Mystery Of William M Cooley

I am a targeted individual of organized gang stalking also called stalking by proxy. This occurred to me after trying to fight for justice in my father's case. I am taking the blog down. I am tired of fighting and exposing an evil that I could never truly expose, as I am not the only victim of this kind of crime. Plus I have realized that there will be no justice of any sort. The more I seem to expose and speak out; the more I am targeted. Gang stalking is real - and is scary - and I hope that one day all victims will be able to put an end to this kind of torture, however I feel that I must move on and focus on my life and the life of my son.

Coroner Inquest on the Body of William M Cooley Sr.

Saturday, January 30, 2010

New Phoenix Program part II - paging Dr. Greene

I read a fascinating well put together on spike.com .The article is quite an eye opener. This article is aptly named Monarch: The New Phoenix Program II. It also has a sub article named V Cointelpro and Phoenix Program.
I've been doing some research on some of the doctors that have popped into the ER while I am there. These doctor's are never my main physicians - and they always have a common determined goal when going into the ER. Creating extreme stress - in one way or another. Some of my investigations on these doctors are quite mind blowing - two of them are connected ( one I would meet ten years later) they both appear to work out of a DC based emergency preparedness company. And one just happens to be a Dr. Reich whose family is also from EVANSTON Il...

I'll elaborate more on this later. I can show quite a lot via medical records - including the blooper "User N. Interface" and the Phillipino nurse that arrived with a man in an FDNY ambulance and stupidly wrote right next to my original triage - that I was brought in an ambulance some 12 hours later - and things that might even be more shocking to the average reader.

I'm not sure how I am going to do this or present this info. The best thing - I believe would be to present it in another blog - so as not to distract from my father and grandfather's case.

Given that last thought - how incredibly convenient would it be for my sister and myself to possibly be put into a new fangled version of something MKUltra related. In the article it goes to say ...

These experiments were carried out in hospitals, prisons, orphanages, and mental facilities. The subjects were people of all races, men, women, children, and children in the womb. Most unknowing human subjects were people who could not fight back. The mentally handicapped, orphans, prisoners, hospital patients, children, and citizens from lower socio-economic brackets.

Now let's just theorize - and keep an open mind yet keep these points in mind
a. MKultra and other projects of human expermintation did exist at one time
b. Given the fact that the man who has my father's share book and stock book works closely with a lawyer who is said to have more knowledge of the inner workings of the CIA than the CIA itself according to the book and represented Dr. Sidney Gotblieb in the MkUltra trial
c. My sister ( and anyone in my family can relate this) was fine mentally until someone dosed her drink one night after she got off from working at TGI when she was still a teenager. She has spent most of her adult life in the state mental ward.

As I related on my website here - what if my sister and myself were to have been able to reach our full potential?
I posted this before - we would have started to research and ask questions about our dad and our grandfather. We also might have discovered the missing trust fund.

In essence we would be perfect candidates for a new fangled version of MkUltra like experimentation. Since dad died - and it was planned from the beginning by our grandmother ( and her law firm with close CIA connections) that we were not to get anything that belonged to our father - well - in the eyes of our grandmother and some of the people surrounding our father's case - we could have been viewed by certain indivuduals as "disposables".

Now this still may sound very far fetched to the average reader who would toss this off as "conspiracy" which even myself would have done even just a year ago before discovering all that I have.

I also believe that I have very compelling medical records ( that have errie comparisons to other TI's out there blogging who talk about MkUltra like connections) that would be interesting to put up in a seperate blog.

One thing that shocked me is that on the voting trust papers ( where my grandmother transferred my father's shares into her own name ) it says Attention Mr. Greene. Now there is NOBODY at Diamond Cab company with that name. When I read that the lawfirm who held the stock books to Diamond was fronted by this lawyer with close connections in the CIA - and represented Dr. Sidney Gotlieb. I started to investigate who Sidney Gotlieb was and what the heck MkUltra was. I kept reading about a man of the name of Dr. Wilson Green - who was from many articles I've read ( including the one I have posted above) a doctor who is described by some testimony as having blonde hair, blue eyes, and a german accent.
Now I don't know if this "Dr. Wilson Green " is even alive still. Upon looking at the name Attention Mr. Greene on the voting trust ( a paper I really should not even have I got it by mistake ) the thought entered into my mind if this might indeed be related. However I tossed that thought out - because this Wilson Green had a german accent. Nobody at Diamond or at the law firm would have a german accent. This morning I awoke thinking - no wait a second. The lawfirm that has my father's share book has a law firm in Germany.... the head lawyer is fluent in German. I wonder if he knows the identity of who Dr. Wilson Greene is. I wish I could ask him. I also wonder if he might know what happened to my grandfather....?

That being said - going to court hearing after court hearing 15 years later - about my father's estate would make me relive the horror over and over again about my father's death. Traumatizing me and my son who had to witness this. My son included would start to experience his own traumatizing events as well. .
On my last post I wrote not to loose faith in humanity and the fact that most people are good. From what I have read about a lot of the people and doctors involved in this MkUltra programs and it's spin off's are anything but nice.

I read this quote from a victim Claudia Mullen who testified at the Presidential Advisory Committee on Human Radiation Experiments March 15, 1995.

"Once a crude remark was made by Dr. Gottlieb about a certain possible leak in New Orleans involving a large group of retarded children who had been given massive doses of radiation. He asked why was Wilson so worried about a few retarded kids, after all they would be the least likely to spill the beans. Another time I heard Dr. Martin Orne, who was the director then of the Scientific Office and later head of the Institute for Experimental Research state that "in order to keep more funding coming from different sources for radiation and mind control projects", he suggested stepping up the amounts of stressors used and also the blackmail portions of the experiments. He said, "it needed to be done faster, then to get rid of the subjects or they were asking for us to come back later and haunt them with our remembrances."

These people are anything but nice - and if indeed programs such as these are still being used against the general populace ..well the new generations probably aren't any "nicer".

Also I find an errie similarity between MKUltra like techniques used on victims in the 60's and some of the torture trauma based tactics used on prisoners at Guantanamo and other CIA run torture locations around the world.

Friday, January 29, 2010

For the first time I am confused

I called the detectives in NYC - and they ( the woman and man) were ..( dare I say it) nice! I am not sure why or how...but they were actually friendly and kind over the phone.
I still haven't connected all the dots in my father's case - but one thing I would recommend to anyone is never too loose faith in anyone - including what might seem rouge law enforcement. Not saying the LE officers were rouge ...in other words ...you don't know what they have been told....or what they have been ordered to do ...perhaps even against their own will... or perhaps even my own possible fear of what happened to me that might have made me think they were that way...
One aspect of CointelPro ( the old school one) was to paint someone out as bad as possible and then leave them to the dogs so to speak.
What I have seen in my past - is random people and "User N. Interfaces" editing and changing things in my medical histories and even complaints to LE.
So a victim of Cointelpro is painted out it the worst possible light.

