How We Gypsies See The Americans

How We Gypsies See The Americans
Re-release of USA Government Banned Book
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How We Gypsies 
See The Americans
Memoirs of a Gypsy Queen
A Behind The Scenes Look Into The Everyday Life of 
The Scottish Gypsies of Old Orchard Beach, Maine
by 
EelKat Wendy C. Allen

Was One of The 27 Books
Banned By The United States Government
On January 4, 2016

It was forced to be unpublished
and removed from books stores
by a court order issued by
The Town Hall of The Town of Old Orchard Beach, Maine,
A United States of America Government Orginization

Banned from publication on Amazon, by the United States Government, How We Gypsies See The Americans, is now available to read online for free.

How We Gypsies See The Americans
Re-release of USA Government Banned Book
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Today, many years later, I still rarely speak a word and than only to immediate family members, but now I'm also known for my extremely long-winded articles which I write online. In my lack of speech, writing took over as my main form of communication (which is why I'm better at communication online, than I am face-to-face with someone: online I can type). (edit for website: and on YouTube I can talk to a camera... ALONE... but not when someone walks in the room.)

I've been told I should go to speech therapy. I've never been to speech therapy, probably never will. It's not that I can't talk or that I having difficulty talking, I just don't like talking. Talking feels weird. It feels rude. It feels intrusive. I don't like it. I do admit however that my inability to speech properly is the biggest barrier I have when looking for a job, interviewers commonly say "I'd love to hire you, but I just don't think you'd be able to talk to the customers" or "It'd be nice if you could speak clearly.

I live off my writing income, but breaking into larger scale publishing is not easy and short stories and articles don't pay much.

As an Autistic, I can tell you outright that I really hate it when people start sticking pills at me and telling me if I would take them I'd be normal. You know what?

I have no problem with who I am, I do not see any reason why I should change.

I am different, yes.

I know that, and have never denied it.

I just want people to stop telling my to *be normal* or how nice it would be if I would *seek medical help* because I wear cloths they don't wear, grew up in a culture they don't understand, accept gay people as friends, and have a speach impediment..

I'd just like the whole pack of them to leave me alone . . . I don't need a bunch of little Hitlers in my life telling me how to act, how to talk (which I don't and that pisses most people off), or anything else.

I am not you, why do you expect me to act just like you do?

I am not a clone.

I am me.

And NEWSFLASH: Having gay friends is not a reason to "seek medical help". What the hell is wrong with you?

I am normal.

I am normal for Gypsy culture.

Just because our culture is different from your's doesn't make it not normal.

This is normal for us, and thing that you see as "normal" we see as down right crazy.

As crazy as you Americans think we Gypsies are, we think you're just as crazy.

Normal is what you were born as. Every one was born to be normal in their own way. Just because what is normal for me, is not normal for you, doesn't make it wrong or bad, or anything else. It just means that for me, normal is different than it is for you. Besides, when you start being rude and staring at me and trying to get me to stare at you, and rudely talking to me, when I didn't speak to your first, I look at you and think: "What the hell is wrong with this freak? Didn't anyone ever teach them any manners? " If you had decent manners you would know it was rude to stare and rude to speak when not spoken to, and yet, here you are trying to make eye contact with me and talking your fool head off. You see, in my mind, it is you being weird and freaky and not acting normal, but do I try to poke pills at you or call you retarded? No. I don't do those things because I have the moral decency not to be rude.

I esp don't like people who walk up to you and say: "Why don't you answer me? What are you retarded?" I really, really, REALLY hate that. To be retarded you require an IQ of 70 or less. The average IQ is 90 - 100. Less than 3% of the population has an IQ above 130. Want to know what my IQ is? I'll tell you. It's 211 according to MENSA.  My highest test result was 217 (topic specific). Lowest was 138 (math, which I'm terrible at) .The I'm about as far as you can get from being retarded, so don't call me retarded just because I don't talk or make eye contact.

I've been asked why I don't join any groups for people like me. I'm afraid I can't really comment on those groups because I'm not familiar with any of the Autism groups. I'm not a busy body who needs constant gossip (what most people call socialization, I call rude gossiping). The way I see it, that's all those so-called groups are. A place to gossip and waste time. My time is better spent elsewhere.

Of course, as the years went by, I have learned that I don't like being around people. I don't like to get involved in groups and such, because that means being around people and being out in public, both of which means there will be folks pestering me to talk and that'll lead to teasing, and I really don't want to deal with rude, cruel mouthed, mean people anymore so I rarely leave the house anymore. I used to try to be around people. I used to want to be around people. But there is just so many times you can call a person retarded, or schizoid, or crazy, before I finally, say: Why did I want to be around people when all people do is hurt me?

People preach kindness and understanding and acceptance, but you'd be surprised how very few actually practice what they preach when they are forced to come face to face with someone like me.

I have PTSD because of the bomb. Got diagnosed with that in college (SMMC) when I had a major melt during the bomb scare on campus a couple years ago. I went to college hoping it'd help me to get a job.

