Saturday, October 29, 2011

All Your Secrets Away FBI FOIA

After my Uncle died, I walked around with a blanket around my shoulders to stay warm and played with the dog. I let the cat in, which I'm not supposed to do, and watched them play a little.

Before my Uncle died, right before, I tried to dance but couldn't. It didn't feel right though I could sense some good energy with the sad. Then I went to the house and I went to the hallway and there was this can of "Royal" paint and I'd left it alone before but at that moment, I tipped it over with my foot.

Then I walked over to the big chair and sat down and said, "I'm the man of the house now." And put my arms on both arms of the chair and then I started laughing and said I had taken the chair and then I was just laughing and I put my feet up and then all of a sudden the phone rang and it was my Dad and he was telling my Mom that our Uncle Howard had just died.

I was shocked. I had just tipped over a Royal paint, and then put up my feet and said I had the chair now and I was "man of the house". My Mom said to my Dad she thought it was going to be good news and then I just sat there, stunned and said, "What am I doing? I'm imbibing the royal family or something? the middletons? what's this--prophetic movement?"

I just sat there shocked and then I left and then I cried and cried. It's what they've done to us, but I felt maybe it was symbolic too. I had said to my mom, I tipped over the royal paintcan, and my mom said WHAT?!!! and then I pointed. It didn't spill out or anything, just went down.

Then I was sitting there thinking this is bizarre...and my Uncle just died and then I went back in with the blanket and played with the dog. Then I grabbed his baby and had him playing with the baby and I said, "He just did some Holdfield-Tyson action" and she said what? and I said, "He bit off his ear." So I picked up the piece of ear and put it on the coffee table. But he really loves his "baby" and I had it squeaking and everything.

Then I saw he had no food in his dog dish and the cat had food so I was looking for the dog food and my mom said he ate already and I was trying to find his food and couldn't find it.

So then I had been crying a little again, and sat down on the couch and my mother had just stabbed a squash with a knife and then a second knife--first one kind and then the R.S. knife and the dog walked over and saw the second one and looked and she was stabbing it just to let it vent in the oven but I saw this and thought about them opening up my Uncle Howard as a cadaver and what someone had done to him and I sat at this couch in front of a row of candles with pebbles all around it.

I tipped it over. The candles and pebbles all fell out of their rectangular box. My mother freaked out and said what was wrong with me. This is after she said something about why shouldn't I like this christian music she was playing and I said, "Yeah, if you'd been there at this shelter in TN with all the middleton fans torturing you and playing christian music at the same time, you might understand." She said you can make whatever meaning out of it that you want and I said I know and said it's just shocking to find there are not many christians that really are christians. So she said where are the fruits of the spirit? love, patience, kindness, long-suffering, etc., and did I have them, and I said, "I don't need to describe or justify how I have fruits of the spirit to anyone when God already knows exactly what I'm about. I have fruits of the spirit, but do I need to elevate myself and front for others about how I have 'long-suffering'? No, God already knows."

I said, "God could see a mafia man and an FBI man and know the mafia man is going to heaven and the FBI man is going to jail." (or vice versa) because only God knows the heart. Not even a psychic, with God-blessed and given gifts knows. There are some things not even the best prophets know. And sometimes we don't even fully know our own hearts--"know my heart and try me Oh God..." But I think faith means you know your friendship with God is not a fake.

So I looked at these candles, red and green, 5 of them and thinking about the women at my mother's offices who have tortured her. I just looked at the stone pebbles and the candles and then I tipped it over with my right hand.

My mom said, "Okay, get out!" and something about not kicking over candles. I said, "I didn't kick them over. I tipped them over with my hand, and I was just wanting to see if they were glued down. They're not."

They weren't glued down. I wanted to know. I guess I could have picked up a few parts of the ensemble or I could have tipped the entire thing to see. And then I was furious with everyone who has concealed TORTURE.

Particularly the FBI. I said how can you allow these people to just torture you and say nothing, and went OFF about the FBI and how they've kept records and evidence from us that has made our lives dangerous.

So my mother was still pushing me out and then, I never do this, but the 2 cat dishes with catfood were sitting outside and I picked them both up and dumped them over and then grabbed a hydrangea but my mother said no! so I just left it alone and went over to this pot next to the birch trees, full of Ivy, and I marched over and turned it over. Not so it fell lopsided, but turned it over, upside down and then I walked across and got onto the laptop and typed in "FOIA lawsuit" after looking up some email.

I got Federal Open Government Guide, 10th edition. And I started reading about how to file a lawsuit for FOIA.

Only after reading through the first page about how to do it, did I think back and realize, I am turning things over and I am going to get discovery.

