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Also, Complex Descriptions
For the London police to get the brain-wave decoding phenomenon in their stations & offices……I support gun-carrying of police officers…..I am not happy about long-established TV personnel making police / people feel as if the brain-screen, or thought-screen……has been shown to them comprehensively……I will know what they can’t have been told. Maya Tiffany, contributing information on Targeted Individuals International, says she stumbled on mind channels being prostituted on the dark web…..that’s just one point.
Mine is one of them……ask for my number, police officer…..my brain number……. if I eat vegan meals for a good long time, I sense my audience needs to pay more, & can sense the money being bullied out of them……which gives an impression there is one main mind they are all watching ~ mine……which BBC responses will play down, if only to dodge a backdated pay award……backdated to the day I was born……..see what issue, purely financially, that technology the ophthalmologist noticed, thru my eyeball, represents?
The profile of the criminal…..the “criminal” is quite a few Brits inside TV studios……but when people being interviewed say things like “…..but it’s worse in Britain because they’re just dying to see you fail…..” That was the girlfriend of a Genesis rock band replacement lead vocalist……writer Louis de Bernieres was being interviewed in Norfolk, & his comment about the UK people was
“……but they’ll cut both your legs off around here…..”
Casually reading a child’s magazine I found on a train, it was a Buffy The Vampire Slayer magazine, one of the actresses, I think Sarah Michelle Gellar, sitting in London, digressed onto British character, saying, “…..but they’re a lot more jealous around here…..they all go around with their faces down, & they just want to be over here in America…..and they hate you if you succeed…..” A random train passenger exploded in my face, asked about Londoners, “Londoners?!? Londoners are the sickest, stupidest, evilest bastards on this earth!!!”
And basically that’s my picture of what’s got my brain number, when Sue Lawley was in the papers over Ruby Wax violently losing her temper at Lawley, “Ruby Wax went running up and down stairs screaming & yelling…..” I felt like I recognised the personality of Sue Lawley, this was an incident in bbc studios in the 1980s, Lawley drove Wax mad, and I thought, “That’s exactly the horrible personality I feel watching me using that brain screen!” using the word for it one of my teenage girlfriends had told me she knew the American CIA as using. The criminal profile perfectly corresponds……the longest period of industrialisation in the world corresponds to most genetic damage in the world…..like Plato observing the people of Athens were giving birth to babies with smaller heads, who as grown people, “are much less pleasant to talk to than previous generations”……ever since thousands of trees were cut down to make boats for war.
Plato also stated, “The places that make you feel better, you are more able to walk around naked…..” & Britain is famously amongst the worst in the world……the naked rambler, repeatedly arrested in Britain……had actually walked naked in 7 or 8 other countries, without being arrested, although the laws are not really in favor of that…..he was never arrested….also Britain had this artist Tierney Gueron, who exhibited photos of adults & children on beaches…..but someone wasn’t happy about them, police officers came along to get them confiscated……Gueron had exhibited all her photos in 15 previous countries……& I found out about no other countries hassling Gueron or the naked rambler very late in the reporting of their cases, British journalists seemed to very reluctantly refer to these points of comparison….so if the brain screen is admitted to……the Brits will bleat on about a boooyyy seeing the mind of a giiiirrlll……despite them displaying no care whatsoever in approximately 70 years of secret knowledge of thought wave decodability…..and there is no justification for UK obscenity laws……much as Plato says, the Scandinavian countries where they have no obscenity laws……have very much lower incidents of rape & general sexual abuse…..coz you can piss on the street without being arrested.
To sack hundreds, possibly thousands, of TV personnel for the secret use & abuse of this thought-screen lock-on……I do not want to feel they have broken data privacy laws super-extremely, tortured me daily for a demented length of time, like forty-nine years, or something……I think the Einstein-reminiscent quality of my brain, commented on by doctors at my birth, has been resistant to…….the damage the thought-screen personnel intended to do…..I don’t want to feel they’ve got away with it.
Replace them all with young students…….I like the thought of lots of London ULU students going along to be shown this….. whose brains are evolved enough to hear Chopin, Bach, Catoire, Scriabin…..I think the vast majority within the BBC are popular music listeners……so when they are shown a mind that is enjoying the chromatic harmonies of Catoire, in the BBC studios, their faces hit the floor, & they have difficulty referring to……the Einstein constantly on display.
