Liberty In Peril

... Formerly

  The Llano Ledger

Newsletter Text V441  ©2015 All Rights Reserved
December 25, 2015

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Publisher's Note: This publication receives no financial support through advertising.  Although shaken down, looted, and abused by corrupt government, area businesses remain unwilling to stand up.  Locals are too gutless to donate financially, cowardly fearing retribution.  For this publication to survive, national readers need to contribute.  Liberty In Peril is, has been, and will always remain beholden to NO ONE. -- Precisely why there is no financial assistance.  ... From day of launch and certainly a no-brainer to this very day, firmly resolved to walk away first rather than compromise principle. -- To the chagrin of many and delight of few.    T.C. (5-7-13).

For new readers:  Fascism, nazism, national socialism defined as the pernicious blend of government, business, and religion. 'Justified' by perversion and bastardization of the latter.

Newsletter Text V441

No matter what, no matter where, this publication will remain up and running.  For it to remain centered here, however, financial and/or material support must be provided.  Status quo, unsustainable.  Time to step up.  Now.

December 25, 2015

Ongoing Personal Family Business
Todd Jones
J&S Fiasco
Niesom Fiasco
Cowardly Local Business Community
Aching Hypocrisy
Pubescent Sexuality


Welcome.   Liberty In Peril has been relaunched at a new URL:  libertyinperil.com.  This is a new commercial site hosted in an overseas country, which unlike our own, does value free speech, Net security, privacy, equally importantly, despises hackers.  Banks too big to fail should not have the ability to shut down ftp servers on four Liberty In Peril websites, making upload impossible.  -- Simply, because they don't want the truth of their criminal activity reported to the public.

Should this site not be kept up, running, and fully operational, the libertyinperil.com domain will be quickly moved to a different host despite cost and hassle.  No more bullsh-t.  Criminal complaints will be prepared and filed against Amanda Wright, Lynn Massey, and the equally criminal bastards in the Wells Fargo corporate management suite for egregious deceptive trade practices.

Email notification of local businesses of these practices, has and will, continue unabated until Wells Fargo accepts responsibility, ceases these practices, and finally makes it right.  During the last several weeks after the ftp servers were hacked, a blizzard of these emails was sent to local businesses to keep intense pressure on the criminal bastards at Wells Fargo.  Copies of these emails were sent to bank officials.  They have been posted in this publication. ... We're already up to Salvo 73, -- and counting.

In addition and shortly, all new Newsletter Editions will feature an available abbreviated version, smart phone friendly, that can be accessed by clicking on the icon.  Will supplement the regular format of this publication.  This is being done because so many of you access this publication with smart phones and other devices with small screens.

This site has finally been fully uploaded.  All links appear to be properly working.  Typos in the rush to get material up have also been corrected.  There will be a few additional changes to be made as time allows.  Including, again, a smart phone-friendly abbreviated version of each future Newsletter Edition starting with v434  that will be available in addition to the regular edition.

Hopefully, now, I can finally get back to the business of this publication, that is exposure of corrupt, abusive, inept, clueless government lackeys beholden to their corporate masters, rather than dealing with recalcitrant webhosts.  We'll see.  With the libertyinperil.com domain, however, any necessary changes in webhosts will be easy to make since all links won't have to be changed or deactivated.

The pressure on Wells Fargo will continue unabated.  Should they further interfere with operation of this publication, it will simply provide additional fodder for criminal complaints to be filed against them.

On 9-22-15, Kingsland Wells Fargo Store Manager Amanda Wright forced closure of two accounts because for nearly three years this writer has publicly accused her, her predecessor Lynn Massey, and the Wells Fargo corporate management suite of engaging in criminal deceptive trade practices, as well as pressuring, unduly interfering and/or bribing webhosts to take these websites down.

Apparently, they have successfully managed to unduly influence and/or bribe the federal Consumer Financial 'Protection' Bureau and Texas Attorney General Consumer Protection Division as well.  Forget?  The bank is considered too big to fail.  Considers itself government.

