Tuesday, February 27, 2007

Every Probate Rule Of Law Was Violated

While the City Police of Napa, California, was planning to run me out of town, I was finishing up my Associate of the Science in the Administration of Justice degree at the local college. Even though my mother was passing away, I am proud to say she still remained active. I gave her the job of watching her baby grandson in the electronic swinger while I attended class.

It was one day, that her first born son, Elton Kantor, came to visit her at her home. He had abandoned her 40 years earlier because she married a Gentile. (Certain things are okay for males to do, but not females). Not one phone call, not one visit, not one birthday card. It was me who made the irrevocable mistake of letting him into her life. Silly me, being the Jewish matchmaker I was, I wanted to see mother and son reconcile.

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It was soon after that that Elton asked me about an estate attorney in Napa. He indicated that "our mom" wanted to draw up a Trust before she passed away. Elton was extremely charming through those days. Being a paralegal, I told him about the best estate lawyer in the Napa Valley. Elton was always successful in everything.

I did not realize that he was at that time in the process of bankruptcy, divorce, and in the midst of transferring his multi-million dollar business over to his children. Inter alia, issues that would disqualify Elton as unfit from being an executor and trustee .

When a mother is married, busy raising children, attending college, she just can't do everything.

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After the City of Napa ran me out of town, my mother was passing away at the hospital. I was fortunate enough to "sneak" back into town to visit her at her last days. Even then my mother's Physician summoned me out of the room and told me that someone called to say, they were trying to bring me home from over seas. I now speculate and believe it was an intrusive ploy by Napa Police Sergeant Randy Bowman, the Jew.

Returning back to my area of political asylum in Timbukk-Tu (Auburn, California) and after my mom passed away, the true nature of Elton began to rear its ugly head. He had called me to ask me if I wanted any of my mom's garbage.

When I asked about the jewelry, fur coats, and money, he told me, "IF IT WASN'T FOR ME, YOU WOULDN'T BE GETTING ANYTHING! SHE DIDN'T WANT YOUR HUSBAND TO HAVE ANY PART OF HER ESTATE. YOU ARE A JESUS FREAK AND YOU ARE CRAZY! I TOLD MOM THAT THAT WAS ALL THE REASON THAT YOU SHOULD HAVE A PART IN HER INHERITANCE!"

Unfortunately, I did not have any evidence until later.

I filed a Motion To Suspend The Powers Of The Trustee on the grounds of being unfit, mismanagement of funds, with possible illegal propensities for:
  1. Disinherit anyone because of a religion he or she chooses

  2. Disinherit anyone because of a choice of marriage he or she chooses

  3. Disinherit anyone because of physical or mental disability.

I also declared this executor a conflict of interest because an executor is an officer of the court. I maintain litigation against the Napa County Court for one of the most extensive abuse of power today and have reported it nation-wide; American Bar Association(s); and, United Nations-Third Geneva Convention.

Without alleging fraud, but dancing around it using these issues, in 1998 I filed my Motion To Suspend The Powers Of The Trustee. This Petition was ignored!

While the punks were allowed to "kick my ass" at the Coldwell Banker Affiliate Properties in Susanville, California, Elton Kantor was tinkering with my funds.

I called him several times to ask to be consistent when sending me the funds; that I had bills due and was losing control of my life. Please review the letter he sent me by clicking here.

As you see, Elton wanted to intrude on, inter alia, my privacy by forcing me to breach physician-patient confidentiality privileges.

Regardless, when a punk at the Coldwell Banker Affiliate Properties finally slashed my tires and reported ME to my Parole Officer. It was then that my Parole Officer forced me into mental health treatment; Still, I DID NOT HAVE TO PROVE ANYTHING TO THE "TRUSTEE"!

The Elton Kantor letter indicates, "PROOF OF YOUR ATTENDANCE". I did not, nor would not, provide proof resulting in my monthly distribution being cut off. (Yoo. Hoo. I'm talking to you. Isn't that gallant of me?)

In response to this letter I wrote back: (Nobody do this, you could get in trouble)

DEPARTMENT OF HEALTH AND HUMAN SERVICES

Psychological Health Associates and Forensic Evaluation

Paul Jungian PhD MFT

320 Richmond Rd., Suite B

Susanville, CA 96130

(530) 931-0026

It has come to our attention that approximately 30 years ago male persons were discoverd by statistic, that during mid-life crises, they were committing their wives to mental hospitals for various reasons, many instances were that these types of men instituted relationships with younger women or that financial conditions were such motives to dismiss their wives.

