Saturday, February 04, 2006
29.---Journal entry for January 22, 2003
All of 29 is transcript from a tape recorded telling of this tale...
(1)-Book
This is a story about Tinsel Mildew who lives...uh, well that's not really her name, her name is...not really Tinsel and she didn't really live in Mildew. She lived in Millbourne.
In the story, see she lives there 7 1/2 years and uh...she begins to get harassed around the 6th year by her neighbors who have been living side by side with her for the last 6 years.
What they do is they begin a neighborhood campaign. Somebody who she metdown at the center told her that's what they call it--a neighborhood campaign. That's where they begin a smear campaign against individual. Now, since it's not very stylish to attack a person, for either their race their nationality or their sexuality, what they do instead is they smear the person in other ways.
For instance, instead of saying "Why, I hate that person, they're a homosexual", they make up stories about them. Now, interestingly enough, during the year 2000 there were many people who were smeared, ummm, she hesitates to talk about that because she knows that will be the next thing they say about her. So she doesn't bring that up. But there are certain things that immediately are assigned to gay people. I mean, it's been going on for some time. So! Anyway, they use this neighborhood campaign to smear a person's reputation.
See, the problem with her is, she was painting beautiful paintings and playing a beautiful trumpet. And see, that upsets them because they thought this'll teach their younger children that they can be strong women. They didn't want that to get out. I mean, here she was jogging, looking good, feeling good--strong. They didn't want their women to get the wrong idea that this was a world where they could grow up and be strong people.
So. They proceeded to treat her like a piece of shit. And, they laughed! They laughed while they were doing it. And that's a very interesting feature of all types of sadistic...uh, whatever. That's a sadistic feature in any kind of cruelty is that, the people not only do cruel things to people, but they laugh while they are doing it.
So, this is what they did to me.
Now, she called the police repeatedly, over and over again. The police kept coming. And the police informed her that anytime anything like that happened, she was to call them over and over again.
See, a funny thing happened. While she was painting the fire station she was talking to the police all the time. They were walking up. They liked her artwork. They were talking to her. So, alot of them were so used to seeing her either jogging by or painting pictures that they had a hard time understanding how this person could be doing anything wrong.
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(2)-Book
You know it's just the impression a police officer would get.
Because they are used to knowing that criminal types just don't act that way. Anyway.
They kept saying "Look, no matter what happens, they give you trouble--just keep calling us, keep calling us, keep calling us and early on, they told her to file complaints.
And she said "Well I was hoping you could go down and talk to them and just stop them."
And they said "Yeah, but you should go down and file the complaints anyway." That's what they told her.
She waited several months before she took their advice...because she kept thinking it would stop. It didn't stop, it got worse and worse. Finally, she did file complaints. Ummm, they steppit up then. They stepped it up.
Now, what happened was she finally realized she was going to spend every waking moment fighting them...either legally, I mean, she was spending alot of time down in court these days going through the books. She looked up Harassment, trying to find out what exactly...she was...going to court about.
So, she has all these papers mimeographed, she's talking to all these people down at the courthouse. She starts realizing that instead of painting pictures every day, which is what she was doing before they started. She was on a roll. She was painting alot. She had finally hit the point in her life where she was the most productive. And it was a beautiful thing because she had worked very hard to bring it about.
She wanted to paint every single day and it's a beautiful thing when an artist gets there. And they fucked that up. They fucked that up. Just for that alone she would like to murder all of them. Okay?
But, anyway, as the story goes on--they stopped that.
So, she went to court and did all that and filed the complaints and all that and she just finally realized that she would spend the rest of her life going to court about this.
So she moved out.
(1)-Book
This is a story about Tinsel Mildew who lives...uh, well that's not really her name, her name is...not really Tinsel and she didn't really live in Mildew. She lived in Millbourne.
In the story, see she lives there 7 1/2 years and uh...she begins to get harassed around the 6th year by her neighbors who have been living side by side with her for the last 6 years.
What they do is they begin a neighborhood campaign. Somebody who she metdown at the center told her that's what they call it--a neighborhood campaign. That's where they begin a smear campaign against individual. Now, since it's not very stylish to attack a person, for either their race their nationality or their sexuality, what they do instead is they smear the person in other ways.
For instance, instead of saying "Why, I hate that person, they're a homosexual", they make up stories about them. Now, interestingly enough, during the year 2000 there were many people who were smeared, ummm, she hesitates to talk about that because she knows that will be the next thing they say about her. So she doesn't bring that up. But there are certain things that immediately are assigned to gay people. I mean, it's been going on for some time. So! Anyway, they use this neighborhood campaign to smear a person's reputation.
See, the problem with her is, she was painting beautiful paintings and playing a beautiful trumpet. And see, that upsets them because they thought this'll teach their younger children that they can be strong women. They didn't want that to get out. I mean, here she was jogging, looking good, feeling good--strong. They didn't want their women to get the wrong idea that this was a world where they could grow up and be strong people.
So. They proceeded to treat her like a piece of shit. And, they laughed! They laughed while they were doing it. And that's a very interesting feature of all types of sadistic...uh, whatever. That's a sadistic feature in any kind of cruelty is that, the people not only do cruel things to people, but they laugh while they are doing it.
So, this is what they did to me.
Now, she called the police repeatedly, over and over again. The police kept coming. And the police informed her that anytime anything like that happened, she was to call them over and over again.
See, a funny thing happened. While she was painting the fire station she was talking to the police all the time. They were walking up. They liked her artwork. They were talking to her. So, alot of them were so used to seeing her either jogging by or painting pictures that they had a hard time understanding how this person could be doing anything wrong.
______________________________________________________________
(2)-Book
You know it's just the impression a police officer would get.
Because they are used to knowing that criminal types just don't act that way. Anyway.
They kept saying "Look, no matter what happens, they give you trouble--just keep calling us, keep calling us, keep calling us and early on, they told her to file complaints.
And she said "Well I was hoping you could go down and talk to them and just stop them."
And they said "Yeah, but you should go down and file the complaints anyway." That's what they told her.
She waited several months before she took their advice...because she kept thinking it would stop. It didn't stop, it got worse and worse. Finally, she did file complaints. Ummm, they steppit up then. They stepped it up.
Now, what happened was she finally realized she was going to spend every waking moment fighting them...either legally, I mean, she was spending alot of time down in court these days going through the books. She looked up Harassment, trying to find out what exactly...she was...going to court about.
So, she has all these papers mimeographed, she's talking to all these people down at the courthouse. She starts realizing that instead of painting pictures every day, which is what she was doing before they started. She was on a roll. She was painting alot. She had finally hit the point in her life where she was the most productive. And it was a beautiful thing because she had worked very hard to bring it about.
She wanted to paint every single day and it's a beautiful thing when an artist gets there. And they fucked that up. They fucked that up. Just for that alone she would like to murder all of them. Okay?
But, anyway, as the story goes on--they stopped that.
So, she went to court and did all that and filed the complaints and all that and she just finally realized that she would spend the rest of her life going to court about this.
So she moved out.
