Saturday, November 30, 2013

Disfiguring with Use of Computer Technology

I already mentioned how someone broke into my house and did something to my chin (which I photographed) and that it was vibrating after, or tingling in a way consistent with being radioactive or active in a reaction to some energy field.  I showed the photos and at the same time, someone had made an incision into another part of my body (which I wrote about).

This thing done to my chin was the exact same thing done to me in 1986.  It was done in Hood River, Oregon when I was assaulted (the police there were involved and have never taken my report, not even when I mailed it to them while I was still a pre-teen), and then the tingling and weird reaction and monitoring of me was done in Portland, Oregon while I was sent to take online courses through OSU.

I had the same feeling and same reaction to my chin then, at that time, and the same marks from whatever was done to me as well.  I also had the reaction occurring mostly when I was sitting in front of a computer screen, as I had to do for OSU online courses.

It was after this, I was assaulted in FBI offices with other technology, in addition to what was already being done to me, and then they were asking for full body MRI scans of me.  It wasn't Seattle Police headquarters (which we went to) asking for the MRIs.  It was FBI.  It wasn't like the FBI was the good guy either.  They were torturing me inside of their own offices and then requesting MRIs to be sent to them, which they possibly passed on to Pentagon people, but it was through FBI, not regular police.

So this is still continuing.  I don't know if this computer monitor has a 2-way screen or internal camera inside of it (it was a huge pressure to get this computer and then Fred Meyer made such an issue about my returning it, and lied, I am not shopping there anymore).  I don't recommend Fred Meyer as a business after what they did, and I haven't finished the process of reporting them to reporting faculties with commerce.  Basically, not only while I'm in front of my computer screen, do I then notice this odd targeting feeling to my chin, it is happening when I am a short distance from the computer but when it's on as well.  In addition to this, the line that got marked onto my nose only happened when I was sitting in front of this laptop and I could feel it as it was being done.

There is no other part of my body, anywhere, that has anything happening to it, like this.  Everything that's been done to disfigure me or cause skin problem appearance has been to areas that face and are in direct proximity to the computer screen, and/or were targeted with some kind of chemical after I was assaulted and drugged in the middle of the night while I tried to sleep.

In Hood River, Oregon, I was assaulted by people into hypnosis, and who were connected to police and detectives there, as well as alternate school people. 

Another time I was hypnotized by someone was by Roger Beachy, who is from Michigan and who President Barak Obama nominated for a major promotion.  I met him and he used to discuss plants but he is into hypnotizing people and he did this with me.  One day when I was taken to see him, instead of being nice as usual, he assaulted me.  I was so shocked as a kid because I had really liked him.  I still think he's a good teacher.  But he wigged out, went mad,  and instead of being nice and talking about plants again, he assaulted me and made me give him a blow job.   I was severely beat up by him and smacked around a room that was well-lit, with large windows, and plants lining the shelf of the window.  He whacked me to the point where I would stand up and he'd whack me back down again. I had gone to see him and was giggling over something funny he'd said and happy to be there, with a good feeling and then out of nowhere, this jeckel-hyde complex reversed and he suddenly went nuts.  I had something like, "I know you're trying to hypnotise me" because he'd done it before, and I caught him and said something before he continued.  He freaked out, forced me down, smacked me, and forced me to give him a blow job and then hit me more.  So instead of hypnosis, he tried to intimidate me with sexual assault.  It's possible his hypnotism was for facilitating sexual assault in the first place, but if so, he had to skip over the hypnosis part that time.   He's basically not just a scientist but a programmer (mind control) and hypnotist.  He has a relative in England I believe, who sounds and sort of looks like him but is a different person.  Barak Obama would have a motive for promoting him, because both of them assaulted me.  He also said something about how "that" (what he did to me) was for "Mike Middleton".  I never forgot that part because I was shocked he knew Middletons and wondered how he knew them and was that why he'd just sexually assaulted me?  So Roger Beachy sexually assaulted me for "Mike Middleton" and then Carol Middleton was present for me to be raped by Barak Obama in Seattle. He also then forced me to stay on my knees on a hard floor so long I could hardly walk out.   So as many people as Barak can get on his side, that go up for major promotions and positions of authority, the more power Barak Obama and others who assaulted me or did anything wrong, have with affecting my future and my son's future.  I would say it's pretty obvious Beachy is FBI-connected, like Barak Obama.  So here I have these people, who are all part of some kind of assault-Cameo gang, and all of them are getting into these crazy-high positions, as rewards for hate crime and anti-competition against me.

When my Dad came to pick me up, he grabbed my arm and had me go with him like he was glad I'd just been assaulted.  He didn't act sorry about it, or like he felt bad, he acted like he and Roger Beachy had the same plan.  This is the same way he acted when he grabbed me by the arm and forced me to go to the basement in Seattle with Barak so Barak could rape me.  They have Middleton in common.

Of individuals that specifically hypnotized me or practiced these techniques, one was Roger Beachy; one was in Hood River; one was connected to people I had to see after I ran away from school in Moses Lake; one was probably Melanie, my babysitter; and then others I might not remember at this time. 

