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.
UPDATE: January 30th, 2015
And here it is, the expected rejection letter. I was told by attorney’s that this was prerequisite before filing a lawsuit. Now, I need to find a Constitutional lawyer/s with a cause. It should’nt be so easy to lose all legal standing as a human being just because you availed yourself of any mental health treatment in the past. Anyone who has ever been counseled, had therapy or received any treatment from a mental health worker in the past can have all of their civil liberties maliciously stripped from them just as I did. The set of California codes that make this possible is terribly abused by both private individuals (spouses), and “professionals” as well (Health Care Workers, Landlords, Cops, Gang Stalkers).
I feel it my duty not only as a patriot but also as a good American to see this violation rectified. The Lanterman Petris Short Act (LPS Act) must be wholly rescinded in California, since it is employed as a weapon of oppression favored by both state actors and petty tyrants alike.
As we have seen from past history, as California does, so goes the rest of the country. You really don’t want to be this vulnerable to the caprices of anyone with an accusation , do you?
Any legitimate attorneys out there who would be interested in a case like this, please contact me.
Rejection letter for my claim against the City of San Pablo for violating my Civil Liberties, dated January 16th, 2015. 99 days after submission of my claim.
Postmarked envelope for rejection of claim letter, dated January 16th, 2015
Front page of claim I filed against the City Of San Pablo.
Back page of claim I filed against the City Of San Pablo.
This is the response to my claim against the City Of San Pablo by the Municipal Pooling Authority of Northern California, CASE: Eldon Brown, CLAIM NUMBER: GL-011467, PRINCIPAL: City of San Pablo, DATE OF INCIDENT: 04/18/2014. There was also a cc of this response sent to Walnut Creek Council Member and City of San Pablo Attorney’s personnel, Cindi Silva.
Click to go to their poorly designed website.
Cindi Silva of the City of San Pablo, City Attorney’s Office.
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
An encouraging response to my complaint. When my complaint was delivered the first time, I received no proof that Chief Rosales actually received it because the USPS Green Return Receipt contained no signature. In a court of law, she could have factually stated that she had personally never received my complaint. I am not saying that this was the Cheif’s intention, nor am I asserting that the person who actually signed USPS internal form PS #3849 for the first defective delivery (C. Reid) was intending to facilitate plausible deniability. It is entirely possible that Chief Rosales did not in fact, receive my first attempted complaint letter at all. Judging from the date on her response letter, it would appear my second successful attempt at delivery was her first time receiving it, perhaps due to C. Reid failing to give it to her. Whatever. With her signature on the green Return Receipt that you see below however, I now at long last have admissible proof that my complaint about being Gang Stalked in the City of San Pablo, California has been received by none other than the Chief of the San Pablo Police Department. After such a long and arduous effort, I am of the personal opinion that both my involuntary commitment at the hands of S.P.P.D. Officer Justin Gatlin, as well as the first unsigned USPS green Return Receipt at the hands of the US Post Office and “C. Reid” are suggestive of attempts to obstruct me from formally complaining. Gang Stalkers hate formal written complaints to the police about them, especially since many police agencies are in fact, complicit participants in Gang Stalking themselves. Hmmm….
My first attempt at complaining about being Gang Stalked in the City of San Pablo, California resulted in my being involuntarily committed to the Martinez Emergency Psychiatric Ward. A sure indicator that the particular police agency is complicit in the Gang Stalking (well documented by other Targeted Individuals throughout the internet). Now leery of submitting any complaint in person, the only other way possible was through the US Postal Service, Certified letter with Return Receipt and Restricted Delivery. When I attempted to submit my complaint that way, I was again thwarted due to collusion between the San Pablo Police Department and the United States Postal Service. This “cooperation” was actually documented as a concern about losing the trust of the public, in the United States Postal Inspector’s own internal audit. The green Return Receipt of my letter complaint returned unsigned. Finally, upon my third attempt and after much running around, I successfully delivered my complaint about being Gang Stalked. I received the Return Receipt you see above, complete with the Chief of Police’s signature. Now, there is no way that anyone can say that I did not submit a criminal complaint to the police.
USPS website tracking Proof of Delivery from my second attempt at complaining however, when I received the green Return Receipt form back, it contained no signatures. It was a defective delivery and would have allowed plausible deniability were it claimed that I had never complained at all. To see the USPS website tracking proof of delivery page that was actually successful and rendered a signed green Return Receipt by the Chief of Police, see the gallery of USPS Documents further down.
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.
