markjgsmith

It’s a bit of a relief not to have to go through all of yesterday’s escallations since I already posted them yesterday. However there were yet more escallations yesterday evening. So here are my notes of those verbatim:

• Even more weird pedo pervert shit. The very thin apparently disabled man showed up, looked to be pissing about a meter from me but with his back to me. When I didn’t react he left, but immediately followed by (1) a woman shaking a red plastic bag furiously along with her rain poncho and (2) directly across road from where pissing man pissed, a woman in red with a young girl in white dress doing some kind of dance, they appeared to be waiting for me to notice them then sprung into action. A few weeks back pissing man appeared right after I got a pretty bad skin mutilation. Btw, across the road is an office and there are never kids there
• Young man in red T-shirt drying his umbrella by doing a very strange perverted exaggerated wanking motion instead of shacking it like a normal person
• Grown women keep sitting next to me and purposely swinging their legs back and forth like a child, and at the same time motorbike drivebys with people shouting ‘Gaylord!’, then young man loosing his shit in laughter standing on the other side of me. They both stood up and left at the same time after pretending to take a phone call.
• For whatever reason this evening there is a really strong smell of garlic chicken in the air. That’s quite unusual for where I am. Earlier it was a strong lavender mango smell. How strange that it would coincide with the start of a starvation cycle and accompanied by weird pedo pervert sex shit, and red anger goading. Gee it’s not like something exactly like this happens literally every time they starve me
• People taking photos of me. Happened twice in rapid succession. Also a well known anger goading tactic, always happens when they starve me.
• Several sleep depravation incidents where some manufactured incident would occur just as I was going to go to sleep for the night. At least one was finished by a 'more learn' as they drove off on their motorbike.

This morning a woman came past shouting 'your lie!' very loudly then preceded to open up the garbage and walk off. Somebody had left a small red colored trinket on the floor right nearby. It’s anger goading and a reference to the manufactured incident from 2 days ago in the shop cafe where they tried to make it look like I hadn’t cleaned up my garbage, which was a total lie, it was quite clearly somebody else’s and I was moving it so I could sit down at the uncleaned table. The had also left a small red colored thing next to the garbage then too. Once again blaming me for the thing they are doing to me, then escallating in every location I go to.

The good news is that somehow amongst all the lies, false accusations, anger goading, weird pedo pervert sex shit, and intimidation, including by the police, I managed to pretty much get all the reusable workflows working. I had to update some 3rd party API access keys on all the workflows, very laborious and quite confusing to do standing up, on a tiny screen, and with all the cross fire from warpathy locals.

I did a quick check and it appeared all repos had a successful build/deploy/backup. There had been some errors deploying to netlify on some of the repos, with error messages like 'unknown site id', but they had disapeared. Glad I decided to leave those until the end. I knew I hadn’t changed anything with the deploy to netlify setup. I guess their system gets flakey sometimes.

The one remaining thing is to check that tests are running on all deploys. There might be a bit of things to fix there. I remember having to turn off the tests on a few repos just to get them deploying. It’s likely just a small configuration problem rather than actual broken tests as I have not been changing any plugin code, only the build & deploy workflows.

What a palava. But at least all repos are now running using the same workflow. It will be so much less confusing to maintain.

The newsletter for today is written and scheduled. That will go out around lunch time, though I hesitate to call it that as there won’t be much in the way of lunch by the looks of things. I’m going to have to start turning off devices to save on power. If nothing improves I have to somehow last 7 days without food, water or washing clothes. But the newsletter for next week is also written so it’s at least going to be sent out. It will be on my birthday, even if heaven forbid, I am dead.

It’s been so long since I had a propper birthday I can’t remember how old I am. Somewhere in between 44 and 50. This is crazy.

It was pretty darn cold and wet last night. I need to warm up.

Just another impossible week ahead. #

It’s only just 730am and already so much anger goading and escallations. I’m just going to post my notes now so I don’t have to do it later:

• Weird black and silver garbage left all along a part of the way to the internet place, a small red thing left just past it
• Man hiding behind tree, next where the weird old humper lady does her weird humping exercises, again a small red thing left right nearby on the ground
• Apparent broken down bus with alarm making a racket and blocking my way to the internet place, once again a small red thing left on the ground next to it. Clearly the small red thing is the hot new anger goading tech
• Empty plastic ziplock bag left where I stand at the internet place. I had to use a large plastic bag to shelter from rain last night. I keep the bag in a ziplock bag, it’s the emergency rain cover solution. Anyway they are clearly making reference to that trying to anger goad me. That’s why it’s all about garbage at the minute. Literally everything is an anger goad at the minute. They are on another in plain sight anger goading rampage.
• Man that is a regular at the cafe next to the internet places who normally is quite quiet, though sometimes makes racist comments as he leaves, today has shown up and is calling people ‘dogs’ for no apparent reason. Everyone was being quiet minding their own business. Earlier a Labrador puppy was having trouble going to the toilet, by the looks of what it pooped out, looks like it ate some sort of thing with a string in it and it had gone right through the poor thing. Strange that that man knew about it. Also the woman that normally cleans up after the pup pretended to clean the pups poop but then didn’t and has just left it there about a meter from where I am standing. Seems like they have sunk to new lows, physically harming puppy’s to get at me.
• Butch women moving very slowly wearing all red shouting ‘yah’ in witch like voice between cafes, followed by much quieter ‘lie’. Clear power move. Clearly manufactured incident intended to anger goad and incite trouble. It’s basically the equivalent of "we are in control, shut up" but done in semi-passive aggressive way. It’s only going to end in tears. The men have clearly noted it.
• More butch women bending over and pointing their old vaginas at me, ostensibly fixing their shoe, but they are vagina baiting. It’s gross. I wonder what their next move is. How do you escalate a vagina bait when it doesn’t work. Are they going to do a Mel Gibson? What exactly are you trying to prove? Have you considered writing about it?

