Please see my new blog: TERROR IN
THE HOSPITAL SEEKING HELP TO FIGHT COVID 19
Fighting with a new enemy Covid 19 …
Please see my new blog: MY CLEAR DEFENSE VS. THE DARK CORRUPTION OF MY LANDLADY, basically this is my housing nightmare #18 in an album
UPDATE POST #1070
AS LONG AS I CAN HAVE THE
RESOURCES TO WRITE MY STORY, I'LL SHARE IT WITH MY FOLLOWERS. I HAVE NO CHOICE
BUT TO USE MY WEBSITES AS IT IS THE ONLY MEANS THAT ALLOWS ME TO REDUCE THE
BARRIERS OF TIME AND DISTANCE.
New York, May 01, 2020
After years of clinging to
a painful path impossible to find justice, today the health crisis caused by
Covid -19 put my life behind barriers. My protests demanding justice against
Bank of America have been confined to a prison that does not allow me to escape.
The
miserable life I leave on
the street is now crumbling between 4 walls and hanging from the deadly Covid
19 and my enemies from home-18.
POST #1070
ONCE AGAIN, MY PERSONAL LIFE IS IN DANGER... I WAS SEXUALLY ATTACKED, AND I EXPERIENCE CONSTANT SEXUAL HARASSMENT AT HOME# 18 THAT ALREADY MY LIVING IS ESCALATING TO MAJOR PROBLEMS… THE LANDLORD IS THROWING ME OUT OF THE HOUSE IN FEAR OF A TRAGEDY MAY HAPPENS AND SHE COULD BE INVOLVED IN…ADVANCES IN PERSONAL LIFE BLOG
New York, January 19, 2020
...A minute of video confronting my landlady with her sex harassing cousin
Spanish only
Landlady: She says I'm protecting you, because she
wants me to like me to throw you in the street.
Sex stalker: what happens is that you... what happens is
that yes, I was without underwear ... you felt it, but it wasn't that it was
raised up.
The 2 faces of my landlady Spanish
only
Landlady: She says I'm protecting you, because she
wants me to like me to throw you in the street.
Me: You already threw me.
Landlady: she's accusing you
Me: What did you do? Without underwear with the loose penis, rubbing it in my arm,
grabbing on my face...
Sex Stalker: That is a lie!
Me: Don't you disrespect me?
Sex stalker: Well let's say yes. I disrespected you,
forgive me.
Me: But you're denying it? You didn't have underwear.
Landlady: and you did such a thing?
Me: let's see... answer it!
Sex stalker: she was on the edge of the bed and I stuck
and... I... I was talking... I touched her hair is true, but not with that
aggression because you know me, you know who I am.
Me: He is denying! He doesn't have the pants to say that he did it
Sex stalker: I'm not denying anything
Me: Yes, you are denying it! (sex stalker approached the kitchen counter)
Sex Stalker: you were like this... I stuck you
Me: Yes, you stuck at me with that raised up
Sex stalker: Did I stuck myself?
Me: with that stuck up?
Sex stalker: what happens is that you... what happens is
that yes, I was without underwear ... you felt it, but it wasn't that it was
raised up.
Landlady: Listen! Listen! If it's true… because I'm
already doubting it! Do you know why I'm doubting it? By the way you act with
me... because look, when you told me that he did that, I did believe you, but
now I doubt already.
These are the two dangerous
enemies I live with. They're talking about murderous
thoughts of a 13-year-old boy.
Landlady: I went to court and they gave me this paper.
The landlady's
son arrived from school, as soon as he entered the kitchen this repulsive sex
stalker asked him if he wanted to stay home, he would be with him
This is the heartbreaking
conversation that made me nauseous.
Sex harasser: Do
you want to stay here?
************
UPDATE DECEMBER 2020
DECEMBER A MONTH WHERE WORDS CANNOT DESCRIBE THE PAIN,
ANGUISH AND FEARS OF LOSING MY LIFE TO MY NEW ENEMY COVID 19. LIVING WITH MY
ENEMIES AT HOME 18 FORCED ME TO DRAW STRENGTHS WITHOUT HAVING THEM. THE
HARASSMENT, HUMILIATION, AND STRATEGIES OF THE LANDLADY TO KICK ME OUT OF THE
HOUSE KEPT ME STANDING UP AND ON ALERT TO DEFEND MYSELF. TYLENOL WAS MY ALLY TO
LOWER THE TEMPERATURE FROM 101-103 DEGREES.
Going to the kitchen every night after 10 pm to pick up 2
bottles of 64-ounce water has been a daily nightmare for me. In my small fridge
only fit 3 bottles of 16.9 ounces each. During the time the symptoms of Covid
19 hit me more I was always thirsty and being able to cool water was very
difficult. I can never go to the kitchen before 10 p.m., during the day there
is always a custodian.
The landlady removed the light from the ceiling of the
hallway preventing from having a light bulb in case of tripping over the empty
boxes she has on the floor. On several occasions she stays in the kitchen
around midnight to delay washing my dishes. She also disconnects the dim light
from the wall I use as a guide. Many times, I've been about to wash my dishes
in the shower. On December 26, she left a shopping cart between the kitchen
exit and the wall. When I went out to throw away the trash, I tripped, and she
gave me angry looks.
The harassment and revenge of the sexual harasser's sister
are allied with the landlady. The moment I go to the kitchen, she's aware. She
leaves her room banging on the door. She comes to the kitchen to throw garbage
behind my back. She leaves her room with a plate full of urine to empty it in the
toilet located next to my room. We usually meet when I
am back to my room.
My doubts that I was possibly infected with Covid 19 focuses
on one of the visits of the landlady’s ex-husband to her son. Ever since the
landlady put in the mind of her son that I'm going to kill him, they turned the
father into a security guard, and I became his constant target of watching. On
Wednesdays, Thursdays, Fridays and Saturdays he arrives home around 1 pm, time
that the landlady goes to work. These days are the only ones I leave my room to
go to the supermarket or pick up my mail. I think he is honest person and will
not go to my room. He is released from security duties when the landlady's
cousin returns home, usually after 6:30 p.m. The cousin doesn't even talk to
the child; she goes straight to her room.
On December 12, 2020,
this man sounded sick and worried talking to someone on the phone. At 7
p.m. I realized that the cousin had not
arrived, and he had gone leaving his son without security. The next day I
started having the symptoms of Covid 19. It's frustrating to see this man sitting long hours in the
kitchen facing the living room where his son is ignoring him. Every day I have to throw away trash to avoid
cockroaches and mice. As I walk through the kitchen, he stands up to look at
me. He use his time to watch videos or shine pots. According to the landlady,
her son doesn't like his father's visits and always wants them to be short. He doesn't
have good relations with the cousin either.
On December 30, 2020
after two weeks of absence, the landlady’s ex-husband returned to his security
duties. During the time of distancing his son was alone in his space having as
a door shower curtains. When I was fighting the strong symptoms of Covid 19 the
landlady and cousin didn't care to continue their harassment. Apparently, they
didn't get the virus.
December 2, 2020
a coincidence brought me back memories of the corruption I experienced with
studio apartment 3 L. When I got out of the elevator, I found two men entering
furniture. I was in shock because the door still did not have the top lock and
it was obvious that the apartment could not be rented legally. One of the men
was in front of me and I asked him if he was moving in. The man replied yes.
From that moment on, I felt that the corruption of the super continued. December 30, 2020, I decided to go out
and pick up a pulse oximeter in Amazon's locker that I ordered. When I was
waiting for the elevator, I was surprised by a new tenant moving into Studio 3
L. He was an African man who didn't seem friendly. He could barely manage to get
his stuff into the apartment. I was speechless.
2020 WAS THE MOST FRIGHTENING YEAR I'VE EVER EXPERIENCED. MY LIFE HAS JUST COMPLETELY FALLEN
APART. I FEEL TRAPPED IN A NEVER-ENDING CYCLE OF SORROW. December 9, 2020
UPDATE NOVEMBER 30, 2020
A MONTH MARKED BY TENSE DAYS,
AGGRESSIVE ATTITUDES, BANGED DOORS, CURSES AND INTIMIDATING STRATEGIES... THE
SEXUAL HARASSER'S ROOM BECAME A MYSTERY AND THE DOOR IS CONSTANTLY GUARDED… THIS LANDLADY IS SO CUNNING, I THOUGHT OF
ANOTHER TRICK TO MAKE ME BELIEVE HER COUSIN WAS GONE.
My October 30, 2020 discussion with the sexual
harasser had an effect on his family. This is my judgment according to what
I've learned about these corrupt people. The sexual harasser's sister worried
about immigration status if the brother is involved in legal matters. The
landlady cared about the money he paid her for the rent. Her ex-husband got him
a job of few hours at the restaurant where he works. The last time I saw the
sexual harasser was on November 3, 2020. His door has a loose lock and is
adjusted by a plastic bag.
On November 9, 2020 when I went to do my dishes, I
realized that the landlady was starting another trick for me to leave her
apartment. She removed wall frames and glass decorations leaving 4 small boxes
in the hallway. The next day she was nailing to the wall of the living room and
I assumed she was moving her paintings out of the hallway.
November 16, 2020 after 10 pm these cunning women
know I'll be in the kitchen for a few minutes. They wait for the moment I'm
washing my dishes for them to go to the kitchen and harass me. Tonight, the
landlady came to the kitchen twice, once to collect water and once to throw
trash in a dumpster behind me. If her son is afraid that I'm going to kill both
of them, she should avoid encounters alone with me.
November 24, 2020, the landlady and her cousin were
home all day. At 10:15 pm I found the landlady inside the closet in front of my
room. After she left the area and the light was off, I went to do my dishes. A
few minutes later I heard her cousin leaves her room aggressively and curse
aloud. She walked into the kitchen with headphones and a cup they use to boil
water. As soon as we had eye contact, she threw the cup near where I had my
dishes, then opened the fridge pretending to put water in the cup. When I left
the kitchen, I found the two women in the hallway. The landlady seemed to have
come out of the shower, she was wrapped in a towel. They spoke in code to make
fun at me.
On November 29,2020 when I returned from the
supermarket the landlady was in the kitchen, as soon as she heard me quickly
crouched down to hide from me. Her strange attitude caught my attention. I went
to my room to drop off my groceries and then went out again. This time we had eye
contact. On November 30, 2020, the cousin repeated her screams and
curses as she entered the kitchen.
This image describes my Thanksgiving Day 2020... all that
lifts my spirit are the family memories that help me survive the day.
*****BREAKTHROUGH OF OCTOBER POST.
****
When I was in the
bathroom, I heard someone walk into the apartment and the landlady saying her
door couldn't be lockless. At 10:25 in the
morning the landlady knocked on my
door to tell me that my door lock should be removed. Seconds later the super
showed up ready to do it. The super told me that none of the rooms could have a
lock. He took a picture of the door shaft to send to New York City office.
THE IRONY OF
AN ILLEGAL BUSINESS. THE SUPER CHARGED THE LANDLADY FOR
DIVIDING THE LIVING ROOM INTO TWO ROOMS AND KNOCKED THEM DOWN FOR FREE. At 12:15 p.m., I
heard the noise of a drill and approached the hallway. The door of the landlady
had already been removed and the super was putting shower curtains. Maybe he'd
charge you to put them on. The fire escape ladder became accessible.
At night when I was washing the dishes, the landlady's son moved the
curtains to see me. I feel sorry for this child, the mother is creating on him
a frustrated and lonely antisocial person. Not being able to have the door
locked increases my insecurity to live with a sex harasser. This fear made
me put a camera in my room and chain on the door.
UPDATE OCTOBER 31, 2020
AFTER OCTOBER 1, 2020, THE HARASSMENT OF MY ENEMIES AT HOME
18 BECAME MORE THREATENING. THE SEX HARASSER TOOK A VENGEFUL POSITION TO CORNER
ME THAT MY TOLERANCE EXPLODED AND ENDED IN A STRONG ARGUMENT WITH HIS SISTER AS
REFEREE.
***AN UNDOCUMENTED MAN LIKE HIM DESERVES DEPORTATION.
This sex stalker
takes advantage of the location of the kitchen to stalk me when I'm going out. Ever since I was
banned from having a lock in my room, I always try to sneak out when no one's
outside their rooms. This man spends most of the time in the kitchen in
strategic position to see me pass by.
On October 30,2020 from 9 a.m. I tried to go to the supermarket, but this man was in the
kitchen. At 10 a.m. when he went back to his room, I got out of my room.
Suddenly he opened his door amid the dark to find me. He scared me and bursting
with anger I repeated to him that do not mess with me. (Video translation from Spanish).
CG: What's going on?
Sex Harasser: What Happened?
CG: That's what I tell you what happened?
Sex Harasser: What's wrong?
CG: Don't mess with me! Don't mess with me
please, you don't know what's coming over you. Don't mess with me.
Sex Harasser: What Do You Want? Disturb?
CG: No, you're following me
Sex Harasser: What? Following?
CG: Yes! Don't mess with me, that's all I tell
you. Don't mess with me because I've got everything ready.
Sex Harasser's
Sister: What's Wrong?
CG: It's not with you, ma'am.
Sex harasser's sister: Yes, but I have to see what's going on.
CG: Ask him what he's causing me.
On October 23, 2020 at 1 p.m. as soon as the landlady went to work, the sex stalker took
ownership of the kitchen to listen to his high-volume radio shows and fry
odorous food. Suddenly I heard screams calling the landlady's son by his name "Saul Saulito.”
This caught my attention because
the child does not have a door but a shower curtain that encloses the room
where he spends all the time. The doubt about whether this man was taking care
of him or just wanted to show me that he's protecting him so I wouldn't kill
him made me leave my room. I found this man walking down the aisle in the dark
next to the curtains. Although the child hates me because the landlady and
cousins have made him believe that I'm going to kill him, I still have sympathy
for him and I'm worried about cohabitation with a sex stalker. The boy sleeps
in a space where enters cold, the strong smell of food and the worst, mice and cockroaches.
This sex stalker
uses the bathroom and leaves the door open to stalk me through the mirror. When
I open my door, I always look to the right to make sure he's not at his door
and when I look to the left, I find him staring at me with mockery for being
deceived.
The landlady and her
cousin Clara also wait for the moment I wash my dishes to enter the kitchen and
show me their butts. On October
28, 2020, when I opened my door to
go to the kitchen to wash my dishes Clara showed up near my room and carried in
her hands a container full of urine. We were about to crash and spread urine
over my dishes.
October 31, 2020 Halloween my favorite holiday,
this day brought me melancholy for being locked up. At night, when I went to
throw away the trash, the sex stalker was in the kitchen. Before my eyes I saw
the devil disguised in a jacket.
***Emigrating to a
country without obtaining documents does not take integrity away from a person,
it does not make them a criminal to be discriminated against. I know very well
the anxiety that is lived when looking for self-improvement and want to carry
out dreams full of illusions.
A person like this
sex stalker who lives as a pig and with no ambition to progress should be in
his country and be responsible for the family he abandoned.
UPDATE SEPTEMBER 30, 2020
THE EVENTS OF SEPTEMBER AND THE WICKEDNESS OF THE ENEMIES
WITH WHOM I LIVE WITH HAVE MOVED TO A HIGH-RISK FACET. THE HARASSMENT OF THE
LANDLADY AND HER FAMILY TO PREVENT ME FROM BRINGING THEIR MISDEEDS TO JUSTICE
HAVE NOT SUCCEEDED FOR THEM. I'M NOT
GOING TO LEAVE THE ABUSE AND INTIMIDATION UNPUNISHED, EVEN IF IT'S TIME FOR ME
TO DIE. I WOULDN'T MIND
DYING, AT THIS POINT I FEEL MY LIFE WOULD NEVER COME BACK TO ME.
IF YOU KNOW ME OR
NOT, PLEASE DON'T JUDGE ME.
I’m
struggling every day waiting for justice amid a world that is collapsing over
my head, feeling that the people I have loved the most have thrown me from the
face of the earth to a lonely cliff.
In this month I had
to confront the sexual harasser three times. He takes advantage of the lack of
space to avoid his encounters in the kitchen, bathroom or hallway. Besides the
disgusting meetings he comes from outside without a mask and stays close to me.
He does his things just when he knows I'll be around him. He comes to the
kitchen pretending he is on the phone or looking for something just to fool me.
he leaves the door open to force me to see him.
September 3, 2020 at
5:38:08 pm As soon as I opened the
bathroom’s door, the sex harasser six seconds later left his room covering his
lower parts with a towel as if he were modeling for me.
September 8, 2020 At 10:33:24 I went to the kitchen, the sex
stalker in less than a minute showed up to pick up a banana. He stood near me
to make me move aside and wash the banana. I asked him why he couldn't wait for
me to finish washing my dishes. He looked at me saying the kitchen is big enough for more people.
On September 12, 2020 the sex harasser stayed in the
kitchen for a long time to slow me down from going to do my dishes. At 10:40:49
I started taking the dishes out of the transport container. Suddenly, in less
than a minute at 10:41:16 this wretched man appeared. He pretended to look for
a glass from the cabinet above the sink. Then he turned around to look for
plastic cups in the cabinet behind me. He took one out of the bag and came up
to me to wash it. I asked him why he interrupts me, and he said, you’re just
doing dishes. He came out of the kitchen with the glass empty.
September 13, 2020 at 10:24:42 pm the sex harasser was in his room on the phone having the light on. At 10:24:47 pm when I left my room to do my dishes, 11 seconds after at 10:24:58 pm he came out of his room. I got scared and said: Shit! he asked what?? then walked in front of me and went to the kitchen. I waited down the hallway for him to leave the kitchen. He picked up the trash behind the sink which was a small amount. He looked at me annoyed by cursing and not entering the kitchen.
Sex harasser: You need to find an apartment for yourself, alone.CG: It is not your problem (I said repeated times)
Sex harasser: You get annoyed if I meet you.
CG: You always come to the kitchen when I am here.
Sex harasser: I can get into the kitchen.
CG: Yes! But why you don’t respect the minutes I am here which are 5 or 10 minutes maximum. The sex harasser didn’t answer me and walked away.
*****BREAKTHROUGH OF SEPTEMBER POST. ****
SEPTEMBER
25, 2020 POLICE INVOLVED...
The sex stalker
triggered the smoke alarm. Once again, I had to walk amid darkness and
smoke. The landlady came out of her room yelling at me that the alarm wasn't my
problem. She told me she owns the apartment and can do whatever she wants. I
told them they were using the alarm to terrorize me. She repeated to me that I
have no right to give an opinion and began an argument. The landlady’s son was focus in the
computer and did not pay attention to the screams. I called the police to ask
them not to harass me with the smoke alarm. The worst part is that the fire escape
ladder is blocked by two rooms with door and lock.
I waited for the
police outside the building. Minutes later, the sex stalker went out to hide
because of his status as an undocumented immigrant. An hour later the landlady
left. When I got back
to the apartment, I found the sex stalker eating in the kitchen. He must have
walked into the building asking the super to open the basement door.
Police suggested
I report the situation to the City's Fire Department. FDNY
I FEEL BLESSED! TEARS! FINALLY, ONE OF THE MANY LETTERS I'VE
SENT ASKING FOR HELP WAS HEARD. NYC DEPARTMENT OF BUILDINGS, I EXPECT NO MORE
SCARES OF FIRE ALARM
SEX AND EVICTION HARASSMENT
The constant sexual harassment has been
coupled with eviction harassment. On September 8, 2020 a woman knocked on my door indicating she
was coming from the court. On Sunday, September 13, 2020, I found
on the floor next to my door a card with an unused postage stamp to pretend
that this was mailed to me. The note says the same thing the alleged court
clerk said. It's amazing how a landlady
wants to evict to cover up a crime using letters made by her on behalf of the
court. Also, involving other people.
SMOKE ALARM IS A JOKE
September 10, 2020
The smoke alarm is
used by my enemies at house 18 to scare me. On September 9, 2020, the sex
stalker made me leave my room. The smell of burning and the noise of the alarm
was intolerable. The emergency exit (the fire escape ladder) was blocked by the
landlady and today I reported this violation to the NYC Building Department.
Video link https://youtu.be/8LFtwI37Jl0
NYC Buildings Department Administrative
Enforcement Unit (AEU)
I
am a 65-year-old US citizen and I turn to you to report a housing situation
that is involved in criminal actions of which I am being a victim.
On October 17, 2019 the super of the building at 2665 Grand Concourse Bronx, New York
10468. through corrupt actions brought me to Ms. Rosa Catano (Aka
Ms. Caba) to rent one of her rooms. Ms. Catano had remodeled the apartment 3 H so that two cousins Clara, Ivan and
I would pay for her rent. She turned the living room into two bedrooms one for
her and the other for her 13-year-old son, the hallway became the living room
with furniture, glass tables and other stuffs. This remodeling blocked the Fire
escape ladder and the apartment became very dark and without ventilation.
Ms. Catano has thrown me out the house to cover a sex attack
her cousin did to me. In efforts to push the eviction she is using the SMOKE
ALARM to terrify me. On August 24, 2020 Ms. Catano brought a new
sofa into the hallway and blocked the apartment exit and entrance to the
kitchen. When I came back to my room with a glass jug full of water, I tripped
down the couch, fell hurting my knee and breaking the jug. Ms. Catano was in
her room and she didn't care about my accident. It was an act of revenge
On August 28, 2020 with my knee in pain I had to run
out of my room amid the smoke and darkness, the smoke alarm was activated. I
went to the kitchen and as soon as Ms. Catano saw me screamed at me saying: We're
burning! We're burning! She said this to terrify me. On September
9, 2020,
for about 10 minutes, the smoke alarm was non-stop. The apartment was
completely covered by smoke due to burnt meat. Although the family doesn't like
I leave my room to find out what's going on, I do it. The alarm causes panic
and also the smell of burning is strong. Ms. Catano's cousin was banging the
smoke and the alarm with a pillow but due to there is no ventilation the smoke
was slow to get out. An alarmed neighbor asked what was going on. The family
doesn't care if the alarm is triggered, as they don't even turn on the hallway
light.
On April 8, 2020, the fire alarm was also activated.
It was another moment of panic to walk thru the smoke, the noise, the darkness
and knowing there is no way to escape in case of emergency. Recently, when the apartment smells burned, I
have to walk in the dark to see if it's a joke from Mrs. Catano to scare me. I
reported this situation to the owner of the building, and no one seems to care.
Also, this nightmare is
documented with evidences on my blog www.bankofamericamykiller.com Attached
please find some photos related to this case. I appreciate your attention to
this matter.
Sincerely, 
EVICTION! THE HEIGHT OF BULLYING!September 8, 2020
This is the height of bullying! A woman came to my room
according to her from the court to give me an eviction note. The landlady's
misdeeds can't go unpunished.
At 4 p.m. someone abruptly knocked on my door twice yelling at me that it was from
the Bronx Civil Court. An unfriendly woman with an unpleasant attitude was
alone in front of my door and handed me 2 copies of a letter. This was an unprofessional
printed letter with a court seal and an ineligible signature. I asked her when
the court date was, and she told me I'll be notified. This was obvious that Ms.
Catano intended to intimidate me by not showing up with the alleged court
clerk.
****
UPDATE AUGUST 31, 2020
THE EVENTS OF AUGUST ARE SHOWING
THAT THE VENGEANCE AND PERVERSITY OF MY ENEMIES AT HOME 18 ARE INTENSIFYING
FURTHER. ALTHOUGH I'M AWARE OF THE DANGER
I'M EXPOSED TO, I'M NOT GOING TO GIVE UP. HAVING NO VOICE OR EARS TO
LISTEN TO ME AT LEAST MY BLOGS WOULD HELP CLEAR UP A CRIMINAL INVESTIGATION IF
NECESSARY.
