Tag Archive | compliment

Gang Stalking – “Thank you” to all my readers.

It’s that time of year again to be thankful to those people who read my blog. To all of you who read  my blog, thank you, thank you, thank you   from the bottom of my heart. Thank you for your comments, thank you for taking the time to empathize with me when I’m having a really  hard time dealing with life, thank you for just being you. My life would be a lot emptier without you readers.

Happy Thanksgiving Day.  I hope it’s a good one.

Or, one more thing. I got a compliment today. I’m not used to compliments anymore, but this one was great. I walked toward the library and there was a very good-looking man with two black dogs standing watching me. I looked at him and thought “he’s great looking”. So I played with him a bit. I said,  “Are you waiting for me” in a provocative way. He answered, “No, but I wish I was. You’re gorgeous!” I just had to put this in to remember it. It’s been a very long time since a man complimented me. It felt really good to have a man compliment me instead of degrade me. Oh, I did say “thank you” to him for the compliment.

To that former serviceman, I say “thank you” for you compliment. I’ve seen him before. I’ve seen him when he wasn’t looking so great with his two dogs. He’s a former Afghanistan veteran.  And when I saw him about a year ago, he looked a little crazy. It’s nice to know he’s gotten  healthier. I hope he stays healthy.

And while I’m at it, “Thank You” to all the servicemen and servicewomen who fought to keep America free. You all deserve  acknowledgement from regular Americans.

Happy Thanksgiving to all wherever you are.

Contact info: http://neverending1.WordPress.com

Gang Stalking – If a perp calls you “boring”, it’s a compliment.

amy Whale, breaching, Stellwagen Bank National...

amy Whale, breaching, Stellwagen Bank National Marine Sanctuary (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I Want Your Money

I Want Your Money (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

The New Yorker

The New Yorker (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Today, the whale (my apologies to whales) in apartment 206 put a smile on my face. I’m still smiling.

As I walked by her today, she told the guy who lives next to her (he’s also a perp) that I am boring.  It made me smile.  No one likes to have someone call him boring, but in our case, it’s a compliment.  You’re probably wondering how in the world something like being called boring can be called a compliment.

Well, this is now it works.  The whale is not getting any reaction from me.  She’s not getting paid, either.  The perps get paid for whatever they report back to their monitor.  Since I’m not reacting to what the whale does, she’s not getting any payment.  That’s why the perps are always trying to get us to do or say something.  They then have something to report and make some money.  Nothing to report, no money.

I really don’t know how the whale makes her money. She doesn’t work.  She’s always home.  She’s living off me, basically.  She’s living off the money she can make off me.  As a matter of fact, all the people who live on my floor live off me. Not one of them works.  And the ones on the first floor don’t work, either.  One guy used to work, but he no longer does.  Now, he stays home and tries to live off what he can make off me.  They must get good pay, otherwise, how do they pay their rent and bills?

The whale loudly said I was boring to get me to react as I walked by.  I said nothing and kept on walking.

It’s taken me four years to learn to keep my shut.  I’m a New Yorker, and we don’t let anyone dump on us. No one.  So finally to be able to walk by a whale and say nothing is success.  Well, anyway, it’s success for a few days.  I’ll probably revert to my New York  myself if I really need to.  I’m hoping I can keep my mouth shut for a long time, long time.

So, if some perp calls you “boring”, consider it a compliment. It means the perp is not making any money off you.  And keep up the good work.  Congrats!

And I’m still smiling. I don’t think the whale is. She looked very unhappy.

Contact info: http://neverending1.WordPress.com

Gang Stalking – Being called white trash…

I guess you could say I’m having a bad day today.

I was on the way to the bus stop and a black woman came over to me and called me “white trash.” I returned the compliment by calling her black trash.  She came closer to me and asked me what right  did I have to call her black trash.  I told her I was returning the compliment. Then as she walked away, she shouted, “You don’t even have a country!”  And then she bent down and threw rocks at me.  You’re probably wondering why I didn’t call the police.  If I had called police, she would have denied throwing anything at me.   There were plenty of witnesses, but they would have denied seeing anything.  So I just saved myself the trouble of wasting my time

 On my way back home from shopping, I put a soda on the bench, which I intended to drink while waiting for the bus. I bent down to pick up something I dropped and someone stole my  soda.  My  newspaper was also taken. This is the kind of thing I have to put up with every day  of my life.  I can’t put anything down and look away, it will be stolen.  You  see, the gang stalkers feel they can take and do anything to me because they know they can get away with it.  The cops are not going to do anything to them and my word means nothing.  Whatever I say will be suspect.  The gang stalkers can make up something and they will be believed, especially since other gang stalkers will back them up.  So I don’t bother with the police because they will do nothing to help me.

Contact Info: http://neverending1.WordPress.com