SLINGSHOT. MUSCLE MEMORY. SIP. STUDY. SIP! GRADUATION MATTERS! KNOWLEDGE IS POWER! AGENT JOSEPH FURY. SANDRA ZOOLEE. KYKJ? ANGRY ORCHARD. LIFE IS A HIGHWAY, I WANNA RIDE IT ALL NIGHT LONG! YOU SHOOK ME ALL NIGHT LONG! PERGO+. ROAR. AXMEN SHOWROOM. ENERGY PARTNERS PROPANE. SHE SETS THE CITY ON FIRE, BURNS LIKE A MILLION LIGHTERS! YOU COULD HAVE HAD IT ALL. TRY. SAY SOMETHING 'CAUSE I'M GIVING UP ON YOU. I DON'T KNOW IF I AM CHASING A GHOST. YOU MADE ME FEEL LIKE I'M LIVING A TEENAGE DREAM, THE WAY YOU TURN ME ON . . . WE WILL NEVER GROW OLD! TAKE A CHANCE--DON'T EVER LOOK BACK! I BELONG WITH YOU; YOU BELONG WITH ME, IN MY SWEET HEART. EVERYTHING EYE. LAYER. SHINE. LOVE. I'M AT TARGET, AND I THINK, I AM THE TARGET OF A CIA, ILLUMINATI, FBI FRINGE EXPERIMENT--X-FILES SHIT! ALAN DULLES, YALE, SKULL & BONES, CIA, WAS DEEPLY INVOLVED WITH FORMER MEMBERS OF HILTER'S HIT SQUAD OF PHYSICIANS, GOING EXPERIEMENTS ON THE JEWS, MOVING TOWARDS RACIAL CLEANSING! UNWILLING VICTIMS WERE SUBJECT TO SEXUAL, PHYSICAL, PSYCHOLOGICAL, AND MEDICAL EXPERIMENTATION, LAB RATS, WATCHED, TESTED, EVALUATED, AND TAKEN TO THE EXTREMES OF THE HUMAN EXPERIENCE! INVOLUNTARILY! OKAY, SO YOU FUCKERS HAVE TAKEN THE TOP TIER, ATTORNEY, PROFESSOR, BLOGGER, AND TRIED TO HUMILIATE, TRASH, CHARACTER ASSASSINATE, AND DEMEAN, WONDERING AT WHAT POINT, I WOULD BREAK, CRY, MELT DOWN, AND GIVE UP WHO I AM . . . EXCHANGING ME FOR, LITTLE WONDERS, AT BEST, WOMEN, WITH LESS EDUCATION, LESS DRIVE, LESS PASSION, MORE ENVY, MORE JEALOUSY AND MOVE COVETING, OF POSITIONS OF POWER, WONDERING IF YOU COULD TAKE THE REAL WOMAN DOWN, AND ELEVATE THE FAKES, CAT, DOG AND PET GROOMING THEM, TO TAKE AN SUPERIORS PLACE! SORRY, YOU FAILED IN YOUR EXPERIMENTING AND I AM DONE PLAYING! I WANT MY JUST COMPENTATION FOR THE LAST 16 YEARS, INCLUDING WHAT I WOULD HAVE MADE IN ATTORNEY'S FEES FOR CASES, AT THE TIME TOTALING, $700 MILLION, PLUS THE PUNITIVE DAMAGES FOR PAIN AND SUFFERING FROM LOSS OF LAW PRACTICE, CASES, CLIENTS, HOME, FURNITURE, CARS AND TRUCK, PLUS THE PRICELESS VENTURE OF ALIENATION OF AFFECTION, THAT FAILED MISERABLY, AND A BLOG WORTH, A BILLION DOLLARS! THERE ARE STILL SITES THAT MISSED THE CIA AND NSA, FLATLINING, FOR LITTLE MS. ZOOLEE OR KAY, TRYING TO MAKE HER FEEL BETTER, ABOUT HER MEASELY, BLOG, AT BEST OF 33,000 HITS! ALL THE KINGS HORSES AND ALL THE KINGS' MEN, COULD MAKE THE PRETTY LITTLE LIARS, REPLACE ME, AGAIN! LOL! WHAT DOESN'T KILL YOU, MAKE YOU STRONGER! GOT FEEDBACK? WE'RE ALL EARS. FUCK OFF!

THE PLAN . . . PUSH HER TO THE EXTREMES!

As of late, every time, I step into the Poverello Center for the Homeless, I am treated like a criminal . . . the staff, comes in, whether I am residing there, or just coming for meals, glaring at me, as if, I am someone to be feared, someone, who should not be allowed on the property, someone who has caused problems in the past, not someone who had kicked their ever living, asses, up one side and down another, on every fucking sting op, they and the cops, feds, have planned, now nothing has changed, in my life, I am still blogging, still just kickin' it, not breaking any rules or laws, so why the change?  You see what was a fucked up experiment in the first place, trying to bring in the gals, the boys are fucking, and trying to make me jealous, of myself, making them all me, rejection, stings, for these top dogs, using, of course women, I know, never women I don't know, and why, can they find these women, out of the blue? that were the closest to me, to try to hurt me emotionally--good luck, I know these women, nothing to brag about, unless, that is, you are bragging about the things that I am done!  LOL, and there in lays the problem, they can't replace me, no matter how many women they bring on board, they can't get rid of me, so a body of evidence is walking around, daily, threatening to expose the fraternal order of the penis, making men, look small, weak, cruel, and stupid, not to mention inept!  So, how do, we men, cover, or sins, our crimes, our stupidity, our incompetence, and cover that this was all about, sex, access to sex, theft, lies, robbery, corruption, fraud, etc., at the highest level of government, law enforcement, and decency in general? 

A hot mess for sure . . .  I am sure, not only are your women folk, former sisters, friends, and attorney associates, sick of being trashed, thrashed, slashed, and burning, in MY worldwide press, but your secret second cops, are taking a beating too, all by this poor, little, homeless chick, without a name!  LOL!  Or does she?  This is where muscle memory comes in, you idiots!  This is not your first rodeo with me, nor mine with you, and it is not the first nor the last time, this maverick and bronco is going to buck, your sorry asses, upside down, backwards, and forwards, making the dirt hit you on the head!  LOL, to use a cowboy analysis!  Kicking cops around, is my fucking hobby, I live, breath and die, to kick their loser asses, from here to eternity, this is FUN for me! how about you? how about your bitches? fun?  I think so . . . good food, just for the fun of it!  LOL!  I am not going to tire of this, like Rachel shopping and spending money, it is her passion, like Shelley reading a book, it is her entertainment, like Kay and pretending to be ME, her ultimate role play! 

So

I fucking love this stuff!  LOL!  I have been laughing all fucking morning!  I can tell the NSA, or those whom have access to this computer, besides the one and only TRUE owner, are now underlining, everything in RED!  LOL!  Reader, just who do you think, is getting the best of who?  I have a ball every fucking day, doing this shit, writing, smashmouth, trash talking, and fucking with cops of all flavors and their, apparently, helpless women, folk!  FUCK, I don't even care of they take the money, this is my joy, my passion, my love, my life's work, to straighten these fucks out!  LOL!  A truck with a shell, gray, just came through the parking lot, you see, they want, Shelley, to be ME so bad, there dicks are about to fall off!  Why, because, she is there bitch, she never did what I have done to them, so it is okay, to give her credit, because, she causes them, NO PAIN!  I FUCK THEIR BRAINS OUT, FIGURATIVELY!  LOL!  This blog, is SHEAR PLEASURE FOR ME, BETTER THAN SEX!  LOL!  Exposing Shelley's, secret second, cop shop, hidden in the train yards, much, like the mobs, that transport, shit, using shipping yards, and ports, intercontinental railroads, where mobsters, gangsters and cops, hang out!  Exposing cop shit, has been my HOBBY FOR 23 FUCKING YEARS!  WHY DO YOU THINK THEY WANT ME DEAD?  LOL!  YOU SEE, IT IS OKAY FOR THE WEAK GIRLS TO BE ME, BECAUSE, THEY NEED THE MEN, THE COPS, THE MOB, TO BE ME!  I AM JUST ME!  I THINK, THEREFORE, I DON'T NEED MEN TO THRIVE, SURVIVE AND TELL THEM TO TAKE A NOSEDIVE!  LOL!

ARREST THAT WOMAN, FOR EXPRESSING HER FIRST AMENDMENT RIGHTS, SHE CAN'T TALK ABOUT COPS THAT WAY!  OH, YEAH?  WATCH ME, YOU FUCKS ARE TRYING TO USE LETHAL FORCE AGAINST ME, NOT KIDS PLAY, FUCKERS!

It used to be, that, when the cops, would fuck with me, I would go to another state, Nevada, Washington, Idaho, Oregon, etc., then these assholes took my truck and later blew my car up with a pipe bomb! so I started to take the bus, then they shut down the Rim Rock Lines, to stop my great escapes by bus, then, they had Shelley, pretend to be me, and go with John or Jack Strode, back to Pennsylvannia, for Thanksgiving, the first year I was in Montana, 2012, when I was with my kids, and my gut feeling is, this was to frame me, and get my ass thrown in prison! not to mention, that, the AMTRAK COPS were CHASING ME, 8 months before, I ever stepped foot on a train!  LOL!  Then, I started to disappear, around the state of Montana, having spent time in almost all larger cities, but always with the same, lame ass, experience, the cops, chasing and fucking with me!  I started to think, I was being framed for killing a cop, because they were WAY too aggressive for just, whatever, even a stowaway trip on a train, this was far too aggressive for!  You have to remember, that, I have fucking, 6 doubles, evil twins, government whores, pretending to be me, so, how in the fuck, do cops, intend to prove beyond a reasonable doubt, that, who got on the train, was me?  Jack's fucked up, stick up Shelley's ass, testimony?  LOL!  GOD? 

So, in the last month, for the hell of it and to get out of the HEAT, in Missoula, from everyone, from beat cops, to feds, and their surrogates, here and there, with an army of volunteer, homeless, who would sell their own mothers, for $100 bucks, to scope and spy on me around town, I have been in Kalispell and Butte, twice, Whitefish, once, and over to Bozeman, once!  But, in reality, if all the cops through out the state are going to be, equally, as pissy and get their undies in a wad, over me, I might as well, wear the ones, down right at home, and deal with the hometown, anti-heroes!  LOL!  So, here I am.  Now, due to corruption, in all cop shops, there is not a county in the nation, of cops,w ho wants me to settle in their community, now ask yourselves, why?  I am not practicing law, never have become a member of the Montana Bar, haven't filed a law suit, while, I should have, one on behalf of myself, the ONLY CLIENT, I will ever have, who can't be bribed, bought, or threatened to make a deal with the government, and if, pushed much further, I will actually, fuck the shit out of cops, but, the lawsuit this time will include, Utah, the state of Montana, all cops, FBI, CIA, DEA, NSA agents, in the MOTHERFUCKER OF ALL LAWSUITS, FOR A MERE BILLION DOLLARS OR MORE, INCLUDING GOING AGAINST THE U.S.A.!  The irony of my loyalty!  Good GOD!  So, we are where we are!

THE POVERELLO WAS INTENDED TO BE A SAFE PLACE FOR HOMELESS PEOPLE LIKE ME, WHO, ARE SAFE, IN A SAFE PLACE, UNTIL THEY CAN GET THEIR SHIT TOGETHER, AND MOVE ON WITH THEIR LIVES . . . NOT FOR A BUNCH OF FUCKING UNDERCOVER COPS, WHO ARE THEIR FOR VINDICTIVE PURPOSES!

Staff has been commenting lately, that we, at the Pov. are as full, right now, with great weather for sleeping out, than we are in the dead of winter, at full capacity! now ask yourself why?  So, the other day, I am getting ready to sit down and have lunch.  I had put my backpack, down, late in the lunch, so, that I am not stopping someone from eating, on a chair, so I could use both hands to get food, having to often juggle, soup, water, plate, silverware, if we are lucky, plus getting the food, not only on your plate, but, keeping it there!  When I got to the table with only one dude on it at this point, I noticed that, some guy, had pulled his chair, and backpack, right, near mine, touching it, so I said, pushing his chair over, which, is generally a no, no, in jungle rules of the Pov., to not touch someone else's stuff, but, in light of him, being the aggressor in my space, I pushed the chair over and made a light comment, that I don't need to sit in this guys, lap.  Nothing sexy, nothing, challenging, nothing, that would lend to much discussion, or defense, or offense!  But, the guy, across from me, said, well, maybe you would, like to do that after lunch!  I responded, NO, don't want one, referring to men, don't need one, don't like one, NO! never!  So, of course, cops, have long, felt it their duty, to set me straight, that I need a man . . . NO I DON'T!

So, Mr. Undercover, Skater Cop from Kalispell, and I will tell you my God, Intel, on the dude, but he says, well, they say, or the Bible says, that women, need men, more than, men need women.  No, we don't.  Oh, yeah, you came out of our ribs.  Yeah, and you came our of our LEGS!  Well, we have long wanted women, out of our ribs.  Believe me we don't want to be there!  So, no, I don't need one, want one, care to have one, and the answer is NO, I don't want to sit on his lap after lunch!  We didn't talk beyond that point.  His two alleged, friends, who also, could easily been undercover cops too, come with their bull shit cover story, about working at this or that resort, or National Park, swearing, to make me feel at home, and how much they used to get in tips.  I noticed, that the one dude, who I originally, got into it with, had a skateboard?  My computer brain started to turn . . . next, this guy, directly behind the handsome, bald, but brooding cop, got up, with a sleeping bag, exactly the brand, model and make of the one, I left in Kalispell, when I was terrorized all fucking night with Harleys, cops, either skateboarders, crying war chants, or, I thought, erroring on the rational side, very late night, janitors, taking out garbage, on wheels . . . right then, a car went by with, paper license plates, red, with white letters, that said, KALISPELL!  I was right, it was, garbage on wheels! these skateboarding cops! 

PISSY DEFENSIVE ATTITUDE + SKATEBOARDS + MATCHING SLEEPING BAGS, LIKE THE ONE, I HAD TO LEAVE, WHEN FUCKING ALARMS WENT OFF, AFTER I LEFT, MY SECRET HIDING PLACE, JUST FEET FROM THE COPS, WEREWOVLES, OUT IN THE FULL MOON, LOOKING FOR ME + KALISPELL = THE COPS WHO CAME TO GET REVENGE FOR MAKING THEM LOOK STUPID, FOR NOT LOOKING BEHIND THE PARTITIAN WALL!

VIGILANTE COPS, EVENING OLD SCORES FOR THEIR FUCK UPS!

Back to the future, and evening old scores, where I wrote about cops, and their lame attempts at getting me . . . so, I mentioned the other night at the Pov. waking up, at 2:00 AM, and walking out the door, with cops, sheriffs, and undercover, covering the town, looking for me, after, me making a great escape, from the Pov., also noting, the women's overflow, twice as busy as the night before, with one chick, bitching and moaning that she had to do a 12 hour shift, the day of the Roots Fest, and being a cop, would make sense, pulling her normal, then, being on extra duty, for the festival, while her colleagues, covered their normal Friday or Saturday shifts, with all the college students coming back to town!  Keep that in mind, so, when that attempt failed, with Annie, not knowing what to say, when she saw me, totally giving away the fact, that yes, her dream, that I left her, was more one of, wishful thinking or stinkin' thinkin' on the part of either a cop, she has set me up before, or someone paid by the cops, or both!  So, the next night, after being out all the night before, I thought, OK, so they fucked the sting op, so maybe, I can sneak one night of sleep, inside, stretched out, and at least somewhat comfortable on the floor. 

I get to the Pov. late, so as not to let them know, I am staying tonight.  The line to get checked in, is already, forming, and I look over, and low and behold, the chick, whom, I believe, said she had a 12 hour shift, and also, the cop chick, I saw, the Sunday sting op, the week before, getting a good look at her, not only watching the fun and games I was to be the guest of honor at, but, seeing her the next day, Auburn hair, shoulder length, tall, average + size, packing heat, and wearing a badge . . . and this chick, dressed, a lot like I do, in all black, but with a red bandana, wrapped around her wrist, but, looking like she was sporting my style, but all new clothes, flip flops, and looking face to face with me, so, seeing other rats, Bobby and Mary, sister of the warden or old warden of the Women's Prison on Billings, where they have been trying to get me, for what crimes? framed? none I am aware of, and most shelters do background checks, so? but there two are always, ready and Mary has a direct phone to the cops, skipping the normal procedures, of going through staff!  I had written about this chick cop, watching her, along with two sheriffs, while they were waiting for me, to come out of the alley, Dave, an undercover, overused cop, spotted me, while walking down the alley, where I had just ditched other cops, up the road, knowing that, they were looking for me, and avoiding the Pov. always, a dicey place, with cops showing up all the fucking time!  I wrote, how this chick, left the two sheriffs, sitting waiting while she went to find Dave, or search the rooms at the Sleepy Inn Motel, where I stay some times, to see where I disappeared to?  After seeing Dave, rat ass from hell, in on every fucking sting, for about a year!  LOL!  Like I don't suspect?  God you guys are stupid!

Anyway, I wrote about this female cop, leaving, first going to the stop sign, near the Solstice and Equinox, very Brett names and architectural styles, then backing up, and looking at McDonald's, to see if I crossed the cops paths without being noticed, then to Sleepy Inn, proving my suspicious of Dave setting me up, and with the cops all waiting for me to surface from the alleyway, when I saw Dave leave, through one walkway, from the alley to the street, through the motel, old style, he went through one, letting me know he was going to call the cops, as usual, that dude is seriously still like the mentality of a 5 year old, ratting and tattle telling, on his friends, he got kicked out of the Pov. for being such a whiny piss ass!  But, I was sitting watching the hunters, hunt for me, right at the Taco Del Sol, next door!  LOL!  So, cops shops, are allowing, lame ass stupid cops, what get paid for trying to get revenge for making them look stupid and then writing about them?  Shelley's secret seconds, cops on the double payroll, of the mob, with 24/7 service!  The whole thing is fucking shocking! to say the least!  PAYBACK IS A BITCH, BITCH!  LOL!

