A Psalm

I stand before my worldly accuser
precluded from words of exoneration
My Mediator deals with them
They have supposed they could practice law
without the law's fulfillment
They created a hybrid, a mutant,
deformed from its inception
a lawlessness called justice
Now I know I stand here not for my deliverance
but to see theirs which is far more important
Give me the grace Lord to carry out Thy will
Twin their hearts as the Ninevites
do not harden them as pharaoh
My heart aches because I know them
they are a proud stiffnecked people
whose contemptible heart is blind to truth
Let them fall upon the rock
before it fall upon them in crushing weight
Deliver us all to Your righteous way
and have us delight n Your statutes

The Visitation

On Friday January 6th, I received a visit from Larry. I had just gotten off the phone where I was discussing with my wife that I must be willing to sacrifice our relationship for this call. Though there is as much promise there as resided in Isaac, I like Abraham must raise my knife. The pain he felt was heavy on my heart at that moment. All pain is accompanied by the question “is it worth it?” Larry appears, one who has suffered by our association, and has answered his question “yes.” He also spoke of others and the many supporters. Well Larry and all you represented you appeared with my question and made the answer simple, “yes.” No matter the cost, the value or hope of my promise I have no moment but the now and it is worth it. Thank you for keeping your divine appointment!

Strictly Business

Don’t concern yourself with the UCC’s. They are no threat to you. If you don’t understand what I’m doing and why, trust I know. I can’t get into detail. You are asking me to raise my head to address your every concern when I’m surrounded by snipers. I know your concerns better than you and they are factored into the choices I make. Staff infection is being treated. It was mentioned, painful, caused damage, but is not fatal. I shall recover and live to finish. We are closer to the end than the beginning. The lungs burn now, the lactic acid stiffens, and the will vacillates but the finish line bids us come and for the joy of it we do not quit. Bail is not beneficial to our cause. Now is the time to settle the matter.

Othersidedness

Dietrich Bonhoeffer talks about discipleship as othersidedness. Like the turn twin towers of the former World Trade Center, it is a location. Most of you have never seen the actual towers or been to New York. For you it is just a spot on the map, a smoky image, an idea formed merely on hearsay. For those who inhabited them there are facts only they will know and those whose perceived knowledge having no experience will have no basis with which to relate. I have seen some of you call this location Christian fanaticism, cultish, or delusional. I can only claim you right. For having no experience or having ever been transported beyond your hearsay idealism no other response is possible. Don’t expect though that your unfactual musings will be persuasive to those whose feet have walked beyond your imagination. Only those who hear the words “follow me” know of the journey. Those who refuse the offer have their own map to follow. But I will let you in on a little joke; those who have been to New York can very quickly tell who has not. Those who have not have no way to verify if the New Yorker is a fact or a fraud. For my fellow New Yorkers, it might be prophetic the Giants lost.

Dear fruit inspector: I see you know one verse but do you know the Christ? Let me test your skill if I may. David bedded another man’s wife then had him murdered. She bore him two children, one killed by God, one King Solomon. There is his fruit, give us your judgment on the man. Share with us that we may all partake of you wisdom.

We're Home

Scotty and I are officially back in California. I will post our address as soon as I know what it is.

Half Way Home 2

On 2/3/06 we left for Oklahoma bound for Oakland. It is my estimation to remain at Fed ex hub for a week to 10 days. This should place us in California middle February. Your letters in transit will be returned and can be sent to the listed address. Utah was a stupid exercise judicially but was used by God to get me more prepared. After victory we will be venturing into a new world; it would be wise even now to seek wisdom as to your role. Let us not hand it over those who fought so hard to retain the old but rather assist them in the transition. Being correct was a gift not a badge of honor. All your love of truth was against you true nature. How much better will it be if we redeem our enemies than ridicule them? As we finish this race contemplate a wise path. Thanks again for all the support. May it be rewarded beyond your capacity to contain. We also may be going straight to San Bernandino rather than Oklahoma. Writing should wait until our Oakland address is posted. Contacting the US Marshall’s transportation department may be helpful.

Cry Baby

I want to talk about cry babies. If the shoes fit wear them and then get them bronzed. My hope though is that you will outgrow them. Babies are not mature in morality, the will or the conscience. The first two syllables spoken by every baby before “mama” or “papa” is “I want.” Our nature in its pure unrestrained essence is blatantly displayed in the baby’s demanding cry. You have to ask yourself if you have matured past this selfish tirade or just become more sophisticated in you wailings. Do you now use more words and paragraphs to say “I want?” If it was not for the joy of the child that demanding, unyielded selfishness would have any parent throwing them out with the bath water within a week. That is why it is not well received in a society that did not birth you in love. I want to be out of jail. I want to look out for number 1. I want pleasure. I want no responsibility or accountability to the clients or society. I’m not a baby anymore and I have been matured far beyond this self desires. I hear you want money back. Want me in jail. Want me found criminal. Want me to quit. I hear your crying but even your selfish demands are incompatible. Why can you not mature to a desire for truth? Patience to collect facts, or wisdom to judge properly. Look at your own selfish acts and ask if my actions really parallel yours. Stop and think about your charge for a minute. Would I make the choices you have seen me make if I was selfish? Look to see if “I” and “me” are not at the center of all your arguments. Be honest and be mature and put away the baby cries.

Friendship

Love is a varied word in our language and the many different aspects of its nature are muddled in the minds of this self-absorbed generation. Eros or affection can easily be unfolded into the fabric of a selfish heart. The very fact they are needed can elevate them to that God-like status where they become demons. Friendship is not needed to survive, to be recognized or to enhance a community. It is a detractor from the demands of the many, it is very undemocratic. Friends do not make congregations nor do congregations make friends. There is the companion, the comrade that lays the foundation for friendship but is not the friend. The companions share an idea or goal but when that light goes on “you see the same truth” is when a friendship is born. Many of you share an idea with Scotty and I and some will certainly become friends but not until you see the same truth. This to me is the strength behind Dorean. Many came to us with the idea of injustice but none could hang with our truth. Both of us know this truth and that is bigger than even our friendship which binds us to it. It is an unselfish love. Scotty is hanging tough because of our friendship and yet his hanging tough strengthens our bond. We do not serve each other because we need to. I am not elevated by giving to him or him to me. In fact, it’s a mere nuisance that sidetracks as a distinction away from the friendship. I am as he, way more interested in how he’s getting along than the mere details of his life. Jail is just an incident in life but not at all the life of Scott. His vision, his soul’s dedication, his unwavering integrity are the truth we share. It is obvious his “Evil ex” is not his friend or his son. They are too lofty. They only have that God-like righteous indignation love which behaves like a demon. He’s no good as a husband, a father, as a Christian. This creeps in here also as a no good trustee. This is why true friendship is rare and friendship is true. No marshalling of the feds can destroy it. It is larger than them. David and Jonathan knew this and it was bigger than any inconvenience of state. Some claimed to be friends and were trusted as such but could not sustain the shadowy attempt under the brilliance of the truth. In all likelihood Dorean was birthed out of a truth that bonded men to create and it will be this same bond that delivers. It is what’s being attacked because all enemies recognize its strength. Only we who live in this strength can see the futility of these attacks. If you have a good friend you’ll understand why I am so comfortable in this battle.

Mighty Man of Valor

In the Bible, Judges 6, there’s a judge named Gideon. I mention his story to make an important point about victory. Gideon had an army of 32,000 to face an army of 135,000. Not great odds but doable. God in a proper translation was the mighty men of valor the strength of Gideon. He told Gideon the odds are too good, Israel might take credit for themselves. He took his army down to 300. 450 to 1 are not probable odds except with one powerful God who is mighty in valor. Today’s story is a mere repeat. Who would send two undereducated men to face down an army of bankers? Judges, politicians, and the alphabet soup? Only a mighty man of valor would hope to win. I share in His confidence, he’s done it before. Some of you mistake my confidence as arrogance, but by doing so you displace my hope. I don’t believe in false humility; I have great skills. At their peak I still don’t’ like my odds. Like you need a champion, so do I. Mine is mighty in valor and is a proven victor. Is there a glory to call my own in this victory? Only if I was the imagined scoundrel thief of my naysayers. For any honest man who understands the odds God will receive His just glory and we will merely share in the spoils. Consider this at our federal dismissal.

A New Hope

I could see many of you delighted by the news of Utah. Even I said “YEAH! 10 felonies down, 46 to go.” Enjoy this new hope for what it is but realize I just survived a knife fight to enter a gun fight. The best part of this is the funnel of crap which was broad in accusation now focused us down to that fulcrum where history pivots. Our enemy is just as aware of the severity of this battle even though they expose their naivety to the actual pain that is involved. Like these modern kids who brandish weapons like videogame heroes they have no concept of blood, pain, death or life. They have brought their best weapons to the game because the token has been dropped, the rules understood, and they are ready to play. Our greatest weapon is their oblivion to the real life that will explode the realities of their fiction. It is a very tough thing to keep your head about yourself when standing in the full blown euphoria of Disney Land. All the colors and animations are about to sweep over us and it is one thing to be stained and quite another to change your character to the environment. Here is where truth and its resolve separate true hope from grandiose idealism. We have wrought a small victory, not by battle but attrition. The weapon will flail from this point. Vigilance in prayer and faith is not relaxed but increased at this time. My level of preparedness is appropriate for the battle conditions. Nothing about Utah is relevant. The phalanx which absorbs and destroys by the natural behavior of the enemy has been displayed. All I need is government to be itself. What do you think my chances are? Can a leopard change its spots?

Half Way Home

Scotty and I are no longer in Salt Lake City. We are currently in Oklahoma awaiting transport to California. Once we are there, we can finish our fight with the Beast!

