I spent most of yesterday and today doing something that I rarely do any longer. I'm not one to reflect on the past and what Laurie and Brian engineered out of my own better thinking. Doing this gives the two of them some kind of sexual satisfaction that can only be described as sadistic behavior. Let me explain.
I am not a criminal, but Laurie is. She is most often interested in two things: What she can get away with and how did it make the target feel. She's gotten so overwhelmed with both of these aspects that she literally admits to her crimes and constantly wants to know how it made you feel? Tonight I will do something that I rarely want to do on this blog and explain how two people with nothing but the desire to hurt you, can use your "better thinking" to cause problems that you never imagined. Doing this will give both Laurie and Brian a sexual charge and it isn't necessarily a healthy path for anyone that has gone through addiction or recovery from the devastation that they have caused. I do, however, think it is necessary to explain what hacking into your mind does to a target...and to an operator. It is an exercise in education with which I approach this post. Please understand that giving Laurie a sexual turn on is the last thing in the world that I would recommend to any victim of this horrible crime. If you do something that she thinks is a positive step in her sexual direction...she'll go crazy trying to make it happen with her brother.
Let me explain first about thinking. Everyone in the world has had to make a decision, you do it every single day of your life. Whether or not to pay a bill on time. Whether or not to have a conversation with your boss. Whether or not you should discipline you child...and how. Whether or not to say "I love you" or to break up your current relationship. Sometimes the decisions are easy to make and sometimes they require weeks of thinking to get it right. No matter whom you are you know that there are consequences for every decision. Good ones and bad ones...most of the time the decision that you make has a little of both in it.
Mind criminals, which is what I like to call the operators of remote neural monitoring, whom do the job without permission from their targets, aren't usually interested in the "vanilla" clean thinking of someone that sees both sides of a decision and makes a good decision based on solid outcomes. What mind criminals want is the dirty outcome. They want the electricity to be shut off. They want the child to be spanked and leave a mark. They want the "I love you" to be shunned by the receiver and they want a violent break up to any relationship. They want you to have a conversation with your boss that gets you fired, not promoted. They want a bad result for you...that gives them an opportunity to feel like they are in control...in the case of Laurie and Brian....they go much much further than letting you make that decision on your own. They take what you decide is the "bad outcome" and make it happen despite what you do to keep it from that result. According to Laurie, "that's the fun part."
I told you the other day, in terms of Laurie and Brian, "that which you fear they will bring to you in spades". I guess I should explain once again what that means.
Remote neural monitoring of a person, without any permission, allows a mind criminal to know, from their home, what a target is thinking about. It's like remote mind reading...and Laurie has perfected the crime of taking a person's thinking and spreading it around like a rumor that nobody knows but her. Conversations with other people or encounters with them, provide her with a base of information that she uses to justify her knowing what she purports to others.
Take for example two police officers talking about their own home life and drama. Partner one says something about having an affair and partner two hears and advises his friend...a private conversation for sure. Neither cop wants that information to be heard by anyone but someone that they trust their very life with...but Laurie is listening in. She's heard lots of conversations between the pair in the past...about vacations, parties, friends they have in common, their kids and so forth...this all provides her with "background information" that she can later use to bolster her claim about informing someone about the affair that cop #1 is having. You see if she can call the wife of the cheating cop and say she heard it from cop #2, without him knowing or saying a word, she can cause a relationship to break up, a divorce or drama in the home that she wants to destroy. She has a scapegoat in the second cop...and there is nothing he, or she, can do about it. She's got all that background conversation to use at her disposal. This is one scenario that can be used to blackmail cop #1 into arresting someone she doesn't like...or his wife will find out. When given the choice between happy wife/happy life and arresting a gay man...possibly on drugs...what do you think that cop will do?
Now I'm going to give you an example of what she's done to me...first let's start with the Riverside years.
In the summer after my first year of college, it is alleged, that I was drugged, implanted and intentionally infected with the Blue Widow HIV strain...if you don't know what that is, please read the post that you can find on the right hand side of the page that you get to by clicking on the box that looks like this....and scroll down to read:
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I want to tell all of you this now. I was a virgin to homosexual and heterosexual sex after my first year of college. I know that's not the "guy thing" to admit, but it is true. Laurie had no idea what I was doing my first year of college, for the first time since I was in the seventh grade...she'd always kept tabs on me through high school by trying to have me beaten up by various and sundry people even after she graduated a year before me.
