August 28, 2016 8:44 PM Werner K Stoebermann Werner Stoebermann Warner Stoebermann
Nothing has changed in real life lately, I still don't work because the workplace has always turned into X the Rapist's family's playground of humiliation. I work online for a few bucks, but my working days are over.
And I don't need to "go on disability" as X the Rapist's family "suggests." Being harassed by them is not a disability.
MR, X the Rapist's sister, should stop what she's doing. She's the new ringleader of X the Rapist's family. She stands around conducting these idiotic conversations, letting her sister, OH, harass and coerce me into following their stupid scripts. I want nothing to do with X the Rapist's family.
Of course, they are always trying to turn X's rape and abuse into a faggy, transtesticle head problem. According to MR all I have to do is join some faggy group, put on a dress once, and then they say they'll leave me alone.
I'm not at any of those things. They want to take rape and abuse on a child and turn it into a lifestyle. How stupid are they. X's family has been harassing me for 50 years with their sexual crap.
I read an article in the newspaper about a restaurant. It mentioned my first and fourth grade teacher, BY, as a regular customer there. This is the one who caught me in the school's bathroom...umm...schooling the other boys. Everything about that is in a previous post.
She is now 75, still married to the same guy, and still lives in the same area of Akron. Somebody should talk to her about this, she's a good witness to what I wrote.
MR and her family are still making it sound like I blame teachers from grade school. In second grade, I got hit with a baseball in the thigh. The second grade teacher looked down my pants at the bruise. MR and her goons are trying to blame her as an abuser.
MR and her goons also have been trying to get me to replace X the Rapist with my aunt Marie. "Just say it was aunt Marie," they say. It wasn't aunt Marie, it was X the Rapist. Aunt Marie was very nice, but since she's dead now, she, like many other people, become fair game when the H's (their family name begins with an H) need to find scapegoats for what the H's did themselves.
So this bitch should shut this shit down. All their threats of putting me away are going nowhere. I've been riding the bus lately, which is fine, because they interfere with my driving with commands like, "miss the brake pedal, go through the red light, fall asleep ( while I'm going down the expressway at 60 miles an hour).
I don't need to crash or hit any innocent people because the H's are scumbags. They already killed one person, they'll kill again. Human life means nothing to them when it comes to protecting their family name.
Their family name has been nothing but shit for 50 years, but they live in their little bubble where they sit around creating phony cover stories for each other and their victims are more or less forced to listen to crap they want repeated to cover their own asses.
There are probably many people laughing their asses off at what lengths they go to in order to glorify themselves. People shouldn't laugh. The H's are vicious, despicable people. Like I say, "The H's are just bunch of Roma bitches that Hitler forgot." The H's do use Nazi tactics on their victims. Ironic, though.
I like the bus, actually. I live in the middle of town and can catch a bus easily. But the H's don't like it. They try to race-bait because most riders are black. They don't want me to be with people because they are afraid that people will see that I'm not at all like they have been telling people.
Shut your shit down, bitch. And I don't have to do a damn thing for you. I don't compromise, especially with shit like the H's.
**"Just listen," is what that MR just said to me. No, bitch, I don't need to listen to your crap.**
