DAN BERLADYN

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Datetime: 2020-10-08 22:43:00 +0000
Post Title: Bail Office: Psychological Abuse

I believe that she has admirable qualities. I have a certain respect for her. I genuinely felt for her when I learned of her terrible head cold today.

However this phone call felt like a psychological attack to my person. Whether not knowing that I had actually called was an honest mistake, or whether it was intentional head-gaming, I do not know. All I know is that phone calls out of the blue are the last thing my person needs. Generally they are not welcome at the best of times.

They are the last thing my person needs, right next to unneeded taxation to my "Mental Health" via excessive contact. Pin down your opponent and wear him out so that he may not even feed himself and meet his basic needs. Never mind permit him an opportunity to flip the table in regards to the severe injustice he has been served. Total horseshit.

As an innocent person who has been Abused by inept and incompetent bureaucracy to the extremes that I have, I believe a reality check might be in order. I am Victim of Incompetent and Criminal Bureaucracy. Calm and clear psychological peace is a perquisite to my health. Believe it or not, this five minute call completely derailed my person for many hours.

https://www.canada.ca/en/public-health/topics/mental-health-wellness.html

I am not blaming the Bail Officer. I just do not want to even if she is instructed to keep me psychologically impaired, or what have you.

In Summary:

Imagine just finally coming to a clearing of your mind after 30 days of feeling incapacitated. Then just as you expect to be able to move forward more bureaucracy dumped on you. Then 24 hours later, just again as you are clearing your mind people suddenly feel motivated to write you occupying more limited resource to little benefit of your immediate need, only then to finally come to a calm clearing in your mind and begin taking steps to avoid your projected cliff which you are just about to beginning actually falling over, only to be disturbed with a request for even more bureaucratic controls that are the least of your immediate concerns.

It's just too much. Really it is. I could not avoid being completely pissed off with the scenario of it all. The bureaucracy and the bullshit is not important at all.

What is important is that people who are well paid by the government serve innocent people heavy doses of disgusting injustice and just go about their day without ever being held accountable, without any observable desire to change their ways. It's disgusting.

Again, this is not directed at the Bail Officer. She's just the last tooth of the cog. The Criminal Justice System is just a nightmare of an (un)intentionally corrupt joke. If you are profiting off of such, why even bother thinking about fixing it? Lawyers, Prosecutors, all you people.

I feel terrible saying that. I do which is why I never publicly posted two other very long rants describing things. Not to mention, doing the same over Facebook for several hours. I just my nice calm clearing and careful approach in exploring and attempting to pull out of an disabling position.

https://dan.berladyn.online/2020/10/08/104604-bureaucracy-rant/

https://dan.berladyn.online/2020/10/08/104604-1-bureaucratic-rant/

Eight(8) hours of sanity lost over simple bureaucratic requests.

The one bad thing about having a website with too much text and not enough order is leaving something exposed that you might not have fully intended to expose. There is a hidden text on this page. Just a rant to let words fly. Too many words.

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How do I express the Lunacy of Bureaucratic Criminals who have Zero Accountability towards someone they nearly KILLED?

It just does not end.

This is a Vent, a Rant, a Something Rather

Here I am this morning absolutely needing to recover and get my financial gears turning before my mind collapses from not being able to meet my basic needs. Here I am working once again with the Port Moody Police, who now all of a sudden want to email with me. I am tired this morning, and I have to efficiently use my time while relieving stress.

These emails are not helping me, they are only helping them. The damage is done. You forcibly removed from my home fully ignoring my health, and you did so on completely bogus grounds. Now here I am a month later in Critical Condition after telling the Administrative Crown Counsel to cease and desist with all the reason while asking for a RESTRAINING ORDER.

As you can see, I am working with everyone who only seems to want to justify themselves while occupying my time, my energy and my thought. The last thing I need is to be around any of these people after what they have done to me, my life, my health, my home, everything. Whatever, I should remain open to working with people otherwise….

Get that out of the way, remember I am going to run out of money at any point here and just cease. Impossible to move forward in independence, impossible to fight the CORRUPT CRIMINAL BUREAUCRATS who profit off the destruction of innocent honest working people. Yes, no need to send me an email over this, this the reality of who you people are. Vampires.

Moving on, I get my mind clear and for the first time in an entire month I am able to actually seek and engage work. Which I need almost desperately as this point which puts me into the worst bargaining position possible. It puts me in a situation where I am almost guaranteed to fail because there are too many things to go wrong.

That’s just immediate short term, never mind the longer term picture. Which I am not even sure I should write, because all I am doing is giving obviously enemies points of attack. The insanity level here for me is crazy. This is not just a one month string here, this is nearly over five years long operating like this.

