Friday, August 28, 2015

Months of being fucked with

These "counseling sessions at hangar 282 lasted for months.  I felt like the murder suspects in A&E networks reality series "The First 48".  Where they put the murder suspect in an interview room with 1 or 2 homicide detectives.  And they get peppered with questions trying to catch the suspect in a lie.

I too was constantly pulled in a room with 1 or 2 officers and peppered with questions.  Like they were trying to catch me in a lie.  My crime was refusing to play along with the plan that I marry my stalker.  Lisa Morris.

For years I have wondered why I was fucked with so hard.  The officers playing this game with me.  A full time job.  This was just a collateral duty for them.  Obviously Lt Kelly/Lt Schultz were instructed to do this by someone above them in the chain of command.  So why was so much effort put in.

My gut instinct has always been the Morris clan offered $$$$.  More to come at a later date on this hypothesis.

I suspect Butch Morris, who drove an army general around in his army days got the idea from overhearing talk amongst the army brass about leaning on junior people to make them come around.  

Tuesday, August 25, 2015

DK2 Willie Simon

Other people within the squadron were eventually sent to "talk" to me.  And obvious 1st one would be the other disbursing clerk in the squadron.  Willie Simon.  So he made several runs at me, and he was always saying to me "play ball".  Meaning he wanted me to play along with their little scenario where I cooperate in their goal of marrying my stalker (Lisa Morris).  And I was, at this point still politely cooperating with  them.  In that I was calmly repeating the truth over and over.  As I was being treated as some type of criminal for not seeing things their way.  No direct accusations were ever made.  I was being treated like a troubled junior enlisted man in need of counseling.  Eventually he brought in the previously mentioned squadron personnel officer.  LT Dave Schultz.  So this is the point where I start to get pissed.  Seeing the obvious.  That the squadron intedded to keep fuckin with me until I submitted to their wants.  So this was the first time I dared people above me in the squadron to "bring me up on charges".  As Simon was black, he had already proved he didn't like me due to my white race.  And there was also the "shitbird" factor.  Tied in to my failure to maintain proper personal hygiene.  Which I fully admit was a major fault with me at that point in time.  So Willie says "okay", as he wanted me out of the squadron and his world.  He had been trating me like shit ever since day one.  Lt Schultz was sitting there.  And told Simon that wasn't going to happen.  Simon says "you have to bring him up on charges".  You could tell he wanted my ass on a platter badly, by the way he said it.  So Schultz tells Simon he is the one who will be brought up on charges if he continues to push.  And guarantees Simon he will lose 2 stripes.  Which was possible at court martial.  He and Schultz go back and forth on this during these counseling sessions with me over the coming days and weeks.  And Schultz repeats his 2 stripe promise a couple of times.  At one of these later times Schultz tells Simon when he loses 2 stripes he will then put me in charge of straightening him out.  And asks him if that is what he wants.  Simon says "no".

Monday, August 24, 2015

LT Randall Kasamoto

So one day at hangar 282 Lt Kasamoto approaches me, with LT Candance Kelly present.  And starts talking to me about the "Wilson party"  in a delighted way.  As if he thought the "Wilson party" was cool, and that I had an idea of what he was talking about.  Lt Kelly looks at him asn tells Kasamoto that that subject is "classified", and that she is going to snitch him out to the VP-17 commanding officer.  Which was Commander Thomas T Verhoeff.  So obviously Kasamoto steps off.  What was the "Wilson party"???????

The only expanation I can come up with, and it is totally outrageous, but then again this entire scenario is totally outrageous and bizarre.  Expanation is I have other circumstantial evidence that the Morris clan offered $$$$$$ bribes $$$$$ to try and get their way.  So perhaps the Morris clan forked over $$$$$ for a party for the officers to cooperate in their stalking of Lisa Morris' declared soul mate.  Which was yours truly.