The Brass Ring

The merry-go-round of this persecution has almost completed its full circuit. The brass ring is approaching and is ready to be seized. “In the mouth of two witnesses let a thing be established” is a quote from the Bible. This maxim of law has made it into American jurisprudence. Though not adhered to much, it was designed as a protection against perjury. On the reverse of a charge is testimony to innocence. Utah brought a charge similar to the fed but had the nuisance of the insurance industry, the conjoined turn to banking. The feds focus solely on banking and our presentment offer. Between the two, our entire process has come under the fire of trial. The bonding more by Utah, the contracting, agency by the feds. Utah is my state’s jurisdiction witness and then I will have the federal endorsement. Once we receive this dismissal we will have that brass ring to quash all the hostilities and entice our international suitors. Dorean will have the endorsement of two very credible witnesses to the soundness of our process and the innocence of our intentions. You see people, sometimes you go around in circles to get the prize. Is it fun? No. Is it worth it? Yes! In less than a year my ardent enemy who sought my destruction has now sanctioned me to the entire financial community. Not all suffering is vanity. Do you see why I said in my fax news interview that the dumbest thing the government can do is bring criminal charges? Like Haman, they have built their own galloo in their unreasonable blood-lust. Can you see the brass ring nearing our grip? I DO!

The Seed of Promise

I was told of the death of a man (Chuck Frentheway) who I very much respected. I wouldn’t call us close friends, but brother in a way. He was a doctor who knew of the “Sick Policy” of the American Medical Association. He knew of the fraud called “Income Tax.” He knew banking was the government tool to slavery. In all this I saw him as a patriot. Not the foolish version of T.V., but a man who loved his neighbors and loved his country because it to him was full of neighbors. He was a fighter who stood up to the lies, the cancer that consumes our corporate body “America.” He never will get to see with his own eyes the reward for his honorable struggles, but that did not make them vanity. A father who leaves a legacy to the next generation does so in love. He never will spend it or enjoy its pleasures. He left behind truth like a seed that in his battles ghoul would blossom in the future. I was not the only who respected him. He earned it with his courage and integrity in the many lives he touched. America lost a great man but gained a reputation for what makes us great. This land is not the America of crooked politician and gangsters but selfless love, and the justice a man is willing to live for until he dies. That seed passed on even to a corrupt generation to the few who can see its natural beauty sprouting from the life of a great American. Thank you Chuck, it was a pleasure to share your battles. May I die in honor as you and may this generation discover the truths you stood for. To all of you, don’t be short sighted; there’s a lot to live for.

A Quarter of a Century

It has now been 25 years since my emancipation into adulthood. Though I had conflicts with government prior to this, any charge would have belonged to my father. As a man of my own I have been free to bring judgment against the government for their behavior towards me. I have tested them. Early I tested them at honesty, they failed. I tested them in relevancy, they failed. I tested them in equity, they failed. I tested them in constitution, they failed. I tested their charter, they failed. I tested them as to individual right, they failed. I tested them as to corporate right, they failed. I tested them as to righteousness, they failed. Finally I have brought a witness more righteous than myself and thought for sure they would be true; but no, he stands condemned as I. In all this I have judged them in patience and grace. Now they must be judged in power. This is not displayed to say I told you so, but to extend one last opportunity for them to repent and come to their senses. This is my sincerest hope and all my just complaint will fade away in joy. If thought this final grace is shunned, they will discover that all this witness will secure is an indictment from their boss and authority and He will remove these evil servants and replace them with those who will respect Him and His offices. This is the season Scotty and I prayerfully enter. Yes, all this time I have judged as you have judged me. Do you have the eternal judge to back you in power? We shall see.

I Heard You

In the Bible there is a verse “out of the abundance of the heart the mouth speaks.” This blog has captured a lot of heart. Now some will have an unretractable testimony of a fool like Evil Ex. You are what you are as I am I and our hearts have been heard. Some are faithless and have proved it. Some are cruel and have proved it. Some are false prophets or I am. This is proven in the end. Though words will condemn the corrupt heart that uttered them let us having facts understood and revelation obvious give all the opportunity for a change of heart. From here the words will change without eating of crow. Honesty and humility or arrogant pride, the dualistic responsive choice to the codified mistake. It is my hope those who were correct accept those who applied the right morals to the wrong facts and that those who erred will admit it and move on to truth. If they use pride as their defense then we will learn the truth of a polluted heart that wasted fraudulently all their words on justice because their heart has confessed once again they have no sense of it. Now if I haven’t made myself clear my heart desires to prove that we are not crooks but diligent seekers of truth with enough courage to confront the most vicious liar and all their thugs. My heart also has its confidence in the greatest truth whose powers far exceed the bully to prevail. Like almost all of you there is a general sense that justice prevails over wickedness and my heart believes it. Now I can’t tell you how because I’m tired of giving the enemy clues to their demise. I have good reason to know the outcome from the beginning. With all my heart this confession is made silently.

PRIVATE MESSAGE

This is solely for Evil Ex and forgotten son. I have not read your comments but know the content because I know the heart of fools. I am glad you posted the poison of your souls here so that your shame can easily find you. Both of you serve an idol of your own making by imagination and just because you named it “Jesus” you think it real. Finally you have a man of faith who loves you and who lives for the true living God and you think him evil. Actually you think him a fool overcome by the pure evil of me. Now that you are a man bright son you have come to that clear wisdom where you can judge your father. How stupid can you be. The prophet is known by the veracity of his words. Well this evil man prophesies this to you and though your ears won’t hear it your eyes will see it. The spirit of the locust has been sent out against you. Everything you put your hand to will not prosper. If you reach the harvest of your labor thieves will take it. If you are not robbed you will lose it by foolish decisions. You will crave respect but can not earn it. All the help that protected you by your father’s prayer is set aside. Evils will creep in upon you from every side. Though you say in your heart I ought to do this you will find no power to do it. Like pharaoh all the tenderness your heart was destined to shall become rock hard. This desert you will wander until you come to your senses and recognize the only deliver the Lord has given the map to for your exit is your father. Repent and it will be well with you. Even as you read this your heart takes offense and your dark journey begins.

Now Evil Ex whose only truth is in the appropriate title, I’m certain you spun your toxic web of blame. You probably set your sacred church above your husband in righteousness as you do yourself. Well a stupid son is the great trophy of your wisdom. Scott and I prayerfully sought hope for you but evil has not yet completed its circuit in you. Likewise this evil prophet speaks to you. The queerest thing about evil people they think themselves good. Now you and I stand opposed to each other slinging the same fact, “evil.” Only one speaks truth. Let God decide. You pray to your “Jesus” for this prophecy to be false and I’ll pray to mine for it to be true. You have craved all bitter food and though many efforts have placed the sweet words of God before you, your gut was not yet full. It is full now and is evidence by the vomit you project into the world as words. You have lusted for control and the comfort a god of your own making. Your hands will be busy trying to tidy your life but it is decreed to be a mess. The spirit that has possessed you will no longer be restrained, you are given over to its will. Judgment will be well defined in your mind but all those around you will see you becoming mad. The bitterness of your soul shall toxify your body and manifest itself as breast cancer. God will not hear your prayers for deliverance or healing. If you repent, come to your senses, and recognize the stench of your righteousness. God will hear the prayers of Scott. He will keep Scott’s heart tender towards you for a short season. Time is not your friend and grace has made the demand of your faith. Give it and even the evil will be worked to your good. Faith not and your suffering will make your “woe is me” comments seem like the days of joy.

More on Morality

To my knowledge there are four cardinal virtues and three theological. Common sense, coverage, moderation, justice; these are cardinal, not in Roman Catholic but as in hinges. Our morality hangs on these. Then the theological of faith, hope, and love. These are much less understood. Now I think all people know these by that “voice” that plagues us internally as the high standard we can never meet. Now not aiming at the target just because you can never hit it is not excusable. Common sense is a truthful reasoning but is tainted by the many lies we are faced with in our environment. It is an argument in common by the majority that banks lend cash money. Numbers or masses don’t make a lie the truth by their collective energy or will to believe otherwise. Though it is held in common does not automatically bind it to sense. Moderation might call you not to embrace the herd’s intoxicated euphoria. It will take coverage to resist and include justice in dealing with others. Now your imaginations of justice may not and most likely is not the pure product. Much like Utah’s actions towards me. It made it to paper and to many a mind but collapsed under its own design. My sense of justice under the microscope of love exposes way more details of consideration than justice to my naked eye. I have put into print here my faith, my hope and hopefully a love greater than my selfish idea and still it is ridiculed. Not in an appropriate rebuttal but through the weaker cardinal virtues. Those without courage call me a thieving coward. In tainted common sense presumes me a fool. Justice is harsh and condemning. Everything is metered out without moderation. Have we obtained the government of our virtues or the virtues of our government? I do not think in all honesty that what is expressed here for the most part is thinking about the circumstantial surface and has slothfully taken aim at the rich moral code we share. Seek these truths and the facts will fall in line to nurture understanding. There are two little boys who illustrate kind of the whole picture in their small story. While walking two brothers found two stray cats, one a rather large headed mangy alley cat and one pristine Siamese cat. The elder brother lovingly wanted to be just took the Siamese and then told the younger “now you pick.”

