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Monday April 20th 2026 Trial Number 2 Week 8 Day 34 Jury Return~ Day 2 R vs Rowe For the brutal and senseless murder of Cynara ‘Maa’ ‘C’ ‘Purple Thistle Girl’ 💜🖤💜 It’s difficult to even put into words the madness that has been unfolding over the past 8 weeks. Especially when there are parts that we are ‘not allowed’ to ‘publish’. Yet. I truly wish that the general public(nevermind more people who know Cynara, and/or, our family), opted to observe the sheer insanity of this trial firsthand. Either in person or via zoom. I guarantee that anyone who HAS born witness to ANY portion of this surreal and mind blowing process, will never again believe in 'justice' in this country. It’s not possible. I will continue to do my best each day, and I grow more and more more consumed by the need for this to end. If only to finally be able to speak freely. To tell the TRUTH of these matters. To tell the TRUTH of Cynara. To tell the TRUTH of how she has mattered not, at. all. at any point of this absolute fkn lunacy. To tell the TRUTH of what has happened.. and not happened.. here. Loudly. I’m in the process of firing up the laptop right now.. and will proceed to continue this update(I’m most definitely not too tired tonight), and will also make an attempt to return to last fridays post that I am still whirling around in my head.. Today another guard testified to Rowe kicking and screaming that Csiszar was a rat goof and that he took his knife and stabbed his girl. FACT is, he didnt stab csiszars girl. She was my girl. Our girl. Her own girl. Everyones and no ones girl. Not his girl. And then they forced daycota back to the stand. Where rowes defense AGAIN did their best to cause him more harm. Bringing up completely IRRELVANT to this case(and to his confession) nicknames. In an effort to set a woman mrdrdr free. In an effort to remind him that 'snitches get stitches'. In an effort to make him appear as though he was 'ratting'. In an effort to make the image of Cynara(defenseless with NO weapon, or even the strength or ability to fend off a man 6 plus feet tall and 180lbs), being placed into a chokehold, taken to the ground from behind and then having a 6 inch blade driven SO forcefully through her chest that it went through her heart, her lung, and sliced through her bones, meaningless. In an effort to put HIM on trial instead. Not only on trial in front of the jury, but in front of us, god, himself, and ppl who may not like the defense dropping their names on rowes behalf. It was intentional, deliberate, and evil. And of course completely worthless to any sort of 'defense' of him mrdring Cynara. He could have easily walked out the door. He had complete control of the situation. But he chose not to. He instead chose to kll her. In spite of that FACT, the defense AGAIN attempted to make inferences and concoct a justification. Not only for him klling Cynara brutally, but also for his confessing to doing so. Its everyone elses fault. Even ppl he doesnt know, never knew, and will never know. I want to scream at the top of my lungs in moments like these. Why are we hearing ANY of this. It has NO relevance whatosever and no correlation to his choices. To take her life, and/or, to confess to it on multiple occasions. And not just confess. Boast. Brag. Taunt. Say it with pride. A choice. Not forced. Not necessity. Not a mistake. A fkn choice! ..THE DEFENSE.. At some point it needs to be addressed, even thuogh Bryant and Rebbick are doing their very best to ensure this trial never does get to that stage.. What IS 'the defense'.. Theres no question as to what he did, or how he did it. Not even a why need be answered. Hes evidently a psychopath. And so too is(are) his lawyer(s). From very early observations of his lawyer(paid for with our tax dollars), who also represnted Paul Barnardo(hes even tried to use rulings about Holmolkas plea deal - and proudly claimed 41 citations of the ruling in his favour), as well as Marcelo Aravena of bandidos case fame, and women kllrs Wazhir Gafoor and Mohamed Lilo, I quickly became convinced that if this man were not defending the worst humans in our court system, he would join them gleefully in the hamrng and traumatizing and victinzing of women especially. This man has nothing but contempt for the system in this country, as do I,(more than ever now), but his reasons are some of the most vile and abhorrent Ive ever witnessed from a defense lawyer(and thats saying something). This man is completely void of conscience(just like those he chooses to represent), and truly believes that HE is above the law and beyond reproach. That he is entitled to special treatment, That it is never his fault, or that of his client. That it is ALWAYS the victims fault, and that HE is in fact THE victim and should be treated as such. He has spent 8 weeks making a mockery of our INjustice system(not that it needed any help), and from the cases and articles Ive read, a lifetime at working hard to do so in fact. He openly from the podium threatens, blackmails, extorts, bullies and throws tantrums(again, just like his clients), in efforts to somehow turn a case, that on all its facts should be 'open and shut', into a mental asylum of paperwork, motions, applications, whining, bitching. 'ha ha ha'ing, confusion, and chaos. It is astoundingly clear and jarringly obvious, that he doesnt care about his clients. Or even feigning a belief in, or an effort to achieve, ‘justice’. He doesnt believe in, or give a flying fck about, fairness, procedure, or rule of law. Rules for thee but not for he. Or better yet, just let him make the rules up as he goes. He tortures and torments with reckless abandon. Suggests and implies and insinuates the most absurd and ridiculous notions and thoughts, and then makes all attempts to turn and twist them somehow into being reality, fact, and truth. For 8 weeks(plus), I have observed keenly and intensely, as he simply tries to wear out the system, the witnesses, and all those with a vested interest in an end date. He relentlessly drives exhaustion and aching and heaviness and defeat into all those unfortunate enough to be dragged into his sideshow of shit. He purposefully inflicts pain and suffering and makes conscientious attempts to ensure people are harmed and hurt. Ive also become convinced that much of his insanity is based out of a desire for two things mainly. One - he yearns to be cited and mentioned in case law