Schemes, Scams and Hidden Agendas

This post is going to be long and it’s going to jump around.  It may induce rage and I have zero fucks to give about delicate sensibilities getting offended at this point.  That includes some of the more staunch village idiots that seem to be immune to facts yet still can’t stop themselves from reading here every day.  I had another post I was working on and it was going to flow and just kinda stay on topic.  That one is on ice along with a few others because the fuckery is too real right now to even begin to entertain throwback kinda posts. Who knew that with Charles Manson Michelle down for the count that not only would the schemes and scams continue but actually escalate?  Romney Faye Baker is back with a vengeance and both her and Charles Manson Michelle abused the shit out of the live feed function today.  There was also far too much use of the `f’ word that is dead to me.  Fluid.  Gross.   Settle in and let’s wade into this mountain of BS that was slung in the name of `rescue’ today.

Very hostile post from Romney Faye Baker to open the day!  I’m also not really surprised given the amount of blowback they’re starting to get over their decision to be blatant about their support of kill buyers and the slaughter pipeline.  Besides the lies, I think what is important to take away from this post is that Romney Faye Baker tells us that rescuers, notice she’s not counting herself as one, say that minis don’t ship, but kill buyers say that is wrong. She also told us about this secret Japanese mini boot making craze or something along those lines to explain where all the minis go.   My question is what would any legitimate rescue, anti-slaughter advocate or just plain decent human being wish to accomplish by lying about minis not shipping to slaughter?  Does she feel there is a secret mini hating society?  Is there some conspiracy to rid the country of all minis and the easiest way to accomplish this is to lie and let them all go to slaughter? By all means take the word out of a bottom feeding convicted felon and his pathological liar of a bunk muffin over the USDA and advocates that have literally dedicated their lives to tracking and monitoring the slaughter pipeline if that floats your boat.  The fact will remain that they don’t ship and the longer knuckle draggers like Satan Tara and Doughboy convicted felon Jacob can keep convincing people that the cute little buggers do, the more money for their pockets and the more of these little horses get produced.  It’s a supply and demand issue and what is cuter than a little mini orphan?  Stop the madness, let’s play chicken!

 

 

Oops!  Another plot twist and story edit just when I was beginning to wrap my mind around yesterday’s shit fest.  Now, these were bought by Doughboy aka convicted felon, Jacob because a rescue asked him to and not because Satan Tara overheard Gary, sire of Doughboy on the phone and had a momentary lapse in her evil which lead her to want to save the mares and foals.  No mention of another rescue, no mention of Doughboy already owning them,  just these poor mares and foals that were about to be separated as the mamas shipped to slaughter.  What are the odds that Satan and Doughboy fronted for a rescue when they have repeated over and over how they refuse to work with rescues other than HiCaliber?  At that time they were still just ranch horses from an estate and you can refer back to the screen shots from the previous blog to confirm all this.  As we know, the ranch horses turned into extremely well-bred AQHA cutting horses and somehow minis got added to the mix.  I’m still trying to figure out that happened but either Satan or Romney Faye made some mention of yet another dead patriarch and an estate from them too.  That was either before or after they stated that Doughboy Jacob just bought up all those minis to ship with the foals to slaughter to this mysterious location that mass slaughters minis and foals and mini foalsfor the Japenes boot market and filet of foal.  I’m not certain, but I heard a rumor it is run by munchkins. The other major hole in this post was the threat of Doughboy Jacob, convicted felon,  just sending the mares over the border if he doesn’t get his ransom money.  The fact that he has no contract would make that highly unlikely.  No kill pens will accept any horses he owns nor will they pay his jacked up price.  Also, yesterday they claimed these horse already had their USDA tags on them and not a single one has a visible USDA tag in the video they posted, so that’s lie number eleventybillion and six for this situation alone.

Charles Manson Michelle was first up on the live feed extravaganza today.  She’s still camped out in her private suite in the hospital enjoying her magic carpet ride courtesy of mondo opiates, Ativan, room service and your tax dollars. She rattled off a list of her meds, any one of which would be enough to knock a normal person on their ass, but tolerance is a real thing.  Without her own med cabinet to raid, it is what it is.  If she took a day’s worth and hit the streets with them she could probably fund the #Thompson53 on street value alone.  I am still pondering the reason for the live feed aside from boredom, attention seeking and sympathy.  Charles Michelle recapped her accident a few times, stuffed food in her mouth and talked with her mouth full and scratched her nose a whole bunch.  One of her minions had wiped Barrett’s ass with a cloth and brought it to her so she wouldn’t miss him too much before she returns to the ranch and feels well enough to shoot him in the face.  In between all of that she compared herself to Jennifer Aniston and Brittney Spears and made several references to this blog.  The short version is y’all are a bunch of meanie heads in the comment section.  Oh, and she likes to shoot horses and turn people onto that when ever she gets a chance.  Next…

