Cuyahoga Metropolitan Housing Authority [CMHA] review: jeffrey holdeman 10

Cuyahoga Metropolitan Housing Authority Jeffery Holdeman, Ryan Allen, Gregory Drew, James Neal, Christopher Svec. Inked up white trash Billy "Jay" Graham.
 
This is in response to the Pissedconsumer.com thread that is no longer available, except through the cache... So it is here that I will reply to CMHA's Undisputed King of "Weak-mindedness" King Holde-[censored].

Moral High ground? LMAO! Jeffrey CMHA Holdeman actually said that? LOL! What a hypocrite! Notice how he did not even try to deny the allegations from earlier posts about him abusing the public. What a self-righteous buffoon! Loves to hear himself speak! Moral high ground, that is pretty darn funny coming from the likes of a prima donna [censor] like you. Seriously? Really? That was a joke, right? Yeah YOU are the JOKE "H". You should probably just shut up, Tip of the Queer, and go crawl back under your rock. You make enough of a fool of yourself as it is in the "Law Enforcement Industry" on a daily basis in person and over the radio. Lol. You are as much a moral degenerate as they ever came; pressing your attacks from the immoral low ground, where you have spent your entire career slithering on your belly like the snake you are. Weak-minded with a badge as they can come. Beating on people is your catharsis...

"We would not engage him…" Oh now stop, you are just breaking my heart (sarcasm). Believe me Queer Tip, the feeling was indeed mutual, I didn't engage you either. It is not like I am going to cry myself to sleep each and every night, clutching my pillow or anything, just because I will not be baptized and accepted for a life-time membership in "The Temple of Holdeman" sniffle, sniffle LMAO!. There are a number of your coworkers who do not like you because you are such a POS gossip columnist and prolific civil rights violator. The CMHA Police Holdeman Cliques' cult leader (sort of reminds you of The Heaven's Gate cult, or Jonestown sect). Listen, I do not follow cliques or prima donna's, nor do I have any ounce of respect for those that do follow them. I am glad to no longer be a part of the "law enforcement industry" as you put it, if it means I will not have to work with or see you ever again. Because eventually I would have punched you in your face and knocked you to the ground, and then I would have lost my job that way.in the old days, when a coward (such as yourself, Tip), would say something behind someone's back to their colleagues, that person would be duty bound to duel that person. Lucky for you the days of Aron Burr & Alexander Hamilton are long gone.

As for that pencil-neck geek Allen, let that geeky, Super Bad McLoven SOB repeat his words to me like he did in 2011 at the Carver Park. I swear, and it took every ounce of near supernatural self-control at that time, but I almost grabbed Allen firmly by his chicken neck and would have thrown him face first down the flight of stairs, with him tumbling end over nerdy end to the bottom of the stairs, with me skipping quickly down the stairs after him to stomp-kick his face and bald, follicly-challenged head into an unrecognizable pulp. If he was extremely lucky, he would have regained consciousness at the ER with no idea or clue of how he got there. Stupid Rookie Allen allows a prisoner to escape from the back of a patrol car in the 5200 Scovill parking lot. Then all of a sudden, he is the man of the hour in the CSU unit. I had specifically told the stupid geeky SOB to make sure nobody approached the zone car in case someone tried to open the door on his side for the prisoner in the backseat. And that's exactly what happened. Surveillance footage later showed that the prisoner escaped via the rear driver's side passenger door, and guess who was in the driver's seat on that occasion boys and girls? Yep you guessed it, rookie Allen at the helm. Hey skin head, didn't notice the door opening in your driver's mirror? Buffoon! Must have been too busy day-dreaming about being accepted into The Temple of Holdeman, and baptizing converts to King Holdeman. The only way Allen would ever be able to run his fingers through his hair is if he had holes in his front pockets.

What a COWARD, Holdefag has to wait until someone goes to jail on a probation violation BEFORE he grows a spine to sit upright at his computer chair long enough to get the courage to comment on the Pissedconsumer.com webpage! He probably had to call 10 of his disciples over to do it. That is too funny and not at all out of character for him! In his whiny and pathetic monologue, Mr. Holdeman conveniently left out the fact that he was rejected for employment by that same Sheriff's Office he made reference to, and was categorically rejected by every other departments that he applied to. Nobody but CMHA wants him. So now that you painfully realize you are stuck there, guess you will have to become accustomed to kissing the Chief's backside to get a promotion. Your followers Neal, Svec, Fat-boy Greg Drew will not all fit under Gonzalez's desk. It simply isn't big enough to fit all you suck-ups under it at one time. Guess he will have to have a custom desk built to accommodate.
 
