Stalker News

 

I have a confession.  I've been praying for this musician for well over a year after seeing a news report about prostate cancer. I lost my faith decades ago; seeing this album at Amazon restored my faith because I realized something listens when we pray. 

Today I'm thankful for confirmation. 

Now, I don't think that I have to play up the witchy gossip anymore; I did that to make light of the crap my in-laws said about me.  About ten days ago, my middle child told me that her father called her to deliver a message for me. My ex wants me to know that his mother died.  

Long story short, I've known my ex's family since 1984. I began experiencing stalking from my ex-husband's family during the summer of 1992. He always denied having anything to do with it.  Somehow, they always knew where I was and how to find me. Their behavior interfered with almost everything......jobs, friendships, school, my businesses, and my online accounts but for some reason, they left me alone during my political adventures.  They are intimidated by authority which probably accounts for them leaving me alone when I was irritating the politicians.  

It may have been the police, too. I always had police around me; they literally sat outside my house on a daily basis. It was during my mayoral campaign when a lawyer hired by the city told me that my husband was stalking me.  After death threats from city employees, I didn't believe her.  Shortly after, I learned from the police that they knew who my stalker was and advised me to hurry the divorce along. The divorce was easy. Enforcing the orders was the hard part and my ex refused to exit my home for nearly four years. The police refused to take police reports so I never could get a restraining order. They have recently begun sweeping my home on the days I come home and find all my doors open. 

All this time, my ex has been telling me that his mother is the stalker.  I believed that until she called me begging me to clean her home after losing her sight temporarily in 2008. I could not help her because she liked to call the police claiming I threatened her, even when I hadn't spoken to her in years.  It wasn't worth any legal complications.  I asked her nieces to help her. My former mother-in-law engaged in some phone shenanigans and I believed she was doing stuff behind the scenes but it pretty much dropped off in 2016 after her daughter died. That was about the time I had called the Adams County Sherriff's Department because my ex-husband threatened to kill his mother and took off in my car.  I wound up calling the police in her area who, after checking out the situation and ensuring that my former mother-in-law was safe, told me that my ex and his mother were in cahoots and to get a restraining order. 

My ex was constantly telling me that he never spoke to his family so there was no way for them to know where I was.  My daughters have confirmed that those are lies, he's actually taken them to visit his family and it appears that he's still very much enmeshed with them.  He complains to them about me and they set about fixing everything for him by harassing me.

The stalking has never really stopped but it slowed down considerably.  It probably helps that I have a dog, security cameras, and work too many hours to count.  I thought I made my house a fortress but they've managed to tear all my doors off the hinges in 2022 and break my garage door.  

I should move.  The court order demanding that I stay here expired in August. I'm hoping the Fed stops messing around with the interest rates so I can afford to move.  

Now that my ex has lost his stalking scapegoat, I wonder if I can stop being so hard to reach.  I've learned to keep my phone in a Faraday bag so I never answer it.  I don't sit at my office after hours.  My calendar is not online. I don't always go to the meetings I want to attend and watch online.  My true employer isn't on my LinkedIn page.  I don't even use social media after getting kicked off of platforms during the pandemic, so no one knows where I am. 

Maybe it's time to stop hiding.  This has gone on too long. 

Then again, much of my mail is delivered opened, so it could be my ex and his proxies or it could be the local thieves as crime is skyrocketing in my city.  I probably should get a PO box. 

The last frontier for my ex is to destroy is my relationship with the kids.  One kiddo may bite but I think she's too smart to fall into the trap for long.  She may not want to talk to me now but sooner or later she'll want money.  My ex said his shrink suspects Narcissistic Personality Disorder.  Narcissists don't share money without creepy conditions.   

Kids grow up and see the games for what they are.  

I had to ask my daughters to stop telling me about that family.  Apparently, all of my in-laws are divorced. In the end, the scapegoat got sole ownership of his parents' house in the will (which is pretty cool being that he put up with a lot of crap throughout his life.) My fifty-something former brother-in-law is bragging to my daughters about dating twenty-year-olds which creeps my kids out to no end.   

It must be disgusting to have a lecherous uncle. 

I'm hoping the last paragraph of this stalking chapter is being written now. 

It would be nice to get back to life.

Stay safe out there.

Love ya,

S. 

Next Day Edit - I still can't quite pinpoint why his contacting the kids to send me a message is bugging me.  Triangulation is awkward but he's pretty much blocked everywhere after following me around for more than twenty years. 

I'm wondering what he's trying to tell me.  Does he want me to let my guard down? His mother wasn't behind the stalking. She may have participated, but she derived no benefit from it. My ex used her to control me. 

