The Oppression Diaries

Never thought I would meet SUPER KID in my lifetime.  Imagine, being able to SEE THROUGH WALLS and even REACT to (or MOCK) my soliloquy.  This kid must be SHEER GENIUS, until you realize that the kid seems to be ACTING OUT ALL BY HIMSELF,  which is logically impossible unless he came from a psych ward. 2016-07-01-18_04_25 kid reacting to my self talk.ogg But we all know that couldn't be further from the truth. There's no SUPER HERO with SUPER POWERS.  There's only ADULT PEEPING TOMS and the MILITARY.  Needless to say, that thought almost SHOCKED THE HELL OUT OF ME 15 years ago. Now, it's ALL JUST PLAIN CHEAP PARLOUR TRICKS. Don't get me wrong.  I have a deep appreciation and respect for technology and the people who invented them for HONEST TO GOODNESS PURPOSES, and to help us live our lives LESS MISERABLY. But like ALWAYS, EVIL MANIACS and PSYCHOPATHS bloom like ALGAE and WEEDS in SEATS OF POWER.  And they think they are JUST BEING CUTE and FUN...

Just received an sms message on my phone about an hour ago and it was WARNING me of service disconnection if I dont pay my overdue balance immediately.  Surprisingly, and a bit disappointing, this was in lieu of a previous request I already made just 4 days ago to have this overdue amt investigated, where I was even given added assurance that my service will not get cut off. But just as soon as the sms message appeared, an ad on my website started to show a rival ISP's brand.  This ad appeared on my YouTube acct a few weeks ago when my internet connection was going BONKERS.  It's the same one that appeared just now (but smaller on Adsense).  This is the reason why I am on virtual network to stop seeing local ads that are seemingly TAILORED and TIMED to MOCK or give FAKE ADVICE by stating my MORE THAN OBVIOUS situation.  I have no idea how this particular ad was able to slip through. This type of INTERACTIVE MESSAGING that they PROUDLY call, which I am ...

It's already 12 midnight and the FAGS BELOW where Jabba the Whore's room is situated are just ITCHING with VENGEANCE after I re-posted the blog about them. I did so after I received a notification from a blog where I previously commented on, with a name (KZ) SIMILAR to the FAG who was AGGRESSIVELY HARASSING me and, as a Quality Analyst, was ACTIVELY SCREWING my JOB RATINGS when I was still working. (He was INSTANTLY PROMOTED soon afterwards.) And as PREDICTED, the FAGS with their HIGHLY INSECURE CONFUSED and UNSTABLE EMOTIONAL (not to mention MENTAL STATE) CAN'T RESIST RETALIATING, with their usual FAKE NON-CHALANT LOUD CACKLE, followed by the DICKHEADS' (whom they are PIMPING AROUND) singing the BIRTHDAY SONG. The birthday song, just to give you a backgrounder, has ALWAYS BEEN USED OR SUNG BY THESE NIGGERS as a CUE either BEFORE (as a WARNING THREAT of their IMPENDING HARASSMENT), OR AFTER (to PISS ME OFF FURTHER  after they have CARRIED OUT their EVIL SCHEMES). W...

Finally IT'S OUT! After almost TWO HOURS of struggling with the app, which has been RELENTLESSLY giving me a NETWORK SHARING ERROR, EVERY TIME I am about to SHARE A LINK to my posts (as my tablet's TOUCHKEYS  kept TYPING the WRONG LETTERS) I am now able to present to you the FULL COMPILATION of audio files (and pictures once I am able to organize them) after being HARASSED AGAIN the WHOLE DAY today.  (Just send me a request on G+ if you're interested to view the contents). Yes, you bet!  I've got RECORDINGS of almost EVERYTHING that transpired today including everything that I SAID ALOUD to the MORONS around me, who are still PRETENDING, UP TO NOW, that they're all just a FIGMENT OF MY IMAGINATION, and that they are the INFALLIBLE HOLY GHOSTS (Satan forbid!). I would do my best to upload and share ALL the FILES for the WHOLE MONTH (and the others as well) once I am able to find my bearings after being RATTLED INCESSANTLY AGAIN this morning which lasted ...

