James Dierbeck
RE: Torture in Amerika
Fri Jul 30, 2004 13:01
209.240.205.68

Nov 8, 1985; After trying to expose the Green River cover-up through an anti-porn activist, retaliation came to my daughter as a police chief forcibly prostituted her with impunity to cause me to be more worried about her than the mass murder cover-up for the mafia killing the streetwalker competition to their stripper clubs. I went into custody for growing herb, in order to keep her from being killed. The PD tried taking me to the morgue instead of the jail, but I protested, and would've caused a scene, so they took me to jail. Not the new jail, but the old one, where they played a recording of my daughters' voice in pain over and over again. I'm in tears remembering this. It was a solitary cell with pencil size holes in the wall for pumping in a gas that I thought was to kill me. It was a sleeping gas, and I began awaking in an office with a pain in my thumb. I heard one of them say; He's waking up, knock him out! A later test with a volt meter showed my thumb was implanted with a tracking device (electro-static), at a frequency of 61.633, then NSA jammed the bandwidth. $400 worth of phone calls to authorities about the chiefs child prostitution ring got no results. I'm guilty of caring more about my kid than the Green River victims, and so kept quiet to keep her alive. A long painful visit to the dentist made me call time out to catch my breath. With my toungue I felt my rear molar was grinded away to 4 corner posts. I decided to let them implant the whatever in the molar, without other options for dental "care". In 1998, I went to a dermatologist about the incurable Vietnam jungle rot fungus I was deliberately infected with via Hells Angels. The dermatologist baffled me by rubbing a liquid onto by back and scalp while the problem was my feet. Within hours my back and scalp itched and it fast spread all over my dry skin; ears, eyes, nose, etc. Of course, the prescription was a joke and I tried anything to cure it for years. The solution is surgical soap in very salty water on the skin electrified with a 9-volt battery for months. I suspect I got a mutated bio-war agent fungus, mutated in the radiation of space on the Mir space station, which crashed because of it making Mir uninhabitable (Coast to Coast AM radio covered the story). Now the seas are dying from the red tide algae blooms associated-See earthchangestv.com., and Rev 16:3-4. The aim was to force me (the witness) to commit suicide or go crazy. Torture can be very slow. But our reward is not of this world. My rage can't be bought off, I want to see justice is all it should be, with punitive damages.