I tell the truth in self defense and that’s considered as threat to your gang. I tell who you are and what you’ve done. I hold up a mirror. And that’s viewed as “intimidating,” “unstable,” “defiant.” And I do it long after you’ve admittedly gone to extremes to threaten me and enact those threats for ten years plus, against someone that for 57-YEARS-AND-RUNNING HAS BEEN DEVOTED TO PEACE DESPITE THIS INCREDIBLE ATTACK. And you admit I’m telling the truth too. And you admit there aren’t any real threats, just that you “felt” threatened because I persist and won’t submit. In other words, I’m a threat because I don’t like being threatened and have those very real threat carried out against my life, and the boys I love. All the while you’re lying about me, saying I have a “propensity towards violence” and other nonsense. Telling people I have a habit of telling pukes what I think and find out, as if that’s a bad thing. Hey, I don’t enjoy or “regale” in it; I’d much prefer pukes stop being pukes—like you. I’d take fishing, welding, reading, chatting . . . . over that standing up to pukes anytime. But I don’t like pukes screwing with me. If what you all have done, quite willfully, isn’t child abuse I don’t know what is. The real threat is you. And your ass backwards manipulations. Your bushwhacking. It’s on you. You started this shit ages ago, perhaps because you thought I was “usurping” some BS, Keith will take it, or you just like kicking someone around. Who knows? But I’ve never understood that approach. Give it up. And face your true colors. (December 30, 2014) (I have documents stashed from at least as far back as the 80s, which I’m also sure threatens you. Uh, Cheryl—do you want to “kill me” like you have others you can’t stand?).
Posted on: Tue, 30 Dec 2014 22:37:45 +0000