Someone emailed me to ask escort business related questions recently and one of the questions was why didn't I open another service, as after all is said and done, I was found not guilty by a jury and there was no actual evidence. Oh to dream... having money again would be wonderful!
This was my response to the person with
the questions. To put it in proper context, my current scrutiny has
nothing to do with the Orlando MBI, other than the fact that they
would love to help anyone anywhere prosecute me for anything, created
The current situation also has nothing
to do with former MBI agent Ray Peters' comments on my last post. I'm
sure he just showed-up here with the intention of discrediting me so
that no one will have any interest in Memoirs. At the same time, I
have had a stranger trying to talk me into writing fiction books -
the stranger even dropped a review on Memoirs, albeit one that really
doesn't describe anything at all that I wrote.
No, I wish it were so simple, because
quite frankly, the aforementioned parties are simple to contend with
in comparison. Suffice it to say that my blogging and publishing of
case documents in reference to the Paul Bergrin persecution and
trials has angered the wrong people. I state this with the awareness
that I am not the only one currently under such scrutiny.
Seems like I crossed another line with
the recent blog posts about the fictional documentary. Well, it sure
is not the first line I have crossed in those eyes - I was threatened
with prosecution over my Blueprint books a long time ago from
that crowd, but hey, I'm still here and the books are still here, so
maybe they're not as powerful as they think they are. At any rate, I
intend to keep this fight public.
So, without further ado:
I am still under scrutiny and actually
more so these days than ever before. Perhaps the best way to describe
it is if you are driving along peacefully and suddenly a cop car
appears in your rearview mirror. That cop follows you, turn after
turn, but you know you have done nothing illegal or even incorrect. You really have no choice except to continue driving along.
The cop is getting angry because he
can't find any reason to pull you over and search your vehicle while
actually planting drugs. Next thing you know, the cop is so close to
your rear bumper that you have no choice except to speed-up a bit. He
has now provoked you into speeding, even if only 1 mile over the
speed limit, but that's enough to allow him to pull you over.
Next thing you know, the siren and
lights are on, and you have no choice but to pull-over. The cop
approaches your car door and orders you to get out of the vehicle.
You ever so nicely ask what the problem is. The cop screams his order
to exit the vehicle, sounding like a Marine drill Sergeant. Now you
are standing on the side of the road with your hands on the vehicle
trunk as ordered. The cop is back in his patrol car, calling for
You see several cop cars with lights
approaching. They pull-up behind the original cop, get out to speak
with him, and glare at you. Now you are being handcuffed, pulled
towards one of the backup cars, and shoved in the backseat. You watch
as a couple of the cops open your car doors and begin the pretense of searching.
One of the cops yells, "I got it!"
and holds-up a baggie with something that looks white.
You finish the story. And for the
record, I do not consume, possess or sell any sort of drugs. *sigh* I always wonder what will happen next with these people. No peace.