Gang Stalking – Advise from an ex-burglar.

I don’t know about the rest of you targets, but I have break-ins to my apartment every day.  This is from an article I found in “The Sunday”,  a Vegas weekly. The article is by Joe Schoenmann, staff writer. And he interviewed an ex-burglar by the name of  Tom.

And this is  Tom’s advise:

THE BASICS:

The best deterrents are things that slow down a burglar. If Tom thought a job would take him more than two minutes, he wouldn’t do it. “It only takes a couple seconds to get into the yard, a few seconds  when nobody’s looking, a few seconds to get in the house.” Tom said. “Two minutes. Get what you want, and get out.”

SIGNATURE MOVE

If your fridge has beer in it, and a burglar with Tom’s sensibilities breaks in, kiss the beer goodbye. “I’d always take the beer,” he said. “Kind of my ‘eff-you’ calling card.”

WHAT WORKS

1. Get a dog. A snatch-and-grab burglar isn’t going to take the time to see if he can put a watchdog to sleep by feeding it a hamburger full of sleeping pills. He’ll move on to the next house.

2. Lock everything. Lock your windows and doors. Lock your car. At night, lock your bike. Locks have existed for centuries for one reason: They deter criminals.

3. Put a wooden dowel in the track of a sliding glass door to stop the door from sliding. Otherwise, the doors can easily be pried open.

4. Invest in video cameras. Tom said a good four-camera system costs about $150. Smartphone apps can connect your home surveillance system to your phone and video can help police catch the criminal if your house is burglarized. “HD video is so clear, police who patrol the area can usually recognize who it is right away,” Tom said.

5. Get to know your neighbors. Post details about suspicious activity on neighborhood websites and social media.

WHAT DOESN”T WORK:

Don’t hide cash in a freezer or refrigerator. Burglars know to look there. Closets and night stands also are common hiding places.

Alarm Systems are hit and miss. Tom said they never scared him much. He’d be gone long before private security company employees arrived.

And by the way, Tom, who lives in Las Vegas, was never caught. He’s now a good family man and doesn’t steal anymore.

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Gang Stalking – If people are good, why all the hatred and turmoil in the world?

Bastards!

I know that’s not a nice way to start a blog, I can’t help it (well, I really could, but I don’t want to).

The library bastards are at it gain. Trying to get me thrown out of the library. I think the devils get a bonus if they do. There’s one librarian I really can’t stand. She’s here today and  was yesterday.

When I got to the library there were three people using the computers. Of course, I knew, within a few minutes the place would fill up. And, of course, it did.

I logged into the computer and when my hour was up, I got off. There were 2 women waiting to use the computers. They told me that they didn’t want to use the computer I used. I looked around and there was no one else in line. I went back into the room and logged on. I felt a tap on my back, “Ma’am, you have to get off the computer,” said the bitch librarian. With a man librarian as her security (I’m so dangerous, you know). She continued, “You signed on twice and you can’t do that. There are a lot of people waiting.”

I said, “I got off the computer and there was no one here, only 2 women and they didn’t want to use the computer, so I got back on.”

The library bitch turned to her security librarian, “Well, I’ll just turn her off.” And both went back to their desks.

I decided to get off the computer and leave.

I came out of the computer room and the bitch was talking to the security guard. When she was through with him, I walked over to him and said, “Now, I want to tell you my side of the story.” And I told him what happened. The Security Guard told me he didn’t want to hear what I had to say. I said to him, “Why don’t you look at the video and you’ll see that I’m telling the truth.”

The rule is that if no one is in line to use computer,  I can log back in. And that’s exactly what I did. Of course, with me, the rules don’t apply. The other lowlifes can stay on 2-3 hours and no one says anything. No one complains, either.

I walked out of the damn library before I said something that would get me thrown out.

I wanted to tell the bastards to die and go straight to hell. I forced myself out of the place.

After the library, I made my way to the supermarket. As soon as I got in the store, the Security Guard began to follow me around.

I got the things I needed and went to pay for them.

