FROZEN FIEFDOM 

Double Entendre and DoubleSpeak, Innuendos and Intimidation, Coercion v Common Sense, Komply (with a K) v Knowledge = DDIICCKK; Who's Gunna Call it a Draw?

I'm not sure what this is all about, but now after almost a year of emails from Cecil, there's something brewing.  In the email series below, he has stated the date of January 5, 2015 and the time of 5:27 AM, which he seems to have an expectation of my doing something.  My calendar is currently clear for that date and time, and as that is near the time I normally wake up, I presume to on that day as well.

In several emails, he refers to his chariot, which is what I call my Toyota Corolla.  As with most of his emails to me, the level of innuendo is usually elevated; it's a common method of intimidation.  Clearly, if he lives in Yakima, WA, as he has previously said, then it would be impossible for him to do anything to my vehicle, which is parked on the driveway here in Los Angeles, CA. 

However, other folks seem to be unusually interested in my ride, and have left little markers, such as the paint being chipped away, then touched up, attempts to pry open the trunk, as evidenced by the paint being chipped away, the gas cover door mysteriously being opened a few times, when it normally is opened by lifting the lever inside my locked vehicle.  Not new tactics, as strange things have happened to my Chariot for years, as relayed under the "Email to Car Talk" chapter. 

Another level of intimidation is when a party uses veiled words or twist of phrase to suggest they have nude photos of another, or something sexually explicit, or downright illegal.  In Cecil's email posted below, dated Tuesday, December 23, 2014 4:05 PM, he mentions that he posts nude selfies.  Thank Goodness he never sent any to me!  And in a few recent emails, (posted below,) he's requested being able to view the slang words for the intimate parts of the female anatomy.  "if you are a woman prove it SHOW ME YOUR TSA! PDQ!"  

I keep my private parts covered, and don't like being photographed; based on several of his emails to me, he clearly knows I'm a woman.   

Drugs have been mentioned a time or 2 also, and that's another tactic that is used to frame folks who are deemed "undesireable," as my Mom told me about, back when I was a child and some strange goings on were occuring in our small town.  I don't do drugs, nor do I associate with folks who do, or who handle them. 

  In the email below, dated December 19, 2014 6:49 AM, Cecil wrote a double headed lie, which my Mom had also explained as a combined tactic of intimidation and lies which was to insinuate that an individual was promisucious, or sometimes the spouse would receive photos of what appeared to be their other half, engaged in sexual activities. 

New version of the old song and dance!  Again, if he's in Yakima, WA, how could he see what I was doing (but  i didn't, and haven't, as he brazenly blew smoke about, regarding the below mentioned activities which he, for some reason, wished I were engaged in,) when I lived in Charlotte, NC, briefly in Phoenix, AZ, and now in Los Angeles, CA?  So why the lies?  

"a gal as classy as you shouldnt sleep around.. i think that weed your smokin is messing up your brain."

What is interesting was the number of men who seemed to take an unusual amount of interest in me, during my approximate 6 weeks stay in Phoenix; some would go to great lengths to capture my attention, or approach me with a greeting in a public place, as if we had a scheduled meeting, etc., and the number of shady looking folks who just so happened to be near me, or my motel room, or the laundry room, etc., was remarkable.   Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and I look into the mirror and grab a bottle of makeup daily, and some hair color every coupla months, I'm pleased with what I see.  For my age of Fab, Fit, and still Fifty, I am grateful to still have all limbs, excellent health, and a mind like a bull dozer in a field of cow pies.  The compliments I heard were mostly backhanded, or not at all. 

All nights, except for the first I was in Phoenix, were spent at a Motel 6, located right off Indian School Road and I 17.  The staff were friendly and professional, housekeeping was exceptional; it is what it is, and clean and fresh were the norm.

