Gang Stalking – When will someone listen to target complaints?

I haven’t written anything lately about what’s going on in the library, but nothing’s changed. It’s worse than ever. Criminals all over the place.

Yesterday,  I  sat waiting to get on the computer. I was in chair #1 and the chair faces the person in chair #2. This creep saw me looking straight ahead and he put his hand between his legs and began playing with himself.  There are no cameras in this area and I thought of going to the librarian and telling her what the creep was doing, but I knew she’d just say he wasn’t doing anything. I said to the creep. “I wish I had a video camera. I’d record you, you creep.”  He acted as if he’d done nothing. As a matter of fact, the creep is sitting at computer # 6 now. Oh, no, I’m wrong. He left. He knows I’m writing about him. Well, all I can say is good riddance. Sicko! Maybe he won’t return again. He’s one of those creeps who shows up every day. Oh, I’m wrong again. He’s now sitting at computer #7. I thought he was gone because his jacket is on the back of computer #6.  I know he’s a hacker so he’s probably reading what I’m writing. He’s also getting help from creep on computer #10. The creep in number 10 keeps deleting what I type. They help each other way that way because they’re all criminals.

It seems these criminals have no shame. And why should they have shame?  They get away with so much. They can do anything they want to me and get away with it.  But I, however, can’t complain about any of them because they’ll deny they do anything and they’ll be believed. The U.S. has really gone to hell. When criminals have more rights than regular people, you know there’s a problem with the country.

And the criminal in computer #7  is still sitting at the computer knowing he has nothing to worry about.   Oh, the hacker on computer #10 just left. I think he’s afraid he’ll get in trouble. He’s new. It’s the first time I’ve seen him. Good riddance.

When is all the crap going to end? When? When will someone listen to us?

 

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Gang Stalking – There’s a jail cell waiting for the women who beat me yesterday.

Yesterday when  the girls beat  me up, I left out a few details.  When the women turned toward me and I turned my back on them, one of them took my suitcase and  my handbag was hanging on the handle of my suitcase.  When I ran after them, my hat fell off and I had to go after it.  And I heard one of them say, “Well! Now we know she has hair.”   I don’t know what their obsession is with my hair. It’s not the first time they’ve mentioned my hair. At least my hair is real, the women who jumped me had on extensions and wigs. If I had to re-live the day, that’s the remark I’d make “At least my hair  is real unlike your fake hair!”  That really would have set them off.   And there four women, not three.  I noticed the woman who helped me had her camera pointed at me all the time.  The beating was a set-up. They wanted to catch me saying  something that would get me thrown in jail. Honestly, I can’t believe how calm I was yesterday.  It’s like I wasn’t even in my own body. It was sort of like an outer body experience. Before I knew the fourth women was part of the group, I calmly told her to get in her car and leave before the women came after her, and then I walked toward the library.

I wrote yesterday  I would not  go after the women, but I’ve changed my mind.  I am now trying to find proof  of the beating.  I wont tell you what I’m going to do because I don’t want to give them any advance notice about what I’m doing.  This time I’m going after them.  I’m  going to press charges once I find the proof.  I’ve had enough of beatings from the lowlifes.  They’re not going to get away with it this time.  I’m sure they all went home and had a good laugh about the beating I got.  And I’m even today, they’re still  laughing about the beating.  If I can get the proof I’m searching for, they won’t be laughing for long! There’s a jail cell waiting for them all. They better enjoy themselves while they still can.

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Gang Stalking – Mirror, mirror on the wall who’s that watching me?

Oh, I forgot to tell about the experiments I told yoi to do.

The first experiment was about taking a mirror and facing it  toward the mirrors in your house/apartment.  I got only a few responses to this. One target said that when she faced the mirror toward the other mirror, she got a  demonic figure on her mirror. Another  target said he saw nothing. Another one, nothing.  In my mirrors when I face my mirror toward another one, I got multiple reflections of myself,  endless reflections. This means that they have a one-way mirror with a camera pointed at me. The camera reflected the images back to me.  That’s what I thought everyone would get, but that’s not the case. If you got no reflection, that’s good. It means you’re not being watched in a one-way mirror. Of course, I’ve covered every mirror in my apartment. I don’t care what anyone thinks when they come into my apartment. What they think doesn’t matter to me.  They don’t pay my bills.

