A Pattern of Harassment

With regards to points in this entry…

Red Fox Moving Truck, January 4, 2010

Some context for the truck, a few vehicles left unattended in late December worry NYPD prior to the May 1, 2010 attempt

and the email header and content to Ford in Deerborn MI:

Received: from d5kv4821 (pool-162-83-221-202.nycmny.btas.verizon.net [])
        by mx.google.com with ESMTPS id 26sm1768108qwa.40.2010.
        (version=SSLv3 cipher=RC4-MD5);
        Tue, 12 Jan 2010 09:10:28 -0800 (PST)
Sender: Christopher Knall
From: “Christopher C. Knall”
Subject: Worm originating from
Date: Tue, 12 Jan 2010 12:11:42 -0500
Organization: =?us-ascii?Q?Chasan.Nicoletti_Inc.?=
MIME-Version: 1.0
Content-Type: multipart/alternative;
X-Mailer: Microsoft Office Outlook 11
thread-index: AcqTqk9PNn/GriAyQXKgdisT2iteiw==
X-MimeOLE: Produced By Microsoft MimeOLE V6.00.2900.5579

This is a multi-part message in MIME format.

Content-Type: text/plain;
Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit


Just wanted to let you know that the computer at the address in the subject
line infected one of our PCs with several trojans and worms (or rather tried
to). Spoke to someone on the phone at 313-390-3476 and he said I should
email you at Abuse@Ford.com.

Thanks and hope you get it isolated quickly.
Christopher Knall
Chasan.Nicoletti Inc.
1251 Avenue of the Americas
Suite 930
New York, New York 10020

Content-Type: text/html;
Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable


Just wanted to let you know that the computer at the address in the =
line infected one of our PCs with several trojans and worms (or rather =
to). Spoke to someone on the phone at 313-390-3476 and he said I =
email you at Abuse@Ford.com.

Thanks and hope you get it isolated quickly.



Christopher Knall

Chasan•Nicoletti =

1251 Avenue of the =

Suite 930

New York, New York =



More than you ever wanted or hoped to know about Buzzy Krongard



Google Analytics PDF of my website, December 14, 2009

As you can see, something called USAISC Headquarters visited just a few days after the incident in Port Huron. Wikipedia incorrectly, based on a news article thought that it was some more-secret-than-it-is organization. It is, but not that much. It’s the abbreviation (as opposed to the acronym) for INSCOM.

What was especially remarkable about this visit was that no one else had visited it yet apart from the team creating it. We had not yet rolled it out!

I really don’t know what to make of it, except, really, what are the odds?



It is February 28, 2011. I am returning “home” from the funeral of a final visit with my grandmother (who is on her deathbed losing red blood cells faster than they can be infused) on Delta flight 3948.

To give you an idea what she was like, she once visited me in NYC in the 90s and brought my son along. We went to the Bronx Zoo and while there we happened to see Newt Gingrich and his entourage. She took one look, recognized him, and said she wanted to puke.

I was shocked at that. Number one, I had no idea that she was that political and number two, the extreme reaction. It was solely (or nearly so) due to the then Speaker’s desire to privatize or eliminate Social Security (and one assumes medical coverage). But maybe that’s how the Hatfield-McCoy feud of her great-great something started.

Anyway, while on the way to the funeral, I had spoken to my sister in brief about the situation in which I am oh-so-fortunate to find myself in. The second leg of our respective journeys were on the same connecting flight.

After I told her the story, she joked, “And you took the same flight as me?!?” Though I wonder just a bit as to how much she was joking since she repeated it later at least once.

In any case, that flight had been just fine.

However, on the return flight, hilarity ensues. First, the first plane is delayed. First a half hour, then an hour, or some increments like that. Then, it’s not coming at all. No. We’re getting an entirely different plane altogether.

But we get on eventually. All seems just peachy, until…

A lady sitting a few rows ahead of me feels faint and we had to land in St. Louis (I think that’s the correct city). She was sixty but in good health and in fact breaks and rides horses for a living or fun I heard her say.

Local police got on the plane to examine her seating area before we were allowed to take off again. Didn’t seem to find anything.

Of course, I would not have gotten those details without having switched seats with some person who was separated from her friend further back…

I was laughing (but only a little) when the man in front of me was being incredibly impatient about the two delays. I was thinking, “Better late than never, and never feels like a real possibility today.”

There were at least four returning members of the armed forces on that flight. Hence my well-founded belief, they just don’t give a s*** about the troops.

No “there’s something on the wing” moments, undoubtedly to the chagrin of the cockroaches.

But then there is something on the wing of Liberty. 🙂


These people aren’t deserving of it. They gave that up when they decided to cash in on a terror attack rather than try to stop it. You probably fear them, but you really should be more afraid of ignoring the problem than what they can do to you. After all, they’ve sent your family and neighbors off to fight in wars that are really only so they and their friends can make a profit off of your hard-earned dollars and manipulate you into voting for whoever will allow that to continue.

Have they shown any to you? To the democratic process? To the values we hold dear? To their victims? To the innocent lives taken in their manufactured wars?

No. Nor have they shown an ounce of mercy, shame or respect for basic human dignity. They are monsters. They are criminals. They are terrorists and far more dangerous than the ones they pretend to be protecting you from.

I am far from being the first or only person they have done this to. In fact, when the truth inevitably comes out, you will reel and stagger by the sheer breadth, the hubris, and wonder just how you were so deceived.

The facts don’t lie. This system is rotten, corrupt, and very probably beyond repair. A reboot will be the only way to fix it, starting again from the ground up. That is a monumental task. Without it, we are doomed to existence where life is incredibly cheap, where the screams of the wronged have to be ignored because there is no other recourse, where a constant police state and oppression is the norm, where justice is gone and replaced by arbitrary punishment by the sociopaths who you, by inaction and fear, have handed the reins of power to in the longterm.

