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Obama’s Classroom Spies CounterPunch: Tells the Facts, Names the Names http://www.counterpunch.org/2009/06/23/obama-s-classroom-spies/#.VXTdmQnX-P8.twitter
“What has she done now?” The Controller looked up then froze at the expressions on the faces of the three agents.
“The witch…”, the Agent coughed and corrected himself, “the priestess has cursed…” . Another cough, another correction. “….has prayed, that all dealing with her and all their associates will tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth”.
The Controller paled. Another Agent spoke up, her voice trembling. “All our plots are becoming undone. All the lies unravelling and…”
“The objectives behind the plots and who is behind them”, the Controller finished. He pressed the intercom to his secretary. “Everyone, I repeat everyone must be recalled. They must do their utmost to avoid social contact with anyone, don’t speak to anyone about anything. This is top priority”.
The three Agents stood silently as the Controller mopped his brow. He opened his mouth to say something, then thought…
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This video says about itself:
The “Wapping dispute” or “Battle of Wapping” was, along with the miners’ strike of 1984-5, a significant turning point in the history of the trade union movement and of UK industrial relations. It started on 24 January 1986 when some 6,000 newspaper workers went on strike after protracted negotiation with their employers, News International (parent of Times Newspapers and News Group Newspapers, and chaired by Rupert Murdoch). News International had built and clandestinely equipped a new printing plant for all its titles in Wapping, and when the print unions announced a strike it activated this new plant with the assistance of the Electrical, Electronic, Telecommunications and Plumbing Union (EETPU).
The plant was nicknamed “Fortress Wapping” when the sacked print workers effectively besieged it, mounting round-the-clock pickets and…
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– they wreck lives.
Of all the categories of criminal, spies are in the top bracket along with organised crime mafias and white collar criminals.
Ordinary criminals might steal your belongings and attack you, from which you might recover, and get on with your life, but if a mafia, white collar crooks or spies target you, your life, and the lives of everyone close to you will be destroyed with no hope of recovery.
As with all insoluble problems, the solution is to not have the problem in the first place. Avoidance is best. If you have wealth and a high social position you can expect all top criminal categories to take an interest, but don’t suppose if you are poor you are too unimportant to bother with. Prostitution is a major global criminal industry, and the majority of recruits to prostitution are poor women and children who suffer the work but do not enjoy the profits. You may make derisory wages in the legal labour market, but in the criminal prostitution business you are somebody else’s gold-mine.
The poor children in Northern Ireland’s Kincorra Boys Home were viewed as priceless assets to the security services looking for material to give them leverage over top politicians and any other socially prominent person. Small fish are used to catch bigger fish.
Spies use all the methods of criminals. They have learnt from all the top criminals, all the mafias, white collar criminals, gangsters, pimps, traffickers, brainwashing cults, politically corrupt regimes, corrupt police – they know all the methods and can apply them, but they are not classed as criminals. Unlike other criminals, the law turns a blind-eye, does not pursue them.
If you are targeted by a spy, all criminal methods can be practiced against you, and there is no law you can go to for protection.
What all criminals fear most is publicity, the spotlight being shone on them and their methods. Spies most of all. Because the spies are only puppets. It is the masters hiding behind them, pulling their strings who need to be personally identified, as they use criminals to commit crimes for them, turn ordinary people into criminals, and use other unconsenting, unwitting people to promote their private, criminal agenda, which is …
autism, Balham Sorting and Delivery Office, defamation, dirty tricks, gang stalking, Helping national security, Irish land trespass law, lies, manipulation, mind games, slander, smears, social sabotage, spies
Also, slander, dirty tricks, smearing and framing.
The slanders directed at Targeted Individuals have a core standard menu of criminal/prostitute/homosexual/terrorist/paedophile, with anything else thrown in convenient to the situation (like in Ireland, spreading to the Republican community that someone is a British spy).
