Of course, it all starts with my father. As a human being, I am sorry that he contracted Alzheimer’s but I really do not care anymore; he has done and incited others to do so much damage to me.
Then there is my daughter. I have written about her many times and what she has done and so am not going to waste any more time on her.
Then there is my cousin, who I loved and supported so much. But she has sat on the fence, taking money from me and also from my father. She actually telephoned my father to tell him where I was and what did he do? Through his masonic contacts, I was reported to the police and dragged off to prison. Although the original reason for going to see her was that she said that she needed a carer, I stupidly dropped everything, went to her, ferried her around in my car, took her to dinner and paid for everything but she telephoned my father and then feigned a panic attack. So convincing was she that I called her best friend and an ambulance.
But immediately after I was arrested, she made a miraculous recovery, started walking her dogs that she was incapable of walking before I was arrested, loaded my car with my heavy bags and then took it out to the road to be vandalised, which cost me yet more hundreds of pounds to sort out.
I do not care what her own blood family in Canada think but she is a complete con artist and an absolute liar, despite her supposed religious beliefs, which are a mere cover. She has betrayed me, not once, not twice but three times but because of my love for her as a cousin, I kept on going back, with the last time being the final straw.
She lives in a house rent free, gets a bucket load of money from the family and has the biggest television that I have ever seen.
Oh and she no longer goes to church; what a surprise because the acting is tiring her out.
If her Canadian family want to argue with me, please do, but Lori Cameron has betrayed me for the last time, just so that she can stay in her free house, have her bills paid off by lying to me and get cash from the family to finance her lifestyle. To keep herself sweet with the family, she had no compulsion in feeding me to the dogs. My lying first wife has nothing on her.
Then there is my toe rag brother, Martin Hender, who holds power of attorney over my father (I was kicked out) and has complete control over my father’s millions of wealth and has millions in his bank account, as well as a £1.4m interest free loan from the trust; great if you can get it.
Like my father and the other attorney for my father, he is a mason, has no morality whatsoever and wants to keep me where I am. He knows I am in a bad way but does not care about his brother; he is far more concerned with his bank account.
Worse still, my “darling” brother was paid hush money by my father, amounting to £1.25M to keep him quiet for HIS father sexually abusing one or both of his daughters; how fucking disgusting is that. I reported it to the police but then put the masonic system went into gear and it was buried by the police.
There is then Ronald Edward Downhill, another mason, who supposedly advises the trust but actually tells them what to do. Not only has he this bizarre masonic loyalty to a very sick disease minded man but he is pissed off because I got his best chum sacked for breaking trustee law, Thomas Meier. He wants to punish me as the others do, all of the others.
Finally, there is John Marriott, my father’s old financial consultant, who is, yes you guessed it, a mason, who has the same immoral and bizarre loyalty to my father and wants to keep me where I am and wants me to kill myself. Once I actually wrote to him and said that he was a better father figure than my own father but that was before I knew he was a mason and what he had done behind the scenes to me
David's Diatribe 