"I'm for truth, no matter who tells it. I'm for justice, no matter who it is for, or against."
– Malcolm
X
"It
is dangerous to be right when the government is wrong."
– Voltaire
"...And
what they want - if you look at what they want - they want a one
world government - a New World Order - with Satan in charge. Period.
That's the goal."
– Dr.
Kent Hovind, Creation Science Evangelist, political prisoner
And David
said, What have I now done? Is there not a cause?
Samuel 17:29
PART ONE
When
you've been targeted for neutralization by the U.S. Government and
their demonic minions, you will experience a range of tactics on a
spectrum from the ludicrous to the life-threatening. A high-profile
Target, especially a bona fide government whistleblower formerly
employed by the intelligence services, will receive very special
attention. Guaran-damn-teed, there will be retaliation for exposing
government crimes and corruption, for standing up for the truth.
Instrumental
in the campaign against the whistleblower will be high drama in which
persons surrounding the Target will be drawn into the operation,
usually as unwitting participants and dupes, and often the Target
will be abandoned and/or betrayed, due to pressure applied,
intimidation tactics, threats delivered, or lies told to friends,
colleagues and family by the perps of the operation.
Outside
agitators will be planted in the Target's life. The Target's name
will be scandalized; slanderous gossip will run rampant and
busybodies will happily take their part in the drama, getting a
vicarious thrill from the cloak-and-dagger intrigue, oblivious to the
fact that they are mere pawns in a game, orchestrated by criminals
who are not constrained by any form of morality or common decency,
who break the law with impunity—and then find a way to attribute
blame to the Target.
The
objective of the perpetrators of such a campaign is literally to
destroy the Target. To drive the Target to financial destitution. To
intrude into every area of the Target's life. To libel/slander the
Target with outrageous falsehoods; to spread black propaganda; to
assassinate the Target's character, to impugn his sanity, to defame
his good name. To infiltrate and/or dismantle any support systems
(friends, family, professional colleagues, fellowship at church, etc.
etc.) he may have, to make him a social outcast, a pariah, always a
suspect. A person who is blacklisted and ostracized wherever he goes.
His
possessions will be stolen or destroyed. Cars and computers,
especially, are considered essential items of which the Target should
be deprived. Among the primary goals is to drive the Target to
homelessness. The perps will use any and all means available to them
(and they have immense resources upon which to draw) to achieve this
end. If the Target has a secure home (especially one he owns) it is
far more difficult for the operation --which aims for total
destruction of the Target's life-- to succeed.
Although
such a scenario may be hard for most people to comprehend, there is
indeed a conspiracy against the Target, engineered and perpetrated by
what I can only describe as a 'satanic network', operating throughout
the world, and in particular (for the purposes of this report) inside
the institutions of the United States of America.
Now,
just a small bit of hellfire and brimstone, from the 'Preacher Woman'
(as a friend of mine, also former CIA, used to call me, not
altogether tongue-in-cheek):
Satan
was a liar from the beginning, and the father of lies; a false
accuser, a merchant of false hope, a promoter of the doctrines of
deception, a sower of discord, a destroyer of lives. Yes, it's the
devil and his minions, as my experiences of many years have shown me,
beyond any doubt. Being a devout Christian, an ordained minister, I
will preach the Gospel of Jesus Christ to every creature. But I don't
expect everyone (or even anyone) to believe as I do, nor will I ever
attempt to force my beliefs on others. Unfortunately, it has been my
experience that the same respect I show for the rights of others to
believe as they will has not been reciprocated.
Be that
as it may, I do expect that intelligent, discerning persons will be
able to recognize evil when they see it, no matter their
religious/spiritual beliefs, or lack thereof. Evil is evil, no matter
the source ascribed to it.
Who are
the conspirators? They are lurking among the elected and appointed
officials; they are strutting among the movers and shakers of
political parties and PACS; they are hiding in plain sight among the
police, the judges, and others who hold positions of public influence
and authority.
The
government of the united States of America has been overthrown, not
by outside entities, not by some foreign “evil empire”, but by
the enemy within the gates. The same enemy which is trying to sell us
out to the U.N., to globalist totalitarianism under the New World
Order.
