I am back on the blockchain

I was the best dad of all my friends that came out of CFS. I was the best dad of my age group. I was the best father of my age group I knew. I lived in a crappy house I rented in a nice neighborhood. As a single father I did more to make my son happier then other parents often do for their children. My son would have his birthday at the children's museum and I would invite his whole class and friends from the other class. This would be a challenge considering his birthday was right after Christmas. I would save money in the summer so he have a good Christmas and birthday. I would build Lego bases that would cover the entire surface and once with a tower 6 stories high. I would take him to the pool quite often. And I would make a point to go to fun mountain once a summer atleast but one summer we went like 10 times. I would speak to him all the time about any question he had. He was so smart with all his questions, before he learned how corrupt the government was he knew about Democracy and Communism. He once asked a McDonald's staff if they are still putting chemicals in their burgers. He was just as inquisitive as me. He would stand up to bullies that were in grade 4 in kindergarten he had teachers calling him kindergarten security. He was brave as me. After they took him during one of our visits he told me to never give up the battle on CFS and helping people most don't give a fuck about.

My last visit I had with him was a setup, I went there and my worker Jeff Kryger got triggered by something I said to my son. He called me out of the room and began bitching at me and during my retort which in no way violent or aggressive he triggered the alarm and all the sudden alarms are going off everyone is confused and panicking. I asked Jeff if he activated the alarm he lied to me and said no. He once told me that I couldn't record any part of the visits despite the law. I asked Jeff if he was blackmailing me he said "yes". All the CFS staff that worked went along with the corrupt practice of doing all they could from me recording them. The boss of the Jarvis office named Renee Feldschmidt even called the cops after I said I would make flyers and pass them around her neighborhood the cop on the phone said I could record him and them also, he said he would call them back and tell them. I hope he did because someone I know ended up having this very same office do all they could to steal her kid and then her right to record them. Renee Feldschmidt, Alison Chatterby-Gonselas and Jeff Kryger are shills so rules don't apply to them as they one would other workers I suppose.

I live in Winnipeg which is the largest city in Manitoba. Manitoba has the most kids in the western world. And for years the people in government and CFS keep promising change but it never really changes.

When I was a kid in care boys were sexually exploited at bonnycastle park and so many people knew but no one did anything meaningful to get justice for the exploited boys. I remember seeing how our mayor Brian "the cover up" Bowman had turned bonnycastle park into a dog park and figured he was trying to bury what had happened there. He some how got re-elected yet I do not know anyone who voted for him. I asked many people and only one random person said they did.

There has been 5 attempts on my life after going around asking about the people CFS broke and about the pedophiles that buy the youth. I had 2 phones stolen off me in less then 2 weeks and I was put into the psyche ward twice after only speaking truth. It was an ugly truth but almost everyone I spoke to including the head doctor and all the nurses believed me. I left the psyche ward the first time abruptly after I said I wasn't safe and be neither were they. I left with a hundred dollars which the staff arranged. The second time I was released less in then 48 hours.

There is a coordinated effort to stop me. I used to be followed until I started taking pictures and trolling those that followed me. The people that helped me or that I have helped have things happen to them sometimes. Some I will write about, some I will not to keep them safe.

The guy who was thrown into the back of a van by a fat bald guy and a native guy with part of his nose ended up selling out. All the sudden he was willing to use the very same lawyer who dropped my case even though it was a case she would have won. I knew something wasn't right and then he went to people I helped and said everything I said was a lie. He now lives in dishonor. I may gamble with my life but never my soul and I live to speak truth...

The person I referred to as puppet master on my old steemit is Ian Rabb (I told you I would find you)) who put money on my head because he is a pedophile with alot to lose. He showed up at a Tim Hortons once which was the second last attempt on my life. We looked each other eye to eye.

I first heard his name before I was writing on steemit. I got it from a woman who works with homeless youth. Since then many people told me about him and I told hundreds of people about him. I even made many meme about him. When I die he will have many people to look out for.

I am still homeless and almost froze to death 5 times now. But so long as I am homeless I am hard to find yet I can find others very easily. Often in less than 5 minutes I can find people and their family.

The pedophiles in power and those willing to shill for them are finally afraid. They aren't afraid of the police or the law. They are above, inside and below the law.

They are afraid of me and my mask...