On my dead Uncle Howards body I will get this discovery and over the bodies of my still-living and tortured family members, I will obtain this discovery. (lots of things aren't glued down)

I reached up into my cupboard and grabbed this box of Splenda and threw it in the garbage. I haven't ever used it since I've been here, but I saved it for some reason, and it's been there but why would I want fake sugar?

So I guess it's my anti-fake, and time-for-discovery Dance.

Who has been spying on me for 10 years? The NSA and FBI and I believe that someone in the FBI abused their Patriot Act privileges to do very unpatriotic things, like using surveillance powers as a favor to their friends who had litigation against me. The NSA has been using surveillance of my every call, email, and computer search for almost a decade and then disseminated the information to people who used it against us to harm.

My SON was kidnapped after we were TORTURED in this country. Why? Because the FBI refused to give me the FOIA I asked for when I asked for it.

Do you KNOW how it is to watch family DIE and see family tortured in this country? Do you know what it's like to have FBI and NSA interferring with even my ability to get money for college? or filling out a FAFSA online?

It's like this...

Remember how I was getting tortured in Knoxville, TN? Yeah, well they sat around and watched me being tortured and then when I called 911 for HELP, they used that as an excuse to throw me into a federal detention center where they experimented on me, in a U.S. government-owned facility. They tortured ME, and then I ask for help and they told everyone I was crazy and tortured me worse and inside of a U.S. government building where they did the whole works...

How does this translate?

Rewind to 2005 and 2006 when they tortured me and my baby, or their FRIENDS did, with no formal cover for what they had done (maybe it was authorized or maybe it wasn't)...they tortured us and then used my attempt to leave as an excuse to imprison me on false arrest and KIDNAP my child from me.

The best part is how something completely illicit and non-sanctioned, later got covered up with an attempt to sanction this under "privilege".

That's a great way to cover for hate crime and conspiracy.

Oh hey! marry a Catholic! whaddya know. It worked for a short time. No torture.

Which sort of proves there was hate crime on religious grounds from Catholics and Jews all along.

There is a lot more in these FBI and other files than anyone wants released. They were paranoid about releasing them to me, and obstructive all the way back in 2004.

And then, after I made multiple requests, and tried to contact the OIG, suddenly, we were all tortured.

I did not even know my parents were being tortured at the same time.

Why? because POLICE and corrupt Judges were used to intercept and block freedom of travel and keep me from finding out what was going on. And it was Oregon police that first defamed me all the way over to set it up for me in Washington state.

So I read this page about FOIA lawsuit and then I felt like dancing again. Because it's not going to be pretty, when this FOIA suit goes down and the names come out and I have a right to get expedited FOIA on the basis of family safety, now that another one of our family members has died and we're still being tortured.

Not one of my lawyers for my son has done anything except try to keep my records and evidence OUT of the record and I found out this is totally illegal. It's illegal for a lawyer or firm to force someone to surrender a fundamental right like the right to ones children, and forcing someone to go without a complete and full record and evidence is the same thing as forcing someone to surrender a fundamental right.

I'm just wondering if I should make one more expedited request and demand response in 10 days from Washington Fucking D.C. FBI Headquarters or if I should skip that since the FBI has had their friends steal all my records and documents and evidence. I'm supposed to take paperwork to court and show how the FBI deliberately endangered my entire family and how I need FOIA NOW. If they comply they sometimes have up to a year to process records, past the 10 day or 20 day timeline...but the thing is, I can prove intentional obstruction.

The FBI never responded with "We have X and you need to pay X for this" and they never responded with "We have records but need more time" or anything normal. They ignored me. They ignored me for months and then I kept sending my written requests and they were still not responding. Finally, some of them were writing back saying, "We have no records for a Mr. Garrett" knowing I had specifically asked for records through my own name, and that I was a woman. So I defined and clarified all my requests. I put in written requests to the Portland, Oregon FBI offices, the Seattle, Washington FBI office, Wenatchee, Washington office, and finally, I was told to direct all requests to Washington D.C. Headquarters. They then sent something back to me that said they had (D.C.) NO records for a "Mr. Cameo L. Garrett." I was even snubbed by D.C. and when I tried to appeal (which I think I did) it was the same thing...a claim that no such name or person existed at all in their records.

Meanwhile, I was suddenly being pulled over for false arrest, freedom of travel blocked, and then tortured too, on top of years of hate crimes of property damage and vandalism.

It's the FBI. It is the FBI.

The FBI knew of my situation and they allowed people in their offices to use and abuse their privilege of surveillance through Patriot Act. And then they kept any and all connections from me and my family and we were all tortured, with FBI oversight.

People wonder why the FBI has subsequently blocked any other complaints from me, and why THEY have tried to discredit me as mentally ill. Why DID the FBI want to throw me over to the research dogs? It gave their in-house criminals a cover. It made what was totally illegal appear to have some kind of sick national security privilege.

