"Keep The Car Running" .... "Goo Goo Dolls"
"Back on the Gurney again" .....
"When one door closes - another door opens - but it's Hell in the Hall"
It had only been a couple of minutes before they came for me - rolling me back down the hallway - on another gurney. It was dark outside - I glanced over at the lobby - lined with metal chairs - that had brown leather backs and seats on them - they looked as bored and disgusted as I was - I never saw the nurse again - around here you only see people once and then they vanish ... accountability would be difficult to establish, in an environment such as this - who are these people? The guy in charge of me now - is pushing me out the door - on a stretcher - I've never seen him before either - It felt wet and cold outside - he was pushing me up a black asphalt driveway - for a minute there - I thought he was going to throw me into the dumpster - but instead I was loaded back into ... you guessed it - another ambulance. They clamped the stretcher down to the floor - I felt like a paper wrapped clown - bumping and banging all over Hell - until finally the clown driving the ambulance - headed down the highway and wasn't wasting any time - After four or five blocks and the flickering street lights speeding past my eyes - he hit an on-ramp - we were doing real time now - on the freeway... I was out of breath by the time they reached the new "Nut House" they were taking me to - is this where they took that kid - the one they wheeled out before me? This is a more modern version - then the dungeon I had just come from - but these people had this routine down to a Science - They follow a perfect system of - wheeling you in, prodding you, poking you and shining things in your ears, nose and eye balls - it's quite the production - only I'm not "Nuts" ...... These people don't understand the definition of "Crazy" - I'm their specimen of "Crazy?" Sticks and stones may break my bones - but you will never convince me that I'm "Crazy" - Their insane.... "Are you ready?" I hear a voice - but no face in sight and then I feel a thug - I'm off again - on my way down the sidewalk - on the flying gurney... The glass doors open automatically and they wheel me inside - the hallway was lined with patience - standing in their assigned bedroom doorways - I slunk down on the stretcher and tried to hide but there was no place to hide ..... I was there on display - for all to see - strobe lights and shiny tile floors .... just the entrance I have been waiting for all my life ... oh but wait - the doors are locking behind me..... Is this a "Lock Down" situation? Am I on "lock-lock?" .....
It had only been a couple of minutes before they came for me - rolling me back down the hallway - on another gurney. It was dark outside - I glanced over at the lobby - lined with metal chairs - that had brown leather backs and seats on them - they looked as bored and disgusted as I was - I never saw the nurse again - around here you only see people once and then they vanish ... accountability would be difficult to establish, in an environment such as this - who are these people? The guy in charge of me now - is pushing me out the door - on a stretcher - I've never seen him before either - It felt wet and cold outside - he was pushing me up a black asphalt driveway - for a minute there - I thought he was going to throw me into the dumpster - but instead I was loaded back into ... you guessed it - another ambulance. They clamped the stretcher down to the floor - I felt like a paper wrapped clown - bumping and banging all over Hell - until finally the clown driving the ambulance - headed down the highway and wasn't wasting any time - After four or five blocks and the flickering street lights speeding past my eyes - he hit an on-ramp - we were doing real time now - on the freeway... I was out of breath by the time they reached the new "Nut House" they were taking me to - is this where they took that kid - the one they wheeled out before me? This is a more modern version - then the dungeon I had just come from - but these people had this routine down to a Science - They follow a perfect system of - wheeling you in, prodding you, poking you and shining things in your ears, nose and eye balls - it's quite the production - only I'm not "Nuts" ...... These people don't understand the definition of "Crazy" - I'm their specimen of "Crazy?" Sticks and stones may break my bones - but you will never convince me that I'm "Crazy" - Their insane.... "Are you ready?" I hear a voice - but no face in sight and then I feel a thug - I'm off again - on my way down the sidewalk - on the flying gurney... The glass doors open automatically and they wheel me inside - the hallway was lined with patience - standing in their assigned bedroom doorways - I slunk down on the stretcher and tried to hide but there was no place to hide ..... I was there on display - for all to see - strobe lights and shiny tile floors .... just the entrance I have been waiting for all my life ... oh but wait - the doors are locking behind me..... Is this a "Lock Down" situation? Am I on "lock-lock?" .....
"No Mercy..."
I had been in there alone for hours (crying) - the time hadn't occurred to me - until I felt the cold, wet plastic pillow case - that covered the "pancake pillow" my face was plastered to - I lifted up my head, to try to look through the little window on the door, but I couldn't see and/or hear anything. I pressed my face back into the wet pillow, thinking, I'd planned to gather my things and leave San Luis Obispo, but something hateful and evil kept dragging me down - poisoning everything I touched (El Monstro himself-Evil). I wanted to say something to combat my fear - I wanted someone to believe me - listen to me - help me - I wanted to scream out and tell them "I'm not hearing things - I'm not seeing things!!! I have been Poisoned - I am dying - I have been shot - somebody help me!!!" but something in their eyes - told me to keep quiet - that it didn't matter what I said - they were not going to feel any tenderness towards me.
The door suddenly opened and the light from the hallway poured into my room - A woman working the night shift poked her head through the door - "This is your last night here - you'll be going next - after this young man" I glance out the door and saw a young kid - more terrified than me - being rolled down the hallway on a gurney - He lifted up his head and tried to get a look at me - it felt as though we were in the same boat - headed down an unknown stream - with these unknown Robot's and we wanted to save each other .... but he was gone in seconds - I could hear him say "You'r next - your coming after me - right behind me...." Where were they taking that kid? and me?
