| Because of my own battles with the corruption within Oxnard P.D., the V.C. District Attorney's Office, and other City of Oxnard, and County of Ventura agencies I have kept an eye out for other cases, investigations, and "official findings" by idividuals within the same agencies that manifested repeated illegal behavior in their dealings with me. Looking for; common threads. Such as; The same police officers, deputy district attorneys, judges, public defenders, etc. that I knew were willing to negate the rule of law when their boss (and that isn't the people) ordered them to do so. I found six individuals that seemed to have been deliberately denied due process, and equal protection under the law. By officers of the V.C. Superior Court. And by City of Oxnard police officers. Two cases involved the absence of the rule of law, and civil liberties protections in their legal dispute that was being handled by V.C. Superior Court personnel. That would be my case; Glen Michael Wilson; V.C.S.C. case #2001044311 And Carlo Parlanti; V.C.S.C. case # Two individuals; One, was a woman sunbathing on the beach in Oxnard, who was fatally run over by the Oxnard P.D. SUV. (Her name was Cindy Conolly) With O.P.D. officer Frank Brisslinger driving. And O.P.D. officer Martin "you lie, and I'll swear to it!" Polo as passenger. The other was a twelve year old, developmentally disabled girl that was "allegedly" raped by an Oxnard police officer, (once again; O.P.D. officer Martin Polo makes the news!) in a police storefront located at Hemlock St. and Victoria Ave. (Her name has been with held due to her age.) Both, it appears were "re-victimized" by an O.P.D. investigation "White wash" of their original victimization by City of Oxnard police officers. That in both instances refused to allow an outside, independent agency do the investigation. That in both cases refused to let their family members have access to the investigative notes, or process. Then "re-victimized" again by an official finding by the V.C. District attorney's Office. Under the leadership of D.A. Greg Totten. Who saw nothing wrong with the two police officers who fatally ran over the sunbather successfully, for over 18 months, refusing to testify under oath, and penalty of perjury, as to what they saw, and did leading up to the accident, and afterwards. Not doing so until the children of the deceased woman had settled their civil suit. Negating the possibility of a jury awarding punitive damages if deemed warranted. The last two individuals were murdered. The first individual murdered was Danial Alizar Hernandez. Shot five times in the head and chest. Execution style. On March 9th, 2004. At the liquor store at Hemlock and Victoria. Oxnard P.D. homicide detectives say that it was gang related. But the killer, and his spotter, and the get-away vehicle driver of each have never been identified. That's because O.P.D. was running resistance for the shooter. With two O.P.D. patrol cars on scene to pull over anyone that gave chase to the shooter's vehicle, or the spotter's vehicle. As long as O.P.D. holds the murder book on this case, it will never be solved. Oddly enough; This was O.P.D. officers Martin Polo, and Frank Brisslingers beat. And they were going to have to perjure themselves at my trial. Unless "something" were to happen to me that made a trial, and their perjured testimony un-necessary. Oh...Danial Alizar Hernandez was shot to death two steps outside of where I was employed. On a night that I suddenly, at the last minute didn't have to work. The second person murdered was Joseph Castillo. Shot once in the head by Patrick Naumann. The coroner said that it wasn't accidental. That Mr. Naumann's statement wasn't consistent with the forensic evidence. But O.P.D. homicide detectives said that it was an accident. I guess that they figured; "What does the coroner know about covering up a police sanctioned murder?" And who shows up the next morning to tell Joe Castillo's wife Debbie that Mr. Naumann, who had murdered her husband less than 24 hours ago would be home from jail in less than 15 minutes, so she had to leave? Yep! O.P.D. officer Martin Polo. Even though her and Joe rented a room from Mr. Naumann. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> It seems as though all four branches of Justice in Ventura County are different facets of an Organized Crime Syndicate. To this very day, I have difficulty understanding how the judicial, prosecutorial, enforcement, and advocacy branches of Justice have fallen into the hands of people so morally and ethically bankrupt. But I believe that I have made some progress towards a better understanding of the basic dynamics that are at work. And I will share what I have learned with you. We can never defeat what we can not comprehend. "JUSTICE ONLY FLOWS FROM WHAT IS TRUE." We must identify, and free what is true as pertains to these matters. Only then can all of the carefully crafted lies that are masquerading as "truths" or "facts" be exposed, and removed from the argument. There are common denominators (factors) that are found in Carlo's case/troubles, my case/troubles, and the "investigations and findings" of four other individuals that were blind sided, as both Carlo and I were when the rule of law was stripped from the process of resolving each of our legal disputes that we became entangled in. To this very day, I can not fully comprehend why the federal enforcement agencies of my country have adopted what can best be described as a "hands off" attitude as relates to the sinister goings on in this county. And at worst, there was at least one instance, in my many attempts to get the feds to investigate the corruption, that a local special agent with the F.B.I. ALERTED these criminals to the fact that I had just handed over a mountain of court records evidence that was incriminating of their activities, and compelling. Doing so right before he placed a block on my having access to any one at the Ventura Branch of the F.B.I., as well as access to anyone at the Los Angeles branch of same. But I believe that I have made a measure of progress at identifying some of the federal govt.'s motives. And in many other instances I believe that I have narrowed the govts.'s motives down to three pretty solid explanatory possibilities. I will share what I have learned, and deduced as to the federal govt.'s inaction. And finally, I will offer to you, and through you, to all of those that want the rule of law, and justice to be returned to V.C. Superior Court, and our local police agencies what I honestly believe is our sharpest legal/political/public weapon to effect the return of Justice to Ventura County. Those "common denominators" in all six of these cases, including mine, give us "operational clues" as to what's at work and why, They also tie us together. I don't believe that there will be Justice for any of us, until all of us that have been subjected to this blasphemy of a judicial process that is pretending to be a court of law add our own separate mountain of truths, facts, and documentation together. Identify every lie that has been posing as a truth. Trace each lie back to its origin. (Liar.) And then; STICK TO ONE PARADIGM SHIFTING MESSAGE UNTIL IT SINKS IN; Which is; In all of the cases that I have identified, the County, or one of the municipalities within the county were at risk of major financial payouts if a "diligent search for the truth" was undertaken, as relates to either a case; an investigation; Or a "legal (in name only) finding" by the V.C. District Attorney- Greg Totten. IN OTHER WORDS: Money. Lots of it. Many, many millions. To be kept, or lost. Depending on what the legal out come of a civil suit would deny, or award. I have discovered several legal disputes that have a multitude of blatantly unambiguous judicial, prosecution, and enforcement "thumbs" weighing down the scales of justice. Tipping the scales away from an honest, legal out come. To such a degree that "Justice" is not only NOT served, Justice is bound, gagged, and being held in a windowless room, at some undisclosed location. If you are the head administrator of a county, or city agency within Ventura County, and a civil suit is brought against your local govt. entity, and the facts, the law, and the truthful testimony that has bearing on the civil suits outcome are not favoring your position, then have the facts, the law, and the truthful testimony as pertains to the civil dispute removed, or muddled, or countered by what ever expert testimony, from what ever relevant (or seemingly so) agency seems to be "needed" at the moment. Needed that is, in much the same way as an "Ace" up your sleeve is "needed" by a card cheat. Let's look at these legal disputes that have things in common; Some are criminal charges; (Mine and Carlo's) Some are investigations that if done properly would be costly to a Ventura County City, or the county itself.;Case in point; As well as to bring Justice to the family of Cindy Conolly. Who was ran over, and killed by the Oxnard Police Dept.'s 4-wheel drive SUV. Ran over and killed by Oxnard police officers Frank Brisslinger, and Martin Polo (Yes. The same two officers that falsely arrested me, and perjured themselves at my trial.) while she was sun bathing on the beach; Here is a case that just overflows with suspicious behavior by; The Oxnard officers involved; Frank Brisslinger and Martin Polo; Who with the aid of the lead attorney for the City of Oxnard successfully avoided having to give their account of the accident/crime UNDER OATH, AND UNDER PENALTY OF PERJURY. for over eighteen months. Not doing so until they had finally reached a settlement agreement with the family of Cindy Conolly of $2.75 million. By the Oxnard Police Dept. Oxnard Police Dept.'s TOTAL refusal to let an outside, independent agency investigate the crime/accident. The TOTAL refusal of Oxnard P.D. to let the accident/crime scene photo evidence be seen by Cindy Conolly's family members seems very suspicious IF the investigation was thorough, and above board. Oxnard P.D.'s refusal of Cindy Conolly's family members request to be given the names of those that witnessed the accident/crime. If you can't identify the witnesses, you can't interview them yourself. Oxnard P.D.'s refusal to release the initial officer statement evidence as pertained to what the two police officers Brisslinger, and Polo said was happening just before, during, and right after they ran over Cindy Conolly. Loved