My Breach of Trust charges against 4 VPD officers. File # 2007-3691 (click for full audio version)

The incident which sparked this example of dangerous and poor policing was a home invasion and assault perpetrated on me in front of a witness on March 14, 2007, 11 am, and is as follows . This statement was sent to the VPD a few hours after the attack early in the morning of March 15 (I was asleep for a while, probably as a result of the assault and blows to my head)

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Next day 9:20 am, there came a bylaw officer who told me that he was sent to apprehend my dog by the VPD.

Also the first appearance of the story of “an email can change the world” in the Canadian press disappeared. When later I had some portions of the officer's notes released she had already, before seeing me, labeled me as “Suspect.” the only information her notes contained were the manager's lies and allegations.

After a few days I figured out what happened and sent the evidence of my proof using the phone records and recording of the 911 call to the VPD. Here it is:

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These VPD goons (perhaps in criminal partnership with the manager) tried to paint me as the aggressor in an incident where there was a home invasion in front of a witness, because they were either too lazy, or too corrupt, to investigate properly and took the word of the manager who was in criminal partnership with the perpetrator. He tried for weeks to intimidate me and lure me into fighting him. I did have enough evidence through telephone records to get her fired, and the aggressor kicked out of the building, but not before she tried 3 times to evict me illegally. This is done by the cops to the poor and down trodden all the time. They then end up on the street in a terminal prolonged death sentence.

These four cops labeled me, before interviewing me, a suspect and failed to take a single note on my behalf. They ignored the evidence of the break in and disregarded eyewitness statements to do the bidding of our manager from hell. She had grow ops in the building with the perpetrator. These are the officers: Tanya Laboutiller 2101, Martin Formanek 2136, William Sandberg 2349, Robert Phoenix 2169.

I took these goons to the Police Complaints Commission, File # 07-3691, Section 52 of the Police Act, Breach of Trust. What a load of pure lies and hogwash that process is. I still have the records and physical evidence to prove these cops liars. The whole process is an affront to the rule of law and entrenches criminal behavior and poor performance by the police.

I continue to have headaches almost two years after the attack, and can't seek compensation because the poor corrupt policing has left me the perpetrator in their records. The city of Vancouver said that they would provide an MRI, yet now they won't, leaving me hounded by a collection agency. Yeah, free health care, police “services.” Fuck off with the bullshit, because I and many others ain't buying it anymore Mr. Wally Oppal, John Van Dongan.

The end of the Breach of Trust file.

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What follows is the reaction to this "Policing Service" and why I withdrew my consent to be governed by the corporate, criminal entity, Canada. (any quasi legal defacto group calling itself the government that allows its agents break the laws, even to kill and never be held accountable, is a criminal entity)

And these are the fuck-ups that are supposed to police my personal adult choices and can make me a criminal bringing down the full force of the law if I am smoking a "prohibited" substance?

As if I did something that all the quasi legal compassion clubs don't do now, advertise their services and products to the public. All I did was ask nicely, on two different occasions, 2 police officers if the wished to purchase Cannabis, for the purposes of clarifying our laws and for the betterment of society. Just what is the law here Mr. Oppal-there are no medical exemptions under the present laws, but compassion clubs are allowed to operate. I declared my Compassion for society in trying to get drug dealing from the playgrounds because the government isn't doing it. Since last June I have been unmolested and boldly selling Cannabis from my place. Now I want to know why I couldn't approach two cops and do what seems to be legal? Just what is up here?

If I was this foggy and ambiguous I would never have been able to safely fly cross country on hang gliders. Who in the fuck can follow exactly what the law is in this country? Who could figure out just how it might be applied? For whomever might break it, at any given time and circumstance.

Rule of Law? what a fucking farce! Thankfully Canadians are unsophisticated bovines, far too engrossed in the Hockey Game for our Officials to have to worry much as they fleece them a thousand ways.

