LOCKSAW . . . CAT-REAL (CIA STING OP THWARTED, AGAIN!). SKI-BA-DEE-BA-DOO SALE! MISGUIDED LOYALTY & BLIND TRUST! PARTNERS IN CRIME--SOMETIMES THEY SAY, TWO MINDS ARE BETTER THAN ONE; HOWEVER, WHEN IT COMES TO MURDER, TWO PARTNERS GIVE DETECTIVES TWICE THE EVIDENCE AND TWICE AS MUCH CHANCE THE CATCH THE KILLERS! HUSBAND AND WIFE, OF 50 YEARS, MURDER SCHEME: (1) HIRE DRIFTERS FROM THE LOCAL MISSION; (2) HIRE THEM FOR $50 PER DAY, WITH FREE STAY, AS LONG AS THEY DIDN'T TELL ANYONE; (3) SEND THEM TO THE LOCAL CATTLE AUCTION TO BUY CATTLE WITH FAKE CHECKS, KEEP THE CATTLE; (4) WHEN THE MEN HAD OUT LASTED THEIR USEFULNESS, OR THEIR WARRANTS FROM THE BAD CHECKS CAUGHT UP WITH THEM, KILL THEM; (5) MAKE THEIR CLOSE INTO A QUILT TO DESTROY THE EVIDENCE THEY WERE THERE; (6) BURY THEIR BODIES ON NEIGHBOR'S FARM LAND, AFTER DOING ODD JOBS AT THEIR FARMS AND RANCHES; AND (7) COLLECT $6,000 PER MAN, THE PRICE OF THE ILLEGAL OR FRAUDULENT CHECKS--MAKING A TOTAL OF $30,000! NICE . . . FIRST HUSBAND AND WIFE ON DEATH ROW, CONVICTED FOR THE SAME CRIME, RAY DIED BEFORE THE EXECUTION DATE, AND FAYE'S SENTENCE WAS COMMUTED TO LIFE IN PRISON! NICE GRANDMA AND GRANDPA! HOLY SHIT, BUT MINE ARE JUST AS DEVIOUS! DON'T BE FOOLED BY AGE, A LEOPARD DOES NOT CHANGE ITS SPOTS!

RADISH . . . Significance of 48 Hours . . . Beyond Name of Show!

Cool, you learn something every day, even years after you have been exposed to a concept, either through, connecting dots, or seeing dots you hadn't noticed, or suddenly getting an ah-hah moment!  You know, as a criminal defense attorney, I was well aware of a defendant's rights, at least in Utah, to be arraigned in 48 hours, I knew, that the first 48 hours, were critical to any investigation of a crime, or the leads, witnesses, and evidence can disappear, making solving a case, much harder . . . I knew of the true crime show, 48 Hours, and I watch it all the time, but, as I watched the New Detective series today, it dawned on me, when, these cops, said, they had to let suspects go, if they did not have enough evidence to hold them . . . why was this a new concept to me? because, the cops, and jails in Utah, never followed, this time period, often, arresting people, and leaving them lingering in jail for up to two years, without even being arraigned, and why, pray tell? because, I would guess, that if they got a conviction, the defendant, was then ordered by the court, to pay for the time in jail, or to make money for the jail, or for lack of knowledge, of the 48 hours, a jail or cops can hold a suspect, and that was about it, other than to harass a particular person, and just make life miserable for them.  

WOW!  How weird, no wonder, when the cops, took my truck, and about $20,000 they stole, in personal property from my home, from me, with me, borrowing a client's old junker car, out in their field, with their permission, later, only to have my headlights, turned off either by God or simultaneously, by aerial surveillance, while I searched Cedar City, Utah for my stolen truck, and the light trick, and with a cop, stopping me, to stop me from leaving the state and booking it back up to Montana--the last best place, and the only state, I felt semi-safe, knowing they believe, sort of, still in the Constitution, where I would have at least a fighting chance, against, charges that I was either framed for, or set up for, or being accused of, as given a heads up, by a friend who owned the towing company, that hauled my client's car to his lot, only to overhear the cops, after blaming me, for blowing up their car--and putting pressure on my clients, to have me charged with grand theft auto--cop projection, since they really did steal my truck, giving my clients all of my property, in the car, to cover the cost of the alleged, stolen car--how did I get the keys? from clients, whom I had done at least $50,000 worth of free legal work for, trying to get their kids back, from foster care, after being illegally taken, so, by far more than a wash, with a beater car, they were not even using, worth about $500 dollars, so, even if I did, they would owe me, $49,500 in legal fees, if that was the route they took--helping them, because, I believed in their case, and their right to their children, and was disgusted by the state or Iron County, no surprise, picking them up, and giving them to polygamist families, to gay couples with two mommies, or other strange situations, with the two parents, involved, being the only ones, in court, during their trial, including me not having a criminal charge . . . mine, as always, was an harassment charge, for, now, hold onto your hat, going to the bathroom, in an elementary school, with permission! 30 days in county jail!  But, I was struck, by the precision, that these officers, actually, followed the law, as I had NEVER seen in UTAH!

Since I wrote a complimentary expose' on the good police work, done last night by the Missoula PD, SWAT, and other law enforcement officers, I am glad, to see, that outside of the state, I gained my experience in, there are actually cop shops, that, follow, legislative law, as the law making body, in the state, not letting the fucking Patriot Act, shit, take over, making cops, judge, jury and executioner on the streets, as seen in Missouri, New York, Florida and Baltimore, so thank you again, for letting me see, GOOD COPS, and GOOD POLICE WORK!  Just like coming from a bad home, you become tainted and skeptical, when all you ever experienced were cops breaking the laws, and thinking, that every cop shop in the nation does too!  Sorry, for looking through dark side of glasses, seeing every cop as corrupt!  LOL! But, if any class or group of people can witness, your work can taint your view of everything, with cops suspecting everyone of being a criminal, they just haven't found the crime yet, just like I thought, every man was an abuser of some type, when I was immersed in domestic violence, daily!  I understand.

Local Cops, Need to Watch Fed Cops, Stalking Me!  Again!

Okay, for the billionth time, well, it seems like that, and probably is only a few hundred times over the last 6 years, since I reactivated my law license and the sista club, of pretty little liars, stole, not only my I.D., but my law license, and my actual life, wanting me either, preferably dead, and if not dead, in jail forever, as they tried to when I went to the BATHROOM with permission--check CACHE County Jail, around 2004, the beginning of the thefts of music and identity--well, identity, was about 2000!  But, I was going to go swimming after I wrote my earlier blog today, but, got caught up in a true crime episode, that led to the telling ones I am going to write about, soon after this rat session on the feds . . . and once watching, my addiction, kicked in high gear, and so I stayed, again with the intent on leaving to go to a lecture, that I have talked about in the last two blogs, that have most likely been, hacked, and the liars, with the help of the NSA, scanning it, and redirecting my blogs, as if coming from other IP numbers, depending on the subject matter . . . Shelley probably got this one, the self-proclaimed, forensic psychologist, or criminologist, using my credentials, maybe doctoring a few things, but, hey, that is what the CATS or the CIA is good at, make-believe, play acting, and pretending to be something or someone, they are NOT!

So, watching my crime shows, there was some, sign, that said, to rush . . . but, I thought that was to hurry and get another blog done . . . then, I glanced down, at my purse and exposed, was some lip gloss, I never use, that I got at Senator Tester's, Business Conference, several months ago, that I blogged about, and it said, Hurraw, or Her Raw (Shelley, con artist, not me bad ass con law chick, is into Egyption royalty, RA! and maybe, someone thinks I am Shelley!  Which is exactly what that bitch would like you to believe, that I am her, and she is ME! Screammm!) . . . or the only letters I saw, were HURRA . . . phonetically, HURRY!  I was going to the lecture, but, had changed my mind, but I thought, maybe it was imperative, that I get up and leave, and to hurry, not on the next blog, but, to get the fuck out of McDonald's!  I don't stay around to find out, what I am hurrying from, or why, I have learned after a few years, and barely escaping the clutches of someone who either thinks, I am the criminal, I am writing about, or what to get me, charging me as if, I was the criminal sister, Shelley, the mastermind behind this whole fucked up mess, and once behind bars, good luck, she has my I.D., and law certificates, if not my furniture, and she is controlling the cops, and I have nothing to show, other than this blog, and my Walmart Money Card, connecting me to my previous life! 

But, as I looked up, there was this black guy, two surveillance balls, right where he was sitting and right where I was sitting on the other side of the dining area, next to Playplace Land, about 1:33 P.M., before, packing up my shit, and I noticed, him earlier, but didn't pay attention, he had a blue, Seahawks, baseball hat on . . . Rachel, used to live in Belleview, Washington, Seahawk territory, and probably a symbol of whom he supports, or CIA symbols, of who to support, their CIA asset and criminal Rachel, pretending also to be me!  But, this guy had no food, and was just watching me, there was also a chick that came through the door, who has been there on several occasions, involved in other sting ops!  Brown hair, slight built, non-descript, thin, carrying small computer thing, and papers, glasses, and wearing a light blue sweater, white blouse, and gray pants, I think?  Earlier, there had been a Bugmaster Pest Control truck in the parking lot, indicating to me, and from my symbols, that I have used, with bug not only symbolizing, surveillance, but also, Bruce Bugsby, a biology professor at Utah State University, allegedly Kay's boyfriend, who has a house in Logan, where, Kay and Brett, allegedly first met, and me and Kay, reconnected, but only after Brett had asked me, a week or two earlier, if there was a woman, I thought, was in my class of women . . . meaning, attorney, looks, life . . . and I had mentioned Kay, but included the thought and statement, that, I had never been jealous of her, nor any women, but, at least, I considered her, close.  Brett probably set up the dinner, staged the engagement, so he could meet Kay, who was immediately jealous and let both me and Brett know!  What a HAG!  Oh, well, like is attracted to like!  I was out, fast and early!  So, I am sure, to the CIA agents, that was a sign, they were on home turf and Kay was the gal, not me, and to take me down!  

I simply, packed up my shit, and was gone . . . however, as a hundred times before, this dude, immediately started making phone calls!  So, I booked it over to where the bus is to pick me up, and strangely or not so strange, given history, the bus, came fucking 15 minutes early . . . and speeding around the corner!  I thought, this was intended to try to meet the bus schedule, but leave me, or stop me from escaping the feds hands! but it failed, the driver was not someone I recognized, but had seen before in sting ops, and he seemed quiet and pissed, and rather than parking the number 14 bus, that turns into number 5 bus, that goes up Rattlesnake Canyon, a route that I have taken and know well, it simply, went through the bus terminal, not stopping, and came back around, to, I believe, notify, the two CIA agents, standing together at the bus, they would know I was going on, going to the college, but, as I approached these two men I had not seen before . . . I know bus types, and these were not them! but, I said, this looks official, and they said, well, we have to inspect the buses, but then, one got on the bus to drive, after, a cop on bike, went over to the other guy, both of these guys, were wearing, probably fake, ID, tags, hanging around their necks, and were not wearing, that I could see, the traditional bus driver shirts, of royal blue!  I joked with the feds, that, I hoped their official check, didn't included a strip search . . . that should have been a clue, but, obviously, it was not, or it was, but, the driver, took off! before the bus driver, who knew he picked me up, could come back around, get out of the bus, and do something!

Desciption of the feds, involved: (1) one of the two, making the alleged inspection--standing like guards at the bus door, the driver, was about 40ish, short brown hair, medium to stocky built, a bit of a gut, sunglasses, light jacket, and dark pants, with a name tag, that NO, bus drivers wear.  (2) the other guy, blocking the bus door, was a bit more easy to identify, because he had a 70's looking, mustache, handle bar, almost, gray haired, again, kind of a 70's, never change since high school look, name tag, he also had sunglasses on, with I think a slick shiny, silver or gray jacket, and Levi's or dark pants, and he was talking to the (3) bike cop, who was trolling the bus terminal, which rarely happens, even with the cop shop, right next door, so, really not much call for it, and the bike cops, don't patrol this area, normally, they are down along the Clark Fork River area, daily, so, this was out of the ordinary and the guy, seemed a bit, more aggressive than most bike cops, hopped up a bit, and seemed confused and probably didn't see me, jet from one bus to the other, trying to catch the bus, to get over to the college to ditch the trails!  So, all the way around, a fucked up scene! but not out of the ordinary of every ordinary day for me, for the last fucking 4 years!  Most likely, Mo Mob, CIA shit, and Mo insider bike cop! Shelley's mo mafia!

I am looking at my notes, and they say, what do men do? protect women . . . assets, boobs, criminals, from being detected, trying to get me, before I take down the bitches, and pop the Mo bubble, of superiority and world take over!  LOL!  I firmly believe, that James "Angel" Kennedy, is with Rachel, and they are trying to pull off, what Shelley and Frank did, pretend to be Me and Kennedy, my latest sort of fling, and probably imitating a Kennedy, like Rachel is imitating me, and Shelley, was, and Frank, is trying to pass of as, Allan Rex Bess, my former client, with Frank, making a sham marriage, so, no claim to fame or fucking anything of mine or Allan's nor his families, and particularly NOT MY CHILDREN!  Elliot, to be exact, the guitarist and vocalist for THE DITCH AND THE DELTA, making money around the globe as we speak, and not necessarily connected to MY SON! false flags, false bands, false parents, false kids! cop's shit!  

I Am Sick of Writing Today, But Some True Crime Episodes that are Telling of Names and Crimes, Symbolically, Of Course!

I am pretty sure, that all these episodes were The New Detective Show . . . maybe 2014?

