I have pointed out many, many times, that every time I go out I am object of countless provocations of all sort. That there are provocateurs, “impartial witnesses” with their cameras ready, some of those high resolution, to capture in pristine details my “deranged” behavior, these teams are at every possible place I might possible visit during my time out. Also, there are at those locations law enforcement personnel that no matter what I say, or explanation I attempt to give will simply see me at fault. In this clip, it should be more clips, the camera did not stop recoding until an officer stopped it from recording, you see a Fresh Direct truck, these trucks regularly participate in the harassment of my persona when I am out. Many times by blocking the bikers lane and my vision. One of the provocations I am regularly object is, by being followed at a very close range by another biker, who wait for an opportunity to hit me, and start a confrontation based in that incident. In this clip, when I noticed trough my mirrors I was being closely followed, I stopped and moved away, you can see until the moment I caught this biker, I have done nothing at all, everything happened afterwards. Also, I have said sleep deprivation trough the use of large quantities of toxics, and electro shocks are daily used to reduce my ability to handle better the provocations that surely will come my way, specially when I am out, but also at home. On November 24, I was allowed just three hours of rest from 10 pm to 1256 am, afterwards and until now, the apartment has been flooded with toxic chemicals. An individual in civilian clothes who never identity himself as an officer, grabbed me and held me until uniformed policemen arrived. I believe the plain clothes officer did not tell me he was an officer of the law in the hope I’d do something he can construct as an assault on a police officer. The arriving uniformed policemen said they wanted to take me to Belleview for an evaluation, what fits precisely in the scheme I have said all along, the spy agencies want to put me out of circulation as someone mentally ill. I was taken to the 13 precinct handcuffed, then placed in a cell, later on released with a summon to appear on January 28 at NYC Criminal Court, 346 Broadway. As a result of the incident I suffered light injuries in my right elbow and right foot, my newly bought headphones were crashed by a truck, a glove was lost, and one of the bike mirrors gone as well. No consequences of any sort for the biker who trigger the entire incident. Ugly situations as this one, will keep repeating themselves, over and over, until the spies achieve their ultimate goal of depriving me of my freedom.
Posted on: Mon, 24 Nov 2014 23:44:58 +0000
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