A fun day for all, yesterday in the Westminster Courthouse in Carrol County, Maryland, where Mr. W.J.J. Hoge's peace order against me was thrown out so hard it left a permanent impression on the wall. Idiot Attorney Aaron Walker and his Stooge Stranahan are spinning it into a victory for them, of course, but anyone who has to go dumpster diving to dredge up my former drug-abusing, adulterous, ex-wife for sympathy deserves none from anyone else. Nor shall he receive any.
We'll talk about the case and the fate of American Journalism if "Stranahan's Law" ever became the law of the land.
The Right Wing Media Mafia has had just about enough of me. They have appointed the dimmest bulb in their burned out marquee to file criminal charges against me for telling the truth.
Their hope? My 13-years with Parkinson's disease have left me unable to deal with the stress and I'll quit. Either that, or the stress will kill me.
I will not be silenced without being killed.
If I die, I will stop broadcasting.
If I am silenced, there will be...
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