Tuesday, December 22, 2015

CHRISTMAS IS A SNAP! THANKS MONTANA! CITY SIDEWALKS, BUSY SIDEWALKS, WITH A HOLIDAY CHEER, IN THE AIR, THERE'S A FEELING OF CHRISTMAS! SCROOGE, THE NO ASSHOLE RULE . . . ALLEGEDLY, TO LEARN HOW TO DEAL WITH ANNOYING PEOPLE AT WORK--WHATEVER I DO IS DEFENSE, PROTECTION! NICE, JACKIE, INSISTED ON ME LOOKING AT THE BOOK--NO LOOK AT THE TITLES, CHECK IT OUR--THIS MORNING SHE WAS POUTING AROUND, SAYING SHE WAS GOING TO LEAVE BECAUSE OF THE RATS . . . RATS, OR SMART, OBSERVANT RESIDENT, WHO CAN PLAY BACK THE SURVEILLANCE CAMERAS IN HER HEAD AND FIGURE OUT WHO STOLE HER BACKPACK! LOL! IT IS FUNNY THAT THE THIEVING CREW ARE MORE DISTRAUGHT, THAN THE ONE WHO GOT ROBBED, ON HER BIRTHDAY, A WEEK BEFORE CHRISTMAS! LOL! LIQUID ASSETS IN THIS GAME I PLAY, AND LOVE! I LOVE SEEING THEM PISSED--THE INJUN LEFT, JACKIE, WHO HOOVERED AROUND THE FRONT DESK, TRYING TO SEE MY REACTION--NOT MUCH--I DIDN'T REACT MUCH WORSE, HAVING MY MILLION DOLLAR HOME STOLEN OR SEIZED, NOR MY TRUCK TAKEN, NOR MY CAR BLOWN UP WITH A PIPE BOMB--ALL IN MY LINE OF WORK, TAKING DOWN THE MOB, CORRUPTION, DIRTY LOCAL, STATE AND NATIONAL OFFICIALS, AND JUST PART OF THE TERRITORY, AND I TEAR THEIR UGLY FACES DAILY, SO I SHOUL.D EXPECT SOME REPRECUSIONS, EVERY ONCE IN A WHILE! THAT IS TO BE EXPECTED . . . LIKE SHERIFF MCDERMETT, SAYING THE COPS ARE WAITING FOR THE TOXOCOLOGISTS RESULTS, BEFORE DETERMINING THE CAUSE OF DEATH, IN THE MOUNTAIN LION MURDER--WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING FOR, POISON, WHEN THERE WAS BLOOD? OBVIOUSLY, IS WAS NOT A KNIFE OR GUN SHOT THAT WAS THE CAUSE OF DEATH, OR YOU, AS YOU DID IN THE KNIFE ATTACK ON THE OLDER WOMAN, AT THE FRESH MARKET, ATTACK, WRITE WHAT THE CAUSE OF THE INJURIES WERE, AND I DON'T THINK THE HOSPITAL WOULD ERECT, A 20 HIGH NET AROUND THE OUTSIDE PATIO, IF THE CAUSE OF DEATH HAD BEEN CYNIDE POISONING! LOL! WHATEVER--I KNOW THIS IS PAYBACK FOR ME, SAYING THAT 5 COPS WERE STANDING AROUND 5 OR 6 HOURS AFTER BEING CALLED TO THE BLOODY SCENE, SCRATCHING THEIR ASSES, BALLS AND HEADS, WONDERING WHAT HAPPENED? I TALKED TO A LADY, WHO HAS LIVED IN MISSOULA FOR 30 YEARS, AND SAID, SHE WAS UP HIKING RATTLESNAKE, GOING UP HIGHER TO THE BOB MARSHALL, OR SOMEWHERE--DON'T KNOW MY BARINGS, BUT SHE ACTUALLY SAW, 4 MOUNTAIN LIONS ON ONE FUCKING HIKE, AND LATER IN THE DAY, AN 8 YEAR OLD BOY HAD BEEN ATTACKED! LAST MARCH IN COLUMBIA FALLS, A WOMAN JOGGER WAS ATTACKED BY A MOUNTAIN LION, AND HER DOG RUSHED IN TO WARD OFF THE ATTACK, AND THE MOUNTAIN LION BIT THE DOGS HEAD AND WAS DRAGGING IT OFF INTO THE FOREST, AND SOME OTHER DRIVER, STOPPED AND BEAT THE LION OFF! I HAVE BEEN PERSONALLY TRACKED, AT LEAST TWICE, ALMOST RAN INTO ONE, ONCE, AND KNOW DAMNED WELL, THE TRACKS ACROSS FROM THE HOSPITAL, WERE POINTING EXACTLY TO WHERE THE CRIME WAS BEING TAPED OFF! STOP GETTING TORTS ATTORNEYS, FLIGHT ATTENDANTS, GUMDROP BOOK SALESLADY (TRUCK JUST WENT BY, ALEXANDRIA--MOULDING TO YOUR LIFESTYLE--NOW, SHELLEY, DAUGHTER ALEX, EVEN WANT TO CLAIM MY POVERTY! LOL! POV. PAM LOVE--FINE WITH ME, BUT SHE IS NOT ME!), HISTORY MAJOR, OR EMT, HOUSEWIVES, TO TAKE MY PLACE--HAVE SEEN CRIME FROM BOTH SIDES OF THE ISLE, PROSECUTION AND CRIMINAL DEFENSE, AND HAVE LEARNED A THING OR TWO IN THE LAST 20 YEARS, SINCE ALL THE MALE ATTORNEYS, IN THE CRIMINAL ENFORCEMENT DIVISION OF THE UTAH ATTORNEY GENERALS OFFICE, INITIATED ME INTO THE DIVISION BY HAVING ME LOOK AT VIDEO TAPES OF TWO HORRIFIC CRIME SCENES: (1) OF THE LAFFERTY BROTHER, POLYGAMIST KILLINGS OF THEIR YOUNGER BROTHER'S WIFE AND BABY, THROATS SLASHED, AND A BLOODY BATTLE BETWEEN MOM, DEFENDING HERSELF AND BABY, AGAINST TWO OLDER POLYG BROTHERS! (2) AN INMATE AT THE UTAH STATE PRISON, CAUGHT ON CAMERA, BEING STABBED, FUCKING 67 TIMES, THEY THREE OTHER INMATES! I AM NO SPRING FLOWER TO THIS GAME, AND YOU NEED TO LISTEN TO THE REAL, JOANN S. SECRIST, J.D., NOT SOME FUCKING FAKE BITCH IMITATION WITH TITS! GOD! WE ARE TALKING SAVING PEOPLE'S LIVES HERE, NOT FUCKING EGOS! AND YES, I AM AT THE POVERELLO, AND YOUR GUYS DID NOTHING TO HELP WITH MY STOLEN BACKPACK, BECAUSE YOU WANT ME TO STOP THIS BLOG TOO! AND FOR THAT YOUR FUCKING CRAZY, I AM SAVING LIVES, EVEN IF YOU WON'T! OKAY, THE TOPIC FOR THE DAY, TURNING THE OTHER CHEEK, IS THE ECONOMY, WITH BASICALLY GOOD NEWS, IN MONTANA . . . AND SHAME ON PRESIDENTIAL CANDIDATE, LOONEY TUNES TRUMP! AS IN THE WORDS OF PRESIDENT OBAMA, TRUMP IS PLAYING ON THE FEARS OF THE BLUE COLLAR WORKERS IN THIS COUNTRY WHO WERE HIT HARD, BUT SURVIVED WITH BUILDING AND TRADES UP, NEW HOME STARTS, OFFICE BUILDINGS GOING UP, ETC. THERE WAS A GREAT ARTICLE IN THE MISSOULIAN, KIND OF STATE OF THE STATE, ECONOMIC REPORT, IN THE LARGER CITIES, AND HOPEFULLY, I STILL HAVE MY NOTES, IF NOT, YOU CAN GO BACK AND LOOK AT THE MISSOULIAN, MONTANA ECONOMY SPECIAL SECTION . . . BRIGHT FORECAST FOR MONTANA, WITH A LESS THAN 4% UNEMPLOYMENT RATE! THE REASON TO PUT UP LIGHTS, LOOKING TO A BRIGHT END TO THIS YEAR, AND A BRIGHTER OUTLOOK FOR 2016 . . . ONE MAN, CAN NOT, CHANGE THE ECONOMY ALONE--WE ARE ALL IN THIS TOGETHER!

The Chicago Hot Dog Stand and Positive or Negative Thinking and the Economy!

I know, I have told this story, true, before, but early in this last recession, starting around August of 2008, with us barely pulling out of it, in the last two or so years, there was a man, who owned a curbside, mobile hot dog stand, that was doing extremely well, so well that he put his only son, through college, business school at I believe it was Columbia, and when the son came home for Christmas break, his father, told him that his little business, was doing so well, that he was going to build a full blown, hot dog and burger joint, with real walls, counters, kitchen and booths.  The son, looked at his father and said, don't you know there is a recession going on, you can't build during a recession!  His father, assured him, that in spite of the economic downturn, his business was thriving, even better than before the recession.  Again, the son, reiterated, what he was learning in his economic classes at the university, and admonished his father, not to venture into this new phase of his business, and just stay with the safe methods of doing business, small as they are, and stick with a sure thing, rather than, expanding, to meet the new demands and growth he was experiencing.  The father, acquiesed to the more educated son, and didn't build the inside restaurant, and stuck with being a street vendor.
Note: sorry the fuckers, just turned off my spell check . . . can't stand, good stuff!

My Reasoning Behind the Single String of Christmas Lights . . . What's It Going to Cost You?  Ah, Dollar Store?

Okay, so this morning, I took a ride on the #4 bus, to Bonner, like I like to do, since I am always waiting for the world and city to wake up, being the early riser I am, and on that winter wonderland, bus trip, I got so much joy from the houses, whether decked out to the brim, or just a single string of lights, bright and colorful in the windows, or just a snowman or Santa on the yard, lighting up the dark and cold, winder morning, that with no lights, seems to gloomy and dreary . . . but there are more lights than last week, so things are looking up.  But, I remember, the Christmas lights on my block growing up, in the 50's and 60's, and really, there were only about a handful, if that many, houses, that didn't at least string some type of lights up, for the neighbors to enjoy.  But, as I said in an earlier blog, now, it is totally the opposite, that there is one house lit, for every 50 without lights, almost.
To me, it makes, everything look depressing, recessive, down, lacking, and there is little vibrance and vitality for the Christmas Season, nor for looking forward to the New Year!  I was always, one to hang our Christmas lights, small as they generally were, in the first week of December, so we could enjoy them all month long, and by a day after Christmas, I was so sick of the mess and seeing them, not generally, in the color scheme of my front room, that they were promptly removed.  And on years, that, we didn't want to hang outside lights, early snow, or cold, we decorated inside, stair banisters, and the tree of course, and we would leave our drapes open, so it added to the Christmas cheer in our neighborhood, closing the window coverings, when we were ready to go to bed . . . so that is an idea, move your tree, open you drapes, or decorate something that can be seen from the road, to share in the brightness of the future, for the kids!  They need to believe in a world of promise, light, beauty, opportunity, success, and lighting up the winter wonderland is a great way to say, you have a great future, a bright future ahead of you!
I was excited to hear one of the radio hosts, either Brian or Chris, say, that they had finally gotten their Christmas lights up . . . and for some families, they even decorate their trees, on Christmas Eve, so different strokes for different folks, no right or wrong, just join, in and come along!  I have one cousin, who loves Christmas so much, he left his tree, artificial of course, up, until about July!  LOL!  Now that is the spirit!  You know, it is funny, that I have, gotten so buried in the law, starting back, in the early 90's with law school, that Christmas, became an after thought, even up to several years ago, before, I was literally running for my life, out of Utah, but I remember, December of 2010, being pisssed as hell, that the courts seemed to be closed, that attorneys were not returning calls, and the whole fucking legal system, except, JoAnn Scrooge Secrist, had come to a scretching hault for a whole month!  Screammmmmm! 
I am generally, get rid of this old dead year and bring on the new, full of promise, new challeges, and adventure, giving very little throught to Christmas at all . . . and what was different this year?  I swear, when I walked into the Mountain Line, bus terminal and saw that decorated Christmas tree, wreaths hanging on the doors, and lights around the far windows, the magic of Christmas's past came flooding back--the warmth, the good cheer, the love, the fuzzy nice feelings of giving and sharing . . . then the Pov. Christmas tree, reminds me, of laying on my couch, in the front room, after the family had gone to bed, and dreaming of sugar plums, dancing in my head . . . the last two weeks, I have had to clean out the traps, in the washing machine, the last job of the night, when it is quiet and people are long, fast in their sleep, when all through the Pov, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse--hopefully. 
Walking to see the Break Cafe', the Oxford, the lighted canopy, next door, Wordens, and many, many shops, the mall . . . I am so not a shopper, but now, I just go, drop into one of the comfy, overstuffed couches or chairs, and watch the Christmas bustle . . . so fun, even saw, one of the counter help, from McDonald's, my office, when I have a computer, and she showed me what she bought for the managers, fun, and her boyfriend and brother, so happy, so thrilled with her treasures, and she hugged me when she left!  It has been a long time, since I have enjoyed this stuff . . . like, ah, 25 years, maybe?  So, thank you for all the Christmas Elves, who keep the Spirit of Christmas and the Holidays alive, for the rest of us, Scrooges, and like Scrooge, eventually, we join up with the rest of you, and fill our hearts with loving, giving, lighting, sharing, like the rest of you! 
I swear, last Saturday morning, sitting in the law school foyer, alone, was the first time, in years, on the run, still, that I had a moment of silence, quiet, peace, softness, and with that single, light, looking like the Star of  Bethlehem, brighter than all the rest, my anger, my fight, my passion, my fear, all softened, melted away, warmth filled my heart, the comfort of the Savior's words, reminding me, that Christ, said, the birds of the air, and the lilies of the field, don't worry about what they will wear, or what they will eat . . . and how much more, I love you . . . tears started to flow in streams down my cheeks, where hate was strong, and mocked the song, of peace on earth good, will toward men, was replaced, with love, understanding, compassion, healing, and love, but it only lasted, until I started typing again!  LOL.

I actually think, this is a nice place to end . . . you can look up, the Montana Economic picture, yourself!

