Showing posts with label drug test. Show all posts
Showing posts with label drug test. Show all posts

Friday, January 9, 2015

The Final Battle Part IV - The Last Reach For the B***S (B)


 DAMN I'M HAVING FUN!!!


Wheeeeelllllp....today I got to invite some great folks from Methodist to our upcoming permenancy hearing....it's gonna be a whoppin' good time!  Oh...oh, and that's not all....but, I'm afraid I just have to keep secrets, we don't want any preparations for my surprises...I just can't wait for Methodist's explanation for their part, and, thanks to the motion to NUNC PRO TUNC the removal hearing (to be filed...PRETTY DAMN QUICK, we're gonna rehash the whoooooole thing, starting with that bitch...you know the one.  I can't WAIT!!


Here are just some of today's motions, including another one I can't wait for, the drug facility, and their shining faces...not just to show the judge that ALL of their testing was FALSE, but to bring DHS's drug goon on the stand, you know, TONY REED, to testify about his 2nd drug test of the father after our last hearing, just 3 days after I served the facility to appear...well, they did, but not to produce records, like they most certainly WILL at this hearing; but to, IN THEIR REVENGE OF THAT ACTION, TO TAKE AND PRODUCE ANOTHER TEST THAT THEY COULD FALSIFY in order to try and teach the father a valuable lesson in f***ing with DHS...only one problem...they provided me with MORE evidence of DHS's snake-like actions (I'm thinking those folks and Daily Mays, of former attorney fame, might just be related somehow).  So now, we can have at his happy lying ass too.  We'll see if he tries any football tackles on this defendant, as I waltz out of the courtroom to go and get our daughter...tee hee. I do declare that all of these bastards will soon be a fryin' in the winter sun...legally, of course, and, just so the administrative branch of the Polk County Sheriff's office isn't confused about my borderline threat here, thsi one means:

I....PLAN...TO .....FILE...A....LOT....OF...CHARGES...AND...BRING...SEPARATE...ACTIONS...SOOOOON...NO....PHYSICAL...HARM...IS...INTENDED...HERE....BY...THIS...DEFE...NDANT ...OR...HIS....WIFE...EITHER....

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Now comes Christopher Bruce in his motion to supress evidence, as presented by the prosecution for drug testing,  in the adjudication hearing, as well as it will be brought against us in our upcoming permanency hearing, with clear and convincing evidence for exhibit.

1.  The father has acquired two urine cups that will used as exhibits.  These two cups are used to do official drug testing at a facility that serves DHS in their efforts.

2.  Two days after this defendant did file a motion to suppress this evidence, DHS did file a report to this court, with an included version of this 2nd test, complete with an explanation for the cup that was thrown in the trash, as being a cup the tester found to be inactive, and that was thrown in the trash by the tester as well, after doing one test on the defendant.  Then, that a 2nd cup was used, and found this defendant dirty for methamphetimines.  Proof of this deceit on the part of the tester, as well as DHS, is as stated below:

a. That the defendant, who was asked by DHS to take a urine test (not ordered by this court, or its trier-of-fact, to this defendant’s best knowledge), agreed to do so without argument, even after DHS had made
it clear that all was the same as before, 1 visit a week, supervised, with the same worker, Liz still a drug user, and in need of abuse training, the father the same, as well as having mental issues.  The father, in an attempt to go along with what this court has asked, was willing to do what it took in order to accomplish this.

b. That this defendant, who had relieved himself just prior to the hearing, and this hearing only had taken 15 minutes at most, had yet to have to go again.  This defendant then drank water in order to comply with this test.

c. Once, while the defendant wandered and spoke, the tester, thinking this defendant was leaving the courthouse in order to avoid this test (even though he had willingly agreed to do it), moved to block his path so that he could not leave, as if he had the power and the right to accomplish this. This, to this defendant, proves his desire to do the test this time, as false, because if this defendant were to leave, he would have to produce another inactive cup or something else might go wrong as opposed to doing it this time.