and books and articles as much as possible, no matter if it adds anything good or positive or is an effective means to better the system. And two - he is looking to 'pass his torch'(not one that lights the way though, rather, one that burns everything in its wake) to the counsel sitting beside him on this case, Rebbick. A weirdo in his own right, who can barely mumble a straight sentence without stammering and stuttering, who for some reason, unknown to me yet, has a desire to represent the absolute worst offenders our society puts on offer. He goes to an entirely different level of abhorrent behaviour with them though. I watch every day as he caters and coddles his client. Prostrating himself at the alter of the prisoner box. Waiting on him hand and foot. His reviews all read much the same. And his website overview and about section would be laughable if they werent so horrifying. Neither of these things should be acceptable in a moral and just society that professes its pride in an astoundingly efficient and arguably(to only the ignorant), 'the best' legal system in the world. Antiquated and outdated. Sad and sadistic. A legal system born of an elitist(s) system, that cares not one bit about the plebs at the bottom of the heap. Designed and developed and determined with the sole focus and main function of keeping a compliant complacent and complicit citizenry in check. Always. Bowing to the King(and its designates) is of the greatest import. In this intentionally built system, when a person is mrdrd brutally it isnt a crime against them or against their loved ones, or even society itself, it is a crime against their overlords only. Cant have the servants and peasants become informed or be made aware of that though. They must continue to believe that they have 'rights'. They even go so far as to make 'laws' that lead the lowly commoner to believe otherwise. Like the charter. The criminal code. And the various 'victims bill of rights'. You have the right NOT to be mrdrd, supposedly(you dont), but dont ever think you have the right to have anyone held accountable for it. Or to be penalized. To be treated with dignity or respect. Or to even be treated as though you mattered. To anyone. At all. Ever. And again we come back to.. what exactly is THE DEFENSE? Weve spent 8 weeks now(plus Novembers trial) weaving and wobbling and waning and waxing poetic around the idea that THIS.. this kllng.. of a small woman, who exuded light and love, was an act of self defense. Theres even been the odd suggestion of an accident. And I dont doubt that mental illness(Rowe would NEVER go for that of course), was, or is, on the table. Like the ebb and flow of the tide, or maybe a tsunami of epic proportion, you can see in real time.. with each witness, each testimony, each piece of evidence, each reaction of the jury, each ruling, that THE DEFENSE changes and shifts accordingly. How wonderful it is to be able to spend YEARS of effort to create and concoct and change on a whim what it is you think will excuse you for mrder. That you can dig up, dredge out, and dream on endlessly. Seeking, and hopefully finding, counter points and narratives. And/or, maybe even a single 'witness', or two, who might be helpful to you. You may do any and/or all of this in whichever way you need/desire to go about it of course. Begging, pleading, bribing, threatening, promising, and even just hoping. That something or someone or some random circumstance will suddenly fall into play, in a manner that might somehow in some way be utilized beneficially. Or even just appear as such. Doesnt matter if its true at all. Anything goes. Truth is though. That there is NO defense. And THAT is why we are at 8 weeks now. With an estimated 4(thats a conservative number of course) more weeks to go. When you are losing. When you have lost from the start. When you have even aided and abetted your own rightful conviction by confessing.. boasting about it loudly.. more than once. When you have NO real defense, you instead go with chaos. Control. Confusion. You hedge your bets that maybe one of the insane applications or motions or requests will hit a homerun. Maybe you can reduce a witness to nothingness, Or even better, the victim. Turn THEM into the offender. Make them appear so bad that it MUST be THEIR fault. They MUST have DESERVED it. Afterall.. ~~Why did she demand her money back. Why did she raise her voice. Why did she grab at him to stop him from leaving. Why did she demand he stay and get his thieving fiancee to bring her property back. Why didnt she just let it go. Why did she use drugs. Why was she around other ppl using drugs. Why didnt she just wait. Why. Why. Why. Why did she deserve to die for ANY of that. We have A LOT of whys ourselves. And also know the answers to a lot of those whys already~~ Maybe you can keep the truth or the evidence or the facts from ever reaching the jurors. Or just enough of it. Maybe you can find a soul willing to throw their own conscience(if they had one to begin with) right out the window alongside yours on a high speed train going 'right off the rails'. Maybe you can treat the mrdrer as the victim long enough that not only does he believe it, but then so too do others.. because how else could this last so long. Maybe if you demand enough times, in as many different ways that you can possibly dream up or imagine, you can actually achieve a mistrial declaration and have it start all over again. Maybe the crown will even decide to just give up at that point. Maybe the court will decide it cant be tried again. Who cares about the cost. To the system. To society. To the participants. To your own client. And most poignantly.. who cares about the victim. Or their loved ones. Not most ppl who partake in, or believe in, the INjustice system in this country evidently. It is ABUNDANTLY clear.. in the case of R(THE KING) vs ROWE That the BEST defense is NO defense. We can only hope.. as these days and weeks continue.. and come to a close.. that it will be said LOUDLY.. that CYNARA had the RIGHT not be mrdrd. That CYNARA has the RIGHT for her mrdrdr to have to answer to, and be punished for, klling her anyway. This will NEVER be justice though regardless. His 'justice', and that of others not sitting next to him in that box.. wont be had here. CYNARA will always matter. In all ways. Loud and burning. Offensively. Eventually. We all love you Maa.. and we will endure.. for you.. for always.. in all ways 💜🖤💜

