Reporter’s Note 143: Bladder Weapons from Mazzeos et al, NEW RFID Shot Into Upper Arm and Radio Pulse Finder-Frequency Hits on it from the Breanne Starsiak QPD-QDC Tenants & Black Pickup Parked Again In Front

Reporter’s Note | Ramola D | August 19, 2025, 3:22 pm, 3:33 pm

3:11 pm: Very loud police siren from fairly nearby. A Mazzeo banged his car door just before and taps sounded as if on a door. These criminals make noises like this ALL THE TIME. Stalkers, trackers, and 24/7 hitters, they’ve taken to hanging about in their drive making noises of different kinds, sending Techno Acousto in, along with the other criminals on this street.

3:13 pm: I have just published a Notice: Notice of Crime: Bladder-Assault with Remote-Access RF HPM by Joseph and Samantha Mazzeo Tenants, 150 Pine, 1:10 pm, August 19, 2025.

More Notices to come, shortly.

I am being blasted on my knee and struggling to shield. they have switched from Intense Assault nsEP to slightly-less-intense nsEP and RF HPM, a steady patter of pulse shots which cause the nerve and bone to burn to death every time they hit. Pain is what they want, according to James Giordano and Robert Duncan, and they are busy administering it. Doctors of Death apparently, along with the other fiends on this street, running orchestrated 365 degree attack ops on my knee–and not stopping, not even after my Letter to the Senate Committees and Military Ombudsmen and my Notice yesterday marking Widespread Police-EMS-Mental Health Fraud. 3:18 pm.

3:22 pm: I have made a couple video recordings today and will publish them. One gives Verbal Notice to the criminal QPD-QDC man with the black pickup truck parked in front of my house while he sits inside and sends deadly RF hits to my upper arm–where a new RFID strangely has been shot in–probably on my brief trips outside to water in front or pull trash cans to the curb–the lesion and redness visible and photographed a few days ago, painful now as this criminal sends high-frequency radio energy to it. This man has NO RIGHT WHATSOEVER to be touching ANY PART of my body, and what he is doing is complete criminal misappropriation of someone else’s body. Amusing himself with Tracking and Stalking 24/7 using Radio Weapons, he believes he is absolutely free from Notice and will never be found out. Well, my EMF meters and my sound shield have frequently recorded his hits–as also the hits from the Chevy Traverse parked in front sometimes. This man–a Police Entrapper?–seems to want to provoke and threaten with his parking job here. This morning I was being blasthit on my knee from his truck parked just 10 feet away in our private parking spot. So that’s what Quincy Police are doing. Running a criminal to park opposite our house, park outside my window and blast my knee–and every other body part–to bits, and apparently freaking out that he cannot “track” me very well 24/7 and therefore sharpshooting a NEW RFID tracker into my left upper arm–where others, including from South Shore Hospital, unconsented-to, unlawfully implanted, sit–and casually and callously sending high-frequency pulses into it as I move about inside my own private kitchen, giving me intense pain and suffering.

3:29 pm: It’s been a day of continuous stealth hits and intense energy injections on my spine and in my chakra-front area, atrial fibrillations, possibly also to the back of my head–with intention apparently to “provoke” me into what precisely? Yelling at these freaks does precisely nothing. Sending Notices ditto. In fact the latter provoked a lot of clever Quincy Police attention last year. I will however be posting Notices. Neither Quincy Police nor Mass State Police–the Fusion Centers–have any business interfering in my Private affairs, and they especially have NO BUSINESS setting up CONTRACTS with criminals like this Fatass with the Black Pickup to run “Community Corrections” on me, with his 24/7 presence here and use of RF weapons on me, night and day. 3:33 pm

Meanwhile, up in the incidental heavens no doubt–Witchcraft! [DARPA OCCULT!]

6:17 pm: Intense nsEP hit or Radar/MMW Pulse hit from the left, Chen Limings, on my right knee, shielded with miniloaf pans–so that pulse blasted through 3-4 layers of steel to find my nerve and kill me. Active Malice, sorry. These people are KILLERS. Name them thus.

Honks on the street. Children yelling. Mowers.

