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Tue., August 26, 2008 Playlists: http://mp3.wtprn.com/Badnarik/0808/20080826_Tue_Badnarik1.mp3 http://mp3.wtprn.com/Badnarik/0808/20080826_Tue_Badnarik2.mp3 Program #347 Cohost: Star of the family Hills who can be contacted via her MySpace page http://www.myspace.com/road_skuul She also has an Internet Blog site http://earthica.mypodcast.com/ Kidnapped by Police Star was recently pulled over by a Sheriff in California for a routine traffic stop. She had the "audacity" to ask the officer for his identification, at which point she was arrested, threatened, and taken to jail where she spent several days being intimidated by several officers who demanded her subordination. Her story is being repeated far too often in America these days. The "Totalitarian Police State" is already here. ========================================================== http://earthican-world.newsvine.com/_news/2008/09/04/1828185-sovereign-woman-kidnappedterrorized-by-rouge-police-in-bolinas Sovereign Woman Kidnapped/Terrorized by Rogue Police in Bolinas Thu Sep 4, 2008 8:52 PM EDT Please listen to my story at We The People Radio Network on Michael Badnarik's show "Lighting the Fires of Liberty" from Tuesday August 26th,at Http://mp3.wtprn.com/Badnarik08.html (go to Aug 26th M3U titled "Star: for the family Hills") Michae lran for President in 2004 and is regarded as the 'Stepfather of the Constitution'~ (see his "Constitution Class" on youtube also) Here is my story of what happened on August 20th 2008 in Bolinas... I traveled from my family home in Bakersfield to Marin County to finally turn my fathers yacht over to the new owner~ After i went out to Bolinas beach to sing at Smileys on Wednesday night August 20th, and to hopefully see my grandaughter the next day, it was also my daughter Magica's birthday on friday August 22nd, and hoped to bring good cheer to my family after trading our family yacht of over 30 years~ After singing at Smiley's i was travelling to a friends house to park my van for the night, i was pulled over by a sherriff, he shined a very bright light in my eyes, and i asked him if he would not shine it in my eyes, (why would a peace officer shine a blinding light, and assault weapon, in someones eyes to notify them they have a headlight out? For their safety?) i asked him to identify himself, he rattled a name quickly and as i went to write it down on my Conditional Acceptance of Oath for him to sign, ( i carry these papers for officers to sign to verify they took such an oath to protect me and serve the public as peace officers) He ordered me out of my van, i tried to start my camera to film him at that point, which i should have had rolling before the stop,, but im not sure if i was able to start it filming, The officer ordered me out of my van again and i insisted he show me some identification, i asked him if he was detaining me, and he said "yes"~ At that point i picked up my cell phone showed it to him and said, "I am calling 911, I want to speak with the sherriff at Point Reyes Station, which i had always known to be the jurisdiction in Bolinas, but the officer reached in through my window and grabbed my wrist and twisted it to the breaking point, i yelled at him "You are breaking my wrist"~ I repeated several times and that i wanted to call 911~ (it was a mistake to have had my window down, but bear in mind, i am then in my lazy little hideaway beach town where i have lived off and on for 35 years, where my children and grandaughter grew up, and I have personally known many of the police for over 30 years, and never expected for there to be nazi style officers using military gustapo force there~ I handed my phone to Steve (riding with me), and told him to dial 911, but he didnt understand that i had right to travel and ask an officer for his ID, or what was going on, we had just met and i was just taking him to his house where i could park for the night on private property and sleep in my van~ I asked the officer if he was threatening me and intended to harm me and he said "yes" to both, so i complied under protest and durress, and did not resist him as I noticed he was unholstering his gun and I was in fear for my life at that point~ I told him he did not have my consent , he made it more than clear~~~ he did not need it~ Once he handcuffed me and put me in the back of his car, he and another officer who i never spoke to, proceeded to tear up my van, i had many papers such as notices for police "title 18 impersonating an officer", and "copyright name documents", a bullhorn, digital recorder, camcorder, laptop, guitar, and much organic food, less than an ounce of marijuana, and about 23,000 dollars, half in fed reserve notes and half in gold and silver coins~ I can imagine what was running through their minds when they found that, but regardless, no one was going to hear how i had just sold my fathers yacht after caring for it the last 14 years, ,,, they did find the reciept for the gold and silver i had just traded the day before however~ After they tore my van apart for about 45 minutes, the officer told me he was taking me to the sherriff in point reyes, but when i saw he was not headed in that direction, and asked him where he was taking me he said Point Reyes had no authority and he was taking me to Marin County Jail, I spoke the entire time in the car and the Jail, and said what i wanted to say~ Silence is a tacit agreement and i refused to remain silent, he read some Miranda rights to me AFTER i had been in the back of his car for at least 45 minutes, which i did not agree to understand, and told him my rights came from God, and i didnt know anyone had added more to them~ He said he didnt believe in God, and ridiculed me, his driving was irratic, he was staring at his computer half the time, and kept turning up the ball game on the radio when i would talk~~~ he did not put a seat belt on me~ When we arrived at the jailhouse, i was taken in by a female officer who I informed that my wrist might be broken and that i have a long history of tendonitis and broken bones and very delicate musicians hands~ Each time she twisted my wrists even harder and forced the cuffs to harm me even more~ I asked to make a phone call, and they said I could as soon as i was processed I would have a call, but they kept refusing me a call~ Even after they had me in a cell, they claimed I was hostile and therefore I would not be allowed a call~~~ (note, there is a difference between 'hostile' and 'non compliance') I requested a doctor for my writsts before they put me in the cell, but the RN they provided wanted to stick things in my mucous orrafices and i did not consent, I just wanted my wrists looked at, and for her to note that i had been