Tuesday, May 23, 2017

NOTHING IS FREE. THEY STEAL YOUR INFORMATION

Don't use the AncestryDNA testing service without actually reading the Ancestry.com.
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Phyllis Carter - NO ONE GIVES YOU ANYTHING FOR "FREE". THEY WANT YOUR PERSONAL INFORMATION.

Sunday, May 21, 2017

AMERICAN NAZIS ANTSY AS INVESTIGATIONS GROW


"You ain't going to impeach nobody. Try it and we will lynch all of you."
Days after calling for impeachment proceedings against President Donald Trump, Congressman Al Green says his office has received racist and threatening messages
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HOUSTON 

During a town hall meeting Saturday, Congressman Al Green played recordings of threatening voicemail messages left for him after he demanded the impeachment of President Donald Trump on the House floor earlier this week.
 
 
Congressman calls for Trump's impeachment on House floor

"You'll be hanging from a tree," one caller said.
 
The calls use graphic racial slurs, some calling Green the n-word. "You ain't going to impeach nobody. Try it and we will lynch all of you," the caller said.
 
On Wednesday, the Houston Democrat became the first member of Congress to call for Trump's impeachment from the House floor. The congressman said the firing of FBI Director James Comey was one of the reasons.
 
"It does not deter us," Green said of the threats. "We are not going to be intimidated. We are not going to allow this to cause us to deviate from what we believe to be the right thing to do and that is to proceed with the impeachment of President Trump."
 
At the town hall held at Fountain Life Center in southwest Houston, a group of about 100 people gathered to hear from the congressman. Police officers milled around the building, providing high security, and participants were checked by security officials holding wands before entering the meeting.
 
Green has received threatening messages from callers at his offices in Houston and Washington, said Camille Scott, a spokeswoman for him.
 
He said he wanted his constituents to be aware of the hateful calls he received.
 
"When a person talks about lynching you, we think that's a pretty serious threat," he said.

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NAZIS – DAVID DUKE APPLAUDS TRUMP.

Saturday, May 20, 2017

EVERYTHING OF FLESH AND BLOOD HAS FEELINGS


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MONTREAL YOGA GURU DAWN MCSWEENEY IS A THIEF


DAWN MCSWEENEY STOLE PERSONAL TREASURES AND DESTROYED OUR FAMILY 
Dawn McSweeney and those she calls her "partners in crime" stole all my best jewellery, but she also stole personal treasures.
 
My grandmother, Dora, died before Dawn's mother, Debbie was born. Dawn and Debbie never knew my grandmother. Yet they stole every photograph of our grandparents and all the family photographs from our childhood - including the portrait of my grandmother shown above - so that we who knew them could not have them..
 
Yes, Dawn McSweeney is greedy. But she is also cruel. Not only did she steal all my valuables and my father's life's savings and the family home, she also stole things that have no monetary value but are precious beyond words to me - including Cliff's trademark Stetson fedora, his deputy sheriff's badge, our wedding portrait and a studio portrait of Cliff and me taken while he was recording his album, "Mr. Nostalgia, Cliff Carter" for RCA Records and CTV's Thrill of a Lifetime.
 
I am offering a $5,000. reward for the arrest and conviction of Dawn McSweeney and the return of everything she stole from me and from my siblings and their children who were named in my parents' own wills.
 
A stranger named Kenneth Gregoire Prud'homme made a new will in my mother's name when she was about 92 years old, two years before her death in 2007. He made himself the liquidator of my parents' estate and removed all the children and grandchildren from my parents' own wills. Prud'homme made Debbie McSweeney and Dawn McSweeney the sole heirs of my father's estate. But the Montreal Police still refuse to take any action against these criminals or to make any attempt to recover what they stole.
 
Member of Canada's Parliament, Marlene Jennings, stated at two public meetings in Montreal in 2008 - "MRS. CARTER'S RIGHTS WERE VIOLATED THREE TIMES", but no one is taking any action to honour my rights, or the rights of my siblings or their children.
 
Montreal Police told me, crime victims have no rights. Only the accused have rights. Since a Montreal Police officer was involved in the initial robbery, everyone says, "This is not in my jurisdiction." And so I fight on day and night without ceasing.
 
If there is one lawyer in Quebec who loves justice more than he loves money, I ask him to contact me. Once all our valuables are returned, I will be happy to pay a generous fee for his good work. I am not interested in money. I want only what is my own, and I want what belongs to the family to be returned to them. As one of my father's heirs, I am entitled to my share. I will gladly share that in return for justice.

THE CRIMES OF DAWN MCSWEENEY AND THE MONTREAL POLICE

EVIDENCE THAT DEMANDS A VERDICT
http://phylliscartersjournal.blogspot.ca/2014/03/evidence-that-demands-verdict-summary_11.html.

