Are you people NOT a bunch of pussies? Aren’t you broken, scared, meek, boot-licking masochists or maybe even just jealous of me, the messenger? (Goodness, how rude!) No good U.S. public ducking hard evidence in John Lennon’s murder that proves author Stephen King pulled the trigger in a government plot to poison, to quote King months before he did it, all of ; “You blind, obsessive fools.” Endangering the lone hero of the story, me, like depraved ingrates. Hard evidence that PROVES the Chapman lie is just a load of mind control, government media crap, man. Bold print government codes in major magazines that tell all. Matching photos placing King, not Chapman, at the scene and even Chapman’s letter linking Reagan before the crime. Wake up, PUSSIES! Big government warping you with evil and fear on purpose. Poisoning you, the public. Keeping you down and mind controlled. And all of you LETTING THEM. Killing the best man among you, too, in the process. Killing all your heroes. Grow up. It’s time you all pulled yours heads out your butts. You ARE sick to be willing to pay the price of mass shootings, A.I.D.S. Covid – 19, war, Fentanyl, our U.S. meltdown, and even punishingly, almost biblical, weather, lately, for your sins. You had a chance to save yourselves last December but got caught sinning like cowards, big time, stiffing my rally. Protecting the evil cover-up destroying you. And if you think I’m bitter check yourselves! Wrestling for 40 years with psychotic all of you has embittered me, if anything. It’s your collective bitterness, in fact, as a species, that makes you resent my heroism and evidence find and kill John Lennon and let his alleged killer skip trial in the first place. Take a look at all the dead rock stars you, as a species, have mounted on your wall like big game trophies, half of them government hits. Dozens? When will you all ever learn? But about my rally last December; There I was, December 8, Lennon’s murder anniversary, armed with evidence and courage and…..(News Flash!!!!…Interruption.. Continued below, past following chapters.).
(To attorneys responding to my inquiries please scroll down a ways, here, and find the chapters about Panetta and F.B.I. abuses against me, etc. I am, perhaps, the most abused citizen in California history including having been kidnapped and beaten unconscious in a police van. This just months after martial artists broke my face on a sidewalk and dislocated my arm and dozens of similar episodes that involve abusing the courts to harass and terrorize me. Big compensation is due me and any attorney not afraid to take on the evil government against me.)
@ SUN. RALLY – DTWN. MONTEREY – 12:00 – ? – I NEED PROTESTERS
That’s what my sign reads every Sunday as I stand downtown in Monterey. Usually a dozen citizens show up but linger on the sidelines waiting for someone to be the first to stand next to me and get the ball moving. They all have the same thought and, what do you know? NOBODY takes initiative and I wind up leaving after 45 minutes of testing the waters in, so far, lame Monterey. Same limp wristed behavior in Santa Cruz, too. Fear, shame and messenger envy, I think, are keeping most of you away as you slink further and further into disgrace and disaster after disaster as you giggle and snicker like fools at my courage and evidence, pretending I’m a nut, your country falling all around you. …….. RESCUE ME, KILL YOUR JEALOUSY.
NO POWER WITHOUT PROTEST!
(Take One) We’ll see if the local radio station will let me pay for ad space with the following spots.)
“Hi, everybody. Steve Lightfoot, here, of lennonmurdertruth.com. Many of you have seen my yellow website van yet have never visited my website. I know because almost all of my thousands of magazine orders come from everywhere BUT California where I live. Do you all know I’m right and jealously fear I’ll command the spot light someday? As if you DON’T need a hero? In 1982 I claim to have stumbled onto government bold print codes in major magazines all about Lennon’s then upcoming murder that include the killer’s face, name and letter linking Reagan all printed before the murder and more. Proof, not theory. Hard evidence.
If I’m right that the real killer of John Lennon is Stephen King then he humiliated you. Evil defeating good. Evil breaking you. The government dumbing you down with fear. Period. You falling for it, too.
You have my website;….. lennonmurdertruth.com…… USE IT! Join me every Sunday at noon in downtown Monterey on Alvarado Street. Protest! That’s what I need from all of you.. That’s what you must do to deserve disclosure.
(Take Two)
“Hi, folks. Steve Lightfoot, here, of lennonmurdertruth.com. Still covering up John Lennon’s murder? It seems you hope I never break my story, remove my life from danger and see Stephen King, who I claim is the real killer, arrested. You seem willing to let the Nixon’s and Reagan’s of the world, whom I also claim are involved, decide who can or cannot influence society. Did King so humiliate all of you he broke you? You need a hero to save you Are you too jealous, miserable, scared and bitter to let me succeed.? I’m on to all of you. Only where I live do people NOT buy my magazine. Does living under the truth, confronting the truth and standing up to your evil government SCARE YOU? Grow up, people, and help me come forward. What if I’ve uncovered the real nightmare that is your lives, perhaps the biggest news in two thousand years? Think about it. What if I AM right, after all?
You have my website…….. lennonmurdertruth.com…….USE IT! I cracked government bold print codes in major magazines, etc.. Join me every Sunday at noon in downtown Monterey on Alvarado Street. Protest! That’s what I need from all of you That’s what you must do to deserve disclosure.
THE PROBLEM WITH PANETTA;
He tilts his large head sideways 25 degrees to his right when he talks to you. He doesn’t want you to see him for who he really is. He thinks he’s smarter than you and has more inside information than you and that you are a peon that he can exploit and fool. He thinks you need him to decide for you what is best for you and that you don’t know better. He may be angling to run for our president, I’ve heard, too. He looks like an aged cabbage patch doll with narrow set beady eyes that seem cross eyed, somehow, his face caving into it’s center. Leon Panetta is a C.I.A. brand of corrupt A-hole as far as you and I are concerned. He is the reason the PEOPLE of Monterey are meek, sheepish, quiet and keep their heads down and work so hard like you all do. Harder than you should were your government not so corrupt. His brand of corruption has scared all of you into behaving like sheep. He is, apparently, very much a part of the Italian mafia that locals will tell you have ruled Monterey and Santa Cruz for decades. Look at your D.A.; Pacioni, for example, and Dean Flippo before that. He sits at the top of the political pyramid, here. Former White House aid for several presidents and very much a part of the “Deep State” and the “Swamp”. He is absolutely morally corrupt and may even have murderous plans where I am concerned. In my opinion he has corrupted all that is below him and that’s the entire Monterey County government and police and court system. I KNOW. My hero status as the messenger with hard evidence that proves his former boss; Richard Nixon and others arranged for horror writer Stephen King to murder John Lennon has fleshed him out of the woodworks. Since I became a threat to the powers that be that he works for he has weaponized his courts and police to terrorize me. Just as if he was a Soviet stooge. Ever since early 2019 when I inherited enough money to fix my teeth and get a new website van our police and courts have been molesting me like old men in black robes gang raping the hero. In just over three years, between Santa Cruz and Monterey, Panetta has set me up, twice, corrupted over nine officers in Monterey and three in Santa Cruz. In Monterey nine officers actually, provably, lied in the course of issuing me six citations. Not only did they all lie, video proves they all lied. When I later tried to subpoena these officers judge Sillman swatted down my subpoenas, illegally. Twice. In Santa Cruz three officers were involved in two citations that were dropped, eventually. In one case my newly painted and lettered van was rolled down a hill in neutral with me in the back section. I was set up by a retired S.C. police officer (Bill Rawson) who coached a man (Chris Malsack) to do so in his duties to drive me to a dental operation. Only because I jumped into the driver’s seat in time did I avoid a catastrophe. Thinking I must have taken medication officers cited me for D.U.I. even though, when I was tested, I blew 0.00 in both alcohol and drugs. For over two years S.C.D.A. Jeffery Rosell molested and terrorized me forcing me to fire two attorneys and remove three judges before the charge was dismissed. He ignored my speedy trial rights in the process by two years. The other ticket, issued months later on April Fool’s Day from the same C.H.P. station as before, was dismissed when the officer didn’t show. I even think police tried to stop my dentist from finishing my teeth, after. The episode cost me over $2,000.00 in body repairs and trigger4ed a recurrence of P.T.S.D. While fighting that ticket Monterey police chief; Dave Hober sent officers to try to cite me, again, for D.U.I. until I blew another 0.00. A different ticket was issued, instead, that I was promised would not be issued. Then, a year later, officer Kopp overtly followed behind me on his motorcycle only to immediately hide himself in my blind spot hoping he’d catch me looking for him in my rear view mirror through a set of two traffic lights on a downslope. He did. Just as he intended to. Of course, hew denied it in court, that he used a police trick to cite me. A year later officer Silonzolchec of Seaside Police lied from whole cloth that he ever spoke to me on the phone in his attempt to cite me for a hit and run charge I was innocent of. (My phone record proves it was last used months before he claimed to have called me. I had a new phone, then.) It was dismissed due to lack of evidence (There was no hit and run or damages.) but only after D.A. Pacioni terrorized me over it long after she knew of these red flag issues. Months later I learned the complainant was found dead in his car in the exact same parking spot where we met a year before. Then, to keep the heat on, officers Hall and Mosqueda cited me for singing unassisted from my van in downtown Monterey as I have for years. I happen to sing well enough to make people realize I’m no nut, after all, but sing as good as the pros. They fear the public will see this, too. In fact, just before the tickets, I was getting multiple shows of public support Two tickets in three days, both bogus, as video proves my volume was too low to hear from 50 feet away, my legal right. Now that I am trying to remove two judges who have proven their biases against me in two cases, a small claims matter where Maria Mendoza allowed Jack Fox Auto to sabotage my Toyota van to the tune of $2,300.00 and another red light ticket the same judge I am trying to remove is deciding I can’t. To read her order to strike my request is to witness human hypocrisy and deceit at it’s height. Pure bullshit, frankly.
The Whisky Club Bar and Mechanic’s Bank are the two complainants. Whisky Club brags on radio how Leon and Jimmy Panetta are among their elite membership and that their bar is a meeting place for the leaders of Monterey. I notice the wife of the owner of Whisky Club is an elected official, in fact. Alarmingly, Paul Whitecross, owner of Brittania Arms bar across the street, verbally threatened to “smash your (My) face like a pumpkin…we don’t care about you, we have ways to stop you..” three weeks before Whisky bar cited me. I was fortunate enough to have tape recorded his remarks, too.
Speaking of Jimmy Panetta, Leon’s nepotistic son riding Daddy’s coat trails for a cushy government job, when I got on the radio and made these complaints about Panetta public his response was to release government funds for this and for that instead of denying my claims. What else CAN he do? He’s trying to buy you off if you’ll let him molest and kill the messenger who is trying to rescue us all from evil Stephen King who killed John Lennon. I’ve noticed lots of funds he is suddenly releasing to you people. I wouldn’t trust him to be in that position, frankly, people of Monterey. The LAST person who should be baby sitting or, possibly, siphoning our tax money for himself and who knows what else?.
Last year a radio caller opined about Leon; “You know, I worked for him for a few weeks and, after listening to him and understanding more about him, I don’t think he should be in government at all.” I agree. Don’t you? I recall watching him giggle uncontrollably on 60 Minutes one night a dozen years ago as he told of how many Iraqi’s he slaughtered working for The White House. I knew he was a sociopathic monster, then. A sick man and a sadist. Laughing uncontrollably about killing people. He couldn’t control his sick giggling about it all.
Bottom line about Panetta; He is all about protecting evil Stephen King and the government that killed John Lennon and in poisoning all of you at the same time. Nothing less, either. He is the definition of the corrupt politician. I think he’s Italian mafia corrupt, besides. Stinking up the moral and spiritual vibes here in Monterey. Like a millstone of evil around your necks.
I protest every Sunday on Alvarado Street in downtown Monterey. I need the public to stand by me and bring me forward before May 30, 2023 when I have to go to court, next. I will use my enormous fame, someday to remove these bastards from our area but I need you people to help me come forward before their evil kills me, instead.
OUR COMMON ENEMIES;
Before I list what is below I must point out that I am important enough to be on Biden’s and Governor Newsom’s radar. That they are both behind everything below. In 2010 and 2015, under Obama/ Biden, I was struck by two cars at very high speeds; 60 and 75 mph an almost killed. In the T-bone “accident” that knocked my delivery truck on it’s side the intersection was paved over the next day to hide something, I think.. Include , also our F.B.I. and C.I.A. and a few other alphabet agencies who are not our friends. They know how big and powerful and influential I WILL BE someday. I scare them.
Any person obstructing my ability to come forward with my evidence findings is our common enemy. Automatically these people are on the side of evil, fear and darkness and not on the side of truth and justice. Often these types worship money to a fault and lack a broader perspective. Sell outs. Typically these people are wed to big brother, the establishment, especially law enforcement. The first to suckle up to the security of a big brother and enlarge the police state. Also, typically, these people are jealous of my virtue and courage because they lack both, themselves. I have the courage the local D.A. lacks, for example. I am left having to do his or her job, arrest Stephen King, in the meantime. I’ve noticed certain demographics determines a preference to be on my side or not. Extremely down and out beggars are my historic enemies. The winos and toothless sort of human who wants to blame an unjust world for his failures. If I clean up the world they will lose that excuse for how low they’ve become. People with little or no artistic or intellectual talents don’t appreciate my findings. Homosexuals seem to have the least amount of empathy regarding issues of right and wrong, here, I’ve noticed. Decades of observation have taught me they, more than heterosexuals, seem blind to why my issue matters at all to the world. Morally retarded, I suppose. I have nothing against homosexuals, I welcome the fact that they lower population expansion, for example. That they are the natural by product of overpopulation, in fact. They have a place in our world to be sure. It’s just that in matters that affect the next generation of humans – children – that are created via heterosexual means, they seem blind, completely. They seem to have a blind spot regarding why a horror writer should not be influencing kids after killing their parent’s hero, for example. Maybe they resent that the next big messenger is a heterosexual. I don’t know. They are not the best equipped to rescue fallen mankind. Not interested in heroics or humanity so much. That’s my opinion. For that matter most heterosexuals are also afraid to admit that good and evil are the issues wrapped around my cause and that they are derelict in their duties NOT to hoist me on their shoulders and demand media disclosure and arrest Stephen King., themselves. That they are protecting their arch enemy at the expense of their own children and themselves. Some are more impotent in the face of evil than others. I do have thousands of fans. Maybe millions.
Paul McCartney’s silence all this time has me wondering about HIS psychology. (His 1990 April Fool’s Day concert plug for me at Berkeley was weak and pathetic.) More swishy than we think? I know Ringo once opined that England should have won the Revolutionary War, not America. Their silence in the face of the evidence I have produced at great danger to myself shows us all what a hero is not. Their silence is truly anti-heroic, not just un-heroic. Anti life, in fact.
Regardless, humanity’s sperm count is down 50 % in the past 50 years, our testosterone levels down 20 % in the past 20 years and gender confusion abounds in a once more normal America. Has Stephen King’s crime destroyed all mankind? I think so. His 1970’s book “Rage” is about a school shooter before there were school shooters. Stupid public!
The local Monterey District Attorney; Jeannine Pacioni, (Italian), former White House aid Leon Panetta (Italian) the Monterey police chief; Dave Hober, his officers Phillips, Herndon, Newby, Kopp, Hill – all of whom lied in the issuance of two different citations as well as officer Silonzolchec of then Seaside police who lied from whole cloth in a matter that was dismissed Alarmingly the complainant was found dead in his car in the parking space where we met a year later. Include, also, District Attorney for Santa Cruz; Rosell, who tried to convict me of a D.U.I. charge where I blew 0.00 for drugs and alcohol yet I was molested by bogus judges and attorneys for over two years before it was dismissed. A certain Chris Malsack who left me in my van’s rear section while he rolled it in neutral down an incline to wreck my new van. He was part of their conspiracy with retired officer Bill Rawson who set me up with him.
The owner of The Whisky Club; Mitchell Swanhee(?) and his wife who cited me last July 9 for singing from my van as I have been doing without incident for three years. Booze peddlers. This two days after I was cited for the same thing a few parking spaces away. I believe the manager of Mechanic’s Bank made the first complaint. Officers Hall and Mosqueda, the two officers involved. Their own body cam proves my volume was within the 50 foot sound radius I’m legally allowed. They, too, are our common enemies. Mosqueda failed to investigate two threat e-mails Stephen King sent me, in fact. Include, also, Brittania Arms pub owner Paul Whitecross who I taped when he threatened me weeks before the two citations when he said; “…I’ll smash your face like a pumpkin…we don’t care about you…we have ways to stop you…” Is even Clint Eastwood maybe behind some of my troubles? Maybe. See site for details. Monterey has emerged as a corrupt, dirty little Italian mafia run fiefdom bent on killing me, ultimately. As nasty and dirty, politically, as it’s scenery is beautiful. Ironic. Tragic. Historic, too. I’ll be famous, soon.