The Scam of Government Services (click for audio)

What the “need” for Government is all about, was brought home by another encounter this morning on my way to the store.. As I do all the time, I set out with my White Wolf up the steep driveway. He was off leash as he always is, because I don't leash him until we get to the sidewalk up top. It makes it safer walking up this steep, sometimes icy, hill, for me. He was staying as far to the right on the pavement as possible when the manager's husband tried to take a swing at him with the shovel.

This guy, had been shoveling a mountain of garbage, which he and the manager had let pile up for a month now, since the snow first came. The truck could not come to get the bin and the tenants had been dumping beside the overflowing, neglected bin. His wife, the manager, harangued me to leash my dog as I walked by. Aloofus was waiting up top on the sidewalk for me as she spoke to me. She threatened twice to call the Bylaw officer.

I retorted, “THE GARBAGE IS A HEALTH HAZZARD. GET IT CLEAN OR I WILL CALL A CITY HEALTH OFFICER.” (I didn't mean it though. I just want the garbage cleaned up in a timely manner and not to be harassed, having been patient with this older couple for a month now.)

Thinking hard on my way to the store, it occurred to me that these contentious people might believe that it was my dog, not the huge rats or fat raccoons, which had been into this mountain of vermin breeding garbage.

There you have it, these lazy people are ready to call on city government for its services, in order to threaten me, a peaceful citizen not bothering anyone. Yet they are guilty of helping the building's rat infestation explode. I can hear them in the walls all the time, now. The smell and eyesore for dozens of tenants has been a continuous problem around the bin area for more than a year, culminating in this horrendous mess, yet the city bylaw services will work over time to make me a lawbreaker for my dog being off leash.

That is the problem with our modern Canadian government: there is too much of it! The function of most government departments seems to be to help the greedy landlords, the rich who wish to enslave us, and the contentious, to screw with ordinary citizens. Therein the government agents prove their worth and shoehorn themselves into jobs which they have made “indispensable”. This is done with multitudes of corporate statutes, ranging from the prohibition laws at the federal level to the leash bylaws of city governments. These statutes all seems to be designed to oppress people.

Let's have a fossil fuel burning bylaw which might make the air I breath safer, before we have uniformed goons chasing around free-roaming four footed creatures. I'm seriously tired, as are many other Canadians, of this costly government bullshit, designed to help enslave us by bureaucracy, so that we can be fleeced by the rich and powerful. My dog being off leash, in this immediate area, entertains himself with catching rats. He's gotten 3 since Christmas. They hide in the many fallen trees left as hazards and rat cover by the management. Al posts himself strategically to snatch them up as they follow their routes. This is a natural response to the garbage problem causing vermin infestation, which costs no one money, yet I am the one breaking the law for having my dog unleashed.

Therefore, I withdraw my consent to be governed by this criminal corporate entity called Canada and all of its subsidiary agencies.

Wally Oppal and the Polygamists of Bountiful

Well it was threatened for several years now and finally there is some apparent action 7 months after having announced the latest push to charge the Hen Pecked, Winston Blackmore, and another. Just because they have been charged doesn't mean that the charges will stand up in a trial which might take place 2 years from now.

Obviously this is not something being done to rescue or “save” any people from being sexually exploited at the moment. These charges stem from long ago disgruntled/enlightened females taking on what they understood after years of participating in it as being “wrong.” The future of these charges is beyond knowing. A more ambiguous issue is hard to imagine.

I can't as a libertarian see the good of the state being involved in limiting relationships in the number of participants if they are truly consenting adults. It is the fact that these children having been raised to their roles in a legal religious belief system, which still allows crimes such as gender discrimination to be sanctioned and taught to their young. Catholics and other mainstream religions are allowed to indoctrinate their young in defiance of the hate, gender equality laws.

Where does the right of society to interfere in someone's faith and beliefs start and end? Why do we intrude when none of the current participants in the culture/ religion of Bountiful are complaining? I see this as a political intrusion into people's rights and freedoms for the reason of persecution by people who disagree with the notion.

