Maurice Kirk: released from custody, and hunger strike – 15 Dec. 2018 + archive

Maurice Kirk 26 Dec. 2018

Former vetinerary surgeon and pilot Maurice Kirk, 73, has been released on parole from prison to a Welsh bail hostel after being outrageously barred from residing in the land of his birth – England. I visited him yesterday and was shocked to see the condition he was in. His ankle, where he has metal plates inserted previously after airplane crashes, has given him much trouble in the past and was swollen up again and giving him great pain. Having been on hunger strike for 2 months at the end of what many consider to be a completely unjust 12 months behind bars [from a 2 year sentence given in December 2017 – the latest in a series of sentences] in HMP Parc, Wales he has also lost considerable weight – 4 stones he tells us. He is thankfully eating now but still denied the urgent medical operation he so badly needs for stomach related ailments at the hospital, which he has just left after 4 days there. He was denied medical treatment throughout his recent 12 months in HMP Parc, and also denied was his much needed medication – “Omerzaparole”, causing him endless problems, with many more restrictions in place also. 

Maurice yesterday 15th December 2018 in Cardiff:

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ArchiveMaurice is serving a highly questionable 2 year sentence, beginning on 14/12/2017 in HMP Parc, Bridgend, Wales – the archive of posts here with MK’s updates from HMP Parc:

 https://butlincat.com/?s=maurice+kirk

Maurice’s site is http://www.mauricejohnkirk.com

his email address is: maurice@kirkflyingvet.com

A typical post from Febuary 2018 which shows the chronic indifference shown towards an inmate in the care of the prison system who needs vital medication but never gets it whilst in HMP Parc:

MAURICE KIRK: OUTRAGEOUS: STILL DENIED VITAL MEDICATIONS AND HOSPITAL APPOINTMENTS AND MORE IN HMP PARC + archive 06 Feb. 2018

Maurice Kirk is serving a 2 year sentence in HMP Parc because, it is deemed, he breached a restraining order that was never served on him in the first place according to UK law [see previous updates regarding the scandal surrounding this entire subject].

A letter dated 1st Febuary was received today from Maurice – still on hunger strike in HMP Parc. In the letter are described the continuing serious irregularities performed by the HMP Parc prison service, perhaps the most serious being vital medications are still denied Maurice, [which have been denied him for “7 weeks” he states], and also vital hospital appointments are still denied him. Regarding the medications being denied, which must be taken immediately before food is taken in order for them to be effective [he has a probable “split diaphragm” in his stomach, + other serious ailments], the prison continues to deny him his prescribed medication – a basic human right that the prison are obliged to follow, but communications to UK and Welsh government agencies concerning this glaring breach of Maurice’s Human Rights [and also the breach of this prison’s own guidelines] by many UK citizens prove futile and ignored. Maurice remarks in his latest communication that the bizarre excuse was used by the prison staff that they had actually “lost” the container that the medications were stored in, thus denying him yet again his medication, but when they find it they will dispense it to him – a promise that wasn’t kept!

Maurice writes also that:

he has locked in his cell  for 24 hrs / day, and been denied post “for 5 days”!

On going to the room allocated for the dispensing of medications to inmates, he was denied his medication yet again, Maurice states that he is “on report” for the 2nd time for not leaving the ground floor door of the medical room where there is a hatch where the medications are dispensed to inmates. Being “on report” and being found “guilty” by the prison authorities will cause an inmate to be punished. eg. to lose his canteen, or other similar restrictions that are deemed “priveleges” by the prison service. Maurice states that this is the “2nd time” he has been placed “on report”.

He has it confirmed “in writing” from the prison that he is indeed registered a “MAPPA 3, Cat. 3” subject, after it was reported that this allocation was said to have been abandoned in years past. However, the reasons for such an serious registration being in place now has not been explained in any form by anyone he’s contacted and asked – within the prison or outside of it – another glaring breach of Maurice’s rights. Perhaps any UK or Welsh government agency will not concede the fact that this allocation of Maurice being a MAPPA subject was already abandoned some time ago –  and why will noone answer Maurice’s question to them asking why he is subjected to this registration? The governments and its agencies are obliged to inform any subject the reasoning for any MAPPA registration. But not for Maurice, it seems!