This
report documents a particularly terrible time in my life, during
which I was uprooted from two homes, the first of which I owned, but
was forced to sell in 2010 (after living there for seven years), and
the second a rental which I was forced to leave (after three years),
in both cases due to relentless persecution and dire poverty
engineered by various evildoers within the government.
The
losses of these homes were only the latest in a pattern of being
uprooted, and forced to move from place to place, never having a
stable, permanent home, never being able to settle anywhere without
the overhanging threat of expulsion.
In 1994,
the year I finally managed to fight my way out of CIA, once and for
all, I was forced out of my home, at that time a beach house in
Milford, CT, on Long Island Sound. The harassment at that time was
intense: black helicopters hovering over my house, “escorting” me
to my car as soon as I walked out the door; a changing fleet of white
surveillance vans parked outside, and sometimes blocking the
driveway. There were home invasions (black bag jobs) in which the perps committed thefts (usually of documents), and left "calling cards", in the form of symbolic death threats.
From
there, the perps arranged it so that I would end up spending more
than two years in motels, under unofficial “house arrest”. I had
no transportation most of this time (1994- 1997), a result of the
destruction of my vehicles through arranged car crashes. During this
time, I was under assault by directed energy weapons, which are far
easier to deploy against a Target in a motel, as, unlike a private
home, it is open to the public (including government goons.)
The
government perps were always on the case, plotting the next upheaval
in my life, and made certain to rip apart any small amount of
stability or security I might have attained. Most of the personal
property I had was sooner or later, one way or another, stolen or
destroyed.
And
lastly, because, no matter how I tried, I could not find the help and
support I needed to prevent the disasters which befell me. There has
never been a soul whom I could rely on for any form of material
support, or whose concern for my well-being was a true priority.
(Note the words “priority” and “rely”.)
Friends
and family (most of them, anyway) do not understand what is actually
happening to the Target. Their general tendency is to misinterpret,
or try to minimize the circumstances under which the Target is
struggling to survive. All too often, the Target is blamed for
circumstances which are in fact far beyond his control. And if the
Target refuses to compromise his principles, but sticks to his guns,
no matter what, he is likely to be left to stand alone.
As I've
made clear repeatedly in my reports, I am not seeking sympathy from
my readers. Nor am I seeking any form of assistance, material or
otherwise. But it is very important to me that the truth be known; I
want it made absolutely clear what the government (via their satanic
network) has done to me, my family, friends and professional
colleagues. My purpose is to document the truth and the facts for
the public record, and as always, it is for information purposes
only, and the readers may make of it what they will.
In 2010
came the loss of my first home in Maine, which was devastating in too
many ways to count. I had invested much time, all the resources I
had, and my best efforts –my whole heart-- and made many
sacrifices, trying to maintain at least a secure home, a sanctuary
which no one could take from me, my one greatest strictly personal
desire. But in the end, all my efforts were in vain.
To make
matters worse, a large part of the libel campaign waged against me
consisted of outrageous lies about my home, while I still lived
there. In particular, three of the most aggressive demonic characters
were responsible for this hideous assault: Todd Brendan Fahey,
Timothy Patrick White and Ken Adachi, all minions of the late FBI
Chief and COINTELPRO Kingpin, Ted L. Gunderson and his cronies.
These
loathsome characters, fueled by their obsessive vendetta, perpetrated
monstrous invasions of my privacy by posting my PRIVATE, UNLISTED
street address on the Internet, along with photos of my home. They
solicited crimes against me, by posting fraudulent notices that I was
“accepting donations” at that address, which resulted in criminal
trespassing, thousands of $ of thefts on my property, and vandalism
by like-minded local yokel lowlifes.
These
perps also published lies about the ownership of my home by various
persons, libeling them as well, even falsely accusing these
individuals of crimes. The false statement that I was “living rent
free” in someone else's house was spread all over the Internet,
while they falsely accused me of being a liar and “con artist”
who was running scams, ripping off the readers of my website.
When my
home was put on the market in 2009, the malicious pathological liar,
Todd Fahey, sent harassing e-mails to the real estate agent (as he
did to many others, anyone he could find who had any connection to
Barbara Hartwell), falsely claiming to be a prospective buyer, and
trying to extract information, which he thought could be used against
Barbara Hartwell. Fahey failed, as I had warned the agent beforehand
that such things might happen. Other busybodies from hell, such as
Pam Schuffert, James F. Marino and Alex Studer, joined in the
campaign, adding their moronic comments and sensationalist false
accusations against Barbara Hartwell, also libeling others in
connection with my name and promoting falsehoods in connection with
my home.