P.S., I did want to mention, that in the newspaper, Sunday, it said that Bozeman, is growing the fastest economy in the state, and two years ago, I was attending, Fresh Life Church in Kalispell, and they were going to set up a new campus, right after the new year, and they wanted people to help with that effort, so I wrote a pretty funny blog, about wild ass cowboys and cowgirls, and how we were coming to get you, but, Pastor Levi, a class act, does everything with thought and intend, and he had done some research on Bozeman before, venturing into set up a new campus in that area of the state . . . but, I was shocked to find out, that 50% of Bozeman's population, is under the age of 25!  To me, that is amazing, and they have the most vibrant ecomomy in the state, and I know, they have won, beautiful city awards, and other art connected notice, in addition to both the University of Montana and Montana State University, being ranked, in the top 500 colleges and universitites, I believe it was in the world!  Hell, there are 7 colleges in Spokane, alone, in  Chicago, it seemed like there was a college around every corner of the city! they build up, not out!
The picture in the newspaper, Sunday, was of a fairly young looking man, who had started up his own company and was doing great.  So, young people, newly graduated, you still are, the hope of the future, for us old foggies, like me!  LOL!  Although, I had some 23 year old, Navy SEAL, try to pick up on me, on the bus the other day, telling me, that is girlfriend he just broke up with, was 41, assuming I must be somewhere in that area of age, very flattering, and I said, look buddy, I am out of your league . . . I am 61!  That stopped him in his tracks!  LOL!  The minds of today, or so, alive, so fresh, so full of promise . . . get that single string, of Dollar store lights, out, and lighten up the Christmas and New Year, fridged night!

Merry Christmas to All, and to All a Good Day!

Monday, December 21, 2015

LAST MINUTE CHRISTMAS SHOPPING--KUNG FOO SHOPPING! THANKS TO THE CUTIE GIRL, BARISTA, BREAK--MONTANA CULTURE--CAFE', WHO BOUGHT ME A HOT CHOCOLATE YESTERDAY, WHEN I STOPPED TO READ THE SUNDAY PAPER--HOT GIVING! THE FLAMES OF LOVE . . . GIVE LIKE SANTA! LOVE LIKE CHRIST! ONCE UPON A FRESH LIFE CHRISTMAS . . . CHRISTMAS EVE SERVICES, 2 AND 4 P.M., CROSS RESERVE, NEAR SPA AND UHAUL, I THINK, HAVEN'T BEEN THERE SINCE SUMMER! SOCK IT TO 'EM SANTA! (JAMES BROWN). BELLS WILL BE RINGING . . . HELL'S BELLS! CIA AND SHELL'S BELLS, DON'T BELIEVE IN SANTA, BUT THEY DO BELIEVE, LAW DEGREES AND MY RESUME, COME THROUGH SPRINKLING FAIRY DUST ON "THE RIDICULOUS 6!" LOL! REPORTING FROM THE BLEWET LAW SCHOOL! LOL! NIGHTMARES & DREAMSCAPES, SHORT DREAM LAST NIGHT . . . A FELLOW, TOLD ME HE HAD BEEN IN PRISON, HAD LESIONS AROUND HIS ANUS TO PROVE IT . . . SHOULD THINK ABOUT THESE THINGS, BEFORE YOU LIE, CHEAT, STEAL, ASSUALT, KILL . . . THOSE BOYS PUSHING FOR ANAL SEX, YOU MIGHT GET YOUR WISH, ONLY YOU WILL BE THE RECIEVER! LOL! WE'LL SEE HOW MUCH YOU LIKE, TAKING IT IN THE ASS FROM BUBA. I WOULD IMAGINE, YOU'LL BE SINGING A DIFFERENT TUNE, LIKE A HIGH PITCHED SCREAM! OH WHAT FUN IT IS TO GIVE! AC/DC--"DIRTY DEED" DUNDER CHIEF . . . CYNIDE, CEMENT SHOES, CONTRACTS, TAKING MY BACKPACK . . . LIQUID ASSETS, PART OF DOING BUSINESS IN MY WORLD! WHAT DID THEY WANT IT FOR, OTHER THAN TO GET PLEASURE FROM CAUSING ME PAIN . . . NOT A BIG BIRTHDAY FAN, MATERIAL SIDE OF CHRISTMAS, CAN HANG WITH THE STOCKINGS . . . THE KENNEDY DETAIL? MAYBE . . .

From Love Field to Trade Mart

A man does what he must . . . in spite of personal consequences, in spite of obstacles and dangers, and pressures . . . and that is the basis of all human mortality. --John F. Kennedy

Poverello Center, Thieves, Liars, Hit Man, and Back Up Staff . . . Not Looking Too Cheery After Being Exposed On the Big Stick, by This Bad Ass Con Law Chick!  LOL!

But, I don't have to be worried about getting kicked out, the week of Christmas, because they have been lying for over two years, covering Shelley's sorry fat ass, and saying that, I am her, and she is me!  Sherlock JoAnn Holmes, surmises again, with God, my Intel guy, with me 24/7, letting me know through signs and symbols the dirty deeds, the dirty players, and the bull shit, they pull and have pulled, trying to keep me in the depths of the sea!  Yesterday, after braving the weather, the icy sidewalks, seeing I could not purchase the boots, in intended to buy, with the money that was stolen, along with my Walmart Money Card, ending in 0192, mark that boys and girls, with mutual spy gear . . . I stopped the bleeding on the card, cancelled, and I am having a new card, sent to the Poverello Center, and I fucking swear, if the staff, dares, to intercept my mail, and fuck with that card, a law suit will fly so fast, you might just find out just how good a lawyer I am!  

When Walmart found out and could see that the money card had been stolen on my birthday, they told me they would expedite service, trying to get the card to me before Christmas . . . a very nice gesture, and the automative voice recording, wished me "Happy Birthday" because I have been using this banking service for about 7 years, long before that bitch Shelley, well, not really, she tried to steal my identity back when I was poisoned in 2000, after taking out 9 federal agents, on Medicaid/Medicare fraud unit investigations and prosecutions, for alleged up coding by doctors, back in 1999!  St. Pat docs ought to be kissing my bad ass, for protecting their constitutional rights, the same rights, the fuckers who stole my shit, last week, will be screaming for at the same time the women are taking it in the ass from a broomstick, and the guys are taking from big bad black Buba!  LOL!  Sorry, just cop shop talk . . . of the most unsavory flavor, but so fucking true!

More Straight Talk . . . My Phone Service, But Appropriate

In my capacity and duty, as I see, it as an officer of the court, sworn in, no more than 4 times, I feel it my responsibility, as people break the law, or offer help to criminals, with cops, and their cronies inside, thinking when the United States Supreme Court decision gave cops the right to lie, the cops failed to realize, that is lying in interrogations rooms, while trying to get one witness or suspect, to roll over on another, when there are multiple players in a crime, with one, perhaps, being less culpable, than the other, therefore, less liable or criminal in nature, and less a threat to the public at large, and cops, can lie by saying that, the other guy, just ratted the less criminal and involved of the two, saying he committed, planned or executed the crime, getting the more innocent, maybe a driver, or just along for the ride the night of the murder, or whatever, making the suspect, with the least involvement, think, that, it is either him or me, going down, and, therefore, to save my own skin, I am going to rat him out, and take the lesser plea deal or sentence, if it goes to trial, turning state's witness. 

 However, never, in the wildest dreams and decisions of the High Court, did they give the stamp of approval to cops to lie, in the furtherance of the coming of a crime, such as covering the identity of a person, protecting the fake say, JoAnn . . . oh, she would use, Joanne or some other version, making you think, there are two JoAnn's . . . . no, there is just one, and that one, living at the Pov right now, is the one and only, bad ass con law chick and attorney, who will take a bite out of the asses of any entity, aiding cops, in covering up the truth and lying to protect the fake JoAnn's! The chick writing this blog, is the chick who got her shit stolen, when the bitches and bastards, were playing for the cameras . . . chance to get on COPS?, probably, stealing from ME, the famous, notorious, pig taling, constitutional law attorney, who has been a pain in the ass of cops for 20 years, almost, since, killing the cops' cash cow, asset forfeiture . . . that is why, they, think, that I should pay them the millions, they lost, in not being able to steal your, WE THE PEOPLE'S money, property, houses, cars, businesses, and whatever, when someone, just accuses, not convicts, you, because I don't partake of pot, but, the cops do, ironically . . . all the fuckers, going after me, are all fucking POT HEADS, Brett, Frank, aka, Allan, Jack or John, Mike or Michael, Shelley, Kay, Rachel . . . these are you good time, the Ridiculaous 6 who will go along with butt fucking and smoking weed!

Government liability, for a 1983 civil rights law suit, taken, by an individual, such as myself, for violation of federal statutory and constitutional rights, by state, local, national, officials, acting under color of law, only goes, as far as well established law, permits . . . CRIMES are NOT covered, when looking at immunity from these civil rights violations!  Me killing popular, unconstitutional pet cop and prosecutors, legislation is not a crime and totally within, my responsibility as an officer of the court, for levels deep or high, which ever way the fuckers want to look at it!  Me getting federal cops, investigators, prosecutors on fraud units fired, or me, suing the Division of Securities, Department of Commerce, the governor and attorney general with supervisory responsibilities over these government entities, and going after, $357 million, representing to white, middle aged, Mormon, Republican financial planners, who were actually both, multi-millionaires, not to mention one with a new book, making a shit load money, but, both honored, just before the take-down, by the state SEC regulators, along with taking the licenses of 110 other financial planners in the state, denying them their constitutional rights and protections, that is unless, they would donate to the former, attorney general's campaign for the senate!  Commish Motl . . . more power to you . . . would to God, Utah would have had a man, like you and President Kennedy, who just does what they need to do, regardless of consequences!

THE PROBLEM WITH ACTING AS ARMS OF THE STATE OR COPS

First of all, cops of all fucking levels, FBI, CIA, DIA, NSA, etc., are not immune from a 1983 civil right suit; therefore, if, staff members of the Poverello Center, or St. Pat's Hospital, in the form of a security guard, or nurse, aiding in checking out where I am, in the hospital, where I eat, all the fucking time and use the Learning Center, and have been told by staff, for years, since, 2012, that I could, use the computers in the Snack and Employee room, where I was, when the hit at the Pov, moved to the security and that fucking Cheryl bitch, who followed me over to the hospital to help identify, the VICTIMS of her stealing my backpack the night before, and in typical undercover bitch cop fashion, they are going after me, the VICTIM OF THE CRIME, rather than arresting the fucking CUNT, who committed the crime!  GOOD GOD!  Although, it was so rewarding to see the bitch in the dish room, last night, hagger, ugly, sweating, and doing all the dirty dishes, while I was looking on, laughing, as I listened to my Christmas music on my $9.99 radio, enjoying the show . . . Mary and Bobby, were trying to act like they were reading, HA!

I have know these two fucks, who, along with Cheryl, before the theft, were standing down by the water cooler, on the corner of the kitchen and serving counter, and Mary and Cheryl were looking in my direction, and craning their necks, this way and that, to see where the backpack was, located . . . the Indian, undercover cop, left, because he was always covering my property and I his, but that night, he was in on it . . . they are going to be cop rock stars tonight, while all are watching on surveillance, as they steal, the last few remaining articles of proof, that this JOANN S. SECRIST, J.D., is the REAL bad ass, they have hated, shine, Mary was a guard at the Utah State Women's Correctional Prison, being the sister of the Warden at the Billings Women's Prison . . . COPS, COPS, COPS . . . tried to get me there last year!  Last year, in the Butte Rescue Mission, during Christmas, Mary and I were roommates, and she told me how her brother, molested and sexually abused her until she left home, married a military man to get out of the house . . . nice access to women, at the prison!, but, Mary, still acts like she is a prison guard, writing people up and pushing them around physically, with big bro to cover her fat ass, and Bobby, with the flaring nostriles, standing over her shoulder, but, Mary had an altercation with this chick, at the Mission, and the staff allowed this girl, to come back in the shelter, with it 41 degrees, below zero with the wind chill factor, and Mary was bitching to me, about Stan, and that he let her in.

Being the good lawyer that I am, I informed her, in a very nice manner, about the liability the Mission might face, if this woman were not allowed back in on such a night, and if she died, having asked to get back in, and she was turned away, listening to her, rather than going with policy, and most shelters, like the Poverello
Center, will have a weather policy, that if it is so cold, people, regardless of the circumstances will be allowed in for the night . . . maybe not as a full resident, but a temporary night stay.  Mary was furious, that I would dare side with the staff, defending, Stan's ability to make a decision without her help!  The old prison witch and bitch came out in her, but through passive aggressive means . . . that means, the person pissed will not, outright confront you, but they will stab you in the back or take out their aggression, in some more devious, indirect way, which the next day she did.

OH, I DIDN'T KNOW, YOU, MARY, SECRETLY PERFORMED ORAL SEX ON ME?

So, the next morning, at breakfast, as usual, not knowing anything was wrong, I sat across from Mary and Bobby, she was acting rather cold, and I was joking and having fun with their person or that, then all of the sudden, she turns to me, and says, your clitoris was never cut off . . . now, I used to teach anger management, even to cops, at the BCI in Utah, I am sure they have a video, that is me, and when someone gets the most mad, is when, someone accuses them of either lying when they have not or of doing something, that is the total opposite of the way they see themselves!  I am a trial attorney, I have long learned to control my anger, and I put my finger in Mary's face, and said, so, now, you are claiming to know my body better than, I do?  Seriously, who are you getting that from, the COPS?  Because, while mentioning that to Mary, girl talk, during one of the nights as roommies, commiserating with each other and our plights, I told her that, but, one of the best proofs, that can't be bought, stolen, bribed, changed, is the fact that my pay back for protecting the doctors in the state of Utah, and the nation, because, the docs I helped in Utah, Taj Becker, a blubbering idiot, calling me every fucking day, when I was general counsel for the Utah Medical Association, GENERAL COUNSEL, not individual counsel, I represented all the docs in the state of Utah, not HER, but, to get that fucking lying bitch, now claiming that Rachel, was me, and the one who helped the whole crew of docs, also jealous of me, being the real player, that saved the docs, like Brock and Rice, in financial management, any fuck up can get themselves in trouble with regulators, but Brock and Rice, looked for 10 fucking years for an attorney to take their case, and I stopped the investigation of doctors, by pulling out the federal regulatory mandates for fraud units, and found, after Taj, sent me her bogus and lacking warrants, that the cops had not provided, the mandatory 24 hours notice, as part of constitutional FUCKING DUE PROCESS, of NOTICE AND A HEARING . . . this was the notice part, and like a bunch of fucking cowboys raided doctor's offices, loading their record in vans to be looked at, without warrants, or sufficient warrants, looking for FRAUD!

So, I in a very, controlled, lawyerly manner, pointed my finger and her and reprimanded her, Bobby, just sat there pissed, others watched on, and inquired and grilled her as to how she knew more about my body than I did . . . needless to say, this verbal spanking, sent the two, embarrassed and humiliated, packing their shit, but, not before, Mary took the huge ass bottle of Jergen's lotion, she gave me, and poured out all the contents of gooey, but wonderful smelling lotion, in between my blanket and sheets . . . I smelt great for some time!  LOL!  What a fucking baby ass bitch . . . her and Bobby showed up in Grand Junction Misfunction, trying to spread rumors . . . oh, she is not an attorney, blah, blah, blah . . . set me up, all people have to do is talk to me for a few seconds and the brilliance and education spring forth . . . the chicks at the Homeward Bound, just laughed, cops never got me, 5 hours chase, and this time, they just shut my computer down from an FBI surveillance plane, while I was writing at 4:00 A.M. on the outside table at WRIGLEY'S SPORTS BAR &GRILL! North Avenue, Grand Junction Function . . . fun, fun, fun, beat the cop shits again, as I always do, LOL!  So, when bitch face and bulbous nose, showed up, I knew there was going to be trouble . . . Shelley's smelly's crew, for sure!

