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Gang Stalking – Police officers are also victims of harassment.


Brian WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER (Photo credit: National Law Enforcement Officers Memorial Fund)

Corner of Bedford Ave and N. 6th

Corner of Bedford Ave and N. 6th (Photo credit: ifmuth)

5th Ave Brooklyn New_York north east side

5th Ave Brooklyn New_York north east side (Photo credit: mjording)

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English: Looking north on a mostly sunny springtime early afternoon as Five Boro Bike Tour climbs under Summit Avenue footbridge, past St Stephens Catholic church, and out of Brooklyn Queens Expressway trench in Carroll Gardens, Brooklyn. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Brooklyn North Side mural (with dog)

Brooklyn North Side mural (with dog) (Photo credit: cyclonecy)

Back at the hell hole again.  That’s the library to you.  The hackers broke my computer again. This time the computer only lasted about two weeks before they broke it. The computer is not broken all the way. I was smart enough to give passwords to my hard drive, so they froze the computer.  No programs work.  I can hit and hit and get nothing.

I was reading about a police officer in the North part of Brooklyn, N.Y.,  and he’s experiencing gang stalking, too.  His gang stalking began with the “stop and frisk” program.  This is a program where blacks and Hispanics get stopped for absolutely no reason at all, except for their color.  This police officer is a decent human being and did not want to go along with the program.  He would not stop people and frisk them.  If he saw  someone                              somewhere doing nothing, he left them alone.  The higher-ups wanted him to stop everyone he saw while patrolling in his car.  But he wouldn’t do it. He didn’t feel right harassing people who’d done nothing.  He got demoted to foot patrol in his neighborhood and then  driving around prisoners to where they had to go.

The top brass kept harassing him about his low arrest numbers.  They harassed him so much, his blood pressure went through the roof.  He ended up in the hospital. He spent a week in the hospital and went back to foot patrol.  And again, he wouldn’t arrest anyone.  The upper, upper brass even went to visit him at home and told him to improve his numbers. The told him to “pay the rent”.  Meaning, arrest more people so the police department looks good.

His harassment got so bad,  he decided to quit.  But, no, the top brass wouldn’t let him quit.  They knocked on his door and broke into his apartment.  They told him to get up and go back to work. But feeling as sick as he felt, he said “no”. They yanked him out of bed and told him to get dress.  He wouldn’t get dressed.  They called EMT and had him put in a mental ward. He lives by himself and no one knew he’d been put in a mental ward.  His father didn’t hear from him and went searching for his son.  He eventually found him in the mental ward and took him home.  Both  father and son moved to upstate N.Y.  But the harassment by top brass didn’t stop.   Police officers still show up at his door, knock loudly and say nasty things to him.

He decided to sue the police department.  He had proof of everything that happened to him.  He tape recorded every word from every officer.  But he lost.  And till this day, he’s not left alone. He’s still harassed.

He’s  sued the department again and his trial is coming up soon.

So, I have to believe there are decent police officers out there, but if they follow their conscious, they’re in for a hellish time. I guess that’s why a lot of them just do what they have to and keep their mouths shut until they can retire. This office officer made me realize there are decent police officers out and we shouldn’t judge them all with the same broad brush stroke.  They also are victims of harassment.

P.S. I ran out of time on the computer I’m using, so I had to get in line again.  Yesterday, no one in the library. I used the library for three hours without stopping. Today, gang stalkers waiting in line to use computers, of course. What a surprise!!!!

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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.

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Gang Stalking – Happy Easter, 2013.

easter baskets

easter baskets (Photo credit: sciondriver)

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the cutest thing in the entire world =D click it!! watch it!! (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

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Passion play by a Protestant group, Easter Parade, Fifth Avenue, New York City, Easter 1995. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)


Peeps! (Photo credit: Carol Browne)

2011 Easter Parade New York City (4 of 91)

2011 Easter Parade New York City (4 of 91) (Photo credit: FreeVerse Photography)

New York City Easter Parade 2012

New York City Easter Parade 2012 (Photo credit: FreeVerse Photography)

Easter Eggs

Participants in New York City's Easter Parade

Participants in New York City’s Easter Parade (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Memories of past Easters…yellow peeps, rabbits, colored eggs, getting new clothes, going to church, Easter Parade in New York.

