NEVER open a door to law enforcement.
NEVER let law enforcement in without a warrant.
NEVER admit ANYTHING to law enforcement.
ALWAYS be armed.
ALWAYS have neighbors able and willing to witness ILLEGAL arrests and searches. Witness armed.
Wednesday, October 10, 2012Political Profiling of a "constitutionalist" turns simple domestic call into SWAT raid
A farming family in Letha, Idaho recently had their house raided and were assaulted by police after a neighbor called the police when overhearing a verbal argument between the husband and wife who owned the house. In any other situation they would have had a simple knock on their door and the police would check in to make sure that no one was being hurt.
However, Marcella Cruz and Michael Gibbons were flagged in the police department’s database as dangerous individuals because one or both of them identified as “constitutionalists”. Due to this identification their simple domestic disturbance call was met with a full on swat raid, with the officers scouring the house for evidence of Marijuana.
The officers ripped Marcella Cruz out of the house, and had both her and Michael on the ground in handcuffs, with guns against their heads. The police found an aquaponics system that was growing tomatoes in an upstairs room of the house and celebrated, thinking that they had found a Marijuana grow operation. Much to their disappointment they were informed that it was obviously tomatoes, since after all, this was a farm house.
In a recording that surfaced after the raid it is explicitly stated that this couple is being targeted because of their political beliefs. The recording shows the following exchange:
“Are you familiar with these guys?” asked a deputy identified in the 911 recordings as “Officer 57.”
“Negative,” answered another deputy designated “Officer 56.”
“I am, and it’s affirmative, there is [sic] weapons,” continued Officer 57. “He is – or at least was – anti-law enforcement. We’ve had issues with him. He’s a Constitutionalist.”
It seems that the only "issues" that they had with him were the ones that were mentioned, his political beliefs, because otherwise Gibbons has a totally clean record. According to a recent article about the altercation, the only run in that Gibbons has had with police in this area, is when he was the victim of a theft and they refused to help him. The article states that:
More than a year ago, Marcella contacted the Sheriff’s Office to report that a man calling himself “Greg Hall,” who had lived with them for an extended period, had stolen money and jewelry from them. Marcella provided me with copies of e-mail messages in which she and Detective Perecz had discussed the theft – including the suspect’s specific location, which at the time was just across the Snake River in Ontario, Oregon.
“He told me that he couldn’t help us, because the suspect had fled the jurisdiction,” Marcella related to me. “But it’s not as if he couldn’t pick up a telephone and inform the Malheur County Sheriff’s Office, or the Ontario Police. The bogus 'domestic violence' report that led to the raid on our home was originally received by Payette County and relayed to Gem County. It’s not as if these people can’t talk to each other.”
The family's account of the story is confirmed by what looks to be police video, in the video police don't identify themselves before entering the house, and you can see them rush the house like thugs, ripping Marcella Cruz out by her arm and throwing her to the ground. The brutal treatment she was given by police left her sore and bruised for weeks, which is sadly ironic considering they were called to the house over a bogus domestic disturbance call that was made by a feuding neighbor. This is just the most recent situation in a string of cases where people have been targeted with extreme force because their political beliefs were flagged in a state database. The officer who assaulted Marcella Cruz has been identified as Detective Rich Perecz and so far has suffered no consequences for his actions.
J.G. Vibes is the author of an 87 chapter counter culture textbook called Alchemy of the Modern Renaissance and host of a show called Voluntary Hippie Radio. He is also an artist with an established record label and event promotion company that hosts politically charged electronic dance music events. You can keep up with his work, which includes free podcasts, free e-books & free audiobooks at his website www.aotmr.com.
HEY, Seattle pigs pop a man for complaining about the harrassment he got for helping the homeless!
Complaining to the cops about their cops when they hire thugs and write their "procedures" to cover their donut bloated asses? Fughetabaoutit.
ONLY thing these fuckers understand is FORCE.
Christopher Monfront has the right ideal-he just got caught:
An open letter to all who have posted comments concerning our recent bout with
the police state...
Words cannot convey what Marcela and I have
experienced, reading what Will wrote concerning our current circumstances and
the following comments, Love & support that it has so far, produced...
As we have read the article and the following comments, both on Will's blog
and Bonnie Gadsden's blog we have laughed and we have cried. Our hearts have
filled with a sense of brotherhood and Love. Our egos got filled with
indignation and guffawed at some of what was said. With an immediate follow-on
thought of understanding that everyone is entitled to their opinion and the
freedom to say it. Even if we disagree with it.
