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I have lived here for over a quarter of a century...I have been attacked from all sides yet I AM still HERE... |
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Listen to what the wise man sez or postulate on a lack luster life... |
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I submitted the below letter; I am just ignored and spoke ill of... |
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~CHECKMATE~ |
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The New Speed Bump...it works :-)
If you build it; They will come...That thought circulated my brain
saturating the brain cells to maximum capacity...
I did ~ you did...welcome to the world of Dave...
At age 57 I have built my first speed bump; and you use it;
thanks ~ you are welcome :-)
My name is Dave Thomason...My property is at the stop sign,
North old Stage and Sugarpine...the doghouse...According to a recent
survey it seems that the entire road west of N. Old stage is owned
by the Thomason's... This shortcut has been used prior to us buying
the property so apparently the easement rights apply...but...It is
still my property and people, (of course not you), it is them
visitors; seem to be in such a hurry that you/they create dust
storms and run the stop sign...I have been here for 25 years and
people never used to act like this...Neighbors cared for and helped
each other as needed...there was no hurry to life...
I have been trying to help the masses for over a
decade...oh...you didn't know? That is because you just sped on by
in a hurry...Just for your information I have helped a lot of people
live a MUCH better existence utilizing a service dog...Our veterans
coming home with a heavy case of PTSD only to commit suicide...the
38+ million people afflicted with some nasty depression...If people
would only listen...I have enough information to save millions of
people and yet people just speed by and dust me...thanks...
Oh yeah...Did you even know that your neighbor, ME, got tazed
and arrested by our ignorant sheriff's dept...I found a dog in my
yard with a heavy chain and ten pound weight on him/her. Poor thing
could not even stand up. I resolved the problem...however,
apparently the dog owner did not like me telling him that what he
was doing could kill his dog... and ....I was
booked for attempted murder...I was in law enforcement in my
youth...I wore a badge and carried a gun...I am not stupid...I was
attacked and abused by our locals and the county's good 'ol
boy system...The entire story is on my web site...oh...you didn't
know I had a web site? It is on my trailer...onemanairshow.org...you
might try talking with me...
Anyway...the point of this article is to first educate you a
little...done...secondly...I will tell you what it is like to build
a speed bump...
I have been spending time in my lower yard, the doghouse, since
'99 when I was kicked out of college because of a service
dog...While the state rectified the problem; I spent time there the
with my Dobermans tied to the tree in the middle of the lower
yard...the upper yard was thick manzanita 8 foot tall...it has
changed...
Anyway...the build...It was rather enjoyable frankly...I was
working out this gracefully aging body and meeting my
neighbors...when you stand in the middle of a heavily used dirt road
building a speed bump that people need to slow for; there is time
for a wave and a friendly greeting and even a few thumbs up...
It seems that all of you know the problem exists; yes, and even
I have found a speed bump in the area when going a little
fast...but...it works!!!
For the most part people understand...there are a few speed
bumps in the ranch but they get run over only a only few times a day
and most likely by the person that built them...There are some nice
ones up on Red Fir...Mine gets used by everybody...I am hoping it
starts a mind set of slow driving in the area...I walk and bike the
roads with my dogs and speeding vehicles activate my defensive
systems...
Back to my speed bump...the one that is there now is my second
one...the first one was torn down the first night...I believe I know
whom tore it down... I will not mention his name and alcohol problem
here...the bottom line fact is...I got to build two speed bumps...
My first bump was way to aggressive and I had planned on redoing
it the following day anyway...but...it was torn down first...Also
during my first bump a sheriff's sergeant showed up, the same one
that unlawfully justified his deputies tazing of me, to talk about
my speed bump... It seems that one of my neighbors called and
complained. Yup...I have a good idea who did that...I won't mention
his name here either but he knows who he is...This guy can't even
look at me as he drives by leaving dust in his wake...Oh
wait...there are 2 that can't even look at me now and I think I saw
a new 3rd scorner the other day...You people...up here in the Mt.
Shasta area you are supposedly advanced human beings...I think...you
have your own lessons to learn...good luck and slow down...
info:
The ones that scorn me are some of those fast drivers with dust
wakes that can be spotted from space...Please people...go to the
mirror now and look yourself in the eye...are you really proud?
Minor update...I just returned from the doghouse
and a beautiful day it was...the sky was blue, the trees were green
and the cars were slow...I got a few nice waves from some residents;
it seems there is more time to wave when you slow down...I am sorry I
went the speed bump route but something had to be done .....
