Well, I finally got to see my nephew. The visit lasted about two hours and he had to get up early to go to work. I thought he was attending a convention at The Las Vegas Convention Center, but he’s not. He’s here to work. He’s here to work on drones. He makes them so the government can target people. He told me he gets paid very well. So well that he thinks it’s worth it to live away from his family. He travels all over the world on the contractor’s money. His firm, I don’t remember the name he told me, is a subcontractor for the government. The subcontractor makes drones and every person makes different parts. He told me the part he makes, but I can’t remember what it is. The thought that my nephews makes weapons of destruction does not make me happy. But obviously, he’s happy in his job and it pays very, very well. At first I thought he hit targets, so this makes me feel better that he’s not killing anyone. He’s only making the weapons.
My nephew will be returning in three weeks and we’re planning(?) to see the Las Vegas I don’t get to see. The Vegas a lot of visitors don’t even know about. The mountains, the great parks, etc.
Did I discuss what’s happening to me? Yes, but only slightly. He asked me if I was happy? I said to him, “Do you want to know the truth or hear a lie?” He said a lie. So I told him how happy I am and how great it is living in Las Vegas. And he knows I’m a target and what’s happening to me. Well, I don’t want to bore you to death about my nephew’s visit, but he is like the rest of my family. He’s going along with the program to harass me. A few things happened which definitely told me he is in the program. But I want to keep him in my life and I don’t want to mess that up. I’m sure he will read my blog, or he’ll be told what I wrote about him. So the less I say the better.
I hope after reading my blog, my nephew will still want to talk to me. I don’t know how he’ll take it reading about himself. But the truth is the truth.