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| 701 E. 8th Street, S.F., S.D. |
Hey America, and welcome back - to my own, and on-going personal Hell.
I have gotten to the point where I suppose it matters not if the criminals in my case(s) know where I am. I'm out of state, meaning that they have no more power over me or anything I do (not that they ever did to begin with). I don't completely rule out that they might not use this newly discovered information to once again attempt something crooked and off the books...don't think I don't imagine that the Des Moines Mafia King, Polk County Attorney John P. Sarcone, has a brother who might just be the mayor of Sioux Falls, S.D. (he already has one crook brother who runs a law firm in the Des Moines area...so it's not that inconceivable that he doesn't have more than one, or a sister someplace). Even if he doesn't, I'm sure this wouldn't stop him from calling the local law enforcement to tell more lies to them, like he did all of the FBI offices in a 1000 mile radius, a couple years back. I say, do your worst Johnny boy. Add more to the pile. The summons you'll soon be answering in federal court will already reveal more than what I need to put you away...or at least oust you from your high horse in Polk County. They gotta find me first, right?
As to mine other enemies out there...you know who you are...in particular, the idiot "That1Lurker", who fruitlessly attempts to push my buttons (they've been pushed to their limits by a lot better'n you, and I'm still here, and ever shall be) by commenting...privately no less...on each...and every thing I post, I'm not too worried bout you either. I've ruled out Jeanne and Mark (neither of these are too intelligent, nor could they even begin to push even a corner of even one of my buttons with any fortune), which pretty much only leaves one of 2 enemies. I'm gonna say it's....none other than Foggy Fogbow or Jack(ie) Karlson, since these are the only two of the idiot enemies I have left standing that have no life, and nothing better to do than try to get my goat. Neither of these people are smart enough to worry me, nor are either of them particularly close...so knowing where I am for them will do pretty much...zip. Again...they gotta find me first.
That said, and in case you haven't figured it out for yourselves, I am in Sioux Falls South Dakota. Which, of course, brings me up to date, as well as brings us to today's subject, a place where I was forced to lay my head for a few days when I first got here, The Union..."Gospel" mission.
Now, before I get started, I feel it's important to praise all the good places and people that I encountered FIRST...BEFORE the nightmare to follow. Since I was forcibly chased out of the Union, I then stayed a few nights at the Bishop Dudley...I found out quickly that it wasn't as bad...in fact, tons better than I had imagined it to be, and 2 tons better than the Union. The people who worked there were polite, kind and helpful. They didn't preach, there was no mandatory church to attend, and you could do pretty much anything you wanted to do until lights out...Hell, after lights out too. After lights out, if you wanted to have a middle of the night smoke, this was allowed. Finally, showers could be taken anytime you chose.
Also worthy of my praise is a place called "The Banquet.", the local free eatery, that feeds the homeless for miles about. The place sports a fine meal...on time, every time, for breakfast, dinner, and one weekend lunch. After eating here, everything else offered elsewhere pales quickly. The ambiance is homey, the people are your classic "Here...let me get the door for you" helpful, sweet, "I want to contribute to the community" types. If it were an actual restaurant? I'd give it 5 stars, no hesitation.
The first thing I should have figured out about the Union was that this just wasn't the place for me...but time was fleeting, and the bags I brought with me were getting heavy, and the other local place, the Bishop Dudley, made you take all you had with you every day. The Union Gospel Mission, on the other hand, gave you a locker to put your belongings in, that you could leave. Fair enough...and believe me, the ONLY reason anyone would reasonably select to stay, considering its other glaring red marks.
The first red mark? You were FORCED to take a shower from 4-7 p.m. Not forced to take a shower...that I could understand...between 4-7 p.m. was the problem. 100 men, all taking showers together at the same time, sometimes in the absence of hot water. Smart. Never mind that I just took one this morning...or right before I checked in...or like to take one in the morning...if I don't take a shower in this time frame? I'm out.