I have nearly dropped dead from stress and I have have criminal bureaucrats literally steer into walking in front of a car, while they put their feet up and enjoy living off the government purse and taking selfies. To bring a reader up to speed on the next to impossible logistics it’s impossible.

It’s like an ever changing maze to navigate through under conditions that are situation impossible. However, it doesn’t do me any good not to try as soon as I feel clear and capable. Which is where I finally came to today, when I should have to come to this mental clearing yesterday.

Just like yesterday here I am, with a mind that is relatively clear and able to move forward. I am contacting people reached over burned bridges that all the prior senseless criminal bureaucracy destroyed. Sooner or later I will find an opening of success.

Other than needing to eat, I am feeling ok. I only have so much money, the clock is ticking. I know where to eat really healthy for cheap as long as they don’t stress me with their bullshit. On the way there, I am making plans in my mind on how to cold call someone else who wrote me off tiring of all this.

Just as I am parking the phone rings. This is exactly why I do not give out my number. I do not want to be psychologically assaulted by you bureaucratic criminals who do not care that you kill people. You people are so disgusting as a whole. You really are. Just absolutely abysmal.

Bail / Probation Office

Here I am finally at peace. Finally healthy after thirty days of being unable to move forward and the phone rings. The funny thing was, I just thinking about her as I plotted routes to my own base surival. I was just thinking I should give her a call. From my impression she was doing everything right until now.

I answer the phone, I have no idea who it is. It is a terrible connection, likely just because of where I am and she starts claiming that I never phoned her on September 22nd. This is a very capable relatively attractive young lady who knows how to work her way. Instantly, all am thinking is that here is the bureaucracy playing abusive games.

The phone cuts out and goes dead which is fine because I would rather park and gather myself. I just came to a clearing, I am moving forward after thirty days, I have to very carefully manage my energy, emotions, time everything. Not to just feed myself, but to these corrupt pieces of absolute garbage in a joke a fixed system where they wish to control everything to their benefit.

I ask if I can use the phone in the Soup and Sandwich Shop as it will reduce stress and make things easier. Oh no, cannot do that because of Covid-19 which is nothing than more corrupt communist bureaucratic control. What ever use my own phone and call her back. Sure enough, she found the mistake I phoned just as I knew I had done on September 22.

She’s sicker than a dog, and I actually feel for her. She’s too strong of a girl to get, it surprises me. At least of how I remember her, so I offer my condolences but that does not last. On top bureaucratic police booking appointments, she to impose conditions up on my person which just sends me of the rails.

I am going to not be able to put fuel in the truck, buy food, meet my basic needs and the most important to you is ensuring that add additional stresses to my person. I lost it on her. Out of all the girls in those offices, I think this one of the strongest, most assertive, yet respectable.. and I just lost it on her.

I felt bad, I was apologising while I just letting it out how they are all complete and absolute criminals. Totally corrupt. Bureaucracy and keeping someone’s mind occupied with bullshit is more important than them feeding themselves and maintaining their means of income. More important that their basic needs.

This system, and all you people that work for it, are pieces of garbage. You really are, just as I wrote – this Criminal Communist Bureaucracy could not ascertain the truth if a Canadian Citizen was dying to write it out for him. You would kill him before he even had a chance. I am not even kidding.. My life is always is often visited by the principles of Murphy’s Law, but….

Honestly there absolutely no need for this bullshit. None. After five years of routinely being decimated and abused by ridiculous boobs who serve themselves… driving people into their death… there is absolutely no need to be putting demands upon my person, unless of course you want to keep so occupied that I am of no bureaucratic threat to the criminal bureaucracy.

I respect this particular you woman for her capabilities, I know that she is sick with a nasty headcold, but fuck me… I don’t need this bullshit at all period. The only that this whole system is doing is ensuring that I fail, which brings bigger consequences to my person than seems to be acknowledged as…

Royal Canadian Mounted Police

I was so agitated and knocked off course that I had no choice but to abandon my immediate plans to cold call an associate as his house who is long tired of this garbage, intending to hopefully find myself in luck timing wise in terms of his needs. Don’t even bother trying maintain the means to feed myself and maintain mental health for everything upcoming.

Who do I see driving home? The RCMP and I knew where he was going, so I following him to talk to him. I just thought the right guy at the right time, I would get to through his eyes, or something beneficial. Of course that didn’t work out. A construction crew was in the way and I ended up talking a very nice RCMP Member…

Who of course could not help me, but she sure had nice eyes, and a good wholesome sense about her. Best of wishes with your cooking there. The bun in the oven that is.[/private]