What does Gangstalking have to do with the California Highway Patrol?

DISCLAIMER ADDED:  MY BLOGS CONTAIN MY OPINIONS ONLY, WHEN I SAY I CAN NOT PROVE SOMETHING, YOU CAN ASSUME I AM STATING MY OPINION.  YOU, OF COURSE ARE WELCOME TO YOUR OWN  OPINIONS.

I can tell you, with confidence that I now know  WHY my husband and I have been relentlessly stalked and harassed for the past 4+ years. I also know WHO is behind it.

In 2009 my husband and I successfully sued the California Highway Patrol for a seemingly paltry sum of less than $500.00.  I knew that they were seriously pissed about it, but I could not have even imagined a program like gangstalking, or that an agency that upholds our laws, could endorse anything like it.  I cannot prove the CHP had anything to do with gangstalking– they are certainly not following us around.  Lackeys do that.  What I can tell you is that it fits the time line and it requires resources to keep this going.

Let me say right up front, I am nervous about discussing this. It is a story that needs to be told. In fact,  I have written about it in many places, all off-line, and shared it with a few select individuals over the years. I’ve wanted to share it, but I know it is not going to be appreciated by the very groups that have endorsed and participated in making my life hell for the last 4 years. (Again,  This is my opinion!)

I guess an escalation of the harassment or difficulty getting my message out there will serve as a confirmation of what I now know. If you believe in gut instinct, intuition or what ever you want to call it, you should know that even though I can’t prove it, I know with every fiber of my being that this is it…. this is the answer to the question that was so important for me to answer.

Many of you already know gangstalking is a government sponsored program. I will try and explain why it took me so long to believe that, given that I already knew what went on between us and the CHP. I don’t want you to think I’m stupid for not figuring it out sooner. The CHP was always one of my main suspects.   The other  possibility was, I suspect a  diversion — but it was a huge one.

I was also probably in denial, because I have always  loved my country. I felt privileged to be born in the United States. I will discuss all that some time down the road.

For now, it is sufficient to say, I feel Betrayed, completely and utterly Betrayed.

And as for the actual stalkers, well they are a diversion too!   The Hash House haraassers (multiple California clubs) continue to treat us like their pet project. The Santa Cruz Chapter operates like a cult, and, as is one of the hallmarks of a cult, they keep their members busy busy busy. They also actively recruit, trying to make stalking  a fun, bonding experience for the group, sucking in young families, and swallowing them whole. (They make them feel “oh so special” , and before long they are crossing moral boundaries and encouraging their children to do the same. It is scary to watch –the recruitersappear to be very good at it.)

The higher ranking hashers are great cheerleaders to get the crews doing what nobody would normally choose to do (sort of like “who wants to sell flowers on the street corner for the Moonies?, Who wants to wait on street corners in case the target turns left there?) The cheerleaders take the plum assignments (like following me out of town to a fancy Napa resort), while the low ranking members wait on the bridge to watch my my husband as he passes by, headed for home (same time every day- tell me that’s not BUSY WORK). The higher hashers are spending a fortune to harass us, so they must be well paid by Uncle Sam. They are not nice people.

If you live in California and you are being Gangstalked —  Check out the photos of your closest hash house harassers. The SF, Monterey, SC, San Diego, Santa Barbara and Long Beach Chapters all have web sites and faces I recognize.  Maybe you’ve seen a few of those faces in your rear view as well.

Even though I can offer no proof that the California Highway Patrol, set the gangstalking of my husband and I in motion, The story I am about to tell can be completely collaborated with accident reports, hospital records, Court documents, an Internal Affairs Investigation, etc.

The following agencys have at least some information about what transpired. Much of it, is probably public record.

CHP Satellite Office, Aptos, CA :(Patrol Division)

CHP Headquarters, Sacramento CA: (Legal Affairs, Risk Management, Internal Affairs, Accounts Payable, Accounts Receivable–Collections/Interceptions)

California Office of the Attorney General

California Franchise Tax Board

California Department of Motor Vehicles

Santa Cruz  Couty Court: Records Division

I’m not revealing our names –not yet, anyway…(and maybe not anybody elses either), but there are enough details that a good investigator shouldn’t have any trouble establishing that my story is true.

