ORANGE ORDER – RCMP – TO BE DISMANTLED
By Anthony Martini (Political Candidate For Prime Minister of Canada 2019)
St. Catharines, Ontario, Canada
Written: Sunday, July 1, 2018
THE ORANGE ORDER is a Terrorist Organization and the second I become the next Prime Minister of Canada then I will totally SHUT DOWN the ORANGE ORDER and arrest every single person that is attached to the Orange Order or any Person that illegally worked for the ORANGE ORDER or any person who did any illegal activities on orders of the ORANGE ORDER.
Who is the ORANGE ORDER?
The ORANGE ORDER is a Secret Society, a Terrorist Organization. The ORANGE ORDER is the R.C.M.P. – Royal Canadian Mounted Police in Canada, or the Queens Militia. However, I refer to them as a Terrorist Organization.
Every RCMP Officer is in the ORANGE ORDER and every RCMP Officer is sworn to secrecy that they will not reveal any activities of the ORANGE ORDER. Any member of the RCMP that talks about the ORANGE ORDER will be murdered and so will their Families.
Let’s start on how I was targeted by the Secret Societies and the Orange Order and how I discovered the Orange Order.
It all began when I was ONLY 15 years Old. At 15 Years Old I should have had a normal life but actually my life ended at 15 years Old. There was NO happy Days for me. There was no Normal Life for me.
Here is how it began and here is how I ended up in the Dark World being persecuted by the Orange Order.
I was 15 years working at a Gas Station in a Small Town in Canada. I was trying to save money to go to University so I can have a career and a better life. I worked after School until midnight and then I worked all weekend long.
I was denied the rights to get paid Minimum Wage because of the late Prime Minister of Canada Pierre Elliot Trudeau the father of Prime Minister of Canada Justin Trudeau only allowed people 16 years of age or older to get minimum wage in Canada which was discrimination.
I pumped Gas at the Gas Station every day after school and on the weekends and in the very cold, snowy and rainy weather, all to save money to put myself through University. I also had other jobs Cleaning two Shopping Malls, CIBC Banks and Sobeys grocery stores.
I never did any Drugs and I was not a bad person. I was brought up with Religious Values as if that really matters in Canada anymore.
The owner of the Gas Station had a Son who was in his late 20’s at the Gas Station. The local RCMP brought their cars there to be repaired or for a tuneup. I watched as the RCMP brought in their Cars on a weekly basis.
The RCMP Officers were very extremely friendly with the Gas Station Owner and especially his Son. I kept on working pumping Gas and one day I was walking pass an RCMP Car and tons of smoke came out. There was a real bad odor coming out of the RCMP Car. It smelled like SKUNK. There was the Gas Station Owner’s Son in the front seat with a Corporal from the RCMP doing drugs. This was not the first time that this happened but it was a daily routine with the RCMP being in Uniform smoking HASH and MARIJUANA. How disgusting that was to see a COP in uniform doing drugs. I was told by other workers that this happens every single day but all workers looked the other way. I was brought up from the Old School and I felt that this Dirty Cop was endangering Public Safety. After all the sick bastard was getting STONED and TOTALLY HIGH everyday and he was in Uniform and carrying a Police Revolver.
I thought what if this loser of an RCMP goes crazy and kills someone? After all, he is in Uniform and he does have a loaded gun with him everyday. I thought this through and Public Safety was my highest Concern so I decided to report this Drug Addict of a Cop to the Sergeant at the RCMP Detachment. I thought that they would immediately fire this dirty cop.
I went to file a police report. I had the Dirty Cop’s Name. I filed a report with someone that was looking after me. Of course I had to give all my information first and that was a Joke in half.
The Sergeant from the RCMP Detachment refused to take the police report but kept all of my information including name, address, phone number and my High School that I went to.
A few hours after I left the RCMP Detachment I went home and I received a phone call from the Gas Station Owner’s Son telling me that I am FIRED.
Fired for what?
The Gas Station owed me 3 weeks of Pay and the Gas Station Owner’s Son refused to pay me. He owed me for 168 hours of work and he refused to pay me. He also refused to give me vacation time indicating that I am not suppose to be in the work force. Actually I was and actually I had my SIN (Social Insurance Number) when I turned 13 years old.
He even threatened me that if he ever sees me that he will kill me.
A few days later, I was chased down the hallway in the High School by 5 Black Guys with Machetes wanting to kill me on orders of the RCMP.
WHAT THE HELL?
The RCMP paid 5 Black Guys to murder me as I was later told.
Instead of the Sergeant Suspending the Drug Addict Corporal and removing him from the RCMP force, now I became a target of the RCMP. I could not go to school because the Blacks were at every door at the High School. I had to immediately Transfer to another school and I left all of my friends behind.
I had to keep a low profile. Here I am only 15 years old and I had to hide from the RCMP and the Blacks.
I continued working as a Cleaner to save money to go to University. Most of the people I grew up with were dying one after another because of so much drugs at the Junior High School and at High School. Children were doing drugs as young as 10 years old and the majority never made their 16th Birthday.
That Corporal from the RCMP kept on getting promoted and raising up in the Ranks. Not because he was a good COP but because he was one of the Dirtiest Cop I have seen in my life.
On my 16th Birthday I bought a Car. It was a second hand Datsun but it was my car. My best friend’s mother contacted me and asked me if I had seen her son. We always hung around together going to Dairy Queen or Coffee Shops or McDonalds and we always raced together. We won so many car races.
He owned an old Chevrolet Vega and him and I and a few other friends dropped an 8 Cylinder under the hood. We were all cautious drivers and racers and always put safety first.
I told my best friend’s mother that he told me that he was not going out this weekend because he had a cold. She told me that he went around 3:00 PM the day before to the store for her and he never came back and the Police refuses to look for him. I told her that I will be right over and I hopped in my car and went to see my best friend’s mother. The Cops refused to look for him indicating that he ran away from home. My best friend loved his mother and there was no way that he would have done anything wrong to break his mothers heart.
I contacted the Police at my friend’s mother’s house and told them that we are like brothers and I know him and there is no way that he would run away from home. Again, the RCMP refused to look for my best friend so I decided to go looking. I went to every place we ever went and I could not find him. I told the people that I was staying with, that I will be looking for my friend. I searched and searched and searched. 2 Days later the RCMP knocked on my fiend’s mother’s door and told her that he was involved in a Car Accident and he was dead.
I was totally shocked and devastated and so was my Best Friend’s Mother. That was her only Son and she lost her husband many years ago to Cancer. I was just shocked. I asked the RCMP where was the accident and they told me 15 miles away.
WHAT!
Why would my friend go 15 miles away if the store was only 3 blocks away? Why would he be in a place that he never would go? I asked where was his car and they told me it was at the Junk Yard.
