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Gang Stalking – A pigeon is stalking me.

Columbidae

Columbidae

Columbidae (Photo credit: Iñaki Mateos)

Feral pigeon (Columba livia).

Feral pigeon (Columba livia). (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Today, I’m not going to write about gang stalking, but I will write about stalking. We  targets all need time off from thinking about gang stalking.

I’m being stalked by a pigeon.  I know that sounds funny, but it’s true.  Let me tell you how it began.

Whenever I go grocery shopping,  I’ll take a break and have something to eat while sitting outside, and enjoy the fresh air.  Most of the times what I eat is a sandwich, and a  lot of times, I don’t finish the sandwich and throw it out.  I began to think that this is a waste of food while there are millions  of people  all over the world starving.

When I sit down, there are always a lot of pigeons around.  So I began feeding the pigeons whatever I had left of my sandwich. Sometimes I didn’t eat a sandwich, and the birds waited for me to throw them something.  I felt bad not throwing them something to eat, so I began buying seeds for the birds to eat.

As soon as the birds saw me coming, they came flying from everywhere.  One day I noticed that one of the pigeons had plastic on its claws.  I tried to get close to the pigeon to remove the plastic, but the pigeon would not let me near him. And for weeks, I saw the poor pigeon with plastic on its claws.

One day, the pigeon showed up with no claws.  His claws had been removed.  It looks like what our feet would look like if we had our toes removed.  I  really felt bad I couldn’t help the pigeon.

Anyway, every time I threw food, the de-clawed pigeon had trouble getting some of the seeds I threw.  I began to throw food toward him to make it easier for him to get some.  After a while, he began to edge closer to me because he knew I was trying to help him.

One day, I was sitting on a rock, while waiting for the bus and doing my crossword puzzle,  I noticed a pigeon walking around me. I didn’t pay any attention. And the pigeon kept getting closer  and shyly edged toward me.  I looked up and it was the pigeon I’d tried to help.  He shyly sat next to me, and cooed.  When the bus came, I ran to get the bus, and didn’t think twice about the pigeon.

I came  out of  my apartment one day, and guess who was sitting on the railing in front of my door?  The pigeon. Ever since then, every time I step out of my apartment, the pigeon is waiting for me.

I don’t know how the pigeon knows where I live.  Sometimes I come out of my apartment and stand by my railing, and I’ll see the pigeon on the roof watching me.  I can be three to four miles from where I live and the pigeon will show up.  So he’s stalking me.  So even the birds are stalking me.

But it’s kind of comforting to know someone is watching out for me, even if it’s a pigeon.

I used to think of pigeons as flying rats.  I no longer think that. Pigeons are very intelligent creatures.  How did the pigeon find me? He must have followed me home.    And now he follows me everywhere.  Sometimes when I don’t see the pigeon, I wonder if something’s happened to him.   I know some day, he’s not going to show up;  something will probably happen to him.  And when that day comes, I’ll miss the pigeon.

Life is strange, isn’t it?  Who thought a pigeon could get attached to a human, and a human to a pigeon?

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Gang Stalking – Off Topic – PostaDay 2011 – What is your biggest frustration about driving?

Is it people who don’t know how to merge? Or the ones who leave their turn signals on for decades? Maybe it’s simply the horrors of a daily commute in traffic? Identify your biggest annoyance and explain why it frustrates you so much?

I’ve never had a problem with commuting. When I lived in New York I had a car, but I never used it to commute. It made no sense to commute into New York City from Queens. If I drove my car to work, it would mean having to pay to park my car in a garage. Parking a car in New York can cost you a month’s rent. So I left it at home. I took the subway to work, which was  less expensive and I didn’t have to pay to park my car.  But I do know the horrors of being stuck in a subway car  stuffed with 200-300 people.

I used my car after getting home from work to do shopping and  other errands.  So I never had to worry about people who didn’t know to merge into traffic.

The one thing that annoyed me, though, were people who drove without looking.  What I mean by this, is that they would be driving, but their eyes were not on the road. Women and men would be turning around in their seat to discipline their children.  Others  would be eating,  texting, putting on their make-up (women), or some would actually be shaving (men)  while driving.  I  always worried all these people were going to cause an accident and I did not want to be involved in one.  I  made sure that I kept my eyes on them and the road.  It is a very, very dangerous way to drive.  All someone has to do is look away for a second to cause an accident.  I’m sure people who drive this way cause a lot of accidents.

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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.

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Gang Stalking – To the American People

Re-posted September 27, 2011.

Hi, my name is Gladys.

I am addressing this blog today to the American people, because I need your help. Please read my blog.

I am an ordinary American citizen. I was just like you at one time. Going about my day doing the ordinary things you take for granted. Going to work, shopping, seeing a movie, getting together with family, taking a trip, etc. Very, very ordinary things you still take for granted.

But I am no longer one of you. I am now a “Targeted Individual.”   Targeted by the U.S. Government. I can no longer do the ordinary things you do. My days are spent trying to protect myself from ordinary citizens who been convinced I’m a threat to the safety of the U.S. and them.

How did I get to this point? I don’t really know. I have never committed a crime, nor ever been arrested. The only contact I’ve had with police has been when I’ve had a complaint because something happened to me. Other than that, I’ve had very little contact with the police.

All I can think,  is that I’ve had a problem with someone and they reported me as being a risk. I can tell you that there have been two or three people who I’ve had a problem with, maybe one of them did it.

What the government is doing to me is the very thing done to the Jews in Nazi Germany.  I’m  sprayed with pesticide; have  gang stalkers follow me everywhere;  hit with lasers and other things they use. I’m snitched on 24/7.   I am never, never left alone for one minute. When this happened to the Jewish community, they complained to the world, but no one believed them. And look what happened! Thousands and thousands of Jews exterminated. The same thing is happening to me. And no one believes me. I am not the only one that this is happening to. There are thousands of Americans in the same boat (about 300,000+) and they are suffering the same hellish experience! And they also are not believed. Do you want another Nazi Germany?

I am here to ask you to please get in touch with your Congressman or Congresswoman, or your representative, and tell them to investigate what is going on with the government’s treatment of its citizen. I’ve tried, but to no avail! So, I’m turning to you, the American people, in the hope that you will see your way to spend 10 minutes and get in touch with your government representatives and tell them to investigate the terrible things  being done to American citizens who have done nothing. We haven’t gone to trial and been given a hearing. We’ve  been found guilty by some unknown people who decide these things. Illegal aliens and terrorists have more rights than the Americans being tortured!!

At night, you go into your bedroom, pull down your comforter and you know you’re safe. I don’t have that luxury. At night, when I go to bed it’s on an air mattress. And I have to get ready for a night of being sprayed with pesticide, hit with lasers and other weapons the gang stalkers use.

So, please, America, hear my plead for help. Help me end this terrible injustice to all Americans. I need your help. They need your help. Please hear my voice and respond. Help me, please! Thank you.

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