I had been wrongfully arrested and realized the police were doing everything in their power to force an unjustified prosecution for domestic violence against me.  After 9 months of exhausting all possible channels for relief, I was convinced it was Sally Yates who was behind the government attack against me.  I had little to no recollection of being drugged with Rohypnol or the attacks that occurred after these numerous occasions.  One must understand that the date rape drug “Rohypnol” is used to hypnotize people.  It causes post-anterior grade amnesia.  In other words it can cause one to forget what happened even before the drug was administered.   Still, the memory can be recovered by reminding someone what happened by repeating phrases or other unique things that happened.  I have learned the hard way that someone who video-tapes a Rohypnol drugged event can remind the victim of a portion of the event by reciting things the victim said.  This will remind the victim of just the surrounding part of the conversation, but not the entire event.

Before I was arrested the second time during this saga and held for nearly 4 years, I was told that I must go through a counseling session and evaluation before I could see my son.  I did.  The psychological evaluation said nothing negative until my ex followed me to the same psychologist, but still there was nothing other than marriage counseling that he could recommend.  The judge who attempted the mediated the divorce and kept my son from me illegally was T. Penn McWhorter who at one point identified himself as “T Penn Quill.”    I called his office at one point and confronted him for his flagrant violation of the law in this regard.  He responded “I just did what I was told.”  Judge McWhorter is a long- term Mafia judge I have exposed in my podcast as a family friend and partner of the Quillian/Russel family.

Still, realizing the fastest way to get visitation with my son was to complete the counseling sessions.  I did this with a Sunday School teacher at my church who was qualified and whom my ex and I both knew.  On about the third or fourth session, Ronnie Brassfield stopped acting like I needed to work on myself and simply said “You caught someone big.  You need to think about what you want.  Someone will approach you and you need to be prepared to say what you want.”  The counseling session was over, he didn’t have any thing else for me to work on.

I had been putting up videos of the police changing reports and harassing me in Winder.  I was using the handle “357 Cletis” on You-tube which is another explanation I’ll need to write.  I knew Sally Yates had to be behind it and the “Quill” comments plus a few clues from my attorney convinced me.  I prayed that God would show me how to “Sting” Sally Yates.  Right away I thought of “Mustang Sally.”   There was a fellow at my high-school who was notorious for his Georgia- Tech colored 69’ Mustang.  That was perfect!   The fellow was Tim Burns.  A few days or weeks before this I had tried to reach Tim on Facebook after many years but he didn’t respond.  I simply posted on his wall (how Facebook did it back then) “What are you driving now.”  I was a little put out that Tim didn’t respond then learned that Tim just had a baby.  

Tim built the 69 (really 68 I think) classic with his father Richard Burns.  Even Better, Sally Yates was the top official in the Richard Brevard Russell federal building.

Now I had a plan, I just didn’t know how to use it.

I got home and my builder, David Lord, started a project with me on land that was owned by both myself and the subdivision.  He put Rohypnol in my beer while we were working and then showed up in my garage with a clean dress shirt and asked “So what do you want?  We’re all here.”  He clearly had an earbud and a button camera allowing him to speak for Sally Yates, David Motes and the other conspirators.

I played my hand as best as I knew how to finally catch the criminals who had destroyed my life.   The conversation went on forever but David wouldn’t let me sit down, no doubt because I would fall asleep.  They told me how much of the racket would go but I just wanted them to get far enough in so I could catch them.  I told them that there was a plan in place, which very much interested them because they were convinced someone was helping me.  I told David that “Tim knows the plan”.  They were very determined to find out who Tim was.  I told them that Tim would get my “hod rod” suburban since he liked vehicles like that.  My suburban had the name “Bertha” in the place were “Suburban” lettering was originally placed by the manufacturer.  I told them that Tim would get Bertha and that his family just got a little bit bigger.  

My intentions could be proven easily by asking anyone from my high-school or simply opening my yearbook.

Mustang Sally:

1.  Georgia Tech is the Yellow Jackets  (STING)  Mustang Sally

2.  69 is the police code or taxi driver code for (reverse course) (I must Sting the corrupt Federal Prosecutor, a complete reversal of the norm)  (Must Sting Sally)

3. Richard helping Tim build the car was perfect-  Must (sting)  Sally of the Richard Russell Fed Bldg

4.  Richard and Tim’s last name is Burns -Burns -synonym for Sting (Must Sting Sally)

5.  Bertha lined up nicely also as Tim just had “a birth.”  

In high school, I lived with a family that had a kid my age named Andy.  Tim looked like he could be Andy’s cousing.   This was no doubt a clue I gave when pressed for more info on how they could find Tim.  I also had a neighbor named Andy.  

There has never been any greater police entrapment than Government agents spying on citizens to gain contoll over them and trick or force them into any action.  My friends are innocent, victims of the heinous abuses of Sally Yates.  Casey, who was no doubt manipulated into writing the letter and including the line (Tim has Bertha) is an innocent victim of Sally Yates FISA.  Still, it worked.  They were trying to remind me that they had video of me conspiring with them, but it only reminded me (and gave proof) that I only wanted to Sting Sally Yates.  I’ve written about this a few times before and those accounts will confirm this, along with all the surrounding evidence.   

If you get the feeling that God inspired me to an undeniable classic “sting” of our nations biggest criminal, please play Wilson Pickett’s Mustang Sally and celebrate with me!  

   Ferris Broxton Jr