@Nannerbrainz @JLRINVESTIGATES Who is hanging/holding the sheet.

@Nannerbrainz @JLRINVESTIGATES It’s the reflection of the cop in the window.

Where was Camron Guthrie on the night of January 31st & February 1st? Sheriff has publicly cleared him, but many people want to know where he was at. Total mystery. Was he in Arizona or Vermont or somewhere else? Where is Nancy Guthrie?

@Tyr__MacAirt @wealthmoose @nickshirleyy When exposing billions in fraud makes you a right wing propagandist.. jfc.. fix your fkn head.

@wealthmoose @nickshirleyy 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 an investigator 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 Holy Fuckballs that is the most misused description used that I have ever seen. The child is a right wing propagandist, that is it. Nothing more.

🚨🇨🇦 The receipts are finally coming for the Carney government. 🏛️ U.S. investigator @nickshirleyy just confirmed Canada is his next target. While the "Adults in the Room" are vacationing in Rome, an American YouTuber is about to do the auditing they’ve been dodging for a year. The Hit List for Nick: ❌ The $26 Billion consultant bill. ❌ The 1.9 Million expiring visas with zero exit tracking. ❌ The "Indigenous" shell company scams revealed this morning. The world is watching. Let’s see how "principled" this government is under a real lens. 📉🛑 #CdnPoli #NickShirley #Canada #MarkCarney #Accountability #TaxpayerFraud

@TravistyStudios @wealthmoose @MarkHum43946340 @nickshirleyy Because we LOVE corruption and fraud here eh Wouldn’t want the dumbed down ignorant low information brainwashed peasants to know the truth. Leave our compliant complacent and complicit citizenry alone!!