Meanwhile, my family is DYING

Because of the United States Federal Bureau of Investigation.

It does not MATTER how the CIA or NSA or mafia or any other group is or has been involved. This CRIME is and has always been FBI jurisdiction and they have harmed us by refusing to give us discovery.

Who's covering up a knifing of my mother?


Who sent me to a hospital knowing I was going to be thrown into a psych ward and injected with an acute overdose of Haldol while they shoved this in my parents face and told them to SHUT THE FUCK UP! BITCH! KNIFE.

How they BROKE our hands?

Mine on U.S. government property and my father's out in the open by law enforcement and thugs.

They mocked my parents from Texas, hinting that 'do you want to do what we want or we'll "spinal tap your daughter".

Then these people at this prayer meeting are talking about torture and things while we're getting tortured, and I already figured out someone there had a link to the UK and how sad, to find out kidding...the ones I recognize are from Mt. Angel Abbey.

Is it any wonder?

I wonder how the FBI handles gang-rape of people by their agents. Or, you know, when they know about it and cover it up.

Start pacing the fucking office halls you ASSHOLES.

How many of your fucking RUG RATS tried to sleep with me?

The FBI shut the doors when I was trying to find protection and then opened them up ("Open House" everybody!) to allow others to torture us.

I need the FOIA. Please send FOIA. I'm in litigation and something really weird is going on. I am being stalked and my property vandalized from one state to the next...I'm finding out many of these people go to the same church...or same 2 churches...Please, here is another request. Please help me!

These FUCKING FBI agents are so corrupt that they blocked my access to records and then had their friends torture us as punishment for my asking. And then some of the Irish wanted me to think it was CIA. They wanted to say 2 things...that it was CIA and that it wasn't religious. #1, it's been religious hate crime, and #2, they didn't want anyone to track their connections in the FBI that were involved.

It doesn't even matter if CIA was ever involved.

And the CIA knows this because the FBI has been their front-man. It is FBI responsibility to safeguard.

Here's why I think maybe the FBI wanted to cover up for their own people and criminals all the way back in 2004:

1. They had personal friends involved in the litigation I was in.

2. They used Patriot Act privileges for illegal surveillance to gain information for their friends and get an upperhand in litigation.

2. Someone didn't like the complaints I made to FBI about my ex-boyfriend to Portland police and Oregon State police or to the FBI about the Oregon State Bar and PLF.

3. Someone didn't want anyone finding out there was a bad circle of agents that were targeting women to be sexually assaulted and had me singled out to be abused particularly. Or that they were trying to befriend me or live with me for ulterior reasons.

4. Someone didn't want me to find out what the FBI was doing to my parents so they tortured and coerced my parents to say and do things to point blame on them instead of the real criminals. I figured that out later.

5. Agents were already discovered to be part of collusion and participation of religiously-motivated hate crimes. Obstruction of justice, incitement of others to commit hate crimes, participation in hate crimes, coercion and threats, and defamation and they didn't care about politics or lawsuits...they did it for their church and synogogues.

You know what's sad?

Then after abusing and torturing my family and covering up for it, the Hate Crime squad knew I might try to sue someone eventually.

So while the FBI and NSA blocked me from the most basic things like work or college or freedom of travel,and allowed others to do this...then they got this great idea.

"Why not cover up our hate crime by calling it research? Then we get privilege. And then what we want, is to use our Catholic and other psychics and government people on her so we can anticipate her legal strategy ahead of time, without using illegal surveillance as much."

Which is what they've done. They smeared my entire family, killed some of us, tortured the rest of us, and defamed us to such a huge degree, it's not national, it's international defamation. And then they wanted to turn their crimes into a cover for their next steps at trying to stay ahead of future litigation.

Works out well for the FBI doesn't it?

I mean, the FBI knew they were liable, must have known, all the way back in 2004 or 2005 or we'd have never been taunted and tortured.

Mary DelBalzo, an Italian Catholic lawyer I had worked for as a nanny, distanced from me as soon as I told her I'd filed a complaint to the Oregon State Bar. She was friendly all the way up to the point that I said I'd filed an OSB complaint after I was defamed by The Willamette Week by a lawyer. She said it would just cause problems and discouraged me from reporting Richard Whittemore. After this, she refused to give me references for my work as a nanny. Right after I filed my OSB complaint against Whittemore.

I think it's very important to discover who was working for the Portland FBI offices during this time. Police, Oregon State Bar/PLF, and FBI and DOJ were all over me at this time and I'd already had strange things happen. The Portland police told me, when I was held hostage in Portland, "Don't tell anybody." Shhh...don't tell anybody you were just held hostage at gunpoint, not the media, no one. That's what they said and then the only person they wanted to interview was Shirina Edwin. The Prosecuting attorney, an Italian woman I believe, already knew her. It was a woman who worked right beneath Michael Shrunk and I saw the looks and grins they exchanged. They already knew eachother.

