 Great Falls and the Separation between Church and StateI decided that this was a necessary thing to write. For Darla Wynne, for my own Children, for my own peace of mind, for my sense of honor, for my need to speak out against crimes when I see them, I needed to write this essay. For those of you who do not know, I am spreading first what has happened in Great Falls, SC to Darla Wynne, for no other reason than she is of a different belief than that of the Town Leadership. In Darla's Own Words: Everything that you have heard that has happened to me is true, but not all of it happened to me yesterday or last week. This case has actually been going on since 1999. I filed in court in 2001. I received my first ruling in my favor last August of 2003. They appealed and on July 22, 2004, the Appellant court ruled in my favor. They had until August 6, 2004, to petition for rehearing in the Appellant court, which means instead of a 3 judge panel, such as we had, they now want a full panel of all the judges in the 4th circuit, which is 11 or 13 judges to rehear the case. The judges take the month of August off, so they will not make their decision in this rehearing petition until sometime in September. From what I understand it is highly unlikely that they will be successful in this endeavor. After that, their only alternative to have this ruling over turned is to petition the US Supreme Court, and again, I hear that it is highly unlikely they will be successful in that area as well. Below, you will find the link to the published opinion of my case, which has some of the evidence I entered into court mentioned. http://pacer.ca4.uscourts.gov/opinion.pdf/032069.P.pdf Now, to what this case is really about and how it got started, so be patient with this long ass email and possibly some of my ranting because I still get a little tempered and some of the things I am still working on to force the town in correcting this bad behavior. I moved down from Fairbanks, AK to Statesville, NC on October 17, 1997, arriving at 2:30 AM. I was in cultural shock because I had rented a home that was surrounded by crack houses. I was horrified and began to look for a place in the country when I read an ad in the paper that lead me to Great Falls, SC. I came over to look at the house, interviewed the old folks down at the Flopeye Cafe about drugs, violence and attitude. I lived 8 years in the bush, so I was wanting a place that people didn't get involved in your business. It seemed perfect, so I rented the house and within 6 months I found an old mill house for sale for $5000.00 and I purchased it, which is my current home. Nothing fancy, but it is a cozy little place and I love it. I began to volunteer for the Great Falls Rescue Squad due to the fact I was a vol. flight medic for Interior Ambulance up north and thought it would be a great way to meet people. I kept to myself the majority of the time, except I BS'd with my immediate neighbors. This home put me on the other side of town and I had to learn a new way to get where I was going. I began to have to stop at this stop sign on a daily basis to get to and from work. At this stop sign, stood 3 crack dealers that every day asked me if I wanted to buy crack and when I said no, they then would get vulgar and tell me they wanted to shove 12 inches up my butt. After about a month or so, they began to drive by my house as well to make these rude comments to me when they would catch me outside working in the yard or cleaning my vehicle. Now, I am a pretty level headed woman the majority of the time, but I am a Taurus and do have a temper when it flares and one day it did at that stop sign. I was getting rid of my ex and in a real foul mood when they started walking up to my truck, which by this time, I was locking my doors and keeping my windows rolled up, but on this day, I rolled my window down and asked them how many damn times do I have to tell you I don't want your fricking crack and to leave me the hell alone and get the "f" away from my truck. I flipped them off and turned right. I guess I made them boys mad because they jumped in a vehicle and went to chase me, which I guess they didn't know I was an Alaskan biker babe who was totally pissed off with the world on that day, so I pulled over down at the Big A Auto Parts Store. I jumped out of my vehicle and told them that if they wanted a piece of my ass to bring it own. Robert and one other boy from the store came out and they took off. They explained to me that I should go talk with Chief Brown about this problem. I told them I didn't want to get the reputation of a narc, but they said that this is how things are handled around here, so I took their advice. I went to talk to Chief Brown, who lived just right around the corner from me, about 3 houses down. He explained to me that the drug dealers knew the officers schedules and cars and that the town only authorized 2 undercover operations a year and that if I wanted anything immediately done about this problem I would have to go to a Council meeting and request that something be done about the drug dealers at the stop sign. He told me when the next town council meeting was and I put it on my schedule to attend. When I arrived, everyone was standing