AN ACT OF TERROR FROM MY LANDLADY
The events that have
shocked me a lot take precedence in my blogs and I feel that I must publish them
as soon as they happen. My life is documented with evidence to facilitate an
investigation if necessary.
The fire escape
stair is blocked by the landlady. She turned the living room into two bedrooms
one for her and the other for her 13-year-old son, the hallway became the
living room with furniture, glass table and other stuff. Today the fire alarm
was triggered, with knee pain I ran out thru the smoke and darkness. This evil
woman yelled at me saying: We're
burning! We're burning!
DRAGGING THE MONTH OF AUGUST FOR
IT TO END… HOPING THAT SEPTEMBER WILL BE
BETTER
Resisting the pain of my battered knee, without health
insurance, taking expired painkillers. My fall was an act of revenge from the
landlady, the next day the evidence disappeared.
See video of the
fall at: https://youtu.be/O6vkRLUYZv4
SECOND TIME OF *****BREAKTHROUGH
OF AUGUST POST. ****
AN ACCIDENT IS ADDED TO MY MISERABLE LIFE! MY MEDICAL INSURANCE WAS CUT OFF DURING THE
HEALTH CRISIS OF COVID 19. I WROTE A LETTER TO THE BUILDING OWNER INFORMING THE
ISSUES THAT ARE GOING IN HIS PROPERTY.
In pain! My knee is
injured by an accident due to the remodeling of the apartment by the landlady
to rent rooms. She brought a new piece of furniture into a full, dark hallway.
On the night of August 24, 2020, I stumbled upon a sofa that was blocking
the exit to the kitchen and exiting the apartment. I was carrying a glass jug
with water and the blow to the ground didn't get the miserable landlady out of
her room to help me. I was forced to accept help from the sex stalker. who at first blamed
at me for the fall. His sister came out
upset. He told me his
cousin the landlady was on the phone.
c/o Miller and Miller
Once again, I want to bring
to your attention another issue that has occurred in Ms. Rosa Catano's
apartment 3 H of Grand Concourse, also known as Caba, where I rented a
room. I am currently awaiting the Eviction of Ms. Catano and two lawsuits, one for
sexual harassment and child abuse.
I want you to know an
accident I had on the night of August 24, 2020. Ms. Catano's remodeling
of the apartment turned the hallway into complete darkness, and the furniture
filling the walking space became dangerous.
Until the night of August 23, there was a dim light against the wall
that gave some kind of guide. Now there's another piece of furniture that
blocked the space to pass-through. I tripped by breaking a glass jug with water
and hurting my knee. Ms. Catano who was in her bedroom which is the living room
did not come out to help me. I had no choice but to accept the help of her
cousin the sex stalker.
Due to the hostile
coexistence I have with the family I use the kitchen after 10:00 pm to wash
some dishes and collect water. Day and night, it's hard to walk through the
darkness. On April 8, 2020, the apartment's fire alarms were activated.
The noise was loud and walking through the darkness and the smoke caused panic.
The Fire's escape ladder is blocked by Ms. Catano and her son's bedrooms.
I understand that I am not
your legal tenant to make any complaints to you. Regardless of the outstanding
legal issues, I'd like to ask New York City if these arrangements are allowed.
Unfortunately, the public health crisis caused by Covid-19 has locked me up
with these four enemies. I'm sorry for the inconvenience this matter may cause you,
but I consider you should know.
Sincerely,
Clemencia Garzon
*****BREAKTHROUGH OF AUGUST POST. ****
Video link https://youtu.be/0bRqP7LG3fE
AUGUST 7, 2020 THREE EVENTS HAVE
PUT ME ON HIGH ALERT THAT FORCE ME TO TAKE EXTREME PRECAUTIONS INSIDE AND
OUTSIDE HOME 18.
EVENT 1:
THE INCREDIBLE
PERSECUTION OF THE SEX STALKER I LIVE WITH ALSO CAUSED FEAR TO OTHER
PEOPLE.
The building where
we live has laundry facility in the basement which has access to the public
after 9 a.m. Today at 10 a.m. I went to wash my clothes. After I left the
laundry room and walked down the aisle to take the elevator, suddenly I saw the
sex stalker walking towards me. I was afraid for my life because we were alone.
I pressed the elevator and he stood behind me without saying anything. I felt
trapped between the wall and his body. As the elevator approached, he moved
beside me. I saw that he had something in his hand and could not describe what
it was. Once inside the elevator he
stared at me and we exit at the same time. Upon arriving at the apartment, he
went ahead to open the door. I waited for him to enter his room first.
EVENT 2:
After an hour I returned to the basement with the intention
of bringing my clothes without drying them. Luckily, I found a lady in the
laundry room and told her how afraid I was to have a man following me. I felt a
little safe and decided to dry my clothes. When I came back to pick it up, the
lady gave me a report that terrified me more.
This was what she
told me: video Translation from Spanish
EVENT 3:
DISAPPOINTMENT! The evil effects of the landlady's mental
manipulation towards her son began to take effects. When I moved into this
apartment this kid touched my heart for his naivety, isolation, living with a
sexual stalker and other traumas. Today he broke my heart. I found him at 10:35
p.m. in the bathroom which it is used most by the tenants. The landlady and
her son have their private bathroom. For the first time we made eye contact as
few times we have met. The sex stalker's door was ajar. When I was picking up
water in the kitchen all of a sudden, I saw the landlady's son staring at me.
The moment he felt discovered by me, he raised a lantern and pointed at me with
the light in a clear act of hatred and menace.
August 26, 2020, I spent the day locked in my room struggling
not to let my enemies see me walking in pain. My knee didn't allow me to move
easily. After 10:20 p.m. I made several attempts to wash my dishes, but the
landlady took ownership of the kitchen. Finally, at 10:47:53 she returned to
her room and turned off the dim light in the hallway. I did my best not to trip
over a glass table. The sex stalker had the door open. As I was about to leave
the kitchen and turn off the light, I heard the landlady’s cousin leaving her
room. It was very dark, and this caught my attention. When I got to my door, I
was surprised to see her cousin inside a closet that is in front of my room.
She was on the phone texting
August 18, 2020 once again this sex stalker terrified me in the
kitchen. At 10:32 pm the kitchen was available to wash my dishes. As soon as I
opened my door the sex harasser opened his to be sure I had left my room. At
10:33 pm he came to the kitchen to pick up an orange from a fruit basket that
was at the counter. Before he left the kitchen, he came up to me to pick up a
knife. I had to move out of the sink so he could wash the orange. He went back
to his room, sat in front of the door to see me on the way to my room.
August 15, 2020 A NEW
TRICK OF THE SEX HARASSER TO INTIMIDATE ME. At 10:25:38 pm I left my room to go to the kitchen and do my
dishes. The sex harasser’s door was closed, the light of the kitchen was on,
but no one was there. I figured out someone maybe forgot to turn off the light
and I went to the kitchen. I found a pot in the zinc with few pieces of
vegetable I believe it was Pumpkin.
There was a plate on the counter with a piece and a fork. I decided to go back
to my room. At 10:27:50 pm when I was opening my door suddenly the sex harasser
came out of the bathroom covering his private parts with a towel. I quickly
jumped into my room. At 10:42:12 I decided to go to the kitchen, suddenly he
came out of the dark to get into his room. We met very close and he slammed his
door on my face.
UPDATE JULY 31, 2020
JULY 2020 A SCARY MONTH LIKE SOME OF MY PROTESTS. I FEEL TOTALLY EVICTED BY JUSTICE AND WITH NO HOPE OF HAVING
PRIVATE HOUSING SOON. I HAVE NO CHOICE BUT TO SURVIVE THE ABUSERS. THE INSISTENCE OF THE SEX STALKER TO ATTACK ME AGAIN HAUNTED
ME DAY AND NIGHT. LEAVING MY ROOM BECAME A NIGHTMARE I CAN'T HELP… THE
DISTANCE FROM THE APPROACHES WITH THE SEX STALKER HAS BEEN SO SHORT THAT I HAVE
BEEN AFRAID FOR MY LIFE... THE DARKNESS OF THE APARTMENT IS AN OBSTACLE TO MY
EVIDENCE AND A BENEFIT TO MY ENEMIES
Throughout the month of July, the sexual harasser I live
with increased his obsession of harassing me. The strategy of leaving his
bedroom door open to see me enter the kitchen and then he appears there stealthily
or hearing the bathroom door when I open it or close it, made him a custodian
of all my movements.
THESE ARE SOME OF MY MOST MISERABLE DAYS
***HARASSMENT IN TWO
MINUTES… SEX STALKER SWAPPED HIS PANTS FOR A TOWEL***July 25, 2020 at 10:46:19 p.m.
I opened my door to go to the bathroom. It seemed It seemed that no one was
around; all was dark and quiet. My intuitions of being free of this stalker
failed me, he came out of the bathroom just as I walked in and stood by my
room’s door. While I decided whether to brush my teeth or wait, the sex stalker
swapped his pants for a towel that almost it fell out of his hand. In the
morning at 9:28 a.m. when I saw his bedroom door open, I quickly walked into
the bathroom. Immediately this stalker came out of the dark aisle to surprise
me. I could NOT stay locked in the bathroom for so long and had to leave. By
the time I opened my bedroom door I had the man behind my back.
***MY NIGHT OF
TERROR*** July 12, 2020 I was washing my dishes and this man appeared in
the kitchen stealthily and shirtless. He put the plate of his food on the
counter and opened the fridge. Suddenly he came up to me in slow motion and
picked up a knife from the dish-drying rack. I panicked and barricaded myself
against the wall. He opened the fridge again and pulled out a box with a cake
and cut a piece. Besides of seeing this man with a knife on hand, I worried for
the short distance he was in front of me. He comes in and out of the house and
I don't know if he takes caution for Covid 19.
***THE HEIGHT OF ABUSE AND SHAME*** July 15, 2020 in the afternoon this sex
stalker came out of the bathroom just as I opened my door. When he saw me, he
had the nerve to ask me if I wanted to dry the wet floor after his shower.
Later he came to the kitchen to use the sink. I felt desperate for so much
harassment and asked him if he couldn't wait for me to finish washing my
dishes. He didn't answer and stared at me. When I left the kitchen, he was by
the entrance waiting for me in the dark.
***DISRESPECT AND SEXUAL DEPRAVITY***On July 18, 2020,
when I tried to go into the bathroom to wash my hands the sex harasser was
coming out. He stopped by the door,
looked at his shorts to draw my attention to the position of his penis. Two
minutes later he left his room with a towel covering his private parts.
AN OBVIOUS ACT OF HARASSMENT... July 22, 2020 all day
this sex stalker was at home with the door open lurking the moment I go to the
bathroom or the kitchen. At 10:25 pm when I was washing my dishes he came to
the kitchen, put his dinner plate on the counter and opened the fridge without taking
anything. He went back to his room and brought a banana. He made me move my
things to wash it. Suddenly he appeared behind me to throw the shell in the
trash. He grabbed his plate and pushed me to put his in the sink. After my
second trip to the kitchen to bring water I turned off the light and when I got
to my room this man was near my door with a towel covering his lower parts.
***THE STALKING OF MY ENEMIES IN THE DARK ALTERS MY
NERVES***On July 1, 2020, when I was returning
from washing my dishes and before opening my
bedroom’s door this sex stalker appeared in the dark to scare me. I
reacted with a scream and he responded to me by saying: “Why do you get scared
if you know there's more people in the house."
On July 5, 2020, the
sex stalker scared me again in the dark. I shouted the word "shit” and this made the stalker
laugh at me. As soon as he saw me in the kitchen, he came in to open the fridge
and not taking anything. I turned off the light of the kitchen and walked to my
room. He waited for me by my door asking if I thought he is so ugly to scare
me.
Today July 31, 2020 in the morning I published my
post of July. At night during the only time I could go to wash my dishes the
sex harasser was ready to harass me 8 seconds after I leave my room. He followed
me to the kitchen and showed me part of
his butt.
UPDATE JUNE 30, 2020
MY
LIFE IN THIS HOUSE IS A WAR WHERE MY CAMERA IS MORE USEFUL THAN A WEAPON... THE
SEX HARASSER CONTINUES HIS ROLE OF HARASSING ME, I HAD TO CONFRONT HIM AGAIN...
MY ENEMIES COME TO THE KITCHEN AT THE MOMENT I'M WASHING MY DISHES. THEY WATCH
ME, OPEN THE FRIDGE AND THEN SHOW ME THEIR BUTTS…THE CORRUPT BUSINESS THAT THE
SUPER STARTED IN JUNE 2019, IS STILL IN FORCE… THE APARTMENT’S RENT BILL
SHOCKED ME
On June 23,
2020. At 10:22:03 pm I was washing my dishes and the sex harasser
stood next to me, put his meal plate on the counter and started stroking a
bottle to get my attention. Then he opened the fridge pretending he was looking
for something. I later returned to the kitchen to fill a jug with water, when I
came back to my room this man was in the bathroom with the door open, he seemed
waiting for me, with a towel over his lower parts. On June 2, 2020 the
sex harasser saw me passing by the kitchen. He began to speak tangledly
making it difficult for me to understand his offensive words. The next two
nights he did the same and I let it goes. On June 4, at 10:21:57 pm
I went outside to throw out the trash, he didn’t see me because he was
distracted with a pot on his mouth. At 10:23:19
pm when I returned, he saw me and started talking the way he does to fool
me. I came back and asked him if he wanted to tell me something. He said NO.
Immediately, he asked me same question. I told him no, I want to talk but in
court.
Since June
2019 that the super of this building promised me help getting the studio
apartment 3 L. Unfortunately,
I was victim of his deception, lies and false promises. On August 31,
2019 when
the studio was vacated, he told me that had no keys and had to break a lock to
clean it, paint it and make repairs. After many failed attempts to speak to him
he told me that he had misplaced the only key he had.
On May 16, 2020 I met the man who lives in
the apartment 3 L that is in front of the elevator. He put the bottom
lock, took the garbage out and then we exit the building together. On June
11, 2020 once again my feelings of helplessness were upon me. While waiting
for the elevator appeared the super with a technician, they needed to enter the
studio. The super’s secret tenant asked them to wait. Knowing the
super's cunning for dirty business, it was obvious that he would make more
money by renting it to a friend than I could pay him as a commission. He charged me commissions for the two rooms that
his friends rented to me to live a hell. On July 9, 2019 I lent him
$100.00 and he never paid me back. He's sure the owner of the building would
never find out about his corrupt actions.
On June 1, 2020 I found
the rent bill of the apartment outside, $1,942.28. I was surprised that
the landlady was on time on payments despite the public health crisis and
quarantine due to the Covid-19 pandemic. She works in a gym in cleaning and has
stayed at home the whole time.
UPDATE JUNE 1, 2020
THE DAILY POSTS I PUBLISH DURING MY PROTESTS I'M GOING TO
REPLACE THEM WITH A MONTHLY UPDATE OF THE CAPTIVITY I LIVE IN. ALTHOUGH ALL MY
DAYS ARE BEATEN BY THE MISERY, I WILL ONLY HIGHLIGHT THE MOST RELEVANT FACTS.
May 29, 2020
The psychological war between the sex harasser and I to
see who resists the most to the torture of living as enemies, is my daily
challenge. In the battle every night to use the kitchen, I was able to finish
washing my dishes at 10:50 PM. The hallway leading to my room is very dark and
what I hate most is tripping over this wretched man. Tonight, 23 seconds after
leaving the kitchen, he was by my door with his lower body covered with a
towel. The meeting terrified me because I felt he was waiting to attack me.
May 27, 2020
today my enemies scored a goal and surprised me. At 10:16
AM the sex harasser was stalking me from his room. At 10:00 PM when I tried to wash my
dishes, the sex stalker started cooking as usual. Finally, when I was able to
wash them, her sister came to the kitchen. I was in shock because since
February 25, 2020, when she threatened to hit me, I haven't been around her.
She brought a bottle almost half full of water and left it on the dining table.
She opened the refrigerator pretending she was looking for something, then
picked up the bottle. She pushed my dishes, threw the water and filled the
bottle with water from a filter. I stood behind her holding my breath.
UPDATE: MAY 20, 2020
ANOTHER OVERWHELMED BIRTHDAY MARKED BY FEARS, DUE TO THE
EMOTIONAL EXHAUSTION CAUSED BY COVID 19 AND THE HOUSING SITUATION THAT SUSTAINS
MY LIFE
On February 17,
2020 my landlady told me she's not afraid of the court or anything.
Landlady: I know things about you too. Wherever you live, you
supposedly people want to kiss you and they want to rape you. I've been talking
to the Super, but you talked first.
Landlady: I'm not afraid of court or anything
Me: Let's fix this in a courtroom, let's leave it like that.
April 26, 2020…One of the saddest days of my life.... the photos of New
York City taken by my son on his way to bring me a list of groceries and the
ones I could take at our meeting shattered my heart. (See Blog Personal life).
UPDATE: APRIL 24, 2020
…SURVIVING COVID-19, MY ENEMIES OF HOUSE 18 AND THE MISERABLE
LIFE THAT BANK OF AMERICA FORCED ME TO LIVE.
The
public health crisis caused by Covid-19 has locked me up with the four enemies
I live with. Every time I open the door to leave my room the key, my camera and
flashlight are essential. April 16, 2020 has been the deadline that my landlady gave me to
move out of their apartment and from this day the eyes of these stalkers are upon
me. All my movements are monitored.
The
kitchen is a small place and is always under control by the landlady and her
cousins preventing me from using it. After 10:00 pm I start looking for the
right time to wash my dishes. Every night is a race against the clock to do so
being the only reason to have access to the kitchen. At this time of night, the
sex stalker gets in my way. Just at the moment I can leave my room, he cooks
his dinner and takes shower. Sometimes when he is done, I go to the kitchen and
he comes to harass me. He leaves his smelly room open for me to look at.
On April 8,
2020, the
apartment's fire alarms were triggered. The noise was loud and walking through
the darkness and the smoke caused panic. The landlady when turned the living room
into rooms blocked the Fire escape ladder, this worried me more. The sex
stalker and I left the room at the same time, but I avoided crossing a word
with him. The landlady's son was in the kitchen, I hadn't seen him since March
4, 2020. The landlady was outside informing the neighbors that she had a
chicken in the oven, and this triggered the alarm.
My
life goes day by day in constant fear that these enemies will end my story, but
I have no choice but to take the risk and face them. I feed myself with canned
foods and rice made in an electric rice cooker. My refrigerator is small and
doesn't allow me to store much food. March 24, 2020 was the last day I went to
the supermarket and my groceries are now over.
UPDATE: MARCH 22, 2020
LIVING AMONG SHIT…
This is the room that currently I am struggling to keep it
along with my inseparable roommates of four legs. We are living the same
lock down... outside are our enemies.
UPDATE MARCH 20, 2020
... AVOIDING THE ENEMY FROM OUTSIDE: THE CORONAVIRUS...
DEFENDING MYSELF FROM THE ENEMY INSIDE: THE LANDLADY... THE SAME LETTER
USED TWICE TO INTIMIDATE ME... THE SEX STALKER ACTING LIKE A COWARD
Today
I was verbally attacked again by the landlady, to remind me that I have the
deadline to vacate the room that illegally rented me. I must leave on April 16, 2020.
This
woman continues to insist that the Blumberg's law products letter signed by her
is sent by a court. On February 29, 2020
she used a tenant of the building to give me a copy, today used another tenant
to hand me the original.
UPDATE: MARCH
4, 2020
OH MY GOD! I WANT SOMEONE WHO READS THIS BLOG TO PLEASE HELP ME REPORT THIS SEX HARASSER. IT'S
OBVIOUS THAT THE LANDLADY AND HER FAMILY ARE MAKING A PLOT TO CONVINCE THIS BOY
THAT I'M GOING TO KILL HIM. THESE 56 SECONDS OF VIDEO ARE ENOUGH TO CLEAR ANY
DOUBTS
Today at 2:15 p.m. when the landlady went to work,
her cousin the sex harasser went to the kitchen all afternoon to get my
attention with his outrageous phone. At 3:04 the landlady's
son arrived from school, as soon as he entered the kitchen this repulsive sex stalker
asked him if he wanted to stay home, he would be with him. Hearing such a
risk for a frustrated child stirred my stomach. I've been generous to this kid,
I'm a grandmother with morals and roots in the United States. This sex stalker out of being a stingy wretched, as undocumented would not mind
returning to his country after a criminal action.
UPDATE:
FEBRUARY 29, 2020
IN
SHOCK! …WHAT FRAUD! THE LANDLADY WHERE I LIVE IS INVOLVING MORE PEOPLE TO
INTIMIDATE ME AND SILENCE ME TO COVER THE SEXUAL HARASSMENT OF HER COUSIN.
Today the
landlady handed me a letter from Blumberg's law products office giving me a date to
vacate the room I'm renting. She assured me that the letter was a court order.
UPDATE:
FEBRUARY 25, 2020
THREATS! MENTAL MANIPULATION OF
A 13-YEAR-OLD TO INFUSE MURDEROUS THOUGHTS
Today I was threatened by the sexual
harasser’s sister. The landlady is terrorizing her 13-year-old son to have a
reason to take me to court. As I said earlier on this post this is a child who
breaks my heart for his lonely and isolated life in which he lives. His
parents' quarrels and separation problems keep him locked up with no motivation
to share in the outside world.
This child speaks very little
and spends the time after school alone, locked in his room made in the living
room. When the temperatures are low, I can feel the cold air coming out under the
door. Our encounters are
fleeting mostly when he arrives from school.
On Black Friday 2019 at the
request of the landlady I bought a computer for him. My son made the updates
for the child to use it immediately. The landlady complains that he is very
demanding to eat. The basis of his feed is pizza, chicken nuggets of McDonald’s
and Popeye chicken’s wings. On several occasions I have bought with my money
what he likes. His thinness makes me feel sad.
UPDATE:
FEBRUARY 18, 2020
The heated confrontation I had
with my current landlady on February
17, 2020 and the sex assault of
her cousin forced me to risk my life and make public the corruption and abuse
of greedy tenants who rent rooms to be rent-free. I've been victim of a rogue
super who with lies and deception brought me twice to the building where I live
now. His job makes it easy for him to connect with tenants to scam them by
borrowing money he never pays back and charging commissions to tenants and
sub-tenants.
My landlady doesn't believe in
her cousin's criminal act because I stopped talking to her. According to her, I
can't be at home being the enemy of the whole family. She brought to this adult
affair her 12-year-old son for whom I feel sorry for the miserable life he has.
After school he is home alone, the mother goes to work at 2:15 pm returning
after midnight, including weekends. She is off Monday and Tuesday. Her
cousin-female comes home around 7 p.m. The sexual harasser cousin spends time
alone with the child because his undocumented immigration status allows him to
only work a few nights.
The super helped this landlady
to do an investigation about my life in the apartment of seventh floor. This
was the first place the super introduced me to rip me off. All these
delinquents are united to destroy me, but I am not going to run away from their
fraudulent actions. I'm going to touch this landlady where it hurts the most,
her pocket.
UPDATE: FEBRUARY
3, 2020
Today I spent the day between
courts trying to file a written complaint about the current situation that has my
life in danger. The housing court considered my case to be civil and criminal.
The civil court informed me that they only do cases that require a monetary compensation.
My landlady doesn't have the resources to reward my suffering and emotional
stress after her cousin tried to rape me. I could claim the money that the
super fraudulently took from me with the promise to help me get a studio in the
building, but it would be hard not having receipts. Although he was in my bank to
collect his money, it wasn't proof.
I was sent to the office that
provide legal advice. They gave me two photocopies of a book "STATE STATUTES" Requirements and resources of Article
8. Table of contents.
I spoke to a criminal district
attorney according to them to open a case, it's necessary to have the police
involved. I appreciated they keep a copy of my letters and pictures as evidence.
