HOUSE OF CARDS
When good men do nothing, evil triumphs!
July 1, 2009
I am no longer frightened to tell my story ... Richard Shumaker
An old acquaintance of mine once told me, "Never put a man in a corner with no way out. If you do, you will create an extremely dangerous person." Forced into impoverished retirement, all worldly goods taken and my character destroyed, I have nothing else to lose and no one left to fear. I am no longer frightened to tell my story, no matter who it injures.
It began in mid-2006 when American Express asked the USPS to investigate my activities with certain credit card accounts in Pennsylvania during the previous year alleging money laundering or factoring (creating money from credit cards). American Express had closed these particular accounts prior to the investigation claiming $545,291 was yet owed. Remember this statement.
After meticulously applying deductions rightly payable to me by American Express, I found that instead of owing American Express, American Express owed me; big time. The accounts in Pennsylvania were wrongfully closed and calling for an investigation into the matter was preventable and pointless. After calculating the loses from wrongfully canceling the Pennsylvania card facilities, American Express may have inadvertently created a seemingly bottomless pit of formidable damages which could adversely affect the investigation, investigators, and all legal staff connected thereto. The longer this situation drags out, the greater the damages and more widespread the publicity ... both critical to my victory.
From both the unwarranted closing of accounts and the senseless investigation, by my calculations, American Express owes me and my companies a verifiable $20,000,000. not including substantial personal, family and business damages yet to be quantified. Ever since the DA's office in Pittsburgh demanded the cancellation of a July 11, 2007 bargaining meeting with American Express - for reasons later confirmed to be fictitious - financial talks have stalled.
Had none of this occurred, I would never have found the passion to probe through boring records and old notes to uncover the whole story of what happened to me over the past seven years, particularly the last five. What I found astounded me. By now, most of what went on is forgotten, prejudiced or simply lost. Now, it is not. Everything I report is corroborated.