It's a Litigious Thing

there are plenty of judicial problems to be had with people suing each other from one state to the next. Litigation sucks especially when based upon the premise that innocence exists until one is proven guilty. Life isn't so. You are always guilty in the eyes of your superiors or rulers and even for transgressions they themselves own or have brought about.

I have so many issues going on and it seems unless someone loses an actual limb, I have no rights nor does my child. It is such a rape of the meaning of the system when I am told that I have certain unalienable rights from the day I'm born only to exact them and call upon the authorities to protect them with me and am told they don't mean any more than a shit stain on the toilet paper of life. I am tired of this drivel and this crap and the craptastic sandwich I am served everyday by our elected and "engineered" officials. Wear a condom kiddies, when you walk outside your door, because everywhere you go you may be accused of stuff some other blokes did and then held accountable for it while the governors and mayors and police slide their greasy little fingers into your back pocket and then shove their foot up your ass while they're doing it. One of the most profound examples of injustice can be summed up by a trip some of years back to my home state up Interstate 95 and back. On the return route, whilst driving through the great state of North Carolina, I was pulled over for a traffic infraction. The interesting thing was that I was speeding but I was in the legal right to do so because I was passing a vehicle. The said vehicle was filled with party-goers who were smoking marijuana and drinking and swerving all over the road so I sped up to overtake them and pass far enough ahead to put a safe distance between us while trying to note their license plate number in the dark.

I rolled up on a car dead in the left lane (there were only two coming and two going) and flashed my lights at them. It looked as if there was a person asleep at the wheel and this was confirmed a few seconds later when he startled from the flash of my lights. All I could think of was if I was a semi he would have been dead. My reward for my good deed was him slapping on the siren and pulling me over a short ways down the road and reading myself and my husband at the time the riot act with my toddler asleep in the back seat, yes car seat. I explained to him about the car I passed and he was so rattled by us catching him asleep that he made it his personal vendetta and last vow to make sure I never drive again. Called me a terrorist.(not that it matters but I am the whitest of white with red hair and my hubby was a big Paul Bunyan looking redneck from Florida) My husband and I later speculated the bastard had fallen asleep while on watch in the median and then took his foot off the peddle or something of the sort and rolled onto the highway. Well, I was mortified, cried and even explained to the officer that it was difficult because my speedometer had broke on our trip to the mountains. He just shook his head and acted as though we were drug smugglers. I truly believe if their was a legal and believable way for that shit to haul us in jail he would of and my little girl too! We even speculated that it was common practice to "bait and wait" on unsuspecting vacationers from out of state to feed their police funds and city coffers, as it was just too perfect the way letters from every ambulance chaser known to mankind in the Roanoke Rapids vicinity had shown up the very next day after returning home. The fuckers overnighted them!

For the absolute low low price of $400 US they will "get me off" with no time served and a slap on the wrist for a no contest plea. Ha ha ha. Even the lawyers believed I was guilty or at least they were part of the cog of the system, but what they failed to realize was that I wasn't and the stupid law enforcement officer himself handed me the proof! The ticket was written for reckless driving, endangerment of my passengers, driving with the intent to do bodily harm, improper speed, failure to yield to a traffic control device (the speed limit sign as was later explained) and improper/malfunctioning equipment. He also cited I was belligerent (I assure you some 10 years ago I was quite mouthy but not when it came to authority and am more so now than I ever was and haven't gotten into any trouble as of yet) and threatened assault on his person. (lol) I informed him I would be using my right to litigate and I will see him in court and he said he would make it a personal day so he himself could attend and make sure trash like me was kept off the highways and byways. Insulting and lying prick. Slander is illegal isn't it-certainly litigious isn't it? How about falsifying a report for the intent to maliciously harm? Well he could have signed it Mickey Mouse and referred to me as that "fucking whore" for all he wanted or all I cared but he signed his name legibly right next to the time of infraction and listed it as 3pm that same day. At 3pm that day I was home some ten hours drive away and had the gas receipts to prove it. The sleepy fuck wrote the wrong time down, it was 3am when he had the pleasure of me saving his ass (life) from the real violators who were too drunk to notice him had I not woke him up first, or for any tractor-trailer who would be himself sleepy enough at the wheel. So, I copied the damn thing in triplicate and had each copy notarized before I mailed the original with that "low low" price I was talking about to some "yahoo" in Roanoke Rapids and they found me innocent and warned me to wait a while before returning to the fine state of North Carolina again. I assured them that if I did I would have a cop accompany me and a lawyer too, just in case. To his day I never got my money back and never have found out if that stupid prick died behind the wheel of his car asleep on another day or what. I was guilty in his eyes, the lawyers eyes and, for once, a smart judge's eyes were wise. I still have those extra copies of that ticket somewhere in my files. I look back on that as a perfect example on how the system is stuffed up its own ass. Sure the judge found it wrong but what if he had followed suit and just called me guilty. I would have lost my license to drive ANYWHERE and it would have ruined my life. There are no civil rights, unalienable rights, legal rights unless you are rich and famous and can "buy" into how the system works. Lucky for me I had the $400 for legal representation. People wonder why I am disdainful and why I am angry and why I hate people. Now you know, it's a litigious thing...~mobe's love to her all and her all to her love.