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Tuesday, January 10, 2017
UPDATE: ARSON AND OTHER CRIMES
UPDATE : ARSON AND OTHER CRIMES
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If you read the vehicular thefts and other related posts, I have been restoring myself from these attacks, as I would do.
I've always had, an older, well taken care of vehicle that I always know to keep up and running and in great shape. Nothing gives greater satisfaction. My adadge is, I don't buy the groceries until I buy the tools, tires and everything else I need to upcycle on a ongoing basis. That's what's required. This is what all generations until now have also lived by.
I must restore it myself, again, as due to these attacks. It was used primarily for patrolling my rangeland, and for hauling lumber, etc., to the habitation. giving most people today who acquire things but haven't learned how to be good stewarts of what they own, I chose to live the way I've done all my life so I don't fall into the same trap and its landmines.
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Monday, January 2, 2017
VEHICULAR THEFTS AND SABOTAGE, PUBLIC NOTICE..
ALERT. After publishing the text to follow, the same Hispanic bimbos involved with the ones in Carson City who are responsible for setting all these events into motion, had on this day, January 7, 2017, had their wimps more than likely juvenile males and females, burglarized the tent and tarps I need for adequate shelter. As well as paper towels for hygienic purposes. Other destitute persons would of not done so. Especially to that extreme extent. The cowards took these things solely to deprive my person of them. Without the tarps to keep out torrential rains and to keep warm during sleep. They did this after they found out I purchased them at Wal-Mart last night to prepare for the inclement storm ahead.
These same sissies would never know to do tge same thing using bongie cords to set up a $50.00 winter tent and make a storm fly with the tarp. Yet, they stole it all from the woodsman wilderness ranger who knows bow to do so.
City people are nothing better than zombies.
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As of this writing, combined with the burglaries against my person while stranded and destitute since this past summer, including incidents involving the same ring of criminals that tie in with the early four in Lockwood, storey county. Prior to purchasing the Toyota Forerunner, I had already replaced the entire ignition control system, including the pcm computer, due to incompetents failing to disconnect the alternator before doing arc welding to the cross member of my Ford Ranger. I went through an extensive process of elimination which included general maintenance, wire repairs and using a grinding tool to remove immovable fastners off of the skid plate and gas tank straps in order to check the slave fuel pump.
Then, I used hand tools to wrench it all back together with metal strapping and new bolts with lock nuts. The in rail fuel pump turned out damaged, the alternator, sending unit, tfi modulator, and everything else. I know how to use a analogue and digital multimeter to run resistance and get read outs that tell me a part is good or not. All that was replaced by my reliable person. The only thing needed was to use my magnetic pick up tool in order to fish out the stupid oil plugin supposed to fit into the new distributor. They mention nothing about it in the Chilton or Haynes books. I accidentally find out about it on YouTube. And, I needed a jump wire from the new fuel pump harness to the engine relay.
One of these lunatics one day comes up to me while I was looking to get a ride home with my resupplies, I'm still working on the Ranger, no second vehicle, this is right after they legalistically stole the Forerunner in Tinsel Town. They gave me rides a few more times. They saw how far I i to getting the Ranger ready so I'd restore my full worthy independence. Their last time up, I explained that I only needed to fish out the oil plugin with my magnetic pick up while turning the engine. I already made several attempts before thinking about using the magnetic pick up tool by myself to try again.
This asshole offers to help. Reluctantly, I decide its ok so long as I keep on top of the situation. The jump wires are in place. The remote start switch I bought fires up the engine. It looked from where I stood that the distributor cap/TFI module were in the ballpark marks. Success. I was really happy. The individual headed home.
I knew I still had the new tail light assemblies that I needed to finish up. All part of the incompetents and their handiwork. As well as the front breakline. I knew I must limp the Ranger wee hours into town in order to finish the job. My worthy second vehicle was stolen by the ignoramuses. My worst nightmare unfolds on my planned time to do this. The Ranger refuses to go any further than the two miles out of the habitation. All my necessities, tools, etc, I knew to keep with me are now all stuck here.
All that's needed is one single sane person to understand that I need to get my gas can back to it. It probably needed the distributor to be adjusted where I know. But, to no avail most of them are too clueless. The reality is most don't compare. And I was right. When I decided I'd wait until the usual time I did before to get this last individual to give one last ride. After all, these are the tools used by my worthy hands and mind. Let alone what went into the truck.
I make sure to relay all my intentions in text messaging only. This individual kept seriously incriminating themselves. First, I told them that I checked the distributor and saw that the two marks weren't lined up as required by the installation instructions. They were only a few centimeters from that point. Their reply in text was deficient. They claimed that their timing gun showed that these original factory marks were wrong. They lied that their truck was down. When I got them to describe why they thought something was wrong with their truck. They made claims proving they didn't know what they were talking about. Finally seeing this individual for what they truly are and weighing the importance of the true values involving my work, I telegraphed the message that he should do whatever he could in order that I get one final ride from them with the fluids and plugs, etc I already have in hand so that I don't loose out by the truck and my belongings be cannibalized.
This individual for the first time, began showing who they really were. Instead of responding within the context of my person they made inferences that I'm someone who, like they, puts off on others what I should do myself. Seeing that I possessed the evidence needed as to what was being done at me. My last transmission to it was, " You knew you weren't worthy if my better measures. Get lost." One more darky looking to put their fix on me for the others.
The truck was cannibalized. All the tools and necessities for road emergencies all gone. Including the file keeper that had all my work I did for my case against them in court.
I remind myself that -Those who know what hard work is don't destroy the hard work of others.
My vehicle don't just break down on me, I know how to keep them running in tip top shape. I know to pick up on what my vehicles tell me. Obd scanners are not a replacement of good mechanic skills.
They had stolen the cheap pay as you go cell phone where I kept a record of the text messages making clear of how I handled these individuals I was forced to deal with. The cell phone was stolen while I was attending a church service.
What else have I managed to do with my life in the midst of this ? I've mastered many useful skills, including interpersonal ones. Books by famous authors has made their way to me involving topics of my own sincere interests, acupuncture, homeopathy, hobby machanics, etc. This also includes reintergrating both music and art in both aboriginal as ell as more non indigenous forms into my life.
I've proven myself to be a reliably learner and self taught, self disciplined, person so long as I live under reasonable conditions. So long as I'm surrounded by a supportive nurturing, loving environment - unadulterated nature. Most importantly, my freer neighbors taught me through themselves and authors like Ronald Lanner, why its important that they and I stay together to continue on with one another to " The Place Where Trees Never Die."
Who dares to claim I've lived a miserable life ? I've lived free of humanities semantics and come to prove it, especially for myself and my true friends - nature.
Regardless of what these lunatics believes, the laws of integrity do not play in their favor as these cowards all thinks. The texts can still be recovered. And, because the liars are the ones eho resorted to maneuver tactics designed to escape tge consequences they all deserve towards my good person, my word over theirs is the the final arbiter, as these facts had unfolded themselves had proven - why else did they steal that cell phone like they did the other tablets with simular evidence showing these dumbbells only incriminate themselves by getting stupid at my person.
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