For Things To Change, We Have To Change The Way We Think About This Crime

As a rule, while I was using drugs, I did not trust female drug dealers.  I don't know when that started, but there is just something I don't trust about that situation.  I've known about a hundred dealers over the years and most of them felt the same way.  Most of the dealers that I knew weren't gay and even the straight ones had a mistrust of female dealers.  They are too emotional and too skiddish for me.  Drug dealers don't do well when they act emotionally...I liked the smart ones.

When I moved to Palm Springs and continued to be stalked by these people, I knew that drugs were involved and everyone was talking about a woman drug dealer named Jessica.  Years before, I was in Palm Springs and a friend made me wait in the car in  the Warm Sands area, outside of a complex, near Steven Frey's home, for him to buy some meth and GHB.  He told me it was a female drug dealer named Jessica or Vicky...later that night when I got back to the place where I was staying, someone had stolen my gold Roman Catholic cross from a gold rope necklace I had carefully left in my room.  Little did I know that I was being followed even then.  Now I know that "Lisa" was the woman living in that apartment complex...and her brother stole my cross that my parents gave me...the night I was raped, fifteen or so years later, he stole the gold rope necklace from my neck.

My first recollection of Jessica was when I was around John O'Brien...he couldn't stand her.  I remember that she was staying at a Motel 6 in Palm Springs and trying to sell a stolen Mac Book from her room at the motel.  Chick drug dealers...go figure.  I knew when I heard that, she was the kind of dealer that I wanted to avoid at all costs.  I don't like thieves and a dealer that steals is bad news waiting to be printed at the police station.

My second recollection of Jessica was when she had someone break into Steven Frey's, Chuckwalla apartment while he was knocked out so that she could steal all of his money and drugs from his briefcase like safe that he slept right next to.

Strike two...chick drug dealers suck....

Third and final strike...Bret Simms boyfriend's suicide and his home invasion a month later by friends of "Lisa/Jessica" where Bret was held execution style with a handgun and robbed and told, "if you want to sell drugs in OUR area, you have to pay us"...his boyfriend had just passed away from a bad needle given to him by one of Lisa's drones and here she was telling people to rob him... strike three!

I don't like dirty drug dealers.  Thieves will steal from you and rip you off when you buy from them, but a chick that likes to steal and put your life in danger for drugs is the worst possible scenario.  Too much drama, too much danger and way too much possibility for law enforcement.  It seemed to me that this female liked the seedy side of dealing more than making money...and that is a dangerous situation for anyone involved with her.  Just ask Jonathan Mendenhall.

Later I would hear from my friend Micah while he was being targeted at CCBC where Jessica was staying;  CCBC is an all male gay resort, but here she was again.  She looked a whole lot like the petitioner for the City of La Quinta and you know how I feel about her.  Micah told me that she was robbing him blind and that she forced him to buy her a room at that resort for like a week and a half.  She wasn't welcome there but I've heard that she's bragged about forcing her way into that resort...which sent the gay male clientele running for other places.  Dicks not chicks is the rule!

Finally there was the shaving off of Steven Frey's eyebrows...Jessica and Brian related again...

You can see that there is simply too much drama when it comes to Brian and Laurie LaDramaQueens.  They gossip way too much and they are more concerned with hurting people than selling their drugs and making money.  If sexual attacks are more important to them than selling drugs, I wanted nothing to do with either of them.  Of course they knew that because I was already a victim of this crime, so when I went to Sgt. Anderson, it was too close for comfort...he knows them and so do I...so now, no matter what name they use, people know whom they are.  He thinks about their names and so do I.

Once I met Christopher Monti, I knew the smart thing to do was to make him a confidential informant...he was her next target and protecting him became the priority after my rape.

My point, and Sigmund Freud's is this: For things to change, we have to change the way we think about this crime.  For far too long "silence" has been the rule.  The cops wouldn't believe us and Lisa enforced a strict "no talking policy" while she slung mud at decent people she'd committed crimes against.  That's the wrong approach.  This is a new era in technology and understanding...people are ready to know that it is possible for others to read your mind and commit crimes against you.  They need to know how it happens and whom is doing this.  They need to know that it can happen to anyone and they need to see how bad it can get.

We, as implanted victims, need to stop being so shocked that this has happened and accept that we are being watched.  Then and only then can you realize the advantage of your own mind.  You can take steps to remove Lisa and her brother out of your life.  You can better watch your finances and know whom to look at when your phone bills start going crazy.  If the police harass you, you can explain to them that you know whom is behind this and you can tell them that you are "electronically harassed".  Knowing that Lisa and her brother react to YOUR thinking allows you to think differently.  You, if you do use drugs, can make better choices about selling, using, driving or being under the influence in a place where she can get to you.  Also, this is my personal favorite, you can decide to keep other victims of this problem away from you so that she can't have them hurt you.  She likes to pit "this one" against "that one" for total drama and maximum physical violence.

My team needs to work on public exposure and public awareness and media.  If there are police officers that are interested in the solution instead of the problem, they need to make Sgt. Anderson aware.  No more dirty cover ups...this police department has a problem...it's the same one I have...working together is much smarter than breaking the law.

In short, this situation with "gang stalking" and drug dealing done poorly, was way out of hand when I arrived.  My addition to this plot was calculated and planned after the drive by shooting didn't result in my death.  I was supposed to bring in more dealers and more gay addicts to Lisa's pool of "talent".  That didn't work for me.  I could see things going that way with the shooting death of my friend Larry at the Big 5 Sporting Goods on a day that I was supposed to be with him.  The realization that this kind of drama was centering around me was an epiphany for me.  I would no longer play the game the way Lisa and her brother wanted...I learned to think differently...and so should all of you.

When drug dealing is done the way that Jessica does it...it isn't about making money...it's about hurting gay men...drama.  She uses addiction as a weapon against people which makes her a drug pusher.  As you know there is a big difference between a pusher and a dealer.  Addiction is a disease, spreading disease is something that you all know my team is looking into with this crime.  Good dealers don't spread disease.

I know what law enforcement will say...there is no such thing as a good dealer.  Parents will agree with that too.  I am a realist.  There will always be drugs and dealers, but there doesn't have to be the multiplication of "danger" that comes with firearms, burglaries, robberies and death that it would appear that Lisa and Brian like about that career.  I never wanted a "dealer boyfriend"; they've applied and never got the job.  When you are a dealer you've made a choice and the risk is law enforcement and arrests...that is a choice made by every dealer.  Some dealers didn't get a choice...Lisa forced them to sell or they wouldn't be able to do anything else.  Steven Frey is a good example of trying to do something else, but was forced to sell drugs to survive.  That was one of the worst things about being his friend, he couldn't see a way out and I became a victim.  Clearly you all can see that there was a better choice...I hope this doesn't offend any of you, but I made a choice to end this because too many people were being targeted for their illness and their lack of opportunity.

Lisa took away hope for my friends...I'm trying to show all of them that they can get it back by being honest about what they've been put through.  Drugs never make it easier.