One Adventure: Surveillance in Toronto

Tuesday, May 31, 2005

Elder Bush would like son Jeb to run for president - Yahoo! News

Elder Bush would like son Jeb to run for president - Yahoo! News

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Friday, May 27, 2005

Underdog's glory days are long gone

Proving my surveillance is like taking one step forward and ten steps back. Arrghh! Just last night, my mother said to me, 'everybody gets hang-up calls - it happens all the time.' For godsakes, I know that. If people are going to second-guess even my most basic evidence - that is, the constant weird phone calls I still receive - I'm literally gonna go crazy.

All I know is: major things are going on; I'm being threatened; and others are seriously at risk. Yet, when one lacks credibility - as I do - it's impossible to say or do anything about anything. (Correction: Something can be done.)

Too bad, I didn't have a recorder back in 2001. I could've taped some of the *crazy* Hollywood-movie-type encounters I've had with people. Now that I do actually have an audio recorder, I can see how and why intelligence agencies appear to have benefitted from their close study of my overanxious self, and my outspoken ways. (All of this goes beyond your wildest dreams.)

Despite my new gadgets (ie, camera, recorder), connecting all the dots remains a challenge. [1] What I need people to do is to step 'outside the box' with me, in order to better grasp the situation. I've been called an innovative person before, and my strategies for coping with surveillance have been somewhat inventive. Yet, to credibly describe how my surveillers have reaped countless benefits from my oppression, my inflammatory ways, my dismal employment experiences, and others' disbelief in me, would take forever.

Well, now that I've got all that off my chest, let's dive right in...


Fine-Tuning the Capitalist System - Part 1

(I haven't gotten to my discussion on water yet, but this is a start.)

In February, I happened to watch American Justice: The Erin Brockovich Story on TV. [2] Being suspicious, paranoid me - a response largely developed through the relentless surveillance and harassment I've been experiencing for four years now - I immediately wondered WHY this program was being aired. [3] Then, a few days later, surprise! U.S. President George W. Bush announces a new bill, which limits class-action lawsuits against companies. Unbelievable as it may seem, this makes corporations even less culpable now.

Where does this leave public accountability?

Perhaps the Bush administration was watching and waiting on the results of Canada's Walkerton water case to gauge public responses in Canada. The trial had ended just two months before, in late December 2004, and a very light sententence had been passed.

[Edit: To avoid writing too long a post, I did not comment on the Walkerton water case. Yet, it's pretty clear the Canadian government neatly sidestepped its role and responsibility in this disaster. Other thoughts to come...]

Actually, the U.S. feds probably knew how minor Canada's punishment would be for such an unnecessary tragedy, which killed seven people and caused sickness for more than 2000 residents in Walkerton, Ontario. [4][5]

The new U.S. bill blocking class-action lawsuits may not prove my 'surveillance theories.' But please just bear in mind the overall context of my concerns: I believe corporate monopolies are rapidly being strengthened, as a result of illegal government surveillance tactics, and unprecedented co-operation among major corporations is currently underway - particularly in the IT (information technology), digital media, food/agriculture, and other major industries. I believe such invasive surveillance and research is taking place in Toronto - and across Canada - on a scale that few people would ever possibly believe.

The new bill being implemented by the U.S. government is consistent with concerns I had expressed in this post about growing totalitarianism.





For a more technical, yet left-leaning explanation about the anti-class action bill, please see:

'Bush signs bipartisan bill to curb class action lawsuits' - World Socialist Web Site, Feb. 22, 2005.


It seems, to me, both the wealthy and the powerful are being protected, in more ways than one. According to iWon News, 'President Bush brought another new law into force last month, by setting tough penalties of up to 10 years in prison for anyone caught distributing a movie or song prior to its commercial release.'

Tsk, tsk for those who believe in affordable art and entertainment. Never mind the health and lives of those who are knowingly subjected to various forms of industrial pollution, chemical side effects, and the like.

(By the way, my neighbour downstair's door just slammed heavily, as I was adding the above paragraph. Paranoia? Perhaps. But I can show, later, that this person has clearly been harassing me for two long years, without due cause. While I may bare my teeth at others, except for two brief responses from me - which another neighbour fully applauded, before finally moving out in frustration from the music and noise - I have never given this person reason to perpetually harrass me.)