CAUTION: WORKING AS "ARMS OF THE GOVERNMENT," CAN BE DANGEROUS TO A PRIVATE ORGANIZATIONS BUDGET, SHOULD I SUE!

So, we have established the fact, that the cops, can't lie, to further an identity theft, exchanging, Shelley, Rachel, the Booby Prize, or any fucking chick, one of the Ridiculous 6, and say they are me, no matter how much they hate me, or want me dead, or can't stand what I write . . . smart cop shops, don't give me fun fodder like this, fun stories, that people dig reading, to the tune of about a billion to 5 billion a day, the other day, I published on NFL, NBA, NCAA, WNCAA, I have not been able to find a .com that doesn't carry me! and I have had days, like last week the mountain lion murders, connecting the dots, cat prints, and five hours later, 5 cops, scratching their dikes, asses and heads, wondering what the fuck happened, and I am sure, they would rather say, Shelley, their gal Friday, worked hard to steal my money, to share with McDermett and the boys, and staff, the other morning the day after the theft, one of the desk chicks, who acts like a old Nazi, called the cops, telling them I was heading out the door, 5:50 A.M.! now who else is she going to calling at that time, and the proof is in the Christmas pudding . . . a sheriff and a city cop drove by, within about two blocks of the shelter, DaShell, DA SHELLEY . . . all on the super mob, funded by my brilliance or my son's music, all bank rolling me, to help the other thieve, SERIOUS, DA, do you think?
At this point, if I were to fall, let say, and shatter my two ankle bones, and 5 other bones in my left leg again, slipping on the ice, wearing my tennis shoes, knowing that the Poverello, not just this time, but, over the last two years, with little, Kevin, asshole, running the inside show, with Noah's help . . . oh, and Kyle, the guy, in the pictures I took, last week, sent via the Internet, showing, only staff and people who would give their permission, myself, and a huge as wall hanging, or poster, with the donators names, and the words, FOOD, SHELTER, CLOTHING AND HOPE, or something like that, hanging in the dining room, is suddenly leaving, allegedly his mother's health is failing and he and his wife, are going to California to be with her . . . probably has some morals, and is either leaving because he knows damned well, I am who I say I am, has read my blog, where I write about the Povello all the time, being home for the moment, also writing about the opening ceremonies, last year, before, going to Butte, where I soon, after Christmas met, James Kennedy, who left me a few momentos to remind me of him, like the Angel Coin . . . stolen, and the ring, I found on my bed, the one I am sleeping in now, back earlier stay, both in the backpack . . . gottaMy guess is that, Kyle, has morals, has learned a thing or two from not only me, but my blog, and is not willing to go along with the rest of the staff, putting the whole
Center at risk for liability, that will happen, if that Walmart Money Card gets taken, my only means of subsistence, and what Shelley has tried to steal since, 2000 when she started taking my ID, driver's license, Social Security Card, which I just can't get replaced, she is probably some justice court judge, Against a
Crooked Sky, I am, Montana(WIC), being UTAHIZED, mob style, MO style, fuck style . . . Shelley is FAIRY DUST ON SHIT!  LOL!  

What I am trying to warn you about, Pov and St. Pat's, that should I get in a nasty mood, after the holidays or before if that cards gets, allegedly, lost or claimed, never came, and decide to sue, you will be named defendants, working as arms of the government, so I would strongly, advise you, being the only legal staff on board, right now at the Pov,, and having been, named, fucking #2 in the nation, for civil rights defense, smarter now, three or four years ago, I would, tell your staffs to BACK OFF!  I can write a lawsuit, in a NEW YORK MINUTE, try me!  And based on who I see, as hospital general counsel, like former, mayor, Tammy Fisher, now contest, I will blow her away!  Your law firms around, the state, shutter when they see my resume, and the real person, real attorney, real bad ass is staring that in the face, they say, this is not Salt Lake . . . yeah, and the RIDICULOUS 6 are NOT ME!  I would think real seriously, over the next few days, what your NEW YEAR will look like, if you decided to challenge me . . . so far, I have turned the other cheek, but, I have long surpassed the 70X70 requirement, this is a daily thing, for the last 15 fucking years, CHRIST, EVENTUALLY, THROWS THE MONEY CHANGERS, OUT OF THE TEMPLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I THINK THIS IS A NICE, THREAT OR PROMISE TO END ON . . . YOURS, TRULY, BAD ASS CON LAW CHICK, FOR REAL . . . WALKING TALL, CARRYING A BIG STICK!

Buford JoAnn Puss, Is Not HER, Shelley is a Modest Mouse with Tons of Cop Help!  LOL!

P.S., and how do I know that Kevin Cashman, insider, is either a cop or has been working with the cops, DA, would not look at surveillance tapes, and Mary, ran in the office complaining about the surveillance tapes, the morning after the backpack steal, don't think I have anyone on my side? think again, mutual materials, dumb asses, but, from the get go, way back in 2013, the first time I stayed at the Pov., Kevin was assigning chores, and he gave me, the worst, chores possible, cleaning the garbage area, with 40 fucking years of stuck on boxes, papers, and other wet shit, it was winter, iced over . . . now, most real me, which cops and their ilk are not, when it comes to me . . . not big enough boobs and won't butt fuck, I leave that to their Spartan Daddy bouncing buddies, in POST, but, most men, would never put a woman, on that chore!  But, not being above anyone, in this Constitutional mind, of mine, equal protection, uniform operation of chores, I did it, and a good job, probably had not looked better for years . . . this old school, Pov. we are talking.  Then he put me on cleaning the alley way, picking up cig butts, by the hundreds, but in a weeks time, I had the boys in the parking lot crowd trained, brought a huge ass red garbage can out, and told them, there mother didn't live here, and hit the fucking can, in about those words!  LOL! easy job after that, to Kevin's consternation . . . she must not be an attorney, she doesn't act, like the ones pretending, to be her, the one's we are protecting with fairy dust, she is not a diva, fuck . . . these bitches think they are hot shit being me, and I don't even think I am hot shit being me!  LOL!

Just a note on why and what the thieves were paid to steal:
  • coin and ring: this morning I saw the donated book, The Kennedy Detail, they needed to recover the angel coin and the ring, I had written about, associated with James, now, probably Rachel's hubby, but, I met him in Butte, almost exactly a year ago, he did give me perfume, the coin, the ring, just seemed connected, he did tell me he loved me, tried, desperately to get me to bed, never did, and got shot, as a warning to stay away from me . . . I got the quote above from the title, and when I met, James, I had just finished, around November 22, 2014, several blogs, not only on the Kennedy assassination, but also, on the JFK Jr. plane wreck, so why in the hell, wouldn't a Kennedy, all federal cops or bikers, want to meet me?  In one of the blogs, I wrote, to the  fucking CIA, YOU KILLED MY PRESIDENT . . . no, Kay is no more me, than Shelley, or Rachel, or Sue, Tiff, no, Kelly Ann, Hope, Annie, etc.
  • cell phone: other than the fact, that it was planned, purposefully on my birthday, no pleasure for psychopaths, unless there is pain associated with it, they did it, because my children would be calling me for my birthday! proof that Greta, Nicole, Christ and Elliot, bass guitarist, rock star, are all my kids, not the perfect family of children, Shelley wants, her kids are shits, Jesse, Isaac, Alexandria, and Tyrone, all from different fathers, bitch in heat, motley crew, bastards!  LOL!  So, that was one reason, but the main reason, was that I lent, my cell phone to DaShell, the trucker chick, probably female assassin, given the name, said she was named after some famous Montana writer, DaShell Hammond of Anaconda? but she took, about 6 hours of my air time on my cell phone, to set up with a trucker from Desmoine Iowa, a ride back there, meeting up in Ogden, Utah, on his route, from Twin Falls, or Idaho Falls, where her alleged ex-boyfriend, fiance was staying, but, she was working out, through the night, Greyhound bus tickets, etc. most likely claiming, she was using my old, cell phone, I left in the Grand Junction Walmart, to make cops think I was still in town, while I was, rerouted through Parowan, Utah, to block me from going to my son's concert, The Ditch and the Delta, in Denver!  But, I have maintained control of the cell phone, despite, Shelley, the NSA and cops best motives to make sure, that didn't happen; therefore stealing my phone with the same number, was imparetive, NICE . . . NSA TURNED OFF SPELL CHECK! or Shell's Bells did, they giver that fucking CUNT access to MY BLOG, to scan, edit, and make boring as she is, protect her! 
  • ACER COMPUTER IS OBVIOUS . . . she wants to claim, the solving of the mountain lion murder and top hitting blogs!  If you go back several blogs, a week or two ago, I was able to pull up my IP number, it was 0.0.0.0!  I started this blog, back in September of 2013, actually at the Break Cafe', if memory serves, while staying at the old Poverello, I think in November of that year, could check Pov records, first time, I believe I stayed there, after being chased, tracked, and hounded by dogs and Indian trackers while trying to return my keys, to East Glacier Lodge and go get my property up at Swiftcurrent . . . oh, I forgot, I think that life story, was assigned to Rachel, and they were blocking me and trying to arrest me, back then, the first entry of this blog, bad ass con law chick blog . . . after I got back in to Kalispell and Columbia Falls, and my email accounts had both been shut down. all recorded in first blog!

CHRISTMAS, CIRCLES IN THE SNOW!

SOCK IT TO 'EM SANTA!

HO, HO, HO! 

 

