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It’s called a win-win.  First you are victimized by the bullying, abuse, abuse of power, criminal actions, and then if you complain, bring it to light, go to the authorities and nobody believes you, you lose again.  For the target, it’s lose-lose, for the sociopath, it’s win-win.

Psychopaths count on the naivete of empaths, they know that those inexperienced with sociopaths won’t believe the accounts.  That’s why gaslighting works.  I’ve had sociopaths say to me, in joking situations, ‘go ahead and complain no one will believe you anyway’.  But empaths are absolutely convinced that we are all brothers and sisters under the skin.  It’s called naive prey response syndrome, or simply a state of being naive prey.

No doubt Tony Simmons, the juvenile justice counselor, who would casually detour the elevator on the way to court and molest or rape his charges, said the same thing.  (That flavor of sociopathy — current stories in the newsYes! Sociopathic traits cited from the bench, NY Daily News:  A predator walks: Letting child rapist off without prison time is an outrage in every way.)

NYPD Det. Charles Derosalia probably said the same thing.  He was accused of illegally strip-searching, presumably simply for his own pleasure, 18 women picked up on drug charges.  His response was that they were simply “lying druggies”.   (That flavor of sociopathy — current stories in the news, NY Daily News:  Victim of alleged perv NYPD Det. Charles Derosalia: ‘I was fondled by cop and now I can’t sleep’.)

Finally, let’s not forget third party psychopaths, who will jump on the ‘oh, that’s ridiculous’ bandwagon with no pretense of considering the target’s claims.  Psychopaths stand together versus the normy world.

A variant is the 180 Rule.  They like to turn ‘words on their head’, it makes them feel superior.

More fun with the NYPD, or is it more serious?

Monday, October 6, I was running errands and driving around town.  On the way back I realized that my drivers’ side mirror had been re-angled (  But I had only been parking for 10-15 minutes here and there and running in and out of small stores.  That meant that the responsible party(ies) had to be following me very closely.  This is different from their standard practice where I would be somewhere for an hour or two (such as a restaurant or such like).

Also the concealed carry ad showed up again but in a new situation (  If anything it was even bigger than this, taking up a full side of the screen.


I had to switch back to Windows for a bit and was running totally different internet security software.  Did they just want to let me know they had hacked the security package?  Or is it a threat?  Things seemed to be reaching a crescendo.

The day before one of the DPA/DPL’s crew (the letters refer to partial license plate numbers) had walked by to check out what I was doing — I was waiting for my wife to pick up breakfast for the road at a restaurant I have gone to for decades but which was ‘in their territory.’  (Mine too, we are only 5 blocks apart, but as I haven’t interacted or spoken to my ex’s therapists in over fifteen years why does it matter?  Why they are terrified of me and the husband actually tried to run me down I don’t understand.  The whole point of this post and series of posts is to find out what the character assassination is.  In life as in court, isn’t one entitled to know the charges against them?  What’s so hard to understand about that?)

Then later on Monday I fell into my usual routine, returning home in the early eve.  On the six blocks home I found I was walking through a guantlet of some 3 or 4 police vehicles whose occupants were paying close attention to me.  Then when I got to my corner I saw a smallish bizarrely incognito individual (outsize white framed sunglasses and a strange hat) approaching on the exact path I had taken the previous Wednesday.  So I kept walking without turning.

What makes this more interesting is that this is the second occurrence of almost the same thing.  That previous Wednesday I had noticed the same things regarding police vehicles and had avoided the same individual immediately at my building, wearing the same sunglasses and that time, a pork pie hat.  But my reaction was, pretty much, what is this weirdness about?  The second time not so much.

I also noticed that a couple of the police cars seemed unhappy with my noticing their attention to me particularly one FHN ____, a black/dark blue Chevy Malibu.  Other cars that might have been involved were ERH and a **36 from the precinct north of here.

So what is going on?

In both situations I avoided the flashy incognito individual (the first time I don’t believe they were aware that I was aware, they probably thought my avoidance was accidental.  Since my progress to the destination was obviously being monitored, my question for myself was ‘what was waiting at the end of the line?’  So I walked by my entry as though to make a cell phone call out of doors.  Shortly thereafter, a strange female character (5′ 6″ or so) exited my building walking straight towards me, wearing a seeming disguise of outsize white sunglasses and a pork pie hat.  Then her will and her steps seemed to falter, to wobble, and she passed me by).  It stands to reason that it was my ex.  But on the other hand the whole situation doesn’t stand to reason, so I don’t really know.  But my instincts said avoid, and I listen to my instincts.