Entertainment is the grandest illusion of them all. Average consumers pay a good portion of their earnings on entertainment products. This leaves them disempowered and dependent on media, as well as being susceptible to any propaganda they may inevitably bring.

'Feds Shut Web Site in Piracy Crackdown' - iWon News, May 25, 2005.

The timing of this media piracy crackdown is interesting. The article indicates authorities had prior knowledge and evidence, yet they chose to shut down the site and arrest the webmasters, after the Star Wars sequel was released, and massive downloading was well underway.

Star Wars: Revenge of the Sith is an amazing film, by the way. Definitely worth seeing. I'm a Star Wars fan, yet nothing could compare with the incredible fandom of a friend from my former school programme.


I STRONGLY RECOMMEND SEEING American Justice: The Erin Brockovich Story.


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[1] I'll eventually post a complete list of both my 'Basic Activist Survival Kit' and my 'Digital Gear Guide for Activists.' Neither one will be comprehensive: they will simply specify what I personally use for survival and self-defense.

[2] Although the ANDERSON v PACIFIC GAS & ELECTRIC case took place just ten or so years ago, I can assure you that with today's sophisticated technology and insidiously widespread surveillance, such a successful crusade as Erin Brockovich and Ed Masry's is never likely to happen again - unless it is deliberately contrived. Expect many of the latter to surface in the news.

[3] I was unsurprised to discover The Erin Brockovich Story documentary is several years old, which means the recent February 2005 airing was not part of American Justice's regular season schedule.

[4] I'm certainly no fan of jail sentences, as being a cure-all for society's many complex problems. In May 2000, I participated in the International Penal Abolition conference at Ryerson University. Compared to expensive U.S.-backed super-jails, like those we now have in Ontario, the concept of 'healing or transformative justice' takes a broader approach. Healing justice does not absolve governments of responsibility, nor does it minimize the impacts upon victims and communities - instead, it focuses on rehabilitation. Wrong-doers are taken to task at a deep personal level. Perpetrators can then see how much they have either wronged others or transgressed society - and hopefully, will reform. This also allows victims more personal closure.

(Note: I participated in an anti-police brutality protest march, during the ICOPA conference. In retrospect, I now believe several people I had met 'by chance' are probably government moles or plants.)


[5] More articles on the Walkerton water disaster:

Deadly E.coli in Ontario - About.com Canada Online, May 31, 2000,

'Walkerton water tragedy' - The Globe and Mail, Oct. 18, 2004.

Monday, May 23, 2005

Mass media equals massive concerns

If anyone's still reading this weblog, thank you for sticking with it. I'm downright weary from all this constant proving, and things aren't great right now. I'm also at a major crossroads, and I can barely think straight.

On a personal level, I have to deal with all-encompassing surveillance and harassment - while trying to take notes, get organized, compensate for my ADD, find and keep a job, acquire digital tools, deal with debts, stay healthy, and so on. The incidents I've mentioned on here hardly convey how insidious the surveillance actually is. Trust me, you'd be utterly shocked, if you knew.


Weblog Challenges

In writing this weblog, I also have various challenges to contend with:

  1. 1. Occasional problems accessing internet through my provider;

  2. 2. Repeated difficulties using specific websites (Blogger.com, Yahoo.com) - both at my place and at my mother's;

  3. 3. Weblog not appearing properly in certain browsers (eg, Internet Explorer);

  4. 4. Tampering of this weblog (I just glanced through several past posts and found typos and grammatical errors that I'm sure I didn't make - I may be responsible for most of them, but definitely not all);

  5. 5. My efforts to create an alternate website have been repeatedly blocked;

  6. 6. Trying to organize broad information and present it credibly is difficult;

  7. 7. Challenging people's deeply-held beliefs about society and how it functions, plus trying to describe what the heck is going on, is hell!

Note:
I actually believe the respective companies, themselves, are responsible for items #1 to #3. By linking my surveillance to growing digital monopolies and global agendas for control, I may have brought on the corporate heavies, who knows? I strongly suspect the government is behind items #4 and #5. Items #6 and #7 are my own self-imposed struggles.




