CONTEXTUAL FRAMEWORK, FOUNDATIONAL INFORMATION TO SET THE STAGE FOR THE DREAM . . . SO WEIRD
I know, that I make cops nervous, they don't like having me in town, any town, given, my background, in working with law enforcement and prosecutors, then, switching sides, and suing them, but let me remind you, that, I have not been in court for almost 7 years, now, haven't and don't intend on suing anyone, even though, I probably, should, but I don't want to be pissed for the next 10 years, and I also have witnessed almost everyway to fuck a case, to stall, it, or to outright, steal the case, and give, credit and money to even, guilty, parties over empowering me, to do more with what I have already done, to try to keep the system honest and working, constitutionally and within the framework of the law, ending up getting framed myself! But, as I have just taken time to write, I am in hopes that, something, I say, or write, will be of significance and value to someone else, along the line. I remember, Michelle Obama's great speech, to the graduates, of I think it was, New York Community College, when she said, once you succeed, turn around and pull someone behind you, but, making the path easier, for them, helping them, to either follow in your footsteps, or avoid, some of the pitfalls that I have fallen in . . . my intent, even when I write that I have a "hit list" is to keep and reward the public servant, cop, attorney, president, congressman or woman, giving them support and encouragement to continue to do the right thing, even when it gets hard and believe me, it gets, very hard at times, but, knowing that someone else did it and survived, is reassuring, and will help you though the tough times. Even in targeting, those less, worthy public servants, my intent is never to hurt, or injure, but to protect, those who are not in a position to protect themselves, or to assure that rights, are always, defended, protected and preserved! THAT IS MY DUTY, AS I SEE IT!
Naturally, being from this type of thought, processes, and bent, I am as guilty as the bad guy, of projecting, good onto those whom, don't see things the way I do, and often, I assign, a pure heart and clean hands to them, when, they are undeserving of that trust and that clean, mental image of them. But when, I have been gone, even for a few days, leaving under heat, cops, tag teaming me, probably, more because, I seem to be a homegrown, terrorist, to them, with the big stick of a worldwide, audience, and stick, much, like Sheriff Buford whatever his name was, famous southern sheriff, who took on corruption in his small town, who, ended up dead, his wife, shot too, but, welding a powerful stick, while he was alive and fighting the good fight, protecting as all sheriffs should, the health, safety and welfare of the people in their town, city, county, along with, city cops, highway patrol, and other levels of cops. feds, within the jurisdiction. My mascara fell out of my backpack this morning while I was out of the Poverello Center, by 4:30 AM, seeing that something appeared to be in the works, again, for GOD SAKE! The symbolism of the mascara, MA SCARE AT or scares, and cops seem to react, the same, as the locals, whether, I am, in Las Vegas, Washington, D.C., Seattle, or Durango, so don't feel bad, my cases, and long time reputation, proceed me! JUST DOING MY JOB, OFFICERS! LOL! But, I always, think, they have to see, what I am trying to do, fuck, 1600 blogs, is no small, writing sample of what I am about, and where I am going with, this, just trying to help, inform, educate, encourage, good behavior, and distance myself and others, from bad behaviors, being much harder within, a cop shop, attorney generals shop, or government office, or even a private business . . . it is often easier, to go with the flow, good or bad, than to stand up for what is right.
OKAY, SO WE ARE COOL, RIGHT?
No bombs in my hotel room, Travel Lodge, Kalispell, Montana, didn't really even see, a cop, until, I was ready to leave, so, great, not on anyone's radar screen, and the first day back in Missoula, cool, no cops, cruising behind, Burger King, or McDonald's, until about, 7:00 PM, and this could be just coincidence, but a MPD, suddenly showed up, leaving the parking lot at the cop shop, right next to the bus terminal, so, not really a biggie, but, noted. Now, I got a new hair cut, by my old hair stylist, at Walmart, Smartstyle, in Kalispell, the dude, looks like a truck driver, that the first time, I went to him, about three years ago, I was sure, that he was a government agent, trying to pass himself off as a beautician, sent to fuck with my hair! LOL. I questioned his status as a hair stylist, and he said, what do you want, some 20 year old to cut your hair! Well, no, and even though, he has his own ideas of how my hair should be cut, not what I tell him, or the picture I show him, I generally, like it and have learned that what is big and sexy to me, is not what is big and sexy to him, but I like what he does with my hair! LOL.
So, not seeing any cops, for the first, day, and a half, was a pleasant surprise, seeing that, I left, because, on Sunday thinking all Mormon cops, might be in church, or the 6 or so sheriffs cars, in the parking lot, at the Missoula County Courthouse, could be keeping the Sabbath Day, holy and reading scriptures, rather than, chasing the good girl, only to find that seconds after sliding under the wire rope, right in the middle of the parking lot with the 6 sheriffs, roach mobiles, all of them, like cockroaches, you thought were dead, chirped, and came to life! Suddenly, not even seeing the chick cop, until she was leaving the parking lot, slowly, followed by, several other sheriffs, heading to their cars, acting, nonchalant, so as not to catch my attention . . . them starring me down, and me starring them down, leaving me to wonder, what the fuck now? But, that was then, this is now . . . I gave the cop, leaving the parking lot, simultaneously with me leaving on the bus, the benefit of the doubt, and rightly so . . . I always error on the side of safety and with, about an hour until, I needed to be back at the Pov. to do my nightly chore and take a shower, just in case, the cop, decided to do a surprise attack on me, at the Pov. or on the way, I decided to go get something to eat, and chill at FRESH MARKET.