The Funeral Home had a closed casket for my friend and I was there along with all of our friends. His Mother was so devastated it broke my heart. I was told that the accident was very bad. I don’t get it, I told his mother. Her son, my best friend, was the safest driver around. This does not make any sense whatsoever.
After I buried my Best Friend I decided to go to the Junk Yard to see how much damage was done to my friend’s car. I wanted to see how my friend died. I went to the Junk Yard but I knew they would not let me in if I told them why I was there. So I told them that I was looking for parts for my Vega. The Junk Yard Dealer told me that he just received a Vega a few days ago. I walked up the Junk Yard with the Junk Yard Owner and there was my friend’s car. I was expecting his car to be a total right off and I examined the car very carefully. The Junk Yard told me to come and see him when I decide what I want from that car and he walked away.
I looked at the windshield that was in one piece. I was expecting to see a broken window and expecting to see blood all over where my best friend died. I even expected to see that he flew out of the window because that is what the RCMP said. They told his mother and I that he was severely mangled in the car accident.
There was no blood, not even one drop of blood. There was no broken window.
The car was not destroyed or mutilated or severely banged up from an accident. There was no alcohol or beer bottles anywhere in the car. There were no drugs and no indications of any drugs. I searched for blood, just one drop and I could not find any. I took pictures of the car inside out.
On the back Steel Bumper there was a dent and metallic blue paint. On the rear left hand side there was a dent of blue paint that was metallic. I took the photos. I asked the Junk Dealer to put the Vega aside because something is wrong and I would have to get the police to investigate it.
I had the film developed and showed his mother and asked her to call the police. It looked like someone deliberately pushed my friend off the road. It appeared to be a hit and run. My best Friend’s mother refused to call the police and she was not coping at all. So I called the police and told them to investigate it.
The next day, I went back to the Junk Yard to see what else I could find and I was told that the RCMP ordered the car, my friend’s car to be destroyed and crushed. WHAT? I could not believe it so I looked around the Junk Yard and could not find my friend’s car anymore.
I went to a school where they taught Auto Body Repair and I asked a teacher what kind of paint that was. I also had a piece of the Blue Paint removed from my late friend’s car. The teacher told me that this was Custom Paint and it was not on the market. I was told that this Paint Metallic Blue was not for the public. So who would have this paint I asked. He told me that this paint is only issued to the RCMP.
WHAT?
Why would the RCMP hide the truth from my late best friend’s Mother?
My late best friend was not mauled in a bad car accident.
My late best friend was not thrown out of the window like the RCMP claimed?
My best friend was not cut up in 1/2 as the RCMP claimed?
Nothing made any sense and now my best friend’s Car was crushed up. All the evidence destroyed.
The RCMP murdered my best friend and for what?
It was their paint, the RCMP paint, on my late friend’s Chevrolet Vega.
I tried for ages to figure out why the RCMP murdered my best friend and I could not come up with any reason except that the RCMP wanted to destroy me and so therefore, they killed my best friend.
I finally joined the Military Reserves and after I made a new best friend, my best friend was now dead in an accident. Another Car Accident but this time my other Best Friend’s car was crushed within minutes after arriving at the Junk Yard. Here is another friend that was very cautious when driving. I never found out the real truth but another Junk Yard said that my best friend’s car had metallic blue paint on the rear left hand side and on the left hand rear bumper. It started to sound something like another murder by the RCMP. When I asked him who ordered him to destroy the car he just said it was the RCMP and I went no further.
Shortly afterwards, I joined the Military and made another best friend and him and I and his twin sister always hung around together. One day, I got another phone call and my best friend’s twin sister called me indicating that her brother never came home for 2 days. I went over to her place where both of them lived and then the police said they found her brother’s body 20 miles away and the ocean swept up his body. The RCMP told my best friend’s twin sister that her brother drowned while he went canoeing. WHAT! He died going canoeing? It was winter and that part of the ocean was frozen. The RCMP said that he had high levels of alcohol in his system but my best friend did not drink at all.
My best friend’s twin sister did not have any money to bury her twin brother and she had no family at all because their parents died in a car crash a year before and only left them the house. I paid for the funeral for my best friend and I buried my best friend.
I stayed with my best friend’s twin sister for a week cooking for her and helping her with the house. I still could not figure out why my best friend would go canoeing in winter when there was no water and why would he get totally drunk when he never drank ever. This smelled like another RCMP murder but I could not prove that. None of this made any sense at all.
Jumping to University I took LAW at a University to become a Lawyer. I totally aced my Bar Exam and I should have been a Lawyer today BUT the RCMP made sure that I would never become a Lawyer and I was denied to be licenced by the Bar Association on orders of the RCMP.
When I was in the Canadian Armed Forces, at that time, I had a Murder attempt on my life. I was severely injured and the Military wanted to amputate my leg. I refused and because I refused a direct order to have my leg amputated I was thrown in the Military Stockade which was a Military Jail. I was given 3 days to go through with my leg being amputated and if I continued to refuse then I would be court-martialed. I was given an extra 4 days to not refuse a direct order in having my leg amputated.
I spent about 3 months in physio therapy, after a murder attempt on my life, that left me severely injured during a Military Exercise and I was seeing improvements and the Canadian Military wanted to amputate my leg and because I refused I was placed in the Military Stockade.
I decided that the Military was not for me and I spoke to a Catholic Priest to assist me in leaving the Military. The Canadian Military left me no choice, either I get my right leg amputated or I get a court-martial which meant that I would go to Military Jail for years and then forced out of the Military. I had no choice so the Catholic Priest worked with OTTAWA and Prime Minister of Canada Pierre Elliot Trudeau at that time for a Medical Discharge.
It took about 3 weeks before I got my Honorable Medical Discharge. I should have received my Military Pension for life and that did not happen at all.
I was told by a Military Female Nurse, that I knew, that the RCMP were on the base and ordering a Doctor to amputate my right leg and then after they did, the doctor was ordered to amputate my other leg indicating that there were severe complications during surgery. The Nurse who was in the Military was a Captain. She was the one that warned me never to have any surgery while I was in the Military but she finally told me the truth and she said it was the RCMP who wanted me to have both of my legs amputated.
I still walk with both of my legs.
Why would the RCMP order a Military Doctor to amputate both of my legs. I was severely injured but that was no reason why my leg should be amputated but to have both of my legs amputated, that went too far.
Since I could not become a Lawyer in Canada and I was denied my Constitutional Rights to become a Lawyer and since my Military days were now over, I decided to travel as a Photographer. I did take Photography and Journalism classes and of course, I aced all of my tests over the years.
Those days were with no Internet and no Facebook and No google and NO Twitter and oh yes, we all managed fine. I got tapes at the University I went to and I started to study languages. I started to study Spanish and German. I already Spoke French, English and Italian. I studied and studied and studied every day and I listened to all the tapes and read in those languages. Before I knew it I started to speak and write 5 languages fluently.
