Homeless Population Reduction Through Legislation To Cause Their Starvation and Internment

By Robert Stanford

Modesto City Councilman, The Real Estate holding Robber Baron, Joe Muratore, driven by the likes of Mike Moridian and his significant voting sect of Modesto City Council District 4 and the perpetual PMZ (Petrulakis, Madison and Zagaris) agricultural heritage killing machine that literally, now owns the entire City of Modesto, to the point of constructing it’s very constitution, the Modesto City Charter, proposed legislation that would make it a crime to feed people in public.

A law that Joe Muratore consistently referred to as “non-prohibitive”.

Muratore’s efforts to implement this anti-humanitarian legislation did not fare well due to public outcry. A public consisting of no more than two individuals, namely former mayor and internet radio host, the gouted and self-serving Carmen Sabatino and Modesto Airport District Community Activist, Robert Stanford, a freak that no one seems to understand nor believe.

After seeing himself likened to a traditional fascist on the internet by Robert Stanford and chastised by the fair weather glutton, Carmen Sabatino as being nothing more than a spear-head for an anti-homeless power group, he relented his attempts at direct implementation of the anti-homeless legislation and instead, took the more subtle approach of forming a “Blue Ribbon” committee through the powers of the Modesto City Council to sugar coat his plans for homeless elimination through starvation and internment.

The members of the committee were carefully picked to be lauded as advocates of poverty, when in reality, all but two of the members were nothing more than politically hungry moguls wearing the badges of charity as the wolves in sheep’s clothing they are.

Steve Madison: Often referred to as the PMZ Machine’s middle name, he has lofted himself into the local Salvation Army’s Red Shield board, buying his way with money and power to the Director’s chair.

Mike Moradian: The head of the La Loma Neighborhood Association that proclaimed his intent to run for the Modesto City Council District 4 council seat in the 2009 election, yet stepping down to allow the real estate robber baron fascist, Joe Muratore to run in his place.

Just recently, Mike Moradian, according to the Modesto Bee, caused the Modesto Union Gospel Mission to lose fifty thousand dollars. But of course, in the grand schemes of the Modesto Union Gospel Mission, that was probably little more than chump change, since the Mission is historically known for taking in far more than it distributes to the community. The meals it serves consists of nothing more than scanty portions of the cheapest food they could possibly serve.

Darryl Fair: A preacher, a primary shield used by all members of the committee, including the Committee’s chair, who ignorantly, if not falsely touts the man as having the only “homeless church” in the city of Modesto,

Mr. Fair has financial aspirations of gaining financing through the Modesto Parks and Recreation Department’s Julie Hannon, to fund future “non-profit” endeavors. Like the Modesto Union Gospel Mission, the biggest benefactor will be the stake holders of the organization itself, not necessarily those it serves.

Cindy Hamilton: One of two female pastors from Modesto’s First Methodist. Indoctrinated into the general Modesto political philosophy of go along to get along, many of her statements seemed to contradict the apparent message of the church she represents as she was so quick to side with those that consistently proclaimed that leaving paper plates and other trash lying about was likened to a deadly sin. And that this, if for no other reason is why something must be done about the “homeless problem”. Not that the suffering of these people are the problem, but rather that a few paper plates left on a park lawn is what is the motivating factor to address the situation of homelessness according to the specific and direct instructions of Joe Muratore.

Vanessa Czopek: The head of the Stanislaus County Library, one who showed her true colors when she disposed of forty years worth of back issues of Writer’s Digest, which was an asset of the library to say the least.

Just as she attempted to show her fiduciary aptitude by destroying assets of the library as a mock demonstration of cutting spending and being able to handle a budget in lean times (such as the ridiculous contruction of yet another monument to the Bee‘s past and present publisher Lynn Dickerson‘s deceased son), so too did she show her ineptness in her position on the board by constantly whining and complaining about the homeless in and around the library. Once again, it’s about the trash. Yet she did not care to discuss the lack of responsibility taken by the security guards our library taxes pay for.

Brad Wilson: Works at the mission and is probably the only one that has actual “hands on experience” with the homeless, whether they be alcohol/drug dependent or merely displaced. He was suspiciously not present at this meeting.

