In A PsyOp

coming through a psychological manipulation, including and especially when its been infiltrated against you through social media, its important to stick to your foundation; the place you know that was real.  I’m talking about like how I saved things that reminded me that their gaslighting and bullshit was real even while I didn’t want to accept that my doctor’s group would do such a terrible thing.  They did everything to make me look to people like I was unstable, crazy, and out of control, even lacking discipline.  It was all bullshit, created by a false narrative, but accepted because the ones who orchestrated it all had the credentials to be believed above my own.  So what I did while its been going on was always to return to the place that I knew was real.  And during the tribulations I kept proof to myself that what they were doing was real. Yah, sure, sometimes I’d flip out because it was too much to handle and sometimes I rip to pieces or delete some evidence.  Or maybe I wasn’t fast enough to capture it, especially because when it first happened I only had a lame flip phone and the computer tower, and there was no screen shots back then.  That is how long this has been going on against me, and yes the PsyOp has, officially, been going on since mid 2005.  I told a friend today that good men have apologized to me as they were doing the bidding of whomever is in charge of this PsyOp.  I cannot think its been anyone other than Deep doo doo Kevin and Daddy Dearest Sr. and those cronies. Sure, sure, sure, they’ve been giving all kinds of reasons. I’m still hearing them.  But do you know what?  I’m hardened to that bullshit.  Its been how long? HOW LONG? And my whole life has been being destroyed. Oh but wait, they gave me a bullshit job at the F.A.A. that wasn’t earning me enough to pay the car insurance let alone the gas or the bus ride to get to work.  Yet the fuckers at the F.A.A. were being told by the head of the D.O.T. that the one week’s pay would be made back to them that they’d missed, making those fucker “whole” is what was told?  Fuck that.  Fuck them.   I had fucking Sally Smith telling me in front of the Army dude that “they” put their penises into the mouths of the enemies.  And she was telling me that her black friends were telling her to play the white man’s game to make the money she was.  Whatever.  They weren’t paying my bills, so no getting fucked in the mouth wasn’t paying off for me.  Not at all. It still hasn’t, and I keep trying to work, keep trying to make a living, and they keep “promising” me Daddy is on his way.  Whatever.  Daddy can’t make me whole again.  I was whole before.  Being whole before is what’s kept me alive and sane while the assholes as Multicare and Daddy Dearest were destroying my life, while psycho the rapist and his dishragarita were lying and fucking killing me.  And still they think they can send their, “Daddy is on his way back…and he MIGHT come to Ohio and if he does he surely will want someone like the Lonely Hearts Club Gordon versus……HER (me.)”  Whatever.  Its all a lie, its all bullshit.  The assholes who are saying it don’t even know that they are being chumps.  It cracks me up.  The idea that Daddy is going to show up, going to come a knocking on my door after the war is over, and that I’m going to throw my arms welcome him….that ain’t going to happen.  It might have happened…oh except he told Judge Finkle that when its all over he wants me to know that he doesn’t want to see me again.  That pretty much finalized everything as far as  I was concerned.  On wait, no, it was finalized when he fucked me in the mouth even though I said no.  And it was finalized even more when he had dishragarita screaming into my phone that everyone hated me, that I deserved cancer, and deserved to die.  And it was finalized more as he terrorized me on social media, and has taken me to court over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over again.  So yah I’ve pretty much gotten the message.  So no the big homecoming isn’t even anything I’m looking for. Funny the PsyOp is still trying to sing me that old song.  I try to be gracious, rather than staying, “Jane you ignorant slut (said like Dan Akroyd to Jane Curtin.)”   No, I don’t masturbate to Kevin. I don’t masturbate to anyone.  If I was going to masturbate to anyone it would be to the memories of my X husband because I really dug him, but he’s married to someone else now, so it would be sacrilegious to do that. No, I don’t want another Daddy. I had one for 28 years, and I liked him since I was 13 years old.  No, there isn’t a new life for me, no wondrous new career, no new make over after the destruction.  Don told me I wouldn’t make it without him and at the time I was out of my head from the psych drugs and I wanted to prove to him that I could, and that after I made it then we could get back together so that he would respect me again like he did before. But that never happened because Kevin raped me, defiled me, so that I could not return to Don when he wanted me to.  We were working our way back together until Kevin raped me.  I told him Kevin raped me.  At first he thought I meant Kevin my brother in law!  I said NO not Kevin! Kevin my Ethics professor.  And that was the end of that for Don & I.  His friend Lawrence was fixing him up with other women and I’d been defiled in the PsyOp.  Sure it makes me sad that Don moved on.  He said we were forever.  I haven’t been with anyone since. Rape is not a relationship.  Rape is not being with someone else. Rape is rape.  Its not sex.  Its about control, and Kevin even now is trying to control me.  But he cannot have a real relationship.  He doesn’t know how.  I do.  I’ve had one.  So if he pretends to the people, to the Lonely Hearts Club magistrate, to John Kahler, to whomever, that when his war is over he’ll be coming home….it won’t be to here.  Its not like I’m going to say hey you stupid bitch Gordon you can have him. Its like I’m saying you’re kidding me? The dude doesn’t even exist.  To wit a few years ago I told Carolyn Averso or her sister that I’m writing a book called The Man Who Doesn’t Exist….and that is Kevin.  Everyone thinks he exists, but he doesn’t.  So no I don’t expect him to show up.  He doesn’t even exist.  He doesn’t even know who he is, himself.  He’s a PsyOp.  He fucked me over. He’s fucked over a lot of women. Some men too.  When he was screaming on top of me that I am toxic, then that he is toxic, then that we both are toxic, in reality HE was the only one toxic.  I was there.  He was not.  Not my fault.  I’m tired of carrying the load for someone who doesn’t even exist.

