Gang Stalking...

[Girl]

Never realized it had a name...

Allow me to elaborate... since last summer, that I noticed at least, I began having certain experiences, which, well... seemed rather strange...

I don't even know if I should be discussing it here (or anywhere, for that matter) but well I've "known" some of you for quite a long time... well I mean, realistically how much can you know someone on the net, right? Maybe 1/2 of us are psychopaths...

But I value your expertise and opinions, and I dunno I just felt maybe you'd have some kind of advice/insight.

[Doc]

May 27, 2009 19:25:53 GMT -5 Girl said:

Never realized it had a name...

Allow me to elaborate... since last summer, that I noticed at least, I began having certain experiences, which, well... seemed rather strange...

I don't even know if I should be discussing it here (or anywhere, for that matter) but well I've "known" some of you for quite a long time... well I mean, realistically how much can you know someone on the net, right? Maybe 1/2 of us are psychopaths...

But I value your expertise and opinions, and I dunno I just felt maybe you'd have some kind of advice/insight.

I hope you begin to experience peace and relief from any experiences of this kind.

[JoJo]

Never heard of it, so of course Googled:

www.gangstalkingworld.com/United/index.php/Main/GS101


I don't even know if I should be discussing it here (or anywhere, for that matter) but well I've "known" some of you for quite a long time... well I mean, realistically how much can you know someone on the net, right? Maybe 1/2 of us are psychopaths...

Well, I'm not crazy, just ask Letter B.. If this is happening to you on the net, do what I do.. Don't concern yourself. Yeah I can get annoyed when someone picks a fight, argues, etc. but the level of concern doesn't rise beyond that. But, it sounds like the description of gang stalking intrudes into the real world with real people taking time to monitor the targeted individual.

I dunno, this sounds very labor intensive, and are there enough unemployed people (because you'd have to be to have the time, current events notwithstanding) to put the effort into this task? If enough people are employed to monitor the victim 24/7, then it should become obvious to the person being stalked? Only highly trained personnel can really pull off observing someone without being noticed, the average person would be obvious and clumsy about it. If I saw a lot of this going on around me, I'd walk up to the person watching me and say hey... Why are you watching me?

If this is for real, then it belies the argument that conspiracies can't exist because a large group of people couldn't keep the information secret.. But I'm dubious about ordinary people going on "for years" examining someone without the person being aware.

[Doc]

May 27, 2009 20:52:34 GMT -5 JoJo said:

Never heard of it, so of course Googled:

www.gangstalkingworld.com/United/index.php/Main/GS101


I don't even know if I should be discussing it here (or anywhere, for that matter) but well I've "known" some of you for quite a long time... well I mean, realistically how much can you know someone on the net, right? Maybe 1/2 of us are psychopaths...

Well, I'm not crazy, just ask Letter B.. If this is happening to you on the net, do what I do.. Don't concern yourself. Yeah I can get annoyed when someone picks a fight, argues, etc. but the level of concern doesn't rise beyond that. But, it sounds like the description of gang stalking intrudes into the real world with real people taking time to monitor the targeted individual.

I dunno, this sounds very labor intensive, and are there enough unemployed people (because you'd have to be to have the time, current events notwithstanding) to put the effort into this task? If enough people are employed to monitor the victim 24/7, then it should become obvious to the person being stalked? Only highly trained personnel can really pull off observing someone without being noticed, the average person would be obvious and clumsy about it. If I saw a lot of this going on around me, I'd walk up to the person watching me and say hey... Why are you watching me?

If this is for real, then it belies the argument that conspiracies can't exist because a large group of people couldn't keep the information secret.. But I'm dubious about ordinary people going on "for years" examining someone without the person being aware.

Yes, I concur with all that. It seems to me that the target would be, uhm, observed by a limited number of qualified personal who are in career law enforcement; lay people can not be trusted to not blab or give themselves away through inept actions.
Also, the time span I think was greatly exaggerated as I think unless a person is clearly deemed significant enough to monitor, why go to such a waste of resources?