Maurice writes that he has been denied his prison canteen “for 2 weeks”, meaning stamps are denied him for the sending of letters – which means he is denied sending many letters to court officials and authority figures regarding this present term of most questionable imprisonment, along with numerous other miscarriages of justice performed in the past that have been forced upon him, including letters regarding his MAPPA registration, of course. Naturally the governments know this present and entire conviction and it’s resulting term of 2 years imprisonment imposed on Maurice is riddled with errors and flaws and legal irregularities, thus anything to deny him writing to anyone in order to try and attempt justice regarding the inhuman and barbaric tortures imposed and being imposed upon him at present. Maurice had 30+ legal cases ongoing against mostly Welsh authorities, especially the S. Welsh police, those cases being blocked now because of  completely erroneous reasons concocted by the same authorities complained of in order that justice cannot be done. Since 2009 Maurice, 72, has served over 6 years in prison – each term on the most highly questionable of grounds, eg. in the past Maurice has been locked up for months on end on remand in a Welsh prison, before being released with the charges all being mysteriously dropped – with no compensation or proper explanation ever being given to him regarding the loss of these 6+ years of his life spent behind bars for no good reason. Such is the Welsh legal system regarding Maurice Kirk, who’s only “fault” is to try and show the utter deceit and dishonesty flourishing within the Welsh police and connected agencies. It is truly a disgrace and a public scandal that has blighted Maurice’s life for over 23 years – and it is still ongoing in HMP Parc!

continues at https://butlincat.com/2018/02/07/maurice-kirk-outrageous-still-denied-vital-medications-and-hospital-appointments-and-more-in-hmp-parc-archive-06-feb-2018/

 

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1 Response to Maurice Kirk: released from custody, and hunger strike – 15 Dec. 2018 + archive

  1. butlincat says:

    STALKERS Sat. 15 Dec. 2018
    These retard stalkers and their insane pathetic controllers think their “subjects” – the victims in whichever scenario who is being harassed by the constant surveillance of stalkers – are as stupid and demented as they are. A lot is done to provoke any subject into retaliation when the subject is being stalked, hoping the subject will break the law and get arrested for whatever, but once the subject realises this plan and pathetic agenda, all becomes meaningless and a waste of time. Who would do what they do anyway, taking dirty money for their sordid behaviour, or being threatened to act as their controllers wish, feeding them lies and other ridiculous stories to get the stalkers cooperation against, often, a perfectly law-abiding citizen who has done nothing wrong in the eyes of the law – in any country?

