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I just got a bill in the mail today from the Detroit Water and Sewerage Department. They say I owe them over $350. Even though I should be paid well into the black with them, in fact. And even though I sent them, and the ombudsman of Detroit, a post card recently explaining what is going on and how it has been going on for some time now. (But my post cards were ignored. As they usually are for me.)

I just wanted to say, I recognize what is happening now. And I know this is going to sound silly. But I think someone is doing this on purpose. Again I agree it sounds unlikely. But themes of injustice and unequal treatment and people doing things I was sure could never have been allowed. Only to find out later that I was correct, they are not allowed. Like that poor elderly, blind, crippled woman at Oakwood Hospital in 1987, Evalyn. She was obviously the victim of elder abuse. And they staff there blamed her and told her she should accept it and not complain. I thought at the time that maybe there was no law to address reporting elder abuse. Or maybe confidentiality didn't allow it. No, I looked it up recently. And there were reporting laws for elder abuse in 87. And they told her they believed her, but it was all her fault for complaining like I said.

Now the letters I get from the Water and Sewerage Department are getting more and more threatening. And they in bolder, larger, red ink now. Always acting like I didn't just pay my bill. Or like I am not the victim of some horrible alleged error on their part. Or like I am not constantly pleading for their help and reaching out to them. Only to be ignored, or to be told they never got my letter, as people often say. And like I've said, that's a pattern in my life. Being treated this way and then ignored.

I guess I'll have to pursue this matter too. Along with all that garbage involving secret guardianships, the court and police and Eric. And my washing machine. And the fact I have no support system now, because I've been branded as a villain for complaining, like Evalyn.

But just to make clear, Water and Sewerage Department will be part of all my official complaints now. I expect them to be fully held accountable too. And I really don't think this is an accident, even though I know that sounds strange.

My urine still has a strong, unusual odor to it. Especially within the past couple of days now again. Something might be very wrong there. I just know I expect all the people responsible for all of this, all of the people wherever they may be, held accountable for what they did to me and others, and given the most severe penalty possible. And I won't rest until that is done. And since we are still in the silly, lying phase, me and Wayne County Probate Court (and the police and the rest, who have always been part of that too and responsible for other reckless decisions, like with my car), claiming my case doesn't exist, nothing is wrong and things like this don't happen in Michigan. Since we are still in the lying, silly phase, we aren't really making any progress at all, are we? And if I die, from all of this, like thru kidney failure like my one doctor let slip, all the people involved better receive the maximum penalty for that. And like I said, I need to maintain my independence always. No a group home wouldn't be fun or nice, and neither would being without a car, like some people have already began saying. I need to be in the outside world free, with as much information, independence, medical consent and ability to tell others what is happening as possible.

And if I haven't made clear by now. I do not consent. I do not consent to any of those medications, I do not consent to any involuntary hospitalization or treatment like that of any kind, I do not consent to any of the secrecy, I do not consent to any of the harm that was done that way. And I want all of this to end immediately and all responsible to be held fully accountable. For me and as an example for others.

And so to repeat, I think there's a connection to all the harassment I received at the hands of the Detroit and Dearborn police and Oakland county first responders. Needless, unnecessary, unjustified, pointless, stupid harassment, that destroyed any quality of life I could have. When all I was trying to do was live my life. Live my life since I was that small handicapped boy too ugly to beg. I'd like to just have some quality of life now with the limited time that they have left me. But they don't want to do that. They still don't want to admit my case exists, they don't want to admit fault, they don't want to correct or resolve anything. In my case or in Michigan. So they leave me with no choice. I will have to spend the rest of my life fighting and exposing it. Unnecessary, pointless, stupid harassment. And needlessly endangering lives. That I am sure has ended tragically sometimes. And we are going to look into that all. They certainly aren't supposed to do that to law-abiding citizens. They aren't supposed to do that to anyone. They are not above the law. And if they think they are, the justice system has ways of showing them otherwise. Since this will never be over for me, and since we aren't even at stage one where they admit the problem exists and Eric is my legal guardian like most people in my life say now, I will do that for the rest of my life. And figure out Eric's role in all of this. And how rich and uncaring relatives or providers of other people mentally ill, handicapped or vulnerable have been approached by the police and told of a easy way to get rid of their bothersome relative. A way that no one would suspect, because the public doesn't even know about it.

I will uncover more and expose more. Just remembering more should help with that. And then I'll see all involved get what they deserve. What they did, and their callous attitude on top of that that it is somehow my fault because I dared speak up.