6:18 pm: A few minutes ago I witnessed something unusual. I was at the front art room window and noticed the Chevy T woman sitting in front of their open garage which looks like it was opened at some point–perhaps 1862–and a whole lot of things thrown in. Just thrown in. No order, nothing. Boxes, crates, bikes, crap. Take a look, below.

MORE CHILD ABUSE: STARSIAK TENANTS, CHEN LIMINGS

I also saw a small girl in a frock pushing something by the grass. I raised the phone to take a look at this Garage Scene from hell and saw the woman was the one who drives the Chevy T which was parked there. Very sad that all that kid had to play in was that srip of grass–but then again, street theater and psy ops comes first, little girls need to be Human-Sacrificed to Police Operations. I took a look in front to see where this child had gone and saw her clutching herself and running. After a second she called, I need to go to the bathroom! And the mother–or foster mother–picked herself up from her cellphone starings and went up to the front of the house and let the child in. Note, as she was sitting there–sideways seated–staring at the side of the house, the child was playing perpendicular to her, behind her in fact–how exactly was she minding anything? Children are in danger around the police foster mothers, it appears–and I say that from direct witness.

The child looked 4 or 5, a sweet Anglo/Euro-American child, probably stolen from her mother, with “Tim O” Brien” the Quincy Police “Clinical Co-Responder” rushing in to say “Flight of Ideas, Poor Insight, Grandiose Ideation!” Oh yes, and “Disordered Thinking!” Now has Mr. O’Brien there taken a look at the Starsiak Psy Op Garage yet?

6:26 pm. Lots of zoomers rushing about to and fro. And a Mazzeo hunting for a nerve in my knee at top of his drive–perhaps pretending to scrape up leaves. A popular pastime, on Pine. Doing one thing while pretending to do another. Up the hill, earlier today, I witnessed the criminal at 167 Pine with the other black pickup–RF Hitter for 12 years now–sweeping the sidewalk by his truck while my sound shield clearly registered RF pulses coming from the direction of his truck. Daytime hitter–retired, kids in school and college now, a cozy living off staying at home and blasting my knee to pieces. [And other body parts; a man becomes intimately familiar with a woman’s anatomy that way, remote-access, from a distance, men encouraged to RF beat women to death–oh, Welcome to Quincy: Yes, a police operation. Most Kosher, and Jews running it too no doubt–Jews, the Jesuits, the Brits, the Irish, Italians, you name them. Quincy is Mafia, and therefore also Sicilian. And very Nazi. In addition to Ashkenazi.] [Blasthit on left side of back of my head and my right foot–Chens and Mazzeos, very Black Ops, you can’t see them hitting, and so on. Mazzeos rabidly scraping street now, still aiming to take me out. 6:31 pm.]

Let me return to that cherub, forced to clutch her dress and run inside calling for Mother. How did that happen? One minute, playing quietly, next minute forced into Bladder Urgency? Echo-stalking of what the Mazzeos did to me this morning? And the Chens, Morans, Mergels, everyone, afterward? The Chen Liming house like ours is directly opposite that Pinester driveway. That child was Bladder-activated–meaning, hit at the bladder with an RF Bladder-Assault weapon by the Chens. That is my speculation here. It is not natural, to see that kind of thing. Yes kids do need to go to the bathroom now and then while playing. but when you see ANYONE clutching themselves and running, that is a Kundy-hit weapon. So there you go. They all hit each other, these RF Weapon-Wielders. Do the police parties know it? They should investigate that Ngoan Chen and Chen Liming living there currently. Note, both are names only–numbers of women, men and couples have cycled through that house too. 6:36 pm.

6:37 pm: Very loud Chinese yelling going on. A 10 year old boy maybe, seemingly bullying his younger sister. Bullying the second one seems to be multicultural. In the case of the Chen Limings–the couple here from 2023 Spring to recently, the original Ngoan Chen and second Chen Liming–they cultivated such bullying, encouraging the younger one to become a feral squealer for the No-Name Parents–and drop his butt on stones from the plastic slide–while letting the elder one bully them. They were however more democratic in yelling at them needlessly sometimes. Those are their Psy Ops or their general MOs–either way they all abuse their kids and teach them to Expect Abuse, Please.

