An offer to the police to interview me

At some point I know that the FTAC are going to order my abduction again. So in the sprit of 'no retreat, no surrender’ I am taking the campaign to them.

Dear Sirs,
At some point in the near future your officers will be taking me into custody again. I seek to avoid the unpleasantness that will go with it.

I have resumed my quest for justice regarding the destruction of my life that has been inflicted by this government. It has been a year since I was release from imprisonment at Mile End Hospital at the hands of ‘doctor’ Ferdinand Jonsson on orders of the Fixated Threat Assessment Centre (FTAC) acting for the government.

In November of 2008 I was abducted from my home by your officers unlawfully and who lied about the details of the detention later. I was then subject to five months of abuse, degradation, assault and further lies at Mile End Hospital. I was freed by a tribunal that although specifically selected to be biased against me by the choice of a chairperson, namely Maria Fernandes the wife of Labour MP Keith Vaz, could not uphold the continuation of the detention and discarded me.

Since I won my freedom back nothing has changed. In fact it is worse. It is clear that post-election, whoever wins, my circumstances will decline to the point where my like is unsustainable. I am a desperate man without hope. I have lost everything except my liberty and life. These are now worthless and I am now willing to surrender both.

I am offering you a chance to interview me now. I will answer all questions honestly and in detail. I also offer myself to be analysed by medical staff. I only ask that the whole process be witnessed and documented. Given the behaviour of the police and doctors in the UK, I also request that whoever undertakes the questioning is shadowed by someone independent from overseas.

If at the end of the process, you believe that I should be imprisoned then you may do so.

No threats are implied by this letter; it is simply a presentation of an opportunity.

You are free to ignore this offer. However, I must point out that I am posting this on my blog as a permanent record to show that I made every effort to cooperate with the police and government.

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

Given the limited wit of the police, I will probably have the door broken down at 3am, or be abducted off the street at gun point and detained under the anti-terror laws. It’ll be a bit harsh on someone whose only objective is to be able to get back to work.

Comment is free censors FTAC Watch

The Guardian has disabled my ability to post on Comment is Free. Obviously freedom to comment doesn’t go as far as criticising the Labour government.

All I had posted was a comment that a potential Conservative government would be no different than the existing Labour one and that I had e-mailed the Conservatives to ask if the would continue to use the FTAC to detain the politically inconvenient as Labour has. I also linked to the post on this blog about asking if the Conservatives would close the FTAC.

Make of it what you will.

Just remember: All I ever wanted to do was to have earned a living in peace.

A question for George Galloway: why won’t you represent me?

Way back shortly after when problems started, I tried to approach my local MP, George Galloway, for help. He refused. I have repeated tried to enlist his help, but to no avail. Eventually my e-mails from my own domain were deleted without even being read. I am totally without any form of political representation.

Galloway was expelled from the Labour party in October 2003 and formed the Respect party which won the Bethnal Green and Bow seat in the 2005 election. The Respect party is a joint venture between a bunch of Islamofascist and extreme socialist groups.

He has never explained why he will not represent me, but I suspect that there is a racial component to it. Coupled with my background as being a businessman involved in finance and I must be a text-book case of who they hate.

I am in a bit of a mischief mood today so I’ve sent him another e-mail. As with the one to Cameron and Grayling, I will be extremely surprise to get any response. Even if I did get one then it would not be favourable.

Mr Galloway

In the Sunday press, Margaret Moran has admitted that there has been a deliberate policy of allowing overseas IT workers to displace British professionals. In fact she has boasted about taking money from companies to influence ministers to make it even easier. I have complained about this for years. Everything I have said is true, but all this time you have refused to listen to me.

Will you now explain, given that there is incontrovertible evidence to support my case, why you have refused to help me? You would never have tolerated what has happened to me if you had done your assigned duty as my MP properly; you have betrayed me.

Why do think that in Britain in the twenty first centenary someone can:

• have their livelihood stolen on the whim of the ruling class for their own gain
• be bankrupted and made homeless
• have their health destroyed and to attempt suicide more than once
• be denied access to support that is available to others
• be denied access to any ability to earn a living
• be denied democratic representation
• be subject to political imprisonment
• be subject to abuse, personal degradation and assault whilst in hospital

All of these things have happened to me in the last six years; I have gone through absolute hell. I am in no way responsible for any of the horrid things that have happened to me. My life has been destroyed by the evil policies of this government and you have supported them.

