I'm Going to Have To Move SOON!

Damn it...

For three years, I've been harassed by somebody who works in the city in which I live. 

I'm pretty sure the problems emanate from one of the lawyers in the legal department, one who is friendly to my estranged husband's former boss.

The harassment went well into my campaign for mayor.  It seemed to stop after I was quizzed about a lawsuit in October. 

We have done open records requests and learned that the city is taking video of every car and recording license plate numbers and the time that each car travels down the major intersections by way of red light cameras. 

This scares the hell of out me.  They are tracking our travel patterns. 

I have twelve websites; of these, five are political in nature.  One of these deals specifically with the illegal behavior of this city.  It has been hacked numerous times.  Everyday I have to fight off at least one hack attack.  Today there were two.  Yesterday there were four.  This is getting old very quickly. 

I've traced the IP.  The attacks appear to emanate from an area within 25 miles of my home.

Someone is up to something.  I just don't know who is doing what. 

Today I read that the US government is going to give the local police department permission to use drones to spy on US Citizens. 

That's it. 

I'm going to have to move. 

The man in the basement promised to allow me to sell the house. 

Now, he wants to stay in this house. 


I can't. 

I'm too damn scared. 

I did write about the abuses I endured from people at the city in this blog as I was afraid that I would end up killed after a particularly bizarre threat.  There have been false 911 calls, abusive emails, city cars sitting outside of my house day and night.  Once I found a police officer on my property claiming a fugitive was at large (nope...I checked with the supervisor on that one), I was threatened with arrest for things that are not illegal such as leaving my gate unlocked and my garage door open.  There have been bizarre phone calls from people claiming to work for the city.  There have been rumors about my private life made public by the head of the tax audit department (they actually led to the estrangement of my husband and myself).  The worst threat was one to have me audited.  They even went so far as to have the head of the Human Resource department tell me that I needed a business license if I had a hobby in this city, even if I rented an office in author municipality. 

Those antics are the reason why I became an activist.  They've done far worse to other people.  Besides, if I am in the public eye and something happens - people may notice. 

This is why I dabbled in politics.    They've done far worse to famous politicians.  We give some of our civil servants too much power if congresspeople are terrified to report problems within the local government. 

I'm shocked at what I've discovered.

I documented everything I could on this blog and copied them to two others.  I hid those posts during my campaign for office and am trying to carve out time to replace them. 

I still have not met the lady that started this.  I did meet several of the people she has harassed over the past three years.  I also learned that she was dating a cop (which could explain the harassment I endured at the hands of the police department).  I have met far too many people who have stories are similar to mine. 


I don't think its over yet. 

I've got to get the heck out of dodge and move out into the country.  I'll never feel safe here, even if I were the mayor.   

Just because I am paranoid does not make me wrong.

Check it out for yourself: http://usnews.msnbc.msn.com/_news/2011/12/15/9476623-domestic-drones-coming-soon-over-a-home-near-you

It's funny....someone pointed out that I dress like a dominatrix.  Maybe that's not such a bad thing.  If the bullshit starts up again, I'll just grab a couple of whips I still have from my days working in the horse trade. 

This does remind me of a bumper sticker that I'm too conservative to put on my car

It reads

"Don't mess with me.  I wear heels bigger than your dick."

There are days when I want to ram my 7" heels up someone's @$$...

then I meditate.

Damn....this is one weird world I'm living in. 

Love,

S.