NEVER SAW, THE COP AGAIN, BUT ANTENNA UP, UNDERCOVER DEA COP, TRYING TO LOOK, FOR SOMEONE, DIDN'T SEE ME AT FIRST, THEN, PLANTED HIS ASS, THROUGH THE GLASS FIREPLACE, ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE THING, ACTING OCCUPIED WITH HIS PHONE!
This is always a game of cat and mouse, and given the fact that, cops nationwide are for Trump, and part of the executive branch, with their up line, and fraternal order of the cops, supporting the President and hating, brassy bitches like me and Clinton, and the fact that a DEA is directly connected to the federal DEA system, having written, 3 blogs, all slamming, someone, like Trump, Sessions, U.S. AG, and others, from Jason Chaffetz, to James Comey, FBI, also, connected, into the local cops, with their misconstrued and ill gotten notions of a unified police force, taking away the lines of demarcation, between state and federal and cop shops, of all levels and degrees, working in a relentless fashion to get rid of me, I figured that the cop, alerted, Poverello undercover cops, that I was on my way back to the Ponderosa. So, when I didn't show up, in the first 30 minutes, with the cop, knowing, I was on the bus, he probably told them to check the Market, and before Mr. DEA, came, the next bus, pulled away with a smoke stack, being more active, like, a symbolic representation of a pissed police force, that, once again, the ghost, got away! LOL! I am easy to forgive and forget, so I can never figure out why the cops are pissed at me? Because that was then, when, I wrote my third blog, and this is now, with not connection in my mind to local cops? It's that brotherhood cop thing, I guess?
Now, this dude, is from, Florida, or so he says, has a Puerto Rican accent, and is of that ancestry, or that is his cover. He has the longer hair, that is standard, DEA wear, dresses, funky and better than, most DEA dirt bag cops, but, he always, always, talks to me . . . so, when he buzzed by, me sitting eating an apple and pistacios, but, obviously, looking for someone, adding two and two together, the next string of back up cops, and I think, he just caught me, as he almost passed, maybe not seeing my hair the night before, because, I was two minutes late, and had to wait, an hour to get in, so everyone was gone to bed, or out smoking, so he would not have noticed my hair, and maybe he didn't recognize me, because, he came and sat, through the glass, but still didn't say anything, almost like he was either ignoring me, or didn't know it was me, because, I ditched my long sweater, that is part of my homeless uniform, keeping life simple, with easy get away plans, not burdened with shit, like most of the people at the Pov. My street sister, Sandra, showed up too, late, about 7:45 PM about the time I needed to leave, and often the cops, use identifiers, so, with both him and her, I was starting to be on guard, only talked for a few seconds, and when, he didn't look up, making the connection between me and Sandra, also at the Pov., I decided he might be texting the cops, so, I made a quick gesture and a few words to Sandra, and split! Again, when, I walked passed him, he didn't look up and didn't say anything, normally, very friendly, and fun?
DREAM ELEMENTS STARTING TO FORM . . .
Now, it is not unusual, to see, Poverello residents at the Market, given the location but, this next, couple and their actions, were like out of too many, undercover cop, movies! At the time, I didn't notice who the couple was, other than some young couple, out of the blue, at the cross light, on Scott and Broadway, or at least standing there as I started, to cut down from the gas station, to the sidewalk, but, still a bit, away, but the two, suddenly, grabbed each other and started, kissing and making out? PDA, is not allowed, on campus at the Pov., and as these guys approached me, I noticed, that it was a couple, new, from the Pov., she was pretty, in a bright orange, sun dress, hair done, and he is a long hair, clue, DEA, a bit shorter than her, could be, a couple or a team, but, again, this normally, friendly couple, were not only a bit cold, but almost ignored me all together. Fuck, the other day, up I the bathroom, this chick, showed me, three knife wounds, allegedly from her ex-husband. The thought came to mind, that also, could be a wired buy, controlled DEA buy and sting op, gone bad too. These guys have been friendly, always, and nothing. Now, most people, like me, instantly, but, Shelley is a wicked one and ever since she wanted to steal my identity, after I was poisoned back in the day, she has been a total bitch, trashing me, every second she can, in fact her own, daughter-in-law, way back, when, I was really, impaired from whatever was done to me, suppose to die, told me to get the hell out, of her house, because, even when, there was no call, Shelley was constantly, degrading me, and talking trash. She was the beneficiary of my law degree, license, and resume, when the cops wanted me dead, too good to waste, so, kill sis, and put, big ass bitch in her place a government rat, for the cop and prosecutor, mascara, brassy bitch assistant attorney general!
