Brad Kempo Esq.

[Retired Barrister & Solicitor (Alberta)]

914 950 Drake Avenue

Vancouver, British Columbia
Canada V6Z 2B9
Ph. 604 609 0520
bradkempoesq13@gmail.com
Skeletal Autobiography

As a result of what I experienced, having been pushed out of the practice of

law in early 1993 and two business ventures sabotaged, my mom has paid
every bill when it comes to food, clothing, rent, hydro, TV cable, phone and
Internet. Virtually every piece of furniture in the living-room and dining-
room she bought. She, my sister and I have been going to Costco every 6 to
8 weeks for longer than I can remember and every time shes picked up the
bill. If it wasnt for her I would have been living on the street.

In 1987 I was en route to becoming a lawyer choosing that career path

principally because of mom and dad but also had aspirations of becoming
an entrepreneur. Upon finishing my law degree I put my chosen career on
the back-burner to pursue a venture that from all appearances would be a
goldmine. Some of my friends from my teenage years went on to develop a
globally paradigm-shifting, Made in Canada, supercomputer technology -
Myrias1. The agreement I had with them in the mid-1980s was that upon
completing my education I be the corporate lawyer and could commercialize
the invention any way I wanted. During that time the CGI -- computer
generated imagery aka computer animation -- industry was at its genesis.
Steve Jobs purchased PIXAR in 1986 for $10 million and he and other
companies were creating product for TV. There were several show reels of
what could then be achieved that fascinated me.

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Web address: http://everything2.com/title/Myrias+Research+Corporation

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Showcase reel 1985:

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TV commercial 1985:

PIXARs Luxo Jr. 1986:

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John Lasseter 1987:

Cartoon 1988:

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TV Commercial 1987:

TV commercial 1987:

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The opportunity that was going to put my legal career on hold indefinitely
was confirmed when an industry newsletter published statistics of CGIs
growth trajectory and revenue generation potential.2 So I incorporated
Intelligent Images Research Inc., got a firm commitment from the Myrias
supercomputer architect to help write software, recruited similarly brilliant
computer scientists from the United States and Britain and then set about
securing implementation financing.

There was in this almost too-good-to-be-true scenario one fatal problem.

The establishment had just before returning to Edmonton strategized how
everything I did in life would be ruined. The first tactic to pursue that
grotesque plan was manoeuvring into my life in the summer of 1987 was a
security services operative: David Mackenzie, who claimed to be worth some
$50 million. Just before my arrival hed become a patient of my dentist uncle
and then befriending him and then me. He said he was excited about the
CGI opportunity rented this two-bedroom house that would be my home and
the base of operations while researching and writing the business plan.

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When I commenced my Federal Court of Canada lawsuit the publisher had cited
statistics which proved I saw this visual revolution would be gargantuan. In the
summer of 2002, he said that the CGI industry, hardware and software,
worldwide had generated since the late 1980s a mind-blowing $440 billion.

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When the project I and the Alberta registered company were pursuing was
intentionally prevented from obtaining implementation financing, i.e.,
sabotaged, I decided it was time to pursue what my academic
accomplishments and qualifications offered - practicing in a profession that
would deliver security of employment and over the long term financial
success with great retirement benefits.

First, I completed my one-year lawyer apprenticeship and passed the Bar

exam; being admitted to the Law Society of Alberta on September 21, 1990.
During my year with Joseph Doz, Barrister & Solicitor, a sophisticated life-
destroying blueprint was strategized that had as its goal to remove me from
practice and never to ever have normal, meaningful contact and
relationships with anyone but security services operatives.

Most importantly, there would have to be no evidence of government

involvement and instead make it appear I was the sole cause of my
professional demise.

I felt incredible success both when seeking and then being granted my first
degree attaining a B+/A- average; as was the case upon pursuing and
receiving the second one. The Faculty of Laws Academic Dean at University
College Cardiff, Dr. David Meirs, was so impressed with my undergrad in
political philosophy he offered a special program of study that condensed the
standard three year curriculum into two years. I took his Juristic Technique
class and was assigned three papers. The Christmas assignment got 80%,
the second a grade of A and the third an A+. And that highest of high
marks was assessed despite not answering the second question; thats how
extraordinary my analysis was to him.

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Upon my return to Edmonton I got my articles in the office tower that stood
out from all the rest in the city - Manulife Place.

