Alcoholics Anonymous Lawsuit
Justice for Karla who was murdered by Eric Allen Earle, September 1, 2011, Earle who was court ordered to AA over 52 times for 22 years to AA, instead of jail time.
Karla has not been the only woman murdered by a man who was court ordered to AA meeting who was violent. ( Kristine and Saundra Cass in Hawaii 2010. )
#1 AA has no safety policies or procedures even though they were warned by a Board member Paul Cleary in 2008.
#2 AA was warned again by Monica Richardson , a long standing member who wrote AA headquarters a long 9-page letter documenting the finding they were uncovering Southern California . …They voted to do nothing.
The Make AA Safer Workshops made a group of women aware that women were not only getting 13 stepped but more were reporting rapes to Monica and Kali and many of the rapes were not getting reported to the police.
Ms M. , a Trustee told Monica many times that parole officers told her numerous times that Sexual Predators in jail were making fun of AA women and actually go there to target them as victims as they were “easier than picking up women in a bar”
Warn all the members you know about the court ordering. Men are victimized as well. you can reach us at email@example.com for any support, complaints and or literature we created while we did the Make AA Safer Workshops.
At the Area 05 level they voted against my pamphlet. EVEN though all I wanted to do was discuss and hand it out. From the top down they bullied us and other women I knew who brought this lovely literature to AA meetings.
I have been contacted from all over the world about sexual and finance predation in AA meetings and in its culture.
I have mailed and sent this literature all over the world as well.
More murders and rapes occurred.5.5×8.5_fin_02-12 safey pam
Ever watch those horse races when the bell rings & all those jockeys on horses are out the gate? Well, now picture the white supremacists instead of the jockey’s on the horses & you basically have the same thing. DING and there out the gate the hate groups coming to a hometown near you spewing how much they love country + Donald Trump. What prompted me to blog this however is the front page caption on the newspaper I happen to catch today. The following read: “Hate Groups Vow More To Come”. Now for ME, AS an African American female this doesn’t scare me as it makes me angry! I’m thinking right now “What year is this exactly”? I mean are we back to the 1950’s when my Mother was growing up? Or the 1960’s when people were getting hosed by the Alabama Fire Dept for standing up for their rights?
I just don’t know. But I do know I’m not scared! But I will learn how to defend myself & look into it right away! I’m afraid that I may need it, and that might be sooner than later unfortunately. Can’t say I’m surprised, because all my life going back to my childhood days my rights always were violated. On a daily basis everyone. Takes an act of cowardice to pick on a skinny black girl. What can I say? I’m jaded, cautious, always weary. When I say crazy ass world I don’t say that lightly. It is a crazy world. No one cares about their fellow man, ANYONE nonwhite is a target for: hate, danger, and more hate , so basically danger. It has got so bad I don’t trust anyone & I’m okay with that because in this cutthroat world at least I can keep myself alive. And Louis Armstrong sings “oh what a wonderful world”? (any of you heard of that song?) I think not! sadly old Louis must have been high on pot when he sang that one(He was known to smoke it everyday I mean who knew?). Lets see what the world brings tomorrow although sadly I ain’t optimistic.
To be continued……………….. 😦
This goes out to all of you out there that have visited my blog. Thank you, because right now I’m in the throes of my illness it sucks! I’m like two different people, when I check my stats….WOW! Not only do I get visits from people in the United States but from different countries as well. It never occurs to me that people all over suffer (do you suffer I guess you do) or deal with the same kinds of issues I suffer from. Let me just say that for those of you lucky enough to be in a relationship, or have close family make sure that you tell them that you love them. Cause it’s rough out here! As a Post Script, seeing that someone is reading my blogs helps me in ways you’ll never know, like dealing with a control freak, condescending Mother who talks down to you like your a complete idiot.