So what's one sexual assault perv going to do for another?  Promotion.  Barak Obama, who raped me when I was a minor, promoted Beachy, who forced me to give him a blow job, to a high position in government.  I think Obama must have felt they could protect each other better if they all helped each other into authority positions.  He gave Beachy the director job of Food and Agricultural oversight or something.  It's some kind of USDA type of job in science.

From what I recall, it was an office at OSU when Roger Beachy beat me up.  He was there visiting apparently, and I was enrolled in courses and talking about how I wanted to study plant genetics and he said, "NO" after first having been friendly and nice.  Actually, that was possibly Jeff Stone.  I remember some other things about what happened too, and who was there.  He got really mad when I said I wanted to study science and then I said something about his trying to hypnotise me.  I know Jeff Stone was around at some point because he and Roger knew each other.

I wonder if any of them knew the psychologist I was forced to see after all that? 

Thursday, November 28, 2013

U.S. Anticompetition Ex. Torture During Math Study For Exam

I am studying for a science exam and the same thing that was done to me as a preteen is being done again now.

I am being tortured with use of energy technology, which began specifically as I was studying the math examples for 'transformation' and other math models for science.

It was the exact same thing that happened when I took the same class in 1986.

I wasn't tortured for areas of studying where it was linguistic, but it was always being directed against my studying for math, I believe to really try to dumb me down.

It's the same chapters for the same book and most of the same slides.  I remember the exam.  This term, I've remember most of the classes and the slides from before.  There is one chance to take the exam (for plant pathology) and I can tell you before I even go to the site to access the test, what is on it, or what was on it in 1986, because I remember it from then.  So unless it's changed, and most of the other tests were not changed (I believe for U.S. government purposes of trying to 'assess' now-and-then after they didn't kill me through attempted assassination) there is a whole section on transformations, and a question about the Q fungicides and most of the test is based on math models and chapter 8, which is the section on viruses.

Pretty much, you could say at times my memory is almost photographic. Not quite, but close enough.  Which is why I distinctly remember faces and places of where I've been in the past and know the United States is a liar.

The U.S. has lied about my son as well, and about my parenting or ability to raise my own child, and it's because they are Class A System Liars.

They've lied about me, used me in proximity to many intelligence officers and agents who are now in prison, tortured me inside of FBI offices and my own house and other locations, and have been system-abusers that have tried to extract MRI or CT scans of my head every 3 years, or spinal taps, to see how some of their chemical and technology torture has affected my body.

They've lied about my intelligence level, about my abilities, which countries I've been to, what persons or officials I've met or known, and a whole number of other things.

The U.S. lied about me to effect the kidnapping of my son Oliver.

Most of their lies, since the 80s, have been for anti-competition and hate crime reasons, with most of the assault coming from individuals who have U.S. government positions and felt assaulting or raping me was a way to get revenge for ideas that I had personally been responsible for killing someone or out of hate crimes with the idea CIA defector Edward Lee Howard was responsible for killing someone.  Almost all of the torture and abuse has been directly aimed at my intelligence and at attempts to reduce my PSI (psychic) abilities and my intelligence level or the appearances of what I am capable of (I.Q.), and this has been a direct aim since Katie Middleton became U.S. classified property, and since someone thought it was a way to ruin me when I said I didn't think she was more than average for a kid her age, intellectually.

All targeting of my scholastic ability, I.Q., and psychic abilities began at that time, and was right about the time I was introduced to James (Whitey) Bulger, who was with the FBI, and the FBI was really HOT about Katie Middleton.  She was an FBI Darling.

I just took the test and it was one I remembered but the one with more of the math was a quiz I haven't taken yet, not a test.  However, on this exam, most of the questions and diagrams were the same, to the same wheat stem rust and barberry cycle diagram.

So why not get all answers correct if I remember?  I remember content, but not always the specific conclusions.

Monday, November 25, 2013

(UPDATED) Iron Triggers Seizure/Epilepsy

I know a combination of habanero and ginko triggered seizure symptoms in me but I just found another one.


Maybe this is why someone branded me with a big iron shape on my back.  I got some iron because I thought using a little extra would improve my red blood cells and energy levels.  I've been anemic in the past but not recently but thought it couldn't hurt.

I read between 100 to 200 mgs additional is acceptable for first trying to achieve higher iron level stores.  I have 27 mg tablets that don't bother me.  However, when I have been taking 3 of them at the same time, I am having seizure symptoms.

I just had to get up and splash cold water on my face, put my hands in cold water, and drink cold water a little, because I started drooling and was feeling like throwing up.  It happens right away, within 5 minutes or so of taking the pills and has occurred each time I've used them in this amount.

I went online to see if iron is a seizure trigger and it is, along with other metals.

I am able to definitely induce or reproduce my epilepsy or seizure symptoms with iron supplements.  So for those with seizures or any symptoms similar, this is something to watch for.

I'm not sure what the deal is with my blood.  I think if someone has blood that doesn't coagulate the same way, there are possibly benefits to that person individually, without injury, but it's probably a balance with different mechanisms.

I seriously wonder if my having seizure attacks from iron has anything to do with why an iron mark was burned onto my back.

