Grocery Store Tricks

Tell me something ladies, when your man goes to the grocery store, stays gone for a half an hour and comes back with a loaf of bread and a six pack of beer, you don't question it. You think he just went out for some beer, because you just bought a loaf of bread the other day. He just thought to be courteous to the house. You didn't think he could be having an affair. He was only gone 3o-minutes, and he made the trip to the grocery store, he got the bread and beer. He couldn't have been with a woman, it takes longer than that to get off; right? Well, he could have picked up a prostitute, went out to his car and got off and drove home. They do it at Meijer, Wal-Mart and Kroger. Only Kroger has a team of women that patrol the stores to shuffle the women out, whenever they enter the store. They don't know who I am, and try to intimidate me to leave the store and I never leave the store. I just keep on shopping like I don't even notice them. Whole Foods have a group of women that keep watch, too. See, I remember that episode of "Happy Days", when The Fonz" tries to teach Richie how to find a date in the grocery store and he ends up crashing his cart into shoppers carts he thought was attractive. Well, today there is not hitting carts. It is a for sure thing most of the time.

Remember LaRosa Market on Orchard Lake, by the railroad tracks as it split off for the left hand split into Middlebelt? Yeah, in 2002, I discovered their link to prostitution, before I had been to jail in 2010. I was living on Myra at the time and got a weekly circular. They would have the best sales on pop and lunch meat, and it was a shorter ride than Walmart, and I would go there to get whatever sale beat Walmart's. When men started following me to the store and the guy who worked there started stopping and holding long conversations I got nervous. One day, this man I had seen at the gym with "my man" working out, followed me through the store. When I got to the check-out, he got behind me without a cart. As I as I unloaded my cart, he reached into my cart and handed me my cheese. I gave him a funny look, but smiled, because I remembered him from the gym. I continued unloading my stuff on the belt paid and left. He looked stunned as I paid him no mind after relieving him of my cheese. Another great deal 2/$5, Kraft Singles, 24 count. He was White, and I found out from my time at OCJ, White men love Black women. "My man" just has "The courage of his convictions". That man, I guess he was a cop that bought sex at LaRosa's. He had gotten close to "my man" to be the one to have to break the news to him that I was a prostitute. I was just saving some money. I had no idea that it was a whorehouse, probably because I'm not a whore. I saw old classmates, an old classmates mother and just hookers in the store to feel me out. I just got my few things and went out. I even had women checking me out for sex!

" Even now, the b*lld*gging female police try to tell him that I'm not the one for him. They only see me from a law enforcement point of view. When they get off work, they hang with other cops and the people in their all White neighborhoods. they only see us as thugs and prostitutes. Like I can only see female law enforcement as authoritative dykes. The problem is our environment leads our thinking. Oakland County female deputies especially. They lead female of all creeds and colors into gay activites and prostitution. They don't have my education, never wrote a book or kept a man for 24 years. All they see is color, and that's sad. When you only got your job, because of your color and a racket, you tend to think of life through the same foggy glasses. They believe they are better than me. How dare "my man" pick me over them? Remember what I said, before, choosing them would be choosing a third person in their bed. That ain't right!

"Judge not, that you be not judged. For with what judgment you judge, you will be judged; and with the measure you use, it will be measured back to you." This teaching from Jesus advises against condemning, hypocritical, or harsh judgment, warning that the same standard used on others will be applied by God to oneself. John: 7:1-2