The pot shop next door( Urban Greenhouse) was probably not a deterent for most guests, as it is fully licensed by the State of Arizona, and the 7 11, a 24 hour Mexican resturant, a gas station, and the nearby on ramp to  I 17,  were all located within 2000 feet or less    Worked out well for me; when I can find the ramp via sight distance, it's a Blessing!  Some of those odd and still yet to be published incidents are described in other chapters of Frozen Fiefdom, or may be soon.  That old saying of:  "A picture speaks a thousand words," may just give another a reason to pause.  I could address the bag of popcorn on the pavement, and the soon afterward "knifing" incident...

And then there's the coincidence of three (3) different men who each gave their name as "Ed" or a form thereof, and asked me for a date.  Two in Phoenix, and one here in Los Angeles, with each one being from a different ethic group, White, Black, and Brown. 

Ladies:  When was the last time three different men, in two different states, in succession, in less than a month, all used the same name, and asked you out for a date?  Especially when the partial rainbow of human skin tones was represented?  Probably never; and being as I was in McDonald's and a Walmart, neither of which aren't exactly known as places where singles mingle. 

As Russia was again in the news, and the price of crude oil continued to drop, Cecil and I had a series of email exchanges based on the topic of the next war the USA may become involved in.  A radio show, hosted by Clyde Lewis, I listen to regularly had a particularly interesting show on December 8, 2014, where Clyde gave what appeared to be a recap of Pearl Harbor, WWII, and raised a few questions as to what might be the next attack on US soil. 

One of Cecil's replies, dated Thursday, December 18, 2014 6:27 AM, was particularly emphatic:

"I BELIEVE YOU! no one else will they will call you crazy, thats why i refer to you as my crazy ex wife who is a FEDERAL agent"

As Mom had told me, back when I was about 9 years old or so, the "Crazy Card" is played by those who find others objectionable, or find their knowledge base to be out of sync with those who have a larger agenda.  That card has already been played on me, and one can read the first of many such accusations, under the chapter in Frozen Fiefdom entitled:  "Eric's Legal Beagle Wears an MD Tag."  The chapter features a simply unbelievable letter from Mr. Paul H. Grant, Attorney at Law, who was, and might still be a bar certified attorney, who was practicing in Juneau, Alaska.

Lies are lies.  When a legal beagle spews them against an honest and innocent citizen, there's a bigger finger tickling the files, fingers, and fancies of one, to several, as it very well may be, IMO;  or a vengful former loving spouse who simply had more money, and a bigger reason, to boot me out of the previously agreed to, and court sanctioned, jointly shared child custody agreement.  Why would a male not want his daughter to have shared joint  physical custody with her mother? 

Especially when this mother is one who is in robust physical and mental health, well educated, practical, has an exellent credit score (or still should have,) and has the same personality of telling it like it is, that I always have; much to the objection of the apparent crowd.  My first and foremost deduction was that Eric must be hiding something, to be willing to pay for some legal hound to write such words against me; especially when he, Eric, knew better.  But, the charade played on, and the family joined in! 

And here we are, years later, with a stranger to me, referring to me in several emails, as his "wife" and "ex wife."   Sheesh!   What's all that about? 

In case some of you haven't yet figured out, Cecil and I have never been been married, nor am I a federal agent, and never have been.  I'm not even certain who he is, but I am curious as to how, in his more lucid and reasonable moments, seems to have so much inside information on me, other people from Juneau and Douglas, Alaska, and the specifics about the warehouse which houses purple ambulances behind my sister's home, in Charlotte, NC.  That kinda information just doesn't float around in the Ether on its own...

All in all, it just doesn't seem reasonable, nor logical, nor even remotely possible, that so many unusual things could happen to one person, in a short amount of time, or even a long time.  Strange things happening to my vehicle (over the course of several years, some very recently); someone cancelling my auto insurance policy, as stated by a representative of my insurer at that time; unusual activity near my room in motels in Phoenix; glitches with my credit cards; the unprecedented stalls, excuses, and shady actions by folks who had advertised rentals, including one person who tried to have me sign penciled in documents for a guest house rental, and then later phoned me to say he was going to call the police if I didn't bring them back!  Bold, indeed!  No legitimate property owner would have two (2) sets of a multi page rental agreement, with the blanks filled in, and suggest that I sign both.  A signature (whether it was his, or not) was already completed.  That fiasco is under it's own chapter of "If the Ink Isn't Dry, Don't Buy!".  Interestingly enough, Cecil seemed to know all about it, in a roundabout way, and our email exchange about that non transaction is under that chapter.  There were numerous other odd events and happenings that I haven't yet published, and may at a later time.