Saturday, December 19, 2015

WARM WISHES. I ENTERED THE LAW SCHOOL LOBBY, AN HOUR AGO . . . THERE WAS NO ONE AROUND, THAT I COULD SEE . . . I WAS FULL OF PISS AND VINAGER, HAVING GONE TO MCDONALD'S, BEING PISSED I DIDN'T HAVE MY COMPUTER, TO RECORD FOR HUMANITY, OR LACK OF HUMANITY, THE TWO STING OPS THAT HAPPENED LAST NIGHT, ONE AT THE POVERELLO CENTER, DURING DINNER, LEAVING ME SCRAMBLING FOR "THE LAST BUS TO WISDOM" GETTING THE HELL OUT OF THE PLACE, LEAVING INTO THE COLD NIGHT AIR, SEEING THE ONE BOOK THAT CAUGHT MY EYE, OUT THE HUNDRED OR SO, NEWLY DONATED BOOKS . . . MR. MURDER, AS I SAW ALL UNDERCOVER COPS, READY IN ALL POINTS AND STATION, THE IDENTIFIER, THE KISS OF JUDAS, COMING IN THE FORM OF A HUG, AND I TURNED TO THE GUY NEXT TO ME, ASKED HIM, IF HE WOULD CLEAR MY PLATE, COP ISSUES, GOTTA GO . . . SURE, HIT THE ELEVATOR, MARY AND BOBBY, HIT TEAM WENT UP THE STAIRS, KNOWING I TAKE A SHOWER AFTER DINNER, SO I WENT DOWN, AND RIGHT AS THE ELEVATOR DOOR OPENED, THE NEW FACE OF "MR. MURDER" RUSHED INTO THE DAY ROOM, NOT SEEING ME, SO I THREW MY HOOD ON, AND BOOKED IT OUT OF THE POV. WITH 2 MINUTES TO SPARE, BEFORE THE LAST, BUS OF THE NIGHT, WHISKED ME UP, TOOK ME TO THE HOSPITAL, WHERE, I GOT ON THE COMPUTERS . . . ENTRAPMENT, COPS TRICKING SOMEONE INTO A DIFFICULT SITUATION, SOMETHING THEY NORMALLY WOULD NOT DO, BUT MY ONLY PROTECTION, IS MY BLOG . . . WALKING TALL, SHERIFF, BUFORD PUSSER (PUSS HER) AND HIS BIG STICK, MY STICK IS MY BLOG, NEED TO RECORD, AND AS YOU WILL SEE, I ENDED A RATHER SHORT BLOG, EARLY. AS I WAS MADELY TYPING AWAY, SOMEONE STUCK THEIR HEAD ROUND THE CORNER, THEN SOME CHICK, WITH A WASHINGTON SWEATSHIRT, AND BLUE SCRUBS, NURSES UNIFORM, KEPT, GOING BY THREE TIMES, AS I TYPED THE WORD, "END." I KNEW, THAT THE 6:05 P.M. BUS, NOT ONLY HAS SURVEILLANCE CAMERAS ON THE BUS, BUT, THAT PARTICULAR BUS DRIVER, HAS ALWAYS STRUCK ME AS A COP, OR RETIRED COP! SO THE COPS, KNOW WHERE I AM, ALMOST ALL THE TIME . . . BUT THEY DID ME A FAVOR, TAKING MY CELL PHONE AND COMPUTER, FOR TRACKING PURPOSES, IT MAKES IT HARDER ON THEM TO FIND ME, ONCE I GET OFF THE BUS . . . JUST LIKE TAKING ALL MY VEHICLES MAKES IT HARDER TO KILL ME . . . EASY IN A CAR! SHIT, THEY MURDERED SOMEONE, OUTSIDE OF MISSOULA, AS I PULLED MY TAURUS UNDER AND GAS STATION AWNING, AS ANOTHER TAURUS PULLED OUT . . . HALF HOUR DOWN THE ROAD, 15 COP CARS, FORD TAURUS THEY THOUGHT WAS ME, UPSIDE DOWN, T-BONED BY COPS, WITH BUMPER GUARDS, IN THE MERIDIAN WITH ITS WHEELS STILL TURNING--FIRST RESPONDERS, WRITE ANY DAMNED THING THEY WANT TO COVER MURDER! I ALLEGEDLY DIED THAT NIGHT, AND THEY HAVE BURIED ME EVER SINCE! BUT A WEEK OR SO, AGO, I HAD A DREAM, OF ME, NUDE, COMING TO THE SURFACE, IN THE VAST OCEAN . . . SYMBOLIC, OF JUST HOW DEEP, I WAS BURIED, AFTER THIS ALLEGED ACCIDENT, REPORTED AS DEAD, AND WITH COPS OF ALL FLAVORS FIGHTING LIKE HELL, GIVING CREDIT FOR EVERYTHING I HAVE DONE, FOR THE PAST 4 YEARS, SINCE LEAVING UTAH, IN FEAR OF MY LIFE . . . AGAINST A CROOKED SKY, HERE TOO! BUT THAT SIMPLE DREAM, WAS GOD'S WAY OF TELLING ME, I AM FINALY COMING TO THE SURFACE, BEING SEEN, FOR WHO I AM, NOT THE WICKED, LOSER "THEY" HAVE TRIED TO PAINT ME AS . . . I JUST ACCIDENTILY TYED THE WORD, "PAID" . . . I HAD TO PAY FOR WHAT, DEFENDING THE UNITED STATES CONSTITUTION, FOR MESSING WITH THE PATRIOT ACT FUCKS? PRESERVING, PROTECTING AND DEFENDING, THE SAME DOCUMENT, THE SUPREME LAW OF THE LAND, FUCKING STILL . . . THE PATRIOT ACT, WHEN APPLIED TO U.S. CITIZENS, IS PATENTLY, UNCONSTITUTIONAL! AS IS THE SALISH-KOOTENAI WATER COMPACT, WHICH MIGHT BE PART OF THE IRE OF LAST NIGHT . . . I WROTE, STRONGWATER, AGAINST, A RECENT, ALLEGED, PRESITGIOUS GROUP OF RANCHERS AND FARMERS IN SUPPORT OF THE COMPACT, IN VIOLATIONT OF THE TREATY CLAUSE OF THE CONSTITUTION, WHICH THE GOVERNOR AND THE ATTORNEY GENERAL, IN MONTANA, FAIL TO RECOGNIZE AND THE BITCH SQUAD OF FRAUD BROADS WANT TO TAKE CREDIT FOR, ON BOTH THE PREVERSION SIDE AND THE ANALYSIS I DID APPLYING THE CONSTITUTION, TESTIFYING AND SUBMITTING, WITH GREAT DIFFICULTY, MY WRITTEN TESTIMONY AFTER TESTIFYING IN FRONT OF THE HOUSE JUDICIAL COMMITTEE, BACK IN 2013, AFTER I WAS ALLEGEDLY DEAD! AND WHILE I AM TALKING SMACK, REPRESENTATIVE ART WITTICH, R. BOZEMAN, I BELIEVE, ATTORNEY, ACCUSED OF ACCEPTING "THE PACKAGE" A WHOLESALE, RE-ELECTION PACKAGE . . . COMING I WOULD VENTURE A GUESS FROM, THE SAME PEOPLE TRYING TO KILL ME . . . IN A TALE, AS CLASSIC AND OLD AS CANE AND ABEL, IN THE BIBLE, CANE KILLING ABEL, BECAUSE HIS OFFERING TO GOD WAS OF HIS FIRST FRUITS AND HAREST, AND ACCEPTED BY GOD, UNLIKE CANE, WHO OFFERED HIS LAST OR THE WORST, THEN KILLING THE RIVAL CHILD, AND STEALING ALL ABEL'S EFFORTS . . . SOUNDING FAMILIAR? YEAH, BUT, GOING INTO THE WOMAN'S RESTROOM IN THE LAW SCHOOL, NEAR THE OFFICE, THERE IS A STICK OF LUCY FROM THE PEANUTS CARTOONS, NEW MOVIE, AND IT STATES, "RESEARCH HELP 5 CENTS" AND ON THE STAND SHE SETS UP TO SELL HER SERVICES, IT SAYS, "LIBRARIAN IN!" CANE OR SHELLY, DASHELL, DA SHELL . . . THE CHICK FROM THE POV. WHO USED MY PHONE, TO SET UP A MEETING WITH A TRUCKER, MEETING IN OGDEN, UTAH, PROVING, DAMN GOOD AND WELL, THAT MY CELL PHONE AND ASS, ARE IN DEED AT THE POVERELLO CENTER, NOT, WHEREVER THE OTHER CELL PHONE SHELLEY, GOT FROM THE GRAND JUNCTION DISFUNCTION COPS, WHO OBTAINED MINE ORIGINAL PHONE WITH THAT NUMBER, 406.309.0011, THAT WAS PASSED TO SHELLEY, AS ME . . . WITH COPS LYING THEIR FUCKING ASSES OFF, FOR SHELLEY, BECAUSE, IF SHE IS "ME" THEY CAN GET A CUT OF MY CASES, MY BLOG, MY SON'S MUSIC, AND THE "MOTHER LODE" WHICH IS FUCKING WORTH A FORTUNE, BETWEEN MOTHER ATTORNEY (SHELLEY IS NOT EVEN A LIBRARIAN, SHE SOLD BOOKS TO ELEMENTARY SCHOOL LIBRARIANS, FOR GUMDROP BOOKS! LOL! THAT IS THE COP'S ANSWER FOR ME? HA, HA, HA, LOL! GOOD GOD!? TO PULL THAT ONE OFF TOOK A FUCKNIG ARMY OF COPS, PROSECUTORS, JUDGES, LEGISLATORS, IN TWO FUCKING STATES, IF NOT COURT SYSTEMS IN 5 STATES, WITH BOUGHT AND PAID FOR JUDGES, FUCK YOU BASTARDS, ESPECIALLY, THE UTAH 5TH DISTRICT JUDGES, IN IRON AND WASHINGTON COUNTIES! PATHETIC, AT BEST!) . . . THE RIDICULOUS 6! WHAT A FUCKING JOKE! NO WONDER THEY HAVE TO KILL ME . . . IT HAS BEEN JOANN S. SECRIST, J.D. VS. 6X JOANN SECRIST, J.D., THE ONLY COMPETITION FOR ME, IS ME! LOL! STAR WARS--DARTH VADAR: "YOU HAVE NO IDEA, HOW POWERFUL THE DARK SIDE IS . . . " SKY COPS: "I'VE CROSSED OVER TO THE DARK SIDE . . ." HELL, I WOULD PUT THE C.J. PORTER AND SENTINAL HIGH SCHOOL GIRLS' CHOIRS WHO PERFORMED AT ST. PAT'S HOSPITAL YESTERDAY, OVER YOU CLOWNS! LOL! IT WAS FUNNY, AFTER WRITING MY BLOG, YESTERDAY, AT THE LEARNING CENTER, AND ADDING THAT LAST LINE, "YOU ARE MY SPECIAL ANGEL" SENT FROM HEAVEN ABOVE . . . I LITERALLY, WALKED FROM THE LEARNING CENTER, TO THE CAFETERIA, AND THE CHOIRS WERE SINGING . . . YOU ARE MY SPECIAL ANGEL! GOD IS AWARE OF US . . . I WAS GOING TO REPSOND TO THE ARTICLE IN THE MISSOULA INDEPENDENT, COVER STORY, " AN ATHEIST'S HOLIDAY, FUCK, SANTA ONLY COMES TO THOSE WHO BELIEVE, AND AS SHELLEY SAID, WHEN SHE ADMITTED SHE DIDN'T BELIEVE IN SANTA ANY MORE, BUT SHE SAID, SHE KNEW THE FAIRIES BROUGHT THE GIFTS! SHE STILL THINKS THAT WAY! LOL! NO, SISTER, JOANN, BRINGS ALL THE MONEY, FAME, GIFTS THAT YOU HAVE ENDULGED YOURSELF, THE COPS, THE REST OF THE REDICULOUS 6 CHICKS, BIG FAKE BOOBS AND ALL! LOL! REMOVE DARTH VADAR'S MASK, AND MUCH LIKE IN THE MOVE MASK, WITH JIM CAREY, WHO GETS MAGICAL POWERS WHEN HE PUTS THE GREEN MASK ON, THAT PRINCIPLE APPLIES TO LIBRARIAN BOOK SELLERS TOO! LOL! AMAZING WHAT PLACEBO EFFECT, GIVING LUCY, A LAW DEGREE, 4 BAR LICENSES, A STELLER LEGAL CAREER, THREE PROFESSORSHIPS AT ACCREDITED UNIVERSITIES, NATIONAL AWARDS FOR DOMESTIC VIOLENCE AND SEXUAL ASSAULT MANUALS, TRAINING THE NATIONS COPS AND PROSECUTORS WILL DO FOR, A BOOK SELLER! OR A FLIGHT ATTENDANT, OR A SHITTY AVERAGE ATTORNEY, AMBULANCE CHASER, OR A MORMON RELIEF SOCIETY PRESIDENT, LAWYER WANNA BE, OR AN ELEMENTARY SCHOOL RECESS MONITOR, OR A IT PERSON FOR THE DEPARTMENT OF EDUCTION, TURNED COP/ASSASSIN! WOW, PRETTY IMPRESSIVE, AND ADD A BILLION OR SO DOLLARS, SHIT, WHAT AN AMAZING FAMILY OF ATTORNEYS, DICKY AND HELEN SOUTHWICK HAVE . . . SIMPLY ASTONISHING . . . ALTHOUGH THE REAL ATTORNEY, IS BURIED AT SEA OR FROM SEE! SHIT, THE RIDICULOUS 6 OF CANE'S FROM THE SOUTHWICH FAMILY, PLUS THEIR ADOPTED DAUGHTER, KAY, THROUGH MARRIAGE TO BRETT, PARENT OF ELLIOT TAYLOR SECRIST, WHO GENETICALLY, COULD NEVER BE THEIR SON, NOR COULD GRETA, NICOLE OR CHRIS, ALL COOLER THAN HELL, BECAUSE THEY HAD BAD ASS COOL PARENTS, WHO REFUSED TO LISTEN TO THEIR FUCKED UP, PARENTS, OR AT LEAST MINE, AND GAVE THEIR CHILDREN, FREEDOM TO BE WHO THEY WANTED TO BE . . . NOT THE MO SHIT, GIRL AND BOY SCOUTS, MISSIONARIES, MUFFINS, FBI, CIA AGENTS, OR NSA AGENTS, THAT DARTH VADAR CAN MORPH THEM INTO . . . INSIDER TRADING IN THE SHIT SHOW OF MORMONISM! FUCK! SORRY, I STARTED THIS BLOG, CHANGING MY ORIGINAL, VENTNG OF HELL, FIRE AND BRIMESTONE, TO A MESSAGE OF LOVE, FORGIVENESS, TURNING THE OTHER CHEEK, TEARS, AS I SAT, ALONE, IN THE FOYER OF THE LAW SCHOOL, THE SAME FUCKS, THAT BOUGHT ART WITTICH, CREATED THE RANCHER AND FARMERS ASSOCIATES, WITH BIG NAMES AND NO SUBSTANCE, JUST LIKE THE TWO ALLEGED VETERANS GROUPS, DONALD TRUMP, SAID HAD 100,000 TRUMP SUPPORTERS, WHEN IN REALITY, BOTH OFFICIAL SOUNDING VET GROUPS, BOILED DOWN, UNDER INVESTIGATION, TO ONE MAN, AN ATTORNEY FROM NORTH DAKOTA, WHO GOT HIS FEMALE CANDIDATE, FACING 12 FELONY CHARGES, FOR CAMPAIGN VIOLATIONS . . . WITH MY SON AND MY MONEY . . . THE WORLD IS THEIR PLAYGROUND! AND I DON'T BELIEVE THE FIGURE IN THE INDY OR THE INDEPENDANT, THAT 51% OF MONTANANS ARE FOR TRUMP? LAST WEEK, HE SAID, WE NEED TO SACRIFICE THE U.S. CONSTITUTION, FOR SAFETY! THIS GROUP, THE ATP OR THE MTP, THAT FAIR POLITICAL PRACTICES, COMMISSIONER MOTL, IS USING TO GET RID OF ART, IS AT THE ROOT OF WITTICH TOO . . . HE IS JUST THE TYPE OF GUY, ATTORNEY, VERSED IN THE LAW, ENTERTAINING, WHO THESE SHALLOW FUCKS WITH MY FAMILIES MONEY--DIRTY TREASURES--WOULD PUT ON THEIR PAY ROLL, AND GIVE HIM THE FULL PACKAGE OF ELECTION HELP! IN THE INDY, ARTICLE ENTITLED, "STUBBORN RASCAL" THE AUTHOR, DAN BROOKS (BROOK SHIELDS, ONE OF MY SYMBOLIC GIRLS FOR LUCY OR SHELLEY THE BOOK SELLER/TURNED ATTORNEY, MESSING WITH MY HOT MONEY, BUYING POLITICIANS), GIVES THE READER SEVERAL CASE SCENARIOS, FOR WHICH TO VIEW REPRESENTATIVE ART WITTICH IN . . . I CHOOSE, SCENARIAL B . . . WHICH "GIVE US A THRILLING END TO AN AMAZING STORY. THROUGH DARK MONEY, SECRET DOCUMENTS, A DISAPPEARING SUPER PAC AND A CONSPIRAXCY THAT SPNAS THE HIGHEST LEVELS OF STATE GOVERNMENT, THE BATSTARDS TRIED TO BRING ART WITTICH DOWN. BUT THEY COULDN'T. THE TRUTH IS A STURDY SHIELD, AND WITTICH HAD THE COURAGE TO STAND BEHIND IT, EVEN WHEN PLENTY OF EVERIDENCE MADE IT LOOK LIKE HE WAS LYING! BROOK SHIELDS, AND YES, DARK MONEY PAID FOR "THE PACKAGE!" I WATCHED WITTICH, AND KNEW DAMNED WILL, HE WAS ONE OF THEIRS . . . TAKE HIM DOWN, COMMISSIONER MOTL, I AM BEHIND YOU ALL THE WAY, CLEAN UP THIS SHIT HOLE, POISONED BY TOXIC SHELLEY, AND HER DIRTY TREASURES . . . SHE WORKED HARD FOR MY MONEY, OH, YOU MIGHT KNOW HER AS ONE OF THE OTHER SOUTHWICK HAGS, RACHEL, LOOKS THE MOST LIKE ME, EXCEPT I DON'T TRUST HER OR HER PLASTIC SURGEON! NOR HER BAND OF COP CUPPIE LOVERS! ON THE SAME PAY ROLL AS WITTICH, SAW IT HAPPENING, WILL TESTIFY IF NEEDED . . . DARK MONEY, DIRTY TREASURES BOUGHT THAT MAN'S RE-ELECTION . . . IT'S GOOD IN THE HOOD! ANOTHER GREAT ARTICLE IN THE INDY, FRIENDS, NOT ENEMIES . . . ADDRESSES, THE BAFOON, TRUMP, ONE OF THEIRS TOO . . . "SOME OF OUR MOST CRITICAL ALLIES IN THE WAR ON TERRORISM IN THE MIDDLE EAST ARE MUSLIMS. I KNOW, BECAUSE I SERVED ALONG SIDE THEM OVERSEAS." WHEN ONE OF OUR U.S. SOLDIERS DIED, THEY CRIED AS IF HE WAS THEIR SON! REP. ANDREW PERSON, HOUSE DISTRICT 96, MISSOULA! NO EVIDENCE, NO CRIME . . . FUCK NO, I KNOW WHO STOLE MY BACKPACK, PLAYED BACK MY OWN SURVEILLANCE TAPES IN MY MIND . . . DIRTY TREASURES, INSIDE JOB--COPS/STAFF . . . KEVIN CASHMAN AND NOAH ROTT! DARK MONEY POLITICS . . . GOTTA GET HER MONEY, STOP CONTACT WITH CHILDREN, SO WE CAN GO AFTER HER SON'S MONEY, TAKE OVER HER POWERFUL BLOG, THE BIG STICK OF WALKING TALL, THAT BEATS THE HELL OUT OF US DAILY! BITCH ASS FEMALE COP, SEEN AT THE SECOND STING OP, MOVING FROM THE POV TO THE HOSPITAL, FUCK YOU BITCH! SHE KNEW I KNEW . . . FAKED HER FUCKING ASS OUT, TOLD HER I SAW HER, WHICH I DID, AND SAID, I SAW THAT SHIRT, AND HER BLACK OP, STEELERS KNIT BEANIE . . . LIKE I SAY, TUNE INTO THE SYMBOLS . . . REVEALS ALL! MARY AND BOBBY HEARD ME, TELL MY DAUGHTER, THAT THE SECOND, I SAW THOSE TWO FUCKS, SHOW UP AT THE POV. I KNEW THERE WAS TROUBLE IN THE WAY . . . TRIED TO SET ME UP IN GRAND JUNCTION, GET ME KICKED OUT OF THE BUTTE RESCUE MISSION, NOW PLAYING THE SYMPATHESTIC HELPER . . . HE OR SHE WHO HELPS MOST . . . THE THIEF OR THICK AS THIEVES WITH COP BITCH CHICK, UNDERCOVER, SASHAYING HER FAT UGLY FACE AND ASS, AROUND THE POV. LIKE SHE OWNS THE PLACE! LOL! A LAUGHED, WHEN HER AND THE HOSPITAL SECURITY GUARD, WALKED RIGHT PASSED ME . . . HE WAS LOOKING FOR ME, AND SO WAS SHE, THE IDENTIFIER, WHEN THE POV, STING OP FUCKED UP, WITH SMART ME . . . 4 YEARS WORTH OF TRAINING, RELESTLESS 24/7 TRAINING, I AM GOOD, AND GOD IS BETTER, HE GAVE ME THE IMPRESSIONS TO LEAVE ON WEDNESDAY, BUT FOR THE SNOW STORM I WOULD HAVE, AND WEDNESDAY NIGHT, IS WHEN MY BACKPACK, MONEY, CELL PHONE, COMPUTER GOT STOLEN . . . ATHIESTS . . . EVERYTIME I DON'T LISTEN, THIS SHIT HAPPENS . . . I WAS ENJOYING SOME QUICHE AND DIET COKE, AFTER WRITING MY BLOG, WATCHING "TRUE CRIME" AND IT IS, EVEN IF COPS PERPETRATE THE CRIMES . . . AND AFTER I SOLVED THE MOUNTAIN LION MURDER, SAVED THE HOSPITAL FROM LIABILITY OR A FUCKING SHIT LOAD OF PAIN IN THE ASS, OVER A NEGLIGENCE SUIT, THAT SOME, COPS THOUGHT MIGHT HAPPEN . . . DARK LAWYERING BY KAY, ONE OF THE "RIDICULOUS 6" A TORTS ATTORNEY, LOWEST SCUM OF THE LEGAL FIELD, PRETENDING TO BE THE PREMIUM STUFF, CONSTITUTIONAL LAW ATTORNEY, LIKE ME AND THE PREZ.! IN CLOSING, WHAT I STARTED WITH, IN THE HOUR OF SILENCE, QUIT SNOW FALLING BEHIND THE LAW SCHOOL CHRISTMAS TREE . . . I NOTICED FROM WHERE I WAS SITTING, ENJOYING THE PEACE AND QUIET, I DON'T ENJOY AT THE POV. JUST ENJOYING THE LAST DROPS OF MY DIET COKE . . . SURVEILLANCE, AT MCDONALD'S, PROOF OF WHO IS WRITING THIS BLOG, ASSHOLES . . . I SAW, AMONG, ALL THE WHITE LIGHTS ON THE BEAUTIFUL TREE, ROUGHLY, LET'S SAY, 752 OR SO, SAME AS THE NUMBER OF BLOGS I HAVE WRITTEN, SINCE, SEPTEMBER 21, 2013, WITH ONE, LIGHT, SHINING, SO MUCH BRIGHTER, SO MUCH CLEARER, SO MUCH MORE MAJESTIC, AMONG THOSE LIGHTS ON THE TREE, LOOKING MUCH LIKE THE STARS DEPICTED IN HALLMARK CHRISTMAS CARDS, OR MOVIES OF THE FIRST CHRISTMAS, PERFECTLY BRIGHT, PREFECTLY SHAPED, KNOWING THAT THE BLOG I DID YESTERDAY AND BEING SUBSTANTIATED, BY GOD, WITH A VAN, THAT SAYS, "ALLTIME" TELLING ME, THAT WAS MY ALLTIME BIGGEST HITTER, AND IT WAS ABOUT, THE BABY JESUS, REJOICING, CELEBRATING, NOT ONLY HIS BIRTH, HIS LIFE, HIS TEACHINGS, HIS DEATH, HIS ASCENSION, HIS RESURRECTION, AND HIS CONQUERING DEATH AND DARTH VADAR!, YOU HAVE NO IDEA, HOW POWERFUL THE LIGHT SIDE IS . . . THIS IS A CLASSIC BATTLE OF GOOD AND EVIL, STARTING WITH TIME IMMEMORIAL, SATAN AND CHRIST, PRESENTING DIFFERENT PLANS IN HEAVEN, STARTING THAT BATTLE THAT LANDED A THIRD OF THE HOSTS OF HEAVEN IN HELL! THAT BATTLE RAGES IN OUR HOMES, IN OUR OFFICES, IN OUR STATE LEGISLATURES, OUR COURTHOUSES, ON THE STREETS, AT THE POV., AT ST. PATRICK'S HOSPITAL, IN THE HEARTS OF EVERY MAN, WOMAN AND CHILD . . . WHO'S SIDE ARE YOU ON? THAT IS FOR YOU TO DECIDE . . . I STAND WITH THE GOOD, THE LIGHT, CHRIST, FREEDOM AND AGENCY HE FOUGHT IN THE ORIGINAL BATTLE AND DIED, TO SAVE US FROM THE CHOICES WE MAKE . . . IT IS NOT HARD TO DO THE RIGHT THING; WHAT IS HARD, IS DECIDING WHAT THE RIGHT THING IS . . . THEN IT IS HARD, NOT TO DO THE RIGHT THING . . . THE MANTRA OF A GOOD MAN, NOT PERFECT, NOT WITHOUT SIN, BUT ONE WHO EXPIATES HIS SINS AND CRIMES! BE OF GOOD CHEER, THE SAVIOR IS HERE! WARM WISHES . . .

