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Updated June 12, 2008

Addition of messages from Venue and clarifications; these are still being sorted through and categorised.

Contents 1 Festival Pronounced Scandal 2 Links 3 Players 4 Summary 5 Questions 6 Chronology 2001 7 Chronology 2002 8 Chronology 2003 9 Chronology 2004 10 Chronology 2005 11 Chronology 2006 12 Chronology 2007 13 Chronology 2008 14 Notes and Conclusions 15 1) SA and JH 16 2) Internet 17 3) Myself 18 4) Informants, Acquaintances, Family 19 5) Venue magazine and Northcliffe 20 6) Others in Bristol 21 7) Council and Police 22 8) Media at Large 23 9) Surveillance and Legal 24 10) Other Organisations 25 Appendix 1: Venue Messages: So You Thought You Might Like To Go To The Show 26 Appendix 2: Harrassment Methods 27 Appendix 3: Operation Ore

[edit] Festival Pronounced Scandal

All of the below is merely partial, and something still being produced, actually principally for myself in light of the seriousness of the events and their effects. It is placed here because I have had to put up with everyone else's outstandingly poor efforts, non-reportage and fabrication for six years, and because I have a right to freedom of speech. Everything here is gleaned from written notes taken during the entire last five years, predominantly between 2002 and 2004, text records of website content which were kept frequently, scans, etc., of magazine and mail content, and memory. This can be considered the practice space for aan actual website, which would allow for greater space and could include photographs, and I've decided to update it regularly.

This is wrong at every turn for so many reasons, and it isn't 'silly little things' on the internet that matter. It is all wrong - internet abuse, magazine exploitation and hysteria, media and advertising scam and surveillance without law, popular response, police conduct, council knowledge. . . Wrong at every turn, cultish to a tee, the destruction of lives for the sake of cash and political value through the cynical exploitation of pissant adolescent fatalism and grudge, extant disparities and flawed corporate software. The effort might be likened to a kind of real life totalistic spam, full of porn, sales, gambling, threats and malicious rubbish, hair loss prevention - it's all garbage, it all ends up looking the same, it's unwanted. There is no way I could possibly inhabit a city dominated by what has been seen, and by a single media organisation that operates in this way, with 'authorities' that follow suit. The whole thing is disgusting and should never have happened, and it isn't 'a few bad apples' that were or are the problem. My prior experiences and the sheer insistent totality and longevity of this account for my unwillingness to be subject to it in the first place, and unfortunately it now has the tendancy to go whereever the corporations and media, and whatever else is running it, do.

There are no paradigms dependent on simple and often useful polarities to explain this. On the contrary, that has been one of its features. Deeper personal insights or political analysis are another matter entirely. Upcoming sections will include the expansion of the section on wider media, and a section of summary on Milan and Italy - since Bristol earned its own commentary, Milan deserves the same.

The quote below reflects my current attitudes toward urban life.

"There souls of men are bought & sold,

And milk-fed infancy for gold;

And youth to slaughter houses led,

And beauty for a bit of bread."

~ First draft of "The Human Abstract", Poetry and Prose of William Blake, Nonesuch Press, 1946, from William Morris: From Romantic To Revolutionary, by E.P.Thompson, Laurence and Wishart, 1955

[edit] Links

Right Wing ideologue Jillian Becker's take on reality at Amazon, 'the artist as middle-aged terrorist'.

And what's currently doing the rounds with regard to this pattern of harassment by an alleged lone 'deranged middle-aged Satanist'. Sounds strangely familiar and deeply misleading, in all the right senses.

See, expensive cars parking outside buildings in Bristol IS suspect . . . but only if it's the Evening Post building, which is, strangely, exactly where you'd expect to see them.

The answer was obvious all along, just report the problem to the Local Council.

Venue magazine. Great fun for all the family, owned by DMGT, and with an odd history of Sun-like scam, Far Right involvement, and an outlet for stunners, flashers, paedophiles and psychopaths. And moving forward not backward. Reactionary scam-driven rubbish.

Tariq Ali's choices for the BBC's [http://www.bbc.co.uk/radio4/factual/desertislanddiscs_20080316

[edit] Players

Names have been protected where they do not occur previously in printed materal or online. Names of past aquaintances family members have been used as is, including because they appear in Venue magazine in certain cases.

Acquaintances:

JH - A singer I met at a festival and then in Bristol in 1999 and whose record label guestbook I 'defaced' once in 2001, and who was later obviously involved with me online between 2002-3, and appears to have had Trojan access via SA. With a 'difficult side' and a reputation for manipulation and outburst. Now lives in Germany.

SA - JH's closest friend in Bristol, and who told me to leave her alone and refused me her number in the first place. Also involved online between 2002 and 2003, and perhaps later, and consistently denied ever being online at all, and at one ppint even having an internet connection. Appears to have had Trojan access to my computer and odd habits like leaving the voices of old ladies on her phone and involving police claiming I am actually harassing her.

Recent acquaintances (imperceptive and unsupportive):

GS - A friend of mine I'd known since around age 14, and somone I was in contact with sporadically from 2002 to late 2003. Never believed that anything was going on. Still a musician and DJ in Bristol.

JW - Another friend, an unemployed computer type, someone I had been in contact with all along, and who also refused to believe anything was up at all.

LW - JW's mum, an alleged Buddhist. knew perfectly well in a media-informed way, of what was going on, and never spoke to me openly about it. Didn't speak up or speak out.

JP - A sporadic acquaintance in Bristol, known since the age of around 14. Supplied software in 2002, and appears in a Venue message in 2002 along with his mother. Made a 'joke' infront of me in 2004 about dumping child pornography on people's computers in order to get them in trouble with their wives.

Past acquaintances (names unprotected):

Esther - An ex-girlfriend from teenage years who bizarrely turns up in Venue messages in late 2002 along with her closest school friend, her father and her sister, and in an Estee Lauder advert in 2004 which must have depended on photographic reference, although I haven't seen her since 1990. Now lives in Australia.

Tim - Esther's father, and who appears in one message in the same issues of Venue in late 2002.

Maddy - Esther's sister, and who appears in the same messages in Venue in late 2002.

Kirsty - One of Esther's closest friends from school years, who also appears in the same messages in Venue in 2002 and a later message on the Venue website.

Toby - There are two of these, one id a foster-brother that I haven't seen since the early '90s, the other a well-known drummer who died in Bristol in 2002. A Toby is referenced in an insulting message in Venue magazine in 2002, and in entries on the fake teen band site that appeared in early 2003.

Donna - A frienbd of GS's mother, and someone I met in the early-to-mid '90s, and who I haven't seen since, and who now works for Venue publishing in Bath. Donna appears in a single message in Venue magazine in 2002 directly below an anomalous one I had written and submitted to the site but which appeared in the magazine re-written and with a box number.

Joe Braun - Worked for Venue magazine and already known to me froma college course of some years previously. According to Nigel Locker was one of the people responsible for checking messages, in addition to website editor Eugene Byrne.

Family (names unprotected):

Jenny - My mother, deceased since 1998. My mother, who was raised in Milan, had sporadic contact with her family and often cut off contact altogether, particularly with her mother, for long periods of time. Roughly Marxist feminist.

John - My father, deceased since 1996, a very academic Left Marxist influenced by everything from Willam Morris to Gramsci and Autonomy.

Vivien - my grandmother, resident in Milan, Italy since the 1950s, and a one-time CP member with something resembling the most confused Labourite politics I have ever encountered. What to say? Vivien's memory is either shot or bizarrely selective, she will quote Lenin and defend multinational corporations almost at the same time, and appears to have great difficulty even having a short exchange with me; after all, why use one sentence that makes sense when you can use fifty that don't? Two years of living with Vivien, in addition to the sum of my recent experiences, which Vivien denies are true, and the strangely contrived 'intense experience' of Milan itself, has now produced at least one near-nervous breakdown. In 2008 Vivien helped to get me commited to a mental hospital, although she entirely denies this, whilst admitting that she does lie, which after all, is for the best. I could go on, to the extent that I keep an entire document on my grandmother's 'foibles', updated when I can be bothered, which these days in very infrequently.