And I had just been held hostage with this woman who knew a DA and a best friend that was then traumatized. The Portland offices offered "victim's counseling" and I turned it down because I didn't need it. It didn't destroy my life and psyche like maybe someone hoped it would. But I noticed the Portland offices didn't even WANT my testimony or Monica's testimony. They sort of put us to the side, told us not to tell anybody, didn't want us at any of the hearings, didn't give us notice of the hearings, and just wanted Shirina Edwin to visit them at their offices.

I don't know how they might have known eachother, but it's possible she knew Donna Ciaramella. Donna was an Italian Catholic woman who took my hit-and-run P.I. against me and kept me from getting money I was owed by a hired assassination attempt. I say it was an attempt, because the man steered into me, grinning and was laughing at me when he was backing out to make his getaway. The only person who knew where I was going and what time I was leaving, on what road and which direction, was Christa Schneider and whoever she was informing.

6. The FBI doesn't want me to know about their "identity" problem. Washington D.C. knew, at some point, clearly revealed to me that they had a small problemo. An "identity" problem but it wasn't my identity that was a problem. It was their identity problem. And I have a pair of pants they can wear if one of their agents would like to come back to my place and steal more of my stuff...You can take the pair that has a label which says: Personal Identity.

Cumin gettum. They have this very UK style pink and light blue trim to them. So, are ya Middleton Patriots or are ya United States Patriots?

Do you know how the FBI tried to remedy their own identity problem? they had me thrown into a psych ward and tried to permanently destroy my mind with Haldol and tortured my parents.

Strange how it's the FBI's identity problem, but they wanted to put it on me and my family instead. What's strange is that they treated me worse than ever before after they thought they'd "figured it out".

Kinda scaree for you guys huh?! Who cares about Oliver and his family. Try to back out, back out now, veeeery carefully...and hurry! slap her into the psych ward.

Bowing to royalty FBI? Which ones? Which royalty ass do you kiss? The one that agrees to front for you? Ah.

So what did you think of my handprints Knoxville handprinter? Why didn't you guys want to do a "before and after" on them, you know, like, before you broke my hands and after you broke them. Maybe you could have put them up on a chart next to my Dad's hands. And then put these next to the fingerpaint handprints my son made when he was being tortured by YOU in 2006-2007.

Oh. It's not Bujandas kid. Hmmm. Ditch. Or it's not Mike's kid. Ditch.

Reduce torture liability. It's just some unknown Mexican kid. Pass to DOD and cover crime with "research" swap.

Degrade family. Attempt to get parents under thumb. GET PARENTS UNDER THUMB NOW. That's an ORDER!!!!!

"FBI illegally uses Patriot Act for friends in litigation; FBI involved in sex sting of agents using position for sexual molestation; FBI defames innocent woman in NCIC and internal files; FBI refuses to investigate state-to-state Hate Crime; FBI commissions thugs and mafia to beat up and torture parents; FBI bribes Portland police not to investigate sexual assault; FBI attempts to cover assets with a Catholic marriage and entrapment schemes; FBI tortures baby and toddler and stands by criminals in trade for cover for their internal corruption.

"Don't report the need someone on your side."

And the "FBI" is that "someone"?

The FBI is the "SOMEONE" that TORTURED US. The FBI is the "SOMEONE" that allowed others to torture us. They knew.

A lot of good trying to plead with the FBI or go to the FBI has done. It's time to sue them.

I should have filed a FOIA lawsuit in 2006.

We never would have been tortured if I had. I take that back--I didn't know we were already being tortured and hadn't connected my migraine triggers to this and didn't know what was happening to my parents.

But I could have prevented serious torture in 2004 if I had filed a lawsuit for FOIA in 2006.

In order to cover for their own criminals in their agency, who were working hard at covering religious asses, the FBI didn't care who else created a problem with obstruction of my filing for me and my son for childbirth damages.

Childbirth damages?

Oh, that might get linked to other torture they had planned.

Russia knew what the U.S. was up to. Other countries knew as well, but when I did a Google search, the country that came up first, courtesy of Google, was Russia.

With Russia deciding to make laws to protect THEIR citizens from what they already knew was ahead for certain Americans. 2005.

7. Who killed my Grandpa Garrett? It was 2002 when he was bumped off. The FBI knows who did it. Does the FBI connect my Grandpa Garrett to a CIA agent they hated? Edward Howard? The FBI HATES his guts. They hated him then and they hate him still. Maybe the FBI doesn't want discovery that shows they started asking for my medical records and used snitches like Christa Schneider to do their bitch-work for them and then paid her to move to NYC. Then maybe they incorrectly connected my Grandpa with Howard and the FBI doesn't want me to know.

