Annoying neighborhood psychopaths and anomalous occurrences

I’ve decided to take pics of annoying neighborhood psychopaths (or probable psychopaths).  The criteria could be almost anything.  1) I might find them annoying for no known reason, that’s good enough for me.  If my emotional reaction says they are annoying, I assume the cause just hasn’t reached my consciousness yet.  (I’m with those who say every psychological growth stage is still within our psyche and can be drawn on.  I urge everone to reintegrate with their 5/6 year old self who knew whom they liked or trusted).  2) It might seem to me that I run into them too often.  3)  It might seem that they keep showing up in too timely a manner as though checking up on my health after attacks.

Unfortunately this is a pic of a pic.  I do have him on higher quality video also.  Regarding the above I would say that he qualifies on all 3 categories above.

A nearby store has been the site of a number of anomalous occurrences (were they more than that?, you tell me).  I hesitate to discuss such matters, it seems to lose me visitors and commenters.  Oh, well.

I used to go to this store almost everyday for a coffee and a pastry.  One day there’s an individual, whom I had never seen before, in front of me at the self serve coffee machine.  Nothing unusual, except I really disliked him, for no known reason.  And then, he left the milk out for me — ah, a nice guy.  Then I see there’s only enough milk left in the carton for one cup of coffee.  That’s odd.  Then I see there’s another open milk container in the refridgerator section.  That’s very odd.  I’d never, ever seen two open cartons in this very small store at the same time.  Who wants a stinking coffee anyway?  Two anomalies are enough for me to alter my path.  There was also at least one more anomalous event concerning a cup of coffee there.

I also used to buy a particular chocolate bar almost everyday.  One day I went in and there were 7 – 8 individuals crowded around the cashier at the candy counter.  I had to sort of push through just barely able to reach the bars.  However somebody had conveniently left a bar sitting flat on top of all the others making it easier to grab, what a nice person.  So I grabbed it and left a dollar on the counter.  Then as I left with chocolate, I suddenly realized that all the people around the counter knew each other and were sort of moving in coordination (obviously I trust messages from my subconscious).  Plus the responses of the few that I had to squeeze by with ‘excuse me, excuse me,” seemed wrong to me.  One of the things that is impossible in this world is pretending not to know someone (it doesn’t matter if they pretend to ignore you or if they engage with you).  They recognized me.  Who wants a stinking chocolate?

The individual in the pic didn’t play a part in any of the above occurrences.  But he did play a peripheral part in another anomalous event.  I have to qualify this story as being from the ‘I’d never believe it, if it hadn’t happened to me’ file drawer.  There was another store where I would often buy a particular item.  One day as I approach the door I see the same neighborhood psychopath (or likely psychopath) chatting with a plain clothes policeman sitting on a milk crate pretending to be a homeless panhandler (recognizing undercover cops).  OK.  Then immediately inside the door there is a fake mentally ill homeless person wearing five or six shirts.  OK  How do I know he was fake, his ‘intent’ was all wrong.  Then I noticed that he actually wasn’t doing anything, just standing there.  So I went over to the proper shelf, and there was only one sample of the item available.  OK.  Then, in the line, the guy behind me struck up a small conversation — but he didn’t look at me as though I were a stranger.  OK.  Then as I walked from the front of the line to the cash register clerk, he suddenly said , ‘oops, he had forgotten his money and would have to come back’ and left the line.  OK.  However both he and the five shirt fake mentally ill person seemed to suddenly relax and almost smile at my making the purchase.  Hmm.  Then as I left the store I stepped around the corner of the building to make a cell phone call.  Then the fake homeless cop almost knocked me down tearing around the corner carrying his milk crate as though his shift was over.  Hmmm.  That’s too many anomalies for me, who wants this stinking item anyway?

The fake homeless cop (undercover cops use this ruse quite frequently) would be easy to ID.  He’s around 6′ 2 or 3″, ruddy complextion – would sun burn easily, 40s maybe, lanky physique but very muscular, tousled dirty blondish hair, 2 or 3 inches, toothy, rangey (if that means anything), etc.