Because it is a long complicated story, and it took place over a couple years time, I’ve broken it down into parts and will do a post for each separate section.

Much of it is written already, but not blog ready. I do have a basic outline on how I plan to roll it out. Here is what you can expect:

1. The Accident, The Injury, and The Investigation
2. The Civil Hearing
3. The Criminal Case, and Rules of Court
4. Demands, Collections, and Interceptions
5. Hoops: Preparing To Sue a State Agency
6. Small Claims Court, and Judgement
7. Demands, Collections and Internal Affairs
8. Man Behind the curtain, and the Motion to Vacate
9. Small Claims Court
10. Collections, and another Interception

Stick with me, you are bound to learn things I wish I didn’t Know. I think you will find it all more than a little Disturbing!

 

Gangstalking Posts Generate Interest

 

I want to address all those people who have written comments, those who may do so in the future.  I am really happy to hear from you.  It means a lot to me.  Collectively, we have a lot of information.  We see our perpetrators every day.  We are paying attention and we are highly attuned to the way they operate.  Sharing that information can help other targets.  A little humor can give us a laugh and help us marginalize them for a change. I do have a couple hilarious tips, where, for at least occasionally, I’ve made their life worse than they were trying to make mine.  (to be shared in future posts). 

The comments, likes. re-posts, shares, and people who are now following  the blog (you physical followers…KMA!) are really encouraging. It helps me to feel like we are our own community and like maybe we have a fighting chance.  Our numbers may be small by comparision but judging by the comments, and my own personal feelings, our OUTRAGE is large.  That Passionate outrage we feel at being treated so terrible by our fellow humans, has been known to change the coarse of history.   We need to be angry.  Nobody has the right to do this to another human being.

Even though I didn’t do anything on this blog for 2 years. I continued to get readers and views and comments during that time. After I wrote the 2 years later post, I began moderating the comments that had piled up.  I still have 65 older comments to go through.

I am sure there are people out there, who are legitimately being gangstalked , who also happen to be crazy.  By and large, though, the targets of gangstalking are sane people, put under tremendous stress by the complete insanity around them. Credibility for all of us victims, and exposure for all of our gangstalkers is my goal. To that end, if your comments have anything fringe or crazy sounding, I’m not going to post them. 

If I think they have helpful content, with some fringe,  I may edit them.  You know how I feel about censuring and freedom of speech  (if not, read this post).  But in this case, my blog…my message.  If your comment does not further my goal of getting credibility for TiI’s among the uninformed public It’s not going to be made public.

 

Please don’t be offended. I might believe you are a real victim, but still feel that your story will be hard for the uninitiated to accept. If that is the case, your message was still be received and read with interest; it will just have a smaller audience.  It’s ok to discuss and comment outrageous things fringe theory, but for my blog, you have to do it in a way that I think comes across as credible if you want to read it later.

 

If you include a link with your comment, that’s great… I do check them out, prior to approving the comment. I don’t want to post links to web sites and blogs that further the interests of the people harassing me. We all know that a lot of comments are made by the very people that are gangstalking us. If you have any doubts about that, from day one, within hours of my first post, I’ve had a following. The only people who could have found my post that quickly, are the esteemed members of my own personal stalker fan club (I don’t take credit for the fan club term, but I like it –  I fist saw it when a woman, commenting  on gangstalking in the “experience project” said her and her daughter called their stalkers their “fan club”).

Gangstalkers were my first readers because, as we all know, they don’t miss a trick. But hey, even if you are a stalker, I’ll approve your comments, if…. they further my stated goals for this blog.

The comments that include links and have questions for me are going to take a little longer for me to moderate. Nothing is being discarded without careful consideration. If you asked where I got my info on a particular subject, I will answer you, as soon as I get through the quick decision comments.

If you ask me to keep your comment private, I fully intend to do that. I felt terrible when I saw that a comment was posted that I was specifically asked to keep private. I am so sorry that happened. I was certain that I had checked the unapproved box until  I saw it on the page. This was not intentional.  No doubt, caused by going through the back log of comments so quickly (some of them are even longer than my posts- I don’t mind long, though) The problem has now been corrected. Again, I am so sorry.

