As a wrongly-accused innocent thrust into court, I found that our cumbersome, insulated and occasionally manipulated legal system does not always help, and sometimes harms. Club members enjoy rules of favoritism while the system thrives due to protectionism and lack of accountability. In brief, this is about what happens when our government fails to serve the people, and when people stop thinking and reasoning, and lose ability to synchronize with reality – my accusers and the judge for example. Overall, their reckless disregard for truth, decency, and the integrity, reputation and importance of our judicial system is simply stunning. That reality fills me with dread.

This is not an easy read or a satisfying story of ultimate vindication. While eye-opening, it remains a somewhat hopeless and dismal telling of injustice, ignorance, cruelty, incompetence and illogic – sobering, cringe-worthy evidence of just how stupid, gullible, evil and even crazy people can be, and how incapable and surreptitious government can be – and how we deserve so much better.

I’m a man who seeks peace and understanding. But when bullied, lied to or about, I will stand firm. This is just such a case. This is a true story of how incompetent government promoted maltreatment, and neglected the innocent. Justice was betrayed by a fundamentally flawed bureaucratic legal process and a charlatan judge presiding over a mismanaged courtroom. Given the experience, it’s fair to say that justice is not only blind, it can also be deaf and dumb as well.

In the beginning, I had no idea evidence would emerge of widespread failure if not collusion. This case is far-reaching and worse than ever imagined; it reeks of blatant improprieties by many, plus awful neglect by a gang of government officials – so necessarily also became a story of people caught in the act. Jump to ‘Synopsis’ for a brief and informative summary. To learn more about the gang state and local culprits, jump to ‘Updates & Latest News.’ Our institutions are failing us. Time for answers. Time for change. Time to rise up.

Do we tolerate a do-nothing government of disrespect and arrogance or do we demand a culture of honesty, integrity and accountability? I’m doing what I can to reveal the truth and expose wrongdoing but need help. GoFundMe donations will support this advocacy by helping to pay for advertisements in Colorado media to increase public awareness. Any excess will be donated to the Colorado ACLU (American Civil Liberties Union). A full and transparent accounting of funding (mine and donations) will be added to this web site in a separate blog. Thank you for your interest and support. Now together, let’s make our government responsible and actually work on our behalf.

This web site is dedicated to an unfortunate situation that ended-up in an Archuleta County, Colorado courtroom – and ensuing fall-out and revelations. The main participants: my accusers and neighbors *Mitchell Mange and *Patrice Pavis (late of California); Division 1 court Judge Justin Patrick Fay; and me, Colorado native Robert MacDonald.

In civil court I defended against TPO’s (temporary protection orders) filed as a result of brazen, hoax, farcically contrived accusations by notably disturbed neighbors – as contained in cases C0042023C75 and C0042023C76 – that nonetheless caught the attention of a simple little man in robes assigned to hear the case. Pertinent facts cited are of public record. Information presented offers representative highlights; to expose full compromising depth and breadth of exploitive abuses by my ignominious accusers and their enablers would require a book or maybe a week-long trial.

I didn’t just win the bad neighbor lottery, I got dropped into a sea of madness populated by some rather scarily stupid people.  As for my accusers, it’s never acceptable to lie to try to get your way. When people embrace dishonesty, that affects us all; it dilutes human potential and weakens the bond between us.

State of Affairs

For a guy who examines and documents about everything, I have been remiss if not reluctant to delve into my emotional state stemming from the neighbor and court situation that came to a head in August, 2023. Time has only worsened my angst. A feeling of profound helplessness exists because my voice was lost in court to liars and an unqualified judge. I can’t get past that; it remains the most perplexing exhibition of human stupidity and evil I’ve ever faced. Being in Archuleta County is a constant reminder of crazy neighbors, a jerk judge, and corrupt government. I try to physically escape as often as possible but weight of that awful history cannot be forgotten or forgiven.

Necessity to escape this madness is obvious. In 2024, I put my house on the market for six months with no result. So I traveled to foreign lands for three and a half months in early 2025 for what amounted to costly therapy; removed from constant reminder of the idiocy and evil that is my neighbors and uncaring, incompetent government. I have zero respect for government now; slow to realize that those in power do as they wish, and we the people are viewed as mere pawns or an annoyance.

I have never felt this way before; so helpless, sad, fearful, anxious and trapped; unexpected revelation from one who has lived his life feeling apart and different from most people; like I don’t belong. This time it surpasses in intensity anything I’ve experienced before; beyond ability to repair. Often, I feel like I’m living in slow-motion, unable to breathe and relax. Powerless to explain this new reality – certain now that people and the alien systems they populate cannot be trusted – all I want to do is hide and disappear.

The decision to move away even though my house has not yet sold is a necessary albeit costly solution to feeling trapped. Resentment surfaces as I wonder why a good person has to escape madness when I did nothing wrong; culprits prevail and nothing changes; they continue to be unstoppably ignorant, stupid and crazy.

I moved to Pagosa Springs Colorado to immerse in nature; bought a house nestled in a natural environment to find solitude and peace. Instead, unbridled crazy and stupid found me.  And so I move away to a hemmed-in apartment in the city; not what I want or deserve. There has been no vindication; my attempt brought belittlement from a joke of a judge, and lame excuses, bumbling, and silence from undeserving government employees. What happened is wrong on so many levels. I now consider myself a law-abiding anarchist; compliant yet firmly itching to overthrow. There is no choice other than to act and fight as if the very essence of what is good and right in the world is in jeopardy.

Thanks to involvement of a brew of disappointing, untrustworthy, incompetent professionals, what a misadventure it has been. From smug courtroom liars to misfit government employees, their behaviours are revolting. Between devious neighbors, bumbling and do-nothing government employees, and an imperious apparatus of the state than can capriciously enforce injustice as justice, I was vilified, ridiculed, derided, denied, dishonoured and betrayed. This is my unapologetic analysis and account. Just so you know, reserve and respect I showed in the courtroom is not present here. Read on and learn why.

Thank you to those who have communicated your own stories and concerns. You’ve offered great yet unsettling confirmation of my impressions. One likened actions of a discordant mix of a few mediocre public servants here as reminiscent of the Wild West. Seems accurate.