They Not Like Us: The Kelly Breen Trafficking Bill

This is Tucker Cipriano, today I went to a coffee hour for a State Represenative who isn't my State Representative Brenda Carter. Her name is Kelly Breen. She has a bill in the House that she can't get passed, because her leader doesn't like her. That threw up a major red flag, because why aren't you making friends that can help you? Why are you taking up the lead on such an important legislation if you will have a problem getting it passed? She even said in a statement "If she has a gavel." I asked her does that means a promotion, she said it meant if she'll be a representative after the next election. I unserstanding because she's fake and is simply going through the motions, 1, 2, 3. If she really cared about what goes on with sex trafficking in Michigan, she would want to hear what I had to say, instead of me having to blurt out statements anytime I get a chance. A White retired Wayne County Sheriff Captain pulled out his badge and laid it on the table. I told him I love the police, my fiance is the police and he looks like you. He looked at me in shock and I waited for a reaction from the other four people in the room. Representative Breen picked up her phone and sent a text. I remember when I told Jackson the patrol cop in Auburn Hills that I was Lesley as in Uggams, you know the Black attress that married the White business man. His eyes got wide, too.

There was another White man there, large in the belly. He cringed everytime I said prostititute. It seems that a man built like him would have indulged in a prostitue more than once or twice. He sat down with authority and said he was a lawyer. I looked at him and wanted to let him know my uncle was an attorney and if he was trying to tell us he's a crook? I decided to wait and see if they would all introduce themselves. Sure enough the other White man, a gentleman, introduced himself and the woman seated to my left at the end of the table. She smelled of female sexual parts and I sumized she was gay. It didn't bother me. Since they all knew I was coming, I wondered if she was hitting on me, had bad hygiene or just wanted me to know. I know what it smells like after dealing with so many in the State Corrections Facility, State Mental Health System and County Jail. It's not specific to Michigan, because Todd Christly just told a story about a gay female warden at a Federal prison he was in. It's harder to tell if men are gay. I digress...

I never stopped, and brought up the killing spree of Tucker Cipriano. He was let out early from the Oakland County Jail (OCJ). He then went back to Farmington Hills, where his family lived and killed his father, mamed his brother and scared his mother half-way to death. Being the tried and true monster that he is, he spared his little sister's life. He's an Oakland County prostitute. I knew it when he they said he was released early from OCJ on the news. I've told you more than once they sell men in the clinic, too. They are not exempt, because men who are gay love pretty boys like Cipriano, and that guy who beat his girlfriend last year. I explained that judges give lighter sentences to those who prostitute in the jail. I have women in drive thru's that don't like me. They don't want to go to prison. They want it to stay the same. She said her bill will expunge the records of the people that commit crimes while being trafficked. That's when I explained in Oakland County judges give lighter sentences. There is nothing to be expunged. People in these suburbs are afraid they will be the victim of an Oakland County prostitutes let out early.

I told them I had gotten angry with Carolyn Clifford for doing that interview with the two women/girls at Vista Maria. They claimed living there was good. Breen asked me what if that was their story. I wanted to ask her if she was questioning my experience. I know I woke up to an FSA looking through my stuff looking through my stuff looking for my locker key. I don't know how many times I sat in the dayroom waiting for the supervisor to come with the master key, in my pajamas. Some people just go long, to get along. I was punish a lot. Most people can't take that kind of stuff. I did it because there would be a better day. My "man" hand dragged me into his world having faith I could do it. He'd sat in class in high school and listened to me take on our teacher. He had faith in me, but now I have to have faith in me. I can't say I was undercover, because I wasn't. They all knew who I was and what I was about. I had no training or anything. I just would walk in and be myself. I had plenty of help, however, but what I did on Friday took a lot of nerve. I tell you, it was a bit much. Without being asked to flat leave I was asked to leve several times. When I finally took the message and began putting on my jacket, I called the women I had been incarcerated with "My Girls". I said Larry Nassar girls were vindicated, they talk about Epstein's girls everyday, but my girls get nothing because they are drug addicts and prostitutes. I still got nothing...

Well, I got set-up to run into a black Ram pick up on the freeway. I don't think that counts. God is good...

Sunny: A poem for Momma...

Sunny

I love you, Momma!

With all that we’ve been through,

I give thanks to you.

My whole wide world.

I’ll always be your little girl.

You gave life to me.

I will always see.

That you are watching over me.

We had our times, Good, bad, you were in front of my mind.

