winsted recordings

Click on the US gov link on the home page to hear the recordings of these jack ass rapists.

To find out where these unwelcome assaults of privacy came from click HERE (insert hyperlink to Meriden pills head fucks)

Anyways it was the day my furniture was supposed to be delivered for my main living room. I had been working the week before on the stock market trading a stock TGC. I had started trading with this company a couple months before at 24 cents a share. Here is what it did that October from my records.

and this was from Oct 21st the day after I was raided...

and Oct. 23rd

A stock goes up when the trade volume is stably increased. I started investing when the stock traded at 28,000 shares a day. A little while later millions of shares were being traded a day.

The morning of Oct. 20th I was installing a mosaic tile hand made marble masterpiece in the kitchen. It was about 4 feet by 4 feet and looked like the following...

They had been custom made after a long wait and I was excited to install my new collection. Here are the others I was planning to install when time allowed. I had been pulling in up to 20% a day in the stock market so figured I would throw some money into the house. The piece above took 375 hours to make. Some of the ones below took up to 700 hours to complete.

This piece was 6'6" x 6'6" and is about 12,000 hand cut pieces. This one was for the foyer. It now has a black boot mark from an officer Mike Roy though we will get to that later.

This one took 175 hours and greeted you at the enterance to the living room.

This one was 5 by 7 feet for a sun room addition that never was allowed to happen...

I had gotten the following as well...

Total hours to make the pieces was about 2400 hours. Total value about 300,000 usd.

I was installing the piece for the kitchen with water based polyurethane as a protective coating for the marble. I had sprayed a second coat about 20 minutes before the raid began. I had a fire going to rid the house of some of the fumes. When I heard the knock on the door I was excited that my new living room set had arrived. When I got to the front door no one was there. I walked out on my beautiful round porch I was redoing and shut both doors behind me. To my surprise it was two mental health workers and two police officers. Milhomens approached me and frisked me down. They asked if I knew why they were there. I did not see any tea cups in there hands so really figured to try and complicate my life in some manner. It turns out the day after I was released from the program they came for one last attempt to take me out. One of the workers asked me how I was doing. I told them very well. I was doing well in the stock market, had just purchased two custom choppers, and had just received a couple hundred thousand in pearls I was planning on selling during the holidays. The four men stared at me for about 30 seconds as if confused what they should do next. I was getting a bit board and they were not leaving so I asked them if they would like to see some pearls. The three restaurants I lived next store to were scenting the air as always from the exquizid lunch they were cooking as I walked to the door. I opened the door drawing air into the house from the outside which may have made the fire pick up a bit in the living room. I proceeded to shut the door behind me so that they did not know I had a house full of art comprable to many muesems. I went into my office and picked up about 12 silk bags with various necklaces. I went outside and continued to tell them all about Akoya South Sea pearls. After I was done talking it was a bit more staring then the men decided to leave. As they walked off of my porch I let them know that I do have a phone if they would like to call before showing up in the future. At this point Sergent Fox of the Winsted police force turned around and tells me he smells cannabis burning. I more felt I was being profiled as I had three dreadlocks in the front of my mohawk. I assured him he was smelling the Italian food. He asked me if he could take a look around inside my house. I was not in the market to showcase my home for sale so I let him know that he would infact not be able to come in. I let him know that he could try and get a warrant after he asked me a couple more times. I was getting a bit hungry at this point and remember thinking of the coffee ice cream in the freezer. I was going to go back inside however was not allowed to. I was told that in a single case in another state it was deemed ok to hold a suspect outside there house while a warrant was obtained. I did find the case however it did not relate to mine at all. Fox took off to see how he could win back his what seemed to be damaged pride from my comment of concern regarding the value of his time. I had picked up a few hundred pounds of white marble chips for the yard and asked if it was ok if I got some work done while we waited. The case in the other state deemed it ok to hold the man for one hour. I at first spread the marble chips under the front bushes then proceeded to catch up on some raking. About 30 minutes went by and a Detective Kinahan showed up at the scene. I introduced myself on the street to him. He asked me if he could look inside my house. I let him no that my ancestors had fought for the freedom of this country and that he would not be able to invade my privacy or ignore on my Fourth Amendment rights. He ended up leaving with Fox to find another way in my house. So I continued to rake the leaves up while Milhomens was ordered to keep an eye on me. The two pill dealers stayed as well and made rude comments to each other about people of misfortune and would then laugh to pass the time. While after and hour or so the yard was looking new and Milhomens was looking board. I asked if he wanted to check out my new chopper I had got a couple weeks prior. Here is a picture of her...

After a couple about two and a half hours goes by two more agents arrive on the scene to replace the mental health pill distributors. Why they were they still or being replaced to make sure some thing happened is still unclear to me legally. I offered to buy everyone pizza while we waited though no one was hungry. Any ways as hour three approaches and still no furniture arrives Kevin Kinahan and Brian Fox show up with a search warrant. I was handed the following...

Perhaps next time they will fill it out so that it would be valid. I have yet to find out who the judical officer Boss is.

Seems the pig went up through my locked airtight door to the third floor then through the second airtight bulk head to my sleeping chambers where my ac chilled the air. From there he when through the third airtight door to the airtight grow room covered floor to ceiling in heavy plastic and insulation. The problem lies in how they got the warrant. Seems they decided to lie. Check this out.

Here are the affidavits filed with the court by the officers...;

How many times did I go in and out of my house Brian? Lets look at your police report...