Incidentally, in 2001(?) I ran a cocaine dealer / bar owner out of Monterey for abusing me, then. I told his staff to clean out his drawers before I went to the police. I always used to wonder why so many bar owners, since, hate me. I wouldn’t be surprised if The Whisky Club and maybe even Brittania Arms are government SANCTIONED cocaine dealers for Monterey, the ‘finer things in life’, perhaps, meaning more than just booze. You know, supplying the high and mighty in a safe, controlled way. Government officials included. I’m world wise, people. It’s very possible, especially in Panetta’s thoroughly corrupted government of Monterey. Regardless, pushing alcohol, alone, is not a good thing for a city already high, demographically, for alcoholics. Especially since the wife of The Whisky Club is an elected government official for the Monterey Airport. Don’t want any drunk pilots, do we? It seems the crowd that likes to drink away the world’s problems have a problem with me. I dare to fix what’s wrong, instead.
Add the former Jack Fox Auto that sabotaged my other van in 2019. (They changed their name.- Near Goodwill in Seaside.) They have a police repair contract, besides.
Add judges Stephen Sillman and Mendoza of the Marina courts. Both demonstrated criminal conduct that railroaded me in one traffic matter and in a small claims matter against Jack Fox I should have won for $2.300.00 in damages done. A corrupt commissioner is currently trying to deny my right to remove them from my pending matters.
In all I have been unjustly cited six times in three years (Three of them criminal misdemeanor charges, and me with 69 years of a crime free record.) Both of my vans were sabotaged by people associated with police. Over $5,000.00 in vehicle damages done to me by our enemies. Only one ticket, so far, has stuck. It was only because Judge Sillman is crooked and corrupt. Our common enemy. That matter is under appeal as I write this.
I will someday use my fame (Realistically I’ll be THE most famous human on earth after disclosure for a few years at least. I also CAN sing.) to oust all these characters – including Jimmy Panetta, Leon’s son – from Monterey before I have anything to do with Monterey entertainment wise. I’ll speak out about it and name names, trust me. They have caused me injury I won’t forgive. If Monterey disagrees they can travel 500 miles to see my concerts while I bad mouth their character for NOT ousting my enemies, after. Our enemies.
A white, middle aged, female manager with dark hair at Red’s Donuts in downtown Monterey has, apparently, been campaigning against me spreading outlandish, malicious lies about me to make people give me dagger stares as they exit the shop and look at me. I don’t know WHAT she’s saying but she has made her enormous disdain of me well known. She is an old maid, to my knowledge, once sporting a cartoon with a woman’s wedding gown dressed skeleton in a chair, the caption: “Waiting for the right man.” Recently she sported a slogan; “If you haven’t got anything nice to say about someone then you’ve come to the right place.” She has no excuse to remain unmarried all this time like me. I am in too much danger to be married. Then, again, I don’t know much about her except that I find her consistently bitter. Maybe that’s why.
I challenge her to sport one of MY favorite slogans; Jonathon Swift’s quote; “You can always tell who the genius of a community is. He’s the one the town folks are bad mouthing the most.”
So what is is about government employees, law enforcement officials, alcohol pushers and sugar pushers for them to come out of the wood works to stop me? Jealousy, guilt and misery. I think.
These are our common enemies. Jealous, hero hating cowards, all. They have one thing in common with all of you, however; They are all jealous of me for being a hero and doing the right thing for all of humanity. Jealous and resentful of me and afraid of the government. All of you are guilty of that, I’m afraid. I’m not mistaken, either. I know you better than you all know yourselves. “You know not what you do” is a fact. The C.I.A. knew what they were doing letting King kill Lennon. They destroyed you all. If you don’t kill me with your apathy and jealousy I will someday write a book and title it; “APATHY IS THE ENEMY” Our common enemy. You all have no idea how stupid you all are not to be outraged by my findings. You douche bags need to get outraged over all this. Will you, in time, though?
GET OVER YOUR JEALOUSY OF ME AND SAVE YOURSELVES BEFORE I’M KILLED.
Heroes like me come along all too infrequently and I might be mankind’s last hope. I honestly expect a monster asteroid will end human life, soon, if KIng ISN’T arrested and punished.
And, now, a word about my avenging and guardian angels;
I must interrupt the content below about how lame and dysfunctional all of you people were regarding my Dec. 8, ’23 rally in downtown Monterey with this public service announcement to help prevent any more of you from falling into the bad karma trap where me and my Lennon expose are concerned. After I gob smack you all with the laundry list of events that prove the existence of an avenging angel you can then go back to being boot-licking fools for not having descended on my rally like bees to honey. You see, I seem to have a very robust avenging angel, and not just a guardian angel keeping me above ground enough to get this story out.
I was on my way to document all this yesterday (Early March 2023) when, yet, another instance reared it’s head; The manager of an institution that offers free coffee and meals and showers to the homeless that I occasionally take advantage of was absent. I was told he had a bad fall and hurt himself the day before. Strange, he and I had just been at odds the week before. It seemed he was systematically trying to discourage me from coming there by withholding services. To the point I e-mailed his supervisor about it all. So, here I find, yet, another instance of why nobody should indulge in harming me, and I learned about this AS I was about to list the dozens of other alarming episodes.
Let’s start with my credentials to even have avenging and guardian angels.
I was born the very instant we were detonating the H-bomb test in the Bikini Islands, March 01, 1954. 10;30 a.m., Montana time. Our largest, ever, weapon’s test. Pretty amazing, already.
While learning how to play poker for the first time, in spite of five players, five shuffles and two cuts, I was DEALT, RIGHT OFF THE START, a Royal Flush. My doctor father was stunned into several seconds of silence before he explained to my siblings what my hand was.
About the same period of time I happened to see something hardly anyone in all history has ever seen. In 57 years I have only found one other witness to this monster asteroid that almost DID kill us all in the blink of an eye. Bigger than Mount Shasta, some 20 miles across in diameter, and so fast “Blip!” describes the sight as it flashed silently from one side of the sky to the other. All in a millisecond. Ten times closer to earth than the moon, it was a sight that changed me deep inside. Before I had no concept that we could all be wiped out so effortlessly and suddenly and powerfully or by a force so incomprehensibly fast. My first thought was “We all almost just died.” I never told a soul for years I was afraid they’d think I was crazy. The rest of you slobs probably still think you can sin and sin and sin and NOT get wiped out for it. Don’t you? This life changing sight explains why I know how important jailing Stephen King really is. What strikes me about it all was how it was set up for me on a silver platter for emphasis. I rarely ever slept outdoors, maybe twice a year, and this was one of those nights. No sooner did I settle into my sleeping bag and adjust my pillow when I looked up to the sky just in time to witness the event. It was as if I was singled out to be a witness.
My last name; Lightfoot, almost screams “carrier of the truth”. My first name; Steven, means to stand on a street corner and protest, loudly.
As a very young boy I FOUND myself asking myself WHY I always flipped through Time magazine backwards to front and only read the headlines. Many years later doing just that led to discovering my whole Lennon expose.
In 1971, four years before somebody else got credit for the same thing, I became the first human being to trisect an angle with just a compass and a straight edge. Seeing a bias with an arc segment versus a line segment I intuitively merely butterflied the procedure the opposite way to reverse the bias which presented not just two points, but a set of two points. Now all you have to do is bisect these sets of points and, viola!, perfect trisection of both acute and obtuse angles. Less geometry wisdom and more intuitive wisdom. I beat out Newton, Galileo, Einstein. My geometry teacher, then, Dick Nixon, (Not Richard) who accommodated me in his home one night had to agree with me saying; “Now, if you could write down in an equation and explain why this works you’d be world famous..” What struck me was how easy it was, taking a total of 30 minutes of my time before it was solved. My first hunch proved right.
No flash in the pan, me, I then scored in the top 3% in my S.A.T. language section and top 13 % in math where I merely took the common sense guess to get lucky. I don’t like math. I was also the best artist in my high school.
In 1982, while flipping through year and a half old issues of Time and Newsweek magazines to re read the story about Mark Chapman I accidentally stumbled onto highly sophisticated , yet pretty obvious, government codes in the headlines about Lennon’s then upcoming murder. Months later I would also find the killer’s alleged name and letter linking Reagan and the killer’s face and true identity printed just before the murder. Again, in a most uncanny way, I discovered, yet, another of life’s biggest secrets. Little, ol me.
Now, the laundry list of too weird to be a coincidence episodes;
As a young boy, while flying my new model airplane on a string , the neighborhood kids asked to take turns. I allowed them and they crashed it, over and over and over, deliberately, into the sidewalk. It was my first look at jealousy. I was about six years old. A few years later these same boys hit me in the face for no reason, to the point my father had a talk with their father about it. A few years later these two boy’s father was burned alive while trying to put out a water heater fire that exploded across the street. The boom could be heard for several blocks. He mistook a can of gasoline for water, believe it or not. By the time my dad got there it was too late. Just a coincidence, I thought, at the time. Those boys never bothered me again and even avoided me.
In 1973(?) a college roommate of mine, Hartmut G###, I suspect, deliberately bent my left thumb back, hard, while I slept. He knew how badly I wanted to play pro golf and I caught him before doing something at night to another roommate of mine. He drove a GTO and me an MGB. A year later or so my father said to me; “Steve, an old roommate of yours, Hartmut G###, is in the hospital. He wrecked his sportscar (He had purchased a Volvo two seater sports car like my MGB.)..Why don’t you come see him?” I had to explain why, disappointing my dad I could be so cold. It must have freaked Hartmut out to find my father treating him after what he did to my thumb. Do you think? My no show taught Hartmut that, asleep or not, I knew it was him that wrenched my thumb that night.
In about 1971 my father, while flying us (our entire family) all in his private plane over mountain tops in Lake Tahoe, California, resorted to playing “chicken” with SEVERAL mountaintops. Only I had the wherewithal to consider he might be serious about taking us all out then and there. He was a complicated man, my father. In 1984, on the tenth anniversary of Nixon’s resignation and a week after Stephen King mailed me a threat letter, my father died as a passenger on a ski lift plane in New Zealand on a mountaintop near Christ’s Church. Just exactly as he may have considered killing me a dozen years before. Amazing!
His friend, a sheriff in my hometown who my father confided in, turned me in to the Secret Service and F.B.I. before Terry Chodash, an agent, interviewed me in early 1983. After that my life became terrorism hell. I was promptly charged with “Breaking and Entering” and “Attempted Grand Theft”, before the false charges were dropped. For weeks I was the only person in attendance in the court room. Spooky. This sheriff was promoted to detective, after, but then died of colon cancer shortly thereafter. He was in his 50’s, only. I recall how I, as a ten year old, opened his combination lock on his weight room in one try to his amazement, then.
In 1987 a Thomas Decker and his six foot seven inch tall accomplice teamed up to break my nose on a sidewalk and dislocate my arm using martial arts. They even tried to break my hip with their boots. A year later this Thomas Decker was sporting a mouth with zero teeth all of a sudden. Either somebody knocked them all out or he lost them to meth abuse, I suspect. He was dressing with expensive cloths I noticed for a while and he must have been paid for his thumping me. All he said was “We don’t need the publicity.” before doing his spin moves. Of course the D.A. Costello, refused to charge him. He was last seen living in a sleeping bag in Golden gate Park. It may be that Sylvia Chase and Jim Paymar, two news anchors whose names appeared a month earlier on my billboard, were behind the hit, I don’t know. They both were fired and had to move to the east coast to get a job, after, I noticed.
Dianne Feinstein, mayor of San Francisco, then, made my new billboard; “FEINSTEIN AND S.F.P.D. HIRING THUGS TO CRIPPLE ME” Two days before the Golden Gate Bridge walk and exactly a month before I was assaulted she had the police confiscate my signs and arrest me only to drop charges days after the bridge walk was over. She found herself with a bridge nearly collapsing under the weight of the people. Her earlier idea to upgrade with cement backfired and she had to then spend millions to rip out all that new concrete and lay down lighter weight asphalt. “Ha, Ha! Dianne!”
About the same year a man who kicked me in the back to deliberately injure me was next seen a year later in a wheelchair, the same leg that kicked me the one he permanently hurt. By now I was starting to notice a pattern involving an avenging angel punishing my trespassers.
A week before the late 90’s Loma Prieta earthquake I visited Santa Cruz for the first time, ever. Every other major city of the bay area I had already visited. I recall thinking as I left a week later, how sad that no one cared about Lennon’s murder, even in Santa Cruz. I thought the worst might happen. Not only DID it happen, it happened exactly as I took the podium in Santa Rosa at a City Council meeting. The room was shaking over 100 miles away from the epicenter. All the bay area was affected. The bay area that betrayed me and John Lennon. I recall joking with citizens who saw the shake on the televised meeting; “I really shake things up at city hall.”
In 1992, world famous newspaper columnist Herb Caan died of a heart attack a week after slandering me in The San Francisco Chronicle. I remember his words; “Our Mr. Lighfoot is now making a fool of himself in Bangor, Maine accusing Stephen King of being John Lennon’s murderer…” And he’s a newspaper man who knew I was right about all that, anyway.
In 1994(?) I was given three consecutive days on L.A. talk radio, 15 minutes per day, to air my evidence where Nixon was living at the time. Morton Downey Jr., actor Robert Downey’s father, was the brave host and I let loose with my best and pulled down “Tricky Dicky’s” pants but good. Two or three weeks later and an hour after I then, again, confronted Henry Kissinger on talk radio, Nixon suffered what would be a fatal stroke. I always thought he had my father killed in that plane crash and now I had just killed him, legally, with stress and the truth.
(I will forget a lot of instances, here, but will put them down after I remember them.)
In the early 90’s(?) in Santa Rosa I asked the City Council to help me prosecute King. Their vice mayor came out on record a month later proclaiming that they would not help me nor was it their duty. His remarks made a write up in the paper, in fact. A few months later he was diagnosed with terminal cancer.
In the mid 90’s Monterey experienced it’s worst, ever, one day of rain that turned the peninsula into an island. Amazingly, that was the night when the Monterey police arrested me on suspicion of theft regarding a poncho I found on the street. They immediately dismissed the charge but it rained in a torrent hours after the drama.
Fast forward to June 1999 and Stephen King was struck by a van and seriously inured, almost killed, in fact. Dozens of broken bones leaving him on crutches in time to watch his daughter marry a black lesbian woman. I had been in his hometown of Bangor, Maine, years before, for six months, driving in my van. In 1992 he had my ticketed several times in a few days and other tricks he played on me – once hiring two teenagers to try to disconnect my brake lines. I caught them in the act. – King was being found guilty of having sex with a 15 year old that year in Belfast, Maine. The moral of the story, though, is how he had me falsely arrested and slandered on the national televised news as a stalker for displaying a sign outside his book signing in Santa Cruz in 1994 that read; STEPHEN KING IS A MURDERER; IT’S TRUE OR HE’D SUE”. That night, before a crowd, he said; “I guess we took a few shingles off of his (My) roof, today…” Then HE got mowed down in Lewiston, Maine and almost killed, years later. I ran him out of Maine and he has lived in Florida for decades, now, secretly.
Several years ago Charlie Rose of television fame was on top of the world getting media perk after media perk after interviewing Stephen King three times in one year when nobody else would. Suddenly he was seen everywhere, rewarded for providing King with interviews. Then, flushed with his success, one day, he tried to give a news woman a kiss on live television and was last seen off all media air, entirely. I call THAT the Stephen King curse.
I remember how it was about 2015 that a navy jet ran over the runway and into the ocean just as I happened to be sunbathing on Coronado island near San Diego. Just hundreds of yards away. I was watching them land and practice and it happened as I was walking off the beach. Months before a navy cadet, in uniform, in pickup truck with rubber fenders rammed his truck hard into my narrow wheelbase Toyota van at 75 mph and I could have rolled and been killed. It was the second time in five years I had been a victim of another vehicle plowing into me at over 60 mph, the first a T – bone at an intersection that was mysteriously paved over the next day. And, so it seemed like payback for the Navy for crashing into my vehicle months before. They suffered millions in damages, me, just elbow grease and thinner to wipe the six foot long rubber skid mark off my van. And all while I just happened to be sunbathing there for the first time in twenty years.
