These emails were from a few weeks before I left Alaska due to people following, harassing and trying to provoke me. I knew nothing about gangstalking/ government harassment programs then and assumed it was all about security for the Arctic Conference to be held the end of August in 2015.
Mr. Rivera is now on the city council, at the time of this email he was a constituent aid for Mayor Berkowitz. Felix Rivera was always kind and helpful, tried to treat everyone equally and has nothing to do with the gangstalking. He was just the contact person and manned the desk in the mayor's office.
Text of this very long email to follow. It was a horror story and so was the Interfaith Sanctuary in Boise Idaho where I was gangstalked by particular individuals I call their propaganda spokesmodels, including staff. I now have understanding of what was going on and am even more horrified now that my country uses criminal Constitution and law violating tactics against innocent people because they are ethical whistleblower, journalist types, to attack political opposition, go after activists, for someone powerful or corporations that are trying to destroy someone.
This is just a screen shot of the top of the email, the whole thing is below it.
FB August 8th 2015:
Happy Birthday to me from BFS:
OMFG! Last night I was reluctant to even go to the shelter considering what happened last Friday night and the rest of the week, Patrick leaving us outside for an hour. Who could think this situation was not the worst that could happen. We were all lucky because no Spice was smoked out there. At least I am better at detecting it now. Here is BFS where all these people with a history of trauma are accumulated and the place is filled with people who traumatize them more intentionally. So major PTSD trigger just going to the building and then the risk of exposure to Spice smoke which has already made me very ill. Pretty unsafe in so many ways.
Arrived from bus 45 ingoing aka the bus to hell at about 8:30 PM. Shortly after that the 45 outgoing bus dropped off only one person, an elderly woman who just like myself has to bring all of her things with her and she has a crutch, a limp and other health issues. When I walked to the entrance a woman said she had already been waiting but who could imagine that her whole wait time would end up being two hours. She had a walker and her friend walked up, they talked, she did not appear to be intoxicated. They make people with a certain level of intoxication, which is purely subjective on their part wait outside until the alcohol wears off some. One of them said she was thankful she did not have to stay there last night. People come to shower and eat, then leave. Those two finally just left.
I stood there from 8:30 PM until 9:37 PM talking mainly to a psychotic woman who was making angry comments about a man who was playing a game on his tablet that he was listening to the radio etc. There was at least entertainment. I said no he is not, he is playing a game and she argued with me. She told me I should go to Wasilla and I said no thanks there are too many Palins there. Then she said Sarah Palin was very honest and wonderful and all about some negative demon that lives in her head, so she has to stay positive. I kept saying no Sarah Palin was corrupt. She said those evil bloggers ran SP off and I just laughed and laughed and laughed and said, "Those evil bloggers", "Those bastards", "Who could imagine such people." I almost hurt myself laughing and none of them knew why. I still can't stop laughing about it. Then told her there were lots of reasons she quit, but psychopaths always quit in the middle of everything and they were never doing their job to begin with. They are in a position of power for other purposes than the work at hand. You know like getting a kick out of torturing people at a homeless shelter. She went on about how wonderful the Palin family was. I mentioned that the abstinence queen was pregnant out of wedlock again by yet another man. She became quite indignant, "That is their business." I explained no one would have cared except for the hypocrisy of getting paid $250,000 to teach abstinence while humping everything that comes along and really how many times has she been pregnant? It went like that for a while. I thought better than bringing up the Sarah Palin faked pregnancy wild ride story. The woman keeps saying sex offenders are working at the shelter and that Patrick is a sex offender. I say no as screwed up as they are they would not hire a sex offender, but psychopaths are A-OK. Then the evil-bitch-woman in me came out and I said, but Sarah Palin is a sex offender, she sexted my friend's 17 year old son causing all kinds of problems including having him and his father imprisoned for telephone harassment of her scumbag lawyers, you know because the lawyers never harass people or set up scenarios to make them angry so they can use that to have them arrested for their overlords. The Secret Service has copies of the text messages, another FUBARed agency. Then some guy got tired of her and said she probably did not even vote and she said, "I voted for McGovern." This guy is like, there have been a few elections since then. LOL. Then she said something about felons not being able to vote. I said, yes they can. Then got, no they can't. She goes, well I don't know, I'm not a felon. I say, I am a felon and I vote. Another woman looks at me shocked. Then I say, yes I am the most dangerous criminal in Alaska and everyone laughs. Then I tell a short version of the story and the wrongful arrest and imprisonment in retaliation for filing an appeal, how I wrote about the DOC killing people and all the rest with the state government and news media completely ignoring me.
Impaired people were talking about the shelter being filled with black mold and that is why everyone has lung infections. I ask where it is and get no response because I would have noticed any in any area that is opened to visual access. There is tiny spot of mold on some tile in the women's bathroom, probably mildew. Stachybotrys is very toxic and makes people really sick so I want to see this mold, but assume they are speculating. After we got in I asked them where is the mold and they said in the vents. "How do you know?" No good answer it is just an assumption based on them never cleaning the vents. I actually had noticed the vents were not being cleaned myself the other day, but hell I reported the toilet seats slide sideways and a latch is missing from the third door in the women's bathroom weeks ago and nada. This does not mean there is mold of any kind in the vents and they are all freaked out about something people on drugs are making up. The reason people have lung infections is...HELLO...they smoke their asses off, cigarettes, Spice, Pot etc., they are all packed together in a place where hygiene is horrid, the place is filled with toxic chemicals and idiots spray aerosol everywhere and those in charge do not facilitate hand washing etc. and there is poor nutrition, people spit all over and lack of health care. It is possible the vents are filled with mold, but there is no evidence other than respiratory and allergy symptoms and that could be secondary to many things. The main perp in this story is a woman who incoherently goes on and on about being on the transition team for the mayor and on and on trapping me several times repeating the same crazy crap over and over. She doesn't make any sense. They get angry when I say they have no proof of any mold and what makes them think if there was mold it is even black. It's just nuts between the staff and the "clients." Yes they should check the place for mold, but no tangible evidence exists other than a tiny patch right now and one I once saw in the shower room that was cleaned off and that was a while back. This would be expected to occur. I'm having rather severe allergy and chemical sensitivity symptoms with excoriated nares and nose bleeds, but I think it is the chemicals including the episodes from Lysol Woman that were allowed at both BFS and the Gospel Rescue Mission. The mats we sleep on have toxic chemicals on them, this is why most shelters have two blankets, one to separate the person from the mat. But at BFS they generally have no blankets FFS.
By then there were lots of us. People were angry and yelling before that. I called Lisa Acquino's voice mail and just let people yell at her into the phone, “I have cancer and I have a lot of pain", etc. At 9:45 PM I went through the security check area. My suitcase is checked in at night so it is not in the way and because it is nearly impossible to find a mat where it would fit and also be secure. People put their things in the walking areas so it is actually not even safe to go to the bathroom, I have nearly fallen many times and fear I could fall on a frail person. Staff doesn't clue in at all. I am dizzy to begin with and uncoordinated, also people with ME/cfs have proprioceptor issues, I am surprised that I don't fall, but I try very hard not to. I am not the only person with this problem there are many who have balance issues which is very common in older people. Before I check in the suitcase I usually go shower or at least wash up. Nothing could be done at all. I had brushed my teeth and flossed before I got there. Every night a mentally ill woman gets all of her crap out and spreads it all over the sink counters making a hell of a mess. Then there is backpack soaker #2 who stands and stares at herself in the mirror for long periods, gets in the hand held shower for up to 1.5 hours spraying water all over the place, women puking from Spice, pregnancy and Providence Gruel. And a fun time was had by all.
Last week the person who was working the customer service area when Patrick made us stay out past the time it closed is intelligent, not chemically impaired and also a nice person, he kept it open for us thwarting part of Patrick's plan, so I immediately checked the suitcase in so that guy could go to bed, no shower. Patrick could have found someone to open it last night by offering them something in exchange but there are people who would do it just to be nice too. The lady who worked there last night was in bed when I stopped to tell the women in the dorm what had gone one. She said she would ask him if she could open customer service back up. I told her that may result in her getting into trouble. She is a nice person too and does extra things for people, saving things they get for someone who is having a bad day thinking it might cheer them up, body shampoo, a razor, a small unexpected gift. They have all these crappy towels, she tries to find the nicest ones she can for the women.
Patrick wanted to create a scenario where someone probably me, he hoped would blow up and he could create drama, bully, threaten, call APD, etc. I know exactly what he is and tell people not to react to just write it up or he will escalate it and throw them out, don't act out, that is what he wants so he can throw you out. They love the drama of those incidents, Colt and Patrick would go outside looking for people, usually Native to harass so they would get angry and do something they could call the APD and have them arrested for. Since I know what the evil bastard is up to I simply asked why he left us out there for over an hour and now where am I supposed to sleep with that suitcase since he left us outside until customer service closed. He did this evil glare that he has and told me to just come in. Patrick has this evil glare and I have what my old boss at the blood bank called the Celia look. So we have had many glaring contests. I call it looking into the eyes of evil. That evil is in a position of power over vulnerable people and Catholic Social Services and the archbishop need to be accountable for that.
This repeat of last week is when I realized that Patrick like Colt is a psychopath, he lacks empathy and compassion, he sets up scenarios to intentionally cause people to get angry and blow up and he is sadistic. Patrick and Colt worked together a long time perfecting these evil actions and harming large numbers of people. I told him as I walked in what he did leaving us outside that long was sadistic. He is a psychopath, he could care less and that kind of comment means retaliation will come. It did.
I left Lisa Acquino I think, eight voice mails last night. Then myself and other women waited for them to put down more mats. I stood with my suitcase and backpack. The group-w benches were there but when Patrick and Colt do their bullying they would tell me I could not sit on them due to the people who are eating the Providence Gruel needing to sit there, then other times be angry that I was not sitting on it. That is how bullying works. Really do people who house a large number of alcoholics not know there is a subset who are sociopaths and hiring practices should involve some kind of screening? Then when they begin being cruel and torture people one might think firing them is appropriate, but at Catholic Social Service they just hang onto them.
When they finally put down more mats after 10 PM it was in the hallway of cigarette smoke. I am highly allergic, but no one should be exposed to second hand smoke. There are also people who walk by there talking etc. so you can't sleep when the smoking area is opened anyway. As I found out confused people keep trying to go out and smoke even when it is closed, toxic brains. By then I was having runs of tachycardia and feeling really, really sick and of course I was exhausted. I have not gotten over the Spice poisonings. After putting newspaper on the floor me and my backpack sat down on the cement floor. There is a guy who just lay down on the cement to sleep right there as well and I found out later it is because he leaves for work at 1 AM so doesn't bother with a mat.
A nice lady asked me why I did not take on of the mats in the hall of cigarette smoke. When I told her I was highly allergic she said they lock the cigarette area at 11 and don't open it until we get up. So I waited until 11 PM and wiped down the mat that was open. It smelled like pee, so I wiped it more and remember I have impaired smell, so it had to be strong. I think the pee was inside, the row of disabled men has lots of peeing on mats and other places. Urine is sterile but contains toxins, most of those pee-ers are on meds too that would be in the urine. So finally I think well I won't be able to get a blanket, I'll be cold but it will give me a pee barrier so I'll ask for a sheet. I asked for one and was told there were no more, none at all. The census is low and they don't even have a fucking sheet. Later when the two monitors who were putting their hands all over each other while on duty, etc. went to bed they had linens. They let people steal the blankets and burn them in the dryers, they have smoke coming off them when they put them in the bin. I am not making this up, it is all true and there are a large number of witnesses.
So now I go over where that guy is sleeping on the cement, put down newspaper, put on my winter jacket, put my windbreaker in a pillowcase to use as a pillow and lay down on the cement floor. It was not too long before I was shivering. I would have been shivering on a mat without a blanket too. They have these air blowers that blow cold air all night. I'm hypothyroid and have I.C. and ME/cfs which both cause chills. When others are hot I'm cold. Hashimotos can be hyperthyroid or hypothyroid, when I was in Nome it was hyperthyroid and when others were cold I was warm and toasty. I just had no idea why due to lack of proper lab work ordering.
Night shift comes on at about 12:30 PM. I am on the cement floor. BTW when I lay down I said to the guy already sleeping on the floor, you and I are going to be sleeping together tonight, LOL. He said, just don't snore and I said OK as long as you don't start farting. Then not too long after that this sweet tennis playing Aspie man moves his mat across from us out of the men's area. It could have been the autistic intolerance to noise or the fact that people like to bully him. So one of the night people comes in and looks at us all like WTF and I just shake my head. Then Anthony talks to Cambria who is in charge clearly about the situation. I am sure Patrick told them some false story about what went on. So while I was laying there someone put another mat in the hall of cigarette smoke that did not smell like pee, but I did not know and it was in a second outer row which would make my suitcase a hindrance to W/Cs, walkers and ambulators. But Cambria said just put it against the wall across from the mat as the smoking area is closed, but as I found out confused people still tried to go out there. One ran his W/C over my shoe as I was trying to get up. Then because he was having trouble he got a woman with some intellectual issues to push him and she ran over someone's foot and rammed someone and people are crabby around there early in the morning. It is hard to be in a W/C in such a crowded place, especially with paralysis or something that makes maneuvering difficult. They have nowhere to really even park sometimes, hell sometimes ambulatory people hardly have a place to stand.
I wiped down that mat which was much cleaner than the other one and looked around at the other women. Not a damn one of them had a blanket or sheet. I have on my winter jacket, but I am freezing. Cambria said she was looking around for blankets and sheets. I did not expect any to be found. I went to take an I.C. pee and when I came back a unusual coverlet was on my mat. I had to sleep directly on the mat which is cleaned with toxic chemicals, but I was warm. So Cambria was compassionate. I asked her where in the hell do they find employees in reference to Colt and Patrick. She said she was a kindergarten teacher. My brain can't even comprehend that and I just couldn't even respond. So I slept from probably 1:45 AM and was awakened a couple times until they woke us at 6 AM (weekdays 5 AM, weekends 6 AM) I gave Cambria the coverlet as it clearly did not belong in the regular wash.