So many oddities in a few short weeks!  Everyone has snags and screw ups happen to them or their personal accounts from time to time; I've yet to know anyone who has had a full spectrum that I've recently experienced, and certainly not into such a compressed time frame.  Some folks have suggested that all that high strangeness is what's known as "Targeting."  I'm an ordinary, middle aged, FOB, from Juneau, Alaska, so who would find me "objectionable," "undesirable," etc., enough to go to such lengths to inCONvenience, annoy, harass, intimidate, and create situations that could be made to appear to be something different than they were?  That would take Big, Big, Big, money.  Not one person I know has enough to do all the incidences I've seen, nor to involve so many different folks, in so many different places and industries or businesses. 

Regardless, based on what my Mom, and to some degree, my Dad and my Grammy, all told me about "things" that happen to "some people," back when I was very young; it's the same stuff, different decade, albeit tweaked with the twist of technology, and now happening to me.  The big question is:  Why?  No matter how you look at it, I'm getting "dicked."  Hence, the title for this chapter.

January 17, 2015.  New additions at the bottom of the page. 

Re: Interesting headline. And earlier today I was thinking about

asking you about Malaysia 370 flight again.  But got busy with my own errands, and didn't have time to mention it. 

 Contact with AirAsia flight QZ8501 bound for Singapore from Surabaya lost



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  Re: I checked the address you sent,



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From: cecil mad>
To: Paula Rose <paularoseimages@yahoo.com>
Sent: Monday, December 15, 2014 6:21 AM
Subject: Re: Why are you so tight lipped about reply to my numerous questions?

I knew you wouldn't want to talk about that; even with the public persona of driving Santa's sleigh.

What about NORAD?  Do tell!  I'm up for a new topic.

Tell me about those other initials you've mentioned.  I don't have time to sift to find them in the old emails.

 ________________________________________

Nobody in our family did drugs, but hash in our house wasn't only in the frying pan.  Nobody was more surprised than I.  

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 From: cecil mad>
To: Paula Rose <paularoseimages@yahoo.com>
Sent: Wednesday, December 24, 2014 12:22 PM
Subject: Re: Wake up over there; time's awasting

Tell me who you are asking about.  I don't know anyone named Victor. 

An entire paragraph of gibberish.  Must be a reason, so let's review. 

Your words: " it may not seem like it now, but you won't regret saving my...."

I'm hearing ElfSpeak!

__________________________________

From: cecil mad>
To: Paula Rose <paularoseimages@yahoo.com>
Sent: Tuesday, December 23, 2014 4:05 PM
Subject: Re: Ahhh, yes. Do tell me about

_____________________________________________________

Your description of me in inaccurate, as you know.  I'm not mean, but I can be a bit bitchy at times. 

Woooo Weeee!  Ya really know how to woo a Woman.

And you still haven't said why the Elves didn't want me in PHX; they ran off with the Welcome mat before I even arrived!!   I know it wasn't because their beady little eyes couldn't rig up a rental with their perv cams, etc.

________________________

You initiated contact with me, so you must have had an agenda.  And that's is a very tiresome technique you've used directly below; blaming the other person, or twisting terms, warping words, etc. I curious as to why it seems to have worked on so many for so long. And have you reset the time stamp to show the correct time on my emails for my Eastern time zone? ________________________________


 From: "cecil_mad> To: Paula Rose <paularoseimages@yahoo.com> Sent: Wednesday, June 11, 2014 5:58 AM Subject: Re: I'll be back in an hour of so,

 What do you want with me besides to make me miserable... So you all know each other what's next... Your all so ducking fake it makes me sick to think I still believe in something better.. I must be a complete moron life should have taught me by now !.... Sent from my HTC


 ----- Reply message ----- From: "Paula Rose" <paularoseimages@yahoo.com> To: "cecil_mad> Subject: I'll be back in an hour of so, Date: Tue, Jun 10, 2014 7:19 PM

 Yes, indeed.  And much of this evening, your emails are back to unstructured sentences, poor to non existent punctuation, gobs of gibberish, tinkering with the time stamp, and doing your damnedest to try to intimidate me.  

