And in another week I should be 95% immune to the virus, covid-19, at least the version before all the mutations. Now I need my glasses changed for better bifocals and an end to the asthma that has dogged me for years. I’m better. I’m getting there. Thanks to all my friends and family for the good wishes and staying in touch.
Such as this:
Yes, this is the go-to magistrate if you want something crooked done, like keeping an assault and battery victim from getting protection in court after he got battered in his own yard by a thug named John “Cockroach” Kisiah. Check out Juliana’s FB. She says she lives in New York City, but she really lives in an Asheville slum. She also holds herself out as a lawyer which she definitively, being illiterate at law, is not.
Since I posted some photos off her FB, she has removed most of the naughty photos. After all, shouldn’t a Buncombe County magistrate project an image of someone who is honorable, respectable, and judicious, instead of the image of a trollop?
Check out her reputation at Mylife.com under the name “Juliana Bernadette Schmitt.” Last time I saw it, it was in the pits.
And here, after considerable dissipation as an Obama groupie, is what she looks like now:
Just in case you wonder, the men of EAA 309 got led into thievery by an evil woman, Rosaly Donner McIntosh, who has a history of thievery herself, federal mail fraud, federal wire fraud, lying under oath, shoplifting, leaving a restaurant without paying her bill, and lying to law-enforcement officers with intent to commit malicious prosecution .
McIntosh owned the hangar and told John C. Garabedian, Holliday Obrecht, Jim Hall, and others the Super Cub project belonged to her husband who had just died. (In fact, her husband, Carl Roy McIntosh, had died in 2001, almost 17 years ago.) So they believed, or so they said, she had the authority to donate this rare vintage aircraft to them, although everyone at KFQD Rutherford County Airport knew when Carl McIntosh died and that his widow had been a widow for almost two decades. So Chapter 309 EAA did steal the Super Cub project and it was difficult getting them to agree to give it back to the true owner. And yes, they agreed to give it back but didn’t. Greed is so compelling. The whole crowd at Ch. 309 is infested with either psychopaths or sociopaths like Johnnie Garabedian, Jim Hall, and Holliday Obrecht, the thieves who took the PA-18 to begin with and had ample notice that it did not belong to Rosaly McIntosh.
If you’ll notice the internet link to Google Groups is no longer any good and that is because the scoundrels at EAA Ch. 309 in Charlotte took it from public to private. And now they have scrubbed it altogether. They did not want you to know just what a gang of thieving scoundrels they really are.
Notice that photo no. 3 shows a part of the frame of my English Wheel. It is yellow. What a band of thieves!
The jerks at Topix refuse to publish this truth, while the bastard Cullen Anderson slanders me daily.
How about this official record of driving drunk and on the wrong side of the road on a heavily traveled highway? You pled guilty, and did 7 days in jail: Anderson, Cullen Gregory in 2014 right after Christmas, 2013. Documents and mugshots coming soon to the blog.
Costs were a whopping fine and $290 in court costs, plus what you paid the Minick Law Firm to represent you in front of a District Court Judge, and ADA Nickie Benjamin prosecuting you. Looks like you were out over $5,000 and no driver license for at least a year. No wonder you’re pissed at lawyers, but you were the villain in all of this. Did that 7 days in the pokey dry you out a little? Well, it didn’t stick.
Do a search on “Anderson,Cullen,Gregory ” [in quotes]
History repeated itself this Christmas because a few days before the 25th, you were raving drunk at J&S Cafeteria in Oakley. A bunch of us saw you making a fool of yourself. You bought a takeout, staggered out, and got into your car and drove away. I was in a hurry to get a hot meal to a sick person or I would have gotten videos of the spectacle. And yes, I should have called and reported a DWI because you would have blown a .25 like you did in 2013. Oh, wait! Maybe somebody did call the cops.
YOU COULD HAVE KILLED SOMEBODY! You filthy sot.
And all that bluster and taunting you did to Cecil Bothwell about his DWI!
