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Sample of Common Types of Emails in EnglishPersonal emails: Introducing yourself for the first timeMany people still write formal business emails, but these days there aren’t as many reasons to write personal emails. A lot of our communication is through online chatting, apps, texts, or other methods. But there are still some situations when an English student might need to write a personal email in English.General rules for personal emails in English:Politeness: You don’t need to use formal language, but you do want to appear polite and friendly. Because of that, if you make any requests, be sure to make them polite Instead of saying “Write me back,” for example, try something like “If you have a chance, I’d love to hear back from you,” or even “Please write back when you have a chance.”Greetings: For greetings, it’s common to use “Dear [First Name].”Closings: To say goodbye, use something like “Thanks,” “See you soon!” or even a brief sentence like “I’m really looking forward to meeting you in person.” Be sure to write/type your name, even if it will be included in your signature.Casualness: With these types of emails, you can probably include more jokes or informal comments. However, still be careful about the tone of your email, especially if you don’t know the recipient well.Example of a personal email:Dear xyz Family,Hello, my name is xyz. I received a confirmation letter from the exchange organization today. It said I’ll be staying with you for two months later this year. I wanted to introduce myself so you can know a bit more about me.I’m 18 years old. I like listening to rock music, playing basketball, and reading comic books. I will graduate from high school later this year, and I hope to go to college next year. I’ve never traveled outside of my country, so meeting you and visiting your country will be an exciting, new experience for me!I’d also like to know more about you, so if you have a chance, please write back at this email address. If you have any questions for me, I’d be happy to answer them.Thanks again for agreeing to host me—I’m very excited to meet you in person!xyzGeneral rules for semi-formal emails in English:Length: Again, keep it short. Especially when you’re trying to find a time that works for many people, you may have to exchange a few emails. So make them short and clear.Respect: Remember that you’re requesting a favor from the recipient, so be respectful and not demanding.Greetings: Use formal or semi-formal greetings. You can still use “Dear _____,” but instead of including the recipient’s first name, use their title (Mr., Mrs., Ms., Dr., Prof., etc) and last name.Closings: Depending on the purpose, you can probably use a semi-formal goodbye, such as “Thanks,” “Hope to hear from you soon” or “Thanks in advance.” If it’s someone you have talked to before in person, you can maybe use something less formal, like “Have a great weekend.”Clarity: If you’re requesting a specific day, that day/date and time should be very clear. Try to give multiple options. That way, if your top choice doesn’t work, your recipient has other dates/times to choose from.Example of a semi-formal email:Dear xyz,I really enjoyed your Introduction to Writing Course, and I was interested in continuing by taking the Advanced Writing Course next semester. I’d like to meet with you to ask a few questions about the course, and also to get more information about the scholarship for international students.Would it be possible to meet with you at your office sometime next week? I’m available during your regular office hours on Monday and Wednesday (2-5 p.m.), but if you’re busy on those days, I could also meet any time on Tuesday or on Friday afternoon. Please let me know what day and time would work best for you.Thanks very much for your time and help!xyzGeneral rules for formal emails in English:Politeness: Once again, be very polite. Remember that if someone works in customer service, they probably receive many complaint emails every day. So have some patience and compassion. The other person is human, too.Formality: Avoid making jokes, using slang words, or saying things that seem informal.Clarity: Be clear by including any relevant details.Requests: State the result or response that you want or expect. This is also called “actionable” writing. For example, if your product broke, you may want to request a replacement or a refund. So state exactly what you are requesting.Greetings: For greetings, a common phrase is “To Whom It May Concern,” since you probably won’t know the name of the person who will be receiving the email. But if you do know the name, you can use “Dear [Title] [Last Name],” like in the semi-formal email example.If those seem too formal, you may want to try something like “Good Morning/Afternoon/Evening.” It could make you seem friendly and make the recipient more receptive to your complaint or questions.Closings: For goodbyes, a simple “Sincerely” is best. But if it’s a less formal company or you’ve already interacted with them, you could also say some kind of thanks.Samples: In addition to asking a native speaker to check your email, it’s a good idea to search for templates or samples of the type of email you’re writing. There are many examples on the internet and you can probably find ones that will help guide you in your situation.Example of a formal email:To Whom It May Concern,I recently bought a toaster from your company, but unfortunately, it appears that the heating element isn’t working correctly.For reference, the model number is TOS-577, and I bought it on May 1, 2020, at the Toaster Emporium in New York City. I returned the toaster to the store, but they said I should contact you because the model had been an “open-box” discontinued model. Because of that, they weren’t able to offer a refund or exchange.I can understand the Toaster Emporium’s position, but the toaster shouldn’t have broken so soon. It is still covered under your company’s one-year warranty, so I would like to exchange the toaster for a working model. If that isn’t possible I would like to receive a refund. Please let me know what steps I need to take for this to happen.Thanks very much for your help with this situation.Sincerely,xyzSource: Internet

Something I posted on Reddit recently. It should answer your question. all of it is just one story of bringing your firearms to NJ. and one way It can go.Warning: This rant contains cringe. Also if you can’t stomach reading stories about the authoritarian and corrupt police state that is NJ, then avert your eyes.My name is u/skycaptain144238, well obviously thats not my birth name but that honestly is not all that important. This is a story from my life and, 5 years 11 months and 10 days of it stolen by the NJ state government. Everything I write here is as best as I can remember it and has been corroborated by the other persons there witnessing it. Some of it is excerpts from the journal I kept in jail, some of it from memories that still haunt me to this day. I am writing this to correct blatant falsehoods printed by New Jersey Local News, Breaking News, Sports & Weather and other news agencies including The Star Ledger. Also to drag into the sun one of the dark sides of NJ. That being said, the only thing that may not be incredibly accurate is some of the actual dialogue, but it is close enough, but the important words are verbatim. They are words that I will never forget and can not forget and will never forgive.I am originally from NJ, I moved to NY state for 2 years to be closer to my girlfriend at the time. There I developed a love for shooting sports and began my gun collection. And mind you this is all pre SAFE Act. I then made the terrible mistake of moving back to NJ with firearms in tow, while blissfully and ignorantly assuming that all states had the same laws regarding guns *foreshadowing*. Keeping this in mind remember; “Ignorantia juris non excusat” (Latin for “Ignorance of the law excuses not). This is where my story should end and I’m sure beyond a doubt most of you who own guns in the state can assume the rest, but unfortunately it is far more complicated than that.So now I want to take you on a journey of misery and hell and give you the reader an inside look at how the Constitution of the United States and the rights of supposedly free Americans are squashed under foot in this great and wonderful state. The saddest fact is that my story is one of thousands out there. I am not the first one something like this has happened to and I will not be the last.On Jan of 2010 a few days into being 21 and within several months of moving into my new apartment I had a knock on my door during dinner time with a school friend. Not that it is important or even relevant but I WAS going to have pork chops and sweet potatoes I still wonder to this day if the pork turned out any good? I digress I will be doing a lot