I traveled all over Europe. I went back to Italy to find out what really happened to my real parents and I ended up at a dead end. You see, my parents died when I was about 4 years old when I was in Italy and the Vatican illegally sold me to another Country so I became a member of the Lost Boys. The Vatican illegally sold over 1 million Boys and Girls to other Countries when our Parents died. Of course, don’t mention this to the Vatican, because they refused to undo their wrongs and don’t mention this to the Catholic Church. I have a twin brother and I also have a sister that I have not seen since the fatal car accident that took both of our parents. My twin brother and sister that survived the major car accident were sold to other countries.
I lived in Italy for about a year. I lived in France for about 4 Months and I lived in Germany for about 3 months working as a Photographer taking pictures and selling them.
Many post cards of yesterday were my pictures I took across Europe. I loved Europe.
I never wanted to return back to Canada. Europe was so beautiful.
I eventually moved to Caracas, Venezuela. At that time, it was a very very beautiful Country, a country that was like Paradise. There was NO TAXES and I loved that even more because in Canada you are taxed to death by the corrupt Governments.
I could go on forever telling you about my beautiful Journeys in France, Spain, Germany, Switzerland, Sweden and all countries in Europe but the story is about the ORANGE ORDER and the RCMP that are a Terrorist Organization and a Terrorist Secret Order.
I never forgot my friends that I buried in Canada.
I could talk about the beautiful moments I had in Venezuela but not today.
I will say that I received a phone call from Canada from the family I grew up with. I was told that the City Police and the RCMP just left their house. I was told that they had an Arrest Warrant for me. A WHAT? An Arrest Warrant they said. I asked what for? I always paid my taxes when I was 16 years old and I never broke any laws and I even served my Country which was Canada when I was in the Military. I retired as a Colonel with no Pension and I retired as an Intelligence Officer so why was there an arrest warrant issued I asked. I was told that 2 Police Cars, one RCMP Cop Car and a City Police Cop Car, drove up to the family I grew up with. I was told that the RCMP and the City Police claimed that they had an Arrest Warrant for me and they were looking to arrest me. The Family I grew up with asked them what for? What did he do wrong? The RCMP Officer told the family that I grew up with, that the Arrest Warrant is for RAPE!
“FOR WHAT?” THEY ASKED?
The RCMP and CITY COPS said they wanted me for RAPE.
“When did this happen?” they asked the RCMP and the CITY COPS.
The cops said, “it happened 2 weeks ago.”
“WHEN?” the family I was living with in the past asked?
“TWO WEEKS AGO,” THE RCMP COP SAID.
Of Course, all the neighbours were concerned with two COP CARS in the neighborhood and went over to see if everyone was OK. Everyone knew that I was not in CANADA. Well, almost everyone.
The RCMP again replied, “We have an Arrest Warrant and we demand for you to bring him downstairs!”
The Family that I grew up with replied, “ARREST WARRANT… LET ME SEE… The RCMP refused to show a piece a paper in their hand.
“RAPE! ARE YOU SAYING THAT HE RAPED A GIRL 2 WEEKS AGO!” THE FAMILY THAT I GREW UP WITH ASKED.
“YES,” The RCMP SAID, “HE RAPED A FEMALE 2 weeks ago and now he will pay for it.”
“THAT IS TOTALLY IMPOSSIBLE!” THE FAMILY THAT I GREW UP WITH SAID.
“WHY IS THAT?” said the Rude RCMP Cop.
“Because he has been out of the Country for Years and years and he has been living in Venezuela now since 3 years ago and he never came back!” the family I grew up with replied.
One of the Family Members showed the cops a telephone bill, with them calling me twice a week and they also showed the cops a copy of my Airline Ticket when I left Canada years ago.
One of the neighbours overheard the conversation and came over to verify that I have been away for years and that I reside in Venezuela. After all, neighbours do have coffee’s together and talk.
Soon the RCMP and the Dirty City Cops were chased down the street by all the neighbors.
I was totally shocked that I was being accused of RAPE in Canada when I have been out of Canada for years and did not return and the RAPE was suppose to happen 2 weeks ago when I had that phone call.
I had no enemies in Canada that I knew of except the RCMP, so who in the hell would lie like that! So I called the City Chief of Police Collect just to prove to these Dirty Cops that I was living in Venezuela and to find out what the hell was going on. I told them that I have not been back to Canada for years and years. Actually, I was residing in Venezuela for over 3 years and I did not go back to Canada.
The Police Chief refused to remove the False Arrest Warrant but since I had a few friends within the Police Force that were Police Officers they told me the name of the female that was accusing me of RAPE. She was working at the RCMP Detachment, the same Detachment that I complained about a DRUG ADDICT COP Years before but now she was working at a City Police Station as a Secretary. The name sounded familiar because I went to School with her and the last time I ever saw her was at High School and that was many, many, many years ago. She wanted me to date her and I was not interested.
My focus was my Education and that was all. I was surrounded by friends both male and females and I was not going to get tied down and go nowhere with my life.
I decided since the Dirty Chief of Police and the Dirty RCMP were not going to remove the False Arrest Warrant against me for a so called RAPE, then it was time to put up the heat. So I contacted the City Mayor by phone, Collect, and warned him that I will file a huge lawsuit against the City if the Police Chief was not immediately fired and suspended from his job and if the Secretary was not immediately fired.
The Mayor told me to call him back at the end of the day and he will investigate the situation.
I told the Mayor that this is bullshit and I was out of the Canada for years and years and years and I never returned back to Canada and I can prove everything.
After the Mayor had an Emergency Meeting with the Chief of Police and the Secretary that accused me of RAPE, the Mayor fired both of them and banned them from ever working with the city.
If I had been in Canada I would have been falsely arrested and sent to Prison on a False Allegation of RAPE.
This was not the first time that the RCMP illegally pulled off this false rape crap.
I believe that if a Man rapes a woman then he should receive LIFE IN PRISON providing that there was solid evidence of RAPE.
I also believe that if a woman falsely accuses a man of rape then she should get LIFE IN PRISON.
I believe that any Police Officer in Canada whether it is a CITY COP or an RCMP Officer that ever lied or lies should receive a LIFE SENTENCE IN PRISON.
I found out the Phone Number of the Secretary’s Parents and I decided to give them a Call to let them know what their daughter illegally did and her False Allegations.
They told me that their daughter was furious at me in High School years ago because I would not date her and she held that grudge ever since then and she was totally Obsessed with me and that she suffers from Mental Illness.
They found out, that the RCMP offered her a better position, if she went through the FALSE RAPE. According to the parents of the Secretary, their daughter slept with every COP at the RCMP station and at the City Police Station.
Can you imagine that an innocent man would have went to Prison because of a Mentally Disturbed Women!
Canada will have to protect the victims that are men that get falsely accused of RAPE with no evidence whatsoever.
