Biloxi, the Piece of Australia in America

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We look outside the window.

We scan the street for Jerry Creel's black Volvo surveil-mobile.

Is he doing his Sunday surveillance post-church thing?

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He's not there.

We are safe.

He's probably at City Hall. Doing some city employee. On the desk. On the Lord's day.

(It's what he does. Rise and shine, Mr. Creel. ☀️)

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Wait.

Or is he?

That sneaky motherfucker might be out there. Lurking. Waiting. Binoculars in right hand. His small weiner in left.

Now you've got the undersigned paranoid, dear reader.

Thanks. 🙄

👁️ He could be watching right now. 👁️

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While dressed in amazingly well-crafted humor—geniously funny and engineered to make sure Creel, Abide, and the rest of the geriatric mob get out of bed and wonder how it got this bad and whether they can survive this campaign from a criminal, legal, career, and reputational standpoint, and whether they can keep this little scheme alive—this website has a legitimate objective.

To educate.

To expose.

Through absurdity, the extreme.

To empower the people.

To bring back the notion that the people command—not that we are subjects to some midget, flaccid attorney who thinks he's Napoleon.

(I'm talking about Peter Abide. Pronounced "Ā-bide." The Napoleon of Biloxi. 5'4" of pure taxpayer-funded ego.)

Not only propose or merely try, but mandate change.

And today is no different.

Except, dear reader, it is more concerning than the usual.

Today we will talk about another branch of the corrupt Star Chamber—and how they make the people their little bitches.

(Yes, it's that bad. And you will see how this strong portrayal is exactly what it is.)

The Municipal Court.

And our star corrupt of the day.

But first—as we embark, dear reader—we shall together do a little philosophy and study of history.

And answer a question that is a curious one.

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When you look at Peter Abide, Tim Holleman, FoFo Gilich—you see old fucks that can't last 30 seconds of sparring with a crackhead to save their lives.

These are not men in their prime.

They don't look like it. They don't feel like it. And they sure as hell don't act like it.

Yet—they seem to maintain power. And a "mystique" aura that caused every single person to warn the undersigned. To tell us to be careful.

And the undersigned cannot count how many times we've heard about the Sherrys.

How the undersigned might get killed.

How we should watch our back.

How "you don't know who you're dealing with."

They sure are not smart.

Look at how FoFo is handling the installation of a carpet. Have you seen Peter Abide talk? These people are simply not sophisticated at all. They lack finesse. The mental power. And they run this city like they are running their living rooms.

At the undersigned's last visit to the City Council—where we called them "they think they are sort of mafiosos"—we saw we got an angry little reaction from FoFo.

The undersigned was hoping he would engage.

He almost made our day.

But not that day.

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To address all concerned readers about the undersigned's safety:

Despite—from a first principles and instinct standpoint—knowing that these flaccid little men wouldn't do anything, the undersigned took precautions.

Each one of them has been investigated. Booked. Dossier'd.

One of their complaints to the federal judge is how often we mentioned our FBI visits to report their crimes—to which we almost got sanctioned. And we might still. Which is fine. It's part of the strategy.

The strategy is simple:

The law is clear. Under 18 U.S.C. § 1512—the federal witness tampering and obstruction statute—once a target is notified that there is an active federal investigation, anything after that becomes obstruction of justice.

Every retaliatory act. Every coordinated filing. Every threat. Every Sunday surveillance mission.

They know we're watching. They know the FBI knows. And now they know that if anything happens to the undersigned, every single one of their names is already in a federal file.

Sleep well, gentlemen.

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The dinosaurs were not aware of what the undersigned does for work.

Despite years of interacting with the Building Department, we never revealed our credentials. Or the fact that we do astrodynamics work. Or the fact that we possess equipment that is controlled by the Department of State.

Jerry Creel is currently under investigation—as previously reported—by the Department of State.

The undersigned is expected to speak with them next week. That case is moving.

And ITAR violations are no fun.

(For those unfamiliar: ITAR—International Traffic in Arms Regulations. Federal export control laws. The kind of thing that gets you real federal time. Not municipal court theater.)

Creel should be concerned.

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We have a network of people.

An excessive amount of cameras on vehicles and properties—with online transmission.

And we are very, very noisy.

And to top it off—we finally pulled the trigger on a Barrett .50 caliber. For testing purposes.

The undersigned is working on a project that involves ballistic capabilities in glass. We will be launching affordable bulletproof windows soon. The undersigned is also a businessman—on top of a revolutionary. The Barrett is a testing tool for our product development. It's never been fired outside of controlled R&D.