I believe that there is no crisis here and if someone did something to anyone on an individual basis we do have the courts, although they are not timely and therefore unresponsive to a crisis. There is no crisis in my estimation, other than that manufactured in other people's minds. I have lived in Creston and watched these people interact in the community. No one seems to be coerced and even if they grow up with different values it is no different than what other religions have done and continue to do.

I feel that there is much more that could be done of less high profile benefit by helping get rid of the prohibition laws which are really harming society and killing people in many ways. It is only of concern to those who wish to always control others what the polygamists do. Many more children of both sexes have been harmed by pedophile priests and clergy, including systematic abuse of the residential schools than is occurring, or has ever occurred, in Bountiful.

Where Mr. Oppal could make a real difference to the safety of our society, repeal of prohibition, he is kind of lame believing in the Kangaroo court system to affect changes in addiction and substance abuse. An antiquated, dangerous corruption/crime causing approach proven invalid sixty years ago. Yeah a little publicity garnering misdirection while the same old racist law oppression bullshit continues.

Or why not concern ourselves with setting up a real investigatory body to oversee the criminal conduct of the police forces of this province which impacts British Colombians everyday and which many people would like to see?

I don't know for sure because I only heard part of the interview and can't find it now, but wasn't it Wally Opal who is the Judge I mention in this video, who thinks Lori Douglas associated Chief Justice Manitoba should resign because he knows, almost Godlike, What Canadians regard as normal sexual behavior?

The rude attitude of Senator Larry Campbell irks me.

Wasn't it this friggen liar who said something about finally electing a Senate? Oh, but that was only a good idea when he needed votes. Who gives these arrogant free loaders their cushy jobs and just what does one have to do to get it, besides being rude and arrogant?

From: 
Campbell, Larry W
To: 
'bud.oracle@shaw.ca'
Subject: 
Re: [Sunshine Soup] Park Rage: It happens!
Date: 
Sun, 04 Jan 2009 21:29:50 -0500 (18:29 PST)



Get a life. And take me off this idiotic list. Life is too short to listen to your rants. Thanks.


From: 
Campbell, Larry W
To: 
'bud.oracle@shaw.ca'
Subject: 
Re: [Sunshine Soup] Park Rage: It happens!
Date: 
Mon, 05 Jan 2009 15:51:29 -0500 (12:51 PST)



Dear Bud;
    Get help or medications. No need to reply as I have blocked any further email from you.

see my response: http://www.topix.com/forum/world/canada/T6NQ56DF51GITEKIE


When Senator Campbell was mayor here his police perpetrated a crime on me and nothing ever came of it. Internal investigations complaint #04-144146 against officers 1768, 2221 and a sergeant 1498.

That was long before these goons tried to paint me as the aggressor in an incident where there was a home invasion in from of a witness, because they were to lazy to investigate properly and took the word of the manager who was in criminal partnership with the perpetrator. I did have enough evidence through telephone records to get her fired, and the aggressor kicked out of the building, but not before she tried 3 times to evict me illegally. This is done by the cops to the poor and down trodden all the time. They then end up on the street a terminal sentence.

These four cops labeled me before interviewing me a suspect and failed to take a single note on my behalf, ignored the evidence of the break in and ignored eyewitness statements to do the bidding of this manager from hell who had grow ops in the building with the perp who assaulted my after breaking into my place: Tanya Laboutiller 2101, Martin Formanek 2136, William Sandberg 2349, Robert Phoenix 2169.

I took these goons to the Police complaints commission, File # 07-3691, Section 52 of the Police Act, breach of Trust. What a load of pure lies and hogwash that process is. I still have the records and physical evidence to prove these cops liars. The whole process is an affront to the rule of law.

Yeah, I kind of think I have a right to complain to all this plus the other events of lawbreaking by well paid police, documented here in podcast, as well as written form, by me:

http://www.archive.org/details/ITrustedTheRcmp

http://www.archive.org/details/AnEmailCanChangeTheWorld\

http://www.archive.org/details/ObstructionOfJusticeComplaintAgainstJimChu

These incidents have occurred to ONE FRIGGEN CANADIAN. THINK OF HOW MANY MORE TIMES THEY OCCUR EVERYDAY IN THIS CORRUPT COUNTRY.