I'm not eligible for medical insurance, not one. Did you know, it took me years to get a FREE CARE application approved - they wouldn't approve it, because, you know, I don't live in a house and I don't have a job, because no one will hire a stupid little, middle aged, non-white, near mute, Autistic, walking on a cane retard like me. I'm not even eligible for disability, because guess what, I have Autism. You can't get disability if you have Autism. Did you also know that even though Free Care says it covers 100% of medical, that when I broke my leg last Spring, it didn't pay a penny of the medical bills. I don't know why. No reason was given. Before the bomb I had no health issues, other then the Autism.

Autism is commonly thought of as a mental disability, when in fact it is not. Autism is a very physical disability, with a vast range of symptoms that vary from skin problems to gastro-intestinal problems to vision and hearing difficulty to corrodination problems and a wide range of other problems. Different types of Autism have different types of symptoms.

In my particular case, I suffer from hyper sensitivity. This means that even the dimmest lights blind me and I can not go outside (in both day time and night night) without wearing extremely dark glasses. This also means I can not be around loud noises because they cut through my ears like knives. I can not wear a wide varity of fabrics, and have to have my clothen custom made out of velvet, silk, 100% cotton, and with no tags and with flat felled bound seams, due to the fact that my skin irritates at the slightest touch of anything not the softest of material. This also means I am limited to the foods I can eat, as many food cause horrible stomach irritation and cramps, while strong flavors have to be avoided as well. Likewise I have to avoid being in the same room with strong oders, perfumes, smoke, ect, because these things can trigger serious azshma attacks.

The thing which prevents me from driving a car, or even crossing a street while walking, is the fact that I can not see moving objects, my eyes do not focus in on anything that is not stationary and therefor I do not see cars driving by or coming at me and am unable to get out of there way. This also make it extremly difficult for me to maniver around in most public places as I am prone to walking into people, repeatedly, simply because they were walking ahead of me and moving just fast enough so that my eyes do not register the fact that there was any one there at all. This makes it extremly difficult for me to go out in public without another adult holding my hand to thus be able to prevent me from walking into another person, their shopping cart, or in front of a car.

My difficulty in seeing is made worse, by the fact that I am almost legally blind, and without my glasses on, cannot not even see my own hand in front of my face. Without my glasses I can see less than 2 feet, and with them, maybe about 10 feet with some difficulty. It is very, very frustrating because it is this singular lack of eyesight that causes the greatest limitations of the things I am able to do.

Another thing I have is what one doctor called "alarmingly low blood pressure" which he checked, rechecked, had 3 different nurses check, and than rechecked with several different ways of checking, before commenting: "You should be dead." Apparently my blood sugar levels are bottomed out way to low as well, both of these factors are said to be the reason why my skin is naturally three shade paler than the whitest snow. This however results in the fact that I walk slow, a nessecaty due to the fact that if I tried to walk fast I would suffer a massive splitting headache, and I can not attempt to play sports, exercise, jog, or run, because doing any of these activities results in my passing out. While I've always had great difficulty in moving about, losing breath quickly and clolapsing if I run even 10 feet, I only found out I had low blood pressure, upon being admitted into the emergancy room, more than 20 years ago.

The extreme low blood pressure is compounded by the fact that I also have PDD, a server form of PMS that results in long heavy flow flow, esessive clotting, and being bed ridden for days on end with anemia, due to high blood loss, being complicated by low blood pressure. The doctor who made this diagnosis all those years ago, also said I had a cyst in my ovaries, which he suspected of being cancer. He scheduled a series of blood tests, a cat scan, and a sonagram, along with prescribing a huge list of medications. The pharmacy refused to fill the prescriptions because I had no medical insurace and could not afford the nearly $3,000 bill, and when the day came for me to go back to the hospital to have my tests, I was told by the woman at the front desk, that because it was "not an emergancy" the hospital had decided to cancel my tests, because I had no medical insurance, and would have to come up with some $15,000 up front to pay for the tests BEFORE I could have then done! Needless to say, I never had the tests, never got my medication, and my health has increasing deteriated over the 20 years since than.

And there in lies one of the most alarming problems caused by Autism: In Maine at least, because I have Autism, hospitals are not required to admit me and can throw me out if I do not pay cash up front for my visit, the reason being that in Maine, if you have Autism, you are not eligable for any type of disability, government assistance, or medical insurance on any level what so ever - regardless of Ohama's so called health care reform, and thus, in the last 35 years I have seen a doctor exactly 4 times, and all of them were prior to my turning 18.

Undiagnosed, Savant Autism and most other types of Autism are easily mistaken as Obsessive Compulsive Syndrome. Indeed, it does seem that you can not have Autism without also having OCD.

As an adult, one of the most often asked questions I hear is: Do you have OCD?

I obsess. I obsess a lot. I obsess over everything. My obsessions started early.

One of the earliest things a parent notices about any form of Autism, is that the child is obsessed with keeping things in order. As soon as they are old enough to walk, they start lining up all their toys: from biggest to smallest, or alphabetically by name, or in categories by subject, or by rainbow-order colour. I did this. I did this a lot.