Frank Ploof: A progressive democrat, coming fresh from management of the Les Marsden for Congress campaign, he was inadvertently accepted to the committee, probably due to his quiet and subtle demeanor.

Besides myself, Mr. Frank Ploof was the only one to use words such as “individual” “human being” “respect” and a host of others that are conveniently foregone from the vocabulary of everyone else present that evening. He would speak of exhaultation of people’s lives, while all the while, the insidious and evil Mike Moradian would downplay the efforts as impossible and hopeless.

Modesto City Councilman Joe Muratore: Though, it was said to me on an earlier telephone conversation with David Wright, the chair of this “final solution” committee, that Joe Muratore’s presence was too much of a kindling for descent.

Joe Muratore is also, among other things, a member of the Modesto Commonwealth Club. Another political spring-board, just like the College Neighborhood Association and La Loma Neighborhood Association.

David Wright: An insurance salesman, bastardizing the very name of Jesus Christ himself in his attempt to please his political master, Modesto City Councilman, Joe Muratore.

David Wright now heads up the committee for homeless elimination.

Constantly, he vacillates between ambiguous Bible passages and close associations, that he calls, “partnerships” with ministers.

More than anything, David Wright’s talent lies in his ability to reduce the number of homeless to the number of beds that are available at the Modesto Union Gospel Mission - less than two hundred. And he does not just do this to the homeless population but also reduces the sign cant numbers of the organizations, churches and individuals that strive to improve the lives of the poverty stricken and displaced.

Upon entrance into infamous Room 2008 at Modesto’s lavish and wastefully lit City Hall, I found myself alone with the chair of the organization. A man that I had recently spoken with on the phone at length by his very own request through another Neighborhood Watch Precinct Captain, David Wissner. Yet, Mr. David Wright suddenly only recognized me from the Modesto City Council Committee on Public Safety meeting that had spurned this “final solution” committee due to Joe Muratore’s lack of courage in implementing Steve Madison’s anti-individual charity law.

“You haven’t seen my website?”, I asked casually.

“No I haven’t. Where do you do your work?”

“The Airport District.”

“You know a few homeless do you?”

My gaze became fixated on the features of his enduring Polident grin. Forcefully, I spoke again, “I work with a LOT of homeless.”

Just then, Sony Harrigfeld walked in. My gaze switched from Mr. Wrights robotic mannequin form to the young woman, as I eagerly awaited to see which name tag she would sit in front of. Yet, she sat by none and took up a seat directly across from me at the opposite end of the conference table.

Wrapped in the very moment of my acknowledgement to her presence by little more than a nod, I simultaneously queried the mannequin once again, “Hey, I understand that there’s a public comment period. How long is that for?”

Without breaking that Polident grin of his, he said, “Legally we don’t have to have one. This is a commission. A commission is….”

“I am very familiar with what a commission is, sir”, I said, abruptly interrupting him in mid-sentence. That was not the question I posed to you. I asked you how long your public comment period was. Five minutes? Three minutes?”

“We don’t legally have to have one.”

“Yes, the City attorney told me that.”, I said, wondering if he had seen the letter I had written threatening to sue the City of Modesto for Brown Act violations, since it was obvious he had lied to me when he had said that he had not visited my website. That was even more apparent by his ever increasingly intense condition that resembled cerebral palsy in it’s advanced stages, as he listened to every word I spoke in a daisy chain of frightful and apprehensive expectations. I leveled my question, “How long is it?”

“Well, it’s as long as you want. Everyone is free to speak.”

Then the middle name of the PMZ agricultural heritage killing machine of the Central Valley, Steve Madison entered the room with the stern look of a mental institution prison guard looking at me as though he were quickly trying to gauge just how much Thorazine he had on hand to take me completely out of his way.

After the head of the Building Industry, was followed by the self-professed preacher man, Darryl Fair entered, avoiding any signs that he could see me staring hard at him, as though I were about to leap up and ask him for some change. He entered with what one would think were the Church secretary, but I guess it was his wife. (Sorry about that). And with the arrogance of the same ilk one often sees within the Modesto Union Gospel Mission’s walls.

Vanessa Czopek from the Stanislaus County Library political front stormed in with the determination of coming off as much as possible as an aged Aunt Bee, ready to feed everyone cherry pie alamode.

