As most Targeted Individuals know, a primary recruiting ground for Gangstalkers is the United States Postal Service.
The Gangstalkers use them to read, divert and steal your mail.
I can’t tell you how many times that I have been Gangstalked in Post Offices either by Postal employees themselves or, by “customers” inside. I have also been harassed by Postal Carriers on the street too. Just listen to what she says in the video below and my accusations will be confirmed.
What I have observed is that Gangstalking originated from the military and law enforcement. It’s heavy emphasis on surveillance is something that these agencies and branches value highly in their daily operations, rights and ethics be damned. Most Postal Workers are ex military veterans and have the job because of it’s “Veterans Preference” requirements for employment. Unfortunately these veterans adapt very naturally to becoming Gangstalkers.
Some residents in Borough Park in New York City are irate with the U.S. Postal Service (USPS) because their service has been halted due to their low-set mail slots, according to the New York Daily News.
The postal service claims the slots are dangerous for their carriers and, as a result, the residents have to stand in lines an hour long at the 51st St. post office, many of them trying to pick up badly-needed medicines or their Social Security checks.
The residents of 46th Street were alerted to the change in their service by a letter from a postal service customer service manager arriving on August 21. The manager wrote, “My carrier has brought to my attention of his safety and I can’t afford for him to get injured. We are not trying to cause any unnecessary expense but we need this corrected.”
Assemblyman Dov Hikind (D-Borough Park) was furious, calling the halt in service “insane.” Hikind asked, “Whatever happened to the post office delivering your mail in snow, sleet, hurricane?” He joined other elected officials to urge the USPS to resume its normal activities.
One 35-year resident of the neighborhood, Necha Altman, said she never had a problem getting her mail before through the slot at the bottom of her door. Once she got the letter warning of a change in service, she put new mailboxes on the wall, but the mail carrier balked because the new location required him to walk up nine steps. Altman said, “He’s not thinking of us. He’s thinking of himself.”
Dr. Hemlata Parmar joined her neighbors to discuss the issue with their postal carrier, but the carrier was apparently quite upset. Parnar said, “He started screaming and yelling at me.”
“Whatever happened to the post office delivering your mail in snow, sleet, hurricane?”
That’s a myth. Your carrier is to go where he can safely go-
the result of $1.5-2 billion/ year lost in injuries and accidents.
Not up snow packed stairs, broke down porches, around piles of roofing debris, stairs without handrails, down flooded streets, or near the dog that “won’t bite”.
Mail slots near the ground should have been replaced years ago. As mail has changed with falling letter volume your carrier has more weight in his satchel in catalogs and ads. Bending repetitively, unnecessarily is inviting injury.
It’s too bad the supervisor wasn’t more artful than to abruptly change service, but it is a necessary change.
My Grandmother’s Carrier in Cypress CA is the exact opposite. He offered to go buy her groceries on his own time. Her previous Carrier had a similar attitude.
The US Postal Service is one of the few Constitutional services the Feds are suppose to do. Many of these workers are Vets and do an outstanding job for us. Those Postal workers in NY disgrace their uniform.
I guess you didn’t know, but the USPS is NOT a federal entity. It is a private enterprise with the government contract to supply mail services. It all started with the Pony Express (which also wasn’t a government service).
And the fact that it’s an independent agency of the United States Federal Government and the fact that it’s employees are federal employees and the fact that postal inspectors have federal authority to enforce laws and etc. etc. etc. you can find out all about it here: http://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki….
The post office is a government entity. It is merely funded through its own means. That’s why tampering with mail is a federal offense and counterfeiting stamps is a federal crime.
Well, it’s actually been funded, for a number of years now, by tax-payer dollars, as it’s own income producing activities and horrific over-spending have put it in the red many times over for many millions of dollars. Any middle and higher level managers of the USPS, need to be summarily fired, as they are complete and utter failures.
Yeah, there has been an influx of “general funds” from tax dollars appropriated to the post office in order to keep it afloat. While that is indeed an indicator of mismanagement, it is still within congressional authority to do so. As the post office was established by Congress and it’s funding measures are part of their responsibility.
No you are wrong. What is now called the Postal Service was formerly the U.S. Post Office Dept. and was under the auspices of Congress. All Postal monies went into the general fund and no one knew how much revenue the Post Office did on a yearly basis. That all changed in 1970 with the Postal Service Reorganization Act. The named was changed to the U.S. postal Service and the organization became a quasi-independent organization that thrived on its own revenue. The Postal was in relatively good financial condition until 2006 when they were forced to pay 5 billion dollars up front every year to cover future health care costs of retirees and employees. They now face steep cuts and reductions in service due to this unfair burden. The Postal Service had been one of the few branches of Government that actually serviced the citizenry but now, due to this unreasonable requirement, they have been forced to make drastic cuts that hurts them and the rest of us.
Well, there could be dozens to hundreds of these on their route and over time, the repetition with the weight they are carrying is injurious (referring back to Terry_Jim’s point). My sister did that for a while and it was brutal on her back – and she didn’t even have to bend over.
Not only that, they are timed. What time they start and what time they get back and woe to them if they take too long because of an excruciatingly painful back making it hard to walk, etc.
Solution? PRIVATIZE this colossal bureaucratic swamp! All we ever hear is whining from postal workers (my sis just retired as one). Private carriers would be glad to have those jobs!
It is private, and owned in England. Make them pay full taxes, just like any citizen, thats the solution. They won’t be able to stay open if they had to pay the fair share, like we do.
Of course, the point is they can’t compete without tax breaks and junkmail, therefore should no longer be in business. “We” would only pay more if you chose to use the service, I work full time, so I can afford to use a decent service like FedEx or UPS. I haven’t even looked in the ‘mailbox’ in four years, and I live in the so called ‘real world’ and know idiotic comments should be a bit more thought out. That was the whole point of them paying taxes, they can’t compete, and should go away.
