This week we should be celebrating the 9th birthday of my son.
Instead we are celebrating the 9th anniversary since his murder.
If you have any information, please call FBI Portland Office @ 207-774-9322
ask for Agent Andy Drewer.
November 14, 2013 10PM @ Southern Maine Community College Art Studio Bug-Light Parking Lot: 3 strangers armed with golf clubs, attacked me from behind while I was loading bags into the backseat of my car. They were a blond woman 60s-ish whom the others called "Claire", a natural red-haired woman also 60sish who called herself "Kendra", and a bald man, football player-body-type-build in his 30sish. I was 8 months pregnant. They murdered my baby, ruptured 3 discs in my spine, shattered 3 vertebra, broke my pelvis, hips, and knees. I was paralyzed for 5 months and was 18 months relearning to walk. The nerve damage has left me with limited use of my hands, legs, bladder, and intestines.
On top of that, they have also taken to harassing the baby's father, a disfigured, homeless, WW2 veteran, whom they call "Etoile". They spread hateful rumours about him claiming he is a cryptid, a demon, or most often what they term "an amphibious alien". He lives in pine branch lean-toos he builds in Old Orchard Beach and Ocean Park, and they have been hunting the locations of them, tearing them down, and smashing up his belongings.
April 10, 2015 1PM at 146 Portland Ave Old Orchard Beach Maine a gang of estimated 74 people, some of them wearing ku klux klan robes, invaded my farm, used a Blow Brothers sewage truck to pump 500+gallons of sewage into my motorhome flooding it to over the kitchen counters deep, ripped out all the cabinets and built in furniture, while 14 men armed with guns, held my family down on the ice and snow, with guns to our heads, and used cinder block bricks and a metal pole with metal wire loops to beat and behead 10 of my 12 foster children (the youngest age 4, the oldest age 16). May 15, 2015 they returned and nailed their heads to my front door. The 3 people of the November 14, 2013 attack were among the group.
September 12, 2015, 9AM a dozen+ of these same people arrived again in my driveway at 146, this time chanting: "Too gay for the family friendly town of Old Orchard Beach. Kill of be killed. Remember Saco Shaw's, Transgender Murder Store, kill the transvestites before they kill us all", one white haired man in a dark green pick up truck was leading the herd, while waving a rifle over his head and shooting at me and my pink motorhome, he shot several holes through my neighbour's shed. The crowd was accusing me of being a male-to-female "transgender terrorist" (they thought I was Muslim because I wear Catholic veiling).
June 26, 2016, the same 2 women of the first 2 attacks, arrived at my Scarborough WalMart workplace, and in a near repeat of the first attack, again while I was leaned over the back seat of my car putting bags in, this time they attacked with a chopping cart, re-injuring my spine, hip, and pelvis that was not yet fully healed from the first attack. The blond "Claire" woman was screaming "That's EelKat, she tried to kill my husband!" while the redhead screamed "I'm Kendra Silvermander it's my turn the shine!" They sped away in a early2000s-vintage gold Volvo SUV station wagon. This attack left me permanently crippled, and bedridden from 2016 until May 2022.
November 21, 2021: They shot "Etiole" in Biddeford, while he was staying at the tent-shanty-village with about 50 other homeless people along the Saco River in Biddeford. They made the claim he was a "suicide demon" citing that he was driving locals to suicide by putting "evil eye curses" on them.
These people murdered my baby, attempted to murder the baby's father, drove a backhoe over our house, and left me crippled for the rest of my life in their attempt to murder me.
I do not know who these people are. I never saw them before these attacks, and I've not seen them outside of these attacks. The police and FBI believe I was not the intended target, and that they were likely after my mother because of posts she makes on FaceBook and got us mixed up. The Old Orchard Beach and Biddeford Police and the FBI are seeking information leading to their identity and arrest.
