Fellow Americans,
This is a tale of my quest for Justice in our beautiful country and what I found instead.
On March 31, 2010 I filed a motion with Chief Judge for the Oregon District Court Ann Aiken to remove Judge Michael R. Hogan from my case against James Hackett and the Linn Benton Housing Authority. Before I explain why, I want to tell you about my heroes during the past ten years.
Robert S. Gardner is my hero because he treated a severely mentally ill pedophile that lived in the upstairs of my house with respect before issuing a permanent protective stalking order against him. He reminded everyone present that we are all God's children. I admire Judge Gardner because he administers Justice without prejudice or bias.
Chief of Police Gary Boldizsar is my hero because he returned my calls when a pedophile was stalking my child who lived in the upstairs of my house. Chief Boldizsar was truthful in reports concerning me even though I was uncovering corruption that involved individuals in government in Corvallis and Benton County. That took courage.
Rita Thomas, Jaquita Black and Phyllis Jones are my heroes because they are always kind at the very top of HUD's fractured system.
Richard Holmes is my hero because he loves and trusts me and helps me move my belongings -- including my oak secretary. He is also my hero because he loves trees. When Richard is finished removing the dead branches from a huge old oak, I see God. His respect for the health of the living tree and his deep awareness of beauty shows in his care of each tree. He has left his mark all over Oregon and trained young arborists that carry his skill into the future. If you stand in the grove next to the state capitol building in Salem, Oregon, you can see the many varieties of trees that survived the Columbus Day Storm and were lovingly recreated by Richard Holmes. The night I met him his eyes sparkled as he described the color of the blossoms on the red bud trees near his childhood home.
Phil Doud is my hero because he is a good man.
Linn County Commissioner John Lindsey is my hero because he took a stand for the truth and for the children of Corvallis.
He has been trying to change laws so that the private investors that receive IRS tax credits for involvement in the land development deals must be publicly disclosed. James Hackett and Jim Moorefield had to fill the units at Pickford/Leonard in order to secure more federal tax credits to entice investors in their lucrative land developments and no one would rent older units so they filled them with felons who did not qualify for HUD vouchers. They created a mini penitentiary at Pickford/Leonard. John Lindsey conferred with Corvallis Police Chief Gary Boldizsar to confirm the placements of dangerous felons around children in housing owned by Willamette Neighborhood Housing and HUD funded by James Hackett and the Linn Benton Housing Authority. Some of the felons were severely mentally ill as well as having long criminal histories. The Benton County Commissioners were ultimately responsible for the protection of Benton County from these individuals and did nothing to help. Linn County Commissioner Lindsey is actively trying to help. He is aware that James Hackett lied in public about the litigation he is in with me that stemmed from these illegal placements that I reported to every level of government.
Michael B. Wise is my hero because he welcomed me into his office when he was busy and without knowing who I was. He is America's hero for his work for Civil Rights and Constitutional law.
Luther MacLean is my hero for answering my calls within three minutes when the pedophile who lived upstairs was stalking my child. He is my hero for wanting Corvallis' citizens to have good lives rather than for himself to have glory.
Philip Howrey is my hero for writing a completely truthful and detailed police report and for hiding in the bushes to catch the man who tried to bash in my window. This man had a list of violent crimes when the Linn Benton Housing Authority placed him upstairs in my house and then refused to remove him when I reported that he was terrifying my daughter. Philip Howrey found the tool that this man used to rhythmically pound over my daughter's room for hours and sometimes all night. It sounded like a small bomb and shook our entire apartment. It could be heard across the street and two houses away. This pounding went on night after night.
Mark Posler is my hero for protecting children.
Evan Fieman is my hero for speaking the truth.
Madeline Rubin is my hero because she has backed up the truth of my claims even though she is shy.
Sheila Roberts is my hero because she has opened the door and made sure it stayed open for hundreds if not thousands of minorities to go to college. She sees the truth and allows others to walk at their own pace. She has courage and knows when to watch from a distance. Her wisdom and kindness are soothing to everyone who knows her.
Maiah is my hero because she encourages me to continue on my path of exposing the truth so that Civil Rights will be honored. She created the "World Child" concept through which everyone is encouraged to base all of our collective or individual decisions on whether the outcome will have true and lasting benefit for our children.
Angelina is my hero because she is deeply beautiful in every way. Her generosity has no limits. She sees no color and can not be fooled by anyone. Her goodness gives me hope for the future. Her brilliant mind dazzles anyone who has the intelligence to engage her in a deep conversation. She can win either side of any argument which is testament to the complexities of life.
Rudi is my hero because he is sensitive. His loyalty is absolute. He holds life as precious. In grade school he created a petition and got everyone in his school to sign it so that a little brown and orange salamander was spared certain death and dissection. I still have that petition and it is one of my treasured possessions because I can not make a salamander no matter how hard I try. When we drove through the Oregon Coast Range for the first time he was three-years-old. His eyes were big with wonder at the green trees reaching to the horizon. He asked me why there were so many trees on the hills and why it wasn't that way in Corvallis and I told him that there used to be trees everywhere. He was silent for a while. When he was done thinking he told me that everyone who loved concrete should go live on the moon.
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Friday, May 7, 2010
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