Showing posts with label Police. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Police. Show all posts

Saturday, February 18, 2017

Betrayal

Author: Carroll Scherber
Created: February 18, 2017
Revised:  April 03, 2020

 

There's nothing like betrayal.

Here's the story behind that one.

My friends and family received a phone call 5 years ago come this April 2017 from these mother fucking police officers from Rancho Mirage, California, and the Palm Desert Sheriff's Department. They told them, I was an undercover police officer, an addict, and they should never say anything to who I am and as to what they were told. If they should ever tell me they would find out through the murder's family, John Joseph Gibbons, and they would murder who they were.

Betrayal is a big word. I am gradually finding out what was said. When I pushed my sister in August of 2014, she spilled the beans; but not in full extent.

My family and my friends are now pissed because I am going to walk away from who they are. It is up to them to come back to who I am.

I think I'll post this on Blogger.

Oh! Here's what I didn't tell you, there were at least 50 friends and/or family members, which they called that April.


Read this story:

Pseudonym
http://scrabblebinxy.blogspot.com/2017/02/pseudonym.html

Wednesday, February 8, 2017

Pseudonym


Author:  Carroll Scherber
Created:  February 8, 2017
Revised:  May 23, 2017







I hate having to put people in their places.


The purpose for my last posting was to educate the Rancho Mirage Police Department and the Palm Desert Sheriff’s Station within the California boundaries.  There are many who did not know how to research who I am.  There are many friends who also fall within.


The FBI within the Palm Sheriff’s Station, the Rancho Mirage Police Department and the Palm Desert Sheriff’s Station wanted to play me for a fool.  They knew who I was.  They were given my name at the time of homicide.  They were given my given name.  So… I chose to write under my given name.  These things piss my family off, especially, my mother.  My mother’s hatred toward my father is exponential.  It’s a different story.


So, I’ve had to teach those how to use Google’s Blogger.  How to research the simplicities of hyperlinks.


Some may follow me by email or read from Google’s Blogger.  From email they would not utilize the hyperlink, which was supplied.  So, a small tutorial had to be in place.


A pseudonym by definition with Merriam Webster means:

a fictitious name; especially :  pen name


However, in this case I chose to write under my given name verses the name my step-father gave to who I am.[1] Where is the difficulty in that?


This is what the Rancho Mirage Police Department and the Palm Desert Sheriff’s Station couldn’t figure out.  So, here is what they did.  They stole information from my home, which proved my existence; i.e., my birth certificate, electronic data and photographs.


Scrabble hollers, Unbecoming of a Police Officer!
There again is their Mission Statement:


Mission Statement:  California Sheriff’s Department



In partnership with the public, we serve to protect the public by the suppression and prevention of crime, and the reduction of criminal recidivism; and,


Perform all mandates of the Office of Sheriff as provided in the U.S. Constitution and laws of the State of California, including the investigation and enforcement of violations of federal and state laws and local ordinances in a fair and reasonable manner; and,


Serve the superior and municipal courts by providing court security, service of civil process, and execution of lawful orders of the court; and,


Maintain the county jails and prisoners committed therein as prescribed by law in a fair and humane manner.[2]


How are serving and protecting when they steal and don’t investigate?




Friday, January 6, 2017

I Don't Get It!

Author:  Carroll Scherber
Created:  January 06, 2017
Revised:  January 12, 2016

Revised:  Paragraph before last, last sentence.


ADULT LANGUAGE


I don't get it!  I don't fucking get it!

How hard is it to find out who I am?  I've left so many clues.

All these Hyperlinks do what they are supposed to.  Do Facebook not render my information or do I need to teach those how to use Facebook?

Here are some simple instructions:
  1. Click on the Facebook Hyperlink on the far right side of this blog posting.
  2. Click on the "About" tab.
  3. Scroll downward until you locate:  "Details About You"
Can you piece it together?  Some ignorant mother fuckers (e.g. Rancho Mirage Police Department, Palm Desert Sheriff's Station, friends, and/or others who may read my blog) can't seem to piece it together.  Some think they have to play me for a fool about who I am when in reality, it was John Joseph Gibbons, Redsagittarian, they were to play for a fool.  He was my murderer along with Michael Richardson who held his foot down upon my backside as they played with who I am.  I laid there smothered to death where Sue Trevino (Watch Station Caption Captain), Paul Anderson and John William Hamilton stood and played with each other as they held a video camera to the event of my death.

Details about the whys behind Michael Ingram, Michael Williams and now, Michael Richardson will be told at a later date.  The Riverside County Sheriff's Station is still investigating along with the FBI.