The cartoon, is classic, and my sentiments exactly . . . there are two, black hooded, ISIS members, holding rifles, with the caption, saying, Our Founding Fathers, and up on the wall, all three wearing colonial time period wigs, there are birth of the country, or rebirth of the country, portraits, framed and on the wall, powdered wigs and colonial wear, and the modern day faces of Dick, Rummy & W! LOL! Perfect! Bush, after 9/11 declared that he would not stop, going after the Axis of Evil . . . especially, Saddam Hussein . . . the leader of Iran, but we went into oil rich Iraq, and Afghanistan, rich in Opium! With all the piss and vinegar, that we went after G.O.D., Gold, Oil, & Drugs, in Iraq and Afghanistan, in the Dick Cheney, Bush, oil men, fury, to allegedly find, Osama Bin Laden, whom, Obama and SEAL Team 6 caught, got years after his presidency was over, American imperialism, was a template and model for ISIS, driving them to imperialistically, go into country after country, uninvited, and take over, kill, maim, torture, behead, following, God, only knows, what tortures the CIA did to war prisoners, in violation of war crime treaties, and international laws?
If it were not so tragically true, we could all laugh about it--one of the tactics the Bush, Patriot Act, an Imperialist American Agenda, to Police the World . . . once turned on American citizens, like myself, is to take incidents out of the context of the situation, the larger picture of what the world police, NSA, CIA, FBI, and others, Gitmo, and all are doing, have done, in the past, and start, at "J" rather than going with the totality of the circumstances, taking all the fact, story, and history into account, in determining what is really going on! That allows, them to take out all mitigating facts and circumstances, that may, in fact, turn fact finders, and decision makers, in a totally different way and conclusion as to what did happen, and what should happen to those who should be held responsible for whatever it is they are deciding! That is not different on the world scene, and in the total context of what is going on . . . transparency, responsibility, and integrity, if not total honesty are needed, to handle any problem, locally, statewide, nationwide and worldwide! World, we can do this, freedom, peace and prosperity for everyone, is not unrealistic, if United in LOVE!
Good Times Never Felt So Good!
So, in a serendipitous, stroke of luck, yesterday, just as I finished my blog, on Evangelical Christianity, I was heading to the restroom, and noticed, the library short circuit, inner library system, TV was broadcasting the Durango, City Council meeting. There were a group, of what I thought, were responsible citizens, older for the most part, distinguished in their casual but classical dress, evidencing, intellectual freedom to wear, colorful hats, shorts, sandals, golf shirts, stuff that well retired, senior citizens wear, detecting and noting a sense of freedom from the fashion police of the younger, less mature and experienced, if not in a class of peerless rivals, this group, struck me as a one of a kind, and it was . . . I said, is this the city council meeting, and they responded, I am sure, not thinking I would know what, they were referring to, having joined the group, years ago, in St. George, while waiting to die, but just getting back into the swing of the brain trust crowd, I had been with prior to being diagnosed with PICKs, a terminal brain disease, that of attorney, professor at three universities, business owner, and Internet contributor, but looking much younger, even than my peers of the ripe young age of 60!
When I belonged to the
Great Decisions group, back in the early Obama, years, of 2009, when Congress was asking the questions, why should we authorize more troops, and more appropriations for war, over in Afghanistan, and me and 15 other professors, and friends, husband and kids, not only having been military strategists, life time military, others, with family members, setting up girl schools, and giving medical services, in that country, I decided, with little knowledge and experience, that on my discussion week, over the subjects of Afghanistan and Pakistan, that we were going to and should take this impressive group of people, and their minds, and experience, and actually come up with a plan, that our new, President, could use, to give to Congress, the Joint Chief of Staff, and others concerned, as well as us, taking it to our senators and congressmen, personally, which we did . . . and so the group, dug in their brilliant minds, researching skills, education and backgrounds, and took originally two weeks, starting in February, the assigned,
Great Decisions, manual, schedule, with me, going a few weeks, beyond that time, actually into early May, 2009, after meeting with Congressman Matheson, the lone, Democrat, in Congress, and he asked me to take the 7 page plan, and reduce it to three pages, and so I did. I also took it to Senator Bennett and Hatch's offices.