Who might have a power like that?Hmmmm perhaps a certain someone who has top security clearance for the CIA?

Anyways nobody is perfect ( myself included) - my advice ( and I've said this over and over again) is to never loose faith in humanity and never loose faith that 97 percent ( lol yes that is my guessamite) of the population are good hearted and kind - even though most of us don't act so on a day to day basis....
Cliche but true....as Love is all you need..don't forget this fact if you are a TI.

I've been looking through old family albums at my grandma's house today....I ate black eyed peas and corn bread and salad with pineapple and ugghhh gross (must be a southern thing) lettuce ..as well...sometimes it's good to let go and relax...and forgive.... then find that 3 percent behind all the bad things and go after the real culprits - via legal means and tenacity

Thursday, January 28, 2010

Sad but true

I hope one day the criminals behind all of this will come to justice.

I checked out the story by the man who posted the terrible story about his brother. It checks out - his brother did die on Dec 2007 - according the the social security death index.

My god... and that's the detective whose in charge of my case - good grief . . .

Monday, January 25, 2010

20 days since the attack at my apartment

I waited weeks for the Detective to call me. He finally called my home in South Carolina - about five days ago. His behavior was creepy. I'd elaborate more but I need to go to sleep tonight. I'm so tired I can barely type.

My attack and rape is not being treated as such.

What I found out today simply made me throw up. I did some research on this detective and this came up. Not much more shows up about this private detective who is handling my attack and rape... not much comes up ..... except for this man's story he is mentioned.

These are the same dynamics that happened to me. Firemen - LE enforcement officers who nobody really knows ( not even FDNY investigators know the names that showed up on the report). His mother would start to go through this whilst dealing with an estate case - just like myself.

I called and spoke to her granddaughter, the the man that related this story, and as I was about to call again the phone lines in our house went down. Tonight they are still down. There is no dial tone. I went to speak to neighbors they said that the electricity in their house also went down around the same time.

I can't believe what I read about this detective and the uncanny similarities with this man's complaint - and what has occurred to me with these shadow like people. Could there exist the possibility that some of the mercenary contractors that are hired by the government ( for example Blackwater which has proven links to the CIA) is possible assisting with this in the means of providing untraceable "Firemen" and EMS personnel?

Quick summary - 1. Grandfather's body missing possibly murdered,
2. Coroner on my dad's autopsy hired just two weeks before his death - has been accused of tampering evidence and cover ups. Was coroner for Enron Suicide case which left many people with questions.
3. I have been terrorized ( along with my son) ever since the estate case started by "Firemen" and Ambulances that show up at my home.
4. The lawfirm that has my father's share book is headed by a man with top security clearance and is quoted in one book as having more knowledge of the goings on in the CIA than the CIA itself - he represented Blackwater in the Nissor Sqaure incident - and represented Dr. Sidney Gottleib in the MkUltra trail

Here is the letter where a man relates similar home invasions and puported LE and mentions the Creepy Detective's name.......


December 13, 2007

Chief Medical Examiner: Charles S. Hirsch, M.D.
520 First Avenue
New York, NY 10016

Cc: NYPD Commissioner Raymond Kelly

Re: Medical Examiner Case No. M-07-6816

Dear Charles S. Hirsch, M.D.

I’m writing to you today to report the gross negligence and the utter disrespect that your Investigators had when they showed up at my mother place of residence when all five of your workers refuse to produce their Identification or show their credentials.

I became suspect of the leading investigator when he identified himself using 2 different names during his Inquiry of my brother’s medical history. He next informed me and my mother that he wanted to be left alone with the body. Naturally I became alarmed and ask to see his credentials and my mother wanted to be present when he reviews the body. He informs me that he doesn’t have his identification on him and that my mother couldn’t be in the room while he reviews the body.

I thought that was very peculiar and I told him that me and my mother is not going anywhere until he shows us his credentials. He just fumed and walked out of my mother’s apartment along with his female assistant and there were 2 officers that were present and witnesses to my complaint. Next the 2 officers followed him out into the hallway outside of my mother’s apartment. (Nawaz badge# 4593 and his partner which I failed to get his information, but he seemed like he’s a stand up guy.)

About 10 minutes later officer Nawaz returned from the hallway and asks us do we have a picture identification for my brother because if we don’t that they was going to have to bag him and tag him as a John Doe. Me and my mother looked at each other in sheer disbelief and asked him “isn’t the word of his mother and his brother good enough for a positive Identification” to the body? His reply to us was no, it wasn’t.

A little over 20 minutes later Sgt. Preston (badge # 1037) and a detective who reluctantly identified himself as Alexander Morales (badge # 4858) and another guy in a suit who claimed that he was FBI but failed to produce a identification threaten to arrest us for obstruction of Governmental administration simply because we wanted to see the identification of the investigators who was handling my brothers body.

Shortly after that, my mother’s apartment was swarm with cops from the 19th precinct and they forced us up front with the threat of arrest while one particular officer (officer Stabile badge # 25532) put on a pair of black leather gloves and stood in front of me and says to the investigators from the ME’s office who was now coming into my mother’s apartment “to go have fun.”

I was appalled by his statement and his cockiness and utter disrespect for me and my mother. I kept on saying I want to see their ID’s and the detective and the FBI guy kept saying that I was obstructing, and that I will be arrested. Sgt.Preston told me that they’ll show me their ID when their done. My mom kept on saying that she wanted to be present and they just kept on threatening us with arrest and jail.

About 20 minutes later some of the assistants hurried out of my mother’s apartment with that so called FBI guy without showing us their credentials like Sgt. Preston had promised us. Next the lead Investigator gave me a Generic card from the Medical Examiner office without his name or contact information or any instruction on how to claim the body. He wanted to know if we wanted an autopsy and we instructed to him that we have to consult with legal counsel because we are not in a position of trust especially with all of what’s happening. All five Investigators was allowed to leave the apartment without Identifying themselves disrespecting my family’s wishes while we was held at bay by numerous NYPD officers from the 19th precinct.

About an hour later his body was removed by 2 different guys from the Medical Examiners office. I was very puzzled over the number of firefighters, paramedics, police officers, a detective, a so call FBI guy and 5 Medical examiners Investigators that responded to a routine call to 911 when my mother called and said in a very calm voice that her son was having difficulty breathing. I also thought that it was bizarre that the first thing the responding paramedic asks my mother was for the DNR that was forced on us from Lenox Hill Hospital.

