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For the record...

I just want to let everyone know that I've figured out the big picture of all this, which actually dates back some 20 years.  Apparently, because of a mixed relationship my family found out about from my first couple years of college, I have been the subject of covert persecution and manipulation by self-righteous far-right Christians and racists ever since.  This includes several covert attempts to ensure that I marry, or more specifically, breed with no woman other than a white one, highlighted by the attempt by the family of a woman I lived with for 3 years and very nearly married.  Add in my immediate family's inferiority complex, lead by the Florida Flunky's intense envy, and you've got a situation marked by ongoing, very subtle, multi-faceted psychological and emotional abuse and, of course, a cloud of very serious defamation and misinformation.  They take even the most remote opportunity to portray me in as bad of a light as possible.

The other thing I've come across in my research is that there's a network of envious folks whose only common interest is intense envy of people they deem to have physical and/or mental attributes that give them an unfair advantage in life, and apparently height is a big part of it.  I could see where my brother would be part of this group.  I'll be direct:  if you can't deal with my stature and combination of talents, go fuck yourself.

I've figured out that I've got at least 2 tracking and mind-reading implants in my body, including one in a root canal I got from some right-wing asshole Dentists named Patrick Daulton in Columbus, Ohio. 

So, the situation has morphed into one in which various pyscho cults and some high-level agencies are exploiting my desparate situation and playing a manipulation game with me that, again, involves intense psychological and emotional manipulation, and ongoing harassment and stalking.  As I said, it has subsided for the most part, but something came up again last night, prompting me to write this post.  They're all playing by the same rules with the goal of keeping me destitute and having a good laugh along the way, I'm sure.  It's tough when Schadenfreude just rains on you.  It has nothing to do with any of the things I've been accused of, all of which is nothing but a joke of a scam--it's all simple envy. 

Though much of it has stopped, I still get harassed and taunted occasionally, including by some North Bay asshole who showed up right on time-- about 10 or 15 minutes after me--last night at Max's on VanNess.  He made an obnoxious arrival and was even worse to the bartender and, of course, used a ruse to slip in a comment about behavior.  Indeed, it's been indicated to me that the primary goal of gangstalking is "behavior modification" and/or, even more horrifyingly, "thought reform."  Some idiot from the steel mill actually told me to behave once. 

I see the Orwellian nature of what has transpired and how it is facilitated by forced isolation.  I see how it begins with planting self-doubt through constant disagreement on any and all issues that come up, which will logically, in turn, lead one to be open to suggestion.  Once the openness to suggestion has been established, the barrage of subtle, varyingly veiled insults with the intention of destroying the self-esteem begin to take hold, which further perpetuates self-doubt and openness to suggestion.  It's a self-perpetuating cycle conducted by pathetic talentless people who have no idea what it means to be productive, let alone creative, all by themselves.  They don't know anything but group think.  It's sad. 


I see how you do things to provoke anger and then accuse the person of being "potentially violent," another of the main allegations used, jumping on the slightest display of anger to perpetuate the lable you created in the first place--again, a self-perpetuating cycle, which, with help of the Patriot Act facilitates constant surveillance.  Fortunately, I am confident with the fact that a display of anger does not automatically translate to potential for violent action.  One doesn't need a Phd. in psych. to see that the opposite is in fact true: it is holding anger in that creates potential for violence, which of course illustrates how attempts to coerce the person into anger while using manipulation to prevent them from expressing it epitomizes another main aspect of the mind control process: double binds.  Yep--I see all.  I am secure with the fact that I'm nothing close to "potentially violent." 

Fortunately for me, the recent revelation that the whole thing goes back 20 years and is predicated on a mixed relationship--something that is nobody else's fucking business--completely frees me from any of the many ridiculous insinuations and contrived allegations that have been leveled against me.  The sheer audacity and self-righteousness required to think that my behavior is any of your business is beyond description.  I see how you use the network to defame and persecute someone, making it difficult to find work, and then accuse them of laziness.  It's a pathetic game played by pathetic people.  In hindsight, I recall several instances while living in New York in which a couple of people would sit near me and have an obnoxiously loud conversation for the purpose of harassment, something I've learned is a major part of the treatment.  I had a strong enough mind then to avoid it and the only reason it worked now is because you fucks used the defamation to isolate me.  I remember the RAT saying to my brother during that time, "I don't know Joe--he's immune to it."