“I haven’t even looked in the ‘mailbox’ in four years”, ah so it’s all about you, no surprise there. The Congress, article one section eight, is instructed to establish post offices. A company which sends bills to people in the mail need the service, many utility companies, often state protected monopolies, still mail bills to their force clients, even when you pay your bills online. Most people over 60, and thanks to modern medicine, at least prior to Obama care, there are many of them, don’t use computers and don’t get direct Deposit or pay their bills online so they need the postal service. While I agree with you about the inefficiency of the Post Office and that a completely private company would indeed be better, but it requires transition and needs to be done over time so those who don’t understand how to use modern technology can still live their life normally or learn how to use modern technology.
The older population still uses them, those people who are 60 and above, for the most part, don’t use computers and don’t understand E-mail or how to use it. Most senior citizens still get their pension checks and social security checks mailed to them instead of directly deposited and most of them don’t pay or know how to pay their bills on line. As far as them going the way of the pony express, I agree but it would need to transition out so the old people would still be able to understand what is going on.
Never had back pain or tried to walk with it? It’s excruciating. If reducing incidences of someone having to bend over repeatedly every day, for months or years prevents back injuries, then I say they should do it.
That slot location has been in use for what? 150 years? NOW it’s a problem? And accidents? You mean the kind of phantom back pain that is a ticket to disability time off with pay? Or maybe we just have too many lawyers. So many in fact that they have to troll for work on TV.
Very cute. I like that joke. Years ago In the army, we went through medical checks before basic training. We all lined up in a big room and the DI said, “ok..bend over and spread them”. Then, you turned your head and looked to see, which guys were smiling. Those were the gays; known at that time as f*g*, who were looking for their next score.
so ban the catalogs and ads…they just go into the trash anyway?….then there will be nothing for the carrier to do? you say….well no worries the government will continue to pay them even if there is but one letter to deliver no worries the tax payer will pay.
Junk mail is big income for the USPS. Actually that is all I get anyway so who cares. Had my mail held for two weeks. Picked up a boat load of junk and three important envelopes. We all have to pay their exorbitant retirement bennies.
They’ve submitted proposals to reduce some of the benefits they’re paying out, similar to the actions taken by many corporations during the recession, but they were denied. They’re required to compete on the market, and yet they don’t have the same freedoms as corporations do when it comes to reorganizing debt.
Not since 1984. Also the USPS pension takes into account the highest earning years for payout which makes it very expensive compared to social security.
The Postal Service gets NOTHING from the taxes.Has not for years and years. It is entirely self supporting just like any private company. The only advantage they have over UPS,etc is that they don’t have to buy tags and pay taxes on their trucks.
Liberals LOVE Choice so let us have some choice.
Allow Private carriers to deliver mail if the recipient so desires and eliminate the government MONOPOLY
Not true. The Postal Service has been in the read FOR YEARS now (seven plus), the money making up the difference has come from, thanks to Congress, tax payer monies. Try again.
My Grandmother mentioned to her Carrier how hard it must be to delivery those heavy catalogs and ads. His cheerful reply was not at all. We call it revenue. Many of these workers do a great job.
If they are losing that much a year in accidents, they need to fire all the letter carriers and try hiring people that aren’t slackers looking to live off worker’s comp. These are probably the same people who use the motorized scooters at Walmart when they are fully capable of walking. Somebody get this guy a WHAMBULANCE.
Yeah. I notice almost all of these stories of carriers who throw away mail rather than deliver, crazy long delivery times, or cases of carriers finding excuses to not actually do their jobs seem to come from union states. When I have had to get paperwork back and forth to my parents in the past, my dad got it and sent it back to me in a 3 day round trip and they live more than 3 hours away from me (we are both about 90 miles form Houston, so we are in a right to work state). Meanwhile, I frequently year of mail taking longer than that to make a shorter one way trip in urban unionized areas. Seems the USPS does not have these issues in places they know they can’t be replaced with someone who wants to work rather than get by with the minimum the union (rather than their employer) will tolerate.
Perhaps mail carriers should be required to pass a fitness test. Those predisposed to back problems should not be carriers but instead work at the counter or in processing.
I know someone with a back injury acquired as a postal worker. It had nothing to do with bending over and everything to do with falling off her stool at the mail window of the post office. She is on full disability now and working another full time job. She stays at minimum wage so she can keep her disability for life. She is in her early 40s and has already been collecting postal disability for almost 10 yrs. . Yet, she has never actually had corrective surgery to alleviate her back problems; nor does she have ongoing physical therapy.
Double dipping through disability claims is common with the post office employees as well as other union/’public service’ sectors jobs.
We the customers and taxpayers underwrite this sham.
Isn’t there a much simpler solution to this? Road workers have grappling devices that allow them to pick up trash from the ground without bending over. Wouldn’t it be just as easy for the postal service to use a similar thing to drop mail into low slots? This to me is a blaring cry for privatization: a business that depends on its customers to survive would solve the problem rather than just giving customers the bird.
Terry_Jim: We are not talking about facing down pit bulls or climbing ice-covered stairs. We are asking them to bend slightly at the waist to deliver the mail. If that is too difficult, they should give up their massive pension and take another job.
My son is a letter carrier and so many addresses are nothing but mail drops for illegals with many house getting mail addressed to a dozen different names. Also they constant change, no one knows ‘nothinnnng.”
A small village near where I live in upstate NY still has a number of mail carriers that deliver on foot, to boxes on individual houses. There are several carriers working in an area that would only take one carrier a couple of hours to deliver from a truck to curbside mailboxes. A coworker who previously worked for the Post Office said that the contract the carriers have keeps those deliveries done by people on foot basically forever. So probably a dozen people are being paid for a shift that one individual could perform in the same length of time.
I came across this video on Youtube that exposes what “Psychiatry” is really all about. If you click on the trench coat man image above and listen to that Youtube video “Gang Stalking ~ What Every TI Should Listen To” first, then watch the below video entitled “The DSM: Psychiatry’s Deadliest Scam“, you will get a very clear image of what happened to me, and is continuing to happen.
