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A few weeks later than intended, but finally we’re ready to start a new series (maybe) in the Grifter Chronicles.  There’s been a lot of back and forth about releasing this stuff and what it might accomplish compared to what the `cost’ of it might be.  Basically, as we sit here in this holding pattern waiting for the AG to do their thing, I’ve noticed complacency, despair, disgust and all sorts of other negative feelings floating around the advocates.  The 4 million dollar lawsuit going out with a whimper didn’t really help although that was never going to put much of a dent in the tinfoil that doubles as Manson’s armor.  So with those things in mind, coupled with Manson manifesting way too many `ex’ HiCaliber horses lately, it’s probably time to show a few cards that I’ve had up my sleeves.  By no means is this all I have up my sleeves, but maybe it will remind people of the evil that was allowed to flourish under the pretense of saving horses.  Maybe it will help keep the pressure on these agencies to do their jobs before we have another CERF or SLER sized mess on our hands. I want y’all to take a look at these short clips and we’ll talk about how they came to be after.  Without further ado, here it is straight from the mouths of the grifters themselves…

Squirrel is an asshole from Barn Brat on Vimeo.

Remember Squirrel (JC: Summer Soprano)?  Such a pretty mare that had plenty of offers for a home during her incarceration with HiCaliber but she never made it out alive.  Was it because she as an`asshole’ as Skeletor is heard saying on this audio or became Amanduh decided she wasn’t suitable for a trail horse?  Whatever the reason, I think this shows the kind of `compassion’ she was subjected to in her final days.  Hard to imagine a kind hand or comfort given the attitude on display. RIP Squirrel

curtis from Barn Brat on Vimeo.

Here we have Manson admitting that Curtis didn’t need to die and was a healthy horse.  That wasn’t quite the story she told her villagers back when he died.  I did mention his passing in this post in November 2017.  I didn’t have all the details on his passing then that this little clip provides including that his euthanasia didn’t go so well.  They allege that is because he was chemically euth’d.  RIP Curtis.

`What I don’t disclose….’ from Barn Brat on Vimeo.

This clip is a bit more damning as far as what the AG will think.  In it Manson admits that she already had purchased the horses she paraded in front of the village in her version of `the truck is coming’ high pressure grifting.  In other words, put a deadline on their head to inspire people to dig deeper.  It’s outright fraudulent fundraising and we have Manson admitting to it.

watson from Barn Brat on Vimeo.

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Our last clip for today is Manson discussing Watson.  If you recall, Watson was a very mangled horse that showed up in the parking lot at Ontario the same day Chrome did.  This was all at the same time they manifested Johnny Cade from Misner.  We talked briefly about Watson and the others (Sylvia was killed that day too) in this post including videos of how horrible of shape they were in.  Now we come to find out that two of them had bullets in their heads within minutes of the last dollar rolling in.  No vet to assess and sign off, just Manson in a rage if the other videos that day were anything to go by.

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Part of my dilemma about posting these clips is that the wrong people are probably going to take the blame.  I know Manson and her barnacles all read here so I need her to understand that while she was busy looking for blue bottles she probably didn’t think to check for gum under her chair.  While we’re on the subject of blue bottles, while they all fixated on one person with a water bottle, there was a team of people they never identified that you might say are professionals when it comes to blending in and being inconspicuous.  You never know where these people might be or where ears and eyes may be around, even now.  So yeah, one of her inner circles might take the hit, but I figure if they’re still in bed with Manson, that’s fair game. We won’t let her slither off into the sunset to rise again.  So, saddle up folks, we’ve got a lot of ground to cover and I think even Manson’s remaining villagers will find what she has to say when she thinks the cameras are off quite enlightening.  Until next time…

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I was truly fine with sitting back and watching Manson attempt to reinvent herself as a self help guru.  I was even fine with her laying claims to being a writer and plagiarizing other people’s work.  All good in my hood.  Then, being the vile hosebeast that she is, she had to go ahead and post up a `training’ live video complete with lies about who the horse is.  This caused my tinfoil beanie to blow off my head and now you all, my dear readers and hateful lurkers, are the beneficiary of me venting my spleen rather than finishing the posts I’ve been threatening to forever.

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So as most of you know, we were treated to a training live from Manson today.  I can only attribute it to her feeling emboldened by her new spate of followers that are mostly on her page for the vag talk.  To make sure her viewership was boosted, she let her inner sanctum know in advance.  You know, to get those wheels of grift extra lubricated and bump those algorithms just like in the days of yore.  Flipping in and out of her uber annoying false accent that she employs when she’s really lying hard (it’s one of her tells), Manson hefted her ever expanding bulk onto a soapbox and did a completely unsatisfactory impression of somebody that knows anything about horses.  I’ve said it a million and a half times, but she has no feel or instinct.  Zero.  Nada.  Niente.  We’ll get to the training method in a bit.  First let’s talk about the subject and recipient of her ham fisted attempts at training.