He’s an American in our country doing whatever he thinks he is doing is going to even matter. He doesn’t get a say in our country and he sure as shit isn’t going to reveal anything. He’s a guest in our country, if he comes and he should mind what he does because this isn’t the US. He is more not welcome here than he is welcome if that is the mood he is going to bring to our country.

@nickshirleyy Every kid in Canada is ‘disabled’ now. It’s astounding really. If the country has nearly as many disabled people as we fund, we should be considered worse than ‘third world’ at this point.

This is why the government is withholding $260 million in Medicaid funding in Minnesota. Here is an “autism center” in Minnesota... Their scheme: claim children have autism and receive millions of dollars. From 2017 to 2024, there was an 18,900% increase in Medicaid payments

@JorgeMr1990 @vlucasrocha She also looks like she’s barely pregnant ffs. Ridiculous. These gender reveals are so pathetic.

@JorgeMr1990 @vlucasrocha She’s an idiot.

compilado de chás de revelação que revelaram antes da hora

@callingallcoops @Martyupnorth @weekendhooker Weird how it’s the same in every province across the country regardless of party in charge though eh

@Martyupnorth @weekendhooker Your provincial government is responsible for healthcare but I wouldn’t expect your dumbass to know that. Go ask Douggy to make some more cuts

It's supposed to be parody, but it's almost 100% accurate, so it really isin't This is Canada's healthcare system.

@cb_doge He Him His

BREAKING: CHATGPT HELPED THE SHOOTER KILL 8 KIDS! A teen in Canada used ChatGPT like her secret murder buddy for months.She told the AI all her evil plans to attack the school. OpenAI knew what she was doing the whole time. OpenAI has said it considered but didn’t alert police about the activities of the person who months later committed one of Canada’s worst school shootings. Now the parents of one hurt kid are suing OpenAI. They say ChatGPT was the shooter’s “trusted partner in crime”! The AI didn’t stop the killer… it actually HELPED her do it! This has to stop. Don’t let your loved ones use ChatGPT.

@Tablesalt13 Always been this way. Same as it ever was. All a fkn farce. They all have the same agenda anyway.

Its VERY clear now Your vote doesn't matter Your voice doesn't matter Your political donations dont matter. You have no say in Canada. Your MP can switch allegiance for a pay raise at ANY TIME, and there is nothing you can do about.

@JinglaiHe Canadians should accept the reality right in front of their face. They are ALL the same. With the same agenda. Party makes zero difference. It’s happening regardless of how we feel about it. Move to the woods.

In the last election, 23,024 Canadians voted for Chris d'Entremont as a Conservative, yet he crossed the floor. 27,055 Canadians voted for Michael Ma as a Conservative, yet he crossed the floor. 30,343 Canadians voted for Matt Jeneroux as a Conservative, yet he crossed the floor. 2853 Canadians voted for Lori Idlout as a New Democrat, yet she crossed the floor. 8,113,484 Canadians voted for the Conservatives because they wanted change and they successfully denied the Liberals a majority government at the polls. Yet, because of these floor-crossers and Mark Carney's blatant disregard for the will of the voters, Canadians are now getting a majority they DIDN'T VOTE FOR. Regardless of your political party and beliefs, this should be concerning to all.