In    the  second   experiment,  I  asked you to  put a plastic bottle  over  your socket.  This was to prove that you’re being hit by electricity, because the plastic picks up the electricity and it hits the bottle instead of you. If you tried this experiment, you should’ve heard bong, bong, bong. That’s the electricity hitting the bottle. A lot of targets think it’s satellite hitting us, but I don’t believe  it for a moment. It’s electricity hitting us.  We’re surrounded by electricity. It’s ubiquitous.

So if you tried  any of the two experiments and discovered other things, let me know, and I’ll write about it.

Thanks to those who responded.

P.S. Tomorrow’s Dr. King’s Day, if you don’t have to work, enjoy your day. Library’s closed tomorrow so I won’t be writing my blog tomorrow. HAVE a good day.

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Gang Stalking – Perps will get their day.

I just moved into my new place, and, of course, it’s not as it was when I looked. I expected them to do things to the apartment and they did. There’s a big square hole under the sink. The area where the pipe is, is wide open. I can see the pipe all the way to the wall of the apartment next to me. Two one-way mirrors have been added. There’s a camera above the cabinets in the kitchen area. And the side of the wall next to the door has cracks from the top to the bottom. The sinks, of course, have no stoppers. And I’m sure I’ll discover other things as the week goes by. Anyone can easily get into my mailbox. It’s not tighly put in. I can open it myself without a key, so can everyone else. Isn’t life wonderful for us targets? Welcome to another hell hole.

I’m typing this at the library. I haven’t gotten my computer fixed yet. I’m being hacked by about four to five hackers at one time. And, of course, the library is full of those things called perps. Don’t these people have anything better to do with their lives? Some of them I see all the time. I make sure I take a really good look at their faces, because I want to know all about their tattoos, scars, so if I ever need to identify them, I can. And some day, I hope I can. I will not forget their faces or tattoos.

These peoples are evil. When I see evil I know it. And believe me, they’re evil. If someone can do what they’re doing without any conscience, they’re evil. But some day, their day will come. They’ll get back everything they’ve done to all of us. And the librarians, I can’t stand any of them. They’re in on what’s going on and are nasty. They, too, will get their day. And I hope soon.

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Gang Stalking – “Is there any drug abuse?,” asked the 911 operator.

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I’m finally able to get on my computer.  Again, I don’t know how long the computer will last before the hackers get at it.

I went out to the railing in front of my door to get some fresh air.  As soon as I stepped out, here come the kids and the people from downstairs.  I cannot step out in front of my door without a bunch of people appearing.   They want to make sure I go right back in.  So, I decided I’d go in and get my camera.  I came back out, and as soon as they saw my camera, the adults went running.  The kids stayed out.  I videotaped the kids to get proof of their rock throwing.   I want to get proof of what they’re doing to me.  The kids were running around and paid no attention to me.  So, I went back inside.

Bang!  Bang!  Bang!  Someone began banging on my door.  I did not open the door.  I said, “Who is it?”   A woman answered, “I want to talk to you.”  I replied, “What about?”   The woman said, “I heard you were taking pictures of my cousins.”  I replied, “If I want to take pictures of your cousins I can.”   She replied, “Don’t take pictures of my cousins anymore, or there’ll be trouble.” And she left.

Bang! Bang! Bang, bang, bang, bang.  Someone else was banging on my door  again. And this time the person was banging very loudly.  I did not open the door.  The person kept banging.  I asked, “Who is it?”   A woman responded.  It wasn’t the same voice.  She said, “I heard you were taking pictures of my cousins.”  I didn’t respond.  She banged, banged away.  She said, “Open the door. I’m going to take that camera away from you.”   She kept banging very loudly.  I heard her turn the door knob.  I told her if she didn’t stop banging on my door, I was going to call the police.  She kept banging,  so I called the police, something I never do.  There are so many  cousins, I was afraid they’d break into my apartment. The second woman who knocked on my door is ten times my size and can probably throw me without any problem.  If I tried pushing her, I’d be in trouble.