My whole life all I’ve ever heard were the same 5 words. Want to know what they were? I don’t have the time. My Father used to say them, my teachers, hell just about any one I’ve ever crossed paths with in life except one but she was sickly much of that time so we didn’t make much of a good match as friends. I just had what some people call a moment of clarity. And what that means is that NO ONE has ever bothered to take the time to just sit and TALK with me to possibly see what was at the root of my problems. Example: childhood, instead of shaming me saying your a bad kid, that I’ll never amount to anything instead,why not problem solve what was going on with me. Teachers were the same way. I was ( and to some extent still am) just a lamp post in life, I feel all I am to people is something superficial, I feel that no one bothers to see whats beneath. That is why I’m fighting so hard to get needed services for my mental illness because right now I’m being forgotten & ignored. I’m sending emails to NAMI….and this organization doesn’t really seem all too helpful, because I’ve attended the meetings and guess what? They don’t seem to help. Often I’m the ONLY person in the meeting room who lives all alone everyday 24/7 with bipolar/depressive/ptsd. I have no one to come home to. Those meeting only magnify that. However I write to them for help to see about getting an advocate to help me along. I shouldn’t have to do this journey all by myself. and when I say all by myself that includes holidays like thanksgiving & Christmas. Ever spend those alone? I wouldn’t recommend it, I’d rather get cut open with a jagged knife. Pretty painful.
I can’t tell you how painful it is to wake up everyday to another empty apartment with nothing! I hate it. And I’m trying my hardest to figure it out but with only ME doing the research & work what I’m often up against is the good old fashion TRIAL & ERROR much of it error. I’m trying to come up with solutions on my own. I have NO ONE to collaborate with & it’s very slow going. The planning part being the hardest. Life for me is well it sucks! Summer is just about half way over I’ve had zero fun. I’ve met no good quality people so far this year it seems I’m back to square one. It’s hell! this is what living on your own all alone is like. I now understand why people do drugs. I don’t . But it makes sense.
I am now living in a new apartment having had to flee the old one due to a violent & aggressive drug dealer lady who frequented the former apartment complex I had resided in. The building is newer much nicer much like a condo. And there are no drug dealers. I live WAAAAAY on the outskirts of town I won’t say were. There are homeless RV’s, some druggies but over all better. This journey of a life is so hard but I have goals I want to reach & I want to keep busy so I won’t be so isolated. The trick is FINDING things to do. Coming up with ideas all on your own isn’t always very easy. Especially now 2018. I miss the 90’s .
Update I’m in an apartment BUT I don’t like it. Looks like I’ll be moving somewhere by the time my lease is up. I don’t like the area, the building is okay but the area just sucks! Drug addicts, people who well don’t have any manners of any kind like they grew up in a cave or something. I get by watching old tv shows on DVD’s, reading, and surfing the NET for a college to go to that’s outside of Washington state. I don’t like it here. The racism by a certain ethnic minority group + some Whites are one. The fact that the tech millennials are here are another I can’t stand them they think that their hot shit or something. So I hang in but it’s hell everyone. I want a small town, less people acting like cretins, and more of a friendly vibe. Hope to find that. I miss the 80’s + 90’s.
Update: with perhaps 5 months to go I’m already thinking many moves ahead as I have to do this without help. It’s difficult with an elderly Mother who comes to me for advice which I give because I know how hard it was ( and still is) for me to make out here in the World with being invisible and not one person who cares to give me any advice or anything, I try to help. She may have to go into assisted living btw. I’m reaching out to a local hospital staff for help in getting me into some sort of housing for my illness. This is difficult everyone because it’s a MAZE filled with bureauracracy that gives me a headache. I’ve needed housing help since the 1990’s but I never knew who to ask or where to go.
I don’t mind that I don’t have that all too elusive relationship in fact I don’t care the people usually interested in me, I just don’t seem to like nor am I’m interested in anyway. I just want to be happy in an apartment ( would love a house) were I don’t have to worry about a psycho neighbor, a stalker (which I’ve encountered) and were my Mother is safe (she is married to an abusive man who treats her like she should be his Momma than a Wife, women you know the type!)
