This means that the funds I left with that MP guy are being embezzled by him, as he is the signatory of the two-person rule I established for that fund that is a completely legitimate asset to my official United States federal undercover assignment.
He is being encouraged by organized crime to embezzle the funds because for the simple reason of preventing me from gaining legitimate access to my personal property.
I started thinking about that specific arrangement about two weeks or so ago and details I observed recent are consistent with those thoughts.
JOURNAL ARCHIVE: Date: Thu, 9 Feb 2006 15:51:02 -0800 (PST)
From: "Kerry Burgess"
Subject: Re: Sleep journal - 2/9/06
To: "Kerry Burgess"
And they also started making up some story about me taking work away from their business, something about me working on my own while on their time. I didn't really catch on to that until later, but I started to see they had been planning this out for a while. Every single hour I billed was in their company's name. I suspected they had cheap access to a lawyer and were gambling they could get away with not paying me the
plus the other stuff. I spent 4K to get basically nowhere, or to shoot myself in the foot for just making a formal complaint. I suspect for every thousand dollars I was spending on a lawyer, they only had to spend a hundred, or maybe even less.
Kerry Burgess wrote:
http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=foreign
foreign
Situated in an abnormal or improper place in the body and typically introduced from outside: a foreign object in the eye
relating to or originating in or characteristic of another place
not contained in or deriving from the essential nature of something
not belonging to that in which it is contained; introduced from an outside source
Kerry Burgess wrote:
Only remember a brief part of my dreams last night. It feels like there was more dreaming but I can only remember what seems like the last part. This felt like a normal dream and not one that was what I consider "suggested" or "manipulated." This recent dream was of me sitting in a room with three other guys. We were all wearing U.S. Navy uniforms and it seemed to be some kind of waiting room. I was enroute to a new assignment, a ship somewhere. One of the guys seemed to be a CPO, another was a LT. The third guy was a buddy of mine from the Wainwright, except that the uniform he was wearing was only similar to a U.S. Navy uniform but really wasn't. I walked out of the room with someone that I don't think was one of the first group. I was walking down some stairs.
My sleep pattern has changed over the past few days since I haven't experienced one of the foreign dreams. I am sleeping later. For the first time in a long time, I didn't get up to watch the 5 a.m. news, which is a bummer, but in all reality is a silly thing to feel bad about anyway.
Today I am thinking more about how they broke my employment contract to avoid paying the sign-on bonus they promised me. I trusted
would make good on that promise when he asked me what it would take to make me come to work for them. I trusted him enough to defer it to a few months later. I should have seen it coming when they started having problems making payroll. I often did not when I would get paid or even if I would get paid. I remember being outspoken about not getting enough work. I often received compliments from our customers for the work I was doing for them and I wanted more work.
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JOURNAL ARCHIVE: From: Kerry Burgess
To: Kerry Burgess
Sent: Saturday, February 11, 2006 6:51:59 PM
Subject: as of a drama
In regard to his companions his mind wavered between two opinions, according to his mood. Sometimes he inclined to believing them all heroes. In fact, he usually admired in secret the superior development of the higher qualities in others. He could conceive of men going very insignificantly about the world bearing a load of courage unseen, and although he had known many of his comrades through boyhood, he began to fear that his judgment of them had been blind. Then, in other moments, he flouted these theories, and assured him that his fellows were all privately wondering and quaking.
His emotions made him feel strange in the presence of men who talked excitedly of a prospective battle as of a drama they were about to witness, with nothing but eagerness and curiosity apparent in their faces. It was often that he suspected them to be liars.
He did not pass such thoughts without severe condemnation of himself. He dinned reproaches at times. He was convicted by himself of many shameful crimes against the gods of traditions.
In his great anxiety his heart was continually clamoring at what he considered the intolerable slowness of the generals. They seemed content to perch tranquilly on the river bank, and leave him bowed down by the weight of a great problem. He wanted it settled forthwith. He could not long bear such a load, he said. Sometimes his anger at the commanders reached an acute stage, and he grumbled about the camp like a veteran.
http://www.online-literature.com/view.php/redbadge/2
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