When I was about 3, I had a set of wooden blocks. I lined them up, from one end of the house to the other, by shape and colour. All the rectangle red blocks came first, followed by the red square blocks, followed by the orange triangles, than the orange circular pillars, next the green square pillars, and finally the long blue road blocks.

The fact that I can, 30 years later, not only remember that I did it, but also remember in what order I put them, is another common factor in Autism: a photographic memory and the ability to remember almost anything instantly as soon as I see it, and than never forget it ever again.

At around 5, I took an interest in baby dolls after each other my grandmothers and my mother all bought me a baby doll for my birthday. My three dolls were always set in order: the one with brown curly hair first, her name was Cristine and I would only dress her in blue; the one with long black hair second, her name was Colleen and I only dressed her in yellow, Natalie was last. Natalie was a bald preemie that drank and wet herself, and she was the one that I took with me every where. I always dressed her in white.

By the time I was 8, I had 28 Barbie dolls, all of which sat on the shelf, again, in order by hair color and race. (I was unusual, in the 1970's in that I was a white child in Maine who wanted black and Hispanic Barbies -- racial coloured Barbies were extremely rare and very hard to find back than.) Whenever I changed the outfit on one doll, I changed the outfits on all the dolls, so that they would all match. For example if one was wearing a wedding dress, than all the others had to wear brides maids dresses or if one wore a bathing suit, than they all did.

I don't know when my love of crayons started. I can't remember a time when I did not always have crayons at my side. I also don't remember a time when I didn't dump out my crayons on the floor and line them up from red to indigo. I also do not remember a time when I have gone to a store, and walked past a box of crayons without buying one. It may be one of my worst obsessions and I'm not sure what triggers it, but it is impossible for me to walk by Crayola Crayons in the store and not buy them! The end result is, well, I have a lot of crayons! I've spent 30 years buying every crayon I see, and than coming home dumping them all out on the floor, and lining them up. It's like, I can't go on with anything else, until I have first found some crayons and put them in order.

I do know when my love of comic books started. I was 3 years old. We were at a local fish shack restaurant place known as The Maine Castle. We were buying haddock boxes, which was a white paper box with a breaded haddock fillets, a sour pickle, and fries. Basically it was fish and chips, with a different name. The restaurant was run by a Greek guy whom everyone called Lefty. On the counter next to the cash register, he had a big stack of comic books.

It was our tradition, to go to the Maine Castle every weekend, than to Ray's Lunch Van (now known as Rapid Rays Diner after he made enough money to buy the block and build a diner in the spot where he parked his MoHo). Than, with The Goldeneagle (The World's Most Haunted Car) full of food, we picked a star, any star, and followed it. Sometimes we ended up in New Hampshire! This was a ritual which my parents did right up until the day The Goldeneagle died, for some reason, star chasing in any other car just wasn't the same.

I loved being in the car, however, for me, to sit and do nothing, for hours on end, was impossible. I had to have something to do on these weekly road trips and that something happened one night at the Maine Castle, when I saw a comic book sitting on the counter, which would forever change my life. There on the counter was a bright pink comic book (pink was always a big attraction for me), on it was a duck wearing a top hat (I'm obsessed with top hats, can't pass one up, collect them wear them, obsess over anyone who wears one), and fighting a big green dragon (I love dragons). I was mesmerized. I sat there reading the book about this crazy old duck off looking for treasure and fighting dragons, and was so instantly hooked. When we left that night with our haddock boxes, Lefty handed me the book and told me I could have it.

Today, 30 years later, I now own one of the world's largest and most complete collections of Uncle Scrooge comic books, have gotten the autographs of Don Rosa and Alan Young, and am known by the locals, as "that crazy girl in the red frock coat and top hat." If you are ever around Southern Maine, and you see a girl wearing a red coat and black top hat, that would be me, it's one of the thing's I wear most of all. Yep, my Uncle Scrooge obsession went over big time, and I have nearly every comic book ever made which ever featured the crazy old duck even just for a single panel! I not only collect the English comic either. I have a near complete collect of every French edition of Uncle Scrooge ever made, as well as most of the German editions and several Italian, Danish, and Australian editions too. All together: 10,000+ issues, all bagged, boarded, indexed, and in order by publication date. I also have a card catalogue to file them by. That's how big, an obsession caused by Savant Autism can get.

It's not just my things either. If I'm at someone elses house and they have a box of crayons, I have to dump them out and line them up. If they have a bookshelf and their books are not alphabetized, I can not do anything else until I removed every book off their shelf ad put them in order. If they have a bowl of candy sitting on the table, I have to line them up in order by flavor, brand name, or colour. This bothers people, the fact that I do this, and results in very few people allowing me to set foot in their home.

I'm a person that has to have organization and order. I learned the Dewey Decimal System, just so I could properly catalogue my private book collection (of 300,000+ books not including the 10,000+ comic books already mentioned). I buy the Crayola Big Box with 120 crayons and the first thing I do is dump it out and put all the crayons in rainbow order from dark red to light red to light orange to dark orange to dark yellow to light yellow and all the way down the line. I do this with my paints, coloured pencils, pastels, and even my clothes. I not only know their order visually, but I have all the names of all 120 colours of the crayons memorized and put them in order that way too.

