| A Santa Maria Employee PERsecutes Me One warm afternoon, I was sitting in some friends of mine's living room, listening to them tell jokes. They offered me a beer, I accepted- with no intentions of drinking it and I did not drink any of it. Unknown to me at that moment Mary Johnson of the City of Santa Maria police Department is listening to us from her next door apartment, using a glass on the adjoining wall and on her ear. One of my friends tests my can of beer for coldness and offers me another- I accept and did not drink any of that beer. In fact, when I left that apartment, I had not had any alcholic beverages for 3-4 days. But, remember that Mary Johnson thought I had drunk two beers because she could not see me. She was waiting in her police car and turned on her red lights and siren as soon as I started to pull away from the curb. Note here that Mary Johnson is the one that attracted a crowd by using her siren for three quarters of a block while I found a parking place to be safe in. And note here that I heard Mary Johnson call for extra backup, saying "I have a very drunk driver" to the dispatcher on her radio. The crowd and the extra officers will be significant later. For now, when two other police officers asked me to walk a straight line, i did so, imitating charlie Chaplin. I received some applause. The two officers smiled and said again and again and again. I had the crowd and the SEVEN police officers laughing- very, very happy. Obvious that I had not been drinking because of the skill I showed, the 8th police officer, the Watch Commander ordered the two police officers to let me go, with a big smile on his face. Maybe the two officers wanted more, because they just stood there. Me, I thought it better, probably like the Watch Commander, that clearing the street for safety was better- there were about a hundred people plus all the officers and the police cars. Alot of happy people, except for Mary Johnson- her face was red and her tears was from what she thought was being embarrassed in front of her fellow officers. Seeing this I started to walk towards her to make things right between her and me, but another officer stepped in front of me and told me to leave her alone. One City of Santa Maria police officer thinking he was protecting another helped her to take revenge on me, many times. The next contact I had with her was the day after I got off active duty with the United States Navy. It did not matter to Mary Johnson that I had barely escaped death serving my country dozens of times(more than her as a police officer)- she had to have revenge for what she had started(illegally) and what she had escalated in her attempt to impress others in her profession. On West Cook, she going East, she followed me for 8 blocks- she was going about 50 until she came close behind me(doing a steady 27-28), then she hung back and paced me. Getting to the church on the 200 block, she turned on her red light(no siren- she had learned her lesson about me). She walked up close to me and sniffed. I breathed out a big breath, so she would know for sure that I had not been drinking. She wrote a ticket, stating on the ticket that I was going 27 in a 25 zone, saying to me: "I will get you". She walked away. I got in my car and drove around the block, trying to find a sign that said the speed limit was 25. In front of the church, I found the sign, with a city of santa Maria tree in front of it. A new, short tree that the leaves barely covered the sign. I went home- 5 blocks away and got my instant picture camera and then went 4 blocks away to get an attorney to be a witness, but he was in court. So, I went to take a picture of the sign. The tree had been cut off six inches from the ground! In less than 10 minutes after I last seen the tree! Mary Johnson knew of the tree, but did not have room in her police car for the tree- so, she found somebody else to cover up her crime- more corruption by the city of Santa Maria. My next contact with Mary Johnson started with a State of California highway patrol officer that had staked out where I worked(he was looking for drinking drivers) and followed me, with his lights off from Jack's in Orcutt(a Restaurant) to past where the Orcutt expressway intersects Santa Maria Way. I was tired of watching my rear-view mirror, so I started to pull into a old gas station lot. In daylight that morning there had not been any construction; but, while I was at work, that lot was paved in black asphalt that I could not see at night. The was black asphalt in between the white marking, so my right front tire hit that black asphalt- my car started bouncing on the street. I pulled off the street. Here comes Mary Johnson. Two officers come to give me a field sobriety test- Mary Johnson said to them: "Get him good". I said to the one of the officers that I had not had any alcoholic beverages for over a week. To avoid my statement being a part of the police report he walked away. The other officer, who had been having a private conversation with Mary Johnson, came to me and said; " Can you say the alphabet?" I said to him: "No, I failed that the only time I ever tried to". He said: "Say the alphabet". I tried to say