I was facing the smoking area which is on the other side of a glass door with a glass wall on the other side. Right up against the glass on the outside was a person lying on the ground with their walker parked right next to them. On the left was a small person curled up on the ground. This scenario after what had already happened made me really sad, but I was so exhausted I could not even cry. I am so angry at how people are treated in this city and state.
I mentioned I left Lisa Acquino 8 voice mails, well now it's 9. She tells me the problems will be taken care of over and over, she lies. Who is in control of BFS? No one, but psychopaths and bullies and that is why we call it BSS for Bull Shit Shelter.
I saw my friend Chris standing inside looking out at us last night and was glad he did not get aggressive trying to get them to let us in because he would just get harmed himself. That last false sanction he found out contained a lie told by the supervisor. She was trained by Colt.
People will probably wonder why the other staff do not do anything about the psychopaths harming people or why do the client monitors do not say anything. Well some of them have some intellectual issues, are co-dependent which causes issues in this kind of situation and some have personality disorders but those of us familiar with mobbing scenarios such as workplace bullying know why. They are afraid if they go against the bully they will be the next target, they may like the position they are in and do not want to lose it also. At BFS there is the added factor of people who were never in a position of power who don't understand what abusing it is. They do not know right from wrong or understand rights and they just go along to get along. I doubt many of them even go to higher ups to report the abuse.
I had conversations with monitors who are actually clients such as being told they are really good to us. I said that is not true. When I complained that customer service was closed due to us being kept outside more than an hour he said, "First of all customer service closed at 9 PM." "No it closes at 9:30", I said. He kept on about 9 PM and I kept trying to orient him to reality, “I wait every night with my suitcase for them to put mats down so I don't have to carry my stuff around, it has to be checked in by 9:30 PM." The people back there get my paperwork and label all ready early due to me turning it in at the last minute. This guy is a monitor but has no idea how things even work at the shelter. But let's say customer service did close at his wrong time of 9 PM, we got there at 8:30 PM, we would have had enough time to check our stuff in. These kinds of constant crazy conversations with people at the shelter are getting really old. "No that is not true" should be on a tee shirt for me to put on when I come in every day. Then they participated in bullying me showing who they are.
*Remember discrimination based on disability this AM.
When they put out the senior/disabled chairs this morning the guy yelled that chairs were only for canes, crutches etc. I stated loudly that was discrimination based on disability. He said they needed them more and I said there are other disabilities that need chairs without gear and many of those people don't need that stuff they just have it to avoid the ignorance. Told them I am going to the Human Rights Commission which I will but they will have some excuse why they can't deal with non-profits, what-cha-wana-bet. They discriminate and create classes within the shelter, it is so sick.
Last week I told Lisa Acquino I am going to sue them. I called Providence Hospital and asked why I have not been contacted about the results of having the crazy diagnosis removed from my records. She said it was done, but she does not known the results. I told her my records have so many fraudulent entries, misdiagnoses etc. that there is not enough paper to file to have it all removed and if I did there wouldn't be anything left and that is the absolute truth. It is so hard to believe, "normal rhythm", but I was not on a monitor, no blood in my urine she never saw my urine nor was a UA done so how the hell did she know, I have I.C. there is always blood, but it is not significant, leaving out the main reason for the ER visit and most of the symptoms, a symptom for a diagnosis, the nurse that did a great deal of the falsification of my records chasing me down the hall and accusing me of stealing hand gel, putting what Colt said in the records, that crazy ass LPC who told me to get a job at Walmart and on and on. Alaska is a really fucked up place.
So this is what I got for my birthday, severe abuse which is actually a kind of domestic violence. Patrick should have been fired long ago.
August 9th 2015:
I was in a state yesterday due to the abuse the night before from a cunt
named Patrick, one of Catholic Social Services’ sociopaths. Apparently I
still am if I’m using the C-word. Last night I went back to the shelter
earlier hoping to avoid the long wait and crazy, perhaps there would
still be blankets. There is also a woman who brings soup on Saturday
evening which I will eat, it’s the only thing they ever have I will
touch besides coffee. So waiting with a bunch of other people for a long
time again. The soup lady shows up with her van, unloads the soup, it
gets served. People are wondering if we will get in on time, I say nope
they are doing the same thing as Patrick and that means this waiting for
long periods is coming from higher ups. I have long suspected that Lisa
Caldiera has some pathology and they did take the Inhouse program from
her due to favoritism and retaliation just to give you a clue, she is
the mis-director of the shelter. She refuses to meet with me because
people like her do not function in the truth, there is no way she could
win an argument with me. Also I write incident reports saying she should
be fired, burn in hell, what the hell is wrong with you, that she and
others are disgusting, etc. By the time we got in the shelter the soup
lady was packing up. While we waited Anthony was sitting there eating
soup. I’m not starving, but some of the people who were waiting had not
eaten in quite a while. Isn’t feeding people dinner supposed to be part
of the fucked up mission of Bull Shit Shelter? The two people who were
on are not bullies, but they work in a system designed to bully, to
discriminate against women, to discriminate against certain types of
disabilities and that does not give one shit about the homeless. Since
they don’t give one shit obviously why in hell are they running the
shelter?
As I came in I said to the guy checking us in, James that obviously this abuse of leaving us outside is not just Patrick it is clearly a policy coming from higher ups. That I came in early to eat soup etc., that some of the people waiting were very hungry and yes there would still be Providence Gruel later, but it will not be hot nor even safe to eat and we stood there while they gave out the soup, staff ate some and were let in as the soup lady was getting ready to leave. No response, but James is a very quiet man.
I got a mat in the library. Only the library which is about 17 mats was down at this point. I was told there were not any blankets, they were all put in the library and they would put more out later. I went to look and there were 3 blankets in there. So I go to ask Anthony, paid staff WTH!? Where are the blankets? He was confused and had no idea. The monitor who was on is a huge problem and a sick game player, so I believe this was a bullying tactic against me. I had a sheet and they now call sheets blankets at BFS, pretending is what they do best and telling lies to agencies and news media is part of that. They even serve pretend soup which is why we all love the soup lady. I got a bottom sheet, they use anything and everything.
Then I managed to take a shower without incident, it was a birthday miracle. We discussed the fact that the shelter is deteriorating and getting more and more insane. They hired a new program manager who was at Beans Café where they treat people like garbage, so I imagine she is creating this chaos but who knows which level of hell it is coming from. All Catholic Social Services is capable of is fucking things up more when people complain, but mostly they ignore the complaints. They took people off the inhouse program yesterday and some were very upset and crying. It’s constant abuse and chaos. Of course I do not know the whole stories or both sides, but the place is run by lack of rules, so if people don’t follow the rules that is actually how things are done. That means they don’t know what the hell to do. I follow the rules, but today I am going to break a general homeless shelter rule and go buy my own fucking blanket. What the hell else can I do?
Lisa Caldeira and Lisa Acquino have known about the problem with the blankets for a long time. No action has been taken. They make people sign in and out towels, but not blankets. The blankets are taken out of the shelter in large amounts, they even stand there and watch people leave with them. That is not the only problem, it is clear they are being horded by some people and handed out using favoritism. It isn’t that they actually ran out of blankets it is that they withheld them last night. Who did that? And why were the two supervisors not aware of what went on? Who the hell is in charge? Those who get a little power do inappropriate things and get away with it over and over and over.
Having been told there were no blankets I found it odd that a woman showed up with one. I asked her where she got it and she said her friend gave it to her, “you have to know someone to get a blanket.” Really? So I go tell this to Anthony who is really busy and has already said he will try to figure out what happened to the blankets. When I tried to talk to the supervisors they had a caution tape in front of the desk I had to stand behind and then a monitor screamed at me to get behind the yellow line. I pointed at the caution tape and said I was behind it. No he meant another yellow line getting me completely away from the desk. That is how they treat people. He asked me who she was and I said I don’t know her name, but it’s that really obnoxious one. He knew who I was talking about. She use to hang around the desk bothering him and eating snacks all over the place so while I was in the shower room and did not see everything I doubt he asked her about the blanket she got. I said to him, this place is being operated like a prison, there are underground systems being operated. Who is in charge of this place? I called Lisa Acquino and left her a message about this and of course she will not do a damn thing about it, but make some inane statement or lie. I was not having chills last night and it was pretty warm so I was fine. Others were not. They ran out of sheets again and many women had to sleep directly on the toxic, filthy mats with no covers. I can’t begin to describe how angry I am. It is always the women, always the later women. Even someone in the library did not get a sheet, the itchy feet caused by witches lady. She tries to sleep next to me every night because I don’t get upset by all of her plastic covered stuff she has to get in place. I felt really bad about here not getting a sheet but there is nothing I could do. She BTW was the only one in the front area even concerned about me the night I went to the ER.
Brother Francis Shelter is an emergency situation. The governor needs to declare it a disaster, the people need to be removed to a safe area and then they need to call in a demolition crew to blow the fucker up. Every administration person needs to be fired. Anthony, James, Cambria and the older lady on nights are just caught in a sick, sick, bullying system of complete and utter bullshit that has been allowed to fester until pus is oozing from every crack. They have all done wrong things because they are required to, it is SOP due to idiots and assholes running the place. Patrick is a psychopath. The Archbishop needs to be removed from his position and take the evil bitchwoman who answers his phone with him.
Word is the only reason Colt was fired was the staff was revolting and refusing to work with him. So fuck Lisa Acquino and her lies, she doesn’t give a damn about the homeless people in Anchorage. Oh the acting, they should all be nominated for Academy Awards.
A reliable source said staff told him last night we are being held outside between 7:30 PM and 9PM so they can supervise the chores getting done. There are two of them and they generally sit in chairs at the desk chatting, eating, laughing. OK whoever made that decision has not informed the clients and it is clearly inappropriate, abusive and demonstrates who those running the shelter are. There are two of them there is no reason they can’t check people in and supervise chores. Really, this is how they think people should be treated. They serve the Providence Gruel for the regular people at 8 PM, there is a cast system at Bull Shit Shelter. If they need staff to supervise the chores they need to hire one, not abuse homeless people. Assholes.
As I came in I said to the guy checking us in, James that obviously this abuse of leaving us outside is not just Patrick it is clearly a policy coming from higher ups. That I came in early to eat soup etc., that some of the people waiting were very hungry and yes there would still be Providence Gruel later, but it will not be hot nor even safe to eat and we stood there while they gave out the soup, staff ate some and were let in as the soup lady was getting ready to leave. No response, but James is a very quiet man.
I got a mat in the library. Only the library which is about 17 mats was down at this point. I was told there were not any blankets, they were all put in the library and they would put more out later. I went to look and there were 3 blankets in there. So I go to ask Anthony, paid staff WTH!? Where are the blankets? He was confused and had no idea. The monitor who was on is a huge problem and a sick game player, so I believe this was a bullying tactic against me. I had a sheet and they now call sheets blankets at BFS, pretending is what they do best and telling lies to agencies and news media is part of that. They even serve pretend soup which is why we all love the soup lady. I got a bottom sheet, they use anything and everything.
Then I managed to take a shower without incident, it was a birthday miracle. We discussed the fact that the shelter is deteriorating and getting more and more insane. They hired a new program manager who was at Beans Café where they treat people like garbage, so I imagine she is creating this chaos but who knows which level of hell it is coming from. All Catholic Social Services is capable of is fucking things up more when people complain, but mostly they ignore the complaints. They took people off the inhouse program yesterday and some were very upset and crying. It’s constant abuse and chaos. Of course I do not know the whole stories or both sides, but the place is run by lack of rules, so if people don’t follow the rules that is actually how things are done. That means they don’t know what the hell to do. I follow the rules, but today I am going to break a general homeless shelter rule and go buy my own fucking blanket. What the hell else can I do?
Lisa Caldeira and Lisa Acquino have known about the problem with the blankets for a long time. No action has been taken. They make people sign in and out towels, but not blankets. The blankets are taken out of the shelter in large amounts, they even stand there and watch people leave with them. That is not the only problem, it is clear they are being horded by some people and handed out using favoritism. It isn’t that they actually ran out of blankets it is that they withheld them last night. Who did that? And why were the two supervisors not aware of what went on? Who the hell is in charge? Those who get a little power do inappropriate things and get away with it over and over and over.
Having been told there were no blankets I found it odd that a woman showed up with one. I asked her where she got it and she said her friend gave it to her, “you have to know someone to get a blanket.” Really? So I go tell this to Anthony who is really busy and has already said he will try to figure out what happened to the blankets. When I tried to talk to the supervisors they had a caution tape in front of the desk I had to stand behind and then a monitor screamed at me to get behind the yellow line. I pointed at the caution tape and said I was behind it. No he meant another yellow line getting me completely away from the desk. That is how they treat people. He asked me who she was and I said I don’t know her name, but it’s that really obnoxious one. He knew who I was talking about. She use to hang around the desk bothering him and eating snacks all over the place so while I was in the shower room and did not see everything I doubt he asked her about the blanket she got. I said to him, this place is being operated like a prison, there are underground systems being operated. Who is in charge of this place? I called Lisa Acquino and left her a message about this and of course she will not do a damn thing about it, but make some inane statement or lie. I was not having chills last night and it was pretty warm so I was fine. Others were not. They ran out of sheets again and many women had to sleep directly on the toxic, filthy mats with no covers. I can’t begin to describe how angry I am. It is always the women, always the later women. Even someone in the library did not get a sheet, the itchy feet caused by witches lady. She tries to sleep next to me every night because I don’t get upset by all of her plastic covered stuff she has to get in place. I felt really bad about here not getting a sheet but there is nothing I could do. She BTW was the only one in the front area even concerned about me the night I went to the ER.
Brother Francis Shelter is an emergency situation. The governor needs to declare it a disaster, the people need to be removed to a safe area and then they need to call in a demolition crew to blow the fucker up. Every administration person needs to be fired. Anthony, James, Cambria and the older lady on nights are just caught in a sick, sick, bullying system of complete and utter bullshit that has been allowed to fester until pus is oozing from every crack. They have all done wrong things because they are required to, it is SOP due to idiots and assholes running the place. Patrick is a psychopath. The Archbishop needs to be removed from his position and take the evil bitchwoman who answers his phone with him.