Sylvia - An aunt who lives in Hampstead, London, and Vivien's sister. One-time CP member and a Labourite who used to work for the Daily Mirror and who still reads it. Made insulting remarks to me about French men committing suicide and people with beards in 2007 (I was suicidal when this was said to me, and Diana's husband John had a beard).

Diana - Another of Vivien's sisters and another aunt, also resident in the same house as Sylvia in Hampstead. A one-time CP member and an old Labourite, now very aged.

Kate - Diana's daughter and a cousin who lives in the same house in Hampstead, and a musician, with a daughter called Esther-May. Kate seemed referenced in anti-Trotskyite and anti-semitic posters seen in a car around the corner from my house in 2004.

Claire - Another of Diana's daughters and Kate's sister, and who lives nearby in Hampstead. Works in film production and has a daughter probably now in her mid-teens called Lucy. Claire and Lucy appear in a number of messages on the Venu website and in Venue magazine in 2002, and what I suspect were Lucy's diaries were found in a bin at her grandmother's house in 2007 whilst someone closely resembling her walked past me outside. All this has only recently become apparent to me, even the Venue messages were not really noted at the time.

Marco - The son of another of Vivien's sisters and a Jewish Italian. A millionaire architect with New Labourite politics, and resident in a self-designed apartment in Battersea, London.

Emma - Marco's daughter, with politics which reflect her fathers wealth and outlook. Protesters beware.

[edit] Summary

• I am tagged by Freemasonry at least as early as 1992, 3 or 4, indicated by what has now been identified as a Masonic design at my gate at that time, and, very importantly, then go on to have occasional 'baiting' experiences now recognised as contrived and exactly the same as those occuring to saturation after 2003, and I am therefore being watched at least to some extent after this period.
• I begin using the internet from mid-2001 onward, and at some point become subject to a Trojan vulnerability. After a few outbursts on one website, I re-encounter the two girls involved in early 2002.
• The same two girls, bearing varying fixations and grudges, track me around the internet using a Trojan, which also allows them access to personal and other data. Other users, including with Trojan access, may be present. Although the Trojan seems implied in much of what went on on the internet after this time, and possible media access to private information, it was specifically demonstrated in an exchange on IRC with an unknown user who appeared to be JH and who accidentally produced an e-mail address of mine which she had not been given, demonstrating that she had tracked me onto an IRC channel where I was using an alias not used anywhere else.
• JH, and SA in particular, pursue a vendetta against me for what appear to be essentially personal reasons, aided by unknown parties, and particularly relying on Italian and child sex themes. A Trojan vulnerability might be used to make anything apparently 'true'. Eventually this involves any number of participants, SA obviously involving them, including media, and with at least local police awareness.
• Del Naja is arrested, and it is immediately implied that this has something to do with me, with personal information gained via the Trojan used to support the idea. It might also be implied that I have 'Masonic connections', eg. via my father, etc. Whether there is meaningful evidence for del Naja's raid or not, viewed in context it is too obviously contrived for this to be ignored.
• Del Naja is then used as the proven innocent moderate to bolster the image of council and media, and repeatedly used as the successful image of corporate capital to attack me, having had a real or fictional liason with SA who gains status, and legitimising my treatment.
• I am left the alleged guilty party, at worst a supposed paedophile, or anything else, under surveillance without legal rights, subject to media everywhere, from British papers to Hollywood, harrassed by Far Right and others with what appears to be police co-operation, and falsely associated with both Freemasonry, through which my father takes all the blame, and a Far Right to which I am merely subject, including as the result of my by now aggressive rejection of the corporate capital, media and corruption responsible for the whole scam in the first place, and potentially under attack by anyone for virtually any reason.
• Given my tagging by Freemasonry over ten years previously and following that the occasional presence of the baiting later pursued to saturation given a 'real excuse', the whole thing appears to have constituted the seizure of an opportunity, despite the increasing complexity of corporate advertising, media, state and police, and faction, everything from the Far Right to urban blacks. For all that complexity, coherent agency is of course absolutely necessary to operate surveillance, feed media, circulate personal details, and operate an informant structure, however informal or haphazard may be their operation. Obviously the mark appearing in the early-to-mid 1990s was information for someone, and that someone was me, an act of betrayal, since if it weren't for this I would be none the wiser as to how far back this has extended, what was being done, and for what possible reasons, the most obvious ones being tied to my parents political activities of years earlier, and the exercising of a grudge or vendetta. The fact that this only appeared at that time only raises the question of whether I had been subject even earlier than this. The Estee Lauder advertisement appearing in 2004 is one possible way of answering this question, since it depended on photographic reference which must have come from the girl herself or someone close to her; if it did not, then it must have been acquired at the time, in the 1980s, and in which case I was subject at that time and probably earlier, and raising even more serious questions about what was going on.
• The average consumer is none the wiser, and most have and continue to co-operate with the whole thing on the basis of personal motive or the by now bizarre illusion that media and advertisers tell them 'the truth'. To the average person I am at least a novelty, and people are encouraged to consume and repeat the contents of media, and to participate in surveillance, apparent in visual recognition, and an undisclosed informant structure providing past information, dispirate and generally useless except as a weapon.
• Any number of other incidents, beyond those in media, which has even included fabricated news, and local events, may be related, such as the London underground shooting of 2005, after the underground card that I placed in Hampstead and that went missing from my flat and which was then visibly repeated on the cover of The Guardian's G2 immediately afterward, an incident reminiscent of the killing of the main protaganist in the V for Vendetta strip, the incident involving a cadet allegedly falling from a window at Sandhurst, the London refinery fire of December 2005, the Cinecitta 'Rome' set fire of summer 2007, and the widespread forest fires of late-summer 2007 across Europe and the United States strangely pre-empted in an American computer game with obvious signs of absorption.
• It is easy to see how the whole has been manufactured - rather than being, even if admitted at all, a matter of a few mistakes, the fault of a 'few bad apples', or a Far Right that involved itself - that the whole is the product of visible manipulation, with corporate capital and media, the same one that produced overt lies, fuelled escalation, engaged and continues to engage in illegal surveillance, manipulated and pandered to the Far Right, and mainstream politics and police that supported it and may be more than just obviously part of the problem, all somehow left the 'golden boy' with their own power and image reinforced, within wider social conditions and political context, and myself, fittingly Far Left, left the alleged paedophile/Freemason/Nazi/schizophrenic, etc., amidst conditions of political suppression in general. In the fewest words the Propaganda Value, of the most dishonest, stupifying and vicious kinds, is overt and has been continually visible. Even the attempt to exercise free speech (a police officer had called mine a 'public order offence') amidst monopolised media and divulge what has really happened is, as ever, put down as the work of an 'overactive imagination' or 'mental illness', serving its typical authoritarian purpose, a ploy that again works with consumers deluded into authoritarian roles themselves and trusting mainstream media, even when it isn't really saying what they're believing, and despite what should by now be the near-impossibility of any such belief, something which involves engaging in absurdities like consuming fake news, supporting the American Right or being told that anything left of the Communist Party is equal to religious fundamentalism, the exact opposite of the actual truth and all illustrating both the context and value perfectly. The 'profit element' is saleable novelty, which brings website hits, press sales and circulaton, viewers, and pliant consumers open to the consumption of politically and ideologically loaded content in digestible form.

[edit] Questions

• What was the cause of the Masonic design outside my house in the early 90s, and how does it relate to later events, and to events since 2001?

• Who was responsible for the comments appearing on the teen website in April 2002?

• What was the basis of the argument overheard in April 2002?

• Why was del Naja picked out for Operation Ore, and if there was a meaningful basis for the raid, how did it occur in light of its contrived nature?

• Who was behind messages containing apparent references to Lucy and how was the information obtained? The same question may be asked of family and acquaintances in general, including references to Esther, one of which required a photograph?

• Who was behind material at Arkwright Road in 2003, and why?

• Who had access to the Trojan volnerability on my computer, and how was it used?

• Who on Bristol City Council was responsible for overseeing police, and for recommendations pertaining to the closure of pubs and take-aways that I used to frequent? What was the level of knowledge of BCC councillors and MPs, including Davey?

