The joke is on me

OR – Just because you DON’T believe they are after you, doesn’t mean they aren’t.

How would you feel if you’d reached retirement age only to discover you’d been played for a fool your whole life through?

A quick summary of where my tolerance got me, as I explained away persecution as separate, unconnected events.

.          At primary school for no apparent reason I alone was switched out of one teacher’s class to another, which meant I was streamed into an extremely bad (in the emotionally abusive sense) teacher’s class in a later year, and out of the alternative very good teacher’s class. That teacher made me his prime target for bullying that year and even tried to get the rest of the class to gang up against me in the playground.

I didn’t think anything of it. I never assumed a perfect world filled with perfect people and it didn’t occur to me to question what the school was doing. 

.            In one of my first jobs I was sexually harassed into leaving. As in the deputy manager cleared the office so that only myself and he were there, so he could pester me to his hearts content.

Again, it never occurred to me this might be targeted persecution to push me out of work. I put it down to bad luck, there are a lot of sexist men. 

.             At University after a policeman had gone out of his way to make my acquaintance by accosting one of my flat sharers on the grounds she had parked in the wrong place, (she had stopped in front of a shop to buy a pint of milk), the same policeman kept turning up, gave me an (unwanted) pile of porn mags and asked invasive questions about my sex life(which was virtually non-existent) suggesting “I should dress up”.  Soon after my remote terraced cottage was plagued by weird men who would have had to go out of their way frightening the lady on one side who sold up and the old man on the other who bought a guard dog .

A household I baby sat for started getting mysterious phone calls. One of the boys answered the phone and told me he knew who the caller was, a member of an IRA family.

I was turned down for post-graduate BEFORE taking my finals. Up till then I had been getting 1’s and high 2:1’s.

After University I applied for work in the area, but couldn’t get anything. I would go to interviews and there would be a police car parked outside and the prospective employer would act strange and refuse to interview.

When I moved to another area and got a job some policewomen came into the shop and spoke to the owner. After that the owner started asking me peculiar questions, like sometimes I appeared distracted. (I had been recently bereaved).

After I had had trouble finding work and so had spent some time unemployed, a relative I was not close to aggressively questioned me about “people who don’t want to work and spend their life on the dole”.

Working for a charity on a help-line I was on the night shift, when the new recruit came upstairs and jumped on me for sex. I went into a state of mental paralysis, as there was no warning. As I was not in a relationship at that time I was not on contraception and was thinking of the disastrous consequences of unmarried pregnancy in Ireland at that time. Abortion, available in UK was not available in Northern Ireland, and in the early 70’s illegitimacy involved total disgrace which would have extended to my parents also. Fortunately I did not get pregnant.

.        Regarding the police, I just assumed one bad apple. it did not occur to me that there was any reason for  the police to take an interest in me – as there wasn’t any reason to take an interest. I am not a criminal and then I was apolitical with zero interest in Irish politics. Nor was I Catholic, the usual excuse for unwarranted police meddling.

But I was mystified by the stalking. I was too poor to have a social life and didn’t know anybody.  

It did not occur to me to question the University as I supposed they were professionals and knew their job – but I was still mystified as to why I had been turned down.

The phone calls to the baby sitting house was weird and confused everyone – but I couldn’t connect it to anything.

It seemed that the police were preventing me from getting work. I could not think of any reason why they would do this. What has this got to do with policing?  Police visiting the shop where I had got a job was inexplicable. 

When I moved to England for work I had endless problems with neighbours. Good neighbours would move out to be replaced with women-abusing men, rapists and wife batterers. At two separate addresses I was stalked by threatening men who were complete strangers.

After a huge array of problems at two addresses, before we moved into the third, the worst place of all, my husband commented “Why are we so unlucky?”  We had moved from our first address when an IRA man moved in. Moved from the second when the people upstairs gutted the building with fire.

I did not think anything of my husband’s remark. I supposed, you live in London these are the problems you get. 

