HURTING WITH HOPE--PAINFUL REMINDER--NBC NEWS STORY ON FRESH LIFE CHURCH . . . "HUR": (2012) LOOKING FOR A FRESH LIFE, KALISPELL, MONTANA . . . CURIOUS ABOUT NAME, LOVED THE CHURCH, DIG PASTOR LEVI, COME AND GO, DUE TO NATURE OF BEING A BAD ASS CON LAW CHICK, WRITING ABOUT THINGS THAT PISS OF COPS, ELECTED OFFICIALS, AND THOSE WITH DIFFERENT POLITICAL VIEWS, MORE LIBERAL JUST BEING MODERATE . . . QUESTIONED USE OF "SECRET SERVICE" TYPE EQUIPMENT, SAW PICTURE OF SALT LAKE AIRPORT, WHERE LEVI CAME UP WITH THE CHANGED NAME, SKULL CHURCH, TO FRESH LIFE CHURCH, SUSPICIOUS OF CONNECTIONS WITH MORMON CHURCH/ENEMIES OF MINE, WONDERING IF LEVI WAS FORMER MEMBER, OR ABOUT CONNECTION, PRESSED BY THE SPIRIT, TO NOT ONLY WRITE ABOUT, NEW FRESH LIFE CAMPUS IN BOZEMAN, ON BLOG, BUT FELT BECAUSE OF THAT, NEEDED TO BE THERE PERSONALLY, WHICH I WAS, HAVE TAKEN MANY FRIENDS TO CHURCH, EVEN INSPIRED ALCOHOLIC FRIEND, WHO WAS SUICIDAL, WITH CHURCH READING A LETTER FROM A FORMER ALCOHOLIC, GIVING MY FRIEND POWER TO GO TO MISSOULA, WHERE I AM RIGHT NOW, MCD'S, WAS LOOKING FOR PODCAST, TOO LAZY TO WALK TO MISSOULA CAMPUS, 3 MILES TO, 3 MILES BACK, NOT IN MOOD FOR MORE FORMAL CHURCH, SO HOLDING PERSONAL PERFECTION CHURCH AT BREAKFAST, BUT LOOKING FOR TODAY'S PODCAST, NOT TECH SAVVY, BUT COMING ONTO THE NBC AFFILIATE, DOING A HIGHLIGHT ON FRESH LIFE CHURCH GROWTH, THAT I WOULD LIKE TO THINK, MY EXPOSURE ON MY BLOG, GOING AT THAT TIME TO MILLIONS, NOW BILLIONS, HELPED GROW IT SOMEWHAT, BUT TODAY, BEING TOTALLY DEPRESSED AND SEEING, IN LIVING SYMBOL, JUST WHAT I HAD WRITTEN ABOUT, YESTERDAY, THE NEW HUR/LEY SHIRT I SAW, GIVING ME HOPE . . . THEN SEEING, THE WORD "HUR" WITH THE BOTTOM OF THE "U" CUT OFF, AS IF, CUTTING "ME" OFF, SAYING, BUYING THE LIES, OR EVEN PROMOTING, WHO EXACTLY, IS THE, ONE AND ONLY, JOANN S. SECRIST, J.D., HACK PREACHER, GENERALLY RECYCLING SERMONS AND IDEAS FROM EITHER FRESH LIFE, OR PREVIOUSLY, "CROSSFIRE" CHURCH, NOW, "HOPE CITY" CHURCH, SPREADING THE GOSPEL ON LINE, TO MY AUDIENCE AROUND THE WORLD . . . BUT, WITH LOCAL, SISTER AND FRIEND COMPETITION, LAYING LYING CLAIM TO MY NAME, A CRYING AND LYING SHAME, CAUSING MUCH GRIEF, HOPING THAT YOUR "SECRET SERVICE" GUYS, STANDING OUTSIDE, THAT I ORIGINALLY THOUGHT MIGHT BE CIA, FBI, OR UNDERCOVER COPS, WATCHING ME, UNTIL I ASKED YOUR STAFF, A GUY, BIG BALD, NICE, WHAT THOSE GUYS WERE DOING? AND HE SAID, THAT YOU HAD DEATH THREATS, SO FOR SECURITY, HOWEVER, THE DAY I BROUGHT IT TO ANOTHER GUY'S ATTENTION, LATER THAT SAME GUY HAD TAKEN HIS "WHIRLY TWIRLY" LISTENING DEVICE OFF! MAKING ME WONDER, SINCE YOU WERE OVER IN BULGARIA OR SOMEWHERE, FAR ENOUGH THAT SECURITY, THAT I NEVER SEE, SECURITY AT, OVER AT THE STRAND THEATER, OTHER CAMPUS, THAT I DON'T ATTEND, MAKING ME WONDER, WHY ONLY THE LIBERTY THEATER . . . SYMBOLIC IN AND OF ITSELF! SINCE I AM ALL ABOUT LIBERTY, FREEDOM, RIGHTS, AND THE CONSTITUTION THAT PROTECTS THOSE THINGS! JUST WONDERING? I STARTED MY MONTANA POLITICAL CAREER, AT THE WHITEFISH LIBRARY, AND AT THE REQUEST OF FLATHEAD COUNTY REPUBLICAN WOMEN, SOME RANCHERS, HELPED WITH THE TWO YEAR EXTENSION OF THE LEGISLATIVE DEBATES, WHERE I ALSO TESTIFIED AND REPORTED TO THE HOUSE JUDICIAL COMMITTEE, THE UNCONSTITUTIONAL NATURE OF THE WATER COMPACT, WRITING UP MY FINDINGS, WITH GREAT INTERFERENCE ON LINE, WHERE NSA HACKERS, OR FAMILY HACKERS, WITH A BILLION DOLLAR INTEREST IN MAKING YOU, MY READERS, AND LOCALS, BELIEVE THAT SEVERAL OTHER SISTER(S) OR A FORMER FRIEND, IS/ARE ME! SO, I WAS "HURT WITH HOPE" TO SEE THAT "HUR" SIGN BEHIND YOU, MAKING ME WONDER THE CONNECTIONS? ALWAYS INNOCENT, UNTIL PROVEN GUILTY . . . NICE PRESUMPTION WHICH I ALWAYS ALLOW, WAITING FOR EVIDENCE EITHER IN SUPPORT OF MY ASSUMPTIONS OR AGAINST MY ASSUMPTION. JUST PROTECTING MY "GOOD" NAME AND REPUTATION! THESE WOMEN, DON'T REFLECT WHO I AM, WHAT I BELIEVE, AND WHAT I AM ALL ABOUT! ALTHOUGH, THEY ARE THE ONES, BEHIND ALL THE DARK MONEY, POURING INTO MONTANA, CONTROLLING THE LEGISLATURE, AND GENERALLY, PRETENDING THEY ARE ME, WHOM FEW HAVE ACTUALLY SEEN, USING SISTER(S) WHO CAN LOOK OR BE CONFUSED AS ME, TO MY TOTAL AND UTTER DESPAIR, NOT ONLY FOR MYSELF, BUT FOR THE FALSE INSINUATION, THAT MY SON'S BAND(S) THEY HAVE BEEN STEALING FROM TO SUPPORT THE DARK MONEY VENTURES IN MONTANA, WOULD, LEAD THE SHEEP, LIKE LAMBS TO THE SLAUGHTER, WITH AGENDAS THAT ARE CONTRARY TO WHAT THE AVERAGE INTELLIGENT MONTANA BELIEVES, USING GAMESMANSHIP, CHEAP TRICKS, DOUBLES, TO MAKE YOU THINK, THAT I, THE BAD ASS CON LAW CHICK, FRESH LIFE AND HOPE CITY CHURCH MEMBER, IS SOMEONE WITH IDEAS, OTHER THAN I AM, PROMOTING, UNDER MY NAME, WHAT I DON'T BELIEVE, HOPING TO BE SEEN AS LESS THAT "WOLVES IN SHEEPS' CLOTHING" . . . NOTICE OF A GREAT MEETING TONIGHT AT THE UNIVERSITY OF MONTANA, UM GALLIGER BUILDING . . . I WILL SEE IF I CAN PUT THE ANNOUNCEMENT IN THIS BLOG, TO ENTICE OTHER MISSOULIANS TO ATTEND, TONIGHT AT 7:00 P.M., LOOKS INTERESTING!

Missoula Moves to Amend

September 2015 

Newsletter

Sunday, September 20 at 7pm

UM Gallagher Bldg Room 123, near Arthur and Connell

Missoula Moves to Amend, 

UM Students for Peace and Justice, 

Transition Missoula, 

Jeanette Rankin Peace Center, and

 Missoula Central Labor Council  

Present a FREE showing on its National Tour

“Shadows of Liberty”

Free popcorn!

Open Discussion will follow

This acclaimed  documentary, shows why we need to first save our investigative journalism

from corporate media control if we’re going to succeed in saving our democracy. 

Montana needs strong investigative journalism!

How are we going to hear the important the news that corporations and Big Money don’t want us to hear?

This is a crucial time for Montana.

Our State is trying to find out who is buying our elections. Our Legislators passed the Disclose Act that requires that the the names of individuals and groups who donate to political campaigns will be reported to our Montana Commissioner of Political Practices. 

But how is that information going to reach the voters?

The Lee Newspapers shut down the State Newspaper Bureau in Helena, retiring Charles Johnson and letting Mike Dennison go. What experienced and respected journalists will help us read between the lines?

We need investigative journalism that is independent and that dares to tell the news stories that can mobilize our voters.

Moves to Amend is fighting for an amendment to the US Constitution that says that Corporations are not People and Money is not Speech. We need to win back our democracy from the corporations and Big Money that are intimidating our lawmakers, buying our elections, and controlling our press and media. 

CLUE . . . LEE NEWSPAPER . . . SARA LEE . . . Nobody Doesn't Like Sara Lee!  "Lee" is One of the Connections, I Made, for, Ms. Kay Burningham, aka, Joann Secrist, J.D., To Be Confused with JoAnn S. Secrist, J.D., Whom You Have Come to Trust . . . Kay is a Whole Other Issue!  Is YOU!  

Introduction to the Psychopaths and Sociopaths You are Dealing With . . . Let Me Charm You to Death!

GENERAL SCARY THOUGHTS THAT THESE FRAUDS HAVE:

• their loyalties and efforts, are toward and one world order, with Americans, under the Patriot Act, being the world policing agents, the British Monarchy ruling the world, world bankers, in London, controlling the purse strings, with all countries, beholden to them, and with the idea of eliminating about 80% of the population, leaving only those 20% to serve the ruling elite, with these dip shits, thinking they are better, smarter, know more, can dictate what should and should not be done to the rest of us, chumps, with leanings much like those of Hitler, Mussolini, and Stalin, grandiose delusions of grander, with the goal of ruling the world, even have showed their true colors, in a BBC documentary, shown, March 27, 2012, just one day, after, a U.S. federal district court, up and terminated my securities case, with double docketing making, Ms. Kay Burningass, ME, signing, forging, the settlement that bribed my clients, Henry S. Brock and Jay Rice, pictures can be seen, at, New York Investment News, No Big Love in Utah, mentioning my name, but without showing my face, leaving the option of bringing a double, which they did, and once I won that case on paper, at the 10th Circuit Court of Appeals, having my home seized, briefs on the case, seized, no warrant, no warning, trying to stop me from making it to Denver to argue, so Kay Baby could get the honor of arguing in front of the court, with the FBI, telling the court, to cancel oral arguments with me--the brains behind the case the fame, the nationwide following, the coach of the clients, and the alleged, Joann argued down the hall, the deals were cut, the night before, when Kay had dinner with Hank, taking my place, making it appear and with witnesses if questioned, that it was her, who did the whole case, and it was Kay, who met Mitt Romney, in London, representing Me, using my brilliance, with London financial planners and bankers, the state of Utah, whom I had sued, aka, Mormon Church, with Mitt Romney, the Mormon President for the World!  I know it sounds crazy and they are . . . but, true, nonetheless!  I am just a PAWN SACRIFICED and the money maker, as is my son(s), being used to make the money that backs these fuckers, who do not have your interests, nor mine, even though I made the money, about $1 to $5 million per day, from the proceeds from this blog, with the Mo run CIA, FBI, and the computer or box trolls, NSA, with 30,000 Mo spies, watching my every move, hi-jacking my intellectual property, scanning it, for the committee to view, change, edit, after it has gone through computer programs to improve the sentence structure, leaving me laughing when I have seen it, because the changes are so minisule that it is a joke to even do it, but hey, they pride themselves, as they did with Elliot's bands, Parallax, God's Revolver, Maraloka, and now, The Ditch and the Delta, having pride in their performance, taking perfections, and using smoke screens, computer and light games, and making them feel, that somehow, they have improved the performances or presentations, taking huge ass credit, replacing the main players and writers, and really adding NOTHING to either the music or the blog, but KEEPING ALL THE MONEY, using it to buy, bribe, steal, thrill and kill, making you think, like the Wizard of Oz, that they are bigger than they are, when in reality, the true exposure, of say me and the band members, just show, we are just people, either gifted from God, but enhanced our talents, through, fucking hard work, not short cuts, and taking our writing and music, line by line, precept on precept, and steps of success to other and more exalted steps, building our arts on the SURE foundations of success, realizing that there ARE NO SHORT CUTS, paying for each level . . . but these far less gifted, smart, I will grant it, but lazy, insecure, want something for nothing, take great products, and just touch up already great stuff, and want to pretend, deluding, only themselves, and thsoe dumb enough, to buy their bull shit, taking everything, for doing nothing, acting like modern day Robin Hoods . . . hoods for sure, robbing, for sure, but keep the greatest portion, riding in limos, living in castles, shopping at exclusive stores, speaking at elegant engagements, and acting the part!
• BLAH, VOMIT, SCREAM, BARF, ROLL EYES, SCREAM AGAIN, KNOWING THESE FOOLS!  LOL! LOL! LOL! LOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! JUST A BUNCH OF OLD CLOWNS, who could never, ever, ever, ever, do half of what they have taken credit for, trying to RULE THE FUCKING WORLD!  They fooled the Mormon Church, actually bought it with Kay and Brett, even being so fucked up, to convince or pay, the Church, Deseret Books, to make calendars, paintings, and other paraphenalia, with Brett as Christ, a whoremonger, Kay fits the woman caught in adultery, because she, figures, she is me, and I am her, so, she is me, and Brett was my husband, so she is not committing adultery, nor he, because, she is ME!  This is the type of hypocracy and shit, you are dealing with, with these clowns!  LOL . . . so comical, but so sick and tragic that charm, looks . . . well?, my family money, a bit of talent, and the Mo CIA, FBI, NSA, and other government agencies, took these diabolical idiots, meglomanias, and losers, all poor, so getting riches, was a main, goal, going after a mother, ME, and kids, Elliot and Chris, that are so far from materialistic, or they used to be, but I am sure, their money in the hands of these FUCKING FOOLS, thinking they could pull this shit off . . . and almost did . . . which doesn't say much for the fucking cops, law enforcement, feds, who brought them into their inner circles, using sex, polygamy, chicks, Mob, to further, bull shit, UNAMERICAN agendas, and food all of you, using their model, Catch Her/Him, Them, if You Can . . . where some dumb ass the movie was based on, seen by these cheating fools, as the way to go, faked being a doctor, lawyer and pilot, giving them all kinds of ideas, faking being rock stars, lawyers, bloggers, federal agents, CIA, NSA, FBI, even with Kay, Shelley, Rachel, who could never, ever, make it on their own, using my name and resume, to fool the very highest levels of government . . . SHAME ON YOU FOR ALLOWING THIS FRAUD, and many of you, fully knowing about it, liking them better, or thinking they were thinner, prettier, which is a first, having know these no name bitches and sisters, ALL MY FUCKING LIFE, being shocked and stunned that dumb ass men, of the likes in high school, the guys really didn't see much to, not dating half what I did, with jealousy and envy going way back to the 70's, and being reaffirmed, at least to Rachel, who would of course, glory as did Kay and Shelley, trying to take something form me, husband, kids, grand kids, cases, blogs, legislation . . . the ACTS OF PSYCHOS AND SOCIOS!  Fucked up shit, if they are not stealing, causing misery, or fucking with some one's life, THEY JUST ARE NOT HAVING ANY FUN!  These fools lives are sooooooooo boring, even living vicariously through the lives of others, is much better than their lives! LOSERS!
• they have created, over the past, 15 years, because, I believe that is when the bull shit actually started, a culture, based, on SEX, POLYGAMY, SEX, SEX, SEX, being so much so, that even the agents, who came to help, possibly, seeing there was a problem, based whether they were going to help me or not, based on the chances of having either sex with me, or a relationship with me, or an affair, or even marrying me, as a polygamist wife, for those who were already married.  And age didn't seem to matter.  SEX was a condition for being on MY side of this, even with me, who, had a propensity of loving and even serving America, the SEX took precedence over their allegiance to their country, which had to be some type of conditioning, so even if men, who saw America the way I did, and were willing to help, change positions, or even divulge the nature of the clandestine activities of this subgroup on lunatics, these men, would, reserve, their position, because it seemed to be based on a vote, or bringing people over to one side of thinking or the other, in this game of chance, with everyone taking a middle of the line stance, regardless of oaths, having been basically raised or come to power, during the Patriot Act period, being between 2001, when it really took root, after 9/11, but starting so much earlier than that, with the very roots, tenants, being started back at the inception of the country, in 1776, when American colonists, declared their independence from England. Remember, Spain, was the one who funded Christopher Columbus and the alleged discovering of America, so they had a stake, the French had a stronghold on Louisiana, with it just being a year or so, the French influences in the law, being based not on British common law, but on Cajun and French legal influences and systems!  And then comes the British empire, with holdings all over the world, and a bunch of rag tag rebels, declaring independence from the world power of the time, after some several hundred years, of rule and reign . . . we assume that everyone in America, always was and always has been happy, and is still happy, that America broke from England or other countries . . . newsflash, they were not, in fact, I have heard that only about 1/3 of the people supported the American Revolution!  It was finally, Thomas Paine's, Essay on  Common Sense, that actually convinced, people to get behind the movement.
• I am a bitter reminder, to people with this kind of sympathy for the old order of things, some thinking the better order, with alleged more sophistication, style, looser morals, free sex, nudity, thinner people, blah, blah, blah, tons of surveillance, no guns, Bobbies or cops, who use billy clubs, rather than guns, is the far superior way of life . . . Darwin's survival of the fittest, is far superior to creationist, with many of these people, either being atheists, Unitarians, Pantheists, worshipers of Ra the Egyptian Queen, certainly, not of the Mormon bent, other than to use them, buy them, or gain influence, given the infiltartion into the upper ranks and files of the military, the intelligence community, through Mo missionaries who serve two year missions around the world, being the base of this operation, using MY name, resume, credientials, cases, legislative wins over cops, as the basis and foundation, for their inroads into the management of the FBI . . . CIA, was already run by the Illuminati, so, didn't need to worry about them, but American speakers, yeah, but SEX, POLYGAMY, SWINGING, but always preferring the married state, as a cover for their illicit affairs, many of them arranged, like my son-in-laws, on both sides of the equation, feds can send Greta to Oregon, while Dallas spends time with wifey #2, Sarah, and  George, called by the feds, being a government contractor, using work as a cover for being with his other family, baby too, I believe if my intel is correct, God, all seeing, with Schmidt, daughter #2, Meggie, the alleged attorney/nanny, starting way back, and most likely planned, in about 2000, compromising both military daughters, for credibility, as is Katerina, to do with Chris . . . intere?sting dream last night with Chris, being with abusive blonde, indicating that who he is with, is other than she seems, being dark haired, and coming across as a wife . . . Chris siding with MOM? so bitch switches . . . innocent, until proven guilty, all three have been proven guilty to me, but lovers, husbands and wives, a bit harder to see through!  Telling my stellar children the truth at this point, may, in fact, save their lives!!!!!!!!  So fuck the in-laws!  You have all been fucking the mother of your spouses for YEARS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  Go to fucking hell . . . lose the cool spouses, alphabet soup fucks . .  Dallas is AFT, Alcohol Firearms and Tobacco federal cop, so selfish with his money, it is pathetic . . . GRETA deserves a real MAN, hopefully she is CHEATING ON YOUR SORRY ASS!!!!!  Have that big boobed, so right, bitch SARAH . . . I knew that back when she married her MO cover, JUSTIN, the useful idiot Mo dumb ass!  Susan and Kevin SHIT, so nice, taking in Nicole and George, back 10 years ago with your eyes on George, new convert, for Meggie, who was unlikely to get a husband, as were many of your daughters, without this bull shit going on, but for boobs, think again . . . acting like you were helping while scheming and plotting to take Nicole's husband, that you would have never, agreed to prior to Nicole and Greta, and their liberal thinking mother, allowing in you FUCKING MO ASS FAMiLY . . . you have changed a lot, that jealousy cuts deep, even into encouraging your fucking lame ass maybe attorney, daughter, suppose to be learning, from the aunt, the MOTHER OF THE DAUGHTER, YOUR SHIT IS TRYING TO STEAL or be a polygamist wive . . . FUCK YOUR DAMNED BITCH, BECAUSE THERE IS NO OTHER WORD IN AMERICA, FOR A SPIRITUAL WIFE, POLYG CHICK!  BLAH, you fucks!  YUCK!  FUCK YOU GEORGE AND DALLAS, DOUBLE KAT TOO!  Yes, I am that sure, willing to risk my children's, fake marriages, knowing pending death might be coming if I don't!  TRAIN YOUR FAKE ATTORNEYS, WANNA BE JOANN ATTORNEYS . . . and Dallas, listen to that song, LITTLE WHITE LIES, REDHEAD NAMED BERNICE . . . END, NEWS FOR YOU, HOPEFULLY, GRETA'S BEEN CHEATING TOO!  LOL, because you handled, what was his name the HOTSHOT FIREFIGHTER? My kids are not assignments, nor am I, Ernest, Phillip, Kennedy . . . Buddies of Brett the sick fuck I am going to analyze below . . . your role model, YUCK, BLAH, BORING, I LEFT THIS STUNNING MAN, YOU THINK IS THE PERFECT HUSBAND, HA!!!!!!  FOR CHEATER, FBI, JOANN, YES . . . once cheaters always cheaters, PERFECT FOR EACH OTHER . . . SHE IS NOT ME, NOR IS BRETT MY MAN!  Just using him, til I got better, then left his sorry ass, flipping him the bird, while borrowing his bike to get the hell out of Mt. Sterling!  LOL!
• selling a Fool's Paradise . . . FOOL's Gold! but for my abortion and weight, talking grace, and poisoning by Shelley and cops, the Republicans, swallowed so much more bull shit, than they could ever imagine . . . this was the hot button issue, that made most of them jump ship, even though, they would be opposed to every other issues, with this team making money off of you on both sides of any Montana issue!  But, abortion was the lynch pin . . . Shelley had her bastard(s); therefore, even though, leaders, women, knew, that she was not me, they were willing to let the fox in the chicken coop, and defend a LIE, out right bull shit LIE!!!!!  And as the scriptures say, you spit out a nat, and swallow a flee! or fly in this case, even bigger wrongs, like murder of 25 REAL people . . . you know the ones Republicans love to kill fighting for OIL, new TV series, BLOOD and OIL!  I guess me killing a zygote, just an egg and sperm, that may never mature, doesn't love, think or feel, at all, just two cells joined, is MURDER, but sending out troops to fight for OIL, DRUGS is NOT . . . dumb asses!

Rhett Butler's People . . . Brett Was Named After Rhett Butler! LOL!

• Brett picked up on me, either an assignment, or whatever, I would never have talked to him, nor gone with him. but for the fact that Shelley, allegedly had to move out of her home, the fish bowl, at 357 East 500 something, or close, right below the building on the U of U, campus, with the "A" for Aggie, which Brett and Shelley both were.
• I was standing outside, Albertsons, back in the day, Brett went in to buy an Architectural Digest . . . plans already in place for God's Revolver $$$$$$$, funding this world take over!  Over the year and a half that I lived and was married, under the nonsolumnized marriage statute, that was later changed, so that it was too late, after one year, to get a divorce, protecting Kay, aka, Joann Secrist Stuart, but Brett faithfully read, the Digest and National Geographic . . . a British magazine?  But, if you look, any good cop, if there is such a thing, sons, check out all the building boom, and styles in Logan, Park City, and St. George, the major areas, where, God's Revolver proceeds from the fake bands were laundered, with many of the buildings, being symbolic of family names, even family construction company, Bud MaHaas, St. George . . . Kay was my bud, Haas is the married name of Brett's oldest sister, who he is very close to; however, I believe that Ron, if memory serves, a temple cook, up at the Logan Temple, cafeteria, was most likely murdered by Brett or his crew, because he saw through Brett and WARRICK, always hated bro-in-law, because, he would drop hints, that Brett was a scum, and they could get much better, handsome, yes, loser, yes!  I would bet, that once, sister, got in her new home, out on the property, that both she and Brett loved, that we lived on, in Mt. Sterling, was built, Deborah, maybe or maybe not, would probably get insurance money and Brett revenge! I guess that I am just making all this bull shit up, Kay is me, and I was never married to him, just know intimate details, like this . . . like the fact, that once Brett got drunk, and told me about his friend, yeah, yeah, that at 17 murdered a kid at a party, slit his throat, but Brett or his friend, got off, because of family connections to the sheriffs department . . . seeing what cop connections did back then, basis for the current fucking bull shit!  Great way to cover crimes, go after me, already hated, intimidate and use the dip shits, high school grads with power, selling the rank and file, SEX, POLYGAMY, PUSSY, POWER and PERKS!!!!!!  Brett, Kay and Shelley's forte' . . . but not mine, hard work, merit, dedication, and all those things that the rest of America believes in, but the INSIDER CLUB, join and get the perks, pussy, power, polygamy and sex FREE!  Red Rock Center, Park City, fits Brett's style, check money behind, Haas Climbing Rock, Logan . . . many strip malls in St. George, every nook and cranny, between 2004 to 2006 . . . Parallax, then God's Revolver $$$$$$ . . . see ABG, Scratch Dealt Me a Dirty Hand . . . what the fuck is Brett, doing at Elliot's concert, disguised as a punk rocker, when nobody else looks like him, a head taller, doing 4 years after I left him?  Direct connection between the God's Revolver, Alamo on tour, earlier, GR, still rockin' the great music, western epic, and Brett in the crowd, envious, money didn't quite do it . . . this time, he went after the real musicians!  Or it appears . . .
• now, Brett picked me, up, I didn't pick him up, so consider this . . . one time, after Brett begged me the first night, he took me to see his families alleged farm, now where Deborah lives in a new house, and I dig the woman, but, after making love, 8 times a day with Brett actually begging me for mercy to get something done, in between, at least for the first 3 months, til he cheated, figured he had me under his thumb, kept me out on the farm, gave up driving when I thought I would die, responsible . . . but some time after that, Brett made a statement that shocked me . . . given the love we did have, the love we made all the time, not getting out of bed, until early afternoon, with his Uncle coming to wake us or get us out of bed, after listening and laughing together, over NPR radio shows, all morning, making love and just hanging out . . . so, not quite the picture Brett might give . . . but, in spite of all this, at one point, Brett, said . . . I think we should kill all fat people and they should not be allowed to have children!  And this is the guy, who now, wants to claim that MY children are his and Kay's kids, with Brett, Kay, Shelley and Rachel all having fat kids, and I have NONE!!!  But the sick thoughts . . . I was never fat, until Shelley, biology major, made the poison that was put on my steering wheel, back when I was general counsel for the Utah Medical Association, a professor at the U of U, had my own anger management business, public speaking for $500 per hour, for a minimum of 2 hours presentation, and writing programs for the Internet on guardianships/conservatorships for the elderly, after leaving my job as staff attorney for the Division of Aging, state of Utah, and fucking gorgeous, with great clothes, etc., so these people cut me down in the heights of my career!  And now, they are going to play high and mighty . . . I THINK NOT!!!  Brett smoked and I returned the favor, and said, well, next to obesity, smoking causes the most deaths, costs our insurance, etc., I think I should kill you, don't think smokers should have children, second hand smoke kills . . . he shut the fuck up and never said it again . . . but, he still has those thoughts, just for obesity, not for smokers, he is exempt!  LOL!

