MARY MITTLER PAID FOR VERIZON HARASSMENT AND DISCRIMINATION AS A LOWER RACE.

2:24PM. Verizon has been interrupting my internet service lately, and the indications as to what my account was have been stolen from my apartment, no sign of forced entry.

I change the channel because Mittler has arranged to have verizon tell her what I watch, and "refer it to th epolice if necessary" (cable? It's cummunis' too?), so I start to experiment, and press any number, and there are correspondences to what I press with Verizon's amplification comtact with saint Nicholas. Then I stop and they directly trasmit this channel: 1971. I click it and it reads: HOA.

CATHOLIC SUNDAY ENTERTAINMENT, PROVIDED BY SARGEANT GRANELLE, AT THE 111 PRECICNT AND SAINT KEVINS, FOR THE KKK, AND LANDLORD TENANT COURT, QUEENS COUNTY CIVIL COURT, NEW YORK CITY.

12:24PM. A child has been shouting for the past hour. Wants me to have sex with him. The child, not visible, sounds about 6 or so,perhaps younger. Accordind to Saint Kevin's I can't have any other variation of sex. According to the child, I can't read my newspaper (I'm in my apartment minding my business) I need to get on all fours and have him ride me. I say nothing. On the porch of the white house directly behind me, there was a woman, blond shoulder-length short hair, who has left since I started writing this post,with sun glasses, and dressed in casual wear, sitting on the porch, with a cellphone, communicating to Granelle to see what I could be intimidated into doing. Her cellphone was black. She also was spying on my window. For Granelle, my sexuality is her business. The idea is to ruin my mother's investment. It's our property, purchased recently.

Wilson Tapiero strarted getting into the fun, he shouts from his apartment he likes to a child afraid of him, and has been shooting holes in our apartment's walls, and banging on them with a hammer this morning. He's shaving the top of my door so he can use a hook to open it at night when I'm asleep, but I block him in another way. The door is now tilted at the vertical jamb and the top. The side jambs have been coated with cartboard, and Marta Tapiero, who no longer lives here, but the Queens Civil Court staff sustains she does, is saying she'll fill our basement with explosives. We were not given access keys to their rentals in the event of an emergency and we're the landlords. They refused to do so, when asked. This is grounds for an eviction, but not for Queens Civil Court, of New York City.

For 36, I'm a Mafia consigliere, and the new neighborhood plan is to destroy The New York Times. Mary Mittler, who also has trasmigrated from our neighbor in Bayside Hills, to here, Auburndale, since she is obsessed with us, is her contact. Frank Marzella, also obsessed with us, wants access to 29, currently marked 27. he laos thinks the anonymous woman at Queens Civil Court is his lawyer and is telling her we owe him money. The woman, on no proof and sworn affidavit by the Tapiero should have arranged to call the sheriff and not required a trial. She organized for Alabama KKK in court room 402 from 10:00Am on instead, and we have a date scheduled way too late for us, in November, 2012. We have requested back rent from the Tapiero, with Marta not paying since July, Wilson using the deposit for that month, and then not leaving, they told her they paid rent, will forge evidence, claim my mother csher the checks at a check cashing palce, and that's what the court is plannning on sustaining. The proper time from Request for rent to court arrangement was not respected, but extended, and we have not received official notification of the court date or the judge. We have also not been given official documents showing procedural matters.

Security there also erases photos trash inviolved in this neighborhood wants erased, and arranges for neight break ins, no sign of forced entry.

Again, a popular past time is to use my name, speaking of me as if they know me, and how can they? I don't know their name, I know no business of theirs, and it's one continual Alex, Alex, Alex. Also Saint Nicholas is involved in these night break ins, for the Queen of England.

Small Claims Court in Queens Civil Court, New York City, arranged for a judge to allow for a case brought forth by Marta Tapiero, which not only is retaliatory, but a violation of the current law. She has no legal claim at all.

U-HAUL INVOLVEMENT: 196-28 45th Avenue responsible, along with trash in the police department of the abductions of kids in Flushing to brothels, for erotoanthropophagia.

This morning a white van was in her driveway with old NY license plates. I looked again, and the license plate was tilted slightly, showing an orange band on the bottom, the same color that sandwiched the handcuffs of the trash I wrote in a previous post falsely arresting an Asian youth, driving off toward Skyview Mall on Main, instead of to the precinct. They mutilate th eupper thigh slowly and wrap the head of the targeted person's with that flesh.The house is white and black, the men, shaven headed, were wearing white and black t-shirts. As I was standing by the window, noticing the license plate a slew of stupid cars drove by, the last a U-Haul van, either identifying the disappearnce area (downtown Flushing, the bell tower) or the conglomerate financing these human right genocidal crimes.

POLICE OFFICER AND HIGH SCHOOL KIDS MISSING, ABDUCTED IN BROTHELS AND POSSIBLY TORTURED, BY NAZI KKK-CONFEDERATE FASCIST COPS ROYALIST ENGLISH COLONIALIST , FOR THEIR RACIAL EXTERMINATION, ORGANIZED BY KELLY, THE POLICE COMMISSIONER:

Doug Mc Kensie;
Doug Mc Garrick;
Doug Mc Phee;
another Doug Mc Phee from New Orleans, or in New Orleans;
Doug Mc Garricle in the same city;
and Doug Mc Phee, a farmer in Ohio.



LIMITED ACCESS TO MY VERIZON WIRELESS AGAIN, MINUTES STOLEN FROM MY ASSURANCE-VIRGIN POWERED CELL PHONE, AND ALL MONEY STOLEN FROM MY MTA FARE CARD. One number, an interference with my calling my number, listed in parenthesis, preceding the number, as (311), which laso explains my voice imitator narrating me as saying: the line is busy, leave a message. This is NAZI confederate cop interference to keep us away from proper trials, especially ours with serial Tapiero.

Instead of isssuing an order to evict immediately when the Tapiero appeared in court with no affidavit or proof, the unidentified woman did not allow my mother to speak, assigned us a court date, and we still haven't received any official communication referring itself to said date. The woman sat at a side table (Italian thrown back to hell genocidal arrangement, ai lati. The table was to the right in the main area. My mother said the name of a detective out loud in benches full of Tapiero confederate Patton trash on our side.

Arranged by Condalisa Rice as well, who promises to fill my apartment with lice, etc.

CONFEDERATE HOME INVASION PLAN ON BUS, ORGANIZED BY CONDALISA RICE, AND ILLEGAL POLICE VAN WITH OFFICER WEARING FALSE ID, A KENNEDY AFFILIATE, TO ARREST, ABDUCT TO BROTHELS TO RITUALLY SLAUGHTER FOR EROTOANTHROPOFAGE COMMERCE ( SERIAL KILLING SEXUAL CANNIBALISM).

3:57PM-4:04PM, 27 bus, from 47th and Francis Lewis to Horace Harding and Springfield Boulevard, destined to Cambria Heights, 120 Avenue. Bus 7009, 463, license plate old New York R-13632.

At Queensborough Community College, whores associated to 27 marked 25 on this Avenue, and Condalisa Rice Alfa Alfa picaninny confederate slaves Bowery Boys board the bus, a male and a female, African, in their late teens. They sit 8th row up (cannibal human meat packing in lower colon) behind the driver, while the 27 whores,japanese and Mott, also young adolescents, sit in the second row behind me. Conversation of the African team, with only the apparently female element speaking:

"(...)Alexandra (...)";
"(...) we have to spy as soon as she organizes we tell the CIA we capture her house and we give it to confederates (...)";
"(...)She sits up front and looks at me with eyes of lust and murder (...)"
"(...)I saw Alessandra now blowjob 15 minutes(...)"

4:09PM. On Springfield, slightly past Horace Harding,there was a police van with windows there to abduct students from Cardozo High school nearby for a evening glove arm length chew out. There was only one man in the van, in the driver's seat, with dark blonde hair, thickish skin, and narrow blue eyes, resembling a Kennedy doorman. He was wearing a short sleeved shirt, with 111 numbering on the lapels, and a white enamel bar on the right breast pocket, with roman numeral 15 in black centered in the middle. Instead of a white metal badge, with five numbers, he was wearing a smallish brass one with blue enamel, numbered 357. His name on a label was O'Connell. I asked him what the hordes of adolescents were doing in the area so late after school (they walked past me, some mentioning "We're for Kelly") and so far away from public trasportation to get them home. He said that they had a right to be there and they had just been let out of school. I asked what he was there for, he replied for the kids. Then I inquired why his badge was not that of a regular beat cop, and he said it was a detective's badge, and he told me:

"They give you a detective badge when you do good work."

FALSE DETENTION: One student was sent to detention because he was in a loaded science class, 5th period, 8:30AM. He was to stay there until 7:00PM. I hope he got home okay. On the way back a Kennedy thirty something school marm walked out toward the street.

I then went to buy a paper at Carlton Arms, where adolescents were looking for disoriented people others could gnaw on their arm. I was given a receipt timed an hour prior to purchase, about 3:30PM, and when I asked why I was met with a shrug and an annoyed expression. This led to the dowager contacting 111, who set after me a team for a KKK Slav officer, who loves to imagine you weak and in tears, when you're strong and assertive instead. She has medium blonde hair, darkish, or with a grayish tone, blue eyes, half was between narrow and regular, and is thirty something. A cover for Daniels, so, overall, Condalisa Rice's State Department arrangings. Beat cop. She loaded the bus benches with two partner choices for me, then proceeded to announce "I'll ruin your food too unless you work for me and my Slav division then if you die you die I don't care if they eat you alive and put ants in your eye." She weeps because her hair is blonde, not blond, and later communicated with Ellen Hinds at how "enervated" it made her to deal with people like me, she just couldn't understand it and started exchanging sympathy points with Hinds, who was, in turn, baffled at how she "put up with it". "You are so uncivilizeeed!" is their cry.

In the meantime, my mother was blocked by a team of Patton confederates, older women, with a false flat livery plate on their car, who started shouting at my mother, calling her stupid, when it was not her fault. We did not react, since it was an obvious attempt to hospitalize us both for Wilson Tapiero, who associates with livery cabs, on what level I don't know. His father may own a fleet, or he may. lo and behod, when we returned home the said was in his car, idling, a black Nissan hybrid NY license plated DTT 6825. We entered the house, he entered the house, luckily from different access points. He's been on the microphone for as long as I've been writing this, and it's been long, since there's been a glitch with Verizon connections and access to the internet, which, along with ill will, erased 3/4 of this post, and what a coincidence that is.

ALSO: WHAT A MARY MITTLER CROSS STREET REALLY MEANS: She walks from SW to NE. Add an I and you have the KKK anti catholic division smack as swine.

Carol something, Queensborough Community College's Art Gallery secretary, limits herself to a West North South (WINS) crossing, but with blinders (sunglasses). I saw a wanna be male Patton there when they were hoarding people for Gracie Square Hospital in the area, trampling along the same weg.

COLLUSION TO USE OUR BASEMENT ILLEGALLY, BY THE TAPIERO, THE HOUSE AT 44, AND MARILLA PALMER, ALL COMPLICIT IN THE DUAL MURDER OF THE MOSCOWITZ. ALSO CONNECTED WITH THREATS TO DESTROY THIS BLOG.

3:36pm. Woman brings easel in 44;

Asian man gets the message as I leave th eneighborhood, and jumps in car license plate FMV 6407. While my last password had FW in it recently I saw an inordinate amount of cars with those two letters. I changed it yesterday and today there are no more FW license plates, but FW, in the same placement, tro first letters of license plate.

