This blog covers some rather complex and hard to believe/process material ...
It's stated clearly enough in the footnote of every post here.
But that made obvious enough and all ...
There still exists certain randomly occurring bits of popular diatribe which also (and ironically enough) support, buttress and otherwise describe the sorts of complexities that this blog (and my main website) aim to make public:
Utter strangeness.
Utter love.
Utter mis understandings.
...
Here's Jay Farrar's take on the same sorts of confusions:
(yes, I've bolded the utterly hair raising lines) ;-)
enjoy.
...
Medicine Hat, by Son Vot (Jay Farrar):
...
There will be droughts and days inundated
Unveilings free from saturation
Departures raised with no masquerading
There will be teachers that die by their own hand
Pundits that push headlong for atonement
Friends and followers devoted to living
There will be watchers that plot from the confines
Those committed to society's circles
Unwary cogs with no cadence of virtue
There will be right
There will be wrong
Drop of the hat, and it's already started
Just like that, and the deed is done
What I'd give for that hat to be medicine
The time is now to be on the run
There will be machinations unforeseen
Sleepwalking sense from a bad dream
No promenade walk in the parkway
There will be catchwords filled with infection
Circulars to prop up occasion
No golden mean to prop up the footsteps
There will be levels on high hills that are praised
There will be unchanging certainties
Barometers that follow the stampede
There will be right
There will be wrong
There will be signposts of indication
Semaphore go signs and warnings
Hailstone halos and country-blues wailings
There will be strains that break out of straight time
To pave with grace different roads to the same place
No consequence to repay what's been given
There will be layers of means to an end
Drawn-out days before resolution
Dregs will rain down from all directions
There will be right
There will be wrong
...
he didn't even know what he was writing!
;-)
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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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jbh.
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Saturday, April 19, 2008
Monday, March 31, 2008
Hard Candy! (the coffee house days)
Since things have been run-of-the-mill around here of late, since no (known) set up attempts have occurred, no covert druggings, no planted evidence (that I'm aware of) ... and no hired operatives coerced into saying I treated them inappropriately in public ... I figure it's time I start writing a bit.
(It really has been exceptionally quiet of late ... going on several months now ... I was starting to feel normal there for a bit)
:-)
Generally ... things being "quiet" means things are brewing and so my mind has again wandered to the point of realizing that I need to start a bit of the old "regurgitation of the past" writings; and, more specifically, writings wherein I must describe certain past, highly interesting events which, although occurring when I had no conscious awareness of being the subject of an investigation, nonetheless now shine a very revealing light on the motives and concerns of the investigators now that I am, and since I have been (for some time), aware of such an investigation of myself.
That will be the first of many near run-on type, far to winded sentances used in an attempt to describe things which are, frankly, difficult to describe.
Moving on ...
The above mentioned 'motives and concerns of the investigators' are best illustrated by discussing the myriad forms taken by the same investigator's very public and past psychosocial explorations which have most often manifested as regular and reoccurring street theatre dramatics, psychosocial skits, "temptation stings" or anything else you might want to call them.
It is my suspicion (being only an arm chair study of psychiatry and psychotherapy) that such psychosocial skits, are meant to induce the observed subject to behave in a specific manner which would buttress or confirm the claims, curiousities or suspicions of the authors of the drama.
A Public Service Announcement
A very careful statement should first be made regarding the fact that I am simply going to describe events and circumstances which are highly suspicious to me as past attempts at psychosocial exploration of myself.
It is not possible for me to matter of factly claim that the following described events were definitely associated with the ongoing investigation of myself.
The following events (simply) and neatly coincide with what I've learned to be the subject matters and very real foundations of the investigation of myself since discussing such with persons who have been involved as participants and even informants.
Click here to read more about the role such persons have played in the past five years in not only helping me to maintain sanity through some of these experiences but who've also offered indispensable support in the way of informing me of ongoing actions against my person.
I'll say again, just to be extra careful of your receiving this correctly:
Not all of the following described events are in any way guaranteed to be investigation related; I hope I've made that clear enough because it's an exceptionally important point.
However, in so far as what I've learned about the investigation to-date, these events are highly suspect. (I mean .. just how many 30 year old males get solicited for sex by pre-teen and teenage girls on a regular basis?) :-)
Witting vs. Unwitting
As I mention above, regarding the past examples of such street theater dramatics, I have not always been aware that such manufactured events were taking place, especially going back to the late 1999 time frame when I had no idea or even a notion that I was the subject of daily attentions associated with an ongoing investigation of myself.
It would only be much later, after becoming undeniably aware of the investigation's movements (including direct contact with those who have acted as participants) that I would, on a given day basis, become able to consciously identify when this type of ruse was being played out at my expense (or, more accurately, to illicit my responses).
For the sake of this writing though, my main focus will be on discussing several key events which I consider very likely and pointed examples of psycho social setups/street theater that occurred when I was completely unwitting of being the subject of an investigation.
I think it's this sort of example that most accurately demonstrates the nature and desired results of such actions; that is, what the drama was intended to explore in the way of my personal choices and behaviors at the time and as well, what my real and natural responses/inclinations actually were.
More specifically, regarding the covert psychosocial exploration of a subject who by design of the experiment should be unaware of the experiment ... and desiring only real and natural responses from the subject ... I would have to say that those past experiments played out around me during the time when I was unaware of being a subject of such, could be seen as the only true set of response patterns that could be argued as scientifically real and valuable (I mean, how can a witting experimentation subject act naturally).
The Coffee House Days
The following all went down around 1998 and 1999.
At that time, as well as holding down a 40 hour a week job with a prominent international banking organization, I was also very active with a local Houston band.
Myself and my fellow band mates were hugely visible and regular members of the inner loop Houston coffee house scene; we frequented two specific coffee houses, both being a mere quarter mile apart, on a rigorously daily basis.
These two coffee houses, one a bit more so than the other, were the literal hub of our respective social lives. Everything we planned and did began and ended at these local shops.
It was great fun, a very social and thriving little community of artists, musicians and self proclaimed arm chair philosophers, all mixed with the expected wanna-be nerdy chic rich folk that also called that area of Houston home.
Looking back now, some 9 years after the fact, certain events/relations which developed around that particular social community were almost certainly associated with the investigation of myself that, again and at the time, I was completely unaware of.
Following, find a short discussion of several of those events which are "red flags," if you will and from the 1999 or so period.
Sophia and Jordan
The first of such suspicious circumstances which I tend to believe as investigation related involves a couple of 17 year old high school students who somewhat adroitly and randomly inserted themselves into our band-related social circles of that time; they had never seen us perform and never would, throughout the length of our friendship and so they were not hangers on or "groupies" of any sort.
I've changed the names of the two girls to "Sophia" and "Jordan" because, well, they do it on television documentaries and so I figured it should be done on my blog. Protecting the innocent and all ... but mostly ... just a bit more respectful since this is, in all technical senses, hypothetical.
Here's how it all began ...
I had been at our favorite coffee house for about 20 minutes; I was waiting to meet my band mate, "Derrick" (of course, throughout all of this I'm changing folks names).
So I'm chilling at a table inside and suddenly Derrick comes up to the table and grabs me and says something to the effect of, "Hey! Hey! You gotta come outside and sit with us! The two cutest, CUTEST girls just walked up and sat down and started talking to us! Get up now and come out here! You've GOTTA meet them! I'm freaking out! I can't believe they just walked up and started talking to us!"
I mean ... in classic fashion of the day, he was doing his jittery as a june bug freak out that we both did when meeting someone we liked.
It was all sort of sudden and all and I of course went with him as I was one, supposed to be meeting him for coffee anyway and two, I didn't mind meeting a couple hotties.
Anyway, when I get to the table, sure enough, there's a couple of really cute girls there, both dark haired, one Hispanic and one Caucasian. But what was more immediately apparent was that they were far beneath my own 30 years of age or so and even Derrick's 27 years of age or so; in fact, they looked fresh out of a high school class room!
After half an hour of conversation, this in fact turned out to be the case.
Both girls were 17 years old and attended a nearby local High School. Derrick had met them earlier and they were now, for whatever reason, choosing to spend an evening at a coffee house with he and I (as well as several other friends, all of us being in the 25 to 30 year old range).
Right off the bat, I thought the whole thing was weird.
I had somewhat recently separated from a long term relationship and it's true I was interested in meeting other women at the time ... but these two girls were obviously not a possibility and nor did it ever register as such a situation; it just seemed off, strange and a tad bothersome.
Like I mentioned earlier, at that time I had no awareness of being the subject of any sort of investigation but still the whole thing bugged me.
I mean, why would these two high school students want to be hanging with a bunch of guys in their thirties?
And, more unbelievably, why would my band mate (Derrick), really my best friend in the world at the time, be vocally expressing interest in possibly becoming romantically involved with one of them? The whole thing was just strange and otherworldly.
In the end and after talking with them for a couple hours, I simply (wanted to) concluded it was a couple of very smart local young ladies (and they were quite that) who simply were branching out and wanting to get to know some other folks in the community.
They were intelligent, very conversant and admittedly bored with being in High School. So go figure, eh?
Anyway, long story a bit shorter but still long...
Over the coming weeks, these two girls would become more and more entwined with mine and Derrick's social circles. It was a matter of a month or two before they would begin to randomly spend time with us at Derrick's inner loop duplex where myself and others from the band circles would congregate on a weekly basis to smoke cigarettes, listen to music and otherwise just chill.
When not working, I think it's safe to say we were somewhat of the professional time wasters, whether we were making music, discussing favorite authors or just sitting around burning incense and trying to be bohemian.
And more and more, as time went by, Sophia and Jordan would just randomly show up wherever we were.
I of course always thought it just a tad odd that my band mate would be inviting two high school girls over to hang out with us but as he said to me on a couple occasions, "They just stopped by!! What am I gonna do? Ask them to leave?! I mean, c'mon! Just look at them!".
If anything, he was always rather vocal in admitting his enjoyment at having a couple very attractive and intelligent nubile young ladies around (and, just speaking in a purely honest/clinical sense, it really was sort of nice).
As I said, the initial impression was of a couple young women who not only liked to talk but who also possessed just enough social prowess to do so without coming across as immature or bothersome; they were tolerable in a social sense and admittedly, as so often recanted by Derrick, quite naturally beautiful and attractive in a no-makeup, pseudo-intellectual-chic sort of way; they were high school students, of course ... but their real or manufactured (very obvious) desire to be beyond that was still quite noticeable and endearing whether it was acting or genuine (I lean towards acting, myself but that's further down the page).
But like I said, Sophia and Jordan became regular members of our weekly gatherings, be it at the coffee houses or at my band mate's duplex.
We all became first-name-basis type friends ...
We bummed smokes off of each other, talked about our families and home lives, gave each other rides to work or elsewhere, and the weird sort of vibe that sat upon me at the outset of my introduction to them quickly faded into the routine of daily life.
I was never on a "call me later" type basis with the girls, never knew where they lived or what their email addresses or phone numbers were; I was never curious about such.
Generally, they would just always already be around whenever I showed up at wherever it might be that we'd be hanging out ... the coffee house or Derrick's house.
Hell, they even stopped by Derrick's flat on the night of their prom, just long enough to leave us some photos of them all dressed up in their outfits and regalia (in retrospect, that is just as strange as it gets).
But it's true that it all became routine: Sophia and Jordan eventually were just two more persons regularly involved in our rather tight knit little group of friends.