Anyway, too much of it brings on seizure symptoms.

Well I think I got two things confused.  I think it's a combination of iron with ginko, taken at the same time.

I thought about it because I wondered why I was feeling so sick in the morning when I started taking more Iron, but I had also been taking a few other standard vitamins with no adverse effect, and one tablet of ginko.  Ginko works well for me, but I've noticed before I have a reaction if I take it with really hot chili peppers, like habaneros.  It is also fine if I take vitamins and one 27 mg of iron and then this one tablet.  But when I increased the iron 2 tablets from 27 to 81 mg, I didn't just get sort of nauseous, I started drooling with my seizure symptoms.

I noticed when I took 81 mg at night, without taking ginko, I had no reaction.  So it was mostly in the morning, on emptier stomach, and the combination of ginko and higher levels of iron.  I think it's just timing.  Iron really made me feel better.  So now, if I space them out, I have no reaction.

My solution to seizure symptoms in the morning when I had it, was to put my head down to not feel lightheaded and dizzy, basically I lean over and if I keep my head down it helps with dizziness and nausea, and then I heat up with a sudden flush feeling.  So if I go to the sink and keep my hands in cold water, and splash my face with cold water and drink small sips of cold water, I feel a little better.  I also ate a banana the first time it happened and this was soothing and then apples too. 

I never throw up but I almost thought I would.  My symptoms are nausea that feels like the kind of way you feel before throwing up, but instead, it's a sudden heat through my body, a dizzy feeling, and sudden instant production of saliva like drooling.  It always feels like brink of emergency, like if I don't control and calm myself, I might pass out or go into throwing up, so the head down and cold water works and then once calmed down a little that way, a small amount of food.

So I think, be careful of ginko with the iron at the same time.  I feel like iron really helped to restore my energy levels and ginko also helps with energy and circulation, but it's a matter of timing and spacing things out.

I actually remembered how Will o' Wales looked when he was having seizures.  We had about the same kind.  I mean, from what I remember, we did.  His were maybe worse but he was younger and I had worse ones when I was younger too.  It wasn't some other kid--it was him.  I remember the exact expression on his face.  And then of course I would tell people out loud, but a few times I think it was happening and I didn't know right away.  He didn't just instantly convulse.  There was an onset.  He would get a blank look to his face or stop playing and be quiet and then look down or slightly drop his head, and he drooled, like me.  Then he would go into convulsions sometimes and I wasn't convulsing myself all the time then--someone had to deliberately trigger it in me to get it to happen.  The only thing that was slightly different was his lower lip looked slightly larger than it is now I think but I haven't looked at any photos for a very long time.  He would put his lower lip out just a little and then drool.

It was horrible because it started happening every time he was brought to play with me.  I got upset because I couldn't play ball with him or play with other toys with him anymore, and even though I was a kid, I know it sounds weird, but I started to think someone was causing him to have them on purpose around me, so he wouldn't play with me anymore.  I thought it was sabotage then, as a kid.  But what I couldn't figure out, was why.  I like playing with little kids and babies and did the same with my cousins.  So it was a little strange.  Then on the same day someone told me not to follow Katie Middleton who was in a truck with my Dad, I was told to turn around and look "at your brother" and I was so confused.  There were two kids there.  William of Wales and the other one was, I believe Lee Howard.  They were walking towards me and I saw them, and said, "That's not my brother!" (neither looked like Levi) and went running after Katie to get in the truck.

Which is really incredibly crazy.  They had William running towards me with a ball in his hands, and then Lee Howard was there (it looked like him and I think his name was said) looking miserable.  My brother "Levi" was not there at all.  I looked at one and looked at the other and screamed it wasn't my brother and ran from both of them.  I figured they couldn't have meant William because they always called him William, not my brother, and why would they spring brother on me at the last minute for him anyway, when I saw him all the time?  I didn't see Lee all the time so I assumed Lee was the one they were saying was my brother.  But regardless, I ran away from both boys, and out of one man's arms turning me around and sort of desperately pleading with me to look, and go the other way, and I whipped out and away, spun around, and ran wildly after KATIE in the truck with my Dad.  I got in and she sat in the middle.  Then I wondered why it didn't seem so satisfying to be sitting there.

I remember some of the adults who were present started smirking and laughing because, I knew, then, they were glad I was running the other way.

For all I know, they even programmed me to associate William with balls and seizures and torture, whether it was my fault or not.  He did not look like a happy kid at ALL.

I got the idea about cold water from Anne, Princess Anne, of Wales.  When I was very young and had seizures at their house, Anne and my Mom and some other woman would dunk my head into ice water.  There wasn't ice in the water, but the water was as cold as ice.  It was freezing cold.  It was the only natural thing that stopped my seizures but then the "remedy" began to feel like torture, like they were just putting my head under cold water for no reason.  They would put my hands and head in cold water and sometimes my entire body in a tub,  but I mostly remember it was my head and hands.  The CIA probably got their "water-boarding" ideas from it.  At the time, at first, it was done, I remember, when I had epilepsy or seizure starting.  I overheard them saying it's what they'd done for hundreds of years.  So at first, I thought it was just to help but then sometimes one of them would take it further than that and get a mean face and hold me underwater longer than necessary until I was gasping for air.