Holdeman loves the tantalizing flavor of gossip; embellishing it, sharing it, serving it up with his eager disciples to make himself sound more engaging and well informed. Makes him feel important I suppose, albeit in a cheap sort of way. As a person, he is not interesting enough by his own merits, so he has to tell other people's stories and usually grossly exaggerated the stories, if not spreading out-right LIES. What a small-peckered LOSER!

Must have had the County Docket bookmarked on his phone and computer simultaneously to check on an hourly basis to get updates. "Oh oh, I wonder if he got another case just like Jackson, oh oh or if he violated probation, I wanna be the one to break the news to everyone, I am soooo important!" Man H, you really have no life at all, now do you? You love the taste of gossip, talking about officers (and even some of your own loyal followers) and supervisors behind their backs. Just cannot get enough of it, can you? Good thing there are no calories, carbs, or saturated fats to be ingested in gossip or you would have died of heart failure long ago. Or maybe you would have been an excellent candidate for the TV program the Biggest Loser. Instead, you are just a loser; an unimpressive nobody. Tell you what, why don't you get to skipping your way down to the local newsstand on your little girly sized 8 1/2 shoes and get a copy of the Globe for some tantalizing gossip sessions, and while you're out and about, try to get a life too. Holdeman, what a TOOL!

Probably still gossiping about how Greg Drew got his wife a dispatching job so she could have SEX with Svec, Likes, and a few others…. after Drew's dysfunctional marriage, then a divorce, then a marriage again, then a divorce again….. "... bet he likes how Svec tastes, ahehehe..." Listen, Greggy fat boy Drew is probably too afraid of Svec, Commander Likes, and the other two officers who "partook" of Stephanie to do anything about it. He doesn't mind other men shooting their buttery load into the mother of his children. Gossiping about the Chief and Ms. Terry…. Oh well, that is just the way it is over there in corny security guard land. Think you guys will ever run out of gossip or objects to put CALEA emblems on? My guess, probably not. China would sooner run out of rice, India out of curry powder, and the CMHA estates would run out crack (simultaneously) long before you guys run out of gossip and things to put CALEA emblems on. Geeze BTW In keeping in line with how Holde-coward loves to talk about other officers behind their backs. See below paragraph for details.

Remember how you (The Great Spear Tip) did Ali #31 down at CPU, with you telling a prisoner that you thought Ali was scary? Yeah, and then the prisoner turns around and tells Ali what you said, and Ali confronted you directly about it, and you got scared and backed down? Stood there like some stupid rabbit. Remember that? You just stood there like a freighted little homosexual, limp-wristed, all deer in the headlights, not knowing what to say next. Don't have a sudden case of amnesia now. The "Great Spear Tip" got some major egg (indeed a full-course omelet) on his face that day, along with a complementary slice of humble pie to go with his foot in his mouth! Mike Pence wannabe.
 
Good thing you got out of the Army when you did. Friendly Fire is a real possibility on deployments for guys who carry on like you do; gossiping about others in the unit, spreading false rumors, creating hatred, etc. Rather than support the idea of teamwork, you promote divisiveness among the ranks. A real Ranger would not do that, but then again a real Ranger would not have settled for working at CMHA either. Nearly 10 years in the Army at E-6 and you didn't have what it took to go another ten years to get a full pension? Let me guess, you quit the Army to fulfill your lifelong dreams of working for CMHA to start at a lucrative $12.41 hr, right? Perhaps you were not getting your way, so you thought you would teach the Army a "lesson" by depriving them of your so-called great talents and fearless presence? As if they could not make it without you (more sarcasm). You are no Audie Murphy/Sgt. York. More like Private Joker from Full Metal Jacket than anything else. Must not be all that happy at CMHA, which is probably why you put your application in at the Sheriff's Office. Thought you would teach the Chief a lesson by threatening to leave the department? "Oh I'll show him alright!" lol. Yeah I am sure the whole organization would just fold and crumble if it was not for you being there (sarcasm). I am sure the gossiping and above described character flaws that you display on a regular basis, probably did not make you very popular in the Ranger unit either. People may have differences and all, and not everybody is so gung-ho, but you should work as a team no matter what and build partnerships. You don't talk behind their backs; this only fosters hate and promotes a lack of unit cohesion. Plus they might not back you up, which was absolutely the case with me. I wouldn't spit on you if you were on fire, but I would spit on you if you were not on fire and close enough. I actively refused to back you or any of your followers up, and took pleasure at every opportunity NOT to back you clowns up. You are a true coward in every sense of the word. Just take a look around at all of your pitiful followers to see the type of people that gravitate towards you, and to get a more introspective look at who you really are…... pathetic. What's that saying, "Bird's of a Feather Flock Together"?
 