the alphabet. I never knew the order, so I do not know if I did it right or wrong. The police officer said: "You failed". At the sheriff's substation, Mary Johnson took me to a room for a sheriff's deputy to give me a breath analyser test. He gave 8- no alcohol recorded on any of the 8 tests. When the deputy told Mary Johnson this she pushed out of the room and around the corner where he could not see into the room. Then, with the printouts of my tests on top of the table, she dug into the waste basket until she found two- one at 1.3 and the other at 1.8. Her persecution of me cost me about $900 and a long alcohol treatment program, about 500 hours of my life The next contact between Mary Johnson and me was a day when I was driving East Main Street. I had not had any alcoholic beverages for three months and a day- the last time, period. I was in the left hand lane when I noticed a Santa Maria police car behind me, a female. That police officer was Mary Johnson, I would out in a minute. I was going under the speed limit- the police car continued to pace, for 7 blocks. The police car had turned onto Main Street where I had just passed by- the poice officer could nave recognized me. When I got to halk a block from the intersection of Main Street and College Drive, the engine started running full open when I had pressed on the brakes- i knew then that somebody had made the gas control spring slip. I stepped on the brakes hard- that was not good enough to stop me before the intersection. I pulled the parking brake and tried putting the transmission in reverse. Not good enough. I remembered a trick that a driver of my father's did when I was three years old;so, I switched to the right hand lane to rub the right sight side of the car on the curb. I did not have to because I cruised around the corner to a stop on College Drive. But, that move to the right lane gave Mary Johnson an excuse to arrest me on a charge of drunk driving. Considering that she would just pull out more printouts from others that tested positive for drunk driving, I did not try to say anything about the driving. But, to report the attempted murder by Robert Anthony Dias, I tried to speak to her two times. Both times Mary Johnson interrupted me, not finishing what she started to say, evidence of her trying to fix the police report so that nothing to benefit me would be on it. There were other police officers there- so, three times(different officer each time) I tried to report that there had been an attempt by Robert A Dias to murder me;but, every time, Mary Johnson stepped between me and the officer- Mary Johnson muttering something very low. After each of those times Mary Johnson said to me: "You better not say anything". I gave up- no tests- I just gave up. Mary Johnson and the other corrupt and law-breaking City of Santa Maria police officers had taken my will to speak- THEN. |
| By Toru Miyoshi: "I am going to rule this town(Santa Maria)." The day Toru Miyoshi stopped making his mother carry him around: the day she died. The day Toru Miyoshi stopped talking to his father: the day his father said no to Toru. Toru Miyoshi's secret to politics: stop sucking his thumb in public. Why Toru Miyoshi is not on the SM city council - good tasting thumb! |
| Santa Maria PD Tries To Keep A good Man Down A normal day for me- I go to find if some people are or are not trespassing on my mother's( Mabel Dias ) property. For sure- they are sitting in the front of the car, well within my mother's property. The passenger is a guy( a sissy to be accurate) who is feeling the driver's penis. The driver is reclining, his seat all the way back. For sure, homosexual sex acts are not allowed by my mother. So, I tell the driver: "Get off this property. You are trespassing". He starts to raise the seat to leave- but the sissy shows his, I mean her, intentions to have sex with her man by jumping out of the car, fast and so high that she was about 2 feet higher than me. I had a 14-inch piece of very narrow broomstick wood in my back pocket( I was then and still am licensed by the State of California to carry and operate a concealable weapon), so I showed that to the sissy who threatened me by jumping out like that, trying to scare me off with her whole body. The sissy quickly got back in the car. By then the driver had put the key in the ignition, so he started the car and left. Sound like everything is over- No! The driver of the car made a police report, not saying anything about the sex or the sissy or the trespaspassing. Soon a police car pulled up in front of my residence. Trying to "fix" his report to be against me(previously I had reported several felonies committed by law enforcement people within the city limits of the City of Santa Maria), the City of Santa Maria police officer started by ordering me to: " Be quiet. Only answer my questions." He then asked me questions based on the fraudulent report of the driver- and one-sided. I sure was not going to disobey the orders of a person with a gun (the City of Santa Maria police officer). I was arrested by the officer. After being booked at the Santa Barbara County Sheriff's substation on Foster Road, the deputy in charge asked what had happened. I started by saying what the Santa Maria had done to me to "fix" his report, then I went on to explain everything- both sides. The deputy got red in the face(anger about what the City of Santa Maria police officer had done). Then he lost the redness very quickly as called the jail in Goleta. He had started what turned out to be a Santa Barbara judge of the Superior Court of The State of California ordering me to be released to a program called MIO(Mentally Ill Offender). The representative of the MIO program said, when I filled out the papers, that I did not have to do anything- no meetings, nothing. Of course, the corrupt City Of Santa Maria policeman continued to collect his paycheck. |