When I become the next Prime Minister of Canada I will make sure that the VICTIMS are always protected whether it is a Man or a Woman and I will always protect children.
When I become the next Prime Minister of Canada Child Molesters will be placed in Prison For a Life Time and I mean a Life Time and perhaps place these monsters away from Protective Custody and place them in General Population.
I have also been told and fully investigated about False Allegations of Rape or Sexual Assault of a Child across Canada but mainly in Toronto.
There are women and mothers that are totally unfit and make False Allegations against a Father to get full Custody. They even brainwash their Children and threaten their children to falsely testify in Court against their Father.
The Children’s Aid in Canada and all of their employees will all be fired because they refuse to push on arresting the sick unfit mother.
When a male works at Children’s Aid in Canada and wears female shoes especially at the Children’s Aid in Toronto then that person should be removed from working around children. If you have issues that you do not know if you are a male or female then you have problems and you should not be near children.
I have seen this in Canada for decades and anyone that the mother who forces a child to lie and brainwashes a child will get the minimum of 20 years in Prison when I become the next Prime Minister of Canada.
When I was a Journalist in Caracas, Venezuela I went to the Mountains to write a Story. I was at Top of a Mountain and I heard some yelling on the other side of the Mountain.
There was a small cabin and a limousine parked next on a dirty road. Three guys who were white and had a military haircut, dragged a blindfolded guy from the cabin. He was screaming.
I was taking pictures with my powerful zoom lens. The pictures were clear as day. I was about 5,000 feet high in the Mountains. I kept on clicking frame by frame by frame.
I was not expecting anything to really happen. They kept on yelling at him wanting to know where he hid it. I was not sure what they were talking about, maybe money, drugs. I had no idea. There was no road from the mountain to get to the other side. I would have never been able to reach the man in time to save him.
The man was begging for his life. I kept on clicking away and then the Man in the limousine gave them the order.
The man kept on begging that he had nothing to do with anything and he has a family, a wife and 3 children.
My heart was racing and I felt totally helpless. Then as I kept on taking pictures, frame by frame, the man who was on his knees, pleading for his life, hands tied behind his back looked up right into my lens, with tears rolling down his Venezuelan Face. He was staring into my lens and then the 3 Monsters executed him in cold blood.
The sunlight reflected off my camera and the 3 assassins saw me. They all started to fire as I quickly ran up the mountain to get into my jeep.
They kept on firing, hitting my Jeep many times with their bullets.
I was in shock.
I just witnessed an Execution, by 3 guys that fired at the same time, killing the helpless kidnapped man.
I raced down the steep slope as my Jeep was being riddled by bullets.
I went to my lab and developed the pictures. My eyes were full of water without going into details of the Cold-hearted Murder by the 3 Killers.
I made many negatives and made many pictures and gave them to my friends to guard them.
I even had photos of the limousine and the license plate.
I had many clear pictures of the 3 killers.
I went to the Police Department but then soon left because many Police Departments and National Guards were involved in thousands of missing people in Venezuela.
I decided that I would mail the pictures and negatives to the Police Department in the area, but first, I decided to go to the Canadian Embassy in Caracas, Venezuela.
I also had to renew my passport.
About 30 Minutes Later, 3 RCMP Officers walked into the Canadian Embassy and went through a Private Room. My heart started to race like never before. I was totally shocked that the 3 RCMP Officers at the Canadian Embassy were the 3 Assassins and Murderers that I saw executing an Innocent Man. I quickly ran out of the Canadian Embassy and the 3 RCMP Officers noticed me and started to chase me. I managed to escape.
I traced the limousine back to the Canadian Embassy in Caracas, Venezuela.
Now I had to go into hiding.
I figured that I would mail the photos of the execution out of Venezuela.
I was trying to get out but my Passport Expired and there was no way that I would get any assistance from the Canadian Embassy.
A few weeks later, my Female Clothing Boutique, that I owned was raided by the National Guard and all of my inventory was stolen.
I went to my Bank and all of my Bank Accounts were emptied by the National Guard without any Court Orders. Over $5 Million was stolen.
So I quickly drove home and the National Guard had the street blocked and took all of my furniture and also stole my Condo that I owned that was over 10,000 Square Feet.
At the end of the street behind the National Guard was a Black Limousine. The same limo that was at the execution and the same limo that was owned by the Canadian Embassy.
I even had $200,000.00 in cash hidden in a Teddy Bear in my Condo and the National Guard stole that as well.
I demanded that the National Guard give me an explanation and they said that a NEW LAW went into effect in the morning and that VENEZUELA DECLARED A WAR ON IMPORTS on anyone. Anyone that made any money on Imports then the Government took it. GM (General Motors) lost what I heard over $25 Million. Other Manufactures that imported any parts or raw goods were in trouble as the Government stole everything.
I just spent over $5,000.00 on repairs of my Jeep because my Jeep was riddled with Bullets and the National Guard placed my Jeep on the back of a tow Truck. They even took my limousine.
My vehicles that I owned were not purchased from Clothing Imports Money but through my Photography and my journalism.
Over $5 Million that was in my Bank Accounts were made from Currency Exchange which was LEGAL and those were the days before FOREX.
I worked very hard for my money. This was a nightmare. I demanded that the Captain from the National Guard immediately give me my Teddy Bear that had over $200,000.00 in it and the Captain from the National Guard refused and started to Shoot at me with his 9mm Beretta. Bullets sizzled pass my ears. Thank God that the Captain was a lousy shot. One of my friends took me away from the scene.
My best friend Charlie was murdered because he knew about the Canadian Embassy and the murder.
I decided that it was NOT safe to be in Venezuela and I had a few friends that were murdered. The ones that I gave the negatives too. They were being murdered one by one. I could not get my passport renewed so I decided to go to the American Embassy.
I spoke with the CIA at the United States Embassy and gave them full disclosure and asked them if they could assist me to leave Venezuela. The CIA at the U.S. Embassy assisted me and purchased me a plane ticket with my money to go from Caracas, Venezuela to Margarita Island that is owned by Venezuela, then to Miami, New York and then to Montreal, Quebec, Canada.
The CIA Agent from the U.S. Embassy in Caracas, Venezuela even gave me an Emergency Travel Document to leave Venezuela but I had to get a Canadian Passport in New York.
I still had $10,000.00 in Cash on me and I had to escape the RCMP that were assassins and Murderers from the Canadian Embassy.
I contacted the Family I grew up with and told then my flight and told them that I have an Emergency and I had to leave Venezuela but I did not go into any details on what the Emergency was.
I took a short flight from Caracas , Venezuela to Margarita Island to Miami which was a very short flight. I did not pay any attention to my surroundings on the plane. I figured that I was safe. This was the first time I ever let my guard done.
