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Dead Constitution See other Dead Constitution Articles Title: Who Is The Real Rex Freeman? An Ex-Pat Warriors’ Search for Freedom & Truth What motivates a person to expatriate and leave his home country? Economics? Climate? Persecution? Opportunity? Lifestyle? Politics? Maybe a combination of all of the above? The following is an historical account of how this path evolved for one such individual who is known as Rex Freeman and how he turned several significant obstacles into the launching pads to his dreams. We offer this as a story of inspiration and hope! In the early 90’s I was in the insurance business and did well with it. One year I earned a very nice bonus from the company I produced for and the IRS decided that they deserved to get the bonus more than I did. I disagreed. I did the work ! I was determined to stand up and fight for my rights and property and this steered me to the tax honesty movement and an intense study of the law. As I learned the truth about taxation and the law in America it became painfully clear that what we were all being told to believe was not at all how the law read. I liked how the law read and I wanted to follow the law! I used the law to enforce my rights and I kept my bonus money. This experience piqued my curiosity though and I could only wonder if people were acting strictly in accordance with public ‘policy’ and misguided beliefs and not according to the law on this very important tax issue: what other issues might there be that needed to be looked at? After all, it was well known that the IRS was causing divorce, suicides, economic ruin and more. What else could be going on in other ‘venues’ ? Your computer, software, databases, files, applications, systems software and computer networks are all part of your information technology (IT) assets. Like most other public and private organizations, you and your company are extremely dependent upon IT and would find it impractical if not almost impossible to function without it. Any temporary or extended loss to any portion of these IT assets could have tremendous impact on your company’s financial and economic stability and to your own security. This eBook details 18 Steps for Protection of Your Information Assets as part of a plan to ensure the protection and recovery of your vital information assets. The reality is that because you depend on crucial IT assets, you cannot risk being without such a plan. I spent the next several years virtually living in the Colorado Supreme Court law library and studied intensely at Denver University pouring through the books there. I was fascinated with what I was finding in my research. It was not at all what I had been led to believe all of my life. Along the way I started a grass roots citizens legal self defense group called The American Law Club. This informal group of concerned citizens took it upon themselves to research the law and apply it in ways that were, well, quite liberating! The main idea was to enforce the law for our own benefit and keep abusive public tyrants at bay so that we could live peaceful lives and protect our property from aggressive, overzealous bureaucrats or worse. We began to learn how people are duped into voluntarily giving up their rights in exchange for commercial privileges and as a result, they have no rights, only privileges and liabilities. Of course privileges can be taken away from the grantor at any time, rights cannot. God given rights can only be ‘given’ away voluntarily. This was key. Example: People have always had the right to locomotion. To move from point A to point B. The right to travel is basic and fundamental throughout history. So when did your ‘rights’ to travel stop and your ‘privilege’ to drive a motor vehicle begin? The answer is simple: when you voluntarily gave up your ‘right to travel’ in exchange for the privilege of being able to be involved in ‘transportation’. Through an analysis of the legal meanings of words and the court cases supporting those definitions (not what you ‘think’) makes it clear that ‘transportation’ is a commercial activity and since commercial transportation is carrying goods or people for hire, this is a regulated activity. Instant presto, rights converted to privileges! By virtue of our blind acceptance that when we drive a vehicle on the road we are engaged in ‘transportation’ we unwittingly ask for regulated privileges in exchange for our rights. Example #2: You pay for your car in cash, or pay off the loan and you get the title, right? Wrong! You get a ‘certificate of title’. A certificate of title is NOT the title! Just like being on your employers group insurance plan. You have a ‘certificate of insurance’ not the actual insurance policy. The employer owns that, not you. Back to the car. So if you paid cash for the car and all you have is the ‘certificate of title’, then who has the ‘actual title’? The actual title comes with the car and is delivered to the dealer from the manufacturer and is