East Idaho Corruption

04/01/2026

"Hey Southeast Idaho—Pocatello, Idaho Falls, Blackfoot, Rexburg, all you potato farmers, ranchers, and mountain folks:
This land we call home? It's built on blood, grit, and ten sacred promises our Founders carved into law back in 1791.
The Bill of Rights isn't just dusty parchment—it's why we can still shout 'God bless America' at the top of our lungs, own a rifle for the elk hunt, and tell the feds to knock before they barge in.
Speech, faith, press.
We pray how we want, preach how we want, post how we want.
No king, no censor, no silencing the preacher on Main Street.

Arms—Because a free people stay armed. That's not politics; that's survival out here where winters bite and wolves prowl.

No soldiers crashing your barn—We keep our homes ours. Period.

Searches? Warrant first—Cops don't raid your garage 'cause they feel like it. That's Idaho independence.

Due process—You get a fair shot. No double jeopardy, no forced confessions—like we'd ever snitch on our neighbors anyway.

Speedy trial—Justice quick, jury of your peers. Not some DC suit deciding your fate.

Civil juries—Over twenty bucks? Real folks decide. Keeps power local.

No cruel stuff—No torture, no insane bail. We treat people decent—even the guilty.

More rights than listed—Privacy, family, faith—it's all there, unspoken but ironclad.

States rule—Idaho's ours. Feds don't get to boss our schools, our water, our way of life.

These aren't fancy words. They're why we fly Old Glory over the Tetons, why we stand for the anthem at the fair, why we trust our own over outsiders. Our kids inherit this—don't let it slip.
So next time you're driving past the temple or the silos, remember: we didn't fight for freedom just to hand it over. Southeast Idaho stands tall—because of these ten lines.
God bless Idaho.
God bless America."

03/03/2026

This ain't myth.
This ain't legend. T
his is blood on frozen asphalt.
Late January 2024.
White-out blizzard on US 20. Eleven at night.
Little Subaru sliding at forty-five. Headlights flare up behind me—bright as hell, low beams my ass.
Fremont County Sheriff's SUV rides my tail so close I can't see the road.
I pull over.
Red and blue flash.
Deputy Snyder steps out—gun drawn.
Yellow taser behind it.
I thought it was the taser at first. Nope.
Barrel.
Real barrel.
No ticket. No warning. Just "low beams" and a wave-off.
I call 911 to make sure he's even real.
He is. Deputy Snyder.
Dashcam?
"Corrupt for a month and a half." He didn't pull over a soul in that time—guy who writes tickets for breathing.
Bu****it.
I file with Deputy Olson. Complaint goes to Cody Goodmanson.
Nothing.
Three days later—panic attacks. Mental break.
Jailhouse doc Jamie Goodmanson?
Won't lift a finger. Ex hauls me out. I total my car on a pole. Live in it for two years.
Because I won't die where bullies in blue can finish the job.
Snyder?
Still out there.
Tasing old ladies in nursing homes now—cancer patients, mouthy ones.
Video caught it.
Patients freaked.
He didn't know.
Good job, Deputy.
I love this country.
Founding Fathers bled for rights—Second Amendment, due process, truth. I carry. I follow laws.
Never pulled a gun on anyone. One violence charge—dismissed.
No convictions.
I own my s**t: fourteen months sober, thank God.
But that night? Snyder could've ended me. No story. No truth. Just "officer feared for safety."
Fremont County—y'all know. Saint Anthony, Ashton, sheriff's office: same old boys club. Dashcams "malfunction." W**d bags spotted at eighty.
Blood draws fudged. Complaints vanish. Cody, —friends with the deputies you're supposed to investigate? Neutral?
Nah.
They work for us.
Not the other way.
They serve.
They protect.
Not lie, not bully, not cover.
I don't want revenge.
I want change.
For my kids.
For yours.
For every addict who gets stomped because "they're just junkies."
Stand up.
Speak.
Demand oversight.
Real civilians over badges.
No more good ol' boys.
No more "dashcam broke."
No more guns on sober drivers in blizzards.
Odin's eye—God Almighty—I swear every word. The only thing I can't prove?
That pistol.
But every cop I've told? They say: "Something's rotten."

Fremont County,
wake up.
You're not their subjects. You're their bosses.
Raise a fist. Let's fix this.

