I have dreaded this day for the only reason that I have attempted many times before, I usually shut down in depression mixed with a confused anger and then take up my bed for days on end. I will do my best now, feel it might be possible I'm in a place to constructively say something without breaking down, sounding like a frustrated, repeating old man. So, where to begin except from the day my nightmare started.
On may 21,2011 my then step kid accused me falsely of the following. Where there is many jumbled versions such as at the preliminary hearing, trial and to others such as the police who let her redo her statement after the fact. I am just going to stick to the facts that she claimed in her original statement. She says that I had become upset with her and went into her room ,grabbed her and choked her, ground my fist into her head , stripped her naked while pinned to the wall. She goes on to say that I then threw her to the bed and inserted my fingers inside her while I sucked on both or her breasts. Furthermore, she claims that in fact I was unclothed and had forced her legs apart, preparing to have sex with her when her mother walked into the home. That all being said, they then asked her some details from throughout the day. While giving out those details she told them that it was raining when she walked home that day, going so far at the preliminary hearing as to state that "she was soaked through and through and had to change"
This all being said, this is the jest of what she alleges went on, although there are many variations to her claims, many dramatic and should have been a clear sign to investigators that this did not occur. Before I go into being arrested, I want to address this allegation of hers, pointing out a few things that should have been alarm bells to investigators and yet they went on deaf ears.
first of all, they knew it didn't rain that day ( please see weather report on blog) . second, with all the violence she alleges, there wasn't even a mark on her ( please add in trial transcripts on blog) that was worthy of a photo and as such they were never once introduced into the courts during the 3 year ordeal. Third, by her mothers statement she says that her daughter asked her "don't let them take DNA". Forth, her mother states that when she entered the home the first thing she seen was myself standing in the kitchen, fully clothed. There is no complicated entrance to my home, open one of two doors and your either in my living room or kitchen. This definitely should have screamed something to them, as she claims when her "mom entered the home "he was forcing my legs apart, unclothed to rape her"
Fifth. Investigators knew that I had a severe back problem, in fact they knew that my step kid was even with me that day at the doctors where he made a prognosis after viewing myself for a week that I had a definite herniated disk in my back, the L5S1. His diagnosis went as far as scheduling an MRI and stated that I would be off for at least 6 more weeks on light duty or workman's compensation.( please add in WCB forms, doctors file on blog) So I ask you, how could a man be so violent and even possibly be sexual in any way? note the doctors notes that say on that day I could not lift more then 20lbs, sit, stand or even lie down for extended periods. Yes this too escaped the investigators, even though it was them that removed my back harness before arresting me.
sixth. it took only three months for the DNA results from her breast swabs, where they looked for my saliva as per her accusations. This test cleared me, yet they continued. 8 months into the ordeal, the DNA tests from my fingernails came back clearing me as well as the tests from her privates. ( please add in DNA report on blog) This is key because in her original statement and all other versions under oath, she states that the time from incident until police arrived was around 10 minutes!, so once again this fell to unconsciously cruel investigators and they continued their persecution of my life. So it wasn't like this was something she was claiming happened hours earlier, days earlier or worked up the courage to speak out about something that she thought happened years ago....she says 10 minutes and yet no DNA. 7th. she turns over a t shirt claiming I left it behind, yet her mother says I was fully clothed. In short there was not a single shred of physical evidence, DNA, or circumstantial evidence other then the words of a pissed off kid because her step dad had said no to her un healthy life choices and in fact if it was to continue that she could leave my home as I was no longer willing to watch her destroy her life under my roof. In fact, at that time investigators had in front of them a multi timed false accuser and I was the one that brought her to the police to get down to the truth over the years. In fact she had made a total of 9 false allegations and either admitted or was found to be lying each time. Then she accused myself but before I could go to trial, she also accused two others of wrong doing and in their cases even wrote a letter recanting and didn't show up to their preliminary hearing so the charges were dropped against them. Not to be undone, when questioned about this at my preliminary hearing, even though she wrote a letter recanting, didn't show up for court....she re accused them under oath!
