Friend Informants: Part II

Back in April of '07, I published an article discussing a certain friend who is known by myself and others to be involved as an informant in the investigation.

The particular informant role that this certain friend (and his immediate family) has served though, is a bit atypical.

They operate as informants, information gatherers and possibly conspirators in what they might feel to be 'benign' sorts of manipulations in what could only described within the context of a terms such as 'caring informant,' or 'concerned informant.'

Which is to say that for the most part, they believe that I would somehow benefit from the investigators getting their way, "it's for his own good," or, "he'll be much happier this way." Or, concerning the rather obsessed nature of those behind the investigation to get their way (control issues, etc.), "Everyone involved will be happier this way."

Also important to note is that this is one of those families which I became acquainted with as a teenager when I was put into treatment by my parents for drug addiction.

They are what you might call career 'therapy people,' or 'recovery people.'

No offense to them, but they are the sort of persons who funnel all daily life through the prism of their indoctrination in popular 12 step mythology and even worse, popular psychological mythologies.

As opposed to seeing the world through a lens of personal responsibility and proper regard for self, they see a world full of person's acting out, in more or less degrees, depending on any person's set of given "issues."

So, as informants to the investigation, they might say, "Since he drinks, and since the investigators say these things about him and since we want him back with us and a part of our circles, ... well then, we'll just consider the actions of the investigation against him to be for his own good."

Or better yet, "Being forced into psychotherapeutic processes, labeled mentally ill, forcibly associated with illicit or questionable property, covertly drugged, forced to move out of his home, forced to take on new employment closer to our mutual processes will hurt nothing in the end but his pride."

Or something like that.


But, Why?

Anyway, as mentioned in my previous article entitled "Friend Informants, Why?" it has been known to me that the investigators have been attempting to manufacture events in this particular acquaintances life which could be said to somewhat parallel the events of my own past five years.

Of course, this is a willing operation on both his and the investigator's part and is certainly not something that is happening without his knowledge.

This, of course, so that when and if any final event against me is staged, should planted evidence of some kind be found on my property or should I be forced to take part in some inane interrogation/therapy/psychiatric evaluation process, then this historically significant friend and family can be brought in to sugar coat the arguments geared towards my being mentally ill or a drug addict (much less a home invader, stalker, computer criminal or potential future sex offender).

By sugar coat, I mean them coming in to say, "See ... these sorts of things have been happening in *our* son's life too!" Or, any of the other types of ideas expressed in my original article. See that article as an introduction to the rest of this text.


Gauging the Possibilities

Therfore, it has become my habit to at least casually note any of the somewhat dramatic and preposterous events which have unfolded in this particular person's life as possible indicators of the type of actions which might ultimately be leveled against me.

Not like obsessively or anything, but at least responsibly.

As said, I have it on the good faith of mutual friends of ours that he and his immediate family are operating as informants to the investigation; that considered, my not paying attention to these somewhat dramatic and questionably legitimate events in his life would be downright irresponsible of me.

Besides the fact that, as much as I love them both, they really are somewhat infected by the 12 stepper disease that seems to create the need to view life through a prism of "issues."

As discussed in the first "Friend Informants" article, if I am to be forced into an environment totally controlled by the investigation's psych-wing, then there would have to be some catalyzing event which would give the legal system jurisdiction over my immediate future: drugs planted and found on my person or in my house, a home invasion by authorites that yields suspicious property obviously not my own, or even some sort of digital contraband being planted on my digital media storage devices.

I refer to this catalyzing event as a "Detonation Event," or, the event which is necessary for all other desires of the investigators to be met: long term psychoanalysis, forced medication, hypnotherapy (you chose your flavor) and you can read more about the objectives of the psych-wing of the investigation at my main website.


Harm to Himself or Others?

You may recall that this certain friend recently (last three months or so) accidentally shot himself through the groin and buttock, *supposedly* trying to wrestle his gun away from a friend. Of course, while doing drugs and drinking and what not.

It was shortly after he relayed this somewhat unbelievable set of events to me that I began thinking it might be good to casually note these events here on the chance they could be of the 'sugar coating' variety I mention above. That was back in April, when I authored the first Friend Informants blog article.

I mean, things just didn't seem right about it. He shoots himself through the testicles and the bullet exits his buttock ... and he's back at work at a construction site walking around two days later. I just didn't buy it. That would yield some major tissue damage to those regions and I'm sure anyone actually experiencing that would be bed ridden for a weeks (at least a wheel chair). But he was up and working like it was nothing.