I met a nice lady from the office of Elder Abuse Coordinator to help me with
housing. She recommended me to talk to Legal Aid who are specialist in legal
advice in a civil legal problem. This will be my next step.
UPDATE: JANUARY 31,2020…
I couldn't stand the continued harassment of the landlady's cousins that
I asked her to stop them from making my life a hell bigger than it is. I am doing
my best to live under the fears of a sex harasser who is protected by his family.
The conversation turned into an argument and the landlady asked her cousin to join
the meeting and confront me for what he did it. As all the sex abusers do, he denied it,
but when I told him that I will take this case to court he got nervous stating doesn’t
remember much.
This meeting made the situation worse and in fear of reprisals, I went to
a police precinct to leave a precedent, but since I'm not injured yet, there
was nothing I could do.
===================================================
END OF THE YEAR MESSAGE
POST#
1069...
I feel shattered writing this message. Unexpected medical conditions hit
me, preventing me from continuing my protests. Although the weather is very
unpredictable, I may have defied low temperatures a few times more.
I am very grateful with my devotee followers, I feel
strong knowing that they are there to support me, not judging me for how I look
or what I am doing. Justice has been denied to me and I’ve been fighting
for many years to bring it into my life. My thanks hold more appreciation
than any word can say.
The cyber bully "Jinete" assigned
by bank of America to ruin my protests made some of my days more miserable than
they already were. His stupid and intimidating attitude acting like he's not
doing anything can be blind to the world, but NOT me. The bank's support
makes its bullying lasting for so long, next year will have new posters and
cameras.
The hell of my protests will be in hibernation for a
few months, but unfortunately the hell of my dwelling still going on. I'm
locked in 4 walls, living with enemies who want to hurt me, one of them in
retaliation for a failed attempt of abuse.
This image describes my frustration due to an ill-fated diagnosis that
requires treatment. I just hope the weather will allow me to make a few more
protests and my medical conditions will allow me to.
Landlady: Listen! Listen! If it's true… because I'm
already doubting it! Do you know why I'm doubting it? By the way you act with
me... because look, when you told me that he did that, I did believe you, but
now I doubt already.
Me: Do you doubt it?
Landlady: listen why I'm doubting it... by the way
you're acting with me... because you've put yourself with me... you pass by,
but you don't say to me even good morning
Me: you told me to leave before a tragedy happened. Remember it. Do you
think he did something right with me?
Landlady: Imagine that I kick him! After I left my
husband. ... when I left my husband... who gave me a hand? ... it's them. So, I
can't kick them, I can't throw them out, and I can't stop talking to them.
(Outside the apartment)
Landlady: OK, this can be fixed if I...
Me: He's denying it.
Landlady: Yes, I know. I know he is denying it.
Me: and he's going to deny it.
Landlady: but, do you think this can be fixed if I
tell him to move out... that he goes away?
These are the two dangerous
enemies I live with. They're talking about murderous
thoughts of a 13-year-old boy.
Landlady: I went to court and they gave me this paper.
Me: Perfect!
Landlady: I got this paper to fill it out, I need your
first name and last name to put it here... My son is afraid of you.
Me: Oh, my God!
Landlady: My son says...
Me: You're terrorizing him.
Landlady: he says: Mommy I'm afraid
of that lady, she's going to kill me and she's going to kill you.
Me: What a stupid thing! Be
more afraid of a sexual harasser!.be more afraid of him
Sex harasser’s Sister: - Interrupts conversation-
Me: Look! lady with you I have
nothing to talk about.
Sex Harasser’s Sister: Don't raise your voice!
Me: I don't care!
Sex Harasser’s Sister: Don't raise your voice!
Me: I don't care!
Sex Harasser’s Sister: Don't raise your voice!
Me: What! Are you going to hit
me? Hit me!
Sex Harasser’s Sister: That's what you're looking for!
Landlady: My son is scared, he's
afraid... my son doesn't want to sleep at night. My son is very scared.
Me: Yes! More scared you must be with a sex harasser
who can hurt you.
Landlady: My son birthday was Sunday...
And what did he tell me? That do not buy a cake for him because he didn’t want
that….
Me: But you bought it for him,
didn't you?
Landlady: he didn't want a cake because
he was afraid, you'd give him poison
Me: What a setup!
The landlady's
son arrived from school, as soon as he entered the kitchen this repulsive sex
stalker asked him if he wanted to stay home, he would be with him
This is the heartbreaking
conversation that made me nauseous.
Sex harasser: Do
you want to stay here?
Boy: Eh? I want first to ask my
mom
Sex harasser: stay,
I will be here…did you hear?
Boy: Aha.
CG: What's going on?
September 13, 2020 at 10:24:42 pm the sex harasser was in his room on the phone having the light on. At 10:24:47 pm when I left my room to do my dishes, 11 seconds after at 10:24:58 pm he came out of his room. I got scared and said: Shit! he asked what?? then walked in front of me and went to the kitchen. I waited down the hallway for him to leave the kitchen. He picked up the trash behind the sink which was a small amount. He looked at me annoyed by cursing and not entering the kitchen.
Sex harasser: You need to find an apartment for yourself, alone.
DRAGGING THE MONTH OF AUGUST FOR
IT TO END… HOPING THAT SEPTEMBER WILL BE
BETTER
August 18, 2020 once again this sex stalker terrified me in the kitchen. At 10:32 pm the kitchen was available to wash my dishes. As soon as I opened my door the sex harasser opened his to be sure I had left my room. At 10:33 pm he came to the kitchen to pick up an orange from a fruit basket that was at the counter. Before he left the kitchen, he came up to me to pick up a knife. I had to move out of the sink so he could wash the orange. He went back to his room, sat in front of the door to see me on the way to my room.
UPDATE JULY 31, 2020
************
UPDATE DECEMBER 2020
The harassment and revenge of the sexual harasser's sister
are allied with the landlady. The moment I go to the kitchen, she's aware. She
leaves her room banging on the door. She comes to the kitchen to throw garbage
behind my back. She leaves her room with a plate full of urine to empty it in the
toilet located next to my room. We usually meet when I
am back to my room.
My doubts that I was possibly infected with Covid 19 focuses
on one of the visits of the landlady’s ex-husband to her son. Ever since the
landlady put in the mind of her son that I'm going to kill him, they turned the
father into a security guard, and I became his constant target of watching. On
Wednesdays, Thursdays, Fridays and Saturdays he arrives home around 1 pm, time
that the landlady goes to work. These days are the only ones I leave my room to
go to the supermarket or pick up my mail. I think he is honest person and will
not go to my room. He is released from security duties when the landlady's
cousin returns home, usually after 6:30 p.m. The cousin doesn't even talk to
the child; she goes straight to her room.
On December 12, 2020, this man sounded sick and worried talking to someone on the phone. At 7 p.m. I realized that the cousin had not arrived, and he had gone leaving his son without security. The next day I started having the symptoms of Covid 19. It's frustrating to see this man sitting long hours in the kitchen facing the living room where his son is ignoring him. Every day I have to throw away trash to avoid cockroaches and mice. As I walk through the kitchen, he stands up to look at me. He use his time to watch videos or shine pots. According to the landlady, her son doesn't like his father's visits and always wants them to be short. He doesn't have good relations with the cousin either.
December 2, 2020
a coincidence brought me back memories of the corruption I experienced with
studio apartment 3 L. When I got out of the elevator, I found two men entering
furniture. I was in shock because the door still did not have the top lock and
it was obvious that the apartment could not be rented legally. One of the men
was in front of me and I asked him if he was moving in. The man replied yes.
From that moment on, I felt that the corruption of the super continued. December 30, 2020, I decided to go out
and pick up a pulse oximeter in Amazon's locker that I ordered. When I was
waiting for the elevator, I was surprised by a new tenant moving into Studio 3
L. He was an African man who didn't seem friendly. He could barely manage to get
his stuff into the apartment. I was speechless.
UPDATE NOVEMBER 30, 2020
On November 9, 2020 when I went to do my dishes, I
realized that the landlady was starting another trick for me to leave her
apartment. She removed wall frames and glass decorations leaving 4 small boxes
in the hallway. The next day she was nailing to the wall of the living room and
I assumed she was moving her paintings out of the hallway.
November 16, 2020 after 10 pm these cunning women know I'll be in the kitchen for a few minutes. They wait for the moment I'm washing my dishes for them to go to the kitchen and harass me. Tonight, the landlady came to the kitchen twice, once to collect water and once to throw trash in a dumpster behind me. If her son is afraid that I'm going to kill both of them, she should avoid encounters alone with me.
November 24, 2020, the landlady and her cousin were
home all day. At 10:15 pm I found the landlady inside the closet in front of my
room. After she left the area and the light was off, I went to do my dishes. A
few minutes later I heard her cousin leaves her room aggressively and curse
aloud. She walked into the kitchen with headphones and a cup they use to boil
water. As soon as we had eye contact, she threw the cup near where I had my
dishes, then opened the fridge pretending to put water in the cup. When I left
the kitchen, I found the two women in the hallway. The landlady seemed to have
come out of the shower, she was wrapped in a towel. They spoke in code to make
fun at me.
On November 29,2020 when I returned from the
supermarket the landlady was in the kitchen, as soon as she heard me quickly
crouched down to hide from me. Her strange attitude caught my attention. I went
to my room to drop off my groceries and then went out again. This time we had eye
contact. On November 30, 2020, the cousin repeated her screams and
curses as she entered the kitchen.
*****BREAKTHROUGH OF OCTOBER POST.
****
THE IRONY OF AN ILLEGAL BUSINESS. THE SUPER CHARGED THE LANDLADY FOR DIVIDING THE LIVING ROOM INTO TWO ROOMS AND KNOCKED THEM DOWN FOR FREE. At 12:15 p.m., I heard the noise of a drill and approached the hallway. The door of the landlady had already been removed and the super was putting shower curtains. Maybe he'd charge you to put them on. The fire escape ladder became accessible.
UPDATE OCTOBER 31, 2020
***AN UNDOCUMENTED MAN LIKE HIM DESERVES DEPORTATION.
On October 30,2020 from 9 a.m. I tried to go to the supermarket, but this man was in the kitchen. At 10 a.m. when he went back to his room, I got out of my room. Suddenly he opened his door amid the dark to find me. He scared me and bursting with anger I repeated to him that do not mess with me. (Video translation from Spanish).
CG: What's going on?
Sex Harasser: What Happened?
CG: That's what I tell you what happened?
Sex Harasser: What's wrong?
CG: Don't mess with me! Don't mess with me
please, you don't know what's coming over you. Don't mess with me.
Sex Harasser: What Do You Want? Disturb?
CG: No, you're following me
Sex Harasser: What? Following?
CG: Yes! Don't mess with me, that's all I tell
you. Don't mess with me because I've got everything ready.
Sex Harasser's
Sister: What's Wrong?
CG: It's not with you, ma'am.
Sex harasser's sister: Yes, but I have to see what's going on.
CG: Ask him what he's causing me.
October 31, 2020 Halloween my favorite holiday,
this day brought me melancholy for being locked up. At night, when I went to
throw away the trash, the sex stalker was in the kitchen. Before my eyes I saw
the devil disguised in a jacket.
UPDATE SEPTEMBER 30, 2020
THE EVENTS OF SEPTEMBER AND THE WICKEDNESS OF THE ENEMIES
WITH WHOM I LIVE WITH HAVE MOVED TO A HIGH-RISK FACET. THE HARASSMENT OF THE
LANDLADY AND HER FAMILY TO PREVENT ME FROM BRINGING THEIR MISDEEDS TO JUSTICE
HAVE NOT SUCCEEDED FOR THEM. I'M NOT
GOING TO LEAVE THE ABUSE AND INTIMIDATION UNPUNISHED, EVEN IF IT'S TIME FOR ME
TO DIE. I WOULDN'T MIND
DYING, AT THIS POINT I FEEL MY LIFE WOULD NEVER COME BACK TO ME.
In this month I had to confront the sexual harasser three times. He takes advantage of the lack of space to avoid his encounters in the kitchen, bathroom or hallway. Besides the disgusting meetings he comes from outside without a mask and stays close to me. He does his things just when he knows I'll be around him. He comes to the kitchen pretending he is on the phone or looking for something just to fool me. he leaves the door open to force me to see him.
September 8, 2020 At 10:33:24 I went to the kitchen, the sex
stalker in less than a minute showed up to pick up a banana. He stood near me
to make me move aside and wash the banana. I asked him why he couldn't wait for
me to finish washing my dishes. He looked at me saying the kitchen is big enough for more people.
On September 12, 2020 the sex harasser stayed in the
kitchen for a long time to slow me down from going to do my dishes. At 10:40:49
I started taking the dishes out of the transport container. Suddenly, in less
than a minute at 10:41:16 this wretched man appeared. He pretended to look for
a glass from the cabinet above the sink. Then he turned around to look for
plastic cups in the cabinet behind me. He took one out of the bag and came up
to me to wash it. I asked him why he interrupts me, and he said, you’re just
doing dishes. He came out of the kitchen with the glass empty.
September 13, 2020 at 10:24:42 pm the sex harasser was in his room on the phone having the light on. At 10:24:47 pm when I left my room to do my dishes, 11 seconds after at 10:24:58 pm he came out of his room. I got scared and said: Shit! he asked what?? then walked in front of me and went to the kitchen. I waited down the hallway for him to leave the kitchen. He picked up the trash behind the sink which was a small amount. He looked at me annoyed by cursing and not entering the kitchen.
Sex harasser: You need to find an apartment for yourself, alone.
CG: It is not your problem (I said repeated times)
Sex harasser: You get annoyed if I meet you.
CG: You always come to the kitchen when I am here.
Sex harasser: I can get into the kitchen.
CG: Yes! But why you don’t respect the minutes I am here which are 5 or 10 minutes maximum. The sex harasser didn’t answer me and walked away.
Sex harasser: You get annoyed if I meet you.
CG: You always come to the kitchen when I am here.
Sex harasser: I can get into the kitchen.
CG: Yes! But why you don’t respect the minutes I am here which are 5 or 10 minutes maximum. The sex harasser didn’t answer me and walked away.
*****BREAKTHROUGH OF SEPTEMBER POST. ****
SEPTEMBER
25, 2020 POLICE INVOLVED...
The sex stalker triggered the smoke alarm. Once again, I had to walk amid darkness and smoke. The landlady came out of her room yelling at me that the alarm wasn't my problem. She told me she owns the apartment and can do whatever she wants. I told them they were using the alarm to terrorize me. She repeated to me that I have no right to give an opinion and began an argument. The landlady’s son was focus in the computer and did not pay attention to the screams. I called the police to ask them not to harass me with the smoke alarm. The worst part is that the fire escape ladder is blocked by two rooms with door and lock.
I waited for the police outside the building. Minutes later, the sex stalker went out to hide because of his status as an undocumented immigrant. An hour later the landlady left. When I got back to the apartment, I found the sex stalker eating in the kitchen. He must have walked into the building asking the super to open the basement door.
Police suggested I report the situation to the City's Fire Department. FDNY
I FEEL BLESSED! TEARS! FINALLY, ONE OF THE MANY LETTERS I'VE
SENT ASKING FOR HELP WAS HEARD. NYC DEPARTMENT OF BUILDINGS, I EXPECT NO MORE
SCARES OF FIRE ALARM
September 14, 2020
SEX AND EVICTION HARASSMENT
September
13, 2020
The constant sexual harassment has been
coupled with eviction harassment. On September 8, 2020 a woman knocked on my door indicating she
was coming from the court. On Sunday, September 13, 2020, I found
on the floor next to my door a card with an unused postage stamp to pretend
that this was mailed to me. The note says the same thing the alleged court
clerk said. It's amazing how a landlady
wants to evict to cover up a crime using letters made by her on behalf of the
court. Also, involving other people.
SMOKE ALARM IS A JOKE
September 10, 2020
The smoke alarm is
used by my enemies at house 18 to scare me. On September 9, 2020, the sex
stalker made me leave my room. The smell of burning and the noise of the alarm
was intolerable. The emergency exit (the fire escape ladder) was blocked by the
landlady and today I reported this violation to the NYC Building Department.
Video link https://youtu.be/8LFtwI37Jl0
NYC Buildings Department Administrative
Enforcement Unit (AEU)
280 Broadway, 1st Floor
New York, NY
10007
I
am a 65-year-old US citizen and I turn to you to report a housing situation
that is involved in criminal actions of which I am being a victim.
On October 17, 2019 the super of the building at 2665 Grand Concourse Bronx, New York
10468. through corrupt actions brought me to Ms. Rosa Catano (Aka
Ms. Caba) to rent one of her rooms. Ms. Catano had remodeled the apartment 3 H so that two cousins Clara, Ivan and
I would pay for her rent. She turned the living room into two bedrooms one for
her and the other for her 13-year-old son, the hallway became the living room
with furniture, glass tables and other stuffs. This remodeling blocked the Fire
escape ladder and the apartment became very dark and without ventilation.
Ms. Catano has thrown me out the house to cover a sex attack
her cousin did to me. In efforts to push the eviction she is using the SMOKE
ALARM to terrify me. On August 24, 2020 Ms. Catano brought a new
sofa into the hallway and blocked the apartment exit and entrance to the
kitchen. When I came back to my room with a glass jug full of water, I tripped
down the couch, fell hurting my knee and breaking the jug. Ms. Catano was in
her room and she didn't care about my accident. It was an act of revenge
On August 28, 2020 with my knee in pain I had to run
out of my room amid the smoke and darkness, the smoke alarm was activated. I
went to the kitchen and as soon as Ms. Catano saw me screamed at me saying: We're
burning! We're burning! She said this to terrify me. On September
9, 2020,
for about 10 minutes, the smoke alarm was non-stop. The apartment was
completely covered by smoke due to burnt meat. Although the family doesn't like
I leave my room to find out what's going on, I do it. The alarm causes panic
and also the smell of burning is strong. Ms. Catano's cousin was banging the
smoke and the alarm with a pillow but due to there is no ventilation the smoke
was slow to get out. An alarmed neighbor asked what was going on. The family
doesn't care if the alarm is triggered, as they don't even turn on the hallway
light.
On April 8, 2020, the fire alarm was also activated.
It was another moment of panic to walk thru the smoke, the noise, the darkness
and knowing there is no way to escape in case of emergency. Recently, when the apartment smells burned, I
have to walk in the dark to see if it's a joke from Mrs. Catano to scare me. I
reported this situation to the owner of the building, and no one seems to care.
Also, this nightmare is
documented with evidences on my blog www.bankofamericamykiller.com Attached
please find some photos related to this case. I appreciate your attention to
this matter.
Sincerely,
EVICTION! THE HEIGHT OF BULLYING!
September 8, 2020
This is the height of bullying! A woman came to my room
according to her from the court to give me an eviction note. The landlady's
misdeeds can't go unpunished.
At 4 p.m. someone abruptly knocked on my door twice yelling at me that it was from
the Bronx Civil Court. An unfriendly woman with an unpleasant attitude was
alone in front of my door and handed me 2 copies of a letter. This was an unprofessional
printed letter with a court seal and an ineligible signature. I asked her when
the court date was, and she told me I'll be notified. This was obvious that Ms.
Catano intended to intimidate me by not showing up with the alleged court
clerk.
****
UPDATE AUGUST 31, 2020
AN ACT OF TERROR FROM MY LANDLADY
THE EVENTS OF AUGUST ARE SHOWING
THAT THE VENGEANCE AND PERVERSITY OF MY ENEMIES AT HOME 18 ARE INTENSIFYING
FURTHER. ALTHOUGH I'M AWARE OF THE DANGER
I'M EXPOSED TO, I'M NOT GOING TO GIVE UP. HAVING NO VOICE OR EARS TO
LISTEN TO ME AT LEAST MY BLOGS WOULD HELP CLEAR UP A CRIMINAL INVESTIGATION IF
NECESSARY.
August 28, 2020
The events that have
shocked me a lot take precedence in my blogs and I feel that I must publish them
as soon as they happen. My life is documented with evidence to facilitate an
investigation if necessary.
The fire escape
stair is blocked by the landlady. She turned the living room into two bedrooms
one for her and the other for her 13-year-old son, the hallway became the
living room with furniture, glass table and other stuff. Today the fire alarm
was triggered, with knee pain I ran out thru the smoke and darkness. This evil
woman yelled at me saying: We're
burning! We're burning!
Resisting the pain of my battered knee, without health
insurance, taking expired painkillers. My fall was an act of revenge from the
landlady, the next day the evidence disappeared.
August 27, 2020
See video of the
fall at: https://youtu.be/O6vkRLUYZv4
SECOND TIME OF *****BREAKTHROUGH
OF AUGUST POST. ****
AUGUST 25, 2020
AN ACCIDENT IS ADDED TO MY MISERABLE LIFE! MY MEDICAL INSURANCE WAS CUT OFF DURING THE
HEALTH CRISIS OF COVID 19. I WROTE A LETTER TO THE BUILDING OWNER INFORMING THE
ISSUES THAT ARE GOING IN HIS PROPERTY.
In pain! My knee is
injured by an accident due to the remodeling of the apartment by the landlady
to rent rooms. She brought a new piece of furniture into a full, dark hallway.
On the night of August 24, 2020, I stumbled upon a sofa that was blocking
the exit to the kitchen and exiting the apartment. I was carrying a glass jug
with water and the blow to the ground didn't get the miserable landlady out of
her room to help me. I was forced to accept help from the sex stalker. who at first blamed
at me for the fall. His sister came out
upset. He told me his
cousin the landlady was on the phone.
c/o Miller and Miller
29 Locust Avenue
Rye, New York 10580
Attn: Mr. Ben
Once again, I want to bring
to your attention another issue that has occurred in Ms. Rosa Catano's
apartment 3 H of Grand Concourse, also known as Caba, where I rented a
room. I am currently awaiting the Eviction of Ms. Catano and two lawsuits, one for
sexual harassment and child abuse.
I want you to know an
accident I had on the night of August 24, 2020. Ms. Catano's remodeling
of the apartment turned the hallway into complete darkness, and the furniture
filling the walking space became dangerous.
Until the night of August 23, there was a dim light against the wall
that gave some kind of guide. Now there's another piece of furniture that
blocked the space to pass-through. I tripped by breaking a glass jug with water
and hurting my knee. Ms. Catano who was in her bedroom which is the living room
did not come out to help me. I had no choice but to accept the help of her
cousin the sex stalker.
Due to the hostile
coexistence I have with the family I use the kitchen after 10:00 pm to wash
some dishes and collect water. Day and night, it's hard to walk through the
darkness. On April 8, 2020, the apartment's fire alarms were activated.
The noise was loud and walking through the darkness and the smoke caused panic.
The Fire's escape ladder is blocked by Ms. Catano and her son's bedrooms.
I understand that I am not
your legal tenant to make any complaints to you. Regardless of the outstanding
legal issues, I'd like to ask New York City if these arrangements are allowed.
Unfortunately, the public health crisis caused by Covid-19 has locked me up
with these four enemies. I'm sorry for the inconvenience this matter may cause you,
but I consider you should know.
Sincerely,
Clemencia Garzon
Attached please find pictures
and two documents relevant to this case.
*****BREAKTHROUGH OF AUGUST POST. ****
Video link https://youtu.be/0bRqP7LG3fE
AUGUST 7, 2020 THREE EVENTS HAVE
PUT ME ON HIGH ALERT THAT FORCE ME TO TAKE EXTREME PRECAUTIONS INSIDE AND
OUTSIDE HOME 18.
