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Our Story
« on: November 02, 2006, 04:48:07 PM »
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  • This is a story I may have posted in part before, but it is a good example of how evil is converting people into "conspiracy theorists" one at a time.  I have a similar story, though not nearly as bad as this one.  I would like to see others put their story on this thread or another, as a witness to why we are "conspiracy theorists".  I'll bet you those who think we are nuts now wouldn't if they only knew Our Story.

    Author Kevin Curtis's story parallel's my own, and as
    one person stated, "The Mafia Runs the Government."
    Kevin's story, and many others, seem to prove it. In
    Communist Russia, the same was true. Mafia and
    connected families ran the Government.

    Imprisoned former police officer, Patrick Swiney's
    story of judicial corruption was moving because he was
    victimized in the same county where my youngest son
    was said to have "blown his brains out" with a
    shot-gun, in 1998: Baldwin County, Alabama.

    Native Virginian, my Dad's family resided in the
    Botetourt, Roanoke areas of Southwest Virginia for
    nearly 300 years.

    Our family was historically Democratic, and were
    pillars in the Christian church, my musical
    grandfathers leading choirs, my Military Dad, a
    soloist and Sunday School teacher for teens.

    Corporate transfers later relocated my personal family
    and children to Charlotte, NC, 1985, and then to
    Atlanta, Georgia, 1993. As a corporate wife, I
    volunteered as an officer of PTA, volunteer taught art
    in underfunded schools, was a founding member of Sandy
    Ridge Optimist Club, Matthews, NC and am a member of
    Daughters of the American Revolution. I worked for
    Woodstock Christian Church as secretary, Woodstock,
    Georgia. I am a former freelance political
    cartoonist, and fine artist. Mother of three
    children, two musical sons, one apparently dead,
    according to Baldwin County, Alabama authorities.
    (The autopsy report casts doubt on identification
    practices used in Alabama.)

    At this time of my life, "If Anger was an Art, I'd be
    Painting Picassos."

    While in N.C. I began freelance cartooning politically
    having been seated on a jury not long before. Two
    young men had brutally attacked an elderly lady and
    the elder attacker was standing trial.

    When the victimized grandmother refused to deliver
    demanded money, which she didn't have, they attacked
    her, pushed her to the floor, continuously kicked her
    in the head. Brain swelling rendered her to a
    vegetative state. Both boys, in their 20's, had been
    involved in illegal drugs. Before the attack, she was
    living her latter years in her tiny home. After, she
    would spend the rest of her days in a nursing home,
    nearly comatose.

    Our jury of twelve was nearly hung. Only two pushed
    for the toughest sentence. Many of the jurors hadn't
    listened well to the testimony, and many key
    statements went unnoticed. In the jury room, it was
    appalling to know jurors had missed relevant
    information and were unwilling to pass the strongest
    sentence.

    The jury selection process was an "eye-opener. "
    Defending attorneys questioned potential jurors, to
    find any juror's personal information which would
    possibly be detrimental to the defendant. If so, they
    were dismissed - another potential juror was then
    questioned. One was asked if he had a "living
    grandmother, " and was dismissed. I anticipated the
    same, but when I was questioned, the "grandmother"
    question wasn't asked.

    The trial lasted several days.

    About three hours were spent in the jury room, where
    some jurors tried to RECALL certain statements to
    those who hadn't listened very well. When most agreed
    to have heard the statements proving guilt, the
    objecting jurors were convinced, (and hopefully
    embarrassed. )

    The defendant was found guilty, the strongest verdict
    available finally delivered by the jury. The judge
    ordered a seventy-year prison sentence, and the
    defendant later appealed.

    After being moved by the trial, I decided I would use
    my artistic talents and contacted police, asking them
    if a portrait artist could assist in such crimes and
    criminal activity. They explained they had "kits"
    for identifying criminals.

    The trial experience had created personal concern for
    the "system." I then naively decided to get involved
    by becoming a freelance political cartoonist, and
    found a local newspaper's editor willing to publish
    my graphic opinion.

    Instead of street criminals, I found myself involved
    with "white collar" issues, and entered a world of
    reality which bursted nearly every "balloon" of belief
    in democratic government I'd ever held sacred.

    The novice cartoons were useful to some politicians,
    circulating the legislature of North Carolina to
    further certain issues. I learned about corruption
    among power-seeking leadership, and began to
    understand how politics had damaged the educational
    and other systems.

    I learned about money, and how it was the most
    effective tool in any situation, whether with justice
    or elections.

    "You'll never get rid of drugs in this country. Too
    many politicians are making too much money from
    drugs," was a statement made by a powerful, now former
    N.C. Senator Clayton Loflin, and I'll never forget it,
    particularly after my jury experience.

    Corporate transfer from N.C. moved us to Georgia. My
    cartooning had lasted little over two years, the
    readership 12,000 for the small newspaper, although
    some cartoons appeared in others. The beauty of
    freelancing allowed free thought, personal
    investigation, and the outlet was a good thing. I felt
    a responsibility to 12,000 people to be fair minded,
    and as honest as possible, and there was no "editorial
    staff" directing my creative talents or opinion.

    I and the editor would later be blamed for Democratic
    losses at local levels in the election. Shortly after
    elections, he was fired, and an "ivy league" editor
    came from the north to replace him. My cartoons were
    then rejected by the new editor. Republicans had
    taken over the county, which had been held by
    Democrats for 100 years.

    Later I was told corruption had been uncovered locally
    by the newly elected officials. Surely it would have
    been the same if any "political party" had rooted
    itself in a locality for 100 years, whether Democrat
    or Republican. Powerful dynasties and camaraderie
    will eventually take control, keeping corruption
    covered, enhancing wealth and power for friends and
    family.

