Chief Doan’s Shoes Have Been Identified Online
Shoes can often tell you all that you need to know about a person. I always size a person up by the quality, style, and cleanliness of their shoes. Although I have seen a lot of ugly shoes, none have been so strikingly deficient as the pair I spied one day upon a shady client calling himself John Doe and his so-called wife Jane. I said to myself: I am making a mental note of those dogs. Sure enough, ten years later, I saw those clod-hoppers again. Miraculously finding the ugly shoes on Getty Images, was not as surprising as discovering that they were Chief David Doan’s Shoes.
You have, of course, seen crime movies where a detective miraculously discovers old photographs that help to solve the mystery. Sometimes this dramatic technique seems unbelievable or unreal when seen on television, however discovering clues by scrutinizing old photographs occurs in real life. It happened to me and it can happen for you. Now I know the identity of who my “chief” tormentor is. For the past ten years, or maybe even longer, former Los Angeles Police Department Deputy Chief Robbery/Homicide David Doan has been conducting an undercover investigation of my paralegal practice. It has been over five years since I have even done any paralegal work but that doesn’t stop Chief Doan’s clandestine operation.
The Chief’s problem is that his immense undercover operation is not so undercover anymore. One night while investigating photographs on the Internet, I examined a picture of Chief Doan’s shoes, and realized that ten years ago, the Chief and his wife, had surreptitiously interviewed me while posing as a paralegal client seeking my divorce document services.
Investigation Sometimes Means Scrutinizing Photo Libraries
One evening while in a fugue state, staring at those shoes for fifteen long minutes, suddenly it hit me. I recognized those cheap brown shoes from my 2010 undercover interview conducted by LAPD Chief Doan and his wife Terri at the International House of Pancakes at Los Angeles International Airport in Westchester, California.
Mr. and Mrs. David R. Doan tried to pass themselves off as husband and wife seeking help filing out their divorce paperwork. My intuition told me something was wrong with these two and so I flipped my wig and ran out of the restaurant.
California Masonic Code §804.350. WITHDRAWAL OF APPLICATION. Automatic Rejection for Physical or Mental Disability
The Masonic investigating committee will make a special report if it finds the applicant subject to mandatory disqualification for no reason other than the following:
1. Insufficient residence;
2. Physical or mental disability; or
3. Your application is received within 12 months after your rejection by another duly tiled Lodge of Free and Accepted Masons.
Duane Joslyn received a deMolay waiver for his Cerebral Palsy
Bro. Duane Joslyn verbally assaulted me from his wheelchair on the Friday that President Trump declared a COVID-19 National Emergency.
Joslyn was gurgling at me from his wheel chair but I couldn’t understand him because he is difficult to understand even when he is calm. It turns out that Joslyn was angry because I beat up Michael Magliato out on the patio in front of three witnesses on Wednesday. No reason, just didn’t like his face. I dunno maybe I just don’t like people from New Jersey.
Remind Me Not to Talk to MHC Employees While They Are Milking the Masonic Cow
The next day, on Saturday morning, I made a joke to nursing assistant Becky about our house spaniel, Lucy. Lucy barks at even long-time residents when she is startled. I was joking that spaniels are not as smart as German Shepard’s when Becky quipped, “If you don’t like it complain to Judy.” Becky’s fucked-up attitude is emblematic of many of the employees who are milking the Masonic Cow here in Covina, California. There is no point in wasting my precious time with petty complaints to Judy when I can feel good about blogging about Becky milking the Masonic Cow.