A Riddle

What finds joy by a wild dog’s exit
and a hungry lion’s entrance
Is weak but concourse
Unjust, but condemns justice
Bows down voluntarily
But is exalted in the end
Is separated but united

By What Law Do You Judge

There is a consistency from all commentators of the blog that proves to me we have much more in common than different. Let me call it the law of human nature. This is not a law of nature like gravity, of convenience, or a collective law by government. Behind most comments is the idea of what ought to be done. Facts vary and the interpretations of facts may polarize but all are saying “thou shalt not steal”, “you should be honest,” “greed is bad,” “Schemes that hurt people are not right.” Now in all these things supporters and detractors are in agreement. Why shouldn’t they? This law sits in our head as a schoolmaster judging us constantly and is not of our making. It is evidence of a mind and body of law outside our mind and consciousness. We all have it and wield it through opinion. Opinion is not the law but our individual expression of its effect upon us. Now I am in total agreement with all of you. Where the disputes are real is over facts. My moral law says that the banks shouldn’t steal and be honest; you say the facts point this moral law towards me and away from the banks. The government is moot on this point for they only see the banks as victims. Your moral code and its justified complaint about my dishonest gain from individuals is only a matter of inconvenience to them. Therefore, they are not the source of your angst against me. Now all claim right by this law whose author some identify as God and support it with the Bible and Christian ideology and are ridiculed. This I don’t understand since they are more like comrades in moral law and the facts disputed are of the 3-D world and not the supernatural world of moral law. Facts are then the key for agreement to application of the moral law we have all agreed to already. Facts can be understood by education or information. Attacking each other’s morals as I have seen is like slapping your own face. I personally respect and appreciate the character of people who visit here. I wish the world had more men sincere about their convictions of what they ought to do. This subject is a factual web that touches all the corners in our window of what is right and just. My stand is not to prove my detractors or the government amoral, only ignorant. You see a dung beetle thinks a ball of crap a good thing, we do not. This fact is irrelevant to the moral law but mortgage fraud or internet fraud scam pivots on this fulcrum. Do I want to change my detractors? NO! I just want to endure this struggle until the facts can no longer be disputed. Then we will find goodness behind the passion was always shared.

A Mina Incident

When I was 9 years old I used to sell door to door. Even at that early age I understood you never made a sale through a closed door. I came upon a house with a screened porch about 8’ deep and 20’ wide. I knocked on the screen to which I heard what appeared to be an elderly woman’s voice, “hello?” I responded and waited for the door to open. After arriving at a justified wait I knocked again, “hello?” “Ma’am would you kindly open the door so we may speak?” This exercise went on many times until the endless delays finally broke my concentration and I looked around and away from the door. In the porch corner was a mina bird. I knocked on the door to see it mockingly speak “hello.” Once I discovered this, my expectation of the door opening and a sales opportunity were revealed as wholly false and laughable. When one steps back a little and captures the spatial scope of the government you can discover a laughable reality. They are all parrots. We all know parrots can’t talk, only mock the sounds of word and most certainly have no comprehension of language. Yet when we hear parrot sounds out of a human government agent, we make the mistake, as in any case, of a false expectation like opening a door. You are a superior thinker to a parrot. Always remember your advantage. When they are repeating the sounds of what they’ve been trained to say, don’t give it the credit of an original thought. That is your sovereign territory and precisely why they will never understand you. Birds of a feather truly flock together but they’ll never outsmart a thinking man.

Miracles

Here is a thought that you may have missed that may be the betrayer of your hope. We live in a scientific world so specialized in thought that it has put away general reasoning. Let me describe it like this; when you first attempt to learn a specialized task of driving a car you are very attentive. All mirrors are used vigorously, the radio is off, you are conscience of the blinkers, cars around you, etc. Once familiar, you can eat, drink, change channels, speak on the cell phone, and drive with knee and no hands. These specific schools of thought once familiar with themselves forgot the basic reasoning and knowledge that first led them to their question. Progressive education changed the moral question of “what’s right?” to “what works?” and naturalism denying the reason that created it likewise denied a creator. Under this milieu with the added influences of propaganda (TV, media, government, education, experts, etc.) man has put away one important truth. God being outside the box we placed him in his free to dabble in it at His discretion. Those trapped by the box of their own making are bound to this idea; things have a natural course of events that just happen. When a federal government indicts its convicts 97% of the time. These odds being so substantial accusation is now equal to fact. What if I had a reasonable set of facts that made that box foolish and insignificant? What if I was outside the box looking in or was given that view from God? Would that be called a miracle or true nature to a substandard? Regardless as most of you learned from “I quit” headlines are pretext which, without context leads to error, and I choose to fight this battle with all my faculties without the abbreviated modern mind, which precludes the miracle of victory solely because they can’t imagine it.

Business Incentive

I have discontinued the early-bird special on the DVD. They are no longer for sale until they can be purchased on the webpage. You haven’t received yours you will have to wait. Hopefully this will be taken as a good faith gesture to my many critics that I have an incentive to get my page up and running. Not that I need it, but I can appreciate the simpleton’s basic logic skills that all delays are malicious. Now that we have some clue as to our near future, perhaps a valiant effort can be sustained to the finish. Most of the roadblocks have been removed and we are down to a clean representation of my desires. Presumption is the greatest gift of this generation and an assassin to accountability. After a flood of justifications and an ocean of excuses, I have survived to do the work still left undone. May my hands be diligent and skilled for the prosperity of all. One last thing, no voice is my representation except my own. I use this blog to communicate the best I can. If you want to know my thoughts, plans or circumstance, here is the place.

Happy New Year

2006 will be the year the mortgage industry gets a fix. Thanks to clients like you and a government unashamed of its corruption we will see change. Who elected these fools, these arrogant crooks who think they can plunder and equate it to justice? I say we give them a rude awakening, one they don’t see coming. Everyone knows a contemptuous heart can’t view itself in honesty except for the contemptible. That is why they are completely blind at the moment to their destiny. They have the FBI operating around the world like a red-tipped cane hoping by feel the might understand the landscape. I really am amazed anyone would fear such pathetic souls. I taught my children by 3 years old that people like this were insignificant. A badge, a pat on the back from important people, or a grand scheme does not make a man. His ability to maintain integrity in this millennia is the measure of his manhood. During the break I got a letter from Scott that speaks to this truth. He is ready for battle and so am I. Hopefully they send us their most delusional (men of virtue to them) experienced champions so their defeat will send dread through the camp of fools. One of the ways I’m certain they are wimpy is by all the weapons God has had me set aside as agents of overkill. Forgive me if I seem too eager, but stupidity, ridicule and blatant prevarication needs a swift kick in the teeth.

People vs. The Banks

I saw a long comment posted by John Ruiz about our association. I would also like to confirm our only association is by revelation and spirit. I am glad for him and think the world would be much different if there were more like him. I’m not certain how misinformation and mischaracterization seems to follow Dorean. John, no offense but you offered way too much opinion concerning us after having admitted no real knowledge of us. My process was designed to bury a thorn so deep into the flesh of the bankers it could not be ignored. I consider you efforts noble and charitable but I was not called to pester the crooks for a sudden turn in virtue. Ours was a win/win scenario well plotted. I had to put my life on the line but the battle was clear from the beginning. We would seize victory or they would make us criminals. The worst mistake they could make. They must prevail with crooks as their witnesses. This is not a civil case where they can palm the judge to accept affidavits of lost note. A man’s life is more than equity. Real or fraud is going to appear. Also my bond was solid. It will take somebody smarter than the flower shop investigator to not be confused. Two years of government vengeance and no charge against the bond. Perhaps their investigators are better trained. I’m not being punished for doing what the bankers do, that would make my indictment a self-indictment for them. Read it and see what is really going on. Keep up the good fight and don’t get discouraged by their evil; truth always wins in the end if men are tough enough to get there.

Tough Talk

I used to do some boxing in my younger days and I was remotely famous. They used to call me “Canvass Kurt”. I had an exceptional left nostril lead and could bruise the knuckles of any opponent with my face. So if you’re wondering where all the tough talk comes from, it is my much battle experience. It supplies me with endless confidence. Actually I do have the enemy right where I want them, feeling confident. Watch how their hands will lose all power when I face them. All kidding aside, those of you who fear the corrupt big mouths have no battle experience. There are ways to judge real danger and others to discover braggadocios peacock feathering. Jail is not a knockout punch. It is just a jab to get me in the mood. They better have a good fight plan because I was not near as bad as described above. I’m in the mood and asked to be placed on this card long before them. I am not the challenger in this fight; they will have to be a complete fighter, because jabs don’t faze me, to take my belt. I truly do want to hear those words “Let’s get ready to rumble.” In this corner we have the people’s truth, and in this corner we have the banker’s puppet.

Scott's New address

Scott has been moved to another facility about 40 miles outside of Salt Lake City.
You can write to him at:

Dale Scott Heineman
c/o Tooele County Detention Center
47 South Main St.
Tooele, Utah 84074

Utah is a Farce

The keep telling me they will dismiss. I honestly don’t care. If the feds want to spoil their case with this bunch of bozos, I’m all for it. Any man can bond his actions; it’s a maxim older and larger than Utah. If not, Utah itself would be subject to there own prosecution. How is it that I’m granting extensions of time? I have no authorized representatives in Utah and I put my intent in writing and filed it. Perhaps Utah has some lackey to assist them in fraud. Oh by the way, TCOB247, I’m writing this from jail. You really are a dumb-ass broken record but I would like you to stay around, you’re reviling has a good purpose for me in the spirit of Shimei. Learn his story and you will know my hope for you. The insurance fraud guy said they were dismissing and my jailer has knowledge of it and repeats it. The delays may have been an attempt to get me to make a mistake which I have not done yet, which I will not do. I can do all the time I need (TCOB247) in jail to get it right and so can Scotty. TCOB247 go do your other process, make it work and then give it away for free so we can admire your virtues. I have already done the market research for you to prove a market exists and I only charged you $3,000; what a deal you got. I will send you many clients. I’ve never talked with any lawyer except upon my exit from video court and that was as a refusal of their service. I also put it in writing by registered mail just to eliminate any possible confusion. Utah is a four-letter word and a farce with countless examples.