outside waiting for the person with the key to come open the meeting doors. I didn't know a living soul there except for the Chief. I had my truck, that had 3 bumper stickers on it; a WARD bumper sticker, one that said "witches heal" and another one that said "freedom of religion means all religions." I got out and walked up to wait with everyone else. About 6 people were over at my vehicle, so I walked back over to it and introduced myself to them. They asked me 20 questions until the person got there with the key. I didn't realize it at the time, but 3 of those people were on the town council and a couple of the others were planning on running for town council at the next election. I went into the council meeting, I prayed with them and then my turn came to talk about the crack dealers at the stop sign. I got a single sentence out and then the topic changed over to my bumper stickers and I was asked about my religion. I answered and then attempted to go back to the drug dealers, but my time was up. So I went to the next town council meeting and 4 more before me and Heilman Baker had words at it. At the 6th town council meeting I was getting really frustrated because the drug dealers were coming by my house more often with their rudeness and now, I couldn't even go the normal way out of town for me because of them. Heilman Baker was yelling at me like I was there for someone else, asking me." has this happened to you ?"(I was telling him about my experiences at the stop sign) when I rolled my eyes and asked him if he knew of anyone else in this town that was from Alaska and when he answered no, I stated then it happened to me and considering that I don't know anyone else from here, why would I be here if it wasn't happening to me? I then told him that with it being such a small town that I knew that they knew about this because I am not some genius who stumbled across this drug trade at a discreet stop sign in town and that if I knew about it, they had to know about it and that if someone was telling his wife, mother, daughter or granddaughter they wanted to stick 12 inches up their butts he would be pissed off and want something done about it as well, and please don't forget the fact that they are drug dealers being rude to a woman because she doesn't want to purchase drugs! I then asked if him or any of the other town council was reaping the rewards of this drug trade considering that they wanted to stay focused on my bumper stickers instead of the drug dealers. Go figure, bumper stickers or drug dealers, which are more important? Keep in mind, that during all 6 of these meetings I was questioned about my faith and my bumper stickers, told they were offensive and even asked to remove them, but I still prayed with them and still attempted to handle my situation with the drug dealers. even though prayers such as " may all the residents of our town find Christ our Savior before their keeper in hell takes them down for ever," which I felt were directed at me. The scene of the meetings are getting more and more church like as I continued to go there. Well, after a month or so, something did happen to the drug dealers at the stop sign, they got moved and I stopped being harassed by them there and eventually after I popped one in the mouth and had him on the ground threatening to break his arm and trachea they decided my ass wasn't that cute and they didn't really have 12 inches for it either. No charges were filed against me either, nor were the cops even called. I guess they call it entertainment down here when a woman kicks a man's ass. I got the reputation of a woman who didn't tolerate vulgarity and a lot of people liked my balls they said. I made new friends from all of that, but then things started to get weird. One cute guy asked me out, but stated he just got promoted to a "dragon" within the KKK and he had to lead by example and he needed me to change my religion and I had to do it publicly. I explained to him that he was cute, but not that cute and I hated expensive want-a-be-look-a-like Harleys (he had a fricking Honda that he dressed up to look like a Harley!) and that I liked people of color, matter of fact, I liked people of every color and I preferred Indians over chubby ass white boys. So, I guess I offended the local KKK group because I started getting some crap from them as well, but I handled that extremely well and still do. Some people in town were very nice to me, others every time I entered into their place of business had to point out that I was the witch from the town council meetings and then others had something ugly to say to me about my faith. At this time is when tires began to get cut, bricks thrown through my windows and has continued until a few months ago, which I screened in my front porch and just last week replaced the windows again! I didn't let the every day people bother me because I can handle that and did. If they wanted to get in my face, I never raised my voice or got confrontational with them, unless they attempted to harm me. I had one woman even get stupid right in front of her 4 year old daughter and I had to calm her down and point out that she shouldn't behave in that manner in front of her child and that if I was anything