Tuesday, June 15, 2010


For the benefit of new readers, here is a very brief outline of the crimes committed by the self-proclaimed "partners in crime", including their hate mail and thinly veiled threats.
Scene of the Crimes: 4995 Prince of Wales, NDG, Montreal, Quebec
Time of the first crime:: October 7, 1996
The Thieves: Dawn McSweeney and her "partners in crime" as she calls them on her own blog.  http://graspingatintangibles.blogspot.com/ 
Dedicated to partners in crime and kindred spirits.
Voyeurs and well wishers also welcome.
The Victims: Phyllis Carter and the Rubin Family
All the details of these crimes have been reported to the Montreal Police repeatedly since October 7, 1996. The Montreal Police do nothing.
Along with seven pages of precious inventory, Dawn McSweeney also stole my oil paintings that were still on the walls at 4995 Prince of Wales on the day I was attacked there and evicted, empty-handed, by a Montreal Police officer - without benefit of any legal procedure and with no justification but the word of my attacker.
Along with all my best jewellery and the precious items left to me by my beloved husband, Dawn McSweeney and her "partners in crime" stole my father's books - Leaves of Grass, The Iliad, classics, mysteries, art - books my father enjoyed and cherished. I could go online and find some of these titles and buy them, but it would never be the same. The thieves stole our family's heritage.
Dawn McSweeney and her associates stole our family home, family photographs, jewellery, personal treasures, gifts, our memories, our souvenirs - our peace, our family. The robbery shattered our family and then their crimes continued because no one would stop them. But as our quest for justice accelerates, others are becoming more interested in knowing why the so-called justice system has allowed these criminals to continue enjoying the spoils of their deeds, and some people are beginning to ask questions of our political leaders.
At the time of my mother's death, hate mail started to arrive and hate messages were posted on my blog. I know now that this was the work of Alex Lavergne.
At the time, we didn't know yet about the ersatz will made in my mother's name by Kenneth Gregoire Prud'homme and supported by my naive sister, Debbie. At the time, 1995, my mother was 92 years old, and handicapped mentally and physically. She had been kept in total isolation by the "partners in crime" for almost a decade. And the Montreal Police - again - refused to investigate.
To try to discredit, intimidate and silence me so that I could not protest against this bizarre new will that was about to be revealed, Kenneth Gregoire, Prud'homme - my sister Debbie's new " husband " - obtained a court order declaring that I was insane and dangerous.
A judge signed the court order in four minutes without ever seeing me or speaking to me. There was no medical evidence. There were no witnesses except my sister Debbie who had not spoken to me since early 1997 and Kenneth Prud'homme who never met me.
The new will removed all the children and grandchildren from my parents' original wills and left everything to Dawn McSweeney, Debbie McSweeney and Kenneth Gregoire Prud'homme. The last I heard - in June, 2009 - Dawn's father, Ed McSweeney had put a lien on the estate and Debbie and Prud'homme were living in dire poverty.
Phyllis Carter

March 10, 2009
My mother was buried on June 21, 2007. We were not told when she died.
The hate mail started on June 26, 2007. I reported it to the police the same day.
On June 27, 2007, the police came after me with the court order for a 30 day mental evaluation, accusing me of being insane and dangerous.
Weeks later, I found out that a complete stranger wanted me silenced - and why: My accuser, the mise en cause who applied for the court order, was one Kenneth Gregoire Prud'homme, a person I do not know and with whom I have never spoken.
This same Kenneth Gregoire Prud'homme was named as liquidator of a will made in my mother's name when she was approximately 92 years old, and handicapped mentally and physically. She had been kept in total isolation for nine years, under the sole influence and total control of Debbie and Dawn McSweeney and their associates -
My mother was totally dependent on them for nine years. They held her life in their hands. My mother would have done anything to avoid being placed in a nursing home. Anything. She had told us - her children - that she dreaded that more than death. She said she had twice had near-death experiences and she did not fear death, but she was terrified of being placed in a nursing home or a public residence.
The perpetrators of this scheme knew that when I found out about the 2005 will, I would start investigating the circumstances of the creation of such a document. I had to be discredited, intimidated and silenced.
Phyllis Carter

