3.00-4.00PM Whole Foods Bowery: 111 strikes again
the murderers of Hoffman in his sleep were here spying for the gratuitous pleasure of sheer Nazi confederate slavist trash what passwords I use, where I put my cards, and also switched ether the cover or alter a book I had borrowed from Brooklyn Public Library, a bio on Lenny Bruce, now the fucking trials of Lenny Bruce, by Collins, after stealing Alert Camus' Letters to a German Friend, on WWII from my bag, also with all my account info and records on April 20, 2014. Internal Affairs has obstructed justice about this three times since them.
Wednesday, April 30, 2014
Why holocaust survivors run from the very celebrations meant to celebrate them:
I tried leaving a message to the Museum of the Holocaust in DC, speaking of the necessity of war at times because it's really a fight between Hobbesian and Lockean beliefs, back the victory in the US in 1775 and loss in Europe in Naples 1799 through English, Napoleonic, religious, and European imperialist monarchic forces and the message took a double toll on Henry Tudor's chopping block while one lamenting that which could be misconstrued with an excuse, got through.
we're all Lola Montez sliced and diced in Alicante Mexico as soon as they can get away with it brief news:
life threatening situation at shelter The Stadium, still listed for men but for women: I'm sleeping under a bunk bed whose top metal mattress is held in place by 16 screws, some with threads and bolts and not, also inserted in different lengths in holes. The frame's support poles are being sawn through, the most recent damage on the 27th; chief of operations, Cortez, claims the damage was always there. Department of Homeless Services signals me through its security as soon as I get in, refuses to take complaint, gives me a Vanessa Mosley's telephone number through a disembodied female voice who I refuse to see tells me I have to and the mailbox is full today ;
HRA refuses to give me same day verification of shelter payment refund decision, domestic violence counseling, restaurant allowance, Medicaid, and more
AND yesterday at 123 Williams, NYC, Social Security office, President Obama and Vice President Biden's portraits are arranged on a Hapsburg slant, money is being stolen from benefits, I was asked by a TODT Austrian court family perpetrator married to a Jew to go to the office that issues social security cards for the first time to replace mine, did not replace my card, delay the delivery of Medicare cards, I cannot access my account on line, the security Asian, wants to abduct recipients to an unescapeable rubber plantation who knows where, maybe Brazil,
saw a man African American being handcuffed from behind his back, about 1.00PM yesterday put in a NYPD van with windows in a hurry as soon as I took my cell to report the abduction, right downtown, behind 26 Federal Plaza,
where there's a New York City building with Paracelsus and Pinell written immediately underneath the roof, with Pinelli a reference to a man, an anarchist, thrown out a window by the police who blamed him for being responsible for the Banca Nazionale del Lavoro explosion in the '60's, when it was a fascist terrorist attack. I've never even heard of Pinell in anything, besides which they just refer to christmas as a holiday to eliminate because it's too generous to children. Being i less, interpreted as a threat to Italians, since around me, they continue to shout and harass for false arrests to kill us through genocidal contacts of theirs.
more later
life threatening situation at shelter The Stadium, still listed for men but for women: I'm sleeping under a bunk bed whose top metal mattress is held in place by 16 screws, some with threads and bolts and not, also inserted in different lengths in holes. The frame's support poles are being sawn through, the most recent damage on the 27th; chief of operations, Cortez, claims the damage was always there. Department of Homeless Services signals me through its security as soon as I get in, refuses to take complaint, gives me a Vanessa Mosley's telephone number through a disembodied female voice who I refuse to see tells me I have to and the mailbox is full today ;
HRA refuses to give me same day verification of shelter payment refund decision, domestic violence counseling, restaurant allowance, Medicaid, and more
AND yesterday at 123 Williams, NYC, Social Security office, President Obama and Vice President Biden's portraits are arranged on a Hapsburg slant, money is being stolen from benefits, I was asked by a TODT Austrian court family perpetrator married to a Jew to go to the office that issues social security cards for the first time to replace mine, did not replace my card, delay the delivery of Medicare cards, I cannot access my account on line, the security Asian, wants to abduct recipients to an unescapeable rubber plantation who knows where, maybe Brazil,
saw a man African American being handcuffed from behind his back, about 1.00PM yesterday put in a NYPD van with windows in a hurry as soon as I took my cell to report the abduction, right downtown, behind 26 Federal Plaza,
where there's a New York City building with Paracelsus and Pinell written immediately underneath the roof, with Pinelli a reference to a man, an anarchist, thrown out a window by the police who blamed him for being responsible for the Banca Nazionale del Lavoro explosion in the '60's, when it was a fascist terrorist attack. I've never even heard of Pinell in anything, besides which they just refer to christmas as a holiday to eliminate because it's too generous to children. Being i less, interpreted as a threat to Italians, since around me, they continue to shout and harass for false arrests to kill us through genocidal contacts of theirs.
more later
Tuesday, April 29, 2014
Sunday, April 27, 2014
Social Security Disability's back to work allowance:
or how any twin tower explosion can create supermen. City workers indicted for defrauding social security without violating any law because Cyrus Vance, backed by Gloria Steinem, because they tried to put out to pasture with 9.11.
Tonight at about 8.00PM I caught a dark skinned bald headed black frame glassed either female or woman depending on the stage of the game juror in the Bronx 13 bus trying to organize her confederate family pals for a trial and an arrest sweep conducted by Manhattan's district attorney Cyrus Vance with the benediction of the Chief of Police, Bratton, that ripped off blind for now in bail charges social security disability recipients covered by the agency's back to work allowance. She announced in the bus that the defendants, some of them police officers involved in 9.11 were stealing from us because our money feeds the social security coffers, and they are expected by her and the rest involved to be completely disabled since the current laws are way too watered down than canned heat to do the job right.
In fact, social security does allow working by people receiving disability payments. It's called the back to work allowance, which does not drain your pockets entirely, but does teach responsibility by having recipients give back some calculated amount for every dollar earned. The advertising pamphlet is readily available on every available countertop at Social Security offices, who knows if occasionally, but never, it seems, within Bratton, Vance and Nassau County's very own Rice's group grasp. This just to prove that not knowing the rule is no excuse for breaking it is not constitutionally valid even as an approximation, the valiant team proceeded to arrest about 100 people, among whom 72 police officers 8 firefighters and 5 correction officers one a Nassau law enforcement police officer, the thought of which is enough to stun a passing flock of geese, and charge disability recipients from 250,000 to a million in bail because they thought connecting a karate instructor to the term disability not only brought up the thorny issue of how to handle special Olympics for people whose disability only manifests itself in a prejudice that invalidates their testimony in court if a double talker ever walks in the premises when a set up false trial such as this is arranged, but also politely did not address the issue of these recipients actually starting their own small businesses, a major crisis in those trying to strip even the enamel off of their teeth, and resell it, given half a chance.
When I tried to interject that social security did so make allowances for work, I was shot down angrily. I though at first, but when that occurred with steadfast purpose more than three times, and fury parachuted out of the hour only when I said I may be wrong, then insisted that no, there was such an allowance, I received from the descending juror a "you're next", revealing, what crime the 100 were really being accused of, and through which Nazi confederate network, or, George Wilbur, Condi Rice, Alessandra Mussolini, whoever occupied as nazifascist Napoli during WWII AND oh, yeah, Hammas and whoever is behind their quotas, to do citizens of a democracy who believe in democratic government based on the bill of rights and the constitution, meaning, all democracies worldwide.
Also: attacks arranged against me throughout the day:
1) 9.25AM a bag of pot planted on my bedspread;
2) 10.25AM my reading matter wet with water, including copies of this blog;
3) 10.33PM, a child's blanket dropped on my bed from shelter bunk mate above;
4) the toilet clogged by a mysterious substance so tough even maintenance could not handle immediately. This done by an equally mysterious .you.
5) Marilla Palmer's version of her plantation Gheddafi stuck in my room asking the prairie gods what a Shirley Temple is, planning on calling all of Italy sometime soon.
more nonsense described tomorrow.
or how any twin tower explosion can create supermen. City workers indicted for defrauding social security without violating any law because Cyrus Vance, backed by Gloria Steinem, because they tried to put out to pasture with 9.11.
Tonight at about 8.00PM I caught a dark skinned bald headed black frame glassed either female or woman depending on the stage of the game juror in the Bronx 13 bus trying to organize her confederate family pals for a trial and an arrest sweep conducted by Manhattan's district attorney Cyrus Vance with the benediction of the Chief of Police, Bratton, that ripped off blind for now in bail charges social security disability recipients covered by the agency's back to work allowance. She announced in the bus that the defendants, some of them police officers involved in 9.11 were stealing from us because our money feeds the social security coffers, and they are expected by her and the rest involved to be completely disabled since the current laws are way too watered down than canned heat to do the job right.