that she believed me to be, I wouldn't care that her daughter was there in the middle of this situation and I wouldn't be handling it in the manner that I was with her. Now keep in mind, I am still going to the meetings and dealing with their nonsense over my bumper stickers. Then one day, I stop bowing my head and the council waits for me to bow my head. They point out that some people won't participate in the prayer and of course, everyone turns to look at me and comments are made such as, "Satanist. If you don't like things the way they are leave. We don't want your kind here." By this time though, it is well into 2000 and I have taken on a roommate due to the WARD ER Pagan Services. My roommate had 4 children and too many problems to go into on here! She was suppose to be here at my house for only 30 days, but she stayed for a year and it was really bad between her stuff and the towns, but it wasn't just bad on me, her children went through hell and I had my hands full protecting them. The roommate began to attend these meetings and experiencing the same kind of problems as I did. She also got involved with Kathy Ruff who had a video store here in town and one of the biggest instigators around who was sneaky about everything. Kathy did her the same way as she did me when she went in to rent a video, she would point out that she was one of the witches and one night she did it with a group of 4 men in there. She came home crying and scared half to death because these men cornered her in that store, went to preaching at her and threatening her and no one would step in to help her, she was afraid. Being a black belt and a little tempered, I went back up there and drew the line, and let those boys know that it was my doing of bringing her here to this town and that if they had a problem with anyone in that house, that they were to bring the problems to me, that I wasn't afraid of them and that if they dared attempted to corner me or to bully me, they might find themselves in a corner being bullied by me. I told Kathy to stop the BS that we didn't need her to point out our faith to all of her customers, even though she tried to convince me she just wanted to show the folks that we were normal. I believe she was building up the situation that I had no clue was coming, under the direction of Barbara Hilton, who would soon become a council member. During this time is when things started getting bad. Cats are being poisoned. Her children are being bullied by the town's bullies and the school isn't doing anything about it. IF the kids get sick, the teachers are having the kids make up Christian cards to send home with them when they return to school. Her 8 year old boy was whipped with a wire by a 14 year old, and this same 14 year old, stripped her 10 year old boy in a church parking lot. I had already asked for the prayer to be changed to a generic prayer or allow different faith groups to give the prayer. I was now going monthly to the meetings with this request because the town council was constantly ostracizing me from this community over 3 bumper stickers. I had already had to quit my volunteer position with the Great Falls Rescue Squad because the others wouldn't call me by my name, they would call me Wendy, which I wouldn't respond to because it wasn't my name and in the middle of a life and death crisis you have to move quickly and responsibly and I was concerned that this behavior might cost someone their life and I didn't want to be responsible for that. My roommate wouldn't cut her ties with Kathy and Kathy was constantly getting her involved in things that she didn't need to be involved in, such as the complaints with the Ethics Commission. Barbara Hilton, councilwoman wanted someone to file 30 or 40 complaints that she was certain the mayor was in violation of. She couldn't do it due to her position on the council so Kathy began to work on my roommate, which turned around and worked on me. I was very clear in the fact that I had no problem being the one to file these complaints if they were true, but if they turned out to be false, the truth would be known at my convenience and at a time that I felt was appropriate. I also explained to all 3 of them that I would not be the one to continue to do their dirty work, that if they didn't have the balls to stand up to what they felt were injustices then they needed to find someone else because this would be the last thing I got involved with them on. My roommate and I divided up the complaints that Barbara and Kathy typed up and took them over to Columbia, which I think out of something like 36, 2 were found to be ethics violations and nothing but a very small fine was given to the mayor, no big deal and it just gave the mayor a stronger hard on for me. By this time, I have had threats of being burned out, 3 cats murdered and etc if I didn't leave town. The people here thought I would be bullied into leaving. This continued until February of 2001. The mayor recruited ministers and churches into backing his decision to keep the Christian prayer and about 100 people or so showed up for that town council meeting and it was very hostile towards me. I did go back in March of 2001 and asked one last time about the mayor