Las Vegas...Hotel security guards abuse guests & violate rights! Losers in monkey suits!

I felt vindicated today when I opened up the "Review Journal" and spied a report on the ongoing abusive and illegal conduct of security guards at a handful of the local Hotels - which has not only spoiled vacations for tourists - but ended up violating their civil rights in the process.

Tattler readers may recall that I have written exposes on these issues in past posts.

Harrah's Hotel

Post: 10/09/2009

http://ijulian.blogspot.com/2009/10/harrahsvegas-casino-staff-harass-guests.html

The Golden Nugget Hotel

Post: 12/27/2007 Post: 07/10/2010

http://ijulian.blogspot.com/2007/12/golden-nugget-hotelharasses-patrons-and.html

Gold Spike Hotel

Post: 07/10/2010

http://ijulian.blogspot.com/2010/07/gold-spikeimpotent-security-guard-brian.html

According to the Review Journal reporter, Hotels try to keep the incidents of assault and battery on guests "Hush Hush" to avoid bad publicity and to protect their coveted image in the industry-at-large.

The main problem?

The Hotels are inclined to employ cocky security guards (unqualified losers who failed to make the grade as legitimate Police Officers officers at recognized Law Enforcement Agencies) who daily abuse their power and end up violating the rights of Hotel guests in the process.

The truth of the matter?

The rinky-dink security details (who are under the mistaken impression that they have big-swinging dicks hanging between their legs) are gangs of thugs in monkey suits with deep-rooted psychological problems.

In the Review Journal's expose, it was noted that security footage on file revealed that guests were nabbed without provocation in some instant cases and held without their will for no good reason.

Shocking DVD records in court records also determined - that on more than one occasion - a major Hotel on the Vegas Strip, handcuffed guests and took photographs of the individuals for their files (!) before releasing the shaken patrons with a warning that if they returned to the Casino they would be arrested (for what crime?).

In response, the Hotels in question were forced to face litigation, and settle out-of-court.

One online reader at the Review Journal web site actually had the audacity to allege that so-called "victims" were just opportunists seeking "marks" with deep pockets (big bucks Hotel owners).

Bullshit!

I have personally witnessed the abusive - illegal - conduct on the Casino floor at a handful of the local Hotels in the desert oasis.

I always urge victims to sue for damages to deter such heinous conduct in the future.

After all, tourists - and locals alike - are legally entitled to frequent local establishments provided they abide by the house rules and regulations and do not break any laws in the Las Vegas community-at-large!

Amen!

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LAPD...vice squad threatens & intimidates pedestrian! Tries to coerce confession & violates rights...

Last night a pedestrian left an art opening and proceeded to turn down Hayworth Street (just west of Fairfax) to his vehicle parked at the curb on the unusually dark side street.

Suddenly, a late-model sedan swerved into the curb on his right, and a voice barked out from the interior of the unmarked car.

"What are you doing there?"

The local resident hesitated for a second to get his wits about him - at which point - the unidentified man stepped out of the door on the driver's side in a Police uniform and approached.

When the fellow calmly explained he was on his way to his parked car farther down a-ways on the left side of the quiet street - the cop didn't put much stock in his response - for some inexplicable reason.

At this juncture, the pedestrian was led into the middle of the intersection under blinding street lights, as the Officer snatched up an envelope from his shaking hand and roughly tossed the contents of his personal effects onto the roof of his car.

"Where's your wallet," he demanded.

The surprised citizen informed the rude and insulting officer that it was in his back pocket.

Now, the Cop (who still hadn't identified himself or stated the nature of his business) decided to detain the man, in spite of the fact he had been cooperative and was not putting up any resistance.

The thirty-something law enforcement agent whirled the older gent around, ordered him to place his arms over this head, then handcuffed him!

Now, a second officer appeared out-of-the shadows - shone a flashlight into his eyes without warning - then asked for the "keys" to his car.

The distressed detainee motioned to his front pocket.

After struggling to locate the key ring for a few minutes, the officer's partner turned on his heel (after a few whispers between them) and headed up Hayworth towards a vehicle on the left in the next block.

