CELEBRATING THE GROUTFATHER:

112314 in the am...on a sunday, for salient tastebuds to appreciate...calls to the FBI New York office, DC main, Queens branch, telephone numbers arranged as mock by Frank Marzella- De Cristofaro sisters Anastasia connected trash  upstairs, and dialed at the same time I do, my cellphone blocked, unknown technology.
Did pass a number to whomever he arranged as multiple call as ID for murder purposes and false arrest:

3475426305

chronology of events:

reporting among other crime, the arrangement of general  HRA number, up to date, listed by Verizon 800 as one, Yellow Book as one 800, and on the HRA web page as a local 718 number no 800 or 888 connection: on FBI web page, after complaint, page appears reading  too many complaints for the day, poor technology;

8.30am call 212.384.1000 answered by mock identical number, playing message in voice one could connect to Rolf, claim receptionist is at 6, and voice of Frank Marzella: identical tone, timbre, and New Jersey lilt, probably connected to Quintanilla and the Bonanno, rabid concentration camp anti.semite trash at Queensborough College, covering for defrauding students of college grant money by josting mock FBI connection with an SS  Rolf.s voice as an answering machine partner, to coordinate through an inside nazi SS family connection to the financial aid department - with me they worked out my undergraduate years as half grants, half loans, and for good Hamiltonian measure a false penalty charge of 2,000 in the .80s to grease up my disappearance and death whenever, which I did pay, claimed through NY State income taxes, his daughter Sandra.s specialty, no connection to me, but to whatever that name means to these Nazi filth where Verizon has a cabinet of possible switches, replies giving as his ID the telephone number above-

thinking back...my mother just knocked at my apartment door, thinking she.s only a pill away from a call to EMS, to which I replied, sorry, busy, sorry...which I am. I.ve been at it since 2.00am this morning...Marzella contacts Marilla Palmer, cover for abductions of minors from loving parents into Nazi brothels, by way of her father, a family court judge in Brooklyn, because I typed 2.oo as a possible variant, never let the opportunity go by...at that...

he also is having my computer blocked by NPR at wireless list of possible access to same:
CK 326;

a 111 Precinct, Anastasia, 2nd floor tenant a massage prostitute in Connecticut of Marilla Palmer.s, ex crown of Italy Savoia site for abductions to psych hospitals, involving cover for night break ins, no sign of forced entry, for physical harm:

DIRECT-roku-EB2AF7, that became FA4224 at 2.30pm yesterday. It also appears as soon as I click on the internet access icon, ad when I shut my computer off, many a time to find my google blog and email open and accessible, especially for Fed Express packages delivered to the spam folder, with the cartboard box appearing by the recycled cans the very next day, this also includes emails sent to Chilean democratic student organizations under my name...thanks, NPR...liketafuckeefuckee minoritybabeebutteefirsttimeehuhafterallthefleshwoundmakesyouliberal!

AND two AP -of UPI memory- contacts, for another convenient false arrest, all for fans of my blogs, or whoever they call Alexandra, or whoever has a job in a sequence:

1. establish fact. Re: just transfer the damn data, stupid! -UPNetwork;
2. followed by Re: now I know the perp still has ten fingers and can read at the same time just like THAT Alexandra who uses Re....-UPNetwork_RE

which explains why the media blame  nasty agencies meant to protect us from people like him for failing applicants who get irritated at multiple abductions of the cursor, then the repeated appearance of the START page: I counted 6 just yesterday. Irritation does not qualify as masochistic or habituated to say- stay in the building as 911 did during the collapse of the twin towers on 9.11 but it sure can make my farting amplified on the radio funny and also irritating because it proves I.m in collusion with gastric activity while they are busy, through break ins,  drying out my oranges, substituting my apples with smaller softer on their nerves stemful and greasy varieties all to avenge a 3 dollar bargain for a 10 lb bag of onions I plan on making soup with! For THAT affront to Michelle Obama  weekend circulars  have disappeared and even The New York Times sent me a reader.s digest version of it weekly coupon journal as the Sunday paper, which I called in for credit, if that call got through.

only the best, only the best...

In a three apt house, there are a good 9 wireless networks ready to fry my brain if Gwen Ifill wants to continue to reproduce both King George the 3 and Patton, with me at Dachau since I, at Braun, have said no, even under the guise of Hendrickson, a 50's blacklister, even after theyy started embezzling 6 dollars out of my account, all data covered, and monthly too! through Bank of America,  only to get knocked up by an arrangement with P2 Rizzoli.s and again, a Hendrickson which I aborted anyway, puzzled at how it could have happened, and fully cognizant of the ability to support it...

sequence of events from my cellphone for coordinated raids in Egypt that kill democrats there to the cries of FBI! FBI! for buying a television set, while a grateful subject resents looking like them so hits the victim from behind as he.s getting shot...

8.33am, yes, today: 44 secs main office FBI, DC, at 202.324.3000 after Marzella as a receptionist asked me who I called and I wasn.t making any sense at all from the mock 212 FBI office...
the office is closed since it.s past 7.00AM and 11.PM, hours of regular operation,

 by a slangy grand.aunt Jemima, from Waterbury public housing or at 196.32 45th avenue, two blocks south of Northern boulevard, and trapped between Saint Nicholas.s a hellhole of Nazi religious zeitgeist, that has its cavepeople running out of its front and side doors everytime someone signals them someone walking by on errands errands! in the neighborhood...and F Lewis, a constitutionalist to Marzella.s FEDERALIST! embezzlement of tax money from the IRS, him among so many Hamiltons you may as well dilute the time in prison to me, since if you were to distribute the sentence, you.d end up in an algebraic hold up of negative integers...me being optimistic, it.s easier...