That is Enough About Your Hero For One Day . . . Trust an EX-Wife to Trash Hubby!  LOL!  Know ALL the GORY Details! 

P.S, CRITICAL DETAIL . . . can't leave this out . . . I was the first Mormon Brett had EVER dated!   Brett's, mom and dad, divorced, when he was only 2 years old!  The Mormon Church, took his older sisters, Deborah and I think Kathy, never met her, she lives in Pocotello, I think, but in Idaho, under their wings, and both women, are very active Mormons, to this day, with boys that have served missions, so that background, even early pioneer roots, exist, and where the 23 acres that Deborah now owns, used to be called Stuart/Stewart . . . the way the Wellsville family spells their name . . . cover? FBI? But, Brett's mother, Donna Christiansen, was a party girl, and had just got reactivated into the Mormon Church, and had gone through the temple, not long before Brett and I got married, and started to live together, with Brett begging me not to leave him, and so I stayed, and called Shelley two weeks later, to tell her that I had gotten married, now, given Brett's ego, hatred for me leaving, and wanting to take over my name, kids, and other stuff . . . he would say, that I am Shelley, or Kay, whomever, everyone, but me!  I was the one who got away, and you don't break up with Brett!  But, you don't cheat on me either!  LOL!  Warrick and WARRIOR CHICK!  But, Brett took me to a Christmas Party at an uncle's house, very big and nice, and I sat and chatted with Deborah and Brett's mother, while Brett just watched, and seemed very happy, that this Mormon girl, was a benefit and that the Mormon relatives who had probably shunned Brett long ago, with all his non-Mormon girlfriends, were all pleasantly surprised and impressed, and a lawyer too, even a non-active one, probably laying the ground work for his latter need to make all my sisters attorneys, and gravitating to Mo chicks!  I got along great with his mother, and Brett often argued religion with her, but I continued to call Donna, who had cancer by the time I left, and I think Dee had died, but after leaving Brett, Brett, demanded I stop talking to his mother!  Why?  But, Brett found a gold mine in the large Mormon family he married into, but, after meeting Kay, or whatever, I think, that I introduced Brett into a whole new vista of women, he had not tapped into before, and he was ready to rumble!  Kay and Shelley, were never active, other than to tap welfare for Shelley, or with Kay, every once in a while when she was down on her luck with men, as at the time when she got on a Mormon dating site and hooked up with, David Buttars, whom she married, 6 years her junior, and he wanted to take her through the temple, and she stormed out of the Denver Temple, hating the fact that she was to obey her husband . . . so she married, or just laid Brett, as me, we are all one, concept, but, when she met Brett, with me, she was jealous right off the bat, as she had been with Greg Erickson . . . I never considered her competition, still don't, cheaters, deserve each other, and Brett was pissed that, not only did I say he could have her, but made him leave my families Easter Week at Zion's Buffalo Lodge and Cabins, forcing him, right into the arms of Kay, that I am sure he stopped back at her house in Jeremy Ranch . . . oh, they will say that Rachel made him leave . . . I forgot I am DEAD!  LOL  The only time my parents, like any of my husbands, is when they are not MINE!  LOL!  Then they are the greatest thing since pudding pie!  LOL!  I just consider the jealous source . . . shitty 65 year marriage!  Once Brett got into the Mormon Church, Shelley, Kay, and Brett . . . oh, this will also help, on that fateful weekend at Kay's, Fatal Friendship . . . might backfire, with both cheaters in prison . . . Kay and Brett, acting more married than Brett and I, and maybe, the family secrets, could have been married, before I met him, Kay's comment, upon meeting him, was . . . while Brett parked the truck, the maroon truck, Kay asked, How long did you know him before you married, or how well did I know him . . . they may have met at the U of U, because Brett seemed real interesting in her case?  Later the opposing counsel's attorney, representing the U of U, Kay the plaintiff, Bruce Jensen, that just happened to be Shelley's next door neighbor's brother, with the elderly mom, confusing Shelley and me, after I moved in, leading me to believe, later confirmed that, Shelley had been using my name, way back!  But, Bruce, ended up DEAD, dying of carbonmonizide poisoning, strange for such an anal retentive, perfectionist with a mansion, up Emigration Canyon, which Shelley's buddy, Wayne, older brother, inherited, all his property and soon, put mom in a nursing home, with Wayne the sole survivor, getting a ton of stocks and bonds, as Mom Jensen revealed to me, and also inheriting mom's house!  Wonder if Shelley, got some ideas from Wayne? Kay? Brett?  They may have all known each other, because during the time I lived with Shelley, aka, JoAnn, or Joann, Jesse, Shelley's eldest son, called the cops on me, and I found that Shelley was creating a mental health and criminal records on me, having the cops call her, every time, they stopped me . . . why would they call, Shelley?  Bad Blood! from assistant attorney general years!  Very complicated case, that is why I am telling you all of this, so you can solve it,  Readers, just ignore if you are bored, need to get JUSTICE for at least 26, now, dead people, who didn't have a chance against these ass wipes!  I at least got the benefit, after the poisoning that took 8 years of my life, to know to what low levels, including MURDER, that these Mo Mob fucks would stoop, to even kill brothers and sisters!  Secret combinations, in the Book of Mormon!  You are the only ones to read the shit!!!!!!

Sinister, Diabolical, Devils, She-Devils Cops Have Fostered and Protected!  Thrashed ME!  Strange What Thin, Boobs Can Do?  Absolutely Disgusting, What They Have Gotten Away With . . . Or So It Seems!

TOUCH DOWN! SCORE! WIN! GRIZ! FIREPLACE . . . ORANGE REPLACING MAROON FOR HOMECOMING COLORS . . . HOW APPROPRIATE AND RIGHT! TYRONE HOLMES (ONE OF THE MAROON 5, FAKES, SHELLEY, YOUNGEST SON IN TYRONE SOUTHWICK), ELLIS HENDERSON (NO, SHELLEY, WHO WANTED TO LIVE IN HENDERSON, NEVADA, ONCE, MAYBE DOES NOW, IS NOT ELLIOT'S MOTHER), STOLE THESE NAMES, SYMBOLIC OFF PLAYER ROSTER, WHILE JOINING THE CHEERING THRONGS AT THE OXFORD, HAVING A PATTY MELT, ST. PADDY'S DAY IN BUTTE, MT. WITH KENNEDY, CATHOLIC IRISH, BUT THIS ONE A PENTECOSTAL, FEMALE MINISTER'S SON, OR SO THE STORY GOES, SO, REAL KENNEDY? DOESN'T REALLY MATTER! I'M IN LOVE WITH LIFE . . . LOVE THE ORANGE, THE NEW BLACK, BRIGHT, COOL, FUN LOOKING . . . MAROON AS DRAB AS SHELLEY, KAY, BRETT AND MAROON 5, SYMBOLICALLY SPEAKING, LOVE THE BAND! ORANGE, MY COLOR CODE FOR SMART, ELLIOT'S FIRE COLOR HAIR, AND YAMAHA . . . REVS YOUR HEART . . . MICHAEL JACKSON (JACK THE RIPPER, SHELLEY'S MAN) . . . JAN IS NOT MY SON! FUNNY, THE CAMERA, PANNED TO A PARTICULAR PLAY, DURING THE FIRST HALF OF THE MONTANA VS. NORTHERN ARIZONA, GAME, AND ON THE LEFT, WAS THE WORD, "BANK" AND THEN THERE WAS AN ARROW, THAT POINTED TO THE WORD, "TIT" OR PARTIAL WORD, GRIZ END ZONE, 1ST HALF! NICE! SO, THE SCORE WAS NAU, 0, MONTANA GRIZ, 16, AT THE HALF, SO, IF YOU GUYS, BLOW IT, YOU WERE AHEAD WHEN I WAS CHEERING . . . FORGOT MY DOGGIE PACK, BACKPACK, DECIDED TO GO RETRIEVE IT FROM THE BREAK, WHERE A SHOCKING INCIDENT TOOK PLACE, BUT SO SIGNIFICANT, I AM DITCHING OUT OF THE GAME THE GRIZ, ARE GOING TO WIN ANYWAY! STAY TUNED . . . POVERELLO QUEEN, FORMER BUSINESS LAW PROFESSOR, UNDERGRAD, AND DIRTY BAG, ROAD TRIPPER, AND AN ACQUAINTANCE, SINCE, ABOUT 2 YEARS AGO, MEETING AT THE RESCUE MISSION, IN GREAT FALLS, AND A WOMAN WHO APPEARS TO GET AROUND AS MUCH AS I DO, OPTING FOR NO HOME, FOR THE FREEDOM TO TRAVEL, BUT, SHE ONLY VALIDATED, FOR ME, THAT MOST OF THESE PEOPLE, I RUN INTO, OVER AND OVER, ALL OVER THE PLACE, DIFFERENT SHELTERS, SAME M.O., ARE REALLY PAID PLANTS, ON THE MAROON 5, BITCH SQUAD OF FAKE, LIARS, CLAIMING TO BE ME . . . WIRED CONVERSATION? PROBABLY! EVERY TIME I WOULD TELL HER ABOUT, LAW ISSUES, MY BLOG, MY SON'S BAND, OR CASES, SHE WOULD START A NERVOUS LAUGH, EITHER TO COVER THE TRUTH, WITH LAUGHTER, OR BECAUSE, SHE REALLY DOUBTED WHAT I WAS TELLING HER, BUT HER TIMELY EXIT, TOLD ME THE TRUTH, ABOUT HER . . . SHE BELIEVES THE LIES, HAVING, EITHER MET THE "FAKES" FIRST, OR BEING PAID TO BELIEVE THEM? I AM UNCOMFORTABLE WITH BOTH! SHE NEVER USED TO LAUGH . . . FELLOW LADIES OF LETTERS, BOTH PROFESSORS, POSSIBLY BROUGHT ON BOARD FOR CREDIBILITY, WHEN LESSER WOMEN AND MEN FAIL, OR LESS CREDIBLE . . . GAME OF WHO IS MOST CREDIBLE, AND THE MAROON 5, ARE ME, THEREFORE, THE GAME IS ME VS. ME! I AM COMPETING WITH THE ONLY OTHER WOMEN, OTHER THAN MY PEER GROUP, GINSBERG, SOTOMAYOR, KAGAN, LYNCH, AND HILLARY, WHO HAS ALL OF US TRUMPED, LEAVING TRUMP AN "APPRENTICE" IN THIS GAME OF THRONES! LOL! WHAT GOES AROUND, COMES AROUND . . . WRONG EXPERIENCE! WRONG RESUME! WRONG POLICY . . . DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU ARE TALKING ABOUT! YOU BELONG WITH THE MAROON 5 CHICKS, NOT THE ORANGE, HOMECOMING QUEEN! FOUR SMART KIDS, RAISED ON BURNT ORANGE CARPET, SIMPLE, HUMBLE HOME, HAVE AND WILL ROCK THE WORLD, JUST LIKE MAMA KODIAK BEAR! SO GLAD TO SEE THE BRIGHT, SUNSHINE ON THE FIELD, NOT THE DRAB, MAROON 5, SYMBOLICALLY SPEAKING! LOVE THE FUN, FLASHY COLORS, REFRESHING LIKE I AM IN COMPARISON TO THE MAROON 5! LOL!

GRIZ NATION . . . TOPS OFF FUN, COLORFUL, PARADE WITH HELLAVA COOL ORANGE HISTORIC FOOTBALL JERSEYS!  THAT IS WHY THEY ARE WINNING!

