Title: Put War Criminal Tovarek in Prison
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Here is my latest blog post. I think my butt is too small for me to wear pants.
Syria. Progress! Thank the heavens the U.S. State Department is doing its REAL job. Russia and the U.S. have brokered a ceasefire in Syria. It affects everyone except ISIS and al Nusra whom everyone is still fighting.
The Syrian civil war raged so long it destabilized the entire region. Let us finally bring some peace and security to that ravaged nation. Assuming all goes well, they should have a unity government in less than 1.5 years. Thank you, my beautiful world.
My last blog post was finished at 10:44am on Saturday, 27Feb2016. My internet gnomes played me Sweet Peace and Time by my darlings Humble Pie. My morning I-am-not-dead-yet selfies were particularly happy.
I was in a very good mood that morning among the Saturday Farmers' Market outside of the Pico Branch Library. I had slept well, and my hair looked fabulous. I had seen my darling MannedUp and my darling LightFoot the night before, and they had made everything better.
I worked online there in the shade until 11:55am. My mom called me through FaceTime at 12:06pm just before I ate lunch. She was wonderful. Lunch was tasty, and I was on the bus to downtown Santa Monica in an instant.
My darlings Tentacle were not on the Santa Monica Pier yet when I got there, so I sat in the fog at the far end and watched the "Rock'n'Roll Jesus" act until 2:34pm when I moved to a bench with a view of the beach. The sun eventually burned off the fog, and the sky shone brilliantly blue.
I stayed on the Pier until 4:34pm, and I found my darling Patricia on my Promenade at 4:57pm. My darlings Tentacle were nowhere to be found, so I got worried.
5:18pm on 27Feb2016: @CIA @DeptofDefense @BBCNews @cctvnews @RT_com @UN #SquidsPoA Please emergency check on Tentacle. It takes something ugly to keep them away.
I walked my Promenade to see who was playing where, and I paused with my darlings Denmantau at 5:41pm. They played until 6pm, so I bought some dinner from the Shophouse and sat down next to my darlings The Age-Inappropriate Boy Band.
I watched the NBC Nightly News from previous in the evening online at 7pm. My evening cyberhug came from my darling Mr. Lester Holt, and it was a work of art.
I found 2/3rds of my darlings Tentacle right there on my Promenade waiting to serenade me the moment I was done hugging my darling Patricia goodbye. It was the first time either of them had ever seen me wear pants, so I sat around making jokes about my pants until they started playing at 8:34pm.
Oh, the night was beautiful. Our connection was amazing. It was worth waiting all day for meditation that good. My darlings never disappoint.
They played until 10:07pm. Then they moved across the street and played even later. It was such a damn good night. It hurt when I tore myself away from them to make sure I could catch the last bus back to my place, but the three of us were all smiles.
Our fleeting moments together, though far too rare, are nothing but magic.
I caught the 11:48pm bus back to my place and slept in until lunch on Sunday, 28Feb2016. After eating, I picked up my mail. In the mail, I found out that my EVIL sister, War Criminal Tara Tovarek, was petitioning LA County for the power of conservatorship over me. We need that bitch arrested.
My beautiful world, do you understand what the power of "conservatorship" is in the State of California? A "conservator" would have the power to lock me in ANY mental health facility she wants on just a whim; she would need no grounds nor due process.
Let us look at War Criminal Tovarek's history with me. In 2014 after I fled Iowa for my life to Los Angeles, Tovarek lied to the LAPD to be able to unlawfully imprison me in a literal torture facility paraded, as always, as a psych ward where I endured LITERAL torture and systemic rape.
Please reread my 17Sep2014 Appendix about how long War Criminal Tovarek has been in conspiracy with War Criminal Boeset and the State of Iowa to commit war crimes against me and crimes against all of humanity. Furthermore, War Criminal Tovarek's petition was filed by War Criminal Boeset's lawyers in Los Angeles, Attorney Terry Wasserman.
And look at how much perjury is in Tovarek's petition!
1.) War Criminal Tara Tovarek listed her PO Box as her address when EVERYONE knows Tovarek is NOT a legal resident of California. Tara moved to the DC area in Aug2014, so three months after she signed her lease there, she was a legal Virginia resident.