Our group was called, the
St. George, Great Think Team . . . Afghanistan is Like A Tiger: The U.S.A. Better Be Careful When it Gets On, and When it Gets Off! And, here we are at the end of the allotted, time for withdrawal of American troops, and the getting off, is not the right time, yet, but who knew, back in the day, 2009, but the region is more stable, and our four point plan, was almost followed to the point: (1) give the people and election free choice, in a democratic vote, getting rid of the corruption in the election process and the voting process; (2) start training Afghan military, to handle their own issues with Al Qaeda and the Taliban; (3) start educating women, finding that women, who are educated are less likely to let their children join extremist groups, and the Taliban; and (4) rather than using ground troops, start using special missions, CIA, SEALs, and covert ops to take out and maintain, the elected leaders. Hilary Clinton, in an address to the Council of Foreign Relations, addressed some of our points, and this seems to be the general approach of the region.
I faxed the plan, all of them the 7 and later the 4 page, shorter version, straight from Dixie State College/University, to the White House!
Patterns & Experience . . . Group Discussion So Good, that I Can Just Spit Comments Out in the Title, the 6 Points I Think, Ought To Be Taken Into Consideration!
Some of the more knowledgeable professors, and world travelers, thought the discussion book and experts, in the manual put out by the Great Decisions, headquarters and political foundation, were a bit juvenile in their writings and approach to the subject, if not untimely and stale, written months prior to publication and the discussions coming to the groups, that I think, might even be worldwide? That shows you the knowledge level, and experience of these untapped brain trusts, dotting the nation, if not the world! That is when I told the group of the project, we did, taking the discussions one step further, into making a plan to help our new, President. The discussion leader, who really knew her stuff, and had tons of educational ads to help some of us, like, myself, who had not read the material, nor traveled or taught in that area, but she, almost hesitantly admitted, that she, in retrospect, even in America, switching from opposing the Assad regime, to supporting him, and said, she really didn't not disagree with anything that President O, had done to this point, as complicated as the situation is over in the Arab countries. Pretty high compliment, Prez.
One of the guys, in our break-out group, discussing what the questions and issues, for resolution ought to be, said, we all assume that the guys in Washington, know what they are doing, that they have some heightened knowledge that would make them dictate the right course for the nation to take, and that is not necessarily true . . . that is when, I told him what my smart daughter said, and made the comment, that we just can't continue to elect, Barbie and Ken, and expect much from them, by way of Great Decisions; therefore, we need to step in and get busy helping them, the brain kids, those with histories and knowledge in areas of concern to national interest and world concerns. As I walked up to the 2nd, floor, of this amazing state of the art, and nature, cool library, where I sat out on the balcony, watching series on serial killers, and watching the river and biker, hikers, and families taking advantage of the beautiful weather, rive and walk-way, I noticed a magazine, that was far too familiar to me . . . Architectural Digest, The Smart Ones . . . the smart ones, title caught my eye first, then when I saw the magazine, one that Brett, the one who helped all the gals, the "Fancy" Ladies, really government hookers, as Lady Gaga, would refer to them as, allegedly, steal, projects, like the Afghanistan plan, cases, this blog, legislation on water compacts, and about everything I have ever done, as my third husband, before he replaced me with the government double, and my former, ex-friend, attorney, C rate, Kay Burningham!
Scream, so for all my brilliance, native intelligence, this group of fuckers, liars, imitators, and second rate anythings, if not serial killers, with 25 and mounting people being knocked off to protect the liars, the fakes, the frauds . . . they are getting called the SMART ONES . . . no that is what they use my intellectual property to make you think! OH, HELL NO! SMART CRIMINAL MINDS . . . YES, HELL YES! But, they need me, I don't need them . . . nothing original, all my work, my resumes, my background and work! And that is the God-HONEST TRUTH!
Soccer Mom Confidential!
I was going to tell you about this episode of 48 Hours and FBI Files, when the NSA, so rudely, interrupted me, taking my original work, and decided to put it through some sterile computer program, that will change a word order, or the sentence structure, but never the content and substantive, message, because a fucking, PRISIM machine program can't do that, or improve upon the content, and neither can the cyper spies, or the BOX TROLLS as I call them, watching what I write 24/7, and then through Google, who allows them into my alleged, ONE ACCOUNT, bull shit, lies, giving them total access to fuck with my blogs, any time, and claim that the "Fancy" Ladies, did it, they alleged, SMART ONES, burying me, through deep and dark Internet shit, that was developed for secret transmission of spy messages, CIA communications, not dick and penis protection! Anyway, here is the basic story line, well the facts, actually, and the parallels with my story and case, that should be protecting the innocent, the creator, the writer, the attorney and her cases, not changing the names to mine, to protect the guilty!