 Your words: "...it's front and center..."


 Let's all picture a visual of this round of Jeopardy! in our mind's eye, as we play Human Anatomy for $800.  


 (Sound of the buzzer)

 Alex smiles and says: "Paula, your turn!"

 "What is a penis?  AKA Dick?" 

"Bingo!  Next category, please." 

 "Thanks, Alex.  Food For Thought for $1000." 

  ________________________________

 From: cecil_mad> 
To: Paula Rose <paularoseimages@yahoo.com>
 Sent: Tuesday, June 10, 2014 9:50 PM 
Subject: Re: I'll be back in an hour of so, 


It's not up my SLEEVE it's front and center I've been completely honest with you about my intentions don't call me a lier ... You know I am being honest with you.. your lying to yourself


 Sent from my HTC


 ----- Reply message ----- 
From: "Paula Rose" <paularoseimages@yahoo.com>
 To: "cecil_mad>
 Date: Tue, Jun 10, 2014 6:44 PM
Subject: I'll be back in an hour of so,
 


 You have something up your sleeve, so I'll figure it out eventually.  The TattleTale Tell is always a great clue. 

 ________________________________

 From: cecil_mad> To: Paula Rose <paularoseimages@yahoo.com> Sent: Tuesday, June 10, 2014 9:39 PM Subject: Re: I'll be back in an hour of so,


 What upper hand and how do you know how hot you are. Attitude is where the real beauty is. Have you ever seen the comedy Shallow Hal ? When you love someone everything about them is beautiful in your eyes even if they are a bit bitchy and crazy. Tell me how many times have I put a smile on your face? Must be a lot the way your blowing up my inbox with love letters:-) Sent from my HTC


 ----- Reply message ----- From: "Paula Rose" <paularoseimages@yahoo.com> To: "cecil_mad> Subject: I'll be back in an hour of so, Date: Tue, Jun 10, 2014 6:03 PM 


I don't know what you're reading, but I know what I've emailed.  Yes, I could be deceptive and describe my self as some hottie, but those peering Elf eyes would be ROFLTAO, and you'd know I was lying.  Telling the truth is so much easier, if if others believe it gives them the upper hand. 

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From: cecil_mad> To: Paula Rose <paularoseimages@yahoo.com> Sent: Tuesday, June 10, 2014 8:47 PM Subject: Re: I'll be back in an hour of so,


 You keep telling me you love me but your treating me like trash!.... Sent from my HTC


 ----- Reply message ----- From: "Paula Rose" <paularoseimages@yahoo.com> To: "cecil_mad> Subject: I'll be back in an hour of so, Date: Tue, Jun 10, 2014 4:42 PM 


I don't like my clothing to be uncomfortably tight, and I won't buy a bigger size.  Most of my clothing is form fitting and fits well most of the time.  Even 5 lbs extra just ruins the look.  ________________________________ 

From: cecil_mad> To: Paula Rose <paularoseimages@yahoo.com> Sent: Tuesday, June 10, 2014 7:24 PM Subject: Re: I'll be back in an hour of so,

 Why do you say YIKES! AND TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT FROM ME! 

Sent from my HTC 

----- Reply message ----- From: "Paula Rose" <paularoseimages@yahoo.com> To: "cecil_mad> Subject: I'll be back in an hour of so, Date: Tue, Jun 10, 2014 7:10 AM

 I want to take a walk before it's too hot.  I've really piled on the pounds recently; YIKES!  Dieting is so boring, so more exercise is better.

________________

Good that you decided to bag the bad habits; I have also.

Unusually quiet on your end of the emails...

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In the email series below, I referred to some emails Cecil and I exchanged during May of 2014.  He made reference to a specific event in his life, which might have happened, or not.  Since I don't know who he is, and very well might be impersonating someone who exists, I have removed that series from the emails he and I exchanged during these dated January of 2015.