I’m tired of people who say to take care of myself…shut up already! I have no other family! My Mother & I have been through a lot! My Father has been dead for 12 years. I just need support, which I’ve never ever gotten. Nor have I received any time from anyone because it feels like I’m some sort of bothersome insect that people just want to swat away OR a dirty look like I’ve done something wrong to them and I’ve experienced BOTH. Perhaps the New Year will be better!
I was very disillusioned with LGBT community. I thought most were nice. They are not. In the 20+ years I’ve experienced such an abusive bunch of women who seem to want nothing more than to crush the spirit of other women. It’s dog eat dog betrayal and overall not the healthiest people in the world. I come out of all that pretty damaged & I need to heal. I’ve been cursed at, bullied, treated with a lot of disrespect, stalked by a woman I wasn’t friends with nor liked ( twice)who followed me to my apartment 3 times. I never want anything to do with gay women ever. I understand how some people in society dislike gay women, they’re not the nicest nor the most sensitive. I realize what I’m saying is controversial to some, however I don’t care because this is what I’ve experienced. I must say that I feel free almost at peace with my decision. I now don’t believe in intimate relationships, same sex marriage, moving in together all set ups for failure. It’s somewhat ironic to me that within the community there is all this brouhaha over getting respect when the LGBT don’t seem to respect anyone but what they want for themselves. I know for I used to hang out with some of these women who I thought were friends. Hypocrisy seems to play into most of the women’s agenda. Gay women also love to intimidate I have an example: Years ago I was at a bar waiting my turn to play pool, once the women were done me & my friends at the time were set to rack up the balls. This one woman tried to intimidate me into giving up my turn, I wasn’t having that & I told her to go to hell. Luckily it did not progress into a fight. You women out there need to be careful who you try to mess with, some of you could get hurt I don’t mind catching a case when you mess with me. Women also love to gossip about someone they don’t like ,they’re jealous of other women, they love to bully other women, again I ain’t having that so it’s for that reason I won’t have ANYTHING to do with those trifling women there is no love in that community only a lot of hate & hostility. The gay women are the worst in how they treat other women. I’ve seen & experienced it all and I’m through!
What a waste of time. Despite the horrible experiences with the majority of women I’ve met I’m still optimistic but nonetheless I’m mistrustful (with good reason too) of getting close to any woman. And I’m okay with that, because let me tell you there are a lot of crazy, ill mannered ,and very , very abusive women out there. I’m not anxious to meet any of them. Aah women, such a crazy bunch. So glad I’m single. I plan on staying that way. One more thing about some gay women is that when one is attracted to another then the other woman is not aware or perhaps isn’t interested the woman who has the attraction gets all stupid & immature. Women stop having expectations. If your attracted to the woman either say hi then if nothing else is happening……it’s a sure sign the woman isn’t interested so go on your way & find someone else. Being weird won’t get you anywhere! And knock it off with the damn disrespect YOUR NOT A MAN! Stop leering, staring, and playing those stupid games and grow up for God’s sake! I’m adding on here several months after posting this that all of the women seemed to be lacking in any morals. I really regret having ever hung out with them. I won’t go into some of the big mistakes & poor judgement calls made with these cretins but what I will say is that with the exception of one woman who currently
resides in the state of Georgia nearly all the other women possessed such low class. People I cannot stress the importance of volunteering, joining a church or even trying to reconnect with your family if that’s possible. I’m not sure what my future holds, but I can tell you that I’m no longer interested in any possible relationship I want friendships only but certainly not anything intimate. It’s about college getting that degree, becoming a homeowner moving out of Washington to someplace rural & slower paced then getting a dog. I’ll then be at peace.
Because that lifestyle is for the birds & not for me any longer. I’m done.
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