In 2016(?) while in Goleta near Santa Barbara I was ticketed for crossing a line turning right. It was exactly where I had slept the day before and the cop may have been looking for me. Santa Barbara is Reagan country and, if the officer wasn’t partisan, the judge absolutely was when she relished finding me guilty. So much so, in fact, that I warned her of the impending bad karma that would probably befall the area for their crime against me, today. By then I was well aware of my avenging angel powers. In just the two years following that presumptuous remark, made on court television, for proof, they suffered three major oil spills off their coast ruining three summers there, their worst fires ever, followed by their worst mudslides, ever, followed by a mass shooter at the U.C.S.B campus where many students were shot and mowed down by his car. This last fact just a mile from where I was ticketed. Then, as if that wasn’t enough, Goleta suffered a fire that destroyed either 500 or 5,000 houses, I think the paper said.. That judge must have been reeling at the time of all this bad karma, remembering my taped remarks.
In 2017, on the Venice beach boardwalk near L.A. I was struck violently with a roundhouse haymaker punch while holding my guitar. The assailant went running away when I put my guitar down momentarily and scurried away from me, after. The police and D.A. refused to arrest him and acted like friends when they met. Even the watching crowd seemed to enjoy my misery and I made a one hour rambling rant up and down their boardwalk about how even Jim Morrison of The Doors left that town it was so drug infested and depraved. I cleared the boardwalk in one hour with that speech. The next DAY a man was struck and killed by lightning there. Right on the beach where I spoke. In the years that followed the boardwalk descended into a community of druggie homeless tents taking over the beach, their urine taking over the ocean breeze lowering the image of the neighborhood. Riff Raff took it over.
On John Lennon’s birthday, several years ago, a PG&E device sparked the worst fire in my hometown’s history. Santa Rosa. I happened to be in Healdsburg just ten miles away from the epicenter preparing to have my van serviced the next day. I was living in Monterey at the time. I awoke to a red sky and didn’t realize it was Lennon’s birthday until days later. Santa Rosa failed and tormented it’s evidence hero before all that.
In 2019, while about to receive a dental operation, and right after I inherited almost $100, 000.00, law enforcement used that as a platform to wreck my newly painted van and charge me with a crime of driving while intoxicated. I made the mistake of asking a retired Santa Cruz officer / coffee shop owner if he knew of anyone willing to drive me one block to an appointment. He knew who I was, though. A Chris Malsack lept out of my van with the door open, in neutral, and may have even then pushed it from behind to get it rolling. I had to jump from the back section into the driver’s seat to stop it from doing more serious damage. It still suffered over $2,000.00 damages, though. I had 0.00 alcohol or drugs they hoped to find but prosecuted me, anyway. FOR OVER TWO YEARS before it was dismissed in the interest of justice. Meanwhile I was forced to endure having to fire two lawyers and recuse three judges along the way. I never gave up my speedy trial rights, either. Completely bogus, all around. State Terrorism. Period! It was the sheriff and C.H.P. who instigated the citation and, low and behold, while in mid stride with all that court criminality around me, a dozen sheriff’s and C.H.P. cars passed my van on the freeway in pursuit of another man named Steven, also in a van. He (Steven Carrillo) then shot and killed a sheriff from the same station that cited me and another C.H.P. officer in the hand, ALSO from the same station involved with me. I, in fact, warned the C.H.P. officer a year earlier to get out if he’s in a plot to avoid any bad karma.
Then, the worst thunderstorms, ever, torched the very neighborhood of both the D.A. prosecuting me and the officer Rawson who set me up with this driver, evacuating them from their homes as Santa Cruz suffered it’s worst fires, ever. Ever see the movie “Thunderbolt and Lightfoot” ?
On December 07, 2019, as I was being interviewed on KSCO Radio a caller remarked; “Even if Stephen King DID kill John Lennon, it’s old news, now, and not important…” I responded by saying this; “If that’s the best mankind can do in dealing with this news, if mankind cannot jail Stephen King in my lifetime, then I pray a mountain sized asteroid puts this weak race out of it’s misery for it’s own good….” I continued to say that a humanity that weak, compared to how they could live under the truth armed with evidence, is too pitiful to go on reproducing. Too stupid to deserve such a magnificent planet. Unworthy of life, itself. I’m sure many listeners indulged in jealous mocking of me thinking how pitiful I must be to think MY thoughts are that important to our future at all. Exactly a few weeks later America and the world were hit with Covid -19, a germ warfare agent that got released in China about the exact time I made those remarks. Coincidence? Again? Really? I am not the second coming but I’m sure this world will try to brand me as the anti-Christ after I am famous the amazing coincidences surrounding me are so profuse. Just because mankind is sick. Hey, somebody has to man up and save you slobs, is all. Otherwise I’m just a little smarter and wiser and braver than you all are. That’s all, maybe.
Several Monterey establishments that 86’d me from their businesses were all shut down for years right after their jealous outbursts. The Bull and Bear I 86’d myself from due to their discriminate passing me over in the karaoke rotation. Covid-19 closed them down a week later, indefinitely. Lollapalooza bar that actually served Stephen King weeks earlier was also shut down permanently. Brittania Arms, for two years, maybe for 86ing me a year earlier. A waitress at a local golf course cafe who was alarmed at my even remarking about my avenging angel complained to management that it made her feel threatened. I was 86’d from their cafe as a result. Months later she was re purposed into having to drive a snack golf cart around for tips instead of waitressing. This lasted for years, too. Only now has that cafe re-opened.
December 09, 2022 to present (3-9-’23) Almost 90 days and 90 nights of non stop rain since Monterey stiffed my anniversary rally. Since the Whisky Club bar, the Mechanic’s Bank and the M.P.D. cited me twice in three days for singing from my van like I have been doing for years, before and since. Since ducking my Lennon murder evidence, now, for decades. Last night the rain and wind threatened to blow down trees and trees were blown over. No electricity for most of Monterey, 1 mph traffic everywhere with no signal lights and it’s getting hairy weather wise around here. Since my Dec. 8 rally fell flat with no support Monterey county has suffered 100 million in damages and dozens of lost lives. Another big storm is due this week, still. Roofs are caving in from all the snow fall all over California and it seems TO ME that God is getting you all ready to wake up and jail Stephen King before you all get a monster asteroid up your ungrateful, ignorant butts. That God is warning you, incrementally.(P.S. I found out, the next day, that, had I slept at my usual place that night of the high winds, a 600 pound tree branch would have fallen on my van, I noticed. Seems I was protected in the event just by sleeping in Pacific Grove that night.)
Oh, I did mention the mid 90’s one night of rain here that turned the peninsula into an island just hours after the M.P.D. falsely tried to arrest me for finding a poncho on the sidewalk, right? (I did.)
And so we arrive at the present with the local manager of a homeless center getting hospitalized for a bad fall days after he and I got into an argument, there, and as I am under court attack by Panetta and his corrupt government and courts and police. (See the details at the end of this section.) The two back to back citations issued by Whisky Club and Mechanic’s Bank in mid July of 2022 and the police cars that descended on me scared off the public who had been giving me thumbs up and applause for my singing. By the time my December 8 rally rolled around I experienced a no show for the only time in the last three years. Almost exactly after that blew up in my face Monterey experienced perhaps the very wettest and worst winter in it’s history. It continues. In my opinion bad karma will HAVE to continue until Stephen King is wearing hand cuffs. Until then bad karma is what you all deserve. Are you slobs up to it, is the question. Or would you all rather be his prisoner of fear, too weak to stand up to his evil, sociopathic crime against us all? The crime that BEGAN your national melt down.
The sign I’m brandishing on my van lately reads; CALLING ME NUTS KEEPS YOU STUPID
The riddle involved in this expose is such that it seems like God is trying to see just how ridiculous a species he created by shoving all this irony, evil and upside down-ness on us and watching as you ALL respond by suckling up to the tit of the boot that kicked us in the ribs instead of arresting the monster and ending the madness. As if to justify, first, any cataclysm he may be considering. If you don’t think the epidemic of mass shootings plaguing America, especially, aren’t related to King killing John Lennon and your apathy about it you aren’t even paying attention. His mid 70’s book; “Rage” was about a school shooter before there were school shooters. He enjoys your national meltdown, too. Incrementally, we are being warned something’s wrong and evil among us.
I don’t look at it as wishing death on mankind as much as I see myself giving humanity a chance to AVOID such an otherwise deserved and certain fate by redeeming itself by jailing Stephen King. Like a man. Not the coward humanity has become. But for me you may be all doomed.
I’m sure I forgot at least a dozen other examples I could list. The problem is if I need more examples you all need your heads examined not to notice a supernatural phenomenon going on, here. If I need anything more than my website’s listed evidence to motivate all of mankind to descend on their lying media to out this news and arrest Stephen King then humanity is utterly mad to begin with, anyway. And you ARE all mad, trust me. Jesus used parables because he knew that mankind’s heart was hard and it’s eyes closed, otherwise. If King ADMITTED he killed Lennon you’d all STILL sit on your hands, admit it. You just love fearing and licking that government boot so much, don’t you? Oh, by the way, Jesus died BECAUSE of our sins. If his death saved us why are you all STILL killing the smart guy? Truth MIGHT save you, though.
WEIRDISMS PART II; MY GUARDIAN ANGEL;
And, yet, there is more, people, my guardian angel. Let’s start with last week, March 9, 2023. Just two days before I was on television at the Monterey City Council meeting explaining how it was that I was detained and almost arrested by M.P.D. for finding a poncho on a sidewalk hours before the mid 90’s deluge that turned the peninsula into an island began. I added how it is, now, that beginning the day after Monterey failed my Dec. 8 anniversary rally it has rained cats and dogs for 90 days and 90 nights in Monterey costing 100 million in damages and lost lives and all, I think, for molesting me with two tickets in a row in downtown for singing from my van like I have been doing for years and scaring off the public who had been supporting me until then. My three minutes expired and I walked out of the meeting. Two days later the wind and rain was so bad it knocked out power in all of Monterey for two days and knocked down trees everywhere. A levee broke, too, flooding a whole town. I happened to park in Pacific Grove, for whatever reason, that night instead of my usual spot in Monterey. As the wind howled and the100 foot tall trees all around me groaned I thought I must be nuts to stay parked there. A tree might fall and ruin my van. The next day I joined everybody in 1 mph traffic with all the signals out back to my normal spot, eventually, and noticed the next morning when I awoke that the one tree above where I normally park had been blown down and was now on the sidewalk with chainsaw cuts already made by city workers. Had I been there over 600 pounds of tree would have ruined my fiberglass roof. BUT my GUARDIAN ANGEL spared me, yet, again. Meanwhile my avenging angel kicked a little ass.
When I was about 14 years old, while hunting, two people were in the woods, one putting my head in the cross hairs of a scope 22 Ithica rifle. I was sitting down eating a banana. I heard a loud explosion from about 100 yards away and felt something graze my right ear. I looked behind me and saw a plume of dust rising and a single blade of grass waving back and forth. Someone had just tried to kill me yet I was, again, spared. I will spare the guilty the shame of announcing who they are but they both know that they both have paid a karmic price for it with their less than perfect lives, lately. Ironically, the trigger man was severely beaten with a belt weeks later by (Withheld), not for trying to kill me, but because he had not put the scope on straight after using it. It was as if (Withheld) knew what happened without knowing why. A nervous breakdown, also, years after, and karma took it’s toll on him. The event was so traumatic to me I blocked it out, completely, for decades. Only decades later a matter concerning (Withheld) estate prompted me to remember at all.
When I was only about three years old me and a neighborhood kid would hit these shiny things for hours on a porch with hammers. They were 22 bullets I would later learn. How nobody in that circle of enthusiastic kids watching ever got hit is a miracle.
In both of my high speed “accidents” in 2010 and 2015 I could easily have been killed but emerged unscathed. The first involved a woman gunning it to get through a red light as it had changed hitting my meat delivery truck (Not my website van, conveniently.) broadside at about 60 mph in Concord, Ca.. My truck was knocked 30 feet sideways before landing on it’s side, my trainee / passenger spared by the door frame and the woman by her crumple zone, airbags and seatbelts. Her Toyota Landrunner was snub nosed to the windshield, too. Nobody was hurt. A miracle. Two days later I was good enough to hobble to the scene on crutches to take photos of the intersection. I thought I was set up and that someone tried to assassinate me, frankly. I saw that the intersection was freshly repaved with new asphalt destroying the scene of the accident. To make matters even more suspicious the woman who ran the light wasn’t cited though witnesses saw her run the light. AND I learned from a city employee that that city has a room where all it’s traffic signals can be manually controlled. Barack Obama, our president, then, must have been mortified. Did I turn his hair grey?
In the second “accident”, years alter after I moved to southern California for fear of my life up north, and also under Barack Obama, a uniformed navy cadet, about 20 years old and 110 pounds, slammed his Toyota Tacoma with rubber fenders hard into my narrow wheel based Toyota van doing, by his own admission, 75 mph. It left a six foot by two feet rubber skid mark all across my van and I had to chase him down to get him to pull over. The C.H.P. took 45 minutes to respond (To hold a meeting after learning I was involved?). Highly unusual, too, they did not cite this man who admitted driving ten miles over the limit when he ran into me. Very bizarre. My van did NOT roll and I did NOT die.
In 2001, while driving to San Rafael, Ca. to see my club builder (I managed a custom golf shop at the time.) and an hour after having my brakes installed, I found myself on the steep, downhill north side of the famous “Waldo Grade” It was drizzly and suddenly traffic was stopped in my lane and I had to merge, hard, out of it to avoid a catastrophe. My new brakes, you see, were slick and not braking too well and I found myself swirling in the middle of heavy traffic doing three complete donuts at about 65 mph until I came to a stop in the middle of the freeway. Nobody was hit and, when I drove away, drivers who witnessed the event looked at me like I was a ghost to be alive. I attribute my miracle “save” to having had my undercarriage coated with heavy weatherproofing in 1992 while in Maine which made my vehicle’s center of gravity very low or I may have rolled, instead.
When I was mugged and savagely beaten in 2008 by a gang of 10 young men in Spanish Harlem, Manhattan N.Y. I emerged with a broken jaw that, miraculously, fell into place, perfectly, two nights later, (I could here the pieces click and lock) and even my temporarily damaged right eye is back to almost normal, now. Weeks later one of the assailants who recognized me (They had my camera and saw my van) said; “Man, you almost DIED!” when he saw me holding signs in Washington Park.
Just hours before that assault I discovered that someone had pushed a lit cigar into my van’s cab and it burned a hole in my door fabric. Someone had tried to burn down my van. That also didn’t happen. That traumatic discovery is why I found myself looking for a bag of pot to calm my nerves that night.
When I was 21 (1975) and zig zagging, testing my new Pirelli tires (When tires are at their slickest) on my ’72 MGB doing 75 mph I suddenly found myself going sideways down the freeway and then backwards but I saw an off ramp and took it.BACKWARDS at 75 mph. A smile lit up across my face at the fun of this ride and I had complete confidence I would be alright. I DID manage to come to a stop just before crashing into a cyclone fence. My former high school girlfriend’s brother actually saw the whole event play out. What I had to wonder at, looking at my tire tracks, was the perfect half donut I made around a light pole I don’t remember even seeing. Had I not instinctually done that I ‘d have hit it and my gas tank would have exploded and who knows what else.
A year before that, while on route to see that same, then, former girlfriend, I hit a patch of mud that found my MGB swinging both rear tires off the road rounding a hairpin turn and over a cliff only to hear them both thump back onto the roadway again or I’d have fallen thirty feet and who knows what. A full 180 degrees of my cars rear end swinging over a cliff and then back on to the road. Whew!!
I’ll admit I was a little rambunctious in my early 20’s (Totally mild mannered, now.) but most of these accidents were the result of slippery new equipment or mud or other drivers, not entirely me. All that adventure has made me a very safe driver, today. Because I worry a head on collision is on the menu for me where my political enemies are concerned, I drive on the outside edge of my lane whenever I’m driving against oncoming traffic, just to be extra safe, in fact.
Lucky Lightfoot? I’m sure there’s much more that I don’t happen to remember, now, (There was the time I held that same car at 90 degrees through mud sliding sideways for several seconds through a series of S curves, a drop off on one side and a cliff face on the other..) but there is some evidence I have an Guardian angel and not just an Avenging angel.
What about all of you, however? Are you pissing God off for being washouts and weaklings in the face of Lennon murder evidence? For siding with evil???? For protecting mankind’s enemy; Stephen King? For martyring my youth? Is he or she deciding if a space rock is the only answer for all of you? Is God bored with your lack of humanity and is he thinking of delivering the rock I saw in 1966 to “put you out of your misery” for being so helpless and stupid? Is he convinced his recipe was a mistake when he made us? Time too start life over? Even if you’re all just jealous of me for finding the evidence, that’s reason enough.