Problems accessing Blogger.com.




Not always the same types of access problems.




Stuck inside my own weblog, unable to navigate.




Similar problems with my Yahoo! email accounts, since
last October, at both my place and my mother's place.




(more examples to come)


Basically, keeping up with the constant phenomena is challenging enough - never mind trying to make sense of it all, or write about it coherently, while also trying to improve my interpersonal relationships and deal with emotional baggage.

Another dilemma I'm having is interviewing for jobs that run counter to everything I've been advocating for. [1]


More Neurotic Clarifications


I realize my neurotic, long-winded explanations are annoying, but overcoming people's judgements or inaccurate perceptions is necessary, before I can present some of my wild 'n' crazy surveillance theories. Eventually, though, I think many people will find that I've been a lot closer to the truth on various issues than most dare imagine.

It may seem like I enjoy raining on other people's parades, but, while there may be some truth in that, my main problem is: I have no way of proving certain social and political events, people, organizations, and overall patterns are linked, so I always end up looking like the Evil One. People need to question shifting social and political trends, as well as challenge their most basic assumptions about everyday realities. I can't always connect the dots here.


Unity in Diversity


To the person I recently apologized to in a recent post, I also want to say that in no way do I underestimate your talents, skills, and vision. You are a great inspiration to me, and have been for many years. I am a big fan of your work, and have even passed out flyers, or directed people to your website, out of sheer enthusiasm.

Nevertheless, there are real barriers in our society. When I wrote to you, back in 2003, I sensed that your deserved credit was being sidelined by subtle sexism in your profession, as well as through media politics. Yet, being a talented person with a unique vision, you've clearly prevailed, and you continue to build a loyal following. I, for one, am grateful that you've helped to create much-needed spaces and experiences for those who seek something different. THAT'S AWESOME!!!

Clearly, your successes have little to do with Big Brother. What you have achieved has been deservedly through your own efforts. Yet, that doesn't mean Big Bro isn't insidiously involved, eavesdropping, posing, working the scene, and so on.

Still, I'm sorry, if I undercut you. I've got a sh*tload of stress going on. Constant harassment, psychopathic threats, and downright cruelty, while bearing witness to growing injustices and unnecessary tragedies ain't no joyride. People are being harmed, and the public is being seriously co-opted. While I do see some 'sense' in it all, I personally don't believe mind control and death-dealing are necessary or justified, nor do I condone such things.

To understand the overall picture, one needs to look at history and appreciate how empires are built. The huge fanfare around Pope John Paul II's recent passing, the media's reinvigoration of Catholicism worldwide, and the installation of the new pope, Benedict XVI, for example, are not solely about public sympathy and religious interest, or even selling media and maximizing profits. [2] There's probably more to it.

I've thought about the decimation of Native peoples, as well as the history of slavery in North America. For better or for worse, such subjugation helped to create the society that we live in today. The fact is, Canadian civil rights and social equality - both of which are supposedly upheld by law - only came to pass in recent decades, starting from the 1960s onward. Given this overall context, I don't think my 'crazy' notions about deadly surveillance and political control are all that unlikely.


Nabbing the Youth Market


Speaking of mass media and conservative backings, have you checked out Dose, the new, free magazine aimed at youths? Have you also seen Dose's splashy, expensive transit ads?

Hmm. In my New Surveillance worldview, this open letter from Thunderbird's editors plays like yet another good-cop / bad-cop maneuver cleverly intended to generate media attention, and help foster both controversy and social polarizations. Frankly, I think Canada is being worked over by American media strategists with far more speed and finesse than most of us can even conceive.

Also, has anyone noticed the resurging media interest in, and frequent references to, World War II and Adolph Hitler?

I can't keep up with all the media news, but many stories, and particularly how they're being presented, seem to closely correspond with concerns I've been trying to raise on here, and the various angles I'm attempting to explore. Personally, I feel that what's happening to Canada - propaganda-wise - parallels totalitarian control tactics used in former Nazi Germany. The awful thing is: No one knows it's happening, because everything seems so normal and wonderful.