That said, let me assure you, that I positively do not give a fuck what anyone thinks of my behavior, which has been perfectly fine since about eighth grade.  In 7th grade, there were easily a half-dozen kids in the class that were much, much worse than me, but since I was the tallest, the principal labeled me the leader of the bad kids and put me through a positively humiliating ordeal in front of the class, after which several classmates, out of support, commented that they couldn't believe they did that to me.  (Fuck you, St. Stephen School--especially Judy Conti, you frigid, under-sexed bitch, you.) 

Furthermore, I will continue to think exactly what, and exactly how I please.   I don't need any advice on how to dress, how to act, how to speak, or how to deal with women.  It occurs to me that with all of those covert operative girlfriends, I always had an instinctual awareness that something wasn't right, and that was likely the reason I was not really very aggresive about marriage--something that is my business to take part in if and when I please.  It's not that I'm against marriage in general, but as I said, I always knew something was wrong with those women.  And, yes--if there is any conspiracy in this country is is against free men.  The point is, I am officially and permanently closed to suggestion and I will remain a free thinker.  The level of intrusiveness into my life is beyond description.  My life has been violated to an extent I didn't think possible.

By the way, one of those covert attempts by right-wing female operatives was by a woman named Cynthia Green.  Our relationship ended abruptly when I laughed at the following story which she told me on one of our first dates:  The night her mother went into labor with her there was a blizzard and the car was stuck in the driveway, unable to get past the snow drifts.  No one was available to clear the way.  Then, out of the hazy darkness, appeared a bearded man in a white hooded robe and carrying a snow shovel.  He proceeded to clear the way for Cynthia's mom to leave and, of course, make it to the hospital in time.  Yes--I laughed out loud at Cynthia's insistance that the man was Jesus Christ.

I will find the right lawyer.

Joseph C. Zoccali, Clearwater, Florida; Rick Wilson, Niles, Ohio; Christine Faranda, Cleveland, Ohio; Len Spector; Marc Greece, A&E Networks; Reverend David Plank, Palatine Bridge, NY; Carrie (Plank) Bruno, Queens, NY; Cynthia Green, Tech Recruiter; Sioux Logan, Red Stream Technologies; Mike Tricario, MTV; Sean Newman, Columbus, Ohio; Jim Reed, Columbus, Ohio; Zynga; Marty Eggert, Cleveland, Ohio; Kathy Haxton, Cleveland, Ohio, St. Joe’s Medical  Center, Warren, Ohio; Coleman Professional Services, Warren, Ohio; Laura McCormick

An Pham, anpham1111@gmail.com; Anna Stepnova, stepnova@aol.com; Barbara Anne Wolf, wolf.barbara.anne@gmail.com,  (415) 812-4926; Brian Montague, jetbpm@aol.com; Charles Crites, critesfam@sbcglobal.net; EHSOH, lovycera@gmail.com; Elizabeth Nicolosi, elizabethnicolosi@hotmail.com; Kristy Guertin, guertk@spu.edu; Meagan Franz, meaganfranz@hotmail.com; Miyako Abe, mtea2006@yahoo.com; Nora Salah, nsalah01@yahoo.com; Teresa Keller, teresa@rtwwithus.org; Natasha Warder; 

Kathleen Kashay; Erica Agyeman; Darcy Estes; Alison Victor; Tracy Dietz; Kaitlin McGaw; 

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E.U. / My Story, Chapter X (X = ten(10), right?)

Different E.U...  The E.U. I refer to here is the Experience Unlimited section of the California Employment Development Department (E.D.D.).  It's basically a job and networking club for professionals who have different qualifications than those who usually pursue skilled labor or similar jobs through state employment agencies.  Many of the people in E.U. San Francisco are technical professionals.  Some are in communications-related fields or

accounting.  My background is in television production and so far I've only met one other person in E.U. with such a background.  Alison Victor (seen here) sports one hell of a video/film resume which includes a variety of production experience and various awards and nominations.  She has been recognized by Oprah Winfrey and The Today Show.  She put together exactly the kind of career I would like to have, but unfortunately, my immediate family's intentional, systematic, envy-driven abuse directed by my brother succeeded in destroying my self-esteem (The truth is, not knowing their full intentions, I semi-consciously allowed it in the hopes of non-hostile relations.  How stupid.  Familial loyalty has ruined my life.) to the point where I had no idea at the time the that was exactly the kind of thing I could have and should have been doing, despite the moderate level of success I reached in the capital of the planet.  Carrie, you and your folks were so right.  (Of course, I did produce a pretty cool sports commercial just for kicks.  It was wayyyy too long and the audio sucked, but the concept, camera-work, and editing all pretty much rocked.)