of that FYI. The knock was the police 2 of them to be precise.They asked If I owned any “weapons” I said “No” he looked behind me on the wall in my living room where I kept my hunting bow and pointed to it and said “that’s a weapon, are you lying to me then?” shaking my head understandingly because now I know we were at the stage where they are looking for probable cause I replied “no officer THAT is a hunting TOOL, not a weapon but i’m sure anything can be abused and turned into a weapon, including words”.He did not like this at all. He asked to search my residence and knowing that silence is consent and saying yes would be idiotic (I have a police officer and a former lawyer in my family and they have drilled into my head what to say when asked this) I replied with a very loud and clear “no I do not consent to a search of my home” he looked a little more than angry but I asked him if there was anything else I could do for him he shook his head no and I began to shut the door.He then jammed his foot in the way of the door, once it touched his foot he barreled through the entrance and tackled me yelling as loud as he could “ASSAULT ON A POLICE OFFICER, THAT WAS ASSAULT!” he then picked me up and slammed me into a wall and cuffed me, while the other officer a female went and cleared the rest of the rooms and came out of the kitchen holding my very confused and slightly miffed dinner guest by the arm.Sitting me down on the foot stool in front of my couch the officer said to his partner “get the consent form from the car, and take that one into the hall” pointing at my friend. After she left he began searching my house tossing the furniture and asking me where I kept my guns. I kept silent and I was determined to remain so. Officer #2 I will call for the sake of ease returned with a form, Officer #1 took a pen from his pocket and began to fill out the form. Then he turned it to me and pointed at the signature line and there was a squiggle of pen across it, he said “thank you for cooperating” then turned to #2 and said “take him to the car”.When I got outside it looked like the entire police department had showed up. They brought me to the police station and put me into an interrogation room after taking my picture and doing some paperwork. Here is where I learned a few key facts from 2 police officers standing and talking outside the door. The first bit of info was that It was an election year, how does this effect me you ask? Well it turns out the police chief was running for political office and these kinds of things look good in the news papers. The second bit of information was how they knew about my guns, this question had not occurred to me till then.Apparently while he was prowling outside of my apartment one of my neighbors had seen me cleaning my rifle on my living room table several hours before when my friend opened the front door to go to his car. I would find out later who dropped the tip, it was the mentally unstable man that lived downstairs, who would lurk around in the laundry room in the basement, and harass people for cigarettes on the front steps of the building. He once told me he was a Vietnam vet and a member of the mafia, this I brushed off as the rantings of a lunatic and would later find out I was correct in that assumption.While I was sitting in the station my house was being raided by not just the local police who had no warrants or consent to search, but the prosecutors office, bomb squad, and this is the gods honest truth The DHS, ATF, and FBI specifically the anti-terrorism task force. This because I had tattoos that they thought could be tied to some biker gang. They are not. They are all video game related, and I don’t even own a motorcycle. After an initial search they evacuated the entire building, then completely ransacked and destroyed my possessions.They came up with 1 rifle an FN-FAL with 3 15rd mags (legal at the time) that had been converted to semi auto and made U.S. compliant and imported by a company called Century Arms. This I had purchased legally from a dealer in NY with proper NICS check. Next was 1 Singer 1911 that had been a family heirloom that was worth about 80–90k at auction considering the manufacturer and year it was manufactured (this gun later was never entered as evidence and disappeared completely in the legal papers, but I won’t complain that hard it was one less charge). Next was 1 black powder shotgun that I had bought at a yard sale in Vermont the year before. And finally 1 Polish ww2 flare gun with 5 25mm flares (I bought it at a gun show I thought it was neat).Now here is where it gets dicey if it wasn’t already, I’m assuming somewhere one of these officers realized they just basically went full Waco Texas for a rifle, handgun (that at this point someone had stuck in their pocket), and an antique black powder shotgun and flair gun. So they got to work trying to find stuff in my house that they could piece together to incriminate me even further. Why stop at just some lousy guns when you could be the the hero of the people right? Protecting them from a potential copycat Unabomber means you can pat yourself on the back even harder at the end of the day right? So create a conspiracy they did.They found various bits of exhaust parts from my ex-girlfriends vespa scooter, ( if I’m to be guilty of anything it is that I’m a hoarder of old and broken mechanical parts my wife can attest to that) including a muffler that they branded “a firearms suppressor” because according to them it was “in the vicinity” of the rifle and could be with the tools present altered to produce a suppressor, and the bits of exhaust and plumbing parts from my tool bag were paired with some old fireworks left over from the previous years 4th of July Celebration along with about 4 feet of model cannon fuse I had from a model cannon that thank god I sold before I moved. All of this effort just to say that I had the material thus the motive to build bombs and thus legitimizing their gross display of tax dollar spending.Back at the interrogation room, the hammer of the federal justice system was about to come down. A large man, no let me rephrase that, a GIANT of a man entered the room, covered in tattoos and had a beard down to his stomach, introduced himself as an agent of the FBI’s Anti-Terrorism Task force. Without preamble he looked at me with those hard dead eyes that only can belong to a vet or someone who has seen many ghastly horrible things and said simply “we are here to investigate you”. I said “that’s fine I want a lawyer”.He laughed and said “we are past that now” I returned the laugh and asked politely “past what? I want a lawyer” He looked really agitated and continued on as if I had not said anything “so what gang are you in? Arian brotherhood? (insert some bike gang name here)?” I ignored him and repeated again this time a bit firmer, “Lawyer”. He broke, getting up he slammed his fist on the table and started yelling like he was acting in some Law and Order episode, “I am going to investigate you, I am going to contact everyone you ever talked too, I will find out what you ate for dinner yesterday” I interjected “That’s easy it was meatballs and ziti, and I was supposed to to have pork chops and sweet potatoes tonight but some A$$H0l3z knocked on my door and now I’m stuck talking to you”. He let out a chuckle and smiled that terrible smile of someone that could eat a person, that kind of smug smile that can only mean trouble for me and without a hint of remorse in his voice he said “Well you won’t have to worry about that anymore where you’re going they cook for you”.After that they didn’t question me anymore, I later found out my “friend” was being interrogated in the next room and was singing like a bird just agreeing to anything and everything the police said, after they lied to him and said I was trying to frame him. Saying the guns were his and that he came over asking to hide them. They also threatened to lock him up with me, and that would be bad for his Navy career. So after that he started signing any piece of paper they put in front of him. In retrospect I can’t blame him, it was 3:30AM at this point and he was tired and wanted nothing to do with this situation and of course wanted nothing more than to go home and sleep.So shortly there after the media was alerted because the Police chief wanted it that way and it became a circus. I was transported to the Essex county jail and during my bail hearing, which was done via webcam, the judge looked at my charges 11 in total all felonies and remarked “he must be, or thinks he is, some sort of assassin” and laughed and looked around the room then set my bail at a staggering and excessive $100k no 10% option. It was then it started to sink in, I was going to do time. My rights were going to be stripped from me and I was going to be locked away for many years with scumbags and actual criminals.I had no money and was not an NRA life member at the time so hiring a lawyer was not an option. I instead opted for a public defender (the second worst mistake of my life). This man as it turned out was not particularly Anti-gun but really did not want to be involved in what had become a high profile case. He was a tall man with sad eyes, too many years of paperwork and an over indulgence of coffee gave his eyes a sunken and gaunt look. He did not look entirely thrilled to be here with me.The first thing I brought up, was the fact that the police had no probable cause and had forged my signature on the consent to search form. He just tutted and said “that will be hard to prove considering the attention this case is getting from the media, but don’t worry I’m sure the prosecutor will come up with some kind of deal” Thats about when even more of the gravity of my situation began to settle on me. I realized this man was going to be useless. I was lost.He lead off first by questioning me about the bombs, at this time I had no idea I was even being charged with “possession of a destructive device” 6 counts in total. This being news to me, I croaked “what bombs?”