Exeter Hot Dog Vendor 6-29-09

Exeter Hot Dog Vendor 6-29-09
Peter Macdonald 465 Packersfalls rd Lee NH 03824 603-659-6217
Here is a Man that conducts a business that in a way benefits everyone in Exeter NH. He does everything legal but because someone on the farmers Market does not like this man trouble starts. People with authority start picking apart every little thing to find ways to evict or dismantle this business. Never looking to pick apart the wrongs that the Farmers Market is committing. This is the United States of America why do the sides not talk and the people with authority not choose sides. Lets work for and achieve prosperity verses turmoil. A farmers market is for small business and farmers to exchange ideas and products with the community. Does not a hot dog vendor fit in that definition. Can the editors of newspapers understand even though they are a private business that their responsibility, ethics is to bring unbiased communication into the community.
This is like the family in Madbury NH that had a small business. Selectmen Hodgeman did not like this family. The selectmen spot zoned this property to cause hardship on this family for retaliation. Judge Peter Fauver committed the most grievous of criminal acts in the history of NH. The NH supreme court covered up the case when the people presented it to them. The editors took the government side and criminally violated the ethics code of unbiased reporting of the facts. When I volunteered my time to help this family the government put me in jail as a terrorist. The NH State and local police have harassed my family and friends. NH Rep Shea-Porter used her political powers to medically harm me. Then when nothing else works my VA medical is stopped.
Yes I am 100% disabled veteran. I have been stereo typed mental and the public tells me to take medication all the time. I refuse to take medication because why should I see life that way. Freedom is something WE the U.S. Military protect and defend for you. Enduring the pain even as my legs tingle and the feeling in my arms is lost from my broken back I still volunteer to help others and do family things. I step out of sight of others when the shooting pain in my head cause me to slump. I hear less than 50% of what is said around me from the nerve damage from being blown of the runway during a Vietnam offensive. I have no memory of my brothers, sister or parents growing up from another injury during my tour as a U.S. Marine.
The NH governor charges me money to speak but we never do. Is not the government here to help the people and the newspapers to spread communication unbiased? I write because it is my way of telling our elected officials and judicial branch about what Judge Fauver did. The reason that I can write such letters exposing criminal acts by judges and elected officials is because they are true. I have no idea where the words come from or why I can write. I have no idea why or how to wire or plump a house but I have done several friends homes. I was hit by a car several years ago because I crossed a street wrong. In my head I was on convoy deep in the bush. I asked the corpsman to shoot me right there so I would not come back to the world less than a man. Can the mind be such a strange evolution that traveling between worlds and time has no domination. The strange thing is that most likely I will never remember this letter. Letters are something that happens as I cross over. The Hot Dog Vendor is just a Cambodian local that I helped while on convoy one day and now during the boredom of waiting for the next mission, I place him back here in the world hoping some day that I will come home. Peter Macdonald USMC Semper Fi