Through thick and thin,

Nothing was as good as your ham hocks and greens.

We shared a bed until I was thirteen

A good-hearted person, and a close friend.

Woe is me if you could only see, Homeless at the same time.

Always together and for that,

I’ll love you forever.

I was your love boat, zerburts on your thighs,

Life is so fleeting.

I thought you’d be with me all the time.

Momma, I’m not going to lie,

I’ll miss you,

And sometimes I’ll cry and cry and cry.

I know, however, heaven is much, much better for you.

It’s for people like you loyal and true.

I wish we could always be together.

Sunshine, Sunny.

Sometimes it’s going to rain.

You know, stormy weather?

I thought it was forever, but life brings so much pain.

I’ll see you, Momma where the ocean meets the sand.

I love you Momma and that won’t ever change.

-Lesley

February 1, 2026

Mixed Race Protest: Oakland County Racist Female Judges Pt. I

First Time

My last blog about the Somali people didn't get many views. It seems that maybe I should be more kind to people living for equality in America. Maybe, becaue I'm Black living in America? Well, let me tell you who I really am. I'm a Black woman who spent four (4) years in prison for writing a White man seven (7) love letters. My record has been ruined, because I am in love with a White man. I have never threatened this man or made any kind of moves towards him in any way. I would really be crazy to do that. He carries a 9mm and I carry a pen. The He-Man woman at the gym, a White woman tried to get me on how many times I came to the gym. Didn't work. I worked and was a student. I didn't have time for the gym, and eventually stopped going. In order to try to make himself look good, he hired a friend of his, an acquaintence of mine to budge me back to the gym. She was interested in him, and at some point he was interested in her and she did him a favor. Classes changed, hours changed and again I started missing sessions at the gym. The big He-Man b*tch stopped rushing to sign me in, because my interested as they hoped I'd be. It had been August since I had been to to the gym, when I was arrested for stalking him, October 2, 2002. They came knocking at my door bothering my mother. When I went to my mother's house that day, after work, not to the gym, I took off to the gym to ask him what it was all about. When I got there, however, I got this feeling in my gut. I took off back to my apartment and the feeling I had got easy. I went to the police station and was arrested for stalking him the next day. I didn't even know what stalking was, and Waterman didn't believe I had did it and sent me home on a personal bond. They had to get me circuit court and no other judge would do it, so they gave it to Boweman, the only White man on the bench at that time. Thomas, Brown and Waterman were the only other men on the bench at the time and they were all Black. Neither of them would bound me over, it had to be Leo Boweman. He became the only male involved in prostitution on the bench in circuit court and the only Black person involved in prostitution on the court. He is featured to the far left on this picture.

I sat in the police station the entire afternoon and evening. My hair was done and I had on a nice outfit, but I was being called a stalker. What is a stalker, I kept asking myself? Then I remembered, my sister had said I was stalking a guy I used to sleep with about 12-years before. I didn't think I was doing that. I would drive by his house to see if he was there, and one time got his phone shut off, but that was all in fun. Stalkers kill people, follow people to work and kill them. His sister was a cop, if she thought that, I would have been in jail years ago, and he used to follow me to the club I used to hang out at. He wasn't any better himself and my sisters were over for a visit, they saw him creeping around my house one night. Everyone wants to be so special, more special than they are, but I am special. I moved on from him and on to the next guy. I'm glad that this isn't a fairytale. because no one came to rescue me. The first White woman I met was Colleen O'Brien. She changed my charge from stalking to aggravated stalking. My good for nothing lawyer did object to the upgrade. He said that I should be punished for my indescretion. Given a few days in jail, 30-days even, but she was changing my crime to a crime that could mean prison time. She quietly said, "I know." No, I know she is a "Pimping Judge". Moreover she liked my so-called victim and doing him a favor. Everytime he went on the witness stand to lie, he would tap the bench where she was seated and give her cooperative nod. They were playing on the same team. I wonder sometimes if they weren't having sex. It was obvious to me that she was on some kind of drugs, so sleeping with a young police detective from her docket wouldn't be so far fetched. He was headed to a seat to lie on me and about me. He wasn't the greatest guy in the world, either.