Uploaded on Dec 9, 2011
It’s psychiatry’s best-selling catalog of mental illness — 943 pages long and covering everything from depression and anxiety to stuttering, cigarette addiction, fear of spiders, nightmares, problems with math and even disorder of infancy — all reinterpreted and labeled as a brain disease.
And though it weighs less than five pounds, its influence pervades all aspects of modern society: our governments, our courts, our military, our media and our schools.
Using it, psychiatrists can enforce psychiatric drugging, seize your children and even take away your most precious personal freedoms.
It is psychiatry’s Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders, and it is the engine that drives a $330 billion psychiatric industry.
But is there any proof behind the DSM? Or is it nothing more than an elaborate pseudoscientific sham?
I am not affiliated with the producers of this video.
For more information on how psychiatry is used to discredit victims of government mind control programs, please visit my website http://www.jeffpolachek.com
As you can see for yourself in my discharge papers given to me upon my release from the “Psychiatric Emergency Services” locked ward located in Martinez, California, the diagnosis that I was discharged with is the very same bogus diagnosis that the video “The DSM: Psychiatry’s Deadliest Scam” identifies as “UNSPECIFIED PSYCHOSIS” (time stamp 41:29-44:04)
This is my “discharge” paper from the mental ward. Notice the diagnosis? “UNSPECIFIED PSYCHOSIS”. In other words “WE DON’T KNOW BUT WE HAVE TO PUT SOMETHING ON THE BILL”.
The property tag I found on my tool bag that contained my knives, written by the “officer” responsible for this whole fiasco.
And below, you will see the real reason for stripping someone of ALL civil and human rights by way of an “involuntary commitment”…THE BILL (for three hours of unnecessary aggrivation and a stripping of human rights), time stamp 26:00-27:30 of the video.
This is the real reason for involuntarily committing an otherwise sane & healthy person, second only to attempting to discredit you and strip you of all civil and human rights…THE BILL
If you’ve ever wondered about my commitment to fighting gangstalking, you need wonder no longer. Not only am I committed to it, I HAVE BEEN COMMITTED FOR IT! Now I’m 200% committed! Yippie!
On Friday, April 18, 2014 at 3:15 pm, I attempted to file a verbal police complaint about my being gangstalked in the city of San Pablo. I had some business to attend to in the city and figured that since I would be close to the police station, it would make sense to file a complaint as well. You know, about Gangstalking.
Well, when I arrived at the San Pablo Police department (located at 13880 San Pablo Ave., San Pablo, CA 94806) the front lobby was already closed. The front lobby of this tiny police station is closed on Friday, Saturday and Sunday, there are officers still on site though.
There is a blue call box on the left side front door frame that connects you to the Dispatcher. The Dispatcher will take your initial complaint and then send an officer out to the front to actually hear your complaint. Many police officers will tell you that they are not required to take your complaint but the law says otherwise. There is only one exception to this however, and this is it; should the officer have probable cause to believe you to be a danger to yourself or others or, gravely disabled, he or she may have you involuntarily committed for an “evaluation”. In California, we call this being “5150’ed” in reference to the California Welfare Code section authorizing it.
The blue call box that you have to use when the lobby is closed. It connects you to a central dispatcher who tells the officers you are there and for what reason you need assistance.
You press the orange button and the dispatcher answers. You only get two minutes talk time before being automatically disconnected. Talk fast and concisely.
The problem with this legal procedure is that foremost, it violates the constitutional right to due process. Moreover, it puts too much power in the hands of another to strip someone so completely of their civil rights. There is no other area of law nor circumstance where a person so totally loses all civil protections guaranteed by our Constitution. Legally, you lose every right that makes you human. Too much discretion and too broad a definition of what constitutes probable cause.
Involuntary commitments are both unconstitutional and un-American, a power ripe for abuse by anyone.
The reason that the officer gave for involuntarily committing me was “the knives”.
Me: “Why are you involuntarily committing me?” “Why are you involuntarily committing me??”
The Officer, sheepishly responding: “the knives”.
I had my knives all zipped up in a tool bag that was strapped to my luggage carrier, the nice $150 model that you see loaded with bags below. (Side note) I got the luggage carrier for five dollars at the local Thrift Town thrift store and it was practically brand new. It has stair ramps, two support bars under the blade, collapses and folds down into a compact size and can hold over 200lbs. I used to have the medium duty model and was one day mocked by an elderly Chinese lady who bragged that she had a heavy duty model. Mama can’t brag no more! I am obviously very proud of it. I have a fetish for equipment you see, a values system developed during my working years in heavy industry. In any case, I digress. Back to our story.
As I was telling you, I had my knives all packed away, the only reason the officer knew that I had them was because he asked me if I had any weapons on me. I said that I didn’t have any on my body, but that I had knives packed away on my cart (luggage carrier). He then called for backup and two additional officers showed up and one of them promptly confiscated my cart. I was now facing four uniformed officers, only two of whom would talk to me, all of them standing in a “Rock Ready” stance. Those of you who are Korean war vets know what I mean. I guess they imagined they were “disarming” me, even though I had no ready access to my knives in the first place. I had not made any threatening movements nor said any threatening thing. All I wanted to do was file a complaint about being gangstalked in their city.
Zoom in to get a closer look at my bag, it looked just like this on the day of my wrongful arrest. There is no way I could have gotten through all the bungees, zippers and snaps before being tackled, even if I had been aggressive. I was patted down and no weapons were found on me, as I had freely informed the officers would be the case before they searched me.
The officer at some point asked me if I had any history of mental illness to which I responded in the affirmative, honest as always. When I said this he looked up at me and flashed a wicked grin, as if he had just won a prize or something. This was my first inkling that things were about to go horribly wrong.
Those who know me know that I’m not that crazy. I don’t need to be in no “cookoo’s nest” nor “looney bin” AKA psychiatric treatment facility. Heh, heh, heh. Seriously though, what does it really say about our legal system and law enforcement when you can so easily be scooped up off the streets simply for reporting a crime? To me, THATS CRAZY.