A locked-onto mind, even thousands of miles away, can be
Stung
Fucked
Raped
Buggered
Nightmared
Tongue bitten
Ask these TV people what all that means.
The back-of-the-throat itch is quite a bad one, police will need to witness these capabilities.
Films edited at you…..I might not try to claim that without the James Cameron vs Craig LaForest development, look at Ramola D’s interview of LaForest.
And all these things will happen to you……if you evolve into listening to Stockhausen, Ligeti, Xenakis…..use YouTube to put on a performance of the 2nd String Quartet, by Ligeti, at yourself……displaying me developing into listening to less boring sonic structures…….gave rock musicians an instant ego problem……who should not be getting shown my personal thoughts, bank codes, passwords, girlfriends…..shown off from the start anyway…..so the questioning of mostly rock musicians, is what I suggest to future investigative bodies, although Sue Lawley seems to come into it….so to enquire of Natalie Merchant, Peter Gabriel, Michael Stipe (as to where the plot of Being John Malkovich came from, besides general brain screen questions, the hole in the wall is their euphemistic reference to the thought screen….but I think Natalie Merchant was shown the thought screen in London, which brought her best friend Michael Stipe into The Thought Screen Fraternity), Deborah Harry, Steve Hackett…..it interests me to ask musicians who have known those guys, like Steve Howe & Jon Anderson……did you think Steve Hackett & Peter Gabriel were behaving strangely?
To think James Cameron might know who I am thru a thought-screen, from that distance.
And said-into-my-head 21.40hours, 6/11/21, is…..let’s replace the judges with apps, computers, mobile phones, etc., we have even more reasons now……for ditching your ludicrous rates of pay……all we get are viciously twisted, class-biased awards & subjective sentencings. And give bobbies-on-the-beat the money.
And one of the biggest acts of support…..do not send money to the BBC……try as best as possible, to avoid giving them money……a response to a Private Eye magazine journalist, of a BBC employee……to Private Eye asking where all the money from the Red Nose charity appeal had gone…..he answered, “…..the BBC….”….gave it to….”…..Marconi….” “It was about £1,000,000….”……notwithstanding that “Marconi” had renamed itself British Aerospace SYSTEMS in 1999, which a few writers speculated was simply to avoid present-day Internet hits giving “Marconi” every time ordinary unwitting teenagers typed ‘mysterious deaths’ into search engines…..to be informed of the Marconi syndrome…..but it’s obvious what <<< British Aerospace SYSTEMS >>> is to a certain BBC employee being asked about Red Nose money & where it went ~ “We gave it to Marconi. It was about a million pounds.” That quote is from around 2017 or something, in a Private Eye issue of a few years ago…..there is what is historically referred to as a BBC-Marconi complex in Suffolk, which has been very close to the Suffolk coastline for a long time…..a woman, whom I am friendly with, living locally, close to that complex…..says “Dead bodies were often seen floating in the water there in the mid-1950s.” In writing, she published a book mentioning that, and in words to me personally……but if it’s not true, you didn’t challenge her about it at the time of its publication, I would retort to the beeb. (That quote of the BBC employee the first time, is a bit odd simply because of predictive text…..making me long for an acoustic 1970s typewriter)
Young readers might be worth telling we have long wondered about charity money being indirect taxation…..when I read that about where Red Nose charity money is going, one of my thoughts was……..that really IS making charity money indirect taxation.
That woman lives in Suffolk, north of her is Norfolk, south-folk ~~~ north-folk, Suffolk, Norfolk…..that’s it, that’s your geography lesson, readers……I’ve mentioned the people of Norwich, capital of Norfolk, have this story of a newly appointed BBC manager being mysteriously kept away from a certain room……my memory has been jogged about another Norwich story……some Norwich people have a story of a Marconi employee…..Chelmsford would be nearer than London’s BBC head quarters, quite a bit nearer actually, I presume this guy was employed there, paying for a Norwich flat or something……the thing is, Norwich people knew of this Marconi employee……as shaking violently every time he was handed something electrical…..if I recall the Norwich crowd describing this to me, the way they put it was,
“You couldn’t even hand this guy an ordinary electric plug to fix. It had happened a few times, because he was known as a brilliant electronics guy, if something went wrong with a plug or a fuse, the Norwich folks would say….’Get the electronics guy to sort it.’….but he just couldn’t do it. They would hand him the plug or whatever, but instead of him fixing it, you got this exhibition of nerves, he looked like he was going to have a nervous breakdown. He couldn’t fix anything, he couldn’t watch a fucking television!”
