Civil Liberties?

"A man was pulled over and searched by police on the 4th of July at a DUI checkpoint in Murfreesboro, Tennessee.  Although the man repeatedly exercised his constitutional rights to not be searched and followed the law, the officers bullied him and forced him out of the vehicle despite committing no crime.  The motorist’s car was then searched by a K-9 unit who was given a false alert signal by the police officer in order to search the vehicle for drugs."  ~from The Libertarian Republic.~ 

 

Constitutional Rights Violation Video At DUI Checkpoint

 

"He said that it is okay to take away Constitutional rights and civil liberties for reasons of safety." 

 

This was the same reason that my father gave for lying repeatedly in my 302 report.  Apparently, when you are doing nothing illegal, nothing wrong, PERIOD--even if you know your rights and alert the officials that what they are doing is unconstitutional--none of that matters. 

 

"You see it isn’t, nor should it be, required that you wait until a person has hurt themselves or others to evoke sufficient concern for people to step in and try to avert the potential for bad things happening..."   This was my father's response when I questioned how he found it permissible to lie and make false statements against me in a legal document.

 

When I told the police that I knew my rights and that they couldn't touch me; they whipped me around, they handcuffed me, they took my personal possessions and locked them in their trunk and I was thrown in the backseat of their car.  They refused to identify themselves.  They refused to tell me what I did wrong.  Welcome to civil liberties, indeed.

 

I still wonder, to this day, what would have happened had I refused to get out of my vehicle.  I thought that I knew my rights.  Well, I did know my rights.  I was correct.  They shouldn't have been allowed to take me from my property.  None of those events should have ever transpired.  Yet they did.  What are the rights of a civilian when the law officials decide they are right?   Rights?  We really don't have any. 

 

Welcome to reality.

Hitting the DELETE Button

That's odd.  I do not recall, at any point in my life, signing a waiver stating that I would freely deal with all B.S. to come my way--be it from friend, co-worker, partner, family member, or any other human entity.  What is more peculiar is those individuals that INSIST that I must deal with it.  Why?  Why stay with miserable people that tear down my self-worth, that I dread spending time with because of the negativity cloud that they attempt to throw over my head, why waste precious minutes of my life with individuals that try to drag me down into the muck with them?  You can try to convince me otherwise, but I will just keep walking; thank you, very much.

 

Nope.  I don't remember ever signing anything stating that it was pertinent for me to keep these individuals in my life.   Maybe I missed the memo. Sorry.

Killing in the Name of...

How is it that a person will call themselves your friend—expect you to be there for them, do things for them, care about them—and they still feel justified in betraying your trust, saying unkind words about you to others and being about as far from a friend, as is humanly possible?  What confuses me more is that when you finally get tired of it and write them off for your own self-preservation, they can’t see what they have done wrong but still try to make it out as though you are a bad person for ending their negativity in your life.  Mind-boggling.  But I guess it just further justifies my choice in sheltering myself from their toxicity and drama.



Chronic Pain & Regrets

It is days like today that I sincerely regret not having moved forward with the lawsuit against my father, The Meadows, the police, and everyone else that had a hand in my back and neck issues.  I am, again, wondering how much longer I will be able to work.  The main problem, at this point, is that my back and neck issues severely limit my mobility and driving is an increasing issue and causes intense pain.  It is all I can do to be out of bed some days and when it hurts no matter what I do, no matter what I take--it does not bring enough relief for me to function.  I realize that a lot of people live with chronic pain, but I am really struggling and do not know what the answers are at this point... 

Been There

The Martha Mitchell Effect.  Yes, I am QUITE familiar with this one; thank you...

Truth

Interestingly enough, my brother reported that during his visit to our father's home, last weekend, he was beginning to see the insanity that I have been noting since 2010 and beyond.  His first sign that something wasn't quite right was due to there being some sort of "cage" around the front porch.  Apparently, this is to protect my father and his wife from the rampant Pit Bulls that live throughout their neighborhood.  Next, he discovered mock surveillance cameras on the kitchen table which are soon to be placed around the outer perimeters of the yard and driveway.  This is due to neighbors that are on the verge of a killing spree and have troubled teenage youth that will be the next school shooters.  This was also the reason that he was told that if he wasn't in the home by the 11 pm lock-down; he needed to sleep in his vehicle or find another place to stay.  Finally, my brother was accused of verbally attacking our stepmother as a result of a conversation regarding prejudicial attitudes (our father was there to witness the entire event--hopefully this opened his eyes, as well--although, I sincerely doubt it). 

 

They say that the truth always eventually emerges with no need for action by the individual hurt by the lies.  I am happy to report that this is finally starting to happen...

Triggers

Sometimes I have no clue what triggers the thoughts.

Tonight, it was memories of the phone call from the police wanting to know if she had any identifying marks on her body.  Since he shot her in the face and neck--there was nothing left to identify her by in regards to dental records or by traditional methods.

They finally identified her by a tattoo on her back.  She had a small Pisces symbol that she had me tattoo on her as a surprise for him. I never would have guessed that less than a year later, it would be the only way to know who she was.