    Saturday 15 Dec. 2018
    After i got off the train, around 9pm, at Bournemouth station, after going to Cardiff to visit Maurice Kirk, I went to the bus stop directly opposite the train station. At this busstop i have often been accosted by strange people – this is common at this location, but not as bad as another other bus stop by my home, which has always been seriously worse with stalkers turning up when I’m awaiting a bus, vn though I’ve made lots of this stalking data public. I find it not hard to find odd behaviour by watching body language and if these characters speak, by what is said. After things have been going on for so long, certain things are easy to spot. Put simply, one learns from experience, and this rubbish here has been going on years.
    As I awaited the bus by the usual train station bus stop around 9pm last night 15 Dec. 2018, after alighting the train coming back from visiting Maurice [Kirk] in Cardiff, a young woman, around 30 years of age, with a “Bournemouth University” cloth carry bag over her shoulder, arrived at the busstop. She was wearing noticible shoes, like high heeled stilletto shoes, jeans, jacket, and wearing a baseball-like cap. I sat on the bench by the busstop, and others were waiting close by in the rain shelter by this stop. As i sat there – the bus was due in around 5 minutes – and after arriving there she walked back from the direction she came, back to the other bus stop nearby, stopped there as if checking the bus times on the board there, and then turned and stood there for a minute or so, before walking back to the stop I was waiting at. A bus came along and stopped by the stop – but not the bus I was waiting for. This person joined the queue of around 6 people boarding the bus but oddly, in my opinion – turning round at the point she would’ve boarded the bus and walked back into the small rain shelter by the bus stop, presumably to await a different bus. My bus duly came along a couple of minutes after that, and I boarded it and this person did too, after myself, and sat close by in the seat directly adjacent to mine near the front of the bus. I hadn’t noticed then another older guy sitting in the very front seat, on the left, further up the lefthand side of the bus, directly by the bus exit.
    As we approached the area where i usually alight the bus, 2 stops before my usual exit point, the female person rang the bell and alighted the bus. I was to get off the next stop – at a stop before the stop which is much closer to my home. The bus moved on after this person alighted and I rang the bell in good time and stood up and moved a bit towards the exit doors at the front of the bus, but it was clear by the speed of the bus it seemed it was not going to stop. So i immediately got much closer to the exit point by the doors so the driver could plainly see I was getting ready to leave the bus – even though I’d rang the bell and heard it ring, in good time. At the very last second the bus rapidly drew to a halt, and as I was standing by the exit point, waiting for the doors to open so I could alight the bus, the guy sitting in the very front seat, right by this exit point, suddenly got up and stood very close by me before the doors opened to let people get off the bus. I duly exited the bus, with, presumably this guy who was waiting to exit the bus also, directly behind me. I walked on towards my home close by, but I turned to see what was happening behind me and the guy who had exited the bus was just stood there, by the bus stop I had just got off at, just standing looking in my direction. I thought this was particularly odd – as why would a person stand there looking at me further up the road after getting off the bus? Normally people go home or whatever in similar circumstances – they do not just stand there in the middle of the pavement seemingly watching me, looking up the road at me. This bus stop this person was stood at was the very next stop on from where the female had alighted a very short while before. I stopped walking and stood watching this person as he stood looking up the road at myself, and I then crossed the road to get on the opposite side of the road that we were on. I walked a few yards to the bus stop on this other side of the road, and turned and to look for any developments with this person. The guy had crossed the road too and now stood on the pavement, further down this side of the road opposite to the side we had previously been on. I presumed this person was watching what I was doing, and was checking that I went to my home, and was watching me to confirm that. I stood by this other side of the road for a good minute or so watching this person who could be seen in car headlights as the cars passed him. I then simply went home close by to where all this was taking place.
    So, I perceived – by these characters own actions – 2 characters who I presume to be stalkers. There could have been more on the train I was on previously too – it’s not hard to board a train and look for a person wearing a fluorescent green “safety” jacket, and sit close by that person to surveille him – I was the only person I saw this day wearing a jacket the same as I was during the 5 hour train journey to Cardiff, and back, so it would’ve been easy to find me on the trains. My emails and, I allege, bank a/cs are routinely hacked so any hacker would know I bought a ticket for travel the day before, and had an entire day to make arrangements to stalk. I cannot stress enough just how many times I have been accosted by, usually, strange women whilst at the bus / train station where I had been that night. Even when Carol Woods visited Bournemouth last winter I was accosted by a young female – around approx. 16 years of age – at this same location after I had just left Carol in the town centre, and was forced to engage with her when normally I do not start having conversations with people I’ve never met when I’m waiting for a bus. When I saw this person the very first time whilst at the bus station location after leaving Carol [who was being greatly harassed at the hotel she was at] she told me she “had been working hard and was going home and straight to bed”. I thought “how provocative a statement is that?”. An obvious trap I was having nothing to do with. Also I saw this same female a couple of times after too during the following couple of days, but I ignored her totally. This person – around 16 years old I would estimate – told me she was a “door-to-door salesperson for window double glazing”. Unbelievable. Were they having a laugh? During the following couple of days this person just turned up where I was, once in centre of town, and another time on the same bus I was on, coincidentally, which is a common part of their agenda. Persons accost you, and then you see them for the next couple of days, then they vanish but might turn up weeks or months later – this has happened often during the past years. I have now a folder full of pics of these characters for reference, built up over time, stored at various locations with various persons.
    On one occasion a retarded woman – she was really mentally challenged, about 50 years of age, came and sat right up close to me whilst I waited for the last bus at this same bus stop just described, around 11pm or so, on a weekday after i had exited the train when coming back from the RCJ, London. I was alone sitting in the rain shelter awaiting the last bus, sitting on the bench. She came right up close to me, and smiling broadly, said “hello” to me as she sat right up uncomfortably close to me, as if she’d known me all my life. I immediately got up and walked way down to the other stop close by. She followed me down to this other stop, some 12 or so yards away, came up to me and asked “has a no. 6 come yet?”. I replied “I don’t know” and moved away. There were others at this nearby stop awaiting a bus and I felt safer with potential witnesses. I moved away from this person and stood by myself close by, at this wrong stop, close by the right bus stop. This person remained close by. A few minutes later my bus came and I walked to the correct stop and boarded it, as did this person. The bus took off and at the University, some 10 minutes into the journey this person alighted. This Uni is open late, even around 11.30pm during term times, and seems to be busy even at that time.
    There are many other events I could describe, eg. another time I exited the train and station and went to the same bus stop, much earlier in the day this time. A young woman, approx. around 25 years of age, acting like a student or someone studying, sat smiling to herself and was sprawled very oddly across the public seat, taking up at least 2 spaces where people could sit, right by where I had to stand by the shelter to await the bus – the same no. bus as always. She had books open and was writing on an A4 sheet of paper which was in a pad, but her diary-like book was open and easy to view and in big letters I could see “May 26” printed at the top of this book’s page. It was as if this item was wanted to be seen by anyone that was close by, and I was within 8 feet from this bench, and I was close enough to the book to be able to read this date “May 26” easily, as I stood there. May 26 was when I met the now deceased George Gretton outside the Hammersmith Odeon, London in 2016, for a chat. George was a whistleblower, regarding accountancy and the Institute therof. Some of his stuff is online on youtube under “George Gretton”. George died of apparently “heart related illnesses” a couple of months later, sadly, before major disclosures of his could finalise. I thought it was very telling thy were letting me know, via these weird methods, that all was recorded by them, just as all they do is recorded by myself. What a complete crock.
    Another time, around 11pm on a week day, after getting off a train and going to this very same stop, I was alone waiting for the last bus and a young woman, around 25 years of age approx., smartly dressed, came and sat at the very end of the bench I was sat on, the same bench as the previous events described. She sat on the very end of the bench with her back to me and, weirdly, began humming loudly. I thought this was very odd and it seemed to me she was trying to attract attention to herself. I immediately knew something was wrong and got up, crossed the road to where the taxis await by the station exit, got a cab home, away from the situation.

