Police Abuses Against Me;
| Apparently, my first ever chapter in this section, “Current Update”, that laid out the dozens
of police assaults and abuses against me, was found missing after my old data was restored.
For those of you who don’t know, my site was hacked last Early October of 2014.
It makes me think that the C.I.A., F.B.I., Pentagon and The White House are all getting
ready to assassinate me and make it look like something else and they don’t want you people
to know what a massive campaign of abuse they have already left behind for the record.
It is now October 29, 2014 and, before anything happens to me, you should all know that, for
openers, the government has done all of the following to me;
My father, a practicing doctor on a business / ski trip in New Zealand died in a small ski lift
airplane crash that killed three of the six on board. It happened just weeks after his beloved
dog was found hanged in a drape cord and just two weeks after Stephen King wrote me a letter
warning me of “Phase Three” since I won’t cease my investigation and, perhaps most telling,
it happened on the tenth anniversary of Nixon’s resignation. Did the government kill my
father to see if I’d back off my activism? I think so, with a 70% assuredness, I’d say.
Three years later while attending a John Lennon artworks gallery exhibit hosted by Yoko Ono
S.F.P.D. kidnapped, handcuffed and pistol whipped me unconscious in the back of a police van in
San Francisco and stole my camera and made up a complete lie to slander me, after.
My crime? Giving Yoko Ono an envelope containing copies of my magazine to get to Paul, George
and Ringo. That’s it. It was Yoko’s security that came back a half hour after she left the
art gallery and violently shoved me out the door and into the waiting arms of S.F.P.D. who
told me; “We’re going to beat your ass!” Twenty minutes later, in S.F.’s roughest neighborhood,
they burst in and wailed on me and I woke up bloody and wondering what I was doing in the
back of a police van.
That was in October of 1987, just four months after two strangers walked up to me to say;
“We don’t need the publicity.” before they dislocated my arm and smashed my face into a side-
walk breaking my nose. Strange, because officer Kevin Hall or Steve Rist (I don’t know which
is which.) said to me as we arrived at San Francisco General Hospital; “I’m going to break
your nose.” Fortunately a passing doctor heard that and may have discouraged that crime. It
was as if he would have to have known that I just got my nose straightened days earlier by
a doctor. Like one big, interconnected plot.
The strangers who assaulted me were let go, uncharged by D.A. Costello.
Regarding the Dyansis Art Gallery incident with Yoko Ono the officers who assaulted me alleged
that I yelled death threats to Yoko Ono. Ridiculous and completely false. If that were true it
would have made world headlines. I simply said, quietly; “Yoko, this is about your husband’s mur-
der. Please read it.” Period.
The only yelling I ever did was when the police were carrying me by all fours to a van after
one of them said; “We’re going to beat your ass!” I was yelling to the crowd waiting in line
for help telling all of them what the officer said.
It was in the weeks of recovery from that kidnapping and assault that I was able to piece to-
gether all the reasons why Yoko Ono was behind that assault, to tell me to back off, that she
was, indeed, part of the cover-up conspiracy. As it turned out I later learned that she had been
living at The Clairmont Hotel in Berkeley for a year, presumably spying on me in secret.
Before these two possibly linked incidents I found myself being summoned to court in Santa
Rosa, California for charges of ‘Breaking and entering” and I forget what else. All bogus.
Apparently an insinuation that I had broken into and entered into government codes.
When I went to court I found I was the ONLY person there, several times, until it just dis-
appeared like nothing but terrorism from the fed to me had happened. In fact they gave me
Juan Corona’s attorney and he tried to make me take a psychology test to entrap me until
I fired him. Juan Corona was a mass murderer from the 70’s, I believe.
Another episode, also in the mid and early 80’s, took place was when I was arrested for a de-
linquent ‘riding a bicycle on a sidewalk’ ticket that I received right before my evidence find
made me move back to my home town from San Diego.
I was put on an airplane, in handcuffs and flown 180 miles south to Salinas jail where I was
poisoned with a plate of food that the server seemed overly interested in, it seemed to me.
Then I was bused north 130 miles to San Francisco, Oakland and about four jails in one week
until I reached Vista, California where my case was dismissed as time served. Before I was
released the warden took me aside and said to me;
“Listen, Mr. Lightfoot. About this John Lemmon thing. We could cut you up into little pieces
and flush you down the toilet and nobody would know any better.”