He was followed by an old New York license plate FMS 5121.

Condalisa Rice, involved: further along the way a black sportscae with flat license plate LINDY drove by, piloted by a Patton Confederate, in her late sixties.

For that matter, there is also a collusion to use our garage illegally.

10:00 TO CURRENT. TAPIERO, UNDER BACKING OF CONDALISA RICE, ELEMENTS AT EAST FLUSHING LIBRARY AND THE POLICE RESPONSIBLE OF HARASSMENT, SEXUAL HARASSMENT, DEATH THREATS,AND ABDUCTION TO PSYCHIATRIC HOSPITALS TO INVALIDATE TESTIMONY...

1) Spy on my password to this blog;

2) Are on the microphone downstairs (I have earplugs in) and, altering their voice from adult female to male adolescent youth, exaggerate their tone by warbling and heightening, mention my name continuously, try to engage me in the harassment, say they control me, say I have to say Heil Hitler, say "see what we're doing? We're increasing your paranoia slowly so we can eat you and get on with it". The voice narrates how speaker is running one finger in some way on the "ring" of Wilson Tapiero's "cock" and mentions my name, to gauge the damage. Receiving no response, the assumption is I'm a whore. As I write this Condalisa Rice agrees with this.

3) The collaborating cops, through the amplification, promise a trip to a psych facility. And why, oh why could that be?

11:15AM. The gale shows no signs of abating.

SERIAL KILLING, EROTOANTHROPOPHAGIA:

WILSON TAPIERO, COVERED BY SARGEANT GRANELLE, 111 PRECINCT, MAY HAVE JUST KILLED AN IRISH WOMAN, OVER SIXTY, WHO SOME PEOPLE ARE CALLING A "HOOVER WHORE".

The rental must have been arranged in combination with Sargeant Granelle, at the 111a, along with New York Presbyterian, to our unbeknownst, to have us accused of complicity, or lose our house.

Earlier, I heard the door open. I have written to the Tapiero, a few months into their tenancy, to lock it, due to safety reasons. They never have. This woman came in, and went upstairs, very quietly. I was reading, about evictions, which Tapiero caould only have known from East Flushing Library and people from Saint Nicholas.  Wilson Tapiero and the woman, were out on the landing. It was about 10:20PM. The woman sounded like his mother, then had a more souave way with her voice, and it deepened into a male's as well at times. Tapiero started to mention my name, saying he wanted his cock sucked, and he would start crying if the woman distracted from him. He tried to distract me from my reading, I think, and started narrating what he wanted and what he was doing. The script for the woman was acting as if she were his mother, but elegant, sensual, who was in love with his sister, whom she lived for, but she was in love with Wilson Tapiero, so her love would never be requited. Intermittently, he would make my name, then he mentioned Licola, for some reason, a small town outside Napoli, by the sea. He showed her his gun, (hacker wrote he sshowed) I heard no threat, and them moved to the bathroom, where the tub was half full, he says. He made her stand in the water and then started to eat my nipple really hard, like a sucky toy, and when he couldn't get enough blood out of it, he turned around and shot me with a tube from his ass, right in her right eye, then he switched his side, he shifted from his side, his left to his right, and then shot me in the left eye, then the head, thinking she had a brain, then the right eye, then the left, until my face was abloody mess and i didn't look human anymore only a victim, and then he shoved me to the floor with his free hand, his other on his guitar neck, and his strings he started playing a ballad, he says he wrote it for you, until you die of passion for him or some other women, he wouldn't play it for you anymore, he would play it for me. Then he stood me (he grabbed me from the waist up, he's really strong he must have prosthetic arms or something, and then he started to eat me, as I was bleeding and dying a little and then he spit on me, in my eye, my eye socket, then he licked me some more, there, among my genitals, I'm a bisexual, I'm an old maid, for some, but he loved me, he loved me with all his might, in my house, the other night, he was romantic, I thought we would come here and give you a scare. But this! I wan't expecting this to happen to me. He bit my nose in two places, and it's bleeding off my face, my nose it's a prosthetic a prosthetic made of human flesh, and he ate it, now he's sated. Then he ate my eyes out, he shot his gun again, that brief staccato noise, it's a ritual slaying noise, they kill you in churches, in homes, wherever they can, and they eat you as flesh, they become rabid when you're dying, they don't know. "Eat me!" "How can I eat you, you knocked out all my teeth last night, and kept me in the basement of this house" He kept me locked up, and key chained (...) he and his sister are here, laughing at me, shooting at my face, shooting at me, I lived here two houses down, and they kidnapped me, in the night, and held me close, I went from house to house, for awhile, I even liked Ingrid, she was so noce, until she said, you're out, you're out of my house, you're out of my life, you're out of the deed you left me, I said what deed did I leave you I don't know you, I don't know you I don't want to know you, and laughed. Then they broke (breaked, assault) in, in the night, and ate my heart out in the night, they just shoved a cudgel through it in  my sleep, and then they said, we're here to stay, we're the Tapiero, and we're here to stay. They kept on cutting pieces of flesh off of me, off my arms when they were taing me from house to house, I even went to the house on Fenimore Street, where you grew up, they said, then they laughed. They talked to the man there, who was friendly, then they took out a gun and shot him because he lived in your house, the neighbors were out and laughed at us, laughed at my pain, they kept me with them for two months in Ingrid Tapiero's house in Nassau County, and then they killed me slowly for being a New Yorker, and being fat. I wasn't fat they made me fat like they were trying to do to you, and I don't know what to say next. He's biting my tit now, he's biting me, oh this hurts so much, it hurts. i don't have any arms left, they're both just stumps. please Wilson kill me! Please! No, I'm not through with you, you'll be my winter maidenand I will marry you, marry into your house, into your life just like I tried to do here, but they made me so notorious, but I'm shy outside, no one would ever suspect that I'm a rampant cannibal ha ha ha ha ha, and living in two women's house, see, I live here the cops want me here, we pay them to shut up, Sargeant Granelle for one, and the whole team that took you to the psych hospital we chose for you because you are so, so Jewish to me, Ale are you Jewish, oh I'll knock the insouciance out of you, won't I Ellen (Hinds, Brooklyn DA's daughter-Condalisa Rice arranged this and is UhmUhmming). They're scared if people know what they're doing , if not they're ferocious. This neighborhood killed all my relatives from afar, He's had me for two years in my mind, he says he calls it my mind, but it's his, he doesn't have a mind, just impulses and emotions, he's nothing without emotions he sings about them all the time. "As Lopez I did over two thousand old ladies in in nursing homes, what do you think? I'm here for this nursing home across the street, I hate old people, I hate you I hat eyou the worst Alex, I hate you because you're beutiful inside, and you care, and I hate people who care, who don't die when they're supposed to, I've been spying on the States for awhile, that's why I know English so well. I speak Spanish (Irish for him) when I'm good and soused, I've never been so soused with human blood in my life, that's why I'm getting fat, Granelle keeps on killing the older folk in Bayside, and putting in my new leve, my new people so we can have a sadomasochistic dinner of you in the end, when all of Bayside is turned into a Nazi factory." "Now he's cutting in my leg with a knife".

Sargeant Granelle: "Now are you afraid of me? Ha ha ha ha ha, we'll see, we'll see if they can get me, I'm pretty quick, this Iole contact of the death squads to get rid of you almost got rid of me, but you know what? I'm ready for the wear, I mean, I don't know what I mean." She feigns feeling for the woman. Then purses her lips, and "


FUCK YOU. DIE.DIE IN HELL.YOU FUCKING FILTH.YOU JUST FUCKING WAIT.

The trash at 196-27 45th Avenue, now marked 25 by adhesive, is there illegally, and contributed to this torture.

"Are you scared of us yet? See we're nazis and we're ferocious" this from 27. 32, 28, 36 who is resposible for the arson on Francis Lewis and 45th is involved, and so are Saint Nicholas's kids, through Caroline Kennedy, who asked me if you were here, I said she's calm ,she doesn't even know me, she laughed, said you're it and left, then he came that very night and ate my heart out, a little bit, then another little bit then some more, oh it hurt so bad, (he gets furious because she thinks that, "It's so inelegant, she was so elegant and so sensual with her husband" He just came in her face, and is laughing, because she was elegant and his mother never was, and Carmencita's Bakery eggs him on, yeah you rape him ,rape my mother, rape my father, and my children.

Wilson Tapiero was trying to lure me on the landing, thinking if I shouted he would would hit me over the head with a bottle and ritually sacrifice me, I have bottles made of steel with human entrails in them, in my brothels, I have these bottles, I hit people's heads with them, when they're not looking, when they're distracted or afraid, I would have dragged you out on the landing where we were forced you to give head to me and watched as my stump of a woman started squealing with delight"
"So what if I'm a stump of a woman, I can watch you with my inner eye! We were lovers before he became this cannibal to me, and I like it! I though if I die I should be sacrificed. We drag you out if you succour me. If I'm a dog I don't mind dying like a dog, and he loves it. It excites me to die like this, Ale (again) it really does! Oh I feel elated, like a Jew led to betrayal. Oh my husband beat my will out of me, then my father, then life's circumstances, then oh, I don't care anymore, as long as they give me this drug I don't care. It's propopolis a strong anesthetic. He bags his cane against the wall to see where you are, if you can hear, if you'll stop him, if you'll stop me, oh eat me, eat me, give me that drug, Oh I won't feel it, he makes me feel super special although I'm a stump f a woman, and when he eats me he eats me with such fervor, he likes to touch my tits and then bites me, and then eats me some more, and then bites me, then roars with anger if I don't pay attention to him. He's getting fat with all the people Granelle forces him to eat, he would rather eat sensually as he calls it, sensually, oh sensually it's so much fun, you bite then you suck your thumb in a stupor, then you bite some more, then you suck your thumb then you bite some more. She knows it's isolated houses, and you don't live here, I've never had a lover so attentive, so attentive to details, I feel honored, and I don't feel a thing, he likes to be ferocious" "I hate you when I bite you, I want to eat you I want to eat you in public someday, maybe I can if this neighborhood changes" " If you bite to defend yourself it doesn't make me come, if you bite me to get rid of me, as if you were fighting me, then I come, until I come in your face brutta puta, brutta strega, brutta froggia, brutta scrofia, brutta" well I just kill like that, I like to eat my victims, if they like it all the better, it lengthens their life, if not I get sad and loneny and have to eat myself. I had two ribs removed, I had to, I had to eat myself, I just need to have my cock sucked all the time, all day, even in a brothel I like to I like to then I like to then I like to do you in. Ever since I've been here in your house I've eaten 127 people out of their houses and homes, because Granelle and Geroge Bush all want me to to change the electorate, to change things. So we do, so we eat you, heck, we don't care, so go on eat her, see we're just one, we're just one here, see he talks to me trhough his head, that paul that old boydfriend of yours of mine, i come from the Antilles, that's where i'm originally from they kidnapped me and transformed me into a killing machine, they changed my arms around, my sister has the same arms, i don't know if I shoud tell you, but we're killing machines, I have a gun in my ass, i don't know how they put it there, it retracts when I have to shit, then it expands when I need some air, i have lungs made of steel in parts in case they shoot me there, and my head is completely vacuos, oh I don't know who is out there but in here I'm king I have two women to eat willing or unwilling if not I'll break in in your sleep and eat you like there's no tomorrow, isn't that how it's done here Granelle? "

Sargeant Granelle, 111 Precinct, Bayside, Queens New York City: "And how!"

