Barbara Hartwell

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Independent Investigator, Intelligence Analyst, Journalist. Former CIA (NOC, Psychological Operations) Black Ops Survivor. Sovereign Child of God. Minister of the Gospel of Jesus Christ (Ordained 1979, D.Div.) Exposing Government Lies, Crimes, Corruption, Conspiracies and Cover-ups.

Sunday, August 14, 2022


"Count not him among your friends who will retail your privacies to the world."

Publilius Syrus

"We live, in fact, in a world starved for solitude, silence, and private: and therefore starved for meditation and true friendship."

C.S. Lewis, The Weight of Glory

"He that blows the coals in quarrels that he has nothing to do with, has no right to complain if the sparks fly in his face."


Benjamin Franklin

"Of all tyrannies, a tyranny exercised for the good of its victims may be the most oppressive. It may be better to live under robber barons than under omnipotent moral busybodies. The robber baron's cruelty may sometimes sleep, his cupidity may at some point be satiated; but those who torment us for our own good will torment us without end, for they do so with the approval of their consciences."

C.S. Lewis

NOTE: This report is based on my personal and professional experience of many years. Among my areas of expertise are psychological/counterintelligence operations. I am trained as a Jungian analyst, psychotherapist and Christian minister specializing in pastoral counseling. Aside from my work for the government, for many years I worked in private practice in counseling, as well as for corporations, as a personnel counselor, and developing information on individuals and organizations as a profiler.

As a Christian, the gifts of the Spirit, the ability to discern by direct revelation of the Holy Spirit, was the most valuable of all. For me, this gift supersedes all other talents, capabilities or learned disciplines. This enabled me, in many cases, to get to the core of the truth of a matter, whether it was as a jury consultant for prosecutors/D.A. or defense attorneys; in missing persons cases, and in criminal investigations.

I provide this background information to clarify the methods I use to reach a conclusion about any particular case I work. My hope is that this information might be useful for those seeking a deeper understanding of the character type of what is known as the Busybody. Because they are out there – and mark my words, they will take any window of opportunity to interfere in your business!


If I were asked to identify one character type that has caused the most trouble, done the most damage, in my personal or professional life, what would that be?

There is no doubt, it would be the Busybody.

These are people who have pathological 'boundary issues'. Every person, under God-given free will, has the right to set his own boundaries. To say: Here is my line. Don't cross it. Here are my parameters. Keep out. No trespassing. You may enter only with explicit permission. That is the essence of the Inviolability of Personhood. And it defines the most significant issue of God-given rights and liberties: The right to be free from aggression and interference in any form.

Anyone who violates that decree of the Individual is a wrongdoer. Of course, totalitarian systems, including governments, are the most consistent offenders. It is the nature of the beast. They routinely violate the God-given rights and liberties of the Individual. In the most simple statement of fact, they are a collective of Busybodies.

At first glance, this may seem a euphemism, minimizing the potential for doing harm. Hearing the word, Busybody, one may be inclined to picture the stereotype of an old biddy, peeking from behind the curtains, snooping on her neighbors and making phone calls to relate the latest gossip to anyone willing to lend an ear. And to some extent this may be an accurate description.

But taking a deeper look, the truth becomes clear: Busybodies are compulsive in interfering in the lives of others. They are micromanagers, opportunists, petty tyrants and control freaks. The key word in describing them is always aggression.

Aggression comes in many forms, but it always involves violation of the personal boundaries of others. And that is where the trouble begins.

Here is a list of character traits and behavior exhibited by the typical Busybody.

Ruled by his emotions, rather than by reason, logic or principle.

Compulsive: The Busybody has a serious issue with impulse control. Not thinking before acting, which often leads to inappropriate behavior.

Seeks attention: The Busybody likes to be the center of attention. Her self-esteem often depends on what other people think of her. This often results in superficiality and conformity to popular trends.

