by antiaristo » Tue Jul 12, 2005 7:08 am
bindare,<br><br>Here is the text of my first affidavit against Wandsworth Council. They have stolen my apartment overlooking Battersea Park.<br><br>Defendant J P Cleary<br>First Affidavit<br>24 July 2000<br>WT 902314<br>IN THE WANDSWORTH COUNTY COURT<br>BETWEEN <br>THE MAYOR AND BURGESSES OF THE<br> LONDON BOROUGH OF WANDSWORTH Claimant<br>-and-<br>JOHN PAUL CLEARY Defendant <br><br>AFFIDAVIT<br>OF JOHN PAUL CLEARY<br><br>I, John Paul Cleary, of Calle Eusebio Navarro 12, 35003 Las Palmas de Gran Canaria, Spain MAKE OATH and say as follows:<br><br>1 I am the defendant in this action and I make this affidavit in reply to the application of 12 April 2000. Save where otherwise stated, the facts within this affidavit are within my own knowledge.<br><br>2 The application of 12 April 2000 sent here by the Court under cover of a notice of hearing dated 25 June 2000 is a forgery.<br><br>3 This is the second hearing for claim WT 902314. This matter has been dealt with by the court once before on 5 November 1999, when judgment was given to the claimant in a judicial process held outside the knowledge of the defendant.<br><br>4 The signature at part B of the application by Mr. Walker is a rubber stamp. A genuine signature from the applicant’s own hand is required by law.<br><br>5 We are not informed as to whether Mr. Walker’s rubber stamp is the applicant or the applicant’s solicitor.<br><br>6 Mr. Walker’s rubber stamp breaks protocol and tells us he is Borough Solicitor in the main body of typed text, rather than in the box clearly indicated. The stamp does not want to write by hand, and a typed response in the box indicated would attract attention.<br><br>7 The signature applied to the statement of truth in Part C is of no value in its prime function - that of identifying the person making the charges against me. I do not doubt this is not the normal signature from this person’s hand.<br><br>8 The "Position or Office held" by the signatory to part C is generic and taken from the signature box, which is not deleted. Again this information is of no value in its prime function to identify that person who makes these charges against me.<br><br>9 The document is clearly deliberately defective from the sixth word of evidence. While anyone might write 1999 when beginning the New Year, it never happens the other way around. This is a clear signal to fellow professionals - "Do not get involved".<br><br>10 The evidence is distorted by being out of sequence. There were two separate actions running in parallel against me from 5 November 1999 to 6 April 2000. Only one was settled on the sale of my property. These are the uncomfortable facts concealed by the strategic displacement of item C5<br><br>11 The stamp tells us only how "I...... intend" to apply for an order and costs under Orders 30 Rule 12. So this is not an application, but a statement of intent. And there is, as yet, no applicant. Perhaps O30R12 relates to the deceased and his estate?<br><br>12 The asterisk which signed the Statement of Truth tells us that the applicant believes that the facts stated in this application are true. But we have just seen that there is no Applicant. So this is a deliberate lie.<br><br>13 Who is the "I(We)" that wishes to rely on the evidence? "I Believe" has been struck out, so the asterisk does not believe it. And there is no Applicant. <br><br>14 The Notice from the Court is dated 25 June 2000. Ten weeks late, in secret and on Sunday the Court tells me that if I want my money I must attend on 21 August at 11:00. Furthermore "This case may be released to a different judge, possibly at a different court." And the only documentation I have is what I know to be an untraceable forgery.<br><br>15 I know it is an untraceable forgery because of the method of payment equals paid before. The Court fees for WT 902314 had already been paid prior to the hearing on 5 November 1999. The Stamp and the Asterisk do not want two payments for the same judgement, so there is no financial trail for this document. Wandsworth County Court has set this hearing while receiving no payment from Wandsworth Council.<br><br>16 I read that the operation of the Constitutional Court of Spain is to be changed. Apparently it receives 7000 applications each year, and of these hears just 200. Yet three magistrates of the Constitutional Court of Spain found time to sit on 27 July 1998 and reject the plea by John Cleary BSCMAMBA for protection against British organized criminals. It may or may not be pure chance coincidence that Pearson plc has just sold the television interests that connect it with Clive Hollick (United News and Media PLC), Telefonica and Antenna 3; that Telefonica is known to use its advertising buying power to censor and censure the press; that Aznar and Telefonica are at war; and that all this is to be looked at by the European Commission. But what is in no doubt at all is that this forgery out of the English Court was served on me here in Spain. For the second time British organized criminals have invaded a foreign Sovereign people to attack me and deposit their trademark filth.