[Girl]

Thanks, guys. Jo, I know it sounds way out there, I hardly believed it myself... in fact, when I first started reading about it, my first reaction was that all of us experiencing these symptoms must be suffering from the same mental illness! lol

But I cannot deny the things that took place in and around my paper thin walls apt. bldg.

I had been pretty much a loner for the last 4 or 5 years since the kids moved out... I was always nice to everyone, but never socialized with any of my neighbors. I was always on the net. I would stick my head out the door maybe 10 min a day to walk my dog and that's it. Other than that, the occasional outing with family or friends, shopping, etc.

But it seems the more you keep to yourself, the more people want to know about you.

It was a small complex, 10 apartments. There is always someone home at any given time. Many aren't working.

I usually go to bed early, there's no music or tv blaring. So they had to find something... my old car was out back that I was waiting to have enough money to fix. Whenever the snow came, some would complain that the plow couldn't do its job properly because of my car that didn't move. I overheard two of my neighbors discussing it, then one inquired, demandingly, "how well do you know her?"

Things started happening then... listen to this. I came home one day to find my hallway furniture moved slightly. My place is not cluttered, and I KNOW when something is moved 1/4 of an inch, never mind inches! There was also that creepy feeling of, "somebody's been here". Nothing was taken that I could tell at that time. There were a couple of other such incidents. Anyhow, I resolved to go out even less at that point. I would let my dog out, run and pick up the poop and dash back upstairs again. So, a few days later, what do I hear? The woman below me receives a visitor, and says, in the hallway, in her finest Middle Eastern accent, "she won't go out, we can't do what we want". "Bitch." says the other. HUH?

Then, the last couple I ever would have suspected, next door, I clearly heard her tell whoever she was on the phone with, "she's on the internet ALL DAY, I need to get in there to get my monitor back." HUH?

So now I'm looking for bugging devices. Now I don't even feel safe locked up in my apartment. It got bad. I had ppl bringing me groceries so I didn't have to go out.

Then the holidays come... I was not hosting dinner, so... I had to go out...

I had a bunch of boxes on the bed in the spare room that were waiting to be mailed to my family in the US. When I got home with my mom late that night, I could hear raucous laughter coming through the door about how I brought my mom home to sleep over and where is she gonna lie down? Not that it was anyone's business, but she bunked with me.

THEN, the coup de grace, here it comes: I finally found something missing. Papers. A whole shitload. Utility bills. Bank and credit card statements. Tax returns. Business proposals. Car registration. You name it, it was gone!

I found traces of the confetti I'd used to decorate my gift boxes out in the hallway!

At that point, it didn't take much to determine that someone was profiling me!

The big question still, of course, is WHY.

One day in particular, I had been sitting quietly at the computer for I guess what must have been a long time... they must have thought I'd given them the slip, cause one of them, a woman, opened my door while I was sitting there, but the door guard stopped them from getting all the way in, our eyes met and she fucked off and I fucked off after her, but she had too much of a lead on me. I had to get my boots on and a jacket, and of course lock my door, which now that I think of it, why bother.

Anyhow, she was carrying a small black kit, and got to the bus shelter two blocks away, sat down hunched over and was rummaging through her kit, and unfortunately I didn't get to her before the bus came, but I went into the bus shelter anyway and there was a mysterious white powder on the ground. I took a picture of it. I should have taken a sample, but I figured there was no way I could prove where it came from anyway. I didn't recognize the woman as a building regular so it was a dead end.

I stopped receiving most of my mail. And in fact, yet another neighbor came to deliver one letter that I know I had already picked up a day or two earlier that was already in my apartment!

And another one recently tried to follow me on a bus. This one breaks my heart, because I could have been working now. I had plans to move, so I had resumed somewhat of a normal life.

There are two buses at that stop. When one came, he got in line, but kept looking to see if I was. When I didn't, rather than get out of line and arouse suspicion, he got on, but transferred to my bus at the first opportunity. Whereupon I transferred back to the other bus to go another way that would suggest I may not be going far.

Anyhow... my second day on the job, I was already followed. I could hear my neighbor inside with the guy my boss rents space from, saying he was an investigator and blah blah blah the whole spiel.