For all practical purposes, that's perversely true.  They have money and resources to buy not only their human chattel, but their bought and paid for government lackeys.  Be interesting to see whether or not the U.S. Attorney is untouchable, or sadly, similarly capable of being bought.

Immediately after closure of these accounts, the three operational Liberty In Peril FTP servers were hacked.  What that means is that while all three sites remained operational and accessible to readers, new material could not be uploaded.  This continues to date.

Worse, 'free' accounts on all three 'free' webhosts conveniently no longer provide technical control panel support.  Clearly, they don't want to know there are problems.  Have managed, however, to find other ways to contact webhost management and have done precisely that.

Will take a criminal investigation to determine who hacked the sites, however.  Most likely, Wells Fargo had a hand in it.  Certainly, have the resources.  Highly, unlikely the Llano County Sheriff's Office was involved.  Hard to believe they would be that stupid.  The Bank, however, has nothing to lose.  Owns its government lackeys.  The Sheriff and his outrageously corrupt and abusive goons, however, can expect further exposure in this publication.  Should you have information regarding this or any other issue, contact me.  I will protect your identity.

Tim Chorney, Publisher
Liberty In Peril
Formerly,
The Llano Ledger
www.libertyinperil.com
www.libertyinperil.t15.org
www.libertyinperil.wink.ws
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www.libertyinperil.host-ed.me
P.O. Box 151
Buchanan Dam, Texas 78609

Publisher's Note:  The above is in the process of being emailed around  the community.  TC 11-5-15


12-25-15

Not surprisingly, there is no justice.  A grand jury refused to indict anyone in the death of Sandra Bland, whose death had been ruled a suicide in a Texas jail last summer.  Imagine that.  No one held responsible.  Yet, leave a kid in a hot car and you go to prison for manslaughter.  Interesting, isn't it?  Indeed, a double standard.  One for government goons.  Another for the rest of us.

The grand jury will meet again shortly to determine whether or not anyone will be indicted in her arrest.  An arrest that sparked protest.  Rightfully, so.    Snowball's chance of any justice, however.  Nazi America.  A goddamned fascist police-state.  Regardless, this case will be followed very closely.  Amusingly, the Right remains chagrined, outraged when anyone questions this bullsh-t.  Apparently, they believe their thugs can do no wrong.  Tough.


Merry Christmas to all and your loved ones.   The following is a Christmas tradition started last year in this publication.  Part 2 is indeed a continuation of Part 1.  Enjoy.

                                                    A Short Christmas Tale Part 1        December 25, 2014

*** Things get pretty hectic this time of year in NPC, -- North Pole City.  ... Santa's aging, hurting.  Arthritis a bit too much for the jolly old elf.  -- Pole Cat's worried.  Watched ole St. Nick age most gracefully.  Year after year.  Interestingly, been best friends with Santa's number one, good ole Rudolph a long, long time.  ... Why would a cat be close friends with a reindeer one might wonder?  Two peas in a pod.

Both have a shiny bright red nose that glows in the dark.  -- Both took a lot of grief from their compadres over the years.  Always one to think ahead, however, Santa thought Pole Cat could certainly take over Christmas Eve duties, fill in for the aging reindeer should it become necessary, -- eventually.  ... And sadly, it had just become so.  -- Aging had not been kind to Rudolph, what with having to move the sleigh some 600 miles a second with more than a little help from his friends of course.  -- Knees and hips had worn out over the years.

Pole Cat was a smart, experienced feline with another reason for wanting to make the trip, -- if his body could indeed hold up.  Cats have a remarkable knack of making social contact, communicating with one another.  Even at great distances.  Pole Cat had his eye for years on a sweet old friend named Purr in Forboden.   ... One heck of a good looking feline, -- if he had to say so himself.

Purr's mistress was Grandmarm.  A dear sweet elderly woman who took great care of Purr.  -- Purr always returned the favor.  Grandmarm was getting up there, -- almost 93.  Had been abandoned by her children, grandchildren, great grandchildren.  ... Same old same old about the young not caring about the old.  What ever changes?  Right?