As an adult, I live a very "organized" life. I alphabetize everything or order everything in rainbow-colour order, and I have to have everything in it's place and a place for everything. I always loved crayons, and today am a professional artist, but I still have to have all of my crayons lined up and in order before I can start any drawing.

What bothers me most is that people are always trying to change me and make me do things their way because they think their way is "normal" and that I'm just a freak.

But why? Why do I do this? I don't know. Nor does anybody else.

Let me tell you about Wednesday, April 21, 2010, Obsessions, Lining Things Up, and Books: Portland Library Reopened!!!!! YAY!!!!! And some thoughts on living with Autism. The Portland library had closed for over a year for renevations. My library is open again - OMG! the $10million expansion is AMAZING! 3 floors of 2 million books! It's like I died and went to heaven! My month and a half long library withdrawal panic attacks are over! I was there 4 hours and I still only got part way through the building. Uhm, they closed for the day so I had to leave, other wise I'd still be there.

it is so HUGE! OMG! I love it! The best library in the state is ten times better than before - I could live there and never go home again; and get this - new addition to the library includes a COMIC BOOK ROOM! ARRRGH! OMG! a COMIC BOOK ROOM! I love it! and a picture book room - a whole room devoted to picture books! hundreds and hundreds and hundreds of them! I could live in that room.

And people wonder why I don't mind driving 2 hours to Script Frenzy meetings? HELLO! Biggest library in the state! I'm there every week anyways! I've practically lived in the building for the last 20 years, it's my home away from home - you have no idea what hell it's been for me since the library closed. One of the worse symptoms of Autism, is I can't deal with change on any level - extreme OCD and adherence to routine, so when my weekly 20+ year library habit got taken away, I was going bonkers with major meltdowns over it. I didn't realize how bad my library addiction was until the library shut down - but it's back, and bigger, with loads more books.

But everything is remodeled, so I'm going to have to start at the first book and go through all 2 million of them all over again to memorize where they are again. I can't stand disorder and confusion, and not being organized. Everything has to have a place of it's own and it's always suppose to be there in it's assigned place and not move from there. That's one of the reasons I love libraries - they catalog EVERYTHING. You know exactly where everything is. You can walk in, and there it is - everything all alphabetized, catalogued, lined up in nice straight even rows, and all in order. No confusion, no disorder, unless of course people mis shelve the books, than I have to take them all down a re-shelve them right. I hate it when people mis-shelve books or leave them laying on the floor or table. My going through every aisle re-shelving books is half the reason it takes me 5 or 6 hours to go to the library to pick up one book.

But, I knew where everything was. Where everything belonged. But now non-fiction is in the basement and fiction is on the first floor, and now there's a DVD room and a Comic Book Room, and a Picture Book Room, besides all the other rooms, and nothing is where they've been for the last 20 years, and all the new stuff I've never seen before - it's like an atom bomb went off in my head and chaos has taken over, and I can't deal with it at all. Well, I can't go through the library and put all the books back in their old places, So, I have to start all over again, and go through each aisle one at a time and rememorize the whole system all over again, but yow - Maine's biggest library! 2 million books, I mean do you have any idea ho long it takes to memorize where 2 million books are supposed to be!?

I'm lost in the library if I don't have their entire collection cataloged and memorized in my head. 2 million books - it took me well over a year to memorize where they all were before, and now they are all moved so I have to do it again. I will be spending many hours of many days at the library memorizing their catalog this summer. Well, at least I have my summer planned out ahead of time this year.

Most places I go, people hate me. They tell me I'm annoying or in the way, or whatever, but not libraries. Stores like WalMart and such, can't stand it when I go through the store reshelving and organizing things - they say they have people they pay to do that so the customers don't have to. Well, if they have people paid to do it, why than are the shelves all messed up and out of order? I mean, how am I supposed to buy a can of Bush's chick peas is their are's another brands kidney beans sitting there instead? I can't. Just one can out of place like that messes up my whole day, and I can't think about anything else. Even hours later after I go home, all I can think about is that one out of place can. The only way I'll get that out of place can out of my head is if I go all the way back to WalMart, and take that can and put it back where it goes, but than I'll see another can out of place, and another, and another, and before you know it, I'm just re-shelving the entire store! It's pat of the reason I don't go shopping very often, because just running in to by a single can is an all day trip for me. Shopping is not good for me - I obsess terribly over having everything where it goes, and I can't think straight if I see something not in it's proper place.

