I have lots of moms who are really good at walking the walk when it comes to being charitable and humble.
The first is my own mother. She has always been my inspiration for caring about others. She's never been the type of person to think of herself. She raised my sister and me to be good people and community oriented. My sister and father have also given to the community whenever needed. I really have a good sense of community but I've been focused on the LGBTQ+ community since living in San Diego and learning that the "community" needs more representation regarding its problems
Unfortunately for our community, one of the worst problems that we suffer is a lack of fairness in the Palm Springs area. Someone I know from high school was doing something that I couldn't abide by. Lori Jean Marie LaFond went by many names over the years, but I know who she is by just looking at her. I should say we aren't friends, never were. I am just aware of her mental health issues that seem to point straight at gay men when she is at her worst.
Humanitarianism is a word that gets played with a lot but for me, it is simply helping another human being who is not experiencing life because of a problem. Helping that person out is humanitarian. I never knew that I would be called upon by the gay community to be the person to stop the urban legend of Lori LaFond in Palm Springs. I'd helped to mentor kids, help wheelchair veterans even did work for breast cancer charities, but this time I need to help more than a small group of people or a friend's family member afflicted with a disease. I needed to help our minority, and I should, I've been a victim of her crime since I was 19 and even earlier. I know who she is and I have to do better.
When I found out what Lori had been doing in Palm Springs had something to do with the hundreds or more people following me in San Diego, I knew the personal connection required action. Too many people were being hurt all over the country and the world. Lori is a big player in the west coast electronic harassment crime involving domestic terrorism.
To add to the craziness, I wasn't a believer in this tech used in the public. If you go online you can see all of these conspiracy theories that people have about "hearing voices" in their heads and the government sponsoring this behavior. It isn't my understanding, however. My understanding at this point in my life is that the "brain link" interface was stolen by private citizens or former military and brought into the public domain so that they could spy on unknowing individuals who were unknowingly implanted when they were drugged. In Palm Springs, there were men that were drugged, implanted, and given the AIDS virus as early as 1985...these gay men were infected by a female when they were implanted. As the years of AIDS research lengthened and we grew to know more about the virus, we learned that you could check the chain of the virus to see who infected the victim if you didn't know.
Many people, like myself, had never even had sex and never used needles. My infection was completely a shock. We didn't even need to have an HIV antibody test when I was infected because it was impossible for it to have happened. I should correct that now. It was possible if someone that was HIV positive to use a needle to pull their own infected blood out of their arm and stick it in mine. It appears to be the case because I was also implanted with a microchip that Lori stole from the military base in the years prior. Lori's stolen brain link chip connects her with my HIV infection. We now know that it was Lori's DNA from her virus that preceded my DNA chain which means that she infected me. She has been telling people that I had this virus as early as the late summer of 1987.
When a drop of her virus would have infected me, Lori gave me the whole syringe of her blood. That is important because it would take only a month for me to fall very ill with the AIDS virus. I was sick in bed for three months and could not move. I may have become an AIDS patient for a few months but my immune system eventually recovered and I returned to college with a whole lot of unrecognizable people following me. I didn't equate the two with each other except I thought maybe they were some kind of AIDS Police.
It was then that Lori began tattling on me to my brother-in-law and sister. She would tattle on me to my girlfriend. My fraternity brothers. My girlfriend's friends. My roommate. Whoever she could find to cause problems. I still didn't equate the two but my brother-in-law warned me to stay away from Lori. She was dangerous, he said, to my sister and me.
There were lots of times that I wanted to do as much as I could before I was sentenced to die. Infected in 1987, my timeframe was dead by 1995. I learned to set goals and I continued to live with the stalkers until I was shot in San Diego in 2003. Then the stalking mostly stopped but the "voices began".
I had heard of the PSPD's urban legend long before I moved back to Palm Springs to find out who was stalking me. In the back of my mind, I always knew that Lori was the one. Maybe it was because she spied on me for so long and I remembered the way she screamed at me in high school or the way she got my father arrested under false pretenses. For whatever reason, as I whittled down my list of female suspects, Lori could not be eliminated and, of course, I know her voice. The voice in my head sounded like Lori LaFond and she said the same kinds of horrible things.
Lori, I knew, hated gay men and she was definitely promiscuous enough in the HIV hay days that she could have the disease; it would not be out of character for Lori to be the urban legend of "the girl that was in gay dating rooms, had HIV, sold drugs and turned her own customers into the police to keep herself safe". Lori LaFond was the only person I've ever known that said the worst things to me and acted violently. She still is.