Ones Still Reeling From Sunbather's Death - Los Angeles Times The two police officers didn't see Cindy Conolly as they patrolled Oxnard's Mandalay State Beach in a 5500-pound Chevy Tahoe. When the SUV ran over her, ... articles.latimes.com/2006/jul/03/local/me-beach3 - Cached "Didn't see her" was given out by Oxnard P.D. in a statement purported to be from the two officers. But Polo, and Brisslinger were not under oath, and subject to the penalty of perjury if they were lying. No one thinks that that Brisslinger, and Polo deliberately ran over Cindy Conolly. But the past actions, and activities of these two officers, and the fact that they stated that they didn't hear several people near by that were shouting at them at the top of their lungs to STOP, as they quickly exited the beach doesn't ring true. Especially when both officers, with the City of Oxnard main attorney's backing for over eighteen months successfully fought every effort by the children of Cindy Conolly to question these two officers under oath, and under the penalty of perjury, as to what exactly transpired just before, during, and after their mother was crushed to death by the Oxnard P.D.'s SUV. Can you imagine how much larger an award that a jury would add in PUNITIVE damages IF they learned that Brisslinger, and Polo knew immediately after they ran over the woman that they tried to flee the accident scene WITH OUT OFFERING ASSISTANCE? SO, ONCE AGAIN, THE RULE OF LAW IS NEGATED, AND JUSTICE IS DENIED TO SAVE THE FINANCES, AND REPUTATION OF A POLICE AGENCY, AND POLICEMENN THAT DESERVE NEITHER. Untitled The OXNARD POLICE officers, in a grossly negligent manner, recklessly drove the. 6500 pound SUV right over CINDY CONOLLY as she lay on the beach – running ... web.vcstar.com/documents/news06/conolly_complaint.pdf This is the transcript of the civil suit that was brought against the two officers, and Oxnard P.D. Officers must testify, judge says » Ventura County Star May 9, 2007 ... Two Oxnard officers who ran over and killed a sunbather on the ... Cindy Conolly , right, photographed with her son Ronnie Vassett near the beach at Embassy ... In his motion to compel the depositions, Hiepler states that ... AND STILL, EVEN AFTER THIS RULING IT WAS MONTHS BEFORE THE TWO OFFICERS ANSWERED QUESTIONS UNDER OATH. BUT ONLY AFTER THE CHILDREN OF CINDY CONOLLY SETTLED FOR 2.75 MILLION. AND BY SO DOING, GIVING UP THEIR FIGHT TO GAIN ALL OF THE INVESTIGATIVE PHOTOS, INTERVIEWS, AND WITNESS TO THE ACCIDENT/CRIME NAMES. Nov 22, 2007 ... Cindy Conolly, 49, of Sioux City, Iowa, was hit by a police ... Oxnard Police Chief John Crombach expressed remorse for the death . ... www.startribune.com/local/11917671.html - Cached HOW MUCH WOULD CINDY CONOLLY'S FAMILY HAVE RECEIVED IN PUNITIVE DAMAGES IF THE VENTURA D.A.'S OFFICE DIDN'T WHITE WASH THE INVESTIGATION, AND IF THE OFFICERS WERE COMPELLED TO GIVE TESTIMONY UNDER OATH BEFORE THE CITY SETTLED? *************************************************************************** Danial Alizar Hernandez; Shot five times in the head, and chest. Where I had worked two days, and was scheduled to work that day, until the last minute. Two Oxnard patrol cars spotted by two seperate witnesses on scene. But don't respond to the shooting, or high speed get-away. Wrong man killed right after my release from Patton State Hospital at my place of employment. Two Oxnard police officers run resistance for the shooter and spotters two separate get away vehicles. Almost a complete news black out on this one. THE REGION; Man Slain Outside Oxnard Store By Holly J. Wolcott Times Staff Writer March 11, 2004 A 28-year-old man was shot and killed in a gang-related attack outside an Oxnard liquor store Tuesday night, police said. Daniel Alizar Hernandez of Oxnard was shot several times after leaving Channel Islands Liquor in the 3700 block of Hemlock Street, Oxnard Police Cmdr. Bryan MacDonald said. Hernandez, who was found sprawled on a sidewalk, died at the scene. According to surveillance video from inside the liquor store and an employee's account, Hernandez walked out of the store and had an argument with a man who was waiting on the sidewalk. The man fired at Hernandez several times and then ran off, MacDonald said. The store's surveillance tape did not capture the argument or the killer's face, but detectives believe there were several witnesses, including another customer inside the liquor store who left after the shooting. Although the exact motive remains sketchy, evidence gathered at the scene, as well as several gang tattoos on Hernandez's body, have led detectives to label the case as gang-related. The homicide is the city's fifth this year. WHY I BELIEVE THAT DANIAL ALIZAR HERNANDEZ'S DEATH WAS A BOTCHED ATTEMPT ON MY LIFE. ORCHESTRATED BY CRIMINAL ELEMENTS WITHIN OXNARD P.D., AND THE VENTURA DISTRICT ATTORNEY'S OFFICE. I was released from Patton shortly after my 60 day evaluation. Which is about as quick as anyone gets a finding of incompetency turned around. Judge Cloninger, and my faithless as Judas Iscariot himself, public pretender defender, Randy Tucker, I am sure figured that shortly after my arrival at Patton, I would; "Start demanding that people listen." Or better yet, start threatening all kinds of adverse legal consequences. In either instance, they probably envisioned me; "Raising my voice, shouting in wild eyed outrage. Pounding my fist on the nurses station ledge... And quickly and quietly being approached from behind by two or three psych techs. That would body slam me to the ground, where one of them would drop with all of his weight on to the small of my back with a knee, while another would keep my arms from flailing about, and the third would pull a "ready to go" injection of enough of something strong enough to drop a rogue elephant in its tracks. Something that will reduce the patient to a drooling, piss soaked mostly immobilized, wheel-chair restrained puddle of humanity that can only mumble things like; "My mouth is dry." for the next two to three days. And once a person has an "incident" in their patient records. That person has a HISTORY. And once you have a history. Well... They need to "hold you longer. And "evaluate" where all of your anger is coming from. They'll want to "try" several different mood, and let's not forget, mind altering combinations of drugs. Just to get an idea as to which one achieves the most encouraging results. And after they get you on the daily heavy duty mind and body tranquilized combo drug conga line of despair, it isn't long before there is another incident. Then another. And if, or when, what ever is left of you is "allowed" to leave their facility/program/lower level hub of Hell, You have a HISTORY that leaves with you. I know that this sounds way too melodramatic to be real. As in "actually going on." But I saw what I just related to you happen to a patient who was "acting out some what, and he had raised his voice at the nurse that was behind a pretty substantial thickness of glass. shortly after my arrival at Patton. And I witnessed the repeat of this structured little psych ballet between patients and staff several times in the 75 days that I was at Patton for; Treatment, and evaluation. All I can truthfully relate to you is this; There is no treatment. There is no evaluation. You are what ever that commitment paper says you are. Nothing more, or less. At my 60 day evaluation, which is the first time that everyone who was assigned to me and my particular mental health problem gets together and comes to some kind of agreement as to exactly how the states determined intention of skinning your psychological cat is going to be accomplished. With great pains taken to conjure up the illusion of a process that endeavors to be humane and helpful. But the illusion is necessary because no one who has chosen "Mental Health" as their profession is willing to put the truth into words as relates to what they do. Which is this; Drugging as many mentally disabled (problem) people as possible, so completely, by the use of unbelievably debilitating drugs, that none of them would be able to effectively document, describe and convey to others the Stephen King like wide eyed nightmare that our mental health system has become. Mans inhumanity to man, gussied up to look like compassionate care and concern. Institutionalized inhumanity to man. But at my 60 day evaluation, they chose to "punt" instead of run with the ball, or pass me off to another wing. Another process. Another mental management mantra. When I walked into the room. As soon as I sat down, I was asked; "What are you doing here?" I had repeatedly, but in a non emotional, non insistent manner related my blues and hard luck tale of woe to each and every person in that room. Some more than once, or twice. So my response at that moment was this; "You have no idea how much that I wish that I had a more believable truth to relate to you, as to why I was sent here." Unfortunately, this is the only truth I have." Then the lead psychologist said; "We're sending you back. With our finding that you are competent to stand trial." So I was transferred back to Ventura County Jail 15 days later. Where I am sure no one was expecting to see me for a long time. And much like that old Irish prayer; "May you be in Heaven an hour before the Devil knows your dead." My return to Ventura County Jail, was followed by my immediate release from it. Because I had O.R. (waiver of bail) on all charges, when I was remanded to custody, and sent to Patton. With my competency restored, my O.R. releases were as well. I WAS GIVEN A COURT DATE TWO WEEKS IN THE FUTURE AND RELEASED. Before any members of the judicial/prosecutorial/advocate cut-throat crew that had done this to me even knew that I was back from Hell. ************************************************** NOW THIS OATH FORSAKEN, CUT-THROAT CREW HAS REAL PROBLEMS. I'M BACK. NO HISTORY OF MENTAL HEALTH EPISODIC BEHAVIOR. COMPETENCY RESTORED. QUICKER THAN THEY EVER THOUGHT WOULD BE POSSIBLE. I layed low, completely out of sight, until I reported to court as ordered two weeks later. I had a couple of friends with me. It was in and out. I only got one thing accomplished that day. But it was the one thing I wanted most right then. I relieved myself of that morally bankrupt, worthless, souless, rat bastard poster child of every bad lawyer joke there ever was THAT HAD BETRAYED ME. Randy Tucker. Now I was pro per again. I had regained my right