called the Manufacturer’s Statement of Origin (MSO). When you buy the car you ‘ask’ to have it registered with the corporate STATE OF…. For your privileges and the dealer complies with your request and sends the MSO to the state. The state now owns ‘the’ (not your) car for which you paid cash. Get this MSO from the dealer when you pay cash next time and you won’t have to register the car or ever worry about unwarranted harassment ! You will have ‘allodial’ title (beholden to no one) to ‘YOUR’ property and nobody can tell you what to do with it ! That’s a bit oversimplified, so be sure to look before you leap. Don’t do this without experienced guidance. Did the car dealer commit an illegal conversion of assets and defraud you of the property rights that you paid cash for? Hmmm ?! I’d like to see that issue in court someday. You paid, but you never got title to the property. What happened was this, because of our ignorance of the law and our rights, we voluntarily ask to have the car registered with the state because we don’t know any better and that’s what you’re ‘supposed to do’, right? Again, we volunteer our rights to property away in exchange for commercial privileges granted by the state. The title now goes to the state and we become subservient to the state corporate revenue laws never having the benefit of the property rights that we paid for. This is how the state can confiscate ‘their’ car if you don’t follow their rules to their liking. How could they confiscate it if it were actually ‘Your’ property? They couldn’t. Plain and simple. Our law club found the legal solution to this little problem and we had increasing numbers of Law Club members traveling around town (non-commercially) in their own personal property in absolute freedom from state intervention. Our weekly meetings were held in the V.F.W. hall only two blocks from the main Denver city police station and it wasn’t long before we were getting attention not only from the 10:00 news team, which tried to paint us as ‘kooks’ but members were getting followed home on occasion by police escorts after the police found this parking lot full of cars with ‘funny’ license plates. From time to time the rookie cops would pull one of us over and ask for our papers. Usually after an inordinate wait while they were discussing the situation on the radio with the dispatcher, they would bring back the papers and wish us a happy day. One cop was so upset that he couldn’t do anything with one of our members, he was seen banging his fists on his dashboard and took off in his cruiser without even returning the paperwork. No worries, they were only copies anyway. Think about the ramifications to the state if everyone caught on to this auto registration and drivers license scam and those revenues dried up. Interesting. We found similar problems that the status quo system had on many more issues. The fact is that these people in the government ‘control system’ are so used to getting their way without being questioned or challenged in any way, they simply didn’t know how to handle it when one of us who are ‘in the know’ comes along to interfere with their ‘business as usual’. It was quite comical with the stories that were coming in rapidly from all of our members. Property taxes is a big issue, the marriage ‘license’, and there are many more which show us that the people in the USA have been duped and any talk about rights and freedom is mere smoke and mirrors upon an ignorant populace who are intimidated by the big and mighty OZ!. Those of us busy at the American Law Club were appalled at the state of tyranny there, yet delighted to know that there were remedies at law. We pursued them vigorously and took it to the next level. Another group we learned about was formed on the West Coast and it was called the Civil Rights Task Force or C.R.T.F. for short. The idea of this group was to inform and educate not only the citizenry, but also public officials and law enforcement of their duly certified obligations to the people as stated in ‘the law’. We formed a local chapter and our goal was to keep our public servants honest and serving us, not plundering and pillaging us. The group had nice blue windbreaker jackets made up with the C.R.T.F emblazoned in large yellow letters on the back much like the alphabet soup gang agencies like to use. We’d wear these over our professional shirts and ties and walk into the local district courtrooms very politely with clipboards and notepads as court watchers. We were the people’s eyes and ears to see what was actually going on in these courtrooms and let the local persecutors know that they were being watched to observe their exemplary execution of their duties and the law. The D.A.s, the county prosecutors, bailiffs, deputies and even the judges were in a mild panic. Could it be the Feds doing impromptu investigations ? I overheard one well known county persecutor say “who are these people?” with a very pained and strained look on her face. They were very nervous. We had their