As I said before, Derrick was actually on several occasions expressing vocal interest in dating one of the girls, though I thought it odd and even mentioned that to be the case, but nothing of any import (that I know of or that was spoken of) ever happened between them.
In retrospect and entertaining the idea that the whole thing was manufactured as a tool of the investigators, Derrick's ongoing admissions of such desire could have been meant to induce/prompt me into following suit, though that certainly never crossed my mind in even the most fleeting of forms.
I would estimate the entire time of my knowing/associating with Sophia and Jordan to be at or around 1 to 1.5 years.
Over time, as I became less and less a member of the band/coffee house scene (especially after becoming aware of the investigation) our encounters would cease entirely.
Another Teenager Enters the Picture
Around the same time that Sophia and Jordan were becoming regular stand-ins/members of our daily social lives, another guy, a close friend of Derricks, also began hanging out with us more (many times while Sophia and Jordan were present) and this guy would often times show up with his supposed "new girlfriend," ... an "eighteen year old virgin," as described to me by my band mate and as communicated to him by this certain friend of his.
I think a pattern/image should begin to emerge at this point.
This guy with the eighteen year old girl friend (her much discussed lack of experience not withstanding) was another of our regular and long term friends from the Houston band scene. For the sake of this writing, I'll call him "Devin."
Devin had been friends with Derrick for longer than I and was a member of a couple separate Houston bands; historically, they had both worked for the same company for a number of years prior to my meeting Derrick.
In so far as my own relationship with Derrick was concerned and since being in a band together (which really defined the length of our friendship entirely), Devin had not been a frequent attendee to our get-togethers and the extent of my involvement with him usually was relegated to seeing his band play or the rare occasion when he would sit in with us on a recording session. Otherwise ... Devin had never come around, as in joining us for coffee or hanging at our houses with us.
That said, suddenly this guy is showing up with his insanely young "girlfriend" at my band mates house when I'm there (and Sophia and Jordan, mind you).
Devin was around 31 years old at the time; I remember mentioning how strange it was that he would be dating somebody so young but my band mate never seemed to indicate any concerns.
In fact, at that very same time and via phone conversations, Derrick would very dramatically describe supposed conversations he had had with Devin in which Devin had conveyed the details of some of his and his girlfriends sexual encounters.
Across the board, the nature of such discussions as relayed by Devin was that this girl was "totally unexperienced," ... and that, while giving oral sex for instance, she was constantly asking Devin questions like, "am I doing it right? I've never done this before! Are you sure I'm doing it okay?!," etc.
In retrospect, the emphasis as conveyed to me by Derrick and as communicated to him by Devin was the seeming need to highlight this young ladies innocence in regards to "things sexual."
I mean, that's what he was focused on when conveying the experiences to me and as told to him by Devin. That's the point his words were delivered to best communicate, innocence, lack of experience, young and experimental (insert your standard cliche's/taboos).
It was highly unusual in light of Devin's relation to me/us up to that point and the whole thing seemed off kilter some how, especially the fact that Devin's appearance on the scene so neatly coincided with Sophia and Jordan's insertion (pardon the penetration image) into our social circles.
Anyway ...
Devin's involvement in our daily lives at that time didn't last much longer than the time necessary for him and his supposed young girlfriend to stop in occasionally and introduce the above mentioned, much discussed nature of their supposedly exploratory sexual encounters.
But at the same time, the coffee house was still getting ready to offer up yet another willing (sacrificial?) virgin!
And Yet Another Teenager Enters the Scene!
So just when you thought it was safe to find a decently aged girlfriend ...
:-)
Just at the moment when Sophia and Jordan are becoming regular members of our ever more strange social circle and just as Devin and his All Too Innocent but Very Very Curious(tm) young girlfriend start dropping in to the picture ... yet another 17 year old wanna-be grown up, pseudo-intellectual young girl approaches my table at the coffee house and not only introduces herself but inquires if she can sit with me.
(On this particular day, I was simply sitting alone, reading and smoking cigarettes)
She says she just wanted to talk, that she's working on some poetry and wanted to know if I'd listen as she read it.
I was taken aback but simultaneously appreciative of her confidence and the fact that she so casually went about the whole thing. I mean ... just walking up and all ... "Can I sit here?" etc. That's something I'd never be inclined to do....
I said, "Sure, you can sit here. What's up?"
Turns out she wanted me to "critique" some of the poetry she was writing and that since she always saw me at the coffee house reading that she thought, what the hell, and decided to approach me.
I forget her name, maybe Laura or something.
Anyway, so we go through the whole poetry thing, I offer some obligatory comments and that's that. I did seek higher education in the field of literature, after all and so I was rather tickled to comment on her efforts.
A couple more times, later around the same period, she would approach my table and sit with me again.
We only had a few of such conversations.
I was dating a member of the Houston ballet at the time and I clearly remember inviting this girl (and her parents!) to an upcoming Houston Ballet performance; this done on a whim since the girl I was dating could get a set of free tickets if I wanted them.
Anyway, she declined.
For the most part, other than the random head nod/hello ... I had no further discourse with her.
Finally, the Most Dramatic Teen!
And finally, still around the same time as Sophia and Jordan and the "Poetry Girl" were doing their thing ...
One night while sitting with 4 or 5 of my band mates and friends at our favorite coffee house, I was approached at our table by a girl who quite clearly and simply asked me, in the most matter of fact way, in front of all my immediate friends at the table, if I'd like to go somewhere and have sex.
She was obviously a teenager. I said, "Why on earth would you ask me such a thing?"
She replied, "I just want to know, do you want to go find some place to fuck?"
She told me she was from my home neighborhood (clear lake city) and that she went to Clear Lake High School (my own High School, btw from back when I was of that particular age).
She said again, "I just thought I'd ask you cause I'm horny and your cute."
(My band mates were completely dumbfounded by the exchange since they were, of course, listening to every word. I seem to recall Derrick saying something to the effect of "GODDAMN, JOEL!")
I continued with my original tack of declining and otherwise showing quite visible discomfort at being asked such a thing at such a point blank range.
Anyway ... realizing I wasn't going to go along with her ploy/ruse/whatever you want to call it, she eventually left our table.
Never saw her again.
Brief but memorable.
:-)
Concluding
All of the above events happened around the same time (within a year of each other).
Each event originated at and played itself out at our favorite Houston coffee house (and in some cases spread to our respective social lives away from the coffee house).
What could it all mean?
I can only hypothesize...
Sophia and Jordan could have been what I have come to describe as a 'temptation sting,' or the like, a fabricated drama to test a subjects propensity for certain types of actions, in this case ... my supposed (proliferated via rumor) tendency to target very young women as potential romantic partners (which is not nor has ever been the case).
Funny thing ... I seem to recall, though I would have to verify with others from that time frame, that Jordan even once said that her father worked for the FBI. Go figure, eh?
The uber innocent and sexually curious girl who showed up with Devin around the time that Sophia and Jordan were so adroitly infiltrating my daily social circles of the time, what about her?
Perhaps she and others working with her (Devin, etc.) were simply inserted to further accentuate the need to publicize and make visible/present the idea of taboo relations or otherwise the admittedly archetypal situation of an older, more experienced person guiding a younger and less experienced person through some challenge (in this case, SEX!).
In popular terms, think Lolita and 40 Year Old Virgin (only in the latter, the age thing wasn't so important).
:-)
I'm attempting to speak in the language of those who would see fit to orchestrate such psychosocial dramatics (popular psychology, etc.) so bare with my stumbling through these questions.
The poetry girl?
As with Sophia and Jordan ... this could well have been yet another temptation sting or otherwise bait operation intended to possibly dredge up/expose some latent tendency on my part to seek out the affections of the younger, more naive and innocent females around me ... or, it could have been (just maybe) totally random.
The outright solicitaion for sex?
This was either a genuinely playful and interested person (doubtful) or it was possibly some element of the investigation implementing what is referred to among computer hackers as a 'brute force' attack. Maybe just an in-your-face type of long-shot act meant to simply gauge my response or otherwise tempt me.
Regardless ... investigation related or not ... it was still rather a strange thing to me and those others that witnessed the invite.
Otherwise ...
This has been a very lengthy post and one I'm glad is out of the way. It wore me out.
That said, ... I do hope to see Sophia and Jordan again some day; my own circumstances and ongoing story notwithstanding, they were a couple of fine folks to hang out with and I hope they're well (and I hope they eventually graduated!). ;-)
To any of you folks who were players in any of the above, please pardon my decision to so publicly discuss the goings on of those days but it's necessary.
.jbh
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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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jbh.
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(It really has been exceptionally quiet of late ... going on several months now ... I was starting to feel normal there for a bit)
:-)
Generally ... things being "quiet" means things are brewing and so my mind has again wandered to the point of realizing that I need to start a bit of the old "regurgitation of the past" writings; and, more specifically, writings wherein I must describe certain past, highly interesting events which, although occurring when I had no conscious awareness of being the subject of an investigation, nonetheless now shine a very revealing light on the motives and concerns of the investigators now that I am, and since I have been (for some time), aware of such an investigation of myself.
That will be the first of many near run-on type, far to winded sentances used in an attempt to describe things which are, frankly, difficult to describe.
Moving on ...
The above mentioned 'motives and concerns of the investigators' are best illustrated by discussing the myriad forms taken by the same investigator's very public and past psychosocial explorations which have most often manifested as regular and reoccurring street theatre dramatics, psychosocial skits, "temptation stings" or anything else you might want to call them.
It is my suspicion (being only an arm chair study of psychiatry and psychotherapy) that such psychosocial skits, are meant to induce the observed subject to behave in a specific manner which would buttress or confirm the claims, curiousities or suspicions of the authors of the drama.
A Public Service Announcement
A very careful statement should first be made regarding the fact that I am simply going to describe events and circumstances which are highly suspicious to me as past attempts at psychosocial exploration of myself.
It is not possible for me to matter of factly claim that the following described events were definitely associated with the ongoing investigation of myself.
The following events (simply) and neatly coincide with what I've learned to be the subject matters and very real foundations of the investigation of myself since discussing such with persons who have been involved as participants and even informants.
Click here to read more about the role such persons have played in the past five years in not only helping me to maintain sanity through some of these experiences but who've also offered indispensable support in the way of informing me of ongoing actions against my person.
I'll say again, just to be extra careful of your receiving this correctly:
Not all of the following described events are in any way guaranteed to be investigation related; I hope I've made that clear enough because it's an exceptionally important point.
However, in so far as what I've learned about the investigation to-date, these events are highly suspect. (I mean .. just how many 30 year old males get solicited for sex by pre-teen and teenage girls on a regular basis?) :-)
Witting vs. Unwitting
As I mention above, regarding the past examples of such street theater dramatics, I have not always been aware that such manufactured events were taking place, especially going back to the late 1999 time frame when I had no idea or even a notion that I was the subject of daily attentions associated with an ongoing investigation of myself.
It would only be much later, after becoming undeniably aware of the investigation's movements (including direct contact with those who have acted as participants) that I would, on a given day basis, become able to consciously identify when this type of ruse was being played out at my expense (or, more accurately, to illicit my responses).
For the sake of this writing though, my main focus will be on discussing several key events which I consider very likely and pointed examples of psycho social setups/street theater that occurred when I was completely unwitting of being the subject of an investigation.
I think it's this sort of example that most accurately demonstrates the nature and desired results of such actions; that is, what the drama was intended to explore in the way of my personal choices and behaviors at the time and as well, what my real and natural responses/inclinations actually were.
