Sick, Crazy Eyes Staring Into A Post-Clark Legal World
Word reaches me by an anonymous comment that attorney Jill Clark--who is in lawyer disciplinary proceedings up to her sick, crazed eyeballs--has started a new blog.
Clark already had two blogs both stunningly inactive of late; Jill Clark Speaks (click here) which hasn't seen new content since June 15 ("WHY NO NEWS ABOUT THE LAWSUIT?") and the Jill Clark for Justice blog, which focused on Clark's doomed-from-the-get-go campaign for Chief Justice of the Minnesota Supreme Court and had a single posting dated June 2.
Three Strikes And You're Clark
Why Clark is starting a third lame and unsuccessful blog instead of sticking with the two she already has is a question best answered by Clark herself, not that she's been taking any questions even when media tried to get in touch with her following Clark's breathtakingly complete defeat in the Blogosphere Trial of the Century lawsuit against this blog. But starting a third blog she is. The blog, click here, entitled Jill Clark Continues, focuses (to the degree Clark can focus at all these days) on what is going on with Clark recently. It may be she is simply locked out of the other two blogs; there was testimony about her being locked out of computers, email and phones by her husband after Clark was reportedly awake for seven days straight.
For "Clark watchers," and there are many of late watching this slow motion train wreck of a long and (in the last several years) insanely quirky legal career, the new blog is currently...
...and it promises to be a gold mine of information about Clark's long, dark, slow slide into the annals of "lawyers who went nuts and got disbarred" stories. Few have been watching Clark as closely of late as this blogger (indeed, I suspect this new blogging attempt by Clark may be partially a reaction to all the stuff I've been writing) and even I have found a lot of new info.
The Madness Of Jill Clark According To Jill Clark
Here's what I've learned from the "Jill Clark Continues (To Sink)" blog:
1.) Clark states she "tried to remove a case from the Eighth Circuit to the United States District Court for the Western District of Wisconsin." The case she's referring to--based on the document she linked to, but keeping in mind Clark is CRAZY AS A BAT IN A ROOM WITH A BLOWTORCH--appears to be the Trisha Farkarlun case. Here is the document Clark linked to on her blog, which I promptly made one of my own shared Google documents for purposes of fair comment and criticism on THIS blog.
As I'm asking myself certain "cheesehead-o-centric" questions, such as "Wait, can Clark DO that? Does the case center on Wisconsin, somehow? Is Clark licensed to practice law in WISCONSIN?" things get even crazier in the next document Clark discusses and shares via a link.
2.) Clark talks about a "second re-removed" case in Minneapolis and makes much over the "final technical piece," which seems to involve a "nothing little letter" from a clerk. The "second" case she's referring to is her own lawyer disciplinary hearing which (and this is crazy, crazy, crazy WITH CHEESE ON TOP) Clark is apparently trying to get her disciplinary case into a court in WISCONSIN.
No Laws Against Paranormal Mind Control But SHOULD There Be?
Remember when this blog said on August 16 that Jill Clark "recently broke off a big chunk of crazy cheese and tried to see if the federal court would be so kind as to make her a sandwich"? Well, it appears that my "cheese comment" plus the random instances of "mind control" which some swear I have been practicing upon Jill Clark of late may have influenced these "cheesehead filings" in Wisconsin. In regard to this bizarre yet relevant issue of this blogger's influence over Clark, I have two things to say.
FIRST, it's not my fault that I'm blogging about issues of public concern and then somehow my blogging is a random, glitchy, unpredictable mind control ray impacting Jill Clark's teeter tottering universe.
I mean, she's OFF HER FREAKING ROCKER. Anything--a dog she thinks can talk, a rerun of PeeWee Herman's Big Adventure--could influence a mind as sick as Clark's. So I will not stop my blogging about The Madness of Jill Clark. She's ALREADY nuts so I certainly won't drive her any further, hell, she was the Counsel for Crazy Town before I'd even HEARD of her.
SECOND, imagine how lovely the desert is near the Mexican border, in places like El Paso. I spent years of my life there at Fort Bliss and it is beautiful in a desolate, "almost like another planet" kind of way. You can live outside the whole year long because it never gets very cold and, in the desert, you can hear God talk and say stuff like, "Just sit on these rocks for a while, my child, and look at fossils and think about how long a million years is; how many things live and die in that time, how insignificant is our little lifespan against all the time in these rocks."