I wanted to burst in and confront him, but was frozen to my seat in fear and disbelief. Then my boss came and said I was to go out for a 1/2 hr at noon. Not an option. Sigh. That must be when they left.

I had stupidly left the address of my work next to the computer. I had covered it with another paper, but it was exposed when I got back. Man, it's hard to think of everything! I can't take my whole house with me when I go out, and shouldn't have to!

So... I just never went back, and never called. My poor boss is probably wondering what happened to me.

In the process of moving, it was overheard that I should be followed. Which I was expecting anyway. Within two or three days, two men posing as... *members of a religious organization*, whom I instantly recognized as associated with the upstairs apt at my old place, were questioning me on everything except what they were supposed to. I didn't bite.

Funny how they only came to MY door, then left the neighborhood.

This week... a car, pulls up in front of my door, sees me coming out at that exact moment, pulls away from the curb again, continues down the street, turns and waits by the park. I was pissed, because I was on my way out to meet my daughter for lunch. Now, I was going to be late.

I took one last opportunity to prove to myself I'm being paranoid, and started walking anyway. The car inches down toward me. Ok, fuckers.

I turned and walked back towards home... only I turned down a sidestreet that leads to another side of the park. I disappeared into the trees, then figured they'd probably accuse me of hiding something in there, so I boldly walked around and came up the back to where they were parked. I made a mental note of the plate number and as I came within 10 feet of the car they took off like a bat out of hell.... though they drove up and down all the neighboring sidestreets for a good while.

I started walking towards my destination. Another car pulls into the parking lot at the park. Two joggers get out, trying to look like they're warming up getting ready for a run. Well- they must have changed their minds, cause once they saw I was leaving the area they got back in the car and drove away.

I decided to come back in for a bit. When I came out, I didn't detect anyone, and I went about my business but it delayed me a good hour at least.

Anyhow, I have since gone through my remaining papers, have stored what's important elsewhere, shredded everything personal, etc.

I am no longer alone, I now live near all of my family and friends, and I have read that this is actually your best defense, is to not isolate yourself and to stay amongst people. There's not too much you can get accused of if you have an alibi for every day of the week!

I don't really know who the ringleader is- or why everyone was so quick to cooperate- but I know one thing, the woman below me wanted my apt. for a friend of hers. Well, she can have it. Too bad the timing is off for them. I stayed till her friend found something else. I was determined to stay at first- it was my home after all- but opportunity presented itself and here I am.

A total of 6 (that I know of) out of 10 apts. were in on this. Plus two from the neighboring building... go figure.

Doc, that was my question as well, but on another site it said that community policing is a huge network, and all someone has to do is say you're a prostitute or drug dealer or sex offender and you'll have a whole bunch of citizens ready to keep an eye out. It said that neighbors are generally all paid 100 bucks a month to keep an eye on you. That may not seem like a lot, but perhaps enough incentive for someone who's home anyway and thinks they're doing their civic duty. Look how one little lie can ruin someone.

Also, I can see how it could become obsessive and get out of hand, like Ed TV or the Truman Show... Jo, at one point they want you to know. They want you to react, and when you react, you run the risk of getting yourself arrested. I would "react" within my own walls, where I know they could hear, but was careful not to confront anyone directly.

[DarkHorse]

Sorry you had to experience this Girl. Glad you got out of it.

[someotherguy]

Wow, that is some scary stuff. Be careful & safe, Girl.

[JoJo]

OK, well.. I believe you. But your experiences do show that the average person(s) employed in this do indeed give themselves away.. And don't care either which is puzzling to me. I'm in a funny position, in that I'm outside a lot, in the public eye, and people are always watching what I'm doing. (I'll explain privately if you like) So, anything targeting me personally would disappear into the background noise of my everyday life.

Good that you moved out of this situation. It seems like perhaps it was all about getting you to move for the friend, although to go to these extremes is amazing, you understand why the average person first hearing about this would find it hard to believe.. And yet it happened, so there you are.

If this continues in your new place, especially the business of walking into your place, (which is clearly illegal btw) set up a web cam to take video non-stop while you are away. Personally, my method of defense would involve a baseball bat and a trip by the perpetrator to the emergency room, but that's just me..