Only be having the resolve and patience to demand that your representatives investigate beyond the cosmetic surface do we have a chance of getting out of this without that thing they really want: civil war. It is—let me be clear—the job, duty, responsibility of the Legislative branch to provide oversight of these organizations in the Executive. That’s how it works, that’s how it was intended to work.

Now, congress spends most of its time raising money for re-election. That’s not their fault, that’s just the reality of it. That you for the most part have been separated from your money works out that corporations will have the advantage next year, and probably 2014 as well. Doesn’t that worry you in the least?

It’s been said many times that if corporations paid the same rate they paid after WWII, apparently none of the rest of us would need to pay income tax. Now, I don’t suggest that’s what we do, but somewhere in the middle of where we are now and there seems logical and sane. What we have right now looks like private contractors, large multinationals and the like run the intelligence community and a big chunk of the department of defense. Are you really comfortable with that? If so, where did you get the silly idea that they care about you and your children? Corporations, by design, only care about their profit margins. It’s a fact, not an opinion. It doesn’t mean we do away with them, just that there must be some way of balancing that power or we wind up in a mess like the one we’re in now.

The people who go into this kind of work willingly, intentionally, I know mean well and did so for reasons of personal pride, typically because they care about their country and want to make a positive difference. I just don’t know what the hell happened to them.

By the way….

Wonder if it ever occurred to the geniuses in the counterintel side that, should any of the people they planned and gave material support for committing terror acts in order to prosecute them should get off, that now they will know how to plan terror attacks.

I’m betting it f***ing well did. Just another part of the plan to create a never-ending supply of terror for your pleasure and lack of financial stability.

What We’re Talking About

With regards to the previous posts’ “electronic means.”

Executive Order 12891, January 15, 1994

Top of page two is informative with regards to any experiments conducted “after May 30, 1974,” meaning that there may have been some. Radiation. Microwaves. Mentioned in an Executive Order. Not conspiracy theory. Black and white printed page, official document.

The problem (if you happen to be one of that breed of authoritarian who thinks using that on “ferners” is fine) is that it’s being used on US citizens just so a few wealthy industrialists can rip you off, steal your tax money and pretend the problem is welfare, social security, Medicare/Medicaid or whatever other straw men and red herrings they throw in your way are.

Put an end to this and watch the Democrats be forced to put their actions where their mouths are, watch jobs appear as if by magic because the primary tools of oppression have been taken away from the oppressors.


FOIA Request Response: Bio-Effects of Select Acoustic Weapons (PDF link, mobile version of site)

This stuff is real, folks. If they had really wanted to keep it secret then maybe they shouldn’t have used it on me and mine.

So, What Happened the Other Night? (Updated)

As stated in the previous post, I’ve gotten to know the scumbags who consider themselves above the law very well.

As I’ve seen at least three or four times previously, it always starts with two to four people, whether it’s two separate pairs of pickpockets on the Lower East Side of Manhattan, three “homeless” men on the Heritage Trail along the Mighty Mississip, or three (later plus one) FBI informants on the Stone Arch Bridge. It’s just a variation of the same game. At least one in any case is the “agent”, at least one other is “camouflage”, typically someone they don’t know that well but, because they actually don’t know what’s really going on, seem innocent and set the target (that’s you, or in these cases me) at ease.

The followup, once you realize later that “they” were undercover agents or informants, is to have you “randomly” bump into one of them. However, this will in all likelihood be the camouflage. With the “Eco-terrorists”, this was the case. Initially I thought Walter was the ringleader but it became apparent on the second meeting that Dan was actually a lot smarter than I realized on our first meeting. In any case, the ridiculous confrontation in front of Dan’s home with FBI counterintelligence was so obviously put on… Well I already blogged about that. However, I add in case I haven’t already that Dan said he had been arrested for protesting the GOP convention in St. Paul. I think many will recall the news about that, the many arrests and the trials, etc.

What you may not realize is that the news articles I linked yesterday also affirm that some of these FBI informants attempting to create terrorism for up to $100,000 a pop sometimes also are “working off” criminal charges. This is common practice and, perhaps, had it not been for the constant hammering on me, the other nearly unthinkable things done to other people (and animals) of my acquaintance I might have more sympathy for it. But when you try repeatedly, over and over again, to force someone to do an act of terror or to have an accident, you prove that you are the guilty party.

Moving on, three nice looking Hispanic men invited me (this evening, now I think of it) to meet them under a bridge for drinking and fun. (By the way, why do you people have a bridge fetish? Don’t get that…)

Of course the camouflage pulled me aside and told me it was not a safe place to visit.

As if I needed that warning after the bulls*** I’ve seen…


First, the young lady I spoke with tried the argument that perhaps the problem was I was being too trusting of people who seem to want to intend me harm. First, they didn’t seem that way…none of them, not initially. Second, when I reported the “Eco-terrorist” thing, the agent I spoke with ended the conversation with “We’d appreciate any further information you can give us.”

So—as I also explained to the young woman yesterday—I wanted to find out why all the heat was coming down on me and since authorities have not been forthcoming (because they are among the guilty parties) I did as the agent asked and went to the bar we hung out at to see if I could find them.

Didn’t see them, but a young man talking to a woman outside described what he said was his own experience at another bar which a little too closely resembled my own and followed up with, “If Batman were here, he’d be on top of that building there,” pointing to one of our skyscrapers.

Now, obviously a person would have to be more than a little nuts to follow that advice…or drugged.

And that is my clearest argument: I was drugged (even if that is now accomplished through electronic instead of chemical means skirting the legal definition of “drugging” a person), they knew it, and they tried to get me to do something that would result in injury or death. That is attempted murder.