Off The Cuff


Check this out: "CBS Cancels Dan Rather's '60 Minutes'"

Last summer, I started worrying about the continuation of 60 Minutes and the fate of investigative journalism in the U.S., after they aired the story, 'Doing Business with the Enemy.' [3] Likewise, I became concerned about Canada's counterSpin TV program, which was probably one of Canada's last, free-thinking, national news programs. After watching a segment debating Canada-U.S. relations, in light of the war on Iraq, back in September 2003 (??), I circulated one of my unwelcome email rants. Three months later, the show got canned.

However much people may see me as a 'sensationalist,' my concerns and predictions are often on the mark. I may err on certain details, yet overall, democracy and freedom are being cut-back and re-moulded into a new model of control. Unfortunately, everything may appear to be progressive and feel-good.

Multicultural or alternative music concerts at Toronto's waterside entertainment complexes are a good start. For example, I immediately became suspicious about the ReggaeFest concert that got bungled last year. Sure enough, certain key players pulled a Good Cop / Bad Cop routine, while leaving others to take the blame, or to fight amongst themselves. The concert also experienced the same types of 'electrical failures,' which conveniently took place on the last day of the Citizens' Inquiry into 9-11 (the only day I attended). Now, with the growing number of mega-entertainment parties and planning developments shaping up along Front Street, I can see why that major reggae music concert was set to self-destruct in such a majorly disappointing way.


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[1] My employment efforts are still being tampered with by the government. I'll explain how and why, later.

[2] Articles above describe Pope John Paul II's public face. Yet, obviously, there's more to both the pope and the papacy.

[3] See 'Shifting Focus: Churchill vs. Cheney' (Feb. 23/05).

Freaking inside out

Omigod. Rereading my post, 'Being believed,' it almost sounds like I have repressed desire for this particular receptionist. Not true! There was someone, who used to be at that office, whom I had the hots for, but it wasn't this person. (Note: I've since edited the post.)

I admit that I'm quite the stereotypical bisexual (hey, Anything That Moves). But it's also true to say that, during these past few years of emotional unwellness, I've been seriously unable to control my sexual energies.[1] I'd give off 'mixed messages' or flirt with everybody and anybody - no matter how inappropriate it was (eg, married people, relatives, folks over 80, etc). This has frustrated me beyond belief. Yet, the harder I tried to curb these tendencies, the worse it would get. Meanwhile, people I've actively pursued, or shown interest in, tend to reject me in a big way. Such is life.

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[1] My claiming psychological or emotional unwellness is probably like saying, I have a bellybutton. At some point, I started to realize most people are just as f*cked-up as I am, but they either hide it better, or perhaps, they don't pick at their wounds the way I do.

Saturday, May 21, 2005

Email spying and internet tampering

Some readings on digital surveillance at work:

  1. 'Is your boss monitoring your e-mail' - MSN News, May 18, 2005

  2. 'Big boss is watching' - MSN News, Sept. 24, 2004


Below are a few personal examples of what I mean by internet and computer tampering:

Recently, I posted a screenshot of my Yahoo! email account not functioning properly.[1] Using Hello.com, I uploaded this file and typed in a brief caption: 'y' for Yahoo. But as the image started to transfer, the letters 'e p' magically appeared, so the caption became 'yep.' (Also, see this post.)

I didn't bother doing a web capture of all this. It's just one of many petty anomalies that have occurred, particularly during the past eight months or so. Also, trying to prove and explain such computer glitches to others is frustratingly difficult, time-consuming, and a sure way to invite rejection and disdain.[2]

The fact is, using both the internet and 'Remote Assistance,' it is possible for someone else to view your computer screen, explore your files, control your mouse and keyboard, and so on. I also heard computers can be accessed, even when they're turned off.

Disabling Remote Assistance on the computer's operating system(eg, Microsoft XP) doesn't seem to do much. I switched this feature off, on both my computer and my mother's computer, yet odd incidents continue to happen. It's like being stalked: so much data can be accessed, and one's entire personality can be closely studied, both through one's computer files and internet surfing habits.

Another recent example of the computer having a mind of its own occurred in early May. I had called Sympatico to find out why internet access at my mother's place is so slow. (My mother's computer also became painfully sluggish in February of this year, yet computer performance shouldn't affect internet speed.) Anyway, this lengthy call turned into a 2-hour probe, as I posed questions to the Sympatico reps, who had been *randomly* assigned to my call. Digital security, growing co-operation between major companies in the computer technology field, and Bell Canada and Sympatico's new corporate direction, were a few of the topics discussed.

