The endless laughter generated
by a sham system ...
The Verbal Assassin
It was years ago when I
was introduced to the goings-on of hidden agendas and the corruption
of those who were supposed to be responsible and trust-worthy.
Back then I was student
body president at a high school in the "biggest little city in the world,"
Reno, Nevada, where my principal stated his goal of providing lights
for our football field - night games a must.
Perhaps I was a bit fanatic
about my position, or possibly I took the responsibility to my constituency
to the extreme, and I stood-up against this obvious (to me, anyway)
waste of school funds. I mean we had text books that were a decade outdated,
an emergency phone system that would never be trustworthy in a true
crisis, and awnings between buildings that left students more exposed
to the elements than if they were to be standing directly under a sudden
For me, it was simple. The
money could be spent in other ways ... all (+/-)$63,000.00 of it. I
voiced this. Oops, my mistake.
The principal, offended
that anyone, especially a punk kid, would stand in the way of his sporting
dreams informed the football coach that there might be a problem. The
coach informed his players - who were awe struck to be playing under
lights like real football players - and I was left dodging blows for
the remainder of my senior year. Luckily, I'm quick on my feet, especially
over long distances. I ran cross-country.
To make this story short,
I suffered repeated attempts by the administration to strip my presidency
and expel me from school. Not because of attendance, or grades, or behavior
but because I opposed their will.
Fortunately, the bookkeeper
- who I think had a crush on me - slid me the complete file on my principal,
the football light project, the athletic fund and everything that could
give me some solid leverage against those trying to get rid of me. And
I used it. Yes, I stooped to blackmail to get them off my back. I just
wanted to graduate because I earned it, and that June of my senior year,
Two years later the file
ended up appearing to certain agencies who could do something about
what was going on in Reno, Nevada. The documents contained evidence
of misappropriation of school funds, and embezzlement. It went all the
way up to the top. Even the superintendent of schools was involved.
My only regret, I let them
beat me, they got the football lights - even though it was pretty cool
to see our school play their hearts out under them.
Then there was Portland,
Oregon, where I learned that to "protect and serve" often meant officers
of the law lining their own pockets. I watched helplessly as a couple
of mountain bike cops shook-down a hispanic man in China Town. They
pulled out his wallet, asked him where he got the wad of cash, split
it, and stuffed it down their pants. He simply said, "I ... I ... just
got paid." But they pushed him and told him to get out of there
or there would be a problem. I took a step forward toward them and they
saw this ... they knew I had been watching. One turned toward me, "What'cha
gonna do?" The answer then ... nothing.
Now I've come to live in
this beautiful corner of the country - Grants Pass, Josephine County,
Oregon. There is no doubt that its surroundings rival most sights in
other parts of the country and I think everyone should come and marvel
at the majestic Rogue River Valley, travel out to the Oregon Caves,
go play in the California redwoods (only a short distance away), and
jaunt over to Ashland for an evening of Shakespeare.
For the first few years
of my residence I was naive of the corruption that percolates from almost
every corner of JoCo county and GP city governments. I might sleep better
at nights if I was still that unknowing and uncaring of it.
Now don't get me wrong,
I'm not a conspiracy theorist. I DON'T think everyone is out to get
me, and YES there are fantastic officials amongst the creeps, as well
as great police/sheriff personnel who truly do care and make a difference
every day. Unfortunately, the ranks of these outstanding individuals
Since becoming a full-time
investigative reporter people want to talk to me. They want to give
me their scoop; their dirt. At first I didn't listen, or I should say,
I didn't give all of the stories the ear they deserved, until separate
parties started telling the same stories with the same names. These
unaffiliated individuals have drafted one of the most bizarre and disturbing
pictures of many officials and officers and it can no longer be ignored,
nor will it.
The information I have been
privy to has, as years before, shaken my morality to the core. The morality
that you do not steal; you don't have to lie; you don't commit adultery;
you don't allow for - or participate - in the sale of drugs; you don't
cheat those that rely on you to represent them.
There have been multiple
allegations of officers sleeping with under-age girls; of sleeping with
women who are not their wives; of using their badges to intimidate;
of officers taking stashes of drugs as a "favor" to the one they then
only give a misdemeanor offense to, as well as stories of officers importing
drugs from out of the country and even planting evidence - especially
drugs. I have stories of county officials taking bribes for land use
changes as well as accepting money for other things. I 've seen officials
working with establishments, even though their constituency overwhelmingly
is voicing opposition. I've even heard, on more than one occasion, of
incestuous relationships had by one high-profile official! I have officials
covering-up for their subordinates and several who should be questioned
about misappropriated funds. There is evidence of a certain Sheriff
practicing unfair hiring and firing, not to mention just plain bad administering
of his duties ... C'mon, Dave, a chicken? What
about the children getting threatened with bombs and the lack of a county
plan to handle those school issues in this new age of terrorism and
And then there are a few
lawyers in the area who have taken the trust that were given them and
stolen from estates in their care, as well as scamming investors in
other cases. I've heard of lawyers making suspicious back room deals
with black robed figures and I know of many who have their client plea
bargain just out of complacency - I mean you get paid anyway, right?
There is so much more than
anything previously published. So much that it makes me laugh that not
everyone has heard everything and done something about it already. I
mean it's all there and by talking to each other (neighbors, fellow
citizens) and asking about your officials and policemen you'll get the
dirt yourself, because it seems like only then will action take place.
As for me, I've taken the
liberty to record what I know and send it about to multiple sources
in case of my demise. Soon, after a few more pieces fit nicely into
place, we will unveil it all and I will stand up against the corruption.
I won't let this happen anymore. They won't get their "football lights"
The true comedy will be
watching it all fall apart and have the truth prevail.
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to the widespread corruption in the Josephine County area. We would
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About the Author:
Ron Lee has been a freelance and published writer since 1985. He attended
Richmond University in London where he focused on theatre arts, and
the University of Nevada Reno where he dual majored in criminal justice
and psychology. He currently spends his time helping the US~Observer's
clients with his no nonsense investigative reporting style. Ron may
be reached at firstname.lastname@example.org.
Favorite quote, "The truth shall make you free." --John VIII. 32