Speaking of which, I want to
get this out of the way now, so I can get on with what else I would like to
To the person who thinks I'm a malingerer-in-waiting, in my claim
that my back is ruined because of what happened... When I read your words, I
laughed. I laughed because, the quote by Albert Einstein rings true, in my life
once again... “Condemnation without investigation, is the height of
ignorance...” And to be my honest self, I also laughed at your ignorance. I
mean, really? How on earth does one make a condemning, detailed diagnosis of a
back injury, without having first investigated said injury? Then, I continued
laughing, as I had a visualization of you struggling to stand up with your hands
cuffed behind your back. Then throwing in the high stress levels created by
being totally confused as to why the hell you're even in handcuffs and there are
several assault weapons aimed at your head with fingers on the triggers and the
men holding said guns, are yelling at you... While you're getting up, holding
your burning shoulders back as far as you can due to the searing pain caused by
the bicep muscle in your right arm having been torn during the cuffing process,
one of your feet slip out from under you and you fall, unrestricted, flat on
your ass. IF you knew me, which you do not, you would know that I am not a mean
person by any means, but I do admit that I had a good chuckle, envisioning you
in that scenario... Then, I stopped chuckling, because it did happen to me, so I
know what you'd really feel like. Like someone else said, you're either a
provocateur or an idiot and you should go back into your hole...
the sheriff's deputy... You, too, deserve the Einstein Ignorance award... You
said that I know all of the deputies that were assaulting my wife and I? Really?
And just how would you know this? And why would that be the case? I know who
some of them are, but I don't know them personally. And even then, if I did know
them, so what? If anything, if they did know me, this would never have occurred,
because they would have known that I am not someone they need to come out to
confront, with guns loaded and in the fire position...
Then you say that I
could see them coming? Hmmm... Well. You're wrong. I actually have a very
limited field-of-view, from where I normally sit and begin my day.
I am very
interested as to how you seem to know me so well. And how you seem to know so
much about this case. I could be wrong on this part. I know that one of the
tactics used by officers is to act as if they are totally aware of things, when
they're not, hoping people will talk about things you'd not known before... To
act like you don't know something shows weakness and those such as cops and
others in positions of authority don't like showing weakness... So yes, I could
be wrong on this point. But I frankly doubt it.
Moving on to other
points you make... You make your statements about how you think things went
down, and I shake my head. I know that you're coming from a place of those
assaulting my house. Fine. Now look at it from my pov...
I'm sitting at my
spot in the front room, at the computer, sipping my first cup of coffee,
checking my email and talking with my wife. We are talking about the things we
are planning to do that day. She's in the kitchen preparing our breakfast. I am
in a semi-grumpy mood due to too little sleep the past two nights due to a
slightly pinched nerve on the left side of my neck. (You know, you turn your
head too quickly and it pinches then burns? That kind.) By then, it was all but
gone, but like I said, I was a little grumpy. About 20 minutes prior, I had only
been downstairs for about a minute when Marcela comes into the kitchen in her
own negative mood, from having to have chased some loose chickens, first off for
the day... I yelled, “Can we please start the day without negativity? PLEASE?”
She turned and looked at me and she apologized. Then I apologized too, because I
knew I had just told her to not be negative, negatively... (silly, I know.) Then
I went into the kitchen and we hugged. I poured a cup of coffee and went to sit
down. Sans the first-off-yell, this is pretty much how our days used to start,
So, I'm sitting at my computer and I hear cars go by on
the dirt road that runs along our front yard, and at a high rate of speed. I
sensed three cars. I leaned over to look, to no avail as they had already
passed. I can't see very much out our front window on the door. The blinds to
the other windows are usually always shut as they were then. A few seconds
later, a couple of more cars go by, fast... I called out to Marcela, that
someone is sure moving fast on the road... I then got up to look out the south
window toward our crop area, from the kitchen and I saw an unmarked car moving
fast up the road, away from my house, toward a neighbor's. I said to Marcela, “I
wonder what's going on up there?”. I walked back to my spot and took a sip of
coffee. I wasn't involved. If it was bad enough, my neighbor, ProLife would tell
me later. I went on with waking up, to get my day going, going out to my field,
fertilizing & weeding, irrigating..
From my pov, I haven't “done
anything wrong”... I am not expecting the cops. I'm not even thinking of cops.
I'm thinking of how many weeds I will be pulling. I'm thinking of how much
fertilizing I need to do... Then, Marcela, looking out the window herself, says
to me, “Bear, there's guys in a silver truck driving off the road by our
corn.”... I leaned back and thought, wtf? I then leaned down to pull on my boots
and as I'm doing so, I say, “hold on, I'll go check.” and she says that she'll
go out now and heads toward the west, or side door and out of my sight... As I'm
grabbing my second boot I hear her yell, “Bear! Men with guns!”
My mind, is
still foggy. I haven't had a full cup of joe yet. All I can think is, “WTF?”,
but I yell, “get back in here!”, I get my boot on and I head towards the door.
