Statement and Notice of The City of Quincy, Quincy Police, and the Commonwealth Fusion Center Permitting Late-Night & Early-Morning (as well as 24/7) Electro Bio Weapon Crime On People by Black Ops-CIA/IDF & CCP Terrorists, November 6, 2025

Statement & Notice | Ramola D | November 6, 2025, 6:27 am, 7:33 am, 8:04 am

Notice to One is Notice to All

–Ramola D, 6:27 am, November 6, 2025, 8:04 am

1, 6:40 am: At about 4:55 am this morning I was intensely shocked on my spine as I lay in bed, asleep, my entire body shocked with the sensation seeming to emanate from the spine, which was covered with rubber, although some shielding here and there had slipped. The electroshock came from the direction of the Mazzeo house, 150 Pine, to which my back was turned. I used my hands to soothe my spine and move away from that side.

2. 6:42 am: As I moved, a major cramping shock was sent down my right leg and calf. I winced and moved again, trying to get away from the intense ELECTRICAL SHOCKING being sent to me from the direction of the Mazzeo house and street. I wondered if it was HEMI Electro Cramping for the inhumane HUMAN ELECTROMUSCULAR INCAPACITATION WEAPON developed by the National Institute of Justice and DARPA–both having collectively lost their minds and become insane with inhumanity–or if it was the equally inhumane nsEP–Nanosecond Electric Pulse generator, which operates at different durations and time periods, an Army weapon and Air Force weapon both. I was being cramped for sure on my legs, directly after mega full-body shocking.

3. 6:46 am: As I twisted and tried to unglue myself from the horrible cramping on my right calf, my left leg seized up intensely with extreme cramping and I was literally shrieking soundlessly in physical BIO TERROR. That’s what both the Starsiak-Police-tenants were sending my way along with the Mazzeo criminals, the hits were coming from both those sides. Note, the Mazzeos seem to sport an endless number of redheaded and redbearded men and some darkhaired and blonde-streaked women, a series of young people using weaponry delivered to them by UPS and FEDEX continuously, parked in all their 3 floors, their basement lights frequently on, as recently, with their Death and Disablement operations reported recently, suggesting to me they are Israeli, Khazar, or Russian terrorists, possibly IDF or Mossad, planted here by joint US-Israel agreements egregiously permitting the use of deadly “controlled equipment” on the bodies of Americans, and including other men, some similar-looking, who have struck me as woven-in Boston CIA. [Intense right knee blast hits, Electric Pulses, from the Chen Limings on the left as I write this, 6:50 am–Evidence of Close Collusion and CIA-Binding, the common thread between the 3 parties of criminals on this street attacking me most intensely.]

4. 6:51 am: This attempt to free myself continued for a few minutes while I used my hands to ground my body and close all externally-induced electrical circuits on my skin at my right knee and spine. I lay quietly for a while, recovering, and began to hear noises outside on the street, chiefly, car doors being closed–once across the street at the Starsiak-Police-tenant woman’s car, the one I have referred to as Blondie, although several women have passed through that house, 153 Pine, resembling her and possibly clones of her, and first only one door just below in the Mazzeo drive, as if people were leaving their cars, and had been sitting in those cars, coordinating to attack me bio electrically in this fashion, then very quietly, more doors closing and a car starting up extremely quietly and pulling out. In between, they seemed to sit there, while more probing radio energy reached my body and I rolled away from their side and toward the very end of my bed on the left. [While and just before I wrote this para, a Mazzeo came out and started up their white Subaru and sat in it for 2 whole minutes, being irritating and harassive, a daily occurrence; goading, provoking, riling with CAR NOISE HARASSMENT has long been a tactic of theirs; and there is no speaking to them, only curses when they look up at you and instant “calling of Police” with lies and false-accusations, 7:00 am.]

5, 7:01 am: It was 5:05 am when I looked at the time first. I was lying close to the edge of the bed on the other side and I felt around for more shields to hold against my knee and a rubber foam pad (garden kneeler pad) for my back, which latter I found. I could not breathe however, and my heart was being accessed and fibrillated. I wondered if the galvanized steel shields I had propped up at the end of the bed to stop the attacks from the Blondie house had slipped. My head was also being oddly pounded. I held my sound shield up against my head and heard the powerful RF pulse shots pulverize it. I kept that one there and found another small shield for my knee. The Chen Limings were doing the head-pounding, breath-removing with RF HPM, and the Blondie club was doing the heart-fibrillating. [RF access and pulse at my heart, left side, 7:09 am.]