I honestly believe that if I am killed by your irresponsible apathy that you will all perish from just such an asteroid like the one I saw in 1966. That that’s WHY I saw it. To let me know what’s out there that can destroy us and make sure we never deserve such a fate. To, then, pick ME to find the goldmine of hard evidence that CAN save us all and run with it. To see if mankind is smart enough to recognize and listen to it’s heroes and not crucify them for being smarter than the masses. Currently I’m convinced it would serve you all right, too. Any species that wastes it’s heroes and lets villains kill them and take over are evil incarnate and are, in fact, most probably, better off dead.
(Library time expiring, will continue, later….)
Now, back to my failed Dec. 8 rally and your responsibility for that.. ….There I was, December 08, Lennon’s murder anniversary, armed with evidence and courage and billboards, a stack of my evidence magazines, color photos of King and Chapman and the autograph hound, a stack of signs for people to grab onto and everything a well public would need to take advantage of. I even distributed almost 1,000 flyers about the rally all over Monterey and Santa Cruz. For weeks I erected signs on my van advertising my rally’s time and place. I stood there in downtown Monterey with a huge sign that read; “STEPHEN KING IS A MURDERER; IT’S TRUE OR HE’D SUE” all next to my emblazoned website van smack dab in the center of downtown Monterey. I was on talk radio for weeks advertising my rally. For two decades my van(s) and website have been up and I’m somewhat famous with the talk radio crowd. I have discovered the killer’s face, alleged name and letter linking Reagan just before the crime and government codes all about Lennon’s then upcoming murder in back issues of Time, Newsweek and U.S. News magazines. How many “brave’ Americans showed up to support me? None. That’s how many. What a nation of cowards if ever there was one. I’m telling, too. I’ve learned the hard way that you, as a species, are sick, jealous hero killers and masochists. You’re all so miserable having to struggle and work and put up with all the hypocrisy in life and all the taxes and tricks of living under government that you actually feel good about the death of anyone better than the rest of us like a John Lennon. It makes you all feel less stupid than you really are. “Wow! Life’s a lot easier, now, not having to live up to the standards of a wiser, braver man among us who seems to have the answers to our problems. Can’t let anyone show up religion and government. No sir, We’re not ready for that…”. You’re afraid of your governments. Boot-lickers, in a word. Not me. Nope. That just sucks, people. How do you stand it, living like a slave under the thumb of pure evil? If you only respond to fear let me advise you that I may have the say so in whether or not a mountain sized asteroid wipes out all your stupidity for good. Don’t be too surprised if I am seen, soon, brandishing a sign that will read;
“ASTEROID, ERASE THIS NASTY RACE!” I SAW the huge, mountain sized one that just missed us in 1966 “BLIP!” is how fast and powerful it was. From one end of the sky to the other in a millisecond. NO earthly way to affect it, either. Our only defense is not deserving it in the first place.. My first ever dealt from the top hand in poker WAS a royal flush. My father, a doctor, no less, was frozen in silence for a minute before he had to explain what my dealt hand was to my siblings. I have powers you wouldn’t understand.
(I look around and watch as you let China hover over us all with possible nukes or germ warfare weaponry aboard their “Weather balloon” and I see news clips about organ donations listed among ways for our prisoners to lighten their sentences. Just like China. Nope, you don’t need a hero to slap some sense into you, No, you’re too smart to need a hero. Just like you can’t seem to find artists as good as The Beatles since The Beatles. No, you’re not stagnant and unauthentic. No, not you. It so happens their “weather” balloon was in our air space just AS the northeast had record -41 degree freeze temperatures simultaneously. Nope, nothing wrong with that picture, either. You poor fools.)
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END ITALIAN MAFIA RULE IN MONTEREY – OUST THE PANETTA DYNASTY
Hi, people. Steve Lightfoot, here, of lennonmurdertruth.com and the yellow website van. Since my 1982 discovery of government codes in the headlines of major magazines including Chapman’s letter linking Reagan and the killer’s face and true identity (Stephen King, not Chapman) my life has become terrorism hell. Monterey is especially corrupt.
The title headline will be my next billboard and if you are receiving this flyer / hand out you already know I am brandishing it for all to see. In fact, the reverse side reads; “IS WHISKEY CLUB A ‘WISE GUY’ CLUB? Locals know the Italian mafia has always ruled the government of Monterey and Santa Cruz counties. Screw ANY mafia presence anywhere in America. The fact that they are molesting me with phony tickets (Two in just three days.) with their corrupt police department is proof that they are too pussy to stand up to evil asshole at large, geek / assassin; Stephen King. Stephen King is, in fact, jerking THEM around like a dog. The Italian mafia of Monterey licking the boot of government EVIL! You’ve got your District Attorney Pacioni and your two biggest politicians Leon and Jimmy Panetta, all Italian, and Dean Flippo who was the former D.A.. A John Russo (Italian?) rammed his truck into my van and billboards two Lennon murder anniversaries ago at my rally and was let go by officer Hill who refused to pursue the matter. He said to me, first; “I think you’re a piece of shit!” Siding out of fear with the bad guys. Like pussies. Then there is Paul Whitecross, likely an Englishman like me, who threatened me in front of his Brittania Arms Pub saying; “I’ll smash your face like a pumpkin…we don’t care about you…we have ways to stop you…” I happened to tape record those remarks. (He also owns The Monarch pub in Pacific Gove. This just weeks before his friend across the street, owner of The Whisky Club, who admits on radio that Leon and Jimmy Panetta are among their den of leaders in their “Think Tank” bar of probably court and police officials, etc., falsely cited me for a peace disturbance where there was none last July 9, 2022. Two days earlier The Mechanic’s Bank manager had me cited for singing from my van, also. For three years I’ve BEEN singing from my van exactly as I did those two days without a ticket. I have continued to do so a hundred times since without a citation including immediately while the officers were still present.. So why two in a row all at once when I was within the 50 feet limit requirement for amplified sound (My van’s C.D. player)? The police CLAIM they did not record my activity with body cam. They have zero hard evidence! Even if the W.C. owners used a cell phone they have no evidence. It just happened to be the first day I was holding billboards from my driver’s window. Prior to those two display / terrorism arrests downtown the public was giving me lots of thumbs up and high fives. (You ARE capable of being good.) So it appears even you, the public, are in their cross hairs. I knew Leon Panetta was a sick man when I watched him giggle uncontrollably on 60 Minutes as he reveled in how he killed thousands of Iraqi’s under various presidents he worked for. Jimmy, his son, seems to be a lot like Hunter Biden, riding Daddy’s coattails. Time to end this unholy dynasty controlling our police and courts.
And then there’s Clint Eastwood, another person of power who has a history with me. In 1980(?) he had an associate of his buy me a drink with a knock out drug in it while I was on a date with his girlfriend. REALLY! I passed out in her arms and remained out for a whole day, people. I regret not busting Clint, then. I made the mistake of giving him celebrity allowances and just kept quiet about it, until, until 2001. Kind of like all of you sicko’s give Stephen King a pass for destroying our world. He must have had penis problems to do that to another man. He never was convincing as the leading man in his movie roles I’ve also noticed. In 2001 he tried to befriend me at a golf event until I gave him the slip. Then, a year later, I refused him a slice of my pizza because I was sick at the time. He wasn’t happy and had me set up and removed from the grounds, towing my van and me off the Pebble Beach grounds. (The origin of his subsequent famous movie line; “Get off my lawn, punk!”) At THAT point I first let loose with flyers about his 1980 trick on me and was promptly allowed back in to watch the golf. but I ruffled his feathers but good, I know. I’m sure what he did 1n 1980 has hurt him more than it hurt me. Is he now trying to exact revenge before he dies and sic his police on me? Mistake! You see, just days before these tickets I had to get on KSCO Radio and explain all this because a Clint Eastwood called and may have tried to intimidate me from ever exposing that ever again.; “…because you know what I know that you know…when Ii was having sex with Salinas women…if you get in my way again, punk, I’ll blast you into the ground…” Of course I had to explain.
These are the people in our midst who I believe are molesting me with their corrupt court system. Obama / Biden tried, twice to kill me in high speed accidents (60 and 75 mph incidents), In the first T-bone incident the intersection was paved over the next day to destroy evidence.!!!!!! Obama even gave Stephen King a medal in the White House. In 1995 Clinton invited King to The White House. They all know what he did. We’re all under government evil!. Visit my website’s ‘ “New Developments” page. Check out the chapter titled; ‘Dec 7, 2019 Interview’ Rummage around and SEE what I’m up against. Unprecedented abuses for any Californian in all our history. Hundreds of incidents, kidnapping, beatings, gun pointing and false arrests. Even my father’s suspicious plane crash, initially. Recent events are listed below, here.
What can YOU do about it? I protest every Sunday at noon in downtown Monterey on Alvarado Street. I have plenty of evidence and signs for you to hold.
(Now, back to where I was before I was so rudely interrupted. about your pussy no show for my rally)
(……..I notice it rained hard for 40 days and 40 nights and caused 100 million in damages to our area. It so happens it started right after you FAILED to help me rally Dec. 8, 2022.The last time it rained this hard was over 20 years ago the night the Monterey police first tried to arrest me for a bogus charge then that was dismissed. That one day of torrential rain made the peninsula an island. I think I have an avenging angel.)
My next move? To erect a huge billboard to beckon an asteroid to take you weaklings out of your misery. That’s right. Something nobody has ever done to my knowledge. I’m advertising to God, himself, what a disaster his creation, humanity, really turned out to be. Ruled by Satan and against all that is good and truthful. Too weak and pitiful to withstand the use of evil by government against them.
When I was 12 I saw a 50 mile wide asteroid just miss earth. It was as if I was chosen to see this sight. Only once or twice a year did I ever sleep outdoors in my back yard. No sooner did I fluff up my pillow and settle in and look up to the sky and there it suddenly was; ” BLIP!!!!” As if shown to me on a silver platter. From one end of the sky to the other in a split second. Utterly soundless for being so close, I recall. From California to Hawaii in about three seconds, people. (Our media says it takes an asteroid three minutes to go from coast to coast, people. It’s a lie. More like four seconds time. They say they can avert one. That’s a lie, too. The power involved is otherworldly and incomprehensible.) The trail took up about one SIXTH of the sky. Orange and yellow, too, not just white. If I had blinked I would have missed it. Right away, my thought was; “We all almost just died!” I saw man’s worst nightmare, the one that DID kill the last residents here, the dinosaurs, almost kill us all, too. I told nobody about this for years for fear they’d think I was crazy. I met a man last month who saw the same thing from North Carolina. All the same elements of date, time and direction and scope. It was real and just happened recently. There are mountains out there still waiting to kill all life on earth, practically. I imagine a freeze would follow whatever fiery initial cataclysm occurred. The dirt kicked up would soon blot out the sun and unless you were able to burrow underground you’d not make it. Like the last time. The Gulf of Mexico is a CRATER, PEOPLE!!! That’s how big they are. California’s central valley looks like an asteroid divot from a glancing blow that jumped over the L.A. mountains and carved out the Sea of Cortez between Mexico and Baja. It all lines up, too. Big rocks out there.
I saw it. I KNOW what sitting ducks we all are. YOU DON”T. You blithering fools have NO IDEA! But you worry I might be God’s designated decider, don’t you? I really have thought, since, that I was shown this sight for a reason. That I might have been the one person good enough alive to spare us all, then, but that I had better warn my fellow man, somehow, to deserve a better fate and become better people, like me, too, or else. That I was to discover the cryptographic evidence to prove what happed to Lennon later was my purpose, I suppose.
I actually prayed for this asteroid to take us all out if we did not jail King in my lifetime while being interviewed on KSCO Radio on Dec. 7, 2019. (Check for yourselves in their archives.) It was in response to a caller who said that, even if I was right and King DID kill Lennon, it was old news and no longer important. You see how evil people are in their opinions? God MADE you evil that way. All of you! Two weeks later Covid hit the wicked world, too.
Look at Paul McCowardly’s life since he betrayed us all with silence; Linda, his wife, died. He then failed in a marriage to a one legged woman and his music petered out like John predicted it would. George Harrison, too, the “Quiet One”, died of an illness after almost being killed by a nut with a knife, first. Silence did him in, I think, too. Of all people to turn coat; Paul and George. Paul’s actually looking under slept and worried, lately, fearing the truth will all come out and his cowardliness will be as famous as he is, himself. What a cowardly, stupid fool! As if he couldn’t at least put my website address on a t-shirt in public, even. He has the fame but not the spine.
The moment I was being born America was in the process of exploding our biggest weapons test ever, the Bikini Island H-Bomb test. The same exact HOUR, people. (3-1-’54, 10:00am Montana time.) I think I must be a special person to be able to say that, see the world’s biggest asteroid near miss AND discover the evidence regarding what John called “The Event” about his murder that he knew would take place, even then.
If nothing else, my billboard campaign will put my message in it’s proper context and perspective. Even if the asteroid waits until I am dead in 35 years. Meanwhile, Russia is rigging our elections, taking out our power stations, here, as we speak, killing our heroes, and your own children are shooting each other in school they are so upset with the world their parents left them to begin with, not to mention killing themselves with Fentanyl. You’ve all BEEN getting spanked by God all this time since America slid down the toilet since Lennon’s death. You won’t admit it, that you’re lives are a joke. But I WILL. PUBLICLY, too. Just watch, people, what I think of your killing John Lennon with your evil apathy. You say how DARE I summon an asteroid for your just dessert. How dare YOU not care if Stephen King killed John Lennon.
The media was supposed to protect the public mostly from their evil government. A whistleblower watchdog type of agency. Now it is an agency devoted to protecting the government from the public’s right to know. ISN’T IT?? It has BECOME the government in real life. And instead of confronting them and marching me on your shoulders to the media for disclosure, what are you all doing?? You’re keeping quiet for their sake at your expense. Who let that happen? You did.
P.S. To all the animals of the earth, I’m sorry. You are blameless. Satanic man is not, however. Me? I am just speaking truth to evil. That’s all. Evil, apathetic, hero killing all of you. I care more about what I think of you than what you may think of me. I have to live with you monsters. Your shallowness and depravity have found me avoiding sex for decades, now. Congratulations. Oh, and by the way, on occasions where I was about to get close to one of your own, you’d all gang up and jump in and ruin it all. So how sick are all of you to be so afraid I might reproduce?
You, as a society, allow the government to kill off your influential heroes much the same way the Aztecs and the Inca’s sacrificed infants and virgins to volcanos and knives. It makes you feel better about yourselves and less reliant on smarter people than you and your politicians to lead you. “Well, at least I’m better off than John Lennon, for a change. I feel good about that. His superior intellect intimidated me and forced me to rise to higher standards than the slob standards we all cling to like peasants. We can go back to being lazy, lead by the nose ring slobs again. Wheww!!”
“What ‘s the point of living if you can’t let the government murder people smarter than the rest of us?..It’s the only real sport that matters, actually.”
Pretty ugly picture of humanity, right, people? And only you can change that fact about yourself by caring enough about my evidence to demand that Stephen King be punished for what he did to the world and John Lennon.
To all the people who resent me and what I stand for; you morons. I’ll be dead in 35 years and you’ll possibly be stuck not learning from my evidence find and die as stupid as I found you if you fail to honor my find. I already know that you could never be pleased about me no matter how I presented myself. Jesus, too, was not guilty for what you did to him, either. Nobody was saved by his crucifixion. You’re all still letting Barabbas free and killing John Lennon, still. AREN’T YOU?! You’ve deliberately martyred my youth, so karma you, twice, if you resent my coming forward with evidence that you victims desperately need.
Below is the very flyer I distributed, 1,000 strong, in the weeks before my rally. The one my fellow Americans chose to ignore.;
DEC. 8 RALLY; DOWNTOWN MONTEREY (This was this chapter’s original title. You failed yourselves, not me.)
Hi, people. Steve Lightfoot, here, with evidence I discovered in July of 1982 about John Lennon’s murder. Bold print, government codes all about Lennon’s murder in mostly just the headlines in back issues of 1980 Time, Newsweek and U.S. News magazines including the killer’s alleged name and attached letter to the editor three weeks before the murder where he explains how; “…the giant hand of Reagan is moving (him), armed, into a hostile square.”. Also including the killer’s face and true identity, author Stephen King, in print months before the crime and the parallels found in his horror novels. He, not Chapman, is seen getting Lennon’s last autograph. Chapman is a look-alike decoy actor leading you all down a dark path. King, in fact, derives his creative inspiration from knowing he IS the real killer of John Lennon who has been mocking you and laughing at you dupes ever since. He despises mankind. He actually includes the sentence; “The fellow who killed John Lennon…” in two of his books. So evil and in your face you are cowards to see it all. Evidence that includes what is in Richard Nixon’s book; “The Real War” seen the day OF the murder in the foreground next to just elected Reagan. It discusses why media elites like John Lennon must be assassinated, the public be damned. The headline above this photo reads; “Who’s In?” “Who’s Out?”. “Reagan’s In.” “Lennon’s Out.”. These codes are easy to spot. A week earlier the consecutive headlines in Newsweek on facing pages reads; “Odd Men Out…Bad Blood….The Nixon Factor…Stay Tuned…Intensity.” Typical examples read; “Johnny Comes Marching Home…Caught In The Crossfire….The Job Richard Nixon Really Wanted – Blasting The Opposition….America Needs A Poet Laureate, Maybe….The Real John Lennon….The Real Richard Nixon….Thinking About John Lennon…” The codes begin months before and end weeks after the crime. Up to 70 % of the headlines spring to double meaning life, unlike any other time or year you can point to. Definitive, incontrovertible, undeniable evidence that warrants the arrest of Stephen King. It demands immediate attention. It demands activism. A corrupt media and justice system are hiding this all from the public as they terrorize me with multiple false charges all at once, lately.