Then ad on top of all that, think of all the high profile TASER and other murders of citizens which are allowed for a whole plethora of excuses.

I really don't give a shit about what Senator Campbell likes or doesn't like. I am super tired of cops, their friends, the fact that they are never held to the same laws in the same way, and back room deals which keep only friends of friends of power in appointed jobs throughout all levels of Canadian government. To me it is important that these armed goons are held to account and not given racist morality laws to enforce with their lawless attitudes.

First off, these government officials are PAID to receive all “rantings” of all citizens, not to dispense medical information or judgments. This my journal, and I choose to link it up to a senator in order that someone in that sleepy institution of favoritism is in touch with the life of a citizen who is suffering under the oppression of unjust laws and unequal application of the rule of law. I really don't care if he is drunk late at night and he doesn't like what I have to say. I do have the freedom to say it, and to him if I choose. He is free not to listen to it as well.

He is not paid in his cushy appointed job to insult anyone for trying in a peaceful way to make government aware of the injustice of the prohibition laws and police forces. It is the oppressed lives of citizens which should concern him not dispensing pseudo advice he knows nothing about.

From the top to the bottom of Canadian government you will find it bristling with arrogant snots who think that they are born to rule us and have long ago lost compassion for those they are paid to listen to.

Park Rage: It happens! (click for audio)

I suggest not interfering with what other people are doing if it is of no consequence to you. The world would be a better place and we would need less government if people minded their own business. Case in point:

I was at Trout Lake on Saturday, the 3rd of January, 2009, minding my own business. My White Wolf was off leash at the south end of the lake (Yes, against the leash law---we comply in the summer when people are using the beach). He first off ran around on the snow covered, empty beach, then on the ice a bit, as he ALWAYS DOES. He is an athlete and loves to run and frisk. Aloofus “zig zags” like a Wolf, which he is.

There was a lady on the far corner, standing on the beach and feeding the ducks (also against regulations). When my Wolf scampered PAST HER in a frisky run to chase the lazy ducks into the air, out of pure joy, this bitch from hell started yelling at me to leash my dog as she tried to kick Aloofus.

This I won't tolerate, because it could eventually lead to the destruction of my animal, as he might learn to bite in return. I told her to fuck right off. I reminded her that it was against the law to feed the ducks in the first place.

She kept haranguing me, and I her, I pointed out that these lazy pond creatures needed a bit of exercise and idiots like her made the ducks tame enough so that they couldn't survive in the wild. I also pointed out that it was morons such as herself who drove to the parks in their 4x4's to feed these poor tormented creatures, unhealthy bread, that caused their numbers to decrease, more than my dog running along the beach.

I figure it this way: if I have done my responsibility to make my dog socially safe from the frightened-of-humans creature that he was, I will protect him from being tormented by the viscous idiots of this world. People like her with no sense had almost caused him to be put down when he was a pup and he is still frightened of dangerous apes going after him.

Then the guy at the house got into it and threatened to call the Bylaw officers. All because my dog in a fit of joy, as a child might have done, ran alongside the ducks on the beach to chase them into the air.

Yeah, I can see why people need government if they don't have enough brains to cope in a peaceful way with life. It is always these Nazi-from-hell-types that want to make me comply with the laws, while they consider themselves free to break them and do so with belligerent abandon..

Roman

He came and sat next to me on the bench I had cleared of snow earlier.

We each partook of our own habits. He crack cocaine and I of Hashish and Kush crammed in my pipe bowl. We were the same age.

His features looked like the Cossack he claimed to be in his watch cap.

“My name is Roman,” he began. He had come over in a wave of immigrants from behind the iron curtain and was now stateless. He took out a handkerchief and told me that he had less than a year to live. “Asbestoses”

“I came to Canada in 1979” he went on, “I worked hard saved money, bought farm in Abottsford, learn to grow pot for big money” “I never become a Canada citizen” “I am stateless person because my country now gone!”

