These are some of my adventures being spied on, stalked, and turned into a Contract Stalking, Organized Harassment cash cow (money, favors, gift cards, whatever else), in the Greater Victoria British Columbia Canada area.
My various associates and I meet each other at different random locations. We may even use other social events as covers for our meetings, even anyone should ask why we were there or anywhere. At those social events or facilities, we are not there to be merely doing what we appear to be doing based on surface observation.
Between our meeting points and meeting times, we are still collecting and sharing other uniformed and civilian organized harassment, gangstalking perpetrators and collaborators as we go from meeting place to other meeting places. Those other later perps and collaborators will get added to some future video, photograph, and information files collections.
Like I said before, the various perps and collaborators can pretend they don't care or know nothing all they want, but it does not change the fact that my associates and I shared their video, photographic, and information files internationally to all of those nice and/or nasty global organizations, their global followers, and their other global allies. Nobody cares if the gangstalking perps and collaborators are clueless or have some kind of clue about their internet fame. It is actually better for us if the gangstalking perps and collaborators are clueless because they are the ones at a tactical and strategic disadvantage for being oblivious and in denial about them self.
The other international group associates, my societal factions of government/corporation official and politician friends do not really care how the various perps get fucked up, as long as they get fucked up, somehow, somewhere, by someone. The results matter, and not the method. The corrupt perps work for the corrupt officials, and they both deserve whatever is going to show up and visit them.
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