Marta Tapiero starts sucking his cock squealing. I hear them from my apartment.

YOU JUST FUCKING WAIT, ONE CLONE WHORES, YOU JUST FUCKING WAIT. WAIT. UNTIL WE ALL SHOOT YOU IN YOUR FUCKING CLONE FACE AND WIPE YOU THE FUCK OFF THE FUCKING PLANET.JUST WAIT.

Some fool switches the font and I have to worry? You just fucking wait.

TARGETED: LOWE ANDREW FOR GREAT JONES BERGEN BELSEN NAZI CONCENTRATION CAMP BUSINESS, AS INSPIRED BY BAMMY HUT AT THE SAID STREET AND LAFAYETTE, STREET, SOUTH OF EIGHT, EAST VILLAGE. 2:10PM, EAST FLUSHING LIBRARY:

PS: working on a house takeover story,  a bad cop at 74th and Broadway, called by 911 Roosevelt, a false Internal Affairs Call, and telephonic interference by the Tapiero. Marta Tapiero hacked the into teh, and was brought back to her mental lair when I corrected it to the.

 Liz Johnson, Sargeant Granelle's and Condalisa Rice's contact for heroin and Middle East suicide bombings, spied  on the books I borrowed, even though the check out is (hacker wrote if)  self service, and refused to stop doing so when I ask her to, trying to cause an altercation to multitask.

She promised to arrange for their substitution by the Tapiero, and used the abduct-you-to-a-cubicle-under-Duke-of-Bluebeard-Castle-so-you-can-eat-human meat gristle-and-masturbate-to-place-the-Duke's nasties-in-better-families Greek Orthodox Big Ben acolyte school cross-guard at 196th and Northern, to detail my paseoing.

As I was at the front desk, and walked toward the  backroom to see what the librarian was doing with my card in his hand, I returned to a square yellow stick it (an address to the cubicle of Saint Philip of Greece) with:

Lowe, Andrew written on it. under it, at about half way (heart food) 8-14-12.

Lowe is a name that building targets, just because it wants to. So there.

2:12PM. call to 911 to report the incident. Euro voice, male, switches to African with an accent, and tells me he would not record the incident and pass on the tip. Condalisa Rice switches an i to a word to stress that I'm Italian, but sadly lower case, and is thanked for doing so by Johnson, who will distribute AIDS to all of us in our sleep, and how can I ever prove this ever ever tool place? Woe is me, and all that.

At the library, no book on landlord rights.



1)Also connected a tentative by a Hirohito clone (hacker interferes again, by typing an and attaching the three words together. Wait till I get a hold of him or her) at Chase 196-03 Northern Boulevard to take over our house, through a false claim that he lives here and a debit collection agency, Allied Interstate, under the name of Kim, and the house owes a debt of about $4,000.00 same amount Marta Tapiero is suing my mother for for damage she did to our house, claiming my mother wanted it so bad, and also the correct house subdivision (hacker writes subdievision) on this street. What, I ask, could they possibly want? They will all say Kim lived here, yes they will, and instead of the Tapiero who stall even the mail, I will go to jail for them ha ha ha ha and ha.

2) 10:24 AM. Marta Tapiero placed a receipt in yesterday's mail after the mail had been delivered. It was marked as being delivered that day, 9/26/12 in blue ink, Chase's rubber manacle colors for false arrests, while Nissan's are red.  My mother and I went to the post office to pick up the letter, with a Gonzales from Queens College CUNY, and another Tapiero following her trying to get a postal worker fired and spying on whether we read the letter sent by Carol Alt from Small Claims Court, Queens County, since her modeling agency finally decided to give her the boot.

3) Nazis are conquering Latin America through an imperialist blend of Indian coolie and Japanese, since they tan just about the same as an indigenous person. these the conversations they entertain each other with while they stalk me on the subway. Always multitasking, never the bride.

4) 11:49AM. On the 7 train, a Tapiero associate, reacting furiously at an infant's crying for food. An Anne of Cleves by Holbein on a seat opposite glared in hatred at the child. For art for art's sake, the Tapiero -hacker mispelled itt asTpaieo- unearthed a small bottle filled with a white liquid and fed it to the child. Marta Tapiero's youngest child always complained about being hungry. She's so poor, she drives an Audi, and needs to takeover my house for her poor poor serial killer children. Oh, why don't I understand this and just keel over and die?

5) 11:55AM. At the exchange rate on 74th and Broadway -hacker George Wilbur the First spells Braodway, then Braodaway, then ten for then-where I was followed off the train by a Tapiero -Bush insists on being heard: types tapieor- associate and a small child shouting my name, saying my head will bob back and forth, tendinless, lika a linp artists's won't it mami there appears:

A 5'1'' or 2'' middle weight female cop, with middle blonde and brown hair piled on top of her head, no cap, -for that matter, none of the cops from last night were wearing hats, because too much sex musses their forehead- with hazel eyes, oval face, and bearing the numbers 14617 and the name Addison, of 18th Century fame and probably borrowed with rage, since I was out to buy a magazine, and they would falsely arrest me for harboring a rifle. I confront the apparition, she says" We're all the same, we're all one, we're the Police Department, we work in the subway, and also respond to jobs outside", meaning they're a one race clone face for the KKK, nazis, reactionary -asshole Tapiero feels free to mispell reationary-King George the III types and what have you. On her left lapel, she was wearing a white bar, with a black V in the middle.

6)12:00PM. A call to the wild. 911 calls the station Roosevelt repeatedly, if not the African woman responding might fall into a trance and, isntead of taking the information andoperating on it as I requested her to, since the cop was making her escape, she chooses to transfer me to IAB instead. I refuse. Oh, what a loser I am!

7) 12:06PM. Followed on the train by more Gonzales's and Mia his Columbian assistant, who know and love the Tapiero, so this rental was not only a New York Presbyterian job, but a Queens College, CUNY, one. Both Tapiero homebodies Marta nad Wilson have claimed repeatedly to have contacts with the school.

8) Caught a Savoia-Spencer finally syllabifying in public. Still unclear to what Concentration Camp he was sending me to. In thin white and gray stripes and slacks, a lighter gray shirt, a thin black tie, and orangeish suede boat shoes, which takes some doing. No socks. Gray green eyes that make him pull his eyelashes out. He and an Aldobrandini were related to Carol Alt, of the Small Claims Court Confederate Stonewall Queens. Imagine how they really feel about gays.

9) Inane harassment at Rizzoli, and expected. I see it as inconsequential. I'm a farmer, and a low life, they're not, as long as they have an aquiline German profile, and think they look like Jews because they ate a couple.

10) 2:44PM. My cell reads the number 917. The message is that a Dr. Vasquez (young female voice, Hispanic) was returning my call from none other than the Internal Affairs Bureau, and wanted me to call this number: 212-741-8401. I didn't. She called twice, at 12:18PM, and at 12:28PM. I didn't respond to either. try dialing 917.

P.S.: earlier in the morning, to scare me after I called the loan company, just to ascertain I clearly understood that she was in good with Hirohito, I receive a symchronized tie in, via message, to my number, by a Hispanic version of Mary Kaye, from 347-712-6991, reading:

" Consultoras Mary Kay hoy reunion 11am Noche 7 pm Grandes Novedades ideas deventas. Nos vemos. Julia B. (same name from Jackson Heights who sent a small invitation to Marta Tapiero (Wilbur when traveling writes invitaion- must be connected with the briss drawn and quartering circuit, and jackson for Jackson Heights. Ben Leon knows what that means, and jumps for it. "Thank you Mr. President, we'll see what we'll do with that crying child, a Marta Tapiero capture, covered by the President of the United States, none other than George Bush" "And don't you forget it". Cover: Kelly, Hinds) . The freak who answers the phone when I call to tell her not to message or call anymore since I nver gave her this number and don't know her calls herself Severin, then Sharon, then Julia, then Rosemary the spice girl poisoner for Bammy. Allied Interstate called themselves Hosanna, Jessica, Fabiola, and Ruth Neiman, which is probably an older person they harm.


Finis.




Space, as usual, not my doing, and let them take the fall for it, since I won't overextend myself to correct it. They alter the post, they're concealing important evidence. so to them, a big fuck you. And yet, Tapiero remonstrates from down below, lost in another dimension.

HACKER ALTERATIONS OF CORTE COSTITUZIONALE AND MORE, WHICH IRRITATES GEORGE BUSH:

September 15, 2012: costituzioanle;

Septermber 18, 2012: Same (hacker just lowercased Same and wrote Septermber);

September 20, 2012: cxostituzionale;

September 20, 2012: costituzioanle;

September 20, 2012: iab  (at) newyork (dot) gov, now apparently an actual address;

September 22, 2012: corte removed;

September 24, 2012: cortecostituzionae; (George Bush starts arranging a tirade of see, her fingers slip);

September 27, 2012: costituzioonale, then cistituzionale as the title of this post. Corutesy of Mary Mittler.





Elongation not my doing, nor allowed by me. Criminal collusion enabling hacker to do so.

F train stop at 57th Street: Bammy confederate job for pig faced Mott, european, female, thrown on the ground by her brother in a tan from the Bowery Boys by the turnstyles:

5 $0.00 Fare Cards.  All, except where noted, with 1/16th upper top reading: Subject to applicable tariffs and conditions of use. 1/4th considering part of the 1/3 band below, containing Expiration Date and series of numbers.

1) Expiration Date: 08/31/13;
2365383646 21516954; Unmarked zone about 3/4, if bar is measured. (Bammy green white and red)

On the left side, 1/3 from the top (disappearance): For Metro Card Customer Service call 718-330-1234. On the right side: M 1006;

$4.50 printed on back of card, in bold.


2) Expiration Date: 12/31/12;
2269142378 20752564; unmarked zone about 3/4, if bar is measured.

On the left side, 1/3 from the top (disappearance): For MetroCard Customer Service call 718-330-1234. On the right side, M0992;

Printed in back, a subway train car with big wheels,
and the writing Great gifts from the Transit Museum.In 22 lines, $10.95. Telephone number: 718-694-1600;

3) Top right about 1/16th: Sujeto a las tarifas y condiciones de uso correspondienties. To its left T1203;

Expiration Date: 11/30/13;
2380866315 21631187;

Below, in bold, capitalized:
No suponga que (hacker no supongaque- a thorw back and a death by torture and suture of a married couple who loves one another) lo dejaron por accidente.
Si ves algo, di algo.
Digale a un policia o empleado de MTA o llame a la Linea Directa para Terrorismo al 1-888-NYC-SAFE (1-888-692-7233). With the vanishing point MTA .info circle to the side of this.

4) Top right about 1/16th, above Expiration date: Subject to applicable tariffs and conditions of use. To its left: T1204;

Expires 10/31/13, the ink slightly bled;
2368664967 21538390;

Under: For MetroCard customer Service, call 511 or go to eFix at mta.info;
Under that, at  second 4/4ths a rectangular picture of part of a subway map, West side of Manhattan, South from Central Park on down, and South of Chambers, 4/4ths and 1/6th disappearance, with the third 1/3 cut in half, if folded. An iPhone cover, for $20.00. To its right, New York Transit Museum.
Telephone number: 718-694.1600.

