The Criminals in the RCMP, Government and Courts of Canada

The animal rattled in the tank and drummed,

I played along on my guitar and hummed.

Round the coil, out the tap, the hot water poured,

And inside the Fisher the fire it roared.

A pork roast with oranges is in the oven,

The aromas from it I sure am lovin’.

The heart of my heart is hov’ring round,

Intent on rebuilding me; pound by pound.

Some days I don’t know whatever attracts her.

I ain’t much good since I wrestled that tractor.

My days out of bed can be mind numbing pain,

When I can’t get up, broke bones drive me insane.

One shoulder collapses and then the other,

As I roll onto the pain I am trying to smother.

Until both of my arms and my hands go numb,

Then back to the stove warmth I need to come.

I play my guitar all through the night

As this disabled condition I try hard to fight.

They told me I’d never again use my hand,

Seemed reason enough to start my own band.

But a cripples’ life is not one of bliss,

When you need your wife’s help just to go piss.

Or to wipe your ass when you take a shit,

With silence you endure the humility of it.

Still wanting to dream I got me a claim,

Two hundred bucks and its all in my name.

But these crooked cops run scams in our town

And tried to murder us to bring us down.

An informant of theirs put bullets in our home

At three in the morning he fired on our dome.

So to cover their tracks this foul institution

Used public misfeasance and false prosecution.

Goodyear he acted like a drunken old sot

Said NCO Wendland had his panties in a knot.

About Wendland we’ve had to complain before,

To cover his tracks he just lies like a whore.

We know for a fact the Attorney Generals involved,

Troy Kimber attacked us and the problem was solved.

Psychiatric sessions, offered Victims Assistance to me,

And nothing at all for the other two of us three.

For some strange reason my wife and my son

They don’t think are victims of their twisted fun.

The coward at night missed my boy by two feet,

And the RCMP covered it up for him sweet.

So they tried to murder us and then what the heck,

My disability worker cut off my cheque.

He says he’s investigating the drive by shooting

Wants to know from our claim what metals we’re looting.

When asked how he knows of the attempt to kill us

With a whole lot of bullshit he tries to fill us.

So we get FOIA files back from MHSD

To look into all this, so that we too can see.

Not one thought at all does Pat Clemens give for me

Though he’s paid to mitigate my disability.

He refuses to meet the increase in our rent

He forced us out our home, so off we went.

He said he was all worried about my son

With crocodile tears he shed one by one.

On the honour roll and the principals list,

My boy saw his future opportunities missed.

This creep named Pat Clemens was hired to help,

But a hound of Hell is this lying whelp.

Again and again they accuse us of fraud.

But nothing they find, isn’t that odd?

For years crooked cops work closely with MHSD

Asking any excuse to try and charge me.

Finally to the Ombudsman I complain,

With uttering threats I get charged for my pain.

50,000 copies of it were faxed, emailed and sent,

Trying to call some attention to our predicament.

But Wong is a liar and claimed to the judge,

That Goodyear had seized it, but that is all fudge.

If they tried to murder your family and kill your kid,

Would you do anything different than what I did?

Knowing full well who had tried to kill you,

Would you write a letter or just give him his due?

To sit down and think and then take up a pen

Is that the due diligence of reasonable men?

True RCMP history, it shows they just lie

To cover their crimes when their victims die.

The Crown Shirley Meldrum admitted she lies

With the narrative in the indictment she plies.

They omitted my name from the Registrar’s list

Then charged me claiming the court I had missed.

Why isn’t he there on the list my wife asked the clerk?

She said the Crown wasn’t proceeding after all of our work.

So we took down the docket, signed it and left

Feeling that we were victims of court fraud and theft.

Then Proce he published a defamatory libel,

This guys so crooked he’d lie on a Bible.

Wanted for uttering death threats is what he wrote

Not showing for court claimed his published note.

From Wendland, Proce and Goodyear we’ve had enough

We’d written William Elliot but his job was too tough.

So we sent a complaint to the RCMP Commission

And Reg Burgess whitewashed it with his supervision.

