Gangstalking is a true crime that is difficult to prove, because the stalkers make every attempt to discredit the victim before any physical harm takes place. This crime can happen to anyone, as I and thousands of other victims now know.
Gangstalking is a truth and a paradox, because the stalkers set the victims up to look foolish if they try to report the crimes making the crime seem unbelievable. The stalkers use childish pranks in the beginning to discredit their victims, and when the victims report these crimes to authorities, family, and friends the victim seems foolish, and over a period of time the victim reports the pranks to others and people begin to believe the victim is delusional or paranoid, and that's exactly what the stalkers want people to believe.
While the childish pranks against the victim are taking place a real crime is occurring that the victim is unaware of, and this crime involves surveillance of the victim. Video and audio surveillance of the victim is also used to gather personal data on the victim. The audio and video surveillance is often done by cyber attacks through the hacking of computers, cell phones, and email accounts. The cyber attacks can turn on web cameras and microphones on a victim's computer or cell phone giving the stalkers easy surveillance into the victim's private life that is stealth, and all of this goes on while the victim is being discredited for reporting the childish pranks that the stalkers are doing to the victim. Once the victim is discredited, the physical attacks can begin, and these can include any number of attacks including rapes and drugging.
The victims find themselves in a position where what they are trying to report has no motive and is hard to prove, because the stalkers leave little evidence, and what evidence they do leave behind goes unchecked, because the stalkers have made the victim appear mentally disturbed ahead of time. Most victims, also called TIs on gangstalking sites, have been discredited, humiliated, and shamed by their stalkers actions to discredit them as victims, so they can't and don't speak out. I however have not. I realized what was going on so I changed some of the rules in the game. It is a game, not to the victims but to the stalkers. If you aren't paranoid or scared it isn't as much fun for the stalkers.
I actually presented a fun challenge to my stalkers because they could not fully discredit me, and I did get quite a few people to listen, I didn't run away, and I didn't seek the help of psychologist, or turn to alcohol and drugs. I just made the game harder, and I want to make sure the game is hard to play with others as well. No more victims!
I promise you I am an expert on this crime, and awareness is the best defense. You can't stop what you don't see coming. The game works off of the public's ignorance to technology, loopholes in the laws, and the human desire to follow or "group think" with the masses. And, now that there are so many sites that give people ideas on how to commit this crime awareness is paramount in curtailing this crime in all it's forms, be it gangstalking, workplace mobbing, cyberbullying, community harassment, or simple old school bully tactics it has to be exposed, so others don't fall victim and the stalkers don't lure others into their attacks against innocent people, by turning people against the victim. The victims aren't crazy the stalkers are, as are those who assist in the destruction of an innocent person's life. "Don't play the game".
Now why the crime happens is different, and that is something that I don't want to get into just yet, because it is not as important as awareness of the crime. Some tactics of gangstalking are classified, and I may get in some trouble in exposing classified information, or maybe not, especially if nobody believes me. Be aware that there are people who will try and discredit me on my wall, because they don't want me to expose the truth. I say what the hell do I have to loose in exposing the truth. I'm suicidal, what are they going to do, kill me?!? Maybe, they have tried before.
Thursday, June 24, 2010
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Gangstalking: The World's Worst Prank
I have mentioned gangstalking, and I want to explain briefly what it is. Gangstalking is a hoax and a prank that's out of control. The five or so original websites on gangstalking were created by my perpetrators to harass me and make me look like an ass if I sought help, because an important part of my story is wrapped in that mess, and people have become familiar with gangstalking.
Is gangstalking the work of Scientologist, Masons, aliens, Madonna, or the CIA as so many of the newer sites have claimed? HELL NO! Well, maybe Madonna. LOL
The practice of gangstalking isn't new to the human race. It's actually based on the simple principle known as "I don't like you". It's a child's game on steroids. If you tell twenty people that Tommy ate a booger, and nobody knows Tommy or saw Tommy eat the booger, then Tommy can be successfully declared a booger eater! Now, you have the main principle of gangstalking, except in gangstalking Tommy didn't just eat the booger someone recorded Tommy scratching his nose from a bad angle edited it with an entirely different shot of Tommy touching his lip thus producing evidence that Tommy eats boogers.
Yeah, I know this is a stupid description, but I'm describing something stupid and dangerous. When the sites were created that was one thing, but now that so many people have latched on to the sites it's dangerous. More and more websites are being created based on this hoax. The websites give people bad ideas to use, that if done correctly, will destroy a person's life.
So, what kind of idiot would create these sites. Well...this person knows me pretty well, because they and their little funky friends have loved spying on me and stalking me. But, the game got out of control and too many other people got involved. Every time I revealed something about the game in order to get help from law enforcement, a new website was created with my real revelations along side fake testimonies of mind control, aliens and other bullshit nonsense. So much of the gangstalking websites are crap! The craziest part of it is that people actually try this mess!
The true tactics of gangstalking are not in any of the websites, and I am glad. I don't even want to go into detail about the subject myself for fear of inspiring some moral degenerate to go out and try it on the next person that crosses them.
