Subject: OIPC File F21-85426
Date: Wed, 28 Jul 2021 21:01:34 +0000
From: Robin Hutchinson RHutchinson@oipc.bc.ca
To: 'dberladyn@gmail.com' dberladyn@gmail.com

Good Afternoon Mr. Berladyn,

I am the Investigator assigned to this review file. I have attached my Assignment of Investigator letter for your records. Please note I have been assigned a total of 3 of your file reviews, for the sake of simplicity, I will send each of my letters under separate email as each file is different. I believe this will help with the ease of your replies if you so choose.

It appears that the public body has withheld some of the information pursuant to section 22 of the Freedom of Information and Privacy Act FIPPA.

If you want to provide additional (that is not already part of this file) directly relevant information, please do so no later than August 11, 2021. Should you require additional time, I ask that you contact me no later than this date.

If you require any further information please feel free to contact me by email at rhutchinson@oipc.bc.ca.

Kind Regards,

Robin Hutchinson, Investigator
Office of the Information and Privacy Commissioner for BC
4th Floor, 947 Fort Street, Victoria BC V8V 3K3
fax 250-387-1696
Email: RHutchinson@oipc.bc.ca

We acknowledge the homelands of the Indigenous Peoples of this place we now call British Columbia, and honour the many territorial keepers of the Lands on which we work.

There are a few emails between the above email and the below. I simply have not decided to go through the effort of putting them online yet, or even if I should do so. Personally, I would rather remain consistent and throw everything online but that may not be necessary, or even appropriate to do so. I am not sure.

Subject:     Re: Recall: OIPC File F21-85819 NAI
Date:     Thu, 29 Jul 2021 22:10:18 -0700
From:     Dan Berladyn <dan@berladyn.online>
To:     Robin Hutchinson <RHutchinson@oipc.bc.ca>

Hi Robin,

It's very simple.  I have been MURDERED BY THE STATE.  I am already DEAD.  Please think backwards from what I have just told you.  I am still here.  At times like the last 24 hours, I don't know why I am still here.  I do not know why I bother to remain.  I do know that I had determined just over three years ago that I had to fix the System before I could ever fix myself.  That is fix the system for every single person alive because it does not work.  It is corrupt.  It is incapable.  It is a failure.  Excuses are for losers.  Action speaks louder than words.  You are only as good as your last job.  Perfect practice makes perfect. 

I am going to flog you a dead horse.  The best thing I can do for myself, and everyone, is to forensically write my own history as accurately as possible.  From there so much can be accomplished.  One of those things is the concept that anyone can read my open book and determine what is needed to fix this system that government employees tell me "kills" people.  Anybody could read.  When that was accomplished, or perhaps even during that process, at any given time that I was balanced, healthy, capable and in the 'creative' mood, I was to build a demo of a working model of what feel is needed after everything I have been pushed through in this system.  I could even fill it with my own raw data and present it to the world for acceptance, rejection and/or modification.

No one has grasped, embraced, nor accepted my (former) burning resolve to do so.  That in itself is a mixed bag, because really what I need to do is take all my information and go back nearly twenty years when I had the peace, the health, the boredom, and the desire to just plunk away at some monotonous mundane task that I believed in for a greater cause.  The greater good.  Then there is the other problem with embracing me in assistance.  It is almost one of those things that it takes one single person to do all on their own.  That's not necessarily true, but it feels that way.  Another option, was for this 'System' that does not work.. to empower a victim.  At one time, all I had needed was smokes, coffee and food.  Well who needs food?

Just provide what I need and get out of the way.  However, all the System has wanted to do was get in the way and insist that I listen to offers of programs that were everything but what I needed.  Moving on, I am now riddled with so many problems that I have to..  I don't even know anymore.  I have literally had to accept that I die young and before my time at some point.  That is the only way for me to even move forward.  I expect that when my mother dies, I die right after.  Which would only be fitting as that was all dreamt very vividly so many decades ago.  People can think and say whatever they want.  They have their life, their perception, their relation to the truth as they know it.  Just as I have mine.

What I am wanting to get at, is that these files which are completely out of my conscious at the moment, they are only a few pieces to the puzzle.  I cannot afford to waste my time when there are so many other pieces.  At the same time, the inverse is true.  What is the point of a puzzle, if you do not have all the pieces?  For me, there are different sets of problems here.  One is the System that does not work and kills innocent people while rewarding the corrupt.  The other is how all of this began.  The actual set of personal / family problems that I had seeked help with.  "Hello Mr. Government, can you please help me with these problems that are killing me?".  Sure thing, let us just dump massive amounts of further problems onto your person and try killing you ourselves.  That is really what has happened here.

It is disgusting.  I have had people tell me that they cannot believe that I am still alive.  This should not happen to people.  Especially good, honest, hard-working people with honorable, noble, righteous intents.

I have other things that I need to set my mind on in bureaucratic affairs.  Not only that, I have other immediate needs, food, gas, other things... to keep on top of.  I no longer have a bank account, credit, this set of eye contacts that needs replacing, if I lose them I do not see.  I am just a very high risk for failure.  My biology cannot take the impact any longer.  I have been through too much.  Running out of a simple resource could easily be my death because I just cannot take it anymore.  I do not need government programs.  I need my former independent self who could maneuver around personal survival requirements as they came before me.  I could not explain my needs to you, but I just do not want what I consider to be brain dead advice, or suggestions.  Many people do not have a clue of my world or how it operates.  How others might manage, could be a grave insult or an abrasion to me.

I am not sure if I am covering the points that I want to, but.. I am not really interested in telephone calls.  There are many reasons for that.  Some of it goes right back into childhood and how I was teased verbally.  Text is psychologically a lot healthier.  Especially after I have determined to keep everyone honest by displaying everything in full sight of all.  Especially since, it is the phone calls, the verbal dialogue, where a lot of the "fast ones" get pulled.  For instance JAG (Victim Services).  Do you think they told me that they only help women, children and the elderly in writing as I was sent to my unjust inescapable death, or was that over an unrecorded phone call?   The lack of integrity I find is just mind-boggling.  It actually brings me further psychological damage.

I wish I could condense relevant points to all of this, but.. it was just over five years ago I had determined with conviction what I was going to do with corruption.  I was to be as honest, open, accurate and complete as possible before the World.  And anyone who wasn't was to burn by their own wrong doings. Simple.  At some point down a really long hard road you have come into the picture.  It seems many people want to hide in the Dark.  They don't want to come out into the Sunlight.  We all know who doesn't come out into the Sunlight right?   They have fangs, and they like to drink blood.  Funny, so many things from childhood make so much sense as an adult.  2 + 2 = 4, I get it.  I hope you do too.

Dan Berladyn

PS.  I trust that you know about my web address where I might embarrass myself and everyone else?  
https://dan.berladyn.online