This all slipped by investigators, or did it? I was purposefully persecuted and they knew it. Ultimately it all blew up in their faces at trial. I was assured by my attorneys that I was nuts for choosing to go judge and jury, that a jury will slaughter myself if for any reason then to error on the side of caution. Well, she read the weather data report and admitted to committing perjury in other cases dealing with mine under oath, in fact that day at trial! In front of a jury. when asked why, she simply said "I've lied in past under oath appearances and today", and her reasoning was because each time I was tired and or I didn't want to be here". The jury was released in my trial the first day, after the crown seeking an" acquittal" and the judge" no longer comfortable with this in my court room" After she went into a tirade of anger and interrupted the crown stating for them all to" listen to her confession first" she broke down crying, put her face in her hands in pause. I was hoping for a full confession, I wanted to know what the cops, lawyers had said or done to her, I wanted to know if her mom was involved or one of the 4 officers found to be "not credible "the day before trial was to begin in a separate hearing. But I was to be denied, they excused her and never let her finish.
I will now tell who ever will listen what it was like for me from arrest and throughout till this present day.
On the night before I was arrested, my accusers mother and I had spent some time in our bedroom I had converted in the basement. Prior to my work injury I had built us a kick as suite with walk in closet and a theatre style games room at the other end. This was to be our get away, mainly for myself to have a bit of piece of mind. An area that was not shared with my ever increasingly ,troubled step daughter. However, I did redo the entire up stairs near equal, so that she too could watch whatever she wanted on TV, etc.
My spouse and I had consumed some alcohol and we were looking forward to the upcoming long weekend despite my back injury. I had trouble staying put due to the injury so it took me some time to get to sleep that night. When I awoke, my spouse had already gone to work for her last day before the weekend. I got out of bed and got dressed as I had an appointment at the doctors that morning for my back. Stiff and tired of the ridiculous back brace I went for coffee. I went up to my kitchen to make some, my step daughter walked in. Christ I thought to myself and asked her why she didn't go to her mothers work. she said she wanted to stay home. We were already at a breaking point due to her involvement with the boy next door as he was 21 to her 15 years, this among so many other things like doing drugs, not attending school, running away, cops constantly at my house about her for running away, stealing, etc.
But I was ever conscious that she was a kid, troublesome but a kid and I didn't want to start the day off in an argument so I told her "well, your going to have to help me down the hill to the doctors this morning as my back is killing me" She agreed and after my coffee we left for the doctor. Together we attended, and the doctor cracked, and whatever else he did. being that we were only two blocks from her moms work, we continued on and besides her mom wanted to know the results of my appointment. While we were there, and her mom was busy, my step kid went down to the lunch room to do whatever it was she did while there. I took liberty to get a cart and make some purchases for the things her mom and I talked about. I remember buying bird feeders, grass seed, new garden hoses and enough concrete patio pads to make a patio. I also ordered fence panels ,posts and bags of cement. I paid for it all and all the heavy stuff would come on a delivery truck. The only thing in my cart was the bird feeders, hose and grass seed. I didn't want to walk with it and couldn't so I called my neighbour who was the only owner of one of two cabs in town, just happened to live right next door. While he was loading the cab, my spouse came out and demanded that I take my step kid as she was mouthing off her mom in front of customers. I said okay and the three of us left. Rick my neighbour that picked me up agreed to borrow me his lawn feeder for my grass seed, we bantered about my back and he told me that "the brick" was having a sale on BB Q's.
We got home and Rick unloaded the trunk, drove next door and then brought out his lawn feeder. He then left as he wasn't a fan of my step kid either as she would awake then previously drunk while I was out of town asking for a "screwdriver so she could break back in the house as she couldn't crawl back in the window she fell out of" Rick was a serious old boy with little time for bullshit. I then asked my step kid if she will lift up the bag of lawn seed to the stoop, that I would cut it and she would dump it in the hopper. She gave me grief, refused to help. I had little patience and had sent her back to her mom if she wouldn't help. She left and I couldn't do the lawn, went inside. after a while resting I remembered what rick told me about the sale at "the brick" so, I made my way down there as I've wanted a new BBQ for quite some time and in fact I had already purchased 2 new propane tanks in anticipation for the new BBQ , weeks in advance.