• Misguided Loyalty . . . main character, Christine Lloyd (Shelley).  Christine is the name of my cousin, that Shelley was closest to, or used to be, a Christine Ward, maiden name.  When I was with Brett, he would always show me videos, maybe not for my eyes, even, but for cops, tuned into our TV? but, he showed me this story, true, I believe, called Ned Lloyd, and it may have given Brett ideas, on how to include everyone in the take, so none would ever reveal the source of the money. But in this tale from Norway, and older gentleman, either dies, or is murdered, who wins a lottery, for about $7,000 back in the day, when that was a sizable amount of money.  This was 10 years ago, so, I will try, but, give you the overall, ideas, but, two of his friends, find him, dead, on the toilet, possibly dying of shock, at winning this amount.  They look at each other, and decide that they will keep the money, not tell of the death, and keep the whole thing a secret, with every towns person, in on the take, to buy their silence!  Authorities come around to check on the man, when his children or relatives don't hear from him, but the check for the lottery has been cashed.  And if I remember, they get away with it . . . my check for Brock, or Cheek cases, as well as for Tom Vail's cases?  Anyway, that name Lloyd came to my attention, especially, with the first name; however, the woman in the crime story, had bleached blonde hair, maybe indicating the use of hair dye, or a wig, as I have seen Shelley test before, all these crimes started, or before, ones involving me personally started!  But, this woman, is a financial adviser, and one of her best friends turns up murdered, and everywhere the cops, look, Christine is showing up.  As, friends and family get concerned, people start calling her, and it is always, Christine, who answers their inquiries! and returns their phone messages . . . remember, my stolen data, on my cell phone, three actually, phones, with that same number, one left with the Grand Junction, Colorado cops, one traded, due to fucked up shit on it last time I went to add minutes, and the replacement, all with the same number, 406.309.0011 . . . 75% of the time, I have the batter out of the phone, plenty of time for Shelley to double dip and use my data or for fear of real time photos, block my blog pictures!  Once, I got encrypted phone messages, from or going between me and Annie Burbank, who tried to steal the phone, last time I was in Kalispell!  But, the cops in this episode, state: Study a victim's finances, and you will find a MOTIVE!  Earlier, Christine had murdered her mother, and stolen about $100,000 from her, and later, from her friend, Virginia, who she was allegedly taking care of her finances, and she was, she was using annuities or civil pension, from Virginia to pay her monthly mortgage, or cashing the check, suppose to go for Virginia's mortgage, and when the house was going into foreclosure, Christine was questioned by Virginia and murdered, with Christine continuing to cash the checks!  One of the Detectives on the case or just a name, that is telling is Paul Herman or "Her Man" . . . U.S. assistant attorney general, in St. George, whom I beat in a case, Travis Braun, would easy have turned, and lied for Shelley, good looking Texan, also hooked in through, Seth Foot, FBI, right down the hall, in the Blue Bunny building in St. George . . . telling name to the building too!  LOL!  Men protecting the boobs, Rachel the Blue Playboy Bunny?  LOL!  Paul looked bad and I went over his head, on Travis's case, and got it dismissed!  There was also, forgery involved and handwriting analysis!  Shelley's handwriting, is much more, calm or less flamboyant than mine, I have huge, first cursive "J" and double, "S. S" overlapping for middle initial, S, standing for Southwick and the other, S for Secrist, often merging those together.  I have been told, that, my signature is a power stroke . . . Shelley is Modest Mouse, and much less flashy, but, does look a bit like mine . . . and I am sure, she probably, being that close, forged the Brock and Cheek cases, if not Tom Vail's cases and checks!
• the cop and the attorney,interestingly enough and symbolic, were, Detective Al Bierce and Attorney, Thomas Roger . . . both names, I have associated with her side!  But, they both, persistent, in convicting Christine, said, it was a frenzy of greed, with the intent to take over her friend's assets, by ANY means possible!  DITTO! with Shelley!  $$$$$$$$$$$
• Cattle Rustling case . . . husband and wife team . . . Ray and Faye Copeland!  Brett, used to sell, Ray Ban, Sunglasses on the U of U campus and make good money . . . might want to check, missing women back then too, in the Salt Lake area, but that is one of the names, that I have used to symbolize, Brett, because of his job, selling glasses!  So, Ray Copeland, is very significant, especially in light of the thought, that he is a serial killer, also with a same farm and me, stating that there might be bodies buried, either on his property, under the berm, or up at the pipeline, up the hill, but with this true crime , episode, it mentioned, that a neighbor, once had Ray, doing some odd jobs, at his ranch and, rancher David Albright, thought he saw bones, at his home, after Ray had worked there, but dismissed them as animal bones, but with the news of the recent allegation of the possible murders, floating around, with Ray and Faye, boarding and killing homeless men or drifters, he called the cops and told them of the bones he found. Cops, thought that made sense, that Ray would be too smart to bury the bodies on his property, so he would bring them over to his neighbors, where excavators found, 3 bodies, and 2 other men's remains, at another man's, with calls coming in from all over the valley, having seen strange sightings, with Ray, making people suspicious, and later turning up another two bodies!  One of the times, that Brett, in my mind, might, have been thinking about killing me, was on July 24th, like 2005, after meeting Kay, and also, Shelley, but on the 4th of July, he said he was the Iceman, a serial killer, and we were sitting, near the side of the road, out in Mt. Sterling, and I just laughed it off.  But, this second time, 2 weeks later, Brett, took me, over into his neighbor's property, up on the hill, above the horse, and above surveillance cameras, and while I was walking down the hill behind him, carrying my sleeping bag, to sit on . . . body bag?, 4 horses, that I fed often, came and surrounded me, blocking me with their heads, so I could not get out, without, crawling between their legs.  I thought this strange, Brett was ahead of me, down the trail, and had to literally, come back up and force the horses, heads, apart to get me out!  I have heard that animals, can sense, evil or danger, and I always, thought, that something was up that night! maybe, that put him on alert, or maybe he feared the horses, or that they would attack him, with not fences?  And the last name, Copeland . . . or Cop Land!  I have also, mentioned that, every time, either I had something happen with cops, minor, shit, due to vanity, and being ashamed of our house, so used a neighbor's house to get dropped off at, but the guy took me to the back door, up a driveway, and watched to see me get in the house!  Neighbor didn't know me, but say me at the back door . . . I was always, shocked, that right as the cops, four squad cars, raced to stop me, as I walked down the road to our house or shack, Brett showed up, from the alleged factory, and put his arms around me, and kind of winked at the cops, who, did their jobs, but, just gave me a warning, and Brett seemed to be either known, or I thought, a fed, and every time we got pulled over to get a ticket, the cops, only gave a warning!  So, he had an in or was one of them . . . I know, having worked with the FBI, they generally have many agents, like in St. George, 21 new FBI to handle mortgage fraud, but there is only one agent, Seth Foot, who citizens, actually get to meet, so the identities of the others is kept a secret! but cops, usually know, who they are and where they work!  But, another interesting connection, is Ray Copeland's wife's name, and how close it is to Kay, Faye Copeland, his accomplice in crime, and actually the one who would keep the books, as Kay would, in the criminal enterprises with Brett and Shelley, being the attorney, above suspicion, right?  Before I met, Brett, Shelley had a business name she would write checks on, named, Sterling Financial, and when I met Brett, I wondered, given the apparent familiarity, that seemed to be, between the two, when I introduced them, after we got married, but, I always wondered where Shelley would come up with that name for her company, and found it strange that we lived in Mt. Sterling?  Connecting dots! premeditated murder? Blake Donner, Parallax lead singer, before, God's Revolver, PARTNERS IN CRIME . . . and easy, to start, integrating Shelley, weaving her in with Brett, as me!  As soon as I dumped Brett,  he was on SHELLEY'S ASS! for old time sake?  But, Brett while smart, may have had a Harvard Law Degree for all I knew, but, he also, seemed to have some insecurity, and would have let, Shelley and Kay, run the book and computer part of the crimes, banking, credit cards, and he may also have had a past history of crime.  In this crime story, with the Copeland's, Ray had previous bad checks he had tried to cash, just the plot, now, he used the drifters to do . . . so, old connections?  I was interesting, once the cops figured out, Ray, they wondered if Faye was involved in the crimes.  As a former drifter, who almost got killed by Ray, found out, at the farm, was that, he was not the first victim of this scam, using men from the Mission, he said he found clothes of the other men, because it was the habit of the Mission to have men, put their names in the clothing, and when the cops searched the house, there were the names in the closet on clothes, and also, darling little wife Faye, E is for Elliot, claiming Kay is the mother?, but Faye was cutting up the shirts to make a quilt with, and some of the dead man's names were still on the pieces of shirts, Faye was using for the quilt!  This drifter that told these wild tales to the cops, also said he found a skull on Ray's property, maybe. leading Ray to bury them on his neighbor's property.  Brett and I were always hiking the hills, around the Mt. Sterling farm, belonging to the Stewarts/Stuarts, the spelling Brett used with me, but relatives, in Wellsville used the other spelling! so there were many places, including, the rock quarry up on the hill, now occupied by new owners . . . we always spent time in the rock quarry, always, until the home was built!  might check there for bodies, and there was a Mormon Church camp, only used in the summer, up the canyon above, where the rock quarry and church farm house was, opposite us, going left on the "Y" and us, going right!  But, the detectives in the Copeland case, found, a list in a shirt or pants of a victim, I think, or of the couple, with the 5 men, who had worked on the farm, with an "X" next to the names of the ones who, Ray had killed!  The cops used, handwriting analysis, to determine if Faye, only wrote the names, and illiterate, Ray, wrote the "X's", but it was determined from the patterns of Faye's writing that, Faye, did in fact, write both, indicating, that she was very much involved and kept the books!  Kay, would have handled the distribution and Shelley, redirecting my blog, to willing players, who would lie for them, to say, I was Shelley and let her continue to claim to be JOANN! altering the spelling, claiming there were possibly too, JoAnns, with her dropping the middle initial, and using Joann or Joanne, with many spellings.

The More Partners In Crime, The More Leaks, The More Evidence, And the More Chances to Catch the Killers!

I WILL KEEP WRITING ALL THE EVIDENCE I FIND, THANKS TO THE NAMES AND FACTS OF OTHER TRUE CRIME STORIES, SO HELPFUL!

Names Changed, Generally, God, Changes Them to Ones that Fit MY CASE!  Gotta Love It!

P.S., the bus driver, CIA, agent, didn't go down, Pattee, like normal, but went down Higgins Avenue, and called in to someone, or to the transit center, and asked them, whomever, he was talking to, asked them what, was going on, on Ryman Street, and this would have been, roughly, 2:00 to 2:10 P.M., because, it seemed that we turned left at the bottom of the street we went down, and came straight onto the large, "P" for parking, on the hotel, on the corner of Pattee and Front street, where had we gone down, Pattee, we would have, not come at a frontal look, it would have been a side look.  I have not been on the bus, for awhile going over there, but, I am not sure, if the called in, to act, like, he wasn't sure, where he was going, as if, thinking, that the second street, just on telling him where to go, not thinking he would count, Ryman, the street immediately to the right, out of the terminal--buses come up Ryman, but never go down, Ryman!  But, I am pretty sure, I noted, that he should have gone, over two streets, then turn down the third street, which is Pattee, going past the Federal Building and Post Office, but maybe, he was avoiding the federal building, thinking I might connect, him to his job, FBI maybe?  Anyway, that is my call, and recollection of the route we took, but I have not been on that route for about a month!  So?  In addition to that, I am watching, The New Detective, "Natural Witness" and in the first case, the killer's name was, Michael Nottingham . . . making me think of the Sheriff of Nottingham, something from Robin Hood, a tale, that Brett, believed in, and the next crime story, has, a perp, called, Sherwood Knight! going right along with the Robin Hood theme . . . I know they change the names, in some of these, or all, so, it seems, very interesting, that in both of these episodes, names connected with the tales of Robin Hood, stealing from the rich and giving to the poor! but in this case, only those who help with the lies, or cops, and if Brett is a sheriff, he would know cop salaries, and be less likely to take charge, leaving that to Kay, the attorney, and would, figure, he was robbing, the bitch that killed, asset forfeiture, and going after my son, or sons, music, as being considered, in my bloodline, therefore guilty too, or just part of the target, to hurt me, thinking they were totally entitled, as cops, or cops kids to take the booty, and share with other cops!  I still think, Elliot was framed, that case, in Salt Lake City, a brutal murder, right after Elliot moved to Salt Lake, or blocks from where, I think the murder was . . . on 7th East, and about 2nd South, it seems, with Elliot, on about 8th East, and 5th or 6th South, as I recall?  But, Isaac, had been living in Salt Lake City, would have been, most likely at any party Elliot was at, with Isaac being far more, girl savvy than Elliot, and Elliot, always, is a bit reticent, his girlfriend, now, he told me, he watched her and didn't dare ask her out for a date, for about 2 years!  I think, she somehow, hooked up with him, finally, on social media, responding, to something?  After breaking up with his old girlfriend, who picked up on him, June May's is on this same series, and so is the name, Rose, 68 year old Rose . . . Shelley just turned, 63! Isaac's birthday is June 11, I think, and Elliot's is May 3!  But, June May, would indicate the birthday of Isaac's, has been connected to Isaac, as in June, but May is Elliot's birthday . . .  this is totally, the type of burying these fucks to . . . and the crime happened, in BLUE ASH . . . Blue is my sign for Mormons, ASH, associated with Kay! More TELLING INTEL!  I had this screen open, while just listening to the episode, but, June Mayes, is an old lady who looks like my MOTHER, who would definitely, would lie for Isaac, to make it look like it would be Isaac, who was Elliot, using half truths to cover the truth!  Another character in this episode, is Elwood Jones . . . Elliot Burned, Jones, one of the signs and names I associate with my family, for some reason!  So, little above suspicion, Grandma, when I told her early on, that Shelley and Isaac, were stealing Elliot's music, and she said, not surprised, just said, Well, you have to prove it!  McDunna, is another name in this story, but I can't see it, but, McDonald's Done? at?  Larry Gray, old boyfriend, Larry Wall, something maybe?  I was just thinking, that the reference to Sherwood Knight, that would, to me, indicated, James Angel Kennedy, whom I had referred to as, Lancelot in the movie, First Knight, where I wrote in my blog, that Kennedy, reminded me of James, and that would be, coupled with the name, Sherwood, would indicate a connection with Brett and the robbers, and sure wood, meaning that he surely burned me! and I believe he did, since Rachel is the cops me, and her big ass boobs, would draw a shallow man, like Kennedy, and I believe he lied, to protect Rachel, not telling the truth, like a knight of the real queen, ME, would do, indicating that Rachel, was me, or the real queen, actually, being the FAKE, alleged PD queen, although, on their side!  At the end of the credits, there were two, names, together, almost, Jen one of the names, I have connected to me, just because of the "J" and I don't remember the last name, but I noticed the name following it on the credits, Tomi Bednar . . . or CIA (Tom Vail lunch with CIA) + i or James is CIA, and Bednar, or beddin' are!  Heart of Sea was on the TV, Half Moon Bay . . . with Kay a cop chicks!  LOL, whatever? They may for may not be married, or maybe in secret, leaving Rachel, allegedly still married to Kay Moosman, but that marriage was tanking, back two years ago, since I saw here, I think, Kennedy or whatever his name is, just looks like a Kennedy, but is a cop, and another symbolic name in the episode that is on . . . Chick Walls . . . for some reason, cops, became connected with WALL, maybe Larry Wall, sided with the cops . . . I left him too!  these rejected old lovers!!!!!!!  All have turned on me! WHY? All my X's and O's, wanna come but never go?

