Lori has had a long time learning how to fuck with families and especially the families of gay men. She knew to cut off their communication between son and family then she decided to spread rumors with unsolicited calls to the people that the rape victim loved. Some of the victims will never speak to their families again. Some can't. Overall, in stages, I learned what Lori was about from age 9. She started in on my father by stalking a military kid on his golf team and making up stories about sexual situations that never happened. She knew if she could keep people from talking that she could plant enough evidence to get a conviction. Some shit was hard to explain, but it was just a manufactured piece of evidence.
Lori's accusations against my father readied me for this experiment. I learned about the court and eventually I worked for the Justice Department because the law was the only thing that I knew of that would stop her lies. It worked, but it pissed her off that my father was FULLY ACQUITTED, but that just pointed her in my direction. She was on a mission to do something to my family...and the rest is my life.
The gang stalking came after she spied on a girl that I am friends with at a pool that I worked at in the summer after my freshman year of college. Mind you, she still sent people to spy on me in college, before I was implanted. When Lori found out that I was working with her high school crush, Lori then lured me to Palm Springs where she infected me with HIV and implanted me with a chip. From that day forward people followed me. For about 15 plus years I was stalked by a whole lot of people in Riverside, then in San Diego. They were everywhere. Lori has the pictures to show it too. Apparently she needed to have visual evidence of me everywhere I went. This also included my friends that she wanted to know. So I am sure there are pictures of all kinds of my friends in her possession. I am not pleased.
Finally, I came to Palm Springs to stop her. I knew it was her anyway. I'd had a few hints over the years and to this day she is still the only person that homophobically has attacked me. THE ONLY PERSON. In high school she was violent but only so far as pushing me and screaming, but the ambushes happened several times until she got into enough trouble that she had to give drugs to people to help her hurt me. I never mentioned her name. Never knew her. Was surprised like when Andrew Cunanan first met me in San Diego. Anytime a complete stranger comes up to you and tells you all about yourself, worry. That's too much information for someone to introduce themself with. It just is rude. Lori wasn't any different.
Her introduction to me was hitting on the seventh grade science teacher in front of the whole class during my first week of junior high. She'd already had my father accused by then. Lori's actions were similar to the actions that she made up about my father and that golf team member. It was offensive to see in person because I'd never seen that with my father. Now it figures that Lori was the one.
The next time I saw her, I had no idea who she was because I didn't remember. She then proceeded to gay slur me on my first day of high school as loud as I have ever heard anyone scream. She was rude and violent and it looked to me like she had planned it the whole time.
I just want everyone to know that knowing what someone else is thinking is not your business. If you use it to stalk someone or rob them, you are going to get caught. Brain computer interfacing is here and the secret is about to come out. Cover your tracks. You too Lori...the ones on your arms.
Read this: Brain-Computer Interfaces: U.S. Military Applications and Implications, An Initial Assessment | RAND
Here is another one: Lori, You Are Not My Sister