<br><br>17 The first time that British organized criminals invaded a foreign Sovereign people to attack me and deposit their trademark filth was on 13 February 1995 when a forged Court Order dated 9 February 1995 was delivered to my door by hand. This was on the outskirts of Dublin in the Republic of Ireland, and related to the matter of Queens Bench 1994-c-2024 JP Cleary v Anglia Television. The Archer cover up.<br><br>18 A great deal of malpractice took place on either side of that event in 1995. So much so that I took it upon myself to publish some of the documentation. Attached as Exhibit JPC/W1 is the document I sent on 25 November 1995, together with 68 pages of exhibits, to sixty-five Ambassadors or High Commissioners of Sovereign states. Also included at Exhibit JPC/W! are two acknowledgements received from the Ambassadors of Sweden and Norway.<br><br>19 Every night I slept in Ireland I slept with a crowbar in the bed next to me. Every day the phone would ring, but hang up when my answering machine cut in. Unknown enemies came calling late at night and in broad daylight. I was persecuted by the President of Ireland, who interfered with my mail and caused my gas supply to be cut off in January. I could not stay, and was forced to flee my second country, for the second time, in May 1996. I came to Las Palmas with little money no Spanish, no friends, but a deep trust in the goodness of God.<br><br>20 Nearly a year passed. The British General Election would be held in May 1997. Major was twenty points behind in the polls and the late Lord Sutch could have beaten him. There would be a new Government. It was time to remind the Irish President of her bounden duty. At Exhibit JPC/W2 I attach my letter of 10 March 1997 to the President of Ireland, together with a letter of acknowledgement from the Attorney General. Two days later Mary Robinson announced to a stunned world that she would not seek re-election in November. She gave no reason, but vacated her office straight away. And Mary got her thirty pieces of silver. On 9 July 1997 it was announced that the new High Commissioner for Human Rights at the United Nations would be none other than Mary Robinson.<br><br>22 Still I was ignored. All my efforts over the next year came to naught. By early 1999 I could delay my return no longer. I had to see my mother, to see if there was any way I could be of benefit to my children. I cut back on all spending and in three months saved enough to buy a one-way ticket to Gatwick. I went back on 1 May 1999 knowing not what lay in store.<br><br>23 But cover-up rather than extermination was the policy that prevailed at the time, and I was not overtly molested. I stayed for two months, learned that my position was hopeless, but got to know my mother for the first time. We shared each other’s pain and I did what I could to build up her strength of mind and body. But for me there was no hope, for I was a financial liability, and I came back to Las Palmas on 1 July 1999.<br><br>24 Wandsworth Council must have moved as soon as I departed, for I now learn that on 9 July 1999, under claim number WT911421, an Order for Sale was issued by the Court. That on 11 October 1999 my property was repossessed under Warrant number K0001581. And that on 5 November 1999 a separate judgment was sought and obtained under claim number WT902314. By this point in time very strange things were going on. And Wandsworth Council/Court were committed.<br><br>25 The man that had come back to Las Palmas was a deeply troubled man. How can I give up on my own children? The election for London’s Mayor was high in my consciousness. If Archer were elected by the people he would be laundered of his crimes. I would lose my children forever, just one more deadbeat dad running out on his responsibilities. Surely my one remaining hope was to denounce Archer in public, standing as a candidate. Then, walking past a travel agent I saw the offer from Iberia. Anywhere in Europe from Spain, return, for 25000 pesetas. Maximum stay ten days. Pay in September and fly in November. I went back on 1 November 1999 armed with 200 copies of the document and attachments addressed to His Royal Highness the Prince of Wales and dated 1 November 1999 which is included at exhibit JPC/W3<br><br>26 It was at this point that the good Lord had intervened once again on my behalf, for the timing was truly miraculous. Archer had just been nominated by the Conservative Party with a glowing character reference from William Hague. The written promise never to deal in Anglia shares had just been put into the public domain. The Labour Government, as a prelude to whitewash, had just asked a senior civil servant to "have a look" at the Anglia inquiry. And Mr. Blair was having unexpected difficulty in imposing his candidate in preference to Ken Livingstone. I sent the letters on 3 November 1999, including one to Mr. GK Jones, Chief Executive of Wandsworth Council. On 19 November 1999 Lord Archer stood down.