People rarely invite me to their houses for the same reason. There's this one family, used to invite me over every few weeks, but, in their living room is this wall of VHS and DVDs movies, like hundreds of them. We'd all sit down in the living room, but I couldn't hear a word they said, all I could see what those DVD cases out of place. I'd have to alphabetize the whole shelve. Than they had this Budgie (bird) living on top of the shelf, and I'd take her out of her cage and sit on the floor talking to her. I'd totally forget that there were any people there in the room with me. They'd get mad and say I was being rude, but I wasn't, I didn't mean to upset them. I didn't know back than that I had Autism, so I'd get depressed and upset, because I couldn't understand what it was I had done wrong to get them so mad at me. Now that I know about Autism, I studied about it, and now I realize that me cataloguing everything and losing track of time and people around me, is what it is that gets people upset, because now I realize that "normal" people don't do those things. I try to ignore things shelved wrong, but it's like all those unshelved items have neon lights on them that are so bright they blind everything else around me, and they only way I can shut them off so that I can see everything else, is if I re-shelve them in the right order.

Librarians love me, because I go in and start shelving books - not a one of them can remember the system the way I do. It takes them hours to re-shelve books- I do it in only a matter of minutes, because I don't have to look anything up - they are all in my head. In most parts of my life my Autism is hell and disruptive - in a library though, it's a blessing of extremes. And that's just Maine's biggest library I have the collections of five other libraries memorized - I know which library has what, where.

Ask me to mingle at a party, give you change, have a conversation with a stranger, or work with a team, and I'm lost; but send me into a library or ask me to restock a store's shelves and there is no one who can match me. Unfortunately my Autism prevents me from getting a job at the libraries, due to a requirement of a college education, something that is not possible for me. I'm great with words. I can't make heads or tales of numbers. College requires 2 years of algebra, and I can barely count, let alone get past addition, and subtraction forget it, so no college for me It's frustrating, because there are so many jobs I excel at, but are barred from getting because I can't attend college. Autism is frustrating because it make me uneven - I'm extremely overly good at a few things, but lost when it comes to everything else. Like the organizing things - it makes a 5 minute shopping trip a 4 hour nightmare, but it makes me a librarians dream come true.

Do You Read Banned Books?
Want To Read The First Ever Books Banned By The United States Government?

How We Gypsies
See The Americans
Memoirs of a Gypsy Queen
A Behind The Scenes Look Into The Everyday Life of
The Scottish Gypsies of Old Orchard Beach, Maine
by
EelKat Wendy C. Allen

Was One of The 27 Books Banned By The United States Government On January 4, 2016

It was forced to be unpublished
and removed from books stores
by a court order issued by
The Town Hall of The Town of Old Orchard Beach, Maine,
A United States of America Government Orginization

The First Amendment to the United States Constitution prohibits the making of any law respecting an establishment of religion,

impeding the free exercise of religion,

abridging the freedom of speech,

infringing on the freedom of the press,

interfering with the right to peaceably assemble

or prohibiting the petitioning for a governmental redress of grievances.

It was adopted on December 15, 1791, as one of the ten amendments that constitute the Bill of Rights.

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“If you are neutral in situations of injustice, you have chosen the side of the oppressor. If an elephant has its foot on the tail of a mouse, and you say that you are neutral, the mouse will not appreciate your neutrality.” 
― Desmond Tutu

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Bullies should never force you to  suffer in silence. If someone has hurt you, let others know.

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“I wonder if you realize: When you browbeat people who disagree with you into silence - because they don't want to be called hater, bigot, Hitler, whatever - their silence will create for you the illusion that you're winning. But it's just an illusion - an illusion you find so intoxicating that you're completely unprepared when the moment of truth comes . . . and you lose.” 

― Dan Calabrese

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“I would rather be a little nobody, then to be a evil somebody.” 

― Abraham Lincoln

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“If you're horrible to me, I'm going to write a song about it, and you won't like it. That's how I operate.” 

― Taylor Swift

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How We Gypsies 
See The Americans
Memoirs of a Gypsy Queen
A Behind The Scenes Look Into
The Everyday Life of 
The Scottish Gypsies of
Old Orchard Beach, Maine
by 
EelKat Wendy C. Allen

Banned from publication on Amazon, by a First Amendment violating, court order on January 4, 2016, by the Old Orchard Beach Town Hall, a branch of the United States government, How We Gypsies See The Americans, is now available to read online for free.

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Banned by the United States Government, January 4, 2016 for being "Too Gay For The Family Friendly Town of Old Orchard Beach, Maine."

State of Maine, Biddeford District Court:

Docket #BDDC-PA-2015-00574

Keeping in mind that the judge never read the book and I was never allowed to testify, as MOST of the court case was done via an "exparte order" without my knowledge to court case against me even existed until nearly a year after it started. The whole judgement being based off a murder I had no connection to, with residents of Old Orchard Beach, using as their "evidence" the phrase: "Remember Saco Shaw's all transsexuals are alike" and citing that transgender people are running around Maine killing people because there is a transvestite Necromancer in this book, their claim being that had the Quaraun series not been published the Saco Shaw's Murder would not have happened.

In the court documents, the Town of Old Orchard Beach claims that the Quaraun series is "autobiographical" because it is set in my hometown, and that because the main character, a 400 year old Elf named Quaraun, is a partly-castrated serial killing transvestite eunuch necromancer who suffers from schizophrenia, that I the straight, female author am QUOTE "a dangerous mentally unstable gay transsexual eunuch terrorist, who will kill us all" UNQUOTE.