“Now I don't care no more everything gone” he was not unable to laugh at his fate. We had a good chuckle over what I told him that I was doing. The crack was the only thing keeping him going, he said. He showed me faded documents. A trail of government bureaucracy speaking of evil intent toward Roman, who had actually given up his lungs to de install government buildings of asbestos insulation, or install it, I forgot. He was not homeless or without and proudly mentioned that.

“They never tell me to wear mask!”

“I got $20,000.00!”

I told him that I was a lucky man. He didn't begrudge me that and wished me well, as I did of him, on parting.

We had shared some common moments in the marijuana grow industry. Roman and I, had some belly laughter, ending up in a coughing spasm when I told him of my involvement in the aftermath of Mayerthorpe. I trusted the RCMP. He was mentally alert and aware of current events, including the fact that Canada refuses to sign the UN bill to ban asbestos, and continues to export this carcinogen for the profit of a few.

We parted friends, and I looked him in the eye as we shook hands. I told him honestly, that I would never forget him and our meeting. He believed me, that I am a lucky man, that I would carry his memory for a long time.

It's A Snowstorm in Vancouver Today! (CTV News video)

The White wolf and I were on a beautiful snow land adventure. It took me an hour to make it to Trout Lake. We had a chance to help a bit in the snow shoveling department as we went. Another sad bit of news as an acquaintance, who is just starting to live his well deserved retirement dtream With a nice income, property in Mexico, and sick from Radiation treatment today. That's the 3rd person with cancer in my circle this year. I truly wonder where those cancers are coming from. Certainly not the pot or psychedelic agents.

I live at the bottom of an impossibly steep driveway (20 % it seems like) The first encounter was with a young couple who were eager to have an "adventure" driving to Kelowna. All kinds of warnings came to mind, but they seemed happy and promised not to go too fast and take a room if the were in trouble. Rather than try to keep them from their "Adventure" (pretty sure they weren't going to make it out on to the street,) I summed up all my feelings, my warnings succinctly, after hearing his British accent, in a way which was good for a laugh for everyone.

"Fooken Englishmon"

I could only shake my head at the many intrepid/dumb motorists shoveling valiantly, I'm sure they will end up tow truck tuck. The cars which they were recovering from deep snow were only little light puddle jumpers that would immediately tobaggon out of control. Deadly things. These people are making a much more dangerous decision to drive than I am to smoke marijuana, because they are risking other people's safety.

I took a flip as my legs came right out from underneath me. Was lucky, able to keep my head up off the pavement. Help your elderly and infirm neighbors, see if they are alright.

Even the sky train is intermittent. Some of my clients have come using transit and the buses are having difficulty.

The White Wolf is ecstatic though, and has tried to roust every dog that we encountered for a play. I found out through a friend today, who is a friend of someone in the building adjacent to mine, having mentioned to her that neighbors of her were concerned over Aloofus being out all the time. And barking at them. She had told them that he was well taken care of.

I understand now what likely happened. They were "Concerned" about him and tried to approach him. this is when he tells anyone trying to get into his airspace to get lost. He wuffs a clear warning. Some humans are dumb (many), and again try to approach. Al is consistent he will wuff louder and also at the same time back off. If people don't concern themselves over him and act naturally and just walk by he won't even budge. The minute they start focusing on him he gets defensive gives a clears verbal warning, not a continuous barking, and then will always back off quickly. He doesn't want anyone touching him and has a right to tell people to get lost gently. Never does he approach anyone, he is totally afraid of people, much to scared to attack.

The calling in to the Animal control, instead of taking their neighbors advice and leaving the dog alone is the behavior of someone who needs a nanny state.

"Who you gonna call? Dog busters!"

