NHS whistleblower speaks of his 13-year persecution http://dailym.ai/1gT2bii via @MailOnline
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And some say gang stalkers work for the government.
When you consider the above groups, the targets of gang stalking – who does that leave? Upper class, white, male fascists perhaps?
A further point is cultural. Most of the populace has taken great strides away from the racist, sexist, homophobic bigotry that existed pre Second World War and most people have no wish to go back to it. Our governments pretend to agree with their loud show-casing of gay marriage, which very few people, even gay people wanted -alongside their standard deaf in both ears, blind in both eyes to the issues that most people in the country want addressed – shortage of well-paid jobs, shortage of decent, affordable accommodation, unsatisfactory standards of health care, raising taxes while slashing services, wages frozen, and in real terms falling, while cost of living shoots through the roof. And what do we get? Gay marriage. Well, thanks for that.
And just when, are all of us going to start enjoying the bounty that unlimited immigration is bringing to the country and experience the benefits of trickle-down wealth from the trans-national monied elite and their wannabe local cousins on 6-figure salaries?
The evidence for my claim that the instigators of gang stalking are sexist, homophobic, classist, disablist and ageist are this. Seventy per cent of gang stalking targets are women. They tend not to be women of the church, kid and kitchen variety, but women from the lower classes and ethnic groups who sought to be independent, prioritising career. Intelligent, well-educated with a social conscience. Feminists, lesbians, women’s aid supporters, charity workers. Women least likely to be under the direct control of men. The lies told to the duped recruits about the targets often include that the woman is a prostitute/lesbian/paedophile.
Accusing a woman of being a prostitute is fairly standard fare for men seeking to degrade, and control a woman and trash a woman’s legitimate marriage and job opportunities. Alongwith setting her up for attack by any local pervert who hears the story. And also destroys the safety measures that sensible, especially single, women adopt to avoid the attention of dangerous men – by keeping a low profile, guarding their good reputation, avoiding random contact with unknown men.
The lesbian accusation looks innocuous alongside the other slanders. Very few people would care, both historically and in the present – but there are two groups who would care, and they fall exactly into groups that women would most wish to avoid. Sex perverts and women haters.
But the paedophile accusation against a woman is a real beaut. Relative to the numbers of male paedophiles, female paedophiles are uncommon. So the shock effect to the potential gang stalker recruit in this accusation must be huge. Of course, the individual gang stalker recruit does not know that the majority of gang stalking targets are being accused of this, or they would realise the sums don’t add up. They think they are dealing with a unique, extreme individual. This accusation alone could account for the extreme hatred some Targets report feeling from their stalkers. I think it is particularly sad where many women like children and are protective towards them, to be saddled with this horrible allegation. Children aren’t much liked in our societies so it is a shame when those who would relate to them positively have their social relations poisoned in this way. And also, some of these women would be the type to be in the forefront of protecting children. A sinister possibility is that, as it is known that gang stalkers use children, the question must arise to what extent? Are the gang stalker organisers paedophiles? They are throwing innocent victims to the crowd to get themselves off the hook, and their victims are often women who would protect children. Killing two birds with one stone.
Gang stalking demonstrably oppresses women.
The second largest target group are gay men. So, hey guys, how liberated do you feel? The government has given you gay marriage but now it’s gang stalking you and telling everyone you are a paedophile. That’s progress.
Ethnic groups, working class, some marginal mind disorders, the elderly, also fall into the Targets category. In other words, the same groups that many societies have most often oppressed – women, the poor, the marginal – and the greatest oppression reserved for those among these classes trying to lift themselves above the gutter with their own efforts. And, I nearly forgot, the upright men, sometimes whistleblowers but more often working class men who against the odds, worked hard and managed to succeed. Gang stalking is marshalling community resources to keep the perceived lower orders in their place. I believe it’s called divide and rule. Saves you the bother of oppressing directly. Just set up a vigilante squad to do it for you. A sweetened up version of the KKK. The gang stalking controllers know their history, if nobody else does .
