Like a tuning fork it vibrates, resonates until every flat key & sour note begin throbbing like a sore thumb. So simple it may strike you dumb, leave you breathless. Too often a buried treasure patiently awaiting to be unearthed. Quintessentially an open secret hidden in plain sight... a single line on a written page, a single word in a short sentence, a subtle whisper from a passerby.
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At this very moment highly trained professionals are out there already plotting against you. Why who knows, they could be snooping through your bedroom or desktop computer right now while you’re at work, at the bank or in the pool...
Mizz Lehman, you understand that I’m "frustrated," at the county? You think I’m, “frustrated,” do you? Obviously you don’t understand what I’m feeling or you would have chosen a better euphemism then “frustrated.” I’ll enlighten you with the reality of my feelings towards the county by sharing a few of those feelings with you…
The county’s fabricated and false records indicate that I owe $1,600 in fines and $900 in fees? Tell you what; go ahead and tell your superiors to make up a few more phony charges against me and tack on another few thousand dollars to them so that I can refuse to pay it too. I’ll spend every hard earned dime I make paying for private therapy and discontinue Medicaid simply out of spite to prevent this county from getting paid. I’ll waste all of my money driving all the way to Denver to buy gas and toilet paper just to keep it out of the county’s pockets.
The county says I can’t perform community service without its involvement? It says I can’t get this evaluation without its involvement? It says I can’t maintain a job or counseling without its involvement? Sure I can. As a matter of fact, I got rehired by the same employers I had at the same job I had when the county “detained” me for a month before sending me to Peublo’s mental hospital for a month. The only lesson the county taught me by illegally sending me to a mental hospital was that the food at the mental hospital was great! I sat around in Pueblo watching documentaries from American Justice all day long. I love documentaries!
Oh and when I learned that my pretrial caseworker Amber Korgan and my public defender Lynn Ward had spent four months withholding information about the county’s Mental Health Intervention Program while trying to pressure me into breaking the law to pay for pretrial services I managed on my own to meet with a psychiatrist, acquire diagnostics and a diagnosis and got two prescriptions for medications filled. Apparently I can do it without the county’s involvement. The only thing I can’t do on my own is receive competent or honest assistance from any of the county’s programs or employees.
The county is going to arrest me for refusing to pay Zachary Scott Freeman’s court fines? Great! That means I don’t have to work and can spend more time pointing out where you’re all abusing your authority…that is, to explain the duties of your jobs to you. It means I won’t have to pay taxes that contribute to your salaries. It gives me more to write about. I love to write! The county has spent over $31,000 since last September teaching me a lesson and know what? I bet I can triple that amount in half the time. I’m curious to see how much money this greed-mongering entity and its “kangaroo court” are willing to spend to punish me for saying, “No, I won’t break the law to pay you.” That! is what this has all been about. How much do YOU suppose I’m worth?
Let’s be clear about one thing…the county broke its contract with me which means I am not bound to that agreement anymore. I’m not wasting my time or resources coming to you. You’re the probation officer. Your office mooches a fortune from the people’s taxes. I’m choosing to do the bulk of your job for you by contacting you…so if you feel the need to see me then do your own foot work and drop in on me unannounced. I’m real easy to find.
Tell Mr Stein over at county collections to try garnishing my paychecks. He’ll only get a small percentage of one because I’ll quit my job the very next day and get on food stamps and the county can lose more of its money as a result of trying to steal from me. So tell me, does it still sound like I’m “frustrated?”
Signed, the Protagonist
Rumor round the schoolyard is that I’m well known for my “histrionic poly-substance abuse.” Tragically I still maintain more integrity than almost every knitty-gritty Brother and Sister Better-than-you-know-your-own-kid. And get me right… they’d peddle their own grandmothers for a nickel to fritter away at the Five and Dime, skeezos.