Anderson Cullen Gregory, 21 OAKMONT DR, FAIRVIEW NC 28730 – DUI/DWI – 12-02-2013
And here is the post:
Brownie Newman, Chair Bunc Cy Board of Commissioners
Nepotism! Another of Our Slick Services Here in Buncombe
Bring your brothers, your sisters, sons, husbands, wives, cousins, everyone of blood kin for employment here in Buncombe County! For example, high-dollar employee, Wanda Greene, ($300,000+) had her needy sister and crafty son working for us and they had a grand old time with their hands in the pockets of the taxpayers. Nepotism may not promote honesty or hard work, but it does promote great graft and the politics that goes along with it and that’s what me and David Gankk always perfered. So if you work for our political machine at BCSD, in the courthouse, as a screwlteacher, or in our huge property tax office staffed with borned preditors, or in any one of our nepotistical Buncombe County agencies (good for votes!), we’ll pervide your kin folks with lucerative slots too and we’ll have a big family incest ortgy of doling out the taxpayers’ loot togither. Bye the way we have the best judges money can buy. Come see us about buying a judge for your next action in the courthouse! And I have good news for you if your good at our breed of chitcannery and kleptockracy (fraud, waste, and abuse of the taxpayers’ dollars)– property taxes are going up again!!!
Here’s more shadow bans by Topix of Palo Alto, CA:
And here is the post, which no one can see (but the person who wrote it):
And here is more shadow-banned material, from 1/7/2018:
The topic is “Wanda greene”(sic). The message banned would have been #5.
Disgusting in every facet, Greene most of all, but also include those that received huge sums of money knowing in their hearts this was not right (think = Van Duncan an elected official who received a retention bonus….go figure). County Commissioners solidly displayed they were either complicit or incompetent and either way need to step down and be replaced. The list goes on. Who will go to prison for this? I’m betting Wanda Greene will serve time. [close quote]
Now that there’s an objective US Attorney who is not a Democrat, maybe the investigation will produce indictments.
I just learned a little more of the incest that goes on in Buncombe government. Greene’s sister**, Peggy Hughes, works in Van Duncan’s ID bureau and boys is she ever a liar and a crook! If you go to her requesting the forms to fill out for a concealed carry license, she will crawl up a tree backwards lying to you why you can’t have them. They’re public records, folks. They are there for the benefit of the public and you paid for them and are entitled to see them, although she says you’re not until you’ve passed the course in firearms safety.
In addition all the women “manning” that office will lie to you about mugshots. They claim they only have mugshots of felons there, but if you look at the sheriff’s mugshots online you’ll see them for everyone, felon and misdemeanant alike (except for some criminals like Cullen Anderson who happen to be Van’s lapdogs). And if you happen to be a critic of our crooked little fat sheriff*, they will line you up and snap a mugshot on you and publish it on the internet for such heinous crimes as jaywalking or for exercising your right to exercise freedom of speech.
And isn’t it odd that the minute you ask a question that makes one of these blabby know-it-all women uncomfortable she’ll demand your driver’s license and run to the back with it and take her time while you stand there like a knot on a log waiting 15 minutes wondering why she took it to begin with.
I remember some of the corruption when Lawrence Brown was sheriff, and yes, Harry P. Clay went corrupt too, and then Thomas Morrissey, rotten as roadkill, a knee-walking drunk, and used the women’s jail for his personal brothel. Believe me, Van Duncan is corrupt and he fosters corruption and surrounds himself with crooked, arrogant, dishonest people. He’s no better than his corrupt predecessors.
*crooked little fat incompetent sheriff
**Greene’s other sister still works for the county, in accounts payable. Her name is Irene Wolfe. So I’m concluding that Greene’s two sisters are Irene Skillington Wolfe, and Peggy Skillington Hughes, both of them employed with Buncombe County.
Offense Code Description Statute
Then there’s this whiny post he apparently wrote in Topix last night:
Willard Hartsock,Asheville, NC
Me and Elaine sponsered a trail here in the Smokies you can see our ad with me.. the little short feller with the pot belly and Elaine posing on the trail by the sign on my Bill Hartsock Facebook… So this is what I get for being a good citazen and a authenic US Navy SEAL a confidicial informent to catch vilolent crimals… No good deeds goes unpunished !!! [close quote]
All the material about this felony arrest has been erased from Asheville Topix, due to Hartsock frantically emailing Topix to complain. But there’s hope!
