Tuesday is the day of Mars.
In the next few minutes, the hour of Mars will be upon me.
It is the day I go to war with people who abuse others.
I learned today that the City Council and the City Attorney pushed the City Clerk into levying a fine against my ex.
If she didn't push the fine, she would have been fined hundreds of dollars in cash. The irony here is that this is the illegal practice I'd been trying to stop since 2008.
I detest it when local governments expect people to follow the letter of their law and rules -but- refuse to follow Federal Employment Law.
That's okay. The mayor wants the city to become a county. When I prove that they can't follow Federal law and risk Federal funds, they will lose that bid.
About the fine, the typist did a poor job of typing the letter. The fine was not $450. It was $150.
I, a single unemployed mother, have 20 days to come up with $150 for a mistake my ex made. At least I think it was a mistake. I'm not sure. He claims the city changed the rules and didn't tell him. The City Clerk said the rule was listed in a letter she sent. I found the letter. It was not.
He won't pay it. I have to pay it.
Oh, I'm being stalked and the cops won't investigate. The stalking got bad in 2008, after their employees started harassing me.
Oh, my ex said he pulls shit like this to stay here with me. Creating crises helps him control the situation.
I'm not happy.
I am angry.
I have twelve black candles.
I've got my shit list out.
I'm gonna start with a guy named Charlie and move on to Skip and then two women who has been given me fits for seven years (they like to steal my money)....They go by the names of Michelle and Stacy.
Michelle's name came up in the conversation that I had today.
The big spell is going to the unnamed people behind all of the harassment. When I cast it to stop the person behind the stalking, my father-in-law died before the candle burned out. I know he bad-mouthed me. Maybe he came up with the idea of stalking me 22 years ago.
With regard to the city, I don't know for sure who is behind the harassment. If that person is in poor health, they'll die or move in the next 90 days. It typically takes 90 days for a curse to take hold.
I'm only going to ask that they be banished from the city and/or bound from lying and harming others. If they die, then that is due to the karma they have brought upon themselves.
I've given them chance after chance and they refuse to behave. I don't think I have a choice here.
I wouldn't have been mad at the women but they actually harassed me on the phone and via email when I asked questions about the illegal fines. Stacy is the reason I fight tax hikes.
They really enjoyed being abusive assholes. I really enjoyed hypnotizing their high priced lawyers. These people are lawyers who suck at their jobs so badly, that they have to hire expensive downtown lawyers to take over where they fail.
Stacy called me at home. I told her that she was breaking the law and she asked me "what are you going to do about it?" before slamming the phone down in my ear. I didn't get to tell her. I showed her my answer.
My answer: "I'm gonna cost your employer millions of dollars, you egotistical slime bucket!"
I also filed a complaint with the Supreme Court. I was met with police harassment for doing that. It didn't last long. I'm a hypnotist.
The cops aren't at fault, here. The idiots in charge are. The cops will get fined if they don't play ball. The head honchos are abusing their authority.
I want them to stop.
A cursin' I shall go.
Let's see when the nonsense will stop.
They get their employees to do unethical things under the threat of being levied a large illegal fine. I end up doing the unethical things the employees ask out of concern that their children won't eat due to the illegal cash fines.
The biggest fine I've heard of was $5,000 levied to a single dad in the finance department who took a day off for a sick kid. My ex, a former tax auditor, paid $500 for being fat. The smallest fine was $350 levied to a man in the parks department who said that he would talk politics at church on his own time.
Okay.....greedy egotistical eff'ers want to play. Let's have some fun.
I'll curtail the food my children and I eat this month due to my concerns that the city clerk will have to pay a fine. I feel manipulated. I don't like being manipulated.
My ex is gonna stay here another month, so I can find the money. If he or his sister kills me, my family promises to sue a police department that won't investigate the stalking I'm enduring and a city attorney that encourages domestic violence. Yeah, the original reason the HR department (and the city attorney) gave for fining my ex was that he was abusive to me. Then they sent him home where I got the brunt of his anger. He paid the fine and was fired.
How did they know he was mean to me? If they had proof, why wasn't there an arrest?
He promised to divorce me the day he found a job. The HR department continued to give him bad references, so it took five years for him to find work! Five years!!! They only stopped when we sued.
Yeah, we sued. We learned that he was fined for being fat. They thought billing him $500 would push him into quitting so he wouldn't ask for unemployment benefits.
I saved every abusive email we got from that experience and posted it online on a different blogger account.
I'm honestly thinking about re-posting my old blog (the one with all the evidence about wrongdoing at the city). If they want to play with me, I'll make it a more sporting experience. The blog upset the Tax Audit Supervisor and the City Attorney, so I took it down.
If my kids don't eat well this month, I could care less if two abusive egotistical morons are upset.
I'm upset. My kids are going to go hungry because the city council doesn't allow me to make payments. Okay.....bite my witchy fat arse. I'm going to have to go on a diet due to a lack of fundage.
I wonder I can do an open records request and find out where the illegal fine money actually goes? Hmmmmm......
I consider unethical behavior evil. Sometimes one can only fight evil with black magick.
All praise the great Ares. I sure will.
Love ya,
S.