I’m happy to report that there’s been very little sabotage against us since the successful orgonite-flinging trip to Belize in Dec/Jan. The usual assaults on our livelihoods (ours and Francisco’s) haven’t abated but we manage to keep our heads above water by fighting back on a routine basis. It’s interesting to see the sales climb nearly every time after we strike back together, etherically, in Dooney’s chatroom. I don’t suppose many people are even willing to consider that the corporate order is based on parasitic sorcery since ancient times. At least Africans don’t have a difficulty to consider it.
I tried to send Francisco some notorized bank documents for his Belize account a few weeks ago and the documents were sent by express mail for $50. Two days later it was returned to us, even though his address was correct and everything was in order. A postal clerk expressed disgust and mailed it again but it’s come back to us. Let’s see if the sewer rats will stop intercepting those papers after we send them again and after reporting the interference, here 
Here’s a queer boilerplating report, meanwhile: Several years ago, my Gilberto Gil music mix tape went missing from my cassettes. The box was there but the tape was gone. Last week, the tape showed up in the box and it was like an old friend returned after a long absence. I’ve been listening to it in my sauna/orgone-accumulator. Thanks, sewer rats!
Last week, though, Carol was awakened around 7AM (too early) by what she assumed was a loud you-tube program on my computer in the office, downstairs. She didn’t think much of it but then realized that I’d been leaving home every morning around 5 or 6AM to go work, finishing my new desert-gifting airplane in the hangar, 14 miles to the north. I steal early-morning time for such things. After that, she heard people talking loudly downstairs when she was in the shower. This is the sort of boilerplating that we resent. Stevo and Dooney have also been having uninvited, noisy federal $#!+rat guests in their home, waking them up in the middle of the night. It’s a nice confirmation but it’s still a nuisance. A long time ago, we saw clear evidence that some of these felons have a very small device that enables them to step in and out of our time/space reference at the press of a button. Al Bielek told about how this was one of the by-products of Project Rainbow in teh 1940s.
Georg Ritschl in Johannesburg is the only one among us all who is prospering from doing this work at the moment. He’s also apparently even covered all the bases in case the ZA tax gestapo try to take him down. Right after he sent an offer to the East African kikundi to sell their artful orgonite on his site, orgoniseafrica.com and otherwise promote them there, his website suddenly went down and he lost five days’ worth of orders and data. Fortunately, though, he and Friedericke have been meticulous with regular backups so they’re able to contact each of those customers and fill their orders while getting their website back into shape. I think that overt assault is an indicator that this is a wonderful opportunity for the kikundi and a very generous and heartfelt offer to them from the Ritschls.
Doomsayers are claiming that the corporate order is systematically erasing all substantive, empowering websites, now. I think they base it on Google/NSA’s overt move to act as the brain police on the world wide web. When I can, I remind the doomsayers that there’s a gigantic difference between what the baby killers are able to accomplish, now, and what they claim or infer that they can accomplish 
