This is the story of how a (now-deceased) San Francisco firefighter, in 1998, made one phone call and got the Political Machine to go to work for him, as told with the help of a selection of the official, legal and personal correspondence that was executed during a decade on the losing end of a prima facie case of municipal racketeering, a private petty paper war that destroyed my motherhood, devastated my marriage, stole my beauty, and made me the most hated woman buried under Willie Brown’s city hall.
Specifically TWO women, former deputy city attorneys. First, it was Katherine Feinstein, in charge of the prosecution of my family 1998-2000, who (as well as being the daughter of California’s sr. senator, Dianne Feinstein) went on to become a judge on the Superior Court of San Francisco, was installed on the State of California’s judicial performance panel, and was recently appointed by Governor Jerry Brown to the Medical Board.
Second woman was Kamala Harris, in charge of the persecution of what was left of my family by 2000-2001, the former mistress of then-mayor Willie Brown, who went on to be the twice-elected D.A. of San Francisco, the California Attorney General, and who is now running hard for Senator. And her sister is one of Hillary Clinton’s policy advisors. Her brother-in-law was Obama’s assistant General Attorney in charge of Civil Rights. Oxygen starting to thin out at this high altitude.
6/12 July 1999 we, the plaintiffs, Greg and Ramona Mayon, quietly settled out-of-court with I.A.F.F. local #798, the San Francisco Firefighters Toy Program and it’s late chairman & firefighter John Voelker, on civil complaint Mayon v. S.F.F.D. local 798, Firefighters’ Toy Program and John Voelker, et al #300155, for Conversion (of funds sent through the mail by Fox2News viewers Christmas 1997), Accounting, Common Count, Imposition of Constructive Count, Negligence, Fraud & Deceit.
However, from 10 July 1998 until 11 July 2001, the City Attorney’s office blocked our God-given, Constitutional right-to-travel, to return to family & land with our remaining children, forcing us to remain in a place we hate – being conservatives in an ultra-liberal conclave – under court-order to remain here. Thus, we were forced to raise our children in an urban setting when we are country people, our children denied their right to know their grandparents and their native Louisiana. But we never lost physical custody of the children, only legal custody.
Those three years were spent with the City Attorney’s Office of San Francisco systematically destroying our reputation, using the dozen of lies supplied by Children Protective Services, are all documented within this manuscript. Most of the documents I used as the foundation for this manuscript (and case) are marked ‘Confidential’ and comes with their own penal code. I, the person being talked about, have no right to this paper. So it was a struggle to even get it. But if need be, I will argue before any judge that I am called to stand before that the City Attorney’s office cracked the judicial firewall, not I. Those with dirty hands cannot hide them behind a cloak of confidentiality.