But like all political prisoners inside themselves, there is really no pie to be had. Just another babbling dementia stricken soul, nervously whoring through life like the former mayor, Carmen Sabatino. The kind of poor soul that you would breath a sigh of relief while reading their obituary, saying to yourself, “Well. They are in a better place now.” Where is Jack Kavorkian when you need him?

Frank Ploof was the next player to parade into the room. The only rational and pure heart on the commission, aside from Brad Wilson .

It was obvious that he did not want to taint his already faltering image with the group by giving me a high-five or anything more than a muted hello and possibly a slip that he knew me on a first name basis. Or should I say, “knew of me.”

I looked back over to the lady that had first ventured in and sat across from me at the opposite end of the conference table.

She had the look as though she had been gazing at me the whole time. I could see that besides Frank Ploof and Brad Wilson, there was at least someone in the audience that was on the side of the homeless themselves and not just there as NAZI mercenaries, hell bent on eradicating the homeless for their political gain through Steve Madison, Mike Moradian or Joe Muratore. Or God forbid, all three.

Alas, her reason for being there, was that she was the speaker for that evening. She was from the Environmental Resources Division of the County Parks and Recreation Department. Not to be confused with the practically exact same thing from the city - the ordinances that comprise “what” is to be enforced are quite different, as the County fulfills State of California health and safety (food) mandates and the City of Modesto goes well beyond that by implementing their own legislation developed through the whims of the few that control the legislative history of the City of Modesto. (PMZ - Petrulakis, Madison and Zagaris).

The meeting commenced and the Chair of the commission set about to further NAZI Joe Muratore’s goal to eliminate the homeless through starvation and legislation against their civil rights as well as those that would have otherwise assisted them. As the fool he is he obviously thought no one would dare protest as he immediately by-passed the public comment period and launched straight away into agenda item, number 2 - the minutes from the last meeting.

“Hey, excuse me. Are we going to have a public comment period?”, I asked brazenly as everyone’s eyebrows raised in response to my question than eased upon everyone looking toward the chair and awaiting his victorious and succinct response.

“Why, uh yes. You may speak Mr. Stanford.”, he replied, shaking so severely, it gave me pause to debate with myself whether I should take my belt off and lodge it between his mandibles, so that he would not inadvertently swallow his tongue - or his dentures.

“My name is Robert Stanford. I am a Civil Rights Activist. I primarily advocate for the Modesto Airport District and I am a candidate for the 2011 Modest Mayoral race.

I have worked with the homeless for many years, and I have seen how these feeding sites that you have said you want to eliminate have blossomed from ideas over and over again, growing and flourishing through the necessity of not just the homeless, but also the seniors, the disabled and others that otherwise would not be able to eat and partake of what little nourishment that they get now.

I was here during the first Public Safety Commssion meeting when Joe Muratore introduced his desire to enact legislation that would make it illegal for one to break bread with their neighbor in public or in the home if the person they were breaking bread with were at a poverty level income status.

Your numbers that you report to the public regarding the homeless population are way too low. I believe that they are purposely low.

I know that you do this intentionally, so that you can justify to people that it’s a good and proper thing - even a spiritual thing to eliminate services to the poor and in affect, actually starve these individuals, because you believe that this will make them leave the area so that you do not have to look at them walk by your house anymore.

I am here today to tell you that I will not allow this come to pass.”

My speech was rather short for as impassioned as it was. I did not go any further than 2 to 2 ½ minutes at the most, and I no more than had sat down when the preacher man blurted out a question, “Uh…uh….hold on a minute. Uh, I wanna ask a question to this, uh, this gentleman. Now, just so I understand. Just so I get this straight, uh, so you are saying that this committee right here,” he motioned his hand as though he were a witch adding the final abra-cadabra incantation to some potion, “that this committee, uh, that we are suppose to make it illegal to be homeless?”

“No, I said, that is not what I said. What I said was that Joe Muratore attempted to introduce legislation to make it a crime to break bread with one’s neighbor in the city of Modesto. An ordinance if you will. Do you not remember? You were there.”

