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Gang Stalking – Maybe my blog has changed some things.

I’ve written this blog for 4 years now (thank you, WordPress.com  for letting me know), and I really thought I haven’t really accomplished anything. But rethinking it, I think I have. For instance, a few changes were made on buses, in the library, etc.

When I first arrived in Las Vegas, there were perps who used to carry backpacks. All of them carried a backpack with pesticide in it and a sprayer. They sprayed the pesticide on me. I used to get on the bus and the bus company put in a lot of vents. The bus driver would open up the vent and the pesticide would come streaming down on me. I realized how dangerous this was to my body. I didn’t complain to the bus driver because I knew it would do no good. What I did instead was tell the bus driver  he was spraying pesticide every day he hit the vent.  And I told him/her that the stuff was going into his lungs for 8 hours a day. I told this to every bus driver on every bus. After a while, I noticed, the spraying stopped. Not to stop it from spraying me, but because the bus drivers  probably complained about the pesticide going into their lungs. And up to this day, no spraying on the bus. And I think  I had something to do with it.

And then when I came into the library, the library also put in a lot of vents. I would sit down to wait for a computer and the a fine mist of pesticide would come streaming down on me.  I also played the same head games with the librarians. I told them that the thing that was being sprayed was pesticide and it was going into their lungs. The spray disappeared. The vents never go on no now. There are still a lot of vents in the library, but no more spraying. The librarians didn’t know that it was pesticide being sprayed. I made sure  they knew.

And then when I went for a walk, the same thing happened. Guys would walk round with backpacks with pesticide on their backs and a sprayer.  Well, I played with their heads, too. I told them, “Do you think  spraying that stuff isn’t affecting your lungs?  All the stuff you’re spraying is going into your lungs.” And I told them to read statics on men who do pesticide spraying for a living.  Men who work spraying pesticide for a living end up very sick and it’s hard for them to breathe.

So, the spraying in the bus, library, street stopped. But there’s one place, the pesticide spraying hasn’t stopped, and that’s in my apartment. I’ve had no luck with idiots who spray this stuff all night. They think they’re powerful because they know I have to sleep in my bed and there’s nowhere I get away from them. But it’s also affecting their lungs. Years from it will start showing up in their lungs. When they can’t breathe, they’ll know that I was telling the truth.  I will also  feel the effects of  pesticide spraying, but there’s really nothing I can do about it now. I wish I could. It makes me angry I can’t. Now, of course, they use their phones and computers to hit me in the library, on the bus and everywhere else I go.

So, in a way, I’ve stopped pesticide spraying.  I’m sure I wasn’t the only way being sprayed with the awful stuff. I’m sure others were, too.

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Gang Stalking – I hope my blog helps someone in the future.

Now they’re really coming after with the computer. I can get into WordPress, but they’ve covered the places where I can get in. As you can see, there’s more than one way to skin a cat. I got in.

If what’s happening to us targets ever comes out into the open, I plan to sue everyone who harassed me. And this includes everyone who did anything to me.

I’ll start with the ACLU. What a bunch of phonies. They’re for everyone’s civil rights except for targets. If this ever comes out into the open, I want everyone to decline the help of the ACLU. It knows what’s going on and has done nothing to help us. I’m sure it will be the first one in line to want us to sign up to sue the government. Don’t have anything to do with the ACLU.

And then there are all the crooked businesses who don’t care about what they do to us. They treat us like crap and we have no choice, but to buy things from them. There are Albertsons. The people who work at Albertsons are the rudest sales people. They are rude, rude, rude. And there’s McDonald.  Another bunch of no goods. Giving us the wrong food, giving it to us raw, leaving the cheese off our burgers, giving us coffee instead of chocolate, etc. And rude, rude, rude, too.

The bus company – The bus drivers make sure that our bus ride is horrific. Making turns to make sure we fall out of our seat. Heating up the seat where  we  sit.  Screeching their brakes to make us fall, closing the door on us before we’re out of the bus, coming to a stop  and making sure that we are 3 or 4 inches from the curve, especially if we have a suitcase, or carrying heavy items, and being rude, rude, rude.

And the Clark County Library – constant harassment, helping the perps with how to hack our computers, always blaming us for everything (nothing is ever anyone else’s fault; always a target’s fault). You’ve read how I’m treated at the library. It’s a constant thing. I’m never not bothered by the guards. The guards make ugly faces at me (I  do it right back to them) and acting like jerks. They never seem to hear all the noise, the chairs missing, all the criminal activity that’s happening in front of their faces, but all I have to do is raise my voice a little, and they run in to tell me that I’ll be thrown out of the library. That’s discrimination.

All the apartment complexes I lived in. I’ve made sure I wrote their names and location so I don’t forget. The torture I have to go through every night and day., allowing perps to run loose in my apartment, destroying my property, trying to basically kill me. They’re the worse of the worse. They belong in jail.

And there are a lot others who’ve made my existence a miserable one. I know what’s happening to us will eventually come out, but as always, it will take years. Things happened in the past with McCarthyism, etc., but it wasn’t found out for 30-40 years, so  it’s always hidden. The government always waits until  everyone is dead to let out information of what happened to American citizens. By that time all the tormentors are dead so are the tormented.

Oh, and how can I forget to include the U.S. government. The government that created the program that toture its citizens. The government that made it possible for crooked people to make our lives miserable while we were alive.

I might not be around to tell my story when that time comes, but I’m leaving behind the history of what I had to suffer. What my life was like while I was alive. I don’t think it will really make any difference to anyone 30-40 years from now, and no will really care, but I’m sure the government will make a fuss about it and everyone will just go on with their lives. But it makes me feel better if someone some day finds my blog and discovers that something that’s happening to them happened to me and they know that they’re not insane and that it happened to someone else.

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