| Mary Silva Murdered by Wilma Hobbs sister-in-law of then Mayor of Santa Maria George HOBBS Naturally, the police of the City of Santa Maria will not arrest Wilma HOBBS |
| Santa Maria Corruption My Santa Maria Memories M |
| Corrupt Santa Maria This line of Santa Maria corruption started with a simple trip to the Santa Barbara County clerk's office in Santa Maria. I was going to send a judge's court order to the US Marshall's office to be served on a girl(no relation) who had been beating in my back to shut me up about her thefts from my mother Mabel Dias. But, a clerk in the office gave me what I immediately recognized as a fake court order made by Richard Weldon . Within 2 minutes of receiving it, I put the fake court order in the hand of the Watch Commander in the Santa Maria police station. He said: "It is a fake, but I do not have enough evidence to do anything". Naturally- I am a citizen that knows of a crime by a law enforcement person in the City of Santa Maria. Some time after that, I reported to 911 that two persons were on the land where I(only) lived legally(40 years)- one had said to me: "The next time I see you here I will kill you". I said to the responding Santa Maria police officer that the other person had said to me: "I am a law enforcement officer". When I said that the Santa Maria police officer silently turned around and walked to his police car and drove away- I never heard back from anybody about that. Naturally- I am a citizen that knows of a crime by a law enforcement person in the City of Santa Maria. Next time I called 911, I said to the responding Santa Maria police officer that I had been sitting still on my bike when a jogger(trespassing on the property where I lived(alone)), he ran way out of his route to push me off my bike. This Santa Maria police officer's eyes got big and his face got red and said "he should not have done that". Then I said that on during a previous act of trespassing this person had said that he was a police officer- the Santa Maria police officer's face suddenly got pale and turned away from me and drove off in his car without saying another word to me. Naturally, I am a citizen who knows of a crime by a law enforcement person in the City of Santa Maria. Next time I called 911, I told that person about how a Manzanita farms employee had been driving his van towards me, then spotted me and turned away- nut then recognized me and steered directly at me when he recognized me, a case of attempted murder. I gave 911 my name and location, as usual- this 911 person had sent the previous Santa Maria police officer; but NOBODY showed up- I waited for exactly 2 hours! Naturally, I am a citizen who knows of a crime by a law enforcement person in the City of Santa Maria. Next time I called 911, 8 days later, I called 911 and said to the 911 person(same as last time) that a Manzanita farms employee had pushed me into the path of a moving vehicle, also driven by a Manzanita farms employee, who had not started forward until the pusher had gotten behind me- an obvious case of attempted murder. Again, I gave the 911 person my name and location. Surprise! Surprise! Nobody responded. I waited for 3 hours. Naturally, I am a citizen who knows of a crime by a law enforcement person in the City of Santa Maria. 15 days later, as I was spreading grass seed where I lived, about 60 feet from where the previous attempts of murdering me by Manzanita farms, three shots whizzed by me- whistling like other bullets from high-powered rifles that I had heard at a practice target range and in Viet Nam. These shots had come from a Manzanita farms parking area where the above van was, plus two other vehicles. There was not anybody else within shooting range of me, in any direction. Another case of Manzanita farms trying to murder me. I did not use the effort to call 911 because I was within the City of Santa Maria. Naturally, I am a citizen who knows of a crime by a law enforcement person in the City of Santa Maria. No use me trying to report a crime within the City of Santa Maria. I did not report what I knew of the murder of my mother's mother, Mary Silva, by Wilma Hobbs(sister-in-law of former Santa Maria mayor George Hobbs) . I did not report what I knew about the murder of my ex mother-in-law, Mary Correia. I did not report any of the 4 attempts of Robert Anthony Dias, Jr(no relationship to me) to murder me. Naturally, I am a person who knows of a crime by a law enforcement person in the City of Santa Maria. |
