“WOW someone was really trying to ‘piss’ you off!!! Black pens – definitely a illuminati tactic. What got you in trouble was that you wrote your ‘book’ on a KUC computer whiling being paid by Tammy C., not that there was a conspiracy against you. WOW” (sic)
Disgruntled commented on “Exposure,” as follows:
“WOW – you really think that your that important??????? You’re book is nothing original. I don not think ‘anyone’ or ‘anything’ is truly after you. Small fish in a very big ocean!
If this Colonel is soooo dangerous, wouldn’t Tammy C. get rid of him???? I thought she was on your side and ‘ran’ the mountain.” (sic)
Clearly Disgruntled has worked on KUC Mountain. I don’t recall having mentioned “KUC Mountain.” I remember one day, when I worked on KUC Mountain, we received an email from Tammy C.. We were told to keep our pass downs professional. It was a legal document that may be used in court. A reminder to a fellow KUC Mountain employee; one question mark is all that is needed at the end of a question. One exclamation point is all that is needed at the end of a sentence; in fact exclamation marks are unnecessary and unprofessional. Use a period. I believe the word “soooo” is spelled “so.”
There is no evidence that incompetence is an Illuminati tactic, but I recommend bringing a black pen to work with you. It demonstrates competence. It’s not really that it was virtually impossible to keep a black pen, an important piece of equipment that made our work possible, on post that demonstrates any sort of conspiracy. It was more that all of a sudden the ridiculous began to be a constant. Intentional insanity became revealing. I hadn’t encountered so much incompetence in such a sort time in all the 6 years I had worked there. For example, keeping the radio charged for the officer who would be up on the mountain by themselves without a charger or any form of communication other than the radio, should be simply done. The Colonel gave me explicit instructions to drain the battery so that it could be recharged by the graveyard officer, Prof. Plum, before it would be picked up in the morning. I explained that it had already been fully charged and left it that way. The battery died on the poor officer virtually every day. I mean both batteries died on the poor officer virtually every day. This officer was given a spare battery which was always dead as well. Both batteries on post were dead every day when I arrived. At one point I was given a brand new battery. I did not tell Prof. Plum it was a new battery, but somehow the brand new battery was deemed a dud as well, and was drained for the start of my shift. It’s really hard not to be inclined to believe in conspiracies at some point, when the evidence is so rich.
Black pens mangled beyond recognition, chewed half way down the shaft, go beyond being someone’s tic of pen chewing. To do what was done they would have stabbed their tonsils. The culprit must have had a sore throat. I believe he did complain of having a sore throat that day. I just took a special interest in cleaning the buggers from the desktop and disinfecting. I should have asked him if he had done any damage in the way of puncture wounds.
The chain of events that ended my job at KUC had nothing to do with computer use. Computer use, in the form of writing my book on company computers, was simply the only infraction for which I acknowledge being guilty. This was never mentioned by anyone but me, on my own blog here. My last day at KUC Mountain began with the accusation of a few disgruntled coworkers. I was accused of sexual harassment in the form of stalking someone on Facebook, and harassment in the form of writing the document “No Alibi,” which made them feel like I thought they were out to get me.
My response to the allegation that I wrote the document “No Alibi,” was an admission of guilt, and the assertion that I did indeed feel that I was the one being harassed, not the other way around. My response to the allegation of sexual harassment was “exhibit one,” in the evidence that I am the one being harassed. I do not even have a Facebook account under the name by which any fellow officer knew me. I do not allow any fellow employees on my personal Facebook account, for obvious reasons. It would not be safe for family and friends to allow anyone on my personal account. I have no one on my personal Facebook account whom I did not know in high school.
The response by human resources was to dismiss me from work while the investigation took place. I was told that I would receive a call in three days informing me of their decision. I did not receive a call in three days. I did not receive a call in five days. I did not receive a return phone call when I called to get information on the progress of their investigation and instruction regarding my employment. How long was this investigation going to take? Could I expect to receive reimbursement for the days I was being kept out of work during their investigation? Why was my response not being considered? The day I was sent home I had expected to discuss the matter, but there was no discussion. Do they realize that I have recordings exposing the lies and intentional sabotaging of my work environment? They do not. I suspect that at some point they realized that this investigation was a tad more complicated than they had at first realized. It would have been professional of them to call and acknowledge this, and ask for more time for their investigation in this case. I made it far too easy on them by resigning.
I was not “paid by Tammy C..” Tammy C. was nothing more than a higher ranking peasant on KUC Mountain. My pay check, and the pay check of Tammy C., came from the same account. This should really have been assumed and require no explanation. Tammy C. was tasked with writing our schedule. There was little else I needed to discuss with Tammy C. Tammy C. was an advocate, who believed me when I came to her concerned with what was taking place with my family. She believed me, and allowed me to quit and then return to KUC Mountain after I changed my name. I had been a good employee for a number of years. There would be no reason not to. Tammy C. knows my birth name. I knew I could trust her with that and other sensitive information. She was not my employer. She was my supervisor. I saw two stripe supervisor, Colonel Mustard, far more often than Tammy C. I believe I saw Tammy C. five times or less over the last three years I worked on KUC Mountain.