The 911 operator asked my name, address and all the typical questions.  When she got that out-of-the-way, the first question she asked, is, “Is there any drug abuse?”  I replied, “What do you mean?  Me, or them?”  The operator replied, “Anyone?’  I answered, “Well, I’m not using any drugs, I don’t know about them.”

When I was living an ordinary life, this question never came up, but since I’m a target, supposedly I do drugs, drink, etc.  The operator ended the call by saying the police would come.

So far, no police. And if the police show up I’ll be very surprised.

P.S.  Two Metropolitan Las Vegas officers  just showed up. See you later.

I’m back.  I went outside to talk to the police and they asked me what happened.  And I explained to them how I’m never left alone by the people downstairs and the tenants on my floor.  Before I could get a word in edgewise, the perps were all over the place trying to get in their side of the story.  The police officer told them to wait until I told my side.  One of the police officers seemed to want to listen to my story, but the other one had a smirky smile on his face, as if he didn’t believe anything I said.  When I finished with what I had to say, the police officer who was questioning me said, “Okay.”  And then as he walked away he said, “Just remind calm, okay?”  The way he said it  made me feel as if he was blaming me.  Because, you know, we’re all crazy, of course.

So now I have to be even more careful than before.  I have a bunch of gang cousins after me.

The life of a target is just so exciting…

Another day in Perplandia.

Oh, as I’m about to hit publish, the kids are out again screaming loudly, and one of the cousins is blowing his car horn.

Ah, life.

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Gang Stalking – I’m tired of being tired.

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Sometimes I feel so tired.  I get tired of feeling tired.  I want a day I can just relax, and not have to  worry about the horrible day that’s ahead of me.  I want to go to Starbucks, have a latte and truly enjoy it.  I want to go to a movie, and see a comedy and laugh. I want to take a walk, and not have  to watch my back.  I want to make love to someone without worrying about someone watching me on a camera.  I just want to be.  Will I ever have a day to myself again?  Or is it something that’s never going to happen?  Am I going to spend the rest of my life living in this unwanted hell  not of my making?  I wish I had a magic crystal ball that would tell me of the future that’s ahead of me.  Is it a future I can look forward to?  Or a future that will make me regret I was ever born?

I’m tired of being tired.

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Gang Stalking – Oh, my God, I’m becoming a Republican!

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Rent day, so I had to go to the office to pay my rent.  I never go into the office, nothing but perps in the office.  Every time I walk into the office, the manager tells me of a complaint she has about me.  This week the complaint was about taking videos of other tenants.  The whiny crybabies went into the office and complained that I was using my phone to take photos of them.

I said, “Me, taking videos of them. I don’t even have a camera, all I have is a regular phone and all I can use for is my radio.”

The manager said, “Well, I’ve had a few complaints about you videotaping tenants.”

“Why is it they never tell you about all the things they do to me?”

She looked at me and nodded.

I walked out of the office and decided to find out what my rights are re taking videos. So I took a walk to the police station.

I told the man at the desk that I have a question about my rights in taking videos of others.

He said, “What do you want to know exactly?”

“I’m being harassed and I want proof of the harassment, so I want to take videos of the people doing it.”

He said, “Well, you have a right to take videos, but if the man who owns the building wants to throw you out he can. If he doesn’t like what you’re doing, he can throw you right out.”

“But the apartment complex has cameras watching everyone, why can it videotape us, but we can’t videotape other tenants.”

The man replied, “Well, it’s the man property and he can do whatever he wants. He can throw you out anytime he wants for absolutely no reason. It’s his property.”

I said, “Don’t I have any rights to protect myself?”

The man continued, “As I said, it’s the man’s property and he can throw you out  anytime he wants. He doesn’t need a reason.”

So I said, “Basically, I have no rights. What about if I videotape someone from the sidewalk?”