There was also something weird and troubling that happened in Dearborn February 26, 2003 at the library. I think it was the Esper Branch on Warren Avenue. My father and I were about to go see the movie Star Trek: Nemesis. And it was in the middle of the day with a fairly crowded library. I was in my email account viewing and printing some risque pictures of a man. Now I have to emphasize carefully, the pictures were not pornographic and did not show nudity. (I even held onto them after this incident. I still have them in my attic to keep a record of what happened.) Anyways, they were not pornographic but they were risque as I said. And I heard this little boy talking to the librarian at the desk saying some man was looking at another man and he was obviously gay. And it frightened him, he said, saying he feared that kind of behavior. Homosexuality IOW. I thought nothing of it and assumed he must have been talking about someone else. Then I made the prints there, which again I emphasize didn't even show nudity. And this older female librarian came up to me hysterical and said, hand them over! Hand them over! We have rules in this library! We have rules! Right away I thought she must have thought I did something I didn't. I actually thought that for years because I was very confused by what happened. And she was making a scene in a crowded library like I said. And plus like I pointed out, Dearborn has a large conservative Muslim population. They are typically law abiding. But I still don't think that is wise idea to tell them something like that about someone, that they are gay. Anymore than it is in Detroit, that is statistically very violent. And we have had a couple of homophobic attacks in the news recently too. But anyways I was in a hurry to go to the movie and I was trying get away from her, and get the copies I paid for. And I told her, whatever she thought I copied, this a library. Things here are protected by the First Amendment. And she paused and said, well maybe I should just go to another library then. But finally I got my copies and left. (And not that it matters now. But she basically ruined the movie for me too.) Also, I should point out that although the pictures were harmless, I was sitting discreetly in the corner as I viewed and printed them. That also has be confused. Because someone must have been reading over my shoulder at some point to see it.

As I said, I thought maybe she misunderstood or thought I did something I didn't. But my family supported me right away saying she was clearly in the wrong. Even my father who tended to be very politically conservative took my side, right away in fact in the library. And I finally figured out, she didn't think I did something I didn't do. She knew the pictures were harmless. She was just pursuing her own personal moral agenda. And at the request of another library patron, whose child was frightened of gay people.

Also one time at the Henry Ford Community College library I was copying pictures, again around the early 2000s. They were harmless again, just sports stars from their magazines there. And I was off in the distance getting something as I left my copies on a coffee table there. And I saw this female student wearing a hijab carefully leafing thru my copies to see what I copied. People don't seem to think I have any right to privacy. I think that is definite pattern. And people seem to be all right with that attitude. In fact no one seems to think that I have the same rights as other people. They don't even have the decency now to admit the lie they've told me for years now that is has been uncovered. They treat me a child, lie to me about important matters. And when I explain that I need help now with the legal matter now that I am permanently damage they just keep telling me that my case doesn't even exist.

I have a lot of problems in Dearborn. And I think you'll agree there is a pattern. Usually people trying to teach me sick, misguided moral lessons. Or people who clearly have their information about me all wrong or are jumping to the wrong conclusion. Teaching me sick moral lessons like collecting sports cards at Fairlane Mall is morally wrong. Or taking walks in parks are wrong or suspicious to them for some reason. Or just other general harassment and ridiculous things I still haven't figured out and perhaps never will. Destroying my peace of mind and probably leading to things like my April 2004 suicide attempt.

But since I did nothing wrong, I am a good person and I have nothing to hide, I plan on spending the rest of my life exposing it. My therapist tells me that I could get people into a lot of trouble that way, not going into detail. But besides protecting other people I also have to deal with the fact I am permanently damaged and an old man now, left all alone for the first time. And in need of money and way to deal with the way they left me.

And BTW my friend in the neighborhood sent me that recent text. He said there is no secret guardianship program in Michigan. Emphasis on the suggestion that there is no secret guardianship program. Is that what this is all about? People don't know about the secret guardianship program in Michigan? Not only the patients of people with mental issues and disabilities, and maybe other physical disabilities too, who knows. But maybe others too? Well yes. There is a secret guardianship program in Michigan. I'm living proof of that. The police at one point secretly come to talk to you, presumably at your house. Like they did with Eric, when they obviously talked about the park and car issues. Two issues that Eric knew nothing about before then, but that it became obvious he knew about shortly after he became trustee of my trust in 2011. They talk to you, all about the secret guardianship program in Michigan. How they have mentally ill people under surveillance, sometimes when they've done nothing wrong. And they talk to you about their m*ronic concerns regarding you driving a car and taking innocent walks in parks when you feel down. And their equally idi*tic plans to solve those alleged problems. They do this when you live in the rich suburbs like Eric does. Live in the rich suburbs and rarely ever go into Detroit, because you are of that economic class. Or they talk to you if you are just the parent or guardian of one of the aforementioned groups, living some place else, even in Detroit. Which would explain why the other patients at Sinai-Grace where surprised in 2004 when I told them my parents let me drive. And there was a lot of other stories in the news, and other facts I uncovered when I researched it, leading me to believe that that might be used as a bargaining chip in those situations. That's just a theory, but that's what I concluded. Because as I thought at the time, in the US driving is considered a privilege, not a right. Even though there's really no kind of life you could have here if you didn't drive. I knew even back then like I've said, I'd lose everything. Etc.

Yes, all of that is true. To the best of my knowledge. What? I wasn't supposed to reveal that?