For Sammy, that is. I’ve been looking forward to it for a l-o-n-g time.
Okay, this is a long overdue post and I’ve been wanting to do it since my first court date but my lawyer, the one that I paid for his counsel, advice and representation, advised me not to say anything until the court cases were done so as not to give Sammy any more ammo. No matter what Sammy says about Honey Badger Holly shutting me up with her behavior modification, she didn’t have a damned thing to do with it.
I felt an obligation to post the results because I had a hell of a lot of Patriots out there that invested your hard earned money to beat these people. Had my attorney gave me the go-ahead, I would’ve posted it the same afternoon.
Well, the court cases are done. I went to court on the restraining order in November and won, no matter what Sammy implied to his Faithful Four Followers.
Today I went to court on the $10,000 lawsuit – and won by default because they never showed up. I can understand why, without that restraining order to back them up saying I was a menace to society, how could they justify suing me for security expenses? Especially when Sammy has continued to taunt me on his blog, calling me a coward over and over? That would’ve been easy for me to convince the judge he was just poking the bear.
Okay, back to the restraining order. When it was filed, it basically said she was in fear for her life because I was stalking her by posting photos of a house she had vacated 6 months prior and of her place of business. What the hell lady, you live in a town of 2400 people. How many kiddie (or adult for that matter) dojos are there in that town? A visitor could find it just by asking any local.
But she felt threatened without an actual threat. Then Sammy built it up on his blog where they were being threatened and stalked. Horseshit. They felt their walls tumbling down and they lashed out.
That was pretty much the entire restraining order application and that’s what I prepared for. But when we got to court, damned near everything they had pertained to me being racist. Racist? How the fuck am I supposed to counter something that I wasn’t prepared for? They didn’t give a single hint about racism in their application for the restraining order. My attorney went into a conference room with them to review their evidence and when he came out he said “Remember when I told you that everything you told me you said was protected Free Speech? That doesn’t apply to racism, asshole” and then he tosses me a stack of my posts that Sammy Sharpton and Honey Badger Holly had printed out that she said was directed at her. Here’s a sample. All links will open in a separate tab because I’m cool about that shit.
HERE Huh? And oh my goodness I have a whole category titled ‘Niggas’.
HERE And then she tells the judge “because everybody knows coon is a racial slur for people of color.” Yeah, it’s also a term for RACcoons, lady.
HERE And then Rob pulled out this to show just how racist I appear to be. No shit.
Well, what Sammy Sharpton didn’t count on was an hour and a half lunch break before our case was heard. I live 20 minutes drive from the courthouse so I hauled ass home and the first thing I printed out was this for Rob to ask Holly if that had been on her husband’s blog up until the week prior.
Nope, no denying that, huh Honey Badger? And I’m the hater?
I also printed up a list of my categories to show that yeah, I have a Niggas category with 120 posts, but please notice I also have a White Trash and Okies category with about the same number of posts. I may be in poor taste, but I make fun of everybody. Just ask our favorite redhead, Angel.
I mean shit, how racist can I be? I work in a warehouse that’s 80% hispanic. I hired an attorney named Robert Anaya, a hispanic gentleman for Christ’s sake!
Anyways, it wasn’t looking good for me. Every time the word racist was brought up (seemed like every other word), the judge was staring daggers at me.
And then Rob started asking questions of Holly, and she fell to pieces. One of the most comical parts of the proceedings was when she pointed across the table at me and shrieked “I’m in fear of my life from THAT man!!!”
If you say so, lady.
And then the Judge finally noticed the Jedburg Coon and started asking questions about it and she replied that it was a school that her and her husband were starting. Judge Freeland asked what they taught and she replied basic prepping skills like canning and putting up preserves – I shit you not, that’s what she said. Then when it was my turn I figured what the hell, and told them what Sammy Sharpton had been saying about it on his blog: it was a school that taught sabotage, infiltration, exfiltration, assassination, demolitions and subversion, just like the original Jedburgs. I didn’t feel like I was giving anything up seeing as Sammy already had it all on his blog and everybody knows who Sammy is, right? I mean, he’s a legend in his own mind.
But when I said that all of a sudden the judge got real interested and what do you know, Holly didn’t want to talk about the Jedburg Coon no more. “Okay, I’ll drop that. Let’s move on, Your Honor.”
Canning and preserves…..