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A series of inter-linking criminal initiatives were then launched. The first
was calling in Canadas spy agency, the Canadian Security Intelligence
Service, and making me believe a safe house for Russian agents engaged in
economic espionage lived right across the street from my home. The agency
offered cash if it could set up a covert surveillance operation. As my only
source of income was $600 from the governments unemployment insurance
plan, paying my monthly rent of $500 was considered a much needed
infusion of capital to maintain the residence until I could begin practicing
some six months in the future. Plus CSIS played on my patriotism;
manipulating me into thinking I was doing a great service to our country.

While appreciative of having enough money to see me through until there

was a law practice revenue stream, I was cautious and wanted to have
something to prove this situation in the future if need be. So a couple times
I deposited money I got each month from CSIS into my law firm trust
account - a no no in terms of Law Society rules about managing these
special bank accounts. Heres one of the deposit receipts for $500.

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On April 1, 1990 - in retrospect a security services high fiving April Fools
joke on me of the most egregious kind - my house becoming a fraudulent
secret surveillance post for the spy agency.

Unaware of the real reason for this instalment I proceeded to study for my
bar exams. When successful, arrangements were made for the formal
swearing in ceremony where friends and family attend. It was scheduled for
September 21st.3 Because the CSIS employee there from the start had been
so nice to me, I, of course, invited him to attend. And wanting to appear
friendly, he agreed. Thats Jim in the background immediately to my right
(your left).

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Certificate of Membership is in the Documents section of my resume website.

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With this electronic system in place to watch my every move, more
interlinking initiatives were launched. One was to so inundate my law
practice with fake clients that I really never practiced at all.

I was vulnerable to the dynamics of the marketplace to which new lawyers

opening sole proprietorships are exposed. I needed a clientele to generate a
revenue stream. Consequently, it was easy to introduce wave after wave of
operatives into my professional life. Several of them conspired to fabricate
evidence that was used to justify disciplinary proceedings. Law Society
officials colluded to ensure I endure the anxiety these experiences generate
and feel embarrassed over the stigma of being punished. They got no
satisfaction because I knew the proceedings were very suspicious.

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The security services encased my life in a way that resembles the Hollywood
film The Truman Show.4 In this 1998 movie starring Jim Carey, the
protagonist lives in a massive television studio with hidden cameras
everywhere. All his friends and the people living in this artificial town are
actors playing roles in the most popular TV-series in the world: The Truman
Show. He thinks hes living an ordinary life and has no idea hes been
enslaved to this life and is being exploited for the enjoyment of millions.

Everything I did was micro-monitored and surreptitiously orchestrated to fail

employing this encasing or quarantine technique.

While all the foregoing was happening, another initiative was launched to
tag-team and destabilize me emotionally so as to try and lead me to a total
breakdown. This operation sought to compromise my personal life.
Manoeuvred into my path was Stephanie Kennard; young, very cute and
placed in a retail booth in the mall I regularly walked through to the
courthouse from the squash club I joined. She used aggressive body
language of sensuality to draw me into her place of employ; and then the
trap was set to engage in a campaign of emotional traumatisation.

For many months she played the role of love interest; flirting with me at
every opportunity. Once something more than an acquaintanceship evolved,
she was instructed to show up at a nightclub I was then frequenting. One of
her tag-teaming operatives approached me and said she was slandering me
behind my back. To intensify my reaction, a male member of the group
walked up to me and threatened an assault. Feeling like my reputation was
under attack, I filed a lawsuit. That created an opportunity to take another

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Watch movie trailer at http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c3gI9ms8Fdc

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reputational round out me. She swore an affidavit alleging I was stalking
her and was a threat to her safety. And so did one of her operative friends.

When a hand-picked judge was assigned to the case, he granted a

restraining order and the gossip grapevine went into overdrive. My father
was known to be a chronic alcoholic, arrogant and abrasive; and so the son
inherits the sins of the father circumstance was ripe for exploitation. Soon
judges stopped treating me with respect and began rendered decisions
intended to cause humiliation. My reputation in the small legal community
was destroyed.

Stephanie wasnt the only attractive operative engineered into my life.

There were two other tag-teams going on at that time. One consisted of a
so-called couple: Drew Weinstein and Natalie Novak. He was a banker who
introduced himself at another nightclub I was frequenting. This Bank of
Montral loans officer looked like hed just walked out of GQ Magazine and
she out of Playboy. He became my banker and again I was surrounded by
the assets of the State.

The other inter-linking tag-team was through a successful businessman who

I played racquetball with in the mid-1970s. His son ran one of his pawn
shops in the city and he deceptively introduced me to more operatives. One
of them was Dawn. She, like Stephanie, made it appear she wanted to have
a relationship. Being single and looking for companionship, romance and
intimacy, who could say no to this opportunity?

