Gang Stalking – Why don’t perps get Christmas spirit and give targets a break?

I  stood in line waiting to pay for what I bought.  Someone kept hitting me. I turned around, told the person behind to stop touching me.  He looked at me and said, “I’m not touching you.” I replied, “Sure, you’re not. It’s just my imagination, as always.”   A woman who heard the conversation said, “Oh, it’s Christmas. You sure don’t have the Christmas spirit.”  I said, “If you had to go through what I have to go through every day you wouldn’t,either.”  She said, “It’s Christmas don’t complain about what someone does.”  I turned to her and said, “If you had my life you’d want to kill yourself. You wouldn’t last too long.”  She turned and said, “I sure wouldn’t act like you.”  I said, “If you had my life you wouldn’t be here now. You’d probably kill yourself.”  Of  course, a perp, like all the others in line. I’d been in the store longer than I usually stay and the harassment in the store was awful. Everywhere I turned someone was imitating something I do in my apartment, or giving me weird looks, or pulling up their pants. They love to imitate me pulling up my pants. This I do while I’m home. I wear an old pair of jeans to bed because somehow it helps me not get hit electronically so much. And I’ve lost so much weight that the jeans won’t stay up, so I’m always pulling up my jeans.  I’ve never worn these pants outside my apartment and I don’t pick up my pants when I’m out, so they’re watching via camera. And  they have  audacity to tell me to have the Christmas spirit. Why don’t they get the Christmas spirit by leaving me alone for Christmas? They sure as hell don’t have the Christmas spirit themselves. If they can harass me during the Christmas season, they’re very unchristian. Bunch of phonies!

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Gang Stalking – “In a time of deceit telling the truth is a revolutionary act” – George Orwell

“In a time of deceit telling the truth is a revolutionary act” – George Orwell

Yesterday, I attended a meeting of the Commission for Civil Rights.  I figured I’d have a chance to speak and tell the Commission of my targeting. No such luck.  I raised my hand and asked if I could speak. The Chairman told me that I’d have to wait. Of course,  I knew from the get-go that I would  not be allowed to ask any questions. And I didn’t.

The Commission was here  from Los Angeles to find out what’s happening with police in Las Vegas. It wanted to find out how militarized the Las Vegas Police Department is.   There was a police officer who mentioned Ferguson, Mo. and how it compares to Las Vegas’ militarization of police. That’s why I raised my hand. I know about the police in Las Vegas and what a bunch of bullies they are. The police officers in Las Vegas walk around as if they’ll punch someone in the face  at  any time. They always look angry. How can any citizen feel comfortable around such bullies?  I sure don’t.

At the meeting there were also people from the American Civil Liberties Union. I remember going to their office on  6th Street in Las Vegas to complain about what’s happening to me. No lawyer talked to me, or asked me any questions.  They didn’t even tell me there were papers I could fill out to file a complaint. I found the information on my own. One lawyer even harassed me. I filled out the paper work and gave it to one of the lawyers. He took it and told me he would get in touch. He never did. I never heard from the so-called American Civil Liberties Union. What phonies!

All the people in the Civil Rights meeting were full of themselves. I’ve never  seen a bunch with such buffed-out chests. I thought for sure they were all going to fly away or explode.

What a waste of time it was going to meeting of the Civil Rights Commission. Some old story. No one wants to hear what’s happening to a lot of American citizens. Just don’t  dare speak about what’s really happening in America and what America is doing to its citizens.  No one wants to hear it, not even the Commission on Civil Rights!

I’ll end this with a quote from Samuel Adams, and this applies to all perps: “If you love wealth more than liberty, the tranquility of servitude better than the animating contest of freedom, depart from us in peace. We ask not your counsel, nor your arms. CROUCH DOWN AND LICK THE HAND THAT FEEDS YOU. May your chains rest lightly upon you and may prosperity forget that you were our countrymen”.  Amen to this.

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