Imagine what the FBI would have to hide if it were revealed that Christa was their bitch-snitch. I mean, it SURE DOESN'T look GOOD does it? Or maybe she knows something about the Tancer family. Don't know. Torture didn't start until later, but Portland is a small town.

If I'm saying my information was getting leaked and she was getting close only during litigation and then passing on info, it puts the FBI as an agency in the middle. The FBI doesn't want me to know who is in their offices and who worked with whom to screw my family over, using a government office to do it. Especially when I'm talking about being tortured and she's the one asking where my bed is located in the house.

The other thing I'm wondering about is Ed Israel and his wife. He was Jewish and she was Catholic and she hated my guts. That was 1997. She really, really hated me but I didn't know why...and she had me babysit for her one time after I worked for the computer company and her neighbor friend came over and interrogated me. I thought back then, that she was just possibly jealous or observant since I was an attractive younger woman, but I never came onto anyone, was a virgin, didn't pose a threat at all. But she had this eye on me which was odd because why go out of the way to have me babysit for her then?

This is where I say there's been an interesting Jewish-Catholic connection with some of the hate crime against my family. Being intermarried makes it easy.

I had come back from the East Coast and first worked for the DelBalzo's as a nanny and then I took this computer company job. The CEO was Jewish and the rest of higher staff was assorted. I never thought a thing about any of that then. Ever. I could have cared less. Not once did I consider religion of others or think about it.

I had to, after I realized I was a victim of hate crime. But I did not think about any of these things. I'm not even sure why I noticed religion at all, but since I was so into reading the Bible myself, I thought it was "interesting" but not a big deal. All of my former employers, funny enough, were Jewish and Catholic. All of them. I never had a Protestant employer or a Protestant boyfriend. Seeing who turned religious hate on, was shocking because my entire life, I didn't think it was a big deal.

Throw in, I guess, prophecies and jealousy and that changes everything.

After what I've been through, I know I will NEVER have anything to do with a man who is Jewish or Catholic. I will never marry a Catholic or Jewish man. Ever. And I won't be marrying an idiotic Protestant "wizard" either. And it is not anyone I've ever met. I already know. I will NEVER, EVER, date anyone in the FBI, ever and if I have daughters, I will beg for their lives to never get involved with this agency in any form. I don't even care about marriage. I care about being a SINGLE MOTHER.

SINGLE MOTHER. I don't WANT to be married and I don't want to be in a "romantic bullshit relationship". That's for normal people who are boring and I don't "need" a relationship to feel good about myself or whole. I am complete on my own and I want my son to be raised by a KICK ASS mother.

This country doesn't even have very many examples of healthy feminism and women who are whole and complete in their own right, just for who they are, and not measuring themselves by what they have or comparing to another woman. I don't want my son raised by the Status Quo.

I saw how the FBI and this country suddenly switched on their nice smiles just because I was engaged to a Catholic man. No Catholic marriage? KILL HER. TEAR OFF EVERYTHING SHE OWNS. WELL THEN! TORTURE AWAY! TORTURE HER CHILD. OFF TO THE DUNGEON! SHE WILL SUE US IF SHE DOESN'T MARRY HIM! SHE WON'T GO TO FEDERAL JAIL!"

Yeah. It's not "hate crime". Not at all. The U.S. FBI and military and CIA, you know, just move in action and protect people who become members of the Catholic church. She's going to marry a Catholic? Okay. HOLD IT. CEASE-FIRE. She's marrying a Catholic. So now we can treat her and her son and family like maybe they're U.S. citizens and not torture camp detainees.

So Ed was laidback, in general. It was sort of strange though, because, well, things changed after Mother Theresa and Diana died. I remember the day. I'd been working there and had no real interest but it was big news and I sat at the front desk so people were talking about it. I said, "I don't know why they make such a big deal about Diana but not Mother Theresa." I had personally liked the idea of charity work Mother Theresa did. Imagine. I had no clue about Diana. So then I turned down an offer in business because I announced, "I'm going to college".

Then it was on the last day of work or something, with Ed Israel and I was asked to babysit by his wife and she just scrutinized me the whole time. I mean, hawk-eyes and I thought, "If she doesn't like me why does she want me to babysit?" So I went to her house and I really can't remember everything, but it was 1997 and I think there were 2 boys. They were cute, I think it was 2 boys but maybe a boy and girl. I sort of remember boys. I remember one of them giggled and said to me, "My Dad said you were a very attractive young woman." The boy said this in the car with the mother-wife driving. He said, "I asked Dad if you were pretty and Dad said, "She's a very attractive young woman." And then the boy giggled and looked at me with his mother, Ed's wife, in the car responding with a slow nod and matter-of-fact answer saying, "Yes, Cameo is an attractive young woman." Matter of fact. (Like I said, sometimes, I have an excellent memory--I recall a comment by a little boy I met one time, in 1997). Then this woman knocked on the door and was a good friend of Ed's wife, and she just interrogated me up one side and down the other. I didn't know why I was so interesting to her but all she did was ask questions about my parents. On the East Coast, with Lisa's friends, this happened once or twice, but they were people who were more interested in themselves (those friends) than me (I thought). But this woman came in and asked a ton of questions and she was clearly the friend of the Israel's.