You can bet your sweet biffy a lot of people will be glad when this inveterate scoundrel is hauled off to the crossbar hotel.
Here Willard and some unknown person are posing for one of Willard’s many narcissistic displays. The woman who sent me this photo remarked, “He’s an ugly little schlump with a big pot belly.
| Now what the dirty little skank is trying to do is make everyone believe the charges against him were dismissed. Yes, two counts were dismissed in exchange for his guilty plea and sentence for disposing of mortgaged property. Notice that Hartsock was represented by a hired attorney. That cost him an arm and a leg, as well as over $6,000 in restitution and court costs.
Fools rush in where angels fear to tread.
You can be sure this scandal is a big embarrassment to the Reels who have a good name in Marion, that a Reel daughter married this bum.
Try posting a comment to any of City Hall’s self-infatuated deceptive blog entries. Was the comment published? It doesn’t make any difference what you write. It won’t be published. Same goes for Asheville’s Twitter and Asheville’s Facebook. However, if you grovel at the Twitter site and at Asheville’s Facebook, you might get published. If it is criticism, it will be whitewashed, no matter how constructive the criticism is.
If you twit our twit mayor – @esthermanheimer – you’ll be blocked unless you grovel at her feet and speak worshipful sycophant things to her. You can see on my blog below where she has blocked me. I approached her after she flipflopped on her short-term rental stance. She’s now in bed with AirBnB and its pals on city council, Cecil Bothwell, Keith Young, and Brian Haynes. Of course, it doesn’t make that much difference, does it?: Asheville corruptly pretends to enforce the ordinances against short-term rentals, but does not. Asheville is just another little Tammany Hall and its sleazy little city manager, Gary Jackson, another Boss Tweed. A few people on city council want Gary Jackson gone (and Gary is a real sleazebag), but they are NOT the majority, who are just as corrupt and decadent as Gary is. Remember who they are, and keep the memory, for next election when we can dump them.
Here is a comment I just made today, 6/24/2017. Let’s see if the moderator OK’d it. Betcha $100 to a nickel it will not make it. I’ll come back later with more:
Did you get a good look at that photo – two women, a doggie, and a child on a bike with training wheels in the street with a truck headed their way, and NO sidewalks! Folks, this is what you call disinformation, or fake news.
Nobody would be stupid enough to walk in the middle of a city street in Asheville unless it’s a cul-de-sac. And why? Because the traffic is typically anti-pedestrian and often vicious.
Our street is dangerous like that and when kids walk or bike it they are ready to leap for the bushes when a car or truck approaches. I am too. I see motorists typically driving 35 and sometimes 50mph+ on this street when the speed limit should be enforced at 15 mph, the way it is on Wyoming, the street Kenilworth Park is on, just a few blocks down the street from here. You never see cops here unless they creep in to do something sadistic or speed in to chase an inmate of the halfway house up the street, or engage in some form of dirty revenge politics like elder abuse against one of their critics, or pretend by zooming in with 3 cruisers and 5 uniformed officers that they’re protecting a false-pretending drama queen who has misused the 911 emergency caller line. Our cops love to make unfounded calls based on false allegations.
But traffic calming is beneath our city police.
Here’s another comment at an article on the coablog about affordable housing in Asheville. You’ll never find this comment there because city hall is not into the transparency of allowing citizens of Asheville to make comments:
I want you to see this corrupt cop document, and I also want to fill you in on how APD does its dirty business with the filthiest of filthy politics:
Incident_17010367You can be sure that this document has been tampered with since Saturday, 29 April 2017, that it oozes with malevolence and dishonesty, and that it was designed to give me hell converting it to a JPG to post on this page. Note the misspelling “Kisioh.” That’s most likely to flummox a search if someone in their dirty officialdom enters his real name “Kisiah” for a search in police records. Or the bad Kisiah seed has a driver’s license in that name. Cops are such devious critters. Don’t bother searching “Kisioh.” Don’t google it because there’s NOTHING there. I already tried. More lying by corrupt cops.