d. That this defendant, while waiting to produce enough to take the test, did inform this tester (without his knowledge of his being the owner of the contract with DHS for drug testing until the report showed in efile this fact 2 days later) the story of the first drug test, at the facility on Merle Hay Road, to the letter, in order to deem whether this tester was more honest than the facility he had tested at for hair.  After describing the condition of the facility, this tester then claimed that he had many dealings with this facility, and knew the staff well, and that this facility looked nothing like I had described it to him.  This brought to the defendant that this was no person that the defendant could expect or trust to issue accurate and honest drug results to this court.

e. That upon this realization, the defendant declared that maybe he should inform DHS now that he would be coming up dirty in this urine test, then proceeded, after a time to provide the drug test sample.  After watching how the test was done, this defendant then inquired as to how the test worked.  The tester told the defendant of the process, and claimed that there were several tabs, each containing the name of a drug, and that they would not only move up as the drug in question was recognized, but that bars would appear in color to signify a clean or dirty for result; and finally that one or two of the tabs had already begun moving. When this defendant tried to change his view as to witness the test, the tester then turned the cup away from the defendant.

f. After the test had completed, after the related time period to this defendant of three minutes for the test to complete, the tester was asked for results, to which the tester pulled out his cell phone and took pictures, and told the defendant that DHS would hear the results first, then inform the defendant of those results. Afterwards, the tester asked the defendant to pour the sample into another container, sealed this, then asked the defendant to dispose of this test cup into the court’s bathroom trash.  The tester left, and the defendant remained at the court house, with the intention of retrieving this cup.

g. The defendant asked a member of the Polk County Sheriff’s staff to get the key to the garbage, because the defendant claimed that he had dropped something into the garbage and could not reach it to retrieve it.  The staff then procured the key from the janitor and watched as the defendant retrieved the ONLY cup in the garbage.

h. This defendant brings that DHS and this tester’s story that the tester  taken two complete samples from this defendant one right after the other, and then threw the discovered inactive cup away after a first test, then did another after discovering the first cup to be inactive is false, and that DHS and this tester have an agreement and contract to cover each other’s story, in case such a falsehood is discovered to be so in such a case. There was no 2nd sample taken from this defendant, and the testee, not the tester, threw away the cup; not because the cup was inactive as discovered by the tester, but because the inactive cup was found out by
the testee, and was, in fact, required to be trashed by the defendant.

i. After discovering that nothing showed on the cup whatsoever (no marks, and no rising tabs), this defendant did, in an effort to procure more proof needed to convince this court of this deceit, decided to go and pick the mother up from work, just to see how her drug test would come out.  The father then drove the mother to 2911 Merle Hay Rd., the very place this defendant was hoping that he would have to go to.  On the way, this defendant called Katie Gosch to leave a message on her voicemail that the results had shown clean for the father’s test, in order to flush her part in this deceit out.

j. Upon arriving at Central Iowa Family Services, this defendant told the mother to do her test, ask for a witness to this test, and to record the interaction.  The mother went inside to do her test.  Then the phone rang, and it was Katie Gosch, who informed that my test results had not come back clean, as I had told her, but that they had, once again, come up dirty for meth.  I then hung up on her, realizing that they had done this to these defendants once again, utilizing the same facility’s testing results as proof.  The father then called DHS again to inform Ms. Gosch only these words,“We’re done, no more of this BS”, we’re done here.”...and that’s it.  There was no mention of no more contact to be had between DHS and I, as claimed by Ms. Gosch.

k.  Just a moment later, the mother exited the facility with her test cup still in her hand (not on purpose), and informed me that they had denied her the right to a witness, as she had asked. I was upset, of course, thanks to the phone call from Ms. Gosch and said “Come on, we’re leaving.”  The mother had to then go back in, because she had left her purse inside.  She came out and, upon noticing that she had a cup, we decided, as we drove home, that we would attempt the test again in this unused cup, with the mother as witness to see if we had the same problem with this new cup as we did with the test cup taken from the courthouse. Upon arriving at home, the father took the new unused cup into the bathroom and filled it to the top with fresh urine, and put the cap on it.  We waited the 3 minutes the tester had waited...and discovered this 2nd cup as inactive, just like the first one.  My wife took pictures of the cup after the test had completed.  The inactive result of this test is submitted as evidence with this court, as of this date.  Later, not unlike the removal recording, we realized again that we had forgotten we had recorded this, and listened to it today, in order to see if there was anything we could use as evidence. The only voice you can clearly hear is the mother’s unfortunately, but if you listen closely, you can hear the female tester as she denies this mother her witness to the test she wants to willingly take; by stating there is only a single collector who works there, and no witness can be or will be provided to her.

