When A National "Tragedy" Is Fake

I am thinking of my Uncle John today. I spoke with a nurse today who had lived in Denver, Co for a while. John lived there for years, or in the vicinity. I feel like it is time for him to separate and conquer. He will know what JOHN means in my vicinity, and thus in his. The power of FLIGHT lies in his hands, and his hands alone. Everyone needs to just back away and quit gossiping about him or me, or the process that I went through in Marion County. He now knows that it is YOU, Penn, who messed with my cousin's, Michael's, brain and got him captured around something that is none of your business or you all either, people of Columbine Community. You all got the open drama that you wanted. You had been warned IN A COURT OF LAW by John and my cousin's mother MARY ANN. At least it was just one day and they were "captured" by death that day.