Justifiably Disturbed by Gang Stalking: Mission Statement

My goal in writing this blog is very specific: I want to garner support and credibility for gangstalking victims, among the unaware public.   Being a victim is bad enough, but having to first explain the crime, and then convince people that it really does happen, is particularly demoralizing. It is like being victimized again by those who would unquestionably support you, if you were the victim of almost any other crime.

If you are a Targeted Individual you already know plenty about skepticism.  Prior to being gangstalked, I can never remember having my credibility, or my version of events being questioned. I am a skeptic myself, but this  type of skepticism is something I was completely unfamiliar with.  I realize skepticism is a practical tool to facilitate the search for the truth. Truth is trump. Doubting that the holocaust ever happened doesn’t make you a healthy skeptic, it makes you uninformed or an idiot. I will consider it a victory when gang stalking awareness has achieved 3 things:

1. Gangstalking becomes a familiar mainstream term, that people equate to Organized Harassment.
2. The unaware public has become aware that it goes on and don’t doubt its veracity any more than they doubt that bullying or genocide are real.
3. Targeted Individuals are recognized as Victims.  Gangstalking is considered a serious, reprehensible crime, and perpetrators are criminals. responsible and held accountable for their behavior.  Victims will not need to convince anybody it happens; everyone will be familiar with it.

It was really shocking for me to realize that people, friends, family. neighbors, etc. were skeptical of my accounts of being followed and harassed by strangers.  All my years of being truthful and stable was not enough, to overcome the doubt that strangers would actually do this to someone they didn’t know.

As I said in an earlier entry, these strangers are exhibiting focussed hostile behavior towards you that is usually reserved for vendettas of a very personal nature. You lose support when you cannot come up with the answer to the question “WHY?” “Who would put this much effort into it?” The skepticism is understandable,  because it seems to defy logic. At first you can hardly believe it yourself. Your world is turned upside down and you feel disoriented, shocked even.  Realizing that everything is different then you thought it was  is easy to resist and hard to accept.

Early on, I remember reading information by other victims of gangstalking, and feeling skeptical about some of the experiences they  described. I was appalled that people were treating me with skepticism — but at the same time I was doubting what other victims (credible victims) were reporting. I remember reading Mark Rich’s “The Hidden Evil” on the web (before he had compiled it into a book). I never have doubted that he is a targeted Individual. Not then. Not Now. He is the real deal. But I was new to being gangstalked and I hadn’t experienced how pervasive it is–or how money (or lack of it) really is no object.
Mark Rich wrote of a trip that he took to visit someone (a sister, I think) in another state. He got on a plane and 2 of his stalkers boarded the plane with him. I didn’t believe it. I thought the stress of being stalked had caused him to see stalkers where there were none. Today… there is absolutely no doubt in my mind that his stalkers got on the plane with him, just as he described.

Eleanor White has a pamphlet that explains what is happening to us, It is a tool for victims to give to people who have never heard of gang stalking before. Because, as she explains, people who have not experienced what we have… are not ready for the truth. In essence, they can’t handle the truth. It doesn’t mean that the bystanding unaware public will never be able to handle the truth. What it means is that, the truth is something so out of their realm of experience that they need to have it spoon fed to them or they will choke on it and discount you as a Nutter. (I’ve been playing around with British Slang lately)  This spoon-feeding approach advocated by Eleanor is helpful. Her pamphlet really does help lower the credibility hurdle. I’ve used it with positive results. But I do have a less rigid approach.

The most important thing to me is to present the information in a way that is credible, even if what I am describing seems absolutely incredible to the uninitiated. Gangstalking takes place in the midst of the UNAWARE PUBLIC. They don’t see a thing–but they could, and would, if they were aware of it and/or looking for it. Exposure will take a lot of the power away from gangstalking activities. Getting the word out is the best way to stop it. I really believe that. That is my goal. That’s what I want. I want to see the rock these criminals are hiding under, overturned. I want to put an end to the cloak of plausible deniability and to them flying under the radar.

I hate having my credibility questioned. My personal feeling is that I have to temper my words so they don’t contribute to the unaware public associating the term gangstalking with anything other than what it is. A lot of the disinformation out there, attempts to paint it as some sort of fringe phenomenon. It isn’t. Gangstalking is organized and meticulously thought out and planned. It is not being perpetrated by humans with reptilian DNA, aliens, Satan or the Occult.

