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Thursday, September 25, 2014: Today we are focused on Causa Penal 593/2010 in the Tijuana criminal court. For the Howitt’s, this is the case Adriana Coronel Tenorio (AKA Adriana Howitt Coronel, Ari Coronel, Ari Coronel Tenorio, Ari Howitt, Ari Howitt Coronel) does not want you to know about. Neither does Axel Alvarez Coronel (AKA Axel Coronel) and Maria Guadalupe Tenorio Toledano (AKA Lupita Tenorio, Marsha Tenorio).

August 7, 2010. That is the day Causa Penal 593/2010 started. Check this case out in the criminal court for yourself. No joke, there was a time when I though this was the last day I was going to exist on Earth. When being in a Mexican prison is a better option than being handcuffed to the back of a Tijuana police truck, driven around town for several hours as if the town was on fire and not knowing if they were taking me to the desert to put bullet in my head. One can surmise how this would be “the end”. I could not live with the fact that if I was killed by the Tijuana Police, the only semblance of my legacy Samantha would know of me was going to come from the one person who would have been responsible for having me killed in the first place.

By the way, gotta love technology. Seriously. WIFI on airplanes?

Anyway, I mentioned yesterday that everyone who knew of Adriana’s psychological makeup. The US State Department and the Mexican Central Authority had Adriana pegged as “unstable & dangerous” and that she was not going to take the latest Supreme Court decision lightly. And while I did everything I could to protect myself, there was no preventing what Adriana had in store for me on August 7, 2010. 

To set the stage properly, I have been actively involved in women’s charities for some time, namely breast cancer charities. I dated a girl in high school whose mother passed from the dreaded disease and to this day I have never forgotten the impact it had on that family. I even started a plastic surgery referral business in 2004 that was influenced by that that family, focusing primarily on reconstructive surgery for the brave men and women that proudly wore the US military uniform. Those who came home from the Middle East different than when they left. So, for a guy like me who raised a lot of money for breast cancer research alone, it’s quite the stretch for anyone with that knowledge to even conceive that I was capable of abusing any woman. BUT that is exactly what Adriana is trying to get you to believe. After all its the only excuse she can come up with for doing what she has done the last 6-years. 

On August 7, 2010, I was wearing blue jeans, tan sneakers and a Susan G. Komen 3-Day Breast Cancer Walk long-sleeve shirt. The Susan G. Komen 3-day Breast Cancer Walk was a 3-day, 60-mile walk which raised money for Breast Cancer research every weekend in various cities across the United States and the world. My mug-shot in prison was taken with this outfit on and is in the files of Causa Penal 593/2010. The US State Department will verify that in their files as well as they took pictures as they conducted their regular welfare checks on me while inside.

That day out of the blue, I found myself surrounded by a dozen Tijuana Police officers, guns drawn. I knew immediately this was a set up. Nothing in Mexico moves that fast and these guys came out of nowhere. And for no apparent reason other than when Adriana called and told them to ambush me. When I found out that 1/2 of the police there actually spoke perfect English, of course I tried to inquire as to what was going on. They were not having it.

Just prior, Adriana crashed into 2 cars that day in order to make sure the plot to send me to prison for no reason went off without a hitch. The first car was when she tried to make a turn too fast and she crashed the driver side passenger door of the Chrysler PT Cruiser into a gray Dodge Neon. She did not even flinch, she kept going – much to the chagrin of the actual owners of the car who saw her hit it. Next she came face-to-face with a big white Ford Expedition. Adriana did not pull over to let it through on the narrow street. No. She plowed right into it trying to drive around it. The 4 women in the truck were fucking pissed. 

Somewhere along the way, Adriana’s friend and Maria Guadalupe ran to the scene. As the cops had their hands full with the owners of the vehicles Adriana hit, here comes Adriana’s friend and Maria Guadalupe and Adriana running in a full out sprint to catch up with the cops they bribed to the scene. Along the way, they were feverishly scratching their arms to try and sell a story that I tried to beat the hell out of them.

Here are the 6-people whose cars Adriana just crashed into trying to explain to the police what Adriana did and were sticking up for me at the same time. They told the police I was not doing anything but standing there with Samantha. Yes, Samantha was there to bear witness to this. So, 6 innocent people could not convince the police I did nothing wrong. Nor could they get Adriana arrested for reckless driving and causing destruction to public property. BUT Adriana, Maria Guadalupe and a friend convinced the police I tried to kill them as they feverishly scratched their arms right in front of the police. Telling them I actually caused the scratch marks to those very same arms they were scratching themselves right in front of them. Nah, there is no set up here.

The police clearly had a paid agenda and were going to stick to it. For me that meant being handcuffed to the back of a Tijuana Police pick up truck for several hours as they drove me around town. I could not help but wonder if the only way I was returning to US soil at that point, was in a body bag. Adriana, her friend, Axel and Samantha were in a car following us. Adriana’s friend video recorded the ride. I was able to pull my camera phone out of my pocket and return the favor. I have some great pictures of this mite-sized shit stain of a human being flipping me the bird as this was going on. 