Word is the only reason Colt was fired was the staff was revolting and refusing to work with him. So fuck Lisa Acquino and her lies, she doesn’t give a damn about the homeless people in Anchorage. Oh the acting, they should all be nominated for Academy Awards.
A reliable source said staff told him last night we are being held outside between 7:30 PM and 9PM so they can supervise the chores getting done. There are two of them and they generally sit in chairs at the desk chatting, eating, laughing. OK whoever made that decision has not informed the clients and it is clearly inappropriate, abusive and demonstrates who those running the shelter are. There are two of them there is no reason they can’t check people in and supervise chores. Really, this is how they think people should be treated. They serve the Providence Gruel for the regular people at 8 PM, there is a cast system at Bull Shit Shelter. If they need staff to supervise the chores they need to hire one, not abuse homeless people. Assholes.
This morning August 10th 2015:
From last night:
Spent some time looking for a blanket that would fit in my suitcase, mostly they have those fluffy ones and to use as a cover on the mat and then enough to go over me it has to be at least double size. So they don’t fit. It is not good to bring your own blanket to a shelter for lots of reasons, but really sick of the shit and they run out.
It is Sunday so the buses do not run very late, that means going back to the shelter early and it is raining so walking would suck with the backpack and suitcase. I requested a blanket right after arriving and was told they are locking up blankets. She tells me they are stealing them so they are locked up. Really? They have known this was going on for a very long time and I informed Lisa Acquino a long time ago, well actually more than once and I tell people all over the place about it. People just walked in the little storage room and grabbed them or stuck them in their bags or backpacks and walked out, employees were standing there when it happened sometimes. Specific cases were reported with no action. There were women who had three blankets on their mats. They did nothing. So they allowed the situation we have now, a blanket shortage and even a sheet shortage and women are going without either having to sleep on the bare mats. I am so angry about how thing are done here in hell, is Satan on vacation, he needs to straighten out his demons.
When I told Amber after she said they were locking them up that they are putting the blanket in their bags and walking out I meant once they are given out there is no check and balance in place to make sure they stay in the shelter. In other words just because they are locked up does not mean they will not be stolen. I got a snarky remark, “Thanks for telling me I would have never figured that out.” Well just like killing people at the DOC, drunken public defenders, lying prosecutors, horrible health care and on and on no one is listening until the situation becomes extremely grave. They let them steal the blankets knowing it was happening. Why? They all allowed this to happen while myself and there had to be others told you about the problem.
So after 7 PM I asked again and actually got one and they were locked up. Remember when I was asking for them in the past-begging for blankets- and told I had to wait, be patient over and over while others just went in the back an took them. I would tell Colt or Patrick there were elderly women saying they were cold with no blankets in the library and a mentally ill woman crying because she was sure they were not giving us blankets that night. Then they would pass out blankets and sheets as they put out the other mats and make us wait until last, because psychopath is as psychopath does. I told Lisa Acquino people were just going and getting them and said I would not go back there myself because it was the wrong thing to do. People kept telling me to just go get one. Instead I practiced begging for blankets to force them to do what they should. Now I know that is impossible. Brother Francis Shelter needs to be nuked from space and a new shelter built. The Archbishop needs to be run out of town on a rail and let’s not forget the tar and feathers.
So my friend Chris offered to put the blanket in his locker. I said, is it clean or is it a man-locker? He said it was clean and it did not look to bad. As it turned out blankets are not allowed in lockers, but the lockers are full of them and have been a long time. The rules only apply to certain people. The people with lockers belong to upper caste here at BFS, apparently the Catholics are big believers in maintaining a caste system. Those in the upper caste believe they should be very comfortable so they snatch up all the blankets and other things. Disabled, the mentally ill and seniors can suck it. Apparently locker owners are not supposed to put someone else’s stuff in their locker. I did not know those were the rules, if I did the blanket would not have gone in the locker. Since people put other people’s things in their lockers all the time why would I think it was a problem? I told her we did not put it in there to steal it. I just have all this stuff so it’s hard to hang onto it all and I needed to shower which never happened, but I tried. I told her if I had known these were the rules I would not have put it in there. Anyone who knows me knows have I personality characteristics which cause me to always attempt to do the right thing. I attempt to and yes sometimes doing the right thing is against the rules, especially in hell but trying to keep the blankets from being stolen…finally…is something I agree with. But BFS always regresses it will not last long. Amber would have never noticed, someone told her. Probably a someone who breaks rules intentionally and wants to cause trouble for Chris or I. Chris BTW has been a Zimbardo hero, going to the desk when they make us stay outside and trying to get them to let us in at risk to himself. He was retaliated against and lied about.
So the good thing about coming back early is I can watch what happens between 7:30 PM and 9 PM. That is one crazy policy.
This morning sitting in the senior/disabled area:
Well between 7:30 PM and 9 PM they let people in often even in small groups not too long after they had arrived. Why did I and others have to stand outside for an hour and then over an hour. What was the difference? Why are people treated like that any day? My peripheral neuropathy is now quite severe between that and the cleaning chemical exposure. Thanks assholes.
They have removed all these women who were in an upper caste program so they have to sleep out here with us lower caste people. Oh the drama! They have chore programs here and disabled and elderly are separated into a lower caste system. The upper class get the beds in the back, more privileges, can stay in the shelter more during the day, some get to eat earlier than everyone else. The elderly and those with physical disabilities have to get on the floor on a mat. You get the picture. I have mentioned the clique in the back and not being able to even talk to a case manager over a long period of time about their “programs.” I would rather be in the lower class than exposed to female cliques, who has time for that kind of bullshit oh and the bedbugs and all their shit pilled all over the place. No thanks.
Last night I tried to shower 4 times, waited around with my crap and then tried again. Then they put mats down and I got one in the library and then waited for them to clean the bathroom. I went to check on their progress and found they were not cleaning it and some evicted prima donnas from the back are showering. So I go to ask Amber when they are cleaning the bathroom because I can’t be in there when they spray the chemicals. I wait by the desk. She acknowledges me, I come forward, you know because that is how dogs are treated. Before I can talk she turns to check someone in. Well it’s nice that they are actually checking people in instead of torturing them, but what the hell. Then she ignores me. So I move away to wait for her to get done. Then someone walks right up and she talks to them. I throw my arms in the air and go in to use the toilet, fuck showering. What a wasted large amount of time just trying to take a fucking shower after the wasted time and energy to get a fucking blanket. So I’m sitting on the toilet and I hear the squirt bottles and then the chemical taste in my mouth. I get out as soon as I can. Every time I think I can’t be any more livid they get worse and I am more angry. So today I have a head ache, a horrid taste in my mouth and I’m dizzier than before. Thanks assholes from hell.
Then there was the drama of the evicted prima donnas freaking out about their mats being on the dirty floor. Oh the humanity! Try doing this every day. How could they possibly be expected to sleep among the lower class. This crap and the bedbugs is why I don’t want back there. I don’t know the issues, but doubt they are new whatever they are, but why evict so many of them at one time, it causes problems for those of us in the lower class, we have a hard enough time as it is. Having to deal with the sick staff of BFS who manages the programs and uses their position of power to retaliate and play games is another reason to stay away from their programs. I have been harmed enough by these assholes. Hell just trying to get an extension can be near impossible.
The shelter had a higher census last night due to the rain. When I went in there to pee last night the jail boats were pretty much covered. That is unusual.
When I woke up some woman had stacked the mats of the women who had left already in front of my mat and I had the glass wall on the other side. This is what happens in a shelter that uses people with dementia to do all the work unsupervised.
On 8/3/15 I came to the shelter to meet with a case manager due to having been given a notice I had to. He had no idea why and neither did I. It possibly could have been due to 30 days out coming up and a need for an extension, but who knows. So I was supposed to get on a plane before it was up so we weighed my suitcase instead. That was the day I got exposed to Spice. Then the program manager told me a couple days later she would take care of it, then again I was told the 30 days out BS. I told someone she would not take care of it and she did not. They never ever do what they say. If someone says something is going to happen I expect the opposite. Then I called Brad who said he could extend by our phone conversation and lasti night I’m told the 30 days out BS again. What in the hell? The last time I needed an extension there was a problem and Lisa Caldeira called it a glitch. These are the glitch-iest people on the planet. After the Spice exposure I nearly have a panic attack approaching the gates to hell every day. Why should I have to do that twice?
This morning in the senior and disabled line for chairs an asshole jumped in front of me again as I was going to sit down. They don’t wait in line and then run in to take them as they are being passed out. The monitor was informed that it happened and who it was. Nothing was done. This is a continual problem along with the discrimination based on disability that occurs often including yesterday.
Will be going to the Human Rights Commission again, not that their chief investigator and lie-yer Brooke Browning Alowa will take care of any problems I am involved with. Oh no, don’t get me started…too late. She helped set up my wrongful imprisonment and knew what would happen to my property and cat. Then she sent me an email that said she was tired of hearing about my “frickin cat” because she is evil. This is why she was made a magistrate and then appointed to be chief investigator at the Human Rights Commission. But her emails helped prove the hacking of my email account by Parnell’s administration to protect his and the Wasilla Wendigo’s asses because the Public Pretenders just threw all the paperwork together without even checking it for my FOIA request. I got all kinds of stuff including documents from other people’s cases, pen pal letters and shopping lists. Ass covering email deletion had occurred, but due to their chaos it was not complete and there was other proof. The deletions were probably done by individuals perhaps in a drunken blackout, who could imagine a besotted public defender allowed to perform their main mission, subversion of due process. But then I digressed once again.
I have Interstitial cystitis and needed to pee really bad this morning. Instead I waited in line for a chair and then someone stole one from me, I did get one after that. I am so dizzy from the cleaning chemicals last night and the peripheral neuropathy is so bad I have become very uncoordinated. After all the issues last night I just can’t go back in that bathroom this morning, hope I don’t pee myself on the bus, but then that would just make me fit in better. When I went in the library last night I fell, but it was fortunately next to my mat so no problems occurred and it was forward so I caught myself. I am approaching the symptoms I had in Homer that looked like MS which means my brain lesions have probably expanded. Thanks Obama, LOL. There is no health care and even if there was they would misdiagnose me.
As I left this morning with my bladder pain, my osteoarthritis pain, my headache, my tinnitus, my nausea, my dizziness, the numbness, tingling and pain in my extremities and face due to peripheral neuropathy, my sore throat, my respiratory and sinus symptoms, my heavy backpack and then grabbed the suitcase on my way out as I began yelling, “Leaving hell” several times. Then as I approached the door I yelled, “Approaching the gates of hell”, then “Going through the gates of hell.” LOL Chris came up with “the gates of hell” yesterday.
On the bus out of hell this morning a woman was laughing and texting everything myself and another resident of hell were talking about. I was telling him the leaving hell thing I did, how the prima donnas took over the bathroom and how I have to ask for an extension once again as they can’t do anything they say they will do making me come back to hell and waste my energy and time today. If I am exposed to Spice again…no jury would convict me.
Can’t send any more voice mails to Acquino, wonder who could have filled up her voice mail.
The article in the Dispatch about the video of the murder of Davon Mosley by the DOC has triggered my PTSD even more. The settlement was done so the video would not be released. That allows to DOC to cover up their murders and abuse. I am so pissed as I wrote for years they were killing and torturing people completely ignored. The state of Alaska was on my blog on Sunday, it’s usually just M-F along with federal agencies, stop reading and do something about this third world oligarchy called Alaska.
Spent some time looking for a blanket that would fit in my suitcase, mostly they have those fluffy ones and to use as a cover on the mat and then enough to go over me it has to be at least double size. So they don’t fit. It is not good to bring your own blanket to a shelter for lots of reasons, but really sick of the shit and they run out.
It is Sunday so the buses do not run very late, that means going back to the shelter early and it is raining so walking would suck with the backpack and suitcase. I requested a blanket right after arriving and was told they are locking up blankets. She tells me they are stealing them so they are locked up. Really? They have known this was going on for a very long time and I informed Lisa Acquino a long time ago, well actually more than once and I tell people all over the place about it. People just walked in the little storage room and grabbed them or stuck them in their bags or backpacks and walked out, employees were standing there when it happened sometimes. Specific cases were reported with no action. There were women who had three blankets on their mats. They did nothing. So they allowed the situation we have now, a blanket shortage and even a sheet shortage and women are going without either having to sleep on the bare mats. I am so angry about how thing are done here in hell, is Satan on vacation, he needs to straighten out his demons.
When I told Amber after she said they were locking them up that they are putting the blanket in their bags and walking out I meant once they are given out there is no check and balance in place to make sure they stay in the shelter. In other words just because they are locked up does not mean they will not be stolen. I got a snarky remark, “Thanks for telling me I would have never figured that out.” Well just like killing people at the DOC, drunken public defenders, lying prosecutors, horrible health care and on and on no one is listening until the situation becomes extremely grave. They let them steal the blankets knowing it was happening. Why? They all allowed this to happen while myself and there had to be others told you about the problem.
So after 7 PM I asked again and actually got one and they were locked up. Remember when I was asking for them in the past-begging for blankets- and told I had to wait, be patient over and over while others just went in the back an took them. I would tell Colt or Patrick there were elderly women saying they were cold with no blankets in the library and a mentally ill woman crying because she was sure they were not giving us blankets that night. Then they would pass out blankets and sheets as they put out the other mats and make us wait until last, because psychopath is as psychopath does. I told Lisa Acquino people were just going and getting them and said I would not go back there myself because it was the wrong thing to do. People kept telling me to just go get one. Instead I practiced begging for blankets to force them to do what they should. Now I know that is impossible. Brother Francis Shelter needs to be nuked from space and a new shelter built. The Archbishop needs to be run out of town on a rail and let’s not forget the tar and feathers.