…….which sounds similar to the Electrical Engineering lecturer in Heriot-Watt University in Edinburgh having an actual nervous breakdown, in the wintry early months of 1990……I heard that about the Marconi employee, known to Norwich locals, in the early 2000s, it’s only just come back to me…….that’s quite a bit about Marconi being troublesome in the UK, & quite pervasively, over quite a period of time…..all there for me to uniquely report…..this recent Linden thing is worth mentioning, girlfriend sent me a YouTube link to a demonstration which had been filmed, which is about the amount of young people’s deaths whilst putatively in the care of the Linden Centre…..Americans, Australians, Chinese, Cubans……aren’t going to know…..the Linden Centre is right in the middle of……Marconi Town…..Chelmsford……& the amount of young people’s deaths……it’s 70-something, think it’s 74…..if it was 12 or 15 or thereabouts, I possibly wouldn’t think to factor these suicides into the Marconi syndrome…..but 74 in a relatively short period of time is quite a heavy amount…..the extreme right-wing recruitment system described to me in April 1974, involved picking a charismatic student, blandly informing her or him if he or she does not do exactly what they say “We will kill you”…..they in all probability have to kill that one…..they tell the cops “We did it”, it is pre-arranged with the cops so they answer back, “Don’t worry, we’ll sort it”…..& the next prospective puppet gets the point, they definitely will kill her or him, so he or she is now fully controlled…..full control induces quite a trembling of the lower lip as he or she realises death is definitely next without total obedience ~ “There’s a particular area about which we want to cause absolute terror, so we’re wanting to carry out ridiculously obvious murders, then get the police to announce them as suicides….”
Being driven home by a friend in 1981….this friend had been a Theology student, his name was & still is, Tony McLean-Foreman, he became a church minister in the Glasgow area, he is ministering abroad now……think we’d just watched Alien, directed by Ridley Scott……the sequel, Aliens, is directed by James Cameron……actually we stopped for a spell close to Tony’s family’s house…..he started telling me quite a lot of students had committed suicide, “in quite bizarre ways, as well, one of them wriggled his way up a ventilation shaft to commit suicide, really weird”…….Tony was a Theology alumnus in Aberdeen University. “Most of them are Modern Studies or Politics students, quite frequently nothing’s even mentioned in the papers.” As he said that, not only did I suspect they were all actually murders, but I knew three faces of persons who had most probably carried them out……part of their info-spiel is, recalling the interview for prospective membership in April 1974……”We got gun ownership illegalised, so we can nice & easily go along & kill people.” Laws which are wolves-in-sheep’s-clothing laws…..outwardly good……like arresting you for pissing in the gutter……which are simply intended to damage people developmentally.
In April 1987, Shani Warren was eventually claimed to have “possibly committed suicide, it is bizarre but we think it’s what she most probably did”……said a police chief….her hands were tied behind her back with spark plug cables, her mouth was gagged with a blue scarf (which had been hanging from a branch nearby, ‘possibly putting the thought into her head’…..(never mind a slight why? factor)….& her feet tied together at the ankles, I think it was with nylon rope, just writing this spontaneously from memory…..Tony Collins’ account mentions an axle of the wheels having been tampered with…..of Shani’s Vauxhall Astra, the car she had just finished paying off…..due to that financial relief, a bottle of Champagne & a bouquet of flowers were still lying on the back seat…..when her dead body was found face down in a few inches of the water of a man-made lagoon called Lake Taplow……an investigative journalist attempted to recreate the police claims, & discovered unintentionally…..that the flat-soled shoes she was wearing made no marks in the Lake Taplow shoreline…..she tried to tell the police her observation, but as with the father of Jimmi Lawrence, they totally ignored her, they didn’t want to know……ever since this death, I’ve always wanted to read the report on some tramp or guy they eventually pinned this on as a murderer…..that I can’t remember that guy’s name doesn’t bother me, you guys reading this can easily use search engines to go one better than me……the one article I wish I could find, & never have…..is one describing police use of dna to prove that bloke killed her……as…..the “worst ever use of dna proof by the police” ~ I can only surmise the police attempted, in embarrassment at the horrendous obviousness of what the Shani Warren case was……to manipulate dna in order to totally convince us brainless plebs…..this 100% reliable police force haaaad got their maaaaannn…….but someone somewhere clocked their putrid behaviour…..that is the only reason I can imagine for such words as “the worst ever use by police of dna results”……you readers will get told ‘who did it’ by “researchers”……who have “solved” the Shani Warren case…..but that description of “the worst ever use of dna results” in the effort to prosecute a guy over her death, is what I personally would love to dig up……I only remember reading it once, never found it again….hashachache@gmail.com is my email…..& I want a PHOTOGRAPH of the article, or photocopy from library records, NOTHING ELSE!!!!!!!!!
