Solitude

Dear Mr. Ford

I have waited to congratulate you on your election. You are the first politician save Vladimir Putin who serves the people who elected him.  I never expected to find this is Ontario. The constant waste
of funds perpetrated by previous governments. I have seen belt tightening even where I am forced to
breathe asbestos in Our walls. My understanding is it was installed five years after it was declared outlawed and found to be a cause of cancer. This building was for the disadvantaged and the great wisdom from on high was fuck em it is cheaper practically free I would imagine.

So, We have seen good strong works and clear and Truthful words come out of your mouth. We value this in a petty king.

To the point of this missive, justice in Ontario Canada is for sale and I can prove it using their own data but they have told me their dog at it. All I want is a clear and unredacted copy of what exactly and totally was spoken at my hearing at which I was not allowed to speak. I accuse the Your Regional police of persecuting me at the behest of my brother in law. Inherits millions of dollars with me out of the picture. A detective Leeech headed this prostitution of Justice. I was sentenced to three years in prison for a one second kiss. One of those years was for a crime with no complainant. The governments own psychiatric talent when he heard Our story said emphatically "There has been no crime happen here." And has admitted same in front of senior corrections executive. So corrections knows they have a fraudulent guilty verdict on its hands and does asll it can to keep it there. I would like a forensic accounting of detective leeches holdings. I accuse her and all concerned with polluting the name of justice in Canada.  I have read the law and restating a statute it Reads for a sexual purpose.
Prior to each and every assertion it reads thus. Tell me sir, how does one derive sexual purpose in a one second kiss no matter where on the body it is placed. I am not going to bore you with Our reasoning for the subject action. Suffice it to say it is available. I saw you call dead wood by its real name. We are of like mind in this sir. The Your Regional Police in my case and I am sure in others have taken to considering themselves playwrights. Inventing data although in total opposition to the
evidence they prepare a confession for the subject tortured individual. With the words sign this and you can go home today. Think of it sir 12 men have been beaten to death at Lindsay at which institution I was threatened with death if I told the Truth on a complaint form I had asked for. This is the warden and two of his more perverted henchmen. They took me into a room with no camera's.
Four of them.
And like an Indian rain dance they circled me ranting and chanting and one of their sneaky devils snuck up behind me nd punched me in the ear. I now must pay thousands of dollars to get Our hearing corrected. I am not asking for reimbursement of any kind at this juncture. I just want my hearing my day in court, so I can show the world the True of perversion available in Canadian justice, my data in full. It belongs to me and if they really have thrown it out, does this not speak to you sir?

We wrote the previous chief of police and your brother I offered them both an opportunity to be a hero or a chump. Not six months after their ignoring the True we offered them. Both took a sudden and not expected turn for the worse. Two attorneys general quit their posts after a wee note from Us. Even a pope. You may feel who is this insouciant disadvantaged individual think he is. We are Your long awaited King of kings sir. There is no word senior to Ours. This is the last Day, it has been going on for about five years now, another fifteen and We should be done. Our mandate from All Our God is fix IT. Not speak your truth and if they listen OK. We have none of that. Fix it is Our sworn duty. We need help so We offer you the same as We offered the pope. Complete capitulation to Our Rule or face an angry God. The nazi quit and the rapist is still hanging about waiting for Our arrival but your mother will not return to my arms until I make this matter clear. Did I steal innocence from a child? For my own perverted gain and cost to the child? not unlike the corrections personnel in charge of children be fucking a ten year old boy up the ass and this was all of the staff and all of their wards entrusted unto them. Not a thing shall remain hid. Sound Familiar. Like a thief in the night. But Our own sins we do Our best to hide. In Mimico there is a guard who has beaten two inmates to death with his bare hands and he is still employed. You have a lot of work ahead of you sir.

We will see thy response by Our results.

Blake Cushing Rex: 02