I had been in there alone for hours (crying) - the time hadn't occurred to me - until I felt the cold, wet plastic pillow case - that covered the "pancake pillow" my face was plastered to - I lifted up my head, to try to look through the little window on the door, but I couldn't see and/or hear anything. I pressed my face back into the wet pillow, thinking, I'd planned to gather my things and leave San Luis Obispo, but something hateful and evil kept dragging me down - poisoning everything I touched (El Monstro himself-Evil). I wanted to say something to combat my fear - I wanted someone to believe me - listen to me - help me - I wanted to scream out and tell them "I'm not hearing things - I'm not seeing things!!! I have been Poisoned - I am dying - I have been shot - somebody help me!!!" but something in their eyes - told me to keep quiet - that it didn't matter what I said - they were not going to feel any tenderness towards me.
The door suddenly opened and the light from the hallway poured into my room - A woman working the night shift poked her head through the door - "This is your last night here - you'll be going next - after this young man" I glance out the door and saw a young kid - more terrified than me - being rolled down the hallway on a gurney - He lifted up his head and tried to get a look at me - it felt as though we were in the same boat - headed down an unknown stream - with these unknown Robot's and we wanted to save each other .... but he was gone in seconds - I could hear him say "You'r next - your coming after me - right behind me...." Where were they taking that kid? and me?
Hell on a High Wire ....
For months I had been pleading with "Local Law Enforcement" to initiate an investigation - into my Arsenic Poisoning - but they refused. I knew I was going to die -I just didn't want it to be right now - When the E.R. Doctor said he would do "A complete work-up, on my Case and "get to the bottom of it."" - tears stung my eyes and I just stared at him in disbelief. Laying in the middle of the room - I could see the Officer (that was at my residence) walking up and down the hallway - talking to the E.R. Staff - He stormed in my room, in his full uniform, stood over me with his hands on his hips and a grin on his face "what are you doing in here Katie?" I said "I'm here to get tested for the Poisoning - You wouldn't do it - so I had to come here." The next thing I knew - I was being rolled back down the hallway and loaded back into the Ambulance - "Where are you taking me?" I demanded - but no one said a word. It was dark outside - the ambulance bounced up and down, went around several corner's and stopped in front of a building, where they unloaded me - In the lobby was a man, with fidgety hands, a long empty office and a desk - They wheeled me on down the hallway, to a big heavy wooden door - with a little window in the middle of it - I was freezing and sick to my stomach - they wheeled me into this dark room and shifted me off of the gurney - onto a mat on the floor - that was sitting on a small wooden frame - very low to the ground - A kid walked by my door with an apple in his hand - the color was so bright "red" and there was a woman standing next to me - that I had never seen before - she handed me a plastic bag - I threw-up in it and gave it back to her - she stood there - in this little dark room - just me and her - holding up the baggie - so she could see what was in it - through the light that was coming through the door - "Look" she said "How strange - it looks like their dancing in the baggie" I looked up at the bottom of the baggie - she was hysterical "Look at this - it's a belly dancer - she's dancing" she bent down to my level - so the baggie was in front of my face - it was all white foamy looking stuff and I could see the belly dancer - dancing for us.... They were asking me if I was seeing things - that no body else was seeing - I said "No".... But we both saw the Belly Dancer!!! The lady took the baggy, ran out of the room - shut and locked the door behind her...that was all I saw of her - In fact that was all I saw of anyone - it was so dark in there I couldn't even see my hand in front of my face and I was freezing - I had a very thin/old white blanket - that she threw over me and that was it .... It felt like I was laying in a mortuary somewhere - waiting for my burial. .... What the Hell are they thinking? Why did they put me in here?
For months I had been pleading with "Local Law Enforcement" to initiate an investigation - into my Arsenic Poisoning - but they refused. I knew I was going to die -I just didn't want it to be right now - When the E.R. Doctor said he would do "A complete work-up, on my Case and "get to the bottom of it."" - tears stung my eyes and I just stared at him in disbelief. Laying in the middle of the room - I could see the Officer (that was at my residence) walking up and down the hallway - talking to the E.R. Staff - He stormed in my room, in his full uniform, stood over me with his hands on his hips and a grin on his face "what are you doing in here Katie?" I said "I'm here to get tested for the Poisoning - You wouldn't do it - so I had to come here." The next thing I knew - I was being rolled back down the hallway and loaded back into the Ambulance - "Where are you taking me?" I demanded - but no one said a word. It was dark outside - the ambulance bounced up and down, went around several corner's and stopped in front of a building, where they unloaded me - In the lobby was a man, with fidgety hands, a long empty office and a desk - They wheeled me on down the hallway, to a big heavy wooden door - with a little window in the middle of it - I was freezing and sick to my stomach - they wheeled me into this dark room and shifted me off of the gurney - onto a mat on the floor - that was sitting on a small wooden frame - very low to the ground - A kid walked by my door with an apple in his hand - the color was so bright "red" and there was a woman standing next to me - that I had never seen before - she handed me a plastic bag - I threw-up in it and gave it back to her - she stood there - in this little dark room - just me and her - holding up the baggie - so she could see what was in it - through the light that was coming through the door - "Look" she said "How strange - it looks like their dancing in the baggie" I looked up at the bottom of the baggie - she was hysterical "Look at this - it's a belly dancer - she's dancing" she bent down to my level - so the baggie was in front of my face - it was all white foamy looking stuff and I could see the belly dancer - dancing for us.... They were asking me if I was seeing things - that no body else was seeing - I said "No".... But we both saw the Belly Dancer!!! The lady took the baggy, ran out of the room - shut and locked the door behind her...that was all I saw of her - In fact that was all I saw of anyone - it was so dark in there I couldn't even see my hand in front of my face and I was freezing - I had a very thin/old white blanket - that she threw over me and that was it .... It felt like I was laying in a mortuary somewhere - waiting for my burial. .... What the Hell are they thinking? Why did they put me in here?
