Well, well, well… If it isn’t the consequences of my own actions.

At noon today, September 15, on the Free Keene Youtube, you will get my full and complete thoughts on this subject in video form. You can watch it at noon, EST, here: https://youtu.be/i_jLNPALnTw

For those who missed the news, my car was vandalized by a hater or group of haters. I woke up Sunday morning to the car detailer I’d hired to detail the interior (as an aside, she accepts cryptocurrency!) having texted me, informing me that my tire was flat and needed to be checked. That’s weird, because I have tire pressure sensors on each tire, and they alert me when the pressure is low, but I figured I ran over a nail or something.

No, that wasn’t the case at all. I saw a large, badly-drawn dick painted on the side, knife marks in the canvas, and a flat tire. It wasn’t until much later that I discovered the puncture marks. My first reaction was laughter, but, as the reality dawned on me that someone had come onto my property and vandalized it, I became sad. A lot of my friends were angry; I wasn’t.

Then the rumors began that I did it myself. I get where people are coming from. False flags are everywhere. People are mailing themselves hate mail. There was the Smollett thing. Most people are full of shit, and they claim to be victims for a moment in the limelight. So I understand people’s skepticism. So here is the full 4.5 hours of when I arrived home and when the sun rose, making the vandalism clearly visible.

I had approximately 2 hours before I had to be at work. I began talking about it in our local Telegram groups, and Ian came out to photograph it. We also went through the video at 16x speed, but realized that we were going too fast to capture anything that would have happened. So, when I got home from work, I was joined by two friends (coincidentally both named Matt). As I hung up additional security cameras and fielded phone calls and interviews, they awesomely worked hard to remove the graffiti, and they were 100% successful.

After this, we reviewed the camera footage.

Nothing.

What you see is what we saw. I got home from work and sat in my car a while. There were a lot of urgent messages that I had to tend to. Keeping in mind this was Saturday night / Sunday morning, so this was immediately after the news of my nomination as the sheriff candidate went national, and then international, and I was at work through all of it, so I couldn’t process most of what was going on. I barely had an idea of what was going on, only that it was big.

Then I went inside. And that was it. Nothing else happens. I’m sure if someone time compresses the video, they’ll find the front passenger tire slowly going from “inflated” to “flat” over this 4 hour period, because the presence of multiple knife marks (most of which didn’t even pierce the outer layers of the tire, much less fully penetrate it) suggests that the person may have just barely punctured the wall. I don’t know. All I know is that the tire pressure sensor monitor was not beeping at me, and it didn’t drive strangely. Then I was home, and the next day it was flat.

It makes sense that I wouldn’t see damage on the passenger side when getting off work. Parked on the street, I approach my car and go to the driver’s side–as everyone who owns a car does. It doesn’t occur to me or anyone else to look at the passenger side unless the passenger side is exposed to them. Because I was parallel parked on the side of the street and approaching from the driver’s side, I didn’t see anything odd. And my tire pressure sensor monitor would have beeped like crazy–not to mention how badly the car would have driven–if the tire had been flat.

Whatever.

That’s the totality of what I know about it. A Saturday night, parked on the side of the street–it could have been literally anyone. At any rate, it didn’t happen here. However, on this same night, by sheer and evidently unrelated coincidence, I happened to have my “Fuck ’em both 20” sign and my “Elect Nobody” sign stolen from my yard. So I’ve put cameras on those, too. You don’t really know where the flaws in your security system are until you have to, and that happened with the signs. Then again, identifying someone stealing a sign out of my yard was not a major priority, but I did not know how hindered the night vision on my cameras was when I left on the porch light, or how it barely captured my Mitsubishi at all.

So the mystery of why they didn’t touch my other car is solved: my other car wasn’t there when this happened. This didn’t occur on my property. That’s good, but I’ve still beefed up the security.

People have asked why there is a GoFundMe for it. I totally understand that, too. So let me explain.

I do have insurance on the vehicles. However, claiming vandalism with my insurance company requires me to go to the police. I imagine the police are not very much disposed to assist me on anything right now, and that’s just a glaring flaw in the entire system. I’m also running a campaign about exactly how the police shouldn’t be contacted for minor things like this, so…

Even if I did claim this through insurance, without the need of a police report, this would have done nothing but cost me money, with deductibles and all that.

Then today I received the news from Wells Fargo that, after a year of me being a wonderful customer, they have frozen my accounts and are closing them. I’m not going to lie–the money that I had to cover something like this is in those frozen accounts, and I now cannot access them. Is this a coincidence, after international media covered my sheriff campaign? Who knows. Wells Fargo cannot be reached for comment.

Historically, my campaign has not accepted donations except in cryptocurrency and gold. That may have to change. I went to order t-shirts earlier today, before Wells Fargo contacted me, and discovered the card was declined. “That’s nonsense,” I thought, but I lacked the time to deal with it, as I was also on the phone doing an interview and about to take the punctured tire off my card. “I’ll evaluate it later.” It turns out that I didn’t need to, because as I was standing in the lobby of the tire place I went to (good on them for not asking me to wear a mask!), Wells Fargo called and unceremoniously told me that they were closing my account and my funds are inaccessible.