Throughout the court papers they referenced quotes said by Quaraun (a fictional non-Human character in a fantasy novel) in this book claiming that they were quotes taken off my "About Me Page" of my website. (Thus why my About Me Page now includes my response to the court documents' allegations that I am gay, transsexual, or eunuch). Also interesting is the fact my primary accuser in these court documents (the man who drove a backhoe over my house in 2013) is also the same person who hacked my KBoards account & my website, placing his name all over both, while impersonating me online and pretending to be me throughout August to December 2015 (a time period when I was offline due to multiple surgeries & hospitalization after being beaten up by a man driving a 4-door white pick up truck). Also interestingly, is I never knew who owned the backhoe, and his name was unknown to me prior to receiving the sheriff's notice of my books being banned on January 4, 2016. Also interesting to note is in addition to owning the backhoe that drove over my house, he also owns a 4-door white pick-up truck.

Also interesting to note is that when I went to the Town Hall to ask the Town Manager & Town Counsel why they were filing these absolutely, ludicrously, ridiculous, transphobic, civil rights violating court papers to begin with, none of them were aware of the existence of the court case, and the man with the 4-door white pick up truck is now suspected (by the FBI who is investigating this "highly suspicious court case") of having filed the court case in the Town Hall's name using official USA government letterhead stolen from the Town Hall's Code Enforcement office. From 2014 to mid 2016 the court papers read "Town of Old Orchard Beach vs Wendy Christine Allen" The FBI started investigating the Town Hall June 2016. From June 2016 to October 2016 the court documents read {name removed & name removed} (name of backhoe owner & 4-5-8's sister) vs Wendy Christine Allen. Several forged documents have since been uncovered in this court case, that is now known to have been done by a local resident who not only impersonated me online, but also impersonated the Old Orchard Beach Town Hall in court.

While the man named in the documents CLAIMED to work for the town hall, calling himself "the board of zoning appeals", this has since been proven to be yet another impersonation on his part, and the only two ACTUAL government employees to ever appear in court were Old Orchard Beach CEO Dan Feeney and Old Orchard Beach Police Officer Will Watson, both of whom said they were there "on behalf of Town Manager Larry Mead as his representative". Larry Mead when questioned, denied having any knowledge of the court case at all and was shocked to discover that he himself was named in the docket as the person who filed the paperwork. Seven other Town Hall Government officials were also named as having collectively filed the paperwork with him, including my cousin; all of whom when questioned, had no knowledge there was a court case going on in their names, with them named as Plaintiffs. In court police officer Will Watson broke down on the testimony stand, claiming to be blackmailed into being there, stating that his "beloved mother-in-law" was in frail health and "they are threatening to kill her if I don't comply". If he is in fact being blackmailed and if so by who, as yet remains unknown.

And in spite of the hysterical rumours this man has been screaming all over town, there is no more evidence that the transsexual serial killer Connor MacCalister ever read my books or even knew of their existence, then there is that I am a 400 year old gay Elf wizard.

Also interesting to note is the first court papers were filed October 2014, 3 weeks after the mass market release of The Night of The Screaming Unicorn, and 1 week after the public unveiling on my latest art car The Transgender Awareness Tour Bus, and nearly a year BEFORE the Saco Shaw's murder which happened August 2015. Connor MacCalister's name was not added to the court papers until September 12, 2015, a full year AFTER the first court papers were filed.

The vandalism of my tour bus (it being filled with feces 3 feet deep) happened April 10, 2015, and the beheading of my cats happened May 2015, both happening BEFORE the August 2015 murder, in spite of the residents of Old Orchard Beach, claiming they did those things BECAUSE of the Saco Shaw's murder.

In the end 27 of my books were 

banned and unpublished 

BY A 1st Amendment violating COURT ORDER 

that was issued by

THE OLD ORCHARD BEACH TOWN HALL,

a United States Government Organization, 

making the Quaraun Series the FIRST and ONLY books in American history to ever be

BOOKS BANNED

BY THE

UNITED STATES GOVERNMENT

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Do you know who filled my motorhome with feces April 2015?

Do you know who cut my cats' heads off?

Do you know who it is Police Officer Will Watson claims is blackmailing him?

Do you know who stole the $3million in tax money from the Old Orchard Beach Town Hall bank accounts during all of this?

Do you know who built the bomb that blew up my house October 18, 2006?

Do you know who drove a backhoe over my next house on August 8, 2013?

Do you know who the driver of the 4-door white pick up tuck is, the one who beat me up, on November 14, 2013 at Southern Maine Community College, paralyzing me for 5 months, leaving me crippled for the rest of my life?

Do you know who is holding my 10 cats hostage, cutting off their heads, and returning them back one head at a time?

Do you know the identity of the hacker who hacked my Kboards & Twitter accounts, from a public access computer at the McAuthor Public Library in Biddeford, Maine, throughout 2015, also hacking my website and impersinating me while posting the name of the man in this court case all over the internet to make it look like I did it, even though I was offline and in the hospital dying at the time it happened?