Friday, December 18, 2015

WINGS ONE! YOU ARE MY SPECIAL ANGEL. FUN FLASKS MAKE GREAT STOCKING STUFFERS! WHISKEY GLASSES & ROCKS--GOODBYE WATERED DOWN! THE LAST BUS TO WISDOM . . . ANOTHER GREAT ESCAPE FROM THE POV! LOL! THE POV STAFF IS MORE WORRIED ABOUT A MISSING DOLLAR FROM LAUNDRY MONEY, THAN THEY ARE ABOUT MY BACKPACK WITH ROUGHLY $200, COMPUTER, CELLPHONE, DEBIT CARD, ETC. . . . INSIDER COP JOB! MY FATHER USED TO SAY: "WHEN YOU HAVE SOMETHING STOLEN, LOOK FOR THE PERSON, WHO TRIES TO HELP YOU FIND THE LOST ITEM THE MOST . . . THEY ARE THE THIEF!" SEEMS TO BE TRUE! EVEN THOUGH, THE THIEF OR THEIVES IN THIS CASE, TURNED MY BIRTH CERTIFICATE AND BUS SCHEDULE IN, AT 6:00 A.M., YESTERDAY MORNING, AND TWO STAFF MEMBERS, ONE OF WHOM HAS KNOWN ME SINCE THE FALL OF 2013, COMING TO THE POVERELLO OLD AND NEW, OFF AND ON, WITH THE SUPER MOB, CHASING ME NON-STOP, LEAVING NO OTHER ALTERNATIVE, BUT TO RUN, AND WHEN I SAID, OH IF YOU SAW THEM GIVE YOU MY PAPERS WORK, THEN YOU KNOW WHO THEY ARE! NOPE, WORSE TO BE A RAT THAN A THIEVE I GUESS . . . NO HELP FROM SURVEILLANCE EITHER, EVEN THOUGH, I NARROWED THE TIME FRAME DOWN TO AFTER CHECK IN TO ABOUT 10 MINUTES AFTER 10:00 P.M. WHEN I FINISHED MY JOB, AND WENT UPSTAIRS, AND AGAIN, WHEN THE PAPERWORK WAS TURNED IN! LIKE I SAID, COPS HAVEN'T COME TO TALK TO ME, ALTHOUGH, COPS OF ALL FLAVORS CAN FIND ME, WHEN THEY WANT TO HARASS ME, LIKE TONIGHT, AT DINNER, OR TRY TO INTIMIDATE ME, FOLLOWING, CHASING, TRACKING, BUT WHEN, THEY ARE ACTUALLY REQUIRED TO DO COP WORK . . . THEY JUST CAN'T USE ALL THAT FUCKING NSA SHIT, SPYING ON AMERICA STYLE TECHNOLOGY, TO TRACK DOWN THE LYING FUCKING THEIVES, NOR TRACK MY COMPUTER, WHEN IN GRAND JUNCTION, AN FBI AIRCRAFT SURVIELLANCE PLANE, SHUT DOWN MY COMPUTER, FROM THE AIR, WHILE I WAS DITCHING 6 COPS, WHO WERE WAITING A HALF BLOCK AWAY FROM THE HOMEWARD BOUND HOMELESS SHELTER! BUT USE IT TO GET ME MY 6TH OR 7TH COMPUTER BACK, THAT THE SUPER MOB, MADE UP OF MORMON MAFIA, MORMON COPS, MORMON FBI, CIA, NSA, DIA, ETC., AND ALL THEIR NON-MORMON WANNA BE POLYGAMISTS, CUPPIE LOVER, COPS, AND BOOB, ASS, AND HAIR SHITS, WHO COULDN'T HANDLE A REAL WOMAN, AND NEED WOMEN, JUST AS STUPID AND SHALLOW AS THEY ARE! LOL! I'M IN A CLASS OF MY OWN . . . SO, LIKE IN THE MOUNTAIN LION MURDER AT THE HOSPITAL, CONNECTING THE DOTS IS THE KEY TO SOLVING ANY CRIME . . . AND TAKING MY BACKPACK IS A CRIME, WHETHER COMMITTED BY FUCKING COPS, FBI, CIA, THEIR USEFUL IDIOTS AND STOOGES IN THE POV., OR STAFF . . . IT IS ALL STILL A CRIME! SO THERE WE GO . . . SHERLOCK JOANN HOLMS RIDES AGAIN, WATSON! LOL!

First, Mountain Lion Update--Trauma Meeting at St. Patrick's Hosptial This Morning

 
As we all know, there are no stupid questions, just stupid people that ask the questions . . . first, why is there a net fence, only on the front side of the open aire, cement patio, where the victim of the cat murder was found? and, this goes to the Canadian Minister of Forestry, Lands, and whatever, and to the Montana Fish, Wildlife and whatever, oh, Parks, now, the article in the Missoulian, said that there were roughly 4,000 mountain lions, in the state of Montana, plus one, Sandy, the one, that escaped socialism in Canada and came to America to be free range capitalist, now that animals are mingling with people and getting smarter, perhaps Darwin was right, the animals will get smarter and we, are getting dumber!  LOL.  So, we can account for Sandy, the lion with the GPS tracking system on her, and we know that she is somewhere around Helena.  But, where in the fuck are the rest of the at least 3,999?  Do we have migration patterns, is each cat, a wild cat, and does their own thing? do they run in clans? always alone? pairs?  Just wondering? 
 
At least the grizzly, black, and brown bears are slumbering for a while, as they hybernate, for the next 6 months, during winter in Montana!  When I first moved here, I was told that winter lasted six months of the year, and I thought it was an over exageration . . . thinking that, two years ago, while in Salt Lake City, it was bitter cold, with a foot of snow, when I stopped in to have a Christmas dinner with Elliot, bass guitarist for God's Revolver, Maraloka, and guitarist and vocalist for The Ditch and the Delta, his new band, with the snow so cold, it crunched, and my nostrils and nose hairs, stuck together when I breathed is was so cold . . . but, coming back to Kalispell, Montana, it was like balmy spring weather, almost, barely any snow, and I thought . . . Montana gets a bad rap when it comes to winter, because, Salt Lake City, Utah is worse!  That was until I spent, some of last winter in Butte, cold as a witches tits, in a freezer!  LOL!  But, after two more winters, in Montana, it is true, generally, you are wearing a coat by late October, and you may even go as late as June . . . give or take a two months on either side of that yearly equation!  Anyway the bears are asleep, now, and perhaps the griz in Yellowstone Nation Park, might be taken off the Endangered Species list, controversy on either side . . .

You Are My Special Angel!  C.J. Porter Junior High and Sentinal High School Performing, Right After I had Written About, My Special Angel, Amanda, Sent from Heaven Above, To Brighten my Birthday Yesterday!  Voices Like Angels . . . To Say the Least . . . Light Snow Falling Outside, Christmas Tree with a Single String of White Lights, Under the Snow . . . Sweet Voices and Beautiful Young Girls, With Christmas Shirts, Some With Christmas Lights--Oh, What Fun!



Cop Connections in the Poverello and Other Shelters

I think I am going to have to finish this tomorrow . . . someone just came and peeked in the snack lounge at the hospital, where I escaped the undercover cops and robbers at the Pov.!  LOL!  I took the last bus to town!  Last Bus to Wisdom (new book, but good advice!  LOL.)  Will catch you tomorrow . . . hopefully that is not a foreshadowing of what will happen to me tomorrow . . . the more I prove, who I am, the more intense, the traps, tracking and sting ops . . . protect those boobs, ass, hair at any cost . . . like is attracted to like, I am too smart for cops! even the federal flavor, or they are not smart enough to like me, gotta run!