But, just like ABC, these guys have total and constant contact and surveillance on me, so they don't miss a person, I am friends with, nor a conversation I have, a blog I write, or a call to my kids, because, there could be, an occasion that someone, might actually believe me and be on my side! If not invent help, and hope to God they come soon, with death threats for fucking 17 years, I can't go on, 24/7 for the rest of my life, fuck, I may look, 35, but, I am 62! Even my hair dresser, wouldn't believe me, and said, in response to me telling him, that I have a 41 year old daughter, he said, well, you couldn't have had, a kid, well, before you were born, then, he proceeded to do what he has never done, and he took the roots of my hair, pulled them apart and tried to find, some gray hair, and I said, oh, do my roots, need a touch up? I have had people, literally, ask me for I.D,, flattering, but, this has created, a shit load of trouble for me too, because if my own, hair dresser, doesn't know and can't tell my age, and maybe, the FBI or someone investigating my case, could have come to him, and in connection with my kids, all brand names in and of themselves, with many fathers and mothers, CLAIMED, SONS OF GUNS . . . THIS GIVES THEM, EVEN MORE FUEL FOR THE FIRE, OF TAKING CREDIT FOR, STEALING MY KIDS, OR BEING THEIR PARENTS, ADDED TO ME, GIVING CUSTODY, TO DAD, TO GO TO LAW SCHOOL, THEY SOMEHOW, EVEN MY OWN, SON-IN-LAW, TENDS TO DISMISS, THE INFLUENCE, I HAD AS A MOTHER, WHICH IS NUTS, BUT TRUE, SO, YOUTHFUL LOOKS, HAVE FUCKED ME OVER!
I would imagine, that while I was gone for three days, to Kalispell, Shelley worked her poison, and tainted, the waters, wants credit for my work on the water compact, that just didn't get funded, smooth, way for the legislature to fuck the compact that is, totally UNCONSTITUTIONAL, federally and state wise too, plus violates water law, Montana water law, and the Hellgate Treaty of 1855, in and of itself, but she wants my good reputation and name, to power the opposite through the legislature and may have been pissed and questioned when, I CELEBRATED, the loss of funding, fucking the compact, a win is a win, no matter how sloppy! LOL!
THE LIVE DOG, MOUNTED, AND NAILED AS A TROPHY TO THE WALL? YUCK! THE DREAM
Okay, so the dude, I know least in the Poverello Center, for the homeless, is the guy, part of the couple, shorter, with longer brown, hair, going a bit bald, but seems, like a genuine nice guy, even, kind of artsy, or so, he was in my dream. Just me and him, were in someone's front room, of a house, so, not homeless in the dream, which, may or may not have connection to the dream, or his status, I have a house, cabin, but Iron county is trying to keep me, out for 5 years, so they can get rid of me, legally, and sell it on a sheriff's tax auction, for Max Alger, after I just put, $60,000 of improvements, in an old home of my client, his friend, who never wanted the house, until, I spent a fortune, in time and labor, taking two months of construction, dumpster, rental, just to clean out the house of the hoarders, of 55 years, before I was given the house by my client, that I am sure, local, law enforcement and prosecutors, judges, too will, lie, to give it to Shelley, the wigged me, who was allowed to go into court, with Michael G. Westfall's help, rewarded with a federal judgeship, for getting rid of me, who sued the shit out of Iron county, the most corrupt county in the nation when, I sued them and still! How does a homeless chick with better credentials, than a federal judge, win? YOU DON'T because he is of the same system that fucked you over! Sorry, I keep getting detoured.
So, this guy, is laying out all these amazing, photo art, which, I love, and had a ton of in my million home, before I moved to the smaller one, where I purchased original oil paintings from local artists that were stolen by cops, with a judge allowing cops to walk through my house recently furnished and paid for in cash, taking 4 flat screen TVs, art, printers and scanners, and whatever in the fuck they wanted, as Shelley had been allowed to do, taking all the cool, stuff, I made for my girl grand-daughters, with a little kitchen, Raggedy Ann and Andy, stove, fake jewelry, tons of beanie babies, in the coolest bird cage, small table and chairs, etc. and Shelley, just stole them all, and gave them to her only grand-daughter, while I was in fear of my life, and running around Montana, trying to not be killed . . . just got a God inel, that, Shelley gets a direct earpiece real time read, on what I write so she can instantaneously, know what I have written without reading it! But, he had all these amazing pictures, with one in particular, that was a spectacular scene, with the lighting just right, falling on a tree, as I recall . . . symbolic of my golden kids? As I write these analysis for you, dear reader, I learn stuff myself. But, this one picture was so cool, and almost magical, so different and stood out from the others. There was a third person, I was pointing this one picture out to.
THIS IS THE GROSS PART, AND FOR THOSE WHO ARE DOG LOVERS, DON'T CALL PETA, TO PUT A HIT ON ME, BUT, THIS, FIRST THREW ME FOR A LOOP, BUT THEM STARTED TO MAKE PERFECT SENSE!
