When you spend a few minutes with Lori LaFond talking to you constantly, you realize that she's absolutely mad. She's going to mention the word "family" about a hundred times in an hour, yet, I think she's confusing family with herself.
Far am I from trying to define American family values in this country, a topic that tends to overgeneralize how we really feel about families. Ours and theirs. My definition, of course, is broad. Others have narrowly defined it as some kind of relationship between only a man and a woman, though I doubt they haven't seen others that are families without one or the other.
The problem I have with the demand that Lori makes to "respect my family" or she'll beat you into submission physically, is that I'm the person that she did it to. She did this to my family and though I value my family much differently that Lori does, one thing is for certain, she will never put her hands on me ever again. I value families for what they stand for. I don't value them by the color of their skin or the person that sleeps next to them. It's what is important to each family that defines their value system, but to value other families is something quite different.
When Lori was asked about the families of the victims that are my friends, she uses the word "hate", "destroy", "decimate" and she even leaves a pile of shit on their floor like a burning cross on the ground outside of a black family's home. She shits on them literally too earning her the name, "The Shithead Bandit" among others in our remote neural community. There isn't a single family of one of my friends that she hasn't gone after this woman that demands that we "respect her and her brother". She does this from the very beginning and nobody knows who the fuck she is talking about, but the reason she says this is because there are many that do know it is her. They know she's the mouthy bitch that lived among us for years in Warm Sands. Demanding respect...man is she off base.
It's particularly humiliating to me since my family has absolutely not one single reason to "respect her". If they all knew what she'd done to them in earnest, I doubt that respect would ever happen. They don't really respect her now, because they don't know who she's sent to see them and what they tried to pull off. The return of my father's stolen tool belt wasn't out of respect, it was to begin another lie about her involvement in the theft.
Can you imagine my father wearing something like that, that she put on that pug little smelly body of hers decades after she put him in jail and accused him of molesting a student? I know she put this tool belt on and paraded around that tired cliche of lesbians and tool belts. She probably stored her needles and meth in it. It's sick and I wish I could destroy it. Instead it was handed back like someone that got caught through her friends that were posing as other people. One posed as a flaming faggot, as Lori would call it. The other posed as a friend. Neither was there showing respect for anyone. They were there to steal. That's the most disrespect you can show a person. That's where Bessie Smith was wrong.
Family values are fluid to the family. If I have to hear about how someone with money has to "respect her defense of her family" by torturing me any more, I'm going to get even more specific as to what Lori has done. To my family. Because I respect them, not the LaFond siblings named Lori and Brian.
Do you know what this little child of a woman has the nerve to say to people, mostly the parents of my friends? She's telling everyone that she's "saving their families". Whatever the fuck she has the nerve to say that for I have no idea. I suppose it is a bit like a lion, saving a downed zebra to eat later, because it certainly isn't saving them from me. Lori' solution to saving a family, is to infect their loved one with a disease. If that's not bad enough, she forces them into poverty where she steals even more from them. I should know, she's been stealing from my family for years and years, just like Jonathan's, Anthony's, Christopher's and yes, especially Jeffrey's.
These families need not fear me, I've got nothing but love for them. In my heart I know that my friends were raised by families that love them. Conventional and unconventional families. Lori spews out names of people that she wants to direct me toward as if she could use me to get to them. I'm not an imbecile. I realize that she's going to try her..."I'm just another one of you" bullshit routines. We weren't calling the police on her every time she shot up another endless needle-full of meth. We weren't calling 911 because someone was at her house having sex with that beast. No, we're the people she lived off of and now she wants to save them so she can steal more. It's a fucking nightmare...she honestly believes that we have to pay homage to her legacy with money and disease. It is her legacy. She stole and she killed. I'm not surprised either. She's always been this way. Violent and hateful. Ask her own mother if she's like this sometime, in person, I'm sure she won't vary from this theme.
When it rose to the level of criminal acts, she should have been stopped. It was wrong not to stop her earlier, but we can't go back now. It's all or nothing and I'm not good with nothing any longer.
Also, Lori has this thing about having the victims, "live with her family". To experiment on I would imagine. When Jonathan was forced to spend so much time with her she stuck a needle in his testicle and gave him a staph infection that you all would be aghast by. You see she needs us far more than we need her. In fact, we don't need her at all, nobody ever has. She's forced her way in like a rapist and won't leave. Instead she's all huddled up with her best drug addicts waiting for another moment to pounce. She's already trying to indicate that she wants to move in with my family when they move into a new home. If not her, someone she's paid with meth will do just fine. They can let her into the guest house where she would be within feet of one of the girls she orphaned, her husband and their two children. Thanks to Bessie, Missy and David, we know how she intends to get someone there. It's sick. She's a lousy human being. How dare she ever try to be near my brother in laws kids and talk to them on facebook. She's stalking us and I'm going to keep her away with my life.
I've already seen what it's like when her brother came into their home. There was blood red nail polish sprayed all over our pictures. This was long before I was even home in Palm Springs. The death notice was firmly secured to our faces. Then Christian came by to open up cars and steal whatever he could too. It doesn't take a brain surgeon to know that she wants to kill again. Who among you will stop her this time? She's been to my parent's home too. I will not allow her there ever again.
I'm going to be 100% truthful. That's a difficult thing for me, not because I've ever lied, no, that's not the reason. It's because I've had so many defining moments in my life where I WAS COMPLETELY HONEST, and something horrible came of it. Still, I never wavered, I continue to believe that the truth is all that matters. It makes me a better informant. It makes me a better person. I know that the honesty of my past will also be the thing that people will wonder, "Why didn't that make the difference?" "How could that have turned out so wrong when he told the truth?" It's something that I've avoided for a while because I never wanted to spread a message of dishonesty to anyone. Your experience with this crime is your own. Your truth is your own as well. I spoke mine. I spoke up for you. Now you have to do it for yourselves in your way. Don't let me influence your truth, it's all you have in the end.