When my husband and I were priced out of London we moved to North Yorkshire. He was diagnosed with terminal cancer. For the first 9 months his care was exceptional. For the last three, it was the reverse. Medical staff appeared to be ignoring dramatic symptoms of obvious and treatable conditions. In despair I was resorting to a medical diagnostic, and repeatedly put his obvious symptoms in front of them – symptoms indicating heart failure, mini-stroke, etc, which they ignored. Only if I asked for specific treatments, such as a prescription for diuretics did they respond. His extra suffering in his last months was unnecessary.

It was only when the medical failures became obvious I started to question my husband’s treatment. After my husband passed I was subjected to such strange behaviour from one of his relatives I sought for an explanation on Wikipedia questions. I was told the odd behaviour was “gas lighting” and they also suggested I look at “mobbing”. When I checked these out I discovered “gang stalking” and found out a life time of “bad luck” had nothing to do with luck, but was being organised. In this context my problem was not “paranoia” but the absence of it. There was no reason for anyone to bother with me so I assumed I was experiencing random events.

So, how do you feel when you discover in old age you’ve been played for a fool your whole life through?

The only conclusion I can come to. NEVER TRUST AUTHORITY. Don’t be tolerant. Don’t accept bad apple excuses. When something goes wrong hunt it down to its source. Tell everyone what has happened. Turn a spotlight on the crooks. Find out what has happened to others and listen to them. The black community have borne the brunt of socially orchestrated persecution and they know more about how it works than anyone. Listen to them. They are telling the truth. Our rulers are lying.



Who should the spotlight be on?

Charles Bronson’s “Deathwish” arose out of an era when mugging in New York was at its height. Advice given out at the time to people to deflect criminals attention was, be a grey person.   Don’t look like someone worth mugging.

Similar advice has customarily, until recently been given to women. Don’t flaunt yourself, especially if you are beautiful. Rapists and stalkers follow the social norms of preferring beauty over plainess There are criminals out there. Don’t go out of your way to attract their attention .

So there are two classes of people in society who wish to avoid attention. Criminals and their potential victims.

Being female, being born working class in the fifties I had the whole gamut of safety training drilled into me. This was reinforced by growing up in Northern Ireland where the peasant norms of harassing women occur.  If you looked like a woman, that guaranteed male harassment. You didn’t even have to dress up, just being identifiable as a woman was enough. And the view in peasant societies is if something goes wrong, if you are harassed, attacked or raped, it is your fault. You did something to provoke it. As a result the dress code of Northern Irish women is very androgynous.

So, I followed the social norms of my society and the advice of my parents completely. Being country raised I did not set much store by dressing up anyway. As dressing up was immediately punished by every berk in the vicinity homing in on you, dressing androgynously was comfortable, normal, and trouble free.

But there are other peasant norms that are antagonistic to women. Northern Ireland was a very sexually  segregated repressive  society. Women are watched by everybody in case they do anything sexual. They are watched in case they might do anything sexual. Evidence that they have done something sexual can be concluded by the fact they were witnessed having a conversation with a man. The men, sexually frustrated, directed their hostility onto women as a class. And do what men do everywhere. Elevate their own status at the expense of women by boasting of sleeping with them when they hadn’t. All a woman had to do to get the reputation of a slut was to talk to a man. That man and society would do the rest. Once defined as a slut the woman would become fair game for all the sexual predators around. Now if she was attacked, she was asking for it.

Perhaps you think I am exaggerating? Take a look at the film “The Magdalene Sisters”, which tells the story of Southern Irish women confined to the Magdelene laundries. It was not only “fallen” women who were confined. Some girls were imprisoned for nothing more than being pretty and talking to boys.

The other problem with men naive women might not be aware of is the male practice of gossiping among themselves, sharing information about which women are likely to be sexually available. This is where the innocent woman just having a conversation with a man can run into trouble. She did not do anything ” wrong”. All she did was engage in conversation. But that man has boasted to all and sundry, on the basis of that conversation that he had slept with her. Now all the men who have heard that story view her as a suitable target for their sexual attention. And some of those men will be perverts and rapists. But why should men care if their behaviour and attitudes endanger women? It is not their problem.

