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After I testified in court, life turned upside down. I faced a spurious charge of practicing as an engineer without a license; 'One doesn't need a license. I don't believe in any single state to be an engineer.' I was persecuted; friends threatened; I lost my job; my execution equipment was put out of business because the Department of Corrections were afraid to deal with me. A Missouri convention warden faced pressure; his secretary apologized. My house was firebombed; friends threatened. I was followed by two Mossad agents from Israel during the trial. My cousin, told by the head of the Massachusetts State Police, said two Mossad agents were in Malden and watched by the State Department, CIA, and FBI. I blocked a road, confronted them, pulled out a 45 caliber pistol and touched his nose with it; they fled. This was around 1993-1994, before I went to California.

I had arranged to enter the US Embassy but was denied by the head of security, claiming it was from the highest authority, Hillary Clinton. As an American citizen, I was frustrated and felt unwanted in America. I went on the run for a month and a half because the government wanted to arrest me after raiding my property in 2012. In retaliation, I donated laptops with spyware to government secretaries, gaining control over their computer system. While searching for evidence of their setup, I discovered that the Minister of National Defense was a major drug trafficker and the Minister of Immigration was involved in human trafficking. We didn't want to get killed, so we'll likely avoid confrontation.

I received a text from a friend about the fires. She's on a plane, and I offered to help get her irreplaceable items from her house, but she said it's barricaded. Fire trucks are guarding the area because neighbors caught someone trying to set more fires. They called 911, and the suspect was recently apprehended in Woodland Hills while attempting to put gasoline in sewers. This situation raises concerns about climate change and mental health issues. While I often seek to understand the motivations behind violent actions, I feel differently about arsonists. Their actions are inexcusable, and I don't need to hear their side of the story.

Our truck is full of dust, preventing our deck from working. Earlier, a woman covered in blood from head to toe sat in our truck. She claims to have been on the 82nd and we just heard another explosion. We'll stay here until it's no longer safe.

I sent my family away due to safety concerns after receiving threats. I secured my credit and informed my mortgage company and bank. The individuals harassing me are causing inconvenience by contacting car dealerships, plumbers, and utility companies. Their actions are disturbing, but I am taking precautions to protect myself.

I was pressured by government officials to say and do things that would harm others. They even hacked my phone and sent me a tracking notification. They offered me money and tried to persuade me to lie. They also mentioned an AI hacker that could manipulate media to their advantage, paid by the National Congress. I left the country out of fear for my safety. I don't want to blame others, but I'm scared something might happen to me. I want to share this with you.

I was denied entry into the US Embassy in Belize by the head of security, who claimed it was on orders from Hillary Clinton. Despite being an American citizen with no criminal record, I felt betrayed. I went into hiding for a month and a half because the government wanted to apprehend me for donating laptops loaded with spyware to government officials. I discovered that the minister of national defense was involved in drug trafficking and the minister of immigration was involved in human trafficking. It was a dangerous situation.

My baby died needlessly. As the Palisades fire approached, I faced numerous failures. 911 was useless; all phone lines were down. Rory, born blind with cerebral palsy, lived in a cottage on our property. As embers fell, my hoses ran dry. He told me to leave him, but no mother can abandon her child. I was injured and couldn't lift him or move him. When the fire department returned me, his cottage was completely burnt down.

- His bag showed up. Mine didn't. I called American Airlines. “I don’t know where your bags are.” “Why are you going to El Salvador?” - Because I worked. I’m friendly with the government down there. I work in … I’ll just say I liaison from the interests of America are in El Salvador, and I help represent some of those interests. - And so, basically, I go down there. I have safe haven down there. I have a safe house. I have people. - I’m getting threats on my life. I get my family.

I was detained for a couple of hours because they suspected I had a bomb. The bomb squad, ATF, and FBI were involved, but they eventually let me go. I could fix a lot of things mechanically; there's a lot going on in my mind. A friend gave me a sweet bike a couple of years ago, and I'm currently on a cross-country journey. Right now, I'm stalled but aiming to reach Boise in 100 days. If I leave today, I'll make it to the convention tomorrow. What do you think is better: Sheetz or Wawa? They both have good options.

My daughter almost got kidnapped today. We saw a suspicious black van at Ross's. After shopping, the van disappeared, and an older lady asked my daughter for help finding her debit card. My instincts kicked in, and I intervened. The lady started speaking a different language, and the black van reappeared. It was a scary situation.

I received a call from the tax office at 10 pm, accusing me of fraud. I found it amusing and asked if they had called me. The next day, I had a nightmare about being evicted. When I went to drop off my children at daycare, there were trucks outside, and they started throwing our belongings. I realized I had a problem and spoke to my manager, who unfortunately passed away. It turned out that I was stuck in a situation I couldn't escape.

I talk about my uncle's assassination and my belief that intelligence agencies were involved. Despite being aware of the danger, I don't live in fear but take precautions to protect myself.

Speaker 0 describes a man who tried to run her over with his car; she avoided him and is driving to the police to make a report: "I am the problem. I am not the problem. I am the one who he tried to run me over with his car. I avoided him, and I avoided him successfully, and I'm still scared. So here I am driving to the police to make the police report." She says she avoided him because "I don't know if he has a gun." He followed and threatened, "I'm gonna shoot you." She insists, "I'm not scared of you," and says, "He attacked me first and I protected myself." He called her "Muslim terrorists," "Muslim terrorist," and "he tried to assassinate me." She adds, "If I wasn't a smart driver, I would have hit the cars in front of me." She says she "manipulated him to go somewhere inside so I can get away from him."