Worried Purr.  Greatly.  Loved the dear old lady.  Grandmarm wasn't doing well.  Even Purr couldn't raise her spirits any longer.  Pole Cat knew all this.  Sensed it deep in his heart.  -- Goes back to that Zen thing cats seem to have such a knack for.  Decided something had to be done.  Now.  Also knew his best friend Rudolph might not be up to the rigors of the task fast approaching the very next night.  Christmas Eve.

... So did the jolly old elf himself.  First time in history.  Both knew what had to be done.  -- Pole Cat didn't really know if he had it in him, however.  Wasn't so sure of himself as he had been in his younger, bolder days.  Assured Santa and Rudolph he'd do his best no matter what.  More than ever, the old cat certainly wanted to finally meet Purr.  Might even get one last chance.  -- If he could make it.  ... Or, die trying.  Go for broke.  One last time.

Pole Cat got it in gear that most magical next night.  Managed to get the team up to flight speed.  As they approached the United States, Santa gave the order to reduce air speed.  -- So he could wave to the National Guard pilots there to greet them as they passed on their way to their first stop.  -- Always a tricky move since the pilots at full after burner still couldn't catch him at sleigh flight cruising speed.

Yet, the wave to the pilots was extremely important to Santa.  He even made a point of flying in formation with the jets all the way to his first destination.  For some reason or other, the pilots, however, were never believed by their commanders upon debriefing after their return to base.  -- But they knew the truth and that was all that mattered.

Purr and Grandmarm were exhausted that evening.  Retired earlier than usual.  -- Purr was more than happy to curl up on Grandmarm's bed that cold, cold December night.  Snow had been lightly falling all day.  A light sleeper, Purr got up in the middle of the night to nibble on some Tender Vittles Grandmarm always left her in the kitchen.  Imagine the old cat's surprise when she saw a warm red glow begin to overtake, overwhelm the kitchen.  Ambiance like she had never seen before.  What could it be?

Heard the gentle ring of sleigh bells in the backyard.  -- What the .... ???  Couldn't be, could it?  Purr quickly forgot the pain in her hind legs, the fact she was an old cat.  Jumped up like a kitten into the window to see what was happening outside.  Couldn't believe her eyes.  Blinked.  Rubbed a paw across both. Was she dreaming?

Then, heard a light tap on the glass.  Saw Pole Cat and Santa smiling at her.  Having just woken from the brilliant cherry-red glow permeating the house, Grandmarm stood right behind Purr.  A look of wonder quickly crossing her face.  A flashback to Christmas after Christmas many, many years ago.  As tears flowed down one cheek, then the other.

... A far more sinister flashback, as well, to incident after incident of violent physical abuse perpetrated by her father in the name of discipline all those decades before.  Had trouble walking days after a beating.  A fishing pole broken over her back.  No kid should ever have to live like this.  The overwhelming flow of emotion surprised her, --having thought she had put it all behind so, so long ago.

Purr turned around, looked up quizzically, lovingly rubbed her head against her hand, then uttered, "Brrooww?"  That is, "Mom, won't you let them in?  It's cold outside."  "Yes, you're quite right sweet, sweet darlin' my most favorite little girl.  What was I thinking?," responded Grandmarm struggling to regain some sense of composure.  -- A night Purr and Grandmarm would certainly never ever forget.  ... Nor would Pole Cat and Santa. ***

                                                        A Short Christmas Tale Part 2        December 25, 2015

***  Things had not gone well in NPC, -- North Pole City this past year.  Santa's health had markedly deteriorated.  There was no way he would be able to make the trip.  What to do?  There had always been a contingency plan.  Mrs. Claus in fact had made several trips over the years as co-pilot.  Knew what she had to do and how it needed to be done.