In such circumstances a woman who is not very careful IS asking for trouble, regardless of the rights or wrongs of the situation.

In addition my mother had given a priceless piece of advice. She had told me “It is not enough for a woman to avoid doing anything wrong. She must avoid ever being in a situation where a bystander putting an unfavourable interpretation on the situation  could make out she had done anything done”. In other words, steer clear of ambiguous situations.

By the time I was 20, this was all second nature. I dressed down, avoided venues that men used to pick up women, never told anyone I was single, never gave out my address. Common sense, safety sense for women. But all this doesn’t make you safe. The dangers remain. All you can do with your behaviour is reduce the risks by avoiding drawing attention to yourself. And why should anyone be interested in me anyway? I was poor, I was plain and at that stage of my life I was so shy I could hardly manage a conversation with anyone.

When gang stalkers enter the situation what little protective action you can take to protect yourself from the dangers of being a woman are reversed. What you have done, they systematically undo. You avoid drawing attention to yourself to avoid predators, they publicise your situation in the worst possible way to bring trouble to your door. You live alone. They tell everyone about it, not only that they give out your address. Not only that they spread the lie you are a prostitute so that sexual predators will home in on you. You are set up for attack and rape. Because your appearance and behaviour does not support their lies, they take secret footage of you in your own home and use that as “evidence”. They obstruct you getting work so that you remain poor so that you cannot live in a safe area and are put at risk. To ensure the community you live in hates you and denies you social support they spread despicable lies that you are a drug dealer and a paedophile. You live in an ocean of lies of the gang stalkers manufacture.

Where does all this garbage come from? Seventy percent of gang stalking targets are women. We live in a society, where despite feminist challenges society still blames women when their lives come unstuck. If a woman goes out with a man and gets raped, she was asking for it. If a woman was raped by a stranger she was flaunting herself or otherwise was acting unwisely and brought it on herself. If a woman finds herself in an abusive marriage – well she married him. Why didn’t she choose someone else. If a woman is a prostitute she is a slut and a gold-digger exploiting men.

But – the real cause for the situation is exposed where women “do everything right” and these things happen anyway.

I did not break any laws, but am treated like a criminal anyway. I did nothing to attract men, in fact I did everything humanly possible to avoid attracting men, yet men were set on me like dogs to a rabbit.

Everything I did to live carefully and avoid trouble were systematically undone to ensure that I would have trouble.

So what can I conclude from this? That society contains a deep well of hatred against women. That men in order to justify their abuse and exploitation manipulate situations to make women take the blame for their actions. That there are men in society who are not acting as opportunist individuals but are organised in groups, actively seeking out women, who because of their low socio-economic status are easy targets. Their objective is to keep their victims poor, by denying them access to education and decent work and prevent them finding a safe place to live. They manufacture social situations which increase the likelihood that the woman will be attacked and raped and will be able to get no help anywhere because she has been socially isolated and vilified. These men hate venomously any group or ideology which gets between them and their prey. Religious groups, women’s shelters, lesbianism, feminism, protector men. In the woman’s life they will act to estrange her from her family and attempt to destroy any supportive relationships. Anything which provides and strengthens women’s protection. Their objective is to get her under their control. But why?

I don’t know the answer, not definitely, but the behaviour of the gang stalkers looks to me like that of sex traffickers, and that would make perfect sense of all the gangstalkers activities. The active grooming and recruitment of socially vulnerable women into prostitution, which is a major staple of international crime.







Gang stalking makes perfect sense

– If you assume that gang stalking is a criminal racket.


Firstly, the main categories of people chosen as gang stalking targets are working class and ethnic women (70 percent); most males are homosexual and ethnic groups; people with minor mental impairments; whistleblowers and successful working or lower middle class “upright” men with protector characteristics.