For the past 20 years, my wife and I have been victims of criminal activities by a network of people aiming to destroy us personally, professionally, and financially. This network is manipulating the banking and criminal justice systems to sabotage our credit and credibility. We're not criminals or fugitives, just artists being targeted. I believe there's a malignant group in Hollywood. I personally know eight actors who died suddenly and mysteriously in the past five years, including Heath Ledger and Chris Penn. I believe these actors were "whacked," and others like Britney Spears and Mel Gibson are being exploited for their money. Google profits by promoting negative stories about celebrities. I've earned $40 million in my career and I'm being embezzled from by accountants, estate planners, and lawyers who are trying to destroy my career and possibly murder me for my royalties.

In late 2006, my car stalled in LA, but luckily I managed to coast off the road near the Beverly Center. The mechanic later informed me that if I had started the car, it would have exploded, and I wouldn't have survived. Since then, I've been living in fear, trying to stay calm and avoid gaining too much knowledge, as it seems dangerous when it comes to someone named Angel. Additionally, my car was firebombed, allegedly by individuals hired by a person named Mr. Nygaard, who wanted to silence me.

I encountered Mr. Rosenbaum while trying to put out a fire. When I tried to run away, Mr. Rosenbaum started chasing me. I ran towards a building, and when I saw Mr. Rosenbaum, I said "friendly friendly." Mr. Rosenbaum didn't say anything to me, but Mr. Ziminski told him to kill me.

I sent my family away due to safety concerns after receiving threats. I secured my credit and informed my mortgage company and bank. The situation is inconvenient, with people making unwanted calls to various places. These individuals are causing trouble, but I am taking precautions to protect myself.

I never let fear stop me from going outside, except for one moment when my identity was exposed. I covered myself completely to remain unrecognizable. Two of my sons died because of this. I was emotional and afraid as I witnessed my city in chaos. People retaliated by throwing eggs at high-rise condo buildings. It escalated into various forms of violence, creating an unsafe environment in Centre Town. Though I didn't witness much direct violence, the streets were filled with chaos.

I was in this state because I had just been at risk of being attacked by pirates. I was in the center of Milan, waiting at a traffic light, when I noticed two poorly dressed girls who seemed like they were up to no good. They started pointing and shouting at me. I froze for a moment, but luckily the light turned red, and I saw a taxi coming towards me. I quickly moved to the middle of the road and yelled at the taxi to stop. The guys started chasing me, yelling things in a language I think was Arabic. I didn't know what to do, I was almost paralyzed. Thankfully, I got in the taxi and it acted as a barrier between me and them. I truly believe that if it wasn't for the taxi driver, they would have raped and robbed me.

The government raided my property in 2012, so I retaliated by donating laptops with spyware to government secretaries. I took control of the government's computer system to find evidence of their setup, but instead discovered the minister of national defense was a drug trafficker and the minister of immigration was a human trafficker. Despite the danger, I'm okay with not pursuing further action.

A man in a suit got into my pickup truck and asked about my age and birth month. He showed me a dagger he carries for evil spirits. He asked to be dropped off at a village in Africa. When he left the car, his demeanor changed, and he blessed me, saying, "May God bless you many times this day." I didn't think much of it at the time.

At about 3 AM, I was with a group of friends when we were wrapping up for the night. I was walking one of my friends back to her car, and as we approached, a group of 10 guys stood across the street. When we reached the car and she began fumbling for the keys, they started shouting at us, and I quickly sensed something was off about the situation. She unlocked the car, and I rushed her into the driver's seat. She managed to close the door behind her and lock it. Just as she turned around, the group came up and ran a few feet toward us, slamming me against the car and throwing punches. I kept my hands up, trying to protect my head as best I could, and I focused on staying upright. The altercation didn’t last long because the police arrived pretty quickly, and I was fortunate to come away with a broken nose and a concussion. It could have been a lot worse. When asked if they got me to the ground, I replied that they did not; I knew that if I went down, it would get worse. So I stayed on my feet no matter what, prioritizing protection and balance. The other speaker noted that I stayed on my feet and protected my head, highlighting that I did what I could in a dangerous moment. They also acknowledged that I might have saved more than just the car, suggesting I could have saved the woman I was accompanying. I described the carjacking as not making a lot of sense because it was the cheapest car on the block, which contributed to the sense that there might have been something else going on beyond a straightforward carjacking. In closing, the other speaker offered congratulations and expressed relief that I was okay, calling me brave and lucky. The conversation ended with an affirmation of gratitude for my safety.

I was in this state because I had just experienced a terrifying encounter with two poorly dressed girls who seemed like bad people. They started approaching me, yelling and inviting me. Luckily, I was at a red light and saw a taxi coming towards me. I moved towards the taxi, but the girls followed me, shouting things in a language I think was Arabic. I was paralyzed and didn't know what to do. Thankfully, I stood in the middle of the road and the taxi stopped, acting as a barrier between me and the girls. I got in the taxi and felt like an angel had saved me. Without the taxi driver, they probably would have raped and robbed me, as that seemed to be their intention.

I sent my family away due to safety concerns after receiving threats. I secured my credit and contacted my mortgage company and bank to prevent any harm. Despite the inconvenience caused by these individuals, I remain vigilant.