Around the nabe

I once knew this person from demos, way back when, but I no longer remember his name.  “Oscar” comes to mind, but that might be wrong.  I’m not implying he is a psychopath.

I believe he is (or was) my new checker-upper-er.  For example a day after I came out of a hospital, I’m walking uptown, and I notice him pacing me on the other side of Broadway for 2-3 blocks.  What the hay?!  Then he speeds up and a few minutes later, he’s walking towards me on my side, studying me.  There was a street market, but he wasn’t looking at anything else.  (The doctors had said I had gotten ill because I had gone cold turkey on certain medications after my pharmacy kept claiming not to have received the refill order – though my personal doctor said they had spoken to the pharmacy directly.  The no paper prescription law is a serious problem.)  Then recently, one day he’s walking in traffic lanes against the direction of travel until he passes by my car directly.  Again, that was after I had been extremely ill.  A little odd.  (For a long time I was either deathly ill or perfectly fine, now it may take me a little while to feel fine, plus I have internal organ damage.)

All my other checker-upper-ers have been psychopaths.  He’s not.  Interesting.

This is seriously creeping me out

For quite a while I’ve been cyberstalked by a self admitted adword hacker who is also a psychopathic NYPD officer (https://pathwhisperer.info/2017/08/31/my-own-nypd-badged-secret-psycho-cyberstalkerstalker/).  The ad below is now showing up with great frequency.Most of my psycho stalkers hacked adword ads are clear and pointed death threats.  They started showing up when I started a FOIL (Freedom of Information Law) process against the NYPD — there is something he doesn’t want to come out.

He even threatens my dog.  On 11/14/17 this was the only ad that showed up for around a hour and half, tens of times during that period.

Same mutt color, same dark muzzle, same shape ears (one is even lop eared from a bite), obvious German shepherd blood — I take the 30 or 40 of these showing up in one evening, replacing all other ads, as a threat.

So what’s the point of the young lady in the Ebook ad?  A couple months ago I ran into a 30ish young lady with this same hair dye and very similar looks in the neighborhood.  Then I realized I knew her, sort of.  A year and a half ago we used chat down in the dog run, though I never knew her name and haven’t seen her in the park since then.  Does this ad refer to her?  And if so, why?  Psychopathic undercover cops in this precinct already have tried to have another dog walker pick me up (while her cop handler and obvious lover coached from the sidelines — I kid you not).  I don’t know if there is a similar or other plan here, but it creeps me out.

Plus I want to put all the above in public record.

He’s baaa-aaack!


This is a message from a psychopathic NYPD cop.  I don’t understand why I am not being protected from him.  Normal police officers, with normal human brains, you owe him no loyalty.  Psychopathic brains differ from ours.

If anyone in the NYPD, Internal Affairs, the Civilian Complaint Review Board, or the AG’s office is seeking to identity him, the closest I can come is Klaus Kinski’s photo below.  He had the same haircut and hair color the times I saw him from 1995 through spring, 2016, but with weirder eyes.  Do the equivalent of photo yearbooks exist?  Plus, do officers have to register non-NYPD supplied firearms?

More:  My own NYPD-badged secret psycho cyberstalker/stalker.

This add showed up within days of filing a second Freedom of Information Law (FOIL) request of the NYPD.  It’s obvious that he has something to hide (he followed similar timing before).  He should be arrested immediately for attempting to derail the FOIL process through threatening murder (which I personally believe he is quite capable of attempting).

[Private:  To the third party psychopath, why involve yourself?  What would it gain you?  Or was that you, ‘Klaus’, threatening an uninvolved individual?]

My own NYPD-badged secret psycho cyberstalker/stalker

This ad has only shown up three times over the years.  Usually too fast to be able to grab a screenshot.  There is simply no way this ad could be innocent.  Why would he brag about hacking Adwords?  For the same reason teenage psychopathic criminals film their rapes of school mates or beatings of homeless victims.  Psychopaths aren’t self referential (one of their arrested development traits), they need feedback from the outside world to assure themselves of the worth (or wickedness) of their deeds.  Plus what good is it to get over someone without letting them know.  Thus when he started giving an ex of mine tours of my apartment almost 20 years ago, he used to turn electronic devices on and off, it’s called gaslighting.  Solid proof to me, unbelievable to others (such as PAAs, police administrative assistants, who take complaints).  Often in gaslighting campaigns one isn’t really sure:  “Maybe I did leave those windshield wipers on”, etc.  But here components/devices were left on I hadn’t used in years.