After hanging up, I noticed that the date on the computer had suddenly been fast-forwarded to May 31, 2005 (the call took place on May 1, or so, checking date...). Having used the computer for several days, and having checked the date on that very day (as I often do, because I never know what date it is), I know that it was set correctly, up until I made this particular call to Sympatico / Bell. [3]


Security: Learning In The Real World

Many people have questioned, and rightly so, why the government would bother to play such silly games, or waste their precious time and resources on little ol' me. I've often wondered that myself, believe me.

Yet, the fact of the matter is, supposed 'security measures' do not happen in a vaccuum - real-life people and actual scenarios provide intelligence agencies with prime opportunities to fine-tune their social control tactics. I am just one of many useful targets for the powers-that-be.

While this may sound egocentric, I believe that, collectively, I and those whom I often vibe with have proven to be a superb case study for Big Brother. To my great despair, this has facilitated an unprecedented level of privacy invasion, corporate collusion, and totalitarian control on a global scale.

Just remember this: In a wired world, digital conveniences don't only serve their end-users. The single, most far-reaching consumer product that is undoing public power, democracy, privacy rights, and grassroots autonomy is: the cellphone.


(Ironically, I don't even use a cellphone, although I'm considering doing so, as I go techno-crazy with gadgets to help me keep track of everything.)

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[1] Yahoo! is considered one of the most reliable websites on the internet. Yet, I've had repeated anomalies with all of my Yahoo! email accounts, ever since I switched over from Mail.com last year. Difficulties in navigating my Yahoo! account only seem to happen at my place, or my mother's place - never at the library, cybercafes, school, or any other public terminals.

[2] One quirky and frustrating email incident took place on a queer health listserv I used to subscribe to. I wrote an email message to follow-up on my application to volunteer with a certain organization. It was clear from what I wrote that the person had clearly overlooked or ignored my original application and quite some time had passed. After I copied and pasted in the recipient's email address, I hit 'Send,' but somehow, the group list's email address suddenly reappeared, and this message got distributed to the entire listserv, making me look like I was publicly complaining or exposing this person. I suspect that no one on the list believed I had posted this email 'by accident,' since I already had a reputation for being a rabble-rouser. Yet, I definitely did not intend to do so. I ended up unsubscribing from this listserv, shortly thereafter.

Note: I do realize email and internet glitches happen. Yet, I have far more of them than your average computer user. These incidents are well-timed, and they often seem deliberate and strategic. They are also not isolated events: I usually have a host of other weird problems and strange encounters happening around the same time. While it may be convenient to dismiss my suspicions as mere delusions, I think there's more to it.

[3] May 31 is a significant date, for several reasons. I'll be posting more about this shortly.


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Monday, May 09, 2005

More to this than meets the eye






'I spy, with my little eye...'



Note: There's more I could say about this picture, but you'll have to wait.


More to come on the food and water angles...


Monday, May 02, 2005

Being believed

Right now, I'm tired and feeling frustrated by people's disbelief. I'm probably being too harsh and demanding on both myself and others. For example, in my April 13 post, I made such a big to-do about one short sentence, which I had added to an earlier weblog entry. I sensed that inserting this comment might have rubbed someone, whom I greatly admire, the wrong way. I have a terrible habit of hammering points home - when I get the chance - since I have zero credibility, at the moment. Unfortunately, I can be insensitive as hell in doing so.


Getting the Boot

I also wasn't in the best of moods that week, when I wrote my apology post and made that pompous call for solidarity. On Monday, April 11, yet another of my counsellors and I parted ways, after a year and two months of counselling. This was my family doctor; they insisted that I'm just too much stress to deal with, and that I simply don't want to get better. [1]

What seemed to prompt my doctor's decision is that the previous week, one of the receptionists (who had joined the office a few months after I started going for counselling there) had reported me for taking my digital camera out, and supposedly taking pictures, while standing in line. Now, there were other people in front of me, and I was pretty far back from the counter, plus I had only switched on my camera for half a minute - yet, the moment I did so, this receptionist got up and left her seat. (And yes, I do think this receptionist is a mole.) Then, based on this receptionist's say-so, my doctor came down hard on me for purportedly taking pictures of people. [2]

When confronted by my doctor, I calmly responded with these comments and questions:

  1. Why do you automatically assume the receptionist is right? You didn't even ask me if I had taken any pictures.

  2. Why does the receptionist *think* I had taken pictures of her?

  3. Why didn't the receptionist ask me to turn off the camera, herself, if it was a big problem? That would've been the mature and professional thing to do.