All of this over a two year old riding a bicycle on a sidewalk ticket.
I believe I received over 150 parking tickets in three years in San Francisco and Berkeley,
having to run back and forth to court all the time to beat 95% of them. I felt like a yo yo.
I once received four in one day. All bogus.
There were arrests made on me, blocking a sidewalk with signs, etc., that I will have to
look up when I find a copy of that lost chapter “Current Update” that I have, mercifully, for-
gotten. One I do recall was a pot arrest the Santa Clara police made while I was watching
tv in my van while on a trip south.
It was preceded by a white, unmarked car with a police antenna and a V-8 that trolled next to me.
Ten minutes later six patrol cars were in the lot searching my van and I was given a possession
citation and released. Months later, after I was convicted and the day before my deadline to
appeal, I was stopped for no reason and held behind my van by one officer while the other
officer, I’m not kidding, took a crow bar to my water pump pulley (I could hear the loud
creak he made doing it) The next day I had to fix my car before barely getting in my appeal.
I recall discovering a brand new radiator leak an hour after visiting those police offices when
I wrapped up the final paperwork over that issue.
The night Reagan was re-elected, within two hours, S.F.P.D. were pointing a gun barrel right
at me. They never asked for I.D. but searched my belongings. A stone, cold terror maneuver.
Palm Spring’s police also pointed a gun at me while I was watching tv in my van in 1996. It was
one of 23 police episodes in one month, including four falsely issued citations and one arrest for
informing a Starbuck’s crowd about the gun pointing incident a day earlier.
I beat all their tickets and one judge asked me if I’d agree to stay away from Palm Springs if
the charges were dismissed. I retained my right to go all places and declined to agree.
I was there to caddie for a golf event only to find out that Stephen King lived there part time.
One night, after I blabbed to the public what was going on, at least five officers ganged up
and encircled me, forcing me walk into a restaurant and yell to everyone that they were going
to beat me up until they all left. No kidding.
The Palm Spring’s police pointed a gun at me, again, years later, again while watching tv.
Most of all my abuses came from the San Francisco, Berkeley and Santa Rosa police, though.
There was at least two attempts to plant a tiny bag of weed on me seconds before a squad car
swooped in to find nothing on me and other incidents. I recall being arrested the day before the
famous Golden Gate Bridge walk that was closed to traffic. Why? To confiscate all my signs so
I couldn’t advertise during that spectacle.
There were so many abuses by police against me over 30 years that I believe I may be the most
systematically harassed and abused citizen in California history.
My signs over one campaign got the Santa Rosa Police Chief fired. I stood out with a large
sign that read; CHIEF ROSANO AND S.R.P.D. PLOTTING TO MURDER ME- STEVE LIGHTFOOT.
To get a flavor for it envision the sight of me in face bandages and my arm in a sling hang-
ing out huge signs that read; FEINSTEIN AND S.F.P.D. HIRING THUGS TO CRIPPLE ME
and I forget what other sign. It was Feinstein’s secretary who told me a year earlier; “Take your
story to another town.”
I recall going to the offices of the F.B.I. in the early days and found myself sitting across
from a man in a suit who looked like F.B.I. and he said to me, regarding my reason for being
there to present evidence in Lennon’s murder,; “Have you ever read a book called ‘None Dare
Call It Conspiracy.’?”
All my police troubles began after Terry Chodash of the San Francisco Secret Service sur-
prised me with a visit at the Santa Rosa library in early 1983. I would later learn that he
was wearing a blond wig, dyed blond stubble, blue contact lenses and more that day after I
bumped into him a year later outside their offices when he was not in costume. They’re sneaky.
He strangely asked me if I was a vampire. He asked for a handwriting sample which I realized
later could be used to forge a suicide note if ever needed.