I’ve kept myself sane because I’ve known what is real and what is not real.

I Thank The Lord For The People I Have Found…

And now I know
Spanish Harlem are not just pretty words to say
I thought I knew
But now I know that rose trees never grow
In New York City
Until you’ve seen this trash can dream come true
You stand at the edge while people run you through
And I thank the Lord
There’s people out there like you
I thank the Lord there’s people out there like you
While Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters
Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers
Turn around and say good morning to the night
For unless they see the sky
But they can’t and that is why
They know not if it’s dark outside or light
This Broadway’s got
It’s got a lot of songs to sing
If I knew the tunes I might join in
I’ll go my way alone
Grow my own, my own seeds shall be sown, in New York City
Subway’s no way for a good man to go down
Rich man can ride and the hobo he can drown
And I thank the Lord for the people I have found
I thank the Lord for the people I have found
While Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters
Sons of BANKERS, sons of LAWYERS
Turn around and say good morning to the night
For unless they see the sky
But they can’t and that is why
They know not if it’s dark outside or light
And now I know
Spanish Harlem are not just pretty words to say
I thought I knew
But now I know that rose trees never grow
In New York City
Subway’s no way for a good man to go down
Rich man can ride and the hobo he can drown
And I thank the Lord for the people I have found
I thank the Lord for the people I have found
While Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters
Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers
Turn around and say good morning to the night
For unless they see the sky
But they can’t and that is why
They know not if it’s dark outside or light
They know not if it’s dark outside or light
 Bernie Taupin and Elton John

Is My Mind Blown?

No.  My mind was blown when the phucking doctor dumped his psych drugs into me, then added Ambien that cost me over 12 days without sleep, and then threw me under the bus.  I do keep going back to that because that is when my mind was blown.  And then came psycho the we know what…..seems there’s still some reconciliation to be done with all of this.  Hopefully before we all die.  And then there was the Lorazepam.

From What I’m Hearing More Women Are Gathering Data

I said on this blog that this will not be the end of it and Attorney Rhodes got his knickers all in a knot.  There are two things about this.

First of all I have a right to speak my truth when it is NOT DEFAMATION.  And it is not. I’m so glad Dave challenged me to “prove it.”  Wow, what a friend!  He came along just in time!

Second of all, the fact that there is many women out there ready to blow the lid off some things is NOT my fault.  I’m sure this has been coming down the tracks for a long, long time.  Way before what he did to me.

Oh, and there is a third thing.  Making me the example is going to be a big fail.  Because a lot of people see how nice I am, and they do not like what is being done to me by these deviated slime “attorneys.”

Let’s Look At The Timeline Of The CPO in Seneca County Courts

After providing this information, I’ll give to you the Victim’s Rights, as they are stated to be in Ohio.

According to the Magistrate Lonely Heart’s Club Gordon:

 

In real life:

#4. On May 18 John Kahler filed an appearance of counsel.  Oh, wait! I never received that, and according to Faith at Victim’s Assistance, where all of my mail was to go to be recorded in a journal then forwarded to me, they never received that from John Kahler’s office.  Yet there’s a certificate of service signed by John Kahler.