traumatized and violated, and humiliated by the officers, but she just gave me a blank stare, and wrote nothing down to the effect, so i refused to allow her to look at me further, Once i was in a cell, the various officers, (who i will from now on refer to as AGENTS) inside the facility used many intimidation and dehumanization tactics on me, it smelled like toxic fumes and urine and feces in the cell, i felt very warm, and then very cold, i think they were turning the heat and cold up and down~ I only eat organic food, so of course they gave me nothing I could eat, although in 2 days and 3 nights i managed to get an apple and an orange, and saved the orange peel to use as lip balm and deodorant the 2nd day~ Luckily i had told Steve to call Don Deane, and my children were notified, if he hadnt of, no one would have known where i was, as i was NEVER allowed a phone call~ (until after i had posted $15,000 bail) On Thurday when they were taking before the magistrate, first they wanted to xray me for diseases or something~ I told them I did not consent to xrays, and the xray technician refused to xray me without my consent, (even though i had said i would allow it under protest and duress, because they WOULD NOT ALLOW ME TO SEE THE MAGISTRATE 'without' an xray), At that point a huge female agent grabbed my upper arm and said "Now you are being forced, and you will NEVER see a magistrate now, you'll never see the light of day again,", and as she shoved me back in my cell almost dislocating my shoulder and leaving bruises on my upper arm, ahe said "I hope you rot, you're NEVER going to see the light of day again, you're going to die in here sweetie" OK, i was starting to get a little scared now, Friday I was told i had an attorney visit, so i decided to hear what he had to say, i told him my story as quickly as possible and he was rushing me, said he didnt have much time, i told him i didn't either, and asked him if he was also being detained,,, i told him i would retain him as council only, but not to represent me, that i was confident to speak for myself~ Luckily my son Louie (who was supposed to be in Santa Barbabra for college), had been notified, and was in the court room and witnessed what was said when I WAS able to go before the magistrate, but they had me in restraints, with a face mask because i had refused the xray, and when i saw the public defender in the courtroom, told him "you're fired"~~~ (i had one question for him only, and he refused to answer, and that was "Are you an American") This is how it went with the judge, (who i now do not believe is a 'de- jure-magistrate, but rather a 'de-facto-agent acting under color of law for the FOREIGN U.S. Corporation called U.S. "in name only")~ First i clarified my identity in proper upper lower case spelling and that i had a family clan rather than a last name~ I told him i was fully competent to speak for myself and he tried to intimidate me and said i needed a lawyer as the charges of resisting arrest and felony possession of 'over' and ounce of marijuana were very serious and carry a 9 month jail sentence, i asked him "are you saying that the language used in these legalities is so 'deceptive' that I will be unable to understand them?" and he answered YES!!" I didnt even know my son was in the room as they told us NOT to look around, and i had already been harmed enough, but as I left I saw my beautiful son had witnessed the whole thing~ The judge entered a plea on my behalf of not guilty, and said I was not allowed to ask him any questions, I asked him, "Are YOU representing me?" and he said "no", and i asked him "Isn't that a conflict of interest?" and he said "no" and called the next case as they led me out of there as quickly as possible and back to the cell~ Then my son attempted to bail me out, it was $15,000 dollars, and that is what we had to pay, I ordinarily wouldnt have allowed bail, but i needed to get on the outside, before i went back to court and get my info together~ I could clearly see they were going to try and railroad, to get a lit tle more money to to feed their pirate machine~ However once bail was paid in the amount of 15 thousand dollars, they said they would NOT release me, as the judge believed i was a 5150 crazy person, and ordered me to be taken instead to a hospital in shackles and chains, for a psychiatric evaluation~ Low and behold, my son found where i was taken, and soon the doctor came in and said he found me to be quite sane, in fact 'more than sane', and he said that the officers who had done this to me were the insane ones! My son and I went back to the station to retrieve my property~ we were unable to retrieve my van until Monday, and after 4 attempts we finally retrieved my gold and silver, but not until Tuesday after court~ There are many more details and incidents of humiliation and abuse that transpired, like them giving me food that looked like something my dog did when he had diahrea, (I told them they were welcome to eat mine, but i did not eat it) So for now I am safe for the moment, (although I think my wrist is fractured and i am in excruciating pain from being repeatedly brutalized while in restraints, they nearly dislocated my shoulders several times, and my muscles and tendons feel like they have charly horses in them froint and back, i am unable to play my guitar~ I returned to court on August 26th, and the de-facto Judge tried everything in his magic bag to join me with an attorney and say i couldnt possibly speak for myself because the legal language was so deceptive i coulnt possibly understand it~ Let me tell you this much, the mere act of having an attorney in court MEANS you are incopetent to speak for yourself and therefore you are a WARD OF THE COURT~ The word 'Attorney' comes from the word "attornment" which litterally means "Turn your property over to the STATE"~ I now teach attorneys how to be 'real' lawyers, instead of 'de-facto agents'~ I can't begin to tell you how difficult the courts and the Sheriff's have made it for my son and I to retrieve our property, and separating us from each other and our security, prosperity, transportation and every dignity, to make things MORE than difficult to prepare for a defense ~ Its all a 'paper war', but first you have to NOT get shot. I lost at least 10 pounds in only a few days trying~ These people seek to destroy me because i am very active Ill be asking all who wish to be in the courts as witnesses in this pre~trial on Sept 26th at 9 am in SanRafael, to contact me at [EMAIL PROTECTED] Graced by angels, Star" for the family Hills --~--~---------~--~----~------------~-------~--~----~ You received this message because you are subscribed to the Google Groups "APFN" group. 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