This receptionist instantly assumed I was photographing her and, in a big huff, she went off to tell the doctor. [3] I'd say that was paranoid and reactionary behaviour, on her part. I've been nothing but polite to the staff in this office. We're not talking about a psychiatric centre here, folks. I was standing in a large medical clinic, in the heart of downtown Toronto's hospital district. Checking out my new digital camera is hardly cause for alarm.


Cornered Like a Rat


Two days later, as I was leaving my apartment to speak to my landlord about my bounced rent cheque, I found cat shit on my doormat. [4] I had called him the night before to arrange for an appointment.





After talking to the landlord (property manager), I went back to my apartment to get my coat, so I could go to the bank to ask about the NSF (non-sufficient funds) charge to my account.

As I headed back downstairs, I noticed a City of Toronto box, sitting outside my neighbour's apartment. (This is the same neighbour, who owns the cat that apparently sh*t on my doorstep.) The fact that I had taken a picture of the container, at that precise moment, suggests I was expecting further problems and mishaps of a greater magnitude. [5] I may have guessed right, as you'll see, below.




What's relevant about a City of Toronto container?

I had recently figured out, indirectly, that I hadn't made it onto a community taskforce committee, which I had applied to in March. As some of you may know, I've been pretty outspoken about this particular municipal initiative. Since there have been other well-timed incidents in my building that coincided with my activities and efforts in this community group, I figured the sudden appearance of this recycling bin was relevant.

I've also never seen a City of Toronto recycling bin for organic matter in, or near, the building before. This box is clearly not meant for apartments, and it is not the property of this building.

This recycle bin was only there for that one day. The fact that it was placed exactly where I glance, whenever I pass by that floor, seemed odd to me. (Note: I usually look at that apartment door, because that's where my neighbour - who has driven several tenants out with their extreme noise - lives.)

Anyway, as I exited the building, a truck arrived, which proceeded to block me in. I was literally trapped in this alleyway, with people on three sides of me: the guy from the trucking company, my landlord (who had come out to watch the garbage being hauled away), and two people (presumably tenants) standing at the far end of the alley.

I had noticed the latter two, when I first stepped outside. They appeared to be sharing a hilarious joke. As I wondered at their mirth, I suddenly realized this hauling truck was barricading my only way out. Startled, I looked around and saw the back gate was locked. When I glanced, a second time, these two people had crossed the alley, and tried to hide themselves behind a protruding wall, perhaps to avoid my tiny camera's gaze (?).

This *alleyway ambush* is just one of many adventures I had that week. Heaps of other stuff happened, too, like: a) my getting the heave-ho by my doctor; b) being unable to access my weblog for two days, while desperately seeking alternate means; c) my 'dead' phone line, and so on.

The following week was equally colourful: there was the unexpected visit by two Jehovah's Witnesses, the strange actions of two new Field to Table drivers; other phone and internet stuff, and so on.

Disempowered Blog


I was literally stuck inside my weblog - I couldn't even log-out. [6]


Friendly 'Witnesses'



(recording to come)


Media with a Message



Watching the man, who was loading trash onto the truck, I asked him, 'Do you work for the City?' His odd responses merely reinforced my suspicions. When I pulled out my camera, for example, he immediately said, in a droll tone: 'You know, it's illegal to take pictures of people without their permission, eh, sweetheart.'

Kindly recall that my run-in with the medical receptionist took place just two days before.

Also, is this how the average truckloader would respond to such questions? He assumed an immediate threat and started pointing out legal issues. Plus, his taunting voice was more like: Who's watching who, baby.