Someone wanted to teach me a lesson, and they did, in human stupidity. Now that gangstalking is out there in cyberspace and growing like a mushroom cloud what can be done? It's now a conspiracy theory and I helped create it without knowing it damn it!
All I can do is to tell people it's a hoax, but it becomes real if you apply it to life. My perpetrators applied it in real life because they were stupid. A wise person knows that all theories should not be tested. Tested? Research connection? Well...after something gets out of control it becomes a party where everyone is invited. Yet, you would think some of the world's best minds and researchers would have seen a fault in this shit. No, they played along. BAD F*CKING CALL!
A moral psychologist would not participate in such nonsense, you might think, but nobodies perfect. If you take an oath to uphold moral and ethical standards then you don't play the game. Here's to the morality of David, Kate, Jeff, Karen, Jonel, and so many other knowledgeable psychologist who lent their talents, facilities, and good names to this cause. I'm using first names now, but I will give last names when I tell the many ways that these psychologist violated their professions.
So that's about it for now. Below is a list of links to gangstalking websites. I even found one where someone posted about gangstalking on Oprah's site like four days ago. Coincidence?
http://www.gangstalkingworld.com/
http://gangstalking.wordpress.com/
http://gangstalkingjournal.com/
http://www.oprah.com/community/message/1301732
http://vimeo.com/m/#/12623919
http://www.whatisgangstalking.blogspot.com/
http://www.multistalkervictims.org/
http://m.topix.com/forum/blogs/T6SIJEJPAALKGVF67
http://aishamusic.blogspot.com/2010/02/gang-stalking.html
http://www.educate-yourself.org/cn/gangstalkingoverview15sep06.shtml
http://in2worlds.net/gangstalking-and-targeted-individuals
http://www.badexperiment.com/gang-stalking-and-christians/
http://www.articlesbase.com/authors/gangstalking/99109
http://www.life-in-korea.info/?p=245
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/gangstalking/
http://www.opednews.com/articles/What-is-Gang-Stalking-by-gang-stalking-091114-203.html
http://www.nowpublic.com/world/gang-stalking-and-cheap-electronic-surveillance
http://whosarat.websitetoolbox.com/post?id=678576
http://www.urbandictionary.com/iphone/#define?term=gang%20stalking%20methods
http://www.empowher.com/mental-health/content/gang-stalking-psychological-targeting-group-setting
http://www.jbhfile.com/harm_gang.html
http://gangstalking.wordpress.com/about/
http://www.exoticwarfareproof.org/gangstalking.htm
http://www.nowpublic.com/world/gang-stalking-research-topics
http://www.articlesbase.com/causes-and-organizations-articles/gang-stalking-redifined-2135737.html
http://whosarat.websitetoolbox.com/post?id=1009784
http://www.phillyimc.org/en/gang-stalking-redefined
http://www.experienceproject.com/stories/Am-Being-Gang-Stalked/950675
http://community.theblackvault.com/gangstalking
http://www.conspirare.net/blog7.php/2010/03/12/gang-stalking-induces-ptsdhttp://gangstalkingjournal.com/gang-stalking/
http://www.shoestringradio.net/
Is gangstalking the work of Scientologist, Masons, aliens, Madonna, or the CIA as so many of the newer sites have claimed? HELL NO! Well, maybe Madonna. LOL
The practice of gangstalking isn't new to the human race. It's actually based on the simple principle known as "I don't like you". It's a child's game on steroids. If you tell twenty people that Tommy ate a booger, and nobody knows Tommy or saw Tommy eat the booger, then Tommy can be successfully declared a booger eater! Now, you have the main principle of gangstalking, except in gangstalking Tommy didn't just eat the booger someone recorded Tommy scratching his nose from a bad angle edited it with an entirely different shot of Tommy touching his lip thus producing evidence that Tommy eats boogers.
Yeah, I know this is a stupid description, but I'm describing something stupid and dangerous. When the sites were created that was one thing, but now that so many people have latched on to the sites it's dangerous. More and more websites are being created based on this hoax. The websites give people bad ideas to use, that if done correctly, will destroy a person's life.
So, what kind of idiot would create these sites. Well...this person knows me pretty well, because they and their little funky friends have loved spying on me and stalking me. But, the game got out of control and too many other people got involved. Every time I revealed something about the game in order to get help from law enforcement, a new website was created with my real revelations along side fake testimonies of mind control, aliens and other bullshit nonsense. So much of the gangstalking websites are crap! The craziest part of it is that people actually try this mess!
The true tactics of gangstalking are not in any of the websites, and I am glad. I don't even want to go into detail about the subject myself for fear of inspiring some moral degenerate to go out and try it on the next person that crosses them.
Someone wanted to teach me a lesson, and they did, in human stupidity. Now that gangstalking is out there in cyberspace and growing like a mushroom cloud what can be done? It's now a conspiracy theory and I helped create it without knowing it damn it!