As to the time they had William try to run to me, with a ball in his hand, and Lee Howard there, and I was being told one of them was my brother, I turned and ran from them screaming.  I remember I saw William's pathetic face and he wanted to play I thought and didn't look happy, he looked lonely and saw me and brightened up, and Charles was there, having him go to me, and then Lee Howard looked skinny and like he wasn't sleeping.  I remember I didn't know who this Lee person was, but I felt bad running from William when he was trying to run to me.  So I effectively rejected him and rejected Lee and who knows what Lee was being told.

I ran after the truck because I saw Katie get in and I was jealous of the time she spent with my Dad and wondered why he was driving away from ME with KATIE in his truck.  So he actually didn't seem that happy to see me either, but I felt relieved, because it was what I "knew" was that this man driving the truck was my Dad, and then on the seat of the truck was a Bible.  I had a bad feeling about something but I didn't know what it was.  Something was wrong.

I based my decision on how smart I thought Katie was from that meeting and a few other times.  I decided then and there in the truck, she wasn't all she was cracked up to be.  I decided she wasn't really that smart for a kid her age, and she was a goody-two-shoes.  I mean, what was she doing sitting there with a Bible?  with my Dad?  and acting so "sweet"?  I'm sure some of my feelings were from feeling hurt by it, but I also sized her up then and there.  He had been giving her some kind of a Bible lesson.  I knew because the Bible was there on the seat and then she started to pick it up and said should she still read and he said no.  He was basically having Katie Middleton read out of the Bible to him while all of those same people were plotting to have me tortured and raped.  When I got in the truck he acted annoyed and told her not to keep reading while I was there. 

I was punished for my estimations of her.  It was after this I told James (Whitey) Bulger what I thought about her.

So then, it's really creepy when later, when I was being set up by the U.S. FBI and others, to be raped by Barak Obama, Carol Middleton was sitting on the couch in the aftermath, holding out a ball to me and then another woman taking it and holding it out to me again and I walked away from them.  I was being told to help the men load their cars with money and weapons, including the electrocution device used on my head.  When I went back to the house after a group tried to take off with me in an SUV to the airport, what was going on?  Some kind of a Bible lesson.  My Dad that I was told was my Dad, (one of the Robert Garrett's), before being told it's Edward Howard, was there with Carol Middleton, a baby bottle of milk, honey on a spoon, and reading some kind of scripture with what looked like a baby there.  This was, of course, right after they had electrocuted me in that house and had Barak rape me.

The other thing, going on this tangent from seizure reactions to paternity, was when I stayed with Spencers, and Johnny Spencer, he wanted me to call him Dad and once he gave me a nickname but had been calling me Elizabeth and then the German man I stayed with, called me Elizabeth.  That's the German man who got tortured by being forced to see videos of ME being tortured as a kid.  From what I knew, he was trying to help Johnny Spencer hide me.  He said (the German man said) "I'll call you Elizabeth" and I said "Well, what about a nickname?"

I have another odd very early memory of knowing French.  Yeah, like the French language.  It was maybe not for a really long time, but you know the Madeline books, where the nun is walking out for a field trip with a bunch of little kids in uniforms in a line behind her? When I saw that picture book for the first time I recognized my old teacher and me and my classmates.  I don't know how long I was with them, or was taught by them, but they spoke French, and we all wore the same thing and it was exactly like the Madeline books.  Like some kind of early, early preschool with a nun.  People FREAK out when I bring up that memory (as I've done seldom in the past).

All of this "No!" Denial business.  It's possible it was in Canada, because they speak French there and I had some family there and we went to visit.  However, because I was taken around the world when I was very young, it is possible it was literally in France or something.  They were not speaking German, English or Russian.  They spoke French.  I know I wasn't very happy there.  It was like an austere boarding school.  It is possible I was only there for a summer, or maybe only a few weeks.  It could have been in any range but I was very young and I did look forward to the outdoor "walks".  We went on walks with the nun.

Saturday, November 23, 2013

(UPDATED) Computer Hacking/Obstruction (Now)

I have someone hacking my connection and disrupting it, turning it off and on every few seconds to every minute or so.  Basically, my wifi is showing a constant signal and something else is turning it off and on repeatedly, which is hacking.

I know it's hacking because this would not be occurring the day after someone pulled through the driveway with hazard lights going off and on, unless someone today wanted to be malicious and try to annoy me and disrupt my work by repeatedly turning my computer connection off and on, which is occurring on a day I have to study for exams online.

The reason I know it's turning off and on, is not just because of stalled websites and my email not going to my email for over a half hour, and that kind of thing, is also because I have youtube on and the music is being turned on and off and then just stalled and kept off for 5-10 minutes at a time.
UPDATED:  I wanted to add, today 11/24/13, that shortly after I typed this post (last night), the problem was fixed somehow and I had no further problems with the disconnections. 

U.S. Pentagon/NASA Torture Tonight & Murder for Hate Crimes

I am being targeted for torture since early this last night. 