Circle in the sand . . . I have come, full circle, in Missoula, started out, first visit, right about this time of year, in fact, watched the Homecoming Parade, down by Hellgate High School, thought it was such and different fun, interesting parade, that I called my daughter, who at the time, had a master's degree, in natural resource management, makes sense for my little hotshot firefighter, who is currently up in Oregon, making sure the dry weather, doesn't spark more fires, like the summer months, when she was up there, but after the fires, babysitting the fat, but protected sage grouse!  Too fat to run . . . but, I was trying to entice my daughter and her family, to apply for law school, up here in Missoula, falling in love with the campus, the parade, nature, but not quite a Griz fan, but still going to the homecoming game, back in 2012, and also attending an Elections Law Seminar, at the Student Union, sponsored by the William James Law School, at the time, later, being reported as dying just outside of either Missoula, or Hamilton, actually Hamilton, because I remember the cop truck, that warned me of impending doom, waiting for me just up the freeway, with 5 cops cars, lining the road, pulled up to the white, soft shoulder line, with their brights on, probably waiting to T-Bone me, be the first responders, but no one moved, thank God!  

I went back to Missoula and finished the seminar, I had started the day before, but, to my chagrin, and many male attorneys, who came up, noticing, that I was not being recognized and called on, having mentioned MY securities case, and judge on the response from the Harvard and Yale visiting law professors, they had read the case, but someone stopped the professor, from calling on me, sitting so obviously on the front row!  My doubles, get to them first, make a big contribution to the law school, meeting Con Law Professor, Stone, I think, it has been awhile, warning that crack pot, crazy sister, claiming to be the attorney who got nationwide attention, was the chicks, brought in as my SHADOW, and trashing the REAL JOANN, so they could take over, MONTANA, like they had UTAH, through bribes, from my son's music, now the case, benefiting Mitt Romney, who I was violently opposed to having stolen MY 1/3rd of the lawsuit, I made popular!  THESE MAROON 5, HAVE LIED and STOLEN THEIR WAY TO FAME, FORTUNE, PRESTIGE, AND NOTORIETY, through smoke screens and computer games, and games, like I saw, perpetuated, today, with my alleged colleague and friend!  SORRY, I am a bit RAW, and so sick of this, just after writing that I thought, that I was breaking through the fraud, and getting justice!  SCREAMMMMMMMM . . . this is exactly how they do it!  Just one more reminder of who pervasive this lie, conspiracy, game, misrepresentation is, who deeply rooted the lies, fabrications, and fraud are!

Donated $ For Jerseys . . . Orange Is "MY" Color for Smart, Home, Kids, Focus on Education, Not Money . . . Maroon 5, Fooling AGAIN!

So, this morning, during the parade, I kept seeing people wearing orange, and just figured that was just the opposing teams colors, being no so up on sports, colors, but hearing that the GRIZ had new uniforms, but I guess I just assumed that they were same old, maroon and gray, the only team colors I had seen, either on college clothes, coats, shirts, and sports wear, so, I was shocked, to go watch the game at the Oxford, where I can always get sports, news or politics, at any time, 24/7, which I love and appreciate, and had a killer, Patty Melt, one of my favorites, even on rye bread, so good, but at first, I looked at the colors of the two teams and even thought, maybe it was half time, or a pan to a different game the Cats or something, but I noticed the "Montana" on the Jerseys, under the neck, and the GRIZ on the helmets?  What the hell?  Then, another guy joined me at the counter, and I said, what is up with the ORANGE uniforms?  He shrugged his shoulders and said, beats me?  The waitress piped up and said, oh, those are the original colors of the uniforms, back in the early days of the college . . . oh, cool, the new black is orange, and that is totally symbolic, of Missoula, trashing, the fraud broads, who have lied, covered and tried to bury me, since the inception of my early days in Montana, probably starting with the ELECTIONS LAW SEMINAR, with one of the tits and asses, being me, KAY!  

Remember she is only 5'4", thin, but may have had plastic surgery to look like me and may in fact, be blonde with blue contacts, sliver of a nose, mine is chiseled and pointed, Kay's nose is a pug nose . . . no, she just stole the case, wrapped up the details after it was clear, beyond a shadow of a doubt that I had won the case, with Brock and Rice, selling out to the feds, Utah official, Mo Mafia, and Mitt's Mutts, that this skinny, wimp of a bitch, weak, head shaking, and couldn't have written that case in 10 BILLION LIGHT YEARS . . . sure a trail attorney, an actress, and a whore, who has wanted to be me, since 7th grade, now showing up with my ex-husband, who could not let go of the money maker, Kay was losing $10,000 per month on her law practice, Jeremy Ranch home, Sandpiper or Sandtrap Circle, and I was the solution, a cheating husband, and a wife, who first made Bonnie and Clyde money through them working with Shelley to steal my son's music, turning to my case, that had been won, and me run, for fear of my life, out of the state of UTAH . . . you see, Kay Baby is not threat to a damned fly, that is her power level . . . every cop in the country knows me, or at least my name, still kicking them around . . . alwasy supporting the dumb bitches!  LOL! The most shallow profession or occupation, not one of the original professions, so, the elitist in me, will PULL RANKS, YOU DUMB SHITS!

Newsflash, Dip Shits . . . Skinny Doesn't Make You Smart, Nor Does Being Poisoned, Chased, Stress Eating and Gaining Weight, Make Your Brains Drop Below, My Waist, Like It Does YOURS!

Kay is fucking the girl next door . . . unless that is, she got plastic surgery to look like me . . . they the government pigs under the direction of, ah, two of the defendants in MY BROCK case, being totally made over, on New York Investment News, pulled it up for PAID LIAR BITCH, who was speechless, after seeing my blog, first hand, up close and personal, even denying her OWN FUCKING STUPID EYES, like the fucking cops do, looking right at me, and then at my picture, I posted in my blog, calling it the FACE OF LOVE . . . showing a picture of the ANGEL coin, and MY FACE, with her saying, IS THAT YOU?  You are looking at me right now, and her saying, did you diet for the week before you took that picture?  Fuck no, your shitting me, you can look me in the eye, look at MY picture, and ask me if that is me?  PAID TO LIE, PAID TO DENY, and when I showed her my son's bands, she was speechless, and slowly got up as if she knew damned well, she was dealing with the LIARS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  See NO EVIL . . .  and she walked out, almost not saying a word!  SIMPLY UNBELIEVABLE!  Simply irresistible is the song on . . . KAY IS A PLAIN AS THE DAY IS LONG?????????????????????????????????  CHANGED FACE?  They had to, Rachel's face is wider than mine, on her best day, Shelley, I heard lost weight, but this bitch, lying hag, was looking right at my own face and asking me, if I was sure that was ME . . . so what the fuck is up, who stole my face, did they all get NEW FACES, MINE, TOO?  God all fucking mighty . . . check the fake boobs, Shelley's stitches around her face . . make over?  I heard she lost 50 lbs. but she still resembles me, but looks very different and would thin . . . I am not a guy, and I have always, always, been preferred over Kay, Shelley, Rachel, Marcie, Sue, etc. in the past . . . I am fat, but still HOT!  LOL!

Song . . . You'll Be Wrapped Around My Finger . . . No, I Don't Need Men, Like the Bitch Squad Does and I Am Not a Nymphomaniac!

I applied for a job, with President Engstrom, right when I first came to Missoula, stopped by and talked about the job with one of your secretaries, and was not only shocked by the humble office, compared to Utah schools, especially Utah State University, but, that may be on SECRIST MONEY TOO, but I always thought the bitch shadows, used my resume, to at least get an interview, if not the job itself.  I think, in the name of justice, given the 640 blogs, that I have written, in my defense and to clear up the fraud, lies, and cover-up, you have to know, that I, JOANN S. SECRIST, have never, ever, made a donation, a grant, a scholarship, purchased a law school, nor bought uniforms for the football team.  If a Joann Secrist, allegedly me, the same chick, with several of the Brett maroon 5, taking credit, and all money from MY WORK, that you have to contact, some authority, maybe some NON-MORMON FBI agent, THE MO's Will LIE! Don't trust them . . . I don''t care about the money, I just want justice, you can keep any money you have received, I just WANT THE FRAUDS CAUGHT . . . OR HAVE THEM SKINNED ALIVE AND HUNG FROM THE NEAREST CROOKED TREE . . . I promise that dirty money, will corrupt you school, through the theory of quantum physics, laundered money, mob shit, Mo shit, will eventually seek its level, I SWEAR ON THE BIBLE THE MO'S DON'T READ, NOR BELIEVE IN . . . because if they did, they would know, that one of the 10 Commandments tells them NOT TO STEAL!  Proof is in the pudding and the uniforms, if they were donated by the fashion bitches with their lies so far up their asses, they even believe them, themselves!  Song, I am going to beg, steal or borrow, long as you follow . . . WICKED ATTRACTION!

DEVIL IS IN THE DETAILS . . . THEY HAVE TRIED TO KILL ME!!!!!!  THIS IS BLOOD MONEY!

GO GRIZZLIES!  (GRIZ LIES . . . THEM!)

P.S., I am sitting at the Break Cafe, just ordered a $4.00 item, put in on my debit card, on purpose, so that, you can verify, where I was when I wrote this blog, most likely while my evil, alleged, twin, is sitting in box seats, probably at the invitation of the President!  Walmart card ends in 0192 . . . Diet Coke, Chocolate Chip Bar!  EASY, EASY, EASY . . . ARREST THESE FRAUDS . . . DON'T YOU THINK IT IS TIME FOR ME TO LIVE MY LIFE and time for them to go to PRISON WHERE THEY BELONG!

THESE ARE CRIMES!  THIS GOES TO THE LEVEL OF CRIMINALLY INSANE ALMOST, SOCIOPATHS, PSYCHOPATHS, SO GOOD AT LYING, IT IS SCARY!!!!!

THE SHADOW: ONE WOMAN, THREE MEN, ONE MURDERED, THE OTHER FRAMED, THE FRAMED, A TOTALLY INNOCENT MAN! PLAYING WITH FIRE! THE DATELINE EPISODE, HALF LAST NIGHT, HALF THIS MORNING . . . THE APPLE, THE DREAM OF DROPPING A COBRA, SOMEONE TOOK A BIT OUT OF THE APPLES, CLEAN WHITE BRA ON BLUE JEANS, FRIENDS HELPING WITH DREAM ANALYSIS, THE COBRA SWEATSHIRT, AND THE REST OF "THE SHADOW" ON DATELNE . . . JEALOUS FORMER LOVER, FIXATION ON ANGIE, FATE PUT DAVID AND FIANCE, JUSTIN, WORKING TOGETHER AT WELLS FARGO, FAKE I.D., USING OLD BOYFRIEND'S NAME, INFORMATION, PURCHASE OF "YOUR COMPLETE GUIDE TO MURDER." GOAL, ELIMINATE RIVAL, PLAN THE PERFECT MURDER, CRIMES OF PASSION, MURDERER, WORRIED ABOUT PRIEST, WHAT HELL LOOKS LIKE, POLICE TRUSTING GUT FEELINGS, IF SOMEONE ACTS HINKY, THEY PROBABLY ARE . . . JUSTIN'S FAVORITE CHARITY, HABITAT FOR HUMANITY, BUILT AND DEDICATED A HOUSE TO HIM . . . WHAT A WAIST OF A BEAUTIFUL LIFE, GIRLFRIEND, ANGIE, THE TARGET OF MURDEROUS PLOT TO KILL HER FIANCE', WAS TWO MONTHS OUT FROM WEDDING, DRESS HANGS IN HER MOTHER'S BASEMENT, SHE HAS NOT LOOKED AT SINCE DAVID, MAN SHE REJECTED, KILLED HER FUTURE HUSBAND . . . LESSON: DON'T PLAY WITH HEARTS, IF PLACED IN A SITUATION AT WORK, SCHOOL, PLAY, BEST TO REQUEST TRANSFER, CHANGE JOBS, DROP THE TEAM . . . I COULD RUIN MORE LIVES, THAN JUST THE ONE KILLED, HE MAY BE THE LUCKY ONE! A COFFIN FOR ONE; PRISON FOR ANOTHER, LOST THE LOVE OF HER LIFE FOR THE GIRL, OLD BOYFRIEND FRAMED FOR THE CRIME, LOSS OF INNOCENCE, HIS FRIENDSHIP WITH OLD GIRLFRIEND, AND DEVASTATED PARENTS OF THE MURDER VICTIM. CRIMES OF PASSION ARE REAL, HEARTS GET HURT, OLD WOUNDS CAN SURFACE, WE REALLY DON'T UNDERSTAND LOVE, PASSION, CHEMISTRY LIKE WE SHOULD; THEREFORE, PROTECT YOURSELF, FROM YOURSELF, AND OTHERS WHO MAY CREATE HAVOC IN YOUR LIFE . . . NO MAN OR WOMAN, IS WORTH IT . . . HANGIN' WITH A PRETTY COOL CROWD! A STATEMENT I SAW ON A BOX AT THE VERY CLEAN POVERELLO PALACE, WHILE DOING MY CHORE, MAKING LUNCHES . . . HAVEN''T DONE MUCH DOMESTICS SINCE 1989, WHEN I DIVORCED! LOL! LIKE A FISH OUT OF WATER! LOL! IT TOOK ME ABOUT HALF THE TIME JUST TO READ THE INSTRUCTIONS ON THE WALL, FIND SOMETHING TO SPREAD ON THE SANDWICHES, AND BE CREATIVE ENOUGH TO MAKE SURE THE OFFERINGS ARE NOT TRASHED, EVEN BY THE HOMELESS, PENNILESS, AND HUNGRY! PRETTY HARD FOR ME, THE ONLY THING DOMESTIC ABOUT ME, IS I, USED TO LIVE IN A HOUSE! USED TO OWN A FEW TOO, BUT COOKING, NOT MY FORTE'! I BOUGHT A $10,000 JENAIRE, I THINK, LOOKED AT IT AS JUST A NICE PIECE OF FURNITURE, COOKED ONE SCRAMBLED EGG ON IT! 6 BURNERS, A GRILL, TWO OVENS . . . A COOKS DREAM, TO ME, THE LAWYER, JUST SOMETHING TO FILL A HOLE, SIS RACHEL TOOK HER FRENCH IMPORTED STOVE WITH HER TO COVE, UTAH! OH, WELL, I HAVE SEEN BETTER DAYS, MONEY SPEAKING! LOL! COOKING DUTY STAYED THE SAME! DON'T DO IT, DIDN'T DO IT! LOL! ATE AT EL CAZADOR MEXICAN RESTAURANT, LOCALLY OWNED, LOCALLY OPERATED, GREAT FOOD, BOTTOM OF HIGGINS, JUST BEFORE THE BRIDGE, NICE ATMOSPHERE! GOOD SERVICE . . . IMPROVE THE ECONOMY, TRY OUT A LOCAL FOOD JOINT! YUM! GOOD LUCK, GRIZ, UNIVERSITY OF MONTANA, MISSOULA, HOMECOMING GAME! PARADE STARTING IN A FEW . . .