EVENT 1:
THE INCREDIBLE
PERSECUTION OF THE SEX STALKER I LIVE WITH ALSO CAUSED FEAR TO OTHER
PEOPLE.
The building where
we live has laundry facility in the basement which has access to the public
after 9 a.m. Today at 10 a.m. I went to wash my clothes. After I left the
laundry room and walked down the aisle to take the elevator, suddenly I saw the
sex stalker walking towards me. I was afraid for my life because we were alone.
I pressed the elevator and he stood behind me without saying anything. I felt
trapped between the wall and his body. As the elevator approached, he moved
beside me. I saw that he had something in his hand and could not describe what
it was. Once inside the elevator he
stared at me and we exit at the same time. Upon arriving at the apartment, he
went ahead to open the door. I waited for him to enter his room first.
EVENT 2:
After an hour I returned to the basement with the intention
of bringing my clothes without drying them. Luckily, I found a lady in the
laundry room and told her how afraid I was to have a man following me. I felt a
little safe and decided to dry my clothes. When I came back to pick it up, the
lady gave me a report that terrified me more.
This was what she
told me: video Translation from Spanish
Me: if you hear me scream come
Maria: Ah I'm going over there with you, wait a moment
Me: He was out there.
Maria: Is he following you anywhere?
Me: I found him here
Maria: What color the shirt is
Me: Red
Maria: Then I saw him
Me: He's skinny
Maria: yes! he was here
Me: What time did you see him?
Maria: Long ago
Maria: He was here, I saw him
Maria: He was looking… I asked him about the super
Me: I'll bring down my bags
On my return to the basement:
Me: I didn't see him! I didn't see him!
Maria: Yes, but I saw him right now! I got scared
Me: Where did you see him?
Maria: At front over there… (pointing the aisle)
Me: He is calculating the time
Another woman: did you see him?
Maria: She didn't see him, but I saw him… it’s weird... I
noticed that man is weird
Me: I know, I saw
something on his hand
EVENT 3:
DISAPPOINTMENT! The evil effects of the landlady's mental
manipulation towards her son began to take effects. When I moved into this
apartment this kid touched my heart for his naivety, isolation, living with a
sexual stalker and other traumas. Today he broke my heart. I found him at 10:35
p.m. in the bathroom which it is used most by the tenants. The landlady and
her son have their private bathroom. For the first time we made eye contact as
few times we have met. The sex stalker's door was ajar. When I was picking up
water in the kitchen all of a sudden, I saw the landlady's son staring at me.
The moment he felt discovered by me, he raised a lantern and pointed at me with
the light in a clear act of hatred and menace.
August 26, 2020, I spent the day locked in my room struggling
not to let my enemies see me walking in pain. My knee didn't allow me to move
easily. After 10:20 p.m. I made several attempts to wash my dishes, but the
landlady took ownership of the kitchen. Finally, at 10:47:53 she returned to
her room and turned off the dim light in the hallway. I did my best not to trip
over a glass table. The sex stalker had the door open. As I was about to leave
the kitchen and turn off the light, I heard the landlady’s cousin leaving her
room. It was very dark, and this caught my attention. When I got to my door, I
was surprised to see her cousin inside a closet that is in front of my room.
She was on the phone texting
August 18, 2020 once again this sex stalker terrified me in the kitchen. At 10:32 pm the kitchen was available to wash my dishes. As soon as I opened my door the sex harasser opened his to be sure I had left my room. At 10:33 pm he came to the kitchen to pick up an orange from a fruit basket that was at the counter. Before he left the kitchen, he came up to me to pick up a knife. I had to move out of the sink so he could wash the orange. He went back to his room, sat in front of the door to see me on the way to my room.
August 15, 2020 A NEW
TRICK OF THE SEX HARASSER TO INTIMIDATE ME. At 10:25:38 pm I left my room to go to the kitchen and do my
dishes. The sex harasser’s door was closed, the light of the kitchen was on,
but no one was there. I figured out someone maybe forgot to turn off the light
and I went to the kitchen. I found a pot in the zinc with few pieces of
vegetable I believe it was Pumpkin.
There was a plate on the counter with a piece and a fork. I decided to go back
to my room. At 10:27:50 pm when I was opening my door suddenly the sex harasser
came out of the bathroom covering his private parts with a towel. I quickly
jumped into my room. At 10:42:12 I decided to go to the kitchen, suddenly he
came out of the dark to get into his room. We met very close and he slammed his
door on my face.
UPDATE JULY 31, 2020
JULY 2020 A SCARY MONTH LIKE SOME OF MY PROTESTS. I FEEL TOTALLY EVICTED BY JUSTICE AND WITH NO HOPE OF HAVING
PRIVATE HOUSING SOON. I HAVE NO CHOICE BUT TO SURVIVE THE ABUSERS. THE INSISTENCE OF THE SEX STALKER TO ATTACK ME AGAIN HAUNTED
ME DAY AND NIGHT. LEAVING MY ROOM BECAME A NIGHTMARE I CAN'T HELP… THE
DISTANCE FROM THE APPROACHES WITH THE SEX STALKER HAS BEEN SO SHORT THAT I HAVE
BEEN AFRAID FOR MY LIFE... THE DARKNESS OF THE APARTMENT IS AN OBSTACLE TO MY
EVIDENCE AND A BENEFIT TO MY ENEMIES
Throughout the month of July, the sexual harasser I live
with increased his obsession of harassing me. The strategy of leaving his
bedroom door open to see me enter the kitchen and then he appears there stealthily
or hearing the bathroom door when I open it or close it, made him a custodian
of all my movements.
THESE ARE SOME OF MY MOST MISERABLE DAYS
***HARASSMENT IN TWO
MINUTES… SEX STALKER SWAPPED HIS PANTS FOR A TOWEL***July 25, 2020 at 10:46:19 p.m.
I opened my door to go to the bathroom. It seemed It seemed that no one was
around; all was dark and quiet. My intuitions of being free of this stalker
failed me, he came out of the bathroom just as I walked in and stood by my
room’s door. While I decided whether to brush my teeth or wait, the sex stalker
swapped his pants for a towel that almost it fell out of his hand. In the
morning at 9:28 a.m. when I saw his bedroom door open, I quickly walked into
the bathroom. Immediately this stalker came out of the dark aisle to surprise
me. I could NOT stay locked in the bathroom for so long and had to leave. By
the time I opened my bedroom door I had the man behind my back.
***MY NIGHT OF
TERROR*** July 12, 2020 I was washing my dishes and this man appeared in
the kitchen stealthily and shirtless. He put the plate of his food on the
counter and opened the fridge. Suddenly he came up to me in slow motion and
picked up a knife from the dish-drying rack. I panicked and barricaded myself
against the wall. He opened the fridge again and pulled out a box with a cake
and cut a piece. Besides of seeing this man with a knife on hand, I worried for
the short distance he was in front of me. He comes in and out of the house and
I don't know if he takes caution for Covid 19.
***THE HEIGHT OF ABUSE AND SHAME*** July 15, 2020 in the afternoon this sex
stalker came out of the bathroom just as I opened my door. When he saw me, he
had the nerve to ask me if I wanted to dry the wet floor after his shower.
Later he came to the kitchen to use the sink. I felt desperate for so much
harassment and asked him if he couldn't wait for me to finish washing my
dishes. He didn't answer and stared at me. When I left the kitchen, he was by
the entrance waiting for me in the dark.
***DISRESPECT AND SEXUAL DEPRAVITY***On July 18, 2020,
when I tried to go into the bathroom to wash my hands the sex harasser was
coming out. He stopped by the door,
looked at his shorts to draw my attention to the position of his penis. Two
minutes later he left his room with a towel covering his private parts.
AN OBVIOUS ACT OF HARASSMENT... July 22, 2020 all day
this sex stalker was at home with the door open lurking the moment I go to the
bathroom or the kitchen. At 10:25 pm when I was washing my dishes he came to
the kitchen, put his dinner plate on the counter and opened the fridge without taking
anything. He went back to his room and brought a banana. He made me move my
things to wash it. Suddenly he appeared behind me to throw the shell in the
trash. He grabbed his plate and pushed me to put his in the sink. After my
second trip to the kitchen to bring water I turned off the light and when I got
to my room this man was near my door with a towel covering his lower parts.
***THE STALKING OF MY ENEMIES IN THE DARK ALTERS MY
NERVES***On July 1, 2020, when I was returning
from washing my dishes and before opening my
bedroom’s door this sex stalker appeared in the dark to scare me. I
reacted with a scream and he responded to me by saying: “Why do you get scared
if you know there's more people in the house."
On July 5, 2020, the
sex stalker scared me again in the dark. I shouted the word "shit” and this made the stalker
laugh at me. As soon as he saw me in the kitchen, he came in to open the fridge
and not taking anything. I turned off the light of the kitchen and walked to my
room. He waited for me by my door asking if I thought he is so ugly to scare
me.
Today July 31, 2020 in the morning I published my
post of July. At night during the only time I could go to wash my dishes the
sex harasser was ready to harass me 8 seconds after I leave my room. He followed
me to the kitchen and showed me part of
his butt.
UPDATE JUNE 30, 2020
MY
LIFE IN THIS HOUSE IS A WAR WHERE MY CAMERA IS MORE USEFUL THAN A WEAPON... THE
SEX HARASSER CONTINUES HIS ROLE OF HARASSING ME, I HAD TO CONFRONT HIM AGAIN...
MY ENEMIES COME TO THE KITCHEN AT THE MOMENT I'M WASHING MY DISHES. THEY WATCH
ME, OPEN THE FRIDGE AND THEN SHOW ME THEIR BUTTS…THE CORRUPT BUSINESS THAT THE
SUPER STARTED IN JUNE 2019, IS STILL IN FORCE… THE APARTMENT’S RENT BILL
SHOCKED ME
On June 23,
2020. At 10:22:03 pm I was washing my dishes and the sex harasser
stood next to me, put his meal plate on the counter and started stroking a
bottle to get my attention. Then he opened the fridge pretending he was looking
for something. I later returned to the kitchen to fill a jug with water, when I
came back to my room this man was in the bathroom with the door open, he seemed
waiting for me, with a towel over his lower parts. On June 2, 2020 the
sex harasser saw me passing by the kitchen. He began to speak tangledly
making it difficult for me to understand his offensive words. The next two
nights he did the same and I let it goes. On June 4, at 10:21:57 pm
I went outside to throw out the trash, he didn’t see me because he was
distracted with a pot on his mouth. At 10:23:19
pm when I returned, he saw me and started talking the way he does to fool
me. I came back and asked him if he wanted to tell me something. He said NO.
Immediately, he asked me same question. I told him no, I want to talk but in
court.
Since June
2019 that the super of this building promised me help getting the studio
apartment 3 L. Unfortunately,
I was victim of his deception, lies and false promises. On August 31,
2019 when
the studio was vacated, he told me that had no keys and had to break a lock to
clean it, paint it and make repairs. After many failed attempts to speak to him
he told me that he had misplaced the only key he had.
October 27, 2019, I
heard someone talking loud inside the studio. I asked him how the studio had
been rented if the door did not have the upper lock. He said one of his friends
lived there temporarily. This day he asked me for $200.00 loan, according to
him it was to complete the salary of people who worked on the fifth floor. He
was expecting a check for $7000,00 and then I'd get my money back. I ran away
from him.
On May 16, 2020 I met the man who lives in
the apartment 3 L that is in front of the elevator. He put the bottom
lock, took the garbage out and then we exit the building together. On June
11, 2020 once again my feelings of helplessness were upon me. While waiting
for the elevator appeared the super with a technician, they needed to enter the
studio. The super’s secret tenant asked them to wait. Knowing the
super's cunning for dirty business, it was obvious that he would make more
money by renting it to a friend than I could pay him as a commission. He charged me commissions for the two rooms that
his friends rented to me to live a hell. On July 9, 2019 I lent him
$100.00 and he never paid me back. He's sure the owner of the building would
never find out about his corrupt actions.
On June 1, 2020 I found
the rent bill of the apartment outside, $1,942.28. I was surprised that
the landlady was on time on payments despite the public health crisis and
quarantine due to the Covid-19 pandemic. She works in a gym in cleaning and has
stayed at home the whole time.
UPDATE JUNE 1, 2020
THE DAILY POSTS I PUBLISH DURING MY PROTESTS I'M GOING TO
REPLACE THEM WITH A MONTHLY UPDATE OF THE CAPTIVITY I LIVE IN. ALTHOUGH ALL MY
DAYS ARE BEATEN BY THE MISERY, I WILL ONLY HIGHLIGHT THE MOST RELEVANT FACTS.
May 29, 2020
The psychological war between the sex harasser and I to
see who resists the most to the torture of living as enemies, is my daily
challenge. In the battle every night to use the kitchen, I was able to finish
washing my dishes at 10:50 PM. The hallway leading to my room is very dark and
what I hate most is tripping over this wretched man. Tonight, 23 seconds after
leaving the kitchen, he was by my door with his lower body covered with a
towel. The meeting terrified me because I felt he was waiting to attack me.
May 27, 2020
today my enemies scored a goal and surprised me. At 10:16
AM the sex harasser was stalking me from his room. At 10:00 PM when I tried to wash my
dishes, the sex stalker started cooking as usual. Finally, when I was able to
wash them, her sister came to the kitchen. I was in shock because since
February 25, 2020, when she threatened to hit me, I haven't been around her.
She brought a bottle almost half full of water and left it on the dining table.
She opened the refrigerator pretending she was looking for something, then
picked up the bottle. She pushed my dishes, threw the water and filled the
bottle with water from a filter. I stood behind her holding my breath.
UPDATE: MAY 20, 2020
ANOTHER OVERWHELMED BIRTHDAY MARKED BY FEARS, DUE TO THE
EMOTIONAL EXHAUSTION CAUSED BY COVID 19 AND THE HOUSING SITUATION THAT SUSTAINS
MY LIFE
On February 17,
2020 my landlady told me she's not afraid of the court or anything.
This gave me a worrying sense of what I might expect from
her. I haven't been able to let a day go by without thinking about it. I am
locked up with a SUPER-LANDLADY who
doesn't care about renting rooms illegally to be rent- free, who protects a
sexual harasser by being cousins, and puts in her son's mind killer thoughts as
an excuse to throw me out of the house.
Landlady: I know things about you too. Wherever you live, you
supposedly people want to kiss you and they want to rape you. I've been talking
to the Super, but you talked first.
He
said she already talked to me; the super told me. I asked him… but where she
lived, I didn't even know.
Me: Yes, upstairs.
Landlady: I went over there to the seventh floor and you
supposedly left there because there was a man who wanted to kiss you.
Me: Yes! Yes he took me by force and he was behind the landlady
too.
Landlady: I'm not afraid of anything.
Me: Perfect Okay! Perfect!
Landlady: I'm not afraid of court or anything
Landlady: I'm not afraid of court or anything
Me: Let's fix this in a courtroom, let's leave it like that.
Landlady: I myself, can't speak well about you ma'am.
Me: Don't you? What did I do to you?
Landlady: do you know what you've done to me? You walk by and
don't say hello.
Me: that's not harm, that's not a crime. That's not a
crime like your cousin did. What your cousin did is a crime.
Landlady: (touching her eyes) here… and if I see when he
harassed you, I say yes.
Me: You didn't, so you don't believe then.
April 26, 2020…One of the saddest days of my life.... the photos of New
York City taken by my son on his way to bring me a list of groceries and the
ones I could take at our meeting shattered my heart. (See Blog Personal life).
UPDATE: APRIL 24, 2020
…SURVIVING COVID-19, MY ENEMIES OF HOUSE 18 AND THE MISERABLE
LIFE THAT BANK OF AMERICA FORCED ME TO LIVE.
The
public health crisis caused by Covid-19 has locked me up with the four enemies
I live with. Every time I open the door to leave my room the key, my camera and
flashlight are essential. April 16, 2020 has been the deadline that my landlady gave me to
move out of their apartment and from this day the eyes of these stalkers are upon
me. All my movements are monitored.
The
kitchen is a small place and is always under control by the landlady and her
cousins preventing me from using it. After 10:00 pm I start looking for the
right time to wash my dishes. Every night is a race against the clock to do so
being the only reason to have access to the kitchen. At this time of night, the
sex stalker gets in my way. Just at the moment I can leave my room, he cooks
his dinner and takes shower. Sometimes when he is done, I go to the kitchen and
he comes to harass me. He leaves his smelly room open for me to look at.
On April 8,
2020, the
apartment's fire alarms were triggered. The noise was loud and walking through
the darkness and the smoke caused panic. The landlady when turned the living room
into rooms blocked the Fire escape ladder, this worried me more. The sex
stalker and I left the room at the same time, but I avoided crossing a word
with him. The landlady's son was in the kitchen, I hadn't seen him since March
4, 2020. The landlady was outside informing the neighbors that she had a
chicken in the oven, and this triggered the alarm.
My
life goes day by day in constant fear that these enemies will end my story, but
I have no choice but to take the risk and face them. I feed myself with canned
foods and rice made in an electric rice cooker. My refrigerator is small and
doesn't allow me to store much food. March 24, 2020 was the last day I went to
the supermarket and my groceries are now over.
UPDATE: MARCH 22, 2020
LIVING AMONG SHIT…
This is the room that currently I am struggling to keep it
along with my inseparable roommates of four legs. We are living the same
lock down... outside are our enemies.
UPDATE MARCH 20, 2020
... AVOIDING THE ENEMY FROM OUTSIDE: THE CORONAVIRUS...
DEFENDING MYSELF FROM THE ENEMY INSIDE: THE LANDLADY... THE SAME LETTER
USED TWICE TO INTIMIDATE ME... THE SEX STALKER ACTING LIKE A COWARD
Today
I was verbally attacked again by the landlady, to remind me that I have the
deadline to vacate the room that illegally rented me. I must leave on April 16, 2020.
This
woman continues to insist that the Blumberg's law products letter signed by her
is sent by a court. On February 29, 2020
she used a tenant of the building to give me a copy, today used another tenant
to hand me the original.
UPDATE: MARCH 4, 2020
OH MY GOD! I WANT SOMEONE WHO READS THIS BLOG TO PLEASE HELP ME REPORT THIS SEX HARASSER. IT'S
OBVIOUS THAT THE LANDLADY AND HER FAMILY ARE MAKING A PLOT TO CONVINCE THIS BOY
THAT I'M GOING TO KILL HIM. THESE 56 SECONDS OF VIDEO ARE ENOUGH TO CLEAR ANY
DOUBTS
UPDATE: FEBRUARY 29, 2020
IN
SHOCK! …WHAT FRAUD! THE LANDLADY WHERE I LIVE IS INVOLVING MORE PEOPLE TO
INTIMIDATE ME AND SILENCE ME TO COVER THE SEXUAL HARASSMENT OF HER COUSIN.
Today the
landlady handed me a letter from Blumberg's law products office giving me a date to
vacate the room I'm renting. She assured me that the letter was a court order.
UPDATE:
FEBRUARY 25, 2020
THREATS! MENTAL MANIPULATION OF
A 13-YEAR-OLD TO INFUSE MURDEROUS THOUGHTS
Today I was threatened by the sexual
harasser’s sister. The landlady is terrorizing her 13-year-old son to have a
reason to take me to court. As I said earlier on this post this is a child who
breaks my heart for his lonely and isolated life in which he lives. His
parents' quarrels and separation problems keep him locked up with no motivation
to share in the outside world.
This child speaks very little
and spends the time after school alone, locked in his room made in the living
room. When the temperatures are low, I can feel the cold air coming out under the
door. Our encounters are
fleeting mostly when he arrives from school.
Her greeting is
"Hello" and sometimes the mother asks him to greet me. “Hello” is the
only word I have heard from him since October 17, 2019 that I moved into the
apartment and we have seen no more than 5 times.
On Black Friday 2019 at the
request of the landlady I bought a computer for him. My son made the updates
for the child to use it immediately. The landlady complains that he is very
demanding to eat. The basis of his feed is pizza, chicken nuggets of McDonald’s
and Popeye chicken’s wings. On several occasions I have bought with my money
what he likes. His thinness makes me feel sad.
In addition, my day ended up
taking the elevator with my sex harasser.
UPDATE:
FEBRUARY 18, 2020
The heated confrontation I had
with my current landlady on February
17, 2020 and the sex assault of
her cousin forced me to risk my life and make public the corruption and abuse
of greedy tenants who rent rooms to be rent-free. I've been victim of a rogue
super who with lies and deception brought me twice to the building where I live
now. His job makes it easy for him to connect with tenants to scam them by
borrowing money he never pays back and charging commissions to tenants and
sub-tenants.
My landlady doesn't believe in
her cousin's criminal act because I stopped talking to her. According to her, I
can't be at home being the enemy of the whole family. She brought to this adult
affair her 12-year-old son for whom I feel sorry for the miserable life he has.
After school he is home alone, the mother goes to work at 2:15 pm returning
after midnight, including weekends. She is off Monday and Tuesday. Her
cousin-female comes home around 7 p.m. The sexual harasser cousin spends time
alone with the child because his undocumented immigration status allows him to
only work a few nights.
The super helped this landlady
to do an investigation about my life in the apartment of seventh floor. This
was the first place the super introduced me to rip me off. All these
delinquents are united to destroy me, but I am not going to run away from their
fraudulent actions. I'm going to touch this landlady where it hurts the most,
her pocket.
Her negative personal
confessions that she told me about her family and super I will remind her in
due course.
UPDATE: FEBRUARY
3, 2020
Today I spent the day between
courts trying to file a written complaint about the current situation that has my
life in danger. The housing court considered my case to be civil and criminal.
The civil court informed me that they only do cases that require a monetary compensation.
My landlady doesn't have the resources to reward my suffering and emotional
stress after her cousin tried to rape me. I could claim the money that the
super fraudulently took from me with the promise to help me get a studio in the
building, but it would be hard not having receipts. Although he was in my bank to
collect his money, it wasn't proof.
I was sent to the office that
provide legal advice. They gave me two photocopies of a book "STATE STATUTES" Requirements and resources of Article
8. Table of contents.
I didn't find any information
that would be useful to my case. Feeling hopeless, I broke into tears in front
of them. I was sent to District
Attorney-Bronx County. Here they had
compassion for me and read two letters I wrote about my situation. 1- “THE LANDLADY THROW ME OUT OF THE HOUSE TO
PROTECT HER COUSIN WHO SEXUAL ATTACKED ME” 2- “MY NEED FOR HOUSING LED ME TO
THIS ABUSE AND BE A VICTIM OF CORRUPT PEOPLE”
I spoke to a criminal district
attorney according to them to open a case, it's necessary to have the police
involved. I appreciated they keep a copy of my letters and pictures as evidence.
I met a nice lady from the office of Elder Abuse Coordinator to help me with
housing. She recommended me to talk to Legal Aid who are specialist in legal
advice in a civil legal problem. This will be my next step.
UPDATE: JANUARY 31,2020…
I couldn't stand the continued harassment of the landlady's cousins that
I asked her to stop them from making my life a hell bigger than it is. I am doing
my best to live under the fears of a sex harasser who is protected by his family.
The conversation turned into an argument and the landlady asked her cousin to join
the meeting and confront me for what he did it. As all the sex abusers do, he denied it,
but when I told him that I will take this case to court he got nervous stating doesn’t
remember much.
This meeting made the situation worse and in fear of reprisals, I went to
a police precinct to leave a precedent, but since I'm not injured yet, there
was nothing I could do.
They gave me the address of a housing court
===================================================
END OF THE YEAR MESSAGE
POST#
1069...
I feel shattered writing this message. Unexpected medical conditions hit
me, preventing me from continuing my protests. Although the weather is very
unpredictable, I may have defied low temperatures a few times more.