More Info @ eelkat.com
Long detailed info on the over 200 attacks they have done between June 2001 and May 2022, including photos of them driving a backhoe over our house on August 8, 2013 and the details of the malicious "amphibious alien" rumour they have been spreading about a local homeless disabled veteran @
https://www.eelkat.com/AmphibiousAliens.html
Images:
July 4th 2013: my car in front of my house.
August 8, 2013: me getting home from work to find a backhoe sitting on top of my house.
The FBI already found the people with the backhoe incident, and learned that the backhoe driver was paid $600 and given a fake demolition paper, the paper stating one of my relatives (the one who paid him the $600) owned my land. The backhoe driver was unaware that the man he was dealing with was not the owner. I have lived at 146 Portland Ave since 1975 and have owned the land since 1983, it has never been owned by anyone else, even though we have now learned that both my mother and my father and 3 of my uncles had been actively going around Old Orchard Beach claiming they owned my land.
This happened 3 months before my son was murdered and the police and FBI believe my son was murdered BECAUSE of this picture being posted on FaceBook, and my mother making inciting/inflammatory posts about it on HER FaceBook, where she falsely accused me of being a witch. The FBI and OOB police believe the golf club wielding woman of November 14, 2013, is somehow connected to the backhoe driving over my house incident.
Since the murder, 3 other different backhoes have invading my land to dig up my yard, looking for the grave of my son. There is a family cemetery on my land, the stones dating mostly in the 1500s and 1600s, with a few from the past hundred years, the most recent being my son in 2013. 146 Portland Ave has belonged to my family since 1530, and I inherited it in 1983 from my grandmother Helen Ricker Allen. The most recent backhoe attack happened September 19, 2020, when they illegally cut down several trees in my yard, and started construction of a road through my yard between my pink 1975 Dodge Sportsman motorhome and BackElder Brooke, again the backhoe digging up and destroying large portions of my farm, in their search for my murdered son's grave. They dug up 16 of the graves in this attack.
We have had to remove the grave markers from the family grave in order to stop these vandals and their illegally trespassing construction equipment from destroying the graves.
The FBI believes these construction crews are being hired by the golf club wielding women, and believe she is trying to destroy the grave of my son, due to a fear of his golf club smashed skull being used as court evidence against her.
The most recent attacks by these people occurred November 21, 2021 and March 27, 2022 when they attacked my painted Volvo while it was parked at my dad's apartment in Biddeford, both times the vandals also cut all the wires to electricity, internet, and cable off the apartment building, effecting all 9 families living there.
The Old Orchard Beach and Biddeford Police Departments as well as the Portland FBI are seeking any information regarding any and all of these attacks on my family, my home, my land, or my cars.
If you have any information, please call FBI Portland Office @ 207-774-9322
ask for Agent Andy Drewer.
She's back. And this time, Kendra Silvermander aka Tom Addams is on Reddit, using the id name: mike_m_ekim .
Here, have a read ...
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submitted 5 hours ago by mike_m_ekim
With writing advice, mention whether you simply want to give advice or want to receive comments on how you write advice. from r/writing
What is Kendra talking about this time?
She's referencing this:
I would recommend you go to Amazon and look for self-published books on the art of Hoodoo, Rootwork, Creole Voodoo, and New Orleans Voodoo. Books written by two-headed conjuremen, rootdoctors, mambos, borkars, and houngans. Buy and read as many as possible.
Most of these are written in the Creole dialect; many are written by "mountain folk" authors who have little to no schooling and wrote the books phonetically. I know this because I am a Voodoo Priestess rank of Medsen Fey Marija Loa to Damballah Weddo. I make a habit of supporting my fellow hoodooers in their work by buying their books, thus I have read several dozen books that are written in the actual Creole language.
Reading how your language is written, when written by people for whom it is their native tongue, perhaps would help you to compare the differences in how it is written, with how American English is written.
I am Scottish and write my books in the native tongue of my people. Scotts English is very similar to Creole, because it was French Canadian Scotsmen who were teaching many of the slave to speak English. I have no trouble reading the Creole dialect because it is so similar to Scots English that there is very little difference at all.