6, 7:10 am: This was clearly an orchestrated attack. Those parked here communicate with each other silently, perhaps on text on their phones, and work together regularly to tackle all parts of my body and face, 24/7, raise the volume level on the street, or go Stealth and suddenly become silent as they change out their house inhabitants in endless parades of clones and non-clones here, especially when found out and reported in a Report at my pen or video news reports. [Zoomer on street, perhaps the seventh one since I started this writing, 7:14 am.]

7, 7:14 am: [More Mazzeos start their second blue car, wait for half a minute then rush off–as Blondie also started her car and rushed off–as I do a simple ancient exercise to evict them (symbolically) and all the other criminals parked around me murdering me here, forever from this street.] When I woke later I found faint blue lights on at the Blondie house, and both cars parked in the Mazzeo drive with lights on downstairs. I was blast hit from upstairs however, from the Mazzeo house, from the electrical equipment they have installed on their roof and inside their rooms. Both parties have all kinds of RF and MMW and electric pulse weapon equipment stashed away in the hoods and trunks of their cars. And I also think there was another car which had pulled in to park in front of that white car which took off. They drive in in the dark, they take off in the dark. I’ve heard them many times here in the early mornings. And I’ve lately reported several early morning attacks. I’ve also witnessed large trucks take off in the early morning when I leapt out of bed to go see what was happening on the street. Well who permits these criminals to waltz about late at night and early in the morning and come park under our cherry tree–as the Police party, Black Pickup man frequently did–or by the oak, or just at the head of that Mazzeo drive and co-ordinate blast HEMI hits and nsEP hits and ADT hits and ELF hits and all sorts of other ghastly Spectrum weapon hits, and then sneak off, after they’ve electroshocked me top to toe and blasted my legs, my knee, my heart and other body parts? Is that the CIA or the IDF or both? It’s definitely “Black Ops: We’re Invincible, We Own It All and We Can Do Anything”. [Zoomer up Pine, 7:22 am.]

8, 7:22 am: Clearly The City of Quincy, Quincy Police, and the Commonwealth Fusion Center, and the Boston Police Commissioner have permitted and condone this activity: What has happened to them? Have they all become TERRORISTS? I guess we missed the Memo then. Well, I’m here to report that such crime as has been enacted here and continues to be enacted on my body, under cover of night and dawn, under whatever Intelligence or Military or Police cover is profoundly inhumane and must be stopped, immediately and permanently. This is not civil society, this is Barbarism. Police and Security parties running this crime spree need dismantling. [The usual “Updating Failed” signal from the secret real-time readers here from these very factions–police factions–as more zoomers zoomed closeby–came up just before I wrote the words “profoundly inhumane”[and disappeared as I went down the page]–conceding they’ve all collectively lost it? Well it’s either Us or Them then–and guess who we’re all rooting for. Not Them. 7:29 am.]

9,7:47 am: To close, when I got up I noticed all the shields I had propped up at the end of the bed had been vibrated by them into falling over. No wonder Blondie was able to fibrillate my heart again. Her favorite activity, from directly across. [Another zoomer, 7:48 am.] It is distressing to learn the local Police are part of the Crime Club operative against oneself, a journalist and writer. The CIA however have sought to communicate to me they are here, through various means, one most notably being planting themselves here one morning with horrifically loud reverberating truck engines and laying a square of Blacktop tar on the street just in front of our house, for no reason at all, but seeming to go from that Pinester Blondie house (Starsiaks) to ours. Well, that does not make it Consent here. I have consented to nothing, I consent to nothing, and all in the Military and Intelligence agencies have already been advised a 100 times at least to STOP. I am being attacked and tortured, and contrary to the Techno Acousto insinuations here of “Volunteer” “Voluntary”, I have not volunteered to be an Experimentee of any kind in anyone’s Blast-and-Kill projects, and nor did Zelda Fitzgerald, when she was shocked and burned to death in 1948 in a supposed Hospital in Asheville, North Carolina. Zelda herself would not want anyone in the entire world to be treated as she was, as I have been. She would want all the rabid MALE CRIMINALS IN AMERICA to stop attacking women and children–with the same kind of bio electrical and neuroweapons apparently as she was.