ANTI DEMOCRATIC EVERSION IN QUEENS, NEW YORK CITY FOR SLAVERY AND CONCENTRATION CAMP TORTURE HOUSES COORDINATED WITH THE EMPIRE STATE BUIDLING TERRORIST ATTACK TEAM, AT ONE LOCATION: 68-43 211TH STREET, BAYSIDE HILLS, NEW YORK CITY, NEW YORK 11364. ALESSANDRA MUSSOLINI, A CONCEALED FASCIST IN THE ITALIAN PDL PARTY, THE QUEEN OF ENGLAND KING GEORGE III LOYALIST FORCES, BANKING INSTITUTIONS LIKE CHASE AND CITIBANK, DIME WANTS RECOGNITION AS WELL, CONDALISA RICE AND CONFEDERATE TIES, THE 111 PRECINCT, 911 HOMOGENEOUS AFRICAN FEMALE SLAVES AND BLOWHARD LOCALS WITH A SLIGHT GRAPS ON REALITY AND DELUSIONS OF GRANDEUR INVOLVED.

One house damaged by same forces: 197th and Northern Boulevard, with a team weakening the cement between bricks, damaging the roof, applying planks on same, and substituting front doors with two glass inside doors instead.

AND NEW YORK PRESBYTERIAN, WHO JUST TOOK A STROLL IN CLONE FACE TO MY LEFT:PATTON THE SLIM FACED CONFEDERATE, ENDEMIC EVERYWHERE IN POLITICS TODAY, AND ESPECIALLY WHERE THEY SHOULDN'T BE, OR, STALKING YOU.

Mary Mittler, for a team of neighborhood future slavist kings and queens, inaugurated the games today by walking on my lawn with a concentration camp immigrants from whenever companion, at a "throw an Italian to the devil" confederate arrangement. This also is an open (and proud) admission that she is responsible for home invasions, the murder of the owners, the torture and trasformation of the childen in pedophile perverts and the substitution of the orginal inhabitants with confederates, nazis and what have you, no money spent, a perfect example of slave non economics.The personal property damage recorded:

1) A refrigerator by our side entrance, on the lawn, as if that were the most acceptable presence in a garden, probably stolen from the house of person they plan on making a genocidal quota, same with the bricks with clumps of cement attached to them, removed from Catholic households and placed by her in our yard, since for the woman who delusionally believes I will be her slave someday because her interest in terrorist demolition is the Empire State Building (she monogrammed her offshoots appropriately) because, you see, my father was at the inauguration ceremony, and not as a whore;

2) Clumps of earth placed on grass to have it die;

3) Holes on the lawn (us as cannibal dinner) with a dired fallen leaf strategically placed in the middle, you could always blame the same wind pattern;



4) A "throw an Italian to the devil" Confederate trail by one of our trees;

5) And, in an insane need for recognition, the team ruining the sewer system today thought it wise to damage and remove my sidewalk under the mailbox, and pave the area with asphalt instead, while insulting me, mentioning my name (I have never seen them in my life) and threatening me for taking notes twice, once by having a heroin addled driver come after me (Rice's British King George III "OY" team) and another, idling in an SUV, come to cell phone photo me as if I were in the wwrong, and have me stalked by his clone brother on the 7 subway line, from Flushing Station on. I descended at the next stop, where they coordinated with Dusseldorf Nazi terrorists with suitcases (At Willets Point?) the Tapiero with inseparable child, a smattering of Bourbon messes, same import of Davises, and the omnipresent thin cofederate Patton-Walton face, via a lack of sales for obvious reasons of WalMart goods and the empying of their sub-basements. They also arranged for my entertainement in retail ventures: Jembro, in Flushing, cashieer included at 10:52AM since they were selling seemingly comfortable slippers which bit your heels after slipping off yur foot, a precaution for infections. The Mittlers fondled bottles of Fuze at Duane Reade in Flushing, by the 7 train station, full of heart attack agents and phosphate at 11:03AM. There a demented Davis Mountbatten by way of a semite arab mess license plated Raheema, with glasses, proclaimed her independence from the United States by telling me, unasked, that:" we want to damage you and your property"; "this is what I do to your culture!", in collusion with other license plate cashieer, Begum, who knew my name by rote, now. This was emphasized the whole ride through by people openly stating they wished for the demise of the United States, with Condalisa Rice bragging  that people would be fooled into working for her if she blamed her victims as Che Guevara followers.

