Welcome back 212.74.97.195 – have a nice Christmas?

My stalker is back. I get visits from the IP address 212.74.97.195, which is a known police address, several times a day. It looks like they are back from their Christmas holidays.

This is a sample of my logs for this site:

Date and Time IP Address IP Address Label Page Title
30/12/2009 08:48 212.74.97.195 Police? FTAC Watch: Somebody's Watching Me
30/12/2009 08:47 212.74.97.195 Police? FTAC Watch: MP’s live in luxury while their victims live in squalor
30/12/2009 08:47 212.74.97.195 Police? FTAC Watch: My last attempt at BEGGING for help
30/12/2009 08:46 212.74.97.195 Police? FTAC Watch: Somebody's Watching Me
29/12/2009 16:08 212.74.97.195 Police? FTAC Watch: Open letter to Gordon Brown, David Cameron and George Galloway
29/12/2009 16:06 212.74.97.195 Police? FTAC Watch: November 2009
29/12/2009 16:04 212.74.97.195 Police? FTAC Watch: My last attempt at BEGGING for help
29/12/2009 16:04 212.74.97.195 Police? FTAC Watch: Updates on suicidal thoughts
29/12/2009 16:02 212.74.97.195 Police? FTAC Watch: Somebody's Watching Me
24/12/2009 13:25 212.74.97.195 Police? FTAC Watch: November 2009
24/12/2009 13:25 212.74.97.195 Police? FTAC Watch: September 2009
24/12/2009 13:24 212.74.97.195 Police? FTAC Watch: October 2009
24/12/2009 13:24 212.74.97.195 Police? FTAC Watch: August 2009
24/12/2009 13:22 212.74.97.195 Police? FTAC Watch: July 2009
24/12/2009 13:21 212.74.97.195 Police? FTAC Watch: June 2009
24/12/2009 13:20 212.74.97.195 Police? FTAC Watch: Updates on suicidal thoughts
24/12/2009 12:43 212.74.97.195 Police? FTAC Watch: Somebody's Watching Me
24/12/2009 08:07 212.74.97.195 Police? FTAC Watch: The IPCC back the fascists once again
24/12/2009 08:05 212.74.97.195 Police? FTAC Watch: My last attempt at BEGGING for help
24/12/2009 08:05 212.74.97.195 Police? FTAC Watch: December 2009
24/12/2009 08:05 212.74.97.195 Police? FTAC Watch: August 2009
24/12/2009 08:00 212.74.97.195 Police? FTAC Watch: September 2009
24/12/2009 08:00 212.74.97.195 Police? FTAC Watch: August 2009
24/12/2009 07:59 212.74.97.195 Police? FTAC Watch: July 2009
24/12/2009 07:59 212.74.97.195 Police? FTAC Watch: June 2009
24/12/2009 07:56 212.74.97.195 Police? FTAC Watch: Updates on suicidal thoughts
24/12/2009 07:56 212.74.97.195 Police? FTAC Watch: Somebody's Watching Me
24/12/2009 07:56 212.74.97.195 Police? FTAC Watch
24/12/2009 07:53 212.74.97.195 Police? FTAC Watch: Somebody's Watching Me
24/12/2009 03:35 212.74.97.195 Police? FTAC Watch: Somebody's Watching Me
24/12/2009 03:35 212.74.97.195 Police? FTAC Watch: Somebody's Watching Me
24/12/2009 03:34 212.74.97.195 Police? FTAC Watch: Somebody's Watching Me
24/12/2009 02:13 212.74.97.195 Police? FTAC Watch: Updates on suicidal thoughts
24/12/2009 02:11 212.74.97.195 Police? FTAC Watch: The IPCC back the fascists once again
24/12/2009 02:10 212.74.97.195 Police? FTAC Watch: MP’s live in luxury while their victims live in squalor
24/12/2009 02:04 212.74.97.195 Police? FTAC Watch: My last attempt at BEGGING for help
24/12/2009 02:04 212.74.97.195 Police? FTAC Watch: Somebody's Watching Me
24/12/2009 02:04 212.74.97.195 Police? FTAC Watch: Somebody's Watching Me
24/12/2009 01:59 212.74.97.195 Police? FTAC Watch: Somebody's Watching Me
23/12/2009 13:43 212.74.97.211 Police? FTAC Watch: November 2009
23/12/2009 13:43 212.74.97.211 Police? FTAC Watch: Updates on suicidal thoughts
23/12/2009 13:41 212.74.97.211 Police? FTAC Watch: The IPCC back the fascists once again
23/12/2009 13:41 212.74.97.211 Police? FTAC Watch: Somebody's Watching Me
23/12/2009 13:36 212.74.97.211 Police? FTAC Watch: Somebody's Watching Me
23/12/2009 13:36 212.74.97.211 Police? FTAC Watch: Updates on suicidal thoughts
23/12/2009 13:36 212.74.97.211 Police? FTAC Watch: Somebody's Watching Me
23/12/2009 13:34 212.74.97.211 Police? FTAC Watch: My last attempt at BEGGING for help
23/12/2009 13:33 212.74.97.211 Police? FTAC Watch: Somebody's Watching Me
23/12/2009 13:32 212.74.97.211 Police? FTAC Watch: Somebody's Watching Me
23/12/2009 13:30 212.74.97.211 Police? FTAC Watch: Updates on suicidal thoughts
23/12/2009 13:30 212.74.97.211 Police? FTAC Watch: Somebody's Watching Me
23/12/2009 13:28 212.74.97.211 Police? FTAC Watch: Somebody's Watching Me
23/12/2009 12:42 212.74.97.195 Police? FTAC Watch: Somebody's Watching Me
23/12/2009 12:42 212.74.97.195 Police? FTAC Watch: Somebody's Watching Me
23/12/2009 12:41 212.74.97.195 Police? FTAC Watch: Somebody's Watching Me
23/12/2009 12:40 212.74.97.195 Police? FTAC Watch: My last attempt at BEGGING for help
23/12/2009 12:40 212.74.97.195 Police? FTAC Watch: Somebody's Watching Me