Because
I had nowhere to go after the sale of my house, I was forced to stay
in motels for eight (8) months, simply because no landlord would rent
to me.
I had no
credit history, no official employment history; as far as the system
went, I was only a ghost, whose background could not be 'confirmed or
denied', but was left only to speculation. My former involvement in
covert operations and deep black programs would also be a stumbling
block; no matter if I openly told the truth (which had long been
documented for the public record on my website), or kept quiet
--either way, damned if you do, damned if you don't.
The
extensive and long-running libel/slander campaign waged against
Barbara Hartwell (since at least 2000) by corrupt government spooks
and goons, and their demonic minions, made it virtually impossible
for me to overcome the suspicion and hostility which greeted me
everywhere I went. I had no way to prove that the lurid stories
prospective landlords had been reading about me online were nothing
more than outrageous lies, libelous falsehoods, fabricated for the
purpose of defaming and discrediting me, so that I would be (in CIA's
terms): isolated, alienated and deprived. And especially, deprived of
a stable, secure home.
When I
would meet with prospective landlords to view a rental property, it
was always with trepidation, in the knowledge that as soon as they
put my name in a search engine, they would be assaulted with the
screaming sensationalist headlines of the false stories designed to
assassinate my character, impugn my integrity and even my sanity. I
would be viewed as a liability, or as a danger to everyone who had
dealings with me, a risk that most people I encountered were simply
not willing to take. (And why should they? That, I understood,
frustrating as it was that they believed the lies.)
There
are a plethora of examples of the defamatory material against Barbara
Hartwell posted on this site. When the legion of malicious liars
assault me with their defamation, I expose the liars and refute their
false claims with the truth and the facts. I don't have near enough
time to deal with every single liar who comes down the pike (over the
years, they have numbered in the thousands), but I usually make the
time to clear my name, and stand in my own defense, as best I can,
with the most aggressive and persistent of them. It is not only a
matter of truth, but of principle, and most importantly, justice. I
long ago gave up the idea that I would ever get justice through the
so-called 'justice system', so I made it a priority to do what I
could, on my own behalf, as well as for others similarly targeted for
defamation and other forms of persecution.
The
truth can survive, in an ocean of lies, but only if there is
something to hold onto, to keep it afloat. However, most people who
read the defamatory material don't bother to check further to try to
establish whether or not there is any truth in the hit pieces. (There
is not. Not one of them, these many years, has been based on facts,
nor has any evidence ever been presented to substantiate them.)
There is
also the fact that my own website is not a 'popular' one with high
traffic. Nor do I post my material on any other sites. Once someone
reads the odious handiwork of my enemies, who do have high-traffic
commercial sites, or access to them, it's usually all over. My
chances of finding a rental property were slim to none.
In some
cases, I would meet once with a prospective landlord, armed with
excellent letters of reference (from “respectable” persons, such
as a retired police officer, the Priest from my church, etc., friends
who had known me for years), and the interview would end with a
verbal agreement/handshake deal.
Then,
the hammer would come down with a vengeance. The landlord had put my
name in a search engine, and one of two things would happen: 1) When
I tried to follow up on the next step, such as signing a lease, I
would be told, So sorry, but the rental had been previously
“promised” to someone else, such as a relative or family friend,
who, at the last minute, had decided to take the property.
Or, 2) I
would receive a phone call from the landlord, in a state of high
agitation, telling me that he/she could not possibly rent the
property to me. One man told me that he did not want to get in the
middle of a “battle with the CIA”, and could not possibly take
the risk of having “someone like you” as a tenant.
I was
accosted with intrusive personal questions about my background, and
even about certain persons whose names had been associated with mine
on the Internet, relatives and friends --innocent of any wrongdoing,
and who had no connection whatsoever to my work as a
whistleblower/journalist. Their names had also been defamed by the
perps, as 'collateral damage'. Of course, I refused to answer such
questions, out of respect for their privacy. And I don't owe anyone
an explanation about any area of my personal business; that is not
public fare.
Such
personal associates of mine were also grievously harmed by the libel/slander
campaigns in which I was the primary Target. All for the 'crime' of
being associated (by blood, or by friendship) with Barbara Hartwell.