Suddenly, and without any provocation whatsoever, the first officer began to threaten and intimidate his charge into making a "confession".

First, he mumbled:

"What were you going to pay (for) or (in) the car."

The emotionally distraught resident was shocked by the turn of events - understandably - and responded by noting he had his own vehicle parked on the street a half-a-block away.

"Why would I want that car? I have my own just down the street."

The officer retorted in a nasty tone of voice:

"Look, I'll dust the car for prints. So, you may as well fess up."

At this juncture, the alleged suspect was totally confused by the officer's demands.

The cop continued.

"Would you prefer a misdemeanour for lewd conduct in a public place or a Felony Count for obstructing justice?"

Whoa!

What kind of a shake-down was this?

Since when was it considered lewd conduct to stroll down the street to one's vehicle after an entertaining night out at a cultural event in the community?

Obstructing justice?

The unlawfully detained gentleman was beside himself with grief.

The local resident had not only cooperated with the cop, but also gave a detailed account of events he witnessed on the street just before the Officer sped up next to him, and proceeded to engage in what amounted to a false arrest.

For example, he informed the young rookie that as he was heading toward his SUV, he spotted a couple of individuals (at least two, maybe three) lurking in the shadows about half-way down the street.

Was there a drug deal underway, he wondered to himself?

It also crossed his mind that the suspicious characters may have been laying in wait to mug unaware residents in the neighborhood innocently passing by on the street.

So - as he explained to the Officer - he proceeded to plunk himself down on a retainer wall out of sight as he tried to surreptitiously observe what was going on in the shadows ahead.

Suddenly, he heard a shout. But, he couldn't make out what was said.

Now, he spotted someone (it appeared to be a male) dart off like he was either trying to elude or catch up to someone.

A second or two later a second individual raced off in the same direction (after him?).

The two individuals both turned down a cross-street at the next corner and out of sight.

Then, he noted for the record, that he heard a car door slam in the vicinity of the commotion.

At this juncture, a man calmly (but swiftly) walked up the other side of the street opposite him, in a Northerly direction towards busy Santa Monica Boulevard.

Alone in the dark night, and not knowing what to think of the startling events, the bystander proceeded towards his vehicle.

At this juncture, the cop sped up and the aforementioned events I reported here, unfolded like clock-work.

When the officer made mention of the other vehicle, and that he intended to dust for prints, it was clear at this point to the hapless suspect that the Officer thought he was involved in the incident the detainee was a witness to from his vantage point farther up the street.

There was no way he was going to deviate from his account of things, after all, he was totally clueless about the events and his alleged participation in them.

As the 2nd Officer strolled off to fulfill his promise to impound the subject vehicle up the street, there was squawk on the walkie-talkie.

A dispatcher at the Police Station relayed updated information to his "jailer", that appeared to have an unsettling effect on him.

When the cop signed off, there was an awkward pause for a second, then he informed the alleged suspect he was being "let go".

"We know you are not the individual we were after."

Did the Police Department conduct a search on the title to the suspect vehicle - and after checking the identity of the innocent pedestrian - arrive at that conclusion at long last?

Who knows!

But, shortly after that confession, the Officer made another shocking disclosure.

"I'm with the Vice Squad with the LADP. There was a prostitute giving head to a gentleman in that vehicle down there. I didn't see his face because he pulled his hat down."

The falsely accused gent hadn't even considered that scenario!

A drug deal gone sour, perhaps!

Or, a break-in gone wrong was quite possible, too!

The Officer stuttered a bit and made a lot of silly excuses to the falsely accused man who - in a nutshelll - had not only detained and falsely accused - but publicly humiliated in the street in front of residents of the neighbourhood and strangers passing by.

Indeed - at one point the officer threatened and intimidated the innocent victim - and deceitfully tried to coerce him into admitting to committing an alleged crime he was not part of - or face a Felony charge of obstructing justice.