On what grounds do you feel that I am not worthy of representation? Is it because of my race, or is it because I was once a successful businessman before becoming a victim of this evil Labour government that you were once part of?

All I ever wanted to do was to have earned a living in peace.

If you would like to help then you could also send him an email to gallowayg@parliament.uk asking him why he is so selective in his representation and how he reconciles it with his duty as an MP to be equanimous?

Another one of my ‘delusions’ turns out to be true.

Although I could never get ‘doctor’ Ferdinand Jonsson to give me formal list of what my supposed delusions were, amoungst the things that he said was not happening was that the Labour government was deliberately allowing the import of overseas IT workers displacing British professionals. I was never allowed to present any evidence to support my assertion; Jonsson simply decreed that it was not true.

The Daily Mail (I know it is not fashionable to cite them as a source) is reporting that Margaret Moran, Labour MP for Luton, “used a private company based at the commons to change immigration policy to allow cheap workers to be brought in from India”.

She is not alone. Fellow disgraced MP Patricia Hewitt is on record as supporting the opening up of the UK IT skills market to overseas imports when she was at the DTI. Ms Hewitt was formally at Accenture which is a big outsourcing provider and user of such imports. However, now she is a non-executive director of BT Group. They are part owner of Tech Mahindra which imports staff in bulk. BT is eliminating all British IT staff as fast as it can.

Far from this being one of my delusions, it is a national scandal. Not only is it fraud, it is causing massive long-term economic damage to the country.

It was my continued complaints that this was going on and my taking ever desperate steps to gain attention to my plight that cause the FTAC to order my abduction from my home and detention in a mental hospital.

Once again I have been proved right. However, nothing I do will ever get the Labour government to admit it. Jonsson and complacent doctors, on his instructions, sectioned me of false evidence. I was unlawfully held prisoner at Mile End Hospital, where I was subjected to degrading abuse. Jonsson ordered that I should be forcibly administered with highly dangerous anti-psychotic drugs on fraudulent clinical grounds.

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

Question to the Conservatives: Will you close the FTAC?

Right then, I am refreshed and determined not to let the bastards grind me down again.

If Gordon Brown allows it, we may have a general election soon. The Conservatives are unlikely to win (although I am very happy to be proved wrong), but I am going to start asking them a series of question. Today, I have sent an email to shadow Home Secretary Chris Grayling (copied to Mr Cameron) asking if they will close the FTAC or continue to use it for political detentions.

To: graylingc@parliament.uk, camerond@parliament.uk

Dear Gentlemen,

As we approach a general election, I am resuming my quest to have my life restored to me. I have asked this before and you have refused to answer. All that happens is that I get harassment from the police. However, I will ask again. Please remember that your response, or lack of one, will be made public on my blog.

Will a Conservative government close the Fixated Threat Assessment Centre (FTAC) and fully investigate the cases it has handled to determine which ones were genuine and which were erroneous or politically motivated?

As a background and to provide evidence, I was subject to detention ordered by the FTAC. My crime was to become desperate as a result of being stonewalled in my complaint of having my life destroyed by the abuse of the work-permit system that has flooded the market for my skills with cheap Indian imports on fraudulent claims of skills shortages. I would like to bring to your attention that one of the main advocates for allowing so many imports was an ex minister of the DTI who is now an executive director of BT Group, a part owner of Tech Machindra which is a major user of these imports, is the infamous Patricia Hewitt who has been subject to cash for influence claims.

During my detention by ‘doctor’ Jonsson at Mile End Hospital, I was subject to abuse that could be considered torture. Jonsson made completely false claims. His justification for continuing to detain me became increasingly ridiculous and in the end the ward staff refused to carry out his instructions. I was finally released by a tribunal that ridiculed Jonsson with their questioning.

I am proof that the FTAC has been used for political detentions. Does a Conservative government intend to continue to use it the same way?

All I ever wanted to do was to have earned a living in peace.

I will be extremely surprised if I get an answer.

I have returned!