HOT CHOCOLATE TO WARM THE HEART & SOUL . . . WHATEVER MAKES YOU FEEL LIKE A ROCK STAR! OUR FINEST: MISSOULA'S GOOD COPS ON SHOW LAST NIGHT, APPREHENDING ONE OF AMERICA'S MOST WANTED CRIMINALS, FROM THE VANTAGE POINT, AND PEANUT GALLERY, FROM THE POV ACROSS THE STREET FROM THE ACTION--SWAT TEAMS, ROAD BLOCKS, TONS OF COPS, LIGHTS FLASHING, NEWS, A DEADLY SHOOT OUT, FROM WHAT INTEL I GOT, FROM POV FRIENDS AND OBSERVERS, WATCHING THE DRAMA UNFOLD, SINCE ABOUT 2:30 P.M., A POSSIBLE DRUG BUST?, STRAIGHT FROM YOUR NEWS SOURCE, REPORTING FROM THE POVERELLO CENTER--WHERE THE ENTERTAINMENT IS ALWAYS FREE--BAD COP--ALLEGED HERO COP, STAGED HIS OWN DEAD, TO AVOID, FACING THE FACT, THAT HE HAD STOLEN $300,000 FROM A LOCAL YOUTH PROGRAM, AND HE WAS BEING DISCOVERED--SO HE CALLED IN TO DISPATCH AND TOLD THEM 2 WHITES AND A BLACK, EITHER SHOT HIM OR HE WAS AFTER THEM--BUT WHEN ALL WAS SAID AND DONE, AFTER A HUGE ASS MAN HUNT, WITH NO SUSPECTS, OR EVIDENCE TO MATCH HIS TALE OF WOE, IT WAS DISCOVERED THAT HE STAGED, THE ALLEGED CHASE, IT TO COVER HIS SUICIDE, GOING OUT IN TRUE "HERO COP" STYLE, NOT AS THE DIRTY COP HE WAS, RATHER THAN THE CHEAT HE WAS! . . . BAD COP, NO DOUGHNUT! AS EASY AS SELLING DOUGHNUTS--LET'S RAISE SOME DOUGH--FUN(D) RAISING IN A BOX--MISSOULA WELCOMES KRISPY KREME DOUGHNUTS TO TOWN! I VISITED THE DOUGH SHOP LAST NIGHT, LOOKS LIKE SANTA'S WORKSHOP--WHILE YOU ARE IN LINE, YOU CAN WATCH THE ELVES MAKING THE DOUGHNUTS--GOOD EDUCATION--COLORS AND ALL! RED, GREEN AND WHITE, DELIGHT! YUMMY! LEARNING FOR LEARNING SAKE . . . MORNING CONVERSATION WITH BUDDY, SHOCKED WHEN I TOLD HIM, A 60'S BOY, ABOUT THE TWO LECTURES AT THE UNIVERSITY OF MONTANA, AND HE KIND OF THOUGHT HE MIGHT BE INTERESTED IN THE 8:00 P.M., LECTURE, BUT SAID HE DIDN'T THINK HE WOULD BE INTERESTED IN THE 3:10 P.M. LECTURE, ON AMERICANS WHO FOUGHT FOR PEACE, BETWEEN 1914 TO 1918 . . . PROFESSOR SECRIST, HAVING TAUGHT AT 3 UNIVERSITIES, PROCEEDED TO TELL HIM, THAT THERE IS NOT A LECTURE, THAT I HAVE ATTENDED, IN MY WHOLE LIFE, THAT, I HAVE NOT USED THE KNOWLEDGE EITHER IN MY LAW PRACTICE, OR IN WRITING MY 700 BLOGS, WITH ENOUGH KNOWLEDGE STORED UP, TO GET JUST A FEW IDEAS EACH DAY, THAN THEN, WITHOUT NOTES, ON MOST SUBJECTS, CRANK OUT ABOUT 3 TO 4 HOURS OF TYPING, BRINGING TOGETHER LIKE MAGIC, LAW, NEWS, CRIMES STORIES, AND PSYCHOLOGICAL THEORIES! WHATEVER COMES OUT, HAD TO GO IN AT SOME POINT! I WAS GOING TO STOP BLOGGING AFTER 150 BLOGS, ABOUT A YEAR AND A HALF AGO, AND I KEPT FINDING, THESE STACKS OF BLANK WHITE PAPER EVERYWHERE FROM MY DRAWER, TO THE DESK I WAS USING AT THE LAW SCHOOL, LIKE A HEAVENLY SIGN, THAT, THE BIG GUY UPSTAIRS, HAD TONS MORE WRITING HE WANTED ME TO WRITE, AND, MANY TIMES, I FEEL TOTALLY INSPIRED, IN WHAT COMES TOGETHER, FROM THE DEEP CREVICES OF MY MIND, THIS BEAUTIFUL MIND, THAT I HAVE CULTIVATED THE SOIL, WEEDED, PLANTED, HOPEFULLY GOOD MENTAL FOOD, THAT, AT THE RIGHT TIME, ALL COMES TOGETHER, TO MAKE A DIFFERENCE IN THIS WONDERFUL WORLD OF OURS! OFTEN I HAVE THOUGHT, THAT, HAD I GOTTEN THE MONEY FROM MY CASES, BOUGHT A SMALL RANCH AND RETIRED, BREEDING BULLS, AND EITHER, PUTTING THEM IN RODEOS, OR SELLING THEM AT CATTLE AUCTIONS, I WOULD NEVER HAVE HAD THE DRIVE, THE PASSION, THE DETERMINATION, TO SEEK ANOTHER AVENUE TO MAKE A DIFFERENCE, HAD MY EMAIL ACCOUNTS, NOT BE HIJACKED BY THE NSA, I NEVER WOULD HAVE STARTED THIS BLOG . . . SO, WHEN ALL IS SAID AND DONE--I AM GRATEFUL--AND IN TRUE GOD FASHION, HE GIVES US WHAT THE DESIRES OF OUR HEARTS ARE, BUT IN THE WAY HE SEEMS BEST, AND FOR THAT, I AM GRATEFUL! LIFE IS GOOD, AND I LOVE IT! GOD IS GOOD, BEER IS GOOD, AND PEOPLE ARE CRAZY, BUT INTERESTING AS HELL! LOVE IT!

Protecting the Health, Safety and Welfare of the Community . . . Especially, Grateful, Seeing My ASS Is Parked Across the Street From the Motel, Shoot Out--At The Poverello!

I saw this statement on a cup, looked like it was a personal message to a guy, named, PETE, with these words and the definition of the word, STRONG, that I think applies here:

Meaning of the Word Strong

You're a knight in armor, you're truly gallant--It's your fearless courage that makes you valiant.  You defend your beliefs without any delay, and never yield to others 'til you get your way.  Because your so confident, noble and strong, POWER will be with you throughout your life long.

Good Cops Don't Need to Stage a Flash-Bang, High Drama Show--There is Enough, High Drama Crime, to Make All Good Cops Heroes!

My little tough chick friend Annie, was talking to her mother, who, I believe she said, saw the drama at the Citi Lodge Motel, here in Missoula, with the shoot out, happening across from the Poverello--where her daughter is staying, was, now . . . seeing it from Ohio, or she told her about the events of the day, but mom, suggested she get her ass, probably not the words mom used, but, back to the farm, where it was safer. You know, I have been on a true crime watch blitz, lately to get to the bottom of what happened to me, learning a ton of tips, about personality types, like sociopaths and psychopaths, who just don't fucking think like you and I do, but, I am always, taken, by the small town cops, used to an Andy of Mayberry, quiet, peaceful, town, in the middle of nowhere, with little crime and certainly not, a homicide.  And when a crime at the level of a homicide happens, not only does it rock the citizens, living in the town, but the cops themselves, having to rise to the occasion, and they do!  Some cops, without training, background, prior experience, understanding of the latest and greatest in technology, and just through, gut instincts, hard core police work, pounding the pavements, going over reports one more time, re-interview, that witness just one more time, or, being, inspired, through some strange, piece of evidence, and then through, dogged determination, solve a crime, murder, or other crimes, like human body trafficking, or busting up a kiddie porn ring!  That is strong, that is staying power!  And it happens on the streets across the of America and across the globe, on a daily basis, every day, thank GOD!  KISSES AND HUGS, for keeping us safe!

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I am however, going to make an observation, and comment, that, those detectives, that are called in, generally with more experience, training, and knowledge, due to longevity on the job, are just as fat as I am, goes with the territory, the beat cops are out, getting in and out of doughnut shops--just kidding--out of their squad cars, running after criminals, giving tickets, and taking 911 and emergency calls, but, the detectives, they sit on their asses, some as long as me, for 20 years, bringing a crime, all together for the department, so, you, shallow cops, when you see, a seasoned attorney, like myself, cut me and your detectives some slack, because we don't have physical jobs, we have desk jobs, mentally challenging jobs, and long hours of sitting on our asses, sometimes, for days--I sat at my computer, for fucking 72 hours straight, writing my briefs for the Brock securities case, only getting up, long enough to get a Diet Coke and stretch my legs!, but, the mental can be as strenuous as the physical work you do we are just exercising, different muscles and parts of our bodies!  LOL!  

I just had to put that in . . . anyway, thank you, MPD, for all the good cop work you did last night, it appeared to take hours to process the crime scene . . . I got to the Pov about 6:30 P.M. and it took, until about 9:30 P.M. to finish the work, on a night, I believe, some cops, off the clock or should have been by late night, would rather be, home near a fire, with their wives and children!  So, thanks, for the unsung sacrifices, time, and effort!  That is at least, 7 to 8 hours, out in the cold, and it started to snow, late afternoon, while I was at the doughnut shop!

Cop Shop Temptation . . . Access, Power, Greed

This is the cop, that was like the one above, who staged a dramatic ending to his own, cowardly life, of lies, deceit and deception, always, always, always, at the hands of the cops, tempting them, go cross over to the Darth Vadar side of the law . . . just the flip sides of the coin, from the criminal, but, given all the credibility, respect, of wearing a badge, carrying a gun, suggesting, trust, confidence, and faith, that, with all that society, has given you, by way of respect, you will do the right thing, no matter, how hard, and tempting, the access, the lust for power, and the opportunities, to satisfy, that old, American sickness of, American greed.  Many of us, have seen movies, where dirty cops, take money under the table, or take drugs themselves for personal use, or to sell, out of evidence rooms, or can gain, access to court documents, and use them, to cover a murder, like a true crime episode, I saw, last week, where the cop got another person's divorce documents, and copied them, just changing the names, to his and his wife's names, and forging the signature of the judge, then collecting on his wife's insurance policy, to support his second, illegal wife, and in furtherance of the crime, also, poisoned his mother-in-law, who was living with, the cop and his wife of 27 years!  And, it was, cop shop talk, with a passing, statement, made by this dirty cop, that led another cop, to take his suspicions to other cops, who were getting more and more suspicious of certain, activities of this cops, his frequent trips, to the neighboring town, having been married to this second wife, bigamy, illegal, and he had been married to her for two years!

There are few professions, that give a person, more access than cops . . . so there has to be constant, ethics, training, professional responsibility, and good examples, of just good old, hard core, cops, just doing their jobs, every day, the daily grind, but doing it with style and grace, which is like magic, in and of itself, developing theories over time, that guide and direct, cops, nationwide, on jobs well done, if it is done right! Most jobs are like that, and, it is plugging away, following policy, department rules, sometimes back breaking and boring, but, hard work, always, pays off, and when it does, is when the flash-bang, the guts and glory, all collide, to make true cop heroes and legends!  That is at the hands and fingertips, of every cops out there, you don't have to create it, if you do your job, right, I promise, the great cases, the legend making cases, the hero cases, will gravitate in your direction, and it is almost a universal, draw . . . and you will be called to rise to the occasion, reaching into the very bottom of your soul, digging into the store of resilience, strength, inner power, that it takes, to solve some of these crimes, that are complicated, twisted, done by psychopaths, that, are intelligent, and simply don't think, like normal people, they feed on what they see as lower, animals on a food chain, rather than people with feelings, hurts, hearts, and families, who will mourn for them!  

I see, hard core, crusty old cops, on these shows, break down and cry, dedicate, time, effort and sometimes risking their own, family relationships, health, and their very lives, to stop crimes . . . and that is dedication and pure, PERFECTION!  And as heart breaking, as telling a family about a dead child, there is something healing, in closing a case, writing the last chapter, and helping families, know someone is there for them, someone cares about their missing child, or loved one, and then, the family can move on, as hard as that is--without closure, sometimes that can't happen . . .  I see, having never, thought as much about it before, watching these shows, about the collateral damage, crimes create in the lives of immediate and extended family members, friends, co-workers, lovers!  The changed lives, even possible suicides of people who can't deal with the loss, or can't move on, when a loved one, so significant to their well being, to their very existence, like a mother or father, going missing or dead, and just how, extremely devastating that loss can be.  And the collateral damage, can effect generations . . . with, people so shocked, injured, really, almost destroyed by the thought, of what happened to someone they loved, someone, they think they should have, could have, protected, never dreaming that 5 seconds, being out of their sight, meant a kidnapped or dead child.  

Some people will never recover, and when they go down, they take families, children, businesses, they take generations with them, protecting the health, safety and welfare, of a community, is critical to the health, mental health of the whole collective, town, state or national welfare and health of all of us . . . collective conscience, we all can be psychically raped, leaving all of us, feeling hurt, violated, and damaged, with an horrendous crime, like a serial killer, bleeding out, the happiness and goodness, safety, of us all, taking away our innocence!

Cops Have a Critical, Tough Job, and When it is Done Well, WE ALL BENEFIT, COLLECTIVELY!

THANK YOU!

STAYING POWER! MAKE ROMANCE MORE FUN! (ADAM & EVE, ORANGE STREET SIGN--LOVE IT!) NUK3TOWN--CALL TO DUTY--NO, SELF PROCLAIMED PROPHETS, OF PUTRID CORRUPTION, RIVERS OF FILTH, BATHED IN ORGIES, OF THE CONVOLUTED VOMIT OF MIXING CHURCH & STATE! AFTER THE ORDER OF JIM JONES, GUIANA, DAVID KORESH, BRANCH DAVIDIANS--WACO, TEXAS, THE MOONIES, HALBOB COMET NUTS, AND NOW BRETT'S MORMON BRATZ--MAGIC SHOWS, BALLYWOOD, DISGUISED AS HOLLYWOOD, FLASH-BANGS, FADS, TRENDS OF TRENT AIR FORCE BASE CANADA, DARK HEARTS ON STAGES, OF LASER SHOWS AND FAKE BANDS, SHOW GIRLS OF THE NIP & TUCK BRAND, REPLACING SOLID ATTORNEY, LEGAL BASED, CONSTITUTION BOUND VALIDITY, THE WORK HORSES, TO BE WHIPPED, HARNESSED, CHAINED, AND ENSLAVED--USING HONEST, WELL PLANNED LIVES, WITH NOTHING GIVEN, ALWAYS, EARNED, TO BE STOLEN BY CHEAP LIP TRICKS, GLOSS, GLAMOUR SHOTS, AND SHADY LIVES, HIDDEN BEHIND THE LEGITIMATE CAREER, NAME AND REPUTATION, STEALING "EZ CASH" AND "EASY VIRTUE!" NOT THE AMERICAN WE WANT, NOT THE WORLD WE WANT! NEW WORLD ORDERS, WITH ANCIENT GRAINS, LOSERS, CLAIMING CHARISMATIC LEADERSHIP, WHEN THEIR OWN LIVES AND FAMILIES ARE IN SHAMBLES--NO STAYING POWER! SOME LOCAL STAYING POWER: (1) UNIVERSITY OF MONTANA, PRESIDENTIAL LECTURE SERIES (FREE--JOY OF LEARNING) "WHAT IS THE LEGACY OF THE 1960'S? MICHAEL KAZIN, PROFESSOR OF HISTORY, GEORGETOWN UNIVERSITY, 8:00 PM, FRIDAY 06, 2015, UC BALLROOM; "A WAR AGAINST WAR: THE AMERICANS WHO FOUGHT FOR PEACE: 1914-1918" 3:10 PM FRIDAY, NOVEMBER 06, 2015, GALLAGHER BUSINESS BUILDING, ROOM 123; AND (2) TAMARACK BREW, TUESDAY, NOVEMBER 24, 2015, FUND RAISER FOR MY DIGS, POVERELLO CENTER FOR THE HOMELESS, CAN'T REMEMBER THE DRINK TO DOLLAR DONATIONS, BUT HAVE A GOOD TIME AND DONATE TO A WORTHY CAUSE--MANY VETS, ABUSED, OR DISPLACED WOMEN, WHEEL CHAIR BOUND, PEOPLE GOING THROUGH A ROUGH PATCH--CENTER OF LOVE AND ACCEPTANCE, FOR EVERY FIGHT, 2,000 LOVES, HUGS, ENCOURAGING WORDS . . . HELL, I'M THERE, VERY GRATEFUL TO A GREAT COMMUNITY, FOR ALL THE DONATIONS, GOT A COOL NEW NECK SCARF, LITTLE CEASAR'S PIZZA, BROUGHT ENOUGH FREE PIZZA TO FEED, ROUGHLY 168 PEOPLE IS AVERAGE--AMERICANS WASTE OR THROW AWAY 70 MILLION POUNDS OF FOOD, CAN'T REMEMBER IF THAT WAS A DAY, WEEK OR MONTH--WOULDN'T YOUR RATHER HAVE IT GO TO PEOPLE, THAN THE DUMP OR ANIMALS? HELL, YEAH! THANK YOU FOR THE GREAT FACILITY, I CALL IT, HOTEL CALIFORNIA, AFTER THE OLD EAGLES, ROCK SONG, WHERE YOU CAN GET IN, BUT NEVER LEAVE . . . BECAUSE IT IS WELL RUN, CLEAN, USING RULES THAT HAVE WORKED FOR OVER 40 YEARS, NICE STAFF, I HAVE NEVER SEEN, HANDLE ANYTHING BUT IN A PROFESSIONAL, POLICY ORIENTED WAY, PROVIDING FOOD, SAFETY, AND HOPE! THANKS!

