I did not sleep well previous night, many things rolling in my head, I know to some that's purtty mixed up already, but thing is I was attempting to sort out tons of thoughts and decisions, and some are clear while others still remain in a holding pattern. For those that are members of both the Knytes-of-Anarchy as well as the AyreWolvez, the reason I put up yet another blog is that I felt that the news of the club belonged on the other blog, not this ongoing feud with them yankees up in MHI. So I set this one here to shed my lead through words of them , and so on. This way you all don't have to wade through the mud just to get 411 on the club. Okay then. Many comments were made on AD's fartknocking bitch blog that I'd unload some here. First beginning, one comment started, to roll out to the effect of , if I hadn't opened my trap in GF , none of this would have taken place. Humm I thought. At what point did I begin to bad mouth the tiny town of Glenns Ferry, before some started to bad mouth me? I didn't. In fact I started off praising the town. Shit if I did not care about doing something good in the town would I have offered to shed my sweat cleaning up and fixing up the towns airport? How many times did I offer my efforts to doing volunteer work around town, and was told NO, but hell no. Hell if truth be known, when that Joy from the MHN called me up on the phone telling me that since I had signed up for a blog I best use it, smarts should have told me, let scrap it. When I unloaded my last stick of furniture into that house on the hill in GF, I had no concept of doing much else than going towing, living a reclusive life and just sticking purtty much to myself there. But something had to be done with the Airport, if I were ever in the future there to build a air fix it shop so, I offered my help. The care taker of the airport was all in favor of it, the only two on that towns city council against me was some old fart Pember, and the Fire Cheef. The Fire Cheef's reservation was to the point, but Bob also knew since the same TRUST FUND nobody thinks exists, bought the same mini truck I drive now from him in 2000. Amazing. Bob knew I had money to do the job, but shut up. But that Pember asshole, spoke up commenting on things about me that had nothing to do with the damn airport, just the fact that I had written something about my neighbors daughter which was wrong to do, but it was not in a bad way I wrote that, no matter what anyone sezz. Fact is that night at that first city council meeting, when Pember barked, that I did not reach over that table , pick him up and kick his ass right then and there was he, A; city council member, public official, which would have landed me in jail. Two, it was in City Hall, which would have also landed me in jail. If those factors would not have been part of the equation, I would have really tore him up. Yes I might have lost the fight, but he would have known some serious pain himself. Same goes for a few others. But A deputy told me to back off, I did. For what? Abuse? I should have went up confronted AD and let it be that. Sure I might have lost, maybe not, but the deed would have been done. That's the short list. As it is now, I don't have to deal with that filthy fifty anymore. Let em keep commenting. Let it go on. The longer it goes on, the better my efforts in a law suit, especially now that I have a real name to attach to it. Sure one will say, she'll bring papers out. Fine, do so. Everything I have ever said can be proven true in a court of law, and AD, no doubt , has deep pockets. So do most of the other busy bodies and jackals. But know this; Hazzard County is not dead, nor am I, and the fight has intensified.
L8R
Quote of the Day:
Light travels faster than sound so some people appear bright until you hear them speak.
--Joe Messmore
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