attention. I remember doing a tour and signing an office lease in a fancy downtown Denver high rise wearing this jacket. The office setting was an executive suite used by attorneys. We chose it for it’s nice law library and comfortable accoutrements. The attorneys walking by that day who noticed us in our jackets were equally curious and could I say maybe even a bit ‘squeamish’? We were accomplishing our objectives. The warning bell had been rung! The citizens wanted lawful government. No more ‘business as usual’. Along the way this notoriety led to a weekly radio show to share the good news that people actually could protect themselves and use the law doing so. This radio show was pulling the curtain back even further on the big bad Wizard of Oz and he was being exposed for what he actually was! During these times we were actively involved in the common law court movement, holding the ‘Peoples Supreme court’ for ‘Colorado state’ apart from the corporate government revenue centers ‘judicial palaces’ replete with Masonic symbolism embedded into the architecture and décor throughout the buildings aka THE STATE OF COLORADO. This was directly challenging the authority of those foreign revenooers. You see the republic which operates ‘at law’ has nothing to do with the corporate STATE OF….which operates according to corporate bylaws otherwise known as state statutes. These are completely different animals and one has nothing to do with the other. Our local activity had enlisted the support of state representatives and a well known state senator. We had convened a statewide common law grand jury with media attention and invitees from the corporate state in attendance to observe the people breathing life back into the republic. I remember holding one such proceeding in the city council chambers of a nearby local town (with permission of course) and the county sheriff providing us with some deputies to help us keep the peace and an invited DA from that local county said afterwards that it was the most professional court proceeding he’d witnessed and if he had any issues he would bring it to this ‘peoples’ court! We knew our stuff and did well taking care of business. This particular one was not ultimately a peaceful event however. We had visitors. They were well armed, corporate government head bangers in black uniforms with no insignia and they prowled the parking lot, trying to intimidate those in attendance, jotting down license plate numbers. They were confronted head on and absolutely refused to identify themselves. Our deputies intervened and all were able to leave peacefully. This was a nationwide movement at the time and was ultimately crushed through pure force, intimidation and tyranny and nothing more. On another front, our intense studies brought us to know the Uniform Commercial Code and the ‘money’ issue very well which involved understanding the distinction between public money and private negotiable instruments. Actually, there is currently no distinction between the two in a practical sense because there is no public money in circulation, only private negotiable instruments which cannot be negotiated for lawful money. We can only exchange one promise to pay (private note) for another promise to pay (private note) and nobody ever gets paid ‘at law’! All we ever do is to discharge the liability by incurring another liability. This is an interesting thread to follow when you have time. We used our knowledge of this law to successfully discharge a man’s lease on his car. The law was presented plainly up front in a cover letter to the finance company. The private nature of the negotiable instrument was also fully disclosed and specific instructions were given on how to redeem the private negotiable instrument. They received it, accepted it and complied with the request to voluntarily release the ‘certificate of title’ to the lessee who then, by way of agreement, that only upon the finance company’s voluntary delivery of the certificate of title, would he turn the car and certificate of title over to me. He only wanted out of the lease. The Finance company was apparently happy, the man was happy and I was happy with the nice car. I performed as agreed and only received the car after the finance company accepted the U.C.C. instrument and released the title and let the man out of the lease. Fine. Done deal! And all according to the law. Moving on… In one of my court watching episodes I was caught visiting Gary, a defendant in an orange suit who was on the wrong end of a nasty personal vendetta fight with the State Attorney General for the State of Colorado. I was at the defendant’s table inside the bar when the judge walked into the courtroom and everyone stood up. So I did too. The prosecuting attorney entered his appearance in the court and introduced his entourage of assistants who came armed to the teeth to try and bury Gary. When he was done everyone looked at me! Ooops. I merely introduced myself as an administrative assistant to the defendant (who didn’t