Later on that evening when my mother was cleaning up the bedroom that my brother passed away in she made the distasteful discovery that the laptop that I gave my brother (his last request) days earlier was stolen out of its briefcase. Only nine individuals could’ve committed that crime; the 5 investigators from the ME Office, the detective and the FBI guy and lastly the 2 guys from the morgue who removed my brother’s body. I’m willing to bet it was the assistants who hurried out of mother’s apartment along with the FBI guy when the lead investigator handed me that generic card with no identifying information on it.

Victims of MKULTRA often experience frequent vandalism and theft and a host of other offensive harassment techniques from rogue elements that’s operating within our Government. I believe my brother was a victim of that project and I believe his body will give up all the years of abuse and forced experiments that he was subjected to.

It is in my belief that my brother may have been exposed to injurious toxins, radiation, exotic pathogens, chemicals and a host of powerful neuroleptics that ultimately led to his untimely death under one or more subprojects under the umbrella of MKULTRA/MKSEARCH mind control program.

I’m requesting that his death be treated like a murder investigation and a full toxicology be performed on him. Also we would like for him to be check for implanted devices injected or removed and a full explanation as to what that wound was that was on the base of his spine, which Lenox Hill Hospital claim to be a bed sore. Also we would like to know if there was human error involved when the Doctors removed liquid from my brother’s belly which resulted into Ascitis, which was mixed with Gasritis. My brother demise started when he was leaving pibly residential program which he was forced in about 10 years ago. He suffered a lot of maltreatment during his stay there.

His entire medical history needs to be subpoenaed to get a full understanding of what happened to him. I trust you understand my concerns and would respect my family wishes. Truthfully, at this time my family is not to trusting of any NYC agency base on the abuse of power and the unprofessional conduct we received throughout the last 3 decades. I trust you would discipline the 5 workers who refuse to produce their Identification and we still would like to know the identity of each of your investigators that was in the apartment that day.

I would also like to inform you through this communication that we may seek civil actions against your department because of the maltreatment we experience from your investigators. And this statement should be considered as a notice of intent to suit and seek civil damages for the total disrespect and maltreatment that we received from your employees and that of the NYPD officers, who is also under notice with intent to suit.

Click on the link to read more and see the sad pictures. . .

He also goes on to ask this:
Back in the latter part of the 60’s my mother cousin Wavy Lackey told her that she was going to be named administrator over the Lackey Estates (which is worth in the millions). Her cousin then met an untimely death and the property which is heir’s property wound up in the hands of this lawyer name Pat Campbell, a powerful southern attorney and an illegitimate relative name Lester Lackey.

Is it possible that she and her children was recommended for these unethical experiments by someone in the South in order to distract her from pursuing what was rightfully hers?

Sunday, January 24, 2010

This is a video I did after finding out about our grandfather - and finding an old radio interview of him.
Here he describes the church he did for Reverend Johnnie Comleman

If you notice he mentions that she called the church her stained glassed jewel box.

Well our grandfather was also the president of the stained glass windows association. The signature to a lot of his churches was floor to ceiling stained glass windows.

Now what is so errie and odd - is that my sister would start to paint rooms a few years back in floor to ceiling in mosaics that looked like stained glass windows. She at this time had no idea that her grandfather was an architect... Somehow though she would channel that artistic ability - even without knowing! Art is in the blood.

Speaking of this I am so upset at these lawyers and elites who think their blood line is somehow better than someone else. Or that their way of life and or religion is superior - all the while committing atrocities on other human beings. Hippocrates!

And that they have the right to take and steal what a father left to son - what a son would want to leave for his children.

My grandfather's will says "that if any such grandchild of mine,
a the date of the death his parent shall not have obtained the age of 21, my trustee shall postpone distribution of such share, or partial share, to such grandchild until the time as he shall obtain the age of 21

My sister had huge potential. Instead she was brought into mental wards - survived years inside psychiatric facilities - pumped up on medication - and relates horrific stories to me. All while other's up in D.C. and Illinois benefited of what should have been rightfully ours. Disgusting! There is no doubt in my mind that she went through the same kind of gangstalking and medical harassment that I have experienced these past few months. These mofo's ( sorry lack of a better word here) knew the stress these acting would take on my life and that of my child. They didn't care if my child was gassed to death either.

This may not sound plausible for American who read this. They might think oh - mercenaries aren't hired to do hits on US citizens here in the states. Those kinds of things only happen overseas.From personal experience some of these upper elite don't care if your Caucasion - Asian - African - European or what religion you are or country you come from.

They don't see other people as humans. They don't care if you are and adult or child. They see themselves as superior - and your life to them is not important.They might even laugh and enjoy watching other humans suffer.
Anyways I've finished ranting - but I'll leave of with these questions . .

What if my sister had become someone important socially or in her career of choice ( she wanted to be an interior designer)? What if she had lived up to her full potential? Well then she ( and myself ) would have started to ask questions. Who we were - what happened to dad - we might have wanted to visit granddad resting place and find out - oppps his body is missing!
Nope I am sure these people did not want us ever to ask any questions. . .

I edited this video for my sister last week. It is a video from 1992 - about 8 months after our father died. So much beauty - so much talent - wasted away ...
Oh and don't get any weird ideas about my Uncles. They were partners for over 40 years. My real Uncle ( not his partner) was very well known gardener and artist - his partner graduated from Harvard at the age of 15.

Disgusting what happened to her. This could have been avoided! She is so pumped up on medications - and has been ever since she came home one night after being slipped some major drugs ( we don't know by who). Anyways ---- these past few months when ambulances would arrive at my door - when I was harassed - there was always a common theme amongst the perps - "ohhh Ms. Cooley you need your meds" ..."Ohh Ms. Cooley what day is today..."
Take "meds" for an imaginary non existent disease so I can just be quiet and not discover what happened?

End up like my poor sister?
Look at her now . . .

There are some sick things and people in this world. Shame on every last one of you.

Not very comforting -

I'm still in the process of editing the long post below. After rearranging the blog - I went back and looked at some of the old posts. It's not comforting at all that the lawyer who arrived at the scene before any law enforcment did at where Mary Jo Kopechne drowned - not only went to high school with the head of the law firm that represented my father's "bankrupt" estate - but they would later create a private investigation company together. I called this lawyer because he has the same last name as the lawyer who would be in charge of my father's estate since 1992 ( not the same lawfirm that is now in control of the stock book of Diamond Cab).

"Chappaquiddick incident"

All the lawyers ( except for the one that assisted with my dad's estate for the past 17 years) are very amicable persons with excellent backgrounds and reputations - so I am not implying - nor do they have anything to do with my father's case. But the history is unsettling to say the least - given what I have gone through, and discoverd these past few months.