FOUNDATIONAL BACKGROUND, AND THAT IS THE TIP OF THE ICEBERG, FOR AN EVERYDAY, RELENTLESS PURSUIT, TO COVER THE SINS, CRIMES, LIES, THEFTS, AND COPS ROBBING ME AND MINE!

Oh, the cool thing is, that, I never said anything to anyone, I just got up, excused myself from the conversation I was involved in, and said I needed to go to the bathroom, and while I was in, I heard, the staff, who had, also, given me a clue that something was up . . . this new chick, looking like a total Mormon Muffin, return female missionary, dark hair, new at the Pov, or an alleged, volunteer, with staff changing like, most of the homeless change underwear, or more often, this hag, walks through with the typical, hound dog, face, droopy, stupid and lame, looking directly at me, like are you going to stay, when we call the cops or do our sting op, or are you going to make us look as fucked up as all the other cops, feds, included?  YEP, as lame ass stupid as the rest of YOUR ILK!  I mean, seriously, these fuckers, get more pissed, vindictive and wanting revenge, for me fucking with them, and blowing their fucked up attempts at getting me for the, what, thousandth, time or MORE, in the last, fucking 6 years, or more, going back to when they fucking tried to KILL ME IN 2000, like, they are  more pissed?  I just laugh it off . . . it is, JOANN, 1000 WINS vs. COPS a big fat, ZERO WINS!  Not counting the money, you have stolen from ME AND MY FAMILY, YOU FUCKING DIRYT ASS COPS! protecting the MOB!  GOD!  LAW ENFORCEMENT? shit!

So, while the dark headed, Molly MO, was doing her thing, announcing the shit, we hear, every fucking night, that I have heard a million times I the last few years, which, I understand, that all the new people need to hear, I just, simply walked out the back door, without anyone noticing, I was gone, nor did I check in, and the great thing was, I did my job, just in case, I needed to stay inside, or wanted to, preferring my own company, to 95% of the people, in the world, liking to be alone, and slide outside and up to my tramp camp, with of course surveillance on me from the feds, who want to know where, what, who, why and how, I do what I do better than all their fucking agents and assets!  But, in true, God Intel, fashion, I woke up, at 3:01 AM, like, yeah, they had another midnight run, and sting op, and you were gone!  LOL!  YOU WON! as indicated by the ONE!  Thanks, and I got ready to split my digs, just incase, the pissed off cops, headed my way, and they did, cop hell or about, 15 minutes after, the alleged time of the raid . . . is Shelley worth this?  God?  I must not know, my loser sister at all, but then again, you think, she is me, and I am her ugly fucking dirty, criminal ass!  YOU ARE NOT EXCUSED, BECAUSE, I AM WRITING, AND YOU KNOW WHO I AM, BECAUSE, I WRITE IN LIVING BREATHING COLOR, EVERY FUCKING DETAIL OF WHAT YOU ARE DOING TO THE BLOGGER< FUCKERS! LAME ASS IDIOTS!  SHIT!

ARE YOU READY FOR LAST NIGHT?

Okay, so I wrote about the dirty cops in New Orleans, defending the drug dealers, rather than, the citizens, or their victims, murdering citizens, for ratting out their murderous plots, and then wanting to kill, undercover agents, pretending to be king pin drug dealers, . . . long time of FBI, play acting, so using the girls club, to pretend they are me, to get at my TREASURES, is not new!  Former, FBI, Director, Louis Freech, or whatever his name was, started using, actors and actresses, in criminal trials, rather than the real witnesses, so fucked up, believe, me, as a defense attorney, and civil rights attorney, with the 6th amendment rights, in the Constitution, they hate do bad, and want to get rid of in favor of the Patriot Act, and this is why, states that, the accused, as a right to face their accusers!  If you, FBI, had fakes, actors and actresses, like you do for me, playing my PART, you don't get the veracity, credibility, authenticity, and truth, emotion, horror, or are you facing your accusers, but some surrogate for your accusers!  GOD YOUR FUCKED UP!  No wonder, these shits hate my guts, I make them follow the law, IMAGINE, LAW ENFORCMENT AND THE CRIMINAL JUSTICE SYSTEM, ACTUALLY BEING FORCED TO OBEY THE CONSTITUTION?   A NOVEL THOUGHT NOW DAYS, ALL PATRIOT ACT FUCKS AND STIFFS!

So, I knew, that there would be hell to pay for ratting out these lame ass ugly dirty cops, because, the story was a direct analogical factually, perfect, scenario, for the dirty cops in  my case, going after, beating, abusing, threatening the victims, taking out, even murderous hits, on the person, an aunt of a kid who purchased drugs from one of the dealers, the cops were protecting and being paid to do so, because, she was sick of the dirty ass cops, and filed a complaint against him . . . believe, me, there are 26 such murders, connected to my case, and they are defending, the cops that is, the MOB! and going after me, FUCKING NON-STOP, GO FUCKING FIGURE? 

After, I wrote my blog, I walked passed, the place my last tramp camp was, where the white SUV, suburban was parked, across the street from Fresh Market, on Scott, ironically, a vehicle like Rachel's, and on a street with her son's name, Scott, all things are symbolic, Rachel is a fucking whore, pretending to be me and the mother of my kids?  SHIT, she doesn't want to claim her own mess of kids, with eating disorders, and issues, aa SCOTT WOULD PUT IT, and I was sleeping in a total pig sty, indicative of the person that vehicle represents to me . . . pink is the color of the girlz club, due to Mary Kay cosmetics, and they are all about, what women want, and dazzled by a Brett, a Frank, or a fake Kennedy, or real, for that matter, I for one am, not, I have made more money, and my name, is possibly, now a peer to the Kennedy's! with a billion worldwide readers, regardless of the flatlining the NSA does for PARK PLACE FLATS, Kay, used to live near Park City, and her blog is flat as her fucking pancake ass . . .she is not a bad ass, nor does she have a bad ass . . . you could call her no ass, flat ass, or pancake ass, but she most certainly does not have a bad ass,  nor is she a bad ass, and without a doubt, not a bad ass con law chick! who could write this blog! 

NICE TRY COCKSUCKERS, SHE COULD BE THAT! THEY ARELL ARE THE GIRLZ CLUB!  LOL!  But as, I got off the bus, to go to lunch, ot be ratted out, for what, blowing the POV, sting op, and making them look the fools they are? but, first, on my way, I walked passed where the SUV, exactly like the age and model of Rachel and Chris HICKEY'S old white suburban, was, there were FRENCH FRIES, strewn all over the GUTTER!  Rachel and Chris, went to the French Riviera, for their honeymoon, and it is where Stephanie, Rachel's oldest daughter was conceived, she could not make smart chicks, like my two, military daughters, members of the Golden Key honor society, both asked to join, Greta joined, Nicole did not, Gret was sworn in, in none other than CONSTITUTIONAL HALL, next to the WHITE HOUSE, very symbolic for her mother, ME, YOU UGLY BITCH!  I am mortified, horrified, and embarrassed, to have that hag ass stupid mother, loser, fucking FLIGHT ATTENDANT OR WAITRESS IN THE SKY, SARAH PALIN, BITCH ASS RACHEL BE ME!  NO GODDAMNED FUCKING THANKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!111111 

I also fried the cops asses, who are trying to make that fucking bitch ME, due to BOOBS, for god sake, YOU NEED TRAINING ASS WIPES! YOUR FUCKING DUMB! but she is your style, I AM TOO GOD DAMNED SMART FOR YOUR SORRY ASSES, I MIGHT MAKE YOU REAL COPS, NOT PRETEND COPS, GETTING MONEY FOR NOTHING AND CHICKS FOR FREE, YEAH, RACHEL IS EASY, ASK KENNEDY!  LOL!  He HAD TO ACTUALLYY WORK FOR ME!  TOO MUCH WORK APPARENTLY!  LOL!

NO GOOD DEED GOES UNPUNISHED!  I FIGURED A STING OP, LAST NIGHT!  YEP!

I thought of going back to the Pov., but decided, it was worthless to try, I am a sitting duck there, too many rats, without distinction between staff and their charges!  I thought of going somewhere, other than my recent, tramp camp, because, when I write about, my feats over the cops, with each bit of information, they use it against me, to figure out where I am, and how, to get me back for exposing their dirty shit!  And, last night was no exception.  I scoped out various places around town, but the wind started to whip up, and I decided to take my chances at the place I was, but, God, sent by surveillance looking vans, and a couple of other type signs that they were watching me, the feds, who have all the tools, including, most likely, two, from my estimation, GPS, tracking devices in me, they don't play fair! believe me, even with that, they have not been able to get me! but they do usually, know, close to where I am, but, maybe not exactly, but close!  I am always hoping that, the good guys, if there is any, are near, and are using me for live bait, to rat out the bad cops, feds, family, staff, and homeless!  Or at least, if I ever do let down guard, and they kill me, or imprison me, the cops, who are not involved, might know where to look, or start and investigation into my death, and what a waste of knowledge, tragedy, and so far beyond the contributions of the tits and ass, they have been WANTING TO BE ME!  SAD . . .

I took several buses, back and forth, to hopefully shake at trail, watched, noticed, and saw some concerning things, that might be problematic, but, decided, that, I was smart enough, that even if, they went after me, I would get away!  LOL!  I was tired, had been up at 1:00 AM, then 2:00 AM, then 3:00 AM, so I FUCKING NEEDED SLEEP!  There was a guy spying on me the night before, so I knew, they knew where I was, if they could catch me, where I was or had been, but that is a big IF!  I am the ultimate gamer, and so, finding me, where expected, at the times, expected, and in the position expected, is the hard thing with me, as it proved to be with the sting op, last night, or the early morning hours of today!  So, I got in way earlier than usual, to throw off surveillance, did my normal, blitz, sneak, attack, to my camp, without being noticed, but I had surveillance on me, but the surveillance, was parked, just back enough, that I could see, him/her, or their vehicle, but they could NOT SEE ME!  LOL!  Rule #1, make sure you can see the subject?  LOL!  Who taught you, Shelley?  Kay?  Brett?  Kennedy?  Rachel, god forbid?  LOL!  No, you need to see me, if I can't see you, you can't see me!  LOL!  So, being there early was critical, because, I scoped out the site, from bus, got off, a different place, walked back alleys, and came through in a way to see, what, I was up against1  I am strategic, smart, patient, cautious for the most part, but I WAS FUCKING TIRED!

STING OP CONFIRMED, COP, "U" TURN IN FRONT OF ME, AFTER THEY BLEW IT, FLOODLIGHTS IN MY LOCATION, SO PLAYING TO THE SKY COPS, SO FEDS INVOLVED!

I trust God's intel, perfectly, but, at times, I doubt, my own, inconvenience and not necessarily my ability to read what is going on, but, my desire to follow what God is telling me, or what I need to do to avoid danger!  So, last night, even fully aware, of the danger, the stake out, and the risk, I needed sleep, a rare night, can go forever, but, two weeks of relentless pursuit, as planned, going after me at the Pov. on the streets, and at my camp, without stopping, going on sleep deprivation, a torture tool, with them hoping, they could just wear me down, and they were coming close, although, I was spent by early afternoon, I got a second wind, when I realized, for a third night in a row, the Pov. was not safe!, I got a second wind, generally music will help, liven my spirits and drive me on, as it did, last night.  So, I am sound asleep, and from the direction of the surveillance vehicle, a sheriff came rolling into my tramp camp, in my dream, and that was the end of the dream.  That didn't move me, so, waking from a sound sleep, right again, like the day before, I awoke, not at 3:01 AM, but, 3:04 . . . symbolic of the sheriffs, if not all cops, who know these women, and don't know me from jack, other than, what some ex-lover or jealous sister, friend, or attorney, choses to say, about me! but, the time indicated, that they are for the four women, claiming to be me!  Shelley, Kay, Rachel and Sue, are the main ones!

I was pissed a groggy, but, the threat of the surveillance and stake out, was glaring me in the face and the dream of the sheriff, making the threat of a sting op and who knows what, a reality.  The day before, I was able, due to the sting op being at the POV, to stay in my vehicle, warm for a while, but, last night, fuck no!  I put my shoes on, got ready and busted a move, got the fuck out, before something real happened, oh, and again, I felt the sting, of God, saying, stay warm if you want, but, you are in the middle of the fucking sting op, that you are not going to like the outcome to!  I MOVED!  LOL!  I walked passed an undercover cops, I just typed, gop, or GOP, so no surprise, GOP, or the Republicans are behind this, my family, is all Republicans, as are the Mormon cops, FBI director, James Comey is, and the whole fucking state of Utah and half or more of MONTANA is!  Remember, the three things cops never do? one was vote Democrat, and with Hillary, they are even less likely, for the Donald, regardless of who incredibily fucked up the man and his lack of policies are, simply saying, he is the law and order candidate, and a man, with a hot wife, is enough, stupid wife, is fine, ugly, no way!  LOL! 

Anyway, some dude, is just sitting, on the curb, near Fresh Market, the street above it, where I am likely to walk, to catch the 5:40 bus, #11, each morning for my ride around the town, to watch the city wake up and to think about my blog, and read the newspaper!  So, a pretty safe place, other than, I generally, go down the ramp, for Fresh Market, and probably surprised the dude!  LOL!  I wanted to relish in the discarded, looking like someone was pissed and tossed them, right where the SUV the cops towed away was, and laugh, as I did, entertaining the vision of what, the cops might have done, seeing, my blog from yesterday, and the exposer of their secret second cop shop, serving the mob, wearing MISSOULA COLORS AND MARKINGS!  Making a bad name for the real cops!  The dude, who would have seen me, and not me see him, was probably surprised, and either ratted me out to the cops, who were planning to raid my tramp camp, or surveillance did?  So, I was afraid, that, the black homeless dude, who was camped sleeping the day before, was at the bus shelter, where I wanted to get a bit of more, shut eye, might be, so, I went over across the street, when I could see the other shelter, appeared to be empty, and I put on my make-up, and by this time was not too tired, but . . . so, I notice this city police car, coming down the street, being glad I left, when I did!

I am not thinking anything, other than, I hope this asshole doesn't test the LAW ON VEGRANCY and I am fully awake, and putting on my make-up for the day, and there was a handy, bus schedule someone left, sitting next to me, and I could just say, I could not sleep, so I decided to get an early start on the day, and I was just waiting for the 5:40 bus, only being about 4:00 AM by this time.  But, to my surprise and not so surprise, the cop, pulls a "U" turn, right where I am sitting, right in front of me, and does a quick turn around, and he heads to the parking lot of the Fresh Market, drives through that, and when he gets parallel with me again, he takes out his FLOODLIGHTS and shines them right on me!  That was a tell tale sign, that, sure as shit, there was a sting op, and I probably missed it by minutes, up at my tramp camp, foiling the cops, yet another time, 1001 attempt my win, o wins for the cops!  LOL!  But, he was playing to the sky, by the symbolic moves, the "U" turn, and the floodlights, letting someone know, exactly where I was and who I AM!  See, they have no problem, knowingly and intentionally, harassing the blogger, ME and she is JOANN S. SECRIST AND THEY DAMNED WELL KNOW IT, so covering up for the FRAUDS!  In the next few minutes, a sheriff went by, and so, YEAH, there was a plan, in place, and they were pissed and once again, GOD DIRECTED MY PATHS, NOT LEAVING ME ALONE!

THERE IS A CONCERTED EFFORT, TO FORCE ME ON THE STREETS, WHETHER, KEEPING ME FROM THE POV. OR FROM A SAFE PLACE . . . HOW IS THIS FOR "SERVING AND PROTECTING" THE MOB?  I DON'T DARE GET AN APARTMENT, IF I COULD GET ONE, THAT WAS, NOT CONTROLLED BY THE MOB, EVEN CHANGING WHO I TALK TO AND THE ADDRESSES, WITH A CLONED PHONE, OR WATCHING MY CRAIGSLIST INQUIRES!  SO, THE POV. IS OUT, THE STREETS ARE FROUGHT WITH PROWLERS AND PREDATOR COPS, NO MATTER THE CITY, SO?  WHAT IS A GIRL TO DO?  FUCK YOU, BEAT YOU AGAIN!

LOL!  I LOVE THIS SHIT, DON'T PLAN ON ME BACKING DOWN, OR WEARING OUT!  IT IS NOT IN MY BONES, HEART, AND I FUCKING DIG BEATING YOUR ASSES AND MAKING YOU THE FOOLS OF THE WORLD!  LOL!  I AM SURE THEY WILL TRY AGAIN TONIGHT!  GOT TO PROTECT THOSE BOOBS, ASSETS, AND THE MONEY, SO IT GOES INTO FOREIGN HANDS, NOT THE SECRIST FAMILY FORTUNE, BECAUSE SHE IS NOT GOING TO GIVE TO THE POLICE MAN'S BALL!  LOL!  WHAT THE FUCK HAVE YOU DONE FOR ME?  I KNOW WHAT YOU HAVE NOT DONE . . . SERVED AND PROTECTED!

MOB FUCKS . . . GOIN' FOR BUCKS!