No telling what the APD thugs have in their secret dossiers on me. Lots of arrests on false, malicious, and frivolous charges can be found. NO CONVICTIONS! But they keep trying and in this case they have tried to reverse the roles and make the perps into the victims, and me –the victim– into a perp. So many cops, so many sleazebags. Beware! And don’t expect your cops or your public officials to be honest. The little skank who runs the city — Gary Jackson, brought here after he was fired from Fort Worth, Texas for acts of moral turpitude –is crookeder than a bucketful of pit vipers.
I want to thank the chief resident superior court judge, the smirking asshole, Alan “Little Lacy” Thornburg, for appointing that filthy little slut a magistrate. Thanks, Little Lacy! You polished turd.
Notice how Mad Martha lies, says she is a schoolteacher for Governor Morland School. It’s Governor Morehead School, if you want it spelled correctly, Shope.
Nope. She doesn’t work there. She got kicked out of that organization of thieving scammers who steal from the taxpayers years ago. No telling how many outrageous lies that filthy old whore told redneck Brandon Shope. I have watched her. She knows how to work a man, especially a stupid one like Shope.
Now the cop, Brandon Shope, who came to my house after I called 911, first took my statement before going across the street to hear two sets of lies from the two hags — Martha Grist at 200 Aurora and Vanessa Bell, up the street at 202 Aurora, house owned by Hedy Fischer. These two tag-team accomplices by some miraculous coincidence happened to have been watching Kisiah do his violence from their homes, behind the safety of their windows.
Yes, a skell by the name, John Kisiah, (a rainbow family hippy as described by Brandon Shope) — here’s his FB: https://www.facebook.com/john.caterpiller — came into my yard and attacked me when I stopped him from tearing down my sign in my yard. He was having trouble turning the screw on a C-clamp getting the sign unclamped from its moorings, and I watched for a second and then ran over to him from just a few feet away yelling, “Get away from that!”
Meanwhile, Martha Grist had emerged and was standing on her stoop grinning like a jackass eating cactus. She had hired him to do it.
He wouldn’t stop so I whacked him a couple of times with some long-handled loppers I was using to trim in the yard, but he kept on. I tried to avoid hitting him in the head, but now I think I should have really let him have it right across his mug. The next thing I knew he pummeled me with both of his arms and hands, knocked the breath out of me, and knocked me down.
Kisiah was earlier in the day able to climb like a cat on Mad Martha’s roof. He was born in 1962 and I was born in 1944 so I did not have the physical prowess to defend myself against him. I should have been carrying an equalizer with a blade or a trigger.
So he tore up the sign and jumped into his gray Chevy van with the rack on top and yelled “You’re a dead man” as he waved the paper sign at me and smirked. He turned his wheels in my direction. I picked up a couple of big rocks while I’m still trying to get my breath. And, you know, I don’t know WHAT happened to the rock that I threw at him, but he quickly drove away with my sign.
OK, so that is what?, on a peaceful balmy Saturday afternoon here in Kenilworth which purports to be civilized, at least 4 crimes he has committed here on my turf: assault and battery, trespassing, damage to property, and a death threat. And no doubt in my mind: a criminal conspiracy with Mad Martha Grist. He is her yard boy, houseboy, and gutter cleaner, plus whatever other services he performs for her behind closed doors.
So the first big lie by Brandon Shope is “simple assault.” An assault is merely putting someone in fear of immediate bodily harm. An assault does not mean bodily contact. That is a battery. I was battered and I’m still sore. Still sore today, 5/6/2017, and getting ready to go to the emergency room, and having trouble getting my breath because of the deep pain in my rib cage, and an injured back that Alleve won’t help.
So the cop lied when he said there were no injuries, and I showed him where the creep scratched the blood out of my left hand. He told me to take a photo of it, which I did as he watched, saying that the photo would be time-stamped as evidence.
Then Shope leaves out all the other offenses from his report. This dirty cop’s story gets thicker and sleazier as it unfolds, while other cops like Jonathan Brown and Quentin Miller later covered for Shope. Miller had the gall to tell me that Shope had called the magistrate, “…but he didn’t tell her not to give you a warrant.” Yes, he did, you lying shitbird. She said so.