I am very grateful with my devotee followers, I feel
strong knowing that they are there to support me, not judging me for how I look
or what I am doing. Justice has been denied to me and I’ve been fighting
for many years to bring it into my life. My thanks hold more appreciation
than any word can say.
The cyber bully "Jinete" assigned
by bank of America to ruin my protests made some of my days more miserable than
they already were. His stupid and intimidating attitude acting like he's not
doing anything can be blind to the world, but NOT me. The bank's support
makes its bullying lasting for so long, next year will have new posters and
cameras.
The hell of my protests will be in hibernation for a
few months, but unfortunately the hell of my dwelling still going on. I'm
locked in 4 walls, living with enemies who want to hurt me, one of them in
retaliation for a failed attempt of abuse.
I have nothing left but to wait patiently so that I
can resume my protests in 2020 and thus balance my life between these
two hells.
POST#
1068... LOW TEMPERATURES HAVE PREVENTED ME FROM
CONTINUING MY PROTESTS... TODAY THE WEATHER WAS A LITTLE BENEVOLENT TO RETURN
TO THE HELL THAT BANK OF AMERICA CONDEMNED ME TO LIVE... UNFORTUNATELY, WAITING
FOR NEUROLOGICAL RESULTS TOOK PRIORITY TO
MY INTENTION TO MAKE MY PROTEST TODAY.
New York, November
15, 2019
This image describes my frustration due to an ill-fated diagnosis that
requires treatment. I just hope the weather will allow me to make a few more
protests and my medical conditions will allow me to.
Since 2013 the bullying has taken over my protests. I have reached a high level of frustration and desperation: ***p# 967…Bank of America my killer! ask your security team to shot me, instead of torturing me with its endless damn bullying! I am not afraid of its armed bullies! I have fallen to the lowest point of hopelessness. ***p# 1000… a heartbreaking video speak for this day.
Protest# 1015 is the one that shatters my mind every time that the bullies of this day are before my eyes. My chair was suspiciously stolen. The most hated cyber-bully for many years: The” Jinete”. ** was around my chair for long periods of time creating gossip between people from internal security and maintenance, their eyes were upon the bully and upon me. When I replaced the chair, they came to the bank’s crystals laughing at me, they seemed to know who took it or gave the order to steal my chair. The next day a man with a computer checked the camera in front of me putting more doubts about this evil action.
** I call “Jinete " this cyber bully for his intimidating
position to make fun at me. He opens his legs to its maximum capacity and poses
for my photos with one hand on his gun, like a cowboy.
Although my posts are ignored, my
protests always will go on and my bullies always are closer to me than my followers.
WELCOME TO THE MISERABLE LIFE THAT BANK OF AMERICA FORCED ME TO LIVE.
Each protest portrays my death in life beside Bank of America. They are displayed on sets of 50. I always expected that the cyber bullying of Bank of America security team would end, but this never happened.
The street’s events that impress me temporarily break the hardness of a long day; the actions of intimidation or mockery remain forever on my mind. My decision to die for Justice in front of Bank of America is unshakable and I will be protesting between two barriers for the rest of my life.
Since 2013 that the security guard at Bank of America began to make fun of my web pages and encouraged police officers to also do so, my protests have changed in unexpected directions. My purpose of coming to New York is to show my story not pictures of people in uniform
Many times, in many ways I have begged to Bank of America security team to stop having fun with my websites and my miserable appearance. I was educated in Colombia and try the best to not violate the grammatical rules of English.
No matter what I said on my posts, how desperately I want to express my feeling of being bullied, how I beg to Bank of America security team to stop making fun at me with my web pages, everything seems that my pleads only encouraged them to continue to do so. I am a old lady who lives miserable, but this does not blind me to see when someone makes fun at me.
I'm sharing my story in silence; I have been respectful to the world that watches me die daily. I've complied with the orders of Bank of America of not going to the public sidewalk since a representative informed me that it is owned by the Bank. I don’t carry weapons with me, only I have dignity and my death's story on paper.
TO IGNORE EVIL IS TO BECOME ACCOMPLICE TO IT
With the purpose of discourage the security team of bank of America from cyber bullying me, I created posters: Welcome to my cyber-bullies memorial- Giving by Bank of America Security team. The pictures that I show have also been another source of fun.
...LAST POSTERS
2019 REMARKABLE PROTESTS
3 DAYS IN A WEEK WITH SAME BULLY OFFICER “JINETE”
His Bullying since 2013 is still fresh and he's doing everything he can to keep
it that way.
PROTEST#
1066... OH MY GOD!... THIS IS AN INCREDIBLE BULLYING
GAME PAID BY BANK OF AMERICA AND PLAYED BY ITS DAMN BULLY-STAR THE CYBER
OFFICER JINETE! AS SOON AS THIS BULLY SAW ME, HE WALKED TOWARDS ME CHEWING
GUM... HE SNAPPED THE GUM SO I COULD SEE IT AND TAKE PICTURES... A PASSERBY WAS
PART OF THE BULLYING’S SHOW SHOCKING ME ... INTERNAL SECURITY PUT HIM IN ALERT
GIVING THE CHANCE TO ARREST ME
PROTEST#
1064…ANOTHER SHIT DAY! OUTSIDE THE DAMN CYBER BULLY
JINETE DID HIS BEST TO CALL MY ATTENTION WITH HIS MOVES…HE WANTS TO BE THE
SPOTLIGHT OF MY PICTURES…HE IS BACK TO 2013 WITH HIS LONG-TIME SOCIAL MEETING… WITH NOISY
LAUGHTER...BRINGING MORE OFFICERS’ UNIFORMS TO MY WEBSITE….
PROTEST#
1063…THE DAMN, BAREFACED, SHAMELESS, CYNIC, MISERABLE,
DISGUSTING, WRETCHED, DETESTABLE, STUPID, VULGAR, LOW CLASS, EVIL, VILE,
FUCKING CYBER BULLY SECURITY OFFICER “JINETE” MADE FUN AT ME VERBALLY…” I
LOOK GOOD IN THAT PICTURE” TOLD ME
LAUGHING AT MY POSTER “BULLY ON DUTY”…
PROTEST#
1052... A FUCKING BULLYING PARTY PROVIDED BY MY MOST
HATED CYBER BULLY "JINETE" ALONG WITH INTERNAL SECURITY EMPLOYEES OF
BANK OF AMERICA TRASHED MY DAY... A SECURITY WOMAN JOINED THE CYBER-BULLY TO
MAKE FUN AT ME... SHE CONTINUED HARASSING ME AFTER HE FINISHED HIS SHIFT ... I
WAS ABOUT TO ENTER THE BANK TAKING ON THE RISK OF BEING ARRESTED, BUT IN TEARS
I ASKED ONE OF THE AFTERNOON OFFICERS TO STOP THE HARASSMENT OF THAT WOMAN
Each protest portrays my death in life beside Bank of America. They are displayed on sets of 50. I always expected that the cyber bullying of Bank of America security team would end, but this never happened.
The street’s events that impress me temporarily break the hardness of a long day; the actions of intimidation or mockery remain forever on my mind. My decision to die for Justice in front of Bank of America is unshakable and I will be protesting between two barriers for the rest of my life.
Since 2013 that the security guard at Bank of America began to make fun of my web pages and encouraged police officers to also do so, my protests have changed in unexpected directions. My purpose of coming to New York is to show my story not pictures of people in uniform
Many times, in many ways I have begged to Bank of America security team to stop having fun with my websites and my miserable appearance. I was educated in Colombia and try the best to not violate the grammatical rules of English.
No matter what I said on my posts, how desperately I want to express my feeling of being bullied, how I beg to Bank of America security team to stop making fun at me with my web pages, everything seems that my pleads only encouraged them to continue to do so. I am a old lady who lives miserable, but this does not blind me to see when someone makes fun at me.
I'm sharing my story in silence; I have been respectful to the world that watches me die daily. I've complied with the orders of Bank of America of not going to the public sidewalk since a representative informed me that it is owned by the Bank. I don’t carry weapons with me, only I have dignity and my death's story on paper.
PROTEST
1029.... A BROKEN HOPE IN A DAMN DESIRE! TODAY MY LONG
WEEK EXPECTED TO HAVE 5 CONSECUTIVE DAYS FREE OF HARASSMENT WAS RUINED IN THE
AFTERNOON... A BULLY WHO'S ON ONE OF MY POSTERS (BULLYING SNIFFING TEAM P. 755)
BROUGHT ME BACK TO THE ANGUISH OF THE DAMN INTIMIDATION... FUN AND SOCIAL
MEETINGS, FOLLOWING WOMEN'S BUTTS, UNPROFESSIONAL BEHAVIOR, SHARING PHONES AND
STARING AT ME... A DANGEROUS AND NOISY BIKE SHOW TOOK PLACE BY THE BANK SIDEWALK
New York,
August 23, 2019PROTEST # 1025… A DISABLED HOMELESS MAN DROPPED HIS COINS IN FRONT OF ME, MOST OF THEM WERE PENNIES. THE HANDS THAT HELPED COLLECT THE COINS TOUCHED MY HEART! SEE FULL POST AND PHOTOS PLEASE…
New York,
August 19, 2019
PROTEST# 1015... 4 DAYS IN A ROW HAVING THE DAMN BULLYING OF THE CYBER
SECURITY OFFICER JINETE! A STRANGE AND EVIL ACTION TOOK PLACE AGAINST ME IN DUBIOUS
CIRCUMSTANCES… TODAY THIS BULLY FOUND A MAINTENANCE MAN TO MAKE HIM HIS PARTNER
AND HARASS ME WITH THE PHONE…HE PLAYED HIDE-AND-SEEK TO SURPRISE LYING ON THE
TRAFFIC BARRIERS… SEE POST AND PICTURES
PROTEST# 1009... ON NOVEMBER 2, 2009, I MADE MY FIRST PROTEST IN NEW JERSEY P# 1... ON OCTOBER 16, 2012, I MADE MY FIRST PROTEST IN QUEENS NEW YORK P# 72... ON JULY 24, 2013, I DECIDED TO DEMAND JUSTICE BESIDE THE TOWER OF THE BANK OF AMERICA FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE, P# 141…TODAY JULY 24, 2019 HAS PASSED 6 YEARS AND THE SEARCH FOR THIS JUSTICE BECAME MY DEATH BURNED BY HARASSMENT
New York, July 24, 2019
PROTEST# 1000... “OSCAR THE FUCKING BULLY” MADE THIS PROTEST THE MOST IMPRESSIVE AND HEARTBREAKING EVER HAD… TODAY MY STRENGTH FAILED ON ME... I BURST INTO TEARS... ONE OF THE SECURITY OFFICERS OF BANK OF AMERICA WHO WITNESSED HIS DAMN HARASSMENT COMFORTED ME... MY DESPERATION WAS RECORDED ON MY OWN CAMERA AND I WANT TO SHARE IT WITH THE WORLD... EDITING AND WATCHING THIS VIDEO MAKES ME BREAK BACK INTO TEARS, BUT THIS DOESN'T EMBARRASS ME
New York, July 10, 2019
A HEARTBREAKING VIDEO I'VE EVER
HAD PRODUCED BY BULLYING
Yesterday less than 2 hours I was bullying-free of my 8 hours of
protest, today less than 3 hours and these were before noon. The assigned bully of Bank of America enjoys
bullying me, while I'm struggling not to lose control of my mind. As follow is a
brief description of his miserable bullying of today.
At 12:20 pm Oscar the
fucking bully” as soon as he saw me he started laughing, he wanted I follow him
to scream curses at him. To make fun of my accent, he copied what I said.
At 1:51 pm he continued his
harassment by talking to me nonsense and went to the back of the building
instigating me to go to the bank’s sidewalk which I am forbidden to cross. A
woman was with him patting the dog, they both laughed at my frustration. The
woman followed me, and I explained the situation. She hugged me showing sadness
for the bullying, then remarked that the dog was very skinny and all she felt
when she touched it were bones.
At 3:38 p.m., I couldn't
stand my devastated feelings, I walked with the bully desperately. The security
officers listened to me when I asked this bully why he laughs at me every time
he sees me. His answer was more laughter. One of the officers was very
compassionate asking me to ignore him, but this is impossible.
At 4:47 he returned, mocking
at me again, but I had already regained my strength to pursue his harassment
game. The security guard at the bank branch pulled out his cell phone to record
me. “Oscar the fucking bully” threatened
me twice trying to follow me when I turned my back on him.
MORE PICTURES IN PROTESTS PAGE...
My thanks to police officer Alexis of New York. On p# 1000 one of the
most heartbreaking protests I have ever had, he showed me that within his armed
uniform there is a sensitive and compassionate heart to the misery of others. God bless him!
PROTEST# 992…TODAY WAS BULLYING-FREE DAY, BUT A SUSPICIOUS BEHAVIOR PUT ME
IN A GREAT CONCERN ABOUT THE SECURITY OF THE BUILDING OF BANK OF AMERICA… THIS
WAS A CONCERN THAT I SHOULD HAVE KEPT JUST FOR MYSELF TO AVOID THE MOCKERY AND
CONTEMPT FROM THE PEOPLE OF THE BUILDING…I FELT A TRULY STUPID TO LET THEM KNOW
THE SITUATION
New York, June 28, 2019
POST# 978... AN APOLOGIZE
The confrontations I've had with the man who walks the
sniffing- bomb dog who is destined to harass me, have made me curse and shout
out vulgar words in public…See post… the evil effects of this man’s bullying
also make his working dog a victim. On P#
974 At noon time his dog was under the sun for one hour 24 minutes without
water. On P# 981 he used his dog as
a weapon. He ripped a lot of hair from his dog, making big balls that were
scattered everywhere... he didn't care about people allergic to dog hair...my
eyes got irritated and my breath became difficult.
PROTEST# 986…THIS IS THE HEIGHT OF RIDICULE! IN SHOCK! LIVING TODAY’S
HARASSMENT AS WELL AS SHARING IT IN THIS POST! A SECURITY OFFICER MAKING CLEAR
HIS NEARLY 6-YEAR OF CYBER-BULLYING! AMAZING! EVERYTHING DOCUMENTED AND IN
DETAIL! TWO PEOPLE WERE USED FOR HIS BULLYING! A HEAVY DOWNPOUR FORCED ME TO
END MY PROTEST BY 3:30 PM BUT FREED ME FROM THE AFTERNOON BULLYING
New York, June 20, 2019
PROTEST# 985... WHAT CYNICAL BULLIES OF BANK OF AMERICA! THE WORD "FUCK" IS WORSE THAN
BULLYING! TODAY “OSCAR THE FUCKING
BULLY” AS THE DOG WALKER LIKES ME TO CALL HIM TO LAUGH AT ME, GOT HIS CO-WORKER
AND SECURITY OFFICERS TO HARASS ME... ONE OF THE OFFICERS AFTER JOINING THE
BULLYING ASKED ME TO STOP YELLING AND CURSING AT THE DOG WALKER.
New York, June 19, 2019
PROTEST# 974…THE LONGEST AND CYNIC BULLYING EVER HAD IT BEFORE! FROM 12:15 PM UNTIL 19:55 PM PAID BY BANK OF
AMERICA! “OSCAR THE FUCKING BULLY” AS THE
DAMN DOG WALKER WANTED ME TO CALL HIM ENJOYED HARASSING ME WHILE ABUSING HIS
DOG! HE TRIED TO INVOLVE THE MORNING OFFICER IN HIS HARASSMENT BY RAISING HIS
THUMB TO MAKE HIM LAUGH! THE EVENING OFFICER WAS A PROFESSIONAL AND WALKED AWAY
FROM THE INTIMIDATION SHOW
New York, June 4, 2019
PROTEST # 971... BACK TO THE DAMN BULLYING-PARTIES OF 2013! BANK OF AMERICA
PREFERS 100% HARASSMENT AND 0% SECURITY! FUCKING BULLY DOG WALKER MADE A NEW
CYBER-BULLY OFFICER OF MY WEB PAGES! A CYBER-MONUMENT
FOR HIS ENTIRE SHIFT! THEY MADE FUN AT ME! AT MY POSTER! THE CYBER-OFFICER
REPEATEDLY ASKED ME WHAT HAPPENED WITH THE LAWSUIT TO BANK OF AMERICA, HE ASKED
FOR MY NAME! HE MADE RECORDINGS OF MY FRUSTRATION TO MOCKERY AT ME!
New York, May 30, 2019
PROTEST# 967…BANK OF AMERICA MY KILLER! ASK YOUR SECURITY TEAM TO SHOT ME, INSTEAD OF TORTURING ME WITH ITS ENDLESS DAMN BULLYING! I AM NOT AFRAID OF ITS ARMED BULLIES! TODAY THIS LONG-TIME FUCKING CYBER-BULLY SECURITY OFFICER SINCE 2013 ENJOYED MAKING FUN AT ME WITH THE DAMN DOG WALKER AND A FRIEND! I GOT MORE PICTURES FOR HIS DAMN POSTER THAT PRODUCES ME NAUSEOUS!
New York, May 22, 2019
PROTEST# 967…BANK OF AMERICA MY KILLER! ASK YOUR SECURITY TEAM TO SHOT ME, INSTEAD OF TORTURING ME WITH ITS ENDLESS DAMN BULLYING! I AM NOT AFRAID OF ITS ARMED BULLIES! TODAY THIS LONG-TIME FUCKING CYBER-BULLY SECURITY OFFICER SINCE 2013 ENJOYED MAKING FUN AT ME WITH THE DAMN DOG WALKER AND A FRIEND! I GOT MORE PICTURES FOR HIS DAMN POSTER THAT PRODUCES ME NAUSEOUS!
New York, May 22, 2019
PROTEST # 952... TODAY TWO OPPOSITE FEELINGS
SHOCKED MY MIND... THE END OF A NIGHTMARE IN PURSUIT OF JUSTICE AND THE
BEGINNING TO HAVE MY MOST DISGUSTING POSTER RUINING MY PROTESTS... THERE ARE 29
PHOTOS OF THE MANY I HAVE TAKEN THROUGH THE YEARS OF CYBER BULLYING... THE 3
MOST HATED CYBER HARASSERS OF BANK OF AMERICA SECURITY TEAM
New York, April 29, 2019
BULLYING-SHIT # 950…BULLYING AS SOON AS I STARTED
THIS PROTEST! BULLIES ALL DAY LONG! THE TWO CYBER SECURITY OFFICERS WHO I HATE
THE MOST: THE JINETE AND THE CREATOR OF THIS ENDLESS CYBER BULLYING... A WOMAN
FAINTED ON THE SIDEWALK WHERE I MADE THIS PROTEST AND LEFT ME IN TEARS...
ANOTHER WOMAN LEFT ME IN SUSPENSE, SHE USED ONE OF THE CORNERS OF BANK OF
AMERICA’S BUILDING AS A TOILET
New York, April 24, 2019
POST # 936
FOR 2019
NEW PRESENTATION OF MY PROTESTS... HAND-HELD POSTER SHOWING MY WEBSITE… THE
VIDEOS ARE SEPARATE, THE MOST RELEVANT TO THE MISERY THAT BANK OF AMERICA
CONDEMNED ME TO LIVE ARE ON YOUTUBE: CLEMENCIA GARZÓN-OTHERS ON YOUTUBE:
NATALIA ACEVEDO…MY POSTERS WILL BE CLEAN OF BULLIES’ PICTURES
New York, March 25, 2019
Soon I will return to retake my protests against bank of America. I
Have renewed the poster that covers my body. I’ve created new business cards
with information about my NIGHTMARE and
AMERICAN DREAM. Again, I will start
the year with my posters clean of unwanted photos of my cyber harassers. I just
hope it stays that way all year round so I can have more time for my hand-poster
than for my camera.
Since 2010 I am protesting against Bank
of America.
I was employee for 21 years,
See blog 95 for proof
POST # 935
DURING THE CONFINEMENT THAT WINTER COMPELS ME TO BE, I HAVE
USED THIS TIME TO REORGANIZE THE MANY VIDEOS TAKEN IN FIVE YEARS LIVING
MISERABLE IN NEW YORK. THEY'RE DIVIDED INTO GROUPS AND THEY'RE FRACTIONS OF
LONG HOURS. UNFORTUNATELY, SOME RECORDINGS ARE NOT VERY CLEAR DUE TO FACTORS
SUCH AS MALFUNCTION OF MY CAMERA, BAD WEATHER, AND THE WORST, THE NAUSEA THAT
PRODUCE ME THE SECURITY TEAM OF BANK OF AMERICA. THE VIDEOS RELATED TO THE
OCCURRENCES OF PEOPLE WHO HAVE CROSSED MY PATH WILL BE THE LAST TO EDIT. THOSE THAT
MADE ME SMILE WILL BE ON INSTAGRAM. DUE TO THE IMPRESSIVE WORK OF EDITING THESE
VIDEOS I WILL BE POSTING THEM AS I GO FINISHING.
February 24, 2019
When I started doing my protests I only had a simple camera
with basic functions. During my first protests in new Jersey I used it to
record the time to start and finish, as well as events without much importance.
On 2012 when I moved to New York the
routine and purpose of my protests changed dramatically and I was forced to buy
a better camera.
On July 24th, 2013,
when I began protesting beside the Bank of America Tower, the number of images
increased, but I started recording the events later. On the initial stage of bullying
I did not make recordings because I hoped that this would be soon over.
The only video that has not been published is the one of P# 517, April 04, 2016. When I finished my protest, I was escorted by New
York City Police. As soon as I arrived at the train station I was accused of hitting
the clerk who sold the tickets at the metro station and had called the 911 on
me. The officers told me that I was no longer allowed to use the facility.
The body language has been the nonverbal communication with the bullies
of bank of America assigned to harass me. Their physical behavior like facial
expressions, body posture, gestures, eye movements, stares at me, laughs and sharing
web pages/doing a cyber-job at my sight does not need words to express their
mockery towards me.
CLEMENCIA GARZON YOUTUBE VIDEOS
VIDEO 1…RAINY
DAYS ON MY PROTESTS
115- BEAT UP BY
FRAUD/SEEKING FOR HELP
NATALIA ACEVEDO YOUTUBE VIDEOS
1-PEOPLE CARRYING PEOPLE IN NEW YORK
CITY
END OF THE YEAR MESSAGE
POST #934
Unfortunately, beside the low temperatures there are other factors that
prevent me from continuing my protests this year. I just hope that the New year 2019 will allow me to return to them
as soon as possible.
My end-of-year message is very simple and empty of any desire for 2019. Ever since I began to protest, I
always hoped that the following year my protest would be free of bullying, but
this wish has never been fulfilled. This year 2018 I did not have a full week
with 5 days that the security team of the Bank of America did not ruin a day. I
had only two weeks bullying-free, but it was of 4 days, the Week of
9/3/18-9/7/18 September 3 Labor Day and 11/5/18-11/9/18-November 5, heavy rainy
day.
STARTING
PROTEST APRIL 11.
MAY
WEEK 4/30-5/4 BULLYING (2)
JUNE
WEEK 6/4-6/8 BULLYING (4)
JULY
WEEK 7/2-7/6 BULLYING (1) OFF JULY 4, 2018 INDEPENDENCE DAY
AUGUST
WEEK 8/6-8/10 BULLYING (2)
SEPTEMBER
WEEK 9/3-9/7 BULLYING -FREE OFF SEPTEMBER
3 LABOR DAY
OCTOBER
WEEK 10/1-10/5 BULLYING (2)
NOVEMBER
WEEK 11/5/-11-9 BULLYING FREE OFF NOVEMBER 5, RAINY DAY
To please those followers and visitors of my protests who ask me to uncover
my eyes I have decided to show them in this Christmas tree. This is how they always
look like.
