Tuesday, February 25, 2020

They Made a Mistake--part two

To me, it was a nice idea that the former adjudicator's associates even CONSIDERED paying me in 2005....  These were the people who had hired the adjudicator to work for them, I believe?  And they didn't care what the adjudicator thought at that time?  Am just trying to get clear on what happened after, apart from the African lawyer's involvement?  I want to know exactly who I'm dealing with, I mean, and what their issues are?  This business has been so complicated that I think it's hard for anybody to be completely clear on everything, unless things are pointed out at times? 


If necessary, I'll explain a little more about my childhood...but I want to get through these other issues first...?  I don't want to take up too much time if it's not needed...?  And I believe I have legitimate concerns for today.... 

They Made a Mistake...and ALMOST apologized

There was actually a false or mistaken reason why the then adjudicator had been asked to flirt with me at the beginning...have written about this somewhere earlier....  The former adjudicator and his associates have never apologized so far--except the associates were almost going to pay me in about 2005....  Then the African lawyer stepped in and was stirring up my business....  He didn't completely lie about me but he put me in a bad light...and I believe he wanted me to do more writing....  [I did a fair bit of writing from 2002-2005, or so.] 


In 2006, when I was in the hospital, I learned that the police were connected to a former teacher of mine--he was young and single when I knew him, and it turned out he was gay....  This man had since died but the police remembered him...and on a class trip to Quebec, this French teacher had introduced some students and myself to a couple of his friends....  They seemed to be twins--one was a "happy" or "good" twin and one was "sad" or "bad"--and was it said [later] that one or both of them worked for the Canadian Broadcasting Corporation/CBC...?  Anyway, this was when I realized the special police project didn't start with the landlord/tenant business that I was involved in...and my writing took off from there [with many prompts from the police and their friends].  Twins have been used to represent gay couples, and not to mention that the CBC connection was an issue--along with many other connections....


Also when I was at the hospital, a credible person gave me a hint that the adjudicator and/or his friends were purposely putting pressure on me, at that time, if I understood correctly...?  Was the adjudicator involved in this activity and information...and if so, did his associates know about it...?  [Or was it his own idea and intention...???]  Or was it the African lawyer and his friends who were involved???  [Or was I mistaken about the information?]  It's been hard to pin people down...!?  But we need to get the right facts, if there's an issue here? 


In 2004, I heard the African lawyer had been given authority to handle my finances/my pay in the special police project....  It was up to him when I'd get paid, that is.  [Even if he didn't know how much money was involved...?]  That's what I understood.  Now, a lot of time has passed and nothing has happened yet....  Does he still have authority?  What are his plans...?  Does he--and his associates--want to take credit for me being detained this long?  Just wondering...?


Well, the former adjudicator's associates/superiors ALMOST paid me in 2005....  And as a friend of mine used to say, "Almost isn't good enough!"  What is the position of these people now, exactly?  Are they aware, and do they understand that the African lawyer got involved...???  Do they still need for the adjudicator to be involved in the police project???  [And what about the Polish lawyer and his associates?  I'd like them to be aware of this post....  (I wish they'd get a clue, one of these days--if they're supposed to be smart people...?)]

Friday, February 21, 2020

Facing Off--part 2

Continued.

The former adjudicator has more experience in public speaking than I do--I presume...?  I'm an introverted person but I can speak when I need to...and I got a good grade in my Speech class in college....  As far as that goes....

As far as I understand, it had been wanted for the adjudicator to put pressure on me, legally...and he did that...whether anybody wants to admit it or not?  And the adjudicator may be disappointed about not being the spokesperson, if he loses...?  I can believe he's an ambitious person--whether he wanted the power or fame or money, whatever?  And I believe he should be fairly compensated, financially!  No problem.  [I believe he should get less pay than I get...and if he wants to get more pay, he should help to make sure that I get all the pay that I'm supposed to be getting...even if it's from various sources...?  Just an idea.  I don't want to be ripped off, that is....]

Have pointed out before that there's a movie called The Man Who Knew Too Little.  [I don't have time to look it up right now but I believe it was released in 1999?]  I believe this movie is like a political cartoon about the adjudicator and the position he's been in, in the police project...!?  The young people know how to access movies from Netflix and other sources....  The adjudicator and some of his police friends HAVE NOT known everything that's been going on in the police project...!  And I've been doing a lot more than they expected....  [They should get a clue from all my writing that something has been happening....  And I'm not seriously confused about anything!]  Some other police have also been working--am not saying I've done all the work....

The former adjudicator and I can continue to face off until one of us is defeated...!  [It seems to be what the quality police are demanding...?]  And that's fine....

Facing Off...

So, between the former adjudicator and myself, who'd make a better spokesperson for the special police project???  That's what I want to deal with here....

