FAQ: What religion are you? I thought you were a Muslim because of the hijab and modesty dress, but than I realized you wear a crucifix and have relic statues of Mary and Jesus and Catholic Saints everywhere, but than I heard you say Hail Satan and talk about summoning the Watchers and Azazel, plus people say you are a witch or wiccan or pagan or something.

I am a Voodoo Priestess rank of Medsan Fey and Marija Loa. I worship the One God, the Creator of All Life, the brass serpent of Moses who goes by many names, in Voodoo he is most commonly known as The Rainbow Serpent Papa Damballah Weddo; in Scandinavian folk religions he is known as The Great Serpent Uroboros.

Voodoo is a branch/division of the Catholic Church. We practice the same rites and rituals as does the Orthodox Catholics of the Vatican, and hail the Pope as our earthly guide. Jesus and Mary are at the centre of our belief system, and icons, relics, saint rituals, prayer beads/rosary, crucifix, candle lighting, intercessory prayer, ect.

Marija Loa is a type of Catholic nun. The word Marija Loa is Creole French and means “Married to God”. A Marija Loa is similar to a Mother Superior. She is the highest ranked nun of her order and has undergone a marriage ritual – a full wedding, wedding gown and all – to literally be married to one of the Loa. I am Marija Loa to Papa Damballah Weddo. 

Medsan Fey is a rank of Catholic nun. A Medsan Fey is a nun who specializes in herbology, herbal medicine, apothecary, hoodoo magic, candle magic, poppet magic (aka Voodoo dolls). 

Medsan Fey means I am a female Houngan/Borka also known as a Mambo or Vudo Queen.

I am one of only 12 Mambo on the planet who practice Death Wangas also known as The 7 Year Generational Death Curse.

I am EelKat, Etiole's Friend. Etiole is the Archangel Ertreal, The Avenging Angel who rained Brimstone and Fire on Sodom and Gomorrah, and is also known as The Pale Horseman of the apocalypse. He was a commanding officer in Azazel's Army in the battle of Heaven. The Watcher known as the lover of human women, who taught the world magic and was the father of the Nephilim and for this crime was one of the 7 Grigori Seraphim Watchers who was chained in the valleys of the Earth. I found him chained in the swamps of Maine in 1978 and set him free.

Everything I know I learned from Etiole. He is my familiar and my protector. 

I am hailed by many as the world's most powerful, most feared, most famous, and most deadly witch/poltergeist/spirit medium. This is due largely to my being the real world Gypsy "witch" who my neighbour Stephen King based his fictional Thinner Gypsy witch off of. He also filmed the movie Thinner on my farm.

But I have no power. I am merely a tool, the vessel through which Etiole connects to the physical world. This comes at a great cost and is why my health is so frail.

Everything ye do unto ME, in 7 years time, Etiole will do back unto THEE.

We are often seen as Christo-Pagan, as we rely heavily on magic arts not often seen in other branches of Christianity, such as tarot cards, crystal scrying, Kabbalism, Enochian angel magic, seances, spirit/oui-ji boards, etc.

Many in the more mainstream Christian community consider us to be Occultists and/or Satan worshippers due to our frequent communication and summoning of spirits, including both archangels and demons, and most notably The Loa, The Enochian archangels, and the Grigori aka The Watchers.

Like all Catholic nuns we cover our heads with veils and wear long modest caftan/robes/dresses. The colours and materials and styling of our veils and robes vary from day to day, depending on our sect, what holy day it is, which loa we are attuned to, our patron saint,  ect.

Seeing how this question comes to me from gamers, I will simply the answer in gaming terminology that you will understand: If I was a character in an RPG, I am what you would call an Herbalist-Alchemist-Druid-Healer-Priest. 

More simply put, I am what the ignorant would call a Witch Doctor or a Gypsy Fortune Teller or a Gypsy Witch.

Also... April 10, 2015 has a 7 year anniversary coming up soon, has anyone noticed the changes to the Reclaim Blueberry Plains? Yeah. Etiole's been redecorating his home, hasn't he? What goes around, comes around bitches. Nigh on 7 years ago, you razed my farm... funny how government land is being razed the exact same way my farm was razed... I notice too several town hall workers, have seen their entire families die around them, you know just like how my entire family was murdered and their heads nailed to my door... how are you going to explain to the news stations, the fact that 53 people, all involved in the murders of my family, have died from being hit by lightening? 

Freak natural phenomena? 

Poltergeist activity? 

Zapped by alien UFOs - isn't THAT your go to excuse whenever you blame me or Etiole for anything? 

Better yet, how will you explain the backhoe, lifted up by a freak tornado in Maine, thrown through the sky to land on... oh look... my, my, there's a back hoe sitting on your house! It just fell out of the sky and landed there. No driver involved. Honey pie, did you know there's a back hoe sitting on your house? How's that feel? 

Perhaps, you should call it what it is: punishment handed down by the hand of God himself. 

Doesn't feel nice to have your land razed, a backhoe sitting on your house, and your entire family die, does it... you shouldn't have pissed off Etiole... tick tock, tick tock, you can't run from Etiole's 7 year clock... karma's a bitch isn't it?

Have you forgot the extent of the damage these people did, all because, they wanted to dig up my land and removed bodies buried there, before my house builders found that barrel of bones?

Have you forgotten that 7 town hall workers, 5 public works men, a blond woman, her bald son, and her red haired sister Kendra, and 14 police officers, all lead by a man they referred to as "Mark who needs no last name" were the ones 

I can name every one of them, except for the ring leaders: blond woman, her bald son, her sister Kendra, and her husband "Mark who needs no last name". I don't know who those 4 are. I'd never seen any of them, other than the Kendra woman before, and I only knew her fro her attacks beating me up at Panera in 2009, 2010, and 2013.

I can name every one of the others, because all I have to do is go to the Old Orchard Beach town hall and police department website, and there are their faces.

With the exception of blond woman, her bald son, her sister Kendra, and her husband "Mark who needs no last name", every one else involved was government official who works for the state of Maine vis the Old Orchard Beach Town Hall, the Old Orchard Beach Police Department, or the Old Orchard Beach Public Works.

And what exactly did they do?

August 8, 2013 they drove a backhoe over my house. That same backhoe drove over my previous house on the same land April 2007. That same backhoe drove over my poultry barn and horse stables July 2001. July 2001 was the first attack.

Huge trucks, 18 wheel crate loading dump truck. Drove up into my land and dumps literal bags of garbage, that they had taken from the MERK. 7 trucks and many loads each. The end result was a pile of trash in my yard that was 30 feet across, 175 feet long and 12 feet deep. They buried my crops under piles of bags of garbage, stolen from the MERK garbage incinerator plant. 

Who does something like this? And why?

I don’t understand any of this.

I don’t know who these people are or why they are doing this.

The police believe they have me mixed up with someone else and are intending to attack someone who is not me, but looks enough like me that they are my doppelgänger.

Even so... why would you do something like this to any one?

Evidence suggest I was not the intended target. 

It doesn’t matter who the target was intended to be, these acts are downright awful. You shouldn’t o stuff like this to any one.