More specifically, regarding the covert psychosocial exploration of a subject who by design of the experiment should be unaware of the experiment ... and desiring only real and natural responses from the subject ... I would have to say that those past experiments played out around me during the time when I was unaware of being a subject of such, could be seen as the only true set of response patterns that could be argued as scientifically real and valuable (I mean, how can a witting experimentation subject act naturally).
The Coffee House Days
The following all went down around 1998 and 1999.
At that time, as well as holding down a 40 hour a week job with a prominent international banking organization, I was also very active with a local Houston band.
Myself and my fellow band mates were hugely visible and regular members of the inner loop Houston coffee house scene; we frequented two specific coffee houses, both being a mere quarter mile apart, on a rigorously daily basis.
These two coffee houses, one a bit more so than the other, were the literal hub of our respective social lives. Everything we planned and did began and ended at these local shops.
It was great fun, a very social and thriving little community of artists, musicians and self proclaimed arm chair philosophers, all mixed with the expected wanna-be nerdy chic rich folk that also called that area of Houston home.
Looking back now, some 9 years after the fact, certain events/relations which developed around that particular social community were almost certainly associated with the investigation of myself that, again and at the time, I was completely unaware of.
Following, find a short discussion of several of those events which are "red flags," if you will and from the 1999 or so period.
Sophia and Jordan
The first of such suspicious circumstances which I tend to believe as investigation related involves a couple of 17 year old high school students who somewhat adroitly and randomly inserted themselves into our band-related social circles of that time; they had never seen us perform and never would, throughout the length of our friendship and so they were not hangers on or "groupies" of any sort.
I've changed the names of the two girls to "Sophia" and "Jordan" because, well, they do it on television documentaries and so I figured it should be done on my blog. Protecting the innocent and all ... but mostly ... just a bit more respectful since this is, in all technical senses, hypothetical.
Here's how it all began ...
I had been at our favorite coffee house for about 20 minutes; I was waiting to meet my band mate, "Derrick" (of course, throughout all of this I'm changing folks names).
So I'm chilling at a table inside and suddenly Derrick comes up to the table and grabs me and says something to the effect of, "Hey! Hey! You gotta come outside and sit with us! The two cutest, CUTEST girls just walked up and sat down and started talking to us! Get up now and come out here! You've GOTTA meet them! I'm freaking out! I can't believe they just walked up and started talking to us!"
I mean ... in classic fashion of the day, he was doing his jittery as a june bug freak out that we both did when meeting someone we liked.
It was all sort of sudden and all and I of course went with him as I was one, supposed to be meeting him for coffee anyway and two, I didn't mind meeting a couple hotties.
Anyway, when I get to the table, sure enough, there's a couple of really cute girls there, both dark haired, one Hispanic and one Caucasian. But what was more immediately apparent was that they were far beneath my own 30 years of age or so and even Derrick's 27 years of age or so; in fact, they looked fresh out of a high school class room!
After half an hour of conversation, this in fact turned out to be the case.
Both girls were 17 years old and attended a nearby local High School. Derrick had met them earlier and they were now, for whatever reason, choosing to spend an evening at a coffee house with he and I (as well as several other friends, all of us being in the 25 to 30 year old range).
Right off the bat, I thought the whole thing was weird.
I had somewhat recently separated from a long term relationship and it's true I was interested in meeting other women at the time ... but these two girls were obviously not a possibility and nor did it ever register as such a situation; it just seemed off, strange and a tad bothersome.
Like I mentioned earlier, at that time I had no awareness of being the subject of any sort of investigation but still the whole thing bugged me.
I mean, why would these two high school students want to be hanging with a bunch of guys in their thirties?
And, more unbelievably, why would my band mate (Derrick), really my best friend in the world at the time, be vocally expressing interest in possibly becoming romantically involved with one of them? The whole thing was just strange and otherworldly.
In the end and after talking with them for a couple hours, I simply (wanted to) concluded it was a couple of very smart local young ladies (and they were quite that) who simply were branching out and wanting to get to know some other folks in the community.
They were intelligent, very conversant and admittedly bored with being in High School. So go figure, eh?
Anyway, long story a bit shorter but still long...
Over the coming weeks, these two girls would become more and more entwined with mine and Derrick's social circles. It was a matter of a month or two before they would begin to randomly spend time with us at Derrick's inner loop duplex where myself and others from the band circles would congregate on a weekly basis to smoke cigarettes, listen to music and otherwise just chill.
When not working, I think it's safe to say we were somewhat of the professional time wasters, whether we were making music, discussing favorite authors or just sitting around burning incense and trying to be bohemian.
And more and more, as time went by, Sophia and Jordan would just randomly show up wherever we were.
I of course always thought it just a tad odd that my band mate would be inviting two high school girls over to hang out with us but as he said to me on a couple occasions, "They just stopped by!! What am I gonna do? Ask them to leave?! I mean, c'mon! Just look at them!".
If anything, he was always rather vocal in admitting his enjoyment at having a couple very attractive and intelligent nubile young ladies around (and, just speaking in a purely honest/clinical sense, it really was sort of nice).
As I said, the initial impression was of a couple young women who not only liked to talk but who also possessed just enough social prowess to do so without coming across as immature or bothersome; they were tolerable in a social sense and admittedly, as so often recanted by Derrick, quite naturally beautiful and attractive in a no-makeup, pseudo-intellectual-chic sort of way; they were high school students, of course ... but their real or manufactured (very obvious) desire to be beyond that was still quite noticeable and endearing whether it was acting or genuine (I lean towards acting, myself but that's further down the page).
But like I said, Sophia and Jordan became regular members of our weekly gatherings, be it at the coffee houses or at my band mate's duplex.
We all became first-name-basis type friends ...
We bummed smokes off of each other, talked about our families and home lives, gave each other rides to work or elsewhere, and the weird sort of vibe that sat upon me at the outset of my introduction to them quickly faded into the routine of daily life.
I was never on a "call me later" type basis with the girls, never knew where they lived or what their email addresses or phone numbers were; I was never curious about such.
Generally, they would just always already be around whenever I showed up at wherever it might be that we'd be hanging out ... the coffee house or Derrick's house.
Hell, they even stopped by Derrick's flat on the night of their prom, just long enough to leave us some photos of them all dressed up in their outfits and regalia (in retrospect, that is just as strange as it gets).
But it's true that it all became routine: Sophia and Jordan eventually were just two more persons regularly involved in our rather tight knit little group of friends.
As I said before, Derrick was actually on several occasions expressing vocal interest in dating one of the girls, though I thought it odd and even mentioned that to be the case, but nothing of any import (that I know of or that was spoken of) ever happened between them.
In retrospect and entertaining the idea that the whole thing was manufactured as a tool of the investigators, Derrick's ongoing admissions of such desire could have been meant to induce/prompt me into following suit, though that certainly never crossed my mind in even the most fleeting of forms.
I would estimate the entire time of my knowing/associating with Sophia and Jordan to be at or around 1 to 1.5 years.
Over time, as I became less and less a member of the band/coffee house scene (especially after becoming aware of the investigation) our encounters would cease entirely.
Another Teenager Enters the Picture
Around the same time that Sophia and Jordan were becoming regular stand-ins/members of our daily social lives, another guy, a close friend of Derricks, also began hanging out with us more (many times while Sophia and Jordan were present) and this guy would often times show up with his supposed "new girlfriend," ... an "eighteen year old virgin," as described to me by my band mate and as communicated to him by this certain friend of his.
I think a pattern/image should begin to emerge at this point.
This guy with the eighteen year old girl friend (her much discussed lack of experience not withstanding) was another of our regular and long term friends from the Houston band scene. For the sake of this writing, I'll call him "Devin."
Devin had been friends with Derrick for longer than I and was a member of a couple separate Houston bands; historically, they had both worked for the same company for a number of years prior to my meeting Derrick.
In so far as my own relationship with Derrick was concerned and since being in a band together (which really defined the length of our friendship entirely), Devin had not been a frequent attendee to our get-togethers and the extent of my involvement with him usually was relegated to seeing his band play or the rare occasion when he would sit in with us on a recording session. Otherwise ... Devin had never come around, as in joining us for coffee or hanging at our houses with us.
That said, suddenly this guy is showing up with his insanely young "girlfriend" at my band mates house when I'm there (and Sophia and Jordan, mind you).
Devin was around 31 years old at the time; I remember mentioning how strange it was that he would be dating somebody so young but my band mate never seemed to indicate any concerns.
In fact, at that very same time and via phone conversations, Derrick would very dramatically describe supposed conversations he had had with Devin in which Devin had conveyed the details of some of his and his girlfriends sexual encounters.
Across the board, the nature of such discussions as relayed by Devin was that this girl was "totally unexperienced," ... and that, while giving oral sex for instance, she was constantly asking Devin questions like, "am I doing it right? I've never done this before! Are you sure I'm doing it okay?!," etc.
In retrospect, the emphasis as conveyed to me by Derrick and as communicated to him by Devin was the seeming need to highlight this young ladies innocence in regards to "things sexual."
I mean, that's what he was focused on when conveying the experiences to me and as told to him by Devin. That's the point his words were delivered to best communicate, innocence, lack of experience, young and experimental (insert your standard cliche's/taboos).
It was highly unusual in light of Devin's relation to me/us up to that point and the whole thing seemed off kilter some how, especially the fact that Devin's appearance on the scene so neatly coincided with Sophia and Jordan's insertion (pardon the penetration image) into our social circles.
Anyway ...
Devin's involvement in our daily lives at that time didn't last much longer than the time necessary for him and his supposed young girlfriend to stop in occasionally and introduce the above mentioned, much discussed nature of their supposedly exploratory sexual encounters.
But at the same time, the coffee house was still getting ready to offer up yet another willing (sacrificial?) virgin!
And Yet Another Teenager Enters the Scene!
So just when you thought it was safe to find a decently aged girlfriend ...
:-)
Just at the moment when Sophia and Jordan are becoming regular members of our ever more strange social circle and just as Devin and his All Too Innocent but Very Very Curious(tm) young girlfriend start dropping in to the picture ... yet another 17 year old wanna-be grown up, pseudo-intellectual young girl approaches my table at the coffee house and not only introduces herself but inquires if she can sit with me.
(On this particular day, I was simply sitting alone, reading and smoking cigarettes)
She says she just wanted to talk, that she's working on some poetry and wanted to know if I'd listen as she read it.
I was taken aback but simultaneously appreciative of her confidence and the fact that she so casually went about the whole thing. I mean ... just walking up and all ... "Can I sit here?" etc. That's something I'd never be inclined to do....
I said, "Sure, you can sit here. What's up?"
Turns out she wanted me to "critique" some of the poetry she was writing and that since she always saw me at the coffee house reading that she thought, what the hell, and decided to approach me.
I forget her name, maybe Laura or something.
Anyway, so we go through the whole poetry thing, I offer some obligatory comments and that's that. I did seek higher education in the field of literature, after all and so I was rather tickled to comment on her efforts.
A couple more times, later around the same period, she would approach my table and sit with me again.
We only had a few of such conversations.
I was dating a member of the Houston ballet at the time and I clearly remember inviting this girl (and her parents!) to an upcoming Houston Ballet performance; this done on a whim since the girl I was dating could get a set of free tickets if I wanted them.
Anyway, she declined.
For the most part, other than the random head nod/hello ... I had no further discourse with her.
Finally, the Most Dramatic Teen!
And finally, still around the same time as Sophia and Jordan and the "Poetry Girl" were doing their thing ...
