"I'll tell you my sins...
...so you can sharpen your knife..." - Hozier
It's been an exercise in tight rope walking, bringing you my story and the stories of other gay male victims of electronic harassment. You have to remember, my rope has been down to a thread now for almost 11 years...and, like Nick Walenda crossing the Grand Canyon...there was no room for error; only straight across to the other side or fall to my death. For me, there wasn't always just the option of making it to the other side safely. There were times when the wind started blowing, the rope started shaking and the only thread that held it together looked weak. I made it across...barely...
Telling you what has happened to me and what it was like is therapeutic and healthy. What you don't know is how unhealthy it is. Laurie loves to relive the past and telling you what she did to me and what it felt like is tantamount to handing her a new sex toy with brand new everlasting batteries. She just loves to hear about what she did, how horrible it made me feel and it reminds her of where she once went to make it that way. She doesn't realize how good it makes me feel to have overcome it...all she thinks is, "see how powerful I am". Not knowing whom was behind this torture and not having people tell my family what they knew was like having a rat gnawing at the rope of my tightrope routine. Believe me, the thread that kept it together, my family and love for Christopher...were constantly being threatened and tested. Laurie would have cut those too...tried desperately to have that happen, but fortunately for me...I learned how to fight back.
Electronic Harassment victims, through no fault of their own, make a fatal mistake at the beginning of Laurie's intense therapy terrorism...I should say Brian, her brother too, because he is just as sick. They, often times, not knowing that someone is watching their thinking about their life, do what all of you do...they stress, worry, cry, fight, deal with, avoid and ignore life's problems. Finances, relationships, work, loved ones, family...all of these things can cause stress in anyone's life, but with Laurie and Brian, they can make all of your worst fears come true. The key to surviving what they do, if you can dodge bullets from a gun or poisoning or HIV, is to know whom you are when you have nothing at all.
The first part of the siblings' torture is done, behind your back, like a coward. They stalk you, talk shit about you to family, neighbors, friends and anyone whom would listen. People are fucking nosy and they love the "dirt". Often times they believe stupid shit like, "we work for a 'secret organization' or 'the police' or 'the FBI'"...so the targets of Laurie and Brian's hate have to deal with what Jason Dollar deals with...the following, the sneers, the mental game of being stalked by strangers. Once Laurie gets bored with that and has all of her usual information about your bills, finances, relationships and job...then she wants to talk to you; a fatal mistake.
Laurie and Brian are ego maniacs and they love to tell you what they did to you so you will hate them. They love making a person mad. Some things they take credit for they have nothing to do with, BUT SOME OF THE WORST THINGS THEY HAVE EVERYTHING TO DO WITH. They'll cut, gnaw, chew, snip, stretch and poke at whatever remains in your life that keeps you loved and supported. Even pets are the targets of their hate. If you have nothing else, you still have your dog or cat that loves you unconditionally and can't be manipulated because they can't communicate with Laurie or Brian, so, they steal them, let them out, poison them or kill them...another stressor. Often times that is the final straw. Claiming responsibility for your arrests with the police is another thing that the cops and Laurie do...she tells you one thing in your head, communicates with the arresting officer and then he repeats it in person or says something that goes along with whatever she is doing to you. It's a "see, I told you I talk to the cops" thing. If you don't do what she says then they will arrest you. Funny thing is, if you do what she says, they'll arrest you too...you aren't going to win if she's talking to you period. Never.
So she pushes you closer and closer to the edge of the cliff...takes away all of your belongings, friends, work, money, pets, family support (remember she can forward your phone to keep you from communicating with just about everyone)...often times these men are drug addicts that cope with all the shit she's done to them with drugs....and once your toes are over the edge...she does something absolutely abhorrent that she thinks relinquishes all of her responsibility to her driving you to the cliff, walking you through the forest handcuffed and blind folded, starving and cold and then puts you right on the edge of your life; then she fills up a needle with dope that is filled with junk and says..."here, you know what to do with this" (sometimes she and her brother have even taught them how to shoot up dope)..."I have nothing to do with your decision." That's fucking bullshit...she has everything to do with the next step...it's all about her and her brother...too many times the man sees the needle and the cliff as the answer to all of their unsolvable problems. Mea culpa...Laurie is responsible. Brian is responsible...
...for all the bodies lying at the bottom of the canyon...