to speak in my own legal defense again. They were scared shitless. Then, my plan was to drop off the map again for another three weeks. Until March 29th, 2004. The next date the court assigned for the start of my jury trial. I was never more of a threat to this nest of vipers than I was at this period of time. With my right to speak in my own legal defense restored. I could bring up, on the record, the allegations of misconduct I had sought to bring against the prosecution. It was the threat of my proving criminal misconduct, by senior deputy district attorney Catharine Taylor, and having that entered into the court's record that forced the presiding judge (Cloninger), to illegally coerce me into taking as counsel his pre-picked, and pre-positioned public defender, (Randy Tucker), if I wanted a "no bail" hold to be turned into a "get out of jail" promise to appear. I could bring up on the record, how judge Cloninger had illegally moved the disposition of my case forward before convening a misconduct hearing to see if my allegations had merit. I could bring up on the record how judge Cloninger had illegally and coercively attached the condition of giving up my right to speak in my own self defense to his changing a "no bail" warrant into a waiver of bail O.R. release. I could bring up on the record how the first words out of the mouth of the pre-positioned, pre-determined public defender, that I was forced to take as counsel if I wanted out of jail were to request a competency hearing. I could bring up how judge Cloninger had ignored the evidence/letter of the Ventura County Sheriffs Dept. Legal Unit Head, E. Hobin, that stated that on May 28, 2003, a block was placed on my being let out of my cell to be in court for the third derailed start of my jury trial. That she could not get lifted. In other words, I was about as big a threat to their continued criminal activity, and freedom as anyone has ever been. I had been hiding out on Silver Strand Beach. At a friend's house. Another friend, Debbie Castillo, rented a room there as well. She was the cashier at the Channel Islands Liquor Store. In the shopping center where all of this craziness transpired. (NOTE: This is before she moved into a rented room, with her husband at Patrick Naumann's condo on Fisher Way, in Oxnard.) Suddenly, not too long after my first court date after my release from Patton, when I relieved myself of counsel. Debbie is arm robbed at work, twice in eight days. By two completely different robbers. No cashier at this liquor store in twenty years has ever been arm robbed. Then twice in eight days. To this day, Niether one of them has been identified. Then the owner of the liquor store. Pete Nebrek tells Debbie to; "Ask Mikey if he will come to the store with you on the nights that you work, and I will pay him to be your security." The hairs on the back of my head started standing up when she told me that Pete had suggested this scenario. Because I had tied him into an earlier "trick bag" that these nut jobs had hoped that I would jump into. (The arson fire at the Irish Sea Bar and Restuarant on October 29th, 2001, that I was "supposed" to be framed for. Until they screwed that trap up.) But Debbie was my friend. And she was crying, and saying that she really needed to keep this job, but couldn't bring herself to work there any longer, unless there was some one with her at night. So I said O.K. I worked with her the next two nights. Then she exchanged shifts at the last minute with Pete because she had some business to take care of., So I was off as well. The first night that both of us were off. A man was shot, execution style, (five rounds to the head and chest) as he took one step out side the door to the store. There was a shooter. And there was a spotter. They each had a their own "get-away" car. They each had a driver. The spotter went into the store, while the shooter paced back and forth, just outside the front door. Looking in to the store each time he walked past the door. The spotter, it appears was to "designate" who was supposed to be shot, by some visible, and possibly audible cue, of recognition. I believe that the spotter was supposed to give these cues/signs etc. when he saw me. But I was off that night. And besides Pete, the owner, there was only one other person in the store. Danial Alizar Hernandez. And the spotter didn't give the cues/signals/signs for the shooter to lock onto. Danial Alizar Hernandez did. When he turned away from the counter to leave the store, he recognized the spotter. They evidently had been/were on, good terms. Because when he recognized the spotter, he reached out, and took his hand, and said something like "Hey! What's up?" I know this, because it is all on the video. The shooter, walking back and forth just outside the door, looks in, and sees the acknowledgment/sign/cue/go-ahead. Danial Alizar Henandez takes one step outside the front door, and takes five rounds to the head and chest. When the shooting starts. Pete ducks down behind the counter. The spotter ducks down on his side. He hears the "bing, bing, bing" of Pete making a call on his cell phone. The spotter then stands up, and reaches over the counter, and down to where Pete is trying to make call. He grabs the phone out of Pete's hand and hunkers down again. He then either makes a call using Pete's phone, or pretends as if that is what he is doing. Mean while, the shooter gets into the passenger side of his get away ride. And they head out of the parking lot towards Hemlock St. with tires screaming. Reaching Hemlock, they hang a left and disappear into the night. The driver for the spotter is a woman. Because she is heard by Pete, and even some people over at Champs Sports Bar screaming over and over, at the top of her lungs; "Get in the car! Get in the fucking car!" Where upon, the spotter runs outside, and does exactly that. He gets in the fucking car! Now this get away driven vehicle is laying rubber, and fish tailing its way out the other exit from this parking lot. On to Victoria Ave. North bound. Like the two previous armed robbers. The shooter and the spotter are never identified. But all of this, part fact, part supposition extrapolation of events that I view as being meant for me, might or might not be true. While it might "possibly" be a mixed signals fuck-up between the spotter, and the shooter. It could have as easily been some "bad blood, gang related, "payback is a bitch" type convergence of events. Except for these two factual additions to the events that night; And the basic and simple logic and reason trails that this additional information would take you down. I found some one who saw an Oxnard Police Dept. patrol car parked just across the street from the shooting. With a clear view of what transpired. This person was sober, not a flake, and had worked for the Oxnard School District for twenty-three years. Here is what he relayed to me. Almost two months after the shooting. There was one Oxnard P.D. patrol car parked on Hemlock St. Just before Anchor St. approx. 70 yards away from the shooting. With a clear view of the front door of the liquor store. And what went on there. And when the shooter's get away vehicle sped out of the parking lot at a high rate of speed, tires squealing, he didn't budge. Even though they would have only been thirty, to forty yards directly in front of his patrol car when they did so. He didn't respond to the shooting victim. He didn't give chase to the shooter's get away vehicle. It was as if he was there in case some; "John Q. Public", concerned citizen saw what went down, and then hopped into his vehicle to give chase. If that happened. This officer was perfectly positioned to be right on the back bumper of said hypothetical concerned citizen, with his lights flashing and his siren playing the pull over blues. Only having to get involved with the aftermath of this shooting if said hypothetical concerned citizen became in actuality, a real one. Which didn't happen. So he continued to do nothing for a few more minutes. Then slowly drove away. But IF the "hypothetical" person, became a real person; All he would have to do is hold this hypothetical/real guy at the curb for 30- to 60 seconds. Then speed off! Like he is on a mission! When in fact, his mission had just been accomplished. Here is the other factual addition; About eight months after the shooting, I ran into the waitress that worked the kitchen at Champs Sports Bar. She had been taking out a garbage bag to the dumpster at the exact moment that Danial Hernandez was gunned down. She wasn't my friend, and I had no idea that she was out side, in the parking lot at that moment. On the day that I learned this, she was talking to one of her friends, who told her that; "I only come over here to this liquor store, during the daytime. Ever since that guy was killed in front of it." To this, Amber (the waitress at Champs) replied; "I don't blame you." I was outside in the parking lot at the time of the shooting. Taking out the garbage bag from the kitchen." Then she tells her friend; "I still can't believe that there was a police car parked on Hemlock, AND ANOTHER ONE PARKED BETWEEN THE GAS PUMPS AT THE CHEVRON STATION WHEN THIS HAPPENED. AND NEITHER ONE OF THEM DID ANYTHING" I mean, before I could even feel a little elated that I had found an independent verification of the patrol car that was parked on Hemlock St. She lets loose with the double whammy factoid of another, completely different police car. Nestled between the gas pumps of the Chevron gas station. Which is located right at the corner of walk and don't walk. Which in this instance means, Hemlock and Victoria. I then asked her to tell me in which direction was the patrol car facing. Her response was; Towards her. Which meant that when the spotters get away car sped out of the parking lot after the shooting, turning north on to Victoria Ave. This police car, like the one that was parked on Hemlock, was perfectly positioned to jump right out on to Victoria Ave and be right on the back bumper with lights and siren going of anyone that might have attempted to give chase to this get away vehicle. Like the first patrol car, only having to "get involved" with the shootings aftermath IF some private citizen attempted to accomplish what it appears that the police were there to make sure wasn't accomplished. I don't believe that Danial Alizar Hernandez had ever been a threat to those that controlled Law's power, and