It makes me wonder just how much experience San Pablo police officers have in dealing with the mentally ill. Apparently, they can’t even tell the difference between someone who is lucid and sane, as opposed to someone so gravely ill that they are a danger to themselves or others. This is, by the way, the legal threshold for involuntary commitment.
Interestingly, I have filed numerous gangstalking complaints, both written and oral, at various police stations in my hometown of San Francisco, all without problem. At times, I was even wearing a hatchet on my hip! All filings were accomplished without incident. The Officers just took my complaint, gave me an incident number, made copies if I asked for them and that was it. Simple and easy. More to the point, I was not summarily stripped of all civil rights, charged for unnecessary medical services nor forced to consume taxpayer dollars, all for something that was not medically needed.
When I told the only other San Pablo police officer who would talk to me, that I had filed a complaint in every city that the gangstalkers had harassed me in, he chastised me by saying;
“That just makes more work for the officers, you only have to file one complaint”
Really? Then why does the severity of stalking activity drastically decrease when I file these criminal complaints? I also explained to him that if I were one day absolutely forced to defend myself against one of these gangstalkers, I wanted it on record that I was the victim, not the aggressor. This is one reason why I carry knives in the first place, I HAVE been physically assaulted by these creeps before.
Perhaps if the officer who said the words above was more concerned about protecting the public, he wouldn’t have to worry so much about excess paperwork because all of the bad guys would already be locked up in jail, INCLUDING THE GANGSTALKERS. Instead, the victim was further victimized under the color of authority.
Kinda makes you wonder if the size and sophistication of such a renowned city like San Francisco makes that big of a difference in the sensitivity of it’s law enforcement officers. Hmmm.
Here is a picture of exactly how I looked on the day the San Pablo Police Officer shipped me off to the Martinez Emergency Psychiatric Ward, simply for trying to respectfully and politely I might add, file a criminal complaint. You tell me, do I look crazy to you?
This is exactly how I looked on the day the officer had me involuntarily committed for attempting to file a complaint about being gangstalked in the city of San Pablo. I was standing in front of the glass doors as the county ambulance pulled up. This picture was taken two days after the violation of my civil rights. I was released from the Martinez Emergency Psychiatric facility only three hours after arriving, they paid for a taxi to bring me back (the psych faciity). The officer who committed me seemed irritated that I was released so quickly.
As if this whole fiasco wasn’t ridiculous enough in it’s own right, look closely at what I’m wearing. Remind you of anything? Does the way that I look seem familiar in some vague sort of way? Yes, you see it now that I’ve pointed it out, don’t you?
In the above picture I am dressed just like an Emergency Medical Technician, but not purposely so. My fashion follows function and my clothing is chosen strictly for it’s utilitarian value. Most people do think however, that I’m either military, a first responder or security guard and I always, ALWAYS correct them without fail.
Other people that day were also coming to the station to file complaints just like I was, all of them mistaking me for a police officer. My response was always an immediate “no, I am not an officer”. I would then proceed to help them as best I could by instructing them on how to use the phone to contact the dispatcher. They seemed sincerely grateful for this and thanked me warmly. Like me, they had come to the police for help and had received a small measure of assistance from me. Sadly, my experience was just the opposite of theirs, my troubles were only compounded.
I never, ever take advantage of people’s mistaken impressions, I consider that to be highly dishonest and fraudulent. I am not an impersonator nor a wanna be. I don’t want to be anything other than who I am, ME. I happen to think I’m a rather great guy, if I do say so myself, and I’ve certainly worked hard to be one, despite being gangstalked.
Until this day, I had not been arrested for over ten years. This was the singular instance in all of that time that I had been deprived of my physical freedom, and I hadn’t even committed a crime. Perversely, I was attempting to report a crime that had been committed against me!
If everyone else who met me that day had confidence that I was a competent, honest and forthright person, then what was the arresting officer’s problem? A cover up for the gangstalking activity in which they probably sanction and participate in perhaps?
Most legitimate gangstalking websites and blogs warn about this happening and for the very reason that I just stated.
It should not be so easy to strip someone of all their civil rights.
For an example of proper police procedure when encountering someone peaceful and practicing legal open carry, read the following.
Everyone who knows me, knows that I carry at least one large knife on my hip at all times. I have done so for the last (3) three years. In all of that time, there has only been one other incident involving me, my knife and the police. It was when I went to the Tenderloin Housing Clinic’s food pantry giveaway with a knife on my hip, as usual, just the same as I had done for the last (2) two years. A case manager who worked there, a THC employee, thought that my knife was threatening to other people and asked me to cover it up with clothing. I politely explained to her that covering my knife with clothing would be concealing it which is a felony in California. She then asked me to place it in a bag however, I felt as though I was being harassed (since I had open carried my knife for so long without incident) and refused. She threatened to call the police, which I acknowledged. It was then that the manager of the Mission Hotel also encouraged me to cover the knife with clothing AFTER his subordinate had called the San Francisco Police. This is where it gets gangstalker weird.
Some skinny Caucasian guy who looked somewhat out of place, rushed into the hotel and came and stood almost directly across from me. He then looks directly at me, as if to make sure that he has my full attention, and then starts to hurriedly stuff a long metal object into his front pocket. After furiously fumbling about with the object for a minute or so, he then begins to conceal it by covering it with his shirt. Could it have been pure coincidence that the THC case manager had instructed me to do the very same thing with my knife not but five minutes earlier?
To those who have the experience and background to recognize such things, this little skit has all the hallmarks of an operation.
Two officers showed up mere minutes later and chided the staff for calling them when I clearly was not concealing the knife. The Officer then proceeded to explain the law to them. I rushed over to the two Officers like a victim seeking refuge and excitedly twirled around to show them the knife fully exposed on my hip. I then proceeded to explain to them what had transpired, minus the skinny white guy sent in for me to mimick. The officers seemed irritated that they had been called out on such a trivial call and completely ignored me at first. They then played “good cop, bad cop”.