Approval seeker/people pleaser: The Busybody seeks the attention and acclaim of others and wants the credit she thinks is her due. The behavior of the Busybody is often determined by what she believes will gain popular affirmation, rather than on principle.

Overly impressed by worldly values. Will focus undue attention on politicians, those with academic or professional credentials, or those considered “celebrities”. The busybody seeks to attach himself to people who might be considered “important” by the society. May be a name-dropper in efforts to impress others by “who he knows”.

Projection: The Busybody projects his own feelings, beliefs, standards and viewpoints on others. This results from his own lack of boundaries. He tends to merge his own identity with others. He assumes that everyone is like him, or that everyone “should be” like him. To some extent this may result in living vicariously, but more often he is likely to attempt to push his own standards and views on others.

Follows and adheres to popular trends: The Busybody is like a weather vane. Whatever way the wind blows, so turns the Busybody. Thus she is prone to suddenly “switch sides” and/or behave in a contradictory manner, adopting mutually exclusive standards or viewpoints on any given issue. A fitting caution: You can't have it both ways!

Passive-aggressive: The Busybody often lacks the integrity and ego-strength to hold a solid position, to act on principle, to speak her mind directly and firmly to others. In order to “get even” with those by whom she feels slighted or offended, she will make an insulting or belittling comment, couched in apparent but pretended innocence. Or she will do something she knows will be offensive, but that is “plausibly deniable” as such.

When confronted, the Busybody will not acknowledge the wrongfulness of her actions; rather she will make claims of not understanding what she has done wrong, or denying it altogether. Thus, the pattern of behavior continues, never being acknowledged.

Meddling: Acting as a self-appointed intermediary, deal broker, matchmaker, the Busybody, lacking all respect for the privacy and personal boundaries of others, will insert herself in the middle of another person's business, without the knowledge or consent of the other party or parties.

Do-gooders: The Busybody sees herself as on a mission of mercy, often with a “Savior complex”. She will intrude into a situation where she has not been invited and most often is unwelcome. She will attempt to “solve a problem” which has nothing to do with her, dishing out unsolicited advice, speaking out of turn, presuming to speak “for” others, without their permission.


The Busybody tends to be a collectivist and an extravert. He speaks of “bringing people together”, and likes to be in the center of any group he forms or joins. Lacking discernment and discretion, he tends to lump people indiscriminately into generalized categories, even where there are no commonalities or natural sympathies. He commingles unrelated issues or circumstances. He will say, We are all in this together!, and then proceed to try to mix oil and water, which only results in discord for all involved.

In the final analysis, the Busybody seeks to have control over others. This is usually due to her own feelings of inadequacy and insecurity, which may be partly unconscious, but which compel her to attempt to “organize” and direct the lives of others, in fear of the chaos which may ensue should she let go of the reins, which were never her place to hold.


In order to better illustrate my profile of the Busybody, here are some anecdotes.


On a road trip.

A Busybody and Friend are headed to a destination, the Busybody behind the wheel. They become lost, after taking the wrong turn. The Busybody pulls off the road to consult a map.

Busybody: I think we need to go a few miles back to the junction.

Friend: Okay, but please, let's find another place to stop. You have pulled into someone's private driveway and are blocking the road.

Busybody: Oh, I'm sure they won't mind. We'll only be here a few minutes.

Friend: This is private property.

Busybody: Well, what's the rush? I need a few minutes to figure this out. Can you hand me that bottle of water, please?

Friend: Please find another place to stop. This is trespassing.

Busybody: What's the big deal? You need to chill out.

The Friend opens the passenger door and gets out of the car.

Friend: I'll be over there on the side of the road, whenever you're ready.

Busybody: Oh, for heaven's sake! I don't see a car here, there's probably nobody home...


At the coffee hour after church.

Parishioner 1: Have you seen Jane lately? I visited her in the hospital last week, and thought she would be here today.