Man and Motive

In jail we have a thing called commissary which I’m able to purchase at $20 per week. Not much but can be the difference between hunger pangs and enough calories. A couple of weeks ago when moved to medium my new cellmate was a 30 year old infant. After five days he moved cells and then two days later when I got my commissary I went outside to pray and he stole my commissary while my new cellmate slept. For $11 of food he set the value of his soul. I think that cheap but I also think 5 million is cheap in my case and 3 trillion is cheap in Fannie Mae’s case. I was supposed to kick his ass for this crime. I thought this response though a good exercise for old boxing skills was an offer to sell my soul cheap. Those who have already condemned me think I got my just reward on a small seal but then again I think your opinions free tokens of a cheap soul. I think all of us whether in a challenge of a mortgage contract or agency or fiduciary relationship have countless opportunity to sell ourselves cheap. Don’t’ let cheap bureaucrats or banksters set the values for your soul; let the cheap fiends live on a plane you never visit. Don’t make them effective when they attempt to convert your honor in search of truth into a cheap definition. They can only view honor from the dishonor that resides in their soul. Like this place which reeks of guilty air I don’t have to breathe it in. You have the power to choose and live in honor, a real value; don’t sell it cheap!

General News

Utah dismissed on the 20th. I think the most spectacular part of this is the Federal scout got no information to report. My total court time in this cesspool was about 3 minutes. They got 3 minutes of information out of me in 5 months. I call that a success. On the 22nd, we went to Federal court for the normal arraignment procedure. They scheduled an identity hearing for January 5th. I don’t give us much chance of winning this so we will be shipped to California in the middle of the month. It may take us about 2 weeks in transit on Con Air. Now we can get to the real loud-mouth and the ultimate bully. Those of you who share my hope, I’ll take your prayers. May truth find her just reward. I guess we got a simple Christmas present to help start a Happy New Year.

Fed Up

Dear perverters of justice: What is the meaning of your delay? Are you not yet confident you have the power to crush me? Your lackey has served their purpose. Should innocence or truth be afraid of you? As a collective or individual you are all fools of the highest degree. You will find no fear in me. Let’s get this show on the road. From childhood till the now I have defeated every force of evil that has raised its ugly arrogant head. I am just a man but that is not my power, that is yours. He who set me on this course has ordained your shame far before you set your course. By His might you will fall and how great the fall is when evil disguised as justice is revealed purely for what it is. Surely your sophisticated weaponry should give you a sense of pride and confidence against two mere laymen. Do you not fear, execute your advantage and take us out. Justice must surely be your virtue. God must honor the authority He has given into the hands of just men certainly all the power of heaven is behind you. All law supports you. The vanity of two corrupted men can not resist swift and immediate execution of justice. Punish us, give us the reward of our evil. We are ready, run and embrace your opportunity. Maybe the bankers’ ass you are kissing is trembling. Do not embrace their fears, you are champions, bring your mighty selves to battle. It’s time for the feds to put up or shut up.

A Poem

Our Great Constitution

Clarity of agency is that too much to ask
By vote we resorted to that hated thing
Of menial serf and exalted King
Evil offal appears in every age
And rickety men take center stage
Until abuse, injustice, theft give rise to rage
Then son and gun go up in smoke
As history plays out her cruel joke
That man has no virtue to manage

My Source of Confidence

I am sorry to hear of Irwin’s unjust sentence. I knew him and admired him but never shared his confidence. I did not even heed his advice concerning Dorean. He I think had a false hope to find justice in courts of corruption. I understand the hope for all want to believe in a world better than the one that exists. If I were a crook I would fear the courts for being more accomplished criminals. If a just man I would have no confidence in their wretchedness. I can not place my hopes in truth finding its way through the labyrinth of snakes bar toting and robed. What is my confidence then? Though most of you will never understand I make the record for posterity’s sake. My confidence is that I know my partner and I have been faithful to trust in God’s word from beginning to end. He can route the enemy regardless of their agenda or prior success. My confidence rests upon God’s integrity in that He does not lie and in His power which is irresistible. History has percolated to a point where men (powerful) have overstepped the barriers laid for them by God. In this laid the opportunity for two men of faith to trust God to perform and to corral them back into destiny. We are not originals for God has had His many champions. We are merely repeats of an ancient proven formula being restated to this generation. Like a math theorem proven true, it garners confidence and that is where mine is placed.

A Christmas Wish

I know there is joy for some and anguish for others. It is my hope that this is the last Christmas season to find this diversity. If I can prevail, joy shall be the promise for all next year. I want to thank you all for your trust, prayers, and support. It is a gift thoughtfully remembered and better wrapped than any other gift. Remember that family is what makes these times special. I am not missing things, but relationships. I know Christ is mostly forgotten but from this one man's experience all year is a joy for me because of this birth. May the reason for the season reveal Himself to you and give me strength to finish this fight. Merry Christmas to all.

Agency

Agency is promulgated and widely affects us but few understand it. It is similar to the fiduciary duty of a trustee but the relationships are different. The Constitution is a trust document for future generations but an agency document for the living. Agency is created by a Power of Attorney or other documents. Parenting is a fiduciary relationship the parents having created the beneficiary and having a bested interest in the general well-being is a trust. God-parents on the other hand is agency. The parents have partitioned off a sliver of their powers under a contingency agreement where the child is the principle. Principles are the key to agency. In the Constitution, sovereign people are the principles and congress is their administrative agent, the president is their executive agent and the judiciary is their equitable agent. Agency being very dangerous in that agents are always tempted by the lust of greed, power, and self can abuse their relationship. The Constitution had many safeguards placed by the populists that have all been erased by the reconstructionist. There was the State and its rights as a hedge but the Senate which protected this was wiped out when it was made a second house of representatives. Our reps would be restrained by the executive if cowards and crooks weren’t our only choice. The judiciary was kept in check by jurors who have lost all power and grand jurors are just as lost. Last, there was the convention which has turned into a two-party charade instead of a place where intelligent sovereigns insist on proper agents. Now our evil agents have done one thing brilliant and honest. Let me see if I can create a word picture here for understanding. Imagine if you will a 30’ circle of wood on a 5’ wooden stake like a stop sign on a lollipop. The stake is solid and represents truth. The circle is our Constitution which is likewise solid, truthful and level for all participants. Standing parallel is one of like in size and dimensions but the stake is hollow, only having the appearance of solid truth and the circle is just a loop, only a frame of truth with no inner substance. This is the reconstructed government of our agents which is wholly illegal, a breach of duty, immediate nullification of power and office except under one condition. Now imagine inside this loop is an intricate web of a deadly Black Widow. She in the nature of government would be the servant of man but in a corrupted nature destroys the man. Now imagine one fine gossamer thread between the true government and the new. We’ll call that thread “exemption.” Inside this loop we have 60 million separate strands called codes, rules, and statutes. Once you are attached to a statute you must immediately begin the mating dance to find the loophole or favor or face certain death. In this world you are not a sovereign principle, you are a social, economic, and legal retard, incompetent. Agents now have to become fiduciary which is more power and open to discretion. How does this happen? That is a good question to ask the 40 men who watch 2 hours of cartoons every night in my pod. How have they all been reduced to 4-7 year olds making no decisions and desiring mere entertainment and escapism? The answer is through effective and intentional programming. In this our agents are truly evil but we have only ourselves to blame. Now we have a 4-7 year old competent caught in the web of deception. There is no hope and no chance but that stench would be hard to hide so we must create about a 3% survival rate and advertise this without discussing the 97% destruction rate. These 4-7 year olds couldn’t find the loopholes or understand a favor if they fell through it so we must mandate representation. Here comes the bar to the rescue. NOT! Once they appear, “exemption” is cut off. Now how does one deal with an immoral agent seeking the elevation of fiduciary who knows he is wrong? You turn off the cartoon world of fiction and exit via exemption back to the substantive form of truth. Because they left this exemption open they have the benefit of self-deception that all they do now is the product of your ignorance and a necessity by your reckless nature. Through this has the frame of truth it is an evil they will never escape from in their souls. But exemptions are doors always open until the owner shuts it. Agency is replete in the banking industry and our remedy. It is a subject one must study and something never inculcate by cartoon. Hopefully a little curiosity has been created.

My Staff Infection

For those of you that were in Vegas you saw my tears of pride for my staff. I wish they could have remained. The tears remained but the cause has drastically changed. That selfless staff became infected with every evil and betrayal. The GOO I mentioned way back when was a direct quote if I paid to have them finished. I paid them and became a fugitive. I could not supervise. Later I was told 350 was almost complete just a little more money. I paid! Now 210 are almost done and they will do the rest for free if they can have more money. I’m being extorted and betrayed by those I loved and served. They are stealing my equipment, work and my good intentions. This is some of the handicap I must overcome while incarcerated. I think hiring the FBI would be more efficient. The banksters are easy to deal with in comparison. I have never been abused by friends or enemies to this extent before. I have no hope of redemption; this infection is fatal and has killed any relationship that existed. This is one of the reasons the victory party will be sparsely attended. I will be hiring and I will look for the most evil people I can find. In this I will be comforted by the upgrade of personnel. There are but a couple exceptions and if you are reading this your honesty and love will be richly rewarded.

Quantity is Not Evidence of Quality

I want to remind you again that I hear and recognize the voice of those committed to the truth. I can not thank you enough for your kind letters and wise insights. Though it appears I spend more time on the naysayers it is only because it takes many blows to din knowledge into the head of a fool. Since you are learned wisdom comes with a first hearing. There is much less to say to you except words of affection and appreciation. For you the DVD will have value and the coming memorandum of law will make sense. I stay in the fight with you and for you. You are the treasure justifying all the expense. Your love of truth is what unites us and will ultimately reward us. I’m proud of you and to serve you. I debate with idiots hoping one or two students can comprehend the subject for their own well-being. I have no grand illusion of a cynic’s conversation. I just want to remind you again your comments are valued by me when I can read them and that the quantity of expression in no way reflects the value of the addressed party. Thanks again for being who you are.