Good luck Girl, and let us know what happens.

[Girl]

Thanks for caring guys... it means a lot.

Jo, I like your method of choice. lol

And you know, what you said makes sense in that how observant are most of us a lot of the time? Personally, I always found that I was never observant enough to satisfy myself, and yet, I have to wonder how much the average person misses if they're not looking for something...

Like the phony preachers, and joggers... how many others noticed the things I did? Who else is standing there observing the actions of passers-by?

I doubt it would register with most, and even if it did, I don't think they'd question it.

After going through this, I have even less trouble believing that multitudes can be in on something and it remains a secret. Because really, the only way I became aware of it is by big mouths and hollow walls. If the building was soundproof, I might never have known

And yeah, as much as it's intimidating, I do have to laugh at the many bungled scenarios... amateurs. It's pretty hard to spy on someone when they know about it. lmao.

Web cam... do tell. And, if anyone has info on what kind of "monitor" she could have planted in my apartment, I'd appreciate that as well. Is that the James Bond theme I hear? lol

Ok, now, the slickest thing I've seen yet is a small cable that attaches to your regular keyboard cable, that attaches to the computer, that is a keylogger in hardware form. Its manufacturer states that most people don't check behind their computers for months at a time... hm. Well, I suppose I could have dusted back there a little more often, but I did have to vacuum the fan quite frequently for dog hair. Quick! Everyone check. rofl.

Power strips as audio listening devices. Yikes. See, now there's something I wouldn't notice.

[Doc]

May 29, 2009 20:56:44 GMT -5 Girl said:

Thanks for caring guys... it means a lot.

Jo, I like your method of choice. lol

And you know, what you said makes sense in that how observant are most of us a lot of the time? Personally, I always found that I was never observant enough to satisfy myself, and yet, I have to wonder how much the average person misses if they're not looking for something...

Like the phony preachers, and joggers... how many others noticed the things I did? Who else is standing there observing the actions of passers-by?

I doubt it would register with most, and even if it did, I don't think they'd question it.

After going through this, I have even less trouble believing that multitudes can be in on something and it remains a secret. Because really, the only way I became aware of it is by big mouths and hollow walls. If the building was soundproof, I might never have known

And yeah, as much as it's intimidating, I do have to laugh at the many bungled scenarios... amateurs. It's pretty hard to spy on someone when they know about it. lmao.

Web cam... do tell. And, if anyone has info on what kind of "monitor" she could have planted in my apartment, I'd appreciate that as well. Is that the James Bond theme I hear? lol

Ok, now, the slickest thing I've seen yet is a small cable that attaches to your regular keyboard cable, that attaches to the computer, that is a keylogger in hardware form. Its manufacturer states that most people don't check behind their computers for months at a time... hm. Well, I suppose I could have dusted back there a little more often, but I did have to vacuum the fan quite frequently for dog hair. Quick! Everyone check. rofl.

Power strips as audio listening devices. Yikes. See, now there's something I wouldn't notice.

These people that perform this snoop work must be bored out of their minds. I mean, no offense, in general with everyone, though I am sure your life is full and rewarding,

Like, here'a sample journal:

"Well, the target exited her house at 8:13AM for apparently work, where she drove across town to the Acme Enterprise Office Tower. She parked her car on the usual floor, took the #5 elevator to the 41st floor, got off, and had some coffee. Agent #4 and I mooned her thru the glass in the hallway. She pretended not to notice. SHe then went to her cubicle, #7, in the the accounting area where she drank coffee and did her case load for 3.76 hours. She then took a break for 4.7 minutes, got a donut, a Coke, and resumed working until lunch, when she went to the cafeteria on the 38th floor. She saw us following her but pretended not to notice. We tracked her to cafe table 11 where she had beef stroganoff and an apple. And a stick of gum, which she threw in the trash. We retrieved the gum and it is now at Exam Central being tested to see if her DNA has changed in any way since last week. ......... before going to bed, she fed her Cat, Daisy, and called her sister in Schenectady/ They talk for 7.98 minutes about Aunt Zelda's perscription Tylenol and how Dr. Schlattinger isn't taking good enough care of her since his stroke. They plan to change her mom's M.D. in July. Shortly thereafter, she burped not once but twice, said the catechism, fell asleep listening to the radio on "LoveSongs" radio. and snored for about 1/7 of the 6.89 hours she slept. She was awakened early by the weekly dempster dumpsterm vtimdvoitmdsoipmv p[sdmvdjfkgvn dgjnvWReive49860885nv e5yv noeiv

snore..............................