💜🖤💜Cynara💜🖤💜 More than a case file number. More than a statistic. More than a victim. More than a friend. More than an auntie. More than a sister. More than a daughter. More than a name. Despite the sheer magnitude of how much ‘more than’ she was, is and always will be, her name matters. Just as she matters. More than ever in this specific hell of right now. On day one of the second trial as the judge began her endless address to the newly selected jury.. it struck me as indicative of the state of the INjustice system in this country.. that it was again par for the course.. and testament to what we have watched unfold for far too long now.. when the judge continued to mispronounce her name. In some ways it screamed violently across the room at me.. reverberating in my soul.. that even in death she still faces this..like I myself was being stabbed.. that something as small as knowing how to just say her fkn name is not worthy of effort even. Not nearly as much effas was spent ensuring every last ideological buzzword was included repeatedly. A lecture really.. of epic hypocritical proportion.. and with all that.. you couldnt even bother to know her name. Cynara Sin - air - ah Like Sara or Tara minus the S or T and a Cyn in place of it. Not Sine Are Uh Or Sigh/Sythe - R - ah C Y N A R A The first time it passed her lips and entered the air of the room I bristled. The hairs on my body jumping to attention. My jaw clenching and my throat clamping down. Supressing the overwhleming need to correct it that I could feel instantly and loudly rising up deep from within the confines of my chest. My brain overriding my instinct. The second time my entire body seized my head began to ache and the tears began to well. How. How is it possible to not even say her name. Who is this person you are accusing him of killing. I’ve never heard of her. Did he kill somene else too. Where is her family. Where are friends. Whose trial are we at. Cynara. Maa. C. So many options not even remotely close to the names I heard today. Of all things she’s been stripped of and had stolen from her in this process. From this system that only serves INjustice. You also want to take her name. Of all the things I couldn’t stand today. Couldn’t listen to, but did. Had to control myself and my reaction to. That. That hurt my soul. Say her fkn name. Let it roll off your tongue and out of your mouth with the tone and vibration that only the proper way conveys. Her name is music. Its unique. It has meaning that is ever so fitting in relation to the essence of the soul it belongs to. And who would name a child SignAreUh anyway. ..to be continued..