As to if you should dumb down your native dialect to make the book more readable to the masses, it depends on where you market your book. I do not try to dumb it down for the America readers, if they can not understand it, well, that's their problem, not mine. Most of the world speaks 3 languages minimum and has no trouble with bi-lingual dialects. It's only Americans who speak 1 language and are baffled at how to read multi-lingual dialects. And Scottish English is a TYPE of English. It's not THAT different from American English. Imagine the trouble Americans would have with French or Latin - standard languages MOST of Europe knows.
American got high horse chips on their houlders - big ones. They hate everything and every one that is not them and they are not afraid to pull out their guns and brutally, violently, and bloodily attack you for something as petty as spelling colour with a "u" instead of color without a "u" they way they do. They are vicious, brutal, blood thirsty hate mongers, the Americans, just look at the posts you see written on Reddit. You can always tell an American from a non=American, by their levels of bitter troll fest snark filled hate. Americans can't even be friendly of act civilized on a forum. A complete lack of dignity or manners. They are rude, crude, and and very, very violent.
For decade my books have sold in Europe and Asia with no problem. No bitterness. No hate. No violence. My books went to the American mass market in September 2014. October 2014 I had 7 dump trucks arrive in my yard and dump mountains of garbage on my crops. A pile of garbage 175 feet long, 30 feet wide and 12 feet tall. THAT is what Americans do to authors who do not write in American English.
I've never had an Asian or European reader complain they had trouble reading my books. 80% of my sales are to Japan and Germany and France. On the other hand, 97% of all books sold to Americans, has been returned and I've gotten several hundred hate emails from American readers who do complain about the dialect of the Scottish Gypsy characters in my books....
ETA:
You can see one here on Reddit for yourself if you want to see the kind of hate emails I recieve on a daily basis: https://www.reddit.com/r/writing/comments/84p9fr/with_writing_advice_mention_whether_you_simply/
(Yes, to the people who have commented and asked what the OP was talking about, s/he was referencing one of my replies on Reddit last week, which mentioned using Scots English to write my books instead of translating my books to American; they are "spoofing" rewriting into gibberish, a post I wrote last week.) Waves to may stalker, glad to see your gibberish hasn't changed and you now have a Reddit account to harass me with.
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I'm not surprised to see her posting her usually raving mockery madness, making fun of my language and my people here on Reddit, she's already done it everywhere else. One might call her obsessed with me, though I'm not sure why.
If you know who this OP is, please call the FBI agent in charge of the attempted murder investigation:
Agent Andy Drewer @ 207-774-9322,
she's wanted for:
She's wanted by the FBI if you know who she is please turn her over because I have no idea who this woman is or why she is doing this.
Book publishing hiatus: November 14, 2013 I was beaten up by a woman who claimed to be a unpublished author. I was paralyzed for 5 months and am still 4 years later relearning to use my legs & arms. While I was cripple, offline, and recovering these past 4 years, she next proceeded to hack my website and most all of my forum and social network accounts.
April 2015 she returned, filled my motorhome with 1,000s of gallons of feces/raw sewage and cut my cats heads off nailing them to my door. 10 cats are currently still missing.
October 2006 she blew up my house with a bomb, in May 2013 put a bomb in my classroom at college, November 2015 put a bomb in my department where I work at Walmart, and June 2016 put yet another bomb in WalMart. The FBI is trying to identity of this woman. More info about these terrorist attacks on my family can be found here: https://www.eelkat.com/1667Words.html
If you have any information about this woman, please contact the FBI agent in charge of the case, his contact info is on that page.
Have Information?
Call
FBI Agent
Andy Drewer
@ (207) 774-9322
So, if you want to write your native dialect, just know ahead of time that what is written in that Reddit post is the type of email you'll get from American readers. I get on average, 2,000 such emails EVERY DAY.