. He looked at me disbelievingly “The bombs you manufactured”, still this wasn’t ringing any bells. Sure when I was younger my friends and I would pack things like Snapple bottles and tennis balls full of match heads and light them on fire and watch as it would shoot fire out of the mouth of the bottle or in the case of tennis balls make a loud “PWOP” sound and it would fire burning match heads everywhere. (I do not in any way shape or form condone doing anything like that, it is dangerous, it was stupid then and remains stupid now, find a better hobby).All I could think of was the fireworks, little red poppers about the width of a pencil and 1 inch long. They were loud but could do no real damage to anything. They where stored responsibly in a fire and water proof container in my closet with my rifle and ammo. He then showed me pictures of various pieces of pipe and strangely a discarded tuna can that was in my garbage from that days lunch. They where all filled to the top with fireworks with a bit of cannon fuze hastily duct tapped to the side of it. It was almost comical. I retorted “I didn’t do that”. He just looked at me with pity and said, “I can’t help you if you lie to me, remember you should be honest with your lawyer, a person that is trying to help you” I was getting agitated, I responded “I’m serious! That was not in my house when the police entered” he just shook his head in disbelief and said “alright”Moving on he then pulled out a picture of the after market Vespa muffler that I had purchased. It was a Chinese knock off that was ordered cheaply online and did not fit the outside diameter of the stock exhaust pipe, I ordered a new one to replace it but kept it thinking I could repurpose it somehow, maybe use it on a go-cart I had planned to build ever since I had acquired the motor when I was 12. I am a collector of junk not at a hoarding level, hardly. I regularly donate or throw things away I can find no use for, but I have and always will have one closet in my home dedicated to various bits of metal from one thing or another.So here I sat looking at a picture of this muffler. He commented “this is a firearm suppressor you are bing charged with”, I shook my head “No. That is a scooter muffler”. He said “Regardless of that you are being charged with it”. Holding up another picture, I stared at it and had to think hard about what I was looking at. Then It clicked, I recognized it as the barrel to one of my paintball guns. It was an after market barrel designed to quiet the gun down, this time it was an actual suppressor. But not one designed for a fire arm but rather a paintball gun. He said “And this” I groaned and asked “let me guess, It’s illegal to own one even if its for a paintball gun, which I’m surprised I’m not being charged with too, considering the way things are going.” He just nodded.What little of NJ gun law I did know at the time from having spoken to my family members that did own firearms, was that an FID or Firearms Identification was only required to purchase not possess a long gun in the state of NJ. So by this logic why was I being charged? He informed me that the only reason I was being charged with possession of the rifle was because even though the rifle was physically compliant, i.e. the rifle had a solid stock, 20in barrel, no bayonet lugs, and no muzzle break.According to him state law prohibits the possession of “assault firearms”, my response was “I have seen Ar-15’s at the store and other FN-FAL’s like mine being sold” he shook his head and said “No, you saw Ar-15 PATTERN rifles in the store, the words FN-FAL or Ar-15 aka “scary letters” where not stamped on the side making them legal for purchase.” Continuing he said “As for the shotgun, in other states a black powder firearm including air rifles can be purchased over the counter without a background check” I interjected, “let me guess, except in NJ”, he nodded.That was about the time I felt the real urge to find the person responsible for these insane, asinine laws and just fall at his or her feet and weep out of pity for the head trauma they must have received at some time or another in their life. Below is a list of firearms that a NJ resident can own as long as it is a “pattern” version of it.Armalite AR-180 typeAustralian Automatic Arms SARAvtomat Kalashnikov type semi-automatic firearmsBeretta AR-70 and BM59 semi-automatic firearmsBushmaster Assault RifleCalico M-900 Assault carbine and M-900 (This one is my favorite, if the politicians really wanted to screw over gun owners they should just only allow the people to own this gun or its variants, anyone who has had the misfortune of waisting their money on one will understand, for those that have never come face to to face with this monster, I will explain in layman’s terms: Garbage. Anyone who defends this hunk of plastic and scrap steel is either the owner of Calico or a putz. However this is a good example of firearms legislation being influenced by movie and game culture)CETME G3Chartered Industries of Singapore SR-88 typeColt AR-15 and CAR-15 series (Colt Match Target Rifle are allowed) (Hey dumb dumb, yeah you law maker, THEY ARE THE SAME RIFLE YOU CLOWN!)Daewoo K-1, K-2, Max 1 and Max 2, AR 100 typesDemro TAC-1 carbine typeEncom MP-9 and MP-45 carbine typesFAMAS MAS223 typesFN-FAL, FN-LAR, or FN-FNC type semi-automatic firearms (Can’t have “scary letters” or you go to jail, this I know as a fact)Franchi SPAS 12 and LAW 12 shotgunsG3SA typeGalil type (Whoever came up with this ban is obviously anti-Semitic)Heckler and Koch HK91, HK93, HK94, MP5, PSG-1 (If you have this kind of money why in gods name would you willingly live in NJ?)Intratec TEC 9 and 22 semi-automatic firearmsM1 carbine type (the .30 pistol caliber carbine is a no go, but the .30–06 Garand? Yeah no problem as shown bellow)M14S type (M1A's are allowed) (M1A’s? naw, cant ban that! its your grandpas gun.)MAC 10, MAC 11, MAC 11-9mm carbine type firearmsPJK M-68 carbine typePlainfield Machine Company CarbineRuger K-Mini-14/5F and Mini-14/5RFSIG AMT, SIG 550SP, SIG 551SP, SIG PE-57 typesSKS with detachable magazine type (they make those? I thought it was stripper clip only? well now I need to do some homework)Spectre Auto carbine typeSpringfield Armory BM59 and SAR-48 typeSterling MK-6, MK-7 and SAR typesSteyr A.U.G. semi-automatic firearmsUSAS 12 semi-automatic type shotgunUzi type semi-automatic firearmsValmet M62, M71S, M76, or M78 type semi-automatic firearmsWeaver Arm Nighthawk (who would be caught dead at a range with this ugly duckling? No white after Labor day, no WA-N ever…there is no acceptable time to ever hurt another persons eyeballs with style that atrocious)I went back to my cell feeling like I was going to throw up. I had to resign myself to my fate. What I could have not known or maybe did not want to know at the time, was that this is the head space my lawyer wanted me to be in. Ready and willing to sign any piece of paper that came my way. Any deal was a good deal for him. Less work you see.Then came the waiting. The agonizing waiting, soul crushing, brain drain that is the justice system. They say the wheels turn slowly but dear god man, a little oil on the bearings wouldn’t hurt. The others I was locked up with were less fortunate, some waiting as long as 2 years for a trial. In total I spent 11 months and 10 days in jail.A week into being in my cell I was given a graphic novel by one of the other inmates who was being released. It was ironically enough “V for Vendetta” maybe not SO ironic considering that almost all of the men incarcerated here fantasized that they could take down the system. In a similar style too V himself I assume. This caused self refection. Was I a criminal? Did I break the law? How could I have? I have the second amendment