 

At the hearing John Kahler feigned upset that he’d only just that moment been handed my response to a Motion to Dismiss I’d received through Victim’s Assistance with no known file date.   The magistrate asked me why I had sent my response to someone besides John Kahler.  I did not know and told her I would have sent the response to whomever was the attorney of record according to my files, and that to find that I’d have to dig through all the papers to see.  Its my opinion right there the Magistrate should have asked me to take the time to do that.  Instead she looked at Kahler who rolled his eyes and we moved on.    Here is the reason I sent the response to someone else.  This is what I’d received for my file.  I remember now that I wondered about who John Kahler was filing the Motion but thought maybe he worked in collaboration with the attorney of record or that they worked in the same firm, but I sent my response to the attorney of record that was delivered to me on May 23, 2018.

 

Legal Aid told me I needed to comply with rule 12B to respond in time or the ruling would go in the favor of Respondent.  I called the court to ask when the Motion To Dismiss had been filed  because the copy I was sent was not file stamped, but said it was signed on May 22.  The Clerk did not seem sure.  I was told by the Clerk it was either May 22 or May 23, which gave me until around June 11th to respond.  I assumed worst case it was filed on May 22.  By the way, I didn’t actually receive the Motion until June 5th.

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Quickly pulling things together I prepared, and went over with Legal Aid that affirmed what I was providing would allow the court to take jurisdiction over protecting me and I filed that on the afternoon of June 8th.

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Considering there was already a Response and Motion on the table by Respondent filed, according to Magistrate Gordon, on May 22 and because rule 12B allows for me to respond to that by a certain date or lose, what would be correct would be for the Magistrate to not rule any further until receiving my response.

At this point I want the reader to consider two things.  One thing is that there is conflicting information left on the table by the Magistrate about who exactly would be the attorney of record.  Technically I’d say it must be John Kahler, except that he never gave service to me that he was, which IS weird.

The other thing the reader needs to understand is that the Respondent in this matter has been inside of my computer with hackers and probably himself, too, and there is evidence of that which the Seattle court has and one and maybe two witnesses to the fact.  Its been my contention that the Respondents (which my Motion brought Goldhammer into the matter too and she was on the phone during the hearing as well) have been befriending my social media friends and have been harassing me there for years.  Anyone who wants to know understands that these Respondents operate “a national firm of professional mediators and negotiaters who use psychology, game theory math, discourse analysis, law, and other sciences.”   Additionally they have said on their own blog that they have access to private investigators and many other “professionals” who can find anyone, anywhere, and that there is nowhere to hide from them.  Therefore, its safe to say that they have been in my computer all along, but definitely around December 17, 2017, and surely so were their attorney’s at least post March 29 accessing my social media through my computer.  There are trojans that can operate as my keyboard, and that was going on, and I’ve been reporting it to friends and on my blog.  So, as it goes, they know every move I make and have even been altering things to create their own “evidence.”  That’s a felony.  Many felonies are occurring in this matter against me.

But let’s move on leaving it with this…there is no doubt they knew what my Response said.  It was 8 pages + 27 pages of exhibits and evidence supporting why the hearing should not be dismissed.  As I said, Legal Aid affirmed what was in my Response was enough to allow the court jurisdiction.   With the evidence there were paid by Respondents hackers inside my computer, that would be the ONLY reason they needed to file the barfucation.  After all, they’d already filed their Motion to Dismiss, to what else did they need, except they knew they had to cut off my own Response and the Magistrate who was swooning at the hearing of Dooooocter Boileau’s PhD was more than happy to sign the barfocation to put me down.

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  1. A national firm of professionals
  2. A barfucation filed before I’ve even responded to the Motion to Dismiss
  3. A group of their hackers in my computer reading everything

