Its now been 18 days since Bill said goodbye to his civil litigating career. He continues to try and fill the void with pointless motions and appeals at locations he knows he wont be attending, as well as domain name defamation. He desperately keeps reaching out to his followers for reassurance, but they continue to dwindle and only the especially insane are the ones left to give him a hug.
This fugitive thing was supposed to be more fun than its turning out to be. He expected the world to wake up each morning with a where is Windsor quest, turns out....no one really cares including his followers. His trial by facebook of his criminal charges in MT isn't generating much buzz so now he figures its time for phase two of his master plan......paper bomb MT with 13 gigabytes of his repetitive blather under the title of "love letters" to Montana.
Reality, a dirty word in Lawless land, is starting to set in on Bill. He ran to avoid jail.....but in the process he opened himself up to all his victims to exact justice on his vexatious litigation. His vexatious soul is about to die a death of a thousand paper cuts of hearings he can't attend and sanctions he won't be able to fight. Being a fugitive on the run isn't exactly an excused absence for court. And even worse than that, his own paranoia continues to consume him....."is that a Joey" "is that police car coming my way" "will they track that credit card payment" "why is that waitress looking at me funny" "can they see my IP"