The other big obvious silly-sounding “suicide” everyone mentions is the Gareth Williams one…….claimed to have placed himself into a North Face holdall, after having plonked the bag in the bath, even in the later police claims of an accident, I don’t personally see how that rationalises the officially accepted description of a padlock clamping the bag shut “from the outside”, & official statements of the ilk of “no-one else was involved”…….in a “secret service safe house”, the top flat, in Alderney Street near Pimlico tube station……since I’ve, at least twice, noticed a mysterious death happen in a “secret service safe house”…..(Peter Ferry, whom I mentioned earlier as attaching live wires to his teeth, was described as having been in a secret service safe house in one of the accounts of his death)…….might the reader be inclined to say, at this point, “possibly there’s absolutely no way a ‘secret service’ safe house is safe, by the very nature of its name, is it not possibly the exact opposite?” Anyway, believe it or not, in my random travels, I encountered, & sat talking for a long time to…….a man, Jim, who had been the main guard put on watch of that….”hotel room”, which is what he called what Gareth had been staying in…..James said,
“The truth of what had happened was that MI5 & MI6 wanted (GCHQ worker) Gareth Williams to be the weapons inspector to travel to Iraq, ‘forced to look for someone else because of the death of David Kelly'”, James told me……in a field in a big tent that was an expensive type that had sort of cellophane or clear plastic windows……we regularly poured teas for ourselves, it was a total glamp……quite a lot of people would explode at that statement alone…..so say it slowly to yourself, folks…….. Gareth Williams was to be the next Weapons Inspector For Iraq’s Weapons of Mass Destruction……chosen “due to” the death of David Kelly……if you’re 12 or 15 or something, quote that to your dad…..then James said……”but while Gareth was still thinking he was that choice, they chose a woman to be the replacement for David Kelly without having told him….they killed him, obviously……someone informed that woman much more quickly than MI5 thought they would, of Gareth’s death…..and she left Britain like a bullet from a gun. She just shot to the airport & got out the UK.”
I’ll never forget Jim saying that to me @ 4 in the negatively ionised air of the morning, out in the Manchester boondocks. He does know that woman’s name & where she went, but neither he nor I am going to tell you……& Jim / James is a pseudonym.
Some TV personnel were beneficent, well-meaning, using my head to make querulous comments (possibly being families forced by heavies to stump up that weird subscription fee – which increased each time I did a period of vegan dieting)…..what I can remember are……
Young people seemed to be getting money bullied out of them, in payment for the thought channel coming into their homes, that’s quite a few complaints.
“Going out the door knowing the names of all the students Wilson is going to kill.”
“They just buggered him all day.”
“I would say it’s more a fuck than a wank.”
“She walked in, went right up to it, switched it on, & her face hit the floor when she felt him getting on to a train.” Which is correspondable to Ashes To Ashes referring to what Bowie / Gabriel / Bush imagined the thought screen was going to do to me, police officer asking them wired up to lie detectors, are the words Ashes To Ashes referring to what you thought you had done to specifically David Moncoeur?!?
Another sarcastic utterance by a well-meaning English thought screen owner was
“Moving into 53, Paisley Drive, with Jane Smith” my childhood home being given to me by my parents after marrying Jane…….by the time this was telepathed, the English telepath knew I understood seeing alternative outcomes via <angle images>……so he looked at Jane & I in my parents’ former house, living normal lives…..then a woman beside the English telepath went, “They avoided disaster”……disastah, posh accent.