Busybody: Well, I've been calling her every day since she came home, but she hasn't got back to me. You know, we've all been trying to tell her that she needs to get out of that big house and move to an assisted living facility, but she is so stubborn, and she just won't listen.

Parishioner 2: Why are you so concerned? It was only a minor surgery and she has recovered well. Has something happened?

Busybody: Well, not that I know of. But she's 77 years old and all alone in that house! Anything could happen!

Parishioner 2: It's her life. If she wants to stay in her home, that's her decision to make.

Busybody: Well, maybe, but we need to make sure she does what is best for her. I called her son and told him that, and I'll be speaking to the pastor about it again. He doesn't seem very concerned. After all, she is one of his flock.

Parishioner 1: I've known Pastor Gregory for 20 years. He has always treated us all with great concern and helped in any way he could. But he respects the privacy of others and knows it's not his place to intervene in anyone's life without their consent. Surely you can understand that?

Busybody: Well, I never! I'm only trying to help. We need to have a meeting and reach a decision as to what is best for Jane. I can't believe you don't see that. Maybe I'll call Social Services and ask them to send someone out to visit her, talk some sense into her.

A car pulls up outside the church. Jane gets out and walks up the path, coming through the back entrance.


Jane (to Parishioners): Hi. Sorry I couldn't make it to the service. It's my grandson's birthday and I needed to help set up the arrangements for his party.

Busybody: Well, you could have let us know. We've been worried sick about you! Have you considered what you're going to do? Really, you shouldn't be all alone in that big house. There are people who want to help you and I'm sure we can work something out.

Jane: Thanks, but I don't need your help. If I want your advice, I'll ask for it. I've lived in that house for 30 years and if I decide to leave, that will be my decision, for my own reasons.

Busybody: Well, have it your way, then. But I'm warning you, you never know what might happen and it's best to be prepared for the worst.

Jane: I'm not expecting the worst. My life is in God's hands and my trust is in Him. Praise the Lord!

Busybody: Well, I never!



Post Office in small town at lunch break

Standing in line, a Busybody, working as a secretary in the office of an Attorney, and in front of her, her Acquaintance from the office.

Acquaintance (to Postal Clerk): I have here a letter which I want stamped REFUSED and returned to sender.

He hands the letter to the Clerk.

Busybody (looking over Acquaintance's shoulder): But that letter is from So-and-So, and it's addressed to you. Shouldn't you at least open it to find out what it's about?

Acquaintance (to Busybody): I know who it's from.

Acquaintance (to Clerk): Please see that it is clearly marked REFUSED.

Busybody: I don't think you should do that, there could be a problem. I don't think she will be happy for you to refuse her letter.

Acquaintance (to Busybody): This letter is addressed to me. I have the right to refuse it if I so choose. And it is not my concern what makes anyone happy.

Busybody (to Clerk): Wait, I don't think this is a good idea. He could lose his job if he returns that letter.

Clerk (to Acquaintance): What do you want me to do?

Acquaintance (to Clerk): I already told you, please stamp the letter REFUSED and return to sender.

Clerk: All right.

Busybody (following Acquaintance out the door of Post Office): I hope you know what you're doing. You know, she has the power to have you fired, and what will you do then? You have a family to support, you need to think of them.

Acquaintance: This does not involve you, it has nothing to do with you. Please mind your own business and leave me to tend to mine.

Busybody: Well, don't say I didn't warn you. And come to think of it, I too could lose my job, have you thought about that?

Acquaintance: Thank the Lord for small blessings.


A restaurant

Busybody takes Daughter to lunch.

Daughter (to Waiter): I'll have a glass of Merlot.

Busybody: It's only noon, and you're drinking wine? I really don't think that's a good idea.

Daughter: I'm a grown woman, Mother.

Busybody: But you need to listen to me, I'm your mother. I know what's best for you. Remember that time at the country club? I had to pick you up when you had too much to drink. I was mortified at what our friends must have thought!

Daughter: Mother, that was twenty years ago. I was 22 years old, and home from college.