2.) The bitch lied to the courts that I am at all "mentally incompetent" to manage my own finances. I moved out of my evil parents' house at seventeen years old and have NEVER once had a problem managing my own finances. But look at how intentionally poorly my finances have been managed ever since EVIL Iowa stole them away from me with an ILLEGAL "conservator" in 2010!
Obama mandates that I am forbidden control of my own finances to make sure I never have enough money to flee to a country that will actually treat me like a human being and grant me my full human rights. Forbidding me control of my own finances is cut and dried aiding and abetting human trafficking of me, persecution, hate crimes, human rights abuses, and war crimes ALL because it enforces that I can NEVER escape Obama's "egg."
3.) It is common knowledge that I am married to the Mr. Johnny "Sweetness" Depp, an ACTUAL resident of LA County. He is the ONLY person ANYWHERE who could EVER legally petition LA County for a conservatorship over me; however...
4.) It is also common knowledge and a medical reality that I have absolutely NO MENTAL ILLNESS, and the only thing disabling me at all is Obama's "egg" including his conspiracy of war criminals' unrelenting coverups for war crimes against me.
5.) The BITCH also lied her ass off in her petition with the blatant falsehoods that I "lack the capacity for informed consent for medical treatment" and am "unable to provide for [my] own physical health, food, clothing, or shelter." If that BITCH does not go to prison for this, there is no justice anywhere in this world.
I, my Powers of Attorney, and my husband are the ONLY people who have ever made sure I receive APPROPRIATE medical attention. We have YEARS of records of proving that Obama's conspiracy's unrelenting lie that I cannot care for myself is their most common coverup for PROVEN unlawful imprisonment if me, PROVEN literal torture of me, PROVEN systemic rape of me, PROVEN physical and sexual abuse of me, and PROVEN human trafficking of me.
We have all the evidence we need from years of mitigating these same old war crime coverups 24/7 since Obama's "egg" began. This is just more abuse with the same old modus operandi. Just finally put them all in prison for it already.
SynSyn, we need War Criminal Tovarek arrested for conspiracy, aiding and abetting war crimes, crimes against America, calumny, human rights abuses, persecution, hate crimes, and everything else you can make stick. Please also turn her in to the ICC.
We need Attorney Terry Wasserman disbarred for lying to the courts to commit crimes against America and to coverup war crimes. Please report Wasserman to the ICC, too.
We need a full investigation into what enemy of America allowed this crapfest into their courtroom in the first place. More importantly, SynSyn, if LA County commits the crime against the entire world of placing ANY conservator over me, we must rampage through the LA County government just like we did ABSOLUTELY EVIL Iowa. This is my home; they have no excuse for not knowing any better here.
"Conservatorship" is TOO DANGEROUS a power for ANYONE to wield over me. It has only ever been and only ever will be used to coverup unlawful imprisonment, LITERAL torture, and systemic rape as war crimes against me all used as acts of war against America.
Any California conservatorship over me will be me death by torture and rape in an environment Obama completely controls paraded as a mental institution. My beautiful world, you must prevent this atrocity at all costs. And, thank you.
I perched on the Santa Monica Pier at 1:58pm. My darling Ms. Clare Means played music nearby while I worked online. Once I had an unproofread draft published, I left for my Promenade.
EVIL Tara had caused me to have such a horrible day, but I found my darling MannedUp and my darling LightFoot on the street corner setting up their equipment at 4:02pm. They instantly made me happier.
My present 2/3rds of my darlings Tentacle started playing at 4:36pm. It was a beautiful afternoon. My darling Patricia came by and hugged me at 5:05pm. They played until 5:55pm and wheeled away at 6:29pm.
I streamed the NBC Nightly News from previous in the evening online at 6:54pm. My nightly cyberhug came from my darling Ms. Kate Snow, and it left me hungry for more.
I chatted with my darling Wheels, sang a little Elvis with my darling Wade, and paused for a few moments to listen to my darling Seis Cuerdas. But it was Sunday night date night, and I found my darling MannedUp with my boyfriend LightFoot sitting on the street corner at 8:10pm waiting for me to walk by.
My darlings started playing at 8:26pm, and date night was completely romantic. I had to pause a few times to calm down my heart rate; my boyfriend kept overheating my ticking pitter patter. Giggle.