Oh, and Graham? A buffoon that could barely write his own name on a piece of paper, much less write a report. A guy who physically abused people who were much smaller or elderly. A guy who shoots a hole in a rear quarter of a 4-door car, which is a looooonnng way off from aiming for the driver if you believe you need to use deadly force and stop a threat. Good thing there was not a child in the back seat. Schilling had to write all his reports for him. Graham has a learning disability, and has probably been the butt end of people's jokes his whole life because of this disability and buffoonery; a complete Baby Huey. He is sorely desperate for attention and acceptance from cliques. Must have been difficult for him to leave his master at CMHA, does he still attend worship services at the Temple of Holdeman? I remember that a number of your followers live in North Ridgeville. Has this city become the "Mecca" of Holdeman Worshipers? I tried to teach poor Graham how to write a report with the aid of a report writing guide to make it real s-i-m-p-l-e for him, and he was completely and hopelessly lost without any chance of rescue by a clue….. just another goof that liked to hear the sound of his own voice over the radio. Teaching two pigeons to play champion level chess would have been far easier to accomplish than try to teach Graham how to word his probable cause element into his report correctly. He was the sworn side of the Department's version of Matza. [censor].

Your other disciples, Wohlheter? Sanders (no longer there, sad, sad, lol)? Reaser, Svec, and several nameless, scrotumless others I won't bother to mention at length? Do they worship faithfully in The Temple of Holdeman? Just a bunch of lame, impressionable Holdeman worshipers, who need someone to lead them…. I would be here all week and into the next year if I wrote about them…. I'd like to see any one of them or Holdeman go up against someone like Isaiah Worley or Deran Harris, one on one, hand to hand if they think they are so bad and tough. Probably not a chance? No, absolutely no chance without a 10 man backup (at least 10) and a UMP-45 for the Spear Tip. Sgt. Pansy Neal couldn't handle Worley. Listen, Neal hung on to Worley's back and yelled for dear life in a panicky school girl voice into his radio, "Williams, get over here!" (and that is an exact quote). Neal is a faithful follower of the Queer Tip. Just a bunch of graduates from the college of the Phony Tough and the Crazy Brave. The stuff of legend, men of renown in their own warped minds.
 
On the topic of weak-minded….. Should inset Holdeman's picture in wikipedia for this term, and insert his pic for Spineless, Feeble-minded too; a person who is patently unimpressive in every way. It really takes someone who is exceptionally and extraordinarily weak-minded, and whose moral compass is way off track to beat on prisoners in handcuffs, frequently using too much force, falsifying details in use of force memo's to justify his actions, and putting the barrel of a gun in someone's mouth to intimidate them. Oh, nobody was supposed to know about that one, right? Brutality that usually comes as a result of some corny criminal trespass or littering citizen encounter, or just some poor guy walking down the street in a "high crime" area who happened to get caught looking over his shoulder more than one time. "Oh, what, who me? Nobody is supposed to know about that, uhmmm (clears throat) I mean I would never place a stakeholder in harms way by placing my gun barrel inside their mouth, or otherwise partake in something like that sir" lol…. sure, ok Tip. Tell it to the Department of Justice when they come knocking, which won't be long I am sure. You are definitely a repeated violator of federal civil rights statutes. A one-man crusade to megalomania.

