To whom it may concern:
I wish to indulge the courts and your Honor in a matter of great importance and concern of mine and of financial concern of the courts.
I have been seeing a therapist, Jason Blantz, of Urban Housing and Health of San Francisco, for about 6 ½ years now. On one of our first sessions he asked me to apply for Social Security. I told him I did not want to draw Social Security, but reluctantly I submitted the paper work and was approved for SSDI.
I have been diagnosed with Borderline Personality Disorder and have three completely torn tendons in my left knee, the ACL, PCL and LCL. BPD is a non-curable “social disorder” that affects about 2% of the general population. The damage done to my knee is permanent and will only be operated on if it becomes a mobility problem.
One of the key traits you ‘must’ possess to be diagnosed with BPD is an inability to lie. My therapist told me at one of my sessions that I had too much common sense and I needed to start telling more white lies. He also stated that people do not like hearing the “brutal truth”. When I asked Mr. Blantz what the ‘definition’ of the brutal truth was he attempted to give me an example. I stated that I wanted a definition, not an example. He could not give a definition of the phrase, I then told him that the “brutal truth”, in a nutshell is: the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. I then asked him, “Where do hear that at?”
He then got extremely irritated at my common sense approach to his ignorance. When asked for a definition of a “white lie” he again could not give a definition of the vague phrases that he attempts to use, and instead attempted again to give an example. After some thought and at a later session I told Mr. Blantz that a white lie is: a false truth told without malice or forethought, it literally borders on “wit”.
When I first started sessions with my therapist I found him to be “stuck in a rut” about the patients that he was seeing…thinking that all of them were convicted felons, drug users and social outcasts, but he seemed compassionate about his concern for them. He seemed to get SSI for them which puts the burden of their conditions and addictions on the federal government, plus allows them close to $1,000.00 a month to fuel the drug trafficking in San Francisco.
At one of our earliest sessions I asked him to talk about the ‘drug culture’ and ‘underground’ in the city of San Francisco, he avoided the question every time I attempted to bring it up.
I found a fascination with bicycles and learned how to repair, maintain and build them…they were most therapeutic. They helped me quit drinking alcohol (clean for 5 years), I have had 17 DUI tickets throughout my life, and worked during that entire time also. They were also extremely helpful in easing the intense pain I experience from the damage done to my knee.
I am extremely mechanically minded and have, not too much, but common sense, which I might add is a synonym for “logic”. That being said I started fixing, and building bikes that I would find abandoned on the street at a storage facility I rented while I waiting for my housing. What I did not realize or know is that bicycles are the second largest thing shipped out of the Bay Area illegally besides drugs.
What I had inadvertently done was attracted the attention of the Mexican and Asian Mafia in your city and a faction of the Arian Brotherhood, who I assume was the entity supplying the flow of bikes to the mob. I have had over 700 of them and they have all been stolen or borrowed and never returned. My intention was not to commit any crimes, the bicycles were literally therapy and give me something to do besides get overly involved in the drug culture in the Bay Area. I would appreciate if the court would run my record.
Moving to the Bay Area from Nashville Tennessee I was a little unfamiliar with the landscape and social structure of your city and that is one of the reason I asked for some advise, on numerous occasions, from my therapist, but he refused to even entertain the idea.
This lack of information has made me, and keeps me, ignorant of your social structure and it is causing all kinds of personal problems, financial problems, and possible future problems like incarceration. Over the last three years a gentleman named Phillip Striegel has been behind getting my Social Security benefits cut off once for three months, which I rectified and solved that problem. Then the “underground” has stolen numerous items from my hotel room, at the Apollo Hotel in San Francisco, and my storage I had at City Storage at 16th & Harrison Streets in San Francisco. This, to the best of my knowledge, and from what a woman at my therapists office said is the Cities “social conditioning” and taking all of a persons personal possessions is a way of humbling someone to make them dependent on the community, as a way of integrating you into “the family”. I am a very independent individual and don’t require the assistance of anyone for my needs. The reason these people are adamant about their persistent efforts is because of the bikes, which are a huge source of income on the Asian and Mexican black market.
