The worst kind of criminal. Victimization of your own children. At any and every expense necessary. Utilization of Department of Defense classified technology to cut off the mother of his children's technology. The installation refusing to acknowledge me now on 3 occasions. Calling and speaking with their public affairs office. Over child abuse, neglect, endangerment? "We'll investigate and get back in a week". Nothing. His UCMJ regulations giving zero tolerance policy for marijuana? My attorney saying "he can have weed pipe if he wants one". Well this DoD installation is now complicit in child abuse, neglect and endangerment. Their employee with a hellfire missile under his finger can smoke all the weed he wants. But hell if he's going to be allowed to take my children. Til the bitter end "Buddy Boy" as mommy says. DoD...come find me. Or every agency in America will be who you answer to for allowing child abuse. Shame on all of you. Do sleep well, snug in bed with your children tonight. Or answer the mail and do the right thing. Your hellfire employee needs to be enjoying his favorite fall color. As they say...show me the evidence. Whatcha want? IP addresses, Gmail "queuing", physical witnesses...oh plenty of those. Hidden Z:// on my computer. A couple spare Linksys Century Link modem routers hooked up in my home after first bunch April 2020? Direct WiFi, Indirect WiFi, Samsung UI Home, false Chrome profiles...I know what you want? Here's something fun...wait for it....I have a local computer repair specialist who confirms your hellfire employee at your department of defense installation during entire work days. Here's a cool one to understand. Mr. Hellfires phone has a GPS receiver. My HP Envy does not. Shows your installation folks. Only yours. Now whatcha got for me? Did ya hang up that Government Root Authority security certificate on your wall? With the others the freakshow ex brought through your installation gates? Any chance that's impacting my access to base? Now there might be another obstruction. Now let's sit down like adults sometime and negotiate huh? Outside the installation, where you can't put M-16 carrying security forces behind me. As a show of force? Are you effing kidding me? Seen someone hurt their own kids to target you? I can survive anything you chuck at me...calm, collected...with grace and ease. In my makeup, with high heels and my nails painted. Bring it? I dare you. Just a registered pharmacist right? Do sleep well with your children tonight. I'll sleep dreaming of happiness with mine...across the state line. Where my stolen shotgun won't accidentally go off and make me a chalkline. Good on ya folks. Aim High