I Missed My Calling

Let’s presume for a moment I have the intent of a criminal. That Dorean was an elaborate scheme whose sole design was to dupe and bilk the unsuspecting for my pure self-enrichment. To date, we know we took in 4-5 million. Let’s suppose again that I had no expenses, performed no service, had no product and every revenue went straight to the pockets of Scotty and I. Now my take is a mere 2-2 ½ million; not too bad. Yet it appears to me my greed is short sighted. I think I am a bad thief or I missed my calling. Between 2-3 thousand homes were granted into family trust of which I was a trustee. The duty of a trustee should not be much of a hindrance for a thief bent on self-enrichment. If realistically these homes averaged 30 thousand in equity here is another 6-9 million available to me. I should have seized or pledged this property for my benefit. There are still hundreds in my control, maybe I should pledge them for bail. I will just have to admit I missed my calling and poorly executed my self-enrichment since I could have gotten away with so much more.

Ever Miss the Obvious?

How is it that the obvious can be hidden right under our noses? It has been months since my fed indictment. To my knowledge, nobody has stated the obvious. All the news stories and detractor comments are on what a bad guy I am for having duped thousands of victims across the country. Have you noticed not one of my charges deals with the propaganda rhetoric? Every victim of the indictment is a bank. And you thought this was about you. I know a government of the people for the people. I’m certain your interests are running parallel with the banks so they have you covered. Here’s an evil thought which many think motivates me. There obviously being no significance to me one way or another concerning my clients in regard to my case, how about I tell you all to piss-off. Actually, I think most of you appreciate my dogged tenacity to bring you resolution and that I do it from an inward motivation vs. outside. I just wanted to make a point that you have nothing to bully me with. You can find a hope in my character or piss-off and it’s that obvious. Now how is it that this blog keeps chasing an irrelevant rabbit? What are the tenets of the case? It is simple; it is the bankers vs. the people and two men saying piss-off. Can we focus more on the obvious? Keep your eyes open, never know what you might see.

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays!

Seasons greetings from the great state of Utah! Kurt asked me to write a blog since he felt some of you would like to hear from me. Well, I must say this has been a very strange and wonderful experience for my first trip to the rodeo. I am in good spirits and probably the best shape I’ve been in since my days of high school sports. I’m even keeping up with some of the young kids in my pursuit of handball excellence! While physical training has been beneficial, my relationship with God has certainly deepened. Those of you in the faith will covet the amount of time in prayer, meditation, reflection and study I’m able to get in each day. This sequestering has truly been a blessing. I will save the stories of personal accomplishments and divine appointments for our future gathering.

What can I say that my distinguished colleague hasn’t already articulated. Kurt has done a masterful job of clearly stating our position and bringing common sense to a convoluted marketplace. I’m as confident as he is because truth is on our side! Truth in this case being a multifaceted definition. I would like to take this opportunity to thank many of the people who continue to support Kurt and me in this battle, both prayerfully and tactically. I will mention first names, you know who you are: Deborah, Fred, Bill, Deb, Bob and Doug (new to the mix). We couldn’t do this without you! Our known intercessors Karen (thank you for the letters and books!), Lenora, and Dee (your prophetic insight is very keen); our faithful letter writers: Becky, Karen (I’ll mention you again because your letters encourage and inspire – thank you), Todd, Joe, Diana, Gabriel and Moriah. I believe I covered everyone that has written to me. If I left anyone out, write and remind me and I’ll dedicate an entire blog to you! Finally, to Kurt, a man who is closer to me than family – well almost anyway. To you I impart my deepest respect and highest admiration for your unwavering faith and heart of a warrior. You have demonstrated not only a zeal for God but a steadfast reliance on His word. I could not imagine fighting this battle without you. I am truly blessed to observe faith in action. You that support us should be rejoicing that you have an advocate like Kurt during this important time in history. Have a blessed Christmas and a wonderful New Year! Scott

The Sinking Ship

I think one of the greatest memories I will take from this experience is of the rats leaving the ship. It is why men like Scott and I are called. It is the captains at heart that stay with the ship who experience the calm after the tempest. Captains are not tossed by every wave as their ships. They know the capabilities of the craft and have experience. Many of the friends who loved the ship when it looked like the Love Boat have discovered they have not confidence, experience or wisdom to trust. Sometimes a captain gets lucky and finds a few sailors among the passengers which I have; Welcome aboard. I regret to inform you that the hired help took their lifeboats under the cover of darkness. They have chosen their own reward but have most definitely forfeited the glory of arriving in port. I won’t lie to you in that I have suffered much loss and it will affect the schedule of arrival, but I know my vessel and how sea-worthy she is. I also know that the gusting of this storm is a bunch of hot air reacting to the cold steel resolve of man and mission. The collection of statements left behind by those abandoning post are what captains have placed in their excuse log for generations and it will never change. “I didn’t sanction this”, “I didn’t authorize”, He didn’t have my permission”, “He wouldn’t let me do my job”, “He’s a control freak”, “there’s nothing that could be done anyway”, “he wouldn’t listen to me”, “He doesn’t have all the facts”, “you didn’t pay me for this”, “pay me first and I will work”. A captain’s ears are calloused to the vocabulary of the quitters. If their words have any merit to you it will be to your own folly. For they are there for the battle breaking and confetti on every fantastic voyage but you like them if you heed their words will be on an endless journey without a destination. Dorean has a destination, a voyage marked in history and in opposition to the Titanic which sank. We which were supposed to be destroyed arrived safely in port. And all who despised her precious cargo of truth and courage are forever shamed. The inhabitants of the land spent that delivered truth for many years to come. Then the battle worn parties of concern drank the warm cup of comfort in a quiet toast to achievement with their captain and friend and never spoke the names of the quitters again.

Just as a Man

It appearing that I will be held hostage by the four letter word “Utah” a little longer, my resolve remains. I really can’t consider my cost nor can I allow it to be used as a persuasive tool by my enemy. If I remain until the finish, there is the chance (slim some perceive) that I will win. If you study all the accusations against me, they are detractors from the subject matter; all are on “criminal”. Never do they address accounting, UCC, contract law, securities laws, and fraud, only what a bad guy I am. If they can’t prove it, they are forever barred from sidestepping my questions. Even in a civil railroad case they lose the tracks they build their presumptions on. I believe with all my heart someone has to be wiling to bring this test to history. Do I wish someone else would do it? Of course. Many of you critics have never spent months away from your families, handled your own battles, been publicly ridiculed. The first hint of pain you would crumble. I don’t’ know if you ever take the time to analyze what Scott and I are doing. You figure I’m greedy because that’s the only justification for you doing what I’ve done. Even this is foolish; my operating expenses were 200K per month for 20 months. That is 4 million of the 5 I might have took in. I drove a 10 year old car, have no boats, planes, or vacation houses, no evidence of lavish living. Scott sacrificed home and family for greed? How foolish an accusation. Some men do believe in honor, virtue, truth, things bigger than a man, longer than a generation, so worth living for that death is acceptable. Just as a man I continue to stand.

The Subtile Deception of Nobility

Consistent with our search for truth, one must recognize the subtile deception in nobility. This is the masters of propoganda's greatest weapon. I touched on it briefly in the Robin Hood example. We are known as a religious tolerant nation. Oh how it sounds so nobel being that men can hold to their own beliefs. The subtile deception is that man always being free to worship his maker never needs a license or charter of my toleration, the governments or yours. Who are we to set up between man and maker. Toleration being a grant can always be reversed into intolerent when the definitions of nobility change. Our nobility condemns us because we accept privileges as evidence of freedom; the greatest self delusion. The Pledge of Allegiance placing the nation under God instead of "One People Under God" again converts the one with the right into a privilege by the servent master. God did not create nations, people do. God creates people. In courts, they describe themselves as "Statutory" as to jurisdiction. Sounds nobel but it can't exist. Statutes don't create jurisdiction, they are created by it. There is no such thing in nature as a child birthing parents. Creation and origin is the birth of all rights, title and interest. Behind the subtile deception of the nobility "you must pay all your debts" is an origin or right that is an absolute truth. My opinion is there is no nobility in theft of right by conversion or absent truth. So I will remain ignoble unless your origin has merit.

What is Truth?

There appears to be varied opinion but I’m wondering if truth is an absolute like in math or the many colored spectrum of the rainbow of perception. Is there a truth to the actual mechanics of the mortgage contract? Does double entry offsetting liabilities reflect honesty or dishonesty? Does it truly reflect a promissory note as an asset because it is, or is it just a balance technique to create zero tax liability? Was the Uniform Commercial Code written as error when it laid down how title rights pass? Did banking not understand credit vs. cash deception? Are our opinions really that diverse or are the facts misunderstood? Retractor or supporter alike, don’t we really want the truth? When I went to prison for securities fraud I worked in a company that issued promissory notes. Deductive reasoning would conclude that a promissory note to be a security must be a financial asset. There being no such thing as liability fraud, the crimes were the misstatements of fact and the omission of facts. If I’m not being told my financial asset is being deposited and used to fund the transaction, is that a misstatement or an omission, or just an accounting formality? Can you understand why I am sensing some form of hypocrisy in the financial asset arena? Let’s just say accounting means nothing. Why all the new rules and penalties over Enron, WorldCom, and Arthur Anderson? The UCC is not the law. This is a half truth, its adoption into International Treaties and adoption by all 50 states is the law. If you have truth that will shed some absolute light upon this subject, all want to hear it. I for one happen to believe behind every smokescreen of a lie is a solid piece of honest, absolute truth. If you have that, you are an asset, if you’re just blowing smoke you will be discovered by the winds of a diligent seeker.