Fascinating Dream . . . Smart Friend Helps Interpret!

OFFICIAL MOM OF MONTANA TRADITION . . . SIMPLE MOM, GREAT EXAMPLE, BUT BORN IN CALIFORNIA, RAISED IN UTAH, ADOPTED IN MONTANA!

So, this morning, while I was putting on my make-up, I happened to tell Amanda, who is a sports and fitness trainer, always giving me tips, protecting my exercise equipment, I hide at the Pov., and encouraging me, when I tell her, I fell of the wagon, going to Kalispell, while the Currents, Aquatic Center, my swimming pool, was closed for cleaning and repairs, after the summer beating by the kids, that took 10 days, and me out of my water aerobics, that I passionately love, love looking out the big picture window, at Sentinel Mountain, I think, with the "M", that Amanda, regularly hikes up, some run up, and last summer, I only made it to the first switchback, has challenged, me to get my sorry ass up, either that hill to her, Everest to me, mountain, or try the "L" mountain, she likes more, that stands for Love to me, LoLo to locals, with the "M" representing murder to me, I worry about stuff like that, in my chosen profession, as cops, are cruising up the streets, and the song, the Heat Is On . . . now, what did I write about them yesterday to piss them off, ran into on cop, fully loaded, bullet proof vest, gun pack around his waist, walkie talkie, or some type of communication device, who crossed my path, as I left, Kassie's room, I had been staying in, wanting to drop by to watch the Rachel Maddow Show, and see what fun and games the presidential candidates are up to and Rachel's, always, sarcastic, eye rolling, smug, looks and comments, not unlike my own humor and sarcasm, like, what the fuck?  LOL!  

Kassie, later came over to see me at the Pov. and she, told me there were, four or five other cops, sneaking around the motel, I have been staying at, renting, half the bed . . . hey, I used to share a bed with my sister, until my mother figured out, that home was just a pit stop for me, and with 7 of the 8 kids, in our family, who hung out at home, they might be more deserving and grateful for some privacy, or a bed alone; I used to always come home from a date, or work at the Pepperoni Pizza Hut, and put my cold, clammy feet, on my sister's, cozy warm body, having been in bed for hours, and just like now, me out on the prowl, working, or on a date, and always pushing the midnight hours, and up early, off to drill team or debate!  They say you are most like your true self, being the way you were in high school, and I still only need a pit stop, being the feral cat like, Cat Woman, solving crimes, sneaking around in dark shadows, the women behind the scenes . . . and I, too, love to scratch, Batman!  LOL!  Then leave him!  

My 4th husband, actually, took our wedding certificate out of the cool frame, I had it in, and replaced it with the Cat Woman symbol, when I told him, he was Batman, he took our, strangely symbolic, now debunked, wedding license, totally symbolic, and threw it against the couch, breaking it . . . the marriage was long over, and by that time, I knew he was a killer, was writing over 200 pages of differences between, the now, Frank, of Interpol, and Allan Rex Bess, my client, the one who saved me from total demise, long enough to get me back to Washington, D.C., to become a member of the U.S. Supreme Court, with Frank, loyal to Shelley, fucking Shelley in my bed, while I was gone doing lawyerly stuff, in 5 states, and doing the work of a 5 man law firm, single handed, trying to solve two murders, in the mean time!  And, I think, you are starting to scratch the surface of the complexity, complicity, and compliance, law enforcement and others, had to have participated in, to steal my identity, blah, blah, blah . . . help tell me, it would make one hell of a book, but I would have to publish it under "fiction" rather than the reality, of "Non-fiction", but unbelievable!

The Live Cobra, Rachel Under A See Through White Tent, Sitting in the Dirt, Holding a Small Fish She Caught, And the Cobra Sweatshirt!

Dreams are fucking fascinating, highly informative, symbolic as hell, worth more than a thousand words, and something, people need to pay attention to, think about, analyze, decipher, struggle with the meanings, not of the ones we tend to forget, but the ones that stick in our heads, the ones, that bother us, the ones, that are as real in part of in whole, as 10 years later, and stuck in our psyche, just as fresh and telling, as they were the second, we wake from a dead sleep, so that we get the full gist of what is being communicated to us, either from the subconscious, or from God, from our buried super ego, id, or ego, giving us insights into our surroundings, our problems, our issues if you will, as this one, tends to do, along with the discussion, help, understanding of Amanda, whom I suspect, is doing a psychological profile, for the FBI, on the strange make up, of a woman, who has been through what I have been, and still remains, happily optimistic, naive, and delightfully thinking, someone is actually, going to figure this thing out, and bring about the ideal of justice, in what appears to be a top secret, government operation, brought about and perpetrated by the best and the brightest, against the new best and brightest, trying to maintain a country, that is tugging an pulling, in very different directions, that of the Patriot Act, and one world order, President Daddy Bush talked about, continued by "W", and the one, so opposed and opposite, to the country, this bad ass con law chick, took and oath, took it very seriously, to defend, protect and preserve, finding this patriot, pitted against, the false flag patriots, of a new world order, that is in all, and of all intents and purposes, in my mind, contrary to the interests of the United States, void of all that makes this country great, and with me, being seen as an enemy of the state, for staying true, to the basic tenants, principles and concepts, that are contained in the document of the Constitution, itself, with the foundation set for this new free country, based on rights, freedoms, liberties, and protections, unseen, unknown to the greater global governments, the envy of the world! The is the world according to JoAnn, constitutional law chick, and the ugly American!  

But really, cute and for the freedom, peace, rights, liberties, human dignity of the whole human race, and willing to fight for it!  This dream, seemed to be a two part dream:

Dropping the Cobra . . . Symbolic of a Guy, a Concept, a Shedding of Old Skin, Female Symbolism?

Remember, my admonition to Kassie, the Illuminati sex slave, brain washed and indoctrinated, with evidence of that thinking, coming out in odd behaviors, ideas, and in her very brief, encounters with men, having sex, justifying it, now out of that slavery, I think, and covering up her inability to set boundaries, and seeing herself, as a mere sex object, while priding herself, in the fact, that she is or thinks she is one of the best sex slaves or partners, and even fantasies, being Monica Lewinsky, or being chosen to be selected to have sex, or a secret tryst with President Obama, who, more than just she, thinks in hot, cool, and powerful, a man, she could cut her teeth on, and make a name for herself, which, ah, didn't work for Monica, being played the fool, but, whatever, that is for history, and I think, has been decided, since, Bill and Hillary, power couple are still together, that didn't work, and while on 23, which is the age of Kassie, she knew better, and was not a innocent victim, thinking she had no power to reject advances . . . that is total bull shit, and like other crimes of passion, take yourself out of the situation, don't go there, and don't be forced there, and if all else doesn't work, quit you job, for god sake!  But, my challenge to Kassie for 6 months to a year, is to just say No to Men . . . that was simple enough, she thought she could do that, and I told her to stop bringing stray men, back to her motel!  YOU DON'T OWE ANYONE SEX!  This is a new concept to her, and would be, since she has been used, abused, sexually molested, raped, and taken advantage of, since she was the ripe old age of 14 . . . Parents, we need to do a better job, of taking care of our children, protecting them, training them, and making sure they have shelter, food, and clothing, if not, just a normal home . . . I love the ad, that says, you don't have to be perfect, to be a perfect parent . . . newsflash, they don't exist, but, many parents produce, incredibly wonderful children, in spite of our ignorant efforts to the contrary, not knowing what the hell we are doing!

So, yesterday, I decided to take my own advice, and banish the three guys, I sort of like, see as potential lovers, boyfriends, or husbands, and just focus on what issues are at hand, like staying alive, writing my blog, to inform the voters, inspire other patriots, advocates, oath keepers, and parents, to do the work that needs to be done, and just basically take care of business . . . and I, am happy, with things, pretty much, just the way they are.  Nobody, can imagine, from the first kiss, to the honeymoon, marriage or relationship, and breaking up, or divorcing faster than I can, and I am sure, that I have saved both me and my potential partner(s) a shit load of grief, or denied us a ton of pleasure, learning, and joy . . . but, that was yesterday, and this is today.  But, in the first part of the dream, I was sitting in the woman's dorm, with almost everyone else asleep, on bunk beds, a cement floor, but, over all, comfortable, at a very basic needs level, which is all you would want to provide, a balance, but not too good, nor too miserable, and the Pov. does that, perfectly, I think.

But, I was standing up, and either dropped a snake, or threw it, or it broke free, but I dropped, about a 4 or 5 foot snake, and a beefy one, making me think, it was either a cobra, given the size and make up, or a python, but those turn out to be monsters, and this didn't strike me as that.  But, after the snake hit the floor, it quickly slithered away, under the other beds, with unsuspecting women, who would be rising soon, and might step on the snake, but it left so soon, that I could not, or dared not, grab it by the tail, as it vanished, under the other beds.  I was hoping that my actions, did not result in other woman, waking, and stepping on a snake, that seemed to be my fault, for being there, and feeling very responsible, which I am, for the safety and welfare of the others in the room, but not knowing what to do, and where the snake was, conveniently, waking, in and out of sleep, enough to escape, any knowledge or the problems, that might happen, and so that is the long and short of that segment of this dream, that might be one part, and the other a totally separate part, or connected.

Snake Symbolism . . . The Garden of Eden, Temptation, Satan Turned Into a Snake, Offers Adam and Eve the Fruit of Knowledge of Good and Evil, Man Have Been Called Snakes?

My first reaction was, that the other day, walking to the Aquatic Center, to swim, I noticed a small garden snake, smashed by a car, and while I was, looking at that gruesome scene, I almost stepped on another snake, that was on the asphalt and slithering over to the grass.  That snake took me back to a garden snake, my kids, and their cousins found, while we lived in Provo, the one that would disappear, and could climb up my kitchen cupboards, and I would find in coiled under a dish towel, or hand towel, on my kitchen counter, scream . . . get this snake out of here!  On day, I heard my daughters, crying in their room, and reading a sad, and very empathetic, but sincere eulogy, about something that had died.  I asked them, what they were crying about and reading, and they said, I would laugh . . . only secretly, behind a very tight and control, blanks and stoic look on my face, as they read . . . have you ever loved something more than life itself . . . and then revealed the nature of the snakes, demise, they smashed it in the door, when they closed the door, not knowing where this escape artist was, generally, and that killed it!  Your not going to find me crying!  LOL!  They were right, I would laugh, but not in their forlorn presence, with this being a very traumatic experience.  But, you actually had one very happy mother, knowing, she was not going to find, Houdini under her kitchen towels!  LOL!

Then, yesterday, Kassie, said she went to a pet store and wanted to buy a snake . . . I told her where she could find on, over at the swimming pool, get an aquarium and that's it.  No, she wanted a colorful snake. She also had stated, that Phil, one of the guys, I am at least attracted to, intrigued by, and think is hot, was a white power, or white supremacist, which I have heard, from several others; however, that would be a normal cover for men, in this part of the country, with most having leanings toward that, and a likely cover that a CIA agent might use, in fact, there was something yesterday, an actor's name, connected with a white power symbol, that indicated to me, it was just what I thought, an act, with the very good likelihood, that a guy, like that, down from Tobacco Valley, or a state stronghold for militia, many of whom read my blog faithfully, but, are, standing in the shoes of the government on the other side and find that, I am neither, completely against the government, actually advocate for many things that the government can do better than a private entity, so that throws these type men, and the government, agents, are somewhat taken, when I defend the government, and thrash the mentality of many alleged, constitutionalists, often correcting their misconceptions, and refusing to put ads on my blog, in fear that these, at times extremists, who are no closer to my mindset, being right in the middle, a hybrid, with the Constitution, being an ideal, a compromise, between, actually 12 different political parties, being represented at the Constitutional Conventions, but coming up, with a very balanced, superior, and moderate, position, that is based on principles, sound foundational principles, and concepts, that work to make the majority happy, with everyone getting something and everyone giving up something . . . that is the mean and work of compromise, which is the definition of politics, with competing interests.  I am a good bridge, and should be used as one, rather than hated by both sides, with murderous intents, I should be a voice for the middle, for the Constitutional balance, which, I did, last summer, in the stand off between militia, Bundy, and the feds.

