Thursday, September 06, 2012

DESPERATE CRIES FOR HELP.

September 6, 2012

Dear Lucy:

1) Sargeant (Sargeant!)Granelle, debating my future with her acolytes, amplified by Saint "Big Ben" Nicholas: "We can't say anything criminal about her","then let's kill her". A shot rings out in the back. Inhabitant of 29 adhesive 27, no sign of fine, and Singh-Carmen Tapiero look alike (Long Island Jewish Hospital connection) there to sustain no sound was made, intimidating my mother in the vegetable garden;

2) My watch reading September 7, 2012. Unknown time of alteration. Discovered about 10:25 or so;

3) Discovered at 10:17AM. Message on phone, from 347.712.6991, in Spanish, which I do not know.
    "Mary Kay clase de transformacion p'consultoras, de iniciacion de negocios p' invitadas. Te esperamos. Julia B." Sent 10:15AM. Unknown sender, ID theft of personal information;

4) 10:21AM. Obama spies on my blog password, with the Google team aiding and abetting. Granelle wants in. Claims his whole family and their connections will alter my text if "you don't give yourself to me, then to me then to your maker then to me again, 'til I kill you in a ritual sacrifice. Oh,okay? nuff said" the latter a cover up through Kelly Commissioner of the New York Police Department, if he still is. There was a photo of his replacement in the papers some time ago.

10:25AM. The Google team do him a favor: they do not let my password in, then delay connection. 10:25-6AM: second try. Still can't get through.Google team growls at me. Connection of Obama to East Flushing Library as well. Later, a Muslim woman book alterer working there chimes through Saint Nicholas, a connection of Wilson Tapiero:" Oh God, I want her out of here if she had that abortion"; This after Wilson Tapiero threatened my mother and my life out in the vegetable garden at 10:39AM, which brings us to that detailing:

At I was writing, 10:39AM. Wilson tapiero in the vegetable garden harassing my mother, and intimidating her: "Se non me ne vai Alexandra e tu muori Alexandra e' morto. E' morto tuo figlio con Elan. E io lo vendico. Per te e' comunista, o vai. A voi. La prega." Loose translation from nazified trash Italian: "If you evict me you and Alexandra (me) will die, and Alexandra (me) will die after they gender switch me to a male by torture to symbolize the sterilization of my race. Your son with Elan dies. I'm avenging him. For you she is communist, or I'lll kill you. To y'all. She (Northern Italian dialect, Veneto region) prays." Elan Portnoy is the false identity of an Ayn Rand-Strassen-Colonna biproduct, who introduced himself to me as a Jewish musician, who I was engaged to marry, and who somehow impregnated me with someone in my sleep, 7 weeks from the end of my menstrual period. I aborted, got rid of him, like the others who claimed to be who they were not and wanted relationships with me and to one and all, go to hell. The Tapiero have been our tenants as complete strangers for less than two years. My relationship with Elan Portnoy was in the beginning of the 1990's.


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