Women are targeted because they are soft targets and have less social support. The objective is sexual exploitation. What the women are subjected to could be a preparation to forcibly recruit them into prostitution. In the meantime intrusive surveillance provides pornographic material for sale and to provide ” evidence” that the woman is a prostitute when she is not. Women as prostitutes can be used to frame and provide blackmail material for higher class, more lucrative targets, who might also hold influential positions in society, who will then end up under the gang stalkers control. In the process it also keeps working class women oppressed. Also used as bait to recruit middle class people into gang stalking, who can then be exploited.

Older people, especially women – to steal their savings and inheritances.

The children of gang stalking recruits will be used to frame people as paedophiles.


Similar to women, a group that can be sexually exploited for many purposes. Again intrusive surveillance provides sexual material for sale, revelations of which can be used to terminate the man’s standard professional career. Once coerced into recruitment, a male prostitute can be used to infiltrate, blackmail and defame other lucrative and/or socially powerful targets. Both prostitutes and gay men can be used to stigmatise Targeted Individuals by association, by hanging around in their vicinity. Pre-recruitment staging for the Target. It also serves to keep gay men ” in their place”.


More soft targets. Very easy to steal their resources and render them helpless and dependent. They can be used to frame other targets with the stigma of mental illness by being seen in the vicinity of the Target. Such people are mostly harmless, but their slightly off-key social responses or appearance make people wary.


Self-explanatory. To discredit and silence.


Lucrative targets for stealing their businesses, homes, and savings. Denies them any possible political or social power on the basis of their achievement. Removes protectors of women and other vulnerable groups which gang stalkers target for exploitation.

All these groups, including the last, include ethnic groups. A major factor in targeting all these categories is not only to exploit and rob but also to “keep people in their place”.




Gang stalking. Countering the counter.

Gang stalkers are annoyingly adaptive. One of their techniques is to back up their lies and slander by staging the “evidence”.  If they have spread the lie that you are a prostitute, they will put women dressed like prostitutes in your vicinity. If they  lie that you are gay, they put people who look homosexual near you, and so on.

When my late husband and I were priced out of  London we were both relieved to move to a small rural town up North.  Unlike London, we both felt very comfortable here. The people were like ourselves, rural, polite and considerate. Unlike London the dress code is demure, not flash nor tarty. I felt comfortable here and fitted in.

But this did not suit my stalkers who needed to provide the appearance that their lies about me were true, or even believable. Over the last year the following sequence of events occurred. The stalkers trying to frame perceptions. My attempts to make their framing look nonsense. And how they countered.

1.  Evidently they wished to make believe that I was a prostitute. This is difficult because of my normal dress-down appearance, no make-up, elderly etc.

Young women very scantily dressed in cheerfully bright clothing started popping up in the neighbouring residential street.  Obviously their appearance could not create any association with me, elderly, dowdy. They just looked strikingly out of place. That didn’t last long.

2.  The next was rather funny. This area is posh. Principally middle class professionals and retired middle class. Suddenly everywhere I went there were tramps, down-and-outs in my vicinity. Again, they looked odd. I didn’t because the normal dress code for retired people is relaxed to frumpy, but they looked very out of place.

3. The gang stalkers problem was to find a stigmatised and criminal group that I might credibly belong to. So their next idea was rather clever. Now when I went out people dressed like gypsies kept turning up in my vicinity. The nasty side of this was some of these were children.

Now  I was annoyed. Not helped when a member of staff in the nearest supermarket engaged me in conversation about a story in the press about gypsies kidnapping children. I have always avoided children as I don’t like them much. Now my child-avoidance has gone into hyper-drive. I gave up blogging at the library to avoid the situation of children coming and sitting beside me on the computer, even though there were many other free places. Then someone moved a child into the bedsit next door.