Just like THIS:
With writing advice, mention whether you simply want to give advice or want to receive comments on how you write advice. (self.writing)
submitted 5 hours ago by mike_m_ekim
You were inspired. You toiled away for countless hours, weaving fragments of plot with bits of character development. A story slowly grew in your mind and then on your laptop. You would have characters that seemed to no longer fill a purpose, when suddenly you had a plot element that needed a character. “That’s it laddie” you nearly shouted, fingers hovering half-curled over your keyboard. Thoughts raced as you felt the pieces fall in place. You imagined the same scenes over and over, making subtle changes with each iteration until they found consistency. “Now I know how they kill the English oppressors. And the old hags from the Highlands have a role to play in the climax. A role in the climax!”
Finally, plot assembled and characters grown, you began editing. The next morning you awoke to bagpipes sounding more melancholy than usual, and in your mind a character’s expression formed. The corners of her wee bonnie mouth pulled down, but also backward as if she were resisting the expression. It’s not exactly as if she wants to hide her sadness; it’s just that she’s with Frenchmen now (the Auld alliance!) and will wait to share her feelings when she’s with good equitable Scotts again.
But what if she was among the enemy? Would she try to force a smile first time, but fail and be mocked for it? Later, lesson learned, she will try the stone faced approach with better luck. In fact, she’ll be so good at it someone will accuse her of being heartless. And that’s good, she’s been unknowingly making tensions worse with the English oppressors, and the misunderstanding will fuel the fires of war. She’s a good lass, that one.
Later in the coffee shop you continue editing and you come upon a realization. You had been telling the reader she was sad, and later telling them that she was trying to hide her sadness. Now, after a bit of editing, you’re describing facial expressions and then describing how people react to her. In other words, you aren’t telling them how she feels and how she’s acting.
“You’re showing” the barista says after clearing her throat, cringing at your kilt. And she’s right.
You leer at her with a look that must surely reflect your newfound wisdom “Of course I’m showin yea. This way you figure out how she’s feeling on your own.”
As she wanders off in confusion you return to your laptop. Your story has to wait. It’s time to turn your newly enhanced writing talents to another job: writing some advice for the internet. With great power comes great responsibility, and it’s time your knowledge be meted. You craft a post somewhere between 2 and 20 paragraphs describing the importance of showing and not telling. Your post complete, you inhale while stretching in your chair. Yes, you’re definitely taller now.
But what did you want to accomplish from your post? Writing anything can be a good exercise. Writing an advice post is a good way to practice writing advice. But did you challenge yourself? Did you try to engage the reader, or inject some personality? You’re posting on a writing forum, so you might as well do something that possible on a writing forum full of people posting and reading advice: ask for comments on your advice. Perhaps not the nature of the advice itself, but how you wrote it.
As you are once again escorted from the coffee shop you see a puzzled young woman. You inquire, and she says she’s meeting friends at ‘Java and Journalists’ but they accidently got directions for ‘Essayists and Expressos’. She ask if you can tell them how to get there.
“I can do better than that” you say with a wise look in your eye. “Follow me. I can show you.”
And, like a Scotsman, you are true to his word.
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I’m open to advice or criticism. Also, here’s a bit that I cut out of the middle. This bit of writing took me between 60 and 90 minutes to write (American time) and I didn’t take a lot of time to edit so hopefully it’s as coherent as I think.
Also, here’s a bit that I edited out to help with the flow:
You have reached the next level in your rise to world renowned author. First you overcame your fear of derivative writing. Then you learned to avoid changes between first and third person. You still struggle with passive voice but one day you’ll switch to a better word processor that will find them for you. None of that matters now. What matters is you’ve learned to show and not tell. It’s exactly like you read about on the internet but better, because now it’s real. It’s made you smarter, cleverer, and just a little taller than before.
With writing advice, mention whether you simply want to give advice or want to receive comments on how you write advice. (self.writing)
submitted 5 hours ago by mike_m_ekim
A year ago, you saw me make a vlog on this same subject, after she sent me an email titled: "Jesus Christ is Lord and Voodoo is Satanic". Here, go watch it for yourself...
THAT, is the type of email she sends me EVERY DAMNED DAY.
She's a raving lunatic, and now you've seen her madness for yourself.
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