I went back to Occupy Las Vegas today. As soon as I entered the encampment, a very weird feeling came over me. It was like an omen. It was a bad vibe I got.
Yesterday, when I joined the Occupy group, I didn’t have the same feeling. There were a few people I was suspicious of, but I decided to just ignore them. I felt comfortable with most of the people. When I returned today, I got a very uncomfortable feeling. Most of the people who were in the group yesterday were gone. The people from today’s protest were new, and everything felt a little strange. I got my sign and began to walk back and forth. But I decided to take a good around at all the new people. All of them were sitting around and not doing much of anything. They were on their computers, playing with their phones, or just talking to each other. None of them appeared to be concerned with what is happening in the world. And one man wore an “Anonymous” mask. He had been at the encampment the day before, and never took the mask off. He was also dressed as a business person. I think he was telling the gang stalkers what to do. They were there because someone ordered them to be there.
I kept looking around, and every one of them had their eyes on me. They were not there to protest, but to harass me. The whole place was full of gang stalkers. I called a few of them on it,and their reactions told me volumes. I was right, most of the freaks were gang stalkers making believe they were protesters. They do not care one bit about what is happening in the world. They were after me, as always. I decided that it was time for me to leave. I grabbed my bag, and shouted that there were no real protesters, just a bunch of phonies. I walked away quickly before I got angry and said something else. They didn’t deserve a second of my time.
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