When I got to the cashier, there was one person in line paying for his things. After the man left, the cashier began to look around. She made no move to ring up the 3 items I had.  I got fed up and went to another cashier. She acted as if I wasn’t even standing in front of her.

As I walked out of the store, the Security Guard  stood in the  front. I walked over to him and said,  “You don’t have to follow me around. I don’t steal.” I walked away quickly before I said something nasty to the jerk.

Got home and left my door open for about a minute while I put the food away. I also put my handbag on my bed.

I discovered at about 7 p.m. that a bag in which I carry my lipstick, blush and some other things was missing. The bag was gone and everything in it.

Can’t even keep my door open for even a second without some lowlife stealing something.

I absolutely think humanity has reached a high-level of evilness.

I keep hearing that people are  good. Hogwash! They’re nothing but evil bastards!

If people are  good, why all the turmoil and hatred in the world?

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Gang Stalking – As targets, we should always expect the unexpected.

I almost had a fire in my apartment.

When I want something toasted, I use the oven., I used to have a toaster, but the perps screwed around with the electrical system. I put on the toaster one day  and sparks came out of it. It was less than 3 months old. Since then, I don’t use the toaster, nor the microwave.

Anyway, as to the fire. I put some bread on a cookie sheet to toast. When the toast was almost done, I couldn’t find my oven mitten. It wasn’t where I always put it. So I grabbed a towel. Bad move. When I tried to get the cookie sheet out of the oven, it was too hot and I dropped the towel. The towel caught fire . I ran around like a chicken with my head cut off. Finally, I came to my senses and turned the oven off. and made sure the oven wasn’t letting in any air.  It took from 10-13 minutes for the fire to go out.

I did find my oven mitten. Someone had hidden it in the first shelf of my kitchen cabinet, way in the back. I always keep the oven mitten on the counter where I can easily grab it.

I was lucky this time, but I’d like to get the idiot who hid my oven mitten. I know who did it. She’s always near my apartment, but I can’t prove it. She’s the lady who cleans the apartments when someone moves  out. She seems to have nothing to do, but hang around where I live. She comes in when I’m gone and puts things in my food and steal things.

I wish I could find a camera to catch her in the act of stealing something from my apartment. I’d like to put her in jail where she belongs.

I know I should’ve had the oven mitten ready when I put the cookie sheet in the oven, but who thinks something won’t be nearby when we need it. I should know better by now. I should always expect the unexpected.

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Gang Stalking – Have to do laundry third-world style.

I finally went out and bought myself new clothes. Nothing expensive, the perps will just rip everything to shreds. I was really beginning to look like a ragamuffin. Still do in some ways. I also bought myself a new hat. A new Fedora. I can just see it now, every perp wearing a Fedora. The last time, I bought a Cadet hat, everyone and his mother were walking around with cadet caps, still are.   When I walked out of the store, there were  perps  wearing the color of the blouses I’d bought and a few were  wearing Fedoras.

I was looking so ragamuffin because I can’t wash my clothes in the laundry room. I used to wash my clothes there, but stopped. Every time I’d walk into the laundry room, it would fill with perps, who suddenly had to do their clothes. And they’d sit in the laundry room and talk so loud and make experience so disgusting, I’d leave. And then I’d have to worry about what they’d do to my clothes.

Isn’t it disgusting that in the U.S., which is supposed to be a free country, I have to wash my clothes third-world style? That I can’t take a walk without an entourage? That I’m not safe in my apartment? That the apartment is broken into every day?  That my food’s poisoned? That I’m hit with electricity? That my bed is a thing of torture?  And I could go on and on with what they do to me, but I’d bore you to death.

America the Beautiful is no more!

I’ve never seen so many unhappy Americans. Everybody’s dissatisfied with the way things  are, except the politicians. They’re cashing in on Americans’ unhappiness. They could care less. Unhappy Americans are gullible. Keep them at each other’s throats and they won’t think about all the problems in America. All politicians care about is getting voted into office. They’ll say and do whatever it takes to get re-elected.  Once the creeps get elected, nothing will change. The politicians won’t do a damn thing different. And the people will go back to complaining. Why didn’t the people vote the bastards out?