on my side?! Right? Right? Wrong. I found out fast and hard that the state treats not just just parts, but all of the Constitution like some sort of rag that a group of lunatics wrote 200 years ago. In particular the second amendment was just the rantings and ravings of some long dead mad man, who felt that the people of the United States had a right, nay, a duty to defend themselves and their countrymen from tyranny. Even though every politician in this state had sworn to uphold this document, it was only ever so they could stuff their bank accounts with money.During my stay at the the local pokey, I was sent to the hospital twice after receiving 2 severe beatings carried out by multiple gang members both times for no particular reason other than to steal what little I had. Fighting back had occurred to me, and heck I had gotten rather good at fighting back in high school, mostly due to a combination of a lack of F’s and my quick cutting wit that much dumber more violent prone people found infuriating. Because of this I had learned to back my mouth up with my fists. I was never one to throw the first punch but sometimes depending on the opponent I was the last. I was, and still am level headed and never quick to anger. Nor have I ever gained ANY sort of pleasure from hurting anyone. Ever. Have I ever hoped that someone would get struck by lightning or get hit by a bus? oh you bet ya’. I digress, The reason I never fought back came in the form of an unusual and interesting visit form an old friend. Get reddy for an M. Night Shyamalan level twist folks, probably followed by a lot of off topic weirdness.Remember the crazy old man that tipped off the police in the first place? Well here he was, in front of me in jail and in my cell with me, flesh and bone. Honestly It took me a second to recognize him, he was my new bunk mate. Perfect. Here he stood shaking and sweating and avoiding eye contact with me. All I could do was laugh. God I laughed it seemed almost an alien thing to me, after not having done it in so long. I laughed so hard I almost blacked out. I laughed until I could laugh no longer then all I could muster was a giggle that lasted for several minutes.When I was done I looked at him and asked directly “what are you in for?” he sighed and sat on the bed next to me looking defeated and mumbled “Guns.” I said with astonishment “Guns?” he looked at me and nodded and began recounting his story. “See when I called the police on you, oh and I’m sorry about that by the way, I was jealous, of your guns, I wanted them and I figured if I couldn’t have one, I didn’t want you to have one.” This is where It started to sink in, this man was mentally disabled, he had the mannerisms and speech patterns of a 5 or 6 year old, let alone the sheer level of pettiness that could only be compared to a child’s. With this new information in hand I then asked him “what did you tell the police to make them come to my house?”, this being an unanswered question at this point. He grimaced and said “I told them you where walking around the hallway with your gun, I told them you where going around knocking on doors with your gun I told them this too because I got scared and didn’t want them to find the parts in my house” I laughed grimly and said “How did that go for you” he just slumped down into his chest and exhaled.I asked him what happened next and he picked up where he left off “they started to talk to the other people in the building about you and they kept saying how you might be a little crazy with because of how you look, and the fact you had women over that looked like hookers all the time” the word “hooker” really stuck in his mouth for a second and his eyes darted too and then away from me “but they kept saying the person they should really be investigating was me”. He looked crestfallen and shook his head in what I could only assume was disappointment in himself.This was a point of fact though, regarding the other tenants in the building, they where an older crowd who did not appreciate my loud music or the sloppy way I parked my car. Or as I was finding out now the kinds of women I dated. I have and still do have a taste for the dark and mysterious type, in retrospect their clothing choices did leave little too the imagination. But heck I was 21 years old with my own place, the house was always rocking, but still no reason to condemn a man right? Well ok I admit I was obnoxious and I could have been a little quieter and kinder to those folks.One woman later remarked on the subsequent news article about my case online that she “wasn’t surprised that I was some kind of satanic terrorist bomb builder, hell bent on building weapons of mass destruction, for the express purpose of murdering toddlers and the elderly, because she heard from Betty Lu down the hall who heard from the property manager, that I blew up my toilet on Halloween night” not literally what she said but it was implied. Anyway In my defense regarding the toilet incident, that had NOTHING to do with explosives.It had everything to do with a “great” decorating idea I had for All Hallows Eve. See I had gotten my hands on dry ice, I was mixing it in to the cocktails to give it that “spooky” witches brew aesthetic that some of the trendy bars do (and yes if your doing your math correctly I was 20 at the time and drinking under age, don’t judge there are far worse things dear reader I’m sure you have done, I won’t tell if you won’t. Deal?) anyway I had a huge surplus of dry ice and whilst draining the alcohol from my body my addled brain decided to completely pack the toilet bowl with dry Ice. Why you ask? Well why not? I ask you. Given the naturally low volume of water that was already in the toilet and the massive amount of dry ice I placed into it, the short version is, I got the porcelain cold enough to freeze the water solid in the trap of the toilet thus breaking out a neat little hole in the side of it. This stroke of brilliance forced my guests to relieve themselves in my sink and shower. Gross? Yes. I know, I was there. Any-who I digress yet again.Back in the Cell the old man continued by saying “So thats what they did, they searched my house and came up with some gun parts I was collecting to build a gun, they arrested me and now I’m here with you”. This was rich, Karma in action I suppose. Here sat the man who had condemned me, face to face. This was strange, I couldn’t shake the feeling that this was some kind of test. Paranoia has a way of worming it self into your brain when locked in a cell 23 hours a day. I asked him “When did they arrest you” he replied a bit sheepishly “About 5 hours after you, i’ve been in the other side of the jail for 2 months.”Thats when it hit me, this could not be a coincidence. Out of all the cells in here he was in mine. I felt like I was being watched, like they wanted to see how I would react. Would I beat him to death? Would I confess things to him? Was he here to gather information on me? Like I said, I could not hold any malice towards this man. He was brain addled, blaming him for his actions would be unfair. But his presence was a good tip off that they either had nothing on me, they they needed more solid evidence. Proof that either I was a dangerous vindictive lunatic like I was portrayed to be or plotting and scheming to do something. After this wakeup call, I realized I was being watched like a hawk, I vowed to never fight back If put into a physical altercation, I would just roll over and take it with the exceptions of rape and being confronted with actual murderous intent. I refrained even more from talking, preferring to remain in my cell and quietly read the books my family had sent to me.Of the books I requested one was the full writings of Thomas Paine, an English-born American political activist, philosopher, political theorist, and revolutionary, also a copy of the Constitution of the U.S.A.. These books only fueled my fire to get out of the system and initiate change, something I would latter come to find out was a bigger chunk than I could fit in my mouth. “If only I could write a letter to someone and explain my situation” I thought, maybe I would be vindicated. But I could not think of who would care and furthermore If I did know, what was their address? The media sure didn’t care. They where one of the reasons I was not flying under the radar in the first place.My Father and Grandmother where of great help to me during this time. They visited when they could, and sent me books. An assortment of other friends sent me letters, including my estranged mother in Florida who had done time in prison herself for meth possession. I keep these letters to this day, they mean the world to me and remind me that I can rely on friends even in the darkest of times. If any of you are reading this, Thank you.My father met up with my lawyer several times. He seemed to think that he was doing right by me. Up until my father brought up the time that he expressed his concerned that I was never read my Miranda Warning, and that my signature was obviously forged on the consent to search form. According to him the lawyer responded in the same manner as he had to me, except going as far as to say “In a case like this, a high profile one, due the nature of the crime and its severity judges are willing to look over trivial matters like this.” Upon hearing this, he tried to hire a lawyer that would take the case but, all of them would either quote him some exorbitant sum of money or would just hang up the phone on him, so he gave up. Who could blame the man?