Who looks better in a criminal matter--the alleged victim, or the alleged perpetrator...?  Who looks better--a false accuser, or the falsely accused...?  Who is left standing...?  Yes, I've been forced to take medication for my nerves or whatever, but the adjudicator himself was voluntarily asking for medication to help him cope earlier....  And the purpose of medication is to help a person think clearly...and the medication does it's job....  I'm not at a disadvantage in this regard as long as I'm able to do what I need to...!  [And people can deal with their health and cope with the side effects of medications....--Not to say this is the conclusion to the whole matter but it's sufficient here.] 

It's true that I embarrassed myself by sending a sexual letter to a place of business, even though it was intended for a specific individual in a personal matter....  And I've made amends and said I was somewhat confused....  The letter apparently wasn't wanted and the individual was allegedly happily married....  Have said I was reckless about the married part....  At the beginning, I'd asked if the person was married and I expected a response immediately if he was....  But there was no response...and it turned out there were other reasons for not responding....  And I mostly put the possibility of being married out of my mind, mistakenly....  The thing was that the adjudicator had flirted with me on the day we first met...and he APPEARED to be quite serious, from my side....  And he had been actually HIRED to flirt with me and to draw me into the police project...!  Also, he'd been hearing about the project and about me for several DECADES earlier, without my knowledge...!  He was already acquainted with me, in other words, and he said later that he'd appreciated me....  These factors had an influence on how I saw the adjudicator and his flirting, at the time--even though I had no way of knowing the whole story immediately....  And this flirting was PARTLY responsible for my confusion about the situation when I had sent the sexual letter....  [Have written about this entire matter earlier....]  I don't believe I need to be entirely blamed for sending the sexual letter, and it was intended as a joke....

As for working for the police project, who has done more???  The adjudicator has done some consulting with the parties, I'm sure....  Has he done writing--maybe a little, if any?  Myself, I'm sure I've done ten times, a hundred times, maybe a thousand times more writing than the adjudicator has???  The parties haven't consulted with me directly but there's been indirect communication....  Most of my writing was mailed to a specific place in California, but there's some available in my blogs....  I can't prove what's been done in the past but the blogs remain...!  I haven't seen that the adjudicator has a blog, or any information on the Internet...?  And if people don't like the Waterlily blogs, I have the nature blog as well--to show what kind of a person I am and that I'm sensible and helpful....  I'm creative and I've done a lot of photography, over the years....  [The nature blog hasn't been promoted much, partly because the police were resisting it...?] 

Will continue separately.


They've wanted him out...

If I'm interpreting it correctly, there's some recent information in my blog dashboard which shows that the "quality police" [and perhaps the French lawyer and his associates?] still want the former adjudicator out of the police project...and they want me to do it, without coming forward themselves...?  Okay, so I'm going to try...and I may be able to do it...? 

If the quality police don't want to reveal themselves, I'll have to work as if I'm competing with the adjudicator, myself, for the spokesperson job...if the adjudicator is fighting for that  privilege???  That's why he hasn't given in yet...?  And it seems logical to me...as logical as it is....  If and when I succeed in defeating the adjudicator, then I'll be able to turn my power over to the quality police and/or to the French lawyer....  That's my plan....  [I don't know if I might still have to negotiate any issues with these other parties...???  We'll deal with it later, if so...?  But they might be happy if I can succeed, I'd think?]

My Blog Profile Photo

Speaking of photos, I've attempted to change my blog profile photo today--changed to a more recent photo--and there seems to be a problem....  The picture is out of focus, although the original photo and the scan were fine....  Okay, that's all right....  This photo was taken in August 2016.  The previous one was a fair bit older.  Sorry I didn't have a chance to change it sooner....  [Maybe the malfunction will get corrected, or maybe I'll have to wait for another time to try again...?]

Tuesday, February 18, 2020

The Bad Photo--part two

To be very clear, I mentioned in Waterlily II that my next [younger] sister and I developed a problem with sibling rivalry.  That was the main issue, which started after I began attending school.  I felt my sister was bothering me and my dad had observed [which I found out later] that I wasn't as happy at home any more....  My mom had her own ideas, based partly on her own childhood experiences.  [My sister as much as told me later that she missed me after I began attending school and she wanted attention from me.  I could've helped her, if I'd known!]  So, my parents mistakenly concluded that I was having problems at the public school...and that's when they decided to send me to the church school....


Also, when I first started attending the new school, I had an incident where it seemed my teacher was putting me down when I was asking for help...and the matter wasn't resolved satisfactorily....  It concerned a problem I had with another child on the playground, or at the edge of it....  Looking back, I believe I was a sensitive child and I know I suffered some trauma from this entire matter.


Am not trying to explain all the issues in detail here because it'd take too long and I've already written about them elsewhere.