I ended up breaking the rules a couple of times and my good for nothing lawyer, Bill Cataldo, told me to just stay out of trouble. when I didn't go back to get my tether put back on. I was arrested by US Marshals at school thre (3) months later and handcuffed with my back against a short wall. White women in my class were mad at me. I just couldn't bring myself to admit something was wrong. This is the 00's. People couldn't still be that racist that they are putting us in prison for being involved in a inter-racial relationship, and a White man is calling a Black woman crazy for loving him to appease a judge and a prosecutor. Well, he did and it worked. When I found guilty for violating my probation, when I was found guilty in a bench trial, I went to prison. I only got one chance. Those women sent me up, always only one chance for me. I knew a woman who was a prostitute that couldn't make it home from jail without harassing her victim. I've been out of jail 18-years, because they can't get me to prostitute, they are still trying to get me on a stalking case or whatever man I have a relationship with. Especially my 24-year so-called victim. They set me up with this politician, who finally made it to office. He thinks they're going to save him from me. I'm not the only skeleton in his closet. How can they save him, when they can't save themselves. One of his corrupt allies has already been fired. They got me good giving me White lawyers. Men who are hen-pecked by their mates. Most White men will do anything their counter-partner says. Plus, those women run the courts. How will you get another case, when you've gone against one of them? Oakland County is the biggest "pick me" county in Michigan. That means lawyers get dressed, sit in a courtroom, and when a smart criminal fires their lousy attorney, you sit and wait for the judge to "pick me"!

I never did that, because my lawyer, Bill Cataldo, was old and smart. He was so smart, he tricked me into having a "bench" trial. That means the judge would be my jury. I asked him, "Does she like Black people?" She can't use your race against you. Who can stop her. Not only did she hate Black people, she loved cops more than she hated Black folk. My so-called victim was a rookie-detective on the Pontiac police force. She wanted him to win. See, the real story is my brother had just been convicted of conspiracy. That new drug law. He and six of his friend got 20-years a piece. The idea that the two of us were talking, scared this detective, Paul McDougal, who used to beat my best friend from "00" to "04", when he finally beat her so bad she left and went back to Detroit. Not until She she came me to show me the final beating. One day when she was back at home, he started to beat her again and she uttered the words, "I showed..." She did right, he stopped. But when I started writing my so-called victim, he got scared. When my victim got scared he gave the letters to his high-yellow Sergeant who McDougal, color struck, would eat 10 miles of her sh*t, got the letters and took them to the Prosecutor, Denise Brainard. A woman that worked with me at Gantos. This means that not only did McDougal had no business bringing a case against me, but neither did Denise. She was a thief when she worked at Gantos, and probably a thief, now. They are everywhere, she knew me from working at Sears, and me blocking the stealing going on there then and at that time. I had quit however, but they don't care those people are vicious.

Samuel's sons, Joel (firstborn) and Abijah (second), were appointed as judges over Israel in Beersheba by their elderly father, as described in 1 Samuel 8. Contrary to Samuel's righteous life, they were corrupt, greedy, accepted bribes, and perverted justice. Their misconduct directly led the elders of Israel to demand a king.