My 700th Blog!  Now That is Staying Power!  Thanks for Reading It!  KISS!  HUG!

The other day, after I had written a rather scathing blog, mentioning by description, of several undercover cops, from Utah, most likely, hanging out at the Pov to participate in a sting op, one of several set ups or watch my comings and goings, reporting to their masters, they are under lock and key loyalty to, due to taking bribes and being on the payroll of the self-proclaimed prophets, for a new America, under British rule, I would say that is taking us back a few centuries, not progressive thought for sure!  But, that night, when I got back, and sat down, on a table, near where I can get Internet, through the windows, sucking off another neighbor, sorry not the good neighborhood policy, but beggars don't get Internet!  LOL!  No, they just don't want everyone, hanging around all day, writing blogs!  LOL!

But, people are creatures of habit, as I am, so these cops, placed, or I believe, they placed this book written by Sarah Palin, who looks so much, like a brown haired version of my sister, Rachel, with glasses, that it is as scary a thought, as her trying to be me, as an attorney! scream, and evidenced by the fact, that my mother threw me out of her house, three times, back in the 2008 election cycle, for, merely commenting on positions she had all her life, especially as a health teacher, that of being an advocate for sex education, in the schools, because, many parents are uncomfortable, and don't know what the fuck--my word--they are doing, themselves, making kids and parents uncomfortable, telling every one of her 6 daughters, at maturation, starting their periods, that she would slip birth control pills in our morning orange juice each morning and we would not have to worry about it, nor worry about an unwanted pregnancy . . . I figured abstaining from sex, was better than telling my mother I was having it! lol, but this same, very liberal smart mother, when it came to Sarah Palin, and her voting record on such subjects, also trashing state funding for HOPE, a community organization that helped girls and women keep their babies, rather than aborting them, and what was the result of her nonsensical voting, her own, 17 year old daughter, Bristol got pregnant!

I thought my mother would, be totally in support of such comments, and was I ever wrong . . . this historically, non-political mother, threw me out of the house, if I made one rational, normal, and intelligent comment or observation, with Rachel, almost non-existent, during that year, leaving me wondering, especially, knowing what I know now, if Rachel, was Sarah Palin, incognito, and the Palin family, was a CIA created, fake, much like the match making, switch-o-change-o families, of none related, or mixed relations, dog piled I have seen, to steal my sons music, so the true heritage was undetectable, and Rachel/Sarah, same shrill voices, same mantra, and Rachel giving up on politics, after allegedly, one rally in Las Vegas, campaigning for Sarah, or attending a rally.

This is conspiracy central, but I think, my sister, whom is being promoted, now as me, the constitutional law attorney, natural, next try, is, truly, Sarah Palin! No shit, and the dip shits, undercover, Utah cops, in retaliation of a similar blog, such as this, that I slammed the huge ass, fake boobs, of Rachel, left a copy of, allegedly, Sarah Palin's blather, called, America by Heart . . . like Rachel or Sarah took America by the heart, and you, are just a fluke, a freak of nature, a passing trend . . . no, that would be Sarah Palin, Rachel, me and Hillary, the work horses, have fucking staying power!  We are the REAL thing!  Not a fucking shit show! cock ticklers, and fake bitches!  We are tried, true, tested, for staying power and the legal, political pedigrees to prove it!  AND guess what, neither of us, had to lie, steal, borrow, fake, pretend, use someone else's, name, resume, employment record, history, education, nor have MEN, write our political speeches for us . . . I too, used to speak to about 1,000 people a week as an assistant attorney general, the REAL one!

Political Faces, Fads, Fakes, Frauds!

I think have seen, alleged political rising stars, rise and fall, before the election cycle and primaries, even started . . . first, Scott Walker, Wisconsin's wonder boy, who took down the teacher's union, with the top bank from PAC moneys, quit, before he even started.  Then, we saw, Rick Perry, tank, from Texas, pretty face, nice hair, dumb as hell, going to cut three federal programs or agencies, and he could only think of ONE!  Then, old blow hard, Trump, with about as much substance as Sarah or Rachel, and the same people behind him . . . give'em Hollywood!  Yeah, Brett's bitches and bastard, Mo fucks, had everything for county fairs, to fund raisers for the Salvation Army, in Kalispell, MT., with a Hollywood theme?  Are you fucking serious, one event is to celebrate and encourage participation in an agrarian or farm/ranch lifestyle a connection to our roots, ancestors, heritage, settlers and pioneers!  What in the hell does Hollywood have to do with this? where does it fit in? by what stretch of the imagination, can it be tied to?  

Salvation Army is a Church, with an army of volunteers, that care for the needy, collect donations, dressed in a Santa hat, ringing bells at Walmart, to help, provide food, showers, clothing, sleeping bags, tents, etc., for the homeless, and help direct people to other helping agencies . . . HOLLYWOOD? maybe to donate, but, as a theme?  Nah , , , Sarah, Rachel, Donald?  NA . . . homegrown, cyber terrorists in Utah, just tried to erase this paragraph, because, they know it is true, and at least, Utah boys, cops, Rachel took by heart . . . we have POV love, but their's is pure, CUPPIE LOVE! LOL!  Shallow, vain, not love, no staying power! not even real . . . anyway, I didn't bother to dignify, these assholes, stupid attempt to put someone's book in my face, who is probably my little sister . . . blah, and I just didn't comment.

Are You Talking About Sarah Palin?  Yeah, I'm Talking About Your Sacred Pig!  And I Let Him Have It!  Sorry, I Could Not Help Myself!

So, this guy, totally, Sarah Palin's type, red-neck, uneducated, back woods, stooge, joined in my conversation, with Annie, the pistol-mouthed, 5' tall, funnier, than hell, Ohio farm girl, who the day, I refused to take the fighting bait, actually, had to defend women, from these same, fat slugs, loud mouth, obnoxious, totally, so sexist, she said they were nasty, thinking they are seriously, sitting at the Poverello, all day, allegedly without jobs, and they are going to turn in their non-existing wives who dumped their asses, years ago, for this same shit, two 20's for the 40, Bible thumping, reading out loud, so any woman can hear, only the biblical verses, that tell women to be silent, never to speak in church, don't cut your hair, and obey your lame ass husbands, no matter, what fucked up trail they take you on, believing, that God will provide!  LOL!

I was sitting right around the corner from the two tables full, who woman bashed, with Annie, standing her ground, with all of them . . . believe, me, they are all Sarah Palin plants!  LOL!  So, Annie, gave them the what for, the old, verbal, hit them with the left punch, then a right hook to the chin, and laid them all flat! LOL!  I was laughing so bad, I was crying, but I was, loudly, unleashing verbal assault and hell on these dip shits, from just around the corner . . . Annie took care of about 3 of them, and I finished off the rest!  All the sudden, the first two tables in the dining room, filled with male blobs, that never left, cleared a space for the rest of us . . . Annie basking in all her female glory, brought the attention of the college press, or some other reporters, who wondered what was going on at the Pov, and wanted to do a story on the homeless--and what a story we can tell! cameras flashing and all! we just looked at each other and smiled.  Pov girlz club, wins, boyz club, runs for cover or the hills, back under the rocks they came out from under!  LOL!  

Annie laid back in her chair, arms extended, looking over the empty table, free and clear, of these vile male vermin, Sarah Palin fans, and said, now, this is MY table . . . well, fought, well earned!  LOL!  Now, that is staying power!  LOL!  One tough little cookie, pint sized, power packed, cool as hell!  LOL!  Fun at the Pov, but staff did wonder what we were up to, and at least while Annie was holding down the Pov. fort on her own, why she didn't come to staff, to stop the verbal gang rape, she rolled her eyes, as if to say, I can handle this death cab for cutie crew, MYSELF!  Never doubt this mini-mouse with a lion's roar, she has kicked around this part of the country, for 20 years, married to the mafia, taking down bikers, and standing her ground!  Her one request in life, is to have Bon Jovi, come visit . . . Journey, came once to make a donation, and he stopped by her, she knew who he was, long black trench coat, not incognito to this 70's chick, and she just said, I know who you are--he just smiled, dropped of $25K . . . she said there was another old rock star, here the other day, visiting his daughter.  

Apparently, the Pov is world famous, good food, rich and famous drop offs and drive by's, from Jeff Armet of Pearl Jam--helped design and fund two skate parks in Montana, to Paul McCartney to the Rolling Stones!  A ton of history . . . the Pov has staying power, started by 4 Catholic nuns, taking it over from the brothel the rail road bought it for, turning the old Pov house of ill repute, into a caring place, famed country wide for its, visitors and amazingly health food!  Forty years of service, a model for the nation, NOW THAT IS STAYING POWER!  Annie is a relic of history, staying power . . .

Mila from Tumen Russia

This is my Russian/American friend, who is sitting behind me at the Break Espresso Cafe', and just took a picture of me, so, in return, she sent me a picture of her to my email.  This woman, has a voice of an angel, she sings in some church around Missoula--she just told me, Church of the Nazarene, and, I think she told me, in broken English, or broken, ears of mine, too much rock music, since the 60's, that she is also a concert pianist, and her recordings used to be played on the radio in Denver.  She is going home, to get me a scarf, a purple one, she wants to give me as a gift.  Very sweet.  Mila, is also, studying for the EMT exam, she is nervous to take . . . I told her, just like the bar exam, it is all psychological, and she needs to get it in her mind that she CAN pass it, the first time!  I had friends who took the California bar exam 14 times, never passed, other friends that it took a time or two, and I decided that I would pass it the first time and I DID! What do they call you, even if you only pass the exam by one point?  A lawyer or an EMT! an Emergency Medical Technician.

This is the purple scarf, Mila, just brought me!  And it is starting to snow outside!

He Took Their Identities . . . Guilty Kisses . . . Fall From Grace

In true, Charles Manson, fashion, a charismatic leader, can either, use their gifts, skills, persuasive powers, and magnetic personalities, for good or evil.  In this ever, revealing, 48 Hours, true crime, episode, that centers around, a group of university students, who are drawn to, Tyler Deeton, and later the group of friends, for what was referred to as The Community, sounds like The Family, with members of the family, lost souls, who were under the spell of Manson, and killed pregnant, Sharon Tate, and other famous people, at the residence of Roman Polanski, a Hollywood, film producer, out of the country at the time, and the Bianca's, a few days, later, in an effort, to make it look, like black thugs and robbers did the killings, getting the white community aroused, with the intent of causing race riots and wars.  Tyler and crew, were more, Christian oriented, and started, as a group of similarly thinking college students, who were devoting their lives to Christ, seeing themselves and missionaries and emissaries for Christ, if not his modern day disciples.

Somehow, the good intentions of the group, got twisted, as it does, any time, people put their faith in the hands or arms of flesh, that the scriptures, warn against, admonishing people to put their trust in God, rather than man!  Soon after the group was formed, a circle of close friends, and extended friends, not large in number, but a good group, under the direction of a man, Tyler, soon it became a tangled web of deception, deceit, secrets, sex and death!  So what started out, with good intentions, but you know what they say about good intentions . . . good intentions pave the pathway to hell!  And so it seemed, that this young, passionate and excited student, who headed up, intense, prayer sessions, to protect community members and ward off evil spirits of others, turned into, a sham marriage of a self-known homosexual, the charismatic leader of the group, having relationships with two other male members, prior to becoming attracted to one of the female members of the community, Bethany, who soon became head over heels in love with Tyler.  

Tyler Said, Being Christian, He Came From a Church and Background, that Being Gay, Just Wasn't . . . It Was, Well, Not Accepted, Nor Talked About, So, He Felt That Marriage To Bethany Was Right

Hello, Mormon methods in the 90's, giving shock therapy to men, who got an erection, when watching male on male porn.  Then, lining these men, up with local, Mormon girls, when they thought that, psychology and shock therapy had cured their homosexuality.  This took place in the Bay area.  Well, Tyler, came from a similar, Southern Christian background, and was under the impression, that getting married, would cure his gayness . . . it only appeared that way, after a lovely wedding, with The Community, really being the focus of the young couple, leaving parents and friends, as outsiders, mere observers to their own daughter's wedding, and later, wondering how they failed to connect the dots, see the obvious, wanting to share the happiest day of their daughter's life with her and her new husband, and being blocked, from the whole affair, just standing on the sidelines, like they were not even part of the celebration, or should be celebration, leaving the parents, later, wondering why they could not see the obvious, failed to connect the dots, realizing that their normally, bubbly pretty daughter, with the bright blue eyes, seemed to have lost her glow, and shine, seemingly fading into the background, next to the charismatic, leader of this new, clan, that seemed to have replaced her family . . . the beautiful, young bride, almost half the size of her new husband was whisked away, by the friends and off to their new life together.

The Defacto Leader of The Community . . . Sexless Honeymoon!