The beauty of lies as a weapon is that they cost nothing, and are infinitely versatile. You only have to identify the prejudices of the recipient and tailor your lie accordingly. And you can have even more fun spreading different, contradictory lies to different sets of people. Telling the Republicans in Ireland that someone is a British spy, while simultaneously telling the Loyalists that that same someone is IRA. As these groups don’t talk to each other, and the Target is an unimportant person anyway, the lies will not be uncovered. and of course it is the subject of the lies, not the perpetrator, who end up with all the resulting trouble.
The problem with lies, for the victim, is everybody else knows, but he/she doesn’t. They are the only one that is not spoken to. People who have been lied to about you, don’t come up to you and say – hey (insert name here) told me you are a spy/terrorist/prostitute/paedophile – let’s have it from the horses mouth -is that true/ what do you say? I guarantee it. No-one has ever come to me directly to question any story that had been told about me. What does happen, is people erring on the side of caution, in case the lies are true, quietly refuse acceptance for further educational studies and pitch your job application into the waste paper basket. You do not know what has happened so it does not occur to you to question the decision – not that you would get an answer if you did. Cheap and easy social sabotage. Your work, your study, your good name, wiped out in a few words.
Not everyone are complete idiots. The more worldly and intelligent, perhaps distrusting the source of the story will try to uncover by oblique methods the truth of the situation. I have had guvnors, most notably my employers at the Royal Mail where I worked for twenty years, do their own research. Shortly after I was first employed by them, initially in Bradford, Yorkshire, I was aware I had been discreetly “checked out” by their security division. And that was it. There was no evidence supporting the lies, so I was treated as a normal employee from then on.
When I moved to London, the same thing occurred. The guvnors checked the records, followed their own protocols, occasionally and unobtrusively kept an eye on me (Royal Mail offices are always completely covered with hidden security cameras) – end of subject. I deduce that the guvnors in London also figured out that I was a target of harassment. But I had neither help nor hindrance – just a normal work environment.
What eventually gives the game away is when people make inappropriate remarks, or engage you in strange conversations. Sometimes they are indirectly fishing for the truth. Sometimes playing James Bond and think they can trigger some giveaway reaction indicating guilt. All that ever happened was that I became baffled and wondered, what the hell is bothering them? A few examples. My first boss when I came to England for work, out of the blue, in a totally unrelated conversation, came out with the remark “black frilly knickers”. I stared at him in amazement. What brought that on? Thirty years later I found out about gang stalking methods and worked it out. I suppose he had been told I was a prostitute. He was a good boss. In the time worked I for him his behaviour plainly indicated that he didn’t believe it. I suppose the remark was a “tester” to see my reaction. In the same office another employee with whom I had got on quite well, a Latin American and a good Catholic, suddenly, out of the blue, told me he didn’t like lesbians. Well, OK. Thanks for your opinion. But why are you telling me? But after that he became aloof.
Back to the Royal Mail. The system in the London offices was a permanent guvnor with the second in command circulated in from other offices for a period of time, usually a few months. In this way the managers get to know how the Royal Mail works across its business. My work in London was an unusual designation (in Bradford I was a Postal Higher Grade, code desk), namely postman/cook. Our office was too small to economically support a Quadrant canteen, so the old fashioned method of splitting a postman’s duty in half, to allow time for one postman to do the shopping, and make the morning teas, and breakfast, then complete half a “walk” was the solution. So I would meet most postmen, and the temporary guvnors on a daily basis. I usually got on well with the temporary guvnors, for a time, then the strange conversations would start, and then the guvnors would avoid me.
One guvnor, who had a ten year old son with autism, I had many interesting conversations with on the subject of autism and the resultant problems. He also lent me several books on the subject. One day he came into the canteen and was very rattled. Angry in fact. He said he had been out walking with his son, holding hands. The child being autistic is nervous in public settings with other people present. And commented, as is often the case, autistic children are very beautiful. The guvnor said a passerby had given him a dirty look, the implication being he was a paedophile. Naturally he was enraged. This was a situational double bind. Of course he had to hold the child’s hand, otherwise he couldn’t have taken him out. For a father to be subject to such a clever, dirty but easy to deny it happened, slur is monstrous behaviour.