I am flabbergasted, that there are such evil people in this world that they would think to do things like this to other people.

How can some one be so vile, so demented, so twisted, so corrupted, so vengeful, so full of hate, so mentally deranged, so evil?

How do people like this even exist?

How can live with themselves?

Have they no guilt? No shame? No feeling of remorse? No compassion?

What kind of mental disorder must one have, to concoct the type of harassment these people are carrying out?

I feel that these people, these bullies, these harassers, must be incredibly paranoid, to go to such extremes.

What possible perceived injustice are they retaliating against?

Several times now they’ve shouted out that I tried to kill one of them and that’ why they are doing this, but I’ve never tried to kill anyone. I don’t know who it is I’m supposed to have tried to kill, either. They’ve never said, save the blond woman who claims I tried to kill her husband, but I don’t know who she or her husband is.

They keep making the claim they are getting back at me for stuff I did to them in school, but they are in their late 60s to mid 70s and older, my mother is only in her 50s, she isn’t even old enough to have gone to school with any of them, so how could they expect me to be even close to old enough to have ever gone to school with any of them? Plus I never went to school. There was even a lawsuit between the town and my parents in the 1980s because my parents wouldn’t send me to school.

March 2015 was the massive attack, with an entire fleet of trucks, and drove over the Church of the Holy Rhinstone, a church that stood on my land, my garage which is why I no longer have a garage to put my car in, my 2 sheds both of which had my tractors and other garden/crop machinery in them at the time. And of course the razing of the land, the cutting down of the apple orchard - the VERY apple orchard planted in 1530 that this town was named after... he actual "old orchard" of Old Orchard Beach... the very original trees - huge massive apple trees over 400 years old. The grape vineyards, the cherry trees, the pears trees. 

April 10, 2015, they returned, 4 police officer held me a gun point, while 10 other police officers held my children down with long poles with metal wire strangle loops on the end, and beat their faces in with cinder block bricks, knocking out every one of their teeth, breaking their jaws... POLICE OFFICERS DID THAT... while men they referred to as "Mark who needs no last name" and "Dan" stood there and told the police officers what to do, how to beat them, while "Mark who needs no last name" boldly bragged that he paid the Old Orchard Beach police $6million dollars to do this.

May 15, 2015... the heads, hands, feet, and intestines of my children were nailed to my door. Later that same day police officer W. W. came to my home begging for forgiveness and claimed that men he referred to only as "Mark and Dan" were holding his beloved mother-in-law hostage and torturing her, and he helped in the April 10, 2015 attack, only to save her life and get her back. He claimed he had no prior knowledge of what was going to happen, claiming that he'd been told they were only going to "scare" us. He said he had not expected anyone to get hurt, he had not known my children would be tortured and kidnapped, he had not known they were going to be murdered. He said he was scared for his life and lives of his family. And he said: "They form a small army, our department doesn't have enough man power to stop them, and every one in this town is too scared to fight back. You don't know what's going on. And I think they mixed you up with someone else. They didn't know you were the owner of this land. They didn't know that was your motorhome. They thought someone else owned this place. It wasn't even your family they were after. You were the wrong target. You don't know who these people are. What they've done to our families. This is the actual Mafia. The real deal. I'm so sorry. This is the address they sent us to. But they had a different name as the owner. This wasn't supposed to happen. They were after someone else. I'm so sorry. I couldn't let my family died. And now yours is dead instead. This wasn't supposed to happen." Officer W.W, made some very wild claims. I don’t know if I can believe what he said or not. But what he said, definitely seems plausible, at least the part about them mixing me up with someone else.

I’m wondering if they haven’t mixed me up with my uncle Bruce and his family, because Bruce WAS making the claim that HE owned my land, and he DID on several occasions set up massive rows of military tents on my land, and attempt armed take overs of my farm. He did it many times throughout the 1970s to 1990s, and in 1996 had tents full of bombs and assault rifles, and stood off against police for 9 months before the fire department finally drove him and his clan off my farm by driving the ladder truck over the military tents.

Bruce was big problem for many years. And it wasn’t just me he did this to. My neighbours on both sides of me, he did it to them too, AND, he used to go around town claiming he owned ALL THREE properties (144, 146, 146A) AND had many people in the town convinced that all 3 properties were all belonging to 1 family!

In the summer, he used to go to the Post Office and have them forward all of his mail to my mailbox, to try to further convince people he lived there.

Several various school years the school social workers would show up at my farm asking the whereabouts of Danny, Angela, Adam, Autumn, Amber, and Bonnie... a names of children who supposedly attended Old Orchard Beach school, but had never set foot in the school,  and it turned out, actually lived in Utah many thousands of miles away, and he was using my farm address and my town’s school to get welfare checks for children, whom his ex-wife was ALSO getting welfare checks for in Utah! When they finally caught him he went to jail for welfare check fraud, fake address fraud, and home owner impersonation fraud, and had a $30,000 bail slapped on him.

My uncle Bruce and his friends, he/they WAS/ARE the right age range to have gone to school with these people, and Bruce was notoriously known as a bully, abuser.

...And you remember those 384 cats? Those where HIS cats. And he tortured them something fierce.  He not only massively abused us children, he also abused animals as well, and was a cat hoarder of huge extremes. He used those cats for target practice, used them to train his dogs to kill, and used them to train a great horned owl he took with him when bird/rodent/rabbit hunting.

He was a horrible man and no one is upset to see Covid19 take him away.

He hurt a lot of people, a lot of children, and a lot of animals, especially cats. He was a monster in the truest sense of the word. He’s also the man who locked me in cages and tortured me.

All evidance suggests that this mysterious Mark and crew, are actually targeting my uncle Bruce and his group... especially with officer W.W.’s testimony sating that they were after the owner of my land and were shocked to learn, I owned the land, not the person they had believed owned it.

They also went after my neighbours on both sides of me harassing them in similar fashion, as well, and likewise thought all 3 properties belonged to 1 person and were all one land, not 3 separate lands owned by 3 separate people... which further points to Uncle Bruce who for years claimed all 3 lands were one plot and all owned by him.

Bruce was an evil vindictive bastard, and if he and his group were intended targets, well, it’s understandable why they are attacking with such ferocity. But the fact remains, Bruce’s crew never owned my land or the 2 neighbours lands to either side of me and we 3 neighbours spent years, constantly chasing and rechasing his crew and their acres of military tents out of our land.

So, when police officer W.W. says this Mark and crew aimed their attack at the “owner of the 3 properties, thinking all 3 were 1 and all owned by one person” and subsequently “attacked you by mistake, not knowing you were the actual land owner”... I believe him. I believe these harassers were after someone from my Uncle Bruce’s group and attacked my family by mistake, because they believe my Uncle Bruce when he made the claim to own not only my land but also the land of both my abutting neighbours.

I think officer W.W, is telling the truth, and I think he really is scared for the lives of his family and acted out of sheer terror April 10, 2015.

And I think that’s a problem. 

Why?

Because if criminals are terrorizing police officers, than those officers can’t do their job.

Laws will NOT be upheld in a town, where the police are scared to enforce the law, scared of retaliation against their families, if they arrest criminals.