What was odd was that then the mother, Ms. Israel, came home and chastised me for allowing a "stranger" into the house while babysitting.

It was the strangest thing. It was more like, "No, you sent Harriet-the-Spy over here and now you want to say your spy is my fault." They knew eachother. I couldn't believe it. It was the only time I was ever insulted on the Oregon side of babysitting and being a nanny.

The woman who came to the house (the door was still open and she'd left it open while the boys played and I was making dinner) knew Ms. Israel well and Ed and I was an extremely cautious babysitter, never letting people in and locking the door behind me, but she knew them and it was obvious and then all of a sudden Ms. Israel was making a big deal about it. I believe this woman even asked if I had a boyfriend, aside from asking questions about my parents. I think I told her no I was waiting until marriage. Her eyes bugged.

It was sometime in the spring or summer because I remember the weather that day. It was sunny and then I think it sprinkled lightly. There was a moderate breeze, I remember it was a gorgeous day, weather-wise. It might have been late summer. I remember leaves...I think leaves were just starting to change color maybe and the sun was very bright and strong and the wind was moderate and kind of brisk, the way I like and then it was dusk and it sprinkled with rain when she came back.

Ed's wife drove a white Volvo stationwagon. She had bleached blond bobbed hair and was attractive and sent her kids to the Episcopal private school, which is where Lorraine and Rabbi Roses' kids went. The Rose-Lewis's had a black VW stationwagon and an audi.

I guess I never thought about it until tonight, but they must have known eachother. I never thought about it but I was approached to work for Lorraine at my church by a woman who worked for her named "Penny". So Penny knew me from church at New Song and she approached me one day asking if I wanted to take over her job working for a Rabbi's family. I said sure, because at the time I was doing volunteer work and could fit it in so I thought, "Maybe God wants me to".

I remember thinking, "First I was a nanny and now I'm going to be a personal assistant...this is definitely going down and not "up" on the totem pole or "corporate ladder"." But my thinking then, was that this is what Jesus would prefer. I thought, "Well, backwards is sometimes forwards in the spiritual realm." So I decided it was my time to learn how to be a servant, and to set aside all my hidden gifts and talents, to serve others, I thought, like Jesus did."

So that's what I did. I went from being a nanny to an even "lower" form of household help, doing something I hated to do, "cleaning". It was more than cleaning, but that's how I saw it.

I chose to do this and basically, I was "rewarded" with hate crime.

Anyway, yeah, after that came Hate. Lots of Jewish notice with Catholics and then hate crimes.

So the Rabbi Rose's son Josh Rose went to the Episcopal private school and so did Ed Israel's kids. It was Oregon Episcopal School off of Nicol road. Rose's were "reform Jews" and the Israel's were "conservative Jews" but his wife was still Catholic.

I'd put money on the idea that she knew who the Middleton's were.
I sense a bad feeling since about 11 p.m. Probably my family or son. I guess I write about a psalm and something shifts in the world...or what. I ate garlic? What else am I supposed to do with garlic? I don't smear it on my doorposts. Anyway, bad vibe with my mention of garlic and psalms. I guess it's something bad.
I moved my Bible over to set on top of an empty plastic container and it slipped out from under my biblia and says: "I can't believe it's not BUTTER!" It's right next to the names Shepard and Wasson. I had them written down on an envelope and was looking into some things the other day.

I had Mexican food today, lots of tortillas with avocado, red kidney beans, mayo and cilantro, lettuce & cabbage, tomato, and ate 4 of them or more. Then I had a fried piece of bread with mayo and the same stuff on it. Earlier had oatmeal with raisins and flax seed, wheat germ and then my green potion.

Lots and lots of hate crime. Not that it wasn't already fomenting. I think that something first seemed out of place when a car/truck maybe tried to run me off the road coming back from the Bechtolds. And then it was noticing snubbery from the Catholic college after this, so I got on bad footing with some Catholics in 1992. Then I guess I didn't notice anything really until the East Coast.