The plane landed in Miami International Airport and I had a stop over for about 4 Hours. I was walking to go to the Public Washroom when I noticed the 3 RCMP Officers from the Canadian Embassy looking for me. I watched as they left the Airport Building and I thought that I was safe and I went to the washroom. While I was using the washroom, about 10 seconds later, the door opened. I heard the heels of Military Shoes walking in and I was trying to rush finishing my business and then BANG. I was struck with full force on my head and fell hard to the floor.
Then 2 other RCMP Murderers then hit me really hard on my head with their police revolver.
My head was split wide open and blood was all over my suit, my white shirt and all over the floor. I guess I passed out and then suddenly a women started to scream and I opened my eyes. It was the cleaner screaming, thinking I was dead. I put my hand on my bloody head. I walked outside as a Guard came running down to see what was going on. The Guard wanted to call the Police and an Ambulance but I did not want any. A nurse that was at the scene said I had a Severe Concussion and my skull was split and cracked in 3 Places.
I got up and walked out of the Airport and that is all I remembered. This was December 24, 1984. I hardly remembered the next weeks and weeks and months. It appeared that I kept on running away from something or someone but I could not remember what. It was February 1985 when I was at Boston Logan International Airport at the Bar with a coffee in my hand, that I woke up, when someone said, “HEY CHARLIE”. My best friend that was murdered by the RCMP name was Charlie, but they were talking to the Bartender who’s name was also Charlie. Apparently, I was sitting at the Bar for about 4 Hours, in a complete daze, and just staring into space with my coffee that I never touched.
I did not know who I was. I did not know my name. I did not know where I was and nor did I know where I was going.
I had severe memory lost. I used to speak 5 Languages fluently, English, German, Italian, French and Spanish but now I was stuttering only in English.
I was in really bad shape. I went to the washroom and I looked into the mirror and I had no idea who was staring back at me. I did not even recognize my own reflection.
The Clothes on me was all very loose. I used to be a Body Builder and I used to weight around 220 lbs about 100 kgs and now I only weighed perhaps less then 90 lbs about 40 kgs.
The man in the mirror, which was me, was a total stranger.
I went back to the Bar and sat down and looked in my Pockets. I had receipts upon receipts upon receipts for taking Taxi’s, Buses and Planes. I went from Miami to New York, down to Atlanta and across the USA and ended up in San Diego, California and I do not remember one detail but I had the Receipts to prove that I had travelled. I never had any receipts for lunches or meals or hotels. The Receipts added up to $10,000.00 in total.
I was running from something or somebody but I have no idea from whom or what.
I was the Walking of the Living Dead with no memories of anything.
My head was sore as hell. I could not even describe my headache. All I will say is the pain was unbearable. I could not stand lights of any kind, My eyes were very sensitive. I could not stand the little sounds. I had to block my ears to protect my ears from every sound.
I was going now in a Panic Mode because I did not know who I was or where I was or who or what I was running away from. It appeared that I was very clean and kept myself clean during this trauma. It looked like that I washed myself in the washrooms wherever I went and that I washed my clothes at the Public Washrooms. I had no idea where I slept. We were now in February 1985 and I have no idea where and what I did during that time except running and running and running, all across the USA.
A total female stranger helped me get on a plane but I got off in Toronto instead of Montreal and spent 2 more weeks walking, in the snow and the cold, in my summer clothes. Finally, I went to my final destination in Canada.
I was then taken to the Hospital where the x-rays showed that my skull was severely cracked in 3 places. Actually, it was cracked so bad that you could see my brain. However, I did first aid on my head and sealed my fractured and cracked skull in 3 places, although I did not remember.
The doctors referred to me as THE WALKING OF THE LIVING DEAD.
I was told that I should have not survived the brutal attempted murder. I suffered severe memory loss short term and long term.
I arrived on Friday, February 15, 1985 to the Family I grew up with.
I was staying at the Family I grew up with, but I did not even remember any of them at all.
On Saturday, February 16, 1985 the family I grew up with received a Phone Call from the RCMP Headquarters asking them to bring me to have an Urgent meeting on Sunday, February 17, 1985. They asked the Family that I grew up with, to bring my Passport and all identifications.
On Sunday, February 17, 1985 I had a Family Member that I grew up with, drive me to the RCMP Headquarters.
I was questioned over and over again, on what I saw in Venezuela and I told the RCMP assholes that I do not remember anything. Then I was assaulted by the RCMP Officer and he severely smashed my head into a concrete wall and split my head wide open. I threw a chair at the RCMP in self-defense and broke the chair. Too bad that I missed the asshole.
I left the Classroom where I was heavily interrogated for hours and hours, on what I saw in Venezuela. My memory was gone.
The RCMP stole my Passport and all my identifications and refused to return my Passport and my Identifications back to me.
The Sergeant at the RCMP threatened me that he would personally murder my family that I grew up with and all of my friends if I say anything about the assault from the COP and if I say anything about what I saw in Venezuela.
I told the Sergeant that if he murdered any of the family that I grew up with or any of my friends then I will be coming after him and there was no escape in this revenge and that I believe in an eye for an eye.
I was taken to the Hospital where I had stitches in my head and again I had another skull fracture.
That was the last time that I ever had a Passport in Canada and Canada has refused to renew my passport since 1985.
I now became a Prisoner of Canada with no escape. I was denied a Disability Pension even though I had a memory capacity of a 10 year old. I struggled every day with my memory. I could not remember anything at all and I mean nothing at all.
Every time I closed my eyes I would wake up in a bad sweat and I would see his eyes looking at me but I had no idea why I was seeing this, every time, I closed my eyes.
Every time I got a Job, I was fired within days, for no reason at all, even if I was a very hard worker.
While I was severely disabled I got a job working on a Military Base painting machinery as a Civil. I had to wear ear plugs, all the time, to shut out all the noise.
The RCMP paid 3 Homosexuals that had aids to rape me. Let’s say that they came very close and GOD Protected me from the devils that were trying to rape me. Let’s say that there were broken arms, noses and legs, 2 days later.
This was NOT the last time that the RCMP paid Homosexuals to rape me.
The Persecution from the RCMP went on for over 4 decades and is still going on today. The Physical Torture went on for over 3 decades.
The persecution and the torture from the RCMP, the Terrorists, is way too long to mention in this article.
In 1991 my daughter was kidnapped. The RCMP were directly involved in the kidnapping.
In 1997 my second daughter was kidnapped by the RCMP. I was later told that my 13 month old daughter that was kidnapped was murdered. I was devastated forever and my heart was totally broken. Even Senators in Ottawa told me that my daughter was murdered but they cannot force the RCMP to do any investigations.
WHAT?
IN 1992 I was invited by an RCMP Officer to fix the RCMP Main Frames and there I saw what the RCMP is all about. The RCMP has a Secret Order called the ORANGE ORDER and they are the ones that distribute massive drugs across Canada. I could not believe what I was reading in their computers when I was repairing the RCMP Main Frame.