BTW Embellishing on the witness stand is still considered perjury, but the Chief gives a huge pass on that one at CMHA. Daryl Gates would have loved to have "H" with him on the LAPD 35 or more years ago. Have you "dismounted" from your vehicle lately? Have you "... come inbound 3 clicks from your 6 o'clock..."? Have you given anymore of your corny radio dispositions? "Radio, I patrolled the target area with no appreciable activity." What, are you piloting a B-17 over Cologne? Surprised you didn't invent some "activity". King of Shagging. Forget about PC or RS, just grab somebody, abuse them and find a way to put charges on them, then make up the PC back at HQ on a clique huddle. that's the CMHA PD way, oh but only after you call upon 10 or more of your clique disciples to help you. Btw…. Your man Donald Trump supports your flavor of politics and police brutality by recently saying, "Like when you guys put somebody in the car and you're protecting their head, you know, the way you put their hand over, like, don't hit their head and they've just killed somebody, don't hit their head, I said, ‘You can take the hand away, OK?'"

Holdeman and his clique disciples/worshipers are the very reason why people across this nation are fed up with police brutality and are clamoring for de-escalation training. No training, no funding. I agree.
Holdeman is a uniquely pitiful combination of a Timothy Loehmann and Michael Brelo. A sadistic ticking time bomb waiting to happen. Is this someone anybody would really want to engage with in business, especially with a gun range? If so, maybe Brelo, Leohmann, and Betty Shelby will get together and open a range nearby too…. complete with black mannequins seated inside old GM cars, or a mannequin of a "big bad dude" standing outside of a van with the windows rolled up for customers to shoot at. If however, the serious and sensible answer is no, then people would do well to give a wide berth from them and their security guard minded gun range. I wonder how the media would respond if they found out about "shagging"? The fact that such a term even exists is beyond deplorable.
 
Listen, Holdeman is a nothing, a below average nobody. He ruined a k-9 dog through his incompetence. Loki would have been better off in the hands of competent Officer. He is a gossip columnist, a mere talebearer, unremarkable in every conceivable way, pay him no mind. He can't let the Army go, but the Army didn't mind letting him go. Every day on the job with this goof begins and ends at the level and intensity of Defcon 1. Every minute of everyday has to be a faux military mission with the level of intensity of The Shield, Die Hard, Iron Eagle, or Lethal Weapon II, sprinkled with some Black Hawk Down, with a special side order of Missing In Action to quench his appetite for abuse and action. His followers just love it! They can't get enough of it! As for all of you Holdeman followers and worshipers, why don't you all go down to your local Army recruitment center and enlist in the infantry if you want fly by the seat of your pants action all the time. Heck, they will give you some hand grenades to throw at people, what fun. You can rake the front of people's dwellings with a Ma Duce.50 on top of a humvee, and maybe cook them with a flame thrower. Maybe they will ship you off to fight ISIS. They could use some fresh cannon fodder, which is all that Holdeman, Allen, and their disciples/worshipers are good for anyways.

His geeky side-kick Allen, and fat-boy/brown-nosing, wife-sharing pervert Greg Drew, and homeless person tent slasher/crybaby sellout Sergeant James Neal all have the dubious distinction of being apart of The White Feather Committee…… Neal crying, sobbing inconsolably, whining like a little 3-year-old that just had his candy taken from him and told to go to bed early by his parents. Crying big ole crocodile tears, "Oh!, Tommie Thompson made me cut up the homeless people's tents! He made me do it! It wasn't my fault! I didn't want to do it! The knife slipped in my hand, it was an accident, I swear it!, it was their fault they are homeless, I love homeless people!" Boo hoo hoo, sob, whine, red in the face, moaning on the floor in a heaving heap in Sgt. Morgan's office, begging for his job. I mean come on now, seriously? The mere mention of Neal's name is more than enough to evoke some serious gut wrenching laughter. Neal, what a goof; pale, pear shaped body, a real life Sponge Bob Square Pants meets Bugs Bunny…. Keep your shirt on at the next CMHA Family day picnic outing, unless of course you are going for laughs, or if you want to be somebody's "before" pic as motivation towards physically fitness and self-improvement.