Another thing that in rather unsetteling - is I googled earthed the home oI visited as a child with my father, and grandmother. I specifically remember the round circle like drive way with cobble peppble stones. Driving down the driveway over the pebble stone was what woke me up. And when I google earthed it last night it looks very similar. I also mapped it from the house where my grandmother lived in Illinois and it would have been approximately a three hour drive. I remember the drive was so long to visit these friends that I fell asleep in the back seat of the car.

This trip would have been in the summer of 1986/87/88. The reason I remember this trip so vividly is because my father told me we were going to visit a man who had made his money off of car parts. My dad said specifically said "like mufflers and things" when I asked about it.
Now growing up around Diamond Cab company I would some time wander into the garage -and remember how yukcy and ugly 'mufflers" were. So I thought "Ohhh yuck" to myself. I also was very disappointed on the way there because I thought we were going on a long trip to see a bunch of car parts or something.

Upon entering the home though we were taken on a tour. Unfortunately I don't remember too much of what was inside the home - except a long indoor swimming pool - romanesque looking - and the fact that I was told that all the faucets and the sinks and bathtubs -were made of 24 caret gold. I remember going into the guest bathroom very close to the entrance of the long majestic home. I remember it was a man and wife about the same age as my grandmother that owned the home.

Even the handles on the toilets were made of solid gold. I remember using the bathroom looking at the gold and thinking mufflers. . . needless to say because of the word car parts - mufflers - this particular trip would leave a lasting impression in my mind. I had never seen sink handles made of 24 caret gold before - or toliet flushers for that matter.

Friday, January 22, 2010

My email to J*ye M C*rter - and my subsequent run ins with Homeland Security Firemen

This post is a work in progress which I will have finished by tonight *edit Monday. I will be editing some of the langauge and tone in my previous posts so that it is better understood by the general public if they happen to find this blog. It has been difficult to say the least to edit, spell check , and the like - under the recent circumstances these past few months.

The following post will be one of the longest posts on this blog - and a staple part of it. . .

It still need serious editing. . . as does my webpage and the rest of this blog.

I will be uploading the supporting documentation. Everything I have posted is true to best to my knowledge. If you read it now without the supporting uploaded documentaion it might not make sense ..not that anyone reads this blog anyways..I'm in on this alone for now... and all I can do at best ...is docuement. Good thing now is that I am in a safe place and I am healing . . .

And I have supporting evidence of every point except for the last . . . and Oliver's connection to the same man name/age/town that works for and invented the company that provides the technology for making 911 calls.

For legal purposes
I am not implying that any of the men or woman above acted outside the law . . . .
I will be editing this post so that it is as concise and short and to the point as possible - yet still allowing readers (myself) to understand what happened

J*ye M C*rt*r is the a coroner with a murkey past and was also the coroner for the Enron man who commited suicide with a rat shot right before tesifying.
Saturday, June 27, 2009 4:26 PM
"Cooley" <********@yahoo.com>

Message contains attachments
2 Files (3994KB)

Dear Joy Carter,

Hello! My name is ******** Cooley and I left a message on your phone... My father's ashes appear to be missing. . .:( He died in 1992 under what I believe to be possible "suspicious" circumstances.. . . Everything I have found so far has been forged...I was wondering if this is a legit Death Certificate and if this is really your signature?Also Earl WIlson? Would you be able to recognize his signature? I know it's been a while...but that looks like my grandmother's hand writing - plus it's signed as Carl not Earl . . .?I truly believe my father and grandfather are not at rest.My grandfather was a church architect who designed over 400 churches before his death -He was paid in land deeds..not money (At the time of this email I was not aware the land was actually from and or related to the Allen and Garcia mining shares) all of this he left to my father...Both died at 41 ( well my dad died at 40 but the death certificate makes it appear to be 41)There is only on William Cooley at the church :(Someone is missing :(Thanks so much for reviewing this - and please watch this video about my father and grandfather if you get a chance

Sincerely,******** Cooley--- On Sat, 6/27/09,

M Cooley <********@yahoo.com> wrote:

During this time my whole family waited for the head of the Columbaium committee - where only one set of remains appear ( both my father and grandfather are supposed to be there) Bob Oliver who signed for the set of remains that appear at the church in Barrington. Bob Oliver is an military pilot - who just happens to live in the home of my grandfather whose remains are missing. Joye Carter is also air force. There are companies that I have connected Bob Oliver with - one includes a compnay that made the technology for 911 calls.

I never heard back from either Oliver or Carter. I had gathered information and PowerPoint slides, and had called an intake agent at the FBI whom agreed to take a look at it. As stated before I would not go because on Thursday July 2 - I would arrive home to a pungent smell of gas.

Incident 1

Upon calling 911 - James W. Manning and crew would arrived at my apartment. For three harrowing days the leak was not fixed. For these three days the same crew of men would arrive - the second day was the scariest. I was outside of my apartment building and and it seemed as if these men wanted to push me back inside my apartment. In fact, they formed a circle around me, outside of my apartment. All were carrying their metal equipment and held them upright so that I could not get out. I had to duck underneath one man's elbows to get out.

I went to the FDNY headquarters and went under recording with investigators. After looking at my amended reports - one of the investigators took be aside and point blank asked me who would want to see my son and I dead - and how much money was my father's estate worth. I was told' You need a lawyer". I responded to " I don't want to sue the FDNY - I just want to know what happened." The investigator responsded very firmly looking and said "No you don't understand you need a lawyer"

Well from my own research I have discovered that James W Manning the man who was the "Chief" who visited my home is in the unit Special Administration Operatives. Which division of special operations - I do not know. I do know that another man involved received in this three day debacle training from the West Point Military Homeland Security Squad. Manning was transferred to the Firehouse that corresponds with my area around the same time Nicholas D Ward would appear to take care of my father's estate.

On April 9 2009, according to this FDNY document, he was transferred from Special Administration Operative to Battalion 10 ( my local firehouse-Till this day nobody at Battalion 10 knows who this man is. Anyhow , I related this story on my web page - but after three days of not fixing the Co2 leak ( telling me they had dispatched to conedison on both occasions). After this three days - I called from my home to inquire about getting tested for possible Co2 poisoning.

I was stopped on my way out of my door by about 6 police cops who looked clueless - except for one elder - who along with a lady EMS. The woman and older police man - told me I should get in the ambulance "just in case" I could not walk. Inside the ambulance I was threatened and harassed for 30 minutes. I remained as silent and cooperative as possible. I was told I would be placed in solitary confinment and me made to take "meds". She then placed me in the psych ward and LIED to the psychiatrist and told him I had been "playing with the gas pipes" " was homicidal and suicidal" and that I drank a lot of "booze". The psychiatrist interviewed me and let me go within an hour. Finding that I was not homicidal or suicidal.