Manufacturing appearances. Now I had to put a spanner in the works somehow, but I did not wish to change my appearance much. As my husband had passed away last year I was free to do anything I wanted. I decided to do something with my hair. It has always been a problem, being fine and uncontrollable. When I was 16 and shoulder length hair was the norm for women, the crew cut was invented for men. I had really wanted a crew cut, but that would have been really outlandish at the time. This was years before punks or skinheads. Also I have always had trouble getting a decent hair cut. The best person who cut my hair was the barber my husband went to in London. But in Harrogate the barbers refused to cut my hair and I wasn’t prepared to pay £25 for a bad hair cut that would only last a few weeks.

So I got a hair trimmer and gave myself a crew cut. I love it. Wish I’d done it years ago. No more problem hair. It always looks tidy. And for £16, I need never go to a hairdresser again.

And it caused the gang stalkers problems. Whoever heard of a female skin-head gypsy? Well, it caused confusion for a time. But now the gang stalkers have countered. Every time I go out I am surrounded by a huge number of very short haired men and bald eggs. No bald women so far.

They have decided to stay with the gypsy theme as there is no other way they can use my appearance against me. But they have added refinements. This is a very low crime area.  But gypsies are causing outrageous problems in nearby towns making the newspapers. It puts gypsies in the forefront of people’s consciousness, generating fear and distrust. The gypsies appearing in my vicinity are now clearly real East European gypsies. There has been a noticeable increase in the short haired men with a very macho and intimidating demeanour.  Their hair cuts are close copies of my own.  I think they are now countering by spreading the rumour that I am mentally unbalanced, as a means of explaining my short hair. And using an aspect of my appearance I can’t do anything about. I look young for my age, a family trait. I am in my sixties but look barely 50.  So that makes me look like a liar in claiming to be myself. As I am not a gypsy,  persuading people that I am can only have the purpose of Identity Theft. Actually stealing my identity by making out I am somebody else pretending to be me. Along with this I believe they are playing the mentally unbalanced theme.

Can you see where this is leading?  That poor gypsy woman. She is insane. She stole someone else’s identity and now she thinks she is the person whose identity she stole. But don’t put her in prison. She is ill. Put her in a mental asylum. (Oh, and take her money from her. It is not hers).


I have to say at this point I have run out of ideas. I can only control my own behaviour, not the behaviour of everyone on the planet. I am very against crime. But there doesn’t appear to be any institution in the country which can be relied on to act against criminals, otherwise this wouldn’t be happening. My problem is only part of a much bigger problem. Where can law-abiding people look for protection living under a criminal state?

My one consolation is that as I am old, the next stop is death anyway.


Gang stalking – or is it COINTELPRO or is it Fair Game or is it the Mafia?

Or is it all three?

What do gang stalking, Fair Game, Mafia and COINTELPRO have in common?

1.     Dirty tricks

2.      Smear campaigns

3.       Targeting of innocent civilians

4.        Con games

5.        Coerced recruitment

6.         Infiltration and taking over legitimate businesses

7.         Exploitation of labour

8.         Misuse of law

9.          Corruption

10.        Kidnapping/false imprisonment

11.         Financial attacks

12.         Legal attacks

13.         Spying

14.          Tampering with evidence – concealing evidence, fabricating evidence and planting evidence

15.          Misrepresentation

16.          Tampering with communications – preventing communications from arriving, altering communications, re-directing communications, fabricating communications

17.          Harassment and organising harassment by proxy.

18.         Stalking

19.         Invasion of privacy

20.         Vandalism

21.        Theft and black-bag jobs

22.         Intimidation

23.        Bureaucratic harassment

24.        Denial of service

25.        Torturing and killing pets

26.         Blackmail

27.         Fraud

28.         Mind games and coercive persuasion

29.        Setting up target for attack

30.        White collar crime

And this is not a complete list. However, let us hope  the authorities are telling the truth (hah!) and they are not responsible for gang stalking, and they are telling the truth when they deny all knowledge that it is happening. That is, all the above crimes are taking place, and in a society where every citizen is spied on at every opportunity, the authorities are unaware that any such events are happening.

And you believe them. After all, authority is always right.