5) Top 1/16th: Subject to applicable tariffs and conditions of use;
On band, Expires 10/31/13; below that:
2373062126 21570067;
Below that, For metroCard Customer Service, call 511 or go to eFix at mta.info. At 1/2 below that type, to the right: M10122;
To the left: a picture of boxer shorts with the subway system printed on them, on sale for $30.00, in 100% cotton; To its right: New York Transit Museum. Telephone number: 212-878-0106.

Hacker for Rice adds an H after cotton, sutured.

On all the Transit Museum Cards, the addresses are listed as:
Boerum Place & Schermerhorn St,
Brooklyn Heights, with the 718 number following. Then Grand Central Terminal Gallery Annex & Store, with no 212 number listed.
On the boxer card, both numbers are listed.


Space below, not elongated by me.

CRIMINAL RECORDS CONCERNING THE TAPIERO, RENTERS, WHO ARE TO LEAVE OUR HOUSE AS SOON AS POSSIBLE:

RESPONSIBLE FOR OVER 2,034 CHILD DEATHS IN COLUMBIA AND THE UNITED STATES WITH DEATH SQUAD CONTACTS;

Carmen Tapiero: 1,000 + warrants;
Wison Tapiero: 157 warrants;
Marta Tapiero: 55 warrants;
Khryssy Tapiero: 1,000 warrants for the death and rape of children;
Anthony Tapiero: 1,000 for same;
Kenny Tapiero: 500.

All death and death related, involving children.

The calls I receive on my cell phone, 1 112 223 333 are made by the Tapiero. The sound is garbled audio tape, often, or silences. The latest, finally, included a recognizable Carmen Tapiero and a slightly altered , in Emglish, Khryssy Tapiero.

"We disseminate filth and death, to you from whoever employs us, for the Nazi United Confederacy of the future" message, at 10:09AM, today, courtesy of Khryssy Tapiero from wherever she's spying this post.

WEI CHO HUAN, POSSIBLE NAME, ABDUCTION OF ASIAN YOUTH, ORGANIZED BY POLICE OFFICERS IN FLUSHING, NEW YORK CITY.

NAMES OF OFFICERS INVOLVED, KEEPING IN MIND THEY MAY BE IMPERSONATING THE NAMES AND BADGE NUMBERS AS WELL. SO IT'S IMPORTANT TO CHECK AND SEE WHERE THESE OFFICERS WERE AT THIS TIME, SINCE THEY CAN BE TARGETED AS WELL, FOR EROTOANTHROPOPHAGIA IF INNOCENT AND NOT CONFEDERATE:

TAYLOR 17288;
BORST 29701 (COULD BE A PLAY ON BORSCHT;
CHIANG 13166, WHICH IS A JOKE WITH THE I;
ALTAN 21809, WHICH IS ALSO A JOKE, SINCE IT'S A MONIKER FOR AN ITALIAN HUMORIST;
GESLAK 295-;
AND THREE MORE, ON THE STREET.

VAN WITH WINDOWS, FORD E-350, LICENSE PLATE (FLAT) 5870 WITH THE NUMBER PAINTED ON THE BACK SIDE OF THE CAR, DRIVING OFF WITH THE ASIAN YOUTH IN THE DIRECTION OPPOSITE THE PRECINCT, WEST ON MAIN, FROM ROOSEVELT.

911 CALLED FROM 8:50PM TO 9:05PM. NO EMERGENCY STATED, WAS ONE, AFRICAN ETHNIC ACCENT, ROUNDED VOWELS (SIMULATING CHEWING HUMAN FLESH).

AT THE 109 PRECINCT:

AT THE DESK, AT 9:05PM:
ALI 14491, a dark oval faced man, with wide eyes, dark skin, about forty, fifty;
A Patton the confederate t-shirted officer, hostile, insulting. More than 6 feet, middle weight but thin.

CLAIMS: THEY WERE TRANSIT COPS, THE VAN WAS TAKING THE YOUTH TO A TRANSIT FACILITY (THERE ARE NONE WEST ON MAIN STREET) AND THE MATTER WAS PRIVATE (PROBABLY COMPANY) SO THEY REFUSED TO DISCLOSE ANY INFORMATION. ALI ASKED ME IF I WAS RELATED TO THE YOUTH, MEANING, THAT'S WHAT THEY DID TO NON SLAVES. HE BLURRED HIS SPEECH AS WELL.


8:22PM. An arrangement by Hinds, the father daughter team, to "prove their strength, when they mean they needed to organize cover with everyone  who they arranged to stalk me instead.
On the subway platform of the 7 train, a 5'5'' or so, mid-weight female African police officer, gestured this youth to get off the car. Another officer, resembling Patton the Confederate,male, red hair, pale, about 6 feet, medium to thin build, was standing on the opposite platform. The youth followed the officer, and was brought upstairs in the booth area, after he explained that he had taken the disabled door because he had been abducted, had no money and was escaping two people who had said they would arrest him by tomorrow if he "didn't put out". The African police officer told him to say communist, and he did. After awhile they put handcuffs on him tightly. They were metal, but rimmed in orange plastic. the African whore got on the radio and mentioned my name. I approached her, asking  her if she had done so. She denied it. Suddenly, four more police officers came out from the opposite entry, facing east. Three were in long pants, one in bermudas. The first officers, Taylor, the African, and Borst, the Patton, were joined by dark haired others, same color, verging   on  black.
I only could record three names and numbers: Chiang, who told me he would claim I was obstructing justice, and told me the youth not only beat the fare, which would be only a ticket, but they had checked and found a warrant issued by criminal court. I watched the entire process, and they checked nothing. Taylor put the handcuffs tightly on his wrists, and then yanked them tighter several times, hurting the youth. She had unbraided hair, thin and visible, it looked false, it was too shiny and straight. So she was probably involved in erotoanthropophagia. What connected this to me was the name plate Altan: that's a moniker for a cartoonist who publishes rehularly in the Espresso, a magazine I buy regularly at Rizzoli, on 57th Street, and is also carried by Flushing Library. Rizzoli lately is crawling with nazi affiliates Lega types, and Patton the confederate. They frisked the male youth's pants and pockets roughly as well. then brought him up on the street, having him stand on the South West side of Main crossway Roosevelt for an unjustified period of time, probably accumulating cover. The youth was visibly upset. It was terrible, not being able to help him, and just witness this. After awhile they walked him across Main, to the small van with windows and seats, parker facing West on the North side of Main. Two police officers climbed in the van, and drove in the direction opposite the Precinct, West, which was north east of there. Further along there I have seen street signs listing a cross street on Main's as Prince Street, which I find strange since how typical is it to name two streets the same in the same city? The other is in Soho.

I was shouting at 911 for refusing assistance and interrupting me, and went to the 109 to see if they would do something. I was told that they were transit cops, when I saw the badges they were wearing clearly, and they had precinct numbers on their collars. I was asked if I were a relative, which is saying they were covering for slavists, and I was told, in an abrupt  (I'm being polite) manner that it was a private business, which also means it was a private contract. their double talk covers them.
It was horrible to witness, I hope the youth is safe, I hope that's his name, I hope he's alive.

9:45PM. Saint Nicholas, by now admitting they spy for loyalist and confederate interests, were organizing outside the church. It was women resembling Patton the confederate, everywhere I go these days, since a month ago. Two boarded a white car, license plate BAG 1843, which may have something to do with the Lufthansa abductions.

i also received calls from someone from a 916 number days past claiming a name similar to that of the youth, and claiming to be my tenant at our other house, and calling me from two different numbers. I didn't trust the doubling so I did not return the calls.

There's too much injustice in the world, too much cruelty, too much brutality. I pray it stops soon, it's just too much.

Police Officers may be at risk: Verizon's landline is parenthesized as "copper", on the 22verizon dot com  web page.

FRANK BRUNO ESQUIRE AT 69-09  MYRTLE AVENUE, GLENDALE NEW YORK:

 Telephone number 718.418.5000  gave my mother a white and black cheap card, indentifying himself as Counsellor at law and listed his address at 67-04 Myrtle Avenue, Glendale NY.

Tapiero is chanting Glen-da-le downstairs. They're fascist and proud to say so, so are, like Condalisa Rice, involved with protecting Tapiero, who has admitted to suicide bombings in Kabul, and a plan for Anders' escape.

I called the number, my mother having left early in the morning and not having returned at home yet. I was answered by Bruno, shouting at me, a Sebastian, and Dina, the supposed secretary, not the voice on the answering machine, one more sleazy than the other.

He told me he owns the building at 69, but his law offices are at 67. The cross street listed on the Internet page is wrong, a Lucia something. Also he accepted a contract through Keen and the Tapiero to substitute and destroy my shoes, with a top part on the back, by the tendin, extracted and hard. This was a contract accepted for Duluth Trading, a catalogue sent to my mother's name here at the house, no request from us placed to be on their mailing list.

The idea is to ruin my shoes, so I walk barefoot as a slave for Condalisa Rice's circuit of filth. He must be a relative of Bruno the politician. I saw someone resembling him walk by me with a yarmulke some days past.

I told Bruno about harm incurred from the Tapiero, I described the events at room 402 in Civil Court with the absense of a judge and the stenographer deciding what the court date would be, and recommending that Marta Tapiero stay in the house, I said I had incurred great losses, and physical harm from them, and that their relative, whom Bruno and his secretary Dina arranged to be our lawyer in court, did not accept to read about physical and economic harm. Bruno refused additional evidence from me that would allow for a quick eviction of the Tapiero, by claiming he was bound by client lawyer confidentiality.

Dina, Bruno and the rest of the staff want Tapiero to give my tooith "a good tug, and sell it to George Bush".

This contact was arranged through 29-27, now miscorrectly listed as 27-25 who defrauds older women and men from their houses in the neighborhood, by feigning charity work, but killing the owners of the house.

My mother has been gone since early morning. Dina claimed she was there until three, went shopping, and then returned to the offices, so she could stalk her and expose her to her local street crime connections, by making her visible in the area.

VERIZON, NOT MY VOICE , TELEPHONE INTERFERENCE TO MURDER DURING EMERGENCIES:

2:20PM. Condalisa Rice, 196-36 45th Avenue, Auburndale, New York 11358. Alabama, KKK, confederate contact. Identifies himslef as "Darryn"; Fabiola Sammartino is a 36 contact, and hacks a y to result in identyfies. She's an aficionado of Marilyn Monroe.Resides in Miami Beach. Also murders for real estate.

2:21PM. Steve. Southern drawl, claims to be from Syracuse. Contact of Frank Marzella, and his son's schooling;

2:26PM. Bruno, the politician. On board of psychiatric hospital Gracie Square in the Upper East Side. Wants my mother to sell our house to him, and for her to die in a hospice. I will be made "human meat". "Who will believe this? Ha ha ha ha ha!" Connection: Peter Carravetta, who operates with his family as a false Jew, in the same Upper East Side area.

2:27PM. "Franklin" 111 Precinct. Rezoning the Bayside area into a coolie slave mess, through New York Presbyterian and interning older people after defrauding them, in shelters, and hospices where they're murdered, through Caroline Kennedy, Park Avenue Shelter, New York Presbyterian, and the above.

2:37PM. 3 beeps before I get 911: arranged by Saint Nicholas, on 196th and Northern Avenue. Diana, their Southern contact answers this call. Coordidanted with passing siren ringing police car.Frank Marzella connected as well, who is not Greek, nor Big Ben.

