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   From: no@class.baseball   
      
   This is how baseball has handled their potentially explosive situation   
   over the years --   
      
   They have bought people off, especially the collegiate "generation Xers",   
   with jobs.   
      
   Middle class college-educated white people have connections.  They use them.   
      
   They call on their old professors, their dad's friends.   
      
   All the people I went to college with have clout in one way or another.   
      
   They read the papers and think I'm doing okay.   
      
   I cut ties with the Northwestern people a long time ago, because I could   
   see that I had nothing in common with  them - they were allowed to make   
   money, get married, have babies.   
      
   Not so for the little white trash Martin Luther King disaster girl, the REAL   
   witness.   
      
   They get to benefit from white privilege and still feel liberal.   
      
   So fuck the Lookingglass.   
      
   I suffered a murder attempt because Larry perceived some sort of connection   
   between me and them.  Fuck them, they make so much fucking money and   
   they never bothered to wonder.  If you're comfortable enough, you'll forget   
   all the pain.   
      
   And their daddies and bosses get them lawyers and shit, and they're all getting   
   apologized to and compensated.   
      
   I hate Northwestern.  I cut ties with  the privileged and mighty white   
   Northwestern   
   people a long time ago.   
      
   I got a notice from unemployment - it runs out very soon.  After that,   
   perhaps I   
   will pull a disappearing act to get noticed in the media.   
      
   I love how these privileged white bitches are going to baseball and Hollywood   
   squealing about me when this horrible shit is happening.  I haven't talked to   
   those people for fifteen years or more.   
      
   This is OUR PROBLEM.  It's a south suburban thing - Northwestern graduates with   
   their jobs, their daddies, their connections, should butt the fuck out.   
      
   I've complained all over the net about the MOB MURDER ATTEMPT and its   
   consequences, and no one gives a shit.   
      
   Fuck baseball, they're cultivated to listen to the middle class college daddies   
   girls.  These girls are stepping all over me and always have.  They don't even   
   know what "acting white" means.  They think you can "act white" and   
   vote democrat,   
   and still get into heaven.   
      
   That arranged car crash happened in March 2005.  The so-called "white   
   knight" wasn't   
   there when they choked me in a north side hospital in December of 2004.   
    He wasn't   
   there when they tried to kill me at the end of March 2005.  He wasn't   
   there when a notorious   
   murder suspect chased me down a darkened flight of stairs in April of 2005.   
      
   He wasn't there when I lost my job, when I was mocked on a message   
   board for talking   
   about an OBVIOUS murder attempt, etc.   
      
   He has nothing in common with me.  He will not get custody of our son,   
   nor will I share   
   it.  I want financial compensation for all rapes and abuses and   
   rip-offs, or I will   
   manipulate the media even more - even pulling a disappearing act or seeking   
   political asylum in Canada.   
      
   The suits in baseball like to reward the skinny pampered Northwestern girls,   
   who were not the ones who were terrorized back in the early 1970s.   
      
   I'm tired of waiting for a Christmas that never comes.  It's been   
   nearly three years of   
   an utter nightmare, a murderous nightmare, and still no one wants to   
   apologize or   
   bail me out.  So much for the caring "father" of "our son".  I'll see   
   to it that he'll never   
   see him.   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)