Leaving the area to attend U.C. Riverside was my first taste of freedom and I thrived without her constant threats of violence towards me. I joined a fraternity, I was getting great grades, had lots of friends and was happy for the first time in my life. I came home for summer and went to Palm Springs. I was curious about my sexuality and knew that I was gay...but I hadn't really experienced any type of gay encounters or relationships...or sex. Then I was knocked out, implanted, infected with Blue Widow HIV and went back to college not knowing a thing about what had happened. Laurie and Brian had apparently stolen my phone, phone numbers, wallet and keys to my truck while I was implanted and infected. I knew none of this.
About a month after returning to school, I became violently ill...the conversion from HIV negative to HIV positive was taking place and I couldn't stay in school. I came home to live with my parents...and I'd had one very brief encounter with a man that wasn't "anal" in it's action...AIDS was all over the news and I was scared that my only real encounter with a man had left me positive. I was horribly sick, lost a lot of weight...and told my mom I needed to be tested. She came with me and assured me that I wouldn't have HIV...guess what? I did! My mom and dad were there...I was devastated, they were devastated, I knew I was going to die...and on the other end of the computer were Laurie and Brian, jumping for joy. Horrible to think that the girl that had tried to have me beaten up for years in high school, had now implanted and allegedly infected me with HIV...she finally did something to me that nobody else had....she'd essentially killed me.
In 1987, HIV positive meant dead! No if's, and's or but's...but think of the power that diagnosis handed to Brian and Laurie...now they knew that I was positive...and the ONLY people that did were my mom, dad and sister whom I told.
It took a lot of healing and time, but I was convinced that I could live long enough to make my parents proud that I'd graduate from college before I died. That was the early goal. Of course now, I didn't want to have sex...I was afraid of everything...and I started to get stalked by people on the freeways of Riverside...I thought that they were the AIDS police. Eventually I thought I could have a non sexual relationship with a friend of mine named Jacquie...and I did. Although we never had sex...I thought of her as my good friend. I was far too afraid of having sex to do it...and of course, I knew I was gay. This is my point.
I didn't want anyone to know I was gay...I didn't know how to handle that...and Laurie had been telling people this for years...she probably even told her own family that I had HIV...long before I ever did. There was no reason to do so...I wasn't having sex with anyone...but this gave her an idea....she was going to "out me to whomever she knew I was friends with while watching for names, phone numbers and the people I worked with"...remotely, she decided that she would destroy my happiness from far away and act like she had nothing to do with it.
I, started using meth too...for a short period. So here's how this happened.
Two people, Elaine and Ashok, were friends of Jacquie's and I didn't particularly care for Elaine. One night we had a party at our home and I had my own bathroom in the apartment I shared with Jacquie....Laurie literally called Elaine on the phone and told her where she could find the drugs that I was using in my separate bathroom...so Elaine went into my room and my bathroom and found them...and left them on the counter for me to see. (See Bret Philpott's drug find later when I write it...Laurie struck again) I was devastated. Remember...I was dying...drugs were my escape...and Laurie just wanted to ruin everything for me. I thought about the devastation that HIV and drug use would cause my relationship with Jacquie, whom I love to this very day. Of course, that made Laurie need to tell her all the more. This is the kind of thinking that you think better of...that a mind criminal uses against you. She used it to poison every friendship I had.
In an incredible twist...years later when I moved to San Diego and recognized my homosexuality as a permanent fixture in my life...I met someone and moved in with him. Once again, anal sex wasn't a question. He was going over seas for the military and I lived in his home. Oddly enough, a home right across the street was open "for rent" and all the way from Riverside, in all the houses that were for rent...ELAINE AND ASHOK moved in! What are the odds? This was the result of Brian and Laurie, once again, forcing their "friends" into my life to expose to Jacquie that I was gay. It was nearly six or seven years after the drugs were found in my Redlands apartment with Jacquie, she was already married, and now Laurie and Brian wanted to humiliate me.
To add insult to injury, Laurie began contacting my current relationship to tell him that I was HIV positive. I would get letters from him all the time talking about the need to get tested when he got home....I was certain that this meant that if I was positive that the relationship would end...so I ended it when he got back...almost immediately. Since then Laurie has been back in contact with him trying to get him to have a confrontation with me about knowing I was positive...I maintain this...I never put him in a situation where I could have infected him...and he isn't positive. Laurie's continued attempts to throw the virus that SHE GAVE TO ME...allegedly...in my face is a ridiculous circumstance that has continued to be her favorite antagonistic measure to date.