One night while sitting with 4 or 5 of my band mates and friends at our favorite coffee house, I was approached at our table by a girl who quite clearly and simply asked me, in the most matter of fact way, in front of all my immediate friends at the table, if I'd like to go somewhere and have sex.
She was obviously a teenager. I said, "Why on earth would you ask me such a thing?"
She replied, "I just want to know, do you want to go find some place to fuck?"
She told me she was from my home neighborhood (clear lake city) and that she went to Clear Lake High School (my own High School, btw from back when I was of that particular age).
She said again, "I just thought I'd ask you cause I'm horny and your cute."
(My band mates were completely dumbfounded by the exchange since they were, of course, listening to every word. I seem to recall Derrick saying something to the effect of "GODDAMN, JOEL!")
I continued with my original tack of declining and otherwise showing quite visible discomfort at being asked such a thing at such a point blank range.
Anyway ... realizing I wasn't going to go along with her ploy/ruse/whatever you want to call it, she eventually left our table.
Never saw her again.
Brief but memorable.
:-)
Concluding
All of the above events happened around the same time (within a year of each other).
Each event originated at and played itself out at our favorite Houston coffee house (and in some cases spread to our respective social lives away from the coffee house).
What could it all mean?
I can only hypothesize...
Sophia and Jordan could have been what I have come to describe as a 'temptation sting,' or the like, a fabricated drama to test a subjects propensity for certain types of actions, in this case ... my supposed (proliferated via rumor) tendency to target very young women as potential romantic partners (which is not nor has ever been the case).
Funny thing ... I seem to recall, though I would have to verify with others from that time frame, that Jordan even once said that her father worked for the FBI. Go figure, eh?
The uber innocent and sexually curious girl who showed up with Devin around the time that Sophia and Jordan were so adroitly infiltrating my daily social circles of the time, what about her?
Perhaps she and others working with her (Devin, etc.) were simply inserted to further accentuate the need to publicize and make visible/present the idea of taboo relations or otherwise the admittedly archetypal situation of an older, more experienced person guiding a younger and less experienced person through some challenge (in this case, SEX!).
In popular terms, think Lolita and 40 Year Old Virgin (only in the latter, the age thing wasn't so important).
:-)
I'm attempting to speak in the language of those who would see fit to orchestrate such psychosocial dramatics (popular psychology, etc.) so bare with my stumbling through these questions.
The poetry girl?
As with Sophia and Jordan ... this could well have been yet another temptation sting or otherwise bait operation intended to possibly dredge up/expose some latent tendency on my part to seek out the affections of the younger, more naive and innocent females around me ... or, it could have been (just maybe) totally random.
The outright solicitaion for sex?
This was either a genuinely playful and interested person (doubtful) or it was possibly some element of the investigation implementing what is referred to among computer hackers as a 'brute force' attack. Maybe just an in-your-face type of long-shot act meant to simply gauge my response or otherwise tempt me.
Regardless ... investigation related or not ... it was still rather a strange thing to me and those others that witnessed the invite.
Otherwise ...
This has been a very lengthy post and one I'm glad is out of the way. It wore me out.
That said, ... I do hope to see Sophia and Jordan again some day; my own circumstances and ongoing story notwithstanding, they were a couple of fine folks to hang out with and I hope they're well (and I hope they eventually graduated!). ;-)
To any of you folks who were players in any of the above, please pardon my decision to so publicly discuss the goings on of those days but it's necessary.
.jbh
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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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jbh.
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Wednesday, March 26, 2008
Guns as Vehicle for Incrimination
During my regular political work today, I had an interesting conversation with a fellow who had just gotten out of prison.
He had been sent to prison for possession of a handgun at his house.
The truth though, as communicated to me by him, was that he had been a known drug dealer at the time and the police kicked his door in to search his house for drugs.
They found no drugs, but they did find a gun that his father had bought for him, tucked away high on a shelf, unloaded, etc; this is the find that sent him to prison.
Turns out, he had a felony charge on his record as a teenager (this home search happened about the time he was 35 years old or so) and because of this charge, apparently he was, for life, forbidden to ever be in possession of a handgun or gun of any kind.
Subsequently, he was sentenced to five years in the state penitentiary for possession of the weapon in his house.
This was highly interesting to me.
How Does this Relate to My Efforts?
For several years now I have mentioned that a possible incrimination attempt of myself by those persons who are investigating me locally could involve the planting of a hand gun on my property, vehicle or person.
This weapon element had been directly conveyed to me by several persons locally who have discussed the investigation with me and was based (as far as we could tell at the time) simply on the known desire of the investigators to cast me in a light that could be viewed as "possibly harmful to himself or others," ... something particularly juicy and necessary when seeking the types of 'alternative' psychiatric sentencing sought by the behavioral science end of the investigation.
But now I can see other aspects that would be valuable to the investigators.
Namely, that it would give them a nice and clean means of binding me to the treatment of the legal system for a number of future years since, like my newly met ex-con acquaintance, I too have a felony charge on my record from my teenage years (17 year old exploits).
I'm not a gun owner but I certainly never new I was unable to own a handgun or such weaponry at my house simply because I was charged (not convicted, mind you) with a felony as a teenager.
Go figure, eh!
Past Discussion of Setups and Guns
As mentioned above, I have made known in several places throughout my main website, the desire of the investigators to wrongfully incriminate me (possibly) around the possession of such weapons as hand guns, etc.
The obvious reason for inclusion as such weapons as handguns, etc. is that it would emphasize the possibility for violence (duh), or at least the much desired objective of creating that as a public impression.
Most importantly, such elements, when combined with a setup attempt that made me look like I had a memory dysfunction of some kind or when paired with some sort of forced impression of chronic alcohol or drug abuse would give the post apprehension dialogue a very definite slant towards apparent worry over future behavior (that is, until the pros could have their requested time to deem me either safe or unsafe for public interaction).
Fun stuff, eh?
Anyway, this newest bit of gained knowledge today is just icing on the ongoing cake.
As I've said already ... I own no such weapons nor have I ever been in the habit of owning such.
But knowing what I know now (after todays conversation) and if such a future incrimination attempt against me is played out, then not only would the investigators have a neat platform from which to argue for mental/neural investigation regarding the likelihood of possible future violence on my part, they'd as well have an iron-clad legal mandate to do so via actual legal system processing and sentencing.
Again, I own no such weapons (redundancy is good in this context!) :-)
But, Ironically Enough ....
I have owned such, very briefly, in the distant past (around 1999 or so) and for one year exactly.
This time-frame wherein I briefly owned a hand gun is, ironically enough, the very time-frame from which much of the subject matter contained in some of the more 'glamorous' pieces of video surveillance I have found the investigators have on record were obtained.
This fact was communicated to me early on in my awareness of the investigation and by several of those from my long term social circles who were close to the investigation at the time.
Apparently, the investigators have several instances of such 'glamorous' surveillance, all being garnered from the one year time period within which I lived at a particular downtown warehouse loft while employed with the bank. 'Glamorous,' in this context is used to indicate something the investigators would love to use as indications of abberance on my part, once some matter of fact and damning incrimination of myself is played out.
Anyway, here's the bit from jbhFILE.com dealing with the bit of surveillance involving use of a weapon:
...
from article, "Known and Existing Video Surviellance," at jbhFILE.com:
"Another bit of surviellance footage, though quite humorous, nonetheless also plays into the investigators desires to somehow build an image of myself as a possible future violent offender; this footage involves handguns.
For the record, I have never owned personal firearms, although such devices have been in and around me, in my family, etc. ... since I can remember. Rifles, shotguns, pistols ... I grew up around such devices as my parent and other immediate family were always into hunting.
Upon moving into the above mentioned warehouse flat, I borrowed a .9mm pistol from my father because I was a bit wary of living alone and in that area of Houston. I had been held up at gun point, twice in the previous two years, in and around certain Houston locales and I was a bit traumatized by the experience. Having handled weapons before, I felt quite comfortable and a bit more safe having a handgun sitting on my bedside bureau at night.
Anyway, long story shot, while hanging out in my flat I would sometimes handle the weapon, pointing here and there, assuming ridiculous defensive postures, etc ... practicing it's usage and more importantly, being quite dramatic about it at times. I've seen my share of Bruce Willis movies ... and I'm sure it shows in this bit of discussed video footage. I was having fun, in other words.
Upon moving from that space, I returned the weapon to my father ... in the end, being more comfortable without a weapon in the house than with one.
As with much of the video surviellance discussed in this article, the investigators, after some sort of set-up event might intend to skew this harmless bit of footage in a manner which would claim such behavior is worrisome or indicative of possible future harmful behavior.
There exists other footage related to personal protection devices but compared to the gun footage is not worth mentioning ..."
...
To read the entire article, follow the link in the above quoted title.
Otherwise, more to come in the near future!
.jbh
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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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jbh.
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He had been sent to prison for possession of a handgun at his house.
The truth though, as communicated to me by him, was that he had been a known drug dealer at the time and the police kicked his door in to search his house for drugs.
They found no drugs, but they did find a gun that his father had bought for him, tucked away high on a shelf, unloaded, etc; this is the find that sent him to prison.
Turns out, he had a felony charge on his record as a teenager (this home search happened about the time he was 35 years old or so) and because of this charge, apparently he was, for life, forbidden to ever be in possession of a handgun or gun of any kind.
Subsequently, he was sentenced to five years in the state penitentiary for possession of the weapon in his house.
This was highly interesting to me.
How Does this Relate to My Efforts?
For several years now I have mentioned that a possible incrimination attempt of myself by those persons who are investigating me locally could involve the planting of a hand gun on my property, vehicle or person.
This weapon element had been directly conveyed to me by several persons locally who have discussed the investigation with me and was based (as far as we could tell at the time) simply on the known desire of the investigators to cast me in a light that could be viewed as "possibly harmful to himself or others," ... something particularly juicy and necessary when seeking the types of 'alternative' psychiatric sentencing sought by the behavioral science end of the investigation.
But now I can see other aspects that would be valuable to the investigators.
Namely, that it would give them a nice and clean means of binding me to the treatment of the legal system for a number of future years since, like my newly met ex-con acquaintance, I too have a felony charge on my record from my teenage years (17 year old exploits).
I'm not a gun owner but I certainly never new I was unable to own a handgun or such weaponry at my house simply because I was charged (not convicted, mind you) with a felony as a teenager.
Go figure, eh!
Past Discussion of Setups and Guns
As mentioned above, I have made known in several places throughout my main website, the desire of the investigators to wrongfully incriminate me (possibly) around the possession of such weapons as hand guns, etc.
The obvious reason for inclusion as such weapons as handguns, etc. is that it would emphasize the possibility for violence (duh), or at least the much desired objective of creating that as a public impression.
Most importantly, such elements, when combined with a setup attempt that made me look like I had a memory dysfunction of some kind or when paired with some sort of forced impression of chronic alcohol or drug abuse would give the post apprehension dialogue a very definite slant towards apparent worry over future behavior (that is, until the pros could have their requested time to deem me either safe or unsafe for public interaction).
Fun stuff, eh?
Anyway, this newest bit of gained knowledge today is just icing on the ongoing cake.
As I've said already ... I own no such weapons nor have I ever been in the habit of owning such.
But knowing what I know now (after todays conversation) and if such a future incrimination attempt against me is played out, then not only would the investigators have a neat platform from which to argue for mental/neural investigation regarding the likelihood of possible future violence on my part, they'd as well have an iron-clad legal mandate to do so via actual legal system processing and sentencing.
Again, I own no such weapons (redundancy is good in this context!) :-)
But, Ironically Enough ....
