Gang Stalking – To targets July 4 is just another day of torture.

The f—s stole my keys again. This is the second time in about 3 weeks. The first time, I was at the library. I got up from the computer to see the librarian. Came back, keys gone! Second time, today. Someone kept walking by  my apartment door stomping his/her feet. I finally got up and opened the door slightly and put a mirror  in front of the door so I could see who passed by. But, then, I got up for a minute to get some tissues to wipe my face. Stupid mistake. I’d  forgotten I left my keys on my bed, which faces the door diagonally. I quickly ran to the bed, keys gone! I’m sure the one who did it  is the woman who cleans  empty apartments. She passed by me with a big smile on her face. Bitch!

Anyway, I didn’t lose my cool. That’s what they want me to do. I went down to the office and explained what happened and I should have my keys by tonight(hopefully).

July 4 is a day for hamburgers, hot dogs, potato salad and all those good things we all love. But I don’t celebrate Independence Day. Why should I? I’m not free.  On the day I gain back my freedom, I will celebrate our independence from British rule, or maybe not. All of us targets experience torture every day. There’s not one minute we’re left alone, anyway, I’m not. That’s not independence in my opinion. That’s  why I don’t celebrate July 4.

If you’re a target and celebrate the 4th of July, have a happy July 4.

To me, July 4 is just another day of torture.

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Gang Stalking – Happy St. Paddy’s Day, everyone.

Four leaf clover (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

St Patrick’s Day Parade, NYC, 2012 (Photo credit: specialoperations)

English: this color is orange (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

English: Wikipedia Saint Patrick’s Day (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

It’s  St. Patrick’s Day already.  How time flies when we’re having fun, fun, fun.

But I remember St. Patrick’s Day being a fun day.  I used to attend Catholic school and we always had the day off.  We would make a point of  ticking off the public school kids because they had to go to school.  The public school kids had a lot more days off then we did, and they would shove it in our faces when we had to go to school on their holidays.  It was all in fun, though.

I also remember at work, everyone wore green, no matter what race, religion, color, we all became Irish on St. Patrick’s Day. (The only color that got someone in trouble on St. Patrick’s Day was wearing orange.  It has something to do with the British. If you’re ever in New York on St. Patrick’s Day, don’t wear orange. It’s not a good thing.)

And I loved seeing  the green line painted down Fifth Avenue for the parade.  And the food was green, green bagels, green beer, green everything, and eating corned beef and cabbage (the best) was the food of the day.

The restaurants were “Standing Room Only.”  It was hard to find a restaurant to eat in. Every restaurant had people standing in line waiting to get in.

I have fond memories of St. Patrick’s Day in New York.    Since I left New York, I haven’t found too many cities that celebrate St. Patrick’s Day as they do in New York.

Memories of the past…

Anyway, happy St. Patrick’s Day to everyone.  Eat some corned beef and cabbage, and wear the “green.”  No orange, please.  And carry a four-leaf clover for luck.

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