Once there , I received a hell of a deal on the BBQ any man would be proud off, purchased it but because I couldn't get rick on the phone, my back and the fact the box was just so dam big to even get into the cab, I had to have it delivered and they told me I'd have to wait till after the weekend. Disappointingly, I agreed. Got my bill of sale and left. Again, being so close to my spouses work, I stopped in to brag and have a smoke with her. When I got to the parking lot I had noticed that my step kid was in her mothers co workers car unattended, rooting around in the back seat. I asked why she was there and I quickly got attitude that her mothers co worker knew, she always does and its okay as they are friends. I asserted myself " yeah well, I'm your father and I don't give a dam what you think is going on here, I've told you about hanging out with adults. your a kid and I want you to be a kid, you need to learn respect for your mom and her co workers, there is separation. She couldn't understand these boundaries, had habitually crossed them and we had constant issues with her being inappropriate, telling teachers off, her moms boss off, our friends off .
Well, she was pissed off and mad a comment that she wasn't a kid. I told her to get the hell out of the car as her age of 15 says she is a kid. We went inside and I reiterated to her mothers co worker that its inappropriate, she was an adult, my kid a kid and to stop encouraging my kid. This person had less then a solid reputation in town, simply put I didn't have to have an excuse to protect my kid from a drug addict floozy. Her mom and I had a smoke when she forced me to take my step kid again and she told her daughter that she as going back with me. We walked home together, and shortly after getting home she started flipping out with her mouthing off, sick of it and the stress hurting my back I told her to go anywhere but where I was, and she left.
After a short nap I awoke and called her moms work to make sure she showed up. She did and her mom asked why I kept sending her back, we then got into an argument about it because I simply said " well you know what, its not my kid, its yours and she is out of control, why am I always saddled with her?" I asserted that I was the step dad, nothing more and resented the fact that I've had to accept so much responsibility for her. We calmed down and I agreed that she could come home to do chores so that there was less for her mother after work as I couldn't help out. I had decided that I was going to my other neighbours, the father of the 21 year old to talk to his parents and appeal to their good nature I had hoped to help us out with the bad situation, between our kids. Previously I had been less then cordial to either of them or their son and well basically had made threats as any father would attempting to protect his daughter.
Before she got home I left, stayed and talked to them and another woman for quite some time. It was tense at first but we all talked it out, we settled into a good conversation. Their younger son came home and was preparing to go paint balling with another friend. Their son was just telling me all about it all and the fun, interest he had. Wanting to show I had no ill will to my neighbours, that I am a gentle giant. I told their son to hold on, that I had something for him and went to my house. I came back and gave him an authentic German army poncho, camouflage gear. He was thrilled and thanked me, they left and their parents and I and the other woman engaged in conversation again. The next thing I know, the father says, "you know it all doesn't matter anyway Joe as the world is set to end at 6:00 p.m today" I was like what? he said "yeah some nut says predicted that the world is going to end at 6:00 pm" I said "what time is it?" he said like "5 To" I was like " oh shit Samantha Will be home any minute, she catches me over here she will think I'm picking a fight, she doesn't know we talked, I gotta go" I was invited for BBQ the next day and left. Samantha was off at 5:30, would be home any moment.
So I didn't want to get into shit from Samantha for being at the neighbours without explaining to her first that we had all come to an agreement and a way to solve the problem between our children and their unhealthy relationship. unhealthy because he was technically an adult, her a troubled kid with mental issues, diagnosed by a doctor and on two separate medications for treatment since the age of 12.