FIVE WISHES . . . BOXED CHRISTMAS--GIVE HAPPINESS! CHRISTMAS POW WOW. TONIGHT. DECEMBER 18, 2015. 7:00 P.M. MISSOULA COUNTY FAIR GROUNDS. FREE FOOD. FREE ENTERTAINMENT. FUN! EVERYONE INVITED! NATIVE AMERICAN, AMANDA, HEARD OF MY STOLEN BACKPACK--ON MY BIRTHDAY, ONE WEEK BEFORE CHRISTMAS, HANDED ME A $20 BILL! SHE MADE MY DAY, INSISTED I TAKE IT, INVITED ME TO THE POW WOW! KISSES! I AM COMING! EVEN OFFERED TO TAKE ME HOME AFTER--SHE IS SINGING TONIGHT! HUGS! AMANDA IS SAVING CHRISTMAS, IN THIS HEART OF MINE, IN THIS HEART OF MINE! LET US COME, LET US COME ADORE HIM, OH COME LET US ADORE HIM, CHRIST, THE LORD! SENDING AMANDA ANGEL! WELCOME HOLY CHILD . . . MAKE YOURSELF AT HOME, HOLY STRANGER, BRING YOUR PEACE INTO OUR VIOLENCE . . . OUR SALVATION HAS A NAME, JESUS! FRAGILE FINGERS, SENT TO SAVE US, A BROW MADE FOR THORNS. THE WHOLE WORLD IS ABOUT TO CHANGE, ROB OUR SINS AND MAKE US HOLY, PERFECT SON OF GOD. REJOICE, REJOICE JESUS! CHRIST WAS BORN FOR THIS . . . SO REJOICE, HALLELUJAH! REJOICE, REJOICE, THE LORD HAS COME! I WAS WRITING DOWN WORDS FROM CHRISTMAS CAROLS THAT TOUCHED ME, ON THE INSIDE OF THE MOUNTAIN LINE BUS SCHEDULE, THE THEIF SAVED FOR ME, ALONG WITH MY BIRTH CERTIFICATE . . . THANKS, I COULD NOT GET ON MY COMPUTER THAT NIGHT, SO IS WAS LISTENING TO MY $9.99 WALMART RADIO . . . TOO TECHNICOLOGICALLY CHALLENGED TO DOWN LOAD MUSIC! LOL! BUT, THOSE WORDS WERE SAVED, I SIGN FROM GOD, HIMSELF THAT I NEEDED TO WRITE THEM FOR YOU! I WILL REMEMBER AMANDA, A TOTAL STRANGER, FOR LIFE, SAVING NOT ONLY MY BIRTHDAY FOR ME, BUT RESTORING MY FAITH IN MANKIND! PEACE ON EARTH, GOOD WILL TO MEN! GIVE HAPPINESS! BOXED CHRISTMAS . . . CHRIST, IS THE REASON FOR THE SEASON . . . SEE YOU AT THE POW WOW! THIS MORNING, AT MCDONALDS . . . DIDN'T WANT TO SPEND MY $20 ALL AS ONE TIME, I HEARD THE CHILDREN'S SONG PLAYING IN THE PLAYPLACELAND . . . 1 LITTLE, 2 LITTLE, 3 LITTLE INDIANS . . . 10 LITTLE INDIAN BOYS! LOL! HOW APPROPRIATE! IF YOU HAVE NEVER SEEN A POW WOW, YOU ARE MISSING A TREAT! MY DAUGHTER, NICOLE'S BEST FRIEND, AND MOST INTENSE COMPETITION, ON THE CITY TRACK TEAM, WHEN SHE WAS YOUNG, WAS A NATIVE AMERICAN GIRL, FAST AS LIGHTENING . . . SHE INVITED THE SECRIST FAMILY TO OUR FIRST POW WOW, BACK IN THE WHAT, 80'S . . . ONE OF THE MOST COLORFUL, FUN, ENTERTAINING THINGS I HAVE EVER SEEN IN MY LIFE! I TRIED LIKE CRAZY, TO GET TO ARLEE, JULY 4, 2015, FOR THE BIG POW WOW THERE, MY NATIVE FRIEND SANDRA, DIDN'T HOOK US UP WITH A RIDE--ONE OF THE DRAWBACKS OF HAVING YOUR TRUCH STOLEN BY IRON COUNTY SHERIFFS, AND MOB BLOWING UP MY LAST CAR WITH A PIPE BOMB, AND I DIDN'T KNOW ANYONE AT THE POV. WHO COULD GET US THERE, SO I DIDN'T GET TO GO, BUT I AM NOT MISSING, A POW WOW, RIGHT HERE IN MISSOULA! I DIG THE HELL OUT OF THEM! HOW DO WE ASSIMILATE INTO EACH OTHER'S CULTURES, PARTY TOGETHER! LOL! GIVE HAPPINESS! BOXED CHRISTMAS!

Thursday, December 17, 2015

DOORBUSTER--WILD HORSE! MARILYN GOT BATTERED AGAIN! THEY SAY, IT'S YOUR BIRTHDAY, SO HERE'S HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YA! DECEMBER 17, 1954--DECEMBER 17, 2015--I AM 61 SWEET YEARS OLD TODAY; HOWEVER, SOMEONE DECIDED TO BE A GRINCH, STOLE MY BACKPACK, WITH MY COMPUTER, CELL PHONE, $175 CASH, DEBIT CARD, SWIMMING PASS I.D., ETC. . . . BUT, THE ONE NICE THING THE CLEPTO DID, WAS DROP OFF MY ZIPLOCK BAG OF MAIL, TO THE FRONT DESK OF THE POVERELLO CENTER--HINT, SURVEILLANCE, 6:00 A.M., POLICE REPORT #2015-53452--YEAH, SAME PERSON WHO CALLED IN THE MOUNTAIN LION ATTACK, OR POSSIBLE ATTACK! MY ONLY HOPE IS IN GOD! FUCK, GUESS SOMEBODY IS TRYING TO STOP ME FROM BLOGGING! GOOD LUCK, LOL, THERE ARE SEVERAL PLACES AROUND MISSOULA, I CAN USE TO WRITE, SO DREAM ON! STEALING MY IDENTITY AND COMPUTER, TAKING CREDIT FOR MY WORK, AND STEALING THE MONEY FROM MY BRAINS, DOESN'T MEAN YOU HAVE MY BRAIN! NOPE, STILL UP THERE IN THE CEREBRIUM CORTEX--IS THAT THE CASING FOR MY LOVELY BRAIN? ASK PRESIDENTIAL CANDIDATE, BEN CARSON, BRAIN SURGEON! I'M AN ATTORNEY! ANYWAY, BIRTHDAY DINNER OUT, NEW CLEAN OUTFIT, OUT, MOVING TO COLUMBIA FALLS TODAY OUT--ROOM FOR $300 RIGHT NEAR THE BLUE MOON BAR, ONE OF MY VERY FAVORITE HAUNTING GROUNDS UP NEAR GLACIER NATIONAL PARK AND THE FLATHEAD VALLEY . . . NO BIRTHDAY OR CHRISTMAS DANCING--SHIT!!!!! THAT PISSES ME OFF! WHEN DAYS LIKE THIS HAPPEN TO YOU, YOU HAVE TO THINK, THAT SOMETHING VERY TERRIBLE WOULD HAVE HAPPENED TO YOU HAD YOUR PURSE OR BACKPACK NOT GOTTEN STOLEN! A SHUTTLE BUS ROLL OVER, ACCIDENT, HIT MAN, NOW ON THE THIEVES ASS NOT MINE, GETTING A SHOT AT YOU . . . WHAT THE FUCK, EVER! I AM SURE THIS IS PROBABLY PAY BACK FOR MY BLOG YESTERDAY . . . THE COMMON FATHER OF ME, RACHEL THE BOOBY PRIZE, WHO ACTUALLY LOOKS MORE LIKE THE BILLBOARD, NEAR THE "LAUGHING GRIZZLY" THAT SAYS, "I TRUST MY PLASTIC SURGEON" THAN SHE LOOKS LIKE ME! BUT DADDY BEAR OR BARE, BEAT ME AS A CHILD, AND IS STILL TRYING TO BEAT ME---HE WANTED THE BRITISH, MO MITT WORLD PRESIDENT, THE CIA, OVER THE AMERICAN PRESIDENT, AND THE U.S. CONSTITUTION AND THE PENTAGON! BUT HE, HAS LONG TRIED TO BEAT ME, WAS A SPY FOR THE OFFICE OF STRATEGIC INTELLIGENCE OR OSI, UNDER THE OSS, PRECURSOR TO THE CIA, SO HIS LEANINGS ARE TOWARDS THE CIA, AND PATRIOT ACT BOYS BEING THE WORLD POLICE, AND THE OTHER 5 SOUTHWICK SISTERS, USING MY LAW DEGREE, DIVIDED AMOUNG ALL OF THEM EQUALLY, ALONG WITH THE REST OF MY RESUME, MY CHILDREN, MY GRANDCHILDREN, MY BLOG, CASES, LEGISLATION, AWARD WINNING MANUAL . . . TAKE FROM THE OVERACHIEVER, AND DISTRIBUTE TO THE LOSERS SISTERS, BUT THEY ALL HAVE BOOB JOBS, EXCEPT ME . . . I AM SURE THAT TIFFANY HAS SUCCUM TO DADDY'S SHALLOW PRESSURE BY NOW! LOL . . . THE WILD HORSE, BAD ASS CON LAW CHICK RIDES AGAIN . . . CAN'T HOLD A GOOD WOMAN DOWN, DADDY'O! THIS MAN HAS ORDERED HITS, STOLEN MY MONEY--AFTER POISONING ME, HE TOOK MY $3,000 PER MONTH PRIVATE DISABILITY MONEY, THAT I WAS SUPPOSE TO GET TIL THE DAY I DIED . . .NOT DEAD, WHO IS COLLECTING IT? MY FATHER HAD POWER OF ATTORNEY--I THINK THAT IS WHERE HE COULD SELL MY HOME, AND KEEP THE EQUITY AND OUT OF MY $3,800 PER MONTH, GIVE ME A MERE PITTENCE OF $25 PER WEEK . . .HEY STEALING MY MONEY, MY SON'S MUSIC MONEY, HAS BEEN A FAMILY PASS TIME FOR 15 YEAR, EVERY CENT I MAKE, SOMEHOW THEY FEEL ENTITLED TO? THE GREATEST GOOD FOR THE GREATEST AMOUNT OF PEOPLE? NO, WE, AMERICANS, BELIEVE IN CAPITALISM, WORKING FOR WHAT YOU GET, AND EARNING IT, THROUGH MERIT AND HARD WORK . . . MY FAMILY HAS ADOPTED THE BRITISH SOCIALIST SYSTEM TO JUSTIFY STEALING ALL MY MONEY! I AM THE SAME, YESTERDAY, TODAY AND TOMORROW, MUCH LIKE GOD IS . . . MY FATHER CHANGES WITH THE WIND, OR BECAUSE HE CAN'T MAKE IT HIMSELF, AND THE DAUGHTER HE HAS TRIED TO BEAT DOWN, SINCE SHE WAS A WILLFUL 3 YEAR OLD, IS STILL UNBROKEN . . . FUCK, THE BIRTH CERTIFICATE WAS THE HARDEST THING FOR ME TO GET, AND THE GIRL YOU ORDERED OR PAID TO STEAL IT, AND THE STAFF, THAT JUST CAN'T REMEMBER 2 HOURS EARLIER WHAT THE CHICK LOOKED LIKE THAT TURNED IN MY PAPERWORK, NOR CAN THEY FIND THAT ON THE SURVEILLANCE CAMERAS, MUST HAVE TAKEN A FAT DONATION YESTERDAY, ALONG WITH THOSE FOUR OVERSTUFFED TURKEYS! THEY PAY MORE! I CAN ONLY APPEAL TO A PERSON'S SENSE OF TRUTH, JUSTICE, INTEGRITY, ETHICS, MORALS AND HONESTY . . . AND IN A MORALLY BANKRUPT NATION, WHAT CAN I EXPECT. WE'LL SEE IF THE COPS CAN TRACE MY CELL PHONE OR MY COMPUTER . . . THEY SURE AS HELL CAN WHEN I USE THEM, SENDING THE GOV HIT MEN AFTER ME . . . THEY CAN FIND ME LIKE A NEEDLE IN A HAYSTACK IN VEGAS, AND GET 4 COPS TO ESCORT ME OFF THE UNLV CAMPUS, AFTER WRITING ABOUT THE MICHAEL BROWN CASE, IN FERGUSON . . . SOUNDS LIKE GOING AFTER COP PORTER, INDICTED FOR BEING INVOLVED IN THE DEATH OF FREDDY GRAY, GOT A HUNG JURY OR THE JUDGE RULE THE EVIDENCE WAS INCONCLUSIVE . . . REMEMBER THE MOVIES, I WROTE ABOUT THIS WEEK--YOUTUBE--CHECK THEM OUT: (1) JACK REED: IN SEARCH OF JUSTICE; (2) DEADLY MATRIMONY; (3) WALKING TALL; AND (4) THE CONFESSION . . . YOU ARE DEALING WITH CORRUPT SYSTEMS, THE SAME ONES WHO BATTERED ME IN UTAH, NOW MONTANA, LAS VEGAS, SPOKANE, SEATTLE, DURANGO, DENVER, GRAND JUNCTION, ETC., GOING FROM THE GROUD FLOOR WITH LOCAL COPS, TO SHERIFFS, TO HIGHWAY PATROL, TO FBI, TO CIA, CYBER BEATINGS FROM THE NSA, TO THE DIA SCANNING, TO THE STAFF AT THE POV! I WAS DENIED HELP, GETTING AN WET INK DOCTOR'S SIGNATURE, SO I CAN REPLACE MY STOLEN SOCIAL SECURITY CARD, SECONDS AFTER CANCELING MY WALMART MONEY CARD, TO STOP THE BLEEDING, AND THE MAINTANENCE MAN, GOT ON THE POV STAFF COMPUTER, AND A PICTURE OF A TOILET . . . TOY LET . . . SHELLEY LET, ROB ME, AND STAFF, 2 MEMBERS CAN'T REMEMBER WHO TURNED IN SOMEONE ELSE'S PAPER WORK?!!!!!! BUT I GOT ON THE BUS, NOT BELIEVING THE SYMBOLISM OF THE TOILET, AFTER CALLING THE SOCIAL WORKER, WHO SAID, THEY COULD NOT GET ME IN TO THE DOC WITHOUT HAVING EITHER SEEN HIM/HER BEFORE, OR WITH PICTURE I.D.--THAT IS THE ONLY REASON I NEED TO SEE THEM . . . THE BITCH CHICK, DOING WHAT SHE WAS TOLD, DENIED ME WHAT EVERY OTHER PERSON IN THE POV, MANY, WHO HAVE STOLEN I.D. AND CAN GET IT REPLACED IN A DAY, USING THE SAME METHODS I DO AND GET STOPPED! DISCRIMINATION, OF A TRUE, RED, WHITE AND BLUE, BLOODED AMERICAN, WHO HAS FOUGHT FOR 20 FUCKING YEARS TO KEEP THE CONSTITUTION ALIVE, AND THIS IS THE TREATMENT I GET! THIS MORNING WHILE I WAS ON THE PHONE, CANCELLING MY MONEY CARD OR TALKING TO DISPATCH OR THE COPS, I NOTICED A BOOK NEAR ME . . . "HOUSING HEROES HERE!" I AM EVERY BIT AS WAR TORN, BATTLE WEARY, AND BATTER WITH SCARS TO SHOW IT, AS THE VETS HOUSED UPSTAIRS--IN FACT, I HAVE PROBABLY FOUGHT LONGER! LOST MORE . . . OTHER THAN THE ONES WITH MISSING LIMBS . . . HAVE BEEN MUTILATED, ROBBED, POISONED, THREATENED, CHASED, CUT, ETC., FOR 4 YEARS, AND 20 YEARS MILDLY, WITH 8 BEING SUBTRACTED FOR BEING TAKEN OUT OF THE GAME, WHEN I GOT 9 FEDERAL AGENTS, PROSECUTORS AND THE MEDICAID/MEDICARE FRUAD UNIT DISBANNED, FIRED, TRANSFERED OR RETIRED--VIOLATING DOCTORS, FEDERAL STATUTORY AND CONSTITUTIONAL RIGHTS! I HAVE PAID DEARLY FOR YOUR RIGHTS! SO HAVE THE VETS! THIS WOULD HAVE BEEN A DIFFERENT COUNTRY, HAD I NOT BEEN IN IT! PERIOD . . . WHY IN THE FUCK DO YOU THINK THEY ARE ON MY ASS, 24/7? I SHOULD BE WORTH, ROUGHLY, SOMEWHERE BETWEEN $200 MILLION TO A BILLION . . . A ONE PENNY PER HIT, WITH OVER A BILLION HITS PER DAY, DO THE MATH . . . AND THAT IS ALMOST EVERY DAY, NOT WITH ONE VERSION OF MY BLOGSPOT NAME, BUT 5 ON EVERY .COM SITE FROM THE NBA TO JOANN'S FABRICS, THE TOP THREE TO FIVE, GENERALLY, AND MANY WITH 2 MILLION HITS, IN A SNAPSHOT OF 35 SECONDS . . . THEY STEAL THE MONEY, AND THEY NEED MY BACKPACK? NO, THEY WANT MY LIFE, MY WRITING, MY BLOG, THE POWER AND MONEY THAT COMES WITH THAT . . . YOU ARE HELPING THE FUCKING MOB!