Disgruntled is correct. I am really not that important. My book is not that original at all. In fact my voice is one among many. What is stunning is just how many voices there are, and still the masses remain unaware. If my book is original it is simply because it came at a time that there are so many voices who came before that I was in a position to put many of them in one place. My book is merely research and a gathering of voices. I do not ask to be the biggest fish in the ocean. All I ever want to be is a very tiny snowflake in an avalanche that takes this ugly evil down. I hope to gather other snowflakes, that’s all.
I am not the only voice who has been threatened for having the capacity to expose. Survivors are simply eliminated. I am not more important than any of the other voices out there, but there is most certainly an effort to silence every voice. Programmed multiples will always have a self-destruct. Keehner style harassment is common, and once homeless the most brutal murders witnessed are of those who ran. It’s hard not be become dangerously homeless when you have a trauma based mental disorder, and no family that can be trusted with your location. I have been very lucky. I have a few advantages over those who have access to what takes place on the inner circle, the generational “bloodline” members.
Colonel Mustard is not dangerous. He is a menace, Keehner style. Colonel Mustard told me that as an employee of his brother’s drug ring he would sometimes be called on to manipulate and disrupt the activities of others. Violence was not always required, and sometimes discouraged. For example, he was told to do whatever he needed to do to prevent a man from making it to a very important appointment. Killing the man was not necessary. All that was really required was to let the air out of the man’s tires. The man had to stop and deal with four flat tires and missed his appointment. I have seen Colonel Mustard manipulate others. He tried to manipulate me into believing that Tammy C. was a tyrant who throws things. Now if he simply said that Tammy C. was a meanie who fires people for incompetence I would have believed him, but throwing things? I don’t think so.
Colonel Mustard is a liar and proud of it. He told me one day that his mother taught him how to manipulate. She demonstrated by creating a sort of war between two relatives through the use of a few lies. A few lies and a flat tire is more useful than a knife under the circumstances. I lost my job, but not because I used the KUC computer to write my “book.” In fact, I was not fired at all.
I don’t believe Colonel Mustard is all that dangerous. Eliminating the possibility of exposure is the motive to silence me. Those who would commission harassment campaigns are not interested in providing for me a spot on the morning news. The most the lackeys for hire will be allowed will be a harassment campaign, and they seem to be bound to some Luciferian “ethic” involving informing their victim of what is coming. I was told that writing in black pens is important before they became so scarce. I was told that there are officers who can’t seem to get their dates right before dates became an issue. I was told there was a hygiene issue at one of the other gates before the bathroom at my post was transformed into a sewer, but the only new officer at my post had never been at the post in question. I was told that I would personally be held responsible if I was called on a medical and the radio went dead, just before dead radio batteries became an issue. I used my personal cell phone on the medical I was called on. I was told that there was on officer who claimed they were being stalked on Facebook, before I was accused of being a Facebook stalker. I was told that Tammy C. was a thrower of things in tantrum fashion when she was enraged, before these false accusations were made. Colonel Mustard kept me well informed regarding what I could expect next.
Tammy C. was told not to contact me during the HR “investigation.” She still will not speak to me. She will not speak to me regarding what goes on at work, while she is under investigation for throwing tantrums and hard hats. She probably should not have told me that. It’s unfortunate I was not interviewed regarding the matter. I have to wonder again why the investigations of HR for KUC Mountain security involves putting a gag order on anyone who might know the truth, rather than conducting interviews. Colonel Mustard was busy spreading the lie that Tammy C. was a thrower of things when I was working there. I believe I may still have the recording of his attempted persuasion regarding her character. I didn’t buy it then, and I don’t buy it now.
As long as these cowards are going to resort to tire slashing, lies, pissing down drains, and leave out any possibility of something Morning News worthy, I will feel free to start my letter writing campaign. Slow but sure seems to be my best option under the circumstances. I believe I will send a paper snowflake in my next letter, and hope another will be added. Perhaps these trouble makers are not Illuminati lackeys, but there are sure a lot of Illuminati conspiracy theorists around making false accusations against our world leaders and spawning domestic terrorists like Timothy McVeigh, aren’t there?
Keehner stated, “I was sent to deal with the most negative aspects of the human condition. It was planned destructiveness. First, you’d check to see if you could destroy a man’s marriage. If you could, then that would be enough to put a lot of stress on the individual, to break him down. Then you might start a minor rumor campaign against him. Harass him constantly. Bump his car in traffic. A lot of it is ridiculous, but it may have a cumulative effect.” They might use this against an enemy intelligence officer whom they knew they could never recruit but whom they hoped to neutralize. (The Manchurian Candidate by John Marks -p.186)