changing his mind because of the threats I received, but he looked me in the eye and told me he didn't care and that I may want to take heed of the threats and consider leaving. That was my battle line and the very moment that I decided I would file in court. Barbara Hilton recorded the February 2001 meeting and gave me a copy of the tape which was entered into court evidence and later accused me of stealing it, but considering I had never step foot in her house, even though she did try to get me to come over to assist her with the care of her elderly father, which I declined due to the fact I felt she was setting me up for something, but just didn't know what at the time and am happy I did decline because if she could have had me in her home, she could have filed theft charges against me over this cassette tape and it might have been ruled inadmissible in court and I might have a record over it. All of this does come back to haunt her along with the Ethics Commission complaints in 2003, about 6-8 months prior to election time, which she runs for re-election and loses. I kept my promise to her that she would be exposed for her sneakiness and she was rewarded in an appropriate manner. On September 11, 2001, right before the media told of the terrorist attack, I delivered their court documents to them (served them), or actually I had a friend Don do so, but went with him to assist him if he needed assistance. I had managed to get rid of the roommate by this time, so I no longer had to worry about her or her children in this matter or their problems. In November of 2001, I had a situation arise from where I had my horses and was told I had to have them removed within 48hours or the person was going to kill them, so I went and spoke with the Chief, Chief Brown about if it was legal for me to have my horses where I lived at. I was given a copy of the ordinance regarding animals, live stock and etc and he informed it was legal for me to have my horses there and then pointed out that other people in town had horses, barns, cougars, monkeys, bulls, sheep, goat and chickens. So I moved my horses over here. I went to ride my horses over, and I got the first one over at my house at1:00 AM on a Saturday night. The following week in the Wednesday paper I discover a police report for Friday claiming that my horse had reared up in a menacing manner in the direction of a child, which my horse not one of them was at my residence on Friday. Animal control was called and told that I was abusing my animals, but when they came out there was no evidence of abuse or neglect. Animal Control confirmed that I had the legal right to have my horses at their current location. I was looking for another place to put my horses, but every time I thought I found a place, the people would tell me they spoke with the mayor or this person or that person and that if they let me keep my horses there, there would be problems and they couldn't get involved, not even for $ it was too risky for them. So, I had the town council getting involved in my personal affairs and attempting to prevent me from doing the necessary things in life that were important to me, which of course, it may take me some time, but I always figure things out and get done what I need to get done, even though they were making it harder than necessary on me, and in their minds, they thought they would be successful. Sometime between 2000-2001, I began to receive Christian literature from a Sheriff Deputy of Chester County. On the 3rd piece of mail, which included a chick booklet citing "thou shall not suffer a witch to live" was my final straw and I went to the Great Falls Police Department. Officer Tomashot was offended when I stated this individual was a fanatic and Sgt. Revels, who is now the Chief of Police took my complaint. The following week, which I was informed that Robbie Benson, the Sheriff of Chester County and the son-in-law to Barbara Hilton would be bringing the Deputy over to discuss this problem with Sgt. Revels and I was to be there as well. The following morning, I got up and went to the police department only to be told that Robbie Benson would not accept Sgt. Revels calls and he was informed that he wouldn't be coming over and neither would his deputy. Sgt. Revels then stated he would request SLED investigate this situation, but SLED investigations took time so it would be a couple of months. When I checked back on this in a couple of months I discovered that there was no investigation and that someone had stated it wasn't necessary to SLED, but to date, I have not discovered who that person was. My policy and one that I practice to date is, considering that the Sheriff Deputy carries a gun and has the ability and right to pull me over, I will not stop for any Chester County Sheriff Department vehicle or officer, but will call 911 to inform them that a Chester County Sheriff Department vehicle has it's lights on behind me and that I am driving directly to the Great Falls Police Department with my emergency flashers on and that I fear for my personal safety should I stop for this officer. As far as I am concerned, this is still a problem and one that has not been dealt with to my satisfaction. In 2002, my house was declared