In another State (and time), a
ordered some scared retard (like
me but I'm not necessarily easily scared....conditioned is
word for me)....anyway the guard ordered him out of the infirmary
cell. We were in the area where it's referred to as
"INTAKE". We are told the injections and testing is to make
humans don't possess any invisible diseases which would
hinder our being safely dispersed into the general prisoner
population. Which begs the question, have jails in such abundance
profited or hurt our Nation? Can we afford it?
stay on this path without deviation, will there come a time when the
credit card is drained dry?
Anyway the retard across from
me was crying and balled
up on the small metal "bed" that jutted out from the rear of his
cell. He was a young small guy, it was hard not to feel sorry for
situation (as I wondered if he were not making a monumental mistake by
obey the commands of the belligerent officer).
I was across from the retard
and about 16 or 20 feet in all from his cell. I knew what
was going to happen all right. The guard didn't seem to care that he
mentally challenged, after shouting at the kid profusely, he left the
sobbing kid to only re-emerge later in a
full-padded, almost armored-looking black suit, gloves, high boots,
shielded helmet, and not just him alone either!
Men arrived, literally
single file. I can't remember if it were the left, or right
hand, that each man had placed on the shoulder of the man in front
of him as they marched with a rhythmic purposeful stomp. It was bizarre
as the lead guard held the clear 3 foot shield
in front of him.... all those men for one little stripped and unarmed
Which begs the question, which party does the greater sin?
The boy in whatever he did? Or the normal people, those good
When I tell you they beat the hell out of him, it really doesn't do the kid too much justice, so let me elaborate:
They beat and tazered this kid
so hard and so
many times that they completely disemboweled
the crying defenseless kid right there on
the infirmary's cell block floor. With the kid's guts hanging out, and
guards unable to hide it from the two nurses, they began to play that
typical "stop resisting" chorus. One of the nurses gave up
and walked away stating " I can't watch this anymore " and left holding
her hand over her mouth.
I'm relatively certain the kid didn't live. You will obey.
This is normal?
Later, when I made it into "population", I learned of the particular guard that orchestrated the hit. He wasn't a common jailer, he was something like a Corporal or Sergent...something with a higher title. One day he was passing through overseeing the trustees as they gave the inmates meals. I tried to find out if the kid lived. The killer answered curtly, "What's it to you?", he walked up to my cell closer. "Do you know him or something? Mind your own f$#@! business or it could happen to you, got it?!". And just as any brave American, I meekly said "yes", "I got it". We all are defeated in my opinion. Not one of us brave citizens actively did something to stop the murder of kids even of those that are publicized (waco, ruby ridge, kent state...oops, not kent state...i.e. What is the S.D.A. / Weathermen Underground? Kids were our last hope in the 60's until the big influx of drugs to dumb them all down, peppered with the hush money of greater welfare and more jobs (to build more prisons and jails).
Is this normal?
At "concepts 21" in Georgia my apartment roof and ceiling fell in.
In Dallas Texas, my room was
the only room of an apartment building that had the roof fall through.
In Florida, the roof and ceiling fell in, F.E.M.A. and family luckily helped me out of that one.
In Ohio, at the Crow Residence, the ceiling fell (numerous times).
Which is why I feel compelled to now ask the question: Is it normal to have this many ceilings and roofs fall in on one person? I don't think so...
One time I was taken at gunpoint while driving through Kentucky. Who does this stuff? Criminals do things at gunpoint. I don't remember Officer Friedly's name but I am led to believe that my God might. So while driving through Kentucky, I'm forced at gunpoint to lay down on the ground face first. Who does this!? Not even the hoodlums and gang members of skid row L.A. do this crap by forcing us into this submission; ESPECIALLY in light of the fact that the only person actively holding a pointed loaded gun and threatening to kill is the guy with a job that programs him to defer his better ethics (and let's not even think about bringing in religion for godsake).
I think the charge was due to a problem with the license plate of the vehicle, and nothing more.
They control the records so it's weakly hoped they don't embellish the records for some "necessary" reason.
Horse Cave Jail personnel equally appeared to be taking excessive caution around me. At first they put me into an isolated cell that had a see-through toilet and no cot. Later some government people came on separate occassions to see me. Eventually I was admitted into inmate population. At one point I was demanded by a guard to rat out another inmate there. The guard threatened to smash my head in. It just happened to be one of my more braver moments in life as I shouted within inches of him, DO IT!, and even went so far as to dare him. Fact is though, I didn't care. My head was already bashed in, by the guy they wanted me to rat against....I never did rat against him though.
I was told to have a seat where they asked me questions of whether or not I had ever owned a van (I think it was white) between some number of years. They showed me a picture of the suspect they presumed was me. When I saw the picture, I honestly wondered if it could be me. Involuntarily I did something that surprised them (and me in retrospect), I slowly rose from the table with the photo in hand and walked away leaving the two agents to look at each-other as I walked to the bathroom in the holding cell (which had a door and walls all around with the exception of the one wall which was see-through). Inside, I looked at me in the polished metal mirror. I looked at the photo. I looked back at me, and then I held the photo up to the mirror with my face side-by-side the photo when suddenly it hit me.