In the 40 years I have been exposing this King has never denied my claims, ever. He has, instead, moved from Maine to Florida since I spend six months there in 1992. And, yet, the U.S. public is inclined to look the other way and pretend I must be a crazy person to suggest such a thing. The public likes to ignore that G.H.W. Bush twice remarked on television in 1992 “…you know, nobody likes ‘Who Shot John’…” regarding my like named magazine, then, that dropped his ratings 22 points in one week following my visit to Kennebunkport, Maine. The raped public likes to ignore that I might even POSSIBLY be right.
I have other chapters just below this entry to explain your wickedness, apathy, denial, fear of government, messenger resentment and sympathy for the Devil. Dare to read the chapter “DEC,06, 2019 INTERVIEW” for more on that. This news flyer is to direct you to demonstrate with me, a thousand strong, in downtown Monterey, Ca. on Alvarado St. from noon till however long it takes. Anything less than a thousand of you would not properly honor the great John Lennon or all of you, for that matter. Safety in numbers, besides. I have thousands of supporters who I have already noticed showing up is waves to join my Sunday protests only to make a U-turn after seeing no one standing next to me. The trick, people, is to be the first to stand by me. That’s all. I will even promise the first 25 people who do initiate the protest spots in my upcoming four part movie and give out free magazines. Go to my lennonmurdertruth.com website and read more about why it is you, the public, who are insane and disengaged from your own lives and futures. It is all of US who are responsible for John Lennon’s death because our apathy, after, was so predictable that we encouraged the government to pull the trigger, to begin with. Chapman skipped trial, completely, and you kept quiet. Everyone but me. You see? Similarly, if I should be killed it would be all of YOU who would be most to blame for not paying attention, now. You must show the government you care about me.
Currently the local police and courts have falsely charged me with three misdemeanor crimes and five other citations since I moved back here a few years ago. Me, with zero criminal record. The F.B.I., Newsom, Panetta, Paccioni, chief Hober, etc., fervently HOPE I will crack under the terror campaign and lash out at their evil in response so they can arrest and criminalize ME. You people have no idea what it’s like to, not only be hunted by a jealous, evil government, but to also be betrayed by the very public I am trying to save from evil. You have no idea, people, what kind of danger your apathy is foisting on me. In silence, you all ARE evil. Face up to it. I’ve already been kidnapped, handcuffed and been beaten unconscious by S.F.P.D. in 1987 months after martial artists dislocated my arm and broke my nose on a sidewalk after saying just’ “We don’t need the publicity.” I’ve looked down three police gun barrels already and much more, people. Aren’t you all cruel cowards to abide all that evil? Being resentful and jealous of me is just stupid. Aren’t you all, though, my own family included? Religion has failed you. Only disclosing this news – the truth – can ever save you.
I see a path to a thousand of you getting your brave butts, though, to downtown Monterey at noon on Thursday, December 08, the murder anniversary. You’ve already been trying to join me. So JOIN ME and don’t make a U-turn because I am standing all alone in my heroic righteousness. Stand By Me, like Lennon sang in a song, once. McCartney once endorsed me at Berkeley. I have it on tape. Shamefully lame, too. I will out celebrity the world someday if you bring me forward and then you will have what the government obviously fears the most; A VOICE FOR THE PEOPLE. When King murdered Lennon he ripped out your tongues, people. YOU were the ultimate victims. Only YOU can demand disclosure. Until we jail evil Stephen King, agent Yoko Ono, actor Mark Chapman and more you’re all evil. Period. Stick your heads in the sand and you’ll get butt-raped like you’ve all been doing. Be better than you are – care. Stand up to Stephen King and stand up for yourselves, for a change. Protest or perish, America. Our enemies did this to us, I think.
Be there or stay square; Thank you, Steve Lightfoot
OUST THE CORRUPT PANETTA POLITICAL INFLUENCE!!!!!!!!
Steve Lightfoot, here, of lennonmurdertruth.com. In 1982 I discovered government codes in Time and Newsweek’s headlines printed just before Lennon’s murder that proves a Nixon, Reagan Stephen King conspiracy. Go ahead and see for yourselves. I dare you all.
There’s more about Lennon’s murder evidence but, in the meantime, your apathy is giving the corrupt Monterey government and courts and police free reign to molest me in the hopes they can kill me with stress and just keep me tied up fighting their false charges every year.. Instead, the central coast just endured $100 million dollars in losses and dozens of deaths due to Biblical flooding for 40 days and nights right after nobody attended my rally, as well as a rained out AT&T golf tournament. I didn’t know what was the reason I have had to endure all this blatant abuse at first. Now I realize I have to alert all of the central California coast of the danger the Panetta political family here represents. Had I not endured an onslaught of abuse I’d have never suspected the rotten head as being the Panetta political machine that has cast a shadow of corruption over the area and America. I’m even suggesting foreign enemy status where their politics is headed. That they may also represent the Italian mafia that runs the central coast is also a given as far as I can see.
Just as “Billy Sunshine” of KSCO Radio may be a professional propogandist to assassinate my character with lies, the Panetta family seems to embrace the “Woke” outlook of the world order crowd that thinks they know better than us free citizens how to live our lives. More urgently, I hear Leon Panetta, who worked under evil Richard Nixon and also Clinton and Bush, is going to run for PRESIDENT IN 2024!!!!! Clinton secretly met with Stephen King in The White House a week before the Oklahoma City bomb went off. Obama / Biden gave Stephen King a medal of the arts award in The White House KNOWING he murdered John Lennon. Bush Sr, was C.I.A. chief in 1980. It’s as if our country is festooned with enemies and infiltrates galore! I cringe watching Jimmy Panetta, Leon’s son, amidst he crowd on television watching and applauding Joe Biden’s “State of the Union” speech last week. Too much evil too close to power for our own good. “Billy Sunshine” wants you to think that I am mentally ill and insane and not all of you, instead. No, it IS all of you who are insane to let Chapman skip a trial from the start and it is I who is the MOST sane of everybody, in fact, regarding Lennon’s murder. Just a provable fact. I’m a hero, in fact. The biggest the world has seen SINCE Lennon. Let’s examine the moral fiber of a Billy Sunshine; He is now suddenly a millionaire after surviving the death of his terminally ill former millionaire wife. I’d like to ask him, simply; “At what point in your relationship did you understand that she was going to die from her illness?” and, secondly; “Did that knowledge influence your decision to marry her?” You see, morals matter, people. Some people are more reptilian that the rest of us, I think, and should be rejected, outright, to advise us at all. Their beliefs are harmful to the rest of human kind. Consider all this the next time you hear KSCO Radio’s Billy Sunshine give you advice about me and Lennon’s murder. He also seems seething with jealousy of me and my importance and my evidence find. For that matter, understand that KSCO’s radical change in staffing and programming reflects the fact that all political talk radio is now removed from my living area. Last year it was KGO that was replaced with sports, only, and now KSCO is staying away from political talk, generally. While a.m. host Rob Carson is political I am not allowed to participate in his show at all, behind the scenes. Behind the scenes the powers that be are castrating all of YOU PEOPLE going after talk radio to go after me. But, then, you can’t admit I might even BE that important. Our government knows I am.
I knew that Leon Panetta was a sick man when I watched him chuckle uncontrollably while discussing how many Iraqi’s he killed on the show 60 Minutes years ago. Like a cross eyed, sadistic cabbage patch doll. One radio caller opined, after visiting Leon for a week, that he should not be anywhere near politics. Now I learn that all this Monterey corruption I am suffering under is likely emanating from him and the Italian mafia that actually DOES run the central coast. They are protected by media and government. Our D.A. Pacioni, a judge; Manetta, and Dean Flippo, the former D.A., all Italian. The long term natives here KNOW this Italian mafia is real. “The Whisky Club”, a bar in downtown Monterey, charged me with a peace disturbance last August two days after another ticket was issued for unnecessary noise. My crime in both instances? Singing, unassisted, from my van to CD’s as I have done for three years without any tickets. It’s a scam, people, and Whisky Club is not innocent at all. In fact, they bragged last December on the radio how they attract the “leadership class” in Monterey and that the Panetta’s are among their most elite in this respect. They practically said, right out loud; “Hey, Mr. businessman. Want to rub shoulders with the Panetta’s and see what favors he can, for a price, arrange for you? We’re your club. We grind out government corruption right here!””
I now brandish a sign that reads; ‘END ITALIAN MAFIA RULE IN MONTEREY” and, on the reverse side; “IS WHISKEY CLUB A ‘WISE GUY’ CLUB?” They don’t scare me. I’m scaring them, however. Even the local Salvation Army is denying me services lately as if the police asked them to get rid of me. (I save money on coffee mostly to offset the court fees they are going after with their multiple false charges all of a sudden.) Read about some of it here a few paragraphs down, in fact. There’s even more in the chapter “Dec 7 2019 Interview.” found listed at the bottom of this chapter. Unbelievable but all true.
I protest every Sunday at noon in downtown Monterey on Alvarado St.. I need your help, people. I have plenty of signs for you to hold. Just show up and stand by me. Please.
What does King think of my activities? His close friend in Bangor, Maine once screamed at me; “He’s afraid he’s going to fry!!!” Stephen King has never denied my claims. Don’t you.
Sincerely, Your unsung super-hero; Steve Lightfoot
In the meantime, let me show you what my van messages read to get a glimpse of the truth;
My van is a yellow 2000 Chevy Astro van with a high top. Of course the website;” lennonmurdertruth.com adorns all four sides. The rear bumper reads ; THE TRUTH – HANDLE IT. The side skirts read; “COME CLEAN, LYING U.S.” and “GOVT. PLOT UNCOVERED”. The front hood reads; “Help Me Come Forward.” The rest of the messages that spread out akimbo read; “Be Better Than You Are – Care…Guilty Public Apathetic…Stand Up To the Cover-up…NIXON, REAGAN, STEPHEN KING CONSPIRACY…Author Stephen King Murdered John Lennon…King Isn’t Denying It…Chapman Story Media Hoax…Nixon’s Sick Trick On You…Blowing Up Your Cover-up…Smell Your Nightmare…Speak Evil Or Be Evil…Face Up To The Facts…Govt. Media Our Enemy…” On the fiberglass top the headlines read; “Demand Disclosure – Demonstrate…Jail Murderer; Stephen King…Lennon Killers, Repent…Up Your Cowardly Cover-up…Lost U.S. Under a Lie…Deserve Truth – Demonstrate”
It’s quite a sight rolling all over the place, mostly the south bay near Monterey, Ca.. People look at it as though it is in a foreign language and walk away more perplexed than informed. Not used to a dose of reality, I guess.
Some campaign posters I plan on erecting as I stand with my LENNON MURDER TRUTH. COM sign and my time and place rally posters read;
“RAPED PUBLIC SCARED APATHETIC…CRIMINAL PUBLIC APATHETIC….RAPED PUBLIC APATHETIC…OVERCOME EVIL STEPHEN KING; JAIL HIS ASS….STAND UP TO STEPHEN KING, STAND UP FOR YOURSELVES…FAIL ME, FAIL YOURSELVES…STEPHEN KING RAPING YOU BLIND…FEAR YOUR APATHY – JAIL STEPHEN KING…EVIL PUBLIC IGNORING EVIDENCE…MASOCHIST PUBLIC APATHETIC… MASOCHIST PUBLIC APATHETIC…” I have other signs already made that read;
“HARD EVIDENCE, INGRATES…I NEED YOU PEOPLE TO PROTEST…SILENT PAUL BETRAYING US ALL…YOU’RE ALL COWARDS OR YOU’D CARE…IGNORING ME IS SCREWING ALL OF YOU…RESISTANCE IS RETARDED….CHAPMAN LIE IS CHILD ABUSE…SILENT U.S. BRAINWASHED PSYCHOTIC…SATANIC U.S. PROTECTING STEPHEN KING…” And that’s just some of them.
Just for example. I have plenty of signs for you all to hold. Dozens. Bring your own if you like. Although I must sound like a braggard and a jerk I assure you I am the opposite of all that. Try wrestling with the evil human race for four decades and see how polite YOU emerge. I am the ultimate optimist. My enormous reservoir of goodness, humility and other qualities have kept me alive and still whistleblowing all these dangerous years. Anyone who DOESN’T care is a negative cynic and coward.
As I fret over the next few weeks while I disseminate 1,000 of the above printed flyers all over the Monterey Peninsula I am overwhelmed with the knowledge that you people are tragically damaged goods and possibly too masochistic to respond. Too afraid to stick you heads up to protest and too afraid of your shadow to make the future a brighter pace. Too evil. You all have no idea how much you are controlled by the government controlled media. Stephen King has been laughing at me and my efforts knowing he has already poisoned all of you to the point you are broken and without your pride. Stephen King murdered America and your pride and John Lennon, all at once. I, only recently, have cone to understand only the former U.S.S.R. could be responsible for this crime. America is very vulnerable right now. Look at our elections. Russia is bragging, now, how they are hacking our elections. Is that how America plans to lose? Too crippled and silenced by evil to fight back?
You can see how evil you all are for having ignored me and the evidence for decades, now. I will include in my upcoming four part movie the episode at U.C. Berkeley in 1984 when the students squealed with glee when I told them my father had just been killed in a suspicious plane crash. Messenger envy and resentment, all rooted in satanic masochism. Muffled squeals of glee all around me. I know things about you all that only a hero COULD know. It’s not a pretty picture. When I advertise; “CRIMINAL PUBLIC APATHETIC” I’m only too correct about humanity. You are a raped and abused husk of a human being. Your insidious government and it’s influence over you has turned you all against yourselves. You may doubt me on this but you will someday learn that there is a whole division in our government that is dedicated to mind controlling you. They employ sado-masochistic techniques that even I am unaware of. They know you all better than your mothers do. It’s the reason why you can’t recall a trial for Chapman and the reason you run away from my findings. Last summer, just as I was starting to get supporters all over giving me thumbs up, like an upcoming celebrity, the Monterey police conspicuously cited me downtown twice in three days to scare YOU all off and it seems to have worked for them. That’s how you are kept down, people. Fear being pushed by your evil government. There’s a reason you are exposed to the wanton slaughter of human life on prime time television with guns intimidating you all the while. They are breaking you down to eventually take away your guns. They are also keeping you sick and off balance on purpose so you CAN’T respond to evidence at all. They have you reacting to it in a most masochistic, self destructive way. Whereas you should all pounce on my opportunity to protest and out this news, you are, instead, on the side of Stephen King and you want to protect him and the government.
AREN’T YOU ALL??????? Your lives are a horror movie, indeed. The hero is missing from your lives, is all. Were you well I’d be on your shoulders, tomorrow, all of us demanding media disclosure. But you’re all not well.
Oh, I WISH I was wrong about this. Time will tell. December 08 is days away and I think you may all be too scared to care. Prove me wrong and save yourselves from pure government evil. I dare you to stand up for yourselves and stand up to Stephen King and jail his sociopathic ass. You would have done this in 1983 if you were well at all, then. When I started to inform you.
Speaking of time will tell. Someday, if your jealousy and apathy and fear of government doesn’t get me killed, I will be the world’s most famous human being. Just a likely fact. Just like Lennon used to be. Whatever I say will be picked up by every microphone the media can muster. On top of that I might even become the world’s best selling singing artist. I don’t know what has happened, but since I was attacked by Santa Cruz authorities in a plot that involved them wrecking my newly painted and logo-d van and pressing false charges that were eventually dropped, I have developed, almost overnight, into a singer who can mimic the great vocalists as well as anyone on earth. It started when I could suddenly sing in keys I could never reach before. The timing and phrasing, suddenly more second nature. I wish I didn’t have to brag but I do to keep you from killing me. It’s my new weapon to show the doubting masses that I am, indeed, worth paying attention to. I sing from my van to remind the public I am no mere mortal but a very important messenger. I couldn’t sing as well as I do and be a crazy person all at the same time. I write my own stuff, too, and I will be a force to be reckoned with, I assure you.