Hey, You Are Suppose to Be in the Belly of The Beast!

I walked in the Poverello Center for lunch, having nothing better to do, and no money, so I can't have a birthday lunch with myself, like I planned, and low and behold, the Native chick, I thought, or guessed, was the 53 year old women, who either got murdered or mauled to death, was sitting right in front of my face!  Happy days, but that leaves, another friend, as a possible victim, Sandra, and I don't know her last name, Whitehawk, or something like that, she is from, Havre, Montana, with roots in Billings, but she floats around this state about as much as I do.  Anyway, there are tons of Native American women around these parts, that I would not know, but the homeless crowd is rather small, and many of us, recycle, in and out, so you run into each other, now and then!  But, I did notice, what I thought, was a large net, with poles, erected, around or on the one side of the St. Patrick's Providence Hospital, where the unfortunate incident happened, leading me to believe, that is really was a mountain lion attack, and the hospital was doing as all wise, businesses would do, once something like this happens, is do all in their power, for the safety of their staff and patients, plus visitors, and preventing, some homeless person from being attacked again, and that is for future liability sake, erecting whatever they could to warn, prevent, protect, and minimize, any further potential events of this magnitude and nature.  Case in point:

Mountain Lion Makes Epic Trip From British Columbia to Helena Area

Caution: You may live a healthier life by reading the Missoulian!  In the Missoulian, Outdoors, Section C, Thursday, December 17, 2015, this article appeared, and the information, is scary and alarming, given what, possible happened the other night, a female mountain lion, a 2 year old, female, traveled over 450 miles, from Canada to Helena, Montana, where it is now, as biologists, and wild life management people track, this cat, with a GPS collar on it, to trace its movements . . . could it be our cat?  My friend, who lives in the lean-to, who has a mountain lion, coming up to his front door, and stalking around his territory, although, I would not get into a land dispute with this neighbor, lol, said, he has a group of deer, that rest near his hut, out in East Missoula, along with the cat, and the family of bald eagles, who nest in the trees across the meadow from him, and with the Clark River as a backdrop, actually, was the one, who told me about this article, since I could only find, the front section on the bus, so he gave me this one, but I thought I might, take a few quotes, from the article, to alert you, that, mountain lions, in this area are a reality, as in many areas in Montana, evidenced by this cat, going from Whitefish to Great Falls, then on to Helena--we might be out of the way, but you never know!  So, here is a warning to avoid, a Close Encounter of the Worst Kind or Most Dangerous Kind!
  • In its epic road trip, the young lion regularly traveled through forested shelter belts around farms and ranches, unbeknownst to the people living there.
  • The lion was one of three lions he agency decided to collar and track after they showed up in populated areas to prey on urban deer.
  • The GPS collar sends out the cat's locations once a day.  Biologists in Canada and FWP monitor its movement online . . . as long as the cat is good for that one time a day . . . what about the other 23 hours? just my thoughts?
  • The lion reached the Continental Divide by following the Middle Fork of the Flathead River and crossing the divide near the river's headwater tributaries . . . One interesting not about the cat's eastward venture onto the plains was that she spent a fair bit of time in the forested shelter belts, close to houses!
  • "It is really common for lions to be living close to residences and go undetected."
  • . . . the lion took a big turn shouth before traveling east toward Helena and then east of the capital city.
  • Montana's lion population is estimated at 3,500 to 4,00, but that's being updated in the statewide mountain lion management plan that Kolbe is writing . . . groundbreaking research that's occured in Montana on mountain lion ecology to management. 
  • the thing that those doing the research, are finding, is that is is rare for female cats to go this far to establish their territory . . . like my daughter said, as man and beast interact, the animals are getting smarter . . . she must be a liberated cat!
  • We want to thank, the British Columbia Ministry of Forests, Lands and Natural Resources, and Montana Fish, Wildlife and Parks, for this very important information!
  • another great article in the Missoulian . . . while Missoula residents are being eaten by mountain lions . . . just kidding . . . the University of Montana mapmakers are becoming Poachers' Worst Enemies, looking at illegal Nepali tiger hunters, who are endeavoring to give park rangers a good look at their land!  Good work TEAM!  The article is found in the same section, same page as the other one.

Comment on the Ranchers and Farmers Group, Allegedly in Support of the Salish-Kootenai Water Compact . . . It Does Not Matter How Many Credible Groups Either Support or Oppose, the Compact, What Matter Is What is Constitutional or Not!

  • the water compact, violates the United States Constitution, treaty clause . . . states can't have compacts, alliances or agreements with the Indians!

    • the water compact violates the Montana State Constitution . . . Montanans own all waters in the state, ground water, surface water, spring water, and stream water!

      • it violates the Montana State Code--all water rights were to be called in and recorded with the 11 counties affected by the Flathead Irrigation District, including Indians, the BIA, the United States agencies representing Indians

        • it violates the Hellgate Treaty of 1855 . . . the Indians ceded their lands, in exchange for peace, money, housing, and the "use and benefit" of the water, with access to all historic fishing holes

          • a water right, for anyone, is "the use and benefit" of the water, is you don't use it, you lose it! the Indians, have never quantified their water usage!

            • to have a well ordered society . . . we have to have common and accepted laws!

              • /s/bad ass con law chick!  

Wednesday, December 16, 2015

CHRISTMAS STAR WISH LIST--A LAWYER'S REDEMPTION--A GOOD MAN IS NOT WITHOUT SIN--THIS IS ABOUT RIGHT AND WRONG--NO THIS IS ABOUT THE ELECTION . . . BEFORE & AFTER. FESTIVE FRENZY, BE DAZZLING . . . T-SHIRT, MARILYN MONROE WITH THE SHIT BEAT OUT OF HER--BLACK EYE, STITCHES, FRAZZLED! I TRUST MY PLASTIC SURGEON--BILLBOARD, I-93, LEAVING MISSOULA--BOYFRIEND DOESN'T WANT GIRLFRIEND TO GET FAKE BOOBS, PLUSES AND MINUSES. SLUGGISH VICTORY--MAGIC FILM WORKS: (1) PLAIN DIRTY + (2) BEYOND A REASONABLE DOUBT + (3) MALICE + (4) THICK AS THIEVES + (5) THE CONFESSION WITH ALEC BALDWIN AND BEN KINGSLEY . . . "A GOOD MAN, IS NOT A PERFECT MAN, BUT HE EXPIATES HIS SINS . . . GOD'S LAW--BEST LAWYER IN THE WORLD CAN'T CUT YOU A DEAL . . . ALL OF US SHOULD BE PREPARED TO PAY FOR OUR SINS AND CRIMES!" OUT POST UNLIMITED. "IF SOMEONE WANTS TO TELL THE TRUTH, IS TO SAY SOMEONE IS INSANE, BECAUSE THEY WANT TO TAKE RESPONSIBILITY." "IF HE TELLS THE TRUTH, HE MUST BE CRAZY. BY TELLING THE TRUTH, HE PROVES HE IS INSANE." ONE MAN HAS A CONSCIENCE, THE OTHER HAS NONE . . . "GENERALLY, A LAWYER TEACHES A CLIENT A THING OR TWO ABOUT THE LAW, AS A CASE PROCEEDS . . . IN THIS CASE, IT IS THE CLIENT WHO TEACHES THE ATTORNEY!" (CLOSING ARGUMENTS) "IT IS THE ONE THING, I COULD NOT PUT BEHIND ME." NICE . . . THE BIRTH OF A CONSCIENCE IS A BEAUTIFUL THING--ESPECIALLY IN AN ATTORNEY! LOL! AMAZING FILM, GOOD LIFE LEARNING. THESE ARE ALL "TRUE CRIME" STORIES OR BASED ON TRUE EVENTS! GOOD STUFF--ART IMITATES LIFE, NOT LIFE IMITATING ART. ALMOST ALL MOVIES, ARE BASED, SOMEWHAT ON TRUE EVENTS, UNLESS THEY ARE SCI-FY! STAR WARS OR SOMETHING LIKE THAT. MANY PEOPLE HAVE TOLD ME TO GIVE UP THE LAW, AND WRITE A BOOK . . . ALL 750+ BLOGS ARE MY STORY, COMPLICATED, LAYERED, COMPLEX, FULL OF PARADOXES, TWISTS, TURNS, INTRIGUE, LIVES MIXING WITH LIVES, INTRICATE MORAL DELIMNAS, UNLESS YOU HAVE WELL ESTABLISHED MORAL PRINCIPLES ALREADY IN PLACE TO GUIDE YOU. MANY BELIEVE THAT I WOULD HAVE TO CLASSIFY MY STORY AS FICTION, BECAUSE, PEOPLE WOULD NOT BELIEVE ALL THAT HAS HAPPENED TO ME . . . BUT, FACT IS TRULY, STRANGER THAN FICTION! SYNOPSIS OF THE MOVIES--YOU DO THE MATH. IT IS SAD, THAT EVERY "TRUE CRIME" EPISODE OR MOVIE BASED ON REAL EVENTS, HITS HOME . . . THE SNAKES OF MEDUSA TO EXPLAIN WHAT HAPPENED! ENJOY!

Dear Abby, Ann Landers, Jeanne--My Boyfriend Doesn't Want Me to Get Breast Implants--What Do You Think?

My suggestion is, if you are dealing with cops--GET THEM!  LOL!  If you are dealing with normal men, I have found in my experience, and a ton of it, generally, all the guys, I dated, told me the same thing that, this man, told his girlfriend--NO!--not that I ever considered it!  I even had guys tell me that, if I got one, which I never thought of, and they just mentioned, because of past experience with women, they had been with, who did get a boob job, and, again, remember, this was 20 years ago, and I am sure, that rather than hardened, silicon balls in your chest, that have to be crushed between your hands every once in a while, to soften them, the new, boobs, some made up of fatty tissue from other parts of a woman's body, much softer, more real and safer, not injecting foreign matters into your body, then, it all boils down to the reason, you are doing it. 

As, the girl or young woman mentioned, she is not doing it to get attention, or to be stared at, but, to give her more confidence, to feel better about her body, and to fit in her clothes better.  All legitimate reasons, to become a silicon Barbie . . . being sarcastic, and I am proud of the guy, loving you, just the way you are, that is the characteristic of a real man, loves your soul, not your boobs . . . I have never seen a boob job, or plastic surgery ever save or make a relationship, and it is a fool, to believe that it will.  There may be momentary pleasure, increased pride in being who you are, or who you are with, but are you doing it for the acclaim or admiration of others, or for a man, to have your wife, looked at more by your buddies?  Because, in my experience, I have found, that plastic surgery or implants, have changed the way a woman feels about herself, and she has enjoyed that feeling with more than her husband or her boyfriend.  Be careful, what you wish for, because, now days, as I have heard, in 75% of the cases, it is the women who wants the divorce now days, and a boob job, can, sometimes give her the confidence she needs to can your sorry ass!

Detaching from the Real Person . . . Something Foreign, Not Them!

For some reason, I have found, that, for some odd reason, at least with the women, I have, somewhat, interacted with, other than ones, who really did, do it, for the right reasons, and there are, totally legitimate reasons for the enhancement . . . although, many a sexy actress, is flat chested, because, sexy is smart, sexy is beautiful, sexy is in some one's attitude, and sometimes it is in how you make your partner feel about himself that makes you sexy to him, and hopefully him alone.  Many a man, marries for their buddies approval, rather than what makes them happy--men are visually stimulated, but do you want every guy stimulated--stiffer competition.  It is said that a woman is a man's glory, but only if there is something to admire, besides, just a good body, or nice boobs, but, I have found that women, tend to disassociate with their boobs, as something separate and aside or disconnected with their bodies--seeing the boobs as somewhat different, purchased, added, not attached.  By way of example, almost every woman, who got a boob job, wanted me to touch them, see them, feel them . . . like I give a rat's ass . . . a man might enjoy that job, but not me!  LOL!  

I even had one of my students, up at the University of Utah, in my family law class, come up to me after class, and whip up her shirt to show me her newly acquired boobs!  I was shocked, there were still guys students, leaving class, and so you need to integrate them, into you, as part of you, as being necessary for your happiness, and something that, is really needed, and I have seen cases, where someone got in awesome shape, lost all their body fat, and that included their boobs!  Being too fit, is almost not female . . . double the body fat, and a woman stops having a period, after she loses too many percentage points of body fat!  I know, that many big breasted women, have gotten breast reductions, because, men, have literally come up to them and said, so how are the girls, and only looked at her breasts as he spoke to her . . . she got them reduced, and said for the first time in her life, she felt like a real person!  She loved being flat!  