I re-emerged exclaiming,
Somehow these FBI guys were led to believe I was some sort of a Timothy McVeigh, or some other sort of killer. Or maybe they were just planning their next patsy. They brought up the name of a woman in Tennessee who owned the Owl's Roost RV Campground, and asked questions about involvement in criminal activities I wasn't privy of. I was clueless as to what could make them so interested in me, surely I wasn't that huge of a problem on the planet. Of the period they were inquiring about, I related to them that at one point a Tennessee Sheriff had tried to convince a park friend to sell Pot to me, but I did not perform well (I didn't buy it, nor was I the person that proposed any such transaction. Apparently the entire action was brought to you by the "good guys"). I went on to state how I wrote a politely flaming letter to the sheriff that orchestrated the aggressive attempt against me (for no reason that I am aware of). I told of another incident when later an officer "conducted a traffic stop" of my dump truck, and forced myself and the worker passenger out of the vehicle, where the officer brought up the issue of the letter, and that it had been placed on the police station's bulletin board; he stated that the officers found it humorous. I could detail more of what happened during that unlawful stop of my traveling vessel, but can think of no good reason to do so at this point in time. Needless to say I was eventually released, late for a job, but without any "ticket".
So anyway, back to the Kentucky Jail issue, after having answered more questions, one of the agents expressed that they didn't think the man they were looking for was me, but inquired as to whether or not I would be willing to provide hair samples. I replied "of course I will". That day never came though. I was already released from the confines of the jail and now walking with blisters on my feet, step-by-step I walked clean out of the state of Kentucky, a common-wealth state that didn't want my type there (whatever that type was). This incident in Kentucky would lead to my later shaving every folicle from my body, packing a manilla envelope addressed to the FBI hoping to satisfy the FBI and stop the uncalled for persecution.
Pill-popping addict ex-cop neighbor shoots at my house stating he is going to shoot me (because I stacked some concrete block next to my garage on my own property. The fact that I stored the concrete block was somehow the tipping point from the day before when he threatened me because I woke him up with my lawnmower; it was like 2pm!). So the ex-cop refuses to come out of his house when the police arrive. They surround the ex-cop's home on the corner in Port Richey and even had a helicopter overhead to coax the freak out of his house. ***This is a good story and I will stop back to add more to this later....synopsis: while the addict cop is in his home with weapons, one of which he already discharged, what do the "good guys" do? Well it seems quite rational to call me out of my house and have me wait in front of his house in the dead-center of the road! When the cop finally comes out, he is permitted to sit in a lawn chair on his lawn while I'm forced to stand in the middle of the road...naturally the devilish judgmental cop is not charged whatsoever. When I entered the police station to file charges, I'm discouraged and basically denied.
Still waving your flag? The game has changed with this system in place in our Nation (read revelations and see what direction we're nigh to, and please stop rationalizing that you are living your life as best you can....any criminal and crackhead on the planet is also doing that tough task).
As an apology to the reader: Don't presume I hate the police. In general they are not hated and deserve to receive tips when they do work that is honest and good (yes, I've definitely broken that law that restricts our being able to directly tip the police for their outstanding work, with cash and more). If you want to instill good into a society or a sect, rewarding good, is good.
But I cannot help but to be a bit upset when I recollect the myriad of incidents of my life in which the "system" simply got away with murder (and none of our Nation's heros evened the score, even when they were killing kids at Waco, Ruby Ridge...well that about sums it up on your minds, it's all the media you are allowed to hear, slanted as that "news" may have been, not one of us left our comfort zone to save even children). "Our" present form of government would have us believe it is a sin to tip a cop when he's shown good worth. This is to sever our relations to the police (which are of US). The divide and conquer tactic has always worked so well throughout all of our planet's history, why stop now? Only thing is, it has usually been throughout history that the threat was of an external force. After all, why would we be indoctrinated to believe it is forbidden to tip a cop when we are free to do so in any other sect? We are not criminal to tip any average other citizen (including waitresses, pizza delivery guys, roofers, street peddlers, politicians, etc.).
As a parent to the child, so is a government over its masses.
If the parent is a total censored word, what of the child? And likewise, if the government is increasingly lying, killing, incarcerating, dividing, squelching and eradicating any form of creativity and competition in the marketplace, and in the political arena, added to the manipulation of social opinion, etc; then what of its masses? - to quote me
Not only can we do better than this. I would think it's fast approaching crash-course time : http://usdebtclock.org
During my generation, children were fed PROGRAMMING geared toward making children to want to smoke. And as the futures of the next cash-crop generation grew, they learned that to quit crack would be easier.