I was genuinely upset as I was convinced the whole thing was contrived by THC staff in collusion with the gangstalkers, who have been unceasing in their attempts to set me up. I have caused the Tenderloin Housing Clinic a great deal of trouble and embarrassment by proving them to be slumlords. Non-profit poverty pimps sucking off the public tit and taxpayer dollars. They have tried everything in the book trying to discredit and destroy me. I’m sure that I looked rather frantic to the officers, but they seemed to be wishing they were somewhere else.
One officer, the “bad” cop, finally started asking me questions in an irritated tone. He offered me the option of either leaving the property or, to temporarily surrender the knife to him. At first, he tried to time our interaction so that I would be sure to miss out on my food allotment. I’m aware of this standard police tactic, understood what he was doing and consequently proceeded to dance around it.
When the cops show up you see, they sometimes try to punish you if you are mostly at fault so that you will think twice before getting into a similar situation again. It is a punitive measure meant to modify future behavior. This is the “peace keeping” part of the job. I got around it though, by complying with his suggestion to surrender the knife until after food pantry, which I did. After I got my food he then tried to psych me out by loudly stating that I had in fact given him the knife, to which I psychologically prepared for a legal battle. The “bad cop” then returned my knife to me and I took my bag of pantry food and left.
I waited for the officers to emerge from the hotel outside on the sidewalk. When they came out I asked them for a “CAD” number which they reluctantly gave to me. It was a bogus number however, so I got the correct number from a friendly at the station house. I then obtained the police incident report of the days events, itself. I would have included the report in this post but I’m not at home right now and don’t have access to a scanner. I may post it here later on though, as it is exonerating proof of my sincere desire to be a law abiding and peaceful member of the community. Just the opposite of what the gangstalkers efforts and designs are for me.
This is the local chapter in San Francisco. Check out the “Active Shooter Training” section. Who’s that for?? You and me?? “Hey Joe The Plumber, why did you just shoot me!?? For an explanation of just whom and what Infragard is, read my post entitled
On April 18th, 2014 I attempted to file a complaint with the San Pablo Police for being Gangstalked in their city. When the Officer showed up, instead of taking my complaint he decided to violate my civil rights by subjecting me to an unjust and unnecessary civil commitment (5150 WIC). I was released in less than three hours because I obviously did not meet the requirements of being gravely disabled, neither a threat to myself nor the public, when evaluated by psychiatrists. This Officer smirked as he questioned me about my mental health history, as if he had just won the lottery. I suppose if your police department actively engages in Gang Stalking, then having a victim of Gang Stalking thrown into the looney bin and hopefully discredited is a huge victory of sorts for you. Well, I guess a tiny Podunk police agency infected with traitors probably wouldn’t be aware that most of the nation (and the world at large) is catching onto the treasonous crime of Gang Stalking. They probably think they still have the trust and good will of the people too. I suppose that is why they didn’t hesitate to do something so blatently obvious by trashing my Constitutional Rights in an attempt to hide their Gang Stalking complicity. They should think again.
More and more people know what Gang Stalking, Organized Stalking, Mobbing and COINTELPRO are all about. A critical mass of people on their way down to the gutter are waking up to the fact that they are nothing more than slaves and have a big, government boot on their necks. Edward Snowden wasn’t the first to alert us of the tyranny, but thank God he was the loudest. People are beginning to understand that we are not free and that we desperately need to do something about it. My complaint about Gang Stalking coupled with the subsequent complaint of my Civil Rights being trampled upon is just the start of what I hope to be a very loud and noisy contest. We have to do more than wake up people, we need to act. Not in the future nor even now but RIGHT NOW, this very instant.
Front page of claim I filed against the City Of San Pablo.
Back page of claim I filed against the City Of San Pablo.
Finally, the Gangstalking complaint that I originally tried to file. As I nice little bonus, a Civil Rights violation complaint to go with it!
Last page of my letter to SPPD Chief Lisa Rosales. To see her swearing in click here
Proof of Delivery of the letter.
I sent the Notice and complaints Certified, Return Receipt because the last time I went to the Police Station I got wrongly committed and imprisoned. Seven ($7) of unnecessary expense.
All this for something that every citizen has a Constitutional right to expect, the due process of law. Instead, I was obstructed and denied those rights by the San Pablo Police Department.
“From MICE to RASCALS – CIA” is a downloadable pdf document written by Randy Burkett, National Intelligence Chair at Naval Postgraduate School and is downloadable from the CIA’s very own library. It describes an “alternative framework for agent recruitment.”
So just how do you make a spy?
More accurately, what different types of spies are there and how are they “recruited” to do what they do?
Industrial Espionage
Counterintelligence
Military Intelligence
Nuclear Espionage
Signal Intelligence
HUMIT Intelligence
Diplomatic
Technical Intelligence
Cyber Intelligence/Digital Network Intelligence
Financial Intelligence
And the one nearest and dearest to my heart, the most despicable of them all…
Citizen Spies (Gangstalking/Orgainized stalking)
AKA “Collaborators”, Domestic Assets, Citizen Vigilantes and all around stupid, traitorous creeps. Ich!
Sun-Tzu, a high-ranking Chinese military general, strategist and tactician born in 544 BC classified five different types of spies in his seminal military treatise entitled, The Art Of War. Interestingly enough, these classifications were enumerated in the very last chapter of the treatise “The Use Of Spies”. As you may have gleaned from both the name of this final chapter and the descriptions of the types of spies that follows, those so engaged in espionage are most definitely “used”.
Sun Tzu’s “The Art Of War” chapter 13, focuses on the importance of developing good information sources, and specifies the five types of intelligence sources and how to best manage each of them. Lines seven and eight of the chapter lists the type of spies as follows;
7. Hence the use of spies, of whom there are five classes: (1) Local spies; (2) inward spies; (3) converted spies; (4) doomed spies; (5) surviving spies.
8. When these five kinds of spy are all at work, none can discover the secret system. This is called “divine manipulation of the threads.” It is the sovereign’s most precious faculty.