They played until 10:04pm. I was as unwilling to leave them as they were to leave me. We lallygagged around on the sidewalk until 10:46pm when they finally wheeled their carts back into the aether of the night sky where we all really belong. I thank them deeply for our beautiful weekend together.
I caught the 11:18pm bus back to my place. This blog post was finished from my bedroom at 12:30am on Monday, 29Feb2016, Leap Day.
[Please embed a highlights reel of my last two days here.]
And now, my beautiful world, I answer all of your questions for me. Please keep collecting all questions and concerns from all your friends and loved ones and sending them to me through whatever means possible.
With everything I am suffering through due to Obama's "egg," why do I consider it my job to solve the rest of the world's major crises? Before someone, anyone, takes on changing the world for the better, the only question she should ask herself is, "Will I actually be able to help people?"
If someone is actually capable of ending suffering and leaving the world better than how he or she found it, that person has a responsibility to help. I have the intelligence, the compassion, the diplomacy, the problem-solving skills, and the forum to serve the world, so I do. This is my REAL job, and I do it damn well.
My beautiful world, I promised you in 2011 that I would care for all of you and solve all your problems if you would care for me and take care of mine. I have never had the power to protect myself here inside Obama's "egg." So you all showed up for me. Thank you.
I take my job very seriously, not just solving every problem I can get enough news about but also making sure you all can watch me be myself. Keep telling me everything you need. I am only here to serve.
My brave rescuers, what do you need? The urban warfare alarm went off Friday, 26Feb for the first time in weeks. Is everyone okay?
That damn flu I had for a week is finally mostly gone. I am again operating in top form. Send me everything you need help with.
My BFF SynSyn and all of my genius Powers of Attorney, I heard you are quickly working through our logjam of charges we need to file. Please check in with Sweetness after his trip to London. I am pretty sure he is going to learn a lot about Obama's "egg" from the British. And, thank you!
My musician-lovers MannedUp, GeneralLee, and Bogart, you definitely look better in pants than I do.
My darling Mr. Taylor "MannedUp" Hanson, Saturday, 27Feb2016 was particularly delicious. Thank you for playing later than normal; I did not want to leave you either. Believe it or not, I am actually more fun to talk to than look at. Giggle. You should try it some time.
My darling Mr. Brien "GeneralLee" Dennehy, I am serious. You need to sneak up on me some time when I am not looking and just touch my hair. Giggle. You know you want to. I invited you, so do not worry about it seeming at all creepy. I will see you Tuesday.
My darling Mr. Bryan "Bogart" Eno, you were always such a gentleman to me. It makes me wonder how much truth you knew about me before I met you.
At the time, it was very rare for anyone to show me as much respect as you did. Thank you. Back in those ugly years before people realized I had never died, you were one of the few people who reminded me I still had worth... just in case you ever wondered why you always meant so much to me and still do.
My Royal Consort LightFoot whom I am STILL forbidden from speaking with least of all ever making love to, my body is aching to kiss you.
My darling Mr. Kris "LightFoot" Novoselic, last night, 28Feb, was gorgeous. Thank you so much for our Sunday night date night. Being forbidden from kissing you is so damn intolerable. Yes, we have a really weird relationship. But at least it is not as weird as my marriage. Giggle.
And for the place of honor in every blog post... My darling husband, Sweetness, I love and adore you. How is my king today?
My darling the Mr. Johnny "Love-of-my-Life" Depp, I HATE when (expletive)holes try to tell me I am not married. There is no faster way to make me furious. Force Obama's conspiracy of war criminals to suffer for that unrelenting crime against us.
My beloved husband Sweetness, this is my EVIL sister's résumé. Please ask all of our friends and colleagues to make sure that bitch never works in the entertainment industry again. In an ideal world, War Criminal Tovarek would spend the rest of her life in prison. This is probably all we can do for now. Thank you.
Beloved, I cannot stand my hater sister Tara. She has become a threat to the entirety of humanity all because she hates me. Please keep that war criminal away from me at all costs. Tell the entire world she needs to be stopped. And sick my darlings at the CIA on her; I am sure they would love to work her for a confession.
My hero and my king, I am so sorry you married into such a horrible family of in-laws. My EVIL father even failed me by dying before I could convict him; I needed that legal precedent. Thank you for loving me despite my EVIL family. I promise I will make it up to you. I have no idea either how I can be related to such a pack of deranged psychopaths.