2nd, because of its "Gospel" status, you were forced to endure a NIGHTLY...yes, that's 7 NIGHTLIES...chapel, where, because you wanted to eat dinner (at 8:30 p.m,) and stay here, you had to first endure a nightly parade of various religious circus acts from various churches in the area (we literally had a Christian Country Karaoke guy one night, who was evidently so old he no longer knew he didn't sing very well...no joke). All of these guest pastors believed, evidently, that there was such a good turnout...because everyone was there by choice (one actually commented on the good turnout, obviously not knowing that everyone HAD to be there to eat and stay overnight). At the door to the chapel, a staff member stands ready with a clipboard to make sure that all staying guests are in attendance (what's your bed number??). After forcing the "Message of God" down the throats of those in attendance, you're finally allowed to eat. Then? It's off to bed young man, since bedtime is 10 p.m.
You are then FORCED to sleep until it's time for them to wake you up. That's 5:55 a.m. Monday-Friday...and 6:55 a.m. Saturday and Sunday. What do I mean by forced? If you get up for any reason except to a. Go to work, or b. Go to the bathroom...you're out. The average sleep time for the average American male? 5-7 hours. Get up before that without good purpose, and you're out in the cold.
The other wonderful portion of the "Gospel" moniker will be discussed shortly, and concerns a man who deserves national attention, as the most un-Christian-like Christian ever to grace a mission door, "Deacon" Don (this is his self-given title...not anyone else's)
The guy who runs the place, Fran, is a guy I've never met as yet, so I can't say much about the man, except that I'm not, certainly, the only person who has complained about "Deacon" Don, nor, I'm sure, will I be the last...but the guy has, in a sense I suppose, "met" me, through a letter that I will soon share with you. Leave it to me to only be here a week and start a new micro-war in another state, so soon...right?
Anyway, let's begin with Don's version of the mission of the Union Mission. There's only three words for this mission according to Don..."To Glorify God". Not to help the helpless...not to help people find God...just, simply, to glorify God. That's it.
Now, from what I'm told (from Don anyway), this man is a man of God...a leader, as he says...but as we peer closer, there are things about Don that I've heard too much to ignore. For one, he is, allegedly, a conceal and carry "Deacon" of the mission. Strapped to the side of his hip, where no man can see, Deacon Don...carries a 9mm handgun. Sorry? A leader of men, a preacher, a deacon...CONCEALING AND CARRYING IN A HOMELESS MISSION?? I don't care if it is private property...Hell, I don't care if murders occur nightly, since when did this become a norm in a city the size of Sioux Falls (164,000...slightly smaller than Des Moines, where NO one in ANY kind of shelter carries a handgun), in a gospel mission??? Around women...and CHILDREN?? And the director must know this! There's 2 points off for his character, right off the cuff!
Now, I'm not going to bore you with commentary about what this man did, then make you read it again in the letter...but I will post the letter I wrote to the director directly after my more than voluntary "eviction" from their property (probably the best thing to happen to me this entire week). Here you go, just to show you the condition of our world today...and to show you that some con artists (this one believes that God provides him with the means to judge mankind) are better than others (keep in mind, this is BEFORE I discovered he was a Gunslinger):
"Dear Fran,
As the director of a "Gospel Mission", I feel it's important that you be made aware of what actions a certain employee of yours considers "Glorification to God" and "Ensuring that our clients are living in a safe environment."
Please try to read past this paragraph, as the rest of this letter is, indeed, quite enlightening, where this man is concerned. I'm not sure how much you are aware of what your employees do when you're not there, but "Don" ("Hair-Trigger Don", we've recently dubbed him) is a Napoleanistic self-righteous, judgmental hypocrite who believes that God has endowed him with heavenly powers previously believed to only be in the Father's realm.
It began when I met him. I jokingly sidled up to him and said "You must be hair-trigger Don...I've heard about you." Now, unless I'm not aware of it, I don't believe that God has recently put a ban on good humor of late, not even the ill-times kind, but, after a moment of complete surprise, he asked "Why would you call me that?" I told him because I'd heard that he calls the police on the clients on a hair trigger, to which he replied "I like to be sure that our clients enjoy a safe environment here", as I'm sure that you all do.
However, in the week that I stayed at your mission, Don has, on some days, called the police on clients as many as 3 times a shift, on just about every day I stayed there. I'm certain that none other of your employees could possibly boast these kinds of numbers. There's safe...and there's ridiculous. There are Godly employees...and there are paranoid control freaks.
