Markings Appear A Year After MVAC Attack
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Possible Cancer a Year After Minnesota Valley Action Council Illegally Denies Emergency Assistance Application
I spoke with Shannon at the Minnesota Attorney General’s Office about this in 2023. She confirmed that the actions of the Minnesota Valley Action Council (MVAC) were illegal.
Despite submitting a qualified Energy Assistance application before disconnection—with enough time to prevent it—MVAC acted illegally. As a result, natural gas service was disconnected from August through December 2023, during a Minnesota winter.
The home’s unfinished basement had flooded several times that spring and summer. Mold spread through the space, making the basement off limits, the main level difficult to tolerate because of spores, and the upper level—where I spent most of my time—unbearable because of the smell.
Without heat or hot water through the winter, and surrounded by mold, I was unable to clean the home, cookware, or myself properly. By September, I developed a cough. By December, I had fluid buildup in my lungs. On December 5, 2023, I moved into my current location. I have remained sick every day since, as the condition worsens.
I cannot get health care—though I’ve tried twice—despite breaking down and getting the medical insurance because of this illness. Just like MVAC, systematic racism and criminality within the Allina Clinic network obstruct medical treatment and produce fraudulent records. I cannot go into detail now because I'm physically and emotionally exhausted, If I push myself to hard its like my blood pressure cannot handled it and I immediately and controllably fall asleep until my body has enough gas to make up again—they're unconsciousness spells and they're increasing, but this Alina clinical treatment is an ongoing scam. I don’t know if it happens outside of Medicaid, but it’s the only form of health care I—and most black Minnesotans I know—have received within Allina Clinics.
They Won't Stop Making Me Sick As Long As They're Involved In My Life
I escaped the state for urgent healthcare. As soon as I got out, I needed surgery—because Minnesota had allowed my bones to crush my spinal cord. I was leaking spinal fluid. I had to undergo procedures to drain my spine, have bone shaved away, and endure several rounds of ablation. Doctors were preparing me for a long-term spinal implant.
But because Minnesota took everything I had—for no reason other than my insistence on exercising my federal right to port my good-standing, nineteen-year Housing Choice Voucher out of state for healthcare—I have been an undocumented Internally Displaced Person (IDP), essentially a refugee in my own homeland, since February 28, 2019.
Of that time, 1,775 days have been spent homeless—homelessness inflicted through the denial and obstruction of healthcare.
(But people can go on pretending government workers aren’t trying to kill me. I don’t know what else you’d call it if not that. I didn’t lose all the records, as they hoped—so good luck with that, if I don’t make it.)
This is still happening—then and now. I was homeless when I got those surgeries. I healed myself on the streets. I got strong. I got a job.
And then a sex trafficking ring took notice—because that federal fraud with my voucher had put us in proximity. Just like the man who stalks my mailbox here, and the one before him when I first landed—your state is arranging, manufacturing, and facilitating these situations through “administrative crimes,” everywhere.
So. I was able to evade the sex trafficking ring for about four months. I talked down two of them who were waiting in my hotel room. But eventually, the head came for me—and put a gang on me. I had to cut my losses and return to the very death I had escaped on January 21, 2022.
Minnesota—and the treatment here—remain the same. But the conditions are worse.
They are not inhumane. They are inhuman.
Humans don’t live like this.
But I digress
Anyway—end of fall, early winter, this came.
It appears to be cancer — wouldn’t know.
No access to physical healthcare.
I don't think the serious cancer would be located here, that's not what I'm saying. But maybe these marking appearing here out of nowhere, that look like skin cancer are an indicator of a bigger problem happening in my lungs — maybe its not just a horrible lung infection. Maybe its cancer. Nothing has cured it and its getting worse... the fluids, coughing, trouble breathing and uncontrollable tiredness.
MVAC canceled another qualified application on March 6, 2025. Disconnection is today. I’ll have no fridge for food, no stove for meals, no phone to contact the outside world, there is no public transportation for three cities, and I'll have no light — here, with the reported predator stalking having master keys to the apartment and residing downstairs.
I’m tired. I need rest. My heart is giving out behind this phony façade this entire state is making happen. So again, good luck with everything — if I don’t make it.
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Last Updated May 6, 2025
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