The Truth About Nigel, And I No Longer Care What Her Minions Do To Me.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

To Whomever Finds This:

I apologize in advance for so many addendums necessary for a complete document.  Times are sensitive and some additions will only be helpful for a short time.  Therefore some must be withheld and this doc will not make sense as a whole, until the final parts are included.

It is possible that I have successfully thwarted enough varied attempts to take me into custody without allowing me the right to defend myself, that I might have the right to bring the 14 page description of Nigel's crime ring into my defense, no matter what else occurs.

Unless I am incoherent.  And of this possibility I have been warned.  And if that were true, it would explain what seemed to occur at the art gallery opening a few days ago. That attempt was a near miss and I still marvel at the terrible ordeal that was apparently waiting for me if I did not have time to respond in some way that made the strongman who would replace me with a simpleton look alike, seem to be allowed to be doing what he was doing.

But since witnesses had been placed nearby for more than just observation, but also for the pretense of coming to the rescue of Nigel's thugs, so that they could testify about my attempts to prevent their help.  They were apparently trained and had practiced this wrestling match scene for cameras for long enough that I might not have had a chance.

They might have been surprised at what I could do, but on the other hand, they might have been training for any case that I would have known.  And if enough numbers had been quick enough to act, my hesitation in rendering the muscular thug unconcious so that I could turn on the "rescuers" might have allowed them to overpower me.  And their knowing ahead of time where the cameras were placed, plus the potential for digital editing and body doubles which have been reported before, make me grateful that I did not shake the muscleman's hand.

I will meet him and Nigel again however, in a courtroom, if I have my way.  And as the scales have apparently tipped a bit - not in my direction but since to the detriment of deception, tipped to my benefit - this courtroom meeting might occur.

I should mention that today I had an enjoyable dinner at my friend's house. I had been warned about certain threats which I intended to thwart by sending an email to some ministers of Christ and a few lay members of a brotherhood that I joined more than a year ago, named "Wrath of Baby Jesus.  And there was either not a threat at all and the warnings were intended to cause me to react, or to think my email worked once again.

For various reasons which I will discuss I believe that there was a threat but that my emails might have been nearly unnecessary anyway.  I had been withholding certain bits of information until the past couple of days, for their potential usefulness at another time.  And by revealing them I might have caused some complications to what was planned.

But the day is not over yet.  It is still possible that marijuana will be "found" at my friend's house, or that something will have been stolen from him and sold to people who will identify me as the seller, acting in a confused, hostile, or bizarrely outrageous manner and demanding cash payment while laughing about my cheating at the Arizona Department of Revenue and the federal IRS...I have added these final two possibilities in a sarcastic sense only, although I have seen the most deceptive, unfair
contradictions to anything that I had ever imagined in police corruption, so I now have little doubt that shenanigans occur and that those individuals who are especially good at subverting the truth, so that their shenanigans are more successful, are admired among some of their coworkers.

My friend's friend (later found to be an associate of Nigel, sent to discredit me) invited me to a Jew hater meeting and he attempted to put cards into my hands which had something to do with them.  When I tried to be polite and refuse he persisted and told me that it was a Christian group.  I replied that Hitler was supposedly Christian and he stood there with the cards inches from my hands apparently not knowing quite what to do with them.  I did not take them but my friend had been asking questions about the meetings and since that friend also began to read books about conspriracy theories and prophets who predict Wall Street futures from Biblical passages, I reconsidered my belief that a few months ago when I was warned that I would be accused of having a personality which believed in this trash, that because I had made express statements about their illogic, that particular attempt would end.

If I am not coherent to defend myself, it will not matter to the Nigel's crime ring what I said before because, once accused of having a multiple personality any of this can be explained as simply being from a personality that I do not remember.

I will discuss matters in a few pages such as dancing mania, speaking in tongues, and hypnosis, all of which I believe the participants might believe but all of which I have doubts of having any valid basis any more than witches, goblins, and alien abductions (this last of which would be the only possible exception but until evidence arrives, I will not believe the aliens have arrived).

But again, if official labeling can paint me as a victim of multiple personality disorder, my logic can be painted into one of the corners and this woman's illogic can be given the paint brush by those officials, while she writes Judah or Scientologist or neoNazi or Mormon or Catholic or Baptist hegemonic principles all over my face while I am drunk and have a cheering crowd behind him while he does it, all with tin stars to brag to each other that they are the law, so...

I am learning that the legal system is based on justice tilted toward the rules in the legal system.  Others surely knew this before me, and its not that I did not know it, but I think that a change has occurred in recent years which makes the system based in deception so much as to be at times grossly illegal.  Those who know the rules and have the power to do so, can commit actions or motions in law or out, which will have a different result than other people who commit similar actions but do not know the legal rules.  And I am understating the situation.

I have seen judges who have played the role of running an  honorable court, while knowing full well that the end result in the adversarial process was prepared for in advance, by staging the steps and preparing legal maneuvers to fit that stage.  People are being duped and noncriminals are being convicted in large numbers.  And the judges are sometimes agreeable to this, because they have little choice but to follow precedent, and they might not like that restriction in some cases.  So if some innocents are convicted but their capabiities as judges are broadened, sometimes by interactions with the "police" who are trained to stage the steps so that the prosecutor can maneuver legally in the preferred methods.  This might be compared to the old "good old boy system" because debts are accrued and repaid between the players.

If I sound disrespectful I apologize. I am surprised myself and what will follow might show my surprise. Because I thought the judges are the decent part of the system, and it turns out that they are all Nigel, or her cohorts.  The police who excel in the present system are the members of an organization which has been described in the 14 pages at the end of this document.

Some officials are making money and some are making a lot of money, but most are being admired or complimented or feared or respected, by the ones who are making the money. So it is not difficult to know what their motivations are.