Just look at coincidence, life is sure strange

They turned round and charged me with what I’d complained.

The Ombudsman letter I was charged for two years ago,

Was evidence again, but for new charges though.

We were preparing for Supreme Court to get our claim back,

After investigating themselves the RCMP came to attack.

My appeal went unheard as I couldn’t make it to court,

False charges and jailing me made me easy to thwart.

When you can’t show up to defend yourself now,

You lose the appeal, just through default; that’s how.

Since I was in jail, to the court my wife went,

She said it had been adjourned by mutual consent.

She hadn’t said anything so it wasn’t clear to her,

Who she had consented with, my appeal to aver.

I wrote the Attorney General’s Counsel Leah Greathead

Said you better drop our appeal before we are all dead.

I still have a license for my mining claim,

I just can’t use the property, which is pretty insane.

Clint Zimmerman with Proce came out one day

With trespassing charges and said we couldn’t stay.

My wife started bleeding from all of the stress,

Four caesareans had left her insides a mess.

We told Smith and Zimmerman their orders were in error,

So they rescinded them all after we fled in terror.

This time the old Ombudsman letter, Pontius explained

Was a death threat to two cops who weren’t even named.

Now my attempted murderers’ had me in their Vernon cell

And made good on the chance to make my life Hell.

Then Prosecutor Pontius whom I don’t even know

Stood up and lied and put on quite a show.

Said I would hate him, target him and attack

Truth is I pitied the pathetic lying sack.

Fat and sloppy he looked much like a toad

And hypnotically repeated his lying ode.

Judge McKim bought it because he hadn’t a clue

My unprepared lawyer sat there with nothing to do.

Nothing to do but the heartless little skank

Grabbed two thousand dollars thinking I’m a bank.

Two thousand dollars just to sit there dumb

While my life is destroyed by these lying scum.

A month in maximum security writhing in horrendous pain,

Was punishment for using official channels to complain.

The RCMP will gouge the eyes from disabled men

For asking them questions or using a pen.

Petitioning government for redress in Canada’s a fraud

These crooked Crown Agents all think they are god.

There is no freedom of speech when you charge a man

Changing his words and using the court for your scam.

But it hasn’t stopped me from complaining again

Pontius and Wong will hate me that much is plain

The difference between us is that they lie for pay

While we fight for freedom and a much better day

They make up their lies, say they want my guns

While my full arsenal is but my pen and my puns.

Such cowards as these attack disabled men down

Now that’s the true mark of a criminal clown.

Men in flak jackets and bedecked with guns

Fill up their panties and then get the runs

Yes I’ve lit bonfires in people’s minds

But I’ve done it with pen and I’ve done it with rhymes.

I have no criminal record like the RCMP

And neither does my wife so it’s easy to see

When people are paid to act with distinction

They deserve when their scandals lead to their extinction.

The old boys just attack all those that complain

Even their own women who they try to shame.

Stuffing their desks with porn and grabbing their butts

Acting like pig dogs and treating ladies like sluts.

First one and then five they settled out of court

Twenty five more now with grievances to sort.

Harassed beyond endurance the pretty cop nearly died

With her own gun in her mouth and a bottle at her side.

But she bucked up and declared this ain’t worth my life

I’m not going to die from their criminal strife.

And I think that lady is an inspiration to me

How to act in the true north to stay strong and free

So to Burgess and Proce, Wendland and Goodyeaar

Go play in your panties and act like you’re all queer.

You tried to murder my family and to cover it all

You attacked and charged me hoping I would fall.

Go watch whores on video having sex in your cell

Gouge the eyes of disabled men that you send to Hell.

Lock me in your cells for a week without even soap

And roast me then freeze me to rid me of hope.

From the NCO of Merritt now busted for coke,

Mountie scams are unravelling as they deal in their dope.

They’ve screwed too many people and now its their turn

For their victims to laugh as they get to burn.

For their scandals are many, they come thick and fast.

The flood gates are opening on their hideous past.

The old boy club of perverts in their yellow stripe

Are facing comeuppance for their porn peddling tripe.