Late last week and over the weekend I have been giving thought to resuming my campaign against the government and their instruments: the FTAC, police, East London NHS and especially ‘doctor’ Ferdinand Jonsson.

But firstly, I had an email from a Robert Jones from Wales this morning:

Dear Sirs/Madams of the FTAC watch,

Just the other day I was pulled in front of my psychiatrist and told that the FTAC had seen my YouTube videos on PorkupineTV and RobertAlexanderJones and that they considered them inappropriate and threatening.

In fact they have been hacked into the the police and cut down and voiced over in some places to make them less likely to crate a puturbance to Prince Charles' murder conspiracy.

As I was writing this to you a third party saved a copy to the draft folder without my instruction.

I have been signed out of my e-mail account from someone using my live messenger to impersonate me on previous occasions and of course if you have access to someone's e-mail you can get all their pass words and so hack everything they do.

So here is the stuff:- http://www.davidicke.com/forum/showthread.php?t=94278

Yours faithfully,
Robert Alexander Jones B.Eng

This is one of those cases where the involvement of the FTAC is legitimate. However, I have a bit of a suspicion that he is just a troll on the David Icke web forum. If he is the genuine article then ladies and gentlemen of the FTAC do your duty; you will get no objection from me.

Robert’s case is an example of why the FTAC was created. However, it is also the façade behind which the darker side of the FTAC operate.

I am willing to concede that the majority of the FTAC case work deals with the like of some nutter who claims that Prince Charles was in the car park of some pub in a dodgy village in the arse end Wales ordering that the spooks come and stab him. However, there is another side where people with legitimate grievances that have reached the end of their tether have been abducted from their homes and imprisoned without trial in mental wards with the doctors instructed to find something to hold them on, even if it is a lie.

Resumption of campaign

I previously gave up because I felt that I was getting nowhere and it was making me both mentally and physically ill. I received e-mails at the time urging me to continue and I every now and again I receive more.

Last night I decided to resume after I watch an episode of a Sci-fi show from a couple of years ago. The protagonist had been captured and was being tortured as part of his interrogation with a view to making him confess. I could identify with the treatment I received at the hand of ‘doctor’ Jonsson. I have never said that I was physically abused, but the treatment that I was subjected to was extremely degrading and I believe it was designed to ‘break’ me. In the TV show, there was one line that struck me. Our hero was presented with someone that had already been broken and was confessing. He was urging the broken prisoner to resist. “All you have to do is say, ‘No I won’t’, one more time than they say, ‘Yes, you will’”.

I here by give notice. I am saying, “No. I won’t”. There is another slogan from the TV series: “No retreat. No surrender”

Joe Stack (1956-2010)

I can identify with the words left by Joe Stack. One day soon you will see words like these on this blog from me.

If you’re reading this, you’re no doubt asking yourself, “Why did this have to happen?” The simple truth is that it is complicated and has been coming for a long time. The writing process, started many months ago, was intended to be therapy in the face of the looming realization that there isn’t enough therapy in the world that can fix what is really broken. Needless to say, this rant could fill volumes with example after example if I would let it. I find the process of writing it frustrating, tedious, and probably pointless… especially given my gross inability to gracefully articulate my thoughts in light of the storm raging in my head. Exactly what is therapeutic about that I’m not sure, but desperate times call for desperate measures.

We are all taught as children that without laws there would be no society, only anarchy. Sadly, starting at early ages we in this country have been brainwashed to believe that, in return for our dedication and service, our government stands for justice for all. We are further brainwashed to believe that there is freedom in this place, and that we should be ready to lay our lives down for the noble principals represented by its founding fathers. Remember? One of these was “no taxation without representation”. I have spent the total years of my adulthood unlearning that crap from only a few years of my childhood. These days anyone who really stands up for that principal is promptly labeled a “crackpot”, traitor and worse.

While very few working people would say they haven’t had their fair share of taxes (as can I), in my lifetime I can say with a great degree of certainty that there has never been a politician cast a vote on any matter with the likes of me or my interests in mind. Nor, for that matter, are they the least bit interested in me or anything I have to say.