New Bible Edition

I saw a few comments recommending I create a Bible edition. Though it is something that will have to wait until my release, I believe I have just the right version for the world today. I will call it King Kurt’s Giant Print – Red Letter – Jackass – Bible. In the law, a jackass had to have its neck broke or a lamb sacrificed. God calls sinners “wild ass men.” There was only two times in the scriptures where a jackass was receiving positive comment. (1) Balaam’s ass refused to disobey God and spoke on His behalf; (2) Jesus rode the ass in the Triumphant Entry. So my edition will make it clear that if you’re not speaking for the Lord or being driven by the Lord, you’re just another ass that needs its neck broke. Look for it to become a cult classic!

A Future Post

I blogger asked me to write a futuristic post just for the fun of it. So I will imagine my post a year from now.

12-1-06

On the 19th, my 44th birthday, I have planned a celebration at the Hyatt at O’Hare Airport. I’ve selected this place for its central location to all you bloggers. I am asking all of you who have posted, friend or foe, to please come join me. I would love to meet you and shake your hand. I will be reimbursing you all for your hotel stay or you can just mention my name at reservations and they will put it to my account. When you make your nametags, put your blogger name. There will be dinner, dancing and live music. I’ve hired Chicago (I thought appropriate) and Earth, Wind and Fire. It should be a great evening of fun. There will be trophies and cash for the biggest ass, most encouraging, most articulate, most whiney, and perhaps a few others. History has settled the opinion now let’s have fun with the people who kept us typing away in anger or admiration. I will be announcing my new blog that will be focusing on my participation with government to revamp the mortgage industry and how to restore credibility back to Fannie Mae. Look forward to seeing you there!

I QUIT

I don’t know about Scott, but I quit. I’ve been seriously measuring the cost and I am not willing to bear it. I’ve contacted both prosecutors to work out a deal. It appears from the preliminary discussions I can be back in my wife’s arms in a couple of years. I will know my future and no longer have to deal with this uncertainty. The help I was relying on became more and more futile. There will be restitution of about 10% for all my victims that will be overseen by the Feds. In exchange, they have promised not to pursue any clients. This I suppose is the only good news. There will be little purpose left for this blog except notice of final settlement. This will take about two weeks. Until then, this is my final post. I hate to admit it, but it appears the naysayers were wiser than I. This battle really was too large for a couple of guys. Of course, I’m being sarcastic, attempting to show some of you idiots the grand end of your worthless hope and ideology. Is this really the dream that should persuade me to change my ways? I’m sorry, but I have considered the offer and find it unacceptable. I will keep the hope of my promise.

Access to Comments

My access is few, but I will try and address a couple. Refunds: My intentions are there, no promise when but I am diligent about the effort. I have many handicaps that impair me with their good intentions. This site is not the site for refunds or form, it will link you to that one if I can ever get it up. Bill Julian: He is not my concern, he was a broker whose role is finished. I do not know his promises and am not marketing his product. I offer this knowledge I do have. He is a friend to me when I have few, and his swiss backing is not a lie. As to the rest, I am not a babysitter to adults. I think one commenter said we are all accountable for our own actions. Can I be more specific: Starfish, in what way? I want to give you all I can but there has to be some realistic warfare limitations. Webpage: I hired a web designer through a friend prior to my incarceration. They swore two months at most. I am now four months past that promise and cannot get a simple draft. I have tried to get my friend to help but he apparently has his own agenda. I get people to contact them but no one seems to understand what I want. They keep offering me an answer to a question I haven’t asked. This is just a test to see how angry I can get. I’ve hired new people but they are being delayed by these slugs also. Many of my plans are contingent upon this page, so you all get inflamed by my delays. I am trying is all I can say. Collateral Estoppel: My current offer is good for me but not for you. Should I take it or be the best fiduciary I can be and not set my own interest above yours. I have three other choices developing while the webpage needs to get up. When I settle I will show you this offer and then you might appreciate my hold out.

Slow Train out of Utah

Well it appears Utah wants to hang on to their insignificant role in history. At best I’m here until year’s end. I’m not disappointed, it is all part of the game. The only role Utah has left is to be a scout. They want to see my evidence and strategies but it won’t happen. This battle means nothing, it is us and the big mouth feds and that’s it. I’m in this to win and they will not know the weapons of my warfare until the pivotal battle. Insurance fraud, what a joke! If I was even in the field it would still be petty. Is my Bond an insurance product? Was it when offered for sale? Used as a backing for anything other than myself? What is their claim? Did I fail to pay a claim or did some insurer get frauded by me? Regardless, the facts speak plainly for themselves.

Why Tolerate

There are only two types of government. One over the people and one of the people. I brought forward a concern of the people. A government of the people would pick it up as a redress and seek out a remedy. They would be my advocate and not my adversary. So we clearly have a government that thinks it’s over the people. Say who? Banking was of the people, not over the people. Why do you tolerate such nonsense? What authority can they quote for their overlord position? None. All they have is the tools of tyranny. You know my view on this. If they are as strong as you perceive, why can two men scare them so bad? Evidence of fear: 9 month indictment vs. normal 18-24 month, cooperation with Utah in any effort to get us off the street, FBI arrest on Utah warrant in California, conspiracy with a landlord for eviction. These are not the actions of those confident in their lawful right. These are the actions of a coward afraid to lose the control gained over the people by ignorance and deception. Excuse me if I do not tremble at their fierce “meow.”

The Psychology of a Tyrant

The core of a tyrant is fear. He is not a producer but is a looter and a leach. It is his victims that he needs and relies upon. The greatest need is his need for self-deception. Man wants to be known as good to himself and since he is denied this by his existence he must erect a sophisticated mental melody of justifications. Since his identity resides with the victims so does his justifying. This is his fatal weakness. You have all the power and all he has is bluff, irate tantrums, and force to induce his fear upon you in exchange for your strength. If you fall for this he can make the mental transition from evil to good. You displayed yourself weak and incompetent so now he sees his task as one of merit and justifies his looting as resources better used in competence. If you don’t your strong, moral stand immediately reflects his evil, fear and self-loathing. You have stolen from him his only escape. If he is really evil or really powerful he may destroy you which condemns him into the quicksand of his soul. If he is just a loud mouth bully he will scream, rant, and fit about his self exposure but he will always recognize your strength as superior. If it is a solitary lunch money bandit or a collective like our government the psychology is the same.

Trouble in Jail

A couple of weeks ago I got in trouble with a deputy. I had given my dinner to another inmate. When he questioned me he got innate when I thought it none of his business. Then I challenged him to put up the law I broke or shut up. He locked me down and harassed me for the evening. Then he wrote me up which requires a hearing officer to determine your punishment. She came the next day. She has a reputation of being nice and lenient. She had a report I violated two of their rules. I began to challenge some of her presumptions immediately. She got frustrated and went to the next level of a recorded hearing. She began with her opening statement which stated facts not proven so I objected. She became more frustrated and finally came apart at the seams. Within a minute she turned the recorder off, declared the hearing over and sent me to my room like a mother who doesn’t know what to do with a child. You see this is but a small example of the big picture. They need us to submit to their presumed power but none of them know how they got it. They have just been told. When you demand they prove it a few things happen. They are no longer self-deceived which severs their ability to move to their moral tranquility. They become uncertain in their identity and become irate and frustrated. If you are resolute they will self-explode. It matters not if deputy, judge, or president, they need you to sanction them by submission. This is not obstinate for obstinate's sake, but know who you are what is laws, justice, truth and standing on it. Learn from this example and test it on bill collectors and government frauds. Watch what happens.

Do You Mind

I am going to address GR82BMOI and tcob247, not as individuals with a thinking mind but rather as voices of a giant mass of prattling goo. My hopes for the individuals should they ever appear is completely different. You got a piece of paper to wipe your ass says who? Attorneys (conflicted), bankers (conflicted), accountants (conflicted), judges (conflicted), economist (propagandist), businesspeople (serfs), Nobel Prize winners (you mean losers), why do you need a sanction for your brain? Why is it more comfortable to be an automation or a robot? You can’t even formulate a logical question because you keep replaying the software of your creator. Because you know I am a Christian man you think you’ll leverage me by your idea of what my virtues should be. I should forgive you for your ignorance, absolve you of choice, show concern for your need, have compassion for your suffering, and love you unconditionally. Well I won’t. You think you are superior and that the money you gave me was alms to a beggar. You have no morality to which I owe homage. You don’t have self-respect, how could you extend any to me? You have no courage, how could you recognize mine? You have no mind for ingenuity, how could you honor creativity? You only take orders and long for experts to give you direction, how could you fathom independent decision? You need your cracker-jack logic of money = greed, accusation = guilt, expert = truth, conviction = criminal, banker = lender, government = noble, uneducated = ignorant, damages = loss, foreclosure = defeat, presumption = fact. No, there is no justifying to the spineless the upright stature of a man. It’s like explaining distance to a snail that has no capacity to comprehend and nothing in its nature to make it relevant. I see your constant whimpering and whining like an abused puppy. Puppy dog eyes do not more me, perhaps your litter mates James Keller and Kevin Ryan want to hear your story. They have the capacity with all their understanding to blame others for their terrible lot in life. They know exactly what its like for self-immolation for the collective idea of morality. They abhor anyone not being an automation and hurting the good natured victim. I personally hope to help your prophecies come true. If your prophecy doom I want to give it to you. If you want court judgments, I agree. You want blame, I accept it. Call me greedy, I’ll oblige. You want me out of your life, my pleasure. Want me to be courageous and finish the fight, I will. Want me to not compromise, I will not. Want the full value of our trade, I will give it. Want to give me respect, I will return it. Wan an education, I will teach. You see, everyone will reach their desire, their goal. I know what all are asking of me and have the individual reasoning capacity to be all things to all people. I will hold you all to your choices as I hold myself to mine and that is the only honor I can give to you. I promise this, I will feel no shame, no guilt, no remorse, and no fear in the choices I make. You will all mind the outcome.