“Trivial matters like this.” this kills me, even now while writing it.But that is the point. We can argue all day about the Second Amendment, you can say that citizens have no actual right to bear arms, and you would be wrong in the worst way. But the 4th amendment is clear; “The right of the people to be secure in their persons, houses, papers, and effects, against unreasonable searches and seizures, shall not be violated, and no Warrants shall issue, but upon probable cause, supported by Oath or affirmation, and particularly describing the place to be searched, and the persons or things to be seized.” This is no “Trivial” matter. What had transpired to me was in fact every violation of this human right.Ah, but for the quick witted and nimble minded, you will pick out the line “supported by Oath or affirmation”. For this to be of any legal meaning, one must sign an affidavit. From the very pages of a legal dictionary the definition is as follows; “ Affirmation. A solemn and formal declaration of the truth of a statement, such as an Affidavit or the actual or prospective testimony of a witness or a party that takes the place of an oath. An affirmation is also used when a person cannot take an oath because of religious convictions.” In short a phone call from your neighbor is not enough. Here is an excerpt from a text book for training police officers explaining the 7 exceptions to a search warrant:“Knowing how to legally search a person, place or thing and properly seizing evidence are basic requisites to the investigative process. Officers also must have a clear understanding of when a search and/or arrest warrant is required and when it s not.The Fourth Amendment protects citizens from unreasonable government searches and seizures of their persons, houses, papers, and effects. The Fourth Amendment also states no warrants shall be issued but upon probable cause, supported by oath or affirmation, and particularly describing the place to be searched and the person or things to be seized. (Minnesota v. Dickerson, 113 S. Ct. 2130 (1993)1.However, both the U.S. Supreme Court and federal courts have carved out specific, limited exceptions to the Fourth Amendment search warrant requirement, which are commonly referred to as the seven exceptions to the search warrant rule.The seven exceptions to the Fourth Amendment are exigent circumstances, search incidental to a lawful arrest, consent, plain view, caretaker function, inventory/impounded vehicles and motor vehicle.Exigent Circumstances”Exigent means emergency, which means under life saving circumstances. Example: An elderly person in a wheel chair is trapped inside a burning apartment. Because lives are at stake, an officer can forcibly enter the apartment without a search warrant to rescue the person. The key: time and public need. The officer doesn t have time to get a warrant, and there s an immediate risk of harm to the public that requires immediate official action.Another example: a situation in which public safety is paramount. If officers are being shot at, they may have to conduct a search of premises or a building without a search warrant because both the officers and the public are in imminent danger. Likewise, if an officer has probable cause to believe evidence is going to be destroyed, or if an officer is in hot pursuit of an escaped felon who runs into a house, a warrant isn t required. In Mincey v. Arizona (1978)2, the Supreme Court ruled officers don t have to delay a search if doing so endangers their lives or others.Search Incident to Lawful ArrestIn a 1973 U.S. Supreme Court decision (United States v. Robinson, 17 414 U.S. 218)3, the Court stated, It is the fact of the lawful arrest which establishes the authority to search, and we hold that in the case of the lawful custodial arrest a full search of the person is not only an exception to the warrant requirement of the Fourth Amendment, but is also a reasonable search under the amendment.The arrest must be valid under law. For the search without a warrant to be valid, the officer must be able to specifically articulate probable cause that the person committed a crime and there must have been an intention on the part of the officer to arrest prior to the search of the person. What is prohibited is the search of a person who is not yet under arrest in which contraband is found and then an arrest for possession of the contraband based on that search. The search of a person under arrest is subject to the areas under that person s immediate control (Chimel v. California, 395 U.S. 752 (1969)4.Example: The police observe a woman with a purse commit a crime. Officers may search her purse without a warrant. If officers find contraband and/or evidence of a crime in the purse, officers may charge the woman for both the original incident and for the evidence found in the purse.Good report writing is key here. It s important for the officer to articulate the probable cause factors leading the officer to believe the woman committed a crime and the search of the purse was incidental to the arrest.ConsentOfficers and prosecutors face the heavy burden of proof, and searching a person or place with consent always presents problematic legal issues. Officers must prove the defendant voluntarily consented to a search, and there were no threats or promises of any kind.Officers can search without a warrant if they have consent from a person who has the authority to give it. Probable cause is not required if the consent is knowingly and intelligently given.In addition, there are several legal issues officers must overcome when conducting interviews, interrogating and taking statements and confessions, including:1. Who can consent to a search;2. What constitutes voluntarily consent; and3. What limitations does the law impose on those conducting the search.Age is also considered in legally defining consent. A child can t give consent, so you must know the age a person is considered to be a child in your state. Likewise, a parent may consent to the search of a child s room where no rent is paid, but a hotel manager or landlord may not provide legal consent to search unless the room or apartment is abandoned.In addition, it s difficult to prove a person impaired by alcohol, drugs, a mental condition (psychological and/or genetic dysfunction), injury or a language barrier voluntarily gave consent. In a 1990 decision, (Illinois v. Rodriguez 497 U.S. 177)5 the U.S. Supreme Court ruled a person can consent to a search if the facts available to the officer at the time of entry warrant a man of reasonable caution to believe the consenting party has authority over the premises.Most officers carry a legal form with carefully written consent-to-search language people sign to indicate their voluntary consent to the search. However, in a 1973 Supreme Court decision (Schneckloth v. Bustamonte, 412 U.S. 218)6, the court ruled officers don t have to specifically advise an individual they don t have to consent. A person s consent, even if in writing, can be withdrawn at any time and the police must stop searching.Plain ViewIf an officer is lawfully in a place and has probable cause to believe an item is contraband, stolen, property or other evidence of a crime, the officer can seize it without a search warrant. This is known as the plain-view doctrine.In Horton v. California (496 U.S. 128)7, the Court reiterated when an officer has a right to be where they are, anything an officer observes in plain view is not the product of a search and is admissible as evidence. Example: An officer pulls over a car during a traffic stop and sees the handle of a gun protruding from under the passenger seat. If the motorist is not in legal possession of the weapon, the officer may seize it and charge the motorist with a criminal offense.The courts have also repeatedly ruled that officers may use visual enhancement devices, such as flashlights and binoculars. In fact, it s common for cities to have cameras mounted in public places with officers in kiosks viewing television monitors.Caretaker FunctionPeople routinely turn over found property to the police. Officers on patrol also come across found or abandoned property and take it into their possession until its owner can be located.Officers taking property into their care