As I'm moving that way, I'm putting two and two together, that I had just seen
an unmarked car. I had just heard several cars drive past my house and now
Marcela is yelling that there are men with guns. This all happens in my head in
a flash and still all I can think is, WTF? As I round the corner, I see a cop
with an assault rifle aimed at my head. I can see his finger is on the trigger.
I have just heard him use my name. I do not know him, but I have seen him at the
courthouse. I pray that I don't get shot. I don't know what others would do, but
I start asking what the problem is, wondering where my wife is, and really just
wondering what is going on.
Please keep in mind, that what had
happened 25 minutes prior with my wife, is not a part of my thinking. It wasn't
even an argument, much less a fight.
I get outside and now I see
three assault rifles and pistols aimed at me and everyone seems pretty darned
upset, at me in particular...
To those who speak of brave & daring moves
that would be made at this point... Ummm... No. Wasn't gonna be happening here.
No way. None of my Mom's stupid kids, lived.
I knew I had done nothing
wrong. I don't have a criminal mind. I believe in freedom. I believe the organic
Constitution is a document written to guarantee and uphold the rights endowed to
us by our Creator... I believe in growing & processing whole, healthy
organic foods. I believe that in helping others I help myself, so I help others
as often as possible. This is because we all have the same Creator... I believe
that my wife, Marcela & I, were wronged to the Nth degree. I believe that it
can happen to anyone, at anytime, as well, and are starting to find out that,
indeed, it does.
We were bothering no one. We were living our lives
in relative peace, that is other than a couple of nosy, selfish, mean people
that really were/are more like gnats to me... Pesky but self-imposed short
boring life-spans... In a figurative way, they're going to get a swat
themselves... *grins* (Legal recourse is being pursued.)
this point, I just want to stay alive. I don't want there to be an 'accident'. I
want to know what the hell is going on and all I'm getting is bullshit. I'm
witnessing a bunch of power hungry men, who have obviously made a huge mistake,
who take the authority position granted to them by the People, a wee bit far,
Finally, after falling down and all that fun stuff, I begin
getting the gist of what they're doing at my house. They are telling me that I
beat my wife. Not asking. Telling.
I look Perecz in the eye and I
tell him that I Love my wife very much and that he's insane. He tells me, “Bear,
all men that beat their wives, tell us they Love them.” After my jaw hit the
ground I said, “so you're telling me that I'm damned if I do and damned if I
don't?” He shrugged his shoulders and raised his eyebrows as if to say,
“well?”... I shook my head and said, “this is insane! Look at my wife (as I
gestured towards her)! Does that look like a battered woman to
Now, here's where he tried to entrap me... It was pathetic,
really. He goes over to Marcela and the cop with her. He then comes back to me
and says, “Bear, why are Marcela's knuckles all scraped up?” At this point, I
was beyond incredulous. I said, “I don't know what the hell you're talking
about.” So he goes and gets Marcela and brings her over to where I am sitting
and has her hold her hands out. On her left ring finger is a superficial scratch
that is approximately, 1/16th of an inch long. I kid you not. I look up at him
and I laughed. “You've got to be kidding me.” Marcela is beside herself and
heatedly repeats what she had said to the first cop: “You have to be kidding!We
live on a farm! It's physical work and you gets cuts and bruises all the time,
and I already told you I had chased chickens this morning and got that scratch
on some chicken wire!” He shakes his head and walks away.
getting the picture, deputy? Can you see how you made an out-of-hand statement
that is patently not true? If you can't, I'm sure others can...
truly hope people will begin investigating before
Reviewing the redacted video taken from the pov of one
of the deputies and listening to the redacted dispatch conversations, has helped
me to recall a lot of different things that happened during the raid. I know
that some like the deputy say it wasn't a raid, but come on. They were all
wearing tactical vests, carrying assault weapons that were in the fire position,
swarming around my place coming to, in their minds, hunt some bear... Namely,
me. Namely, because they know that I will stand up for my rights. Standing up
for my rights is not, in any way, shape or form, saying that I am violent or
aggressive towards cops, or anyone for that matter...
things have become so convoluted that I am considered an enemy of the state, for
defending the rights guaranteed by the Constitution. So much so, that the
deputies decided before coming to my house, that I was going to “be aggressive”
toward them. And the ironic thing is? They have created what they irrationally
feared. I am going to be aggressive toward all of them. I am going to go
after all of them in a very aggressive, legal manner. In fact you could say that
we are going to pursue this, legally, with a vengeance.
All of this.
All of what we're all facing with this semi-communist/semi-fascist regime that
spews so much double-speak that I feel like I'm living in the 1984 movie, is
nothing but a created way to employ a lot of otherwise un-employable people and
subjugate the rest of the masses into an even more draconian slavery than it is
at present. People like those that read these blogs and believe in personal
sovereignty... People like us, are a threat to their bottom line. That's all,
really. We threaten their livelihoods. Their 401k's. Their savings. Their
vacations. Their nice houses and nice cars... All monies that have been sucked
out of the populace. They feed off the public tit and they're creating every way
possible to fine, imprison and control those they are supposed to be serving...