HAPPY HOLIDAYS: BANK OF AMERICA
MY KILLER
BULLYING-SHIT # 950…BULLYING AS SOON AS I STARTED
THIS PROTEST! BULLIES ALL DAY LONG! THE TWO CYBER SECURITY OFFICERS WHO I HATE
THE MOST: THE JINETE AND THE CREATOR OF THIS ENDLESS CYBER BULLYING... A WOMAN
FAINTED ON THE SIDEWALK WHERE I MADE THIS PROTEST AND LEFT ME IN TEARS...
ANOTHER WOMAN LEFT ME IN SUSPENSE, SHE USED ONE OF THE CORNERS OF BANK OF
AMERICA’S BUILDING AS A TOILET
New York, April 24, 2019
POST # 936
FOR 2019
NEW PRESENTATION OF MY PROTESTS... HAND-HELD POSTER SHOWING MY WEBSITE… THE
VIDEOS ARE SEPARATE, THE MOST RELEVANT TO THE MISERY THAT BANK OF AMERICA
CONDEMNED ME TO LIVE ARE ON YOUTUBE: CLEMENCIA GARZÓN-OTHERS ON YOUTUBE:
NATALIA ACEVEDO…MY POSTERS WILL BE CLEAN OF BULLIES’ PICTURES
New York, March 25, 2019
Soon I will return to retake my protests against bank of America. I
Have renewed the poster that covers my body. I’ve created new business cards
with information about my NIGHTMARE and
AMERICAN DREAM. Again, I will start
the year with my posters clean of unwanted photos of my cyber harassers. I just
hope it stays that way all year round so I can have more time for my hand-poster
than for my camera.
Since 2010 I am protesting against Bank
of America.
I was employee for 21 years,
abused and victim of medical discrimina- .
tion by the bank. I was tortured mentally
by its attorneys that left me on the street
selling my story. Please see it at:
www.bankofamericamykiller.com
See blog 95 for proof
See blog 95 for proof
E-mail clegarz4@hotmail.com
Twiter: clemencia@bofamericaghost
Youtube
videos:Clemencia Garzon/
Natalia Acevedo- Also you can see
My American dream at:
www.mykilledamericandream.com
POST # 935
DURING THE CONFINEMENT THAT WINTER COMPELS ME TO BE, I HAVE
USED THIS TIME TO REORGANIZE THE MANY VIDEOS TAKEN IN FIVE YEARS LIVING
MISERABLE IN NEW YORK. THEY'RE DIVIDED INTO GROUPS AND THEY'RE FRACTIONS OF
LONG HOURS. UNFORTUNATELY, SOME RECORDINGS ARE NOT VERY CLEAR DUE TO FACTORS
SUCH AS MALFUNCTION OF MY CAMERA, BAD WEATHER, AND THE WORST, THE NAUSEA THAT
PRODUCE ME THE SECURITY TEAM OF BANK OF AMERICA. THE VIDEOS RELATED TO THE
OCCURRENCES OF PEOPLE WHO HAVE CROSSED MY PATH WILL BE THE LAST TO EDIT. THOSE THAT
MADE ME SMILE WILL BE ON INSTAGRAM. DUE TO THE IMPRESSIVE WORK OF EDITING THESE
VIDEOS I WILL BE POSTING THEM AS I GO FINISHING.
February 24, 2019
When I started doing my protests I only had a simple camera
with basic functions. During my first protests in new Jersey I used it to
record the time to start and finish, as well as events without much importance.
On 2012 when I moved to New York the
routine and purpose of my protests changed dramatically and I was forced to buy
a better camera.
On July 24th, 2013,
when I began protesting beside the Bank of America Tower, the number of images
increased, but I started recording the events later. On the initial stage of bullying
I did not make recordings because I hoped that this would be soon over.
The only video that has not been published is the one of P# 517, April 04, 2016. When I finished my protest, I was escorted by New
York City Police. As soon as I arrived at the train station I was accused of hitting
the clerk who sold the tickets at the metro station and had called the 911 on
me. The officers told me that I was no longer allowed to use the facility.
The body language has been the nonverbal communication with the bullies of bank of America assigned to harass me. Their physical behavior like facial expressions, body posture, gestures, eye movements, stares at me, laughs and sharing web pages/doing a cyber-job at my sight does not need words to express their mockery towards me.
The body language has been the nonverbal communication with the bullies of bank of America assigned to harass me. Their physical behavior like facial expressions, body posture, gestures, eye movements, stares at me, laughs and sharing web pages/doing a cyber-job at my sight does not need words to express their mockery towards me.
CLEMENCIA GARZON YOUTUBE VIDEOS
VIDEO 1…RAINY
DAYS ON MY PROTESTS
VIDEO 2…LABELED
AS A CRIMINAL BY BANK OF AMERICA PEOPLE/ THREATENED TWICE BY A MAN FROM BANK OF
AMERICA’S MAINTENANCE
VIDEO 3…A
SHOCKING EVENT, A FIRED EMPLOYEE FROM BANK OF AMERICA WAS OUT OF CONTROL
24-VIDEO 1 OF 21: BANK OF AMERICA CYBER-SECURITY GUARD
32-VIDEO
1 OF 8 BANK OF AMERICA CYBER-OFFICER BULLYING CREATOR
55-VIDEO
1 OF 23 BANK OF AMERICA CYBER SNIFFING TEAM
60-VIDEO 1 OF 5 BANK OF
AMERICA CAMOUFLAGED BULLY
65-VIDEO 1 OF 5 BANK OF
AMERICA MIMICKER BULLY
71-VIDEO 1 OF 6 BANK OF
AMERICA CYBER-SECURITY JINETE
76-VIDEO 1 OF 5 BANK OF
AMERICA CYBER-SECURITY MONUMENT
81-VIDEO 1 OF 5 BANK OF
AMERICA CYBER SECURITY THE COMEDIANS
87-BANK OF AMERICA
CYBER-SECURITY DORMANT OFFICERS
88-BANK OF AMERICA
CYBER-SECURITY CHEATING ME BY TURNING ITS BACK
89-BANK OF AMERICA CYBER
SECURITY USING THE HAT TO HIDE PHONE
90-BANK OF AMERICA CYBER
SECURITY TAKING REVENGE FOR SEC GUARD
91-BANK OF AMERICA MY 4 AND
5 ANNIVERSARIES OF A BULLYING HELL
92-BANK OF AMERICA VISITORS
WHO HAVE IMPACTED MY PROTEST
93-PEOPLE THAT HAVE TOUCHED
MY HEART ON MY PROTESTS (MEN)
94-PEOPLE THAT HAVE TOUCHED
MY HEART ON MY PROTESTS (WOMEN)
95-PEOPLE THAT HAVE TOUCHED
MY HEART ON MY PROTESTS
96-KIDS
WHO HAVE BEEN ATTRACTED TO MY PROTEST
97-MAY DAY- ONCE A YEAR MY PROTEST JOINS OTHER PEOPLE DEMANDING
JUSTICE
98-BANK
OF AMERICA SECURITY OFFICERS WHO VISITED MY PROTEST
99-BANK OF AMERICA SECURITY
OFFICERS WHO VISITED MY PROTEST
100-BANK OF AMERICA PROTEST
SILENT VISITORS AND PHOTOGRAPHERS
101-BANK OF AMERICA PROTESTS SYMPATHIZERS OF MY
STORY
102-BANK OF AMERICA
POSTER’S READERS
103-BANK OF AMERICA’S
CLIENTS WITH NEGATIVE EXPERIENCE
104-BANK OF AMERICA PROTEST
-PEOPLE SPEECHES
105-BANK OF AMERICA
PROTESTS- RELIGION ON MY SIDE
106-BANK OF AMERICA
CYBER-CORNER -HOMELESS SLEEPING INSIDE THE
BANK
107-BANK OF AMERICA
CYBER-CORNER -WOMAN USING PLASTIC AS
UNDERWEAR
108-BANK OF AMERICA
CYBER-CORNER -THE BEAUTY AND THE BULLY
109-BANK OF AMERICA
CYBER-CORNER – A BEAUTY SALON
110-BANK OF AMERICA
CYBER-CORNER –LOVE BY THE CORNER
111-BANK OF AMERICA…MAN
SHITTING/PROPERTY LINE/CONCERNING
ABOUT SECURITY
112-BANK OF AMERICA
PROTESTS -AROUND TRAFFIC BARRIERS
113-AN IMPRESSIVE PROTEST
WAS BY MY SIDE
114- BANK OF
AMERICA PROTEST -HISPANIC PARADE
115- BEAT UP BY
FRAUD/SEEKING FOR HELP
NATALIA ACEVEDO YOUTUBE VIDEOS
1-PEOPLE CARRYING PEOPLE IN NEW YORK
CITY
2- COMMERCIAL BY ME “DON’T LOOK AT THE
CAMERAS”
3-TOWERS CONNECTION BY AN ANCIENT WAY
4-PEOPLE HEALTHY VS PEOPLE WOUNDED
5-PEOPLE WITH COSTUMES
6-DISGUSTING WAY TO TAKE A SUNBATH
7-THE FANCY HOMELESS BECAME A
CYBER-HOMELESS
8-A HOMELESS WOMAN ACTING AS ANGEL AND
AS EVIL.
9-JUSTICE ON A HOMELESS ITS THIEF WAS
ARRESTED
10-DEATH OF A BIRD
11-POLITICAL ADVERTISING
12-DANCERS- I LOVE YOU MAN
13-MUSICIANS SHARING THEIR MUSIC ON THE
STREET
14-BODY LANGUAGE SPEAKS MORE
THAN THE WORDS
15-A CARTOON MOVED BY A GIRL VS A RAT
HELD BY AIR
16-PROTESTS AROUND MY PROTESTS
17-PEOPLE TAKING PICTURES IN NEW YORK
CITY-A FASCINATING ADVENTURE
18-A MOVIE AND A TV SHOW AROUND
MY PROTEST
19-CAPTIVATING STORIES ABOUT
HOMELESSNESS
20-PEOPLE LET THE PHONE TAKE THEM OUT OF
CONTROL
21-BODY LANGUAGE CAN SPEAKS MORE
THAN A PHONE
22-EVENTS BY THE TRAFFIC BARRIERS
23-READERS BY A TRAFFIC BARRIER
24-TRAFFIC BARRIER CLEANING
25-LOVE IN THE TRAIN
26-EVENTS INSIDE THE TRAIN
27-RELIGIOUS KIDS AVOIDING AN OLD LADY
WITH TWO DOGS
28-PICTURES BESIDE MY POSTER
29-FUNNY
MORNING GUYS
30-WORKING PEOPLE AND A HUGE HOLE IMPRESSED
ME
31-FALUN DAFA PARADE
32-THE GOOD JOB OF A TOURIST AGENT
BECOMES A DISCUSSION
33-IMPRESSIVE HOMELESS PEOPLE ONE EASY
OTHER COMPLICATED
34-TWO AMAZING CONVERSATIONS WITH AN
OLD MAN AND A YOUTH.
35-TAKING A TAXI IN NY… ALSO GET HIT
END OF THE YEAR MESSAGE
POST #934
December 4, 2018
Unfortunately, beside the low temperatures there are other factors that
prevent me from continuing my protests this year. I just hope that the New year 2019 will allow me to return to them
as soon as possible.
My end-of-year message is very simple and empty of any desire for 2019. Ever since I began to protest, I
always hoped that the following year my protest would be free of bullying, but
this wish has never been fulfilled. This year 2018 I did not have a full week
with 5 days that the security team of the Bank of America did not ruin a day. I
had only two weeks bullying-free, but it was of 4 days, the Week of
9/3/18-9/7/18 September 3 Labor Day and 11/5/18-11/9/18-November 5, heavy rainy
day.
STARTING
PROTEST APRIL 11.
WEEK 4/9-4/13 BULLYING (1)
WEEK 4/16-4/20 BULLYING (2)
WEEK 4/23-4/27 BULLYING (1) OFF 4/25/18
RAINY DAY
MAY
WEEK 4/30-5/4 BULLYING (2)
WEEK 5/7-5/11 BULLYING (3)
WEEK 5/14-5/18 BULLYING (2)
WEEK 5/21-5/25 BULLYING (3)
WEEK 5/28-6/1 BULLYING (4) OFF MAY
28, 2018 MEMORIAL DAY
JUNE
WEEK 6/4-6/8 BULLYING (4)
WEEK 6/11-6/15 BULLYING (3)
WEEK 6/18-6/22 BULLYING (3)
WEEK 6/25/6/29 BULLYING (3)
JULY
WEEK 7/2-7/6 BULLYING (1) OFF JULY 4, 2018 INDEPENDENCE DAY
WEEK 7/9-7/13 BULLYING (2)
WEEK 7/16-7/20 BULLYING (3)
WEEK 7/23-7/27 BULLYING (3)
WEEK 7/30-8/3 BULLYING (2)
AUGUST
WEEK 8/6-8/10 BULLYING (2)
WEEK 8/13-8/17 BULLYING (2)
WEEK 8/20-8/24 BULLYING (2)
WEEK 8/27-8/31 BULLYING (1)
SEPTEMBER
WEEK 9/3-9/7 BULLYING -FREE OFF SEPTEMBER
3 LABOR DAY
WEEK 9/10-9/14 BULLYING (1) OFF SEPTEMBER 10, 11, 12 HURRICANE FLORENCE
WEEK 9/17-9/21 BULLYING (2)
WEEK 9/24-9/28 BULLYING (4) OFF SEPTEMBER 25 RAINY DAY
OCTOBER
WEEK 10/1-10/5 BULLYING (2)
WEEK 10/8-10/12 BULLYING (2) OFF OCTOBER 8, COLUMBUS DAY
WEEK 10/15-10/19 BULLYING (1) OFF OCTOBER 18, RAINY DAY
WEEK 10/22-10/26 BULLYING (1)
WEEK 10/29-11/2 BULLYING (2)
NOVEMBER
WEEK 11/5/-11-9 BULLYING FREE OFF NOVEMBER 5, RAINY DAY
WEEK 11/12-11/16 BULLYING (2) OFF NOVEMBER 14,15*,16 UNDER 40
WEEK 11/19-11/23 OFF NOVEMBER 20,21,22,23 LOW TEMPERATURES
To please those followers and visitors of my protests who ask me to uncover
my eyes I have decided to show them in this Christmas tree. This is how they always
look like.
HAPPY HOLIDAYS: BANK OF AMERICA
MY KILLER
These are the worst
protests that not only ruined my day but stayed on my mind forever.
***PROTEST # 178... Bank of America tagged me as
a dangerous person and used police barriers reinforcing security. September 17, 2013
*** PROTEST # 181... A
security guard from Bank of America threatened to arrest me for being in front
of the Bank. September
20, 2013
***PROTEST # 311... One of the most murderous. The stress caused by the bullying of bank of America
security team made me end the day in a hospital. Agosto
22, 2014
***PROTEST #572... Two New York-mounted police
officers intentionally approached their horses to my protest. One of them
forced his horse to pee near Me. July 20, 2016
***PROTEST # 903... 4 Harassers returned ME to the cyber bullying of 2013.
One of them pointed ME with the camera on his phone like if it was a gun. October 2, 2018
PROTEST# 921…A NEW POSTER MADE THIS DAY SPECIAL…THE ONE THAT ALWAYS WANTED TO DISPLAY: “MY AMERICAN DREAM” 3 PICTURES HELD 8 OF THE POSTER “MY AMERICAN NIGHTMARE”…ONE REPRESENTS MY PAST WITH KILLED DREAMS, THE OTHER MY PRESENT WITH KILLERS ALIVE…
PROTEST# 921…A NEW POSTER MADE THIS DAY SPECIAL…THE ONE THAT ALWAYS WANTED TO DISPLAY: “MY AMERICAN DREAM” 3 PICTURES HELD 8 OF THE POSTER “MY AMERICAN NIGHTMARE”…ONE REPRESENTS MY PAST WITH KILLED DREAMS, THE OTHER MY PRESENT WITH KILLERS ALIVE…
New York, October 29, 2018
911
# 911… I'm not going to use this emergency number
to identify any of my protests, I rather use this number as a post to describe
a little more the world that my KILLER bank of America condemned me to live. Since
I was forced to live miserable I began to write my life instead of living it.
Writing eases my suffering and is my way of reaffirming my existence. This
miserable life has made me inseparable from a pen, paper and computer.
MY PROTESTS: They are the main
motivation that keeps me alive.
Everything that comes around them is the source of my inspiration to
write my story. This is my daily struggle against silence, it's like an unpaid
job that I do with honesty and dedication. Although my protests bring me a
heavy burden of stress, it also allows me to meet people who in different ways
become part of my story.
MY POSTS: They are the pages where I process my daily
emotions coming from events that have crossed my eyes. It also includes my
personal life that is linked to my protests. What I write on my post is just a short-lived
part of the events that have impacted me the most. The full stories make the
pages of my last book. The bullying events are priority of my posts, they take
over any story as well as my mind and my day.
MY BLOGS: are like an open container to the world that
wants to see my story. Here I deposit my feelings as they come out from my
heart most of the time full of pain and hatred. I always do my best to express
them without ruining the rules of the language.
My publications will remain forever browsing my website as I wrote them,
I seldom make changes.
MY SPACE ON THE STREET: the traffic barrier
where I spend long hours of my day not only hold my poster but also my life and
my death. Sitting along with this metal makes my inspiration travel through my
writings. This is also a strategic point to observe the building of Bank of
America where the bullies make fun at me. Over the years I have learned to
understand their non-verbal communication and physical behavior that they use
to mockery at my protests.
October 14, 2018
October 14, 2018
POST #930
As I mentioned in P # 877 during
my protests I am always willing to help people who ask me for a favor. On this
post I will refer to the help I provide to the man in a wheelchair. This is
regarding the wheels order that I placed on August 18, 2018.
36 e-mails prove all
the efforts I have done to recover the wheels or the money from: eBay that was
the business I place the order, from Unbeatable the seller, from Pay pal that
made the payment transaction, from FedEx, UPS and Post office the delivery
companies. On November 6, 2018 feeling
frustrated for the lack of seriously of the people involved on this purchase, I
sent e-mail to WABC 7 OnYourSide asking
for help. I was very grateful for their immediate response.
SPECIAL POST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
POST#830… MY STORY ON THE WAY TO THE WHITE HOUSE…A LETTER WITH MORE HOPES THAT INFORMATION…THIS HOPE IS THE DREAM OF MY SOUL AWAKE…
June 18, 2018
Mr. President Donald Trump
The White House
1600 Pennsylvania Ave NW
Washington, D.C. 20500
Respected President Trump:
I apologize for taking time from your busy schedule to read this letter. You are our President and with all my respect I'd like to introduce you to my story. I am one of the millions of Americans who love this country and are proud to live in this great nation.
I am a 63 year old woman. On 1979 I emigrated from Colombia South America to improve my professional life. Since 1973 I was working as Finger Print Technician for Colombian Government at the National Register of Civil State in Bogota, identifying people through fingerprints. On February 11, 1988 I was proud to be an American Citizen as a part of my “American Dream”.
I started working in banking industry since 1981. I worked for Banco de Bogotá in New York until 1986. I got married and moved to New Jersey. In 1987 I became an employee of United Jersey Bank, and then later merged with Fleet Bank, Summit Bank and today it is known as BANK OF AMERICA. I did an exceptional job as a teller, I helped Spanish people bring business to the Bank, I got awards, merits, recognition's and certifications throughout the years
On 2004 due to my divorce I moved to Florida with 2 of my 3 children. I continued my employment with Bank of America. On August 09, 2006, during my lunch break I went to Publix supermarket located in the same shopping center where the bank was. I slipped in oil. I left the hospital helped with a walker because my knee was seriously injured.
My Manager asked me not to sue the supermarket since it would create a negative image for the Bank if one of its employees was involved in a lawsuit against a lucrative client. The medical bills were not paid by my insurance, indicating that the supermarket was responsible. The Manager was strict with the time required by my medical treatments and fearing to send a negative report to New Jersey where I was relocating, I gave up a surgery on my knee.
On March 2007 I was rehired by Bank of America in New Jersey. My knee injury got worse and I needed to have the surgery to relieve the pain. In order to my insurance covers this procedure all previous bills must be paid. I have no other choice but sue Publix supermarket in Florida.
On October 04, 2008 I had knee surgery. This generated a plot of retaliation between the Manager in Florida and the manager in New Jersey. They made my life in the bank a living hell. The manager of New Jersey, Mrs. Laura Misha forced me to work standing, do not allowed me to sit even after surgery, she ignored requests from the medical notes to have a chair. My problem worsened and I needed another surgery. My medical condition continued to deteriorate; the pain became unbearable that I had no other choice but leave the Bank.
On October 06, 2010 I filed a lawsuit against Bank of America in a Superior Court of New Jersey. I hired the services of a lawyer who charged me $300.00 for half an hour of consultation. We signed a contract. I had written a letter to the manager of Bank of America. The lawyer changed some words and approved to send it. This was all he did indicating that its business relationship with Bank of America could be in jeopardy if he represents me. I had to pay him at least $10,000.00 in advance. I could not comply with this request and I was dropped off. I continued the lawsuit as a pro-se.
A mediation referral order was issued and a deposition date was scheduled. The attorneys of Bank of America made a complete invasion to my personal, medical and professional life and then removed my case from a Civil Court to a Federal Court US District court of NJ. I tried to rebuild my professional life working at TD Bank. The lawyers involved my new job, it in violation of an agreement made in court that they would not contact my new employment if I provide information where I was working. This dishonest action made me to lose my job at TD bank.
As per judge orders a final pre -trial order shall be filed on or after July 23, 2012 if the case was not settling. The lawyers avoiding this date asked to another Superior judge to rule in favor of the bank. On July 2, 2012 my case was closed without having a chance to see the new judge. Using credit cards I could edit my book “FOUR YEARS OF A LIVING HELL AT BANK OF AMERICA.”
The injustice left me miserable selling my book on the street while protesting against Bank of America. Since July 2013 I'm in front of the Tower of Bank of America in New York. I want to show my story in public with a poster and through my book. I've done 830 protests. Unfortunately I am victim of an endless bullying from the security officers of the bank. They have made my life more miserable than it already is. I created web pages to tell the world the life that Bank of America forced me to live, and this has been a source of fun and mockery. On my protest # 181 one of the officers attempted to arrest me for being in front of the bank. My full story is at www.bankofamericamykiller.com
Thank you for reading my story, I will appreciate if you can help me in any way.
Sincerely,
Clemencia Garzón
POST# 855…5th ANNIVERSARY OF MY BULLYING HELL
…ABOUT MY BULLY’S STARS
Because of the
devotion of these 3 bullies to ruin my protests and make fun at my web pages, I
was inspired in a religious trio to call them the Holy Father, Holy Son, and
the Holy Bully
SECURITY OFFICER BULLY-CREATOR- “HOLY FATHER”
I met this security officer
the first day that I started protesting at the Tower of Bank of America. He stared
at me with a smile of mockery, and then drew the attention of the security
guard. The security officer found the name of my web pages on my poster and
immediately pulled out the phone and began to laugh as he passed the pages. The
security guard followed the intimidation game and it became part of their job.
The Cyber Bullying progressed to the point of becoming immortal.
During this week
someone removed the lid of the gas sewer located beside the traffic barrier
where I was. Passers-by who see the hole jumped immediately. In fear that
someone distracted might fall I went to this security officer to let him know
the dangerous of the hole. He didn’t care about my concern and with smile of
scorn turned his back to me.
Because whenever
this bully-officer is in service always intimidated me, I made a poster for him
saying: ON DUTY MY CYBER-BULLY CREATOR
SINCE 2013.