They should have fired Neal and prosecuted him to the fullest. But this is the caliber of person that Andre Gonzalez promotes and retains. Barto and Cooper tampered with records and got a pass on it from the Chief. Shilling got a pass for Obstruction of Justice. Sgt. Jacobs got a pass for looking at PORN on company time and on a company computer, Theft in Office, Unauthorized Use charges? Hmmm nope, all were allowed to quietly resign. Oh, and let's not leave out the countless number of times your officers accept free food and drinks on and off duty? Guess what, that is an M-1 offense. Fat-boy, self-righteous Drew is guilty of probably 100 or more M-1 violations for Soliciting Improper Compensation. You don't maintain that level of lard on your Fred Flintstone frame for nothing, and now he drives a desk. Who knows who many felony Perjury offenses he has worked up over the years of his lame, rent-a-cop career. He probably doesn't want anyone to know that he body slammed some guy on his head in the rear of the parking lot at CMHA Headquarters (before the fence was put up) and while in a state of panic, fearing that he killed the guy, asked a certain officer to cover for him. Lucky for you the guy came to. Don't worry Greg, it can be our secret here. Nobody will ever know, what a relief, right? LOL!

Speaking again of Neal, this dolt while in the lobby of a High-rise building took his duty weapon and field stripped it at the front desk, which I suppose was meant to try and be impressive and showcase his so-called proficiency regarding firearms knowledge, though effectively disarming himself in the process. What a tool! Oh, and let's not leave out his gun range incident, shall we? The time he wanted to show off as a range officer by skipping rounds off the wall to hit a target, but skipped a round off an officer instead! Was a report ever made? Corrective action taken? Hmmm. Neal is a such a total Pu*y.
Toles is a good example of the biased politics over there at CMHA PD. Toles gets 13 points and gets terminated, yet Svec was trailing at 12 or 12 1/2 points with like 2 months to go before the end of the year, and the Command Staff let him work custom hours. Wow how fair and convenient! Supposed to work 2nd shift. Yet he could come in at 12 noon if it was no big imposition on his time. Heck, come in at 1:15 pm if need be. Might save his job so he can flirt with straight guys on 2nd shift. Stephanie must have made him tired of woman.

Take a good look at VP Mike Pence. Doesn't Holdeman look just like Mike Pence? Too funny! He even sounds like him when ever he talks! They could pass as brothers. H is probably a Trump lover too. Maybe H could help Trump out with the words to our country's national anthem next time. Ever see the President Show? I think Holdeman would make a much more convincing Mike Pence than Peter Grosz. I think he could actually be funny, so long as somebody with talent keeps writing the script for him to follow along with. Adios, H. You will spend the rest of your life with gossiping, visiting this web page, coming back often, watching your hair line go out like the tide, and being a loser. A web page that will be living rent free on a minute by minute basis in your twisted and diseased psyche. It will serve as a perpetual character reference for you as well. Conniving, insignificant troll that you are… Holdeman trying to reinvent himself as a mature, responsible business man, give me a break! If anyone can not see through all that BS. BTW As I alluded to earlier, I am not really all that concerned with not working in the "law enforcement industry" as you put it. It is not the end all be all of professions out there, and the pay wasn't all that great either, though it was better than CMHA. I'll survive, believe it.

Speaking of buffoons and Holdeman's mindless, SPINELESS, impressionable followers, did anyone ever get that beer-bellied, geriatric joke Sgt. Aaron Reaser a patrol walker? Replete with black and white paint, flashing blue led lights, CALEA emblems plastered on the side of it, along with a clip-on holder to hold his extra pairs of Depends, Metamucil, and pill containers for his blue pills? Perhaps AARP will feature him on the cover of their next magazine with his patrol walker? Strike a pose with your patrol walker Reaser, the camera loves ya! fat, wrinkles, sagging jowls and all! Keep the blue pills close to your cash so that you are best prepared for those "Stairwell Justice" encounters with the berries and SHEMALES on Scovill that some of your officers are guilty of. Let's not all cough and cover up the words "SEXual Battery" now all at once. What is that saying you guys tell the crack berries over there? "You suck the bone you keep the chrome"? Angie Olgetree? I'm sure if Reaser is reading this right now, he is sitting there looking more rigid than ever, eye lids twitching, turning several shades of purple…... oh well, the question then quickly comes: what are you going to do about it? Tough guy? Sitting there all hypnotized with love for his master Holdeanotherman. I mean besides you getting mad and filling your Depends until they burst at the seams! You wanna come back over? If you are man enough. Only this time leave your 6 man backup, your gun, and security guard badge in the car. Then we can "discuss our differences" (that quote use was a euphemism btw.)……. Read on... sphincter boy..