Does he want me to sue him to claim those $50,000 worth of judgments from the money he took after our divorce?  Maybe he thinks he can see me in court if I think he's getting an inheritance? 

Somethings up.  I don't think the contact was made for my benefit at all. 

Hugs, 

S.  

 

Thanks for the laugh Mayor Mike Coffman

 

Today I am thankful that I have a sense of humor and a shadow side. 

I ran for the role of mayor a lifetime ago.  I wasn't serious about it.  Some asshat that owned a chain of addiction treatment centers partnered with the City of Aurora to arrest women sexually assaulted on his property in order to reduce the odds that they would sue. 

I was an activist at the time and heard from the sister of a woman facing legal charges for saying an offensive thing to a cop. 

Contempt of Cop shouldn't be a thing. 

When a member of the Republican Party asked me to run thinking I'd make a lunatic sound sane, I jumped at the chance to tell the eventual winner what I knew. 

Steve Hogan took care of it. 

Then, Mr. Hogan died.  Bob Legare, one of my favorite politicans, took over for a bit.  Life was good. 

Then we elected the booby prize. 

We got Mike Coffman.  At least, he's hilarious. 

So, people STILL tell me stuff about the city.  I swear up and down that I won't do anything about it because my role is to help people get off of the streets and/or stay off of the streets.  I'm a licensed addiction counselor (among other things). 

So....I'm super busy and don't have a lot of time to play bass or attend to a certain blog. 

On Sunday, a business owner told me that she had lost $70,000 in inventory last month.  She said that the shoplifters are incredibly brazen; they actually pulled up a rental truck and tried to unload carts of things out the back emergency exit. 

She said, "The cops don't come."  She asked me to say something to the people in charge.  I was so pissed that I had to buy headache medicine from her. 

I've had a running headache since Sunday.  

Today. I literally saw thieves with my own eyes.  I didn't catch the pair on film but I got a good picture of the cart they didn't take.  It was full of toilet paper and laundry detergent. Yes, I hesitated to snap the picture because I didn't want to capture the frustrated clerk on camera as I fear for his job. 

Then, I went to another grocery store across the street and found an unattended cart full of pampers in the parking lot.  I took it back to the store and reported it to the manager.  Apparently, it was evidence and I shouldn't have returned it.  Part of me wonders if this is the handiwork of the same set of thieves? 

To make matters worse, I saw this hilarious joke on my way home: 

In my twenty-two years living in Aurora, I have never seen crime like this. 

A 15 year old kid was shot when working at Southlands Mall last weekend. 

Numerous neighbors have had break-ins. 

Of course, I've had several break-ins but I blame my stalker (I'll post more on that soon). 

Seriously? 

What fantasy world is this guy living in? 

I'm a conservative!  

Mike Coffman is not conservative.  

He seems to be the punchline of a very sick and twisted joke. 

Mike Coffman lost me when he said that homelessness is a choice after he pretended to be homeless for a week.  

If he were a red blooded conservative, he'd realize why housing prices are skyrocketing.  He'd take a look at the tax code and the housing codes.  The government is the reason housing, childcare, groceries, energy, transportation and many other things are expensive. 

You can lead a RINO to water but you can't make him drink. 

It's enough to make me want to get a bunch of 5x7 pieces of sticky paper printed with the word soft and drive around correcting Mike Coffman's campaign signs. The dud is fairly flaccid when it comes to crime. 

Thankfully, I'm far too busy for that. 

I'm honestly too busy to come down and chew someone a new arse in three minutes, too. 

I may have to do just that to be rid of my headache.  

Seriously, don't make me come down there on Monday nights.  I may be alone my first night but if I have to visit twice, I'll bring an army with me. 

People are pissed. It's a shame the politicians can't see that. 

*****

I had an Uber driver explain it to me the other day. 

He said, the politicians don't listen to us.  They only listen to their donors. 

I told him about the death threats from the librarians over a decade ago.  He suggested that I avoid politicians.  Yeah but either I can be killed by the organized crime thieves stealing in the stores or a self-entitled asshat thinking they have to shut me up. 

I've already been kicked off of Facebook and Twitter/X.  

I don't do business in Aurora.  What are they going to do? 

Keep their threat to audit me if I dare start a garage band? 

Well, since someone broke into my garage and destroyed the door, I don't think I'll start a garage band anytime soon. 

I feel inspired to play slap bass.  That's what I do when I'm pissed.  

I almost need another Steinberger to name Mike.  I have a bass named after the former City Attorney who harassed my family.  Charlie is a Fender Precision. 

Sad but true. Bad politicians are excuses to buy instruments I don't need. 

Stay safe and sane out there. 

Vote out the scumbags and RINOs. 

Love ya lots, 

S.