a public nuisance and the only way I was notified of it, was via Marcus Ray, the first Police Chief of our town called me to notify me that council had voted and declared it a public nuisance. In the paper it read this: http://onlinechester.com/articles/2002/03/29/export606.txt Declared property owned by Darla Wynne at 44 Walnut St. a public nuisance and will request the Chester County nuisance and abatement officer to proceed with action. When I went to town council, I had pictures of all the other horses in town, sheep, mountain lions, monkeys, cows, sheep, goats, chickens and etc and asked them what laws I had violated. I received no response. The only response to date I have received is the ordinance citing the town has the authority to declare your property a public nuisance, but the ordinance doesn't read like that. It clearly states that zoning is the one who is to determine if your house or property is a public nuisance, and if they feel it is, you are to be served via certified letter within 15 days of declaration of public nuisance, which within this letter you will be told of what laws or ordinances you have violated and will have x amount of days to correct the problem or if you are in dispute of their findings, you have the legal right to pay $100 to the zoning commission to have your case heard. To date, this has never occurred, but Karlissa Sloan, who at the time was the head honcho for this division did come to a zoning meeting in Great Falls and asked our committee to give her teeth to do what the town needed her to do by making changes within the ordinances, because Great Falls does not have a zoning office in town, but Chester is where we get our permits and etc and where her office is. On December 21, 2001, I had made my 3rd attempt at getting a permit to put up a storage building and a lean to for my 1998 HD Sportster, which was required by my insurance company at the time, Geico for me have full coverage of it. Zoning kept trying to tell me I wanted the lean to for the horses and anything I built would be used as such and kept quoting me ordinances regarding barns and no matter what I said I wanted, they kept telling me it was barn that I wanted to build. On 12/21/01, I was told via telephone that I would be issued a permit to build a lean to by a woman at the zoning office, who wasn't Karlissa Sloan. I went to Chester to get it and Karlissa was there and she informed me the town had given her strict orders not to speak to me and that she was to direct me to the town's attorney, Brian Gibbons, which I then went there. He informed me that I would not ever receive a permit for anything and that they would change the ordinances to where I wouldn't be allowed to have my birds or anything else for that matter. I left mad and crying, but determined to overcome this obstacle as well. In January of 2002, my window on my front porch was knocked out, both of them to be exact. My tires were already being cut and my truck was beginning to have problems as well. Karlissa Sloan drove by my house one day and caught me replacing a window pane that had been broken and she informed me I would be fined $1000 if I put that window in, so I didn't. I couldn't get a permit, and she did allow me to put plexy glass in one window, but decided I couldn't continue on with that for the other ones. So from that date, until February of 2004, I was unsuccessful at receiving a single permit to repair any of the vandalism that my house had endured and had no windows for 3 of my windows because I could not get a $10 permit to replace my windows from Chester County Zoning. So things continue on as they have been going. I have the town council messing with me at every corner and I begin to find things wrong with them as well. Matter of fact, Glenn Ross, one of my strongest enemies regarding the religion issue who worked for the Department of Juvenile Justice lost his job over a phone call I made due to him not following policy and a letter he wrote to the editor. I informed on him for his 2 arrest and convictions that he failed to report, which the State of SC states you have to contact them within so many days of an arrest and he failed to do so, but his letter to the editor sending me a message to me and my God from him and his God, just made me a little feistier than usual and I decided if he wanted to get down and dirty, that it was about time I did the same, and I did. I let my claws out and I ripped him a new hole. He also was not re-elected and it had a lot to do with what I was doing to keep the attention on him, and his own doing because he was so out of line it wasn't funny. Councilman Glenn Ross also wrote a letter to the editor claiming there was a petition down at town hall and asked that residents go down and sign it to prevent PPD from occurring here and he also gave a sermon at the town council meeting when we canceled PPD due to violence from a racial riot that occurred here in Great Falls. I have had people jump my fence while I had a broken foot and attempt to corner me in my house, but even with this broke foot, I had a crutch that I hit them with that knocked them off my porch and gave me the opportunity to jump out in my front yard and yell for my neighbors. One