An Open Letter to Mike Bouchard

Hey Mike,

That's not you Mike, but that's who they will compare you to; Jerry Epstien. They say he had the largest sex trafficking operation in America. They are wrong. You have the biggest sex trafficking operation in the US, and I won't stop telling folk about it until I get my man, my money and a peace of mind I went out for the first time in three (3) and was baraged with all your messages. The people that have access to my home, with video and audio let a sheriff's van know I was on my way out. I had already told my sister via text that I was going out. I guess they just sat and waited for me to get ready. I saw old friends at the store. Peoplfrom my old days when I worked amongst your thieves. Because for as long as this has been happening, you've been sheriff. It started I was about 25 years old. I had come off a stint where a doctor's secretary told me, I was having a baby, and I wasn't. It took me about three (3) years to get over that. My cousin picked me up from the hole I was in and got me a job at Sears. I met a bunch of your people there, got jobs at other places when I was snatched out of my job there. Namely, Sports Authority where I met one of your deputies, who is probably a captain by now, Scott Erickson. I mention him, because the ATF probably knows by now that he stole firearms from Sports Authority and sold them at gun shows and flea markets in Southeastern Michigan. He got out of that and went to work at the Oakland County Sheriff's Department, at least until all the guns were gone.

I met a woman in the nineties named Patricia Sanchez. She had just had twins with Paul McDougal, who worked for Budweiser at the time. If you have parties and events with Budweiser sponsor ship, McDougal is the reason why. He got a job with the Pontiac Police Department (PPD), and didn't want to take Patricia with him, and beat her so bad, she left him. I was sad, because she was my friend through my tough times, and I was hers through Paul. He was a monster. I hear he was fired from OCSD and that was a sweet move, but it's not enough to get you off the hook. See, you inherited me from McDougal's mistake. He and the corrupt Oakland County system sent me to prison for something I didn't do. Four years I spent in a place I never should have been. You can meet anyone on the street and they would never believe I'd been in prison. When I got out, McDougal wouldn't leave me alone, because his scheme didn't work. I wasn't "turned out", I was still the same. When I went to tell on him, when I got out, Val Gross said I was stalking him. That was the same lie he had concoted about Steve Witt, six years before. I have never stalked a man. I've never had to. I've done at least 10 years in jail/prison for a crime I wouldn't ever have to commit. We've met twice, both times you thought I was pretty. Remember, you laughed me, becaue I was smart and asked all the right questions. Revernd Jones held a forum at his church, Welcome, for you. Let's not get into that or him in this correspondence. You wanted Pontiac so bad and you got and along with it, you got me; Surprise!

I went to jail shortly after my conversation with you at Welcome. I had an awful time in jail, but the deputies keeping me isolated in asingle cell has help me appreciate being alone. I don't read as much. probably because I have television on the outs, but everywhere I go theirs a so-called confidential informant watching me or giving me a hard time. It's been 15 years and they won't let me go. I bet 'em. Every one of them. I was intimadted, sleep deprived or harassed to make me a prostitue. I simply won't be that. I can't do that. My goal was to get out of your jail without some strange man putting his ependage in my mouth, and my God I made it. I wrote a book about it, too! I called JELL: Atrue story. I survived, because that's what survivors. This summer they tried to put me through hell to make me a prostitute. they still have my State taxes held up. I didn't know I could draw Unemployment, until July, when it was Aril when I dicovered it. They blame it all on my address chane. They just elected Eugene Hawkins, a Black man as Mayor of Auburn Hills. Y'all trying to blame the whorehouses on him. I'll never let you do that, Mike! Those 23 whorehouses are yours, not Eugene Hawkins. Y'all think you slick. White folk are the biggest criminals in Michigan. You know it and you know it. Tell them to keep their hands of my money, stop following me wherever I go, you need to ask the 6th Circuit Court to stop putting fake PPO's out on me, an tell them to please stop trying to make me a prostitute!

They got me thrown out my house, and you see where Cynthia Walker is. She was the judge on my landlord-tenant case. I put a charge on her with the Jucial Tenure Commission (JTC), amongst other things. They take your mail out the box. I assume you tell them to, because that's breaking Federal law. "The King is far off." That's you Mike. You got men running your jail and they're running a whorehouse out of it and your out taking pictures with Cocker Spaniels. You're uninform, misled, and run amuck! That McCabe, whose wife is Irene on that ABC report on that last blog. Kept OCSD White, I spent time in OCJ, them dudes are dumb as rocks most of them are and the ones who are highly-intelligent Don't get promoted. They promote people who will help them in the racket and that ain't fair.They don't like you Mike. You're not fit to be sheriff as far as they're concerned. I think those people are so made at you! I don't thin your going to make. You have delagated too much, Mike, far too much, You are helping to destroy youe own administration. Those men and women being pimped are looking for a pay-day. You need to stop being a mascot and start being Leadr. You saw Kash Patel out there in his gear. Don't just be a talking-head, be a cop. Get it right, before it's too late or while your still there.