This geriatric clown gets his guns stolen out of his car while he is inside a strip club perving on young girls who probably felt a little creeped out as if they were dancing for their elderly grandfather…a lot of money and a little booze for these women made the experience more bearable I suppose. They are probably like, "eWWWw gross, another sickening OLD pervert my Grand Dad's age…hope we win the lotto soon so I can escape this madness" All jokes aside, Reaser looks to be in good shape for the young age of 75! This is a great number that best exemplifies both his IQ and his waistline at the same time! BING BANG LMAO ROTF! Ah yes, another Holdeman worshiper/ Clique member/Disciple/puppy dog that I like to rail on... he is way too easy though. Maybe the Holdeman clique will get Aaron a free DEXA scan and a NPT test for his birthday. Although I should point out that Reaser is a real tough talking guy when he has a security badge, gun, and 6 other guys standing nearby backing him up. If he only knew how hard it was, for me not to laugh at him, when he tried to act tough…phony tough, a grossly out of shape, tired looking pansy. Next opportunity, I will say it to your face, you ole feisty codger you. I could have pimp slapped you all up and around the house that day and out into the driveway before sending you on your merry way, fat-man. I pity him really, poor pathetic thing, has to pay large sums of cash to get laid, and has to be a follower of people much younger than himself, living for their approval. I don't know what it is, but whenever I see Reaser, the theme tune from the Benny Hill Show pops in my head. Wow! Go pop some blue pills and rinse it down with some Boost, Sgt. Geriatric. He is easy to make upset, quivering lips and twitching eyelids, voice breaking... lmao. He stated on his way out the front door, "I'm gonna ask Charlotte if I can get it…" I wish you did, rookie. His Depends probably felt a little tighter and fuller at that moment, increasing his diaper rash sensation and enhancing his irritability! I swear that for every year that goes by, this guy ages like 10 years for every 1 year that everybody else ages. Aaron Reaser is the perfect poster child for progeria.

With your promotion, you can now officially serve, as the Chief's little "Groom of the Stool" like there was in the times of Tudor England. This was a coveted position previously held by Greg Drew; while other men attended to his wife's needs, he was busy attending to the Chief's needs. Now you can attend the Chief whenever he uses the toilet near his office. There you can standby until the Chief has finished, and patiently ensure that your master is clean and wiped after HIS NUMBER 1's and 2's and apply powder to his bottom, wipe his dribble off the toilet, and spray liberal amounts of Lysol in his bathroom after his Taco Tuesday's. Make careful visual analysis of his urine and stool to ensure that the necessary Doctor appointments are kept up to date for physical follow-up scheduling. You can ensure that the Chief's CALEA embroidered bath towels and CALEA embroidered shower curtains are changed out, as you curtsy your way out of his office with his soiled linen in a basket under your arms. Make sure his office is stocked with the necessary supplies and writing utensils, keep his vehicle fueled, and ensure that his uniforms are starched and ironed, and shine his shoes, badge and name plate. Dust off his wall mounted plaques and his FBI gold brick, and wipe the lip marks off of it from all the kisses Greg Fat-boy Drew, and Pansy Homeless Tent Slashing Neal leave on it. This would be a dream position that even Neal would crave and covet with a jealous eye for years! He wouldn't mind wiping his lips off of the FBI gold brick, he could always plant some more on it. Indeed he is already craving such a position! It would be his paradise and heaven to be the Chief's Groom of the Stool, as much brown-nosing he does at staff meetings! The one supervisor who has to say, "per the Chief" and "per the Command Staff" whenever he wants to push his own personal agenda off on patrol officers during roll call. Which is just another way of saying that he doesn't have the guts to stand by his own directives. If Reaser or Neal make Lieutenant, they will then have Drew's current job responsibility of actually dressing the Chief in the morning after his bath and changing him throughout the day between meetings, straightening his tie, clipping his toenails when needed, helping him put on his freshly ironed CALEA emblemed boxers, along with taking care of his Manscaping/Brazilian waxing needs. Wife sharing, Fat-boy, beer-bellied, no-neck, Popeye-chinned Greggy Arthur Drew. Just a brown-nosing, parasitic opportunist. Probably eats off the corner of the Chief's plate and follows him to the restroom/ tea room like a lost puppy whenever they dine together at the Rincon Criollo on Detroit Road. Finally gave him a white shirt so the Chief's stains aren't so apparent. That oversized Fred Flintstone mandible of Drew's probably fits the Chief's sack just right….