<br><br>27 But that did nothing for my children. Co three months later I wrote to Lady Archer to suggest we make peace. This letter of 1 February 2000 is included at Exhibit JPC/W3, and was sent to third parties a few days early. Jeffrey Archer was expelled from the Conservative Party on 4 February 2000.<br><br>28 My property was entered into auction on 24 February 2000, nearly five and a half months after repossession, and sold for 65,500. In that boom market property was selling itself and a normal sale could have been achieved in one-fourth the time. Outside of my knowledge I was being systematically cheated by Wandsworth Council.<br><br>29 I waited nearly two months for a reply from Lady Archer, but none came. So I wrote to the children of Lord and Lady Archer, who are the honourable William Archer and the honourable James Archer. This document dated 3 April 2000 and attachments are included at Exhibit JPC/W3. One hundred copies were sent to significant third parties in London between 27 and 31 March 2000<br><br>30 For the second time the machine at Wandsworth Council moved into gear. On 6 April 2000 1,699 plus expenses and costs for WT9111421 were deducted, and the balance of 62,888.50 paid into court "To be held by the court for the Defendant’s benefit". Recall that the sale took place at auction on 24 February 2000. That means ten percent on the hammer and the balance in seven days. But nothing happened for six weeks. And the sum of 6170.55, the judgment for which had been won on 5 November 1999 under claim WT902314, was not deducted before payment into court. Nor were the associated costs, for the Stamp and the Asterisk did not want two sets of costs for just the single property.<br>31 Instead a third claim was launched on 12 April 2000, the second under claim number WT902314. And even though my address in Spain appears on the face of that claim of 12 April 2000, Wandsworth County Court kept control of my money and told me nothing about it.<br><br>32 Now imagine the position I would have walked into had I gone to Grantchester as promised. Had I called at the Old Vicarage to be met not by the honourable William or the honourable James, but by officers of the law armed with a warrant for the arrest of John Paul Cleary for the murder of Jill Dando? How could I defend myself with no money to buy legal representation? My name would be off the Property Register for 45 Youngs Court. The proceeds from the sale would be under the control of the court and I would not even know about it. Even if I did manage to find out, the little matter of WT902314 was still outstanding (the larger sum), the application for which had been made on 12 April 2000, three days before I was arrested. And the very large sums owed me by Anglia Television were still blocked by that forgery issued on 9 February 1995 by His Honour Judge John Baker under a false and fictitious name. (Can we blame the young and impressionable Mr. Blair if he learns from his father and mother?)<br><br>33 And for how long would the "killer" of golden girl Jill Dando survive on remand in prison? It would not be very long at all before Mr. Walker could apply on behalf of the claimant for an Order pursuant to Order 30 Rule 12 of the County Court rules. And include proper payment under this new claim number, so he could lawfully extract from my estate the sum of 6,170.55 plus all outstanding costs. Before the balance reverted to the Crown.<br><br>34 And of course that forgery of 12 April 2000 would never see the light of day. No payment had been made, no audit trail to follow, so no hearing had ever been intended. Nothing had been sent out. And the costs outstanding from claim WT902314 would be rolled into the new claim number. And nobody would know that the debt had been split into two as the basis for two separate actions against me. All loose ends neatly tied up. <br><br>35 But it was a feint, and one tempting enough and convincing enough to fool the Harlot into making her move. And when I did not return everything really fell apart for Mr. Blair.<br><br>36 Instead I wrote formally to Janet Reno, Attorney General to the United States of America, on 17 April 2000. The subject matter was the “Lloyds of London” extortion racket and a copy of this document, with attachments, is included at exhibit JPC/w3.<br><br>37 Then the coup de grace – from my hand but beyond my consciousness. My letter to Janet Reno of 29 May 2000 which is included at exhibit JPC/w3. Jeffrey Archer has broken the two cardinal rules: never confess and never snitch. Every jury in America will look at that exchange between Bischoff and Poskonov about Romanov and know for certain what happened to Lloyds names. What began so long ago with Archer’s stupidity will end with Archer’s stupidity.