The only difference between old style sexism, homophobia, racism , classism, and ageism, is that the old prejudices were blatant, carried out by individual bigots and everybody was aware it was happening. Gang stalking is organised, systematic, carried out by ordinary people who are not prejudiced, who have been deceived, occurs secretly, and everyone denies it is happening. Secretive persecution, swindling and ethnic cleansing of target groups, orchestrated by government.
Time will reveal why.
The last Magdalene Laundry closed in 1996.
Director: Peter Mullan.
Screenplay: Peter Mullan.
Starring: Geraldine McEwan, Nora-Jane Noone, Anne-Marie Duff, Dorothy Duffy, Eileen Walsh, Mary Murray, Britta Smith, Frances Healy, Rebecca Walsh, Eamonn Owens, Eithne McGuinness, Phyllis McMahon, Sean Mackin, Stephen McCole, Peter Mullan.
In 1998, writer/director Peter Mullan made his feature film debut with the blackly humorous, Scottish family drama “Orphans”. Four years later, he made his second feature and decided to drop any form of humour and surrealism and delivered this hard-hitting account of the agonising and torturous true-story of the abuse that young women in Ireland faced in the name of religion.
In the 1960′s, many young women are incarcerated in a Irish convent, run by the Catholic church. Charged for committing such wrong-doing as flirting with boys, becoming pregnant out of wedlock, and being raped, they’re personal nightmares didn’t end there as they are physically and psychologically abused…
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COINTELPRO targeted feminists, lesbians and Women’s Aid. It never went away, just morphed into gang stalking. COINTELPRO justified itself by claiming it was acting against dangerous subversives. In practice it was designed to disable afflicted sections of society from obtaining social justice. Those social justice movements had great success, they brought about beneficial social change, but the threat they represented to the establishment, of so many large oppressed sections of society – women and ethnics – having the opportunity long denied to compete on a level playing field could not be tolerated. COINTELPRO, officially denied, just went underground. Gang stalking is the face of the modern political police. People are targeted not for any criminal act, nor danger to society, but simply the extension of full citizen rights and opportunities to them deprives the privileged elite of a huge group of people they could previously totally exploit. Gang stalking denigrates and degrades the targets, strips them of the rights of a citizen, justifies discrimination against them, fans hatred towards them and seeks to reduce them to animal status by depriving them of essential privacy. A return to the condition blacks and lower class women experienced before the social justice movements had effect.
Which leads to the question. Why is there never a good feminist around when you need one.
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Not disenfranchised in the sense of not having a vote. I mean disenfranchised in terms of citizenship. Targeted individuals are treated like illegal immigrants. Treated as if they have no right to be in the country, or perhaps even to exist.
The situation of being a Target strips you of your status as a citizen. A citizen is not a slave. A citizen has the right to a private life and personal independence and so long as they live within the law, free to follow any occupation or interest that they wish. They have rights which are protected by law. The right to enter into contracts explicit and implicit with the reasonable expectation that those contracts will be honoured. The right to respect so long as they haven’t done anything to lose that respect. The right to make the best of their circumstances and strive for a better life. The right to their reputation, and credit for their abilities and their work.
Contrast that with the situation that the Targeted Individual finds themselves in. They are treated as if they are a criminal, when they have committed no crime. They are held up to their community as a suitable focus for social contempt and hatred. They have no right to their good name but are forced to deal with the reputation others have forced on them with the use of lies. They are denied job opportunities even though they have the capability, the qualifications and the experience. When they try to access standard services within society they are obstructed. Not refused outright, but given shoddy, unreliable or dishonest service for which they are charged or over charged. They cannot rely on any standard social interaction even a straight forward process of using a shop, library, and most damaging of all, medical services. Due to fear of misdiagnosis and deliberately being given the wrong treatment, targets become afraid to access medical or dental services. Further the same sabotage occurs when they try to avoid doctors and access similar services offered through pharmacies.
Last winter, when my husband was dying I went to a pharmacy to have a flu jab, in order to keep infection out of the house, as his vulnerability to infection was very high. I had had a flu jab the previous year with no ill effect. I did not want to get flu and risk passing the infection onto my husband. In retrospect I realise the pharmacist looked at me in an odd way and seemed a bit tense. I had the jab, and the next day I was terribly ill. Much worse than any time I had ever had flu. A few days later my husband contracted his first lung infection. The first of a series which had catastrophic effects on his well-being in his last months. At that time I did not know I was a Target. When I found out, after my husband’s death, I questioned why I had had such an extreme adverse reaction, when the previous year’s flu jab had had no ill effect.
