HomelessInLaJolla's Journal: 140429 (La Jolla, CA, 92037, war v8.007)

War in La Jolla, eighth year, seventh entry

Police harassment. In the past eight years I have had nearly one thousand, nearly one thousand, about one hundred times every year, I have had nearly one thousand face-to-face "What's your name?" encounters with the local SDPD. Five bookings, three infraction tickets. One thousand face to face contacts. Is that enough for harassment yet? Have they figured out that some b*tch with a remote control bird keeps calling them every time I take care of my own business at night? Why should I need a face-off with the PD for taking care of my own business?

Saturday night. Sometimes, late Saturday night or early Sunday morning, I arrive at the church early, take a small nap in the parking lot (in my "car"), and wake up for morning mass on Sunday. There's a local security guard (CSC security) that drives through the church parking lot to tell me to go. This happened several months ago and, when I asked at our office on Monday, was told that we do not employ any security guard for any parking lot patrol at night. Okay. Settles that. Saturday night I have the idea to park in the lot and wait for Sunday mass. CSC security arrives and calls the police. The police arrive and tell me that I must leave. They don't know me? One thousand contacts over these years and I need to leave while rogue vigilante on-the-job off-his-route security guard assaults me for an hour with his vehicle?

Security guard routine Saturday night wasn't enough. For years and years and years, one thousand face-to-face contacts, the police always arrive for homeless man screaming and yelling (another day, another dollar, making people scream and holler... that's a mantra for the faggitt mob). Sunday morning, after rogue security guard and police hassle me all night, I am somewhat talking to myself as I pick up books around church before mass. So one of our own ushers, a fella watching the faggitt mob hassle all over me every week at mass, calls the police for homeless guy talking in church and the police arrive to tell me to leave for at least the day. Escort me off.

I wasn't arrested or ticketed, and apparently that made somebody upset, because across the street, just as I exit the church, some Mexican looking fella in a four-door sedan punches out a car window in front of the 24 hour fitness and then takes off. Conveniently, during the moments of the car window punching, the faggitt mob had one of the cars in the vicinity going off all alarms with horns and lights, so nobody really paid attention to the car window breaking. The hispanic male in the four-door yells "fuck you!" to me as I cross the street and he drives off.

WTF? Why was he even hailing me at all? OH WAIT! I recognize the faggitt!

Ten days or so ago, at two in the morning, I had an encounter with that faggitt. Not the first time. He likes to wait at 2 AM around the midtown La Jolla Hotel (Herschel and Silverado) if I am about late at night, and then he likes to hassle me. Ten days ago I had a 2 AM meeting with officer "Heroin Elvis" (looks like he's pale to break out in a sweat at any moment), and officer "T2" (looks like the molten metal guy) at 2 AM because idiot in four-door sedan was waiting for me around the block while the rest of the faggitt mob hassled me to him charging his car at me. He drove off that night with the same "fuck you!" because he couldn't get me to yelling back at him, and his phone call to officer Heroin Elvis and officer T2 was only that I was singing or chanting loudly or something.

Jeff Stewart, of old "Encore" (women's consignment resale store, nice clothing) fame--his mother's store, used to tell me about the faggitt security guard that patrols the alley where four-door sedan faggitt likes to wait for me. "Yeah, I know that security guard. I can sleep anywhere I want."

For years that security guard has made a practice of spying me at night.

And the remote control birds.

And the remote control rats.

And all of the spycams and spy microphones everywhere.

Fuck this world of dog sh*t eating fags, pedo raping whores (natural seclection for millionaires--raping the kids with the dogs to find the secret marmadukes in the fifis), and spy faggitt sluts.

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Fearful of being caught by the FBI on the internet, the pedo raping animal shit eating faggitts bring their political flagpole mob to the homeless.

Could the FBI please stop whacking off to internet chat room porn and notice the pedo raping animal fags mobbing this town daily?