• Who is responsible for establishing surveillance and running information networks?

Notice that all of the above questions pertain to things which have been blamed on me or used as a supposed justification for my treatment, also justified politically, which is the real giveaway. What is this really about?

A media scam? A Fascist conspiracy? A latter day popular cult? Yes. The total, when actually viewed, is far worse than it might appear at first glance: endless spam, anonymity and flaming, Trojan abuse, fake teen and gang sites, fake twelve year olds, threats, suicide, racism and xenophobia of every description and utilised in every sense, clearly stated political motivation, appalling reaction, homophobia, sexual allegation, rape, 'butchers' and self-confessed 'paedophiles', mainstream collaboration, including with the Far Right and pandering to racial and every other available conflict, informants and information networks providing access to personal details, the political abuse of legal operations, the suspension of legal rights, surveillance, intrusion and theft, the circulation of personal details including visual references apparent in recognition and addresses necessary for arranged thefts, vandalism far outstripping anything I had pursued and with the apparent support of law, baiting, lookalikes, and the use and abuse of eight year old children, and possibly even legalised deaths, and mass-burnings. A common observation for me was just how much had gone on and been gotten away with, and is still going on, under every available pretence, yet somehow failing to incriminate anyone else and relying on my alleged incrimination! When was I investigated or subject to criminal process to make me subject to all this? Never. What have I been charged with, to date? Throwing paint on one door whilst carrying an offensive weapon in mid-2005. The closer I have looked, the worse it has got.

The term 'Big Lie' was coined by Reich minister of propaganda Joseph Goebbels. This is all a Big Lie manufactured by corruption, surveillance, public media access and its abuse, media, advertisers and public participation, and now with the collusion of Freemasonry, council, police, Far Right, Scientology, and even the orthodox Left.

[edit] Chronology 2001

October 2001

• Desperate after having become emotionally involved with someone who failed to communicate with me repeatedly, and after I felt I had been lied to and refused her phone number, and then made to feel I had done something wrong when I left her alone, wanting only an answer, I make a series of posts on a record company website operating under the supposition that I am right about JH's album (something of which I am now pretty much certain, since any later involvement by either JH or SA appears inexplicable otherwise - to suggest that I no longer care would be the understatement of the millenium). I am responded to either insultingly or ambiguously by JH, including possibly under a male alias, contact later verbally confirmed by SA. I do not visit this site again until 2002.

November 2001

• I begin to encounter people shouting abuse and threats, usually from cars, in various locations, including people who obviously knew JH in Bristol and may be assumed to have been looking at her record company site, something I regarded as a continuation of a general negative attitude toward me for no reason that I could discern and that I felt I had picked up on much earlier. On one occasion this also included one such person then making threatening remarks as I walked past the now disembarked occupants.

December 2001

• A message appears in the Venue magazine I Saw Yous that appears to be insulting me on the basis of the posts that appeared in late October. During this time huge quantities of spam of various kinds is continually recieved to three of my e-mail addresses which had been used on the record company site, including what seems to be contrived or deliberately directed spam and obviously deliberate mailings like e-cards.

[edit] Chronology 2002

February and March 2002

• I return to the record company site, making the occasional posting, and awaiting the release of the next album by JH's producer, as the result of JH's ambiguous and slightly insulting comments, the experiences I'd had with people that in certain cases clearly knew JH, and the insulting message in Venue, thinking I might be attacked in her music and not knowing what to do.

April 2002

• Anonymous offensive messages are posted to a children's website guestbook after I visit it when the link is posted to the record company site and I post a goodwill message, mostly carrying racial slurs, including the repeated use of the word 'paki' and homosexual content. The site belongs to a teenager who had been frequenting the record co. site, although up until this point it wasn't clear who this was or why he was there. I react to the messages by posting in response, principally because I had already had similar experiences (JH's comments, abuse from cars, the message in Venue) and was waiting around only because I was half-expecting to be attacked. I react angirly to the posts, particularly in light of the fact that the person makes remarks about homosexuality where it concerns a teenage boy, attempts to imply I am an overt racist, and chooses to respond to my reference to Irish Republicanism by using the name George Bush in reference to American conservatives.
• The day after this happens, an anonymous exchange is opened with me on the record.co site, my assumption being that I am dealing with the same person or persons responsible for what had happened on the children's site, an assumption I now believe to have been correct. After a while it seems to be implied that this is actually JH and SA, an assumption I also regard as correct in light of everything that went on to happen and a comparison of the work of what appear to be two authors with the same IP and thus assumed to be using the same connection. (In other words, the messages on the children's site occur a day before JH and SA open a totally unexpected exchange with me for the first time in around six months, with ultimately disastrous results. For some bizarre reason, the two of them consistently post on the site guestbook instead of using the private e-mail address they had posted and which I was consistently mailing to, frequently angrily given the mess I felt had resulted in my being there in the first place and the fact that I had just spent six months expecting to be attacked in music whilst putting up with abuse on the streets and one offensive Venue message probably also written by one of JH's idiot friends.) No comments are forthcoming from any of the record. co staff and I thus assume this to indicate that they also regard this as JH and SA. These posts on the record co. site no longer exist after being removed by the webmaster.
• These posts suddenly stop at a certain point. Just afterward a message appears on the Venue website apparently by JH and deliberately insulting me as if over a romantic involvement with someone else - a 'theme' that went on to be re-used, particularly with reference to GS, who was also insulted by the same people. It's always possible that this message, which bears a resemblance to those on the children's site, was written by someone else based purely on comments on the record co. guestbook and my reactions on the chidren's site, although it is clear that JH and SA are involved and go on to use the Venue site for this purpose, and it is from this point onward that this site becomes noticeably involved too.
• Shortly after this, reacting to everything that was happening, including the offensive nature of the messages on the children's guestbook, the abuse on the street, and the fact that JH had now had a public exchange with me and then started insulting me on the Venue website, feeling completely framed and under attack from every side, I direct a couple of pieces of anonymous pornographic spam lacking any contact details to an Asian DJ, having mistakenly thought him responsible for the posts on the children's site. He had posted a message to the record co. site a day before these appeared, and they contained the repeated use of the word 'paki'; in my naivity I didn't think anyone would say this immediately after an Asian DJ had used the board, and thus assumed that this was an Asian accusing me of being an overt racist. In any deeper sense they mean nothing at all, and do not reflect my racial views, and as I have suggested, spam, of one kind or another, is intrinsic to the internet, and I received large quantities, before and after, including obviously contrived material and gave up address after address.

May 2002

• I finally receive a reply to the e-mails I had sent. The person e-mailing uses the name 'Sarah' and claims she has never posted to the record. co. site but knows of it, then immediately changes her story, possibly realising that the first assertion is so steeply unlikely as to be impossible, and claims she was responsible for the posts but doesn't know JH or SA, etc. One post also alludes to tea and coffee as innuendo and having good 'connections nationally as well as internationally' and takes a vaguely mock amorous tone strangely like a dream already available in my dreams journal, and possibly implying early Trojan access, and others take mocking tones with regard to a link I had sent and a song sample. The person is obviously lying, my assumption being that this is SA, an assumption I believe to have been perfectly correct. 'Sarahs posts on the record co. site trace to a provider in Shoreditch, London, and this may have been an online ISP, or indicated early use of a proxy.
• I overhear an extremely loud argument on the corner of the street I live on late at night. I already knew that the people involved knew or knew of JH. The argument involves one person shouting at another and telling him that he is an idiot, etc. I assume this refers to either responsibility for the posts on the children's site or for the insulting message in Venue.
• An angry message appears on the Venue website apparently directed at me and signed 'S'.
• Entries appear on the children's website guestbook by someone called 'Sarah' and claiming - obviously fraudulently, since none of them appear to know who she is and she has the wrong surname - to be the twelve year old sister of one of the children associated with the site.
• Abuse is shouted at me from a speeding car by the same people I had heard arguing on the corner, after which, at the absolute end of my tether after everything that has happened, I spray paint on their car where it is parked nearby. These are the people who later appear to place messages under the names 'Annie' and 'Matt' in Venue.

