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July 8th, 2008 – Home

A lot happened between that July 4th, and July 8th, 2008. My international lawyer and now friend Dean Peroff, from Amsterdam and Peroff in Toronto, Ontario Canada had to deal with a Bulgarian government demand that $25,000 U.S.D. be paid to the relative of a Bulgaria prosecutor. The name of both the individual and prosecutor now escapes me [I will be listing names, documents, and videos later]. After 12 years and 6 months on not making any money, and losing millions in the interim, the $25,000 was something I could not pay. And frankly, the moral indignation at this government-sponsored shakedown made me want to stay in Bulgaria and legally challenge the payment of what is a Bulgaria government facilitated financial  “lien” on the body and person of a foreign national. This practice still continues to this day, where the government of Bulgaria will defacto imprison non-resident foreign citizens solely to extort money from them. More on that later.

Well, the Government of Canada was livid at the idea of me staying in Bulgaria and the possible danger to my life. And so was Dean Peroff and my family who wanted me back home. But I was equally as livid at not paying this extortion money for what was, and is, unlawful detention for debt. There are international treaties to collect civil judgments in other countries, it only requires registering the debt in the country where the debtor is resident. But keeping foreign citizens hostage for payment of a ransom, something right out of the middle ages is a better motivator than a foreign court order installment plan. The government of Bulgaria would not relent, and I had no money so the choice had already been made for me. As fate would have it, Dean Peroff stepped up and paid the $25,000 USD on or about July 7th, 2008 and I was on a plane the next day heading home.

There is more to my story, and slowly it will appear here.

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July 4th 2008 – Freedom!

It is difficult to image the divine providence at work when I gained my personal freedom from an unjust oppression and imprisonment. Freedom coming on the same day as a great nation celebrated its own journey to freedom and injustice. True, it can be dismissed as a twist of fate, some unplanned coincidence. Then again could it be something else at work?

As I write this, I reflect on the gaps between what is lawful and what is just. All oppressors and tyrants use the “law” to “lawfully” imprison, to take property and even lawfully murder when it suits those in power. When you live this experience, you quickly learn not to confuse a lawful arrest or imprisonment with a just one. But I am digressing, and that is not the purpose of this first short intro. This is solely to announce to posterity that July 4th, 2018 will mark 10 years since my freedom. A July day that marked the end of my 12-year 6-month journey through a physical and personal hell.

God! ItsME! Michael and this is my story. A story You know only too well Lord, and like all Your living creation I have more questions in this story than I have answers.