All I can do is to tell people it's a hoax, but it becomes real if you apply it to life. My perpetrators applied it in real life because they were stupid. A wise person knows that all theories should not be tested. Tested? Research connection? Well...after something gets out of control it becomes a party where everyone is invited. Yet, you would think some of the world's best minds and researchers would have seen a fault in this shit. No, they played along. BAD F*CKING CALL!
A moral psychologist would not participate in such nonsense, you might think, but nobodies perfect. If you take an oath to uphold moral and ethical standards then you don't play the game. Here's to the morality of David, Kate, Jeff, Karen, Jonel, and so many other knowledgeable psychologist who lent their talents, facilities, and good names to this cause. I'm using first names now, but I will give last names when I tell the many ways that these psychologist violated their professions.
So that's about it for now. Below is a list of links to gangstalking websites. I even found one where someone posted about gangstalking on Oprah's site like four days ago. Coincidence?
http://www.gangstalkingworld.com/
http://gangstalking.wordpress.com/
http://gangstalkingjournal.com/
http://www.oprah.com/community/message/1301732
http://vimeo.com/m/#/12623919
http://www.whatisgangstalking.blogspot.com/
http://www.multistalkervictims.org/
http://m.topix.com/forum/blogs/T6SIJEJPAALKGVF67
http://aishamusic.blogspot.com/2010/02/gang-stalking.html
http://www.educate-yourself.org/cn/gangstalkingoverview15sep06.shtml
http://in2worlds.net/gangstalking-and-targeted-individuals
http://www.badexperiment.com/gang-stalking-and-christians/
http://www.articlesbase.com/authors/gangstalking/99109
http://www.life-in-korea.info/?p=245
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/gangstalking/
http://www.opednews.com/articles/What-is-Gang-Stalking-by-gang-stalking-091114-203.html
http://www.nowpublic.com/world/gang-stalking-and-cheap-electronic-surveillance
http://whosarat.websitetoolbox.com/post?id=678576
http://www.urbandictionary.com/iphone/#define?term=gang%20stalking%20methods
http://www.empowher.com/mental-health/content/gang-stalking-psychological-targeting-group-setting
http://www.jbhfile.com/harm_gang.html
http://gangstalking.wordpress.com/about/
http://www.exoticwarfareproof.org/gangstalking.htm
http://www.nowpublic.com/world/gang-stalking-research-topics
http://www.articlesbase.com/causes-and-organizations-articles/gang-stalking-redifined-2135737.html
http://whosarat.websitetoolbox.com/post?id=1009784
http://www.phillyimc.org/en/gang-stalking-redefined
http://www.experienceproject.com/stories/Am-Being-Gang-Stalked/950675
http://community.theblackvault.com/gangstalking
http://www.conspirare.net/blog7.php/2010/03/12/gang-stalking-induces-ptsdhttp://gangstalkingjournal.com/gang-stalking/
http://www.shoestringradio.net/
Monday, June 21, 2010
The Police vs. Me: Playing a Game I Was Never Supposed to Win
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What happened to me could happen to anybody, but should never happen to anyone. When you go to the police for help you should not find yourself in a position where the police refuse to help but instead conspire to harm you. In my case, going to the police made my situation worse.
The first time I went to the police was in December of 2008 to report being followed.
December 26, 2008
I went to the police station in my home town and reported my situation. I waited outside the station for an hour for an officer, because it was after hours. When officer Vallerga arrived, he asked me some questions and I answered them. Officer Vallerga then concluded that nothing was going on that was serious enough to generate a report. Officer Vallerga told me that it was nothing and that the guy was probably following me because I was pretty, he then said "your pretty guys are going to follow you" and "the guy just probably wanted to talk to you but didn't know what to say", I told him that wasn't it. I don't know why the officer assumed I was stupid and vain enough to believe that men I had never seen before were following me simply because they considered me attractive.
I knew there was a reason why all of a sudden strange men were following me when I had all my clothes on and I'm not famous. No woman could be that pretty. I assumed the men had to have been told something or shown something that was making them want to follow me, but I didn't know what it was at the time.
I was followed everywhere I went. I had strange men following and staring at me for no reason regardless of how I was dressed or looked, and it didn't matter who was with me. I could be out with my boyfriend, family, or friends and I would find more men then usual staring at me. I didn't make a big deal about it to anyone at first because it was just weird and a little creepy, but I did point some of the men out from time to time to other people.
December 30, 2008
Then, I started seeing the same men different places in different cities staring at me, and so I went back to the police. This time I went to the police station in a major city where I had been followed. I met with several male officers at the front counter and explained what was going on. The officers smiled and assured me that there was nothing to worry about and not enough information to generate a need to take a report. I pleaded with the male officers for twenty minutes for one of them to take a report
so there would be a record in case it was not "just nothing" and I got raped by one of these guys. A female officer, Campbell, came from the back and listened to my story, Campbell agreed to take the report, and the male officers grimaced. While the Campbell was waiting for the report number to generate in the computer, a male office took her aside, and when she came back to the counter she took the report. When Campbell finished, she told me it was probably nothing and said "you're a pretty girl...men are going to look at you" When I got the copy of the report, I found out that officer Campbell left out the description of the guys who were following me and the place where they were captured on security cameras. What were the police hiding?