I called the FBI intake officer and related to him why I had not shown up - and he told me he would escalate my complaint because it sounded as if this had been an attempt against my life. That man in the FBI was so helpful and responsive...

Incident 2

My second run in with FDNY would be even odder.

For a few days while sleeping home at my apartment flashlights and bright lights would be shown through my window at night. On the third night - I was at home blogging - and firemen flashed a light through my window banged on it and said , "Mam you have to get out your broiler is about to explode." Having been scared by the first incident - I ran out of my apartment and out into the street. Leaving my apartment front door three fireman were entering - they were laughing. They also had a Eastern European accent. I asked them who told them the broiler was about to explode. They said the men on the roof. There were Ariel helicopters around my building as well. I ran outside and called my mom. I also saw the same man who had placed me in the ambulance in July. Upon returning to my apartment - I noticed that the door lock to the basement where the broiler was left half picked open - and a screwdriver was left behind.

I went as soon as possible and got the fire reports. It was a wrong box number - ( not my building) and the box number on the report with the "malfunctioning" broiler ( supposed to my building) does not even HAVE A BROILER IN IT. I went again to the FDNY investigations and this time I was not allowed upstairs where I had gone before. I was greeted downstairs by a man who ushered me into a big room and sat down and spoke with me. He listened and handed me his card. He said he would be calling me back - he never did. He is a Fire Marshall of "confidential investigations" . I was told to always call 911 and to rest assured that those calls went right there to Brooklyn. Very amicable fellow - even though he never did call back.

*Note to self and other possibly innocent targeted individuals. If you ever find yourself in a situation such as this one DO NOT call 911 from your cell phone if you can avoid doing so. Call from a pay phone and try to reach you local precint. 911 calls are directed now through voip technology and can be redirected by someone powerful enough to do so.

If the fire chied ammending your Co2 leaks is an ADMOP ( Special Administration unit) as the Fire Chief - they might have the technology to reroute you 911 calls.

Also keep in mind - if you are about to whistle blow on a Military Knight of Malta member whose has your late father's "bankrupt" estate case - and CIA lawyers - and getting phone calls from someone you can trace back to possibly to Blackwater telling you to quit it - and you just found out that your both you dad and grandad might have been offed - you might not want to call 911 from your cell phone . . .

My advice is to go directly to your local firehouse - or precint if you can. Not everyone is in on it. What I am saying here that the technology exists to reroute your calls and make regular (GOOD) firemen believe what they are hearing over the dispatch is true. I still have the utmost respect for real firemen - not thugs pretending to be them.

Of course if I had any inkling of an idea of whom or what I was trying to blow the whistle on - I might have not done it - but at this time I was still unaware of just what I was up against.
Not satisfied - I went onto the scanner feeds - and listened to the dispatches that were made on the exact date and time on my fire report. What I heard shocked the hell out of me.
Before I get into this -

There is an African woman who lives above me . I stupidly had told her about my case and showed her the webpage. I told her when I would be going to D.C. in her last email she asked what day I would be going- I had a break into my apartment - my son and I came home to a trashed apartment upon returning to D.C. S
he started to constantly start to fall asleep with her bathtub water running. On numerous occasions my apartment would fill with water - so badly that it would short circuit my electricity. I would go and knock on her door - to see what happened - and she would never open the door just letting the water run. I would eventually have to call the F*NY.

The reason she was doing this was ( I thought at the time) to create reasons to sue the owner of the building in court ( which she did many times) and not pay rent. I wrote a letter in favor for the owner of the building.
Read the letter here. . .

Ok - now back to the dispatches - at the same time the "Fireman" were dispatched to my apartment there was a "bathtub" leak somewhere in a housing project. Well I went to the housing project and spoke the the purported apartments were there was this bathtub leak - guess what nobody had a bathtub leak.

To make this shorter - what appears to have happened - is someone called in for a bathtub leak - and showed up at my house for a "broiler fire" that didn't even happen. It appears they did so by switching the dispatchers and giving the frequency to the emergency dispatcher New York Housing Authority where the purported bathtub leak occured. They sent an ambulance for the "agitated patient with a bathtub leak" to my home! The ambulance was sent from a fire department in Queens were Homeland Security are combined.

Also on this particular fire department report the man was John J Donnely who appears to be homeland security in Washington D.C. I called him and asked him if he was the name that appeared on my fire report. He replied - I don't know anything about it.

I would then receive a phone call telling me to basically quit it. I traced the phone call back to Teneco and coincidentialy the CEO of tenneco has worked with the Prince Corporation which is connected with Blackwater. I have the phone call recorded.

Fire Incident number 3

There is a particular key figure that I have left out in this post - I will be writing a separate post about him.
However he was around during each break in and fire deparment incident. He is an ex Vietnam Vet- and if it is indeed the same man his first tour in Vietnam - was with the Central Intelligence Agency.
Anyways I told him what I had discovered by listening to the scanners. His face went slack, his mouth dropped, and he turned white. I did not realize that he would have anything to do with organizing any of this - until a few days later.

Anyways this is when things would really escalate. I wrote about it here. I really began to become afraid for my life.

I returned to my apartment after having left for a week and this happened This man offered me a sip of a drink. I woke up in a bloody apartment with very painful sensations everywhere in my private parts. I will elaborate on this in a further post. I believe I might possibly have been drugged.

I went to the safe place I was staying at in Queens ( a friends home ) and then to Elmhurst hospital where I had my rape kit done. The process took until about 6 am.

Right when I was about to leave a Philippine nurse told me that he needed to catch my urine again. He handed me a glass of water with cold ice in it. I told him I would need another cup of water. A F*NY ambulance man came with a plastic cup - and pulled up the metal part of the hospital bed in a locked position. I did not drink the second cup. He was with a woman was well who I would later meet.

The Philippine nurse told me that someone wanted to talk to me - and the he no longer needed my urine. He smiled as he let me inside a door. After it closed I realized where I was. The psych ward. The lady who I had seen with the "F*NY " ambulance man came in and interviewed me. I would later find out this b*tch ( for a lack of better words ) had diagnosed me with drug induced psychosis. So there I was sitting for another 9 hours in soiled clothing - still without having washed myself. Almost 2 days after the rape/attack.

Thank god I was let out on priority discharge when the real psychiarists ( not the goon one that appeared with the F*DNY ambulance ) realized there was nothing wrong wih me. The next day I went to get my medical records and let me put it this way - the little cover up - from possible rape victim - to psychosis is BLATANT and they made BIG mistakes. I'll be putting it up online later on. I have proof of what they did. For example - I have two intakes - one occurs by me arriving by foot by myself ( the real one) and then I have a new intake with the Philipino nurse who arrived with the FDNY ambulance man. He reports that I was brought in by ambulance on the same dern report OPPPS!!!!!