Then I discovered that the RCMP were using all Canadian Embassies Worldwide including in the United States and all Canadian Consulates Worldwide to ship their massive street drugs like Cocaine, Hash and Heroin hiding the illegal street drugs in Diplomatic Bags, Diplomatic Pouches and Diplomatic Cargo.
The RCMP would use their illegal drug money to purchase Franchises like Tim Hortons. Over 90% of all franchises in Canada are owned by the RCMP Officers that purchased the franchises with drug money. I printed all of their bank account numbers where they did Money Laundering. I also printed up all the dirty politicians that were receiving kickbacks and bribes from the RCMP. The bribes even went all the way up to the Prime Ministers of Canada.
In 1987 I decided to go for a long drive in the Country and many hours later I ended up in a Small Town called ORANGEVILLE, ONTARIO.
I stopped to get gas and paid for the gas but I was getting a dirty look. I am not ugly so why was the male cashier giving me a dirty look. I was told that I am not welcomed here. WHAT!
I left and went to have a coffee at a small restaurant. The waitress refused to serve me. This was the first time ever that I was treated like crap from everyone in a small town.
I decided to stop and check in at a hotel and investigate this very strange small town. I went to a hotel to check in and I was told that they cannot serve me. This was the first time that I was in ORANGEVILLE. There were 5 guys sitting down in the restaurant staring at me.
I still could not figure it out.
I asked the Female Desk Clerk at the Hotel why am I being refused a room and I told her that I was a Journalist. She told me to meet her in a few hours, 15 miles outside of town at a coffee shop and she would tell me, as long as I keep her name totally out of it.
Orangeville seemed like it was a town that had way too many secrets. It seemed like something big was going on but I could not figure it out at all.
I met her and she sat in my mini-van and she was very nervous of what she was about to tell me. She asked me to swear that I will never ever mention her name or family or where she worked or what she did or mention any of her family names. I gave her my word as a Journalist that I will totally keep her out. I came from the Old School and when I gave my word then my word was Good as Gold. I always protected my sources when I was a Journalist because Stories that I wrote would have had them murdered. They were taking the steps of telling me, and every person, whoever gave me any evidence or told me facts, I protected them. I never wrote any of their names or phone numbers for Security Reasons.
She told me that she was from another Province in Canada and I will not mention where and that she came to visit relatives. Then she became stranded with no money to go back. Nor will I mention how old she was at that time. She continued telling me that the Town ORANGEVILLE has way too many Secrets and Dark Secrets and they do not like any outsiders to enter ORANGEVILLE.
“What Secrets? What Dark Secrets?” I asked this female.
I was beyond shocked to what she was telling me. She said that ORANGEVILLE is a town that is totally controlled and that no outsiders are welcomed. She continued telling me that everyone is told to keep their mouths shut and if anyone talks then they would be killed and so would their families, all be murdered. Here I was thinking that the MOB was controlling this small town. She continued that they have their meetings here on a regular basis and the entire town is totally closed. They bring in drugs, drugs and massive drugs here and prostitutes.
I was very patient listening to her and I allowed her to continue without interrupting her. Everyone in town knows but everyone is afraid to speak out she continued. My mind was fixed on the MOB or the Mafia. They come from across the Country she continued saying. Now my mind shifted to a Bike Gang like the Hell’s Angels.
She continued.”They slapped my bum and pinched my bum many times and I do not like that and nor am I a prostitute,’ she continued.
“For sure, it’s a Bike Gang,” I concluded in my head. “They talk about Business and how many Franchises they have purchased. Hmmmm, my Mind is back to the MOB or the Mafia.”
“Please promise me that you will never say my name or where I work!” she pleaded.
“I give you my solemn oath that I will never ever mention your name,” I assured her.
“I hear what they say all the time and every time they have their big conventions here. They even close the roads to keep all outsiders out,” she said.
“OK, now I am not sure who will have this power,” I thought to myself.
“If you tell a living soul, they will kill me and my family!” she said.
“I promise that I will never say a word on who you are or where you work or your name,” I told her.
“This sounds Crazy what I am going to tell you but I can prove it, that it is all true. This is very scary!: she continued.
I always trust the people that gave me any information for stories or gave me any evidence. I never jump the gun sort of to speak and I always knew who is lying. After all, I was a retired Colonel and a Retired Intelligence Officer.
She continued, “I am not crazy,” she said.
I told her, “I never said you are.”
“I am not lying or making this story up,” she said nervously.
“They even have a Secret Society and it is called the ORANGE ORDER,” she told me.
“THE WHAT?” I asked.
“THE ORANGE ORDER,” she repeated.
I continued listening but the shock of all shocks is when I asked her, “Who is the ORANGE ORDER?”
“THE RCMP,” she replied.
“The WHAT?” I asked in disbelief.
“You know, the RCMP, the Coppers, The Royal Canadian Mounted Police, the Mounties,” she said.
I was totally shocked.
“You don’t believe me?” she asked. “I can get proof.”
“You can get proof?” I asked her.
“YES, I CAN GET PROOF FOR YOU,” she replied.
I made her a deal. I would help her leave ORANGEVILLE if she would take my recorder and record the RCMP. She agreed. I told her that I would give her $500.00 for the evidence and she was excited that she was going to be able to finally leave this secret Town of ORANGEVILLE.
I gave her a recorder and she recorded the meeting the next day with the RCMP that were Corporals and Sergeants, having a Secret Meeting, paid by the tax payers. I took photos with my zoom lens of all the RCMP Cops showing up in this quiet and controlled and Secret little Town. It looked like it was a small Village. Hidden Cameras were placed as the RCMP Officers brought in Strippers and Prostitutes and drugs.
I was totally shocked but the biggest shock is when I heard their recorded meetings, that the crooks, who were Cops, that are the RCMP, were talking about the Franchises that they Purchased with Drug Money. One RCMP Dirty Cop said that he bought 5 Tim Hortons Franchises and 3 McDonald Franchises with his share of the Drug Money. Even the Commissioner of the RCMP was there. All Dirty Cops were bragging on who bought what Franchise and how many they bought.
The Video Recording even showed the RCMP having strippers and Prostitutes and were doing Cocaine. Drugs flowed as if it was a Salad Bar or all You can eat Buffet. But this was all you can smoke and snort.
I also video taped Corporals and Sergeants from the RCMP selling Drugs. The surveillance went on for 5 days of all the Dirty Cops’ Dirty Secrets.
One Table at the restaurant that had many Dirty Cops even had Male Strippers that were Homosexuals and a few of the RCMP Corporals and Sergeants took the Male Homosexuals back to their Hotel Room. The Male Homosexual was no more then 16 years old.
