
Wheelchair seating in a theater (i.e. giving a dedicated, convenient space left free for a user to position his own wheelchair in the cinema). (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Yesterday, as I walked around my complex, a black man watched and followed me wherever I went. I began to feel my hair stand on its end. I know this feeling well. An intuition I get that someone is up to no good. So I went into the office and complained about the man. He does not live in the complex. The complex manager immediately got up and acted solicitous (big phony). I knew right away I should’ve handled it myself. So she got her radio and walked around to find the man. I met her halfway and she said, “I didn’t see anybody.” She implied that there was no man and I was making it up. Of course, I knew what was going to happen the next day.
So, today is the next day. I step out of my apartment, and what is the first thing I see? A creepy looking, tall, black man wearing all black and a scarf tied around his head. He wasn’t just walking by. He purposely walked by. If they know you’re coming out of your home, they’ll put gang stalkers outside your apartment. These people will be told to wait until you come out and play their part of just walking by. They act like extras on a movie set. When they’re told to walk on, they walk on. It’s an act they do.
I don’t care what color someone is. If my hair stands up on end, I’m going to be very careful. A man can be white, green, yellow, blue, and if my hair stands up on its end, I’m going to watch him. It has nothing to do with color. A lot of black men gang stalk me, but I never got the feeling I got yesterday. The man following me would have given anyone the creeps. So now I know that everywhere I go, a black man will be following me.
The complex manager reported what I told her to the monitor right away. The monitor passes it on to every gang stalker who works for him. It doesn’t take long for something that happens to a target to get around. Within minutes, all the gang stalkers know what the new thing is they should do to a target. And everything new gang stalkers report, they get paid for. Their job is to gang stalk a target, and to report anything new about a target. They get money for reporting every little, new thing. It doesn’t matter what it is. It’s new and it’s something else they can harass you about.
Today, I also passed a white man who always comes out when he knows I’m outside. He’s in a wheelchair and makes believe he just happened to be outside. He saw me and said, “Why, hello. How are you doing?” At that moment, I just got so pissed off putting up with these lowlifes, I looked at him and said, “Don’t talk to me, you phony. Why don’t you go drown yourself somewhere?” That might seem like a mean thing to say to someone who is in a wheelchair, but you have to be in my shoes to know how I feel putting up with phonies like these. They’re worse than people who we know are gang stalkers and act like gang stalkers. The ones who are “real nice” are despicable. They want to get to know you so they can report everything you do. So as I said, I hope he goes and drowns himself. And don’t think because someone is in a wheelchair that he’s not a gang stalker. There are plenty of people in wheelchairs who are gang stalkers. And they’re just as evil as the ones walking around.
And tomorrow when I go out, I expect to see a wheelchairs.
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