As the days went on for me behind bars, Adriana was stepping her game up. It took her couple days, but finally she figured out a story for her, her friend and Maria Guadalupe to stick to. They were going to try and sell to the DA that I tried to kill the three of them. That I broke Adriana’s neck and broke one off one of her fake boobs. That after I was done with them, I tried to kill her Axel. That after all that I turned my attention to the Tijuana Police, several of them caught a beating from me before finally subduing me. So, rather than go to the emergency room with this “broken neck”, Adriana followed me around town handcuffed to a Tijuana Police pickup truck. I saw what happens when guys try to pick fights with the police, any police. That typically does not end well for the person. I have always respected the badge no matter what city I am in. I saw first hand what happened to a guy who tried to pick a fight with the cops in Tijuana. He could not walk for 4-days. Oddly enough, after trying to allegedly kill 3 grown women, 1 healthy teenager and several police officers, there was not a scratch on me. Adriana never could explain that to the DA’s office. Maria Guadalupe tried, oh yeah. She offered up to the DA that I had special forces training and was trained to kill people in mass, Jason Bourne style. She actually said that. It’s actually in the file.

As with all of Adriana’s stories, it did not take long for their stories to fall apart. Before it was all said and done, there are officially 15-different accounts from these three women. 15! If the Howitt’s and Isaias Palomeque (AKA Isaias Uzziel Palomeque, Isaias Palomeque Vergara, Project Manager at DJO Global) did their homework, they would have read all about the criminal court clerks and the judge asking Adriana how a guy like me who is deeply involved in women’s charities, and even started a business with that in mind, could possibly be in this position? Never mind that on a Saturday afternoon, a gringo with a 3-Day Breast Cancer shirt on, would beat the crap out of 3 women and several Tijuana police officers in the middle of a busy Tijuana street. But that is exactly what Adriana, her friend and Maria Guadalupe were trying to sell.

Investigating Causa Penal 593/2010 will uncover the numerous attempts by the court to persuade Adriana into dropping the case entirely because they knew she was lying. When she refused, like all the other times, we were forced to embarrass her in court by exposing her for the pathological liar she is. When it was time for Adriana to take the stand and face the music, she took the stand. She swore under oath she would tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth. But Adriana doesn’t know how to do to any of the above. AND when she painted herself into a corner, she literally got sick. Her skin turned ghost white and was sweating profusely. She was very nervous, probably because I sat right across from her and never took my eyes off her as she wilted under the intense pressure and scrutiny. A court representative saw what was going on and gave Adriana a trash can to vomit in. Instead, Adriana jumped off the stand and decided to make a run for it. Literally. She ran out of the court room, out of the building and into the parking lot never to be seen from again. Her attorney, Oscar Ivan Diaz Gomez followed suit although he pretended to be on an ubber important phone call in order to get out of that court room. Yet he too disappeared never to be seen again. Yes, it was that bad for them. In fact under the circumstances, Adriana decided to continue to drag the proceedings out – against the court’s recommendations. Why? Because Adriana knew that no matter how the situation played out, the damage was already done. Even as her 15-different versions of events were blowing up in her face, that did not stop her from using the situation to put a hold the landmark Supreme Court decision she just lost. Which is exactly what this was all about in the first place. 

Never mind Adriana’s own doctor testified against her – saying she was lying the day she walked into his office. That she was faking her injuries. The broken neck Adriana said she had, well according to her own doctor he testified Adriana was lying because that neck injury is 100% fatal to anyone who gets it. Yet Adriana is very much still alive. Not to mention, she never went to the hospital remember? She was following me around as the Tijuana Police had me handcuffed in the back of their truck.

Never mind the police officers Adriana bribed to take me on that joy ride and to prison that day. They too testified against Adriana, saying they never believed her story. And if they had investigative authority at the time, they would have never gotten involved. That was their way of apologizing to me once they realized what Adriana did to Samantha.

Never mind the judge presiding over this case going on the record telling Adriana to drop the case, which she eventually did 15-months later. This is all on the record and I am handing it to the Howitt’s on a silver platter: Causa Penal 593/2010.

Ironically, Adriana is on record as to saying that she wanted nothing more than for her and I to fix our issues so we can be married and go in a honeymoon to France together. Now it was my turn to reach for the trash can because I was going to vomit. Adriana would indeed go to France, on my dime no less, but I had no intention on gong on that trip. Oh no, Palomeque went on that trip. Here is Palomeque’s personal You Tube page with the video of him recording his flight.

The point of all this is for you to investigate Causa Penal 593/2010 and fill in the blanks on your own. More importantly, you will see the several attempts Adriana made to actually drop the case only to literally run from the courthouse the moment she had to face the judge and tell him she was lying. Even though there would have been no consequence for Adriana to actually do the right thing. FINALLY, after the 8th time of pulling such shenanigans, Adriana did drop the case and fully admitted she made the whole story up.

The sad part about all this is that Samantha and I called Adriana when she was in Biarritz, France and asked her to to bring us back souvenirs from France given I was the one fitting the bill for her and Palomeque to be there in the first place. It’s the least Adriana could do under the circumstances, don’t you think?

Like I said yesterday, the question you should be asking yourself is that if Adriana can bold face lie to police, United States Border Patrol and Immigration Agents, court representatives AND local, state and federal judges, what makes you so special that she has not or will not lie to you?

Aiding & abetting a child abductor is a serious crime in pretty much every country on the planet.