I haven’t even made it past the internet place yet. Also haven’t eaten anything since yesterday morning. I guess people have been so busy anger goading me they have forgotten I exist again.

Bloke that called people dogs earlier just called me a 'liar' for no reason, as he was leaving. Totally unprovoked.

They pretend they are saying it to each other but it’s clear they are targeting me. They are burying their heads in the sand thinking people can’t see what they are doing, or won’t care. Why else would they switch into english just to insult each other everytime they are near me? And it’s both the women and the men doing it. They are clearly complicit whether it’s officially agreed, or just an emerged behaviour. It’s colusion at a minimum.

Absolutely dispicable behavior IMO. #

Escallation notes from a short walk down the canal:

• Butch women quietly say Okay as I walk past. It’s like they need me to hear them but also they don’t want me to hear them.
• 30 meters later a somewhat malnourished man is walking in the same direction as me but he is hugging himself, ie he’s doing that thing where you pretend to be snogging someone but he’s just walking down the street.
• On the other side of the road is a Buddhist monk all in orange robe. I don’t see very many monks so it’s a little unusual.
• As I get close to the canal, men I walk past repeat the thing that was being said earlier in the internet place, which I can’t remember as I write this, but it was same exact wording

It’s more weird sex pervert shit. This will continue and escallate all throughout the day. #

The world is most definitely on the rampage again. I was just down at the canal for a few hours waiting for the newsletter to get published. As I was leaving, I remembered that since one of the butch women blocked the garbage earlier this morning, the one that strangely said 'your lie' very loudly right before, I still had the old receipts I was going to throw away. So I threw them away. Moments later I noticed there was a small amount of money on the ground, the equivalent of around 1 USD, near where I had been sitting. It definitely wasn’t mine or I would have had breakfast.

About 10 seconds later a man walking a dog with a pink leash walked past pointing at the ground and said 'your money' to which I replied 'it’s not mine'. He kept walking and said 'Okay' but in a way that suggests he didn’t believe me. Like 'Okay, yeah sure' but he just didn’t bother to say the yeah sure part.

Once again the world trying to trap me, then when I don’t go into the trap, blaming it on me.

On the way back up to the internet place there was a man in his 40s in a pink shirt rollerbladding up and down the street both forwards and backwards with what can only be described as childlike enthusiasm. Very odd. You never see that sort of thing here. A bit further down the road, I noticed ahead of time a strange looking man that looked to be humping a potted plant. I crossed the road about 20 meters before reaching him. On the opposite side of the road was a motorbike driven by a man with a young girl and woman on the back. They were clearly waiting for me to look at them, when I didn’t they sprung into action and drove off.

All very strange. Since then many people walkers and motorbike drivebys have been shouting 'liar' at me.

It’s ultimately the same pattern again and again. They create the problem they complain about, then they block the solution they suggest, then they escallate and escallate and eventually blame everything on you while quite clearly trying to trap you.

This will continue for days, getting ever more intense, even more pedo pervert shit and eventually I will get mutilated. They never stop until I get mutilated, even though they are already mutilating me through starvation, and cutting off power and water. #

Heard a really shocking audio clip on an old conspiracy podcast I hadn’t listenned to in a while yesterday, in which a women pretending to be 8 months pregnant called up an abortion clinic and asked them if she would be able to have an abortion.

The abortion clinic said it was no problem at all, and proceeded to detail the cocktail of drugs they would inject into the fetus, though at 8 months it’s essentially a baby isn’t it. According to the clinic lady they inject directly into the heart and the fetus feels no pain. They then dispose of the pregnancy 'material'. She finished by reassuring the caller woman, saying that it happenned all the time.

You hear Trump go on about these abortion clinics and it seems far fetched but then you hear an actual recording like this and it’s basically the most shocking thing I’ve ever heard. Time to check in with your favorite conspiracy podcast to hear the crazy shit that’s going on. #

A silly thought I had yesterday, which is obviously peddling in generalities, yet maybe something to think about:

Old vs Young in politics

• Young criminals are republicans, successful old criminals are democrats
• Young non-criminals are democrats, successful old non-criminals are republicans

The thinking being that the freedom offered by the republicans is really attractive to criminals, but the successful criminals because they are obviously bad asses don’t want the next generation of criminals to take over so they turn democrat so they can control everything.

Maybe crap criminals realise this is happening and eventually decide to stay republican and get out of crime. At least then they have freedom.

And maybe it’s some sort of mirror image of this for non-criminals. #