SECURITY GUARD “HOLY SON”
This man enjoyed
making fun at me; he promoted my web pages among those who joined the Cyber
corner. He instigated the security officers to bullying me; some of them were
more cruel and miserable than others. They labeled me as a stupid to mockery at me during the long social
meetings. Having to see the Security
Guard every day increased more my hatred towards him.
Besides the bullying
of the security guard, his ridiculous attempts to get me involved in a personal
relationship forced me to avoid any conversation with him. He asked me to
prepare a dinner for both of us that he would bring a bottle of wine. Then he
stared at my mouth saying I have nice lips.
On 2014 I was forced
to create a poster I named: CYBER-BULLIES MEMORIAL GIVEN BY BANK OF
AMERICA SECURITY TEAM with 50 pictures.
THE SNIFFING-BOMB DOG WALKER “HOLY BULLY”
This sniffing-bomb
walker is the oldest promoter of this endless cyber bullying that is still
active. During my early years protesting by the tower of Bank of America, when
I resumed again my protests, the first day I was visited by him. He looked at
the photos of my poster and then pointed to the picture of the security guard
informing me that he was still in service for the Bank. This was a treacherous
game because they were friends and partners of intimidation. I was blind
focusing on the security team and omitted to display his bullying on my posts.
This year 2018 this
"Holy Bully” killed my hope to be free of bullying. I was grateful that the
security officers stopped its harassment as they had done in the past.
Unfortunately, this man wants to keep it alive, never loses opportunity to
instigate the security officers and make them part of his game of intimidation.
In addition the abuse of his exhausted dog breaks my heart. This man to keep
the dog standing pulls the leash carelessly crushing his ears against the head.
Sometimes the dog is tricked by a treat that does not receive.
Due to the dog
manipulation I called “Yo-yo” and
for him I made a poster: MEMORIAL OF MY
CYBER SNIFFING –BULLYING TEAM that actually is on public sight.
5 YEARS DYING BESIDE THE
TOWER OF BANK OF AMERICA 7/24/13-7/24/18
HIS IS THE HOLY TRINITY THAT MY BULLIES MAKE ME TO SEE IT.
…DESCRIBING THE PROTAGONISTS OF THIS ENDLESS CYBER- BULLYING
As follows are the protests that have impacted me the most since I started to leave my life on the street.
****
****
2018 REMARKABLE PROTESTS
THIS IS THE MOST FU*KING PROTEST OF 2018! !!!!!!!!!!
PROTEST# 892…. I AM
PROUD THAT MY VOTE HAS CONTRIBUTED TO THE RE-ELECTION OF GOVERNOR ANDREW M
CUOMO. I AM VERY GRATEFUL TO GOVERNOR CUOMO FOR ANSWERING A LETTER I SENT TO
HIM ON MAY 18, 2014. THIS ABOUT THE PROHIBITIONS STIPULATED BY BANK OF AMERICA
TO MAKE MY PROTESTS ON THE PUBLIC SIDEWALK. THIS RESPONSE SHOWED ME THAT BEHIND
HIS POWERFUL POSITION EXISTS A GENEROUS HEART SENSIBLE TO THE PROBLEMS OF ANY
NEW YORK RESIDENT.
PROTEST # 852... BULLSHIT! ONE HOUR OF CONTINUOUS BULLSHIT WITH AN EXTRA MILE! THE SNIFFING-BOMB DOG WALKER “THE HOLY BULLSHIT” DID HIS PAY BULLYING IN A MEETING WITH VULGARITY … HE TOUCHED HIS PRIVATE PARTS AREA MAKING THE SECURITY GUARD DYING OF LAUGHTER…
SPECIAL PROTEST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
PROTEST # 852... BULLSHIT! ONE HOUR OF CONTINUOUS BULLSHIT WITH AN EXTRA MILE! THE SNIFFING-BOMB DOG WALKER “THE HOLY BULLSHIT” DID HIS PAY BULLYING IN A MEETING WITH VULGARITY … HE TOUCHED HIS PRIVATE PARTS AREA MAKING THE SECURITY GUARD DYING OF LAUGHTER…
ALSO MANIPULATED HIS DOG WITH THE LEASH AND A TREAT…A KID WAS TOUCHING THE DOG’S HEAD WITHOUT SUPERVISION…THIS DAMN BULLY MAKE ME TO STAY UNTIL THE SECURITY OFFICER’S SHIFT WAS OVER…I MADE 9 HOURS OF PROTEST
New York, July 18, 2018
PROTEST# 848…BANK
OF AMERICA IS A KILLER! A REAL KILLER! ITS SECURITY TEAM IS A REAL BULLSHIT!
TODAY I WAS PUNISHED WITH DOUBLE BULLSHIT! THE 2 LONGTIME BULLIES SINCE 2013
WERE TOGETHER: THE SECURITY OFFICER, THE BULLY CREATOR OF THIS ENDLESS
CYBER-BULLYING AND THE SNIFFING BOMB-DOG WALKER! THESE DAMNED PEOPLE TRIED TO
DESTROY ME AND MAKE ME LOSE MY MIND! 6 HOURS OF 0% SECURITY AND 100%
CYBER-BULLYING!
New York, July 12, 2018
Please I ask
to all the people of the world who read my web pages spread this protest (P#848).
This is one of the most miserable paid- bullying provided by bank of America. Today
I was about to cross the bank’s sidewalk just to record these bullies making
fun at me. I am aware that I can be arrested if I go to that area.
Here are 30
pictures of 188. Due to the high volume of videos (43) I will edit them during
the weekend.
VIDEO P#848 these are
the two most miserable bullies of my protests at the tower of bank of America, since
2013. The security officer is the creator of this endless bullying, the
sniffing-bomb dog walker the follower number one. They are aware of my
recordings and this motivates their game of intimidation. Today the team did 0%
security and 100% bullying in a pay social meeting. These 23
minutes of recording are only a small part of a full shift
PROTEST #825... A DAMN DAY! DISAPPOINTED! HEARTBROKEN! I CHEATED MYSELF! ON JUNE 11, 2018 I GAVE ONE STAR TO A NEW
SNIFFING TEAM AND IT TURNED IN A HOAX. TODAY WAS CLEAR TO ME THAT THE NEW
SNIFFING BOMB DOG’S WALKERS ARE JUST CAMOUFLAGED BULLIES TO MAKE FUN AT ME AND
TAKE REVENGE FOR EXPRESSING THE CYBER BULLYING OF THE HOLY BULLY CO-WORKER…NOW
I AM NOT GOING TO PLAY THE ROLE OF STUPID
New York, June 11,
2018
PROTEST # 806... SHAMELESS! BULL SHIT ON MY NEW POSTER OF BULLSHIT! “MEMORIAL
OF MY CYBER-SNIFFING BULLYING TEAM” THE CYBER-BULLY’S
STAR WELCOMED MY POSTER MAKING FUN AT ME WITH ONE OF THE AFTERNOON SECURITY
OFFICERS…NOW MY STORY WILL BE SHOWN TO THE WORLD WITH BULL SHIT AND MY POSTS
WILL BRING MORE BULL SHIT TO MY BLOGS!
New York, May 14,
2018
The time for my protests is approaching. Every year
I make my best effort to improve the presentation of my story. This year I hope
to be able to show a single poster, a new one that would be like the flag that
represents MY DREAM AND THE AMERICAN NIGHTMARE.
The unpredictable weather and the intimidation by
Bank of America security team have been obstacles that I learned how to
overcome. I acknowledge that I have been killing the English language when I
express my feelings in my posts, but the misery and pain are not a luxury or an
easy expression in the literature. April 1, 2018
PROTEST 809... A TRIPLE INTIMIDATION! ...3 DAYS IN ONE! A TRIO OF BULLIES
FOR 3 HOURS… 3 HEADS CLOSE TO EACH OTHER…3 MOUTHS LAUGHING OVER 3 PHONES TO
CHEAT ME... THE SNIFFING CYBER-BULLY MAN AND THE AFTERNOON SECURITY OFFICERS STOOD BEFORE ME
IN THE MIDDLE OF THE BUILDING’S AISLE TO MAKE FUN AT ME... THE DOUBT IF THIS
LONG BAREFACED BULLYING WAS PAID BY THE BANK HIT MY MIND.
New York, Mayo 17,
2018
PROTEST # 788… TODAY I HAD TO BITE MY LIPS TO PREVENT MY ANGER TO SHOUT
CURSES AT MY PROTEST...IN THE MORNING THE BULLY-PROMOTOR OF MY WEB PAGES, THE
SNIFFING- BULLYING MAN WAS BEHIND ME PRETENDING TO READ MY POSTER... "YOU
BACK AGAIN" WERE HIS WORDS TO FOOL ME AND MAKE ME HIS STUPID…HE USED TWO
SECURITY OFFICERS TO MAKE FUN AT ME.
New York, April
18, 2018
PROTEST # 786... IMPRESSIVE! ... I HAD IN FRONT OF ME A CYBER MONUMENT TO THE
PHONE AS PREVIOUS YEARS... A PHONE HIDDEN IN A HAT... TODAY WITH A RECORD OF
TIME AND IMAGES ... ONE OF BANK OF AMERICA SECURITY OFFICERS WAS ASSIGNED TO
HARASS ME WITH THE PHONE UNTIL THE END OF MY DAY
New York, April
16, 2018
MY MESSAGE FOR 2018
POST#781
My wishes of previous years asking Bank of America’s security team to stop bullying me were fulfilled partly in 2017. My poster had fewer photos of officers in uniform and it was not necessary to show my “CYBER BULLIES MEMORIAL POSTER.” I am very grateful for the consideration.
For reasons beyond my control, I had to leave my protests early. Although I cannot be in front of Bank of America Tower, my mind still living every miserable day that Bank of America condemned me to live.
This year my personal life was completely shattered, full of horrific stories. The roof I had on my head at home 11, 12, 13 collapsed endangering my life, all I had around me were death threats, enemies and criminal people.
I survived the horrible experience of HOUSE 13 but my only friend - roommate who lived in the room next to mine does not. Few weeks of my moving he died and the landlord was aware of his death almost 2 weeks later when came to collect the rent.
The woman who rented a room at the same floor and who was our enemy did not care about the stinky smell of his decomposed body nor the maggots that were coming out under the door. This heartless woman without any remorse for having made his life a hell wrote in Facebook sarcastic notes about his death. The sorrow for this loss has been added to my life, + Rest in peace ANTHONY M CAPUTO.
For now, just hope that the weather allows me to return to my protests and my medical conditions make this possible. Thank you to all of you for the time given to me to read my web pages. HAPPY 2018
This is the best I can do to translate a bad Spanish language's expression.
Would I have to sleep with this dead these forensic are not rushing Damn Damn
Oh my God it cannot be possible sleeping in my house with dead for a week.
2017 REMARKABLE PROTESTS
POST# 780…THIS IS TO INFORM TO MY FOLLOWERS THAT AN UNFORESEEN SITUATION FORCED ME TO LEAVE MY PROTESTS TEMPORARILY. THIS TIME OF ABSENCE WOULD NEVER SEPARATE ME FROM THE MISERABLE LIFE THAT BANK OF AMERICA HAS CONDEMNED ME TO LIVE. DURING THESE YEARS OF NIGHTMARE I HAVE NOT HAD ANYTHING OTHER THAN PAIN, AND EVERY DAY IT LEADS ME TO THE SAME BEGINNING. ONCE I CAN OVERCOME THIS UNEXPECTED MISHAP I WILL RETURN TO THE STREETS TO SHOW MY STORY AND LET THE WORLD SEE ME DIE BESIDE THE TOWER OF BANK OF AMERICA
October 17, 2017
PROTEST# 727… TODAY…“FOUR YEARS OF A
BULLYING-HELL BESIDE THE TOWER OF BANK OF AMERICA” 7/24/2013-7/24/2017
I STARTED THIS DAY OF ANNIVERSARY, TAKING EXTREME CAUTION ON CARRYING
6 BALLOONS WITH HELIUM ALONG WITH MY PROTEST’S STUFF. INSIDE THE TRAIN, I WROTE THE DATE. TODAY I
OVERCAME HEAVY RAIN AND WINDS TO COMPLETE 9 HOURS OF THIS PROTEST. 4 BALLOONS
REPRESENTING EACH YEAR, DECORATED MY POSTER, THE OTHERS 2 ESCAPED FROM MY HANDS
TO EXPLORE THE STREET ANNOUNCING THIS MISERABLE EVENT.
New York, July 24,
2017
On July 23, 2013 I
started protest# 141 and I've made 586 infested by the virus of the
bullying. This has been a never-ending disease provided by Bank of America
security team. I have been judged by my miserable appearance, this allows my harassers
to fool me and make fun at me. My
protests have been more miserable than they already are.
I've been trying hard to keep my protests alive. I have
tolerated my ailments and I have overcome bad weather just to fulfill my
commitment to demand justice. I am not afraid to stand for what I believe in,
even that I am standing alone. I DON’T
GIVE UP MY PROTESTS! BY I DO GIVE UP MY HOPE THAT SOMEDAY I MAY BE FREE FROM
INTIMIDATION.
I have more people that support, praise, bless and admire my
efforts for carrying out each protest, than people who gets into my life just
to discourage me.
SPECIAL POST!!!!
SPECIAL POST #713...
BANK OF AMERICA… STILL ALIVE TO TELL IT’S STORY!!!!!
I WANT TO SHARE WITH MY FOLLOWERS A SERIOUS MEDICAL CONDITION THAT REQUIRED SURGERY UNDER GENERAL ANESTHESIA AND HOSPITALIZATION. THIS FORCED ME TO STOP MY PROTESTS FOR THE CURRENT WEEK. THERE ARE 2 IMAGES TAKEN WITHOUT MY KNOWLEDGE BY A FRIEND AND ANOTHER THAT INSPIRED ME BANK OF AMERICA.
New York, June 28, 2017
A dental procedure made on June 22, 2017 sent me June 25, 2017 to an emergency room where a killing pain produced by a heavy infection was treated with morphine. Next day four surgeons were in the operating room, allowing me to continue living. I had ear pain, fever, neck swelling, and pain swallowing and swollen glands. I was unable to tolerate my own saliva.
NEW POSTER
AUGUST 01, 2017
AUGUST 01, 2017
POST # 696... SPECIAL POST! SPECIAL ANNOUNCEMENT! SINCE MY LIFE IS PUBLIC,
I'D LIKE THE WORLD TO KNOW THE ENEMIES THAT ARE THREATENING ME…THE CRIMINALS
WHO I LIVE WITH ARE PLOTTING AGAINST ME... UNFORTUNATELY WHEN I TRY TO INFORM
THE AUTHORITIES THEY SAY THAT THERE IS NO CASE BECAUSE STILL NOBODY HAS KILLED
ME... A WEEKEND WITH TWO UNSUCCESSFUL POLICE’S VISITS, ALLOWED DECEPTION
OVERCAME THE JUSTICE
POST # 695…AN INCREDIBLE STORY OF CHILD EXTORTION LEFT UNPUNISHED! A CRIMINAL WITH LUCK!
THIS IS THE STORY OF A CORRUPTED LANDLORD THAT CAN BLIND JUSTICE AND FAMILY TO GET AWAY OF ITS WRONGDOING….WORKING UNDOCUMENTED PEOPLE HAVE BEING DEPORTED JUST FOR A MINOR OFFENSE, THIS PERSON WITH A BIG FAULT NOT…THE LEGAL AGENCIES WHERE THIS CRIME WAS REPORTED JUST LET IT GO…
May 20, 2017
I'd like to share with my followers of Bank of America my killer, one of the most fraudulent stories that I have ever seen during my efforts to keep a roof over my head.
PROTEST # 691... BREATHTAKING! PANIC AT HOME... TODAY I STARTED MY PROTEST WITH FRIGHT AND LUCKY ENOUGH TO BE ABLE TO PREVENT A FATAL TRAGEDY AT HOME #13... I COULD FEEL THAT I SAVED THE LIFE OF A 4 YEAR OLD GIRL LEFT ALONE AT HOME
New York, May 23 2017
Today I could not focus on this protest; my tears ran in my eyes during the long 8 hours of this miserable day. My body was next to my posters, but my mind at home. One of my housemates, a mother who leaves her small daughters home alone to go to work put my heart to tremble. This is an infamous story which I am unfortunately compelled to remain silent to keep a roof over my head.
Today when I was ready to leave home, I saw the 4 years old girl hanging on the balcony of my apartment. It freaked me out. I called the landlord and we witnessed the event. I gave to the house-owner a final warning if they don’t take any action. I was determined to report this negligence even if I had to move out of the House right away. ACKNOWLEDGED!
New York, April 17, 2017
Since I am protesting by
the Tower of Bank of America there is a person who every year points on my
cyber-bullies memorial poster the security team that is still in the Bank. This
year I was informed that the security guard who has been the creator of endless
harassment was relocated to another area of the building.
I am glad to remove those
pictures of security officers; they give an unpleasant image to my story and to
their uniforms. I hope never use my camera again for these events and this
poster never again be by my side.
PROTEST #665... A HOLY MONDAY... A HOLY DAY, MY POSTER WAS WARMED BY THE SUN; I COULD EMBRACE MY DEATH BARRIER AND SEE NEW YORK CITY FULL OF LIFE... A HOLY PROTEST, THERE WERE NO HARASSERS FROM BANK AMERICA SECURITY TEAM AND MY CAMERA HAD NO ACTION
New York, April 10, 2017
Today I returned to the miserable life that Bank of America forced me to live eternally. The hell I am living at home was attached to my shoulders with needles punching my bones. This is a heavy burden of criminal actions, police’s visits, defamation and threats to my life made by fraudulent landlords with whom I'm living with.
I am involved in a Machiavellian story of child extortion built by the landlord-wife. I witnessed some episodes that shattered my heart and split home#12 into home#13.I still share the same roof with these corrupt landlords but in different floor.
2017 MY END OF THE YEAR MESSAGE
POST # 6 6 4…6+6+12 – “ 4 YEARS OF A LIVING HELL AT BANK OF AMERICA”…TIME FOR ANOTHER HATED HIBERNATION, WHERE MY PROTEST IS ONLY VISIBLE IN MY MIND, THE COLD FORCED ME TO BE LOCKED BETWEEN FOUR WALLS.
New York, 12-12-16
One more year of this miserable life is gone. There is not much difference between previous years. I removed from the main poster those additional that I was forced to do. The one with pictures of 2016 new bullies, the sign asking the security team not to cyber-bullying me, the 2016 recyclable bullies who have repeated their intimidation in previous years and also the pictures of the police’s horses that I called “The piss that bullied me”.
The cyber-bullies memorial will stays with me, hoping it discourage new attempts of bullying. Although the harassing from Bank of America’s security team seems to have finished, I’m not sure that this not going to return. Still I have behind my back its creator, the security guard that for over three years enjoyed making fun at me. I am grateful with the bank’s security officers who during the last past months have been professionals and respectful with me.
My medical conditions, my efforts and struggles to keep a roof over my head, the heat, the rain, the winds, and the cold weather have not been my killers but some people that I love have buried me alive. Since I'm living in the shadow of my death alone and abandoned, my wish is that if my death snatches my life in 2017, my departure not be published or announced as soon as this occurs. Someone will be in charge of my blogs to answer questions from people who miss me. I just hope that my history remains alive.
Otherwise, if I can still show the world my story, life, and death I'll be back as soon the weather permits.
On 2015 I decorated this Christmas tree of Bank of America with my bleeding heart; this year 2016 same tree is the nest of 4 wounded doves that portray my efforts for surviving another miserable year.
2016 REMARKABLE PROTESTS
PROTEST# 656… 4 YEARS LIVING IN GRIEF... 4 YEARS ATTACHED TO THE DEATH OF
A LOYAL LOVE... IN SPITE OF FORECASTS OF 100% RAIN, TODAY I DECIDED TO MOURN MY
PAIN THROUGH THIS PROTEST...THE WATER DOESN’T HURT ME, IT WIPES MY TEARS AND
BLIND ME TO SEE THE EVIL…
New York, November 29, 2016
PROTEST #625... I WISH THAT MY DOVE REMAIN ON THE CRYSTALS OF THE BUILDING OF BANK OF AMERICA... WITH THE PASS OF THE TIME IF I DON’T HAVE BULLIES BY MY SIGHT I WILL GIVE TO MY DOVE EACH UNWANTED PHOTO OF MY POSTER TO DESTROY IT...TODAY SOMEONE TOUCHED MY HEART AND PUT ME ON TEARS
New York, October
4. 2016
PROTEST # 623...TODAY A RAINY AND WINDY DAY I HAD TO CHOOSE BETWEEN TWO HELL... STAY AT HOME, TERRIFIED BY A WOMAN WITH MENTAL PROBLEMS OR BE IN THE STREET TERRIFIED BY A MAN OBSESSED FOR BULLYING ME.
New York, September 30, 2016
PROTEST#620…WELCOME TO THE PADDOCK OF BANK OF AMERICA AND ITS “SECURITY DONKEY”
HERE IS TODAY’S BULLYING SHOW
New York, September 27, 2016
PROTEST # 619... MY WEEK STARTED WITH 3 HOURS OF CONTINUOUS HARASSMENT, DECEPTION AND MOCKERY... IT WAS A DAY WITH CLEAR EVENTS THAT PROVE THAT THE HARASSMENT TOWARDS ME IS THE PRIORITY FOR THE SECURITY GUARD AT BANK OF AMERICA... TODAY HE ACTED AS A DONKEY GLUED TO THE CRYSTALS OF THE BUILDING, KICKING AND MOVING HIS BELLY TO CALL MY ATTENTION...HE ENJOYED MAKING FUN AT ME WITH PREVIOUS BULLIES
New York, September 26, 2016
PROTEST# 603…MISERABLE! AT MY LEFT SIDE I HAD THE STENCH OF THE PISS LEFT
BY ANOTHER MOUNTED POLICE HORSE…AT MY RIGHT SIDE I HAD A LONG CYBER BULLYING
PARTY….THE SECURITY GUARD HAD 2 TEAMS, 2 NEW OFFICERS TO MAKE FUN AT ME DURING
HIS 3 HOUR OF 0% SECURITY 100% BULLYING AND GOSSIP.
New York,
August 31, 2016
PROTEST# 589…A BURNING DAY AND A HOT POST….SMOKERS AND VIOLATIONS DAY!...THE SIGN “DESIGNATED NON-SMOKING AREA IS A GREAT JOKE FOR THE SECURITY GUARD…THE SECURITY GUARD IS THE GREATEST JOKE FOR BANK OF AMERICA SECURITY TEAM…7 SMOKERS WERE VIOLATING BANK RESTRICTIONS … THE SECURITY GUARD MADE FUN AT ME WITH THEM BUT ONLY DECEIVED THE WORD 'SECURITY' OF HIS VEST
NEW YORK, AUGUST 11, 2016PROTEST# 585…THIS IS A SPECIAL VIDEO MADE IN ONE SPECIAL DAY FREE OF HARASSMENT FROM BANK OF AMERICA SECURITY TEAM….SITTING ON MY CHAIR, SICK AND DRAGGING THE HOURS TO COMPLY WITH THIS PROTEST, SUDDENLY 3 PEOPLE CAME BY MY SIDE TO DO THEIR SHOW. THE GIRL HOLDING THE WOUNDED MAN DESCRIBES HOW I HAVE TO HOLD MY LIFE EVERY DAY TO FULFILL MY PROTESTS.
New York, August 5, 2016
August 2, 2016
PROTEST#572… TWO MOUNTED POLICE OFFICERS OF NEW YORK APPROACHED THEIR HORSES TO ME. ONE OF THE OFFICERS LET THE HORSE LICKING THE METAL OF THE BARRIER NEXT TO ME, AND THEN FORCED THE HORSE TO URINATE NEAR MY FEET. MINUTES LATER SOMEONE FROM THE BUILDING OF BANK OF AMERICA JOINED THE OFFICERS TO CELEBRATE WHAT THE HORSE HAD DONE. THIS WAS A HOT DAY AND I HAD TO FINISH MY PROTEST WITH THE STINK OF THE URINE.