2:41PM. Verizon coordinates with nazi confederate fascist KKK crime elements in the area: if you provide your phone number they request the area code of the area you're calling from.

2:44PM. Back to Condalisa Rice from Bruno, the politician. Daniel. I work with Daniel, Condalisa Rice starts getting excited saying" See, she's accepted to being my slave." "Alex, I'll never stop you will have to accept your death by Confederate means!" Lilli Cavallo hacks dede in confederate, then an m, for my last name.

Concerning the voice sounding like mine, Daniel claimed  that it must be connected to voice mail, accepted the possibility of a crossed line, and was about to contact Rice about it. I interrupted the call. He wanted to know, for verification purposes, what my name and address were. Hillary Clinton is involved in defrauding me out of my property. This excites the Tapiero.

2:52PM. Car horn beeps for the Tapiero, from 196th by Saint Nicholas.

2:54PM. 36 involved again, because I'm running out of time.Works on voice commands. Responsible for line switch, house defrauding, covering for heroin ring, arranging for my mother to "meet" Filippa Gaetta, and Confederate murder ties. Said to gouge out blue and brown eyes, depending on the collection. Done for real estate reasons, trying to defraud us of a house, so she doesn't have much leeway to operate in the area.

2:58PM. Mail arrives, Tapiero goes downstairs, unheard. He throws the mail to the ground, twice.
Tony, nasal, June Rossi contact.

3:01PM. Calls me back again, with insistence. June Rossi wants my voice mail code. "I thought we broke her of her insouciance" an Ellen Hinds contact.

3:04PM. Tapiero access the front door. The three requestfor ID  is connected to Saint Nicholas, on 196th and Northern. Syracuse Center accesses my call, again, a Frank Marzella contact. He and June communicate, he remonstrates convinced he's the Patriarch of this family, as if we were either to any of them. Marzella created these connections for his offshoots to go to school, through ped loyalist confederate churches. Arranges for this call to be switched to an Arian camp. Marzella types arayn. "for you are of farmer born" etc.

FRANK MARZELLA IS A HACKER. ADDED TIME AND LENGHTHENED POST FOR ABDUCTION TO NAZI CONCENTRATION CAMP. He's fierce see who I have against me, and all that.

Verizon page unavailable but for 22verizon dot com.

"You're a nigger whore for me, Alexandra, don't you forget it, and I'll eat you out of a house and home. We owe nothing to the Marzella, and we do not provide him any money. He may arrange for these connections for my mother, rentals and all else to harm her financially. We owe nothing to anybody.

Phone number listed for Verizon: 800.VER-IZON.

3:22PM. Frank Marzella, through Verizon, by shouting NOOW! switches this call to concentration camp theme Guam. "Paris". Male voice.

3:26pm. Frank Marzella and Paris shout NOW!  Michael answers, is a Paris contact. I tell him he needs to report on the account that:

1) The time, from 10:00AM to 3:30PM, spent on the phone;

2) That Verizon, not to see my face, since I'm a lesser race to them, arranged for a false trial and an extended date (abduction to nazi camp) through  their Hispanic Patton the confederate overweight female, tan skin, small brown eyes, brown curly hair, mammied up on top of her head, about thirty, forty, at the Small Claims Office, Center Street, New York City, with nary an ID badge in sight;

3) That they need to run a test through the lines because of my suppoed voice saying "The line is busy, please leave a message".


It's been fun. Finis.

Lookouts and Con Edison contacts for Wilson Tapiero.

Gray SUV drives by as I approach the front of the house at 12:52PM. Tapiero makes door noises downstairs. Tapiero also uses Lopez as an alias in Fresh Meadows and Jackson Heights. Ater starts running. Con Ed Tapiero contacts arrange to overcharge me for electric services, once he leaves the apartment. Tapiero owes about 200.00 on the bill  now, and I had to pay money I did not owe, about 350.00, not to have service turned off. Condalisa rice contacts claimed the bill had to be re estimated since May and I paid my supposed additional share. Gas meters were switched to inner location for Tapiero, with no authorization to work on them from us. Marta Tapiero plans on encosing a windowless basement space to put infant children in as storage for food and have them decompose there, and blame good Con Ed workers when "they want me to". "Oh, this house will be mine, no one can stop me, not even her daughter!"

FOUND: shirt misplaced from drawer.

A Queens Bus map altered from my mother's apartment yesterday to one including a 29 line where there wasn't any.

12:07PM: DISTRICT ATTORNEY GENERAL HINDS ARRANGES TO BAR ME FROM ALL COURTS AND HOSPITALS.

"Now will you be a slave for Ellen and me?"

ASSURANCE WIRELESS, POWERED BY VIRGIN. THEY INFORM CONDALISA RICE THAT I WILL CALL NEXT, TAPIERO UHM HUMNS AS WELL, TRAPPED IN THE WIND TUNNEL ECHO HE HAS IN SECOND FLOOR APARTMENT HE RENTS FROM US.

Someone looks through my mail before I receive it, then reseals envelopes. She says I need to be prompt in sending dated material back to Assurance. Female voice, making an announcement from Saint Nicholas.

1:07PM. Condalisa Rice prepares Assurance Wireless Customer Service (I'm trapped on an Indian coolie loop, because of her) to provide a false name, or one organizational for her.

1:09PM. Soundless delay in contact. I interrupt the phone call.

1:11PM. About a ten second delay, three tries in a row. Connected to Verizon voice scam.

1:16PM. For recertification processes, Assurance Wireless repeats year born twice and then plays a message claiming the year was not understood. Hacker Tapiero Sire adds an extra n to Assurance.
Message plays: " Sorry we're unable to complete your annual recertification at this time. Goodbye"

The year, unlike the other requests, did not require pound on second try. The message plaid: "Did not understand".

Arranged by Condalisa Rice.

1:20PM. "Now we're on, Condi" Wilson Tapiero.

CONDALISA RICE HAS BEEN DEPLETING MY ACCOUNT OF MINUTES, AND PLACING TELEPHONE NUMBERS THAT I DID NOT DIAL ON MY ACCOUNT. THE PIN NUMBER, WHEN I ACCESS THE WEB PAGE CANNOT BE DETERMINED BY THE CUSTOMER ANYMORE. SO, CONDALISA RICE ORGANIZED THE 111-222-333 CALLS, THE IMITATION VOICE CALL TO PREVENT ME FROM TALKING TO MY MOTHER, IN TODAY'S CASE, WHEN SHE WENT TO A FALSE ADDRESS, INSTEAD OF THE LAWYER'S.SHE DID THIS BEFORE I COULD WARN HER NOT TO. SHE IS ALSO RESPONSIBLE FOR THE EROTOANTROPHOPHAGIA OF GERMAN CHILDREN, AND PLANTED THOSE NUMBERS ON MY ACCOUNT.

1:36PM. Someone from our second floor apartment shouts NIGHTMARE!NIGHTMARE! in a can.

Wait time: 5 minutes. The phone rings. Frank Marzella coordinated activity to Assurance from 32, 36, 28, Tapiero, 37-39, 25-29, 22 for Patterson the Confederate, Mittler, the latter misaddressed, by informing them of this blog. He also informed Valley Stream of the blog as well.

1:43PM.  FRANK MARZELLA: "We want you closely monitored and we want you a whore!"

Customer service assistant, by the name of David, has the same tone of the Indian customer service assistant that usually takes these calls. They must target that name genocidally, through Condalisa Rice and Caroline Kennedy.  My phone has been substituted during night break ins, reads for emergencies only, when dialing 911 (New York Police assistance) it beeps three times (Saint Nicholas' arrangement, on 196th and Northern Boulevard), has an assisted voice command feature that it didn't originally, the prongs on the plug are toothed like a Kappler (Mittler) snake, the phone replays voice messages erased if connected to our house in the Mittler area, or if they know I'm outside my apartment door, or at a subway platform.

CONDALISA RICE ARRANGED FOR  ASSURANCE WIRELESS NOT TO CORRECT THESE ISSUES AND TO STAGE A MOCK INVESTIGATION. THEY REFUSE TO REPORT INCIDENTS BY MAIL.IT WAS DONE FOR WILSON TAPIERO AS WELL.


Space below not mine. Time spent on call clocked at 25.00. Cover up for $20.00 stolen from my account. Refusal to substitute phone with one not connected to World Trade Center and Empire State Building terrorists.

CONDALISA RICE IS GIVING MY GOOGLE BLOGGER PASSWORD TO VERIZON, THE 111 PRECINCT, PETER MITTLER, THE TAPIERO, ETC. 10:46AM.

CALLS TO VERIZON:

RICE PLAN: My torture, mutilation, murder and abduction by KKK nazi confederate Alabama teams.

Issue: instant transfer to a message connected to my number, which says in a voice identical to mine: the line is busy. Please leave a message.

10:40AM. "Julie". A Fleshtones-Rolling Stones, Anita Pallenberg arrangement, Marilla Palmer, Hinds Attorney General Brooklyn and daughter, white supremacist, Ethics Board, family court and Traffic officers, mostly colonial indians, so, a Singh Long Island Jewish contact;

10:42AM: Tania. My father's family, estranged. June Rossi, and annexed, Martells, and the elements involved in this from my mother's side of the family: Marzella, Capulli, Cavallo, Renna, Tozzi, certainly.

10:43AM. Ronnie: speaks with Southern drawl. Savoia contact, 27-29 now marked 25-27, possibly involving the Regan administration, so Rice and Bush.

10:55AM: shouts from a child in a close back yard, on a Wednesday. So what! We want you a whore. Re Max also has Condalisa Rice connections to harm home owners and abduct them to Florida to have them tortured and murdered there for the Confederacy, KKK. She calls these people "slaves" she can "buy". They're "traded" by people acting as lawyers, police officers, real estate agents, anyone in an official capacity, who arrange "owning" one, just because they are approached for any reason whatsoever.

10:58AM: Rice communicates to her goons that they need to say they're exploring my family and my contacts, for a "Jew hunt", if not she can't go on conducting business as usual. Whoopi Goldberg and Jon Stewart pile on.

11:00AM: Call ended by Verizon.

11:01AM: Claims I called earlier for a tech related problem, when I didn't. "Looking at the account, I see that a representative may be of more help to you" . Ed answers, Southern drawl. Rachel Maddow, msnbc password theft and genocide arrangements, through Rice's contacting Stewart.A Ron Paul Ayn Rand, Nazi connection, involving Krupps marijuana.

11:05AM: "I'll get my hackers on it Condalisa" Rachel Maddow. This while I'm on the line with Verizon."Minnie" answers. Child pedophily, unknown connection besides all mentioned on this blog.

11:09AM: Invalid Page appears with a long series of numbers, in a rose window, on my computer screen. I erase it, it's a child abduction arranged for and through Condalisa Rice. I'm on the phone trying to get through to Verizon. Recorded message end call. false arrest, through lack of assisstance by politicians and New York's 911.

11:12AM: The Tapiero start beating an empty jug downstairs. A voice from behind our house calls out "Yo voy dos". Associated with hacker's alterung a word in preceding paragraph to flase, perhaps flask, or crock. Job for New York Presbyterian, Kennedy, Mountbatten, or through them. Music plays while I'm on the line."John" answers the line, Boston accent.11:16AM.Incomprehensible conversation outside the Tapiero rented apartment. A car door slams.