In fact, social security does allow working by people receiving disability payments. It's called the back to work allowance, which does not drain your pockets entirely, but does teach responsibility by having recipients give back some calculated amount for every dollar earned. The advertising pamphlet is readily available on every available countertop at Social Security offices, who knows if occasionally, but never, it seems, within Bratton, Vance and Nassau County's very own Rice's group grasp. This just to prove that not knowing the rule is no excuse for breaking it is not constitutionally valid even as an approximation, the valiant team proceeded to arrest about 100 people, among whom 72 police officers 8 firefighters and 5 correction officers one a Nassau law enforcement police officer, the thought of which is enough to stun a passing flock of geese, and charge disability recipients from 250,000 to a million in bail because they thought connecting a karate instructor to the term disability not only brought up the thorny issue of how to handle special Olympics for people whose disability only manifests itself in a prejudice that invalidates their testimony in court if a double talker ever walks in the premises when a set up false trial such as this is arranged, but also politely did not address the issue of these recipients actually starting their own small businesses, a major crisis in those trying to strip even the enamel off of their teeth, and resell it, given half a chance.
When I tried to interject that social security did so make allowances for work, I was shot down angrily. I though at first, but when that occurred with steadfast purpose more than three times, and fury parachuted out of the hour only when I said I may be wrong, then insisted that no, there was such an allowance, I received from the descending juror a "you're next", revealing, what crime the 100 were really being accused of, and through which Nazi confederate network, or, George Wilbur, Condi Rice, Alessandra Mussolini, whoever occupied as nazifascist Napoli during WWII AND oh, yeah, Hammas and whoever is behind their quotas, to do citizens of a democracy who believe in democratic government based on the bill of rights and the constitution, meaning, all democracies worldwide.
Also: attacks arranged against me throughout the day:
1) 9.25AM a bag of pot planted on my bedspread;
2) 10.25AM my reading matter wet with water, including copies of this blog;
3) 10.33PM, a child's blanket dropped on my bed from shelter bunk mate above;
4) the toilet clogged by a mysterious substance so tough even maintenance could not handle immediately. This done by an equally mysterious .you.
5) Marilla Palmer's version of her plantation Gheddafi stuck in my room asking the prairie gods what a Shirley Temple is, planning on calling all of Italy sometime soon.
more nonsense described tomorrow.
A Vatican plea for the tortured by guilt due to their involvement in false arrests
The event of the century has unfolded this sunday: two canonizations. That of John XXIII, who had to take the time to inform Catholics that Jews were not responsible for Christs' cruxifixion and that of John Paul II who decided to pick on Warsaw's Lenin stockyards and its unions as the devil's tools aided also by lech Walesa. Benedict XVI was present to seize the bodies of both for implying toilets were the fall of Western Civilization after the Treaty of Versailles for his class of 1924 Hitler Junge of erotoantropophagi who like the prestige involved in sampling an Italian and a Polish catholic to the thrill of Norton anthology, still seething at how catholics sold reliquaries and absolutions, while the English only ate you alive in caves for years without the benefit of a new world religion, or Martin Luther's family, which is building pigsties to store long lost emigrant relatives and the occasional military in, after they lost their tracks in some Italian town connected to the some introits of Italian cities, reachable only by riding goats waiting for the Portuguese to eat their eyes out as soup in sublime resignation, where forest arson and garbage choked cultivated land stabbed into genetic experimentation in Southern Italy because some farmers, jealous because a plowed clump of land started showing an interest to a passing ant that did not bite it with packs of starved and abused dogs, no longer had people to pick on since they all emigrated to Germany to work in factories in the '60's.
The event of the century has unfolded this sunday: two canonizations. That of John XXIII, who had to take the time to inform Catholics that Jews were not responsible for Christs' cruxifixion and that of John Paul II who decided to pick on Warsaw's Lenin stockyards and its unions as the devil's tools aided also by lech Walesa. Benedict XVI was present to seize the bodies of both for implying toilets were the fall of Western Civilization after the Treaty of Versailles for his class of 1924 Hitler Junge of erotoantropophagi who like the prestige involved in sampling an Italian and a Polish catholic to the thrill of Norton anthology, still seething at how catholics sold reliquaries and absolutions, while the English only ate you alive in caves for years without the benefit of a new world religion, or Martin Luther's family, which is building pigsties to store long lost emigrant relatives and the occasional military in, after they lost their tracks in some Italian town connected to the some introits of Italian cities, reachable only by riding goats waiting for the Portuguese to eat their eyes out as soup in sublime resignation, where forest arson and garbage choked cultivated land stabbed into genetic experimentation in Southern Italy because some farmers, jealous because a plowed clump of land started showing an interest to a passing ant that did not bite it with packs of starved and abused dogs, no longer had people to pick on since they all emigrated to Germany to work in factories in the '60's.
Saturday, April 26, 2014
The Bronx finally has its very own hostage!
The Stadium Shelter for women: The Osama bread bin box of the Bronx is in tears, thankful that frying their brains by "Hispanicking" with enough dedication to cause themselves a perpetual identity crisis between their Contra and their Iran, literalized in Martin Luther King Street y University Ave at long last HAS paid off!
Latest news scheduled: a cheery musical treat early Saturday morning calling for me to be terrified well deservedly by their sweet voices due to stealing a roll of toilet paper from the room's bathroom, then declaring at Operations, or, main reception, that there was no more toilet paper in the whole shelter and on a Saturday, this by having a client enact a Shakesperian drama before I could ask for one, requesting same. Main reception limited itself to reading my complaint and having an idiot wearing a Halloween costume badge listed as Officer say to me that what I needed to do to get taped by Nazi radio was to let the roommates talk to themselves but really mean me, and not reply because they're schizophrenic.Also a transfer to another room would not even be worse but have hygienic consequences as well.
Mejia a social worker finally gave me a residency letter yesterday in an office with papers from a file strewn on the floor for unknown reasons telling me I would have a new social worker as to my request. My new social worker is a name like so many others, Jasmilka Gonzalez, at 718.588.5400 extension 8237 which answers in burro Department of Education saying leave a message hanging up instead, and the appointment is at 3.20PM on April 29, 2014, completely untenable for me, so I said to a security officer standing one foot from, leaning over me while I was writing a comment rushing me to sign the form instead, wait I need to write that I can't make it and to call me.
So the one roommate looking like Tony Gonzales chairperson of Queens College CUNY but in I have a sorry black ass AND I get anybody who lands in bed x flung to Hiroshima minutes before Enola Gay and they're US democrats on top of which I 'm destroying your tooth while you sleep through my grandmaster flesh connection snores but does not sleep, and the other resembling Marilla Palmer as wedded in a bog to Gheddafi since on the pay of the We Will Get You Back For Killing Gheddafi Stamp Club through Sacred Heart and Gynaeceum, a charity, so, she starts saying did you sit on my bed while I'm fucking minding my own business so the question is repeated again, and again, until I understand she means me, when she repeats my name, Alexandra Maffei, that I never told her or the rest of them, because I don't talk to them since I can't get a word in due to the constant harassment and I say no, because I don't know their names due to their excellent expert spy habits, not because I don't know they have more first and last names than Bourbon Spanish streetsweepers . Then she proceeds to reiterate Sleepy's threats earlier this morning, that she'll get me to read the bible someday, she had all sorts in storage, so Dopey starts equiparating drug and drink to reading, covering the catholic versus Lutheran religious war and the counterreformation land grab in our fell swoop, then says speaking to others is considered social climbing, with male security bursting in the moment after her statement hits the floor softly like a plucked belly feather from a sleeping swan because monogamous, so married, thinking that and not psychological testing will skill him for special ops, says we, or, the man on the floor, whose coming was announced as a viceroy's by his female security floor officer, who nepotistically reliquaried his job too, by f* it as a small altar child gingerbread man in linear F time, says we, do not wish to be ridiculed in our values and anticipates the time he'll expose me in a chickenwire cage convinced that having my arm severed without anaesthesia is moving up in life, an, audibly, with glee in his voice, we have ourselves a hostage now!
The Stadium Shelter for women: The Osama bread bin box of the Bronx is in tears, thankful that frying their brains by "Hispanicking" with enough dedication to cause themselves a perpetual identity crisis between their Contra and their Iran, literalized in Martin Luther King Street y University Ave at long last HAS paid off!
Latest news scheduled: a cheery musical treat early Saturday morning calling for me to be terrified well deservedly by their sweet voices due to stealing a roll of toilet paper from the room's bathroom, then declaring at Operations, or, main reception, that there was no more toilet paper in the whole shelter and on a Saturday, this by having a client enact a Shakesperian drama before I could ask for one, requesting same. Main reception limited itself to reading my complaint and having an idiot wearing a Halloween costume badge listed as Officer say to me that what I needed to do to get taped by Nazi radio was to let the roommates talk to themselves but really mean me, and not reply because they're schizophrenic.Also a transfer to another room would not even be worse but have hygienic consequences as well.
Mejia a social worker finally gave me a residency letter yesterday in an office with papers from a file strewn on the floor for unknown reasons telling me I would have a new social worker as to my request. My new social worker is a name like so many others, Jasmilka Gonzalez, at 718.588.5400 extension 8237 which answers in burro Department of Education saying leave a message hanging up instead, and the appointment is at 3.20PM on April 29, 2014, completely untenable for me, so I said to a security officer standing one foot from, leaning over me while I was writing a comment rushing me to sign the form instead, wait I need to write that I can't make it and to call me.