Former Cops, Housewives Trained to Be Private Investigators, Reality TV
So this guy, a former cop, turned private investigator, with dreams of having an agency, like the fictional, Charlie's Angels, (David Doddridge, St. George, PI, hired Rachel, Haylee, and was looking for a third Angel, every instrumental in saying that Rachel was Me, an ATTORNEY, with the help of Iron County, after the Nelson murder case, she worked on with Scott Garrett and Sheriff Gower! Low cut shirts with a new $20,000 boob job, worked miracles, and got Rachel into the law, as a lawyer, a great lawyer, who sued these boys!) finding, I think, rather, average looking housewives, by day, and heat packing, private investigators by night! This guy was a ego, maniac, and wanted to have his own reality TV show, and the housewives, were a hit, and the guy and his PI firm started to go big time, being on the Dr. Phil Show, and being featured on the cover of magazines. Pretty soon, these chicks, noticed that their boss, started asking them to do things, like set up, soon to be ex-husbands, in honey traps, much like the CIA and FBI use, inducting female agents, with the sole intent of trapping unsuspecting agents from other countries, or alleged suspects, and setting these guys up on like staged DUIs, giving the client wives, a head start on the divorce proceedings, with the girls dressed up for the kill, the trap, and getting the man drinking, and then more cops, dirty cops, would be informed at a stake out points, to arrest the unsuspected husbands!
Another ex-cop, was hired, as kind of the male, honey trap, or with his attractive wife, would try to work with the honey trap, who gets the man into a questionable relationship, and then the new couple joins them, and then sets up the swinging, the wife switching or partner trading, with the housewives, taking pictures from cars, and recording conversations, used to give to clients, to take down the other person, the subject of the investigation. This ex-cop, noticed that the boss, Chris Carter, was going way beyond what was, not only lawful, but ethical, and noticed that he not only was doing this, pushing employees, beyond the limits, sexually and other ways, but he noticed that Carter had a drug business, going on the side with a current, head of the narcotics task force, (Iron County, Narc, McIntyre . . . got a new truck, son got a new truck after lying on the witness stand in Shane Clark's case . . . and new toy hauler! Also set Shane up on 51 felony pieces of evidence!) who would take the drugs, collected for evidence in drug stings, controlled buys and wired buys, and put them back on the streets . . . same thing, Washington, Iron, and Garfield Counties were doing, growing the marijuana, acting like they were taking drugs off the streets, when they were, working with drug cartels, and putting it back on the streets, and getting big time grants from the feds for drug interdiction programs!
Investigative Journalist for DIABLO Magazine, and Ex-COP Take The Soccer Mom Ring Down!
All these women, claimed they didn't know what was going on . . . hell they didn't. You know when you are doing something that is crossing the line, between the law, and breaking the law! But, anyway, the reality show producers, the magazine, and the cop, all could see, that this megalomaniac, Brett Todd Stewart/Stuart and crew of chicks, housewives, biologists, flight attendant, relief society presidents, EMT trained housewives, shitty attorneys . . . my third husband, is either some big shot cop, or just a fucking criminal, and I put them all in the same category. So, when I killed asset forfeiture, and every cop in the nation, hated my guts, when doing a docie' on me, brought 5 other sisters and a few attorney friends on the scene, and the cop hatred for me, fueled the fires of hate crimes! Eventually, it was discovered, that they were all ACTORS! And that most of the cases, that were going to be the focus of the TV reality show, were just either in part, or in whole fabrications, and just scripted, to make the private investigators and his alleged Angels, look good . . . the ex-cop, noticed that everything just happened to work out, just the way it should, until they got an actual real case, of a teen who ran away from home, and there was a hideous incident between, P.I. Chris Carter and the teen, that totally revealed that everything this guys did was to play for fame, the cameras, and his fortune, using everyone, including real clients!