BTW, yep Schlattinger really fallen off. I'd go with Dr. Moody.

[eyesbleed]

Sorry to read about this insane situation your having to deal with Girl!
You're handling this much better than I'd be able to.

That little apartment building would never work for me. With my hobby of collecting really weird/unusual music & my rather poweful stereo, I can just hear the apartment building meetings now.....
" I don't know what the hell that was he was playing in there last night, but somebody has GOT to get in there & steal that stereo A.S.A.P.!!!" ;D

[P(D)enny La(i)ne]

May 30, 2009 1:03:11 GMT -5 Doc said:

May 29, 2009 20:56:44 GMT -5 Girl said:

Thanks for caring guys... it means a lot.

Jo, I like your method of choice. lol

And you know, what you said makes sense in that how observant are most of us a lot of the time? Personally, I always found that I was never observant enough to satisfy myself, and yet, I have to wonder how much the average person misses if they're not looking for something...

Like the phony preachers, and joggers... how many others noticed the things I did? Who else is standing there observing the actions of passers-by?

I doubt it would register with most, and even if it did, I don't think they'd question it.

After going through this, I have even less trouble believing that multitudes can be in on something and it remains a secret. Because really, the only way I became aware of it is by big mouths and hollow walls. If the building was soundproof, I might never have known

And yeah, as much as it's intimidating, I do have to laugh at the many bungled scenarios... amateurs. It's pretty hard to spy on someone when they know about it. lmao.

Web cam... do tell. And, if anyone has info on what kind of "monitor" she could have planted in my apartment, I'd appreciate that as well. Is that the James Bond theme I hear? lol

Ok, now, the slickest thing I've seen yet is a small cable that attaches to your regular keyboard cable, that attaches to the computer, that is a keylogger in hardware form. Its manufacturer states that most people don't check behind their computers for months at a time... hm. Well, I suppose I could have dusted back there a little more often, but I did have to vacuum the fan quite frequently for dog hair. Quick! Everyone check. rofl.

Power strips as audio listening devices. Yikes. See, now there's something I wouldn't notice.

These people that perform this snoop work must be bored out of their minds. I mean, no offense, in general with everyone, though I am sure your life is full and rewarding,

Like, here'a sample journal:

"Well, the target exited her house at 8:13AM for apparently work, where she drove across town to the Acme Enterprise Office Tower. She parked her car on the usual floor, took the #5 elevator to the 41st floor, got off, and had some coffee. Agent #4 and I mooned her thru the glass in the hallway. She pretended not to notice. SHe then went to her cubicle, #7, in the the accounting area where she drank coffee and did her case load for 3.76 hours. She then took a break for 4.7 minutes, got a donut, a Coke, and resumed working until lunch, when she went to the cafeteria on the 38th floor. She saw us following her but pretended not to notice. We tracked her to cafe table 11 where she had beef stroganoff and an apple. And a stick of gum, which she threw in the trash. We retrieved the gum and it is now at Exam Central being tested to see if her DNA has changed in any way since last week. ......... before going to bed, she fed her Cat, Daisy, and called her sister in Schenectady/ They talk for 7.98 minutes about Aunt Zelda's perscription Tylenol and how Dr. Schlattinger isn't taking good enough care of her since his stroke. They plan to change her mom's M.D. in July. Shortly thereafter, she burped not once but twice, said the catechism, fell asleep listening to the radio on "LoveSongs" radio. and snored for about 1/7 of the 6.89 hours she slept. She was awakened early by the weekly dempster dumpsterm vtimdvoitmdsoipmv p[sdmvdjfkgvn dgjnvWReive49860885nv e5yv noeiv

snore..............................