authority, not to mention those huge stacks of the highest denomination greenbacks in Ventura County. But I was. I had become the legal equivalent of a knife at the throat of not just some of the county's richest and most powerful individuals. I was a knife at the throat of these people's entire corporate rape, pillage, and plunder consortium. A little over two weeks earlier, I had rid myself of my court appointed muzzle. Daniel Alizar Hernandez was murdered. Execution style. On March 9th, 2004. My fifth jury trial date was set to begin on March 29th, 2004. Desperate people do desperate things. I really need to know if Danial Alizar Hernandez is carrying my stone. If he is. Then I must carry his until it marks the spot where the legal equivalent of a fire breathing dragon was finally slayed. Or until it marks the spot where I fell in pursuit of that. Post script to this part. March 29th, 2004. As soon as I made it past the x-ray machine, and into the "Hall of Just Us" judge Cloninger, who was the head cheesy weasel that had put me through this, pretended as if he "accidentally" bumped into me. He looked up, at me with what I could tell was a forced grin. And as our eyes locked, he said; "Mister Wilson. You're back!" My grin wasn't the real deal either. But I was a lot better at making it look like it was. They had no idea where I had been for the last two weeks. Who I had talked with. What might result. In actuality, I had been unable to enlist anyone's interest or support. That goes with the territory of a finding of incompetency. It doesn't matter that it was restored. But I wanted this crew to think that I was holding a hand full of aces. So I grinned at Cloninger as if nothing gave me more pleasure than seeing that he was still here. I kept my eyes on his, and my grin was ear to ear as I replied; Yeah. I'm back. And I will be the only person in that court room today that has a State of Calif., mental evaluation certification paper that says I'm not crazy." His grin fled his face only slightly faster than he scurried out of the main lobby. As I approached the double doors to the court room, I saw my prosecutorial adversary, senior deputy district attorney Catharine Taylor, standing just outside of them. She wouldn't look up at me at all. As I walked past her and her little covey of minions and gophers I said; "Let's get this dog and pony show on the road. I'm the dog. Who's the pony?" She never entered the court room that day. My sixth jury trial date was set for April 15th, 2004. For the first time, during this whole convoluted battle royale, with this crazier than a shit-house rat dark force cabal of seriously cheesy weasels, I could see, and smell the fear coming off of these creatures. This was extremely gratifying to know that I wasn't the only one who was feeling waves of fear washing over me from time to time. But I was coming out of my terror zone. They were just stepping into theirs. The murder of Joseph Castillo. And the cover up of that murder by Oxnard Police Dept. Homicide Detectives, and the Ventura County District Attorney's Office. There was no coverage of the next murder (Joseph Castillo) by the media, beyond an initial one paragraph blurb in the Ventura County Star that stated that "An Oxnard man was shot and killed last night. Police are investigating." Joseph Castillo; Shot dead. (One shot to the back of the head.) This was Oxnard Police's second bungled attempt on my life. It was supposed to look like a murder suicide. With me being the murderer. But I didn't show up over at Patrick Naumann's residence that afternoon as usual. Patrick Nauman was a retired Calif. Corrections Officer that had (I thought) befriended me at the height of my daily battles with Oxnard police, and the V,C, Superior Court., back in 2003. I had coffee with him almost every morning for over two years. I was at his house almost every afternoon. I often had dinner at his place as well. He let me rest, shower, use the phone, and sleep on the couch on rainy nights. etc. I had worked up everything that I had learned about the corruption of the V.C. Superior Court, Oxnard P.D., and Tiger Real Estate on Naumann's computer. In retrospect, I realize that these crooks knew what progress I had made almost as soon as I made it. Joe Castillo, and his wife Debbie rented a room from Mr. Naumann. Debbie worked at "Channel Islands Wine and Spirits" where the first attempt on my life, that cost Danial Alizar Hernandez his life took place. I was Debbie's night time security. The night before Joe Castillo's death, Patrick Naumann did two things that were completely out of character of the man that I thought that he was. The first thing that he did was approach me with his hand out, palm down. I could tell that he was holding something, but couldn't see what it was. Naumann then said; "Mikey. Hold out your hand. I want you to show you something." I held out my hand, right below his, and he dropped a small, pistol into my hands. It was a five shot revolver that fired 22 magnum rounds. Mr. Naumann told me that he had just purchased it the day before. I told him that it was an interesting looking gun. Not much bigger than a large caliber, two shot derringer. I then handed the pistol back to Mr. Naumann. Not giving any thought at all to the fact that my prints were now all over the weapon. The whole gun showing incident was out of character for the man that I had known for over two years. I knew that he owned several pistols, and rifles. But in all of the time that I had known him, this was the first time that Mr. Nauman had ever brought out any of his fire arms to show to me, or anyone else that I knew of. The second thing that Patrick Naumann did that was out of character for the man that I thought I knew was what he did immediately after I handed the pistol back to him, and he had put it in his pocket. Mr. Naumann then asked me; "If you were going to 'take some one out' with one shot, where would you shoot him?" I didn't answer Mr. Naumann's question. I just said to him that I don't spend time contemplating such things. At which point, Patrick Naumann quickly takes one step towards me, as he is leaning forward, as if he is about to tell me something in confidence. At the same time, he brings his hand up, with his index finger extended and lightly touches me just under my jaw bone. Halfway between chin and ear and says; "Right here. That's where I'd do it." When he lightly touched me with his index finger underneath my jaw and said what he said, he was looking at me, as if to gauge my reaction. I found the whole experience to be somewhat un-nerving. To such a degree that even though I still had no clue as to what Mr. Naumann was going to do the next day, I believe that this strange exchange between us might possibly be the reason that I broke with my long established, daily habit of going over to Mr. Naumann's the next day. After I learned the next day that he had shot Joe Castillo, and came to the conclusion that he wanted my prints on the weapon to "set me up" for the murder, my blood chilled when I remembered his last exchange of words with me. I believe that Patrick Naumann used that question; "where would you shoot someone..." as a way to seque into his physical answering of his own question by touching me where he would shoot. So that he could have a measure of confidence in his ability to place the pistol under my jaw and fire the weapon before I could block his action. When he murdered Joe Castillo the next day, and I un-chatracteristicly failed to come over to his place, I am sure that Mr. Naumann's souless arrogance began to disipate rapidly. My failure to show left Patrick Naumann with a murder victim, and no one to blame it on. Oh, the best layed plans of mice and men! HAVE YOU EVER HAD A CHANCE TO WALK THROUGH AN INTACT MURDER SCENE IMMEDIATELY AFTER THE POLICE WERE DONE 'INVESTIGATING? (I use that term investigate derisively) HAVE YOU EVER HAD A CHANCE TO TALK TO THE WITNESSES THAT HAD INFORMATION PERTINENT TO THE BEFORE; DURING; AND AFTER EVENTS OF A MURDER INVESTIGATION? I did. On both counts. When I showed up for work as Debbie Castillo's night time security at 7:00 p.m. the day of Joe's murder the morning cashier was still there. Even though Debbie's shift begins at 4:00 p.m. He told me that Debbie had started her shift, but was called home about 90 minutes later. Because the police had called and told her that her husband had been shot at home. It is only about two blocks from the store to Patrick's condo on Fisher Way. When I got to Patrick's house there were several Oxnard P.D. patrol cars in front. Crime scene tape extended out to the street. Nobody was being let in, and Debbie wa too distraught to talk to anyone. I went back a couple of more times. The last time about 11:00 p.m. and the police were still on scene. The next morning, I went to see Debbie about 8:30 a.m. The police were gone. Joe's body had been transported to the morgue. Debbie was being comforted by a friend. But was still racked with sobs every few minutes. After spending a few minutes with Debbie, her friend called me aside and asked me if I would clean up the patio area where Joe had been shot. So that Debbie wouldn't see Joe's blood on the concrete. I couldn't believe that the police had left it there, but they had. I told her that I would take care of it. I'm not trained in criminal investigation. But I have eyes, ears, and the ability to use basic reason, and logic to arrive at conclusions that are accurate, more times than not. Especially when you don't have to be Fellini to figure out some abstract connection, or inference. My conclusions as to what took place on that patio when Joe Castillo was murdered, and why he was murdered are based upon the following; What Debbie Castillo, Joe's wife told me; Debbie learned from the coroner that Joe was shot once, in the back of the head. At the base of the skull, where it connects to the top of the spine. The bullet was a 22 magnum hollow point. Which means that it mushrooms to a much greater size upon entry. Causing much more extensive damage. The bullet didn't exit the brain, but there was some minimal bleeding from the mouth, and nose. What I saw with my own eyes on the patio where Joe Castillo was murdered. In the center area of Mr. Naumann's back yard patio I saw two small pools of mostly congealed blood. You could see that at some point, shortly after Joe was murdered, that his body was drug towards, and into the side door of his