GANG STALKING

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sounds like a song

Yes, it does exist.
I was gang stalked for over 20 years.

It stopped about 15 years ago, but I still wear the scars wondering if it will start up again.
I avoid people, in real life, wherever I can these days.

I embrace "Hikikomori", to a large degree because of the former gang stalking history.

I also was gang stalked for around 20-30 years in real life and online.

Did you have people try to run you off the road or make you have some other accident?
Were you conditioned to react badly to something like someone whistling?

Funeralxempire has obviously never been gang-stalked.



The victims of these attacks are known as "Targetted Individuals" or simply "T.I.s".



I went out with a woman who was also a TI. It gave us a bond because of it.

People try to discredit talk about this psychological and physical abuse.
One trope involves asking people where their tin foil cap is, which makes the innuendo that they are mentally ill.

What can I say?
Life's a biatch.

Were you conditioned to react badly to something like someone whistling?

For me, the "anchor" that I was supposed to recognize was staring at a cellphone held a certain way, and then a crooked grin with eye contact. I had sooo many weird experiences after I pizzed off a couple of academics in Florida. I travelled to Savannah, New Orleans, and Houston...and thugs were waiting for me in each place. Hospital personnel were always extra rude, and clerks often treated me like dirt.

Restaurants and bars apparently have a system to track 'unsavory' clients, and I made every sh_t list from public libraries to post offices.

People have no idea about what Infragard is up to, what Fusion Centers do, and what hospitals, libraries, stores and bars can do to you if you are placed on a blacklist.

I hear you.
Believe me.

And there is nothing we can do but wear it.
Fighting back just makes it worse.

As I said,
Life's a biatch.

I had some kids try stone me to death aged 15. I hit a lump of concrete doing 80mph on the motorway age 26. I got broken bones and very real threats made to me and my family.

I was told who presided over the terms of my existence, I was told who's hands I was in, someone I had known since age 13, a real and renowned gangster and a dangerous man.

I turned the tables and offered to meet any of them them in their neighbourhood (ghetto of st Pauls Bristol) and told them to bring a cutlass.

Turned up, waited in the allotted space and f**k all happened.

It's a message they could really get with and seem to approve of, things really improved ever after.

I didn't go asking for trouble at any point, they brought it and I ended it.

Before any of this happened I was a pacifist, a nice kid.

Someone on a chat room used to complain about gangstalking.
He was arrested for child pornography.
Turns out his gangstalkers were actually the police.

Turns out his gangstalkers were actually the police.



"They all had it comin to 'em"

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Is it hearsay?
When did it happen?
What country?
Can you supply news articles about this?

Apparently, some people are simply picked out at random, with the intention of warning others what could be done to them and their family and friends. <shrug>
I was told this by someone I used to work with, long dead by now.

This is the abomination we live in.
Nothing we can do about it.
This is one reason I never considered bringing children into the world.
Most people who have had this done to them wouldn't.

I was a T.I. for about seven years. Got arrested over a dozen times, but only charged with anything twice. Towards the end of it, I started to mentally catalogue, sometimes even photograph, everything suspicious that happened to me. I reported everything I knew and had to the FBI field office in Atlanta about five years into it, even flagged several obviously phony FB accounts [some attached to real people in this area, some not] which I reported to them. Then it got worse, but only briefly. I went to Portland, Oregon planning to relocate, but my appendix ruptured and I had to return home after emergency surgery. Nothing happened to me out there, little has since. I went completely offline, stopped talking to all but three people, including my mother [whom I live with still]. I first knew I wasn't crazy when she asked me what was up with that box truck that had randomly circled the street we live on for years. It hasn't happened since that conversation. Been about five years. I still get edgy, but none of it seems to be happening anymore. I'd been followed by car quite a bit while it was going on, sometimes I still feel like I am, but I'm not ever confronted anymore. People used to come up to me in public and act very strangely towards me, as if they were a friend, knew me, etc. I remember one occasion where an attractive young woman started talking to me at a bar, Told me a completely bull$h!# story about her life, which wasn't even remotely plausible, including her alleged age. I questioned her age specifically [in a polite way, "there's no way you're THAT old!" especially if she was a former meth addict, which she claimed to be], so she showed me her drivers' license. She allegedly lived at an address, which I know for a fact does not exist, on that street. I answered all of her questions truthfully, and noticed that the drinks the bartender was making her were non-alcoholic. During the thick of it, I would speak aloud to what I assumed were my handlers into my smart phone. I haven't used a smart phone in five years. I got an Android tablet this year and immediately rooted it, to gain master user access. It un-rooted itself last month [I didn't know that was even possible], and I bricked it. Not sure what I'm going to do with it now, lol. I prefer using a PC anyway.

(One of the) strangest things about Gangstalking is the huge number of people "the Network" seems to be able to integrate into a TI's life. Romantic objects, "friends", bartenders, clerks...these people suddenly have a deep interest in you and seem to know a surprising amount about you already. It makes me wonder who is ultimately controlling these goons...if it ain't the Government then we have a huge Fifth Column installed in our country, Which might makes certain news stories appear in a different light...

Absolutely, as pepe suggested, self-isolation was about the best medicine for me. I mean, I don't actually do much of anything that interests anyone. As I've said to people I confided in about this matter, "It was real, but I really hope that our government isn't wasting so much time, money, and resources on listening to us talk about BS." I try to chalk a lot of what happened up to being on the spectrum and misinterpreting a lot of random stuff, but there's just no way. When I dropped offline and started getting into a church group, a lot of it seemed to suddenly stop. I've been keeping to myself, when I wasn't working, for much of the past five years. If it's still going on, I'm not as aware of it, it was once pretty damned obvious. My last ex even noticed that there was a lot of strangeness that would follow me around, she equated it with illegal police activity, I was leaning more Masonic or Dixie Mafia involvement overall [though let's be honest, a Venn diagram would have a huge space uniting those three around where I'm from {New Orleans} and where I live {NW Georgia}]. I have become a lot more assertive and open about myself since all of it began. Honestly as I've told many people, even in jail cells and homeless on the street, "The worst they can do is kill me, it's whatever." People tend to realize that you're not just making up stories at that point.

I doubt many aspies would be involved in gang stalking.

If you have a car, you need a dashcam to video what is happening while you are driving.
These people don't like being caught on camera.