The death threats started showing up during my NYPD FOIL application seeking details and source of a character assassination campaign against myself — I believe he is the source and his response supports that.  They’ve gone through various stages after I mentioned them in the same FOIL application, and in complaints to the CCRB, NYPD IAB, the AG’s office, in court filings and to an officer assigned to investigate the matter.  First the ads mostly featured guns and other weapons, then ‘dangerous looking’ flashlights (I’m not kidding, see below), then “Rest in Peace” ads, then ads featuring the words ‘dead’ or ‘kill’.  And every once in a while he brings old ones back.

 

This one was a ‘two-fer’, so are bodies.

The two ads above are curious.  For a while dry ads regarding Peyronie’s disease were showing up.  Then this one with the humorous graphics appeared.  What does it mean?  I don’t have Peyronie’s of course, I’m normal.  Oh wait, we are all normal to ourselves.  Maybe I should check.  Hey anybody have a Playboy and a Viagra?!  That’s the ticket!  This may be a serious matter however.  For framing purposes it helps to have distinguishing details such as birthmarks, moles, individual physical traits, etc.  There have already been a couple pick-up attempts by women I barely knew, within sight of their NYPD plainclothes handlers (I kid you not).  Will they be content with failure or will they cook up something?

(It should be noted that there was an extreme sexual charge between these ladies and their NYPD handlers.  So they were trying to please a lover.  They should sue the NYPD for rape.  Or advertise and make it a class action suit.  Of course at the time they wouldn’t have felt it was rape, but once slammed down for being of no use perhaps they changed their minds.  ‘Whatever it Takes’, ‘By any Means Necessary‘ are the mottos of psychopathic law enforcement units.  Sex means nothing more to them than taking an inflatable doll to bed or two people scratching each other behind their elbows simultaneously.  Of course I find it disquieting that by being friendly to me these ladies became prey for badged lizard Lotharios.

Psychopathic Don Juans are simply out of this world skillful, almost unbelievably so — emotional shapeshifters of quantum speed.  Perhaps they were coached by an Officer Eugene Depasse, if he is in fact an NYPD officer.  I was introduced to a Eugene Depasse (De Pas?) at a wedding between members of my ex’s therapy group (Nancy Becker, therapist) as I recall.  Also I was told privately that Gene had stated that he had come to therapy in order to stop living the womanizer life.  Ha, ha, ha.  Most likely, this psychopath was trying to understand his failures, join art to science, become an even more talented womanizer.  All psychopaths, no matter their intelligence, essentially live as strangers in a strange land, surrounded by others doing things for reasons they can’t understand.  So group therapy with normals could be very useful to them, but extremely dangerous to the normals.  Not being an insider I don’t know if Gene surreptitiously took over the group (as they often do places of work) but I believe Ms. Becker allowed him and probably other psychopathic clients to ruin the lives of clients.  I do have some memory of being told he was some kind of officer, perhaps it was NYPD.  The two NYPD Lotharios in question here, were one, a tall, 6′ 1″ or 2″ good looking Caucasian young man with solid brown hair, the other, a sort of roly poly individual in his forties, 5’ 8″to 10″ of Mediterranean complexion, both very arrogant.)

The appearance of this last ad was chilling.  It appeared on the evening of August 23, within an hour of my having bought an 4-pack of an identically packaged similar diet drink.  It would seem the murderous, psychopathic punk is stalking me.  I don’t understand why I can’t get protection from his Cape Fearing, cyber and otherwise.  This is a rogue, bad apple, criminal cop who should be arrested — for stalking, issuing death threats, trying to derail a FOIL and Art. 78 proceeding by same, investigated for possible attempted murder, and, though it may be hard to prove, for phone tapping and black bag entry for purposes of providing info/entertainment to an ex.

This one was even more chilling.  

It appeared the day after I had gone to a 24 hour flat fix joint late at night after finding a screw in my tire tread.  What does this ad mean?  That he was following/stalking me?  That he had placed that screw there (again) and was laughing at me because I couldn’t prove anything (https://pathwhisperer.info/2014/09/09/is-there-a-training-day-crew-in-the-nypd-and-are-they-targetting-me/)?  It has since appeared five or six more times.

Of course it’s another ‘two-fer’, he’s also calling me a slime.

For a brief period in May I was shadowed by a particular unmarked police car while dog walking.  Sometimes the occupant would even wave from close behind his illegally dark front window.  I could see his waving hand and arm, but nothing else of him.  He had parallel parked his car in a tight parking space.  I considered his action then, and consider it so now, to be a threat of imminent attack.  For awhile similar police cars also had illegally dark license plate covers in addition to the illegally dark front window, but the Village Voice’s Nick Pinto seems to have put an end to that. This car had plate number NYS EGR 6154, I believe, a smallish red Chevy, probably an Impala.  Perhaps this is my perp.

