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Being a former drug addict with a good reputation in Palm Springs was the worst thing that ever happened to me.  Let me be very clear with this point...I AM A FORMER DRUG USER...MY MENTAL CAPACITIES ARE SHARP AND OTHER THAN DEPRESSION FOR THE THINGS THAT HAPPENED SUBSEQUENTLY, I suffer no other ill effects from that period of my life.

I came to the realization tonight that my stalking started a lot longer ago than I thought which brought me to the realization that things happened because of me, whether I knew it or not

The worst part is in knowing that the worst criminals of all are the ones that are STILL hurting people that I know and love.  Special criminals, created by law enforcement to commit the most haneous crimes against gay men to gain an advantage over them...hurt them, punish them, and, in one case, kill them with the information that the police shouldn't have had in the first place.

I want to be clear again, I don't support anyone using a gun against law enforcement.  I don't support drug dealing and I don't want anyone to think, in any way, that I would be an informant for a police department that uses such tactics.  There is a better way than experimenting on gay men to legally gain the information that an officer needs to be granted a search warrant for legal arrest, BUT THEN AGAIN, even when you do this, like Christopher and I did, law enforcement that uses an illegal system of surveillance, won't make a case as long as the peron being informed upon is Tracy Johnson's supplier; and God forbid that you once were, then decided not to be any longer...

I hate being used like this...I hate being an implanted experiment for our police department...a department that  manipulated evidence to make my rape look like a joke or a lie...with the information that I unwillingly and unknowingly supplied to this department I should have been rewarded...and you know what I got for it?  Arrested...over and over and over and over and over again.  I got the lovely bonus of being stalked for the past 15 years by the biggest hypocrite pedophile sex pervert in the country: Stephen Johnson Jr.  I was totally used...but things are different now.

When I figured out that I was being used as some human camera by Tracy Johnson and her family I decided that I was out.  I was out of everything...this bitch stole everything I owned...she took away every friend I had...she arrested the rest...and left me with nothing.  Yet she sits with her dead friend Johnathan...pointing her fat finger at everyone else sitting in judgement of people that are ten times better than she ever hoped to be.

I feel responsible for the Big 5 shooting of "Larry".  Police don't know this but I will tell you this now.  I was supposed to be driving that car that day.  I was the person whom he trusted, but my gut said have Nikko do it.  This is how the police learned about where he was and whom he was seeing and where he would be...."Larry" told ME about never wanting to be caught and if he was it would be, "suicide by cop", so the police were ready for him...the knew he had a gun in the car because Nikko also, as a victim of this harassment knew it....this was all information that the police shouldn't have had.

I don't know the specifics of this shooting, I assume that the police saw him brandashing a gun...but they shouldn't have known as much as they did...perhaps it would have been handled differently...I don't know, but I do know that Tracy knew about Larry because of myself, Nikko and others that are implanted and harassed.  Nikko probably knows about this electronic harassment from Tracy's side now...he certainly didn't spend much time in jail....but I am done.  I will never ever let my story go by the way side...I was used then jailed and treated like trash by this department....this is unacceptable.

I am too smart, too educated, and too grateful to let anyone else be used by this department this way.  I've never once been thanked for anything....by anyone...but I sure have save a whole bunch of your kids...

You're welcome.

Me