This man, then, proceeded to accost me at least 3-4 times a shift, going out of his way to point out all that he felt that I was doing wrong. Once, I'm not kidding, he got on me for writing my name too large in my spot on the duty sheet. On another occasion, because I had picked off a piece of a Hershey bar on the way to my seat in the chapel, he went out of his way to point out to me that there was no snacking in the chapel. I won't bore you with any more of the hundreds of things I "did wrong"; I'll only say that this man acts like a boorish tyrant, and this is echoed in the words of not only the clients, but in the words of his fellow employees as well.
Finally, today, the man put me out of your mission. I said the word "Ass" in his general vicinity (in a literal context, mind you). He then drug me into the office of the mission (where he was supposed to be working), closed the door and the window to the office, and proceeded to preach to me for well over an hour. He ignored other clients who wished to check in, or who wanted to do their duties, or wanted to ask questions, talked to me in a judgmental, narcissistic and condescending manner, and refused to let me leave until he was finished with me. I was only allowed to speak once (for around 10 minutes), after which he was right back on me again. Finally, after an hour of this, I asked to leave (I had things I needed to get done), and was told that I could NOT leave, until he was finished.
During this "sermon" (for this was pretty much what it was), he continuously slandered other Christians in our country, claiming that the majority of them were fakers, and not really saved. Others, who he said did not believe as he did, were doomed to Hell. Finally, (the one that finally caused me to walk out), "Deacon Don" told me that God himself had given him the power to judge mankind, and those who entered his realm. This was after I challenged him on his ability to judge whether what others believed was right and good, or wrong and damning, and stating that God was the final judge of this. That did it for me. I walked out of his office, and gathered up my things, leaving more than willingly. He then TOLD me to leave (I was, of course, already), then threatened to call the police on me if I continued to act unruly (I wasn't acting unruly at all). After I had gathered my things, I was followed by Don all the way down the stairs, all the way out the door. He then proceeded to watch me to ensure that I did, in fact, leave, like I was a child.
First sir, I am not an unintelligent man. I am 56 years old, and I've been around the world and the block more times than I care to admit. I was raised by a minister in a Christian home, and I've read the Bible cover to cover 4 or better times, all before I was 18. I am 5 years college educated, and have studied 4 other religions. I did not come to your mission to be "preached" to or taught in the ways of "Deacon Don", nor did I come to you sporting the usual homeless issue. I am not a felon, a druggie, or an alcoholic, or any of the usual things that cause a person to be homeless (the demographic is changing, I'm sure you're noticing). I chose to come to your mission for only one reason...because you do not charge for the use of your lockers. That's it. I don't need to be saved, generally, or for real (Don dared to insinuate and accuse me of not really being saved.) I am quite saved, thank you very much.
If you could have heard what this man said to me, as he blatantly waved off all who dared interrupt his sermon to me, you would have blanched too, I'm sure. "Deacon Don" informed me, in his sermon to me, that the purpose of the Union mission is to "glorify God." Helping people get a leg up, he said, was "incidental"...a benefit. Tell me, how is removing more clients from the property by calling the police on those you mean to minister to, and help find the Lord, more than all the other of your fellow employees combined, helping your clients find and glorify God? Isn't it quite enough that you force those who stay at your mission to attend a DAILY chapel, but now they are forcibly inclined to attend the chapel of "Deacon Don" as well, whenever he deems it necessary, and for however long it is that he feels it should take for him to get out what he has to say? Isn't the purpose of any such like mission to do God's work? If this is God's work, then, by example, I'd say that's not the work for me. I think you'd be surprised that the reason for your turnover is hardly because people leave by choice, but rather because they're all chased off by your "Deacon" for ridiculously unimportant reasons, to be put out in the cold for not following the God-given authority of "Deacon Don" (his words, on the authority.)