Carter, didn't get the write up he planned on, and is not facing charges, prison, and this case is so, recent, that the dates for his trial have not even been set . . . maybe my story, blog, the fraud broads, may have inspired this guy. But in my case, you have to expand the cop circle to include county attorneys, judges, governors, attorney generals, attorneys, members of the Mormon Church, my clients, friends, and even lovers, if I can get one, outside their ring of cops! They keep a tight grip on me, and appearance, is staged, every guy, as there was one who tried to pick me up the other day, and high pressured me, trying to get me to go with him . . . until I mentioned that three of my ex-husbands, were cops, and tried to destroyed me, and he backed off, a conscious? The Sheriff came in the library the next day, with the librarians, not know what the visit was for? But, I was sitting where I had the day before, where the guy, not only tried to pick me up on the streets, but came to the library tracking me down, could be an assassin, take her out before, she gets into the swing of things, fast, like she always does! LOL! Just my nature!
Intel From My Guy This Morning!
So, yesterday, I wrote about the Manna Soup Kitchen, the fresh food, and the garden, forgot to mention, that they, the group, also, built a culinary arts school, next door, to train their chefs, and I wanted to thank the AARP & Friends, who served us, and maybe made the food Sunday! But if you go back several blogs ago, and at the end, I am writing about a video, called, Private Needham's War (Kay Burningham aka JoAnn S. Secrist! I think a set-up to steal my name, my son's music, and justify the theft of everything I have ever done professionally, but Kay can't cover all I do, so they brought in the Soccer Mom Confidential, Rachel, Shelley, Sue, Tiffany, Kelly, Hope to cover the other areas, Kay is deficient in, like all of them . . . she used illegal aliens, Hispanic, paying them under the table, to raise her kids, and clean her house, so she could practice law! Brett was a fucking sperm doner . . . and they, later after seeing my cool kids, want to claim MINE! To cover their fucking asses for MONEY! But there is a check, on the wall of the soup kitchen, that is from none other than, the Needham Group! For $250 and palm, hand prints all over it . . . blood on their hands, for money, in this private war, to protect the GUILTY!
One of the guests, at breakfast, had a t-shirt on that said, Unlimited Beach Permit, 2009! Kay lived at Half-Moon Bay, in California, on the beach, so that is one of the symbols for her, and I wrote the plan, for Afghanistan, in 2009, the one for the Great Decisions Group of St. George! So, most likely, if the Obama Administration, contacted, whom they thought was, me, JoAnn S. Secrist, was probably at that time, either Kay or Shelley . . . and in the video, yesterday, there was this adviser to the President, with a very symbolic name, Gayle Smith, Shelley used to live, down the street from Smiths, or I got if from when Brett was fucking Shelley, after I left him, with me wondering if he was FBI, CIA, and that show, Mr. & Mrs. Smith came out . . . finding all kinds of evidence that Brett was frequenting Shelley's house! But, the insecure men, and the jealous group of women, who have been jealous, Shelley since birth, LOL, would surely pick up on my plan, and take credit for it . . . cousin, Edward Southwick, key position to lie, say that Shelley was me, and me her, being chased and on the run from the cacophony of cops, who were chasing me from 6 states! They love Shelley, she is fucking stealing money from me for them, the cops! They all have benefited from her jealousy and their hatred! LOL! Edward was the one who got me into the Great Decisions group, and I called him, last night to tell him about this new group, knowing he would rat me out to the gang of Southwick cops, cross deputized, they want to beef up sisters and ex-friend's resumes, get their thrills from using the women against ME! LOL!
Truck, With Matthew's Division, Printed On It . . . The Religious Blogs, Like Yesterday, Are Suppose to Come From Rachel . . . What a Fucking Joke! LOL!