In the meantime, my left eye seems to allow less light in than my left, for whatever reason that may be through their coordination, last night. Aren't they quick?

THE SEWER SYSTEM:

211th Street, dug up from 50th Avenue and slightly below, to 48th Avenue, with lookouts on 48th doing nothing.

One orange plastic stand up shed for torture and easy removal midway on the street, place don the sidewalk of a pink monstrosity house with bathrooms in the foyer, to the left of the entrance;

211-03 50th Avenue, being transformed in an SS torture house, because Mary Mittler and Alessandra Mussolini want to. The latter will say I'm her namesake, but she changed her name because she wants to mount Empire State Building bricks in her bathroom, and I was a convenient starting point for podunks associated with my mother's family, amounting to nothing but brutal fools who think torturing the disabled is fun, and to whom my father must have been offensive for having achieved so much. The team mentioned Almirante, who was a concealed fascist mayor in Napoli when we lived there. That, and a cheap resale of human hearts for consumption, a job not many people contend for because you need to be bold, and fierce. Now another room rental banking connection who jumbles the name Naomi to Noemi is hacking this post blathering for attention. That house is on Crescent, I forget the cross street, not so many blocks away from the Queensborough 7 subway stop. Less than ten, maybe . Really, they should start their own blogs. I just tell on them, but, then again, that's impossible;

Another fascist blowhard is also a participant, a Pirotti at 210th Street and 50th Avenue. My mother's family will conquer the world because I'm eliminating the competition, for them;

The team, between insults, are digging wide ditches by the mailbox area, in the street, and weakening the capped sewers in the middle of

AWHORE FROM THE CAPULLI FAMILY TOOK A TRIP AND IS SITTING IN FRONT OF ME AT THE NEW YORK PUBLIC LIBRARY THINKING SHE CAN INTIMIDATE ME BY LOOKING AT ME, THEN LOOKING UP TO THE LEFT. SHE MAY SUCK HER TEETH, SPIT A LITTLE, SLAP HER BREAST, CRY AT HAVING TO OPEN A BOOK, AND THEN JUST WALK AWAY, THERE'S NO TELLING. SEE THEY TRAVEL CARGO TOO! 1:37PM;

THIS IS FOLLOWED BY A SULLEN WHISPERING OF PASSERBYS, SINCE A LIBRARY IS A STROLLING AREA. MARY MITTLER'S PREDOMINANCE IS THREATENED, SO THERE'S NO TELLING WHAT GOUGED EYE SHE'LL PROJECT MY WAY.

(hacker altered capped to capper, just in case the reference to Kappler and Kipling may render me hopeless, homeless, destitute and distributed; Also altered in to inn because committing a crime is a proof for reproductive vigor)

of the cross roar at 50th Avenue and 211th: the walls are bleached baby ped shit bricks  jutting out the smaller side, like the separated teeth of a cannibal from Food Emporium and the Italian Consulate area in Manhattan. Only there's no cement connective tissue: there's a black triangle or something ammassed slightly to the side. Rice wants to say I can't rent anymore, but who wouldn't want me as a landlord? I'm the best, I don't ruin people and make them homeless if they're good, so who cares what trance trash says? I have no idea what substance the bricks are made of, but there you have it;

A NEW TEAM OF SCHOLARS WEARING NEW YORK YANKEES CAPS ARE HERE FOR MY FEET AND TO USE MY NAME SAYING ALEHHANDRA SHUT UP. THEY DO IT QUIETLY SO THEY'RE UPPER CLASS. THEY ALSO SAY NEXT STEP YANKEE STADIUM...IN A MALICIOUS WHISPER. CONDALISA RICE WANTS IN, SO DOES THE GIRL GROUP FROM MISSISSIPPI AT 911, AND THE 111! YAY! THIS AT 1:49PM.

Here is the info to sue, and warn the real authorities about:

1)New York Presbyterian license plate: FJG-5930, between 50th Avenue and 48th, on Bell Boulevard;

2)Stationery Store, Carlton Arms, at 48th Avenue, and Bell Boulevard, or, Hirohito Tibetans pretending to be Korean: Italian newspaper readers are to be tortured staning up and then made human fat of, a Condalisa Rice candy specialty, in caramel packaging, which she flashed before my eyes during a train ride on 9/11.They call it "lard". See what reading a newspaper leads you  to? See?