But a few weeks later he embarked on a conversation that when he was out with his son they had witnessed what were apparently a gay couple holding hands. This was followed by a rather over-the-top rant about gay people should not hold hands in public – and what did I think about it? Well, the main thing I thought was confusion. I had no opinion on the matter and don’t care, which was what I told him. I told him I had been waiting for a bus when a young heterosexual couple appeared to be engaging in mimic intercourse – and that I did find offensive – whoever does it. Holding hands does not bother me, especially coming from Ireland, where a man holding hands with his wife/girlfriend is viewed as a “poof”.
In retrospect I realise the poor guy, a good Catholic, was being played. They certainly knew how to press his buttons.
But conversations with another guvnor were even weirder. As before I got on with him quite well and had many conversations about everything. This guvnor was from Southern Ireland but had spent most of his adult working life in England. Then the strange conversations started. It is difficult to say in clear terms what he said, because he was intentionally oblique. But the gist of it was talking about bomb making and getting chemicals on your hands, and how he had a favourable reputation in this area. What!!!! Look, I just make the tea and scramble the eggs, what is that all about? This is England, you are Irish, you are talking about bomb making in a Royal Mail canteen which is equipped for surveillance/sound – what the hell! Even now I cannot deduce what that particular game was. I can deduce two alternatives . That he was an Irish republican sympathiser and the spies were telling him I was a British spy and he was trying to flush me out. Well, he was Irish, and loyal to his people, and a good socialist, but I didn’t read him as a Republican sympathiser. Or, he had been told I was a Republican sympathiser, and he was cooperating with the British authorities to get me to reveal my hand.
Clearly, neither of these guvnors had spoken to the permanent guvnor for he would have told them they were getting a load of horlicks.
As I have mentioned in a previous blog, it was clear that lies had been spread about me when I first got the job in London, and the men had rejected them. In fact, whatever they were told it was clear they viewed it as a big joke. I hated London, but enjoyed my work. But when the rent on our bedsit-converted-to-one-bed-flat by putting a wall down the middle, reached over £9,000 pa, the running costs of a house outside London, near enough wiping out either my husbands entire income, or mine, it was time to leave.
We moved back to Yorkshire and sadly my husband’s cancer returned and he died last year. I moved into a bedsit and the lies about me continue to be spread. This is a rural area, where the demographic is disproportionally elderly. I fit in here. I was raised in the countryside, and my normal dress fits with elderly, rural people. That is quiet, practical clothes, avoiding ostentation or sexiness. So it is difficult to make the lie stick that I am a prostitute. Telling people I am a lesbian – well, who would care these days. Besides lesbians aren’t trouble makers nor venues for trouble. There appear to be two lies that they have spread. That I am a terrorist and that I am a gypsy! For a start I am North Irish, Australian mother, anglicised in values and outlook due to her southern English ancestors, and born on the Loyalist side of the fence. And I don’t give a damn about any Irish politics. All Irish politics are on the extreme right wing of the political spectrum (including communists who might as well be fascists). Unlike the middle of the road English, where I fit. Most gypsies are southern Irish and supposedly Catholic. But I accept these are clever lies tailored to the community. English people can’t tell one Irish accent from another. Everyone is paranoid about terrorists thanks to the way our government have handled the situation. And gypsies are also a cause of fear, rightly or wrongly being suspected of engaging in crimes against settled country people (illegal gypsy encampments trashing house price values, Tony Martin, and so on). The population of Irish gypsies in England increased hugely when the Irish government passed a law making camping on land criminal trespass, which could include penalties such as confiscating caravans, and thousands of pounds worth of fines. (I have put up an e-petition asking the British government to challenge the legality of the Irish land trespass law before the EU. I don’t see how it can be legal for any signatory of the EU to pass legislation effectively evicting thousands of their citizens).
