Cover-up after cover-up after cover-up.

Sep 01, 2014 23:29



um lied to The Doctors so that I would be locked up. That's on record.

I was able to prove said Doctors rigged the records, so they were clearly helping mum for some insane reason. And I lost my legs. And The Hell's Angels got away with it.
Now we have a Police Inspector in Croydon deliberately sabotaging my case to protect a bunch of scrotey Biker types in town. Who also tried to force me to leave the area ( like The Hell's Angels did ).

Why the hell did a Police Inspector throw away his pension on this?

Why on earth did mum destroy her relationship with her son on this?

What the hell are these silly old idiots doing? What on earth have they got themselves mixed up in?

If it's not me ( and it's bloody obvious it's not ) it must be them. This can't just be Goth Bashing surely? Or can it?

It would not be the first time the smart kid has been beaten up in the playground. And it would not be the first time a parent has lied to hide an addiction problem. So how on earth did this get this big? Why do I have to defend myself/ my home from the good guys AS WELL AS the bad guys?

Yours,

Utterly Bemused of Selsdon.

PS: If they had put crack in the water then I would have gone mad as well, so it can't be that.

PPS: You don't beat the shit out of the innocent victim unless you are into some mega-dodgy shit. And it's been done to me twice now. What the hell is going on?

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