“So, then, uh, what you’re sayin’ is that Joe Muratore is trying to pass a law and that’s what this committee is for.”

“Yes.”

“uh huh”, he said finally bringing the exchange to a close with a smirk and a wave off of his hand. But rumor has it that he will not relent because he has some fingers in the Modesto City Government pie - something more to add to his “salary”.

No one wants to discuss the reality. They only want to get rid of the homeless any way they can get away with. They are not concerned with shut ins, the elderly, the disabled, nor are they even concerned with the displaced families that have sky-rocketed in numbers. For many individuals in this demographic also share of many of these services the committee has stated are excessive and need to be eliminated.

NAZI Joe Muratore wants them gone. So he can fulfill his campaign promises to make the homeless go away by starving and interning them. Going so far as to make it a crime to break bread with your neighbor.

Am I to be the only one to protest this atrocity disguised as crime prevention?

The chair immediately forewent the rest of the agenda and began to insert Joe Muratore’s wishes, elegantly playing his part as NAZI Joe Muratore’s mouth-piece. “Ok. I propose that we cut off feeding the homeless everywhere accept for Beard Brook Park. We can allow non-profits to sign up for this and then they can rotate. We can feed there everyday.”

To which I brought up my concerns, concerning the limited geographical perceptions that were put forth regarding where the homeless were. That they were not just restricted to the outskirts of the Modesto Airport District along Yosemite where the Modesto Union Gospel Mission resides at the end of the La Loma neighborhood, but that they were all over the city and that by shutting down their access to food and other services was quite frankly, inhumane.

To which Mike Moradian accused me of being off-topic and threatened to eliminate all future public input on the commission throughout the rest of their six month life, at the end of which they make their recommendations to the Modesto City Council, which of course will consist of legislation designed to cause the literal starvation and internment of our most poverty stricken citizens.

Frank Ploof had a report to give as an acting member on the committee. But he had to also remind the mannequin puppet, Mr. Dave Wright, that he had passed him by, causing the mannequin to “table” his proposal to intern the city’s homeless to one park.

“Oh, I’m sorry“, the mannequin chair of the committee chirped out. “Go ahead, do you have something to report?”, as though all of Frank Ploof’s effort and research were not all he claimed they were. So much so, that the mannequin, Dave Wright, acted as though it would be preposterous for Frank Ploof to present a report he could not even possibly have.

Frank Ploof then laid out research he had done on an organization that provided outreach to the homeless and provided them with a home without the transistion in between as is typically conducted by most organization now, what with how few of the homeless that they even serve.

Moradian seemed to take offense at the reference to me, that I actively sought out homeless individuals. Not so much clarifying assistance but discrediting everything I do for and with the homeless as nothing more than a lie, since I do not “provide an immediate home” for them. This of course coming from the guy that, back in March, cost the Modesto Union Gospel Mission fifty thousand dollars by filing an appeal to their permit to expand their detox center and lying to the general public regarding the intentions of the Mission as well as threatening to completely shut the mission down based on a plethora of health and safety code violations.

Of course Moradian relented with the self-proclaimed “assistance” of my Mayoral 2011 race opponent, Brad Hawn.

The presenter that evening gave Mike Moradian everything he needed to close down all of the organizations that feed in the Modesto City parks with no more effort than making a complaint to the division of the Parks and Recreation department that is equivalent to the State of California’s health department.

Since it is illegal, according to the presenter, Ms. Harrigfield, to provide food to the general public in any public park in the City of Modesto anyway.

The only reason that they were still allowed to serve people food in the park at this time, was because Mike Moradian has been to much of a moron to even bother to call and complain. But that will soon be an obstacle removed, as Mike Moradian will now proceed to call the health department on a myriad of individuals and religious organizations as well as non-profits to do his part to take a bite out of the undesirables and begin the starvation process in hopes of the homeless migrating out of the City of Modesto, or simply dying of starvation within Modesto.

It makes no difference to the insidious Mike Moradian, a man that would orgasm at the site of a homeless person writhing from being covered with kerosene and set ablaze. That is as long as it did not scorch his lawn.

The lack of outcry from the general public of the City of Modesto disturbs me. Perhaps I am not doing my job.

Copyright 2011 Robert Stanford All Rights Reserved.