allstaractivist note: Law enforcement uses a slew of dirty tricks to frame, nullify and silence activists, both here in the US and all over the world. Of course, one of their major tools is Gang Stalking and surveillance. They use “sneak and peek” warrants to plant evidence, false testimony, fabricated laboratory results, forged documentation, judicial corruption and jury tampering to name just a few.
The story of Leonard Peltier is but one rather sensational story among many many others that don’t receive the same notoriety. Many people are behind bars doing hard time that are innocent of what they were convicted of. Most recently was the tragic story of teenager Kalief Browder who was held in Rikers Island adult jail for three years without being charged for a crime. After suffering numerous beatings by jail staff and inmates, upon his release he committed suicide. He was never even charged let alone convicted.
I have had several potential “manufactured crimes” with me as the perpetrator created by the police and FBI. They remain open and unsolved cases to this day, ready to be pulled out of the hat when the time is deemed right. In the past year my mom and I have come back to her apartment after being in San Francisco and turned on the TV only to see the very location where we had been embroiled in a police/FBI investigation. Coincidence? I don’t think so. Just as in the Leonard Peltier documentary above, we have seen cars that are the same color and make as ours driving by with the drivers doing strange things.
A few days ago I had parked the car a block away while my mom went to go appeal a parking ticket at SFMTA. I went back to retrieve the car so that she didn’t have to walk so far but when I arrived she was reluctant to get in the car. When she finally did I asked her why she had been so reluctant to which she responded, “just as I came out a car pulled up that looked just like ours and there was a man sitting in the drivers seat who was wearing the exact same cap as you (Army Ranger Sun Hat – black) who stopped right in front of me. I almost got into the car until I took a good look at the man and saw that it wasn’t you.” She looked frightened as she told me this.
I have been at Safeway parking lot waiting on my mom when lo and behold a duplicate car stops nearby and lets out a passenger, she looks like a “tomboy” and is dressed in male clothing. Very alert now after all of this, I take careful mental notes. The facimile car pulls away and disappears, it’s passenger enters the store. Twenty minutes later I see this same facimilie car return to the very same spot that it let her out at and park. Two minutes later I see the passenger emerge from the store and walk directly towards where I am sitting only she never looks at either me nor the car. It’s almost like she’s walking on autopilot. I am not parked very near the spot where her car is so I am surprised that she doesn’t retrace her steps, she has to turn markedly to the right to head in my direction. She has papers in her hands but never looks up, not once, only reads her papers. She come straight to the passenger side door and tries to open it but I have it locked. The windows are open so she reaches in quickly and unlocks the door. She then starts to get in and sit down but see’s that there is a hand holding a knife pointing straight up, resting in the very spot where she is attempting to sit. I already know what is going on, this is street theater, I just don’t know whether it is a hit, frame up or something else, a test maybe, hence the knife. Anyway, she see’s the knife and hesitates, it’s almost as if she is trying to figure out should she sit on it or not. At this point I say “Hey! What are you doing?”. The girl quickly says “Oh, I thought this was my car, sorry.” and then makes a bee line straight to her car, gets in and drives away.
Five minutes later the complex’s security guard comes out to my car and begins to look under it. I just watch her. She does this for about thirty seconds in silence, standing close to my driver’s side door, looking at me in the face and then looking under the car. I say nothing. Finally she moves closer to me and says, “Hey, are you, oh” as if she has made a mistake or something. I remain silent. She then turns her back to me and stands there for about ten seconds, very close to the car and within reaching distance, then slowly walks away, far away back to where she had been standing.
I could tell you many more incredible things that have happened to me over this past year and beyond, but they all boil down to the same thing. Law enforcement neutralizes activists by setting them up, framing them and then killing them. First comes the character assassination and then the physical assassination. If you ever see me on the news having been accused of some crazy thing, don’t believe it on it’s face. Look further.