“That’s definitely rape.” (This was supportively said into my mind by a posh girl, she seemed to want to see for herself what was going on, she watched what would be called a wank locally……she must have heard about this unit in the BBC thru a plutocratic grapevine & got herself in there…..but the thought screen turned a girl London-local……into an incubus to a guy Edinburgh-local, me. So a rich girl made it known she would call that rape, apparently in an effort to support me……but communicated thru the thought screen…..obviously to get myself mentioned in the msm would help…..however, she is avoiding the feeding frenzy of the press…..like all the “Celebs That Secretly Hate Each Other”, a popular type of article on the Internet)
“Show THAT to the judge!” (This type of thing has been shouted into my mind quite a lot, resulting in me wanting non-TV personnel to increase hands-on knowledge of this……non-located wave decoder…..thought-screen….just thinking of different names for this monitor. If the TV personnel do a particularly torturous pain, say in the eye ~ they kept an eye-pain going for 12-hours all thru the night into the early hours of the morning, around 0600hours, during the 1980s……so I’m posting stolen money off for a takyon capsule hoping to make that stinging more difficult, because it emits a faster-than-light frequency, which I have learnt blunted their stings…..to be in court over a crime, which at one and the same time conveys you’re being tortured…..? I sent money off four times for Pedro Gutiérrez’s takyon capsules.
“I shouldn’t have been shown this.” (disconsolate child, intermental interaction suggesting his parents struggled to involve him in cutting edge research…….but obviously extratemporal images beheadings & ripped out throats & cancer deaths are a bit upsetting)
The feeling of cruel mothers & fathers suddenly behaving all nice when a social worker comes round…..amplify that a billion times over – and you’ve got those people in the TV studios. Obviously I’ve sensed TV stars, Joanna Lumley, Cara Delevingne……have veered close to this technology, coz I sense the instant change in their behaviour……for a short while. Walking in Edinburgh, sensing changes in behaviour 450 miles away, in London.
To quote some technician……I have thought there is a need to make a metaphor of the present day Internet……to imagine showing the Internet to a 1950s person……like Agatha Christie, Marilyn Monroe, Carol Landis……show them memory sticks, Google, hard drive, YouTube……the thought-screen is similarly complex.
So to quote a technician, speaking into my head, they have a thing of looking at the thought-screen from different angles……which results in the user feeling as if they are seeing an alternative reality…..where, for instance……the thought-screen has never been switched on so continuously…..so…..said into my head……
“You can watch Sue Lawley’s mind, & if you look at it from a certain angle, the Manhattan-sized iceberg doesn’t calve off the Antarctic ice shelf.”
That is a London technician deliberately letting me hear what he’s saying……as I lounge around in Edinburgh. He then said, “…..or the planet doesn’t erupt in these fires worldwide…..”
So the outside-of-time quality of the brain’s waves result in different outcomes being able to be seen…….if the thought-screen had never been left on continuously, this worldwide environmental damage would never have happened…..as I went about my life, over thirty to forty years, I would oddly begin to work out my desert island discs…..I think it’s because of Lawley watching my mind, she compere’d that radio programme for a long time…….so should we recall now……the Norwegian government complaining of UK pollution drifting over their land……coating Scandinavian leaves with soot…..& generally unbalancing the gases in the earth’s atmosphere….? Liars, plain & simply, is all the British authorities are.
If I’m right about differences between English & Scottish legal practices…..watching a film which involved English arraignment did make English court prosecution look fairer – the very first fact established is “to what extent is the defendant fully equally able to compete amongst his fellow man, are there factors that suppressed (her or him)?”
In the one arrest of me ever, aged 18, I had not left shop premises but was banged into in a shop by store detectives…..the manager established I had enough money on me to buy what I was carrying, & said, usually nothing happens if you’ve got the money on you……besides the law also being you have to have left the shop premises for an arrest……I didn’t need told that one……needless to say, six months later, cops appeared at my mum and dad’s door intent on arresting me, which they did…….after the usual corny film vibe of “You know what it’s about!” from the two police officers…….I don’t know about English methods, but in the police station, the Sergeant surprisingly violently ordered me to write down & sign, “I did steal those books”…..unfortunately I was forgetting what the shop manager had said……I think the words “in principle” will become quite big in this whole “brain screen” thing……and leaving a prison cell fighting an impulse to actually steal……therefore you have an insight into brain imprinting, hence recidivism. The sergeant had yelled, “The judge’ll never accept your sayin’ Not Guilty!!! Yir just makin’ it worse for yourself. Write doon yir Guilty!!! And sign it!!!!” Then I remembered the shop’s manager saying he thought none of that would happen……a few months later, I spent one night in a cell.