can search the items without a warrant. Example: If a footlocker is turned over to the police, officers have the right to open it without a search warrant to determine if its contents are dangerous to them or the public or if its contents can identify the owner.Impounded Vehicles InventoryCan a car towed by the police be searched without a warrant? In 1976 in South Dakota v. Opperman (428, U.S. 364)8, the court ruled that impounded vehicles may be searched and inventoried using the standard police procedures to secure the vehicles and its contents. This is similar to the caretaker-function exception to the Fourth Amendment.If an officer found contraband or evidence of a crime during the inventory of the vehicle and had probable cause to believe it belonged to the registered owner or an arrested person, the officer has a basis for an arrest. The court has pointed out that the inventory search cannot be used as a pretext for discovering incriminating evidence, and it s best if a department has written policy requiring officers to inventory all towed and impounded vehicles.If you want to search a vehicle that s part of a crime scene, obtain a search warrant. If a person was found shot to death in a vehicle, after the body was removed, you d certainly want to obtain a search warrant to thoroughly process the car for items of evidentiary value.Motor Vehicle ExceptionFourth Amendment protection against searching motor vehicles without a search warrant has diminished over time. In 1925, the court ruled in Carroll v. United States (2657 U.S. 132)9 that if there was probable cause for an officer to secure a search warrant, it may be impractical because the vehicle was movable.In a 1981 case (New York v. Belton, 453 U.S. 454)10, the Supreme Court ruled that when a police officer arrests a person in a vehicle, the officer may search the vehicle s passenger compartment, including any open or closed containers, but not the trunk.In 1999, the court ruled in Maryland v. Dyson (527 U.S. 465)11 that a warrantless search of a vehicle may be justified if an officer has probable cause to believe the vehicle contains contraband, controlled substances or criminal evidence. The court reiterated that although the search is limited to areas where the officer has probable cause to believe an item may be located, the search extends to any container found that might contain the item.Keep in mind that stopping a vehicle for a routine violation doesn t mean there s probable cause to believe the vehicle contains contraband, controlled substances or evidence of a crime.ConclusionIt has been my experience that obtaining a search warrant is almost always preferable than searching a person, place or thing without one. Officers must keep in mind that just because we re legally able to search without a warrant, it doesn t mean it s the wise thing to do.References1. Minnesota v. Dickerson, 113 S. Ct. 2130 (1993)2. Mincey v. Arizona (1978).3. United States v. Robinson, 17 414 U.S. 218).4. Chimel v. California, 395 U.S. 752 (1969).5. Illinois v. Rodriguez 497 U.S. 177).6. Schneckloth v. Bustamonte, 412 U.S. 218).7. Horton v. California (496 U.S. 128).8. South Dakota v. Opperman (428, U.S. 364).9. Carroll v. United States (2657 U.S. 132).10. New York v. Belton, 453 U.S. 454).11. Maryland v. Dyson (527 U.S. 465).Several weeks latter they moved me to what they called the “annex”, basically an office building converted into a mini jail. This is where they put their low risk prisoners. There were multiple inmates in each dorm, all the doors to the dorms were never locked. At some point before I got there, they had covered the windows so you could not see out of them. According to one of the guards, this was due to an incident that had occurred, where one of the inmates wives would stand in the street and expose herself to him while he was standing at the window.Too compound this misery, we were not let outside at any point. According to the facility staff, their reasoning was that there were no facilities for it. So here I sat tired, beaten, broken, and driven mad from literally walking up and down the hall of this building for 16 hours out of 24 in a day, not able to see the outside, breath fresh air or as fresh as one can get in Newark NJ anyway, but it was all I could do.After several months of this, there came word that my lawyer was coming to see me. The day came and I was led to a meeting room, in my right hand I held my copy of Thomas Paine’s Rights Of Man. In my left my case file. I was totally unprepared for what was about to happen next. He entered the room with a smile the first time I had seen him do so and plopped a pile of paperwork on the table. “I have good news! your judge and prosecutor where changed and he is willing to cut a deal”. I was not happy with this, I wanted the case thrown out on the grounds of illegal search and seizure.I expressed this to him yet again to no avail. He just said “listen, this is a good deal, 5 years probation and a psyche evaluation. Thats it.” He sat back in his seat and continued “You could be out of here in the next couple of days, you could be back home” I became despondent, then I processed the information and it strengthened my resolve. I blurted out “why would they give me such a great deal, unless they hoped I would take it and avoid trial.” he was nonplussed by this, and retorted “As your legal council I am telling you to take the deal, if you want to take this to trial it will be another year at best, on top of that you are most likely going to loose”. I never took into consideration even the thought of loosing, it wasn’t possible in my own mind. But when I showed the court evidence that there was wrong doing on their part. I was going to be sentenced for a minimum of 35 years. He was right. I was wrong.None the less I continued to try to rationalize this, “I didn’t kill or hurt anyone nor was I planning to, and they didn’t find any evidence that suggested I would, and furthermore in all of the interviews the FBI did with my friends, family and co-workers, they could not find one person that had any doubt of my sanity or morale standing, not one.” this was met with silence.Looking back at all I had been through, the corruption, the deception. I knew it in my heart. I was going to loose if I took this to trial. So slumping down in my chair I said “ok we do this your way, for the record I am not happy with it.” he sighed “you are making the right choice, your charges will be downgraded too 2, failure to register a firearm and the improper storage of dangerous chemicals, think of it like this, you complete the probation and 5–10 years down the road after your final day you get your record expunged.” This is unique to NJ, for certain offenses your criminal record can be sealed all the way up to the federal level. All for a hefty fee of course.A week passed and I had my day in court. While being held in the cell adjacent to the courtroom the prosecutor came in to speak to me. He was nice, an older gentleman from the midwest as I can recall. His tone was that of sympathy, and I’m still not sure whether this was some sort of ploy to get me to agree to the deal but I had already signed the papers so probably not. Regardless of that he explained that there was media outside and because of that he explained “We can’t just throw this case out you know, the media is still keen on seeing you convicted.” and thats when it all came crashing down around me.He knew, this man knew my rights had been infringed. He knew that If I had gone to trial I would have been acquitted on the spot, but I was just another conviction under his belt. And is this was not the case, the fact that he would only seek a conviction based on the medias expectations, this shows the state of affairs in the NJ justice system. He also informed me that they had abruptly changed the time of my sentencing, so that the proceedings could take place in relative peace. Without the presence of the media. Who latter reported on my sentence.It proceeded without incident. I was sentenced to 1 year of time served, 5 years probation with the condition that I submit myself to a psyche evaluation within the first month of my release. I still was not happy with the outcome. I remain convinced that due process had not been applied to me.I reported for probation. On my first day the officer assigned to me stared in amazement at my file. He had apparently in his 20 something years of doing his job, never seen someone with my charges ever receive probation. He openly and vocally mocked me and even went soo far as to call me “the next unabomber” to the other officers he brought in to his office to gawk at me. They all laughed at my expense. Unbeknownst to them I was just a harmless goof ball, and their accusations really did cut to the bone, but I held my tongue. I have had and will always have thick skin you see.I was directed to attend a month of bi-weekly therapy sessions with a psychologist, with the express purpose of determining my morality and mental stability. After completion of this I was given a clean bill of health by the doctor, who filled out a report on me, and she even wrote in her closing statements “If anyone has a right to responsibly own a gun it is him”, an addition I believe that was unnecessary, but was a boost to my self esteem.I completed my probation, got married, and landed a good career. But this ordeal has done damage to me. I now have a fear, and distrust for police even when they are in line at the coffee shop in front of me, even meeting a cop out of uniform makes me uncomfortable. My trust in the system has all been stripped away and I will spend the rest of my life constantly looking over my shoulder. I have panic attacks when people knock on my door and honestly avoid answering it all together. So in conclusion don’t bring your firearms to NJ in fact if you want to exercise your rights maybe find another state that will respect them.