As is his usual style, he didn't answer my question, and rambles on with gibberish, ElfSpeak, veiled meanings, and mentions folks I don't know, yet he doesn't explain who they are, or why he tossed their name into the email.  The name Amanda has been brought up several times, in the year he has emailed me, yet he never gives a last name, nor why the name should ring any bells with me.  He has mentioned several other folks who did live in Juneau or Douglas, AK, at some point, and some of those names were people my parents knew, and a few were closer to my age.

It was also very interesting that he stated that one of those who is older than I am, was a murderer.  I'm not going to list the names here, and at least of of the people he mentioned is dead, but not all are.   Again, it could be just mumbo jumbo, or it could be about Mt. Jumbo, or another local Douglas place. 

However, if Cecil is younger than I am (he stated he is 42,) and lives in Yakima, WA, it seems unlikely he would know the folks who lived in Juneau and Douglas, back before he was born, and if one of those he listed had murdered another, it's highly possible.  If it were such a Big Secret, how did he know about it?  The most logical explanation would be that he is somehow attached to some branch of The Big Tree, and has inside information of the goings on in the Big Berg. 

I recall my Mom saying, more than once, when I was a child; "Sometimes folks do get away with murder."  She was saying it in the literal sense.  Once again, it looks like Mom was correct. 

For some reason, the formatting became choppy during that email series, so I have left it that way. 



  
 
      
  From: cecil
mad
 
<cecil_mad

    To: Paula
Rose
 
<paularoseimages@yahoo.com>
 
    Sent:
Saturday, August
 

9, 2014 2:34 PM
    Subject: Re: Knock,
  Knock
 
  
 
 
  wrong one is a MURDERER
  the
 
  others are witnesses one is like the
  MURDERER a lieng sack
  of poo! and
none are

from ALASKA but wee both know that. and
  as
  healthy
    and as intelligent as she
was and

absolutley positive of
  what she and approx
  25 others saw im certain her
death was
 
not
  a
coincedince! finally got that book 1984 its obvisioly
  like me very
infamous the cover is tattered
  and worn yet the
  inside is
intact. and your

  right about that southern gal she
  already
  told me and i quote
"NOT YOU NOT NOW NOT
  EVER" so what else
you got on tap? and
  those names are
  from a different time
and
  precint
but the same CONversation
  can be
  said about both. band of
brothers, although even to
  my own amazment i realize
that like the rest
  of us wee all
  have our faults. you
have
  proven
to me beyond any doubts
  that you
  truely do love me even as
pessamistic as i can be
  ill never again doubt or
think i was never
  loved. i just
  wish you would have at
least
  let me
hear you say it
    once. im trying
  to improve myself but much
like a child i have
  a tendancy to
  act out and make an ASS
of
  myself
    when i know
im
  
  being watched.
GOOD GAWD WILL I EVER GROW UP? i admit at
  first i
  was mortified angry
embarrased when i found out that
  i was so infamous but it
was
  a humbling

experience, and you
  have to admit im not
  who i once was and besides i
enjoy the
 
look
  i get
by those who try to embarrass me and make
  comments as i simply am
unfazed and continue
  to move towards
  the better ending. im
  gratefull and
someday ill use this
 

circumstance to make a difference. im going to do great
  things and
you already know it. thanks for
  investing in me.
  you will be
greatly

  rewarded. but please start speaking
  english
  your starting to bore me
YAWN! syla

 ______________________________________

What are you talking about?  Nothing but politely asked direct questions about your words directed at me; however veiled or indirectly they were.  Your so busy tripping over your own ElfSpeak, you usually fail to answer the question(s)! 

From: cecil mad>
To: Paula Rose <paularoseimages@yahoo.com> 
Sent: Wednesday, January 14, 2015 6:46 AM
Subject: Re: Why did the Elves hire you to contact me?
 

What's the name of the organization, and where's the HQ?  It appears it's way past time for an in person chitchat.  I like DC, and don't think I've been to Reston.