In fact, the patient detainee had been nothing but cooperative, in spite of the outrageous rights Violations, willful and wrongful illegal conduct of the Officer which was unjust and demeaning - which ultimately - amounted to a shocking abuse of the color of authority.

The intentional act of the - "Intimidation of a witness" - is a Federal Crime, isn't it?

And, what of an officer who tries to coerce a confession from an innocent victim under threat of prosecution?

Notwithstanding, in the aftermath when the cuffs were off, the Officer had the bald-faced audacity to laugh about the ugly incident as if it were a delicious joke to feast on.

"Now you have something to tell your friends for years to come," he guffawed.

And, to the FBI and Police Chief Bratton, for starters!

That cop should be strung up by the ba**s and hung out to dry!

http://www.julianayrs.com

West Hollywood Sheriffs...harass residents & waste taxpayers' money!

A friend of mine pulled into the curb at the corner of Waring and Kings Road at the crack of dawn (5:30 a.m.), dashed out of his vehicle, and snatched up a copy of the morning daily from the news stand.

Typical of an avid reader of the Times, he flipped through the pages to check out the headlines - and likewise - make sure all the sections were intact.

Darn!

Just as he realized the "California" section was missing, he was blinded by a dazzling white light that streaked through the windshield at lightning speed.

When he peered out, he spied a Sheriff's squad car at the intersection, but because of the intensity of the light was unable to discern how many officers were inside at first

As my friend shifted into drive, and proceeded to carry on, he spied an agitated-looking driver in a vehicle behind the officers waiting for the Sheriffs to roar off and get out of his way.

Typical!

Wherever they go, Sheriffs in West Hollywood inconvenience the locals because of their thoughtless conduct and perverse tendency to harass residents without good reason who are minding their own business and acting within the confines of the law.

On Santa Monica Boulevard a few minutes later, my neighbor caught sight of the two officers pulling into a "no parking zone" (just a few meters beyond a bus stop) where they proceeded to step out of the vehicle.

The two losers left the engine running and the headlights on as they lumbered over to - 'ya got it - the doughnut shop!

Yup, harassing residents is not only strenuous work, but whips up an appetite, too.

No doubt, the city's not so finest, were about to scoff down a batch of yummy chocolate doughnuts with sprinkles on 'em.

Just the kind of nudge their spreading butts needed.

A few days ago, Sheriff Baca threatened to close down the jail, as he belly-ached about a lack of funds in the coffers.

No wonder, when the Sheriff's Department is wasting precious funds on jar heads like the two my friend had the misfortune to cross paths with this morning, who have no sense of priority and amount to a couple of slackers.

Dudes, no wonder they call 'ya pigs!

http://www.julianayrs.com

West Hollywood Post Office...postal clerks tamper with mail. A felony?

I was quite flabbergasted when I witnessed a shocking scenario that went down in the West Hollywood Postal Station this afternoon.

When a resident in the area stopped at the clerk's window with a notice to pick up a item labelled "merchandise" , he got shuffled to the back of the line, and the other patrons who arrived after him, ended up being served first.

Exasperated, he complained about the incident, but the package was still not forthcoming.

At this juncture, the counter-person re-verified the Box Number - at which point - there was an odd-ball exchange of dialogue between the two clerks on duty that didn't make any sense.

Well, we handed it over to each other. That's what happened."

In my day, we called that double-talk.

Attorneys are good at that game!

Then, the clerk had the audacity to ask the gentleman to affix his signature to the notice, in spite of the fact he hadn't even caught sight of the alleged package containing "merchandise".

Did this the clerk actually expect a customer to sign for an article before her or she determined if the package was meant for them?

"I'd like to see what this merchandise is," he politely advised her.

Then, without batting an eye, she turned to the other clerk (out-of-sight behind a door) and almost whispered:

He wants to see the package first."

A-ha!

I didn't have to be Sherlock Holmes to figure out that the clerk had just tried to trick the box holder into signing for the package, before he ever laid his eyes on it.

The clerk also misrepresented information on the postal notice - since the parcel was a "large envelope" - and not "merchandise" as falsely alleged

The clerks deliberately witheld the senders postal code, too - a piece of vital information that is generally stated on the "Notice" - before it is placed in a customer's mailbox.

