I think it was like three years or so ago that I got fed up waiting for something to happen when I'd done so much to try to help other people. I often feel like I am just waiting to die in this shithole of a town that I was born and raised in. There is nothing to do. There is nobody to talk to. There really isn't anything happening in this whole investigation and now it's just like I'm looking back at the last ten years as a tremendous waste of time and energy. Literally my life is so loud and silent at the same time that it's not fun living.
Oh I'm not suicidal or anything like that but there really isn't anything fun going on anywhere in my life. I've made the decision to live my life without any lies and for that I've been cast out to the middle of nowhere with a psychopath chasing me around like some fag hag on crack. Nothing ever changes. Just problems come, you forget about them, and then something else horrible happens.
I've told you all before that I don't really socialize because of the advantage that it gives to Lori and her friends. They'll hurt just about anyone that I speak to about this project or otherwise. I wish I had kept better control over my savings account. I could at least be having conversations with my lawyer. This whole thing isn't a good idea for me. I don't drink, use drugs or socialize...in any manner. My whole life revolves around work and sleep. It's lost it's lustre.
There isn't anything left to investigate.
Lori's "Lisa and that's that. If nobody cares, what difference does it make?
I heard that the reason Jeffrey is afraid to do anything is because he's afraid of Missy Erickson's family. Then, of course, he has to admit that this whole thing didn't progress because he told people not to do anything. Then there is Bryan Anderson who, God only knows, what he's done or hasn't. Then there are my friends that haven't peeped a single word for over ten years. I'm here stuck because Bessie Smith thought it would be better if I was stuck in 29 Palms for the rest of my life. There is no way to get ahead. There is no way to move. There is no way to get any kind of lawyer. It's just some kind of rich person game of wait it out. I'm constantly reminded of how easy this could and should have been but for the actions of one man. It's just the same thing night and day forever.
What isn't happening is the Chief of Police isn't being held responsible for his bungling of a rape case that happened one block from his office. He's inept and he's a fool. Obviously the life of one gay man doesn't amount to the lives of all these other people. It doesn't matter what good you've done them either. They'll sit around and congratulate themselves forever. I don't see any of what they've done as a victory for anyone. Bessie Smith should be strung up by her feet and treated like a pinata. She, alone, caused this to happen with her fake friendship and lies.
What isn't funny any longer is how little she did for anyone that once cared for her. She's a loser just like the rest of her friends.
What should happen is that she should be accountable for assisting in the attempted murder of her best friend's brother. She's accountable to nobody and while she thinks she's succeeded in making my life miserable, I've only imagined what testifying against her will be like. I won't be kind or considerate. There is no reason to be.
This was exactly the Hell I imagined when I was sitting in my courtroom a long time ago. Living in Hell with Lori LaFond following me around like it is still high school with no hope of ever leaving this shit hole town. I've been very vocal about how little I liked living here growing up and it's become the reality that was shoved down my throat. Now I'm waiting for one of these six terrorists to die. That's how little has been done to help any of the victims in this case. Not one single person knew to pick up the ball and run with it. Instead, some Hollywood producers made the decision to stop doing anything and make it worse. Bessie Smith is an enemy of the LGBTQ community worldwide. She should never be allowed to say anything but that she promoted violence in the gay community. She's a loser from the same military base where this technology came from. I wouldn't be surprised if she, like David, targeted my family for this torture for my entire life. She's never said a word but lies to my sister...think about how that makes this whole situation look. The military experimented on gays with the children of military officers. Bryan would be another example of this.
I can't imagine what these people get out of this. I'm already beaten, raped and penniless. Bessie used this same argument to win favor with the Katzenberg family and she's anointed. I tell them the truth and I'm exiled. The whole thing just shows you how little a person is loved in a world full of homosexual hating wealthy people.
My life, which I wanted to mean something, has been denounced and vilified. I think that helping people is the best thing that a human being could do, but that has been the opposite of my experience. I hope that the rest of you are pleased with how well your lives are going...you've ruined mine. I just hope that someday a prison finds you a place where you can sit back, read a Bible, and understand the role of the friend that betrays another friend. An enemy is expected to hurt you, a friend that robs you and lies to your face, deserves so much worse than the death penalty, they deserve to be exposed, humiliated, jailed and terminated. What Bessie Smith is culpable for is the death of my brother in law and the attempted murder of myself. She's a lousy excuse for a human being that tries so hard to play the victim of something but she just can't figure out what it is. I've had nothing to do with her for 35 years and wish that I'd never seen or heard about her for the rest of my life.