guy went to jump my fence in broad daylight and I bounced his head off the pavement like a watermelon, and again, no charges were filed against me because the jackass was trespassing and publicly drunk and disorderly. I have had my house egged, my vehicle tampered with, sugar put in the gas tank, at least 50 tires cut, animals killed. Since September of 2003, my house has been vandalized 9 times, the last time being in May of 2004. Once having a cat gutted and hanging from my ceiling plant thingy. Finally finding a place to move my horses, I had their fence cut numerous times on a daily basis, and then someone dumping out 50#'s of whole oats, which foundered and almost killed my horse, which this just happened a few months back in April. The older horse was given drugs or poison, which I am not sure and neither is the vet, but it caused her to have seizures and she almost died as well. Every October since 2000, like clock work on Samhain, they hang animals on my fence and toss cats over it. They hang pregnant cats on the fence at different times of the year, but if I wasn't so paranoid at every vehicle stopping out close to my house, which makes me get up and go see what is going on, these poor animals would be dead and sometimes they go into labor, such as what happened 3 weeks ago and all the babies die. On October 2003, after I attended a town council meeting I arrived home to find another cat that had been thrown over my fence earlier that year and one that I kept; poisoned and fighting for it's life on my door step, which it died in my arms a half an hour later. The week before Beltane of 2004 I had 3 incidents which involved animals. The Saturday before Beltane, is when my horse was foundered and I had to begin staying out there with the horses 24/7 due to treatment I had to provide to the horse. This incident cost me well over $1000 in vet and other expenses. I went home daily and usually went home a couple of times a day to check on the other animals. On Monday I did as I was doing, except I took a bath and gave my dogs and birds some attention. I left and went back to the horses. On Tuesday I went home only to discover that my house had been vandalized and that my 14 year old Yorkshire Terrier who has never been to the vet for anything other than shots and her pregnancies, had been injured. She had been either kicked with a boot or hit with a fist in the left eye, which she is now blind in. On Thursday, the vet told me the horse was going to be fine and I could go home, so I did. That night at midnight, the horses fence was cut, and again several times on Friday. In between the repairs of the fence I would come home and spend time with my other chores and animals. On Friday, I put my raccoon, Squirt out on his chain so he could go fishing for minnows in his swimming pool when I got a call and walked inside the house and then after the call used the bathroom and walked outside within 20 minutes and Squirt was gone. No one seen anything. I looked at his chain and it had clearly been opened by a person, so I began to look for him. I had over 40 children who were dying to find him so they could receive a $100 bill. I went to the police department and filed a complaint and was very clear that if I found him in the company of a living person, I would hurt them. Officer Tomashot come out and looked in trees and under my house for Squirt, which he was not at my house and offered to get coon dogs to find him, which I agreed to because I knew someone had him, but Officer Tomashot did not return with any coon dogs or even call. In a fit of anger, I decided I would do my Aunt Diane's 9 day voodoo spell (she was a voodoo high priestess and we are originally from Louisiana). My neighbors got a little freaked when they saw me spitting rum, smoking cigars and dancing with my 9 foot Burmese snake in the front yard with my Kali knife in my hands and I informed the police when they arrived that I was doing ritual to have my pet returned and that this was the last straw that I was taking from these people in this town. That if they wanted war, then by the Goddess, I would give them war. I was left to attend to my ritual and the cops wanted to know what I thought the results of this ritual would be and I informed them that I would get my pet returned to me and if it wasn't tonight, it would be within 9 days. The following morning at 7:05 AM I woke up to my Squirt who some idiot had tried to shave him in 3 different spots, and I believe within my heart planned to kill him, but was going to torture him first. His paws and fur had blood on them, along with 3 spots with missing hair that looked like someone shaved him. His feet were sore, he was tired, thirsty and hungry. I fed and watered him and waited for the police to arrive. Again, it was Tomashot, who didn't get off work until 8 AM and he didn't bring a camera, but I made him take pictures of him with his car camera for evidence because I was certain that who ever tried to shave him had to have been injured by Squirt with his claws and that is how he got away from them and they had to be close to me, because if not, how did he come back to me, not because of magick, but because they are within a short distance of me and they