I have owned such, very briefly, in the distant past (around 1999 or so) and for one year exactly.
This time-frame wherein I briefly owned a hand gun is, ironically enough, the very time-frame from which much of the subject matter contained in some of the more 'glamorous' pieces of video surveillance I have found the investigators have on record were obtained.
This fact was communicated to me early on in my awareness of the investigation and by several of those from my long term social circles who were close to the investigation at the time.
Apparently, the investigators have several instances of such 'glamorous' surveillance, all being garnered from the one year time period within which I lived at a particular downtown warehouse loft while employed with the bank. 'Glamorous,' in this context is used to indicate something the investigators would love to use as indications of abberance on my part, once some matter of fact and damning incrimination of myself is played out.
Anyway, here's the bit from jbhFILE.com dealing with the bit of surveillance involving use of a weapon:
...
from article, "Known and Existing Video Surviellance," at jbhFILE.com:
"Another bit of surviellance footage, though quite humorous, nonetheless also plays into the investigators desires to somehow build an image of myself as a possible future violent offender; this footage involves handguns.
For the record, I have never owned personal firearms, although such devices have been in and around me, in my family, etc. ... since I can remember. Rifles, shotguns, pistols ... I grew up around such devices as my parent and other immediate family were always into hunting.
Upon moving into the above mentioned warehouse flat, I borrowed a .9mm pistol from my father because I was a bit wary of living alone and in that area of Houston. I had been held up at gun point, twice in the previous two years, in and around certain Houston locales and I was a bit traumatized by the experience. Having handled weapons before, I felt quite comfortable and a bit more safe having a handgun sitting on my bedside bureau at night.
Anyway, long story shot, while hanging out in my flat I would sometimes handle the weapon, pointing here and there, assuming ridiculous defensive postures, etc ... practicing it's usage and more importantly, being quite dramatic about it at times. I've seen my share of Bruce Willis movies ... and I'm sure it shows in this bit of discussed video footage. I was having fun, in other words.
Upon moving from that space, I returned the weapon to my father ... in the end, being more comfortable without a weapon in the house than with one.
As with much of the video surviellance discussed in this article, the investigators, after some sort of set-up event might intend to skew this harmless bit of footage in a manner which would claim such behavior is worrisome or indicative of possible future harmful behavior.
There exists other footage related to personal protection devices but compared to the gun footage is not worth mentioning ..."
...
To read the entire article, follow the link in the above quoted title.
Otherwise, more to come in the near future!
.jbh
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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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jbh.
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Thursday, March 20, 2008
FOIPA Processes (repost) ....
(this copied from my main domain and website, www.jbhfile.com)
"For almost three years now, every six months or so, I draft and submit a legally binding, constitutionally protected request to the FBI demanding that that agency provide documents associated with an investigation of myself as a person of interest in past or ongoing investigations.
This is a common process I follow, whereby any US citizen can invoke a constitutional power known as the Freedom of Information and Privacy Act (FOIPA) and thereby obtain data from any Federal Agency (not just the FBI, btw).
The agency in question must provide the data requested unless the request falls under any of the nine constitutional exemptions afforded federal agencies, in making a decision to withhold data; furthermore, federal agencies are not legally bound to create records that are contained within the FOIPA databases, so other than claiming a specific exemption in defense of withholding data, an agency can simply say, we did not include that set of records in that particular FOIPA records system.
In the resources section of this site, I offer pointers to extensive online resources related to understanding and utilization of FOIPA to make your own requests.
Following, find a timeline of my requests to-date...
Read the rest: FOIPA Resources
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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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jbh.
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"For almost three years now, every six months or so, I draft and submit a legally binding, constitutionally protected request to the FBI demanding that that agency provide documents associated with an investigation of myself as a person of interest in past or ongoing investigations.
This is a common process I follow, whereby any US citizen can invoke a constitutional power known as the Freedom of Information and Privacy Act (FOIPA) and thereby obtain data from any Federal Agency (not just the FBI, btw).
The agency in question must provide the data requested unless the request falls under any of the nine constitutional exemptions afforded federal agencies, in making a decision to withhold data; furthermore, federal agencies are not legally bound to create records that are contained within the FOIPA databases, so other than claiming a specific exemption in defense of withholding data, an agency can simply say, we did not include that set of records in that particular FOIPA records system.
In the resources section of this site, I offer pointers to extensive online resources related to understanding and utilization of FOIPA to make your own requests.
Following, find a timeline of my requests to-date...
Read the rest: FOIPA Resources
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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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jbh.
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Monday, March 17, 2008
New post in the works ...
Working on a new article/blog post at the moment ...
Look for it in the next week or so.
It's a long one...
(but juicy!)
:-)
Look for it in the next week or so.
It's a long one...
(but juicy!)
:-)
Saturday, February 16, 2008
Covert Druggings
(the following text is copied from the "Harm to Person" section of my main website and domain at http://www.jbhfile.com; this is extremely important reading regarding my ongoing legal efforts but it should also be clearly noted that these rather traumatic experiences occurred around seven years ago; that said, this fact does not, however, negate the need for this information to be made continuously public) -joel
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When I first became aware of being the subject of an investigation, and when I first made some very public statements regarding this, is around the time at which I experienced the first and most severe covert drugging that has been perpetrated against me.
Since that first drugging, which has had no equal in it's severity, I have, literally, been drugged 10's of times, once with the same drug, that I later identified, and on other occasions, with other drugs that I only knew were different because of the physical effects they manifested.
This section discusses in detail the first and second druggings, as well as the period within which I was able to test myself and put a name to the substance which I had previously been unable to identify.
1st and Worst
Around mid to late 2000, after first becoming aware of the gang stalking tactics of the investigation and after suffering a nervous breakdown of sorts related to that attention, I sought council with certain community members on how best to handle the circumstances I was experiencing; these were persons vaguely known to me, not immediate friends, but nevertheless some who I thought could get me in touch with others in the community who might be able to explain the obvious surveillance.
While following a short-lived process suggested by these persons, wherein I was to supposedly seek rest and recovery from my recent and very literal nervous breakdown, I attended a certain social function (in large part attended by the persons I first approached) and was covertly dosed with a drug that, at the time of this first incident, I could not identify from it's effects, but which later I would be able to obtain test results for. More on that, later. The drug was administered via a soda pop; persons at the social event were in various stages of having dinner and drinks and I remember clearly, the drink was from KFC fried chicken, medium sized or so, and I drank the whole thing.
I didn't feel the effects of the drug, whatever it was, until I had begun my journey home, to my mother's house, where I was staying at that time.
(In the early stages of these circumstances I was quite emotionally debilitated by what was transpiring in my community and had decided to stay for a few days with an immediate family member.)
I barely made it home.
It should be stated here, that I have had experience, during my teenage years, with psychedelics and other types of drugs such as various sorts of stimulants, so I know, without a doubt, what a drug feels like when entering my system. This was no anxiety attack or nervous response, this was a chemical hitting my system; it was undeniable, especially to a person who had done his fair share of mind altering chemicals as a young person.
As I drove the 30 or so miles back to my house, I began to feel, what I thought might be cocaine or some such substance beginning to affect me. At least in the beginning of the drugs effects, the first 10 minutes or so of being aware of a substance in my system, it felt like a stimulant of some kind.
The drugs effects grew and grew and grew in intensity until, by the time I got home, I began to become fearful as to not only what had been administered, but how much of it.
By that time, I certainly knew it was not a stimulant, as I was beginning to experience slight hallucinations and my arms and legs were growing numb. Also, and this is absolutely central to something that will be found out later, I attempted to induce vomiting, once home and in the bathroom, by using my finger to gag myself, yet I found that I had absolutely no gag reflex to speak of. Not being able to accomplish anything in the bathroom, I quickly retired to bed and resigned myself to simply ride it out.
Therein began what would be, without question, the most horrifying and painful night of life.
The drugs affects simply kept intensifying until I had become almost completely numb; I couldn't feel my hands or legs and I felt as though their were a block of ice in my chest.
Put plainly, I felt that I was most certainly dieing.
I crawled, literally crawled from the couch where I was sleeping and into my mother and her fiance's living room, around 1am or so, and very gently woke her and whispered, "they drugged me,' and again, trying to not breakdown altogether or otherwise make a ruckus,
"i can't believe they drugged me."
Of course, as with all other of my concerns and observations to date, she said I was probably just having a bad dream or was imagining things and should go back to sleep.
Talk about horrendous.
I returned to the couch and knew I'd have to just ride it out. I was terrified because I knew it was an overdose on something, again, having quite a bit of experience with drug usage from my teenage years. My thought processes were alternately chaotic then coherent, and interspersed, considering the emotional debacle I had already been through over the past couple months, were thoughts of simply committing suicide to stop the pain. Fortunately, reason prevailed and I didn't act on some of the more psychotic options that were occurring to me.
The following morning I was coherent enough to discuss the event again, with my parents; they, of course, reiterated that they thought I was imagining things or had simply made it up.
That time, I was never able to actually prove, via independent drug testing, that I had been drugged; however, upon being drugged the second time, with what perceptually felt like an identical substance, things were different.
2nd Drugging
A year or so after the first, most severe drugging, I was drugged a second time, with what felt like an identical substance. I will not discuss the details of how the drug was transmitted to my system but, suffice it to say, a certain friend of the family sent a plate of food home with my father after he had visited with them one night for dinner, specifying that it was for me; being the naive chap that I was at the time, I dug in. After all, it was friends of the family, right?
Needless to say, 15 to 20 minutes after consuming the meal, or at least a portion thereof, I began to feel the exact preliminary effects of a drug hitting my system that I had experienced before, some year previous. These were the exact same symptoms: very slight hallucinations, clearing of sinus passages, numbing extremeties and an absolute lack of any gag response (I of course tried to induce vomiting after realizing I'd been drugged a second time).
This time, having some experience upon which to establish a more calm reaction to the drugging, I sought the council of a friend who I knew had heard via the rumor mill of the investigation and who I had often times confided in regarding my ongoing circumstances.
This friend suggested we go immediately and have a 5-panel drug screen done to see if we could identify the chemical that had been administered.
I already knew that the drugs effects were not going to intensify to the point of the previous assault and so I agreed to go to the pharmacy to obtain the drug test equipment.
Upon the subsequent testing, the results of the drug test showed a strong positive for PCP.
The next morning, I tested myself twice more in the presence of family members in order to have a witnessed account of the results of the test; each time, the results came up immediately for PCP.
PCP! Phencyclidine! Angel Dust for christ's sake!
I could not believe what I was seeing in the way of the test results. I had no idea PCP could even be bought or that it was something that was real. The only thing I knew about it was the stuff I heard as a kid, back in the 70's, of people jumping off buildings and wrestling 10 cops at one time when they OD'd on the stuff.
The amazing thing here is, even after personally witnessing the drug test showing the presence of PCP in my system, my parents still thought I was crazy or otherwise wanted to rationalize it away as something innocuous! I mean, come on, PCP for crying out loud! Where in the hell does one get PCP, anyway?
Later on ... I'd find out the answer to that last question ...
Why PCP?
That's the question that immediately began to eat at me. For nearly a year prior to that drug test I had walked around wondering how in the world I would ever convince anyone I had been covertly drugged, much less be able to come to know what that drug had been, and suddenly, I had a name.
The first PCP overdose had been an extremely traumatic experience.
During the months after the first drugging, I literally questioned every meal and every drink that I partook of, for an entire year, before being able to, ultimately, lay a name to the drug that was used. In many cases, hundreds really, I somewhat chronically would even have freak outs and not consume meals at all.