So the one roommate looking like Tony Gonzales chairperson of Queens College CUNY but in I have a sorry black ass AND I get anybody who lands in bed x flung to Hiroshima minutes before Enola Gay and they're US democrats on top of which I 'm destroying your tooth while you sleep through my grandmaster flesh connection snores but does not sleep, and the other resembling Marilla Palmer as wedded in a bog to Gheddafi since on the pay of the We Will Get You Back For Killing Gheddafi Stamp Club through Sacred Heart and Gynaeceum, a charity, so, she starts saying did you sit on my bed while I'm fucking minding my own business so the question is repeated again, and again, until I understand she means me, when she repeats my name, Alexandra Maffei, that I never told her or the rest of them, because I don't talk to them since I can't get a word in due to the constant harassment and I say no, because I don't know their names due to their excellent expert spy habits, not because I don't know they have more first and last names than Bourbon Spanish streetsweepers . Then she proceeds to reiterate Sleepy's threats earlier this morning, that she'll get me to read the bible someday, she had all sorts in storage, so Dopey starts equiparating drug and drink to reading, covering the catholic versus Lutheran religious war and the counterreformation land grab in our fell swoop, then says speaking to others is considered social climbing, with male security bursting in the moment after her statement hits the floor softly like a plucked belly feather from a sleeping swan because monogamous, so married, thinking that and not psychological testing will skill him for special ops, says we, or, the man on the floor, whose coming was announced as a viceroy's by his female security floor officer, who nepotistically reliquaried his job too, by f* it as a small altar child gingerbread man in linear F time, says we, do not wish to be ridiculed in our values and anticipates the time he'll expose me in a chickenwire cage convinced that having my arm severed without anaesthesia is moving up in life, an, audibly, with glee in his voice, we have ourselves a hostage now!
Tuesday, April 22, 2014
fair kin, or, 
Monday, April 21, 2014
Party Flavors for the Royal Crown of Britain, Elizabeth II, from the American Colony, in our subjection by their keeping it in the family :
Fini, her bipartisan friend, will grease whatever wheels there are to grease through a long history of Holland ghettos for Catholics and Jews, let alone South Africa. Part, in the past of the same party of Alicante incubatrix Alessandra Mussolini, below,
through financing, also part of the same family, of all Hapsburg, Dutch and Scarlet Pimpernel, or the guy that helped turn Europe into an Imperial pigsty while the States did keep to the revolution against cant and exile. She was filmed on Italian television saying that she was a fascist and proud of it, better than being gay, Shakespeare to Holbein's Petrarch all the weg back in 1200's, and through abductions to plantations of the unsuspecting, even to this day. Nice permanence in the Repubblica Partenopea, in Pozzuoli, though, as the heir to the heir of two kingdoms and an Indian, the continent, razor.
Who else would marry them?
Nancy Pelosi, still a member of the cave whip democratic party announced in the New York subway today, as I was riding it, that if people voted for me she would have me thrown out of any benefit and my own country, then sent to England because the Queen wants to amuse herself with me by having a commoner eat her shit after the grand build up.
She will have me thrown out of the shelter in a week's time, and if I don't know my rights will bar me from all shelters. So, I guess, there Assange would rally people not to aid me, should it come to pass; Pelosi had her Dutch spice slavist and Chamberlain fundamental Chechen group in the car, spreading the good news, which no one wanted to be caught with;
Who else would marry them?
Party Flavors for the Royal Crown of Britain, Elizabeth II: the British and Italian Colonies as us, by keeping it in the family, them
Above, first photo: Julian Assange who will keep me and not only out of England, in my case as an ugly old woman who is more stupid than he;
Above next photo: Maria Di Maria or Di Donna, a singer for a supposedly leftist group, 99 Posse, for whom any accusation that harms me is sustainably plausible;
what these three people have in common:
my passwords and the same brothel with my name in it
can't access my blogs, can't get through to facebook, they want 'in' my work, I can start for all three as a whore, until I lose my mind because of their hatred and I kill myself.
Thanks to Google as well which has integrated my photos from this blog into its body of images without asking for permission,
and so much more.
What cover ups they're responsible for:
Alessandra Mussolini, a personal contact of Di Maria's and my estranged family. Di Maria was hired to claim that my first name has plenty to do with the not so concealed fascist.
Latest responsibilities:
Ostracizing me to allow, in night break ins:
1) Menstrual blood injected under second molar from left from the back, with flesh raw so it bleeds afterwards, this to coincide with the end of my menstrual flow. The audience here they arranged at the cafe' I'm at assures Di Maria they won't believe it;
2) A cut on my second toe, right foot, widened from its puncture mark to a vertical, slightly off to the right, to force e into rightist politics, about 10 mm long, because they say so.
The molar shows exposed bone above and root about 11, 12mm wide. This thanks to a relative of Gonzales, a family member of Maria Leon in Ecuador part of the Alicante group in Mexico, during WWII, who sequestered people in brothels based on race, and a Marilla Palmer Dutch colonized African with a Gheddafi surgery to do ENIT in for BP for their eventual coup d'état against democratic forms of government. This in a shelter where they threaten to beat me, they harass me behind doors, and they steal my benefits right from the governmental office that issues them because I don't pay rent, I'm poor, and this is what the poor deserve.
They aligned the photos like they want them for a contract with the Queen of England. I don't have all day, so you know. My hotspot shows use excessive to mine, and the connection is miserable and it shouldn't be. It's thanks to them.
They never contact me, they do not know me, claim they do, and find what is happening to me funny until they get caught. Assange is new to the proposition, since yesterday. Today Di Maria graced me with the presence of one of her family's slaves from fascist Abyssinian campaigns, wanting access to my PO box, arranging an entire scenario at the post office where one was to say, the other was to sustain, another prove. I shot out text after text to the authorities. And my politics are still the same, after years of lack of assistance and psychological and physical torture.
That's how it's done.
Saturday, April 19, 2014
Coup d'Etat planned for Italy, then the US by Hi-l-lary Clinton and the Obama families,
or,
why saying terrorist never means me.
In Italian, details at TeLeGrAfItE.typepad.com
let it be said that Obama, in an effort to ultimately have the States itself thrown out of common dialogue with democratic nations, such as the World Bank and the Arab League , among all else, thought he'd start moving to Antigua early by throwing Italy, and allied country so sharing in our constitutional law,by posing me as burnt offerings as terrorist, then by giving Italy back to fascists, so they can concentration camp us better.
As a name in the name naming bipartisan effort since the '90's Hil-l-ary Clinton, along with Maria Leon, the Anastasia, Condalisa Rice are creating me today as a criminal, gun runner, alcohol drinker, have contacted Assange who will prevent me from accessing Britain, the Queen doing the dirty for Republicans, and have tried to lynch me because I think The New York Times off its rocker at characterizing death threats and threats of lynching, whispered as they may, as microaggression.
Clinton, the Mrs. also plans of criminalizing democrats, by calling them communists now, democrats later, specifying that obly people who vote like her will be allowed in the party's outhouse. since a sham democracy is necessary to wait so as to deceive and crucify the next newly born Christ, on his thirtythird birthday, at Howard Johnson's during a shrimp and Swedish meatball bruch, with Lawrence Welk piping in the dining hall. The sixties shone on the same tendency with books like, If you see Buddha on the road, kill him.
Details ensue in Italian, I have to go, since facebook bounced, typepad bounced, my checking account shows, alternatively fat and thin cows depending on the mood of the banker trying to arrange for me to eject every 9 months, a child for a confederate who knows where.
Wednesday, April 16, 2014
US government assistance on easter vacation: remember to get shots for spicy foods
In an effort to steal more than five dollars from your Social Security Disability and other checks when you could have sworn the amount direct deposited was more, but even your bank statement says no, since yesterday, you have to thank today for an unholy connubium between the family of the Wizard of Iz, formerly known as Isabella, whom resemble the First Queen in the future, Michelle Obama and a contact of Angela Black Power Davis stalking me in a well mannered chatty way on 54th street. The Gonzales of Queens College clone, did not surprise in her wish to exile me from Spain, then have me sit for hours in a fan cooled HRA room with the fan turned off so I could imagine air circulation, and receiving the accurate amounts for my benefits, while the latter turned a much anticipated leaf, since
1) we're not all black
and
2) we're all citizens.
So, the latter day saint turns her cheek toward me Jack flashing me a right profile, demonstrating beyond the shadow of a doubt she is among the elect while I get thrown to sharks after they gouge my right eye out for a quick Hungarian snack, before blowing me and eating my spleen, and says:
"Ale, you old communist!"
Further news,
I'm a member of the Italian communist party, which I would find an honor if I had paid my dues. Rumor has it I was enrolled by a fascist estranged cousin who contributed to defaming me so much two entire neighborhoods in Napoli switched name, one into a subtle play where I would be hanged for supporting anti Nazis during WWII, and the other to process false arrests and trials involving the liberal element which, along with the Taliban, agree women should work. My father once told me that I would make a fine lawyer since I found a plausible excuse for everything with ease, and she thought that would cast aspersions more than Viale Claudio, or some guy I had a crush on who I only saw once at a party in my teens, but we both liked rock and roll, so for her, we were by nature groupies, him a little less by hair color. For this epitome of justice, who may have contributed to her father and mother's deaths, she will not let me recant from my previous communist vocation.
Let me just make this absolutely clear:
I find the Italian communist parties worthy of nothing but admiration, and love for the work they do for others, for the environment for the country and the world by sustaining equality and justice for all. I will never think otherwise. It's really a no brainer, if you stop listening to Dixie whistling an overcooked rice glom in your head.