THE LIBRARY, FOR ADUCT STUDY, IS INVADED BY A CHILD, INSEPARABLE FROM THE YANKEE CAPPED AND THERE'S A MOTT PATTON FILTH WITH A CAMERA GETTING OFF ON FILMING THE ROSE ROOM FROM BACK TO FORTH IN A SLOW EXPOSURE, SO WE ALL STAND TO BE ABDUCTED REALLY, REALLY FAST TO THE NEAREST CONCENTRATION CAMP, WHERE THEY DANCE, SHOUT AND MOVE AND FALL INTO STUPORS FOR A LIVING, BECAUSE READING NEWSPAPERS IS TOO MUCH OF A STRESS. THIS AT 1:55PM.SULTZBERGER WONDERS IF I FEEL CAPTURED YET, IN AMPLIFICATION, HE'S TO BIG TO RESPECT THE QUIET, STUDY AREA SIGNS.THEY'RE JUST SO MUCH LIKE ME, AREN'T THEY?

3) RODRIGUEZ Truck Repair 1326 Oak Point Avenue, Bronx NY 10474 tel. 718.542.6622, or the mayor of Newark and Rodriguez' as a chairperson at New school for Social Research. I mean, who would suspect? But then, it's Linda with an s, not with a z, and she eats goats heads soup. She tells you this temibly (hacker wrote Linda Rodriguez truck repair, because no one can veriufy the information I type. No one.);

AN AFRICAN ZOMBIE WITH GLASSES WALKS BY;

4) STANZA. 31-67 or 07 Farrington Street, (vitamin B depletion) , Flushing, NY US DOT 750683, with Condalisa Rice's pin eyed driver uppering OY, then speaking in a New Yorker twang. Old New York license plate: 13829-JU, in case you're hyper thick;

5)TRIUMPH CONSTRUCTION, LICENSE 15232, 1354 Seneca Avenue, Bronx NY US DOT 1137226, blue license plate (sheeple Ron Paul Ayn Rand opinion of us as people) BA-15232, for whatever it was carting behind it. License 61031-JX;

6) The orange box was named Calla Head, or Tapiero's clit snip off, in front of 48-47 211th Street.

7) The refrigerator by our back porch entrance was an almond GE-Profile, (AJune Rossi also hit, and proud of it too, since she's still slumming with her mother in mind in Palm Springs for now, if the authorities catch her) with the front reading water; crushed; cubed ice; light off; on;

8) On the back a peeled off paper computer bar sticker TFH, under which was 24PR, and then , on the side: CF 24A-PL;

In the area where they damaged the sidewalk replacing it with street paving:

9) DKN, 718.729.1010, License Plate 93922-JZ, Reddy Mix LIC US DOT 178 3547, a cement mixer, recriminating its niggering me with the street I'll be forced to eat as an American Italian:

10) MORE TRASH STROLLERS IN BLACK LOOKING FOR A PRIZE CAPTURE IN GEWMAN; 2:13PM;

As I was writing this, and screeches from WJC at 211-16 came amplified out of 211-03, Mary Mittler also urged me to apologize to her. Since I was watering the lawn, and she was a spectral presence of sheer evil for me, I thought better of even acknowledging her threat;

Oh, I was watering the lawn. For them, they were holding me hostage. Imagine the tricks the diminutive,tubular Mary Mittler turns;

IN THIS INTERSTICE OF TIME,STEALING FROM SOCIAL SECURITY, SSD AND SSI  PROUDLY ADMITTED BY:

11) Mary Mittler;
Berger and the whole Living Museum team at Creedmoor;
48-43 211th Street, since she has a disabled daugther she taught to hunt other disabled with, in native country Columbian style;
Condalisa Rice;
George Bush;
Rudolph Giuliani, who has given up the ghost and admitted to being a revisionist on msnbc stock market surveillance unit this morning on television;

12) A Caterpillar on my side of the street CAT 966H, with a yellow sticker H.O. PENNCAT;

