Gang Stalking – I didn’t know it was wrong.

I sometimes wonder about the people who come to the library  to make my life miserable.

How can they not have a conscience about what they’re doing to me and other targets? How can they not have a conscience? Are they so cold and uncaring that it means nothing to them to harass me?

Don’t they think that what they’re doing is wrong?

Doesn’t anything get into their idiotic brain telling them that it’s wrong what they’re doing?

Are they so desperate for money that nothing else matters?

Or are they just evil people who do what they do for fun?

Don’t  they  think that they’ll ever get caught doing what they do?

Eventually everyone gets caught. Nothing lasts forever. Nothing.

And once they get caught, what will be their excuse for what they did to all of us?

Will it be, “Oh, I didn’t know it was wrong.”

Sure, they didn’t know it was wrong. They knew from the start that what they were doing is wrong.

That’s always the answer evil people give for the evil they do to others. I didn’t know it was wrong. The Germans said  that when the discovered what Hitler was doing. How can they not know?

I look at them and think they look  like normal people. But are they? Is this what normal is today?  Step on others and don’t worry about it. Step on them before they step on you.

We live in an ugly, ugly world today. There don’t seem to be too many caring people around. Every one is out for himself/herself. And no on else matters. It’s a sad, sad state of affairs.

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Gang Stalking – New Edward Snowden video

Go to this site to see Edward Snowden video  – http://csglobe.com/media-blacks-new-snowden-interview. It is about what NSA is doing to all of us, and why he decided to come forward.

P.S. We got a new group of criminals at the library today. I guess a class just ended. Talk about ugly! This new group would make you want to vomit your food. How did the Flamingo library get so lucky? I would describe what they look like, but I don’t think my stomach can handle it. They’re R.L.V.T. (these initials mean something).

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Gang Stalking – Uglier than hell.

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I just want to say “hi”.  I’m not going to type my blog today.  The bastard in apartment 211 keeps erasing everything I type. He sits like a rat ( he looks like one,too) in his apartment and hacks my computer.  He’s swarthy-looking and has a pencil-thin mustache. I get the feeling that he thinks he’s  all that and a bag of chips.  He should really take a good look at himself sometime. He’s ugly as hell.  Bastard!

That’s it. Have a good day all.

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Gang Stalking – America twenty years from now…a scary thought.

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Jon cleaning (Photo credit: Mr Cake)

“The greatest purveyor of violence in the world: My own government, I cannot be silent.”  Martin Luther King

Yesterday, I decided to clean my kitchen.  I am not the best housekeeper.  A domestic goddess, I’m not.  I keep my place clean, but if  I could afford a maid, I’d have one.

Well, anyway, I was busy cleaning and sweeping, when I kept hearing “bong”.  I thought the idiots are at it again, making a lot of noise to annoy me.  So I dismissed the bonging, but it continued.  I  realized that the bonging sound was coming from my door. I opened my door to see what was happening outside.  As I stepped out, a rock almost hit me.

I stood by my railing to see  who was doing it.  I looked down from my railing and saw two little boys looking up at me. The little boys were between three and four.

The older looking boy asked me, “Why are you standing there?”  I replied, “Because I want to.”   He shrugged his shoulders. I asked him, “Why are you throwing rocks at my door?”  He shrugged his shoulders again.  I said, “Would you like someone throwing rocks at you?”  He said, “No.”   “So why do you it to me? He again shrugged. I asked him, “Have I done a anything to you?  He shrugged again. I could tell that someone was telling him what to say. “Is someone telling you what to say?”  I asked him. He kept looking away to look at someone.  He went in for about a minute.  He came back with a dog.  He held  the dog up toward me and said, “This dog can really scratch and he’s going to scratch you and make you bleed.”  I replied, “That dog is not going to scratch me because I haven’t done anything to him.  Most animals only attack others when they’re attacked. And there’s no reason for him to attack me.”    He came back at me, “He scratches real bad, and he’s going to scratch you over and over and make you hurt.”  I didn’t reply.  He said, “You are real ugly, ugly, ugly.”   Again, I could tell someone was telling him what to say.

I decided I was not going to play mind games with a child.  I went into my apartment.  As soon as I closed my door, I heard the rocks hitting my door again. I went out again.  “Stop throwing rocks at my door or I will go to the office.”   He replied, “I don’t care. They’re not going to do anything.”

I did go to the office and report the incident.  The little darlings could have easily hit me in the eye and damage it.

I’m sure you’re wondering  why I didn’t speak with the mother.  She would’ve just denied that her child was doing anything and began yelling at me.

This is the kind of children we’re bring up today.  This is the future of  America.  Children who are being taught to become little perps and grow up to become big perps.  These are little perps-in-training for the future.  I don’t even want to think what America is going to be like twenty years from now. It’s a scary thought.

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