If you have never heard a man of God admit, from the pulpit, to a group of “Christians”, that he sometimes begs God to kill his enemies, then click this link. In just a minute’s time you will hear Missoula’s 2020 “Chaplain of the year” say “There are people in my life I’ve begged God to end their life.” Think I’m kidding? Watch the clip. It’s disturbing.
For a more “official” narrative about the type of Christian man Lowell Hochhalter is, here’s some bio info from the link distinguishing this man of God as the best Chaplain in Zoom Town:
Chaplain Lowell Hochhalter has been with the Missoula County Sheriffs Office since 2015 and is a vital component to our operation. Our law enforcement community has endured its share of critical and traumatic incidents over the past 4 years and we’ve kept Lowell quite busy. He is the calming voice of reason and counsel when things haven’t gone well and, simply put, doesn’t miss an opportunity to help our deputies get through the tough times.
If Lowell Hochhalter is your “calming voice of reason” then I think we’ve had a serious problem at the Sheriff’s Office going back to at least 2015.
Last September I wrote a post titled “What Did United Way’s Susan Hay Patrick Know About The LifeGuard Group And When Did She Know It?” Then, this year, I wrote this post about Epstein donating to the Virgin Islands United Way and this post about Susan Hay Patrick’s “non-profit” career. Then, yesterday, I got this in my inbox:
Here was my reaction, as interpreted by a 90’s sitcom character anyone my age will immediately recognize:
While I can’t conclusively prove my unpaid citizen journalism was the main catalyst driving Susan Hay Patrick’s retirement decision, I do like sometimes pointing out things that ARE easily provable, like my official role in difficult community conversations about homelessness that included the local business community, local law enforcement, and faith communities.
To prove this claim, here’s an excerpt from a meeting of the Downtown Business Improvement District, where I gave an update about the homeless program I helped establish:
When I read stuff like this I remember that I was a very different person in 2011. Now, after years of lawfare that I’m refusing to be quiet about, I’m in a pretty precarious financial position, one that could be briefly improved upon were Mr. Cognizant actually cognizant of the opportunity he’s squandering behind the scenes.
It’s funny how things are unfolding for me right now; not “ha ha” funny, but totally-fucking-absurd funny. For example, after dealing with actual paternal bullshit with Mr. Cognizant, I awoke this morning to news that Chuck Norris, the man a delusional woman who stalked me CLAIMED was my father, was dead. I even wrote about this insane woman who targeted me BECAUSE OF my work at the homeless shelter, writing dozens of letters that eventually started arriving at my home address, where I used to live with my family at the time.
This is the kind of shit I was dealing with in my naive effort to help improve this terminally retarded community:
I hope this post serves as a reminder to those who still have to deal with me and all my problems that I wasn’t always like I am now. That said, I still carefully crop certain images to protect certain people, and I’m even sitting on info about a certain race-baiter because the maternal side of my marble negotiations asked me to.
How much I write in the near-future is up to them.
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