As far as I checked, nothing has changed, except the level of greed of some of its claim to faimants.
Thank you.
In an effort to steal more than five dollars from your Social Security Disability and other checks when you could have sworn the amount direct deposited was more, but even your bank statement says no, since yesterday, you have to thank today for an unholy connubium between the family of the Wizard of Iz, formerly known as Isabella, whom resemble the First Queen in the future, Michelle Obama and a contact of Angela Black Power Davis stalking me in a well mannered chatty way on 54th street. The Gonzales of Queens College clone, did not surprise in her wish to exile me from Spain, then have me sit for hours in a fan cooled HRA room with the fan turned off so I could imagine air circulation, and receiving the accurate amounts for my benefits, while the latter turned a much anticipated leaf, since
1) we're not all black
and
2) we're all citizens.
So, the latter day saint turns her cheek toward me Jack flashing me a right profile, demonstrating beyond the shadow of a doubt she is among the elect while I get thrown to sharks after they gouge my right eye out for a quick Hungarian snack, before blowing me and eating my spleen, and says:
"Ale, you old communist!"
Further news,
I'm a member of the Italian communist party, which I would find an honor if I had paid my dues. Rumor has it I was enrolled by a fascist estranged cousin who contributed to defaming me so much two entire neighborhoods in Napoli switched name, one into a subtle play where I would be hanged for supporting anti Nazis during WWII, and the other to process false arrests and trials involving the liberal element which, along with the Taliban, agree women should work. My father once told me that I would make a fine lawyer since I found a plausible excuse for everything with ease, and she thought that would cast aspersions more than Viale Claudio, or some guy I had a crush on who I only saw once at a party in my teens, but we both liked rock and roll, so for her, we were by nature groupies, him a little less by hair color. For this epitome of justice, who may have contributed to her father and mother's deaths, she will not let me recant from my previous communist vocation.
Let me just make this absolutely clear:
I find the Italian communist parties worthy of nothing but admiration, and love for the work they do for others, for the environment for the country and the world by sustaining equality and justice for all. I will never think otherwise. It's really a no brainer, if you stop listening to Dixie whistling an overcooked rice glom in your head.
As far as I checked, nothing has changed, except the level of greed of some of its claim to faimants.
Thank you.
Monday, April 14, 2014
1.00PM 4.14.14 Impossible to post photos on facebook and breakingnewts.blogspot.com broken into again by Jon Stewart, his new wife, Maria Leon last known at 33.39. 88th Street, Jackson Heights, by Dutch Mussolini gang here at Housing Works Cafe' on Crosby street, who want him to do right by her, are Nazis, see themselves as common whores who are lucky enough to hit it big with Stewart, are more racist than Leon and are aimig at landing another Jew.
Also: spelling changes and the disappearance of posts from 2010 to 2013 occurred because of them, for Stewart because I'm a "fucking communist. nough said" his comment through them , and there's no need for competition in the arts.
Also: lately they've been breaking into my email at msn and are involved in renting rooms to students, seizing all their assets after they drown them out of rentals and turn them into satanic Nazi furniture. Sent at least five complaints to the FBI about this today. There, they say, they have Sharpton, and laugh.
Google is not stattting me right, and I have received not one email from people who read this blog, and my other as well. You go to college we follow you follow you to keep you down, anybody that wants to hire us for that that's how we extorted Maria to Stewart...Palmer involved in accessing this blog.
Also: spelling changes and the disappearance of posts from 2010 to 2013 occurred because of them, for Stewart because I'm a "fucking communist. nough said" his comment through them , and there's no need for competition in the arts.
Also: lately they've been breaking into my email at msn and are involved in renting rooms to students, seizing all their assets after they drown them out of rentals and turn them into satanic Nazi furniture. Sent at least five complaints to the FBI about this today. There, they say, they have Sharpton, and laugh.
Google is not stattting me right, and I have received not one email from people who read this blog, and my other as well. You go to college we follow you follow you to keep you down, anybody that wants to hire us for that that's how we extorted Maria to Stewart...Palmer involved in accessing this blog.
Sunday, April 13, 2014
Why Do Caged Animals Paint: Come See Up Close a Raving Organized Racist Capable of Extreme Physical, Financial and Professional Harm through her False Arrest Contacts Based solely on Anticostitutional Violations!
Marilla Palmer,
April 17 2014
at Kathryn Markel Fine Arts Gallery, opening reception probably from 6 to 9 double check, they could have switched it to their translation of the witchy hour
529 W 20 6W , Chelsea, New York 10011 212.366.5368
Marilla Palmer,
April 17 2014
at Kathryn Markel Fine Arts Gallery, opening reception probably from 6 to 9 double check, they could have switched it to their translation of the witchy hour
529 W 20 6W , Chelsea, New York 10011 212.366.5368
Saturday, April 12, 2014
KGB's Free Radio Ethnic bans strikes in New York's cinemas, when the bell tolls for Avon.
Latest on Wall Street false arrest quotas collected through The Unknown Known, or, how Rumsfeld is related to Ed Gein, shown at
Anjelica Film Center, 18 W Houston Street, NY 212.995.2570
Set up at 11.45AM:
I want to find out the matinee price. I internet search. A page pops up from "Angelica Film Center" search:
Fandango. Telephone number 1.866.857.5191.
I call. Female in NAN Hispanic yes it WAS the FBI! answers the phone. Asks me what my name is immediately. I hang up.
I search again. The local reference to Anjelica appears. The number is 212.995.2570. I ask how much are matinees? A male voice responds saying there are no matinee prices only seniors. I hang up.
I think. Hmmm. I call back. The male body identifies it as Paul. I ask what's the price for senior tickets. He says 11.00 dollars. I ask. What's the age for seniors? The voice says 11.00 dollars. I say say hello to Fandango for me.
I search the internet again under Angelica Film Center. A new number appears. Under yelp. It's 212.995.2000.
Latest on Wall Street false arrest quotas collected through The Unknown Known, or, how Rumsfeld is related to Ed Gein, shown at
Anjelica Film Center, 18 W Houston Street, NY 212.995.2570
Set up at 11.45AM:
I want to find out the matinee price. I internet search. A page pops up from "Angelica Film Center" search:
Fandango. Telephone number 1.866.857.5191.
I call. Female in NAN Hispanic yes it WAS the FBI! answers the phone. Asks me what my name is immediately. I hang up.
I search again. The local reference to Anjelica appears. The number is 212.995.2570. I ask how much are matinees? A male voice responds saying there are no matinee prices only seniors. I hang up.
I think. Hmmm. I call back. The male body identifies it as Paul. I ask what's the price for senior tickets. He says 11.00 dollars. I ask. What's the age for seniors? The voice says 11.00 dollars. I say say hello to Fandango for me.
I search the internet again under Angelica Film Center. A new number appears. Under yelp. It's 212.995.2000.
Friday, April 11, 2014
The Good News: No one Died in Afghanistan in March
The Fun News:
All of Yankee Stadium will be diaspora'd in the mouth of an emu just for going to games by a wanna be actress with Mountbatten's skull to force Irish cops to eat human meat and then die, as a whole, moving Saint Patrick, limestone by limestone, in their backyard as if they lived in the current mayor of Amsterdam's pantry just because we won in WWI with every single wife in Woodside asking, contemporaneously, you're king of exactly whose castle? to their husbands;
Barack Oba' ma, the gang, had decided that sanctions will follow everyone who responds to the term proletariat even if they don't, to ship to Hapsburg military bases for a not so quick chop up in Mexico through Nan Ann Rand the native plantation decomposition street map;
How come demonstrators for a European Ukraine outside Carnegie Hall look like prejudicial evidence left over from George the III anti 1775 from racist northern Italian constituencies of the concealed fascist party race, Lega, specializing in travel plans for all Italians?
The Fun News:
All of Yankee Stadium will be diaspora'd in the mouth of an emu just for going to games by a wanna be actress with Mountbatten's skull to force Irish cops to eat human meat and then die, as a whole, moving Saint Patrick, limestone by limestone, in their backyard as if they lived in the current mayor of Amsterdam's pantry just because we won in WWI with every single wife in Woodside asking, contemporaneously, you're king of exactly whose castle? to their husbands;
Barack Oba' ma, the gang, had decided that sanctions will follow everyone who responds to the term proletariat even if they don't, to ship to Hapsburg military bases for a not so quick chop up in Mexico through Nan Ann Rand the native plantation decomposition street map;
How come demonstrators for a European Ukraine outside Carnegie Hall look like prejudicial evidence left over from George the III anti 1775 from racist northern Italian constituencies of the concealed fascist party race, Lega, specializing in travel plans for all Italians?
