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Gang Stalking- The devils always come out of the woodwork

The world seems to be getting stranger and stranger. Some of the things I’ve heard lately make me want to be on another planet.

Well, anyway, I had to go to the bank to try to resolve a problem I’m having with it. So far, it’s gone on for 6 days and no resolution.  While I was in the bank speaking with the banker,   a bank teller kept looking at me and laughing. I ignored him. Then one of the bankers came over to the teller and they both looked my way. I heard the teller say to the banker, “Huh, you came over to see the devil!!” and then both of them had a really good laugh before the banker went back to his desk.

I left the bank without saying anything. But then I decided “they’re not going to talk about me like that and get away with it”. So I returned to the bank. I asked the girl at the front if there was a manager around. She said “yes” and went to get the manager.

The manager came out and looked very angry.  I ignored her attitude and I told her  what the teller said to the banker. She stood in front of me and said nothing. So I said, “I didnt’ like their attitude. It was rude to talk about a customer that way.” Still, she said nothing. I kept looking at her for a response. Nothing. Then she finally said, “I’ll go over and have a talk with the teller.”  And she walked toward the teller. I left. I didn’t stay to see if she said anything to the teller. I have a feeling that I should’ve stayed. I bet money that she probably didn’t say anything to the teller.

This is one reason I hate going to the bank. The bank tellers are always rude and begin to laugh as soon as  I enter the bank. You’re probably thinking “why not change bank?” Why not change banks? Because exactly the same thing would happen and I’d be no better off. It might even be worse.

The bank I use is Wells Fargo and I’ve had problems in the past with their people. I’ve complained but nothing’s ever done.  And I don’t think, because I complained yesterday, anything is going to change.

And as to anyone being a devil, that’s like a pot calling a kettle black. They’re the devils. I go into the bank to get take care of  bank business and the devils always come out of the woodwork.

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Gang Stalking – “The urge to save humanity is almost always a false front to rule.”

H. L. Mencken, satirist, social critic, cynic,...

H. L. Mencken, satirist, social critic, cynic, freethinker (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

The urge to save humanity is almost always a false front for the urge to rule.”  H.L. Mencken

I cannot step out of my apartment without the freak next door coming into it.  Today, he stole my brush with which I scrub my back. He also stole the small light I use to type my blog.  I use it to see the keys.  I don’t put any lights on when I’m home because there are cameras in my apartment and  want to make it as difficult for them to see me as possible.  That piece of s–t has nothing else to do, but come into my apartment and go through everything I own. I got so angry when I came home and  found my scrubber and light missing, that I screamed at the bastard through the wall.  I told him that I was going to have him arrested.  And I will.  I’m sick of not being able to leave my apartment without the freak coming into it.  There’s nothing he won’t go through.  He goes into my refrigerator and steals my food, changes the brand of whatever I buy and replaces it with another brand, smashes my vegetables, takes deodorant from the bathroom, powder, soap, squeezes the toothpaste out of my tube, and, of course, he’s broken all my dining room chairs. He’s removed all the seats and shortened the legs on every one of the chairs.  Well, I could go, but I won’t, it’ll just make me angry and want to go next door and…..well, use your imagination.  Bastard!

That’s all I’m writing today. I’m too angry to write.  The more I write the more I want to go next door and, well…

But I want you to see this video:  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u2ebudnWlh4&feature=youtube

I can’t download it to my computer, but I think you should see it.

Have a good night all.

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Gang Stalking – We targets are the new MKUltra test subjects.

Angry Gorilla Monkey is the Strongest Animal o...

Angry Gorilla Monkey is the Strongest Animal of Zoo Apes (Photo credit: epSos.de)

Each year of the 1960's the CIA provided the T...

Each year of the 1960’s the CIA provided the Tibetans-in-exile with $1.7 million for guerrilla operations and $180,000 for cultural centers and international lobbying. World News Briefs; Dalai Lama Group Says It Got Money From C.I.A. New York Times. October 02, 1998 (Photo credit: Wikipedia)


Unabomber (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Forensic sketch of the Unabomber, commissioned...

Forensic sketch of the Unabomber, commissioned by the FBI, drawn by Jeanne Boylan. This copy was found at the url: http://members.aol.com/alvertc/Sketch.gif. According to Encarta, the drawing was released by the FBI in 1987. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

English: Theodore Kaczynski, the Unabomber, as...