The programming I will always remember even into dementia (or whatever direction I happen to melt away in) is that of Barney Rubble and Fred Flinstone behind a rock house smoking the smooth Winston. Sexy Betty and Wilma also demanded to enjoy the cigarette. The next generation above me was programmed with a grown-up version of PROGRAMMING that pushed cigarettes. Even parents were fooled when they were told that 9 out of 10 doctors smoked, and preferred this cigarette or that cigarette. They even had programming that depicted a panel of "scientists", each with a cigarette in hand, while another "scientist" in a white suit was checking the oil lighter to keep all those scientists with plenty of lit cigarettes. Yes, they said, It was safe and good, just like fluoride in your water (a byproduct of a disasterous bomb), and did you know we were the first test population of microwave ovens? Fact is you can overlay the graph of increasing cancers of the stomach and colon to the graph of the induction of microwaves to society (apparently changing the molecular structure of the foodstuffs build up in your inards as the body doesn't know how to assimilate it and voila! Health Insurance).
* To be clear, I challenge the Court to show the community how they sent more than this solitary "final" notice to me. It is a blatant lie. This "final notice" received by me this April of 2018, is the ONLY notice I've received from the Court.
As for the unjustified claim for money, when the court
failed to abide
by the law, as my appeal
to the appellate was submitted to the appellate at pre-trial of a lower
court judge's decision to deny video evidence: mp4 mov avi
including rental receipts that would show the court that they were allowing a fictitious lease to be entered into the Court Record to be used against an innocent party that wasn't even the tenant during the time in which damages occurred at the property, for starters.
Instead the wasteful Appellate simply ignored the 60(b) motion and the lower court rushed right on to trial ushering an elderly innocent person through the trial unrepresented.
If the Appellate was rightfully due the money they demand, then how is it that not only did the appellate fail it's claim to legal authority to operate the business of overseeing a 60(b) motion prior to a Trial, but also after not stopping the lower court's unjust denial of evidence until a determination was made by the Appellate, rather the Appellate would bother to return a mock decision until 5 MONTHS after the "legal" Trial concluded. Was it that difficult to determine whether ANY of the myriad of evidences ought to be allowed in a Court of Law? If the Court no longer serves the interest of the People, then how can we continue to finance this waste? http://usdebtclock.org
Antagonistically, the failure of the appellate to not move on the 60(b) appeal until FIVE MONTHS AFTER THE TRIAL WHICH WAS MANY MONTHS AFTER the appeal was submitted to them, went on to finally agree that a Florida-domiciled woman (my mother) that was tricked by the political corporate judiciary's co-agent (the paid attorney that took the money to represent her and after a backroom meeting with the judge and opposing attorney emerged to inform her that she was magically without an attorney and without her money), stating that my mother us liable for being the "cause" for "damages" to a property in Clark County Ohio. More can be read on the court's own Court Record. Or you can read the facts free of redacted evidences on My site.
As for the claim for money they say I owe them. It's contained on their tagcpm website that clearly shows my claim to indigence, and acceptance as seen on their own court record.
So if they violated the law of the land, how is it they still walk freely? Where is our Nation's Military who also took vows to uphold the Constitution? Oh yeah, conveniently displaced over in Iraq, Iran, Afghanistan, Libya, Kuwait, ad nauseaum and infinitum umpteen years after "Mission Accomplished" (and now we are in a never-ending war with the rest of the world).
Notice the plutocrats have referred to this "law" as Civil Asset Forfeiture, which is to imply that the civilians forfeited their assets (as opposed to being robbed of their property and are precariously not safe in their property or persons). We see this quite often with this form of government, don't we? Rather than being honest, good, giving, empathetic, creative, etc. we have the killers, motivated by the lust for position, fame, and money telling us that there is a "war to end all wars" (and then we get more wars), or they tell us about the "war against crime" (and then the crime-rate goes up), or that alcohol is bad (prohibition) and then they make themselves the seller of the same, or that gambling is illegal only to become the seller of gambling "licenses", imagine how many families have been ruined, murdered, incarcerated, defamed during the war against marijuana (and now they sell those licenses for the very drug they demonized), they tell us of the need to increase taxes (which is taking) for the war against drugs (and then our nation becomes saturated with foreign heroine and other foreign drugs; and media programming keeps us all aloof at the real question: Doesn't it take ships and planes and an orchestrated effort to bring in enough drugs to saturate an entire nation? Who has authority to give Customs a stand-down? Who has that much manpower at their disposal?), we hear of the war against poverty and the war for peace. Now they use phraseology such as Civil (civil?) Asset Forfeiture (forfeit?). What is organized crime? There is something written in the now-eviscerated constitution referencing taxation and apportionment. Who's the criminals now?
Also, notice the magic trick contained in the video above....media tells you to look at the police as the disgraceful entity (and nothing more). Instinctively we should know to look at the magician's other hand, the hand that hides the root of the problem. Do remember, the police are told to do this by another entity. The police are only guilty of doing evil by sheer reason that someone else told them to do it. They are complicit at very best, but they are not the root of the problem.
Blaming the police is like blaming the cancer, not that which gave you the cancer. Notice how the media in the video above has shown a stereotypical view of all police to us, with their final closure in the video, the words: "Policing for Profit, Gang of Thieves, Cops Gone Wild" (*as if EVERY cop is guilty of having partook in this type of looting simultaneously, and as if they are doing it of their own accord).