l. I find it very interesting that the female tester involved with the test of the mother is surprised when she says that she wants a witness to the test, then remarks on her surprise by saying that NO ONE has ever asked for a witness to the test.

m. That with the blog post dated back on 8/14/14, named “The B&S Railroad Job, Part II - The Drug Thingymabob” posted on this defendants website, even now, describing this facility in full detail, as having, upon your entrance to it, a very large reception area with a single large desk in it, with only one person working in the entire place, with nasty shag carpet, that looks nothing like your average drug testing facility; and a side room with an ugly smaller desk in it, where this man (or woman) who works there, cuts your hair with a pair of school scissors and sends it in.  Nowhere in this facility is there another piece of furniture, or anywhere for anyone who might be waiting to take their test to sit and wait.  This defendant finds it quite interesting, then, that 5 months later, it’s been completely remodeled, again, as witnessed by both defendants, with all that this defendant witnessed and posted about back in August, gone.  Now, there’s a small waiting room with differently colored low carpet, clean, with a giant wall now separating the main area from the front, with security cameras in place and a lot of nice furniture at which you can sit and wait for your appointment in it; as well as a nice and  new professional look to it.  When this defendant had described this place to his tester, remembering he had said “over a year” as a time frame that he’d been working with the place, thought to serve a subpoena on this facility in order to gain a client list, and upon his entry to this place found it completely remodeled because of his post alone, this defendant is absolutely certain of this fact, beyond all reasonable doubt.  This, of course, gives this tester, just three days after serving them a subpoena to appear at our hearing with all of their records to present in this court, who is not only the owner of this testing facility, as well as the owner of this contract for drug testing with DHS, more than enough motive, JUST 3 DAYS AFTER THIS DEFENDANT SERVED THEM WITH A SUBPOENA TO APPEAR, appears,, NOT with their records, but to only give this defendant a drug test and find him guilty, once again, and to find this defendant and his wife dirty for the same drug with an alternate falsified test.

n. That the mother’s drug test was as the results produced, falsely positive, due to her just receiving an inhaler with Albuterol, around the time of the hair stadt test, by Primary Healthcare.  and is shown in this website, the answer provided by a professional working for the company shown in Exhibit #40-42, efiled this date, 1/9/2015.  This answer given by a website, Drugs.com (Drugs, Inc.) proves this inhaler to produce false positive for meth, as well as for amphetimines.

3.  Here, then, is the relief these defendants hereby seek with this motion:

4.  That each and every test done at this facility should be either retested at a true and legitimate testing facility, far out of the reach of the influence of the Department of Human Services, or  suppressed for all who have attended this facility.  I am advertising everywhere for others who have had their testing done here, and I have already gotten 3 recent clients in response.  More will be continuously added to the list.

5.  That the Department of Human Services owes an apology to Elizabeth Bruce, and that her need for drug testing, drug assessment, as well as drug abuse training be rescinded by this court.  Slander and Libel charges shall be filed against this Department, post haste.

6.  That all accusations of the alleged drug use, as well as her recommendations be stricken from all court records.

7.  That drug testing, in the form of Urine testing, be ordered to be done on this father again, by another facility far out of reach of the influence of the Department of Human Services, post haste, and, pending these results, that the relief sought in paragraph 5 and 6 of this motion be repeated for this father.

S/ Christopher Bruce
CHRISTOPHER BRUCE

We also took a minute to file the recording for all to hear, and the drug result pictures and the other drug cup fished from the trash, then, tomorrow, we are going to file the motions, NUNC PRO TUNC, for ALL of our hearings to be reheard, and put appropriately in place for the Writ of Mondamus soon to follow the appeal to the permanency...matter of fact, just as soon as I walk out the door of the courtroom.  All of this will delay things JUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUST LONG ENOUGH to make room for all of this defendants little aces, that he's been a savin'....and a savin.....and a savin' up for this upcoming Writ.