So, Targets are being effectively stripped of their rights as citizens, are being disenfranchised, treated like illegal immigrants – treated like foreigners in their own land.
Simultaneously, in Britain, immigrants are treated very well. There is non-stop media propaganda about how no-one is allowed to discriminate against foreigners. With unemployment over 2 million, and everyone in work forced to work like a donkey in order to keep their jobs, employers by-pass the local jobs market and employ foreigners directly from overseas. This enables employers to ignore British employment laws guaranteeing pay and conditions and employ foreigners at lower rates of pay. It is illegal to discriminate against a foreigner applying for a job, but it is not illegal to discriminate against a Briton. For one example, I worked for the Royal Mail in London for about 20 years. In the last 5 years, of the new intake, only migrants came into the office, not one native Briton of any ethnic group. And the Royal Mail is only one example. There are many large firms which will only accept applications from migrants.
There is also an acute shortage of affordable/social housing. There was a shortage even before 4 million plus migrants entered the country over the last 10 years. But new arrivals seem to have little problem in accessing social housing.
So we have a ruling class who favour foreigners, because they are cheaper and more exploitable and discriminates against the native working class. Foreigners are treated favourably and given preference, their rights upheld at every point, while AT THE SAME TIME a new class of Targeted Individuals is being created, denied work, forced out of housing, denied medical care, stigmatised as the vilest type of criminal and harassed without justification by the police.
In the new free labour market of the global economy working class people are redundant. Migrants are cheaper. But how do you get rid of an entire social class?
Is gang stalking the new ‘final solution?”
The Global Class War, Faux
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I lived in Australia after I left school but after three years I still had not acclimatised to the heat – Australian winters were as warm as Irish summers, but their summers were intolerable. I had been away from my family and wished to be near them. There were two choices of University in Northern Ireland. Queens in Belfast and Ulster University on the bleak and windy North coast. I dislike Belfast, a grim Northern town at the best of times, but while the troubles were going on, well worth avoiding, so I opted for (I thought) the tranquility of the countryside. I did not get a grant as I had been out of the country but I had some savings from Australia although not enough to take me through my course so it was a hand to mouth existence, living on the smallest possible amount and having to borrow to get by. So, a social life was out, which I did not mind. I was there to study after all.
The first odd event just after I started University was when my flat mate – not a student but my closest friend of ten years – popped out to the shop to buy some milk. She came back somewhat agitated saying a policeman had stopped her when she came out of the shop saying she had parked her motorbike illegally. It was just outside the shop.
I had not been at Uni very long when while passing a lecture hall near the main entrance I overheard part of an ongoing lecture. A male voice was saying something about people who should not be at University. That seemed odd. Ulster University had the highest intake of working class students in the United Kingdom. I thought to myself, what is going on here? That sounds a bit fascist.
In order to keep living costs down I was house sharing. I had my friend to share but we needed another. We advertised for a mature student, preferably someone in their final year. I was inexperienced at sharing so stupidly accepted the first person to come along. Final year yes, mature no . A childish person who never stopped chattering. In order to get away from the mind-numbing mental fog her brainless chatter caused we would go to the pub just to get away from her. But I could not afford this. Our sharer was costing us more money than we were saving in rent. We decided for Year 2 we would find a smaller, cheaper place and that was how we ended up in the cottage on the edge of town.
My friend, the complete opposite of me, was a very social person. At the end of the first year she threw a party for her friends. As happens, some people came who were not invited. A pair of these “had it off” in an upstairs bedroom. My friend was disgusted and resolved never to have a party again. In a rural town things like that do nothing for your reputation.
