I am posting this message on my website because
that is the only way I can reach all of those who may be interested, some of
whom I believe might have the "need to know". For those who know me, and for those who are regular readers of my
site, it will be a familiar message.
First, I should apologize to a number of my
friends, whose e-mails have gone unanswered, and whose phone messages I have not
returned. This is
because my personal hardships have multiplied, especially over the past few
months, to the point that I don't have the resources to pay for even the most
basic necessities, including the monthly bills, as well as unexpected emergencies which have also arisen. Add to that increasing
disability, constant pain, by far the worst it has ever been, with no way to get
any sort of health care.
I usually see no point in talking about these
issues, I would rather just try to solve my own problems as best I can without
burdening others, unless they know my circumstances and have offered to help. In
any case, I'm only going to say it once. If I have explained the circumstances,
and then what I've said has fallen on deaf ears, or has been misinterpreted, I'm
not going to belabor the point.
And being the most blunt and plainspoken of
persons, if someone asks me, How are you? I can't pretend to be "fine" when I'm
not. If I can't answer honestly, with the truth, I don't answer at all. Rather
than tell my 'sob story', I withdraw from contact, except in the case of the
most dire emergency. At the worst of times, it's more or less my proclivity
to take a 'vow of silence' regarding most of what is happening in my life.
I've already had my telephone and Internet
service shut off once, since I couldn't come up with the money before it was too
late. I put up a notice on my website a few months ago, asking for donations to
restore the service, but got no responses. This interruption of service, along
with all communications, may happen again in the near future unless I can find a
way to prevent it. Since the Autumn
of last year I've also had to ration food, what I could get, that is, and I have
a beloved cat to take care of --she comes first.
As anyone living in the the New England area
knows, it has been a particularly brutal winter, with snowstorms, blizzards and
record snowfall accumulation.
From December 2012, I have been snowed in at
least 6 times, twice for a period of 5 days each. And it's not over yet...as I
write this, looking out my window, it's snowing again. But snow in and of
itself wouldn't be such a problem, assuming I'd had the resources to deal with
it. I didn't.
Just a few details, to round out the picture: In
the worst blizzard of the season, I was not only snowed in, I was literally
locked inside my house because the snow had barricaded the doors. When I opened
my front door, there was a wall of hardened frozen snow which came up to my neck
(I am only 5'5" tall, but still...) Fortunately, a 'good samaritan' finally
showed up and removed the snow in front of the door.
On another occasion, although I managed to get
out the door, the snow was so deep I could not make it from my house to the
street without sinking to my hips, using a snow shovel to make my way, and then
sliding down a huge snowbank, as there was no other way out. My snow shovels
were later also buried under a mountain of snow, since I was unable to retrieve
them after yet another storm; same thing happened to my trash cans, I was unable
to get them out from under the snowbank for weeks.
Due to disability (including, but not limited
to, severe osteo-arthritis, chronic fibromyalgia/CFS and a heart condition --all
a direct result of the government's lifelong assaults on my person),
there was no way I could shovel all that snow
myself, as even the strongest man would have taken hours to clear the snow,
assuming he was using a shovel. In most cases, a plow was needed, but the
problem was, I had no money to call for a plow. On one occasion, the Priest from
my church kindly paid for the plowing service, as he knows I am disabled --even
though it's not in the budget --they only recently raised enough money to repair
the roof on the church.
On the several other occasions of heavy
snowfall, there was no way out without a plow, so I was forced to use what
little money I had, going without other necessities. Add to this that where I
live I have oil heat, and oil prices
are through the roof. I keep the temperature at 58 degrees to conserve fuel,
which doesn't bother me, as I prefer cold to cloying heat. What does bother me
is never knowing IF I will be able to get the money to have the oil tank
refilled.
Without going into too much detail, and to
protect my privacy, I can only say that the reasons I am currently in this
dire situation are without exception a result of the government's longterm
persecution campaign against me. (I know, you've heard it all before, but I am
only documenting the truth, for the public record.)
I have no reliable source of material
support; then, there was the forced sale of my former home (under threat of
foreclosure for taxes) in 2010. I lost most of my possessions as well (forced to
sell most of my furniture for a fraction of its worth); that loans I had made
(at such times, to others worse off than I was) have not been paid back,
which came from all I had to live on for the forseeable
future.