Why is it that a handful of thugs and plunderers can commit unthinkable atrocities (and in the case of the GM executives, for scores of years) and when it’s time for their gravy train to crash under the weight of their gluttony and overwhelming stupidity, the force of the full federal government has no difficulty coming to their aid within days if not hours? Yet at the same time, the joke we call the American medical system, including the drug and insurance companies, are murdering tens of thousands of people a year and stealing from the corpses and victims they cripple, and this country’s leaders don’t see this as important as bailing out a few of their vile, rich cronies. Yet, the political “representatives” (thieves, liars, and self-serving scumbags is far more accurate) have endless time to sit around for year after year and debate the state of the “terrible health care problem”. It’s clear they see no crisis as long as the dead people don’t get in the way of their corporate profits rolling in.

And justice?

You’ve got to be kidding! How can any rational individual explain that white elephant conundrum in the middle of our tax system and, indeed, our entire legal system? Here we have a system that is, by far, too complicated for the brightest of the master scholars to understand. Yet, it mercilessly “holds accountable” its victims, claiming that they’re responsible for fully complying with laws not even the experts understand. The law “requires” a signature on the bottom of a tax filing; yet no one can say truthfully that they understand what they are signing; if that’s not “duress” than what is. If this is not the measure of a totalitarian regime, nothing is.

How did I get here?

My introduction to the real American nightmare starts back in the early ‘80s. Unfortunately after more than 16 years of school, somewhere along the line I picked up the absurd, pompous notion that I could read and understand plain English. Some friends introduced me to a group of people who were having ‘tax code’ readings and discussions. In particular, zeroed in on a section relating to the wonderful “exemptions” that make institutions like the vulgar, corrupt Catholic Church so incredibly wealthy. We carefully studied the law (with the help of some of the “best”, high-paid, experienced tax lawyers in the business), and then began to do exactly what the “big boys” were doing (except that we weren’t steeling from our congregation or lying to the government about our massive profits in the name of God). We took a great deal of care to make it all visible, following all of the rules, exactly the way the law said it was to be done.

The intent of this exercise and our efforts was to bring about a much-needed re-evaluation of the laws that allow the monsters of organized religion to make such a mockery of people who earn an honest living. However, this is where I learned that there are two “interpretations” for every law; one for the very rich, and one for the rest of us… Oh, and the monsters are the very ones making and enforcing the laws; the inquisition is still alive and well today in this country.

That little lesson in patriotism cost me $40,000+, 10 years of my life, and set my retirement plans back to 0. It made me realize for the first time that I live in a country with an ideology that is based on a total and complete lie. It also made me realize, not only how naive I had been, but also the incredible stupidity of the American public; that they buy, hook, line, and sinker, the crap about their “freedom”… and that they continue to do so with eyes closed in the face of overwhelming evidence and all that keeps happening in front of them.

Before even having to make a shaky recovery from the sting of the first lesson on what justice really means in this country (around 1984 after making my way through engineering school and still another five years of “paying my dues”), I felt I finally had to take a chance of launching my dream of becoming an independent engineer.

On the subjects of engineers and dreams of independence, I should digress somewhat to say that I’m sure that I inherited the fascination for creative problem solving from my father. I realized this at a very young age.

The significance of independence, however, came much later during my early years of college; at the age of 18 or 19 when I was living on my own as student in an apartment in Harrisburg, Pennsylvania. My neighbor was an elderly retired woman (80+ seemed ancient to me at that age) who was the widowed wife of a retired steel worker. Her husband had worked all his life in the steel mills of central Pennsylvania with promises from big business and the union that, for his 30 years of service, he would have a pension and medical care to look forward to in his retirement. Instead he was one of the thousands who got nothing because the incompetent mill management and corrupt union (not to mention the government) raided their pension funds and stole their retirement. All she had was social security to live on.

In retrospect, the situation was laughable because here I was living on peanut butter and bread (or Ritz crackers when I could afford to splurge) for months at a time. When I got to know this poor figure and heard her story I felt worse for her plight than for my own (I, after all, I thought I had everything to in front of me). I was genuinely appalled at one point, as we exchanged stories and commiserated with each other over our situations, when she in her grandmotherly fashion tried to convince me that I would be “healthier” eating cat food (like her) rather than trying to get all my substance from peanut butter and bread. I couldn’t quite go there, but the impression was made. I decided that I didn’t trust big business to take care of me, and that I would take responsibility for my own future and myself.