In view of all the evidence, it is quite obvious that the clerks snooped into the box holder's personal affairs, tried to act on behalf of a third party outside the postal station (in spite of the fact the man who stood before them was their paying client), and essentially tampered with his mail by virtue of the fact they held it back and tried to get him to sign for it in a deceitful and dishonest manner.

Isn't mail tampering a felony?

I trust the individual will file a complaint with the Postmaster General in Washington, D.C. and mail a certified copy to the FBI, as well, so they can conduct a probe.

Something is amiss in the West Hollywood Postal Station.

And, it stinks to high heaven!

http://www.julianayrs.com

Elizabeth Liang...uses strong-arm tactics & harassment to force press to use publicity materials & coerce good reviews!

When "All About Eve" first flickered up on the big screen decades ago, the back-stabbing high-stakes world of show business - and the theatre, in particular - became known to stage buffs near and far as a treacherous haven for bruised egos, badly-behaving Divas, and unscrupulous gold-digging glory hogs grasping for the brass ring in Hollywood.

Well, they surely lurk in the shadows at the Chalk Repertory Theatre company in my experience, at-the-ready to bite the hand that feeds 'em, and try their hand at playing Brutus!

Oh, what a classless troupe of nasty bast**ds!

For example, a few weeks ago I penned a couple of upbeat posts for the Hollywood Forever Cemetery to promote theatrical events at the staid Hollywood memorial park.

Shortly thereafter, one of the managers in charge of the resting place for a handful of Hollywood notables - Tyrone Power and Rudolph Valentino, for instance - zipped off a press release to notify me that a space renovated on the grounds - the Masonic Lodge - was going to house a new troupe to be henceforth known as the Chalk Repertory Theatre Company.

I was invited to attend a launch party where the "founding mothers" proceeded to gleefully toast guests and announce their first production of the season.

The staging of 3 Sisters by Anton Chekhov was going to be a unique theatrical experience, they promised!

Since I am always interested in promoting local Theatre Groups, Movie Houses down-on-their-luck, and other community-related events that warrant good press, I penned a beautiful post to help their project along and bring it to the attention of my readers.

When I attended the premiere, however, I was disappointed.

In fact, the production was so amateurish, that I was inclined to be kind and forgo on writing a review.

Then, something odd occurred.

Out-of-the-blue, a woman by the name of Elizabeth Liang contacted me by e-mail, made some wild allegations, and then proceeded to demand that I make edits to my promo post (which I found not only inappropriate, but unethical, and downright annoying).

In response, I politely informed the hair-brained twit, that I was not in the habit of handing the reins of editorial control over to any third party and rejected her menacing overtures.

At this point, the woman went off-the-handle and made a series of threats, so I blocked all future incoming e-mail communications.

In retrospect it appears that she was in "league" with the Chalk Repertory Theatre troupe who were not happy with the promo post because I did not facilitate the use of publicity materials provided by their PR person.

Tough ti**y.

Once it was evident that I would not budge, Ms. Liang and actors at the Chalk Rep troupe hatched up a twisted plot to undermine the blog post, force their will - and ultimately - try to damage my name and reputation with third parties.

On the premise that I was utilizing materials I was not entitled to for 3 Sisters, Liang and her red-neck ruffians, contacted Wordpress and made a number of false and misleading statements to turn the blog spot against me.

Unfortunately, the gentleman they contacted (Mark, who preferred not to provide a last name) didn't have much of an IQ and was unfamiliar with State & Federal Laws pertaining to the matters at issue.

Subsequently, he lamely jumped into the fray without checking the facts and proceeded to Violate my Rights and engage in wrongful illegal conduct, all to my damage.

In response, I zipped off an e-mail citing applicable laws (and arguments in support), and chastised him for engaging in such reprehensible irresponsible conduct that was in Violation of my rights.