DAMN I'm having fun!!  What I wouldn't give to be a fly on the wall, however, when our beloved DA, Stephanie Brown, and Judgy William A Price Esquire see THIS ONE, to be filed...wellll....NOW!!

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From what I've heard?  Judgy Price doesn't like losing Either....lol.  I really and truly, wish I could see his face, when he sees this, and pending his decision to WILLINGLY and GLADLY recuse this case..well, shoot, I wish I could say the words...but I just can't do it.  Here then, is the motion that will turn these people on their respective behinds.  Enjoy Judgy!  All my love Stephanie Brown....you little mynx you  ;)

Toodles!

(SORRY....this motion is still in the process of being edited, and will be posted for your viewing pleasure A.S.A.P.)

Wednesday, August 6, 2014

The B&S RAILROAD JOB, PART II - The Drug Thingymabob

http://blog.al.com/stantis/2007/06/al_railroad_crossing_gun_it.html


OK America...I'm afraid I have to lie to you again.  See, I swore to you, not all that long ago, that, aside from our court war for adjudication on September 12, the Year of our Lord, 2014, that I wouldn't post another thing that concerned my personal life in this blog.  Well, I'm afraid that something so ridiculous has happened today, that I'm just going to have to break that promise.  Let it be also known that the horrific nature of this out and out falsehood is so gigantic and so much an attempt to shut me up, that you will not be sorry when I break that promise, I swear it.

A week ago, I was court-ordered finally (and, as this would be the only way that I would do what DHS asked me to do) to do a hair follicle drug test.  My wife, who gave of her hair immediately after they took the baby, was told that the drug testing center took too much fake hair along with her real hair and too much of it was in the test envelope to come back with good results, so hers would have to be done again. Around the time we were told about that, it was around the time that, we were both court-ordered to do a test that would yield results, either negative or positive, and for what, if positive.  What happened next will amaze and nauseate even the most staunch supporter of DHS and their absolute necessity, when it comes to the safety of our children.  Please, if you will, read on.

First of all, if this place we went to is someone that the state trusts to do this hair follicle drug test on a regular basis (and I know that it's a regular basis, because one of the two friends I referred to that had also been done in by DHS had me give her rides to this place...so I knew full well where it was located) then tell me how it is, on a black woman with fake hair woven into braids (which were OBVIOUSLY differently colored), whose real hair is 10 times longer than mine, and whose braids have been growing out for almost two months, messes up getting enough real hair to do an accurate test?  We'll get back to that.

So now I've been ordered.  OK, I'll play the game, see where we end up.  So, since this is my first hair follicle test EVER, I walk into this place, named something something family services (family services my ass), on Merle Hay Road, fully expecting to see a fully functional drug testing facility of the higher order.  I mean, it should be...these people are to be responsible for the fate of families in Des Moines and all over Iowa, right?  Now I've done urine drug testing so many times, it hurts to talk about it.  Many a job has required that I visit these places, and, of course, have come back with more than shining results, 100% of the time.  In other words, when you're sent to these places, and you know where you're going and for what, you see what you expect.  A pseudo-sterile place with gloves and urine cups, and signs over the toilet that tell you not to flush when you pee.

Imagine my surprise, then, to walk into the "office"....well, let's just say I've seen apartments in the hood that looked more sterile than this place.  The SHAG CARPET in this place looked as though it had not been vacuumed in months, and a lone desk graced the "reception area""...A huge front room that boasted a beat up reception style desk with a man sitting at it.  There was no multi-line phone, no receptionist, no file cabinets, no nothing.  Not even a magazine pile, or a chair to sit in even if there were magazines to read.  Just this desk and the guy sitting at it.  There were maybe 3 or 4 forms, un-filled out sitting on the desk, along with a pair of purple grade school-style scissors sitting next to them, along with a pen and a pad of paper.  He was the only person in the place; and after greeting me at the door, he then asked that I come into another office, just off to the side.  It soon became apparent to me that this was a little on the weird and irregular side.  I quickly thought to myself..."This is the place they do drug tests?"...My wife agreed with that when I brought it up to her as being her first thought as well.

He gave me one look (as the receptionist) and said..."I'm gonna have to butcher you to get enough hair for this".  I appreciated his professional nature a whole lot more after this statement.