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The same approach was adopted when I moved to Vancouver the
fabrication and perpetuation of a relationship with an exceptionally attractive

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nightclub waitress, Christie Angus. She fit the Stephanie and Dawn beauty
mold to a T. Meeting and reinforcing her presence through the medium of
serving a nightclub patron, an acquaintanceship evolved which I exploited
for evidence collection because by then I knew something was up.

Christie was put forward by the security services as yet another example of
a potential mate (that would never materialize). What I observed was a
much more brazen campaign that paralleled what occurred in Edmonton in
the early 1990s. This undertaking would become one of many instances
where patterns developed that exposed the operational manual.

Christie described herself as a budding actress in formal training and with

up-and-coming career advancing TV credits. One topic of conversation that
remained a theme during our weekly, usually Wednesday and Friday night,
social encounters was how she was getting along with her education and

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when she was going to start filming in Vancouver for the acclaimed
television series Millennium, which then was showing nationally on a weekly
basis in Canada. Over the course of five or six months, not once was there
mention or query in the conversation about whether she had commitments
to other men.

I let the relationship take its course, always remaining the extroverted,
optimistic gentleman. I watched as for months she played a courting game
which had little substance and much left to inference and imagination.

Not about to let the contrived social engineering involving and revolving
around Christie to pass into history without milking it for more evidence
collection -- very much interested in observing reactions and behavior in the
longer term -- I began acting like I was not going to give up hope she would
someday become my girlfriend or fianc.

Starting shortly after her disappearance from working at the nightclub, I

conceptualized, designed, established and perpetuated a symbolic shrine in
my living-room.5 I began purchasing a single long stemmed red rose from
flower shops in the vicinity every three or four days, keeping it in a vase on
an ornament stand until it withered; then attending at a florist again to
purchase the next one. This went on for some four months.

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In August 1996 a bar acquaintance invited me to live with him in his then
$850,000 penthouse. He said his girlfriend had left him and had a room for me.
Hed already proved to my satisfaction to be an operative; so I figured this was
another avenue to collect evidence of being encased and quarantined. It
became apparent very swiftly my role in the apartment was of servant, or
butler. I was the one who kept food in the fridge, the liquor cabinet filled and
more. This luxurious place was eventually perceived as an operative party
palace. Every single Friday and Saturday night there was a bash; one that was
set up for their pleasure while I was shuffled to the social and sexual sidelines.

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My efforts were eventually rewarded. It was made known to me she was
back in town and working at a lounge three blocks from the penthouse; and
so I went to visit. Not expecting any grand reunion, I simply went to say
hello. Her first gesture was to offer to buy me a shooter to celebrate. When I
asked her the name of the drink she chose for us to share, she responded
with what made evidence collection valuable. She bought me a Mind Fuck.

To mitigate the loss of my law practice I conceptualized a business in the

legal research industry. Alberta has its own academic credentials evaluation
system it required I write three law exams to make my U.K. law degree
equivalent to one issued by the universities of Alberta and Calgary; all other
provinces ascribe to a national organization. So when I sought to transfer
my license to B.C. I had to apply. It ordered I write seven. While studying
for them I began developing a database comprised of legislation, judicial
decisions and legal literature. This led me to envision an Internet-delivery
mechanism where instead of attending at law libraries and spending hours
looking for what was required to fulfill client needs, pre-packaged research

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by subject-matter would be Web-available at the click of a mouse and in
minutes. This became a full-time project and by early 2002 Id expended
upwards of 18,000 hours in the acquisition of data. When done there were
6,500 topics in 17 areas of law. Eventually this novel system was retooled
to make it public friendly as the result of my moms suggestion. In early
2002 I distributed two thousand flyers in downtown Vancouver placing
them on vehicle windows to generate website traffic. To prevent there being
any revenue the security service removed them after I distributed them,
then prevented telephone calls and e-mails from coming through.

My nemesis also sabotaged the entrepreneurial venture another way: by

introducing into my life an operative in 2000 posing as an investor. He said
his name was Rob Clark and we became acquaintances after being socially
engineering into my path at The Roxy nightclub. His interest was said to be
Internet start-ups and he liked what I was doing. So we entered an

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agreement that for $50,000 hed get a stake in the company. The first
$25,000 was made available and immediately used to increase the size of
the database. A half dozen people were hired to sit in the downtown law
library for a couple months and under my direction manually type into the
database excerpts from legislation, judicial decisions and legal literature.
Doing so put my research resource in the same league as the largest legal
publishers in the country. However, when it came time to engage in
marketing and promotion, Rob refused to advance the other half. With no
advertising budget there was no way to drive traffic to the website using
traditional mass media sources.