The post traumatic stress like symptoms were really that bad.
I would liken it to someone who had been violently assaulted on a regular basis, and whose assailant was always able to escape, suddenly finding themselves able to identify that assailant from a lineup.
Put simply, I was ecstatic that I now had some information to work with for further investigation.
My subsequent investigations into the nature and effects of PCP were the most important beginning steps towards undoing a situation wherein, up until that point, I had been simply a victim; once I began to study PCP and it's hallmark effects, I began to have a degree of control over my circumstances, especially in understanding the investigations tactics and strategies insofar as pushing the myth of mental illness and why they had chosen to use PCP in their assaults on me.
I acquired any and all data from my public library on PCP and spent a full day devouring it; what I found was unbelievable in the sense that it supported all of the operations, to-date, that had been leveled against me, especially the desire to create the illusion of mental illness and memory dysfunction.
PCP, I learned, claims as hallmarks, the causing of severe amnesia and other nervous symptoms "near identical to clinical paranoid schizophrenia." Every book on the subject I read reiterated this.
Every book, without exception.
In fact, just as a window into the prevalence of amnesia as a byproduct of PCP usage, here's a predefined google search:
In fact, having poured over the contents of scores of books dedicated to the discussion of Phencyclidine (PCP), I would have to say of utmost importance to each was discussion of the occurences of memory loss and comparisons to clinical schizophrenia.
Whole chapters of certain books were dedicated to discussing the drugs ability to cause amnesia and psychotic symptoms indistinguishable from 'clinical paranoid schizophrenia;' furthermore, every one of my symptoms from the first night, especially the apparent anesthetizing of my extremities and the overwhelming feeling that I were dieing, were cited in most books as common symptoms of severe "PCP psychosis," or overdose. One book even mentioned, specifically, the extreme diminution of gag reflex, due to the drugs anesthetizing effects.
Most important, however, were the bits about memory dysfunction, as it has been known to me that a primary objective of the investigation is to create the illusion of my having a memory impairment of some kind in order to buttress the behavioral science goal of total discretion in extensive psychotherapeutic investigation of my entire personal history.
Another topic discussed in the various books I read on PCP dealt with the protocol followed within hospitals and law enforcement when dealing with PCP overdose cases, that when such cases are admitted to emergency rooms or are apprehended by the authorities, the first action taken is an immediate search of that persons premises and immediate belongings, due to the fact that so many of such persons simply can't remember when or if they took the drug (or perhaps they might, "psychotically" believe they had been drugged by someone else!)
How convenient!
I could almost hear an audible click as certain, if only a few, of the pieces of the investigators puzzle began to make sense.
I'm sure that if I had gone to the authorities that first night, or had fled to an emergency room, the above mentioned (and read) sort of protocol would have been followed and if so, there's no saying what might have been found in the way of planted evidence once such searches were performed.
One other interesting note: PCP was introduced to hospitals as a very real world drug as an anesthesia, it was post this introduction that it hit the streets in the early seventies and thereabouts. The drug was rather quickly discontinued due to it's discovered tendencies to cause psychosis, severe amnesia and often times violent behavior.
Today, the drug is still produced for "special applications," as one book described it, by one source and one source alone: the US Federal Government.
Other Drugs
Suffice it to say, I have not been drugged with PCP since those first two, early druggings and especially since the last instance of such barbarism when I was able to have witnessed tests performed. I have, however, been drugged a number of times with other substances, which, though not tested (it gets expensive after 5 or 10 times) were still quite identifiable to me as either some sort of stimulant such as speed or cocaine.
The reason the covert druggings continue is this:
My estimation is that the most likely means of pulling off a detonation event of some kind, which has as a goal the introduction of myself into the legal system, would most conveniently be built around the use of elicit drugs as this is something that, historically, can be indicated in my true, albeit distant, past.
I talk in great detail of detonation events in another area of this site.
The reason I think PCP was never used again:
Because I tested myself on numerous times in front of witnesses to demonstrate that PCP had indeed been administered to my system and because I made such a vocal stink over what I discovered regarding PCP and it's effects and especially how it factored into building a false case against me.
"To name is to know, to know is to control," as someone once told me.
;-)
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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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jbh.
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Friday, February 15, 2008
Random Fun
Since the publishing of this blog, my monthly posts have dropped considerably.
I attribute this for the most part to the fact that I've gained a bit of momentum in my fight to first, stop the harmful tactics of the investigators and two, prove that the investigation exists. The former point being the most responsible for my ever lessening posts.
Posts to this blog are primarily strategic in nature, even though not what I would call factual information; the posts are intended to simply make concerning issues, even what I'd call rumors or 'hints' of things, immediately public so that they might not, over time, become more serious for me.
In essence, I've made my situation so public (and ever increasingly so) that such tactics by the investigators have most likely become not only ineffective at achieving the desired result (mental breakdown, stress, etc.) but as well have become somewhat threatening to the investigators themselves.
I mean think about it! Can you imagine the ruckus I could make if I was ever actually able to prove (with multiple witness' testimony) that the FBI or local law enforcement authorities (or whoever it happened to have been) here in Houston participated in covertly overdosing me on PCP to the point of almost being near death!!?? All so they could soften me up and funnel me into some half-way house or detox facility for more appropriate and quite nazi-esque prodding and testing? I mean, what a scandal that would be! A delicious, well deserved and JUST scandal but a scandal nonetheless. :-)
So yeah ... such tactics could easily play against the perpetrators of such and so my very public efforts have, at least in part, been successful.
That is to say that as more and more personal friends of mine have been involved in my ongoing efforts, as more of such folks either believe or simply write off my claims, it nevertheless does make it more and more difficult for the investigators to attempt staged incrimination attempts and other sorts of traditional actions against my person because to do so would invariably confirm what I've been saying all along.
I mean, the only other alternative, should such actions be taken against me in a way that makes me appear culpable to some crime, would be to simply argue that I'm crazy, an argument which, again, is growing more and more difficult to argue due to the fact that I have a very public daily work and family life, and 'craziness' just doesn't factor into my daily outlook, attitude or mannerisms (other than my long standing claims of being investigated locally here in houston, which, if taken for what it is, is simply no reason to call somebody crazy!).
That said ... I've included plenty of links in the above text if you care to read a bit more about the investigation itself and the types of actions against me that I've experienced in the relatively distant past. That and more is available at my primary domain and website: www.jbhfile.com
Some Random Fun of Late!
So I'm posting this bit as a little gratuitous window into the sorts of things I like to do in my free time.
This particular thing involves hi-fi audio equipment, which I simply adore but seldom have the money to pay for.
Therefore, I rack up a little bit of debt (but keep it very manageable!).
Anyway ... in the past few weeks my ears have been treated to the fine sounds of a couple of lovely bits of new equipment that I just can't remove from my head.
The first, a set of very well known and adored 'inner ear monitors' (IEM) made by Shure, Inc.
Good things really do come in small packages...
This set of inner ear monitors, believe it or not, in all their $500.00 glory, were a gift from Shure Inc. Call it fair testimony to the power of letter writing or call it providence ... whatever.
The fact remains that after penning a rather humorous article outlining a somewhat horrifying experience of getting a set of Shure (much cheaper variety) IEM's rubber tips lodged in my ear and after sending this to Shure, Inc. as a means of getting a new set of tips ($10.00 on average), someone in their service department saw fit to set me up with this set of uber expensive, uber fine sounding set of monitors.
In the inner ear monitor world, these are some of the most loved and sought after IEMs due to their natural sound and incredible bass reproduction capabilities. I find them the perfect companion to my portable media player and headphone amp combo (Creative Zen Vision:M and a Practical Devices XM4 amp).
For those of you not in the know regarding IEM's ... they are called 'inner ear monitors' because unlike typical ear buds, these actually are inserted into the ear canal itself. This sort of headphone is uncomfortable to some at first but after a bit you become accustomed to the invasiveness and are only aware of the really unbelievable sound quality.
The fact that these were a gift from the manufacturer makes the music that much sweeter (especially considering they retail for $500.00 or more!
Further audio bliss...
The final (and lets hope this is really final) addition to my burgeoning yet well dressed step into the land of audiophiles is a delightful, well known full sized set of headphones made by Grado Labs, the RS1's.
This set of headphones, though sounding quite a bit different (but not better) than the Shure IEM's above are much more adroit at classical music offerings... quartets, chamber music and especiallys symphonic pieces where 'sound stage' is of great importance towards shaping the final sound that reaches one's ears.
And don't laugh at the mahagony; it seriously affects the tone and timbre of the delivered music.
The best way to describe listening to classical music through these (again, rather costly) headphones is "audio bliss." The first time I put them on and played some Beethoven, I immediately reached for the power button on my 5.1 surround room speaker system because I thought the sound was coming from there. But it wasn't.
The overall spatiousness of the sound delivered by the RS1's is greatly enhanced by the "open" nature of these headphones; the term "open," when used to describe headphones, means that the outside of the ear pieces is not sealed and is rather open to the air and the room allowing much of the sound to escape out of the non-ear side of the headphone cups; this openness affects the sound in such a way as to make the delivered music "appear" to be coming from a much broader sound stage/sounding element than just two speakers pressed against one's ears.
It's so fun.
Concluding
It's also disgustingly expensive; that said, I am swiftly convincing myself to be satisfied with these two purchases for at least a couple years. :-)
No way in hell does my paltry monthly income allow for much more (granted) borrowing of money to fuel such a gratuitous love as pursuing the finest of home audio.
That said ...
This has simply been a small window into one of the more pleasurable, highly subjective "hobbies" that I take part in on a daily basis.
All the preceding banter about investigations, wrongful incriminations, legal documents and covert druggings aside ... I do, generally, have a great deal of fun with my time and in no way foresee that changing.
(Come hades, come floods)
;-)
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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.
-------------------------------------------------------
jbh.
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I attribute this for the most part to the fact that I've gained a bit of momentum in my fight to first, stop the harmful tactics of the investigators and two, prove that the investigation exists. The former point being the most responsible for my ever lessening posts.
Posts to this blog are primarily strategic in nature, even though not what I would call factual information; the posts are intended to simply make concerning issues, even what I'd call rumors or 'hints' of things, immediately public so that they might not, over time, become more serious for me.
In essence, I've made my situation so public (and ever increasingly so) that such tactics by the investigators have most likely become not only ineffective at achieving the desired result (mental breakdown, stress, etc.) but as well have become somewhat threatening to the investigators themselves.
I mean think about it! Can you imagine the ruckus I could make if I was ever actually able to prove (with multiple witness' testimony) that the FBI or local law enforcement authorities (or whoever it happened to have been) here in Houston participated in covertly overdosing me on PCP to the point of almost being near death!!?? All so they could soften me up and funnel me into some half-way house or detox facility for more appropriate and quite nazi-esque prodding and testing? I mean, what a scandal that would be! A delicious, well deserved and JUST scandal but a scandal nonetheless. :-)
So yeah ... such tactics could easily play against the perpetrators of such and so my very public efforts have, at least in part, been successful.
That is to say that as more and more personal friends of mine have been involved in my ongoing efforts, as more of such folks either believe or simply write off my claims, it nevertheless does make it more and more difficult for the investigators to attempt staged incrimination attempts and other sorts of traditional actions against my person because to do so would invariably confirm what I've been saying all along.