Rachel couldn't quote a scripture, outside the Mormon standard, easy ones, if her fucking stupid life depended on it! Unless, that is, the CIA, Make a Wish Foundation, who made her an attorney, or ME, her lifetime dream, and like at Dixie State College at the time, now, questionable, University, someone was taking classes, under my name, but spelled, Joann Secrist, my birthday, and Social Security number! And up in Montana, in Missoula, some woman, asked me if I was taking a communications class? I said no, and she said, she looks just like you . . . separated, that might pass, and even when we have been together, people have wondered, if my sister, who is 3 inches taller, has huge ass feet, of size 11, to my 7 1/2 size, boobs are not even in the same universe, LOL, platenum blonde, with fancy stuff, diamonds and such, fodder I hate! She probably has taken it off! But, this student at the University of Missoula, was an attorney too? Really, Rachel! Good God, do they, the Mad Men, really think the can ever catch this flight attendant, P.E. major, up to my brain power, they are as stupid as she is! LOL! I am sure they, the Mo, contingency of CIA and FBI, have given them, the Soccer Moms, Nip & Tuck Gang of Housewives Confidential, crash courses in the law, writing, communications, but the humanities, they forgot, LOL! They are not the SMART ONES, the just steal the SMART ONE'S WORK! Now, whether that is smart or not, I am sure to them, depends if they get caught!
Riverfront Art Commission Catches, Essence of Blog Skimming!
As you walk across the bridge nearest the skate park, and you hit the other side, there, on your left, is a piece of art, that I was trying to dismiss the symbolic significance of the rendition, that appears to be a cut in half, almost world globe, looking, half circle, with longitude and latitude metal, and the front, is like flat piece, covering the half globe, and it is also, split in half, with a slit at the bottom. Now, if I read, the name of the work, it might make more sense, but I avoided it, until that truck with Matthew's Division on it . . . Rachel's oldest son's name, is not Christian, but MATTHEW! Fat Matt, but sweet kid. So that symbolizes her family getting my blog on Christianity . . . they may be saying that Chris is Matt! But, when I first started my blog, and for the three weeks before it was diverted and redirected, within some Google framework, the first week, I had 1,500,000 readers, hits, results, within 55 seconds, second week, that grew to 5,500,00, in 63 seconds, and later, the numbers jumped, when I wrote about, Old School Parallax, God's Revolver, Hard Rock Band of 2008, and Maraloka, or my son's band members, the numbers would hit, 155,000,000! Week of writing about Shelby, Montana, heavy weight boxing championship, 95,000,000, in just seconds, 65,000,000, nothing new to me, and my blog! I didn't pay much attention, I knew the NSA, had been trying to steal it since the third week! October 9, 2013, is when the history said they redirected my allegedly ONE ACCOUNT, set up bad con law chick blog . . . played games with double blog name, and whatever!
Then several months ago, with me not checking hits and results, all of the sudden, my hits and results, plummeted, to numbers that were not even there the first week, and that is because they had been directing the hits, or redirecting the results to "bad con law chick" and then they dropped that, leaving the original, that had not been, used, by searchers, because of the fake one, that the NSA, and Mormon Mafia were stealing. So, the numbers were in the low 600,000 in like 35 seconds, but nowhere near what my numbers had been, not even matching the first week of the blog! What I think happened, given the large numbers, just before that, was that, Google, doesn't have a number for individual accounts that go as high as my blog numbers were, going over the billion mark, and the government skimmed, everything over the billion mark, and my numbers, started over, for the second billion, which I generally hit, now, that I have started to publish on bing! Now, I am averaging, roughly, 20,000,000 per minute, going up and down, according to the blog, interest! So, they are cutting, my blog, in half, taking half of the world, results, or hits, and cutting off the globe, just like the piece of art, right near the bridge, symbolic of them taking half of my hits, and all the money, ads, I am sure are connected to the secret account! But a cool billion hits a day and a million dollars a day, at one penny per hit, they are skimming! So, they are split, like the front of the art commission project, perfect symbolic rendition of what is happening!
And, when I was still using, Google, every time, my hits or results, hit above about 1,500,000, what I had achieved the very first week I wrote my blog, they would take all millions, once they figured out, that it was getting millions above, the allotted amount, communism, socialism, too much power for one woman, let's divide it with the bitch crew of the government hookers, the "FANCY" Ladies, the government hookers, who couldn't write one of these blogs! LOL! Keep taking those classes girls! Shelley, has been studying my style of writing, since, 2009 or 2010, trying to imitate my sarcasm and humor, slams and whatnot, but she is boring, book learned, and doesn't have a life, except, mine! LOL! Sad but true! So, to come up with material would be nearly impossible, to absolutely impossible, Mrs. Smith or not! LOL!
