Back in the early 1980s, when the folks running the subliminal soft touch machine at “Macs Boat Top,” in Tampa Florida, first introduced a professional rape victim into this extortion and murder scheme, I went directly the Tampa Florida FBI office. Although my IQ quickly dropped to ’dog drinking out of the toilet’ I believe I was at least able to file the Freedom of Information Act before I was thrown out of the door as I attempted to spit out this fraud scheme to the disinterested FBI agent. Subsequently, the FBI installed hypnotic safeguards designed to keep me from coming back for more of this funky police treatment.

 

Although the Polk County Sheriff’s Department treated me the same way, as I tried to head off the 1980s subliminal “Rapist“ stalking game, I recently addressed a letter to the Polk County Sheriff “Grady Jud,” asking for my criminal history. In reply, the Sheriff sent a deputy to my home, who, while refusing to hand me any type of police file, asked if I would let him browse through the nonsensical paperwork I was handed when I was released from the Polk County Court ordered lockup and drug experiment program which the Sheriff‘s Department initiated for me.

 

In order to lock me up and conduct the above mentioned court ordered drug experiments on me, against my will, on February 24, 2006, Polk County Deputy “Schwartz” falsely swore in his police affidavit something to the effect that I desperately needed a shower and had a problem assembling simple sentences.

 

Of course, I got this information from the psychiatrist who checked me into the county run mental hospital. This county psychiatrist, with a Cuban name I can’t remember, then wrote his own official lie, complimenting Deputy Swartz’s lie, which appeared to diagnose me to have a fixation with a long steel needle, body piercing segment on the TV series, “Ripley’s Believe It Or Not.” Either that or I’m a heroin addict looking for a fix.

 

But then, as I recall my conversation with this admissions psychiatrist, the doctor asked me how exactly I thought the mob was knocking me down and robbing me blind. I asked him how, based on his intimate knowledge of the inner workings of the human brain, he would go about knocking me down and robbing me blind. I then asked him if he would use sodium pentothal or a much more powerful drug.

 

The head county psychiatrist “Dr. Chaudreh,” in turn, swore in court that I’m mentally incompetent, and therefore subject to all sorts of closed door political pandering based on fraudulent mental health issues, rather than fraudulent FBI and Sheriff‘s Department files. Of course, the county refused to give me access to any mental court rulings or backroom political rallies involving myself.

 

Before hauling me off in handcuffs for drug experimentation, the apparent FBI agent, who Deputy Swartz was answering to, made it clear that this mess all revolves around the electric power plants I’ve been attempting to sell to every city on the planet.

 

When this apparent FBI agent asked me what special insight I have into saving such an astounding amount of energy, able to turn me into Bill Gates overnight, I explained that, although I couldn’t afford MIT tuition, I did have some extremely high test scores back in the 1960’s, which the FBI agent flatly denied.

 

I then explained how, back in the 1960s, my father went about patronizing my amazingly high test scores, (that can’t possibly exist, since the government can easily change them) by pointing out that I was only high in a very narrow margin of areas that today translates to my ability to design and build city power plants, as long as my designs never extend past basic physics and out into the Sunday crossword puzzle, or TV‘s “Jeopardy” or “Wheel of Fortune.” My father declared that his test scores were high in every category.

 

To this, the FBI agent explained how Deputy (soon to handcuff me) Swartz is a member of the Menza high IQ club. Instead of putting together a list of investors and getting rich by making the world a better place for everyone to live with his dazzling genius, Deputy Swartz decided to devote his life to patronizing people who actually do have high IQ’s but were hypnotically trained to tie their shoes in little Nazis, so a bunch of crooks with high level law enforcement training can easily absorb their potential bank accounts.