UPDATE, Oct. 9, 2017:  My mother and sister report that they have been receiving numerous hang up calls.  It should be noted that they no longer live at home due to a serious fire.

UPDATE, Oct. 25,2017:  He’s baaa-aaack!

This is a message from a psychopathic NYPD cop.  I don’t understand why I am not being protected from him.  Normal police officers, with normal human brains, you owe him no loyalty.  Psychopathic brains differ from ours.

If anyone in the NYPD, Internal Affairs, the Civilian Complaint Review Board, or the AG’s office is seeking to identity him, the closest I can come is Klaus Kinski’s photo below.  He had the same haircut, same color, the times I saw him from 1995 through spring, 2016, but with weirder eyes.  Do the equivalent of photo yearbooks exist?  Plus, do officers have to register non-NYPD supplied firearms?

This add showed up within days of my filing a second Freedom of Information Law (FOIL) request of the NYPD.  It’s obvious that he has something to hide (he followed similar timing before).  He should be arrested immediately for attempting to derail the FOIL process through threatening murder (which I personally believe he is quite capable of attempting).

[Private:  To the third party psychopath, why involve yourself?  What would it gain you?  Or was that you, ‘Klaus’, threatening an uninvolved individual?]

Oh great. Bad guys gain powerful tool for framing and character assassination – Lyrebird voice software

Bad guys such as psychopathic disgraces to law enforcement.

Lyrebird Can Listen and Copy Any Voice in One Minute
Lyrebird steals your voice to make you say things you didn’t – and we hate this future

I’m sure the NYPD rogue psychos have samples of my voice.  Some twenty years ago an ex was “adopted” by a group of genetic psychopaths wearing NYPD badges (one of them is my current cyberstalker).  Not only did they give her tours of my apartment but also access to my phone line (I’m sure the DA’s office still has a record of my unsuccessful attempt to persuade them to investigate).  I believe her prime “protector” was the individual assigned the unmarked police car DPL8171, in the 1990s he had driven an unmarked Taxi police car.  Both cars disappeared from the neighborhood after my documenting their use in ‘harassment by police’ on behalf of my ex.

I’m asking for assistance

I’m asking for assistance in getting to the bottom of a situation that has blighted my life for some time. There are enough people reading this who know me and this situation. For some years, I have been plagued by a character assassination campaign. Some, who I feel know me perfectly well, have from one day to the next chosen to face the wall rather than acknowledge me or seemed even very frightened of me. I have no idea what motivates them. The situation is truly insane, which is why I believe there is a psychopathic spider at the center of this web, currently probably the owner of the DPA/DPL license tags (I suspect, but don’t know for a fact, that these are NYPD tags), or perhaps a psychopathic group therapy client of my ex’s therapist.  I’ve faced psychopathic tag teaming, gang stalking since the start of my work on psychopathy (though it actually started slightly earlier with personal conflict with particular psychopaths).  The fact that the allegation(s) is/are apparently convincing is meaningless.  Psychopaths are called confidence artists for a reason, they inspire confidence and the truth is irrelevant to them.

I don’t know whether these are all related, but first I noticed that members of an ex’s therapy group, suddenly become afraid of me. Some time later, I understand my ex had plastic surgery, becoming unrecognizable. I have no idea what she looks like. One night after thinking I might be in her presence (the rest of the group had been there) my wife and I were awoken around 3 am by two fax polling calls, from a number that turned out to be her personal number. She made fax polling calls to various phone numbers linked to me for over ten years. (Further, if interested, To the de Blasio administration, I hereby volunteer to identify NYPD whiteshirt psychopaths, gratis.)

I had nothing to do with any cause of her choosing to have plastic surgery. If she thought so, her therapists should have hospitalized her until she recovered from that psychotic break, if that was the cause. However, they are scared of me also. Once my wife and I were seated next to them in a restaurant and from their panicked glances at each other one would have thought Satan had sat near them. ‘Was it something I said? Wait, I hadn’t spoken to them in some 15 years. Oh, waiter . . .” There were other occurrences, though very rare, because I only ran in to them once or twice a year around our shared neighborhood. However, it culminated in 2012, when the husband (both are therapists) — well, I’m not inside his head, so let me give several possibilities — when the husband sought to menace/threaten me by lunging his car at me from a standing start all the while in the parking lane, or perhaps it was an impulsive murder attempt, or perhaps he always does jackrabbit starts and drives in the parking lane whenever possible and enjoys scattering pedestrians, I don‘t know. Clearly the lad was confused, so rather than having him arrested I had an attorney write a letter, my wish being to find out the motive for his bizarre behavior not his punishment. But nothing came of it. (See, For the record (private message transmitted publicly) and the de Blasio link above.)

