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3 Things
Stalking is a horrendous crime that often leaves the victim in despair, which typically means you act irrationally. And not to do so is easier said than done. But here are my three basic things you should never do, based on my years of experience with gang-stalking, gaslighting, and harassment.
We Don’t Live in Paradise.
Finding a decent place to live can be and most often is a horrid ordeal in European capitals and big cities, for foreigners and natives alike. And even if you pay sky-high rent, it does not assure that your place is legal or warm in the winter. Some of my former apartments in Paris felt and looked as if they came with the cast of La Bohème and a prescription for tuberculosis!
Voyeurism
Gang-stalking and voyeurism seem closely linked, even if this aspect of gang-stalking appears to be overlooked. But over the years, I have realized that gang stalkers are or at least resemble voyeurs in their obsession with other people’s private and intimate lives: how you look when you sleep, how you look naked, and your sex life.
Monsters
By monsters, I mean a group of seemingly sociopathic voyeurs who degrade and reduce human beings to objects and entertainment. They seem to revel in humiliating and destroying their human targets, hiding in the shadows, behind desks, and screens. They demonstrate undisguised contempt of the law, freedom, and human dignity, and their statements reveal alarming convictions.
Friday Feeling
Stuck in Stick’o’tory
So, as I am sure you can understand, although my wish to leave Denmark is an escalating neediness, I cannot leave until I know no one will bother my mom ever again and the monsters are gone for good. Because I know what these monsters are and what they are capable of, how well-connected they are to certain unpleasant characters in France, what extreme opinions they hold, and how they come at you when you are alone.
Friday Feeling
“I am—yet what I am none cares or knows;
My friends forsake me like a memory lost:
I am the self-consumer of my woes—
They rise and vanish in oblivious host,
Like shadows in love’s frenzied stifled throes
And yet I am, and live—like vapours tossed…
John Clare
Friday Feeling
She Is Crazy!
One of the easiest ways to discredit a single woman is to spread rumors that she is crazy. In my experience, people will jump on that gossip wagon within a split second because it is fun and easy. And if something is an easy thrill on someone else’s behalf and without consequences for the morons of this world, they will do it and love it.
Paris Is Romance, And That's It!
In the '00s, the French state desperately needed to kick their linguistically behind nation into the 21st century. Hence, the jobs in the Parisian language schools were plenty, and they would hire just about anyone, including me. On a dare, I made a bet that I could get a teaching job in a Parisian language school more or less just by showing up, having a university degree, and being able to spell my name. I won the bet. I got the job, and I got a story.
My Never-Ending Apartment Story Part 4
What is a court ruling worth in France? Nothing, it seems. In France, a court can order you to pay a fine, but nothing happens if you don’t pay. At least, that’s the reality of the French legal system as I have come to know it.
Friday Feeling
Mondays
The Perfect Murder Weapon
After almost seven years of gang-stalking, gaslighting, and cyberstalking, I have given it some thought. I believe that this dark combo constitutes the perfect murder weapon in a world of online identities and smart & cyber technology, where feelings and fabrications often trump facts.
Fauda Season 4 – OMG!
It did not take long to watch Fauda Season 4. Began on the 20th and finished on the 21st of January. But what a depressing ending! Is it a cliffhanger or the absolute end of this fantastic show on Netflix? Who knows? But I cannot believe they shot Sagi! The bastards!
Gone…
“Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come…
W. H. Auden
My 2023 Plan
Estrangement Will Darken
Over the past months, I have realized that the leap from estrangement to revulsion is very short.