Another Piece of Symbolic Art, in the Back of the Library, Near the Drive Through . . . Raven Cat!
Since, I am walking along the river, the path takes be to the back of the library and to the back of the drive thru . . . book deposit, and there is this large, blue mountain lion with two black ravens, on it. Blue is the color for Mormons, mountain lions, is symbolic of Shelley, or Kay, Jack and Brett, who shadowed me up to Montana, with Whitefish, being the first time, my legal skills, came to the attention of cops, with cops, watching me along the highways, all the way down the state to 50 or so, surrounding the Capitol, the day I wrote about my work getting cops fired in Utah, three counties, with the U.S. attorneys being called into investigate cop, marijuana grows, and harvesting in three southern Utah counties, I mentioned above, with 8 cops being fired in that investigation, low level stooges, that they didn't care about, should have been taking DEA agents out! Narcotics task force leaders, and sheriffs, and local cops, if not the National Guard, who was also involved in the Shirt's Canyon, alleged grow raid, planted, grown, cultivated and harvested by cops, to see medical marijuana states, and put the rest on the streets! Just like the cops in the
Dirty Ass PI! Dave? Once a cop, always a cop, heard him say to cops, during the
Allan Rex Bess, trial that lasted until 1:00 a.m., starting at 8:00 a.m., on October 29, 2010 . . . with Shelley, hosting my Halloween party, at 3770 Sugar Leo, pretending to be ME, the hostess to 250 guests, my coming out party, with Judge Michael G. Westfall, facilitating the fraud, and ID theft! Keeping the real JoAnn, who people hadn't been seen much for 10 years!
The day before, I was to fly to Denver, to argue my $357 million securities case, I stopped by Shelley's new place, having had trouble with the Washington County Sheriff Constable, working under Mark Shurleff, and John Swallow, the two former attorney generals, who I helped get indicted, after the FBI dropped the probe against Swallow, December 3, 2013, who seized my house, and Shelley said, it is all gone. What is gone? It is all gone, I think they though that
I was you! What? Jean Dickson, knew full well who was JoAnn and who was Shelley, she was just in on the whole gig to steal my law practice, house, furniture, piano, plants, art, and life, certificates and family photos also!
The two bitches under the direction of the boys up North, Shurtleff and Swallow, participated in taking my computers, files, 521 pages of evidence in the Brock securities case, that Shelley later would get credit and money for . . . MOTIVE, said that her and Rachel had a $33,000 judgement, that their sister, attorney, didn't ever hear a word about until they took my personal, intellectual, and real property, the day before the Brock case? with Shurtleff and the Governor named defendants? Strange? Judge John Walton was the asshole judge, who didn't even finish the case, before he collected and posted, raided MY house, that I won, in Judge Brook Wells court, U.S. federal district court judge! Default is a default!
Robin the Hood . . . Brett, Always Wanted to Steal From the Rich, Guess that Meant Me, after I Started Practicing Again . . . He Always Said, It Was Easier to Spend My Money Than His! He Never Made Any Money!
At the time, Brett, meant my Social Security Disability, but after meeting Kay and Shelley, first going after Elliot's band's money, meeting Elliot and Chris, that gave him the money, he had never had, nor had Kay and Shelley, all fucking poorer, than poor, and the dredges of their families, so this was great new money, easy targets, and Brett, used to say, he was robbing the rich, to distribute to the poor, bull shit! Although, they did use what they had to, like shelters, legislatures, judges, cops, family, clients, and whatever to keep the ID fraud going, which got easier and easier, as they bribed more and more people, until Shelley got used to being me, so did the rest of the Soccer Mom's Confidentials! Adding more and more, Moms, claiming, to be my kids moms, because their sucked, and there was money to be made claiming mine, and being ME!