La Grande Bellezza. Great Beauty
director: Paolo Sorrentino
it's in the shot's structure, in the clothes, in the approximation of gestures recalling truth in art, evident and unsustainable by people who need to determine, and for others, its ruin, hence the tragedy in the socialism of nazi socialism, or its great yearnings for loneliness.
the best scenes:
the dialogues of the opening scene, the party;
the visual copulation with a panoramic window on the Colosseum and the Colosseum by a furious couple;
Jep Gambarella's grimace when remembering how he and his stuffed people in concentration camp train cars destined for the station that wasn't a station;
a party also for chatty literary references by literary award winners sustaining the reputation of an author who never existed, whose works never existed;
Carlo Verdone playing a writer in melodrama with still enough presence to react to the self involved demeaning outlandishness of a request he leave and return within three hours to drive his love interest to the airport when his house is two hours away from hers, because she needs to be alone when she packs her bag.
director: Paolo Sorrentino
it's in the shot's structure, in the clothes, in the approximation of gestures recalling truth in art, evident and unsustainable by people who need to determine, and for others, its ruin, hence the tragedy in the socialism of nazi socialism, or its great yearnings for loneliness.
the best scenes:
the dialogues of the opening scene, the party;
the visual copulation with a panoramic window on the Colosseum and the Colosseum by a furious couple;
Jep Gambarella's grimace when remembering how he and his stuffed people in concentration camp train cars destined for the station that wasn't a station;
a party also for chatty literary references by literary award winners sustaining the reputation of an author who never existed, whose works never existed;
Carlo Verdone playing a writer in melodrama with still enough presence to react to the self involved demeaning outlandishness of a request he leave and return within three hours to drive his love interest to the airport when his house is two hours away from hers, because she needs to be alone when she packs her bag.
Thursday, April 10, 2014
Dreyfus's College Years: Too much theater work, no irony whatsoever
or,
how atavism is transmittable only by adoption
Joining the ranks of award winning "Kids" author, Patty Smith, as related to her field of interest, Julia Luis Dreyfus, and the Confederate whip n human blood drink crew are creating a collusion to cover the first to conceal and deny any involvement in how to arrange me to get killed while serving as pantry in a cave.
She claims I mean nothing, they plant a Taliban woman photo voting in my files on my computer and hoot about how I don't react when I find it there. They say thanks, so does Dreyfus. The latter stresses that, had it been on her computer she would have called the police. Since it's on mine, she laughs.
The worse for the wear of such a pretty family name.
In the late 1800's, officer Dreyfus was indicted on false charges for being a Jew in the French military. The charges were absurd, and he was found innocent, also thanks to the interest of a writer, Emile Zola, a naturalist, an approach to writing that presents reality, people without prejudice.
or,
how atavism is transmittable only by adoption
Joining the ranks of award winning "Kids" author, Patty Smith, as related to her field of interest, Julia Luis Dreyfus, and the Confederate whip n human blood drink crew are creating a collusion to cover the first to conceal and deny any involvement in how to arrange me to get killed while serving as pantry in a cave.
She claims I mean nothing, they plant a Taliban woman photo voting in my files on my computer and hoot about how I don't react when I find it there. They say thanks, so does Dreyfus. The latter stresses that, had it been on her computer she would have called the police. Since it's on mine, she laughs.
The worse for the wear of such a pretty family name.
In the late 1800's, officer Dreyfus was indicted on false charges for being a Jew in the French military. The charges were absurd, and he was found innocent, also thanks to the interest of a writer, Emile Zola, a naturalist, an approach to writing that presents reality, people without prejudice.
Tuesday, April 08, 2014
Casal Di Principe, Barack Obama & Jefferson Davis gang -the new whistle you've been hearing everywhere is also Michael Jackson's post plastic surgery face- in Department of Homeless Services, The Stadium Shelter, the Bronx, right next to the New York Police Department Task Force, at 1260 Sedgwick Avenue, 10452, 718.588.5400 and 347.649.3296 and trying to create me a terrorist at Coffee Bean & Tea Leaf 005, 189 Bleecker Street New York 10012 212.673.0050.
Effects: sandpapered skin, loosened molar, two combination locks substituted by the Gonzales, or Wizard of Iz and Barack Oba' ma gangs, a continuation of the Clinton and Bush Good Works Co, one combination lock nonfunctioning at Rite Aid, 1091Ogden Avenue, Bronx, colluded by Condalisa Rice also selling same, colored Masters, at Kmart 770 Broadway by Astor Place, in White's Dutch English racist, since she keeps it doggedly local by having an Italian diplomat abducted to a Philippines prison, on false charges of pederasty, organized as black wearing Virginia VA.Orchard Street NY area Ba'hai's at local bookstores for a showoff confederate muscle.
The Italian camorra, in the meantime, is flowing in overabundant coffee shops under the Hapsburg promise, Fayda, here in New York, but that just means that the Lega is replacing the existing drug trade in Napoli, thanks to its English, and Northern Irish property seizure and diaspora contacts that translate in Bourbon, Savoia, and the Squid of Id's once Hanover with Victoria, then Windsor AND Hanover, thanks to Elizabeth the II's ability to switch last names with extreme facility, and within one generation too, since she self determines in India.
The Application "Terrorist! Terrorist!" around me, in my nothing life, and in the ever SHOUTING andscrumcrowding and ambulancing Bronx, for now:
4.8.14 between 7.30.8.00AM at The Stadium shelter, Bronx:
1. I unlock my locker, take sundries for shower out, go to the shower and shower. No sound of alien interpenetration heard while.
Lead Characters:
Three roommates the only local survivors still surrounding me because I wear skirts over pants, one resembling Gheddafi and Reinhardt, in black the other Gonzales, or the Wizard of Iz in Alicante, Mexico, and the third, his shaving cream, in a picture he plastered as a photography professor in class, or, Robert Cartier Bresson's Alicante, with his face in women busy displaying as a capture a tortured gay during WWII since that's what the family specializes in this during the 9/11 semester at Queens College, City University of New York. One of them thinks I need to do her will because I'm within range, the Wizard of Iz clone monitors everything I do, and when I get on the computer, dangles menacingly within 4 feet of my bed with Gheddafi, growling if she has definite proof of me being sexually lighthearted;
2. Out of the shower, with hair collecting by the drain, not mine. I flush all of its combings because they're rotten apples and need to be disposed of but I do have to sleep sometime;
I try to open my locker: my combination: 10 28 02 from the wacky blue Masters lock bought at Kmart Astor Place no longer responds to me because I'm the devil. I try to cajole it about ten times, to someone else's avail;
3. I go downstairs, to Operations. Shouting, crowding and cutting in front of me ensues. After having stolen about 200 dollars of personal property they took in their care the morning, at 3.00AM, of 3.30.14, they tell me that yes, they'll clip the lock, and no, they have no locks available;
4. I go back upstairs, and lock my other combination lock, left on the top surface of my locker, I had used until last night, combination 35 4 34. In a clear display of solidarity with worldwide one locks, it no longer opens;
5. I take a trip to Rite Aid on Ogden, the Bronx, signing the access regress docudrama only once, listening to the sign in agents claim that hey they do write the times in and out when I see none on paper, so it must be elsewhere. At the store, a man with a hat stands next to me by the Master combination locks, I pick one in purple, open it at the counter after having paid for it, and it too does not respond to the combination listed in the back in possibly a numerical system one must translate to apply, but understandable to me as 08 10 00.
6. I take a pair of scissors to another lock, on display, and open another. This lock, of a different brand, does confirm my understanding of numbers. I leave to go back to the shelter to apply same to my locker;
7. In store:
A. Nunez, some Dutch specialist of some sort translated in Hispanic, asks me to get out of the way after I buy cookies, and drapes a Famous Amos -the cookies- and vending machine inexplicably with a collapsed cartboard box, saying something unintelligible I cannot be bothered with;
B. I go to the Supervisor of all Social Workers, extension 8240, Wayne Rogers, tells me to approach my Social Worker with the issue;
C. I go to my social workers of all social workers, Andrea Mejia, extension 8233 who in our one and only meeting had already:
!. Not given me an Independent Living Plan copy of our meeting, but post dated the intake by one day;
@. Told me she also moonlighted as my housing worker in that there was no state or federal rental assistance to be had;
#. On a pink index card, written in black and vertically, writes that I can seek legal representation at:
POTS 2759 Webster Avenue, 718.220.4892, this on Thursdays, from 1.00 to 3.00PM;
$. Asks me non contiguous questions after I explained the situation as clearly as this post, to which I respond could you be clearer? then claims I cannot prove that the combinations were related in any way to the severed remains of two locks and what could I do about that;
%. Proceeds to usufruct her contacts founded last night through the Wizard of Iz in patrolmen form at the entrance of the shelter pointing at me saying "Bitch!" last evening at about 8.30PM, and blocks New York Police Department Internal Affairs phone line at:
4.8.14@10.52AM;
4.8.14@11.24AM;
4.8.14@1.00PM where a recording asks me for my phone number not to call me back at as of
4.8.14@3.24PM
^. AND has another Wizard of Iz Barack Oba' ma gang member don a patrolman uniform at E 161 Street and River Aveue, by Yankee Stadium, and the subway, to refuse to take a complaint about theft and these latest ambulance engineerings, under the male name of:
SANG, badge number 31868.
Grand Finale:
To claim I pop cherries as a terrorist in the future and in a State mental hospital as Frances Farmer, Rogers blocks me about four, five times from stating over the din and in his office that after applying the new lock, I told the roommate still surviving the ejection from Eden at 8.00AM at 9.00AM and in our room, after she had warned e that she never caused any "trouble", to refrain from addressing me in any way but official shelter needs, and tell the others to do the same, and the more Wizard of Iz roommates not only follows me to the 13 the Bronx on Ogden bus stop, but fails to take the bus because I don't, AND stalks me until I turn around and catch her hat walking back to the stop on 167th and Ogden.