Because it wasn’t bad enough to have to sit through watching Charles Manson Michelle shovel food in her mouth and talk with it full, Romney Faye Baker decided to do her live feed rolling around in bed, fully clothed and covered in dog hair all the while fondling her pendants in hopes somebody would ask about them so she can once again play the grief card.  I really don’t understand why one needs to be rolling around in bed in the middle of the day and certainly I don’t get why she feels the need to conduct `rescue’ business like this, but I feel a bit violated because I have a sickening feeling she might have just had a little phone sex with her fiance Darrell the Dumbass and we were witnessing the aftermath.  I am thankful, however, that she did not treat us to slurping her wine this time around although I could have done without the view up her nostrils and I swear that mole thing was staring at me.  Anyhow, Romney got on to lecture us about the 53 horses they are trying to buy save and answer any questions people might have as long as they were questions they wanted to actually answer rather than the ones that make them have to admit to shit they don’t want to.  Once again the truth was ever-changing.  What was originally going to be $3000 taken from the general fund to feed the horses in Louisiana for a week, became needing to raise the $3000 for shipping and, this is the best part, all the horses, all 53, are going to ship on ONE TRUCK.  Romney Faye Baker explained how they minis would go up in the top at the front and then the rest down in the main part.  That doesn’t sound exactly legal and, again, this is coming from a place that purports to be a rescue basically collecting funds  to ship these animals in a slaughter load.  It hasn’t occurred to them that the slaughter pipeline involves more than just the end game of getting dead and HiCaliber has become a willing participant in it lately. There is also some confusion about why Doughboy Jacob the convicted felon needs $3000 to haul his own horses in his own truck, but questions that may lead to them owning their own evil are no longer welcome on the HiCaliber pages.   By the time Romney Faye signed off, I believe they were still fundraising for the shipping so the horses would be brought back to this mystery acreage for quarantine and then they would have a week to network and get them sold aka make bank on the kickbacks without ever actually having to deal with any of them.  Romney Faye Baker very casually reminded people that the nature of this rescue effort meant that some were probably going to die but `it is what it is’.  She didn’t seem too broken up by the prospect, but that’s hardly surprising when she views horses as product to move and this is just the latest publicity stunt.

 

As if there was ever any doubt, the village idiots coughed up their lunch money yet again and the $3000 was promptly sent to Doughboy in Louisiana.  Somewhere between begging and collecting, the magical quarantine acreage vaporized and the horses will be doing their hard time right there on Thompson’s shit and carcass filled lot (pictured above).  The hilarity is this is a sight unseen rescue so the village idiots likely just paid to ship horses that are already standing on that lot with foals at side.  It’s not like that will matter to them as they’ll be all moist and frothing because today is Tuesday, so these Louisiana horses will be forgotten in favor of auction until the `TRUCKS ARE COMING’ posts start being made in about 5 days from now.  Another interesting twist to this tale hit my inbox in the past few days.  I have gone back and forth about posting screen shots (names blacked out), but I can just as easily pass the info on and people can make of it what they will.  I will say this source has been correct about a few other things they have passed to this blog.  The claim is that Doughboy Jacob, the convicted felon, wrote a check for these horses and had a deadline to make this check good. Now, we all know that Doughboy is serving 10 years probation for writing bad checks, stealing livestock and a few other things model citizens don’t do. What this was supposed to mean is that he had to be cash and carry at auction and most people don’t want to do business with him.  Whether or not he wrote a check in Texas for these horses, I can’t confirm at this time but it seems plausible that he was allowed to as long as he came correct by the deadline.  It would certainly explain all the drama and double dip fundraising between Satan Tara’s tribe and Romney Faye Baker’s village idiots.  I will share whatever else I happen across, but this particular `rescue’ effort is ever-changing, so don’t get too tied into any one scenario for now.

HiCaliber Moxie

 

Before I wrap things up for today,  I wanted to share a few things.  The first pic is about 4 days old.  The horse is HiCaliber Moxie.  She’s about 16 years old and has been on the ranch since the end of September 2016 as an owner relinquishment.  Apparently she had a habit of `collapsing’ under saddle and her previous owners could no longer afford her care, so they gave her over to HiCaliber, no doubt thinking she’d be well cared for until she found a forever home.  I can’t really say what happened to her between then and a few days ago apart from her being kicked out in the paddock they refer to as `Loft’ with a fly mask that was clearly way too tight.  Because HiCaliber has far too many horses and not nearly enough volunteers that actually show up at the ranch to do chores, these horses are not pulled in and groomed very often if at all, and things like masks aren’t checked on as long as they remain on the horse.  As shown on poor Moxie, that isn’t working out too well and this is exactly the kind of thing that is 100% avoidable.  This didn’t happen overnight and should have been noticed long before it wore a hole in the middle of her face.  The other picture is a reminder of the kind of shit piles around the place along with a volunteer statement commenting on the conditions of some of the pens.  This is not acceptable or excusable in any way.  This is a sign of on organization coming apart and people in way over their heads.  I’m not sure how many more red flags people need to start recognizing there is a big problem brewing.

I think this is where I better leave things for today.  I’ve only really just summarized the antics of today.  I’m growing weary of the fuckery.  There are a few other posts in the pipeline I hope to get to sooner, rather than later, but Romney Faye Baker has informed us they are back at auction and they will continue to buy horses each and every week.  It is actually starting to feel almost frenzied, all this hoarding.  They can’t look after what they have,  horses are unaccounted for and they keep going for more.  After the thrill of the save, most villagers don’t think to ask whatever became of the horses purchased unless they are spectacularly mangled, so easy enough to make them disappear.  For the rest of us, in order to hold our sanity, we’ll find something to share a laugh over but we must never forget that there are horses suffering and dying in the name of `rescue’.  As much as I want to walk away from this and forget I ever got involved, I can’t.  I know I’m not alone.  Horses first….ALWAYS.

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