BTW, yep Schlattinger really fallen off. I'd go with Dr. Moody.

Can you write a couple of chapters of this, Doc?

I'm dying to find out what happens next!

;D

[B]

I can attest to the fact that JoJo is not crazy, and has the papers to prove it. ;D

[Girl]

Note to self: From now on, dispose of all gum down the toilet. Doc, you're good at this... sure you're not one of them? ;D jkz

Yes, you'll read about stuff like that in cases of high-interest targets. I've read that some of the perps were actually once targets themselves,(** OMG I KNOW WHO IT IS **)I know my former son-in-law was approached years ago to be a snitch for local law enforcement. He refused, because they had nothing on him and he knew it.

** Doc, you've just had a major hand in unraveling some of this, cynicism or not, thanks! **

Ohhh... it's a bit weird and would involve a lot of deception from someone I thought I could trust, but... ultimately people will save their own ass first...

it fits. The timing, everything.

Right before all of this started, I ran into an old friend on the way to the supermarket. I hadn't seen her in at least 10 years. She started coming over every day around noon on her way to work. She was supposedly a caregiver for the elderly. She began telling me that she had previously worked for a non-profit org that unknown to her was a cover for money-laundering, and that she was being framed for something. It was difficult to really grasp everything that was going on as she was only telling me bits and pieces. Now I realize she had been a target.

She was, like me, researching all this NWO stuff and I thought our friendship was becoming better than ever. (I have since decided it's better to get off the soapbox and just stay quietly informed.)

I was puzzled at the way she would disappear into my bathroom with a big black gym bag for what seemed like hours at a time... talking about how everyone should have their own DNA kits and a whole bunch of crazy talk I tried to ignore. She began taking me out for lunch regularly, and at one place, ditched a rubber glove from the bag into the garbage at the restaurant. Why there and then? Was my garbage not good enough? lol One afternoon I went over to her place, she has 3 floors, and when we went upstairs or outside she kept insisting I leave my purse on the table. The first time I got sucked in, the second time, no. But what was really strange was as we left her home, she pressed the doorbell 4 or 5 times after the door was locked. Red flags and alarm bells began to go off in my head at that moment. "What are you doing?" I asked. "Just teasing the cats" she answered. All this was before I had the slightest suspicion anything was wrong in MY home.

THEN, I announce I'm going away for 2 weeks... she didn't seem to like that much... (at this point, I shall add that one of the reasons we fell out all those years ago is that she's the type who says if you don't call everyday you're not a friend- I can't deal with ppl like that)

Now, one of my kids was supposed to be staying at my place to look after the animals, but they ended up going off wherever the wind blew. The dog was walked only every day or two, so you can imagine what the place looked like. The friend had come by, dropped off a bag of food in front of my door, and when she returned the next day and found it still there, she demanded to be let into my apartment. So now the super has seen (for the first time, that I know of) my normally spotless place as an unimaginable disaster! Shit, piss, pizza boxes, garbage... see, now the pieces are falling more into place a little bit. It helps to talk about stuff. Thanks, guys. ;D

Even if this friend isn't/wasn't involved- maybe the others were offended enough to start this hate campaign. She told me, "they know it's not you". How do I know that? Maybe that turned out to be her perfect cue to start something.

Anyhow, she called me at my brother's the night before I was due to come home, how she got his number is another mystery. It was in my office. Out of sight. (I'm glad I only found out the night before, so it didn't ruin my WHOLE vacation) She told me she cleaned up 1/2 of it (if that was the case, I would hate to have seen it before)

At this point, I'm not sure if whatever she is involved in and whatever went on with my neighbors are related or not. She had mentioned that anyone that hangs with her would also be investigated. Questioned, she said, about her. At the time, I assured her I had no problem with that. Simple. I met her around 1990, we were friends for a bit, we never saw each other till now. Don't ask me what she's been up to for the past decade, cause I haven't a clue. But if she was a target... hmm. Her whole house is set up to perfection, told me she's ready for any kind of search. She has NO papers at home.