When I asked, if this truck had been dispatched by the City, he was evasive. Finally, he said, 'It's a company.' Yet, he refused to tell me the name. Instead, he directed me to 'the other guy,' that is, the truck's driver. When I asked this second man what company the truck belongs to, he gruffly replied, 'It's a private company,' with a clear emphasis on the word 'private.'

(Private? Privacy? Personal rights? ...Oh yeah, I remember those things.)

Eventually, the truck backed out to leave, and I emerged from the alleyway, taking two pictures of the departing vehicle. The driver of the truck gave me the finger. The first man, who had been loading the garbage, left in a blue van. Although he was following the main truck, he quickly spun off in a different direction - squealing tires and all - after shouting at me: 'What - you like taking pictures of people who give you the finger?! You fuckin' nutcase!' Funny you should put it that way.

Both men became hostile very quickly, simply because I had asked some basic questions, while snapping a few shots.





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[1] Needless to say, my doctor doesn't believe in my conspiracy theories, or my claims of surveillance; however, we parted on good terms.

[2] This receptionist has made several knowing comments to me on various occasions - one time involved a change of phone numbers (details to come). Also, whenever I'm supposed to meet up with a certain friend, strange things always happen (eg, my phone line going dead, while talking to this friend, after we weren't able to meet). Last summer, this friend and I went to FoodShare's second annual open buffet at City Hall, and three people - all of whom I believe are moles - suddenly walked right into my view that strange day. The receptionist, above, was one, the previous Field to Table driver was another (yes, he has reasons to be there, but it's the way these people stepped into my line of vision that seemed deliberately choreographed), and there was a third person.

[3] Occasionally, I've had to remind my doctor that strange anomalies have happened while I've been a patient at this medical office. Many incidents seem to involve this particular receptionist (eg, missing medical reports, wrong appointment times, haphazard scheduling, odd comments). Note: I 've never been rude or unpleasant to the staff.

[4] My rent cheque bounced for reasons beyond my control. There were several oddities around this whole incident. Such *personal setbacks*, which I enounter regularly, often involve co-ordination between major institutions. That's why no one is likely to believe my surveillance theories.

[5] Another reason why people don't believe I'm being harassed by the government - besides the fact that I'm incoherent, inconsistent, emotionally unstable, antagonistic, etc - is that so many scenarios I describe require constant surveillance, major financial resources, and institutional power and influence. Believe me, if I wasn't the one experiencing all this sadistic oppression, I'd think I was a crazy fool, too!

[6] I've learned enough about internet access, these past few years, to know that various 'glitches' with my weblog cannot be random anomalies. For example, I was able to access Blogger.com's site and log-in to my blog, but I couldn't navigate within it, nor could I log back out: I was literally trapped inside my own weblog. This happened for two full days, yet nothing unusual was reported on Blogger.com's homepage. I have various evidence of internet shenanigans.


Note: Please read the 'Comments' section, below, and click on the author's link. This post subtly supports my wild notion that both Canadian and U.S. intelligence agencies are involved in my harassment. This person's name is relevant to the situation in my building. Coincidence? Perhaps. But I doubt a random commenter from California, who happens to be a politically active, ultra-right wing Christian, could possibly have known this - without having had an inside tip.


Sunday, May 01, 2005

Fresh blood

What with all the glorious weather Toronto's been having, dwelling on my morbidly depressing concerns didn't seem right. I admit the sun's rays have been a lift to my own spirits, as well, but I'm also just tired of writing stuff, only to be endlessly disbelieved - so I've been sending email rants to people, instead.

I've also been spending my time looking for work. Yes, my gosh, that awful grind, which people are so certain I've been avoiding because I'm lazy and want an easy way out. The fact is, I've applied to literally hundreds of jobs over the years, but it's been a hard slog finding employment, even aside from my compromised emotional state, personal quirks, contentiousness, tardiness, etc. If you put together all the stuff I've been writing over the past six years, and seen how frantic or piqued I've been, or how emotionally involved I am in the issues I talk about, I think it should be obvious that I haven't exactly been coasting. Anyway, I recently did find a part-time job, but I'm not exactly celebrating. It will be interesting to see how things progress.