In order to earn some money we went down to London in the holidays. It turned out the pay was low and combined with the high cost of living there I was hardly better off. I returned early to find accommodation. My friend stayed in London a bit longer but while out on her motorbike a car pulled out directly in front of her causing a crash. Fortunately she wasn’t hurt but the bike was badly damaged . She managed to get the damage fixed and the garage advised her that the bike was an effective write off and no-one should ride it. But the insurer disagreed and refused to pay for replacement. She was in a terrible dilemma. Public transport was virtually non-existent in this rural area, you needed some kind of transport. (I used a bicycle). She did not have the money to buy another bike. With conscience pricking her and not telling them about the accident, she traded the bike in at a garage.
I am not a social person, and anyway I could not afford a social life, but my friend had a wide circle of friends. She got to know some people at the University and through her I met them. Only in retrospect, finding out I had been gang stalked at University, did I notice that the lecturers I had been introduced to were all communists – the idealistic, intellectual sort . I thought they were nice enough people but disagreed with their politics. My friend once said – under communism, those were the first people the communists would shoot. I agreed. So, at Uni, I met virtually no people due to poverty, but the people I did meet were communists. Also they were all English. Some coincidence.
At our new country location the policeman kept turning up again ( another Englishman). Outside of University you do not meet many English in Northern Ireland. Especially while the troubles were going on. He recycled a bundle of porn magazines to us , confiscated from students, which we did not want. We looked at them, thought – boring – and put in the back of a cupboard. When we suspected our landlord was sneaking in to read them when we were out my friend gave them to a friend in Belfast.
Settled into Uni now, I did well, gaining nearly a full rack of 2:1’s. It looked as if post- graduate was a possibility. When the holidays came I decided against going down to London for work. I had not made enough money the previous year to make it worthwhile . I was able to sign on for the two months. A friend , a Jamaican girl, asked what I was doing for the holidays. I said, signing on . She said, oh I wouldn ‘t sign on. I am going to get a job. She said she was going after a job in town. I saw her a few weeks later and asked, how did the job go? She said she didn’t take it. I said, why not. She said , because the pay was 40 pence an hour.
It was in the final year that the odd things started happening. I came back to the cottage one day and there was a strange man I had never seen before standing, staring in the window . Before he saw me. I retreated . We lived at the edge of town. There were no normal passers-by. I noticed that when I went walking on the cliffs, I was followed. My neighbour, an elderly man who had lived in the cottage all his life, clearly upset , told me to be careful. There were strange men hanging about the place.
One morning there was a huge hammering at the door. I didn ‘t open it . While living in Australia the burglars had adopted the practice of knocking on the doors of houses where they knew the housewife was alone , and raping her as well as burgling. From that day I never answered the door unless I was expecting someone. Our neighbour, clearly mystified told us the person at the door had been a worker at the children’s home up the lane. We were equally mystified . We had never been up the lane and did not know that there was a home there.
I knew a student at the University, whom I now realise had some idea about the meaning of the behaviour of the stalkers. He was very, very anti-fascist. However, I stopped talking to him when someone told me he was a thief.
Our neighbour told us that one evening he had nearly shot a man attempting to climb over the high gate to the backyard. (Personal ownership of guns is not usual in the UK but some country people have shot guns). What had happened was a friend of my flat mate was in an abusive relationship. Every now and then she would take off. On this occasion the boyfriend had reported her missing and told the police we were her friends. So a copper had come round to check.
Our neighbour on the other side, sold up and returned to England.
My father, when we was forced to retire, re-took his radio exams and went back to sea. He was on the North Atlantic run between Britain and Canada. He was doing this quite happily for 5 years, when the Union forced him to retire. My Dad pointed out, he wasn’t preventing a young man getting a job. Ships were sitting in port, losing thousands of pounds a day, because there was no radio officer available. He found a job in a local mill, where he was harassed. Then he was laid off again, when the mill closed down. He told me he was out driving one day and was pulled up by the police. He said the policeman put his head in the car and sniffed, as if he was looking for drugs. My parents moved house when they saw an armed man hanging about in the fields at the back of their house.
I was doing a baby sitting job and kept getting silent phone calls. On one occasion I got a call and someone spoke and as I had no idea who the person was I handed the phone to one of the boys. He took the call, then put the phone down. He said, I know who that was. They are an IRA family. Shortly after that the family moved to Canada.