June 2002

• A message, the only one I had ever submitted through the Venue site, a rewrite of the message insulting me in the magazine in December and which I had retracted and thus never turned up, appears in the magazine months after its submission, slightly changed and with a box number. I assume this to have been done by a member of Venue staff and thus indicating specific knowledge (I have never submitted a single message to Venue magazine to date).
• I see SA walking up the opposite side of Gloucester Road, and who appears extremely nervous and then breaks into giggling after saying hello to me. I assume this is because she is currently sharing e-mails with me under alias - e-mails which, although it made no sense to me whatsoever, particularly in light of everything else that was happening and the use of alias, may have taken on a vaguely 'amorous' intent - as usual, an assumption I believe to have been correct.
• A prospectively amorous e-mail addressed to someone called 'Ed' and signed 'Sarah' appears on the Venue site. Another, addressed to someone called 'Peahead' and signed 'Miss X', seems to be a reaction to the violent messages in the latest issue of Venue apparently written by the owner of the car I had sprayed paint on, et al, and referring to fights on Gloucester Road which of course never happened.
• I submit a take personals ad, the first of mine, to the Venue personals, satirising JH and hoping to end any such contact, and a rejective reply to 'Sarah'.

July 2002

• I e-mail Venue editorial requesting the removal of my rejective reply to 'Sarah' and enquiring about the anomalous message of mine that appeared months after submission and rewritten with a box number. I recieve no reply, although the message requested removed disappears, indicating that the e-mail has been recieved. At the same time a personals ad appears on the Venue website entitled 'the Girlfirend' as if in sarcastic response to my query. The message was probably placed by a Venue piblishing employee called Donna who seems to be referenced in a message appearing immediately below in the same issue.
• On the same day that the sarcastic personals ad appears, Eugene Byrne clearly recognizes me when I pass him on Gloucester Road, although at the time I am not aware who he is and only identify him after seeing his image in a later issue of Venue. Since this is prior to my image being posted on the internet, this indicates either access to information on my hard disk through a Trojan vulnerability or the establishment of surveillance to whatever degree much earlier than I had otherwise thought, and Byrne's bizarre access in either case.
• I encounter a white youth outside my house who ducks down in his car seat as soon as I emerge. I circle the block and overhear he and others talking animatedly with the occupants of a house at the end of the street, the owners of the car I had sprayed paint on.
• Someone using the name 'Josie', and who appears to actually be JH, turns up on a psychology forum I frequent and begins posting to discussions. A few suspect posts had already appeared, one under the name 'suicidal peanut' which insulted the forum's users and told them to 'get out more' and which was 'doctored' by the forum moderator, another by someone from an alleged roleplaying background asking for a supposed card-swap seeking a 'shaman' of a given level.
• The Redland allotments are extensively damaged during the night, I assume by the people I had seen outside my house and talking to the people who owned the spray painted car, because they had seen me leaving the site after visiting a tenant. Messages in Venue appearing in November 2002 appear to refer to this.
• I receive a noted piece of obviously contrived spam to one of my e-mail addresses asking for help from 'time travellers or aliens' and signed 'Dragonball'.
• Someone called 'Poetgirl' opens an exchange with me whilst I am occupying a channel on IRC, allegedly a Catholic nurse living on the outskirts of Reading and who also produces a short piece of poetry in Italian - the first sign of this 'theme' being used. After I give her one of my e-mail addresses, my standby account using the alias 'blackjackethat', which is an open account (my main address was by this point set to exclusive so that I could only receive mail from addresses already in my contact list), she tells me she is mailing it. I never find anything obviously from her sent to this address. For some strange reason, when I encounter and talk to her again, and ask which address she has mailed to make sure she has it correctly recorded, she produces my main address, which she has never been given, and then disappears when this is pointed out to her. (This address was not obtainable by any obvious means, like a user profile, etc.) This may be the result of a possible Trojan vulnerability, since I have no idea how the person was able to track me onto an IRC channel, which they clearly have. The person, it must be said, in light of the romantic nature of their approach to me and their obsession with poetry, and the fact that they have the e-mail address I have been using to e-mail 'Sarah', appears to be JH.
• I submit a take personals ad to the Venue website, the second of mine, in disgust at SA's endless use of alias and what is happening.

August 2002

• I receive the first of a number of e-mails to an address attached to the second take personals ad I had submitted to and then retracted from the Venue site, from someone calling themself 'Laurence', who I assume, correctly or otherwise, to be JH. Posts under the name 'Josie' continue on the psychology forum.
• Someone posts on the record. co site insulting the teenager whose site had been posted to and then appearing to insult me. A message appears on the Venue website almost immediately afterward in apparent response, insulting a female (ie. JH or SA) apparently assumed to have been responsible for the insults.
• A thread is posted to the psychology forum under the name 'Luciano' (note again the use of the Italian theme) and which appears to be both totally misinformed and written by SA. On the basis of this post, which I find offensive and which acts to convince me that JH and SA are using the site, however they have tracked me there, I contact the forum moderator, provide explanation and ask her to remove the thread, which she then does.
• The forum moderator changes the forum's operation so that it requires a registered alias. 'Josie' then begins posting under a new registered variant, and then another after the first is blocked, arguing with the moderator. She then posts another thread apparently using two seperate aliases and carrying on an exchange with herself, after which her IP address is blocked altogether.
• An extremely odd and very poor piece of short fiction is posted using a name which I later discover is that of a German man, but appears to be SA's work since it accurately describes a tattoo SA actually has - in other words, SA appears to have taken someone else's online alias, as she does so again later. It refers to someone called 'David', who it is thought may be Christ, and also refers to the media, implying some role in their involvement, and noticeably utilizes a phrase which I had used on the record company site.
• I recieve notable spam to an address no one had been given but which would have only been obtainable by following links I had sent to 'Sarah', including for credit and referring the recipient to 'blairite.com' and for security weaponry.
• A bizarre posting, vaguely resembling the 'Nigerian confidence' spam famous on the internet, but written by someone appearing to refer to themself as 'Verso' and threatening someone called 'Una' - "One day Verso make Una go far far far from this area" - appears on the psychology site guestbook.

September 2002

• I see SA walking up the bottom of Gloucester Road, looking extremely angry, I assume as the result of my take personals ad on the Venue site. Shortly after this, the following message appears on the Venue website:

Venue website: 18 Sept 2002 I saw you at 17/9/02 about 4pm Zetland Rd junction, young nice looking GS with dark blonde ponytail and beard. You went in a phone box, you looked at me before you crossed the road. Me - attractive blonde girl in colourful jumper, red cords with bicycle. Email: rabbit666@hotmail.com (Saw you a few months ago at Ashton Court one Sunday afternoon and thought corr then too!)

