It’s a good idea to post accounts like this so that others can watch for these sewer rats and confront them.
A couple of mornings ago, when Carol was out on an errand, a van drove in, turned around and parked near the house. It had Florida plates and the graphics on it indicated ‘California Closets.’
There’s a franchise location for that company in town, apparently, according to the Google search I just did. As you probably know, the sewer rats are likely to use any corporation’s vehicles. Maybe that’s a new surveillance feature since the treasonous Patriot Acts were enforced. When we were gifting ATlanta a lot of the surveillors drove ‘Coca Cola’ vehicles, for instance, and another popular choice for them is ‘Verizon,’ especially the cherry pickers when they’re putting surveillance cameras on nearby phone poles or rooftops.
He was parked there for about five minutes until I went out, looked into the back of the van (lots of boxes), then approached the driver. He was on the phone, but rolled his window down. He looked pretty anxious and I said, ‘You lost?’
He said, ‘Yes, but I just got directions over the phone,’ then he quickly drove away.
When Carol got back, I asked her to look at what happened and she said right away that the guy is NSA and that they were testing me to see whether I’d contront the guy. She had found several video cameras trained on our house from different angles, so we don’t have any illusions about privacy. Since this house has a lot of space around it, though, and is bordered by a swamp and wide creek on two sides it’s really tough for them to get people close to us during the day without us noticing and this really bothers them.
If we were in a neighborhood they’d have purchased one or two houses nearby, for instance, to use as operations bases in case they were ordered to erase us on short notice. We chased the felonioius feds out of several houses near us in Idaho when we lived there. We did it by gifting all around the houses and by dailly ‘drive bys,’ during which we honked our horn, gave them the finger (they’re all paranoid, so have cameras pointed at the street) and blasted them. It was especially fun to do that on Carol’s motor scooter, with her driving. A genuine warrior uses all the weapons at his disposal<img border=“0” alt=“Cool” src=“tiny_mce/plugins/emotions/images/smiley-cool.gif” />and when any of those thugs were outside, they gave us some pretty nasty looks.
This level of active surveillance is done to a few of us in the network’s front row. and it’s a badge of honor as well as a pain in the butt.
Bradley once took me on a walking tour of his neighborhood in Pasadena to show me the five houses, very close to his, that were purchased by the FBI, NSA, CIA and LAPD (Los Angeles County’s police department is a subgroup of the CIA, of course), right after the untimely death of some of his elderly neighbors. We both saw–up close and personal–a smug, green-skinned ‘woman’ with no nose or ears come out of the NSA house’s driveway, right in front of us that time. That was pretty creepy. I think she’s the one who was later carted away, motionless, on a stretcher with a towel covering her face, later that day after I had trained my brand new Powerwand on the NSA house for an hour or so. I did that because he and his family had been sick for quite awhile from the beaming that was directed at them from that house across the street. Bradley, who was one of the bystanders, told me she was dead. I was away on an errand at the time. Another ambulance took another body away from that house on a stretcher at the same time. I guess the NSA has plenty of ambulances on call and they have a major (thoroughly gifted) underground facility nearby: Jet Propulsion Laboratory.
NSA is the tip top of the secret police dung heap in America and that guy’s visit on Monday underscored Carol’s recent impression that the FBI has apparently passed the buck to them, again, having failed ot erase us in the past year. The FBI were getting the local thug cops to surveille us constantly and that suddenly stopped about a month ago, right after the unpleasant SWAT team incident in our yard with the mouth-breathing FBI observers/directors in the church parking lot nearby.
It was the NSA that set up the successful sniper hit in Pasadena in '99 that I’m not supposed to mention. It took three months to set that one up, by the way, so it’s probably a good thing that Carol and I are leaving here in a week or two <img border=“0” alt=“Cool” src=“tiny_mce/plugins/emotions/images/smiley-cool.gif” />. If I were them, I’d just shoot us and be done with it but apparently they have more complicated protocols. I’m glad for that, at least. We’ll probably settle in an area where the feds are unpopular. Folks around here will bend over for them, as evidenced by the way the Bush familgy gave the Mafia control of Palm Beach County and its police. The Bush family has a lot of nasty partners in their ‘import business,’ and the FBI runs interference for them when they’re not trying to erase patriots.
Next time one of the NSA rats shows up to bait me, I’ll take his picture and ask someone to post it for me. I’ll take a pistol out with me, too, for effect. Why not have a little fun at their expense? There probably won’t be a next time, though, after this post. I wonder if those Nervous Nellies get hazardous duty pay for exposing themselves to Carol and I. I wonder if they draw straws for those jobs