Some samples read; “The silly masses, laughing in their dark despair, killed John Lennon, saw no trial and no one even cares. Lying to your children; “It’s the fan the papers pinned” living’s easy swallowing that pill. Lights that used to signal you’re the human race have dimmed, your smoky eyes are glazing over, still…” Another first liner; “Live wire walking on a high wire, poor life hanging by a thread. Busting the government for John Lennon’s murder. Lucky I’m not already dead…..”
You get the drift. The point is I will have to tell the watching world someday WHY it is I’ll shun Paul McCartney once I am famous. Oh, I WILL, too. Too late for his jealous, weakling ass. He betrayed us all keeping his mouth shut all this dangerous time for me and all of us. He is exactly the kind of celebrity we all don’t need. There to collect our money but “Nowhere Man” when his courage is needed. His 1990 April Fool’s Day shout out in 1990 at his Berkeley concert; ‘Yeah, Steeeeeeve! That’s right. I don’t know about YOU, Berkeley, but I want you all to know we LIKE it and we need you as a PEOPLE to GET to the promised land…” was so weak I missed it from the 8th row, center stage. Had I not taped it I would never have heard it at all. Are Julian, Sean and Ringo listening? Similarly I will remind the public that my hometown of Santa Rosa burned down in it’s worst P,G & E fire event, ever, on John Lennon’s birthday after ignoring me all those decades. Like karma. Ditto Santa Cruz with it’s worst, ever, lightning fires the same year they messed with me. The fires hit exactly the neighborhoods of the D.A. and the officer who instigated matters. Ditto a list of other amazing things that convince me God is real if only in the vengeful sense of things. One occurring AS dozens of the same enforcement officials who hurt me passed me on the freeway. One was killed the other shot in the hand as they pursued another “Steve” also in a van that day. Amazing. The list is too long to ignore. I am actually worried a 50 mile wide sized asteroid WILL do you all in someday if you fail to jail King in my lifetime. When I was 12 I saw just such a monster just miss us all. Just last month I ran into another man who saw the same event only from North Carolina instead of northern California. Imagine a mountain going so fast, “Blip!”, and it’s gone. I saw it. Should you all side with King and waste John Lennon I think your lives would be worse than death, anyway. Classlessness.
I will be able to increase or decrease your property values if I choose someday. Already Berkeley’s hippy zone is a ghost town of closed businesses since they were exposed as phonies in the face of my facts decades ago. Wounded town. Monterey could emerge as just such a dead zone regarding patriotism, too, depending on it’s character this Dec. 8.
On the other hand, if Monterey makes a showing and tries to care I will have THAT in my movie, for sure. If you people show up I will happily proclaim what heroes and great Americans you all are. And for saving my life. I admit, now, that the silent majority of you who might make a stink if I were found dead is exactly why the government hasn’t already killed me a long time ago. Thanks, now, so I can say I also recognize and respect that about you all. If Monterey fails to show at all THAT will make it to the movie script, instead. It’s your call, Monterey. Sectors of Santa Cruz seem too bitter, jealous, satanic and against me to make a showing based on my visit there last week. They seemed to hate me for exposing their voice of treason, a regular caller who was 86’d from KSCO Radio that week after trying to brand me as a threat to King and his family for telling the world what I know. Already they will have to explain why they arrested me and slandered me as a stalker on national television for holding a sign outside his book signing event there in 1995 that read; “STEPHEN KING IS A MURDERER; IT’S TRUE OR HE’D SUE” They’ll have to explain to America why it was they threw eggs at me from a building, also, as I tried to expose King. Only a hero COULD know what I do about you all.
I have a large, new sign that reads exactly that and I will display it December 8th.
So, what’s your excuse to NOT SHOW Monterey? Santa Cruz, prove me wrong and show me some spine and join my protest, too. I will eventually succeed in coming forward and then the script will be written. Cast in stone. You have a chance to show the world you are NOT all raped, silent victims of Stephen King and his evil. That he has NOT broken all of you. If I am killed, first, you will be such condemned losers.
Aren’t you all just sick of having evil Stephen King sit and fart on your faces after killing our hero all this time? He is. Evidence proves, people.
Sincerely, so far, more evolved and braver and honest than thou, Steve Lightfoot
(ABOUT MY BEING STALKED BY OUR F.B.I. AND LOCAL AUTHORITIES)
Jan. 5, 2023 –
To bring you up to date, I have been under assault from the police in Santa Cruz and Monterey since I inherited money and bought a new website van. In fact, they wrecked my newly painted and lettered van in Jan. of 2019 and tried to blame me for what their operative did in leaving me in the back of my van on an incline with the lever left in neutral. I had to jump into the front seat from the back section of my van to rescue it from plowing through a fence and doing who knows what damage. My dental operation was used as a staging ground to ruin my life. I made the mistake of asking retired S.C. police office Bill Rawson if he knew of anyone who would be willing top drive me to an operation. I would learn that his friend, Chris Malsack, was sat down by someone days before he wrecked my van to watch a video of “America’s Worst Accidents” After he did so he is on video admitting; “I’ll bury a car in a heartbeat. It’s just an inanimate object…”
I was charged with D.U.I. in spite of a zero drug or alcohol reading. 0.00 reading, folks. For over two years I had to fight the charge, fire two lawyers who were throwing my case and recuse three judges for their abuses. My speedy trial rights were also ignored. When it became clear that I was ready to defend myself by myself the charge was dismissed in the interest of justice.
WHILE that matter was pending and while a poster on my van read; ” D.A. ROSELL IN PLOT TO KILL ME”, chief Hober of M.P.D. ALSO tried to D.U.I. me. When I again blew a 0.00 he had to dismiss but cited me for something else based on his sergeant Newby’s lies. In that matter no less than three officers all lied. Video can prove this, besides.
Then, officer Kopp entrapped me into a violation (7.18.’21) by hiding his motorcycle in my blind spot making me wonder was he right behind me after first making sure he saw me follow him from a 7/11 parking lot. While watching my rear view mirror to find him he alleges I ran a light. Even if true it was his police trick that was implemented to do so.
Then Seaside officer Silonzolchick lied out of whole cloth (8,23, 21) falsely claiming he called me on my phone involving another criminal charge of hit and run. This regarding a man whose bumper I barely tapped while parking. He claimed I hung up after he asked for my insurance information. All lies. The phone he claimed to have called was replaced with another and my public defender saw my old phone hadn’t been used since a month before he claimed to have called me. After that charge was also dismissed due to lack of evidence (There was no damage my van caused) the complainant was found dead in his car in the exact same parking space a year later. VERY WEIRD, INDEED!
So, now, in mid 2022, I had to clear the air on KSCO Radio about a caller who claimed to be Clint Eastwood who said things only I would understand regarding a woman we were both dating in 1980 including the night an associate of his slipped me a ” ruffi ” drink that knocked me out 20 minutes later at her apartment. I exposed him once before, 20 years ago, over the incident after he had my van towed off his Pebble Beach grounds. His famous movie line; “Get of my lawn, punk,” was exactly about that incident. And, so now, I had to explain things all over again in case this WAS Clint threatening me over it.
12 days later ticket one and 14 days later ticket two for singing from may van. Was Clint behind the two tickets? Maybe. Maybe not. Even before that radio spot Mr. Whitecross of Brittania Arms threatened physical violence against me if I sang near his place. I managed to tape record his remarks then including when he also said to me; “We have ways to stop you.” When I explained this to officer Mosqueda and that I had the taped remarks for proof he wasn’t interested. Officer Mosqueda has failed to investigate two e-mails from Stephen King where I am threatened.
So, now I have to defend myself from two charge for singing in public. I taped myself that day from 50 feet away and I was not audible even with my C.D. player on full volume. I will also introduce the fact that they are too close to legally complain, less than 50 feet, as well as putting Jack Whitecross on the stand to show conspiracy among these two bars to ruin my life.
If I still lose I will put these bars out of business for their trespasses. That’s what this news flyer is about, in fact. I happen to wonder do both The Whisky Bar and Brittania Arms sell cocaine on the side. You know, “The finer things in life” they advertise. I say this because they would probably already KNOW that I, in 2001, turned in bar owner “Whitey” to Pacific Grove police for being a major cocaine dealer. I told his bartender to clean out their drawers because I was going to report his boss to police. And I did. Whitey and his bar left the county months later. They shouldn’t have been such coked up assholes to me, then. Leon Panetta or Clint Eastwood or chief Hober likely are behind these two tickets but maybe that 2001 incident has put me on certain bar owners hate lists for relocating this cocaine dealer / bar owner to another state. Monterey county is corrupt enough to allow this to happen in my opinion. To ALLOW a bar to sell cocaine to a select sector of the public. “The Club” sells expensive gasoline, I mean whiskey, it all just tastes like gasoline to me. I heard their representative say for $6,000.00 you can get such and such whiskey by the case. How ridiculous is that? Right across the street the same government prohibits Walgreens from even selling wine and beer. Can’t have booze sales ruining our downtown. Right. Monterey county has a very high incident of alcoholism, already. Makes you wonder why. I know that these two counties are corrupt, already. It takes a hero to flush these types out, it seems.
You may not care, but these bar owners are against my exposing Stephen King for murdering our beloved John Lennon. Already they are the bad guys AND they’re pushing alcoholism. They offer the corrupt a place to drown their guilt with expensive gasoline as they perhaps use that bar to conduct secretive political meetings that affect all of us. Dirty politics stuff.
Windows curtained off from public scrutiny. Very strange store front, people. Beware!
P.S. Funny how Frank Sinatra drank only Jack Daniels and that sufficed if anyone thinks that expensive booze matters. It’s all like gasoline to me, frankly. Alcohol is a depressant, anyway.
Dec. 01, 2022; Getting CLOSE, people.
Well, I suppose I should start with yesterday’s phone call to KSCO as my lead into why I find myself in full exorcist mode with all of you, suddenly. Humanity’s warts are coming out in full display. Wanna take a look? Lets START with the phone call;
KSCO: ..”our buddie, Steve Lightfoot..”
(Me)”What’s this I hear about someone talking about me behind my back? (Something about how cruel it was to exploit (my) mental condition having me on the air at all.)”
…I notice professional propogandist from The Pentagon, “Colonel Terry”, has been bad mouthing me to say I threaten the safety of Stephen King just to give your listeners what they want to hear so they can stay evil and not help me come forward and remove MY LIFE from danger…”
KSCO: “Well we don’t have Terry here to defend himself so…”
(Me)”What about me not being there today while you allowed others to belittle me?…Shame on anyone bad mouthing me, of all people, the one hero in our midst we’re lucky to have in the first place…Have you even looked at my website and seen the evidence you reject?”
(“Billy Sunshine”)”Why should I look at your website?”
(Me) “Because until you see what I have to prove my case you’re talking out of your rear end…I’m the only one in all of Santa Cruz with the testosterone to stand up to the same Stephen King you’re all willing to bend over for….Same with “Colonel Terry” who admitted he’s never seen my site….”
Then I called back, minutes later, while “Rory”, a daily caller, was on the line.. The host, Dave Michaels, left him, also, on the air with me.
(Me) “Compared to me the regular callers on KSCO are estrogen unfused douche bags and old maids and Lonely Hearts with no life other than to get attention who have nothing of importance and earth shaking to say…”
(Rory) “But Steve, you have a problem. You have a messiah complex…”
(Me) “No, I do NOT. Your jealousy that I HAVE something to say makes you think that….You call DAILY, like an animal who couldn’t get a mate, out of loneliness, and you have nothing to say that’s important, ever….None of you can stand that I have hard evidence and none of you care to even investigate it in all this time with my website right there defying you find any errors you claim…”
There was more but, in so many words, that’s what was said.
As I go about town I notice an awareness in the public about the impending rally date and their unwillingness to participate.: “Ooooh, that GUY! with his high minded moralism and giving John Lennon justice. NO JUSTICE FOR JOHN LENNON!!! Don’t you GET it, buster, your asking us to try harder and be better people is going nowhere. We’re all EVIL! WAKE UP!!! We’re depraved, classless, bitter, jealous animals. Especially collectively. Leave us alone!…”
Now, I realize that there are many of you who DON’T feel that way. O.K., PROVE IT Dec. 8 and stand by me and make something out of my evidence that matters to the world. Otherwise the record and my eventual four part movie will show that, when you were needed to save yourselves, me and America and freedom, you were “Nowhere Man” just like ballless Paul McCowardly.
Speaking of Paul, hasn’t John been proved right with his lyrics; “… a pretty face may last a year or two, but pretty soon we’ll see what you can do..” Not much, really. Even failed after marrying a one legged woman while he was busy betraying us all. This after his wife Linda died. Then there’s silent George, “The quiet one”, dying young of a medical condition a year after having to have his wife save his life from a man with a knife. Silence hasn’t done him well, either. For all he ever knew the government caused his eventual death with his prior operation that they may have meddled in.
If I am treated with no support Dec. 8 I WILL likely set up a massive billboard, after, that reads;
ASTEROID, ERASE THIS NASTY RACE!
Hero in waiting; Steve Lightfoot
(Now enjoy my court paperwork and tribulations there.)
Motion to rescind Motion For A Change of Venue
Please take notice that I, the defendant in the above entitled matter, will move to rescind and vacate my motion for a change of venue as new incidents warrant a revision, entirely, to present my case at a later stage of the proceedings. I will present a new motion for a change of venue at a later date.
I declare, under penalty of perjury, that the above is true and correct
Dated February 08, 2023
____________________________________________________________________________
Steve Lightfoot (defendant)
Motion To Grant Appeal
Please take notice that the court of appeals is delinquent by three months, in responding to my Opening Statement. In the meantime, I notice that this delay is costing me money on my insurance as the point I elected to erase via traffic school is now on my DMV record. This delay is also affecting my two other matters yet to be heard. Both Judge Maldonado and Judge Sillman are unfit to try my upcoming cases as both have displayed a bias against me. I am facing both of them soon and may have to contest them both without the benefit of knowing the results of my appeal that also describes the reasons both are unfit to try me fairly. I believe this court and jurisdiction has contempt for the defendant, no less, as I am threatening to uncover John Lennon’s political assassination for what it really was, a Nixon, Reagan plot. Leon Panetta worked for both Nixon and Bush and may be behind this corruption I am experiencing. In this matter I argued that the Panetta political family is perhaps behind my troubles. I now allege that this circumstance is endangering my life as the powerful, local Panetta political family is associated with the very bar that recently, subsequently falsely charged me with a peace disturbance where there was none. My charges of a witch hunt are becoming more and more founded. This matter should have been completed by now before I have to face new charges that involve the same arguments of discriminatory prosecution. I am to be seen in court in a few weeks time, in fact, on these two new matters and this other matter is not yet resolved due to the delinquency of this court.. My appeal statement accurately describes the torrent of political abuses the police have foisted on me. So much so, in fact, that the County of Monterey now has another reason to deny me justice as i have a very good case against them and they fear I might pursue damages. That judge Sillman ignored the list of abuses described in my motion to dismiss due to discriminatory prosecution is at the core of my complaint. That and the way my subpoenas were quashed, twice, once with no papers to support the quash. I have a right not to be judged by such a jurisdiction with so much motive to keep me deprived of my rights and hobbled, both financially and with tickets I don’t deserve. That a change of venue is not exclusive to just whether or not the jury pool is tainted but that judicial bias is also relevant. I will take this argument to the next court all the way to The Supreme Court to establish this right if my appeal is not granted.
My case should be dismissed based on this delinquency in the court of appeals that is harming me in ways presented here.
I declare, under penalty of perjury, that the above is true and correct.
Dated February 08, 2023
____________________________________________________________________________
Steve Lightfoot (Defendant)
Motion to Show Cause To Recuse Judge ______________Mendoza _________ Stephen Sillman,
Defendant Steven Lightfoot respectfully requests that Judge Stephen Sillman be disqualified under the CCP Section S170.1(a)(6)(C) Defendant believes that any reasonable person aware of the facts and circumstances would believe that Judge Sillman is biased and prejudiced and has ignored the law.
Defendant Steven Lightfoot respectfully requests that Judge __________Mendoza be disqualified under CCP Section S170.1(a)(6)(C) Defendant believes that any reasonable person aware of the facts and circumstances would believe that Judge Mendoza is biased and prejudiced and has ignored the law.
Please take notice that I move to recuse Judge Sillman as well as Judge Judge Mendoza and to show cause. I want to rescind her rulings on two motions regarding peremptory challenge and change of venue, besides. I would like to schedule a hearing on the matter at the earliest convenience, please.