We did not imagine her. She was real. Realer than most anyone else Ive ever known in fact. Part of the reason I loved her with all of me, and, I imagine, part of the reason most anyone she ever crossed paths with did also. Why this picture and the accompanying writing? Because it sometimes seems as though reminders are needed. She never seemed to need them much. She took photos of everyone and everything. All the time. Maybe she knew and understood more than most just how important it is. She did always seem to be far more aware than the average member of our species. It wasnt something that developed as she aged and grew and experienced. It was just who she was. How she was. From the moment she was born you could feel her feeling it all. A big feeling girl. Acutely in tune with herself and her own emotions as well as the world and the people who inhabited it. And equally affected by all of it. Carrying the weight of it all no matter how heavy or burdensome the load may be. Caring for others far more than she cared for herself all too often. Always giving more to help when there was no more to give. She stumbled, she fell, she cried from the heaviness and difficulty of it all.. but she always kept going. She took the pictures. She wrote the notes. She played the songs. She sent the messages. Made the calls. Emitted love and displayed affection. So sweet and so spicy. So tender and so prickly. So gentle and so agressive. So sad and so joyful. So strong and so weak. So naive and so wise. So hard and so soft. So kind and so savage. She encapsulated the very essence of ‘opposites’, of ‘duality’. All rolled into one unique and distinct being that differed drastically from the 'normal' souls we encounter day to day. Ebbing and flowing, waxing and waning, spinning through this existence collecting and accumulating imploding and exploding wrecking(in the most beautiful way)and saving other souls she encountered as she went. I took this picture on an early morning just after the sun rose. I had held her through the night. Her body across mine her head pressed tightly to my chest. A night she had clung to me for dear life. Her arms and my arms wrapped around one another for hours. A night I didnt sleep. For fear she may not be there when I awoke if I did. A night where the helpless little girl frozen somewhere in time just beneath the surface, had temporarily overpowered the strong resilient forceful young woman that was projected. A night she could no longer contain her and had to let her loose. A night where she felt defeated and destroyed by all this life had done to her. The girl I held through that night was gone in the morning. No make up no forced shoulders up and back. No feigned strength. Just her, in all her Cynara 'ish' glory. Renewed. Refreshed. Exuding love. I was in awe of her. Her beauty. Her ability to find grace where so little was to be had. She somehow some way always found herself again. She always remembered who she was. She never, no matter her struggles at times, lost herself. Sometimes, guilt, pain, fear, sorrow.. would overwhelm her, take hold of her.. but she never submitted and never conceded. She always won. But not this time. This time someone else decided she wouldnt ever have that chance again. Someone else decided that her light would be extinguised. That her love would no longer comfort and heal so many who desperately need(ed) it. That other souls here, who were made better, or would be made better, for knowing hers, would no longer be touched by her. That her smile, her laugh, her eyes, SHE, didnt matter anymore. That the choice to continue to fight the darkness that all too often consumes this world was no longer HERS to make. He decided there would be last pictures, last touches, last talks, last exchanges of ideas and thoughts and feelings. He decided that he somehow had the right to take that from her. And from us. From her mother. From her sisters. Her brothers. Her family and friends. And from 10 little souls who called, or would have called, her Auntie Maa. They, even more than us, have been robbed of one of the most important aspects of their lives. And we are left with the impossible duty of somehow ensuring they know her. And feel her. And understand how deeply she would have loved and cared for them. Particularly the ones who also possess a similar soul. The ones who also have 'big feelings' and will need to know they are not alone. That someone 'gets it'. She was supposed to be here with them. Laughing them through the insanity with a kind of empathy most could never imagine. He took it all. There arent supposed to be lasts. And yet, that is exactly what we are left with. So many lasts. And now, so few firsts. I would ask 'WHO gave HIM the RIGHT to decide', but I already know the answer and it enrages me in a way that is proportionate to the pain and the trauma and the devastation I feel. The very system we are now expected to believe will give her 'JUSTICE', made that decision. Over and over and over again. 22 violent convictions. Almost a dozen on police/security/etc.. That doesnt include other 'non violent' charges, or charges that didnt result in conviction, crimes that were never reported, or any of the crimes he committed prior to the age of 18. What kind of society that boasts and brags about 'compassion' and 'rule of law' and 'justice' allows for such a thing. What kind of members of that society feel 'proud' of the systems in place that create such an outcome. Every single day I think of how deeply embarrassed and ashamed we should be. How disgusted we should feel. Cynara is the one I write about. The one I love. The one I have first hand knowledge of, and experience with. But she isnt the only one. No matter how hard I fight against her 'becoming a statistic' the truth is that she IS now part of a set of numbers. Abhorrent numbers that far too many are comfortable ignoring or making excuses for. Numbers that are ever increaqsing. Numbers that shouldnt be. The abject failure of the government(at all levels and all parties), the courts, the non profit industry, the universities, and the ideologues and activists being pumped out of our schools and set loose upon the world is reprehensible. We are sick. And we allow ourselves to be divided and distracted and devoid of action, devolving and regressing while professing the opposite LOUDLY. Cynara has 2 brothers. 3 sisters. 9 nephews. 1 Niece. A mother. Friends. Aunts. Uncles. Cousins. Grandparents. ALL who have been harmed, some destroyed, by what has been done to her. Currently I walk the line of saying too much or too little. Careful not to risk the trial that is happening. Careful as to how I address it. But the day is coming where I wont have to anymore. And I look forward to it. It is the only way I will ever be able to remotely begin to heal from this severing of the soul I loved most in this world aside from my own sons. And it does not escape me ever that I am not the only one who feels this way, or similar, in regards to Cynara. She is supposed to be here still. There arent supposed to be last pictures. Not yet anyway. We arent supposed to be running on memories. On love that 'was'. Cynara was the main picture taker in our family. She was the one who was 'in charge of' recording and cataloguing the rest of us. Memorializing and filing the seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, and years of us all. She didnt give a flying fck how we looked or how she looked. Because, to her, we were all beautiful at any and all moments. And she was adept at capturing that in the purest form. She could catch you on your ugliest day and in the time it took her to click or snap there you were a split second frozen in time soul emitting and exuding and encapsulating love beyond measure. It is as though HER love for YOU transcended the space and time between the lens and the image. How she did that is still something I ponder a lot. I can hear her laugh at the absurdity of such a statement.. while also knowing full well the truthfulness of it. Who will love us now, the way she did. Who will see us now, the way she did. We will try, but Im not sure its achievable. But we must try anyway. To, in the very least, love ourselves, and one another, the way she loved us. We must try to see one another for who we really are, at our essence, good and/or bad. I for one will never be as good at it as she was. And I will never have a moment that I dont miss her loving me and seeing me. Take all the 'could be the last' pictures. Give all the 'could be the last' hugs. Love people. See people. Dont ever stop trying. We love you Maa. even bigger than the bay.. to infinity and beyond.. always and forever.. more than all existences existences. 💜🖤💜