I am proposing that some concrete with rebar;
portable speed bumps be built, dragged, and placed in high speed
areas...these portable speed bumps, 'road grey' in color, could be
dragged into position and varying placement will cause drivers to be
more alert for them, thus, driving slower...I have hence discovered
that they make portable speed bumps...gonna get me some of those!!!
Not Much but it works... As you can tell ~ I have better things to do... ~Dave~
Something Wonderful
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Whose your Daddy...
Neighbor...
Welcome to this new addition to your
reading materials...Yes this title is catchy as intended so with undo
delay I will start with me...David Earl Thomason, Dave to most and
unprintable to others...I really don't care about what people think of
me...
This lifetime of mine is varied and
intense; mundane and exhilarating; safe and deadly...During this portion
of life I think I will be writing a lot, I do not have the time to educate
one on one...
Why this column...My property is at
the start of the ranch...I see everybody; I wave to friendly people that
wave to me that I have never even met...Some of my neighbors have stopped
to introduce themselves and have a chat...I am a good listener, from my
late fathers side, memory sucks from the hang gliding accident in 11-91;
my law enforcement background has given my the skills of questioning and
paying attention and even offering feedback to my interesting neighbors...
But...There are some of you neighbors
that live in your own self centered world with out a care for anyone
else...I can see it...You all have seen my speed bump at the bottom of the
road...just for information a speed bump indicates the need for a slowing
of the vehicle when going thru a certain area...yet...some of you with due
disregard speed thru displaying your self centered rude ignorant ways...
I will be building another speed bump;
for the most part it works great...I must say that there are several
people that have always driven courteously...I wish there were more
persons like you...unfortunately some of these works trucks take a bump
even thou the bump has worn down...sorry...
I get feed back from a lot of my
neighbors coming down the hill and for the most part everyone recognizes
the speeding problem and supports my endeavor...
Back to "whose your neighbor"...Did
you know that one of you owns an island and another one of you has been
off grid for 2 decades? Another one of you was foreclosed on with a dying
wife to care for at the same time...she died after the move...
No...you didn't know that...I met
these people at the doghouse (my property)...
Speaking of foreclosed on; we have
recently taken that ride like a lot of people...My mother was refinancing
for a reverse and was told "stop making the payments" she did and months
later she was told that she did not qualify and was in arrears where
catching up was impossible...We did split the property and even thou we
lost the upper 5 and 2 homes we will be building and living on the lower
5...
This all took place after my arrest at
the doghouse...Oh that is right, a lot of you don't know of the
arrest...Yup...One of you neighbors put two dogs in my yard that were
found wandering on Dale Creek; one of the dogs was wrapped with a heavy
chain and 10 pound barbell weight; this dog could not stand and growled me
off...With the assistance of my service dogs; oh...you did not know that I
have service dogs:?) Stop and talk would be the way to go...
I called the owner, Sherwin Nelson
from Eddy Creek, and left a nasty message...I then call the sheriff's
office to make a citizens arrest; dispatch said they were busy...
The owner showed up to get his dogs
and when I was lecturing him on what not to do to his dog he stepped into
me raising his arm towards my face and my law enforcement training got him
by the collar before he could hit me...
Long story short...he called the
sheriff and said that I tried to kill him...Sheriff shows up at my front
gate, tazes me and books me for attempter murder along with other trumped
up charges...During my attorney's investigation the game warden that was
there for backup would not even talk to the investigator...A sure sign of
guilt to me...my attorney was a joke; part of the good 'ol boy network up
here...The recording of the incident is on my web site...I was forced into
a plea bargain...
My mother was/is doing all of the
paperwork for the courts because my brain injury would/could get out of
control...oh...you didn't know I have a brain injury...once
again...stopping and talking will yield treasures not even dreamt of...
We filed a lawsuit and the good 'ol
boy network will not allow me a jury trial to recover damages...oh yes...I
AM DAMAGED!!!
The grand jury investigated and found
that there was a problem in the DA's office so they authorized the hiring
of another person...My complaint now sits on the state attorney general's
desk...
The county offered to settle at first
but the played legal games and with the judges assistance the threw my
complaint away...I got tazed and booked for attempted murder for helping a
dog; in my own front yard...I think there is a problem here...
The deputy lied on the stand and the
recording shows that the deputy emotionally collapsed with only my eye
contact from behind a 6 foot fence...This deputy's record is very
good...his military service would demonstrate his affliction of untreated
PTSD, and ailment that I am prepared to help heal with the service dog...
It is early and I am getting tired of
this...remember...live life as good as you can and then give a little
extra care here and there...oh yeah...slow down also :-)
~Dave~
Something Wonderful
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