Letter from El Monstro "MY SWEET BIRDIE"
Letter from El Monstro "ALL NIGHT"
Letter from El Monstro "WRONG WAY"
Letter from El Monstro - "YESTERDAY"
Letter from El Monstro - "ANGER"
Email from my ex-tenant (Jan Reynolds) - regarding the illness she suffered - while living in my residence - prior to moving out - just before I moved back in. El Monstro visited her several times and volunteered to help her move. While she was busy moving - he had full access to the property and when I questioned her about his behavior - she said it was "strange" - he was digging in the back yard and hung-out inside the house - while she was gone - When I moved in - I had no idea - that he had been in there and the kind of freedoms she had granted him. He rigged-up that place - with camera's, listening and recording devices, tapped my phone and computer - poisoned my water (attaching pipes under the house - to the ones that were already there and adding his mixture of Chemicals - provided to him by his Dad - Darrell Richards - who was the Superintendent - for the Waist and Water Treatment Plant, in Morro Bay, California, for thirty five years - I suppose he would know how to poison my water - if anybody would.... I moved into a booby trap of toxic chemicals.... That is where I died and was visited by God!
My Attorney became deaf - dumb and blind - right in front of my eyes!
My Attorney (Robert Bettencourt) has an agenda of his own - He tries to control me without hearing all the facts and taking the time (in their own quarters) to review all of the evidence. I thought I was paying - why is he trying to control me? Why doesn't he follow my instructions or follow through on a timely manner? Is he intimidated by the Judge and Opposing Counsel (Edward Somogyi)? Not having conflicts - disclosing all communications - regarding my Case - with me? Someone who has integrity - knows that I do and advocates for me. He should not be influenced, brain washed or swayed by popular opinion - over generalizing or burdening me with having to repeat my requests, having to check to see if the job was done - because I was never notified by him or anyone in his office -- Someone should "carbon copy" me - not make unilateral decisions and inform me - after the fact - not consulting me in advance and taking action on my behalf - Corruption and bribery - is written all over this.
My Ex-Husband - "Mr Poison Man" .......
My Ex-Husband (a.k.a. "El Monstro") and I had a good friend - (Al Kinkel - a.k.a. Al @ Edna) - He was a retired Art Professor, from Cal Poly in San Luis Obispo, California and had a Pottery Studio - on his two (2) acre parcel of property - in Edna, California. El Monstro was drinking beer all day and suddenly decided to invite Al over for dinner - He barbecued Salmon, on the barbecue in the back yard, and was kind enough to serve us all dinner. He sat in the living room with Al, as if it was the last time he would ever see him, working with art clay and drinking into the night - I didn't feel well and went to bed.
Early the next morning Al felt very ill and told his neighbor's he was going to drive himself to the E.R. - Al passed away shortly thereafter - El Monstro cooked and served him - his last supper.
El Monstro became the Executor of Al's Estate and we purchased Al's two (2) acre lot - in a sweet heart deal - through his Attorney (Craig Ainsworth) in San Luis Obispo - I thought it was very bazaar - the entire proceeding and I missed Al - I wanted to preserve Al's Pottery Studio, Art Book Collection and so many other collectible's and family heirlooms on the property - so I started sending his family heirlooms - to his family in Oregon -
El Monstro beat me down and demanded that I stop sending them packages - He told me that when he said "We were going to send his family their things and preserve Al's memory - that it was all B.S." - He said "I'm not sending them shit - it's our property and everything on it belongs us - F _ _ _ them." I was dumbfounded and blown away - I did not know this man - who was suppose to be my husband.
A few months later - I found out I had been poisoned with Arsenic, Mercury, Chromium, Lead, Aluminium and several other heavy metals - I guess he didn't mean what he said to me either - or that my name is on the Deed and Title - Is it any wonder that I am being stalked, poisoned, terrorized and beaten down to this very day?
Early the next morning Al felt very ill and told his neighbor's he was going to drive himself to the E.R. - Al passed away shortly thereafter - El Monstro cooked and served him - his last supper.
El Monstro became the Executor of Al's Estate and we purchased Al's two (2) acre lot - in a sweet heart deal - through his Attorney (Craig Ainsworth) in San Luis Obispo - I thought it was very bazaar - the entire proceeding and I missed Al - I wanted to preserve Al's Pottery Studio, Art Book Collection and so many other collectible's and family heirlooms on the property - so I started sending his family heirlooms - to his family in Oregon -
El Monstro beat me down and demanded that I stop sending them packages - He told me that when he said "We were going to send his family their things and preserve Al's memory - that it was all B.S." - He said "I'm not sending them shit - it's our property and everything on it belongs us - F _ _ _ them." I was dumbfounded and blown away - I did not know this man - who was suppose to be my husband.