I’m just like a kid when it comes to celebrating holidays.  I love the ceremony of going shopping for Easter baskets, or making them, painting hard-boiled eggs in different colors, getting together with family and friends, eating a great meal.  I love the holidays.

I don’t celebrate holidays much now.  With no family, friends, it’s lonely.  It’s just not the same, but I still love the idea of holidays.  We have to stop and smell the roses, or however the saying goes.

So stop and smell the roses today for Easter.

I want to wish everyone the happiest of holidays.  Celebrate Easter as you’ve never celebrated before.  Love your family and friends as you’ve never loved them before. And enjoy, enjoy as you’ve never enjoyed before.

And don’t worry about stupid nonsense, because you never know what tomorrow will bring.

Happy Easter to everyone.  Live for the moment!

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Gang Stalking – Happy St. Paddy’s Day, everyone.

Four leaf clover

Four leaf clover (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

St Patrick’s Day Parade, NYC, 2012

St Patrick’s Day Parade, NYC, 2012 (Photo credit: specialoperations)

English: this color is orange

English: this color is orange (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

English: Wikipedia Saint Patrick's Day

English: Wikipedia Saint Patrick’s Day (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

It’s  St. Patrick’s Day already.  How time flies when we’re having fun, fun, fun.

But I remember St. Patrick’s Day being a fun day.  I used to attend Catholic school and we always had the day off.  We would make a point of  ticking off the public school kids because they had to go to school.  The public school kids had a lot more days off then we did, and they would shove it in our faces when we had to go to school on their holidays.  It was all in fun, though.

I also remember at work, everyone wore green, no matter what race, religion, color, we all became Irish on St. Patrick’s Day. (The only color that got someone in trouble on St. Patrick’s Day was wearing orange.  It has something to do with the British. If you’re ever in New York on St. Patrick’s Day, don’t wear orange. It’s not a good thing.)

And I loved seeing  the green line painted down Fifth Avenue for the parade.  And the food was green, green bagels, green beer, green everything, and eating corned beef and cabbage (the best) was the food of the day.

The restaurants were “Standing Room Only.”  It was hard to find a restaurant to eat in. Every restaurant had people standing in line waiting to get in.

I have fond memories of St. Patrick’s Day in New York.    Since I left New York, I haven’t found too many cities that celebrate St. Patrick’s Day as they do in New York.

Memories of the past…

Anyway, happy St. Patrick’s Day to everyone.  Eat some corned beef and cabbage, and wear the “green.”  No orange, please.  And carry a four-leaf clover for luck.

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Gang Stalking – “They had all the guns.”

The Second Amendment. Guns.

The Second Amendment. Guns. (Photo credit: Leah L. White)

Gun Control

Gun Control (Photo credit: D’oh Boy (Mark Holloway))

Sozioökonomische Regionen North Carolinas

Sozioökonomische Regionen North Carolinas (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

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Summer’s End. Lexington Green, 11 September 2002. Photo taken in Minute Man National Historical Park. Sculpture : “Minuteman” by sculptor Henry Hudson Kitson (1863-1947), dedicated April 19, 1900. Erected 1899 : SIRIS (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
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English: Clockwise start at the top left: Glock G22, Glock G21, Kimber Custom Raptor, Dan Wesson Commander, Ruger sp101, Ruger Blackhawk .357, Sig Sauer P220 Combat. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Guns?  Do you believe in gun ownership?

At one time, I was against gun ownership.  As you probably know, if you read my blog, I grew up in New York. In New York, there  have always  been  laws against gun ownership.  Growing up, I didn’t know anyone who owned one.  But I used to hear “that if I wanted a gun all I had to do was go down to the Carolinas and buy a gun.” Other than hearing this remark, no one really ever discussed gun ownership.