People had had the wrong impression of her.  Thought she only baked cookies and gingerbread men.  Not so.  Was truly an equal partner to Santa.  ...Must be said, however, -- sometimes to the old elf's chagrin.  ... He knew she was most unhappy about his decision to postpone deliveries to Syria for security reasons the last few years.

They had always agreed the one making the trip ultimately made the decision as to how it was to be executed.  --The first time in history Santa was scared.  Absolutely terrified.  For the safety of his wife and crew.  Santa had succumbed to ISIS terror.  Allowed these brutal bastards to effect his judgment.  Prevent him from doing his job.

Mrs. Claus believed the terrorists had won.  Default driven by unbridled fear.  Santa was quite aware she would probably force the issue if given the chance.  A growing sense of dread began to overtake him.  Paralyzing gut-wrenching terror.  His inability to make the trip this year was a perfect opportunity.  An opportunity she intended to take advantage of.

... And, indeed, she did.  But before doing so, decided to talk to Pole Cat first, -- who had guided the sleigh in Rudolph's absence the year before.  Pole Cat was certainly one tough old cat.  Game for just about anything.  Especially, in his day.  ... Had kicked every canine's gluteus maximi in the community bar none.  He just wouldn't put up with any dog poking fun at his brilliantly glowing red nose.  Even as he aged, they wisely gave him wide birth.

-- Mrs. Claus suspected she would have his support no matter what.  She did.  Not only that, advised he strongly suspected she would not only have his support, but that of Rudolph and the rest of the reindeer.  Mrs. Claus decided it was time to get the whole sleigh crew together for a strategy session. ... Without Santa's knowledge.

She planned to enter Syrian airspace at visual flight speed, -- rather than warp.  To make a point.  ... Everyone on the ground would see the sleigh.  They would know they were there and did exist.  More than just a tale believed in by tots.  Extremely dangerous.  They could be shot down.  Yet, Mrs. Claus believed it wouldn't happen.

-- Their visual presence would be so unnerving she thought it would protect them from harm.  More importantly, it would indicate there was a much higher power at work. There was.  The Creator had indeed empowered ole St. Nick several hundred years earlier.  Wasn't particularly happy about recent atrocities committed by ISIS, however, to say the least.

Mrs. Claus was quite aware of the Creator's profound chagrin, growing anger.  Frustration at the world's inability to solve a problem it had created.  She decided to finally do something about it.  At least make the attempt.  The day had come to meet with her crew.  She addressed Pole Cat, Rudolph, and the rest of the reindeer.  Explained her plan.  Then asked for a show of hands in support, excuse me, paws.  Every paw immediately shot up.  Including Rudolph's.  Quite an act of courage since he was still having severe problems with arthritis.

This was a trip he was not going to miss no matter what.  No matter the personal cost.  Including his life.  All the reindeer, as well as Pole Cat, were unhappy they had not delivered goodies to the children of Syria for several years.  All were willing to risk life and limb.  Mrs. Claus was most impressed with their courage.  Hid a tear or two as she saw every paw rocket up in support.  Unanimous support.  It was decided Pole Cat and Rudolph would fly lead, -- to light the way.

What she truly worried about was Santa's reaction to their decision.  She was going no matter what, however.  It was a week before Christmas.  She broke the news to the jolly old elf.  As expected, he was not a happy camper.  Feared for his wife and crew.  Knew she was determined, however.  Would go no matter what he thought or advised.

Santa had maintained contact with the American fighter pilots, however, that always greeted him when he approached U.S. airspace.  Phoned one of them when informed of his wife's decision.  The existence of Santa was well-known about the aviation community.  Although no one was willing to admit it.  Or talk openly.

That was about to change.  The President was quickly informed.   Despite the fact careers of the pilots were indeed at stake.  The decision was made by the coalition to cease all hostilities three hours before the sleigh was to enter Syrian airspace.  The cease fire would be in effect 24 hours.   Fighter jets were to be withdrawn to the Syrian border, kept fully armed, fueled, and in the air.  Allies were informed by unencrypted  command and control transmissions the enemy could not miss or mistake.

