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The following was in an e-mail from the Richmond Tea Party – an update on their request that the City of Richmond refund permit fees after allowing Occupy Richmond to gather without proper permits
Richmond Tea Party Takes on City Hall (UPDATE) – 11/23/2011
City of Richmond Responds to Our Refund Request
A few weeks ago, I reported on how the Richmond Tea Party invoiced the City of Richmond for a refund of the expenses incurred from our three Tax Day Rallies in Kanawha Plaza, the same place where Occupy Richmond illegally camped for two weeks without paying a single fee to the City. We figured that in spirit of equal application of the law, a refund from Mayor Dwight Jones was in order. Shortly thereafter, we received a brief letter that promised a timely response to our request. We have since received that response.
Before I get to that, though, let me bring you up to speed on the full story.
Last week, we learned that in addition to the City of Richmond’s open favoring of Occupy Richmond, the City went so far as to even pay some of their bills, including providing toilets and cleanup. (See the invoices here.) The Richmond Tea Party, of course, paid for these same services ourselves during our three events. It should be noted, though, that Occupy Richmond intended to provide for these services as well, but the Mayor went out of his way to pick up the tab at taxpayer expense.
As if that weren’t bad enough, when we showed up to plead our case before the Richmond City Council last week, Mayor Jones walked out of his own meeting the moment our first speaker was announced. Too bad he didn’t stick around to hear Councilmen Jewell follow up by saying he agreed with us 100% and that we should be refunded our money. Apparently Mayor Jones was too busy meeting personally with the Occupiers to address their concerns and offering one of them a position on his anti-poverty commission.
I don’t suppose I’d be fortunate enough to get my own meeting and the same offer. I have done a lot of anti-poverty work in Richmond myself, and I would love to share my experiences with the commission to help craft a wise policy of approaching a serious problem. But considering the Mayor’s response to our refund request, I call it a safe bet that I will receive no such offer.
What was his response, you wonder?
A tax audit, of course!
Nice, eh? Not to worry, though. We are the Tea Party and, therefore, have followed every applicable tax law to this point, including filing all the proper forms. We will file them again, though, to satisfy the audit requirements.
But that won’t be the last the City of Richmond hears from the Richmond Tea Party and the American people.
The City is now openly rewarding and financing lawlessness, while punishing and charging the law-abiding. These actions represent the kind of bullying and abuse of power the American people have come to expect from those in office and are now dedicated to stopping. We stand united in holding accountable every last corrupt politician, no matter which office they hold or at which level they serve.
More will be coming out about this story in the coming days and weeks, but for now, I wanted to give you the quick update and let you know that we, like you, are done taking it from arrogant politicians. The City of Richmond gave us their response – now we have one for them.
We need your help to continue fighting for equal treatment under the law!
This book, by Peter Schweizer, is to be released on Tuesday, and I think it will be very important. Here is an article in “Newsweek” about it:
There was also a segment on “60 Minutes” and a 3 hour broadcast of Stephen Bannon’s “Victory Sessions” radio show devoted to the subject matter. All were most informative. These are bipartisan outrages. In the radio show, Andrew Beitbart also participated and they said they were going to focus on more of the Republican corruption in the beginning in order to garner mainstream press coverage, and once they have everyone’s attention they will start to focus more on Democrat offenders. Apparently the book has a section to teach us how to find some of these insider dealings on our own so we may have a project this winter.
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I know that some of my “imaginary friends” on the internet are going through some tough times these days. I wish that you could come and spend some time in my garden with me. It is a healing place. I am sending all good wishes and prayers your way.
This was last year, but it will be like this again in about 2 weeks. I get lots of zinnias (thousands, I am sure) from about $10 worth of seeds. I plant them in 2 week intervals because they like it to be nice and hot to germinate and thrive. If we get a cool snap before they get going well they stay sort of puny all season, so I stagger the planting. The little house was my daughter’s play house made from old windows we tore out of a house we were renovating, and odds and ends of left over construction inventory. Now that she is grown and gone I store my garden equipment in there. I miss the tea party days, though.
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Today the first daffodils of the season opened in my garden. The pansies that wintered over have broken out, so there is hope for those of you who still have snow drifts taller than you are.
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Without warning, he reached down and I felt his strong, calloused hands start at my ankles, gently probing, and moving upward along my calves, slowly but steadily. My breath caught in my throat.
I knew I should be afraid, but somehow I didn’t care. His touch was so experienced, so sure. When his hands moved up onto my thighs, I gave a slight shudder, and partly closed my eyes. My pulse was pounding. I felt his knowing fingers caress my abdomen, my ribcage. And then, as he cupped my firm, full breasts in his hands, I inhaled sharply.
Probing, searching, knowing what he wanted, he brought his hands to my shoulders, slid them down my tingling spine and into my panties. Although I knew nothing about this man, I felt oddly trusting and expectant. This is a man, I thought. A man used to taking charge. A man not used to taking ˜No” for an answer. A man who would tell me what he wanted. A man who would look into my soul and say . . . Continue reading