03/03/2026

Fellow sons and daughters of the high plains,

From the basalt cliffs of the Snake River to the endless sagebrush that still holds Sunday hymns in the wind, we stand here together.
Southeast Idaho: land of hard winters, faithful hearts, and folks who know the difference between a promise and a puff of smoke.
I owe you an apology.
This past week—longer than that—I’ve been silent. Not by choice. Life swung a hammer: health cracked open like a bad frost, and legal wolves circled closer than I’d like to admit.
I didn’t vanish on purpose. I just... couldn’t stand upright.
But hear this: every eye that’s ever paused on one of my posts—every nod, every share—means more than I can say.
You’re not just followers.
You’re family.
If you’ve got questions, fire away. If you’ve seen something—good, ugly, or straight-up wild—bring it here.
We’ll put it on the table together.
This page isn’t going anywhere. It’s rooted deep, like faith in frozen ground.
I’ve had life-altering storms hit hard; they demanded my full attention. But the light’s still burning.
So God bless you—every last one.
May Jesus keep your trucks running, may the Lord watch over your kids, and may the old blood in your veins remind you: we don’t bow to bullies.

Now let’s get back to it.

Spotlight the deputies and troopers who still do right—quiet heroes in Kevlar and coffee stains.
And let’s name the corrupt little “good boy” clubs who think they own this ground.
They don’t.
We do.
Raise a prayer.
Let’s roll.
Stay strong,
Idaho.

02/08/2026

Dear proud Sons and Daughters of Southeast Idaho,
Let the red, white and blue ripple through our veins—because America isn't just some land, it's a promise kept.

From these stubborn potato hills to the snow-capped Tetons staring down, we've learned freedom's carved by calloused hands, not gifted on trays.

But shadows stretch long.

On 04/05/2025 inside a Fenced yard, on a Pocatello lawn, dusk falling. Victor Perez. A 17 Year old, autistic, man who couldn't string two words together clutched a kitchen knife like a shield. Four badges, nine rounds pierced his body.
Bodycams lit up the night, then the screen went dark on his pulse.
Six days of machines beeping, then goodbye.
Attorney General called it "LAWFUL." Family is in court, sure, but no one's sporting orange,

Then there's Jeanetta Riley of Sandpoint, Id in 07/2024. A pregnant, Native American, knife in hand, crying for help at the hospital.
Two officers.
Five bullets.
"Justified,"? said the DA.
No charges!
No headline the next week.

Then in 2023, there is Brooks Roberts, of McCall, Id In a wheelchair. Eleven shots in the BACK while crawling through mud—federal agents hunting his family for camping?
Still breathing, but from the waist down? Dead.
No cuffs.
No trial.

Headlines scream one morning, vanish by lunch.

Enough is Enough!!

Courage, is the farmer who parks his combine and speaks.

Loyalty is for the stripes that bled, not the stars that wink.

Honor that is the straight line between oath and action—no bend, no excuse.

We Must Demand civilian oversight boards—our neighbors, not theirs.
Public sessions, live-streamed, every voice counted.
Flood there mailboxes, there town halls, the sheriff's doors.

Together, we can drag shadows into daylight. No more letting lone heroes bleed out while we watch.

We Must stand shoulder to shoulder.
Hand over heart, and swear that this patch of America will shine clean again.

Only together can we tear down the blue wall of silence.
Only together can we stand against the blue wave of corruption.

A truly Concerned and Unwavering Patriotic American.

02/06/2026

Dear Fellow Citizens of Southeast Idaho and Patriots Across America,

My fellow Americans, from the rolling hills and farmlands of Southeast Idaho—Pocatello, Idaho Falls, Rexburg, Blackfoot, and every proud community in between—to every corner of this great nation, I write to you today with a heart full of love for our country and unwavering faith in the principles that make America exceptional.

We are a people forged in the fire of liberty, descendants of those who declared that all men are created equal, endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights. Our Constitution stands as a beacon to the world, promising justice under the law, protection from tyranny, and the sacred duty of public servants to serve—we the people—not rule over us.

Yet, in recent times, we have seen shadows fall across this promise. Police corruption, in its many forms—whether the planting of evidence, cover-ups of wrongdoing, abuse of power, or the erosion of trust through misconduct—threatens the very foundation of our Republic. When those sworn to uphold the law betray that oath, they betray every citizen who believes in "liberty and justice for all." This is not the America our forebears fought for at Valley Forge, Normandy, or in the streets of Selma. It is not the America we want to leave our children.

