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Sunday, March 31, 2019

Lori's Cruel Intentions Are More Like A Fantasy Lifetime of Crime


When Lori tried to have me killed in 2003, it wasn't like I had anything to do with her.  I lived in San Diego and she lived in Palm Springs, California.  I got up and went to work everyday and loved my life.  This angered Lori to the point where she said, "I just can't take it anymore!"  Why?  My life had nothing to do with hers in Palm Springs, but she couldn't handle that someone she tried to kill with HIV was living with success.  It enraged her.  She had me and my friends followed, photographed, and she even contacted some of them.  There was no reason for Lori to have stalked me for so long, I'd never mentioned her name or even seen her for decades, but that she perceived as a slight.

With no more regard for my life than one of her used syringes, Lori told her brother to "kill him by my birthday"...who does that?

Listen folks we're not dealing with someone that understands reality.  For Lori, killing someone she doesn't like, has been as easy as sticking them with a needle full of dirty blood from her own body while they were knocked unconscious and rendered helpless.  It was only because Lori used me as a poster child for this crime that she created her own world of chaos.  She would run around and tell people that I'd infected HER with HIV virus, but I'm gay and I've never spent any time where her bodily fluids would be near mine.  For her virus to have infected me in 1987, she had to plan that.

It was a shock that I got it but it was even more shocking when Lori started telling people that I did.  How in the world could the bully from high school know anything about my HIV infection?  She even told people that I'd given it to her or her brother...wishful thinking on her part because she knew I would NEVER have used needles or have any kind of sex with her or her brother.  There wasn't any way that could ever have happened.  She also told people that I didn't say anything about being infected, but I would tell her?  That's just not true.  Back then if I wasn't having sex with you, you weren't going to know...so I had safe sex rarely and decided that the person spreading that rumor was the rapist herself.

Over the years what you will see is that practically everyone that Lori spent time around ended up with HER virus.  Nobody got HIV from me.  I also did not have anything to do with what Lori was doing in Palm Springs while I lived somewhere else.  So all the victims that she created during the period from 1987 to 2003 have nothing to do with me...I don't even know them or didn't at the time.  There is a log book full of names and RFID serial numbers that Lori, herself, wrote down.  I couldn't possibly have anything to do with what Lori was doing and I wouldn't have volunteered to help.  Years of following me around and looking at my thinking taught her that I'm not that guy...she knew it.  She also started telling people that I used to work with her with this system, that's also not true.  I didn't know anything about this technology until it consumed me whole.

What we have here is a girl that was very promiscuous in high school and before that got the AIDS virus very early in the epidemic.  She already had a deep seeded hatred for gay men.   That was evidenced by the multiple times that she planned and sought me out for a verbal assault that bordered on violence.  She saw the opportunity to give this disease to me, someone she openly hated, did so, then started telling everyone that I had it.  I would never in a billion years tell Lori something so private.  She only knew because she did it and implanted me with this RFID chip to follow me around.

Lori, I believe, is the classic violent closet case.  With her propensity to creep out the girls in high school with her behavior, they all knew she was a lesbian so she masked her sexuality by becoming violently against gay people.  It's a classic, but this time the classic became an obsession.

My theory is that she blamed all gay men for her HIV disease, but I'm the one she knew the longest so I became someone she could push her infection off on if I didn't find out she was behind it all.  This way, if someone found out, she could blame me and feign the victim.  She isn't the victim, she's the rapist.  Only Lori could have spread this rumor to people then tell them that she was a "police officer" that worked for the PSPD.  It's all bullshit.  I have years and years of diaries that detail the frustration of not knowing who was stalking me and who would take a shot at a federal employee.  Only Lori would do something that unthoughtful and careless.  I guess over time, she thought she could infect whoever she wanted and get away with it.

Time and effort marched on with the AIDS virus and eventually tracking the transmission from person to person became a reality because of the way retro-viruses work.  It shows who infected whom.  I was infected by a female and I'm gay, something else that Lori liked to point out to everyone.  By the time my ten year reunion rolled around practically all of my friends from high school knew I was gay and had HIV.  I didn't have to tell anyone, Lori did it all for me.  How convenient for her to infect people then blame them for her own problems.  You know the difference?  All you have to do is see which one of us takes care of his HIV disease as soon as these meds were available and who doesn't?

For many years Lori told people that she and I were once friends...that's just not the case.  From the day I first saw her in Junior High School, she was a hugely unpopular person.  She was evil.  You could tell.  She had already had my father accused of molesting a student and she sat in the front of the class, as a teacher's aide, for all about one week until the school had her removed when she started calling the teacher's wife at home!!!

I don't know when Lori's drug use began, but it wasn't long before she was trading drugs for violent favors against me and others.