One time, Brett, got drunk on wine, which is rarely did, and he could never get me drunk, because I don't drink, but my license was taken, for Rachel's DUI, I have a perfect record and never drink, never have, and used to have high school guys try to pour beer down my throat, obeyed the word of wisdom, health code, but the girls didn't, Rachel, and Wendy, neighbor, before I took over the house on Sugar Leo, crashed some one's car up on the grass, in front of Rachel's house to her kids, horror! But, Brett, talking as if he was, a friend, admitted that some kid he knew, sounding like him and guilt, said, killed, slit the throat of a 17 year old friend after a party one night. I thought he must be confessing to me, and he had pine tree and other tree starts from the prison tree growing project. And one time, he complained that his brother-in-law, Haas, Deborah's husband, told her girlfriend, that he didn't know how any decent girl could like him! Go figure, he is dead now! As is Bruce Jensen, Kay was going against him representing the U of U in a malpractice case . . . ended up dead. Brother got all proceeds from mom and dad, and Shelley was right there claiming to be me, with Mrs. Jensen, older, always confused right from the start, that I was Shelley and Shelley was JoAnn, right after I had been poisoned the first time!
You can see the seed of evil teaming up together, in Logan, and getting started on my son's music, moving to me, and onto my cases, sucking in every person, into the Southwick extended family, friends, and included by crime, into the close knit gang, just like the inner circle of the Bank heist in Charlotte, by the 48 Hours episode that I wrote about the other day!
You Can Park Your Boat in My Garage Anytime . . .
There was another, either 48 Hours or FBI Files, where a former juvenile detention cop, and his new wife, with two son's from a former marriage, cool guys, like my two sons, not much like Brett's or Kay's . . . interesting that the computer is bolding this part . . . claiming my very good kids, at least the two boys, because Kay has two, Christopher and Danny, and Brett has only one, not two, but hey, they are into mixing and matching, taking my good kids as their own for money! But, in an arranged meeting with Kay for an alleged, girl's weekend, after she met Brett, at her alleged fiance's house, Bruce Bugsby . . . that is how, Kay got a symbolic connection to bugs, and also to surveillance bugs, how they listen to everything and know, where what, how, when I am going to do something or talk to someone . . . I don't have an army of cops, Mormon mafia, and CIA, FBI and NSA cops to do my spying. But the weekend was for Kay and Brett, who may have known each other before, and set me up . . . Kay, asked me, when Brett went to park our truck, How well do you know this guy? Strange question to ask a friend you hadn't seen for 20 years? Shelley, also, said, Oh, so, thiiiissssss is your new husband? As with Frank, indicating a familiarity prior to me, knowing either of them.
But in the true crime, the couple puts their yacht up for sell, and some shysters end up, taking the boat, and wrapping the anchor, another symbol, for a boat, and for Kay, and the two are drowned in the ocean, alive together! While I feel for this couple and the real people, they seemed to symbolize Brett and Kay to me, since, one of the assailants, names was, none other than, John Fitgerald Kennedy? James Kennedy, could be John Kennedy Jr., or so he claimed and indicated secretly at one point, when we first met, and that would match to one account that one of the four chairs in the plane, was ejected, the night the plane went down, just off the shore of Martha's Vineyard where Jackie lived! He even said, when asked out of the blue, that his year of birth was, 1961, putting him, just the right age, with JFK Jr.! So, I found it curious, that my Intel, guy, God, would have a black gang member, from the Bloods, gang, pass himself off as an accountant for the criminals, but he was the muscle, and beat the very fit, 59 year old husband, before throwing them off, but I thought, how, justice could work, Brett & Kay, being tied to the anchor of a boat, being taken down together, pushed off the boat, Kay had a 22 foot speed boat, that Brett lusted after, making the statement, you can park your boat in my garage, anytime!
That was the statement, that ended our relationship . . . Brett and Kay, both, since I was still dying at the time, thought, I wasn't getting this little flirtatious relationship, and I told Brett he could have her, and he almost wrecked his truck, and I made him leave, Easter Vacation, early, sure he would hook up with Kay on the way home . . . and I am convinced he did! Once a cheater, always a cheater, he wanted to make the decision, but I made if for him, didn't want him after that and just a matter of time . . . so he took everything I had to offer and combined that with the only woman he could keep! KAY! LOL! I left his sorry ass!
Brett Could Have Been the Guy, In the Movie, Catch Me if You Can . . . Pretended to Be A Lawyer, Doctor & Pilot! Then FBI Took Him . . . They USED Actor Witnesses in Trial, under Freech, ARCO, Not NEW!
These arrogant dip shits, think they can fool anyone! LOL! Drowning in the sea is too good for these fuckers . . . skinned alive, tortured, acid baths, firing squad--it too good!