I’ve always found it curious as to why the CIA prefers to call those men, women and children who work for them “Assets”. Upon performing a bit of critical thinking, it then occurred to me that the opposite of an “asset” is what? A “liability”. A little more figuring then also led me to the profound conclusion that the CIA doesn’t tolerate “liabilities” too well. Hmm, now lets see if we can figure this out.
The CIA (or any of the other multitudes of intelligence agencies) are in the same business as James Bond. You know, 007? Licensed to kill and all that jazz? Well, when an “Asset” or “Spy” fails in some critical task, they then convert into a “liability”. As human beings invariably always seem to do, a spy is bound to fail sooner or later. How many surprises have bowled you over lately? The CIA (or any of the other multitudes of intelligence agencies) is in the business of negating liabilities or, to put it more bluntly, the business of killing. They are very good at it too. Some even say that author Tom Clancy and actress Brittany Murphy are among their more high profile successes. Fame nor notoriety could save them.
Okay, so far, so good. A rather sound piece of deductive reasoning, no? Now all that is left is to reveal the entire point of this little cognitive exercise. Are you ready? Here goes…
This applies to the lowest of the low, Citizen spy gangstalkers as well.
A very, very rare and highly public exception however, is former CIA spy Mrs. Valerie Plame.
Fair Game: How a Top CIA Agent Was Betrayed by Her Own Government
And her 2010 movie, Fair Game
The esteemed Mrs. Plame at the movie’s premier
Another film whose storyline is a corollary to the above, albeit somewhat older, is the 1998 film “Mercury Rising” featuring Bruce Willis of course. It actually came on TV while I was writing this, on the “Bounce” network. God works in mysterious ways. Highly entertaining and something that I’m certain Edward Snowden would approve of, if not fully endorse as educational viewing material. The plot centers around how evil the NSA is and how killing children is just standard operating procedure for them.
1998 motion picture “Mercury Rising”
Call it “retirement”, “tying up loose ends” etc… Then, there’s my all time favorite, “cleaning up”. All of them euphemisms for describing the same thing and perversely antiseptic. Phrases that undermine the true nature of dealing in death as an unethical vocation.
Become a spy (any type of spy), become sloppy and become dead, sooner or later. Nice huh? You might think that it would be hard to find people to do this kind of “work”, as I’ve also heard it perversely described. You would be wrong, oh so very wrong.
Never underestimate the capacity of people to indulge their own inherent narcissism and grandiosity. Throw in a little hubris while you’re at it and you end up with the perfect spy.
This is the local chapter in San Francisco. Check out the “Active Shooter Training” section. Who’s that for?? You and me?? “Hey Joe The Plumber, why did you just shoot me!?? For an explanation of just whom and what Infragard is, read my post entitled
Well, it has only been about an hour since my previous posting, “Companies Infested With Gangstalkers” that sure enough, it happens again. I know they monitor my blog so it should have been predictable. I’ve got to remember to keep my camera with me at all times.
There are reasons that I listed FoodsCo at the top of the list in the previous post, grocery stores have a peculiar significance that isn’t exactly obvious.
When you study gangstalking, one of the first things you learn is that it is foremost, a system of control. Born of military minds, one of the principle strategies in warfare is to control the essential resources that your enemy depends upon for survival. If your enemy is starving, sick or deprived of needed supplies, they are easier to defeat. In fact, you may be able to turn some of those enemy fighters over to your side, if you offer them food and water etc. Believe it or not, this same strategy is employed by the gangstalkers. Control the population’s food and water and you control them.
Take a very good look at this children, this is what the ugliest side of fascism looks like. The most dangerous too.
“Notice the Ag/Food slice in brown? ALL big chain grocery stores are members of “Infragard”. If you want to move up the ladder, you either have to be or become a “Gangstalker” (COINTELPRO citizen/community domestic spy)”
Grocery stores and the employees that work in them, are valued assets for gangstalking because they know that a targeted individual might be able to evade them in almost every other way, but he or she must have food and water. You might be able to give up going to the movies, but you must make that trip to the grocery store. Guess what, the Gangstalkers will be waiting for you. This is also a key principle of Agenda 21. Municipalities often make it difficult for people to grow their own food, livestock etc. because such activities allow people to be independent and strip away a vital form of control.
Grocery stores also provide an excellent opportunity to poison you. They will observe the foods that you buy and then wait until you head for the groceries again. Your favorite foods will then have been skillfully replaced with adulterated products, usually with the complicity of store management who were recruited long ago. Becoming a stalker may even be in some cases, a condition of employment.
So, right after making my previous post I kinda get a little hungry. FoodsCo is only two blocks away and since I neither have a car nor bicycle, I usually go there. Don’t get me wrong, they do have inexpensive foods and I do like many Kroger products, but if I were in better shape financially, I would dump them.
When I get into the store, I’m on the lookout for people either watching me or doing weird stuff like hanging around me or invading my personal space. The coast seems clear and I kind of relax. I get my cooking oil and three pies for a dollar and head up to the checkout line. I just happen to turn up an isle that puts me right in the path of the store manager, who is cashiering. Now, I’ve had dealings with this manager before, to get the details on those gangstalking incidents read the lower portion of this post. I now think to myself, “Oh God, I was hoping he wasn’t here and I would have to head up the very isle where he is at.” For a second I think of turning back, but you get tired of reacting to “them” all the time. So, I said “F” it and continued up.
I’m looking at him as I pass and he is looking at me with his peripheral vision. I’m thinking to myself, “how can someone be so deluded as to think that this kind of complicity is the way to go?” and “How much of a lack of insight does it take for this person to be able to sleep at night?” Also, “What kind of upbringing allows this person to think that this is all OK??” Knowing what I know about history, it defies my imagination that some people never seem to learn and keep making the same mistakes over and over again. Sieg Heil!
There was a cashier working there too, who is the girlfriend of a neighbor who lives in my building. This neighbor is a principle gangstalker and has chemically attacked me not long ago. Never thought he would do that as we were friendly before. I’ve come to learn that my shitty little dump hotel is mostly inhabited by scum of the earth. My neighbors.