Plus someone went in with an Auxiliary "User N Interface" and erased my meal plans that had been prepared for three days in advance. Plus I was apparenty still in the hospital in the psych ward a day after I had already LEFT ( they forgot to edit it out) . User N. Interface must have been going through "delusions" because I had already been dismissed from the hospital. Also the dum dum "goon"
psychatrist wrote that it was January 5 2009 - um yeah ... last time I checked we are in 2010.

Now, unfortunately, what I do not have proof of :( is upon walking back to my friends house in Queens after leaving the hospital - right before crossing the block two men in an F*NY ambulance put on their lights - turned thier sirens on - slowed down and glared at me. I ignored them. That didn't frighten me at all. I was so happy to be out and to finally go home and take a shower that the silly games they were playing didn't bother me.

I doubt the men were even real F*NY EMS - just thugs in an Ambulance....

Thursday, January 21, 2010

4 Diamond Cab drivers died in one month

I am deeply saddened to hear that Diamond Cab company lost 4 drivers in December. I found out by reading a blog by a Diamond Cab driver - named - "Mad Cabbie". Unike his nickname - there's nothing mad about him. He's a very kind and highly intelligent man - just like many drivers who work for Diamond. There's another post named Pastor Joe - I'd just skip past his posts he far from being a "pastor"
Mad Cabbie wrote in his December entry on his blog DIARY OF A MAD DC CABBIE.

"December has been a rough month her at Diamond Cab Company. Last December, four of our drivers passed away just in one month! Two heart attacks, one stroke and one driver decided to drop dead on the way to the airport, I think his passenger was wearing a bad perfume or something."

Jumping Jack one of these cabbies was close friends with my father. A Cornell graduate. I called "Jumping Jack" this past March when I was digging around asking for questions about my dad's shares. He was very nice and kind - up until I asked him about my father's shares. Then he clammed up - told me he didn't know anything - he got out of it a long time ago - and made it very clear that he would not talk any further about the subject.

Not to veer off the subject at hand - but this is what I occurred time and time again trying to find out info concerning my dad - and his shares.

However more than anything I was expecting to be able to sit down - introduce my sister to some of my father's old colleagues - and let her listen to stories about him. Everyone - who knew my father wouldn't elaborate on anything. Not even personal stories. One Diamond employee when I told him that the shares belonged to my sister and I - told me that Nicholas D. Ward had told them differently - and that they ( Diamond) had to be "very careful with Mr. Ward" . Seriously speaking what the hell is of top Military Knight of Malta and member of the head of the D.C. probate commitee - so interested in my father's "bankrupt" estate. Pft please.

I went in twice to Diamond Cab and looked around. I even found a reciept with my father's- one night on New Years eve where he worked overtime. I was so excited just to see that. I would look around in the Diamond Cab offices and wonder which leather chairs he sat in. I wish I could have something that was his - even if it was just a receipt with his name on it.

My sister and I received nothing - and I'm not talking about money. I'm talking about personal items. We have nothing tangible - no pictures - no memoirs - nothing. After he died everything was disposed of.

I can't help but wonder how many other of the Diamond Cabbies who passed away might have some inside knowledge of the inner working at Diamond ( which back in the 20's was the main distributor for coal and gas in Washington D.C.). All the old share holders received their shares passed down through generations. It was a privately held - and still is - company. Also most of the shareholderes are second and third generation - and they don't even work in the cab industry. One heir works at the FDA.

I often ask myself why did my father a Georgetown Graduate - from such a wealthy family - just decide after graduating - hey I'm going to go work at a Cab Company and become a DISPATCHER. His fellow dispatcher was also a Georgetown Graduate..

Later on though I will write more about Diamond Cab company and the shares - and what I have discovered about it's history.

Ironically before finding out this news I was reading about a movie yesterday called Taxi to the Dark Side before jumping on to Mad Cabbie's blog later on in the evening. The same director of this movie also directed who also directed Enron: The Smartest Guys in the Room (2005).

Coincidences like that are eerie to say the least. Especially how I read that the coroner who was my father's coroner was the coroner for the Enron man who "shot" himself before going to testify. All coincidental discoveries - but kinda of weird.

I am still receiving underhanded threats - but I have to keep them to myself for the time being. I get the threats if I keep quiet - and get them when I don't. So I figured I have nothing to gain by being quiet anymore.


My unedited website is back up now - it's still in rough draft stages but it's back up. . .


Tuesday, January 19, 2010


OK a day or two before the gas leak this summer - and my son and I were almost possibly gassed to death for three days - by firemen who were from a "special unit" from Queens ( not my local firemen) - right before going to the FBI with my info -
By the way the above comment can be proven - the Co2 leak was not fixed for three days - the firemen were not from local fire department - and an investigator from the FDNY after seeing all
the ammended reports asked me who would want to see my son and myself dead -Just read the ammended FireReports on my webpage -

OMG - I called a Joye M Carter who signs on my dad's death certificate I had emailed her and asked if she could take a look at my her signature on my dad's death certificate.

When I read my dad's death certificate for the very first time - it said he died of natural casues - yet my siser and our family were told by OUR OWN GRANDMOTHER - that he died from an overdose.

I thought things were really odd when I later discovered my grandfather's body was missing - and that it appears as if my father's remains might not have even made it to Ill.
I want and will demand a DNA test on the ashes in Barrington.

OK well odd thing is Joye m Carter was an ex airforce who was appointed coroner in D.C. about a week before my father died!

Now - read what i just read

The Woman who Performed Cliff Baxter's Autopsy
Also see Suicidal Coincidences and from CBS News Mysterious Death of an Enron Executive

Cliff BaxterAt 2:23 in the morning of January 25, 2002, J. Clifford Baxter was found dead in his automobile by the Sugar Land, Texas police. The gun in his hand and the note by his side led the officers to suspect suicide. His body was taken to a Sugar Land funeral home without an examination. Harris County, Texas justice of the peace James Richard ruled Baxter's death a suicide without ordering an autopsy, in spite of the fact that Mr. Baxter was a central figure in the Enron investigation. After receiving pressure from lawmakers and the press, the judge ordered an autopsy. Before 7:00 am on January 26, the press announced that Cliff Baxter's death was officially ruled a suicide.
Meet Dr. Joye M. Carter, author of the book "My Strength Comes from Within". She is also the Houston County Medical Examiner that performed the autopsy so quickly after Cliff Baxter's death.
Dr. Carter has been in the news many times before. She was fined and almost lost her license in 2001 for allowing an unlicensed pathologist to perform autopsies. In 1998 her office was accused of tampering with evidence in the murder of a 12-year old girl. That same year she admitted that bodies were sometimes stacked on top of each other at her morgue. She's been sued (and lost) twice by whistleblowers who were fired for trying to expose corruption in the Harris County Medical Examiner's office.