I am being targeted with use of remote surgery technology that facilitates remote torture by use of energy weapons the U.S. has been using, with Navy and U.S. Army assistance.

They targeted the left side of my head repeatedly and then switched to the right side of my head, after I published my post about torture from electrocution with metal strips to the sides of my head.

They started torturing me, exactly after I posted some photos of myself and then a link to a song with the caption "Johnny hates Jazz". 

Immediately before I posted additional photos, I had an advertisement pop up that was comparing how smart people spend their time and how do stupid people spend their time (with the implied meaning that smart people spend their time getting savings on car insurance and stupid people have nothing to show for what they do and are therefore stupid).

This was sent to my computer after I started putting up photos of myself.  There isn't any reason for torture out of the blue and pop-up ads that directly try to belittle someone's use of time, without someone being jealous and catty and attempting to demean me out of hate crime motives.

This is a regular pattern I've noticed over the years, about when I am picked on and tortured, by any means, and for any reason.  It is constantly something done with the exact same hate crime pattern and not having anything to do with science.  It is always following jealousy over photos of me, or hatred if I refuse to pay attention to some man or woman who thinks I should pay attention to them, hatred if I don't want to be abused sexually and want to pursue my intellectual or academic goals, hatred over how I do my hair, hatred over my white skin, hatred over my having a small nose, hatred that I look young for my age, hatred that I'm thin and in shape and like to work out, hatred that I'm good at sports,...

It is always the same thing.  Hatred that I sing well, hatred that I tested out as a genius so now someone wants to ruin my college so I look dumber than I am, hatred over my owning my own house when I was 21, hatred over my ability to manage money so then stalking to try to "catch her" spending money more frivously, it's always hate.

Hatred I'm reading the Bible in the closest, hatred I am going to chapel, so now someone feels they have to do something to make me look "bad" or less spiritual, because they think I'm "better" than they are.  Hatred over my social life so I'm targeted with people who pretend to be my friend in order to shoot me down and then make me more afraid to be social.

How dare I read my Bible in my closet.  I am supposed to look "bad" and bad enough that everyone keeps wanting to electrocute me, right?

Robert Garrett Jr, a Jew, and Barak Obama, a black man, tortured me out of hate crimes against me.  They hated me because I had been living with, and was related to, an older man who hated Jews and blacks.  He had a cat that I took care of and I lived with him in his apartment and then they broke into his place and murdered him in front of me.  Before they murdered him, when he was already an older man, they made sure he witnessed my being raped and tortured by a Jew and a black, the same people he hated.

The man they murdered in front of me was German.  He loathed Blacks and Jews and he was protecting me from Robert Garrett Jr.  I was living in hiding in another country when they went after him.  They broke into our apartment, forced him to watch videos of me being tortured until he cried, and then they murdered him and kidnapped me.  The man called me "Anna".

I am positive I am not related to either Dicksie or Bob Garrett.  I remember too many times that I was being kidnapped by them, and tortured for revenge against others.  They used me, with the U.S., to commit hate crimes to avenge their own ideas of others that they thought committed hate crimes.  So all they have ever used me for is for revenge.

"National security" interests is a lie to cover for a hate crime revenge motive.  They didn't want me to have any children to spite people I'm related to as well, biologically.

Hazard Lights (someone coming through driveway)

Someone came through the driveway around 3 a.m. with hazard lights on.  I wouldn't comment but it looked like they stopped next to my parent's house and left the hazards on and then left.

Barak Obama's Desperate Need To "O.K" "Paying Our Debts

Barak Obama took his entire family to a college basketball game with a team from the school I go to:  OSU.

He did this just a few days ago, or a week ago, when OSU played against Maryland.  Everything Barak Obama has done recently, smells of desperation when he is facing a criminal complaint of rape and electrocution from me.

He wants me to lose my financial aid so I don't have money for living expenses, to disrupt my life.  His entire publicized stint about "we need to pay our debts" wasn't as much a political problem the U.S. was facing.

Remember how the entire U.S. government decided to "shut down" their offices, claiming it was over unpaid debt?  That's not true.  They shut the government down over my call to Secret Service, for the second time, in my second attempt to make a criminal report against Barak Obama for raping me when I was a minor, and electrocuting me, taking marijuana after he raped me, and a briefcase of money with him to Chicago where he was going to law school.

The last time the U.S. government shut down all of their offices, literally, was the last time I tried to report Barak Obama.  The U.S. has only shut down their offices a couple of times in the last few years, and both times, it was right after I contacted police and was told I had to report the matter to the Secret Service.

I have one investigation for one matter, pending somewhere, but the Seattle police, who I've contacted, were bribed with money to not take my report.

The other location where police have repeatedly refused to take my report, since I was a teenager, when I first mailed them a report about being sodomized in Hood River, Oregon, and beat up by some of their cops with a detective there, is Hood River police.  Hood River, Oregon, currently has a big tall black man helping run the show, who was first working for the Seattle FBI.

He knows Barak Obama and he and the other cops who were involved in the original crime, have never responded to my complaint.

