Written by Mike Wolf   

In the coming weeks I will be sailing to Mexico on my 65' yacht. She is a stunning ship, quite roomy, and all mine. I should be arriving in Mexico to my destination in the Sea of Cortez in the coming months, and plan to take my time getting down there. But this is no pleasure cruise. This is a voyage to safety for an American forced to flee the country for his very life.

I have been run out of town from the last five places I've lived: Idaho, Washington, Humboldt County, and twice from Stockton, and now Sonoma County, mostly by law enforcement or with their help.

I'm on the terrorist watch list. I've been arrested and thrown in jail because I turned in a grow operation protected by a federal officer who used the NSA database to find me online and set me up.

I have been terrorized, forced into slavery, harassed and stalked by hundreds of people for over six years, so far. And law enforcement will no longer act on my reports, not even my report of being molested by a county counselor in 1994 over a period of several months. The FBI agent I spoke with didn't even ask for my contact information.

I have been discriminated against in medical care, benefits, and spent four years working as my own attorney, spending 30 hours a week to defend myself against accusations by social workers that I was faking injury to get $339/month (which I found odd considering I made $125/hour as a programmer, a job I loved, compared to 120 hours per month to get $339...). And that wasn't enough, I was also mistreated and discriminated against in county courts in Idaho, Washington, and California. I am illegally blacklisted in Idaho, Washington, and California. The governors of each state refuse to take my phone calls asking for assistance with state agencies. Senator Feinstein ignored my requests for help with Social Security. And when I asked Senator Feinstein to help with discrimination by HUD in a discrimination complaint, she asked them if I was being discriminated against and sent me their reply as if I was expected to blindly accept her placation.

It took me ten years to get on Social Security Disability, something I was forced to do myself as four lawyers failed me.

That's right, I'm disabled; not a criminal; not a serial killer; not a terrorist; and not even a politician. I'm disabled, and suffer from a horrific condition called Executive Function Disorder (which I encourage you to look up, rather than doing what everyone else in my life does and just assuming you know what it means). Please go do that now, the rest of the article will wait for you.


And in 2012, when I finally received my disability and backpay, and had spent a year trying to get the diagnosis I needed so I could prove to housing authorities that I was so disabled as to need someone living with me to help take care of me; that proof wasn't good enough, and I was yet again denied the help I need so badly to survive. That was the final straw.

My initial decision was seek asylum in Sweden; which I had already been trying to do via a reality show. That didn't pan out, so I thought about flying, until I was put on the terrorist watch list thanks to Oprah Winfrey. So I tried to book passage on a freighter. Then I tried a private sailboat.

I realized the only way I could safely get to a country which wouldn't systematically deny me the right to life, was to sail there myself. So I sold my 1965 Sunbeam Tiger, combined it with my disability backpay, and bought the biggest sailboat I could afford.

I have tried every thing imaginable to solve my problems. But the fact is, my problem is Americans. Americans don't care. No one gives a shit about me, about my condition, nor about the fact that I am disabled and cannot help my condition - I am universally held accountable to my condition despite it being medically defined as beyond my control (that's what disability means...dis = not...something I am unable to do...and in my case, it is controlling aspects of my brain.)

Ironically, the reason I must leave is because Americans do not hold their elected leaders accountable, nor do they hold those who they pay to serve them accountable. In fact, I bet most of you reading this forget the fact that it is us who pay the salaries of all government officials and employees because they work for...wait for it...that's right, you and I.

It appalls me that I am forced to leave under these circumstances. And what is the worst aspect is that I have to leave in a hurry, and may have to do so alone - because no one cares enough to listen to me when I tell them I have disabilities that cause them to judge me. I am not my disabilities, I am trapped by them. I am far more affected by them than anyone who I deal with - who almost universally complain, usually to others, about how horrible it is to have to deal with me; never for an instant imagining how frustrated I must be dealing with these disabilities 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, every day now and forever.

I leave America knowing full well the future that awaits the nation. For how I have been treated, I feel justified in having mixed feelings, for even pondering the notion of even momentarily enjoying the fact that those who have treated me so badly - including family and former friends - will "get theirs" when this country finally falls from grace, as it has already started to do.

My biggest fear is not the oceans, nor sharks, nor storms. My biggest fear is being mistaken for an American in my travels abroad. We haven't exactly made friends around the globe; not that any of you would know that for the television viewing habits you have. Fortunately for me I am of heritage that is common in other parts of the world and can get away with passing myself as any of a number of ethnicities if I need to protect myself from anti-american sentiment as I anticipate running into, especially as the rest of the world begins to see the truth about America.

I don't hate America or Americans by any means. I love my country. We have some incredible ideas and things going on here. The FCC, US Coast Guard, our maritime fleets and infrastructure, much of our basic infrastructure is tops in the world. But it is now being run by incompetent people who when they do think, think only of and for themselves. I hate what America has become, and I hate the actions and attitudes of my fellow Americans. I do not like that I have to feel this way, but I cannot simply abide by the actions of people who justify their harming of every aspect of this planet by pleading ignorance. You are all adults, and you should damn well know better.


What does my disability mean by the way, as I'm sure you didn't go do any research? It means I can't think by myself. Too bad most who read this won't be able to understand what that means. Too bad for me, and for anyone else who suffers from Executive Reasoning Disorder.

The good news for you is that your problems can be fixed, and you don't need help. You just need to get off your lazy ass and start thinking for yourself.

Adios, America.

PS: I do care, despite the fact that none of you cares about me.