The noise they create when a basketball game starts (FAKE or not) is so tremendous it sounds like there's a rally or demonstration going on.  The only difference is they sound like they're in a CHORUS-LINE. Their "ohs" and "ahs" are group synchronized, meaning they're SHOUTING together using the same words over and over again. In fact you would also start to wonder why they still play together when they're so PISSED OFF with each other, and also why they seem to be so RETARDEDLY LIMITED with their vocabulary. But even so the imoact could not have been as dramatic or so CONCENTRATEDLY NEAR unless they've positioned themselves at the parking space near or directly below our room. I could actually imagine them huddled together like the RABID human rats in "I Legend" while they belt out the SAME SNEERS, SCATHING ONE-LINERS and not-so catchy PUT-DOWN phrases over and over again. I really wonder how they could LIVE with THEMSELVES. Rela...

Shouting in the small basketball court was irritating enough, as our room is STRATEGICALLY situated to ABSORB ALL the sounds made in the parking area below, but they wanted more IMPACT it seemed.  So they also brought in SPEAKERS and an announcer who seemed to have had his broadcasting internship from the local carnival. So the noise level has risen to UNBEARABLE you'd think it's a WAR STRATEGY against a formidable enemy (oh I get it, it's me again). It's either the engineers who planned this place are TOTAL MORONS, or just trying to SAVE MONEY at the EXPENSE of the residents.  I believe, however, that if you're just smart enough to know the difference between what's necessary from what's superflous, then this PRETTY BASIC ACOUSTIC planning error should not have happened in the first place. So I guess it must be a head problem. At any rate, add that to the MALICIOUS INTENT TO HARASS and GANG UP on a person and you have the perfect environment FOR PARASIT...

"The practical philosophy group at my department has for many years been working on building a research environment focusing broadly on r..." A very worthy endeavour since responsibilty is in very short supply these days. Generally, the primary motto nowadays is CATCH ME IF YOU CAN, and INNOCENT UNTIL PROVEN GUILTY. This is actually the basic theme of these MORONS around here who belong to the Secret Squatter Service. The only aspects in life that they claim to be "responsible" for, however, is their stomach and their "loved ones".  So goes the general excuse, that they're just doing it for the sake of their families, hoping to get away with any accountability whatsoever, with SELFISHNESS as the underlying motive. Sad to say, PERSONAL RESPONSIBILITY as dictated by CONSCIENCE or a SENSE OF SHAME, even without the presence of an authority figure, is now a THING OF THE PAST. Having said that, may I also add, URGENT PRACTICAL APPLICATION PLEAS...

Or better yet SEASON OF THE TURDS, has actually become quite boring over the years. 2016-07-23 16-48-39  the game of turds.aac The only reason I could think of as to why these BIRD BRAINS keep doing their NONSENSICAL GAME of TRASH TALK and INSULTS Is because of the payment (or favors) they receive in return. Still I really have NO IDEA why I have become the center of SUCH STUPIDITY (which these twirps even had the galls to BOAST that I OUGHT TO BE FLATTERED instead). It's quite obvious they're after something.  But it's definitely NOT ME.  They appear to be BARKING ORDERS and NAGGING me to do this and that.  The most recent INDIRECT ORDERS were to TAKE A BATH, DRINK WATER, USE THE TOILET, EAT, DON'T DO IT or just plain NO, OBEY, SUBMIT and, of couse, GO DOWNSTAIRS. Fifteen years ago, their ORDERS were BE TOUGH, NO PAIN NO GAIN, NO GUTS NO GLORY, DON'T CRY OUT LOUD (with the same song being played), DON'T ASK, JUST DO IT, GUESS, and the favorit...