 

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That’s right folks.  Re-meet HiCaliber Spartan.  Keep in mind the screen shot from today was from selfie mode on a camera so the markings are reversed and she’s not actually leading from the wrong side. Spartan has been under Manson’s control since December 2017 when she picked him up in the parking lot at Ontario.  He was considerably less wild and abused’ acting back then although I wouldn’t put it past her to have him drugged up on that day. ​ So when she goes on about how fearful he is and how he’s so abused, just know that he was under her stewardship since December of 2017 and what you saw today is a product of her `unfucking a rescue’ horse which she claims is her area of expertise.  That’s also why Manson didn’t want to tell his name today because it’s all right there for people to look up for themselves other than the intake sheet.  That’s mole shit and I have a whole bunch more where that came from.  Chirp chirp and all that.

 


Now, go back and look at the video I just posted and ask yourself if that was a shaking and terrified horse.  Somewhere between that day in December 2017 and November 2018 the entire back story on this horse changed and he became part of one of Manson’s little creative writing for dollars exercises.  Today she told her audience he had put somebody in the hospital getting his feet done.  That’s about when I sprained my eyeballs from rolling them so hard.
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Now that we’ve established who the unlucky recipient of Manson’s gunselness was today, let’s talk about what a fucking idiot she truly is when it comes to horses.  It’s easy to talk to a group of internet folks who really have no clue about horses and horsemanship, but this was beyond bad.  The only good part of any of this is that Manson did not attempt to ride him because she is rapidly approaching maximum density and I get that body shaming is a no- no but really, she should not be riding any horse that isn’t a draft horse right now based on her size.  She shouldn’t even be riding a draft based on her lack of skill.  She did address her expanding girth saying she was being kind to herself and all in her feelings or something but apparently she ate every last feeling and everybody else’s too.  Whatever. She can eat herself onto my 600 lb Life for all I care, but just leave the poor horses out of it.

 

If Spartan wasn’t a sentient being, the `training’ session would have actually been funny.  Manson is such a poseur.  She pontificated that she isn’t like other trainers and she knows what works for her horses.  Because of this, she thinks it wise to approach an agitated and cornered horse from behind.  It’s a testament to this horse’s kindness that he didn’t kick her fool head off.  The reason real horsemen use round pens is so those horses don’t feel cornered and they always can see an out.  Cornering one like she did today is why some horses will come at you hard.  She also has him dragging a shank with a nylon halter for whatever reason.  Amazing he didn’t hurt himself; pity he didn’t hurt her. How she expected to accomplish anything when he was clearly only worried about getting with his friends in the bigger paddock, is beyond me.  I will say it again and again, but Manson has no feel or ability to read a horse.  She laces her spiels with a few buzz words and flaps her arms around a bunch, but anybody that has been on a horse more than once can see right through the whole shit show.

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As I write this, Manson is drunk on live feed with her trusty sidekick Wrinkles. They seem drunk and salty anyhow and are talking about Romney Faye banging Dumbass Darrell, bitching about Tara aka Satan and telling the village how they can support their sorry asses.  As I have said many times before, she can do whatever the fuck she wants as long as she’s leaving horses alone.  Apparently it’s time to roll up my newspaper and smack her nose for the umpteenth time after what I saw today.  I will do it as many times as it takes, but I gotta admit I’m busy AF lately with adulting and life.  Still, I feel there is quite a bit to talk about and cover, so me and one of my `collaborators’ are thinking of coming to you live.  Don’t get moist, nobody would recognize me even if I did go full face frontal, but that’s not going to happen. You’re probably going to look at my boots or something. What will happen is we’ll let you know once we have the logistics worked out and give you a when and where and you can ask all the questions you want within reason.  I can promise you that I will not discuss my vagina, there will be no flatulence or burping and my personal life isn’t fodder for hits.  We do want to talk to you about where we’re at with the HiCaliber stuff and also set some truths straight on the slaughter issue.  I am a reluctant participant in this, but my latent lazy tendencies cause me to think this might kill a lot of birds with one stone.  Of course I’m not talking about MY little birds.  No worries there.  I’m talking about things that are easier explained `in person’ than just written about.  I may also change my mind, but I will keep y’all posted.  If anything, it will be bean flick fodder for the fecal matter people even though they’ll have to admit I’m not JM.  Perhaps I’ll have a plate of crow ready for them. Served ice cold, of course! Watch this space…

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