Return to the early ‘80s, and here I was off to a terrifying start as a ‘wet-behind-the-ears’ contract software engineer… and two years later, thanks to the fine backroom, midnight effort by the sleazy executives of Arthur Andersen (the very same folks who later brought us Enron and other such calamities) and an equally sleazy New York Senator (Patrick Moynihan), we saw the passage of 1986 tax reform act with its section 1706.

For you who are unfamiliar, here is the core text of the IRS Section 1706, defining the treatment of workers (such as contract engineers) for tax purposes. Visit this link for a conference committee report (http://www.synergistech.com/1706.shtml#ConferenceCommitteeReport) regarding the intended interpretation of Section 1706 and the relevant parts of Section 530, as amended. For information on how these laws affect technical services workers and their clients, read our discussion here (http://www.synergistech.com/ic-taxlaw.shtml).

SEC. 1706. TREATMENT OF CERTAIN TECHNICAL PERSONNEL.

(a) IN GENERAL - Section 530 of the Revenue Act of 1978 is amended by adding at the end thereof the following new subsection:

(d) EXCEPTION. - This section shall not apply in the case of an individual who pursuant to an arrangement between the taxpayer and another person, provides services for such other person as an engineer, designer, drafter, computer programmer, systems analyst, or other similarly skilled worker engaged in a similar line of work.

(b) EFFECTIVE DATE. - The amendment made by this section shall apply to remuneration paid and services rendered after December 31, 1986.

Note:

· “another person” is the client in the traditional job-shop relationship.

· “taxpayer” is the recruiter, broker, agency, or job shop.

· “individual”, “employee”, or “worker” is you.

Admittedly, you need to read the treatment to understand what it is saying but it’s not very complicated. The bottom line is that they may as well have put my name right in the text of section (d). Moreover, they could only have been more blunt if they would have came out and directly declared me a criminal and non-citizen slave. Twenty years later, I still can’t believe my eyes.

During 1987, I spent close to $5000 of my ‘pocket change’, and at least 1000 hours of my time writing, printing, and mailing to any senator, congressman, governor, or slug that might listen; none did, and they universally treated me as if I was wasting their time. I spent countless hours on the L.A. freeways driving to meetings and any and all of the disorganized professional groups who were attempting to mount a campaign against this atrocity. This, only to discover that our efforts were being easily derailed by a few moles from the brokers who were just beginning to enjoy the windfall from the new declaration of their “freedom”. Oh, and don’t forget, for all of the time I was spending on this, I was loosing income that I couldn’t bill clients.

After months of struggling it had clearly gotten to be a futile exercise. The best we could get for all of our trouble is a pronouncement from an IRS mouthpiece that they weren’t going to enforce that provision (read harass engineers and scientists). This immediately proved to be a lie, and the mere existence of the regulation began to have its impact on my bottom line; this, of course, was the intended effect.

Again, rewind my retirement plans back to 0 and shift them into idle. If I had any sense, I clearly should have left abandoned engineering and never looked back.

Instead I got busy working 100-hour workweeks. Then came the L.A. depression of the early 1990s. Our leaders decided that they didn’t need the all of those extra Air Force bases they had in Southern California, so they were closed; just like that. The result was economic devastation in the region that rivaled the widely publicized Texas S&L fiasco. However, because the government caused it, no one gave a shit about all of the young families who lost their homes or street after street of boarded up houses abandoned to the wealthy loan companies who received government funds to “shore up” their windfall. Again, I lost my retirement.

Years later, after weathering a divorce and the constant struggle trying to build some momentum with my business, I find myself once again beginning to finally pick up some speed. Then came the .COM bust and the 911 nightmare. Our leaders decided that all aircraft were grounded for what seemed like an eternity; and long after that, ‘special’ facilities like San Francisco were on security alert for months. This made access to my customers prohibitively expensive. Ironically, after what they had done the Government came to the aid of the airlines with billions of our tax dollars … as usual they left me to rot and die while they bailed out their rich, incompetent cronies WITH MY MONEY! After these events, there went my business but not quite yet all of my retirement and savings.