Seemingly, this appears to be the reason in the case of Ms. Nelms. Here, there involves an inheritance with a person in full control of her financial status. Record has shown that many times one who asks questions regarding such status, it would be easier to dismiss the weaker party by placing him/her into a sitution which diverts his/her attention.

Recommendation

Ms. Nelms has been caring for several wild horses that she has supported for approximately one year. it would be extremely devastating for her to, at this time, to lose her beloved animals. Additionally, we find that any person in the equine science who trains wild horses is greatly respected in the horse industry and must be stable minded in order to handle them.

Sincerely, Paul Jungian, PhD MFT

(Jungian is a kind of psychotherapy)

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Wednesday, February 07, 2007

Will The Real Stalker/Sex Offender Please Stand Up?






"We Are Waiting For You Honey! Bring them diapers with you when you get here!"


"In the imaginations of the police officers, they extend these facts out into areas where the facts can't be supported," Astronaut lawyer, Donald Lykkebak said.
"I get her mother! She didn't leave anything for me did she?"


Was he really worth it?

"What gets me is why didn't the Judge grant the Astronaut bail in the first place? Did he think that she was going to disappear to the moon?
Besides that, if she was such an expert at the Robo Arm in space, why didn't she just attach one to her vehicle? It would have been much easier to snatch her alleged "victim" with one of them Robo Arms in the first place! Who's going to want to be in space with her now anyway? She might fling you into space using the Robo Arm." -Kini-




"The Astronaut doesn't look like me does she?"











"Well, well, I guess you'll be seeing the doctor soon! Don't worry I will make it all better! It's the American way!"

Revenge, and they've found that a part of the brain — the dorsal striatum ." which normally sends reward signals, like the feeling you get when you're in love, is stimulated when people desire revenge.

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Men have a stronger desire for revenge than women, according to a study published in Nature magazine last year. The study found that men experienced pleasure when they observed wrongdoers getting punished. Women, on the other hand, experienced empathy.

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Thursday, February 01, 2007

The Church Fondler

As a complaining sex offender, I was ran out of the town of Susanville, California. Because of the urgency, I left my horses, planned to relocate, and return for my horses.

After finding a nice place to settle, (I was invited to a church barbeque). I was a little hesitant because you hear of these cult activities. But it turned out to be pretty nice. Being somewhat desperate to hurry and get my horses to my new location, I inquired whether anyone would be willing to transport my horses and that I had $300 for costs.

A man at the church offered. He said that he was going to get a transmission for his truck and he would be ready as soon as his stock trailer could be emptied of the junk he had in it. That gave me time to put up my fence.

It was hardly a day when the church man came by to see if I was ready to go get my horses. He did not have his truck ready so I had more time to perfect my fence. In a struggle to hurry the fence, he came back again to see if I was ready. He still did not have his truck ready. So, I told him that I would be ready as soon as he had his truck ready. The next day, not having his truck ready, he came over again. This time "to shoot the breeze" while fondling himself on a boulder rock that sat in front of my house. I told him that if I did not hurry and get my horses, I could loose them because I did not have the money to pay for their boarding if they stayed any longer. Now, feeling the pressure, I half heartedly threw up the fence and went to see if the church man was done fixing his truck. "Almost," he said. The next day, he came over and told me that he was going fishing with his kids.

After telling the church pastor about his activities, I found out that they couldn't do anything because he gave them a septic tank. Imagine, I was sold out for a septic tank.-Kini-

Whiner

Dear Kini:

As a woman sex offender, I was exposed to an old drunk man named "Rocky". He lived at the Coldwell Banker properties in Susanville, California where I was constantly assaulted by their tenants.

Rocky had a dog named "Whiner". Every time I took a shower, he would know because you could hear the shower running and my light in the bathroom could be noticed from the backyard. It seemed like every time he would just happen to be in the backyard yelling for his dog, "Whiner!" -Lisa-

The Case Of The Missing Glove

Dear Kini:

I have to do miscellaneous jobs around the community because I can't seem to find a job anywhere. The work I do is like gardening, mucking stables, fence work, feeding cows, and wash cars. The problem is is that when I work for men who sense I am not married, I always come up short one glove. It's happened to me three or four times and I know I left my gloves at the location I was at. Can you tell me with this means? -Mary-