• I recieve spam utilising the same Italian alias that had been used on the psychology forum and every available variation to one of the e-mail addresses posted to the record co. site.
• I initialise my MSN messenger account, at which point I immediately have two contacts showing, ie. people who have added me to their accounts: one called 'Eversio' (note the similarity to 'Verso', and again the Italian theme), and another called 'Sarah Davenport' (yet another 'Sarah' and with the same initials as the one pretending to be the twelve year old). When contacted, Eversio tells me this must be the result of a mistake, and I recieve no reply from the other.
• Both the psychology forum moderator and myself have messenger contact with someone claiming to be an Asian teenager living in Bangalore, the moderator contacting me after she is contacted by them. Although the identity is again that of someone real, they are clearly not who they appear to be, and appear to be SA again: they consistently exhibit linguistic traits I have come to associate with SA's work, consistently use western slang, fail to give a meaningful reason for initiating contact, mention Dire Straits (also used in the weird Christ posting on the psychology forum, which I took to be written by SA) and appear obsessed with Elvis, and also appear to make a serious error regarding the difference in timezones.
• A personals ad appears immediately afterward on the Venue site repeating various motifs from the alleged Bangalore teenager and even indicating knowledge of my surname, which has never been used online. Others appearing simultaneously refer to 'bunny boiling psychotics' and 'ice pick wielding maidens'.
• Immediately after this I recieve two e-mails from someone calling themself 'Jamie Adams' and then 'Jamus' which appear, very strongly, to be from SA - one refers angrily to the take ad I had written about her (now gone), asks odd questions about my childhood and refers to 'passion fruit smoothies', the next tells me 'I love you'. Curiously the IP attached to them traces to the US, although this kind of masking is easy enough to accomplish using a proxy server application.
• Someone begins posting on another psychology forum used by the moderator of the first under the alias 'lucky_sp2002', an alias almost identical to the one featured in the removed post signed 'Luciano' on the previous forum, and 'sp' probably standing for 'suicidal peanut' after the post of that name on the same forum. The person initially claims to be a Bush-supporter and Freudian, and appears to be producing an extremely poor impression of a 'foreigner' again. I assume this to be SA, whilst the pretence of being a supporter of Bush is notably like one of the idiotic posts on the children's guestbook. After a time, particularly once this spreads onto the music website guestbook as mentioned below, it seems to me that users of this forum are being informed of what is going on and have knowledge of events on other sites and must thus be in possession of pertinent URLs and be viewing them, as indicated by their comments.
• I speak to SA on the phone, broaching the subject of the internet for the first time. She claims no knowledge of anything, claims she lacks access to the internet, and tells me she was not upset about anything when I saw her, then hangs up without saying anything. None of this do I believe, particularly in light of what followed, and her deeply unconvincing denial of being upset which she obviously was.
• I e-mail 'Laurence' (ie. the person I assume to be JH) and 'lucky_sp2002' (ie. the person I assume to be SA) extremely angrily and demanding to know who I am dealing with, after SA's verbal denials. I never recieve a meaningful reply to these e-mails.
• Whilst on a coach to Heathrow airport, I notice someone has written the words 'Sorry Alice' across the side of a local mental hospital in letters large enough to be seen from the motorway. (The name 'Alice' might be taken to be a reference to Alice in Wonderland, a reference which had turned up in passing on both the record co. site and the psychology forum, including as introduced by JH, and later occurs on the W.H.Smith's bag containing a card that I did not buy but which I find in my kitchen in late-2003.)

October 2002

• I receive obviously contrived Russian personals e-mails to one of the addresses posted to the record co. site, notable after the references to 'ice pick wielding maidens' on the Venue site - Trotsky is always thought to have been killed by similar - and precisely because they are supposed to be Russian, yet are obviously fake, carrying the names 'Sirena Skipper' and 'Julietta Dunne' and signed 'Svetlana' (it may be worth noting that, correctly or not, someone else had told me that SA has Russian ancestry).
• I see two of the occupants of the end house, owners of the spray painted car, driving slowly past my address as if seeking to note the number of the house.
• I speak to two people I know who also know both JH and SA. Neither believes me when I tell them what is going on.
• Immediately after this conversation I e-mail those I take to be the two and mention the fact that I had discussed the matter with others. A day or two later SA broaches the matter with one of the persons I had spoken to, telling them she has had no involvement online and that she thinks I am 'mentally ill'; SA is obviously responding again to online content, in this case the e-mail I have sent mentioning my conversation with the person in question.
• The first personals ad matching aliases on the second psychology forum is noted on the Venue website, in this case a user called David Mark, also the name of a user of the psychology forum who claims to be a gay American man who also suffered physical abuse as a child. (Further personals later appear matching other aliases on the same forum.)

November 2002

• Postings appear on a music website forum I frequent under the alias 'Sir Laurence', assumed to be JH in light of the repetition of the name 'Laurence' which I was already dealing with via e-mail. At this point I begin to note the first of numerous and continual abuses of the guestbook of the same site, although these may have begun sometime earlier, including a link to the front end of a 'scat' pornography site hidden behind an Italian alias in October and which I suggest the webmaster remove along with all the other pornography spam on the guestbook when I contact him. Postings appear to include endless 'metaphor' referring to me, pornography links, threatening remarks, including by alleged Asians, including, again, in Bangalore, alleged Italian boys, and barely comprehensible material resembling, again, Nigerian scam material, and in many cases appear to be responses to me, including to e-mails I am actually sending to the e-mail addresses appearing with the posts.
• I e-mail the addresses I assume are those belonging to JH and SA suggesting with some desperation that they not use public spaces to interact with me, particularly the Venue site, including due to my concerns over events offline.
• Subtly threatening messages appear on the Venue site as if directed at those mentioned in my e-mails.
• The front gate of my house is pulled off and thrown down onto the path.
• Messages appearing in Venue appear to refer to the attacks on the allotments, probably by youths seen parked outside my house and overheard talking to occupants of a nearby house. Others around this time also appear to be placed by the owners of the car who had driven past my house.
• I have further phone contact with SA, who continues to deny all online involvement.
• A message appears in Venue magazine by someone referring to being a 'serious seeker', 'Seeker' also being the alias of a recent user of the second psychology site, someone claiming to have an avid interest in Jung and also to suffer from severe depression, etc.

Venue 536: 15 November - 21 November 2002 I saw you not. Neither here nor there. Though a serious seeker am I. Did you see me? Box S53632

• I glimpse a white car matching that belonging to SA on my own street at the junction with Carnarvon Road. The following message appears on the Venue site shortly afterward:

Venue website: 21 November 2002 I saw you the other day. You: pedestrian Me: driver of car on park street. We didn't exchange looks, let alone words, but I'm just so very sure you love me too. You know how to contact me. Of course you do.

• Other messages in a few issues of Venue magazine at around this time - October-November 2002 - appear to carry messages by or references to various family and past acquaintances, including Kirsty, Esther, her family, and a cousin called Lucy, although these have only just been noticed since they precede my paying close attention to the magazine messages and would have seemed so unlikely.

December 2002

• My computer is infected with a worm virus called Kelz_32 as the result of an e-mail sent from an unknown address to one of mine, one that had only been given to 'Poetgirl' (who, recall, said she was 'testing' my e-mail but to which I never recieved anything) and used in an e-mail exchange with one person on the music site guestbook who I had thought was JH, but who sent me an irked reply implying that they thought I was responsible for what was appearing on the guestbook. The originating domain of the e-mail address, when checked, turns out to be that of an (obviously American) pro-marriage, anti-pornography lobby group. The virus in question replicates by automatically e-mailing addresses in the user's e-mail software or any it can identify on the system; thus, in order to receive the e-mail from the originating address at all, unless it was somehow faked, the address I was using (which had been given to only one person and used in another brief exchange) would have to be present on the originating user's system - in which case, it is pertinent to ask how it got there, particularly in light of the nature of the domain and the fact that I had not been viewing pornography (which is, regardless, not illegal) but had been consistently spammed with it myself and had even requested what was being posted to the guestbook to be removed as inappropriate.
• At around this time I also install and run Zone Alarm Pro, a firewall and connection monitor for the first time. When I do this and connect to the internet I immediately see a number of remote IPs in succession showing as incoming port connection attempts, all which of which are of course blocked. These are traced, and shown to be international - I recall one tracing as far as the Carribean and another to the far East, Japan, Taiwan or similar. I remember seeking information about this in the documentation for the program, and reading that apparerently it is possible to see occasional incoming scan attempts from remote servers. However, notably, after this happens, and a few IPS have shown whist I am running the security software, it then ceases and never recurs: in other words, it is as if an agency were behind the connection attempts and realised they had been blocked and possibly seen.
• A message appears on the Venue site addressed to somene called Maria Sweetman and actually including a mobile phone number (which is supposed to be contrary to Venue policy). Thinking this may be JH as usual operating under alias, and curious anyway, I phone the number, initially getting through to an answer machine carrying a message by a man calling himself 'Sean Tissard' and claiming to work for Cable and Wireless. Eventually I speak to someone called 'Nigel' who claims he is originally from Bristol and now lives in the midlands, and has no idea what his number is doing on the Venue site, although he used to know someone called Maria Sweetman years ago. Despite all this, he seems curiously unsurprised at anything, including my call. He is also clearly sitting infront of a computer, since he checks the Venue URL when I give it to him, although the site is down for repairs at this time. He also tells me that no one else has access to the phone number, clearly not true since the answer machine carried a different name.
• A link is posted to the record co. site for a crude band website using the same name as both it and the children's band site which it appears to be designed to mimic, yet it is clearly totally fake. It carries utterly rubbish 'song lyrics' full of references to childhood romance, someone commiting suicide by cutting their wrists, and threats. The site also carries a guestbook, full of post after gibberish post containing racist and other content and looking like the work of one person, closely reminscent of the posts on the children's guestbook to which I had reacted, and includes the use of my own name, as well as that of the teenager whose guestbook had originally carried the weird messages, and the names of people I had known, including one person who had recently died, a subject mentioned in a comparatively recent e-mail. The most recent posts echo motifs, like references to Elvis, from the supposed Bangalore teenager, another refers to the feds coming and someone running to an underground bunker. I assume this to be SA's astonishing 'work', the worst yet.
• I encounter SA in a shop on Gloucester Road. She appears bizarrely friendly, and interested in me, and then disappointed at my obvious lack of interest in talking to her. A few hours after this, a message appears on the fake teen band website's guestbook addressing someone who the author claims had been 'really rude' to them and containing references to shopping items, etc. In light of the fact that the encounter happened hours before and occurred in a small shop with no real witnesses, I consider this to demonstrate that SA is running the bizarrely weird site.
• A user begins posting to the second psyhcology site under the name 'Angelo', requesting pschoanalytic interpretations of the film Bladerunner, and beginning their post 'hello dear'.