I had arrived home first and came through the door. The music was loud as I had left it for my step kid when I left. I did so to let her know she could jamb out while doing chores as she liked to sing. But as soon as I walked in she was there yelling something at me. I told her to turn down the music as her mom would be home any minute and I couldn't hear her well. She did. And then she came into the kitchen and got right in my face and said the following " so it's not okay that I fuck Jason but you can be over there fucking his mom, just wait till my mom hears about this", she then spun to leave but I had grabbed her arm and as she came back to face me I open handily slapped her in the face, not to hard but it was corrective from a parent to a child that just spoke some serious filth to an adult and parent none the less. I also told her that I was sick of her bullshit and twisted crap, that I had had enough and she was going to go live with her dad. She went storming away to her room and slammed the door, I could hear shit breaking and her throwing a fit. I turned on my air conditioner and just stood there as it was hot as hell, what this kid just said to me, how I was just over at the neighbours straightening her shit out again. Lately she had been telling me that her mother was flirting, secretly meeting men, her mother and I would discuss what went on while I was away for the winter, we would fight but did realise that my step kid was just causing shit. Less then a moment later my spouse had came in with a case of beer and as she put the beer down she said " oh good you are home, angel said you weren't" she barely got that out when I said " not so good, your never gonna believe what your kid just said to me" Just then angel lets out this wail and Samantha asked "what's her problem" I said I don't know, she just got a smack from me cause she just said the craziest shit to me when I came home" Samantha went to go check up on her daughter and comes back and says "why is she naked?" I said " how the fuck would I know, ask her" she went back in to talk to her for a couple of minutes. There was a lot of yelling and screaming, angel was being ignorant to her mom, so I went in as I could see her mom on angels bed talking to her. as I walked in and said " I'm NOT putting up with bullshit this weekend (angel had ways of sabotaging our good times, long weekends either by drama, running away or worse) AS I was saying that I come around the corner to see her in the corner of the room with a sheet wrapped around her. I asked "why are you in a fucking sheet, two minutes ago you were dressed" and then I noticed the plate of food she had smashed off the wall. Her mom left the room and I sat on the beds edge in full view of her and her mom and I asked her what "her fucking problem was, told her that we needed piece this weekend, no drama!. I added for her to straighten out, gather herself and her room and then come out and talk to us, left the room.
I spoke with SAM in the living room, She said Hi,what is going on?. I told her what her daughter had said when I got home and that I was straightening out her shit again at the Kramer's, with Jason's parents Just then there was a door bell ring, my front door was open but screen door closed. It was constable Folk. I told Samantha that I'm not dealing with this shit this time, as I had spent all afternoon defending her kid. In fact that seemed all I did lately around then was going around and putting out fires for her kid at school, with police, getting her mental health help, on and on. My back was hurting bad and I was supposed to stay away from stress as it just inflamed it. I told SAM she could deal with Folk this time and be a parent for once, that I'm going to my room downstairs. And I did.
I went down stairs and my cats came with me. Samantha had left a full can of beer on the dresser from the night before and I grabbed it, cracked it and took a swallow. It was warm and tasted like crap, she drinks way stronger beer then I do and I didn't like it. I sat for a moment listening to muffled voices from upstairs and my cat jumped on my lap. pissed off that it would be another shit show weekend I had hoped they would simply put her where she could get some mental help. I lit a smoke and pulled out my BB gun to shoot at my target on my un finished dry wall target I had and my cats as always would run around and chase the BBS. At the time I thought nothing of it. Shortly after constable Folk came down my stairs and asked to speak with me, I told him " don't come down, deal with Samantha this time as I'm fucking done bailing that kid out and defending her". He then said Joseph, is that a gun" I told him it was a BB gun, that I don't own firearms" He then came all the way down stairs and said well I cannot have a beer with you but I will have a smoke and promptly sat beside me, lit up his own smoke. He asked me what was going on and I told him what angel had said to me when I came home from the neighbours. That I had slapped her in response. He said, you know bud, where as I don't argue with you, you could be charged with assault. I told him "at this point I don't give a fuck, what the hell do I do with this kid and added that if it would remove her from my home that I would plead guilty. We then went into talking about angel and I confronted him about his previous promise that "he would deal with the adult , kid next door. Folk and I had (I thought) established a friendship based on mutually trying to get angel help. He was aware of her accusing a boy of rape, her grandfather of child molestation, accusing people at school, teachers, kids, drugs, running away and folk and I had spent many nights discussing this on the telephone, sometimes he would even call late while on break from patrol in Lac la Bitch. Samantha had given me shit about it and told me folk was giving her the creeps. I dismissed it and before we ended that conversation he had told me that I shouldn't get involved, that one night after his shift, while in uniform he would go over and put a scare into Jason Kramer, get him to leave my kid alone. I also had conversations with Samantha's mother and brother about the same things.