However, this all started from my personal site which was getting similar visits even though there is little content. These visits were happening several times a day, for days in a row. I have put in redirects for these addresses to some abuse sites. Later I changed it to here.

Here is an open letter to the police:

Dear Plod,

I see that you are back to monitoring my websites. Did you have a nice Christmas? How was your dinner? Of course, I did not have anything because your masters have decreed that I cannot have the means to cook a proper meal.

Rather than constantly searching through my web sites for something you can use to twist into a reason to once again abduct me from my home and abuse me in a mental ward, how about talking to me directly? I will tell you all about it. You won’t like my answers because I can prove that everything I have said is true. Get in touch; you know how. No visits to my home, please.

As always: All I ever wanted to do was to earn a living in peace.

I know I won’t get any response from the police because they will have to admit the lies they have told and acknowledge the abuse I suffered at the hands of ‘doctor’ Ferdinand Jonsson of Mile End Hospital. Their masters in government won’t allow it either as I can show that they are responsible for my situation and all I am is a totally innocent, drive-by victim of their traitorous policies.

Somebody's Watching Me

Nobody will be surprised to hear that my desperate pleas have yielded no results whatsoever. Actually, that is not entirely true. I have been awarded the pleasure of extra attention from the police.

The thing is that they are looking at the wrong website! Rather that looking here, they are looking at my personal website. I only use the domain name for e-mail and the website has no meaningful content at all and gets very few hits; until last week. All of a sudden I have been getting hits and the visitor scans through all four pages. They then revisit the following day and the day after that. Checking on the IP Address shows with a bit of digging that it belongs to the police.

Just what they think they are going to achieve I don’t know. They won’t find any evidence there to justify abducting and imprisoning me again. Are they trying to ‘send me a message’ that they a watching me? Maybe, but this form of harassment is a bit too subtle for the police. I believe they are repeatedly looking there because they have been given the wrong address and are too stupid to realise it.

On Friday I put a redirect on the site to send them elsewhere. Initially I sent them to the metropolitan police website. This didn’t stop them so on Saturday I changed it to this internet ledged. If they continue this week I feel a goatse coming on.

Here is a radical idea for you Mr. Plod, have you ever thought about getting someone to talk to me sensibly? I mean without abducting me from my home, throwing me into a mental hospital where and I can be abused and tortured, and continuously lie about everything? Somehow I don’t think you will do that as that might mean that everything I said about being an innocent victim of government policy will be proved to be correct and your masters will not allow that.

As always: All I ever wanted to do was to earn a living in peace.