And that’s just wrong.

The police should NOT be terrified to do their jobs. They should not live in fear that their families will be killed by criminals, to the point that they start taking bribes from those criminals just to save the lives of their loved ones.

When police officers start doing that NO ONE in our town is safe any more.

We NEED police officers to enforce the law, to protect our families, to keep us safe... and when the officer officers are too scared to do that, that’s when it’s time for us residents, to take a good long look at WHY those officer are too scared to protect us any more.

This shouldn’t happen and it’s only happening because the residents of this town LET it happen.

The residents DO NOT support their local police and because of that the criminals are able to terrorize officers.

People officers can’t protect people they are scared of.

Police, should NOT be scared to protect the residents of their town. Criminals should not be allowed to have that much control of any town.

Police are scared to protect the residents of Old Orchard Beach, because they know, no one in this town has their backs.

They know, if they arrest criminals, they need witness to testify in curt, but no resident in this town has the balls to testify in court, and because of that, police have their hands tied.

As long as the residents of Old Orchard Beach, continue to NOT support the police of Old Orchard Beach, the criminals will continue to manipulate the police into fear.

You the citizens of Old Orchard Beach have the power to change this.

Help the police to help you.

You don’t have to live in fear of criminals any more.

You can take charge of your life.

You can speak up.

Let your voice be heard.

The police NEED our support.

Through your support, you CAN help the police put an end to this dynasty of crime that has terrorized our town for way too long.

Stop being spineless weaklings.

Stand up for yourselves.

Stand up for your families.

Stand up for your children.

Old Orchard Beach, used to be a great town. In 2007 we had 2 million tourists every day. 12,000 year round residents.

Now look at it since 2010. More than half the town businesses are closed and empty. Only 3,000 year round residents now. And now the town struggles to gain 10,000 tourists ALL YEAR TOTAL.

What caused the death of Old Orchard Beach in 2010?

The death of our town’s #1 tourist attraction: The World’s Most Haunted Car, The REAL Christine... my 1964 Dodge 330, that was cut in half May 2010. 

The attraction that brought 2 million DAILY to our beach was destroyed, by these very same men, who’ve done everything else that was done to me. And WHY should 2 million people visit our town, when the thing that brought them here, was destroyed by the town manager himself?

1 million 999,000 tourists no longer come to our town.

Tourists KNOW they are not safe in a town where police are terrified of the residents.

WHY should tourists trust police to protect them, when the residents can trust police?

Can you not see the mass destruction these criminals have unleashed on our town?

OPEN YOUR EYES AND LOOK AROUND YOU!

More than half the business are gone, empty, shut down, dead. Old Orchard Beach has become a ghost town.

300 businesses gone, empty.

9,000 year round residents gone, driven out for being too gay or too black or too transgender or too Muslim or too Jewish or too Native American.

Look what happened to Old Orchard Beach’s BLACK school teacher... Google it.. it made international headlines... 10 year old students from Kennebunk school smashed her car and painted swastika all over her house. She taught in Kennebunk school, but she lives on my street. Her family has been treated just as deplorably as mine.

THIS is what our town has become because the police are too scared to stand up to criminals, because they fear the backlash on their own families.

All of this is so many levels of wrong.

Keep in mind the "Too Gay For Old Orchard Beach" court case started BECAUSE of that June 2015 and September 2015 attack by police officers, looking for cannibals in my garden, and digging up every inch of my yard with a fleet of steam shovels and bulldozers and backhoes.

And it WAS revealed in court that the Old Orchard Beach Town Hall, was suing me BECAUSE a town hall employee had read the Quaraun novels, and assumed that the ONLY reason I would write a transgender character was if I was myself transgender... they used a novel I wrote about and Elf Wizard as EVIDENCE to try to prove I was a gay man disguised as a woman because an Elf in the novel was a male to a female transvestite.

AND, they dug up my yard looking for evidence of cannibals, BECAUSE of the Quaraun novels, and they CLAIMED to have evidence of REAL cannibals in the area and the REAL version of the disease in the Quaraun novels... BUT... the police officers REFUSED to bring that evidence forward in court, so the judge threw out their accusations of cannibalism, and I throw a counterclaim of gay rights discrimination at them because they had claimed, gay men were not allowed to own property in Maine and they took my land, for 8 months... yes... the town TOOK POSSESSION OF MY FARM claiming that gay men were not allowed to own property in Old Orchard Beach, Maine, which is WHY, I marched naked through the town to the town hall, to PROVE to the court, I was a natural-born female... that's how the judge came to hand the deed to my land back to me and then tell me how to take this to superior court to get that gay discriminating law overturned... which we did October 21, 2016.

And the ring leader is still not caught. My uncles, they only kept a 10% cut of the money. The rest went to the man they took orders from. A man they refereed to as: "Mark who needs no last name". That's what they called him, He came every month to pick up the money and give them new orders. When I asked who he was, they said: "Mark", I asked "Mark who?" and they said: "Mark who needs no last name, he runs this town. Every one knows him." I don't know him. I don't know his last name. But I'd recognize him if I saw him again. And I have. In 1991, when I asked that question, he looked like Bo Duke, John Snyder, could pass for his twin, only smaller. He barely came up to my uncle Bruce's shoulder, so he must have been 5'8 to 5'10".

I saw him again, March 2015, he's the man who was driving a navy blue pick-up truck. Drove it up into my driveway, and was ordering the police officers where to dig for cannibals. If there ARE bodies buried on my yard, HE would know, because HE - "Mark who needs no last name, he runs this town. Every one knows him." - is the ONLY person who could have put them there.

He showed up again June 2015, this time he was driving a green construction, dump truck, with a silver and black stripped hood. He drove it up in my driveway, pulled a rifle out from under the seat and started shooting at me. 

He showed up again, September 12, 2015, with a 4-door white pick-up truck- one of those mega big mega sized ones, and a large crowd of people. They were chanting "Too gay for the family friendly town of Old Orchard Beach" and accusing me of being a male disguised as a woman. Had police officers again, and said: "I pay you $6million a year to keep what I do out of the news. Don't you dare defy me." when the officers left his group to stand in my yard and form a wall of officers between me and the crowd to protect me from "Mark who needs no last name, he runs this town. Every one knows him." and his fellow attackers.

This all started because we started construction of a house on my land, and he went nuts the day we started the foundation... in a new location, NOT in the location where the original house was.

He went totally out of his mind, telling police there were 500 human bodies buried on my land.

Police did find something... and the town went silent with terror... we have video footage of what they dug up... a huge rusted oil barrel... full of bones... FBI estimated it had been buried there in the mid-1950s.

But the ONLY person who knew where to look, was the person who told police it was there: "Mark who needs no last name, he runs this town. Every one knows him." 

No one else suspected there was a giant oil drum full of bones buried in my yard.

I've lived here since 1975, and no one put it here since I was here. It was already here before I bought this land. And the foundation for the house was a slab, not a cellar, so we would not have dug down deep enough to find it, and had "Mark who needs no last name, he runs this town. Every one knows him." not arrived with the claim cannibals lived here and buried bodies on my farm, no one would ever have dug that deep to look, and with house on top of that very location, those bodies would have remained buried forever.