LET'S GO BANANAS! RIDING THE FRINGE OF TIME. OUR LIFESTYLE IS THREATENED! THE PLAYFUL CITY? OR A COVER CITY FOR THE MOB? NEW COPPER KINGS, TIMBER KINGS, WATER KINGS, COAL KINGS. DO WE HAVE CLONE MISSOULA POLICE DEPARTMENT? ONE IN THE CITY; ONE OUT HIDDEN IN THE FRIEGHT AND TRAIN YARDS? CIRCLE SQUARE, SECOND HAND. PARK PLACE FLATS! SECRET SECONDS . . . TWO STING OPS AT THE POVERLLO CENTER, COPS TO THE LEFT OF ME, COPS TO THE RIGHT, STUCK HERE IN THE MIDDLE WITH YOU! IS THERE A SECRET SECOND POLICE DEPARTMENT WHO ANSWERS AND PROTECTS THE MORMONS, MOBSTERS AND MEN IN BLACK, BLUE, BROWN, AND WHATEVER? ARE THESE 20 OR SO, COP CARS, MORE THAN ARE SEEN DOWNTOWN, WHERE EVERYONE THINGS THE MPD HANGS OUT, NEAR THE BUS TERMIALS, THE ONES CHASING, HARASSING AND INTIMIDATING ME? ARE THEY ON THE POLICE HOME PAGE, SO WE KNOW WHO TO HOLD RESPONSIBLE? ARE THEY PAID BY THE TAX PAYERS, OR SOME SECRET, FUND, LAUNDERED AND CLEANED THROUGH, OTHER CHANNELS? MAYBE I AM FULL OF SHIT, BUT, I FOR ONE, LIKE TO KNOW THE LAY OF THE LAND, AND ONE OF THE POINTS OF INTEREST TO ME, IS WHERE THE COP SHOPS ARE, IN EACH TOWN, I FREQUENT . . . FOR SOMEONE LIKE ME, WHO IS UP ON COP SHIT, AND DOWN ON COPS SHIT ALL THE TIME, THIS SECOND DEPARTMENT, BURED IN THE TRACKS, IN THE MIDDLE OF FUCKING NOWHERE, IS A MYSTERY TO ME, IS IT TO YOU? AS CITIZENS, WE OUGHT TO KNOW THESE THINGS! DIRTY COPS AND FORMER COPS, TRAINED IN EVIDENCE GATHERING, TACTICAL EQUIPMENT, WITH KNOWLEDGE OF FIREARMS, AND OTHER WEAPONS, CAN BE FORMIDABLE FOES AND ENEMIES, IF THERE IS NOT TOTAL ALLEGIANCE TO SERVE AND PROTECT, THE CITIZENS WHO PAY THEIR SALARIES, TO DO JUST THAT! FBI FILES: "SHATTERED SHIELD" . . . ARE OURS STILL IN TACT? ME ASIDE, FOR THE AVERAGE CITIZEN, WHO DEPENDS, RELIES, AND BELIEVES IN YOU, IS YOUR BADGE ONE OF PRIDE OR ONE OF SHAME? ONLY YOU CAN DECIDE . . .

Officers Who Hid Behind the "Shattered Shield" Became Enforcers For the Drug Cartel, New Orleans, 1980's

DANGER ON THE STREETS, NO ONE STANDING WATCH!

You know, it is interesting to me, to watch some of these old time cases, stories and episodes, because, almost without exception, the cops, follow constitutional guidelines, from serving warrants, to obtaining evidence, through search and seizures, which is refreshing and notable, reminding me what we have lost with the Patriot Act, giving cops the right, almost, to go into a person's home, his or her castle, without a warrant, opening the door to corruption, planting evidence against a person a cop doesn't like, or whom is a witness to a case, or whatever, it is a license to steal, to go in and take what you want, and it gives too much temptation to law enforcement, if you can call them that, any more, seeing, my 93 year old neighbor, who sits on her front porch, for hours on end, watched, my house, in Parowan, Utah, because that is all she can look at, straight across the street from her arm chair, but she told me, while I was in court, or on the road, or in Montana, cops came in my house at least 6 times without me knowing, without warrants, without any reason, and on the sly!  I went from a 5,000 square foot home, that was illegally, unconstitutionally and unlawfully, outright criminally taken by judges, prosecutors and cops, going to a 3,000 square foot home, leaving me, with a big home, alone, and while I was remodeling my Parowan, home, after getting my St. George home stolen, I would sleep up in the upstairs bedroom, on several occasions, I would go to get in my purse, that I generally hung on a kitchen chair at night, only to find that my flash drives containing all my cases, briefs, notes, and emails, of import, were missing, and then several days later the same device would show up again.  Or, when I would go to get in my truck, in the morning, I would notice that, the dead bolt, to my back door, was not, in the hole . . . at my other home, I had DVD's of evidence taken, my law office, French doors, not in their bolted position on the floor, in the wood!

My $56.7 million lawsuit, against Iron County, for corruption, running deep and fast, the most corrupt county in the country at the time I filed suit, or maybe because the national news got a hold of my lawsuit, could read the amount of license that was taken by cops, like three narcotics task force members, breaking in my clients, house, fucking planting 51 pieces of felony evidence against him, with us catching three cops, McIntyre, Fritz and Lee on tape recorder, hidden in the chandelier!  Those charges could have locked my innocent client, who was friends with some one the county attorney had issues with, who was studying to be a private investigators, and helping several of the locals with their cases, and therefore, guilty of associations!  During the trial, one of the cops told my client in jail, that, his biggest crime, was being the boyfriend of Haylee Cheeks!  So, to get Shane Clark's full cooperation, with cops and prosecutors, trying to get at her and another plaintiff in the civil rights suit, Travis Braun, they were leaning hard on someone who did nothing wrong, but now was facing charges that would ruin his life!  This type of brute force, is nothing more than criminal acts, committed by the police officers!  And the county attorney, not me, the civil rights attorney, should have charged the fuckers with the crimes of forceful entry, breaking and entering, trespass, etc., just like they would ANY other citizen, if not throwing the spaghetti bowl at the wall, and seeing what sticks!

Don't Shatter the Innocence and Trust We the People Have or Should Have in LAW ENFORCEMENT!

Ninety-eight percent of the American people, and rightfully so, believe in and expect to have their civil and constitutional rights not only respected, but protected by LAW ENFORCEMENT that is getting to be an oxymoron, these days, meaning the exact opposite of what that suggests, just like that bull shit, PATRIOT ACT, I refer to as the UNPATRIOT ACT!  The Bill of Rights, and other constitutional and statutory protections, are one of the main reasons for a government and law enforcement, with sheriffs being the oldest paid law enforcement officers, paid to protect, people's property and homes, while they were away and could not do so themselves, thus today we still see remnants of this in sheriffs being the legal entity to handle executions on property, or dealing with property issues, it is historical!  To have a well ordered society, there has to be a set of laws, that both the governed and the government, agree to as a bottom denominator of rules of engagement, to live by peacefully.  When one side or the other, of that equation, deviates, either citizens or cops, leave the expected, laws and rules of society, there is trouble!  There are differences between terrorists and citizens, and those rights, protections, privileges, attach, with citizens, when interfacing with cops!

Cops can lie in furtherance of criminal investigations; however, they cannot lie, and commit CRIMES THEMSELVES, they are officers of the courts, of the law, and to serve and protect . . . we cannot, have a decent society, that has no rules, laws in the heads of judges, justice on the streets with cops being judge, jury and executioners, skipping, due process and equal protection, pressuring legally trained prosecutors, the gatekeepers to justice, to either prosecute or decline to prosecute based on the training of law enforcement, a rudimentary at best, understanding of the laws, with no law school training, or criminal procedure understanding!  Judges, likewise are not the hired guns for the prosecution, nor is the state crime lab, entitled to lie or prosecutors or to doctor evidence in their favor!  IT JUST DOEESN'T WORK THAT WAY IN AMERICA!

SHATTERED SHIELDS ARE BADGES OF DISHONOR

In this particular, FBI FILES, the scene is set in New Orleans, at the beginning of the war on drugs, when cocaine was king and the streets, were flush with case from drug cartels and just before drug interdiction efforts started.  Believe it or not with the turf battles and drug dealers, and war lords of the drug cartels, started, to protect themselves from, other dealers and those in the drug trade, they turned to law enforcement to protect them!  LOL!  However, in the Big Easy, the cops, were also, protecting dealers from the very citizens, they were sworn to protect, and eventually, the cops, turned predatory, and started to steal from the drug dealers, much like dirty cops in New York and Chicago, paid to protect store owners, taking money under the table, or let the citizens store owners protect themselves, without the aid and assistance of law enforcement, who extracted high prices for their services, and were brutally cruel when they didn't get their expected pay out, as they started to do with the drug dealers, being even more predatory and deadly, than the dealers, cartels, themselves, as we will see in this FBI sting op, with a drug dealers, being ruffed up by two city cops, Davis and Williams, extorting $10,000 to protect him, and in payment for services already rendered!  The dealer, turned confidential informant, and started working with the feds, to take down the ring of dirty cops!  And this was on the eve of the city, just hiring a new, police chief, from outside the city, not connected, nor influenced by locals, being brought in from Washington, D.C., with a very symbolic name, Richard Pennington . . . eventually there were about 60 police officers, fired, tried, and convicted, on corruption, sending, I believe about 7 or 8 to prison, with the ring leader, Davis, originally being charged with murder and given the death penalty, later commuted to life in prison . . . is it worth it?

Mind you, from what I have seen, and witnessed, not only from dealings with the FBI, or having watched, their show, that, what was bad, will only get worse, with the feds, creating a scenario, that, may have involved, 2 dirty cops, but working with the CI, and bringing in an undercover, alleged, big time drug dealers, pushing the circle of drugs to be protected, thus, engaging the original targets of the investigation, expanding, it to the point, that, due to heavy drug trafficking, or alleged, trafficking and shipments, often using fake cash and drugs, with undercover agents, delivering the shipment, taking a dirty circle of cops, to the extreme, with supply and demand, came more cops, making them dirty as they helped with these larger and more lucrative deals, casting a wide net, and being fishers of men and cops, catching probably more than, had originally been involved, but, seeing who else in the department was prone to corruption, and there were PLENTY OF TAKERS!  The cops, who endured, the heat of the New Orleans, summer, watching the drug transactions and transfers, sat in their old time squad cars, later, demanding, a van with air conditioning, later, the cops allegedly watching the warehouse and drugs, got board, so they hired prostitutes, and their charges, went up and up, with the feds, providing the van, fully loaded with surveillance, eavesdropping equipment and highly technical, audio devices, catching even the sex acts on tape!  LOL!  If there is smoke the feds, will fuel the fire, until there is no question of your involvement, going for the full Monty, until you are left naked, gutted and bludgeoned, as they did, with even these sophisticated cops, who should have known, better, but, trusted the undercover, king pin drug lord, shocked and betrayed when he smiled, gotcha, smile, your on candid camera!  LOL!  The rings of dirty cops just kept growing! and so did the charges!

CITIZEN TEEN VS. DRUG DEALER, COPS GUARDING THE DEALERS!

In one incident, a teen, buying drugs from the protected dealer, gets into an altercation with the dealer, over price and quality, and the cops, Williams and Davis, nearly beat the teen to death, who happened to be living with his aunt, who saw the cop beating her nephew, and she decided to press charges, sick and tired of the cops, she filed a complaint against them, so, what did the cops do, they hired a hit man, and within days, the aunt was murdered.  All this was caught on tape, but the dirty cops, used, police codes, that were unfamiliar to the feds, and they could not decipher the code name for murder, or hit, and it was not until the woman was dead, that they realized, what the code words meant, and they were sick, that this brave woman, who SHOULD HAVE BEEN THE ONE PROTECTED BY THE COPS, WAS ACTUALLY THE VICTIM OF THE COPS, AND THE COPS SHOULD HAVE GONE AFTER THE DRUG DEALER, NOT HER NEPHEW!  But, they got it all on tape, and were able to get Davis on murder, for hiring the hit man, to kill the women who turned in the complaint against him and his partner!

This is just not an example of the way a WELL ORDERED SOCIETY WORKS!  My interests are not to sue cops, but to educate them, and teach them how it is suppose to be.  Many post 9/11 hirees, while having taken the oath of officers acting under color of law, don't even remember, that they took an oath of preserving, defending and protecting the Constitution, and when they get down and dirty in the department, learning the nuts and bolts of law enforcement, many are just taught, Patriot Act, shit, and they are not protected, immune, nor defended, without following well established laws, and policies.  If they follow, the laws that all have to have roots in the Constitution, or they are void, plus do what the department policy was in a particular situation, they will be protected, and immune from prosecution! if they do not, and follow, law that is applicable to terrorists, with definitions that, don't fit the citizen, in anyway, shape or form, they are just looking for trouble!  The Patriot Act has only been around for 16 years, do you seriously think, you are going to overcome, the United States Constitution, that has been around, true, tried and tested, for fucking 230 years?  Get serious, and ask each of the officers charged, for murder, what the first thing, they were GLAD they had, when arrested? the U.S. CONSTITUTIONAL RIGHTS, the same ones they DENIED THE DEAD!!!!!!!

ONE BAD APPLE CAN SPOIL THE WHOLE BUSHEL!

When I graduated from law school, in 1993, and took an oath as an office of the court, and member of the Utah State Bar, getting a job, with the Utah Prosecution Council, in the Criminal Enforcement Division of the Utah Attorney Generals Office, and as an assistant attorney general, I was paid, a mere $32,000 per year.  I had to repay, $500 per month, and that was a diversion, on my law school loans!  I am still paying on those loans, out of social security, of jack shit, since, being, brutally, forced by law enforcement, prosecutors and judges, out of the state of Utah, and chased, since the day, I was sworn into the United States Supreme Court Bar . . . I have never, compromised, thought, I needed incentives to do my job, and my daughter, just out of the Navy, worked for IBM, making as much money as her lawyer mother!   She had no degree, so this, we need more money, or we need an incentive, or we don't make enough, therefore, we are entitled to make money on the side, or get paid to do our fucking job, taking drugs off the streets, is pure bull shit to me!  Hell, the city attorneys, got paid more than we did, in fact the attorney general, did a study and had to go to the legislature and ask that our salaries be brought in range of city prosecutors, who were making more!  That is the proper route, to take when going after more money for cops, not stealing property, taking money from bad actors, the mob, or feeling a sense of entitlement, that we deserve more!

The money is not for nothing and the chicks are not free, and you are not entitled, afforded the right, to operate outside the law, to get more money, you switch jobs! or fight the city council, tax payers, or legislators like everyone else, to get a raise!  No one is indispensable, when the 5 officers were shot in Dallas, Texas, a month or so ago, Chief, David Brown, who also cleaned house, and fired, 70 officers, before this happened, told the Black Lives Matters, protesters the officers were protecting, just doing their jobs, to stop, protesting, and fill out an application, for the now vacant 5 openings . . . within a week, there were over I believe, like 5,000 applications! with people seeing and knowing, exactly what they are getting into!  There is a lot of respect, credibility, and trust that goes with wearing the badge, and hopefully a badge of honor, with officer put in the halls of fame, not badges of disgrace and put in the halls of shame!  The job, I brag about most, is not, the one I was paid the most for, but the one connected with law enforcement!  There are plenty of perks, power and privileges, that go with being cops, attorneys, judges, and sometimes, in fact, most of the time, we are in that area of practice, at least I was, for the power, not the money!  As, I travelled around the state of Utah, training, educating, teaching, writing, for the attorney generals office, it was almost like, people would roll out the red carpet for you!  I didn't need that, but, there was a lot of respect, and along with that, was the responsibility to conduct myself in that office, in a trust worthy and dignified manner, doing all I could to further the interests of justice and honor for the law, and all that it can do for good, to hold that sacred place, and keep it in good standing for the people I SERVED, and I have always, seen my license as, a LICENSE to SERVE!

JESUS CHRIST, AFTER HE CLEANED AND ANNOINTED THE FEET OF HIS DISCIPLES, SAID: "HE WHO IS GREATEST AMONG YOU, IS YOUR SERVANT!"

Let Us All, Rise to the Positions, Callings, and Jobs, We Are Raised to Serve In, Doing So With Nobility, Virtue, Integrity, Pride and Humility!

Signing off, from JoAnn's School of Excellence, reporting from the Break Espresso Cafe', located on Higgins Street, in Missoula, Montana, 9:49 AM, Mountain Time.  Oh, I checked the sign, advertising the Maverick Brewfest, to be held, September 9, 2016, Caras Park, Draught Brewery, along with others will sponsor the event!

THE END OF SUMMER IS COMING, ENJOY!

P.S., I forgot the best part of the story, about, New Orlean's finest, the 8 to 10 cops who were the ring leaders in the case, started to get suspicious of J.J., the undercover, FBI agent, playing the drug king pin, so they started to plot to kill him, and take over his drug trade business!  Nice.

SEX FUELED, PLAYBOY MANSON-LIKE CULT! BAIT & TACKLE! TOTAL TAKE OUT! ANATOMY OF A MURDER. TROUT MADNESS. WHITEFISH LAUGHING. THE DIVINE SECRETS OF THE YA YA SISTERHOOD. THE ROAD TO SPLENDOR. DEAD IN THE FAMILY. BIG GAMES. BIG FUN. ONE BIG FAMILY (150 CPA, LAWYER, TEACHER, PROFESSOR, DOCTOR, ETC.; YOU CAN TELL THE CHARACTER OF THE PERSON BY THE SIZE AND CALIBUR OF THEIR ENEMIES! LOL!) KINGDOM BUILDERS (UK). WE ARE GOOD--WHITE FORD RANGER. I WOULD EXPECT NO LESS! SCIENCE OF OUR WORLD. WARCRAFT. KINGDOMS WILL BURN. THE VALUE OF ROOM TO RUN! BEHIND EVERY PROJECT IS TRUE VALUE. FBI FILES: THE UNABOMBER OR UNIVERSITY BOMBER, TED KACZYNSKI, AN ANALOGOUS COMPARISON, BETWEEN BRETT TODD STUART/STEWART, SUPER HUSTLER, AND KACZYNSKI: (1) ECCENTRIC HERMIT; (2) MANIFESTOS; (3) THE DANGER OF THE LEFTISM; (4) COOL HEADED LOGICIANS; (5) A CABIN OR STRAW BALE HOUSE, A GOLDMINE OF EVIDENCE; (6) DAMMING EVIDENCE; AND (7) "K" IS FOR KILLERS! FISKARS ACTORS. GO BIG. KIDS' FOOTLOCKER . . . WE ARE GOOD! BILLION DOLLARS TO TEXAS SCHOOLS, THANKS TO YOU!

