Wednesday, December 3rd, 2014   4:36pm
UPDATE-9
Hi All!
     I've just gotten back from my Disability hearing.  I'd gotten a new lawyer, this time around.  John O'Neil from Rochester, NY, he's done over 2000 of these kinds of cases.  First order of business, was judge John C. Litchak reading me the riot act, for not giving them my current address in Watertown.    "It's YOUR responsibility to report to us ANY changes in your situation!"  And I *did*!  That's why YOUR mail comes directly to MY address, I said.  ""The post office is forwarding it," he says.  But it's NOT.  It comes straight here and addressed specifically to my current address, because I always do what I'm responsible for.  At his point, I need to tell you that I try NOT to mention any of YOUR names in these, to keep you out of unnecessary trouble.  I'll mention the names of all the people and such that are involved in these cases, to document for posterity, exactly who has been involved and how, in persecuting "targeted individuals" (that being myself, in this case).  However, ALL I really need to do, to be into ANY kind of trouble at all, is wake up in the morning.  I'm wondering why this fool is going through so much trouble, to make things sound like they're all MY fault.  But I digress.
     Some of you may remember my tirade, last Summer, about me showing up early, as asked by my *then* lawyer, for my last hearing on August 1st.  Only nobody else showed up, and nobody came for me as I was thoroughly checked in with the guards in the Social Security office waiting room (in Watertown, NY) for three hours waiting for my televised hearing.  Apparently, they had the hearing *without me* in Syracuse, NY.  Is that kind of crap even LEGAL?   According to my present lawyer:  The LAW states clearly, that if I am found by the court as not able to return to any of the last three jobs I had in the last 15 years, that I am "disabled" and should be collecting my due.  The "vocational expert", Linda Voss, at THAT hearing declared from what medical transcripts they could get on me, that I could no longer do any of those jobs, but that I could work as a cashier, check out person, or some such thing.  My lawyer said that he couldn't understand why they were jerking me around so much like this.  Technically:  I should have been getting paid as of last August.  HIS WORDS.  But I had no idea of how to tell him that for very good reasons:  I am a "targeted individual" and ANY low down, back stabbing, dirty dealing, rat bastard tactic that Uncle Sam can pull with ANYONE, to make my life a hell-on-earth, they will do.  And in my 61 years as "government property", that has NEVER failed to be true.  
     My friend here, Sheri, could tell you a whole laundry list of ridiculousness that held me up, every step of the way to this point.  She's even been reprimanded by Social Services, for rescuing me off the streets, when my family allowed me to be evicted!  REALLY!  That's why I'm careful not to mention any of your names, who have done so much to help me.  It's really hard to believe, how consistently this happens.  ANY agency that is government funded or part of the machine, will stop dead in its tracks the moment my name even comes up, and no matter how hard I try to cover EVERY base, there will be some lame-assed excuse as to why I fail to qualify for any kind of help. Even if they have to make something up.  But, It's not JUST me, is it?  They make up lame-assed excuses for a whole host of dirty dealings that THEY perpetrate all of the time, and they expect the common riff-raff to swallow it all whole!
     So, we have this hearing, and the judge wants an update on how I'm doing.  I'm taking larger insulin doses, more drugs, some for neuropathy pains, anti-seizure medicine (and I was having a VERY bad day with those today), and my heart is raising hell and causing my feet and ankles to swell up like basket balls.  So, the "vocational expert" updates her recommendations, and says I can't be a check out clerk, but I could be a chapperone under some of the NYS guidelines.  I can see THAT happening:  "Go ahead kids, and rut like weasels!  The old man won't wake up until after midnight; he just ate a turkey sandwich."  My lawyer argues that if I can't do the work I have for the last 15 years, before my disability, that I qualify as "disabled".  The judge tells him that he'd rather wait until he has the "vocational expert's" ammended report in his hands first.  We heard her testimony, and she was cross examined by my new lawyer.  I can't see what the judge expects, waiting for an ammeded vocational report:  Because legally speaking: I qualified even with only a FEW of my  case points, mentioned last August, before the extra time that I was kept waiting rendered me even WORSE!  So, the lawyer thinks it's all "in the bag".  He says, to call HIM and NOT the Eric Shore associates (BTW- they're the ones advertising for SSI DIsability benefits here on Fartbook), if I get any kind of "denial" again on this.  "The LAW, is the LAW!" he says.  But it NEVER was for me.  I've been subject to the very worst miscarriages of "law" and human rights, since the day I was born.  We'll see in about 60 days.  
     Either way:  I'll never see a dime of the "back pay" that they've  owed me for all of this time.  The lawyers get 25% off the top of that, and Social Services get all of the rest of that for my present "temporary emergency housing", Medicaid and Food Stamps.  They only promise not to touch my regular monthly checks after that.  However, the IRS *can* take even that, if they find cause to do so.  I don't owe them "doodly squat", but for someone like me:  That doesn't mean a damned thing.  We'll see what kind of crap floats to the surface next.  It always does.
     On an MK Ultra side note:  Today, on FOX radio news:  They reported that about 100 human brains have been STOLEN from some facility.  It HAS a connection to many of the things that I've shared with you all.  Particularly, my MRIs and such.  I've also shared the MKULTRA Hearing transcripts, how Richard Helms had destroyed nearly ALL of our records, to keep any PROOF of what we've been through, from ever reaching a courtroom back in 1973.  My lawyer and I were discussing the problems getting my medical records for this travesty of a courtroom, and the quirky neurologist report that mentions ONLY what is NOT on my MRIs.  Mr. O'Neil, my lawyer says:  "We didn't see any pictures, and I couldn't read one anyway, but they're looking for "white spots" on your MRIs.  Right?"  Man!  Were there EVER some crazy "white spots" on my MRIs!  There's shit in there that NOBODY would believe if they saw it!  Now.... about those missing human brains...  One of those brains was noted by FOX News, to be the brain of the Texas A&M shooter, Charles Whitman.  