    Oh! And attached to the barfocation was this, which is being said to have come from my blog which upset Faith at the Victim’s Assistance Program, although right now she’s saying she knew nothing about it.  Sorry, but I’ve already spoken to Lydia who said they had every right to speak with Respondent if he’s a victim, even if he is out of State. But I’ll let Faith slide because I know how he can give ladies good phone sex with the knowledge the VAP has been straightened out.  There is TONS of “evidence” like this, too, in Seattle.   None of it complies with the minimum standards of what is considered legal allowable social media evidence.  IMG_8884.jpgNow, when you go back to read pitiful Magistrate Gordon’s order what you’ll see there is that she mentions that she’d signed the barfocation on June 7, (before my time to respond had elapsed and before  my Response was filed on June 8.)  She also mentions in her chronological order #7 that I’d filed my Response on June 8th.   Then she goes on with #8, 9, 10, 11, and her conclusions of law as she’s wetting her panties over Dr. Boileau and his PhD.    Tomorrow I hope to provide excerpts from the transcripts.   As it is, I am able to file an objection requesting the Judge to review Magistrate Gordon’s work.  However, I need to provide the transcripts and I cannot provide them through my own transcribing.  I must provide them transcribed by a professional within 30 days of providing my objection and request to review to Judge Kelbley,   I doubt I’ll be able to do that.  That said, I find it more worthwhile objecting to them the way that I do right here, for y’all to read their lying , manipulative bullshit.  SOON WE WILL LOOK AT THOSE TRANSCRIPTS AND ALSO VICTIM”S RIGHTS AS THEY ARE STATED TO BE IN OHIO.

The Idea That An Attorney Or A Judge Can Order Me To Not Say Publicly On The Internet The Name Of The Man Who Raped Me

even while the preponderance of evidence shows that he did the judge pretends that the bullshit protection order takes away all of my rights to speak. She is wrong but she gave them carte blanche to do whatever they want to taking down the last 8 years of my life that have kept me alive and with people when my physical life was made isolated by these corrupted people.  I could be wrong but I think they are on a slippery slope.  23,000 views have seen this, and I have put all of the names of the ones who have done this to me out here for everyone to know.  I’ve not defamed anyone.  I’ve just given my own narrative on the facts as they are.  Tomorrow I will have the transcripts from the hearing on June 21 and I’ll be posting excerpts for you to decide what was just and what was not.  Either way, I’m allowed my own perspective.   Then when the transcripts arrive from the June 22 hearing I will post excerpts here.  As time allows hopefully I’ll have the transcripts from the hearing with Judge Kato and Judge Finkle too.  Judge Rosen’s have been destroyed.  I’ve been told the entire 115-01115 transcripts of the hearings are available.

A while back I was told they would come to me, they haven’t yet.  The judge told the court on June 22 to send them to me.  So far its been a no go.  Funny how things don’t show up, take forever or just disappear.

Well, anyway, I wonder what y’all think of that we can’t tell the facts on social media when we have them to show?  I, for one, am glad my friend Dave challenged me in February to “prove it” causing me to start gathering the facts. Wow, that was in the knick of time.

Later I’ll put a Survey Monkey here, or I’ll put it on another blog if this one is taken down, to gather a few votes on what y’all think of our rights to tell our stories when they are provable to be erased by corruption and lies?

Wow! Everybody Is Getting MAD About The Attorneys!

Don’t shoot the messenger!  I know psych the we know whose attorneys are trying to get me shot, but please! I’m just doing the reporting!  Wow!  Everyone is getting M A D!  We’re watching live Israel not building up Palestine.  We’re watching our country collapsing.  We’re watching Syria and all of that mess, and all everyone else can do is bitch that Trump didn’t curtsy to the Queen of England.  Seriously?  Wow!  Anyway, I think what we have here is a revolution.  Yep, its a revolution alright, and its not going to be the same because the attorneys are going to lose. The judges who have not been upholding our rights are going to lose.  And when all of their security walks off the jobs because they are set free too, there is going to be nobody there to protect them from all of their lies.  No, when psycho comes to Ohio I don’t want to see him.  Yes, you can call me crazy.  I don’t care.  You have done to you what has been done to me and you’d be crazy too. Oh, except I’ve got psychiatric reports that show the whole transition from psych drugs until now.  No, I’m crazy. Crazy from the emotional trauma, but not crazy the way they want to pretend. They are the ones who are crazy for their money, their power and their ego.  They think they are protected and sure the Treasury thinks they are so smart.  Well they aren’t so smart after all.  Oh, when they think their laws are protecting them anything can happen.

So when the government employees and public servants think they are so smug in the lying and cheating, and that all of their benefits of corruption are  safe they can think about this…..

“On this day, July 11, in 1804, Aaron Burr fatally shot Alexander Hamilton in a duel. Every time someone tells you this is the least civil time in American politics, remind them that the Vice President of the United States once shot and killed the former Secretary of the Treasury.”

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