[edit] Chronology 2003

January 2003

• A message appears in Venue magazine in the form of a seperate boxed-out personals ad placed by someone claiming they are not 'mad, bad or sad'. Although unknown to me at the time, the phrase is a reference to a British Operation Ore support group.

Venue 543: 10 January - 16 January 2003 (boxed-out personal ad) An alright male human, not mad, bad or sad. Slim build 53, not unnattractive, arts biased. Wants sassy female to share second youth Box 2351

The same issue carries two I Saw Yous of note, one claiming to be by an Italian waiter called Maurizio and offering a 'grande abbracio' to the staff at the Watershed, the other by someone referring to someone called Rusty Chain at The Polish Club being red and yelling they are coming all over the author of the message.

• A user begins posting on the second psychology forum under the name Luciano, alleging to be a blind black jack dealer with an interest in Jung, etc., and also writing poetry, (note the similarity to Poetgirl, who claimed an interest in Jung, etc., used Italian and write poetry, and who was given the address 'blackjackethat': now a blind 'black jack' dealer with an Italian name, an interest in Jung, etc., and who writes poetry). Although I am trying to avoid the forum, this comes to my attention when the moderator of the first psychology forum, who also frequents the second, brings it to my attention. Upon challenge the user insists that they are who they say they are, a 'blind black jack dealer', whilst admitting to having visited the first psychology forum but claiming they had posted nothing there. I suspect that the user is JH, the blind card dealer an absurd claim, and note the similarity of the claim to have visited a site but never posted there to 'Sarahs original claims regarding the record. co. site.
• A personals ad appears on the Venue website again matching the name of a user of the second psychology forum, this time an aged retired psycholanalyst.
• I return to the internet using a new BT connection and newly built computer. This has also resulted in a new home phone number. The new system utilizes the old hard disk, which has been wiped. Worm infected files on storage space are deleted.
• I telephone SA to make yet another attempt at discussing what I now consider her certain involvement in what is going on online, and am surpised by the voice of an incomprehensible old woman on her answer machine. When I next call her and ask why this is the case, she becomes angry and shouts at me, telling me this is a 'personal question' and 'how dare I ask' such 'personal questions', etc.
• In desperation I call at SA's address. She refuses to come to the door and insists on speaking to me from her window, claiming, groundlessly, that I may have a knife, and at one point seems to pretend to call the police. In the end, she agrees to speak with me if I have GS with me, so I go to fetch him. As soon as I arrive at GS's, she calls and tells him not to come around because she is feeling 'really tired'.
• Shortly after this, when I call SA yet again, her phone is obviously tapped as indicated by continual interference, noise, beeps, etc., probably produced by a very poor quality line tap. SA herself repeatedly tries to get me to give out personal and incriminating details, pointless anyway since the people whose car I had sprayed paint were in possession of my address, and all of which I withold.
• I am visited by the police who provide an informal verbal injuntion against contact with SA and vice-versa. They express no interest at all in anything else going on, including the harrassment I am obviously receieving online and off.

February 2003

• A letter appears in Venue 547 (7 February - 13 February 2003) in response to Nigel Tassel's Rear View piece Pluck Off and Die, a rant against singer-songwriters. The end comments refer mock-amorously to a lesser-known Bristol musician known to both myself and SA, and end claiming that "the thing about the fae folk is that they like to play games and make the rules up as they go along" and that "the fairies will get you" if the letter appears. This letter appears to be written by SA.
• Robert del Naja is raided as part of Operation Ore, rumours circulating that this was the result of an 'anonymous informant' and that he was 'shopped to the police by a shady rival in the city's clannish music scene', a rumour later rejected and where it eventually emerges that this was the result of 'misappropriated credit card details'.
• I seek out a series of poetry or general forums, to try again to get away from what has been happening and find a space on the internet unaffected by this, including Deeper Into The Void and Trash Poetry (neither any longer in existence). It begins to become apparent, increasingly, that I have been tracked onto these sites. Certain original users, as with one of the psychology forums before, appear to know what is going on, to have somehow been informed and thus deliberately involved.
• Messages in Venue appear to refer directly to my presence on and use of the Deeper Into the Void forum at this time. It also becomes entirely apparent that large numbers of messages are designed to appear to be written by people who are not writing them. I assume i am being followed onto these sites by numerous people, including those from other sites this has touched as per my assumption of SA's deliberate involvement of others, and now including Venue professionals - although this becomes clearer later.

March 2003

• My telephone connection is severed due to an outstanding bill. From this point on all internet access is carried out through internet cafes or others' computers.

April 2003

• I recieve an item of junk mail from a Clifton pizza co. addressed to an Italianised version of the name of a friend's sister - 'Tamzine' - who had had a relationship with a well-known mixed local musician, something known to very few people.
• The link to a bizarre hate site is posted to Trash Poetry. The crudely made site, claiming to be the work of someone called 'Jim', is dedicated to 'poems', and opening with a series of racial remarks. One set, a collection of poor, melodramatic, occasionally hateful verses apparently written by a girl about someone and an ended romance and ending 'I hate you I hate you I hate you Goodbye'; and another a set of hate poems with an apparent relation, comprising threats, death threats, allusions to bodily harm, and being in prison, appearing to be written by people in prison or ex-convicts, gang members, etc. - 'Don't talk to me about borders and lines', 'Bring a Spade', 'You Are So Sorry Son', 'There's Always Room For Freddy Mercury In The Jimtones', and so on - at least a hundred in total. The effect is reminiscent of the fake teen band website operated by SA in December 2002, although it must be noted that by this time I am obviously being tracked onto these sites by numerous others, including people from Venue magazine and The Evening Post, and possibly employees of other sections of the media.
• A poem is placed on Trash Poetry by someone under the alias 'Dead Penguin 22' called 'a poem 'sorry in SA's twee rhyming style, depicting a melodramatic 'last stand', and carrying a link to the user name 'Anarchistla' on something called 'Dead Journal', which appears not to exist when followed. Another seems to be designed to be vaguely threatening and appears to refer to the author making a phone call, stating "I want everyone to see me do this."

• As I near the bottom of Gloucester Road one night a man who seems to resemble Jonathan King driving a car filled with soft toys pulls up at the curb and looks expectant.

May 2003

• Other posts appearing on Trash Poetry at this time indicate the obvious knowing participation of others, and many are notable. For example, one post under the name 'Mp' baits me by pointing out that I 'never know who I am talking to', another mocks me by referring to 'webbed feet', one even appears under the name Margeret Atwood, although this needn't indicate the presence of the actual writer. I am of course under huge stress by this point as the situation begins to escalate and I am having to sleep on someojne else's floor.
• An Evening Post writer, producing a piece in a supplementary section of the paper, refers to someone who he describes as his friend and the author of a 'polemic', where I had just written a post using this title on Trash Poetry.
• My new mobile phone is spammed with an empty message originating from an anomalous number (366666*), what I take to be a variation on the so-called 'number of the beast'. (A recent post on Deeper Into The Void by a user called 'Hopeful Is My name' had just used this theme in the context of marrying the devil immediately after having produced a pornographic piece involving handcuffs.)
• As I emerge from my house one evening I catch a few white youths acting suspiciouly outside and one of whom carries a camcorder. One of these, a dark haired teenager, runs across to the other side of the road when I emerge from the building.

