Good morning. (Scrolled back up for footnote.):
Attn: Administrators or to whom it may concern:
As stated below, this was the third time for an introduction and it's been a couple/few hours. There is a lot going on and being new to this site; if I happened to have broken or come close to not following any rules or guidelines, I apologize now. It was not my intention.
Thank you…
Also, I realize I am rambling…more upset and excited than angry. However, in this introduction, I have attached a couple of pdfs of short introductions written for undergrads interested in the Political Sociology major I ended up so involved in.
It's much different than many…especially Political Science.
And my professor, I won't mention names, was very hard but one of the best men I've ever known…
Even at the introduction of each class-new quarter, he would be up front with each class giving HIS guidelines and expectations etc…from students, and if they couldn't accept them, they were free to leave…but a couple of his included…
'…first of all, I don't care how much effort you put into anything; I don't give out 'A's' (4. etc.); so don't expect it. And second, it is a REQUIREMENT, from each and every student in all of my sociology classes (unless you speak to me privately and have a valid reason); for each and every one of you to bring in at minimum TWO cans etc. per week of non-perishable foods to donate…'
We ended up not only student - professor/mentor, but friends…still today.
The attached are copies, but I do have the rights to them. Feel free to use any of the information but please let me know if you do (and remember, this has been a while ago).
Believe it or not, I think almost three hours have gone by and two times I tried to write a short introduction, however, I continue going on a run and specifics of my life story keep coming out.
I'm truly sorry.
As I said, I've been trying for hours now to come up with something. I don't even remember how I found this site. Looking at other tabs, and considering the situation I am in: I believe my search keywords, to begin with were: koeller indiana sovereign citizens
and I came across this site.
My story is long, but in this third attempt, I will not get into specifics, you'll just have to 'trust' me when I say I think I've found the right place.
In short, I studied, in college anyway, approx.: 7 full time years studying Political Sociology (all forms of gov't. and the effects on their people, as well as poverty and hunger, corruption, capitalism…and an emphasis on the writings and thoughts of Marx/Engel's…not just their opinion on Capitalism when all excepted it, but means/modes of production etc.).
I worked as a writer/designer for a couple of decades; tried to get the word out on people's rights, law, government corruption, mainstream media etc. without preaching or guiding…just trying to get people to expand their horizons…be critical thinkers.
I tend to think along the lines of: Chomsky and Zinn etc.
As of recent, I have lost everything. Was forced to go on disability, apply anyway about 10 years ago; as well, loss of relatives etc. was forced to move back to this far right wing neocon state of Indiana.
I was and still am very sick. More-so now than before thanks to this healthcare system…especially local/state politics.
I have no relatives left, no friends left. Just me and my cat.
I've been through it all and question everything. I am a non-conformist, but I don't believe in being radical unless all else fails.
In short, it took over four years for this state to get me on disability. My lawyer sucked and got next to nothing for back pay.
My credit had been compromised; and my reports are total shit…they used to be spotless/perfect before all of this.
So bad, about three years ago when I finally got on disability, I tried to get an apartment…something, but my credit was too bad, so I was forced to live and go from hotel to hotel for the last two years which left me broke.
I finally found an apartment in April, 2014 thinking GREAT, after all of these years, maybe I can breathe, get things done properly, better healthcare (since, I've ended up in a wheelchair, on O2 around the clock and many different meds); but just the opposite has happened.
Between identity being compromised; zombie debts, school loans from fraud collectors harrassing me, (when Sallie Mae dismissed all loans when I was found to be permanently disabled); the death of my last relative; good 'Ol Indiana and the Pence regime changing Medicaid guidelines to the point I was cut off everything in June/July 2014 except for a worthless medicare and premiums, and long term meds being taken away or cut off…whatever; I am literally ONE toe from being on the street.
I was recently diagnosed with other ailments including: Lung disease (no shit); rheumatoid arthritis…then a few months ago, after other specialists and tests: widespread myalgia/myofacial pain syndrome…last year the hotel I was staying at had a major bedbug/scabie infestation and I was bitten over 340 times…neurologists wanted blood work for blood borne ilness possibilities…blah blah
And shortly after the aforementioned…tests not looked at, new diagnosis, losing all medicaid and qualify for nothing…my primary care physician and pain specialist of over three years dumped me with the loss of medicaid and what I owed.
I've looked and tried everything literally. I even tried contacting Zoeller, the states general attorney; HHS with Sebellius out and Burwell in (spelling)…
I was in the Coast Guard for a short while (living in the Pac. Northwest decades ago, manic but turned on by coasties docking for the weekend, talking to them; telling me they were dept. of transportation and NOT DOD…blah blah.
I joined after much research and they assured me I would be back in Wa. state…I wanted to 'mann' those 44' motor lifeboats that do 360's in rough weather to SAVE PEOPLE!!
I joined but the wait was several months, so I went back to Indiana to visit what family I had left, worked some and waited. Got an early call there was a spot to get in early…Cape May around Nov. 1990, so I took it.
Got there and it was hell but I could do it. I was an ideal weight, off any meds; swam for years literally 1 to 2 miles per day (36-72 laps)…
then basic got crazier and crazier. I'd question everything, started falling into a deeper depression…had a mind of my own…blah blah, but was trying my best.
Then, the end of November or so was the icing on the cake.
A Commander came in to inform us any studies etc. would be put on hold indefinitely because of the Bush Regime 1's Persian Gulf War.