I don't who this man is or why he thinks he knows me or why he seems to think I know him and why he is so hell bent psycho crazed deranged full force attack mode in endless steady constant non-stop attacks on me, my farm, and my family.

The stuff being done to me and my land is absolutly ridiculous on levels that defy any form of logic.

And... really? There are 500 humans buried on my farm? What nonsence is this?

If you KNOW there are bodies buried here, why've you said nothing before and HOW do you know?

I've known about the bones in the ravine since the 1980s and I've told dozens of people about them over the years. I couldn't remember the exact location and I went out into he woods looking for those bones daily for almost 30 years before I finally found where they were and took video footage of them, because no one believed they were there. No one, not one single person in 30 years believed me or would help me look for them, and it wasn't until the June 19, 2016 livestream that people finally beleved me, when they saw the bones for themselves.

I was a witness, but even I couldn't locate the exact spot and it took me 30 years to find it.

So, HOW did this man, whom, had never set foot on my land since the 1975 that I had been here, how was he suddenly able to drive up in here with a full SWAT team... yes a SWAT team... and point to the EXACT spot where that barrel of bones was?

How is that possible?

The only way he could have known the exact spot with such minute presicion is if he put those bones in that barrle himself.

Why did he never mention the bodies before? If they knew they were there, all those years, WHY didn't he mention it BEFORE we started construction of our house? He panicked. He was terrified those bodies would be found by the foundation dig crew, so he brought police up in here to stop the construction of my house, to look for bodies in my yard, but... he knew EXACTLY where to look. How did he know THAT?

If you are wondering, where in my yard the barrel. of bones was dug up... it's the exact location my motorhome is sitting right now... and where those 2 big Hamas and eye of grigori signs stand. I put those signs up as grave markers, for the dead who, have yet to be identified. We don't know who they were. But they were most definitely buried by cannibals. The damage done to their bones is testimony of that.

I've not been able to continue construction of the house, because no construction crew will get near my land since the oil barrel. was pulled up.

A steam shovel pulled it up, and when the driver saw what it was, he leapt out of the truck and ran out of the yard... and the rest of the Old Orchard Beach, Public Works crew, when they realized what was hanging off the steam shovel's bucket, they all ran screaming in terror, out of my farm as well.

The excavation equipment stayed in my yard for 6 months, untouched. They didn't dare to come back and get it. An entire fleet of big construction vehicles, standing like giant yellow dinosaurs in my yard all summer that year.

Bones scattered all over the driveway falling out of the giant oil barrel. that was hanging off the front of the steam shovel.

Police were so scared they didn't dare move the bones.

It was tourist attraction that year. I was recording when the barrel. came up and that YouTube livestream went viral because people watching it started Tweeting it out on Twitter.

All summer long I had people from all over the country, driving up in here to get pictures of the barrel. of bones, hanging half suspended over my farm.

That was 2015.

The 31 children of Goosefare Brooke Ravine, Blueberry Plains, Ross Forest, Old Orchard Beach, Maine was found a year later. June 2016. My dog Marcy found them. They'd been dug up by coyotes. That was also a YouTube livestream, and a Twitch livestream as well. I wasn't yet affiliate, the VOD is still on Twitch, though I set it to private, due to, you know, human body parts being dug up. We know who these bones were and who buried them here, and when. 458. The Cyr Clan. 1982.

Why is this happening?

Events I write in my novels aren' as freaky as the real world goings on in our town.

What is wrong with these people?

I don't understand why they are doing any of this.

You people who rely on tourist income, you should more concerned than any one.

Are you REALLY going to sit back and let criminals, drug dealers, take over our town like this?

Our town used to be so full of life. Now it’s almost a ghost town.

Our town is dying and it’ll die completely if these criminals are allowed to continue killing it.

And now 2020 came on top of it. Had our town had the balls to stand up to crime lords, it would have survived 2020. But with so few businesses left now BEFORE 2020 hit, how did anyone expect it to survive something like 2020.

You kissed the almighty tourists ass, and bowed before your lords and masters, men who had you by the balls and had you too scared to stand up for yourselves, your families, your neighbours, your public servants.

Our town is dying and it is your own inaction that is to blame. You the residents of this town are allowing our town to die.

Those few of us, like myself, who don’t rely on tourist income to survive, we will continue on in this town, as numbers continue to drop, businesses continue to close... but what will the rest of you do?

We can already see the answer... head to Ross Road and take a look at The Reclaim Blueberry Plains.

Recognize the construction equipment? Yeah. Do you know the history of that land? ENDANGERED PROTECTED BY FEDERAL LAW Ivory billed Woodpeckers live there, in the ENDANGERED PROTECTED BY FEDERAL LAW 500 year old Great White Mast Pines... wait... there were fewer than 30 of those birds on the entire planet and now most of them are dead... their babied killed, as the trees came down.

Did you know the Ross Forest used to be a State Park back in the 1920s and 1930s? And that is WHY those 500 year old mast trees stood there.

Where are the trees now?

There is a 30 foot tall pile of sawdust in the middle of a 27 acre sand dune... the trees are gone, the birds are gone, the grass is gone, the blueberries are gone, the top soil is gone.

The very same construction equipment that razed my farm 7 years ago, just razed the blueberry plains 2 months ago, and no one person in his town had the balls to do anything to stop it, just like 7 years ago not one person in this town had the balls to help my family.

7 years ago, huge land movers owned by the town, razed my yard, cut down 400 year old apple orchards, 200 year old grape vineyards, and tossed into a wood chopper: $300,000 in rare hybrid long stem rose bushes. A road grader scraped off and stole 6 feet deep of the top soil, taking with it acres of spring bulbs, daffodils, tulips, crocus, hyacinth, snowdrops. They left nothing behind but a few inches of sand on top of ledge and bare rock. 

Do you know what else is in those blueberry plains? WHY they are so desperate to uproot everything and run run it all through a sawdust chipper?

Take a closer look at that sawdust... it ain’t just trees. They are looking for and grinding up the bones.

GooseFare Brook Ravine is being ripped apart as they try desperately to find the other 2 cars full of sawed up bones. I only found one car full of bones. There are still 2 more out their, and they are ripping every last inch of ravine apart to hide the last piece evidence.

If you wanted to save the Blueberry Plains, you should have stood up to the men who murdered my family. If you had, the plains wouldn’t be a vast sea of sand and sawdust right now.

June 19, 2016... I did a very specific livestream. You see... A., D., B., and T. in the 1970s and 1980s, were in the habit of dragging big black trash bags into the forest, crossing my land to do it, and dumping those bags into the Goosefare Brook Ravine. In 1983, 3 snuck into Etiole's swamp and planted 3 acres of Marijuana. Someone found it and called the police, I don't know who... it was Maine's largest drug raid for decades. Many, many millions in plants where dug up and removed from Etiole's swamp. A few weeks later A, & D,s 10 year old daughter ran into my yard, touched my car on a dare from other children - the 1964 Dodge 330 former Old Orchard Beach police car, known by Stephen King fans as the REAL Christine, The World's Most Haunted Car... than jumped her bike, and sped down the road, as fast as she could, head on into a car coming the other way. She died instantly, he brain shattered all over the end of my driveway, and her mother A responded by the Battle of 458 - the biggest mass shooting ever in Maine history, that ended up with 3 Gypsy clans and 2 police departments, in a shoot out between 70+ adults all armed with guns. One of my cousins, an 8 year old boy, standing 3 feet from me, had his eye shot out by one of the bullets. While A ran around the street screaming: "FOUR! FIVE! EIGHT!" than shot another child. 