I received the United States Postal Service’s green colored “Return Receipt” that the Chief of Police Lisa Rosales was supposed to sign but did not. I paid extra for this “service” and was sent back a Return Receipt without any signature nor indication that the certified letter had even been delivered. When I called the USPS to find out what had happened, the customer service rep told me that someone had initialed the Post Office’s own internal form but not my Return Receipt. Had it not been for a tracking number on the certified form, I would have no proof that Chief Lisa Rosales had received my letter at all. When you send a letter Certified with a Return receipt and check the box labeled “Restricted Delivery”, you pay extra. The Postal Delivery Person is supposed to first tear the green Return Receipt off of the back of the Certified letter and present it to the person FIRST, before handing over the letter. The addressee is to sign the green Return Receipt after having been identified as the correct recipient and only then be given the letter. If that could not be accomplished, the letter is to be taken back to the local post office to hold for an additional attempt at proper delivery the next day. That is what I paid for. Their policy is to attempt proper delivery three times before marking the letter as undeliverable and notifying you to come pick it up or pay additional to try again. What they are not supposed to do is to just hand over the letter without establishing the correct identity of the recipient, nor obtaining the Return receipt signature. The Mail Person got their required signature on their own internal log sheet, but to hell away with the customer who paid extra. Postal workers are Gang Stalkers just the same as Police Officers are and this is what happens when your government agencies get captured by Gang Stalking criminals. Organized crime bent on screwing you out of your civil rights and liberties. Were I to take this defective Return Receipt into court, It would not constitute proof.
When I got the return reciept back, it had absolutely no signature nor acknowledgment that it had been recieved by Police Chief Lisa Rosales. Upon calling the USPS, I was told that their forms contained a signature, it was an “R”. The postman must have colluded with the San Pablo Police to do this, to deny me any proof that I filed a complaint. SPPD is still trying to deny me due process of law, with the help of a complicit postal employee (the Mail Delivery Person). A postal inspector case has been opened and I should be hearing from them shortly. 10-27-14
It should not be this difficult to file a complaint with the Police,
nor should it be this difficult to send a letter to the Chief Of Police (Lisa Rosales, San Pablo, CA) who is literally right across the street! Look at all the crap I’m having to go through just to do that, isn’t this ridiculous? Something is very, very, very wrong here. When an ordinary citizen can’t even write to a public official due to Gang Stalking corruption within the United States Post Office, The San Pablo Police Department itself, and other Gang Stalker corrupted people, agencies and institutions, are we not a dictatorship lorded over by despots? Just look at all of this and judge for yourself. I STILL HAVEN’T GOTTEN MY COMPLAINT IN TO POLICE CHIEF LISA ROSALES, BUT I HAVE BEEN INVOLUNTARILY COMMITTED FOR TRYING TO DO SO.
In order for me to walk over to the San Pablo Police Department to file any criminal complaint, I have to be accompanied by one or more people just to ensure that they don’t falsely arrest me again, OR WORSE.
America is dead.
Gallery Of USPS Documents
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2nd copy of Gang Stalking complaint letter being prepared to replace the first defectively delivered complaint letter.
Address the 2nd Return Receipt is to be delivered to. The first one came back unsigned (defective).
Receipt of first defective mailing beside the receipt of the second attempt.
First Cert. is defective as the postal worker stamped it before I paid, I only showed it to him as an example, it was not mailed from his office. The bottom Cert is also defective as it contained no red stamp. Napkin on side has tracking and complaint #.
This is the person who actually signed for the defectively delivered first letter. Because the postal worker neglected to charge me at the counter for Restricted Delivery, the postal worker had no instructions to deliver as such. CHECK EVERYTHING AT THE POST OFFICE COUNTER BEFORE YOU WALK AWAY. IF THEY FORGET TO CHARGE YOU FOR SOMETHING, IT WILL NOT BE PERFORMED EVEN IF YOU MARK IT ON THE DOCUMENTS.
This was the handwritten referral given to me by the San Pablo Post Office, for “Lupe”, manager of the El Sobrante post office where I mailed the letter from. El Sobrante passes the letter to the San Pablo Post Office which is near the addressee.
Over the counter referral given to me by El Sobrante Post Office Supervisor “Abby”, for her manager “Lupe”.
POS payment machine at the San Pablo Post Office, where I received the erroneous stamp on the second letter’s Cert, even though I had not paid yet. This is also the same office that attempted to confiscate my initial defective Cert.
Charges that I never paid at the San Pablo Post Office. I had gone in to complain that delivery was defective because customer assistance told me to go to this particular office, only to be told I needed to go to El Sobrante where I had originally mailed from. Both office tried to get me to pay again for their defective delivery.
I brought in a second complete letter in hopes that they would just re-mail it without charging me all over again for what I had already paid. More confusion and defective documents, stolen documents and bad info ensued. I had to return to both offices twice to retrieve my documents that they confiscated in all the confusion. They were both stealing my documents, all evidence of their wrongdoing.
This is the way the 2nd letter looked after it was ready for mailing. The postal worker at the El Sobrante office stamped “Restricted Delivery” all over it just to make sure it was delivered properly this time. I had to pay an additional $5.70 for Restricted Delivery. Manager “Lupe” also confiscated my original defective Return Receipt and then asked if she could keep my payment receipt. I said no to her keeping the payment receipt, didn’t know that she still had the original defective Return Receipt and walked away. I had to come back on Monday to retrieve it. Both office’s employees were trying to steal all of my original documents. Flim Flammery slight of hand and trickery at it’s worst. AND THIS FROM OUR UNITED STATES POST OFFICE!