    Of the half a dozen or so stalking neighbours who live close by me who have paid me outrageous amounts of attention beginning a couple of years ago – but before that paying me no attention whatsoever – opposite me we have 3 lesbian types – all living in one house, and next door there’s an elderly female drug user junky who makes her presence known constantly, and, directly in the flat underneath me, a short fat lady made out she had a son, a couple of years ago, who often would be there waiting for me outside the block as I arrived home from being out, or would be waiting on the corner of my road, or would even be by that bus stop close by me. This character would never look directly into my eyes when approaching or passing, but I knew what he was up to. When I went out to get on a bus, for example, he would follow me out of the building a couple of minutes after I’d left it to go to the bus stop 150 yards or so away on the main road by me, and get on the bus, and sit directly by me, all the time with a menacing, angry look on his face. This is what I mean by the provocation they dispense. This character disappeared as fast as he appeared a couple of years ago, when his presence was chronic in the area for about 4 – 6 weeks, and after that hasn’t been seen since then [although, as statd already these weirdos have a habit of turning up later, sadly]. So, I’m surrounded by these weirdo stalkers. 2 elderly neighbours who were involved have actually died, through old age or illness or whatever. An elderly female, who lived next door used to follow me around the town centre and try and engage me in conversation often when there, whereas for the previous 10 years or so never said a word at any time to me whenever passing or seeing them outside of their blocks.
    Much began with these 6 or so neighbours around 2 years ago [see blow about then re: Carol Woods], all of these characters at the same time began acting very oddly, paying me untold attention – daily even, but, as stated earlier, the more public one goes exposing this trash, the more they cowardly back away, and tire, and become complacent and cease to be useful to their controllers – particularly if you let them see you taking photographs with your mobile phone eg. for use in a court case for harassment or similar later. I see the 2 deaths happening to these neighbour stalkers as karma. All the 6 or so neighbours were acting completely normally before this period of intensive stalking began around 2 years ago, when, I believe, they were recruited to do the dirty work, being controlled by these evil types running it all. As they’re using everyday citizens to do their dirty work, these neighbours were uncannily amateur in there stalking behaviour – it was really pitiful to encounter at times. And how inconsiderate of those 2 stalking neighbours to actually cease existing whilst engaged in their stalking “job” – is this not the height of amateurishness? you bet – but karma at it’s best, as karma has an uncanny way of leveling any playing field, even when one has the might of a rogue government department against one. After all, the stalking begins to falter if the stalkers cease being alive – no? That kind of defeats the very dubious object, surely! Lol.