I left a message on Mr. Rogers's extension requesting a new social worker and saying I would proceed legally.
Yesterday,
4.7.14 at about 11.00, when I finally finished doing laundry I had gone to do at 6.00AM also thanks to promises of my face being punched in, and being multiply misconstrued as the laundry area's caretaker, the Wizard of Iz crewmember at Sign In limited herself to requesting I let her use my vote. When I didn't respond, she simply stated she would take it anyway.
Effects: sandpapered skin, loosened molar, two combination locks substituted by the Gonzales, or Wizard of Iz and Barack Oba' ma gangs, a continuation of the Clinton and Bush Good Works Co, one combination lock nonfunctioning at Rite Aid, 1091Ogden Avenue, Bronx, colluded by Condalisa Rice also selling same, colored Masters, at Kmart 770 Broadway by Astor Place, in White's Dutch English racist, since she keeps it doggedly local by having an Italian diplomat abducted to a Philippines prison, on false charges of pederasty, organized as black wearing Virginia VA.Orchard Street NY area Ba'hai's at local bookstores for a showoff confederate muscle.
The Italian camorra, in the meantime, is flowing in overabundant coffee shops under the Hapsburg promise, Fayda, here in New York, but that just means that the Lega is replacing the existing drug trade in Napoli, thanks to its English, and Northern Irish property seizure and diaspora contacts that translate in Bourbon, Savoia, and the Squid of Id's once Hanover with Victoria, then Windsor AND Hanover, thanks to Elizabeth the II's ability to switch last names with extreme facility, and within one generation too, since she self determines in India.
The Application "Terrorist! Terrorist!" around me, in my nothing life, and in the ever SHOUTING andscrumcrowding and ambulancing Bronx, for now:
4.8.14 between 7.30.8.00AM at The Stadium shelter, Bronx:
1. I unlock my locker, take sundries for shower out, go to the shower and shower. No sound of alien interpenetration heard while.
Lead Characters:
Three roommates the only local survivors still surrounding me because I wear skirts over pants, one resembling Gheddafi and Reinhardt, in black the other Gonzales, or the Wizard of Iz in Alicante, Mexico, and the third, his shaving cream, in a picture he plastered as a photography professor in class, or, Robert Cartier Bresson's Alicante, with his face in women busy displaying as a capture a tortured gay during WWII since that's what the family specializes in this during the 9/11 semester at Queens College, City University of New York. One of them thinks I need to do her will because I'm within range, the Wizard of Iz clone monitors everything I do, and when I get on the computer, dangles menacingly within 4 feet of my bed with Gheddafi, growling if she has definite proof of me being sexually lighthearted;
2. Out of the shower, with hair collecting by the drain, not mine. I flush all of its combings because they're rotten apples and need to be disposed of but I do have to sleep sometime;
I try to open my locker: my combination: 10 28 02 from the wacky blue Masters lock bought at Kmart Astor Place no longer responds to me because I'm the devil. I try to cajole it about ten times, to someone else's avail;
3. I go downstairs, to Operations. Shouting, crowding and cutting in front of me ensues. After having stolen about 200 dollars of personal property they took in their care the morning, at 3.00AM, of 3.30.14, they tell me that yes, they'll clip the lock, and no, they have no locks available;
4. I go back upstairs, and lock my other combination lock, left on the top surface of my locker, I had used until last night, combination 35 4 34. In a clear display of solidarity with worldwide one locks, it no longer opens;
5. I take a trip to Rite Aid on Ogden, the Bronx, signing the access regress docudrama only once, listening to the sign in agents claim that hey they do write the times in and out when I see none on paper, so it must be elsewhere. At the store, a man with a hat stands next to me by the Master combination locks, I pick one in purple, open it at the counter after having paid for it, and it too does not respond to the combination listed in the back in possibly a numerical system one must translate to apply, but understandable to me as 08 10 00.
6. I take a pair of scissors to another lock, on display, and open another. This lock, of a different brand, does confirm my understanding of numbers. I leave to go back to the shelter to apply same to my locker;
7. In store:
A. Nunez, some Dutch specialist of some sort translated in Hispanic, asks me to get out of the way after I buy cookies, and drapes a Famous Amos -the cookies- and vending machine inexplicably with a collapsed cartboard box, saying something unintelligible I cannot be bothered with;
B. I go to the Supervisor of all Social Workers, extension 8240, Wayne Rogers, tells me to approach my Social Worker with the issue;
C. I go to my social workers of all social workers, Andrea Mejia, extension 8233 who in our one and only meeting had already:
!. Not given me an Independent Living Plan copy of our meeting, but post dated the intake by one day;
@. Told me she also moonlighted as my housing worker in that there was no state or federal rental assistance to be had;
#. On a pink index card, written in black and vertically, writes that I can seek legal representation at:
POTS 2759 Webster Avenue, 718.220.4892, this on Thursdays, from 1.00 to 3.00PM;
$. Asks me non contiguous questions after I explained the situation as clearly as this post, to which I respond could you be clearer? then claims I cannot prove that the combinations were related in any way to the severed remains of two locks and what could I do about that;
%. Proceeds to usufruct her contacts founded last night through the Wizard of Iz in patrolmen form at the entrance of the shelter pointing at me saying "Bitch!" last evening at about 8.30PM, and blocks New York Police Department Internal Affairs phone line at:
4.8.14@10.52AM;
4.8.14@11.24AM;
4.8.14@1.00PM where a recording asks me for my phone number not to call me back at as of
4.8.14@3.24PM
^. AND has another Wizard of Iz Barack Oba' ma gang member don a patrolman uniform at E 161 Street and River Aveue, by Yankee Stadium, and the subway, to refuse to take a complaint about theft and these latest ambulance engineerings, under the male name of:
SANG, badge number 31868.
Grand Finale:
To claim I pop cherries as a terrorist in the future and in a State mental hospital as Frances Farmer, Rogers blocks me about four, five times from stating over the din and in his office that after applying the new lock, I told the roommate still surviving the ejection from Eden at 8.00AM at 9.00AM and in our room, after she had warned e that she never caused any "trouble", to refrain from addressing me in any way but official shelter needs, and tell the others to do the same, and the more Wizard of Iz roommates not only follows me to the 13 the Bronx on Ogden bus stop, but fails to take the bus because I don't, AND stalks me until I turn around and catch her hat walking back to the stop on 167th and Ogden.
I left a message on Mr. Rogers's extension requesting a new social worker and saying I would proceed legally.
Yesterday,
4.7.14 at about 11.00, when I finally finished doing laundry I had gone to do at 6.00AM also thanks to promises of my face being punched in, and being multiply misconstrued as the laundry area's caretaker, the Wizard of Iz crewmember at Sign In limited herself to requesting I let her use my vote. When I didn't respond, she simply stated she would take it anyway.
Sunday, April 06, 2014
Ukrainian cultural center in the East Village mourns the loss by Russian forces of demonstrators organizing to lead the ex Eastern block country into Europe by carrying headless corpses along as pantry, but still clad in tidy sports shoes, blue jeans and a stylish shirt, as pictured in The New York Times.
The center, at 136 2nd Avenue, East Village, lamenting that a nuclear détente between the Ukraine, the United States and Britain promised the country entry in Europe, has black and white photocopies of young adults, all males, reminiscent of Hollywood actors bettered by klan genetic intervention and confederate scout haircuts, exposed for a mass of some kind on its walls outside, with wax candles burning brightly under them, punctuated here and there by plastic flowers. On a white piece of mounting board, in Anglican bishop purple, a bourbon.admiralnelson.napoleon yellow and blue collecting port town after port town after port town, and a red to show that the cold war is still hot in Russia, as demonstrated by Putin's penchant for a bare breast : RUSSIAN SOLDIERS OUT OF UKRAINE!
The center, at 136 2nd Avenue, East Village, lamenting that a nuclear détente between the Ukraine, the United States and Britain promised the country entry in Europe, has black and white photocopies of young adults, all males, reminiscent of Hollywood actors bettered by klan genetic intervention and confederate scout haircuts, exposed for a mass of some kind on its walls outside, with wax candles burning brightly under them, punctuated here and there by plastic flowers. On a white piece of mounting board, in Anglican bishop purple, a bourbon.admiralnelson.napoleon yellow and blue collecting port town after port town after port town, and a red to show that the cold war is still hot in Russia, as demonstrated by Putin's penchant for a bare breast : RUSSIAN SOLDIERS OUT OF UKRAINE!
Saturday, April 05, 2014
Confederate Dreams: Manhattan Mini Storage Arrangements
Here is a sketch of events taking place at the facility at 28 2nd Avenue, NY 10003 646.453.6001
Information sold about the location of your storage unit and where you'll be, crowds accumulating on the floor, a gassing, a strange box shipping business, blocked access to the storage units by deactivating access machinery for certain clients, me, and another today, working at Art of Elysium. The manager is trying to have him fired by claiming that the account is in somebody else's name, and only they have access to the area. A set of keys and the access card did not avail to secure any passage, but only a statement issued saying that the account needed to be switched in his name, from the woman's who opened it, the account needed to be cancelled, then reopened, then...