The hocus pocus fringe theories are put forth predominately by gangstalkers in an attempt to make victims look crazy. The fact that they have been so prolific about it has actually helped us, by spreading the term.  The term Gangstalking seems more common and main stream today than it was, even two years ago. They have done their part to help spread the term “gangstalking”. I expect it to become even more common with time.

Next post will address the many comments I have received.

Gangstalking: 2 Years Later

It has really been almost 2 years since I published the last of 10 posts about being gang stalked and time hasn’t exactly stood still.  The bad news  (I hate to report it to anyone who is a more recent victim) is that it continues, unabated, at least for my husband and I.   That’s the bad news, and actually the worst news I have to report.  I read and continue to research everything I can about the topic.  I also have continued to write, although not in a public forum.  We have learned and continue to learn ways to deal with our gangstalkers and what they can and cannot do.

They have not rendered us homeless, penniless or any of the other claims made on various web pages (written or hyped by stalkers.) They have managed to isolate us from our neighbors, many who now participate in the harassment campaign; but our families, while not exactly supportive don’t  seem to have joined ranks with the dupes.

Like everything else in life, there are good and bad sides to everything.  The best part has been the laughs that they have given us with their awkward antics, to make sure they get our attention. When things backfire on them, and they are clearly feeling foolish, it’s a hoot. Sometimes things we do, make them change tactics. This is a victory for us, and anything that makes things better for us and worse for them, needs to be shared

I really prefer not to dwell on negativity, which is part of the reason I stopped writing: it is such a complete downer to write about daily harassment by strangers.  I also hated giving people who are invading my life, even more information about what I think and feel.  A blog that deals with gangstalking is not going to be happy and fun.  And our lives are about so much more than being gangstalked. but that is what this blog is all about.  That means that I am writing about a narrow range of really nasty, unpleasant things that don’t define us and that are not of our choosing or making.  It is a bummer to dwell on unpleasantness day in and day out.  I am  natuarally optimistic and try to focus on good things, and let the bad roll off me.

I really don’t get depressed, but that said, gangstalking is discouraging and it wears on you. Its sad to know that other people are so easily manipulated and immoral.  That bothers me every bit as much as being the actual focus of such stupidity and cruelty.  When you read about gangstalking tactics you may be fooled into thinking that they have more power than they do.  They want you to think that.  They alter their methods to capitalize on any fears you already have.

I’ll tell you right now, this garbage you read about people killing themselves over being gangstalked is not something gangstalkers have ANY control over..  I’ve told everyone in my life since I’ve been 10 years old (when my Dad was explaining the attempted suicide of a relative to me) that I would NEVER commit suicide.  If I’m dead and somebody calls it a suicide….. they better take another look.  It’s not me… and I’m pretty damn sure its not my husband….  (who, actually can’t believe anyone would take gangstalkers that seriously– or would be ungracious enough to take a self inflicted exit strategy, without doing other victims the courtesy of helping a few stalkers through the door, before doing so.)

We (my husband and I) have learned a lot during nearly 4 years of non stop harassment.  We also deal with it quite differently from each other. and possibly from other targets.  There are advantages to having another person close to you, know and understand, (and most importantly believe) the reality that being gangstalked inflicts on you.  My husband is much more confrontational with gangstalkers than I am.  I avoid them; he often seeks them out appearing where they meet (just a random tourist snapping pictures-ya know) because it is quite clear that it makes them uncomfortable.  I worry that his obnoxious behavior towards them alienates people who are not (yet) on board with them.  He worries that I have become a hermit.

Becoming a hermit, has made the stalkers put on exhibitions in front of our house and go to great lengths to get my attention.  We record it all on 2 cameras that catch an ongoing “Parade of Idiots”.

We rent an old Victorian house 2 blocks from the beach.  built long before the sidewalk or setback requirements which create a buffer from house and sidewalk.  The side of our house can be touched without ever stepping off the sidewalk and it is a very busy sidewalk, indeed..  We live in close proximity  to several bars and a couple restaurants  (we can actually see some of them from the porch). We have always had a stream of drunks and other idiots during the summer months, but now its a year round parade of even bigger idiots, including some of our formerly normal (and friendly) neighbors.

