Day 42 number two, sigh

Hello, Hi?

They say you're being held to account

While they control terms of reference

And the Socialists, guaranteed,

Gloriavalian shepherds too,

Run exhausting interference

Meddling in one life over another's

Your . Life . After . That . Other . One .

Until OUR coffers run dry

Rach, I told you the other night that I love you.
I could never give up on my lovely wedding day singer.
Looking at you in that moment 26 years ago was a wonderment - could I ever have a nice daughter too?

I will keep on disciplining you if I get the chance.
So far, this has gone further than anything I could have thought of.

If you don't publicly apologise, provided to me for posting here, imagine yourself being taken to court for disobeying the Broadcasting Act.
If I got the mayoral job, imagine, I'd have money to use if I wanted to take this to court.
Stranger things have happened throughout history than me becoming the mayor.

I have evidence that my broadcasting idea was free from publicly sensitive issues, or should I say, governmentally sensitive issues (covid and protests). It could have simply been the case of a woman talking about her cats for all Ludlow knew.

The other night you and Mike were huge on that word 'obey'.
You despised on our Parliament Protesters and all other independent thinkers.
You asked intelligent questions to ascertain whether I had been 'disobedient' in the Police station, and then appeared to let me off the hook, satisfied with my responses - pleased to know that I had behaved the same quiet law abiding way you'd always known of me. You even said that what the Police did (in assaulting me) was not ok.

We got along fine the other night.
Yet here you are menacing me again.

You are calculating, cool, calm, and well practised.
You are scarily self confident.

The other night you got all concerned about who I might know nationwide.
Were you feigning concern that I might get waylaid by bad people?
You were advising me, the adult, to be careful not to fall in with the wrong crowd!

It's you who is bad.

You are in with bad people.

I hoped you had fizzled out. 

You were fine by the end of my public meeting.

Tell Mike to pull his neck in and apply his favourite word to his own life.

The Police won't listen to you.
They already have past experiences of your lack of credibility as you rail at innocent people.

Now apologise to me personally and to our community for interrupting my campaign with negativity.

And if you want to try doing the decent thing, tell everybody about the speeches I gave that night.

Imagine if you had refrained from attacking me this last time round.
There may have occurred another way of holding Ludlow accountable.
Now we will never know.
I wish this situation could have been different.

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Ludlow, you give me the shivers just having to think about you, but here's my statement to you.

You fearful arrogant prick. 

(Just the same as the Wellington sergeant. I literally saw the thug's arrogance turn into coward's fear). 

Imagine if you had invited me into the station, as you promised, and helped me to prerecord, according to the Broadcasting Act. You could have then deemed my recording as unsuitable if you'd wanted to, and I would have had to accept your decision.

You broke the law Ludlow.

And now you have all your Socialist buddies comforting you while I have to go out alone to try and find people willing to display my Stop 3 Waters banners, despite putting out an SOS because your behaviour has been harming me.

I cannot stand you. Your calculating to harm others is worse than Bailey's.
How dare you hurt Rachael further.

Own up, like the coward you've been exposed as. 

It's far too late to make your apology any other way.
Come out as the coward you are Ludlow. 

Give the other Socialists a break if you care about them like you pretend.

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Dear community -

It's the same old same, but the same old same is fast growing out of hand.

We the Majority can turn this corner, I'm certain.