[Note: I have many enemies (criminals) who have
disseminated all kinds of false information on the Internet, not only about me,
but also about my former home, about the ownership of my home (it belonged to
me, as an inheritance, but of course the government found a way to make sure
I lost it --one thing the bastards don't want is for
the Targets to have any security in their own home), and who
went so far as to post my PRIVATE, UNLISTED street address, and photos of the
house, in attempts to solicit further harassment and crimes against me. This, on
top of their monstrous invasions of my privacy. Those who actually know me (my
friends and family) know full well that anything posted by these loathsome
characters, these malicious liars, is false information, and aside from that, it
is my PRIVATE business, not for public fare.]
I know that circumstances of extreme
hardship are not unusual these days, as many people have lost their homes; have
been forced to choose between 'heat, or eat'; have had to get food stamps (which
I refuse to do, on principle, and because I won't allow the government
bastards the slightest inroads to further harass me or invade my privacy
--they've already been there, done that, in spades, for more years than I care
to remember.)
But unfortunately, unlike many others, I am
alone, and don't have anyone (no family, no spouse, no friends, not a soul in
all the world) I can rely on for anything, including material support. One of
the tactics used by the evildoers is to 'starve out' the Target by removing all
possible sources of support --I must say, they're doing a great job. Isolation,
alienation, deprivation...it goes on, one way or another, day after day, month
after month, year after year. Anything I manage to get, they find a way to take
it from me, anything I manage to create, they will destroy
it.
Due to disability, I am not able to work any
sort of 'regular' job, and even were I capable, even if jobs were available
(many able-bodied people I know are out of work), I can guarantee nobody would
hire me, very simply because of the unfortunate 'notoriety' (libel/slander
campaign) in connection with my name on the Internet.
Examples:
"Once a CIA Agent, always a CIA Agent".
(No, not
this time, there are exceptions to the general rule.) Courtesy of the late Ted
L. Gunderson, FBI Chief and COINTELPRO Kingpin, and parroted by countless of his
minions and lackeys.
"CIA Agent Barbara Hartwell Targets Our Family!"
A large tabloid-style photo of me, a video and accompanying text, filled with
outrageous lies, such as that I am "working with a particular FBI agent and John
McCain" (neither of whom I know, nor have ever had any contact with) in
perpetrating all kinds of dastardly deeds, such as computer sabotage of
websites (I have only the most rudimentary computer skills and no access to such
technology), and taking part in "racial profiling" schemes against Targets. (No,
I am the furthest thing from any kind of racist, I defend the rights of all
people, regardless of race or ethnic origin, and in fact bigotry is one of the
major issues I have chosen to stand up against and fight.) Courtesy of Aaron
James.
"Barbara Hartwell, Gunslinger or Mudslinger?"
aka "The Crimson Viper" aka "The Merchant of Venom", etc. etc.
In which I am
(naturally) accused of being a "CIA disinformation agent", among many other
lies. Courtesy of Ken Adachi aka Peter Boudreau (longtime P.R. shill for Ted
Gunderson et al), and parroted by James F. Marino.
"Barbara Hartwell: Agent of Satan" & "Evil
Incarnate".
(No, I'm actually a Christian, but who cares? Not these godless
bastards.) Courtesy of James F.
Marino.
"Barbara Hartwell, CIA BLACK WITCH DEFENDS
SATANIST!"
(Wrong on all counts, and
just plain stupid.) Courtesy of Timothy Patrick White aka Patrick Alexander aka
George Mateski & "Xena Carpenter" aka Todd Brendan
Fahey.
"Barbara Hartwell: CIA hit man".
(Must be
desperate to discredit me, if this is the best they can do.) Courtesy of Stew
Webb & Tom Heneghan, "International Intelligence Experts" (please...), and
parroted by Glenn Canady.
And these are just a small sample among many
such smears to destroy my name. But how would anyone from the general public
know that, when these outrageous lies are right at the top of a Google search?
(Google is in bed with NSA, so what does that tell you?)
I'm sure these reprobates are popping the
champagne corks in gleeful celebration, as they're sure to be reading this,
gloating at their success in destroying my life.
Even people whose names got associated with mine
in the libel campaign, through no fault of their own, and who are not involved
in any way with the work I do, have been harassed, libeled/slandered, and
have been turned down for employment and/or ostracized.
And then, there's the fact that I am of
retirement age, a 'senior citizen'. Most people my age are having a hell of a
hard time, even with social security or perhaps some sort of 'fixed income'
with retirement benefits. Nobody can live off that these days. Imagine not even
having that much, but that is my situation.