He then told me to give it time, but I told him I already spoke to his parents and his dad is going to deal with him. We continued to talk, and about near an hour went by when corporaldozios came down stairs.
Immediately he was extremely confrontational. He straight out told Folk "why isn't he in cuffs?" Folk replied " he hasn't done anything. Dozios says "i said why isn't he in cuffs" Folk leaned forward and reiterated " I said he hasn't done anything wrong, you don't understand, we've been here before, his kid is trouble and done this kind of thing before" I was perplexed at his wording but without a chance to say anything, dozios says "he ripped off all her clothes" I then said "yeah right, I ripped off all her clothes, are you fucking nuts, why would I do that?" he just gave me a dirty look and told Folk again "I'm no longer asking you, I'm telling you as you superior officer to put him in cuffs" Folk just kind of sat there a minute and then I got up and said " folk just put me in cuffs, no sense us both being in trouble" I was confidant at the moment that it would all get worked out, besides this was just another of angel's high octane drama. So I stood up and Dozois removed by back harness, at the time I didn't care cause it was hot. Folk eased my hands behind my back and cuffed me. Then Dozios comes up to me and comes at me with his pointer finger at me and says " I should just shoot you in the fucking head " and for effect pushes his finger between my eyes.
Well I was furious and told Dozois that he was a fucking piece of shit, how dare he threaten me in my own home!" I even said I'll slap the shit out of him and made a step to him. Folk grabbed me, put himself between Dozios and i and said , come on Joe, don't make it worse , I'm sure it'll get dealt with lets go. I complied and folk lead me out. Samantha had come to my defence as we were going up the stairs but turned around as I told her to fuck off, get away from me, I'm done and I'm not having her kid in my house anymore.
Folk then helped me in the truck and then left for what seemed like forever, it was terribly hot and I was cuffed behind my back and in a large amount of pain. Folk came back and his attitude was different, read me some rights and I told him to go fuck off, that I wanted a lawyer and I'm suing everyone. He then left again, after a long while came back and then drove me to the precinct. Once there they wouldn't remove my cuffs, I watched the clock and it was over an hour, I was in tears from pain, begging them to remove my cuffs. Folk and MC Donald were talking to me, I told Folk "why didn't you just kick that child molesters ass?", I was referring to Jason Kramer, folk wheeled his chair behind MC Donald and gave me a look to shut up, and a motion with his hand to be quiet. He then said "well I don't do that Joe". MC Donald left, folk and I were alone, I was in agony and he told me to hold on. that he couldn't un cuff me cause his boss said so. I then said again, I'll plead guilty to whatever, please take off the cuffs, I couldn't feel my arms anymore, the pain was unbearable.. Dozioscame in and they removed my cuffs. I was asked to be searched for weapons and I just simply dis robbed totally. They said well "okay then" and threw my clothes in the cell and closed the door blood was rushing to my arms, I tried to stretch out my back, the pain was horrible..