In certain cases, my relationships with these individuals were
ruined, when I was blamed for the damages to them.
Some
people tried to persuade me that I should give up my work and my
activism, because, after all, they said, no good could possibly come
of it --and just look at all the drawbacks, the risks, the terrible
consequences of standing up against the powers that be. Hadn't I
already seen enough? Didn't I care about ever having a “normal”
life? Of course, I wanted a normal life, free of the relentless
harassment and persecution. Who wouldn't? But the truth was, I cared
more about living a life with a real and solid purpose, a life which
might count for something in service to God. And not the least
important to me, I wanted justice. And I wanted to do all in my power
to assure that my grandchildren would grow up knowing the true
meaning of Liberty.
Some
people, in dishing out their copious unsolicited advice, insisted
that I should “soften my approach” --like, not calling the bad
guys “government rat bastards” and “scumbags”--which, as I
know from vast experience-- is exactly what they are. I call them as
I see them; otherwise, what's the point of exposing these despicable
reprobates, these demons from the pit of hell.
I was
told that I would not get donations because I was too “harsh”,
too blunt, too “intolerant”. It was clear that these people
actually expected me to be tolerant of evil, to compromise with
wrongdoers, just so I could “get by”. I've never believed in
coddling wrongdoers, or making excuses for them. I'd had a lifetime
of experience dealing with them (CIA is infested with them), and I
will have no truck with them, never again. My purpose is to warn
others, and do all in my power to put the bad guys out of business.
And,
contrary to the beliefs of some people, I don't do the work I do so
that I can “get donations”. The very thought is absurd. Even in
the days when I did solicit donations from the general public, I made
that very clear. Just as I clearly explained in notices on my
website:
If
someone wanted to send me a donation, no strings attached, no
questions asked, because they found value in my work, or simply
because they cared, I would gratefully accept it, to be used solely
at my own discretion. But unfortunately, some of the donors believed
that their material support “bought” them the right to
interrogate me about my personal/professional business; to meddle in
my affairs; to tell me how I “should” be living my life; how I
“should” be using the donations they gave, or to exploit my name.
Some believed my friendship or alliance could be bought with their
money. Dead wrong, on all counts.
Some
harangued me about “compromise”, insisting that everyone must
compromise, that it is a necessary part of life. In these efforts to
wear me down, I was even falsely accused of having compromised, when
in fact I had not.
Not
being susceptible to influence or pressure from others, I simply told
these busybodies to leave me alone to tend to my business the way I
see fit. That I expected them to respect my privacy, my personal
boundaries and my fundamental rights, just as I respected theirs. And
that if they found an association with me to be too problematic, they
could just walk away. (More than a few have done just that, becoming
angry with me, thinking me “ungrateful” for their “kindness”,
for “all they have done” out of their loudly proclaimed “love”.
Respecting the personal boundaries of others was apparently just too
much for them to wrap their minds around.)
As for
business/professional relationships, I was faced with a brick wall.
On several occasions, I tried to hire an attorney. I would meet with
him/her for a consultation, and he/she would agree to take the case.
Then, only days later, I would receive a call from a secretary in the
law firm, telling me some story about why the firm could not take my
case after all; and/or a formal letter from the attorney, with some
thinly veiled “excuse” why they would have to refer me elsewhere.
(I never did find anyone, and had no choice but to do any legal work
I needed myself. The results were less than satisfactory.)
My
situation reached a crisis level in 2013. After eight long months in
'motel hell', with my possessions in storage (May 2010-November 2010), I had managed to find a
rental property in late 2010, with decent landlords (who knew nothing
about my background, who had asked no intrusive questions), who liked
having me as a tenant, since I always paid the rent on time, and led
a quiet life, free of disruptions on their property. But there came a
time when I could not afford to stay, due to a sudden and unexpected
disaster, where once again my resources were diminished to the point
of leaving me facing destitution.
During
the entire year of 2013, I was so poverty stricken that I had no
money for even the most basic necessities, including food. My
telephone/Internet service was shut off several times. I was forced
to choose having heat over buying food, and to get what little I
could at Christian charities, such as the Salvation Army, who run
food pantries for the poor. And though I needed to be under the
regular care of a physician, medical care for chronic illnesses and
painful disabilities was only a dream; there was nothing I could do
but try to bear it.
