Gang Stalking – America – a nation of moochers?

This blog has nothing to do with gang stalking – just a warning.

This is a scene I saw while waiting at the bus stop.

I sat on the bench next to a  black woman. A white man walked toward the bus stop. He stopped in front of the black woman and ignored me. The man carried a manila envelope with him. He opened it and showed the woman something. After showing her whatever it was, he said to her,” I have a doctor’s appointment in half an hour. I have to prove to the doctor that there’s something wrong with my right foot and I can’t walk. Can you do me a favor and watch me walk and tell me if it looks natural.” The man said something about getting on Social Security. There was nothing wrong with the man’s walk.

The woman nodded “yes”.

He walked away from her with his right foot turned toward the right.

The woman said, “No, it doesn’t look natural. It looks fake. You have to turn the right foot in such a way that it looks natural.”

The man again walked away from her and practiced his walking.

He said, “How does this look?”

The woman answered, “Much better. You’re getting the hang of it.”

The man practiced walking back and forth with his right foot turned in such a way that he looked flawed. I also watched. He looked like a cripple.

Finally, the black woman said, “Hey, you got it. Right on.”  The man smiled.

The bus pulled up and we all got on. The man practiced his cripple walk on the bus.

I sat on the bus a little ashamed of what America has become. America has become a nation of moochers. No one wants to work. They all want to stay home and live off someone else.

And I thought to myself  –  It’s too bad I don’t know that doctor’s name. I’d call him up and tell him what’s up.

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Gang Stalking – PostaDay 2011 – If you started a music band, what would the name be?

Bonus: If you could play any instrument, what would you play?

If I had a band, I would call it  “Go to Hell Band.”  The band would sing songs about gang stalking and the many ways targeted people are  harassed by the gang stalkers.  And the songs would be about telling the gang stalkers where the hell they could go.  The  logo of the band would show a devil with a pitch fork and the devil being consumed by fire.  It would send a message to the gang stalkers that this  is where they are going to end  up when their days on earth are no more.

When I was in my early teens, I began practicing the piano.  I really liked playing the piano, but being so young, sitting inside practicing while I could hear my friends outside  running around, laughing and having a good time, made me wish I was outside playing with them.  As you can imagine, it was a choice of sitting at the piano and practicing or going outside and having a good time.  Well, the good time won.  I gave up practicing the piano.  I regret I did not continue my piano lessons.  I promised myself before I die, I will learn to play the piano.

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