Well, well, well. If it isn’t the consequences of my own actions.

Indeed.

I knew that there would be consequences from what I’m doing. There shouldn’t be property damage, closed bank accounts, stolen signs, and all this other BS because of it, but people sometimes find themselves unable to simply express their opinions. C’est la vie. I wish they would try it, though. It beats inflicting harm on others.

A Time of Self-Reflection

There are rumors that I do not intend to campaign against Eli Rivera. These rumors are not true, and I will be campaigning to win in November.

Hate mail is really coming in now, although most of it is just passive aggressive nonsense that says what it means to say without explicitly saying it. C’est la vie. I’m used to receptions that aren’t exactly warm. In fact, I’m used to quite a bit worse. Let’s face it: I do a nationally-syndicated radio show that streams to the Internet, where I have my own Youtube channel, and where I do my own gaming streams. Rarely does any stream go by without someone coming along just to talk about me being a freak. Again: c’est la vie. I’m quite happy with things.

As of late, I’ve been called a “wolf in sheepskin.” First of all, it’s worth pointing out that a libertarian anarchist who runs as a Republican isn’t a wolf in sheepskin; they’re a sheep in wolfskin. The Republicans and Democrats are the parties of hostility, aggression, taxation, military-style policing, unconstitutional mandates, states of emergencies, unending war, and murdering children around the globe. As of yet, no elected libertarian anarchist has done any of those things.

So you’re mad. I get it. I promise you: I get it. You feel betrayed. You may even be wondering how the party that you so believed in could do something like this. But, odds are, you’re blaming me. Most people are probably angry at me, and blaming me for all this. That’s silly. I was always upfront about who I am. The good man in Rindge who looked into me found out everything he needed to know with a simple Google search. There it was, plain as day:

Anarchist. Shemale. Tranny. Libertarian. “Fuck the police.” Free Talk Live. Bitcoin. Reformed Satanic Church. Black Lives Matter.

It’s all there. None of it is a secret. I couldn’t possibly have been more upfront about who I am, or my position on things. Did none of you pay attention to the election two years ago, when I criticized Eli Rivera for not going far enough with his sanctuary policy? Did none of you remember the six foot tall tranny who ran for sheriff and then city council?

You could have easily looked at a sample ballot prior to the election, and you could have simply looked up the candidates in a search engine. By doing so, you, like the good citizen in Rindge, would probably have been appalled, and probably wouldn’t have voted for me. I wouldn’t have begrudged you for that. I was, after all, rather upfront about it. I went into it expecting that I would lose the primary to a write-in candidate, because I didn’t think that so many voters were just… completely and totally oblivious about who they are voting for.

Because the fact is that you didn’t bother. You trusted the system. You trusted the establishment. You trusted the party. You felt safe. You were sure that there must be some mechanisms in place to prevent from occurring exactly what just occurred. Your anger is misplaced if you direct it at me. Please listen. Your anger is with the system that has lied to you. Your anger is with the system that convinced you to believe in it, trust in it, and have faith in it, when it is completely and utterly broken.

More than 4,000 people went into the voting booth on September 8 this week, and they all filled in the circle by my name despite knowing absolutely nothing about the person they were nominating to the most powerful law enforcement position in the county. That’s a level of recklessness of which any decent human being should be ashamed.

And I’m not the only one. A friend of mine–who I won’t name because I haven’t asked his permission to, even though I doubt he would care–had a similar result. He did absolutely no campaigning. I am his friend, and I was only barely aware that he was running. Yet this person who did no campaigning, has no political connections, and, to my knowledge, has never been to a single Republican meeting, and didn’t just win his race–he placed first in his race, where there were several other options. Maybe 20 Republican voters in all of Cheshire County knew who this guy was. Yet he won–and he won by taking first place in his race.

Really, whose fault is all this? You don’t know anything about the people you’re voting for. You’re just blindly voting for them because you trust in the party, you trust in the system. Well, the party is broken, and the system is broken. It’s all broken.

For those of you who actually did research, thank you. I’m not being snide. I’m glad that someone bothered to actually look at to whom they were handing power over theirs and other people’s lives. Sadly, you number in the minority. The write-in campaign in Rindge was exceedingly well done–a testament to the power of grassroots, decentralized communication–yet it saddens me that it was even necessary. One person did their research prior to the election, and he spread what he found everywhere. Good on him. That is a person I respect. But those people who learned of me because of this person should have already known. They didn’t, though. Because they trusted the party. They trusted the system. The system, they thought, surely would never let them down.

I’m running for sheriff because I oppose that very system, and the sheriff has the most hands-on ability in Cheshire County to oppose that system. The system that let you down by allowing me–the freaking transsexual Satanist anarchist–be your sheriff candidate is the same system I’m attacking. I’m sorry, and I know it hurts to hear, but that system is a lie. The entire thing is a lie. It’s broken from beginning to end, and my existence as your sheriff candidate is merely how this reality was thrown into your face.

