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HUNGER STRIKE 6TH REPORT
Saturday, 27 January 2001, 42ND day.
First of all, thank you to all the people who are continually offering
their support and special thank you to the "team" who has been
working so hard to spread the knowledge of my "diet" far and
wide.
And anybody who might be monitoring our e-mails, phone calls et. with
intent to spy on us and try to limit our achievements, screw you, WE WILL
WIN! Because together we are strong, the truth is on our side.
And the most important reason is, it's for our children.
I was visited by my doctor yesterday, he phoned to ask if he can "pop
in" to see me and was around 5 minutes later with a shrink. We had a
nice chat and they agreed with me on most points discussed, except the
dieting, of course. They do admit however that I am not mad, not yet
anyway, and that my reasons are valid but, think that I ought to pursue
the matter through the "normal" channels. I think they've
changed their mind a little after I explained about the state of the
"normality" in the family courts. The same shrink as involved
last July when I was accused of hiding a 357 magnum under the floorboards
and helped me to clear the matter, so we thought, but in her latest
statement to the high court she is pulling the same allegation once more.
I, on the other hand, have found out that it is possible to have somebody
forced into psychiatric evaluation without them agreeing, their doctor can
do it, there is hope here to prove that my ex indeed is not fit to be a
mother unless she is prepared to get some help.
We all know that child/children who grow up without one of the parents
could suffer mentally, my belief is that it could be just as bad if one of
the parents neglects the child/ren. My ex is a living proof of that. She
was mentally and physically abused and neglected by her parents. Before
anybody said that I am being "hostile" again, as I said before,
I am in a possession of her diary which proves my point. If anybody out
there would like to psycho-analyse it, I would gladly supply a copy.
Anyway, back to the nitty-gritty.
My tiredness is getting much worse, on few occasions, even when I as doing
something and trying to stay awake, I've just "dropped of for few
minutes. It could be due to sleep deprivation of last several months I
suppose but is getting more aggravated. It's lot worse when it happens
while you got a mug of hot coffee in your hands one moment and
"privates" on fire the next.
How cold is it out this days? -50, -60, it sure fills like it. Cannot get
warm at all yet wake up in a cold sweat every morning (unless some sod
creeps in while I'm asleep and pours a bucket of water over me). my arm
and leg muscles are very painful, even just using the keyboard is a bit of
a strain.
Getting a bit thinner too. Now I can go for a cheap x-ray, torch in front
and piece of cardboard behind and presto, there's all the bones.
My weight is currently (as at ten AM today) 8 stone and 4 pounds,
(52 1/2 kilograms (or for our American and Canadian friends 116 pounds).
Loss over last week is 4 pounds, 2 kilograms (I've already said pounds)
and total loss to date is 2 stone and 4 pounds, 15 1/2 kilograms or
32 pounds. Anybody out there with a bit of helium and a balloon, I'm
looking for a cheap transport. All the weights are to the nearest pound.
Joking aside, I know, I am running out of time so here is the special
announcement that I've mentioned earlier this week:
First of all as from today I'll be making my reports twice weekly,
Saturdays and Wednesdays.
Second, I have been postponing the time to make some important decisions
for as long as I could but, no more, I do not want to leave chaos behind.
I do agree that if my health was to suddenly deteriorate drastically, i.e.
I could no longer walk or any of the organs were to fail,
I am to be hospitalised and put on a drip if necessary,
however, no solids. In case of coma, it is my wish to be taken of the life
support if I am not resuscitated within two weeks.
To ease the heavy burden that I've placed on my dear friend Steve, there
are few other people keeping in contact over the phone.
Steve has got my full authorisation to deal with anything on my behalf in
case that I am incapacitated, including my bank accounts and property and
as I've seen the shrink today and he did not have me committed, my marbles
must be still all there so I am able to make this decision of my free will
and of sound mind, as they say.
For all of you out there who offered your support and worked hard, don't
let it be wasted, now is the time to push even harder, soon you might be
dealing not just with child abusers but murderers as well. And they must
not be let off, IT IS FOR OUR CHILDREN AND OUR CHILDREN'S CHILDREN AND ALL
THE ABUSED PARENTS. And don't ever forget it.
Well, here it is, I've probably managed to bore you to death, few who
stayed awake anyway so I'll finish.
Last, but most important to me, tell my boys how much I loved them and
missed them.
All the best.
Len
Len Miskulin
A CARING FATHER - apparently lowest kind of life form and insane criminal
according to british legal system.
CHILDREN NEED BOTH PARENTS
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HUNGER STRIKE
- NINTH REPORT (THE LAST)
First of all, thanks, even though the support seems to have more or less
died at the moment I'd like to thank you anyway.
As most of you already know, injunction against me was upheld, it breaches
the Human Rights Act left, right and centre but the judge from Middle Ages
does not care. He is not going to stop me however, he just made me really
pissed off.
I spent last couple of days thinking as what is the best course of action,
for a man alone (as previous experience has thought me) to take.
There are a very few choices, I can stay and fight a very lonely fight and
gradually end up with absolutely nothing but hope to pick up few others in
support on the way, I can go back to Croatia and start a new fight from
there as I would be out of UK jurisdiction and still have some sort of
life but loose my boys, most likely forever or I can go to jail, not pass
go, not collect £200 and stay there for the rest of my life being looked
after in relative luxury by her majesty. As I am not really used to living
in luxury, I'll have to pass on the last one anyway.
Well, I am still thinking about the other two, as I am still not sure
which direction to take. Rather difficult choice but as I seem to be
somewhat masochistic I'll probably end up with the first one, while making
up my mind. Life's a s&*t and than you die.
Photo, attached, shows my weight as it was at midday, Saturday, 17
February 2001.
I hade half a bowl of soup (alright, chicken and mushroom, creamed, if you
really must know) and a little bit of bread around ten AM today (Sunday?).
Yes, you heard right, I have decided that it's time to get fat again. 63
days of dieting makes you dream about chocolate and cream cakes even when
you think you are awake and, my God, I am surely having some today, even
if it puts me in a hospital.
Tomorrow, Monday, I am going to phone my doctor and ask him to assist me
in getting back to normal, recommend a "safe" diet for a first
couple of weeks and in general advise me about anything I ought to know.
I also intend to get very fit over next few months so I can really stick
the boot in, if and when necessary.
Now, lets hear those suggestions about the civil unrest/disobedience,
class action and anything else that you can think of (commandos training
manual, safe handling of semtex, or urban warfare manual would be a good
idea, plain brown wrapper only, please, oh yes, throw in a couple of Uzi's
while you at it ), I reckon I've got couple of weeks before I can walk
(near enough normally) again, so I might just as well use this time to put
my brain in overdrive and digest everything you send me, lots I hope.
As we said before, NO MORE PUSSY FOOTING.
Lets get this show on the road, spread this as far and as wide as possible
- I am not dead but, I am really pissed off with what they've done to me
and
EAGER TO GET EVEN (can somebody lend me a baseball bat please, fell like
taking serious interest in sport all of a sudden).
All the best.
Len
Len Miskulin
A CARING FATHER - apparently lowest kind of life form and insane criminal
according to british legal system.
CHILDREN NEED BOTH PARENTS
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