So to counter the lies that I am an Irish terrorist/gypsy – a combination I didn’t know exists, I am now crew cut and wear Ulster flag/Union Jack t-shirts. Not, I think, the fashion rules for those two categories.
I just noticed on my Wordpage stats page, under research terms, the following question. “Why would gypsies wear Union Jacks.”
Well, enquirer, I am sure you are a genuine member of the public who makes a point of touring gypsy encampments to pick up fashion tips, here is your answer.
My Union Jack t-shirts.
Me working on the code desk in Bradford, about 25 years ago.
COINTELPRO, community stalking, covert war against citizens, Cults, discrimination, ethnics, feminists, fomenting hatred, gang stalking, gang stalking is a hate crime, gays, lesbians, lies, organised stalking, persecution, political police, privacy, slander, social engineering, spies, trashing of human rights, vigilante stalking, womens aid
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.
Remember “1984”. How the dictionaries kept getting smaller as words were eliminated which were inconvenient to the tyrants in power? We haven’t reached that stage yet, though we might if access to books is eliminated and we are dependent on the internet for references. But the GS have done the next best thing – kept the word and concept of gang stalking completely out of dictionaries as part of their agenda of suppressing the knowledge of this activity.
And it is also completely vetoed in the media as the case of Julie Birchall and other whistleblowers demonstrates – even where the press give a blow by blow account of the community/vigilante stalking the targets are subject to, the “G” word is never mentioned.
So, I am building up an informal glossary of all those words that gang stalkers wish do not exist, and the alternate list which gangstalkers plug at every opportunity.
WORDS GANG STALKERS DO NOT WANT TO HEAR
The first, of course, is the “G” word. No explanation necessary.
The gang stalking recruits are of course being recruited into a cult for the purpose of carrying out vigilante activity. As we all know the same authorities who “do not have the resources” to protect you from burglars, gang intimidation, vandalism, mugging, sexual assault, etcetera, are not short of resources to deal with the least whiff of vigilantism, as people desperately try to protect themselves. So, it is extraordinary, against this background, that the authorities have not noticed the huge phenomenon of world wide vigilantism, and despite receiving hundreds of reports of this activity are absolutely certain such a thing does not exist. The recruiters of course do not wish their recruits to be reminded that they are engaging in vigilante behaviour, so I remind them at every opportunity.
The methods the recruiters use are classic cult methods. The recruit is told lies while their emotions are manipulated; they are not told the true agenda of the cult they have been tricked into joining; they are given targets to hate and vent their frustrations on; they are enslaved and over time leached of all their resources; their children will also be indoctrinated and used. People know joining a cult is a bad thing. So at all costs the recruiters wish to keep the idea of cults away from their recruits. Again, I make a point of reminding them. It’s a great topic of conversation with the guy behind the bar hammering the wall.
Another word/concept the recruiters want the recruits to forget. Again, another rich source of conversation with a gangstalker.
A major tool in the gangstalkers weaponry is successfully keeping the practice of gang stalking a secret. Most people not being stalked and many who are have never heard the term gangstalking and do not know what it means – a major Orwellian coup. Getting the word out is a major difficulty. From this point of view the words – covert war – are hated by gang stalkers. Both words, and especially in combination attract peoples notice and naturally induce them to read further.
FAIR GAME (Scientology)
Remember the film “Fair Game”. Odd title don’t you think when the story line had nothing to do with Scientology. The story based on fact about the betrayal of a CIA agent betrayed by her own government.
Gang stalkers do not like mention of Fair Game because the methods of Fair Game and gang stalking are identical. The existence of Fair Game tactics are acknowledged, but the response of authorities to gang stalking is to assert dogmatically that gang stalking does not exist and any who claims it does need the help of a psychiatrist.
The authorities do not wish people to be reminded of the Mafia. Many gang stalking methods and Mafia methods are identical, particularly the diverse rackets both gang stalkers and Mafia engage in. Infiltration of legitimate businesses, exploitation of labour, housing scams, protection money, and controlling people such as medical personnel who can make ” mistakes” in medical treatment, or an office worker who can “lose” or corrupt private data.