English: Theodore Kaczynski, the Unabomber, as Faculty member at Berkeley. Cropped (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Do you remember Ted Kaczynski?  Probably not.  He’s the man who was sent to prison for life for sending bombs through the mail. He’s called the Unabomber.

Well, I was reading up on his life and I understand why he was so angry at the government.

While Kaczynski was attending Harvard, he joined a program that he thought was about debating personal philosophy with other students. What he got instead was a C.I.A. program that brutally and psychologically abused him and other students for three years. The students had to write essays about their personal beliefs and aspirations. The students were then attached to electrodes that monitored their physiological under bright lights and one-way mirror.  During that time the students were psychologically abused,  and also filmed.  After filming the students, an anonymous lawyer would come into the room, abuse them about their beliefs and aspirations, and play back the film to the students to show them how they reacted  during the torture and abuse them some more.  The program’s name is MKUltra. I’m sure you’ve all heard of the program.  The students were probably  the first ones tested and then it went out into the public for more testing.

From what I read, Ted Kaczynski was very angry with the program, and so were other students.  He often made mention of the program to family members and others. During the time he was part of the program Kaczynski appeared to be normal. I have a feeling that the MKUltra program did something to his mind.  As it is trying to do to our minds. It’s basically the same program, just keep abusing the person and see how far he can be driven to insanity.

The C.I.A. is still doing the tests, but now  on civilians who have no choice.  They just pick us out of the blue and torture us as they did  Kaczynski .

I’m sure the first ones that these tests were done on were apes and rats and other animals.  But testing on animals wasn’t enough, they have to continue doing it to  people.

I saw some pictures of apes who were kept in cages for 30 years and never let out.  Finally, after 30 years, they got too old for testing and were let go and taken care of by caring  human beings. The first time the apes were let out onto the grass, they didn’t know what it was and began picking on it.  One ape stopped and looked up at the sun and run back into the facility. But eventually, he came back out, climbed into a tree and stayed in the tree all night. These apes were psychologically abused, I’m sure, by the C.I.A.

I guess we targets are the new apes.  We’re the new test subjects.  It’s now our time to experience what the great apes experienced for 30 years.

It makes me sick thinking about what they did to the Great Apes.  Poor things. The Great Apes had no choice and neither do we targets.

I guess the C.I.A. nazis are still doing their job with new subjects.

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Gang Stalking – As I walk away, I curse them all…

English: Remy, caught in the act of stealing.

English: Remy, caught in the act of stealing. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

English: A at a parking lot next to the West V...

English: A at a parking lot next to the West Village Apartments in . (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Straßenschild Anger

Straßenschild Anger (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I just sat down to write my blog and outside my apartment there are about five, six kids jumping up and down, screaming their lungs off and just acting like a bunch of  riffraff.  Ah, isn’t a target’s life just wonderful.

I was at a store I won’t name. Those of you who read my blog know the name of the store and how much I hate the place. And I’m sure you who don’t know the name of the store are probably saying to yourself:  So why do you go there?  I go there because it’s convenient. I don’t have a car and I have to lug all the things I buy home.  This is the closest place to my apartment.

Well, anyway, as I was writing.

As soon as I stepped on the property of the store, the security guard passes by in his little toy car.  Every single time I go to the store, he’s the first thing I see.  As always, he gets on his radio and warns everyone in the store I’m on the way in.  The loud music begins to play as soon as I enter.  Everyone suddenly has to be where I am.  I go to the deli, no one around.  Not one soul, but suddenly, before I even give my order to the deli person, there are about ten, twelve people surrounding me.  While I’m waiting for my order, I feel someone watching me. I turn to my left, and there, in the cheese section, is a security guard watching me.  He immediately leaves and heads for the manager’s office.  He looked at me as if I was stealing something.  I was going through my handbag to get my debit card out before I went to the cashier.  While going through my bag, I feel someone else’s eyes on me.  It is the store manager, he’s staring at me and has a cart full of things trying to look as if he’s doing something.  I get my deli order and walk to get a bottle of water.  I get my bottle water and turn to see the store manager watching me.  I’m beginning to feel angry that these idiots are watching me.  I’d like to say something, but I control my outburst.