ISIS did not know what to think.  Thought it might be a ruse.  A trick.  Decided it best to play along.  Break off hostilities at the hour of truce.  See what happens.  Three hours later Mrs. Claus gave the order to drop out of warp about two hundred miles off the Syrian border.  Immediately, the sleigh came into visual contact with the fighter jets.

She waved to each as they broke off to remain out of Syrian airspace.  They were going in unescorted.  The squadron leader radioed her they were not being illuminated, that is, all anti-aircraft radar was still off.  He wished her luck and godspeed as the sleigh entered Syrian airspace.  They were flying in at visual flight speed.  On their own.  Unescorted.  No fighter cover.

Immediately,  ISIS ground fighters spotted the sleigh and reindeer.  Were astounded to see a cat and a reindeer illuminating the way with brightly lit red noses.  Not a shot was fired as the sleigh proceeded about its mission.  Delivery after delivery was made without incident or hostile action.  Live coverage of this most unusual night was provided by media as Mrs. Claus and her crew continued their work.  Indeed, a sight to behold.

When all deliveries were finished in Syria, Mrs. Claus ordered the sleigh back into warp to hopefully finish all deliveries within 24 hours, -- and dawn breaking.  Meanwhile, Grandmarm and Purr had watched the unfolding drama on the boob tube.  Both wondered if Mrs. Claus and Pole Cat would visit them before the night was through.

Doubted it since the sleigh would spend several additional hours in Syria making deliveries at visual flight speed.  Both were tired, totally exhausted from all the high drama.  Decided to retire for the evening.  Meanwhile, Mrs. Claus and crew were desperately trying to make up time.  Determined to finish the work before dawn.

As the first tinges of light appeared in the east, the sleigh dropped out of warp.  Mrs. Claus and crew could see Purr and Grandmarm's house right below.  As they drew closer, the red glow flooded the house, awakening both Purr and Grandmarm.  Both could see Mrs. Claus carrying two red coats as Grandmarm let them in.

Both were informed by Mrs. Claus they were to be guests of her and Santa at North Pole City.  The coats were to keep them warm for the trip to NPC.  They got in the sleigh and Mrs. Claus ordered warp drive.  A small fraction of a second later they dropped out of warp and were hovering above, receiving a standing ovation from the entire NPC community including Santa.  He was so proud of her and the crew.  Grateful they were all alive, but exhausted.

Twentyfour hours had passed.  The ceasefire was over.  Not a shot had been fired. ...48 hours had passed.  Still no gunfire.  Both sides were waiting for the other to make the first move.  Neither did. Three days later both sides, sadly, still had no clue how this would end.  Imagine that.  They couldn't figure it out.  Hadn't a clue.  What would it take? ***


The effort to expose Wells Fargo egregious deceptive trade practices continues.  Months ago to determinedly apply renewed pressure on our truly worthless, egregiously self-serving Texas Attorney General, now Governor, an excoriating email was sent to the bastard.  Copies of which were also passed on to both offending Wells Fargo officers.  A copy was also sent to the Davis campaign and others.

Voters did have a right to know as Attorney General, the GOP candidate for Governor apparently selectively investigated, or not, bona fide complaints filed by citizens against banks too big to fail.  Possibly, Wells Fargo could have lined his pockets in some fashion.  That has yet to be determined.

The bastard and his office, no matter what, failed to respond to the complaint originally snail mailed over a year ago.  This material, figuratively targeting Wells Fargo and the governor 'wannabe' now Governor, had been posted and can be found by scrolling all the way down and clicking on the links well below.

Will continue to do all I can to publicly expose this to all, both in this publication and elsewhere.  Have done precisely that with the following email sent to J. Sanders, Horseshoe Bay Resort.  A copy of it was also sent to offending Wells Fargo officer Amanda Wright.  She has, indeed, been promoted to branch manager. Reverse Darwinism.  Survival of the unfittest.

