One Flew Over The Recorder's Office

[curt]

One saying has turned out to be true, through and through : one thing leads to another.

I was combing the web for specifics as I came across an article that mentions Arizona's
Pinal County Sheriff Paul Babeu. Babeu has re-opened investigations into the shooting of
one of his Deputies just outside of Casa Grande....which just happens to be my old
home town. Reading the article, I wasn't surprised with Babeu's move as I thought the
investigation was still on-going. Any hoo, Babeu says he didn't submit the Deupty's shirt
to whatever organisation it is that Sheriffs submit shirts to under the by laws of such
investigations. Whatever. So now Babeu has re-opened the case and sent the t-shirt off
to have it inspected so he can clear his Deputy's name, once and for all.

I don't know about you but I think this could backfire and blow up in Babeu's face. Something
tells me the Deputy is telling the truth when he says he was shot at. I sure hope he's as
honest as he looks. Pinal County has had it's fair share of scandals as I'll tellyaz in the
next few lines. Another one and the place could go even further down the road to pot.

So there I am lookin' into the above mentioned story as I came across Babeu's website:

http://www.sheriffpaul.com/

I started to read the article on the front page there when a name just jumped out and
smacked me. The name sounded very familiar when I came across it a few days ago
while checking on-line records for deeds on my parent's properties out yonder. No friggin
wonder, thinks the kid. It's the very same person I contacted way back when just before
Dubya was (s)elected. The name is Laura Dean-Lytle. Pinal County Recorder.

Back then, I sent my absentee ballot to Laura's office where it, along with all the other
absentee ballots was tossed in a yellow plastic box (I'm just guessing but I think that's
exactly how Laura described it) and left untouched until after the election. I was wondering
if my ballot was counted so I got in touch with Laura and asked about it. Now get this, this
is exactly what I was told : "absentee ballots are only opened in case of a very close tie".
Boom! I almost fell over dead. So what did I go to all that trouble for? Anyway, to make
a boring story real short, that was THE one time I voted. At least I tried, right?

Oh, and the real big story somehow slipped past me a few years after my run-in with Laura
and the yellow plastic box full of useless trash. By the way, it took Laura a few days to even
locate the box. I imagined the Recorder's office being very very messy. No, can't be. My
guess is that Laura has been through the routine a number of times and she knows the
box gets full, waits till after the election and is then emptied. No work at all .............
UNLESS some full blown idiot calls you up and asks if his ballot arrived safely...in the
yellow platic box in the broom closet or wherever.

No, it gets worse. Believe me. This next part ties Babeu with Dean-Lytle and it sheds
a lot of ugly light on the County. And guess what. No, I'm not gonna tell you about that
just now. The case is open and on-going. It has to do with Lytle's office but not with her
directly. Okay, so Babeu has this article up on his webpage and Lytle is mentioned in it.
Go there to read it. I don't want to get in any trouble for breaking any copyright laws.
The scoop is, Lytle hired her daughter's on-off-on boyfriend right after he got out of prison.
the dude was in charge of scanning documents like deeds or something like that.....oh,
and applications for absentee ballots etc. Loads of personal info went through this guys hands
on a daily basis. So he decides to grab up a stack of docs and take em home with him.
He then sells them to someone who pays cash. Cash comes in handy when you and
your girlfriend are hooked on meth. Oops. His girlfriend, hooked on meth? Laura said that,
not me. Read for yourself : http://tinyurl.com/342vqfg

Holy fuck!

[BO]

Holy Fuck is what you exclaim when you realize people like Lytle are as common as chick-weed. Of course it's always a bitch when your own personal issue is at stake, and you come to realize that the law is a hoax in Deadwood.

Speaking of fraud...have you been following the recent foreclosure fraud thingy? Even the usual fraudsters are aghast at the level fraudulent activity. Is it jealousy? Or are they just pissed because they missed out on all those juicy profits.

I'm not sure anything is working in this country anymore.

[pan]

Alan Grayson explains foreclosure fraud crisis


Fortunately our mortgage is through our Credit Union and they can not sell our loan without our approval. We just re-did our loan at 3.75% interest - no points - now we are looking at 15 years rather than 28 more at a savings of over $125K in interest.

[BO]

3.75 and no points. Wow. I need to get off my ass...

[waldopaper]

this is what's playing wall-to-wall here in dominionist krakkkerland:


...and i wonder about the few dozen of us here with working bullshit detectors... how do they keep from yakking coffee chowder into their lap? that screeching alarm in the brain blows the bicuspids tight into the aft port and leaves only the nostril fountain when the bile's a-boilin'. o' course we have no "representation" in this district since chikken-noodleboy trundled his wee willie off the puppet stage. But Mike (R-Dickhead) in the in klownland next door will do to keep the bullet-heads biting.

meanwhile, the bankos borrow a page from the "credit card" fustercluck and "sell" the "debt" (that they just fabricated) to "forclosure-mills" aka "collection agencies" like Letters of Marque, Goober Nation is rising up to "take our country back."

Sidebar: what if "911" were investigated (and covered) as thoroughly as the "JonBenet Ramsey case?"

Really looking forward to Jerry's Kids' political discourse and their Amerikkkan Idle "election."

[BO]

How do republicans manage to make their hair look like it came off of a Ken Doll? Not a hair out of place even while the gale-force winds of socialism blow through.

But besides that, what can you do but laugh yer ass off at the idiocracy that now defines our culture? I say, let's get the party started. I'm gettin' bored with all the name calling and shit. I wanna see some bullets fly...

[waldopaper]

Pence definitely has the prerequisite hair. As opposed to noodleboy possum-died-on-his-head-years-ago, Penso-cola is the "traditional values" boy straight from krakkerland who handed soodle-noodle the pink-slip. Best of all... he doesn't have to rely 100% on cereal-box "theology." Thanks to the neofeudalist Supremes, he's got a fuckload o moolah to produce world-class cinematic jizzle like this... with the lyrics OBVIOUSLY carefully parsed to make the little krakker noodles give the fascist salute in their polyester golf-pants pup-tents... sparky barky ballpark franks and all.

The Wonkettes marvel that he makes no sense. But he DOES... to the krakkkerland kluks. "In a new land under God's Grace..." c'mon. Koat the planet with yer fatboy frito spooge... GOD says it's Okey-Dokey. Seriously... watch out for this krazy fuck and the Pence-Palin "dream ticket." Ye'll git plenty o flyin bullets allright... comin' atcha.

The kops don't want nobody but them to have any thunder... therefore the armed redneks is problematic. Ah- but turn them both loose on the brownfolk, and they'll both be happy as pigzinshit wipin' out da ghetto and roundin up messikans. The kops can deal with the hukkaboys later in their own Long-Knives Night. WE ain't gonna have a mumblin prayer until it gets down to shanks and garden forks. By then, the population will be somewhat "thinned."

Without some major public works, we'll get bullets aplenty.

The weasel bourgeois like the ones Curt writes about will be busy snitching on both sides for some rock and a glass of pizz. If the worst-case comes true, said weasels will become roadside decorations... Spartacus-style. Helluva way to end yer twilight years, sezzeye, sneakin thru da weeds in the stench of such low-hanging fruit.

Long fukkin way from the Summer of Love, eh?