Ok, still having a little trouble here but to all who've read this far, I thank you. ;D


Hey, EB... it's still not rented, if I had the cash I'd put ya up there with that music of yours for a bit... ;D and they'd never pinpoint which door the funny smell's coming from, so... no worries. lol

What's brown above and below, yet green in the middle? My building. Er, I mean... lettuce on pumpernickel. lmao.

B... well if it says so on paper, it must be true...

[Doc]

May 30, 2009 14:20:43 GMT -5 Girl said:

Note to self: From now on, dispose of all gum down the toilet. Doc, you're good at this... sure you're not one of them? ;D jkz

Yes, you'll read about stuff like that in cases of high-interest targets. I've read that some of the perps were actually once targets themselves,(** OMG I KNOW WHO IT IS **)I know my former son-in-law was approached years ago to be a snitch for local law enforcement. He refused, because they had nothing on him and he knew it.

** Doc, you've just had a major hand in unraveling some of this, cynicism or not, thanks! **

Ohhh... it's a bit weird and would involve a lot of deception from someone I thought I could trust, but... ultimately people will save their own ass first...

it fits. The timing, everything.

Right before all of this started, I ran into an old friend on the way to the supermarket. I hadn't seen her in at least 10 years. She started coming over every day around noon on her way to work. She was supposedly a caregiver for the elderly. She began telling me that she had previously worked for a non-profit org that unknown to her was a cover for money-laundering, and that she was being framed for something. It was difficult to really grasp everything that was going on as she was only telling me bits and pieces. Now I realize she had been a target.

She was, like me, researching all this NWO stuff and I thought our friendship was becoming better than ever. (I have since decided it's better to get off the soapbox and just stay quietly informed.)

I was puzzled at the way she would disappear into my bathroom with a big black gym bag for what seemed like hours at a time... talking about how everyone should have their own DNA kits and a whole bunch of crazy talk I tried to ignore. She began taking me out for lunch regularly, and at one place, ditched a rubber glove from the bag into the garbage at the restaurant. Why there and then? Was my garbage not good enough? lol One afternoon I went over to her place, she has 3 floors, and when we went upstairs or outside she kept insisting I leave my purse on the table. The first time I got sucked in, the second time, no. But what was really strange was as we left her home, she pressed the doorbell 4 or 5 times after the door was locked. Red flags and alarm bells began to go off in my head at that moment. "What are you doing?" I asked. "Just teasing the cats" she answered. All this was before I had the slightest suspicion anything was wrong in MY home.

THEN, I announce I'm going away for 2 weeks... she didn't seem to like that much... (at this point, I shall add that one of the reasons we fell out all those years ago is that she's the type who says if you don't call everyday you're not a friend- I can't deal with ppl like that)

Now, one of my kids was supposed to be staying at my place to look after the animals, but they ended up going off wherever the wind blew. The dog was walked only every day or two, so you can imagine what the place looked like. The friend had come by, dropped off a bag of food in front of my door, and when she returned the next day and found it still there, she demanded to be let into my apartment. So now the super has seen (for the first time, that I know of) my normally spotless place as an unimaginable disaster! Shit, piss, pizza boxes, garbage... see, now the pieces are falling more into place a little bit. It helps to talk about stuff. Thanks, guys. ;D

Even if this friend isn't/wasn't involved- maybe the others were offended enough to start this hate campaign. She told me, "they know it's not you". How do I know that? Maybe that turned out to be her perfect cue to start something.

Anyhow, she called me at my brother's the night before I was due to come home, how she got his number is another mystery. It was in my office. Out of sight. (I'm glad I only found out the night before, so it didn't ruin my WHOLE vacation) She told me she cleaned up 1/2 of it (if that was the case, I would hate to have seen it before)

At this point, I'm not sure if whatever she is involved in and whatever went on with my neighbors are related or not. She had mentioned that anyone that hangs with her would also be investigated. Questioned, she said, about her. At the time, I assured her I had no problem with that. Simple. I met her around 1990, we were friends for a bit, we never saw each other till now. Don't ask me what she's been up to for the past decade, cause I haven't a clue. But if she was a target... hmm. Her whole house is set up to perfection, told me she's ready for any kind of search. She has NO papers at home.