    Change was good, maybe for a while.

    In Georgia, as previous stories have docuмented, I
    became a target of stalkers and victimized with police
    harassment, false accusations, court corruption, lost
    a son, and fled the state of Georgia to Kentucky like
    any refugee, where I was astounded to find so many
    old, Virginia ancestral names. I figured I had some
    distant cousins in the vicinity and may have found a
    new, welcoming home. My personal family had been
    nearly destroyed, the men of the family dying out in
    the 60's and '70's.

    The harassment and stalking continued in Kentucky, and
    on such a grand scale, some very powerful
    intra-state- connected people were obviously pulling
    strings.

    I was able to finally docuмent the story with scanned
    docuмents of false arrests and, which included a few
    of the many letters from Congressmen, via a British
    website. When the publishers were threatened with
    civil law suits, they removed the true story from the
    site - and at my request.

    In response to my request for assistance for false
    arrests and police harassment, one extremely powerful
    U.S. Senator wrote, "We reserve the right to dispose
    of certain cases." I couldn't believe it. This is
    the country is sacrificing its children to fight for
    human and civil rights all over the world, and to
    spread American democracy to other countries. Right?

    Presently, I am creating a website where the same
    docuмents, and many more, will be published - the
    story in its entirety. My personal privacy and
    peaceful existence has been sacrificed, which
    shouldn't be a last resort for victims who seek
    justice or attempt to expose corruption even at higher
    levels of government.

    I had never sought fame nor fortune, and expect to be
    sued in a court of "justice" and lose everything; and
    probably will spend any latter days fighting the same
    causes. My story docuмents how incredibly powerful
    people have a strategy and planning capacity to
    destroy a person - even in political campaigns.

    One F.B.I. agent, Mr. Brian Blanchard of Louisville
    said basically, "You can't beat ['corporate' attorneys
    involved.] They've got too much money and the best
    attorneys available."

    I fear for my remaining children, that if this country
    allows victimization of honest people, and destruction
    to families via its often corrupted "Justice System,"
    and politically driven 'law enforcement. ' There will
    be little hope for those who wish to tell the truth
    should it threaten powerfully wealthy who can
    apparently persuade courts, influence judges, and/or
    purchase verdicts with savvy, expensive attorneys?

    In speaking with a Kentucky attorney, Gatewood
    Galbraith, about civil and human rights violations,
    police harassment, and false arrests I had
    experienced, he responded, "You have no lawsuits.
    There's too much money against you."

    And so, should victimized American whistle-blowers
    "defect" and seek political asylum elsewhere? Our
    country was once a haven for refugees seeking asylum.

    When enduring police harassment and false arrests, I
    felt I was living a dream. Three landlords and two
    states later, nearly everywhere I looked among
    "everyday" folks, prescription pills, drugs were the
    ruling force. It began in the 1960's and now many of
    those corrupted "dignified," affluent networks are
    ruling localities, and continue to conceal past
    crimes. Where are they hiding their illegally
    acquired wealth? Swiss banks? Land purchases? Front
    businesses?

    {I had been secluded and locked away as a corporate
    wife 24 years, and would only beginning 1998 realize
    how "everyday Americans" were coping, and struggling
    to survive. Taxation, inflation, low wages, and the
    confusion of our present system is literally
    exterminating the Middle Class, while some physicians
    and educators are advising some over-worked,
    struggling parents to prescription- drug their
    "uncontrollable, " daycare-raised children. Years ago,
    parents had time to spend with their children.}

    One person said, "The only way to make any kind of
    money in this country is by doing something illegal."

    The only way to combat corruption is by exposing it,
    naming names, and docuмenting tactics used. If
    Americans have allowed a corrupted system and small
    group of Elite Authoritarians to take control of this
    homeland built and defended by their Forefathers,
    it's time to regain control for the sake of future
    generations.

    The last century was spent fighting "other wars," and
    sending American sons and daughters overseas while the
    stock market flourished, and wealth increased for
    those knowing the "game." Mafias flourished,
    government turned it's cheek, and peaceful childhoods
    of the 1950's disappeared. Americans slowly accepted
    increasing violence in the streets, drug addictions,
    foreign wars fought for "freedom," public corruption,
    and moved to gated communities or purchased security
    systems. Others less fortunate saw their families
    suffer and die, enduring crime in the streets.

    Working Americans are forcefully taxed to finance the
    incredible failures and often deceitful ambitions of
    Government and ruling authority.

    Without a doubt, those who attempt to expose powerful,
    criminal "Leadership" or politically connected "Drug
    Lords" will suffer - possibly loss of life, freedom,
    family, finances, dignity, health.

    But in the future history will prove Americans have
    the inherent patriotic spirit and posture which
    founded this country, which inevitably will refuse
    to bow to an evil, affluent grasp.

    We can take back our country and create a fearless,
    non-threatening atmosphere for our grandchildren. It
    has to happen because it's time for change.

    Every American should be grateful when a corrupted
    American Politician, Mafia drug lord, kingpin, or
    Corporate Elitist is exposed, prosecuted and relieved
    of his/her previous position of power.

    One of my favorite sites is that of U.S. Attorney,
    Patrick Fitzgerald.
    http://patrickjfitz gerald.blogspot. com/

    Another is Congresspedia:
    http://www.sourcewa tch.org/index. php?title= Congresspedia

    "Love Never Gives Up."

    "The Truth Will Set U.S. Free."
    +RIP
    Please pray for the repose of her soul.