This young woman has indeed been rewarded by the Wells Fargo corporate management suite for engaging in criminal deceptive trade practices and her undying loyalty to her corporate masters.  The process to update those already informed of this fiasco has finally been completed.  This latest material can be found by clicking on Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 81, 12-25-15.


The name of this publication was changed some ten years ago from The Llano Ledger to Liberty In Peril.  The reason?  Simple.  Cowardly failure of this community to stand up to tyranny that has only exponentially worsened the last decade.  Clearly, demonstrated as well by the cowardly failure of businesses to financially support this publication.  Either through advertising or other financial support.  Too afraid doing so would enrage the bastards who run and own this hellhole County.

-- Despite the fact these businesses were, and are, being egregiously f--ked by these very same bastards.  Tough, isn't it?  Impossible to entertain any sympathy for cowardice, however.  Especially in view of the fact this writer has placed himself in great jeopardy taking on these corrupt, abusive, inept criminal bastards.  Alone.

Exactly, why you see no investigative material highly critical of these sons of bitches in other local rags.  Sadly, cowardly, all advertising income immediately dries up.  Consequently, the bastards continue their criminal chicanery with impunity.  On a rampage.  Thus, you get what you truly deserve.  Always.  Precisely, why this earlier name change to Liberty In Peril remains appropriate.  -- Despite the fact this writer has not yet left the area.  Ten years after originally intending to do so.  Thirty years in this goddamned godforsaken hellhole.

This writer, then and now, remains primarily interested in state, federal, and international issues.  Another reason for this publication name change.  Despite the fact I stupidly cluelessly remain here, local issues mustbe addressed.  Can't be ignored.  That's where you come in dear readers.  Have the courage to inform this writer of local abuse, corruption, ineptness you are aware of, have personally experienced.

... Information these criminal bastards do all they can to conceal, cover up.  Otherwise, how can they effectively sustain the charade and intended result?  Loot confiscation through a boot heel on the throat of the citizenry.

The only way, short of an unwanted dreaded second American revolution, to force badly-needed change is to expose all this to the light of day.  These bastards are beginning to understand they have a problem.  No question, the growing rage of those they've abused, looted, egregiously f--ked.  It's time to stand up.  Expose this corruption to glaring sunlight.  Otherwise, as fools, cowards, you will remain under their thumb.  From the loftiest business owner to those on the bottom of the food chain.  Wake up.  Grow a pair.

Still don't think that likely to happen.  After all, you're bought and paid for.  Owned.  Not only by your government masters, but their masters.  The corporate management suite.  Your employers.  Think not? Wake up.   You're human chattel.  Corporate-owned, bought and paid for.  Precisely, why you cowardly, compliantly literally bare your asses for corporate inspection by the company doctor.  Willingly, compliantly, cowardly piss in a cup under employer supervision.  To sit in front of a keyboard or stock shelves all day.  You have no control of your lives.  You're owned.  Forget?  For a measly salary, no job security, reduced to no benefits.  At a time of record corporate profits and cash reserves.

Then, you gallingly complain about the oppression as you tolerate egregious theft of your labor.  Not only by your corporate masters, but their bought and paid for government lackeys.  Too cowardly to stand up, allow disclosure of your identity when you rightfully complain to this publication of being mercilessly f--ked.  Some of you falsely arrested, criminally assaulted, bogusly fined for 'offenses' you did not commit.  To line County coffers.  Keep the peasants in line and under control.  A fascist police-state.  Nazi America.

Again, yet another reason why this publication is called Liberty In Peril.  Most galling?  Nothing changes if you fail to step up and challenge corrupt, abusive, inept authority.  Too afraid, cowardly compliant to let the bastards know who you are.  Did it ever occur to the cowards out there if the identity of the accuser is kept under wraps the bastards will falsely claim it's all made up by this publication?  Thus, conveniently killing all credibility.  Wake up.