That I had a sister who was also practicing in a profession, medicine, a

thousand miles away from my law practice was another opportunity to
engage in abuses of power. So the security services secretly descended
upon her; employing the same operational manual used on me. She too
was inundated with operatives - with fake patients - but not to the same
extent I was. All that was required was several to worm their way into her
personal life and then create havoc from every direction and sabotage
everything that was dear to her to cause such emotional trauma and
destabilization shed collapse like I eventually did.

My sister is extraordinarily smart. She received certificates of merit and a

scholarship in her last year of high school for academic achievement in the
sciences. In 1985 she graduated from med school fourth out of 111
students and received the John James Ower Medal and Scholarship in
pathology. Back then a perfect grade was 9. In the ten courses she took she
got nine 9s and an 8.

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Over the coming years she would become a member of the College of
Physicians & Surgeons in British Columbia, Quebec and Manitoba and a
member of The Medical Council of Canada.

She was very extroverted, but thin skinned. She loved life, enjoyed and was
very competent at her job and was liked by everyone. Shortly after
graduating she began earning a six figure salary.

They predatorily and viciously attacked what was of high value professionally
and personally. She, like I, was covertly tag-teamed; that is, an ensemble
of agents provocateur were professionally and socially engineered into her
path who began to manipulate her life in ways that would bring ruination to
everything sought and achieved.

The first destabilization initiative was three of them threatening to destroy

her professional status; telling her they were going to file a complaint with
the B.C. College of Physicians & Surgeons that would get her immediately
suspended. In other words, fabricated evidence would be employed to
achieve the goal the same methodology of engagement as the
manufactured Law Society disciplinary proceedings. Next, they fatally
compromised her personal relationship with her boyfriend. She ended it
because he was recruited and then instructed to bring a self-professed
prostitute to a dinner engagement. That was followed by stealing one of her
cheques and forging her signature; depleting her bank account of $30,000.
To increase her anxiety, one of her two vehicles was stolen.

When becoming angry over the loss of the car she confronted them; to
which they responded with the threat of hurting her if she went to the cops.

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She wasnt intimidated and filed a vehicle theft report. Thats when the
establishment demonstrated its really sicko personality.

The city police executive assigned her file to a known sexual predator on the
force. Having already traumatized her to the max, they wanted to push her
to suicide. The cop sexually assaulted her three times over a several week
period.

When the police executive was successful in brutalizing this very sweet,
defenceless woman it decided to do some house cleaning. So they arranged
for a prosecutor to file criminal charges against the cop and used her as a
witness; requiring she relive the sexual assaults again. To ensure success at
trial, a second victim was brought in so thered be corroboration. He was
convicted and sentenced to a year on prison:

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She was so tormented and became so clinically depressed by all that had
cumulatively occurred, she began seeking ways to anesthetise herself from
the enormous misery and anguish she was experiencing.

Due to the multi-perspectival manipulation, disruption and interference with

her life she became addicted to a powerful sleeping medication. The College
of Physicians & Surgeons were told she was self-prescribing and suspended
her license and then compelled her to undergo a series of exceptionally
expensive treatment programs to rehabilitate her good standing. The
brutalization was so extreme and so protracted she began seeking the
assistance of psychiatrists and psychologists and was prescribed drugs to
treat the damage done to her cognitive faculties. The parallels to what
happened to her and I are way beyond coincidence. The security services
operations manual is in full view when comparing our experiences over a
many year period.

When she finally healed and began to move beyond these horrifying attacks
on her, a second series of manufactured events were designed and
implemented. She enjoyed playing pool in downtown bars, pubs and clubs;
so manoeuvred into her life was a handsome, blonde, tall, twenty-something
stud-boy into her life. This comprised another clandestine introduction of
operatives into a persons life, like Stephanie, Dawn and Christie, for the
purpose of covertly manipulating it to produce an intended short and long
term result. He did what was necessary to sweep her off her feet. That
created another set of opportunities to keep her destabilized and unable to
maintain a steady practice which would generate the kind of wealth
accumulation shed enjoyed in the late 1980s.

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They had a child together. This had the diabolical effect of embedding this
authoritarian plant into the fabric of her and our familys lives forever. Plus,
the baby became another way to traumatize her during the years to come.

The operative and his mother, Krista, tag-teamed her with all sorts of
emotionally destabilizing antics. The result of all this effort was keeping her
so distraught, so overwhelmed, shed never fully regain her professional
status and thus an ability to regularly generate income.

My sister had two pillars in her life her medical practice and her child.
Both were viciously and unrelentingly attacked. Having sexually violated her
by cop and then encumbered her file at the College with the designation
addict, the time came to try again to push her to suicide.