Then, he picked up the school scissors and bade me follow him into his now mock office/laboratory, where he proceeded to massacre the back of my head for hair.  He snipped off quite a bit, told me it was noticeable, then placed the waiting hair into an envelope.  It would be nearly 7 long days before I discovered what our obvious results would be.  Clean, green and a testament to our drug-free environment.

What happened next about sent me to the hospital emergency room.  Her "bff", Nikki, sent to us by DHS to be the mother's new best friend (someone who had been brain-washed and railroaded by DHS as well at some point in her life, someone I immediately informed my wife she should not ever trust with even one detail of our personal life), informed us that the results had come back....and were not good.  My wife called me with the good news.

We both showed positive for meth use.  Oh, and Amphetamines too.  Evidently they weren't getting far enough with calling it a single drug, they had to split it up to make it two, obviously because they were having trouble making just one stick...who knows.  Crazier still, they show her as coming up 2x as dirty as I do.  I tested barely dirty.  They show dirty after 500 somethings, I came up at 558.  She came up at 850.

Now, I told you America...I told you that it was somewhere around just a little possible that I MIGHT show positive for SOMETHING....the chances should have been around the 10% mark.  But LIZ????  Meth?? The girl practically died (for real) when she took a hit of pot once some 5 years ago.  She had to go to the hospital.  Before that?  She'd never even tried it, not even once in her entire life.  Me?  You're lucky to find 2 aspirin in my hands.  ELIZABETH = METH?  Totally, absolutely, without question...a major falsification, and outright bold-faced fairy tale.  I had to teach her how to drink a mixed drink for chrissakes!!!!

I"m afraid that this is truly on now America.  Call ME what you wanna, I can take it.  Call my wife a drug user, and I'm afraid you got nothing but pain coming your way for the rest of your days.  DHS?  IT'S ON MF!!  You and me?  We're going places.  Right up the hill...to the supreme court and beyond.  I will not rest until this absolute travesty is exposed, and I get to pick your office's dead carcass off the road.  Emily?  Your job is most certainly and absolutely still in dire risk.  Might as well make your retirement plans now, you will be fired, re-located....SOMETHING.  I will write congressmen until I get my way; they'll know me by name and cringe at every letter and email they receive concerning that name.  I promise that they'll be happy about term limits...and if there aren't any, well, then they'll wish they'd chosen another profession.  I will not sleep until everyone who had anything to do with this case is at home forever watching movies and ice cream and remembering how good they had it, once.

Please, everyone.  Remember and know this, that this will be the last and final DHS snow job to ever be he seen in this country, after I win.  No more will that name strike fear in the hearts of families across the nation.  I will be your personal advocate.  I will be the first to stand in the face of this oppressive branch of our Government, and they shall know my name.  Or I'll die a-tryin'.  Works for me.  I DARE you to make a martyr of me.  Bring it baby!!  I'll be fully armed, soon enough.  The days of tyranny are now OVER!!

You wanna try again?  Let ME choose our drug tester, and you get urine and urine ONLY, as stated in our Iowa State code, that you are ONLY to get this.  I don't trust you as far as I can throw you.  Hell, I'll gladly drop (at your expense, not mine) 30x a day.  Hell, I got nothing to do in my life but jump through your hoops anyway.  You already lied on the stand about coercing my wife to sign your already filled out paper, you will NOT get me to roll over on command, no matter how hard you push.  I'm unemployed baby, I got NOTHING BUT TIME TO FIGHT YOU!!

FOR ALL MY LOCAL READERS:

THE DHS BARBECUE, PART II, WILL TAKE PLACE IN THE POLK COUNTY COURTHOUSE AT 8:30 A.M., SEPTEMBER 12, 2014; AND WILL LAST THE ENTIRE DAY...MAYBE AS WELL AS THE DAY  FOLLOWING.  COME ONE AND COME ALL, HEADS WILL SURELY ROLL, AND JOBS WILL BE HAD.  COME WATCH THE GIANT FALL, AND NORMALCY WILL PREVAIL.  MORE DETAILS WILL ASSUREDLY FOLLOW.

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P.S. - yeah, Jacque...you laugh now.  Wait, for your turn comes later.