Part of my stalkers' M.O. is that they manufacture a reason to approach me and once they do, at some point early in the initial meet-and-greet, they hit me with a short series of questions delivered in a very matter-of-fact, business-like style.  The questions always seem to be meant to confirm 2 or 3 things about my personal history.  It was when I experienced this with Alison that I came to a conclusion about the nature of how the radical, psychotic feminists stalking and harassing me operate.  Basically, they've got an internet database, probably on one website or a small group of sites that share the same info.  The database is a list of guys who have been targeted for whatever reason.  I imagine the database probably lists the "infraction" perpetrated by the guy.  The radical psychos check the database regularly for targets in their area and then execute the stalking/harassment protocol without directly consulting any other radical psycho regarding their personal actions.  The rapid-fire questions about the subject's past delivered in the initial meeting are simply meant to confirm that the person they're talking to is indeed the person in the database, which must include at least an overview of a biography in addition to the supposed infraction.  It's safe to assume that this scenario is akin to, if not exactly the basis of what has been called the "lone wolf" status of many right-wing extremists.  By simply consulting the secret database and never directly discussing the individual subject with other radical pscyhos, in text or through oral speech, they're all safer from possible incrimination because of the minimal evidence. 

Alison isn't my only radical feminist stalker at E.U., though.  After my run-in with the Kaitlin McGaw, when I realized that I was indeed being stalked by psychotic radical feminists, I did a little internet research on feminist stalkers and came up with a couple sites that associated female stalkers with yoga.  I thought, "Wowww... Kristen, psycho-lawyer chick was into yoga."  During my initial orientation meeting for the club, there was a total of about 12 people in the group.  The person conducting the workshop commented on what a large group it was.  (After realizing the room was packed with my harassers, I skipped the rest of the week.  When I came back to complete the 4 remaining workshops, there was a total of 4 people in my group.  The largest group I've
noticed since had about 6 or 7 people in it.)  I sat directly across from a girl named Stacy Dietz.   She mentioned that she does massage therapy for couples.  I looked her up on the good ol' internet and it turns out her name is actually Tracy Dietz (seen here) and her service is called Thai Yoga Massage for Couples.  

Also in that initial extra-large orientation session where several folks with military background who brought obviously prepared speeches for statements we were assigned to write during the workshop about our personal skills and attributes.  A big part of my stalking is my stalkers attempting to damage my self-esteem by one-upping me in any way they can.  In all of their speeches, these folks mentioned all the people they supervised and the multi-million dollar values of the projects they were associated with.  Of course, being modest as I am, I didn't mention the combined advertising revenue associated with the television programming for which I played a major role in the successful production of.  The problem with working in TV production is that it makes you a perfectionist.  Everything must be right and decisions are made and changed on a minute-to-minute basis.  If you add it all up, the ad revenue gained for the programming which I played a major part producing most likely totals more than the gross sum of all the fake numbers these planted phonies spouted in their pre-written bullshit speeches at E.U.  (This is just one of the many effective exercises in the excellent E.U. Workshops.)  I personally produced teases and bumps, with quotes of my choice, when Clinton was impeached.  I handled production of video-cover for anchor narration when Princess Diana was killed, just to name a couple.  Often, these tasks are performed at the last minute and with 6 other things to do.  I had nights working in breaking news when I literally did not have a chance to take a piss for 6 hours straight because I was so busy.  Talk to the people I worked with in TV.  I defy you to find one who would call me lazy.  The only reason my career at CBS ended was because I was sleeping on some crack-head's floor (I'd be

awoken by the scchhick-scchhick sound of a Bic lighter (seen here) at 3 a.m.) during the final weeks before cancellation of the show I was working on, and Russ Sarnoff found out I was rolling in late.  I didn't realize at the time that I could have gone to him and told him my story and likely gotten a favorable response.

A couple of the phonies at that orientation meeting even mentioned at the outset that they weren't supposed to be there.  One of them, a guy named John, showed up yesterday, March 1, 2010, to relieve the person working the desk at noon, the time the shift change usually occurs.  It turns out he wasn't on the schedule, though and I found out today that yesterday he only stayed for about an hour.  Of course, when he came in as I was leaving, he alluded to his military background in the same tone he made similar comments directed at me during the orientation meeting.  In regard to serving the country, I applaud you and thank you, John...or whatever the fuck your name is.  In regard to the attempt to intimidate me, I couldn't be effected less.

Here are the names I have of the stalkers from that Orientation meeting:
Tracy Dietz
John Cannon
Suzanne Kirk (I imagine she's a combo conservative fundamental extremist/military/feminist--the worst of all worlds.)