13) BAZAT TRUCKING 319 Barreto Street, Bronx NY 10474, a courtesy of Condalisa since I should not use barrettes on the hair she arranges to have cut on the top of head at night to make me a picaninny target in the daytime; License Plate, writing GW-54-999, or the Tibetan fat concetration camp she and Sophila Loren, and Alessandra Mussolini use, which is who knows where, but the miniature acolytes ass pack guns and want us all to die, die and die some more; Old New York licnse plate 904 04 MC on 50th, with container in back for dirt, or debree;

 NEW STREET TRASH SHAPED LIKE THE ALABAMA GREEN WHITE AND RED HUT ON GREAT JONES STREET, A DOW, PLACES HER GLUTEI TWO SEATS FROM MY RIGHT, AND LOOKS SCOPINGLY TOWARD THE BACK, TRYING AND FAILING TO IMPRESS ME;2:26PM. HOW DO THEY USE THEIR TIME BEFORE MAKING AN APPEARANCE? AND WHAT IF I FORGET TO MENTION THEM? WHAT THEN? HOW CAN THEY MULTITASK? A SCONEY RITZ CONTACT;

14) The supervisor, doing absolutely nothing, but parked behind the truck mass on 50th, and simulating me dead in his driver's seat was in a pick up Dodge License Plate  FPN 2251 or 2231.

He saw me write down the license plate, came barreling out, told me I was harassing him, which is him as a necrophiliac, planning on fucking my dead body, and cannibalizing it, and then took a photo.

COORDINATED BY:

QUEENS BUS SERVICE, THIS TIME LINE 27, AT 10:30am HEADING TO FLUSHING, STICKER NUMBERS 9557; knowing the license plate does not matter since the line has been an inordinate source of harassment and stalking coodination for years;

DOW JUST GOT PISSED AND CONTRACTE DME OUT AND AN ABDUCTED PROSTHETIC WOULD BE SUICIDE BY INTIMATING THAT SHE IS GRESSED AS A SHOLAR, IN PINK PADDING AND BLACK, NOT ME. SHE'S A WOMAN OF THE CLOTH, so George III, a dependant on sub basement human meat dungeon trash flung at them by the Squid of England and her allies;

FROM 10:30AM-10:52 911 calls answered by the usual not sub basement muck in  a day job African American thirties something female team in African ethic (FOR DOE HERE PATOIS. IF I SAY IT, I WILL BE HERS FOREVER, so Bon Ton Macoute to her too) not only did not think torture houses, sewer damage, Mittler and WJC's involvement in the Empire State Building and World Trade Center plot to make us all prostitutes (they mourn because we're delaying our destiny, we just don't understand that after 911 we should all be, young and old, their street walkers), the fact that the terrorists started chasing after me and I was at danger (will you be at the location to take a complaint?), that it was a self admitted terrorist act, that they singled out for their common race of one the address and kept repeating it, for the next war, or 40, instead of 48 (spirits are running high assed) and thought that for good measure, they'd expose me to more nazi confederate organizational
" a system address as soon as possible" meaning I would suddenly train to want to kill a New Yorker by severing the orgasmic tie with their Master and plummet into an orgy of murder, until that sweet, sweet feel comes back to these disfuctioning aching twats and throbbing dicks, since, agian, the world is a sad, sad place, we shall all be twaddled in the womb, we must do twaddlers' swill, and what else could I expect, since I'm a convict based on my hair color, but furmish the 911 elite of twaddle with someone else's address/ Dow is here for that: she coordinated the foot blackening with New York Presbytearin, thinks I'm taking notes as a good student, and arranged for a deranged African with bleached red hair to symbolize ( I don't understand English, so she's doing me a favor, and imputting into my blog to help out)  access to the library banks (public, because who would access Columbia's since their recent dumping of texts and works? Imagine what's left behind: Twaddling The Races for Our Native Country South Carolina) ONLY, and ONLY, if I outsource a small black address book like she did, instead of typing her library ID card at the computer, which I was to understand by Donny Osmosis.

ZOMBIE IN EUROPEAN MALE PATTON WALKS BY 2:44PM, THEN THE 90 DEGREE ANGLE BEHIND MY BACK. A Tapiero friend, they are furious because I correct their ZOMBIA, uncoherent at how they will take over from Dow and "do them one better" they express to the whole world, in hopeful emotive miming; Guy could be a Camembert team member;

DOW: Is she coveing up for her mother. I wonder?