I go to the cashier to pay, there’s a person ahead of me in line and she’s paying the cashier.  Behind me, a line builds  up right away. Within about a minute, there are about twenty people in line. I can feel the anger building up inside of me  that I have to put up with this garbage everywhere I go.  I let a lot of the idiots get in line ahead of me.  I have to calm myself down, or else I’ll tell every one of the idiots off.  (Just writing this is making me angry.)

I finally get my debit card out and pay.

I head toward the door to leave.  There’s the manager standing by the door.  I give him a dirty look. I dare him by my look to say something to me.  He looks at me and he  looks like he’s about to say something, but decides not to.  He takes off with his cart. I leave the store and suddenly feel the urge to go back in the store and tell the manager off.  I go back in the store, but I can’t find the manager and quickly leave.  I know if I stay around the store, I will definitely be arrested.  I quickly walk away, all the time cursing all the idiots under my breath.

Another great day in Perplandia.

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Gang Stalking – Off Topic – PostaDay 2011 – Who is the most patient person you know.

The most patient person  I know, it’s certainly not me. I can’t think of too many people who  I think  fill that criteria.

The only one I can think of is my mother. My mother is no longer alive, but she was the most patient person I’ve ever known.

My mother was not a woman to lose her temper. In all the years, I knew her, I can think of very few times when she was not patient,  or angry.

I used to get angry when I was younger and saw someone be rude to her and keep her waiting. I used to think to myself why doesn’t she say something. But she never did. It used to annoy me to see someone keep my mother waiting for no reason. I wanted to shout at them and tell them to serve my mother, but I knew not to say  anything.  She was patient to a fault. And no matter what someone did, she was always polite and full of patience. I sometimes considered my mother a saint, and today more than ever.  And she always said “thank you” to someone who did not treat her right.

Now that my mother is gone, when I  don’t feel patient, I think of her and a calmness comes over  me.  I think about what she would do, and do it.  I realize she was right not to get upset.  Getting upset does  not  serve me well.  I  stay calm and do  not start screaming and yelling at someone for causing me  to be inconvenienced.  It only gives them power over me.  My mother knew that, but I didn’t.  Mothers are always right.  Love  and miss you, mom.

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Gang Stalking – PostaDay2011 – To all the idiotic gang stalkers.

Today,  I came home to discover  someone threw  soda on my front door,  and the walkway in front of my apartment.   Of course, I got  angry!  I’m getting sick and tired  of the constant  harassment.  I opened my door,  and inside there were footprints on the carpet  and twigs all over the  floor.

Every  day I have to come home to nonsense done by some idiot.  If it’s not one idiot, it’s another idiot.  Never, ever, do they leave me alone.  They don’t leave me alone when I’m home. When I’m home, I’m always getting  sprayed with pesticide.  I step out of my apartment, there’s an idiot waiting outside to do something to me.  I go on the bus, more idiots hitting me with weapons.  I go to the store, more idiots.  It just seems to me, the world is full of idiots.  I sometimes wonder if some of these idiots have any sort of life.  They spend their life trying to hurt me or someone else.  Their maturity level is that  of a two-year-old  (I apologize to two-year-olds for the insult).  What I would like to do to these idiots, I can’t say in this blog.  I’d probably get into trouble just stating what I’d like to do to them.  I would like to say to all the idiots who hound me day and night, may each and every one of you go straight to hell where you belong.  I’m sick of all your silly nonsense.  May someone do the same thing to all of you one day.  You  deserve whatever misery befalls you.

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Gang Stalking Off Topic – PostaDay 2011 – What’s the longest grudge you’ve ever held?

How long do you stay angry at someone or something?  What’s the longest grudge you’ve ever held? Why do you think we hold grudges?

The  longest grudge I’ve ever held is a few years.  I never used to be one to hold grudges, but after a few incidents, I learned to protect myself.  I used to be the type that I’d get angry at someone and turn around and talk to them.  But over the years, I’ve learned sometimes it’s safer to stay away from some people and have nothing to do with them. These are the sort of people who act nice in front of your face and turn around and stab you in the back.  It’s just better to give up on them.  It’s really not about holding grudges, it’s about protecting one’s self.  I haven’t spoken to the person I mentioned in years.  I discovered she wasn’t a friend but someone who was continually doing everything in her power to denigrate and lie about me.  I forgave her a few times, but after one too many times of finding out she was making a mockery of our friendship, I felt safer just walking away from her and keeping her out of my life forever.  If that’s holding a grudge, then it’s a grudge that’s giving me peace of mind.

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