Oh, America, I miss what you used to be.

P.S. Do you remember the man I told you about who stole a woman’s handbag and tried ot get me blamed for it? What are the chances of that man getting to sit next to me every day at the computer?  It’s not a high number, but every day the perps work it out so that this creep gets to sit next to me. I told the creep he disgusts me. I know it’s not nice to say something like this to someone, but he makes me want to vomit on him.

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No More Stealing by Government? A Long-Overdue Attack on Asset Forfeiture

Your government at work.

International Liberty

Since I’m a public finance economist, I realize I’m supposed to focus on big-picture issues such as tax reform and entitlement reform. And I do beat those issues to death, so I obviously care about controlling the size and power of government.

But I like to think I’m also a decent human being. And this is why I get even more agitated when politicians and bureaucrats engage in thuggish behavior against comparatively powerless citizens.

Some of the worst examples of government thuggery are the result of “asset forfeiture,” which happens when governments confiscate the property of people who haven’t been convicted of any crime. Heck, sometimes they’re not even charged with any crime.

*Such as when the government wanted to steal someone’s truck because a different person was arrested for drunk driving.

*Such as when the government tried to steal the bond money a family has collected to bail…

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Gang Stalking – On the move again…

 

 

 

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I’ll be moving from my apartment.  I got a notice on my door that said the following:

 

Community Policies Violation.  Warning to Resident.

 

It has my name, address, etc.  It comes from Pinnacle, the management company.

 

“This is your last warning, as we have discussed before your inappropriate behavior cannot continue…You cannot continue harassing your fellow neighbors.  Police was(sic) called and event #130922-1639 was filed against you. Please stop by the office to speak to Manager. Please do not continue this behavior. We will take further action if you continue this.”

 

At the end, it had 2nd Warning (last warning) and signed by Manager.

 

Yeah, I’m such a harasser.  Every day the perp next door comes into my apartment, the one in apartment 203, too, and who knows who else is here while I’m out.  And every time I come back home, they’ve done damage to something in my apartment, or stolen something, ruin the vegetables I’ve  bought. That’s when they’re not hitting me with electricity and making monkey noises, leaving garbage in front of my door, honking their cars, slamming doors, etc.  Yeah, I’m the harasser.  The perps are such angels.  I’m the bad one.

 

This is how they slowly drive us to insanity.

 

I went into the office with the note and told them I’m moving out.  The manager had me sign a form.,and I’ll be leaving on the 30th of October.

 

I have absolutely no idea what I’ll do. It doesn’t matter if I move out of state, stay in the state, get a new apartment, it’ll be the same bullshit wherever I go.  Nothing will change.  Just the faces will change, but the same harassment will continue in whatever apartment I rent.

 

The police officer who came to see me yesterday wrote me up as being a racist,  That’s what that code means.  Someone can call me white trash, but I can’t respond in kind.  I told the woman harassing me to go back to Africa after she called me white trash.  It’s okay for her to call me names, but it’s not okay for me to call her names back.

 

But then, I’m only a target.  We targets have no rights whatsoever.  No one ever listens to our side of the story. I showed the officer how they took my chairs apart.  He said he wasn’t interested in hearing about my chairs.  No, siree. What the perps do to us is never considered a crime, but if we targets defend ourselves, we’re criminals right away. It doesn’t matter what happens to us.  We don’t count.

 

So, I’ll be on the road again looking for a new place to live.  Now, I have to look for another miserable place to live. Nothing ever changes.  It just gets worse all the time.

 

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Gang Stalking – Letting someone into Facebook, is like letting someone into your home.

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Today when I turned on my computer, my anti-virus reported that it’d stopped 35 viruses from getting into my computer.  I know that the perps have copies of everything in my computer, but I still like to know how they get in it.  As I stated before, I turn off computer every night, take out my modem, my battery, but still, every time I get into my computer, I find changes that were not there the night before.  I really have to take a computer course, but they’re so expensive.  Well, at least it went on today.  I didn’t have to spend a few hours trying to get on. Hallelujah!!