January 3, 2009
I continued to be followed for no reason by strange men. This Time I went to the police station and met with officer Lewis who told me the same insane nonsense that officer Vallerga had spoken to me about being pretty, and somebody just looking at me or following me because I was attractive. I realized I was going to get zero help from the chauvinist bastards at the police station. Then officer Lewis told me to take license plates, driver descriptions, and to document what was happening. I told officer Lewis that I wanted him to document what I was reporting in case something happened to me. Officer Lewis stated that he could not take a report because no crime was occurring.
January 08, 2009
I finally got fed up with the police one day when I was at the police station, and I made the mistake of asking if I could call the FBI. Officer LLamas came out and immediately proclaimed I had a mental disorder and I demanded his supervisor. What happens next started so much trouble for me. Officer Llamas and his Sergeant talked to me and tag teamed me on what happened to me over the past 3 months, and officer Llamas, who insulted me with the comment of a mental disorder, took back his statement and said he felt I was just being a little paranoid. I asked how I was being paranoid in reporting that I had been stalked by strange men over the past three months? The officers had no answer. The officers asked me for information I had on one of the people I believed was following me, and I told them it was at home. The officers said they would wait for me to come back. When I got in my car I was followed out of the parking lot by several plain cars and two cop cars. All the cars came from the police officer's private lot and were driven by detectives or cops. After that the stalking got 100% worse. The officers used what I reported against me.
I got followed more after I went to the police. Apparently reporting a crime of stalking is a crime to the police.
January 10, 2008
I went back to the police in my home city. Once again, I met with officer Lewis at the station to report a guy following me and staring at me while i was at the store. Officer Lewis asked me what was making me uncomfortable about being looked at, and I told him it wasn't just looking something wasn't right. I had men watch me before but not like this. Officer Lewis asked me if I had received flowers or gifts from any if these men and I said no. Officer Lewis declared that it was definitely not stalking, because stalking involves gifts and officer Lucas agreed. Officer Lucas and Lewis tried to get me to believe that a criteria for stalking was receiving gifts, and I told them both that gifts had nothing to do with stalking and if I felt threatened by repeatedly being pursued it was stalking. Officer Lucas told me that it was nothing to be concerned with. Officer Lewis asked me if I knew who it was that I "felt" was following me and I told him I didn't know who these men were. Officer Lewis and Lucas both concurred that there was not enough evidence for the police to take a report.
Officer Lucas and Lewis then asked me questions about where I worked and if I had a boyfriend. Officer Lucas and Lewis continued to ask me question about who I knew in the area, what I liked to do, and where I liked to go. Officer Lucas told me to go out to a bar and give the guy a chance to approach me. Yes, I was told by the police to make myself more available to my stalkers
The officers asked me if I knew martial arts and what kind of weapons I owned. I asked why, and the officers stated that they wanted to know how I would defend myself if i had to. When I mentioned I had a tazer, officer Lewis and Lucas gave each other surprised looks and officer Lewis said "that could hurt". The questions were odd, but not odd enough to call a supervisor. I asked the officers why they were asking me these types of questions and they responded that they were just trying to find out more information to see why this might be happening to me. Police can be such jerks when they want to be.
Police have this silly rule they like to follow about taking reports in the city where a crime occurs or a person actually lives. Unfortunately, my home town has the most unhelpful officers at times.
January 30, 2008
I took licence plates, descriptions, dates, times and locations of the occurrences, and returned to the police in my home town. I met with officer Lewis. Officer Lewis was my beat officer. Surprised? I gave officer Lewis the licence plates he told me to collect on people who had followed me, and he made the comment that one of the plate numbers looked like his own licence plate. Officer Lewis went outside to run the plate numbers in his car leaving me alone with Lucas. Officer Lucas asked me questions that were personal in nature, such as when was the last time I went out to go dancing and if I had a boyfriend. I danced around his questions and he asked me more personal question about my family. Officer Lucas even asked me if my family had any history of mental illness and I said "no why are you asking me that" and Lucas said "just wondering". Officer Lewis came in with another officer at that point and said "I guess that's a no" and I got the impression that I had been on the radio while I was being questioned by officer Lucas.
Officer Lewis told me that he ran the plates but still could not take a report because there was not enough information. I asked officer Lewis what information he needed to take a report, and he stated it was not enough to take a report because there was not enough to give to a detective.
I asked officer Lewis what was really going on, and he said in a mock dramatic tone worthy of a Golden Globe "aw HELL NO! How could this happen? You don't think it's a cop do you? Please don't tell me it's a cop...". Officer Lewis tried to keep from laughing as did the other officers present. Officer Lewis smiled and I said "I didn't say that" and Lewis said "oh okay". Then another officer went to the back to get something and Lewis and Lucas both encouraged him not to do it while they tried not to laugh. The fourth officer came out with a hat and stood at the counter smiling, just like he had done when he had been the passenger in a car that often followed me.