And I really never understood why anyone needed to own a gun. I believed no one needed to own a gun because the police would take care of any problem involving guns.   I didn’t have to worry about such a thing as gun control.

One day, when I was still living in New York, my friend introduced me to a woman who would change my mind about gun control.   We were having lunch and discussed different topics.  The woman began to talk about how she had to leave her country. I asked her why did she have to leave her country.  She replied, “I had to leave my  country because it was taken over by thugs.”   I replied, “Why didn’t people fight back?”  She said, “They had all the guns.” I remember repeating to myself  “They had all the guns.”

This phrase stayed with me for a long time, but it did not change my mind about gun control.

Fast forward to 2009, and I became a victim of government harassment. I still  believed in gun control.

But slowly and surely as time has gone by, and more and more government intrusion occurs in our lives, I’ve changed my mind about guns.

If the government  can do to me and others what they’re doing, what’s the next step? Control of government over everything?

If  “They had all the guns,” what chance do we have against the government taking our freedom away from all of us?

What the woman said to me at lunch that day resonates in my being. It’s a warning she was giving me.

I believe in the Second Amendment.  I believe in the Second Amendment and gun ownership. I believe every citizen has a right to own a gun.  And the government has absolutely no right to take away our right to own one.

It’s taken me a while to get to this point in my life.

But becoming  a target of government harassment has taught me how important our Second Amendment is in  keeping America free from those who want to turn the U.S. into a dictatorship.

Gun control = loss of freedom.

No gun control no matter what happens. Guns keep those who would enslave us away from our doors.

I can’t believe I was such a Liberal!

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Gang Stalking – What if all the crazy people never were?

Romani children in Auschwitz, victims of medic...

Romani children in Auschwitz, victims of medical experiments (Photo credit: Wikipedia)



Seal of New York.

Seal of New York. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)


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Buchenwald Corpses 07511 (Photo credit: Wikipedia)


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Buchenwald Medical Experiments 80622 (Photo credit: Wikipedia)


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Abandoned Psychiatric Hospital 5 (Photo credit: spokospoko. look at photos.


When I was much younger, I remember always seeing crazy people around me.  I lived in New York, and there were always crazy people  no matter where I went.  These people would talk to themselves and say they heard voices. Of course, I was too young and listened to people tell me that they were loco.


Now, I look back to that time and  think “maybe those people weren’t crazy at all.”  Now, I’ve reached the stage where people get warnings about me and told  I’m crazy.  These people get a warning to  watch everything I do.  Even the children get warnings about me.   They’re told  to stay away from me, because, of course, I’m crazy.


And I think back to  all those years ago, perhaps all those crazy people  never were?  A lot of  people were put in mental hospitals and given all kinds of  medicines  that  supposedly cured their craziness.  And a lot of them were given lobotomies (which caused patients to become zombie-like).  It was very popular in the 1940s through the ’50s.


Perhaps all the “so-called crazies”  were very sane.


So many people  in the U.S. are put in prisons today because they’re thought to be crazy. We no longer put them in mental institutions.  And I think back to what happened during the Holocaust and how many people were put in mental wards and experimented on.  And it strikes me the same thing is happening with the “so-called crazies” here in the United States.


Just as people get warnings  that I’m crazy, the same thing probably happened to those innocent victims years ago. Then, there was no internet.   We targets are lucky today to have the internet, otherwise, there’d  be a lot more of us in institutions being  experimented on.  We’re experiments, but they can’t seem to find a way to put us in mental wards as they did in the old days.


Now the experimenters have to deal with people who know what’s going on and we fight back.  We fight back by going on the internet and informing others.  So a lot fewer people don’t enter mental wards and  take tranquilizing zombie pills.


And the psychiatrist who go along with whatever the government wants to do are crazier than the people who are “supposedly crazy.”