There were many others there, but I was unable to identify them by name.  The Asian woman sitting with John the one-hour-at-the-desk guy is the one that makes me wonder.  U.S. intelligence?  C.I.A.?  Who knows.  Either way, she didn't fit.  Feminist, maybe.  She looked like a scientist making observations, but who knows?  It just occurred to me that the military/government-related folks harassing me are probably all using fake names.  Alison Victor brought a couple buddies I saw in passing, but I haven't been able to identify them.  

I will.

A point for the psychotic feminists:  back in the early 00s, my brother, a sociopathic liar who's extremely angry because of myriad issues from his past, took great pride in maintaining intimate relationships with 3 different women simultaneously.  I believe part of the reason he started his campaign of defamation against me is because one day I told him that I could no longer lie for him to maintain the charade when I would encounter any of the three.  His "main" gf at the time is named Lisa who lived nearby.  One of the other two was name Mirabelle (Did I spell that right?) who didn't live far from him either, and the other was a less than moderately attractive bartender from an adjacent town.  I can't recall her name, but it was easy to tell that she probably was the best of the three in the

sack, as Joe had indicated.  I don't recall the name of the restaurant, but it had a long bar inside, a good-sized patio out back with a square-shaped bar backed up to the building, and tables with umbrellas.  Since this description could apply a lot of restaurants in that area, I'll say, strictly for the purposes of identification, that this bartender girl had a centrally oriented facial feature that pronounced itself more loudly than most.  The only other thing I remember about the place is that it was situated at the corner of an intersection and that during one of our visits there, I introduced my nephew (who's probably more fucked up by my Scientologist brother than anyone else) to the Flaming Doctor Pepper (seen here). 

Also remember, psychotic radical feminists, that it is a common tactic to accuse a rival of something you are guilty of.  I suspect my brother's anger toward women stems from the fact that he caught his high school sweetheart and another guy in the act while they were living in college together.  Of course, he's also quite jealous of my success with the opposite sex in addition to other things.  If you're doing this because of something this monumental asshole said, please...wake the fuck up.  He's fooled you just like everybody else.  Maybe you should be stalking him.

Now... I just read something on the internet suggesting that radical feminists stalk the guys who simply don't cave into their abuse.  If that's the case, I guess I'll just have to continue on course to fix this shit the way I know I can.  You see, there's this thing about investigative reporters--they love 2 things: 1.) A compelling, dramatic story with a lot of twists and turns, particularly if it involves politics, and 2.) Investigating things.

My buddies at CBS are going to LOVE this shit.


Chapter 10 Amendment

I forgot something important.  Back in the early 00s when my bro was covertly maintaining relationships with 3 different women at the same time, my sister, who had the audacity to make a comment to me about "respecting women's feelings", was fully aware of what he was up to.  I bailed on the charade before she did...if she ever did.  There's a strong woman for ya.

Joseph C. Zoccali, Clearwater, Florida; Rick Wilson, Niles, Ohio; Christine Faranda, Cleveland, Ohio; Len Spector; Marc Greece, A&E Networks; Reverend David Plank, Palatine Bridge, NY; Carrie (Plank) Bruno, Queens, NY; Cynthia Green, Tech Recruiter; Sioux Logan, Red Stream Technologies; Mike Tricario, MTV; Sean Newman, Columbus, Ohio; Jim Reed, Columbus, Ohio; Zynga; Marty Eggert, Cleveland, Ohio; Kathy Haxton, Cleveland, Ohio, St. Joe’s Medical  Center, Warren, Ohio; Coleman Professional Services, Warren, Ohio; Laura McCormick

An Pham, anpham1111@gmail.com; Anna Stepnova, stepnova@aol.com; Barbara Anne Wolf, wolf.barbara.anne@gmail.com,  (415) 812-4926; Brian Montague, jetbpm@aol.com; Charles Crites, critesfam@sbcglobal.net; EHSOH, lovycera@gmail.com; Elizabeth Nicolosi, elizabethnicolosi@hotmail.com; Kristy Guertin, guertk@spu.edu; Meagan Franz, meaganfranz@hotmail.com; Miyako Abe, mtea2006@yahoo.com; Nora Salah, nsalah01@yahoo.com; Teresa Keller, teresa@rtwwithus.org; Natasha Warder; 

Kathleen Kashay; Erica Agyeman; Darcy Estes; Alison Victor; Tracy Dietz; Kaitlin McGaw

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