    And that’s not even mentioning the guy who would appear every time I visited the local “Subway” joint – he’d always without fail turn up around 10 minutes after my entering that establishment. Every time, halfway through a veggie roll he’d turn up – he lives just round the corner to the joint. More recently he even had the cheek to nod and say “hello!” to me, which was met with serious indifference and complete silence on my part. The manager of that establishment – a young gay foreign puppet also plays a part in it all, as every creature involved in this nefarious stalking is told to watch what I do [make phone calls or whatever – my phones are monitored relentlessly and I’ve even had to replace a phone recently because their hacking and interference has destroyed it] and who I meet, if anyone – everything I do is watched closely – even when I take pics of them for my records they will see and make note of, and the town’s cctv system only aids them in their crimes by recording everything wherever I am. The joke about visiting whichever “Subway” here [there are about 3 different establishments] is that I deliberately never met anyone there – ever. Do I look as stupid as they are? Well, I’m not.

    And there’s the times I would comically throw their stalking perversions into complete disarray, eg. by making out I’d be waiting for a bus, then when it came along, I’d go towards it, but then turn away at the last moment and walk away, and even cross the road and do all that over again at a bus stop opposite when a bus going in the opposite direction came along, or actually catch the bus going in the opposite direction for the original preplanned meet with someone somewhere. In the end they had to have stalkers everywhere, anticipating my moves. But when I would go back home instead of going wherever after making out I was waiting for a bus – that then really laid their plans to waste. Now I do various unpredictable actions often when out to undermine these offences which is so easy to do too, when they think they’re “James Bond” saving the country over the likes of yours truly. I believe they actually think they’re doing society a great service, when, in actual fact, they’re just being played bigtime for the gullible fools they are. The pity of it all is that all this recruiting of what amounts to be very stupid members of our society must be costing the poor taxpayer a small fortune, over time. Already a number of employed stalkers must be active wherever and whenever I go out, prepared in advance – each must be paid, somehow, as who would do this trash day in, day out for nothing? Don’t they have better things to do in their lives than to watch me when I’m shopping or doing something as equally boring, or travelling on a long coach or train journey to somewhere? It’s insane, but I tell no lies here – anywhere in this account, I swear to God, and not only do I have a statement from one person recruited, who gave me an affadavit some time ago about his interaction with these controllers regarding what he was told to do, after I told him the score when having a little chat onetime, but I also have the full ID another, who made her presence chronic for a short while recently – turning up at different places I would go to, or being at bus stops or being on a bus when I boarded it, wearing her skirt up to her neck as if to entice me in some most provocative manner into whatever, naively [which, when thinking about it, has happened on a few occasions, on buses too] – sex being the commodity used that’s seen many a person’s downfall, from MPs that we read about in the newspapers, to other misfit’s nefarious actions who got caught doing something they most definitely shouldn’t. Using sex as a commodity to achieve an end is as old as the hills, but still they try it – this is the mentality we’re dealing with here – to call these characters and their controllers “morons” is a compliment – these affected and challenged idiots are far, far worse.