While Tyler and Bethany, embarked on a wonderfully planned honeymoon, in an exotic place, sex was not on the agenda, showing pictures of the couple, sitting an arms length apart, on the curve of a palm tree. Now to me, right off the bat, you can see, first the isolation, that always occurs, when there is an abusive, domineering personality, who, starts, through, almost psychological games, draws a person in, love bombs, them, until they get them, then, after the predator, catches his prey, he loses interest, and starts the power and control games, to keep the person, wife, in this instance, just making a public display of the marriage, with her, gushing with love, into a mockery, that few could deal with, let alone a fragile personality, seeing the humiliation, which is, in fact, intentional.  As the couple returns, the Community, decided to pick up roots, and move to be near to a larger, group or church, that seemed to be on the same wave length, and start mingling with them.  At this new place, the psychological assault, happens again, to Bethany, who is not housed with her husband, or even rooming with him, Tyler, puts all the men in one house, and all the women in the other house, and he starts dictating, who, will be with who, partnering community members off, with each other, as he started to carry on, sexual relationships with several male members of the community.

As, Tyler, the defacto leader of the groups, grows in power and control, he starts to dictate what the rules of the group will be, and he punishes, those who break community rules and standards.  At one point, one of the men, starts to question, Tyler's authority, and he is reprimanded and punished, and isolated from activities the group were doing, so denying him, friendship, which is what the whole thing started as, friends with Christ in common, and all his teaching seemed to be, being replaced with the teachings and dictates of Tyler!  The 48 Hours, interviewer, point blank, asked, Tyler, if he was in love with Bethany, at the time he married her? He, tried to weasel his way out of that question and to the interviewers credit, this smooth talking, somewhat glib, smart ass, did the alleged or squirrel answer, well, I loved her . . . no, where you in love with her?  Not in that way . . . okay, so you were kissing and caressing men, allegedly never having sex, but you married Bethany?  Yes, and then he went on to describe, how he just could not make love, if I remember right, and almost indicated that, it repulsed him, so he was full blown, beyond, women, when he falsely led this woman, to the alter, in front of friends and family, to do, what, humiliate her?  It appears so.  The commentator, goes on to accuse him of committing adultery, this righteous leader!  So, predictable.

Weeks Later, Bethany's Van is Found at the Lake, Apparent Suicide

This little fuck, Tyler, seems to me, connecting the dots, and reading between the lines, is almost empowered by this alleged act, of his new wife, being so distraught, over the humiliation, and rejection, that, that weaker human, took her own, life.  Micah, one of the men, who Tyler was having sex with, among several, comes forward to tell authorities, that he committed the murder of Bethany, that, Tyler and other men in the community, drugged her, then they raped her, and later, Micah, at the command of Tyler, put her drugged body in the van, took her to the Lake, put a plastic bag over her face, and suffocated her, while she was in a somewhat paralyzed position.  He said, her eyes were open, and the bag, was partially in her mouth.  Tyler was brought in for questioning, and was shocked to hear that his wife was now dead, and that, one of his followers, claimed that he ordered him to kill her.  Again, this smug, little prick, seemed to take pleasure, in a true psychopath style, that he had so much power over the group, and his wife, that out of his, royal rejection, she had succumbed to this fate, at the hands of another, lover, eventually leading to this current tragedy, making in control of the fates of not only the entire group, but, his wife, and a lover.  He even, flippantly referred to being accused of being a psychopath, who had sooooo much power, over this pack of losers, weaker people, that, now, it is his fault, that one lover, killed another lover.  He was a little muck!

At first, when the sheriffs, saw the body, of Bethany, and heard the testimony of Micah, they charged, the kid with first degree murder, and thought of adding, Tyler as an accomplice.  He said, how shocked he was to hear of his wife's suicide or that Micah had been charged with murder.  But, as the investigators looked at the body, which did not have a plastic bag over her head, nor were her eyes open, and no plastic bag over her face, it appears, that she actually did take sleeping pills, and committed suicide, which is what her father said.  No her mother, she thinks Tyler is to blame, and she wants justice.  So, at the request of Micah's attorney, he was released from custody, and for the time being, the sheriffs are looking at the death, with suspicion, looking at it as, undetermined.  They are still suspicious of Tyler, his motives, his actions, and his power over the victim, his wife?  The male and female team, said that, they, believe crimes were committed, but, what exactly and by whom, will be determined as they continue to watch Tyler, and gather more evidence through witnesses and the testimony of friends and family.  The lesson here . . . do not put your trust or faith, in the arm of corruptible man, with all the frailties, foibles, and weaknesses of everyone else.  This guy to me, is a TRUE PSYCHOPATH!

Symbolic Names

I have to shake my head, each time I watch a true crime episode, because each one, seems to take me deeper and deeper into the psyche and personalities of this band of church, government, family, mob, community, reminding more of the movie, THE VILLAGE!  I never watched the whole movie, but, I got the concept, that parents worried about the safety, moral development, and schooling of their children, move several families, out on a shit load of acres, and build this huge ass wall, around, what, is a spacious compound of the families that make up the Village.  Whenever, children, or teens, misbehaved, or wanted to spread their wings, or questioned their parents, or the Village leaders, they were told of the Red Monster, that haunted, and menaced the Village, stalking, watching, and preying on the members of the community, with the forest as a backdrop, giving a mystery to this bigger than life, threat, to the lives of the Villagers.  And, if things, really got out of control, as I remember, someone in the group, to be predetermined by the elders and leaders, was, set up, as a human sacrifice to keep the people in the Village, under control.  So, the threat, was not just talked about, but it was a reality.  Scare tactics worked.

Then if I remember, is seems, like the sister of the guy, who was actually, the Red monster, with an ugly and intimidating costume, basically, discovered that, what she had feared all her life, was, actually, only a fake, as a monster, created to scare the Villagers into obedience, however, in this discovery, she also realized that the murders were real, and he was a murderer.  Eventually, I think, she hooks up with a boyfriend, an equal critical thinker, a skeptic, and they scale the walls that were put up to hold them in, and leave the big bad world outside, and all the Villagers, allegedly, living in the peace and comfort of the Village, when in reality, the monsters, among the leaders, and elders, was actually worse the the fears of the outside world.  The couple escapes, I think, as William Hurt, the father of the girl, pursues the couple, but, doesn't get them in time, and they have hitch hiked, off and down the road . . . he just stands there as watches them leave.  Free at last.  Often, what appears to be good, or is a good intention, like protecting you kids, from outside influences, can actually work against you, and what you create, to control, or exercise power over other individuals, curtailing their personal choice and freedom, rots, into a cesspool of something worse than, the crime, they might experience, or might not experience on the outside.  Created crisis with predictable, or determined outcomes, is fucked up, at best.

Players in Tyler Deeton's Psychopathic Drama

• Tyler . . . Ty liar, or Shelley, represented by the name of her youngest son, Tyrone, is a point blank liar, Ty is her son, not Elliot, in the community or village of psychopaths, who feel all powerful, so much so, that they can order matches, mix and match, and control families and blood lines . . . FUCK YOU and yours, you are totally messed up, seriously sick, and deranged, using all the techniques this freak did, and wanting the power over life and death of your followers, brainwashed, isolated, and abused, putting any faith is fucked up people, like you are!
• Deeton . . . this was Tyler's last name.  Brett's mother, married, Dee Christiansen, and HE, always did our wash on Dee Street, in Logan, at a laundry mat.  So, the last name, is very spot on, and so is it teamed with Tyler, or Ty liar, Shelley, who wants to claim Elliot, as her son, so she can cover the ton of money, these two frauds, psychopaths, functioning in one sick and wicked, entity, monstrous in impact, with devastating results!  You can see who is writing this blog, just got the nice, double, knit, purple scarf, from my Russian friend, unless, she is one of your 007, KGB, FSI, spies, defecting or coming to America, used to give me a scarf and knit Shelley one, as is the double trouble custom.  Oh, I found out, what happened to my phone, and why I could not send pics, and put my email address in my cell phone, with the number 406.309.0011, that I have had for over a year, but with tons of effort from the main fraud broad, Shelley, to take, pay, Annie Burbank, in Kalispell to steal, but she got caught, then, the next rigged shit, to take control, was to stop me from getting new minutes put on, stopping service, August 20, 2015, so Shelley could appear to the NSA, or whom ever, to be the only one, with MY phone, number, and access . . . and when I could still call, it backfired, and I got a free month, which is the first fucking thing I got off these psycho fuckers . . . and then, trying to include pictures from the Halloween parade, Monday, night, which would put me at the real time and at the real place, fucking Shelley, Kay, Sue, Rachel, or the DEE crew of loser women, under his thumb and controlled, selling their souls, which will come in the next name symbol! But, I inquired at Walmart, with a very smart tech, whom has helped unfuck my old phone, only to be fucked up again, tried to figure out, what the fuck was up with my cell phone, so I could not sent the cute pics to my email, thus putting them in my blog, for my billion readers to enjoy the Honoring the Dead, held in connection with Halloween, appropriately . . . maybe the NUK3Town gals, got caught planning it, and then, me, just happening upon it, blowing their fucking assses as the LIARS THEY ARE!  He just said, you have used all your available data.  What, I leave this phone with the battery out, so I don't get tracked!  I have made, about 5 calls, but I did text and call, Elliot, the envy of the losers, club of psycho parents who are training, the next generation of Ted Bundy's, John Wayne Gacy's, and Jeffery Dahmers, psychopaths, breed little psychopaths, or try to create them, Shelley's fascination with serial killers, like Brett . . . hint, I figured out where Brett probably put the bodies of the hundred or so women he killed, in the BERM, just between the house and the field!  The perfect place, just looks like landscaping, and add a few trees, perfect cover . . . or try the PIPELINE . . . Brett's perfectly able bodies enough to haul a body up there, especially in dismembered parts!  But, no, after the clerk at Wally's World, check my phone calls, and my one text, or two max, he said, puzzled, that is not enough to use your data.  I said, if there is a double, use, on my phone number, with me leaving my old phone with this same number, at the Grand Junction Police Department or landing in their hands, giving it over to Shelley, Cop Bitch from hell, double trouble, making a mockery of my GOOD name, even using it, let alone, claiming to be an ATTORNEY . . . ONLY IN YOUR FUCKING DREAMS SHELLEY!  But, he said, that sure as hell, is not enough to use the data, I said, could Shelley, who got her fucking hands on my old phone, able to draw my data, of the phone, he thought that was, in deed, possible, and must explain the mystery of the missing data, so I could not send the pictures that would prove her sorry ass was not, at the Break Cafe, in Missoula, Monday night, around 6 for the PARADE, BITCH . . . I am JoAnn . . . she uses, Joann, to confuse you . . . dumb asses, that don't believe the person with the FUCKING STAYING POWER, check my history assholes, check hers, Brett's and Kay's . . . these are his BETHANYS!
• Bethany . . . my little brother, Jared's wife's name is Beth, and the epitomy of the Mormon woman, in every aspect.  So, in this Mormon Clown Ship Shit show, they call, The Village or the Community, any Beth, with all of them interchangeable, will do, any and all of the Beth's from the Southwick family, laying claim and fame to all that is ME AND MINE, including a fucking TON OF MONEY . . . I learned and believed, that if you just do what you are good at and enjoy doing, the money will follow.  I didn't understand that at the time, but it works, and I get it now . . . MONEY was never MY focus, and the money came in bucket loads, but another thing a rich man told me once, is, the hard thing, is not making the money, that is the easy part, it is hanging on to it once you get it . . . both of those statements are TRUE!  You have heard, any port in a storm will do, well, in this case, any BETHANY, will Do, to create the FRAUD these clowns are trying to pull off!  You see, my father once said, he hated attorneys, because they are the only scum in the universe that takes money from one man and gives in to another . . . I would call that a fucking CPA!  LOL!
• Micah . . . as a follower and lover, Micah Owens, Daddy's Little Bounce Buddy?  Maybe, Jerry Owens, you slept with this fuckers, I would watch, your son's ass!  You have sickos, beyond what you can even imagine, clocked in the respectability of MONEY, MINE, MY SONS, DAUGHTERS TOO . . . the top dog SICKEST, without, even an redeeming qualities, is FRANK, aka, Allan Rex Bess, truly, and proud of it, an AB or Absolute Bastard, watch every boy's ass!  It is a cover and myth that he slept with 800 women, I would take, "woe" off or "wo" or 800 MEN!  That Spartan leader thing, CIA, DIA, add a sexual component to the military, get a buzz up you BUZZ!

Well, There You Have My Words of Wisdom For the Day . . . I Have Told You Were the Bodies are Buried, Told You, Shelley Used All My Cell Phone DATA, and it is 11:14 A.M., time for LUNCH . . . gotta go CATCH A BUS!

KISSES AND LOVES FROM THE STAYING POWER QUEEN . . . SHELLEY IS THE QUEEN OF MEAN, and she is NOT ME, DUMB ASSES, EMBARRASS THE SHIT OUT OF ME, PSYCHO BITCH FROM HELL, I am heading to the Poverello for Lunch . . . Good FOOD!

