Hello America my name is Scott and I have nightmare vacation story for you. And I have been trying to tell it for a very long time now. I know what do you care, right? I’ve been getting that a lot these last several years. Well if you don’t care about me or my family that’s been hurting for so very long well then ok.I see that much now days too. And maybe that’s the problem. So really who am I? And I guess all I can say is that I could be anyone of you. Did I mention that my trip was hosted by Bank of America and Catered by the United States Embassy in Manila? I bet I have your attention now We Americans can't hear a story unless someone important is involved, am I right? Ok America now that I have your attention, I will take a deep breath try to tell our story. If you are planning a trip overseas this story may save your life. It is now January 2005 and I was busy with the last details of my wedding trip to the beautiful Philippines. And as anyone needs to do before tacking such a trip I called Bank of America to tell them of my upcoming plans. I also talked about my concerns about being able to access my Social Security Disability payments while being abroad. It was explained by a very kind customer service lady which atms I should use and explained that using machines with certain symbols would avoid any excessive service fees She then assured me I would have no problems and if I did I could contact them. At the end of our conversation I told her that I had no idea of how long I would be staying in the philippines. But I assured her that I would contact the bank when I had an address to give them. So anyway I left the US in January 2005. I Arrived in Manila nervous as hell about a wide range of issues but at least I was secure in the knowledge that I had a guaranteed income. Here in the Philippines a small payment even like SSD makes you rich. Honestly I was kinda hoping that if it was cool here I would stay. At least until my wife’s Visa was done. The visa process takes 6 months to two years depending on what I do not know. I should have fallen in love with a Mexican we could just run across the border. Well on second thought the bad guys would just follow us. Ok back to my trip. My wife Bless and I were married on February tenth 2005 and life was great. We rented a big house and started to plan our lives. Little did we know February would be the last time I would see a full SSD payment. From that point forward half or more of my payments went missing from my account for the next 18 months. Poof See how my trip is shaping up so far? When it happened the 1st time in March I figured it was a forgotten check from before I left. I tried to call the bank only to learn 800 numbers do not work internationally. Not my banks anyway. If I can't make a secure call to them from an ATM, why would they think I can by phone? Like my account security to this day has never been an issue for them. I bet my devastated account is even on my credit reports. Because money was routinely being stolen even from a negative balance. Crap, I can't do that in America. Try taking twenty bucks out when you have a fifteen dollar balance. I always got declined. Well here one day you can be over drafted 30 bucks a week later maybe one hundred. Then say a few days later you’re down a hundred and fifty. Common bank how could you let that happen? What decline me and open the gates to others? Wish you could explain that one to me at least. Well anyway back to my vacation. We then learned of the happy news that my new bride was pregnant and I was taking very ill. This condition worsened during the months that followed. Up to this day have not had a blood test. 2nd lesson do you know where you will get your health care when you are stuck in an isolated area? l will get in to some of the doctors I have dealt with in a bit. Let me see, in April I was so ill I could not walk most the time and my wife almost lost the baby due to a pill my wife’s doctor gave her. I feared she would bleed to death. Her doctor gave her a medicine that can induce labor with the full knoledge that she was pregnant. But even thru such hardship we got by. You can only ask my wife how. But things like going to Manila and keeping my visa up to date were just not possible. And good luck trying to save money for your first kid. Yes we got by living in complete poverty. So nice to see the great work your doing feeding the hungry. Did you know America is turning away its own in the Philippines? I will touch on that more later. So anyway when the big day came my baby girl came into the world as collateral on a hospital bill. And the word collateral is being polite believe me. We were prisoners, armed guards and the works. Do you know what its like to hold you’re child for the very first time? I know many of you do. The pride, the joy, that pure sweet emotion that just can’t be put into words. I don’t care how long you went to school or how many words you know. You just can’t. For that short time all my problems were forgotten. Little did I know that four days later I would be on the floor in the fetal position crying like a newborn myself. I guess they cry I don’t know, mine was perfect. You see I had no idea where my wife and kid were. I posted letters to my Washington senators on their web sites. All I can say