Because the evidence of wrongdoing by police is so blatant in my case(s), as well as the courts, I am concerned my life is in danger if police and the courts are acting this way, already. I am an activist being deprived of my right to charge another for John Lennon’s murder with proof and this circumstance has led to decades of terrorism, not just harassment, not just hundreds of unwarranted tickets by police, and all because my evidence involves, also, the government. The chances my case is ripe for new precedent setting rulings is greater than not, I think.
Judge Mendoza I ask the court to recuse because she has demonstrated a bias against me by ignoring a mountain of evidence in a small claims matter against an auto repair shop with a police contract that sabotaged my van in 2019 costing me over $2,300.00 in extra repairs I had to make. I will list the details below but any normal shop would have had my van running after paying them in advance for an engine swap. Also because she has tried, three times now, in two cases, to rule on a change of venue motion even after she was removed from the case. Currently she denied one motion yet allowed another motion even though both were not filed in a timely manner. This shows a bias, too. I have already tried to remove her in past matters as well and her attempt to insinuate herself on the matters before the court, now, placing herself in charge, is wrong and must be reversed. She cannot give me a fair trial.
Judge Sillman I ask the court to recuse, also, because he has shown, in a recent traffic case, a bias against me similarly ignoring a mountain of evidence to prove my life has been terrorized by police over decades including the six local police who were caught lying in three other matters recently. My motion to dismiss due to discriminatory prosecution listed too many facts to suggest I am being persecuted and not just prosecuted. Evidence too glaring to dismiss that I will detail below. I ask to recuse him also because he unlawfully deprived me of my right to subpoena witnesses to show falsehoods they told using video evidence to prove all this. Even once where there was no attempt to oppose the subpoenas and another case where a Seaside officer was allowed to avoid his subpoena with no contesting papers at all, ever. These witnesses would have shown that my case should have been dismissed because dishonesty in recent cases suggests officer Kopp may also be lying. That officer Kopp deliberately hid himself in my blind spot to take my eyes off the road on a downhill stretch with two consecutive signals. That amounts to entrapment. There are simply too many instances of officers caught lying when compared to the video evidence for that not to be the case. In depriving me of this trial right he showed his bias to convict me at all costs regardless of the evidence. At one point I made a motion, then, to remove him. Like Judge Mendoza, Judge Sillman has demonstrated a bias against me that cannot be ignored. He is among the list of judges to hear my case if Mendoza is removed and he must also be blocked from hearing my case. He cannot give me a fair trial.
Because the stakes are life and death where I am concerned my future motions to dismiss and motion for a change of venue must be ruled on by judges who have not already shown a bias against me. I will argue that a tainted jury pool is not exclusive to a change of venue motion. I will argue that this county has shown a corruption that warrants another county, not Santa Cruz, not Monterey, to hear my cases and why this, too, is grounds for a change of venue. Both of these judges and this county have demonstrated that they cannot be fair with me.
I must first alert the court to the criminal nature of the court, not me, in these two case against me and address the nature of why my motion for a change of venue needs to be re heard by a more legitimate judge and not one I have already told the court I am intent on removing via a peremptory challenge. A fact years old, in fact, where I previously removed her. That Judge Mendoza disqualified the motion to vacate my original change of venue motion because it was filed too late, yet allowed the peremptory challenge motion in which I inadvertently listed the wrong name, even though it, too, was filed too late, shows judicial bias against me. She can’t be trusted to be fair in my cases and I insist she and judge Sillman be removed. I will list why Judge Sillman should also be removed from my case. Beyond the court’s already demonstrated kangaroo court tactics that I will list below, the court’s may also be exposing themselves to being a part of the John Lennon murder cover-up that I am exposing that I claim has accounted for most of my recent citations since I started to make a more serious effort to get the public on my side and help expose my findings. I will list too many unwarranted tickets in too few years, most already dismissed, to not be a conspiracy against me. Absent tangible proof of a violation; video / audio evidence gathered from over the allowed 50 foot limit the court is harassing my free speech rights, relying on hostile witnesses who have even threatened me. These unwarranted prosecutions are causing undue stress which has resulted in P.T.S.D.. The video I have seen shows that my C.D. player cannot be heard beyond 45 feet. This captured on officer Andrews(?) camera and only because I took the initiative to pace off the distance with my recorder in hand, Andrews following behind me, or he would never had checked to see if I was or was or not in violation. The police are also ignoring my claim that one bar owner verbally threatened to harm me even though I told him I also have his remarks on tape. The court is acting both irresponsible and dangerously. Officers are being corrupted in the process of citing me and this is progressively putting my life in danger. The court is aware that two bar owners, including the complaining party, have expressed hostility towards me well before the citations were issued and that the Panetta political family, who I have claimed in papers is behind the witch hunt against me, is even a member in their “club” .according to an aired radio spot where the owner admitted this fact. Recently, on March 01, 2023, my birthday, officer Hall, the same who cited me on July 7, again approached me to ask me to sing quieter. To my knowledge there was no complaining party to prompt his arrival and I had only been there for several minutes. Minutes later he approached me with his citation book in hand to intimidate me, I think. The following morning he was accompanied by a “Chaplain” at the same location. This marks the second instance where an officer has tried to stop me from singing before any complaint was lodged. The first over a year ago when a bicycle officer tried to stop me before I even parked. All these reasons factor into why Judges Mendoza and Sillman must be recused from hearing any part of my cases. Both have already shown the court their willingness to sweep aside all these relevant facts. Mountains of evidence over decades that show discrimination where I am concerned. Mendoza has demonstrated unusual conduct suggesting she is intent on being my judge even if it means selectively applying the law to do so and is, for the third time, equally intent on having my case conducted in Monterey where I claim I cannot get a fair trial. There is no Judge Maldonado in Monterey and, as such, I have not exercised my peremptory challenge yet on anyone. If the court disagrees I still can remove her and Sillman if I can show cause. I can show valid cause to remove both these judges. I have already expressed these concerns in former motions in other matters where I tried to remove both of them, in fact. No justice can be served until both are removed from hearing my cases.
Technically, I don’t think I am acting as my own attorney, yet, as I expressed on January 23, 2023, just taking care of items under time constraints. This matter of which judge is to preside is one of those issues which I would require of any attorney I might find. That an honest, medically excusable mistake was made by me and has altered the course of my trials and should be corrected as soon as possible. Her ruling on a motion to recuse Maldonado that was not timely filed is mistake on the court’s part. There is much more though. I want to calendar a hearing on the matter well before May 30, 2023. At the earliest convenience, to calm my nerves. It should be granted based on even my reasoning and the law.
I have not yet filed my motion to dismiss due to discriminatory prosecution., another motion I will require of whomever represents me. I will have to call several officers to the stand for that motion and trial if necessary. II doubt that either judge would allow me to call witnesses to show previous, multiple instances of lying among officers as demonstrated already by Sillman. He allowed several officers to ignore subpoenas, twice, once without contesting papers at all. I have a right to call witnesses if it will show dishonesty in other officers regarding me. I have a right to show why the officers in my cases are, therefor, impeachable. I doubt either judge would afford me a fair hearing. Before that motion is made I need to find a judge and jurisdiction that can be fair with me.
I was in court on February 27, 2023 in anticipation of, mostly, my request for a 90 day continuance and my peremptory motion to challenge Judge Mendoza. Because I suffer from P.T.S.D. regarding the volume of police and court abuses I have suffered due to unlawful persecution over my exposing evidence against our government in the matter of John Lennon’s political assassination (See lennonmurdertruth.com) I mistakenly listed Judge Maldonado instead of Mendoza as I had intended. This happened before with her and she would have known I meant to list her. She knows there is no Judge Maldonado in Monterey county. She said I could only exercise peremptory challenge once. Since there is no Judge Maldonado in Monterey county I have not exercised my motion, yet. I have not listed a judge in your jurisdiction who could have heard my case. The appropriate ruling would be to allow me to correct my honest mistake, especially since it was caused by my P.T.S.D.. At my last appearance before her I said that, before I do anything, I want to get an attorney as I was not fit to represent myself. I think I explained I had P.T.S.D.. On February 27, 2023, and before I could object, she began to rule on motions. For the third time with me in two matters she immediately tried to rule on a motion for change of venue. Her attempt to do so last month is one reason why I entered a motion to vacate that motion and to revise it later. To make sure she had nothing to do with ruling on it. Except for my motion to allow 90 days to find a lawyer all my other motions were intended to be on the ready in the event my request for 90 days was denied and only if that time was denied. When I tried to interrupt her to first remove her via peremptory challenge she denied that motion because I listed Maldonado and not her. I tried to explain that I have this disorder that sometimes confuses me and I’d like to correct that mistake right now and remove her. I explained how she wrongfully found for the defendant in a 2019 small claims case against an auto repair company who did over $2,300.00 worth of damages to my van. I explained how the court may have even called the defendant to urge him to court as he arrived 45 minutes late and that she ignored a mountain of evidence to prove their company had caused said damages on my website emblazoned van. The defendant could not deny that he had deliberately cut my wire harness and, prior to my closing argument, never even denied my claims against him. He also drained my gearbox of oil and damaged my shift mechanism, drained my battery, and forced me to finish his engine replacement job and suspension work, elsewhere at a cost of over $1,500.00 not counting the yet unfixed shift mechanism. It was undriveable when he delivered my van to me and only after I called police to report his attempts to steal my vehicle and not give it to me. I paid Jack Fox Auto for an engine swap and suspension work in advance. I presented the extra bills to her, too. Jack Fox has a police contract and this was the second van in one month damaged by people associated with police. That she ignored all these facts, alone, rules her unfit to rule on my matters. She shook her head in disgust at the defendant over all these issues yet ruled in his favor. I said that I cannot get a fair trial from her. When I argued that I made a motion to vacate my original motion for change of venue and that she could not rule on that matter she replied that I had to have that motion in 10 days before court and that it was, therefor, invalid. At the same time, however, my motion for peremptory challenge, which was filed the same day as the other, she found valid. This is improper and a demonstration of this county’s bias and agenda where I am concerned. It serves to bolster my argument for a change of venue and a new judge if not an outright dismissal since prejudice and selective maneuvering by a judge have already presented themselves. It bolsters my upcoming motion to dismiss for discriminatory prosecution. That she allowed the one motion and denied the other shows a flagrant attempt to manipulate my case and deprive me of my rights. Her conduct in court was tantamount to entrapment, as well, I think, ignoring my verbal motions and not allowing me to speak. Already she is displaying a bias against me, not only in that small claims matter, but here, too, engaging in improper kangaroo court tactics. She was in error to allow that motion in and rule on it at all. By her own admission it was filed too late to be valid. She refused to listen and bolted out of the court room before I could object. I suspect that is why my matter was held off until being heard last, so she could exit without my objections being heard. This, too, perhaps, shows selective maneuvering by this court and judge. In fact, this is the second time I have made the same mistake of confusing Mendoza with Maldonado. I think I listed other objections then regarding her trying also to rule on a change of venue motion in a case where she was already recused. So there are three separate instances of her showing a bias or agenda where I am concerned regarding my right to a fair venue. Now it occurs to me that Maldonado is a judge from Santa Cruz whose name I observed in 2019 before a set up D.U.I. charge I was innocent of was dismissed there. That matter was so wrongfully prosecuted and traumatic it caused me a recurrence of P.T.S.D., then. Even before I made this same mistake twice I have come out and declared my P.T.S.D. caused exclusively by police and court abuses over decades. She ruled on a motion to grant 90 days continuance before arraignment to find an attorney. That is the only motion she was entitled to rule on. Had she denied that request I would have enacted the other motions and only under that circumstance. At our last meeting on January 23 I even declared I need an attorney before I do anything else in my behalf. I explained how just opening my evidence files of abuses against me over the decades triggers a shut down response disabling me to defend myself. I was and am still in the process of looking for an attorney and, technically, am not acting as my own attorney except in matters such as a continuance motion while still looking. I have time constraints to address in the middle of my search. She knows this, too. Besides removing her I need to have this court reverse her ruling on the motion for change of venue and and my peremptory challenge. Whatever mistake I inadvertently may have made there is a justifiable, medical reason for the mistake. Her first order of business should have been the peremptory challenge issue and not any other matters until that was addressed, first. I have reason to believe Judge Mendoza is a rubber stamp for a corrupt Monterey county court and police system intent on hobbling my finances and my expose activities regarding Lennon’s assassination. We remember the F.B.I. attempts to have Martin Luther King Jr. commit suicide with damning photos from the 60’s. I think the courts may be trying to stress me and shorten my life or hobble my health from it all. The court does not like to hear this dirty fact about life in America where whistle blowers against the government’s are persecuted but it is a relevant factor. In fact it is a central factor. I have been prevented from exercising my right to make a citizen’s arrest on a murderer though I have proof of his guilt. And just because the government is involved with the murder. This is a violation of my rights to equal justice under the law and any prosecution of me until this is rectified is, technically, invalid. Ultimately, I have reason to believe my life is in danger from our government until my John Lennon story and evidence are made national news and that this and other citations represent a threat to my heath and safety as they are overtly discriminate and provocative in nature. I have reason to believe all this flurry of citations is intended to make to make me even react in a reciprocal criminal manner out of frustration to entrap me that way. To criminalize me. Three recent attempts to do so with criminal citations have been dismissed or reduced to an infraction already in just three year’s time, so the court cannot say that I am not being unfairly targeted. It’s the kind of thing our F.B.I. does to people they don’t like. In other papers I list that the Secret Service has already interviewed me. To suggest I am being hyperbolic about my claims here are preposterous. My list of abuses over four decades in my last traffic matter that Judge Sillman selectively overlooked were unprecedented in scope, frankly. Already officer Mosqueda has tried to turn this on it’s head describing me as mentally ill rather than admit the obviousness of the assault against me by the courts I am under and have been under, especially lately, but for decades. My motions on other previous matters claim that I have hard evidence – video and written reports that contradict each other – to show at least six Monterey County officers lied in the process of three unwarranted citation issued against me in as many years. Most recently, in a traffic matter, Judge Sillman wrongfully allowed my subpoenas for these several officers to be ignored, once even without the benefit of contesting papers to quash. I intended to show why these officers are not to be believed and therefor why this officer should not be believed. Video shows that the officer rode in my blind spot on his motorcycle after blatantly following me in full view seconds before just as I was to go through two, downhill, consecutive signals. He did catch me looking in my rear view mirror, but for concern for the officer’s safety if I had to suddenly stop. I think I fell for a police trick that he deliberately used to entrap me. Had I been allowed to question these officers my motion to dismiss due to discriminatory prosecution would have to have been granted. Anything the other officer said after would have to be dismissed as suspect. In another recent matter that was dismissed for lack of evidence in a hit and run charge I was innocent of the complainant was found dead in his car in the exact same parking spot we met a year later. The first 2019 – 20121 Santa Cruz recent matter was horrendous as there is evidence to suggest a man who was recommended to me by a retired police officer there left my newly painted and lettered van in neutral with me in the back section for a dental operation I was to have. One witness saw him go to the back of my van and he may have even pushed it to get it rolling. He was also caught on video admitting; “…I’ll bury a car in a heartbeat. it’s just an inanimate object…” and also admitting that he watched a video of “America’s Worst Accidents” days before. My van was wrecked. 0.00 evidence of drugs or alcohol they were looking for were found yet I was prosecuted with a D.U.I. charge for two years, anyway, and in violation of my speedy trial rights which I never waived. It was dismissed, ultimately. I had to remove two lawyers for throwing my case and three judges were also recused, one, judge Seigel, who admitted, in writing, a bias against me. That I am alleging a bias in judges here in Monterey is based on facts and conduct they both have displayed that warrant recusal. In fact, Judge Sillman mockingly remarked then how it was I thought Leon Panetta was behind my troubles. It now appears, according to a radio spot aired on December 23, 2022, that the manager of The Whisky Club involved in this July 9, 2022 citation, was caught bragging how it is that the Panetta’s are, indeed, central members of their club and bar and that other leader types in the area congregate there if any one is interested in rubbing shoulders with them. So, months after mocking my claim the Panetta’s are behind my troubles, this bar, The Whisky Club, who lists them as central members, was caught wrongfully citing me for a peace disturbance where there was none. Leon Panetta has ties to Nixon, for example, who my Lennon evidence indicts. In fact, three weeks before that citation, across from The Whisky Club, the owner of Brittania Arms Pub, Paul Whitecross, was taped remarking that he’d; “…smash your (My) face like a pumpkin…we don’t care about you…we have ways to stop you…” Officer Mosqueda, when I told him of this man and my taped remarks by him, refused to investigate my claim. He seemed more interested in helping these bar owners who hate me “take care of (me)” to quote Paul Whitecross. Officer Mosqueda has also been ignoring two threatening e-mails sent to me from a Stephen King, one for over a year ago. Two theft cases I have reported in on year have also been neglected by police. Regarding Judge Sillman, he ignored a mountain of evidence that proves I am being unfairly abused, not only by Monterey and Seaside and Santa Cruz authorities, but also multiple agencies over four decades that include my being kidnapped, being beaten unconscious while handcuffed in 1987, enduring multiple gun pointing episodes by police and at least five misdemeanor charges that were dismissed, three just recently. That he also quashed the subpoenas for six officers who I could have proved to have lied in their duties and reports shows his agenda and bias. Especially biased was his denying my right to subpoenas that were not challenged by the court with papers the first time. His disallowing officer Silonzolchic to testify, even though his appearance was never challenged by any body or the City Attorney, showed a bias as well. He seemed determined to achieve a pre selected outcome throughout my trial. I spoke then and said that I intended to show that his claim he ever spoke to me on my cellphone was a lie made from whole cloth and that the phone he claimed to call me on had been de activated and was last used several weeks before making his claim impossible. By any standard this conduct is amazingly corrupt, both on the judge’s and the officer’s part.