The officers knew I couldn't do anything about what was being done to me. Four cops against one me, and now I understood why they wanted to declare I had a mental disorder when I did not, because it would make it easier for them to discredit a crazy person telling the truth if in fact I was mentally disturbed. I had already lost a game I didn't even know I had been playing.
So, the police continued to lie to cover up what was really taking place. All I did was go to the police to report a crime someone committed against me and they treated me like I was a snitch. And...the game was on...even though I had been playing since 2006, yet nobody told me.
I had been set up to play a game that took time to build. It didn't happen over night. But, what would make the police want to play a game with a woman without a criminal past, that caused no problems for others, worked, and was in college minding her own damn business? That's the question and the answer lies in the community and the hearts and minds of human beings.
What would cause another person to harm another person? That is the timeless question. Is it jealousy, hate, ignorance, desire, dominance, money, religion, sex etc?
I never had to do anything wrong, because I already deserved it in the minds of some depraved people. When another human being has the desire to hurt or control someone in order to spread and build their own personal joy, the situation is dangerous, but when that person goes on to carry it out it becomes pure evil. I became the player's choice for the tyranny of evil men and women who conspired in a game to destroy my life and my family.
I know you must be asking; "why? and "what's so important about me that anyone would go this far?" i hope I will make that clear at some point. An Internet hoax was even created just to help it all along, and it's called gangstalking.
Gangstalking is a lie that has a grain of truth, and so I think of it as a paradox. There is a little grain of truth about what happened to me in every single website about Gangstalking that is enveloped in pure lies. The sites are all created and hosted anonymously, and the victim's accounts are false, and made to make each victim look like a mental case. The fake victims on these sites speak of aliens, mind control, Masons, Scientologists, Jesuits, the paranormal, other dimensions, Charles Manson, the occult, and microwaves as the cause for their problems. Vigilante justice is a good theory in gangstalking, but it's also flawed, because it would take an incredible amount of unquestionable human stupidity to believe that doing any of this would be the best course of action. In my case the people who are involved aren't stupid by education, just ignorant in morals and human decency.
The hoax, the game, the challenge, the test, the chaos, and the thrill of the chase are all a part of why these people did this to me. I wonder about my perpetrators. Did my perpetrators plan to take it this far or did it just happen? I say yes, they planned to take it as far as they could go. They made money from it. How bad did they really want to hurt me and my family? Very bad, they didn't even care about children, and they set up my assault and then tried to cover it up. How many men did they actually inspire to want to rape me? I don't know the answer to that one. Why would they want to make me seem crazy? So no one would believe the paradox.
These fake gangstalking victims also can't spell. Most websites where common words are frequently misspelled, and the sites give no credible means to validate the claims being made are usually false! Remember, the websites are hosted anonymously. Gangstalking is a paradox, and I hope my story will help prove that. If a grain of my story is in every website then it is possible that there are others who have a grain of their story mixed with mine, but I doubt it. Not with the claims the false gangstalking victims are making about the universe and mind control theories.
I know I am also anonymous, but that is because I make claims of suicidal thoughts with a definite goal to kill myself, and that would get me put under observation in a psychiatric facility. I will reveal myself soon enough. Besides, my stalkers already know I'm Jane, because they like to know things about me that are none of there fucking business! They have the authority available to misuse, and they do.
Nothing here is a lie, and by naming names as I tell my story I hope to prove that. The more I tell the truth the more I risk, because I'm telling a story that so many influential people have tried to suppress. I am also walking a fine line in giving names because I have to be able to prove the involvement of all named individuals, and so far I can.
Unfortunately, my story doesn't stay with the police. The other question is, what was said about me that made federal agents want to play too? Did someone report me for a false crime? Maybe. But no, the story goes deeper than that. I'm a guinea pig of sorts. A pawn and the keeper of the truth. Can you keep a secret? I certainly can, but I can also detect a lie. I've kept too many lies a secret, and now I'm going to tell them all, because the world deserves to know the truth. It's the only way to protect yourself and those you care about from this crime.
It could happen to anyone, and it took close to 2 years before I knew it was happening to me. It could be happening to you, and by the time you find out it will already be too late. You can't stop what you don't see coming. I hope I can help you gain a 20/20 view.
What happened to me could happen to anybody, but should never happen to anyone. When you go to the police for help you should not find yourself in a position where the police refuse to help but instead conspire to harm you. In my case, going to the police made my situation worse.
The first time I went to the police was in December of 2008 to report being followed.