Why are they all involving their children in their Sicko, depraved Psy Ops and Street Theater operations? Many such, in attempts to entice their target–and the one whose Brain they are lawlessly attacking–to run out and remonstrate with them. Stop beating your child to death! Or, do you really think it’s Ok to let that police child be attacked at her bladder with your weapons?

How is Quincy Police permitting the Chens to assault these Quincy children? Because they’re foster kids and it’s ok to sacrifice them?

Police kids or not, these are CHILDREN. You do not abuse CHILDREN! You do not make them scream and yell and try to sell lemonade to no one for 3 hours. Last year it was 4 hours, and a Younger Blondie doing it. Literally, NO ONE comes by to buy their lemonade. NO ONE. Then they send a police car (camou camou) with some people in it or a pair of walkers, that’s it. It’s all contrived police ops here–and they need to STOP ABUSING CHILDREN! 6:46 pm.

The Police and the Chinese both on this street need some basic childcare and parenting lessons I think. {Very loud smash on a truck from someone below, 6:49 pm.}

SERVICES. They need some SERVICES. Not, however, from the City of Quincy or the State of Massachusetts which both seem to be rather corrupt organizations. Schools, Continuing Education places, Summer schools at Universities may offer these. Perhaps there are Child specialists who could help them. Not prissy uptight regiment-the-kid types though. Let me give them a very brief list–for little kids–maybe 0-4 or 5. I will add this under Advice to All:

1. Your child is a precious Gift from God. You must treat her wisely, with great care, for she is sensitive, unknowing, and dependent on you, her parents.
2. Be very close to your child, from her earliest days and years. Stay in close connection and communication with her always. Ask her what she wants, needs, thinks, feels.
3. Do things with your child every day, every single day. Take her outside for a walk, to the library, the bookstore, a cafe, a park, a museum, a friend’s house, a playdate, a playground, somewhere, every single day.
4. Try to sign up for as many classes as you can too–daytime, after school, weekends, summers–where she can do things like gym, swimming, music, ballet, singing, art, theater, crafts, and later sports too–soccer, tennis, running, etc–and sewing, Kumon, etc with other little kids and find things she likes (make choices) while learning ways to create, express herself, become herself, cope with life’s challenges, as she grows.
5. Also spend time with her at home, make sure you make all her nap times and sleep times as she needs, don’t drag her out and about at those times, don’t wake her to drive her anywhere for anything.
6. Read to her at night and speak to her of your own life and family, growing up. Introduce her to your family, your ethnicity, your culture.
7. Read the Scriptures to her now and then (or everyday if you’re religious) in addition to children’s poetry, fairy tales, stories of caring for animals and birds, animal stories, stories of kids from other cultures–just a variety of children’s books.
8. Teach her things, crafts you know, small cooking and baking ventures, aromatherapy, natural science, herb-growing, gardening, beading, jewelry-making, traveling, shopping, sewing, scrapbooking, making herbal face creams etc., include her in your life, your skillsets, your hobbies, interests.
9. Read Kahlil Gibran’s advice on children [Your children are not your children…]
10. When your child is a baby, don’t torment her by sticking her in another room, let her sleep with you, close, as long as possible. Then try a crib in your room. Then a small bed. Then her own room, closeby. Don’t listen to people telling you kids need to “cry it out”.
11. Kids do cry sometimes. Give yourself a minute then see if you can talk it out with her and help address the situation without harm to either her or yourself.
12. Don’t withhold food, treats from her and make her cry, that is seriously abusive. She won’t understand, it will scar her.
13. Don’t yell at your child. Some things you will need to say No to, rather firmly, but perhaps you can explain to her why No so she gets it.
14. Saying No is important. Kids do need to know what their boundaries are. But you can say No less angrily, you can pre-explain these boundaries.
15. Don’t have too many rules about anything. Stay flexible. Kids need to know you have their back, you can be a friend and companion when they want one.
16. Remember, you are the gateway to the world for your child. She comes to understand the world through you. So you have the power to make that gateway and world more joyful, friendly, creative, filled with art, friendship, play, learning, reading, warm and caring family.
17. Most of all, listen to your child and find ways to meet her where she is. Children do not have the minds or brains of adults. They have their own growing thinking, but they cannot be treated as adults–less discipline and more caring and speaking and connecting will make her feel comfortable and secure and joyful in your company.
18. Read “Gift” [a poem of mine published in Invisible Season]/ which might be online–it speaks of all of us, and also of children.