"FOUR! FIVE! EIGHT!" than shoot another child. 

"FOUR! FIVE! EIGHT!" than shoot another child. 

THOSE are the 31 children, whose bones were sawed up and tossed into the GooseFare Brook Ravine... yes, that DOES mean, police officers KNEW those children were there and covered it up.  And I witnessed that entire event.

And THAT is WHY... when police officers murdered my family in 2015, I did a livestream, walking to the ravine, to show the world, where those bones were... because I'm sick and tired of the police corruption in this fucking town, and those sawed up bones of 31 children are PROOF of what this town government is like.... as are the heads of my children that were nailed to my door.

At the end of The Battle of 4-5-8... A. took 2 gas cans and poured them all over the big dome house, than set a match to it, and no one knew, why when she did her brother B., started running, jumped in his robin egg blue truck and backed down the driveway, hit Portland Ave doing 70 and didn't stop driving until the high speed chase caught him in CT... oh but we knew before he was out of sight, why he started running... the dome house went up like Hiroshima into a mushroom cloud that could be seen across the entire state... turns out there was a Meth lab in that house.

June 19, 2016... the livestream of the bones went viral, it's what made my YouTube channel suddenly explode overnight... and police officer W.W. upset, by the fact that, the livestream included the entire police call and response, and that response was to laugh and do nothing... fed up with the corruption in his department, he forwarded that livestream VOD to the FBI, and the FBI arrived in Old Orchard Beach, to dig up the Reclaim Blueberry Plains, and all hell broke lose in this town, as most of the police officers suddenly found themselves arrested. An entire new police force from out of state was brought in to replace the long time officers who had proven they could not be trusted to uphold the law. Many town hall officials and public works employees also found themselves arrested by the FBI.

June 26, 2016... barely a week later... the blond woman and the red haired Kendra woman showed up at my workplace, Scarborough WalMart, and tried to kill me, yet again... these are the same 2 woman who attacked me with golf clubs at Southern Maine Community College November 14, 2013... they left me for dead in 2013, I was paralized for 5 months. It took me 18 months to relearn to walk. I was out of the wheel chair, and I was without a walker, I was without a cane. I had almost fully covered from their November 14, 2013 attack with golf clubs... June 26, 2016, this time they attacked with shopping carts, and I'm now crippled for the rest of my life. They shattered 3 vertebra this time and it can't be operated on. I had to relearn to walk a second time, and I'm not yet recovered now in 2021. In 2013 they drove away in the 4 door white pickup truck. In 2016 they drove away in a gold Volvo SUV station wagon.

That blond woman and her red haired Kendra sister, they are wanted by the FBI for attempted murder of me and they are also wanted in questioning for being suspected of also being the murderers of my children.

I don't know who these 2 women are. They are complete and total strangers to me. If you know, the FBI wants your help in identifying them.

The blond woman shows up my driveway frequently, screaming and yelling, sometime accompanied by a small child, about 5 years old, that she pulls behind her in a red radio flyer wagon. She looks to be about 60 or 70. She often wears a denim button down shirt and jeans. She's prone to yelling at passing cars, while pointing up my driveway, and saying: "There's EelKat, she tried to kill my husband."

I've never tried to kill anyone, so is accusation is baffling at best.

She seems to think I know who she is, and has made the claim, that "I was that brat in school"... the red haired Kendra woman, sometimes with her, claims to be her sister, also appears to be 60 to 70 and also seems to think I know who she is, and frequently says: "You bullied me in school, but no more, I'm Kendra SilverMander it's my turn to shine."

They BOTH make the claim they went to school with me, and yet, I never went to school, a well documented fact... because I'm the child the FBI rescued in what the news media called "Maine's House of Horrors". I was locked in a cage when I was 8 years old. I was let out on Sundays, to go to church, and not allowed to speak or make eye contact with anyone, and this was only done infrequently, whenever church goers asked what happened to that girl you had. I was 31 years old when the FBI arrived, because of Heaven's Gate having killed 39 people, and my uncle being one of the members and self proclaiming himself as the leader of Heaven's Gate after Applewhite's death. To this day I still don’t know if he actually was a member and leader of Heaven’s Gate, or if he just claimed he was. He continued to claim he was the leader f Heaven’s Gate right up until his recent death from Covid19. The FBI was investigating the murder of 39 people in California, and had no idea they'd find children in cages in Maine as a result.

So you see, when the blond woman and her Kendra sister, make the claim they went to school with me and I was the class bully who beat them up, this is easily proven false, because the time period when I should have been in school, I was locked in a cage, being tortured by my sadistic uncle Bruce.

Also, they are in their late 60s to mid 70s... making them older than my parents, so how could I have been in school with them, even if I had gone to school? At best I would have been starting pre-school the year they would have been graduating high school.

These things they say about school, only further agrees with what police officer W. W. said May 15, 2015, when he made the claim, they had gotten me mixed up with someone else.

July 2016, a month after the shopping cart attack... yet another Old Orchard Beach police officer arrived, this one accompanied by 2 Biddeford officers, who had been former OOB officers... these 3 officers, had a vastly eye opening story to tell me.

They had been called to Old Orchard Beach, to my farm, to arrest me, a call made to them, by a man named Mark, whom one of these officers, claimed was his brother in law. This Biddeford officer, said he requested to transfer ot of Old Orchard Beach department years ago, because his sister (whom he claimed he suspected, but could not prove was the blond woman whom had attacked me at WalMart) was quote "trying to control the town" he said "treats Old Orchard Beach like a dynasty, thinks she's a duchess, has severe mental disorders, and thought she could buy the police department". He went on to say, she got in with the real Mafia years ago and went to her head, and now she thinks she IS the Mafia and most of Old Orchard Beach's business owners, especially the motel owners are scared shitless of her, because they believe her claim to be Mafia. He went on to say, she's not Mafia, but she's good at convincing people she is and stated "I wouldn't murder beyond her. She'd do it just to prove she is Mafia." He said he transferred out of OOB department to Biddeford department because he was fed up with how easy it was for her to get every officer to do anything she asked. He said "the corruption in that department runs deep; don't cross her or any officer she controls; they WILL kill you and every around you. You don't know who her husband is. He doesn't just control that town, he controls half the state."

What he was telling me was bizarre on extremes, but even more bizarre was the live feed radio call, that he had me listen too, as it was happening, on my farm in Old Orchard, while I was at my dad's house in Biddeford.

He said: "The Old Orchard Department called me, asked me to come over here. Buddy Will wanted to prove you were not in Old Orchard and that Mark has you mixed up with someone else. That fucking bastard is crying wolf and trying to frame you, we can prove it right now. We are fucking feed up WolfBoy."

