Hopefully I don't have a Do Not Resuscitate clause on my soul. LOL. I thought this was funny!!! If I do, don't tell Lori, she'd be the one pretending to be the "soul nurse" that comes in an unplugs me. Nurse Lotsaporn. Deeeeeep. Lori has hospital fantasies about popping in and unplugging. As many men as she's put in the hospital she should have her own Emergency Room. Oops, I forgot, she already does.
My bad.
So what is "Sold and Told"? That's where we are tonight. I want to assure you that this isn't a game that you want to play with a drug dealer, but good news, Lori's the only person I've ever known that uses drugs like a weapon. Literally, the drug methamphetamine is a weapon she uses to hurt the oppressed. We have lots of rehabs here in Palm Springs and lots of recovery. The thing is that most of the time, you can spot one of Lori's victims...or two or five...in a 12 step meeting. Lori likes to pretend that she knows and goes to A/A but we all know what happens to the Devil when he shows up at church!
Lori knows Step 1: Admitting you have a problem (and your life had become unmanageable) She forgets the second part. Now here's what's funny about that. While Step 1 remains the most important step of all, for drug addicts/alcoholics, for Lori it means something else. For Lori the sociopath, she looks at the people that are implanted and can search for "admitting I have a problem" so that she can call the police and steal the drugs from that person's home. What is a sacred part of sobriety, for Lori is the most important step toward putting a man in jail and stealing his drugs. Can't you just hear her, "Well he's not going to use them any more? They're mine now."
While Step 1 is important to the addict because there is no Step 2 without Step 1...thus no sobriety. To Lori, a completely different picture arises. This is the guy that has had bad things happen. He's down on his luck. He wants to change but the addiction baffles him still. So he's ripe to keep on the meth gravy train. These kind of men will "do things for Lori", if she can just have Jonathan go out and find him and bring him back to her. If he refuses, he may get a baggie for "his troubles", but as soon as he's out the door, she calls a cop and has him busted with it. You know the whole "sold and told" thing is really like a "give and shiv". She's a nightmare as a drug dealer and she's an even bigger tattletale. Why would a drug dealer turn in her own customers...it's simple, it's the beginning of the "controlling him" phase.
Lori's been turned down more often than a bed spread at a hooker's hotel, by gay men, so this is how she gets them involved and imprisoned. She "hates men" and has told many people that. Men just don't find her attractive from what I'm told. Jonathan referred to her as a pot bellied pig. He hated her. Others have referred to "the smell" and yet others have pointed to her "sloppy drug use", but the number one complaint is "her big fat mouth." That one runs away with the grand prize.
I firmly believe that it was when the kid was run over in high school that her hatred of men really kicked into full gear. Once she pushed the guy under the car, she blamed him and all his friends for the incident. The truth was that she'd been supplying these guys with weed or meth for so long without them being able to beat me up. I, like many of my friends, avoided her "Dylan Klebold and Eric Harris" type of friends. Mostly they were fine when they weren't fucked up, but they were always fucked up. When they went to that particular party they were looking for me...and ended up going after the General's son, who kinda looked like me. Lori was so WASTED that she told people I was driving the car. I was nowhere near that home on purpose. I knew about the party. The picture of me and my friend, who's house was trashed, was in the previous year's yearbook. That's how Lori thought I would be there. My friend Becky, incidentally, left school after that. My friend may have been threatened. Not the only kid that left high school because of Lori either...right Lori?
Lori has this thing about creating evil then pretending to be some kind of angel. If this incident had happened a few months later, Lori would have been put in jail. She eventually got in trouble, but it wasn't until all the guys in her little drug circle were charged with felonies...then they came clean. I've heard that they even stopped wearing dark eye make up after that. LOL. They tattled on her and told the truth about Lori...but it wasn't the first time. There was my friend Kelly that was tired of having her boobs grabbed and being stared at maniacally by Lori. There was the vice principle's kid whose garage she burned down. Three or four more kids left after Lori had them accuse adults of molesting them, but I think it was Lori that told their parents this. Just how many military kids were implanted with these devices? We need to investigate. I think Bryan Anderson was one of those kids...maybe. I'm not sure. I know his parents were super protective of him. Very Christian, very Catholic. Very Marine Corp. Back then they were suppose to keep kids from being kidnapped. It was a thing.
So while some people were buying drugs from her in high school, she had a teacher's phone book of school district employee phone numbers. Many of our friends were teacher's kids or friends of teachers' families so if she sold something or gave something to one of my friends to get high, she would summarily call their parents, like the principal's kid, and tattletale on them. Lori wanted to set up the kids to notify their parents...not the best policy for a budding drug dealer. You don't get a lot of return customers and they end up getting in trouble with their parents. So even though her friends were like the Colombine guys, maybe not as nerdy, they remain some of the first people that she ratted out but came clean with her mother and father. You can imagine the effect it must have had on Lori's father's career in the military. Here's his bratty daughter trying to have the Commanding General's son run over her druggie friend. That's not good for promotions. My father is still friends with General Etnyre...that would be an interesting conversation. Don't you think?
I'm not going to lie, Lori was a monster then too. The signs were always there. She had one friend that was a girl that followed her everywhere, still does...she's in this photo from Sedona, Arizona. Those are my friends with Lori and her friend Julie.
