Reporter’s Note | Ramola D |3:59 pm, August 16, 2025, 4:13 pm
4:00 pm: Once again, I’m required to cower under 5 kinds of shielding, scrambling to shield the nerves on my right knee especially as planes come close to hover, all 3-5 parties close-in line up with their electrical pulse weaponry, and start fixating on finding and battering my knee, face, back, and head.
Downstairs, blasted in the face and throat from the Chen Limings and cars on the hill. Insistent nerve hits on knee from them, the Mazzeos, the Starsiak tenants–Chevy T found to have been parked in front of our house again today as I sat on the couch reading. Obvious intentional Police Harassment.
A Mazzeo makes faces and waves as I stand back from the window and snap a couple pics of him–yet another of the many transients here with wild red beards, carrying baby car seats and strollers in and out of trunks of cars–perhaps they’re all working for a car seat and stroller company?–behaving obnoxiously and attacking without a qualm, because they’re “Protected” by the CIA and Quincy Police–as evident from Police visits and false-reports they have made to them. [This happened a couple hours ago.]
Up here, instant facial 5g blast for heat. I shield all sides as scalar radar hits, LRADs on the shielding on my head and insistent pulsehsots on shielding at my back; spider radar flickering now at my heart,4:07 pm.
Exposing them doesn’t seem to remove them. They stick like glue, and keep on going. Obviously using contracts for weapons-testing and Surveillance, Intelligence and Reconnaissance to hide behind. I could be wrong. Perhaps it’s only the former, with a General Dynamic-run light plane here, hovering, or drones, hovering, to find the exact GPS for that particular nerve on my knee they want to hit.
And what kind of spectacular “Innovative Non Lethal Technology” are they using there on my knee? Obviously not Healing it, not Helping it, but Disabling it: without my consent or permission.
These are CRIMINAL operations and no one should be “protecting” them. All involved need to be removed from here. 4:11pm.
Note, in five seconds flat my nose was running too, as I found a seat here to work on a new article and return to my larger project. Direct RF HPM hits on the face from right across from the Chen Limings and the Starsiaks’. To breathe. I need to get back under Reflectix. 4:16 pm.
Interestingly, this morning as I filled the birdbath and watered in the back garden, the Chens came out with their Techno Acousto and warm acknowledgments of my presence. Get back inside, hissed Ngoan Chen by the yellow birdfeeder. I was limping, both knees under attack now, and the Nerve-Blasters here keen to Disable for Full-Body Quiescence on a Couch, it seems. By the viburnum, thinking I should get a new one to keep this one company, one to replace the longlost one to local attack, Shut Up! from Ngoan Chen again.
Stop and Stop it! by the Rose of Sharon, the largest one, from Washington State or Oregon (Arbor Day Foundation), in full bloom now.
Inside, whispers of Medical! Medical!
For my broken knee? Medical options don’t exist. [Loud thwack on shielding to my right, 4:20 pm.] Not for anyone really–they like to make you wait 3-5 hours at least in Emergency Rooms–so your suffering rises in a Cone to their Gods of Suffering they worship so wholeheartedly (Lucifer, Satan, Moloch, Baal et al)–but especially not for me, as they’ve shown me three times now, why would I attempt a fourth? Or permit a fourth, I should say. Knocking me out nonstop and getting various characters in to sit around lying so they can write down lies on papers using my name, then cart me off to Psych Wards and Mental Asylums? [Mazzeos are blasting intense heat now on my back, their next-fave thing to do, next to “Calling Police” and sending Blast-Nerve shots from their shed at my knee–currently that is; their most sinister attacks have been continuous heart hits and brain shocks, 4:25 pm.]
Although all of their extreme left arm hits, right arm hits, and left leg hits and left hip hits and now right knee hits have also been massively extreme. “We came here to attack you to the death and we are still here–because: the Vatican? Zionism? Rothschilds?” 4:26 pm. [They are Israelis in the main, with some Boston CIA mixed in.] [RNM behind my left leg from the current freak banging his car door just now, 4:28 pm.]
I was reading the last chapter of Eustace Mullins’ Murder by Injection this morning, which discusses how the Rockefellers, the Rothschilds and the Trilateral Commission are all responsible for oil monopolies and medical monopolies and have been since 1900 in the USA.
The “Medical Monopoly”: something to read more about, and yet, this isn’t about Health Care. Which isn’t about Drugs and Vaccines–and it seems billions worldwide have woken up to that fact now. [Instant vroomer on Harvard, 4:11 pm.]