Lesley

The Bible records that "the Lord had humbled Judah because of Ahaz king of Israel, for he had promoted wickedness in Judah and had been most unfaithful to the Lord" (2 Chronicles 28:19).

This Boy and his Mother's actions in OCJ will surprise you!

Now about those men and women in your jail? Somebody might speak those same words about you. I know I will never be the same for spending time in OCJ. Did you read my book? You know men and women who prostituted in the jail have been murdered, what about those kids living in filth? You will have a lot to answer for.

Dre Day

This is Andre Ewing. This is who Mike Bouchard is going to try and blame all his pimping woes on. When the truth is that the men running the prostitution ring are all White. The men running the Oakland County Sheriff's Department all are White. The women that they pimp out of the jail are a mix of shades, colors and nationalities. If you've read my book, know that the women in that book are not all Black women. Yet, the men running them are mostly White men. It's exactly the make up of the Oakland County workforce. Only they cheat on test and get people in there they want and then promote them at will. That's why I had people who helped me in there. You have a whole bunch of privileged White men and women, angry, because they are being left behind in assignments, that help you get promotions, on promotions that you are being left out of, because of the process, that leads to disgruntle workers that help the FBI bring you down. You see, I would lie in my bed and wait to see who makes the first round, and I would know how my day, afternoon and night would go. We all did, because every inmate had their favorite deputy. I told my uncle that he would have a more agreeable son, after he did his ferderal bid. With the officers, deputies and people watching over you, you never know what your going to get, and must always proceed with caution. Oakland County Sheriffs are no different. Plus, most of them feel they have privilege from being a part of the racket or just for being White. You got to check what combination of attitude you're getting in a day. Certain people are just plain ole mean, some don't care for their jobs and others are trying to move up the ladder, quicker than the others.

I can just imagine Major Ewing being a Black man went up the ladder the right way. There was a group od deputies that got in under Frank Russell's reign, God rest his soul, he did his best. Those who were chosen, because they were his friends or lived around the corner. That door closed quickly and many of those were the last to be hired in a Black cluster the way they were. Many Blacks who work there got a pretty good test score and can move up faster than others. Most are quiet and somewhat submissive. They can take the kind of subliminal racism you get in the North. Major Ewing is one of those types. He doesn't have to say anything if it's not necessary. He weighs in his mind, first, if he needs to say something about a situation or event. Most of the time his conclusion is that words aren't needed in this particular situation. Day-before-yesterday, I heard his voice, him speaking, in very lengthy sentences. He was defending his integrity. People were saying that he should do more about those children being left in filth and garbage on Francis street. He told the news there were only selected steps the police can take in these matters. One, a welfare check, as in Kelli Bryants case or someone calling the police to come out. He can't just have deputies go knocking on doors and asking, "Are there kids living here in filth and squalor here?" We must agree that 90% of police work is done after a crime has already been committed. It would be impossible to know when or if a crime is going to be committed. A Personal Protection Order (PPO) is one way the justice system tries to halt a crime before it is committed. We know that men and women are still being victimized, assaulted and murdered by their spouses. So, why is Major Ewing on television defending his job and actions in this crime? Where is CPS? They are the ones that dropped the ball. Due to what I said in my last blog, Mike is in deep mess, and he needs someone to blame for the greed, racketeering and crimes of his deputies. These crimes of squalor and cat-doo are happening in Pontiac. We'll blame Ewing for it all! I say, "God forbid", we can't blame an innocent man, when crimes like these are not preventable!

