DAN BERLADYN

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Datetime: 2019-10-10 04:22:08 +0000
Post Title: Department of Justice Canada - Robocalls
Call from (226) 740-9734 at 11:05 AM October 9th, 2019. [embed]https://dan.berladyn.online/rec/vm_20191009-DOJ.mp3[/embed]  

I probably should have known this.  I think I have read this before, but maybe that was regarding the Canada Revenue Agency.  I had similar calls from a number claiming to be them at one point in the past too.  Anyways, I do not need this this stuff.  No one needs this stuff.  The Department of Justice Canada cannot terminate this fraud within Canada?

    For all I know this is a "Pink Shirt" Department of Justice using plausible deniability to play games, test waters and drive someone bonkers.  There you go, reported right here on the internet.  Go get 'em girls.  Go get the "bad men".  I am sorry, but what a joke.  By the way, those Wild NATIVE INDIANS that you are apologising over had gang raped my grandmother and left her for dead in a ditch.  No wonder why I have no Rights in my own Country.  

"Kill the Men, Reward the Whores, Collect the Profit"

 

Maybe you all need to take some field trips and travel the world seeing other "indigenous" peoples at the tax payer's expense like the former Minister of Justice was doing.  What a total scam.  The whole country is corrupt.  Feminised, ripe for take over and mass raping.  No wonder why I cannot get no sleep.  No wonder why I cannot recover.  No wonder why I cannot get Justice.

   

"Those who do not learn from history

are bound to repeat it."

   

"Guns 'n Hoes"

 

Try take these people's guns away like you are attempting to do with us.   They put it right on their flag.  Gun's & Ho's - Mosambique.  The country code, among other places, attached to more fraudulent callers that I get almost daily.  While you are fixing your own fraudulent calls, please tell the Chinese to stop calling me.  I do not speak Mandarin, nor Cantonese.

 

"Soft Times create Soft Men"

 

You know what it funny about Facebook?  It gives me different notifications over different devices. Before I left the house here today, completely late, completely tired, I did hear that last call at 10:57 AM Pacific Standard Time.  My day is already scattered into oblivion.  I am not going to more stress to my person by answering the call, but I do appreciate the change in tone.  However, I am not really sure that I trust in your call being beneficial to my health at all period.  You do not get it.  I have to keep my stresses low, move forward and gain strength, health and happiness.  All you do, no matter how well intended, is make me ill with more problems.  I wish I could write so much more,  I wish I could write what I originally intended last night, but I have to go and I have probably already lost face, momentum and reachable earnings.

 

One of the things many of you may not understand, especially those of you who have had soft, considerably comfortable lives, is that there is an internal balance sheet.  It needs to balance, not just the external world of spread sheets and files.  You could give me wealth, that would be great, but it really does not fix anything for a guy who wanted to take from no one, to have no one take from him, all while earning an honest living with his own hands.  I wanted to work to fix these problems.  Anyways, I do not know what is up from down right now and I probably need to move on, execute some complete cycles of success in attaining work, completing work and getting paid for work to my standards, so that my mind can find some peace and esteem.  I also need sleep.  I don't even think I have enough cash to operate and to meet needs right now... too many things to trip over only to land on my face.  Never mind, I do not have time for this. Count my blessings.  I have a great client to attend to.  A second one to see making arrangements with.  A third one to visit, get to know and price.. if I am losing this client by not being attentive enough and again another fourth client from last night who...  I do not even know if I want to work for him.  Real smart union guy living on easy street while acting completely retarded and unethical because that is what whole mentality convinces itself to do.  A little soft in the head that guy and I shouldn't even type that here because the right words would solve that problem..  I am just falling behind every time I start going forward.  As far as the guy who works for Toronto Dominion Bank, I know what was said to me over the phone by bank staff, so I am trying to assume that you are calling for personal reasons.  I do not work on that side of the river unless I absolutely have to.  I do not have time to call you back, and it's enough right now trying to fix my day which is totally falling apart.

Perhaps it is a good thing I am still delayed, because from what I have just heard played over the phone... go fuck yourselves.  You do not deserve anything from me.  You do not care about the world, you do not care about me, you just care about driving someone into a grave so can try extort money that you did not earn from an honest innocent person ran over by rampant corruption.  You are Pond Scum.  Do not call me.   You only care to add stress and extort.  You just ensured that I walk away from jobs today to keep my stress down (and you want money you didn't earn, go fuck yourself).

Previously Written

I had hardly slept last night but this is a placeholder to be updated later.   It's unfortunate that I am so tired.  I would prefer to follow through and state my thoughts after listening to an unverifiable message.

That is pretty tacky of the government agency involved.  Especially since that very Minister who is responsible for that entire Federal Department had taken the time to write me personally himself.  I read some words of mine that I had felt I should never have stated regarding his person.  I think it was in private, at least as private as it gets over a platform that is likely read by all kinds of people enlisted to spy on everyone else.  I regretted the words in private I had used.  I should be better than that.  Say it to someone's person, not behind their back.

My first thoughts, aside from feeling the immediate strain on my health and the ascertaining the impending death that will follow suit, is a wonder towards "them" reading my statements to a friend several days ago.  Then I wondered if it had something to do with last nights politics.  Afterwords, I had thought it must have something to do with the Finance Minister here Provincially.  Until I put I can put together my response, I just want to state the government must really want to kill me.  I am not even kidding about that.