believe is using bar attorneys) not his attorney or counsel of any kind. The prosecutor threw an absolute fit and tried to get me thrown out of court: “He’s not an attorney”, “He’s not licensed to practice law”, “He’s not registered to work on behalf of the defendant.” And the tirade went on. I merely pointed out to the judge that the defendant was all by himself, did not have any counsel. I further pointed out that the defendant (who happened to be one solitary midget only 4’ tall) was certainly entitled to administrative assistance to help him take notes and stay on point, especially in view of the army of assistants that the prosecutor brought with him. “If the court wishes to impart any semblance of providing a level playing field to the public, then certainly the defendant is entitled to some administrative assistance in view of the entourage we find now at the prosecutors table!” The judge let me stay and you could see the fumes pouring out of the ears of the prosecutor. I was a wild card. They had no idea who I was or what I was capable of and this interrupted their ‘business as usual’ routine which they are used to in ‘the brotherhood’. This defendant also had another case in process in another county along similar lines. This new court facility there is known as the heart of the ‘New World Order’ for the Colorado justice system. This is where all the political opponents get sent to get ‘buried’ in a Star Chamber. Emboldened by my previous success with the judge in the other courtroom, this time I showed up intentionally with the defendant and got the judge to issue me a court order granting me unlimited attorney-client privileges in jail which I personally delivered to the jailers after the hearing. At this time I presented my own common law I.D. card which used my given names without my family name. These names are unique to me and was how I was uniquely known at the time. They were my names. Different cultures around the world use only the first two names as a matter of common practice. They didn’t know what to do with the I.D. not being state issued. It was a significant delay before they gave it back to me after registering it with my court order. When I finally left on high alert, a patrol car appeared out of nowhere and they had me pulled over mainly because they wanted to know who the heck this was running roughshod over their court cases and throwing a kink into the predetermined persecution of this defendant. Of course ‘pretextual’ stops are illegal, but that didn’t stop them from going ahead anyway. It was a 45 minute roadside encounter with the deputy who didn’t know how to handle me and my questions or responses. He called backup and soon the entire area was lit with flashing lights. They finally gave me a ticket for driving without a license which I refused to sign and the deputy was kind enough to acknowledge (I don’t enter into contracts with the state - a ticket is a contract to appear and pay a fine) I had the whole thing on tape. My next radio show theme was: “How to nullify that traffic ticket before the ink is even dry !” I played the tape live on the air and coached my listeners how to protect their rights in any traffic stop. The show was a hit and I went through the tape piece by piece explaining the legal positioning I was doing with the officer and I proceeded to show the world how to neuter ‘the revenue machine’ right on the spot. They were listening. The war was on and battle lines were being drawn! I was now a priority target. They needed to find a way to stop me as this was getting far too public and far too many people were learning far too much, too quickly. The smear campaign started in earnest. I was ambushed in a parking lot by the local Investigative News Team who clearly had a predetermined agenda to paint me as a criminal lunatic for using the U.C.C. the way I had. I offered the reporter a complete interview and lesson in the law which he could research himself, if only he would consent to letting me have witnesses present and tape the entire thing and give me a copy of it. He refused. He wasn’t interested in the truth. He had a job to do and couldn’t let the facts get in his way. Our law club was the subject of a 10:00 new series. The newspapers started associating me with ‘white supremacists’, ‘armed militia groups’ and the like which had no foundation in truth. During my next court watching appearance they arrested me for ‘criminal impersonation’ based on my common law I.D. use of given names without family name. I was in jail with a $30,000 bond when hit and run defendants were getting out on $5,000 bail. Funny how you can kill people and not get much attention. But, speak publicly about the law, and protecting peoples’ rights and that’s serious…. ? It took me awhile to raise bail and while I was in jail awaiting bond, I was able to get to a phone to do my weekly radio show ‘from the inside’. I called in collect to my board operator at the radio station and spent the hour interviewing inmates as to how their