Okay, so when it was all said and done, the judge said he’d release his decision on the 18th of December. Holly’s allegations were so unfounded and full of bullshit I got his decision on the 7th, a full 11 days early and it was in my favor.
I could just hear the disbelief in the Sharpton’s voices when they got the decision – “But but but we said all the right words – he’s unstable, he’s a racist and ohmigod he’s got guns! That was a sure win in California!” Yeah Sammy, maybe in San Francisco or Los Angeles Counties that would’ve worked, but this is Stanislaus County. Whole ‘nother California.
Now, before we get to the documents and even more witty comments from me below the fold, I want to say one thing. Despite my past, I’ve been in a courtroom maybe 7 times. That’s it. Now do you want to know a dirty little secret? Every fucking time the judge listened to what I had to say and even when I was found guilty I felt I was treated fairly and accepted my fines without complaint. But the last 4 times I’ve been in court between my ex and the Sharptons, I’ve been amazed at how well the system worked. Right prevailed, Wrong got to go suck monkey ass.
It kinda puts my faith back in the system.
Okay, below the fold is the Judge’s decision on the restraining order.
Tone Deaf Jeff, Miss V, CavMedic, Fuzzy, Vernon, LT, Bill Nye and Alan, Sammy’s been implying Honey Bear Holly won that hearing. Has he shown you these documents? No? I wonder why? And yet you’ll continue to believe everything he says as gospel.
So Sammy Sharpton & Co lost, yet they’ve been implying that they won that order. Here’s the truth. Did Sammy tell you the truth? I didn’t think so.
By the way, that’s an official court document and perfectly legal to post. My attorney told me so.
Go to page 8. Read lines 3-9. Asking questions about money when it ain’t there with nothing to show for it is Free Speech. Where’s the fucking money, Sammy???
Page 8, lines 19-21. Directed at Sammy, not her.
So if all these remarks were directed at Sammy, why did Holly file the restraining order?
If you want to know what I think, she didn’t. Sammy was behind it. Why? Because he is fully aware of the Prohibited Persons (from owning firearms) laws and he wanted me to lose my firearms or my life.
But the fact is, he let his wife fight HIS fights for him. I got a big kick when I read Holly’s affidavit for the restraining order:
Check out the last paragraph about her having to depend on her local PD and the Courts for protection. Hell, even she admits her husband can’t do it.
I remember Lisa asking me what self respecting man would allow his wife to file a restraining order for protection? Isn’t that one of man’s primal instincts, to protect his family?
Which brings up this, I can’t resist it:
And no, regardless of what Sammy Sharpton said on his blog, he has NEVER asked me to meet him privately or publicly to ‘discuss’ the things I said about him. Why? Because I’m not 70 years old, I’m not weakened from cancer and I’m damned sure not afraid of violence if he wants to bring it to me.
And after seeing him in court in December, I can see why – that little slump shouldered man minced into the courtroom carrying his white pleather man purse and wouldn’t even meet my gaze. He never once looked at me and we were in court for 8 solid hours. Not once. But what got me was his fucking hands. He has pink soft hands. I thought at first it was the chill, but after hours in the courtroom, they were still pink. What hard man has pink hands?
He’s a boy that thinks he’s a man.
Okay, I’ll post the restraining order itself after I dig it out, but first I want to leave you with one last laugh. Check out how impressed ol’ Sammy is with himself here:
Yeah Sammy, everybody in our community knows who you are – You’re the “Patriot” that went crying to the cops when Firestone wouldn’t quit picking on you. HERE
You’re the “Patriot” that tried to get JC Dodge fired from his job, then named him by name and employer. HERE
And you’re the “Patriot” that attempted to get me killed or my guns seized by filing a restraining order against me, knowing full well that in the State of California if a restraining order is granted, the defendant has 24 hours to turn them in. In Sammy’s eyes it was going to end in one of 2 ways – he was gonna win, I was gonna give up my guns and give Sammy free rein to talk all the shit he wanted about me being a “III Percenter” that caved. Or I could’ve acted as I believe and preach and would’ve been shot dead by a SWAT team coming after them, solving Sammy’s problems.
Yeah, everybody knows who you are.
Okay, one final note: When this was first started, we made it clear we hold nothing against the IIIPS members, only the president.
That’s changed for me. I can’t speak for the others in my group, but if you’ve been reading this shit since it’s started and you’re still a IIIPS member, fuck you. If you’re still putting money in his pocket, fuck you. By doing that you’re condoning his actions against me.