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Heiress Lives In A Tent: The New Face Of The Homeless In America

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This is my story and a situation that not only has destroyed my life, but lurking in the wings to destroy the American consumer and their families too.
I was born and raised in Sacramento, California. My family on both sides helped settle this state in the middle 1800s; Breuner's Furniture on my fraternal side: the Diamond K Ranch in Roseville, California on my maternal. I'm the youngest of four girls.
In fact my great grandfathers' 120 desks, hand built by him, are still used in the Sacramento Capitol today. Ronald Reagan kept his horses on my mother's ranch when he was governor. I enjoyed the personal relationship I had with Reagan when I was seventeen picnicking on the oak tree bench my mother built as a child. He was a very kind gentleman.
Both my parents died when I was twenty years old in 1969; I inherited about four and a half million dollars, as did my three much older sisters.
What lucky girls, right? Not really. I certainly had all the security one would need in life and I was grateful, but this would also be a lifelong curse that eventually sent me into the streets.
I was too young to understand what was most probably going on behind my back from the day after my sisters and I buried my mother. My attorney and second removed brother-in-law Anthony M. Kennedy Esq. was my sister's and my counsel"today US Justice Anthony M. Kennedy. He recommended that I create a trust to protect my assets, which I did.
I married; moved to Michigan; had three beautiful daughters for which I created trusts as well. One day after twenty-four years of a very happy marriage and family life, my husband, Rick tried to murder me? I obviously survived physically, but this incident completely shocked me to my soul? Thereafter I lost my whole family including my precious grown daughters with whom I had always had a wonderful relationship? I was devastated, confused and almost suicidal.
By the year 2000 I was divorced and worth only seven hundred and fifty thousand dollars, wondering what could have possibly happened to my life and assets?
My ex-husband married a financial advisor about a month after the ink dried on the divorce decree. I thought, "Oh my God what in the world is going on?"
Eventually I picked myself up and continued with my other lifelong dream, being a fashion designer, and started my own business with Larry my business partner and a furniture designer. We were doing really well; finding a committed loving relationship too. But my past was still haunting me as weird mafia like financial crimes were becoming evident; then it became obvious that elite financiers and a few national financial institutions were in collusion stealing the assets I had. I felt that my ex- husband was involved, yet didn't know for sure? In 2004 I finally discovered that my trust had been embezzled to the tune of eighty million dollars over my marriage; I understood the attempt on my life and considered perhaps my whole family was involved? Was this the reason they abandoned me?
I summoned the US Attorney General, FBI, multiple financial watchdogs and four state attorney generals starting in 2001, when I first saw the federal crimes occurring, but before I found the embezzlement. I have continued to contact these protectors of the public now for over ten years, while they ignore me with form letters, from behind closed doors of secrecy, and watch still more federal crimes attack me like mafia hits. I mean a two year old could see the out and out criminal acts occurring, yet these government authorities refused to launch an investigation, review documents, interview me, or stop the crimes.
By 2005, Larry and my business is destroyed because of the continued crimes of the financial institutions. Both our credit unlawfully ruined. My attorney commits still more criminal acts and evicts us from our two million dollar home in Steamboat Springs, Colorado in 2007. The government authorities watch, from behind closed doors of secrecy.
Larry and I are thrown into the streets with six dogs.
By now we had figured out that "The Fort" is in place in this country that sanctions these financial crimes and assures the criminals get away with them. They consist of the financial institutions and government authorities first and foremost. Then add the attorneys that we the victims hire to help. They instead protect the financial institutions, under the table. Spinkle in the corrupt judges. Now throw in the media who refuses to report to the public that these financial institutions are embezzling assets and the government authorities are purposely ignoring the crimes. What a horrendous scenario!
So Larry and I have been pretty much in the streets since 2007, continuing to write every government authority there is. In fact I've written every politician, congressman, assemblyman and senator that would have jurisdiction over this and those who don't. I continue to write the media and alternative media. They continue to ignore me: even the ones who call themselves God loving American Patriots.
We have lost five of our precious dogs. Our weenie dog is with us.
Neither Larry nor I can get employment though we continually try. Talent means nothing and together we have lots, but we're too old with destroyed credit. We sell our belongings like peddlers for money and we write. Together we've written three screenplays. I've written a four-part memoir, in it's fifth month of being reviewed by four large publishers.
Our writing is our only hope of survival, but while we wait our life has become very grave.
We were almost arrested the other day for having 2010 tags on our truck. We know better, but just haven't been able to afford registration, rent and eat. We opted to eat and pay rent on our campsite. Our mistake. Now we have a fix-it ticket and can't drive the truck until we get this all straightened out. Problem is we can't afford to, and we've now been locked out of our storage unit, where we find things to sell. This will lead to us being evicted from our tent space and the loss of all legal documents and family photos that are in storage.
Why I'd want these family photos at this point God only knows, but the documents!
This is exactly what our government authorities want from victims like myself and now Larry" to lose all possibilities in helping ourselves and holding them responsible.
Ultimately our government authorities are responsible. How in the world can crime like this go unaddressed? The national financial institutions interact with the public everyday and these federal crimes, with different stories end the same" the victim's die from poverty and exposure in the streets.
Our government calls them, "the homeless without jobs," like it's some frustrating problem they have no idea how to solve? Well it's not. And the public has no clue. I'm confident there would be far less homeless if the government authorities were exposed for not regulating the financial institutions, for which we pay our federal income taxes.
If this isn't another round of a Hitler regime, I don't know what is? Our government learned from the past however. "Don't burn the public in ovens; destroy them financially and let them die naturally in the streets. No one will be the wiser."
The only reason I can see for this behavior, after now eleven years of trying to get the proper authorities to even talk to me, is our government likes it like this and they benefit from the crimes.
Please view the link below. I will continue to post new videos to this link weekly, listing the exact crimes that took place. Like I mentioned earlier, most of these crimes are so obvious a two year old could understand them"without the ability to read or a law book in sight.
Stay tuned for the next installment, so long as I have the ability.

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I am a Fashion Designer, Writer and Heiress. I have had all of my millions stolen and now live in a tent. The authorities WILL NOT INVESTIGATE.
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