are marked by his claws. There is a lot that has happened, and continues to happen. But, the point of all of this is to get you up to speed, and to stop everyone from going off into so many directions with hysteria and demanding justice and all these different agencies to get involved. I know most of you knew about this case as it began but probably don't remember it because it got caught up in a personal vendetta against me and the facts were distorted. Matter of fact, those of you who came over from the WARD list, just last September, when we did our notice of closing WARD someone posted the same false information that had been going on since this case started, so you knew about it but at that time, too many people were involved in a shark feeding frenzy of my misfortune and enjoying my torment to realize or even understand that it was very serious and that I needed all of this concern a long time ago and had I received it, I might not have experienced the majority of what I have. While I am not angry about the lack of concern now, I was very hurt by the reaction I received because someone decided to put up some kind of "case study" that had absolutely no truth or facts to it, because if there had of been an ounce of truth to it, this case would not have made it to the point it has and I would have been jailed, but no one bothered to check out a single thing this "case study" claimed because if they had of, they would have found there were no truths to it, even though the study claimed to have case numbers and etc to it, which don't exist in reality. So you see, I do blame much of what I have experienced on the pagan community as much as I do upon the town council and the Christian community. When I needed this community, I only had a handful of people that actually knew me who were willing to stand there beside me and back me up, but all of these people on line who didn't know me were so quick to judge me not because of my actions, but false allegations made against me by another within our community. I have been the brunt of many jokes and seen post where I am a disgrace to the pagan community and is one of the reasons that I am taking time off from being active within the community at this time. While I was busy fighting the town council and the people of this town over my bumper stickers and prayer, I also had to fight the ammunition that these pagan people were providing to the town's attorney that was false information, which they obviously convinced the town's attorney, Brian Gibbons and Andrew Lindemann that this was a strategy of WARD's and that I moved around from state to state to find small towns to pick on and to create cases for WARD's image. This was brought up in my first court hearing! I was also asked in court about allegations about criminal investigations into my conduct within WARD, which to date none have occurred and the court decided it wasn't relevant to the case! And just for the record, I lived in Fairbanks, Alaska for 13 years then moved to Statesville, NC and was there for a year until my lease expired and then moved to Great Falls. Great Falls is the only town in which I have filed a federal law suit against in regards to religion or prayer. So you see, I have had my hands full. And most of the stuff that is upsetting everyone has already been handled or is being handled. There are so many things going on that my attorney and I are working on the most important ones and working our way down. The ACLU has already assisted me and how I met my attorney. Americans United wrote an amniscus brief for me and so did the American Jewish Council. ACLU of South CarolinaI could go on and on about what has happened to me in the past, but looking at the clock I see I have to get ready to go to work, so am going to have to cut this second email short and just skip to the important things instead of blow by blow aspects. The animal thing of course was this year. I am also waiting for a warrant to be served upon a minister for trespassing, littering, which has occurred 2 years in a row and this year, he was screaming at me, "Witch, you are going down, Witch you are going down!" So he is on my list to put a stop to the harassment. About a month or 2 ago, I was publicly exorcized at Lewis Auction house when I walked in to ask him to paint over my name on the side of his building, which I had spoken with my attorney and learned he did not have the legal right to have my name on his building without my consent. I walked in and was very nice about it and explained to him why I wanted my name removed because I felt it kept my name associated with controversy and I wanted some normalcy to come back into my life. When he declined to have it done, I explained what my attorney said and that I preferred not to go down that path with him, but would if he maintained his stance on leaving my name up there. Which on the side of his building it was spray painted, "Jesus Christ loves Darla Wynne." This man jumped up screaming, "In the name of Jesus Christ, Satan be gone from her!" as he poked me in my chest. I thought at first he was joking or something so I tried to make a joke back by saying, "look if I drop on the ground and turn in circles and speak funky, will you