They aren’t scum because they are intravenous heroin addicts, raging alcoholics, rapists, murders, thieves (boosters) or impoverished. No, I still considered them human beings. They no longer meet my standards now because I’ve discovered most of them to be complicit in gangstalking, an activity I consider to be absolutely Satanic. In my mind, a person so engaged is an active worker in the construction of Lucifer’s kingdom here on earth. You are helping the Devil, who tried to kill God and certainly wants every human being dead. You are too stupid to understand how suicidal your behavior is. Until they come to their senses, I want little to do with them. Scant chance of that happening though, they won’t listen to me. They just think I’m gullible and stupid.
I’m standing in line now, after sighting these two employees and trying to get as far away from them as possible, when I see something familiar. The last bit of trouble I had in FoodsCo involved a huge biker, who yelled at me to get in line with him at the behest of the manager. I realized at the time that it was all “street theater” meant to bully me, so I ignored it. I ignore a lot. Well, as I’m standing there, what do I see come through the door and head straight for where I’m standing? Thats right, another huge dude only this time, he’s black. Extremely muscular, wearing a wife beater and in full display. As a teen I used to have eighteen inch arms and did some bodybuilding for awhile, so I was admiring his physic. As he gets closer, I see a severe scowl on his face and realize, “Oh, it’s one of “them” again, damn I’m tired of this stupid crap.” So I put my blank face on and just stare ahead, no reaction. As he passes, he turns his head to look me directly in the face. I’m thinking, “F*** you dirtbag, don’t complain when you get sent to Hell…” I just get so tired of having to deal with dumb stuff from these creeps that it really just makes me want to say “Ok, lets have it out once and for all…” but you see, that is what they want. I would only be giving them victory. Again, you get real tired after awhile, or angry, but I’m no quitter. I refuse to let them win.
After this douche, I now know that they are here, so I begin to look around. Sure enough, I spot two more guys come in that just don’t smell right. They mill around nearby like two criminals up to something and have mean looks on their faces, like they are ready. One of them says to the other, “thats alright, we’ll just wait” and then looks directly at me. Now, it could be that I was just on alert at that moment, but I think I’ve had enough experience to spot these creeps when around. In any case, I know there was somebody watching somewhere. There always is. These guys were white, the muscular dude was black. All of them left the store without buying anything at all.
It started at FoodsCo and with this particular manager when I complained to him about Nursery brand fluoridated baby water, an item FoodsCo stocks. I listen to Alex Jones and infowars.com you see, and Alex said that if you see your local store selling this baby brain killing product it is your moral duty to ask management to take it off the shelf. I followed this instruction and that is when my real problems with FoodsCo began. Again, read my previous post.
I would do the very same thing again and intend to continue the issue, the Nursery brand fluoridated water, that is. I kept complaining to him about it until he finally came up with an answer, that being that he had no control over the buying of the water and that as long as it was legal to be sold it would be stocked. He then suggested I write state legislators. I have not done that as yet.
I failed to mention that I also gave him a CD of a video that Alex Jones made about the water, as well as an interview with Professor Griff of Public Enemy fame. It was after that the trouble really began.
Another clue about FoodsCo is that not too long ago they installed some very Orwellian security cameras in their isles, complete with little screens that let you observe yourself being watched. I took it to be an experiment in desensitizing people to being overtly surveilled, to see how they would react to being watched while performing the essentials of life.
I don’t know about you, but I don’t like being watched all the time, especially while shopping for groceries. Its almost like being watched while going to the bathroom. Icky. I believe them to be a bad company now, and would not patronize them anymore if I had any reasonable alternative.
If it were a fair fight (if there ever is such a thing), I would say “anytime creeps, anytime…”
This is the local chapter in San Francisco. Check out the “Active Shooter Training” section. Who’s that for?? You and me?? “Hey Joe The Plumber, why did you just shoot me!?? For an explanation of just whom and what Infragard is, read my post entitled
Now, to be fair, a business that is used or inhabited by Gangstalkers may or may not realize that they have a problem. This post is only my opinion of those companies and businesses in which I have experienced problems.
FoodsCo. (San Francisco, CA)
The All Star Hotel (San Francisco, CA)
Costco (Richmond, CA)
Walgreens (San Pablo, CA – Richmond, CA)
The Social Security Administration (San Francisco, CA)
BART Police Department (Bay Area)
San Francisco Police (San Francisco, CA)
The Tenderloin Housing Clinic (San Francisco, CA)
Federal Office Building (San Francisco, CA)
West County Health Center – clinic (San Pablo, CA)
Rainbow Grocery (San Francisco, CA)
Mission Mental Health Center (San Francisco, CA)
Mission Neighborhood Health Center (San Francisco, CA)
Food Max (San Pablo, CA)
Smart & Final (San Pablo, CA)
Raley’s (El Sobrante, CA)
Thrift Town (El Sobrante, CA & San Francisco, CA)
Goodwill (San Francisco, CA)
Berkeley Police Department (Berkeley, CA)
Tanforan Mall (San Bruno, CA)
City Community College (Daly City & San Francisco CA)
Merritt College (Oakland, CA)
Solano Community College (Suisun, CA)
The US Post Office (all over)
There are undoubtedly more, as Gangstalkers follow you all over the place, but these business, places and agencies stand out foremost in memory. The stalkers seem to prefer businesses that have closed circuit camera systems so that when they provoke you, all the “theater” can be captured on film as evidence. They also prefer provoking you on property where the penalties for crime are the highest, such as government and public transportation systems. See a pattern forming?
To look at this list might give one the impression that it can’t be true. You would be wrong. This list would seem tame and trivial compared to what has actually happened in history and currently, in certain countries.
The tragedy of all this is that Gangstalking not only harms good society, it destroys the stalker’s as well. We rise or fall collectively as a species, it’s the way we were designed. Oppression and tyranny only result in one possible outcome. Total destruction for all.