rights had been, and were being, violated by the county. They were trying to shut me up and this was not exactly what they had planned on. It’s not easy to keep a man on a mission down! Funny thing was, a central element to the crime of ‘criminal impersonation’ was that you need to be attempting to gain benefits from impersonating another individual, whom they never had nor could produce! Obviously, it was a trumped up charge. I defended myself in court against several felony counts. The prosecution pulled out all the stops. They had every police officer who ever issued me a ticket in there. They had the check cashing clerk of the local grocery store, they had a representative from the social security agency, special investigators and a list of witnesses as long as my arm! Since they didn’t have the facts or the law on their side, the strategy was to load so much inference and innuendo from so many people, that the jury would be confused and come back saying: “well he must have done something wrong, look at all these witnesses!” After listening to prosecutor put on her case, you’d have thought I was worse than Ted Bundy! Then it was my turn. I called each of the prosecutor’s witnesses back to the stand in cross examination. I destroyed the testimony of each and every one with precise detail and strategic positioning and near the end of this seminar I was putting on for the jury, everyone in the courtroom could sense that I was having a ball and you could see the prosecutor slumped in her chair, face in her hands, knowing she was defeated. After 4 days of trial and 2 days of jury deliberations, the jury came back hung. They couldn’t convict me for this sham proceeding they were attempting to pull off. It was a huge victory ! After the reading of the verdict, the judge asked that since I was not a member of the bar and that he had no jurisdiction over me, he wanted to keep my exculpatory exhibits while the prosecutor was pending a decision on whether or not to re-try the case, which was their right in a hung jury. I figured that there would be no way they would subject themselves to such humiliation again, so I agreed. That was a mistake. They did come back in a few weeks and did retry the case with a different strategy. The first time they had underestimated by ability in the courtroom and gave me free reign thinking that I’d probably hang myself. It didn’t happen. The second time they wouldn’t make that same mistake. Mysteriously, my key exculpatory exhibits came up missing. What a surprise! In the second trial the judge gave restrictive orders that applied only to me and not the prosecutor and virtually tied my hands behind my back with overt and egregious acts acceptable only in a Star Chamber or Inquisition hearing. I was precluded from putting on a defense. I had no chance. When it was over, I was convicted and found guilty of ‘impersonating myself’ which is a joke still to this day in the area. I was looking at 3 years in prison. Simultaneous to this activity, they initiated another felony proceeding against me in the neighboring county where my private, lawful, U.C.C. negotiable instruments were delivered. I was anxiously awaiting my chance to bring this issue into court and have a ball with it and they knew it. They were on thin ice and were at great risk to have this issue brought out into the open in a court of law with someone like myself. I even had a pretty decent judge, bless his heart. They did the smart thing, they offered a plea bargain with a sentence to run concurrently with my other one, so there would be no additional penalty to me, yet they could notch their post with a guilty plea. Since I was facing 13 years should they tie me to a post again, like they did in the first trial, I figured I’d be better off smart and humble than proud and persecuted again. Certainly, they wouldn’t let such a critical issue as the money issue be dealt with fairly in the court. It would have absolutely HUGE ramifications. I took the plea bargain and felt like a prostitute. I couldn’t count on a fair trial and that reality was very scary. As the saying goes: “It’s dangerous to be right, when your government is wrong!” My time in the clink was one of the best times of my life for many reasons. It was a minimum security ‘hotel’ with plenty of recreation and outdoor sports and physical activity. I worked in the kitchen so I ate well and they gave me a job, of all places, as a clerk in the law library! I was out in a year renewed and refreshed with a new strategy for fighting my war. The first thing on my mind was to get back in the teaching mode but only this time, not on how to beat the system head on as I was doing previously (it was dangerous back then, but now it’s deadly!). I began writing over 200 issues of the Freeman Forum (now defunct) which is when I adopted my pen name which has later become my bona fide persona. My teaching now is to help people ‘disappear in plain sight’ and become a PT. I was a Pheonix rising from the ashes. I was fortunate enough