There
came a time when the only person who would help me was the Priest
from my church. The church had no resources to speak of, except what
they raised for charity for the needy, the poor and the homeless.
(People a lot worse off than I.) They didn't even have the money they
needed to make repairs to the church.
Fortunately,
the Priest knew of my situation and understood that I didn't have
family or close friends nearby, and that I was under assault by
evildoers, including Nazis and bona fide Satanists (employed by the
U.S. Government). He once told me, when I was sitting in his office,
weeping tears of outrage over their crimes against me and my family,
that “nothing they (CIA) do would surprise me.” And he fully
supported me in standing up against them.
[Note:
As former CIA, I have an ethical 'duty to warn' anyone with whom I
intend to form an association, such as a church or other institution.
There is always the possibility that government agents will
infiltrate, or try to cause harm to others, simply as a result of my
presence. I told the Priest about my background before I joined the
church. He didn't blink an eye, but graciously accepted me into the
congregation.]
He was
kind and supportive, in every possible way. He gave me money for gas,
for cat food, for medical supplies when I was injured and couldn't
afford to see a doctor, and drove me to doctor's appointments when I
could scrape up what I needed to pay for treatment. On more than one
occasion, he paid for a plowing service when I was snowed in for days
at a time, and literally unable to get out the door without having
someone shoveling snow from the outside.
But most
valuable of all, he listened. Not trying to comfort me with
platitudes (religious or otherwise), nor trying to dissuade me from
my vocation. He did not preach (except to the congregation, in the
pulpit); he listened, and helped in any way he could, when no one
else would.
Those
who have never had to live in dire poverty will not understand what
that is like. To go hungry, to never know if you will be able to pay
the bills, to go without phone service or even electricity; to dread
the coming of winter, because you can't afford to heat your house.
By the summer of 2013, when I knew I had no choice but to leave, as I couldn't possibly even pay the rent for more than a few more months –even going without everything else, I simply could not hold on any longer.
But I
had nowhere else to go, and no money to pay rent, even if I could
find a landlord willing to rent to me, which, considering my previous
experiences, seemed unlikely.
Over the
years, I had known quite a few people who became government
whistleblowers, who like me, had been targeted for neutralization.
Nearly all, at some point, were driven to destitution and
homelessness. Others were estranged from their families, were
divorced by their spouses, were not allowed to see their children or
grandchildren. A number of them ended up being wrongfully accused,
convicted, and railroaded into prison, for crimes they did not
commit. Some died, either by assassination, or because they were
driven to suicide by persecution too terrible to bear. (There are
things worse than death, as I have learned the hard way, through
observation and experience.)
All for
standing up for the truth, and against evil, for defending Liberty
and pursuing justice, with no compromises.
Aside
from the persecution, I believe these things happened to them for one
basically simple reason: They were unable to get the assistance and
support they needed. Not from anyone, even from their own families,
or those they considered friends. They were deemed “paranoid” by
people who had no understanding of what was actually happening to
them. They were betrayed or abandoned by people who feared that they
themselves would be targeted by associating with the whistleblower.
The whistleblowers would be blamed for the disasters that befell
them, by those who refused to even consider that the Target might be
telling the truth, or that the cause for which he was fighting was
righteous.
The psy
war against whistleblowers follows a predictable formula: Isolation.
Alienation. Deprivation. Who can live with that, and for how long?
I have
published numerous true stories about government whistleblowers on my
website. Anyone who takes the time to read them, to consider them
carefully, should be able to discover the patterns that operate in
their lives. So, my situation should not be considered unique or even
unusual. That being said, it doesn't make it any easier to live with. In some ways, it makes it worse, since you know that there isn't much chance the persecution will ever stop. No matter the progress you think you have made, you are always in a state of high alert: And always wondering: What's next?
Barbara
Hartwell Percival
April
26, 2015
In PART
TWO, the story will continue...
Barbara Hartwell Percival
Legal Defense & Research Trust
PO Box 22
Rhinebeck, NY 12572
Barbara Hartwell Vs. CIA
http://www.barbarahartwellvscia.com
Legal Defense & Research Trust
PO Box 22
Rhinebeck, NY 12572
Barbara Hartwell Vs. CIA
http://www.barbarahartwellvscia.com