So my friend Chris offered to put the blanket in his locker. I said, is it clean or is it a man-locker? He said it was clean and it did not look to bad. As it turned out blankets are not allowed in lockers, but the lockers are full of them and have been a long time. The rules only apply to certain people. The people with lockers belong to upper caste here at BFS, apparently the Catholics are big believers in maintaining a caste system. Those in the upper caste believe they should be very comfortable so they snatch up all the blankets and other things. Disabled, the mentally ill and seniors can suck it. Apparently locker owners are not supposed to put someone else’s stuff in their locker. I did not know those were the rules, if I did the blanket would not have gone in the locker. Since people put other people’s things in their lockers all the time why would I think it was a problem? I told her we did not put it in there to steal it. I just have all this stuff so it’s hard to hang onto it all and I needed to shower which never happened, but I tried. I told her if I had known these were the rules I would not have put it in there. Anyone who knows me knows have I personality characteristics which cause me to always attempt to do the right thing. I attempt to and yes sometimes doing the right thing is against the rules, especially in hell but trying to keep the blankets from being stolen…finally…is something I agree with. But BFS always regresses it will not last long. Amber would have never noticed, someone told her. Probably a someone who breaks rules intentionally and wants to cause trouble for Chris or I. Chris BTW has been a Zimbardo hero, going to the desk when they make us stay outside and trying to get them to let us in at risk to himself. He was retaliated against and lied about.
So the good thing about coming back early is I can watch what happens between 7:30 PM and 9 PM. That is one crazy policy.
This morning sitting in the senior/disabled area:
Well between 7:30 PM and 9 PM they let people in often even in small groups not too long after they had arrived. Why did I and others have to stand outside for an hour and then over an hour. What was the difference? Why are people treated like that any day? My peripheral neuropathy is now quite severe between that and the cleaning chemical exposure. Thanks assholes.
They have removed all these women who were in an upper caste program so they have to sleep out here with us lower caste people. Oh the drama! They have chore programs here and disabled and elderly are separated into a lower caste system. The upper class get the beds in the back, more privileges, can stay in the shelter more during the day, some get to eat earlier than everyone else. The elderly and those with physical disabilities have to get on the floor on a mat. You get the picture. I have mentioned the clique in the back and not being able to even talk to a case manager over a long period of time about their “programs.” I would rather be in the lower class than exposed to female cliques, who has time for that kind of bullshit oh and the bedbugs and all their shit pilled all over the place. No thanks.
Last night I tried to shower 4 times, waited around with my crap and then tried again. Then they put mats down and I got one in the library and then waited for them to clean the bathroom. I went to check on their progress and found they were not cleaning it and some evicted prima donnas from the back are showering. So I go to ask Amber when they are cleaning the bathroom because I can’t be in there when they spray the chemicals. I wait by the desk. She acknowledges me, I come forward, you know because that is how dogs are treated. Before I can talk she turns to check someone in. Well it’s nice that they are actually checking people in instead of torturing them, but what the hell. Then she ignores me. So I move away to wait for her to get done. Then someone walks right up and she talks to them. I throw my arms in the air and go in to use the toilet, fuck showering. What a wasted large amount of time just trying to take a fucking shower after the wasted time and energy to get a fucking blanket. So I’m sitting on the toilet and I hear the squirt bottles and then the chemical taste in my mouth. I get out as soon as I can. Every time I think I can’t be any more livid they get worse and I am more angry. So today I have a head ache, a horrid taste in my mouth and I’m dizzier than before. Thanks assholes from hell.
Then there was the drama of the evicted prima donnas freaking out about their mats being on the dirty floor. Oh the humanity! Try doing this every day. How could they possibly be expected to sleep among the lower class. This crap and the bedbugs is why I don’t want back there. I don’t know the issues, but doubt they are new whatever they are, but why evict so many of them at one time, it causes problems for those of us in the lower class, we have a hard enough time as it is. Having to deal with the sick staff of BFS who manages the programs and uses their position of power to retaliate and play games is another reason to stay away from their programs. I have been harmed enough by these assholes. Hell just trying to get an extension can be near impossible.
The shelter had a higher census last night due to the rain. When I went in there to pee last night the jail boats were pretty much covered. That is unusual.
When I woke up some woman had stacked the mats of the women who had left already in front of my mat and I had the glass wall on the other side. This is what happens in a shelter that uses people with dementia to do all the work unsupervised.
On 8/3/15 I came to the shelter to meet with a case manager due to having been given a notice I had to. He had no idea why and neither did I. It possibly could have been due to 30 days out coming up and a need for an extension, but who knows. So I was supposed to get on a plane before it was up so we weighed my suitcase instead. That was the day I got exposed to Spice. Then the program manager told me a couple days later she would take care of it, then again I was told the 30 days out BS. I told someone she would not take care of it and she did not. They never ever do what they say. If someone says something is going to happen I expect the opposite. Then I called Brad who said he could extend by our phone conversation and lasti night I’m told the 30 days out BS again. What in the hell? The last time I needed an extension there was a problem and Lisa Caldeira called it a glitch. These are the glitch-iest people on the planet. After the Spice exposure I nearly have a panic attack approaching the gates to hell every day. Why should I have to do that twice?
This morning in the senior and disabled line for chairs an asshole jumped in front of me again as I was going to sit down. They don’t wait in line and then run in to take them as they are being passed out. The monitor was informed that it happened and who it was. Nothing was done. This is a continual problem along with the discrimination based on disability that occurs often including yesterday.
Will be going to the Human Rights Commission again, not that their chief investigator and lie-yer Brooke Browning Alowa will take care of any problems I am involved with. Oh no, don’t get me started…too late. She helped set up my wrongful imprisonment and knew what would happen to my property and cat. Then she sent me an email that said she was tired of hearing about my “frickin cat” because she is evil. This is why she was made a magistrate and then appointed to be chief investigator at the Human Rights Commission. But her emails helped prove the hacking of my email account by Parnell’s administration to protect his and the Wasilla Wendigo’s asses because the Public Pretenders just threw all the paperwork together without even checking it for my FOIA request. I got all kinds of stuff including documents from other people’s cases, pen pal letters and shopping lists. Ass covering email deletion had occurred, but due to their chaos it was not complete and there was other proof. The deletions were probably done by individuals perhaps in a drunken blackout, who could imagine a besotted public defender allowed to perform their main mission, subversion of due process. But then I digressed once again.
I have Interstitial cystitis and needed to pee really bad this morning. Instead I waited in line for a chair and then someone stole one from me, I did get one after that. I am so dizzy from the cleaning chemicals last night and the peripheral neuropathy is so bad I have become very uncoordinated. After all the issues last night I just can’t go back in that bathroom this morning, hope I don’t pee myself on the bus, but then that would just make me fit in better. When I went in the library last night I fell, but it was fortunately next to my mat so no problems occurred and it was forward so I caught myself. I am approaching the symptoms I had in Homer that looked like MS which means my brain lesions have probably expanded. Thanks Obama, LOL. There is no health care and even if there was they would misdiagnose me.
As I left this morning with my bladder pain, my osteoarthritis pain, my headache, my tinnitus, my nausea, my dizziness, the numbness, tingling and pain in my extremities and face due to peripheral neuropathy, my sore throat, my respiratory and sinus symptoms, my heavy backpack and then grabbed the suitcase on my way out as I began yelling, “Leaving hell” several times. Then as I approached the door I yelled, “Approaching the gates of hell”, then “Going through the gates of hell.” LOL Chris came up with “the gates of hell” yesterday.
On the bus out of hell this morning a woman was laughing and texting everything myself and another resident of hell were talking about. I was telling him the leaving hell thing I did, how the prima donnas took over the bathroom and how I have to ask for an extension once again as they can’t do anything they say they will do making me come back to hell and waste my energy and time today. If I am exposed to Spice again…no jury would convict me.
Can’t send any more voice mails to Acquino, wonder who could have filled up her voice mail.
The article in the Dispatch about the video of the murder of Davon Mosley by the DOC has triggered my PTSD even more. The settlement was done so the video would not be released. That allows to DOC to cover up their murders and abuse. I am so pissed as I wrote for years they were killing and torturing people completely ignored. The state of Alaska was on my blog on Sunday, it’s usually just M-F along with federal agencies, stop reading and do something about this third world oligarchy called Alaska.
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This was one of many horror stories and I would write up what happened on a daily basis and the director of the shelter did absolutely nothing about the problems until she was forced to by some of her staff and homeless activists. I wrote up hundreds of grievances about problem events, behavior or staff abuse, they ignored all of them.
Discrimination against women.
Colt and Patrick, the supervisors on the evening shift put down a few women's mats for sleeping on the floor for women, then women who were left over or came in later would often have to wait until 10 PM or so to lay down. The always put all of the men's mats down at the same time, then make the exhausted women stand around, sit on the floor etc., often for a very long time. They thought this was funny. The men would generally be on their mats with blankets laying down, some asleep before the majority of the women's mats would begin to be put down. The women's areas were in the hallway leading to the smoking area which meant until that was closed pretty late people walked up and down it and second hand smoke would waft in, a room across from the main desk they called the "library" which had a glass wall which was on the same hallway along with being across from the desk with lots of light and noise, then they would put mats down between the desk by the front door all glass and the glass wall of the library, if there was a high census they continued the mats back towards the area where there were lockers, the laundry room and an area where disabled men were in the back hall leading to the men's and women's dorms. The women did not have a special place for the disabled. The disabled women with wheel chairs and severe physical disabilities were abused in the morning by male homeless which I call minions both in Anchorage and Boise, trustee types. you know, they felt powerless before, but now they are in a higher class in the homeless shelter unsupervised so they bully and abuse. They were also completely uneducated and trained in how to deal with disabled people. Many of the disabled area for men were incontinent of urine. They would also put mats down for men starting towards those guys in the hallway dividing the men and women's areas with a Group-W bench.
One night I came into that shelter completely exhausted, being homeless does that to people. The census was down, it must have been right after SSI checks, warmer weather or something. I did not want to sleep in the so called library because there were intoxicants who were allowed to cause all kinds of problems. They yelled, argued, got up and walked on other people's mats, fell on top of people which was very dangerous. They also bullied individuals including myself. I stood waiting getting nauseous and dizzy due to the ME/cfs, the exhaustion from dragging a suitcase on wheels and wearing a heavy backpack all day for them to put the mats down for the women between the glass wall and desk. Colt refused to do this and I was not the only one waiting. The operations manager, David Rittenberg was there, I talked to him about it, explaining they intentionally targeted me for abuse. Colt who as per usual lied his ass off and refused to put the mats out, but Mr. Rittenberg saw Colt was lying and manipulating later that night.
I just called Catholic Social Services in Anchorage to clarify what assumed since the old director Lisa Caldeira, who I called the invisible director was not listed as staff any more and David Rittenberg is the director now. What I just said to the
I now understand Colt was involved in the gangstalking, he did lots to me and others, some said his abuse was allowed by Catholic Social Services to go on for a very long time. I explained how Colt had been abusive to me over a long period of time, even giving emergency room staff slanderous information about me when I was very ill causing them to medically bully me and deny health care. The records I had of that were stolen from files along with lots of other papers at the Interfaith Sanctuary in Boise Idaho. The operations director erred on the side of Colt until he watched what went on. I finally took a mat that was down in the library as it was getting late. Immediately Colt put mats down between the desk and glass wall as part of the psychological terror he was running on me. I found the operations director to show him Colt had lied. This was intentional cruelty and now I realize there likely were scumbags getting paid to harass me waiting in their "library" that was not really a library.
After this some people told me other staff refused to work with Colt and David Rittenberg transferred to work with some food donation project of Catholic Social Services. Finally after a massive amount of torture of myself and others, a massive activism campaign on my part and that of another woman the director of Catholic Social Services contacted me for a copy of my medical records as evidence Colt had told them misinformation to intentionally harm me at Providence Hospital. Providence staff then began a campaign of misdiagnosis, medical bullying and even crazy things like a nurse running down the hall by the main entrance and accusing me of stealing hand sanitizer when everyone knows I carry my own low toxicity type. That was a very strange scenario and they did not fire that nurse BW.
What I know now is this comes from FEMA, HHS and Infragard who are a part of the network used for the government harassment program. The STASI used denial of health care and misdiagnosis to psychologically torture, discredit and cause improper medical treatment of their targets. This goes on in the United States and has for decades. In the past I wrote how at St. Josephs Hospital (Catholic) in Tacoma harassed, abused and ran off the best nurses in a systematic way, now I know this was done to weed out the ethical whistleblower types. When they do that many with sociopathic characteristic are left behind and the influencers who promote doing the right thing are not there to help alter bad behavior. It is very much like Cointelpro during the 50s-70s when they went after the political left, the conscience of the country to destroy left wind influence. Now look at how psychopathic this country has become.
I now understand these kinds of purges of good people were done in preparation for what is happening now, the sociopathic types who work in health care are used to block health care, slander and discredit particular people. That nurse who made the accusation also did not follow the doctor's orders, lied to me and falsified my medical records. She not only should be fired but also needed to lose her license, but Providence yet another Catholic organization chose to do the wrong thing again. When people like her are kept on staff it taints the whole system, when several of them are together lots of evil can happen.
I just called Catholic Social Services in Anchorage to clarify my assumption about the old director Lisa Caldeira not listed as staff any more. She is gone and David Rittenberg is the new director. What I just said to the secretary was I was very happy to hear this because in that place, as complex as it is to run he will make mistakes, but he has empathy, compassion and cares about people. He will not be wearing a mask of altruism like so many others at non-profits do because that is who he is. He was the one who refused to work with Colt transferring to another program, the one who tortured me and others at the shelter. He has courage to do the right thing.
Others came to me and described how they had told CSS over a period of years that Colt and Patrick were abusive, sick bastards and discriminated against women while nothing was done about it. The
Catholic church does tolerate abuse and cover it up as a policy, we have all seen this. Colt was fired finally. It took both the homeless people and some of the staff to get the two Lisas, one the former director of the shelter and one the director of Catholic Social Services and others to take action to protect people from this monster, Colt. Patrick was a follower and co-serial bully of Colt.
There were huge issues at St. Lukes a Catholic hospital in Boise Idaho treating me horribly. Can the Catholic church please explain this crap?