Pychosybrinetics . . . The Psychological Factor

Back when I was first married, in 1974, there was a popular book out on plastic surgery, written by a surgeon, who said, that people will grow up with a nose, they don't like, or a weak chin, or boobs, for that matter, and they live, breath and die, to get something done about that part of them, that has bothered them from birth.  But, often, when they do, get the changed, nose, chin, or boobs, they are still themselves, still have the same hang-ups, issues, challenges, and now they are looking in the mirror at a person they don't recognize, making it all even worse.  So, you better not expect, that this new confident person is going to magically pop out of the hat, and appear a new happier being, or you will be sadly wrong and may lead you into depression.  Studies on suicide have shown, that the highest chances of suicide are generally connected to someone getting that new boat, or house, dream car, or new body . . . but, those things, don't bring about happiness, and may lead to debt, expenses, and the newly acquired item or body part, may become a noose of debt around your neck.  And remember, wherever you go, there you are!

The Placebo Effect

I did, however, see a huge, jump in confidence, in my government doubles, being endowed, anointed, or assigned, my education, law degree, experience, name, kids, etc.  That is why, investing in yourself, is where to put your money, time, hopes and dreams.  Real estate prices go up and down, stocks and bonds, up and down, gold and silver investments, up and down, but if you invest in education, adventure, talents, skills, your real estate only goes up, and that is where the real value comes from.  Once, I was going to a college library and happened to get their hours early, not knowing exactly what time it opened, and some young Hispanic man, with a very pocked face, from acne, but very handsome, was sitting waiting for the library to open also, and he told me of his background and what college did for him.  He had been a construction worker, and nothing wrong with that, other than the body is shot, by the time you are in your forties, so a back up plan is needed . . . but he and his wife, a hair stylist and nail girl, pedicurist, made great money, they lived in a nice house, he had a rockin' bad ass truck, but they felt like something was missing in their lives.  

Both of them, the first in their families to go to college, decided to get an education, trash all their material possessions and go to school, and he said, that one semester of college, did more for his confidence and self-esteem, than all the material possessions ever did.  Music to my ears, because, I love educations . . . and had I made my money I should have, off my cases, I would have set up educational foundations, and paid first for my children, who got robbed, somewhat, being denied, my help, due to the greed, lies and thefts of others, who wanted to steal, what I had, but did it through the money, but, I would pay for them to go as long and as far as they wanted, in college, because, I dig smart people, and, smart people, learn to handle, almost any situation, no matter how hard, bad, and challenging, and they have the knowledge, skills, brains, to survive!  Take that $5,000 to $20,000 and invest it in YOU! your core being, in being your best you, internally!  Your boyfriend, doesn't want a fake chick for a girlfriend . . . be careful, that is core deep!

Film Magic Works . . . Schmuck!

Let me tell you, this set of films, most of them, from the early 90's, were all great, and really hit home for me. I started practicing law, at about that same time, or in 1993, I graduated from law school, so right in the middle of I would say, a very corrupt, time period in our nation, in our legal system, our political system, in our working environments, and in our social structure, to the point of a moral crisis.  And you will see this, come out in each one of these films, kind of the idea, that, if you can get away with it, that is okay, the shame is in getting caught, not in doing the crime, or being unethical, or breaking the law, even if you were a cop, or a prosecutor or a judge.  In the movie, Plain Dirty and Beyond a Reasonable Doubt, murders are committed, to further, personal freedom, or to further a career, or to get freedom from a spouse that is not wanted, free someone to love again, and the killings are done with such, callousness, it is, not much more to these people than to make a peanut butter and jam sandwich, as Nancy Grace would say.

In Plain Dirty, the wife is having an affair with a very rich man in the community, and she is like trailer trash, married to white trash, who is abusive to her, after he finds out, of the affair, chains her to him at night, and has his friend, watch her during the day, while he is off, trying to make a living growing and selling marijuana, who eventually, colludes with her to kill the husband . . . she wants freedom from the guy, and I don't blame her, and could relate, not in physical abuse, but, in having married the mob, who has access to all police powers and programs, surveillance, up to and including the NSA, knows where I am, kills whom I am with, and feels perfectly fine, to use other women to hurt me, by making them me, literally, stealing my family, vying for my children's love and attention, creating and orchestrating situations, that keep me from them, like taking my houses, or hurting any chance of being happy with anyone, or having my career back, etc.  But, she also is a romantic, believes, in dreams, signs, fortune telling, and the mythical mysteries of life, and in someone freeing her from her captive, abusive husband.  The local witch tells her, that her dream lover will come to her door and take her away, and they will live happily ever after.  That ends up, with the rich guy being framed for the murder of the husband, and the wife and her body guard, getting together, as if, being plain dirty, is just okay if you can get away with it, and love, makes in all okay?

Corrupt DA, 17 Straight Convictions, Running for Governor . . . Using Doctored and Manufactured DNA to Win Cases!

These are based on real cases!  Sometimes when watching these, I drift off into, this is nice, but it doesn't happen in real life . . . and I even lived it, and this case was so close to my $56.7 million corruption case, against Iron County, cops, sheriffs, county attorney, judges, DCFS, that in, its simplicity, it was shocking how close it was, to that civil rights case and to another case, where the cops and prosecutors, took all self authenticating evidence off, a series of 30 pictures, taking two incidents, blending them into one, big incident and then charging my client with attempted homicide, when he didn't do a damned thing, other than keep a crazy bitch, black widow, out of the house, he never wanted in his house in the first place!  I was given one set of facts from the prior attorney, a simple, cutter case, with three stitches, and easy case, and while the jury is impaneled and waiting for the trial to begin . . . my private investigator, I believe working with the prosecutors and cops, to may me look like a shitty attorney, I was not, leaned over to me, and said, oh, did you know there were 30 pictures of the crime scene?  No, and I leaned over to the prosecutors, who are to turn over all exculpatory or all evidence to me, the criminal defense attorney, prior to trial, and I am looking at a totally different case, that was so far beyond, what the facts that I got were!  It was a set up . . . but, I eventually took my client from attempted homicide charges, looking at 45 years in prison with gun enhancements, marijuana and paraphernalia, and got him off, on three years probation!

After a suppression hearing on the evidence, the guns, dropping 30 years, with 10 years enhancements, mandatory, for the three, inoperable old collector's guns, the cops seized, in an illegal search of the house without a warrant, as is the general rule, unless there is exigent circumstances, which were not present, and the trial, I got 6 charges down to 2, but those two, still carried with them, 15 years in prison!  During the trial, I heard my alleged, private investigator, whispering to cops, during jury deliberations, after the set up, sting op, on the case, at about 12 midnight, being held until 1:00 A.M. after starting with jury selection at 8:00 A.M., and a Halloween Party going on at my house that night, say, to the bailiffs, and cops in attendance, once a cop, always a cop . . . loyalties, where totally with the other side!  I fired this P.I. and hired another P.I., both had been cops for about 20 years, retired and started being private investigators . . . neither former cop would do what I told them to do, so, I did it myself!  I went around, interviewed witnesses, took blood samples, for DNA testing, and wrote a 28 page briefs of my theory of the case, once I had time to think about it, knowing the full extend of the bogus file that I got, prior to the trial.  I handed a copy to my client prior to sentencing and he said, what is that . . . the brief that is going to get you off all charges and get you out of jail!  I don't think he believed me?

I Got 14!  14 Years is Not Bad . . . No, 14 Days!

I walked into court that morning, knowing full well, that an innocent man, had been held in jail for one year, better than the 27 or so, some inmates are, ready to lay it all on the line . . . I opened the sentencing statements, with . . . oh, first, a funny sideline to the hearing, the college, brought a bunch of students from an evidence class at the college, to show off, who good the prosecutors were, taking both me and my client out of the game . . . set a trap or snare for someone and you will fall in it yourself!  LOL, but, I just stood up, having delivered my brief, and theory of the alleged crimes, to the prosecutors and judge, the day before, and said, Your Honor . . . the cops, didn't do their job, so the prosecutors could not do their job, so I could not do my job; therefore, the jury could not do its job . . . so, it is up to you, your Honor, to straighten out this mess!  All four prosecutors in court that day, had their heads bowed, same with the cops, and the students, were rushed out of the courtroom ASAP!  LOL!  

The judge closed his eyes, and didn't speak, and I could tell, that he didn't want to let my client go, but, he knew that I was right, starting with the doctored evidence, the 30 fucked up pictures without dates and times, given to me in the order the prosecutors used to tell their bogus story, the two merged incidents of the black widow, going to the hospital, with a cop picking her up once, and her brother picking her up the second time, when she fell in barbwire, cutting the shit out of her--getting a nasty gash on her head, and cuts all over her legs, she said, were defensive wounds, while she was laying on the ground, fighting my client off, having blamed her drunken stupor, and fall, on my client, who was in jail at the time, so they merged, the two events into one, and charged my client with attempted homicide for the huge ass number of stitches, this bitch got, by being drunk, having a grand maul seizure, and tripping on the barbwire! I told, my P.I. to take a picture of, months before, and he didn't, but I remembered it, from going to my client's house, when one of his cell mates, tried to give me Allan's house, in exchange for taking his case, thinking Allan was going to be a lifer, and had no chance of getting released from jail, and looking at the rest of his life in prison!

In the 5 year period, that me and my other clients, from the same county, looked back, at the win/lose record of the Iron County Prosecutor's Office, we saw 0 win for the defendant, and 100% wins for the prosecution . . . Salt Lake, killer criminal defense attorneys--Ron Yengich and Jason Shots to name two, who ventured back, after I sued, could not win a case in the county, I sued for $56.7 million!  After I sued on the civil rights case, bad asses, from Salt Lake, started to take cases again in the county, because, things were getting straightened out!  But, just like in the movie, as the two young journalists, tried to expose the DA or district attorney, head prosecutor, who everyone thought was so good, and could not lose a case, played by Michael Douglas, winning 17 straight, try 5 years . . . no corruption here, no fixed evidence, no plain dirty here! yeah, right! but, the lead detective, would look at the evidence, and if it was lacking, he would find, DNA proof, and doctor the crime scene photos by adding the newly acquired evidence, after the fact . . . photo shop!  

The DNA evidence was the only evidence linking the accused to the crime!  The lead detective, also became the henchman for the DA, and if someone was ready to expose his case fixing, so he could run for governor, looking tough on crime, he would take them out, like he did to the journalist, who took the pictures of the staged involvement in the case, with the other journalist, setting up the DA, so he could expose the corruption, and the cop hit man, would kill the opposition . . . I have 26 people, I am aware of, who are fucking DEAD in connection to my cases . . . and I am sure there are more, as time has gone on!  Later the girlfriend, assistant DA, starts poking around, and finds, that, her in prison, boyfriend journalist, is right, she goes to computer experts, as they confirm that a cigarette butt, allegedly at the murder scene, was in fact, taken, later at the interrogation room, and then, placed at the murder scene, for DNA proof, and conviction, connecting the causal link between the dead woman and the alleged defendant!  

In my case, the doctored evidence was much easier to do, and the cops and prosecutors, to add the two events together, just, took off the necessary, evidence of dates and times, of when the photos were taken, and took them out, and then arranged the pictures in the order, that matched their story or theory, but, it really didn't . . . the chain of photos, didn't make sense and that is what, first started to make me, see what was going on, after the judge allowed the 30 doctored photos in as evidence, against all the rules of evidence . . . what do the rules matter? shit!  But, the blood patterns didn't match their line of reasoning, nor telling of the events of that, one alleged evening!  The show for the college class didn't go down like the prosecutors wanted!  They looked like the shits they were and probably still are!  LOL!  In the movie, however, the girlfriend, looking at the photos closer, realizes that her boyfriend's journalism award, and his hidden witness, is the same person, as the newly murdered woman, and he did it.  And, just like I would do, she turns on her murderous partner, and turns him into police . . . he looks shocked, like he was worth more than the female prostitute he murdered to catch the DA!  My kind of prosecutor, FAVORS FOR NONE, JUSTICE FOR ALL!

MALICE--I AM GOD!

I can relate to this one too . . . previous lovers, collude to defraud, both the husband, through cheating, and the insurance company, when, old high school chum, doctor--Alec Baldwin, meets up with professor buddy, married to Nicole Kidman, and through, a scam, of fake fertility problems, doctor visits, claims of pregnancy and medical malpractice, the pair, plan to get $20 million, and take the money, and ditch the husband, who loves her.  The part, I love best, and one that fits here, in my case, is Kay and Brett, the little lovers, had eyes on just getting rid of me, making Kay me, which they did, dead or alive, let her have the advantage of my resume, SOOOOO much better than hers, giver her a get in free card to any government job, like with the FBI or CIA, on a national level, where I should have been without being poisoned, 5 years before that, and also, using this fabricated family, taking my red-haired son's music, bringing Shelley's bastard, Isaac, who could be, a genetic mix of Kay and Brett, or Shelley and Brett, that was was probably real, mix and match, to defraud, sabotage my son's band, that Brett knew was good, probably had been stealing his stuff long before, lead singer, Blake Donner was murdered, in the Death Cave incident . . . don't worry, murder, okay, if love is there, two Bonnie and Clydes, or multiples all over the place, love, drugs, sex and rockin' roll, justice, NAH!  But, the funny thing is, these two or more shits, think they are too cool, too smart, too beautiful, too charming to get caught . . . and just like in the movie, they play the husband for a fool, and Nicole Kidman, tells her husband, that he is playing in a league he doesn't even understand and catch deal with, so just drop it.

The big difference in this case and my case, is there is a female detective, who actually does her job, and doesn't determine who she will defend and go after, depending on who she wants to sleep with best! . . . she is all about, business and goes against the fucking bad guys, you goddamned fucked up stupid boob crazed, fucked up Cops! prosecutors, FBI, CIA--so, I am not in Kay's and Brett's league, fuck, it took that faggot Brett, 6 women or more, to make ME! and all you clowns, and I single handed, took your sorry asses down--just like the chump husband!  LOL!  Look at MY goddamned resume, you shits, you pathetic dicks, you loser fucks!  God! Who should be the GODS?  God's Revolver, and the mother who birthed him, plus, a Goddess in her own fucking RIGHT!  FBI, the untouchables, like the scene form the movie . . . Nail'em, you dumb shits! There is NOTHING OF MERIT either of these pigs did, nor all of them, other than steal what was NOT THEIRS! and the only thing good about them, was ME, other than become ME or make another band, MY SONS band!  The only explanation, is fucking dirty ass players, in the cops, prosecutors, judges, legislators, clients, and whomever the fuck, they bribed! BRIBERY was the only thing they did good, and murder, or and robbery . . . fucking NICE, LAW ENFORCEMENT?  GOD ALL MIGHTY . . . YOU FUCKING NEED A YEAR OF MERCY, MERCYf!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1

Favors for All Cops, Justice For NO VICTIMS!

WATCH THE FUCKING FILMS . . . PERHAPS YOU WILL SEE YOURSELVES, YOUR BOSSES, YOUR GODS!  HA!

CLUSTER FUCK OF CIA, FBI, COP, PROSECUTOR, JUDGE, LEGISLATIVE, STATE AND FEDERAL CLOWNS!

YOU HAVE to KNOW, YOU ARE DEFENDING SERIAL KILLERS!