In my 2021 traffic case Judge Sillman seemed to understand my belief that I may have, indeed, fallen for a police trick. All this at a time when I was handing out leaflets about his chief Hober’s crimes against me, a stack of them on my dash, in fact. He chose to deny my subpoena rights to show this with other witnesses who could be proven guilty of lying with hard evidence. Had I been able to show dishonesty in other officers I could have shown that officer Kopp’s claim he did not ride in my blind spot to distract me from the road would have been impeached. Then I could have made a case for entrapment.
In order to show cause and motive to harass me I will first have to introduce the killer of John Lennon’s matching face photographed getting his autograph before killing him as well as three months before. It’s Stephen King, not Mark Chapman. I will have to show Mark David Chapman printed three weeks before the crime attached to a letter that links him to president-elect Reagan who is moving him; “…armed…into a hostile square…” I will have to introduce examples of the bold print cryptography that exists that proves the plot to kill Lennon. I will have to show these exhibits to establish a motive why the government is interested in ticketing me so much. I will have to subpoena several officers and show video evidence that proves they all lied in their efforts to cite me multiple times to show a bias and an agenda to cite me at all costs. If I am prevented from doing all of this my rights not be discriminately prosecuted will be voided. So far both of these judges have shown an unwillingness to allow me my rights in this regard. They cannot provide me with a fair trial if they have already demonstrated an unwillingness to afford me these rights. These rights are guaranteed to me.
To stay alive I have had to advertise, very publicly, with large billboards; “..PANETTA .MOLESTING MESSENGER”….”STOP CHIEF HOBER’S PLOT TO KILL ME”..”END ITALIAN MAFIA RULE IN MONTEREY”…”IS WHISKEY CLUB A ‘WISE GUY’ CLUB?”. I also had to and will have to speak at City Council meetings and make these same allegations. Just having to alert the public to my plight necessarily involves irritating court and police officials. Whatever contempt I claim they already have towards me only is heightened by this necessary activism by me. This only makes them more determined to violate my rights. I have every intention of torpedoing any presidential ambitions Panetta or his son may ever entertain and they know I even use talk radio to help inform the public to protect me. Of course these powerful politicians, the most powerful in the area, are interested in stopping me and have a bias against me, especially now that my activism is more robust, lately. To suggest otherwise would be preposterous. The courts could not be as corrupted as I find them if the Panetta’s, the most powerful government personalities in the area, were not, somehow, responsible.
Even Clint Eastwood who had an associate buy me a “knock out” drink in 1980 while I was on a date with his girlfriend and who, 20 years later, towed my van off his golf grounds for rebuffing his attempt to be my friend, may have had a hand in ordering these citations just two days apart. Twelve days earlier I had to explain what a “Clint Eastwood” who called KSCO Radio meant when he said’; “..because you know what I know that you know…when I was having sex with Salinas women you tried to get in my way, punk,..” I had to protect myself from what may have been a threat by him to me via radio on a station he knows I listen to, often. He, as a former mayor of Carmel and just being the biggest celebrity in the area probably does have influence with our officials. Either way, Clint or the police, these two tickets may have been contrived as the only difference between the other hundreds of times I sang there was the fact that I was, for the first time, also displaying signs from my driver’s window. The volume was the same as always. Under the circumstances listed above officer Mosqueda’s testimony can’t be trusted if he claims my stereo could be heard from beyond the 50 feet I am allowed. He never tried to establish how loud my volume was. His one remark about it being; “It doesn’t sound too bad to me..” Only because I walked off the distance with a tape recorder can the veracity of his claims be proved or disproved. I have yet to view his body camera but I have already established with Andrew’s video that the volume drops off, completely, at less than 45 feet. My legally allowed from any distance unassisted singing voice has always been louder or I wouldn’t be able to hear myself sing. The C.D. has to be quieter, always. As previously stated, I doubt either Mendoza or Sillman will allow me to subpoena other officers to show why Mosqueda and the Whisky Club owner should not be believed. In the first ticket the officer chose not to use his body camera. That could have determined the truth. Very suspicious conduct in a citation that requires evidence regarding volume. In both instances the officers failed to test the volume level with a pace off and recorder. Only I did that. It would appear both officers were interested in NOT measuring the legality of my actions. That should have been job one, normally, I think.
I have every intention of finding a famous attorney, if necessary, preferably, who wants to defend me and use my plight to also showcase his talents and promote civil rights. My civil rights and rights to equal protection under the law are being denied until the Manhattan N.Y D.A. accepts my Lennon murder evidence and convenes a grand jury instead of blocking me at the entrance as he has three times in three decades I am being denied my rights. I am being denied equal protection under the law. That right, alone, could rescue me from the danger I’m in but I can’t even file murder charges even with evidence. There is a gaping hole in our justice system until I can file these charges against Stephen King and our government. Both of these judges and the court system in Monterey have demonstrated a contempt for me, the defendant. This court and county know that I also have every intention of suing the State of California and the counties of Monterey and Santa Cruz for their abuses against my free speech rights, my P.T.S.D. and their one sided application of the law. That my P.T.S.D. is a current factor in my life and is a result of these abuses. As such this county has a motive to further hobble my finances to stop that and harass me with citation after citation after citation as demonstrated already and cannot provide a proper venue for my case. This county has vested interest and motive in finding me guilty and hobbling me financially and emotionally.
The recent chronological list of wrongdoing by the police and courts here are as follows;
In the ’90’s I was detained and questioned in the M.P.D.’s station about a poncho I found on a sidewalk. They wanted to cite me for theft where there was none. It was dismissed, immediately, but I remember our biggest deluge, ever, hours later, that turned the peninsula into an island.
During that same time I was cited for speeding on Alvarado Street when I was not. Only after I arrived with a witness who saw the facts was my court room and matter “disappeared” entirely, my matter dismissed with no hearing.
(My mother died in mid 2018 and I inherited a lot of money. Enough to fix my mouth and buy a newer van and paint it and letter it with my website. I thought, at the time, how my enemies must be shaking in their boots now that I have two vans to get my story out. Just a week later I would learn just how concerned they all were. A flurry of police and probably also F.B.I. activity against me.)
Jan. 10, 2019 – my van was wrecked and I was charged with a D.U.I. where there was a 0.00 reading for drugs of or alcohol. My speedy trial rights were denied and I had to fire two lawyers and remove three judges before it was dismissed in the interest of justice. Even as it was dismissed the D.A. was trying to introduce never before applied testing procedures and without proper notice, first. Evidence suggests my hired driver, recommended by a police officer, was coached by police to leave my van in neutral on a downslope with me in the back section.
April 01, 2019 – I was cited by an officer from the same station who cited me on Jan. 10, now for a lane change charge that was dismissed when the officer failed to show. Before that no show I noticed my trial was rescheduled to fall on the anniversary of The Loma Prietta Earthquake that I brought up and mentioned to his fellow officer months before.
2019 – Judge Mendoza allowed Jack Fox Auto Repair, who I paid in advance, to get away with cutting my wire harness and damaging my gearbox as well as draining my gear oil and other damages totaling $2,300.00 when any reputable shop would have had my new engine running instead of requiring me to spend thousands to get it running, after. Interestingly, this shop has a police contract making this the second van in as many months ruined by people associated with police.
August 28, 2020 – While sporting a sign on my van that read’ “D.A. ROSELL IN PLOT TO KILL ME” regarding the then pending Santa Cruz charge, Monterey officers cited me for “Open container” after promising not to if I passed a sobriety test. I blew 0.00, twice, yet was given the other citation because Sergeant Newby tried to suggest I tried to sip from the bottle even though video shows otherwise. Video shows the lid on tight and never touched by me as it was in my hands for only one second as I mistook it for a bottle of olive oil. In that instance officer Herndon filed an accident report where there was no damage or complaint by the other party who declined to make a report. My DMV record was affected as a result and attempts were made, after, to pull my license. This, after declaring “There is no damage…” on the police intercom minutes before. Sergeant Newby, officer Phillips and officer Herndon all lied in that matter.
2020 or 2021 – Officer Mosqueda was asked to investigate a threat e-mail sent to me from a Stephen King. He never got back to me for years and did nothing but turn it over to the F.B.I., he claims.
July 18, 2021 – At a time when I was now distributing news letters about his chief Hober’s abuses against me, a stack of them on my dash, officer Kopp presented himself to me on his motorcycle in a 7-11 driveway before blatantly following me through a series of two consecutive downhill signals. He immediately hid himself in my blind spot forcing me to look in my rear view mirror to see where he disappeared in case I had to stop suddenly. If he pulled a police trick on me it worked. He immediately went straight to his station, right after.
August 23, 2021 – Officer Silonzolchic of Seaside P.D. issued a complaint of hit and run against me regarding a man who threatened to punch me in a library parking lot. My gentle bumper tap on his bumper caused zero damage and I tried to call police but the librarian was busy. When I did leave the other party never tried to stop me. Months later I had to respond to this false report. I would learn that the officer lied from whole cloth that he ever contacted me via my phone. In fact it was de activated weeks earlier and was last used five weeks before he claims to have called me. I had a new phone by then. Daniel Kutter, my public defender, is a witness to this fact. D.A. Pacioni was informed of this, too, and the fact that whatever asphalt scrape under his bumper my yellow van could not have made to begin with. In spite of these facts the case dragged out for several weeks before it was dismissed for lack of evidence. Several months after dismissal the complainant was found dead in his car in the exact same parking space where we met. I, at one point, wondered if he was a police undercover agent / provocateur. I happened to be in the library parking that day or I’d have never known of his dying.
2021 – A Monterey bicycle officer, heavy set, with short hair, tried to stop me from singing even before I parked.
2022 – Judge Sillman tried my case with officer Kopp and over looked a mountain of evidence that proves I have been a political target of law enforcement since 1983 following an interview with Terry Chodash of the S.F. Secret Service. A kidnapping and beating while handcuffed that left me unconscious, gun pointing episodes, assaults that disfigured and temporarily crippled me. Dozens of false arrests even before the events listed above. In one case he ignored a political cartoon made of me where I am the target of a police shooting gallery game. This following the 1995 sting operation to slander me on national television as a stalker of Stephen King by Santa Cruz police. The phony trespass charge was dismissed days later after the damage to my reputation was done. Judge Sillman is not fit to judge my matters. In the process of ignoring crimes against me by the state, and as previously stated, he allowed several officers to ignore my subpoenas, even though their appearance was never challenged in court. I subpoenaed them all, again, and, still, he refused to allow them to appear. Even officer Silonszolchic who offered no contest papers, ever. This time the court clerk, deliberately, I think, filled out the wrong civil subpoenas to frustrate my defense. These civil, versus criminal, subpoenas were listed as why my subpoenas should be quashed. That was done by the court who was aware of my case and I claim it was done intentionally to frustrate my defense. So, not only was the judge showing a bias, even the clerk was involved in torpedoing my defense. This goes to the point I need a change of venue as even the clerk and not just the police and judges are involved in wrongdoing against me.
July 7, 2022 – Officer Hall cited me for “Unnecessary Noise” even though I was singing from my van as I have been doing for three years without a citation before. He chose not to use his body camera to prove my C.D. player was louder than could be heard from 50 feet away and made no attempt to check this requirement. When I tried to check with my recorder he refused to allow me to. I checked, after, and found I was within legal limits.
July 9, 2022 – As if to punish me for refusing to stop singing from my van, officer Mosqueda, two days after the first citation, cited me for a misdemeanor “Peace Disturbance” two days after the first ticket. I am still trying to access his video but have seen officer Andrew’s(?) video and it shows my C.D. player drops out of volume from less than 45 feet away. I was legal, then, also. Only because I walked off the distance with my tape player was any evidence taken of this crucial matter. Neither officer made any attempt to measure my volume against a 50 foot distance mark. Ironic as this is the matter that determines innocence or guilt. Volume level from 50 feet. That officer both officers did not employ their video suggests they are trying to hide something. I will have to wait to see if Mosqueda also chose not to video his arrest to prove or disprove my guilt. Officer Andrew’s video is redacted, I notice. It omits the part where he is approaching my van from his car to check my volume level. This would seem to be the most logical thing to record, his experience with my volume level as he approached me. He never did, though. Only after he was on me was his volume activated. Even then, other parts of his video are also missing. Mosqueda, when I told him of a man, a bar owner, who I have on tape from weeks earlier threatening to; “…smash your (My) face like a pumpkin…we don’t care about you.. we have ways to stop you..” refused to pursue the matter or ask to listen to my recording of this verbal threat against me. Even though I had reason to suspect the complainant might be the same man. It turned out to be, in fact, the complainants friend from across the street, another bar owner; Paul Whitecross of Brittania Arms. Mosqueda seemed to have an agenda that didn’t allow for the facts that suggest I was being unfairly targeted by the two bar owners who have tried to shoo my van away from their businesses in the past. Even months before The Whisky Club was opened I caught the owners wife videoing me on her phone to intimidate me.
January(?) 2023; I received another threat / e-mail from a Stephen King and gave it to officer Mosqueda to investigate. No response, yet, on that matter, either. This e-mail included a photo of what looks like a package bomb with the words; ‘DEFINITELY NOT BEES” scrawled on it. I have since learned that my website host company has been receiving packages for a Michelle Lightfoot who doesn’t work there. That the first package had ion lithium batteries listed as contents is not too far off from being a package bomb as they do explode and ignite. So it may be that my enemies may be trying to get my host company to drop me using terror tactics. One former employer admitted to me that a sheriff knocked on his door and ordered him to fire me in 2002. So the suspicion is founded.
March 01, 2023 – My birthday, officer Hall, again, approached me about my singing. I showed him I am well within my decibel limits and he left only to return with his ticket book in hand as if to intimidate me, I think, as he walked by. The next day he was there with a “Chaplain” for whatever reason. When I asked him if he cited me before he claimed he didn’t know as he; ” cites a lot of people”. He would know if he cited me from my distinctive, yellow website van, before. I have reason to believe he is lying that he doesn’t remember.
Since I inherited money the people associated with police and the courts have cost me over $4,500 in damages I didn’t deserve to my vehicles, alone, via leaving me in the back with the van in neutral or sabotaging my other van with deliberate damages. The first lawyer I approached wanted $15,000.00 just to begin. Add my recent court costs and it is clear the state, the county, the government, all want to bleed my finances dry so as to disable my Lennon activism as well as my legal attempts to counter this assault on my life. This county has such a vested interest and cannot fairly be used as a venue for my cases. Even the clerk who filled out improper subpoenas showed a bias against me. Santa Cruz is equally unfit to try my matters, as well. Judge Mendoza’s ruling on my motion for a change of venue and peremptory challenge must be reversed and saved for a more fair judge and venue. The stakes involved and the circumstances listed show that a change of venue is warranted and the first matter of business is to reverse Mendoza’s rulings and remove her and Judge Sillman from my cases.
This county has a history of discriminatory prosecution against me. These matters are part of my defense. Both judges have shown a disregard for my rights in court in these matters. My future request for a change of venue and current request for another judge besides judges Mendoza and Sillman and a reversal of Mendoza’s two improper rulings are in order.
There are more reasons and arguments I intend to present in person.
I declare, under penalty of perjury, the above is true and correct
Dated March 15, 2023
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Steve Lightfoot (Defendant)
SUPERIOR COURT OF CALIFORNIA
COUNTY OF MONTEREY – MARINA BRANCH
People of the State of California (Plaintiff))
vs
Steven Lightfoot (Defendant)
MOTION TO REMOVE A JUDGE FOR CAUSE (170.1)