YES, SHE'S THE QUARTERBACK! BIZARRE DREAM. FORENSIC PSYCHOLOGIST AND CRIMINOLOGIST, COMMENT ON SERIAL KILLERS: "SCIENCE IS IGNORING EVIL." SCIENCE WITH A SPIN--NOT JUST ABOUT JUSTICE AND INJUSTICE, BUT ABOUT GOOD VS. EVIL. MANY PEOPLE IN TODAY'S WORLD, THINK THEY ARE TOO SOPHISTICATE TO BELIEVE IN GOD, OR JESUS CHRIST, OR TO BUY INTO THE FACT THAT THEIR IS A SATAN, OR SATANIC FORCES BEHIND SOME OF THE PEOPLE WE DEAL WITH IN SOCIETY, LIKE SERIAL KILLERS. BUT IN REALITY, THEY MAY SERVE A FUNCTION, THAT NORMAL PEOPLE COULD NOT, IN SEARCHING OUR SOULS AND OUR PSYCHES, WE HAVE TO GRAPPLE WITH SUCH TERROR, HORROR, HUMAN ABNORMALITY, AND DEPRAVITY, THAT WE CANNOT COMPREHEND THESE ACTS, IN ANYTHING BUT PURE EVIL . . . AND IN ACCEPTING THAT FACT, WE HAVE TO TAKE RESPONSIBILITY FOR THE ACTIONS, OUR ACTIONS, PARENTS' ACTIONS, AND OTHER CONTRIBUTING FACTORS, THAT CAN MAKE A MONSTER, WHO PREYS ON SOCIETY, THE YOUNG, THE SWEET, THE VULNERABLE, THE GOOD, AND SEEKS TO DESTROY HAPPINESS, LOVE, GOODNESS, THE PURE, AND REPLACE IT WITH EVIL. AND IF WE CAN ACCEPT THIS THEORY, THEN, WE HAVE TO DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT. SERIAL KILLER, TED BUNDY, WHO MURDERED 36 WOMEN, SAID: "SERIAL KILLERS ARE YOUR SONS, WE ARE YOUR HUSBANDS, WE ARE EVERYWHERE." AMERICA IS ONLY 5% OF THE WORLD'S POPULATION, AND WE HAVE TO ACCOUNT FOR 73% OF THE WORLDS SERIAL KILLERS, EUROPE COMES IN NEXT, AND THEN THE REST ARE DISPERSED AROUND THE WORLD. 90% ARE WHITE, INTELLIGENT MEN, WHO COME FROM CRIMINAL PSYCHIATRIC FAMILIES, WITH DOMESTIC VIOLENCE, SEXUAL, EMOTIONAL, OR PHYSICAL ABUSE OF CHILDREN, WHO THEN DISPLAY FORMS OF EXPRESSION OF THEIR RAGE, IN VIOLENT ACTS OF CRUELTY, AGAINST ANIMALS, AT A YOUNG AGE, MOVING ON, FROM ANIMALS, FUELED, GENERALLY BY PORNOGRAPHY, MOVING FROM ANIMALS TO PEOPLE, GOING FROM RAPE AND MURDER, TO TORTURE, SADISM, AND EVEN CANNIBALISM. MANY CRIMINOLOGISTS AND PSYCHOLOGIST, WOULD NOT FIND THESE PEOPLE TO BE MENTALLY ILL, OR INSANE, BUT THEY DO HAVE PSYCHOLOGICAL MAKE UP, OF MERGING THE INFLICTION OF PAIN, WITH PLEASURE, DUE TO THEIR EXPOSURE AS CHILDREN. THEY TEND TO EXHIBIT, AND INSATIABLE NEED FOR POWER, THRILL, EXCITEMENT, THE GAME ELEMENT, THEY ENJOY SUFFERING, LOVE TO SEE THEIR VICTIMS BEG AND PLEAD, FOR LIFE, DURING THE SUFFERING, IT MAKES THE KILLER FEEL SUPERIOR TO THE VICTIM, GIVING THEM, THE ULTIMATE POWER OF GRANTING THEIR PREY, LIFE OR DEATH. CANNIBALISM, AS SEEN IN THE CASE OF DAHMER, GACY, FISH, GAINS, AND OTHERS, THEY ARE GOING ONE STEP FURTHER, TO ACTUALLY MAKING THEIR VICTIM, PART OF THEMSELVES. THIS IS THE ULTIMATE POWER OVER THEIR VICTIM, SADISTIC WARFARE--TO EAT THEIR TARGET'S HEARTS, EYES, GENETILIA, COOKING NIPPLES AND OTHER BODY PARTS, FEEDING THEIR FRAGILE EGOS, WHICH GOES TO THE CORE OF THE PROBLEM, THESE PEOPLE FEEL TOTALLY INEPT, HAVE NO VALUE, HAVE A NEED TO FEEL POWERFUL AND IMPORTANT, SO THROUGH SUCH A HIDEOUS ACT, THAT TRANSCENDS ALL HUMANITY, BREAKING WITH ALL TABOO, THEY SICKEN SOCIETY TO THE POINT, WE HAVE TO DO SOMETHING ABOUT THEM, TO ERADICATE THEM FROM OUR LIVES, AS SACRIFICIAL LAMBS, OF OUR OWN WEAKNESSES TO CREATE A WORLD SAFE FOR CHILDREN, WOMEN, THE VULNERABLE, THE ELDERLY, AND THOSE WHO ARE OFTEN REFERRED TO AS THROW AWAY PEOPLE. WE NEED TO TAKE RESPONSIBILITY FOR THIS, WHAT IN AMERICAN SOCIETY, CREATES SERIAL KILLERS? AS IN MY OWN CASE . . . "THE GREATEST PLEASURE FOR THESE PREDATORS, WAS TAKING AWAY, EVERYTHING FROM THEIR VICTIM(S)." WE CAN DO BETTER THAN THIS, AMERICA . . . OUR SHIT STINKS!

Chick Quarterback In Hamilton--She's Smart, Cool, Pretty, a Good Student, Keeps the Boys Under Control, and She is Good At The Game!

Little Layne Kearns of Hamilton, is playing youth football, in Hamilton, loves the game . . . they guys dig having her on the team, and she is doing great, not winning every game, which is generally, impossible, male or female, but she seeing game time!  I love it!  She is my kind of gal!  Sorry about the very cute, Halloween pictures, I took 18 of the parade the other night, but, it is just not worth it to me, to figure out, just how to get them, from my new phone, the old one I could do it . . . maybe, it has something to do with, what just happened to me, all the sudden, my computer, kicked up, strange, text, program, that was running concurrently with this blog, and I had to stop, it, dismiss it, and trash it, to continue . . . I think, there were unseen, evil ghosts, NSA, access to rivals, who got a spanking yesterday with my pic of me, the real bad ass, and Kay, the fake, whatever, ME. but, they were working, extra, over time after Halloween, to stop those pics from coming through!  

There was absolutely no reason, the very same phone, being replaced, only because, the model was still, on the shelves, at Walmart, after my other new one, replacing the old one, I left in Grand Junction, Function, Colorado, was compromised, with agents, attempting to steal the phone in Kalispell, and later, to be completely compromised, when I tried to put more money and time, on my Straight Talk phone . . . refusing to show my numbers, trying to get my serial numbers, stating that my service was turned off because of that, and all kinds of shenanigans, to get control of the phone number, that I not only wrote about in this blog, but have this blog tied to, and had applied for hot jobs with, as my return number . . . like with Nixon and Watergate, covering this CRIME, perpetrated against Me, is fucking huge, and I generally, WIN!  PROOF beyond a reasonable doubt, I am, just fucking in FACT, who I AM . . . sitting right here, at McDonald's, at 9:03 A.M., Mountain Time!

Blame the Mormon FUCKS--for denying me, the right to control my OWN phone, to share some great pictures with YOU . . . systems that are controlled and run by, the NSA, in UTAH, and the fuckers they give access, not only to my blog, my computer, but my phone!  REMEMBER those PRISM PROGRAMS, the spy gear that Edward Snowden ratted out . . . yeah, the shit that should have been cut back, for obvious reasons . . . these dumb asses are using tax payers, money, time, and equipment, to further, MO shit, AGENDAS! that are not, in the best interest of AMERICA, nor the tax payers, nor the public, nor sanity!  FUCK THESE BASTARDS!  

The Halloween Party and Parade, was actually, a celebration, we got from Mexico, much more fun than, Memorial Day, Honoring the Dead, with the inclusive town, Missoula is, and the ART department, maybe the MUSIC department, for scholarships, at the University of Montana, or some other theater group, are, and incorporating, fun festivals, from other countries, in this melting pot, country, mini-UN, here, sponsored and took charge of the ghoulish night . . . . passing on good reviews, I asked someone, if this was the first time there was a Halloween parade, because, I had never seen one before, and they said, no, but, this year is soooooo much better!  KUDOS! But, there were 2 great pictures of the Monday night's fun and parade, in the local rag, the Missoulian!  I took 18 very fun, colorful, pictures of individual families--dressed to scare, masked seniors, the parade itself, the over sized skeleton, and all the cool, banners of ghosts, goblins, witches, werewolves, zombies, monsters, and the kind of sickos I am going to write about . . . only, their portrayals, were awesome, cool, fun, and colorful.  THANK YOU, LOVED THE FUN!

Strange Dream, With Good and Bad Interpretation

I have been on this obsession with true crime shows, because, not just one, episode has been relevant, but every fucking one, educates me on my family, the sister club, the psychopaths and sociopaths, I have been dealing with, over the last few years . . . I just typed, the word, rather than last, I typed, late . . . and my dream would somewhat indicate this, which is disconcerting to me, at first thought, but, a win, on second thought.  Okay, so, I woke up with this saying or thought on my mind, after this dream, and it was something like, when all is said and done, it is the result, that dictates the outcome . . . and at the end of everything you did, you never committed a crime; however, at the end of everything they did, they committed tons of CRIMES!  

So, it was with that, thought, going through my mind, as I sat, half asleep and half awake, pondering the meaning of my very disturbing dream, feeling, actually, depressed, which is something I don't do much, nor do I go there, being the total optimist, that I am, always finding a silver lining, in life, the lessons, I seem to go through, that, a second interpretation, more, one I could live with, that actually, ends up, being, while, not what I want, but, something I can live with, started to take shape, and as I thought over the morning, the dream, in light, at the events of the night before, which, had much to do with my mindset, and thinking, just what my goals, in life are--certainly not, money or fame, just wanting to make a difference, leaving the world a better place, being true to myself, to my oaths, being that of marriage or to the Constitution, when all was said and done, I think, that I have accomplished that . . . falling somewhat short of justice, that if it were to happen, of justice, I refer, it would be the most beneficial to America, to society, to the government, to the world, by way of example . . . but, in the dirty, corrupt, depraved, and twisted world, we live in, especially here in America, as evidence by our over representative number of serial killers, and many of the people I am writing about, are serial killers, it would be well with us, to bring them down, publicly, denouncing their crimes, their lies, their misrepresentation of truth, their climb to the heights of government, of law enforcement, and reaching the very top levels, in the very agencies, who have the responsibility, to take down, CRIMINALS, like this, that, JUSTICE,  just is not going to happen . . . they would rather continue in the fraud, just pretend, this never happened, brush it, under the rug, the incompetence, the lack of skill, knowledge, and the total dysfunction of the responsible agencies, seeing them and their murderous crowd, protected, coddled, and not immune or covered under ANY LAW, I respect and acknowledge, but one, they felonious, have believed to be, while not, the law of false god, false flag, and false rule of law, of the land . . . covering lying felons and murderers! and dissing ME?  

Siding with me, they would have to admit they were ALL wrong!  They believed the lies, and they are too proud to admit it, fuck, they are the GOVERNMENT, for God sake . . . we never, admit defeat, never admit wrong, and refuse to bow to the RIGHT! to the good. FUCK YOU ALL, GO TO FUCKING, BURNING HELL!  ALL OF YOU!  Even, my ambitious sons, if need be, they know, who has the money, and they know, where it came from, and they know, who, their mother is, and their days will be short upon the land . . . honor your father and mother, not the LIARS, who hold the power, built on my power, my resume, this blog, and the money generated from my family, cases, etc. . . . they will eventually all pay, and so will YOU!

But, THEIR BULL SHIT, WAS EXPOSED, THEIR SECOND VERSION OF AMERICA, WAS TRASHED, THE CONSTITUTION RULES AGAIN, WHILE THE COUNTRY AND ITS LEADERS ARE DIRTY AND CORRUPT, FROM HEAD TO TOE, AS SCRIPTURE FORETELLS, WE CAN RECOVER, CLEAN-UP, AND PERMANENT DAMAGE, WAS AVOIDED, NEW WORLD ORDERS KILLED--FUCK THE BUSHES AND THEIR BUSHIES, AND A NEW DIRECTION FOR AMERICA, IS BEING EMBARKED ON . . . and in that sense . . . in real time, a bright orange, with blue writing, van, just passed on the street, it said, NEW ERA . . . a new, cleaner, brighter, better, more orderly, honest, focused on the good, trashing evil, liars, is on the horizon, so in this sense, this bad ass con law chick, KICKED THEIR MOTHERFUCKING ASSES!  LOL!

It Is All About the WIN, For ME--And It Was Personal For THEM . . . Good, Will Triumph Over, Evil!  Mark My Word, And God's Word!  For It ALREADY HAS!

The Belgium Tragedy, That Changed a Corrupt Nation!

A second ago, I noticed a truck and trailer, leaving McD's, the brand was, Jay Flight, "J" is obviously one of my signs for me, and that, I believe, is a message from God, in all his power above, he is saying, through that sign and the New Era van, with the very symbolic and visible, sign, that, it is your way, your message, that resonates with the public, and not theirs!  So, in this case, of a serial killer, Marc Dutroux, who was first arrested, I believe, around 1985, in an industrial and dirty town, allegedly a married man, unemployed with a wife and two children, for kidnapping and raping 5 women.  Eventually, he was let out of prison or jail, and later, after his release, 4 years later, without much crime of this type, all the sudden, the two girls, who went on a walk to wave at the vehicles, passing under a walkway or bridge, suddenly disappeared. Marc was a suspect, at that time, given his passed, and the nature of his former crimes.

However, at the time, there was a competition, between the two police departments, involved, with another two girls, disappearing, two older teens at this time, and so, one department, who actually had access and put, Marc under surveillance, and set up what was called, Operation Othello, and put under the charge of one officer, and I am not familiar enough with the names and agencies of cops involved, so, sorry for that, but, this appears to be, named after Shakespeare's play of the same name, so an educated man, but, he refused to share his information, and knowledge, plus the surveillance, with even others within his own department.  At one time, Dutroux, our serial killer, was picked up for stealing a car.  So, the personal inspector was given access to his house, and found, tons of pornographic videos, no surprise . . . they feed on this shit . . . and he said, there was nothing really illegal, a bit raunchy, but, he is an adult, with adult videos, and he also, pushed aside, as being of little significance, three videos, of very incriminating content, with Marc, laying on top of young girls, obviously underage, as he raped one.  The other films, were of many young girls, who were naked from the waist down, and exposing their genitals.  And, I think, there was actually, one with the kidnapped girls, but, that was ignored?

Had Law Enforcement Gotten Involved At That Point . . . All 4 Girls That, Died, Would Be Alive, As Was Indicated By Later Testimony!

Right around this time, a man was out with Marc, driving around town, and several young girls were walking the streets, and he said to his friend . . . this is how you walk up to a girl, and grab them, around the mouth, and snatch them.  Come on, there are some girls, let's go get them, and I will build cages for them, and we can sell them, into sex slavery.  The friend, said, you have to be joking?  Hell, NO, and he went straight to police, which is what we all need to do, but, on the other hand, with a man, already under suspicion, to refuse to believe this friend who was a first hand witness to crime, is a crime, in and of itself!  But, the cops, dismissed it as bunk!  Again, these murders could have been stopped.  So, Marc (Brett), with the help of, none other than his wife, Michelle and another woman, also named Michelle (Shelley/Kay), this man, starts to construct cages and sex traps for kidnapping young girls . . . the only way, it is possible, for women, to go along with such depravity, is to be that depraved, themselves!

At some point, this man, predator, with accomplices, stopped construction on one home, and moved to another one, with a basement, where he actually accomplished building the cages, and this is where, I put the first two young girls.  But, when he got arrested for the car theft, only in jail for a while, one of the women, actually knew the two young girls were in the basement, now without electricity, or food and water, and this teacher, pushed, some food, under a locked door, but it was not far enough to reach them, and so they died, a slow and lingering death in the dark, in a space that was so small, even small girls could not stand up.  Oh, and at that same time, when the inspector, came and found the videos, he could hear, children's voices, and someone with him, said, I hear the girl's voices, and he said to his subordinate, who tried to persuade him, to look further in the house, who is in charge here? me or you? and when questioned, the inspector said, he just attributed the noise and voices to children on the streets outside!  This guy had been under suspicion and on the radar for a long time!

While the Cops Where Having Turf Wars . . . Prosecutor and Judges Were Doing Little To Hold This Man For Crimes He Had Committed!