And just try finding a place to live, such as a
rental, when your good name has been defamed all over the Internet,
especially when you have no credit history, no official employment history, when
you are are only a 'ghost' in the system. Once your name is entered into a
search engine, it's all over but the crying.
A prospective landlord, reading the
sensationalistic trash posted in connection with my name, might just imagine
that if he rented to me, Dirty Harry will come rapelling down from a helicopter,
and there could be a shoot-out on his property! The truth is far more tame and
more mundane. I am the most quiet, reclusive person imaginable, and the days are
long past when such a scenario could possibly be a part of my life. But again,
there is no way anyone from the general public would know that. (But...I read it
on the Internet, so it must be true! Sorry, but we can't take the risk, we
can't have anything to do with you.)
The Internet has become the main (and in most
cases) the only source of information used by the general public, by
individuals, and by businesses. And once a person's name has been defamed,
consistently and repeatedly over a period of many years, especially by such an
organized libel/slander campaign run by counterintelligence operations, it is
very close to impossible to ever repair the damages. Considering the massive
damages caused to every area of my life, I know this as well as anyone could.
When people try to tell me otherwise, or to
minimize my situation, they are speaking from profound ignorance.
Some say, Oh, but you could change
that if you got some 'good' publicity. Or, Nobody is going to pay attention to
that stuff, once they get to know you. Maybe not, but in most cases, they will
not ever want to know me, not after reading the hideous calumny on the
Internet.
Then --amazing to me the state of denial they
must be living in-- some people will say to me, You're not alone. On the
contrary, I am very much alone. And I ask them to tell me, who is it,
exactly, that you think is there with, or for me, so that I am "not alone"? Who
is going to come to the rescue, in any worst case scenario? No
answer.
Why don't you change your name? they ask. Well,
if I had the resources, I might consider it. If I had the wherewithal, if I were
independently wealthy, if I owned an island somewhere, I could construct a
fortress, a place where I didn't have to worry about having the utilities shut
off, or putting food on the table. Then, I could change my name. What then? Does
anyone really think this could be a solution to the problem? If so, they are
living in a fantasy world.
As for the reason I am writing this message, for
the public record, and posting it on my site, it is because I've reached the
limits of my endurance (as I do from time to time) in trying to convey the truth
to anyone I have a reasonable expectation might care. Although I have made
every effort to get through to the people closest to me, especially about the
government's campaign against me, most of them just don't get it. I have
documented the facts in affidavits and letters, I have sent copies of disability
letters from doctors, I have done all in my power, in the hope that they would
finally understand. They don't, and it appears there is nothing I can do about
it.
Despite all my efforts at giving them the facts,
either I am blamed for my circumstances, told I brought it on myself (the old
story, blaming the victim instead of the perpetrators), and/or my truthful
statements of fact about what has happened to me are dismissed. This, even
though they are privy to far more information than will ever be made public, and
even though they have been witnesses to some of the events in question. Like I
said, denial, rather than a willingness to even consider the truth.
Worst of all, I've been pressured to get 'public
assistance' AS IF that were the solution, much less a possibility. Just what I
need, more government busybodies sticking their noses into my business, thinking
they have the right to run my life. No thanks, even if I could get it (doubtful,
considering the circumstances), I'd rather die than be a 'ward of the
state'. (Liberty or Death. Don't tread on me. Let God send the chariot to take
me home.) Actually, the government owes me many millions for the damages they
have inflicted over a lifetime, but I've long ago given up believing I could
ever win a lawsuit against them. That takes money, as well as finding an
attorney willing to take the case...maybe when Hell freezes
over.
So be it. Judging from past experience, there
may be nothing I can do to make the people that count understand, but at least
I'll know I tried, and here it is, for anyone who wants the facts, for the
public record. A sanitized version, of course, with most of the gory details
redacted. Just imagine a government document, with all those blacked out
sections...the story of my life.
As for the people who do understand, who do see
the truth, I have found that it is only those people who have a similar
background, who have had similar experiences, who know exactly what will happen
once you become a Target of a campaign of persecution. Most of them have lost
almost everything, are ill, disabled and impoverished, and some have told me
that they can't bear to read my website, because my reports only engender
further trauma and emotional distress. I get that, because reading --or
hearing-- the experiences of others like me can have the same effect, depending
on how strong I feel on any given day. Mostly though, what I feel is outrage
--how this could be going on, people's lives being destroyed in an organized
campaign, and for the most part, others turn a blind eye and are concerned only
for themselves.
