Low Jury Award for the Homeless Man Shot by Wicked Gun Freak Frat Boy

Two years ago a homeless man, Dennis Sanderson, was in an alley behind a frat looking in a dumpster for cans. Inside, at least two frat boys were frantically rushing to get their guns, so they could shoot at him. Again. He'd been shot at before there, with BB guns. This time, the frat boys used a .22 and shot him in the groin. He still carries that bullet as the surgeon was unable to remove it.

Click post title to go to story about the jury award. It's another slap in the face to this man, and all those like him. It's an endorsement again of the crime.

What did frat boy get? Five months. That's it. Five fricking months for his campaign of terror against the homeless, from the safety of his gun loaded frat.

When I heard of his sentence I was furious, knowing what I had faced, when homeless and considered a societal worm, when in the mental health system. Injustice. Frequent abuse. It's unbelievable what people see as ok for those at the bottom of society, especially if they think they can get away with it. I drove over to Corvallis, after the light verdict, with makeshift signs and protested in front of the court house.

Two years later, the homeless man brought a civil suite against the criminatl frat boy and the frat itself, in part to help pay his medical expenses. The low jury award won't pay off anything, probably not even his attorney's fees.

A woman who spilled hot coffee from McDonalds on herself got millions. Dennis Sanderson was deliberately shot by a frat boy and gets 41k, most of it likely will go to his attorneys.

During the publicity surrounding the incident, church people came forward to defend the fricking shooter as a good church boy. What a circus of clowns dancing to defend a criminal, without apparent moral compasses to guide them.

Dennis Sanderson has a record. The frat boy felt so superior to him, because he had a home, was in college and had lots of guns he wanted to shoot at something he felt above, bigger than. Little penis syndrome is one good explanation.

However, shooting with intent to harm, as these men did, just because they have a home, and Sanderson didn't, says nothing about the comparitive states of darkness in their souls. Grimes soul harbored far more darkness than Sanderson's ever had. The evil of his soul was cloaked to this jury and to others by his circumstance. Grimes was nicely dressed, clean, was in college and had a home. These outward trappings fool so many! Pathetic.

Sanderson's no saint. But Grimes and his cohorts, who tried to hide the crime and those who stood up for him and defended his actions, well you people are a special breed of self righteous hoods.

The other ridiculous part of Grimes sentence was that he had to do community service at a homeless shelter. That is like decreeing that a child molestor do community service working at a school cafeteria. It's stupid.

Justice is supposed to be for all.

Low Jury Award for the Homeless Man Shot by Wicked Gun Freak Frat Boy

Two years ago a homeless man, Dennis Sanderson, was in an alley behind a frat looking in a dumpster for cans. Inside, at least two frat boys were frantically rushing to get their guns, so they could shoot at him. Again. He'd been shot at before there, with BB guns. This time, the frat boys used a .22 and shot him in the groin. He still carries that bullet as the surgeon was unable to remove it.

Click post title to go to story about the jury award. It's another slap in the face to this man, and all those like him. It's an endorsement again of the crime.

What did frat boy get? Five months. That's it. Five fricking months for his campaign of terror against the homeless, from the safety of his gun loaded frat.

When I heard of his sentence I was furious, knowing what I had faced, when homeless and considered a societal worm, when in the mental health system. Injustice. Frequent abuse. It's unbelievable what people see as ok for those at the bottom of society, especially if they think they can get away with it. I drove over to Corvallis, after the light verdict, with makeshift signs and protested in front of the court house.

Two years later, the homeless man brought a civil suite against the criminatl frat boy and the frat itself, in part to help pay his medical expenses. The low jury award won't pay off anything, probably not even his attorney's fees.

A woman who spilled hot coffee from McDonalds on herself got millions. Dennis Sanderson was deliberately shot by a frat boy and gets 41k, most of it likely will go to his attorneys.

During the publicity surrounding the incident, church people came forward to defend the fricking shooter as a good church boy. What a circus of clowns dancing to defend a criminal, without apparent moral compasses to guide them.

Dennis Sanderson has a record. The frat boy felt so superior to him, because he had a home, was in college and had lots of guns he wanted to shoot at something he felt above, bigger than. Little penis syndrome is one good explanation.

However, shooting with intent to harm, as these men did, just because they have a home, and Sanderson didn't, says nothing about the comparitive states of darkness in their souls. Grimes soul harbored far more darkness than Sanderson's ever had. The evil of his soul was cloaked to this jury and to others by his circumstance. Grimes was nicely dressed, clean, was in college and had a home. These outward trappings fool so many! Pathetic.

Sanderson's no saint. But Grimes and his cohorts, who tried to hide the crime and those who stood up for him and defended his actions, well you people are a special breed of self righteous hoods.

The other ridiculous part of Grimes sentence was that he had to do community service at a homeless shelter. That is like decreeing that a child molestor do community service working at a school cafeteria. It's stupid.

Justice is supposed to be for all.

Beautiful Fallen Leaves for Sale

You can't blame me for trying:


For Sale: Beautiful Fallen Leaves - $5 (Albany)

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Date: 2009-11-02, 6:06PM PST
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I have a bountiful crop of beautiful fallen leaves piling up around my house and yard--maple, birch, poplar and a few cherry tree leaves. A mere five dollars will get you all the leaves you could ever want. Picture children jumping gleefully into large piles of leaves! Come get your gorgeous fall leaves before they're completely dead and crinkled and ugly and a fire hazard. Fall leaf pickup by the city, is still weeks away, due a calandar mix up, in which officials in charge of leaf pickup, mistook spring for summer, summer for fall, you get the drift. So.......leaves, for sale. If you cannot afford a large pile of leaves, I will consider granting you free leaves or a leaf voucher so you can get your fill. Thank you.