As public sentiment against the government, and law enforcement grew, seeing, that another set of young girls, were now missing, looking back at the very short sentence this man, Marc, the monster, got for raping 5 women, and he got, 4 short years--people were getting more and more suspicious of a conspiracy to protect the man, for some reason.  But, I am sure, as was the case, back in 1985, with basically, all male criminal justice players, it was the victim's faults!  But, among alarmed citizens, concerned parents, there was a cry for corruption to the top levels of government.  Finally, due to public outcry, the 6 residence . . . hint, hint, hint . . . this fucker, was UNEMPLOYED? so how in the hell, do you, cops, make sense of this man having 6 houses and properties . . . look at the god-damned earning potential of the person under suspicion . . . if an electrician, could not have acquired, 6 properties, then he is either on the take or earning money, illegally!  So, excavation of other properties started, with neighbors having reported previously, that they were suspicious of this man, back when they saw him using, back hoes, and other heavy equipment to do, projects around his yard?  Again, the cops blew off the witnesses!

Eventually, the two teen age girls, were located.  And finally, authorities, arrested the man, later finding the younger girls, and the terrible cages, used for sex slaves, with the young girls bodies, showing big time rape wounds in every orphace of their small bodies.  And between the time, of the arrest, and the discovering of these horrendous crimes, the man, actually, struck AGAIN, taking two more girls! who were later, discovered and rescued, but their tales of their ordeal were sickening and smacked of a government cover up, all the way up to the courts, through the cops, and to high ranking officials . . . were they all, taking part in the sex trafficking of theses girls and perhaps others?  Eventually, the judge, on the case, was arrested and taken off the case, with others, replacing him and top prosecutors.  The only reason, the last two girls abducted, even after people knew who the man, responsible was, were found, is that after the dirty cops and judge, plus the prosecutor was replace, two men, got in, office, or the bad ones were replaced with good guys, who took this stuff serious and when these girls disappeared, they took action, and Belgium looked like a WAR Zone!  That is how they found the girls, going door to door, and turning over every stone!

300,000 People Joined in the March For Innocence!

The Capital of Belgium and the seat of government, was besieged by protesters, who stormed the government, demanding a change!  They wanted corruption in the government ousted, cover-ups, protections for criminals stopped, and law and order restored to their legal and criminal law systems, and courts!  The man, said, there were no need for signs, no social media at that time, and people just knew, letting the consequences fall, that, they were to be there on that day, to clean up their nation!  Now, that is an example, Americans could learn from.  In our country, powerful offenders, get slapped on the wrist, even those, who are knowledgeable of the crimes, turn a blind eye, or they just take a few bucks, to make them feel that, they are part of the deal, and anyway, they like the serial killers, the psychopaths, and the sociopaths, better than, the victims, they are in the power, they have the money, they appear nicer, or teach clean, while getting away with murder, or they are seen even as cool, or the in crowd, the popular, the beautiful people . . . well, fucking not in Belgium . . . they were outraged, and they let their corrupt government officials KNOW, this is not okay, it is not going to be business as usual, and they will not tolerate the deviance that had been covered up . . . LIVES, BLACK, WHITE, MALE, FEMALE, JEW, GENTILE . . . FUCKING MATTER!  

Is it any wonder, America, has the highest number, by FAR, of serial killers?  We FUCKING tolerate shit like this! we cover! we compromise! we kill the good, and foster the EVIL!  What the fuck is up with us? Thank you Belgium, for your fine example of fighting to change corruption, fight bad state and national officials, and a huge ass show of support, to those other officials, who were willing to take the fuckers down, who protected, encouraged, and most like participated in this disgusting, hate, exploitation and raping of you girls, trafficking, them merely for the vile, disgusting, ugly pleasure of FUCKING SICK MEN!

BELGIUM . . . YOU ARE MY HEROES!

And as SCOTLAND Yard Found Out, With the WOLF PACK, Little Girls are Not the ONLY Victims Of Sick, Sadistic, Serial Killers!

HACKNEY, SPINNEY, SIDNEY . . . MALE SADISTIC KILLERS OF YOUNG MEN!

RENT BOYS--YOUNG MALE PROSTITUTES

Hackney's, Dirty Dozen Gang . . . Sidney Cooke, Robert Oliver, Leslie Bailey, and Steven Barrell, used, homosexual predators, to pick up young street kids, coming from rough, homes, who were adventuresome and out on the Southern part of the District, where the night life was fun, there was plenty to do, and these young men, were lured, bullied, enticed, or forced, into this ring of wolves, who, not only used and abused them sexually, but orchestrated parties, drugging their young victims, against their wills, then sodomizing, using the full range of sadistic sex, abuse and control over these unwilling victims, wanting to control, dominate, and inflict as much pain as they could on these young boys, forcefully, being man-handled, around the room, pushed, shoved, attacked, and later, murdered, and then thrown away like trash!

These men had a secret and strategic means of communications, that went undetected by law enforcement, using underground networks, out of the way locations, to protect themselves from the screams, terror, and cries for help, by their victims!  Their goal was to utterly and completely destroy these boys, for their own pleasure!  By the time Scotland Yard learned of the three missing boys, and found out, that these men, and a true web of evil--people were getting away with it!  This was a gang of murderers, acting in concert, making activities, of sodomy, and pedophilia the norm!  The Spartan, CIA, Daddy's Little Lap Buddy?  The new order, of anything goes sex?  The warrior sex?  No, a cover for sick, fucked up, despicable lack of any limits, controls, and with no exceptions for PENIS SATISFACTION and access to the full range of options, from rent boys, to polygamy, to swinging, swapping and sharing, all is a go!  YOU SICK FUCKS!  You seriously want, the theory of no right and no wrong, predatory, lending to predatory sex? seriously? 'til is happens to you!

I think, eventually, Stephen Barrell's wife, noticed the blood, on his white business shirt, and called police and other authorities, turning him in!  Do you think?  Fuck yes, this type of deviant and totally sick behavior, is beyond, the rational, reasonable, person's mindset, and we have a hard time, wrapping our minds around the monsters, who would think, that WE will ALLOW them to get away with it.  Scotland Yard, said, they literally, had to talk to other pedophile rings and gangs, to get a grasp on what the think is, and who, anyone could do this to another human being, and through these other men, they were able to figure out, the Wolf Packs methods, secrets, communication systems, and how, they pulled this shit off!  Eventually, they got the gang and still, I was shocked, by the light sentences . . . only 13 to 17 years? 3 young boys . . . almost a boy, per man?  There must have been some, identifying with the rent boy, fuckers in that case?

I think, one of the reasons, this particular crime, upset me so much, is that for some reason, the names were so significant, and the crimes, while, not the worst, I have heard, but, they might have been the worst, due to the fact that the boys were alive, when the monstrous acts, were performed on the boys, when many of the victims, were dead, when the abuse, force, torture, and dismembering took place . . . not here!  And, second, the young, actor, looked too much like my own son, Chris!  I have four, very beautiful children, both male and female, and not in a feminine way for the boys, because they are both masculine, but, whenever, people would see me, with my four small children, their first comment, would be, you have the four most beautiful children, I have ever seen . . . and that was ALL THE TIME!  So, obviously, they are going to be targets, looked at in a sexual way, and could, fall prey to the fuckers, who I am dealing with, that, would marry me, for my children.  You know, I never married for 13 years after my first divorce, because, my mother had told me that, many men, will marry, a woman, with teenage daughters to have access to them . . . so, I protected them, never, in a BILLION years, did I think, that would stand true for my son's as well!

But, if you look at the video, of Elliot's concert, with God's Revolver, with my ex-husband, standing in the audience, with the Mohawk, you have to wonder, what the fuck he is doing there, 5 years after, I left him? And with Elliot's, face down, hair covering his face, is Brett there to intimidate, Elliot?  Did, a band of pedophiles, see Elliot, in his glowing beauty, with flames of gold and red hair, standing out, among, rock buddies, and want to keep him off the radar screen, for their own use?  I would, hope, that, stealing the music was the worst, these FUCKS DID!  Like Scotland Yard, it took me, getting in the mind of psychopaths, to understand, their predatory natures, the way they see the world, and new avenues of thought opened up, putting me on a collision course with these FUCKERS . . . and the useful idiots at the FBI and the CIA, DIA, NSA are just as innocent as I am, and don't see the danger, as it is speaking before them, training them, and they think, these people could never commit such atrocities?  OH, YES THEY COULD, and they did, at least on the music, but there are other signs of even worse CRIMES!

FBI, DIA, NSA, CIA . . . BE NOBODIES FOOLS!

I typed FIRED, three times, indicating to me, these people were fired . . . do you think that goes far enough? Seriously?  THESE ARE SICK FUCKERS, they need to be brought to justice, tried, convicted, and imprisoned . . . just letting them slip into obscurity, is insufficient.  I know, Kay has been me, that does not give her a FUCKING GET OUT OF JAIL FREE CARD!  Like Belgium and Scotland Yard, these is the huge ass reason, there has to be a separation of CHURCH AND STATE . . . you have to bit the bullet and fuck these guys . . . they have committed, unfathomable CRIMES, all in the name of the MORMON church, Mitt Romney, and YOU should not be AFRAID to PUNISH THEM to the FULL EXTENT OF THE LAW, regardless of WHO FUCKING LOOKS BAD!  If this sham, charade, goes up to the god-damned President, you take them down . . . that is what needs to be done, to clean up this situation . . . have we, as Americans, fallen so low, since Watergate, with a spy op and a break-in, like so minimal to what has happened to me and mine, that, it pales in comparison!  And you are going to let this slip under the rug and just go away . . . well that is exactly what my dream, depicted!

YOU SORRY SOPS . . . UNBELIEVABLE!  You see, back in the day, before the whole fucking intelligence community, was MORMONS, they could take care of business, they were about their nation's business, but not, when it comes to protecting, Mormons, on far more egregious crimes, constituting, high crimes and misdemeanors!  I am sure, my meanness, and my fat, far trumps, high crimes and misdemeanors . . . YOU SOPPY, WIMPY, SWISHY, FUCKS . . . YOU ARE PATHETIC, to say the God awful, least . . . WHAT THE FUCK EVER . . . my dream forewarned . . . we'll slap them on the wrist, because, they were hired, to do at least a portion of what they were to do, curtail me, substitute me, while keeping my NAME AND TITLE, KIDS and their TITLES . . . You sorry fucks, take some fucking responsibility, but then, as I said in the title, you MIGHT HAVE TO DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT . . . 

FUCKING ANTI-HEROES TO ME!

There is a guy, looking very, MORMON, shit, undercover, FBI agent, going bald, but wearing a blue sweater, oh, they were sweeter than you, damned fucking right, you have given them, a billion times what the bitches deserve or are worth . . . but this nervous dip shit, so MO fuck, looking, wimpy, probably with an hear spy gear piece in his fucking UGLY MUG, that he can hear, real time, while I write this . . . so Mo Foe, in every way, nervous, shifting his ass around, probably got a fuckin' sting opk in the working, but these assholes, only operate, when nobody can see me . . . gotta protect, MO MITT, and all the clowns that should have been on this case, forever ago, like I said, yesterday, U.S attorneys knew about this, attorney generals, knew about it, cops, prosecutors, judges, much like in Belgium, but they reacted, nobly, and Americans, will act, much, like Kay, Brett and Shelley, my father, not any more, who bought the fucking MO church, with MY SON'S BAND MONEY!  That ugly shit, is so, Mo, FBI, it is fucking disgusting!  YUCK! SQUIRMING LIKE A LITTLE GIRL . . . probably went to BYU, where the girls are girls and the boys are TOO!  I better publish this before the Mo NSA makes it, POOF, and disappear!  LOL!  Nice, I am not!

Sid Squirrel, Was a Name I Gave Brett . . . Some Real Estate Guy in Grand Junction, Colorado . . . Kay's Old State . . . Blah, Poor State . . . but in Our Scotland Yard . . . Oh, I Guess that Was Shelley in GJ . . . She Got the PHONE, from the COPS, the OLD one, I Spoke of Above, NOT!  She Got the Phone, But NOT CONTROL OF IT!  SHE IS TRULY A DUMB BITCH!

But, the symbolic name of the main, bad guy in the Wolf Pack, was named, SID COOKE, yes, Sid the Squirrel, which could either represent, either Brett, or Frank, aka, Allan Bess, or AB, for Absolute Bastard, and he is, was, and I am sure, hasn't changed on fucking iota, but, both fags, can adopt, this title as a VERY EVIL MAN! or MEN!  But, I am sure, these, charming, loved, witty men, to you, have, gained your loving devotion, respect, and loyalty, as they have, allegedly controlled me . . . REALLY?  Did you read what I just wrote about you SHITS?  LOL!  Good God, with all the men, women, spies, agencies, Mormons, missionaries, cops, prosecutors, judges, legislators, backing them, you would think that they have contained me . . . so far from it, it is a fucking JOKE!  Public sentiment, has gone MY WAY! not theirs, and while they may lay claim to my blog, or my kids, or my cases, blah, blah, blah, they have lost the battle, for their FUCKED UP SICK, DISGUSTING, PATRIOT SHIT ACT WORLD, COP RULED, NOT!  LOL . . . just like the little, FBI, fuck, who was so nervous, eating and with me starring his shit down, he could not eat fast enough and sachet out of here!  LOL!

You two clown shit, captains of the Mormon Clown Ship, have steered it a shore!  LOL, back to the American shoreline, not your loved and favored, Britain!  LOL!  Your fag, alleged, Daddy's Little Bouncing Buddy, didn't go over too well, when, the Canadian, Air Force leader of Trenton Air Force Base, was found, wearing girls panties and underwear, and raping and murdering women . . . right down Brett and Frank's line, so, I am sure, they could, MORE THAN RELATE!  LOL!  God!  What a JOKE! But, I think, if you were to be honest, with your loser selves, protected and coddled, as any criminal, found around the world, you have won a few battles, but LOST THE FUCKING GOD-DAMNED WAR!

You may have cooked, E, or stolen his band, their music, bought and paid for, the other band members, pulled of Isaac, pretending to be the rock god, and I am sure, YOU FAGS ALL LOVE ISAAC, he is a effeminate, as you are NOW!  LOL, with his retro-sexual hair, fagging stand, mimicking BRETT!  LOL! Had Brett's Dong up YOUR ASS A FEW TIMES, I AM MORE THAN SURE, AS YOU HAVE FRANK'S PENCIL DICK . . . HE NEEDED THAT PINCHED, ANUS!  LOL!  STAY IN YOUR MO FUCK BUBBLE . . . NORMAL SOCIETY, NORMAL MILITARY, ABHOR YOU WHORES!

These Rent a Boy Lovers, Are a Disgrace to Men, and to the Military!  I Don't Think, You Guys, Need to BUTT FUCK a Comrade in Arms, To Save His LIFE!

The Scriptures, Old Testament, Obviously, Mo's Have Not Read It, says, that The Women and Children, Shall RULE Over Them . . . WHY?  They, Men, Have Lost Their MANHOOD!