on that is I hope you did not vote for them this last time. Ok sorry I just have so much to say to you all and it’s hard to stay on topic. Now the bill in question was less than 1000 us dollars. And to add insult to even further injury our last 200 dollars went missing from my bank while my wife was giving birth to my beautiful little girl. But do you think that was all about the hospital bill really? Sorry folks this story does not take place in America so you need to change your thinking to follow this. The main players at the hospital were the hospital administrator, my mother and sister in laws working for a darker end. All being controlled by another sister in law who is in Saudi Arabia and these people are bad news. The one in Saudi is a fugitive wanted for embezzlement and the one here is up to her butt in the NPA. Look them up on the US list of terrorist organizations. Oh and their blood runs all the way to the minority leader. And for those of you who think you can talk to the bad guys like Osama. I would love to be a fly on the wall for that conversation. You would be walking into the conversation not hearing what the they have been already telling you. Most likly you would return to the US head in hand wondering what you said. If you can convince my mother in law anything you will have my vote for king of the world. You do know there are other issues and places than Iraq. I will help a bit the Philippines is located in Asia. If you already know that then my apologies. Come on, I get Leno here its funny to be dumb. No one here understands why. Damn did it again. There is a lot more to this story but its getting late and I have to wrap it up soon. Suffice it to say I could fill a book with the sights and sounds of my tropical vacation.
1. The events around the hospital lasted about two weeks but in reality we were kinda prisoners for the next year. Its hard to escape when you do not know who the guards are. We were in shock most of the time and were lucky to just be able to raise a healthy baby. Our pride and joy.
We were able to learn that my daughter was entitled to get benefits thru SSA so we applied over the phone to SSA office in Manila. They sent an investigator to our home. We told him of the whole story of my payments being stolen even to that day and what happened at the hospital. He acted like it was all nothing. He wrote down nothing in regards to what we were trying to report. He just did what he came to do and left. Not acknowledging any of the things we have said. We were shocked by that. Reinforcing what was planted in our minds that our situation was nothing. In time we began to wake from our long sleep and we are pissed. I sent a battery of letters to the bank, both my
Washington senators, Fox News, including Bill O'Reilly, Judge Napolitano, Neil Cavuto,
Wendy Murphy, Michelle Malkin, Greta Van Susteren, and the Senate Committee on Veterans Affairs, Senate Committee on Banking and Finance and Vice President Cheney. Out of all the people I mentioned I would like to give credit to the Senate Committee on Veterans Affairs, Senate Committee on Banking and Finance and Vice President Cheney for responding. And for showing interest by requesting for our mailing address but unfortunately at that time we did not have any address to give. Our house was just destroyed by super typhoon mileno and we had just fled to manila. I have the dated letters of most of the people we contacted and it is a very long list.
We fled to the Embassy in Manila when the roads cleared. Fearing that my in laws would make another attempt on our daughter. And the word on the street was not good for us. So we spent a week getting passed from window to window. Draining us of our time and all of our money. Not one person even took a report. SSA says they sent the money and its not their problem to see that I get it. Never mind the fact I reported the thefts many times and they did not even stop the deposits from going in my unsecure account. Even though I had a safe account already set up. For some reason it took three months to update there records. American Services and Homeland Security were all the same. No one cares that a traveler can have his bank account fleeced every time he puts his Visa Check card in the machine then be held hostage and be trapped at his vacation destination for what looks like very possibly the rest of our lives. Seems like someone would care a bit. I guess US government wants to track all the other peopls money but not their own. I am talking a few thousand which is not much in the US, but will run an army here for some time. At least they could have picked up a pencil ...any of them. I even told the Veterans’ Administration and American Services that if they turned us away I feared killing my wife’s family may be the only way I could protect my child. They sent us to the wolves, broke, homeless and tired. We took the bus for what was left of our home. In the month that followed we managed to escape our biggest dangers, my in laws but we are still to close to them. With my disability payment safe in a bank other than Bank of America life has potential once again. Then typhoon Reming came and hit us dead on. And put us in the Stone Age. We got lights about a month later and I find myself writing this to anyone who may care.