<br><br>38 Now imagine the Council of Europe at Feira. Germany had been blackmailed by Clinton and Blair – “We don’t want German Nazis as permanent members of the Security Council”. France and Germany see the danger and want to move ahead faster for mutual protection. “We should be allowed to press ahead and create a unified core. It is not exclusive, and any who wish to join us are welcome.” But Blair, Aznar and Aherne all subscribe to the Clive Hollick model for social policy in Europe – “rape and pillage”. It is put to the vote. Britain, Spain and Ireland play their veto card as one. “Are you sure?” asks the German foreign minister. “Yes, we are.” “Then you had better take a look at this” and passes to the British, with a copy to the Portuguese President, a sheet of paper in a familiar hand, this time in blue. Blair turns white. And sooner or later the veto is withdrawn.<br><br>Dear Mr. Blair,<br> I write further to our long history of correspondences on this fraud, going all the way back to 27 May 1994. The day your good friend Clive Hollick marched into Norwich with his marauding army and ripped the guts out of Anglia Television. And gave us a foretaste of the Blair vision for social policy in Europe.<br> Between yourself and Queen Elizabeth II you exercise the Royal Prerogative. Two persons in secret coalition. Which is responsible, morally and in law, for the exercise of those powers? For there is safety in uncertainty (or plausible deniability) as I have found.<br> It is my conviction and belief that, like Malcolm Wall, you are deliberately defective in your appointment; that you exercise your powers because everyone “knows” you are Prime Minister, but that in law you are acting ultra vires; and that you can be disowned by the Sovereign as she uses and discards so many others. All the way back to Crawfie.<br> Prove you are acting in good faith and with the authority of the Sovereign. Or cede your right to vote in Portugal.<br><br>39 Next, to Ahern. The Irish veto is withdrawn. “…..you have sold us into bondage for thirty pieces of the Harlot’s silver. I, John Cleary, citizen of Ireland in good standing, refute your right to vote on behalf of the sovereign people of Ireland. You are a paid collaborator.” The German Chancellor looks at Aznar and the Spanish veto is withdrawn. The Scottish Rite Freemasons are routed, for Solomon was rejected by the God of Abraham, of Isaac and of Israel (IKings 11:11-13). And Europe can grow and develop anew as the bastion of democracy in this world<br><br><br>40 And of course everything in the world has changed since then, and very much for the better. And I take particular satisfaction from unmasking the fraudulent Mr. Blair for the rotten little Scottish Nazi he is, and will do the same for the fraudulent Mr. Major. For what began on 27 May 1994 came full circle on 19 June 2000.<br><br>41 And then, on 25 June 2000 Wandsworth Council/Court/Lodge tried to escape from the trap they had set for John Cleary. Ten weeks late, in secret and on Sunday they set a “hearing” and send this forged application into Spain. This forgery, whose only purpose was to deny me access to my own assets when most in need. To take away any possibility of defending myself by buying legal representation. To make me easy prey for when the Nazis chose to strike against me.<br><br>42 Within 24 hours of receipt on 29 June I wrote to denounce the forgery to the senior mason at the Wandsworth County Court and the Chief Executive of Wandsworth Council. In reply I was sent an inadequate acknowledgement from the CEO. Then a sign of defiance from the asterisk dated 17 July and included at Exhibit JPC/w3. This is most helpful. “MJC” is Mr. M J Cooper. The asterisk is smarter than Jeffrey Archer. She denies all wrongdoing. Except there is no claim number WT 902341 and the body of text has no meaning in law. And there was no letter of 5 July 2000. Since the Mayor and Burgesses choose to remain silent about the forgery with intent to murder and my letter of 3 July 2000 the jurors will be at liberty to draw their own conclusions about the complicity of Messrs. Walker and Jones. From the Court mason there has been nothing about my money. Four generations of Nazi bloodline withhold this Irishman’s only nourishment and the world looks on as history repeats itself.<br><br>43 So who put the hand and might of Wandsworth Council to the Statement of Truth on 12 April 2000? For the mason that lurks behind the asterisk is one of the Harlot’s pack of wolf bitches in sheep’s clothing. Middle class women lawyers with the eyes of Caligula, and who have never known real hardship nor real ecstasy in the arms of a man. Hard for a man to fight back when under attack – they tell you to act more like a gentleman (Angela Merkel). And so vulnerable and fragile and disadvantaged because they are women they are worthy of extra-special care and attention wherever they go.