This man expects immediate and unconditional respect from his clients, yet treats everyone like children, then calls the police on those people he doesn't like, or who don't follow his God-given authority to the letter, all the while presenting himself as someone who "only ties his wagon to the children of the light (his words exactly), and refuses to acknowledge that he is connected to, directly, those who are, indeed, from the very darkness he claims he has opted to shun. When I tried to point out to him that he was surrounded by and serving (and preaching to) those of the "darkness" as a supposed missionary, he became upset with me and made it clear that he was no longer associated with those sorts of people. He kept claiming, that if I had been born again (of course, insinuating AGAIN that I was NOT), I would understand all that he was saying. This man is not serving you at your mission, or anyone else, for that matter. He can only be harming it, and others, by working there.
I wish to have nothing more to do with you, or your "mission", but I would like an apology. Not from you. From Lord Don. I am going to give you 48 hours to have him do so. After this time, if I have not heard from Lord Don, I am going to write a blog article about you, Don, and the Union "Gospel" Mission. Is this some hobby blog, where I've had a whole 500 views from local fans? Hardly. My blog is nationally and internationally read, and has 30,000 views, just in the last 5 months. After finishing this article, I will post it as the FEATURE article, and leave it there for a full year. I will then post this article to every Sioux Falls related group on the internet, send it to the elected officials of Sioux Falls, your primary newspaper, and to every local church. After I finish with your mission, within a year, your mission could, quite possibly, be all a distant and unpleasant memory. This is hardly a threat...it's a promise. You can find this blog at:
http://themightyswordamericasdeadlysins.blogspot.com
or you can just simply Google "America's Deadly Sins." I come up the entire first page of results.
After I get my apology, I would like to see Lord Don removed from working at your mission...not because it would make me happy, but so that others will not have to endure his hypocrisy, and can get on with their lives, feeling truly blessed by God, as well as being truly helped by your mission. These people, in their individual situations, don't need someone getting on them about every little silly thing they do...they need your help, don't they? Some, even, though I realize this is hard to believe...have other more important things to worry about and to do with their lives than having to listen to "Deacon Don" blow hot air about what he only seems to believe, and force his beliefs on others, under threat of Hell. That, my friend, should be your mission...salvation by example...not under threat of eviction into the cold, should your clients refuse to bend to Lord Don's authority.
I have a social security card coming to your address. I have put my current address on this letter for a dual purpose, so you'll have the address I am going to be staying at from now on (and, if you do not forward this to me when it arrives to the address stated, I will sue your mission for federal mail tampering,) and 2nd, to show you that I have no fear of any reprisal you may take concerning this promise I've made to you. The state I just came from jailed me for a year for also exercising my right to free speech, and now 24 elected officials and more are involved in a Federal civil lawsuit, sporting 16 Federal code violations against me and my family, including judges, lawyers, detectives and more. Nothing you could do, using the police here, concerning this promise I've made you, would net me anything more than a charge of simple harassment, and would cost me no more than maybe 30 days in jail...at which time (if I have not done so already), I will continue to fulfill my promise to you anyway. Just because I have a full-scale war going on with one state, doesn't mean I have no time to start another war in another state, so do what you feel you must. It will only temporarily slow me down, and will not deter me from MY mission in any way.
Thank you for your time. You can have the Lord Don reach me at XXX-XXX-XXXX, anytime.
Christopher The Living Man/The Mighty Sword"
Well, since you folks are indeed reading this, it should be obvious that "Deacon Don" did not call and apologize, the director of the Union Mission evidently does not care, or, I'm guessing, may have never received his copy of the letter (I also left a copy of it to Don, on the same day). This concerns me not...and, as promised, the article is up, and copies are being sent to all I promised to send them to. Oh...and Don? If you're reading this? Go ahead...make my day. Make yer move...punk! As others have done in the past, you messed with the wrong sheep. Christopher don't play. :D
"Dear Fran,
As the director of a "Gospel Mission", I feel it's important that you be made aware of what actions a certain employee of yours considers "Glorification to God" and "Ensuring that our clients are living in a safe environment."
Please try to read past this paragraph, as the rest of this letter is, indeed, quite enlightening, where this man is concerned. I'm not sure how much you are aware of what your employees do when you're not there, but "Don" ("Hair-Trigger Don", we've recently dubbed him) is a Napoleanistic self-righteous, judgmental hypocrite who believes that God has endowed him with heavenly powers previously believed to only be in the Father's realm.