If the STASI were not the creators of Zerzetsen, they were the world’s foremost practitioners – a massive state spying apparatus which created as many spies as citizens. Gang stalking and Zerzetsen are identical.
The naive citizen has nothing to do with crime, and wants nothing to do with the police. Why should they? The police/security services are there to protect us from criminals and terrorists, right? Well, a few of those naive citizens, and I include myself in that number have had their eyes forcibly opened by being made Targeted Individuals. The relationship with the police/security now becomes inverted. Instead of these agencies existing to protect me, they exist to attack me for no reason that is justified by their supposed reason for existence. The only credible conclusion is that we now have political police. Authorities who do not view the task of controlling criminals or terrorists as their number one priority, but controlling every citizen in society, concentrating on any that they think might be hostile to the interests of the ruling class, the only people who seem to be getting any protection, both for their persons, and their interests. I am not a criminal/terrorist/nor radical. I hadn’t the slightest interest in crime/terrorists/police/security services until they started to attack me.
So the reason for my listing of spies/political police as words the gang stalkers do not want to hear, is because that is what the gang stalkers are. A fact they wish to conceal/downplay/keep out of sight of the consciousness of the general populace. Spies require secrecy and discretion to operate. From being a quiet, nondescript person who was happy to avoid public notice, in order to avoid attracting trouble-makers, I now find the situation I have been put in requires me to change my social style, to becoming non-discreet, blabby, drawing attention to myself and my situation at every opportunity. If spies and political police are going to track me, then I will wear brightly coloured t-shirts with the words spies, and political police written on them. In case the people who have been advised to watch me, fail to grasp the message.
An interesting site as to how information on the internet is manipulated.
How To Identify Trolls And Forum Spies – – GOVTSLAVES.INFO
30 Jul 2012 – It is IMPERATIVE that both sides are initially presented, so the uninformed reader cannot determine which side is the truth. As postings and …PERSONAL HISTORY
The gang stalker thinks he knows about you but he only knows lies. Throwing in a bit of cognitive dissonance can only help. Work out what the probable “story” about you is, then throw a spanner in the works. For example, they couldn’t make out that I was a prostitute because I dress like a navvy ( my husband’s words) so the story they are spreading is that I am an Irish (national) gypsy. So now I have gone skin head and am alternating t-shirts with the Union Jack and the Ulster flag embellished with such slogans as targeted-individuals (Army Vets), vigilante, cults and con artists. The more attention they focus on me the more attention gets focused back on them. THEY are the liars. Show the world that is what they are.
WORDS THAT GANG STALKERS WANT EVERYONE TO HEAR
After the primary objective of gang stalkers to keep awareness of gang stalking from public knowledge is the secondary objective to ensure that if anyone comes across the concept of gang stalking or targeted individuals it will be immediately linked with insanity. The purpose of gaslighting behaviour is to make the person on the receiving end look insane.
DIRECTED ENERGY WEAPONS
Alongside promoting the view that Targets are insane is the flooding of gang stalking sites with stories of people complaining about the state/CIA whatever attacking them with invisible and undetectable electro-magnetic/microwave/radiation weapons affecting their brains and other bodily organs. Whoa! OK. It is a fact that these technologies exist. We also know that as long as 60 years ago the Russians were bombarding British embassies with prototype weapons of this sort. When I was at grammar school in the 1960’s a girl in a lower year had a birth defect – and her parents had been employed at the embassy in Moscow. So the accusations are quite feasible. But – where people are having their lives trashed through criminal defamation, being obstructed in their education and getting work and getting on in work, having their privacy violated in every way possible and their private lives interfered with and relationships destroyed, bombarded with noise everywhere they go, being set up for sexual assault and attack, denied their entitled welfare/pension rights, mistreated medically, and not able to get a reliable service from any business – presenting DEW as the major and sole factor associated with gang stalking is putting the least convincing and most whacko seeming complaint on the top of the heap. The intention obviously to confirm in the minds of the ignorant public that victims of gang stalking are all mad.