But Alaska is nice, too. So are parts of Asia where the cost of living is incredibly low. So many places to take a long "spiritual journey" away from lawyering, at least for several years.
Back to Clark's blog and what's revealed there. This document, click here, discusses Clark's "bats*** crazy with cheese on top" attempt to move, remove, and/or re-remove her disciplinary case to the United States District Court in Wisconsin. With casual hubris, Jill writes on her new blog:
The Minnesota Supreme Court issued an order anyway, which was objectionable to me. So I removed that case to the Western District of Wisconsin.
She then links to the document, which contains such inadvertently humorous lines as these.
Appellant has never conceded that any proper clerk letter was issued.
JNS says: Right, lawyers can hardly wait to read the little pro forma cover letter from the clerk. A new ruling in a case comes down from high and these lawyers wonder, "Oh, what did the CLERK say in the cover letter?" Clark's confabulation of the clerk letter into something important is the product of a mind either sick or desperate, but I'm going with sick because a desperate mind would try to latch onto something USEFUL.
At this time Clark is not able to fully ascertain the state of the official record, or the state of the electronic record.
JNS tongue in cheek translation, but is it REALLY? I am holed up in a cheap hotel, locked out of my computers, and people who care about me are LOOKING for me. But they don't understand about the conspiracy. I have to file things. I must file things.
Johnny revealed too much when he said "cheese." I now understand Wisconsin is the key to victory and "They" were already worrying, well, what if she files in Wisconsin? Our conspiracy will unravel. AAAAAAH!!! WHO IS THAT AT THE DOOR?!!! Oh, just pizza. With EXTRA CHEESE, because I can be too cute and clever by half just like Johnny, but they'll never catch on, LOTS of people order extra cheese in cheap hotel rooms.
What else do we have in this document?
There's no question this matter was commenced in the State of Minnesota.
Ah! A small concession by Clark, and by small I mean JURISDICTION. But watch how she follows up some sentences later.
Based on what Clark knows at this time, that order of the Minnesota Supreme Court was issued in the absence of all jurisdiction, it should not have been issued, and Clark has no duty to comply with it.
Johnny says: YOU TELL THEM, CLARK!!! Tell them on your BLOG!!! Tell the Minnesota Supreme Court why they're out of order! Be like the Al Pacino of Minnesota, you know you've got it in you! Let's watch this inspiring video together, shall we?
No wait! IT GETS BETTER!! IT GETS CRAZIER!!!
How, you're wondering, is Clark going to TOP these crazy filings?
3.) How about by attempting to sue (what appears to be) the entire Hennepin County judicial bench and, dear god, the SARS/SANE nurse program at Hennepin County Medical Center? Like the eternal "Price is Right" parting gift of Turtle Wax, Clark tosses in John Does 1-10.
You've got to click here to see this crazy case, so you can tell children and grandchildren who will hear the tale whispered in the hallways of Minnesota's law schools (and those in Wisconsin, too, I imagine) "I was there. I watched the whole thing go down moment by moment, when Clark started her blog and Johnny blogged about her blog and she filed all that crazy stuff in Wisconsin, holed up in a motel near a Native American casino, with a Kevlar helmet duct taped with the silvery wrappers of a couple dozen Hershey kisses. She always claimed the helmet belonged to Johnny Northside himself. Well, how the hell would THAT happen? Wouldn't he have to turn in his helmet after he came back from Afghanistan?"
The lawsuit, such as it is, more or less tries to say there's a conspiracy against Clark because she ran for judge and advocates for people of color. There are so many actions alleged against Clark, oh yes, but these things were "crescendo-ing" (Clark's crazy word, hyphen and all) during the 2012 election period. Clark also notes that "since 2010" her clients have "suffered losses in every single case in which a judge made a decision."
To which the blogger replies: Maybe Clark should sue HERSELF on behalf of her clients for being the worst attorney in Minnesota and now also WISCONSIN?
The Hairs Stand Up On The Back Of Johnny Northside's Neck
Oh, here's the best part! Here's the part that mentions the Johnny Northside blog without mentioning Johnny Northside.
However, in civil cases, even when a client of Clark's won with a jury, the Minnesota Court of Appeals broke with its long-standing (sic) tradition of upholding jury verdict, (sic) and rule against Clark's client.