When I traveled to Bangor, Maine for the first time in the summer and fall of 1992 I was imme-
diately accosted by, first, the media, and then the police. The police gave me a false red light
ticket minutes after the media interview where I was presented with a stay away order by
King’s lawyer. Then a photo of me getting the ticket was plastered on the front page of
The Bangor Daily News to brand the public with fear against my cause and to portray me as a
law breaker. I beat all the tickets their police issued, for your information, two or four, as I
recall, but felt my life was in danger that first day when I had six police contact incidents in
one day where they even shadowed me while shopping at a mall and even stole my tape re-
corder and car keys that night when I made a pay phone call at a small convenience store.
One scene in court found the officer admitting to the judge that he told me that; “Stephen King
pays me thousands to harass you…”
Years later, on one of my several return trips there, I defeated King’s lawyers who tried to
issue a protection from harassment injunction that was targeting my evidence distribution.
I told the judge that my life was in in danger until King is exposed and I have a right to ad-
vertise and expose a crime if the authorities won’t help. That no order would stop me, anyway.
Two years later, King’s pride badly bruised by my first visit, King laid a trap for me with
the Santa Cruz Police to slander me as a stalker by arresting me on national television while
holding a huge sign outside a book signing event with King that read;
STEPHEN KING IS A MURDERER – IT’S TRUE OR HE’D SUE.
I spent two or three days in jail but was never charged with anything. It was a media trap
to brand me as a stalker.
Meanwhile I can prove King was stalking Lennon six hours before the murder with a photo that
places him at the scene getting John Lennon’s last autograph.
Just this last April 4, 2014 the Los Angeles police failed to investigate or prosecute a case
involving a man who sucker punched me as hard as he could while I was holding a valuable guitar.
My jaw could have been broken but wasn’t. My neck was injured, however.
A dozen or so months before that a Navy cadet, in uniform, plowed his truck into my logoed van
on a San Diego freeway while doing over 60 mph. The CHP then blamed ME! What a crock. I was
the one who called the CHP over the protests of the cadet who never tried to claim damages, after.
My van had his tire marks all over my drivers side like he didn’t like my website.
In 2007 (?), while working driving a delivery truck, I was broadsided in an intersection by a
woman driving almost 60 mph who had her foot to the floor as she ran a red light right into me.
Amazingly no one was seriously injured though my truck was knocked 20 feet and fell on it’s
side injuring my shoulder and foot. The police did not cite the woman who ran the light and
ignored witnesses who said she did. They tried to blame me for the accident but cited nobody.
I later learned that the city of Concord, California has a room that can manually manipulate
all the traffic lights in the city, complete with live camera viewing. Accident or conspiracy?
A San Francisco red light camera was manipulated to entrap me in a violation at 3:30 am in 2011.
The whole episode was so weird and eirie you’d have to have been there to see it to believe it.
I found myself being stopped at the last second at four lights in a row. In reality I was being
positioned for a camera light intersection and I had to be set up, first. The photo was so
borderline that a lawyer I showed it to in line scoffed that it was being accepted. John Ken-
nedy, a San Francisco city attorney, was the man who pushed it through, anyway. Apparently
the authorities were not finished with me, yet.
During that same time another camera light citation was mailed to me but, when I had it re-
viewed, it was found to be invalid. Weeks later, minutes after buying a book on how to fight your
own ticket an Oakland police officer gave me a ticket I didn’t deserve and even lied in court
to prosecute me.
Forward three years and no tickets I just received one for barely crossing a double yellow line
in Goleta, California and while my website is accusing L.A. mayor Garcetti and L.A.P.D. chief
Charlie Beck of being behind an assault on me last spring.
I told the officer in this recent case that I was feeling ill, like food poisoning, and that
a “No outlet” sign caused me to abort that route and make a hard turn to my right. I also ex-
plained that I was vomiting just minutes earlier and was unfamiliar with the area. This occured
just days before Halloween of 2014.
I can substantiate that I was in the process of passing a kidney stone at the time as I had
to check into an emergency room hours later where I did pass a kidney stone from my kidney to
my bladder. I will try to explain this all to the judge. Very painful and distracting. Before
I found out it was a kidney stone I thought I needed an emergency appendectomy.
I use library computers and have to sign off for now, but know that much more has happened
to me, by far. Stay tuned for more on police and C.I.A. abuses against me.
March 5, 2015 update; TRAFFIC TRIAL RESULTS:
My crossing a double yellow line ticket issued last October 28,2014 in Goleta went to trial today
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