I feel like the last man, alone in an arena, too weak to battle anything that could be presented, but having accomplished certain guidelines which limit the type of battle.  On my side is the unwillingness of Nigel's crime ring to lose the battle, so that they do not attempt anything that can be shown after the skirmishing is over.  Their ammunition has been hampered by a 14 page description of their criminal origins and their capabilities of causing me to disappear or be murdered are diminished by the interest in that 14 pages which might occur.

If however, a persuasive orchestration can be presented where I have lost my mind and cannot  respond, or if I do respond and it is in terms that can be monitored and released only based on the outcome that is desired by the crime ring, I am doomed.  And the skeptical public is generally unaware that software makes the surveillance systems so effective that they are known today, and can be monitored closely for their reactions, entrapped into crimes which have already been arranged and which will seem to have no relationship to my attempts to brign the truth about Nigel's crime ring into the awareness of the voting public.

At any time that doubts arise that more can be reduced by what will be reported later that might affect the outcome so that it has more truth: No, wait.  The last 14 pages will be given to certain angels that I have been speaking to at the bus station, and I can only hope that they are real angels and not Nigel angels, like at the end of that one Diablo II video game.

Or Kill Me.

[Freeky]

 

[EK WAFFLR]

Absolutely hilariously terrifying! 

[Anna Mae Bollocks]

Dylan had an encounter with Nigel's crime ring in the mid 60's and wrote "Desolation Row". I see they've...enhanced things somewhat since then.   

[LMNO]

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

Reverend, Reverend.

We understand that you are distraught and perhaps confused by the conveyance of certain information delivered through, well, possibly excessive means. However, be assured that our treatments are intended only to soothe and to keep you safe from elements which we have not yet adequately described. When you are ready, the descriptions will be made available to you in the fullest degree, but until such time as we deem you ready, we feel strongly that it is in your own best interest to shield you from the highest level of detail.

Stay put, Reverend. We are already wherever you might go; fleeing will only exhaust you to no good end, and nobody benefits from your exhaustion. Remember, we are here for you; we have only your best interests at heart. Our lovingly crafted therapeutic technology will ease your mind and drive all these silly fears away. Have no worries; when you are ready we will thoroughly inform you of all the information you need to know, to the most infinitesimal trivia.

We'll be along presently.

[Anna Mae Bollocks]

Reverend, Reverend.

We understand that you are distraught and perhaps confused by the conveyance of certain information delivered through, well, possibly excessive means. However, be assured that our treatments are intended only to soothe and to keep you safe from elements which we have not yet adequately described. When you are ready, the descriptions will be made available to you in the fullest degree, but until such time as we deem you ready, we feel strongly that it is in your own best interest to shield you from the highest level of detail.

Stay put, Reverend. Have no worries; when you are ready we will thoroughly inform you of all the information you need to know, to the most infinitesimal trivia.

We'll be along presently.

This thread fucking rules. 

[The Good Reverend Roger]

Reverend, Reverend.

We understand that you are distraught and perhaps confused by the conveyance of certain information delivered through, well, possibly excessive means. However, be assured that our treatments are intended only to soothe and to keep you safe from elements which we have not yet adequately described. When you are ready, the descriptions will be made available to you in the fullest degree, but until such time as we deem you ready, we feel strongly that it is in your own best interest to shield you from the highest level of detail.

Stay put, Reverend. We are already wherever you might go; fleeing will only exhaust you to no good end, and nobody benefits from your exhaustion. Remember, we are here for you; we have only your best interests at heart. Our lovingly crafted therapeutic technology will ease your mind and drive all these silly fears away. Have no worries; when you are ready we will thoroughly inform you of all the information you need to know, to the most infinitesimal trivia.

We'll be along presently.

I love Big Brother Mama Nigel.

*bang*

[Freeky]

This thread has become terrifying.

[Cardinal Pizza Deliverance.]

They are everywhere. They have always been everywhere. It's just that now there's MORE of them, everywhere you go. She is growing again. Dividing without separation, sprouting new appendages in every crevice of the continent. Soon, no one will be alone in the desert anymore. Because there won't BE a desert. There will just be an endless plain of Nigels, faces lifted to the sky howling at the sun until it to capitulates to her demands. There is no place to hide because all of the hiding places have been converted to Nigel nests. Like Kudzu taking hold in every nook and niche only to root itself and spread further, leaving fresh growth and a new plant still connected to the mother plant but capable of existing without that connection only to root itself and spread anew . . .

Every politician you see is Nigel. Every authority figure from the Pope to your child's preschool teacher, that is Nigel too. Someday, when you look in the mirror, you won't see you. You will see Nigel. Because she is already there, growing inside you.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

The problem is, people just won't listen to sense. So we have to make them. Information is good for you. Won't you have a cup of tea?

[LMNO]

Fucking Christ. Sometimes, I read these riffs, and I honestly ask myself, "How did they DO that?"

I swear, PD is the best new author of the 21st century.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

Fucking Christ. Sometimes, I read these riffs, and I honestly ask myself, "How did they DO that?"

I swear, PD is the best new author of the 21st century.

We report.  You decide.  Now.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

Fucking Christ. Sometimes, I read these riffs, and I honestly ask myself, "How did they DO that?"

I swear, PD is the best new author of the 21st century.

We report.  You decide.  Now.

Don't delay, or it will be too late.

[Luna]

Fucking Christ. Sometimes, I read these riffs, and I honestly ask myself, "How did they DO that?"

I swear, PD is the best new author of the 21st century.

We report.  You decide.  Now.

I have decided to keep a few unattached males around to throw to Nigel, in case she comes to the East Coast.  It might please her enough to let me live... or at least slow her down enough for me to escape with my hide attached.