Yesterday while working on that letter–finally sent–to be faxed in as well–the vroomer vroomed on our street at 2:21 pm, 3:11 pm, and 4:11 as well, may have been 4:21. The small blue car with the black on his hood, here just to make those crazed sounds apparently–and all of us to simply accept it. Because…this is “Babalon” the “Great Working” and we must all just sit back and accept the Negative Sound Assault here on this street and block and town, forever? 4:34 pm.
They bring dogs by now and then as if pointedly. One began barking this morning at the Murphy house and I saw a large brown and white hound of some kind there. Mid-week when the redbearded man driving the blue truck here had his 14-year-old rescuer over, a woman walked by with one or two German shepherds.
The repressive, Weapon-attacking Crime Spree I am being subjected to here, I am being asked to believe, is reminiscent of Nazi Germany and ushering in of their Novo Ordis Seclorum. I quite reject this projection…
No laws are being kept by the criminals here who have gone so far as to bring a Tarring Operation in this summer, to paint a Black Square on the road, in hopes apparently of conveying Blacktop is Everything. There Slavery can exist quite happily, and Slavebinding with casual capture for the Fraudulence of Psychiatry and Brain Poisons.
Do they really believe their Crime is going to go on forever? 4:41 pm.
8:19 pm: Just reshielded after Multiple Part attacks almost slew me. Blast hits on the forehead–both RF HPM and internally generated Concussion hits from Radar signals at nether regions and spine–hits at the heart, continuous blast hits at that lower nerve on the right knee, even when I get up and go down the corridor to the Back Bedroom for more shielding. All the lights in the Chen Liming house are blazing and a new black police-looking minivan is parked outside their house. Perhaps a Chevy Suburban. The Chevy T is parked in front of our house and I got up because doors had been banged there, I wondered what was going on. The Mazzeos have been sending in the high heat to my back and the ELFs and radar to my seat, plus LRADS on the shielding–sound hits–while I work on my article reporting the unhinged “Electric Glove” police in Arizona apparently are now using. Police tech is not just out of control, it has become Extreme Sadism, Extreme Evil, and everyone should be covering this tech. Yet no one is. Why, because they’re all for Police electrocuting everyone on whim? For that’s what been facilitated here. 8:26 pm.
RF HPM from across the way, the Starsiaks. 8:27 pm.
This is a Concerted Attack on a journalist and writer. Baseless, unlawful, criminal in every way. Every one of these people a Murderer. 8:28 pm.
To report: When I stepped out maybe 2 hours ago to water a little, the Ngoan Chen woman stepped out deliberately as well onto her deck at the same time. Dressed in red pants and a white shirt, perhaps relaying “We’re Luciferian.” Committing crimes, whoever you are. Deliberate attack, deliberate harassment.
Repeated through the course of the day. The one playing her in the morning yelling for her mother as she dumped water on her back deck and pretended to clean, just as I went out to water the plants there.
And the entire neighborhood yelling again in Chinese and other Asian languages. Loud noises being made, and techno chatter overlaid as if to evoke neighborhood China–amplified constancy of voices, road sounds. “We’re the CIA and we can spend money doing anything, we can blast you to death while we’re doing it.” “Oh and it’s forever.”
Yes, forever. I am going to put a Hole in Forever. You cannot attack a Journalist, a Writer, a Speaker, an Author, a Teacher, a Mother, and set up your 360-degree attack stations here and blast me with “Blacktop” Blacktop signaling, and tell me you are going to attack me forever. “We don’t want to Murder you outright although we could, we have the Weapons, you have nothing–We need you alive, but just barely. We need you Disabled so you can’t move fast. We need you Slowed down so you can’t speak against us. We need you Nearly Dead, and in Pain all the time because Pain is how we get in your Brain and grab it for ourselves.” 8:36 pm.
8:58 pm: Sly, intense and increasing-in-intensity prick of nsEP on my left foot. Just as I am writing about the barbarity of Electroshock Weapons.
9:34 pm: Skunk spray in my room as I read over and publish the article. https://everydayconcerned.net/abusive-electrical-police-technology-introduced-in-arizona-the-electric-glove-compliant-technologies/
9:40 pm: Once again, blast hits on my knee. Police sirens a moment ago. Clearly, these are people, who, when they don’t get their way, lash out and attack. That’s what’s happening here. I heard a Mazzeo come out of his house and fumble about by his car before I smelled the skunk spray and noticed it was 9:33 pm. Why not, I thought, and hit Publish. Instant attack on my knee again next–from directly across, where QDC-QPD sits. A Police party, sitting across from and attacking the journalist. With the very kind of tech she is writing about. Does anyone find that scandalous?
It is UNBELIEVABLE, what they are doing. 9:43 pm.