I recommend to anyone in conflict with a psychopath (here the DPA/DPL and at least three members of his crew) entertain what are normally called paranoid lines of thought.  Usually people in these situations aren’t paranoid/justifiably suspicious enough — e.g., that husband who slept with a revolver to protect himself from his wife, who killed him claiming he had rolled over onto his gun, that wife who told her daughter that if anything happened to her it would be by her husband’s hand (whom she still lived with, until he killed her).  Were the occurrences above assassination attempts?  If (and it’s only an if) that individual was my ex then I suspect so.  The way these things work is that there is a publicly declaimed shooter and then a killing shooter in the background (a la “The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance”).

If her therapists read this, which I do believe they do — I had anonymously sent to a suspected conduit the earlier post, To the de Blasio administration, I hereby volunteer to identify NYPD whiteshirt psychopaths, gratis.  The conduit immediately knew I had sent it which proves that he/she was in fact a conduit and essentially that they knew about this blog already — they should talk to their client.  Maybe they already know whether she owns outsized white famed sunglasses or whether she has read these posts.

If they believe she was involved they should send her to a mental hospital (she’s been in them before) or on a long trip.  There’s a real chance that if the events were an assassination attempt that it would have been a double job, with the blame placed on my shoulders no doubt.  In a sense she is more of a threat to the psychopathic crew than I am.  She knows of their crimes, having participated in them.  I haven’t spoken much about criminal behavior on their part, but they crossed that line a long time ago in their invasion of my privacy.  Being psychopaths they never figured they’d ever have to pay the piper and my ex got to live my life right along with her own.

Moving to a different subject, when running into psychopaths I’ve never met before I often get the impression that they’d like to thank me for my efforts.  They should thank officer DPA/DPL instead.  Recently I was at a counter of computer terminals with one other person.  I noticed his looking at me and saw both that he recognized me and was a psychopath.  Then he began farting (making farting sounds?), some 6 to 8 times.  I’m sorry but they were misdirected.

For the record / anomalies

For some years, when I would go on vacations I would return to find the MS Backup program in the recent list on my Start menu.  This was a program I never ran.  After a certain point the program was pinned there permanently, which I hadn’t done either.  This required physical access to the my computer since I leave it unplugged when absent.

I ended up switching to a Linux OS.  Somehow my bootloader page would be defaulted back to Windows.  Usually after a Linux distro update or two, it would go back to the correct Linux entry.  Then it would at some point switch back to Windows.  Then I started getting Linux Update Manager failure error messages, which I have to work around.  At the same time I started getting other error messages.  When reported to the Linux distro, I was told the problems were due to non-distro software on my computer, which I hadn’t loaded.  It is apparent that I am under constant cyber attack and do not control my computer.

Changing the subject somewhat, very shortly after filing a request with the NYPD a few weeks ago, upon going to my car I noticed a few gum wrappers under it that hadn’t been there when I parked.  No big deal.  Later that day, on the Jersey Turnpike I noticed a large SUV merging at speed to my right.  It seemed to me that the car was being driven masterfully for such a big car and with purposive intent as it swept across the lanes of the main highway.  Then I realized it wasn’t going to stop before reaching my lane at the exact point where I was located and that if we collided it had all the momentum and I would go careening into a wall.  Fortunately my performance upgrades to my car had been to the brakes, so emergency braking prevented an accident, if that was what it would have been.  I have never previously braked so hard from speed, I have never seen grapes fly so fast inside a car.  Then a day or so later I realized that I was driving on the sidewalls of one of my tires.  It turned out there was a screw working its way into the tire.  How interesting.

The gum wrappers are also interesting.  Completely unnecessary, if done by an individual planting the screw, it that’s what happened.  Back to my abode, a while back I installed a security DVR and system.  One day I went to review the contents and found the remote had been reprogrammed to another DVR.  This couldn’t have happened by accident (and I was already on the default).  This is more than gaslighting, it’s sort of a reach out and touch, but still unnecessary.  Plus I had another device that to save images to memory required a config file.  Without it, it would seem to work but wouldn’t write to memory.  I found the config file had been deleted.

Finally, I have a storage facility for my excess musical instruments, household items and mildish prepper items (after Katrina, Irene and Sandy plus an economy run for and by psychopathic economic looters and resultant economic meltdowns around the world we should all be prepared to be self sufficient for a period of time if need be).  I don’t control access to this facility either.

WHOA, WHOA, WHOA!  Right after I saved this to go live (drafts are saved automatically) the PUBLISH button grayed out and a CONNECTION LOST error message appeared.  Apparently I am being monitored in real time.

“As time passed. I learned how to see psychopaths. It was as if a sixth sense had been awakened”

Ah Lovefraud — the gift to the lazy blogger.  “Borrowing” a post, the above quote is from LETTERS TO LOVEFRAUD  ‘O like Umbrella,’ and the shut down mechanism.  I’m going to take a few passages here and there from the post, under fair use (emphases added).  Please visit the original for the full context, it’s written by Quest, a 55 year old male after the disaster of a relationship with a psychopath.