Beautiful Fallen Leaves for Sale

You can't blame me for trying:


For Sale: Beautiful Fallen Leaves - $5 (Albany)

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Date: 2009-11-02, 6:06PM PST
Reply to: sale-wm34f-1448932132@craigslist.org [Errors when replying to ads?]

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I have a bountiful crop of beautiful fallen leaves piling up around my house and yard--maple, birch, poplar and a few cherry tree leaves. A mere five dollars will get you all the leaves you could ever want. Picture children jumping gleefully into large piles of leaves! Come get your gorgeous fall leaves before they're completely dead and crinkled and ugly and a fire hazard. Fall leaf pickup by the city, is still weeks away, due a calandar mix up, in which officials in charge of leaf pickup, mistook spring for summer, summer for fall, you get the drift. So.......leaves, for sale. If you cannot afford a large pile of leaves, I will consider granting you free leaves or a leaf voucher so you can get your fill. Thank you.

Cat Photos

Shaulin, from the Bengal Group colony. She's still here, waiting for a home.
Shaulin again. Both her brothers were adopted immediately, but she is more standoffish than they were, shyer.
Calamity, formerly a stray kitten on Lyons street.
Calamity again.
The seed warehouse caught their sixth cat. Three others we caught there were fixed at the Neuterscooter clinic. Two of those were kittens. Subsequently, they caught two more kittens. The seedman and his wife fostered all four kittens, and found homes for two, and they are keeping two. The teen male was returned. They have been after the mom and maybe this is her.
The seed kitty again, who will be fixed on Wednesday.
I thought the fake tree visible from their patio was interesting, sooooo, Kate took a photo of the tree with me in the foreground. It's how they make antennas more palatible I think.
Kate and myself, right before I left. Kate and Ned are great people and will give Tim the best of homes.
Here's me, in Huntington Beach. I did forget to take my own camera. Kate took this on theirs.
Sam, relaxing.
Sam, irritated.
Jade, from Conser, in October.
Jade again. She needs those claws trimmed!
Calamity, abandoned on Lyons, still here and getting big.
Calamity again.
Teddy, from the homeless camp, also still here and getting big.
Lucy, from downtown Albany, with Frankie, her boy kitten. I brought back Frankie and Sunshine, her blue girl, from the Wilsonville fosterer. She still has Tiger Lily, Lucy's black kitten. Tiger Lily is much bigger and more self confident than this pair. Frankie likes to stand on his back legs and touch his mother's face with both paws. It's so cute.
Lucy and Frankie.

Cat Photos

Shaulin, from the Bengal Group colony. She's still here, waiting for a home.
Shaulin again. Both her brothers were adopted immediately, but she is more standoffish than they were, shyer.
Calamity, formerly a stray kitten on Lyons street.
Calamity again.
The seed warehouse caught their sixth cat. Three others we caught there were fixed at the Neuterscooter clinic. Two of those were kittens. Subsequently, they caught two more kittens. The seedman and his wife fostered all four kittens, and found homes for two, and they are keeping two. The teen male was returned. They have been after the mom and maybe this is her.
The seed kitty again, who will be fixed on Wednesday.
I thought the fake tree visible from their patio was interesting, sooooo, Kate took a photo of the tree with me in the foreground. It's how they make antennas more palatible I think.
Kate and myself, right before I left. Kate and Ned are great people and will give Tim the best of homes.
Here's me, in Huntington Beach. I did forget to take my own camera. Kate took this on theirs.
Sam, relaxing.
Sam, irritated.
Jade, from Conser, in October.
Jade again. She needs those claws trimmed!
Calamity, abandoned on Lyons, still here and getting big.
Calamity again.
Teddy, from the homeless camp, also still here and getting big.
Lucy, from downtown Albany, with Frankie, her boy kitten. I brought back Frankie and Sunshine, her blue girl, from the Wilsonville fosterer. She still has Tiger Lily, Lucy's black kitten. Tiger Lily is much bigger and more self confident than this pair. Frankie likes to stand on his back legs and touch his mother's face with both paws. It's so cute.
Lucy and Frankie.

Lucy Takes Her Kittens Back

Lucy accepted her kittens back just moments ago. She had been severely stressed, saw enemies in everyone, when she first returned here. She literally screamed in rage and aggression if she saw a shadow. I thought if her kittens returned, she would be happier but she also had attacked them. I removed them for their safety.

But, today, and last night, after I got back, she relaxed somewhat. She was dehydrated, from stress, and hairball afflicted. I used catnip and lots of petting and play to induce sleep for her, which she needed. When I slept most of the day today, she did also.

I just woke up actually, after falling asleep on my couch about 9:00 p.m. I'd also slept away much of the day. I took in Frankie, her little boy first. She huffed and hissed and growled, but then flopped on her side, showing her teets, like she wanted him to nurse. Her eyes were dilated in confusion. I let her sniff Frankie's tail. She growled and huffed again again, but sniffed at his butt.

I was sitting on the floor and let him play while on my lap. She turned around, from where she was, a few feet away, and made the first of several mother cat calls. I then knew it was a go, and let him off my lap. She began licking him all over. I made a bed for them, then went and got Sunshine, the blue girl, Tiny Tim's offspring.

Lucy is back to being Lucy, a loving devoted mother and wonderful all around kitty.

Take note, mother's out there. And kids, too.

Hissy spittiness is oft the result of hairballs, dehydration, stress and sleep deprivation. Take care of yourselves! Everyone feels better then.