It began when I met him. I jokingly sidled up to him and said "You must be hair-trigger Don...I've heard about you." Now, unless I'm not aware of it, I don't believe that God has recently put a ban on good humor of late, not even the ill-times kind, but, after a moment of complete surprise, he asked "Why would you call me that?" I told him because I'd heard that he calls the police on the clients on a hair trigger, to which he replied "I like to be sure that our clients enjoy a safe environment here", as I'm sure that you all do.
However, in the week that I stayed at your mission, Don has, on some days, called the police on clients as many as 3 times a shift, on just about every day I stayed there. I'm certain that none other of your employees could possibly boast these kinds of numbers. There's safe...and there's ridiculous. There are Godly employees...and there are paranoid control freaks.
This man, then, proceeded to accost me at least 3-4 times a shift, going out of his way to point out all that he felt that I was doing wrong. Once, I'm not kidding, he got on me for writing my name too large in my spot on the duty sheet. On another occasion, because I had picked off a piece of a Hershey bar on the way to my seat in the chapel, he went out of his way to point out to me that there was no snacking in the chapel. I won't bore you with any more of the hundreds of things I "did wrong"; I'll only say that this man acts like a boorish tyrant, and this is echoed in the words of not only the clients, but in the words of his fellow employees as well.
Finally, today, the man put me out of your mission. I said the word "Ass" in his general vicinity (in a literal context, mind you). He then drug me into the office of the mission (where he was supposed to be working), closed the door and the window to the office, and proceeded to preach to me for well over an hour. He ignored other clients who wished to check in, or who wanted to do their duties, or wanted to ask questions, talked to me in a judgmental, narcissistic and condescending manner, and refused to let me leave until he was finished with me. I was only allowed to speak once (for around 10 minutes), after which he was right back on me again. Finally, after an hour of this, I asked to leave (I had things I needed to get done), and was told that I could NOT leave, until he was finished.
During this "sermon" (for this was pretty much what it was), he continuously slandered other Christians in our country, claiming that the majority of them were fakers, and not really saved. Others, who he said did not believe as he did, were doomed to Hell. Finally, (the one that finally caused me to walk out), "Deacon Don" told me that God himself had given him the power to judge mankind, and those who entered his realm. This was after I challenged him on his ability to judge whether what others believed was right and good, or wrong and damning, and stating that God was the final judge of this. That did it for me. I walked out of his office, and gathered up my things, leaving more than willingly. He then TOLD me to leave (I was, of course, already), then threatened to call the police on me if I continued to act unruly (I wasn't acting unruly at all). After I had gathered my things, I was followed by Don all the way down the stairs, all the way out the door. He then proceeded to watch me to ensure that I did, in fact, leave, like I was a child.
First sir, I am not an unintelligent man. I am 56 years old, and I've been around the world and the block more times than I care to admit. I was raised by a minister in a Christian home, and I've read the Bible cover to cover 4 or better times, all before I was 18. I am 5 years college educated, and have studied 4 other religions. I did not come to your mission to be "preached" to or taught in the ways of "Deacon Don", nor did I come to you sporting the usual homeless issue. I am not a felon, a druggie, or an alcoholic, or any of the usual things that cause a person to be homeless (the demographic is changing, I'm sure you're noticing). I chose to come to your mission for only one reason...because you do not charge for the use of your lockers. That's it. I don't need to be saved, generally, or for real (Don dared to insinuate and accuse me of not really being saved.) I am quite saved, thank you very much.
If you could have heard what this man said to me, as he blatantly waved off all who dared interrupt his sermon to me, you would have blanched too, I'm sure. "Deacon Don" informed me, in his sermon to me, that the purpose of the Union mission is to "glorify God." Helping people get a leg up, he said, was "incidental"...a benefit. Tell me, how is removing more clients from the property by calling the police on those you mean to minister to, and help find the Lord, more than all the other of your fellow employees combined, helping your clients find and glorify God? Isn't it quite enough that you force those who stay at your mission to attend a DAILY chapel, but now they are forcibly inclined to attend the chapel of "Deacon Don" as well, whenever he deems it necessary, and for however long it is that he feels it should take for him to get out what he has to say? Isn't the purpose of any such like mission to do God's work? If this is God's work, then, by example, I'd say that's not the work for me. I think you'd be surprised that the reason for your turnover is hardly because people leave by choice, but rather because they're all chased off by your "Deacon" for ridiculously unimportant reasons, to be put out in the cold for not following the God-given authority of "Deacon Don" (his words, on the authority.)
