They Waged War Against US - Charlotte

 

 

 

I have some of the best (used non wifi) cameras and I bet I couldn't capture such a good photo than what my dad did back in 1964.  This is from a nothing camera, disposable I think. Everything my father touched, improved. 

 

       On with it then. 

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2. The catholic church is a murderous, criminal operation.

3. That being said, there were plenty of mothers & older sisters of my childhood who were also exposed to the same man hating propaganda; and yet they didn't abuse their little brothers or sons. . My sisters were 10 and 8 years older than me. I went through most of my life terrified of women because of them.

4. My life was destroyed and not one of them spoke up to my mother for rejecting me at birth or moving me to an open sewer to live out the most 'active' years of my childhood. They should have been, anyway. Instead I was among the first in the agenda 21 city, next to a body shop, across from 2 gas stations. 

   Charlotte, my other sisters had lifelong neighborhood bonds that I would end up never knowing in my lifetime. Forever, I would be the carpet bagger admiring their close relationships. They had no problem at all with that. I asked char to help me with the abuse. She said, “Me...? What can I do?” 

    Apparently, if you abuse a child early enough, they won't dare seek help on their own. It worked. They seemed to know a lot of things inherently. 
   

My 16 year old HS sister could not help her 8 year old brother with sibling abuse, by essentially an adult. This went on past when Carol was 18. My sisters and mother threw my father and I under the bus.

Very sorry for the formatting not working well at all really. . Think it took one too many 'updates'.

               Carol w/ her claws out.. The non twin was my only hope. Of course that hope was misguided. Not one comes before the female hive.

Most children of abuse don't make it my age. Knowing how great my dad was, I could have accomplished great things in this life. They didn't want that to happen. They didn't want me to be the great man my father was.

I see videos of mother animals online & don't even see any rejection of offspring. I don't take any joy in any of it. They were a criminal syndicate of sorts. Changing the bene on my dad's life insurance. My dad left my mom a paid off home, money in the bank and a pension. 

 

 For a WWII bronze star recipient, and child of the depression, my dad had his sense of humor fully intact.  I am a terrible father myself, by the way.

My mother, their mother really.. sold the home & bought a fucking worthless double wide that she put among regular HOMES. My mother had to be insane. The double wide continues to plummet in value  along with the surrounding homes, while my dad's home is obviously doing much better. My mother wanted me to see this hatred right where it hurt me most, in the form of betrayal of my father even after his death.

Looking back, I was more than gracious at the time of her death. . I told my mother it was ok. I don't think there was any other choice really given her brain cancer. . Regardless, The social engineers hit the target with these 4. 

 

                   We are not people who believe in war. I was always proud of his courage in the face of the draft.  We have the internet now. We know better.

I ended up meeting other abused children. Not a good match.  really wish I had older sisters like many I saw out there. Though I heard enough other wicked stories to know it just wasn't just my family later on anyway. These girls wanted to be first in the door of man hating.  They betrayed someone who kept making the mistake of doing the right thing. They destroyed his son, sold off what he had an invested it in dreck.  I wish this wasn't my life, or his. What a crime, having a son. 

I felt genuine love from my father, & his sister, my aunt Bess. That was all there was.

The war could not kill men like my dad, but the Jezebel spirit got a hold of many of them. 

amen

 

Sorry if the font is too big. Hard to tell on my set up.  Don't know why it started numbering things there.  

 Not very fond of tech. I prefer people. The Italians on my father's side, when I was a child, was what I always pined for.  Then they started dying before I had a chance to love them on my own volition. . free at last as an adult. 

            Guess I was too cowardly to jump. 

Looking back, I realized I should have been lawless. She left me feral, but lawless might have got me sent back to live w/ my dad, the end.

Just saved this pic & could not remember many of the tags, but hell will always work w/ this 'property'. It has become a manifestation of  all I hate in the world. 

The twins slept in the middle br & my mother & charlotte slept in the front one. This strikes me as strange since Charlottee was 15 I think. I guess it's a female thing?

Should have jumped. I was alone in the back.  Got to whiff the body shop chemicals on the regular. Love you too mom.  Also had the added advantage of living where some of my classmates fathers owned businesses.  Thanks mom. You humiliated my father & I. 

I have too many pix of my dad with his hands dirty or in the war costume. So, here is one of him having a gentleman's night out with his troubled son. 

My dad was my treasure & they took those years from us forever.  He worried about me all the time in that house, alone with them. They put needles in the carpet so I would not run in the house, upstairs. 

They wouldn't put the needles down stairs bc one of the many men who came through for my 3 sisters would have noticed for sure. Any male of adult breeding age could see I was living with crazy, abusive women &  they did. 

A lot of folks my age had great childhoods in the 60's. I envy that.  Good for them. 

They don't make them like this anymore. They're degrading the species, intentionally of course.  My dad is second from left. Priest is their cousin from Italy and the three other gents are my two uncles and my dad's best friend to the far left. 

Proud to have known such a man from that generation. He had such strength & character. And I want you to know dad, that the second I realized ac/dc highway to hell was much more than a stage show, I flipped back into who I was supposed to be. I tried to be bad for I guess 5 years there. Never stuck  Tried smoking. Couldn't do that for very long even.  

 And the wine is no longer a thing. Though I quit right after I bought a ton of it. lolz Isn't that how it usually works. It was like, .. why am I hauling this stuff that I know is making me sick. its poison.  I was never a drinker outside of this recent episode and that stretch in my youth. Other than that, you'd never see me drunk or even drinking. That is what should be illegal. 

I did not enjoy dating drinkers, over the long term. I guess that makes me a square. I thought it best I retire from something I'm obviously terrible at, and the reasons why have long been obvious. 

I was beat down so bad, that my father & them had to PUSH me into dating. Not sure I ever liked it. Some women, like my mom 7 sisters, can cure a man of women; and in many cases the first instinct is the best or rather the instinct of the boy.  

I'm not talking about gov. school boys If your child still goes to the camps, heaven help them.  They always said I was a bad parent. Sometimes being a parent means you have to make a lot of difficult choices.