At this juncture, "Mark" made some bald-faced claims - which sounded preposterous to me - and actually tried to throw the blame on an agency he claimed was basically above-the-law that he was bound to legally kow-tow to.

Needless to say, he whined in his e-mail that unless he took action he'd have to face liability.

Ha!

Within twenty-four hours, by virtue of his own conflicting statements and actions - and bolstered by incriminating evidence that was piling up the minute in my corner - I managed to establish that the silly moron misrepresented the facts and engaged in deceitful and dishonest conduct - and a nasty cover-up - to avoid blame for his wrongful illegal conduct at Wordpress.

I also pointed out for the record, that if what he said were true, I would have to take appropriate legal action to correct the obvious wrong.

After all, if something is broke - an intelligent individual doesn't ignore the problem - they try to fix it.

Of course, shrinking violets like Mark - without any ba**s to speak of - would prefer to just wimp out!

Notwithstanding the aforementioned, it was also obvious to me when the WordPress employee failed to provide vital information I requested that I was legally entitled to, that he was handing me a heapload of bullsh**.

Also, Mark openly and actively engaged in an ongoing conspiracy when he contacted the troupe at Chalk Repertory Theatre behind my back, and thereafter, secretly proceeded to do their bidding.

Once I put two and two together - and came up with skulduggery - I sent an e mail to Ms. Liang and advised her in no uncertain terms that if she continued to slander, libel, or defame me, I would sue for damages.

I also enlightened her to another serious reality.

Her conduct over the stretch of a few days amounted to threats and harassment; in view of this, I vowed to Ms. Liang that if she did not cease and desist, I would file a criminal complaint against her with Law Enforcement.

Then, something curious happened.

I began to receive a series of annoying anonymous e-mails as unknown individuals engaged in rapid-fire attempts to publish posts on my blog site in support of Liang and the theatre company.

From the nature of the content, it was obvious to any fool, who put the scurrilous individuals up to their outrageous disturbing conduct.

But, one message was the tip off.

In that communication, I was informed (again by an anonymous coward) that as long as there were good reviews of the production, no one would mind my use of the material originally objected to.

A-ha!

They were trying to coerce me into penning a glowing review!

I expect the evidence in my possession (saved for future reference) is sufficient to bring a criminal action against the parties on charges of coercion, implied threats, and attempted extortion.

After all, I do not respond well to threats, harassment, and intimidation tactics.

Needless to say, in view of the circumstances, I penned a review.

I don't expect it was the one Chalk Repertory Theatre was pining for, though!

Obviously, when you consider a comment an anonymous scoundrel tried to publish the afternoon the stinko run-down of their production was posted on my blog.

"You're a meanie," they lamented.

Ah, the Chalk Rep Theatre troupe and Ms. Liang don't know the half of it.

They fu**ed with the wrong person!

In view of what transpired over the past few days with demented Chalk Rep Theatre actors - and the diabolical Ms. Liang - I am inclined to refer to the production with a title that is more apropros under the circumstances.

3 C**ts, for instance.

To paraphrase a line from the musical Chicago:

"They had it coming."

http://www.julianayrs.com

Judge Fisher...corrupt Van Nuys Superior Court jurist violates rights, coerces defendants, and destroys documents!

Judge Fisher is the most corrupt Judge in the Superior Court Judiciary system in the greater Los Angeles area.

Fisher, a Judge who warms the bench in Van Nuys, is under the mistaken impression that he is above the law - can willy-nilly ignore the rights of a defendant at whim - and destroy court documents to suit his dishonest purposes to avoid scrutiny or prosecution for his illegal conduct.

In addition, Fisher is either ignorant of the law - or simply chooses to ignore it - to maintain ultimate control over his courtroom at any cost.

Notwithstanding, the man is a liar.

On a regular basis - he makes false representations to defendants - in a bold-faced deceitful effort to extract plea bargains from innocent victims that he will never honor.

Yes, he has a perverse sense of humor, too.

In one case that I am familiar with, Judge Fisher approved a plea bargain it's obvious he never intended to follow through on, when you review the facts of the case in retrospect.