ERIE SIMILARITIES . . . BETWEEN TWO COOL LOGICIANS!

TED KACZYNSKI or THE UNABOMBER . . . THROUGH THE EYES OF A KILLER

• smart, reclusive child, into the world of science, graduated early from high school, if I remember, he entered college, Harvard at age, like 16, graduated in 3 years, went on to get a Ph.D, and become a very young professor, which turned out to be beyond him, socially
• in reaction to the world of science and technology, he had been immersed in for all these years of schooling and some teaching, Ted, moved to Lincoln County, Montana, built a small cabin with no running water or electricity, living the life, he valued, one without technology, the eccentric hermit, then proceeded to live out the word he believed in, simple, growing a garden and hunting for his food, living alone with little interaction with the real world outside the mountains and forest, except for a daily trip on his bike to the library, where he read and perfected his ideologies and philosophies of the world, he thought we all should be living in
• the more reclusive and into his own head, he became, he started to plan his revenge on the modern world of technology, by going after nationally and world renowned, professors of technology and science, writing his thoughts and ideas, on a manual typewriter, and studying how to make bombs, that he later would use on men of science and technology, to become the grim reaper of the technological world
• it took the FBI, 17 years, to finally catch, this evil genius, who taunted and alluded authorities, over this time period, finally writing up his Manifesto: The Danger of the Leftism, telling various newspapers and magazines if they published his manifesto, that he would refrain from bombing any more people . . . the FBI, decided to publish this 28 page dissertation on his philosophies of life, in hopes that, not only would he, stop the killing, but, his writings would be recognized by someone who knew of his thoughts and ideas, and would turn him into authorities
• his brother, David, read the manifesto and recognized it, a bit as his brother's own ideas, and he dreaded the thoughts that, it was his brother, who was actually, the Unabomber, that had killed, I believe it was, 11 people, by delivering deadly bombs to them, in the form of books, packages, and special delivery, only to explode, killing the person who was unfortunate enough to unwrap the packages, sometimes even decapitating his target!  David has an earlier writing of his brother's, and he compared the writing and ideas, and with few exceptions, his earlier writings were almost identical in thought and content!  He eventually turned his brother in, and authorities, dressed as like Park Rangers, approached Ted's remote cabin, and asked him, to show them something on a map, and when he turned around, the FBI arrested him
• David and his family showed up for court, when Kaczynski was tried, but he refused to look at them, he was charged with the murders of 10 people, in federal court, and later, charged with the murder of another person in state court . . . he was convinced and sentenced to life and then some, if I recall, I don't think he was executed?  They didn't say, and I can't remember, but I don't think so?

BRETT TODD STUART/STEWART, THE CHARMING AMERICAN PSYCHOPATH

• contrary to Kaczynski, Brett, who came from, divorced parents, by the age of 2 years, was no scholar in school, said he was part of the parking lot gang in high school, went on to some college, and didn't do great; however, he was an avid readers, expanding his knowledge of the world, through, years of reading, National Geographic, and delving into issues, like weather modification and control, also, taken with the philosophies, of men, who wanted to take over the world, through tyrannical, despotic, terror and control, dealing in racial cleansing and purity, fringe sciences, and development of a police state, looking at the regimes of Hitler, Mussolini, and Stalin, leaning more and more toward, socialism and communism
• again, contrary to Ted, he adhered to both science and technology, while living, a very simple and hermit like life, at least by the time I met him . . . he was living on family property, in Mt. Sterling, Utah, on 23 acres, that he loved and had been in his family for generations, even with the street being named after the Stuarts or the Wellsville spelling, Stewarts, we went by the first one.  Brett took, one of the horse sheds, and was turning  it into a straw bale home, living there alone with his dog, Budgy, often being so cold, that he had this mangy dog, sleep in bed with him, to keep him warm, while, he changed the place as he could afford to do things, all the time, reading and using, ideas of living green, living off nature as much as possible, collecting rain water, using water from a pump, bringing it into the barn/house, through nothing more than a garden hose, with a small amount of wired in electricity, that would not handle more than a few, light bulbs.  There were other sheds and shacks on the property, that made the place look, almost abandoned and inhabitable, and when, Kay and her original partner, Bruce Bugsby, a professor of biology at Utah State University, rode their bikes out, to visit, they thought, nobody could live there, called in Little Tijuana!  The property of the Stuarts, was at the end of the county road, and next to 2,000 acres of Mormon church farm land, with only a few houses in the whole valley at the time I was there, and Brett had been there for some time before, I came along, his previous girlfriends, refused to ever come out and stay at the place; I however, loved the country, and was fascinated when he told me he lived on a family farm, thinking, that, there was a house, and barns, not that he was living in a barn!
• Brett like Ted, made regular trips to the public library, and he always came home loaded with books, not popular reading or recent new releases, but books that he would learn something more about the world around him, and unlike, Kaczynski, Brett was very talkative and argumentative, especially about things like 9/11, very pro allowing the government, the TSA, to search trunks of cars, and doing whatever they wanted, at the airports, anything for safety, also, very invasive of civil rights, which to me, was his downfall, in this bad ass con law chick's mind, even when, I still, was basically, in love with him, this one thing, may have been the pivotal point, in our relationship, because, to me, your rights, end at the end of your nose, and what is mine, is mine and what is yours is yours, and there seemed to more and more of a conflict, on personal ideologies and especially, with his notions of the ECK religion, that you are me and I am you!  FUCK NO!  But, in spite of our growing differences, I believe that Brett, who had no dated, Mormons, before, me his first, enjoyed a certain acceptance from his very Mormon family and extended family, with me as his wife, in addition, to the fact that I had been an attorney, there seemed to be a growing acceptance, not only in his family, but, I introduced Brett to a whole new level of women, my family, and I think, that started to give him ideas, of grander things that he had been used to, that is if he didn't already know, Shelley and Kay, but, I am just telling you, what and how, he presented himself to me, without, the knowledge and hindsight.  In essence, it was through, me, that, I believe, Brett, who had been very reclusive, except for being with a girlfriend, yet, very insecure, always dating, professional women, two previous women, were, professors of drama, at USU, would only go into town, like every other week, so, twice a month, we would go to the library, to the store, to do our laundry and the rest of the time, we were out on the farm, with him, doing everything for me, cooking, cleaning, fixing things, etc.  As, I started to heal, he started to try to control me, and he started expecting more of me, and I was, getting back to the attorney me, and my house was always clean, therefore, I never needed to do dishes, ate out, nor did, I move things around . . . as he met, Kay, Shelley, I think, he started to expand his options, and grew in confidence, that, it was his choice, not mine, if he wanted to stay with me, when, I decided, I didn't want him!  And left him . . . the consequences of history and change.  I believe, he got me, at a vulnerable time, and he was vulnerable, due to circumstances, and as we grew and healed, we became more and more ourselves and we were NOT ALIKE!  Brett also said, that, had I known him, in high school, I would never have looked at him twice, so there was some background there, that, I didn't know?
• Brett, claimed, that, while his sisters, were taken under the wing of the Mormon Church, he was allegedly beat up by the Bishop's son, driving him, far from the reaches of the church, having little contact with it, and surely not dating women who were Mormon; however, he was very close to his grandparents, who were active Mormons, and at the time, me and Brett met, his mother had just been reactivated.  I do think, as Brett, gained, notoriety through me, with cops, he saw, that, my background and history as an assistant attorney general, brought him security and acceptance by law enforcement too!  I do believe, however, that there was latent, misgivings for both, the church and cops, and some sort of maneuvering and manipulating, both entities, once, he gained access to money!  There may have been subconscious revenge and latent anger, that allowed, Brett to use and control, through, a new found charm, that all psychopaths, seem to have, to, use Elliot's money, from his music, once he hooked up with Shelley, and Kay, with Shelley, Isaac and Jesse, already stealing, and marketing the Bandit CD's on the black market and in grunge elements of the underbelly of the heavy metal world, so Brett, just had to come in and be the fire starter, that lit the powder keg, turning previously, even negative traits, into, positive ones, predatory on women, cut throat, remorseless, shameless, new found avenues of greed and power, being very high energy, to go about, teaming with the devious maids, Kay and Shelley, that expanded into the whole fucking Southwick family!
• I believe, Brett, somewhat crisscrossed, Kaczynski, in a way, yet, duplicating, much of the same, territory, but through, the exact opposite means, both, venturing into their personal ideologies and philosophies . . . while Ted, started out, very bright, with a promising future in front of him, only to end up, incapable of pulling things off in the real world, with his reclusive personality, Brett on the other hand, started out the hermit, living off the land, but once he got a taste of something new, money, prestige and fame, he crossed the barriers and used the stolen treasures, as a means to, once rich and accepted, using his narcissism, psychopathologies and sociopathic tendencies, to his favor, rather, than, using them in totally, anti-social ways, like serial killing of women, runaways, prostitutes, claiming to be the Iceman, or a hit man for the mafia, he, turned, ZZ Tops, well dressed man, able to morph into the man who knew what women want, dressing and acting the part, learning that through, me, he was protected from the cops views, and with a Mormon girl, gained acceptance of the church, Kay, giving access to neither of those, which in turn, put him, in connection with my family, who substituted me for Kay, with money, and influence, breaking down, doors in law enforcement, through, my name, and resume, legal feats and triumphs over cops and prosecutors, to make his way in that world, and that is why he needed Kay to be me, because a torts attorney, and the name Kay, didn't go far, in the cop world, once an insider in the Mormon community, he gained access to the connections to the FBI and CIA, who are for the most part, Mormon!  While Kaczynski, went downhill into being the eccentric hermit, Brett the eccentric hermit, crawled out of his shell, and blossomed, in ways, he never thought possible . . . money corrects a lot of flaws! covers a lot of sins, and hides a lot of crimes, even murder!  While I at the time, waiting to die, didn't see much value, in myself, I never dreamed, in a million years, that, my name, my resume, credentials, awards, and history, not to mention, reputation as an attorney, was in peril!  But, I don't have a criminal mind!
•  Kaczynski, murdered 11 people, there are 26 people, who were murdered in connection with my cases, once I started to practice, again, about, 5 years after I left Brett, thinking, my association was done with him, other than to thank him, for helping me, taking care of me, and in some ways, healing me, but, as I started to become a new rising star on the legal horizon, Kay, whom, Brett was with, started to diminish, because, the REAL, JoAnn S. Secrist, J.D., was back in motion, and rising hard and fast! putting Kay and Shelley back, in their previous positions, although, now, teaming with many others, including, my old enemies, who would prefer, Shelley, Kay, Rachel, anyone but ME,, to deal with, siding with the bandits, liars and thieves, now with new fodder to take me down again, like being #2 in the nation for civil rights defense and having $700 worth of cases against the government!  My question, is, if Brett, claims to be, the ICEMAN, then, as a hit man for the mafia, the Mormon, Mob, MIB, super mafia, drowning in new found cash, power, perks, and access, did he kill, all my suitors? clients? and associates, still threatening those who would help me and expose the truth, of the stolen identity, or, is there, this oath of silence, that, better the greater good for the most amount of people, than one family getting all?   Do, I think, Brett is capable of murder?  YES, he so much as told me he was!  One man striking out against the world that harmed him, and the other, striking out, against anyone who threatened this new identity of power and elitism, while furthering his personal ideologies along the lines of Hitler, Mussolini, and Stalin, or the fascist right, alt-right, putting him, in, monetarily, in the arenas with Mitt Romney, Trump, Republicans, who tend to defend the Patriot Act, then giving, cops, Brett, and others the authorization to be the man that can!  Where Ted, became the dredge of society, Brett, doing the same thing, with the right Party, church, and wife, rock star son, rolled in circles, that he NEVER could have, even with Kay the attorney wife, but without my credibility and sons, music prestige!  Now the rich and famous, overnight!  Brett is the smiling fascist, using my name and history, of fighting for the Constitution, to cover, his totalitarian, fascist ideas and thoughts of a military coupe, using the Mormon CIA, with a corner on languages and jobs in the top intelligence arms, working with, the military, seeing, that even, Panetta, former CIA director and Patraeus, former general over Afghanistan and Iraq, switched places, almost making the two entities one, in this new, Poppy Bush, order, subjugating, the President, Congress, the Pentagon, FBI, Supreme Court, and the U.S. Constitution, under the CIA/military complex!  Kaczynski was no charmer, but he was a ruthless cool logician, as was Brett!  Ted used, fear and terror to promote his ideas, and Brett, also, did away with anyone, who helped me, in  my fight, to keep the Constitution, the Supreme Law of the Land, stopping the new order, the Bushites, the CIA and military, putting the ball and chain, not only on cops, but on, those branches of the government, that are, under the Constitution, subjected to Congressional oversight, and budgetary controls and confinement!
• it is not hard for me, to see the extreme influence, Brett, already stepped in Hitlerian tactics, watching the influence, outright war, and battle between, the right, represented by the Bushes, and their militarized cops, and me, always faithful to my oath, to the United States Constitution, to preserve, defend and protect that document that thwarts, the new order, stopping it in its tracks; therefore, what may have been a sexual preference, became lifeblood, to the movement, to destroy America as we know it, curtail the powers and influences of the Constitution, using MY name recognition, to make cops, prosecutors and judges, who had heard of me, gaining ear, and moving them, far to the right, to tanks, militarized vehicles, surveillance, warrantless searches and carte blanche powers of law enforcement, or the private standing armies, that were to rule our streets, through Marshal Law!  NO thanks!  Stewart's Bliss, is JoAnn Going Down, two movies, communicating with the troops, to speak without speaking, through symbolic movies, books, colors and everything!
• Ted Kaczynski, was a terrorist to the technological world, and Brett, of the same bent, is a threat and terrorist, to America as we know it!  Recently, some investigative journalists and reporters, looked into the buildings that, the alleged Billionaire, Donald J. Trump, has his names on, making it look, like he owns them, and they could NOT find the real owners of the buildings, with Trump a cover, for money laundering, the New York crime families, who dreamed back in 1985, of having a presidential candidate one day, with the same people behind, Trump as were behind Mitt Romney, seeing Hillary as a threat to the Republican order, of fascism, heading up the left, the enemy to Kaczynski, as well as the Bush, alt-right, and conservatism.  I believe, that the first book, I saw, Brett reading, is his bible for government, that blends with the military complex build up with Mitt, and Trumps, claims of being the law and order candidate, going straight to the racist, bigoted, xenophobic, wall building, the fear and hatred of brown people, and the pledge to have our borders patrolled by helicopters and more cops, guarding the walls . . . does that sound like the fear, campaign of Hitler? Stalin? Mussolini? the them and us, FUCK YEAH.
• both have cabins and straw bale barns of evidence!  The FBI, actually, dug up and took, Ted's whole remote Montana cabin, and found a shit load of evidence in this tiny thing, that took 80 days to process and collect data, finding an active pipe bomb, my car was blown up with a pipe bomb, also finding a copy of the manifesto, much like the Communist manifesto that Brett loves . . . I was shocked, to have and hear, him actually, when we first met, agreeing with the like 10 points made in the manifesto, of Stalin!  Why do you think, he wants control of my BLOG? you got it, propaganda!  just like Stalin used to lead the people of Russia, relying on fear, to move his revolution!  Many have drawn conclusions, and similarities, between, Trump and Hitler, don't think for a New York second, that Trump is self-funding!  Last week it came out that, while experts, guess that Trump's alleged fortune is worth, about $4 or 5 million, not the $10 million he claims, his debts, KING OF DEBT, claiming to know debt, is roughly, $650 million!  I believe, that there is dark money, coming from Brett, who has the same ideologies that Trump does, even more extreme, than Mitt, and he is using this BLOG, MUSIC MONEY, to fund Trump, from behind the scenes, with nobody watching, literally, millions, if not billions, slipping out of my golden hands, to Brett's, with all the access to government programs, like, PRISM, to fuck with and interfere with my blog, the collection of data, being changed to a flat line, that socialism and communism, model, of mediocracy, rather than excellence, with these fuckers  who have profited, extraordinarily from MY FAMILY'S TALENTS, intercepting the money before, it EVER hits our hands, much harder than, and you could not claim, that it was the workings and talents of the other bitches, who are Republicans, and pro-cops, militarized, etc., blocking borders, racially cleansing, very scary!  But, Brett's sister, Deborah, allegedly purchased the property, in Mt. Sterling, I would check and verify that, and make sure that Brett, didn't pay for it, through Deborah's name, but the one structure still standing, is the horse barn, turned house me and Brett lived in, which Deborah is using for a storage unit, on the 23 acres, but, I am not sure if, Brett's stuff, was moved, when the county health inspector, forced us or him, to leave the property, being unfit for human living, or if, he just left his shit in the house, but, I am guessing there is a fucking goldmine of evidence, if not the structure itself, that lends itself to murder, dismembering, and the berms, a hding place for bodies, behind his property, if not up on the pipeline!  There is a guy, with a ripped t-shirt, that says, HEY, I'M KIND OF A BIG DEAL . . . that would be me, not Brett, his rise was conditional on my FALL!
• the reason, I decided to look closer at the Unabomber, is the fact that, I tried to watch, the FBI episode three times, stopped in my tracks each time, leaving me wondering why, I was being blocked by the NSA or Brett himself, or others with government access through the fucking Mormon ass wipe church, making look closer, at what they will let me watch and won't let me watch and what might be contained in the video?  I believe there are DEEP similarities between the two men!