I call the Verizon Queens FBI listed number at 718.286.7100@8.38am Same message same Rolf voice...I could have taught at that college, it was so, so close to my house, sooooo....

same male receptionist sucking on a hotdog answers call, I say why do you sound so much like Frank Marzella, he says who are you calling? starting on a litany of aluminum foil and millinery, to which I say, look, shove it up your ass, you fucking ped, why and how are you answering my fucking cellphone? He jousts, I could have you arrested for harassment...I say what harassment how are you fucking answering the fucking phone?

then I call before that, so at 8.38am...Assurance wireless powered by the Queen of England.s arctic explorations energized by guinea piglets, Virgin Mobile, by way of Sprint...he will be her Baronet...following the same turn the team from Dunkin. Donuts answering my every call with identical voices for males, identical for females all in Indian but really Pakistani I bet I know them too and delaying me for hours leaving me to wonder, have I even gotten through to Assurance wireless? Exactly how much am I incapacitated in Tannenbaum.s files, the Anastasia family lawyer? Tannenbaum, now Tanenbaum, like Hillary.s Hilary, after she killed the real Socks when he sympathized with whoever she was sicking him against during one of her husband.s power walks...

see, I called two numbers not even registered appropriately, one main cases, the other reports from properly -vetted- officers, a term very dear to, again, Rodham, on occasion, Clinton...

so upstairs I her we can say she.s discombobulated, or something to that effect...

then I call 212.284.1000 and Marzella answers again, synchronizing more than his bathroom, the toilet cover, his fist and the sperm of future donors, engages me in conversation, I ask the same questions, no answer as to how he managed the trick...he did call me Sherry, or his drink, or the Queen of England, though. Wait! The false arrest! The telephone number! Such heroics!

not being able to resist the call of every single TeeMcVeeSon the III  channel who harbors a pancake hobbyist  as  television host, expert witness, new racist society huntress for the fun of watching me shit in my pants unless I brainwash and call myself Mc and/or Mac Coffee, depending on the movable feast,  whatever you want!

...I get an incoming dressed for halloween as

212!

On top o' that, I look at my cell screen, and see: Multiple Calls
and I thinks, I do, must it be,
family betrayer?

So I say something and get off the phone, mentioning profusely not to even lodge in front of my apartment or anywhere I can be, him and others like him, ever again, I mean, even to give him a running start at homicide...


the law is under such severe misgivings at why my mother and the rest of them have been trying to -off me- because I gave her such gas pains enough for her to thalidomide me, until she got caught.

and now, for a round of
your dad did it, you did your dad, exactly what does poppycock mean if I package it as a snack and sell it at the now defunct Blockbusters, for that very reason....oh Hungry...Maria Leon, the sub machine gun with fetuses as pellets for the 9th Precinct Chief of Police and his Bowery Boy pals, who thinks I can.t tell the difference between the Rights of Man and SubComandante Marcos, still warm from disgusting at my deductive reasoning about the Chilean golpe on my way to Watson.s statue in some Confederate state platz, all by way of books in the form of the following sequence: Neruda, The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes two fer one, even when it comes to numerical address motifs, also because it.s unseemly for anything but Renaissance aristocratic daughters to read, God knows I couldn't for most part of the NYPD and Kelly.s decision to shout over the amplification for months, and by her, and from Jackson Heights, that I could not even read the newspaper, that she would steal my house away from me, because I was not...and it turns out that this Queens College Queen knew every single member of my mother.s family, the abundant smattering of my father.s he would not talk to or about, just as I avert my eyes when I walk down the stationed streets, and not in race disgust...

Leon did resort to writing, and in a high school freshman hand, a card with a flower saying I love you...which after she threw me out of doors for unexplained reasons, then forgave me for unexplained reasons, because I wasn't picked up by the stray Nazi raid in the East Village organized by the dowager of Theater for the New City something Fields, just for being in the East Village, and in am apartment too! and thanked me for accompanying her on a campaign of shoe buying, while we lunched on soy bean burgers, wanting to decide what film we would see, all on her own.Then she disappeared, then her sister called me having culled my new boyfriend.s phone number from the tea leaves finding me on the spot, speaking to me angrily, me still puzzled, then she herself deigned to call me to ask me if I was still opposed to a sexual beating by another husband chosen by her for me...

oh, I have such inexplicable feeling about those good old days, when a neighbor I never even spoke to once jumped out of her house, furious, saying, she too could read then treaded on my lawn in an Alabama 1/4ths to plan me as her receptacle, in Alabama Klan spy, again, getting big straight from Hungary, with Sting and Pope John Paul the 2 as her husband, her undecided if she wanted to resemble the Arkansas busing lybcher of Liz Taylor, at different times. Good Ole Mary Mittler...

10.39am If Frank Marzella is audible as -we need to establish things for the family council- will you believe it?

I have no idea what family he is speaking of. It sure isn.t mine, hell, me my dad and mom just broke bread together, me going to school and actually studying not staring into someone.s toilet space taped on a ceiling motioning possible thought, not people.s backs...

my mom, a gangster....I guesswhat I feel is  what Mc Vey.s father felt: there.s nothing, nothing you can do. It.s true: People like Marzella block you, make others worse until they aim them at you, so even if you could talk to them, they come close to you to harm you, so what can you do?

He is a calm and calculating sadistic bastard though, I.ll say that, on the phone.




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