So I knew that I had to go against what I knew, working for the Justice Dept of the U.S., and believe that "voices in my mind" are equated with "gang stalking" because it happened to me. I hate to admit it, but it did. I never believed in "mind reading" or "voiced in my head" until it happened to me. Then I knew I had to explain it better than the people online did. If not, nobody would take me seriously. Fortunately for me, I know a lot of military kids that know about this tech and how it relates to Lori LaFond and her father. Some of my best friends are implanted or were. They were warned when Lori stole this system with her brother, but the civilian kids were not. Lori learned that implanting civilian kids made it easier for her father to not know what she was doing, but the gay community would soon find out about my high school bully when the AIDS crisis in Palm Springs grew faster than the national average. Lori was infecting at a really high rate and the LGBTQ community was getting to know the only female drug dealer in the community.
It would then fall on me to do the work that nobody else could do. I knew Lori and I was already a victim of her crime. She helped to cause my decision to release myself from the U.S. Dept of Justice because I grew concerned for my judge's safety. Actually, I worked for all the judges in the Southern District and I couldn't guarantee that these stalkers that shot me wouldn't shoot at them. I resigned from my dream job with much reluctance. I knew that the only way I could redeem myself with the court that I loved, I would have to bring to justice the person that caused the shooting.
When I married the two together in Palm Springs, I began to look for the girl that everyone knew about in the LGBTQ community. She went by many names but when she got to me, she began calling herself "Lisa". She began with "Sara" then "Victoria" then "Jessica" and lots in between but only one group, the police, knew her as Lori LaFond. According to her, "My father invented this technology and we are testing it out with police departments," as she would implant and be her take over of the Palm Springs Police Department. Besides that, her across-the-street neighbor and secret "boyfriend" Bryan Anderson, was already working there. She began telling people that he was leading this experiment with the police so it was okay. Bryan and Lori's father know each other but it wasn't from this technology, Lori knew him from the military base, and Bryan lifeguarded for her father when he was in charge of the recreational aspect of the base. Lori had been infatuated with Bryan and his girlfriend Deann. Lori got in trouble for following them around using this brain link system. Lots of other problems happened on the base because of Lori's use of this system.
It has always been something that kept Lori's attention and not much else could. Drugs, girls, brain link, and causing problems is what Lori is known for in our area. In Palm Springs she was known for the above and her hatred of gay men. She was known for tattling on gay men and their partners and putting them in jail illegally. She was known to spread the AIDS virus and bacterial staph that kills people by giving them bacterial pneumonia. Pneumonia is legendarily the cause of most of the deaths of the Palm Springs victims. Someone just suggested that it was this bacterial staph that also had something to do with her own father's death. God, I pray it wasn't though. That's a terrible thing for Lori to have done if she did. Lori hasn't really been that friendly with her family but someone did see her with her mom and dad at a memorial that I attended.
You see, I am a reluctant advocate that has learned that you have to be patient and you have to study if you are going to represent the gay community and the electronically harassed community. The people across the United States that are unknowingly implanted aren't usually gay men. The studies that I've seen show that white women between the age of 34-36 are the criminal's main targets. In Palm Springs, there is a huge per capita of victims for this crime and they are almost all gay men, infected by a female, the same female, who talks to implanted police officers, hates gay men, has a brother that is also infected, neither take HIV meds or visits a doctor for their condition. The female has lots of other STD's and uses crystal meth through a needle. You could tell all of this from the crime lab report, the only one from the Riverside crime lab, that took my rape clothes and tested them.
Someone suggested that Lori's mom and dad already know her propensity for infecting people and her desire to use her own bodily fluids to make people sick. What my lab report should show is what Lori has that is deadly, like Hep C, tuberculosis, and bacterial staph in the blood. Now that she is back in the area, what are we going to do to stop her from hurting her elderly mother, sister, and my family (not to mention yours). We seem to be her favorite people to hurt and when she does, it turns into world war three.
My community needed me in 29 Palms and the LGBTQ community. I can do both but I never, in my life, thought that I would be doing so with such a rare and controversial topic. Lots of people have theories but my case has a bully attached to it all the way around.
So thanks Rihanna, I know the value of humanitarianism. It starts by caring about one person besides yourself. Then it grows until the flames of justice catch fire and glow forever.