right away they came back and re cuffed me in front, took me to a room and uncuffed me and removed my fingernails. MC Donald was getting rough, and I told him to chill as I've nothing to hide. When angel accused Anthony of rape, he was the officer that interrogated angel but now he was a right asshole to me. I looked around and folk was there with his hand on his firearm as was dozios, not pulled but on the ready. MC Donald and Parker clipped all my nails. After they were done, I was taken back to my cell. Near right away , well about a half hour or so they came back, cuffed me in front again, took me to an interview room. Folk was there and read me my rights. I was annoyed to say the least. Folk then said "Joe your in big trouble, angel is claiming you ripped off all of her clothes to teach her a lesson cause she is a whore" I flipped! I told him "are you fucking retarded, what lesson would that teach?, that they had this all wrong, question her and she will admit". he then asked me to go over the days events and I did, told him I was at the neighbour's all afternoon to go ask them, and why I was there, when I left. He was begging me to help him clear me, I told him all he wanted. I was then placed back in a cell so he could go" verify"
having been placed in my cell in a little while I was pulled out again. Brought back to the interview room constable folk says to me " Joe, we got a real serious problem here, I went to you next door neighbours, the Kramer's and no one lives there Joe, the house is abandoned" Right there I snapped and I told him that they will not get away with this, I lived next door to these people for nearly 1 year, they fucking well live there". I added " they're yard and house looks like shit but they are there". He says " I don't know what to tell you Joe, they don't" I flipped out and reiterated I wanted a lawyer, they will not get away with this and I stood up. Right then and there they cancelled the interview, dozios came flying in and told folk it was over , put him back in the cell. ( even my accuser was asked about Jason Kramer at pre- trial and she acknowledges it)
On the way back to my cell they put me in the phone booth to call a lawyer, I couldn't operate the phone cuffed and didn't know the name to a lawyer or number and they wouldn't help me so I frustrated asked to be put back in my cell.
once back in I heard folk and dozios talking outside my cell. Folk said to dozios " you don't understand, this guy didn't do anything like that, I know this kid and she is trouble, I've been he said, then continued we've all been there and know all about her" Dozios said to folk "listen if you are too emotionally involved here then you can fucking go home and get your shit together", they walked away and until trial I never did see folk again. ( incidentally, dozios was involved with me when angel accused her mother and uncle of attempting to kill me, Samantha was arrested and I stayed at the police station until she was released, defended her and dozois got a real ear full from me about that, also incidentally when that went to court I flipped in court and made the judge listen, the crown had no other choice but to drop the charges, and yes angel admitted to that as well....so since then dozios never liked me)
More time went by, I cried, I wailed, screamed at the cops, laid down wept some more, paced, stretched out my back....I didn't even know the time. After a great deal of time the slot in my door opened. Corporal dozios was there. "harms sit on your hands and don't move, I need to talk to yeah bud" I complied thinking it was all over. He opened the door and said " well tough guy it looks like you'll be charged with three counts of assault" I said three? I only slapped her the one time after she said what she did, and did so as a parent, not a beat down" ( in fact my slap was more for affect as there isn't even a photo of her with even a red mark on her face) He then said " no tough guy, I don't think you understand. you are being charged with sexual assault!". that sunk home, for me life ended right there and I was so mad at this piece of shit I stood up. I yelled "you are so fucked in the head, first you threaten to shoot me in the head, then this "he quickly closed and locked the door before I could move a step. I found out I was there for 3 to four days, I refused their food and dozios would keep coming back and saying that I had more charges, a total of 9 before arraignment I believe. I was so sick of him I told him " why don't you just shoot me in the fucking head, or fuck off". After days in a room, no way to tell the time, no windows I was asked if I wanted my medication, Samantha had sent it along to me. my back was on fire, all the smoke from slave lake burning down I had breathing problems and needed my inhaler. they gave it to me, then they asked if I wanted to contact a lawyer as the j.p would be seeing me today. I said yes and without cuffs they gave me a phone book, put me in the booth. I called a lawyer and he advised me to say nothing but would do nothing for me until he had a 5'000.00 dollar retainer, when I had that call him and hung up. Frustrated I asked to go back to my cell and the cop says " hey harms, you've always been a straight forward guy, I know the shit you've put up with. That moment I wanted to just hug him. He says "tell you what, you will probably get bail. why don't you call your spouse don't say anything wrong, but just ask her to pack you a bag and tell her to make sure your wallet is in it, if and when you get bail you shouldn't go back there, avoid more trouble, I will go get that bag for you" I agreed and they stood there while I called. All I told Sam was, "pack me a bag, they will come get it. It's not what you think and I need your help for a lawyer" they told me "that's enough and then put me back in my cell. Shortly there after I seen the j.p, Dozios represented the crown and he told the judge that I admitted to it all, that I had threatened them with a gun and that while being interviewed I admitted to a murder from years ago when I was a kid! I had to remain calm, I denied everything and as you can guess I was denied bail.