garage. I base this on two visual indications that this is so. I also offer a conclusion as to why his body was moved. The first indication; Is based upon a blood smear trail that emanates from the small blood pool near the center of the patio where Joe was shot, that breaks up, then continues towards the garage, breaks up, then continues towards the garage, several times. Until the light smearing of blood finally ends, and a small pool of blood collects again. This secondary collection of blood was located just inside Mr. Naumann's garage. Right behind the trunk/hatch of his car. (Prius) Second indication; The concrete of the patio was slightly dirty, in need of a washing. Not as immediaely noticable, but clearly evident upon close examination was the compressing, and smudging of the dirt on either side of the blood smears, caused by the dragging of Joe's body towards, and into Mr. Naumann's garage. There was also a blood smear on the bumper of Mr. Naumann's car, and another blood smear visible on the car's paint (white) just above the bumper, and right below where the car's trunk lid would latch. CONCLUSION; Patrick attempted to transport Joe's body somewhere. I use the word "attempt" because the blood trail, and disrupted dirt caused by the dragging of Joe's body starts up again outside of Mr. Naumann's garage door to the patio and parallels the one caused by the dragging of Joe's body into the garage. But this one is heading away from the garage. It passes near to the spot where Joe was murdered and continues to the far edge of the patio concrete. Where it stops. Evidenced by yet another small pooling of Joe's blood. WHY DRAG JOE INTO THE GARAGE, AND THEN OUT OF THE GARAGE? Mr. Nauman, at the time of Joe's murder was in his mid sixties. Joe was in his late thirties. Joe was also deceptively heavy for his height. Easily over 250 lbs. I use the term deceptively heavy because Joe almost exclusively wore size XXXL, and XXXXL T-Shirts to hide, as much as possible, just how rotund he had become. Was Mr. Naumann's attempt to transport Joe's body some where a "Plan B" change in plans because I had failed to show up at his condo, as I almost always did at some point in the afternoon? And by failing to show up, depriving Mr. Naumann, and elements within Oxnard Police Dept. and V.C. D.A.'s Office of the "Murder suicide" scenario that they could use to negate the threat of my exposing their criminal actions? If that is the case, then Mr. Naumann probably didn't give any thought as to how difficult it would be for him to hoist so much inert weight up, and into the trunk of his car until he was forced by my absence to do so. Imagine the growing terror in Mr. Naumann as he quickly realized that he was not up to the physical task of removing from his property the body of a man that he had just murdered. What Mr. Nauman begins doing next can only be described as the act of an extremely desperate man, who has just learned that he has poisoned his own well by trying to poison some one else's. After dragging Joe's body to the far edge of patio concrete, Mr. Naumann goes back into his garage and grabs a potato spade. Yes. A potato spade. You can't make this kind of stuff up. And I wouldn't try. I know that this is so, because leaning up against the side wall of Mr. Naumann's next door neighbor's garage was a potato spade. In the dirt, between this wall and the ending of the patio concrete was the beginning of a hole. About five or six spades full removed and piled up to the side. From the edge of the patio, to the side wall of his next door neighbors garage there is an approx. two foot wide stretch of dirt. There is no way in Hell that Joe's body is going to fit into this narrow plot. Not to mention the fact that even if it would, there is no way that Mr. Naumann was going to be able to "get 'er done" as it were. That's just too much digging for a man his age. Not to mention that even if he could get Joe safely under ground, there was no way that this freshly tilled earth was going to pass un-noticed. I'll come back to what interrupted Mr. Naumann's attempt to dig his way out of this legal quandry in a minute. Right now, let's see what Mr. Naumann's next door neighbor can add to the factual record. What I was told by Patrick Naumann's next door neighbor, who heard the gunshot, and then briefly saw, and spoke with Mr. Naumann a couple of minutes later. Janet, and her husband Rich lived next door to Mr. Naumann. Janet was waxing her car about twenty feet away from, and directly in front of the fence at the back of Mr. Naumann's back yard when Mr. Naumann murdered Joe.. The back wall of Naumann's condo, and the walls of his garage, and Janet and Rich's garage corralled, and amplified the gunshot. She told me that she knew immediately where it had come from. A couple of minutes later, the garage to Mr. Naumann's garage opens and he backs his car out. At which point Janet says to Mr. Naumann; "Was that a gunshot, or a fire cracker?" Mr. Naumann looks startled, then replies; "I didn't hear anything." Mr. Naumann then turns his car around, then backs his car into his garage. Then he closes his garage door. What Joe Castillo's boss told me about his cell phone conversation with Joe approx. 10 minutes before he was murdered, and what he told me about his face to face conversation with Mr. Naumann at the front door of his condo approx. 10 minutes AFTER Joe was murdered. Let's get back to Mr. Naumann digging a hole. Digging himself further and further into a legal nightmare hole as well. Five, or six spades full of dirt removed from a freshly started grave for Joe, that can only seem like a realistic option to a man that is running out of realistic options, when this Herculean task is interrupted by the front door bell ringing. Again, and again! What now! Mr. Naumann must be thinking. But the bell keeps ringing, so Mr. Naumann leans the potato spade up against the wall where it stayed until I saw it, and went to answer the front door. When Mr. Naumann opened the front door he saw that it was Joe's boss! Who immediately said; "Tell Joe that I'm here." Mr. Naumann replied; "Joe isn't here. I haven't seen him all day." To which, Joe's boss replied; "What do you mean he's not here? I just spoke to him on the phone about 15 minutes ago. I told him that I had his pay check. He told me to bring it over." What's a murderous bastard to do? This one grabbed the check. Repeated that Joe wasn't home. Shut the door and locked it. Then assessed his options. His next door neighbor heard the gunshot. She saw him back his car out, and turn it around. Mikey (Me) never showed up at all during the day. Like he has done every day for weeks, or months. How can I murder Mikey, and let it be "investigated" in my favor by Oxnard P.D. and ruled to be a murder, suicide if he doesn't show up! He can't get Joe's heavy body into the trunk of his car. He is stuck with the body at his condo. He finally admits to himself that the "hole" plan, much like the "whole murder/suicide plan" had too many holes in it to have any chance of working. And the most damning thing of all, Joe's boss talked to Joe on the phone just ten minutes before he was murdered. Placing him at home, with Mr. Naumann at the same time as the shot was heard. It is at this point that Mr. Naumann picks up his phone and calls the Oxnard Police Dept. and says; "There's been a horrible accident." What Patrick Naumann REALLY meant was that it was horrible that he had managed to leave himself as the sole suspect in Joseph Castillo's murder. WHAT PATRICK NAUMANN TELLS OXNARD POLICE DEPT. HOMICIDE DETECTIVES ABOUT HOW JOSEPH CASTILLO'S ENDED UP DEAD FROM A BULLET IN THE HEAD ON HIS PATIO; OR, TO BE MORE ACCURATE; WHAT OXNARD POLICE DEPT. HOMICIDE DETECTIVES TELL PATRICK NAUMANN HIS STORY IS GOING TO BE, AS RELATES TO JOSEPH CASTILLO'S DEMISE.; (They are so trusting, helpful, and experienced at making shit up as they go along!) Here are the basics of Mr. Naumanns statement to police about the nightmarishly tragic, totally accidental, un-premeditated circumstances that led to Mr. Naumann being questioned as the sole suspect by Homicide detectives in Joseph Castillo's death. Mr. Naumann stated that he had just bought this five shot revolver, that fired 22 magnum hollow point rounds a couple of days previous to the shooting. He then stated that he wanted to "test fire" the pistol at a pumpkin that he had near the fence of his back yard. Going on to state that just after cocking the hammer, while taking one or two steps back away from the pumpkin, that he "tripped over his own feet" and started to fall. This causing him to throw up, out, and away from his body his arm, and his cocked pistol clenched hand involuntarily. Where upon, the pistol accidentaly went off. Amazingly, at the precise moment that the barrel was perfectly aligned with that portion of Joseph Castillo's body where the brain stem connects to the top of the spinal cord! In professional hit man slang this "hard to hit, unless you are extremely close" spot is referred to as the; "light switch" or "button" shot. As death is instantaneous. In military parlance it is referred to as the; "coup d' grace" Patrick went on to say that he was 10 to 12 feet from Castillo when the evil deed was done...I mean, when this horrible tragedy occurred. (The coroner begs to differ, as you will learn shortly. But Oxnard Homicide Detectives figure; "What the hell does the coroner know about covering up a police sanctioned murder?") Mr. Naumann was asked by homicide detectives why he didn't immediately call 911 for an ambulance? Mr. Naumann stated that he was scared, in shock, and wasn't thinking clearly. Then Mr. Naumann was asked by homicide detectives about why he lied to his next door neighbor Janet when she asked him if it was a gunshot that she heard? Mr. Naumann stated that he was scared, in shock, and not thinking clearly. Then Mr. Naumann was asked by homicide detectives about why he didn't ask Janet for help in getting medical treatment for Castillo? Mr. Naumann stated that he was scared, in shock, and not thinking clearly. Mr. Naumann goes on to explain exactly how it is that pigs can fly... Err sorry, I mean, why there was physical evidence that Joe's body was drug into the garage, where blood smear was found on the bumper, and paint of his car just below the trunk latch of his car. Mr. Naumann stated that he was scared, in shock, and not thinking clearly. But that he was tring to get Joe