Layer a Misogynist, Republican, Hate Hillary, Fear of Hillary II, Me, On Top of the Alt-Republican Right of Trump and the Old GOP Bulls, Found in the Statement of the Second, Fox News Female, Anchor to File a $40 Million Lawsuit Against Roger Ailes, former CEO and Creator of the Very Sexist, Fox News Channel, Propoganda Machine, but Nowhere Nears the Numbers I Get Daily!

OLD DOGS AND DINOSAURS NEED TO BECOME EXTINCT!

Fox News operates like a SEX-FUELED Playboy Mansion--Like Cult, Stepped in Intimidation, Indecency and Misogyny!  --Andrea Tautero

Old Bush Loyalists, Republican Males, Racist, Sexist, Bigoted, Warmongers, Who Hate the U.S. Constitution and Its Constraints on Power, Also Hate Me, but Wanted to Use the Name, Credentials, History, and Family Money, So They Needed to Get Rid of Me, and Bring in the Fraud Broads, Hoping One Would Stick as Me!  These Fucks, Have Feared Hillary, and Her Likes, Since the Day, She Came to the White House, Knowing She was the Brains and Power Behind Bill!

GROW UP YOU OLD PIGS!

GOD GENIUS. HIGH GUN. SASUATCH. FITZ & TANTRUMS. AMERICA RELOADING. SPINNING GOLD. GRILLIN' SCOOPIN' ROCKIN' . . . SOUL ROCK. HUNTIN' BUCKS. DRIVIN' TRUCKS. I'M EASY, EASY LIKE SUNDAY MORNING, OH, OH . . . WE'RE GONNA GET YOU, ONE WAY OR THE OTHER, YEAH, WE'RE GONNA, GET, YA, GET YA, . . . THANKS FOR THE SPONSORS AND FUN AT THE RIVER ROOTS FESTIVAL FRIDAY AND SATURDAY, A GOOD TIME WAS HAD BY ALL! ALTHOUGH, I DID HAVE 6 COPS, TRY TO INTIMIDATE ME, PULLING OUT HANDCUFFS, GATHERING, JUST FEET FROM ME, BALD, SALT & PEPPER, SHAVED, AND CHICK, ALL BRIGHT GREEN BIKE COP ATTIRE. SORRY, DIDN'T WORK. OTHER THAN THAT, GREAT NIGHT! PERFECT WEATHER! FUN MUSIC, GREAT COMPANY--I MET PEOPLE FROM NEW YORK, HAMILTON, AND SOME GUY, WHO, TALKED TO ME FOR A FEW SECONDS, RIGHT AFTER THE COPS, LEFT, HE TOLD ME, ALL THIS WAS ABOVE HIS UNDERSTAINDING, HE LEFT AND SAID, IN PARTING, I HOPE YOU SURVIVE THE NIGHT! LOL! THIS IS NORMAL FOR ME, BUT NOT YOUR AVERAGE CITIZEN. I HAD SOME YOUNG STUD DUDE, NOTICED HIM, FOR HIS BODY, LOL, WHO STOOD IN THE SAME PLACE, FOR FUCKING THREE HOURS WATCHING ME, UNTIL, I POINTED HIM OUT, TO THE SCARDED DUDE! HOTWIRED! ALL THE COPS HAD WHIRLY TWIRLIES, SECRET SERVICE TYPE COMMUNICATIONS DEVICE . . . NOW IF THEY CAN COME HARASS ME FOR WHAT I WRITE IN MY BLOG, THEN, THEY KNOW SURE AS SHIT, WHO IS WRITING MY BLOG; THEREFORE THE LOGICAL CONCLUSION, IS THAT, THE OTHER JOANNS ARE NOT ME, AND THEY ARE CRIMINALS, STEALING MY IDENTITY AND ALL MY FUCKING MONEY! FOLLOW ME FOR THE LAST TWO WEEKS, AND YOU WILL SEE THAT I GET WATER! IF I HAD FUCKING MONEY, LOOKING AT ME, DO YOU SERIOUSLY, THINK, THAT MY PREFERENCE IS WATER? GET FUCKING REAL! I DIG EATING, NEVER LOSE WEIGHT DIETING, NEVEER SAY DIET, BUT I WILL EXERCISE IF LEFT ALONE, AND THAT IS WHAT THEY FEAR . . . THIN, HERE, FEAR THIS! SHIT! HITS AT THE CURRENT AQUATIC CENTER, AND SLASHES IN MY SWIMSUIT FOR EACH TIME, THE HIT MAN FAILS, IS FUCKING NOT ENCOURAGING ME TO GO DO WATER AEOBICS! FUCK, IT IS AMAZING, I DO ANYTHING AT ALL, EXCEPT, STAY IN A HOUSE, IF I FUCKING HAD ONE! GOD! WHATEVER, THIS IS NOT ROCKET SCIENCE, FOLKS! IT IS SO FUCKING OBVIOUS WHO IS WRITING THIS BLOG, IT IS INSANE TO THINK ANYONE WITH HALF A NORMAL LIFE, IS NOT FUCKING ME! SHIT! ANYWAY, I MADE IT HOME ALIVE, AND I HAVE VERY MUCH ENJOYED MY SUNDAY MORNING, WHILE BLOCKING 2 ATTEMPTS TO CATCH ME, I MANAGED TO GET OVER TO THE RIVER, CALIFORNIA BRIDGE, LOOK AT THE DUCKS, SEE THE FISH JUMP, LOOK AT THE BLISSFUL RIVER, MOUNTAINS, PINES, AND BIG BLUE MONTANA SKY! IT IS AMAZING HOW LITTLE IT TAKES TO MAKE ME HAPPY! TOO BAD THE ONES WHO HAVE TAKEN BILLIONS CAN'T BE JUST THAT SATISFIED, WITH THEIR LIVES, AND LEAVE METHE FUCK ALONE! OH, SUPER MOB, I FOUND A CITE, YESTERDAY, WITH 17,600,000 HITS, STILL WITH THE "ANYTIME" FRAME, BUT YOU MISSED STEALING THAT PARTICULAR CITE, LIKE YOU DID ALL THE OTHERS, FLAT LINING, ALL OF THEM AROUND 500,000 FOR "ANYTIME" WHICH IS THE BIGGEST FUCKING LIE ON THE PLANET. i HAVE RANKED TOP 3 TO 5 ON ANY .COM, .NET. OR .ORG, WITH MILLIONS OF HIS IN LESS THAN SECONDS, FOR YEARS, NOW ALL THE SUDDEN, A FLAT LINE? ROCKIN' THE WEB, LIKE MY SON, ROCKS THE MUSIC WORLD! JUST THINK, A LITTLE ATTORNEY FROM MONTANA? I MAY NOT BE PERFECT, BUT I AM ALWAYS A BOSS! I BELIEVE THAT I WILL WIN, JUST LIKE THE UNIVERSITY STUDENTS IN KABUL, AFGHANISTAN, ATTENDING THE AMERICAN UNIVERSITY, THAT WAS BOMBED . . . WITH LIKE, I THINK 16 PROFESSORS AND STUDENTS, DEAD, THE INJURED AND OTHERS, ARE MOVING FORWARD WITH THEIR DREAMS AND FEMALE STUDENTS WITH THE BLESSINGS OF THEIR FATHERS, SOMETHING NEW IN THE COUNTRY WHO HAS PREVIOUSLY, DENIED GIRLS AN EDUCATION! WE ARE SO BLESSED, HERE IN AMERICA! SURE WE HAVE OUR PROBLEMS, WHICH ARE GOING TO BE FOREVER WITH US, BUT, FOR THE MOST PART, THIS COUNTRY, IS KICK ASS AWESOME!

GOD MOVES IN MYSTERIOUS WAYS!

So, yesterday morning, I told you, that, there was all this commotion, in the over flow, area of the Poverello Center, with tons of new women, with several of them waking up at 1:00 AM, talking, doing shit with their cell phones, eating chips, generally being, annoying as hell.  I wondered if I should take this as a warning that something was, up, a sting op, or cops coming raiding the place, or that these extra chicks, who complained about everything, and said they had to work a 12 hour shift, on the day of a festival in town, sounding more like undercover cops, than homeless women, putting me a bit on edge, before even going to sleep the first time, then getting the sting, in the back of my leg, when, I decided to go back to sleep, being shocked that I ever even woke up in the first place, being totally, out of sorts for me, only to leave the Pov. at 2:00 AM, to find, fucking 12 cops, sheriffs and highway patrol, squad cars, in the first 30 minutes or less out of the Pov., not to mention, what appeared to be, plain clothed, or undercover, cops, persons, on every block for a radius of several blocks around the Pov. creeping and crawling, all over the place, like a bunch of ants!  So with that in mind, and the cops at the festival, obviously, trying to make my night miserable, which is hard to do with good music, fun new friends, perfect weather, and an old/new acquaintance, dropping me off a freshly made taco, with the hottest sauce, I have tasted, setting my mouth on fire!  LOL!

We have to be back to check in at the Poverello Center, by 8:45 PM, or you lose your bed, but I don't have one, or you are locked out, and don't even have access to the floor, mats, blankets, and toilets, but, that was of no consequences to me, because fun, will generally take precedence over safety and comfort for me, so, my decision was made early, that, I would be on the streets for the night, so I could stay to the end of the concert at the River Roots Festival . . . one of the last of the summer, first for me!  There is a great, statement, made about, Missoula, the playful city, made by one of the rock DJ's I listen to, sometimes . . . bring in a food cart, and call it a festival!  LOL!  By the way, there is one last festival of the summer, that I know of, at the brewery above or north of, Olive and Iron, on Spruce, I am not sure what the name of the street behind, Spruce is, off the diagonal, but there is a cool, Freestone Rock Climbing Place, right next to the brewery, near the tanning salon and whole food grocery store with the beer sign out front, sorry, not as familiar with the names of the stores in the good hood, as it is referred to, but there is a sign for Maverick Brewfest sometime soon in September, maybe over Labor Day Weekend, I am thinking?  I love the Montana spirit, let's get together and just do it! the fun will follow!  Good times, good friends, good spirits, good atmosphere!  Welcome back students!

UFO COMPUTER AND CELL PHONE UNDER A HARVEST MOON!

About, a month or so ago, I woke up and wanted to check what time it was, in the middle of the night, so, I pulled out my cell phone, and it said, 1/10/2010, 12:00 straight up?  At first I didn't think, I was awake, and had to take a second, take, and sure enough, my computer chip, in my cell phone, had just erased or gone back, 6 years, at the stroke of midnight?  What puzzled me, was the date, the date that I filed an amended complaint in my $357 million securities case, the one I took to the United States Supreme Court, a year or so later.  Very strange.  Within minutes, shutting the cover, old style Straight Talk cheap ass, phone, with the flip, cover, closed then re-opening it, to see if I could get the right time and the right date.  Well, this is right along the same lines as that.  I had a nice night sleeping at my new tramp camp, even better than, my old one the cops towed away, after it was sitting there abandoned for a year and a half, not caring about the eye sore, until, I started, using it, for a home away from the Pov., so, I like my new digs, better.  So, after barely escaping the River Roots Festival, with cops, watching me, on all sides, disappearing first into the dancing crowd, later, into the cool night air, I got home safe, and crashed, with little incident, a rare, night for me!  I wake, with the night still totally dark, which surprised me, a second night in a row, so I pulled out my new computer, no cell phone, ditched phone and other computer, before going to Bozeman, they still found me, waiting with black helicopters, but, that is beside the point, this shit happens to me daily, but, I marked how dark, it still was, booted up my computer, and to my surprise, it was 2:03 AM!

I thought, how bizarre, to be woken up, or just waking up, without having to go to the restroom or the bushes for relief, and just sitting there, feeling totally refreshed, alive and wide awake, with nowhere to go for the next, fucking 4 hours!  I thought back to the night before, when I probably left the Pov. at, exactly, that time, noting that it was just minutes after 2:00 AM, when I left, like maybe, 2:03!  And the thought came to me, right after 2! as if God, was making a point, you were RIGHT, there was a raid or sting op, planned for RIGHT after 2:00 AM, but you escaped, by the skin of your teeth, AGAIN! only to walk, straight into the game being set up, with seconds to spare, until cops were fucking everywhere . . . cheap shot, coming to get me in the middle of the night!  Maybe the cop chicks in the overflow, were waiting for the GO SIGN, and sharing cell phone shit, and eating potato chips!  So, being shocked, that, I felt so rested, with only, maybe three hours of sleep, getting to sleep or to my camp, about, 11:00 to 11:30 PM, I could not figure out why I was so perky and didn't feel at all tired?  I scratched my back with the ends of my glasses, feels so good, thought about getting out my radio, rockin' out or listening to some political or religious program on AM, just generally, enjoying the peace of the night, until, about a half hour after, I woke, I noticed that the dawn was starting to break?  What the fuck, it can't be 2:00 or a half hour later, and be getting light?  What is up, so I got my computer out again, and checked the time, it was, 6:03 AM! 

What in the world?  So, it was, exactly 4 hours later, what I thought, I would have to kill, to wait for breakfast at the Pov. and, it had not been, more than, 30 minutes to an hour, so where the hell did the time go? or did God, want to let me know, to confirm, that, yes, there was a sting op planned, just minutes from when, I left the night before!  Was he saying, like, trust me!  I wondered, at the time, the night before, if I should take the time to put up my mat, spray it down with cleaner, or just get the hell out?  I think, God was telling me, when I tell you to get the fuck out, I MEAN GET OUT NOW!  You barely made it out!

Do Not Think, That For One Second, that God is Dead, or that He Is Not Totally Aware of Your Situation, at Anytime, Any Place!  My God, Your God, Is An Amazing God!  He Is Very Keen, On How, to Communicate With Each One of Us! Through the Means, We Can Understand!  I Have Not Prayed For 20 Years or More, But He Knows Exactly How I Think and What To Do!  AMAZING GRACE, HOW SWEET IT IS, TO SAVE A WRETCH LIKE ME!

SOB.

CHURCHES WITHOUT WALLS!

LOVE WITHOUT END!

WE ARE ALL HIS CHILDREN!