to get married at age 40 for the first time and quickly became an expat and moved to Costa Rica. My wife and I decided to start some new business there and build a system to help people escape from the lawlessness in a private way without being noticed. After what I had gone through, and after watching what the system was doing to so many other people I knew first hand, I determined that there is no reliable law in the states anymore. Not for the people. They only use the law to persecute people, eliminate opposition, extract money or confiscate property now. That’s the only use of the law there. You cannot use the law to protect yourself from the ‘mob’. We were fearful of a lawless government gone haywire. We also feared what the foreign policy was going to wreak on the American public by way of terrorists. And we also feared a society unravelling in moral decay. We packed our bags and left the country. We arrived in beautiful Costa Rica and had found paradise. You’d think my legal problems would be over now having escaped to our new eden. Not so fast. Costa Rica has such an archaic legal system (Napoleonic code which presumes guilt until proven innocent based on any baseless complaint) their laws are not enforced because they have no reliable enforcement system. So not only do you have the locals to deal with, who feel it is their national heritage to steal from foreigners with impunity (and they do), but the lack of law enforcement also attracts all of the ‘Wanted’ and the ‘Unwanted’ from the USA and Canada and elsewhere which is double trouble. We got involved with Susan, a consulting client whom we later discovered was trying to steal a $5 million piece of property through fraudulent manipulations. We later found out she needed this crime to bail herself out of another fraud she got caught in on another property. We put a kabosh on her plans and filed suit in what was to be a very nasty fight with other powerful people worthy of a book of its own. She had no defense other than to try and discredit us and she immediately went on a personal attack trying to smear my good name. She found a mouthpiece with an internet Panama Newspaper rag to print all kinds of nasty untruths and c-r-a-p and half truths about me. The bogus writer never knew me or had any dealings with me and had no basis for anything he wrote so he was obviously ‘fed’ this information from somewhere. Hmmmm. I wonder? When he requested an interview from me it was very clear that he had a predetermined agenda and he wanted nothing to do with the truth of the matter. He was going to print what he had in mind regardless of the truth. So I ignored him with a warning to respect the truth. So he printed his filth for profit as he was likely paid to do. I guess they figured if they did it in Panama and I was in Costa Rica there was nothing I could do about it. They were wrong and we ended up having to sue him for blatant criminal slander in Panama and the truth will be known about that soon enough. So, idiots and power hungry or cash starved lunatics are prevalent wherever you go. That cannot be ignored. The world is full of them. In my case, the truth is known and has been the objective from the beginning. Standing up for the truth is not always easy. But it can be done in ways much easier than the road I have chosen. I have learned. I now live as an expat in a tropical paradise surrounded by countless birds, flowers and foliage with my 7 wonderful dogs and a lovely wife who puts up with my quirkiness and continuing battles. It’s warm sometimes but the pool helps that. The country I live in has solid family values, a good work ethic and Christian philosophies permeating most of society which is more than I can say about where I came from. I work with people interested in the international lifestyle and teach the PT concept and all of its nuances and ramifications having put together worthy network of resources from around the world to assist people in simply getting down below the radar screen. It’s a dangerous world we live in and an ounce of prevention goes a long way. Learning how to capture the benefits of the international marketplace and position myself accordingly has been the best thing I’ve ever done. From my lessons learned, you can’t ‘Fight the System’ head on and expect to win. But if you’re smart, you ‘Can Beat It’ with a simple ‘strategic plan’. You can learn to be a PT without ever leaving your home. Go one step further and as an ex-pat you can vote with your money and with your feet and find true peace in your heart and a paradise at your feet. Vive l’independence ! If I can help you in your quest I will have won another battle in my fight for law, order, peace and tranquility. The war continues…but it’s much more peaceful and tranquil from my current perspective. I’ll be happy to hear from you: www.offshoreconferences.com
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I seem to recall this story or one similar in the past.
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