Utah Lingers (Post #1)

Well the quit has not yet surfaced and history will claim Utah as the insignificant slug of worthless delay. They I guess intend to linger in a battle over their head. This means it will take aggression by the feds to move them aside or my appearance in court which won’t be until next year. I won’t be attending the 20th hearing. They can continue their judicial masturbation until I’m forced against my will to appear. Then I will set the record straight. My damages continue and I will collect them. Time is my friend. I’m sure the feds need time to figure out the spider web of sticky truth they must avoid. A trial of lies takes some planning. Maybe this is Utah’s service to country.

The Enemy (Post #2)

At first glance it would appear the government is the enemy, but they are merely the effect and at best the most faithful agent of the cause. There has crept a malevolent doctrine into the soul of the American People. An illusion like a mirror which reflects the opposite of the truth, the reality standing before it. Morality is twisted into justifications of expedience. Take the story of Robin Hood, a moral story about a man who in force resisted tyranny and tested the looters to return property back to the victims. This corrupt doctrine sells the story as neutered statements, eunuchs to serve in the palaces of poled propaganda. “Prince of Thieves” or “Stole from the rich to give to the poor”. How do we want to deal with the masses? Are they welfare beggars, we’ll use the rich to the poor agenda? Are they in search of nobility, we’ll focus on Prince? Are they hard on crime, we’ll focus on stole and thieves? The masses are huddled like a giant shadow around the single candle power looking for moral direction and tremble in fear that the insufficient warmth and light might go out and they’ll be in the dark. A dark morass like tar that sticks to you not as an individual but as a collective. Brilliance the brightness of the individual, the purposeful, self-respecting, objective, virtuous, responsible is now a sin it shames our candle and we can’t have that. In expedience men of independence are persecuted, blasted in the media, killed or jailed. Not for truth but the reflected opposite. Until the brilliance of the individual, the American pioneer returns to lay stake or claim upon the land and is again willing to fight the savage or tyrant, we shall diminish into that social state of loathing until we hate each other and life. I am of the essence of Robin Hood and the story has modern players but your response is either truthful or a reflection, individual or collective, a brilliance or candle power, of fear or knowledge. Why are you being made to feel guilty for the virtue of property ownership and truth in contracting? All I can say is check the premise. “Want something for free” flickers out of the candle a retort from the banker to shame you for challenging or duplicating his action of getting something for free. How about using what you did get for free, your freedom and your brilliance.

Astonishment

Have you ever wondered how the wise are astonished by the fool as the fool is by the wise? The same set of facts is handled in diverse ways. My environment causes me astonishment all day. You hear every justification to describe the reasonableness of depravity. They couldn’t discover the solution to their problem because they are precluded by their foolishness to see it. To me, it is a microcosm of the entire society and unfortunately what I discovered among my clientele. I do not want you to be blind as the many fools that surround me. Read Tom Schauf’s books, read fed publications, read anything that will help you see the gleaming hope of victory. I can tell you that a fool’s hope is folly because they are destroying their chances by the very execution of their plans. With education you won’t be swayed by the baby talkers on this blog or anywhere else and my actions won’t be a source of astonishment. Let’s pull together as we near the end. As the Musketeers said, “All for one and one for all.”

I Can Only Hope (#2)

If Utah should decide to prosecute it would be my delight. They are at a much worse disadvantage than the feds. They are trying to make my product an insurance product because they don’t understand my bond. Its simple revelation will expose this folly. Secondly, they began their prosecution with a fraud. Not a good start rarely leads to a good finish. Thirdly, I’m certain they were promised some favor for a mere snatch and grab to get us off the streets, to now have them prosecute would spoil their simple role. Now, first a hearing I will not attend will be a dismissal or some other delay until one. I care less where I spend the time. One day, the right day, the evidence will be presented and my enemies will be shamed. The state of that day will have to release me. If Utah dismisses (90% chance) the feds will pick me up soon enough. I don’t think they can restrain their lust to destroy liberty and innocence much longer. I will keep you informed though I am probably the last to know.

Slow Train Picking Up Speed (#1)

On the 14th both Scotty and I were moved up to medium security from minimum. This is evidence of the fed case prevailing. The public display is all horseshit and we will soon be in front of the beast. I’m concerned Scott is like myself in that we are eager to find the cause of all our injustice. Ladies and Gentlemen, seekers of truth the lie now has a face to face challenger. No more can it remain the dirty little secret of gossip circles. Regardless of championing this cause I’m interested even as a bystander to see the results. I have trained for this moment and may the gifts I’ve been given and the promise deliver us all from the arrogant deceivers. This is the best information I have at the moment.

The Slow Movers

It appears the slow movers will wait until their patsy, Utah, officially dismisses their case. This quality of people amaze me and that anyone would fear them seems absurd. They find their meandering way like cattle into the meat market of mediocrity. They leave no mark on the world and only exist as a label that retires to a bleached shadow from the radiance of accomplishment that glared at their resistance. Like placing one chicken in a fifty gallon pot there is no soup, only the faint evidence of a chicken in hot water. People with vision and a tenacity to build something, to leave a place better than how they found it have always to confront these self-haters, slackards, pricks like a splinter, who are noticed only for their short lived inconvenience to the flesh. If these were movers and shakers they would have noticed the nuance of liberty in our work and admired it. They are parrots who appear to have a human quality but only repeat the words of another without an original thought. A hundred of these fall to my left and a thousand to my right. Do you think it arrogant to state the truth that “average” in America is a moron and that achievers always must contend with the meek and minor of lethargia schools of bug-eyed humans who turn because the one in front of them did until the net of obscurity has captured the whole lot of them? No truth must declare that slow movers fear decisions which nail one foot to the floor while competence dances the jig of success all around them.

Destiny & Survival

When this story is over and it has been told what really transpired, all will be aware of the destiny I already see. Without this, survival even to this point would have been impossible. Presumption is I suspect the biggest enemy I faced. Friends and foes alike practice it. My foe to my advantage, my friends to my hurt. I could have never foreseen the evil that was unleashed on me in the name of service or kindness. Every arrogant ego exalted itself as a deliverer when none could deliver themselves from the sin of presumption. It is funny to me that people actually think concrete prevents me from thinking or prayerfully considering God’s desires. Funnier still is that naively they think that they will have superior wisdom without the courage that created the events. Many can build and a few can engineer but even less have the vision to change the world. Every craftsman I employed without my vision carved out a graven image to their own vanity and were offended I did not bow down to worship it. “Without a vision the people perish” and every assault has not clouded my sight. The only effect worth mentioning was the broken heart. Even that was healed by the comfort of destiny and the balm of survival. The resistance to truth is stubborn and can find its way to you in closer measure through an ally or friend.

What Effect

I saw some comment concerning the effects of our success. First off, I want to make it clear I am not one of those Christians who view the US as evil and our banking system as one that will collapse. I believe our success will clean up excessive greed and return a little prosperity back to the people. Ultimately, even if a full blown scandal (doubtful) should appear, we have a spin-happy congress that can minimize quickly. My only goal is to make it right for my clients and then hope we made enough noise to be heard. If they fix the industry quietly why should I be disappointed? Change is a hard thing to accomplish in a tyranny and a victory for certain. Revolution is the fancy of too few and the vast populace lives in the Matrix unaware they are the funding source of a machine that doesn’t exist in their controlled imagination. Principles and reason justify economic implosion but there are many other factors on a global scale to incorporate in an accurate equation. God of course has timing dictates that must be understood. That is an entirely different blog. Let’s not be too grandiose getting our houses back and a little economic freedom should be our expectation. Anything else is a benefit to those who didn’t enter the battle.

A Witness

I saw one comment where someone seemed to want to pint out what Scott was losing. I thought I would point out that Scott was losing nothing. Scott is a man of faith who has greater faith than I because he is going through this tough trial through all his fears and phobias and I am confident because I’ve been down this road before. His marriage was to a faithless woman who knew nothing of God’s ways. She was an anchor and her loss will mean smooth sailing in love and life for Scott in the future. His kids though dislodged and in turmoil, will learn that God is in control and that they have a courageous man of God for a father. This is another win in a lifetime. His house is the funny one. World Savings who was one of the big mouths in Alsup’s court was dumb enough to be one of the victims in our indictment using Scott’s house. Once we expose their crimes they will be buying Scott any house he desires and have their other problems of lying to a court and having an innocent man jailed. Hello checkbook! Scott is one of the best fiduciaries anyone can have. He lived what he spoke of, is honest, and is willing to sacrifice for the good of others. Anyone who loses Scott has their life diminished. Scott is a blessing wherever he sets his foot.

Anticipation

By this post I should be in California meeting the next dishonorable jackass in a black robe. I anticipate he will have no regard or care for truth as every one of his predecessors have shown. I care not and they can continue to view my mercy as weakness. I cannot lose and only I know this because the irrefutable evidence I possess is known by no one, not even Scott. It is and has been my endless source of confidence and can only be revealed when the wickedness of my foe is come to its completion. I love it when a plan comes together! Their folly is as they chase a presumption in my delight. Judge Alsup gave me the clue to their intention and I was prepared that day. Watch these proud men scramble when I expose their evil twisted morality. They are almost at the end of my toleration and at the center of the snare. Many of you will be fasting as you eat your words. The celebration of some days are worth the wait. Even my so called helpers and deliverers will have mouth agape because they did not prayerfully consider their roles. People are too impressed by their corrupt government as an evil man is blinded by his own thought a collective can also fall. Men without virtue are weak and the power they assert is vanity for one strong man can prevail.

