When I think of all bad things on this planet, I look no further than Gold Bar, Washington. Gold Bar was officially incorporated on September 16, 1910. It’s a filthy little City located in the foothills of Washington State, located in Snohomish County.
From the City’s onset it’s been plagued with corruption, government racketeering, and an uneducated leadership. By the late 1880s, Northern Railway began linking rails between Everett and Spokane. This resulted in a influx of Chinese immigrants into a prominently uneducated redneck community. With any uneducated society, racism runs rampant like cockroaches without sunlight.
Gold Bar’s history of slaughtering Chinese rail workers is best analogized by Jack London In ” Call of the Wild” as a pack of wolves ganging up on those who were least likely to fight off the pack of wolves. Something out of a bad horror flick, certainly not something made for television.
Saving of Chinese lives from the savage white men in Gold Bar is accredited to an Atheist engineer, Eduard Bauer, who built coffins from the abundant growth of evergreen trees, helping Chinese workers escape Gold Bar’s redneck ethnic cleansing.
Today, however, many long time local residents deny Gold Bar’s bloody history of government corruption and systemic hatred of non-Caucasian Americans. I’ve come to believe that to live peacefully in Gold Bar, one must be a racist who pays no attention to the corrupt and uneducated government officials spitting on the civil rights of its citizens. Not much has changed in the last 120 years.
Looking back on the last six years since moving to the corrupt little City of Gold Bar Washington, people have asked me ” If you could do things differently, would you have?” I answer in a very simplistic way ” I am who I am. I was raised by two wonderful parents who believed that you’re more effective from the outside than you can ever be from the inside. I consider each and everyday of my life to be a gift, given to me by two people, who were not perfect by any stretch of the truth, but did their best to instill in me that as an American is not about what materialist items one can collect, its about helping those who have no voice in our society. I do what I love and love what I do. I sleep at night. I answer to no one. I’m a journalist, author, an advocate, a legal scholar, a mom, a grandmother, a free-thinker and most importantly a proud American. ”
As I embark on a new journey in my life, I have no regrets. I see no value in regrets. I see value in reading, writing, learning, exposing corruption, combating and exposing child abusers, and value the 1st Amendment as the best gift that Thomas Jefferson brought with him from Europe. I was born and raised an activist American, and I shall die the same.
I wrote ” No sunshine where the cockroaches roam” as a way of documenting Snohomish County’s systemic but historical history of corruption and discrimination. Molly Ivins said “ When politicians start talking about large groups of their fellow Americans as ‘enemies,’ it’s time for a quiet stir of alertness. Polarizing people is a good way to win an election, and also a good way to wreck a country.”
I dedicate my book to all single mothers who never relied on a man for a meal, a home, or happiness. Happiness comes from one’s inner self, but is best described as non-negotiable, non-tangible, non-perishable, and not for sale. It’s quite opposite from greed, and it sees no financial gain, but often financial loss for a greater cause. There is no better nor harder job on this planet than being a single parent. Single parents who raise healthy happy children are my heroes. I dedicate my book to all single mothers who never trample on the rights of others, value our constitutional principles, and to those who truly understand that we have greater cause than just lining our pockets with gold.
Look hard to find what it is that you love to do and do it. Don’t look back, look forward. As free thinking science lovers know, we only live once, so make it a meaningful and pleasant journey. You’ll leave this planet knowing that you stood up for what you believed in, and if you laid the foundation, knowing that your grandchildren will carry the torch long past your footprints.
” No sunshine where the cockroaches roam” is based on a true story about one single mother’s fight for justice using sunshine laws to uncover one layer of the rotten onion, one lawyer at a time. With each layer of the rotten onion, we find corrupt politicians and lawyers at the center, while at the same time knowing and working with some of Washington State’s best open government lawyers restores my faith that ” we the people” are the only ones who can shine sun light on the cockroaches ruining America.
Our hope is to have ” No sunshine where the cockroaches roam” ready for final edits by the end of the summer 2015.