PART TWELVE: CHANGES IN LIFE'S FOCUS

I decided to phase out my daytime newspaper jobs as I felt too much of a target. I began delivering the Globe and Mail newspaper in three Vancouver suburbs. I quit all my other newspaper routes. Mr. Douglas, the federal Minister of Justice, was removed from his post and Kim Campbell was given the position. She followed me as I delivered my newspapers at night and she even sometimes followed me during the day. I refused to write another appeal.

I reported my parents and the federal government to the police in an angrily worded, hand-written letter. I demanded my court compensation. I was not given it.

The Supreme Court of Canada had been poised to award me five hundred million dollars ($500,000,000), but it was decided that I appeared insane and so I lost the initial round of the trial. The trial was left undecided and open. The money was given back to Eaton's. My father received a pay-off of one hundred and fifty thousand dollars ($150,000) from Eaton's for having helped that company win their case against me by maligning me and not telling me about my case.

My boss for the Globe and Mail was fired and the man, who replaced him, fired me and took over my route. At that time, one of my parents' neighbours was a district manager for the Financial Post, which was another newspaper delivered in the Vancouver area. He hired me within a few days to do the same area as I had done for the Globe and Mail. While I was delivering the Financial Post, I read that Thor Eaton had replaced his brother, Frederick Eaton, as the president of Eaton's. This change came in the middle of my trial against Eaton's.

Eventually, I lost my financial Post carrier job, too, when my boss took another job. I went to work for a sawmill blade making factory. The management of this company played the same game with me as Eaton's had. This company wanted me to be an accountant for them, but I had to go to bed with someone from the company first. I was not making enough money with them to ask anyone out on a date! I was never was offered the accountant position. My mother had phoned the management of this company and had got them to continue the game that Eaton's had started. My mother wanted to get them sued and keep my trial in court. My parents were afraid of my trial coming to an end because they knew that I would find out what they had done to me. I got angry with the factory management and they laid me off.

My father suggested that I go to Japan and teach English and he said that he would help me financially to that end. I applied to four companies. Only two companies called me for an interview. The interviewer for the company GEOS did not like me and I was not hired. The interviewer/consultant for Interac liked me and I was one of seventeen people out of sixty-three to be short-listed for two or three teaching positions. I was hired.

I got everything ready and was poised to go to Izumo, Japan in May 1991, but the teacher, who was already there, decided to renew his contract. I got a job for two months in a medium security prison as kitchen help. Another teaching position became available and I was posted to Kurashiki, Okayama Prefecture, Japan.

I went to America to spend a week with my sister and her family in Los Angeles, California before going to Japan. I left for America from Vancouver, Canada on about July 13, 1991. For the first three days that I was in America, the shock of my in Canada really hit me hard. Each morning for the first three days when I was in the shower at my sister's place, I lost a large handful of hair. I felt my hair pop out of my scalp in a wavelike ejection. I had been uptight and I had started to relax. I became quite bald on the top of my head. This alarmed my sister, who did not know what I had been through. My mother had lied to my sister and her husband about me.

While I was staying at my sister's place in California, I opened the window of the bedroom, in which I slept, as it was quite warm. For two nights in a row, members of the radio station, called KNX, stood way out on the street. They said that KNX would hire me to be a news reporter. These people said that I would be paid seventy-five thousand dollars (US$75,000) per year to sleuth out and write news stories based solely on what I had overheard and lip-read. I woke up and heard all this repeated and so this exercise of theirs was not a test of any of my abilities.

On the first morning after this supposed test by KNX, my sister belittled me for not being able to remember things that I had been told while I slept. You see, part of what my parents had done to me had come up in conversation and I said that I remembered what people said while I slept. I was frustrated by my sister's intimidation for several reasons. I had been awakened by KNX staff members and so it bore no reflection on my abilities. I could not really prove who had been talking in the street at night. Also, I had been told that I appeared insane after I had said that I had remembered what people in Smithers had said while I was sleeping. I was terrified of being accused of being insane once again. I also knew that I could not do the KNX job because every radio reporter needs taped proof of a story or libel charges would likely be laid. Finally, I had signed a contract to be an English teacher in Japan. If I had not gone to Japan, I could have been sued for breach of contract. KNX could have offered Interac a buy-out on the teacher contract and could have hired me, but that would have been expensive. KNX could have talked to me and waited one year to hire me after I had honoured my contract with Interac. KNX never once approached me and spoke to me directly. I had given up on working for KNX because I did not think that they were treating me fairly. It was clear to me that many of the staff members at KNX did not understand the law and this seemed odd to me as KNX was an all-news radio station.

On the second morning after the KNX test, a police officer knocked on my sister's door. He said that many of my sister's neighbours were upset with KNX's treatment of me. I told the police officer that the end result of what KNX was doing to me was extortion. I said that I was being forced into a situation where my abilities would be exploited to a degree, which might cost me legal charges and the job that my abilities had secured for me. The police officer asked me if I wanted to press charges. I said that I wanted to take legal action against KNX, but my sister forbade it saying that Christians do not take people to court and that she would expel me from her house, if I did take legal action. The police officer asked me what I wanted him to do. I asked him to tell KNX to leave me alone. I told him that I was going to Japan to teach English. The police officer told me that I was going to have a difficult life and I agreed with him. My sister was angry with me. She did not understand my circumstances at all. She understands me now, though.