By this time, I’m thinking that it might be good for a change. Bye to California, I’ll try Austin for a while. So I moved, only to find out that this is a place with a highly inflated sense of self-importance and where damn little real engineering work is done. I’ve never experienced such a hard time finding work. The rates are 1/3 of what I was earning before the crash, because pay rates here are fixed by the three or four large companies in the area who are in collusion to drive down prices and wages… and this happens because the justice department is all on the take and doesn’t give a fuck about serving anyone or anything but themselves and their rich buddies.

To survive, I was forced to cannibalize my savings and retirement, the last of which was a small IRA. This came in a year with mammoth expenses and not a single dollar of income. I filed no return that year thinking that because I didn’t have any income there was no need. The sleazy government decided that they disagreed. But they didn’t notify me in time for me to launch a legal objection so when I attempted to get a protest filed with the court I was told I was no longer entitled to due process because the time to file ran out. Bend over for another $10,000 helping of justice.

So now we come to the present. After my experience with the CPA world, following the business crash I swore that I’d never enter another accountant’s office again. But here I am with a new marriage and a boatload of undocumented income, not to mention an expensive new business asset, a piano, which I had no idea how to handle. After considerable thought I decided that it would be irresponsible NOT to get professional help; a very big mistake.

When we received the forms back I was very optimistic that they were in order. I had taken all of the years information to XXXX XXXX, and he came back with results very similar to what I was expecting. Except that he had neglected to include the contents of Sheryl’s unreported income; $12,700 worth of it. To make matters worse, XXXX knew all along this was missing and I didn’t have a clue until he pointed it out in the middle of the audit. By that time it had become brutally evident that he was representing himself and not me.

This left me stuck in the middle of this disaster trying to defend transactions that have no relationship to anything tax-related (at least the tax-related transactions were poorly documented). Things I never knew anything about and things my wife had no clue would ever matter to anyone. The end result is… well, just look around. I remember reading about the stock market crash before the “great” depression and how there were wealthy bankers and businessmen jumping out of windows when they realized they screwed up and lost everything. Isn’t it ironic how far we’ve come in 60 years in this country that they now know how to fix that little economic problem; they just steal from the middle class (who doesn’t have any say in it, elections are a joke) to cover their asses and it’s “business-as-usual”. Now when the wealthy fuck up, the poor get to die for the mistakes… isn’t that a clever, tidy solution.

As government agencies go, the FAA is often justifiably referred to as a tombstone agency, though they are hardly alone. The recent presidential puppet GW Bush and his cronies in their eight years certainly reinforced for all of us that this criticism rings equally true for all of the government. Nothing changes unless there is a body count (unless it is in the interest of the wealthy sows at the government trough). In a government full of hypocrites from top to bottom, life is as cheap as their lies and their self-serving laws.

I know I’m hardly the first one to decide I have had all I can stand. It has always been a myth that people have stopped dying for their freedom in this country, and it isn’t limited to the blacks, and poor immigrants. I know there have been countless before me and there are sure to be as many after. But I also know that by not adding my body to the count, I insure nothing will change. I choose to not keep looking over my shoulder at “big brother” while he strips my carcass, I choose not to ignore what is going on all around me, I choose not to pretend that business as usual won’t continue; I have just had enough.

I can only hope that the numbers quickly get too big to be white washed and ignored that the American zombies wake up and revolt; it will take nothing less. I would only hope that by striking a nerve that stimulates the inevitable double standard, knee-jerk government reaction that results in more stupid draconian restrictions people wake up and begin to see the pompous political thugs and their mindless minions for what they are. Sadly, though I spent my entire life trying to believe it wasn’t so, but violence not only is the answer, it is the only answer. The cruel joke is that the really big chunks of shit at the top have known this all along and have been laughing, at and using this awareness against, fools like me all along.

I saw it written once that the definition of insanity is repeating the same process over and over and expecting the outcome to suddenly be different. I am finally ready to stop this insanity. Well, Mr. Big Brother IRS man, let’s try something different; take my pound of flesh and sleep well.

The communist creed: From each according to his ability, to each according to his need.

The capitalist creed: From each according to his gullibility, to each according to his greed.

Joe Stack (1956-2010)"