412-2016-616

THIS WAS ABSOLUTE PRE-PLANNED MEDICAL - POLICING FRAUD

People were enjoying themselves getting off on their life long dreams of trying to dispose of me for their own unjust enrichment (which was murder in effect) while the police willingly helped them, and I supposedly had "mental health" issues. Sure makes a nice cover for fraud and corruption. The morons who are too lazy to use their brains eat it up every time.

I was arrested while laying in an emergency hospital while desperately needing out of there so that I could return to work to keep my job. Keep my finances on track. Keep my life together. Keep everything intact that I struggled so hard to hang onto after nearly killing myself just two years prior. The Psychiatrist was extremely apologetic, and I couldn't understand why he was like that until Cst HUNTER came came to the foot of my bed partially giggling:

• Cst HUNTER: “You are under arrest for Mischief. blah blah... Do you understand?“
• Cst HUNTER: “You are not to return home. You are not to talk about the case.“
• Cst HUNTER: “We have to get your mind off of this.  We have to get you thinking about something else“
• Cst HUNTER: “Just get away from these people. Just start over.“
• Cst HUNTER: “You can do it!“
• Cst HUNTER: “My buddy does what you do.“
• Cst HUNTER: “We are the same age.“
• Cst HUNTER: “So what? I rent!“
• Cst HUNTER: “Take it back under warranty."

No offence, but what a fucking idiot. OHASHI too. You could not believe this day. Just a few weeks prior to this, Cst OHASHI "Mental Health" Officer in all her wisdom takes advantage of my good nature while I was weakened and had just returned from the hospital. I hadn't even had my morning coffee yet. She forcibly tricks her way into my residence and stands in my living room with her hands on her hips, chewing bubble gum like she was something special, with two other brain-dead dolts beside her:

• Cst OHASHI "We don't think you should live here anymore"
• Cst OHASHI "I'm warning you, you'd better get out of this house"

These people are reckless pieces of shit. The amount of strain I was under, I could not even afford the personal energy to verbally protest. If I was to survive I needed every ounce of reserve power. The only thing I could do was attempt to swim as I was walked off the plank in absolutely no shape to do so. I knew I couldn't make it.

I had just nearly dropped dead and I was in terrible health, and here is the police just don't return home. The only thing I could do was give them the benefit of the doubt that was all part of some grander plan which it wasn't. The only thing I could do, was try and honestly make it only to end up proving that I was right.

I was thrown into impossible odds, while the police assisted my siblings in taking my home (and my life). I actually considered driving up the Fraser Canyon and off a cliff, because it was the same thing, only faster and less painful. If someone did not answer their door when I knocked that was a potential next stop.

I did not want that to happen. My mother did not want that to happen. We are the two people that live(d) in this house. Yet somehow the Office of Police Complaint Commissioner did not think the police did anything wrong. Total brought about by idiots and "Mental Health" Quacks.