Friday, August 21, 2015

Candance Kelly

LT Candance Kelly was involved in most if not all of the "counseling" or harassment sessions I received at hangar 282 at the Naval Air Station at Barbers Point, Hawaii.  LT Dave Shulltz started out as the point man in these sessions.  And Kelly was observing.  And obviously this was game playing, as he was obviously dancing around instead of coming out with any direct accusation or formal charge.  He said at least once, and this is happening over days and weeks in a series of sessions, "there could be a marriage certificate out there".  So I would respond, "well then you need to produce a copy for proof".  Then he would instantly move on to another topic.  Like "she could commit suicide".  And I would say "well then Lisa Morris belongs in a mental hospital".  So this was all about head fuckin with me, vice any concrete accusation.  So it becomes obvious Schultz isn't making any headway.  In my mind at least a person would have to be an idiot to be let themselves be bullied into getting married to someone who weirded them out.  And that there was zero desire to be married to.  So no one would succeed with me in this objective.  Twila James had already offered me her pussy.  And she was hot.  And her daughter was hot.  And that tactic failed.

So Kelly tells Schultz she is taking over the point person position.  And Schultz says something about how he is a LT also.  And Kelly says "I'm senior".  And she takes over, and Schultz steps off.  And at some point Schultz stops even showing up for these counseling sessions.

At some point Candance Kelly plays the "she may commit suicide"  card.  And it almost played out word for word like the same conversation with dad's wife Doady (Isabelle) Gibbs.  I asked "would you marry someone who threatened suicide?".  Kelly "no".  Me "well then you are holding me to a differant standard than you are holding yourself.  That's not very good leadership".  Got the standard blank look with no response.  Guess there is not much you can come back with to that undeniable truth.

Wednesday, August 19, 2015

corporate culture

The term "corporate culture" popped up in every college management class I ever had.  It was a buzz word.  At least a few years ago.  And the Navy had it's own distinct corporate culture in the 80s.

Most junior enlisted men were under the age of 25.  After a person worked their way up to a more senior paygrade.  And was into his or her 30s, they were considered more mature.  And less prone to do immature stupid stuff an 18 year old, or 23 year old were prone to do.  There is a lot of truth to this.  And as a general rule I have no problem with this.

However, this mindset was used to try and bully me into getting married to Lisa Morris.  Which is an unprofessional distortion of this supervision of junior paygrade  mindset which was prevelant when I was a junior enlisted man.

I was subjected to this mindset that those over me in the chain of command knew how I should be living life better than I did myself.  And thus, I needed to just submit to their superior life experience, and marry Lisa Morris.

And obviously I reject this premise that a young man, or anyone, should be forced to marry someone they do not want to.

If someone has every seen the A&E network series "The First 48", in which real life homicide detectives are followed around by TV cameras, they have seen real life homicide suspects in interview rooms with homicide detectives peppering them with questions.  Trying to catch them in a lie.  This is what I felt like in the months I was called over to hangar 282 to be screwed with over Lisa Morris.  Only unlike many of the homicide suspects on "The First 48"  I was telling the complete unvarnished truth over and over and over to the point that I started to get pissed.  

Tuesday, August 18, 2015

Naval Air Station Barbers Point

So I was at NAS Barbers Point Hawaii.  Assigned to VP-17.  As a payroll clerk I was TAD to the disbursing office on base.  Which was part of the Personnel Support Detachment.

Had been there a week or 2.  Get a phone call from LT Dave Schultz.  A pilot in the squadron I was assigned to.  His collateral duty was also to serve as the squadron personnel officer.  I assume he was the closest thing to a division officer I had, as I was a  TAD person away from the hangar.  I cannot remember if LT Candance Kelly was involved in this initial interview, for lack of a better term.  So I get asked about Lisa Morris.  Which was an immediate indicator to me the Morris clan had been making phone calls.  And had been actually taken seriously by someone above me in the chain of command.

I don't remember this initial interview being intense.  And I assumed that since I had actually done nothing wrong, this would all go away quickly.

Boy was I wrong.

Monday, August 17, 2015

Jimmy Morris

On leave between Navy Finance Center and NAS Barbers Point.

Jimmy Morris asks me for my SSN.  My antenna buzzed.  And I asked him why he needed it.  He said something about maybe he might need "to catch up with me" in the Navy.  So despite my better judgement I gave it to me.  Weeks later I would understand the error of my ways.  As he probably used it to identify me to the Navy when the chain of command started fuckin with me over Lisa Morris.

His older brother Butch Morris drove a general around in the Army.  And probably understood the military, at that point in the 80s, used a persons SSN as identification