Here's the irony: the undersigned is not even a big fan of guns. But this is Mississippi—and the Second Amendment exists for a reason.

Castle doctrine. Stand your ground. The law is clear: homeowners have the right to defend themselves on their own property. The undersigned exercises that right lawfully, as millions of Mississippians do.

(Simply exercising Second Amendment rights while documenting First Amendment activities. Nothing to see here.)

And the undersigned's close circle—especially from Keesler—are within a phone call.

Several friends have reached out to the undersigned's wife—to demand she call them if she ever feels unsafe. People with true defensive capabilities. Not small-weiner energy like Abide, who sends a fat cop to do his bidding.

In résumé: the geriatric mob will have to pull big boy moves if they intend to harm the undersigned.

They hate the undersigned because we are forcing them to engage through federal court—a court they don't control. That's their issue with us. In Biloxi, they own the judges, the prosecutors, the clerks, the process. In federal court? They're just defendants. Equal footing. No home-field advantage. No puppet strings. Just the law.

And that terrifies them.

But here's the thing: that's how civil conflicts are supposed to be resolved—in court. With evidence. With procedure. With judges who don't owe you favors. The geriatric mob is not a big fan of that.

All their harassment. All their threat talk. Sending cops to our door. Sending death threat notes. Stalking. It's all documented. Every single incident. And it's all just projection—their own reflection staring back at them. They accuse us of being dangerous while they're the ones running the intimidation campaign.

Sad little men.

Except now they need to justify employing the cops repeatedly. So we're "dangerous." That's the narrative. That's why they keep sending officers to our door—to build a paper trail that paints us as a threat. Because without that story, they're just a bunch of city officials using public resources to harass a citizen who sued them.

But the record is rich. And they have due process—prove otherwise.

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So yes, dear reader, when getting in touch with the undersigned—please do know these items:

a) Yes, we are being careful.

• Legally: 3 Federal Lawsuits
• Civilly: PeoplevsBiloxi.com — SPJ Member
• Criminally: Active cases with FBI, Sheriff, State Department — in contact with DOJ, State Auditor, and others
• Physically: The undersigned exercises lawful self-defense rights under Mississippi's Castle Doctrine and Stand Your Ground laws—just like millions of other homeowners in this state.

b) Yes, we have read Mississippi Mud. And it's crazy.

c) Yes, we know about the Sherrys. And we are finishing their work.

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Now.

The undersigned was doing some studying—to see where this fear comes from. The fear that every citizen in this city has of the geriatric mob.

We will be covering a few topics across several articles.

First—we must start from the top.

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The Mayor's Family Connections to the Dixie Mafia

FoFo does look the part.

And he tries to speak like he's a poor man's version of the mafia.

But he lacks the receipts for that.

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Then You Have Abide

This mediocre little man also thinks he's mafioso.

But he goes a step further.

He tries to legalize his mafioso moves.

By controlling court. By controlling building permits. By steering contracts. By sending real estate deals to his wife. By giving a pass to public utility companies.

Like—why is there no franchise agreement on CenterPoint, Abide?

And why didn't CenterPoint pay for permit fees without an exemption?

The undersigned has already asked if the City will make CenterPoint pay the documented $60,000+ fraud in permit fees.

No answer.

We demand this money be paid to the City coffers.

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Then You Have Zachary, Whitehead, Ros

Abide's little bitches.

They do what daddy tells them.

Including extortion. Lying. Usurpation. And much more.

Gears without self-governance. Puppets.

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You turn to the left and you see the Rise and Shine Building Official—with 78 hats and job titles.

You look to the right and you see the obese City Engineer Christy LeBatard—who is now selecting carpets instead of dealing with the CenterPoint fraud and explosion risk that the undersigned exposed.

And what started this whole deck thing.

(You didn't think this was because of a deck, right?)

But the undersigned is building the momentum.

And writing these badass articles takes forever.

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And then we have the "extras"—like Michael LeBatard. The dried grape.

But you see the pattern?

How if you isolate each and every one of them—they are docile. Mediocre. Powerless.

None of them can withstand debate. Conflict. Or are menaces in any way.

Literally—they rely on the network.

That's their secret sauce.

What the Coast calls the "Good Old Boy System."

The undersigned calls it the Geriatric Mafia.

But I guess we can all call it what we prefer?

The undersigned agrees they are old. And they are boys. And there's a system.

But they are definitely not good.

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And the undersigned was listening to the radio.