Shocking in the extreme are the series of meticulously strategized and inter-
linking undertakings that had as their goal to take her daughter away from
her forever in hopes she would take her own life. The initiative was
commenced by planting drawings in her residence that intimated sexual
impropriety by the father on her daughter, Paige.

When viewed in the context of all what she and I experienced as

documented herein, its easy to draw the conclusion those responsible are
clinical, incurable psychopaths drunk on authoritarian power believing
theyd never be held to account. As I described to you and Mavis yesterday,
theres been a decade plus long, non-public international movement to
deliver justice to them and relief to their victims. These profoundly vile
abuses of power on this continent cannot be allowed to go unchallenged.

Heres what they planted:

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[Drawing is in the court exhibit bag]

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Another one sought to traumatize my sister in the belief her little girl was
fearful of her father:

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The drawings, as intended, triggered an exceptionally lengthy, very
expensive, custody and access battle - a court case that was rigged from the
outset to complete the process of geographically and emotionally alienating
this child from her biological mother and us. How this litigation and the
Federal Court lawsuit I filed evolved and ended have unmistakable parallels.

In a court submission Roma describes the genesis of the relationship:

May 6/94 Met Michael at a sports bar during the Stanley Cup
Playoffs

Summer/94 Michael moved in with all his possessions contained

in a duffel bag

Dec/94 Asked Michael to leave because he punched my

brother in the face - couldnt get him to go, so
eventually my brother left.

Apr/95 Told him to leave because while I was away with a

girlfriend in Hawaii for one week he didnt work,
played poker and drank all day. Consequently he
had no money for food or rent.

Feb/96 Went to New Orleans with 4 girlfriends for one

week and returned to discover the landlord had
conducted a spot check of the house and due to its
condition delivered an eviction notice.

Jan/97 Moved Michael out - I was five months pregnant.

He neglected care of the home, the dogs, the child. He racked up bills
for nights spent in the bar, at times costing $1,000/month. When I
was working and he was at home (Oct 97 - May 98) I came home to a
filthy place.

In one of the affidavits she filed with the court was this about his mother:

Kristas attitude was pervasive and intrusive. Her sense of

entitlement with respect to Paiges care was communicated to be

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 more than just a grandmothers participation; what I said carried
no weight with her she was acting like ... a better mother. All
along she continued to identify herself to Paige as mamma and
thus failed to indicate to the child or me that I was the lawful
mother.

My reaction over time to Kristas constant undermining and

downplaying of my role as lawful mother bewildered and
confused me. The more I said something the more I was
unacknowledged. When our telephone conversations didnt lead
anywhere I started to write out my concerns and fax them to
her. I attempted repeatedly to put my reasonable perceptions
and concerns to her. Not one single letter I faxed was ever
replied to and thus the letters became more frequent and longer.

My repeated request that Krista choose another name to identify

her to Paige that doesnt sound like mamma was
acknowledged but ignored and was one of the factors that led to
my deteriorated mental state. Krista originally told me right
after I made my request known that she would comply but it
was blatantly obviously she never did.

Heres correspondence evidence between her and the operatives mother:

October 4, 1999

Dear Krista:

I feel very strongly that you have been behaving inappropriately and
insensitively. [] I require that you continue with a workable and
amicable relationship with you including the following:

1. You choose another name - one that does not sound like Mom
to identify with her.

2. Whenever you or any of your family refer to her, you use her
name Paige;

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 3. On the days that you would like to have her, you bring her
back that same day;

4. I would like to point out that no one on [your] side of the

family has any desire to contribute to her ongoing support in
a financial sense and this is something that has not gone
unnoticed.

This in January 2004:

Dear Krista:

Do you remember a long time ago that you said Michael has a
passive aggressive personality disorder? Look at whats
happening to all of us - fighting, avoiding talking to each other,
etc. etc.. [] I have little doubt that Michael is thoroughly
enjoying the havoc that his happening right now between you
and I. Am I missing something? Am I wrong in my
interpretation of whats happening? If so, please let me know so
I can rid my mind of all this negativity.

In a 2004 family-relationship assessment she states this about the

operative:

1. Watches TV for endless hours - on working days for 6-7 hours, and
on weekends 10-15 hours. I was treated harshly (verbally) if I
even tried to talk to him while watching commercials.

2. Sexual intimacy was scarce, ranging from 1-3 months between

episodes.