Joye Carter's Strength Comes from Within

Before she was Houston's medical examiner she used to be the medical examiner in Washington DC, and by the time she left to take the job in Houston, the DC morgue was so filthy and backlogged with corpses and lab tests that it was hampering police investigations. Lately she's been in the news for other reasons.
Andrea Yates

Dr. Carter examined the Yates children after their tragic drowning. From the Houston Chronicle:

"Dr. Joye M. Carter, the Harris County chief medical examiner, said that while the children's bodies might be released to the family by Friday, she cautioned that autopsy results won't be known for about 10 days.

'It appears to have been drowning of all five of the young victims,' she said."

She continued: " ' We're going to continue to do a thorough work-up. We've X-rayed all the bodies as is customary with children," she said. "We will still be awaiting the results of the toxicology tests to make sure that there was nothing given to the children.' "

The autopsy results weren't released until July 13, 2002, twenty-three days after the drowning.

But wait!

It took Dr. Carter 23 days to rule that the Yates children had been drowned, but she was able to rule Cliff Baxter's death a suicide within 24 hours. In fact, she ruled Cliff Baxter's death a suicide before she even submitted the toxicology tests. The toxicology tests were not submitted until January 26, 2002.

Rat Shot ~ Glass Shards ~ Sleeping Pills
Read the entire Cliff Baxter autopsy report at WhatReallyHappened.com.

I smell a rat!Here's what to do if you smell a rat:

Ask them to demand a more thorough investigation into the
death and the autopsy of J. Clifford Baxter.


I was going to write more on my other post and edit it

but I took my medication and now I feel sick -

lol - and no - it's not any"meds" - thankfully I am not mentally ill in anyway shape or form -

I'm taking

Anti-HIV : post-exposure prophylaxis

Which were given to me after going through the rape kit process.

They make me feel deathly ill.

Oddly enough the lawyer - Nichoals D Ward - who was hired at the last minute to take care of my father's bankrupt estate - is not only top knight of malta royal crown of charlemagne - and on the DC probate fidicuary rules comitee - but he also is the secrtary for and council for


AIDS Responsibility Project

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Isn't life uncanny ?

No title for this post yet

Just wanted to write out some thoughts for tonight on some of what other's deam " stasi" like tactics used on me in the months during the court case - and which tactics were used in the weeks up until the two very bad incidents ( well the one's where I felt my life was in danger)

They are very similar in nature to other victims of gangstalking - or a term that think is more suited - covert state sanctioned torture.
I'll come back to editing this post later on for now it's in a rough draft version
Less Severe tactics
1. Rips in underwear, clothing, pants, shirts - especially around the
2. Street theater ( there is one incident that I had that I can't wait to write about)
3. Restaurant owners -locals - turning on you - refusing to serve you - say rude comments
4. Trouble with gas electric companies
5. Uncanny cutting off of credit card lines - before the normal time doubt
6. Unrelentless calls to child services
7. Toothpaste / Contact lense solution always out
8. Hard drive on all cameras stop function " recording disabled" appears on cameras
9. Hard drive of computer dies - left with no evidence and no way to record harrasment
10 Going to tell fire authorities about harassment threats - and told that your case is under a " confidential investigation"
11. No help from law enforcement
12. Calls from a man who tells you to "quit it"
13. Warning from a few people who care that you are in danger ( in the begining didn't take heed because didn't want to believe I was in danger)
14. Wiretaped
15. Visits from homeland security personnel
16. Visits from IRS Department of Treasury - going under investigation ( even though a broke single mom)

Physical symptoms occurring
Severe tiredness - bleeding gums - blodshot in the eye area ( I never in my life have had blood shot eyes) - bloating in the face area - severe insomnia - tinnitus

More Severe tactics

1. Vigilance and stalking of your children
2. Gas leaks
3. Firemen who aren't really "firemen"
4. Involuntary attempts at commitments - ambulances appearing at your home when you haven't even called 911 - and are at home minding your own business
5. White bombs of light that illuminate your apartment for a few seconds - I did some research on this and they are called DEW - and there is one that can be shot through a closed window - I saw it on a military video and was surprised by the similarity.
6. Having garbage and items you threw out months ago appear in front of your door with blood smeared over them.
7. All money /checks stolen from home - only left with pennies - not even quarters
8. Obvious transferring of your phone calls when calling le./
9. Flashing of bright white lights - stun lights - by people at nights - in your face when walking down the street. These light give a feel of numbness especially in the area of the pineal gland.
10. Drugging / rape

My attack was really done in a methodical method - I'll elaborate ( I keep saying that suppose it is still to scary to really talk about )
I came home - only to collect my cat and personal items
after receiving a threat by a man and an Albanian asking me the whereabouts of my son I left my home in terror I had been gone for a week I came home - only to collect my cat and personal items - only to be greeted by the same man - will elaborate more later.
Came home opened my door.
Shut door.
After shutting the door saw that back door knob was off.
Went to turn on light - fuse box exploded
My cat was not in the apartment.
With no light - no way out of the front door ( when your home door is missing the knob on the inside you get "locked inside your apartment" - no cat - no cell phone - I decided to go to sleep.
Woke up next morning with pants down below my knees - ripped area in the crotch

Extraordinary pain in areas of my body ( female/intimate parts)
Looked at my window - gates were open
Got up and walked around and noticed blood was smeared all over my apartment walls doors
I'll write more later - and the events will make more sense after editing ... the whole event was a living nightmare - even while seeking treatment . . .

Monday, January 18, 2010

I want to throw up

OK I received an email from a neighbor of mine telling me that once again people have been trying to gain access to my apartment. I am far away from the city - but this is all just so messed up and sick - that I want to throw up.

I was informed the men were Albanian. In fact I was told by people around my building and neighborhood that each time I would leave to court men would show up and get into my apartment. The owner of my building was so worried for my safety that he installed a security camera - that was supposed to connect to my computer - which I stupidly never installed.

I moved into that building in the upper east side in 2008.

About a week later an Albanian man moved into the apartment right in front of me. I heard that he was a bouncer at a night club - a construction worker by day. A woman in the building who was dating him told me he had obtained his visa by falsely stating to the US government that he was persecuted in Albania for being a "homosexual" but that he was not homosexual.