And the song "Wannabe" from the Spice Girls came on.

And it hit differently.

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Now, dear reader, let the undersigned educate you.

Because the geriatric mob counts on you not knowing.

What Is an Arraignment?

An arraignment is the very first step in a criminal case. It's when you—the accused—appear before a judge and are formally told:

• What you are charged with
• What your rights are
• How you plead (guilty, not guilty, no contest)

That's it. No evidence is presented. No witnesses are called. No arguments are made.

It is purely procedural. A formality. The opening handshake of the criminal justice system.

At an arraignment, the judge is supposed to:

• Read the charges aloud
• Ensure you understand them
• Advise you of your right to an attorney
• Ask for your plea
• Set a trial date

That's the law. That's due process. That's what you're entitled to.

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What Happened to the Undersigned?

The undersigned was never arraigned.

Let that sink in.

At the July 25, 2025 appearance—which Judge Apryl Ready called a "hearing" in her order—there was no arraignment. No charges were read. No rights were explained. No plea was taken through proper procedure.

Instead, Judge Ready issued a Cease and Desist Order—a civil administrative action—at what was supposed to be a criminal arraignment.

She skipped the formalities. She skipped due process. She went straight to punishment.

And here's the thing, dear reader:

This didn't just happen to the undersigned.

This is how they run it. This is how they've always run it. Every poor soul who walks into Biloxi Municipal Court gets the same treatment. No real arraignment. No real rights. Just a conveyor belt of "justice" designed to process you as fast as possible.

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What Is a Kangaroo Court?

A kangaroo court is a mock court. A sham tribunal. A judicial proceeding that ignores the rules of law and evidence—where the outcome is predetermined, and the process is just theater.

The term comes from the image of justice "hopping" over proper procedure—like a kangaroo.

And here's where it gets poetic, dear reader.

You can't make this shit up.

A group of kangaroos is called a MOB.

A. Mob.

The undersigned has been calling them the Geriatric Mob this whole time—and it turns out they're literally kangaroos forming a mob. Hopping over due process. Running a kangaroo court. Together.

FoFo. Abide. Ready. Creel. Ros. Whitehead. Zachary.

A mob of kangaroos.

Running a kangaroo court.

In the piece of Australia we call Biloxi.

Characteristics of a kangaroo court:

• No real due process — proceedings are rushed or skipped entirely
• Biased judge — the decisionmaker has a stake in the outcome
• Predetermined verdict — guilt is assumed before trial
• No meaningful opportunity to defend — evidence is ignored or excluded
• Punishment before conviction — penalties imposed without proper findings

Sound familiar?

Biloxi Municipal Court checks every single box.

The judge is paid by the City. Her invoices are approved by Abide. The prosecutor reports to Abide. The Building Official who files charges—Creel—coordinates with Abide.

It's not a court. It's a machine.

And you, dear citizen, are just raw material to be processed.

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Fun Fact: The Chain of Command

Here's where it gets delicious.

At the November 7, 2025 Board of Adjustment appeal, Jerry Creel—under oath—admitted that he was directed by the Mayor and Peter Abide to issue the stop work order.

Directed.

Like the little girl he is.

The same stop work order they then tried to criminalize—and failed spectacularly.

Now follow the bouncing ball, dear reader:

• Creel is directed by the Mayor and Abide to issue the order
• Apryl Ready serves at the pleasure of the Mayor
• Apryl Ready is financially controlled by Abide—who approves her invoices

The same people who directed the order also control the judge who enforces it.

And here's the kicker:

Peter Abide is not a City employee. He's an outside contractor.

Apryl Ready is not a City employee. She's an outside contractor.

Two contractors. Running the City's legal department and the City's court. Billing by the hour. Approving each other's existence. Serving at the pleasure of the same Mayor.

At least, that's what City Council approved. On paper, they're outside contractors—so they can charge by the hour. In practice? They usurp and wield every power that should only be conferred to actual city employees. The authority of the state, exercised by people who answer to no one but their billable hours.

The inmates aren't just running the asylum—they're invoicing for it.

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Contractor Bonanza: The Scheme

Now let the undersigned explain how the money flows.

Because this isn't just corruption. This is a business model.

Here's the scheme:

Step 1: Jerry Creel has his fake clerks—Tara Busby and Brooke Vanover—notarize false charges. These women are not authorized notaries for criminal affidavits. They're Building Department clerks playing dress-up.

Step 2: The false charges turn into criminal cases in Municipal Court.