The interesting intersect, between Kassie, snakes, white supremacists, is the yellow and black, Don't Tread On Me Flags, that are very prominently and connected with militia, para-military, and backwoods, patriots, so Phil, his cover, and also, who he might represent, me, the snake, and the flag that brings all those together is interesting and very symbolic, indeed.  Someone is running down the street for homecoming with an American flag, blowing in the rush of the movement and wind flow, from that movement, way cool, way me. Undercover agents, to me, are like snakes, and cobras, because they pretend to be one thing, and then they are quite the opposite, and they can be deadly.  I think, the only way, the CIA, Mo's, family and others have, again, been able to pull this fraud off, is because of the significant men, in my life, who use the attraction, the FBI mating game, and do the very calculated, orchestrated, and often, very observed, interactions, that are intended to rip my heart out, get me to compromise my position, for love, sex, comfort, so at first, there is love and it feel real, and to their, the feds, chagrin, it often is more authentic, on the side of their agents than they are trained to allow, and that they feel safe, in risking one of their assets, as agents are referred to, and so they pull the operation, or suspend it taking the compromised agent/lover, off the case, and that often gets a reaction, denial, and fight from the agent, who with me, is generally, in a lot more hot water, heart wise, than they anticipate, being conditioned, brainwashed, and socially engineered, to think, that the tits and ass girls are what they want, then leave me, later to find out, that I am the keeper of their hearts, even though, they never intended that to happen, and so the agent, is actually the one, who experiences, what they want me to, and I, am in control, causing, friction, jealousy, rivalry, within the ranks a files of the intelligence community, that fail to understand, there are Alpha Women!  We are the fewer . . . trouble!  Special ops, take on a personal level, and can take out assets, value, and compromise other areas!

So, the special op backfires, and agents, offered more ass sacrifices, lambs to the slaughter, and the level and power of these men, can cause more damage, than the original plan, creating hostility and hatred, much like the jealousy of the one woman, three men, triangled mess, that led to the murder of the victor, by a rival, who ended up working with the fiance' and decided to kill him, framing the old boyfriend, who probably still had thoughts, anger and jealousy, for his old girlfriend who was moving on.  I generally don't know the damage and pain, I have inflicted, and the former lover, becomes a mortal enemy, and given the Patriot Act, with the mantra of do whatever it takes, with no exceptions and no limits, murderous plots are planned, and not necessarily for the same reason as the special op, but can be masked as being, somewhat authorized, which is scary!  And unsuspecting, rivals, who know of no other lover at all, may even be under a boss, who was rejected, and even running into a female, who sees herself as my rival, it creates a huge ass mess!  All the old cheerleader, come out of the wood work at homecoming . . . scream, lost that job, in junior high, never looked back . . .but the one still fits in her outfit, and I am sure, that would be an impossibility for me, and a dream fulfilled for her, forever the cheer queen!  LOL!  But, her husband, seems very proud of his cheerleader, and sounds like he is used to being seen now, as the one who lifts her on his shoulder!  Marriage is good, I have my reservations, on the old cheerleaders, haunting football fields forever!

Amanda, The Mystic, Says, The Snake is a Female Symbol, of Shedding Skin, or Renewal, Becoming a Different Person, Rebirth . . . Maybe!

Amanda is an interesting person, she has two degrees, advanced degrees, connected with psychology, so I value her input and interpretation, and it is a valuable view, seeing that, just yesterday, I wrote in my blog birthday, blog, the second of the day, that I was turning this issue of doubles, identity theft, actually the theft of my whole life, over to the cops, I have basically said all I can say, analyzed, interpreted, told my dreams, that might be helpful, and I was happy, that the cop, in the Dateline, episode, The Shadow happened to rely on his gut instincts, that sometimes can be a fill in for the cold hard evidence and facts, and that some cases are circumstantial, and there is not much more a cop can go on, but his training, even old cases, instinct and gut feelings, or the more feminine side of his psyche, not used as much, but just a valuable, in not only making up the whole person, but bringing in the psychic, strange, the arena of mediums and the bizarre, which, but for several strange connections, luck, fate, and gut reactions, and following those, this man, might have gotten away with murder, or the other, totally innocent, man, might have been framed, with the killer using the innocent, former boyfriend's, I.D. and driver's license, while fake, that was not known by cops at the time . . . which leads me into the next segment of the dream, or the next sequence in solving or having insight and comfort to me, that cops are on the case, and getting it!  YAHOO . . . letting me relax for the first time in almost 15 years!

I am at the Break Cafe, front window seat, to write my blog and watch the homecoming parade, and along with that, I have seen some very symbolic t-shirts, like Down with the Foe!  Yesterday, I saw the acronym, F.O,E., which stands for the Fraternal Order of the Eagles . . . not connected to the shirt, but, strange to see it, twice in one day, just like it was to have the dream and landing on the idea, that the 5 foot snake, was a cobra, and walking down stairs to breakfast at the Pov. and seeing a chick with a Cobra sweatshirt on, a bit coincidental, but some think there are no coincidences!  Another guy, here at the Break Cafe, behind the counter, had a very symbolic shirt for me and one that has infuriated me over the years, being every popular brand of shirts . . . Hurley . . . Her, me, Lee or my connection with Kay and Hershey's candy, or Sara Lee . . . Nobody Doesn't Like Sara Lee!  Like, because, we like Kay better than you . . . ah, do you think that might have added to my gnarly personality, venting, temper tantrums?  Do you think, taking a normal bitch and giver her all I worked 60 years for, and letting her, with help, positions, adi and abetting a fucking criminal, with my ex-hub, a criminal too, working with my family, stealing my son's music, framing another son, so her son, Christopher, can take credit for my son's music, electronic, an avenue that has been sorely over looked . . . taking my case, my fame, my money, and my life, and you think I should be anything BUT MAD!!!!!!!  Fuck you . . . Til it Happens to YOU!  But, with this shirt, it is different, the letters are block letters, no the flimsy, cursive writing of most Hurley shirts, but strong, sturdy, and the HUR (red) is separated from the LEY (white), or finally, separating, Me, HUR, from LEY or LEE, or the LIE!  Thank God!  Maybe we are getting somewhere . . . I knew, I was the most valuable resource, but the cops would not listen, the feds were siding with the thought, that I was her, or Lee, the Lie!

Kay, Shelley, Rachel, and all the chicks, got a great ride and had a great time, the time of their lives, being me, while I was going through HELL . . . what the fuck, did you expect me to do, how was I suppose to act?  Good god, someone said to me the other day, I am surprised with all you have been through, that you have not committed suicide, did, slow releasing pills, been in the nut house, did, even up to an including the Utah State Hospital, been locked up, did, several times, but because Shelley, using Jesse, or a rival JoAnn, sanctioned by, none other than COPS, and the usual suspects, cop related personnel, and WHY DO YOU THINK I HAVE TRASHED YOU . . . making more sense?  The standard of review, is the the rational or reasonable man or woman . . . they, would have gone ballistic, killed people, shot people, fucked up everything, but my education, my faith, my resume, my former credibility, that they tore down, very time I rose up again, I GROW, THEY MOW, I had to start over to have anyone LISTEN! 

Rachel Catches a Little Fish, Sitting In the Dirt, Under a See Through White Tent, Near a Small Pond!

UpTop . . . guy wearing a gray shirt, with gold and orange letters, block, strong, symbolic, of smart, money! Now, this hostile take over of my life, didn't start, even in 2000, when I was poisoned, it started, I believe, the day, I announced, shocking my family, during Easter Break, 1989, that I was not only getting a divorce, but I was giving Zeke/Richard the kids, and going to law school!  All hell broke out, under the guise of concern, my children,  . . . parade break, rockin' music, dancing mountain men and squaws, Winter Fest Carnival, Whitefish, joining in the fun, all Griz Country and U of M supporters!  FUN!  Miss the Flathead Valley!  Fun parade, colorful, lively, and rockin' just like Montana!  That is why I live in the state, at least, still have not landed, or am wanted, in just one jurisdiction!  LOL!  That's okay, I am not ready to settle down!  LOL!  Love the whole damn state, still have not made it over to the eastern part much!  

Divorce, parting with the Mormon woman norm, and law school, with a sister who had dreamed of going to law school, and a father who had also, wanted to be an attorney, and the sister, least liked, and in the families or sisters' eyes, the one assigned in the family pecking order to be the social sister, not the smart sister, and certainly, not the RICH sister, was not going to be tolerated, and came with a warning, that shocks me to this day, the energy, lies, contorting, fabrications, family plot, that the inception came back, what, almost 26 years ago . . . the hatred, is amazing, the sinister punishment, for doing what . . . daring to step out of the Mo Mold, daring to be smart and pretty?  And for that, as warned, if my kids, ever became famous, or noteworthy, as they ALL have, I would not GET CREDIT!  At the time, I thought, what the fuck are they talking about, divorced fathers, even President Obama's father, whom he never met, until he was 10 for god sake, surely gets credit for the DNA, the genetics between Ma O and Pa O, making up, Jr. O! Come on, that is ridiculous, and I am not going to ditch my kids for law school, I am just smart enough, and researched enough, to know, what difference a father can make in a child's life, especially, serving as a GOOD TO EXCELLENT ROLE MODEL for my two, sons . . . I knew the girls had a great role model, committed mom, going nowhere MOM!

But, as I look back, remembering, that while I was either working, or after poisoning, not able to for one reason or another, go back and see my daughters after the births of my grand kids, and appreciating the fact that Rachel, a flight attendant, and Sue and Marcie, both bored house wives, had the time and money, to go visit my daughters, never dreaming, in my wildest dreams, this was all part of the family plot against ME, from back in 1989, when the sisters all took me to lunch, telling me the results of my actions, without me giving one second of credibility, rational thinking, or serious thought, to their then alleged, threats . . . and even now, being SHOCKED to say the least, at the malice of forethought, that would take my murder to premeditated or first degree murder!  I guess you never know the deep anger, revenge, darkest thoughts of sisters, family, church members, cops, never giving them more than a moment's thought, never jealous of success, awards, honors, and just congratulating them, with NO reflection on my worth, or being on competition with any value at all . . . and certainly, I would never, never, never, think of taking credit for their children's successes, and being so much more removed, than their mother, are you kidding?

WHILE RACHEL GOT THE SMALL FISH, OR THE FAKE KENNEDY, I HAVE THE HEART OF THE REAL . . . HEAT YOUR MEAT . . . T-SHIRT!  LOL!  Right on Bro.!  Will DO!

I am looking across the street and see, this guy wearing a straw farmer's hat, holding a bouquet of SUNFLOWERS . . . reminds me of JAMES KENNEDY, whom, I always felt the sincerity, or he seemed void of really any other agenda, than getting into my pants!  LOL!  Very simple, very straight forward, and forward, lol, but with my mind, and not so quick to jump, into bed with this hunk, willing partner, who seemed genuinely shocked that any woman would refuse, or put the breaks on, just in the name of you are woman, I am man . . . so?  I am learning to appreciate the differences in men and women, more and more! My darling daughter, Greta, who has matured enough, to not think her mother is a total wash, male bashing bitch, like her brothers and very Mormon sister,  . . . break, relax, go to it, when you want to get to it, relax, when you want to come!  For some reason, the appropriate song and lyrics come on, every time, like, Kennedy, signing, relax, when you want to come, when you want to come . . . one track mind, sex, I get it!  LOL!  Women are like cats, that is why men hate cats, they are more mysterious, even suspicious of their owners, intents, hiding, sneaking and men are like dogs, their best friend, both, as Greta puts in, like to be fed and petted, all over!  LOL!  Not just under the neck and back, LOL!  In all her wisdom, she said, after about 15 years of marriage now, under her belt, beating her mother's record, she said, I think men, just wants someone who is nice, and will have sex with them!  LOL!  In my experience, I think she is right, I am so, complicated, I could never, just reduce relationships, to that simple, lowest, denominator!  LOL!

Someone just walked by with a Bayern sweatshirt on, indicating, that there are many men, out there, and maybe, many either listening to this or me type, simultaneous, and in real time, or seeing what I am typing, as I type it, with God, my INTEL, man, sending me messages, on the back of shirts, as they go down the street, this one has caused me much fucking grief too . . . how, in the fucking hell, does, Kay, Brett's fake wife, and my substitute, much more his type, and, he will say, as others have, that Kay is so much like JoAnn, and with JoAnn, or in Kay's case, Joann, at least some respect for MY name, that through some fucked up, game, these fuckin' bull shit men, are playing . . . PRESS BOX . . . another sign, yeah, you are all curious about what I write, and you should be, I am writing about, your boss, using my name, resume, credentials, claiming MY children, all 4 are hers, so you think she is the cooler than cool mother, who had girls that went in the military, and rock stars, and future president of the U.S.A. . . . no, that was accomplished by your, MORTAL ENEMY, ME!  