A few months later - I found out I had been poisoned with Arsenic, Mercury, Chromium, Lead, Aluminium and several other heavy metals - I guess he didn't mean what he said to me either - or that my name is on the Deed and Title - Is it any wonder that I am being stalked, poisoned, terrorized and beaten down to this very day?
Letter to F.B.I. - They never responded?
Letter's From El Monstro - That he wrote while he was Poisoning me and filing an Answer against my Restraining Order - His Answer is full of lies and those lies were proven by Law Enforcement.....
My Toxicology Results.....
"Answer to Restraining Order" - Written during the same time - that he was writing me "Love Letters" This Answer is full of proven lies.....Scarey.... Being that I don't Drink Alcohol - I don't take any Medication what-so-ever and I don't do drugs - I am willing to be tested - without notice - at any time!!!
LETTERS
PLEASE NOTE: I highly recommend that you have yourself tested for heavy metal poisoning, in light of the evidence outlined in my Case, due to the wide spread concerns about Chemical Warfare and the fact that I have solid, concrete evidence, that these Chemicals are being released into our Communities, grocery stores, banks, even in Hospitals and there is no Protocol in place, within the Government , to detect or protect American's from this imminent threat. The only recourse we have is to protect ourselves. In order to maintain strength and focus, if in fact you have been exposed to heavy metals, is to have an accurate reading of your exposure levels and adjust your diet accordingly. Chelation Therapy is the recommended rout to take, if indeed you have been exposed, as well as trying to adjust your diet to include supplements that assist in eliminating these toxins, such as Alfalfa, eggs,
The Forensic Toxicologist at Mission Community Hospital, recommended that I immediately start taking vitamins and antioxidant's, specifically formulated to act as a type of Chelation Therapy, by attempting to rid the body of Toxins and Heavy Metals. I followed his advise and started taking the Vitamins listed below, the very next day. I believe that my Doctor (Dr. Johnnie Ham, Pismo Beach, CA.), the Toxicologist, these Vitamins and God saved my life ~ I take these Vitamin's religiously everyday and am still being exposed to these Toxic Chemicals - because the Perpetrator's are not being brought to Justice by Law Enforcement.
Here is a list of the Vitamins (Which I ordered online on the NOW Website):
NOW NAC (Free Radical Protection) with Selenium & Molybdenum 600 mg
NOW Alpha Lipois Acid (Universal Antioxidant) 250 mg
NOW Silymarin (Supports Liver Function) Milk Thistle Extract 2X - 300 mg
Toxic Chemicals, Arsenic and Heavy Metals, exit the blood and urine very rapidly. The only way to get an accurate test, to find out if you have heavy metals in your system, is to have your hair and/or nails tested and sent to a Forensic Toxicologist. To find out more go to: Accu-Trace Testing's Website, in Arlington, Texas and ask for Jennifer (you can even tell her I referred you if it will help) - There is a telephone number on their Website. She will send out the necessary test kits and Chain of Custody Documents needed, to ensure that the test is done accurately and by a Forensic Toxicologist. Note: The interpretation of the Test Results is extremely important and needs to
be discussed with the Lab, in advance, to ensure that it is included in the cost. YOUR REST RESULTS MAY SHOCK YOU!!!
The Forensic Toxicologist at Mission Community Hospital, recommended that I immediately start taking vitamins and antioxidant's, specifically formulated to act as a type of Chelation Therapy, by attempting to rid the body of Toxins and Heavy Metals. I followed his advise and started taking the Vitamins listed below, the very next day. I believe that my Doctor (Dr. Johnnie Ham, Pismo Beach, CA.), the Toxicologist, these Vitamins and God saved my life ~ I take these Vitamin's religiously everyday and am still being exposed to these Toxic Chemicals - because the Perpetrator's are not being brought to Justice by Law Enforcement.
Here is a list of the Vitamins (Which I ordered online on the NOW Website):
NOW NAC (Free Radical Protection) with Selenium & Molybdenum 600 mg
NOW Alpha Lipois Acid (Universal Antioxidant) 250 mg
NOW Silymarin (Supports Liver Function) Milk Thistle Extract 2X - 300 mg
Toxic Chemicals, Arsenic and Heavy Metals, exit the blood and urine very rapidly. The only way to get an accurate test, to find out if you have heavy metals in your system, is to have your hair and/or nails tested and sent to a Forensic Toxicologist. To find out more go to: Accu-Trace Testing's Website, in Arlington, Texas and ask for Jennifer (you can even tell her I referred you if it will help) - There is a telephone number on their Website. She will send out the necessary test kits and Chain of Custody Documents needed, to ensure that the test is done accurately and by a Forensic Toxicologist. Note: The interpretation of the Test Results is extremely important and needs to
be discussed with the Lab, in advance, to ensure that it is included in the cost. YOUR REST RESULTS MAY SHOCK YOU!!!
No. 1 What started out as a separation, turned into a very acrimonious divorce, involving a substantial Property Settlement dispute, emotional and physical abuse, escalating violence and attempted murder.
No. 2 There was a four (4) year History of emotional/physical abuse and violence by my ex-husband (Rick Richards). Documented by personal letters, Arrest Records and emails from the Perpetrator and his ex-wife (Ginny Browne).
No. 3 The Perpetrator has inside connections within the Community of San Luis Obispo, California and the surrounding areas. His ex-wife is a long term, prominent Attorney, in the Country of San Luis Obispo and shared an office with a Superior Court Commissioner (Commissioner Pat Perry) for fifteen (15) years. Three Judge's recused themselves, the first Judge assigned to our Case (Judge Dodi Harman) was disqualified by my Attorney and the second (2nd) Judge (Judge James Rigali, Santa Maria, California), is know for his bias against Woman and abuse of Power.