    But who is behind all this outrageous nonsense, recruiting dull amateur halfwitted “James Bond” wannabes, in most cases, to do this antisocial stalking? I believe firmly, even though things began happening in 2010 after I reported the abuse of one Hollie Greig to my local plod, along with other matters [my being hacked being notified to a different certain local officer] – that this stalking originates from the same source as whistleblower and former top Level 3 social worker and Child Protection officer Carol Wood’s harassment comes from, which began especially when a “supercasino” project was abandoned that Carol was involved with, as a children’s home was to be closed down so as this “supercasino” could be. To close a children’s home down for such reasoning is not legal, for starters – more is explained within the links below in Carol’s report. People died connected to that “project”, and numerous other serious illegalities took place to try and get this “supercasino” up and running but it wasn’t to be, and when all was abandoned Carol’s targeting began in earnest, and how! Her home was stolen by subterfuge, and the intimidating harassment she has suffered non-stop since is a real eyeopener to show just how very evil these characters are – most of them in the public pay too. Carol has been stalked and targeted in an unspeakable and unbelievable manner using various tactics and methods for many years ever since – since at least 2006. I, with others, began supporting Carol in Febuary 2016 – that’s when the negative stuff really took off with my targeting here also, as if what was already happening here since 2010 wasn’t already bad enough, but the stalking and related just reached a higher peak then in 2016 and got to an even more unacceptable level then when – in Febuary 2016 – I began reporting Carol’s public updates regarding what was happening to her after she was released from the closed unit after being kidnapped there – supporter’s pressure to authorities achieved her release, and this was at least the 5th time she’d been forcefully incarcerated against her will in a closed unit, but get her released we did – not that her harassment and intimidation decreased in any way – in fact it continues down the same path it had always been on with outrageous and intimidating harassments that continue to this very day – even when she goes abroad on holiday! See the archive of over 130 of her very own updates here: https://butlincat.com/?s=carol+woods – which have also been sent over the many months to an astronomical number of authority figures – from the Prime Minister down – who do precisely nothing when told about the outrageous number of illegalities happening, especially in Lancashire where Carol resides where police and council and connected are, it is very very strongly alleged, involved because, it is very strongly alleged also that it is they who show themselves to be very much responsible for many of the illegalities which continue against her, some of which I have witnessed with my own eyes on visits to Lancashire, eg. when I was mercilessly stalked on the coach trip up to Lancashire, and again back down to home again, but everything I’ve suffered pales into insignificance with what’s been going on in Lancs. since 2006 to Carol – see her comment on it all: Carol Woods = “It is a highly complex matter which the police organise where they try to make me someone I am not. They have in fact tried to invent me as the reverse of myself using numerous characters, including “neighbours” who live alongside myself, and others elsewhere – the entire situations going back years. I find things out because I am not stupid. See my original w’blowing blog York LGO Blog re Lancashire CC http://criticalreader2006.blogspot.ae/ you will see why I am hounded by lowlife RECRUITED to do that by the Gestapo.
    More is described here: “Harassment as punishment for whistle-blowing: Lancashire” http://criticalreader17.blogspot.co.uk/2017/02/

    They use lookalikes of their stalkers too, and even dress them the same but, as we’re not as stupid as they are, it’s easy to spot the lookalike.

    They are evil.

    This is a true sworn statement.

    To be continued.

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