After I told Shope how I was attacked and my property destroyed in my own yard by a man who worked for Mad Martha Grist, he went over there and spent 10 or 15 minutes. And you can be sure since she is a prodigious and notorious liar, and will lie under oath without a worry in the world, that she filled his head full of lies…and canoodled him. She’s good at it. She’s tried it with me, over and over again since she first slithered onto this street sometime around 2005.
Then the old canoodler sent Shope to see the angry old hag, Vanessa Bell, Grist’s next-door neighbor who also happened, by a fortuitous coincidence, to have been watching the violence from inside her home where she just happened to have been peering out to the locus in quo when the violence began.
Isn’t it strange that Vanessa Bell does not appear on the police report? Or that when Shope came back to see me his attitude had grown dark, foreboding, unfriendly?
Shope handed me a tiny slip of paper with the name, John Kisiah, on it and his birthday, 9/13/62. He also wrote: “report #17-010367” and said “You can get a copy of it as soon as I have filed it.”
I’m going to show you a photo of it here on this page.
Then the sorry sonofabitch told me he would do nothing further. “You can go to the magistrate’s office and swear out a warrant.”
“Does Kisiah have a record?” I asked. And Shope said that he did not. But I guarantee you that he does. Noncriminals don’t do the things that Kisiah did.
So about 30 minutes later, I got a ride to the magistrate’s office in downtown Asheville at the jail they call the detention center where so many people suffer mysterious deaths. As soon as I got buzzed in, the scowling young woman who was seated there without a nameplate had already been tipped off, she said, by Brandon Shope. I couldn’t even tell her what happened. She wouldn’t let me. The only thing she asked me about: “Did you have a sign in your yard? What did it say?” Yeah, she’s one of those wacky millenials who does not believe in freedom of speech or the Bill of Rights. And is pea-brained. And believes just anybody should be able to trespass in your yard and tear it down. Here is the sign. Do you see anything illegal about it?
“I have already heard all I need to know about this, so I am denying you a warrant,” the magistrate said. (She would not give me her name). — But I know it now: Juliana Schmitt — “The officer told me not to give you a warrant.” I tried to speak again and she stopped me with her angry gestures rife with ” Shut up or I’ll hold you in CONTEMPT!,” so all I could do was turn around and walk out the door.
John Kisiah, Ray Kisiah’s son, the Rainbow Family hippy:
You can also read about this creep in Usenet (Google Groups) where he posts about Rainbow things, such as: “to all family please bring american spirit tobacco to the world gathering in austrialia . love kat-o-pillar”
He has couch-surfing pages too where he tells about how many places where he has squatted all over the world. And if you believe what he tells you, you’ll believe anything.
And in alt.gathering.rainbow, the parasite, John Kisiah, posts this message, begging for cash: “Note, Australian hippies DO NOT recommend that people arrive via Brisbane, Queensland, due to the fact that Queensland in general and Brisbane in particular is VERY STRICT on searching for contraband [like the fave illegal drugs of the rainbows: psilocybin mushrooms, LSD, methamphetamines, and concentrated cannabis oil, all felonies] AND meeting financial requirements for entry (AUD1000 per month); instead, they DO recommend that everyone arrive via Sydney, even though it is actually MUCH further away from Tenterfield than Brisbane is.
On a related note, be advised that tobacco is VERY expensive in Australia, and organic tobacco is virtually illegal (due to unauthorized production); so, BRING your full tobacco allowance, preferably organic American Spirit, whether you smoke or not. Also, many more sage [smudge*] sticks are needed here. Organic tobacco and sage sticks may be traded for whatever you may need here.
BTW, Katopiller is now recieving donations of any kind at:
c/o General Delivery
Tenterfield NSW 2372
*Sage smudge sticks are some kind of incense these idiot hippies burn while uttering incantations and prayers to “purify” their auras: http://www.beliefnet.com/columnists/freshliving/2009/07/how-to-cleanse-your-home-with-sage.html
Here is something fairly recent about our dopehead, John Alexander Kisiah:
Charge 1: Possess Marij Paraphernalia Charging County: Buncombe, NC Charge Date: 02/22/2016
Charge 2: Possess Marijuana Up To 1/2 Oz Charging County: Buncombe, NC Charge Date: 02/22/2016
We have detected that John Alexander Kisiah, a resident of Asheville, North Carolina has been charged by Buncombe County, with charges of Possess Marij Paraphernalia and Possess Marijuana Up To 1/2 Oz.