I can't open an online account to check balances and what have you, due to the claim that my account number does not exist. I tried to today, and the manager claimed I was trouble, a customer assistant claimed she had a witness ready to say I beat her up, and then perfunctorily put the account info in the online window walked away, and after the same writ appeared, account not found, my battery victim said she could do nothing until Monday.
4.00PM at the 9th Precinct:
my complaint refused by a female complaint taker, in plainclothes, and three male police officers behind the desk, trying to get an Irish cop fired for being Catholic and having a last name detailing how he was a woman's son;
It would have detailed a hate crime, discrimination of gender, sexual preference, cultural origin, religion, race, religion, harassment, slander with intent to harm person, and person's ability to work, fraud, collusion in fraud by the HRA at East River Center.
JASON'S CAMP THE USA CONQUEST
Tony Gonzales, Chairperson of Queens College and family, a coup d'etatist spy insterted with George Bush, Diane Feinstein, Elizabeth II, Barack Obama and more in the CIA to destroy US democracy. Plan world overthrow for "Conquest".
I play Nivana's Nevermind through earphones?
Currently busy experimenting psychological torture at shelters. Nirvana's verse " I have a gun" plays filtered through my headphones? Trash related to Gonzales knows and says "Drop it! Drop it!" while I'm busy writing the post;
Google owners who use their analytics and access to blogger and typepad for their version of the "conquest" interrupt the signal to my computer to see how I will react. I have my analytics turned on. Ask for a sub.poena, sue them as readers for constitutional violations;
Gloria Steinem hears and starts her you know the Nirvana were rapists;
"I'm afraid" plays? Filth calms down, That's how she likes it;
Courtney Love admits that now she's a Feinstein spy, and did Cobain in because he's not an Orthodox Jew;
Trash here switches from you piss my black ass off to a perfectly literate analysis of her version of psychiatric and psychological human experimentation;
Bohner is coalescing the Tea Party and his Republican support in the effort to "Conquest";
Maddow, and spies inserted in democratic and liberal circuits, along with the idiot next door neighbor, who is doing it for Honda and if she tells on who's returning the krazy Glue -Atlantic slave trade-batch that doesn't work, Condalisa Rice's latest scam through students running the CUNY Hunter College's bookstore and at Kmart, she'll get a job;
Arrangements at Queens College, CUNY campus, by either orthodox Jews, or nazifascist spies dressed as, through Obama, Bush, Carney as well, a process started here by a tshirt I bought saying:
"Do I look like a fucking people person?":
"That's for the bad the devil the evil in society, she's too far gone in her heathen ways; we're going toward a religious theocracy where you'll eat shit and die in a brothel if we see fit for others as diseased as you, then them, then finally us, just contaminated by knowing you" this backed by Barack Obama;
Carney claims it's supported throughout the administration, and congress, which is also a technique of theirs I've observed, repeatedly, since they operate as rabid cheerleaders;
Sexual abuse constant toward me, messaging Gonzales saying he'll get me to blowjob him in a brothel, explained as the talk who they see as a category, women, will be subjected to because they're not racially correct like their master;
working on a populist "democracy" based on crime, race, genocide and putting whoever someone wants in concentration camps. Current democratic states are considered communist, also by shelter security and staff, including my social worker;
SPYING ON USA AND WORLD GOVERNMENTAL PROCESSES:
Spies sharing my room start playing the radio: a continuous Lawrence Welk tirade on "groupie" presented as a sweetish concept, one verse chanted by Obama, switching to another tirade of a spy discussing democratic methods of government, such as the vote, governmental representing the people, followed by:
Security opening and closing slightly the door to my room, male voice;
Radio speaker identifies himself as David Buffenberg, and throws in a criticism of Jim Crow laws. Roommate, talking to herself for more than a half hour about 3 feet away from me and my locker, since I'm collecting things for wash and organizing things on my shelves, analyzes my reaction concluding I'm not a proselytizer;
CULTURAL ALTERATIONS EVEN OF NATIONAL LITERATURE, AND PURPOSES:
George Bush, involved in cultural alterations to code messages, who reads them, for exterminatory purposes, through same roommate who also expressed me having to do what she tells me to since I'm in her environment and she can be and spy me, if she wants to:
roommate by my locker spies on Foucault's Discipline and Punish, which I just put on the top of same;
Justified by Bush, to protect misunderstanding of constitutional protection of free thought interpreted instead, for coup d'etatist purposes, as the protection of mercenary conquest tyrannical teams organized as religious orders and beliefs, much as Gloria Steinem's efforts to understand "men" as a gender, not as a term describing animate existence, human beings in general as well:
"heretics are new to her, she doesn't know what it means, she reads facebook through Gonzales..." meaning my page.
Orders like Bush's cleared Europe out of autochtonous peoples to establish aristocratic tyrannies since time began, which is what the revolutions in the late 1700's reacted against, founding the United States.
ANOTHER TECHNIQUE THEY USE TO ORGANIZE: at Carney Park, in Naples, Italy, which we accessed as expatriots, I found a dime by baseball bleachers when I was a child. Roommate for Bush continues to drop one on my things, and then starts in telling me she wants me to make a connection from it to a matter of consequence, it meant a message , it was a message, Bush want it to mean that, so, concisely:
Bush and the rest of this accured filth are trying to expurgate the US and world militaries of its democratic elements.
Spies inserted in leftist circles, like Maria Di Maria who altered her name to Di Donna, believe that reactionaries like Ruffo, tyrannical fascists these days, and in the past, who fought against the democratic revolutions against the Hapsburg, British crown and the Bourbons in the 1700's are doing it for her. She supposedly is an extraparliamentary communist and is the lead singer of the Neapolitan group 99 Posse, who boasted on television, of having stolen a record contract from her lover, and has visited Chiapas, and Subcomandante Marcos with her group in the past;
TECHNIQUE: Gonzales wants me to explain what a particular act makes me feel like: I have no interest in doing that, I imagine it's to prevent me from analyzing matters to warn other people's harm coming their way from an event or a theatrical representation of theirs of what they want handled, with the person harmed present, for some reason, probably an old plantation technique. He also thinks any thought is something to capitalize on immediately: I think he's trying to fight against slavery, he reacts immediately, etc, so thought is never free, imaginific, but always structured as a servile response to a superior force, or an accurate description of its occurrence and its manifestation in an event, a mark of character, if not a clue to action.
TECHNIQUE. Roommate launches a chant, meant to reach another elsewhere, also targeted, for a similar situation as described above; emotional reactions of theirs are immediately categorized, much as Hapsburg did, as "communist" "Maffei" "Alex" "Pinga" "Chinga" and so on.
Security addresses quietly shouter outside my door: she replies, shouting that I'm thinking "appointment downstairs".
Tony Gonzales, Chairperson of Queens College and family, a coup d'etatist spy insterted with George Bush, Diane Feinstein, Elizabeth II, Barack Obama and more in the CIA to destroy US democracy. Plan world overthrow for "Conquest".
I play Nivana's Nevermind through earphones?
Currently busy experimenting psychological torture at shelters. Nirvana's verse " I have a gun" plays filtered through my headphones? Trash related to Gonzales knows and says "Drop it! Drop it!" while I'm busy writing the post;
Google owners who use their analytics and access to blogger and typepad for their version of the "conquest" interrupt the signal to my computer to see how I will react. I have my analytics turned on. Ask for a sub.poena, sue them as readers for constitutional violations;
Gloria Steinem hears and starts her you know the Nirvana were rapists;
"I'm afraid" plays? Filth calms down, That's how she likes it;
Courtney Love admits that now she's a Feinstein spy, and did Cobain in because he's not an Orthodox Jew;
Trash here switches from you piss my black ass off to a perfectly literate analysis of her version of psychiatric and psychological human experimentation;
Bohner is coalescing the Tea Party and his Republican support in the effort to "Conquest";
Maddow, and spies inserted in democratic and liberal circuits, along with the idiot next door neighbor, who is doing it for Honda and if she tells on who's returning the krazy Glue -Atlantic slave trade-batch that doesn't work, Condalisa Rice's latest scam through students running the CUNY Hunter College's bookstore and at Kmart, she'll get a job;
Arrangements at Queens College, CUNY campus, by either orthodox Jews, or nazifascist spies dressed as, through Obama, Bush, Carney as well, a process started here by a tshirt I bought saying:
"Do I look like a fucking people person?":
"That's for the bad the devil the evil in society, she's too far gone in her heathen ways; we're going toward a religious theocracy where you'll eat shit and die in a brothel if we see fit for others as diseased as you, then them, then finally us, just contaminated by knowing you" this backed by Barack Obama;
Carney claims it's supported throughout the administration, and congress, which is also a technique of theirs I've observed, repeatedly, since they operate as rabid cheerleaders;
Sexual abuse constant toward me, messaging Gonzales saying he'll get me to blowjob him in a brothel, explained as the talk who they see as a category, women, will be subjected to because they're not racially correct like their master;
working on a populist "democracy" based on crime, race, genocide and putting whoever someone wants in concentration camps. Current democratic states are considered communist, also by shelter security and staff, including my social worker;
SPYING ON USA AND WORLD GOVERNMENTAL PROCESSES:
Spies sharing my room start playing the radio: a continuous Lawrence Welk tirade on "groupie" presented as a sweetish concept, one verse chanted by Obama, switching to another tirade of a spy discussing democratic methods of government, such as the vote, governmental representing the people, followed by:
Security opening and closing slightly the door to my room, male voice;
Radio speaker identifies himself as David Buffenberg, and throws in a criticism of Jim Crow laws. Roommate, talking to herself for more than a half hour about 3 feet away from me and my locker, since I'm collecting things for wash and organizing things on my shelves, analyzes my reaction concluding I'm not a proselytizer;
CULTURAL ALTERATIONS EVEN OF NATIONAL LITERATURE, AND PURPOSES:
George Bush, involved in cultural alterations to code messages, who reads them, for exterminatory purposes, through same roommate who also expressed me having to do what she tells me to since I'm in her environment and she can be and spy me, if she wants to:
roommate by my locker spies on Foucault's Discipline and Punish, which I just put on the top of same;
Justified by Bush, to protect misunderstanding of constitutional protection of free thought interpreted instead, for coup d'etatist purposes, as the protection of mercenary conquest tyrannical teams organized as religious orders and beliefs, much as Gloria Steinem's efforts to understand "men" as a gender, not as a term describing animate existence, human beings in general as well:
"heretics are new to her, she doesn't know what it means, she reads facebook through Gonzales..." meaning my page.