He turned on his radio, so I could hear. A what I heard... a man whose voice I do not recognize, yelling at a Officer W.W. and saying: 

"That is Wendy, arrest her now! That is EelKat. She tried to kill me."

While officer W.W. and another officer, told the man: "his isn't Wendy. We have officers with her right now. Who tried to kill you? Wendy? Or THIS woman right here?"

"This woman right here! This is EelKat I tell you! Arrest her! What do you think I pay you for! You aren't allow to defy me! I own this town! You are my slaves. I command you to arrest her!"

W.W.: "This isn't EelKat. This isn't Wendy. I've known her for years. And right now, she's on the other side of the state. With 3 officers, listening to you right now. You are NOT the law. We've had it with you. You don't own me. And you've mixed her up with someone else. You've been harassing the wrong damned person. You dare call us about Wendy ever again, and I will personally arrest you for false reports, than I'll tell them everything. You'll never see the outside a prison for the rest of your life when I get done with you. You fucking leave this woman alone. You destroyed her life, because you couldn't tell her apart from someone else."

I used to aqua jog, mountain climb, horseback riding, and I hiked 13 miles a day. And in the blink of an eye, that lifestyle was taken away, and every day was struggle, just to sit up and breath, with no hope of ever walking again. I defied doctors. It's been 8 years and I can move around the house by holding on to things and I now can walk again, at the moment only short distances outside with a cane, and the hope is to continue to improve. I still have a long road of recovery ahead. But I'm walking again, something that 8 years ago, doctors said would never happen. 

My farm was razed.

My family was murdered.

I was 5 months paralysed, and had to relearn to walk. It was 8 years ago and I'm not yet fully recovered due to 3 inoperable vertebrae and hip dysplasia. November 14, 2013, 10PM, at WalMart, while putting bags of groceries in the back seat of my car, I was attacked by 3 rapists armed with metal golf clubs, who left me parallelized, in a wheel chair, broken spine, broken hip, broken pelvis, broken knees, serve nerve damage to my left side limiting the use of my left hand, my bladder incontinent from nerve damage, they left me for dead, and I had doctors telling me I would never walk again.

There's more that has happened. A lot more. The thousands of gallons of sewage they pumped into my motorhome in 2015. The cats. the Ptarmagin cats. World famous groups of cats. You remember them. If so, you remember what these people did to those cats. Poisoned. All dead the same day. 12 cats. Dead to what the vet described as: "enough poison to kill a great dane". My horse, she had her head beat in with a rock. My bantam roosters... 70 pet roosters, hung by their necks in rope nooses in my rose bushes.

All because this man, this mystery Mark, whose last name seems to be known to the police but is still unknown to me and man whom I've never seen or met - he keeps his face covered whenever he shows up... mistook me for someone else... and police officers and town hall workers and public work employees.

Welcome to Old Orchard Beach... this is NOT the way life should be, you know it.

What these people did to me, should never have happened, and according to the police, it's been happening for 50+ years to hundreds of people, hundreds of families, in this town, and every one is too scare to talk about it or fight back to stop it. That NEEDS to change.

The corruption in our town, needs to stop... but it won't end, until every last person who is being harassed by these people stand up, put their foot down, and say enough is enough, we ain't gonna take this any more.

We the people of Old Orchard Beach need to take back our town.

Everything you do, returns to you.

For every evil you commit, you WILL be haunted by it, tormented by it... your own guilt will eat away your mind and utterly destroy you.

Every good deed is the same. 

You reap what you sow. The more good you do, the more you are blessed and rewarded.

I am greatly blessed, for I do not have a guilty conscience.

I can sleep at night, knowing I did no wrong.

Can you?

The truth will set you free.

You can't hide in the shadows forever, the light of the sun will eventually find you and expose your sin.

Will you be able to live with your own guilt?

Did you know, we believe there is no Heaven or Hell. We believe, that our spirits live on, but that our actions in life determine, the state of spirit exists in.

We believe that Heaven is not a physical place, but rather a state of mind that your soul fills with after death.

Likewise we believe the same of Hell.

Hell, is a place of empty darkness, within your soul. 

The more harm you do to those around you, the emptier your soul becomes.

What you did to me, my family, my house, my farm, my cars, my cats... all of it... every hateful act wells up inside you, consuming you, and when you die, it will envelope you, and you will feel, every pain I felt, every pain my family suffered, every agony my pets suffered at your hands. You'll feel it ALL... all our suffering, all our sorrow, all at once, every day, for eternity. THAT is Hell. And that is where every one of you who ever hurt any creature on this planet, that is the Hell that awaits you.

That is the Hell you will NEVER escape.

All that you do, good or bad, is mirrored back on you.

For every good deed you are rewarded seven fold. 

Give $10 to the homeless, you'll find $70 mysteriously come to you in return.

7 years ago a back hoe was driven over my house, and now a tornado, has dropped a back hoe on your house.

7 years ago, huge land movers owned by the town, razed my yard, cut down 400 year old apple orchards, 200 year old grape vineyards, and tossed into a wood chopper: $300,000 in rare hybrid long stem rose bushes. A road grader scraped off and stole 6 feet deep of the top soil, taking with it acres of spring bulbs, daffodils, tulips, crocus, hyacinth, snowdrops. They left nothing behind but a few inches of sand on top of ledge and bare rock. 

Now this week, 7 years later, a crew of huge land movers, clear cut 72 acres of protected town owned forest, 500 year old endangered pines, rolled back all the top soil, leaving it in a huge 50 foot tall mound, leaving behind a desert wasteland... that is all that left of The Reclaim Blueberry Plains, on this the 7 year anniversary of the razing of my farm.

Those who laughed, when others warned 7 years ago, what Etiole would do, aren't laughing any more, now that 7 years is here, are they?

The 7th anniversary of my family's murder is still a year away.

And the 7th anniversary of my beaten, left for dead, and crippled a 2nd time is still two years away.

Etiole's not done with this town yet. Far from it.

You can't bribe an archangel or a demon, whatever you wish to believe he is. He's not a scared police officer or a greedy town official. He's not even Human.

How do you plan to reason or bargin with a creature from another dimension?

Angels and Demons are bound by laws of justice. They can't be bribed like a human.

Tick tock, tick tock, 7 years are almost up.

*"Look to the frogs, they will be the first to go.

Where the frogs go, the bees soon shall follow.

Than 130,000 Americans will die in a single day.

Then human will breath a sigh of releif, thinking the worst is over, but we have not yet begun, the worst is yet to come."*

-Etiole 1997

A world wide extinction of frogs has already happened... and it WAS followed by a mass estinction of bees. On July 4, 2020 the world was shaken to it's core when 130,000 Americans died in a single day, from Covid19. 2021, sees humanity breathing a sigh of relief that the worst, but according to what Etiole said 3 decades ago... the worst has not yet begun, something far greater than Covid19 is about the bring the Human race to it's knees. The time or date is unknown, a few weeks, a few years, we don't know, nor did he say what was coming.

You always hear people talk about their god being a passive god who, stands back and watches from afar. Your god sounds lazy and incompetent.