The same kind of scenario played out at the Interfaith Sanctuary in Boise Idaho as at Brother Francis Shelter. Two serial bullies, one a follower, one who ended up being a director harassed me, put on school plays at the desk for the volunteers and "guests," slandered me in different ways and followed me down a hallway saying crazy things.. I call him Psychopath Dan. The reasons for this behavior is these non-profits have no oversight, people believe they are run by altruistic types, not necessarily. They are essentially night prisons designed by FEMA/HHS, etc. The same things that Dr. Zimbardo's prison experiment demonstrated happen in homeless shelters.
Many homeless shelters put the women in horrible conditions, next to laundry rooms, in cold or hot areas, next to the front desk and door. For some strange reason there is often little supervision of women's dorms, but a whole lot of bitching by male staff of the bad behaviors that go on due to this. Unsupervised women who have issues such as drugs/alcohol/mental health problem behave as badly as men with the same issues, guaranteed. The warehouse shelters were originally designed for men, lawsuits forced them to eventually have to house women. Women were an afterthought and many are not happy we are there, so they are abusive, but much of the problems are by design, there are less women so the smaller areas are used which contributes to being next to laundry rooms, outside doors, the main doors, the desk, etc. That all contributes to the lack of sleep contributing to the constant viruses along with the lack of supervision of disruptive behavior due to those areas being more isolated. Abuse also happens at shelters which are just for women, especially in the ones run by religious orgs.
Colt was fired finally. At the time my process of learning about the gangstalking had not really begun. I was being gangstalked, but remained unaware of it. Colt, the people who followed, harassed and tried to provoke me and some staff at Anchorage City Hall who harassed me were all involved. The posted below from July 23rd of 2015 would have been during the harassment before the Arctic Conference held the end of August.
This email was sent less than a month after being run out of my apartment in Soldotna Alaska and about 4.5 months before I would be run out of Alaska by people terrorizing me.
The brave thing I wrote about then was giving the director of CSS my medical records with false, libelous information designed to discredit me, a part of the government harassment/gangstalking program. I knew it would likely harm me, but if we could get rid of Colt it would help many homeless people. How many would not come back to the shelter due to this abuse and died from exposure?
The director of Catholic Services and others by their ignoring of the complaints of many over a long time allowed many people to be traumatized. Then they wondered why people were angry, drinking, using drugs or sleeping outside.
My courage is the reason I'm still alive while being harmed by cowards daily.
Torture from Colt and his side kicks.
I already had PTSD before I was tortured at Brother Francis Shelter and health problems. ME/cfs has fluid balance issues, low blood volume and other reasons for dizziness. ME/cfs is the diagnosis, at this point I am not sure if it is secondary to being a DES Daughter or possibly due to the chemical campaigns, poisonings, directed energy weapons and covert drugging with Scopalamine and more that happens with gangstalking. The government has engaged in sabotage of research and demonized us to health care professionals. That means they are covering something up. The question is why would the government not want ME/cfs researched and treated, what is it they are afraid might be found out? A vaccine, experimentation being done on us? Yes they still do experiments without consent as they always have.
When I worked as a nurse in Washington state I could barely stay upright if I stopped running around, then on top of this was the massive pain. Nursing requires standing in one spot often. Being a critical care nurse the realization occurred that my issue was volume depletion of some kind, not that I could get doctors to listen to me. I began putting salt packets in water, drank it down and got a lot better. My doctor yelled at me for doing this then, now it is a treatment for ME/cfs. One of the things that happened to lots of us was the doctors prescribed meds which were inappropriate to begin with but caused syncope/dizziness. It took me and others quite a while to realize they did not know what they were doing and made us sicker along with thinking our vaginas were just making us crazy. Our government caused most of that.
I was very ill upon arriving in Anchorage due to the gangstalking campaign that went on at Laurawood Arms apartments in Soldotna Alaska organized by Greg Russell and facilitated by government agencies and the two corporate entities involved. It was a senior and disabled complex where I was made more disabled, more ill. The things that went on there are now understood more by myself, they were trying to kill me with Greg Russell, his family and people involved with the department of corrections as the henchpeople.
Since leaving Alaska I have received medical bullying from all but one health care provider, gaslighting, malpractice, libel, slander of many kinds, bills but no health care from pretty much every place I tried to get any treatment. I do not expect them to know anything about ME/cfs or DES Daughters but I do expect them to treat me with respect, compassion and to listen to my description of the symptoms and what might help because I do know something about them. I certainly expect them to at least know those with ME/cfs have way worse symptoms from viruses than normal people and have immune system defects that allow a certain class of viruses to do what I call rebloom when the person with ME/cfs is malnourished, can't sleep or is stressed. A homeless person with ME/cfs is in huge danger because poor nutrition, lack of sleep and stress are intentionally built into the system FEMA, HUD and HHS for the homeless they have designed. That is why they keep making me homeless, so I stay ill and die younger than I would have naturally. I believe the system which includes intentionally not building affordable housing while destroying what little there is, not zoning for tiny house communities and more indicate this is an organized genocide.
From March 10th, about five months before being run out of Alaska and about eight days after arriving at the shelter.
The reference to the "Group-W bench" and "circles and arrows with a paragraph on the [front] of each one” is from Alice's Restaurant, a song about being arrested for littering by Arlo Gutherie.
To:riveraf@muni.org
Jul 27, 2015 at 7:08 PM
[I already have enough for a book, soon will begin posting on line as nothing else is working to affect changes.]
From the 11th, apparently not posted or removed:
Now after several days of not much sleep due to the policies of BFS and the behavior of their staff I am very ill with a huge ME/cfs flare up. Normally I had been coming to the shelter, drinking my ground up plant material and then heading to the BR for a shower, then getting on a mat in the library. The library is the first place they put mats down for women somewhere around 8 PM. Those women have gotten really aggressive and wait like vultures on the group-w benches. I just let them go and then check to see if a mat is left. It’s amazing to watch when they are released to pounce on the library. So I put my jacket and a sheet on the mat and went to the BR where I just washed up, it was all I could handle. Then I go turn in my suitcase and go to the library. This sociopathic woman who causes lots of problems and has a huge walker goes in the door when it is clear the mats are all taken. She runs her walker intentionally over someone’s mat and bedding while the woman incredulous says, “Look what she is doing.” I was right behind her being blocked waiting for her to grasp the concept of no mats and leave. I usually just scan the room and say, “No beds at the Inn, then go on.” My mat was close to the door which I don’t like but it was what was available. She stands there asking someone who was on a mat if my jacket was her’s which made no sense since she was on another mat. Then she steps on my mat and leans forward to pick up my jacket and I say, “What are you doing?” She turns and uses a nice sweet voice to say, “I’m supposed to sleep in the library because of my walker.” There are people with walkers and W/Cs all over the place, so that is BS. People start yelling at her, it is not her mat and “It’s her’s.” The woman goes away and I get out butt wipes to clean where she had stepped. Evil BW. If I had come back and found she had taken my jacket and thrown it somewhere and was on my mat...This kind of crap goes on constantly due to no supervision and the wall is made of glass with lots of light right across from the desk. That scenario went on without any notice which is SOP. If there is staff around with authority watching lots of them would quit their crap which would not make them better people but just more careful about getting caught.
Last night I was really sick. Yesterday I just found a quiet place where I could sit and stayed there most of the day. Today I can hardy function, but slept a little better last night. One or two nights of sleep will not fix month of sleep deprivation and abuse. It was hard to even get to sleep due to pain.
Normally they put mats down for women in the library around 8PM, then the men line up around 9PM and wait for their area which is pretty large to be cleared of tables, mopped etc. Then they all go down at the same time on mats in an area that can be made fairly dark with shades on the windows that can be closed. The library is right across from the desk and close to the front doors full of glass, so lots of light. The women have to sleep with their heads under counters and a table, but some do like having a place to put their stuff. Clostrophobics do not go in there. What I don’t like is sleeping in an area with the computers and a high electrical energy field. No one should be sleeping in that situation, but people with ME/cfs have sensitivity to electrical fields. Next they put down a few mats in the hall to the smoking area, aka the hallway of cigarette smoke. There is massive bitchiness in that area due to personality disorders, drugs and alcohol, just like in the library. They let people go through there to smoke until really late walking right next to the mats talking, laughing and of course even yelling.
Then the left over women all this time have to stand around, sit on the group-w benches or maybe lay on the floor somewhere. There are also the women who keep coming into the shelter.There are only two benches and lots of bickering and bitchy-ness going on. So while the women wait the blankets all get used up as the shelter has a shortage of blankets. They give out mattress pads and all kinds of stuff for blankets. Right now a lot of the time a sheet works well as they are large enough to go under and then use as a cover. The problem with me is with the ME/cfs flares I have chills and need a blanket, so rather than use my jacket as a pillow which I really need due to severe allergies/chemical sensitivities secondary to ME/cfs for head drainage and ME/cfs constant sore throat reasons I am freezing, shivering and have to wear it. So some of us ask for a blanket early or as I call it go begging for blankets.
Then finally around 10PM they move the group-w benches and start putting down mats for the left over women who have had to wait as long as two hours for a frickin’ mat on the frickin’ floor. I have been writing incident reports about women being treated like second class citizens and I know some people on the Fairview Counsel are unhappy about how women are treated at the shelter as well. I use lots of swear words and sometimes when I sign my name while irate I use, Celia Fucking Harrison. I think that is how they know my PTSD has been triggered by their assholery.
Then night before last they put mats down in the big hall still close to the desk, but not right next to it around 9:30PM right after the men’s mats. So I got one right next to a locker and you guessed it the guy showed up as soon as I got everything arranged and wanted in his damn locker. They were not use to female mats being put down there and he had just come in. It was cold as hell due to these air blowers and I know better than to try and get a blanket that late so I put my winter jacket on with the hood and a Native woman sat up and cracked up, so did I. I have chills with the flare up, but they said they were cold too. I slept a few hours. As they were putting the mats down Colt said without looking at me, “There will still be people close by talking” because…assholiness abounds and like I did not know that was the situation.
Then last night right after I got on my mat in the library after the evil BW incident they began putting mats out that normally they don’t do until around 10PM, it was about 8:30PM. If I had known that I would have waited for a mat due to where the one I got was in the library of personality disorders. I have in the past refused to go in there saying I would only do it with injectable Haldol. It was a huge battle for several nights running involving the operations manager and dishonesty on the part of staff including him. I was in lots of pain and felt horrible and lay there watching and wondering what the hell.
Then I remembered that yesterday morning as I walked to get coffee a guy that had been at the shelter told me there was a story about abuse at the shelter on KTUU. So I tried to find it and could not, then I called to ask about it. They said it did not exist, so I thought well that guy got the wrong news channel or something. But, I talked to the reporter a while and told him how they put the mats down, etc. and now they are putting them down at 8:30PM. Interesting.
Now after several days of not much sleep due to the policies of BFS and the behavior of their staff I am very ill with a huge ME/cfs flare up. Normally I had been coming to the shelter, drinking my ground up plant material and then heading to the BR for a shower, then getting on a mat in the library. The library is the first place they put mats down for women somewhere around 8 PM. Those women have gotten really aggressive and wait like vultures on the group-w benches. I just let them go and then check to see if a mat is left. It’s amazing to watch when they are released to pounce on the library. So I put my jacket and a sheet on the mat and went to the BR where I just washed up, it was all I could handle. Then I go turn in my suitcase and go to the library. This sociopathic woman who causes lots of problems and has a huge walker goes in the door when it is clear the mats are all taken. She runs her walker intentionally over someone’s mat and bedding while the woman incredulous says, “Look what she is doing.” I was right behind her being blocked waiting for her to grasp the concept of no mats and leave. I usually just scan the room and say, “No beds at the Inn, then go on.” My mat was close to the door which I don’t like but it was what was available. She stands there asking someone who was on a mat if my jacket was her’s which made no sense since she was on another mat. Then she steps on my mat and leans forward to pick up my jacket and I say, “What are you doing?” She turns and uses a nice sweet voice to say, “I’m supposed to sleep in the library because of my walker.” There are people with walkers and W/Cs all over the place, so that is BS. People start yelling at her, it is not her mat and “It’s her’s.” The woman goes away and I get out butt wipes to clean where she had stepped. Evil BW. If I had come back and found she had taken my jacket and thrown it somewhere and was on my mat...This kind of crap goes on constantly due to no supervision and the wall is made of glass with lots of light right across from the desk. That scenario went on without any notice which is SOP. If there is staff around with authority watching lots of them would quit their crap which would not make them better people but just more careful about getting caught.
Last night I was really sick. Yesterday I just found a quiet place where I could sit and stayed there most of the day. Today I can hardy function, but slept a little better last night. One or two nights of sleep will not fix month of sleep deprivation and abuse. It was hard to even get to sleep due to pain.
Normally they put mats down for women in the library around 8PM, then the men line up around 9PM and wait for their area which is pretty large to be cleared of tables, mopped etc. Then they all go down at the same time on mats in an area that can be made fairly dark with shades on the windows that can be closed. The library is right across from the desk and close to the front doors full of glass, so lots of light. The women have to sleep with their heads under counters and a table, but some do like having a place to put their stuff. Clostrophobics do not go in there. What I don’t like is sleeping in an area with the computers and a high electrical energy field. No one should be sleeping in that situation, but people with ME/cfs have sensitivity to electrical fields. Next they put down a few mats in the hall to the smoking area, aka the hallway of cigarette smoke. There is massive bitchiness in that area due to personality disorders, drugs and alcohol, just like in the library. They let people go through there to smoke until really late walking right next to the mats talking, laughing and of course even yelling.
Then the left over women all this time have to stand around, sit on the group-w benches or maybe lay on the floor somewhere. There are also the women who keep coming into the shelter.There are only two benches and lots of bickering and bitchy-ness going on. So while the women wait the blankets all get used up as the shelter has a shortage of blankets. They give out mattress pads and all kinds of stuff for blankets. Right now a lot of the time a sheet works well as they are large enough to go under and then use as a cover. The problem with me is with the ME/cfs flares I have chills and need a blanket, so rather than use my jacket as a pillow which I really need due to severe allergies/chemical sensitivities secondary to ME/cfs for head drainage and ME/cfs constant sore throat reasons I am freezing, shivering and have to wear it. So some of us ask for a blanket early or as I call it go begging for blankets.