If that message was real and not some prank, I feel sorry for the so called Officer who arrests me if that is to happen.  For you yourself will be personally guilty of initiating interaction that murders my biological person.  The entity the message is regarding is already dead.  Murdered by corrupt bureaucrats.  You people really are pieces of shit.  Employed by the government and you cheat, steal and lie to the public.  Then living comfortably on everyone's tax dollars, you do not even want to pay GST on goods and services - which I am to collect for General Revenue to pay for your sorry asses.

I am right here in front of the world.  You do not need to send robo-calls attempting to intimidate my person with threatening messages I am not home to answer involving my possible Arrest and Appearance in front of a Magistrate.  Press 1 - if you do not want to be arrested.. blah blah blah.

Another fraud perpetuated on the populace.  Chances are it will just be another crooked person made of useless paper.  You people are the ones that are scared to talk in front of the world for all to see under the Sun as clear as Day.  Not me.  If you want to Arrest me, come and get me.  Just know that I will not survive your bullshit.  Biologically I will cease to survive if I am not actually already unrecoverable.  You people truly are Criminals.   Not me.  I am an Artisan, I make an Honest Living with my Hands.  I create Wealth.  You steal it.

I will listen to it again tomorrow. Maybe it's a fake message; just more fraudulent calls. Then again, the government probably really is this stupid.


It is now 1:04am - Thanks a lot.

As if it wasn't nearly impossible enough as it is to navigate a forever dynamic chaotic mess that is ever changing.  Now I am not sleeping.  I should be in bed catching up so I at least have a chance and making the right decisions tomorrow.  Well-rested enough to at least get a return of some pride, so that I make pick up momentum, get out of this very dangerous position, return to healing, return to gaining some strength, endurance and some ability to weather micro-storms.  The smallest things can trip and nuke my life.  It is better for NOT to have my mind on this kind of stuff and to have on solving problems.

Feast or Famine.  I am in a famine, by what might appear like self-infliction, but it is really caused by getting tripped by people who are trying exert external control.  Like a bank that completely denies freezing funds and nearly wiping out jobs on the go.  Just great stuff for me.  Still causing damage because I am talking about it.  Who "deals" with someone with problems?  No one.  How do you get out of the these problems?  Have people deal with you.  How do you get them to do deal with you?  Avoid sharing your problems.  What causes you to share your problems?  External forces trying to exert control over my person and my ability keep myself alive, all while denying their own corruption and common sense resolutions.

I wish I could keep up with logging all the thoughts.  Everything I could say about everything.  Seriously.  I cannot keep up to all the corruption in the world about me.  I barely keep up to getting a flow going where I am somewhat stable continuously so that I may grow stronger and operate properly.  It is feast or famine.  Maybe it is coincidence, murphy's law so to speak, but when it is famine there is no one around.  Nothing going on except Facebook abusing my Natural Rights.  If I am thinking to myself, I will not be able to drive a job to give a price in four days and what that really means for me... there is no one around.   When I am thinking to myself that my body cannot handle anymore of these downturns, there's no one there.

I know to hold it together.  The last minute, almost down to complete failure, boom - Fate changes.  It keeps changing for the better, now I cannot keep up to the opportunity to EARN money to survive.  Very complicated to take advantage of these opportunities because I am now a scattered without pride, without many things that it takes to maximise a potential positive outcome.  Just yesterday I could have wrote for hours about the phone cutting out just as I need it to return calls to confirm jobs.  Go to the free wifi provided by the government, I cannot connect.  Go to Walmart, weak signal.  No fuel, the light is on, I have $5 on me, I have to stay positive for client I am returning to in twenty or thirty minutes to finish a job in hopes that I will collect meager earnings.

You idiots sitting in your offices have no clue.  You really don't.  You have everything provided.  I know your environment because I worked in an Office with paper pushing clowns.   No personal responsibility.  No true work ethic.  I used to show up for work.  I would be the first one there.  My body would be shaking.  My hands trembling.  I could look at my hands and watch them tremble.  Do you have any idea why my hands would do that?   My body expected to work at full capacity, all day, everyday - Full tilt.  Those who truly work hard, have no time and they have no energy to "play" hard.  Everything gets devoted to work.  Everything.  You are all spoiled and now you have destroyed me because you are irresponsible idiots.

The remedy you give me?  More bureaucratic bullshit and zero accountability.  You keep hitting me to solve your "paper" problems while taking ZERO RESPONSIBILITY for any actions, or any damages to my person.  It is obvious I can no longer cash cheques.  Do you expect me to sleep in a field and eat grass?

I should not even be thinking of you until I have $10,000 in the bank as a float, because I actually need that just to safe guard operations and meet demands as they come.  I am not like you.  Not only do I need such a float, I need my tool box on wheels set up, organized, maintained and now repaired (because some woman didn't understand the meaning of "No" while she violated my sexual organs.  Someone else did not like her doing that.  So fun for her to cause drama and $5200 damage to my truck).  I also need to replace my tools and office equipment that was stolen because the RCMP wouldn't/couldn't help me.  They could have, but they didn't and in some ways they destroyed the chance when they tried.  It's mixed bag for them too, I get it.  I have to deal with my teeth which can be a severe impairment.  Thanks for those problems too because when it hits, it renders me helpless.  I shouldn't forget my arm.  You fucking cocksuckers.  Fucking CRIMINALS.

You MURDERED someone INNOCENT.  If you pieces of shit cannot have the decency to let that person tell you the order of affairs, then kindly go fuck yourselves.  Each and every fucking one of you.