So, there was this family pet, little dog, mutt, running around, and it looked like the one in the new ad, from Citi Bank, or adopt a pet, but there is a dude, strawberry blonde hair, scruffy and he is laying in bed or at home, looking at a picture of his, girlfriend, I think and missing her, so he gets up and goes to the local animal shelter, and walks through, looking at all the pets, in the pound or pet shop and he sees this small scruffy mutt, looking sad at him, it melts his heart and he knows this is the one for him, so he takes it home and the happy, new pet, jumps on the couch and barks with joy, master, happy, and not lonely anymore. The dog in the dream looked, like that dog, not a high bred, or with a bloodline. But the artist, DEA cops, hubby or boyfriend, now the dude in my dream, takes the dog, and without the dog, barking or acting in pain, he takes the dog, and like lays, it on its side, or haunches, and proceeds to nail, the legs, on a mounting board, in the position of a dog, just sitting on the ground, with legs to the side, but now, nailed to the wood, with the upper part of the body, front arms and paws, up and normal, then, as I am, trying not to be, shocked, and alarmed, seeing the dog is not protesting at this very disturbing, action, and painful act, the dude, hangs the dog, still alive, one the wall, of his house, like a trophy, dog, almost like a deer head, stuff at the taxadermists, but, now, all you can see is the head, the dog, panting, like, pets do, not barking, or acting at all in pain or hurt by his owner's actions, and I am just like sick to my stomach, trying to see this as a piece of art, like his proudest achievement? SCREAM. But, I didn't say anything.
Eventually, the dog dies, and the guy, takes the trophy, off the wall, and the limp body of the animal, is released from the back, wood part of the exhibit, and just goes in a limp heap on the floor or carpet, dead. With little emotion, but, almost with, love, he, was sad, and just acted like the dog, did his duty as an artist's pet, letting him, do what, pets do, even abused ones? That was the dream, and I woke up, about 3:00 AM, wondering what the fuck that dream was about, so disturbing, sick, gross, and down right twisted, and abnormal. What do you think? These dreams don't come with instructions, or an analysis, so, I start to try to make some sense of it.
YOU DIDN'T CHOOSE THE STUD LIFE, BUT THE STUD LIFE CHOSE YOU!
That idea just came to mind, connecting who the players have been, from A to Z, with me, too many times, going after the FBI, CIA, NSA, local and state cops, which, in my mind, often, totally, forgetting that the DEA, was the most injured, agency, both, with Mr. Parrish, who, had his chemical plant, burned down by the DEA, for refusing to work with them, and all the shit that happened to him as a result of that, lost his business, burned a plant the size of a Costco, trashed his name, on the news, with local firefighters and cops, threatening to arrest Parrish, a fighters, father of 9, with a Ph.D, with news reports going from being in favor of, Mr. Parrish, to cops allowing the plant to burn for 2 weeks and trashing the chemist, for polluting the air over the Provo, Orem, Vineyard area, with smoke plums, going hundreds of feet into the air, with DEA cops, axing the top of the plant at night, and firefighters, blocking the man, who wanted me to represent him in a civil rights suit, a big time conflict, since I was working with prosecutors, cops, and others who were involved in the fight, but he said, he could have put the original flame out, with a garden hose, but, stopped, until the smoke was literally, taking over the skyline, and becoming a health issue! Mr. Parrish, told me, or gave me, 7 news tapes of how the media, doctored the story, going from favorable to him, to turning the tables way against him, making it look, like he was some slum, chemist, selling drugs to meth dealers, and getting exactly what he deserved!
But, due to my early, introduction to this and personally seeing, cops, prosecutors and judges fighting over the surcharge from, fees, fines and forfeitures, my first week on the job, at the Utah State Capitol, this not only tainted my view, but, I made myself, the self-appointed, UTAH PROSECUTOR, the name of the monthly, newsletter, I put out through the Utah Prosecution Council, Criminal Enforcement Division, Utah Attorney Generals Office, the training ground, for, all that I am now, all that I did, do, and the impetus for this blog! 20 years later! LOL! god moves in mysterious ways, we all have callings, missions, and we can rise to the occasions and challenges of being put in contact with particular cases, in certain jobs, and do what needs to be done, or we can run, tail, scared, shitless of what we know and what to do about it. But several things come to mind, so I will take it in order of the first thing that came to mind, this morning and what just came to mind, as I was writing this:
- the symbolism of the dog, is curious . . . you have one dog, being both loved and abused, without, any barking, no obvious evidence of pain, not even when, big nails are anchoring it to the wood, to be mounted, and put on the wall as a trophy, still alive?