Full Name: John Alexander Kisiah
Address: 10 Woodbury Rd
Zip Code: 28804
Date of Birth: 09/xx/1962 [9/13/1962]
Charging County: Buncombe County, North Carolina
Case Number: 2016CR 001601
Charge: Possess Marij Paraphernalia
Charge Date: 02/22/2016
Case Number: 2016CR 001601
Charge: Possess Marijuana Up To 1/2 Oz
Charge Date: 02/22/2016 [end]
The reason why the toilet clogged? It has a Rube Goldberg pump to get solid waste up to the sewer line which is 10 ft. higher than the crapper. This is the kind of mess you get into when you violate the building code and go ahead and do major construction work on a house without applying for a building permit — violation of which is a crime in NC.
But then I have already established that she commits a crime every day that she rents this fleabag motel by the night. While sleazebag city manager, Gary Jackson, does nothing she is violating an ordinance with a $500 per day fine.
Mad Martha says she keeps a toilet plunger just outside the exit door. If I were renting a motel room from the amoral old hag like Mad Martha, wouldn’t that be a red flag to see a toilet plunger in such an obtrusive place, sticking out like a sore thumb? And a sign that says: “Just in case the toilet runs over and shit spills out all over the bathroom and kitchen floor.”
Back before Martha Grist installed the “shit pump” on the toilet, she was running the sewer from that commode into a creek behind her house. I saw the pipe. I saw Dale Owen Shaffer watch as Martha Grist flushed the commode, to see that the pipe was working.
Shortly I made photos of sewerage, tampons, toilet paper, used Kotex, and other hazardous materials draining down toward Kenilworth Rd. and showed the pictures of all this odious mess to MSD. They did nothing but try to lay it on a homeless person camping in the woods. Only, nobody ever camps back there in that hellhole.
____________________ “So nice. I can flip my cigarette butts into the neighbors’s yards.”
—- latest illegal tenant, B Gross, from Michigan in a grey Chevy with vanity plate ‘B GROSS.’ 10:30 a. m., 4/25/2017
Here is Martha’s illegal stove in the apartment she rents by the night as a homestay:
Now she has removed this photo from the pictures at her AirBnB site and substituted a photo without the stove. You can surmise that the stove was either temporarily moved from the kitchen to a storage area in the basement by her houseboy John Kisiah and then put right back where it was, or it’s in a basement storage area near Martha’s furnace. Two weeks ago, the stove was still on Martha’s AirBnB site.
Which brings me to an email I just recently received from Diane Darcy Meek, the temporary director of Development Services [i. e., Diane Darcy is in charge of zoning (non)enforcement] —
I am following up on your complaint about the use of the property at 200 Aurora Drive. You are correct that the Owner is in possession on an active Homestay permit for the property.
Our staff reviewed the advertisement and the operation appears to be in compliance with the homestay regulations under which her permit was issued. The advertisement shows a private area that seems to (judging from the pictures) match the approved floorplan on file with the Permit. The original permit application provided fully sufficient proof that Ms. Grist is a full time resident of the property (more forms of proof of residency were submitted than even required). We don’t have any reason to doubt her residency in the home.
Thank you for bringing this to our attention.
Isn’t it cute how Diane twists and tortures the facts and ordinance to put Ms. Martha Grist in compliance with the Homestay Ordinance?
I have furnished the city with irrefutable evidence she has a separate apartment with separate entrance, and a security code keylock. The apartment has a full kitchen, which until recently she has been advertising as such. Martha often has tenants in the apartment while she is off in her black Prius traveling. This is NOT a homestay. The old red Kia Spectra in the yard is a prop, a fraud. Martha keeps an “AIRBNB” with arrow sign in the yard so that when tenants arrive at the premises when she is off on one of her jaunts, the tenants know the twists and turns to get to their STR. In Martha’s amoral mind, (and in Diane Meeks’s defective mind as well) rules are meant to be broken.