May I suggest, however, that you place your anger where it belongs? The system failed you. The system gained your trust, leading you to believe that “something like this” was impossible. Well, “something like this” just happened. The system didn’t stop it. The system didn’t even try. The system established your trust based on one lie after the other. The system lied to you. I never did. I was always upfront about who I am. You could have seen me for who I am.

But the system convinced you it was safe to close your eyes.

It’s a good time to consider anarchy, I would suggest. The system you have? It’s clearly broken. For Lucifer’s sake, I’m your sheriff candidate. How much more evidence do you need that the system is utterly and hopelessly broken? Remember that I’m just the most drastic example. What of George W. Bush and Dick Cheney? Two mindless warhawks who exploded the national debt, inflated the currency, destroyed countless lives, and nuked a thriving economy? What of Donald Trump, a Democrat who won the Republican nomination for President for exactly the same reasons I just won the Republican nomination for Cheshire County Sheriff?

It’s all a lie. It’s all broken.

I hope that I’ve convinced you that your anger is misplaced if you are angry at me. I didn’t do this. I didn’t ask you to trust me. I didn’t ask you to “vote blue no matter who” or whatever equivalent slogan Republicans use. The system did. You should be angry. You should be practically foaming-at-the-mouth in rage, livid at what has happened.

The state failed you. Not me. The party, the Republicans, the State of New Hampshire, the United States. The entire apparatus that you believe in. That failed you. I was honest. They weren’t.

If you agree, know this: the first step to fixing this mess, where we have a system where more than 90% of “highly-connected” and “politically-aware” primary voters don’t actually have any idea who they are voting for, is to secede from the United States. LImit the damage that other ignorant people can do to you. Think about it. More than 4,000 people in Cheshire County alone voted completely in ignorance, with no awareness of the candidate they were voting for. Imagine that on a state-wide scale, or a nation-wide scale. Imagine a person in California, Mississipp, Colorado, Washington, or Oregon voting for who is going to decide what you can and can’t do, when they don’t know the very first thing about that person. Imagine the millions upon millions of votes being cast each year in abject, complete, and total ignorance of the people who are being voted for. I don’t know how you can see me become the Republican nominee for sheriff and not become an anarchist, to be honest. Look how clueless the average voter is!

And we’re not even dealing with the “average” voter, are we? No, the people who vote in the primaries are supposed to be “well-connected” and “politically aware.” This is what the “politically aware” and “well-connected” did: they made me their sheriff candidate. Imagine how much worse it would be when the “not connected” and “not politically aware” vote in November. They’re voting for the people who will rule you. They have no idea who they’re voting for! They’re completely blind to what they’re doing, and yet they trust the system so much that they will vote for Donald “Grab ’em by the pussy” Trump and Joe “I like to fondle and sniff children” Biden.

Sweet Satan, how can you not be an anarchist?! Between 75 and 80% of the primary voters–the ones alleged to be more politically aware than the average voter–were completely and totally ignorant of who they were voting for! What is the percentage with the average voter? 90%? 95%? These people are deciding who gets to rule you.

Stand with me. Say “screw that.” Secede from the United States. Don’t let the ignorant, uninformed voters in other states determine the people who rule over you.

I would go further and suggest that Cheshire County should secede from the United States and from New Hampshire. They failed you. It’s time to take a different approach.

Don’t be mad at me. Be mad at the system.

For those who agree and want to dismantle the system, you can contact me at aria@effpolice.com if you would like signs. I still have plenty, with more being ordered tomorrow. Rather than “F the police,” a new batch of 50 will say “F the system.” There are two other designs that will be arriving, and then there are the generic, non-controversial signs, more of which are arriving next week. I do not accept donations.

Who is Aria DiMezzo?

 

There are rumors that I do not intend to campaign against Eli Rivera. These rumors are not true, and I will be campaigning to win in November.

Aria DiMezzo is one of two candidates for Sheriff of Cheshire County. She has had many encounters with police in her life, and very few of them have been positive. She is the High Priestess of the Reformed Satanic Church, a trans woman, and an anarchist Republican. She is definitely not a socially progress libertarian hijacking the Republican Party. 

Aria is also from the south, where she has seen first-hand the dangers of bigotry, overt and subtle. These biases inform the actions of police in terrifying ways, since they are allowed to “exercise discretion” in which “crimes” to pursue and which to ignore. This leads to a disproportionate targeting of black people and LGBTQ+ people by police, who, like all predators, seek out the weakest prey they can find. Although the struggles of black Americans and LGBTQ+ people throughout history prove that these minorities are far from weak, the fact remains that the social structures that protect straight, cisgendered white people do not extend to other groups. 

Rather than bias training (which police, off the record, admit to laughing off, in the same way that all workers zone out during orientation and training videos), Aria has a different approach: stop enforcing laws against victimless crimes harmless choices. 

Cheshire County is already a sanctuary county for immigrants. Aria stands firmly in support of this, yet it doesn’t go far enough. Why only immigration? If Cheshire County is going to ignore one victimless crime harmless choice, then it should go ahead and ignore them all.