I do not know what exactly FOP (Fraternal Order of Police) memberships are made of or what its rules, honor codes, and mission statement are.
It has a wide and varied membership, including many profit and nonprofit corporations' CEOs, leaders of governments, and politicians, as well as former and current law enforcement personnel, military personnel, intelligence officers, and first responders.
The majority of my attackers came from the rogue-criminal members of the FOP and its members' various labor unions' members: for-profit or non-profit corporate executives, politicians, government employees, and labor unions who are also members of ethnic-faith-based RICO gangs made of international drug and human traffickers.
My FOP attackers may not be the actual executioners, but rather a planner, a sponsor, and a person in charge of contracted criminal entrapment frauds.
This may explain the nationwide and now internationally coordinated attacks on me in the past six years.
The rogue-criminal FOP membership must have been stretched out to all of the world by family ties to international drug and human trafficking cartel members who are deeply entrenched and embedded in their respective local political, law enforcement, military, intelligence, and international corporate and religious apparatus.
It happened around 8:00 a.m. on July 4th, 2019, at the intersection of Satellite Boulevard and Old Norcross Road in Duluth, Georgia.
The significance of this date comes from my very strong belief that this was the very first date on which rogue-criminal first responders and law enforcement began organized criminal attacks on me in the form of criminal entrapment fraud.
Each failed criminal entrapment fraud attack on me led to the next more serious attacks on me, as shown on March 11, 2021, and July 2, 2021. In other words, all these attempts to fraudulently entrap me criminally, injure me, and possibly kill me subsequently are all related, except that the participants and executioners were only different and in different jurisdictions.
A: My car stopped at a red traffic signal, ready to make a left turn onto Satellite Blvd.
B: This was the location where an SUV and a big-rig trailer truck, possibly an 18-wheeler, appeared to have collided minutes earlier. Both vehicles appear to be flipped sideways, both facing north.
C: This was where a police cruiser and a police officer were standing.
There were no traffics because it was July 4th morning, and the roads may have been empty because they were blocked off on both sides of Satellite Boulevard by a police cruiser (I could only see one side of Satellite Boulevard because of the uphill inclined north side) and a policeman standing there far from the actual accident location.
My car was the first one at the intersection from Old Norcross Road (probably the first and only one in my lane). A bit later, approaching from behind our car, was a fire truck engine blaring its siren to reach the accident scene.
The nearest fire station from this intersection was less than about 1/4 mile from the intersection. The nearest police station was even closer, a few hundred yards from the intersection on Satellite Blvd.
The scene was so surreal; it almost appeared to be training exercise if there was not for an Asian woman, possibly Vietnamese, who appeared to be wandering about in total shock. There were no others.
We were saved by the red traffic light in just a nick of time at that intersection, preventing a criminal entrapment fraud intended to destroy us, severely injure us, or kill us.
I believe that this was the starting point of the active law enforcement's and firefighters' criminal involvements that ensued after that date, July 4th, 2019, until today, from Georgia to Illinois, then in Korea, to destroy me using their professional fraternal networks and labor unions to conceal their failed previous organized criminal entrapment fraud attacks to destroy me and profit from my life-debilitating injuries and possibly death.
And something I notice about these criminal attacks is that these potential criminal activities almost always occur at borderlines between two different jurisdictions—cities, counties, and states.
As it was the same way on March 11, 2021, July 2, 2021, two (2) years later, it was a contract-hit job sponsored by my enemies.
From that date, July 4th, 2019, on, I became their primary target for destruction by their executioners.
The executioners were all connected criminally to law enforcement, fire departments, EMT, politicians, lobbyists, insurance, law, real estate, and fraternal organizations of their professions.
Incidentally, I had the real estate closing of the sale of my house in the building that sits right next to this intersection and faces this intersection. My closing happened a month later, on August 12, 2019.
The second time was July 2, 2021. I addressed this one separately many times on my blogs.
For July 4th, 2019, I am saying it for the first time because everything now starts clicking and making sense.
I wonder if there is any way to retrieve video images of that intersection from that long ago.
What I am describing today is what I saw with my own eyes that morning around 8 a.m. on July 4th, 2019 for the very first time.
At the same instant, everything started clicking in my head about what really happened that morning and how close I was to being framed for insurance fraud, criminal entrapment fraud, being physically entrapped, injured, and possibly murdered in the process.
I am reaching out to anyone who has read my blogs, especially my former co-workers, neighbors, and church members (temples, synagogues, tabernacles, mosques, other places of worship), family foundations, and NGO members who may know more about the original plotters and sponsors of this domestic terror campaign against me.
Regardless of how much you dislike me, I urge you to step out of that darkness of hell and do something good for yourself, for your salvation (good karma), for your soul, and for your conscience.