For example, Judge Fisher promised one defendant that if he pled to one felony count, there would be no jail time and three year's probation. In addition - the dishonest Jurist assured the defendant that at the end of the probationary period - the felony count would be reduced to a misdemeanor.

On the day the plea bargain was to be signed, sealed, and delivered - Judge Fisher tricked the defendant into admitting to two felony counts - again on the premise - that both counts would be reduced after the probationary period ended.

When the probation ended - and the defendant submitted a request to the court (and to Judge Fisher, in particular) to follow through on the terms and conditions of the plea bargain - the Judge refused to follow through.

In sum, he did not honor the terms and conditions of the plea bargain agreement!

If the court doesn't meet its obligation, shouldn't that render the plea bargain null and void?

But, that is not the extent of Fisher's disreputable conduct.

At one hearing, after Fisher was informed that the FBI had been contacted regarding rights violations a defendant alleged he encountered in Fisher's courtroom - suddenly (and without explanation) the court file (poof) magically disappeared from the records.

Curiously, in spite of this, Fisher proceeded to rule on an issue before the court!

If there was no file, and nothing to reference in the court records, how would it be possible for Fisher to review the facts and evidence in the case?

More importantly, how would it be possible to render a decision in the matter before the court?

Under the circumstances, Fisher should have dismissed the action.

His failure to do so, amounted to a gross violation of the defendant's Constitutional rights.

On another occasion, Fisher used questionable "strong-arm" tactics to force a defendant to admit a probation violation under duress.

For example, when a defendant was hauled into court to explain to Fisher why she failed to appear at the office of a probation officer (the individual thought she had summary probation) Judge Fisher proceeded to coerce the defendant into admitting a probation violation.

Knowing that the defendant was ill and in need of urgent medical care, he informed the defendant that if she admitted to violating probation, that she would be released from jail that day.

What person, who is ill and in dire need of medical assistance, wouldn't be tempted to agree to such an offer?

In sum, Fisher's conduct amounted to an act of coercion!

It should be obvious to any fool, too, that because the defendant was forced to make the admission (a false one, by the way) under duress, that she could not be held to the forced admission.

But, if the defendant filed a complaint with officials afterward, there probably would not have been any record of what transpired.

Why?

Because Fisher would have taken appropriate illegal action to ensure that the transcript and/or court reporter's notes "disappeared"

I wouldn't doubt it considering his track record.

In one particular case - when a defendant wised up to Fisher's lies and deception - (and got wind of the fact the disreputable Judge was prone to bend and change the terms and conditions of court agreements at whim) - he asked Judge Fisher for a copy of the transcript for future reference.

Judge Fisher refused to order the court reporter to prepare it, in spite of the fact the defendant was entitled to a copy, pursuant to applicable Statutes under State Law.

"You can get the information you need from the public defender," he barked at the defendant."

Fat chance.

The Public Pretenders (State-appointed attorneys for indigent defendants) and the Prosecutors in the District Attorney's office are all in a handful of the Judges' pockets over there at the Van Nuys Courthouse.

The Judiciary system in the San Fernando Valley, after all, is a cesspool of corruption!

Until the Los Angeles Superior Court rids itself of the likes of Judge Fisher, the integrity of the court, will continue to be compromised.

Hopefully, the FBI will step in and investigate, and prosecute accordingly.

Elaine Knoles...scumbag "PI" terrorizes consumers and violates privacy rights!

Undoubtedly, a number of you are following the Pellicano case underway in the Los Angeles courthouse.

Mr. Pellicano is a private investigator who was hired by a disreputable individual to run interference against his enemies - sully their credibility and spread smut about them - with the ultimate aim of damaging their names and reputations.

And he used every trick in the book - including a handful of illegal ones - to accomplish that end.

He is currently on trial for alleged wiretapping, racketeering and other crimes.

This past week, there was a lot of testimony about a retired phone company technician - Rayford Turner - who is accused by the Government of having helped Pellicano with the wiretaps.

