Bioethics Committee; one TI's experience

0935h
The progressive shaving of my legs continued last night; just this sudden compelling need to do this when I haven't ever before. A new razor, and now shaved thighs, down to my knees. And the same "need" came to mind (read, mind-fuck planted notion), to do the same to my arms this morning, so I suppose they are next. The perps have also been pumping me about getting inaccessible areas waxed, so here we go in the escalation of being hairless, save my head, which will NOT EVER BE SHAVED to look like those shiny skinheaded males that constantly hound my ass, and one getting in way too close three days ago when at my old shopping haunt, having vehicular use then.

Onto the title topic, here is the experience of one TI at the US federal government Bioethics Committee hearings recently conducted in NYC. I just shows (to me at least) how the adversity is managed on all fronts; airline ticket cancellations, room seating, hotel management interference etc.

#1050 For participants of future Bioethics Commission meetings

    I hope you guys in Europe are preparing for the last Bioethics commission to be held across the pond. There will be one more here first, for those of us here in the US that can attend.
   They made it harder for the public to speak this time. 300 people called in wishing to speak to the commission. This was stated by Dr Wagner the Co-chair at the beginning of public speaking. Normally only half the people speak. This means there could have been 600 people in attendance.
    The hall rented though was only 1/2 the size of the first one. After the 300 people had called in to Ester Yoo as requested to announce they would be coming to speak, emails were sent to those requesting to speak telling them they couldn't. only 30 t0 45 minutes is given for public speaking. This time they made the public speaking time at the end of the first day instead of the second. Also a guard was at the door this time keeping people from entering even though some seats were empty during the morning.
    The overflow congregated in the lobby like last time but as we began to interview and film other TIs we were told to stop by the hotel management. Then one girl asked the hotel for the WiFi code. This made it possible for us to watch the, "Presidents Bioethics Commission", live from her computer. Again hotel management came up and told us to stop.
    In the afternoon they gave in a little and let more people into the commission. They also opened up a room asking us to go there where we could watch the commission on our computers, do interviews and be out of sight.
    I had been denied the right to speak but had arranged to speak for Ted Gunderson. He was an FBI agent in charge of 700 men in Los Angeles when he retired. He is now a target for speaking against corruption. He had actually been involved in COINTELPRO thirty years ago but he said it paled in comparison to what we are going through. We were to fly Ted in but he opted out the day before his flight. He is 83 and has cancer. In a last minute deal he got the commission to agree to have me speak for him. Unfortunately when I got there I was told I couldn't. Just before lunch a woman approached me and said they were going to look into letting me speak. Later I was told no by others when I tried to follow up on it.
   I had a half hand written and half computer text that I transcribed from Ted over the phone hurriedly while trying to get ready myself. I also had to cancel his flight and go through a run around to try and get a refund even though we bought insurance on the ticket. He was sent forms to have his doctor fill out in the end. You need a reason to cancel so keep that in mind should you get the insurance. I had to deal with this on the day I was to pack and get ready.
   So when they called, "Ted Gunderson's" , name during the, "public comment 1/2 hour", I was not ready to speak. When I tried to speak for myself they quickly shut me down. In the end I made a ten second statement for Ted. It didn't help that I was unable to sleep the night before. I might have been the subway rumbling under the hotel every 24 minutes or occasionally hearing the announcements over the speakers below in the subway. New York is a very strange place.
   The lesson is they will try to discourage you. Don't let them. Be prepared to speak in case they let extra people speak as they have done both times now. Remember the lessons learned that I just wrote down. Unimpeded there would have been 600 people representing the public there. Holding this in the middle of Manhattan had it's own challenges including a $45 fee for valet parking at the hotel.
   This is still an opportunity for us to go on record officially and we won't know if there are any concrete results until President Obama receives this Bioethics Commission's report and recommendations. Be polite and dress as professionally as you can.
   You might also want to see this as a form of protection. By going on the official record it would look strange if a number of us were knocked off or hospitalized.
   The Manhattan meeting location, the small conference room, Emails discouraging participation, hotel management interference and all we have gone through as targeted individuals by way of torture and mind control  reminds me of the movie, "Close Encounters of the Third Kind". Only the very persistent made it there in the end. At least for us who were not New Yorkers who knew how to navigate the subway system. Still it was worth the effort.

I think the TI's will be lucky to even rank a footnote in the final report, given that we rate about the same as the alien abductees in this cloak of implied credibility absence that seems to erupt around us. In fact, the alien abductees got a huge credibility boost in my estimation by way of Dr. John Mack's (psychiatrist) two books, detailing the experience and how it is not possibly of clinical origin. However, just maybe I am bummed out this morning for some reason.

A Sunday morning, and a rare sortie at this time of day and week to the local supermarket, and I see a yellow vacuum cleaner next to a red plastic bucket and broom in the manager's office in the lobby before passing through the doors. And lo, if the negro-du-jour didn't come at me two seconds later from behind the corner, wearing a red ballcap backwards and a yellow shirt. This was one of the two negroes who made sure to gangstalk me when the fire alarm went off at 0130h on June 02, 2011, four days ago, as blogged about, June 03, 2011.

The thuddy stereo music noise is also playing as I type this, and also came on to accompany me shaving this morning, the full frontal shave that I do. And also last night, the thuddy stereo music came on for leg shaving. I suppose this is the noise-of-the-week, benchmarking me in some way at differing activities at differing times of the day. And they even arranged for some of my leg miss being shaved, and so I finished the job in the shower this morning, also with the thuddy music playing.

I will be headed out later this afternoon, the First Feral Family get-together and to drop of presents for my daughter at the ex's place, her 21st birthday in two day's time. Calling this one done for today.