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This website expresses the personal opinions of its Author, the communication of which are protected by the First Amendment of The Constitution of the United States of America. It went online on March 20, 2024. Social Services Ex-Employee Assaults Father In An Attempt to Steal His Property Prior to Menacing Him With Her Former Co-Workers February 14, 2023 In November of 2022, Michael Davis sought North Carolina real estate in order to set up another small farm for his family's future. He found property in the Cherryville area, in Cleveland County, an old homestead that was ripe for renovation. Choosing to utilize the services of the listing agent as a "Dual Agent", he later found that the closing attorney recommended by the agent was a part of her same organization. Davis was unused to such a conflict of interest being possible, but assumed that he would be in good hands as he was working with a Realtor and an attorney. He was soon to find his family the victims of persecution due to epic greed perpetrated by over-privileged, influential individuals. The first odd occurance was that the seller refused to vacate his property. She maintained a locked, fenced-in compound with a trailer in it that was once a car dealership. This compound was locked with the utmost dilligence, and she kept a bulldog in it that was trained to menace anyone who approached. The woman, Debra Raines, claimed that the deed was a mistake, and that Davis was only supposed to obtain approximately half of his acreage. Although she paid $125,000 for the property four years ago and sold it to Davis for $175,000, she was still unsatisfied. Raines spent Davis's money on a nice house in Shelby early in December, but made a point of returning to Davis's property daily to simulate residency in the trailer. Raines utilized the services of two local attorneys, Brenton S. Begley and T. Brandon Jaynes, in an attempt to seize his acreage. Jaynes was the closing attorney, and he used every means at his disposal to coerce Davis into signing away his acreage. He even withheld the title insurance that Davis paid for. While most people assume that title insurance is guaranteed at the time of closing to those who pay for it, the reality is that an unscrupulous attorney can withhold the funds and documents from the insurer to ensure that the policy is not activated. Begley appeared for Raines in a suit to seize the real estate from Davis, who was forced to represent himself in the matter. Davis, uncertain about the nature of a place that would permit such actions, had the case removed to the Federal District Court. Incidentally, the Realtor lied about the nature of the property, and although she signed a Dual Agency agreement, she has appeared on the side of Raines in the legal action. Providing e-mails from Davis and even an Affidavit for Raines's attorney, she has chosen to avoid communication with Davis. Over the last few months, Davis posted notices on the fenced-in compound, and Raines called the deputies on him. He locked one of the two gates, hoping that she would depart from the other, and she called the deputies on him again. The compound and associated road frontage were apparently sacred to Raines, and she felt comfortable calling law enforcement on Davis when he tried to enjoy what she considered to be her part of his property. What could be behind such madness? Some observers claim that it is because the landowner is black. Either way, it turns out that there is to be a great deal of development on Cherryville Road, and Davis's property is to be worth more than he imagined. While insiders were long "in the know", many locals still have no clue. Raines called the deputies on Davis again and again, and they responded by appearing within minutes at his property. When Davis presented his arguments and proofs of ownership, demanding that they remove the trespasser, he was told that ownership was "disputed" and that it was a civil matter. Thus the woman that Davis refers to as "the Pirate" was allowed to have her way on his property. The notion that someone else can seize possession of one's property simply because they have started a frivolous lawsuit, or because they say it is disputed, seems absurd. Yet Raines was allowed to do this for months. As an aside, Blackbeard the Pirate was allowed to live in North Carolina long ago, under the agreement that he would give up his marauding ways. This leniency was the beginning of North Carolina's mistakes, as he was soon at sea once again. One day, Davis was determined to have a photograph of the hooded individual that Raines employed to cut the chain on one of his gates. He stood at the edge of the road, attempting to avoid contact with those individuals as he took his photographs. They noticed him, stopped their work on the other side of the compound, and began to approach him. Raines activated her phone and called 911, with a fake sobbing voice as she and her accomplice pursued Davis away from the compound. While one would expect false calls to 911 to be against the law, Raines got away with it once again. Davis was instructed by the Sheriff to file a 50c "no-contact" order against Raines. He did not think it was the right action, but a friendly deputy convinced him to obey the Sheriff. Upon filing it, he found that Raines had filed one against him on the same day, as regards his own property. Upon waiting in court for hours, Raines v. Davis and Davis v. Raines was finally on. The judge said that because Raines was not officially served yet, the hearing should be postponed until the next week, on January 30. Raines asked the court to hold Davis in the courtroom while she left, as if she was afraid. When next week came, there was more waiting prior to the case being on once more. Raines informed the judge that her lawyer, Brenton S. Begley, was too busy to come. And that he wanted it rescheduled for 10 weeks. Davis complained bitterly about the legal system being used as a tool to harass and bankrupt him by wasting his time. He wanted to be able to return to his home state of Virginia, to continue his work without interruption. He had provided proof that the property was his, as well as photographs of "the Pirate" pursuing him on his own property. The judge rescheduled the hearing to March 20. Raines asked, once again, for Davis to be kept in the courtroom while she departed. On February 11, Davis felt that he had learned to appreciate the consequences of being too patient with crime. He decided that there would be no more locking of the gates on his property, and so he entered the "sacred" compound and posted notices regarding the towing of the truck that Raines left there as a sign of her domination. When returning from the rear of the trailer, he once again found a deputy waiting for him. The two recognized each other and had a talk. It was fine until Raines arrived. Raines immediately approached the deputy demanding that they throw Davis off of his own property. She got into the deputy's face and threatened to "take [Davis] down". She marched angrily away, before