NO SERIOUS PUNISHMENT FOR ABUSING THE INNOCENT


Aurora Rodriguez Sanchez 
DIFUNDIR!!

El personajes que aparece en esta foto, HA MATADO A SU PERRO CON SUS PROPIAS MANOS, en la ciudad de Linares, este pasado fin de semana. los vecinos, ...


Spread this information.

The character that appears in this photo killed his dog with his own hands in the city of Linares this past weekend. The neighbors, did nothing. 

You could hear for hours the punches, cries and moans of the poor animal, until this man without a soul decided to end the life of the puppy by throwing him from the balcony of his house. 

The animal stayed on the ground in agony until his death. 

The most amazing thing about this is that the penalty imposed by the judge has been used to pay for the incineration of the poor animal. 

Share this report. I'm asking everyone to face the abuse. 

http://www.diariojaen.es/movil/linares/detenido-un-hombre-en-linares-por-matar-a-un-perro-a-palos-EK2826723.

Note: those who abuse animals would be just as happy to abuse children, but the punishment might be more serious.

COMPLAINTS - JEWISH GENERAL HOSPITAL



May 20, 2017.

I finally received a reply from the Jewish General Hospital concerning the security guard. It is a letter dated April 28, 2017 and signed Maude Laliberte, pht MSc phD (c).

It is a long letter that reads like any lawyer's letter. It all amounts to this - "We didn't do anything wrong." The legalese makes it sound like they did a thorough investigation and they really care, but the conclusion is always the same. The hospital did nothing wrong.

Even when Dr. Jerome Stasiak * almost killed me, the hospital defended him.

In conclusion, if you are abused at the Jewish General Hospital, do not expect justice. The hospital is an institution. Its primary interest is to defend the corporation. The doctors, nurses and other workers may work their hearts out to try to help and to heal, but the government of the hospital is about business, and they will always, in very diplomatic lingo, blame the person who complains.

HOW TO RAISE A CRIMINAL - THE TRAGEDY OF DAWN MCSWEENEY


The first time I said "No" to my niece Dawn, the toddler cried. My sister, Debbie, forbid me to speak another word. "We do not say 'No' to Dawn. Ever!". When I heard Dawn - then a young teenager - spitting vile insults at her parents, I protested. Debbie accused me of being "old fashioned" and she and Dawn's father, Ed, warned me to mind my own business.

In her early teens, Dawn knocked her father flat on the floor. And in 1992, Dawn struck another teenager with an iron bar. I was visiting when Dawn returned home after using the iron fence post to hit a school mate. She came into the house dancing! Celebrating! She was elated. She boasted about what she had done - blow by blow ! She had set out to get him and she did. Her parents approved ! Dawn had the right to express her feelings and the boy surely got what he deserved. I protested. I was told that if I said anything more, I would no longer be welcome.

In 1993, I was diagnosed with cancer. In 1994, I was baptized. That infuriated Dawn! Widowed and ill, I went to live with my own parents in Montreal. 

In 1995, I caught Dawn's boyfriend of the day standing in my room surrounded by my boxes and cases which I had stored there for years. I felt threatened, but I assumed an easy manner, and asked why he was there. "Dawn told me to wait here for her." he said. "Please go downstairs to the living room and wait there with my mother," I said. "I don't blame you, but it isn't right for you to be in my room."

In an instant, Dawn bolted from the adjacent bathroom in a flying rage and began cursing. I didn't see her face. I only saw her mouth moving. I didn't hear her words. They cut right through me. They were not information: They were something else - Fathomless hatred. Blades wet with venom. A dark, life-consuming whirlwind. Electricity! I was left standing - rigid, empty and breathless - like Lot's wife!

At the beginning of October, 1996, Dawn suddenly moved into my parents' home where I had been living for two years while undergoing treatment for breast cancer. Dawn and her boyfriend - known only as "Alex" - moved into the bedroom adjacent to mine on the second floor of the cottage. My mother said we were not supposed to know Alex's real name because he was in hiding from his family who were furious that he had given up his religion to be with Dawn. My mother said she loved him for doing that.

Upon their arrival, Dawn started removing my clothes from hangars and dropping them on the floor, replacing them with her own clothes. She put my toiletries on the floor and replaced them with her own. Dawn and Alex slept on a pile of camping gear and blankets on the floor. Suddenly, the house was rocking with blasting music! I was scared.

But the worst part was that the new tenants were smoking something in their room that made me nauseous. No one else smoked in the house. I was terrified of fire. I put a battery into the smoke alarm in the hall and slept in my clothes for the next few days. It was an alarming few days.

