Today, I came home to discover someone threw soda on my front door, and the walkway in front of my apartment. Of course, I got angry! I’m getting sick and tired of the constant harassment. I opened my door, and inside there were footprints on the carpet and twigs all over the floor.
Every day I have to come home to nonsense done by some idiot. If it’s not one idiot, it’s another idiot. Never, ever, do they leave me alone. They don’t leave me alone when I’m home. When I’m home, I’m always getting sprayed with pesticide. I step out of my apartment, there’s an idiot waiting outside to do something to me. I go on the bus, more idiots hitting me with weapons. I go to the store, more idiots. It just seems to me, the world is full of idiots. I sometimes wonder if some of these idiots have any sort of life. They spend their life trying to hurt me or someone else. Their maturity level is that of a two-year-old (I apologize to two-year-olds for the insult). What I would like to do to these idiots, I can’t say in this blog. I’d probably get into trouble just stating what I’d like to do to them. I would like to say to all the idiots who hound me day and night, may each and every one of you go straight to hell where you belong. I’m sick of all your silly nonsense. May someone do the same thing to all of you one day. You deserve whatever misery befalls you.
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.