December 26, 2008
I went to the police station in my home town and reported my situation. I waited outside the station for an hour for an officer, because it was after hours. When officer Vallerga arrived, he asked me some questions and I answered them. Officer Vallerga then concluded that nothing was going on that was serious enough to generate a report. Officer Vallerga told me that it was nothing and that the guy was probably following me because I was pretty, he then said "your pretty guys are going to follow you" and "the guy just probably wanted to talk to you but didn't know what to say", I told him that wasn't it. I don't know why the officer assumed I was stupid and vain enough to believe that men I had never seen before were following me simply because they considered me attractive.
I knew there was a reason why all of a sudden strange men were following me when I had all my clothes on and I'm not famous. No woman could be that pretty. I assumed the men had to have been told something or shown something that was making them want to follow me, but I didn't know what it was at the time.
I was followed everywhere I went. I had strange men following and staring at me for no reason regardless of how I was dressed or looked, and it didn't matter who was with me. I could be out with my boyfriend, family, or friends and I would find more men then usual staring at me. I didn't make a big deal about it to anyone at first because it was just weird and a little creepy, but I did point some of the men out from time to time to other people.
December 30, 2008
Then, I started seeing the same men different places in different cities staring at me, and so I went back to the police. This time I went to the police station in a major city where I had been followed. I met with several male officers at the front counter and explained what was going on. The officers smiled and assured me that there was nothing to worry about and not enough information to generate a need to take a report. I pleaded with the male officers for twenty minutes for one of them to take a report
so there would be a record in case it was not "just nothing" and I got raped by one of these guys. A female officer, Campbell, came from the back and listened to my story, Campbell agreed to take the report, and the male officers grimaced. While the Campbell was waiting for the report number to generate in the computer, a male office took her aside, and when she came back to the counter she took the report. When Campbell finished, she told me it was probably nothing and said "you're a pretty girl...men are going to look at you" When I got the copy of the report, I found out that officer Campbell left out the description of the guys who were following me and the place where they were captured on security cameras. What were the police hiding?
January 3, 2009
I continued to be followed for no reason by strange men. This Time I went to the police station and met with officer Lewis who told me the same insane nonsense that officer Vallerga had spoken to me about being pretty, and somebody just looking at me or following me because I was attractive. I realized I was going to get zero help from the chauvinist bastards at the police station. Then officer Lewis told me to take license plates, driver descriptions, and to document what was happening. I told officer Lewis that I wanted him to document what I was reporting in case something happened to me. Officer Lewis stated that he could not take a report because no crime was occurring.
January 08, 2009
I finally got fed up with the police one day when I was at the police station, and I made the mistake of asking if I could call the FBI. Officer LLamas came out and immediately proclaimed I had a mental disorder and I demanded his supervisor. What happens next started so much trouble for me. Officer Llamas and his Sergeant talked to me and tag teamed me on what happened to me over the past 3 months, and officer Llamas, who insulted me with the comment of a mental disorder, took back his statement and said he felt I was just being a little paranoid. I asked how I was being paranoid in reporting that I had been stalked by strange men over the past three months? The officers had no answer. The officers asked me for information I had on one of the people I believed was following me, and I told them it was at home. The officers said they would wait for me to come back. When I got in my car I was followed out of the parking lot by several plain cars and two cop cars. All the cars came from the police officer's private lot and were driven by detectives or cops. After that the stalking got 100% worse. The officers used what I reported against me.
I got followed more after I went to the police. Apparently reporting a crime of stalking is a crime to the police.
January 10, 2008
I went back to the police in my home city. Once again, I met with officer Lewis at the station to report a guy following me and staring at me while i was at the store. Officer Lewis asked me what was making me uncomfortable about being looked at, and I told him it wasn't just looking something wasn't right. I had men watch me before but not like this. Officer Lewis asked me if I had received flowers or gifts from any if these men and I said no. Officer Lewis declared that it was definitely not stalking, because stalking involves gifts and officer Lucas agreed. Officer Lucas and Lewis tried to get me to believe that a criteria for stalking was receiving gifts, and I told them both that gifts had nothing to do with stalking and if I felt threatened by repeatedly being pursued it was stalking. Officer Lucas told me that it was nothing to be concerned with. Officer Lewis asked me if I knew who it was that I "felt" was following me and I told him I didn't know who these men were. Officer Lewis and Lucas both concurred that there was not enough evidence for the police to take a report.
Officer Lucas and Lewis then asked me questions about where I worked and if I had a boyfriend. Officer Lucas and Lewis continued to ask me question about who I knew in the area, what I liked to do, and where I liked to go. Officer Lucas told me to go out to a bar and give the guy a chance to approach me. Yes, I was told by the police to make myself more available to my stalkers
The officers asked me if I knew martial arts and what kind of weapons I owned. I asked why, and the officers stated that they wanted to know how I would defend myself if i had to. When I mentioned I had a tazer, officer Lewis and Lucas gave each other surprised looks and officer Lewis said "that could hurt". The questions were odd, but not odd enough to call a supervisor. I asked the officers why they were asking me these types of questions and they responded that they were just trying to find out more information to see why this might be happening to me. Police can be such jerks when they want to be.
Police have this silly rule they like to follow about taking reports in the city where a crime occurs or a person actually lives. Unfortunately, my home town has the most unhelpful officers at times.