KAY, WILL NEVER EARN BEING ME, WILL NEVER BE COOL ENOUGH . . . thinner, maybe, WEAKER FOR SURE, but, she can't fucking EARN, being ME! You are FUCKING STUPID TO THINK THAT . . . have Kay start kids from birth, her's suck, have Kay, whom I trumped, on my first job, right out of the get go, hitting top of the AG's office, have Kay teach, on her own credentials at three colleges, really write a grant, manual and get a REAL award . . . not claim mine for god sake, that is fucked up!  Start a blog, from scratch, not take what I have written and make it better, sending it through a scanner, computer, and doing waht, no original IDEAS OF HER OWN . . . and even then, she can't be me, BECAUSE, I WILL NOT LET HER BE ME . . . she is lowly, weak, frail, cheater, bad mother, bad attorney, Kay, just like she was, when you picked the poor little girl up, who just happened to be thin . . . I saw Brett's dick and criminal mind start ticking the week end, he and Kay arranged behind my back, I saw it them and I see it now . . . Sorry for hurting you so bad, Brett, when I left You, that you needed to try to not just get someone close to me, but MAKE HER ME . . . I'd be PISSED if I were Kay!  You just happened to get a bitch who was jealous of me, from the first second she laid eyes on me in 7th fucking grade, riding on me then and the only time she is a good attorney, mother, blogger, is on MY WORK . . . prove to me, prior to 2000, that Kay ever even mentioned the United State Constitution!  Show me that Christopher and Danny, are rock stars, SHE DOESN'T GET TO CLAIM ELLIOT!!!!  NOT SNUGGLE BUGS . . . genetics alone, tell the thinking person, two brown eyed parents, don't make BLUE EYED children!  LOL!  And for those of you who have faith in science . . . DNA, DNA, DNA, DUMB ASSES . . . she can't earn being me, FUCKING EVER!

Rat Pack Shuttle is Going Down the Street!

Just like Sinatra, Davis, and the other members of the Hollywood Rat Pack, the next generation of Rats . . . Brett, Frank, aka, Allan, Jack, Tony, Mike, maybe Kennedy, bros-in-laws, Kevin, Mark, David . . . all just a bunch of fucking rats, dumb ass men, who are not thinking with the rational head above their waist, but the illogical head below their waist, with no clear thoughts, and just a bunch of blood and cum, sickening, for a brain process, thinking, wittle Kay Baby can ever take my place . . . If she really were ME, I would want to be Hur, rather than the other way around . . . Kay and all the female member of the Rat Pack, all combined, can't earn being me, don't deserve, and if they are so cool, let them be themselves, surely that should not bother them or the men, they are SO COOOOOLLLLLL!  Which is total BULL SHIT, or you would want her to be herself, not ME!  Little Kay and all the girls . . . same guy with the t-shirt, Bayern, has a little princess, young girl, dark haired, like baby Kay, riding on his shoulders, and the wife, with the symbolic orange shirt, walking next to him, my color for smart, the color of the burnt rust orange carpet, in my Ogden home, home of Christian and Elliot, where SMART kids, was the GOAL!

In my blog, yesterday morning, when I wrote about an episode, true crime and all the symbolic names, there were two James . . . Rachel may have thought that she had the real, James Kennedy, or at least stole the one, I met, but, I think, she got the look-alike cop, who is a low level, stand in for the real Kennedy, or the famous cop, fed, or just one of the 51 cousins, I am not a name dropper, although, JFK, did influence my life, and I have screamed more than once, that a conspiracy, not so unlike this one against me, reaching the very tops of the government, allegedly, to protect the country, in Big Brother/Sister's Eyes, not in the true sense of America, where all I have read from or about President Kennedy, was, dead, ass, spot, right on! for where we needed to go then and where we need to go now!  Sop, my love for the Kennedy's came long before I even laid eyes on James and will not be diminished one bit, by his actions, as seen as separate from that of his alleged, famed, loved, honored, and forever young, Uncle, President John Fitzgerald Kennedy, whom said, among many, other great statements and quotes, including, loving Montana, Ask not what your country can do for you, but for what you can do for the country . . . mantra and driving force in MY life and service to my country!

AND YOU CAN TAKE THAT STATEMENT TO THE BANK!

Kissy, Kissy, Smoochy Smoochy, Lover Boy!  LOL!  At Least For A While!

I'm not ready to get old with, even a Kennedy, yet . . . so many men, so little time!  LOL!

ALPHA FEMALE . . . YOUNG HEARTS STAY FREE!

Few symbols I forgot--outside dream:

• whole apple . . . on bar in the bathroom . . . legal teacher, bar, symbolic of bar associations, and apple connected and sign of a teacher; also, an apple a day, keeps the doctor away
• half eaten apple . . . same position, on bar, in first stall of bathroom . . . partaking of the poisonous fruit, fruit of the tree of knowledge, snake in the garden, offering Adam and Eve, to disobey God, and eat of the fruit, you will not die, but have wisdom, become an adult, not an innocent child in the garden; also, could be members of the Rat Pack, turning on their leader, or whom has been considered, God in the intelligence community, and I am guessing that that is Frank, aka, Allan, among others, maybe legends in the pioneering efforts of the Company or the Bureau, CIA and FBI, seeing that the knowledge is worth more than the lie, and stealing the money, or the product of others, my family, and take the knowledge and use it yourself, in the agencies, bag the immunity and just follow the Constitution, also providing citizens and WE THE PEOPLE our God given rights . . . or, it could be, partaking of the forbidden fruit, actually accepting, Me, not as an enemy, but someone who is a teacher and can give you the agencies, the knowledge that has been forbidden and eviscerated, by the one world order or loyalties to the Brits, with the agreement that America will police the world and England will rule the world . . . the MONARCH PROJECT, the MIRANDA PROJECT, rid the U.S. of the Constitution and replace it with the monarchy, as in Britain!  Wisdom is APPLIED knowledge!
• brand new, clean white, bra, on blue jeans . . . since it was on the floor of the Poverello Center for the Homeless, I am guessing, that clean bra, symbolizes ME, that I am clean, I haven't done what I am charged or believed to have been charged with, alleged to have done, or the cops are told I did, and they are finally, realizing that, yes, it is actually, me, the writer, the mother, the con law attorney, the one who killed asset forfeiture legislation, has a U.S. Supreme Court bar license, has climbed the legal Mt. Everest without men helping me, or even another attorney, legal researcher, assistant or secretary, and it is the same woman at the Pov. that you see, young cowboy cop, going over to the motel, maybe looking for me, said hello, as we crossed, and is the mother of God's Revolver, Little Black Horse, Ditch and the Delta, vocalist, guitarist and bass guitarist, Elliot Secrist and my other amazing kids, who are all going to ROCK this world, in their own way!  Don't Let the POVERTY, falsely imposed, stolen and dirty treasures in the hands of others, but don't be BLINDED by my circumstances . . . I would never have been the teacher I am now, had none of this happened . . . and I am not, brown haired, flat nosed, flat ass, brown eyed, 5'4", attorney, Kay, with a background in torts, never used the Constitution, til she became ME!  My mother's name is Jean, or her nick name and I am the only, clean, daughter of Jean . . . I haven't seen any of my sisters at the Pov, nor Kelly, Kay, Hope and the Girls, girls, girls, that the boyz want to believe did all that I DID . . . just me, and me alone!
• a pink knit baby glove, was up on the towel dispenser, near the drinking fountain and wash sink, near the dining room bathrooms, symbolic of hands, or the dirty baby who is claiming that it is her that wrote the blog . . . Mary Kay, make-up mogal and millionaire, but with the name "Kay" in it, with the pink Cadillacs, as part of the Mary Kay package, and symbol, so the color, Pink, is symbolic of all the pink gals, Kay, Rachel, blah, blah, blah . . . baby girls, get and wear the color pink!  Foo Foo Dolls relate to the color pink . . . I hate it!  But, I found that symbol, completely telling . . . and maybe finding it at the Poverello, is symbolic or a sign that many have been forced to state that, it is Rachel, the closest look-alike, in this game of thrones, with me being the producer, the creator, the writer, the lawyer, the bad ass con law chick, and the mother of great kids, I did it all, like they used to say, women could not . . . liars, can't claim, they sacrificed their children . . . I never did, never will, and never have, even if I gave custody to Zeke, that worked, just like the research showed, before I took that move . . . MY SON'S ARE RESPONSIBLE MEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  JUST LIKE THEIR FATHER.
• a pair of maroon baby Levis drapped OVER, a baby stroller . . . the last symbol I saw, was just minutes ago, that reminded me of these other very telling and significant signs and symbols worth more than a thousand words . . . Maroon 5 is a band, with a singer, who could be a young, handsome, Brett, who started this fiasco, or at least was there at the beginning planning stages and can be directly connected to MY son, Elliot, his band, and with Brett, standing in the audience, with a mohawk, a head taller than everyone, watching and rocking, but, turning like Satan, who lies, steals, and destroys, if not kills, looking, jealous of the real band, the real players, the real music, and the REAL MUSIC GENIUS, that told a western in ROCK!  Perhaps, Brett was laying the plans to take over the real guys, or at least Elliot, who seems to be the common denominator and in every band that makes it big, realizing that Isaac, Ryan Chambers and the fakes are a flash in the pan, and Elliot is the real thing! But, Brett also, drove a maroon Sonoma . . . symbolic in and of the title, Son o ma . . . maybe that gave him the idea to bring Kay, aka, me, in as the mother, so he and Kay, could claim they were just being normal parents of exceptional kids.  Brett wanted it all, my resume, kids, music, law practice, blah, blah, blah and after I left him, he turned to Kay, never realizing, that it was he, who set the break up plan in motion, all starting, number one with cheating with his old girlfriends, then Kay, thinking that due to Picks Disease, alleged terminal brain disease, that I didn't know what was going on, or that I was responsible for the break up, leaving him . . . no, I loved him but I was at my worst, no make-up, did nothing with my hair, was still waiting to die, used to lay in bed, stroking his goatee, but not his ego, and silently saying over and over again, I love you, I love you . . . and fully understanding, his need to be with Kay; however, fully not getting the substitute, for me . . . but, Brett hatched a plan where he could get it ALL, with way more access to women, sex, music, money, than if he were just with me, and I was still dying in my mind, but I was faithful, while leaving him, for four fucking years!  There may be agents, still around, who were one of the 57 screens opened to a love letter, 15 pages, that I wrote to Brett, gave to each of my kids, in about 2008, with a vintage Valentine . . . cheating, not with my husband, polygamy . . . NOT IN OUR HOUSE!  The little baby pants, draped over the stroller, symbolic, I think, of the nature of the lawyer, the girls, they are babies, in the world of government, even Kay, maybe, FBI, attorney, but an amatuer, in the workings of the Constitution and the government, that only comes with the type of experience I have, through working there, from many angles and in many areas of law!  Torts, trial work, 10 to 15 years head start, may have helped Kay with stealing and presenting before the 10th Circuit, or closing deals that I set up, like with Brock, Cheeks, and Vail, the big money cases, but she could NEVER, EVER, start from scratch and come even close to what I can do, I am, basically, LIMITLESS!

TIME FOR HOMECOMING GAME AND FUN!

RADIUS . . . AXMEN ENERGY! TOP SECRET . . . VICTORIA SECRET, SECRET SECONDS, NO LONGER A SECRET! NOT IN OUR HOUSE! BEAUTIFUL MESS, BEAUTIFUL MESS, BEAUTIFUL MESS: WHAT KIDS NEED FROM CARING ADULTS. HOW APPROPRIATE, SKY BLUE UNDERCOVER, ASSET FORFEITURE CAR, WITH UTAH LICENSE PLATES, I HAVE SEEN A MILLION TIMES, PULLING CARS OVER, ON 1-15, BETWEEN PAROWAN AND CEDAR CITY, UTAH . . . DREAM CATCHER, RIGHT HERE, HOMECOMING WEEKEND, U OF M, MISSOULA, MT., IT IS YOUR "HOMECOMING" NOT MINE! LOL! FOOD SERVICES FOR AMERICA! TODAY, IN HONOR OF "BAD ASS CON LAW CHICK" BLOG'S #2 BIRTHDAY, JUST DAYS AFTER, SHELLEY'S BIRTHDAY, SEPT. 13, 1953, RACHEL'S BIRTHDAY, SEPTEMBER 19, 1961, KAY'S BIRTHDAY, COMING UP, NOVEMBER 7, 1954, AND I AM NOT SURE WHEN BRETT'S BIRTHDAY IS, I AM GOING TO, IN TRUE FORENSIC, CRIMINOLOGY FASHION, ATTEMPT TO PSYCHOANALYZE THESE SOCIOPATHS & PSYCHOPATHS, THAT I AM CONSTANTLY SEEING ON "TRUE CRIME" EPISODES AND NOTICING THE SAME TRAITS, IN SISTERS, FORMER ALLEGED FRIENDS, AND FORMER HUSBANDS . . . IF I HAVE TIME, WILL HIT, HUBBIES, 2,3, AND 4! GREAT SONG ON, HERE AT THE BREAK ESPRESSO CAFE' . . . I'M LOOKING FOR A NEW LOVE, BABY, A NEW LOVE, I'M LOOKING FOR A NEW LOVE, BABY . . . YEAH, YEAH, YEAH! MAYBE AT THE HOMECOMING PARADE DOWN HIGGINS STREET, OR AT THE GAME! SONG . . . MY BABY TAKES THE MORNING TRAIN! OKAY, BIKE, WALK, BUS, TRAIN! HE WORKS FROM 9 TO 5, THEN HE TAKES THE TRAIN BACK HOME AGAIN! MY KIND OF GUY! GREEN, FRESH, COOL . . . KOOL MAN! MY BABY TAKES THE MORNING TRAIN! HATE GUYS WHO LIVE OFF ME! NEWSFLASH, SO DO MOST GALS, DON'T SEE IT AS MANLY! LOL! JUST A THOUGHT!

Sigmund Freud's First Patient, Anna . . . I'm Right There With You, Girl . . . Hate To Share Drinking Glasses, With Dogs!