Then finally around 10PM they move the group-w benches and start putting down mats for the left over women who have had to wait as long as two hours for a frickin’ mat on the frickin’ floor. I have been writing incident reports about women being treated like second class citizens and I know some people on the Fairview Counsel are unhappy about how women are treated at the shelter as well. I use lots of swear words and sometimes when I sign my name while irate I use, Celia Fucking Harrison. I think that is how they know my PTSD has been triggered by their assholery.
Then night before last they put mats down in the big hall still close to the desk, but not right next to it around 9:30PM right after the men’s mats. So I got one right next to a locker and you guessed it the guy showed up as soon as I got everything arranged and wanted in his damn locker. They were not use to female mats being put down there and he had just come in. It was cold as hell due to these air blowers and I know better than to try and get a blanket that late so I put my winter jacket on with the hood and a Native woman sat up and cracked up, so did I. I have chills with the flare up, but they said they were cold too. I slept a few hours. As they were putting the mats down Colt said without looking at me, “There will still be people close by talking” because…assholiness abounds and like I did not know that was the situation.
Then last night right after I got on my mat in the library after the evil BW incident they began putting mats out that normally they don’t do until around 10PM, it was about 8:30PM. If I had known that I would have waited for a mat due to where the one I got was in the library of personality disorders. I have in the past refused to go in there saying I would only do it with injectable Haldol. It was a huge battle for several nights running involving the operations manager and dishonesty on the part of staff including him. I was in lots of pain and felt horrible and lay there watching and wondering what the hell.
Then I remembered that yesterday morning as I walked to get coffee a guy that had been at the shelter told me there was a story about abuse at the shelter on KTUU. So I tried to find it and could not, then I called to ask about it. They said it did not exist, so I thought well that guy got the wrong news channel or something. But, I talked to the reporter a while and told him how they put the mats down, etc. and now they are putting them down at 8:30PM. Interesting.
I am so far behind on posts due to extreme fatigue and things happening. Here is 7/19/15.
I wrote this and it disappeared from FB, as luck would have it I accidentally deleted it form Word too. So here is the rewrite.
The night of 7/19/15 I came to the shelter exhausted and not feeling well. I was unable to take a shower due to crazy crap and a crowded shower room. I was sitting at a table in the big hallway across from the customer service area. A woman cooked some fish people said was old and it stunk the place up. Colt and many others are well aware that I am severely allergic and have chemical sensitivities. They know this due to Lysol woman spraying Lysol and other aerosol room fresheners. So here is what Colt does, he grabs a can of room deodorizer and walking the length of the hall on the opposite side I am on he sprays the aerosol continuously. As he goes by me with a shocked look on my face he says he’ll only spray it on the other side you know due to air not moving, gravity being suspended and electrical charges having been negated on atoms at BFS the spray won’t migrate to where I am, just 3-4 feet away. So soon I am using my inhaler, nasal steroid spray and my face is turning red, physics have not been suspended in my body. Colt knows there is another person who is affected the same as me and doesn’t care. There are lots of people with respiratory problems as well. The albuterol makes me feel sicker and of course shaky. I go to get an incident report and Colt tells the other staff person the reason is he sprayed the aerosol. I tell him he used it in an illegal way, a violation of federal regulations for not following the manufacturer’s instructions. He goes down to where I was sitting and asked people did you cheer and clap when I sprayed it to get them to cheer again. That makes no difference, the opinions of those who don’t have the health issues upon exposure to the chemicals don’t have a say in the matter. If he had used the spray appropriately the symptoms would have been much less. He also should have warned me about it before he sprayed. Asshole. When I told someone this story she explained using her hand to demonstrate something small, “Colt’s brain is this size.” Yes, but his brain is ginormous compared to Patrick’s.
So I slept in the desk area with a warm blanket again because the guy who is in charge of the blankets is a sweetheart. I got next to the library window with only one person next to me, this decreases the chance of sleeping next to a drunk by 50%. There was an empty mat on the other side of the person next to me and you’ll never guess who got it, Lysol Woman. I was awakened when the woman next to me had enough of the massive odor and talking and left the mat. Then in the morning she woke me yelling to staff over and over, “I’m awake.” Thanks for sharing. So they put her in the quiet room so she could sleep longer, isn’t that special? I got up. As she left she dropped something on the two mats she had been laying on, a can of aerosol spray. She scurried back to retrieve it. So that means she was spraying it which added to the symptoms from the night before, so this explains the breathing problems, bleeding nose, vascular headache.
Then when they woke up the hoards there is a woman who uses a W/C and has to sleep on a mat directly on the floor. Every day it is a big production to get her off the floor. Clearly she needs help and should be sleeping on something that is elevated as she is unable to get off the floor herself. They give the men with these issues in the back a chair to use to assist with getting off the floor and transferring to the W/C or so they can get their crutches or whatever situated to stand. The women however have been mostly just placed in with everyone else and then get harassed and yelled at when they have a hard time getting up due to dysfunction, pain, weakness, apathy, hangover, whatever the cause. So they tell her to get up and she can’t so she lays there and finally they come to help, but they are not happy about it. They have no idea how to get her up off the floor or transfer her to the chair. I could tell them, but of course no one listens to me and I have to pull a suitcase and carry a backpack around, can’t risk pulled back muscles or injured knees. There is also no good place to wash up afterwards or keep my property safe. There are ways to get people up that would make things easier, but I have been told by staff I have no idea what I am talking about in the past, but of course I do and they don’t. I almost called APS about that Monday, but after taking the bus and pulling my suitcase and everything around already exhausted to go do laundry because doing it at the shelter is always a problem (And I get hives when I do it there.).
I wrote three incident reports and asked for copies in the morning and got eye-rollery. Those copies were for Mayor Berkowitz’s staff. (Delivered)
I wrote this and it disappeared from FB, as luck would have it I accidentally deleted it form Word too. So here is the rewrite.
The night of 7/19/15 I came to the shelter exhausted and not feeling well. I was unable to take a shower due to crazy crap and a crowded shower room. I was sitting at a table in the big hallway across from the customer service area. A woman cooked some fish people said was old and it stunk the place up. Colt and many others are well aware that I am severely allergic and have chemical sensitivities. They know this due to Lysol woman spraying Lysol and other aerosol room fresheners. So here is what Colt does, he grabs a can of room deodorizer and walking the length of the hall on the opposite side I am on he sprays the aerosol continuously. As he goes by me with a shocked look on my face he says he’ll only spray it on the other side you know due to air not moving, gravity being suspended and electrical charges having been negated on atoms at BFS the spray won’t migrate to where I am, just 3-4 feet away. So soon I am using my inhaler, nasal steroid spray and my face is turning red, physics have not been suspended in my body. Colt knows there is another person who is affected the same as me and doesn’t care. There are lots of people with respiratory problems as well. The albuterol makes me feel sicker and of course shaky. I go to get an incident report and Colt tells the other staff person the reason is he sprayed the aerosol. I tell him he used it in an illegal way, a violation of federal regulations for not following the manufacturer’s instructions. He goes down to where I was sitting and asked people did you cheer and clap when I sprayed it to get them to cheer again. That makes no difference, the opinions of those who don’t have the health issues upon exposure to the chemicals don’t have a say in the matter. If he had used the spray appropriately the symptoms would have been much less. He also should have warned me about it before he sprayed. Asshole. When I told someone this story she explained using her hand to demonstrate something small, “Colt’s brain is this size.” Yes, but his brain is ginormous compared to Patrick’s.
So I slept in the desk area with a warm blanket again because the guy who is in charge of the blankets is a sweetheart. I got next to the library window with only one person next to me, this decreases the chance of sleeping next to a drunk by 50%. There was an empty mat on the other side of the person next to me and you’ll never guess who got it, Lysol Woman. I was awakened when the woman next to me had enough of the massive odor and talking and left the mat. Then in the morning she woke me yelling to staff over and over, “I’m awake.” Thanks for sharing. So they put her in the quiet room so she could sleep longer, isn’t that special? I got up. As she left she dropped something on the two mats she had been laying on, a can of aerosol spray. She scurried back to retrieve it. So that means she was spraying it which added to the symptoms from the night before, so this explains the breathing problems, bleeding nose, vascular headache.
Then when they woke up the hoards there is a woman who uses a W/C and has to sleep on a mat directly on the floor. Every day it is a big production to get her off the floor. Clearly she needs help and should be sleeping on something that is elevated as she is unable to get off the floor herself. They give the men with these issues in the back a chair to use to assist with getting off the floor and transferring to the W/C or so they can get their crutches or whatever situated to stand. The women however have been mostly just placed in with everyone else and then get harassed and yelled at when they have a hard time getting up due to dysfunction, pain, weakness, apathy, hangover, whatever the cause. So they tell her to get up and she can’t so she lays there and finally they come to help, but they are not happy about it. They have no idea how to get her up off the floor or transfer her to the chair. I could tell them, but of course no one listens to me and I have to pull a suitcase and carry a backpack around, can’t risk pulled back muscles or injured knees. There is also no good place to wash up afterwards or keep my property safe. There are ways to get people up that would make things easier, but I have been told by staff I have no idea what I am talking about in the past, but of course I do and they don’t. I almost called APS about that Monday, but after taking the bus and pulling my suitcase and everything around already exhausted to go do laundry because doing it at the shelter is always a problem (And I get hives when I do it there.).
I wrote three incident reports and asked for copies in the morning and got eye-rollery. Those copies were for Mayor Berkowitz’s staff. (Delivered)
Events of 7/20/15: Reporter Anne Hillman spends the night at Brother Francis Shelter:
I did not want to go back to the shelter this night, so I stayed out later than usual and took a later bus to hell. It was really weird when I got there as they let us in right away. Is the board meeting or something I thought.
Remember this from Saturday?
Yesterday when I came in I was told, "You are 30 days out." They throw people out after 30 days unless one gets an extension. It was Saturday. I asked why they wait until the last minute to tell people. No response, just the statement that I need to talk to a case manager. She is having a talking circle today at 1 PM, it is not an appropriate day for extensions. I had something I needed to do, I plan things out due to my limited energy and I have been pretty sick so behind on things. The buses only run from 10:30 AM-ish until around 6 PM-ish or earlier on Sundays. It could take until 3 PM to get done over there, then by the time I take the bus somewhere I'll have to turn around and come back. Day wasted and who knows what kind of problems there will be or if she even shows up today.
The policy is 30 days in and 30 days out, but you can apply for an extension. They said the reason they do this is too many people are using the shelter as a home. Well what the fuck? What else would homeless people be expected to do? Oh yea, just die as we have seen.
I know I posted something about this Sunday, but it is gone too. I went to the mtg and told the case manager the story saying it was weird I was not told before and it is inappropriate to do this on Sunday. She agreed. One bullying tactic is sabotage, not telling the person what they need to know in order to cause problems or keep them from being successful. Then the problems it causes are used against them. So she tells me to fill out the form and leave it at the desk. It is narrative so I go on and on of course. LOL. Then I tell the guy at the desk I am supposed to leave it with him, but I would not be surprised if it disappeared. He tells me it will not and he’ll make sure she gets it. I request a copy knowing something will happen. I was 30 days out on Saturday, did the paperwork Sunday, no problems coming into the shelter Sunday night. Then…
I get in the shelter last night, Monday and Amber is at the computer, one of the new females. She tells me I need to see a case manager at 2 PM the next day. Really, what for? She says it is about the 30 days out. I say I knew the paperwork would get “lost”, using air quotes and that I have a copy. Then she tells me to take the copy to the case manager meeting. That pissed me off, already played that game. I went to the meeting and wasted my energy and time for BS, even made a copy knowing they were pulling a bully-scam and now I have to take my evidence about being screwed to present to them. Well, well, ,was right there at the desk, she was seen. So I ask to talk to her and she tells me “We had a glitch with the extensions last week end.” Please, woman please stop the BS. So she told me she would tell that “case manager” to take care of it so I don’t have to come in today. She never takes care of anything so I was not confident this would happen. It would take a few minutes before I would find out why Lisa Caldeira was there because that was odd too.
As I was asking for a warm blanket having figured out I would not be able to shower the second day in a row and I was very exhausted and feeling too awful to even care. Someone said, “Ann Hillman was here talking to people.” I thought this meant she was there earlier and did this. At customer service they were asking a man I had never seen before if he was staying the whole night with us on a mat and he gave a vague answer. I figured he was with CSS and perhaps was there to observe what went on. No he was with Anne Hillman, the reporter for public radio who interviewed me, they spent the night at the shelter. Things were not like normal last night, they put on a show for them.
First I walk up to the door and was let in right away, that is weird. We often have to stand there or sit on filthy cement benches for a long time, recently half an hour breathing second hand smoke. I don’t sit on the benches. So I thought the board must be having a meeting because they put that show on for them too.
So I go to the bathroom to check for crazy and it was filled to the brim, I’m exhausted, feel horrible and just so sad from what goes on at that shelter and the inability to get housing or really get anything done in this state due to the dysfunction of every damn agency. So I just go and sit on the group-w bench. Then I think I better go ask for a blanket before they run out of them or I’ll freeze under those damn blowers with the chills I am having. I show them the goofy thing I made on my tablet that says, Angry Homeless Person In The Lobby and then all these bugs around it that are supposed to be bedbugs. Then someone tells me Ann Hillman from public radio had been there talking to people. She is the reporter who interviewed me. I think wow how in the hell did she manage to get them to agree to that and that she has big ovaries to do this. I say oh I had no idea she was coming. Then in a bit I find out she and her co-worker were staying all night. Well that is why they let us in right away. It must also be why there are more women in the dorm than normal. Lots of times there are only a few women back there, but tonight the place was packed. That situation has gotten a little better due to the director recently having half her duties taken from her and given to others due to the dysfunctional and corrupt way she treated people.