Sunday, August 30, 2009
After my darling husband died in 1992, I couldn't find a job in Montreal. Finally, I went to Ontario to look for work. I was widowed, unemployed, homeless, destitute and before long, very seriously ill.
I was rescued by a family I met through a church seminar for executives and professionals seeking work. They brought me into their home and we became very good friends. Their teenage children loved me.
I was very sick. Early in 1994 my mother appealed to me to come home. I returned to Montreal and moved in with my aging parents. My mother had no friends. She lived as a hermit, a recluse for decades.
In the summer of 1996, the Ontario family who had taken me in and helped me when I was so sick and desperate paid a brief visit to Montreal with their two teenagers.
I appealed to my mother to let them drop in for a brief visit. While the adults sat in the living room talking, Dawn McSweeney showed up at the house. She lured the two teenagers out of the house under the pretext of befriending them.
When my friends left, Dawn told my mother, in my presence, that the teenagers had only pretended to love me and that, in fact they despised me.
Dawn McSweeney could not bear the fact that I was loved. She had to poison my mother's mind. She hated the fact that I had become a Christian and she knew my parents were upset about it. She hated the fact that I stood up and spoke out about her cruel behaviour. She hated the fact that I was living with my parents. She hated the fact that I had friends and respect. She worked her hatred on my mother.
This incident was one of the first signs of the crime that would follow in October, 1996. But then there was Dawn McSweeney's childhood ....
June 26, 2007
I have received an email that I forwarded to a friend . He believes I am in real danger. We will try going to the police together. Here is his evaluation : The hate mail follows:
Phyllis this is a real person trying to terrorize you. I think you should take this as a real concern. The person created this can solely to scare you. It is a hotmail account. You should report it to the police and have Hotmail disable this account immediately. Ask them to help you track down the IP address the email was send from and then find the computer and the possible the culprit.
I think this threat should be taken seriously.
Forwarded Message:
Subj: phylliscarterhatemonger
Date: 26/06/2007 5:09:43 P.M. Eastern Daylight Time
From: phylliscarterhatemonger@hotmail.com
To: Phyllis Carter
Sent from the Internet
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Page after page after page of this. And it is sent using my name. We did go to Station 11 and file a complaint. A few weeks later, I received a phone call from the police saying the case was closed.
The following hate messages were written right into my own blog, and not added as a comment. Somehow these criminals found a way to access my blog. I have never given my code names to anyone. The writer is computer savvy.
Note that the date of the first hate message on my blog was June 27, 2007, the day after I received the first hate message on email and reported it to the police, and the date on which the court order was obtained and the police came for me.
Phyllis Carter said...
Might try the phone at:
My phone number
Me, Phyllis Carter
June 27, 2007 12:31 PM
Phyllis Carter said...
Of course you could always write to me at my home address but then you would all know where I live. I suppose I should just take down this silly site and move on with my life. If I don't take down the site I will surely put my address up here with instructions on how to find me... Maybe some nice pictures too.
Have a terrible day all.
Me, Phyllis Carter
July 6, 2007 10:55 AM
Phyllis Carter
Age: 107
Gender: Female
Astrological Sign: Capricorn
Zodiac Year: Rat
Occupation: Crazy Lady
Location: Montreal : Quebec : Canada
About Me
I'm crazy, crazy for being a lunatic.
eating babies
Favorite Movies
Crazy as a Fox
Favorite Music
Sicko perversions
Favorite Books
Satan Rules!
Phyllis Carter Hate Monger
Wednesday, June 27, 2007

Phyllis Carter Uber Nut!
Call me, write me, hate me:
My email address
My telephone number
Posted by Phyllis Carter at 9:43 AM
Labels: Phyllis Carter
Phyllis Carter
Still a crazy lady.
Latest news: She ate a kitten!
Posted by Phyllis Carter at 9:39 AM
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
Phyllis Carter Hates God
It has come to my attention that one Phyllis Carter of Montreal hates God and all that the bible stands for. She worships Satan by dancing around her cauldron of hate on all the Sacred days. I heard she ate bats wings for Christmas and laughed. She has been seen dancing naked on her own mothers grave while taking any number of foul drugs. How could this be?... She's sick, sick, sick! That's how! Please be aware of the dangers from this evil woman, she may try to steal your babies and convert them to Satan!
In conclusion,  Phyllis Carter BAD

Posted by Phyllis Carter at 12:53 PM 2 comments
Labels: Phyllis Carter hates god
I don't know how they post messages using my name. They actually entered their hate message in the midst of my own message They published my phone number and threatened to publish my home address if I didn't stop pursuing the robbery case.
Alex Lavergne, mocks my deadly illness. 
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Dawn McSweeney's "partner in crime" Alex Lavergne - who also calls himself "theInk" - posted a comment on my blog on August 30, 2009. See below.
"My oncologist found that my blood calcium was dangerously high and I was so dehydrated that I was on saline drip and nutrients for days. I have since been diagnosed with bone cancer.
Phyllis Carter "
thelnk said...  Cancer?! There is a God after all, and he's sending you to hell you crazy old bat!
August 30, 2009 3:39 PM

1 Comment -
Alex said...

That's right; I still maintain your crazy, and after all the false accusations you've flung my way, I would feel nothing but a pleasurable relief at the knowledge of your passing. You're a hateful, delusional and manipulate psychopath who offers nothing to this world but God-given capacity of converting oxygen into carbon-dioxide. Do the world a favour and drop dead!
September 4, 2009 6:04 AM
Alex Lavergne wants me to know that he knows where I live.
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Most thieves want material items - money, jewellery. Dawn McSweeney wanted all that, but in this case, the thief also deliberately tore apart my family.
Alex said...
I'll make this simple for you. I never stole anything from you. Dawn never stole anything from you, and neither of us have anything to do with your younest sister and her boyfriend. Any hatred regarding your parents estate should be directed at Debbie. Take your meds and start seeing reality. If you can't, then I just want you to know that you wont get hurt if you try standing in front of a Train on the tracks by your place. So go on, try it.

November 4, 2009 
                        Luke  18

1 comment:

Phyllis Carter said...

CORRECTION: Kenneth Gregoire Prud'homme made the will in my mother's name in 2005, not in 1995.