MASON FAMILY BUSINESS
When I was young J.E.B. would come visit C.B.B.G.G. once in awhile and he and C.B.B.G.G. would sit at the kitchen table talking about government and politics and things that were on the news. C.B.B.G.G. would be upset and start hollering and complaining. I don’t know what they were talking about all I know is that C.B.B.G.G. is Republican as are most of my family members and I was put down by my father D.B. for being a Democrat and my “Liberal Education”, he would become very upset with me about many matters including equality and how things were as when I would be explained things to me including arguments between parties I would think that the behavior or way things were was illogical to me none of it made any sense and so I stayed out of it and focused on everything else.
D.B. would say “Your a Democrat how the hell did I raise a god-damn Democrat!” like it was a disease or something. I never formally picked a political party and do not even vote, I conduct family votes at home with my girls on important issues but it seems to me my ex-family hates me for my political viewpoints or lack of political viewpoints including that I give my kids a vote. I care about justice, people, and equality, and freedom, and liberty, and the constitution which protects our rights as citizens. I and wish people would stop killing each other for the most asinine reasons. I also don’t believe in caps on things or telling people how much of something they can buy and don’t believe in censorship and tyranny D.B. obviously does as he has been nothing by tyrannical in his raising of me and over meddling in my life and affairs in how I raise my kids, and every other aspect.
I guess if that makes me a liberal and a democrat then that is what I am. If that is a reason to be killed or targeted then I suppose that if you want to find a reason to kill you will find anything. It boils down to differences in opinion like D.B.’s dislike for President Obama who made history becoming the First African American President, who I was proud of for doing so.
President Obama helped put a health care bill in place, and saved my life by initiating a health care bill which allowed me to get proper testing for my injuries a real doctor and proper diagnosis during a period of time when I was being murdered by my ex-husband. Even though they still missed the source of the problem it saved my life and I regained my health, and am here today because of it.
D.B. hates President Obama for it, if you apply deductive reasoning to his position, you will understand why D.B. holds the position he does on President Obama he saved my life and D.B. does not like anyone who saves my life.
HATED FOR MY DISINTEREST IN POLITICS AND
I just thought he was talking to me about life and the world around me as he often said I really needed to pay attention to those things and could not understand why I did not care. It infuriated him that I did not care about government or politics, and he said “someday you will care when it is your ass, and your freedom on the line”.
He made statements far in advance of the border wall being built, and became angry at me when I said there should be no wall as we are all immigrants.
D.B. alleged that there were going to be four new prisons being built to house criminals and scoundrels, and told me that if I was ever gambling with human life, I was to bet on the house as the house always wins. The money for the house I owns came from back child support that was given to me legally though the courts after W.E.V. allegedly staged his death. D.B. had attempted to say he was actually where the funds had come from. Bet on the house can mean two things, that there are really dead bodies buried in the garage and basement or to dig up W.E.V. body because he was either killed or is not in the grave like he should be.
D.B. made statements about the immigrants getting kicked out of the country when I became angry about it he alleged “You will feel a lot differently about them emptying out those prisons and sending them back home when you find out they need that space to put a bunch of a**holes in there, that have been trying to hurt you and your kids, for what they did to ya!”
“PEOPLE KILL FOR NO REASON; THEY KILL OVER A LOAF OF BREAD”
It was instilled in me that people kill for any reason, sometimes no reason at all. People kill out on the streets over what color someone else is wearing, they kill for a loaf of bread, they kill because they are on opposing teams or they kill because of your shoes. People kill for political causes, and because of different religion’s and nationalities. They also kill for greed, hate, spit, resentment, envy and sloth. These things were not said to me once but it was repeated often.
It was also made clear to me that different social classes hated each other and that hatred has been attempted to be instilled in me by D.B. and the other’s around me by the story of my ancestors in that it was alleged that one had been raped by a man who was well to do. The statement of “keeping up with the Jones’s” to keep me from wanting to get ahead, and in making me go to school wearing ill-fitting clothing so I would be made fun of if I wanted different or better clothing I was told those things were “status symbols” or I was just trying to keep up with the other kids and trying to be like them. D.B. were teaching me to not try to hard, and he even said so. this was all part of his conspiracy to take my life for insurance money by poison or any other means which he confessed to and alleged he was already caught at.
ARGUMENT INVOLVING EQUALITY
D.B. INSISTS THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS EQUAL OR EQUALITY
AND THAT IT IS NOT A REAL THING
D.B. would tell me things such as no matter what anyone said there was no such thing as equal, not between a man and a woman, not between different races, not between the social classes. He alleged that no matter what people will always find differences and use those differences as reasons to hate each other and with hate comes killing. When I was a teenager and broke away from the constant control of what I wore or how I looked, and started to listen to music, and do art.
I was constantly ridiculed by D.B. about my makeup, choice of hair color, music, books, and clothing color choices. I was told that these things including jewelry were all different things that people use to discriminate against each other and constantly asked why I could not be like everyone else. I used to reply that it was because I was me and liked who I was, he would respond “yeah, well I don’t”. He hated everything about me including that I wanted to be an artist.
My entire family did, they wanted me to go to school to be a doctor or a lawyer and repeatedly told me to do that instead. I refused to listen to them and went where my talent was and with what had made me happy as you only get one life and you can’t make choices based on other peoples wants and desires or you will never be happy and I felt that I deserved to be happy just like everyone else. Someday they were going to pass away and I would be left with the choices I made to make them happy and so I went off on my own and continued with my Art Studies which seemed to infuriate them as I was then shunned for doing so.