We were now considered DOD and would be one of the firs classes to go to Iraq and help with the Navy.
I froze, broke down. Couldn't move. I'm a pacifist. I didn't join to go to war and kill for corporate profit. I wanted to save people.
If anyone is my age, when…commercials, anything, did you ever hear of the Coast Guard being one of the services?
It was ALWAYS: ARMY, NAVY, AIR FORCE, MARINES…blah blah…
I went into a deep clinical depression to the point I could not even see straight or move.
Training was tougher…and YES, although not suppose to, in basic, some Commanders whatever, DO physical harm!
I saw a series of doctors etc. and because of high test scores and doing well etc. up to that point, I was given an HONORABLE DISCHARGE…No conditional in any way…
I never gave it a thought until decades later when I had been treated ongoing with mental/depression/schizophrenia and a back so screwed up I'm now in a wheelchair; of trying to get any kind of help through the VA.
I spoke with the VA and they said yes, you should be entitled to X%. 3 years went by and they basically said 'SCREW YOU!
I couldn't get a hefty bag to put my rotting corpse in before the dumpster.
And being politically aware and active, I know the truth versus half-truths and plain lies. Corruption etc.
During the day I looked for any help; by night, I studied and studied to the point, bypassing all of the aforementioned and watching documentaries like: Consent of the Governed; all types of globalization theories/facts, Agenda 21…all conspiracies, to the point I've resorted to the organic constitution, the act of 1871, Indiana state constitution, Common law, Black's Dictionary (law)…you name it.
After what I said, I don't think I need to go into more detail with administrators or members of this site. If you are what you say you are and what you talk about and represent…then you know where I could go with all of this.
I truly enjoy helping people. I've always been a giver. It might sound strange because many are just the opposite; but it TRULY makes me feel good to put/see a smile on someone else's face.
But all of this has gone too far, especially politically. And if there is ANY chance of my being able to use my talents to help anyone from any generation, on most any topic; I need to get better myself.
MAJOR ISSUES:
Indiana and health
Credit being compromised and ruined
Get out of here to a more liberal state or even out of the country…I don't know, as I said, I have no resources left literally.
GOOD EXAMPLE JUST YESTERDAY…DEC. 6TH, 2014
(and yes, I am familiar with licensing and public transportation, roads etc.)
I went online a few weeks ago to order my tags for the car before they expired.
I ordered them, took a screen shot, saved a pdf etc. showing it went through.
I waited and waited…no tags in the mail. Thought maybe holidays…who knows with the BMV.
Then finally, I was going to check online to see what the hold up was, but got my mail when coming in.
There was a letter from the BMV.
I opened it and it say's, 'The Bureau of Motor Vehicles (BMV) suspended your driving prviliages effective 12/04/2014 through for INSUFFICIENT FUNDS. Upon termination of this suspension, the BMV will send you a notice with information regarding reinstatement requirements…'
WHAT!!!???
THEN, I get a copy of my credit report and I've never seen anything like it! Stuff I have no clue how it got there or what it was. My credit, without getting any credit…I have no credit cards, no outstanding monthly bills etc. in about 8 months goes from an upper 600's to an average of 517! HOW? WHAT?
THEN…
I called the company who is supposed to maintain my Jazzy wheelchair because the batteries were dead. No charge.
They said they couldn't find my account. I told them again. They finally found it and said (paraphrasing), …your account is in collections, you have X dollars overdue…
I said 'WHAT!', and explained…
He said, Oh, we sent you a notice last year…when you received the chair…blah blah, although Medicare paid the 80%, good 'Ol IndyMedicaid did not cover the 20%!
I continued to bitch…it's not like I was in hiding, I was never notified. That damn chair was $5,000…where am I going to get 20% of that right now?..blah blah
So I called my PCP who'd just dumped me asking about the chair. They said they had no record of him ever ordering or okay'ing a chair for me…I was lost.
I finally found out, last year a hotel I was staying at for almost 9 months; had a new doctor in town living there temporarily and worked close by.
I asked my PCP if he'd add this doctor to my list of doctors since he was close should I not be able to contact him in an emergency…so my PCP added him.
THAT OTHER DOCTOR ORDERED MY CHAIR AMONGST OTHER THINGS, BUT I NEVER EVEN HAD AN OFFICE VISIT WITH HIM!
I can't remember his name, but remembered where he worked…'the mobile doctors out of chicago and here in Indy…'…
tried contacting them with no luck. After time, I find out the offices etc. were closed and they were accused of Medicare fraud.
Just my luck!!!
So I start looking for attorneys, new doctors…blah blah…I'm in a world of shit now…
I study and start writing professional validation letters to them.
I'm sorry. I'm lost. And that isn't even the beginning. In the beginning, I knew it would suck but I thought maybe a year or so to get on disability; then maybe a year or two to get healthy enough to be at least a part-time productive member of society again…
almost a decade later it's come down to this.
Any suggestions, or especially a pro bono attorney who can help me with these issues would be much appreciated. But I'm living day to day now…sometimes minute to minute.
I REFUSE to be a burden to society. The Peter Fynch quote from Network 1975 …'I'm a human being Goddamnit, my life has value!'
And if not, someone please contact me, I'll give you the information and if you have any compassion at all, you'll just send me a bottle of scotch and a loaded gun'.
Who would have known we would be around to see the complete deterioration of the American Family Unit.
Best of luck and love you all!