All for the bottom line.
So, that's where we're gonna hit them the hardest.
Their bottom line. It's the only way to make them listen, at
We really didn't ask for this. This all happened due to
some nosy neighbors, fueled by some over-zealous cops that are going to learn
that they can't just get away with this police state bullshit. I'm so sick of
labels... The cops call me a Constitutionalist and as I've said, I wear it
proudly. But to be more accurate, I should be called a “Creatorist”. Not a
creationist. A Creatorist... I believe we are part of the Creator. The Creator
would never imprison ItSelf or take away its own freedom. I think the ones that
think they can, don't know they're part of the Creator, as well... Which is
fine. Until their beliefs, infringe upon mine. Upon Ours...
Look at how
easily these small-minded people have upset and caused untold havoc in our once
peaceful lives... They can, and probably will do it to many more, if we don't
stop this insanity and stop it quickly.
We have lost our livelihood because
of this bullshit. On top of all the things she did around the farm before this
happened, Marcela has taken up the slack and is doing all of the things I once
did, as best as she can, because I no longer can. But she couldn't bring in the
entire harvest and we lost most of it...We're now to the point where we have to
cull most of our chicken flock because we don't have the money to feed them.
It's a vicious cycle we've been forced into.
I am NOT making any wild
threats. I do not enjoy violence. I want to live in peace, freely. But it's not
being made simple. There are those that don't like us being free and they're not
some kind of ghostly mooslim terrrrrrissts. They're real terrorists and they get
paid from our taxes. Think on that.
I want to state publicly, that I
do not hold any personal grudges against any of those involved, but I am going
to seek that you cannot and will not do this to people any more.
Nor, have I
ever shown any aggression towards ANY of the law enforcement officers (corporate
policy officers) in this, or any other county, anywhere...
My back is
now against the wall. I can be pushed no farther... I had a long talk with
Marcela last night about all of this and what we're facing... I told her this...
“I am going to die someday. We all do. We can't get off of this planet any other
way. I wanted to die quietly, in my sleep, if possible but right now it's
looking like that's not going to happen. So, when I die, it will be defending
our Creator-given unalienable rights, more'n likely...” She looked me in my eyes
and told me she is by my side until we leave this planet... She is all I
We thank you all, so very much for your support... Will,
you are a champion and I consider you a new-found brother-in-arms and friend
that I can trust... What you wrote, to get the story of our plight out to the
world, is not something we asked for, but are eternally grateful it was you who
did so... Mere words cannot express...
Bonnie Gadsden... I am so glad
that circumstances have led our paths to join... You have vision & drive and
your desire to help Marcela & me in this time of need will always be
remembered, long after we have shed our shackles... I look forward to meeting
you and moving forward with the dreams we all have of living our lives free of
tyranny... I also want to thank you for recommending we put up a donation button
to help offset the coming court costs. We hadn't thought of that, to be
honest... And we're more than grateful, for the kind donation you have
I hope that I have been able to show everyone what has happened to
us, our lives changed drastically for the worse, literally in a blink of an
eye... I hope that you know it can happen to any of you. To any of us...
have long thought of that poem written after WW2 about how they came for the...
(name your oppressed) until they came for the writer of the poem and there was
no one left to speak up for him...
I have waited too long and now, I am
While I'm remembering, I would like to say to the few
that have made comments about lynching, violence or some other form of insanity,
you are either a provocateur, an idiot or both. You need to stop doing so, now,
and get some balance, get a life, if at all possible...
To the people
who have left comments that they're shocked that this happened in Idaho, I would
like to say this... Yes, there have been a few bad apples. Both in the
government and citizenry... as there are, everywhere else. But far and away, the
rest of the people around us are kind, compassionate, caring & friendly
people, most of whom would be labeled Constitutionalists... (Meaning, they
believe the Constitution is there to protect their freedoms.) So, if you were
considering moving to Idaho, please don't let this experience sway you. If
anything, we'd like to have more Constitution Loving people living up here with
To all of the AWESOME people that have left such incredibly cool
posts, we thank you from our hearts...
Everyone who has left kind comments
and to all our friends, we want you to know that you have made this all more
(forgive the pun) bearable, than it would've been going this alone... You've
given us hope in Humanity... The outpouring of kindness from our true friends
has been a whelming & wonderful experience that is greatly helping us
through this fight we're ready to fight... You all know who you are and I want
you to know that Marcela & I Love you very much...
As for you,
Pro-Life? I'm recommending you for sainthood... You and your family have been a
rock for us. We could never have asked for better, more awesome people to live
next to... In our opinion, you're the greatest... You will forever have our
There are far more of us, than there are of
them... Please consider this fact...