When you’re paid to catch criminals and that’s all that you do,

You can’t play both sides and be criminals too.

You flaunt your authority and put it to criminal use,

Thinking your unarmed victims can’t stop your abuse.

But we Canadians are a determined race

And we wont support your complete lack of grace.

We know you attack us out of desperation

As we fight for freedom while you enslave our nation.

You have all the courts in your pockets its true

The cooperation of clerks and the Sheriff’s too.

But not all judges are crooked and some just won’t twist

Is that why my trial wasn’t on the registrars list?

What if one asks what you were doing on my claim

After I paid the licenses and you stole the same?

Quiet enjoyment of property is a Canadian right.

So lets put the whole story into the light.

When Burgess whitewashed the complaint to the RC

He made some comments that sounded strange to me

Said the bullets were negative, but nothing more plain

Negative for what they didn’t bother to explain.

Did they check the bullets against the water steward’s dogs?

That were stolen and slaughtered by these little hogs?

After she tested the water and found choliform,

Left by the cows that was way above norm.

The police never got back to us about the attack

Said it was none of our business whose shooting our back.

Proce laughed that no one will ever know

Said we have no rights and we’d have to go.

We wonder how much the range rancher paid

To have us removed from our claim where we stayed

We collected pretty rocks and rolled the stones gaily

To make necklaces to sell to feed ourselves daily

We had done nothing wrong, just as John Cox said,

When Proce directed his ire at my head.

He brought up Don Smith after that didn’t work,

Seems he had to look twice to find this little jerk.

He said we’d done nothing wrong and that was a fact

Nothing we were doing violated any act.

But he was stealing our mining claim and couldn’t stop

Cuz he said that his orders came from the top.

That was the same thing Proce always said

As he breeched the peace for his NCO Head.

We didn’t know then that Wendland was his boss,

He just said that his higher ups were very cross.

With no justice in court I put it on youtube to show

Townsendjim is my channel if you want to go

The propaganda media is all government controlled

But youtube videos are the real truth home rolled.

Over 70,000 hits on my videos to date

Made me the target of RCMP hate

They don’t like you out there exposing their crime

So even their own people they give a hard time.

The Crown wants my guns saying their panties are soiled

But it’s my writing about them that has their blood boiled

They are above the law, why the courts in their pocket,

And they attack anyone that will try to stop it.

Pat didn’t care about the Ombudsman letter I writ

He said in his statement that he wasn’t scared of it

But after they charged me they went to his home one night

And installed an alarm in order to give him a fright

Then they showed him my web pages that did contain

The letters I had written to the Ombudsman in his name

He was all right with helping them while he sat in the dark

But said publishing his crimes had made him a mark

The government gives you an office to complain

But Crown agents don’t like it if you use the same

They say don’t go postal and just write us a letter

But when you use the post office things don’t get better

Pontius says that if you complain about civil servants

You’re hating and targeting them with your evil rants

His malicious prosecution I don’t see as any better

He wants my firearms and jail for writing a letter?

All I wrote to the Ombudsman is how I was feeling

Listed my injuries and asked why Pat was dealing

With the RCMP in order to steal my claim

And so they charged me in order to cover the blame.

So why did they have to change what I wrote?

Said ‘I am going to’ when that’s not in my note?

For some reason when I mention that in my defence

Justice is not only blind, she appears deaf and dense.

Well they’ve charged me twice for the same crime

To cover it up they want double jeopardy time.

But what comes around, goes and I wait for when

The cell they had me in will be decked out for them.

Jimi Townsend

What is plain is that I am a author, poet and songwriter, not a terrorist like the officers who tried to murder us. In order to protest; I use a pen, not the non-existent guns the RCMP tried to seize. I have written two books on government corruption; “Freedom Canada” and “Without Prejudice” in response to government attacks.

 

We have been a target for many years after discovering the RCMP were putting child pornography on the internet to try to entrap people and gain more control over the internet. While the Justice Department wants to take over the country by rule of law, most of us believe that the Golden Rule is a better way than descent into a police state.