I mean, the only other alternative, should such actions be taken against me in a way that makes me appear culpable to some crime, would be to simply argue that I'm crazy, an argument which, again, is growing more and more difficult to argue due to the fact that I have a very public daily work and family life, and 'craziness' just doesn't factor into my daily outlook, attitude or mannerisms (other than my long standing claims of being investigated locally here in houston, which, if taken for what it is, is simply no reason to call somebody crazy!).
That said ... I've included plenty of links in the above text if you care to read a bit more about the investigation itself and the types of actions against me that I've experienced in the relatively distant past. That and more is available at my primary domain and website: www.jbhfile.com
Some Random Fun of Late!
So I'm posting this bit as a little gratuitous window into the sorts of things I like to do in my free time.
This particular thing involves hi-fi audio equipment, which I simply adore but seldom have the money to pay for.
Therefore, I rack up a little bit of debt (but keep it very manageable!).
Anyway ... in the past few weeks my ears have been treated to the fine sounds of a couple of lovely bits of new equipment that I just can't remove from my head.
The first, a set of very well known and adored 'inner ear monitors' (IEM) made by Shure, Inc.
Good things really do come in small packages...
This set of inner ear monitors, believe it or not, in all their $500.00 glory, were a gift from Shure Inc. Call it fair testimony to the power of letter writing or call it providence ... whatever.
The fact remains that after penning a rather humorous article outlining a somewhat horrifying experience of getting a set of Shure (much cheaper variety) IEM's rubber tips lodged in my ear and after sending this to Shure, Inc. as a means of getting a new set of tips ($10.00 on average), someone in their service department saw fit to set me up with this set of uber expensive, uber fine sounding set of monitors.
In the inner ear monitor world, these are some of the most loved and sought after IEMs due to their natural sound and incredible bass reproduction capabilities. I find them the perfect companion to my portable media player and headphone amp combo (Creative Zen Vision:M and a Practical Devices XM4 amp).For those of you not in the know regarding IEM's ... they are called 'inner ear monitors' because unlike typical ear buds, these actually are inserted into the ear canal itself. This sort of headphone is uncomfortable to some at first but after a bit you become accustomed to the invasiveness and are only aware of the really unbelievable sound quality.
The fact that these were a gift from the manufacturer makes the music that much sweeter (especially considering they retail for $500.00 or more!
Further audio bliss...
The final (and lets hope this is really final) addition to my burgeoning yet well dressed step into the land of audiophiles is a delightful, well known full sized set of headphones made by Grado Labs, the RS1's.This set of headphones, though sounding quite a bit different (but not better) than the Shure IEM's above are much more adroit at classical music offerings... quartets, chamber music and especiallys symphonic pieces where 'sound stage' is of great importance towards shaping the final sound that reaches one's ears.
And don't laugh at the mahagony; it seriously affects the tone and timbre of the delivered music.
The best way to describe listening to classical music through these (again, rather costly) headphones is "audio bliss." The first time I put them on and played some Beethoven, I immediately reached for the power button on my 5.1 surround room speaker system because I thought the sound was coming from there. But it wasn't.
The overall spatiousness of the sound delivered by the RS1's is greatly enhanced by the "open" nature of these headphones; the term "open," when used to describe headphones, means that the outside of the ear pieces is not sealed and is rather open to the air and the room allowing much of the sound to escape out of the non-ear side of the headphone cups; this openness affects the sound in such a way as to make the delivered music "appear" to be coming from a much broader sound stage/sounding element than just two speakers pressed against one's ears.It's so fun.
Concluding
It's also disgustingly expensive; that said, I am swiftly convincing myself to be satisfied with these two purchases for at least a couple years. :-)
No way in hell does my paltry monthly income allow for much more (granted) borrowing of money to fuel such a gratuitous love as pursuing the finest of home audio.
That said ...
This has simply been a small window into one of the more pleasurable, highly subjective "hobbies" that I take part in on a daily basis.
All the preceding banter about investigations, wrongful incriminations, legal documents and covert druggings aside ... I do, generally, have a great deal of fun with my time and in no way foresee that changing.
(Come hades, come floods)
;-)
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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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jbh.
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Saturday, January 12, 2008
Illegal MP3 Downloading?
Recent conversations with a few of those who have been aware of the investigation against me for some time now have revealed that as a last ditch effort to somehow involve me in publicly reprimanded internet crime ... the investigators are considering approaching me on supposed illegal MP3 downloading.
This is sort of humorous ... but, technically, it could happen at a stretch (humorous though it may be).
It's humorous because my activity around such issues is extremely infrequent.
Compared to the average internet savvy 17 year old ... my few downloads from open/public directories is sort of akin to a grain of sand on a beach.
Most kids will download, literally, gigabytes a month from file sharing networks and otherwise ... so how come the feds aren't knocking on their doors a thousand times a day?
???
Online Music
I'm not a big music downloader, never have been.
I have, however downloaded some music in the past few months.
The music I download is generally from sites covered by The Fair Use Act ... folks who publish mix cd's for public review, etc.
Also, there are some sites like Glorious Noise which comb the internet for free releases from Indie artists and then make them available for download from their main site.
All perfectly legal to the best of my knowledge.
And lastly, I sometimes will use google to search for open directories containing MP3 files ... again, something I'm pretty sure is acceptable as persons like myself could just as well consider such files free releases as not since they have no accompanying information applied to them or otherwise indication of being copyrighted material.
The practice of searching for music with google however, on my part anyway, is rather limited ... and since the files found in open directories are generally of sub standard quality, I will always purchase the CD in the long run.
More on Using Google to find MP3's
The following is copied from About.com and is a pretty good introduction in how to search for .MP3's with google:
...
There's an easy way to find free MP3 files with Google; actually, there's quite a few easy ways. Here's one (this particular method via Tech-Recipes):
I must say, it's rather effective.
I've downloaded MP3's using this method only a few times in the past three months and since it's searching random public root directories, I can find no reason for why it would be prosecutable to download such content.
Much more likely, in the event that some authority or otherwise were observing a user downloading content in such a way ... and should said authority have issue with such activity ... the norm is for the ISP to contact the individual to request that such activity be halted (or otherwise, even ... to simply inform the user that it is indeed questionable traffic).
Using file sharing networks is another story, however as the intention there is, blatantly, to purposefully make copyrighted works available for download.
That's my own non-professional take on things, however and I could well be wrong.
That said, I use, and would suggest you yourself use some discretion in finding content via such methods; it's a gray area to be sure ... but one that theoretically could be problematic.
The most appropriate use of such activity is to simply demo artists and then purchase the CD.
The Rumors
Yet the rumors 'on the street,' as it were, have indeed indicated that those behind the rather winded, and at this point completely peculiar, investigation of myself (the reputable and supposed internet criminal) do wish to grasp at this particular straw that they see in my downloading of the occasional MP3.
That it would be a foot in the door.
That it would start the ball rolling.
That it would be a gateway event into a more winded, mandated deliberation on any and all past and present actions involving the use of computers, up to and including my decades ago role as administrator of the notoriously 37173 hack board, HoWL! BBS (as well loose discussions around topics like pirated software, internet porn, pedophilia, child stalking, my own sexual history, details of past romantic partners, favorite flavors of ice cream, my racial preferences in partners, where I was on a given night, what my alibi is, what I have to say for myself, bank robbery, home invasions prompted by supposed undieing affections/obsessions with ex-girlfriends, where I keep my supposed stash of drugs and weed, my drinking habits, how often I masturbate, who my first sexual partner was, if I've had a homosexual experience, whether or not I tortured small animals as a child, whether my pupils just dialated or not, what I find frightening, how I feel about my Mother, my relationship with my siblings and what my most recent video rental happened to be.)
Yes. Those topics and more are the end all be all desires of the whackos running the investigation.
And yes ... I've recently heard they want to use MP3 downloading as a potential spark to get the whole party going.
(I mean, lacking anything else, really ... who can blame them?
:-)
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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.
-------------------------------------------------------
jbh.
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This is sort of humorous ... but, technically, it could happen at a stretch (humorous though it may be).
It's humorous because my activity around such issues is extremely infrequent.
Compared to the average internet savvy 17 year old ... my few downloads from open/public directories is sort of akin to a grain of sand on a beach.
Most kids will download, literally, gigabytes a month from file sharing networks and otherwise ... so how come the feds aren't knocking on their doors a thousand times a day?
???
Online Music
I'm not a big music downloader, never have been.
I have, however downloaded some music in the past few months.
The music I download is generally from sites covered by The Fair Use Act ... folks who publish mix cd's for public review, etc.
Also, there are some sites like Glorious Noise which comb the internet for free releases from Indie artists and then make them available for download from their main site.
All perfectly legal to the best of my knowledge.
And lastly, I sometimes will use google to search for open directories containing MP3 files ... again, something I'm pretty sure is acceptable as persons like myself could just as well consider such files free releases as not since they have no accompanying information applied to them or otherwise indication of being copyrighted material.
The practice of searching for music with google however, on my part anyway, is rather limited ... and since the files found in open directories are generally of sub standard quality, I will always purchase the CD in the long run.
More on Using Google to find MP3's
The following is copied from About.com and is a pretty good introduction in how to search for .MP3's with google:
...
There's an easy way to find free MP3 files with Google; actually, there's quite a few easy ways. Here's one (this particular method via Tech-Recipes):
-inurl:htm -inurl:html intitle:"index of" "Last modified" mp3
Okay, so let's break this down. You are attempting to find directories, so you don't want a a Web page (hence the minus sign in front of both the htm and html extensions). You're looking for the root directory, so that's where the "index of" in the title (intitle) comes in. And that mp3 file designation? You can change that to any file you are wanting to look for: wma, pdf, etc.
Now, how about looking for specific artists? Easy:
-inurl:htm -inurl:html intitle:"index of" mp3 "beethoven"
Make sure you put the artist's name in quotes at the end of the search string.
Now, there's another way to do this that might be a little bit easier; you're just changing the order of your search query around.
intitle:index.of + mp3 + "beethoven" -html -htm -txt
Basically, you're doing the same thing that you did in the first search string. You can narrow it down even further if you want to:
"index of" + intitle:mp3 + beethoven
All you're doing here is looking for directories with MP3 in the title and Beethoven.
...
So there you have it from About.com ... an easy way to find MP3's via google searches.I must say, it's rather effective.
I've downloaded MP3's using this method only a few times in the past three months and since it's searching random public root directories, I can find no reason for why it would be prosecutable to download such content.
Much more likely, in the event that some authority or otherwise were observing a user downloading content in such a way ... and should said authority have issue with such activity ... the norm is for the ISP to contact the individual to request that such activity be halted (or otherwise, even ... to simply inform the user that it is indeed questionable traffic).
Using file sharing networks is another story, however as the intention there is, blatantly, to purposefully make copyrighted works available for download.
That's my own non-professional take on things, however and I could well be wrong.
That said, I use, and would suggest you yourself use some discretion in finding content via such methods; it's a gray area to be sure ... but one that theoretically could be problematic.
The most appropriate use of such activity is to simply demo artists and then purchase the CD.
The Rumors
Yet the rumors 'on the street,' as it were, have indeed indicated that those behind the rather winded, and at this point completely peculiar, investigation of myself (the reputable and supposed internet criminal) do wish to grasp at this particular straw that they see in my downloading of the occasional MP3.
That it would be a foot in the door.
That it would start the ball rolling.