So since I know the investigators have surveillance of myself, from back around the 1999 time frame, having fun and playing with a pistol I had at the time, and since I know they desire to create an image of myself as potentially harmful to myself or others, then I immediately began to be suspect of the whole gun thing this certain friend was suddenly involving himself with.

(for the record, that was the only period in which I had actually had a gun; borrowed from a family member and which I kept around a new flat I had leased in a rough part of town. I have owned no such weapon since and nor do I now; that particular piece of equipment has long since been returned to the family member it was initially borrowed from.)

Point is, were I to somehow be wrongfully incriminated around guns then here would be a close friend and his family to come in and corroborate that he had been having the same issues/problems and so lets all work it out together in therapy why don't we? Etc. Etc.

Again...sort of sugarcoating or 'lubricating,' if you will, the proceedings towards a certain region of acceptability.

All hypothetical of course, but I thought it worth penning an article.


The Latest Drama

Reportedly, a week or two ago and as this friend conveyed to me yesterday, the local Houston police and SWAT entered his apartment without warning and without a warrant, very late at night while he was sleeping.

He says they had been tipped off that he was a drug dealer and pimp and they were their to search his house and car.

This guy is definitely not a pimp (I mean he just had liposuction surgery for pete's sake), and he's certainly not a drug dealer. From what he claims, some girl in the same complex he lives in, who he owed money, got pissed and made up a bunch of lies and conveyed them to the police.

Sounds too good to be true, I know ... but it's true. Whether or not it was naturally occurring is up for grabs at this point, but it really did happen.

They emptied the entire apartment building and obtained a key from the property manager. Then just let themselves in while he was sleeping. No knock on the door, no warning, they just came in with shotguns and started rummaging about the place.

(It should already not be smelling right if you know anything about the legal system; and, it would really be smelling fishy if you knew this particular guy as well as I do)


Investigation Related?

The point of mentioning this in detail here is that this is exactly that type of event I describe in jbhFILE.com, which would be necessary not only to get me out of my current living environment, but more importantly, into one wholly owned by the investigation.

All it would take is for some planted contraband/evidence to be found during a search of my home.

So of course I feel the event is related to my own circumstances.

It would be impossible for me to prove such a thing, but that's beside the point. As discussed in a recent article at jbhfile.com, just because you can't prove something, doesn't make you crazy.

This is said primarily because I have it on good faith of others that he and his family are participating as informants. And second, because I know that to somehow tie me up in this person's life as a part of the 'recovery' process has been on the investigator's list of desirables for a long time.

Ultimately, this recovery process would have nothing to do with recovering either of us from anything but would be more so geared towards simply creating an environment under which the psych-wing of the investigation could satisfy it's curiousities.

This would probably involve putting us in some sort of half way house together, or some other alternative housing situation mandated by the legal system, where the real psycho-social fun would then commence in a completely unrestricted way.


All This Sound Far Fetched?

If you think the local authorities organizing such a mock home invasion/search is a bit far fetched, then think again!

Remember, my immediate family is basically a Houston Police Force family (as well as a Federal law enforcement family) since my dad's fiance' is the mother of a long time Houston Police officer in the NARC division.

Also remember, this winded travail has included community wide rumors of sexual predation, pedophilia, internet porn and god knows what else ... and there are, literally, law enforcement careers somewhat on the line when it comes to making these rumors seem legitimate and real insofar as their application to myself.

That said, knowing my father's finace' is well aware of the investigation and especially the rather notable and inflated egos that it involves, ... there is no way in hell that she would ever marry him unless this entire debacle surrounding me was ironed out.

And so, in some ways, certain person's are literally waiting for the hammer to fall so that they can see to things they are interested in seeing to but which they feel hampered in seeing to due to their proximity and role in the actions against myself.

So that considered, a ruse such as the one my friend described would be a piece of cake for a bunch of cops with time on their hands, especially if it was in the interest of making seem real the very fictional claims they had been pushing on communities for years regarding another person they were trying to bring charges against (like myself).

Furthermore, a mock home search like this is wonderful lubricant for the friction that would surely be created if similar actions were taken against me; especially once I started trying to discuss the preposterous nature of such events!

My above mentioned friend and his immediate caretakers would be right there to say, "Well, a similar thing just happened to xxxx, I mean ... what do you expect? You guys are drug addicts and need help. This is what happens to people who are living on Self Will Run Riot(tm), after all! Isn't it coincidental and fortunate that such long term friends find themselves in such similar straits so that they can help each other through it all!?"