So, yeah that's the girl that followed Lori around in high school...so you know she has juicy information to be shared. (Wink) Actually, I think Julie was embarrassed by Lori when she would act up. Julie is prettier than Lori and is much nicer to be around, but when Lori's around she has to take Lori to a corner where she can't make a scene. The other girls, marked as "friends" are friends of mine. I'm sure they have stories to tell too. I wonder what they are going to think when they find out that I was on vacation in Sedona, Arizona at that same time. My mom planned my trip to our time share. What will they think when they see the pictures that Jonathan took of Lori while she was in Sedona...wasted!!! I can't imagine spending 6 hours in a car with Lori...oh the sex talk must have been going on!!! Lori loves to bring up anal sex and group sex with these kinds of friends. Then she talks about me and my family...ad nauseum, not understanding that these girls are closer to me than her. I don't keep in contact with them because drawing Lori nearer to them is a bad idea.
Our high school was small so the friendships were big. Lori wasn't a part of that. Her freshman year was the sluttiest on record according to some people. I wouldn't know. I wasn't her friend, but there are those that had boyfriends that know what Lori was like. She wanted to go between two people with sex that these girls wouldn't have...so she got an "easy" label. That's what I heard. The problem got to the point where nobody liked her. I wasn't even in high school yet. I'm not trying to slut shame or anything like that...it's just that some girls back then would and some wouldn't. I was in the "not having sex" crowd so these issues didn't matter. The conversations about Lori that I knew of came from guys that had, girls that were dating the boy, and locker rooms. Whether that was true or not, I didn't care and still don't. Just want to point out that she was hardly the Homecoming Queen, nor was she some kind of book worm, nerd, punk rock or jock, she was a girl that liked to manipulate the boys. She was the aggressor. Just sayin. I'm no angel either, but I was back then.
I can only imagine that someone that is as development impaired as Lori is, would have a really difficult time adjusting to the real world. While I practically ran out of this town as soon as I got my high school diploma, I moved to Riverside, California where there was a huge difference in the range of kids my age. All kinds of kids went to U.C. Riverside and some people that I knew from home. My best friend, also Kevin, was my dorm then roommate for the first year. It was, nevertheless, a city. Lori, I've heard, moved to Warm Sands in Palm Springs. The area is dotted with gay nudist resorts with pools to lounge around...they are actually clothing optional, nobody forces you to take off your shorts.
For a girl like Lori, drug dealing, tattletaling, oversexed and gay hater this must have been a paradise for the "Sold and Told" game that she would play for the next 25 or so years. She would sell men meth and GHB and then would use this system to follow them. Once the drugs were in their possession, she would call the cops on them. Then she started to realize that most of the people she was entrapping with the police knew it was Lori...she was the only person that knew he had drugs. So she had to wait.
Now some of you may have a problem with the word entrap in this situation. I would agree that it is stupid for a drug dealer, the only female one, to turn in her own customers...but she already got the money and there is a steady stream of vacationers that come into our area of Warm Sands. She could have just sold and called, but the insertion of RFID chips in these police officers makes them co-conspirators. Bryan Anderson, may have been chipped by the military in high school, I don't know. The collusion factor of "Sold and Told" is illegal. The police can't sell drugs then turn around and arrest you for it keeping the profit. That's not done. It's entrapment. I like to call it a tit for tattle...they get the arrest and Lori gets the credit. Apparently drug dealers can work on credit in Palm Springs. I wonder if the police send them an ATM card and a PIN number? Nah, they'll just use ours, the victims.
Lori became the urban legend is today at 51 years old, but the meager beginnings of a young sociopath grew into the monster we know today. She'll tell you she can't stop and that she has a brain dysfunction, but I can tell you, I didn't have one until she beat me nearly to death. This, by any other standard, would be the highest priority for law enforcement, but not in Palm Springs where the palm trees blow off the hot wind from the smelly Salton Sea.
Smells like fish to me!
Forgive me Palm Springs, my experience there was a nightmare. If Lori's not there, oddly enough, it stops stinking like fish. I wonder if there is a correlation?
Now I think of "sold and told" from a different perspective. You sold the Palm Springs Police a bill of goods, and now I'm telling everyone on you. Sold and told that Lori. One thing is for sure, when I'm done everyone is going to keep Lori from selling drugs and "working from home"...this whole crime is on the internet. I plan on taking it from her, with evidence from her own IP Address. Simple, I'm doing it for Jonathan because "I guess I just felt like it." (Insert stupid Lori face here.)
Speaking of "Perspectives" how do you feel about that postcard that Lori made and sent through the U.S. Mail? If you'd reported a rape two months earlier and got this picture of your face, how would you expect the police to act. They did nothing.
This was Lori's macabre representation of "a live gay bashing caught on film", it's gay bashing art. How completely unflattering it is to our whole community that the police won't believe the victim that was raped that this was a picture FROM THE RAPE. I didn't make it. It came in the mail to the home I lived in, as a postcard. Why wouldn't the police detective believe me? I'm the one that is in this picture and I didn't pose for this...it's the knock out drug effect when you see my eyes, I'm actually locked inside my body. Unable to close my eyes or open them on my own.
It's an advertisement for violence. Anti male rape victim/witness. It's bravado. It's a formalizing of humiliation. It's treated as an art show flyer. That's what my rape was...an art show?
It's a sad case of police misconduct and poor leadership.