January 30, 2008
I took licence plates, descriptions, dates, times and locations of the occurrences, and returned to the police in my home town. I met with officer Lewis. Officer Lewis was my beat officer. Surprised? I gave officer Lewis the licence plates he told me to collect on people who had followed me, and he made the comment that one of the plate numbers looked like his own licence plate. Officer Lewis went outside to run the plate numbers in his car leaving me alone with Lucas. Officer Lucas asked me questions that were personal in nature, such as when was the last time I went out to go dancing and if I had a boyfriend. I danced around his questions and he asked me more personal question about my family. Officer Lucas even asked me if my family had any history of mental illness and I said "no why are you asking me that" and Lucas said "just wondering". Officer Lewis came in with another officer at that point and said "I guess that's a no" and I got the impression that I had been on the radio while I was being questioned by officer Lucas.
Officer Lewis told me that he ran the plates but still could not take a report because there was not enough information. I asked officer Lewis what information he needed to take a report, and he stated it was not enough to take a report because there was not enough to give to a detective.
I asked officer Lewis what was really going on, and he said in a mock dramatic tone worthy of a Golden Globe "aw HELL NO! How could this happen? You don't think it's a cop do you? Please don't tell me it's a cop...". Officer Lewis tried to keep from laughing as did the other officers present. Officer Lewis smiled and I said "I didn't say that" and Lewis said "oh okay". Then another officer went to the back to get something and Lewis and Lucas both encouraged him not to do it while they tried not to laugh. The fourth officer came out with a hat and stood at the counter smiling, just like he had done when he had been the passenger in a car that often followed me.
The officers knew I couldn't do anything about what was being done to me. Four cops against one me, and now I understood why they wanted to declare I had a mental disorder when I did not, because it would make it easier for them to discredit a crazy person telling the truth if in fact I was mentally disturbed. I had already lost a game I didn't even know I had been playing.
So, the police continued to lie to cover up what was really taking place. All I did was go to the police to report a crime someone committed against me and they treated me like I was a snitch. And...the game was on...even though I had been playing since 2006, yet nobody told me.
I had been set up to play a game that took time to build. It didn't happen over night. But, what would make the police want to play a game with a woman without a criminal past, that caused no problems for others, worked, and was in college minding her own damn business? That's the question and the answer lies in the community and the hearts and minds of human beings.
What would cause another person to harm another person? That is the timeless question. Is it jealousy, hate, ignorance, desire, dominance, money, religion, sex etc?
I never had to do anything wrong, because I already deserved it in the minds of some depraved people. When another human being has the desire to hurt or control someone in order to spread and build their own personal joy, the situation is dangerous, but when that person goes on to carry it out it becomes pure evil. I became the player's choice for the tyranny of evil men and women who conspired in a game to destroy my life and my family.
I know you must be asking; "why? and "what's so important about me that anyone would go this far?" i hope I will make that clear at some point. An Internet hoax was even created just to help it all along, and it's called gangstalking.
Gangstalking is a lie that has a grain of truth, and so I think of it as a paradox. There is a little grain of truth about what happened to me in every single website about Gangstalking that is enveloped in pure lies. The sites are all created and hosted anonymously, and the victim's accounts are false, and made to make each victim look like a mental case. The fake victims on these sites speak of aliens, mind control, Masons, Scientologists, Jesuits, the paranormal, other dimensions, Charles Manson, the occult, and microwaves as the cause for their problems. Vigilante justice is a good theory in gangstalking, but it's also flawed, because it would take an incredible amount of unquestionable human stupidity to believe that doing any of this would be the best course of action. In my case the people who are involved aren't stupid by education, just ignorant in morals and human decency.
The hoax, the game, the challenge, the test, the chaos, and the thrill of the chase are all a part of why these people did this to me. I wonder about my perpetrators. Did my perpetrators plan to take it this far or did it just happen? I say yes, they planned to take it as far as they could go. They made money from it. How bad did they really want to hurt me and my family? Very bad, they didn't even care about children, and they set up my assault and then tried to cover it up. How many men did they actually inspire to want to rape me? I don't know the answer to that one. Why would they want to make me seem crazy? So no one would believe the paradox.
These fake gangstalking victims also can't spell. Most websites where common words are frequently misspelled, and the sites give no credible means to validate the claims being made are usually false! Remember, the websites are hosted anonymously. Gangstalking is a paradox, and I hope my story will help prove that. If a grain of my story is in every website then it is possible that there are others who have a grain of their story mixed with mine, but I doubt it. Not with the claims the false gangstalking victims are making about the universe and mind control theories.
I know I am also anonymous, but that is because I make claims of suicidal thoughts with a definite goal to kill myself, and that would get me put under observation in a psychiatric facility. I will reveal myself soon enough. Besides, my stalkers already know I'm Jane, because they like to know things about me that are none of there fucking business! They have the authority available to misuse, and they do.