I lived in a unit with Jennifer Kookula in 2008. I will make you remember her. She was the young mother that killed her daughters while in a psychotic break. She is schzophrenic. Her children were beloved in her trailer park community. In fact, her family sent pictures of the kid's bench the people of the trailer park community made in honor of the girls, just inside the entry to the park. Jennifer killed those two girls while in a psychotic state and the cat and hung the cat up in the closet. Not one time did I hear anyone call for the police to be punished in that case. Jennifer is pretty messed up. She needs to be on her medicine at all times. With people like her constant supervision is needed. A phone call everyday and a phone call every night, but who knew? After she murders those two little girls, her family became very attentive to her needs. Sending her money to buy TV's and a walkman and stuff in prison. It was too late then. Nobody ever blamed the police, the people in the trailer park, but they did blame her family. I can say they needed to check on her, instead of being ashamed of her condition. I can tell you how sick Jennifer is. People like her, can break out of the hold of their medication and become psychotic regardless. Even if they never miss a dose of medication. She cried for five days while in the Residential Treatment Program (RTP). This is the unit you go to when they can't trust you'll go to MED call, because they can't trust what you'll do if you don't get your medication. I mean she cried and cried. A deep bellowing cry that came from the bottom of her soul, and she did it from Thursday evening, until Monday morning when the doctor got in. I lived right next to the "Observation Room" they put her in. I was so mad, because I couldn't get any sleep! Who knew she would do that? Nobody knew she would murder her girls. Who can blame anyone for her crimes; Nobody. Just like Major Ewing can't be blamed for a woman's irresponsible acts. That is unless we find out she was engaging in sex acts for money for members of the Oakland County Sheriff's Department (OCSD). Then we can blame the OCSD and Mike. I believe she was and I believe they are trying to make Major Ewing their scapegoat. I can tell you this, Ewing isn't prostituting anyone from the jail's clinic. Black folk know better.

Major Ewing is not a fool. I know three that are, but Major Ewing isn't one of them. I thought that they put him in the position, because a Black community should be looked over by a Black man. It's not that. Out of the communities run by OCSD only Pontiac is given a "bum wrap". "They", meaning White folk, look out for each other. They are family. Ole Mike wanted Pontiac so bad. A place to dump all his trash and help the rest of Oakland County stay clean, the White parts. Don't get me wrong, we do commit crimes, but no more than any other Black community in America. Remember, there are more of you than us! Mike looks out for his fellow White family, and that's why prostitution has taken over Oakland County, drugs and stealing. The Trustee Pod is full of pretty White girls from the suburbs. They get ice everyday, Hot Food on a regular, have sex with the deputies and smoke crack at will. Garry Jackson had no business going to prison for something they do, everyday. Honestly, I don't believe that story! They have sex parties in the gym every last pay of the month. so, they can party with their "free check". Now, Payne has taken the show on the road. Instead of just having Lisa to sing, "Me so horny", they have a fleet of Asian women working massage parlors across Oakland County. they have expanded horizonally, and have sex spots all across Oakland County and now we know Washtenaw, county, too. Unless they just lied to put prostitution on their lap, too. You got to watch, "White Cracker Bread", hiding their sins behind Black folk! Mike took a car from a drug bust and made it the "Sheriff's" car. You know they say that cops and criminals are very much alike. That's why Mike wanted that car, he's a King Pin. Running the biggest criminal Enteprise in Michigan and trying to blame it on Black folk. I'm shaking my head. Good Luck, Major Ewing...and God Bless you.

Bouchard is turning drug dealers cars into his own, Mike Bouchard needs to see about them women and men being used and abused; Investigate...

Ecclesiastes 7:25 Source: https://bible.knowing-jesus.com/Ecclesiastes/7/25

He has the words for him when they ask him how OCSD could have prevent the Oxford shooting.