DONATIONS FOR SURVIVAL & PERSONAL
SOVEREIGNTY
Another issue I find it necessary to address
relates to trying to get enough support (material and otherwise) to survive,
while maintaining personal sovereignty. Since I, like many others in my line of
work, don't get paid directly, don't draw a salary for what we do, soliciting
donations from the public is necessary in order to cover the most basic
expenses.
In my long history of working as an investigator
and advocacy journalist, I have found that the donors fall into several general
categories: 1) Those who make a one-time donation, large or small, usually with
a note of appreciation for my work. 2) Those who make occasional donations,
over a period of months or years. Some of these people become friends, as they
make it clear that they not only solidly support my work, but also have a
sincere concern for me personally. 3) Those who make regular donations, and/or
send or deliver "care packages", volunteer their time and efforts to help me in
various ways, who become friends and confidants, and who express more concern
for my personal well-being than most others.
And as much as I truly appreciate their support,
as much as I care for them personally (if I didn't they would not be my
friends), it is only the third category of persons with whom I've ever had
problems, the same sort of problems, over a period of many
years.
There are those individuals who apparently
believe that their support of me (materially and otherwise)
"buys" them the right, gives them
carte blanche, to interfere in my life, to act as an unwanted intermediary,
matchmaker, spokesperson, deal-broker, etc. In certain cases, I have been
treated more like a 'do-gooder project', than like a person, a friend in need of
support.
I only accept support (donations or otherwise)
with no strings attached, in the spirit of Christian charity or love gifts, a
fact I have clearly stated numerous times, including in soliciting donations on
my website. This applies to family, friends, or strangers from the general
public. If you think I am worthy of your support (for whatever reason, whether
it is because you find my work of value, and/or because you care for me
personally), then I will gratefully accept your donations, in whatever form, as
long as I am treated with courtesy and respect. A very simple concept, and a
policy I have always made sure was clearly explained --right there in black and
white, including "all donations are to be used at the sole discretion of Barbara
Hartwell".
However, some of these 'do-gooders' have treated
me with the greatest of disrespect, for my privacy, my personal boundaries, even
my most fundamental rights.
Aside from making their own donations, they
have taken it upon themselves to try to raise money for me, which would be fine,
which would actually be greatly appreciated --assuming the prospective donors
were simply directed to my website, where they could review my material and
decide for themselves if they want to make a donation. Maybe so, maybe not. If
so, they are free to send me a donation themselves at my P.O. box. Nothing could
be simpler, that's the way it's done.
Instead, the do-gooders have appointed
themselves as intermediaries, asking people for donations which, rather than
being sent directly to me, are passed on to me by them. If I want to send a
thank you note, it must also be passed along through the intermediary. Even if
someone wants to make an 'anonymous' donation (some do, and I understand that
perfectly) there should be no problem simply sending it via the post, directly
to me. (In the days when I used to receive donations on a somewhat regular basis
--before the libel campaign reached critical mass-- I would get some cash in an
envelope, no name of the donor, no return address, no problem. Thank you very
much, I don't know your name, but God does, I'll say a prayer for you, God bless
you.)
So, why all the cloak-and-dagger nonsense? Why
all the unnecessary complications and maneuverings? Why all the melodrama,
surrounding what should be a simple act of making a
donation?
For example, I am subjected to a running
commentary about the fund-raising efforts, and told that So-and-So "might" make
a donation, but they have some questions; they want to know "why", for instance,
I cannot get "fuel assistance" or "food stamps" (the government, again.) But
that's none of their business. I don't answer intrusive questions, period. Nor
do I authorize anyone to answer such questions as a spokesperson for
me.
So-and-So wants to know "why", if I've been
targeted, that the government has not killed me yet. Why is she still alive?
This type of question is particularly offensive, as it seems to be an attempt to
minimize everything, or even to discredit me. (Well, she's not dead yet, so
maybe we are being played...) But anyway, hell if I know, I've only survived
this long by the grace of God. And as every high-profile Target well knows,
there are things worse than death. Once you get targeted, you know all too well
what they are. (Read the reports on this site for details, including those
written by my best friend and fellow Target, former FBI agent Geral
Sosbee.)
If someone wants to make a donation, without the
interrogation, without lengthy micro-analyses of the life of the recipient, let
them just do it. If not, fine, I don't want money from anyone who does not give
freely, of their own volition, after their own perusal of my
website. My postal mailing address is
right there on the front page of the site. And I certainly don't want a
self-appointed intermediary discussing my private business with anyone.