3. He once hit and shoved me against a fence in a back alley and the
neighbors called the police.

4. He averaged 6-8 tall buds [i.e. Budweiser beer] on weekends.

5. He would never come to childrens activities.

She adds:

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 Due to Paiges personality change, which began in November
2003, her distress evolved into suicidal expressions, fear of
leaving me, complete withdrawal from friends and activities and
continuous crying; all this led me to seek legal action. []
Suspension of access commenced on 19 February 2004.

To the question What led to the change from any previous

parenting, visitation or residence arrangement to the current
on? she answers My daughters personality change (drastic)
re: expressing extreme fear of being with her daddy during her
Daddys Days see picture in Tab 2. In early February, on a
Tuesday, I took her took her to school and the teacher tried for
about 40 minutes to pry her off of me. Finally we gave up and I
took her home. I found these pictures drawn later that day.

[]

As of March 1, 2004, following the discovery of pictures drawn

by Paige (Tab 2), the concern of sexual abuse arose and
thereafter access was suspended indefinitely until the matter
was sorted out.

[]

Very hostile conversations gradually arose. He cost me $10,000

to support him whenever he was unemployed and to buy him
items (such as a vehicle, wardrobe, etc.) to enable him to get
decent employment. [When we separated he took] things from
me which Ive requested back (and even offered to replace
them) and he said NO.

What couldnt but also cause long-term, deep, irreversible psychological

damage was this, which was part of the micro-management of her life to in
due course deprive her of her child:

From November 2003 to March 2004 Paige stated almost every day

1. I wish I was never born,

2. I wish I was dead,

3. I hate my daddy and

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 4. I would rather die than see my daddy again.

My reaction over time to Kristas constant undermining and

downplaying of my role as lawful mother bewildered and confused
me. The more I said something the more I was unacknowledged.
When our telephone conversations didnt lead anywhere I started to
write out my concerns and fax them to her. I attempted repeatedly
to put my reasonable perceptions and concerns to her. Not one
single l faxed was ever replied to.

Heres an excerpt from a court transcript dated December 8, 2006, in which

his counsel sought to turn the tables on her to make it look like she was the
threat to Paiges safety and not his clients. The psychologist, chosen by our
adversaries to have regular sessions with her, authored a profoundly
fabricated, an egregiously slanderous, report:

My Lady, I will just say one last thing, and this is what Paige told Dr.
[X] and its in her report:

Paige stated that she feels afraid when she is with her mother.
Shes stated being with her mother makes her feel insecure
particularly if no one else is there. She stated that she
sometimes feels afraid of her mother and is glad that her
grandmother is there. She stated that she likes seeing her
mother, but would like for another adult to be present.

Thats not my client prompting her to say those things, and thats a
pretty serious thing for a child of her age to say, that shes afraid. []
You know, she loves her mother, but she knows shes not well.

Revelatory of what over a decade of surreptitious manipulation and

disruption of a highly educated, very intelligent, emotionally stable individual
produced is the assessment of a psychologist:

March 12, 2007

I am writing in response to your request for a treatment

summary regarding my psychotherapy client Dr. Roma Kempo.

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 As I understand it Roma awaits a trial in a custody and access
matter.

[]

[I]n June 2005 Roma was very stressed and emotionally

overwhelmed, such that she decided to turn over Paiges primary
care to Paiges father.

[]

When first saw Roma on June 22, 2006 and then during
subsequent sessions in July she was very distressed emotionally.
She was depressed, as well as anxious and agitated. She was
restless, distractible and disorganized. Her manner was frantic
and frenetic. Her thoughts were scattered. Her speech was
rapid. She had difficult calming herself.

[]

She used our initial sessions to ventilate her aforementioned

sadness and understandable frustrations.

[]

It was my diagnostic impression that she may have an agitated

depression. [Her reduction of her active role as a mother] when
combined with her vocational inactivity has been a substantial
challenge for her, as it naturally threatened her self-concept,
self-confidence and self-esteem. In my view, until the summer
of 2005 her self-identity and self-esteem were largely founded
on her roles as a single mother and as a physician and surgeon.

She is an exceptionally intelligent, well educated and energetic

person. Unfortunately for almost two years now Roma has had
little to requisition her brainpower and physical energy.

In other words, what worsened a condition that resulted from the perpetual
infliction of stress, anxiety and fear, was this intellectually gifted and highly
energetic person being reduced to doing nothing of significance in her life.

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In closing arguments her lawyer submits that she was unable to cope with
the pressures of her life by summer of 2005 and that she informed [the
father] he must take care of Paige. This is when we see her succumb to
what had by that point been almost a decade and a half of grotesque
manipulation and disruption. The psychologist goes on to state:

What she didnt expect is that she would be cut out of Paiges
life in the way that she was. That complete separation from her
daughter, who had lived with her for the first eight years of her
life, her inability to continue working and the aggressive
litigation that was immediately commenced against her caused
her to descend into a deep depression and to suffer from what
she accepts is a bipolar disorder.