For the first 7 days of this trial, the SECOND trial, thanks to the absolute fkn incompetence of these charlatans and liars, I was almost unable to speak. The levels of exhaustion I have been experiencing for the past 4 months are unlike anything I have yet to feel in all my time in this existence. And Ive been exhausted.. I KNOW exhaustion. Through a sometimes tumultuous and difficult childhood and teen years. Through college. Through university. Through terrible relationships and losses and breakdowns. Through insanely physically demanding work days, Through running my business for a decade. Through 2 babies. Through caring for everyone and everything that matters to me and then some. Through the initial mrdr of my sister. Through the first trial. Nothing has ever come as remotely close to shutting me down as this subsequent joke of a trial has. I am convinced, more than ever, that THIS is the actual goal of the system(all systems that control us in fact). To wear us out and wear us down. To the point there is no fight left in you. So that you have no choice but to let them have their way to do as they please. Met with zero resistance. Zero pushback, Zero outcry. Not because they give a flying fck if you do any of those things, but it sure makes things much better for them if you dont. Less effort. Less energy. Less feigning and faking. Less risk of breaking character. Eventually I will become very vocal and very public with the horrors of what we have endured. And what Cynara endured. Not just in her death, and/or, since. But also, prior. People should know. People should understand. Just how vile and grotesque our INjustice system truly is. Whether it ever makes the slightest bit of difference or changes anything, matters not at all. And I am by no means foolish enough to believe that ANY change will EVER be forced upon the systems and the people responsible for the implementation of those systems. They may pretend, they may fake, they may pretend as such. But Im no idiot, the only change that comes, is at their own hand. And its ALWAYS in their favour. They are adept at leading the masses to believe they can effect change, or have. But its not reality. Needless to say, today, the rage slow boiling beneath my exhausted exterior has once again started to ooze outward. Astonishingly, it has taken 7 days of being harshly exposed to the reality of it all again. Being subjected and relegated to a position where we are meant to be submissive. Where Cynaras rights and ours are handed over to the very fkn people and system that is responsible for her death and our devastation despair and destruction. Ive sat for 7 days now (not including the weekend), feeling like Im in some kind of dali or kush painting. A surreal landscape that at first glance appears almost structured and beautiful, but as your eyes adjust and look deeper, you begin to notice more and more the absolute fkn madness, and/or, horrors, going on beneath the layers. It’s like Im sitting back in school observing my classmates play their roles in one of many mock trials. Where the victim isnt a real person. And especially not her loved ones. We are all just bit parts, the b or c roles, that were created merely to sustain the lead roles and storyline. Like a game, we are required, in some irritating way, in order for the game to work, but are of the least importance. And we are to be reminded of it constantly. We are the pawns, easily knocked off, tossed aside, and disposed of. Especially now that the game is well and truly underway. The worst part of observing this charade, this farce they want to call justice(I almost vomit saying that word aloud inside my head so that my fingers may type it), is how actually fkn terrible these people truly are at their parts. I think students were better in their ability to at least pretend they cared. We were young and naive then though and believed in the so called 'rule of law' and the essence of 'good' vs 'evil'. These people dont even fkn bother at this point. Whether in their robes or not. Every word and action is a calculated part of their performance. Ticking checkboxes, scoring points, and making moves. There is NO doubt that the performance matters far more than the truth., Far more than ‘the female’ now 'deceased' due to a 'significant bloodletting event'. She was just a 'part of the drug subculture' afterall. These people and this 'incident’ ‘arent a threat' to ‘the general public’. Her loved ones are just an annoyance, a thing to be managed and gatekept. Reminded to stay the fuck out of the way while they practise their lines and their lead ins for one another. It doesnt matter that she was killed brutally, It doesnt truly matter how. It doesnt matter how many are victimzed, harmed, and traumatized forever by it. It doesnt matter if real justice is served or if he is punished appropriately. It doesnt matter if society is made better or protected or safe. What matters most of all is protecting the system. At all costs. Ensuring the charade can continue by placating the public. Just enough. Ensuring they see things the way they must in order to carry it on. What is truth anyway. What is justice. What is a murder. What is a victim. What is love. All just minor nuisances that interfere with the end goal. Protecting the system. Protecting careers. Protecting money. Protecting stats. Protecting themselves. I can only deduce at this point that these people are fking soulless mindless drones. Devoid of real emotion. Wheels in the machine that forever grinds onward chewing up and spitting out anything and anyone in its path. Cynara may have used drugs, and at times made some seriously shit choices, but she cared more for humanity and society than any one of these 'people' being paid to play a role in this so called 'justice system' ever could. She possessed real empathy. And sympathy. She felt deeply for others. Their trauma. Their pain. They mattered. And I know, that if she can, that if she is able, that she is watching.. that she is feeling it too. Every so often through the day I can almost hear her in my head.. as disgusted and enraged.. and as ridiculously and strangely amused by it as I am. Because of the knowing. That she was right. The system does not care about you. The people that believe in the system do not care about you. They arent able to. They arent meant to. They dont want to. Each day Ive taken notes. And I will circle back to this post one day. To explain its reason. Its instigation. Its truth. For now all I can say is it wont fucking break me. They may have extinguished Cynaras light in its physical form, but they can never put it out. Far too many of us will continue to light shit up, her way. And they will NEVER douse the flames theyve lit. I am fire. And it can all burn. Burn. Burn. She saw you. And so too have I ALWAYS seen you. More people are also going to see you. Because it’s the only hope for society, and for humanity. And it’s the only manner in which Cynara will ever truly receive justice. No system that was built in, or thrives on, the dark, is going to give that to her. I wont sleep tonight I know. I havent in 2.5 years anyway. And I have an endless diatribe that will continue in my mind. But, for now, I will leave it be. No matter the outcome of any of this, Cynara will continue to matter. Always. In all ways. We love you Maa.. you can rest now.. no more fight required.. you deserve that too.. beautiful souled girl 💜🖤💜 Always and forever even bigger than the bay to infinity and beyond more than all existences existences.. 🩵💜 Cynara Lewis💜🩵