Anyone who is gangstalked is going to feel better after I tell you about the antics of our own personal “PARADE OF IDIOTS”.  Sometime soon, I’ll get into the “Tourettes Twins” the “Warthog”  “Chisel Face” and the drunks who pretend to pass out and wait to be revived by emergency vehicles that hang out with lights flashing long after their downed drunk has sobered up (within minutes).  I do not need to leave my house to get a show.  It is literally non stop entertainment where I live.  There are the parents who have instructed their kids to scream and make a scene and actually come up the stairs onto our porch while they pretend not to notice.  Those same parents let their children come into contact with the human pee on the fence and sidewalk and the dog feces that contaminate the area, courtesy of their fellow stalkers.  Some of them break out the ice chest and have lunch right there, on the grass median between the sidewalk and the street.  They may leave their trash, but they are loudly sitting on something much worse that the stalkers before them left. I’ll tell you about the futility of the CAR DOOR SLAM PARTY that happens every night, all night.  That’s what harassment looks like.  Sometimes, it does get to you…. other times its a free front seat ticket to the show, a show that makes me grin and shake my head that people would actually participate in it.  Who are these idiots?  Are people really that stupid?  No doubt about it. (image found on REDDIT).

 

The 3AM car-door-slam-party! Yoo Hoo!!!

Some people don’t believe that stalkers would USE their own children to further their agenda.  This little anecdote should blow that theory out of the water:  I was sitting in my living room one day and I hear 3 little kids having an argument right outside my window.  These kids are about 5, 6 and the oldest might have been 7 or 8.  They are arguing over a house, which house,  specifically.  The one little kid says “NO, Not Here…. Its that house…. over there.”  The other kid says “No, I know I’m right… This is the house!”   It goes on for a bit,  getting pretty heated and they stomp off.  They are back less than 5  minutes later.  They approach the house and one of them starts bouncing a basketball.  The little one starts screaming in that earsplitting little kid way (the one that makes you secretly glad to know his parents get to enjoy it in frequently, and in closed spaces) the oldest one starts pounding his skateboard against the front steps.  It was so funny and so ludicrous to think of those little kids running home to get confirmation from Mom and Dad about the correct house to behave so incorrectly in front of…I laughed my ass off and thought what I always think:  Model Parents, Right There!

 

Model Parents, Right There!

above image found on Pinterest

 

 

Respect for others is learned early.  Or it’s not.  Do these parents really think their children are going to  respect them when they grow up? Gangstalkers treat us without any respect at all…. but for those with children…. they are going to know what if feels like to be disrespected.  It is inevitable.  And guess what… it is even worse when disrespect is personal.  Your children will one day treat you like garbage– and guess what?  YOU DESERVE IT!

 

Now,  I want to end this post with something that is more positive.  When I go somewhere stalkers like to impede my progress.  They block doorways, rush ahead in line and then move extremely slow through the check out process.  They also like to create traffic delays.  It used to bug me.  Now I have a different mind set. I never go anywhere in a hurry.  I have the luxury of not having to.  Every time they delay me by 5 minutes, I figure it took many stalkers much more than 5 minutes each just to facilitate my delay.  And as I wait in line, traffic, or whatever…  I think to myself…. I will gladly give up 5 minutes or however long it takes, because I know that it took each and every one of the harassment detail for the day, the amount of time they are costing me,  plus considerably more time to get in place (a place they wouldn’t even be, and would probably rather not be, were it not my destination).  They go where I decide to go, and when I decide to go.  They are giving up their time in droves to take up a little of my time.  And, there are many  more of them.  Who is really inconveniencing who here?  You do the math.  They are really the ones doing all the WAITING.  They wait for me to leave the house, Wait for me to shop, to pay and to do whatever I have to do anyway. They may delay me, but each and every one of them has individually spent more time than they are costing me—That’s sweet…  And I, for one, am willing to give up a little of my day for the pleasure of  making stalkers wait and wait and wait.     The fact that they are all too willing to do it, means they really do suck at math!