Gang Stalking -Targets, let’s put the scumbags where they belong.

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I keep sending letters out to politicians to get help. I’ve sent letters to Obama, Hillary Clinton, Harry Reid, ACLU, Dean Heller, and others.  I’ve gotten no reply from any of them. I haven’t even gotten a form letter telling me  they’ve gotten my letter.

What do we targets have to do to get attention?

Writing a blog hasn’t helped me, either.  All I’ve gotten is more and more harassment.

Today, I’m having a bad day.  My face is very itchy, red and puffy.  You should see me. I look awful.  I got hit in the eye by pesticide sprayed through the wall.  The smell of the pesticide is making me nauseous. I didn’t dare go out looking the way I look.

The bitch in apartment 207 kept hitting me with electricity all day.  And so did the bastard in apartment 209.  I’m stuck between the two of them.  Both of them aliens, one from Cuba and one from Morocco.  I used to have sympathy for illegal people, I no longer do.  They’re just as evil as everyone else. These people come from places where they had no freedom. They come here and try to take away a citizen’s freedom. I feel no sympathy for any illegal alien anymore. Never!

I really regret moving into the complex where I live.  But where do I find a place that’s safe where the freaks can’t get to me?  There’s nowhere.  It’s hell everywhere we move. There’s no safe place for any of us.  We will find evil people anywhere we move.

We targets have to get together and do something.  We can’t let them continue to torture us.

We have to recreate the Civil Rights movement.  Civil Rights for all targets. That’s the only way we’re going to  stop what’s happening to us.   The Civil Rights movement made people  aware of what black people were experiencing.  If they could do it, we can do it, too.  We have to follow their lead, learn from them.  We  will continue to be targets if we don’t do something.  Do all of you want to live the lives you’re living?  If you don’t, we have to March on Washington.  I know it’s a scary thing to do.  I know our harassment will get worse, but I’m willing to March on Washington and stop this bullshit.  We need a lot of people to join the March on Washington. That’s the only way we’ll get noticed.

What worse things can they do to me?  Every day of my life is hell.  They can tell more lies about me and tell people I’m a drunk, violent, on antidepressants, etc., but freedom is worth it.

We have to put each one of the scumbags in jail where they belong.

Targets, we have to do something.  We can’t continue to live the way we do.  Freedom for all targets!

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Gang Stalking – We shall overcome; we shall overcome.

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The person who moved in next door is gone.   A group of people picked her up, and told her to hurry up.  And off she went.  Couldn’t get away fast enough.  Well, good riddance to another gang stalker.

Lately, they’ve been parking a different car in front of my apartment every single day. Sometimes, I’ll catch the perp in the car. When I catch one of the perps sitting in his car, I’ll get out my little gadget and hit him. And they take off like lightning.  I caught one of them this morning.  A woman.  She made believe she was singing and listening to her radio.  So I got my little gadget and off she went.  Within about two seconds another car filled the space.  When I saw the car, I ran to get my little gadget, but the person disappeared quickly .  The car is still parked there, but the person took off.  I think he’s in Apartment 203.  The apartment where the perps hang out.  I should say where the “government people hang out.” The apartment where all their gadgets are in use, and they can watch what everybody is doing.  I’m not the only watched.  There are so many targets in this complex that you would be amazed at the number.  And there just as many perps watching us.  The sheeple doing the government’s job.

For two years like clock work, the garbage  man came at 11:30 a.m.  Today, he came at 12:25 p.m.  For two years   I made sure that I was waiting for the garbage man, so I could throw out my garbage and the perps can’t dig it out and  put it back in my apartment.  One day I was late and run out to throw my garbage into the dumpster just as the man was about to pick it up.  Since that time, they’ve purposely changed the time the garbage man comes. Last time it was 10:30 a.m. And then it was 10:15 a.m. And now it’s 12:25 p.m.  I asked the garbage man why the time change.  He told me that it’s summer and he changed the time because it’s cooler earlier.  So how does he explain the 12:25 p.m. time change?  It’s later and hotter.  There’s only one reason for the time change, and that’s so I won’t be able to throw away my garbage and they can get at it.

The people who run this government program seem not to be too smart.  Now, I understand why the government is falling apart.

One night last week, I stood outside my apartment to get some fresh air.  The weather was balmy and beautiful.  So I just stood in front of my apartment.  Within about five minutes, the man in the next apartment complex appeared on his balcony.  He was on his phone and looking self-important, as they all do when they’re reporting a target.   I watched him, and I knew that someone would come by to check out what I was doing.  The man went back into his apartment, and sure enough, there comes the white car of the monitor.  He passes right in front of me and looks to see what I’m doing.  I had my camera and took his picture and the car license.  He kept on going and immediately made a U-turn.  Of course, I got his car again and his license number.  I can’t even stand out in front of my apartment without some freaking  jerk reporting me.  It makes me so angry.  Next time, the monitor comes checking  up on me, I’m going to stand in the middle of the parking lot and see what he does.  And to that idiot on the sixth floor in the next complex, I got your picture.

And to use a phrase from the Civil Rights movement: We shall overcome; we shall overcome.

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