Hey Greg Dreweuchbag, in response to your "wouldn't it be funny if.." comment that you made to me; here is one of my own for you: Wouldn't it be funny if Stephanie married Svec, he adopted your two kids, they took his surname, you paid Svec child support, and they called him dad? Wouldn't that be funny? Do a hear a giggle or two, no? Probably too busy smacking your lips, savoring the taste of Svec and the others who bedded down with your [censor] wife. Don't get too upset now Greg, you can take solace from the fact that she probably faked orgasms with them too. Your kids get secondary contact from Svec's little Polish love sausage every time she kisses them good night… The gossip columnist's over there had one good point though….. Did you really enjoy how Svec tastes? No lie, Svec actually asked this questions during a roll call when he was still a sergeant. I was there. Every wonder if he used a condom or not? Pulled out or not? Left pubes in her, or just shot his load into your pillow or your side of the bed? All while you are sleep your fat fart box at your Crestline Apartment. Fat-boy Drew asked me if I would submit to a DNA sample. What Greg, did you intend to send Stephanie over to collect it? The rumor mill said she is good at collecting Officer's DNA samples, though not so much with the cross contamination factor….. just a thought. BTW "Cram it up your [censor]"? Tell you what, fatboy. Instead of talking about cramming things up people's [censor]'s, at least try, just try at some point during the course of a search warrant, which took seven hours, and look behind the front entrance door and find the closet that you and your security-minded clowns failed to locate and search! May or may not have been of interest, I'm just saying….. tactics gentleman, tactics…... I can understand why you missed other stuff; external 1 terabyte hard drive with complete computer backups, diversion safes, etc. But, like the ole adage goes, "That's what happens when you send a boy to do a man's job" Or in this particular instance and putting my own twist on it: "That's what happens when you send a security officer to do a police officers job….." That was pretty funny when fat-boy security Greg Drew ran my name over the radio for a wants and warrants check. Really? Seriously? Was that supposed to shake me up? Like you really expected that I would have an outstanding warrant? LOL! Surprised you didn't perform your usual corny CMHA "hand check" too. Who knows, I might have had an FTA out of Linndale or something. ROTFLO! Surprised you didn't tell Radio that I was going to receive some NTV's too! FAT-BOY-Greggy-Drew-SECURITY.. Run along now, and go write some NTV's.

Some free advice, so get your note pads ready ladies: Never ever pull your car into the driveway of a house you are about to search; doing so could make you a sitting duck. Instead, park a few houses down the street and walk to the house. You can always move the car(s) to the driveway later once you are secured at the scene. I know fat guys, along with old fat guys (that's your cue, Reaser) do not like to walk far. Also (and again, this is for you Reaser, so pay attention old boy) always search a coach BEFORE you let someone sit down on it, not a few hours later on, and A-L-W-A-Y-S pat someone down for weapons BEFORE they sit on said coach. Lounge pants have waistbands and sometimes have these neat things called "pockets". And just because you see a glass coffee table with some 12"by 12" tiles in the middle of it, you might want to look under the bottom of such tables next time. There "might" have been a loaded Colt Commander attached to the underside of the tile by means of a gun concealment magnetic clip JB welded to the tile. I was literally 18 inches or less from the table the entire time. I tell ya, fat people and old guys sure are lazy…. "Cram it up your [censor]…" Thankfully not meant in the same way the Chief crams it up your fat fart box in his office, or that Svec, Likes, and the others did (and probably still do) to Stephanie on a regular basis.

In an semi-excited tone, fat-boy Greg said, "I never said anything bad about you!" What, was that suppose to warm me over? Yeah, but don't fool yourself either, because you sure aren't fooling me. I never liked you to begin with, due to you being a fat, card carrying member of the clique and being a brown-nosing cowboy. We scarcely had a word between us in nearly 10 years of working at the same department, not that I cared or anything, but don't think I didn't notice either. Just a fat guy who I heard finds a single marijuana seed inside a vehicle on a traffic stop, and sends it out to be tested. I would have tossed it. Officers were still telling that story about you years after it happened, just to illustrate what a goof you actually are. Oh this one was funny too, fat-boy, wife-sharing Greg Drew stated, ".. that's IF I decide not to take you to jail…" Emphasizing the conjunction "IF" was pointless. Besides fat-boy-security, it was not your choice anyways. You see, you need a couple of important things before you can take someone to jail. These neat things are referred to as PROBABLE CAUSE or a ARREST WARRANT. And you had neither, and I knew it the whole time. You didn't know what to do, other than to get on the phone with DC Morales to find out what you need to do.