No. 4 I was extremely ill and seeking assistance from the Victim's Assistance Programs, at the Victim's Compensation Fund, in Sacramento, California. I originally sought assistance through the Victim's Assistance Advocate's, at the District Attorney's Office, in San Luis Obispo, California. The Case was originally assigned to Helen, whom I only spoke to a couple of time and felt she was being condescending and cold. The Case was then assigned to Peggy Herzik, a Victim Advocate in San Luis Obispo County, California, who refused to assist me, provided confidential information to my Adversaries, delayed the Claim that I filed, for Victim's Assistance, that was later denied - Their reason - I was one (1) day late. She never contacted me regarding the Court proceedings and ignored my written request to meet with her, due to concerns for my safety and my need for protection against the Perpetrator. She was also in communication with Debra Baine, the Attorney General at the Victim's Compensation Claims Board, who obstructed my Claim for Benefits and which benefits were ultimately denied as well. They sent me the "Denial Letter" on 04-20?
No. 5 Cheyrl Mills was in constant communication with Debra Baine, at the Victim's Compensation Claims Board, in Sacramento, in regard to my Case, which was also assigned two (2) different Claim Numbers and routed up to the office of Debra Baine - They wanted me to call them when I received the Lab Results from my Toxicologist, regarding my Poisoning, assuring me that (they felt) I had not been poisoned and if the results were positive, it would be shocking and they would assist me in getting to the bottom of it.
No. 6 When I received the result from the Lab and found out that I had indeed been poisoned - I called Debra Baine, at the Victim's Compensation Claims Board, per her request, to advise her of same and they asked me to fax them a Copy of the Test Results "that say you have been poisoned and we'll call you when we receive the fax (laughing in the back ground)" I faxed the Results immediately and waited fifteen (15) or twenty (20) minutes and nobody called. I called the Victim's Compensations Claim Board again and asked to speak to Debra Baine - she wasn't available. I asked the lady that answered if they go my fax? She said yes - I have your fax right here (Silence) I said "is there anyone there?" she gasped for air and hung-up the phone. I have never been able to reach them again, was denied my benefits and lost the only Advocate I had (Roberto Robinson) because Cheyrl Mills told him, that if he ever talked to me again, in regard to my Case, he would be fired. I never spoke to him again and I was devastated and distraught by these turn of events.
No. 7 I had a Court hearing scheduled for February 10, 2011, in front of Judge Dodi Harman, in the Superior Court of San Luis Obispo, California, in order to secure a Permanent Restraining Order, against the Perpetrator (my ex-husband Rick Richards). I was unable to retain a local Attorney, after numerous consultations and hundreds of dollars in consultation fees. I drove to Santa Barbara, California, to no avail and finally obtained an Attorney (Debra Jurgenson), in Ventura, California. My Attorney was available to drive up to San Luis Obispo that day, for the Restraining Order Hearing, which is approximately two and a half (2 1/2) hours from San Luis Obispo. I couldn't walk, due to the Poisoning and other injuries I sustained from the Perpetrator's assaults against me. It was extremely difficult for me to go to the Courthouse, be confronted by the Perpetrator, sit through hours of waiting, the Hearing and then getting back home. This was the fourth (4th) Hearing on the Restraining Order Case and to date it has never been finalized and/or made permanent.
No. 8 The Judge entered the Courtroom and asked if all the parties were present and prepared to go forward with the Hearing. Both Attorney's were standing in front of Judge Harma and said that "everybody was there and prepared to testify." Judge Harman asked the Defendant's Attorney's (Edward Somogyi and Ginny Browne, the Perpetrator's ex-wife, who was rubbing his shoulder's and patting him on the head) "How long the Hearing was going to take?" Opposing Counsel said approximately an hour to an hour and a half. Judge Harman said "I don't have time for this shit." She appeared to be very upset and aggravated. My Attorney attempted to address the Court, to let Judge Harman know that I was ready to Testify, my witnesses were present (who took time off of work to be there) and that the Hearing has been scheduled to go forward on this day. Judge Harman stood up and rescheduled the Hearing for some time in March 2011. I demanded that my Attorney stand up (she didn't want to) and ask Judge Harman, if she would allow me one second to address the Court - So my Attorney finally stood up, right before Judge Harman got to the door of her chambers and said "Your Honor my client would like to address the Court for one moment please." Judge Harman turned around and said "about what?" My Attorney said "It's about her health your Honor, she is very ill." Judge Harman said "I don't care about her Health and I'm not going to listen to this." At which time she left the Courtroom and never returned. There was nobody else in the Courtroom but us - The Parties to our Cases - There were no other Cases being held in that Courtroom and it was always like that. It seemed as though they were separating me and my Case, from all of the others that were in Hearings in the Courtroom next door and Judge Harman is not a Family Court Judge - she's a Criminal Judge that was assigned to our Case because there was no other Judge in that Courthouse that would "touch it" due to Conflicts of Interest.
9.