remove my name?" That just made him get crazier and he screamed and poked me a few more times informing me that I was in his place of business and that he could do as he pleased. I then informed him he poked me one more time, which btw was pretty hard in the chest that I would break that finger and I would call the police. Well he did, and while I didn't break his finger I did grab it and put a little distance in between us, by walking him back away from me and then I told him I was calling the police. I then walked over to the Eagle Dollar Store and used their phone to call the police. It took the police an hour to get there and was told to wait for them there and then it was officer Tomashot who arrived. He informed me that this guy has strong religious convictions just like I did and that he didn't want to do anything to him for it. I explained that the difference between this guy and me was that I wasn't putting my hands on people, nor was I forcing my religion on them. Of course, nothing was done about this either. Over the minister situation, I have spoken with my attorney and am getting some paper work from the police department to share with him and then things are about to change down at the police department, because we are about to go into phase 2 of this situation. I also have had one cat injured, but I can't prove that someone hurt her because I didn't witness anything and I was asleep when it happened. I just received Christian material in the mail on Saturday and the phone calls continue. Last year after the court ruling we had prayer warriors that I didn't press charges on the old lady who put her hands on me, but this year, I am not willing to tolerate any bad behavior because my stance is that it is all coming to a screeching stop and I don't care if they are old or young, I will have them arrested. My attitude has changed this year and it changed when they took my Squirt. This year, my policy is zero tolerance for bad behavior. Last year I was spit on because I had my arms around a black woman and this town was in the middle of a racial riot. If you all want to check on anything that I have said, I would recommend you go to www.onlinechester.com and do a search on my name, prayer, Glenn Ross, Barbara Hilton and anything else you can think of regarding the statements I have made in this email to verify to yourself that what I have said is factual. I also recommend you reading Dan Huntley's story on me last October which the Charlotte Observer will not print anything that they can't prove to be factual and he was able to verify that 20 of my tires had been cut and etc. I still maintain that at least 50 have been cut because I have spent a fortune on tires. So know, I do appreciate your concerns now and I do feel better about the pagan community because it does look like they are seeing the truth finally and I appreciate that fact. I want to take this whole experience and chalk it up to a learning experience and I sincerely hope that the pagan community can also look at my case and the things that have occurred within it in the pagan community and learn from it as well, so should this ever occur to another pagan, they don't have to face it alone and are not tormented by the community in which they live, or by the pagan community on line because no one took the time to look into the truths behind the lies of a few individuals who had personal vendettas. I have had a lot of bad things happen to me and I believe they all were for a reason. One, to show me who my real friends are and were and to understand that I am the only one I can count on to defend and protect myself. I have become a stronger person, one who knows she can overcome anything that this world throws at her. It is okay to be alone, because you are only lonely if you are unhappy with yourself and I have discovered just how much I love myself, my animals and what I will go through to protect them and myself. I have also learned many things I hope I will forget about the nature of human beings in all categories, pagan and Christian alike. I discovered how so many people were burned during the Burning Times we talk about so much. Pagans are very good at attempting to destroy each other. I sincerely hope we can change this atmosphere within our community and can grow from all of this. I will apologize up front if my email has gone into a rant about the pagan community, I think I might still be hurt by what happened to me over this case, but I do not hold any ill wishes towards anyone within the pagan community, but do know, I am working my way down the chain to resolve all of my problems and there are a couple of pagans out there they may still end up in court over their actions in all of this because I am a firm believer that we must be held accountable for our actions and there are a couple of people that will be held accountable for their actions. I haven't made the final decision and I know the thing about karma, but sometimes justice needs to be dished out in a court of law and people needs to be held accountable by the courts. Thank you for your recent support of my case and the concern you have shown for my safety. I do appreciate it. BB |
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