Or some such pre-prescribed scripted nonsense. And I would be expected, in the interest of going-along-to-get-along, to just play right along with the ruse.

Ugh. Disgusting.


My Personal Living Situation

Is good.

I mean to say I'm pleased with the home I share with two co workers; our home is peaceful, quiet and rather private.

We all work long hours. And generally, during our off time, are home together. None of us really go out or socialize around the town and so ... it's nice.

Also, it's somewhat protected considering the nature of the past few years actions against my person discussed in jbhfile.com; that is to say, no way in hell could either of the two person's I live with be convinced to, say, covertly drug me with THC so a drug scan might seem to indicate I'm a pot smoker.

(That's sort of a low blow as I have it on good faith of others that the THC/pot angle is something the investigators are madly infatuated with in so far as wrongful incrimination of myself, both because many years ago I did smoke pot and two, because I wrote a flamingly scathing email recently to a lady in australia, letting her know exactly what I thought of her banal view on addiction as disease ... but that's for a later article).

Point is, those behind the investigation desperately want me out of this particular home and into an environment they own and control (a family members home, a half way house, etc.); anything but a nice home in a nice neighborhood with roommates that could never be persuaded to participate in the psychosocial madness.

It's really about control, when you get right down to it.

As I've written before, what's primarily driving the psych-wing of the investigation, is the pure and professional desire to see me isolated in circumstances outside of my control, to gauge my behaviors and actions around such, as well as the expected desire to discuss personal history and all (I mean, they're psych's for Freud's sake!).

For the investigators, the fact that eats at their brains is that they are unable to control another's life and the direction of that person's immediate days.

For myself, regarding my resistance to the same, it's simply a matter of sovereign choice.

But for them, I must say again, there really is a psychological hang up on needing control.

That's why the need to cast me in a criminal light is paramount. It is expected that sane and rational human beings, much less citizens, should fight to ensure their sovereignty and maintain personal control of their lives.

It's ironic that the very thing the psych-wing feels is my supposedly unhealthy motivation for resisting manipulation (desire to control my own life) is exactly the most injurious and unhealthy issue that they themselves are afflicted with (not being able to control another person's life) and really the basis for why the actions against my person continue.

It's truly good article material for Psychiatry Today. I might impersonate a psychiatrist and submit something later. :-)


About My Home

We live on a culdesac at the end of a very short street, so folks see everything around here.

To begin periodically entering our home in the interest of planting evidence or installing surveillance would be very difficult unless the authorities wanted to involve the whole street ... which isn't out of the question, but since I've been flying a www.jbhfile.com bumper sticker on my car for some time now, it might be sort of hard to convince folks to participate.

But don't forget the power of pedophile related rumors ... it's enough to sway even the most suspicious of neighbors into immediate support of an investigation.

So anyway, why I'm discussing my personal living situation is because that is the first thing the investigators desire to change.

They cannot get any of the many and published investigation objectives met without a change of my living space.

So a home search, bogus as it may be, such as the one my friend experiences is duly important to note as a perfect way to get the ball rolling towards a change of living spaces. All it would take is for them to find some planted evidence and it would be rolling.


Personal Property and Landlords

The above mentioned friend, who had his apartment raided by the local police, was also a week or so away from moving into a new condo with his son in law.

As it turns out, while the home search was going down and while they had him in a police car, the property manager from the new residence called and was told he was in the back seat of a police car (now who told this person that anyway?).

The property manager said he/she did not want him living there and so now he's staying in a hotel.

Funny thing is, the property manager for my own house is resigning next month and a new property manager is taking over our lease. Our current property manager has been the manager for about 12 years or so prior to my ever moving in, and with my current two roommates as tenants, and so we've all been on very good terms.

A new property manager taking over our house lease could mean several things...

Speaking hypothetically of course:

1. Absolutely nothing and it's just a normal process
2. Or, it could be a person close to the investigation who will make it easier for home invasions to occur.
3. Or, it could be in anticipation of trying to have me expelled from my own house.

Again, all hypothetical. But the subjects of refusal as tenant, home invasions, etc. are just a bit too coincidental with my personal circumstances at the moment to ignore.

Therefore, I thought it wise to write a bit.

(watch and wait!)

:-)

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this post is intended to be supplemental to the facts made public in my main website, http://www.jbhfile.com/; it probably will not make much sense to you if you have not already made yourself aware of the legal and personal efforts discussed in that site. please see http://www.jbhfile.com/ for a necessary introduction into why this blog exists. or, if you just like reading weird stuff, then don't. and, enjoy.
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