Last week, I contacted my mother who I have not had any contact with since Clinton was president and I am talking his famous first term. The one you are all still talking about. Must be nice if that’s all we had to obsess on...anyway back to mom. She was too busy to even hear my story. OK in all fairness, that may seem harsh. She made all the plastic gestures. The things you just have to do to fit our idea of the perceived norm. That may not seem fair, and as you may guess there issues there too. What you were hoping for the happy reunion? My brother sends me an angry letter because I am mad mom. He says that I am crazy and am only seeking attention. And I have no right to play the victom. He then tries to convince my wife the whole thing never happened and I needed to get some medication. Yes Greg, you are right on most accounts. Yet somehow you’re not hearing my point. He then tells me that he is bigger than me now and how he would love to kick my ass. Now he wants to call Homeland Security and report me. Good luck with that. And Greg I did say I was mad enough to blow up the embassy. I wonder if he is familiar with the VA tech story? I am sending post cards to the likes of the great Bill O’Reilly and moving up my government chain of command from the embassy to the white house. What are you saying Greg? I am only good enough for Jerry Springer? Sorry Greg I am not going there just yet. Some scars just do not heal so easy. What was that line in Forrest Gump? Sometimes there are just not enough stones. And trust me I am not here to just throw them. But damn it, people, everyone is running around throwing their stones . And nobody wants to listen. Never mind once in a while picking a stone up and ask what all the fuss is about. Mom if you are reading, I hope you finally understand me. I tried to work all this out with you. And to cut the line on your own granddaughter. All to cover up your secret. But I am back now and I just need to play thru. I am here when you want to talk. I am sorry if you still are offended. But when is it attacking to ask questions? If I can’t get the answers from you then I have to continue my search. But as long as we live our lives wrapped up in ourselves closed off to all other points of view. How can you say that you are fair? I guess we all do it. And us Americans do it with such skill that we all forget what it was like to say how are you and want an honest answer. Try telling someone your day when asked and watch them run. It is just sad that it is the norm. I have been here all this time with internet much of the time. It is sad that when you try a chat room on the great information super highway and most of the rooms are full of people masturbating on cam. Has anyone been in yahoo lately? My daughter will never go to any chat room. Come on people get a grip...on second thought dont. Well it's good for population control anyway. Why do we need to talk to each other face to face? I guess it is the evolutionary next step. Who needs sex for real? Good God, we got tremendous trouble ahead. We are truly sad if that is the best mankind does with the wonderful toys we build. You really don't have to have a life in the real world anymore. And it's sad that more and more people choose to live in their computer. Some of us in the world are screaming for someone to hear. Where did everyone go? Can anyone please log out and tell me? Then all I hear is everyone speculating of the world’s view of Americans. Do you all really want to know? Or are you all just asking how are you? Because I have a few theories. The mess remains and my daughter is still not completely safe. I am asking you for your guidance. I plan of trying to raise money to fix my problems by writing of my life and maybe some of my issues. I think I have a few books in my head. But I am on a slippery slope and can wind up being separated from my family if I am not careful on how I play the few cards that I have. If I do nothing, I may have a shot of living a long life here and never get deported. But that seems foolish. I have no wish to take a settlement from the bank now, even if they offered. I would be no better than the people that I am complaining about if I ever agree not to disclose their good name. Or is it really a good name?
As far as I am concerned, they had their chance and still they let us endure two super typhoons. I contacted them again via email. They said sorry to hear of your problems. The security of my account is important to them and to please join their online banking. The problem with that is I already told them, that option for what ever reason has never worked. Page cannot be displayed. I want everyone to know this can happen to them. Please, your advice would be so welcome at this point. We have made it thru too much to slip and fall now. Who can I contact? I need good publishers and maybe a lawyer. But one who can be trusted to go for the best interest of my kid and how much he can stick it to the bank. I want to write books and hurt their bottom line till the end of time. I am an angry dad now. And an angry dad is more dangerous than a raging bull. They can keep their money.
