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Saturday, June 2, 2018

An Innocent Person Wouldn't Care. Why The "Golden Rule" Doesn't Work With Lori LaFond



Ignorance is based on silence and it doesn't mean that you are dumb or stupid, it means that you are ill-informed.  If you are ignorant to a situation, you either don't know about it or you have a misunderstanding about it.  I always laugh at how offended people get at the word "ignorant".

Right now, I'm guessing that the public Lori LaFond, who is a world apart from the secret Lori LaFond, is telling people how I just keep talking about her and how, "He can't say things like that about me."  Unfortunately for her, I have had crimes of violence committed against me in cases that are still open and workable.  That means that I, the victim, have a right to name the person or people involved in these crimes.  It is an absolute right of the victim of a crime to seek justice.  I can also investigate the crime on my own, but in this case, I am already a police informant and Lori, isn't.

Lori, as it stands, hates police informants.  The reason isn't as obvious as you might think though.  She doesn't hate informants because she is a drug dealer and doesn't want to get caught, she hates them because she is jealous of the legal standing that REAL police informants have over "remote neural snitches" that can't testify in court unless they are criminal defendants.

The last human being on this planet that I would ever talk about is Lori LaFond.  The truth of the matter is that she hated me long before I ever knew who she was.  We're talking 9 or 10 years old while my family worked at a public pool where she saw my father, sister and myself.

I was raised to believe in the Golden Rule, but even more than my family, I've striven to live by that code as best as I could.  The only person I know that is better than I am at that is Steven Frey.  Neither of us spent much time hating on people that we didn't like.  Lori LaFond from my childhood was NEVER mentioned by me to school officials, friends, boyfriends or anyone.  I simply was being bullied by a female that I thought was so dangerous that tattling on her would have meant my death.   Seriously, that's what I thought.  So I avoided her.  I moved on like an adult and grew up faster than I probably should have.

Nobody, from the time I was 19 ever heard about her or what she was like in high school and before.  The Golden Rule is "do unto others as they would do unto you."  My opinion also is that if you have nothing good to say about someone, then don't.  That's all fine except in one situation, the one I find myself in now.  If the person that you have nothing good to say about is trying to kill you or is stalking you, you need to speak up, LOUD AND CLEAR.  I didn't do that way back when I could have gotten her in trouble and it cost me the rest of my life until now!!!

You see, Lori, thinks of me as a wimp or some kind of push over.  I'm not.  She tells everyone that I am afraid of her.  I'm not.  I'm afraid that if I don't say something about her I will be negligent when she goes out and shoots up a schoolyard or something.  She is a terrorist or as it is defined, a person that uses terror to hurt someone.  Lori is more than that though, she is a nosy person that thinks that everyone is expendable in her world.  Nobody has any worth besides herself.  Um, that's not smart.

So when Lori continues to tell people that I am somehow sexually obsessed with her, it makes me puke.  I'm a homosexual and that is HER fantasy, not mine.  It's a "Fag Hag" thing, not a gay man thing.  There are those girls out there that are so fascinated with gay men and sex that they literally find men to "hag".  I'm not someone that needs that kind of sick validation.  I have someone that I love and it is not her.  She continues to try to make this some kind of fantasy world where I am in love with her or something.  I most certainly am not.  If you read her diary, you will find out who is obsessed with who...and it isn't the gay guy, go figure.

She wants me to stop talking about her, but I can't erase the bullet that came through my car window, the death of my brother in law, the false allegations against my father and the bludgeoning in Palm Springs.  Oh yeah, there's also the matter of infecting me with HIV using a needle when I was 19.  Make no mistake, I was knocked unconscious and was not using intravenous drugs of any kind.  So you can imagine why she doesn't want me to talk and why she went to Sedona to try to hurt me and my friends, also victims of Lori.