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a long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away
i lived a pretty nice life, from a nice mostly welsh family, very proper. pedigree education, but chose to pursue life goals that don't earn, because i like to do my own thinking, and people don't pay you to think independently.
but, thanks to the wonders of american society, early in life i managed to piss off some very wealthy assholes who happened to be la familia michoacan *and* (of course) have connections in ... let's call it, "western power circles". apparently i pissed them off in a way where they want me alive to play with, so it's been decades of transgressions you cops don't address. gaslighting and organised stalking aren't technically illegal.
sure, it amounts to murder, we don't need to talk about how harassment is enough to murder people chuck, but people die. say what you like chuck.
so while you sleep, i get woken up every hour or so as "their people" patrol the neighborhood at all hours, for year after year, of property damage and libel and casual aggravation. and other things which people don't know enough about to talk about publicly. you know.
i mean, when you start talking about organised stalking, the objective is to make it sound so crazy that no one believes the target, like, "oh, no one would do things that petty". but i have eg. videos of folks i haven't bothered with for a quarter century trespassing., eg. recently a mountain of cigarette butts and a cooked spoon left on the property where folks regularly camp out to harass me, asleep or awake, unless i want sit there all day and take them out.
this is why i like cops. in tucson, we don't have normal american cops. we have cops that know about the f*ed up things that happen in a border town and are motivated. 90% of the cops in tucson know about organised stalking (and yes i've met enough to give a numerical estimate) who look into my eyes and know i'm not a perp and maintain situational awareness..
..but in all these years of, basically, covert, unsupported guerilla warfare (like i say, i've been to the other side of the world on this) i've learned a lot about the scum existant throughout the united states and western culture at the very least.
pretty sad.
pretty sad indeed, these gangsters who hold it back.
take a slash with your pecker mate, i've been everybody's toilet for longer than you can deal with, and i'm a very intelligent, agile toilet who spends all day in the arizona sun hitting the ground with a stick with a lump of metal on the end of it. and i do that on a military installation surrounded by generals who happen to like the way i do it. folks who want to run for the big dogs are as plentiful as grains of sand on the beaches, and the rule is, you stay this far away. i can stand in a hole filled with frozen sewage and put my thumbs into peoples eyes all day the same way anyone else gets used to things.
remember that gauntlet you threw down two kalpas ago bbbbbboooooooooooooyyyyyyyyyyyyy
kind of an odd fate for someone with elite schooling and recognised as a gifted genius. you remember gabby giffords? we used to sit next to each other in a.p. u.s. history, she was my emergency passport guarantor. shucks i could be developing tech for you people, but i guess people enjoy recreational toileteering over the tangible benefits of intelligent capable people working for the advancement of the entire culture. real thoughtful, here's your dollar bill, live in fear and remember to woof. good dog.
other people and their thought processes i swear
i lived a pretty nice life, from a nice mostly welsh family, very proper. pedigree education, but chose to pursue life goals that don't earn, because i like to do my own thinking, and people don't pay you to think independently.
but, thanks to the wonders of american society, early in life i managed to piss off some very wealthy assholes who happened to be la familia michoacan *and* (of course) have connections in ... let's call it, "western power circles". apparently i pissed them off in a way where they want me alive to play with, so it's been decades of transgressions you cops don't address. gaslighting and organised stalking aren't technically illegal.
sure, it amounts to murder, we don't need to talk about how harassment is enough to murder people chuck, but people die. say what you like chuck.
so while you sleep, i get woken up every hour or so as "their people" patrol the neighborhood at all hours, for year after year, of property damage and libel and casual aggravation. and other things which people don't know enough about to talk about publicly. you know.
i mean, when you start talking about organised stalking, the objective is to make it sound so crazy that no one believes the target, like, "oh, no one would do things that petty". but i have eg. videos of folks i haven't bothered with for a quarter century trespassing., eg. recently a mountain of cigarette butts and a cooked spoon left on the property where folks regularly camp out to harass me, asleep or awake, unless i want sit there all day and take them out.
this is why i like cops. in tucson, we don't have normal american cops. we have cops that know about the f*ed up things that happen in a border town and are motivated. 90% of the cops in tucson know about organised stalking (and yes i've met enough to give a numerical estimate) who look into my eyes and know i'm not a perp and maintain situational awareness..
..but in all these years of, basically, covert, unsupported guerilla warfare (like i say, i've been to the other side of the world on this) i've learned a lot about the scum existant throughout the united states and western culture at the very least.
pretty sad.
pretty sad indeed, these gangsters who hold it back.
take a slash with your pecker mate, i've been everybody's toilet for longer than you can deal with, and i'm a very intelligent, agile toilet who spends all day in the arizona sun hitting the ground with a stick with a lump of metal on the end of it. and i do that on a military installation surrounded by generals who happen to like the way i do it. folks who want to run for the big dogs are as plentiful as grains of sand on the beaches, and the rule is, you stay this far away. i can stand in a hole filled with frozen sewage and put my thumbs into peoples eyes all day the same way anyone else gets used to things.
remember that gauntlet you threw down two kalpas ago bbbbbboooooooooooooyyyyyyyyyyyyy
kind of an odd fate for someone with elite schooling and recognised as a gifted genius. you remember gabby giffords? we used to sit next to each other in a.p. u.s. history, she was my emergency passport guarantor. shucks i could be developing tech for you people, but i guess people enjoy recreational toileteering over the tangible benefits of intelligent capable people working for the advancement of the entire culture. real thoughtful, here's your dollar bill, live in fear and remember to woof. good dog.
other people and their thought processes i swear
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... A remarkable mixture of aggrandizement and self pity going on there; what's sad is that I don't doubt for a moment any of it's true.