D.B. would get angry with me for my politically correct viewpoints, stating things to me such as You know what they did to King don’tcha? They shot him, and every time that John Lennon came on the T.V. he would sarcastically say “Hey, there’s your guy A. you know what they did to him, he was all about equality too, and they shot him. That’s what they will do to you someday.” He alleged repeatedly that the world was just not ready for me. Why he thought the world was waiting for me is beyond me and in his own mind.
It was once said to me that I was supposed to be the person that represents the poor and working-class Joe. D.B. had my gold jewelry taken away and said it did not look good for his cause, and people would judge me for it, destroyed my shoes so I would be embarrassed and “Fit the bill” for his political causes and so called “sting”.
STEALING MY KIDS DREAMS AND PURPOSEFULLY INSTILLING HATE AND DISDANE IN ALL OF US
My girls are business minded and have their own dreams, M.M.V.M wanted to teach music or be a composer or go to culinary school to be a pastry chef, its kind of hard to do that with serial killers poisoning people in your family. A.J.V.M wanted us all to move to NY and go to Juliart so she could do journalism and writing. M.R.M. looked like she might be slated for art, and M.L.M. had not decided but had already shown an interest in web marketing and social media marketing.
The girls were starting to learn about business and had some idea of how it worked, they learned that from me and they were told the same things by D.B. and the others that stole all of our dreams and forced us all into their “POLITICAL BS” that I was told by them. D.B. forced us into involuntary servitude by keeping us apart from each other and making me fight to be with them again. Scared them into silence and into submission and filled their heads up with lies, and last time I saw A.J.V.M. she was filled with hate and resentment and A.J.V.M. is not a hateful and resentful person and has never been it was the result of what she had been going through since she was abducted.
D.B. has done the same to me, I am now filled with nothing but hate and disdane and resentment toward him, the situation, and everyone else involved. I want nothing more than to get as far away from these people and anyone who thinks this is all okay to do to a person or family, as soon as humanly possible. Nothing good can ever come from any of them, they are nothing but criminals filled with greed, lust, envy, and murderous ways.
WANTING TO “BREAK ME” OR BREAK ME OF MY COMPUTER USE
D.B. alleged he wanted to break me of my computer use and that was part of why he was trashing everything I do, personally I think the main idea here is doing what ever it takes to keep me from telling the authorities what he has done and killing me or pushing me over the edge, as he has done that to other victims, while he is at it. Keeping people down and economic genocide, and frustration, mixed with emotional torture, is one of his methodologies for silently killing a target.
DESTROYING MY LOVE OF ART
C.B.B.G.G. had a big file cabinet in the back bedroom that had art supplies in it for me to use while she slept. I was alone most of the time as C.B.B.G.G. slept all day and was nocturnal. D.B. worked most of the time and was not much of a conversationalist until I got older but he slept most the time too. I spent my childhood alone and doing schoolwork. As long as you can read you can learn anything, I am not good at Math but can do business math just not Algebra which is fine I don’t have to be good at everything
I PURPOSEFULLY FAILED I WANTED TO LIVE UP TO D.B.’S EXPECTATIONS
In high-school I had to take a placement test in order to be placed, I was not stupid and knew that I would get the same diploma if I took regular classes or if I took remedial classes, I purposefully did not try and drew a Christmas tree in the scan tron so I could take remedial classes in high school. Instead I focused in on art which is what i wanted to be and do with my life. D.B. snuck an IQ test in on me and the results of that test were given to him in private and he was not happy with me afterward he later alleged my IQ was though the roof and was three times what a “left brainer’s” was and that I was using both sides of my brain equally like M.L.M. and D.B. said it was three times the legal limit and yelled at me for “short changing myself”.
I DO NOT NEED A BRIDGE I AM A BRIDGE
D.B. used to say that I was way up here and put his hand up in the air, and the rest of the world was way down below and I had to find a way to build a bridge between me and them, and that was why I had to “dumb things down” for people and not use such big words and be so stuffy all the time. However, this is how I talk and I don’t think that anyone needs a bridge and I don’t seem to need a bridge anymore either. D.B. said this is especially true when I am talking about my work and building sites or working on the computer, as I will often walk into the room complaining about code or the server or something I am trying to do and do not realize that to the person I am talking to which was usually E.M.M. or the girls that I was speaking another language. This has made me feel very alienated as E.M.M. had only known what I had taught him as far as computers went and that was not much more than cloning out people in Photoshop.
I THINK ITS CIVIL DISOBEDIENCE OR HARASSMENT
I AM OFTEN frustrated when I tried to speak to people, and thought they were “deer in headlights” which really aggravates the hell out of me because I don’t think people are stupid. Honestly, I think they give me a hard time on purpose and don’t think I am all that smart. IQ’s mean nothing without books to go along with them and from being poisoned I had to re-teach myself everything I knew before and I have to continue to work to keep my brain sharp. D.B. insists that it is my IQ and insisted that no matter what I do I will never be like everyone else, no matter how hard I try. I took it as an insult at the time until I sat down and thought about it and started to realize how many subject area’s I have studied on my own, and how bored I get, and how quickly, and easily and then realized that maybe he has a point.
I DID NOT AGREE TO PARTICIPATE IN D.B.’S POLITICAL CAUSES NOR DID MY DAUGHTERS, AND HE IS NOT GOING TO GET ANY OF WHAT HE WANTS OUT OF IT NOR WILL ANYONE ELSE.
“I SAID NO! DO YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT THE LETTERS N AND O MEAN WHEN THEY ARE PUT TOGETHER?
NOT O AND N BUT N AND O
THEY MEAN NO!
I SAID NO AND NO I MEANT.”
SOUND FAMILIAR POP’S?
YOU AND THE REST OF THE CRIMINALS ARE REALLY “SOMETHING ELSE”
D.B. NEEDS ANOTHER PUPPET