When I was a child, I had terrifying nightmares in which I would try to scream but no sound would come forth. In some, the force of my will would finally overcome my speechlessness, the scream would come forth, and the nightmare would end. I am now 63 years old. For eight years, I have lived a real-life nightmare in which I have not been able to make any effective sound come out of my mouth. No one has taken notice or come to my aid. But finally the force of my will has overcome my speechlessness. This is my scream.
Please hear my complaint and rally to my cause! O my People, only you can rescue me from these judges, who pretend to hear my cries and to love the law, but who are wicked and secretly in league with my enemies! My enemies are your enemies, O my People, for they are the enemies of liberty and of justice and of the People’s Law. My destruction would also be your destruction and that of your children, so rally to my call and save me! “Lift a finger” to stand with me, and together we will expose these imposters, these vipers, these abominations, for what they really are, beneath their solemn robes and pious pretenses. These judges are enemies of the beautiful Constitution of the United States of America and Constitution of the State of California. These judges are our enemies, and we must expose them, free ourselves from their grip, and rip the robes of honor from their murderous shoulders!
(This is how the complaint will begin. Please help me with this by commenting on how this reads to you, whether it gets your interest, etc.)