into the trunk of his car so that he could transport him to the hospital. Then Mr. Naumann erases all suspicions, and concerns of Oxnard Police Homicide Detectives that this might be a murder, instead of an accident, by his brilliant explanation as to why Joseph Castillo's corpse was drug back out of the garage to the edge of the patio. Where it was left next to a potato spade, and the beginning of a hole. (Was Mr. Naumann thinking that IF he was able to bury Joe before his body was discovered that he could claim that it was "planted" evidence?) Mr. Naumann stated that he was scared, in shock, and not thinking clearly. Finally, Oxnard P.D. Homicide Detectives asked Mr. Naumann why he lied to Joe Castillo's boss when he interupted Mr. Naumann's "spade work" by ringing the front door bell? Mr. Naumann stated that he was scared, in shock, and not thinking clearly. *************************************************** Clearly, Mr. Naumann was not thinking clearly. Clearly, the Oxnard Police Dept. Homicide Detectives were not thinking clearly either. Failing to secure the blood smeared vehicle, and the potato spade as potential evidence of a crime., Failing to initiate a questioning of those who saw Mr. Naumann, and Mr. Castillo on a regular basis as to what, if any indications of "bad blood" between the two might have been witnessed. And the most puzzling failure of them all; FAILING TO VIEW THE CORONER'S AUTOPSY REPORT FINDINGS AS TO THE CAUSE OF JOSEPH CASTILLO'S DEATH AS FACTUAL. What the coroner told Debbie Castillo initially about her husbands death. That Joseph Castillo's death was NOT accidental. He based his finding on two facts; Fact #1: The weapon was fired much closer to the back of Joe's head than Mr. Naumann's stated distance of 8 to 12 feet. Evidenced by major "stipling" (gunpowder debris) around the entry wound. Fact #2: The angle, (trajectory of the bullet's path) was not consistentent with Mr. Naumann's account. What Oxnard Police Dept. Homicide Detectives chose to do with the information. in the coroner's finding. They disregarded it. Charging Patrick Naumann with manslaughter. Resulting from an accidental shooting. What the Ventura County District Attorney's Office chose to do with the information in the coroner's finding, and the "inconsistent with an accidental shooting" statement of Patrick Naumann. NOTHING! WHAT WAS PATRICK NAUMANN'S PUNISHMENT FOR MURDERING JOSEPH CASTILLO? One year in the Ventura County Jail. (With almost 4 months reduction of sentence for "good" behavior. As you can plainly see, the inter-agency "smoke and mirrors" cover-up machine of police, prosecutors, and the court in Ventura County is a well oiled, highly functional negator of the law, the truth, and justice being served. ************************************************************* Oxnard police officer Martin Polo is accused of raping a twelve year old, developmentaly disabled girl in the police "store front" at the shopping center at Hemlock St. and Victoria Ave. in west Oxnard. Claim alleges Oxnard officer assaulted girl » Ventura County Star Aug 21, 2007 ... The claim alleges Senior Officer Martin Polo, 43, raped the girl on Aug. ... Oxnard Police Chief John Crombach said Monday that Polo has not ... www.vcstar.com/news/.../claim-alleges-oxnard-officer-assaulted-girl/ - Cached Photo: Oxnard Senior Officer Martin Polo - Ventura, CA Ventura ... Oxnard Senior Officer Martin Polo - Photo taken in or around Ventura, California . Oxnard police officers accused of sexual assault, on paid leave as ... Apr 18, 2008 ... The Oxnard Police Chief John Crombach said the victim's mother reported the crime, accusing 43-year-old senior officer Martin Polo of the ... abclocal.go.com/kabc/story?section=news/local&id=6089189 - Cached Sex Offender Issues: CA - Oxnard police chief suspects a third ... Apr 27, 2008 ... against Senior Officer Martin Polo uncovered allegations that he and .... Her mother reported to an Oxnard Police officer within a few ... sexoffenderissues.blogspot.com/.../ca-oxnard-police-chief-suspects-third.html - Cached Veteran Oxnard California Police Officer Martin Polo And His ... Apr 16, 2008 ... OXNARD, CALIFORNIA - A criminal investigation into rape charges against an Oxnard police officer has uncovered allegatio. www.uslaw.com/law_blogs/?item=115892 Police misconduct Page 21 : EiP - EthicsinPolicing The Oxnard Police Chief John Crombach said the victim's mother reported the crime, accusing 43-year-old senior officer Martin Polo of... Read more ... www.ethicsinpolicing.com/Categorynews.asp?catid=2&offset... - Cached Oxnard to pay $375000 to settle police rape suit Legal > Civil ... The city of Oxnard has settled a claim by a girl who alleged an officer raped ... alleging that former senior officer Martin Polo, a 20-year veteran of the ... www.allbusiness.com/legal/civil-procedure.../11982552-1.html - Cached Oxnard police conclude investigation into rape allegations against ... Oxnard police have concluded an 18-month investigation over allegations that ... case involving Senior Officer Martin Polo, Chief John Crombach said today. ... www.thelighthousenews.com/.../oxnard-police-conclude-investigation-rape- allegati/ - Cached
Greg Totten, Ventura County District Attorney had to do his little criminal dance on the public record with this one. But dance none the less he did. Read his mealy mouthed "finding" that there wasn't enough evidence to bring charges against an Oxnard police officer (Martin Polo) that has probably committed murder at his direction. And at the very least, covered up the evidentiary trail that would lead to others that did do such things for the D.A. Ventura County District Attorney May 13, 2008 - District Attorney Gregory D. Totten announced today that criminal charges will not be filed against former Oxnard Police Officer Martin Polo. ... da.countyofventura.org/news_releases.htm - Cached - Similar  Former officer won't be charged in alleged rape » Ventura County Star May 14, 2008 ... Martin Polo. An Oxnard police officer who was accused of raping a 12-year-old ... District Attorney Greg Totten said in a written statement. ... www.vcstar.com/.../former-officer-wont-be-charged-in-alleged-rape/ - Cached This case threatened to grow too big to be contained by "spin doctor" damage control when several women came forward with allegations that Oxnard police officers Martin Polo, AND Frank Brisslinger would routinely cruise the same beach that they ran over and killed Cindy Conolly on, looking for pretty young women that were on probation for drugs. This meant that these women were subject to being stopped, questioned, drug trested, and searched on any police officer's whim. When they located a women that was facing jail, or prison time IF arrested one more time for possession, they would offer her a choice; Come back to the police store front, (Club House) at Hemlock, and Victoria and take your clothes off and "Dance" ("Dance" being an euphemism for something much more basic and carnal) OR...go back to jail, or prison and reflect upon your societal sins. This puts a WHOLE different perspective as to why Polo and Brisslinger managed to run over someone lying on the beach without seeing her. Also; This goes a long way towards explaining why BOTH of these officers were reluctant to give their account of what took place that day under oath, and under the penalty of perjury for over 18 months. Also; This goes a long way towards explaining why the Oxnard police Dept. refused to hand over to Cindy Conolly's family the full list of witness names, and the full statements that were made by these people. ******************************************************* Ventura County Superior Court case # 2001044311. The people vs. Glen Michael Wilson. My assertion is that I was falsley arrested by a patrol officer of the Oxnard Police Dept. on Dec. 27th, 2001 because of Oxnard police officer Baysinger's planted evidence, and falsified report. Under oath, Baysinger stated that it was a; "routine, by the book" stop, search, discovery and arrest. Failing to mention; that I had been stopped, searched, threatened every day, every night, for the three weeks preceding my arrest. Or that police interest in me was non-existant for over twenty years. That lack of interest changing quickly when I discovered, and began talking about the fact that the owners of the shopping center at Hemlock, and Victoria in west Oxnard had liability for a long term, massive, toxic chemical leak. Leaking from an underground tank on their property into the groundwater. Liability that the owners of this property sought to avoid by never reporting the groundwater contamination to the E.P.A., or CAL-OSHA. As mandated by both state and federal laws. Failing to mention; that the owner's of this shopping center owned over one billion dollars in commercial real estate within the City of Oxnard. Including Oxnard's only two tall buildings. (over twenty stories) Fisherman's Wharf. Medical buildings etc. Failing to mention; That the owners of this property has set up Tiger Real Estate Investment Fund as a "limited partner" investment fund Corp. Failing to mention: that one, or more of Tiger's limited partner(s) investor(s) was/were County of Ventura, City of Ventura, City of Oxnard employees pension funds monies. Millions of employees pension fund monies that would have gone down the litigation drain. Along with the monies of other limited partner investors. Failing tomention; that I made both the V.C. Superior Court, and from August, 5th, 2003 on, the F.B.I. and the E.P.A. Criminal Investigation Division aware of what I had learned as well. Here is the link to all of the things that I learned over a two year period from 1999 until 2001 that led me to believe that Tiger R.E.I.F. was attempting to cover-up a long term, massive, toxic chemical leak that emanated from their property, and enter the groundwater. Once the decision was made by Ventura County, and City of Oxnard govt. agency officials to aid, and abett Tiger's attempt to avoid liability, the county, and city agencies became complicit in the conspiracy to obstruct justice by aiding in the cover-up of serious state and federal crimes. IN FOR A PENNY. IN FOR A POUND. ONCE I TALKED OPENLY ABOUT TIGER'S ATTEMPT TO COVER-UP THEIR TOXIC CHEMICAL CONTAMINATION, I PUT THESE COUNTY, AND CITY AGENCY OFFICIALS AT RISK OF STATE, AND FEDERAL PRISON TIME AS WELL. SO IT IS NOT SURPRISING THAT THEY DECIDED ON A COURSE OF ACTION TO NEGATE ME AS A