After moving to San Jose to get out of the reach of the ‘mob’ and ‘underground’. I found that most of them to have military audio implants in them, and found that they could not be removed from my presence. When I brought this to a case managers attention, Ms. Laura Salazar, at the James F. Boccaardo Regional Reception Center, commonly known as Little Orchard, she was shocked that I would say something to her on that subject matter. At a later meeting with my therapist he stated that I was noticing too much…I beg to differ, they were showing me too much.
On October 10 of 2009 my eldest of two but younger sister died of suspicious circumstances and three weeks later my 80 year old father was diagnosed with Parkinsons Disease. As I write this letter I am on Amtrack coming back from Michigan from seeing my family. Three months ago my mother was admitted to the hospital, St. Joe Medical Center in Mishawaka Indiana with a flesh eating bacteria that had gotten into her blood stream and she was not expected to live. After 53 days in the hospital in Intensive Care she was release to a Critical Care Facility. After her release from there she came home to recover and on her second day home she fell backwards down the steps and ended up back in the hospital for 6 more days. On the first day of her stay my father and I went to visit her and after my father cleaned the stove off he accidentally turned on the oven and set the stove on fire and we came back home to find the house inundated with smoke.
This is the second trip I have made to care for my aging parents in the last three months.
I wanted to let the courts know that I would still be living at the Apollo Hotel but I kept finding a crystal chemical in my room, in clothes, my food and shoes. When I brought this to the attention of the manager and the case manager, Ms. Julian Clark they looked at me as if I was hallucinating. It is the programming chemical that is commonly used and documented in numerous articles about “conspiracy theories”.
This combined with the theft of all of my things prompted me to leave my residency at the Apollo Hotel.
If you find my comments here to be graphic or inappropriate you will have to excuse me. My BPD causes me to state things in the manner I have here….concise and truthfully, and you will have to excuse me, I did not mean to offend.
If there is anything we can do to rectify this problem please respond to the address below:
Jack Davis
Thank you very much for your time and consideration in assisting me in resolving this problems and take my apologies in advance for any inconvenience as I have had an overload of issues to deal with.
I wish to indulge the courts and your Honor in a matter of great importance and concern of mine and of financial concern of the courts.
I have been seeing a therapist, Jason Blantz, of Urban Housing and Health of San Francisco, for about 6 ½ years now. On one of our first sessions he asked me to apply for Social Security. I told him I did not want to draw Social Security, but reluctantly I submitted the paper work and was approved for SSDI.
I have been diagnosed with Borderline Personality Disorder and have three completely torn tendons in my left knee, the ACL, PCL and LCL. BPD is a non-curable “social disorder” that affects about 2% of the general population. The damage done to my knee is permanent and will only be operated on if it becomes a mobility problem.
One of the key traits you ‘must’ possess to be diagnosed with BPD is an inability to lie. My therapist told me at one of my sessions that I had too much common sense and I needed to start telling more white lies. He also stated that people do not like hearing the “brutal truth”. When I asked Mr. Blantz what the ‘definition’ of the brutal truth was he attempted to give me an example. I stated that I wanted a definition, not an example. He could not give a definition of the phrase, I then told him that the “brutal truth”, in a nutshell is: the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. I then asked him, “Where do hear that at?”
He then got extremely irritated at my common sense approach to his ignorance. When asked for a definition of a “white lie” he again could not give a definition of the vague phrases that he attempts to use, and instead attempted again to give an example. After some thought and at a later session I told Mr. Blantz that a white lie is: a false truth told without malice or forethought, it literally borders on “wit”.
When I first started sessions with my therapist I found him to be “stuck in a rut” about the patients that he was seeing…thinking that all of them were convicted felons, drug users and social outcasts, but he seemed compassionate about his concern for them. He seemed to get SSI for them which puts the burden of their conditions and addictions on the federal government, plus allows them close to $1,000.00 a month to fuel the drug trafficking in San Francisco.
At one of our earliest sessions I asked him to talk about the ‘drug culture’ and ‘underground’ in the city of San Francisco, he avoided the question every time I attempted to bring it up.