Teresa Wright (a former sales support manager at the phone carrier) divulged on the witness stand that she surreptitiously supplied Turner (a friend) with confidential information on people the government alleges Pellicano was wiretapping.

On the heels of this revelation, it was disclosed to the rapt Jury, that accessing that information without a valid service reason violated the phone company's code of ethics.

As Nixon henchmen would joke - "Pellicano "rat-f**ked" people, man."

All in a day's business for most private investigators.

When it comes to divorce cases, PI's are generally hired to sift through the dirty laundry.

You'll spy 'em lurking outside sleazy motel rooms in rattle-trap late model autos (picking their noses, no doubt) as they lay in wait for the incriminating "catch" - a revealing photo or some juicy tidbit - to aid in their client's scurrilous bidding. No holds barred.

Think - LA CONFIDENTIAL - and you'll get the idea.

Apparently - when a dispute between a top model and her ex-boyfriend struck frenzied peaks - a PI actually delved into garbage bins seeking DNA samples from items tossed in the bathroom trash. Yup, the stakes get high when high-profile careers and big bucks are involved!

According to my sources - car dealerships are notorious for hiring "Private Dicks" to track down vehicles that have gone astray after failed payments or disputes have arisen after a buyer determines the sellers unloaded lemons on 'em - or misrepresented the vehicle or financing details. You name it.

Oh, those folks are a nasty low-life gang of white-trailer trash, for sure.

Elaine Knoles - who uses the aka "Susan Holmes" - claims to be a licensed "Private Investigator" out of Trabuco Canyon in Orange County. Curiously, in spite of a thorough search on the Internet, this shadowy figure is difficult to pin down.

A review of the State's database of licensed investigators, for instance, doesn't turn up diddly squat.

Note: it has been confirmed that Ms. Knoles hasn't any State license.

Maybe, she's using the alias to distance herself from her outlandish unlawful antics?

If so - it would appear that in her twisted mind - she's under the wild impression that she's as keen at the art of detective work as the master Sherlock Holmes. Why else would she associate with the surname, Holmes?

With these demented losers, who knows!

If she's the "Susan Holmes" who posted a comment on a web site about her ability "to hide drugs" from the police, then maybe that's the answer in a nutshell. If the woman is an addict - her faculties may be so befuddled by the stupor - that the line has blurred between what is lawful and what is not.

Could it be that it's the sale of drugs that has afforded her the luxury of boasting ownership of a horse ranch in Trabuco Canyon? After all, it's difficult to fathom how a lowly agent for a repo agency manages to lay claim to such expensive digs. The spoils of her illegal pursuits? You figure it out.

Someone should take aim and upset her little apple cart because she's not only trampling on an individual's privacy - but oftentimes - viciously harassing and violating their rights in the process.

On one occasion, Ms. Holmes actually posed as a consumer's wife (he was single at the time) in a sneaky bold-faced effort to obtain his private phone records from the telephone company; then, proceeded to call the numbers on the billing statement to summarily slander and defame the unsuspecting individual to friends, family, and business associates.

Then, she disappeared into the woodwork, bragging about the mayhem she left in her wake.

Without any qualms, she's known to falsely allege that a person she's "tracking" is - homosexual or lesbian (whichever applies), taking drugs, carousing at gay (or straight) bars all night, ripping people off - whatever it takes to shock and demean is okay in her books.

In fact, it appears that she gets some kind of a perverse kick out of it, according to my sources.

While the attack is intended to defame - on occasion - she manipulates the cause to coerce a party into succumbing to demands - and ultimately - abandoning legitimate claims against her ensigns and employers.

Do her neighbours in Trabuco Canyon know what skullduggery she's up to when she slips out at night to to foist cars out from under unsuspecting citizens deep in slumber who are unaware of the evil that is about to descend upon them?

Her associates are prone to make outrageous threats, as well.

On more than one occasion, sources have informed me that callers at her behest, have hissed at startled victims,

"Unless you return the vehicle now a bounty hunter will track you down."

In fact - PI's often make menacing calls several times a day - in spite of the fact Consumer Protection Statutes specify that such conduct by debt collectors is unlawful.

