Coincidence

noreply@blogger.com (Equestrian Travel Mall and Legal Services) — Thu, 03 Dec 2009 19:54:00 +0000

The Murders In Klamath Falls, Oregon

noreply@blogger.com (Equestrian Travel Mall and Legal Services) — Thu, 08 Oct 2009 23:33:00 +0000

EVERY month I am being maliciously prosecuted in Klamath Falls, Oregon. This is a result of the arbitrary arrests from Napa, California. This is like the movie Changelling where the police were so busy trying to commit a mother to a mental institution they failed to prevent or thwart the Chicken Coop murders of countless boys. Eerily similar, we have had 4 murders in 8 weeks in Klamath Falls, Oregon.

On September 2, 2009 more than 7 Klamath County Sheriffs, code enforcement, and dog control were congregated at my barn. Then, 7 Klamath County Sheriffs, code enforcement, and dog control immediately thereafter congregated at my home ready to arrest me for “reckless endangerment” as a result of a superficial dog bite a man sustained.

Klamath County Sheriff's Office and Court Judges Roxanne Osborn and Richard Rambo were unable to control their deputized punks and hooligans from menacing the living daylights out of me so I was unable to control my animal.

Around the same time victim Michael Doherty sustained severely lacerated fingers from a Pit Bull owned by Michael and Lisa Lunt. Their dog was neither confiscated nor the owners arrested for “reckless endangerment.” And, as far as I know, they did not have to pay physician costs. Instead, the police blamed it on Doherty’s dog that is a friendly border collie.

On September 3, 2009, a man was murdered down the street from me. The Klamath Falls Sheriff’s Department is bent on mentally institutionalizing me. They are being deliberately negligent in solving or thwarting more crimes of a higher magnitude. While countless trailers are “illegal camping,” I have been the one who has been maliciously prosecuted while under constant surveillance.

To date, regardless, of the severe human rights violations now pending and under preliminary examination at the International Court level, the city and county of Klamath Falls, Oregon, continues to use their deputized community to paralyze me with fear and terror.

http://judiciary.zoomshare.com/files/International_Petition.pdf

Newspaper Article: http://heraldandnews.com/articles/2009/09/07/top_story/doc4aa35400f1247788698803.txt This does not include the rape that occurred with a few miles of my home

Another body found http://heraldandnews.com/articles/2009/09/18/breaking/doc4ab3ca4e155d0785825221.txt

Still another

http://heraldandnews.com/articles/2009/11/03/breaking/doc4aefb8264ae99483888686.txt

Please, do not review my home website at www.kinispolarbear.bravehost.com where evidence of torture was uploaded, pain and suffering damages logged. An unknown intrusive force has deactivated my links so that the U.S. Government can subject me with their continued pattern of unrelenting malicious prosecutions, retaliation, and torture.

My Alan Story

noreply@blogger.com (Equestrian Travel Mall and Legal Services) — Wed, 10 Dec 2008 19:01:00 +0000

The Story That Could Land Me In A Mental Institution
The Alan Story-By Kini

Sometime during 2001, I had a friend, T.C. We went to college together and she introduced me to the wild horse sanctuary in Susanville, CA. T.C. listened to my plight and advised me to go to the Geneva Convention in Switzerland. I told T.C. that I did not feel that I had reached the top of the chain of command according to the requirements of the justice system.

Many months prior to T.C.’s advice, I heard that soft still voice at night in the fiber of my soul pestering me to seek out Alan. “Call Alan. Don’t your remember Alan?” said the voice. I often thought about my cousin, Alan, and when I lived at my grandmother’s home in Alan’s old bedroom. I remember looking into the closet and admiring his wonderful military uniforms. Many weeks went by that I ignored this “voice”. But, the voice kept on, “Call Alan. Don’t your remember Alan?” said the voice. I thought back, “Yes, L-rd, the last time I saw him was at his wedding when he married Debbie. I remember, L-rd, he played a bit part in a movie called ‘Tunnel Vision’”. “Call him!” demanded the voice in my heart.

Part of my parole conditions was that I not use the internet. Finally, after parole, one day, me and T.C. were in the computer lab and I did a Google search for Alan. I thought, what could he be doing? He was probably a small time lawyer in some town. When his profile came up, he was not only a small time lawyer but he had a lengthy judicial history and he was stationed in Geneva, Switzerland, when he was a young man.

My jaw dropped and I started to scream, “TC!” “TC!” come over to the screen and check this out. Since I was out dated with computer work, T.C. helped me set up an email address but I was unable to send out my legal work. So, I snail mailed the best I could muster. But, I never heard from him.

CIVIL SUBPOENA (DUCES TECUM)

noreply@blogger.com (Equestrian Travel Mall and Legal Services) — Mon, 27 Oct 2008 16:24:00 +0000

Prison Prep 101

"I have an upcoming case against the punks who are menacing me next door."

And, you know in the CIVIL SUBPOENA (DUCES TECUM) FOR PERSONAL APPEARANCE part?

What shall I put for the GOOD CAUSE part?