11:17:AM. Condalisa Rice covers the call for the torture, murder, death of an Italian, associated with 17. Depends on fear and confusion, the state of which being determined by the speaker and Rice. "Ruhr" answers the phone. Industrial Parks with slaves living below, or that's the plan, along with iron ore. Rolling wording, regional American, unknown. switch in Verizon recording: now requests account number, or utility account number or telephone number: cut off service, and home invasion, attack to abduct to torture and murder areas. Arranged by Krupps at Saint Nicholas, 196th Street one block West of Francis Lewis, in Queens, Condalisa Rice, NYPD 911 and terrorist hotlines, Condalisa Rice and Hinds in Brooklyn. Line goes dead.

11:23AM: Condalisa Rice spies on this Verizon call. Has hacker mispell Rice as rice.delay in answering call. African inflection answers, male voice, rolling. "Mark". A Mittler World Trade center, Empire State Building Terrorism contact. They can be found at 48-63 211th Street, Bayside Hills, Bayside, Queens, New York 11364. They drive cars with stickers reading Taxation with no Representation.

11:27AM: Phone connection is silent, then Verizon message switches on noiselessly. I end the call.

11:28AM: Frank Marzella enters the tabernacle. Discriminates against the disabled, abducts to Psych hospitals without reason. Voice on phone, message: Did you call the police, Frank?" Imitating the Verizon phone message. Supposedly, Frank Marzella resides at Hickory Hill Lane, Waterbury Connecticut, I can't remember the house number. Interference from KKK Catholic or Italian division calls out "civic". The stenographer in court yesterday was Frank Marzella's arrangement, for the Tapiero.

11:32AM:Human flesh stored in lower colon gang. Karen answers, has a texan middle class drawl.

11:35AM: Condalisa Rice abuses chuldren in a sof voice (Jews to eat) "See, if you're stupid, what can happen to you?" Verizon requests again, account number, account from recent bill, or phone number with firm. Again, coordinated with houses Condalisa Rice is spying, to cut off all service, embezzle accounts, destroy all receipt evidence, murder the family and abduct the chidlren, to trasfrom them from babys to ped "daddies". I interrupt the call. This is connected to Marta Tapiero requesting the stenographer yesterday, possibly a Gotti, or a Campbell, or a Dow, if she could call Con Ed on this house. This in my presence, with extreme ease. She and her family are currently not associated with this address on the internet. Her child whores ask Condalisa Rice if I'm afaid yet, plaintively.Rice says No, no, with pursed lips, but she won't give up, "We won't ever gve up preying on Northerns for the true South".

11:43AM:"See, you make mistakes?" Ellen Hinds. "A free Northern child is exquisite" Hinds and Rice Uhmhm. Mark Hendricks puts me on a wait with a Hind connection. Doug answers, slight Southern drawl, possibly a Confederate fascist contact involved with Prudential Doug Elliman for the moment. 800 837 4966 calls and leaves a message, marked at 11:46AM.Different tone of voice, New Jersey accent, slight. Ellen Hinds wants someone sutured, by separating the final e from tone to the next word, and thinks doing it from my post is the most advisable course of action to take. "It's so much fun, with the unitiated one can blame! Ha ha ha ha ha!" Hind connection a Jackson Heights precinct, a male hispanic Nazi officer who also arranges for 13 bus drivers in the North Bayside 13 area. Claims two children are ready for her, Tapiero who is a briss mutilator and erotoanthropofagist shouts something to his connection at Saint Nicholas' from the window. Seen in court yesterday, he must be well fed lately. Windows slamming, movement downstairs. Carmencita's Bakery mumbles something. Has a declared income of 500,000.00 a year, has multiple banking and credit accounts in her name, including Home Depot,  buys Audis and Hybrid Nissans for her trash offspring and collects Medicaid from 34th Street in Manhattan. African whore hacker from Brooklyn does sothing with a comma, to message Ellen Hinds. Jackson Heights conveys the message that two children are on the way to Brooklyn in someone's lower colon, for Ellen Hinds. Remonstartions from the Tapiero downstairs, through gritted teeth. "You know about it, we risk it.". Court Stenographer assigning a court date for our eviction case on Novembber 8 or 9 in the courtroom, at 402, with no judge present, will be Wilson Tapiero's character witness, for Ellen Hinds.Unidentified woman, middle build, blondish hair, blue eyes, oval face.In her late fifties. Starts on me" You have none, I follow you. Oh, this court case is won!"

12:02PM:All calls made to Verizon have been removed by Assurance Wireless,Virgin, an Indian conact of Condalisa Rice's. Until I do her will as her slave. My mother may be in agreement with this, or she may be intimidated.

12:02PM: Tapiero warns I may take this call because I'm tired. I interrupt the call, he says "Next!" "For me she's just a jpurnalist. For that she dies. While I, I'm organized with my entire family, with George Bush. Ellen Hinds alters next, and Wilson Tapiero checks through his hacking program. A car horn sounds downstairs, noise in the apartment, banging on walls twice, and interaction with the two. He informs the driver that I'm confused. "She may have lifted her feet. i don't know, I just feel it, in my soul, in my feet too, as you know I'm an Austro...". Some FBI infiltrant claims I'm confused and laughs. He will never operate againt Hinds, I have everybody against me in this neighborhood, it's not worth it, who is she? Is she beautiful? They'll eat her, and we won't care." A Caroline Kennedy contact.Verizon switches to prerecorded questions.

12:12PM: Ellen Hinds corrected the former AM in PM. She bids for me as a slave. All involved agree."Is she confused yet?"Frank Marzella informs the Mod Squad that I must be doing something. His technique: belittles to extract the truth. "ha ha ha ha ha". Court Stenographer will insist I'm organized with Marzella.

12:15PM. "Expected wait time greater than ten minutes."

Space below arranged by hackers. This means I'm a slave for Marta Tapiero, who is hunting for children.

Google word verification will use it.

The space was removed.

FALSE FRANK BRUNO LAW OFFICES ADDRESS, ON TAPIERO, CONDALISA RICE ALTERED CARD WHICH LEADS TO A 3/4 ALABAMA FRONT ON MYRTLE AVENUE AS SEEN ON GOOGLE MAPS, THIS ALSO COURTESY OF FILIPPA GAETTA:

67-04 MYRTLE AVENUE, GLENDALE, NY 11385.

The card was given me by my mother.

The secretary, whom I called yesterday, if the call got through, told me that the offices were located off 67th and Myrtle Avenue. I checked the actual address, and it 's listed on a completely different street.

The secreatary, who did not identify herself, also said that Mr. Bruno couldn't come to trial yesterday, but that he would be substituted by a mohammed Bait, who resembles the Tapiero family.

Filippa Gaetta is embroiled in a heroin ring, unbeknownst to my mother, and arranges for genocide murders for fascists based on last name, and, as a category, heretics. Giordano Bruno was a Renaissance religious free thinker, who was sentenced to murder by the reactionary clergy at the time.

NO TRIAL HELD IN HOUSING COURT , QUEENS CIVIL COURT, SUTPHIN BOULEVARD:

1) Peter Carravetta, in a collusion with KKK Nazi police officers at the 111 Precinct, and the Tapiero, our renters who haven't paid, including utilities, since July 2012, is arranging for a Mohammed Bait, a supposed lawyer sent by the original lawyer or his secreatary to represent us, and who represented the Tapiero instead, who also had an unidentified woman sitting at the stenographer's seat in court room 402 decide when our court date should be, for non payment of rent, when instead we were seeking eviction proceedings.

2) Peter Carravetta, a professor at Stony Brook, SUNY, is involved, as a day job, in house take overs. He seems to know Filippa Gaetta, someone who befreinded my mother in this neighbborhood, and who gave my mother this lawyer as a reference. Their area is Glendale, which is also a Rosaria Pipia's area, who was a student of Carravetta's. Together:

A) The Tapiero will establish proprietorship of our house by calling the police for false complaints, aided by 37-39 marked 35-37; 45, 32, 36, 28,29, marked 27, and especially, 27 now marked 25;

B) Tapiero will also cliam we trespass in her rental area, when we do not, and as landlords, she has already not respected a written request to access the premises in August;

C) The Tapiero will have us arrested on false charges through their corrupt police contacts, now residing in the sub basement, if only by mind, of the 111 Precinct. This will be arranged by Rosaria Pipia, supposedly, via Peter Carravetta, who may be hungry for what they own as well; Carravetta's family operate as false Jews on the Upper East Side, and the lawyer may be connected to that circuit as well, and so, by extention, are the Tapiero;

D) The Tapiero have don estructural damage to the house, and will continue to do so while we're out. The houses abovementioned are co responsible, legally. They will convince us that trials are held in stadiums and get out of it that way, ha ha ha and ha;

E) They are causing constant emotional stress on my mother;

F) I have had to pay for Mr. Tapiero's amount of an electric bill on the same meter. It feeds two different apartments. I have suffered economic loss from them, personal harm, and property damage.
Mohammed Bait, if that is his name, saw it fit to claim we were suing for back rent instead

G) The stenographer insisted that, with no lease, no squat possible since our house is not an abandoned building, no actual evidence of rent paid, Marta Tapiero can stay on the premises indefinitely. Not a judge, who is claimed to have arranged everything, on September 25, 2012 in room 402 in Queens Civil Court, Sutphin Boulevard, by for Condalisa Rice, and Ellen Hinds, New York Presbyterian, Long Island Jewish, and the rest. An idiot at the court stenographer's desk sets the date of a trial, as November 8,or 9, 2012, without giving us the name of the presiding judge?

H) Marta Tapiero is making arrangements to have my photos regarding her activities erased, next time I access Civil Court, by the security staff. If not she'll steal them from my apartment.

"I'll continue damaging your house, let's see who wins, if it's you or me, Alessandra"


I) And, there's always the risk we are to be carted off by an ambulance, because of Tapiero false statements.

J) Also, by the time I returned from buying the newspaper, all the debree from the arson on Francis Lewis and 45th Avenue was gone. This within a half hour.

I) Marked as calls made or received, on September 25, 2012 for the Queen fo England:
Two calls from a 646 area, and th elawyer's number;

I call my own land line, Verizon, no ringing, a vioce replicating mine exactly responds, saying "the line is busy. Leave a message." 37-39 thanks Condalisa Rice and George Bush in "defrauding you of your house." "It's a death foretold" 36.

PLEASE HELP: MC CORNICK AND MC CLELLAN MISSING SINCE YESTERDAY: CONNECTED TO A LUFTHANSA OFFICE CLEANING ORGANIZED BY SARGEANT GRANELLE, AT THE 111 PRECINCT.

COLLUSION IN QUEENS CIVIL COURT SECURITY STAFF WITH NEW YORK PRESBYTERIAN, THE QUEEN OF ENGLAND, AND, OF COURSE CONDALISA RICE, IN NIGHT BREAK INS, NO SIGN OF FORCED ENTRY, AND ABDUCTIONS TO PSYCH HOSPITALS TO FORCE INTO CRIME RINGS, MURDER RACIALLY, JUST TO CELEBRATE THE MOST FAVORITE KING GEORGE THE THIRD HOLIDAY, LAST TIME THE OLYMPICS BREAK OUT. CLEAR COLLABORATION WITH THE TAPIERO PROVEN.

A late cab ride with an elongated trajectory and pit stops at designated intimidatory areas: 28 uses Queens Hospital for its abductions based on genocide;

About 9:15AM Queens Civil Court scanners 6559 and 6069 steal a metal piece I had left it the basket for Condalisa Rice, so I can be broken in at night, stunned by chloroform, then injected with propopolis, and physically harmed. I should "accept punishment" is what they shout about.

