 DHS: la sixieme partie
During my second night in Taiwan I googled for a cheap hostel to pass the night and when I went there the place seemed to be filled with Homeland Security agents pretending to be lodgers and employees and with their ipods and lap tops. I slept in the living quarter and the agents took turn to watch me, doing some doodling on paper to try to stay awake. Apparently they had created a fake website about a hostel, and stuck it into google search ranking system to come up first in the search (they had complete control of google system), in order to lure me into a fake hostel they had prepared to trap me.
I came back to Los Angeles around December 20 or so. When I got to the metro station from the airport a Hispanic DHS agent (license plate 4DCX070) was sitting in his car parked next to the station and waiting for me. (I would see him again in the future.) When he saw me he made a call from his cellphone and soon a hundred or so DHS extras came in in a bus to fill up the metro train I was in. The surveillance bubble would continue for another month.
By January this year I moved out of my bug-filled apartment and started a homeless life in the UCLA area. The area was filled with surveillance agents and the residents seemed already notified about me. People talked behind my back and children ran away at the sight of me. I had been ostracized from society. Then the bubble stopped.
The last noteworthy event happened in mid-January. I was sick and I went to the emergency room of UCLA medical center. The hospital went into a state of emergency and the doctors started evacuating all the patients. DHS extras pretending to be patients started rushing in to replace them. It took the hospital six hours to get ready for me, and it’s sad for me to see all the doctors and nurses having to pretend treating them and feign not knowing me even though they were already notified about me the greatest threat the USA had ever faced in its history. For all that effort I was merely given a cup of juice and an antibiotic pill by the doctor and sent away.
I estimated that in these two months I ran into about 40,000 surveillance agents and extras hired for the occasion to play fake. If I had run into only one out of ten of the people mobilized (a good estimate), that means around 400,000 people in total were mobilized against me. Then we have to count all the taxi- and bus-drivers and civil servants in three different countries that were told to help in. It was the biggest mobilization in human history against one person. My estimate was that DHS has spent approximately 500 million dollars on me. Never in the history of humankind has a single person been under so much surveillance.
Today I am still under occasional DHS surveillance. And even though the bubble had stopped, many of the DHS agents that were earlier imbedded in stores in the Westwood/ UCLA area to play fake were still there. DHS presence was permanently installed in businesses in the area I was “active”. Their surveillance techniques remain the same: getting ordinary people to wear surveillance ipods, CD players, and ear phones, or to pretend to have broken arms or legs and wear casts wherein recording devices are hidden, etc.
The incident had also impacted my best friend. He is a PhD student at SUNY Albany. In December after I returned to California from Taiwan he also came back home to Santa Ana to pass Christmas with his parents. When he went back to Albany in mid-January this year, his neighbor told him that there were people searching his apartment when he was away, and he noticed also that some of the things in his apartment were broken or moved around. Later, sometimes when he returned home he would find that his heater was on even though he had turned if off when he left the place. And suddenly his friends and colleagues in his university department all shunned him. Evidently, DHS agents had decided to investigate him also on account of his association with me, searched his apartment, and interviewed all the people that knew him, which scared them off. (They were of curse under the Patriot Act forbidden to reveal this to him.) He has been like me ostracized from society.
Since many seasoned Department of Homeland Security agents are ex-cons, their tactics tend to steep very low. If you have heard of the story of Michael Ruppert (From the Wilderness) – how he was harassed and his office burglarized and he escaped to Venezuela and then was robbed and poisoned there – know that he was targeted by the Department of Homeland Security and not by the FBI or CIA. Although DHS was formed in the name of anti-terrorism, most of the people it goes after – about 700 at any one time – are animal rights activists, 911 conspiracy theorists, war protestors and the like. I am a special case, since I’m neither a terrorist nor an activist nor have anything to do with anything. How this started is another story, but what kept it going was my continual insult of them.
Because the Department of Homeland Security was created instantly and is a new agency, it has had to hire a large number of people all at once. The intelligent people already have a job, so the DHS can only get its hands on those that have below average intelligence and couldn’t get a job elsewhere. DHS is basically a welfare system keeping the jobless employed. Otherwise it is the home of the ex-cons. We have to thank God that an agency so without morals has such poor performance at the same time. But then only then would they blow a chicken shit matter that my case was into the greatest mobilization of “intelligence operation” in human history.  | 
18/06/2007, 20h42
j'en ai lu des interventions bidons par ici ... mais alors celle la je la mets facilement dans mon best of!
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