CREDIBLE THREAT TO THEIR COVER-UP THAT HINGED ON VARIOUS, AND NUMEROUS DENIAL OF DUE PROCESS, AND DENIAL OF EQUAL PROTECTION UNDER THE LAW VIOLATIONS OF MY CIVIL LIBERTIES. (1.) If all of the the truths of this sad sorry mess are entered into the court's record, then several county agencies (V.C. Superior Court; V.C. District Attorney's Office; V.C. Sheriffs Dept.; V.C. Mental Health Dept.) and Oxnard Police Dept.; Oxnard Animal Control will all most likely suffer a large financial loss from being sued for all of the unbelievably numerous trials, and tribulations that they subjected me to. Now, add a hefty PUNITIVE award on top of the DAMAGES award levied against each sorry ass agency that put a corrupt administrator as its head honcho. A punitive award that is only limited by the level of anger and disgust that the jury feels towards these souless rat bastards, and the legal stricture that you can't bankrupt a public agency. Even if you would really, really like to. Conspiracy, under the "color of law" Resulting in malicious, and deliberate false arrests (several); false imprisonment, falsified reports; false committment; theft of pets (three times); theft of property; loss of job; loss of R.V. (home); planted evidence, gross negligence, incompetence, malfeasance, slander, denial of right to counsel; denial of an adequate defense; denial of speedy trial; two attempts on my life; libel committed by employees of several County of Ventura, or City of Oxnard govt. agencies. That's just my case. Add the litany of civil liberties violations that Carlo was subjected to. Tally the number of county agencies that "signed off" on the rule of law being negated from Carlo's legal dispute. When the rule of law, professionalism, and truth fullness of those at the decision making level of govt. agencies for the County of Ventura, and/or its municipalities are factually shown to be absent from the dispute resolution process, it seems to be because the inclusion of the rule of law, truthfullness, and professionalism wouldn't bode well for the finances of local govt. in Ventura County. As well as to bring Justice: To those people, that like Carlo, Cindy Conolly's family, The twelve year old girl that was raped by an Oxnard police officer, Danial Alizar Hernandez's family, Joe Castillo's family, and myself, that we haven't become aware of YET. I know that there are others that were subjected to the nightmarish indignities of being victimized by the lawless that pretend service to the law. As well as secure Justice; For those people that have yet to be ensnared, by the lawless men in law';s temple. But someday will be, if these morally bankrupt creatures are not driven out by those that know the truth, and have retained a willingness to speak it. Until that day, this blasphemy of a court, and its illegal, unlawful process will remain a place where there is nothing more than a feigned allegiance paid to such things as; due process, and equal protection under the law. So as you can see, expecting the District Attorney's Office of Ventura County to render justice in Carlo Parlanti's case, or any other case that would show illegalities by any city agency within Ventura County, or any county agency is NOT GOING TO HAPPEN. Greg Totten as District Attorney has one main, over riding mandate from the criminal organization that HE WORKS FOR. And that is; What ever develops that has the potential of adversly affecting the criminal enterprise that he is a member of, Greg Totten's job is to; Negate the law; bury the facts; protect the criminal associates of our "thing" from prosecution, and notify us as to who is creating a problem for us that needs to be eliminated as an organizational threat in a more permanent fashion. Greg Totten's Ventura County District Attorney's Office ALWAYS absolves the county, or city agency. Even when the known facts fly in the face of such a finding. I probably could have found as many more troubling, and problematic cases that fit this pattern, except for the fact that my time on the internet is limited to a few hours each week. If I had access to a wireless laptop I could keep a fire lit up under these morally bankrupt bastards around the clock. Instead of just being able to post a response, or do an hour, or two worth of research every week or so. **************************************************************** So, as you can see. It isn't just Carlo's case, and mine that evidences the corruption of this county's police and court's. And that is what we need to hammer the media with in your country, and in mine. We also need to light a fire under the federal govt. in the U.S. And I believe I know why the United States Govt. has adopted a hands off policy as regards the blatantly unambiguous criminal actions of law enforcement, and the courts within Ventura County. My theory, as to what would explain the federal govt.'s refusal to take these people to task will seem unlikely until I explain what it is based upon. Which I will begin to do right after. But here it is; I believe that the people that control local govt. in Ventura County are black-mailing the U.S. govt. by; Threatening to release information about the long term, and ongoing public health, and environmental impact that resulted from the military's decision to bury hundreds of thousands of gallons of DDT, man made chemicals, defoliants (plant killers), and every variety of petroleum distillate solvents in the sand dunes of west Oxnard in the late 1940's. What I am detailing below was part of a three and a half page story by an investigative reporter for the L.A. Times. It was published in a Sunday edition in June, or July of 2001. With five, or six "sonic resonance imagary" pictures of a toxic chemical contamination bloom in the groundwater on the Port Hueneme Naval Base. Let me explain. The Naval Base at Port Hueneme is one of ONLY three deep water ports on the west coast of the United States. And by deep water port I mean that to this very day, the largest cargo containers, and ships that are loaded with new cars from Japan can tie up right next to the dock to off-load. It was vital to our war effort against Japan during World War Two. And as it was a military port, the bulk of war materials supplies needed to re-take every South Pacific island that was occupied by Japanese soldiers, on our way to an eventual invasion of Japan was routed through this port. As we have all learned from reading, and watching documentaries that give a historical accounting of the struggle to up-root Japanese soldiers from their multitude of Pacific island strong holds, it ws a bloody, hellish struggle. Snipers hiding in the lush jungle foliage. Black clouds of Malaria bearing mosquitos. If you look at pictures of our re-taking of Guadacanal, Iwo Jima, Tarawa, Guam, etc. you will immediately notice that the islands, pretty much in their entirity have been denuded of all foiliage. This was accomplished by the use of unbelievably massive quanities of defoliants. The World War Two precursor to Agent Orange. If you do a little more in depth research into the Military's attempts to keep Malaria bearing mosquitos from decimating our troops, you can find photos, and film of our military battling massive black clouds of mosquitos with massive white clouds of DDT. Usually by towing a DDT "fogger" behind a Jeep, or truck. Through, and around the troop bases, forward camps, and their perimeters. White clouds of DDT so thick that they enveloped, and permeated every inch of every military post, or base camp secured by our troops on hundreds of islands. Usually from about an hour before sun down, until about an hour after sunrise the continuous use of these DDT foggers was the only effective way that we had to keep the number of troops suffering from malaria down to some level deemed to be acceptable. As we all know, our war with Japan ended suddenly. In August 1945. Not long after we dropped an atomic bomb on Hiroshima, and a week later, a second atomic bomb on Nagasaki. The war with Japan ended so suddenly that there was no chance to even begin initiating a "winding down" of war material supplies that were already log-jammed up at the Hueneme port, waiting for available transport. Not to mention the hundreds, if not thousands of rail road cars of war material supplies that were laden with freight, that were "in transit" to the Port of Hueneme when hostilities suddenly came to an end. Fast forward three, or four years after the war's end; Visualize thousands of 55 gallon metal drums that are filled with DDT, man made chemicals, petroleum distillate solvents. Metal drums that are arranged four barrels to a wooden pallet. And these pallets are stacked atop each other as high as the laws of gravity, and physics will allow. All of these 55 gallon drums filled with the chemicals and solvents applicable to the task of re-taking every South Pacific Island, and atoll that was occupied by the Japanese during World War Two. Now, they were no longer needed. Now they were no longer wanted. Now, imagine the degrading effects to the containment capabilities that these 55 gallon metal drums were subjected to after three or four years of around the clock exposure to the salty air, and moisture emanating from the Pacific Ocean. Lots of these metal drums began to rust, corrode, and leak. Worse, On many of these barrels now the "Listing" of what was inside these drums, that was simply stenciled on the side, or lid of each barrel had become un-readable due to rust and corrosion. The Naval Base at Port Hueneme besides being known as one of only three deep water ports on the west coast, was known for, and is still known for something else. It is the west coast home, and operational base of the Naval Construction Battalion. (SeaBees)  Their job, like the Army Corps. of Engineers is to build airstrips, roads, bridges, forward bases, troop housing, etc. from scratch. Usually in desolate, isolated locales. The Port Hueneme base commander at the time of this ever increasing toxic chemical leakage at his port facility had a much simpler, and easier two part task for the SeaBee's transport, and heavy equipment operators. He ordered that the thousands of barrels of "God knows what" that was contaminating his port's docks, and storage areas be transported to the sand dunes that were about one mile away OFF BASE. He also ordered the SeaBee's heavy equipment operators to; DIG AS MANY SLIT TRENCHES AS NECESSARY TO BURY EVERY LAST BARREL THAT HE HAD