Go Ask Your Mother: A Father's Story Peninsula Nazarene

 

http://www.mastersimage.com/

great performance by
Chuck Neighbors, Actor/Storyteller
Master's Image Productions 
 | P.O. Box 903  |  Salem, OR 97308
chuck@mastersimage.com  | 503.399.0415  | www.mastersimage.com

so this charming fellow did a theatre bit.  Go Ask Your Mother: A Father's Story Peninsula Nazarene. instead of reviewing it . . .

include bit about "equal pay for equal work"

since when do i go to church? well i did last week, primarily to drink coffee, and was treated to an exceptional solo acting piece which captured nice doses of politics and pop culture with a spiritual twist.

but i am more perplexed by being used as a chauffeur, a babysitter, a caregiver, a counselor, a night-time on-call crisis counselor.

how could i work so hard for free for the pickering family, and then be cast off with vitriolic hatred?

when they begged me to take pictures over christmas i was beginning to notice their demandingness.

why the hatred, and why at a church . . .

i watched ben pickering take photos of it on his camera.

we were suffering from the cockroach spray at the slum.

i prayed for the slum.

i was suffering from witnessing a violent assault commissioned by his sister kimberly against her attacker. heaven forbid she go jodi arias, i get concerned when women start requesting someone be choked up against the wall by a disabled person.

kimberly is now sending harassing messages to my family, has stolen a laptop, told my friend he is not allowed to see me, enforced him to be her babysittting slave, and screamed dreadfully at me from the church of nazarene parking lot, and screamed at me in the presence of city official matt bonney and news reporter.  they wished me safety and a relief from the toxic energy abundant.

no sense of restraint could quell the abuse.
my copy of iron lady is at her house, with business law, but she has confiscated everything it seems.

the tea tree oil and lavender and witch hazel from when i attended her at ER in may.

by mid-may she was forcing Ben Pickering to babysit to his health's destruction.

she was overly confidential about her abuser, and all the child abuse she suffered.  therapists are paid for a reason, it is so draining to hear it all.

her abuser is back in jail.
glenda at pacific sands understands and has a zero tolerance policy on domestic violence at her HUD property and she called kimberly pickering asking for him to be choked against the wall a "crime."

but the brief moment of watching the master's image was a cheerful interlude.  the loving support of karen humbert at the church of the nazarene is a gentle balm through all this . . .

i was startled to hear kimberly screaming at me again thursday evening at the church.  the church ladies asked her to quiet down and police advised i leave.

ben was then chaotic.  we attended columbia memorial for bronchial symptoms and for me, general stress from all the screaming leveled at me by the sister of benjamen pickering.

i have really saved his life as much as i could.  i did not expect to be abused for it, especially in humiliating public displays.

i talked at length with jerri hawks, the crime victim advocate.

i spoke to the norwegian fellow at willapa about the police condescending misogyny towards me regarding ben pickering's TBI anger attacks. he apologized that they do not understand.

kimberly pickering was very upset i ascertained her abuser's whereabouts and confirmed them.

what she doesn't realize, is that officers tobin and yawn had asked me to let them know chad menard's whereabouts last sunday.  so if his re-detention for three months on his probation violation is partially my doing, that is a good thing, to remove him from her.

he should never be around the children.  i do have high hopes for the american third world.

re: masculine deities as a "me and my sword" thing re: teagan

the male patriarchal religions serve to reinforce oppressive abusive paradigms of masculine authority.
by separating ourself from the master's image---and finding the image of the goddess, or a queer deity of our own choosing, our minds' needs for divinities may sort out.

as i admired ben pickering attentively taking pictures, i thought of my piece "silver jews or gold" about my crush on hasidic devout judaic culture, in contrast to secularism.  gold of course, then represents the devout.  i fancied ben was jewish, and suddenly devout.

and not the violent thug of kimberly's making.

he tried to peel the license plate off my mother's car to punish me for the crime of trying to charge his phone so i could get my own sister's number.

he bashed the trunk in violent anger.

days before he he tried to put his foot under the tire and pretended to make a 911 call that i was trying to hurt his foot.

to be honest i wanted teagan's number too.

i'm sorry matt burns crushed her thumb and broke it, or blacked her eye.
chad menard blackened kimberly pickering's.
and
kirstin styer hit her in the head, as did her mother, to both she and benjamen pickering.

criminal child abuse, or domestic violence convictions  . . ..know nothing of the lands of metharchy where anarchy and meth coexist in a sewage swill of blood and murder.

who killed George's victim? as Kimberly Pickering screamed at me, someone suggested she had something to do with the murder.  maybe she abused George the way she abuses me?

so she has pumped her brother with hatred for me, to sever his connection to me, so she feels she can steal his social security check and the computer my mother's IRS money from the VA was used to buy a computer for ben pickering to learn his skills.

she won't let him have his computer or his sanity all week, as all she can dose him on is nonstop screaming and abuse, even stalking me circling me with her smokey car.

so ever since she decided to turn ben pickering into a thuggish criminal by a propaganda of violence one week ago, she has stolen his computer and kicked him out of her apartment.
all my belongings i was storing at her place, law books, i imagine she is confiscating as well. books pillows and every sweet thing i could scratch up for her kids. art supplies.

our futon.

the adult protective call i made about her abuse of ben pickering's brain injury and blindness was a strong call. 40 minutes and then 15 more.

she has abused me severely too.

once again, another human shocked and in horror that a person of ben pickering's disabilities would be used as a violent henchman manchurian candidate child soldier. in some ways his neurodegeneration is spiraling downward so fast i can't save him.

parkinson's like symptoms getting severe.

he was kicked and tripped last monday at 2am by someone taking a beating on him for my blogging.

he claimed some man harassed him saying "mary sent me here" and offering him male sex. i did not send send anyone to sexually harass him at his home.

he was afraid.

the screaming beach was likely all insane before i came, but the constant strange threats from kimberly and swirls of supernaturalism, hyperreligiosity, curse words, and nightmarish accusations don't show me the true appreciation i deserve for loving and caring her brother.  but i don't have to understand her braingarbage as anything but static and interference with my own thoughts.

she hates me because i am lesbian, or queer or bisexual.  she has bullied me on the subject enough, and is trying to gaybash me off the beach.  her drug felony is no concern of mine, except that i will always care for the safety of her tortured children and hope what little brief good i might have done be something.

her six year old stood aghast at the assault by the door, watching the spectacle of adults screaming and ben assaulting chad.

i was so sad and worried for her.

kimberly hates youtube with all the fury of theo van gogh's attackers like it is 2003.  i don't want to be stabbed in the street.  or screamed at by her delerious rage at me.

heaven bless that ben pickering were too much for me to handle, not to mention his cruel abusive sister.

when he screams at me, my knees go weak. my heart hurts.  it feels like they are trying to kill me with grief.

it surely has been psychological torture.  he apocalyptic paranoid conspiracies do match with her theory that i am a "snake."

and in like vein . . .

ssssssssssssssssssssss

never mind the screaming midnight conversion and the inquisition screaming---at once  happy to have a family, i do not understand the scorn.
except for the warning signs ,a knock at midnight and kimberly shouting at me me to read her understanding thebible book and if i don't go to her church on sunday i can't see her brother . . .
or the night she screamed at him he is full of 'lust" and told him to get out because he didn't recite his mandatory beliefs on time.

so if i filled his head with notions of religious freedom or something . . .

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