What's weird, is the only conspiracy idea I ever had back then was that I wondered what had really happened to the Thebault guy that died. All I know about him was that he owned a business and went to Notre Dame and was Brian Thebault's brother and he died in an accident and the first time I ever had a thought about "I wonder if it was really an accident" was with him. I always had this idea, tucked in the back of my mind, "I wonder if he's hiding out in a Witness Protection program somewhere." But I never heard a big story. I was 18 and all I ever heard was that he'd died in an accident. I might have said something out loud, wondering idly, but it was never a big deal..I think it just crossed my mind a few times. I probably wondered because it was in 1993-1994 and I thought, if someone is that rich, or someone wants something badly enough or to move someone out of the way, I bet they could do that. I never had any ideas about who would do it, ever. I just wondered if he'd been involved in something that put him in danger. I think it crossed my mind years later, after some other things happened to me and I wondered what was going on. Because I never thought about anything like that until my own life felt endangered and I didn't feel endangered there, at that time or anything.

I saw this one special on a criminal t.v. show once, about this author who was writing Steven King, Dean Koontz type books but about CIA stuff. He wrote spy novels and his info for his books was from being friends with retired spies and spooks. So he was in the middle of a new one with some added classified information and a certain idea, and he disappeared. The show, I'll never forget it, said he was driving along on an upramp and he was going the wrong way on a one-way. So all they knew was how his car disappeared. They said it was weird because he was going the wrong way on a one-way and his lights were out. He went off the ramp and into the water and the things that stood out were that his laptop was missing, and then secondly, my question out loud at the time was: "Why were the lights off?" I thought no one turns their lights off on a one-way unless they're trying to get away from someone or something maybe. Somehow they'd determined the lights were off before he plunged into the water.

And I don't know why this special stuck in my mind but it did because it made me think about the dangers of even writing books and maybe not knowing what you're dealing with. So it had been written off as an accident but the family still thought it was maybe a crime.

They never found the laptop. And anyway, I thought it was really interesting, mostly because why would police write it off as an accident when something like a whole laptop was missing? He'd made some phone calls to family before the accident occured. I don't remember his name though. I just remember the story from several years ago.

Anyway, I never thought of anyone around me involved but I wondered. There were rude people there. I remember Lisa Thebault telling me not to socialize with those in a "class above" me. Like, don't associate or socialize because you're here to work, but then they didn't want me socializing with the housekeeper either. I didn't think they were bad people at all, just really rude sometimes, and what's weird, is that I chose to be a housekeeper after working there. My main thing with them was just not getting time off or being paid and being treated sort of mean.

In my opinion, what has happened to me seems to be more Middleton-UK connected than anything else. Which is odd because I never thought about any of them. But I remember feeling accepted socially, in general, until halfway through working at CTR, the computer company and then a few of the computer guys didn't like me but upper management always did and I had a lot of headhunters but I never went with them. I was always too loyal for my own good.

I have passed up countless opportunities by refusing to leave a job out of loyalty.

I was headhunted in D.C. in 2008 and turned offers down. I was headhunted in Oregon and turned offers down. I've had plenty of rich men try to date me and more than one bring up marriage and I've turned it down.

I want what I can't have.

I want to be a single mom.

Strange, how this idea is most threatening of all to some group. I don't know if it's even a threatening idea anymore or they are just so full of hate they deliberately want to block me from having whatever it is I want most. So no matter what they think it is, they've used hate crime to accomplish their goals.

So I think it's time to sue the FBI.

I think some of the people I worked with in D.C. were FBI. Boy, did they come to my RESCUE or WHAT?!

The most horrible thing is that all the way over in D.C., people knew that my son and my parents were being tortured separately. They knew. They knew that I'd been tortured too. They all knew.

No one has someone shot up with Haldol just "to give them a good writing experience". At first I even sort of went with, okay, if I have to compromise and LIE and say I'm nuts (sort of) just to get my son back, I will...and that's what I was promised.

Who breaks promises?


Not even for "govt. research" purposes does an agency deliberately have someone shot up with Haldol. And that's not the only time I was drugged, because it was just as bad with other things. But that was at least a point where they literally and deliberately degraded me and subjected me to cruel and inhumane treatment and then tried to ruin my mind, just to get at me for revenge, to make enemies happy, and to get at my parents and whoever else they imagined might care.

And our dog is traumatized by a British accent? that's not normal.
I am looking at this reporter's handbook to FOIA and all this time the FBI was telling me not to send any FOIA requests directly to Portland or Seattle but only to D.C. And then on this website it says you have to make separate requests. It states:

"Sometimes it is advisable to send separate requests to agency headquarters and to field offices that may have records you want. The FBI, for example, searches its field offices for records only when requests are made directly to those offices; a request to the bureau in Washington, D.C., will lead only to a search of its central files. If you are unsure which federal agency or office has the records you want, send the same request to several of them."

I don't think it's funny.

These people have seriously ruined the last 10 years of my life and made the first 5 years of my son's life without his mother a living hell.