THE LILLELID MURDERS

These were murders, that took place in America, and they show, the sick, lesbian relationship, that I would think, Shelley and Kay, with no right and wrong, and the bonding shit, with the Spartans, and Spartanettes, LOL!  But, in this case, several misfit, chicks, not too popular, in high school, reclusive, dressed different, finally found a crew of like, misfits, and got into the occult, goth, black magic, the Ouija Board, and other satanic and ritualistic cult shit.  Shelley, has been into witchcraft, tarot card reading, she was a psychic reader of futures, professionally, is into the Illuminati, Bohemian Grove, digs, Skull and Bones, Masons, and all that shit.  And, I am sure, given the symbiotic relationship, between her and Kay, and their groupies and followers of weak, people, that think they are smart and cool . . . funny it would be a Mormon following, none of your main players, Shelley, Brett and Kay, Frank, none of them, were active, their whole fucking lives . . . but, they did fool the church, much like pipe bomber and serial killer, Mark Hoffman, who sold, fake Mormon documents to the inspired leaders of the Mormon Church, just as inspired, then, as they are now, not reading who it is, that they are selling the church to . . . check your church records, VERIFY, just who you are dealing with!  God!  Frank is not a member, and Allan, whom he is claiming to be, so he can collect on the dead man's Social Security and Vet Benefits, is not Mormon at all, and Allan, stopped going to church when he was 5 years old!

But, one night, about . . . oh, before, I forget, there were two main girls in this band of misfits, and one, boy, they also, included as a sister, making three of the sister club, even dressing this guy up as a girl, putting on make up, and whatnot, so Brett! now that I think of it, and they, Shelley and Kay would think that was cool. But, the sista's and the guy, plus, I believe two other guys and one girl, stole one of their parent's cars, all troubled teens, got money somehow, and got a room for the night.  They got into their Goth shit, and the girls tied the boys up to the bed, and did kinky sex stuff to them, to get them aroused and they would drink, their semen and blood, cutting them, part of the turn on.  Once they were all amped up on drugs, and I was being interrupted off and on, but, they must have committed some crime, or they went out to commit a crime, but they were all going to go to another state and split up, after the crime.  But, at one point, the crew, some how, came in contact with a very devout and religious couple, whom I think, they wanted to steal another car or their van from, who had just come from some Jehovah Witness Conference, with their two young children.

Wrong Crowd To Ask If They Believed In God!

So, this couple, pulls up, and I am assuming, that some kids were walking and others driving the other car, but, the couple stopped, and started, in true missionary zeal, asked them, if they believed in God?  That touched off the wrong cord with this crowd of misfits, and they pulled their guns, which they had not business having, they were all under age, but, they ordered the couple out of their van, and then they opened fire, and shot the husband, wife, and two kids, one surviving, with 17 bullets.  Then they carved a cross in the chest of the husband, put the couple in a human cross, and put their one dead child, and the other, thought dead, two little blonde haired, blue eye little girls, over their parent's bodies.  Then they drove off with the stolen van, leaving the deadly seen.  What is interesting, and one of those, mysterious, magical, God, moments, when there is no other explanations, for what occurred, as the 6 kids, crossed over the border into Mexico, near El Paso, Texas, there was a computerized, machine, that had not been working all day, but it would somehow, track license plates, and if the vehicle went, further than 12 miles into Mexico, the alarm would go off, notifying authorities, that someone without, authorization, had entered the country.

So, after working on the machine, all day, and as the van, entered Mexico, almost to get away with the killings, the computer started to work, and the APB, all points bulletin from America, hit the computer, and cops, immediately apprehended the van and its occupants!  Miracles do happen!  But, the kids were extradited back to America, and brought to trial.  At the time I was watching it this morning, each child was put on the witness stand, and the defense attorneys, who didn't believe for a second, that God, turned on the machine, that, it was just a spin of science, of course, we are too sophisticated as a profession, although, it was the prosecutor, that literally, out right said, this was an act of God, or they would not have caught the kids, who confessed to the crimes.  It is interesting, how many, alleged, educated people, will have faith in science, until it works against them.  As is the case, with my family, and their fools, thinking, we better kill JoAnn, before, someone gets smart and actually takes the DNA, connecting her to her children, exposing all the lies, the cover up, the theft of the music, the double, Elliot's, putting Isaac and Ryan Chambers, at risk of prosecution, and we can't have the guilty pay, as if these little fucking shits, don't know the difference between right and wrong!  Ignorance of the law, is not excuse, must not apply either . . . don't you know, there are two standards, one for the cops, and one for you and I!  NOT!

Satan's Wolf Pack . . . They All Killed Together, They All Pointed the Finger, At Everyone But Themselves, to Confuse the Jury, So They Were All Tried Together, and Sentenced Together--Fine With ME!

I am sure, that at this point, there is a lot of finger pointing, these guys are allegedly the smartest, Yeah, and they are using my work to prove it, fool you, and making up credentials, great jobs, degrees, right and left, as seen in the credits and the names of forensic psychologists, criminologists, attorneys, on both sides, all highly symbolic of the lies, as were the last four mentioned: Dr. Helen Smith, Ph.D., Dr. Julius Smith, Karpynec, Ward, and Woods!  Remember Mr. and Mrs. Smith, Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolene or whatever the fuck her name or spelling are, the husband and wife, spy team, the movie, that Brad Pitt cheated on Jennifer Aniston, with Angela?  Yeah, and Dr. Julius . . . Julie Us . . . Smith . . . Julie was a neighbor of mine and Brett's out in Mt. Sterling, who we used to bet, would move, soon, because all she was doing was toting kids in and out of the house, 8 miles into Logan!  So, for some reason, that became one of my names for Kay?  

I guess, because, she came out to Mt. Sterling and saw where me and Brett lived, and she thought it was Little Tijuana!  And it was!  LOL! Shakes, sheds, run down, fences . . . the the perfect place for a serial killer to do his crimes! 23 acres of farm land, butt to the mountains, nothing but church farm lands, all 2,000 acres, between, him and wooded places, easy to conceal a body, or bury it up at the gas pipeline, tons of space, little traffic, and at the end of the county road, with, at the time, one house, owned by the Mormon Church, one neighbor across the valley, one on 10 acres next door, but up on a hill, and that was it, just the reclusive psychopath, handsome, charming, but deranged, with tons of equipment like saws, and other tools, to cut a body up, and dispose of it, or leave it for the coyotes, to eat, and distribute the bones, and there were tons of coyotes, we would lay in bed each night and hear them, literally at our back door! 

The Sister Club . . . Brett, Mr. Chatman, Included!

I would imagine, that if the guys have to bond, sexually, to be part of this club, gaining alleged, super powers from each other, that the sisters would have to bond, sexually also, and I can totally see, Shelley and Kay doing this, without hesitation and following, sick, male orders, being the obedient females they are, but, together, seemingly invincible, with the powerful offenders, who could cut the red tape, get them through the doors, showing them the ropes, getting them clearance, and once, in, protecting and covering, what they were lacking in skills, knowledge, education, and secretly using me to train them, giving them access to every blog, every email, every conversation, and using eaves dropping, surveillance, and access, access, access, to keep them up to speed on the latest and greatest in my life, with the voyeurs, getting real time information, keeping the sister club, up to snuff! wanting a snuff film of me dead!  Party time at the OK Corral, marking the end of me, and the total freedom, with all the money, and now, without someone cramping their style!  The millionaires, next door, could, fully, come out of the closet and use the money, they had long laundered and hidden from the eyes of the investigators, much like in the serial killer story, Marc DuTroux, case, where, he was protected, given very light sentences, released early, for good behavior, or bailed out, provided attorneys and defense if caught!

As the sisters, got away with murder, literally, 26, that I know of, the more bolden and brazen they got, bringing in, less willing sisters, kids and grandkids, having tons of success, tons of money, tons of power, and being completely protected by the very agencies, that were to reveal this shit.  The Mormons are totally into protecting the image of the Church, regardless of the mounting body count, and knowing full well who was doing it, much like the Belgium case, too many top officials were caught up in the conspiracy, to let the wolf pack of psychopaths, who were pulling this shit off, get detected, or discovered by other agents, who may have grown suspicious, but those, down the line, good family, Mormons, with ma and pa, Southwick, the patriarch and matriarch, so wonderful, nobody could imagine, the Mormons pulling off a stunt like this, and for those who did, they met, unsavory ends, and the cover-up, went from top to bottom and spanned the globe, with the Mormon Church at the center stage!

People Kill All the Time and They Are Not Insane or Mentally Ill

In the Lillelid Murders . . . another very symbolic name . . . Kay's father, owned or had an interest in a Day Lily Business, and I remember, when Kay told me of her father's untimely death, about a very sappy, unnecessary and bizarre ritual, she performed on the beaches in California, doing something on the sand, stating that her father loved the beach, and she loved the Day Lillies, therefore, I believe, Kay even mentioned that, Gary Burningham was going to come visit, or he had just done some travelling, therefore, he was happy, and somehow that took care of Dad?  It seemed to me, like, Kay said, with Lisa and Gary dead, that Kyle, her little brother, whom, she seemed to get along with, were the sole beneficiaries of the Day Lily Business?  It has been awhile, but, with Lisa's strange sickness, and this inheritance issue, something struck me as very strange in Kay's behavior?  I could not quite accuse her of murder, but, I was already wondering about, Bruce Jensen's death, leaving his brother, Wayne . . . there is that name, Shelley's neighbor's son, and Logan dentist, a wind fall, of money, stock, property, a new BMW SUV, and with elderly mother, now stuck in a nursing home, where the average length of time for survival, only two months, this may have been, a core group of murderers, all, benefiting from the deaths of their siblings they didn't like or were jealous of.  Bruce Jensen, was opposing counsel, and Kay hated him with a passion!  He was also the attorney, for the U of U, where Brett had worked, with Kay, representing the injured patients!

Kay, as was Shelley, in financial trouble, Brett, was just a factory worker, or so he said, but, he could have been, an agent, or worked with the cops, to watch what I was up to, if I was getting better, Shelley met with all the cops, and motorcycle gangs, through the Children's Justice Center, with BACA, Bikers Against Child Abuse, meeting up with her, and later, continuing that relationship, as a member of the Chamber of Commerce . . . and, I am sure, that the FBI could find a picture of SHELLEY, in her matching Chamber, Navy Blue, Business Jackets, I remember her wearing, after I left Brett, and moved in with Shelley!  She would have a hard time, covering for stealing that picture!  LOL!  Much, like all the family pictures, I had stolen, from the 3770 Sugar Leo Road, St. George, house . . . probably, along with my furniture, is somewhere either in Kay's house, or Shelley's house now, with all my FAMILY PICTURES, claiming these are HER children, not mine, and her with a blonde wig on!  She would also have, along with my furniture, my 10th Circuit Court of Appeals, certificate, that was, I believe, made especially for me, on the Brock case, with an oak frame, a colored picture of an American Eagle, with I think--American flags, behind it, and lightening!  I din't have it long before, my whole house was broken into to get evidence, and to steal my life!

THE GAME SHOW KILLERS!

While I was eating my lunch, I was watching the true crime episode, called, the Game Show Killer, who is over in the UK, and who appeared on a game show, national TV, after he had killed 2 people and in the two weeks, between the filming of the game show, and the airing of the game show, this man, had killed two more people, and went on to rob about 45 residents, and he raped, molested and held, 5 teens hostag

e, taking away their virginity and their innocence!  This man, went under the radar screen for years, being so violent, that even his own family would vouch for his alibis and state to authorities that they all saw him during this or that time period, where the killings or the fire to mask the killings took place.  Remember, these guys are gamers, players, smart, good looking, charming, social, nice, fun, and they could pull the wool over anyone's eyes, as this man, and many serial killers do . . . both of the ones I spoke of in cases, yesterday and today, were very good looking and, like I said, 95% of the women, given Brett's looks and charms would go with him . . . hell, I did, and I don't go with many!  But, I was dying, so that changed everything, and Brett did say, had I been normal at that time, I would not have given him the time of day . . . perhaps he tried, earlier?

When All Is Said and Done, At the End of the Day, Whatever Offenses, You, Dear Reader, May Have Against Me . . . Crimes Were Never Committed--Swearing is a Coping Mechanism.  But, When All Is Said and Done, At the End of the Day, Everything These Alleged Nice People Did . . . Were Fucking CRIMES!

P.S., swearing is good public policy . . . people who swear, can withstand 75% more stress, and believe me, this had not been a cake walk!  I forgot the dream . . . it simply had me living with about 3 other roommates in this older, dirty, messy, dark house, that was so depressing to me, and almost more than I wanted to deal with, and it seems, that there was no room to eat, or cook or dirty dishes, etc.  And, it did not seem like I got along with my roommates, too well, and they didn't like me much, however, at one point in the dream, one of them left, and went out into the car, to  talk to my mother, indicating, interest in the other side or the opposing team, Shelley and crew, and they came back in, liking my mother better than me, but, eventually, they, started to like me, more and more, and, things started to get a bit cleaner and more bearable, to the point, where I was still depressed, but, I was not so much, so, that I thought it would do me in, or I could not overcome the mess, or get along with the roommate situation, which I hate!  But, with the statement on my mind, that at the end of any action, it is the result, that determines, the outcome, and whatever, it is, you did, or allegedly did, like swearing or even an abortion, none of that was a crime . . . while not liked or agreed with, nonetheless, all is legal, and nothing is a crime.  On the other hand, while my mother symbolized, a temporary, reprieve, for my roommates, from me, or the Constitution, or whatever I represent, while liking, my mother, which is a likable person, and probably the most sympathetic, really given the choice of siding with 7 of her 8 children, with Kay, substituting in for her lost child, me, she would, and did, chose, the 7, possibly and unwilling participant, but that was not my Intel, but, at least, she loves me, and I know that, and she would have been forced to severe ties, if I had not done it, myself!  But, as I thought of the dream and the significance, and what I was in this whole fight for, was actually, the way, I would think it would play out, the whole scenario, with the house, represented by the state of the nation, America, while dirty, corrupt, down right filthy, not the way I like to live, never did, never will, but, it indicated to me, depressed as I am and have been, that, the house was not, so bad that it could not be cleaned, could not be painted, could not buy new furniture, could not be restored to a state of beauty, which is the way, I live, and my houses were, called mansions, palace, museum, castle, in beauty, I shared my clients, art, talent, music, and cooking . . . although the judge, kept me in court, until 1:00 AM, Saturday morning, so I missed the whole fucking party, while Shelley, as planned, played the hostess with the mostess, pretending to be ME!  And when all is said and done, at the end of the day, given the fucked up, egocentric government, Mormons, who knowing they have lost their little worldwide ploy, to have the CIA and a military coup take over America, subjecting us to English Monarchy and a Mormon President with the U.S.A. policing the world under the Patriot Act, being funded by the WOMAN WHO MOST HATED THE PATRIOT ACT, POLYGAMY, AND MORMON POLITICS, WITH FUCKING MITT AT THE HELM . . . all would have been sweet revenge for my religious, political, and familial ENEMIES, Frenemies would be PUSHING IT!  LOL!