Do you know who in the town hall is providing official government letterhead from the Code Enforcement Office, for this and other (yes, several others) fraudulent court cases filed by the Old Orchard Beach Town Hall against the LGBTQ citizens of our town?

If you know the answers to these questions or have any additional information about this case please contact the FBI agent in charge of the investigation:

Agent Andy Drewer

of the Portland FBI

@ 207-774-9322 

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Seeing How "The Too Gay For Old Orchard Beach" Court Order Requires Me To Put This Notice In The Front Of The Novels,
I Assume It Also Requires I Put It In Front of Novel Excerpts Posted Online As Well, so, Here It Is... 
Enjoy The Stupidity That Is The
Town of Old Orchard Beach, Maine,
Where I Am Deemed,
In Their Words:
"Too Gay For The Family Friendly Town of Old Orchard Beach"
Because I'm The Author of The Quaraun Series.

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INTRODUCTION TO THE SERIES

The Adventures of Quaraun The Insane

(Added March 29, 2016)

by

EelKat Wendy Christine Allen

~o0o~

UPDATE: The Old Orchard Beach Town Hall has handed me a court order requiring I place a warning in my books, warning you that they have their heads stuck up their asses, I mean, warning you that this book was written by a non-white transgender author and contains non-white, LGBTQ characters, which the straight, white citizens of Old Orchard Beach find offensive because they never before took their heads out of their asses long enough to notice that there exist in this world non-white people and gay transgender men. The HORROR I have forced them to discover, when they took their heads out of their asses long enough to discover a non-white, transgender author has lived in their town since 1975!

As of January 4, 2016 ALL gay, transgender, and non-white authors, living in the white power, gay-hating town of Old Orchard Beach, Maine are now required to add a warning to the front of their books, warning readers that this book is a vile, evil, perversion of their senses because it contains non-white, minority, transgender, and or gay characters who by their very existence according to the white power, gay hating residents of the 99.9% white town of Old Orchard Beach, Maine do not deserve to live and should not be included as characters in books.

Because I am a vile, evil, non-white, transgender author who lives in Old Orchard Beach, Maine, I am now required by court order to place warning in my books, to warn readers that this book was written by a vile, evil, non-white, transgender author and there for may contain references to my vile, evil, non-white, transgender lifestyle, including to, shock, and horror, ACTUALLY CONTAIN

....

Non-white characters

oh, my, my, my, how evil of me to consider writing a book with a person of colour in it. And even worse, is the fact that...wait for it...

I've gone so far as to allow gay transvestite characters to be in my books.

How shockingly evil of me to offend the citizens of Old Orchard Beach, by including gay and transgender characters in my book. I have forced them to have to discover the horror that there exists non-white people in our town, and worse, have made them suffer the horrors of learning that LGBTQ citizens have the right to live. How evil of me. To punish me for the publication of the book you are now reading, they filled my home with sewage 3 feet deep and cut the heads off of my cats, drove a backhoe over my house, then beat me up and left me paralyzed for 5 months, during which time they hacked my online accounts of Kboards, NaNoWriMo, Twitter and other places and impersonated me, posting lots of shitty crap to try to discredit me and destroy my reputation. If you are one of my long time readers and followers, you no dought saw what transpired on KBoards and NaNoWriMo (I did not see it and still do not know what happened, seeing how I was in the hospital dying, while the hacker was taking over my accounts online.)

18 months later I am out of the wheelchair, relearning to walk and still refusing to unpublish my evil books containing non-white gay men and so now they have gotten a court order demanding the warning you are now reading, be placed in this book, because the Old Orchard Beach Town Hall (the plaintiff named on the court order – YES – an actual United States Government Organization has issued this civil rights violating court order, in blatant disregard to federal laws) believes that non-whites and gays and transgender citizens are so evil that they QUOTE “ought to be shot in the head” UNQUOTE.

The book you are now holding contains non-white characters, of the same vile, evil non-white race as the non-white author who wrote this book and because I am not white and have chosen to include non-white characters in this book, I am now required by court order to warn my non-white readers that this book was written by evil, vile non-white me and contains evil, vile non-white characters that will offend your holier then though piece of shit white asses. There, I am now in compliance with the white power, gay hating town of Old Orchard Beach's, civil rights violating court order. White trash has now been warned that non-white trash exists in this book.

The book you are now holding contains LGBTQ characters, of the same vile, evil LGBTQ existence as the LGBTQ who wrote this book and because I am LGBTQ and have chosen to include LGBTQ characters in this book, I am now required by court order to warn my LGBTQ readers that this book was written by evil, vile LGBTQ me and contains evil, vile LGBTQ characters that will offend your holier then though piece of shit straight asses. There, I am now in compliance with the white power, gay hating town of Old Orchard Beach's, civil rights violating court order. Straight trash has now been warned that non-straight trash exists in this book.