Update: So far today (Tuesday) I've had over six attempted visits from the 212.74.97 addresses which are used by the police. So I have redirected the whole of the range off to a goatse.

Update II: Visits have continued. I hope they like what they get! They are even trying to use TOR now. A new visitor has been from in.parliament.uk (194.60.38.10). So I have put a redirect to here.

My last attempt at BEGGING for help

I know that I am wasting my time with this, but hey, it’s a dull, cold Friday morning and it’s not as if there is much else I can do. I would far rather be earning a living, but I am excluded from such things.

To:
coopery@parliament.uk
mayt@parliament.uk
ministers@dwp.gsi.gov.uk
CC:
jimknightmp@parliament.uk
eaglea@parliament.uk
goodmanh@parliament.uk
shawj@parliament.uk
clappisonj@parliament.uk
harperm@parliament.uk
watersonn@parliament.uk

The revelation of the latest MP’s expense claims led me to make a post on my blog contrasting how I have to live. On the one hand we have Jacqui Smith claiming £611 for a bed, but I sleep on a mattress that I found in the street. Kitty Ussher claims £16,000 for a kitchen and I don’t even have a cooker.

I don’t want to be ‘given’ anything; I want my life back so I can provide for myself. My life was stolen from me back in 2003 as a result of the government flooding the market for my IT skills with cheap foreign imports on fraudulent work permits. It has led to me becoming bankrupt, homeless and has destroyed my mental and physical health.

Since then I have been desperate to return to work, but every time I have BEGGED the DWP for help it has been refused. All my protests have achieved is to have the Fixated Threat Assessment Centre (FTAC) ordering my political detention thereby inflicting more injury. The damage has grown exponentially and now there is very little chance of me ever working again.

Please let me make one last attempt at BEGGING you to help me.

As I wrote above, the damage that has been done is severe, it will take a lot to repair. For that reason it is not appropriate for my case to be handled locally; it will require ministerial action both the home office, the department of health and the department of work and pensions.

Allowing me to work will also create employment for others and bring in much needed revenue. Which is far better for everyone than the current policy of keeping me in poverty so that incompetence and corruption can be covered up.

I am not a lunatic, a criminal, or a terrorist; all I ever wanted to do is earn a living in peace.

Let us see if I get a response from any of them. I won’t hold my breath.

MP’s live in luxury while their victims live in squalor

I was just about to make a post over at Guido’s blog regarding MP’s expense claims and how I have nothing when I thought I would make a blog post myself documenting just how badly I live. I apologise for the quality of the photographs; my camera, like its owner, is old, decrepit, and not long for this world.

This is my bedroom.

Jacqui Smith claims £611 for another bed and mattress. Well, I don’t have a bed at all. I sleep on a mattress that I luckily found in the street outside. Prior to that, I had to make do with a cheap inflatable one that I bought from Argos. The chair is one of two I found outside too. When I found then they were covered in grime from being left on someone’s patio for years. They’ve cleaned up a treat. The curtains/blinds are by the Financial Times (my favourite newspaper). It was a hell of a struggle cleaning the walls, but I did manage to get most of the graffiti off; however, if you can still see the marks and indentations in the plaster work.

This is the kitchen

When the council made their half arsed attempt to renovate this flat they did update the kitchen, but made a bit of a hash about it. However, what is important here is not the state of the kitchen, but what is not in it. The only means of cooking food is the steamer I bought. I do not have any thing else. I don’t have a fridge, or anything else.

This is my main room

It is where I spend the most time. Again the thing to be noted is the complete absence of anything.

When I was imprisoned at the hands of ‘doctor’ Ferdinand Jonsson at Mile End hospital, I was occasionally allowed to return home for an hour. Everyone that accompanied me was shocked at the conditions that I have to live under. My flat was officially noted in my file as being ‘uninhabitable’. Jonsson (even though he had never seen the flat) tried to use the fact that I was living in extremely poor conditions as evidence that I was psychotic. I suppose the reasoning went along the lines that only loonies would choose to live like that or that I was too feeble minded to live any better. It was also noted in my file that I should be helped. However, once I managed to win my freedom at a tribunal, I was refused any help.

I don’t want to be ‘given’ anything. The thing is that I should never been here and certainly not under these conditions. If the government had not stolen my livelihood I would have been living in my own property and with possessions that I have been paid for out of my own earnings.