Of cognitive deficiencies prior to meeting the operative he states on the

court record:

She did not have any mental health symptoms at all [during her
childhood, teenage years and adulthood] and performed well at
all activities, including sports, piano, studies and school events.

In other words, before being clandestinely tag-teamed in the early 1990s to

prevent her from having the financial wherewithal to help her brother if he
pleaded for funds to escape his MK-Ultra nightmare and prior to being
brutalized by the operative and his mother she was a normal, well-adjusted,
academically high achieving individual who had nothing but success and
happiness in her future.

Her longest serving psychiatrist opined I had always held the opinion that
Roma was a very good mother and that Paige was a well-adjusted child.
In his expert opinion:

It is appalling that this mother and daughter do not have any

quality time alone with each other. In my discussions with Roma

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 about how to conduct herself with Paige so as not make it even
harder for the child I have been impressed with her sacrifice and
common sense. This whole thing has required a great deal of
courage and self-control. I see no reason she should not have
abundant, totally unsupervised visits and phone calls with Paige.

In her lawyers closing submissions this:

It is clear that [he] has sought to isolate Dr. Kempo from Paige.
He fears her influence over Paige and his lack of ability to
control the relationship are evident. He stated to [a doctor] if
it were up to him he believes no contact with Paiges mother
might be best for her, as he does not know what benefit Paige
gets from the visits. This shows a shocking lack of insight.

In 2008 the establishments hand-picked judge grants an order as follows:

The Plaintiff shall have sole custody and sole guardianship of the
child and she gets access that must be supervised. The
Defendant shall not question Paige for the purpose of gathering
information about the Plaintiff or his family; and shall not record
by electronic device any telephone conversations.

This is nothing short of government kidnapping. That one of the victims,

my mom, was a retired federal judge, proves along with everything else
documented herein just how twisted and warped are those who control the
most important of State environments.

Heres Paige as an infant, teenager and now (the fourth photo is from her
Facebook page).

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Five years earlier, in December 2003, Prime Minister Jean Chrtien resigned
and his groomed successor Paul Martin took over. He was yet another lawyer
after a string of them since 1968 at the helm of federal governance. In
January 2004 I started to experience a heightened attempt to intimidate and
harass. There was only one course of action open to me that couldnt be
sabotaged - one escape route that couldnt be blocked. On the morning of
February 19th I packed my bags, collected together my litigation evidence,
walked to the bus depot and bought a ticket for Seattle. When presenting
myself to U.S. immigration officials at the border I told them I was a lawyer
and was seeking political asylum in the United States. The officer was
stunned for a moment; and upon regaining his senses standard asylum
protocol was followed. I was interviewed for a half hour or so and then
loaded into a van heading for immigration detention in Seattle; where I
waited for my application to be processed.

I chose this course of action to send the message to the establishment I

wouldnt tolerate this egregious multi-decade conduct anymore. Plus, taking
this action became a formal introduction of my decades of human rights
violations to the Bush administration and the United Nations.

I had been so wound up by what academics have labeled climate of fear

initiatives that made me feel for my security I took what I thought were
reasonable steps to ensure my safety; asking for and receiving segregation
from the general population. All alone in my 5 X 9 cell I reflected on all
that occurred; concluding that having delivered my complaint to both, those
threatening me and otherwise destroying my life in perpetuity were now on
notice that any foul play would have serious and lasting consequences given
my professional status and family pedigree. Just a little over two weeks
after seeking refuge in the land of the free I withdrew my application for

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asylum and returned to Vancouver; confident international attention would
protect me. My prediction was accurate to a degree as I document herein.

What Id been a victim of since 1987 and the malicious judicial bias I
experienced in the Federal Court led to the decision to use my academic and
legal skills to determine what caused it all. So within a couple weeks of my
return I commenced the research project the results of which are posted
on the Canadian Governance Reform Council website.

The combination of the academic investigation, aggressively prosecuting the

lawsuit, seeking asylum and formally alerting the international community so
irritated the psychopaths, the security services were mobilized in August
2004. On the first Friday of the month two Vancouver Police Department
officers were dispatched to my residence to allege I was stalking then BCTV
weatherwoman Tamara Taggart; doing so by sending a series of ever
threatening emails. Instantly, I knew this was an instance of evidence
fabrication and retaliation for my actions. Shocking to everyone, but typical
of the establishments addiction to incomprehensible abuses of power, the
officers werent instructed to arrest me and take me to the station; rather,
to escort me to St. Pauls Hospital and have me involuntarily incarcerated in
the psych ward.