If you have any questions regarding this court order which violates the civil rights of people of colour, minority races, and LGBTQ citizens, please head to the State of Maine, Biddeford District Court and ask for copies of

Docket #BDDC-PA-2015-00574 and CV-15-58/CV-15-59

the Alfred Superior Court Docket #CV-15-299

and the Portland Superior Law Court Docket #YOR-15-253

Additionally, you can find more information by going to the Old Orchard Beach Police Department and requesting copies of ALL police reports made in regards to 144, 146, and 146a Portland Avenue, from 2001 to 2016 (approximately 300 reports).

Note, that the court order includes 4 interesting facts:

1: It states that transgender people in Old Orchard Beach are not allowed to own cats; the Town Manager confiscated my cats on this basis (the judge granted this). 140 families in Old Orchard Beach had a grand total of more then 500 cats taken from them via this court order.  Many of those cats are being returned to their owners, one head nailed to their door at a time.

2: It states that transgender vehicles are not allowed in the town of Old Orchard Beach and specifically that The Transgender Awareness Tour Bus be removed from the "perimeters of the family friendly town of Old Orchard Beach" (the judge denied this)

3: It states that transgender authors, not be allowed to publish books featuring transgender characters, and contains a list of books, deemed "Too gay for Old Orchard Beach" that the Town Hall requested be removed from publication. The judge ordered the removal and unpublication of 27 of my books, and that the rest have this warning placed in them.

4: That LGBTQ, non-white, non-Christians, and Muslims, not be allowed to set foot in Old Orchard Beach (with one motel owner in particular claiming his right to confiscate the homes, property, and business of some 140 families in Old Orchard Beach, by right of his desire to put condominiums on each of their properties. Interestingly, this is the same man who drove a backhoe over my house in 2013.) Part of this was passed, with the judge ordering LGBTQ families not allowed to set foot in their own homes (not rentals or apartments - houses they owned outright and owed no taxes or mortgages on, with 140 families be forced out of their homes on January 4, 2016. He dropped the request to confiscate homes of LGBTQ citizens when FBI Agent Andy Drewer Arrived to investigate him and the 5 businesses he owns, for his connection to the bomb that blew up my house in 2006.) Three court houses later a different judge overruled the first judge's civil rights violating order, with LGBTQ citizens being allowed to go home October 18, 2016, after 10 months of living in their cars.

Want to know the names, phone numbers, business locations, and home addresses of all the cat murdering, transphobic, gay-hating, white powered people who are trying to ban all LGBTQ and non-white citizens from Old Orchard Beach? Then go to those 3 court houses and request to get copies of all 700 pages of The Too Gay For Old Orchard Beach Court Case of Old Orchard Beach vs Wendy Christine Allen. 

All names and contact information of all the white power, gay hating  town hall officials, police officers, public works workers, motels, businesses, motel owners, business owners, and the KKK's own lawyers, behind this introduction now required to being added to books containing gay or non-white characters can be found in those court orders and police reports, here after collectively known as “The Too Gay For Old Orchard Beach Court Case” or #TooGayForOOB for short.

In those court dockets you will find more then 700 pages of utterly fascinating civil rights violating, animal abusing, hate crime glorifying, anti-gay, white power, transphobic lunacy. I highly recommend you get copies of those court dockets and see for yourself, the REALITY of how utterly insane the gay hating, white power mentality of Old Orchard Beach, really is. 

Or if you want to meet me at Staples, and are willing to pay however much it costs to have 700 pages of copies made, you can get copies made of my copy of the court order.

Happy reading.

Welcome to Maine, where love wins, everywhere, except in the white power, gay-hating town of Old Orchard Beach. TIP: If you are looking for a great fun summer family vacation spot this summer: avoid the transphobic, animal abusing, gay hating, white power town of Old Orchard Beach. This town is only family friendly, IF your family qualifies as a “real family” which to them means: you are white, Christian, and have no connections to LGBTQ people whatsoever. Save your hard earned money and DO NOT come to Old Orchard Beach this summer. Don't bother wasting your hard earned money on the transphobic, animal abusing, gay hating, white power trash that thinks it's okay to discriminate against people based on race, gender, religion, or colour.

There. Now I am in compliance with the court order and you, my dear reader have been warned that this book was written by evil, vile, perverted non-white, non-straight little old me and contains non-white, gay, transvestite characters. Can I ask: Have you EVER seen a book ANYWHERE that the author's town required the author to place a warning in the book, for ANY reason? Can anyone say RIDICULOUS? Yes, the town of Old Orchard Beach is being utterly ridiculous. I think they forgot that Old Orchard Beach is a town in America and not it's own country.

So, if you are a transphobic, gay-hating, white power person who is offended by the existence of transvestites, gays, non-Christians, people of colour, and other things that tick off white power mentalities, then you probably want to avoid these books.

For everybody else who isn't a white power, transphobic, gay-hating jerk with their head stuck up their own white, Christian ass: I hope you enjoy reading these books as much as I have enjoyed writing them. And for those of you who don't enjoy this sort of book, well, enjoy those knee-jerks, I'm told you guys should be expecting quite a few of them.

~EK

End of introduction.

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This article was originally written on: March 20, 2017

This page last updated on: March 20, 2017

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