Orders like Bush's cleared Europe out of autochtonous peoples to establish aristocratic tyrannies since time began, which is what the revolutions in the late 1700's reacted against, founding the United States.
ANOTHER TECHNIQUE THEY USE TO ORGANIZE: at Carney Park, in Naples, Italy, which we accessed as expatriots, I found a dime by baseball bleachers when I was a child. Roommate for Bush continues to drop one on my things, and then starts in telling me she wants me to make a connection from it to a matter of consequence, it meant a message , it was a message, Bush want it to mean that, so, concisely:
Bush and the rest of this accured filth are trying to expurgate the US and world militaries of its democratic elements.
Spies inserted in leftist circles, like Maria Di Maria who altered her name to Di Donna, believe that reactionaries like Ruffo, tyrannical fascists these days, and in the past, who fought against the democratic revolutions against the Hapsburg, British crown and the Bourbons in the 1700's are doing it for her. She supposedly is an extraparliamentary communist and is the lead singer of the Neapolitan group 99 Posse, who boasted on television, of having stolen a record contract from her lover, and has visited Chiapas, and Subcomandante Marcos with her group in the past;
TECHNIQUE: Gonzales wants me to explain what a particular act makes me feel like: I have no interest in doing that, I imagine it's to prevent me from analyzing matters to warn other people's harm coming their way from an event or a theatrical representation of theirs of what they want handled, with the person harmed present, for some reason, probably an old plantation technique. He also thinks any thought is something to capitalize on immediately: I think he's trying to fight against slavery, he reacts immediately, etc, so thought is never free, imaginific, but always structured as a servile response to a superior force, or an accurate description of its occurrence and its manifestation in an event, a mark of character, if not a clue to action.
TECHNIQUE. Roommate launches a chant, meant to reach another elsewhere, also targeted, for a similar situation as described above; emotional reactions of theirs are immediately categorized, much as Hapsburg did, as "communist" "Maffei" "Alex" "Pinga" "Chinga" and so on.
Security addresses quietly shouter outside my door: she replies, shouting that I'm thinking "appointment downstairs".
Thursday, April 03, 2014
Wednesday, April 02, 2014
Art Work and Establishment Reviews, Column:
Esperanto 145 Avenue C, NY NY 10009
212.505.6559
12.00-3.30 5.30-11.30PM
After hearing in Flemish by 9.11 sympathizers no more coffee, you can take it to go too! at white Dover chalk board and Wednesdays as bring your own black Calais vinyl ABC Beer Co.
96 AVE (Maria, who made you pregnant again?)
NUE (nekkid as a slave)
NY NY.....the business card....
646.422.7103
I ambled to a beautiful white.green tint punk .awning. with young spring yellow green then turquoise corner venture called Esperanto, or a language created by liberals at the beginning of the 20th century using a phonetic blend of all languages so that people of all nations could communicate. I walk in, not expecting to find flyers describing neighborhood recycling arrangements, but not expecting to get assaulted immediately by a waitress can I help you followed by a boiled human meat stench seasoned with stale beer in the can I help you from a dark stringy haired heiress to Franz Joseph's wool. I get pissed since, really, two queries in less than a minute are irritanting and decide to leave with a honey no amount of plastic surgery is going to take the Hapsburg out of you to her under the breath to who knows who you're going to Dachau, followed by a look of disbelief, and a she did not say that! by the usual support group.
They organized rapidly in their dark and stormy night. At 10th and A there was a team of tongue dangling neo Neapolitan scruffy kids now English African in addition to a tongue wagging German Freddy toungue wagging in retro from 1300 , and a Peter Zaremba. Marilla Palmer intake shelter spy who started to go menacing and boasted about arranged stories with the police, until I walked in a 7.11 on 10th and A -a 7.11 on 10th and A! Life Cafe' a Sports Bar then having a well deserved stroke and shutting its awnings down forever...a woman pushing a stroller in Basic clothing looking up to the clouds in a Hapsburg transversal...a sorority sister led team on Condalisa Rice children, not in school, telling me to get out of the East Village see what we know and me shouting back I don't know what you know so how can you know what you know hey, look, tupperware party, this will never be the suburbs! If anything you have to leave! Years back a Crown dry cleaners, not even organic, smack in the middle of Park Avenue in the '60's, also with a green awning....- saying hey, I know this neighborhood and I've never heard language like this here so could you call the police they're following me everywhere. They left, then reappeared, then left, shouted and left again.
and now for today's photos....work in progress
photographic object of interest leading to
Nike vs Nike, or The Attack of the Sorority Group wanting to chant with restraint but no a drachma for your salad bowl and it'll self destruct in time for you to purchase the new model without arousing any suspicion whatsoever BUY IT! BUY IT! BUY IT!
back at work
ABC Beer: Enemy exhibit Item 2 Enemy exhibit Item 2, clearer: we think people from catholic countries-and we're Flemish-have no right to drink or have a good time, cannot be seen in public if not they'll get sart that we want to eat them, we called the Itish and the Italians dogs in the 1800's baning them from public places, and we will ship you to a slice and dice operation in Me-HI-co because you're lower races
And now, for some real art found on the same block:
artist: Raemann
Tuesday, April 01, 2014
newsbriefs, shelter tales 4.1.14 10.05AM
Department of Homeless Services The FJC guard, same company used for Human Resource Administration .re-foodstamps, cash assistance, emergency assistance, Medicaid. whom I had never seen before or given my name to, bars me access to Client Advocation by telling me that I had been there two times before, I needed to set an appointment with the one and only case worker I can talk to, a Mosley, supported univocally by another identified as a director of, Chase even though I was alive and in the lobby.
She gets on the phone and, instead of saying my name, then wants an appointment .pause. then thank you. and to me, the appointment is, which even Google analytic data would total as an interaction lasting about one minute and a half or so, she covers her ID, lodged on her right shoulder, after I asked to see it, and starts this banter: "hospital" "police" "medication" "therapy" "Viennese" , meaning, loosely, she'll organize, and happily, to abduct me to a psych hospital with collaborating police for as long as it takes to slam me in a Austrian.Hapsburg indebted cave with klan and Nazi cannibals, so they can bite my fleshheirs as their own pantry storage, this in a loud fury as food for as long as they can store me, even when it develops infections, since flesh does regrow, like trees, like...
I complain, say hey this is taking way too long could you stick to the content? she passes me the handpiece and Mosley, not Walter, is on the phone telling me that she did everything there was to do, there was no need for me to see her, and she wouldn't even when I presented her with my right to file a Supervisory Hearing complaint. She then said: Take this number down. I said who are you to tell me to take a number down and who is the number to? She replies her supervisor. I say yeah, meaning mine too and shot another fucking text to the NYPD.
Department of Homeless Services The FJC guard, same company used for Human Resource Administration .re-foodstamps, cash assistance, emergency assistance, Medicaid. whom I had never seen before or given my name to, bars me access to Client Advocation by telling me that I had been there two times before, I needed to set an appointment with the one and only case worker I can talk to, a Mosley, supported univocally by another identified as a director of, Chase even though I was alive and in the lobby.
She gets on the phone and, instead of saying my name, then wants an appointment .pause. then thank you. and to me, the appointment is, which even Google analytic data would total as an interaction lasting about one minute and a half or so, she covers her ID, lodged on her right shoulder, after I asked to see it, and starts this banter: "hospital" "police" "medication" "therapy" "Viennese" , meaning, loosely, she'll organize, and happily, to abduct me to a psych hospital with collaborating police for as long as it takes to slam me in a Austrian.Hapsburg indebted cave with klan and Nazi cannibals, so they can bite my fleshheirs as their own pantry storage, this in a loud fury as food for as long as they can store me, even when it develops infections, since flesh does regrow, like trees, like...
I complain, say hey this is taking way too long could you stick to the content? she passes me the handpiece and Mosley, not Walter, is on the phone telling me that she did everything there was to do, there was no need for me to see her, and she wouldn't even when I presented her with my right to file a Supervisory Hearing complaint. She then said: Take this number down. I said who are you to tell me to take a number down and who is the number to? She replies her supervisor. I say yeah, meaning mine too and shot another fucking text to the NYPD.
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