So people in south-east England, watching me think about this moment when the Scottish police sergeant yelled at me to write down a crime & sign it, English sympathisers shouted, telepathed, into my mind,
“How do you write down THAT!”, in reference to all the data in this website.
(English electro-telepath) “You’re not telling me if he doesn’t write down some of these awful things, you ignore it & refer to nothing but what defendants have written down……which gets worse thinking of the people the Scottish judges are presumably usually dealing with.”
“Wot a fuckin’ get-out clause that is!” / “It’s not even a clause!”all in local London accents….is the reader adjusting to the technological fact…..people are sitting round opining in London, & I’m hearing & understanding all they’re saying……well, right now, whilst sipping a Mikkeller blueberry sour beer in an Edinburgh BrewDog……but the 41% Scottish tax rate is a stinging realisation, one of these days I’m never coming back here.
Private Eye, & smaller, less humorous Lobster magazine, I remember as quoting police back at themselves……over police claims of Internet monitoring, for abusive porn, as these magazines say they have said, “We have police squads scouring the Internet daily for pornographic and morbid abuse”, “all day and every day”……so I easily found, a guy strangling girls to death then fucking their dead bodies….I obviously wondered how true that is, but the girls do go very dead fish-eyed…..on xnxx……I think……I also thought I would hear from the police after uploading a website with a description of a Mafia hit job in Edinburgh’s Leith Docks área, the hitman had ripped the cop’s throat out with his bare hands, the actual hitman had described that to me. It had been reported as a heart attack on the orders of the hitman. I don’t know what sort of excuse the police have, but as points of comparison, a very good friend of David Martin emailed me saying how happy it made her that I had made no assumption as to his character…..she said he had been very popular with many lords and ladies……during 1980, 1981, 1982……with blazing red hair……he was found hanging dead in a prison cell in 1983…..perhaps the reader could search on David Martin + Stephen Waldorf……I only want the point here to be…….David Martin’s friend noticed my one single, careful, reference to him immediately……so when police excuses start flying about how they didn’t notice girls being strangledthenfucked, and how they didn’t notice the rip of their colleague……think of her contacting me……and the father of Jimmi Lawrence noticing my one reference to the death of his son……I doubt they’ve been “scouring the Internet daily” to notice what was interesting to them.
The death of Martin Wilson is my individual research, you may know the Marconi scientists’ deaths are also called the Star Wars scientists’ deaths, & the Strategic Defence Initiative scientists’ deaths, the SDI scientists’ deaths.
There are actually two Star Wars deaths that I picked up on…..because one happened inside the one-time Star Wars film studios…..the death of 10-year-old Martin Wilson, during the second half of August 1991, in the Elstree Studios toilets, (surely you’re wrong!!!……we will see……) + the other slightly more obvious…….the obvious one first……..in the time-honored tradition of “only preaching to the converted”, most people reading this will already have been aware of the Marconi issue……so if you’re 12, or 17, or 20-something……one of the most famous Marconi deaths is Arshad Sharif, tying a rope round his neck, the other around a thick tree branch, getting into his own car…..then garrotting himself by accelerating off, he had a wife & kids & was employed by Marconi……but very tinily reported, in a Daily Telegraph newspaper of 1991….a good year for popping one’s clogs……a guy who had just bought Elstree Golf Course, I’m typing from memory, can’t recall the name…..had just bought Elstree Golf Course then killed himself similarly……exactly the same way……and the tininess of the paragraph describing that…..no further publicity, as if the method of reporting was part of the extermination method. I am only recalling writing a note about that onto a page of Tony Collins Open Verdict, a paperback copy….can’t remember the name of the guy…….
And how right am I about the death of a 10-year-old boy, in the Star Wars studios toilet, August 21st, 1991….hope that’s right, it’s all from memory.
