I just posted a blog about my troubles trying to get into a shelter in Pontiac, and about how I'm not welcome. A woman on Facebook read it and asked if my stories were true. I told her off; of course. Then I thought about it and my story is quite unbelievable. I surprised that no one has asked that same question years ago. I had to assure her that it is real and it is my life. I put emphasis on how I'm living it, everyday. I decided to share my SUV registration, and maybe she won't believe this either. It is absorbed and I don't believe that people actually think they can get away with such foolishness. I don't believe it myself, because I've been in contact with the Attorney General and given her lawyer my correspondence with almost everyone that I have been in contact with for the last five years. I've decided that the dirty law enforcement people just think they are untouchable. They've been doing what they do so long, they don't believe that anyone will do anything to them and that no one cares one bit about me. Mainly, because I'm just this Black woman from a poor background and no one has ever stood up for someone like me before. I really don't know why they do what they do, but I have another incredible story to tell.
Every year you have to renew your registration. I do it, because it's the law. In August, I got a brand new credit card, I went on the Secretary of State website and filled out the application to renew my registration. At that time, it was $138. I got a notification that I didn't have insurance. Well, I know I have insurance, because my man pays it. He would never have me driving around without it, because I could kill someone or get into a horrible accident. We never know when an accident will occur, and that's why it's an accident. Since I don't have ready access to him, I don't not have my proof. I had to go get my airbag replaced on a recall, and got a rental car. The man at Enterprise, a shady car rental establishment, ask me about insurance and if I could brandish proof. I explained to him that I could not. Since September 2014, the Secretary of State, car dealers and the police can run a LIEN on your license plate and find out if you have insurance, and I don't need proof for a traffic stop or to get my tab at the SOS. People versus Mazzie, a case in Michigan in 2018 made it possible for the police to stop you for not having insurance, if they run your plate and find out you do not have insurance. Mazzie is about illegal drugs and searching a vehicle during a traffic stop. Mazzie claimed that it was illegal to stop and search a car on a "no insurance" violation.
A lower-court judge, probably one on "the take", sided with Mazzie. The Prosecutor, however, took it to a higher court and had the decision overturned. After two other attempts to register my car, I just gave up. All the thieves at Walmart, Meijer, Hollywood Market and The Dollar Tree were informed by the crooked law enforcement that I would not be in October 1st. I thought that I didn't insurance, because I didn't have access to my boyfriend and the State is not giving me a registration. That is true, I do not have a green sticker on my car. About two weeks ago, I got a letter from USAA asking me about where I wanted to send my "Insurance Dividend". I was shocked, because I wasn't aware who held my insurance, and USAA has been my insurance carrier the entire time that I've had my SUV. According to People versus Mazzie, they have been reporting to the LIEN company every 16-days of my having full-coverage on my car. As well as my finance company, who by the way, has not called me to inform me that my insurance has lapsed. That is cause to repossess my SUV. But the man at USAA thanked me for being a trusted customer for the last two years. I just reopened my account at my boyfriends request, after using two other banks this past year. I haven't, to my knowledge, been with them for two years.
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| Heaster Wheeler Assistant Secretary of State |
So, not only did they want me to believe that I don't have insurance, but that my man is lying to me. They are always trying to break us up. So, I was in Walmart, Meijer, Hollywood Market and The Dollar Tree on the 1st of October. And any place I wanted to go. If I have insurance, they can only ticket me for "no registration". They needed me to think that my car would be insured. I however know the law. They could tow my car for no insurance, but I have insurance, and so... I drive where I need to go. I don't want to go anywhere. I wrote a letter to Heaster Wheeler, Assistant Secretary of State, and friend to Reverend Wendell Anthony. He is the man in the blog that sat with Anthony and ate in my face. When I handed him the letter, I tried to stick it in his folder. He took it and placed it in his upper breast pocket, close to his heart. He told me that he would read it when he got in bed that night. That was funny and I laughed out loud. When did he become a six-feet, green-eyed White man of Italian descent? When did he become fine. I stood there wondering if he really planned to masturbate to my letter.
These are the properties for the letter that I wrote to him. He was at Newman A.M.E. Church that Sunday November 17, 2019. It started at 4:00 pm, and I got there around 4:30 pm. He was standing in the foyer talking to two gentlemen there for the conference. I have not heard a word from Ass. Secretary of State Wheeler.
I can't make this stuff up, even if people think I am. On Sunday, November 24 at around 2:30 am, I was stopped by Bloomfield Hills Police, Officer Simon. He asked me for my license, insurance and registration. I handed him my license and told him that was all I had. He leaned in and said, "You have insurance, you just don't have proof?" I looked at him funny and replied, "Can't you tell if I have insurance or not?" He returned the funny look and said, "No, I've been a cop for 18-years. I have never heard of us being able to tell if you have insurance by running your plate!" He took my license and when he got in his car and I was sure he couldn't hear me, I said out loud, "You a lying MF" I repeated over and over again, as he wrote me a ticket. Not for no insurance, but for no registration, and a side note of "NO PROOF OF INSURANCE". Because he's a liar and he knew before he stopped me I had insurance, but I didn't have that green tab. So, I wasn't driving without insurance, but without proof. There is a difference. I wrote a complaint on him, after finding People versus Mazzie and called to set my court date to fight the ticket. How can a State refuse to give someone a registration? My crooked cousin that uses Enterprise Rental Car, whenever she needs to rent a vehicle asked me, "Why don't you just take the proof to the SOS Office and get your registration?" I replied, "I don't have proof! Why don't the Secretary of State do their job? Why do they lie and say I don't have insurance?" Because that's the biggest question.
The men that I'm dealing with have juice. They troll me all day with commercials on all major networks. I think, no, I know they are so deep they can't afford to stop. Anytime people can use your mother and turn your own mother against you. Have her putting stuff in your food to make you sick with high-blood pressure and diabetes. I have migraines that shake my entire body, aches of a 90-year old and stomach aches. They are not only slick, but sickening. I don't know what she is trying to accomplish. When I was at Beaumont Hospital, this old man crept in. Kind of like how my mother fakes back trouble. He sat down and his daughter, I guess that's who she was, sat next to him. He looked at me sadly, and I rolled my eyes and popped my mouth. My mother will never live with me. Not in the house with my family. I don't care who feelings are hurt by that. NObody has to lie in their bed and listen to their heart beat, unable to sleep. They want me to feel bad about that choice. I don't care how many memes they throw up on Facebook. Mothers love their children. When they find happiness they are happy and they don't ever hurt their children! My mother is sick and the men that are using her are sicker. One day, she will understand or maybe she does and took her shot at keeping the one thing that was ever good to her. Except, she doesn't want me to be happy, and therefore, can't go with me to my happy place. She wouldn't like it there. Heart wrenching, but this too, is a true story...
Wouldn't renewing your registration online be faster and easier than waiting in a long line. That's what I was trying to do. These people have the State in their pockets. First the MDHH and now the SOS. Michigan is the most corrupt state in the union. You don't have to convince me.
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