Obviously, I don't see myself, as just another animal in the food chain, living by the rules of survival of the fittest, not necessarily disagree with some of Darwin's Theories, other than when it comes to the developmental levels of becoming a man, preferring to evolve, from just lower, thinking, rational, but without a more perfected nature and understanding of the human race, seeing all of us, as children of God, and wondering, as I asked, Brett, on of the monsters, and definitely dragging his knuckles, on the ground, as his chosen ancestry did, he claims centuries ago, but I see evidence of the cavemen all around me, lower forms of evolutionary man, as in President Obama's statement regarding gay rights, and gay marriage.  Once in a heated discussion, with the self-proclaimed, Einstein, I asked, Brett, why the whole species of apes, or monkeys did not evolve at the same time, as was evidenced and claimed by anthropologists, paleontologists, and archaeologists, that monkeys on different parts of either the same island or separated islands, separated from each other, with water in between, claiming that the primates, all shared similar traits, of evolutionary animals, a step towards, man as we know it . . . so why do some monkeys still have tails?  He could not answer my question . . . Stuart/Stewart Going Down, JoAnn Secrist, Bliss . . . reversing the names of two movies, Brett showed me, nice little husband, that he was not!  But he is Kay's problems now, and I am sure, he and she, both had to share each other with many other animals, demonstrating, their commitment, that in the animal kingdom, definitely, mirroring their animistic traits, taking reason out of the equation! Soulless beasts!  LOL!  Once a cheater, always a cheater, you two deserve each other!  LOL!

I also asked, the alleged genius, if he were to be given a choice, of coming from and ape, for coming from God, through, Adam and Eve, he refused to answer . . . one of those gotcha questions, with a predetermined answer, and an outcome, that is predictable, even from the lowest minded, apes!  LOL, who also, by the way, were creations of God, right there along with man, leaving the more rational of the beings in the Garden of Eden, or I guess the wilderness after the fall, to name the animals, that were climbing around, only half evolved, sorry, just rubbing in the mindset of these people, who are absolutely, ridiculous!  That aside, limiting my application of Darwinian ideas, to dinosaur bones, and mammoths, found frozen in glaciers, and moving on to the accepted, start and ideas of Freud himself, to the story of Anna, the guest, and the dog! LOL!  Anna, was a very prime and proper young lady, during the Victorian Era, a contemporary with Freud himself.  And after visiting with a friend, Anna, became distraught, withdrawn, and started to develop signs of what, Freud, later determined were psychotic predispositions and tendencies.  And only upon lengthy, examination, and discussions, taking Anna back to the days, before, she exhibited any of these symptoms that seem to be creating troubles in her life, he took her deeper and deeper into her subconscious, and discovered, it all boiled down to man's best friend, but only when he is lonely, a DOG!

The Mutt, One of Mitt's, Licked Anna's Either Tea Cup or Wine Glass

So, here is how the story goes, once Anna, began to explain the events leading to her break down, that she had gone to visit a woman, and upon that visit, the woman served her a beverage of some sort, can't remember, after 2 years, but while the woman, left the room for a bit, her dog, came up and licked, Anna's glass, or cup, horrifying her . . . remember, this was not the crude days, we live in now, but back where people were to polite to shoo the dog away or in my case, swear at the canine, telling my hostess, that I could not finish my drink, because the dog, licked my glass, and it revolted me, to take a drink out of the same glass, as a fucking dog!  No, Anna, very politely, held in, what turned her stomach, that of sharing her drink with a mutt, who she most likely had seen, licking its ass, prior to drinking out of her beverage container, making her even more sick, and I am adding, license to this story, because but for a few centuries and a more expressive time and culture, Anna would be me!  LOL!  And, I to this day, and totally sickened, to see people, like, at the Poverello Palace, taking the cups we, people, distinguishing myself, from the rest of the animals residing there, who don't see anything wrong, one animal to another, sharing a few drinks!  LOL!

So, after close examination, Freud believed, that Anna, who was totally grossed out, but unable to express her sentiments, buried not only her disgust, deep in her Id, but her Super Ego, went into high gear, making her even more conscious and aware of the differences, between herself, and this lowly, ass scratching, butt sniffing, wet nosed, creature, than she had previously been, and the ego level of her mind, could not bear the thoughts, but in light and fear of offending her host, she suppressed her horror, and for the time being, to deal with the situation, the conscious discussed, at the dog, saliva and residue from the dog's slobber, was nicely tucked away, deep in the inner recesses of her blank tablet, tablula rosa! or her unscathed mind, with thoughts of abhorrent rage, but with Victorian politeness, refrained from telling either the dog or the woman, what she thought.  I am right there on the couch with you, Anna, but for a few hundred years, the women's movement, and realizing that swearing takes care of 75% of your stress, and makes you happier, that the swearing repressed!  LOL!  Fun, interesting stuff . . . it is almost worth, going through all the shit, these monkeys have put me and may family through, over the years, the fortune they have stolen, just to get a shot at practicing my new profession, as a natural extension of my expansive, legal knowledge, coupled with experiencing this whole ordeal, and having the intellectual property, before, I am recognized as creating a whole new level of Freudian Theories of Psychoanalysis!  My brain, is my biggest, most fun, and incredibly, wonderful, tool, toy, playground, for exploration and enjoyment!  Rachel, once, upon witnessing me for hours on her computer, said, I can't understand who you can just sit there and dig this stuff, writing, research and shit . . . beating the shit out of my opponents on ANY issue, is fucking awesome!  She still doesn't get it!  LOL!

It Is Hip To Be Square! It's Hip to Be There! Oh, Yeah . . . What Kids Need From Caring Adults!  Think About It!

Hip, so hip to be square, so hip, hip, to be square, hip everywhere . . . so hip to be square, smart, go to school, graduation matters, education matters . . . the new, beautiful, sexy, cool, is smart!  See, didn't you like the story of Freud, Anna, and the dog, pretty cool to figure out what is wrong with you, yourself, don't medicate, self evaluate!  Love is here to stay . . . song!  I can't stop loving you, can this be true?  Don't forget me when I'm gone.  I have loved you for so long!  So, moving on to the psychoanalysis of the people, many of you, work, with, have taken my money from, love, even cherish in Rachel's place, since that is her goal in life, to be cherished, Shelley, Brett and Kay, to rule the world, while none are either worthy or smart enough to, therefore, they rely on smart people, like me and mine, to suck the ever living blood out of, but WHY did they do it?  Perhaps, in my normal methods of figuring out people I have no way of relating to, or understanding, can't wrap my mind around their actions, I turn to true criminals, serial killers, the depraved, the mad, the crazy, the jealous, envious, the sociopaths and psychopaths, that history, has throw in our faces, over and over again!  

Once such couple, who created a deadly couple, together, ending in, at least, one man being hacked to death, only to find he had no money, 5 innocent young children, being murdered, just for the thrill of it, or to cause their neighbors pain, watching as they smugly or smug lee--name for Sara Lee, Nobody Doesn't Like Sara, knew their demise, thinking they were too smart to get caught, and literally holding the fate of many in their hands, sick as they were . . . this is the story, of two British blokes . . . can you call a female Brit, a bloke?  I just did, right or wrong, but meet Myra and Ian, two serial killers, who shocked the country, if not the world, through their senseless killings, burying children, overlooking beautiful mountains, water, and sunsets, picnicking, sitting, playing, dancing, and eating on the graves of these little ones!

See No Evil . . . Seriously?

Ian, had a twisted, murderous, past, before Myra met him, having a history of killing people, thinking he was above the law, beyond suspicion, and outside the grasp of the cops.  Myra, was a secretary, in the bank, I believe, where Ian, was her boss, and somewhat at first, lorded his superior position over him, but through a sexual attraction, she was no longer her subordinate, but his partner.  People, always had a hard time with Myra, likable, nice, appearing to just being in love, and leaving people with the idea, that she was just as much a victim of Ian's depravity, as were their victims.  But, upon, further, understanding, she was as twisted, sick and participatory, in these murders as he was, as hard core, luring in adults and children alike, smiling and having tea, with Ian, and her horrified, but scared to death, husband of her sister's, who were actually the ones who turned the pair into the Bobbies, and detectives, who tended to believe that Ian did the killings, but Myra, had no part of it, or was a bystander herself, but after time, came to realize, that Myra was the one who brought the people to the evil Ian, watched, smiled, dove right into the blood and gore, being sexually turned on by her, bad ass, murderous boyfriend, who seemed, cool, calm, unaffected by hacking a man to death, dismembering him, so as to make his disposal easier, and acting put upon, when the man didn't have the money Ian expected, but was just a common laborer, not the boss, he thought he was . . . no big deal, clean the mess up, and let's get on with it, taking the other couple, unknowingly, right to the shallow graves of several children, who had been killed, prior to the man, with Ian, bragging about, killing others, before the man, with the other man, thinking he was just telling stories, until the bloody massacre of this new man, who was to prove, through his death, rent money for the young couple, sister of Myra, and her new baby.

Myra's sister's husband, came home, after being forced to watch the ax murderer and the dismembering, starting with beheading the victim, using a hand saw to do it, and with Myra, getting as much pleasure watching this gory feat, and her bad boy, boyfriend, just handling it without the slightest bit of fear of being caught!  Later, Ian confessed, because one of his latest victims, was actually still in the home, and a list of other victims, was found among his possessions at his apartment!  Myra, on the other hand, just kept, upon questioning, just said, that Ian story was her's, nothing more, nothing less.  Myra, never changed her story, but her brother-in-law was furious, when the cops, allowed her to leave the cop shop, or bobby shop! Finally, as the cops, got more and more evidence, they finally, started to see, Myra's fingers all over the killings and gore, right along with the boyfriend, and realized that the two, reacted in a poisonous relationship, that led to the careless waste of lives, leaving the parents, mothers, of these children, devastated, to the point of utter dispair, while the killers, or at least by now, one of the killers, were walking among them, free as a bird.  Eventually, the cops, arrested Myra, but through it all, the people liked her, stood by her, and many argued that she had been falsely charged, tried and convicted.

Myra, maybe because she was pretty, a woman, or manipulative, was able to fool, many people, who almost held her up as a cult leader, rather than the criminal she was, the killer she was, the participant, in the sexually gratifying relationship with her boyfriend, who often made love to her, with the sickness of death and blood on both of their hands, very much partners in the crimes, that seemed to turn them both on, and only serve to heighten their sexual desire for each other.  To live a lesser life, without the highs, the thrill kills, and the passion, they both seemed to gain, with the deaths, and a renewed commitment to their sick, psychosexual relationship, the explosive dynamics, between the two, may have saved lives, hearts, and time.  But the heart ache they caused the neighbors, who mourned the lose of their children, left wondering where their bodies were, what happened to these innocents that had their lives, shattered and destroyed, for the entertainment and thrill of the two depraved lovers, getting a high, only though the deaths, carnage and suffering of others, with no sympathy, empathy, care in the world, with arrogance, smugness and challenge, even while in jail, controlling, manipulating and talking prison guards, in the female prison to do, Myra's bidding, with sympathy, even respect, and love, being exhibited, for this woman, who fooled many, used the system, got a college degree while in prison, and allegedly fiding God and truly, to some, repenting for her sins and crimes, while to others, they saw a sick, woman, who, needed a man, needed, Ian, who was also sick and the sex, blood, killings, only served to deepen, what was already abnormal personalities!  Eventually, Myra, fooled the parole board and was released from prison, for good behavior, and never heard of again, or at least to the police, estranged from her sister and her husband, she lived and quiet life, but not forgotten.

The Haunting Picture of Myra . . . Upon Close Examination, the Portrait of this Monster, Was Made Up of Tiny Hands, Suggesting Blood on Her Hands, for the Lives of the Children, She and Ian Murdered, With Suspicion There Were More Bodies Than The Two Were Originally Charged For!

A famous British artist, did a unique and haunting picture that focused on the eyes of the, almost worshiped killer, one of the partners, in horrendous crimes against humanity, and the public was outraged when the artist, showed the huge ass picture, that shocked the Brits, to the core, for what this woman represented to them, a child killer, and they thought this man, was glorifying her acts of cruelty, and her crimes, rather than to let her drift off into oblivian, once released from prison, even after a brief escape attempt, going the way of other murderers, but when the public, got up close and personal with the picture and saw the tiny hands, thousands of them, they realized, that the true story was being told, that untold lives had been affected by the pair, that children, throughout the British Isles would never be the same, and the country was forever changed by this horrible couple, who fooled so many, often comparing their choice to see no evil, to that of the Germans, during the slaughter of 6 million Jews, with many turning a blind eye, and seeing nothing to be alarmed at . . . thus was what happened with Myra and Ian.

This type of relationship fuels the fires of sex, desire, fun, crime, and those who participate, are turned on by their own sadistic behavior, that is nothing but fun for them, and even more fun, the more torture, pain, lose, and broken hearts, that are a result of their actions . . . thus is the reality of the charming, attractive, manipulative, people involved in this pack of wolves, who alone, may never have reached the feverish pitch, that fueled their crimes, the speed of their thievery, their lies, the challenge, the thrill, the attempt to control, exert power, influence, often bribing, buying, enticing, and coercing allegiances, loyalties, to the point, where people would do anything for them, seeing themselves in the club, with the cool, a part of the beautiful people, when in reality, crimes, crimes, crimes, and heart ache was the desired outcome, preventing, who knows what, the natural course of events would have produced, not caring, but for their own aggrandizement, prestige, privilege, power, acknowledgement, regardless of the true creator, inventor, writer, master of the art, of law, music, or whatever, merely benefiting others, as they could use them, and be turned on by their love, devotion, and caring for this triumvirate of sick individuals that were so far removed from the reality of the rest of us, that we could literally SEE NO EVIL . . .

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