"GYPSY RUNNER"
Based on a true story and facts, backed-up by evidence, in the form of phone calls, correspondence, photographs, etc. This is how "Gypsy Runner" earned her name. It may cost her ~ her life ~ as the Perpetrator's do not want this information out there. I feel it is my duty as and American Citizen, to educate people about something I am very familiar with:
"CORRUPTION" within the Judicial System, Law Enforcement, the I.R.S., the E.P.A., the D.O.J., the I.R.S., Top Ranking Military Officials and the list goes on....
I have been targeted for over three (3) years, by two (2) Judge's (Judge Dodi Harman, Superior Court, Country of San Luis Obispo, California and Judge James Rigali, County of Santa Maria, California), several Attorney's (Attorney Edward Somogyi, Attorney Ginny Browne (my ex-husbands ex-wife), Attorney Robert Bettencourt and their friends and co-conspirators), Law Enforcement from the West Coast to the East Coast, Public Defender Ken Cirreson, County of San Luis Obispo, California, Medical Providers, Military Personnel, the F.B.I., Governor Jerry Browne, City of Winter Park, Florida Police Department, the list is expansive and expanding.
"READ THIS" it may mean the difference between life and death. This is how I became "Gypsy Runner" ~ Through Hell and high water.
Forced to pay approximately two thousand ($2,000.00) to have a Forensic Toxicologist perform a Toxicological Exam, on my hair and nails, to find out if my ex-husband (Ricky Dean Richards) made good on his threats, to “poison me, convince everyone I was crazy, kill me and get away with it” ~ Because Law Enforcement refused to list a finger, unless I had the test done myself and if it came back positive the promised to initiate a “full investigation into the matter. "
Law Enforcement requested to be contacted by Gypsy Runner, as soon as she received the test results.
Law Enforcement promised Gypsy Runner, that they would do a “Full blown Investigation” and bring the perpetrators to Justice, if the Toxicology Test Results came back positive and then refused to honor their word.
The Results were as follows - Obviously positive for HEAVY METAL POISONING:
Arsenic ~ Positive ~ (216,200 ug/kg)
Mercury ~ Positive ~ ( 3,,283 ug/kg)
Aluminum ~ Positive ~ (332,600 ug/kg)
Chromium ~ Positive ~ ( 1,217 ug/kg)
Copper ! Positive ~ ( 18,950 ug/kg)
Zinc ~ Positive ~ ( 2,318 ug/kg)
Lead ~ Positive ~ ( 1,105 ug/kg)
The Toxicologist was shocked that I was still alive, walking and talking. At that time I couldn’t walk or talk and dropped down to eighty nine (89) pounds He said that my exposure is chronic (on-going), and extremely severe and that I was exposed at least seven (7) months before my separation from my ex-husband (Rick Richards).
Law Enforcement dismissed and ignored my Toxicology Results and refused to initiate an Investigation into my poisoning.
With Law Enforcement’s lack of resolve and unwillingness to Investigate my Poisoning, question my ex-husband, his Dad (Darrell Richards, who was the Superintendent at the Waist and Water Treatment Plant, in Morror Bay, California , for thirty five (35) years), my ex-husband's his ex-wife (Ginny Browne) who is a prominent Attorney in the County of San i Luis Obispo, his Attorney (Edward Somogyi) who is Partner’s with Ginny Browne, who handled our Dissolution Case, which is a definite Conflict of Interest and their co-conspirators and hold them to account, has enabled them to pursue me from the West Coast to the East Coast and escalate their Poisoning, Bullying, Terror and Abuse.
I was forced to flee the San Luis Obispo area, abandon my personal property, my residence and run for my life.
My only recourse was to take photographs of the evidence and of the Perpetrator's hiding up in my attic, under towels, insulation, cardboard, etc.
Based on a true story and facts, backed-up by evidence, in the form of phone calls, correspondence, photographs, etc. This is how "Gypsy Runner" earned her name. It may cost her ~ her life ~ as the Perpetrator's do not want this information out there. I feel it is my duty as and American Citizen, to educate people about something I am very familiar with:
"CORRUPTION" within the Judicial System, Law Enforcement, the I.R.S., the E.P.A., the D.O.J., the I.R.S., Top Ranking Military Officials and the list goes on....
I have been targeted for over three (3) years, by two (2) Judge's (Judge Dodi Harman, Superior Court, Country of San Luis Obispo, California and Judge James Rigali, County of Santa Maria, California), several Attorney's (Attorney Edward Somogyi, Attorney Ginny Browne (my ex-husbands ex-wife), Attorney Robert Bettencourt and their friends and co-conspirators), Law Enforcement from the West Coast to the East Coast, Public Defender Ken Cirreson, County of San Luis Obispo, California, Medical Providers, Military Personnel, the F.B.I., Governor Jerry Browne, City of Winter Park, Florida Police Department, the list is expansive and expanding.
"READ THIS" it may mean the difference between life and death. This is how I became "Gypsy Runner" ~ Through Hell and high water.
Forced to pay approximately two thousand ($2,000.00) to have a Forensic Toxicologist perform a Toxicological Exam, on my hair and nails, to find out if my ex-husband (Ricky Dean Richards) made good on his threats, to “poison me, convince everyone I was crazy, kill me and get away with it” ~ Because Law Enforcement refused to list a finger, unless I had the test done myself and if it came back positive the promised to initiate a “full investigation into the matter. "
Law Enforcement requested to be contacted by Gypsy Runner, as soon as she received the test results.
Law Enforcement promised Gypsy Runner, that they would do a “Full blown Investigation” and bring the perpetrators to Justice, if the Toxicology Test Results came back positive and then refused to honor their word.