I could go into a whole spout about how I've been saying all along that there's an abundance of moles to be found in all types of transient work, and how I believe this trend began as a direct result of the government observing my and others' experiences at the hands of hospitality personnel agencies. I've said it before, it's like having a civilian army: most people could care less about ethical or legal concerns, personal integrity, or upholding civil rights - they just follow orders and get paid.

So, here's yet another of my dire warnings: Masses of people are being recruited and trained as convenient moles for the government. I guessed this might be the case back in 2002 (?). But now I'm getting a real sense of it. Far more people than you or I can possibly imagine are becoming willing accomplices to Big Brother's political and economic agendas.

(info to come)

People simply need or want extra money, and they're also eager to gain helpful connections. Yep, there's lots of mutual back-scratching going on: secret little spies are being planted in our midst faster than one can say, 'Smooth move.'

And who do you all have to thank for this miserable state of affairs? You got it: yours truly. (I know: more vague assertions. Please be patient.)


Getting Physical

I digress. Today, I actually wanted to share my concerns about a recent physical exam I had. I went through with it rather reluctantly. (My family doctor pointed out I was overdue and insisted I have one done.)

The thought of sending off my blood samples to a medical lab has me concerned, given everything I've been saying about biological and chemical attacks. [1] With fresh blood, they can analyze my DNA, blood count, nutritional levels, and so on - then, play with it. Technically speaking, it'd be easy for them to *create* an illness for me.

Here's a short list of reasons why I think medical labs aren't necessarily impartial, ethical, independent, or above government influence.

  • Told my doctor how people in the mental health community could work as moles for the government. My doctor's typical response: nutcase. Yet, my suspicions about this stem from many different experiences - from moles posing as homeless people (fake booze odour sprayed on, probably from a theatrical supplies store) to odd encounters at a psychiatric rehabilitation centre (no, I'm not being facetious), certain anomalies at a mental health centre, and so on. [2]

  • One psychiatric client I met, who's clearly brilliant in science (many 'mentally ill' folks are exceptionally intelligent), was suddenly offered a job and professional training as a lab technician, out of the blue. This happened not long after I began to suspect he'd been co-opted by the government, based on his weird remarks to me. I can assure you sudden job bonanzas hardly - if ever - happen in the mental health employment stream. How often have you been hand-picked from nowhere, and been given an ideal, paying, respectable job? It rarely happens, and I doubt if it's ever happened at this psychiatric centre before. This man's been a member for many years. This place is considered the end-of-the-line, last hope for mentally ill folks, who have nowhere else to turn. Who suddenly recognized this man's potential, and paved the way clear for him to be set-up in a job perfectly suited to his talents? Very strange. These types of unusual and sudden changes in fortune have been happening a lot in the past 2-1/2 years. I can point out how and why they're happening, and what the strategic relevance is - but I'll refrain. All I can say is, complex subterfuges don't only happen on TV.

  • Even more disturbing is how I've recently learned of five deaths, within the past two months, that I was instantly suspicious about. Then, I found out that each one involved respiratory problems and difficulty breathing. (Kindly recall my concerns about this email spam, and the word 'aspirate,' as mentioned in 'Calling all psychos!'

I am keeping notes about the types of disabling or deathly illnesses I could get, and which parts of me are most likely to be afflicted, as well as what parties may want to see me meet an early end, and why.


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[1] I've had other warning signs that either my life or health could be at risk (details to come).

[2] I believe three of my ten therapists, and one whom I had met briefly for an assessment, have been co-opted by the government. Is this possible or likely? If you can appreciate the gravity of the situation, you may understand why my egocentric notions may actually be true.



PS - For those who actually know me, I'd like to clarify that I haven't had paid work since June 2004 (yes, it's true), and employment has been sporadic, at best. Contrary to some people's assumptions, I have not been secretly or steadily earning cash tips, as a waitress or bartender. In six years, I've only achieved a few months of self-sufficiency. Being so nervous around money, power, and sex issues, I have avoided jobs that involved the handling of money. That's why I became a banquet server. Before I fell into a major depression in 1997, my character and personal word were seldom doubted. The fact that I am now second-guessed and mistrusted equally by relatives, friends, acquaintances, and institutions I've been involved with, as well as by people reading this weblog, should be clear evidence that I've been emotionally unwell.