The other place that has a big black guy who is corrupt and working with Barak Obama, is Seattle police department.  Before I was set up to be raped by Barak Obama, I was first taken into the Seattle Police Headquarters.  They received a bag of money.  It wasn't like all of the police at the headquarters there, were around, but a group of about 5-10 were, and they were always including a U.S. attorney in the mix.

The Hood River corrupt cops are linked to the Seattle corrupt cops by the FBI.

Both of these police offices have tried to block my reports and have not ever assigned a detective to the case.

When I was going to OSU as a pre-teen, I was assaulted while in the middle of taking classes, had a book sent late, and then when I was told I couldn't go the next term because of bad grades (which wasn't my fault), they said "You can go if you pay for some of it first" and made it impossible for me to go, because they knew I couldn't pay for it.

Barak Obama obviously knows this, and not only had government shut down over his personal problems, with the excuse to the public that it was a "debt problem", he then used his position to find a way to send a message to my college to have me kicked out of financial aid and to have them repeat what they did to me when I was a pre-teen.  THEN, he took his ENTIRE family to an OSU basketball game when he doesn't go out and take his entire family to basketball games around the country, just to watch basketball.

The only reason Barak Obama would want to go to an OSU game is to get favor from OSU, make a point of bringing them publicity as a "You do me a favor, I'll do you a favor", and possibly, to be close enough to have access to someone connected to Oregon or Washington who he knew would be there that he could send a signal to or pass a message to, as he did in the old days when he was a drug-dealing gang-banger.

Had he just talked about "we need to pay our debts" I wouldn't have thought about it.  But then all of a sudden, I was being faced with the same kind of scheme at my college, which I remembered, last time when I was a pre-teen ended my college career with them telling me I had to pay for it knowing I couldn't afford it.  And then, a few weeks after this, he's taking his kids to an OSU game?  When he was putting down his territory with Oregon and Washington decades ago?

Not only that, who has been involved in deciding to just "Shut down the government" every time a rape and aggravated assault by electrocution report about Barak Obama comes up?  I mean, is this country THAT corrupt, that an entire cabinet of Senate and Congress and politicians and intelligence are just "shutting down the government" to avoid being contacted by me when I am trying to make all these phone calls or email people to try to get somewhere this report I have a right to make?

Like I said, the FBI is RESPONSIBLE for his BACKGROUND check.  Do you REALLY think the FBI had "no idea" he had ever raped me?  He didn't just rape me.  He sat there and masturbated himself while I was being electrocuted.

I mean, that is as sick and disgusting as it gets.

He masturbated himself into a white tube sock and then the Clintons decided to get a cat and name it "Socks".  ??

So lets get the visual for what this "President" did to me, and hoped I'd never report because of my bond with my "Dad" who I'm being told is not even my biological father afterall.  I mean, I do remember when he started asking me if I wanted to call him "Dad" and why would he ask me if I wanted to call him "Dad" unless he wasn't the original one?  But I do remember that.  But here is what Barak Obama did.

Also, I already explained, he was a major drug-dealer, and worked with my Dad and Gary Goldsmith, and the Middletons and a black guy from Moses Lake named "Larry" and then they were connected to some Italians and various other inviduals.  The drug business wasn't exactly exclusive to one race or group of people.

What he did to me wasn't just some kind of drug-business deal though, it was hate crime, because he got it into his head to blame me for his own Dad's death.  However, it was pretty sick and disgusting.  He not only almost shot me when I mentioned the drugs I smelled a different time and asked him if he was taking money to Gary Goldsmith, the time the FBI had me set-up to be raped, in Seattle, with the Seattle police (or a group of them) involved in knowing to "stay out of it" ahead-of-time, imagine this...He raped me.  No condom or anything because he knew I hadn't had my period.  It was impossible for me to get pregnant and I wasn't raped vaginally before so I didn't have any kind of disease to contract at all.  For him, it was no health risk to him to rape me without a condom.

He was also coached ahead of time, by someone, about my defense techniques and how I protected myself with what kind of gymnastics or martial arts (not that I knew much of the latter) kinds of defenses.  So when one of my best defenses was that my legs were extremely strong and I could hook someone's head and neck with them into a lock, to push them off, he was ready for it.  I noticed, right away, he was waiting for that and expecting it.  I did not lie down on his bed and invite him to push me down.  He went into a rage, grabbed me, forced me down with his arms, sat on top of my legs with his knees and then he smacked me in the head and assaulted me when I tried to raise my legs to hook him in a lock and forced my legs down.  He was punching me, and hitting me and I believe he had a gun with him that he knocked my head with.  He was armed because he went for this, but because he beat me more than told me to stand still at gunpoint or anything, I only saw it when he was beating me and at the very first.  He then raped me and I bled all over and I was stunned and I went to the bathroom and was bleeding or he came out and threw toilet paper at me first actually and then I went to the bathroom and was wiping and bleeding everywhere.  He seemed proud of himself, calm all of a sudden, and happy.  It was like he was a psychopath.  He went from his outburst and violent rage to this bizarre calm and collected state.  He was sort of nervous, shaking and threw toilet paper at me but then he was acting like no big deal and right then, my Dad, who had forced me to go down to the basement with him, went downstairs with the box and a briefcase, threw the briefcase under the bed with the box and then asked Obama to take the box out and "get some socks".  He tossed him a bag of weed and said they didn't have the other stuff yet.  Why would Barak Obama only want a lunch bag sized bag of weed anyway?  I mean, he raped me and he is just a small-time user? 