Do a mass Leads/Oleg audit on ALL of your officers, and I am sure you will be able to get some more charges on more people. But don't just focus on the officer's that you don't like. Do an audit on some members of the so-called "elite" clique (and I use the word "elite" VERY loosely). Unauthorized searches on Oleg/Leads is more common than you may think, and it certainly pales in comparison to any of the stuff you guys have done, and gotten away with. Also Drew, stop buying your sweaters at Fingerhut.com, they just make you look fatter. Fashion Rule Advice: If you are a fat guy with no neck (and that is you, Drewuchebag) you should stay away from sweaters. You know, the white one and the blue one. While you are giving things away, like Stephanie for example, why not let Svec have the sweaters too. Mrs. Stephanie Svec, sounds disturbingly different, ya think?

PS If you make a complaint and get this pulled from the internet (like the other times you did by crying to the folks at Pissedconsumer.com) I will just repost it again. Don't worry, not that much work involved really. All I have to cut & paste to have it up and running again.

Ah yes, Holdeman's little pathetic group of sycophants; a sad group that wants to be the real police so very badly. A possibility that is just as elusive as Reaser ever becoming a man with a backbone and growing a pair. "Oh I need to worship the Spear Tip and follow him wherever he goes, I need his acceptance. Can I be a geriatric alter boy in your Temple in North Ridgeville, ohhhh please?!?! I will sweep shell casings off of your temple floors at your gun range. I know I am OLD AND TIRED looking, but I still have worth in your eyes and need your constant approval, O fearless spear tip, let your high-priest Allen anoint me with the Oil of Acceptance in your temple" LOL! Temple of Holdeman worshipers probably experience worship service similar to (if not exact) like the ritual scene from the movie Eyes Wide Shut. Complete with masks and robes and chanting music, with Holde-queer wearing scarlet in the middle of them, walking around and spreading smoke from his thurible and tapping his staff as a cue for all of his followers (yes, all of his small-peckered, weak-minded, submissive male followers) to disrobe as they bow down before him; Neal wearing his Homeless Tent slashing knife strapped to his waist, dropping his robe, bearing his pear-shaped, pale form (get bucket ready and barF!). Svec looking like Pee-Wee Herman holding a bag of eggrolls, standing there hoping to see Budda, Allen playing the creepy sounds from the electric piano, Walheter standing there with only a goat on a dog chain that he brought from his Paw's farm in Stark County, ready to show his loyalty to "H" by doing whatever he is told to "do" to the goat, Jay Graham looking like an inked up Shar pei with a severe learning disability, Rucinski drooling over his love and admiration for "H", and Reaser struggling with his robe getting caught on his patrol walker, dropping his numerous geriatric pills all over the floor as he prepares to pay homage to his master on his knees like the rest, and worship. LMAOOOOOO! In the midst of all of this I am sure there is a large banner that reads, "I Am The Tip of The Spear, I Am The Greatest Thing to Happen to CMHA PD!" Later, his congregation of small-peckered sycophants retire to the basement to spread new and renew old gossip stories with their master King Holdeman. Gossiping about work, co-workers outside the clique, and former co-workers they all feel deeply inferior to on every level but don't want to actually admit it. Then they engage in a circle JERK with "H", with Aaron Reaser as the pivot man.

The old saying "The enemy of my enemy is my friend", well I live by my own twist on this old adage, and it goes like this: The friend of my enemy is also my enemy.

I know some of Holdeman's followers will be outraged when they read this and write their feeble-minded responses like Amish farm-boy Walheter did to support and show submissiveness to his beloved master, "Oh how dare he speak of our beloved Knight and King like that! Blasphemy!" Calculated Insolence!"It won't take long I am sure, they like to ego-surf the web to read good things about their Master; Master-of-bation more like. Get mad, I could not care less.

Perhaps Christopher Collins can watch your all your kids at the nursery at The Temple of Holdeman in North Ridgeville.

Tell your key-stone cop"police" chief to spend less money on stupid CALEA emblems and CPD style license plates to look like CPD, and spend more money on training, advanced search methods and tactics for his officers; they sorely need it.