Showing posts with label Chesapeakegate. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Chesapeakegate. Show all posts

Monday, March 29, 2010

Fed Up & Ready To Escape Texas & Return To Civilization

I got an email a couple days ago asking me about the current status of the Carter Avenue/Chesapeake Energy Natural Gas Pipeline fiasco.

I have no idea regarding the current status of that particular fiasco.

The emailer also mentioned that I have not been making comments, of late, about the Chesapeakegate Scandals or Fort Worth's corrupt, on the take, mayor, Mike Moncrief or the shenanigans of the dishonorable Judge Vincent Sprinkle or the shenanigans of J.D. Granger and his mother Kay and their pet Trinity River Vision Project.

Why have I not made mention, of late, of these subjects and others?

Because I'm Fed Up with it all. Fed Up.

When I realized that I'm living in a place where a judge can lie to a courtroom full of fully functioning ears. And get away with it, with the scandalous behavior not being reported anywhere, but in blogs that few read. Fed Up.

Blogs that also make note of the corruption in Fort Worth's city government, to no avail. No one cares, no one, who can do anything about it, listens. Did Chesapeake Energy pay-off the FBI? Fed Up.

Gestapo Raids by the city of Fort Worth for no appropriate reason, with no one asking who ordered the raids. Fed Up.

Yesterday I read that the first stage of Seattle's $4 billion Alaskan Way Viaduct replacement will be put out to bid in early April. That article mentioned, just matter of fact, like it's just the ordinary course of things, that a Seattle Activist had filed a lawsuit objecting to some aspect of the project.

Activist? What a concept. Fort Worth Activist? Some try. To no avail. Can you imagine reading an article in the Fort Worth Star-Telegram about the Trinity River Vision Boondoggle and mention being made of a Fort Worth Activist filing a lawsuit regarding some aspect of the project?

I don't know, maybe a lawsuit regarding the nepotism involved in hiring the project manager. Or eminent domain abuse being used on a project on which the public has not voted.

Fed Up. Fed Up I tell you.

I have decided it is time to plot my escape from Texas. I'm ready to return to civilization.

Friday, March 19, 2010

Chesapeakegate Scandal: Carter Avenue's Steve Doeung Has Gone Missing

No one has heard from Steve Doeung since Wednesday.

On that day Steve asked me to go to the Belly of the Beast, with him, to file an appeal to the order of condemnation taking his property rights, signed by the dishonorable Judge Vincent G. Sprinkle on March 9.

I was unable to go to the courthouse with Steve on Wednesday.

Phone calls to Steve's number ring without answer.

With so much being so wrong in this Malice in Blunderland Eminent Domain Abuse Capital of the World, I don't think one can err when considering the most outrageous of possibilities.

In other words, did the Fort Worth Gestapo take Steve Doeung into custody? The Fort Worth Gestapo has staged 3 or 4 bogus raids on Steve's home, which were basically terrorist acts designed to intimidate Steve into kowtowing to the Chesapeake thugs and their Fort Worth lackeys.

The Gestapo Raids did not have their intended effect and instead resulted in more bad publicity for Fort Worth, in much the same manner as the Rainbow Lounge Fort Worth Gestapo Raid, which the city's Propaganda Minister initially totally mischaracterized, not realizing that journalists and responsible adults were among the victims of the Stormtroopers.

Within days of the Rainbow Lounge Gestapo Raid, after National and World-wide outrage was expressed, the City of Fort Worth's officials had to do some backpedaling and start, somewhat, speaking the truth.

So, what has happened to Steve Doeung? Why has he gone silent? Where is he?

When you live under what is basically a lawless, fascist regime, you really can not assume anything but the worst.

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

Wednesday In The Land Of The Chesapeakegate Scandal Congratulating Alex Lambert

That's the half past 5 in the afternoon Wednesday Blues view from my abode. It's been a long day. I was up well before 5 this morning. It takes way too long for the sun to light up the place due to that annoying Daylight Savings Time thing.

I am slowly recovering from the latest twist in the ever turning Chesapeakegate Scandal.

One of the victims of the Chesapeakegate Scandal asked me to go to court with him today, but I couldn't do that due to not being in the area of the court, but instead being about 30 miles northeast of there.

I have yet to hear how the court visit went. Well, I hope.

I'm plotting my escape from Texas. I've wondered why more people did not leave Nazi Germany when it became obvious living in a lawless, fascist state was not conducive to a well-lived life.

Recent events in Texas are instructive as to how one can manage to make a pact with the devil and keep living in a state after it turns lawless, fascist, and disrespectful of its citizens.

I have yet to be tasered by the Fort Worth Gestapo, and so I stay. I've yet to be beaten and handcuffed by Fort Worth Stormtrooper thugs, while imbibing at a local pub, and so I stay. Eminent Domain has not directly been used to abuse me, and so I stay.

But, things have changed in the past couple weeks. I have seen the effects of the lawless fascist state, up close and personal. I've listened to first hand accounts of the lawless fascist state engaging in merit-less raids, designed to frighten and intimidate.

I'm thinking if one chooses to remain in a fascist, lawless state one should do what one can to restore freedom and democracy. Or leave. It's quite a conundrum for me. It would be sort of nice to live in one of the liberated, free areas of America, again. I miss it at times.

On a totally unrelated note. Last week on the way back from Southlake, driving on Davis Boulevard I read a message on a Chicken Express sign. A week later the message is still there. A week ago congratulations made sense, because Alex Lambert was still singing his heart out on American Idol. But a week ago tomorrow he made a very tearful exit. Alex Lambert is from North Richland Hills, which is where the Chicken Express with the sign is located. Maybe Alex Lambert is a Chicken Express chicken hawker.