Let's say for the sake of argument that you grew a crime scene cleanup company in Orange County, California, your home county. After a couple years your experience indicates that your county's government has crony employees in the coroner and administrator's offices, death's administrators for your county.
Meanwhile, your business does poorly, although you work hard night and day. You spend tens of thousands of dollars marketing.
You treat others as you would have them treat you. You grow older and realize that you have started your last decade. Now you begin to think more about Orange County's coroner's employee abuse of crime scene and suicide victim's families, the tax payers. The public good now means more to you than words in a big book. You understand that a good life has as much value as the good you place into life.
Now you enjoin the fight against corruption in local government as if you received this mission from God. But how do you know about corruption in your local government? How do you know you're not on a mission for a demon, a la René Descartes?
You must decide whose side you are on from these facts:
Let's say that over the course of 6 years something like the following occurs.
During these years you have conversations and read email about crime scene cleanup business in Orange County, California.
A competitor claims that he observed a county administrator congratulate a sheriff's employee after this employee received numerous county employee referrals. Your competitor then sends you and the coroner's department a letter as a testimonial to his observations. Your friendly competitor must go out of business because of cronyism in Orange County.
Orange County's corruption hurts your feelings and sense of justice because you expected better from your so-called "free country."
Then a newly arrived cleaning company's spokesperson assures that he has contacts in the coroners office and will have no trouble receiving referrals from the coroner's office. It happens that you literally were called to help clean with this person that you earlier befriended, unaware that you were to take part in growing corruption in Orange County. It happens that you refused to break a county administration seal on the death scene door.
Now you know about corruption in the coroner's office.
An Orange County Sheriff's Deputy, lady, calls you and seeks business advice as well as training information for her daughter. You ask, "But how will she find work?", to paraphrase. The deputy exclaims, "Well, I know people in the coroner's office," to paraphrase.
Over the years you receive one or two jobs a year in Orange County cleaning after suicides and unattended deaths. You never receive multiple death scene referrals from your hundreds of web pages or the Yellow Pages.
Over the years numerous murder-suicides and numerous homicides take place in single homes and apartments throughout Orange County. You never receive a call to clean any of dozens of multiple death scenes; yet your prices remain dirt cheap.
Repeated, but well spaced, telephone calls to the coroner's office produce different explanations about the coroner's referrals.
You know there's more to this story than you can remember. After all, you know that you're not paranoid. You know that your wife witnessed your experiences over the years. You know that others give feedback to the affirmative.
You learned long ago through many hours of reading and study that fascism is the imposition of capital through government manipulation and force. Now you know that Orange County's government has fascist elements in its death administration offices. You reasonably suspect that Orange County's cronyism, fascism, has long roots.
You wish that you were wrong and a simple explanation exists, but the facts over the years scream corruption. You know too well that many of Orange County's tax payers were gouged by crime scene cleanup companies because cronies in the coroner and administrator's offices chose the dark side of life, Mammon.
You know now whose side you are on; you're on a mission from God.
For the bereaved and the tax payers,
Eddie Evans, Crime Scene Cleanup