June 2003

• Messages on the Venue website appear to be - or are designed to appear to be - threatening exchanges between del Naja and anonymous others.
• I post 'Elephanteyetusk' - 'v' - 'the flow of electrons' to a website in response to events on the Venue site, a posting which is clearly noted by certain onlookers to the extent that it appears to be responded to on the Venue website where it is referred to as an 'absolute scorcher' (it doesn't matter what it actually means, much less by this point).
• At this time I begin to notice the decisive apparent absorption of what had previously been restriced to the messages in Venue and on the Venue site into the editorial content, particularly the titling of articles. This went on to be a mainstay of the magazine for some time, and was clearly used to exploit and escalate what was happening and support it. In addition, it became apparent that staff were involved in the messages, and that messages were being fabricated to appear to be placed by others, including subjects of articles, and copied and pasted across from week to week to fill out the small ads.

"Venue 567: Going Down A Storm, Swede As A Nut, Bright Young Things, On The Warpath, Food For Thought, Old Scool Thai, E's Good, What Not To Watch, City Slicker, Marriage Of Convenience, Homage To Catalonia; Venue 570: Court In The Act, Worldly Wise, Waiting For The Blackout, Pump It Up, Court Appearance, Open Air Force, Place Your Bids, Your History, Marathon Effort, Round Your Way, Griller Thriller, One Foot In The Grave"

The above are all the titles from two issues of Venue magazine from June and July 2003, and seperated by a matter of weeks (issues 567 and 570 respectively). The topical Rear View column had already shown this tendancy, and was itself the most clear indicator of editorial absorption and knowledge.

July 2003

• Obviously fake posters are placed around the lower Redland area, including the street I live on, claiming to be seeking a lost cat called 'Wuss' and giving a contact number belonging to 'Dan'. They are removed a few days later immediately after the appearance of the latest copy of Venue magazine containing the second set of titles cited above.
• A message in Venue magazine claims that someone has thrown a brick through a car window on Gloucester Road and then driven up and down in their car. I spot broken glass on the road.
• A reproduction of the poster for the 'Please Sir' club night ('Sports Day'), carrying what appears to be a threat, hand written graffiti-style in marker pen, is placed on Gloucester Road, opposite a bus stop on the other side of the road with the same lost cat poster attached.
• Shortly after this appears I hear someone inside the building opposite my house, a converted church hall, saying, in a mocking voice, "Please help me," a few times as I approach my gate. (The person responsible may be the young man later stood opposite my house crying as if put there and told to stand there.)
• Messages on the Venue website claim to be posting 'lookouts' along the route to Ashton Court festival, although I travel by car and see nothing.

August 2003

• I stay at GS's flat for a period of around one-and-a-half to two months due to a lack of any clarity regarding what is actually going on.
• A message appears in Venue with threatening overtones of blackmail, referring to 'butterflies versus brain':

Venue 572: 1 August - 7 August 2003 I saw you first a long time ago. Is there a tangibility to this fantasy, sometimes there in no fantasy there for sometimes it's real. Butterflies Vs brain. PS On holiday 4th to 19th. Box S5721

• I notice the first possible sign of this in media beyond Bristol when I sight a piece in the Telegraph covering text messaging as a new form of entertainment or 'literature'.
• A 'Dan' is named in a message on the Venue website, one of a sequence, as 'Dan Hiles'; I assume it refers to the same person referred to in the 'lost cat posters' that had appeared in July.
• The London power grid goes down, allegedly as the result of two accidental failures at two locations, and particularly affecting the London Underground system, noted both for the coincidence with my previous internet post and my cataclysmic outburst on a poetry forum that day, and the fact that the letter 'v' could be taken (although this was not intended) to refer to the comic strip 'V for Vendetta', wherein the principle character makes his hideout in the abandoned Victoria underground station, where he is finally killed by a police officer before being set on a train packed with explosives to detonate beneath government buildings.
• Abuse is shouted by someone passing GS's flat late at night referring to 'who belongs in Barrow' and smashing bottles.

September 2003

• An NSPCC letter is received to GS's address, to a name which is a variant on something I had written in the e-mail field of one post on the record. co. site, (actually paraphrasing something JH had said), and was used by whomever produced the posts I reacted to on the children's site (posts that I think were written by SA or JH), and carrying graphic descriptions of child abuse. There is no evidence to suggest that anyone with this name has ever lived at the address.
• A parcel is delivered to GS's address whilst no one is present, but goes uncollected.

October 2003

• A number of people who I don't know shout abuse up at GS's flat late one night, including using my name. By the time I am dressed and look out of the window they are gone.
• I return to my own address. By this point I operate under the assumption, in light of various clues - including being impossibly tracked to GS's address as indicated by having abuse shouted up at the flat by unknown people using my name - that I am under surveillance, to whatever degree, in my home, and that other frequented addresses are known. From this point on I have virtually no contact with the internet at all, apart from occasionally using internet cafes to record content on the Venue website.
• I encounter Eugene Byrne on Gloucester Road as he is crossing the road to the junction with Claremont Road, and make a series of angry remarks to him, mostly from a distance; he says nothing, although he shows no surprise whatsoever that I am shouting at him in the street.
• A heavy street bin is shattered and uprooted on Gloucester Rd at the junction with Claremont Road, apparently with a large blunt instrument like a sledgehammer. On the same night, the edge of a wall on the corner of a lane at its intersection with the bottom of Kerstemen Road, and carrying assorted graffiti, is shattered, using the same method. A large dirty van with rough graffiti on the back is noted parked nearby in this second case (reg. C967PNJ).
• Another heavy bin is damaged, in this case just uprooted, outside Pizza Hut, near the Arches at the bottom of Gloucester Road, apparently on the same night as my activities. The same van (reg. C967PNJ) as above is noted parked nearby on Kingsley Road.
• The Evening Post runs a competition which offers readers the chance to win utility bill payments, showing the image of a street bin identical to those on Gloucester Road and photographed at night, daubed with the words 'Bye Bill', and an advertising poster with the same words.
• (Note, although there were witnesses to my exchange with Byrne at the spot where the first bin was damaged, the coincidence, whether it involves Byrne himself or not, is striking, and the nearby presence of the same van in two cases, as well as parked nearby in the case of the later shooting incident, must be noted. Similarly, the bills competition indicates Evening Post awareness of the fact that this was happening and that they have chosen to represent it in this manner. The spot in the first case, the junction between Gloucester Road and Claremont Road, was also that where I encountered a suited man sat in an expensive car, possibly a Rolls Royce, and the site where a dead body was allegedly found in 2005.)
• At around this time I begin to find myself recognised around the city, presumbly as the result of the circulation of an image or images of me, whether that I had posted on the internet or not. (This needn't be assumed to be the case in light of surveillance which seems to have included visual data, and Eugene Byrne's recognition of me before this image was ever posted publicly.) This goes on to become a steadily increasing feature of my experience in Bristol and elsewhere over the next few years.

November 2003

• I visit London to stay in Hampstead for a few days. A joke on the Venue website seems to suggest knowledge of my intended trip. I find a small plastic bag in the spare room I am staying in containing a tattered book that looks like it has been retrieved from a bin, carrying phrases like 'there are only three of us', 'how many Spanish natives can be bought for sixpence' and 'not nearly mad enough', a folded printout of proof reader's notation and an Italian left document from the 50s and in Italian, notable for the fact that no one in the house speaks the language at all. An old OU pamphlet on the table is heavily underlined and refers to a 'resistance amongst the working class to progressive ideas' and refers to Rastafarianism as a 'black supremacist cult'. Books placed visibly around the flat seem to offer allegory for child abuse, and a card above the fire in the living room to Diana from Clare and Lucy caries a drawing by Lucy showing two cats, one of which is being kicked, with the names 'Goblino and Sootica'. I also note a fly poster on the nearby main road, apparently an advert, referring to an 'understudy pair of Lee jeans, (etc.), trying to bed down in this area tonight', and stickers around the area exactly like ones seen in Bristol written on Post Office notes. I am also clearly recognised on the street by a cab driver when I go for a disgusted walk in the middle of the night.