Cowardice is unbecoming, unworthy of our formerly great country.  Insult to injury?  There are the hopelessly deranged who believe the chicanery reported here to be manufactured anyway.  No matter the effort.  No matter the research.  No matter the proof.  Wake up.  This writer cannot do it alone.  Snowball's chance in hell.  Then again, cowardice, delusion is always amply, justly rewarded.  Always. You continue to 'enjoy' the very best government money can buy.  Literally.

Tim Chorney



Tim Chorney, Publisher
Liberty In Peril
Formerly,
The Llano Ledger
libertyinperil@yahoo.com
P.O. Box 151
Buchanan Dam, Texas 78609
United States Of America

Cannot do it alone. Impossible. Not sustainableThis publication needs your financial and material supportBoth.  Time to step up.

Tim Chorney



Special Edition 8-15-14

JP2 Linda Ballard Recording

Click herefor a most interesting conversation between JP2 Linda Ballard and LCRA Communications Supervisor Mitch Hibbs who at the time was investigating a complaint made by the Henderson family against the 'judge.'  The recording had been made by Hibbs and provided by Phyllis Henderson who had gotten it through an open records request.   During the course of the recording you will hear the 'judge' make a terroristic threat against the Henderson family which the investigator laughingly shrugged off as a joke.

Seems former LCRA Ranger Lance Bilski, stepson of Llano County Sheriff Bill Blackburn, had been harassing the Henderson family regarding their tire business, Henderson Tire.  Worse? There are unsubstantiated allegations, that although very much attached, Bilski may have indeed engaged in improprieties, that is, egregiously unprofessional conduct relevant to the Henderson complaint.  All this had been covered in Newsletter Text V346.

Publication of this material, however, should in no way be interpreted as endorsement of Ballard's opponent, Steve Lange, in the upcoming runoff.  It is not.  It is provided as a public service to expose the 'judge' for exactly whom and what she is.

Tim Chorney 4-15-14

Expose: Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices
Wells Fargo Opening Salvo 3-3-14
Wells Fargo Lynn Massey 3-2-14
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 2, 3-10-14
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 3, 9-15-14
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 4, 9-22-14
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 5, 10-6-14
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 6, 10-13-14
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 7, 10-20-14
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 8, 10-27-14
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 9, 11-3-14
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 10, 11-10-14
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 11, 11-17-14
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 12, 11-24-14
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 13, 12-1-14
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 14, 12-8-14
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 15, 12-15-14
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 16, 12-22-14
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 17, 12-29-14
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 18, 1-5-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 19, 1-12-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 20, 1-19-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 21, 1-26-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 22, 2-2-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 23, 2-9-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 24, 2-16-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 25, 2-23-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 26, 3-2-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 27, 3-9-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 28, 3-16-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 29, 3-23-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 30, 3-30-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 31, 4-6-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 32, 4-13-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 33, 4-20-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 34, 4-27-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 35, 5-4-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 36, 5-11-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 37, 5-18-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 38, 5-25-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 39, 6-1-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 40, 6-8-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 41, 6-15-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 42, 6-22-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 43, 6-29-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 44, 7-6-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 45, 7-13-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 46, 7-20-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 47, 7-27-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 48, 8-3-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 49, 8-10-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 50, 8-17-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 51, 8-24-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 52, 8-31-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 53, 9-7-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 54, 9-14-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 55, 9-21-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 56, 9-28-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 57, 10-1-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 58, 10-2-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 59, 10-5-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 60, 10-6-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 61, 10-8-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 62, 10-9-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 63, 10-12-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 64, 10-13-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 65, 10-14-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 66, 10-15-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 67, 10-17-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 68, 10-19-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 69, 10-20-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 70, 10-22-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 71, 10-23-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 72, 10-26-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 73, 10-27-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 74, 11-6-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 75, 11-13-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 76, 11-20-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 77, 11-27-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 78, 12-4-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 79, 12-11-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 80, 12-18-15
Wells Fargo Deceptive Trade Practices Salvo 81, 12-25-15

JP2 Candidate Shelly Comerford 2-9-14

Sheriff Bill Blackburn 8-31-15
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