I consider her an enemy to my mother and father for the betrayal. I consider her the last person on this Earth that should ever call my sister, "friend". She's never amounted to anything because she gives excuses for what she's failed to do. She's not a friend, she's an enemy and anyone that lives with her shares her opinions, or calls her a friend is making a huge mistake. She knew what everything meant to me, my job, my boyfriend, my life, and she took it from me like the thief she is, then had the nerve to blame me for it being gone. Even if Lori sent my sister the text message, it was YOU that perpetuated the lie. I hope that God forgives you for what and who you've become. An enemy to this country and this community.
The truth of the matter is this. What Bessie Smith did was insert herself into my life after decades of shirking responsibility to my family. The only time she managed to make any kind of contact was when there was money to be stolen. She didn't call my father or mother for decades, then all of a sudden, my mother's health became the reason to ask my sister for my bank account. It wasn't even something that Bessie should have considered, but instead, she went for the entire account to ruin the last part of my life. The first fifty years have been shit, and Jeffrey is determined to make the last years just as horrible as the first. There really isn't any reason for any of the victims of this crime to have hope. Rich people don't want to save homosexual lives. It's a sad statement about the people that were entrusted to do the job.
They'd rather feed chickens and buy clothes, than save their community. To me, that's just the way that this whole investigation has gone. I will remind Jonathan that Lori stole everything I owned too...and I had to work to buy everything I own now. Nobody did it for me. Not one single person gave me help. Nobody. Jeffrey saw to it that I would die alone, in the middle of Hell, with nobody to talk to or be friendly with. All his plan...all his doing...always in the middle of everyone else's lives. Did he really need my money? No, but it's the most important $30,000 he's ever stashed away for Missy Erickson.
There should be a death penalty for people that intentionally ruin another person's life. I wish there was more that one person could do. I trusted the wrong people with the right information...and they screwed us all.
I want to be clear. Jeffrey won't let me have an attorney because of what he did for domestic terrorists. His money is all that he cares about. I wanted to hire an attorney to fight the PSPD, the Desert Regional Memorial Hospital, the City of La Quinta and the LaFonds. The entire drama life that I have to suffer through every single day is completely a result of Jeffrey's punitive intentions with Missy Erickson, a washed-up stripper whose friendship with Bessie Smith has a long-standing courtship with ruining the lives of men that they didn't like.
There isn't any amount of money that will buy back the last 11 years. They are over and Jeffrey has done nothing. Not one single person is better off, outside of Bessie Smith, since he got here. She's a tie to my sister to keep her from suing Jeffrey and that's her entire role. To lie to my sister and keep her from taking that money back to give to me. It's mine! She knows it and so does Jeff. What should happen never does because all of you wealthy parents are too complacent with the lives of the other victims that don't mean as much to you as your own son's? It's sad. I thought I had a team of people that cared. Not just cared about themselves.
If Bessie Smith is some kind of pawn, then why is Jeffrey hiding her like some kind of treasure? She's lived a very comfortable last 11 years and has done nothing but rip my mother off and pretend she cared. My mother doesn't even remember her. I can't blame her though, she's definitely someone I'd rather forget too.
I heard that the reason Jeffrey is afraid to do anything is because he's afraid of Missy Erickson's family. Then, of course, he has to admit that this whole thing didn't progress because he told people not to do anything. Then there is Bryan Anderson who, God only knows, what he's done or hasn't. Then there are my friends that haven't peeped a single word for over ten years. I'm here stuck because Bessie Smith thought it would be better if I was stuck in 29 Palms for the rest of my life. There is no way to get ahead. There is no way to move. There is no way to get any kind of lawyer. It's just some kind of rich person game of wait it out. I'm constantly reminded of how easy this could and should have been but for the actions of one man. It's just the same thing night and day forever.
What isn't happening is the Chief of Police isn't being held responsible for his bungling of a rape case that happened one block from his office. He's inept and he's a fool. Obviously the life of one gay man doesn't amount to the lives of all these other people. It doesn't matter what good you've done them either. They'll sit around and congratulate themselves forever. I don't see any of what they've done as a victory for anyone. Bessie Smith should be strung up by her feet and treated like a pinata. She, alone, caused this to happen with her fake friendship and lies.
What isn't funny any longer is how little she did for anyone that once cared for her. She's a loser just like the rest of her friends.
What should happen is that she should be accountable for assisting in the attempted murder of her best friend's brother. She's accountable to nobody and while she thinks she's succeeded in making my life miserable, I've only imagined what testifying against her will be like. I won't be kind or considerate. There is no reason to be.