Thats an exceptionally serious matter because unlike being in the criminal

justice system where there is a bail hearing, the psychiatric system doesnt
have that kind of oversight. When youre in, you dont get out until a doctor
signs off on the release. Further, the implications to ones academic and
professional credibility are acute. Ive labeled this medical slander.

To demonstrate I was being framed I drew the cops attention to my Federal

Court Statement of Claim, indicating the Defendant said on the court record

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national security was involved, and the research. To their credit they
walked out the door empty handed.6

Did this intimidation of a most totalitarian kind deter me? Of course not. I
continued the research and prosecuting lawsuit feeling my findings were
meritorious and the litigation had to keep proving the establishments
judiciary were protecting all that was unlawful dating back to 1987.

This evil behavior further improved my reputation among the American and
world movers and shakers. Plus, it gave them more justification to intervene
in otherwise Canadian sovereign affairs.

When Prime Minister Paul Martin lost the January 2006 election to Stephen
Harper because of the Sponsorship Affair, my U.S. and international reform
and accountability colleagues saw the possibility for institutional change.
However, the former Calgary resident became nothing more than a lackey
a puppet for triangle operataors. Thats when the decision was made by the
movers and shakers to launch a non-public organization that would engage
in back-channel diplomacy to try and nudge those whod become addicted to
serial criminality and human rights violations into embracing democracy.
That its been eleven years since that effort began proves just how hard it is
to fix government from the outside.

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I filed a Freedom of Information Act request because I wanted to see what was
contained in the emails. I was denied. So I went through the 2-stage appeal
process; and each time was refused. Undeniably, those responsible are so
embarrassed at failing to incarcerate me and what was fabricated they used their
influence to prevent disclosure.

Its worth noting they tried again to imprison me in St. Pauls; in June 2007; but
the admitting psychiatrist believed me and not the manufactured evidence. No
other attempt has been made since, realizing that intimidation approach wasnt
effective in halting my efforts.

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On May 26, 2006 the Bush administration formally retained me to engage in
political reform. I agreed to deferring payment until sometime in the future
when we were successful as long as it and its successor would extract my
quantum from prosperity theft proceeds. In February 2011 I concluded the
agreement violated the tort of deceit. President Barack Obama until mid-
2016 refused to compensate me. My colleagues were outraged and since my
epiphany kept the pressure on him to settle. Because the law only gives
litigants specified periods of time to sue, after which a lawsuit cannot be
filed, I had to commence an action in the U.S. federal court. During the
coming months we would all learn that some American judges will do
anything to protect those in high places. When I wasnt successful on the
trial level I appealed. That wasnt successful so I took the matter to the U.S.
Supreme Court, which too insulated the Bush and Obama administrations.
This led to the perception there are serious problems in the court system; so
I was now not only an evidence magnet for screwing up in government in
Canada, but also south of the border.

It wouldnt be until May 2007 that I completed the research; and in August I
began to send my findings to virtually every member of Parliament and
senator; followed by provincial legislatures and eventually many municipal
councils. Heres the complete list of recipients:

http://recipients.yolasite.com

I suggest you access the website and scroll down to see just how
comprehensive the initiative was; the intent being to create a collective
awareness of what I discovered. They also got a summary of what I
endured as described herein.

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The result? Nothin in terms of change. The primary benefit, however, was
demonstrating to the movers and shakers just how screwed up Canadian
governance is, necessitating meaningful steps to address the problems.
Fortunately, for me my colleagues persisted when I was in Australia. This
has been a highly laudable, 5 year, Herculean effort. Then we got word
President Obama agreed on June 24th to settle the matter. That its been just
over six months since his capitulation hasnt adversely impacted the high
confidence I, my fianc and our colleagues have. There are a number of
formalities that have to be addressed and that takes time. In addition to
authorship of what will be a very complex settlement document, Ive been
asked to appear before Congress to give testimony with respect to all
matters relating to what my research discovered, my reform initiatives and
the back-channel. And that has to be scheduled and prepared for by
members of the House of Representatives and Senate.

Those responsible for my ~29 year ordeal have repeatedly, nauseatingly,

laughably, threatened to do me harm if I try to leave more proof how
mentally unstable they are and so a security detail is being arranged. Its
been suggested several times the RCMP will collaborate with the U.S.
military. I view them as a bunch of punks who arrogantly bark but cant
bite. However, Barack and others arent taking any chances.

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