Step 3: The criminal cases generate hourly billables for:

• Judge Apryl Ready — $140/hour to "preside"
• Currie Johnson & Myers P.A. — hourly to "defend" the City
• Peter Abide — hourly to "advise" on it all

Every fake charge. Every sham hearing. Every kangaroo court session.

Ka-ching. Ka-ching. Ka-ching.

The more cases they generate, the more they bill. The more they bill, the more they profit. The more they profit, the more incentive to generate more cases.

It's a perpetual motion machine of corruption—powered by taxpayer dollars.

Sound familiar?

It should.

Kennedy v. City of Biloxi.

The same playbook. The same city. The same scheme.

They've been doing this for years. And nobody stopped them.

Until now.

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Should we tell them we've been recording recent arraignments in secret?

Or do we keep it a secret?

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Oh well.

Let's leave the suspense in the air. 🎤

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Judge Apryl Is a Tool

And we mean that in every sense of the word.

Even Michael LeBatard—the dried grape himself—mentioned at the November 7 hearing that the undersigned didn't obey Judge Ready's order. As if it was legitimate. As if we were the bad guys for ignoring it.

Here's the thing, Michael: Municipal Courts are the kindergarten of courts. They can't do much other than traffic tickets. Minor misdemeanors. Small potatoes.

So why should we have respected a building enforcement order from a kindergarten court that has zero jurisdiction over building enforcement?

Pick one, dried grape.

Yet our pretty judge decided she would play big girl court.

Here's everything Judge Apryl Ready did that was ILLEGAL:

That's nine illegal actions. From one kindergarten judge. In one case.

And remember—her paycheck is approved by Peter Abide. The defendant.

Municipal Court is supposed to handle traffic tickets. Judge Ready tried to run a Star Chamber.

She is a tool. And she got used like one.

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But Judges Have Absolute Immunity... Right?

Ah yes. The magic shield.

Judicial immunity is a doctrine that protects judges from being sued for their official judicial acts. The idea is simple: judges need to make tough decisions without fear of personal liability. If every unhappy litigant could sue the judge, the courts would grind to a halt.

So yes—normally, you can't sue a judge for what they do on the bench.

Normally.

But there's one line they cannot cross.

Read that again.

Excess of jurisdiction = judge goes too far, but still within their court's general authority. Protected.

Clear absence of ALL jurisdiction = judge acts completely outside what their court can ever do. NOT protected.

A traffic court judge can't rule on a murder case. A probate judge can't issue search warrants. A family court judge can't hear antitrust cases.

And a Municipal Court judge can't issue building enforcement orders.

Period.

Judge Apryl Ready issued a Cease and Desist Order—an administrative building enforcement action—from a court that has zero jurisdiction over building enforcement.

She didn't merely exceed her jurisdiction. She acted in the complete absence of any jurisdiction whatsoever.

That means:

The robe doesn't protect her. The gavel doesn't protect her. The title doesn't protect her.

She crossed the one line judges are never supposed to cross.

And now she's exposed.

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The Capital Sin of Judges

Dear reader, let the undersigned teach you something that law schools don't emphasize enough.

There is one sin—and only one—that strips a judge of their divine protection.

Not being wrong. Judges are wrong all the time. Protected.

Not being biased. Judges are biased all the time. Protected.

Not being corrupt. Corrupt judges get away with it constantly. Protected.

The capital sin—the unforgivable offense—is acting without jurisdiction.

It's the one thing a judge is never, ever, ever supposed to do. Because when a judge acts without jurisdiction, they're not acting as a judge at all. They're just a person in a robe committing a crime.

The Fifth Circuit reinforced this in Adams v. McIlhany, 764 F.2d 294 (5th Cir. 1985): judicial immunity is lost for ultra vires acts.

Judge Apryl Ready committed the capital sin.

She issued a building enforcement order from a court that handles traffic tickets.

She is no longer protected.

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The Fourth Dimension

The undersigned currently has three federal lawsuits against the City of Biloxi and its officials:

• Case 178 — The original. Creel. Abide. The City. The conspiracy.
• Case 233 — The retaliation. More defendants. More counts.
• Case 254 — The engineering fraud. Different property. Same corruption.

But there's a fourth dimension coming.

Judge Apryl Ready is next.

And our beloved Mayor too. He will explain his "directed"—as Creel confessed in detail to us—in federal court.

The complaint is drafted. The counts are ready. The evidence is compiled. Whether she gets added by amendment to the existing cases or served with a brand new lawsuit—we haven't decided yet. Either way, she's getting served.