Good cause exists for the appearance of the witness for the following reasons:

1. To prove how law enforcement uses the lowest forms of society to keep a woman incompetent so that she will never see her children again.

2. To prove how the U.S. Government and their reps coddle grown men by enabling them to use women for unjust servitude.

3. To prove law enforcement incite and instigate violence against women because she may be a complaining witness.

4. To prove that the lives of women are undermined and purported to be less significant than men.

5. To prove law enforcement incite and instigate disorderly conduct.

Help Us Stomp Out Gender Inequality

noreply@blogger.com (Equestrian Travel Mall and Legal Services) — Thu, 05 Jun 2008 17:44:00 +0000

Delusions

noreply@blogger.com (Equestrian Travel Mall and Legal Services) — Thu, 01 May 2008 17:51:00 +0000

The Latest Delusion

By the Administrator of MicroCosm EcoPreneurs

In a new case of connect the dots, my abusive neighbor, who a few days ago, finally had a drunk driving vehicle accident, went for a walk while I boarded my horse to go to the south suburban county library. There I encountered shattered windows of the little place I call home.

I went in and like a thousand others had to ask what had happened. After being cued into the story by a girl that “looked like the love of my life,” I checked out with my borrowed DVD's and went next door to get a second opinion. Surely enough, the stories matched.

Evidently, a man had gotten drunk and smashed the windows with a rock. He then
went in, took the petty cash, and left. He was busted when he felt guilty and took the petty cash back.

The problem with that story, because it is Government, is that out of all the windows in the mall type-setting, why did he pick the little humble, obscure, library. I know that area pretty well because I ride my horses on the side of the bike path. There are no rocks in the parking lot. And, they would have to be pretty big and heavy to do the damage that was done. There had to be a premeditated plan.

The same day, I found out that at 9:12 am, there was a four-car pileup in an intersection a few blocks of where I live. A woman was driving between 35 and 40 mph when she failed to brake, crashing into other cars stopped in a turn lane at the stoplight. Her SUV landed on its driver's side. The woman was extricated through the windshield of her vehicle, and the Jaws of Life was used to open the door of a
“Saturn.”

The Apology

Sometimes when I feel a wrong(s) has been committed against me, I become desperate and look for deep meaningful reflections of contrition because I cannot obtain it in any other sort of reality. What do the dates mean? What do the numbers mean? And, what is symbolic of the glass shattering? So, I want to thank the people who know me well or who should know me well; the police, the judges, the media, the public defenders and other lawyers, the activists, and all public agencies that know me and my case well.

Thank you all for really going out of your way to spend money, the sacrifice of your property, and the risk of peoples lives to stage these events. You have definitely expressed your remorse to me. Now, can I have my paychecks?

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The Fat Lady Laughed Last - Part One

noreply@blogger.com (Equestrian Travel Mall and Legal Services) — Wed, 02 Jan 2008 22:29:00 +0000

At one of my most desperate times while on the run as a female "sex offender", I clung on to several churches in Susanville, California. The Church of the Nazarene, a Baptist Church, and the Calvary Chapel. The Calvary Chapel was the most convenient for me because it was on the same block. In addition, they had a decent faith for Jews who were Messianic, like myself. I could relate to alot of what they discussed.

Unfortunately, by having enquiring minds, they came to the conclusion that I had "deviant sexual tendencies". Besides that, it never took long for the cops to locate me. Once they did, it was only a short time before they would bad mouth me right out of town or a job.

When I lost my driver's license, I was subjected to walk all over the town. One young punk was a member of the church. He also worked at Kragen's Auto. He would ride around in his jeep with his blond girlfriend and they would snicker and laugh.

I knew that he was going to dump her because she was "for sex" material. Although she was kind of good looking, she had a pug nose. She would laugh with the young punk: You know how they try to impress their boyfriends? But, I just knew he was using her and would someday dump her.

Sure enough, a newspaper article came out a couple years later. The young punk (I also had reason to suspect him of slashing my tires), was going to marry someone else, the church secretary.

Today, as I have to walk around town, there are the punks who I see laughing while they drive by with their girlfriends. If you have a discerning spirit, you can always tell the girls who are oblivious to their surroundings or what the punks in this town know.

I want to tell the women that when the men dump you or file for divorce, take your children, take your home, leave you penniless, (despite community property laws) and leave you feeling like an used up empty shell, we will have the last laugh.

So, in case your ego or other conflicting feelings get in the way, I don't do straight women, sloppy seconds, thirds, forths, and sluts. And, if you are the kind of aware woman who thinks this whole thing is discusting, I think you are discusting too! The stench of your body, your ignorance, and every other smelly thing about you. The older you get, the frumpier you'll smell. The more evil you are, the more your husband or boyfriend will find someone to have an affair with.

I detest your presence. You don't teach me a thing, only hatred. We can be picky people and the straight people should learn from animals and gay people of the community how to conduct civilized, committed, relationships.

By the way, I found out later from the newspaper that the young punk turned out to be the son of my parole officer, Marvin Clark; Grant Clark.