Amber was in charge, she is new and a nice person, so hmmm. She was trained by the serial bullies however. I did not realize she was in charge until I saw the other person was that guy that generally sits and does nothing all night. He was the second in command. He actually walked around and occasionally tried to look like he was doing something, but he wasn’t, LOL. So that was odd, Amber in charge, no bullies there, how could they function without a serial bully? Then as time went on it seemed they had more monitors than usual. There are usually three at the door and one guy in the blanket, garbage bag area and one in the laundry room, besides the 2 paid staff. I did not count them, so I could be wrong, but it seemed like there were about five at the door or two more than normal all tripping over each other running around doing things. Maybe it seemed like more people due to them running around and actually responding to problems. If there was an argument or problem they responded immediately, they usually ignore problems for long periods of time and allow them to escalate or go on and on. They have told me in the past their procedure is to just let the issues resolve themselves without intervention. Yea they said that to me several times, LOL. Last night they were intervening their asses off.
They were a bit slow getting things done as the new person is of course not quite organized yet, but it was not too bad considering. Amber is pretty good at conflict resolution, de-escalating seems to be her goal, “She yelled at me”, “Yea and you yelled back.” Colt and Patrick would ignore the problem, join in the yelling themselves and then when there was finally an incident someone might get thrown out or screamed at by them, or at least threatened which keeps the person worked up and pissed off with a bad attitude that lasts a long time. Really what she did was rather than anally control all the activities of the monitors was just let them do what they already knew how to do and it worked pretty well. Putting mats down is not rocket science and they can always be told, hey move this one here or there if a change is needed. The supervisor can do other things like observe what is going on, talk to people, go check for crazy behavior in the women’s bathroom, etc if they delegate.
The reporter, Anne Hillman stayed up until after midnight and then she slept in the dorm, aka Bugville (bedbugs). I had showed her the dirt on the mats. Apparently the monitor who was on nights offered her bed to her since she was up all night herself. There are two classes at BFS, the people who sleep in the dorms, are in the programs, many are an elite group in the Inhouse program and then there are all the others who sleep on the mats in the front. Those who sleep on the floor include the elderly and people who have disabilities. The two classes are divided by chores. If one is unable to do chores due to a disability they are a second class citizen at the shelter. If you are a younger person with an invisible disability they treat you horribly.
I have a horror story of being tortured and Colt sabotaging my health care due to my chemical sensitivity issues. Then multiple times I tried to see a case manager about their programs and to figure out how I could do some chores that would work with my health issues. Given a safe place to put my things and protection from germs and chemicals I can probably do any of the chores as they don’t take very long to do. I can probably lift the stacks of mats, standing makes me dizzy, moving makes it better, but would want to wear a jumpsuit to protect myself from the germs (which I would have supplied). Without a place to store it and the ability to have the non-toxic laundry detergent I can’t do that. Then they just put property behind the desk, that is not really safe. Now I am very ill and exhausted from carrying my stuff with me everywhere I go, not being able to elevate my legs and severe sleep deprivation. So nothing will work. I probably have permanent damage to my health at this point.
After living there and being exposed to chemicals and aerosols which have made me sick I won’t risk the chemicals at all now. I cleaned with things like baking soda and vinegar and use personal care products that are non-toxic. I went and bought gloves and a mask and then Colt, Patrick and their gang of bullies caused more problems. I can’t deal with the bullying, the sabotage, the game playing and on and on, really being homeless and ill is enough to deal with. Why would I get involved doing something that would allow them to have access to bully me more? There would also be issues with the idiot factor that would drive me nuts and piss people off when I would say things like, you know, it really isn’t a good idea to…because it could cause…
When I went to see case managers they were not there about three times and one of those times I went to see two and both of them never showed up. They have these cattle call appointment times that was half the damn day because one has to sit and wait for all these other people. Then even if I was at the top of the list they would disappear and only come out as I was leaving pissed off. Once I am pissed, that is it they already inflicted their BS. So anyone who can’t be in their little programs is a second class citizen. So the people in W/Cs etc who need to be elevated to transfer to and from the chair are placed on the floor rather than on the prison boats elevated because they can’t do chores.
So an unusual thing that happened was this one woman who has a hell of a time getting off the floor in the morning and into her W/C was put in the quiet room that has a raised cement prison type of bunk. That way reporters don’t see how she is treated.
I was in the desk area in the top row which allows me to put my backpack on the floor(on newspapers of course) rather than on my mat. The row had all nice ladies, but then Lysol Woman arrived and picked the mat at my feet. Oh joy I hope nothing crawls off of her. One of the women was gagging at the odor so put on a bandana over her nose and face for quite a while. I hope Anne Hillman got a whiff of her. I could smell it some but my smell is impaired due to the severe allergies and chemical sensitivities for months, so it did not bother me much. I just keep alert for the sounds of aerosol being sprayed under her blanket. Then it was very unusually calm compared to most nights which was a combination of knowing they were being observed and the absence of the soul stalkers.
There was an elderly man who came to the desk claiming two guys stole his pain pills. Then he confronted them and they both took off which means they did steal them. If they did not have them and had not ingested them there would be nothing to fear. So the APD showed up, but that happens every night even two or three times.
For a while at a front table Amber was either doing an intake interview of someone who had never stayed at the shelter or getting ready to throw someone out and wanted it to look like they were compassionate about it. They aren’t compassionate about throwing people out and sometimes they put their hands on them to do so rather than call APD. It seemed odd and like a show for the reporters, the supervisor doesn’t do the intakes. But what do I know, couldn’t hear due to ear plugs.
That was not a normal night, especially due to no bully. It would be very interesting to know if Colt had been originally scheduled to work that night. Then apparently the normal night shift monitor had freaked out and got on a plane suddenly. I’m guessing it was about the creep she was in a relationship with. The guy who was also a monitor on nights who would say stuff like, “If you touch my back like that again I am going to knock you out.” He has not been a monitor now for weeks, I forgot to mention that. Since his behavior went on a long time with me reporting and nothing happened I do not know why he left the monitor job. They were in special housing.
I just hope Anne Hillman was able to get some good material and people had the courage to tell the truth. People kept telling me to talk to her and I would tell them she doesn’t want to talk to me because she already did, she wants to talk to other people or she wants to talk to you, so please tell her the truth.
I did not want to go back to the shelter this night, so I stayed out later than usual and took a later bus to hell. It was really weird when I got there as they let us in right away. Is the board meeting or something I thought.
Remember this from Saturday?
Yesterday when I came in I was told, "You are 30 days out." They throw people out after 30 days unless one gets an extension. It was Saturday. I asked why they wait until the last minute to tell people. No response, just the statement that I need to talk to a case manager. She is having a talking circle today at 1 PM, it is not an appropriate day for extensions. I had something I needed to do, I plan things out due to my limited energy and I have been pretty sick so behind on things. The buses only run from 10:30 AM-ish until around 6 PM-ish or earlier on Sundays. It could take until 3 PM to get done over there, then by the time I take the bus somewhere I'll have to turn around and come back. Day wasted and who knows what kind of problems there will be or if she even shows up today.
The policy is 30 days in and 30 days out, but you can apply for an extension. They said the reason they do this is too many people are using the shelter as a home. Well what the fuck? What else would homeless people be expected to do? Oh yea, just die as we have seen.
I know I posted something about this Sunday, but it is gone too. I went to the mtg and told the case manager the story saying it was weird I was not told before and it is inappropriate to do this on Sunday. She agreed. One bullying tactic is sabotage, not telling the person what they need to know in order to cause problems or keep them from being successful. Then the problems it causes are used against them. So she tells me to fill out the form and leave it at the desk. It is narrative so I go on and on of course. LOL. Then I tell the guy at the desk I am supposed to leave it with him, but I would not be surprised if it disappeared. He tells me it will not and he’ll make sure she gets it. I request a copy knowing something will happen. I was 30 days out on Saturday, did the paperwork Sunday, no problems coming into the shelter Sunday night. Then…
I get in the shelter last night, Monday and Amber is at the computer, one of the new females. She tells me I need to see a case manager at 2 PM the next day. Really, what for? She says it is about the 30 days out. I say I knew the paperwork would get “lost”, using air quotes and that I have a copy. Then she tells me to take the copy to the case manager meeting. That pissed me off, already played that game. I went to the meeting and wasted my energy and time for BS, even made a copy knowing they were pulling a bully-scam and now I have to take my evidence about being screwed to present to them. Well, well, ,was right there at the desk, she was seen. So I ask to talk to her and she tells me “We had a glitch with the extensions last week end.” Please, woman please stop the BS. So she told me she would tell that “case manager” to take care of it so I don’t have to come in today. She never takes care of anything so I was not confident this would happen. It would take a few minutes before I would find out why Lisa Caldeira was there because that was odd too.
As I was asking for a warm blanket having figured out I would not be able to shower the second day in a row and I was very exhausted and feeling too awful to even care. Someone said, “Ann Hillman was here talking to people.” I thought this meant she was there earlier and did this. At customer service they were asking a man I had never seen before if he was staying the whole night with us on a mat and he gave a vague answer. I figured he was with CSS and perhaps was there to observe what went on. No he was with Anne Hillman, the reporter for public radio who interviewed me, they spent the night at the shelter. Things were not like normal last night, they put on a show for them.
First I walk up to the door and was let in right away, that is weird. We often have to stand there or sit on filthy cement benches for a long time, recently half an hour breathing second hand smoke. I don’t sit on the benches. So I thought the board must be having a meeting because they put that show on for them too.
So I go to the bathroom to check for crazy and it was filled to the brim, I’m exhausted, feel horrible and just so sad from what goes on at that shelter and the inability to get housing or really get anything done in this state due to the dysfunction of every damn agency. So I just go and sit on the group-w bench. Then I think I better go ask for a blanket before they run out of them or I’ll freeze under those damn blowers with the chills I am having. I show them the goofy thing I made on my tablet that says, Angry Homeless Person In The Lobby and then all these bugs around it that are supposed to be bedbugs. Then someone tells me Ann Hillman from public radio had been there talking to people. She is the reporter who interviewed me. I think wow how in the hell did she manage to get them to agree to that and that she has big ovaries to do this. I say oh I had no idea she was coming. Then in a bit I find out she and her co-worker were staying all night. Well that is why they let us in right away. It must also be why there are more women in the dorm than normal. Lots of times there are only a few women back there, but tonight the place was packed. That situation has gotten a little better due to the director recently having half her duties taken from her and given to others due to the dysfunctional and corrupt way she treated people.
Amber was in charge, she is new and a nice person, so hmmm. She was trained by the serial bullies however. I did not realize she was in charge until I saw the other person was that guy that generally sits and does nothing all night. He was the second in command. He actually walked around and occasionally tried to look like he was doing something, but he wasn’t, LOL. So that was odd, Amber in charge, no bullies there, how could they function without a serial bully? Then as time went on it seemed they had more monitors than usual. There are usually three at the door and one guy in the blanket, garbage bag area and one in the laundry room, besides the 2 paid staff. I did not count them, so I could be wrong, but it seemed like there were about five at the door or two more than normal all tripping over each other running around doing things. Maybe it seemed like more people due to them running around and actually responding to problems. If there was an argument or problem they responded immediately, they usually ignore problems for long periods of time and allow them to escalate or go on and on. They have told me in the past their procedure is to just let the issues resolve themselves without intervention. Yea they said that to me several times, LOL. Last night they were intervening their asses off.
They were a bit slow getting things done as the new person is of course not quite organized yet, but it was not too bad considering. Amber is pretty good at conflict resolution, de-escalating seems to be her goal, “She yelled at me”, “Yea and you yelled back.” Colt and Patrick would ignore the problem, join in the yelling themselves and then when there was finally an incident someone might get thrown out or screamed at by them, or at least threatened which keeps the person worked up and pissed off with a bad attitude that lasts a long time. Really what she did was rather than anally control all the activities of the monitors was just let them do what they already knew how to do and it worked pretty well. Putting mats down is not rocket science and they can always be told, hey move this one here or there if a change is needed. The supervisor can do other things like observe what is going on, talk to people, go check for crazy behavior in the women’s bathroom, etc if they delegate.
The reporter, Anne Hillman stayed up until after midnight and then she slept in the dorm, aka Bugville (bedbugs). I had showed her the dirt on the mats. Apparently the monitor who was on nights offered her bed to her since she was up all night herself. There are two classes at BFS, the people who sleep in the dorms, are in the programs, many are an elite group in the Inhouse program and then there are all the others who sleep on the mats in the front. Those who sleep on the floor include the elderly and people who have disabilities. The two classes are divided by chores. If one is unable to do chores due to a disability they are a second class citizen at the shelter. If you are a younger person with an invisible disability they treat you horribly.
I have a horror story of being tortured and Colt sabotaging my health care due to my chemical sensitivity issues. Then multiple times I tried to see a case manager about their programs and to figure out how I could do some chores that would work with my health issues. Given a safe place to put my things and protection from germs and chemicals I can probably do any of the chores as they don’t take very long to do. I can probably lift the stacks of mats, standing makes me dizzy, moving makes it better, but would want to wear a jumpsuit to protect myself from the germs (which I would have supplied). Without a place to store it and the ability to have the non-toxic laundry detergent I can’t do that. Then they just put property behind the desk, that is not really safe. Now I am very ill and exhausted from carrying my stuff with me everywhere I go, not being able to elevate my legs and severe sleep deprivation. So nothing will work. I probably have permanent damage to my health at this point.
After living there and being exposed to chemicals and aerosols which have made me sick I won’t risk the chemicals at all now. I cleaned with things like baking soda and vinegar and use personal care products that are non-toxic. I went and bought gloves and a mask and then Colt, Patrick and their gang of bullies caused more problems. I can’t deal with the bullying, the sabotage, the game playing and on and on, really being homeless and ill is enough to deal with. Why would I get involved doing something that would allow them to have access to bully me more? There would also be issues with the idiot factor that would drive me nuts and piss people off when I would say things like, you know, it really isn’t a good idea to…because it could cause…
When I went to see case managers they were not there about three times and one of those times I went to see two and both of them never showed up. They have these cattle call appointment times that was half the damn day because one has to sit and wait for all these other people. Then even if I was at the top of the list they would disappear and only come out as I was leaving pissed off. Once I am pissed, that is it they already inflicted their BS. So anyone who can’t be in their little programs is a second class citizen. So the people in W/Cs etc who need to be elevated to transfer to and from the chair are placed on the floor rather than on the prison boats elevated because they can’t do chores.