I believe that the accusations against Judge Kavanaugh are fabricated, because of my personal experience and extensive research that I've done.I was very upset after watching the hearing, and I wrote an open letter to Kamala Harris, a Senator from California where I live. I wanted to send this letter to members of the Senate and the Senate Judiciary Committee, but I didn’t know how to contact them. If you have a Republican Senator, please feel free to copy my letter and send it to them along with the information below that confirms my opinion that Christine Blasey Ford is likely making up at least a part of her story.Please note that the name I use on Quora is not my real name. I am scared to sign my name because of the current political climate in the country and here in California.This is an open letter to Kamala Harris, United States Senator from CaliforniaDear Ms. Harris,I voted for Democrats in every election since I became a naturalized citizen in January of 2000. Both my husband and I voted for you as well. I am non-religious, pro-choice, always have been pro-gay-marriage, and very conscious about the environment, clean water and air. My family and I live in San Francisco, California.I am devastated by what the Democrats did to derail the Brett Kavanaugh nomination. I will never vote for Democrats again in my life or until the current Democratic representatives are replaced. My extended family always votes for Democrats as well. I'll try to convince them to do otherwise.To accuse someone of deviant sexual crimes without any proof, to assume them guilty before any investigation, to drag their name through the mud and change their life forever -- this is so low and unethical that I could never imagine it could happen in the US government."By any means necessary" was the way it was done in the countries we consider dictatorships, such as the former Soviet Union under Stalin. Political opponents were accused of crimes that to anyone with common sense would sound ridiculous. The obviously fabricated crimes were used to execute or incarcerate people who were in the way of the political agenda of the Communist Party.You are an educated person, and I am sure you know how the polygraph test works. As well as Dianne Feinstein and Nancy Pelosi. If you don't, google it. Talk to the CIA or an FBI professional about it. Even to me, not an expert, it's obvious that the polygraph test that Christine Blasey Ford took was invalid. A friendly polygraph examiner paid by her lawyer, and she was in a state of emotional distress coming to take it right after her grandmother's funeral. In addition, she corrected her polygraph statement twice while answering questions under penalty of perjury.The only reason her lawyers wanted her to take the polygraph test is that the politicians and the media would present "she passed the lie detector test" to the American people who don't pay much attention to how the test works.Christine Blasey Ford's story is not credible by itself even without ever considering Kavanaugh's character or other alleged witness's denials. Her letter to Dianne Feinstein is incredibly vague, and her story changed a few times between that letter, the Washington Post interview, and the polygraph statement that she asserted was true.When I first read the Washington Post article about her coming forward with an accusation, I told my husband that I was skeptical. About thirty years ago, I escaped an attempted rape situation myself. I have very specific and detailed memories not only of the immediate event, but of about an hour before and a few hours after the event occurred. The only things I don't remember are the face and the name of the guy who did it.I know why I was there, where it was, what I was wearing exactly, the weather, the time of day, the dialog and all the utterances and I can testify to what happened at any time without any preparation.In all, I had two serious sexual assaults in my life, the first one at 12 years old. The third one was not so serious. I also experienced sexual harassment at work and got fired, for which I took my employer to court. I had to give my deposition sitting across the table from my employer, and I was pretty young and vulnerable back then. I was cross-examined by the employer's lawyer and I didn't have any preparation leading to the deposition. They ended up settling the case for a small amount really fast. I also went to appeals court in San Francisco to testify against my employer because they cancelled my last paycheck. I had to talk in front of the judge and I didn't even speak much English at the time.I am saying all of that because I want you to know that I feel what happened with Judge Kavanaugh made a mockery of the actual victims of real crimes. I believe that the #MeToo movement will be infinitely damaged as a result of this whole debacle.You have to learn to differentiate between the cases of real and imaginary accounts of crimes. With all this talk about "fake news", this story sets a terrible precedent as the media picks up whatever story, no matter how unbelievable or absurd, and presents it as gospel.In addition to sexual assaults and the stress of immigration, I experienced the deaths of people I loved that affected me much deeper than any sexual assault ever could. For every event of deep emotional distress in my life, I have very detailed memories of not only the event, but the days and even months surrounding it. Both my husband and I remember where we were on September 11, 2001.The more I learned about the accusations against Judge Kavanaugh that kept coming up, one less believable than the other, the more I was confident that these stories weren't real. I am a stay-home mom, and I watch TV in the kitchen while cooking, doing dishes, etc. I watched the news coverage about the protests against Kavanaugh and in support of Christine Blasey Ford. I did a lot of online research about sexual crimes and their reporting, and also about memory. My research only confirmed my initial impression of the Blasey's story being false. I am not sure if something similar to the story she told happened to her in her life, but her being 100% positive on the identities of the perpetrators and fuzzy on other details is completely unbelievable.Even if you found Christine Blasey's story somewhat plausible, the other stories of women coming forward should have raised a red flag. The New Yorker report said that Deborah Ramirez at first "was reluctant to characterize Kavanaugh’s role in the alleged incident with certainty. After six days of carefully assessing her memories and consulting with her attorney, Ramirez said that she felt confident enough" to come forward. Memory doesn't get better with time! You either remember something or not. If you have to spend six days and many phone calls trying to get confirmation, your memory is not good enough to be positive about any event, especially if it happened thirty-five years ago, even if you weren't drunk at the time.When Julie Swetnick came forward with the story of wild parties where girls were drugged and gang raped, the news and media presented it without any attempt to analyze it or think about it critically. It's one thing to imagine high school students getting drunk, and completely different to believe that criminal activity involving tens or hundreds of young people would go unnoticed for years. Julie Swetnick would have been 18-20 years old, a legal adult. According to her, she attended more than ten such parties where Brett Kavanaugh and Mark Judge, both 15-17 at the time, were the ring leaders. So that she watched all the minor girls getting drugged and raped without going to police, and also returned back to the parties even after being gang-raped herself?Not to mention the Politico article and other news sources that found many serious issues with Julie Swetnick's personal history and credibility. I am sure much