back to my cell, all I could do was weep, pray that she my accuser would come clean and rescue me....it never happened. Then dozios came in and said that I was being charged with 2 counts of breach for calling SAM, the no contact order before I ever even went in front of the justice of the peace! ( incidentally can you believe that I had a trial for that before ever being tried for the principle charges, yes December that year and I was found guilty! how does that work? considering they now forced an acquittal in the principle charges after a confession from the accuser) days later I was being transferred to Edmonton remand and dozios was there to see me off , I looked at that piece of shit and I said " I hope your happy you ruined my life and my families life" he said no Mr. harms "you ruined your life, and that of your families", Then he whispered to the transport sheriffs and upon them putting me in a separate cage I got a couple quick shots to the side of the head, spit in my face. Next thing I know we are driving through town, I seen a few friends and my home up the street and all I could do was weep.
at this point it is important to understand, they lied, there wasn't a shred or evidence against me other then her words, she being an false accuser of even her own grandpa, childhood friend, mother, uncle. There was soooo much to say I didn't do this. I watched town disappear and I knew my life was done.
This will have to be a two part. I cannot tell of my legal dealings and what happened at Edmonton remand in the same spoke. I will first talk about torture and then I will talk about my legal experiences. going into this I want the reader to know that if you hold the government in any form to a higher standard you might want to re think that, even if you live in the blessed country of Canada. Children get abused in foster care, the president and the government admit to "torturing Folks", you see crooked cops on film daily on all the social networks, Internet and countries like ours are strife with cases like David milgaard, guy Paul Morin, Steven Truscott, what is the one thing they have in common? One they were chosen to suffer and two they were children themselves, yet the state would imprison them for decades each, and even sentence some of them to die , does that sound just to you? does that not sound like your government?, well it happened, and to many more, they have admitted and the true criminals run free, they have paid out settlements. so if you don't like what I'm gonna say, tough shit cause it happened and I'm telling like I told them I would.
EDMONTON REMAND
I was greeted at the door as a child molester rapist, every hand cuff , shackle removed was perverse. I was stripped naked, told to bend over and spread my cheeks, cough. when I did I got my first kick in the balls, piled into the floor. I was told so you like rapping kids huh?, I told them to go fuck themselves as I vomited. they didn't know how to take it and placed me in a separate cell. when it came time for me to be processed I told them I won't go p.c, they said they will kill you, I said go fuck your hat I'm not guilty, I'd rather fight and die then be labelled and not fight. They left me in that tank for days, no plumbing, no water, no access to a phone to call a lawyer. eventually I had to agree just to get to a phone, plus I couldn't take the beatings because I wouldn't comply. they found out I could fight so they rushed me and put me in cuffs, shackled my leg irons to my cuffs, would come by and fart in my face and they would all laugh, belly down hog tied I had to endure.....I chose protective custody, what a joke.
over the months of special treatment, I have the paper work to show I was being abused. I have irrefutable proof but I can not jeopardise those government workers. I'd miss court dates....reasons stated was I refused to attend ( prisoner doesn't have that luxury) I have paperwork that says I was so sedated I could not attend, also not true. I was being systematically tortured and I threatened to tell the judge, they said no you won't and they were right as they prevented me to go to court. I tell you, I cannot possibly tell you it all as I must be strong, I have to hold back cause its my fuel and without it I'll surely fall apart and die on my feet. I will state only the basics, and I'm willing to undergo any test. They threatened repeated rape, mutilation, electrocution, dismemberment, they threatened to kill those I loved, to boil me with oil, in fact drugged me and I have that proof too, there was a court case about the drugging, before my lawyer sold me out he brought them in front of a judge, I was there and they all lawyer ed up, I don't know what ever happened to that case, I was daily interrogated , and underwent extreme sleep deprivation ....this is where I gotta stop. it makes me too angry....I'm sorry but I can't
I had to stop when I wrote this as it is far too much a trigger for suicidal thoughts, I need to maintain and be able to fight the legal part before I can even contemplate the horror I went through while in custody.
TORTURED
