I always had to ask questions: it could be why I’m a target. I asked why did AIDS just appear out of the blue one day, why do people get so addicted to drugs when life should be good enough? Why am I supposed to be so damn SKINNY to fit in or find a mate? Why are people who are supposed to be the closest to God sometimes the worst people to be around? I asked why everyone seemed different and colder after 1980 and the Republicans seized power (and kept it, Clinton is the best repub president we ever had), I asked why some people just kept getting shit on in life when others seemed to get by without even trying…AND I asked myself and others, who were the SO CALLED “GUNMEN” the news was always babbling about? It seemed there were these odd stories of “gunmen” going in places and shooting up strangers (or sometimes co workers) with no warning. It always ended up in the fearful cry for MORE gun laws (can we still bear arms?), more “MENTAL HEALTH” screenings, etc.
Another “gunman” is in the news. At least 18 injured. Another man shot up a municipal building after the police has given him over 100 THOUSAND DOLLARS in PARKING TICKETS. A boy shot up a mall in Omaha last year. A young man shot up a missions center before going 50 miles away to shoot up a church. A California woman shoots up the post office that she worked at. They don’t call it “going postal” for nothing. A “foreign” student at Virginia Tech shot up his school last year and all his “friends” come out later and say how “disturbed” he was. Later, it was revealed he had been harassed, possibly electronically as well! The first shooting I remember was the McDonald’s shooting in San Diego years ago. I asked why then, and I still ask why now, but the answer was always hanging out there right in my subconscious. I knew it then and I know it now: they are targets, they got harassed into insanity. Now the fearful sheeple will cower and ask for more “protection” against “gunmen” and more laws will be passed to restrict free movement.
I am old enough to remember no guards with badges and guns at grocery stores and malls. I remember not having to go to the court or other municipal building without a metal detector check. “Security” is everywhere now, even in every strip mall parking lot. Why don’t I feel safe? I once watched an undercover security guard on the bus talk into a tiny microphone about a rider he didn’t “like” (dressed wrong or something) and how he was going to harass and/or arrest this guy. The bus is full of cameras and even voice recorders now. The driver has a “hot line” to the cops. It’s still not enough for those people. The bus is full of perps every time I get on.
There are cameras watching us at every intersection. They install cameras in the light fixtures on the interstate so they don’t miss a thing. Even in the library, one of the very last bastions of “freedom” we have, cameras and guards are everywhere. Sometimes they follow me to see what I’m reading and/or checking out. One day, I was reading a book by a conspiracy theorist who died at a suspiciously young age, and 2 guards stood a ways off and talked about me. I kept my browsing to the fiction section after that. Talking about this crap is only “OK” if it’s in a book or movie it seems. One day in a bookstore, I was reading a book about a man who rode the rails..was followed by a railroad cop a few nights later. What a surprise. This was a bookstore that made a fuss about protecting the rights of customers having privacy on what they bought, too. They didn’t want to release records to the police about what a certain suspect was reading before he committed a crime. I noticed an “employee” of that same bookstore “hanging around” me when I was reading the book. Oh boy, I feel really SAFE don’t you?
The grandaddy of all “shooters” were the two Columbine shooters, though. It felt personal. As an unpopular kid in school I was continuously harassed and would FANTASIZE about getting “back” at them. I realized, though, it was just a fantasy, and people didn’t DO that, did they? Until they did, on April 20, 1999, of course. Sometimes I even get that terrible feeling that my adult targetting is just an outgrowth of the harassment I got in school put onto an adult level because my “dear” enemies could never get enough of me. I would see them years after graduating and still got harassed. I was horrified. I thought my “peers” had “grown up” and didn’t do that anymore. If that’s true, all the fancy theories I have had about my targetting concerning the Masonic Lodge, the Illuminati, or satan worshippers is a bunch of crap. Not that they aren’t involved, or course. I’m sure all the money has to come from somewhere. Once a target is submitted for a lifetime of harassment, money is no object, it seems. I wonder how much it costs to organize all that personnel and machinery to make my life miserable every year? I bet I could live well on a small fraction of that.
No one grows up anymore. “Adults” are just big kids with money, or poor, with even less maturity and even less impulse control. I even read a book on the subject but it’s right wing slant and object of getting people to agree with the Iraq war and “Islamofascism” put me off. I read another place that a male in our society is not considered an emotional “adult” until he’s 34. THIRTY FOUR???? 50 years ago, that was middle age, now it’s late childhood. Well, most of our “shooters” are under 34, should they charge them as “juveniles”? Not even, the first thing the wing nuts did was increase all sentences to ridiculous levels and started charging children as young as 10 as “adults”. Babies going away to adult prison for life for crimes a lot of times they did not do but were bullied into confessing to. Sounds like what they want to do to me via V2k..”confess” to something. What it is, is just another scam so they can pick on me more.
In the beginning, I thought that Columbine would be a good thing: people would finally recognize the bullying happens and pay attention to kids who complained about it instead of whisking them off to pill pushing shrinks. Columbine, instead, decided to “profile” kids who were “loners” to see if they were “dangerous” and needed “care”. Then I knew that satan ran the world. About then, I realized that something was going on in my life that would never end. I scoured the web looking for “it” and found it months later. Horrified as usual. Not only was my harassment “real”, it would never end and only get worse. No one would believe me. If I complained, I would be considered nuts and carted off to a mental ward and forced to take pills. I looked and looked for stories on targets whose harassment ended and found none. A few would have it reduced only for it to start up later. One even had it stop for TWO YEARS only to have it start up later worse than before. Sadistic bastards.
Now, the “grief counselors” will swoop in with a prescription pad and a DSM IV in hand. Whoopee. The “shooter” stories seem to be coming more and more often now. Almost every week. Will the sheeple wake up? Naw.