And all the time the FBI sent back these snide responses claiming they didn't know my name or couldn't find it, or I was a man and not a woman, they made fun of me while I was getting set up to be tortured along with my son. And then they gave me inaccurate information telling me to only send requests to D.C. when different offices have different files. Well, I can say I was obstructed by all of them. The local Seattle and Portland offices obstructed me as much as D.C. did.

They did the same just recently, with my trying to get a passport without delay, and with trying to get my NCIC records and being told they couldn't process the record and I had to pay all over again.

How about they need to pay me for my "experience" with Alvaro. "Was it a good experience?" How about Safe House pay. Do I get paid for every year the FBI put my son and family in extreme danger and without a safe house?

I don't even have my NCIC records, still, because of more of the FBI's deliberate attempts to obstruct me.

It must be super super bad.

It's hard to believe it when someone tells you it's bad. You can go on and on and on and talk about conspiracy and torture and corruption and say it's bad, and then it was like my wake up call "it's federal". Huh? oh yeah soon as someone else says something, it doesn't sound very know it's true yourself, but to hear others confirm it is hard to, either they are playing a joke or are they really serious? nah...It's hard to believe criminals even, when the criminals or people who are even doing some of the harm, try to fill you in. You think, no, not really. Nah. Can't be. Yeah yeah, and that's what I've been saying, but naaaah....and then you realize, when it's that big, it's rightfully almost impossible to believe. So I know it's FBI but what I am still realizing is that this must be incredibly bad, whatever they're covering up, because they've been covering it up since 2004 or earlier. And then to refuse FOIA is bad enough, or suspicious, but then to be tortured after asking for this? I mean, brutally tortured? and then, it gets even worse...the FBI literally steps it up to have people beat up, drugged, assaulted, and worse? killed. It's HUGE because they are the middle man. The FBI is the only U.S. agency that makes a difference between my safety and my son's safety, and our being tortured. No other agency has this responsibility or capacity and power. They are the middle man between the dealers of torture and the victims.

For my NCIC, they didn't even want me to have this in time for a court case. I was trying to get it and they kept saying it changed and I had to pay over again and then they wrote and said I didn't have to pay the application fee again but I had to pay for another set of fingerprints.

These guys are taking souveniers not evidence.

How many times have I been fingerprinted now, since 2004? Try something like 40 times. They already had my electronic prints, and scanned into different systems, and jail prints from different systems, and then they have taken tons of card prints and handprints and wrist prints and now these guys delay processing again and say they need another set of card prints. This is all for someone who hasn't committed even ONE of the misdemeanors they've lied about.

All they've done is steal from me. The FBI steals from me and hires Christa Schneider to spy for them and then they don't want me to figure out who is trying to put me in a nuthouse to cover for what they've done. They tortured us and then steal my son.

I heard some snip of news for a minute today with some guy saying, "IT'S LIKE WE'RE IN A 3RD WORLD COUNTRY OR SOMETHING!!! THEY'RE USING MACE ON US AND EVERYTHING!" and the guy is breathless and shocked and talking fast, like he can't believe this riot and it was the first time I laughed all day, just the ludicrous idea and thinking, "Yeah, I know." Like he thinks mace in a riot is HUGE. Well, it is and I'm not laughing at HIM. I'm laughing because the FBI gave us Yodak wherever we go and kidnapped my son from me too, shocking, in the civilized world, and no one does anything about it.

It was weird the other night though, because I got up one time and went up this one way and it wasn't just my parent's house, a neighbor's house was getting fried too. i thought that was really strange. They were gone, like all cars gone, so I didn't know if they left bc someone was slamming them too, and it got to them and they had to sleep somewhere else or if it was emanating from their house, but it was up a distance from my own place and I thought how weird. It was just a couple houses back. I couldn't even feel it from my own place but I walked back and it was the "ink bursting out of pen" technology and extremely strong and was over more than one house.

And then some lady just a house back, supposedly got carried away for yelling that "They're coming after me! They're coming to get me!" and my parents said, see you want to end up like that? the point being if you talk about what's going on, that's what they do to you. But I thought this is very Edward Scissorhands, with a creepy neighborhood set up to where some elderly woman is heard shrieking from her house they're coming after her and then police arrived and took her away.

So I wanted to know where she was and thought, "She sounds like someone who is in her right mind to me." She's probably one of few who talks. So I thought "who did she think was coming to get her? police? and then they did? or military? and then they did? disguised as police?"

She wasn't totally crazy because yeah, they came to get her. Her house is now up for sale and empty.


COME ON! You'd LUV it here. PROMISE. Bring your hairsetter helmet!

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Insane ramblings from an insane mind. How sad and pathetic. If only you could have one moment of lucidity to read your own ramblings and realize how crazy you are. The FBI doesn't care about you. No one really cares about you enough to try to orchestrate this conspiracy. Really, the only people that care about you are your family and you keep throwing them under the bus in your blog. GET MEDS. GET WELL.