I found a fascination with bicycles and learned how to repair, maintain and build them…they were most therapeutic. They helped me quit drinking alcohol (clean for 5 years), I have had 17 DUI tickets throughout my life, and worked during that entire time also. They were also extremely helpful in easing the intense pain I experience from the damage done to my knee.
I am extremely mechanically minded and have, not too much, but common sense, which I might add is a synonym for “logic”. That being said I started fixing, and building bikes that I would find abandoned on the street at a storage facility I rented while I waiting for my housing. What I did not realize or know is that bicycles are the second largest thing shipped out of the Bay Area illegally besides drugs.
What I had inadvertently done was attracted the attention of the Mexican and Asian Mafia in your city and a faction of the Arian Brotherhood, who I assume was the entity supplying the flow of bikes to the mob. I have had over 700 of them and they have all been stolen or borrowed and never returned. My intention was not to commit any crimes, the bicycles were literally therapy and give me something to do besides get overly involved in the drug culture in the Bay Area. I would appreciate if the court would run my record.
Moving to the Bay Area from Nashville Tennessee I was a little unfamiliar with the landscape and social structure of your city and that is one of the reason I asked for some advise, on numerous occasions, from my therapist, but he refused to even entertain the idea.
This lack of information has made me, and keeps me, ignorant of your social structure and it is causing all kinds of personal problems, financial problems, and possible future problems like incarceration. Over the last three years a gentleman named Phillip Striegel has been behind getting my Social Security benefits cut off once for three months, which I rectified and solved that problem. Then the “underground” has stolen numerous items from my hotel room, at the Apollo Hotel in San Francisco, and my storage I had at City Storage at 16th & Harrison Streets in San Francisco. This, to the best of my knowledge, and from what a woman at my therapists office said is the Cities “social conditioning” and taking all of a persons personal possessions is a way of humbling someone to make them dependent on the community, as a way of integrating you into “the family”. I am a very independent individual and don’t require the assistance of anyone for my needs. The reason these people are adamant about their persistent efforts is because of the bikes, which are a huge source of income on the Asian and Mexican black market.
After moving to San Jose to get out of the reach of the ‘mob’ and ‘underground’. I found that most of them to have military audio implants in them, and found that they could not be removed from my presence. When I brought this to a case managers attention, Ms. Laura Salazar, at the James F. Boccaardo Regional Reception Center, commonly known as Little Orchard, she was shocked that I would say something to her on that subject matter. At a later meeting with my therapist he stated that I was noticing too much…I beg to differ, they were showing me too much.
On October 10 of 2009 my eldest of two but younger sister died of suspicious circumstances and three weeks later my 80 year old father was diagnosed with Parkinsons Disease. As I write this letter I am on Amtrack coming back from Michigan from seeing my family. Three months ago my mother was admitted to the hospital, St. Joe Medical Center in Mishawaka Indiana with a flesh eating bacteria that had gotten into her blood stream and she was not expected to live. After 53 days in the hospital in Intensive Care she was release to a Critical Care Facility. After her release from there she came home to recover and on her second day home she fell backwards down the steps and ended up back in the hospital for 6 more days. On the first day of her stay my father and I went to visit her and after my father cleaned the stove off he accidentally turned on the oven and set the stove on fire and we came back home to find the house inundated with smoke.
This is the second trip I have made to care for my aging parents in the last three months.
I wanted to let the courts know that I would still be living at the Apollo Hotel but I kept finding a crystal chemical in my room, in clothes, my food and shoes. When I brought this to the attention of the manager and the case manager, Ms. Julian Clark they looked at me as if I was hallucinating. It is the programming chemical that is commonly used and documented in numerous articles about “conspiracy theories”.
This combined with the theft of all of my things prompted me to leave my residency at the Apollo Hotel.
If you find my comments here to be graphic or inappropriate you will have to excuse me. My BPD causes me to state things in the manner I have here….concise and truthfully, and you will have to excuse me, I did not mean to offend.
If there is anything we can do to rectify this problem please respond to the address below:
Jack Davis
Thank you very much for your time and consideration in assisting me in resolving this problems and take my apologies in advance for any inconvenience as I have had an overload of issues to deal with.