New York, Julio 20,
2016
PROTEST # 565... WELCOME TO MY RECYCLED BULLIES 2016 FLAG... INSPIRATION GIVEN TO ME BY THE SAME SECURITY TEAMS OF BANK OF AMERICA, WHO HAVE HARASSED ME OVER THE YEARS
New York, July 11, 2016
PROTEST#557…TODAY’S BULLYING, DECEIT, MOCKS, FUN
AND GOSSIP KILLED 4 DAYS OF HARASSMENT-FREE…THE SECURITY GUARD FINALLY
EXPLOITED HIS EVIL OBSESSION FOR BULLYING ME AND MAKE FUN AT ME… SOMETHING
WEIRD SCARED ME IN THE AFTERNOON
New York, June 28, 2016
PROTEST #540... RETURNING TO 2013! CHAIN OF
INTIMIDATION UNTIL THE END OF THE DAY... PHONE HIDDEN INSIDE POLICE HAT TO
CHEAT ME... THE FOUNDERS OF MY BULLYING WERE TOGETHER TO HAVE FUN AT ME... A
TOTALLY CYBERNETIC DAY!
New York, June 2, 2016
PROTEST # 537... MISERABLE! ANOTHER UNFORGETTABLE BULLYING DAY! THE SECURITY GUARD DID NOT CONVINCE THE OFFICER ON DUTY TO HARASS ME AND SENT ME ONE OF HIS FRIENDS FROM PREVIOUS HARASSMENTS... USED HIS WORKING TIME FOR PERSONAL BUSINESS...COMPLAINED TO HIS BOSS ABOUT ME ACTING INNOCENT … HE LIT A CIGARETTE TO A MAN FOR HIM TO SMOKE BY HIS SIDE AND FOR ME TO RECORD IT.
PROTEST# 532... A FULL MORNING OF CYBER HARASSMENT FOR A GUINNESS RECORD... BANK OF AMERICA SECURITY TEAM WAS DEVOTED TO MAKE FUN AT ME... MY 61 BIRTHDAY DECORATION WAS THEIR TARGET OF MOCKERY…A NEW CYBER-OFFICER WAS BORN FROM THE INSTIGATION OF THE SECURITY GUARD
New York, May 20, 2016
These videos are special, are dedicated to TODAY’S BULLYING TEAM. It is a gift for the well done harassment. YOU HAVE MADE MY BIRTHDAY 61 UNFORGETTABLE
Video 1: A shameless and harassing Classless! …
(12:22 minutes)
Video 2: The bullies-connection! …The power of a
masked gossip (12:56 minutes)
Video 3: Security guard even
speaking secretly to deceive me, pretending that he is not instigating, his
speeches made a new cyber-bullies of my web pages (12:30 minutes)
PROTEST #527... THE MOST HYPOCRITICAL, RIDICULOUS, INTIMIDATING, SHAMELESS AND COWARDLY COMPLAINT MADE BY BANK OF AMERICA SECURITY GUARD... SOMEONE ASKED ABOUT MY BANS MADE BY THE BANK AND THIS WAS A BIG DEAL... A TRUTH THAT IS WRITTEN IN MY BLOGS
PROTEST# 517…MY FIRST IMPRESSIVE PROTEST OF 2016! UNBELIEVABLE! POLICE ESCORT ME INSIDE THE TRAIN STATION WITH A BIG LIE! ... BULLIES AWAKE IN THE MORNING AND AFTERNOON SHIFTS TO HARASS ME
New York, May 12, 2016
***
To my new followers who don’t know the evil effects that the security guard of bank of America has had on me. (See p#330)… STORY BEHIND THE OBSESSION OF SECURITY GUARD TO HARASS ME September 19, 2014
Here are some remarkable points.
-The security guard began to harass me on the third day I started my protest at Bank of America Tower. On 2013 this man tried to gain my trust in a disrespectful and disgusting manner.
-He asked me to remove my glasses to see my eyes, then he said I have nice lips, or teeth I couldn’t hear the exact word.
- He proposed me that if I cook a Spanish dish he would bring a bottle of wine to my apartment. This overwhelmed me and since that day I have never walked by his side.
--He told me that the police officers are his friends and because of him they won’t bother my protests. His strategy did not work on me and he begun bullying at my web pages.
He instigated the officers to do so and to discourage them I made a cyber-memorial poster. Unfortunately this didn’t work out, as he finds other ways to harass me
PROTEST# 517…MY FIRST IMPRESSIVE PROTEST OF 2016! UNBELIEVABLE! POLICE ESCORT ME INSIDE THE TRAIN STATION WITH A BIG LIE! ... BULLIES AWAKE IN THE MORNING AND AFTERNOON SHIFTS TO HARASS ME
New York, April 29, 2016
My message for 2016
Last year I wished
with all my heart not be harassed for the New Year. My faith, hope, and
strength that I put on this dream were shattered through 2015. The bullying
from Bank of America security team increased greatly, my pleas and attempts to
stop it were unsuccessful.
My protests became
every day more miserable. All the efforts I made to discourage the security
team so they will not make fun at my misery failed. I was forced to fill my web
pages with ridiculous stories and nasty pictures.
FOR 2016 I DON'T WANT
ANYTHING. Deception, hatred, pain, disappointment, despair will keep me
strong for the coming year.
This card is the only
thing I have in my heart and mind to share with my followers. It is made with
50 images of the hundreds that I collected during the many sessions of intimidation.
I'll be back as soon the weather permits.
HAPPY NEW YEAR
MY THANKSGIVING 2015...
2015 REMARKABLE PROTESTS
2015 REMARKABLE PROTESTS
PROTEST # 400…!!!!!!! .. PUBLIC ANNOUNCEMENT! I!!!!!!
I'VE BEEN THREATENED
TWICE BY A MAN FROM BANK OF AMERICA’S MAINTENANCE. I WAS RECORDING A USUAL
BULLYING TIME OF BANK OF AMERICA’S SECURITY TEAM WHEN A MAINTENANCE MAN
THREATENED ME TWICE:
“YOU BETTER PUT THAT
CAMERA AWAY. YOU DON’T KNOW WHO I AM”
New York, June 11,
2015
See video: Threatened
twice by a maintenance man from Bank of America Tower
https://youtu.be/Cmr1CyYD8HE via
@YouTube
PROTEST #492... THE BIGGEST SABOTAGE, MOCKERY, INTIMIDATION AND
DISRESPECT I'VE HAD BY MEN WEARING UNIFORMS OF NEW YORK CITY POLICE DEPT... THE
MOST RIDICULOUS SECURITY TEAM FROM BANK OF AMERICA THAT I HAVE SEEN
PROTEST # 448... INCREDIBLE! I HAD NEVER SEEN TWO DEVOUT HARASSERS LIKE TODAY... THE MORNING OFFICER STAYED EXTRA TIME WITH THE SECURITY GUARD TO CONTINUE MOCKING AT ME AND WOMEN WITH SEXY BUTTS
THE THREATENING MAN IN A CYBER- BULLYING SESSION WITH THE SECURITY
GUARD
POST # 505... 2015 WAS ONE OF THE MOST MISERABLE YEARS THAT I'VE SURVIVED, LEFT ME WITH NO HOPE FOR THE NEW YEAR. ALL THAT CROSSED BY MY MIND WAS CRUMBLING AND MANY TIMES LOST THE SENSE OF MYSELF. THERE WERE TIMES I THOUGHT I WOULDN’T END 2015; I FELT I WAS ALIVE BUT NOT ABLE TO LIVE.
PROTEST #492... THE BIGGEST SABOTAGE, MOCKERY, INTIMIDATION AND
DISRESPECT I'VE HAD BY MEN WEARING UNIFORMS OF NEW YORK CITY POLICE DEPT... THE
MOST RIDICULOUS SECURITY TEAM FROM BANK OF AMERICA THAT I HAVE SEEN
New York, November 12,
2015
PROTEST #479... OH MY GOD! IN SHOCK! 3 HOURS IN CONTINUOUS HARASSMENT! EMOTIONALLY ATTACKED! MOCKERY! CURSES! BANK OF AMERICA SECURITY TEAM WAS UNDER 0% SECURITY...THE BANK RESTRICTIONS WERE IGNORED... OVER 100% IN CYBER-BULLYING… INSOLENT EVENTS
New York, October 23,
2015PROTEST #479... OH MY GOD! IN SHOCK! 3 HOURS IN CONTINUOUS HARASSMENT! EMOTIONALLY ATTACKED! MOCKERY! CURSES! BANK OF AMERICA SECURITY TEAM WAS UNDER 0% SECURITY...THE BANK RESTRICTIONS WERE IGNORED... OVER 100% IN CYBER-BULLYING… INSOLENT EVENTS
PROTEST # 448... INCREDIBLE! I HAD NEVER SEEN TWO DEVOUT HARASSERS LIKE TODAY... THE MORNING OFFICER STAYED EXTRA TIME WITH THE SECURITY GUARD TO CONTINUE MOCKING AT ME AND WOMEN WITH SEXY BUTTS
New York, September 4, 2015
PROTEST # 429... MY EYES ARE FILLED WITH TEARS UPON MY ARRIVAL AT BANK OF AMERICA... TEARS OF HATE, IMPOTENCE, DESPAIR, WISHING TO HAVE THE STRENGTH AND PUT AN END TO THE PAIN, AND PSYCHOLOGICAL TORTURE GIVING BY THE SECURITY TEAM
New York, July 29, 2015
PROTEST#403… MY BULLIES’ MEMORIAL POSTER WAS FINISHED….I DON’T SPEAK WITH BULLIES…
New York, June 16, 2015
2014 REMARKABLE PROTESTS
PROTEST# 382…A
DAY OF CYBER BULLYING THAT NEVER HAD... SUPER-EXTRAORDINARY…IMPRESSIVE...
COMPETITIVE.. A WAR OF SHOTS OF CAMERA VS WEB PAGES
New York, May 07, 2015
PROTEST # 375...
NEW POSTER FOR OLD BULLIES…SEMI-NAKED MAN BY MY SIGHT
New York, April 28, 20152014 REMARKABLE PROTESTS
PROTEST # 371… MY END OF THE YEAR MESSAGE…MY WISHES FOR
2015
December 01, 2014
THE HEAT COMING FROM MY HELL IS NOT ENOUGH FOR ME TO BEAT LOW
TEMPERATURES…
PROTEST # 356… AMAZED! DISGUSTING…THE CLOWN’S BULLIES OF TWO
DAYS AGO HAD RETURNED TO MAKE FUN OF WHAT I WROTE IN POST # 354
October 24, 2014
PROTEST # 354… A RAINING DAY…AN IMPRESSIVE CLOWN OF
BULLYING…A CYBER-HAT WAS CHANGED FOR A “BLUE NOTEPAD”…A POLICE OFFICER ABOUT TO
DIE FROM LAUGHING
New York, October 22, 2014
PROTEST # 344…THE MOST RIDICULOUS SECURITY TEAM I HAD
EVER SEEN IT…A POLICE OFFICER USING HIS HAT TO HIDE THE SECURITY GUARD’S PHONE.
October 08, 2014
PROTEST # 334…I GREETED A POLICE OFFICER WHO BECAME THE
FUN STAR OF A CYBER-BULLYING DAY.
September 24, 2014
September 24, 2014
PROTEST# 330… STORY BEHIND THE OBSESSION OF SECURITY GUARD TO
HARASS ME
September 19, 2014
September 19, 2014
***PROTEST # 311... NEW YORK, ONE OF THE MOST MURDEROUS…SENT ME TO THE HOSPITAL
August 22, 2014
PROTEST#
301 …ANOTHER CYBER DAY…HARASSMENT BECOMES AN
OBSESSION
August 8, 2014
August 8, 2014
PROTEST#
300…HARASSMENT IN WORDS: YOU ARE A FUCKING
EMPLOYEE…HARASSMENT WITHOUT WORDS: WEB PAGES MOCKERY
August 07, 2014
PROTEST#
298… THE SECURITY GUARD HAD THE NERVE TO COME
TO ME WITH HIS CYNICAL FACE
August 5, 2014
August 5, 2014
PROTEST#
297…FORCED TO REDUCE POSTS’ INFO…NO MORE
ENTERTAINMENT FOR BANK’S SECURITY OFFICERS
…THERE ARE ENOUGH
STORIES TO ENJOY, LAUGH AND MOCKERY
August 4, 2014
PROTEST # 295...ANOTHER DAY THAT I WAS LABELED AS STUPID
AND MY WEB PAGES WERE AN ENTERTAINMENT
July 31, 2014
July 31, 2014
PROTEST
# 255… A SHOCKING EVENT... AN EMPLOYEE FIRED BY
BANK OF AMERICA WAS OUT OF CONTROL... LEFT ME IN TEARS... TERRIFIED
May 30. 2014
PROTEST#
245… POLICE BY MY SIDE IN LESS THAN 24 HOURS...
A PICTURE SAYS MORE THAN WORDS
May 15, 2014
May 15, 2014
PROTEST
# 244… POLICE’S HUMILIATIONS! DISRESPECT!
INTIMIDATION! MOCKERY! SARCASM! .. BANK
OF AMERICA IS THE OWNER OF THE PUBLIC SIDEWALK.
May 14, 2014
May 14, 2014
PROTEST#
237… A LITTLE
BIT OF JUSTICE... A SETTLEMENT IN COURT PROVING I WAS DECEIVED BY BANK OF
AMERICA
May 5, 2014
May 5, 2014
PROTEST#
235…MAYDAY…INTERNATIONAL WORKER’S DAY…
AMAZING…LOT OF PICTURES…SUPPORT
May 01, 2014
May 01, 2014
PROTEST#
232 …AGAIN POLICE CONFRONTATION…ANOTHER
MISERABLE CUNNING FROM THE BANK SECURITY
April 25, 2014
April 25, 2014
POST # 222 … I WAS 3 FEET AWAY FROM AN ANGRY POLICE AND HIS GUN. SHARING THE HOUSE WITH TWO COPS HAS BEEN ANOTHER
November 25, 2013
See Home 2 Bronx
POST #
208 …ANNOUNCING A BOOK STORE IN QUEENS THAT SELLS
MY STORY …"LIBRERIA BARCO DE PAPEL”
October 27, 2013
October 27, 2013
PROTEST#
205… A LONG DAY…LOT OF EMOTIONS…A POLICE
SURPRISES ME AND TOUCHED MY HEART
October 23, 2013
October 23, 2013
PROTEST#
184… PRESIDENT OBAMA IN NY... TODAY HE WAS
CLOSER TO ME THAN WHEN I DID MY 4 & 5 PROTESTS... I STILL HAVE A LETTER HE
SENT TO ME. September 24, 2013
2013 REMARKABLE PROTESTS
2013 REMARKABLE PROTESTS
***PROTEST#
181…POLICE ATTEMPTING TO ARREST ME! TRYING
TO VIOLATE MY FREEDOM OF SPEECH…” I CAN ARREST YOU! I CAN PUT YOU IN HANDCUFFS
IF YOU DON’T MOVE TO THE OTHER SIDE OF THE STREET … (SEE VIDEO)
September 20, 2013
September 20, 2013
***PROTEST#
178…BANK OF AMERICA LABELED ME AS A DANGEROUS
PERSON…POLICE BARRIERS…POLICEMEN…SECURITY GUARDS…BANK REPS…HELICOPTERS ABOVE MY
HEAD…PROTECTION VS. FEAR TO HEAR THE TRUTH
September 17, 2013
September 17, 2013
PROTEST#
173... 1+7+3=11/9 MEMORABLE DATE…WORLD TRADE
CENTER TOWER#1 35 F…WHERE MY AMERICAN DREAM STARTED…FIRST JOB IN US
September 11, 2013
PROTEST#
164…5 HOURS UNDER HEAVY RAIN…SECOND SHOWER OF
THE DAY WITH CLOTHES…VIDEO AVAILABLE
August 28, 2013
August 28, 2013
PROTEST#
118… THE POLICE BY MY SIDE…A BANK EMPLOYEE BY
MY SIDE…A WEIRD COINCIDENCE
May 17, 2013
May 17, 2013
POST # 111 MY GHOST… MY COSTUME… MY POSTERS:
May 05, 2013
PROTEST#
109…DISGUSTING…HUMILIATING...AN ARMED MAN
HARASSING AN UNARMED WOMAN…FIGHT…HEATED ARGUE
May 03, 2013
May 03, 2013
PROTEST#
107…AMAZING DAY! ...MAY DAY EVENT WOW ME! LOT
OF PICTURES, JOURNALIST AND A TV INTERVIEW! UNFORGETTABLE DAY
May 01, 2013
PROTEST#
…100 POLICE DAY! …POLICE ON MY WAY…POLICE AT
MY PROTEST... MISSILES OF SABOTAGE…A MESSAGE TO DYCKMAN OFFICE
April 19, 2013
PROTEST# 93…THE
DEVIL SPEAKS TODAY...BANK OF AMERICA CALLED ME LIAR... LOT OF ANGRY, HURT,
HATRED
April 04, 2013
April 04, 2013
PROTEST # 91… A
MANAGER FROM BANK OF AMERICA TOUCHED MY HEART! …COMPASSIONATE…PLEASANT
April 01, 2013
PROTEST # 87…ENDING
AT THE HOSPITAL…CHOOSING THE BOOKS OVER A WARM NIGHT
February 06, 2013
2012 REMARKABLE PROTESTS
February 06, 2013
2012 REMARKABLE PROTESTS
PROTEST # 84 …MY BLACK
FRIDAY! POLICE BY ME... HUMILIATION
November 23, 2012
PROTEST
# 80…A VIOLATION OF FREEDOM…MESSAGE TO BANK OF AMERICA
November 15, 2012
September 08, 2008
Mrs. Laura Misha
MY LAST LETTER FOR BANK OF AMERICA AND ITS RESPONSE TURNED INTO THIS NIGHTMARE...
Mrs. Laura Misha
Manager Bank of America
54 E Ridgewood Ave
Ridgewood, NJ 07450
Dear Ms. Misha:
Since the beginning of my work at your office, I have faced discrimination and retaliation that I can no longer put up with.
You know that I suffer from a very serious disability that limits me. I am attaching copies of some of the medical records. You may not understand or relate to what it is like to live with a medical disability. It is terrible, I wake up with pain and go through the day in pain. I have a history of varicose veins, venous insufficiency and many surgical procedures. I tried to give you the doctor’s note on January 30, 2008 but you refused to see it. My doctor mailed you this note asking the very modest request of being able to sit and avoid prolonged standing. On March 31, 2008, I have a letter from Ridgewood Orthopedic that I tried to offer you but you do not want to see it.
Despite knowing about these medical records and realizing my very small requests, you have been very brutal in refusing to allow me any accommodation, and refusing to even accept my doctor’s notes which I offered you. You made me stand and took away all my seniority in March 2007 despite I started working for Fleet Bank and then Bank of America since 1987. You also reduced my vacation time.
Because of your treatment, my medical condition continued to worsen. I am made to stand all day and have had more difficulty stepping up and down. My supervisor, Majdi Alkhalalaileh, told me that if the District Manager, sees me seated, he would kick me off the chair. You did not want to accept my medical letters requesting accommodation. Of course, you also told me that you did not want to give me any assistance because this is a bank policy.
On January 19, 2008, you public ally reprimanded me in front of all customers for sitting. This was incredibly humiliating. I was dealing with unbearable pain from prolonged standing. You did not want to hear about my medical condition or discuss accommodations with me. After several plead to allowing me to seat and my excruciating pain was unbearable you finally told me that I could sit. However, you told me that I had to ask the customer if they did not mind me sitting. This was very embarrassing to me. You made me do this on purpose to embarrass me.
You would single me out to assist customers with safe deposit boxes which some are located in high areas and required ladders. On June 6, 2008, you demanded that I shut the vault door without any assistance. The door is huge. I tried and could not budge it. Your assistant manager Mrs. Michelle Soto continued to tell me to do it and berated and yelled at me. I could not do it and you refused to allow people to help me. I then refused to do it because it was hurting me so much. You then made me park about 3 blocks away from the bank instead of next to bank where you used to let me park after I returned to work from surgery of October 04, 2007. I have pictures of where you made me park.
On August 14, 2008, I had to thus take off from work to have surgery on August 15, 2008. This was because of the impact of all you did while I was at work. I am sending you the insurance form and the doctor’s notes. I called you on August 22, 2008 to inform you I will be out of work until 9/15/08. This has now been extended to October 20, 2008 so that I could go through rehabilitation as there is instability and swelling in my right knee.
I am very concerned about returning to work on October 20, 2008. You have been very abusive and retaliatory of me due to my disability. I am requesting a sit down meeting to discuss this and get to a fair resolution. I feel that due to your treatment, I cannot continue working for the bank. Therefore, I would like to talk about a fair package so that I can go on with my life.
Please let me know your thoughts within five (5) days. I am very anxious to hear from you as I feel that what you have done to me is wrong and in violation of the laws of this State and Country. Please mail or email me your response.
Sincerely,
* * *
I want to share with all the people who read my story, the beginning of this nightmare. You are welcome to see the first 71 protests I made in New Jersey at:
The
miserable life that Bank of
America forced me to live is
inseparable from the places that I've survived to keep the boxes containing the
books of this nightmare. So far today, I'm still struggling to have four walls
with a little peace.
In
this blog you will find more details of my Personal life:
bankofamericamykillerpersonallife.blogspot.com
My
professional life is completely destroyed. In 2011 I made an attempt to rebuild
it. Bank of America’s attorneys misled
the judge and forced me to give details of my new job, by involving it I lost
my employment.
See Blog: bankofamericaprofessionalliferesume.blogspot.com
On October
06, 2010 I filed a lawsuit against Bank of America in a Civil Court of New
Jersey. My case was brought to mediation. The lawyers held a deposition. This
was a full invasion to my private, medical, and professional life. I was transferred to a Federal District Court
of New Jersey. The bank attorneys changed the judge in charge of my case and
requested the new judge to rule in favor of the bank. On July 02, 2012 my
case was closed without having a chance to see the new judge.
The evidence of my
lawsuit is on my #95 blog and also in post #95
MY BODY POSTER:
I am protesting against Bank of America, former employee for 21 years. I was abused and
victim of medical discrimination, since 2004 tortured by the Bank and their
Attorneys that left me in the streets selling my story: Four years of a living
hell at Bank of America. I had a surgery on my knee. I was forced to work
standing. The manager did not accept medical notes; the pain becomes
intolerable that I had no choice but to leave the bank.
On October
06, 2010 I filed a lawsuit against Bank of America in a Civil Court of New
Jersey. My case was brought to mediation. The lawyers held a deposition. This
was a full invasion to my private, medical, and professional life. To avoid my
case would be brought before a judge, I was transferred to a Federal District
Court of New Jersey.
They involved my new job in violation of an
agreement made in court in front of the judge that they would not contact my
employment if I provide them information where I was working. This dishonest
action made me lose my job. A final pretrial order shall be filed on July 23, 2012 if the case was not
settling. The lawyers avoiding this date asked to a Superior judge to rule in
favor of them.
On
July 2, 2012 my case was
closed without having a chance to see the new judge. Using credit cards I
edited my book FOUR YEARS OF A LIVING
HELL AT BANK OF AMERICA.
==============================================================
(Facebook Natalia Acevedo
To my followers: I would like to share with you the other side of my story: 80 photos 4 albums portray my
No comments:
Post a Comment