Some might say all the above have credible reasons for happening as they happened and that I’m imagining things.  OK, maybe, but I don’t think so.  I say that the reason that I’m alive and Kathy Krajco, Linda Mealey and others are dead is that I read intent and they didn’t.  There are some 12 to 15 psychopathy truth martyrs as I look at it, a few had mysterious deaths, the others died from seemingly natural disease processes — but I wouldn’t bet money that that was true.

Another day I’m sitting in a local coffee shop.  I notice a psychopath I’d never seen in the neighborhood before in the ordering line.  However, he displayed no intent of actually desiring a coffee or a bagel, displayed no ‘yum, yum, yummy, I can’t wait for my bagel’ anticipation.  Further I suddenly realized (there I go again) that his intent was hostile and that I was his target.  He left before me.  As I left some 5, 10 minutes later, I see him walking at an angle to intercept me.  So I walk along and suddenly stop when we are about two feet apart and we stand there staring at each other.  That’s close enough so there are no secrets and it was obvious that this psychopath knew and hated me.  But I actually didn’t sense any intent of immediate harm.  I’ve noticed before that sometimes psychopaths like to ‘mark’ their targets.  The actual attack took place later that day.  In NYC there are often one/two story scaffolds up around buildings for building inspections.  The way they are built funnel pedestrians into two lanes and if there is a sidewalk cafe into one lane.  You could call it a double pinch point.  So I’m walking through such a double pinch point (across the street from the first cafe) and suddenly someone rushing by me brushes me physically in his hurry.  I’m thinking,’whoa, I guess he was in a hurry.’  Then, ‘wait a minute, that was with purposeful intent, he brushed against me purposely, what’s going on here?’  So I spun around and there’s a woman around six inches behind me, holding her purse up to her chest with one hand, while removing something from it with the other, while staring intently at what had been the back of my head.  She must have moved in close in coordination with the brush by, I was supposed to notice only the brush by.  Unfortunately I didn’t have the presence of mind to tackle her and empty her purse.  She snatched her hand out of her purse and just hurried away.  A fentanyl swab behind the ears (http://time.com/khaled-mashaal/)?  A psychotic anxiety level causing agent (i.e. to cause suicide)?  A prussic acid aerosol to cause a heart attack (or something more up to date)?  Who knows?

Anyway, the idividual pictured at the top has lately been looking at me like the cat that ate the canary, so I decided to write this down.

 

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?]

Falsely Accused

“Have you ever, as a child, been accused of something you didn’t do, either by your parents, teachers or other “authorities?” And if so, were you punished unfairly for something you didn’t do? Do you remember how it felt?

“As you remember, can you feel the frustration, the helpless anger and resentment that you told the truth and no one believed you? YOU know what you did or did not do, and no one can take that away from you. But they have taken away from you the right for that truth to be known by others. And someone else has taken away THEIR right to know the truth. You have been slandered and punished, and there is NO WAY you can ever prove that it was wrong and unjust, and all the other people will have a “history” of you that is false. In fact, this knowledge that others will have false memories of you, will have false ideas about what you did until they die, hurts almost worse than the punishment. What is more, in a vague way, you can perceive that those who believe the lie have been deprived of something valuable about you: the truth that you did not do what you were accused of doing, and that you did tell the truth. A barrier has been erected between you and the others—the barrier of a lie.” Laura Knight-Jadczyk https://salemwitchhunt.wordpress.com/2014/08/16/falsely-accused/

The shock isn’t really the lie of the psychopath (or of the gangstalking psychopaths and their flying monkeys) but the believing by the others.  “Why should you have believed them, no matter what they said?”

Related posts:  https://pathwhisperer.info/2012/03/11/from-country-of-liars-character-assassination/, https://pathwhisperer.info/2014/10/22/psychopathic-character-assassination-and-murder-by-suicide-as-depicted-in-orwells-burmese-days/.