As of November 4th, the 2nd letter has been attempted twice in one day, once during lunch hour and once after business hours. I went to the USPS website and ordered a reschedule (confusing and laborious process). I then called the next day and USPS Customer Service showed no record of my web based reschedule for delivery. She then scheduled me and gave me a confirmation number, something the USPS website did not provide. She said that without this number, I would have no proof. Way to go USPS!
This eventually culminated in the letter being delivered. This was the second attempt.
I made an error in one of my previous posts, I said that the web based rescheduling didn’t give you a confirmation number. Obviously, I was incorrect. The USPS website is rather hard to navigate, almost as bad as their phone support (THE WORST I HAVE EVER ENCOUNTERED). I got confused by all the small text and unfamiliar screens and didn’t understand nor see that a confirmation number was produced. I was also being SEVERELY gassed with poison here at my mom’s apartment, while trying to work on all of this. A common experience among TI’s who refuse to give up.
Weird how the form for additional instructions would not let numerals nor special characters be used. I can understand restricting them from a malicious code standpoint, but don’t you think that they could tell you that prior? In the red error message maybe? If you can’t figure it out for yourself because you aren’t a “techie”, then you get defeated right here. The USPS website is really difficult to use, confusing and misleading. As bad as the website is, the phone support is sheer robotic voice Purgatory!
FINALLY, SUCCESS! San Pablo Police Chief Lisa Rosales now finally has my complaints about SPPD violating my Civil Right and being Gang Stalked in her city! YEAH! Gee, I wonder if my post about the New York Times story concerning “Mail Cover” requests by law enforcement and their colluding with the USPS to read your private mail had anything to do with it?? Now, to wait for her response.
Done and done.
The second set of pictures are of the two different Contra Costa Health Services bills that I have received showing vastly different dollar amounts. In the first bill, you see the amount that they have been trying to get me to pay ever since I was first falsely arrested and imprisoned, three hundred eighty-two dollars and eighty-four cents ($382.84). As soon as I submitted my claim against the city of San Pablo for violating my civil rights, the very next bill that I received showed that I now owed only thirty-seven dollars ($37)! HOW MIRACULOUS. As soon as there was a risk that the city may have to actually pay for their crimes, the bill shed a whopping three hundred forty-five dollars and eighty-four cents ($345.84)! An additional reason I believe that the bill amount may have dropped so drastically is that should I go ahead and pay this amount, it would result in me de-facto legitimizing that it was valid. It would be like saying that I agree with what was done to me otherwise, why would I pay it? Well, I most certainly do not agree to any of what I endured at the hands of the San Pablo Police nor the Contra Costa Health Services Emergency Psychiatric Ward. When I called them about the bill, they claimed to have no records whatsoever that my bill had ever been anything other than thirty-seven dollars. I think that you can see for yourself what a lie that is. Since when does being transported by county ambulance fifty miles away to an Emergency Services Facility only cost thirty-seven dollars total? Have you ever heard of such non-sense in your life? To my reasoning, all of this constitutes institutionalized fraud and those responsible, should be locked up in prison.
This is a partial list of common charges (prices) for medical services rendered. An Emergency Room visit starts at $160. How can my bill for the ER go from $382.84 to $37?? FRAUD AND A COVER UP CONSPIRACY, THATS HOW.
This is the original bill that I was sent soon arfter my false arrest and imprisonment, for “emergency psychiatric services”. Notice the amount is for $382.84. As soon as I filed a claim against the city of San Pablo for violating my civil rights, the very next bill that I get is for $37.00! HOW MIRACULOUS! As soon as the possibliity presents itself that they may have to foot the bill for their crimes, the price sheds $345.84. How much more obvious can you get?
This bill somehow miraculously shed three-hundred forty-five dollars and eighty four cents immediatly after submitting my claim against the City Of San Pablo for violating my civil rights. You can see the original amount before the fraudulent tampering above yet, the billing department maintains that it was always only thirty-seven dollars!
Release of med. records to myself from billing.
Release of med. records to myself for Medical Records Dept. itself, at hospital.
MY FEDERAL COMPLAINT FOR CONTRA COSTA HEALTH SERVICES, PATIENT ACCOUNTING DEPARTMENT VIOLATING MY HIPAA PRIVACY AND SECURITY RIGHTS
Again, this is a very clear example of Gang Stalking and how these traitorous criminals crap all over us, and our United States Constitution.
And now here is the beginning of this miscarriage of Justice, before Chief Lisa Rosales;
Originally posted on May 13th, 2014
I was recently involuntarily committed for attempting to file a criminal complaint with the San Pablo Police Department, about being gangstalked.
For additional information regarding this topic, read my repost of a USA TODAY article entitled;
Update 06/12/14 ********************************************************************************
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
Jesse Ventura Conspiracy Theory – BRAIN INVADERS – S3 E7 http://naturalnews.tv/v.asp?v=73596f521abc983504af22e59019ff18
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.
SFPD Incident Report #130925069 page 1 (THC knife carry harassment)
SFPD Incident Report #130925069 page 2 (THC knife carry harassment)
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