On October 5, 1996, fearing that Dawn would pilfer, I made a new and detailed inventory of all my belongings in my bedroom and in the room next to it where all my boxes and valuables were stored - many since the 1980's. "The safest place in the world, " my parents' home - I believed.

On October 7, 1996, I was suddenly attacked and robbed of everything of value that I had, everything I had worked for all my life, every cherished thing left to me by my husband. Struggling to hold onto the phone, I managed to call 911.

The police I expected to rescue me - helped the thief instead !

The police officer warned me - in front of my assailant - that I must leave the house and never return. I was not allowed to take any of my belongings with me - except my purse, my bible, and a small cloth bag that contained a clean pair of shoes that I had planned to wear in church that day. 

Everything I owned was left in the house with the thieves. The policeman removed me from the house, physically by my arm. I was in shock - rigid, trembling, breathless !

The police left me alone in the street, cold, homeless and destitute, without as much as a coat. Everything I owned was left in the hands of Dawn McSweeney along with the lives and property of my aged parents.

To this day, the police have failed to make any serious attempt to recover my stolen belongings and Dawn and her associates are still free to enjoy the benefits of my precious belongings with impunity.

In the summer of 2007, I discovered Dawn McSweeney's blogspot on the Internet: It reads:

Dedicated to partners in crime and kindred spirits. 
Voyeurs and well wishers also welcome. 
http://graspingatintangibles.blogspot.com/

IN MONTREAL, CRIME PAYS !

The police cannot say "No" to Dawn. They say they are bound by laws that protect criminals. They have told me that, as a victim, I have no rights.

Debbie's lawyer threatened me with a law suit if I persisted in telling people what Dawn did. When I phoned the lawyer and said I would be so happy to have the case heard in a court of law, he blurted out an expletive and slammed down his receiver. I never heard from him again.

Dawn stole everything I had. I have nothing left worth stealing. Furthermore, telling the truth is not a crime, it is a command: "Expose the deeds of darkness" ( Ephesians 5:11).

Am I afraid? Of course I am. You may want to hear about what Debbie and Dawn and their "Partners in Crime" did to me in June, 2007.

See THE PHYLLIS CARTER DETENTION - The Suburban, September 5, 2007, and CONDEMNED IN FOUR MINUTES - (IN ABSENTIA) - September 12, 2007. 

You can also read the hate mail Alex Lavergne sent me immediately following my mother's death in June, 2007. in an attempt to intimidate, discredit and silence me. You will find these articles published at PHYLLIS CARTER'S JOURNAL.

This is a case of grand larceny aided and abetted by Montreal Police officers.

If I have accused Dawn McSweeney falsely through all these years, why hasn't she sued me? I am eager to go to court.

Montreal Police detectives told me in March 1997, that Dawn McSweeney and Alex Lavergne refused to take the police polygraph test on advice of counsel. Why ?

I have volunteered to take the test more than once. The police refused my offer, saying that they believe me. But they don't act.

I AM DEMANDING ONLY WHAT IS MY OWN. 
I AM DEMANDING JUSTICE ! 
I WILL NOT SETTLE FOR LESS
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A Montreal Police officer helped the thief to rob me of everything I worked for all my life, every precious thing left to me by my darling husband. Since then, the Montreal Police continue to refuse to investigate these crimes. The cover-up continues to this day.

The Montreal Police took me out of my home and left all my belongings and the lives of my aged parents in the hands of the thief. Once I was out of the house, the thief and her "partners in crime" had months to search through all my belongings at their leisure and take everything they wanted. And they did.

The "partners in crime" kept my mother in total isolation for almost a decade. No one was allowed to see her or speak to her from October 7, 1996 to her death in the Summer of 2007. We learned after her death that, in 2005, that a stranger named Kenneth Gregoire Prud'homme made a will in my mother's name - when she was 92 years old and handicapped mentally and physically. The only people who benefited from this bizarre will were Dawn McSweeney, Debbie McSweeney and Kenneth Gregoire Prud'homme. They took everything my father had worked for all his life - his house and all his money - and everything that belonged to me and to my siblings and to their children who were all named specifically in my parents' own wills.

This could not have happened if I had not been removed from the house by the Montreal Police - if the Montreal Police had proceeded in a lawful and ethical manner.

What is really behind the police cover-up? Incompetence? Corruption?
I continue to pursue this case day and night, telling the world about these crimes that have been aided and abetted by the Montreal Police.

All the details at - http://dawnmcsweeney.blogspot.com.

THE CRIMES OF DAWN MCSWEENEY AND THE MONTREAL POLICE
http://phylliscartersjournal.blogspot.ca/…/dawn-mcsweeney-t…
NO PEACE WITHOUT JUSTICE.