
This week, actually everything between April 5th and 12th, I spent decompressing on Spiritwind's beautifully progressing farm, featured in the thread "Farm Life". It was hard to turn off my "Jesus Christ, get me out of my Walla Walla drug house God please" brain and switch over to "I can trust my older wiser friends who avoid cities for a reason" brain.
Spiritwind is a tough lady to take on a case like that. In fact, I've never seen one pair of people juggling so many responsibilities and trying to love so many people/animals, while also trying to be fair.
Unfortunately, now that I am back in Walla Walla, ugliness stares me literally in the face -- today there was an unlawfully issued yet nonetheless embarrassing "Notice to Vacate" the premises (fuck you, Daniel Ocjious, drug lord/slum lord/closet/possible pimp) taped to my door.
As you recall in the Zonbi Ninshu forum, there was a thread about Avoiding Illegal Entry.... This involves some tape and some hair being placed so that when your landlord tries to let himself into your apartment without notice, he gets fucked up by tape or breaks the hair. Either way, you'll know when it happens because the shit will be different than you left it.
Since he had no legitimate reason to evict or even start the process, this landlord tried saying that I had somehow denied him access to the premises.
In the William Tell thread, there is an example of the sort of behavior this landlord, Daniel, uses to haze female tenants: he left two giant cum stains (semen/ejaculate) on a dress when he was asked to check the property for fire hazards on December 24th, 2016. Not my ideal Christmas gift from a guy whose friends have AIDS, correct???
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Well, I'm not certain that after all this stress, that Spiritwind needs to do more for me, but I will say that her gift of life, time, and love means more to me right now than anything I've heard in a church or average conversation.
She didn't treat me like I deserved to be harassed by my landlord. She didn't make me feel stupid. She calmly told me that it was time to ****ing get out of the [my emphasis added] shitpit I live in and don't look back.
Regarding the thread title, the Walla Walla gold rush -- that's a joke about how the wealthy drug lords buying up all the private property in town are raping the section 8 riff raff for thousands of $$$$ in deposits and WWHA assisted fees, then cooperating with said Housing Authority to retaliate against the 1% with the integrity to stand up & point out what's happening here.
In the private thread, "jury selection scariness", there is a detail on the last couple pages re: what I said in Superior Court when the city was determining the value of a drug house they had seized. I said "just because the City is presiding over the sale doesn't ensure that a slumlord won't rent it out to a house full of drug dealers, and the neighborhood will be even worse off if the wrong sort of landlord buys that house".
A month later, I walked to the WWHA to tell the staff that i needed an appointment with the section 8 cunt who caused me trouble in the past by over burdening me with paperwork month after month. Her name is Rayette Langford-Mauch, and she is in cahoots with Daniel Ocjious, the druglord slumlord who issued the illegal notice to vacate this month.
I told the front desk bitches at WWHA that my landlord is allowing drug dealers to operate out of this house, and they quickly set up a physical appointment with corrupted Rayette later that week (in March; jury duty was February).
One hour before I was to appear to speak to Rayette Mauch, one of the federal employees (?) who processes section 8 vouchers here ( bitch is my assigned agent, ugh!! ), I get this Unavailable number on my cell... the HA almost always calls from an unlisted line... it's Rayette cold calling me while I'm literally dripping from the shower...
She tells me that her job doesn't involve landlord shit, and tries to end the conversation saying "Daniel Ocjious is a very nice man!", but then I say wait a fucking minute, and tell her, "but there's literally a heroin addict selling hits from our basement all night long, running to and from his drug delivery car all night" etc etc, and I get nowhere.
The police refer me to attorneys.
The attorneys refer me to the police...
The landlord receives a notice to appear in court the Friday from the county sheriff's office, then, I shit you not, turns around the same day (April 5th) to use the same sheriff's office to file a 'Notice to Terminate Tenancy' that was printed from a fucking internet website, and cites a lie as the principal reason for eviction, being the excuse I quoted earlier, that he claims I broke an RCW 59.18.150 (regarding barring entry... does not apply if landlord fails to give 24+ hours' notice)...
Long story short, the whole town is totally fucking corrupt and rotten.
The sheriff's deputy tonight, Brandy, was very helpful, and when dispatch was finished talking to me, a detective called back (a very sharp guy too), but was unable to offer much help aside from saying, now that the landlord has retaliated by trying to evict without court order, I definitely qualify for some fucking legal help.
Because the NWJP hooked me up with some pig attorney, nothing got done in court on April 4th; but in spite of their horseshit, i went to two different court houses filling out nearly 50 sheets of paper, trying to help our ailing legal system catch one of these cartel pieces of shit who's taking over our city.
I wrote to the Union Bulletin also, the day I left town to go up toward Spiritwind. Told one of their reporters that I'm trying to take this fucker down in court soon, and that he will retaliate.
When I got home today, the second I was in my apartment, my phone emitted a official safety alert (like an Amber Alert) suggesting that this is a hot scene, not a good place to be standing, crime in the area etc.
Shortly after that, a Union Bulletin employee and his daughter came directly upstairs into our house selling newspapers, but the journalist gave me his number for "when my address changes".
Looks like the UB seem more committed to solving huge crimes and protecting whistleblowers than our compromised Housing Authority or the local law enforcement.
To his credit, the detective told me their tenancy expert cop leaves for China tomorrow.
Isn't that some solid gold shit? ? ? ? ?
P.s.
Lol time to just write the comedy, Druglord Landlord, the Movie, and recover some cash I'd otherwise never see again?There are three different kinds of WEA:
Presidential Alerts – Issued by the U.S. President or a designee.
Imminent Threat Alerts – Includes severe man-made or natural disasters, such as tornadoes, dangerous flooding, shelter in place warnings, etc., where an imminent threat to life or property exists.
AMBER Alerts – Help law enforcement search for and locate an abducted child whose life is in danger, under U.S. Department of Justice's criteria.
More later.