As the undersigned progresses with the existing cases—gathering discovery, exposing the scheme, documenting every violation—Judge Ready's day in federal court approaches.

She will answer for:

• Ultra Vires Action — No judicial immunity
• Procedural Due Process Violation — 0/11 score
• Structural Bias — 100% financial dependency on defendant Abide
• Conspiracy — Part of the coordinated scheme
• First Amendment Retaliation

Five counts. Five ways she violated the Constitution.

And unlike her kindergarten cease and desist order—this complaint has jurisdiction.

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The Recording

Oh—and about those arraignment recordings we mentioned earlier?

We have them.

The undersigned recorded the arraignment. First-hand audio. Judge Ready. Jerry Creel. The prosecutor. The whole circus.

Golden nuggets that will outlive us all.

But law enforcement has suggested we hold off on releasing them—for now. They're evidence. Active investigations require patience.

So we wait.

But the moment we get the green light? You, dear reader, will hear it first.

You will hear—with your own ears—how they run their kangaroo court. How they talk. How they treat citizens. How they process human beings like cattle through a system designed to extract money and obedience.

And those recordings will live forever. Long after we're gone. Long after they're gone. Preserved. Documented. Immortalized.

History is watching.

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A Moment of Clarity: Building a Better State

Dear reader, the undersigned had a moment of clarity.

Let the undersigned explain what we're really doing here.

What is Common Law?

Common law is the legal system we inherited from England. It's built on a simple idea: decisions by courts become the law for future cases.

When a judge rules on a question of law, that ruling becomes precedent. Future judges in similar cases must follow it. The decision lives on—binding, authoritative, permanent.

This is how law evolves. Not just through legislatures. Through courtrooms. Through litigants. Through people who stand up and say: "This is wrong, and I will prove it."

Every case the undersigned brings before the federal court—once ruled upon—becomes part of the permanent legal fabric of Mississippi. Of the Fifth Circuit. Of the United States.

Consider what happens when the undersigned wins:

• A ruling that municipal judges cannot issue building enforcement orders — precedent.
• A ruling that judges paid by defendants have unconstitutional conflicts — precedent.
• A ruling that arraignments are not hearings — precedent.
• A ruling that pretrial diversion cannot be mandatory — precedent.
• A ruling that contractors controlling contractors is structural bias — precedent.

Each ruling becomes a shield for the next citizen. The next property owner. The next victim of municipal overreach.

They won't have to fight from scratch. They'll cite Petrini v. City of Biloxi. They'll point to our case. They'll stand on the foundation we built.

As the Petrini holding states: "Dinosaurs commit crimes." Petrini v. City of Biloxi, No. 1:25-cv-00178-LG-RPM, slip op. at *69 (S.D. Miss. 2025).

This is how you change a state.

Not through petitions. Not through elections alone. Through litigation. Through rulings. By challenging. By arguing. By expending time, money, and betting on your vision and ethics. Through forcing the courts to declare—on the record, for all time—what is legal and what is not.

The undersigned is not just suing the City of Biloxi.

The undersigned is writing the law that will govern Mississippi for generations.

And you, dear reader—us—the people are writing it too.

And once it's written, they can never unwrite it.

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A Message to City Council: The New Manufacturer

One more thing, dear reader.

Peter Abide is at it again.

On January 6, 2026, the Biloxi City Council will consider Resolution 5C—appointing Tyra Johnson, described only as "current Biloxi police staff," as Deputy Clerk of the Municipal Court.

You see what's happening?

After Brooke Vanover and Tara Busby from the Building Department were exposed in federal court as the "manufacturers" of false affidavits—after the undersigned documented the entire scheme—Abide has found a new pipeline.

A cop.

Police staff to become the new manufacturer of criminal charges that flow through the kangaroo court. Same scheme. Same structure. Different department. Fresh plumbing for the same sewage.

So here is a message to the Biloxi City Council:

The undersigned is tired of games.

But the undersigned is never tired of litigation.

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Australia Connection

And now you see why this article is called "Biloxi, the Piece of Australia in America."

Australia started as a penal colony. A place where the British Empire dumped its convicts. The prisoners ran the place. The criminals became the administrators.

Biloxi is the same.

The people who should be defendants are instead running the court. The people who should be investigated are instead doing the investigating. The people who should be prosecuted are instead signing off on prosecutions.

It's a penal colony in reverse. The criminals didn't get sent here—they took over.

And they've been running it this way for decades.

Until now.

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