Beachhead established!

At last, some local action in the continuing saga. For the history, and some of the rationale for my approach, check out these posts: part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5

In our last outing

After consolidating the various mandated medical interventions floating in at different times into one Conditional Acceptance. I sent it off by e-mail for answer/rebuttal to the CEO and six others. The CEO was targeted as the Principal, and the CFO, HR Head and four of his HR henchmen as Agents. They never attempted to rebut, because to do so would give the game away. Instead I got a response that brushed aside the communication with some amusement on the part of corporate lawyers.

This was followed by a Courtesy Notice to all, giving them another week to answer. This time the response was more stern and a bit bullying, informing me that I had best comply.

Next were a Notice of Default and a Notice of Estoppel sent together. To these I got silence. A week later I sent a Notice of Liability and Fee Schedule and Demand to Cease and Desist. Again, complete silence. See part 5 to get a summary of the contents of these notices.

All of the paperwork has also been sent by registered mail to the CEO. Receipts have been received back for only the first two.

Assessing the Situation

The famous Gandhi's stanza is:

First they ignore you. Then they laugh at you. Then they fight you. Then you win.

It may be wishful thinking on my part, but there are signs that we're at the last line. Except maybe it would more accurately read, "Then they look for better lawyers."

Besides the sudden silence where there is a legal and moral duty to reply. The 26 November deadline for me to enter my vaxx status has come and gone with no comment. Maybe they will just assume I'm unjabbed without trying to confirm it, and let me go at the beginning of January.

Lastly, they are giving out exemptions like candy -- 100% of the people I know who applied have been granted one. It's a tiny sample, but for something that was to be available only "under rare and very limited circumstances” it seems like a high hit ratio.

One fellow got his exemption for a New Age, wacko religion. They don't seem to grant them for Constitutionalists, however.

Bringing the Fight to the Enemy

My legal strategy relies on proof of notices being given at every step. It's worrisome that receipt of the most important pieces have not yet been acknowledged: the ones that inform my aggressors that they are in default, and thereby have been estopped from inflicting any medical interventions upon my person; and the one that lays out their personal liability at a rate of $100,000 per violation, per day, per person.

Has the mail room been instructed to not accept any mail from me, or to sideline it somehow? USPS claims that there was a delivery attempt on 24 November. Tracking says that they would try again on the next business day, but that hasn't happened yet. Is this just a holiday slowdown?

I assume that the papers made it through to at least one of the seven addressees, and that a conversation has been generated, and maybe a little worry. I decided to wait no longer, but to fire a warning shot. I've been treated as a leper long enough.

I'm goin' in! (to the office)

D-Day was scheduled for this morning. Development holds a weekly status meeting on Mondays with about 20 in attendance. These have been video conferences for 18 months. With the office reopening, a handful of people have been attending live. I seldom watch once signed in, because I just can't take muzzled grown men sitting around a conference table seriously. Not to mention straining to understand all the muffled voiced. The symbolism of submission and slavery is too strong to stomach.

The plan was to provoke an incident, or maybe even a violation of estoppel, and in the process get the three unreceived legal notices into the hands of the two manager who would be present.

Every page of every documents contain this footer, "Notice to principal is notice to agent; Notice to agent is notice to principal." Legally, this means that when one person in the chain gets the notice; they all get it. My thought was to circumvent the "no notice received" gambit that seems to be at play right now at HQ.

I met with my fellow exemption holding pure-blood over the weekend to plot. He had been to a couple of the live meetings, so was able to lay out enemy positions around the table. He hates it, but volunteered to go into the breach along side me. The plan was for me to come in once the meeting had started, and the recorder was rolling to sit with him on my right. I was to work in the topic of the legal paperwork when challenged over my non-existent mask and deliver it to the aggressors through him. Apparently, one can't properly serve their own notices. Testimony of service is much stronger if it comes from a third party.

The Landing

I had been dreading this confirmation for weeks. Now it was at hand. The fact that I am in the right filled me with resolve, but it was a sleep delivered epiphany that really steadied me. The path I was anticipating was a take-no-prisoners struggle to the bitter end while taking flak from all, but I was shown another path: I wouldn't be marching into a camp of enemy warriors, but into a playground of indifferent cowards. Most have no love for the masks, but are too afraid, or can't be bothered to fight. I didn't have to fight those, because at some level they want to be free. I merely had to show them the way.

With that view of the terrain, I arrived at the office an hour before the meeting. I kept a low profile, because I did not what to shoot before seeing "the whites of their eyes." I exchanged greetings with the development manager, RR, in an external hallway just before the meeting; him masked, and me not, so it wasn't a complete surprise.

I logged on to the meeting from my desk, and started a recorder. I gathered the papers to be served and waited until everyone was in their place. There were more than planned, so the ideal position was already occupied. I wandered in to the den of zombies to a few greetings. The last available seat put me next to my manager, JJ, with one person between me and my spy.

The challenge came right away. That's when I got off what I think was the only unrushed line (I haven't watched the video yet):

"My need for masks pretty much evaporated after 5th grade."

"You have to wear one, don't be disruptive."

"According to whom?"

"Siemens policy."

"I've noted before that Siemens has no lawful authority over my body."

I refused to mask again, babbling a bit about masks being medical devices that had to be prescribed by a physician, Siemens being incorporated by the state of Oregon, which is beneath We the people, and how they couldn't violate the Constitution, etc.

I hadn't wanted to get into details in a defensive way, but a shut down was looming. I had anticipated having the police called, but I hadn't considered that the meeting could simply be disbanded with the attendees scattered to their work spaces, and continued on-line.

I admit I panicked, and tried to get everything out at once. The impending shut down and my anxiety were making it hard to deliver nice one liners -- real life never follows the script. Instead I kind of just rushed on. But I managed to pull myself back together enough to be able to deliver the coup de grace:

"The authority of Siemens is the subject of an ongoing legal process. Siemens and all agents have been estopped from inflicting any medical interventions upon my person. The details are in the legal paperwork, you really need to know the legal ramifications before you take any action."

I then quickly held up the docs one-by-one, naming them before passing them to my confederate through an intermediary. RR wanted to know if these came from the HR head. "No, these form the basis of the legal case against him and others."

Despite the glitches the mission was a success! All five notices were served on RR with everything being recorded. I ended up giving copies directly to JJ, since he was on my immediate left.

I was too keyed up to focus on the meeting, or anything else. I waited and hour after it ended for a visit from the bosses, but nothing came. I stayed an hour before heading off for the safety of home.

Next Steps

I plan to keep going to the office until there is no reaction, or I am shut out. JJ usually only comes in on Monday, RR maybe twice a week. And I'm sure both, after consulting with higher ups are going try to talk some sense into me.

JJ is a good guy. He was instrumental in building the company before it was acquired, so is very vested. New to management, he was miffed with the Siemens vaxx mandate. I think he's feeling conflicted, and is experiencing some shame. At other times as this has unrolled he has tried to reign me in, but not this time. He didn't say one word to me, or come talk to me afterward.

RR is bit more cold, but still a good guy. He was actually very reasonable, although wrong, with me today. He was the first employee of what was a startup, so super vested as well. However, he is a true Branch Covidian.

In my rambling I did try to warn them that they don't want to get swept up in this. And also that when things turn, as the courts are doing to Biden, that Siemens will cut them loose. That they would leave managers hung out to dry when birds come home to roost, just like they did when they switched from working with the Nazis to working with the allies to put Nazis away. I'm sure this came off as the ravings of a madman, but I really don't want to suck these guys in.

I doubt I'll attend another meeting live anytime soon.