But hear me clearly: We are not helpless. We are not voiceless. As free citizens of the greatest nation on Earth, we hold the power to demand accountability and restore honor to those who wear the badge. True patriotism calls us not to blind loyalty, but to courageous action—to defend the rule of law by ensuring no one is above it.

Here in Idaho, and especially in our Southeast communities where neighbors know neighbors and trust is earned through integrity, we can lead by example.

You can:

File formal complaints when you witness or experience misconduct—through your local police department's internal affairs, the Idaho Peace Officer Standards and Training (POST) Office of Professional Responsibility, the Idaho Attorney General's office for public corruption involving elected officials like sheriffs, or even the FBI for serious federal violations. Your voice matters; anonymous options exist to protect good people who step forward.

Demand and support stronger civilian oversight. While Boise has pioneered an independent Office of Police Accountability, we in Southeast Idaho can advocate at county commissioners' meetings, city councils, and town halls for transparent review processes that include everyday citizens. Push for policies that ensure impartial investigations and real consequences for wrongdoing.

Document and share the truth responsibly. Safely record public interactions (as is your right in Idaho), gather facts, and use public records requests under Idaho's open records laws to shine light on patterns of abuse or lack of discipline. Transparency is the disinfectant our Founders intended.

Engage in the democratic process. Attend your local sheriff's forums, county meetings, or school board sessions where public safety is discussed. Support candidates who champion reforms like ending practices that shield bad actors, while honoring the vast majority of officers who serve with courage and decency. Vote, speak up, and build coalitions with fellow patriots—veterans, farmers, parents, and faith leaders—who value justice.

Seek justice through the courts when needed. Consult civil rights organizations or attorneys if your rights have been violated; federal laws like Section 1983 exist to hold abusers accountable, and groups like the ACLU of Idaho stand ready to guide.

This is not about defunding or disparaging law enforcement—far from it. It is about strengthening it. When good officers are protected from the taint of corruption, when bad actors are swiftly removed, public trust soars, and our communities become safer for everyone.

My fellow Idahoans and Americans: We have faced greater challenges before and prevailed because we refused to accept less than the ideals we profess. Let us rise again—not in anger, but in resolute love of country—to ensure that the badge remains a symbol of honor, not fear; of service, not domination.

The eyes of future generations are upon us. Let them see that we defended liberty not just with words, but with deeds. Together, we can root out corruption, restore faith in justice, and keep the American Dream alive for all.

God bless Southeast Idaho. God bless Idaho. And God bless the United States of America.

In patriotic solidarity,

A Concerned Citizen

02/03/2026

To the Good People of Idaho and All Americans,

This page stands as a beacon, not a battering ram.
We're waving the stars and stripes high, proud of our nation's promise—liberty and justice for all.
Let's make one thing clear: we're not here to tear down law enforcement.
Heroes wear blue, too, and we honor their service.

But shadows creep where silence reigns.
That blue wall? It's hiding cracks, breeding corruption that poisons everything it touches.
We're here to shine a light on it, folks—expose the rot without mercy, because America's strength lies in truth.

Your civil rights?
Sacred ground. No one—hear me—no one deserves to be framed, smeared on paperwork, slapped with false charges, or locked away unjustly.
That's not justice; that's tyranny in disguise. But those crossing the line, playing dirty?
They deserve the full weight of the law crashing down.
Hold 'em accountable, and we restore balance.

Through this vigilance, we keep civility alive—not just here in Idaho, but across our great country and beyond.
Stand with us. Demand better. For the red, white, and blue.

United we thrive.

01/31/2026

Dear Fellow Citizens of Southeast Idaho,
From one steadfast American to another, let's stand tall and remember the unbreakable spirit of our law enforcement officers.
These brave souls charge forward with unwavering courage, loyalty, and honor every day, shielding our communities from harm while upholding the sacred oath to protect and serve.
In the face of danger, they embody the true heart of patriotism, risking everything for the freedoms we hold dear under the stars and stripes.

Sure, whispers of a blue wall of silence linger, but don't let doubt cloud the truth—these good officers are real, they're among us, and they're the backbone of our great nation.
Let's honor their sacrifice, rally behind them, and keep America strong together.
God bless our officers.
God bless the USA!
With unyielding pride,

A Fellow American

Sheriff Ball presents lifesaving awards to officers at Madison County Commissioner meeting

Madison County Sheriff Ron Ball presented three lifesaving awards Monday morning during the Madison County Commissioners’ meeting.