In my opinion, psychiatry is the biggest fraud in the history of  humanity. I think  half of them don’t  know what they’re doing. All these psychiatrists do is hand out tranquilizers like candy, and get paid helluva lot of money for doing it.  They’re all fakes. How can anyone take such idiots seriously?


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Gang Stalking – New York targets get break from gang stalkers.


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From his vantage point high above the earth in the International Space Station, Astronaut Ed Lu captured this broad view of Hurricane Isabel. The image, ISS007-E-14750, was taken with a 50 mm lens on a digital camera. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I was thinking about the targets who live in New York.  I bet that they weren’t suffering during the hurricane.  Just  think.  No electricity. No phones. No lights. No phones to get hit from.  No computers to watch them.  And the weather so disgusting that none of the gang stalkers could go out.  I’m sure the targets didn’t  think about  the gang stalkers.  It must have been nice not to have gang stalkers following them everywhere.

I bet the targets didn’t realize what a good thing the hurricane was for them. I’m sure as soon as life gets back to normal, they’ll realize no one was around to harass them.

I almost wished I’d been in New York, because I know it would have been free of gang stalking.

If there are any targets  from New York City reading my blog, let me know if  the gang stalking stopped during the hurricane.  I’m really curious.  I’ve never believed satellites hit us, so  if  any of you answer my blog and tell me nothing happened, I know I’m right about the satellites.

I think most targets want to believe that we’re being hit from satellites.  It makes it more interesting getting hit from  satellites than regular old electricity.  Plus, the  perps want us to believe the satellite story, because if we believe it’s satellites, it’s harder to do anything about what’s happening to us.  Electricity on the other, is something we can do something about.

If I have any target readers from New York,  please let me know what happened to you during the hurricane. I really would like to hear from you. Let me know if you were gang stalked or not.

And, New York and New Jersey targets, I hope your lives are getting back to as normal as possible. As a former New Yorker, I know how it is when the weather gets bad in New York.

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Gang Stalking – Regrets, I have more than a few…

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Death (Photo credit: tanakawho)

Live from Las Vegas (Frank Sinatra album)

Live from Las Vegas (Frank Sinatra album) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I was thinking about some of  the bad things that have occurred in my life.

Of course, my mother’s and father’s deaths really hit me hard.  My mother’s death especially, since she died after my father. After my mother died, I felt lost.  I identified so closely with her.   After she died, I had no connection to anyone and a darkness came over me.

And I remember the time I entered an elevator and a man pulled a gun on me.  He called me a bitch and told me to hand over my wallet.  Of course, I did what he said.  A year later, the postoffice returned my wallet to me.  The thief put the wallet into the postoffice box.

And then, there was the time I was crossing the street and a man ran me over with his car.  He tried to beat the man next to him to the light.  He  knocked me down.  I passed out and, when I awakened, I was on the street and I could feel the car tires  rolling over my legs.    I was afraid to move  because I thought something really bad happened to my legs.  But I finally got the courage to move my legs and they were okay.  To this day, my right leg still hurts.

All of the above things are terrible things to happen to someone,  but, nothing, nothing is as terrible as what’s happening to me now.  In two of the above, I was lucky.

But nothing, nothing is bad as the gang stalking, except for the loss of my parents.  If I ever thought in my wildest dream, I’ d have this happen to me, I’d definitely would have chosen a different route in my life.  I think about all the choices I made.  Why didn’t  I go right instead of left?  Why did I ever move to Las Vegas?  Why didn’t I just stay in New York?  Why didn’t I marry the man who asked me to marry him? I could have lived in Europe.  Why did I move where I did?  Why? Why? Why?   My life would be so different.

Since my life has led me to where I am, why?  Why am I here?  Am I here to learn something?  And if I’m to learn something, what it is that I’m supposed to learn?  Is the rest of my life going to be miserable as it’s been?  Am I never to have some joy in my life?  Am I going to be alone for the rest of my life?

I guess I took the road less traveled and I’m paying for it.  I remember seeing a video of Frank Sinatra singing  “regrets, he had a few.”  I wish I could say the same.