<br><br>44 In the present context I will paraphrase the archetype wolf bitch, who came to power with the words of St Francis of Assisi, established and brought to fruition the Lloyds extortion racket, and then robbed we English of our democracy: “Give me back the gold fillings you stole from my dead body”. 62888.50 being held by the Nazis of the Windsor dynasty<br><br>45 Who is this Nazi wolf bitch who thought she could steal this ram’s property, leave him naked and defenseless for his life, easy meat for the Harlot and her evil sect? Who is this Nazi wolf bitch who thought she could take away my only hope when framed for the murder of Jill Dando? As that other Nazi wolf bitch, Caroline Carter (of Ashurst Morris Crisp), took away my only livelihood and my rights to habeas corpus and free speech. Who is this Nazi wolf bitch who, while not personally my murderer, creates the right conditions for my murder to take place. As the Harlot creates the right conditions for this culture of cheating and corruption to flourish and devastate the English nation. As 150 years ago when the original Harlot Queen did not personally murder one-third the Irish nation. She just brought about the right conditions for their murder to take place. Then donated 50 to ease their suffering.<br><br>46 Never mind the Holocaust exhibition in London. I look forward to visiting the very first Irish Famine exhibition in the English capital. Or better still a timely reminder in Washington. For I find it hard to conceive of the changes that must take place in the human body when suddenly deprived of all nourishment, all raw materials. Possibly like the full-blown AIDS victim, though incomparably more acute. All that pain and suffering and decay, concentrated into perhaps three or four weeks of degradation. And all around that same death and destruction and decomposition. No food, no dignity and certainly no medical care. One-third the people. The Black Death of Central Europe as the Final Solution visited on the people of Ireland. And where else in years to come?<br><br>47 I know for myself that when the time comes for me to meet my maker I would choose to go quickly and with little pain, as in a holocaust gas chamber, or at the hands and feet of a violent schizophrenic. Than endure the slow, agonizing, lingering torture that is starvation with no hope. British Nazis really should not throw stones.<br>47 <br> In the name of the most holy Trinity, from whom is all authority and to whom,<br> As our final end, all actions of men and states must be referred,<br> We, the People of Eire,<br> Humbly acknowledging all our obligations to our divine lord Jesus Christ, who<br> Sustained our fathers through centuries of trial,<br>Gratefully remembering their heroic and unremitting struggle to regain the rightful independence of our nation,<br>And seeking to promote the common good, with due observation of prudence, justice and charity, so that the freedom and dignity of the individual may be assured, true social order attained, the unity of our country restored, and concord established with other nations<br>Do hereby adopt, enact, and give to ourselves this constitution.<br><br>48 Who is this Nazi wolf bitch who took away my financial defenses, as that other wolf bitch Mary Robinson took away my constitutional defenses and my Irish human rights? Who is this Nazi wolf bitch who took away my only nourishment as that other Nazi wolf bitch Mary McAleese took away the Irish Constitution and the Irish-American Friendship Treaty from the Republicans in the North? Who is this Nazi wolf bitch who thought she could hold on to this ram’s money and slip through a routine hearing on 21 August 2000 (possibly at a different court)? Was it LEG that manufactured this forgery with intent to murder? For I read that more men have been hung for forgery in England than for murder, that the death penalty is still extant under English law, and that what we all need is more positive discrimination in order to achieve true equality between the sexes. FREEDOM. EQUALITY. BROTHERHOOD.<br><br><br>Copies of this document, when sworn, will be sent to:<br><br>The Lord Chancellor of England (ref. Queens Bench 1994-c-2024)<br>The president of France and Europe (ref. Justice and Subsidiarity)<br>The President of the F.R. of Germany (ref. Angela Merkel)<br>The Vice President of the USA (ref. Irish American Friendship Treaty)<br>The Secretary General of the United Nations (Ref. Mary Robinson)<br>The President of the Constitutional Court of Spain (ref. 3414/98 – M)<br>The attorney General of the USA (ref. “Lloyds of London”)<br>The Commissioner of the Metropolitan Police (ref. Barry Bulsara)<br>The Irish Government janitor (ref. Mary McAleese)<br><br><br><br><br> <p></p><i></i>