The tiny entry in the Daily Telegraph was on the 2nd page of the broadsheet newspaper……I was flicking thru old newspapers……the tiny paragraph was in the bottom left-hand corner of the huge page……”the police are treating the incident as suspicious”……obviously there is very little else, my decision was to utilise National Library archives, & mostly went for “the gutter press”, in order to accrue details, see if I could build a picture……now, contempraneously with the death of Martin Wilson was the death of a little girl, roughly same age…….the difference is it’s all over all the newspapers for months, four page reports……on whether a little girl could have accidentally have died via hanging from a branch of a bush by her necklace, throttling her……the mother was claiming that’s what had happened, various authorities were finding that difficult to believe, so she was on trial as the murderer of her daughter……the contrast in level of coverage was just one point you could make……regarding the death of Martin Wilson…….
The reader possibly could recall those cloth towels that used to hang down in a u-shaped loop, younger readers could use old YouTube clips, or just imagine……from reading the multitude of tabloid accounts, before little Martin had left a creche facility his actress mother had left him in……before Martin had gone to the toilet……a vandal roaming the building had to have gone into the toilet, broken open the towel unit……spooled the towel out from its wooden spindle, piling about 40′ of towel on the floor……then just went away, end of story, no vandal ever found. That’s just simply what “must have” happened……before Martin toddled in for a crap. Not specifying whether what he did next was before or after he crapped or pissed……little Martin “must have” “picked up a loose end of the towel” “then playing a little game with himself” “must have” “put the loose end of the towel to his neck” then “twirled round and round and round” “until the ‘entirety’ of the towel”……stressing the word ‘entirety’ quoted from the reports……”until the ‘entirety’ of the towel was around his neck” “after which he must have slipped & broken his neck”, for him to be “found hanging” an hour & a half later, by the creche supervisor, neck broken…..he died in the ambulance.
I replaced quite a lot of those towels, opening up these cabinets with my key, it was part of railway work……breaking them open is very difficult…..and the hanging loop in a u-shape conveys either end of the towel is not visible, therefore not easy to spill out onto the floor…..a re-enactment would be interesting to film…….I think two guys came in to the toilet talking about something very unpleasant, evil & criminal……could they have been talking about Esther Rantzen framing a Queensway boss in Fife in the early 1980s…..because at the time of Martin’s death, Queensway customers were battering the doors of Queensway offices in London who had lost money, not getting what they’d paid for, furniture I think……a Queensway employee confidentially informed me……that a story about his Queensway boss told by Esther Rantzen at TV cameras in the early 1980s….was a load of rubbish, she was fully consciously framing him…..for a rich & powerful woman, “Some rich woman picked up the phone & brought Rantzen down just like that!!!!!!!”……..or were a couple of guys talking about…..THOUGHT SCREEENS!!! Or both……or had it simply been what they theorised…….let’s do a re-enactment, guys, Esther…..those are the claims re Martin’s death, let’s see if all that pans out……
What could two people have been talking about……not realising someone is in one of the cubicles…..the flush goes, the closet fascists of the BBC scream FUCK IT! More than flustered…….so they rustled up an accident scenario, probably with help later on, from police & press & TV personnel…..
I mentioned my thought regarding the death of Martin Wilson to my friend, Karen O’Keefe, who was studying Archaeological Musicology in Edinburgh University (one of a very few universities who have such a degree)…..we had become good friends, but she had become a bit of a “conspiracy theorist” in her time at uni…..my opinion remains her husband may have been murdered, his car had tumbled down a slope some time in the 1990s in Canada, Karen’s work was in Silicon Valley, she is Canadian…..her response to my thoughts regarding Martin’s death was…..in her Canadian drawl……
“I remember goin’ to the toilet in Silicon Valley, an’ I was sittin’ on the toilet seat thinkin’ is this a bunch a lesbians have come into the toilet? I got into the cubicle, sat down then these three women came in an ah thought they were wantin’ to peep at me or somethin’…….but it eventually dawned on me, an’ I sat thinkin’ about it……the only place they could talk about stuff they didn’t want anybody else to overhear, was the toilet…..”
And what was that? Besides the Martin Wilson incident.
A last point……the extratemporal nature of the purview, given to the English gloaters, the unfriendly brain screen addicts…..the future of inspired thinking keeps on being corruptly reacted to……& the corruptoid smites the person who is hundreds of miles away, with pains, images, glandular emissions…..quite a variety of tortures. That’s it, saying no more, it gets difficult to communicate without hands-on experience……of the thought screen.