So an unusual thing that happened was this one woman who has a hell of a time getting off the floor in the morning and into her W/C was put in the quiet room that has a raised cement prison type of bunk. That way reporters don’t see how she is treated.
I was in the desk area in the top row which allows me to put my backpack on the floor(on newspapers of course) rather than on my mat. The row had all nice ladies, but then Lysol Woman arrived and picked the mat at my feet. Oh joy I hope nothing crawls off of her. One of the women was gagging at the odor so put on a bandana over her nose and face for quite a while. I hope Anne Hillman got a whiff of her. I could smell it some but my smell is impaired due to the severe allergies and chemical sensitivities for months, so it did not bother me much. I just keep alert for the sounds of aerosol being sprayed under her blanket. Then it was very unusually calm compared to most nights which was a combination of knowing they were being observed and the absence of the soul stalkers.
There was an elderly man who came to the desk claiming two guys stole his pain pills. Then he confronted them and they both took off which means they did steal them. If they did not have them and had not ingested them there would be nothing to fear. So the APD showed up, but that happens every night even two or three times.
For a while at a front table Amber was either doing an intake interview of someone who had never stayed at the shelter or getting ready to throw someone out and wanted it to look like they were compassionate about it. They aren’t compassionate about throwing people out and sometimes they put their hands on them to do so rather than call APD. It seemed odd and like a show for the reporters, the supervisor doesn’t do the intakes. But what do I know, couldn’t hear due to ear plugs.
That was not a normal night, especially due to no bully. It would be very interesting to know if Colt had been originally scheduled to work that night. Then apparently the normal night shift monitor had freaked out and got on a plane suddenly. I’m guessing it was about the creep she was in a relationship with. The guy who was also a monitor on nights who would say stuff like, “If you touch my back like that again I am going to knock you out.” He has not been a monitor now for weeks, I forgot to mention that. Since his behavior went on a long time with me reporting and nothing happened I do not know why he left the monitor job. They were in special housing.
I just hope Anne Hillman was able to get some good material and people had the courage to tell the truth. People kept telling me to talk to her and I would tell them she doesn’t want to talk to me because she already did, she wants to talk to other people or she wants to talk to you, so please tell her the truth.
Here is the late day post, I'll have to write up what happened last night in the morning again.
Phone conversation with Lisa Acquino the director of Catholic Social Services. Her phone number goes to the voice mail of someone named Mary Beth when I told her this she essentially called me liar stating they tested it and that was not true. I also could not get to her voice mail by using their staff directory. I have called multiple times hysterical from BFS and left msgs on the voice mail of this Mary Beth, there was no response. Some nights I left three voice mails and said things like “Celia Harrison, voice mail number 3.” Lisa Acquino starts out by saying she received information about the voice mail I left and wants to have a mtg, either she knows about the other calls or this Mary Beth did not tell her about them. When I tried to discuss the filthy mats she told me they clean them, I say, “No obviously they don’t and there are witnesses." Then she says Lisa Caldeira the director of the shelter says they have a procedure in place. “The mats are filthy, you have no idea what goes on and neither does Lisa Caldeira.” Acquino tells me they are primarily trying to help me get housing, OMFG! I say, “No you aren’t” and I recount some of the events that demonstrate this including waiting weeks for this Brad person for the second time to leave me a message for an appointment about the information he had to research and going to their cattle calls to find the case managers are not there or waiting 45 minutes and finally just leaving, please. I have been there since March and have written about the BS that went on with the “case managers.” She goes on and on about their training, I go on and on about how they need to be educated, you know like social workers. Obviously she is even more clueless and out of touch with what is going on at the shelter than I could have ever imagined. I finally had to just say goodbye to her as there are only so many lies and so much BS I can be exposed to before I vomit. The problem is way worse than I originally thought. Discounting the truth due to the powerlessness and homelessness of people is killing them. 25 dead since January, 3 dead in 12 hours. Fuck you Catholic Social Services. I bet they are telling others lies about me to discount what I say.
Then I called Berkowitz’s office. “Hi Celia I understand you visited us this morning.” Yep and the security guard sent the housekeeper in to see what I was doing in the bathroom before that. I was using a dental pic, she missed the part where I peed in a toilet, that security guard is just too damn slow and then he gave me the skunk eye which cracked me up. So I recounted the conversation with Acquino and expressed my disgust. She wanted to know the names of the serial bullies, Colt, Patrick and a new woman. “I can’t remember her name (ME/cfs), but I remember it made me think her parents were archeologists, she has Rastafarian hair.” “You mean dread locks?” “Yea.” Now I remember her name it is Cambria, which is a really pretty name. She is the one who gave me an infraction for writing incident reports about disruptive behavior claiming that I was causing disruptive behavior, I have seen her bully their monitors which are unpaid staff, but some of them are asses. I am still trying to get the required mtg with Lisa Calderia and read the file Cambria told me they are keeping on me, you know to threaten me. I must be properly disciplined for my egregious behavior. At this point I have no hope at all of changes and Berkowitz seems to be doing diddly, I said to his staff, “It’s all been lip service.”
Phone conversation with Lisa Acquino the director of Catholic Social Services. Her phone number goes to the voice mail of someone named Mary Beth when I told her this she essentially called me liar stating they tested it and that was not true. I also could not get to her voice mail by using their staff directory. I have called multiple times hysterical from BFS and left msgs on the voice mail of this Mary Beth, there was no response. Some nights I left three voice mails and said things like “Celia Harrison, voice mail number 3.” Lisa Acquino starts out by saying she received information about the voice mail I left and wants to have a mtg, either she knows about the other calls or this Mary Beth did not tell her about them. When I tried to discuss the filthy mats she told me they clean them, I say, “No obviously they don’t and there are witnesses." Then she says Lisa Caldeira the director of the shelter says they have a procedure in place. “The mats are filthy, you have no idea what goes on and neither does Lisa Caldeira.” Acquino tells me they are primarily trying to help me get housing, OMFG! I say, “No you aren’t” and I recount some of the events that demonstrate this including waiting weeks for this Brad person for the second time to leave me a message for an appointment about the information he had to research and going to their cattle calls to find the case managers are not there or waiting 45 minutes and finally just leaving, please. I have been there since March and have written about the BS that went on with the “case managers.” She goes on and on about their training, I go on and on about how they need to be educated, you know like social workers. Obviously she is even more clueless and out of touch with what is going on at the shelter than I could have ever imagined. I finally had to just say goodbye to her as there are only so many lies and so much BS I can be exposed to before I vomit. The problem is way worse than I originally thought. Discounting the truth due to the powerlessness and homelessness of people is killing them. 25 dead since January, 3 dead in 12 hours. Fuck you Catholic Social Services. I bet they are telling others lies about me to discount what I say.
Then I called Berkowitz’s office. “Hi Celia I understand you visited us this morning.” Yep and the security guard sent the housekeeper in to see what I was doing in the bathroom before that. I was using a dental pic, she missed the part where I peed in a toilet, that security guard is just too damn slow and then he gave me the skunk eye which cracked me up. So I recounted the conversation with Acquino and expressed my disgust. She wanted to know the names of the serial bullies, Colt, Patrick and a new woman. “I can’t remember her name (ME/cfs), but I remember it made me think her parents were archeologists, she has Rastafarian hair.” “You mean dread locks?” “Yea.” Now I remember her name it is Cambria, which is a really pretty name. She is the one who gave me an infraction for writing incident reports about disruptive behavior claiming that I was causing disruptive behavior, I have seen her bully their monitors which are unpaid staff, but some of them are asses. I am still trying to get the required mtg with Lisa Calderia and read the file Cambria told me they are keeping on me, you know to threaten me. I must be properly disciplined for my egregious behavior. At this point I have no hope at all of changes and Berkowitz seems to be doing diddly, I said to his staff, “It’s all been lip service.”
I do not want to go back to that shelter tonight.
Remember I said I did something really brave. You know Colt, staff at
Brother Francis Shelter who is a serial bully gave personal information
to Providence Hospital staff and most of it was false to harm me. He had
already been torturing me in the entryway almost every day making me
stand until the POTS got really bad. I had a syncopal episode before
going to the ER. The ER notes are utterly insane with misdiagnoses and
libelous material about me. They also document assessments as if they
were done when they were not and even some lab testing such as no blood
in my urine. They did not do a UA, I have I.C. there is always blood in
my urine, not enough to worry about, but it is always there. The doctor
says my CBC is normal when it is not. They also said I had a normal
rhythm, they never put me on a cardiac monitor, even though I asked them
to. Each visit got worse. The material is horrid and I did not want
anyone to see it because they would probably believe the hospital staff.
I went through and circled lots of material and provided proof and
explanations that what was said was false along with the parts where
Colt was mentioned. So he essentially told them I was an uncooperative
asshole who was nuts and they believed this uneducated serial bully who
is probably a psychopath. They ran with the material hurting me
egregiously over several ER visits. I reported this to adm at the
hospital more than once, then went to the Senior Care Clinic where it
was even worse. Remember the story of the nurse who chased me down the
hall and accused me of stealing hand gel? That was pretty fucking
strange.
So I made a copy of the first ER visit and put “circles and arrows with a paragraph on the [front] of each one”, it was actually way more than a paragraph as the notes were almost completely libel and falsified, medical records are legal documents so this is really ugly. They left me an envelope last night along with some low toxicity wipes for the mats which I went around and handed out. I brought the wipes I used the night before to show the director of Catholic Social Services, Lisa Acquino.
I saw a night shift guy who is a good person. He has done some things that are wrong due to where he works, the system and the training, but he is a good guy. Those who know about bullying and evil know the good people will do wrong in an evil system. When I saw him at the transit center he told me he handed the envelope I gave him to Lisa Acquino because he knows I have concerns of tampering and things being put in the circular file. I said, “I did something really brave.” Then I thanked him for being one of the good guys.
Just got this msg on my phone from a friend, a person staying at BFS, don’t know why it did not ring:
“Hi Celia, I hope I have the right number. I think its gona happen. I woke up at four o’clock, they woke us up late and ah Colt and Henry are acting like they are trying to hypnotize themselves into nothing bad is happening. There is a big meeting going on, they’re getting asked to come in. Morale is high, morale is high, I think this is it. I want to be there for the walk of shame when they walk out the door and I hope you can be here too. Bye. “ Not sure who Henry is perhaps that older dude who sits around gossiping with Colt while we stand outside the door and they won't let us in.
Then I got another msg not too long after that from her that ANOTHER DEAD NATIVE PERSON HAS JUST BEEN FOUND, just now and that she is about to be thrown out of Bean’s Café due to being upset about that death and mouthing off. They throw people out of Bean’s Café left and right, then people go hungry.
If Colt has been fired I may not be safe in Anchorage but there is another one who needs to go too.
The director of the shelter already knew about all of this, did nothing and did not talk to me about it. All this time I could only get one meeting with her and she lied to me. I called KTUU and ADN and told them to call APD about the death.
So I made a copy of the first ER visit and put “circles and arrows with a paragraph on the [front] of each one”, it was actually way more than a paragraph as the notes were almost completely libel and falsified, medical records are legal documents so this is really ugly. They left me an envelope last night along with some low toxicity wipes for the mats which I went around and handed out. I brought the wipes I used the night before to show the director of Catholic Social Services, Lisa Acquino.
I saw a night shift guy who is a good person. He has done some things that are wrong due to where he works, the system and the training, but he is a good guy. Those who know about bullying and evil know the good people will do wrong in an evil system. When I saw him at the transit center he told me he handed the envelope I gave him to Lisa Acquino because he knows I have concerns of tampering and things being put in the circular file. I said, “I did something really brave.” Then I thanked him for being one of the good guys.
Just got this msg on my phone from a friend, a person staying at BFS, don’t know why it did not ring:
“Hi Celia, I hope I have the right number. I think its gona happen. I woke up at four o’clock, they woke us up late and ah Colt and Henry are acting like they are trying to hypnotize themselves into nothing bad is happening. There is a big meeting going on, they’re getting asked to come in. Morale is high, morale is high, I think this is it. I want to be there for the walk of shame when they walk out the door and I hope you can be here too. Bye. “ Not sure who Henry is perhaps that older dude who sits around gossiping with Colt while we stand outside the door and they won't let us in.
Then I got another msg not too long after that from her that ANOTHER DEAD NATIVE PERSON HAS JUST BEEN FOUND, just now and that she is about to be thrown out of Bean’s Café due to being upset about that death and mouthing off. They throw people out of Bean’s Café left and right, then people go hungry.
If Colt has been fired I may not be safe in Anchorage but there is another one who needs to go too.
The director of the shelter already knew about all of this, did nothing and did not talk to me about it. All this time I could only get one meeting with her and she lied to me. I called KTUU and ADN and told them to call APD about the death.
[Nothing was happening Acquino had not even read the material I gave her yet.
What I am trying to demonstrate besides it was an unbelievable cluster of psychopathy, incompetence and treating the homeless like garbage is staff at homeless shelters and health care entities are involved in the government organized harassment program they put me in long ago. Colt may have just received false rumors about me because that is one of the tactics they use, but he also hated women and I do not put up with being treated like a second class citizen due to having a vagina. Colt then influenced others to harass me. The same type of scenario played out at the Interfaith Sanctuary in Boise Idaho. Catholic Social Services in Anchorage operates the shelter for women who are victims of domestic violence but allowed domestic violence at another homeless shelter to be perpetrated by their own staff because they considered those in the shelter for single people to be on the very lowest level for attention, compassion, financial support and safety.
The summer of 2015 while staying at the Brother Francis Shelter in Anchorage Alaska to add to the stress I had massive gov agency, gov contractors, WA DC, specific places in Florida, Wasilla Alaska, a specific area of Arizona with IP hits on my blog along with Alaska State government, especially the Department of Administration. There was often a pattern that started with Janet Napolitano's office at UC California. The patterns have changed over time with lots of hits from Colorado for a while where many of the gangstalking related government agencies are known to be along with the involved Air Force base. Then the in person stalking and harassment began.