Additionally, Laurie learned that prior to my pledging my fraternity that they'd had some kind of "macho showdown" with two members of our house that ended up being gay. The fraternity frowned upon that in those days and shunned them. When Laurie heard about that, she took advantage and started calling all of my fraternity brothers that she could find to tell them about me being gay...that drove me further into isolation and I stayed away from my fraternity. To this day I can remember the teasing and taunting I got after bringing a gay man to my apartment for a few minutes...when nobody was the wiser.
Laurie still contacts my fraternity brothers on facebook and tries to talk shit about me. There is one person, in particular, that is gay that nobody really knows about, but Laurie has heard through his conversation to me...that he is gay. She is constantly trying to tell others that I've mentioned it to people, but I haven't...wouldn't....but she'd do anything to make me look like I did. She's a fucking bitch.
This is something else that carried over to my job with the Justice Department...she and her brother called my former boss to tell them about my drug problem...and continued to do so while I was in negotiation for getting my job reinstated. Both Brian and Laurie caused in numerous problems while I was in the process...causing a DUI...telling my boss I was in rehab...and so forth. None of this should have been known to my employer...and with that I decided that I had to, for the safety of the people that I worked for, resign my high security position with the Justice Department. I will tell you this...my former boss even told me, "I have people everywhere watching you"...so you know that Laurie and Brian were involved. It's been like that my whole adult life.
Laurie and Brian still call my work to this day...send people in to work here...contact my co workers...and generally want to cause problems...even her own cousins have been sent into my work to contact me. Brian and Ray have both been here....it's just ludicrous.
So you can see...even though my "secrets" are things that I have made better decisions about...Laurie and Brian brought them to me. Why? For amusement...for profit...for theft and to hurt my family. This has been a theme in Laurie's life for thirty years and she isn't going to stop. You can see that in all of the bullshit arrests of my friends, Christopher, Anthony and Jonathan too...these arrests are punishments for being my friend, since Laurie and Brian have none. They've even taken to introducing themselves to my friends...thinking that they could scare them into staying away from me. This is the kind of stalking that goes way beyond personal...it's down right criminal to the core.
This is the smallest teeny bit of what she's done to me too...telling you more would simply give her far too much masturbation material to get off on for the next day or so. I'm certain that Jonathan Mendenhall and Barbara are well aware of all of the things she's tried to do over the years...including stuff with Sgt. Anderson and my own sister, whose live has also been impacted by Laurie and Brian's constant spying and manipulation.
I'm already looking forward to her contacting Jackie and my former boyfriend again for the umpteenth time trying to get one of the two of them to hate me for something that never happened...neither one of them is HIV positive.
Of course Laurie and Brian have kept tabs on me for so long that she is certain that someone somewhere will have been infected by me with her, alleged, virus. I can tell you that I never intended for anything like that to ever happen....and when I was on the computer and dating I disclosed my status to everyone....once again, that's not even the best way of telling the truth because of this technology both of them could easily have known when I wasn't online...logged into my account, changed whatever they wanted and talked like they were me. I no longer online date because I have a boyfriend that I love very much...and this pisses them off immeasurably. Even today Brian is furious that Jonathan has a new boyfriend with a much more handsome everything....Jonathan was his slave for life...Brian LaTweek thought....and to this day Brian is still trying to force him into sexual slavery with him and his sister knowing that Jonathan is likely in the same position that I was in...unable to explain what is going on without telling you everything.
To think that the two people responsible for all of this gang stalking and infection actually use this against a target by saying that "he's got AIDS...and he's infecting people"...is one of the most compelling aspects of this crime. Of course, there is something called "the rape shield law" too which prevents anyone from using anything that Brian and Laurie know against me or any of the victims of this crime in court...so her threats have absolutely no teeth...it could be awkward, embarrassing or even painful, but it can't be used. I have absolutely no fear of my past...I'm as clean cut as they come. HIV/AIDS is manageable and Hep C, which I was infected with after the last rape in 2007, is now 90% curable...so what is she going to do for an encore?
Well, there are still her staph infections that I've been told have reached the level of MRSA...and then there is still the bullets in the gun that she's twirled in front of Jonathan's face and put to his head in Sedona, Arizona.
For the longest time, the police had no idea the kinds of people that these two siblings allegedly are...now I hope that the picture is becoming clearer and clearer. As medicine has allowed me to live, I no longer use drugs, for six years now and I am obligated as their main victim to speak out about what this has been like for me. I have to tell my story as a police informant, a gay man and a human being because no person should ever have to live the life that I've had to live. I hope this helps someone.
