My brother’s attorney repeatedly threatened and accused me and finally demanded that I do something so unethical that I resigned.

Next, I was petitioned. The petition consisted of 8 false accusations. I knew I had been honest and mistakenly believed that if you are honest and can prove with physical evidence that you have acted in good faith, you have nothing to fear from the law. I represented myself.

As this was now in probate court, none of the trust law or the trust, for that matter had any relevance. I was now held to the same standard as a professional certified trust attorney. I have a high school education.

Each trip to court was over 700 miles from my house. I was never allowed to speak. I was sanctioned $1,000 for not turning over the information that I had proof of service that I’d sent them. This same information was attached to documents filed with the court.

When the bench trial finally happened, I was cautioned to contain myself to the matters of the petition. I was not allowed to object as I listened to opposing council lie during his opening statement. An hour an a half later, I didn’t even know where to start. False accusations going back to before Mom dyed, 38 exhibits, NOTHING BACKED UP WITH PROOF! The judge cautioned that the trial was to go no later then 4:15. The judge allowed my brother’s attorney to go for nearly 2 hours giving his closing argument, stopping him at 4:10. I had 5 minutes to respond to nearly 2 hours of lies.

The judgment: I was found guilty of bad faith for something that I was never accused of or had opportunity to defend my self from. I was to reimburse my evil brother $58,000 for his attorney fees going back to when he first hired the guy. My brother got less then $10,000. My brother’s attorney has cost me nearly $200,000. I have less then $1,000, my cabin and my car. My struggling gift store is my only source of income.

I did finally retain an attorney to ensure that I did the last of this correctly. At $350 per hour, I could not afford to call him to ask a question. I had to let him go hoping I’ll be able to come up with the money to pay his last bill. Since the beginning of May, I have already paid him nearly $20,000.

So, why do I hate attorneys. I don’t hate all attorneys. I hate my brother’s attorney. My brother was the perfect dupe. Half a million dollars inheritance and less then half a brain. This attorney started out by cutting off all communication. He emailed me multiple times daily and sent many of the same things in the mail. He kept anything from getting settled. He stoked the fires of my brother’s resentment that he, the oldest son had not been chosen as trustee. He bent and twisted the law. He used the court to extort tens of thousands of dollars, ruined a family and may succeed in making me homeless. The saddest part is that he has destroyed my belief in the law and this country. I have experienced profound hatred because of my brother’s attorney. So my brother has succeeded. He has given my inheritance to his attorney and he has made a loved one into an enemy.

I wrote the S.O.B. an email and asked him what in the hell was he doing? I told him that I did not hire him to represent the other lawyer and his clients to me. I didn’t give a damn about what they proposed. He took almost a $1000.00. I went to his office and told him to his face was a stupid kid that didn’t know how to represent his client. Watch out for these blood sucking, money stealing asshole.

I like Ralph DeMattia’s comment I will use it tomorrow.

You know what’s really fun to do? Ask a lawyer if he/she know the 5 things necessary to be a truly honest lawyer. The odds are they’ll say “NO”, then you say, “I didn’t think you would!”

loving the super friends!

V

Time to find some other random fucking phobia to haunt my nightmares.

Perhaps a fear of caning or cholera is in order.

Is this correct?