If you have a Facebook page and you’re a target, I’ve noticed a few things. It’s taken me a while to notice these things. I’m usually just trying to keep my computer on, and have little time to interact with other Facebook users, or anyone else.

Be careful who you let on to your Facebook page.  On my page, I think most of the people who befriend me are perps.

(I must be on to something, they just deleted everything I typed. So I have to make sure I get this published.)

I’ve noticed that the government perps will try to have you connect with someone who’s of the same race, origin, country, has same hobbies, hispanic, black, etc.  They want you to trust this person and spill out all your secrets. You know, the best friend kind of thing.  Sometimes I let  them join, even though I know they’ll get in and do damage to my computer. I let them join because that’s the only way I’m going to learn who’s a perp.  I recently let a woman in and immediately I got very bad feelings about her.  It was the way she smiled, posed, and the general feeling I got from her photo. I let her stay on. That’s the only way to learn about these people.  One of the first giveaways is how they agree you, “Hi, dear friend.”  I don’t even know this person and we’re friends already.  If you get someone whose statement is something about friends, un-join her.  I can tell you, she/he is usually up to no good.  There are other signs, but I don’t want to give up my secrets. I wish I could, but they would change their ways. I know now they’re thinking, we can’t call them friends right away. A dead giveaway.  Just let your instincts guide you.  Your instincts will always help you.  If you get an “icky” feeling about someone, go with that feeling. It will help you keep perps out of your computer.

I also get “icky” feelings when I’m on WordPress, but as I stated, I let them in, sometimes to my detriment.

When you let someone into your Facebook page, it’s like letting them into your house/apartment.  Would you let someone into your house who gave you a creepy feeling? No.  And that’s the same way you should consider Facebook — letting someone into your house. Be careful what information you put on your Facebook page, or anywhere else. I give out information about myself, but up to a certain point.  I don’t give out my phone number, my birthday (if I do, I lie about it, sorry), but someone can steal your I.D. very easily. Be careful.

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Gang Stalking – Do not sign your debit card…ever!

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When I pay for something I buy, I always use my debit card.  I rarely carry cash with me. Lately, I’ve noticed something I didn’t before.

In the last two weeks, every time I give my debit card to the clerk, he/she asks me whether it’s debit or credit, which is a question they always ask.  So I respond “debit”.  And inevitably the clerk charges it to credit.  I went along with the credit thing, but now I will never sign my debit card again.  For one, it’s a debit card and it doesn’t require a signature.  The last week, it’s always been credit the clerks ring up.  And then yesterday it hit me.  I have to sign the credit card every time I buy something.  I realize that these perps are trying to get my signature.

I realized it yesterday when I went to pay my internet modem bill.  The first clerk I went to told me I couldn’t pay my bill because the card wouldn’t work.  I responded that I’ve never had any problem when I’ve paid my bill.  She didn’t want me to be able to pay the bill so that my internet access would be turned off.  I went over to another clerk and  told her my card is a debit card.  Of course, when she swiped my card, it came up credit.  Again!  She asked me to sign and I did.  After she got my signature, she went over to the other clerk to show her that she had gotten my signature.  Huh, I thought, and walked out of the place.

As I walked home, I told myself that I should’ve said something to the woman who was sharing my signature with someone else. What right did she have to show my signature around to other people?

I realize that I’ve been an idiot, accepting credit instead of what my card is. With credit, I always have to sign my card. My signature is out there for everyone to copy.   Someone can copy my signature, go the bank, and leave my account minus zero.  I’m kicking myself now on how stupid I’ve been.

From now on, no more credit card signature for me.  I will tell the clerk right up front, my card is a debit card and that’s how it should be rung up.  It should be rang up as credit, and if it’s not, I will not sign and  want a copy stating that my credit’s cancelled. I know a target who lost $15,000 from her Wells Fargo Account.  Someone went into the bank, signed her name and took her money.