information will come out in the near future that will be embarrassing to her lawyer and the media that believed her story.Then came the anonymous allegations in the envelope without the return address, and they were promptly reported in the media as well.I came to this country as a refugee twenty-five years ago. I was so proud and happy to become a US citizen. I still remember that day and the citizenship ceremony in San Jose, CA in January of 2000.Our country is becoming a scary place where people can be ostracized and harassed because of their political beliefs. "People believe what they want to believe", according to psychology studies I read. If they believe something strongly enough, such as there is a "rape culture" among certain people, they would believe the most absurd fabricated story without questioning.As party leaders and educated intelligent people, it's your responsibility to lead and not to follow the media frenzy. Even if following that frenzy benefits you politically. Unfortunately, people have short memory and forget too fast about past examples when a rush to judgement led to disastrous results. Remember the Duke Lacrosse case, The Rolling Stone magazine "Rape on Campus" article, and also the recent Sherita Dixon-Cole case that was completely ignored by the media because it doesn't suit their political agenda. If you forgot or haven't heard about these cases, look them up. It will be a good educational experience. And there are many many more such cases.I found information in this study relevant and interesting: "Filing false vice reports: Distinguishing true from false allegations of rape". It's on the Science Direct website.Due to the current political climate in our country I am scared to sign my name under this letter. Also there is some private information above that I don't want some of my friends and family to know. Therefore, I will remain an anonymous stay-home mom who is socially liberal and always voted Democrat in the past, but never again unless things change.Thank you for reading, I was compelled to express my thoughts after watching the Blasey / Kavanaugh hearing all day.P.S. Some highlights from the "Filing false vice reports: Distinguishing true from false allegations of rape" study:"A common strategy of liars is to keep the story simple and without details (Masip and Herrero, 2013, Strömwall et al., 2006). Since false complainants are liars, false complainants will probably adopt the same strategy and construct a concise general story.""The researchers found that allegations that were maintained as true contained significantly more utterances by the offender than withdrawn as false allegations did. Thus false complainants seem to have adopted the strategy of liars and reported a simple story with an almost mute fabricated rapist.""A woman filing a false allegation will for instance not report kissing, since kissing is not cognitively related to the offence of rape while kissing is a behaviour that is central to the offence of rape, as is exhibited by almost all rapists.""A false complainant constructs a story that is stereotypical because it is based on false beliefs of how the offence rape would unfold. Based on the theory one would expect more rape stereotypes in false allegations of rape than in true allegations of rape.""On the one hand, false complainants will resemble liars and will therefore construct a concise story with little details. A detailed story of rape will be reported by true victims. On the other hand, we expect that false complainants will construct a story based on their own sexual experiences and beliefs about rape.""The stories of likely true victims always included the events after the rape, 100%, while a minority of the stories of false complainants included the events after the rape, 17% (26, ‘Victim telling events post-rape’; see Table 2)."... Likely true stories of rape included a lot of verbal interaction""Likely true rapists kissed the victim (32, ‘Kissing afterwards’; 30, ‘Kissing body’; 35, ‘French kissing’; see Table 2).Foreplay was included in the majority of the stories of likely true victims, 70%, while a minority of false complainants, 14%, included foreplay in their story (33, ‘Foreplay’).""... The fourth characteristic of false allegations is that false complainants are filling in gaps when asked directly.""False complainants described the nose of the fabricated offender more often than victims described the nose of the rapist. That is in line with the research on offender descriptions, wherevictims of any type of violent crime hardly ever come up with detailed offender descriptions (Van Koppen, 1997).""Thus overall, false complainants describe their fabricated perpetrator more detailed than likely true victims describe their rapist.""The most salient characteristic of true rapes that is lacking in fabricated stories of rape is a wide array of pseudo-intimate behaviours and interactions. A lot of true rapists try to mimic consensual sex and exhibit behaviours that are not commonly associated by false complainants with the offence of rape. In studies it is consistently found that a large proportion of rapists exhibited pseudo-intimate behaviours and interactions (Kocsis et al., 2002)."P.P.S. Please read the article "What Fueled the Child Sex Abuse Scandal That Never Was?" on the Daily Beast website. Here are some excerpts:"A wave of scandals about brutal child sex abuse in the 1980s caused widespread panic. But many of the stories, pursued with zeal through the courts, were false and extremely destructive.""When cases went to court, the judicial system’s “innocent until proven guilty” model was seemingly inverted: as Beck puts it, “the pursuit of justice demanded the suspension of disbelief.”""In the court of public opinion, the only just verdict was a guilty one.""The number of convictions that came out of these cases, almost all of which were eventually overturned, shows how easily we can deceive ourselves and others—how the pursuit of justice results in gross injustice—when “the truth” is preconceived.""There were also people like Ellen Bass, a poet turned activist, who piggybacked on abuse rhetoric at the tail end of the ’80s hysteria, spinning off the 1988 bestselling self-help book, The Courage to Heal.""The self-help element was grounded in the idea of healing through recovered memory, which therapists capitalized on in the mid-’90s.""Beck notes how the book recast victims as survivors and “made victimization into an identity with its own kind of bleak attractiveness ... the testimony of some survivors suggested that much of what made the process appealing were the crises themselves.”""But recovered memory therapy had its own traps, and many argued that the women who sought it out were not healing as much as they were simply being taken for a ride.""Beck doesn’t suggest that the rhetoric in The Courage to Heal is echoed in some of the rhetoric surrounding sexual abuse today. Perhaps he did not want to be wade into that fraught feminist debate.""But the desperation to protect children at all costs in the ’80s is not unlike the desperation to protect women on college campuses today amidst what many have declared an epidemic of campus rape.""We Believe the Children should serve to remind us of the dangers of the “we must believe the victim” mindset in the case of any criminal offense. A faith-based pursuit of justice can lead to a miscarriage of justice."EDIT: I was wondering if it’s just me, but I find the Christine Blasey Ford’s story somewhat stereotypical, which is one of the indicators that it might be a false allegation according to the "Filing false vice reports: Distinguishing true from false allegations of rape" study.Also, the Ford story is similar to the account of the article in the Rolling Stones magazine “Rape on Campus”. The story was proven to be false and completely fabricated. It said that a girl was led into a dark room, thrown on the table, and raped by multiple assailants. When she tried to scream, someone put a hand over her face. The story was published in 2014.How the Retracted Rolling Stone Article 'A Rape on Campus' Came to Print“During the party, the article says, Drew invites Jackie upstairs into a pitch-black room. After she enters, she screams when she realizes they are not alone and a body barrels into her, tripping her backward into a low glass coffee table, and the glass shatters. She tries to scream, but a hand covers her face.”I read many comments from people like me who said they remember all the details of their assaults clearly even after many years. I am not sure of exact timing of my assault, but I know where it was and why I was there. I also remember what happened for the rest of that day.If you ask people you know and trust about their very stressful or fearful experience, what details do they remember? Do they remember where it happened? Do they remember where they were on September 11, 2001?