- only half of the dog, is nailed, and the rational thinking part of the dog, the head, the face, the snout, ears, mouth, tongue, seems unaffected by anything, that is being done to the lower part of the body
- now, the cops have taken, two women, or more, and weaved, blended, and twisted, let's just say, me and Shelley, into, one and the same women, with no distinctions, but with me getting the shit end of the deal! Right. She gets all the love, attention, petting, comfort, food, home, caring by her owner, while, I am nailed to the wood, the real trophy, the bad ass, maybe, the hind end, the hated part of the same animal, that, is suppose to be man's best friend, and by making the two of us, one, acting like, whatever good I do, or whatever money I make on this blog, or my family, makes, is all fair game, as long as Shelley, is attached to it, being a cop cunt, selected, protected, pampered and petted . . . while, the other part of this sick, fucked, up, concoction of convenience, making two women, one, me the real trophy wife, bad ass con law chick, but, so weaved, entangled, twisted, and blended, in a blood blend, making a bloody grave for one of us, which, may kill both of us, the real and the "reel" the actress, playing a part, of being JoAnn or, she does it Joann, or some version of me, that as I go after her and the cops, it has the potential to destroy the whole dog, or the pet, front and back, because, they have so thoroughly and completely, meshed her life with mine, that she has been me, more in the last 17 years than, I have been, even thought, I have been the one doing the cases, the law, the water compacts, the blog, and hobby lobbying, while they have petted her head, and nailed my ass! LOL! If I die, she dies too. NO, I HAVE BEEN ME FOR THE LAST 62 YEARS, SHE MAY HAVE, CROWDED IN ON "MY" LIFE, WITH COPS HELP, BUT SHE HAS NEVER BEEN ME, SHE IS A CRIMINAL AND SO ARE ALL THE COPS, THAT PULLED THIS ASSININE STUNT, THAT FUCKED BOTH OF US, HER GETTING THE BETTER END OF THE DEAL FOR SURE!
- I think, the top cops, who have probably used this shit stunt, killing tons and tons of people under the Patriot Act that freed these shits, to do whatever the fuck they wanted, never counted on me being RESURRECTED, GOING BACK INTO THE PRACTICE OF LAW, AND HAVING THE FUCKING BIGGEST ASS CIVIL RIGHTS CASES, IN THE NATION, DOING THINGS THE WAY I ALWAYS DID AND STILL DO, THE BEST, LIKE THIS BLOG . . . I AM SURE THE MORE I GREW, THE MORE WOMEN, HAD TO BE BROUGHT IN TO COVER THIS BAD ASS, WHO WOULDN'T DIE! You see, I only have one life, they have a double life they are living simultaneously, with being and acting me, playing the lawyer, straddling two worlds, theirs and when, needed being me, for speaking, working with cops, legislatures, or making obligatory, engagements in Washington, D.C., who were totally all about this shit too! MONEY, MONEY, MONEY, fame, fame, fame, prestige, prestige, blah, blah, blah and great kids to boot! WHAT COULD BE BETTER, use the money for cops, and enrich their communities, so everyone, is on the fraud broads side!
- the thought just came to me, that, back, in the early days of this shit show, when my son, Elliot, was just starting out, but rockin the punk and heavy metal world, with PARALLAX, until Blake and friends were murdered, by Shelley, the cops and the firefighters, maybe even thinking my boys were among the victims, that DEA payback, feeling justified to fuck with me, like they fucked with Mr. Parrish, that I am sure, came into play somewhere along the line, seeing that in less than a year, or about a year, I fucked the DEA, cops and prosecutors, nationwide, on asset forfeiture! I think these ass wipes, figured, that I owed them all the money, that they would have made, had I not killed, that and the D.A.R.E. school program, by stealing the hottest cars from kids, then painting them as drug prevention cars . . . everyone is for that right? NO, there is a DUE PROCESS, THAT COPS AND PROSECUTORS MUCH, CONSTITUTIONALLY FOLLOW TO STEAL PROPERTY! THE FBI MONEY LAUNDERING SCHEME OF GIVING THEM 20%, THEN THE OTHER, 80% GONIG BACK TO LOCAL AND STATE COPS, IS STILL, 'UNCONSTITUTIONAL" AND VIOLATIONS, 4TH, 5TH, 6TH, 8TH, 9TH, 10TH, AND 14TH AMENDMENTS!
- AFFLICTION SEVENFOLD . . . EVERY DIME, ME OR MY BLOOD, MAKE WAS TAKEN, TO PAY BACK, THE MONEY, I COST COPS, IN FORFIETURE!
- now, most, red-heads, get a bad rap, and can feel self-conscious about their hair, being so rare and shining bright! I remember seeing Elliot's early videos, and he was content to be the back drop, bass guitarist, letting, charismatic, Blake, take the forefront, and being the showman . . . even in early, Purification days, Elliot was the brains, and behind the scenes, somewhat, more matched, but coming out of his shell, as time and brawn started to blossom. But, Isaac, was always the singer, in earlier bands, that is Shelley's brown haired, brown eyed, son, Elliot's closest cousin, less disciplines and less talented, but more the showman, early on . . . Isaac, seemed the natural musician, because, his father, Donald Anderson, was always in a band, and he had a recording studio in his home, but, Isaac, was as lazy as his mother, and Elliot was as disciplined and tenacious, willing to do what it took to succeed in music and law, with, Shelley and Isaac, hooking up with DEA cops, who, wanted them to succeed, stealing careers and talent, like they did property, and then, keeping it without consequences and enforced laws! They were above the law, most are big ass POT SMOKERS, who will arrest the shit out of kids, who smoke pot, steal their hot cars, then, go home and smoke it without fear of ever getting caught or if caught never charged, as if they were protected and ABOVE THE LAW!