I thought that was strange even as a pre-teen.  Then he sat there and they pulled their pants down.  Yeah.  Pulled their pants down together, to their ankles.  They then took out their male parts and using the tube socks Obama got out of a drawer, they turned on the electrocution box with the metal band around my head, which is the same thing the FBI did to me in their own offices, and watched, and then had me to a hospital for an MRI over, and while I was being electrocuted, they masturbated themselves until they ejaculated into the socks.

That is Barak Obama.  There is zero doubt and the people involved all knew him and his mother Stanley, who was definitely around and overweight by that time.  She was the exact same Stanley from visiting our house in Moses Lake when the black man who was "in" with Moses Lake cops (Larry) was gang-banging with Barak and Gary Goldsmith.

There is a little more to it than that but I'll save it for the report.  I just can't believe the entire country thinks they can just shut down business and hope it all tides over, rather than facing the fact he's a criminal of the worst kind. 

The FBI definitely knew about it and I believe they set it up and knew, and planned for me to be raped by him.  They got themselves into a blackmail position first, to prep for it.  They sat there and watched me being electrocuted first in their offices, to send the message of "go ahead and do whatever you want, because you can see we'll protect ourselves and we don't care about Cameo's life".  So the FBI made it clear that from Portland to Seattle, they were ALL FOR IT.  There was money dropped off with Seattle Police Headquarters first too.  All of these little details got squared away before the "big event" of having FBI and cops support Barak Obama raping me and electrocuting me.

Is that sick and corrupt or not?  It's not just a few of them.  The entire agency, from the FBI Headquarters, was responsible and knew about it because the Directors they chose had been people from the DOJ  White House basement gang-bangs.  It's like you couldn't get a job as the head of the FBI if you weren't a worse criminal than the worst inmate on death row in prison.  The stranglers, child pedophile rapists and sodomists, were the ones who got hired for the top jobs.  So then they did a little top-down management from where they were, to get a group of regional people squared away, and then said, "Go ahead and torture, rape, sodomize, and electrocute, and drug this kid". 

I hardly think any normal person gets hired into the FBI anymore.  If there was one or two, somehow, the main group kept them out of the office on the days they committed their group crimes, and then probably somehow found ways to discredit them, block them from investigating, or fired them and defamed them. 

So the FBI is in charge of the Background Checks, and they set me up to be raped and tortured by Barak Obama and a group of adults (I was the only kid there until later possibly there were other kids but not being harmed like I was).  What is the point of an FBI Background Check then?  There's no way they can use a "security" claim on this.  The FBI could come up with some crazy idea that "national security" was to secure blackmail on Obama so the FBI could control him and he would know he was only "allowed" to be President if he supported FBI agendas, but that would be a lie.  They were full of hatred and they made several disgusting rounds of gang-banging by government officials against me. I mean, it was really, really bad and has been bad.

I don't trust any of them and I don't trust my family because I honestly don't even think I'm related to any of them.  I don't see what other reason they'd have than this, to treat me differently from everyone else, as if I am not one of them and it's fine to torture me and my son. 

Friday, November 22, 2013

(photos) Torture Reminder: John, Catherine, and the Beekeeper

I'm going to put up a photo I found, from a Humbolt's college magazine, that is sort of similar to the kind of metal strips that were placed on either side of my head for one form of electrocution.  I found it in an article about a beekeeper.  The only difference was the tops and bottoms were grooved with indentations sort of like the end of the hammer that is used to pull out nails.  I will post the photo and then draw a picture of what the metal strips looked like.  This was only one form of extreme electrocution done to me as a pre-teen, directed to my head.  The other form was primarily from mechanical carburetors, an electrocution box that had a metal band with bolts that were tightened to fit as a tight frame around the head, and then loose-end or split wires from electrical boxes and outlets were used.

They were thin metal objects like this, and curved this way but they were split with small v's at the top and bottom.  They were also smaller, about as long as 2-3 inches maybe and were held up, lengthwise, against the sides of my head, on my temples.  This is one way I was being tortured when the electrocution box was missing from the house.