Help me make money at all the foolish people’s expense. Is that true revenge? And if I can make enough, I want to use it to help others in my situation. According to the embassy this happens everyday. Should that in itself be the story? I did not know when
I made my trip that money is stolen from traveler accounts every day did you? And people don’t fool yourselves by thinking registering at the embassy will help you. If you have no family to contact you are truly screwed. Here is a quick example. The two super typhoons I mentioned. Do you think anyone from our embassy even called or emailed me? Not that we had power for a very long time. To add to their shame they sent me a letter in regard to my veterans claim on last November. I doubt they even knew they sent it into a state of calamity but even when they got it kicked back return to sender do you they checked in then? Remember I was there the month before for spending that time ranting like any angry father in fear for his little girl. I guess they forgot. And to think the sender of the letter told me my story would make a good movie of the week and raved on how beautiful my daughter is. What do you expect they did not check during the coup attempt? Oh hell never mind I forgot these are the same people that sent us home broke confused with a baby to a house with no roof in state of calamity. Did I mention that I lived just 600 meters from where a big NPA leader was shot a few weeks before? Wanna know what I saw or who during the weeks that followed that? The Embassy could care less. Hell, it’s not like I've had problems before. And you, the tax payers are the ones paying those bunch of idiots. Why are they even there? Hey embassy, why was I broke and confused?
Did you know they take Columbus Day, off? That was another day in manila completely in the crapper. But I have to hand it to them, they may have the best flushing toilets in the country. Is there not enough blame to go around? I’ve had a lot of time to think about it. There is no party crap here. I blame all. I feel like a kid again coming home from school crying to my parents that I got beat up and the bully is outside the door. Only to find they are just too busy with their excessive bickering. And then tell me to go out and play with a painted smile. Does really matter who is right or wrong? When both have lost touch with what’s going on in their own house, never mind the world? Come on kids, aren’t you tired of it too? But who am I to complain?
Ok enough on that. I hope you get my point. And it’s not just me folks. I have seen other Americans in various banks holding their Bank of America card in hand trying to get their own answers as to where their money went. Day before yesterday my wife met another guy and the same thing happened to him but in his case for two years. I am still waiting to find out which bank he was banking with. Different results but you can overlay our embassy stories. He called them after Typhoon Reming to ask for help for himself, his wife and three kids. Of course they did not even offer him a slice of bread. Yet relief is arriving for all else who may need it. Come on embassy, how about a little help for a foreigner? Not asking for much, just pick up your pencil. In a weeks time, not one of you even let me finish more than six sentences. Oh sorry, I do have to give credit where credit is due. American services did give us the local police’s phone number. Bad advice when you are not willing to hear the whole story. Come on I walk in not knowing who to trust. Call me paranoid but I do not want advice from someone who refuses to hear me out. Are you mad yet? So I have been here for more than two years now watching you guys on TV with coups going on, watching O’Reilly complaining about too much Anna coverage and not responding to our many letters. Mayon Volcano is trying to have his say on the horizon. Why not us? Maybe Bill banks with Bank of America or perhaps Fox News. Needless tp say, I am no longer a Factor viewer. I know my first email arrived the day before the launch of your new book, Bill. I won’t say it. We are all
human it would seem. I just keep trying to figure out what that means. We even named a puppy after you. We had to leave him behind when we fled the situation we were in. Hope something ate him, just kidding Bill. Poor critters’ stomach would never hear the end of it. At least Bill you could have had your intern send me a token response. I still think you do good work but I feel really dissed by you. You are welcome to respond if you would care to opine. Culture Warrior. I like it. Kind of feel like you stole my line but you did get it first. Oh well, I will fumble with around my 10th grade vocabulary and find a catchy thing to say or two. But why am I surprised it seems everything is broken and maybe there are not enough people who care left. It just seems that way from where I am sitting. But who am I but a discarded observer watching because that’s all I do. But life does make me wonder if we are mass producing the Timothy McVeigh’s of the world. Think about that for a bit. Perhaps some of those people who just go nuts at some point because they just wanted to be heard and not be cast aside. But we are the land of talkers, not listeners. Keep that in mind the nest time you ask someone how are you today . And they try to break out of that social norm and you a heartfelt answer that maybe you should give them a but of your time and just a little respect and just listen. Can you not just take a couple minutes of your busy day? Why is that so hard? The net will still be there. I felt that rage many times in that embassy. Am I to truly believe what everyone is saying, that before I got on the plane, I was nothing then and that will always be my destiny? No on wants to read my crazy rants. Is that true America? But from where I am sitting, that is the message I am getting from all sides. Have we become so wasteful that now we cast away our people? How can you be safe in the laurels of all the great things that you do as a country with that as its price? I don’t want to believe that you do. Honestly after all that’s happened to us we are not even sure if we wish to go to US now. Yes there are problems here. And don’t get me wrong I love my country. But things are just too crazy there right now. Well, America, it’s been nice talking to you. Thanks for listening. Now was that so hard? I feel much better now.