This man expects immediate and unconditional respect from his clients, yet treats everyone like children, then calls the police on those people he doesn't like, or who don't follow his God-given authority to the letter, all the while presenting himself as someone who "only ties his wagon to the children of the light (his words exactly), and refuses to acknowledge that he is connected to, directly, those who are, indeed, from the very darkness he claims he has opted to shun. When I tried to point out to him that he was surrounded by and serving (and preaching to) those of the "darkness" as a supposed missionary, he became upset with me and made it clear that he was no longer associated with those sorts of people. He kept claiming, that if I had been born again (of course, insinuating AGAIN that I was NOT), I would understand all that he was saying. This man is not serving you at your mission, or anyone else, for that matter. He can only be harming it, and others, by working there.
I wish to have nothing more to do with you, or your "mission", but I would like an apology. Not from you. From Lord Don. I am going to give you 48 hours to have him do so. After this time, if I have not heard from Lord Don, I am going to write a blog article about you, Don, and the Union "Gospel" Mission. Is this some hobby blog, where I've had a whole 500 views from local fans? Hardly. My blog is nationally and internationally read, and has 30,000 views, just in the last 5 months. After finishing this article, I will post it as the FEATURE article, and leave it there for a full year. I will then post this article to every Sioux Falls related group on the internet, send it to the elected officials of Sioux Falls, your primary newspaper, and to every local church. After I finish with your mission, within a year, your mission could, quite possibly, be all a distant and unpleasant memory. This is hardly a threat...it's a promise. You can find this blog at:
http://themightyswordamericasdeadlysins.blogspot.com
or you can just simply Google "America's Deadly Sins." I come up the entire first page of results.
After I get my apology, I would like to see Lord Don removed from working at your mission...not because it would make me happy, but so that others will not have to endure his hypocrisy, and can get on with their lives, feeling truly blessed by God, as well as being truly helped by your mission. These people, in their individual situations, don't need someone getting on them about every little silly thing they do...they need your help, don't they? Some, even, though I realize this is hard to believe...have other more important things to worry about and to do with their lives than having to listen to "Deacon Don" blow hot air about what he only seems to believe, and force his beliefs on others, under threat of Hell. That, my friend, should be your mission...salvation by example...not under threat of eviction into the cold, should your clients refuse to bend to Lord Don's authority.
I have a social security card coming to your address. I have put my current address on this letter for a dual purpose, so you'll have the address I am going to be staying at from now on (and, if you do not forward this to me when it arrives to the address stated, I will sue your mission for federal mail tampering,) and 2nd, to show you that I have no fear of any reprisal you may take concerning this promise I've made to you. The state I just came from jailed me for a year for also exercising my right to free speech, and now 24 elected officials and more are involved in a Federal civil lawsuit, sporting 16 Federal code violations against me and my family, including judges, lawyers, detectives and more. Nothing you could do, using the police here, concerning this promise I've made you, would net me anything more than a charge of simple harassment, and would cost me no more than maybe 30 days in jail...at which time (if I have not done so already), I will continue to fulfill my promise to you anyway. Just because I have a full-scale war going on with one state, doesn't mean I have no time to start another war in another state, so do what you feel you must. It will only temporarily slow me down, and will not deter me from MY mission in any way.
Thank you for your time. You can have the Lord Don reach me at XXX-XXX-XXXX, anytime.
Christopher The Living Man/The Mighty Sword"
Well, since you folks are indeed reading this, it should be obvious that "Deacon Don" did not call and apologize, the director of the Union Mission evidently does not care, or, I'm guessing, may have never received his copy of the letter (I also left a copy of it to Don, on the same day). This concerns me not...and, as promised, the article is up, and copies are being sent to all I promised to send them to. Oh...and Don? If you're reading this? Go ahead...make my day. Make yer move...punk! As others have done in the past, you messed with the wrong sheep. Christopher don't play. :D