Nothing here is a lie, and by naming names as I tell my story I hope to prove that. The more I tell the truth the more I risk, because I'm telling a story that so many influential people have tried to suppress. I am also walking a fine line in giving names because I have to be able to prove the involvement of all named individuals, and so far I can.
Unfortunately, my story doesn't stay with the police. The other question is, what was said about me that made federal agents want to play too? Did someone report me for a false crime? Maybe. But no, the story goes deeper than that. I'm a guinea pig of sorts. A pawn and the keeper of the truth. Can you keep a secret? I certainly can, but I can also detect a lie. I've kept too many lies a secret, and now I'm going to tell them all, because the world deserves to know the truth. It's the only way to protect yourself and those you care about from this crime.
It could happen to anyone, and it took close to 2 years before I knew it was happening to me. It could be happening to you, and by the time you find out it will already be too late. You can't stop what you don't see coming. I hope I can help you gain a 20/20 view.
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
Thoughts of Suicide
Thought of Suicide
If someone would have told that one day I would be posting to a blog about my suicide I would have said "you are crazy" with a few curse words for emphasis. Well...here I am doing what I never thought I would do. My name is Jane, and no that is not my real name. I am using that name because I don't want to be carted off to the obsevarion tank for 72 hours because I'm a treat to myself (51/50). I also go by Jane Departing on Facebook.
The goal of broadcasting my decision is not to build acclaim but awareness for what people go through when they decide to commit suicide. Suicide is something that happens as a result of a serious psychological injury. That is why people who go through terrible tramatic events in life are sometimes put under obsevarion to make sure that they won't try to kill themselves or others. I want to raise awareness for those who are contemplating suicide in an effort to help the people around them to understand the signs and how to help a suicidal person not hurt themself. I also want to help give those who have lost someone to suicide an understanding of what that person may have been thinking before they commited suicide. The people a suicde victim leaves behind are also victims and anyone contemplating suicide should think deeply about how their decision will effect those around them. Everyone has someone who will miss them even if they believe nobody gives a damn about them. And for those who have lost someone to suicide, it isn't your fault, don't think that you may have been able to do something differently that would have change that person's mind about suicide. The mind of a suicidal person is a special type of hell that knows no relief, and it is difficult to get someone to truly understand what that is like unless you have been there yourself.
People who commit suicide are not weak minded or quiters. They are simply people who have maxed out on what life has to offer them. Imagine what it would be like if you could no longer do anything that gave you joy ever again in life because that part of you was gone. Life would not be worth living. What is life without happiness? Happiness is an internal process that you have got to find for yourself. Nothing and no one can make anyone happy unless that person is already accepting of joy. Suicidal people lack that happiness which is part of the will to survive. If you feel you have nothing to live for you loose your drive and eventually happiness doesn't matter anymore only relief.
I want to be relieved of a burden that I don't want to carry. I don't want to live with the life that some ignorant people forced on me. The psychological effects of being violated and assaulted by single or multiple individuals is destructive to any victim, regardless of the means of attack.
If someone would have told that one day I would be posting to a blog about my suicide I would have said "you are crazy" with a few curse words for emphasis. Well...here I am doing what I never thought I would do. My name is Jane, and no that is not my real name. I am using that name because I don't want to be carted off to the obsevarion tank for 72 hours because I'm a treat to myself (51/50). I also go by Jane Departing on Facebook.
The goal of broadcasting my decision is not to build acclaim but awareness for what people go through when they decide to commit suicide. Suicide is something that happens as a result of a serious psychological injury. That is why people who go through terrible tramatic events in life are sometimes put under obsevarion to make sure that they won't try to kill themselves or others. I want to raise awareness for those who are contemplating suicide in an effort to help the people around them to understand the signs and how to help a suicidal person not hurt themself. I also want to help give those who have lost someone to suicide an understanding of what that person may have been thinking before they commited suicide. The people a suicde victim leaves behind are also victims and anyone contemplating suicide should think deeply about how their decision will effect those around them. Everyone has someone who will miss them even if they believe nobody gives a damn about them. And for those who have lost someone to suicide, it isn't your fault, don't think that you may have been able to do something differently that would have change that person's mind about suicide. The mind of a suicidal person is a special type of hell that knows no relief, and it is difficult to get someone to truly understand what that is like unless you have been there yourself.
People who commit suicide are not weak minded or quiters. They are simply people who have maxed out on what life has to offer them. Imagine what it would be like if you could no longer do anything that gave you joy ever again in life because that part of you was gone. Life would not be worth living. What is life without happiness? Happiness is an internal process that you have got to find for yourself. Nothing and no one can make anyone happy unless that person is already accepting of joy. Suicidal people lack that happiness which is part of the will to survive. If you feel you have nothing to live for you loose your drive and eventually happiness doesn't matter anymore only relief.
I want to be relieved of a burden that I don't want to carry. I don't want to live with the life that some ignorant people forced on me. The psychological effects of being violated and assaulted by single or multiple individuals is destructive to any victim, regardless of the means of attack.
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