Today I am both thankful for signs yet confused about what is going on.
Can't my local government behave itself? Ugh!!!!
I'd hate to think the only thing I'm known for is being Sue Happy.
Over the past eight weeks, I have received one mail and one text message from two different city employees looking to sue their employer.
One man wrote to me on my hypnosis website stating that he received a right to sue letter from the EEOC and wanted my time. The EEOC only allows people to sue if the complaints are valid.
Someone must have done something epic-ly wrong.
Another woman, somehow, found my personal top-secret telephone number and left me a message today.
She seemed sincere, so I'll give her the names of a few lawyers I know.
As a result of these messages, I thumbed through the 18" stack of legal papers I have left over from my ex's lawsuit against the city.
That was funny. The City Attorney asked my ex to sign a statement that Mrs. [his last name] wouldn't speak the truth of the matter.
Who is his Mrs?
I'm a MS. It's pronounced MIZZZZZ.
You know, like a feminist bumble bee.
MZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ.
Since I didn't sign it, I can say whatever the heck I want to say.
It's still annoying how government lawyers get away with hiding the truth.
I re-read the slanderous testimony of the Ass't. City Attorney (emphasis intended). I re-read the letter from the Supreme Court suggesting that we sue her personally for breaking the law.
I filled myself with old, angry energy. The kind of angry energy that makes black candle flames dip, swerve and blow out glass candle holders.
It's irritating being stuck between two lying asshat narcissistic idiots. My ex lied. The City Attorney and his former Supervisor lied. The Human Resource Director, City Council and former Mayor covered it up.
I hate it when people lie to me. What makes it worse is that I can tell when people lie to me. Discerning what someone is lying about is the hard part.
Don't.....don't make me break out the Jezebel Root.....again.
Just....don't.
I swore off witchcraft.
I wonder what would happen if I paid a buddy conjure a couple of demons to patrol the city building?
It would just be for fun.
No one believes that stuff, right?
It's almost Samhain. It could feel like an authentic ritual.
Truth be told, abusive employers fear unions far more than the superstition of demons. I should just bend the ear of union leadership. The problem with this is that Union leaders also want to push laws that impede qualified people from earning money in this city unless they are members.
I often joke that people fear unions more than demons.
I often joke that people fear unions more than demons.
Demons are easier to control than unions.
The hematite placed on the municipal property is still there - thank goodness. It was a protection spell cast for the police and fire department in 2009.
I guess I could pay a coven to re-cast that one. It would be like tithing for me. I'd rather be donating money to help blind people buy smart glasses. I guess I could skip one payment.
Yes, I am a religious nutcase.
Who knows if superstition is real? It feels better giving positive vibes rather than wishing death and destruction on people.
I don't know exactly what is going on in the city I live in. My suggestion to the City Attorney is that he call off his dogs and stop abusing the employees.
He doesn't have to listen to me.
It's just a suggestion.
It takes less time to solve the problem than it does to worry and wonder about it.
Right now....I could use a distraction against the crap the narcissist ex is pulling. Local government officials unintentionally inspired abuse from this guy.
They accused him of abusing me. They claimed he threw me into a wall and repeated this quite a bit in public. They didn't inform the police of the alleged abuse.
They talked about it. They didn't do anything about it. Their inaction taught him that it's okay to abuse a spouse and that there are no consequences to that behavior.
Within a few months, my ex started getting more abusive and stalkerish. He didn't do all of the stalking. He recruited his relatives to do it on his behalf. Someone hacked my phones, my computers and put a gps box on my car. My ex blamed the city.
I don't know. It was my in-laws who kept hassling me in public.
I informed the police.
They never investigated.
Now my ex has the impression he can get away with whatever the heck he wants to do.
The City Attorneys taught my ex that liars prosper in court.
Ugh......
Perhaps there is a reason the word lawyers sounds a lot like the word liars.
I'm unsure how long my ex lying in court is going to last. Eventually a judge is going to tire of the game.
I really.....don't....want to light another black candle.
The last time I cast a spell - one of my stalkers died within a few days of undiagnosed stage four cervical cancer. This person was Michael's sister. She and her boyfriend harassed me unmercifully. It turns out, they lived up the street from me.
The time before that, one of my stalkers died within 24 hours of cancer that was said to be in remission. This was my ex's father. He would drive by the house about the time the kids came home from school.
I hate witchcraft. It scares the heck out of me.
Lighting a candle is one heck of a stress reliever.
When weird stuff happens. We'll never know if it's real or coincidence.
There are truths that I can glean from the weird stuff I've seen over the years.
1.) If you're busy stalking someone, you're not taking care of yourself. This could cause death if you're ignoring your health.
2.) Any man refusing to work a steady job to avoid child support will eventually destroy his career prospects and kill his shot of living the life he desires.
3.) Being an arrogant attorney inspiring others to break the rules will eventually lead to your downfall and the end of your career. Any politician who turns a blind eye to this will wind up paying a similar price, too.
Your downfall will probably not be due to witchcraft -
it would just be due to the natural consequences of stupidity.
I would highly suggest that some people wise up - narcissist or not.
I won't ask for details....this time. Usually, if I'm bothered by something three times, I tend to get too curious for my own good.
That's when bad things happen.
One more contact and I'm in......mark my words. I am a big believer in the concept that the Gods will keep reminding you of problems until you solve them.
I have always been uncomfortable with the manner in which my local government abuses its employees. Perhaps that is why I am here......now. Maybe I need to cut the fictional crap and go to town in real life again.
I sure hope that this isn't the answer to my prayer. I recently prayed for a week asking "what can I do to help the community?"
I would hope it would be something more beneficial than shutting down and/or exposing abusive, lying arrogant city attorneys. I'd rather help those down on their luck find their confidence and self-worth again.
Whatever the Gods put in my path ought to be reckoned with.
I'm going to put this message out into the universe. This is directed to the now unexposed predator breaking the law.
Now, you don't have to listen to me or STOP your bullshit. Just know people are wise to your antics. In this economy, there are far too many smarter, more qualified and ethical people ready to step into your place.
Ah, what the heck - I love the smell of licorice candles this time of year.
Strawberry candles are nice, too. Red candles are said to bring the subject of the rant chant so much prosperity that they leave their position of influence for greener pastures and stop abusing the citizens and employees.
What will it be?
Sadly for a-holes, I like the smell of licorice more.
You've just gotta ask yourself one question.....
does the wicked witch like her licorice
cherry red
or
anise black?
I'm probably just messing with you.
I mean ....... you're not superstitious......are you?
Happy burning.
Love ya,
S.