Two weeks after leaving I realised that I was now damaged goods.  Many times I found myself asking myself, what had this woman done to me and how did she do it??? . . .

So what were my symptoms?  . . .  I was in a state of awareness that I can only describe as being hypervigilant for other psychopaths, or the possibility of them. Basically everyone I met was a potential psychopath until proven otherwise. Paranoia was rampant.

As time passed. I learned how to see psychopaths. It was as if a sixth sense had been awakened and I was wired to the symptoms of psychopathy. Any symptom set the alarm bells ringing in my mind. Well, all this knowledge and awareness was great, but I still could not fix the damage. . . .

. . .

Anyone who has spent any time in an intimate relationship with a psychopath knows that things get very confusing at times. What appears to happen to the victim is a kind of mental shut down that seems to happen at a subconscious level, beyond the normal conscious awareness of the victim. The victim, not realising what is happening, slowly gets lulled into an almost vegetative state where they can hardly recognise themselves. It feels like their very essence or soul has been sucked right out of them, leaving a confused, rudderless entity, almost a zombie.

. . .

The victim tries to make sense of what is going on around them. What they don’t realise is, nothing is supposed to make sense. The psychopath is in full attack mode on the victim’s sanity. The psychopath is basically talking nonsense, but the victim is not aware that it is nonsense, or that they are under premeditated attack. As the victim’s mind tries to make sense of the babble, not realising that its not supposed to make sense, because it almost does make sense, some part of the persons thinking processes shuts down. How this really works I am not sure, but I feel as if I am getting close to the realisation of it.

. . .

If it doesn’t make sense it’s probably nonsense and you are probably dealing with a psychopath. Because a psychopath is so good at hiding nonsense in amongst sense, most people miss the nonsense. Being aware of this puts the power in the hands of the victim or potential victim. . . .

So gaslighting shuts the victim down mentally. I feel it is important to realise this, because once a victim is shut down, it will take a long time to wake them up again. I guess the revelation here is realising the relationship between gaslighting and the shut down mechanism. It’s all in the nonsense.

Apparently he developed the ability to ‘see psychopaths.’  I once knew a woman, a coworker, who claimed to be able to do this.  She said that while standing at street corners waiting to cross she’d start recognizing the psychopaths around her.  She said they were all over.  Concerning coworkers that she claimed to be psychopathic, once I got to know them, I never knew her to be wrong.  That’s one reason I always try to post images of my possible psychopaths/sociopaths — I’ll stare at them to see if I can see anything, or see if my subconscious sees anything.

Also note the full court press Quest’s psychopathic partner mounted on his personality.  Long term partners of psychopaths often end up with severely degraded personalities.

Regarding his “sixth sense”, obviously it’s not actually a sixth sense, it’s not a sense that only sharks usually have, it’s not information from a multi-dimensional portal, it’s a turning loose, a turning on of his subconscious’s abilities.  As a trained actor, I very strongly believe the greatest abilities and perceptions are all rooted in the subconscious.  In my own dealing with possible sociopaths, I pay attention to check list items, to behaviors and thought patterns that I consider often sociopathic, to eyes, to a particular type of arrogance and to small behaviors consistent with arrested development and then wait for “a click”, i.e., acknowledgment from my subconscious that yes indeed the particular individual is a sociopath — until then, I don’t “know”, I only suspect.  I do realize that this is against the tradition of the scientific method which states all knowledge is knowable by all, and accessible by following the 4 step nonemotional understanding method — step, 2, 3, understand — however this doesn’t work for dealing with sociopaths.  My recommendation is that we should all work to develop Quest’s sixth sense.

Since my opinions are not based on the scientific method, I understand that I have no proof to offer a third party.  So be it.  I can only offer “flags of possible sociopathy”.  But if someone asked me, “OK, I see those flags.  Are you saying they are proof of sociopathy?”  Me, “No, those plus everything else is the proof.”  I couldn’t even prove that someone was a sociopath to my earlier self.  I would have responded, “Well, I see those behaviors and flags you mention, but why should I believe they mean anything deep, let alone prove of sociopathy?”  My subconscious had no knowledge of sociopathy, no way to translate the cues.

I would predict that many visitors to this blog think that they have never met any sociopaths.  I would bet my 401K this is not true.  Rather most people do not pay any attention to the cues that are actually there.  Once I became aware of sociopaths in my own life and gained some ability to recognize them I realized that I had known quite a few throughout my life.  I am quite confident that all middle-aged visitors who work outside a small family-run business and live in cities have easily known over a dozen sociopaths, sometimes quite a few more.