In 2002, Sue Hudgins, the COO of PaineWebber’s Municipal Security Group (later UBS’s), came into a kitchen, stopped when she saw me and said “Something stinks in here,” and left. From then on she only glared at me in seeming disgust, though previously we had gotten along well, usually sharing small friendly conversations when we ran into each other.

Researchers into family life and psychopathy might be interested in interviewing Ms. Hudgins.  I believe her father and at least two of her husbands were/are psychopaths.  The children of psychopaths are very easy to recognize, there’s a constellation of deeply humiliated personality traits.

A witness that I was friendly with, said she’d try to find out the whyfors of Ms. Hudgins’ behavior towards me.  Shortly she stopped talking to me also. ‘Huh, what??” I subsequently got into some trouble at work threatening legal action. At the time my father had said that I was attempting to accomplish with a jerk when a steady pull was called for. Since then my father has passed away and I still am in the dark. I had told him that I didn’t see why anyone would necessarily ever come forward. People don’t like involving themselves in possible legal complications, and people seem instinctively reluctant to involve themselves in anything messy or fantastical. And of course, now the situation is 10 – 20 times more fantastical. Also if the lie is big enough, the accused is essentially considered guilty until proven innocent (“No empath cares anything about proofs“, “Of course we shall never prove that he is responsible for it; but what does that matter?”, Psychopathic character assassination and murder-by-suicide as depicted in Orwell’s Burmese Days).

This is not a small thing. It’s like being in a boxing match with a ghost. We’re social animals, the feeling that the world is a thin layer of crust over lava underneath is crippling (see, From Country of Liars: Character Assassination). The psychopath survivor blogs talk of difficulty in concentrating and/or becoming hypervigilant in response.

In 2013 I entered into an academic program to move into a new direction and assure myself and my loved ones of financial security in my old age. At first it went very well, I found myself striding confidently into an eagerly awaited future, just like young people are supposed to do. I am not young of course, but it was a new beginning. But then my concentration started sliding, as the split concentration and the worry reasserted itself.

Hypervigilance is not all bad. I notice things that are “wrong” unconsciously. Regarding that car that had almost slammed me into a divider (see, Should I be concerned), I hadn’t taken my eye off of it since it entered the highway, something was just “wrong” about the way it was being driven.

Plus it once enabled me to stop a violent mugging in progress (Oct. 2011). I was driving west on Central Park North approaching Adam Clayton Powell Boulevard when I noticed two people in the dusk walking with one very close behind. Something seemed wrong. Then I saw them walking side by side and relaxed, thinking, ‘ah, boyfriend and girlfriend.’ However when they started merry-go-rounding around a contested bag, my response was, ‘oh, so that’s what’s going down,” and was able to respond immediately.

Now, the sequence above took place in my peripheral vision and the peripheral part of my mind. My main mind was concentrating on driving, paying attention to the other cars around me, planning my route, etc. However, once my peripheral mind realized what was happening, my main mind was ready to go, with no uptake of the slack and no confusion. The problem then was how to affect the outcome of the situation down the block which could be over in seconds. So I started gunning the engine, honking the horn, flashing the lights all to convey onrushing trouble for the perp. As I jammed on the brakes and turned to drive onto the curb, the mugger dropped his hold and ran back against the direction of traffic. The woman said that he had kept looking back and forth at me on the way and then at her and the bag, until fleeing. Fortunately my plan worked, for he had already slashed her in the neck with a knife and if another attempt had connected with an artery, things could have turned out very badly. (See, Should I worry about this (I don’t remember why I put the account there).)

However one needs to be able to concentrate fully in life. (After being laid off I also tried teaching myself piano and also guitar, but I couldn’t do it.  I’m a professionally trained actor and singer, so these skills could have amounted to livelihoods.) The stress and split concentration affects all aspects of on one’s life. My wife: “Why do I always have to repeat everything twice, you don’t listen.” A physical activity teacher: “It’s not that you can’t hear, it’s that you aren’t listening.” Me: “Did you coordinate that with my wife?”  (See “Country of Liars” link above.)

2015 is the final year I can start that academic program in time to finish in the time allotted. Somebody who knows me needs to stand up and let me in on the secret. “It is important that no charges be answerable” is no way to live (See, Psychopathic character assassination and murder-by-suicide as depicted in Orwell’s Burmese Days). In life as in court one deserves to know the charges against oneself. What’s so hard to understand about that?

Informing me anonymously would be fine, the only comment field necessary is the comment itself. Using a copy center/internet café would hide a personal IP address. My email is pathwhisperer@yahoo.com, that’s another possibility, plus use a free email account if desired. But this nonsense has gone on long enough. Any help would be greatly appreciated.