The man replied, “Same thing. He can still throw you out. It’s his property. The sidewalk doesn’t belong to him, but he can still throw you out if he wants to.”

I asked, “What if I put a camera in my apartment?  Can he throw me out?”

He replied, “Yes, it’s his property and if he doesn’t like what you’re doing, he can throw you out any time he wants.” He did tell me I can go to court if I don’t like it.

It’s all about property rights here in Las Vegas. At one time I wouldn’t  have understood about property rights, but now I do. It’s the man’s property and he can do whatever he wants to do with it.  And I agree.

I’m definitely going through a metamorphosis.  I’m afraid I’m turning into a Republican! Not.

Never.

But still being a Liberal, the question I have.  Whose right is more important? The property owner’s right?  Or the person who wants the right to take  videos to protect herself ?

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Gang Stalking – Get even with perps.

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Happy Halloween everybody.  Every year I buy candy and no kids show up, so I’m left with a  lot of candy that I eat. This  year, I decided I wasn’t buying candy because I didn’t want to end up eating it. So what happened?  Kids have knocked on my door all night,  and I feel bad because I have nothing to give them.  You’re damned if you do, and you’re damned if you don’t.

I have to tell you today about what my sister used to do.  You might be able to use it to protect yourself. When I  last saw my sister, it was three years ago.  While I lived with her, she had a VHS–DVR recorder.  She used to connect the recorder to a camera and the t.v.  After connecting all three items, she would put the DVR on record and put t.v. on.  The first time I saw her do this, I told her that what she was doing wouldn’t work.   My sister would put t.v. on, and watch her neighbors with whom she didn’t get along. She taught me something that I think all of you can use. She’d watch the t.v. and she would zap her neighbors through the t.v. She had a small gadget and she’d aim the gadget at the person who was outside and just zap that person and anyone else in the way.   And sure enough, they’d  look around to try to figure where the zapping was coming  from.  And the person getting zapped wouldn’t last too long outside. They’d go inside their home, or leave the area where they were standing.  No one would last too long.

So, if you want to get even with the perps, get yourself a camera, t.v and vcr.  Connect them all together and get even zapping them safely in your home.  The perps won’t know what’s happening, and they’ll never know you’re the one  doing it.  This really works. I used to do it to the perps when my sister wasn’t home.  Just make  sure you put it on record so you can watch the perps get  theirs.  You’ll need an item you can zap them with.  Maybe hit the  screen with a  fork or anything that you think works.  Have fun.  I know that sounds mean, but with what they put us through, they deserve it.

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Gang Stalking – Want to see gang stalkers run, carry a camcorder.

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I went to get my mail this morning and found my mailbox open.  There was one letter in the box and it, too, was open. The letter had glue on it and the glue dried up.  So the ones who opened the mail couldn’t glue it together again. I’m pretty sure the ones who opened my mail were the complex manager and her husband.  Usually, the mailman just hands my mail to them and they look through it as if  it’s their mail.  I’d like to know what they’d do if I opened their mail.  I’m sure they’d call the police and complain about me opening it.  But they can get away with whatever they want to do to me and the police will do absolutely nothing.   But if I did the same thing, I’d be arrested, for sure.

The two have cameras in the office and in their apartment.  The apartment and the office are connected.   I don’t think they’re allowed to watch tenants without putting up a sign that says we’re being videotaped.  But there’s no sign telling tenants they’re taped.  I’m going to find out what the rules are about management videotaping without letting their tenants know. I know the cameras are there, but a lot of people don’t.  I’m sure the tenants would not be happy to know that everything they do is on video.