Ok, still having a little trouble here but to all who've read this far, I thank you. ;D


Hey, EB... it's still not rented, if I had the cash I'd put ya up there with that music of yours for a bit... ;D and they'd never pinpoint which door the funny smell's coming from, so... no worries. lol

What's brown above and below, yet green in the middle? My building. Er, I mean... lettuce on pumpernickel. lmao.

B... well if it says so on paper, it must be true...

Interesting, all of it, I am gobsmacked as of now.

[Doc]

May 30, 2009 9:37:09 GMT -5 P(D)enny La(i)ne said:

May 30, 2009 1:03:11 GMT -5 Doc said:

These people that perform this snoop work must be bored out of their minds. I mean, no offense, in general with everyone, though I am sure your life is full and rewarding,

Like, here'a sample journal:

"Well, the target exited her house at 8:13AM for apparently work, where she drove across town to the Acme Enterprise Office Tower. She parked her car on the usual floor, took the #5 elevator to the 41st floor, got off, and had some coffee. Agent #4 and I mooned her thru the glass in the hallway. She pretended not to notice. SHe then went to her cubicle, #7, in the the accounting area where she drank coffee and did her case load for 3.76 hours. She then took a break for 4.7 minutes, got a donut, a Coke, and resumed working until lunch, when she went to the cafeteria on the 38th floor. She saw us following her but pretended not to notice. We tracked her to cafe table 11 where she had beef stroganoff and an apple. And a stick of gum, which she threw in the trash. We retrieved the gum and it is now at Exam Central being tested to see if her DNA has changed in any way since last week. ......... before going to bed, she fed her Cat, Daisy, and called her sister in Schenectady/ They talk for 7.98 minutes about Aunt Zelda's perscription Tylenol and how Dr. Schlattinger isn't taking good enough care of her since his stroke. They plan to change her mom's M.D. in July. Shortly thereafter, she burped not once but twice, said the catechism, fell asleep listening to the radio on "LoveSongs" radio. and snored for about 1/7 of the 6.89 hours she slept. She was awakened early by the weekly dempster dumpsterm vtimdvoitmdsoipmv p[sdmvdjfkgvn dgjnvWReive49860885nv e5yv noeiv

snore..............................

BTW, yep Schlattinger really fallen off. I'd go with Dr. Moody.

Can you write a couple of chapters of this, Doc?

I'm dying to find out what happens next!

;D

Fine. I'll call my staff writers and see what they can cook up. ROFWFUITA,L!
(That's 'rolling on floor with feet up in the air, laughing'. I put the comma in so there'd be no mistake, my feet aren't the ones doing the laughing, THIS TIME. Usually yes, but, I have shamed them into silence. Folks, demand silence of your feet. It's the only way to move around quietly.)

Well, I can reveal from what I know that, later, Dr. Schlattinger retires with his wife and cat to the Adirondacks, and Aunt Zelda gets a new lease on life. The subject gets a promotion and a small raise; it's 2009 and nobody gets a big raise. Yet.

[Doc]

I initially thought you meant "gang stocking", here is the Peanut's Gang, in a stocking.



A kinder, gentler stocking I am sure we can all agree.

This is the less pleasant kind right here:



This is another industrious way to do it:



Or this:





So many ways. Whether you stock, stock, stalk, stalk, staulcke or just plain old
"ç'tôaiexque" like the French used to deux, take pride in it, and do it to ze fullest zat you Cannes.

[Doc]

Sorry, I misspelled the Early-Middle-Late Middle period plu-parfâit-participial historical narrative possessive comparitive conditional nominative tense of "stalk."

I wrote "ç'tôaiexque, I am sorry.

I left out the "j", the "z", and two "l"s.

I should have written:

ç'tôaijexllque. Pronounced like English "stall-k." Except in Alsace Lorraine, where the half German populace insists on "se-toe-weege-ex-leek-uh", or some such malarmy. (Malarky is less upsetting.)

French. Why use only 5 letters, when a dozen or so will keep the English fumbling for a guess?