MIDNIGHT PULP! POPSUGAR. FOXCATCHER. JUSEED. GOLDSTAR. COMMAND. DO NO HARM. IT'S JUST MORE FUN IN THE BOX. JOBOX. JOGEAR. LAST WORDS I READ YESTERDAY: THE LORD WILL NOT LEAVE YOU ALONE! FIRST WORDS, I HEARD THIS MORNING: BEHOLD THE LORD IS WITH YOU! NO SHIT! BIG TIME STING OPERATION, LAST NIGHT AT THE POVERELLO, PLANNED FROM THE WAY THINGS LOOKED ONCE I LEFT, AT 2:00 AM, FOR ABOUT 2:30 PM, LOL, RUINED THE PARTY PLANNED YESTERDAY, GLAD TO DO IT AGAIN, LAST NIGHT! LOL! (1) ALL NEW STAFF ON LAST NIGHT, TAKE ME OFF GUARD WITH OLD GUARD, GONE; (2) ANNIE, MOST LIKELY AN UNDERCOVER COP, OR PAID BY THE COPS, KEPT TELLING ME ABOUT A DREAM, SHE HAD THE NIGHT BEFORE, THAT SHE WOKE UP IN THE FOREST AND I HAD LEFT HER! AT THE TIME, SINCE I LOVE DREAMS AND INTERPRETING THEM, ESPECIALLY WHEN I AM IN THEM, WAS, THAT, I MAY TAKE OFF THIS TIME, AND REALLY NEVER COME BACK TO MISSOULA, WHERE ANNIE AND I HAVE HOOKED UP, OVER THE LAST THREE YEARS, OFF AND ON. SHE HAS BEEN INSISTANT, THAT I PUT MY MAT, NEAR HER'S THE LAST TWO NIGHTS, IDENTIFIER? YESTERDAY, SOME BIG ASS BLACK COP, CAME STROLLING IN THE POV., RIGHT AROUND 6:00 AM, LOOKING FOR SOMEONE, I JETTED OUT THE DOOR, DON'T CARE, NOT STICKING AROUND TO FIND OUT WHO HE WAS LOOKING FOR! LOL! I HAD TO TAKE TWO BUSES, HIDE IN THE MAGIC DIAMOND CASINO, DOWN THE ROAD TWICE, YESTERDAY, BEFORE 7:30 AM, AND STILL HAD COPS, PULLING IN THE POV, AT THE TIME I AM SUPPOSE TO REPORT FOR CHORE DUTY! NO THANKS . . . I WAITED A HALF HOUR, DARTED IN AND OUT, GOT MY JOB DONE, BUT ONLY AFTER I OUTWAITED THE COPS, DID I PROCEED BACK TO THE POVERELLO CENTER! I SAW ANNIE LATER, SHE ACTED ALL PISSED, AND WHEN I TOLD HER, ABOUT THE COPS, SHE SAID, NO, THREE PEOPLE HAD THEIR CELL PHONES STOLEN, THEY WERE NOT AFTER YOU! OH, WELL, YOU COULD HAVE FOOLED ME! I NEVER SAW, ANYONE, RUNNING AROUND QUESTIONING PEOPLE ABOUT CELL PHONES, GENERALLY COURSE OF ACTION, WHEN ONE IS STOLEN, IS TO ASK EVERYONE IN THE PLACE, IF THEY HAVE SEEN ANYONE WITH IT, AND THERE WAS NO GATHERING OF PEOPLE AT THE FRONT DESK, WHEN THE COP CAME, PROBABLY MORE THAN ONE! LOL! I ALWAYS ERROR ON THE SIDE OF SAFETY! GOOD RULE OF LAW! (3) THERE WERE ABOUT DOUBLE THE NUMBER OF CHICKS IN OVERFLOW LAST NIGHT, AND ONE, NEAR ME, ACTING ALL THE PRIMA DONNA, WAS BITCHING AND MOANING ABOUT THIS AND THAT, AND THAT SHE HAD TO WORK A 12 HOUR SHIFT TOMORROW? DOING OVER TIME AT THE RIVER ROOTS FESTIVAL? PROBABLY. (4) I WOKE UP AT 1:00 AM, BECAUSE A COUPLE OF GRILS WERE TALKING, PASSING CELL PHONES, AND GENERALLY BEING PAINS IN THE ASS, AND I SLEEP TOTALLY SOUND, BUT I LAID THERE, AND WONDERED, WHY I WAS AWAKE . . . YOU COULD, ON MOST OCCASIONS, DRVIE A FREIGHT TRAIN THROUGH THE ROOM AND I WOULD NOT WAKE UP, DIDN'T NEED TO RELIEVE MYSELF, SO, I WAS PUZZLED. THERE WAS THIS SMALL CHICK, WEARING NOTHING BUT A TEAL COLORED BRA, AND CAMO PANTS, ONE OF THE ONES, MAKING ISSUES, NOT LOUD, BUT LOUD ENOUGH, AND I GLANCED OUT THE WINDOW, AND RIGHT AT THAT TIME, A COP CAR DROVE BY! MY SIGN, SHE IS A COP! (4) I ARGUED WITH MYSELF, AND GOD, THIS IS WAY TOO EARLY, BUT I HAVE LEFT THE POV. AT ALL TIMES OF THE NIGHT, WHEN DIFFERENT STING OPS HAVE BEEN PLANNED, SO THIS IS NOTHING NEW, AND I KNOW, THAT TIME AND TIME AGAIN, THEY PLANNED ON GETTING ME, ABOUT 5 MINUTES AFTER I AM HEADING OUT THE DOOR, WITH STUPIFIED LOOKS ON ALL THE PLAYERS, STUPID FACES! LOL! (5) I CUDDLED UP, STRATCHING MY BACK WITH MY GLASSES, THINKING, COME ON GOD, GIVE ME A FUCKING BREAK! RIGHT THEM, I GOT A STING, LIKE FEELING ON MY LEG, LIKE THAT IS NOT TOTALLY SYMBOLIC, LIKE, HELL, YEAH, GIRL, YOU GOT A STING OP ON YOUR ASS! (6) SO LIKE THE OBEDIENT, DAUGHTER, CHILD OF GOD THAT I AM, I GOT UP, PACKED UP MY SHIT, SO THAT I DIDN'T WAKE ANYONE, NOW, ALL EITHER PRETENDING TO BE ASLEEP, OR JUMPING THE GUN, OR WAITING FOR FURTHER INSTRUCTIONS, OR NOTHING? I DROPPED OFF AND CLEANED MY MAT; GAVE THE CHICK AT THE FRONT DESK, SOME MISINFORMATION, THAT I COULD NOT SLEEP, THAT IS WHY THE OXFORD IS ONE OF MY FAVORITE PLACES, HEADING UP FOR A MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT BREAKFAST, WHICH IS NOT OUT OF CHARACTER AT ALL FOR ME, BUT GENERALLY ON PAY DAY! LOL! SHE DIDN'T BLINK AND EYE, WHAT I LOVE ABOUT THE MILLENIUMS, THEY LIVE, BREATHE AND DIE BY SOCIAL MEDIA, AND THEY DON'T WANT TO BE INTERRUPTED FOR ANYTHING! LOL! (7) NOT TO MY SURPRISE, SOME DUDE, I HAVE LONG EXPECTED AS AN UNDERCOVER COP, WAS SITTING, AT THE DOOR, OUTSIDE THE POV.--SURVEILLANCE, RIGHT AT 2:00 AM, AT THE SAME TIME A WHITE VAN PULLED UP, DROPPING OFF ANOTHER DUDE, ACROSS THE STREET, AS I BOOKED IT DOWN THE STREET TO RUN INTO, MR. 007 HIMSELF, PIERCE BRONSON'S SON, OR LOOK-ALIKE, AND I THOUGHT, DAMNED RIGHT, SOMETHING IS UP, SOME DUDE WAS TAKING UP MY NORMAL ESCAPE RESTING POINT, VANTAGE POINT FOR SPYING ON THE COPS! AT THE BUS SHELTER DOWN THE STREET, AND JUST THEN, I NOTICE A COP, SNEAKING AROUND THE CORNER, SO, I HEAD OVER TO ANOTHER HIDING PLACE, AND WAIT FOR ABOUT 5 MINUTES, AS, AT LEAST 5 COPS, WAY HEAVY TRAFFIC FOR THAT TIME AND PLACE, ARE GOING UP AND DOWN, BY THE DIAGONAL! SOMEONE MUST HAVE ALERTED THE COPS, FUGATIVE ON THE LOOSE, OUTLAW WITHOUT A CRIME, ESCAPED THE POV. BLEW OUR STING OP! ALL OUT MAN HUNT! OR WOMAN HUNT! LOL! GAME ON, HAVE TO BE ON GAME, AT ALL TIMES! BUT, I AM! THE STING IN THE BACK OF THE LEG DID IT! (7) SUDDENLY, I SAW A GUY, OVER AT THE ZIP TRIIP, RUNNING, MY GOD INTEL, TO MAKE A FAST BREAK! SO I DID, AND JUST THEN, I NOTICED, THERE WERE GUYS, FUCKING ON EVERY CORNER, COMING AND GOING, AS IF LOOKING FOR ME, I HEADED UP TO MY SECRET, TRAMP CAMP, FOR SAFETY, ALMOST RAN STRAIGHT INTO A COP, AT THE CORNER! HE GAVE SIGNALS, SPED AROUND THE CORNER, LETTING OUT THIS WHIMPER OF A SIGNAL, NOT A SIREN, BUT A WHOOP, WHOOP, WHOOP, SOUND . . . NO DIP SHIT, IT IS I, WHO IS GIVING COPS THE OLD "WHOOP ASS!" BUT WITHIN, A FEW MINUTES, I WATCHED, TWO MORE COPS, TWO SHERIFFS AND ONE HIGHWAY PATROL, GOING ALONG THE ROAD, OR ONE OF THE ROADS, I WOULD LIKELY GO TO THE OXFORD! FOOLED YOU AGAIN, FOUND MY SPOT, AFTER WATCHING THE ACTION, THE HUNTED, ALWAYS WATCHING THE HUNTERS! I GOT ANOTHER 3 TO 4 HOURS OF UNINTERRUPTED SLEEP! (8) HOWEVER, THE TRAFFIC, ON SATURDAY, MORNING AT AROUND 7:00 AM, WAS FAR BUSIER THAN THE WEEK DAYS? FARMER'S MARKET? SPIES, SURE A SHIT LOAD OF GUYS OUT ON THE STREET, EVEN MR. ANTI-GOOD NEIGHBOR POLICY WONK, WHO ONE MORNING THIS WEEK, AND I WROTE ABOUT HIM, ACTED LIKE A SCARED CANARY, WHEN HE PASSED ME, AFTER I HAD BLUEBERRY PANCAKES, SAUSAGE, O.J., AT MISSOULA, 3:16, WHERE I GOT EARLY MORNING WORSHIP, WATCHING A VIDEO OF MARY, MOTHER OF JESUS, BEING HIGHLY FAVORED OF WOMEN, TO BE THE MOTHER OF CHRIST, AND HER HEAVENLY VISITATION FROM THE ANGEL, GABRIEL, I WANT TO SAY? (9) SOME INDIAN DUDE, WHOM I MET IN BUTTE, GOT SO DRUNK, LAST NIGHT, THAT, HE HAD TO GO TO THE HOSPITAL--I MET HIM IN BUTTE, THE YEAR BEFORE LAST, WINTER, WHEN I MET JAMES KENNEDY, AND HE WANTED TO HANG OUT WITH ME . . . NO, I AM A LONE DUCK, OR LONE WOLF, HE WAS FROM WOLF POINT! LOL! BUT SPORATIC MEN, STREWN THROUGH OUT MY WALK BETWEEN, 3:16 AND THE BREAK, WHERE I AM NOW! LOOKED LIKE A FEW FEDS, WHEN I CAME IN, ALL GONE NOW! THEY HAD PROBABLY BEEN HERE, WATCHING SINCE 6 OR MAYBE 5, I THINK, THE CAFE' OPENS EARLIER, OR SO IT SEEMED, RECENTLY? OH, DID ANYONE, AT THE GAME, SEE, ONE OF THREE OF MY DOUBLES, WHO COULD HAVE BEEN AT THE GRIZ CELEBRATION AND UNVAILING OF THE JUMBO TRON, SEE, ONE OF THEM WEARING MY ORANGE, "GRIZ" BALL CAP? THE LAST TIME I SAW IT WAS THE NIGHT, I SLEPT UNDER THE PINES, WHEN THERE WAS ANOTHER STING OP, AND COPS LOOKING ALL OVER, AND THOSE TWO COPS, STOOD IN THE PARKING LOT OF FRESH MARKET, PONDERING THE MYSTERIES OF THE UNIVERSE, OR DECIDING WHETHER THE CONFRONT US, ME AND SOME DRUNK, OR NOT? LOL! I THINK, I EITHER, LEFT IT AT MY TRAMP CAMP, UNDER THE STARS, OR SOMEONE WAS PAID TO STEAL IT, WHEN I TOOK A SHOWER AT THE POV. LATER THAT DAY OR NIGHT? ANYWAY, THOSE ORANGE GRIZ CAPS, ARE RARE AS FAR AS I CAN SEE, MOST ARE MAROON OR GRAY, THE COLOR OF THE UNIVERSITY OF MONTANA, SO, MY ORANGE POV. FUND RAISER HAT WAS STOLEN, AND NOW MY ORANGE GRIZ HAT! IT'S FUNNY, FOR SOME REASON, THIS MORNING, I WAS THINKING OF A COVERSATION, I HAD WITH SOME CHICK, ABOUT, NEVER WANTING TO BE WITH A DOCTOR, LAWYER, OR ANOTHER PROFESSION, AND THAT TOOK ME BACK TO SOME OF THE FANCY, DINNERS, BEING A DIGNITARY, LIKE MY DOUBLES ARE, ON MY NAME, I AM SURE, AND ON MY MONEY, AND I THOUGHT OF ALL THE SWANKY, ELEGANT EVENTS, THAT I HAVE HAD OVER THE YEARS WITH THE ATTORNEY GENERALS, THE BAR, THE LEGAL PROFESSIONA AND AT THE U OF U, WITH PROFESSORS AND UNIVERSITY STAFF, IN ADDITION TO BEING, GENERAL COUNSEL FOR THE UTAH MEDICAL ASSOCIATION, AND BEING BORED TO TEARS, UP AT SNOWBIRD, SKI RESORT, LISTENING TO SOME ASSHOLE,, PLASTIC SURGEON, GOING ON AND ABOUT THE NUMBER OF YEARS AND TRAINING, HE HAD TO HAVE, AND NOW ALL THE MONEY HE MADE! GIVE ME BREAKFAST WITH A DRUNK INDIAN! LOL! THOSE WERE MY THOUGHTS WHILE LOOKING OVER THE "ORANGE STREET" BRIDGE, LOOKING AT THE TRAFFIC, AND THE MURAL, ON THE WALLS OF AN INDIAN BRAVE AND HIS PRINCESS, LOOKING AT OLD TIME MISSOULA! COOL MORNING, PERFECT WEATHER, AND BREAKING BAD, EVERY STING OP, FROM THE NIGHT TO BREAKFAST, WITH THE INDIAN TRYING TO DELAY MY SUDDEN DEPARTURE, WAS THWARTED! THANK GOD, AND THAT STING, ON THE BACK OF MY LEG, THAT ROUSED ME OUT OF BED! LOL! THE HUNT . . .

P.S., Posted 41 Minute after Blog . . . I forgot the punch line!  After doing all of this below, watching, writing, note taking, etc., I got on the Mountain Line bus, and one of the buses signs caught my eye, it said: "More Than Just a Sign!"  Then I looked at the passenger, sitting across from me, and he had a National Geographis Magazine in his hands, and the cover story was about SICILY, does the Italian Mafia or the Sicilian ring any bells?  Brett Todd Stewart/Stuart, my 3rd, ex, always subscripted or got an order of National Geographic and Architectural Digest Mag, the Italian Stallion?  The first movie, Brett chose for me to watch with him, was, MOBSTERS AND MORMONS!

BETTER MATTERS . . . NATIONAL GEOGRAPHIC, SICILY

So, going back, to yesterday afternoon, when I was coming from the library, after watching, FBI Files, because, I could not get my computer, to bring up, a true crime movie based on true events, so I could just chill and enjoy, because, I always, feel, like I should be taking notes, learning something, so I can pass, it on to you, dear reader, so you can learn, or some rookie cop, of some flavor, who actually, gets a bee up their butt, and decides that, these super mob, chicks and chaps, just have to go, and had just watched, an episode, on, some undercover sting op, on the mafia, and I didn't write down the name of the episode, but, it was talking about a complex crime ring, which, my case also involves, with cops, going head to head with killers, the C-13 Drug Task Force, in New York, back in the 1980's, wanted to end the source of the drugs, flowing into the city because, taking out the small time traffickers and dealers, was just not making a dent in the amount of stuff sold on the streets, with another small time punk, just taking the place of the last, dealer, marking his corner or his turf, so they decided, they needed someone to go undercover, against the Columbian drug cartels, who were at odds with the Carlee cartel, and wanting to hook up with the American mafia, seeing they already had things wired, and under control, thinking they could learn from the pros.

But, the Columbians, were first into, cloned cell phones, HELLO!, like mine last few have been, especially, my last number, that I have used with at least my last, 4 cell phones, leaving the original, in Grand Junction,, to fool the police, who had chased me for 6 fucking hours the night before, leaving it, in Walmart, open 24 hours, so, I would be long gone before, they noticed that, it was my cell phone, they were tracking, not me, and then ditching my computer, on the bus, when some dude, assassin or fed, kept, bugging the shit out of me, asking me this and that, sitting near me, actually, he sat right on the computer, that had been compromised and shut down, by FBI surveillance low flying airplanes, the night before, that I was dumping, on the bus, going to Las Vegas, a detour from the normal, Denver route, where I was denied, meeting up with my son, ELLIOT, who was playing a gig, at some bar in Denver, with his new band, back then, The Ditch and the Delta, going back a bit, to real hard core, heavy metal, but, someone surely didn't want me, meeting Elliot, for back stage free entrance, as his mother, was, mommy Kay, aka, me, there, daddy, Brett, monitoring the tour?  Anyway, I was forced to miss the concert, last August, I recall, and go through Parowan, Utah, where my house is, and then to Las Vegas, to get to Salt Lake?  Are you kidding me . . . hits, and shits!  But, just recently, when I took off to Bozeman, on the lurch, again, out of the blue, and unexpectedly, I gave my phone, with the number, 406.218.1777, to an associate, former roommate from Kalispell, who probably, turned it right over to the, fraud broads, in fact, last night, this same chick, and her bow or husband, was wearing, a sparkly, PINK, perfectly fitting, new black, red, and bling, sweatshirt, Shannon, still at the Pov, she just happened to find it, and like all other snitches, the clothes fit perfect, that they find in the garbage can, or the street, or at the free clothing places, like yeah.