I watched the Surveillance Videos and watched 6 RCMP Drunk Losers taking One Female Prostitute back to their Hotel Room. She was totally wired and so high on drugs. She was no more then 15 years old.
I was totally shocked and disgusted with the videos.
I also discovered through the Surveillance Videos and Recordings that the RCMP also paid Coroners to hide their murders and killings. Everything was made to look like an accident.
Bank Managers and Bank Executives were receiving major kickbacks to hide the RCMP Massive Drug Trade Illegal Money and all the Money Laundering.
THE RCMP Gangsters and the ORANGE ORDER in the Video Surveillance and the Recordings were also talking about the ORDER referring to the ORANGE ORDER known as the RCMP about all of their illegal drug trade in the United States, talking about the Canadian Embassies and Canadian Consulates that was used to distribute the Massive Drugs. Even the Canadian Embassies in Europe were being used.
The Corporals and the Sergeants and the ORANGE ORDER continued bragging about their Illegal Drug Trade and laughing.
The Drunk RCMP were all bragging about bribing Politicians, MP’s (Members of Parliament) in Ottawa, Canada and even the Prime Minister was bribed.
The Drunk Cops even bragged about who bought which Judge to win their illegal case in Court when they framed an Innocent Person.
The RCMP Cops even bragged about how they used Pilots and Flight Attendance from Air Canada to bring in drugs into the United States and all Over Europe. After all, who is going to check a pretty flight attendant.
The RCMP even bragged how they used the Bike Gangs to distribute their drugs.
The ORANGE ORDER, The RCMP bragged like hell on how they rig Provincial and Federal Elections committing Election Fraud to which every Political Party looks the other way about their Drug Trafficking. The Liberals and the Conservatives always won because of massive Voting Fraud with the Orange Order. It depends on which Politician running for the Premier Job or Prime Minister Job will give the RCMP more money. That Politician will be awarded with either a Prime Minister Job or a Premier Job. I got it all. I got it all on Video and recordings and photos.
The Surveillance Videos and Surveillance Recordings was all I needed to shut down the ORANGE ORDER and the RCMP Terrorist Organization.
The RCMP even recruited City Police Chiefs and City Police Sergeants from Cities across Canada to distribute the massive drugs to Canadian Children.
We are talking about taxpayers paying for all of the RCMP illegal Activities.
WHO IS WATCHING THE ORANGE ORDER, THE RCMP, THE MOUNTIES, THE ROYAL CANADIAN MOUNTED POLICE, THE DIRTY COPS, THE SCUMS OF THE UNIVERSE, THE TERRORISTS????? Exactly! NO ONE!
I paid my source $500.00 in Cash and she Immediately left ORANGEVILLE, ONTARIO to another Province and started a new life away from the Evil little Town of ORANGEVILLE, ONTARIO, CANADA.
I took all of my videos, recordings and photos to the Canadian Media and all Editors refused to do the stories. I later found out that the Media in Canada are all Controlled by the Terrorist Organization known as the ORANGE ORDER, the RCMP. The Media In Canada are all members of a Terrorist Organization known as the FREEMASONS.
The RCMP found out about me conducting a 5 day Video and Recording Surveillance and the RCMP the Terrorist Organization sought out full illegal revenge against me to get even for trying to expose the ORANGE ORDER and the RCMP.
The Beatings started. The Police Brutality Started. Illegal Parking Tickets Started. Being Framed started.
Attempted Murder Started and then kidnapping my little daughter when she was 15 months old. Bank accounts became totally empty. My Construction Company that I owned was illegally shut down. I built over 10,000 Homes and all of my money just vanished. Over 30 Million Dollars that I had was stolen from this Terrorist Organization that illegally used Bank Managers and Revenue Canada. Passport for myself denied. One Company after another I owned was illegally attacked by this Terrorist Organization known as the RCMP and the Orange Order. My Computer Magazine was illegally closed. My Fudge Business was illegally closed. My other 2 Construction Companies were illegally closed.
I even dug ditches and I worked my fingers to the bone and the RCMP the Terrorist Organization made sure that I was FIRED.
The RCMP even made sure that I was illegally denied to be a Lawyer.
They Framed me one after another after another and even erased me as if I did not even exist.
They used Judges to frame me. They used Banks to steal my money. They paid off my Lawyers when I was trying to sue these sick perverted bastards and terrorists.
The RCMP – Royal Canadian Mounted Police – THE ORANGE ORDER is under the full control of Queen Elizabeth II. The RCMP’ main job was to keep Canada for QUEEN ELIZABETH II and if anyone talked about separating then they were suppose to quiet that person. This was in the recordings.
When I was young I was all for Quebec Separating Canada. At that time, I did believe that QUEBEC should have been a Colony of France and for my opinion I came under so much attack from the RCMP.
However, today, I believe that CANADA should separate from the Queen and from the United Kingdom because Queen Elizabeth II has NOT yet dissolved the Canadian Parliament and has not ordered the immediate arrest against Prime Minister of Canada Justin Trudeau for violating International Laws and United Nations Laws and the Canadian Constitution by denying my wife Annette Martini and I the legal rights to work, collect taxes and pay taxes and the legal rights to leave Canada.
Nor did Queen Elizabeth II dismantled the RCMP – Royal Canadian Mounted Police and have every RCMP Officer arrested for killing children worldwide with their massive drug trade.
NOR Did Queen Elizabeth II order the immediate arrest of her servants former Prime Minister of Canada, Joseph Jacques Jean Chrétien (Jean Chrétien), Brian Mulroney, and Kim Campbell for ordering an Assassination on my life and erasing my life.
I was erased like no other. I was persecuted like no other. I was tortured and tortured and tortured. The Persecution that was caused by the RCMP – Royal Canadian Mounted Police – THE ORANGE ORDER lasted for over 4 decades and the Physical Assaults, Physical Torture went on for over 3 Decades by THE QUEEN’S MILITIA, THE TERRORIST RCMP that I call RCDD – Royal Canadian Drug Dealers and I also call these Sick Perverted Bastards and Terrorists MASH POTATOES because when I become the next Prime Minister of Canada I will MASH the ORANGE ORDER and the RCMP and every RCMP Officer in Canada which means I will totally dismantle them.
The RCMP raped FOUR of my Girlfriends and murdered 10 of my ex girlfriends. The RCMP Terrorists murdered all of my friends and they continue murdering everyone I ever knew. The RCMP and the Orange Order threatened my Doctors to murder me by giving me enough medications to Kill a Horse. The RCMP and the Orange Order murdered my best friend and his wife and their three children when the RCMP and the Orange Order found out that my best friend who worked as Security with a Telephone Company showed me the SECRET ROOM that was illegally being used by the RCMP and showed me a wall full of tapes that the RCMP and the ORANGE ORDER were illegal recording all of my phone calls since I was 15 years old. The Illegal Wire Tap still goes on today even though I am a Political Candidate for Prime Minister of Canada which is a huge violation of Canadian Laws, International Laws and United Nations Laws.