BEEN STUCK WITH BY THE WAR'S ABRUPT ENDING. In the L.A. Times article the reporter only detailed one toxic chemical contamination bloom in the groundwater. It was one that was located on the base proper. Today, the base boundaries are clearly fixed by chain link fences and barbed wire. Here are the parameters of the base boundaries today. To the west; The base extends to; South Victoria Ave. To the east; The base extends to; North Ventura Rd. To the north; The base extends to; Channel Islands Blvd. To the south; The base extends to; South Hueneme Rd. And today, on all four sides of the base boundary there are expensive homes, condos, apartments, shopping centers etc. In the late 1940's; There was no one living on the western boundary of the base. That was a totally uninhabited sand spit that was called Silver Strand. Today; That sand spit has more million dollar homes crammed next to each other, on house lots that are so ridicuously small that you wonder why anyone would even consider becoming another human equivalant of a sardine in the can. In the late 1940's; There was next to nothing above the northern base boundary. Maybe a house, or two in a rural setting. Today; There is mile after mile of expensive homes, condos, apartments, shopping centers, etc. In the late 1940's; If you were to go about a mile north of the base boundary at Channel Islands Blvd., and stayed to the left of present day Victoria Ave., you would be in the middle of the most isolated, and uninhabited area of Oxnard. There was nothing but sand dunes and sparse scrub brush. No one to complain, or even see exactly what those SeaBees were doing out there. Not that anyone would have cared back then. There was no collective environmental awareness back then. Especially if what ever it was, that who ever it was dumped somewhere wasn't on your property. And the SeaBees weren't really dumping stuff. They were burying it. But he also stated that there were 34 or more, 300 to 400 hundred yards long slit trenches that were dug into the sand down to a depth of about five feet. Which is about as deep as you can go before the ground water seepage becomes the artesian flowing of the groundwater percolating up. He also stated that he was able to find reports from the late 1940's when these drums were buried that gave the general location of about 15 of these dump sites. But that the records that would detail the location of the remaining dump sites were missing. Hundreds of thousands of gallons of DDT insecticide, herbacide, transmission fluid, degreaser, gear oil, etc. man made chemicals buried somewhere in the vicinity, and the records are lost? OR...Are they hidden? If they are hidden, here is another compelling reason as to why. Look what that isolated dump site has been turned into. Today; That entire area is now called; Sea Bridge Marina. Multi-million dollar homes. Some built on man made islands. Most of the others built upon recently dug man made channels With private docks for their private yachts. Even the condos in this exclusive environ edge close to a million dollars.    I began talking about "Toxic chemicals in the groundwater in west Oxnard" in July of 2001. When the almost one square mile of million dollar homes, high end condos, man made islands, and marina channels which make up "Sea Bridge Marina" were nothing more than artists conceptions, and blueprints. At that time, this whole area that is now Sea Bridge Marina, between Hemlock St. and Wooley Rd. that was bordered by Victoria Rd. on its east side was farm land. That grew peppers, celery, etc. And right there, you have another compelling motive as to why so many county agencies, and City of Oxnard police, and Oxnard Animal Control threw the rule of law, and my constitutionaly guarenteed civil liberties protections out the window as relates to my being framed and tried on a bogus charge. Because I was talking about "Toxic chemicals in the groundwater" literally right accross the street from all of this mega-millions wonderfullness. While the Sea Bridge Marina developers, and financiers were still in the secretive permit stage. ********************************************************************* SOMETHING IN THE WATER. I believe that it was probably twenty years or more after this massive burial of toxic chemicals in west Oxnard in the late 1940's before awareness of the damage to the environment, and dangers to public health began to be noticed, and traced back to this "injection" of poison into what in the 1950's and 60's was the towns drinking water . And it was probably several years after that before some sort of initial quantifiable public health threat analysis was undertaken. The way they keep the lid on this event, I suspect the news was much worse than just bad. What's worse than bad? I'd say something like; "Adverse public health impacts that were catostrophic" You know the scenario; elevated cancer rates; rare cancers occuring way above their normal statistical probabilities; birth defects; debilitating central nervous system disorders; neurological abnormalities; etc. Much of what can only be described as an ongoing cover-up of this toxic contamination of the groundwater in west Oxnard by the military's dumping of WWll chemicals probably harkens back to the early 1970's when someone decided that the govt. WASN'T going to "man up" and admit that there was a major problem. And by so doing, the govt. officials at that time made a conscious decision to abrogate their responsibility to protect the public's health and saftey. No one was going to be warned. No one was going to take containment, and remediation action. People were going to be allowed to contract debilitating disorders, many that resulted in lives of impaired physical, and mental abilities, agonizing pain, and early deaths. The govt. leaders of that time period intentionally denied the people the critical information that they should have been given. Why? To save money. Is part of it. To be sure. What would be the "END" cost? There was no way of telling. The cost would be an unknowable, open-ended thing for generations. To protect the reputations of individuals that "passed the buck" before. But those individuals, while they might have made mistakes only had a small facet of information that related to the early 1970's "now" emerging whole of this sorry mess. The un-willingness of most people in power to own their mistakes. Or, to even admit the possibility that previous administrative heads hadn't done their homework. And something was wrong that needed fixing. The loss of "percieved" international prestige. What ever the hell that really means. We were at the apex of our international image as competent in our usage of dangerous, materials. Be they chemical, biological, or radiological. We viewed ourselves as being incapable of "screwing the pooch" of endangering our public's saftey on such a scale. If the govt. leaders at that time did what was lawful, moral, ethical, right, and warned the public, our leaders would be embarrassed. Better to just keep quiet, and play dumb if it ever gets out. In the Old Testament, King David didn't order the betrayal, and murder of Bathsheba's husband, Uriah The Hittite because he loved her. He ordered his murder to keep the people he governed from learning that even with all that God had given him, he still coveted the small measure of joy that God had given to another. To the point of taking Uriah's wife by King's command. And ordering Uriah's murder to keep him from learning that his King had feet of clay. Leaders now, just like leaders then are almost to a man incapable of admitting mistakes. Once the decision was made to NOT WARN THE PUBLIC an ongoing protocol of denial, and dis-information is set in stone. WHY? Because the decision to; NOT WARN THE PUBLIC BECAME THE CRIME, AND THE SECRET THAT WAS 100 TIMES MORE HORRENDUS, AND DESPICABLE THAN THE INITIAL MISTAKE OF DUMPING THE CHEMICALS IN THE GROUNDWATER. The poisons in the water isn't what drives the secrecy now. The damning indictment is that people were sacraficed on the altar of political expediency, for no other reasons than money, and political embarrasment. There's the crime. A crime that will have the American people screaming; GET A ROPE! if it ever gets out before the govt. admits the truth. And I believe that control of this county's govt.'s agencies were seized by those that realized that their crimes, as bad as they were, and they are some of the worst, are none the less a mere drop inb the bucket when viewed next to the "crimes agaiunst humanity" actions of the federal govt. leaders who decided to "warn no one" of deadly dangers to the very existance of their own citizens. This is the only credible reason that I have come up with that explains not just the the FBI's refusal to investigate by court records substantiated allegations, but their alerting these criminals that I was "on to them" and attempting to have them investigated. ALSO: Having a block placed upon my getting beyond the receptionist at either the Ventura FBI branch, and the Los Angeles branch. ALSO: The TOTAL refusal of the Department of Justice-Office of the Inspector General to have ANY communication with me EVER as pertains to my formal, official complaint of civil liberties abuses by the Ventura FBI agent that alerted these crooks. If I am correct, then we have to some how get our case before the public, and quit trying to prod govt. officials into action that are too afraid of their own inconvenient, and indictable truths to do their oath sworn duty. I know that Carlo's wants to be vindicated by the truth as much, as he wants his freedom. I believe that for the truth of this lawless court to be comprehended by the public at large the family members of each of these 5 cases that I have identified just now are going to have to be contacted- and educated as to the nature of the beast that we must slay. That the only weapon that will bring down these souless creatures is the truth. The comparative truth that is existant in all five cases that I have outlined. And the only court that I see us winning in initially is; THE COURT OF PUBLIC OPINION. | ||||||||
Friday, February 26, 2010
Six cases denied justice by V.C. D.A., judges, cops.
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Glen Michael Wilson
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Glen, do you kno anything on officer Edward Baldwin form the OXPD?
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