Clark cries she's being ganged up upon, saying her enemies "pounced" when they knew she was suffering from a disability and says she'd been pushed to the point she can "no longer function." (Albeit Clark may not be referring to the PRESENT moment in terms of "inability to function," all the same, it sure looks like she can no longer function as an effective advocate for anybody or anything, including herself)
Clark mentions that a letter about her "medical situation" got loose and was used to trash Clark in "the blogosphere" just before the August 14 primary election.
To which this blogger responds: Clark, I don't really think about timing when I trash you, I simply do it whenever information falls into my hands. I really would appreciate, however, if you'd mention my blog by name since it helps me win a certain neighborhood drinking game.
Clark also mentions that she's been prescribed the drug Depakote, (also known as Valproic acid) but she has a "deeply held belief" that bodies should be cured using "natural substances and methods." In a line that's truly strange, Clark fears the court will accept nothing but "western, allopathic proof." The word "allopathic" is apparently a word used by proponents of "alternative medicine" to describe, well, what most Americans would think of as "standard" medicine.
I Saw The Witch Doctor, And This Is What He Said
Johnny Northside blog would like to point out that if there's ANY good place to learn how to be some kind of freaking witch doctor following a failed law career, it's probably in the Southwestern desert. Clark, have you read any of those Carlos Castenada books? Amazing stuff! One time, when I lived in El Paso, I dumpster dived some kind of witchy black garb and I thought, oh, that's interesting. Some kind of magic costume, a sort of black robe almost like a judge would wear, but WITCHY, you know?
Well, I had it in the trunk of my car and I tried to sell it to a guy at a flea market who often bought the junk I dumpster dived. He wouldn't touch it. He was scared of it, said it belonged to a "brujo" which I learned meant a witch doctor in Spanish. Well, wouldn't you know it? I had that thing in the trunk of my car and another vehicle PLOWED RIGHT INTO THE TRUNK AT THAT VERY SPOT, like the black garb was just ATTRACTING that kind of negative energy.
Anyway, I feel like we're really communicating, here, blogger to blogger, and I just wanted to say this stuff to you. There's nothing more "Western" in thought than the adversarial court system. You need to get out before it eats your soul for a snack.
Jill Clark, Magnet For Bad Energy
In the lawsuit, Clark writes "At this point is also seems (sic) that just when Clark was getting ready to prepare papers, or to testify against state court judges, that her health would fail."
(Malingering! cough cough)
Clark said she "left Minnesota for a day, and felt better outside the house" and, in a part that's getting kind of spooky, she writes that she thinks there was something in the house doing her harm kind of like when the Brady Bunch went to Hawaii and Bobby found the little tiki doll in a cave.
Well, OK, Clark didn't mention a tiki doll but she did mention "something in the house doing her harm" and right away all kinds of weird horror movie stuff flashes through my mind, skeleton hands coming out of walls, deep Amityville horror voices shouting GET OUT OF THE HOUSE!!!!
Speaking directly to Clark's sick brain via my bloggy mind control, Johnny Northside says, "I know you got rid of the raggedy old rug, but there's some other EVIL SHIT in the house harming you through negative energy fields. It's your LAW LICENSE, in its frame. That's what's attracting all the BAD ENERGY to you. Even if you destroy it, as long as you are actually licensed the BAD ENERGY will continue to come your way."
Anyway, skipping down near the bottom of the lawsuit to find out why the heck Clark threw the nurses in with these illustrious and numerous defendants, it appears Clark's alleging Trisha Farkarlun's allegations weren't adequately investigated by medical personnel, by which Clark apparently means Farkarlun's false and crazy rape allegations against police officers that were proven false in court. Interestingly, Clark merely alleges the medical authorities didn't investigate sufficiently and doesn't accuse them of being part of a CONSPIRACY.
This "Jill Clark sues the western world view" lawsuit document is dated September 2. After such an exquisite banquet of crazy cheese culinary concoctions, can we hope for MORE from Clark's new blog? If so, I will have to write about it in a follow up, or SEVERAL!!!
For now I will summarize as follows:
Stick a fork in Clark. She's done. Soon enough we'll probably next find her at the Burning Man Festival in the Black Rock Desert, dancing around naked, receiving "energy" from the stars and contemplating an "alternative healer slash lounge singer" career under an imaginative alias.
God speed the day and spare the trees.