This is the article it's from, which is about the John and Catherine Foundation grant.  On the cover of the magazine, from Humbolt college, Spring of 2011, is this photo:

This is obviously not a perfect sketch, but if you can imagine, it was like the metal tool the beekeeper is shown holding, but it was split in the center of both ends to be sort of an arrow facing-in.  Then there was a hole in the top somewhere or something to hang it with because at one point, I was chained to my bed in my room and a nail in the wall was up above my bed, and they hung both of the metal strips there and then would unchain me and torture me by electrocution with them.  One time Diana Spencer was present.
I just sketched the electrocution box and head frame but I'll draw a better picture of it, showing a person with the head frame on and then without it.
 I just cut off the bottom of the box a little, but the aluminum frame went around the head in a crown or headband way and then was tightened by bolts that were on either side of the frame, near the temples of the head.  A wrench was used to tighten the bolts most of the time but not always.  The cords came from this and then went to the square box that had knobs and electrical connections and then it was turned on.  I do not remember that it was ever plugged into a wall outlet.  The energy was sourced from some kind of extremely high power from the box itself, but on occasion it might have plugged in or something else used with it was.  I guess it was, because I remember my Dad saying, "Where's an outlet?" a few times, at other places, but I also believe it was sometimes powered without a cord or outlet.
Here is a drawing of me sitting on my bed with my back to the frame of the bed, arms tied or chained, and the box near the edge of the bed with the cords and the band around my head.  I was always either sitting or lying down when it was used on me, and in the FBI offices they used this same machine on me, and had me sitting in a chair.  Then they told me to have MRIs done of my entire body at their nearest university-led hospital.  I was in extreme and very severe pain and I was conditioned not to say anything, or resist or I would be harmed worse.
I had exit wounds from this electrocution that I was hospitalized for and most of the time, my exit wounds were never documented and it was all undercover torture of me.
I have very serious concerns that I am possibly not related to either my mother or my father.  My mother told me I wasn't related to my Dad, but to Edward Howard (from the CIA) but when I asked for DNA testing from them, they said of Dad? and I said to my Mom, "For both of you" and then she sounded panicked.  I don't believe someone who is biologically related to me would torture me for so long in this way.  It is much more plausible I look very much like them, and I'm related to someone else and was kidnapped and used for torture for extortion and hate crime reasons.

It IS true that Dicksie and Bob have identical twins, so it is very possible one takes more flack for the other or if one was though to "step out of line" they were tortured back to "obedience" and "cooperation", however, even if one of them is related to me, I am not going to lie and say I wasn't tortured and electrocuted and sexually assaulted and I don't know anyone else, on either side of the family that was harmed in this way.  I mean, my mother's side of the family had people that did things to me, in the basement, and my Dad's side had people operating off of the property of his Dad's cabin in Idaho.  Then they colluded to steal and kidnap my son from me.

I cannot say anyone in my family supports me because it is most likely that I am not even related to any of them.

If I am, they tried to kill me in addition to harming me and I know Barb Greenman and other FBI employees were telling my parents to have nothing to do with me after CIA Edward Lee Howard died, along with Robert Garrett Sr.

Not only was I tortured by electrocution all the time, I was taken around "on show" to a variety of places that included Portland and Seattle FBI offices; Barak Obama and gang house in Seattle, Wa; Alan Springer's house in Moses Lake, Wa; Cashmere, Wa; Goldsmith-Middletons in England; and then some of the people came to our house in Moses Lake and watched or participated.

Almost all of the sexual abuse against me ended when I started my period.  That was when I was 13, almost 14 years old.  I was no longer sodomized or raped or assaulted sexually.  That didn't happen again until I was 24 years old when I was raped, and then a little earlier when I was being manipulated once, which resulted in a form of abuse, but not rape until later.

I started my period August of my 13th year and I turned 14 in October, a couple months later, so I was almost 14 years old before I was left alone.

By that time, the FBI had ruined my brain and they used my parents to do it.  When they didn't kill me other ways, they got the CIA involved and continued with their attempts to assassinate me, using Valerie Plame as one of the hired assassins.  She was on the helicopter, and my Dad, one of the Robert Garrett's, was driving the helicopter when he came around the cliff to pick up my Mom, who had just cut my line and expected me to fall to my death.  It was a military helicopter with CIA agents inside of it, and they had exchanged a huge amount of money with Joy Sterling ahead of time.

I had wondered how my Dad knew how to fly a helicopter, but I witnessed him flying planes before so it's probably not much different.  I don't know who trained him, but it's not like he'd have a record of it because the U.S. has been using them in a secretive capacity for too long.  When he came around the corner he had this stern, determined, calm, hard look, like "it's done" and he was picking up my Mom and then he saw me there and no one could believe it.

Since I had seen how much money they had in the briefcase and how it was passed over, before this, a big to-do was made over trying to mix things up later and to discredit me.  It was 100% Valerie Plame there as well, and we all know she's CIA and was back then.

The first time I saw her was in London, England, but then I think I saw her at embassy clubs later, and I think she was already negotiating how to murder me.

The U.S. and FBI have used my parents ever since, and their "relationship" or biological claim to me, or proximity, to harm me further, using them to extract bad reports about me, and any means for discrediting me and making me sound mentally ill or getting further MRI records and documentation and permissions from them to abuse me.

They also used the idea of the parental bond and security as a way to try to keep me from reporting other U.S. officials who are criminals.  Like Barak Obama and the FBI.  Or George Bush Sr. and the CIA.  Or George Bechtold and his cop friends--The Bechtolds knew Joe Wilson and Valerie Plame...Robin Bechtold was trying really hard once in high school, to have me say it was a short squat blond woman not Valerie.  He stiffened when I said the name, "Valerie" because Robin Bechtold and his family are part of that group of murderers.


Alright.  This means War.



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