- the other day, for Elliot's birthday, I was at Worden's and they got rid of their magazines, that I always stole, attention getters and titles from for my blog, so I was disappointed, until, I saw the perfect card, staring me in the face, a recycled card, with a kid, about 12, shirt off, flexing his muscles, on his skinny arms! LOL! Other than the glasses, THIS KID LOOKED EXACTLY LIKE ELLIOT, EXACTLY . . . I LOVED THE SAYING, YOU DIDN'T CHOOSE THE STUD LIFE, THE STUD LIFE CHOSE YOU! LOL! This skinny, scrawny, red-head, first shy, from the spotlight, hiding behind, his more neutral colored, cousin and friends, with tamer hair, often, seen in early, videos, covering his bright red hair, with a hoodie, later, to blossom into GOD'S REVOLVER'S WILD, CRAZY, HEAD SLAMMING, ROCKER WITH THAT WILD, CURLEY, MASS OF RED, HAIR, BEING DUBBED THE "RED JESUS" WITH THE FULL BEARD AND HAIR DOWN TO HIS BUTT! THE TOTAL PACKAGE OF ROCK STAR, FLAMES, STANDING OFTEN, A HEAD TALLER THAN ALL HIS BAND MEMBERS AND RISING AS THE HOT ONE IN THE BAND . . . BUT LIKE EVERY, RED-HEADED STEP KID, I BELIEVE, THAT, WITH THE HATE, COPS HAD FOR ME, WITH SHELLEY, JESSE, ISAAC, TURING TAIL, AND WANTING TO BE COPS, THEY DECIDED, THAT ALL THAT WAS MINE AND OURS, THE SECRIST FAMILY, WAS SEIZED PROPERTY AND BELONGED TO THE STATE, SHELLEY AND ISAAC AND COPS AS THE BENEFICIARIES OF ALL PROFITS, SECRIST!
- the irony, is that Shelley is worn out, old, hangs with older, fuckers, old DEA cops, and Isaac, once, the singer who stole Elliot's thunder and glory, is going bald like his father, while Elliot, is the HANDSOME STUD! LOL! THE ROCK GOD, THE COOL, THE SMART, THE TALENTED, AND NOW THE COLLEGE GRAD, WITH ALL THE POTENTIAL IN THE WORLD, SHELLEY AND ISAAC ALWAYS WANTED THE CHEAP, THE SHORT CUT, THE EASY WAY AND SOMETHING FOR NOTHING, AS DO DEA COPS, NOTHING BUT, JACK BOOTED SHIT ASS THUGS, WHO ALL SMOKE POT!
- GOD DAMNED, MORMON MOTHERFUCKERS, JUST TOOK THE BEST PART OF THIS BLOG OUT . . . THE NSA, IS SELLING USE OF AMERICAN TECHNOLOGY, TO OTHER COUNTRIES, 16 COUNTRIES, HOSPITAL SYSTEMS HAVE BEEN HACKED, WITH LOAN-A-TOOL SERVICE FROM THE NSA! I WAS WRITING ABOUT, THE SYMBOLISM OF THESE FUCKERS, TRAILING ME, THE DEA OR THE FBI, TAILING ME, SO, NAILING THE DOG'S BUTT, COULD INDICATE THAT THE DUDE TAILING ME, WAS NAILED, AND HOPEFULLY FIRED, AS SHOULD ALL THE FUCKING SHERIFFS WHO, ALL SIMULTANEOUSLY, TURNED ON THEIR FUCKING SQUAD CARS, AT ABOUT 7:00 PM, SUNDAY NIGHT, AS I CROSSED THE PARKING LOT . . . REMEMBER, THEY ARE MIXING, MATCHING AND ATTACHING, WITH TWO, SHELLEY, WEAVED, INTO MY LIFE . . . AT THE TIME THEY, THE FBI AND SHELLEY THE BIOLOGY MAJOR, POISONED ME, GIVING HER MY LIFE, AND TRYING TO GET RID OR KILL ME, JUST LIKE THEY ARE STILL, SHE IS THE FUCKING CRIMINAL, AS ARE ALL THE WOMEN, WHO ARE PLAYING DRESS UP ATTORNEY, AND BEING ME, AND THE FUCKING DEA, FBI, CIA, NSA, SHITHEADS WHO ARE ALLOWING THIS TO HAPPEN--IDENTITY THEFT IS A CRIME, NOW THINK, DUMB ASSES, IF THESE SAME FUCKS, WHO HATE ME, WANT TO NAIL MY ASS, MAKING IT LOOK, LIKE THE OTHER ME, OR THE TOP PART OF ME, SHELLEY, THE ONLY PART, SEEN, WHEN THE TROPHY WAS MOUNTED ON THE WALL, SHELLEY I AM SURE WAS MOUNTED, BUT, I WAS HIDDEN, OR THE BAD ASS CON LAW CHICK, WITH ONLY SHELLEY'S