Dirty Book$ & Lawyer$

From what I remember—about 15 years ago, Pito stole 250K from Ryan. When Ryan realize the extent of Dad’s trespassing, he wanted to kill him and understandably so. However, there was to be no legal recourse, since it was dirty money. So Ryan as always, ceased the opportunity to not let my Dad retire, but take over the books of his business that was started by my German immigrant grandmother. With the help of Kathy, Ryan could accomplish his money washing mission by 50. I believe that was his plan, per our first and last conversation in over a decade in October of 2020. I wish I had known he’d be dead by August, or I would have reached out some more to my estranged brother. Dad showed up in early May after our Taos yoga retreat saying he wanted to move to TX or TN, since Ryan was leaving the E-vile life behind. Neither Tiffany nor I wanted Pito any where with in our city limits. Dad is an embarrassing and inappropriate male chauvinist pig, and that was Ryan’s biggest complaint of Dad. Pito is everything Ryan hates, fat, lazy and undisciplined. Pito has the motive and deep buried resentments, opportunity too to do something sinister while Ryan was weak. BEWARE: Covid is the perfect murder covering or at least complication of identifying actual cause of death. Life in E-ville with “The Hoes and Bros” was not Ryan’s idea of retirement and life after 50. He had served his time in the corn fields of Southern Illinois, putting up with Pito, our Dad. He had been on the grind for thirty years in that field of dreams there in E-ville, just hiding out in the inconspicuous open of Holiday Shores. There was a reason he was there, in this shady place he hated. Nothing good is happening on the outskirts of E-ville. This podcast is my very out loud therapy response to the E-ville actions that took place from August 24th to September 3rd at Ryan’s memorial. Then, last week’s scathing txt from Pito made me start calling lawyers, six total. Calling off the dawg$, was never so sweet!! I’m honestly exhausted and thankful my brother is Resting In Peace, finally. Throwing money (or rocks) at people who already have enough money (or rocks) is just sinful(wasteful), and “E-ville” on my life value ledger. Peace for me (and mine) comes with this choice and God $ee$ everything. Not going to the fight when people are ready to fight is priceless. My whole life I’ve been the David with his rock. Today I don’t have to be David. I don’t have to engage, explain myself or defend myself. I know I can slay a Goliath. But we don’t have to show up to every fight we are invited to. We don’t have to fight. We can be indifferent and suppress the fight/flight response. They are E-ville, and a major drain on valuable time, precious resources and limited energy. Engaging with them legally would only violate and compromise our higher grounds. They will take this as a WIN. The sad part is we all lost. We lost Ryan. Tiffany and I have decided to let E-ville be EVIL. Fuck it. Duces!!!