Can't just mind their own business has to have someone in a uniform to tell them "it's OK"

And why not cater to these mindless morons who can't see to grow up and always need someone to call, if it puts more power in the hands of Government? There is more work for everyone and more taxes to be collected. Why would the state be interested in helping these people grow up and become adults if it can make more income taking care of them?

We need the sidewalks plowed instantly, because I want to go for a walk right now, or over to Bud Oracle's to score some pot. Get over it and dig your heals in, thinking about how good it will feel when you get back home and have a hot chocolate! Don't swear at the city for not cleaning the sidewalks. Adjust, and cope/deal with it. Grow up!

Thanks to all my friends for your support. Stay safe!

Prohibition: A fatal error Path (audio rant to my PM)

I would like to know on what FUCKING GROUNDS the government is making me a criminal? I am not impaired on Cannabis, I am not impaired on Mushrooms, and I am not impaired on LSD.

SO WHY IN THE FUCK IS THE GOVERNMENT MAKING A CRIMINAL OUT OF ME?

Why do we have to have drunk, TASER happy mounties risking my safety, my liberty, to make a FUCKING CRIMINAL OUT OF ME?

If I ever get hassled again by this government for my safe choices I will take further actions. While the police and politicians, including Prime Ministers get to break the laws at every turn, rip us off, the government is happy to enforce a century old racist legislation, installed by the very people for whose other legislation we are apologizing and paying for today.

If I don't get free man status, then the prohibition laws will have to go.

Billions spent to demonize and make peace loving people like me, criminals. WHY?

The hard drug addicts are allowed to be preyed upon by flourishing organized crime without any real concern for the devastation.

All so that we can goose step behind the goon squad in Serge which gets its marching orders from Washington. No more will this out of control gang of murderers set the policy which destroys our society. They don't have the FUCKING MANDATE!

The Spiral Dive: an analogy of Fatal Error Paths (Utube flight video of Tibor's jet powered Michell Wing)

The Kasperwing Motor glider (Top pic---owned one in Wetaskewin in 1984 1985)

and

The Mitchell Wing B10 was a lot of aircraft to learn to fly 3 axis on without instruction. (Bottom 3 pics---Flown first in Hinton 1988 and then in Ontario 1989 through 1993


The Kasperwing was not full 3 axis, rather it was a weird weight-shift for pitch via a "swing seat" and a yoke column which could deploy the tip rudders for yaw control. this then "induced" roll. It would not spin, but had this super-fast, controlled, almost vertical, decent mode. I never liked it low, so tried not to loose altitude quickly.

Anyways, the lesson learned when I managed to pull out of an unexpected spin that I aggravated into a terminal Spiral dive, is in my opinion something to reflect on when considering solutions to our present economic crisis,

The lessons from the Mitchell Wing started from the first flight on. And were always costly. I was really only learning about how stupid being stubborn is. This one cost upwards of $2000.00.

The Launch on Mt Seven, Golden (A few descriptions by competition pilots)

The pilot posting in the 2005 "Willi" (a competition held in Honor of Willi Muller on Mt 7) is Stewart "Midtoe" Midwinter. He is a real character as well as one of the world's best hang glider pilots. I have known Stewart since the early 80s and have flown with him a couple of times. It is Stewart's analogy "I was so high over the snow covered mountaintops, they appeared as a white capped ocean below me." which I love to use. I saw it in an out of date industrial magazine while in Ontario, going to school.

Here is an interesting foot launch!

This is the launch I had in my mind's eye when I posted in yesterday's article on fear.

I have seen this often in hang gliding. Someone, a newbie to a high mountaintop launch, doesn't have that much airtime, gets out on to the runway and hesitates. I watch the throat go dry, the vague lost moment come over the pilot's face, where concentration and heightened awareness should be the emotions tinged with a bit of eagerness to be off the ground. This is normal and will fall away as the beginner gains experience. It is wise to be cautious, though. But there is a point where fear blocks smooth performance. The time to ponder whether one should really pursue the sport of hang gliding, or not, is definitely not on top of Mount Seven with a squall approaching down the valley.