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10:06 pm: Doors crashing, a car or truck speeds away. Talking on the street. A halfhour ago the Chevy T pulls in, Pickup Man says something like, Isn’t it great that I’m here, and exits the passenger side and goes in. Shortly after 2 women and a child disembark and go by the right side door and hang by the porch, the child laughing, gurgling really, the two speaking to her. The child seemed young, under 2 possibly. No idea if the same child I’ve seen here lately, the small one the smoothie-woman made cry or the lemonade-selling one on Sat or Friday. Seemed younger but could speak. “I’m a game” she said laughing and ran up the steps. Was she scripted that? I feel she may have been. 10: 11 pm.

I’m wearing a new hat fashioned of foil-lined posterboard brown bag from Whole Foods (icecream sent in it) and some of the oven-mitt-Mylar blanket material in it. Needs to be better made–but the Mazzeos have been sending knocks to it and the Chens have sent RF HPM continuous-wave to my head through it, giving me a headache. Shielded further and am under Reflectix now. 100,000 percent Denial of Access to my Brain is what I’d like to accomplish. Until this CRIMINAL ABUSE ON MY BODY AND HEAD IS STOPPED. I need to keep watching Everything for they attack all over the body. They have become Dehumanized Money-Crazed MURDERERS, ABUSERS, RAPISTS, MOLESTERS, ASSASSINS. They’re yelling loudly now, the Pinesters–10:16 pm.

11:58 pm: Extreme smell of formaldehyde from the vent above after I publish the Violent Finder-RF Attack Notice regarding the Quincy Police-QDC crime against me this afternoon.

Dead-rat smells have been sprayed by the Chen Limings earlier, and the smell of human excrement –the former by the sink and by the outside faucet, the latter in the upstairs bathroom.

The Chens need a notice too and they are getting one.

I have not been comprehensive in my Notices and need to do them as they come up.

Sound of a whiny aerial possibly helicopter approaching. 12:01 am. Maybe a drone. Sounded odd. Rose up and stopped.

Basically Quincy Police and QDC run Free -or-all operations where they think it is ok to sharpshoot people with RFID trackers and then use their Radio Tracker finders — to send radar pulses probably–to this thing they’ve managed to sharpshoot under my skin on a rare occasion when I was outside. Must have been last week trash day when I put the cans out and pulled up some milkweed. 12:03 am

12:04 am: I could be gassed to death in my bed it seems. Guess I have to close that vent again.

Let’s see, my knee is broken, I can hardly walk, and they keep blasting that knee over and over. When they cannot find me under Reflectix or wherever, just sharpshoot another metallic chip in. Why not, it’s just a woman right? A MAN, sitting across in that house and SHARPSHOOTING a RFID CHIP into a Woman’s arm. Are they Racist as well? Must be. Haters or just Zombies? [Following instructions.]

nSEP pulse hit just now on top of knee–12:06 am, 8/20/2025.

12:56 am, 8/20/25: Was hit extremely at the knee with nsEP while on a chair, sticking tape over a new shield placed at that vent. They have been Haldol-spraying further and the smell is one of formaldehyde and Haldol both. I have used orange peel at my nostrils to remove the smell, also the menthol from Tiger Balm. Went downstairs, found tape, twice, tried all, current version sticks. Unpeeling the sticky layer, I was hit on the knee through 2 layers of steel. Chen Liming direction, back side of house. In the afternoon they hit from there as well as from the front, while a black minivan or Suburban was parked there in front of their house, I have pics of it.

1:10 am: Clearly the Chens are vicious vicious criminals, keen to use electricity to blast my knee into non functioning. That’s Torture and Physical Abuse Assault and Battery and has anyone told them JUSTICE waits, just ahead?

The Mazzeos have been delivering sharp loud hits to the shielding. If we can’t Haldol you, we can Threaten and Intimidate you….You can certainly Kill me, as you have tried, on several occasions, including yesterday the whole day. You are ruthless, thoughtless assassins who must be stopped. 1:12 am. 8/20/2025.