This was exactly the Hell I imagined when I was sitting in my courtroom a long time ago. Living in Hell with Lori LaFond following me around like it is still high school with no hope of ever leaving this shit hole town. I've been very vocal about how little I liked living here growing up and it's become the reality that was shoved down my throat. Now I'm waiting for one of these six terrorists to die. That's how little has been done to help any of the victims in this case. Not one single person knew to pick up the ball and run with it. Instead, some Hollywood producers made the decision to stop doing anything and make it worse. Bessie Smith is an enemy of the LGBTQ community worldwide. She should never be allowed to say anything but that she promoted violence in the gay community. She's a loser from the same military base where this technology came from. I wouldn't be surprised if she, like David, targeted my family for this torture for my entire life. She's never said a word but lies to my sister...think about how that makes this whole situation look. The military experimented on gays with the children of military officers. Bryan would be another example of this.
I can't imagine what these people get out of this. I'm already beaten, raped and penniless. Bessie used this same argument to win favor with the Katzenberg family and she's anointed. I tell them the truth and I'm exiled. The whole thing just shows you how little a person is loved in a world full of homosexual hating wealthy people.
My life, which I wanted to mean something, has been denounced and vilified. I think that helping people is the best thing that a human being could do, but that has been the opposite of my experience. I hope that the rest of you are pleased with how well your lives are going...you've ruined mine. I just hope that someday a prison finds you a place where you can sit back, read a Bible, and understand the role of the friend that betrays another friend. An enemy is expected to hurt you, a friend that robs you and lies to your face, deserves so much worse than the death penalty, they deserve to be exposed, humiliated, jailed and terminated. What Bessie Smith is culpable for is the death of my brother in law and the attempted murder of myself. She's a lousy excuse for a human being that tries so hard to play the victim of something but she just can't figure out what it is. I've had nothing to do with her for 35 years and wish that I'd never seen or heard about her for the rest of my life.
I consider her an enemy to my mother and father for the betrayal. I consider her the last person on this Earth that should ever call my sister, "friend". She's never amounted to anything because she gives excuses for what she's failed to do. She's not a friend, she's an enemy and anyone that lives with her shares her opinions, or calls her a friend is making a huge mistake. She knew what everything meant to me, my job, my boyfriend, my life, and she took it from me like the thief she is, then had the nerve to blame me for it being gone. Even if Lori sent my sister the text message, it was YOU that perpetuated the lie. I hope that God forgives you for what and who you've become. An enemy to this country and this community.
The truth of the matter is this. What Bessie Smith did was insert herself into my life after decades of shirking responsibility to my family. The only time she managed to make any kind of contact was when there was money to be stolen. She didn't call my father or mother for decades, then all of a sudden, my mother's health became the reason to ask my sister for my bank account. It wasn't even something that Bessie should have considered, but instead, she went for the entire account to ruin the last part of my life. The first fifty years have been shit, and Jeffrey is determined to make the last years just as horrible as the first. There really isn't any reason for any of the victims of this crime to have hope. Rich people don't want to save homosexual lives. It's a sad statement about the people that were entrusted to do the job.
They'd rather feed chickens and buy clothes, than save their community. To me, that's just the way that this whole investigation has gone. I will remind Jonathan that Lori stole everything I owned too...and I had to work to buy everything I own now. Nobody did it for me. Not one single person gave me help. Nobody. Jeffrey saw to it that I would die alone, in the middle of Hell, with nobody to talk to or be friendly with. All his plan...all his doing...always in the middle of everyone else's lives. Did he really need my money? No, but it's the most important $30,000 he's ever stashed away for Missy Erickson.
There should be a death penalty for people that intentionally ruin another person's life. I wish there was more that one person could do. I trusted the wrong people with the right information...and they screwed us all.
I want to be clear. Jeffrey won't let me have an attorney because of what he did for domestic terrorists. His money is all that he cares about. I wanted to hire an attorney to fight the PSPD, the Desert Regional Memorial Hospital, the City of La Quinta and the LaFonds. The entire drama life that I have to suffer through every single day is completely a result of Jeffrey's punitive intentions with Missy Erickson, a washed-up stripper whose friendship with Bessie Smith has a long-standing courtship with ruining the lives of men that they didn't like.
There isn't any amount of money that will buy back the last 11 years. They are over and Jeffrey has done nothing. Not one single person is better off, outside of Bessie Smith, since he got here. She's a tie to my sister to keep her from suing Jeffrey and that's her entire role. To lie to my sister and keep her from taking that money back to give to me. It's mine! She knows it and so does Jeff. What should happen never does because all of you wealthy parents are too complacent with the lives of the other victims that don't mean as much to you as your own son's? It's sad. I thought I had a team of people that cared. Not just cared about themselves.
If Bessie Smith is some kind of pawn, then why is Jeffrey hiding her like some kind of treasure? She's lived a very comfortable last 11 years and has done nothing but rip my mother off and pretend she cared. My mother doesn't even remember her. I can't blame her though, she's definitely someone I'd rather forget too.
