Publisher's Synopsis
Does it matter that in 2001, then merely a deputy City Attorney but now-Senator Kamala Harris ignored mail theft, attempted murder, tampering of evidence, and perjury in court documents? The story of how a (now deceased) San Francisco firefighter, in 1998, made one phone call and got the Political Machine to go to work for him, as told with the help of a selection of the official, legal and personal correspondence that was executed during a decade on the losing end of a prima facie case of municipal racketeering, a private petty paper war that destroyed my motherhood, devastated my marriage, stole my beauty, and made me the most hated woman buried under Willie Brown's city hall. HERE'S A LEGAL RIDDLE: What's worse than the crime? Everybody knows it's the cover-up. But what's worse than a cover-up? That's when those in charge of those who looked the other way keep on climbing into ever-bigger seats of power. Specifically TWO women, former deputy city attorneys. First, it was Katherine Feinstein, in charge of the prosecution of my family 1998-2000, who (as well as being the daughter of California's sr. senator, Dianne Feinstein) went on to become a judge on the Superior Court of San Francisco, was installed on the State of California's judicial performance panel, and was recently appointed by Governor Jerry Brown to the Medical Board. Second woman was Kamala Harris, in charge of the persecution of what was left of my family by 2000-2001, the former mistress of then-mayor Willie Brown, who went on to be the twice-elected D.A. of San Francisco, the California Attorney General, and who is now a Senator. Her sister was one of Hillary Clinton's policy advisors. Her brother-in-law was Obama's assistant General Attorney in charge of Civil Rights. Oxygen starting to thin out at this high altitude. 6/12 July 1999 we, the plaintiffs, Greg & Ramona Mayon, quietly settled out-of-court with I.A.F.F. local #798. However, from 10 July 1998 until 11 July 2001, the City Attorney's office blocked our God-given, Constitutional right-to-travel, to return to family & land with our remaining children, forcing us to remain in one of America's most costly cities, against our will, under court-order to remain here. We were forced to raise our children in an urban setting when we are country people, our children denied their right to know their grandparents and their native Louisiana. But we never lost physical custody of the children, only legal custody. Those three years were spent with the City Attorney's Office of San Francisco systematically destroying our reputation, using the dozen of lies supplied by Children Protective Services, are all documented within this manuscript. Most of the documents I used as the foundation for this manuscript (and case) are marked 'Confidential' and comes with their own penal code. I, the person being talked about, have no right to this paper. So it was a struggle to even get it. But if need be, I will argue before any judge that I am called to stand before that the City Attorney's office cracked the judicial firewall, not I, by using this so-called 'confidentiality clause' to commit crimes. Those with dirty hands cannot hide them behind a cloak of confidentiality. Throughout this time, like any ordinary citizen, I went to the SFPD, the FBI and every court that I could think of, I petitioned over & over, but they all folded their hands and did nothing. We have been turned down by nearly every lawyer in town and even had the displeasure of having the SF Bar Assoc. tell me that no one here has the resources to help you. Even the F.B.I. told me to let go and get on with life. Don't kid yourself that the almighty FBI isn't a political operative when it suits them. As the old legal adage goes, the only successful defense for a slander/libel case is to be able to prove you are telling the truth. I have used hundreds of the City's own documents to do just that.