    For a history review as to how this all ties in:  He was one of the first MK Ultra conditioned shooters used in the early 1960s.  He was programmed and trained as a sniper, to get up into a tower, shoot one or more "specific" targets on that campus, and then shoot some more random people and then, take his own life, or "suicide by cop" afterwards.  This conveniently rendered the whole story to be "random violence", rather than an "assassination" or a "hit" by the CIA.  For all of the history of murderin' bastards that we've had in this country; before this time, nobody has heard of any of them just waking up one morning and going out and killing innocent people in a crowd, just for some strange reasons, like "voices in their heads" or some such insanity.  It's not as if there was any lack of batshit crazy, murdering fools way back then either.  This model of assassinations, has been carried out many times ever since this program came into being, via the drugs, hypnosis and conditioning of any of the 150 programs coming under the MK Ultra umbrella.  These are what we refer to as "the throw-aways", disposable, one-time use assassins.  And hardly a month goes by now, that it doesn't happen, time, time and again.  And nearly ALL of them can be tied to some specific doctors, clinics or military bases, that has some form of CIA/MK Ultra funding.
     Duncan O'Finioan and myself, have both shared our MRIs that show implants that shouldn't even have existed as technology in our times.  Certainly NOT if you believe all of the propaganda that is commonly taught to everyone of us in this MK'd culture!  Just to avoid the same old "Photoshop" ploys that the shills love to shout about:  I had actually sent out copies of the actual hospital CDROM of my complete MRI series, to anybody and everybody who would  look at them and keep the copies safe.  Beyond any doubting:  There's REALLY advanced hardware, not just sitting on the surface of my brain; but DEEP within it, in places they say they can't even safely operate in!  As hard as they tried to keep those pictures from me and my lawyers:  It took me MONTHS, and I GOT my proof and I made it public that such things, indeed DO happen to MK Ultras (and any number of other kinds of abductees to Black government projects).  So, if there was another human brain, that someone could just take apart to get at that kind of "hardware", it was Charles Whitman's.  And it just suddenly went missing with dozens of others.  How convenient!
     Back to my own "bag of snakes" here:  I FULLY checked out my laptop for viruses or problems that would slow it down so much that I can't even stream videos on YouTube or load certain pages before "timing out".  Nothing.  Nada.  Nichts.  Nyet.  Nuh-uh.  Everything is up-to-date and working at full capacity on my machine.  All of this problematic horse pucky is happening at quite another level of outside interference, and guess who would be responsible for that!  
     But I can still communicate as fast as I can type, and my phone gets 250 free minutes a month, because of the dire situation I've been kept in the past couple years.  I *had* 1285 minutes left from your donations of minutes, to talk and do shows... yesterday!  Today:  I had only 250 minutes for this month.  Apparently, they have some kind of policy (it figures) that if I carry over any minutes more than a couple months:  THEY get to keep the leftover minutes/money, and I just get to keep my 250 minutes.  So, I have a show with Mona Radler, around noon this Friday, and after that, I'll have about 100 minutes left over this month, for medical or legal calls.  Not a real problem, as long as I don't do any more shows this December.  I don't really use all that many minutes of phone time beyond the interviews.  But, my point is:  That this whole filthy, low down, back stabbing, rat bastard, dirty dealing business in America is nothing more than a den of lying, murdering thieving bastards, ripping off everyone below their pay grades with impugnity.  If "we the people" did ANY of this shit, we'd be stamping license plates, wearing crotch binding, tangerene orange jumpsuits in a for profit American prison!
     Some folks will figure that it's exciting to be a first generation MK Ultra master assassin.  It was, and it still is.  It's about as "exciting" as it was for the prophet Daniel, to spend the night in a den of lions with his lucky porkchop tied firmly around his neck.  I phrase it that way because Lord and Lady DO deliver their faithful souls.  The fact that I'm still breathing, and had so much significant help from perfect strangers attests to this fact.  Fact is, I could die of a heart attack in my sleep tonight.  Everything is there, in place to make that happen.  But it probably won't happen at all.   At least until I say the thing, that someone out there, needs to hear to wake them up, and change the way they see this world.  I wish I knew exactly what that was, and who that person is.  I'd tell them, and get this dog and pony show over, collect my Purple Hearts, go "home" to my ancestors, and quit this war for a long while.  I'm tired and disgusted with living in this cesspool of a world paradigm.  It makes EVERYTHING smell like shit. 
     People, all over the world are arguing and killing each other, over how "the other guys" stink up their world.  But we're ALL swimming in a cesspool, and though SOME of us are taller, and stand a little further above the sewage than other poor souls who are barely breaking the surface for air:  NOBODY gets away without the stink of this shit permeating every aspect of their lives.  We shouldn't be fighting, but helping each other stay above the sewage level and doing everything we can t stop the flow.  Much the same way as some of you have been helping ME.  I can't put it properly into words, how much I appreciate you all.  I'd do the same for you, if I had the opportunity.  I figure that I *owe* you (not any other sick demi-gods) and my Father and Mother and all of my fellow siblings, to keep on fighting, and calling the plays as I see them.  As long as my heart is beating, I'm in this battle from my very first breath and to the very end.  If I wasn't hurting them, they'd forget all about me, and my life would be a LOT easier.  I hope to raise a whole army, a family of "light warriors" to counter every aspect of their darkness, until they have no mansions to hide in anymore.  It's amazing that I can still "hope" anymore.  It's the "good souls" in this hellish world that give me that hope.