The Results were as follows - Obviously positive for HEAVY METAL POISONING:
Arsenic ~ Positive ~ (216,200 ug/kg)
Mercury ~ Positive ~ ( 3,,283 ug/kg)
Aluminum ~ Positive ~ (332,600 ug/kg)
Chromium ~ Positive ~ ( 1,217 ug/kg)
Copper ! Positive ~ ( 18,950 ug/kg)
Zinc ~ Positive ~ ( 2,318 ug/kg)
Lead ~ Positive ~ ( 1,105 ug/kg)
The Toxicologist was shocked that I was still alive, walking and talking. At that time I couldn’t walk or talk and dropped down to eighty nine (89) pounds He said that my exposure is chronic (on-going), and extremely severe and that I was exposed at least seven (7) months before my separation from my ex-husband (Rick Richards).
Law Enforcement dismissed and ignored my Toxicology Results and refused to initiate an Investigation into my poisoning.
With Law Enforcement’s lack of resolve and unwillingness to Investigate my Poisoning, question my ex-husband, his Dad (Darrell Richards, who was the Superintendent at the Waist and Water Treatment Plant, in Morror Bay, California , for thirty five (35) years), my ex-husband's his ex-wife (Ginny Browne) who is a prominent Attorney in the County of San i Luis Obispo, his Attorney (Edward Somogyi) who is Partner’s with Ginny Browne, who handled our Dissolution Case, which is a definite Conflict of Interest and their co-conspirators and hold them to account, has enabled them to pursue me from the West Coast to the East Coast and escalate their Poisoning, Bullying, Terror and Abuse.
I was forced to flee the San Luis Obispo area, abandon my personal property, my residence and run for my life.
My only recourse was to take photographs of the evidence and of the Perpetrator's hiding up in my attic, under towels, insulation, cardboard, etc.
The photograph on the right, is of a Surveillance Camera that was inside the vent in my bathroom. The Perpetrator's were using this small camera to spy on me ~ in my bathroom!!! The camera's are cable like tubes that are easily maneuvered, remotely operated and have a small camera on the end of them . They
are generally used by Pest Control and Plumbing Companies, to look for Pests or Plumbing issues inside the walls or the pipes. The perpetrator's are utilizing these camera’s to spy on me, in every room in my residence and listening to every word I say and reading every word I write ~ including these words.... I flushed the toilet a couple of times and I kept seeing something inside the bowl, that seemed to disappear when I looked in there at it. I sat down on the toilet seat and looked between my legs, to see if this thing would come out and low and behold ~ there it was, sticking out of the back of the bowl - I reached into the water and tried to grab it and it disappeared again - Do they actually have a camera inside my toilet bowl and is that a face at the end of it? |
GYPSY RUNNER _ Continued:
There was an opening on the roof, like a trap door, that is identical to the roof (you can't see it), that they used to go in and out of my residence. There were also fingerprints on the ceiling, that were brownish red (like clay), that were full hands (solid prints) and Law Enforcement refused to collect evidence or complete a Police Report, regarding this incident and/or anything else, that had to do with incidents that occurred, at the Winter Park Studio that I was renting.
I contacted the Water Department and Florida Public Utilities, because my hands turned red every time I used the water and I couldn't drink it, because it made me sick to my stomach. They were very reluctant to test the water and when they did they would not provide me with a copy of the test results and/or return my phone calls. I went to Home Depot and bought the kits they sell there, to test the water and the surfaces of the counter tops, etc. myself. The test results were all positive and highly toxic. They refused to take copies of my results and/or discuss the results with me. They have also refused to take any responsibility, to correct the problem and told me that it was o.k. to drink the water - when I know it is not safe,
The Electric Company also refused to investigate the evidence I have, of individuals stealing my electricity. When I received an Electric bill, for the month of March, for two hundred and fifty dollars ( $250.00), for a five hundred (500) square foot house, I called and explained to them that I could not afford to pay for the electricity that was stolen from me - without being given the opportunity to prove that these charges were not my responsibility. They dismissed and ignored my claims, did not do an investigation or look at my evidence, threatened to turn off my electricity if I didn't pay the bill and charged me a late fee. My electricity is still being stolen and I have not choice but to pay or live in the dark.
~ White Powder (Front Center) and Someone Hiding In Rafter's ~ In The Middle Of The Night ~
I heard someone crawling above my head, in the middle of the night, so I grabbed my Camera (at 3:45 a.m.) and started taking pictures, standing on a ladder. I held the camera above my head, taking a series of photograph all the way around the room, above the Rafters, so that I could see down into them and try to see what was moving around. It didn't sound like a small animal, it sounded like a human being and whatever it was, was spraying something right into my eyes. I was scared to death and shaking so bad I almost fell off of the ladder. I realized that the Perpetrators were coming into my Studio in Winter Park, Florida, while I was sleeping and spreading Arsenic and all kind of Chemicals and Heavy Metals all over my Studio. I knew they were doing this because every time I try to work on my Computer (like I am now), make something to eat, etc. something would fall from the ceiling onto my food and I would eat it - not even noticing or knowing that there was someone up there trying to poison me. When I finally did notice, I started covering up my food, locking up my shampoo, conditioner, make-up, etc., because they put that stuff in everything, including all over my cloths, linens, I mean everything, it' mean, cruel and disgusting. I started keeping a photo journal and that is what I am sharing with you here. I called the Winter Park Police Department to show them these photographs and other evidence I had collected, including red fingerprints that were on my ceiling right above their heads and I pointed them out to the Landlord and the Police Department - both of whom dismissed and ignored the obvious - that someone was coming into my studio while I was sleeping. I had already been sexually assaulted by Law Enforcement Officer's and now they were coming into my bedroom at night, as I slept, poisoning me and I can't imagine what else they helped themselves to, while I was sleeping. But every morning when I wake up, my finger nails and toe nails are stuffed with white stuff and there's black stuff on the tops of them that is almost impossible to get off. Law Enforcement has refused to Investigate my poisoning and I have been dismissed, lied to and ignored-once again-by Local Law Enforcement. Why? Why are they refusing to investigate my poisoning and/or the chemicals that are all over me, my residence, my vehicle and my personal belongings (including my food, water, cloths, linens, etc.) It's a nightmare - It's terrorism and they are involved. They even dismissed the photographic evidence I have of the perpetrator's and the individuals stocking, poisoning and terrorizing me. I'm alone, cornered and in dire straights....