My god is very active, wields physical justice that can be witnessed by all, dishes out great rewards in exchange for kindness and good deeds, while plowing through sinners and workers of evil with a vicious vengeance. My god doesn't hide in the shadows and leave my prayers unanswered. 

I hold no alliance to any religion.

My allegiance is to The One God and his army of archangels, because they have proven themselves, time and time again, to be the most powerful beings this world has ever known.

I have witnessed the power of angels.

I've seen their many wings, heavy laden with shinning feathers, and bright eyes upon each one. Eyes that see through time, through walls, across nations, forward and backward.

They see all.

They know all.

You can hide nothing from them.

Nor can you hide from them.

They see your sin.

They see your works of evil.

They see your compassion.

They see all your good deeds.

And they reward and punish accordingly.

I was raised a 5th generation FLDS Mormon.

I attended 12 years of Calvinist Seminary/Bible College.

And I met Etiole and set him free. In exchange, he taught me the rites and rituals of Voodoo and Enochain Angel Magic.

I believe in the power of angels.

Through faith, all things are possible.

Believe and anything can happen.

I've seen the power and glory of the archangels.

I know without a doubt, that not even every human on the planet gathered together, has even a sliver of the power of just one angel. And I have Etiole and his entire army on my side.

People fear Etiole. Call him a demon.

But they have no reason to.

Etiole is kind and gentle and loving.

Etiole is only dangerous to evil doers who seek to harm those he loves.

Etiole protects his own, as would any moral, decent man.

If you have love, kindness, good thoughts, and compassion in your heart, than you would never seek to do evil. You would never commit sin. And you would never have any reason to fear Etiole.

Your fear of Etiole, exists only because you have hurt me or my family, and you know in your heart of hearts that Etiole WILL come for you. 

Etiole is immortal. You can not harm him. 

Etiole walks through time. He moves through solid walls, like they were not there. He moves in the blink of an eye, one second here, one second there tens of thousands of miles away. For this reason, you not hide from him, nor can you out run him.

Time. Space. Physical walls. They mean nothing to an archangel. 

He is not flesh as humans know it. He takes a solid form, when that is his will. But he can walk out of that flesh, and exist as nothing more than a glowing beam of bright blue light.

He can look like anything or anyone. 

I've seen his snake form, his white owl form, his white monkey form, his black shifting shadowy goo under your bed form.

If you want to fear him, he can be fearsome and will be that, if you are deserving of his fear.

He appears to me, as a little man, kind and gentle. I've never had reason to fear him.

But there are throughout Maine, more than 7,000 witness testimonies, from others whom have seen him, and describe him as a huge beast, a demonic creature, with a maw full of many rows of piranha teeth, and sharp eagle's talons on his hands.

I've seen him take that form, in his den in The Reclaim Blueberry Plains, near the graves of the children, whose bodies were sawed up, put in black plastic bags, stuffed in the trunk of 3 cars, and those cars buried in the Goosefare Brooke Ravine. 

He takes that form there, because the souls of 31 dead, murdered children, scream out from the ravine of The Reclaim Blueberry Plains, crying for justice, crying for their murderer to be revealed.

He takes that fearsome form, at the ravine, because he has absorbed the souls of those murdered children, and their pain, their suffering, their agony, screams out from within him.

He has guarded their mass grave, their sawed up pieces, in black plastic bags, in the trunks of 3 cars, at the bottom of the ravine, since The Cyr Clan dumped them there, in the 1970s.

Etiole appeared in The Ross Forest, September 23, 1978... his spirit was pulled into our physical plain, by the screams of the souls of The White Monkey Children.

He is a Guardian Angel, an Avenging Angel,  who rose up in our town for one purpose and one purpose only: To protect the children who were victims to a horrible group of people.

I was one of those children.

We children who were raped, caged, and tortured by evil men, we begged and we pleaded for help. And no human would help us.

No bishop.

No priest.

No police officer.

No town manager.

No town council men.

We escaped again and again, and we begged every adult we could find in this town, to please help us. Please end our suffering.

But punishment for escape, was death, and being buried by Anne, Bryan, Donald, or Troy at the bottom of that ravine.

As more of us were killed and buried and no help from the men of the town came, we turned to god, we pleaded and begged, send us angel to punish the men who torment, torture, rape, and murder us.

That's when Etiole appeared.

He came in answer to our prayers.

Of more than 140 of us children who were tortured by those evil men, I am one of the last 2 still alive.

There were over 200 of us in 1975 when they started tossing our bodies in the ravine.

Now in 2021, only 2 of those children remain. And I am one of those 2.

That is why Etiole protects me.

He will never leave me.

He will never forsake me.

We children summoned him in our terror and by the blood of my cousins who lay dead at bottom of that ravine, Etiole draws his power.

And even centuries after I am gone, he will continue to guard this location, and he continue for thousands of years, to haunt the children and grandchildren of the men who tortured and murdered The White Monkey Children of Old Orchard Beach, Maine.

If you never hurt us, The White Monkey Children, you have nothing to fear from Etiole.

But if you were ever involved in any crime against any of us, in any way, at any point in our lives... woe unto and your family for 7 generations, for he will haunt you, torment you, and your children, and your grandchildren, and their children and their grandchildren, 7 times over.

Everything you have done to us, he will do to them, for the next 700 years. For that is what we 140 children asked him to do, when we summoned him, 50 years ago.

You may call him a demon, but children who summoned him, we know what he really is: he is our Guardian Angel.

Etiole. 

HE is my religion. 

HE is what I believe in.

ZERO

NOTHING

I've NEVER earned a single penny from any of my videos, VODs, or livestreams, not on Twitch, not on YouTube, not on any other platform.

I do not monetize my content.

I do not turn on ads.

I do not have a donation link.

Streaming, gaming, and video creation are things I do in my spare time, after work. It is how I relax and de-stress. It is not a career/income for me. This is why I also do not have a regular or consistent schedule. I stream, play video games, and make videos in my spare time, when I feel like I am in the mood to do so. I find the act of playing video games, streaming, and making videos to be incredibly relaxing and it is my habit to do these things either when I am stressed out and need to relax or when I am having trouble sleeping and need to do something that will help lull me into a sense of calm so I can sleep.

The car/driving/shopping/town vlogs and livestreams are not something I do as a hobby. I do them at the request of FBI agent Andy Drewer, who goes through them all with a fine tooth comb looking for any clues as to the identity of the bomber who blew up my house or the murderers who cut the heads off my children and nailed them to my door. This camera is running 24hrs a day and if you do ANYTHING on that camera, you WILL be questioned by the FBI, so be sure you REALLY want that 5 minutes of fame BEFORE you jump in front of that camera, because it WILL brand you as a murder suspect.

If you have any information on the kidnappers or the murders...

FBI Agent Andy Drewer out of the Portland, Maine FBI office is in charge of the of the April 10, 2015 kidnapping of my 12 children by 14 Ku Klux Klan men who invaded our home and the subsequent May 15, 2015 murder of 10 of the 12 whom had their heads nailed to my front door. If you have information about the case, give it to him not me. He can be reached @ +1-(207)-774-9322 

#FAQs: What do you mean you ain't a boomer?