UGLY MUG, BEING PRESENTED AS ME, LOOK HOW FUCKING EASY TO FRAME ME IS! THEN THE SAME ASS WIPES THAT FRAMED ME, COPS, INVESTIGATE ME AND ARREST ME, GETTING RID OF THE HIND END, THAT NOBODY SEES, MIXED, MATCH AND ATTACHED BY FUCKING 6+ WOMEN WITH ALL THE MAN, ATTACHED OR BUTT FUCKING THEM, LYING ABOUT, WHO IS WHO, MAKING ME LOOK LIKE THE DIRT BAG BITCH, SHELLEY, PROBABLY FBI, AND MAKING ME PAY FOR HER SHIT, GETTING RID OF ME, ANYWAY POSSIBLE, THEN, LEAVING ONLY, MAN'S BEST FRIEND, OR COPS BEST FRIEND, THE WOMEN, WHO HAS BEEN PRETENDING TO BE ME, WHILE HTEY LOCK ME UP . . . REMEMBER THE STORY OF THE PRINCE AND THE PAUPER? LEO DECAPRIO, EXCHANGING THE TRUE HEIR TO THE THRONE, AND REPLACING HIM WITH THE STABLE BOY OR PAUPER? THAT IS EXACTLY WHAT IS HAPPENING HERE . . . SHELLEY CAN'T STAND ON HER OWN, SHE NEEDS ME AND THEREFORE, DIES WHEN I DIE, SHE IS TOO FUCKING BORING TO WRITE THIS BLOG! THE READERS WOULD DROP LIKE FLIES, MONEY GONE, SHELLEY DIES TOO! BUT, ON THE SUBJECT OF THE NEWS TODAY, THE COMEY, TRUMP, INTERVIEW, WITH TRUMP ASKING FOR A LOYALTY TEST FROM COMEY, WHO ONLY COULD PROMISE "HONESTY" HAVING TAKEN AN OATH TO THE CONSTITUTION, LIKE ALL LOCAL, STATE AND FEDERAL EMPLOYEES AND ELECTED OFFICIALS, INCLUDING DEA, FBI, CIA, NSA, ETC., WITH U.S. CONSTITUTION, ARTICLE, VI [3] STATING THAT THERE ARE "NO" RELIGIOUS TEST OATHS, TO HOLD OFFICE . . . SO, PUNISHING ME FOR GETTING AN ABORTION, OR GETTING MY EX-HUSBAND FIRED, BECAUSE HE WASN'T MORMON, OR BECAUSE, THE COPS, WANTED NO, PARENT INVOLVED, SO THEY COULD SAY, MY SONS' ARE "SONS' OF GUNS'" IS DOWNRIGHT FUCKING DISGUSTING AND CRIMINAL, AT BEST, BRUTALLY FUCKED UP AT WORST! BUT MY OWN, MOTHER, THE CUNT, HOPE SHE DIES, WITH NO "SEPARATION OF CHURCH AND STATE" ACTUALLY SAID, WHEN, MY EX, WAS FIRED, THAT HAD HE BEEN MORMON, THIS NEVER WOULD HAVE HAPPENED TO HIM?????? THESE FUCKS, REPUBLICANS, JACK FUCKS, MOTHERFUCKERS, JUSTIFYING THEIR BULL SHIT AND LIES, GIVING MY LIFE'S WORK TO MY FUCKING WHORE OF A SISTER? OR MY SON'S MUSIC TO THAT BASTARD, LITERALLY, ISAAC AND ALL OF SHELLEY'S KIDS, ELLIOT'S MUSIC, THAT WAS HARD ROCK BAND OF 2008? THE FBI, DEA, CIA, NSA, MORMONS, GOP, EVEN STUPID SOUTHWICK FAMILY, CAN'T SEE A CRIME, SOMEWHERE IN HERE? BILLIONS HAVE BEEN STOLEN, AND JSUTIFIED, UNDER A RELIGIOUS TEST OATH! VERY TIMELY, AS WE SEE IN WHAT THAT CLOWN OF A PRESIDENT, WANTED OF JAMES COMEY AND I AM NO FAN OF COMEY'S AND BELIEVE, STRONGLY THAT HE WAS FULLY AWARE OF ALL THIS SHIT AND PROTECTED IT, AS DID OTHERS . . . WITH A CLOUD OF SUSPICION HANGING OVER THE UNITED STATES SUPREME COURT, JUSTICE GORFUCK, WHO GOT PAID OFF, FOR FUCKING MY $357 MILLION LAW SUIT, AS DID, NOW U.S. FEDERAL JUDGE, MICHAEL G. WESTFALL! FOR ALLOWING A WIGGED, SHELLEY, TO GO INTO AND PRACTICE LAW, IN HIS COURT, ALONG WITH JUDGE JOHN WALTON, A FORMER CLASS MATE OF MINE! CRIMES, CRIMINALS, LOSERS, PRISON, FOR THESE FUCKERS, AND EXECUTION IN MY BOOK IS TOO GOOD! THERE, THAT WILL PAY YOU FUCKERS BACK, FOR STEALING THE ADDITION TO MY BLOG, "MY" BLOGS, ALL "MY" BLOGS, FUCKERS! NAIL THAT TAIL IN THE ASS AND FIRE HIS SHIT ASS FACE, ALONG WITH ALL COPS CHASING ME, FOR MY SISTERS' CRIMES, KAY'S CRIMES AND THE CRIMES SO BIG AND HUGE, THAT, EVEN THE WORST CRIMINALS COULD IMAGINE THIS SHIT!
