There is a cop here in Bloomington who says when you try to report certain activity that you are just representing a rival gang who wants the territory, and he means rival to the gang he works with, which includes a man I met 20 years ago, during a two week period in which I was spending time with a major local dealer, before I realized he wasn't just a party time user. He was the son of his landlord who came to visit and was very paranoid about me being there, and since then has broadcasted me as being solely the creature of those two weeks even though 20 years have passed. He even appeared when I went to rent an apartment I probably wouldn't have liked anyway, coming out on an Icy day the same as I did to tell horror stories about me (he wasn't saying I was an english teacher or anything like that) and I've come to learn he is the one person telling people I am certainly making porn in here.
Since then, his father has recently retired and now he is the landlord of some people. In the past Gramps has let the company he inherited manage this property knowing full well what the son was, but because the contract was with his father he could accept the situation, however, he will never sign with the son.
It is clear that he has been sabotaging the current landlord and that the current landlord is unable or unwilling to take sufficient legal steps available to them.
Dad has been paying social security tax on Donny since they entered the country and the sole reason he is working from the role he is in is to be able to set up a stipend for her when she turns 65 which will be in a few years. Donny considers her only possessions to be the contents of a small orange bag and that stipend actually as mine, but while it would allow us to move to a bigger apartment or something, this space has the potential to become defensible as we have enough friends and connections to fill it without letting strangers in or opening ourselves to drug dealers.
We don't have many friends who would have our combined income, or access to what Dad is going to put under her power of attorney. Also I cant remember what exactly but living here till we have passed another generation and have a different demographic to manage allows us to invest in something. So we could move to "better" digs now but we would have worse neighbors, who would probably still be doing drugs, while we can get the drugs out of this building.
It would have been perfectly legal to have whore present a drug test after she was turned down for reasonable consideration as a self signing tenant. If someone is reasonably predicted to be unable to pay for their living arangement you dont have to offer them alternatives of any kind, and if you do offer them they are not regulated. In fact, it would have been smart not to place someone who had issues over someone the owner showed interest in. We actually feel strongly due to handling of certain issues that there is a glibness present concerning all this indicating a knowledge of the situation with additional false information supplied by the rival dealer. And while numerous phonecalls were made to Gramps concering my alleged "masturbation" no phone call was made in this very unusual lease arangement. That is the final straw.
As for vigilantes who don't like retirees but like to destroy buses, Donny wanted me to point out to you that I was just saying to her to go ahead and invest and keep up with the other projects, that we dont need any thing but a little more food when she moves in and that this would help us understand the situations of others who dont have our resources. She wont be getting foodstamps, though if it takes much longer I might, as I qualify for them and I have been running about $20 short too many months of the year.
So I know that getting food stamps or having been tortured until your desired persona no longer existed means you can send whore to poison my air in your mind but the police not being interested in whore or rival dealer means I don't know anyone is a cop no matter what they wear or drive. Thats just how it is.
We wouldn't have to house them at all if they were in jail.
On another note, all this time rival dealer's buddy Victor aka "Uncle Bo" never told them he was "Uncle Bo" and he has been participating in all of this but not wanting anyone to know our relationship. Something clicked in my mind when he didn't come help me move when I had sublet one of rival dealer's apartments, the one my cousin was in, the cousin rival dealer entrapped. And Bill Oeding has never had any awareness of Gramp's investments or properties though he likes to tell people what is and isn't true.
*rival dealer was furious when my cousin found someone to sub let, even more so when he saw it was me. He tried to deny the situation but as his father still owned the business he had to make hollow excuses that were too thin and were seen through. I suspect he wanted cousin out for being goody two shoes (the magyar wanted to know what would happen if one of them attended the business school they cater to, well they already knew they just wanted to see it and to say this person did this and this person did that about it) though rival dealer usually doesn't do is bad stuff in his own buildings (though this one had a big datura bush in a planter outside) and likes to use the buildings that belong to that fool old man who doesn't know anything (who Victor never knew was Gramps either, though when I was little sometimes he talked to me about it and one time he had to call on a tenant while I was with him)*
