TTSOML #171: Computer Problem History (III)

Once I moved to East Wenatchee, was when I realized there were ways to find out if there was "spyware" and other things on my computer. I hadn't realized there were so many free cleansing programs available.

What I discovered, was that my computer was totally infected. I researched the top programs for free programs, and that's when I think people were alerted to the fact that I knew my computer was being monitored.

Also, because of the vast problems with Wenatchee doctors and social workers, and finding only a general Catholic connection with most of the people, I started punching in names to google searches. I was going to find out where all these people came from, where they had lived, if they'd ever been neighbors, went to the same church, were on the same sports teams, had a similiar club in interest, and where their families worked and went to school, church, etc. I began to amass some very interesting information. I also was looking up names of FBI employees I'd had problems with, and anyone else I thought could be connected in any way.

I researched whether people went to the same college, law school, and started looking up the OIG in California that had blown me off, and just anything and everything I could, to find out whether I could make any connections.

It was the first time I started looking up Christa's addresses and other things, as well. I looked up information about her boyfriend and what companies he'd worked for and was working for at that time.

I was leaving no stone unturned, and I started making notes.

One thing I looked for, because it seemed to be something in common with most of them, was an affiliation with the Catholic church. So if I couldn't find that directly online, with their name connected to a parish, I would look at obituaries and where they were buried. If there was a Catholic mass, and then other information pointing to possible membership of other family members (daughters and sons) I'd keep that in mind.

However, I also felt it was not ALL Catholics, so I looked for other commonalities, which is when I got the idea first to look at sub-groups within the Catholic church, and how I came across Knights of Columbus and other similiar groups. I found out, by researching Knights of Columbus, that its history is in defending the faith, and that the first major rally was in NYC, I believe, at "Lenox". I wondered if this was the significance of the name Lennox--why Christa so badly wanted me to name my daughter this. Of course, there is no way of ever knowing, but I didn't discount anything until I'd gone through all the available info.

Just to remind myself, there was one other thing about Christa I need to write down too, but I'll do that in a post later on.

From what I found, through public records, Christa had never lived in a certain location she had told me she'd lived at. I remembered how insistent she was to "remind" me of certain things, at the end. She wanted to tell me she was no longer friends with the people she knew from Lake Oswego high school (who were primarily Catholic) and that her parents were still going to the same church she had met me at. It stood out more in the fact that she made such an effort to tell me this. This, while she was trying to tell me she met me before I knew the monks, not after (which I knew for certain was not true).

I found several connections to people who were harassing me, with family in high membership with Knights of Columbus. Davis Arneil employees, Bullivant lawyer families, AG families, and Wenatchee CPS and medical families. Which didn't prove anything, but made me wonder. I also found these links with law enforcement in Oregon and Washington.

While I was going through all this info, it was like someone suddenly realized what I was doing, early in the morning, and I kept having serious DOS and other computer attacks. Then, I noticed all of the addresses and people information was being changed, deliberately, from what it had been originally, to being falsified, with false connections and links made, which, if I didn't know better, would have caused me to think some people were MORE inter=related and connected than was true. The information was being tampered with, and I also noticed, deleted from public records. And whoever was onto me, was doing very quick work. I had a head start though.

So then I started using programs to eliminate spyware, viruses, and rootkits. The rootkits were the worst on my computer. And every time I used a reputable program to get rid of them, I would get a DOS attack. The clean-up and the program would be abruptly aborted mid-stream of eliminating the rootkits. It happened over and over and over. I kept trying, and someone kept getting it cut off. But for some reason, I was usually able to get these programs started, and could pull up the fact that they were there and existed, but the program would quit on me. I tried several programs, all which I made sure were compatible with my operating system. Same thing happened. So I took some photos. I didn't have anything with which to prove what was showing up on my computer.

It was when I was looking up the Knights of Columbus headquarters information, that my computer began to fry. I got that far and I was on the phone with a computer company in town, and as I was talking on the phone, with my computer on the KOC page, that I started smelling smoke. Actually, I think it may have started burning before I was on the phone and then I got on the phone and it continued.

I realized it was my computer and it was coming from the inside of the box.

The computer guy I was talking to seemed to think it was funny, and I instantly pulled the cord from the wall, disconnecting the computer from the electrical source and it stopped burning. But when I looked at the back of the box shell, when I pulled the shell off, the shell had ink splatters on the back as if it had exploded. It had smelled like a magic marker and sort of sweet. After that, it wouldn't start up.

The other thing that was happening, before this happened to my computer, was that I had been having very bad problems with feedback on my telephone. I could hear radio stations, talk radio, when I picked up my phone. It was loud enough that I could make out what was being said. It hadn't been that way for the first couple of months I was there. And then it just appeared. I got a filter from Office Depot, and put it in as a buffer, where the phone jack was, and kept my landline connected, but then it was like it got turned up and I could still hear it.

Before I go into other details, I'll make note of a couple of odd things that happened around the house before the computer "fried".