Yesterday, as usual, the complex manager came out of her office when I passed by.  She saw my camera taping her and ran quickly into the office.  I’d like for her to tell me that I can’t carry a camera around.  And I’ll tell her “when you take your camera down, I’ll stop carrying my camera around.”   She won’t dare tell me not to videotape tenants when she’s doing it herself.  And it’s amazing how scared the gang stalkers are about being videotaped.  The bitch upstairs especially.  I think she went to the office and complained about me videotaping her, but noting was done.  Just let them try to get my camera away from me.  I’m ready for them.  So far I’ve had 4 phones and 2 camcorders stolen.  A lot of evidence in the camcorder went out the window.  I’m sure they’ll try to steal my new phone, but this time, they’re not going to be so lucky.  They’re nothing but a bunch of thieves.  If you want to send your gang stalkers running, carry a camera. They’re so scared of it!  So they know what they’re doing is wrong, otherwise, why run?

Usually when I publish my blog it goes to my Facebook page.  I was curious about how my blog looked, because lately the gang stalkers have been messing with it.   My blog  on the surface looks like it’s okay, but as I look closer I see that there’s a lot wrong with it.  There’s no big, blue “W” for WordPress.com.  It’s been removed from my blog heading. The title of my blog is all right, but as I’ve stated before, there’s a “wp.me”  below my blog name.  And if someone hits “wp.me”  it shows a blog without spaces and everything is one long paragraph.  And nowhere does it show how someone can get in touch with me.  So if you ready my blog, hit the TITLE, not “wp.me.”  The blog doesn’t even show my blog name, just one big mess of words.  They’re trying to make it hard for someone to read my blog.  So, remember, hit the TITLE to my blog.  Once you hit the TITLE, all the information is in it.  Thank you.

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Gang Stalking – The filthy dogs will get their day in hell.

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Yesterday I wrote about finding something that looked like a small alarm in my light fixture.  Well, I discovered it’s not what I think it is.  It is even worse.  It’s a small surveillance camera.  Can you imagine having a camera in your kitchen and it can send out what’s happening in your apartment to whomever is watching?  I’ve walked around naked in my kitchen after getting out of  my shower; I’ve undressed to go to bed; I’ve studied myself in a mirror; I’ve put my make-up on; I’ve danced like a crazy woman, and other things I’m too embarrassed to mention here.  The filthy dogs who do this filthy work  all belong in a kennel like the filthy dogs they are. They should be put in a small cage without room to move.  They should be water boarded.  That’s where a victim’s  tied up and  water’s  forced into their mouths and goes into their throats.  It prevents victims from breathing.  This should be done to the scumbags who have no moral compass. I’m sure the filthy dogs if they could water board me would do it.  They’re all psychopaths.  How do these psychopaths get this way?   Is it some childhood  trauma that’s made them that way?  Or is it ego that creates people like this?  Really, what do I care how the psychopaths get this way?  They seem to have no redeeming value whatsoever.  They’re a bunch of evil people who do what they want without consideration to what’s happening to a victim.

I told the maintenance man about the thing in my lightbulb and I asked him to remove it.  He fixed my lightbulb, but did not remove what I thought was a fire alarm.  He probably put it in the light.  Oh, his day is coming.

I’m sure these filthy dogs have had a lot of laughs during the time they watched me.

As I’ve told you before, check out things around your apartment.  Check your lights, oven, refrigerator, bathroom, closets, air conditioner, light sockets, especially light sockets, who knows what they’ve done to your light sockets?  I know there are sensors all over my apartment: in the floor, in the walls, refrigerator (where the gauge is),  kitchen shelves; just check everywhere, or else, you might find a camera in your apartment as I did.

The filthy dogs will get their day.  No one gets a free ride in this world. No one.  And the filthy dogs won’t get a free ride.  I know one day we’ll be released from the hell we’re living and their hell will begin.  I know the filthy dogs think that this will go on forever and they’ll get away with what they’re doing to us, but karma is a bitch!  I can tell you, I’m going to stick around to see them get their karma. Filthy, filthy dogs.  Go to hell every one of you.

Oh, by the way, I was afraid to cut the wires connected to my lightbulb, so I covered the camera with tape. If I knew what to do, I’d do it.  I don’t know too much about electricity and I don’t want to start a fire, or barbecue myself.  That’s the only option left to me.

Filthy, filthy, dirty dogs!  And my apologies to dogs everywhere.  I love dogs.

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