From the get go this man started harassing my son and myself. Particularly my son - he would follow him to school - the harassment became so bad that I actually blogged about it on my myspace page.

Thursday, December 18, 2008
My new and not so friendly neighbor Current mood: annoyed
Well everything is going well. Except one little detail.I have a psycho as a neighbor. I have a tendency to attract some stalker like men. This time it's different. It's not like he tried to hit on me and was rejected, and that is why he's gone psycho. At least that would have some rhyme and reason to it. I can handle those types of situations. I never reject someone outright. Instead I'll flatter them with compliments, follow them around, and tell them I want to get married , have 7 children, and that I want to name our first daughter Bertha. Reverse psychology. I'm joking - but I have done that before :) It works too...This is a totally different scenario. And even though I don't like to admit it - it kind of scares me. Not only is this man messing with me but also with my son. I was introduced to this new "neighbor' by a very nice Brazilian women who lives in my building. She knocked on my door and introduced me to her new "boyfriend". She lives on the 5th floor, but helped her boyfriend get into the building by introducing him to this very nice older gay Brazilian man who lives next door to me and was renting his room out to him.Well from the get go I saw a little bit of "psycho" in his eyes, but paid it no attention. I did notice however that every time I went out my door he would leave a few seconds later. Like he wanted to "bump" into me, I would catch him listening to my conversation with my son. The hallway to my door is very long and there is no carpeting so the acoustical echo is very loud. Plus our doors are right in front of each other so I can hear his footsteps and even the key when he turns it. One day Con Edison came and installed my gas. A few hours later my son came in a little scared and said that the "Pato" ( Mexican slang my son has picked up) wanted to talk to me. He told me that he was not nice when he asked and that he said to him " Go get your mother I want to talk to her" in a really rude tone of voice. I went out my door , and asked him how could I help him. I was very amicable. He then said that he needed Internet, how much would it cost him to use mine. I responded that I did not have my Internet yet. He then started to get almost upset with me, repeating over and over again - are you sure you don't have it? The look in his eyes was as if he was trying to intimidate me. I was like YES I am sure I don't have my Internet connection up yet. I borrow someone else's band with. He tried to prolong the conversation and I had to end the conversation. So it was obvious to me that he had heard the Con Edison men and assumed I was getting my Internet connection instead of gas & light.When I closed my door I called my mom. I told her something was not right with this guy. I mentioned to her that every time my son walks out the door this guy follows him out. I was very scared, and annoyed.A few weeks later the Brazilian lady knocked on my door and we started talking. I went up to her apartment and she confided to me that she had broken up with him. He had been hitting her, and was very verbally abusive to her. She told me how used she felt. Now that he was in the building living in Manhattan, and not living in Queens he had dumped her. I opened up to her and told her how uncomfortable I was with him living here. I told her it was really weird to me, because I had never noticed a Brazilian man act so strangely. She told me he was not Brazilian but Albanian. He's a construction worker.I told her he was always listening through the door. She told me he was very "curious", and that he had asked her if I was marrie.. ect. I told her he needed to go be curious somewhere else.So anyways the Albanian neighbor is a stalker of the worst kind. I don't know what to do. It keeps getting worse. Two nights ago I walked into the building and he ran in quickly behind me startling me. He started laughing and asked me if he had scared me. That made me so angry! My blood was boiling. Plus the fact that he follows my son in and out the building and down the block - it's just sick. It's almost like he knows that will bother me more than anything- and it does.The Brazilian lady also commented to me that he was very rough with her son. And that her son did not like him. I don't know what to do now. Get a dog? Get an ex boyfriend of mine to visit me on a regular basis? Get a male roommate? I used to be in the habit of wearing a fake wedding ring, I wished I had kept this habit. Ughhh do I really have to bother?I've also thought of soundproofing my door, or getting a little hidden camera.This man is from a country where women are treated very poorly. He must need to feel some sense of control by doing this. I wish he would just leave me the f*ck alone though. Even the handyman in my building have told me to make sure that I lock my windows at night.Being a single in New York city is a wonderful thing. I love being single and probably will be for quite some time. However this is obviously one of the disadvantages. I've heard of things like this happening to women, but I never thought I would have to deal with someone so disgusting and sick living right next door to me.It's one thing to bother a women - but her child too? GrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrFor now I am just going to say a prayer that the situation gets better. That' really all I can do at the moment.I googled Albanian stalker and foudn this girl's blog. This sounds exactly like the Brazilian lady's description of this guy. Good grief.

Anyways he was thrown out - and I was told by the Brazilian woman about how much he commented that he hated my son and myself. She also told me that he lived in Italy for quite sometime. I have a half sister who is very prominent in the anti trafficking and anti sex slave ring movement. I've read her articles about Kosovo - and this man - well his Italy - US jump - history scared me quite a bit. Plus his vigilance of my son made me afraid that his intentions were very ominous.

I did background research on him - found his myspace page - and found it to be full of Kosovo Ablanian Gang symbolism - and some VERY sick youtube vidoes about raping women and children.

Anyhow - after the break ins in my NYC apartment when I would go to court in D.C. - I was told by a vagrant who is always hanging outside my apartment that is was the Ablanians.
When I was threatened a month ago by the man wanting to know what foster home my son was in - he was with a frigging Ablanian.

After these same men that broke into my apartment repeatedly - a "child service" agent would show up - and relate details found inside my apartment. I would repeatedly tell this "child service agent" about the break ins and about the harassment from the Albanian who got kicked out of the building - and this "child service agent" would ignore everything.

and now I have been told they tried to break in again TODAY -

Luckily I got smart about the "child service agent" and decided to go to the head of child services and ask what was up? Why was the "child service agent" showing up after every break in and gas leak. She flipped out - and my case was closed. She told me she had known this"child service agent" had worked there for years - yet I did a background search and he was only hired a year ago.

So ok then - I was attacked - urghhhhhhhh I am so livid righ now.

I will get more into the rape - and how it happened in a later post.

But so far here are some of the connections I have made with would be harassers - and the hierarchy of it all.

Knights of Malta ( lawyer handling my father's case)
Homeland Security Firefighters
Child Service Agents that aren't really child service agents
CIA Lawyers that represented Blackwater - (hold my father's voting trust stock share book)
Phone call telling me to warning me to call it quits which I traced back to a Michigan company which has relations with the Prince Company.
What the FUCK is going on here?


Listen - leave me and my son ALONE - you have already caused more than enough damage.
Stop visiting my apartment.
There are witnesses apart from myself
I am not crazy nor delusional and WOULD PASS ANY LIE DETECTOR TEST.
I have given and provided evidence to others.
I have documented and stored evidence.

I am not afraid - and I will SPEAK UP.