This is the local chapter in San Francisco. Check out the “Active Shooter Training” section. Who’s that for?? You and me?? “Hey Joe The Plumber, why did you just shoot me!?? For an explanation of just whom and what Infragard is, read my post entitled
Shortly after writing this post on April 6, 2014, the San Francisco Bay Area Infragard Chapter completely redesigned their website, it now looks like most other Infragard site designs. Gee, do you think they didn’t appreciate my version of proposed esthetic enhancements? Hmmm….
Today I went down to the San Bruno Police Department and filed a complaint of first degree murder for the September 9th, 2010 PG&E natural gas explosion of Jacqueline Greig and her daughter Janessa. You can read about it on my blog dedicated to this cause, Justice for Jacqueline and Janessa Greig.
Hence the major effect of the Panopticon: to induce in the inmate a state of conscious and permanent visibility that assures the automatic functioning of power. So to arrange things that the surveillance is permanent in its effects, even if it is discontinuous in its action; that the perfection of power should tend to render its actual exercise unnecessary; that this architectural apparatus should be a machine for creating and sustaining a power relation independent of the person who exercises it; in short, that the inmates should be caught up in a power situation of which they are themselves the bearers. To achieve this, it is at once too much and too little that the prisoner should be constantly observed by an inspector: too little, for what matters is that he knows himself to be observed; too much, because he has no need in fact of being so. In view of this, Bentham laid down the principle that power should be visible and unverifiable. Visible: the inmate will constantly have before his eyes the tall outline of the central tower from which he is spied upon. Unverifiable the inmate must never know whether he is being looked at at any one moment; but he must be sure that he may always be so. In order to make the presence or absence of the inspector unverifiable, so that the prisoners, in their cells, cannot even see a shadow, Bentham envisaged not only venetian blinds on the windows of the central observation hall, but, on the inside, partitions that intersected the hall at right angles and, in order to pass from one quarter to the other, not doors but zig-zag openings; for the slightest noise, a gleam of light, a brightness in a half-opened door would betray the presence of the guardian. The Panopticon is a /202/ machine for dissociating the see/being seen dyad: in the peripheral ring, one is totally seen, without ever seeing; in the central tower, one sees everything without ever being seen.
It is an important mechanism, for it automatizes and dis-individualizes power. Power has its principle not so much in a person as in a certain concerted distribution of bodies, surfaces, lights, gazes; in an arrangement whose internal mechanisms produce the relation in which individuals are caught up. The ceremonies, the rituals, the marks by which the sovereign’s surplus power was manifested are useless. There is a machinery that assures dis-symmetry, disequilibrium, difference. Consequently, it does not matter who exercises power. Any individual, taken almost at random, can operate the machine: in the absence of the director, his family, his friends, his visitors, even his servants (Bentham, 45). Similarly, it does not matter what motive animates him: the curiosity of the indiscreet, the malice of a child, the thirst for knowledge of a philosopher who wishes to visit this museum of human nature, or the perversity of those who take pleasure in spying and punishing. The more numerous those anonymous and temporary observers are, the greater the risk for the inmate of being surprised and the greater his anxious awareness of being observed. The Panopticon is a marvelous machine which, whatever use one may wish to put it to, produces homogeneous effects of power.
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So much for the question of observation. But the Panopticon was also a laboratory; it could be used as a machine to carry out experiments, to alter behavior, to train or correct individuals. To experiment with medicines and monitor their effects. To try out different punishments on prisoners, according to their crimes and character, and to seek the most effective ones. To teach different techniques simultaneously to the workers, to decide which is the best. To try out pedagogical experiments – and in particular to take up once again the well-debated problem of secluded education, by using orphans. One would see what would happen when, in their sixteenth or eighteenth year, they were presented with other boys or girls; one could verify whether, as Helvetius thought, anyone could learn anything; one would follow ‘the genealogy of every observable idea’; one could bring up different children according to different systems of thought, making certain children believe that two and two do not make four or that the moon is a cheese, then put them together when they are twenty or twenty-five years old; one would then have discussions that would be worth a great deal more than the sermons or lectures on which so much money is spent; one would have at least an opportunity of making discoveries in the domain of metaphysics. The Panopticon is a privileged place for experiments on men, and for analyzing with complete certainty the transformations that may be obtained from them. The Panopticon may even provide an apparatus for supervising its own mechanisms. In this central tower, the director may spy on all the employees that he has under his orders: nurses, doctors, foremen, teachers, warders; he will be able to judge them continuously, alter their behavior, impose upon them the methods he thinks best; and it will even be possible to observe the director himself. An inspector arriving unexpectedly at the center of the Panopticon will be able to judge at a glance, without anything being concealed from him, how the entire establishment is functioning. And, in any case, enclosed as he is in the middle of this architectural mechanism, is not the director’s own fate entirely bound up with it? The incompetent physician who has allowed contagion to spread, the incompetent prison governor or workshop manager will be the first victims of an epidemic or a revolt. ‘ “By every tie I could devise”, said the master of the Panopticon, “my own fate had been bound up by me with theirs”‘ (Bentham, 177). The Panopticon functions as a kind of laboratory of power. Thanks to its mechanisms of observation, it gains in efficiency and in the ability to penetrate into men’s behavior; knowledge follows the advances of power, discovering new objects of knowledge over all the surfaces on which power is exercised.
September 9th was the fifth anniversary of the San Bruno gas pipeline explosion that killed (murdered) CPUC Gas Ratepayer Advocate Mrs. Jacqueline (Jackie) Greig and her thirteen year old daughter, Janessa. Mrs. Greig was the head of her department and was in charge of approving a 3.6 billion dollar rate increase proposal submitted by PG&E […]
Alan Wang (KGO Reporter) SAN FRANCISCO (KGO) — PG&E is waiting to get hit with criminal charges. The federal government is expected to go after the utility for that pipeline disaster in San Bruno more than three years ago. The gas explosion was always a crime in the eyes of Gayle Masuno whose 87-year old […]
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