Deputy Jared Newell, Sgt. Cameron Stafford, Deputy Jake Hannabach, Deputy K. Polson, Det. A. Ferguson, Sgt. B. Egbert, and Lt. D. Stoddard were all honored for their heroics.

“This is kind of a big deal to me,” Ball said.
Ball feels that with Memorial Day coming up, recognizing these officers and their positive impacts is a good thing.

“I appreciate everybody’s effort, I know everybody in this room also appreciates everybody’s effort. I’m very thankful you’re a part of our organization and our community, so thank you,” Ball said in regards to all the officers.
Ball first presented Newell with a lifesaving award for his efforts in rescuing a drowning 4-year-old.

Ball then awarded Stafford for his efforts in assisting a middle school boy who was choking. The boy was present at the ceremony as well.

The final lifesaving award was presented to the officers involved in a grain bin rescue, including Hannabach, Polson, Ferguson, Egbert and Stoddard.

Videos were shown of each rescue while the officers stood to be recognized. The commissioners were given an opportunity to speak, but were overcome with emotion.

“We appreciate you,” Commissioner Todd Smith said. “I’m speechless. Brent asked me if I had something to say, I said ‘no my emotions are too close here watching those things.’”

Commissioner Brent Mendenhall followed up with, “Thanks for keeping our community healthy and safe. All of you.”

01/31/2026

To Whom it May Concern,

The badge is not just cloth and metal—it's a covenant with the people it protects. And when those same people wearing it turn rotten, it's another officer who must guard that covenant.

Frank Serpico stood alone in a storm of bullets and betrayal—because honour mattered more than silence. He took one to the face, yet kept standing; his truth toppled a corrupt empire and gave America the cleanest police force it ever saw. A patriot's wound, a hero's voice.

Adrian Schoolcraft wired himself up like a soldier behind enemy lines—his precinct the battlefield. Every tape he smuggled out was a love letter to the constitution he swore by. The city called him mad; history calls him necessary.

Shannon Spalding walked into the viper pit with nothing but conviction and a recorder. She didn't just expose crooks—she restored faith, overturned injustice, reminded us why America kneels at the graves of its fallen guardians.

Cariol Horne threw herself between brutality and a suspect in chains—took the punch meant for him. Twenty years later, Buffalo finally saluted her. That's not late justice, that's national redemption.

And Austin Handle? Modern day Paul Revere—with a phone in hand instead of a lantern. Warned the town, paid the price, now trains the next wave.

These officers didn't just break rank—they broke chains. Their reward? Scars, exile, empty bank accounts. But their legacy? A cleaner shield, a louder oath, a safer tomorrow.

America needs more like them—not medals, but muscle. Not statues, but safeguards. Because when a cop stands for there oath, they're not betraying blue.
They're saving it.

With unwavering respect,
A proud citizen

01/30/2026

My fellow Americans,
Think back to President Obama's words in twenty sixteen—he reminded us our brave police officers stake their lives daily, guardians of liberty from dawn till dusk, never truly off duty.
Cuba Gooding Junior nailed it too, labeling them today's heroes shielding our freedom. And etched in stone across this great nation sits their promise: to protect and serve, the heartbeat of American justice since the founding ideals.
They patrol our highways, stand watch over schools, rush into fires and floods—real patriots in uniform, upholding what makes us strong.
Yet here's the truth we can't dodge: honor cuts both ways. True blue demands they police their ranks too, report the few who tarnish the star, break that silence wall once and for all. Only then does their sacrifice echo the Stars and Stripes—unbreakable, fair, proud. Let's honor them by insisting on that standard.Only then, with fierce accountability baked in, and only then, when they own up to their own, can we have true justice.
Protect and serve—does it still hold? Damn right it does, but only if the badge weighs heavier than fear, only if every officer remembers why they swore the oath.
Stripes and stars aren't just on flags, they're on their sleeves too. Keep holding them up, keep questioning, that's how America stays free.

01/30/2026

Everyone should know these by heart. Our Rights no matter What.

01/30/2026

To live in fear of those who we entrust to protect us is not Justice. "To Protect and Serve" What happened to those sacred words.

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