I was not without skills. I do not have any drug or alcohol problems. I have not suffered sudden mental retardation (yes, Jonsson tried to use that one too!) I have done nothing wrong. Yet the government seeks to blame me for what happened when all along it was just that I was an innocent bystander victim of their drive-by policies.

As always: All I ever wanted to do is earn a living in peace.

The IPCC back the fascists once again

I got the results of my appeal to the decision by the IPCC about my detention this morning. Nobody will be surprised to hear that it was not upheld. The case work manager was Matthew Ward (Telephone: 0207 166 3131, email: matthew.ward@ipcc.gsi.gov.uk).

The policemen, PC Blears and PC Nash that arrested me claim to have never entered my flat and that I was detained in the common areas. This is a total lie. I was inside my home when six or more policemen came banging on my front door demanding to be let in. One was carrying a metal rod that he was handling in a way that indicated that he was preparing to beat me. When I challenged that officer about it he said that they were told that I was armed. I was ‘requested’ to go with them, but I said no. After a frank exchange of views the police officer, PC Blears, said that they could get an order to remove me. I invited them to leave and to do just that. In response, PC Blears said, “No, I’m going to arrest you for breach of the peace” and took me by the arm. I was not allowed to do anything apart from put on my shoes, and pick up my coat and keys. I was allowed to look my front door, but to make the flat secure such as switching off the central heating, lock the back door, or switch off electrical equipment like the coffee machine and computer. Once outside the building (not in the communal area as claimed), PC Blears said, “You are now no longer under arrest for breach of the peace, but I am detaining you under section 136 of the mental health act.

It make no sense to suggest that I was outside my flat, dressed in clothes that I used when doing the housework and only possessing my house keys. It is a total fabrication by the police.

The IPCC’s investigation was a total whitewash. For ages they would not investigate anyway. When they did, the policeman obviously lied and they just accepted it. The appeals process was nonsense too. Firstly, they delayed doing anything for ages, then without thinking rationally, accepted the original findings without question.

What this shows is that the police can just come to your home and abduct you without any proper legal process, lie about what they did, and there is no way that the IPCC will consider anything other than the police side of the story. This is the fascist police state that New Labour has created in the UK in action.

Updates on suicidal thoughts

Several readers of this blog have e-mailed to urge me to reconsider terminating my existence this month. Although I appreciate their concern and I have no real wish to die, none of them have made a good case for me not to go ahead with it. Some have said that worse things have happened to others, which is true, but unhelpful. The ‘something will turn up’ argument is totally without merit as given the dire economic condition that this evil and incompetent government has put us into there is no doubt that my already low income from benefits will be under threat.

One reader did get my attention when they sent me a link to a story about a young mother, Christelle Pardo, and her baby son, Kayjah, died when she was driven to jump out of window by the DWP. Caseworkers at the DWP will do anything to reduce the claimant count and they know that driving the claimant to kill themselves is a very good way to close a case and avoid any appeals. They also know that they can get away with a murder like this without any fear of being held accountable. As my emailer says,” they want you to kill yourself. Nobody will give a damn about you”

One of the major things that made me want to end it all is the continuous feeling of frustration I have as I consider all the things that I know I am capable of achieving but have been permanently denied. I have always wanted to create; that is why I refer to my death as termination rather than destruction (a concept that appeared to be beyond the comprehension of the staff in the hospital I was imprisoned in). Maybe I should marshal my thoughts into a new direction?

At this point all the people at the FTAC will be wetting themselves as they jump up and down saying, “Ah! There you see. Vague and ambiguous threats. This is typical in these cases”. They will recommend that the police come round to my house and abduct me again. The problem with people like the FTAC is that they are obsessed with finding threats where there are none to justify their existence. My response to the question ‘are you making a threat’ is (I am sorry, I cannot resist this) ‘maybe I am, or maybe I am not; you will find out someday’.

There is another way of ensuring that I pose no threat to anyone (apart from incarceration or assignation; both of which are practiced by this government) which is to actually listen to me. I can prove everything I have said. Massive damage has been done to me by the state and I am not responsible for any of it. If the damage could be repaired then it would yield immediate and large dividends. However, such thinking is beyond the capacity of this government and its operatives such as the FTAC; I am far more likely to be locked up, killed, or left to rot with the hope I will kill myself. There is no chance that they would help me and thereby several others at the same time.

As always: All I ever wanted to do is earn a living in peace.