Same time, the security staff doesn't let me in without sequestering my camera. The Queen of England, responsible for abductions to psych hospitals based on her future idea of the United Strates as her colony, informed them that I had photographed her stalking me on the 7 train, while she was sittying in the disabled section reading a column of the newspaper. The car was full of her trash. She enjoys celebrating holidays, and these abductions, to destroy medicaid, medicare, disabled benefits and make abortion impossible for their night break in royal inseminations and false arrests, by combining them with major holidays, such as the Olympics blast off, which couldn't get enough of me, and was arranged, as a ruse by the Tapiero, who coordinated a series of false arrests based on hammer yielding accusations, extending to Battery Park.

Guilty parties: a New York Presbyterian Patton the Confederate face, officer 3100 and a same clone but nameless lieutenant, who erased all of the photos of the Queen, who was slumming in the New York area as noted by Jon Stewart as well, that very night. I had slightly more than 100 photos, they reduced to 74, after the Tapiero stole my connections to download photos to my computer, and a small memory in a break in, no sign of forced entry. I couldn't thank them enough for making a suspicion a certain conspiracy. When I picked up the camera, 3100 walked around the booth, giving it to me: this means false arrest and misdirection to Nazi abduction.

The Tapiero "trial":

A collusion of New York Presbyterian, 111 Precinct, KKK slav and Irish Catholic division (Granelle's, who has been loading our lawn with three leaved clovers, among bricks pooling water on pathways) , and 37-39 here, who is also, by way of madwoman, KKK slav div, and inserts its own trash in the 111 Precinct, being Chamberlain-Petain and very little Goebbels. That team passes a purple bag to a woman resembling Confederate Mary Mittler, and Paula Hendricks, sitting next to my mother, an incredible whore in uniform comes in, 3784 room 402, abdcuting me north and south for the confederacy, mentioning my name, saying I needed to apologize and the usual KKK confederate organizing. Name were called, no judge appeared, a court lawyer was approached by a lawyer resembling the Tapiero who was substituting our lawyer through his secreatry's decision making powers, a man called Mohammed Baig, at his say, I saw no ID, who refused to take into account the violations I had listed about the Tapiero, also on this blog, which I had in writing, shouted at me for telling him to do so, said this was strictly non payment, and did not allow my mother to speak as Marta Tapiero claimed she pays rent, can prove it, has no lease, with the court lawyer stating that, with no lease, she can remain in the house forever, while her relatives must leave at the expiration of theirs. They almost tried to remove my mother from the court room, the court lawyer had no identifying ID anywhere, just sat at a desk, did not identify herself by name to my mother, and claimed we were to appear in court (what court) on Novermber 7, no, 8th, at 9:30PM. Marta Tapiero asked her if she could call Con Ed, and was planning on staying as long as her whoring ass pleased, while we, the home owners, for her, have no control over how many meters we  want to add to our house, which is none, for the staff there, the lawyer, with the crazed court lawyer telling my mother that she needed to "control" me.  We were done by 10:36AM, with a Fre department ambulance backing my way to thieve my house away from me outside Civil Court. License plate L 54659.

On our way back, arson at a medical office, on Francis Lewis coordinated by KKK and Nazis, who were  symbolizing a torture, mutilation and decomposing suture for sleeping on a bed, which leads to abduction and forced fecal matter ingurgitation. Flower pots were strewn, a shoe was thrown on the grass, an environmental clean up truck was there, a gaggle of idiots saying I could be shot just for asking questions, while they were waiting for the end of the world, a team of would be builders from Saint Nicholas's sub basements pretended to be Chinese builders, a man resembling a cop who drives a fruit truck on Springfield Boulevard by Horace Harding said he was an insurance surveyor (the blaze had taken place only an hour before) a couple of whores claiming they lived there, with a youth who harassed me openly thanks to non interference by cops who knew my name and told m eto get out of there, and who the same cops had me stalked by to see if he could convince me to turn tricks, for the harassing crowd, saying see? I can harass you all I want, while surviving arson by walking two tiny black and white lap dogs. The basement area was replete of Tapiero trash with a european kissing an infant on his lips, with probably no connection to the medical center at all, but probably the reason why it burned. 36 coordinated the effort as well, so Hinds was involved all the way from Brooklyn. he'll expand and call everything kings one happy day, for him. Tapiero also contributed to have her filthy, filthy Hispanic indian trash abduct a newborn baby from New Yokr Presbyterian, and expose it to me to say, see? See what I can do with the KKK behind me? See? Break a good mother's heart. This on Francis Lewis and Northern, and this area is not exactly depressed. they all tried to arrange me as either the assailant, or the victim, or the bystander hit by deadly shrapnel in the next genocidal play, through their crazy whores.Responsible:

Police Officer Albertelli 15035, "Alexandra get away from here". I've never seen him in my life;

Police Officer Cooper, 15035, both backing the harasser, then cordoning off the area to keep me away from its mess, while all I was doing was standing on the sidewalk, taking notes;

Two hide the 9/11 police cars, with falt license plates: 3492 with 11 following, the top of the number in the middle of the others;

And, 3486, also followed by an 11 in the same position.

They're sad because we won in Italy. Concealed Neo Fascist Governor Polverini had to resign, and even so, leaving us all by referring to people with brown eyes as oysters still in the government.

Cover up at Con ed for the Tapiero:

1:48PM: Glenville, a reference to either real, or aka Mohammed Bait;

2:09PM: Toledo, a Bergen Belsen Alabama Vogue contact; (the Vogue that occasionally is full of Revlon ads, and cheap Teen wear;

2:20PM: Monegro, of obvious Cindy Lindy Ritz heritage;

2:45PM: Mooney, a Carol Anastasio contact; when in the mood to steal from you Rice coordinates with Erkel's voice from California;

3:20PM: None other than Miss Janvier, or Miss January, from confederate slob Professor Dobbs, at Queens College, since Marta Tapiero pretended to study there;

3:34PM: Erimont, or you were mounted, or a reference to an Italian firm, a Mussolini contact; by the way, her mother Maria Scicolone (sheckel, or small Jewish slaves) has been busy for weeks claiming she was my mother, adoptive? Whorish? I don't know, neither is true;

3:46PM: The last, sounded like my uncle, and may have operated for him, to pauperize me and my mother. He said a stop on any new electric addition in our house would last only six months, so they would try to convince us that a tooth harming and more whore can stay, WITHOUT A LEASE, in our house for that long, instead of being ejected immediately, which is the law.


Today being Yom Kippur. Happy holiday.

BANG ZOOM TO THE MOON: THE UNITED ROYAL ARMY OF THE FUTURE.

Plots are thickening among the suburban disaatisfied searching for Duchy dungeons to inhabit, as long as the Queen's ass is nearby.

THE VIEQUES PLAN: On 196th and 45th Avenue, made great by their otherwise mundane contacts with reality by New York Presbyterian, 37-39, marked in slide panel 35-37 he a handy man, she a school cleaner upper, both basement head cases, along with a rental at 46 if that's the number, 36 of course, who is tired of slumming, the Tapiero, 28, 32 who wants to shoot voters, 22 with the Nazi star on display to intimidate renters away, which is what the Tapiero, with a guaranteed income of slightly below 500,000 a year in Brooklyn are doing in Auburndale, renting from my mother (they like the commute because they get to drive AUDI and NISSAN Hibrids, which they hide, because Carmencita AKA Bakery Tapiero refused to be put on the lease but still lives here, and along with the rest have erased this address from the White Pages, declaring their other house takeover at 49 , but, most importantly, is recertifying for Medicaid at 49. Since she's not here, I thought the Post Office and the department should know that, and sent the letters back, marking them wrong address. Who wants the responsibility. Also, we are evicting them, and they need to bawl poverty and lack of funds, as fit for Hispanics worldwide, as long as they wear braids, and say AIIII! alot. That business has hit the rocks, alas, and now it's been replaced by a Department Store named Kenny, which, by sheer coincidence, and to celebrate the Tapiero is the name of Marta Tapiero's youngest child. She must have seen the name on the sign, at the same address, and sworn rrrrrrrevenge for the vagaries of fate, that someday, as Cuntbag, she would conquer the Western hemisphere for her people again, who are KKK Nazi New York Presbyterian, Nazi and KKK affiliates because her hair takes to blonde. Add 28 into the mix, Caroline Kennedy, Condalisa Rice, and George Bush, the houses at the corner of 196th and 45, both, NE and W, the nearby would be houses of worship, here's the plan:

1) TELL THE INDEPENDISTS THEY'RE FOR THEM, HA HA HA, WITH THE "DARKIES";

2) TELL OUR TROOPS IN VIEQUES THAT THEY'RE FOR THEM, HA HA HA AND HA, WITH CAROLINE KENNEDY, WITH OBAMA JUMPING INTO THE NUT MIX;

3) DESTROY ALL;

4) SELL THE ISLAND TO NAZI FASCIST CONFEDERATE KKK INTERESTS INCLUDING THAT OLD WEASEL, THE SQUID OF ENGLAND, SINCE SHE'S FILED HER TEETH ON GRENADA AND IS SICK, I MEAN, SICK OF ALLIED POLICIES;

5) HAVE IT THE FIRST NAZI COLONY IN THE UNITED GESTAALDT.

Oh, I almost forgot:

36, who spies on this blog, thought, hmmm, not that the plans were questionable ethically, but why should she let NYPresbyterian take her house and build a pig farm in the back yard? She can do it herself "with my church" she says, not even aware that hacking in and spying is a big, big no no, for boo boo.

My post on Nazi erotoanthropophagia removed. It was an analysis of their tendencies, courtesy of Tapiero expectorations. Will republish. They can't abide me as a creator of neologisms.

I created the term yesterday. Will reelaborate after completing previous post.

TAPIERO CONNECTED TO GHANA THEME COFFIN NAZI CONCENTRACTION CAMP.

COVERING FOR THEM: SARGEANT GRANELLE AND HER TEAM AT THE 111 PRECINT,
THE MITTLERS AT 48-63 50TH AVENUE, BAYSIDE HILLS, NEW YORK, 11364, WORLD JEW CENTER AT 211-16 50TH AVENUE, BAYSIDE HILLS, CONDALISA RICE, GEORGE BUSH, HILLARY (HARA KIRI ALLIED SOLDIERS) CLINTON, AND THE REST.

For that matter, thinking the church on Francis Lewis could support the solid ass of street trash due to the overwheening presence of drug stores and drug connections non existent in the area, Hilary (aka Hillary) Clinton, announced, earlier, to her fans, that she, Secretary of State, did support as a conituuum of her face, Rommle in Northern Africa, and so is her coeval trash the Lega in Italy, who skirmishes with Southern Italians for now, because it's fun.

The buses were miraculously on time today, after I clocked the first I boarded. After being urged by youth clap trap at saint Nicholas to read People magazine (I'm a professor) and not the newspaper, I exit my house and a New York Presbyterian Patton the confederate slave juts out from his Mercedes, an MD 79896, and arranges with a 36 contact, appearing out of nowhere at 12:22PM (not an office area, and why wasn't she at home fixing lunch, like a goody good good house fraulein, in a green top and black slacks?) to monitor the goings on between my mother and me, so they can use an implausible excuse to call an ambulance. Again: I have no contact with these slaves on the avenue, refuse to have anything to do with slaves, and mind my business unless other's crosses my way. The doctor submerged to decompose my body in somebody's mouth at the Lenox Hill opening up the block, since they use their zones to signal what they want to do to you, mostly have you a victim of the first available erotoanthropofagistic fool. topography is a map to their decomposition zones, so they use nearby streets, and what have you, to their area. New York Presbyterian is in the same area as Lenox Hill, for one.