returning to cuss Davis "like a sailor", all of which he recorded on his camera. Once Davis decided to leave, he bent over to write his name upon a No Trespassing sign. Raines used that opportunity to come from behind to deliver a blow to his face. The deputies were finally forced to arrest Raines. Raines put up a fight. The two deputies had to put her on the ground to handcuff her. They said they were taking her to jail. She apparently saw the outside of the jail, but was neither fingerprinted nor photographed. She was back on his property less than two hours later. She was apparently released on a signature, on an unsecured bond. Davis alleges that Raines is special. That there must be a number of special individuals who are backing her. He expected her to be pepper-sprayed or night-sticked long ago, but he has been informed that law enforcement is different in North Carolina. Let the reader decide if Raines is "special". As the sun set on Cherryville Road, Davis had settled down to an oatmeal stout and a little computer work. He needed some rest after being assaulted and bothered with the notion of North Carolina's bizarre protocol for dealing with criminals. His rest was disturbed by his children reporting a blue vehicle parked outside of his gate. One of Raines's associates brought a blue vehicle to his property that very day, so Davis was concerned. He believes that anyone who was allowed to get away with so much, whose crimes were escalating, could be rather dangerous. He quickly dressed himself and affixed his sidearm to his belt. He approached the gate with caution. A woman came out of the vehicle. It was not Raines, and yet her hair made him wonder if it was a sister of hers, bent on violence. It was a social worker. The police communications had received an anonymous call claiming that the caller was concerned for Davis's children. That they did not have running water or electricity. Some time ago, Raines was employed by Social Services of Cleveland County. On January 6th (a Friday), Raines, formerly of Social Services, had Cleveland Water shut off a line to the Davis's property after hours. She only found out later that Davis was ready for her, thus she was unable to discomfit his family by her actions. The social workers told Davis that they needed to walk through his house and that they needed to speak to each of his children. Davis, a Virginian, thought of King George quartering soldiers in his home. He thought of the Constitution. As he saw that one of the social workers was scared of guns, he returned to his house to exchange his gun for a camera. She was apparently displeased with cameras as well, but his patience was exhausted regarding other people's special needs. Despite Davis's explanation of the events of that day, of his assault by one of their former co-workers, the social workers would not leave him alone. It was obvious that he was in "distress", that they were giving him high blood pressure. The one asked again about electricity, and Davis pointed to his house and asked if they couldn't see light in the windows? She asked about water, and he told her to look at his shirt, to see if it looked dirty. He insisted that she smell him. She declined. She apparently had no understanding that the digital camera that he used to present footage of her former co-worker cussing him had to have been charged with something. The social workers were determined to enter his home, but he did not permit it. Instead, he insisted that they call the deputies so they could see what he was now being subjected to. They asked him to call himself, but he insisted that they call. The deputies told her that they were not interested in coming back. Davis insisted. They finally came, three deputies and a State Trooper. Davis lectured them until they felt the need to depart. Davis complains that the social workers showed no regard for his needs or the medical conditions they were subjecting him to by stressing him with idiotic questions and notions. In the Alps, St. Bernard dogs are known to carry casks of brandy about their necks to revive those who have succombed to cold conditions. The social workers brought no brandy (which Davis alleges was sorely needed), they did not hold his hand, they did not comfort him, instead they harassed him at the end of a long day that began with their former co-worker assaulting him. On the following Monday, Davis was determined that all government agencies involved in tormenting him should hear about the assault and scorch their ears with the video of Raines cussing him. His trip took him to the Social Services building. After speaking with two sensible ladies who answered the phones, Davis was allowed to have a sit-down with a social worker. He explained, in detail, the circumstances. The social worker seemed to find the story fascinating, but the details of the real estate crime spree did not seem worthy of documentation. Instead, she insisted that she needed to talk to his children, to see his water run, and to examine his electricity. Because of the anonymous call, his file could not be closed without obedience. Davis explained that after experiencing the lawlessness of the area, that his wife was now afraid of the local government. That she had no interest in having government employees near her or her children. Davis informed the social worker that his wife had worked with a social working organization in the past, and it seemed that a child molestor was involved with running the [board]. Davis considered it common knowledge that the government was more likely to molest than otherwise, see Hunter Biden. Davis explained that the government in his affairs was in violation of his religious beliefs. But the social workers didn't care about his religion and insisted that his file could not be closed until he obeys. Davis says that he can't make a living if he is forced to fool around with the most bizarre government that he has experienced. He believes that he has spent more time in the last few months with government employees than he has spent in his whole life. The social worker asked him what would make him happy, what he needed. He provides the following list that he hopes will serve: 1. Four 50-pin internal SCSI hard disks, preferably Seagate Hawk, and two external 68-pin SCSI cables. 2. Gun oil, preferably Break-Free CLP. 3. A keg of German, English, or Belgian beer. 4. Someone to buy his North Carolina real estate, right now. 5. A recommendation of a better state to invest in. If all of the aforementioned are provided, he alleges that he MAY provide proof of running water. And that the proof of electricity was obvious in the fact that he provided a burned DVD showing "the Pirate's" cussing-fest. He alleges that his children, being smarter than a number of other individuals in the country, are unlikely to be willing to talk to the government prior to them being of age to bear arms and write their own legal papers. And that he won't use force to make them obey random government employees, as it would be sinful and wrong. 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