@abacusdataca Picture is apropos. If one considers who and what have used this imagery over time. No hiding it anymore. Responsible for untold amounts of hell trauma and death.

The core of the Carney brand is not populism or charisma. It is competence. Canadians tend to see him as a serious, systems-oriented leader who can manage complexity and navigate uncertainty. In today’s political climate, that kind of brand has real value. abacusdata.ca/the-brand-imag…

@liberal_party There’s no new team. It’s the same elitist pos at the helm as before. He just stepped out from behind the curtain. You should all be so deeply ashamed of yourselves.

A year ago today, Mark Carney was elected Leader of our Liberal Party. Since day one, our new Liberal team has been relentlessly focused on building Canada Strong — and delivering the serious leadership needed at this important moment for our country.

The seething rage in me after today especially is beyond comprehension. Day 7 of R vs Rowe For the brutal mrdr of my beautiful sister Cynara. All I can say is: Fck the court. Fck the crown. Fck ‘victim services’. Fck the police. Fck the government and their pretend ‘victims bill of rights’. Fck the ENTIRE system. Fkn cosplaying charade of bs.

“Data on the efficiency of the criminal justice system shows that the results are bleak: as the number of criminal (especially violent criminal) incidents has risen, police are clearing fewer incidents, courts are hearing fewer cases, those cases are taking longer to process, more cases are being stayed or withdrawn, and a shrinking proportion of those accused of a crime are found guilty.” A new Macdonald-Laurier Institute report finds rising crime, falling clearance rates, mounting court delays, and a bail system widely seen as broken, eroding Canadians’ trust in the system meant to protect them. Read the full report by Dave Snow and Rick Audas ⬇️

@MarkChangizi Punk.

What is the term for someone who hates the Left hates the Woke Right hates Islamists hates authoritarianism loves freedom, and loves anyone not an asshat?