To Repeat.

Sorry to repeat this. But I plan to repeat it for the rest of my life too. The police. If they were dealing with a criminal who shouldn't be driving. A criminal driving with no insurance or a suspended license, both of which are felonies in Michigan. They'd respect his space. Or just no license, like the lady next door about 15 years ago. Or a horrible record, or a drunk driving offense or outstanding warrants for their arrest. They respect his space, leave him along, let him be. They'd think none of that was any of their business. And they'd think about taking away his license. What a catastrophic effect that would have on his life. How would he get to work? How would he get to his doctors? How would he live his life? They'd worry about that last one too. And they'd not get involved. But not with me. They harassed me, followed me around and let me know they were, tried to take away my license and then told me that. Making my life a living hell for over 20 years. Until that guard was killed at that pharmacy on Schaefer Ave. And all the while secretly damaging me with those horrible drugs, forever altering the course of my life, and endangering that and other rights. Even though I had a valid license, good insurance, a well-maintained car and no criminal record. Obviously because I have such a low status in their eyes. A status even lower that a felon. They seem to think they get personal with me, in fact way too personal, in a way they'd get with no one. At least no one they gave the same status and worth they'd give to other human beings. And now it still continues, it's only getting worse, my physical symptoms remain and may even be getting worse, nothing is being done. And I'll never know when this is over. Never know even if someone proved to me beyond a reasonable doubt that it was. Because I have no legal status or access to the legal system either. Forms can be fake, affidavits can be false, contracts can be bogus. And everyone I reach out to for help just has to play along. How would they like if someone did that to them? Perhaps when they got older. Or maybe did it to a loved one in that situation? Maybe if there really is such a thing as karma someone will some day.

And I really want to look into that unequal treatment of me. By the police, by the court and Eric too frankly. That they think so little of me, that I have so little value and unequal status, that they could take my property, like with my car. Harm me medically, when you're not allowed to do that the worse felons serving life sentences. Follow me around, like have no fourth amendment rights. Deny me all access to the legal system and legal status, having me sign fake forms and false affidavits, when they would otherwise never be allowed or acceptable. And keep me in the dark and keep it all a secret from me, like you would a small child. For an urgent reason or emergency, one that has lasted 15 years, if not longer. I think 1992, as I said. This and all the abuse I have received since I was a child. And all the other examples too, where people just don't follow their own rules. Because they don't think they apply to them, or that they don't apply to me for some reason.

We have to look into all that. Why they view me differently. What group or category they put me in. And why they think I'm lower than the lowest criminal when I've never been in trouble with the law and am just trying to live my life. Like I have been since I was that little handicapped boy to ugly too beg.