#FAQs: What do you mean you ain't a boomer?

You really don't know what a boomer is do you?

My dad, who is 82 years old, is not even old enough to be a boomer and you think me who is 30 years younger than HIM could be a boomer?

#NEWSFLASH: you make yourself look retarded when you use words incorrectly. If you don't want people to think you are stupid, try learning the correct meanings for words and start using words properly. No one is going to take you seriously or have any respect for you when you prove yourself to be brain dead every time you open your mouth.

Well, for starters, a female can't be a boomer. Only a male can be a boomer.

Secondly: Are there any boomers even left alive? 

My grandfather was a boomer. But he died at age 101, more than 20 years ago.

The definition of a boomer is a WW2 solider who fathered dozens of illegitimate babies overseas (thus: baby boomer) and most of them would be 120 to 140 years old today.

You use Boomer as though it implies "old" and that is not what it means, not even close.

A Boomer is an immoral, degenerate deadbeat dad who booms out sperm all over the fucking planet in every whore he can find and takes no responsibility for his actions. Boomers are vile, degraded whore mongers.

Any Boomer alive today, at the youngest, is going to be 98 years old or older, and is a lot older than a scuzbag like him deserves to be.

Still confused about what the word Boomer ACTUAL means? Let me simplify it for you.

* If you are a man who has sex outside of marriage: YOU are a Boomer!

* If you are a man and you live with a woman you are not married to: YOU are a Boomer!

* If you ever fucked a prostitute: YOU are a Boomer!

* If you are a fornicator: YOU are a Boomer!

* If you are a adulterer: YOU are a Boomer!

* If you are a whore monger: YOU are a Boomer!

* If you practice BDSM: YOU are a Boomer!

* If you ever fathered a baby than demanded it's mother have an abortion: YOU are a Boomer!

* If you ever fathered a baby than disappeared from it's life: YOU are a Boomer!

* If you are a dead beat dad: YOU are a Boomer!

#BOOMER MEANS A MAN WHO BOOMS OUT ILLEGITIMATE BABIES!

#If you are a boomer, than you are a vile sex crazed degenerate and you can be THAT at any age.

The word boomer has NOTHING to do with age and everything to do, with sex, specifically, it means you are an immoral degenerate.

By using the word Boomer to mean old, you simply prove how deeply mentally incompetent you really are.

I have a severe hatred for whore mongers.

I have an even bigger hatred for dead beat dads.

I can't stand men who shoot their sperm into every prostitute they can find than scurry off to the next slut assed whore and leave a trail of babies behind.

Men who boom out babies are the #1 cause of abortion... to the tune of 5,000 babies murdered every day, just in America.

Boomer officially means World War 2 solders who fucked every last whore they could find, than left them behind and never did a damned thing about taking care of a illegitimate bastards they boomed out every where.

I loath Boomers. 

You want to update the word boom to mean someone OTHER than the dead beat dads of WW2?

#Boomer doesn't mean old, and it NEVER has... it means a fucking degenerate sex monger, who can't be bothered to even make an attempt to be descent moral man.

#When you call someone a boomer, you calling them a dead beat dad NOT old.

Boomers are men who boom out sperm in women they aren't married to... THAT IS THE DICTIONARY DEFINITION OF BOOMER YO FUCKING RETARD! Go out and get yourself a brain, you certainly need one.

I absolutely deplore men who can't be bothered to take care of their own children. And more than that, I HATE sex crazed degenerates. And a Boomer is both.

Vile scum of the earth. That's what a boomer is.

Boomer is a highly offensive word to call someone. 

By calling someone a Boomer, you are calling them a fucking sex crazed whore monger.

You might want to look up what a boomer is before calling people that word.

You come off looking like a stupid retarded fool when you don't use words correctly. Is that how you want people to view you?

Words matter. Learn to use them properly, otherwise everyone will think you a brain dead idiot who does nothing but parrot off the mindless ravings of social justice warriors who can't tell their ass from a hole in the ground.

Just because a million people say a thing, doesn't make that thing correct, it just makes a million people prove they are stupid for not researching the facts and finding out the truth.

You using the word Boomer as a synonym for "old" simply proves you are too stupid to fact check word meanings in a dictionary.

Also, you might want to fact check the source of the word boomer for old... it comes from a rather disrespectful paedophile streamer, Dr. Disrespect, who was banned by Twitch for livestreaming himself hiding in girls bathroom stalls and shoving the camera under the doors to livestream little girls peeing... his response to being banned was to call Twitch CEOs "Boomers" who were too old and stuck up to see the fun in watching children pee.

So not only are you using the word Boomer incorrectly, but you are showing your support for a paedophile child abuser when you do so.

So now, not only do you come off as looking too retarded to know the meanings of words, but you also imply that you are a scumbag supporter of child sexual abuse.

You might want to think about that next time you feel like using the word Boomer.

If you don't care that people see you are a retarded, scumbag, who supports disrespectful paedophiles, than by all means, continue to use Boomer in place of old.

My thoughts of on your support of that person? Here, have a quote:

*"Watching people defend someone they're a fan of, completely dismissing any evidence of wrongdoing, just because they think they know that creator like a close friend based solely on what they've seen in videos and stuff. Parasocial relationships are terrifying." ~ Welsknight Gaming*

...and, by the time you read this my answer to your question, you will find that I've already banned you.

Why?

Because I'm a survivor of childhood sexual abuse, and I'll not have degenerates like you, who are supporters of child abusing men like that disrespectful bastard, near me. And if you're using his version of the word Boomer, that means you see nothing wrong with supporting him and don't give a shit about the little girls he sexually abused. And I don't want disrespectful child abuse supporting scum bags like you near me.

Try getting an education, than maybe we'll learn you ain't actually as retarded as you sound when you try to use words.

And if you don't like being called a retard... here's a tip: STOP TALKING LIKE ONE!

A mentally retarded person is any person with a learning disability that prevents them from properly using their brain functions and causes them to be unable to formulate or use words correctly, leaving them unable to communicate with others properly, due to their extreme misuse of words.

You my friend, every time you missuses a word, such a boomer, you simply prove to the world that you ARE mentally retarded according to the actual medical textbook definition of the word.

If it walks like a duck and talks like a duck, it might just be a duck.

If it walks like a retard and talks like a retard... yeah... stop proving yourself retarded every time you open your mouth and maybe some day people will take you seriously and stop treating you like a child.

Also, do unto me as you want me to do unto you... I wouldn't be calling you names if you hadn't called me names first... don't bother me and I won't bother you... harass me and I'll become your worst nightmare.

I keep to myself, I like my privacy, I don't like being bothered, I don't like being interrupted, I especially don't like being harassed, and don't lay down and take it, I defend myself from dipshit bullies like you.

If you can't take it, you shouldn't be dishing it out, because whatever you throw at me, I'm gonna throw it right back in your face.

You don't like being called names? Hey guess what? Neither do I. That's why what you do to me, I do back to you, so that you can know how it feels and learn WHY I don't like you doing it to me.

Here's a thought....

#Fucking grow up.