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Gang Stalking – Off Topic – PostaDay 2011 – What is your favorite way to procrastinate?

My favorite way to procrastinate is to go to Yahoo and read all the dirt on the celebrities. There’s one site I really like. It’s a site which shows celebrities wearing the same dress and then makes comments on which one looks better.  Then everybody makes comments on how they look. The comments made are really nasty a lot of the time.  Some, though, are extremely funny, even when making fun of the celebrities.  If I were a celebrity, I would never read the Yahoo celebrity news.  It also has a site on what celebrities wear to a certain event on any given night.  After looking at all the celebrity news, I like to spend my time reading about what is going on in this country and worldwide.  And then I’ll look for strange things that have occurred which are humorous or really, really strange.  This leads me to read my email on Yahoo.  Reading my email takes a long time, since I’m constantly diverted to some site to read an article on New York, or elsewhere.  By the time I’m through with Yahoo, I’ve spent two hours or more procrastinating.  But it has a useful purpose this procrastinating, it relaxes me.  It takes me away from my every day life and takes me to another world of celebrity and nonsense.

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Gang Stalking – Off Topic – September 11, 2001 – (9/11)

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I used to live in New York,  but  left New York before 9/11.  I love  New York, but I had an interest in seeing what the rest of the world had to offer.

When I lived in New York,  I  worked in the World Trade Center, on the 39th floor. The twin towers  were home to me. I shopped and ate  in its Concourse. I used the subway right underneath the World Trade Center.   On sunny days, I would sit outside the buildings and get some sun.

I remember during the summer, my niece, from California,  would come stay with me.  I showed her the New York I love. I remember one year,  she had a desire to go all the way to the top of the World Trade Center. So, because of my niece, we went to the top of the Twin Towers.   When we got  to the top, we could see New Jersey and some  of the boroughs. I also remember seeing that  George Willig  had etched his name and the date of the day he scaled the Tower.   When the twin towers  fell, that’s the first thing I thought of…George Willig and his legacy  are gone.    I remember seeing Willig climbing  the tower on television.   At one point the police arrived, told  him to get down or he would be arrested, but he kept climbing.  All New Yorkers were on Willig’s side.  We all wanted him to make it to the top.  And he did.  Police arrested  Willig on the roof  as soon as he finished his climb.   New Yorkers protested his arrest and  he was let go.

In case you don’t know who George Willig is:  Willig was the one who scaled the side of the World Trade Center on May 26,1977.

I haven’t been back to New York in a while  and haven’t seen Ground Zero.  I know if I go back to see it, I will cry.  If I’d stayed in New York, I might have been one of those in the twin tower’s tragedy.  I guess it was not my time to go.

When I lived in New York, one of my fears was that a plane would some day hit the Empire State building or the Twin Towers.

On September 11, 2001, I was home.  It was my day off from work.  I was watching “Good Morning America” and  the morning anchor, Charles Gibson, broke into the morning program and announced that one of the twin towers had been hit by a plane.  And then a few minutes later, he announced that the second twin tower had also  been hit by a plane.  My fear had finally come  true.   Then another announcement,  about 20 minutes later,  that a plane headed for the Pentagon had crashed into it. I began to think that something really weird was going on.  But what?

An hour after the three planes crashed, a plane headed for San Francisco, crashed in Pennsylvania.  Now I definitely knew something weird was happening.   This plane  crashed  because the staff  tried to divert the plane away from the White House.  There’s another theory that the government blew up the plane before it reached the White House and the President.  I don’t know what the truth is about this plane.  Did the plane crash because of  the heroic staff, or did the U.S. blow it up?  We’ll really never know the truth about 9/11.

Today is September 11, 2011.  It is the 10th anniversary of the terrible day in which almost 3,000 people were brutally murdered by some terrorists.  I don’t know  if anyone I knew died on that day.  I will find out when I visit New York and check the list of names on the memorial. I can easily find out who died, but  I don’t want to know until I visit the memorial.

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