On my way to buy the paper, there was a reinvention of the one car, two license plate ideals from yesterday, u-turning, in the Eastward ho on Northern Boulevard of two gray Mercedeses, traveling at the same light speed, paralleling one another, and on a bus ride, the 12 on my way back, with two of Condalisa Rice's Bowery Boy slave conglomerate picaninninies, and Morton Williams gymnast rejects, all excessively short for their own age. Must not have been the sigarettes. This anticipated by a lookout at the stop on my way to at  12:42PM, 12 Bus at Francis Lewis Boulevard and Northern  and cloned on my way back, on another 12, at about 1:04PM, at about Francis lewis and Northern again, still 12, both minors without a traveling shool accompanying them. Or for that matter, a truant officer. A disabled Anastasio team boarded the bus trying to evaluate whether my face could be readjusted into that of a Mongol princess, then deciding for Condalisa Rice as well, that it was better to chop me up in a "skid row factory". The area of ascent to the bus was not a group pick up one for disabled, but one close to a Nazi ambulatory service, in which an Anastasio works, also a Long island Jewish Psych Hospital contact. They get to eat you after a set number of abductions to said. They also think you're stupid for not questioning why Long Island Jewish Psych admissions doctors ask you when yo had your last period.

NAZI TERRORIST ACTIVITY ARRANGED BY BLAMING PEOPLE WHO READ NEWSPAPERS AS DASTARDLY EVIL, AND ACCOMPLISHING THE MISSION TO CLARIFY THE EARTH, BY: MARILLA PALMER, PETER MITTLER, SARGEANT GRANELLE, AND THE TAPIERO. As follows.

I get off the bus, and, for the nth time, am preceded by the usual asshole. I let him trail ahead, and see that, unlike the others, who went straight to Granelle for three days, this one enters the stationary store, SAI, at 211-12 Northern Boulevard, Bayside, Queens, New York. I run after him to see what connections he makes, and, lo and behold, the Ghana Theme Concentration Camp freak, resembling Wilson Tapiero, presents the cashieers, including the whore who continues to badger me and stalk me to define my worthiness for her racial exterminationist brothel, with this information: the Tapiero, Mittler and Palmer plan terrorist attacks through what I read and consult. Then asks for cover to the cashieers, meaning, will they say that I, by myself, with no ties even to potash producers, a "whore", not a professor, am responsible for their terrorist attacks? The cashieers wonder about my blog's range, and the Tapiero clone says that no one reads it but them. No answer is given immediately, but there is a clone of the convenience store prostitute at the bus stop headed back my (I need to write that) home. Again, a convenience store being an impeccable choice of locations, but then, this is America, even buying a quart of milk on the run is a symbol that can be hammered into an analogy at the bat of a hat. After all, why are you buying a quart of milk in the first place?

THE PATRIZIA AND FABIOLA SAMMARTINO CHRONICLES.

The bus ride back home, also, and finally, uncovers Patrizia and Fabiola Sammartino, childhood friends of mine, who either hid who they were, or blossomed into filth at a later age. they were the daughters of a man who claimed he worked for the US Embassy in Napoli, and who ruined his life, supposedly for an affair, leaving his job, and joining the Florida Post office on his wife's urgings, to get away from the wanton temptress. Then back to Rome, where he was a night porter in a hotel, no thanks to his batty wife, and he, stupid enough not to throw them all to hell, and keep his post. All I know is that, while I was studying, Fabiola went to Hollywood, Patrizia screwed a whole series of idiots for love and money, went to Milano after being lured by an idiot she thought she was luring herself, became a prostitute, and a fascist one to boot, then returned to Miami Beach (after a stint in Houston with a husband) to become, according to her, the non sexual lover of a married real estate involved man, who allowed her to run his properties, and gave his sister and her two apartments to live in. On top of all that, she just though these presenting these matters to me would be met with no amazement, or question, and, after some listening, I thought I 'd give up the ghost. She arranged for a whole slew of would be liberals to befriend me on Facebook; I explored the situation, and when I saw that she had posted on one of their pages, I thought, heck, how strange. then more stalking on the street, but nothing well defined. FINALLY, today! A worn Japanese representing the false suicide prosthetics Santanche' and Patton the Conservative party, sat on Bus 12, 6848 heading West. She also resembled 27 here, wore a beige cotton blend raincoat, up to her thigh, cyclamen jeans, tight, cowboy boots with studs on the leg, with a top 2' and 1/4 disappearing area, trapped on upper calf and inside knee, FINALLY , feighing a conversation with the air on her black cellphone, then saying FABIOLA, then FABIOLA DICE DICI ZOCCOLA meaning Fabiola says to say whore (rat also).

WOULD BE GAY BANTER AT PC RICHARD, FRANCIS LEWIS AND NORTHERN BOULEVARD, BY AN AGED GREEK PATTON TIN TIN, AND A GHAMA THEME TAPIERO CLONE YOUTH, ARRANGED BY NONE OTHER THAN CAP'N CHENILLE AKA SARGEANT GRANELLE, OF THE 111 PRECINCTS.

Theater courtesy of the closing call represented by the arriving time of the 76, Tin Tin from New Jersey U27-CE2 mentuons he wants a blowjob, thinking that's bucchino is a well distributed French bordello team by the Tapiero, younger version, after mentioning Lufthansa, for some reason. Then he tells the youth: "ha detto tua mamma he expects you", whatever that's supposed to mean to me. A Nelson Landscaping in white and green (connect the dumbs to the earlier show of affection from the MD at New York Presbyterian and the homebody in simil-fashion wrap in green and black, and you've got a Chia pet) whispers pawanoiwa as Wilson and Nelson collide like an asteroid into a dinosaur, since they have been repeating Admiral Nelson, Nelson, Nelson for awhile, to punish Neapolitans for ever wanting independence from the Bourbons in 1799. Wilson, thick as a crock, knows I'm writing this and ejects a mule's call signifying and how in revisionist Dantean at 5:25PM.
The young fellow mentions should I blow? I would like to! He badgers me so! Oh, what will I do? I don't know...maybe I should, maybe I shouldn't... On Francis Lewis, in front of an appliance store suppliying goods to a suburban community? So, as the hunt for gay supporters to abduct to nazi camps and force to masturbate after their penis is skinned for chuckles unwinds (The Queen has officially conquered my post with some equal nonsense that Condiloma Ritz assents to with her characteristic UhhHm HuMn!!!, so , here's a wild speculation, they're involved as well. This at 5:29PM, and what a coincidence that is, go West) I decide to put an end to it, and write the license plate of the youger, who thinks driving a white Camaro is sporty, which is New York, FWF 5412. I should...maybe I shouldn't...perhaps....I don't know.....I want to go on vacation with my girlfriend and I....(maybe he'll skin her too as a would be male, then retrun for more, rejuvenated).

More nonsense, still stalked on the bus back, on time, but loaded with a ped she wolf from Karlin the Russian Head of Lowenstein Low 3 but on the first floor, which maked you wonder not only where are Low 1 and 2, but what could possibly go on there. She was playing with a child resembling King George the III, who, of course knew my name, since we, of course are long time aquaintances, and since I have an undying interest in children, that's why I busy myself with this blog, and reading, and studying.

NOTABLE ENCOUNTERS:

1:44PM, driving down Francis Lewis, at Crocheron height, and arranged through payment by Peter Mittler, who has made me famous for his circuit of Nazi lesser race abusers, convinced that I could only be gratified of this great stalking honor since the KKK needs prey they can abuse coddled by Mittler's connections to 911, Precincts at large, Internal Affairs, Terrorist Hotlines, and Police Tops, only too eager to gratify his every wish, since hey, who cares about an Italian going food shopping if they can be thrown a coule of bucks and a blojob by a nazi confederate ped whore?

A BLONDE WOMAN, SOWING HER WILD OATS, BUT WITH INSURANCE. TARGETS ME FOR EROTOANTROPOFAGIA DRIVING BY IN A DEEP BLUE SUV, LICENSE PLATE NEW YORK AMG-2068.


Tapiero also covers for the event, saying they, and only they know about the blog, the rest of the world thinks I'm insane, ha ha ha and ha.

THE SLAVES HERE, THINKING THERE'S NO SLAVES ANYWHERE ELSE IN THE CITY, SAY THAT IF I'M HERE, I'M NEXT TO NOTHING 'FOR THEM'. Again, I've been living in the area for decades, and it's not like this at all. A friend of my mother, who knew her for decades, lived here as well, and there was never a problem in the slightest. I mean, it's not even vaguely related to slumming.

INFORMATION PRINTED ON THE RECEIPT FROM SAI GROCERY,  A STORE WITH A MISSION FROM TE AMO CIGARS FUNCTIONING AS THEIR ALTERNATE STORE NAME AS A SIGN OUTSIDE, ON 211-12 NORTHERN. THE WHORE ALSO CONNECTED THE :

Invoice number 46688;
CASHIER (sic) : 100101;
STATION :01, from the inside of the store, while one would assume that the register closer to the door would be the first. there are two.

36 did connect with leprosy expert whore at SAI to abuse children like she was abused. The people mentioned on this street are planning on destroying the area for a chance to be baronets to the Queens' ass, and will do anything, anything, including betray the States, to get out of the dreary doldrums of living here. "LEAVE IT TO THE CHINESE,I SAY" shouts that idiot at 36 (me-have ANYTHING to do with someone who says I say?) and she does not even know that the Chinese in this are are all camp imports and Japanese? And she's cacheing arms for a confederate takeover of Manhattan, or New York City, to kill the chinee? "EVEN 27 IF NEED BE, FOR SHE IS KOREAN!"
"I'm talking high up? I'm just talkin high up? Oh, I always dreamed of meeting the Queen, I always thought she had panache and finesse, and I always wanted to suckPrinceWilliam'scock there I said it, right in front of my husband's face who thinks I'm old and ugly and ..".(this is where my misanthropy takes an ugly turn). Korean?

THE NEW YORKER CAPERS, or, my magazine not delivered yet due to my (alas!) lower race status, who am I to be aware of the mondays goings on on monday?

2:39PM, a female teen bop, no regional accent, Carey answers the customer service line, a hello? hello? as soon as I lift the cell from the table I had abandoned iton as  not to listen to the prerecorded drivel.  She asks me for my name, mentions cloeths, then cloths, thinking another break in will bring me a poor quality cotton t-shirt, more pants adjusted for the quick concealment of a sutured decomposing cock should I get abducted waiting for a bus, then sutured with the dead appeandage, and they be in need of a concealed Levi's (THAT'S WHY!) zipper while they traipse me bling and prostheticked, from supermarket to supermarket for show and tell. She's already made contacts with the dumb asses in this area (why would New York Presbyterian, smack in the middle of Manhattan, lust after these houses, why?) and they are, as usual, ready, willing and able to break in (small cheap thrills, after all, what is a break in but a chance toget shot at by the owner of the house?) and substitute purchases until my "account is wiped out! There, I've had my say!" is the amplified Saint Nicholas, who thanks them for getting that "off her chest", as true New Yorker cannon fodder often will.