My seven-year-old, school photo was the first school photo I ever had taken, I believe, and of course I should've combed my hair...and I failed to do so.  My parents did the best they knew by sending me to the Christian school....  They meant well.  [Am not trying to knock the school but there could've been other options--like family counselling--and I could've gone to the Christian school a little later....]


Mistakes happen...and I had a bad photo...and the police used it to their advantage....  [And maybe they honestly wanted to know what my explanation was...?  And that's fine....  So, I've given the explanation now.]

Friday, February 14, 2020

The Bad Photo

The main thing that was bad in my childhood, school photo--at seven years old--was my hair.  I had "hat hair," and perhaps a bad haircut besides?  My parents were very busy, at that time....  The photographer should've asked me to comb my hair....  [Did I normally comb my hair at school?  I would hope so.  I sure did after this photo!]


And oblivious of my hair, I had a big smile on my face!  I was new to the school that year and my parents had gone out of their way--on more than one count--to send me there and to help make it a worthwhile experience....  It was a private, Christian school.  My parents had helped me feel special for going there....


Later, I found out my parents had had other concerns about my education...and they weren't necessarily right...!  They had failed to talk to me about their concerns before they decided to send me to the new school....  I could've explained some things to them about my own feelings and behaviour--and that I didn't actually have any problems at my former public school....


It was my parents who erred, in a sense....  Sometimes, "The good is the enemy of the best," and in this case the church school was good but not as good as a little family conference would've been....  Have been writing about this matter in the public and private parts of my blogs.... 


The above-mentioned photo looked a little "thwarted," maybe.  I accept that.  But it wasn't gay--not to say gays are thwarted....


[Sometimes the police have needed a specific response to a particular detail....  So, this is one here, if it wasn't clear before...?  I don't think I'm going to have too much more to say for the special police project, in my blogs--not before things are settled...?]

They Don't Have to Like Me to Do Business

The police and their associates don't have to appreciate my life and the religious views of my family....  The main point of why I was explaining things that happened in the past was so people could see that homosexuality or sexual orientation weren't the issues....  I had other concerns....  [--And I'm pretty much done with all my writing.--]


As far as I understand, some of the police have already accepted the offer I made to contribute from my pay to their police work and/or charities to help make up for the loss of the false, gay story....  A few other parties have still been dragging their feet?  I'm trying to understand what the hold-up is...?


Maybe the "quality police" will need to show some gumption and come forward one of these days...?  They're leaving me in a bad place by remaining out of sight....

Lawyers Are Helpful

The police don't have to work with me directly...a business-like way of handling things is to use a lawyer....


When the police and their associates get to the point where they want to settle with me, they could have their lawyer contact me.  Then I could get my own lawyer, probably through Legal Aid to start with?  I'm not in a position to initiate legal action, myself....


Have said before that some of the lawyers in the police project aren't authorized to practise law in Canada so they wouldn't be the ones to act....  Not unless they wanted me to get my own lawyer to work with them...?


Just some things to think about.



Thursday, February 13, 2020

We Need to Work Together...


If anybody is interested, I've written some new posts in my Waterlily Story II blog about my childhood and personal life.  The posts go with some previously-posted photos.  I've tried to be as open as I can be.


Have mentioned before that the special police project and parties involved were shown a picture of me when I was seven years old and told a false story that I was gay.  I no longer have this photo and it was a bad one....  But bad photos happen at times, for different reasons....  In my writing in the private part of this blog, I've recently worked through some mild trauma that I faced when I was seven years old....  It was the last piece of my past that I felt I needed to deal with....


During my childhood, I sometimes felt shame for family problems at home while my Christian friends at school seemed to have good, orderly lives....  But we do what we can to fix things...and I've realized that my family had many happy times with our relatives and with the immigrant group we belonged to....  [Not that our family was never happy on our own.]  There are good times and bad times in life, and we want to focus on the good....  I'm learning to do that and to appreciate what I had....


As for the police project, I've been able to cope with help from God and from a mental health agency.  Now the agency has cut me off because they said I don't need them any more and other people need help.  But the police have had me under so much pressure that I need to have some human support.  My family and friends have been told I'm delusional.  It's not that the agency believed everything but they gave me some practical support while I was working on the issues....  Other people can't relate to me.  So, I need for some police or someone to come forward and acknowledge the issues.  We need to work together if anything further is going to get done?


My chiropractor has informed me that my health is getting worse, in spite of my best efforts to help myself and to pay for many kinds of treatments....  The problem is the stress I'm under, I believe.


The "Irishman" who is now in charge of the police project gets advice from the African lawyer...and his father was a political prisoner in Africa who got sick and died in captivity, as far as I know.  The persecuted become the persecutors, is that it?  The son is persecuting me...and for what???  I really need to see a change.