THERE IS NOT FUCKING SHORT CUT TO SUCCESS . . . AND YOU CAN'T ARGUE WITH SUCCESS. I AM NOT ARGUING WITH YOU, I AM JUST TELLING YOU WHY I AM WRITE . . . ELLIOT, DESERVES, EVERY FUCKING DIME, FOR PARALLAX, MARALOKA, GOD'S REVOLVER, WORST FRIENDS (COUSIN AND AUNT, EXTENDED FAMILY, IN-LAWS AND OUTLAWS), AND NOW, "THE DITCH AND THE DELTA" . . . THAT BRETT AND KAY, FUCKERS, ARE MIXING, MATCHING, ATTACHING THE NAME, WITH FLOODING ALL ELLIOT'S MUSIC SITES, TURNING OFF HIS VIDEOS, AND PUTTING FUN, VIDEOS OF THE "DELTA DITCH RUN" . . . MUCH, LIKE THE PLAY TO BURY, GOD'S REVOLVER, WITH BLACK REVOLVER, OR GOLDEN GOD REVOLVER AWARDS, OR UNDERGROUND REVOLVER, FUCKING HIS MUSIC, STEALING IT, EVEN USING IT FOR TRUMP'S FUCKING CONSERVATIVE SUMMIT, IN DENVER, AT THE BEGINNING OF THE ELECTIONS! WITHOUT PERMISSION! AGAIN, BLOCKING THE "REAL" FOR THE "REEL" AND THESE GUYS, GIVEN THE MAGNITUE OF THE BILLIONS STOLEN FROM MY FAMILY, OUGHT TO BE "EXECUTED, AND I WILL PULL THE FUCKING LEVER!" THROW THE REST OF THE FUCKING DEA SHITS, WHO DID THIS AND CONTINUES TO FOLLOW AND HARASS ME, WHILE PETTING SHELLEY, SHE IS DEAD MEAT, MEATHEAD IDIOTS!
PAINLESS STEAL . . . OH, FUCK, NO, I KNEW EVERY DAMNED THIS, YOU MOTHERFUCKERS DID, THANK YOU! YOU ARE JUST TO GOD DAMNED STUPID, THINKING BECAUSE, I AM A HAPPY PERSON BY NATURE, THAT ALL WAS WELL . . . SOME DUDE WAS WEARING A SIGN, "IF YOU'RE HAPPY, THEN WE'RE HAPPY" LIKE, YOU SEEM FINE TO US. NO THE PAIN OF SEEING WHAT YOU DID TO MY SON, WAS EXCRUCIATING PAIN, AND I AM GLAD THAT HE DIDN'T BELIEVE ME, FOR YEARS, BUT I BET HE DOES NOW! WHEELS OF FORTUNE, STILL BEING STOPPED BY BRETT, KAY, SHELLEY, THE BAD GRANDPA, AND FUCKING COPS, I HOPE EVERY FUCKING CHILD OF ANY COP, DIES SOME HORRIFIC, TERRIBLE, HENEIOUS, SLOW LINGERING DEATH, LIKE ELLIOT HAD TO GO THROUGH FOR, FUCKING 20 YEARS! YOU CAN'T RECREATE THE HATRED, THE RAGE, THE ANGER, THAT I HAVE, OVER ME, DOING NOTHING MORE, THAN, U.S. AG., SALLY Q. YATES, DID, DEFEND, PROTECT AND PRESERVE THE UNITED STATES CONSTITUTION, FROM YOU FUCKS! DIE ASSHOLES
PAINLESS STEAL . . . OH, FUCK, NO, I KNEW EVERY DAMNED THIS, YOU MOTHERFUCKERS DID, THANK YOU! YOU ARE JUST TO GOD DAMNED STUPID, THINKING BECAUSE, I AM A HAPPY PERSON BY NATURE, THAT ALL WAS WELL . . . SOME DUDE WAS WEARING A SIGN, "IF YOU'RE HAPPY, THEN WE'RE HAPPY" LIKE, YOU SEEM FINE TO US. NO THE PAIN OF SEEING WHAT YOU DID TO MY SON, WAS EXCRUCIATING PAIN, AND I AM GLAD THAT HE DIDN'T BELIEVE ME, FOR YEARS, BUT I BET HE DOES NOW! WHEELS OF FORTUNE, STILL BEING STOPPED BY BRETT, KAY, SHELLEY, THE BAD GRANDPA, AND FUCKING COPS, I HOPE EVERY FUCKING CHILD OF ANY COP, DIES SOME HORRIFIC, TERRIBLE, HENEIOUS, SLOW LINGERING DEATH, LIKE ELLIOT HAD TO GO THROUGH FOR, FUCKING 20 YEARS! YOU CAN'T RECREATE THE HATRED, THE RAGE, THE ANGER, THAT I HAVE, OVER ME, DOING NOTHING MORE, THAN, U.S. AG., SALLY Q. YATES, DID, DEFEND, PROTECT AND PRESERVE THE UNITED STATES CONSTITUTION, FROM YOU FUCKS! DIE ASSHOLES
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