I solicit donations ONLY from my website, posted
in a notice for the general public. I don't solicit donations from individuals,
nor does anyone have my permission to discuss the details of my
personal/professional business, in efforts to solicit donations on my behalf.
They know this, and yet they persist, violating personal confidences, stirring
up trouble, for no reason at all, other than that they apparently feel a
compulsion to wield influence over the lives of others, where it is not their
place.
This behavior is not only disrespectful, it is
manipulative, a way of attempting to 'control' the flow of information, as well
as of 'managing' other people's business; in fact, it displays the pinnacle of arrogance, and a form of
aggression and petty tyranny that I find not only unacceptable, but
intolerable.
But it gets worse. In keeping with the
'do-gooder project', unsolicited advice is continually doled out, and pressure
applied, in attempts to micro-manage various areas of my life. As I've told
these people, I'm not a child, I'm not incompetent, I don't need advice as to
how to run my life, personally or professionally. I simply need material
support, and if you are my friend, if you really care and want to help, then
please treat me accordingly and don't overstep your bounds.
Do they listen? Do they even hear what it is I
am saying? No, it goes in one ear and out the other.
Then, there is the list of "BUTs", responses to
anything I say in efforts to make them understand that I don't want or need
their unsolicited advice, don't want them dragging third parties into my
business, don't need them to micro-manage my affairs.
BUT, you won't be able to pay this bill if you
spend the money (given as a donation) on that (fill in the blank). BUT, I am a
'problem solver', I can get things done! BUT, this So-and-So 'should' be helping
you, so let me intervene. BUT, So-and-So sounded so worried about you, you
better give him a call. BUT, these So-and-Sos would help you, I know they would,
that is what they do. BUT, I only did this (fill in the blank) because I knew
that's what you needed. BUT, the word 'CAN'T' is not in my vocabulary, so I just
went ahead and did such-and-such. BUT, it was MY money that paid the bill, so I
have a say if there's a problem. BUT, it was So-and-So whose money paid for
that, so you better talk to HIM about it. BUT, I know you told me you didn't
want that, BUT, I was only trying to help. BUT, after all I've done for you, you
need to listen to me...
It seems these folks keep a running tab of "all"
they have done. All the sacrifices they have made. And evidently, I am expected
to pay for it by jumping through hoops like a trained circus
animal.
How little they know me, and how profound is
their lack of understanding of the principles by which I
live.
I cannot begin to describe the level of stress
caused by this sort of 'busybodying.' And when you don't know where your next
meal is coming from, when you are so desperately in need of material assistance,
when you live with constant anxiety, not knowing how --or if-- you will be able
to get even minimal basic necessities to sustain life, it's hard to turn down
help when it's offered.
BUT, this is not the type of 'help' I want or
need, and eventually, it reaches the point where I either have to quietly walk
away in order to have some degree of peace, or, the do-gooders become angry and
indignant, simply because their self-righteous efforts at running my life have
failed, for me not allowing the continued pattern of intrusive,
indiscreet, disrespectful behavior, and they break off the friendship, blaming
me, probably thinking I am an 'ingrate', that they hold the high moral ground.
(After all I've done for you!...)
BUT, I don't need a "fixer", I don't need a
"problem solver", I don't need a Town Crier announcing my business to all and
sundry, to anyone who will lend an ear.
For that, I might just as well throw in the
towel and go to the nearest government department of social services, where I
could surrender my life, my fortunes and my sacred honor to the
Bolsheviks.
For anyone who thinks this is a harsh judgment
of the do-gooders, maybe it is, but it is also the truth, just like everything else in this report. In my life, I don't
have the time or the inclination to pursue, or to document, anything but the
truth. As the old saying goes, the truth hurts. In the words of Jesus
Christ, You shall know the truth and the truth will make you
free.
And the truth is, I need friends who will help
simply because they care, and who respect my privacy, my personal boundaries,
who will honor my clearly stated wishes about my own business and my own life. I
am not a 'project', I am a person, a Sovereign Child of God, one who loves
Liberty so much, I will fight to the death rather than give it up, no matter how
extreme the circumstances of hardship, no matter the level of persecution by the
evildoers in government.
Barbara Hartwell Percival
March 15, 2013
Barbara Hartwell Percival
Legal Defense &
Research Trust
Barbara
Hartwell Vs. CIA