The RCMP and the ORANGE ORDER destroyed a Female Reporter’s career and had her fired because she dared to write about me, many years ago. This Female Reporter who I will not mention her name was banned from ever being a Reporter in Canada for the rest of her life.
The RCMP and the ORANGE ORDER murdered my Family Doctor who was a Female because she saved my life and she refused to give me any medications to murder me.
The RCMP and the ORANGE ORDER illegally denied me to be a LAWYER and erased all of my University Records as if I never went to any University.
The RCMP and the ORANGE ORDER tried to Murder me when I was in the Military and Ordered a Doctor to amputate both of my legs. When I refused to have my legs amputated I was illegally thrown in the STOCKADE, a Military Jail and the Doctor was later Murdered.
The RCMP and the ORANGE ORDER were directly involved in kidnapping my first daughter when she was 15 months old and then kidnapping my second daughter when she was 13 months old and then I was told that my second daughter was murdered. I have never seen my second daughter that I love with my soul since the day she was kidnapped.
The RCMP and the ORANGE ORDER paid off and bribed one Premier from a Province in Canada to make sure that the Province never looked for my second kidnapped daughter and I still have the recordings to this day hidden away in a very safe place waiting to shut down the RCMP and the Orange Order miles and miles away from me.
While the RCMP and the ORANGE ORDER both a Terrorist Organization and the QUEEN’S MILITIA (Queen Elizabeth II) were terrorizing me since I was 15 years old I was VERY BUSY following these Devils across Canada and Recording and Video Taping all of their illegal drug trades and where they were selling drugs and killing children, while I was a Journalist and a Private Investigator.
Every Premier in Canada can stop the RCMP by cancelling every contract with the RCMP that are all Terrorists but you would be shocked to know which Politician or which Premier is receiving kickbacks and bribes from the RCMP. I have a list of all the Corrupt Politicians stored away in a very, very, very safe place and when the time comes I will make it public.
The RCMP and the ORANGE ORDER even rewarded Lloyd Robertson from CTV NEWS in Canada to NOT do any stories of my persecution and torture. Lloyd Robertson told me one day, “MR. MARTINI YOUR STORIES AND ARTICLES ARE HANDS OFF.” Lloyd Robertson sold his SOUL to the DEVILS of the RCMP Terrorists. I have no idea how Lloyd Robertson can even live with himself or any Anchor or Editor or Reporter in Canada.
Every Reporter in Canada is part of a Terrorist Organization and they take orders from their Masters the Devils and the Demons that are all RCMP.
I broke the news years ago that the RCMP were illegally exchanging Canadian Passports for Drugs and that story remained silent for a few decades then it broke out but it was soon illegally taken off from my website when I was in the United States of America.
My friends that kept copies of my negatives and pictures of the 3 RCMP Terrorist from the Canadian Embassy in Caracas, Venezuela executing an innocent man in cold blood were all murdered by the RCMP in Venezuela.
The RCMP stole all of my Identifications and Passport on Sunday, February 17, 1985 and that was the last time I ever had a Passport. The RCMP that controls Canada made sure that I would never ever get a Passport for the rest of my life.
The RCMP also will make sure that I would never ever be able to leave Canada ever again. I am a Political Prisoner of Canada and QUEEN ELIZABETH II has NOT yet shut down the RCMP and totally dismantled her unfaithful servants that are all Terrorists.
I was erased and denied to work. The last time I had FREE MEDICAL in Canada was in 1985.
I even had one of my Doctors who confessed to me and told me that he was threatened by 2 RCMP Officers to not give me any more Heart Medications and to not treat me. The Doctor was threatened that the RCMP would take away his Medical License and he would be denied to ever be a Doctor ever again. If he worked with the RCMP and not treat me or give me heart medications then he would be rewarded. I have that all on tape hidden away from the Terrorist Organization to be used against the ORANGE ORDER and the RCMP. The Doctor, my Family Doctor at that time sold himself to the ORANGE ORDER and the RCMP the TERRORIST ORGANIZATIONS like he was a Prostitute. The RCMP and the ORANGE ORDER rewarded this Doctor and now this Doctor is doing Medical Fraud Billing for the ORANGE ORDER and the RCMP. Like I said I monitor all of my enemies even my ex doctor so when the time comes to bring everyone down through the Legal Process then everyone will be brought down.
Any person that the RCMP and the ORANGE ORDER ever used to persecute me or torture me or try to murder me or participated in stealing all of my millions and millions of dollars over the decades will all be brought to trial and especially Government Employees that still continue persecuting myself and my wife Annette Martini.
Any media that illegally participated with the ORANGE ORDER and the RCMP will be UNPLUGGED, SHUT DOWN and all Reporters and Editors that participated with the RCMP and the ORANGE ORDER to persecute me will receive a life sentence in the North Pole and life sentence means life until the day they are no longer on this Earth.
Time is Ticking. Either Queen Elizabeth II totally dismantles her MILITIA the RCMP and the ORANGE ORDER and Label them as a Terrorist Organization or I will when I become the Next Prime Minister of Canada or the United Nations will finally have to protect Canadians and the World from these terrorist Organizations which are the RCMP and the ORANGE ORDER and bring all of their members that are all dirty stinky Cops that are all Drug Dealers to TRIAL. Nonetheless, Time is UP for the RCMP in Canada. Time is UP for the ORANGE ORDER in Canada.
I severely Caution every RCMP Officer in Canada and every Member of the ORANGE ORDER to stop their persecution against myself and my wife Annette Martini.
It is time that every Canadian and every Business and every Bank stops dealing with the DRUG DEALERS the RCMP the Orange ORDER and with the Terrorists and Murderers. Every Business will be held accountable if they take orders from the RCMP. Every BANK will be held accountable if they continue doing Money Laundering for the RCMP.
It is time that every Province in Canada ENDS their Contracts with the RCMP for policing. The RCMP is responsible for all the DRUG TRADE in Canada and around the World.
IT IS TIME TO BRING THESE TERRORISTS BASTARDS FROM THE RCMP and the ORANGE ORDER TO STAND TRIAL.
My Persecution and My Physical Torture was and is so long that it would take 100,000 pages in Court. This is the shortest, shortest, shortest version.
It is time to take a shovel and clean all the shit in Canada. The Second I become the Next Prime Minister of Canada I will be taking the largest shovel to clean Canada.
I highly caution Prime Minister of Canada Justin Trudeau, Canadian Politicians, RCMP, THE ORANGE ORDER to not continue with any persecution or torture. MartiniForPM.Com has received over 1 Billion Visits Worldwide and the real truth is being told. I also caution all the above not to bring any harm to myself, my wife Annette Martini or my family or my friends, otherwise Canada will come to a complete stop by all Canadians and by the International Community.
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