Finally!

By this posting, early-bird DVD’s are shipped. Please post comments about the content. There is only one more thing I would like to add to it but that will have to wait. I will extend the early-bird offer until December 15. From that point forward you will have access to it by the webpage. It appears to me that the new people are a thousand times more diligent about getting things done than my previous helpers so my expectations of having a page up are greatly increased. Many of the offers I’m developing for this page are progressing. Perhaps a synergy of results will all hit at the same time. It would be nice to have something go right once in a while. Thank you all for your patience. I hope you all are rewarded by an increase of wisdom and understanding.

A Lesson in Warfare

Hopefully by now you have figured out that I desire to communicate and be as helpful as I can. Unfortunately, this is not always tactically wise. Last week I posted to send your quitclaims here, they have a notary. Well, the FBI, your friend and mine, sent a fax to Alsup’s order which is not a prohibition but can be interpreted that way by idiots which persuade government. Now I can not provide this service. There is still remedy but you will have to figure this out on your own because if I tell you, some jackass will attempt to thwart right. We live in an era where the outrage against morality is called law and judges are wicked enough to inflict penalties for truth. Judge Alsup is a fine example. I will meet others soon. I know you crave detail but I must look to win above that desire. I will say this as to a question I see floating around. The 600 is 350 with more to follow. My disclosure page will be their place to discover who they are. Until then I will do my best to prevail against our delusional sociopath.

THE ABC'S OF FAITH

Faith is as Action Based upon a promise, sustained in Confidence. 90% of it is courage, 10% is tenacity, and all the other super spiritual stuff you think it is. There are only 3 options for me: (1) Succumb to the tools of discouragement. These being endless ridicule, betrayals, unwise counsel, insurmountable obstacles, and intolerable personal sacrifice. These come from all sources and are encouraged by evil agents like the FBI. Discouragement is designed to take me out of the battle and to make me lose sight of the promise. If it hasn’t happened by now it won’t, leaving the only 2 true options. (2) To discover my promise is bigger than my enemies leading to victory; or (3) Discovering my enemies are bigger than my promise, leading to defeat. Most of you having no idea of the promise have no factual basis with which to merit your comments. It is I having the knowledge that wage my life on the size and strength of the promise. My enemies don’t know the promise, they only know they hate me for it. So the battle will take place and everyone will have their calculations tested and the promise will be measured by the result. My promise gives me actions of confidence.

The Messiah Complex

Oh how fools appear to be wise using terms and phrases superior to their intellect. I am no messiah nor do I have the capacity for the office. Psychologists have reduced the study of the soul down to the study of the mind and a pea brain at that, leaving them vegetarians of common sense being completely devoid of the meat of their subject of science. Nice little labels are applied to life so it appears to be a game of marbles you can understand. The banker condemns me from his ivory fortress because I was clever enough to enter by lifting the mat and using the key. The government hates that I offended its master and that I dared expose their conflict and propaganda without their permission. Clients sought me out for their own greed, others seeking someone to take responsibility for their apathy. Some think that the 1000 or 1500 they shelled out purchased my soul. Because I was a convict I surely have criminal intent behind my actions. Wouldn’t it b e nice if just the right label made it all make sense? I took on a fiduciary role which created a duty to seek out the best for the beneficiary whether they have the capacity to understand it or not. This duty can be selfless but never approaches messiah. Jesus considered His life a ransom for others, He thought He was perfect, He spoke as one having authority and if martyred would overcome death. You labelers call Him a “good and wise teacher” which is impossible. He was either a nut or who He claimed to be. C.S. Lewis called this the Startling Alternate. I have no capacity to be a messiah, my life having no value over your own. Because I might take honor in my duty can’t even give you a clear moral picture of who I am or what motivates me. I might even delight in your confusion, which might make me as evil as you and precluded from any self-aggrandizement. I am simply doing a job and you don’t know why. Let’s just leave it that way.

The Song of Kurt

The Song of Moses of Exodus 15 and the Song of Deborah from Judges 4 were songs of victory. Victory is so close now I thought I would write the song of Kurt. Though a little premature and prophetic, you will see it become reality soon.

You, Lord, have hidden me away in the jails of my enemy. I was made the reproach of many. Unjustly I was accused of evils. I suffered betrayals from all who claimed friend. I besought you diligently with much prayer and fasting. I sought your mighty strength for the enemy was fierce. Your ear was bent towards me and your mighty hand was raised. Woe to those who bed with the harlot was your decree. The faith of your servant found its just reward. Promise finds its place in time and the enemies are bewildered. Every snare they have set caught themselves. Every dishonor they cast upon me has returned ten fold to their scheme. All honest men must look at my deliverance and give glory to the Most High. Your mercy has renewed my strength and set me above my captors. I eat of the splendor of the spoils. Thousands are blessed by the train of my deliverance. You are the living God in whom men can wisely put their trust for your salvation is as rich today as in ancient times. Your loving kindness returned me to the bosom of my bride and flooded the desert of deprivation with a river of thanksgiving and tears of joy. Though they hid me away I was not lost for you were there searching me out that I might know your ways. Robbers pummeled all my resources like an army of locust and behind them I was barren, but your creative voice spoke and nothing became the envy of the previous glory. Like Joseph I was exalted. Worthy is the lamb to receive glory, honor and praise for his mediation, undeserved, moves the heavens and moves my soul to adoration. He who sets the path of lightning, tells the oceans where to cease, heard my prayers and befriended me through His loving kindness. Great is thy faithfulness and amazing Your grace, for who can separate me from your love? The Lord reigns forever and ever!

Two Men of Courage

By the time this is posted we will be facing our Goliath. The giant who boast in a power absent truth. Scott and I are not experts in their field of battle or even worthy opponents. We do have truth and courage and faith. Each of us has put our life on the line on a promise. We believe he who promised is able to deliver, at this point it seems it will be without the help of men. Men greater than ourselves have found their refuge and shine as examples for us. If we are not delivered the promise remains. William Wallace accomplished his promise by death and betrayal, the promise in divine providence being bigger than the man. Regardless of the outcome, I can say I have seen the worst of people and the best. The staging is over and the weapons and champions are chosen and whether a season of freedom or of theft occurs is the result of this one battle. Together men in arms, I am proud to stand next to my brother Scott and believe some of you are aware of the importance of this moment in history. God grant us the wisdom to answer our accusers, the faith to overcome our fears and phobias, the tenacity to finish and resolve at any cost, and to be obedient. If we perish we thank you for the honor and if we prevail let it be obvious to all men that it was your battle and your hand that delivered. It is my blog and my prayer!

DVD and Webpage Update

The promise of delivering may appear endless, and I must admit with the friends that were helping me, who needs enemies. I have done my best from here to provide these tools which is happening over every hurdle. The DVD master is in the hands of the manufacturer. I’m told two weeks from now they are shipped. Those who have ordered, please post your comments here. The webpage has been dislodged from those who had big checks they wrote with their mouth that their body couldn’t cash. The new party already seems 100 times more diligent. Their promise is 30 days. I can only hope this true. I know my part is always done timely. I apologize again and repeatedly for the delays. I can only hope the product is worth the wait.

A Question of My Judgment

It appears some are impressed with Jackie Aldridge’s ability to obtain a judgment. Anyone can lie to a court and obtain one. Big deal! You think I would take on the largest, richest cartel and be vulnerable to the tail wagging the dog. The naivety of people amazes me. These bankers steal hundreds of homes from your neighborhoods every month with the blessings of the courts and the rest of government and I’m supposed to lay myself bare like carrion to be fed upon. No wonder some of you are so lame; you’d bring a knife to a gun fight. There can be hundreds more of these futile judgments. Ask her how much joy she got from this a year from now or two or five. Everybody call me crook or con-man and send your hired gun, agent, James Keller to prove it. If you don’t, where will be your tea-leaf reading, crystalball-quawking, zodiacal future enchanted idealism. Oh wise prophets, ministers of the obvious, sages of the tyrant, where will you hide your brown nose when truth has dislodged your bully? I did not arrive here today because I feared or relied upon the judgments of others; I tested my knowledge. Own it by experience and with courage challenge those who blabber without knowledge.

Of Right or Might

Here is the test again where men have comfort, convenience, or expedience to measure against truth. All complain about the shackles of debt and the unfair advantage of the banker, but none will turn their head from the glamour of this empty promise. The tyrant is always in a death struggle since he has not God or nature on his side. His offense is ever present and his only hope of non-discovery is to charm you into a slumber. Stolen resources purchase might, but can never obtain the power of right. History is replete with examples of men who know the power of virtue, the cost of freedom, and the inherent weakness of all tyrants: lust. One voice can avenge the tyrant whose deathly fear unwinds him. Success or failure depends always on divine providence and the coherency of the victim. Today Dorean called the tyrant out, sent a death warrant to his agents, and bugled out the revelry to all who slumber. We exposed his weakness, bore the brunt of his wrath and your opportunity to revolt to freedom is now. Do you suppose Homer Simpson will save you during a commercial? What is your hope, some act of congress? T.I.L.A. and R.E.S.P.A. were victories for the banker’s token gifts from their justices. Their crimes now limited to small fines instead of jury awards; bought another decade of slumber their greatest reward. Will you crucify us and ask for the murderer to be freed? It’s been done before. If we unite we can pry the bag of gold from their hand and return it to our posterity. Get a grip or let it slip!