Busybody: Well, okay, but you know I worry, dear.

The waiter brings the drinks, a glass of wine for the Daughter and iced tea for the Busybody.

Daughter (raising her glass in a toast): Cheers!

Busybody: If you say so.


A Welfare Check

A Busybody calls a Friend, whom she has not heard from in some time. She gets the voice mail and leaves a message.

Busybody: Just checking in. I haven't heard from you since November. Please give me a call.

Next day, she makes another call. No answer, and she leaves another message. This goes on for the next week, but still no answer.

The Busybody then sends an e-mail to a Relative of her Friend.

Busybody (to Relative): I am trying to contact Bill. I keep calling but he doesn't answer. Have you heard from him?

Relative (to Busybody): No, I haven't heard from him recently.

Busybody (to Relative): Do you know where he is?

Relative (to Busybody): I haven't spoken to him in awhile, so no, I have no idea.

Busybody (to Relative): I think we should call for a welfare check, what do you think?

Relative (to Busybody): There is no reason to do that, and I'm sure he would not appreciate it. He is a very private person.

Days pass, her calls to Bill are not answered or returned, and the Busybody decides that despite the warning from Bill's Relative, she must take action. Bill could be in trouble!

She calls the local police in the town where Bill lives and reports that he may be “missing”, or something may have happened to him.

As it happens, Bill has been on a trip for professional business. He arrives home to find two police cars waiting outside his house.

Bill (to Police): What's going on here?

Police (to Bill): Why don't you tell us. Your friend called and reported that you might be missing. She wanted a welfare check.

Bill (to Police): That is ridiculous. That woman needs to learn to mind her own business. There is no problem here. I have not been missing. I just got home from the airport.

Police (to Bill): Do you mind if we just come in and take a look around? Just to be sure there is no problem here.

Bill (to Police): No, there is no need for that. I'm sorry you wasted your time coming out here. If you'll excuse me, I have work to do.

Police (to Bill): What kind of work would that be, Sir?

Bill (to Police): I'm self-employed and there is no need to discuss my work with you.

Police (to Bill): Do you have any weapons on your person?

Bill (to Police): You have no right to ask that. There is no probable cause. I have committed no crime, nor do I have any such intention.

Police (to Bill): Well, we just need to check. Your friend was very concerned about you.

Bill (to Police): Please call your supervisor, or I will call the Watch Commander. This is a violation of my rights.

Police (to Bill): We can settle this right here. Put your hands on your head.

Bill (to Police): This is outrageous! I'll call my attorney right now.

Police (to Bill): That won't be necessary. If you've done nothing wrong, what do you have to hide? Hands on your head! Now!

Bill (to Police): What the hell is wrong with you people? I am a law-abiding citizen. I have no criminal record.

Police (to Bill): Prove it! You are resisting arrest.

Bill (to Police): Why would you arrest me? What is your probable cause? What is the charge?

Police do not answer.

Bill puts his hands on his head. The Police frisk him. They find no weapon.

Bill (to Police): Are you satisfied now? Am I free to go about my business?

Police (to Bill): We just needed to make sure you are not armed. Have a nice day.

Two weeks later, after spending $5,000 to hire counsel to file a lawsuit against the Police for harassment and violations of his rights, Bill runs into his “friend”, the Busybody, at the grocery store.

Busybody: Bill! So glad to see you! I've been so worried about you! Where have you been?

Bill reaches into his pocket, pulling out a voucher from his attorney.

Bill: You just cost me at least $5,000 to hire an attorney to sue the police who accosted me, searched me and harassed me at my home.

Busybody: Oh, I'm so sorry. I was only trying to help.

Bill: I don't want or need your kind of “help”. Don't ever contact me again. Just mind your own damned business and leave me alone!

Busybody (to Bill as he walks away...): Bill, wait! My cousin is the Chief of Police. I could put in a good word for you...



Barbara Hartwell

August 14, 2022



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