My info:
AKA Scott Alan Casner
Birth Father: David Grant Casner
Bank of America account # 77142-289
Visa check card #4426 2477 1422 8900 ex 05/08 platinum debit 8900 708
Home branch Lakewood Washington
DoB 1-27-1963

Place of Birth: Bay Village, Ohio
Oregon Drivers License #: 3359232
Passport #:: 077441369
Issued by: Seattle Passport Agency
Mothers Maiden Name: Laub
Step Fathers Last Occupation: Administrator of the Dept. Of Veterans Affairs Farm and Loan in Salem Oregon.

Inlaw Bio’s

Name: Cresther Joy Borbe
DoB: March 1, 1965
Profession: Dentist
Address: #6 Al Tahaa’ Street, Al Hamra, District 4, Jeddah, Saudi Arabia
Contact #: 966-503-615-227
Passport #: ZZ091232
Passport Expiry Date: May 4, 2008
Other Known Alias(es): Dr. CJ
Left Philippines: October 1999
Arab Employer: Sheik Abdel Azis
Spouse: Hany Hefny
Number of Years in Saudi Arabi: 8 years
**Cresther Joy fled her Sheik employer and left her travel documents with her employer. Philippine Passports are only valid for 5 years. Claimed she was in America in October 2005 with the passport she obtained from another sister in Manila in 2003. Had her name changed in the said passport due to run ins with the Philippine law for embezzlement. Expressed interest in having our little girl registered in her name as the mother and take her to Saudi Arabia.

Name: Esther Beringuila Borbe
DoB: Febraury 11, 1942
Address: Burac St. San Lorenzo Tabaco City 4511, Philippines
Passport #: MM125037
Interests: Osama Bin Laden( wants to congratulate him for 9/11)

** Claimed to be in Hong Kong with Cresther Joy in August 2006, tried to go to China without a visa, friends with Philippine National Bank, Tabaco Branch Manager, ties with local judges. And good friend f our 1st doctor

Name: Ever Joy Borbe
DoB: April 9, 1967
*** Facilitated the process of Cresther Joy being able to get a new passport under a different name. Works for Fiber Industry Development Authority in Quezon City.

Name: Eden Joy Borbe
DoB: April 1968
***Drug addict, drug trafficker
Name: Sheilah Joy Borbe
DoB: March 6, 1969
Address: P-6 Brgy. Basud Tabaco City 4511, Philippines
Interests: Internet scamming, ties with NPA and govt. authorities i.e. military generals, mayors, and governor.
**Financially dependent on Bob Breitweiser for 2 years, has 5 kids. Annulment was financed by Bob, as soon as annulment was finalized she dumped him. Right now, living in one roof with an Australian guy named Brian Mountney,

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Edited by pisseddad at 05/24/2007 12:38 AM