Some Mafia Tips, and Admonition to Undercover with the Mob, I Learned

• all undercover operations have to be orchestrated and carefully, monitored, and controlled, not only to protect the undercover, but, to create the sense of authenticity, to the deal
• start small first, go for the common business, of cloned cell phones, before, pushing, into the drug area, and going up the food chain to the mafia hierarchy, with these cell phones, the clone can get free service by riding on the service of the original owner, with the service they pay for . . . Shelley, I have had my messages, up to 5, that I want to get back to, all go missing, later on, or had them just disappear when I wanted to check them . . . alienation of parental affection, stop all communications, take away home, vehicle and monitor the phones and emails, that are all on constant surveillance, making Elliot and other kids, Greta, Nicole, Chris, all think, I abandoned them again, which, I never did the first time, but they were young and impressionable, with villains, who want to claim them as their own kids, so they can play, the dotting parents of superstars, for monetary and control reasons, rather than love, but, the mob had to stop, communications and love, between the real mother and the real kids, making it look, like this was just part of the personality of your mother, to be selfish, do her own, thing, rather than the truth, to save their lives, not wanting the mob, to kill them, a real fucking worry, while they had clone people for them too!
• never look over anxious, and too eager, that is a dead give away, that you are undercover cops
• the mob works under a strict, code of secrecy, HELLO! why do you think, you can't get anything out of them, and have to watch for signs and symbols, with former federal cops, training the super mob, talking without talking, or communicating!
• they never use their REAL NAME, they use, MINE, 10 women? good name, great reputation, perfect cover for illegal activity, mob shit, and criminal enterprises, take the name, cops fear, to keep them in check, and the one respected and connected with the United States Constitution, then be the GREAT ILLUSION, and slowly lead the people astray, down the primrose path, to fucking hell!
• the mob, will often use, counter-surveillance, to check to see if the undercover is for real, watching their moves, their clothes, and watching, their own people, interact with the cop, to see if they can rat out the undercover, mole or rat, and they will kill, someone they think, is interfering or giving the cops information, as a confidential informant, or a cop!
• the first step, once the subject is identified, or subjects, and is the target, open a god damned investigation!  You can't just willy, nelly, kind of watch these douche bags, you have to decide, see evidence of probable cause and then go for it, 100% committed to taking them down, like them or not!
• you have to be willing to go A to Z with this investigation, if you can't ride the bull the full eight seconds, don't get on the bull!  DEADLY!
• the undercover, in this case, was raised around mafia, he know how they looked, what wise guys acted like, the way they dressed, their lingo!  You have to get someone, who can appear to be an insider, someone, that fits in, and someone, who is smart . . . I was thinking the other day, about what traits, I would focus on, in picking a good FBI or CIA agents, so far above and beyond, weight, which, I have proven, is not an issue, because, I beat their asses, for YEARS!, but, (1) intellectual curiosity; (2) tenacity; and (3) creativity . . . these used to be the three elements, of recognizing a GIFTED PERSON! use that as a guide!
• the undercover, needs to have an knowledge of the inner workings of whatever, it is that you are, investigating . . . I keep seeing, on route, #12, bus, this church, called, At the Gates Church while the song, Knock, Knock, Knocking on Heavens Door, is playing, ironically . . . but, with this super mob, you need someone, like myself, who knows, not only government, but Mormon Church, stuff, because, there are dirty old and new, FBI and CIA agents, who are on the inner circles of this super mob, of Mormons, Mobsters, and Men in Black, or the feds, controlling and directing, the CRIMINAL ENTERPRISE, with the association, needed to be proven, that all activities go through, as the MORMON CHURCH!  With 70 to 90% of the intelligence community, being Mormon, through nepotism, affinity, and preference, for the moral standards, and language skills, we have a violation of the first amendment, separation of church and state, but some non-Mormon, is going to be at a lose, in undercover, or someone who doesn't understand the culture, in relation to the government, you will  miss everything!  The advantage I have, is I attended BYU law school, I was raised Mormon, I worked for the government, I understand the way it is suppose to work, the inner workings of both organizations, and I am intellectually curious about, spy work, crime, and mafia shit, so, look for someone with that combo, in breaking this,, and as an attorney, I always, always, remembered that the client, new the case best, had a grasp of the facts, and could, fill me in  on the details, and I used them, like I would a legal assistant, and kept them informed each step of the way!  I am adding to what I learned, obviously, with a slant toward solving my case . . . watch for infiltration, within, your cop organizations!  In the movie Mafia, allegedly the best, crime show, Matt Damon, clean cut, upstanding, was the dirty cop, on the inside of the investigation, keeping his mafia uncle, Jack Nicholson, informed of all cop sting ops!  Leo DeCaprio, on the other hand, with a tough, background, serving time, to make him more believable as an undercover, cops working on the inside of the mafia, with Jack, was the clean cop, watching all the dirty agents and cops, trying to keep, the man running the shop, Alex Baldwin, informed . . . for some reason, I could never find the movie to finish the ending, cut off, or had to leave, so? but it is based on true events!  Remember, that Jack, a mafia don, was also, protected, and an informant for the FBI, so messing stuff, for sure!
• the mob is sophisticated enough to do a full, background check on any person, cop or otherwise, so watch that aspect of it too!
• as criminals, putting them on a scale of sophisticated, to non-sophisticated, usually, mobsters, and mafia, rate right up there at the top of the intelligence food chain for the criminal element in society, often appearing, as upstanding members of communities and churches, donating to wings at the hospital and making large donations to universities, HELLO!  But, criminals, seem to have a 6th sense, that something, that I have for cops, after being chased and harassed for fucking, years, I can smell them, rat them out, and have a cop profile, having worked with them, knowing what makes them tick, and that is boobs!  LOL!  That is why Rachel, aka, me, is such a distraction for them, oh, the song, MONEY is on too, MONEY, its a game . . . that is another enticement, so obviously, Brett, and Kay have hit a note, as did my father and those wanting to take me down, poisoner her, tell her she is going to die, so she give up exercising, and eats everything in sight, depressed as shit, because, at my peak, even now, too many men, would pick me, over any of the fraud broads, and boobs, so it is dicey, and the psychopaths, are good reads, on men's weaknesses, and they will exploit those, as they HAVE!  HELLO!
• the Columbians, in this case, took a very low profile, approach, never to show off their money, they drove, beater cars, average clothes, and avoided, drawing attention to themselves, appearing to be just the guy or gal, next door!  Seeing Shelley, in the big ass SUV, Tahoe or Yukon, makes me believe that it is taking too long, to get rid of me, so, I was cramping their style, and they have decided to display some of the wealth, now!  My mother, who is very much in on this, I remember reading an article on Warren Buffet, what second, richest man in America, or the world, wrote the book, The Millionaire Next Door, he and his wife, have lived in the same house, for what 40 years, just a simple rambler, nothing to brag about, he looks like a worn out old, business man, and he is not giving his kids an inheritance, just because, they were born from the right womb!  LOL!  But, I would think, this was part of the cover, for the Southwicks, and the super mob, many mafia families will kill a member for showing off, their new found, stolen riches!  New wealth, doesn't need to show it off, but new wealth, are dying to show off, what they have, illegally or legally gained!
• when dealing with the mafia, and here is the part, I referred to yesterday, taking money always comes with strings, attached, and when the lender, or the giver, needs a favor, they will call it in, whether that is part of the deal or not! because, now you owe them, a favor, and you may not like the way it is expected or extracted from you!  People who are in debt to the mob, loan sharking, are under the control of the mob, and they are looking for a way to get out of debt to the gangsters, so they will do riskier and riskier, stuff, maybe even kill someone, to get the debt off their backs.  I remember, when my father, went into  business for himself, and he needed cash for his failing business, he bought, that way, the mob contacted him, and I was in junior high, and I remember, him saying, that it is nice to get the bail out, but, the payback is horrific! so, he, at that time, allegedly never partook, and passed on the offer; however, being the one, being the loaner, turning the table, being the giver, is not as risky, just get the money, stealing from your grandson, your daughter, and pretending the other daughters are the money maker, and there you have it, you get to be on the receiving end of having people serve you!
• just some helps and thoughts, bus is up and running soon, so gotta go do my chore, just incase, I want to stay at the Pov?  last night, the day before?  don't know?

THE HUNT

First of all, the cops are hunting down the wrong person, would I be helping you, if I were mob, or had the money?  HELLO, NO!  I am the injured party, you are chasing.  But, there was another, FBI FILES: THE HUNT, where two brothers, robbed a man, they had robbed two years earlier, but the man, turned them into the cops, and they both got jail time, so this was a revenge killing.  But, both dudes were, big time hunters, and they once, poached a deer, and slaughtered it, I in their bathtub.  A leg was pulled out of a lake by some fisher man, later, the lake was, raked, to find the other body parts, of this man, all cut up, dismembered and put in black plastic bags, just like, when they gutted and cut up the deer or elk, illegally, leading, cops to look at them, for obvious reasons.  But, while I was watching this episode, I thought, I was not killed, but I was dismembered, cut up and bagged, with part of my life, going to this sister, and my head, going to this sister, or dividing it, my arms, going here, and my legs, going here, until, I was completely gutted of all ID, and with my assets, from jobs, to kids, from cases and money, to blogs, redistributed, to mob wives, cop chicks, and they are all one in the same in this game.  But, in sign and symbol, leaving me for dead, dismembered, is very significant, analogical, comparison, of just what they did to me.  Kennedy, once suggested, I go work with the sheriff's department, and I said, I would be dismembered, gutted, and my bones, left up at the foot of Our Lady of the Mountains, as food for the coyotes, mountain lions and bears!  He just looked at me and didn't know what to say!

HAVE A GREAT SATURDAY!

Just a little something to think about!

 

SODOM & GOMORRAH. WE KNOW THE ENDING TO THE STORY! THE RIVER--IT'S DEEPER THAN YOU THINK! MY OWN PERSONAL MONTANA--THE KISS OF A PSYCHOPATH. THE MAN THAT CAN? I UNDERSTAND, MONEY OVER ME, BUT, MONEY OVER FREEDOM AND AMERICA? COME ON, THERE ARE A TON OF VETS IN MONTANA, KISS YOUR COUNTRY GOOD BUY, WHILE YOU ARE TAKING WITH ONE HAND, AND PUTTING A HANGMAN'S NOOSE AROUND YOUR NECK! STRONGEST ARGUMENT--U.S. CONSTITUTION IS THE SUPREME LAW OF THE LAND, NOT THE FUCKING PATRIOT ACT! HOMELAND SECURITY IN TOWN THE OTHER DAY, PARKED, WITH ENGINES ROLLING WERE NOT THERE FOR THE REFUGEES, THEY WERE THERE TO TAKE ME OUT! I LOOK MUCH YOUNGER THAN MY AGE, THROUGHT I WAS TOO YOUNG TO BE ME! LOL! I FOUND THE FLEET OF LAUNDERED "MISSOULA CHILDREN'S THEATER" TRUCKS, THE NEWER ONES, RED, WITH WHITE LETTERS ON THE SIDE, WHITE SHELL ON THE BACK! I RATTED THEM OUT, ALL PARKED, NEAR THE MCT, AND FIRST SECURITY BANK, BUT THE DAY AFTER THEY WERE ALL MOVED, THE STICKERS WERE TAKEN OFF THE SIDE, AND THEY WERE DITCHED BEHIND THE TRAIN TRACKS, BEHIND THE GREEN HANGER, EAST, ACROSS FROM ALBERTSONS! BRETT & KAY, BONNIE & CLYDE, NOT JOANN S. SECRIST, I AM AT THE POVERELLO, WITH FOUR DIFFERENT SETS OF COPS CHASING ME, STARTING SHORTLY BEFORE, 6 AM, EVEN FOLLOWING ME ON THE BUS, AND BLOCKING ME FROM GOING TO DO MY CHORE--I AM VERY RESPONSIBLE! NO, KAY IS A DANCER AND SHE WAS THE CHILD OF A DRAMA AND DEBATE TEACHER, GARY BURNINGHAM, AND A STUDENT OF KIM BURNINGHAM, A DRAMA AND DEBATE COACH AT BOUNTIFUL HIGH, WHERE BOTH KAY AND I GRADUATED, IN 1973! YEAR BOOKS TELL YOU EXACTLY WHO IS WHO! I WAS INTO GYMNASTICS AND SWIMMING AS A CHILD, NOT DANCING AND BALLET! REMEMBER, HOW DO WE COMMUNICATE WITH ALL THE COPS, AGENTS, AND MONEY GRUBBERS, IN TOWN? THROUGH SIGNS AND SYMBOLS . . . EVERYTIME THESE PUKES, FUCK UP, THERE IS THIS "PARTY" TRUCK, WHITE SERVICE LOOKING TRUCK, WITH A STRIKE THROUGH THE WORD, "PARTY" TO LET EVERYONE KNOW, THAT THEY DID NOT CAPTURE ME! NOW, MY MONEY, BUYS THESE FUCKERS, AND THEIR CREW OF SMALLER AND SMALLER CLUB MEMBERS, A SHIT LOAD OF MONEY, RESPECT, LOYALTY, ELITISM, CLAIM TO FAME, AND THEY EVEN WANT TO SAY, MY COOL ASS KIDS ARE THEIRS, TO BUY THEMSELVES, MORE PRESTIGE . . . THESE ALLEGED, MEMBERS OF YOUR COMMUNITY, ARE NOTHING MORE THAN PROSTITUTES, THUGS, LIARS AND THEIVES . . . THEY NEVER MADE A DIME OF THAT MONEY USED FOR THE FLEET OF TRUCKS, DISGUISED AS MCT WORKERS, THEY ARE DISGUISE TRUCKS FOR MAFIA, MOB, MORMONS, AND MEN IN BLACK ALL IN KAHOOTS, WITH THIS TEAM OF MURDERING THIEVES. LET ME TELL YOU OF MY DAY YESTERDAY, AFTER PROMOTING, THE GRIZ FOOTBALL, RIVER FEST, AND THE MISSOULA POW WOW, I WAS TRACKED, TRACED, BUSES SWITCHED NUMBERS, AND ROUTES, WITH DOUBLE BUSES, AND UNDERCOVER AGENTS, SPYING ON ME, THREE IN A ROW AS I HEADED TO THE STADIUM, STAKING OUT MY ROUTE, SO THEY COULD PULL SOME SHIT ASS STUNT, LIKE GET THE FUCKING SECURITY OR CAMPUS COPS, TO ARREST ME, NO CHARGES, DITCH ME AWAY, SO THAT BIG BOOB ASS SISTER, RACHEL, ACTUALLY YOUNGER THAN MYSELF, BUT LOOKS LIKE AN OLD RICH BITCH, WITH DIAMONDS AND HUGE AS MATRONLY BOOBS, THAT THE COPS GO APE SHIT OVER, SO THEY NEVER LOOK AT HER FACE! LOL! OR SHELLY THE BRIDE OF FRANKENSTEIN, WITH STITCHES, ALONG HER EARS, AND ACROSS THE TOP OF HER SCALP, BELIEVE ME, I KNOW THESE WOMEN, THEY ARE FUCKING "NOTHING" TO BRAG ABOUT! BUT, AS I STARTED TO GET CLOSER TO THE WASHINGTON STADIUM PROBABLY UNVEILING THE NEW ELECTRONIC JUMBO TRON, THAT WAS MOST LIKELY LAUNDERED, AS WAS THE PURCHASE OF THE LAW SCHOOL, AT THE U OF M, GOING TO UNVEILED, THEY SURE AND SHIT DIDN'T WANT THE TRUE JOANN S. SECRIST, J.D., TO DISCOVER THE SCORE BOARD, BECAUSE, I WOIULD WRITE ABOUT IT, THESE LOSERS, WANT TO BE THE BIG SHOTS, THE MONEY CREW . . . WHY DOESN'T THE FBI, OR THE CIA, OVER FINANCIAL CRIMES INVESITAGE, OR THE LOCAL COPS, YOU HAVE JURISDICTION TO TAKE THESE MOTHER FUCKERS OUT, TOO, THE CRIMES WERE COMMITTED IN YOUR JURISDICTION, THEY STARTED IN UTAH, THEN THESE BUTT FUCKERS, FOLLOWED ME TO MONTANA, AND NOW, IT IS THEIR OWN PRIVATE MONTANA . . . THERE IS A POSTER, OF A GUY, WHO LOOKS SIMILAR TO BRETT, IN THE BREAK CAFE' WINDOW, WHERE I AM RIGHT NOW, KISSING THE GROUND, AND THAT IS WHERE I GOT THE SLOGAN, "MY OWN PRIVATE MONTANA" THEY HAVE BOUGHT YOU, LOCK, STOCK & BARREL, WITH STOLEN MONEY, AND YOU ARE GONIG TO BE LEFT, HIGH AND DRY, MUCH, LIKE AFTER THE DAYS OF THE "COPPER KINGS" WHO BOUGHT AND SOLD POLITICIANS, THAT I HAVE WITNESSED IN MODERN DAY, JUST SINCE I HAVE BEEN IN THE STATE! YOU ARE DEALING WITH THE MORMON MILITIA, MOB, MITT'S BOYZ AND GIRLZ, THEY WANT SOCIALISM, THEY THINK, I AM A HOG, TO CLAIM WHAT IS RIGHTFULLY MINE, FROM MY CASES, TO THIS BLOG, TO MY KIDS, FAMILY DOLLAR, TO ROCK AND HIP HOP, STAR SONS, MUSIC, THEY THINK IT ALL BELONGS TO THEM, FOR SOME SICK ASS REASON, JUST BECAUSE THAT IS THE WAY, PSYCHOPATHS THINK, THEY ARE MAJOR FUCKED UP AND THEY WILL FUCK YOU UP TOO! MORALS CAN'T BE LEGISLATED, BUT THEY CAN BE TAUGHT! GET SOME, LIFE GOES BETTER WITH VALUES! A CODE OF ETHICS, LOYALTY TO LASTING PRINCIPLES AND CONCEPTS, LIKE, DON'T INFRINGE ON SOMEONE'S, PROPERTY OR PERSONS, RELIGION OR RACE, SEX, AGE, GENDER, DISABILITY, AND PROVIDE EVERYONE WITH JUSTICE FOR ALL, PRIVILEGE AND FAVOR FOR NONE! WITH DUE PROCESS AND EQUAL PROTECTION UNDER THE LAW! OFFICERS, YOU MAY HAVE A LAW, THAT STATES THAT SOMEONE, CAN'T RUN FROM LAW ENFORCEMENT, BUT THERE HAS TO BE A LEGITIMATE CRIME, UNDERLINGING THAT CLAIM TO BE VALID, YOU DON'T GET TO DO WHAT, THE COPS IN BALTIMORE DID WITH FREDDY GRAY, CHASE HIM, ARREST HIM, THROW HIM IN THE BACK OF A VAN, DENY HIM, HIS DIGINTIY AND HUMANITY, BY CALLOUS, TREATMENT BY DENYING HIM MEDICAL ATTENTION WHILE PASSING WHAT 3 HOSPITALS? NO, I HAVE DONE NOTHING WRONG, I JUST KNOW, THAT I WILL BE DENIED, HUMAN TREATMENT, WITH NO CHARGES, LIKE GRAY, DARED TO LOOK YOU IN THE EYE, THEREFORE, YOU WENT AFTER HIM, AND THE CONSTITUTION IS STILL THE LAW OF THE LAND, SO FUCK OFF! YESTERDAY, AS I STOPPED IN AT THE LAW SCHOOL, LIBRARY, AH, SURVEILLANCE ASSHOLES, GETTING THEIR RIGHT BETWEEN 4:00 TO 5:00 PM, TO REPOST MY BLOG, WITH MY SIGN, FROM GOD INTEL, "ACE IS THE HELPFUL PLACE" THAT IS MY SIGN FOR BRETT, EX. #3, SERIAL KILLER, ABUSER, AMERICAN PSYCHO. YOU ALL THINK IS MR. CHARMING ALONG WITH KAY, MS. CHARMING, AMERICAN BITCH PSYCHO! YOU ARE JUST BUYING A BOAT LOAD OF SHIT FROM THESE TWO LOSERS, WHO HAVE NOT MADE A SINGLE DIME OF THE MONEY THEY ARE DISTRIBUTING, LIKE THE BILLIONAIRES, THAT I AM, BUT THEY INTERCEPT THE MONEY, AND HAVE SINCE BEFORE, I STARTED BACK INTO LAW, IN 2009, STEALING MY SON'S MONEY, WHO THEY CLAIM TO LOVE SO MUCH, BECAUSE THEIR OWN KIDS ARE FUCKED UP WITH THEM AS PARENTS! BUT, I NOTICED ON THE WALLS OF THE LAW SCHOOL, YAHOO, DIFFERENT QUOTES FROM THE MONTANA CONSTITUTION, PAINTED ON THE HALLS OF THE SCHOOL . . . NOW, KAY MAY BE, CLAIMING TO BE ME, AND TEACHING CONSTITUTIONAL LAW, PRETENDING TO BE ME--GO LOOK UP, ATTORNEY KAY BURNINGHAM, THE TORT ATTORNEY, AND SEE IF THERE IS ONE MENTION OF THE CONSTITUTION IN ANY OF HER CASES, THIS LITTLE AMBULANCE CHASER, FILED, NOT A FUCKING ONE, IN UTAH, SAN DIEGO AND COLORADO! SHE HAD NO CLAIM TO FAME, UNTIL SHE HOOKED UP WITH BRETT, AND PRETENDED TO BE ME, BECAUSE HE WOULD NOT DIVORCE ME, MY KIDS, CREDENTIALS, CASES, BLOGS ARE ALL SO FUCKING MUCH BETTER, GIVE HIS CRIMINAL ENTERPRISES, MUCH MORE PROTECTIONS, COPS HAVE FEARED ME, FOR FUCKING ALMOST 20 YEARS, COME 2017, SINCE I FOUGHT ASSET FORFEITURE IN THE UTAH LEGISLATURE, BACK IN 1997, KICKING COPS AND PROSECUTORS ASSES, COUNTRY WIDE, AFTER 27 STATES FOLLOWED SUIT, TAKING THE INCENTIVES AWAY FROM COPS, DEALING WITH DRUG CASES . . . BUT, THEY ARE RIGHT BACK WHERE, I STARTED, KICKING THEIR ASSES, NOW THEY JUST FUNNEL ALL THE SHIT AND MONEY UP THROUGH THE FUCKING MORMON FBI, AND THE FEDS KEEP 20% AND THE REST GOES BACK TO THE LOCAL AND STATE COPS, ALL 80%, BUT, ALLEGEDLY, THE COPS ARE HOLDING THE PROPERTY, PERSONAL AND REAL, FROM MONEY, TO HOUSES, TO CARS, AND PROVIDING DUE PROCESS, BEFORE STEALING AND KEEPING YOUR STUFF! THAT WAS MY INTRODUCTION TO THIS COLD WAR WITH COPS! I HAVEN'T BEEN THERE TO GUARD THE CHICKEN COOP, AND THE COPS ARE RIGHT BACK THERE WITH THEIR HANDS IN THE COOKIE JAR, OR UP KAY'S ASS! GOD DAMNIT! DO I HAVE TO BABYSIT YOU GUYS, 24 FUCKING 7? SHIT! OKAY, HERE IS MY DAY, YESTERDAY, SEE WHAT YOU THINK?