The Zodiac Killer Finally Retires

noreply@blogger.com (Equestrian Travel Mall and Legal Services) — Fri, 14 Dec 2007 05:19:00 +0000

If you don't believe me, just check out:

http://appeals4justice.zoomshare.com/files/Zodiac_Comparisons.pdf

and

then check out how he got a woman ransacked by the U.S. Government that includes a grand theft larceny of her rightful trust estate for $100k. (Every legal law, moral turpitude, and biblical moral was violated.) The U.S. Government used fear tactics and demoralized her so that she would have to service American men. If you don't belive me, just check out http://kinispolarbear.bravehost.com/ where this woman has managed to upload evidence.

The Zodiac Killer Finally Retires

Virus Outbreak of the Most Deadly Kind

noreply@blogger.com (Equestrian Travel Mall and Legal Services) — Wed, 08 Aug 2007 14:23:00 +0000

According to the Oregon based Herald and News of Klamath Falls, a West Nile virus breakout has been found in the close approximity of where Kini keeps her companion/service animal horses. A mosquito pool tested positive at the same location where the U.S. Government euthanized her companion/service animal dog, Chrunchy. This has been brought on by the filth and lucre of the California state through their gradual spreding of hostility to "teach her a lesson" and to provoke her hatred of God by the Jews.

Animal Control Officer of the Klamath Falls, Oregon, Animal Humane Mike Horton's father will tell you more. (Mike Horton was the officer in charge of coming up to Kini's property to harass her about her dog while on her own property.)

The Sheriff's Posse

noreply@blogger.com (Equestrian Travel Mall and Legal Services) — Sun, 10 Jun 2007 17:29:00 +0000

Paris Hilton isn’t getting the spoiled child treatment because she is a heiress of billions. Paris Hilton is getting preferential treatment by law enforcement because she is blond. If you don't believe me, check out http://kinispolarbear.bravehost.com/

Reminds me of this joke:

A blond was traveling down the highway clocked at 85 miles an hour. When an officer pulled her over, he asked her for her registration. “Duh. What’s that?” she said. The officer described the documents to her and she rummaged through her glove compartment finally finding it.

The officer then asked her for her insurance papers. “Duh. What’s that?” She said again. The officer then described the documents and the blond rummaged through her glove compartment, finding them. If you don't believe me, check out http://kinispolarbear.bravehost.com

The same reply was given to the officer when he asked the blond for her driver’s license.

The officer then thought, “I can take total advantage of this lady and get away with it!”

He then began to unzip his pants. “Oh. No!” She kicked, cried and screamed, “Not the breathalyzer!” If you don't believe me, check out http://kinispolarbear.bravehost.com/

Every Probate Rule Of Law Was Violated

noreply@blogger.com (Equestrian Travel Mall and Legal Services) — Tue, 27 Feb 2007 14:58:00 +0000

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:

Disinherit anyone because of a religion he or she chooses

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

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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Will The Real Stalker/Sex Offender Please Stand Up?

noreply@blogger.com (Equestrian Travel Mall and Legal Services) — Wed, 07 Feb 2007 14:32:00 +0000

"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.

Read About Revenge and vote: What is the Most Powerful Emotion? http://abcnews.go.com/2020/story?id=2831618&page=1

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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The Church Fondler

noreply@blogger.com (Equestrian Travel Mall and Legal Services) — Fri, 02 Feb 2007 02:17:00 +0000

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

noreply@blogger.com (Equestrian Travel Mall and Legal Services) — Fri, 02 Feb 2007 02:11:00 +0000

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

noreply@blogger.com (Equestrian Travel Mall and Legal Services) — Fri, 02 Feb 2007 02:01:00 +0000

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-

10+ Years Of Harassment, Intrusive Privacy and Human Right Violations

noreply@blogger.com (Equestrian Travel Mall and Legal Services) — Sat, 06 Jan 2007 03:03:00 +0000

In 1975-1976 a committee found that the FBI had conducted a wide-ranging campaign of monitoring and disrupting political groups that were not engaged in any illegal conduct. Standard FBI methodology included bugging of homes and offices, wiretapping, break ins, and informants. In addition, the FBI sought to spread misinformation, foment internal dissension, and even provoke illegal activity.

The adoption of the Antiterrorism Act of 1996 and the Patriot Act of 2001 show how little has been learned from the abuses of the past and how alluring the concept of unrestrained intelligence investigations remains.

1. On January 3, 2006, at approximately 8:00 p.m. I looked out side through my glass sliding door and notice a young man listening through the walls.

2. On January 5, 2006, at aproximately 1:00 p.m. I was informed by the homeowner that my horses magically unlocked the padlocked back gate and were found wandering in the neighbors yard.

Stay tuned to read about copycat reenactments of human right violations by the impervious, LAZY, local and Federal law enforcement who drive back and forth, back and forth, and Federal judges who earn hefty wages to assail and rob the life of a woman using the never-ending course of conduct by these sub-human monsters of America.