Thank you

From Ramble On, http://moeller.bz/story, thank you for your testament, it’s good to hear:

“https://pathwhisperer.info/2010/03/04/quadruple-search-today-how-to-cross-examine-a-sociopath/

Just wanted to update the site that we beat the sociopath in court. Carefully insinuating that he was stupid caused him to blow up in court. The judge actually said that nothing he said was credible! Thank you for your advice. This is testament that you can win with a sociopath! Your site was a wealth of knowledge and support. Thank you!”

Search: “please help me to gather enough evidence against my former husband. he is a narcissistic sociopath and has already alienated one of our children from me. trying to prevent him from doing more emotional damage on our son. thank you.”

You can just hear that scream, that confusion, that shock.

A plea sent out over the ether.

Search: “are undercover cops psychopaths?”

You got it.

I’m half joking, it’s almost impossible to know the exact percentages.  Personally, I believe, for the NYPD, it’s very high — judging from the sheer number of undercover officers that I recognize that I also recognize as psychopaths.  Also being an undercover officer would be very attractive to psychopaths.

Recognizing undercover police officers is on a need-to-know basis.  If you need to know, you will gain the ability to recognize them.  Basically, cops pay attention differently than others, also their intent is always different.  For example a crazy person standing and staring into the sky has one intent, a cop standing and staring into the sky in exactly the same position has another, namely the intent to look like a crazy person.

These cues are very subtle, too subtle for someone without the need to know to pick up.  One can’t be taught to do so, but one can learn to.

The subconscious mind is much more powerful than the conscious mind.  As a trained actor I believe and know that.  I’m not making this up.  Scientists Prove that Your Brain is Actually Smarter Than You Are.  (Before someone says, ‘Oh, but you’re always attacking those who live in ‘expert mediated realities’, and now you’re quoting them.’  So what.  And I’d do it again.)

No psychopath should ever be allowed to join any police force.  I once contacted the NYPD Inspector General Philip Eure volunteering to handle this situation for the NYPD, but he never got back to me.  Oh well.  I should add that 7-10 days later I was almost slammed into a barrier on the New Jersey Turnpike.  I’m still not sure how I was able to prevent it.  I had to hit the breaks so hard that grapes straight lined off the passenger seat into the front window, caroming around the car.  No way did I trust the suspension to do any emergency maneuvers, lane changes, at that speed.  Good thing, coinkydinkytally a screw was through the tread concurrently.

 

Clear and present danger

I would like to urge strongly, very strongly, that NYPD Deputy Commissioner for Intelligence & Counterterrorism, John J. Miller, be asked to prove he is not a psychopath.  This can be done through brains scans, both structural and functional, plus a DNA test could be informative.

millerimagesI am writing this just a few days after a ‘terrorist’ bombing in Chelsea, Manhattan, NY.  It certainly was a terrorist bombing.

To honest and moral law enforcement, do you really think French police chief Helric Fredou of the Hebdo case committed suicide?

I was going to name an earlier iteration of this post:  Psychopaths pass among us unnoticed . . ..

images-duckduckgo2-comThe individual on the left is the porcelain doll — brittle, fragile, rigid, perfect.  The other two are his enablers.  It’s amazing how many people find me by the search “are narcissists attracted to psychopaths.”

Back to the current post, please note that the Chelsea bombing took place immediately after Bratton’s exit.  The older I get the less I like coincidences.  Recall the murders of police officers during ongoing or right before anti-police violence demonstrations, essentially defanging the demonstrations.  This is exactly the kind of thing a psychopath in a position of power might do (and then go to bed laughing about).  Recall also, a photographer lining up a number of cops for a pic exactly at the same time an insane individual with a hatchet was there to attack from the back.  Something smells.

Psychopathy tests:

Psychopathy marker — “Neurodevelopmental marker for limbic maldevelopment in antisocial personality disorder and psychopathy”

“Criminal Minds — Will testing the brain, even before birth, separate the good seeds from the bad?”

“Courtroom First: Brain Scan Used in Murder Sentencing”

Post redux: What the heck? Are these brain structures meaningful or not?

Genetic cocktail — psychopathy genetic markers