That it would be a gateway event into a more winded, mandated deliberation on any and all past and present actions involving the use of computers, up to and including my decades ago role as administrator of the notoriously 37173 hack board, HoWL! BBS (as well loose discussions around topics like pirated software, internet porn, pedophilia, child stalking, my own sexual history, details of past romantic partners, favorite flavors of ice cream, my racial preferences in partners, where I was on a given night, what my alibi is, what I have to say for myself, bank robbery, home invasions prompted by supposed undieing affections/obsessions with ex-girlfriends, where I keep my supposed stash of drugs and weed, my drinking habits, how often I masturbate, who my first sexual partner was, if I've had a homosexual experience, whether or not I tortured small animals as a child, whether my pupils just dialated or not, what I find frightening, how I feel about my Mother, my relationship with my siblings and what my most recent video rental happened to be.)
Yes. Those topics and more are the end all be all desires of the whackos running the investigation.
And yes ... I've recently heard they want to use MP3 downloading as a potential spark to get the whole party going.
(I mean, lacking anything else, really ... who can blame them?
:-)
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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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jbh.
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Friday, January 11, 2008
Recent online purchases ...
As I've reiterated over and over ...
Family members and close friend's credit cards and checking accounts have been a favorite target of the investigators in their attempts to falsely incriminate me.
I've offered plenty of links regarding such in the past.
That said, this post is simply a precursor to a more elaborate break down explaining and making public several online purchase I've made in the past month, on an agreed basis, using family member's credit cards.
As explained in past posts, I don't have a credit card of my own and so it is a normal practice of mine to use a family members established credit card and then reimburse said family member with immediate cash or regular payments.
This is old hat by now.
Anyway, several of such purchase have been made in the past month and once all transactions are complete I will post a detailed account here on my blog citing both products purchased and dates of online activity.
Until we recieve the actual invoices from American Express, I will list briefly here the loose dates and amounts of all such purchases:
...
12/28/2007: Purchased Creative X-fi @ $269.53 from Directron.com
12/28/2007: Purchased Sennheiser HD595 @ $222.49 from Audiomidi.com
01/11/2008: Purchased Shure SE530 @ $350.00 from Ebay/Anthony Devo
02/16/2008: Purchased Shure SE530 @ $350.00 from Ebay/Anthony Devo
...
The Sennheiser purchase was a foul up on my part as I had originally intended to return those for a refund/exchange on the Shures but I failed to read the small print which stated that Audiomidi did not accept returns on headphones.
So anyway, ...
That's the rundown.
As is my usual habit, I will post the actual AMEX bill as soon as it arrives.
Otherwise ...
Cheers!
.jbh
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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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jbh.
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Family members and close friend's credit cards and checking accounts have been a favorite target of the investigators in their attempts to falsely incriminate me.
I've offered plenty of links regarding such in the past.
That said, this post is simply a precursor to a more elaborate break down explaining and making public several online purchase I've made in the past month, on an agreed basis, using family member's credit cards.
As explained in past posts, I don't have a credit card of my own and so it is a normal practice of mine to use a family members established credit card and then reimburse said family member with immediate cash or regular payments.
This is old hat by now.
Anyway, several of such purchase have been made in the past month and once all transactions are complete I will post a detailed account here on my blog citing both products purchased and dates of online activity.
Until we recieve the actual invoices from American Express, I will list briefly here the loose dates and amounts of all such purchases:
...
12/28/2007: Purchased Creative X-fi @ $269.53 from Directron.com
12/28/2007: Purchased Sennheiser HD595 @ $222.49 from Audiomidi.com
01/11/2008: Purchased Shure SE530 @ $350.00 from Ebay/Anthony Devo
02/16/2008: Purchased Shure SE530 @ $350.00 from Ebay/Anthony Devo
...
The Sennheiser purchase was a foul up on my part as I had originally intended to return those for a refund/exchange on the Shures but I failed to read the small print which stated that Audiomidi did not accept returns on headphones.
So anyway, ...
That's the rundown.
As is my usual habit, I will post the actual AMEX bill as soon as it arrives.
Otherwise ...
Cheers!
.jbh
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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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jbh.
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Saturday, January 5, 2008
Other Person's Money
As I've written in the past, one of the longstanding methods employed by the investigators in their ongoing attempts to wrongfully incriminate myself has been to create the illusion of my supposedly stealing from a family member or friends personal bank account.
This, of course, in a way that involved computer use and also most probably a way that would demand/require removal from my current work and home environs. Two requirements which have been on the investigators wish list for a long time.
A past example:
Persons close to my family (fathers side) who have acted as collaborators in the investigation once used my father's bank account to subscribe to several online, questionably legal pay-for-porn sites (think lassie, but much more than just a friend).
Follow the link if you care to read the details of that documented, thoroughly squelched attempt to wrongfully incriminate me some several years ago.
Possible Christmas Incrimination?
Anyway ... tis the season and all ... folks are spending money, dreaming up their most desired gifts and maybe even (as I'm currently employed at) making a bunch of stuff to give to other people as gifts.
That said ... this is the perfect time and seasonal environment for those running the ongoing investigation to attempt to dream up further acts along the lines mentioned above.
Considering the imaginary prospect that such a move against my person were to be made this time of year, the post event comments from the investigators could easily go something like this:
"Well, maybe he was just wanting some new stereo equipment ... you know he doesn't get paid much working in politics ... and you know he's had this new hobby of buying expensive audio gear ... seems his family members (or friend's) credit card account was just a bit too tempting for him to resist ... we see a lot of this around Christmas, you know ... people get depressed ... needy ... that sort of depressive mood, combined with alcohol or drugs ... well, it just added up to a lose this time ... but we'll get him the help he needs"
:-)
Dramatic ... but a fun imaginative romp nonetheless.
So, as a preemptive move ... I thought I'd go ahead and write about it before it actually had a chance to transpire (you know ... just in case and all).
Besides ... it's Friday ... just got home from work ... having a beer and all; I can think of nothing more appealing than writing for an hour or so.
Importance of a Detonation Event
Since publishing the content viewable at www.jbhfile.com, I have made it very public and very clear that a known goal of those behind the investigation is to end it along lines they "approve of" or otherwise that let them publicly justify the amount of time and resources dedicated to the efforts against me.
That being the case ... the investigations goals have been unchanging for almost six years now.
Number one ... a charge and a punishment ... even if that punishment is not jail time but the (known) and much more preferred "alternative" sort of punishment which would include the expected and grotesquely mandated court ordered psychiatric rubbish.
Number two (hinted at in number one) ... a clean entry into some sort of court mandated, supposedly very necessary and longwinded (oh, 3 months or so) psychiatric evaluation that would necessarily include the necessary authority to remove me from my current home and work situation.
I speak at great length regarding these objectives, HERE, at my main website and so won't go in to any more detail than that.
That said ... and considering those very briefly discussed objectives of the ongoing investigation, what do I continuously need to be wary of in so far as possible actions employed to make the above musings a reality?
The sort of set up I refer to here, one which would get the proverbial ball rolling towards the above mentioned goals is what I've termed a "Detonation Event." Meaning ... it's the ignition for the main spectacle, of course.
Meaning ... some sort of criminal setup which incorporates the necessary, er, "qualities" so as to allow a prosecutor (or judge) to say, "Hmmm, these facts are worrisome; I can quite conscientiously say that the defendant may at some point in the future cause possible harm to himself or others and so therefore a court recommended process of ... (blah blah blah)" Etc. Etc.
:-)
Really ... it's that simple.
Detonation Event: the likely types
It will/would involve theft (generally of some other close friend or family members property), computers and possibly even the inclusion of subjects/items of more dangerous nature ... say a planted gun found in my closet or something.
Anything that could be called, even possibly, "harmful to himself or others," would fit the bill towards sending me down the very well known and desired course of alternative sentencing.
...
Regarding the term "detonation event" and why I've chosen to introduce that as a necessary and defined term, please read my more detailed comments related to such, at the following address: More on Detonation Events
...
Otherwise ...
Have a great Christmas and a kick ass new year!
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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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jbh.
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This, of course, in a way that involved computer use and also most probably a way that would demand/require removal from my current work and home environs. Two requirements which have been on the investigators wish list for a long time.
A past example:
Persons close to my family (fathers side) who have acted as collaborators in the investigation once used my father's bank account to subscribe to several online, questionably legal pay-for-porn sites (think lassie, but much more than just a friend).
Follow the link if you care to read the details of that documented, thoroughly squelched attempt to wrongfully incriminate me some several years ago.
Possible Christmas Incrimination?
Anyway ... tis the season and all ... folks are spending money, dreaming up their most desired gifts and maybe even (as I'm currently employed at) making a bunch of stuff to give to other people as gifts.
That said ... this is the perfect time and seasonal environment for those running the ongoing investigation to attempt to dream up further acts along the lines mentioned above.
Considering the imaginary prospect that such a move against my person were to be made this time of year, the post event comments from the investigators could easily go something like this:
"Well, maybe he was just wanting some new stereo equipment ... you know he doesn't get paid much working in politics ... and you know he's had this new hobby of buying expensive audio gear ... seems his family members (or friend's) credit card account was just a bit too tempting for him to resist ... we see a lot of this around Christmas, you know ... people get depressed ... needy ... that sort of depressive mood, combined with alcohol or drugs ... well, it just added up to a lose this time ... but we'll get him the help he needs"
:-)
Dramatic ... but a fun imaginative romp nonetheless.
So, as a preemptive move ... I thought I'd go ahead and write about it before it actually had a chance to transpire (you know ... just in case and all).
Besides ... it's Friday ... just got home from work ... having a beer and all; I can think of nothing more appealing than writing for an hour or so.
Importance of a Detonation Event
Since publishing the content viewable at www.jbhfile.com, I have made it very public and very clear that a known goal of those behind the investigation is to end it along lines they "approve of" or otherwise that let them publicly justify the amount of time and resources dedicated to the efforts against me.
That being the case ... the investigations goals have been unchanging for almost six years now.
Number one ... a charge and a punishment ... even if that punishment is not jail time but the (known) and much more preferred "alternative" sort of punishment which would include the expected and grotesquely mandated court ordered psychiatric rubbish.
Number two (hinted at in number one) ... a clean entry into some sort of court mandated, supposedly very necessary and longwinded (oh, 3 months or so) psychiatric evaluation that would necessarily include the necessary authority to remove me from my current home and work situation.
I speak at great length regarding these objectives, HERE, at my main website and so won't go in to any more detail than that.
That said ... and considering those very briefly discussed objectives of the ongoing investigation, what do I continuously need to be wary of in so far as possible actions employed to make the above musings a reality?
The sort of set up I refer to here, one which would get the proverbial ball rolling towards the above mentioned goals is what I've termed a "Detonation Event." Meaning ... it's the ignition for the main spectacle, of course.
Meaning ... some sort of criminal setup which incorporates the necessary, er, "qualities" so as to allow a prosecutor (or judge) to say, "Hmmm, these facts are worrisome; I can quite conscientiously say that the defendant may at some point in the future cause possible harm to himself or others and so therefore a court recommended process of ... (blah blah blah)" Etc. Etc.
:-)
Really ... it's that simple.
Detonation Event: the likely types
It will/would involve theft (generally of some other close friend or family members property), computers and possibly even the inclusion of subjects/items of more dangerous nature ... say a planted gun found in my closet or something.
Anything that could be called, even possibly, "harmful to himself or others," would fit the bill towards sending me down the very well known and desired course of alternative sentencing.
...
Regarding the term "detonation event" and why I've chosen to introduce that as a necessary and defined term, please read my more detailed comments related to such, at the following address: More on Detonation Events
...
Otherwise ...
Have a great Christmas and a kick ass new year!
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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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jbh.
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