The determination with which the worst argument is drummed the loudest was demonstrated to me when I put up a Facebook page highlighting gang stalking and other state bureaucratic abuses. A posting about DEW weapons appeared on the site. I took it down. It reappeared. After this happened about ten times, I closed my Facebook page.
Best sites for information on gang/organised community/vigilante/cult stalking:-
http://www.targeted-individuals.com. UK (Army Veterans)
http://www.gangstalkingwiki.com. Good gang stalking reference
http://www.exposegangstalking.com. Canada, best (11min) idiot guide
I am still along way from coming to terms with being used as bait by criminal gang stalkers. They have forced me to be a tool of their crimes, and as yet I have not found a way to bring an end.
For most of my working life I worked for Royal Mail., starting early and finishing early. Having the afternoons free I used to go to the gym before the sudden onset of arthritis put a stop to that, and from time to time worked in various charity shops.
About eight years ago when I lived in London, the charity shop closest to me opened up a bookshop. As I spend a lot of time reading working in a bookshop appealed to me, so I volunteered, and arranged to go in one afternoon each week. As soon as I started there was an influx of volunteers, and not the usual type. Too young, too smooth, perfect for a standard office, but in comparison with the slighly shabby workers who usually work in charity shops they stood out like sore thumbs. And then, of course the games started. Loud conversations about topics I was supposedly interested in. That I could ignore, but what I couldn’t ignore was this was a gay support charity, and it was only a few hundred yards from a militant mosque. Now Muslims aren’t dummies. They would be aware of a gay charity shop in their vicinity, but as it was low key and not bothering anyone they could ignore it. But how could they ignore a charity shop on their doorstep stuffed with spies? I only worked a few weeks, and with regret packed it in. The spy masters might not care that they were putting innocent charity workers into a hazardous situation, but I did. But this was not my first experiece of the stalkers doing things with complete disregard for bystanders safety and well-being.
My absence of social life was making my life hard to infiltrate. Apart from going to work, how did I spend my time? I read books, went to the gym, watched tv, and played computer games. Now, it seemed I couldn’t even volunteer in a charity shop without forcing my colleagues to interact with people that any sane person would rather avoid.
So they couldn’t get to me any other way, so they infiltrated my workplace, but that is a different story and too long to tell here.
The other side of the equation is accommodation. You have to live somewhere. When my husband died last year I immediately moved into smaller and cheaper accommodation – and most of the residents in this lovely multiple-occupancy house were turfed out so that my stalkers could move in. However, I did not wish to remain in Harrogate. As I cannot drive I am isolated here. I wanted to return to Bradford where I had lived 25 years ago before I moved to London to be with my husband. I worked in an office at the University and Bradford had one of the best public libraries I had ever been in. Also Bradford is central to several other largish towns all within a short distance.
So I went to Bradford to find accommodation. What a contrast to London. In London I had paid over £700 per month for a tiny bedsit converted to flat by putting a wall down the middle. In Bradford I found a self-contained studio for £260 per month, exclusive of rates. If that flat had been in London, the queue would have circled the block. But I then found out that the library has been shut for months for renovations and did not look as if it was going to be open any time soon. I went down to the University to see if there were any courses I could do. Only graduate courses at £9,000 a year – way beyond my means, and they no longer did other courses which would have given me access to the University library and computers. So, Bradford was out.
So that should have been the end of it. But not for my prospective landlord. It seems that not only my actual landlords are set up to have their lives trashed , but anyone I talked to as a prospective landlord. For it has come to my attention that the stalkers have attached themselves to the unfortunate man who was willing to let his flat to me in Rand Place.
What does it feel like to be bait? Used by criminals to further their objectives at the expense of ordinary, decent working people?
I can’t answer you. My upbringing, my schooling made it all seem so simple. If you are not a criminal you don’t do crime and that is all there is to it. Nobody taught me how you deal with criminals, who without your consent, and against all your values, use you as bait for carrying out crimes against innocent people.