THE RIVER IS DEEPER THAN YOU THINK!

Now, no one could be happier, than me to see the economy improve, housing permits, new apartments, construction jobs, street improvement, and even if it is on my dime, but ONLY, if credit is given where credit it due, crime, mob, criminal enterprises and patterns of criminal activity, are out, totally!  You don't need to cheat to win.  We are in an election year, and I happen to be a fan of President Obama and Hillary Clinton, think, Bernie Sanders is a whiner, going right back to being a Independent, never truly a Democrat, just like Trump is not truly a Republican, and as Hillary said, yesterday, he is going to the Alt-Right, and if he is voted into office, this country will be turned over to racist, sexist, misogynist, bigoted, asshole, white, over 50 something males, who will make America Great Again, for white, stodgy, angry, men, PERIOD!  Forget about the rest of you, so I dig seeing all the new growth, road improvements, and want that stuff, and don't mind, my money being distributed, to the masses, but not through the hands of organized crime, like it is, up standing as you think these former, friends, lovers, and sisters, are, THEY ARE JUST A BUNCH OF MALARKEY, HOOEY, AND HORSE SHIT!  SERIOUSLY!  Do not be fooled.  You need to open your eyes, look deeper, or even notice what is going on right in plain sight, in front of your face, and you will be shocked, amazed, and stunned, where you community, a fine one at that, is heading!  Once the noose is around your neck, and you are hanging from the tree, it it too late!  For the most part, there is always, strings attached to gifts of money, grants, foundations, scholarships, you will do it our way, we get face time, we want conservative principles, and concepts, taught, get rid of the liberal arts, humanities, and we just want the hard sciences!  The battle over the college budget, was most likely driven by people with this bent and thought, as, much, like the Koch, brothers, who went into like 850 universities and gave a shit load of money, but, only to control their curriculum's, therefore, controlling the minds of the students!

The Mormon controlled, NSA, or those given access, to change stuff, like the numbers and hits on my blog, on various sites, like love.com, surf.com, rage.com, sage.com, and it.com, all with hits from 12 million to 43 million, per less than a second, now flat-lined, at roughly, 500,000 hits, "anytime" making it all, seem so boring, and stayed, just like these fucks, who can't conceive of the number of hits, the new frontier, the money, the power, the voice of this blog, in all 193 languages of the earth, that could be hijacked as a tool, of propaganda, for the socialist, the alt-right, those, who want, tanks, jack booted, military thug cops, and complete and utter control over "WE THE PEOPLE" seeing us as little more than cattle, consumers, eaters, and breeders!  These people are really, really fucked up, think their shit doesn't stink, think they are cooler than cool, smarter than smart, using all my material, to beef up their credentials, and resumes, money, and bank accounts, to substantiate their claims of power, money, etc.!  But, yesterday, I wrote, as you will know, reader, about the movie and book,  A River Runs Through It, which is about, Missoula, the Blackfoot and Clark Fork Rivers, these occasional locals, would want to be the ones to write this blog, not unlike all my blogs, because, they are all hits all the time, just like my sons' music! 

So, they were bound and determined, not only to take credit for this, parent guide, with ideas and thoughts, but, they would be concerned about, unveiling the new, jumbo tron, or electronic scoreboard, purchased with my money, but with several alleged, surrogates, to stand in my shoes, to take credit . . . now the NSA is blocking me from my normal, starcraft, designs, with subtitles and such, so bare with  me . . . they keep having these pesky, text boxes, pop up, so they have time to go in and change, self-identifying data, I write about, just wrote the word, WAR, GO GET A FUCKING LIFE LOSERS!  GOD! but, they want to take credit for advertising local events, such as the GRIZ CELEBRATION at the football stadium, yesterday . . . but, they had to stop me from going, as they have every fucking event, I have advertised, because, they want to go, and don't want me to be there, so here is where the bought and paid for buses and cops come into play . . . we will see if I can put a subtitle in here?

SHOCK OF SHOCKS, THE TEXT BOXES DIDN'T INTERFER!

The NSA, must not want, other law enforcement agencies to see, them fucking with me, now I can just write!  So, all seemed calms, as I recall, yesterday morning, but I did go write my blog, at the Commons, up on campus, and it is beautiful, quiet, clean, and up in the trees, so you see, all this lush, restful, greenery, around you, and it is relaxing and inspiring, but I did notice, one dude, who appeared to be doing surveillance on me, as I crossed over the bridge with all the locks, on it, the bridge, that cars, can't drive across, that is lighted at night, yeah, that bridge, at probably, around 8:30 to 9:00 AM, but, for some reason, I noticed this dude, because the way he was holding his phone, it looked like a gun to me at first, so he came to my attention.  When I got closer, I noticed, it was just a smart phone or something like it, and blew him off, but, after crossing the bridge, or as I was crossing with him, going the other way, I could feel someone breathing down my neck, and I turned and it was this dude with the gun, smart phone!  What the fuck, a tail, already this morning, if not an assassin!  So, that was all I noticed, before lunch.

Full-Blown, City Cop, At the Desk of the Community Hospital?

I like to eat lunch at the hospitals, they are healthy, yummy, real food, low calorie and low budget, which, I love to get a great meal for what I would pay for a burger, fries and drink, and it is healthy as crazy, Brussel sprouts, sautéed in butter, seasoned to perfections, crispy, yet tender, cooked all the way through, and pulled pork over a burrito? for $5.00, fuck yeah!  But, every once in a while, I go to the Community Hospital, to write a blog, or just take a break, or get something to eat, or to just crash their Internet, and drink something, nice, quiet, clean, well maintained place.  But, yesterday, I noticed a cop, standing at the information booth, full uniformed, U.S.A., patch on his sleeve, not your normal attire for a security guard, who is usually low profile, so as not to upset, patients and patrons of the hospitals, who are already dealing with trauma in their lives, so that seemed odd, to say the least, but, I just noted it, and he seemed entertained and into his conversation with the receptionist, and what do I know about the Community Hospital?  Not much, but what is normal, and this was NOT normal!  So, that was red flag, number one . . . I took bus 6 to the Hospital, with Ray driving, but, I decided, since I was going to the GRIZ CELEBRATION, I would take, bus 8 back, that is a direct route, to and from the college, and the hospital.  So, I looked up the time the bus would arrive, like 3:46 PM, or something like that.

I am always, happy, when, I actually connect up, right, for some reason, I guess because, I have been conditioned as of late in my life, that nobody can be trusted, and so, I am shocked that, something so little as a bus, delights me, that I can rely on something, and sure enough, bus #8 pulls up, right on time, or so I thought?  But, as I smiled, and got up to go to the bus, the number on the bus, turned from an 8, to a #9 bus, and I was like, what the fuck?  But, it said that is was going downtown, so all roads, lead to Rome and all buses, lead to the terminal, and I had an hour and a half to burn, so, I would go downtown, first , then hit a bus, back to the stadium, in time for the GRIZ party.  But, as I sat on the bus, the driver, went in the building, they are human too, they need to pee, get a drink, and he came out of the building with a drink in his hand, nothing big, but, just a wonder as to where he had been with the cop inside and all, so I decided, to jump off the bus, and wait for bus 8, since he told me, when I inquired, if the 8 was still coming, because, I never knew the 9, came to the Community Hospital, so, if the 8 going directly to the college was still coming, seeing that the 9 bus, was originally the 8 bus, I would just wait, since it would be there in seconds, literally.  I got off and looked up the schedule and sure enough, 9 did come to the Hospital, so I didn't think, much more about it, until the next bus, fuck up, happened, connecting the dots!

Horse Painting, Montana Constitution Quotes, Like the Painting, the Larger Horse, In the Painting in the Law School Library, Represents the Constitutional Argument in Any Case, the Weaker Horse, Is Like A Statute or Law, But Not the Supreme Law of the Land, the Power House!

I repost my blog, without incident, and I am basking in the use of the Montana Constitution, and the quotes on the wall, hoping that in some small, way, my blog, or cases, of me, have helped inspire, those noteworthy and valuable additions to the law school student's knowledge and experience, having the school of law, give, focus and meaning to the state Constitution, that is so, precious and valuable, and POWERFUL!  You have no idea, but I do, and that is why I push the state documents, that have sections, that are similar, to those in the United States Constitution, due process, equal protection, etc., but, the human dignity, addition, to the like 14th amendment section is great, and those people in the 1972 revision of the document, had, specific ideas in mind when they added those words!  So, I was happy, and had, another half hour to kill, so I went out back, on my way, to the Adams Center, and then to the football field, sat in the cool grass, thinking I was somewhat out of the way, took off my shoes and socks and rubbed my stinky, hot, sweaty feet in the cool lush grass, something I don't think I have done since childhood, so, happy in a very base and pure sense! 

After I filed, my $357 million securities case, that rocked the nations, SEC state and federal regulators, that all people are entitled to civil and constitutional rights, protections and privileges, I got a U.S. federal district judge, chief, justice, Tena Campbell, of the District of Utah, disqualified, from my case, as it climbed the ladder from state federal courts to the court of appeals, onto the U.S. Supreme Court, for, admitting on the stand, that she knew nothing of the HIGHEST LAW OF THE LAND IN UTAH, AS LONG AS IT DID NOT CONTRADICT OR VIOLATE THE SUPREME LAW OF THE LAND, THE U.S. CONSTITUTION, as she GUTTED, 29 violations of the Utah Securities Division, operating under color of law, along with 6 violations under the United States Constitution!  KNOWLEDGE IS POWER, AND THESE STATE CONSTITUTIONS ARE NOT MOCK MODELS OF THE FEDERAL CONSTITUTION, BUT ARE LADEN WITH PRECIOUS RIGHTS AND PROTECTIONS!  At one point in the process, I went down to BYU, my law school, the Mormon Church law school, and met with a very scholarly professor, Thomas, who actually wrote the Utah Rules of Civil Procedure, and I told him, that the law school had to do a better job, at teaching and training on the CONSTITUTIONS!  He looked at my law suit and checked to see of any of the 9 or so, named defendants, were former BYU law grads, and two were, and he was horrified!  So, U of M, law school, good on YOU! start your babies out right, those first year law students! my daughter, may be one of yours, some time, teacher her the right principles and she will not depart from them!

NOT AN OUT OF THE WAY SPOT . . . THE BAND MARCHED THROW MY PATHWAY, AND THREE SPIES!!!!!!

I wrote in my morning blog, that the band, would be at the GRIZ CELEBRATION, but, that was just wishful thinking, love, college bands, high school bands, my same daughter, played, saxophone, when she was in junior high school, but not in high school, so when she played in the Navy Band for her Graduation from Navy Boot Camp, and I saw my little saxophonist, rockin' to her music, with the band, doing all she could to stand still, without dancing, to the fun, Navy fight song, I loved it!  I heard the U of M, marching band, playing out on the practice fields so I was sure when they passed me, they were going to the music, building just down the road from the law school, to get their uniforms on, but, when I stopped one of them, to see if they were playing, they informed me that, they were not playing until the first game, September 3, 2016.  Oh, that took away half of the reason, I wanted to go . . .  oh, well, I love football too, that should be enough.  But, as I sat there, I noticed, not just one guy, appear, from nowhere watching me, but, another, then another, like, seriously there is nothing back there, but me, and the back door to the KUFM, Kay U, Fuck Murder, but the last guy, game out and tried to pretend, that I didn't see him?  Strange, but when I stared him down, he got very nervous and took off, so I knew something was up, and I went with caution.  Another dude was just sitting I the back of a truck, doing nothing, but looked like he could be a football player?

I ALWAYS ERROR ON THE SIDE OF SAFETY, no matter what I have to miss, like the whole fucking summer, of festivals, but, the inside of a jail, or dirt, over my face, putting me six feet under, always encourages me to be safe!  I look at even little stickers, on posts, as GOD INTEL, and there was this brown half post, with an orange sticker, with the shape of Montana, on it and the words, DO NOT ENTER!  I paused and in light of all the shit, so far, and only gets worse, I better skip the game, and go back and eat dinner--SHIT!  My whole summer has been fucked, I don't feel like I had one, but I am sure, that the OTHER JOANNS HAVE ENJOYED ALL EVENTS, in the PLAYFUL CITY!  I sat on a rock, because there were, chalk writings on the asphalt, that said, GO SLOW, 4 KIDS . . . good, my kids, will eventually be on my side, they have been compromised by marrying the enemy!  LOL!  FBI Dating Game!  I slowed a bit, but there was another sign, SLOW DOWN!  I sat on a rock and stopped, following directions, and all the sudden this new, black and gold, charter bus, or private bus, the best MY MONEY COULD BUY, pulls up into the place near where you go into the stadium, is this the elite football fans, the ones to pull the curtains on the new JUMBOTRON?  I watched, as seemingly older people streamed out of the fancy bus?  Seemed a bit, high brow, for Montana, but what do I know, I have been living the DOWNTOWN, life with the HOMELESS, while my doubles have been living the HIGH LIFE ON MY DIME! was this purchased with my dime?  I WOULD SAY SO!

KEEP MISSOULA WEIRD . . . AND IT IS!

Yesterday, while paying Missoula a compliment, and Montana, I also, ripped the city, so was this all payback?  So, I head to the bus bench at the Motel 6, Van Buren and Broadway stop, and some chick is sitting there, with her smartphone, and looking at the bus, and tracking it with her app.  I asked if a bus was coming soon?  She said, I can't tell, because, bus number 5, is way down at the football stadium on campus?  But, another bus 5, just went up the Rattlesnake Canyon route, and bus #4, is way behind, so?  I was like, everything is symbolic, TWO BUS 5'S, one coming our way, and the other one on CAMPUS?  Could it be more telling, did, the other bus, pretend to go, down to the college, like it was taking me, to the GRIZ CELEBRATION? because that is my only transportation, and they were transporting the dignitary, who rides the bus, writes the blog and paid for the JUMBO TRON? what the fuck?

YOU BE THE JUDGE, I AM GOING TO LUNCH!

THE RIVER--IT IS DEEPER THAN YOU THINK!