I’m just warning you all not to be as stupid as I’ve been.  Make sure that you don’t sign anything you don’t have to, especially if it’s a debit card.  If its debit, it should ring up as debit, nothing else.  Be careful out there with your money.  You’ve worked hard to save it. DON’T SIGN ANYTHING YOU DON’T HAVE TO. And that applies to non-targets, too.  Just a warning.  Don’t be as stupid as I’ve been. And don’t let anyone know your password.

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Gang Stalking – “The urge to save humanity is almost always a false front to rule.”

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“The urge to save humanity is almost always a false front for the urge to rule.”  H.L. Mencken

I cannot step out of my apartment without the freak next door coming into it.  Today, he stole my brush with which I scrub my back. He also stole the small light I use to type my blog.  I use it to see the keys.  I don’t put any lights on when I’m home because there are cameras in my apartment and  want to make it as difficult for them to see me as possible.  That piece of s–t has nothing else to do, but come into my apartment and go through everything I own. I got so angry when I came home and  found my scrubber and light missing, that I screamed at the bastard through the wall.  I told him that I was going to have him arrested.  And I will.  I’m sick of not being able to leave my apartment without the freak coming into it.  There’s nothing he won’t go through.  He goes into my refrigerator and steals my food, changes the brand of whatever I buy and replaces it with another brand, smashes my vegetables, takes deodorant from the bathroom, powder, soap, squeezes the toothpaste out of my tube, and, of course, he’s broken all my dining room chairs. He’s removed all the seats and shortened the legs on every one of the chairs.  Well, I could go, but I won’t, it’ll just make me angry and want to go next door and…..well, use your imagination.  Bastard!

That’s all I’m writing today. I’m too angry to write.  The more I write the more I want to go next door and, well…

But I want you to see this video:  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u2ebudnWlh4&feature=youtube

I can’t download it to my computer, but I think you should see it.

Have a good night all.

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Gang Stalking – Get out of my life U.S. government!

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Lately, a lot of gas lighting is happening in my apartment.

I bought a can of beans, haven’t used and it’s been in my cabinet.  I went to the cabinet to get the beans to use them and guess what, not the same beans.  I’m sure the idiot in apartment 209 exchanged the beans for  the ones I bought.

And then I bought a box of Ritz crackers, those with eight separate packages.  I ate three and had five left. I went to get a package yesterday and discovered there were only two left. The perps stole three packages.

I bought vegetables and went to the refrigerator bin to use the vegetables, they were gone. None left whatsoever. And the ones they left, they squeezed so much that they were useless. And when they don’t take the vegetables, they wet all the vegetables so they’ll get soggy and wilt.

I found a  hole, about fist size, in the cabinet above the oven.  They did this so mice can get into my apartment and infest it with roaches.

My soap and toothpaste keep disappearing. They steal the soap,  and with the toothpaste, they squeeze the paste out of the tube.

I find fingerprints on my kitchen table all the time and footprints in my bathtub.

They go into my bedroom closet and take whatever they want. I never know when I come home if I’ll have clothes to wear the next day, or food to eat.

I bought pesticide to spray in all the crevices, but I didn’t use it the same day.  When I went to use the pesticide the next day, the top was open and it’d been emptied.

And I have to keep checking my cabinets all the time because they keep making holes to attract vermin.

And every time I leave my house, they turn on my air conditioner so I’ll have a big power bill. I don’t even want to see my bill this month. I’m sure it’s going to be very high.

The perps also broke the refrigerator panel that keeps the refrigerator cold.

I know what I wrote about the missing things might seen petty to some of you, but when this happens all the time, it gets expensive.  Always having to replace things and not knowing what I’ll find  in my apartment when I get home can get tiring.

Oh, isn’t the life of a target just wonderful?

Every minute of every day, we have to keep watch on everything in our apartments.  If we don’t, we’ll find a family of roaches living behind our refrigerator, or even mice crawling up the wall of our apartment.

Isn’t living in Perplandia just wonderful?  How ever did we get so lucky?

I’ll trade places with anyone who wants to live my life. It’s such a wonderful life.

B——s all!

Get out of my life damn U.S. government!

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