Oh, and that doesn't include, just the person that they took there...it includes their whole family, their friends, their coworkers...all of whom wonder..."what happened, why didn't he call for help?" He did...Laurie just forwarded the number...then they all fall off the cliff with him...she's got more dead bodies in her wake than a Tsunami. You can't even call 9-1-1 either...she's got that forwarded too. If you call Officer Kelly Fiuex, he pushes you even further over the cliff as a way of telling you...you can't use the police to protect you...we're part of her too.
So if any of you think that Laurie and Brian aren't terrorists...think again. Terror is their business and you are their customers.
Like two vultures looking over the side of the cliff admiring all of the dead bodies lying at the bottom these two then start picking through your life like meat off the bone. Stealing whatever is left and targeting your friends, family and loved ones. How else could two siblings without any taxes, employment or income survive? They are scavengers, leeches, rodents that live off of the suffering of others...it's all they know, it's how they've lasted so long. So perfect that they live in the desert isn't it? Just like all of the other scavengers that wait for death to sustain their livelihood. If you get in their way, they will hunt you down in a pack and try to kill you another way...it's not as distant as having a victim that will kill himself, so someone has to commit a crime like my drive by shooting or taking them out in the desert and leaving them in a shallow grave...allegedly.
The real question for law enforcement is "how did you survive for fifty years without any visible or legal form of income"? Show me...you won't find a single shred of income that wasn't gained by their own employment. Just reward money from stalking drug dealers or transferred monies from fraudulent loans...filthy.
So how did I survive? It wasn't through the help of others...not much. I found that a safety harness is inside each and every one of us. It's there, you just have to know what you are dealing with...and inside of you IS that person that was successful. You have to grab on to that piece of you that knows one thing...I can make it. I can out think this. Once I did this...I allowed Laurie and Brian to believe that they were pushing me over the edge to bring you this story. For that, I've been severely punished. My family has been severely punished. My friends have been severely punished. Christopher has been severely punished, but this is what he and I signed up for...not everything, but to bring you the truth. It doesn't mean that we agreed to have crimes committed against us or that there weren't any, it means that we knew there would be...and we accepted, with faith, that we could survive it to help you.
Suicide is never the answer. That's what the siblings want. HIV/AIDS isn't fast enough to get rid of the victims...so the police, sentences and reinfection is what has been done to many. Now HIV/AIDS is manageable and so is Hep C, that means that for those of us that have taken care of ourselves and aren't in financial debt because of mortgage fraud, like Steven Frey, we can get assistance. Steven can't...he owes too much money to the IRS. If he applies for assistance, the IRS will find him. That's a slow painful death that Laurie loves to think about. Her biggest victim with no options because the police won't ask him the questions he needs to provide truthful answers to. You can't survive Laurie if you don't have hope and opportunity. It's as simple as that.
I put this blog together so that if your son or daughter is in the Palm Springs, California area and is missing or is in trouble with the law and has no way of explaining it to you...you can ask these simple questions without judgment. Are you being harassed? Is it a woman? Are the police involved? Are you "hearing voices" without fear of being institutionalized? These are the necessary tools that a parent or a friend needs to be supportive to another person...the victim can't always get to you. You have to reach out to them. I always wished that I could have someone that could explain what was going on. I'd never heard voices in my head until I came to Palm Springs...I'd been followed, harassed, stalked, shot at...but no voices...then I came here. It wasn't "crazy"...it was overnight. I didn't feel compelled to do what the voices said...like an overwhelming need. It was subtle...
"Steven is your friend. You like him. You want to be around him. You need to know that this is about him. He is protected by the police that obviously listen to us. Do what we tell you and you can remain...don't and we'll hurt you." Given Steven's silence, everyone else's silence (don't judge police officers, you aren't exactly honest about this either) and the police department's willingness to do and say what Laurie says...you would have believed it too.
So for a short time, I did some of what they told me to do...I ended up in jail for it, none of it was a crime. Then I figured it out...I wasn't ever going to understand through the police, operators or victims...so I educated myself and sought out others that were hearing the same things. Barbara sent me Dr. John Hall out of San Antonio and we became fast friends....he explained it to me. Now I explain it to you.
Laurie shoved herself and her brother into my life and now they don't like what I have to say about them...and there's still only one woman that has ever tried to keep me from saying it here...wonder what her problem is? Since Sgt. Anderson knows her from a "four year relationship", perhaps he should ask her himself...if he doesn't, there could be problems in the courtroom for the both of them...that's just part of protecting an informant as far as I can tell.
