Postscript: Doctor is running nerve conduction tests on aggravated carpal and treating essential tremors. They think these are aggravating one another.
Dear Magistrate or Hobnob,
Although I suffer either from a serious carpal tunnel injury or onset Parkinson’s I am forced, deaf, battered, diabetic, 61 years old, isolated for over 30 years, to pen a letter regarding what it means to be targeted indecently and illicitly by Seattle Mariners. Happy Slave Labor Day. I am going to use the possibility that I have onset Parkinson’s as my point of departure. Despite being Phi Theta Kappa at Tacoma Community College, Seattle for a long time had me banned from school on the basis of slanders told by rivals and forced me onto dopamine inhibitors with intent to do permanent injury. It was exhibitionistically and enthusiastically announced by their Green Party baserunners as Medical Violence, a learning experience.
The first time my arm twitched was in Seattle Clubhouse, after vaccines came, in the presence of Nik Herrera (pronounced like Nicaragua). Nik is a caseworker who may have a background in chemical engineering. He is from Hawaii (Brecher, known poison criminal) and presented in Zoom meetings with a vaporous silhouette of his Japanese fiance moving around in the background.
There is certain evidence of poison by the clubhouse. When I came back from Pittsburgh to Tacoma, Steve Tangney, an operator of Sound Mental Health, which is untrustworthy and a danger to their patients, allowed me to come camping and poisoned me intractably in the mouth. It has since been learned after all those years of morbid captivity by Seattle which he oversaw that he was in school in Pittsburgh with Chris Arnberg who married Rosa the girl who deserted me, now at Oxford.
Police had allowed, after I was kidnapped and tortured as a child in a Manson ordeal, a Japanese pornographic corporation named Neva to make up a fraudulent story about me. There was no truth to it. We dated two years and she left me still virgin. When I questioned her rejection among peers they made me a hate object, which was all planned. I went public. A second holocaust simulation demonstration was arranged by Society for Human Ecology on Mt. Desert Island in 1988 after I was pushed through 1984, seeing my father die, as a clerk in a Medical Library. Pittsburgh peers made clear they hated that I still exist. King Crimson joined in the fun when I asked for their help.
Noam Chomsky has a story he tells to the effect that NeoNATO is an American puppet show. In reality Ichiro and Ono targeted my distinguished father, Chair of Philosophy for education at University of Pittsburgh, Emeritus at Bethany College, where he also amiably drove a school bus in retirement and King Crimson used him for cannon fodder as a tribute to Euro plotting in NeoNATO. They made clear they had murdered him on the specific reverse of his obituary in the Pittsburgh Post Gazette. Father had been Naval in WW2, same ship as Bush, who shook with Russia and Hirohito on the plot, as have Clinton and Obama.
In Howard Lincoln it is important to understand who you are dealing with. To broadcast their murder demand that I illustrate for the attention of Prince Charles the good sport in torture and death he coughed up the word milquetoast.
Yesterday as I tried to ride the bus unmolested, surrounded by dramaturge from Eastwood studios, who sent me his autograph, in Oregon a professor released destructive pests and stabbings happened in multiple places across Canada. The gang I observed stabbed Shannon Harps to death outside Seattle’s Sound Clubhouse and murdered Saiorse Kennedy, makiing demands for a valuable murder ballcard when her mom wrote to me in anguish, delivering my reply through Inslee’s postal union with the murder and anonymous call where to find two more Kennedys. As we passed Herron dentistry one of their team looked up at the building. Ayn Rand has a scene like this in Fountainhead which is faithfully rendered in the film when Henry Cameron lay dying in an ambulance and passes one of his buildings. Herrera + Herron = Hero Aaron, a protogee of Tangney, and the sort who would club to death a rival who beat him in the Essay Bee. Despite my being deaf and in severe trauma and injury, this man selected me as the anti-minority symbol of his Don Aaron IX bohemian grove. He is a hero to Ono for the direction and violence of his tribute to Japan showing that cancel culture is extermination culture.
Despite making grave concern about what they have really done obvious, the attackers control the medical music of their sympathetic vibrations and expertise in wooing cannon fodder. It is as though, after playing the terrorist game of blackmail during a public health emergency they have perfected the idea of the fiddlers of Sobibor who greeted the merchandise.