Marc Emery burned me an a seed deal. I sent in an order by mail and never got it. I don't trust that fuck. He was playing politics to promote himself and his business for a while. Sleazy like the HA. HA were involved with Willy Pickton. So were the cops and local politicians and businessmen. They were into some very evil shit. Torture. Meat hooks. Satanic rituals. Possibly cannibalism. I knew the woman (Gina Houston) who brought Willy the girls before she got involved in that. She was a real nasty bitch. I'm glad she slowly died of AIDS. Remember after Willy got busted, there were reports in the news of finding human feet still in their shoes washing up along the shore? The murders just continued. Feet eventually detach when fish feed on the flesh. Rubber-soled shoes float. There used to be an epidemic of homeless people and drug use back then, and then they all started disappearing. People I knew from the neighborhood who weren't planning on going anywhere and had nowhere to go. They didn't OD or I would have seen/heard. Where did they all go? I watched the cops drag a few homeless women off the streets against their will for no reason in the middle of the night and stuff them in the back of an ambulance when no one else was around. Just came out of nowhere and jumped them for no reason. I started leaving notes on unoccupied cop cars that were always parked on side streets in my neighborhood to let them know that some people knew what was going on. They soon stopped coming around.