Storage Facility in Ojai, California
I was poisoned, stocked and terrorized in San Luis Obispo, California. The San Luis Obispo Police Department, the F.B.I. Agent David Blanchard, Judge Dodi Harman, Judge James Rigali, Attorney Generals Cheryl Mills and Jerry Brown, have refused to investigate an ATTEMPTED MURDER Case and the Community has banned against the Victim. Dismissed, ignored and abandoned, by Law Enforcement, Judges, Victim Advocates, the Victim's Compensation Board (in Sacramento), the Attorney General (Kamala Harris) and Governor Jerry Brown and dozens and dozens of Government Officials, Law Enforcement Agencies, etc. that I have called over the past two years- say "It's not my Department, Jurisdiction, Problem, etc." it's quite alarming.
I decided to move my personal property to a storage facility, in Ojai, California. To my shock and horror, they were all connected, to the people in San Luis Obispo and I was still not safe. The person renting the unit, that was connected to mine, suddenly moved out and a new tenant moved in, that very same day (in the middle of the month) and started spraying my storage unit with Chemicals. When I tried to sort through my belongings, somebody sprayed chemicals into my unit and I couldn't breath - It was sticky, smelled like bug spray, burnt almonds and chemical gas - that got in my eyes, my lungs and all over my personal property.
The Perpetrators' and my ex-husband, were out in front of me, describing me as "delusional" and "mentally ill" and no- body would help me. It's obvious in the photographs below - that someone was spraying something into my Storage Unit, through the pipes and tubes I found inside my unit, and I am still being dismissed by Management and Law Enforcement. Somebody please help me!!!
I decided to move my personal property to a storage facility, in Ojai, California. To my shock and horror, they were all connected, to the people in San Luis Obispo and I was still not safe. The person renting the unit, that was connected to mine, suddenly moved out and a new tenant moved in, that very same day (in the middle of the month) and started spraying my storage unit with Chemicals. When I tried to sort through my belongings, somebody sprayed chemicals into my unit and I couldn't breath - It was sticky, smelled like bug spray, burnt almonds and chemical gas - that got in my eyes, my lungs and all over my personal property.
The Perpetrators' and my ex-husband, were out in front of me, describing me as "delusional" and "mentally ill" and no- body would help me. It's obvious in the photographs below - that someone was spraying something into my Storage Unit, through the pipes and tubes I found inside my unit, and I am still being dismissed by Management and Law Enforcement. Somebody please help me!!!
"WHO'S IN THE ATTIC"
Below are various photographs I took of items I uncovered inside of my attic. I was shocked and alarmed when I discovered these items, as I did not place them there and was afraid of what else I might find. I was also aware of the fact that somebody had to break into my home and they were crawling around in my attic, spraying chemicals and white powder all over the entire area. When I reported all of this to the San Luis Obispo Police Department, in California, they laughed at me and told me that I would have to pay for my own Investigation. They have refused to investigate anything in my Case and have looked the other way - while my ex-husband, his Attorney and their thugs, stock me, terrorize me, poison me, attack me and cross State Lines (with Drones) to stock me.
What Lies Beneath?
I took several photographs of the items someone installed in my attic and within a few days my floor started vibrating and shaking. I went outside and started looking around the mobile home and took off a couple of sections of the siding, so I could get some photographs underneath. To my shock and horror, someone had cut holes in the floor, underneath my mobile home and pushed tubes, pipes and camera's up into my floor - that went into my mobile home.
Someone was spraying chemicals into my mobile home from inside the attic and underneath my mobile home - no wonder I went down to eighty nine (89) pounds and almost died. I called Local Law Enforcement again and once again they asked me if I was taking my medication? I was wondering if they were taking theirs and asked them what they would do if I was their Mother? They said "I wouldn't leave her here." and left. I begged them to help me, protect me, stop the perpetrators' and initiate an investigation - they refused. I was dumbfounded, devastated and distraught....What would you do?
Someone was spraying chemicals into my mobile home from inside the attic and underneath my mobile home - no wonder I went down to eighty nine (89) pounds and almost died. I called Local Law Enforcement again and once again they asked me if I was taking my medication? I was wondering if they were taking theirs and asked them what they would do if I was their Mother? They said "I wouldn't leave her here." and left. I begged them to help me, protect me, stop the perpetrators' and initiate an investigation - they refused. I was dumbfounded, devastated and distraught....What would you do?