And to think this kind of repulsive conduct is condoned by auto dealerships like Sunrise Ford (San Fernando Valley) and others in the Los Angeles area.

The film "Repo Man" wasn't far off in its depiction of the trade!

You'd think these establishments were run by the mob - and that at any given moment - burly guys in black suits with spaghetti on their ties might show up to break legs and bust heads.

Unfortunately, Ms. Knoles has been so clever at covering her tracks (and concealing her elusive whereabouts by deceitfully using aliases) that victims have been unable to bring legal action or lodge a complaint against her with State Officials who regulate the conduct of Private Investigators.

Understandably, the field is so poorly policed, that most of these degenerates get away with their harassment and what amounts to "Urban Terrorism".

Until now, that is.

A formal complaint was lodged against Ms. Knoles this past week with the State Attorney General's office and an investigation is pending.

It boggled my mind to learn friends of the parties being "chased down" had the audacity to answer phone calls from these flakes - and on occasion - disclosed intimate facts about their friends and family without hesitation. I'd show those "good buddies" the door!

Thereafter, Ms. Knoles and her henchmen used the private and confidential information to further their cause.

A handful of intelligent consumers have gotten wise over the years, have you?

Out of curiosity, I took a course for "Private Detective" work a few years back to get a take on the "industry".

What an eye-opening experience!

I was flabbergasted to learn what any bozo is capable of dredging up on the Internet with a few tools of the trade and some smarts at his or her fingertips.

The first place a skip tracer checks?

The voter's list of course; the info is a matter of public record and easy to obtain. Yeah, although you think you're doing your civic duty when you sign up each year to vote, you may be opening yourself up to the clever maneuverings of an ambitious bill collector, a stalker, or worse.

A suggestion?

Rent a mail box at the local post office. Then, use the secure mailing address for all records that filter into the public realm, so no prying eyes can act on 'em.

To avoid further scrutiny, be wary of signing up willy-nilly for subscriptions to newspapers and magazines. After all, it's a snap for an experienced PI to access those files, too.

Did you know that detailed financial information on mortgage papers are in the public domain as well? Granted, a person has to engage in a little savvy legwork at the Hall of Records to secure the data - but when bucks are involved - you bet your sweet bippy someone will be quick on the uptake.

After all - mortgage documents not only reveal the name of your bank - but your social security number and your marital status (among other things).

With this information, the PI can saunter off on another tangent; who knows, maybe access IRS records by their automated system or find out your last transaction from a credit report to fathom where you shop.

Then, use the info to lay in wait for you!

Seem preposterous?

Most of these pretentious d**ks are just small potatoes in the grand scheme of things. Once their victim coughs up the money - or they manage to snatch up the vehicle - they'll go their merry way.

But, shouldn't you take precautions for the future?

Tips

Use a Post Office Box to ensure your home address is confidential and out of the public record. For instance, direct mail for your Driver's License, credit card accounts, and bank statements to that location for security reasons. In the event you are out-of-town on holiday, or business, it may be lifesaver and bring you peace of mind to boot.

Use a voice mail number for applications, surveys on the street, and contests to avoid being the victim of thieves, spammers, and rip-off salesmen.

Use initials to signify your identity whenever possible - on subscriptions for e-mail newsletters, magazines, and the like - to protect gender info and throw off potential stalkers.

Use a secret code on your telephone account so no one can access your statement over the phone without your knowledge or permission.

Install a secret code on credit card accounts to prevent a review of your account without your authorization or knowledge.

Buy a "call display" screen device for your phone so you can verify the identity of a caller before you pick up. If you're out when a message was left - use reverse look-up (Internet Search) - before returning the call for further protection. If the number is not listed - and the caller claimed to be a business entity or service provider - be cautious. It may be a scam and/or a fraudulent attempt to "fish" for information.

And, finally, inform your family and friends not to give out personal and confidential information on the telephone to anyone - under any circumstances - without your permission first (no matter how tempting).

After all, protection starts at home...

Be wary of Micro cameras in belt buckles...