In the winter of my final year, my friend was at a concert at the University. There was a girl group playing. My friend was a good folk musician. She offered to join the group but they turned her down. I suspect because my friend, was too good. She would have had a better chance joining a male group.
I applied to do post-graduate, and was turned down before I was due to take my final exams. So, that was the end of my University career.
I returned to the town where my parents lived and got a job in a shop. Shortly after I had been there, two policewomen came into the shop and spoke to the manageress. After that she started to ask me odd questions. That sometimes I seemed abstracted as if I could not focus. True. (I am dyspraxic, which means my short term memory is inefficient and I can’t multi-task. If too many things happen at once, it is like my brain jams, and it can take me several moments to unjam, and begin to sort out priorities).
I struggled on for about a year, but I could not get work that would allow me to live independently, so in the end I realised I had little choice but to move to England to find work.
Thirty five years later, I discovered the term gang stalking and realised that all these odd events were connected. – unwarranted police intrusion; immorality at the party to trash reputation – people acting in an immoral way in your vicinity to implicate you in their immorality; lies to the person at the childrens home?; lies told to people to encourage perverts to my door, who must also have been provided with the address; also being lied to to separate me from a person who might have had an idea of what was going on; inexplicable rejection for post graduate work, when my academic record was very good; police talking to employer; police tracking relatives; police recycling porn – what for?; being introduced to communists at University; meeting people who drain (the chattering flat-mate) or bring trouble to your door (the friend in abusive relationship); causing accidents (motorbike); causing financial loss (the insurer refusing to pay replacement cost of bike even though garage warned bike was a write off); total indifference to damage done to innocent bystanders (neighbours – one who sold up and the old man bought a guard dog, not to speak of nearly shooting a policeman). The police apparently had nothing better to do with their time and resources, what with the troubles being in full swing.
In a rural area, anywhere in the world, young women can expect to get unwanted attention. So you don’t make the situation worse by acting in a way which will destroy your reputation, otherwise you become a trouble magnet. But someone else can destroy your reputation for you.
In Northern Ireland there is a saying. More people are buried by the mouth than the bullet. At the house where I was babysitting someone from an IRA family phoned. Why? If someone had spread the rumour that I was a Brit (intelligence) then I would become a target for the IRA. If the community was told I was IRA, I would be shunned, and set up for retaliation for attack by protestant para-militaries. I have no idea whether I was shunned, or not, as I was studying and could not afford to socialise anyway. Lies of this kind can get your killed.
One set of lies to one set of people, a second set of lies to a second set of people, and a third set of lies to a third set of people.
Having discovered I have been gang stalked throughout most of my adult life, I no longer trust our authorities. When they claim they need more resources to deal with terrorism, I think perhaps if they used the resources they are currently using to track innocuous people, they would have enough resources. Are they using any of their resources to tackle terrorists/serious criminals – or are they just standing back and allowing events to happen to justify their claims for more resources, and further violations of ordinary citizens rights.
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For a long time it has been felt that the police provide a poor service to ordinary people. How many times has it happened that anti-social youths have plagued an area but despite many calls for help the police failed to put in an appearance? But at the slightest whiff of “vigilanteism” they are out like a shot.
Strange then the huge inertia over vigilante organised stalking.
What does this tell us about the nature of our authorities?
That Rule of Law is now in abeyance? Can anyone now start up their own private army? That spying on people and grossly invading their privacy is a game that anyone can play? Is criminal defamation of character allowed so long as you guarantee silence of the person lied to using the methods cults have always used to silence and control their dupes? That it is now socially acceptable to organise a cult for the sole purpose of committing crime and providing you do so on a grand enough scale, the authorities will turn a blind eye, and the people who complain about the activities of these cults are turned away with the fob off answer – go away you are imagining it?
Somehow I doubt it. The anti-vigilante squad would be out with a vengeance.
So it appears authority no longer upholds Rule of Law. Someone has released anarchy onto our streets, anarchy with a decidedly fascist flavour, and it is the authorities who are “imagining ” that it is not happening. Which leads to the $64 dollar question.
WHO IS REALLY IN CHARGE?