After a trip to the West End I place various playing cards and printouts around the flat, including one playing card showing a man on an escalator wearing an L-plate on his back.

• Upon my return to Bristol I find that one of the cats has been seriously injured, where something like this had already been alluded to in a message on the Venue website:

Venue Website, I Saw You, July 2002 and you saw me, but i fell in half so you put me to sleep.

• (Some time after this I catch a white women with an Alsatian dog acting extremely suspiciously near one of the cats near the gate, and who backs away and pretends this is the result of the errant dog when I emerge from the house.)
• My downstairs neighbour, who the cat actually belongs to, recieves a mailing from the Cat's Protection League.
• Within a few days a card is placed in my flat on top of the fridge in a W.H.Smith's bag bearing a quote from Alice in Wonderland, the duplicate of the L-plate card goes missing from the cork board in my bedroom, and a pair of my jeans is slashed. A few day's later The Guardian's G2 runs a piece by a trainee doctor featuring a cover showing a doctor wearing an L-plate on his back, and referring to a child with the same name as the cat at the address in Hampstead.
• At around this time I begin to notice the clear dissemination of the same phenomenon into the media beyond Venue and Bristol, including national newspapers and television, and including the BBC (I noted at one point a car with a BBC parking permit parked outside my house for a day, and a well-timed two line mention on the BBC website of a man being killed in a car accident in Bristol at the bottom of another article, which I found striking in light of the similarity to certain messages in Venue and actual damage to cars, etc.)

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March-April 2004

• After I leave my house late one night to visit a local all night garage, at the bottom of Kersteman Road I am passed by a silver Mercedes (reg. S396BOU) driven by a man in suited attire. He cruises infront of me at around 5mph as I stand at the corner, and is visibly staring faux to one side and as if into the distance. I cross the road and proceed up the lower part of Kersteman Road. As I do so a blue Escort (Reg. ---LTN) driven by a young white man with sandy hair speeds down Elton Road at around 70mph or more and performs a noisy handbrake turn at the intersection of the two roads, and then drives back down Elton Road at around 5mph.

The following message appears on the Venue website almost immediately afterward:

Venue website, 1 April 2004 ben n*****(?) and you werent there. i had to eye up your sketch book in the rwa and marvel at your wit. i dont know what you look like but i've looked round your house...i've seen your room. freaked out? i know i am. x clemencyp** **hotmail.com

• Obviously the censored word is a slur for a black person, indicating the political nature of the individual responsible, who even claims to have been in my flat; there were no witnesses, so whoever placed the message was party to the incident, firsthand or otherwise.
• The above incident was followed a few days later by the appearance in The Mirror of a full page piece showing Russel Grant staring, again, faux into space accompanied by two female models who appear to be luring him along. The hypnotized stare would seem a possible mockery of my own appearance in a single image taken with a flatbed scanner which had been attached to an internet forum alias for a matter of days in 2002.
• The front page of The Evening Post features a report on graffiti which has appeared on a bridge across one of the motorways on the outskirts of Bristol, reading 'Banksy' in large stencil-style letters, like those he is sometimes known to use, and indicating police interest in locating him for the work. The responsibility for this is later denied by Banksy himself, and it is worth noting that the bridge in question is near to the psychiatric hospital which recieved the words 'Sorry Alice' in large letters in 2002.

Early-to-mid 2004

• I encounter a car parked at the bottom of Kersteman Road with manufactured posters prominently displayed in the window showing a blonde woman with money and biscuits being shoved into her face with the title 'Vote Kate Liptrot' and resembling one of my own cousins, an anti-semitic 'joke'.
• From around this point onward I begin to notice repeated acts of damage, considered as part of the total pattern, along routes I regularly walk, particularly in the Redland and Bishopston areas, including the uprooted or smashed concrete bins already noted, smashed walls and stonework, roofing bricks, street grit boxes tipped over and into the street, and bent street posts and one bent thirty foot street light. I also begin to notice the dumping of curiously 'symbolic' rubbish along the same routes. It is perfectly apparent that this pattern is restricted to streets I use regularly, since it is visibly seen to be absent along routes I do not usually take.

Early-summer 2004

• A red Nissan appears at the bottom of Kersteman Road severely damaged, as if from a car accident, with one of the doors torn off and lying behind the vehicle. When I discover this as local schoolchildren are walking home from school, one comments "they've really done that one over," etc. This vehicle wreck remains for at least two weeks. (This spot, the Kersteman Road area, and a few other streets around my address, becomes the site of an unnaturally high concentration of damaged and wrecked cars.)
• At around this time a mention is noted at the bottom of a page on the BBC website claiming, loconicially, that 'a man died in a car accident in Bristol'. Shortly after this I recieve a posting from a Clifton estate agency called, or with the title, 'Your Move, Oliver Scarlett'.

June 2004

• The 'God bless' in the message below, a message by someone actually claiming to be a paedophile, is added by the V character in the comic book 'V for Vendetta' at the end of his address to the nation.

Venue Website, I'm Sore At You, June 2004 re. 'daddy'/'baby' debate, as a peadophile i regularly call my lovers 'baby', because that is what they are. I also actively encourage them to call me 'daddy' because it turns me on. I hope this had shed some light on the issue. God bless.

August 2004

• I have an open confrontation with a number of unknown members of Venue office staff, including manager Nigel Locker, outside the Venue offices, after the provocation of an unknown member of staff smirking at me as I walk past. After this I discuss the matter with manager Nigel Locker, who claims no knowledge that any such thing has been taking place. He agrees to look into the issues concerning the messages on the website and in Venue magazine, and to inquire with staff about any possible knowledge. He also tells me that the persons who had been responsible for checking messages for web and print were both Eugene Byrne and JP Braun on different occasions (Byrne is, or at least was, website editor), although he also attempts to claim the system is 'automated', and tells me that the website is located on servers at the Evening Post building (from which Venue had been run for some time whilst renovations were being carried out), and that the majority of messages are now recieved through mobile phone texting. During this conversation I openly admit to being responsible for damage to the offices, although Locker states his lack of interest in pressing charges against me.
• Shortly after this I receive a letter from Locker confirming our discussion, and offering further meeting with him on the subject. He states that he has begun looking into a single message I had brought to his attention, one which I considered illustrative of staff activities, the retracted message of mine which had appeared in the magazine rewritten with a box number. He also indicates having contacted a local police officer, 'beat manager' for the area, PC Paul White (1452), who might be invited to be present.
• I begin preparing material for Nigel Locker's attention covering events on the internet and in Venue, etc., since 2002, and which must now be in printed form, a considerable and slightly expensive task.

September 2004

• At a point of frustration I post three angry messages through the Venue website form, principally complaining of what I have been subject to, and containing no threats. These are sent using a friend's computer, one not used for this purpose before. Almost immediately after this I am visited by the police officer named above, who has in his possession the three messages in printed form. He asks me about acts of vandalism at The Venue offices, which of course I had already discussed with Locker, to which I admit, and tells me that Locker is disinterested in pressing charges, which of course I already knew. He asks me where I am sending 'these messages' from, implying that he erroneously believes I am doing this constantly (these were the first I had sent through the Venue website form since early 2003), and to which I tell him I had sent these three using a freind's connection. He describes the messages as constituting a 'public order offence'. He repeats the expected contention that Venue staff do not know who I am, a contention which cannot be true if these messages were identified by Venue staff. I offer him brief explanation and show him material I am preparing for Locker. He tells me to initiate no further contact with Venue myself and that he will contact me, and describes this as 'now a criminal investigation'.
• I do not hear from PC White for some time. Wondering what the results of his alleged investigation are, and wondering how I am supposed to carry on any kind of exchange with Venue in his absence where I have been told not to initiate such contact myself, I attempt to call the number he has given me for contacting him a number of times. I receive no answer, although I do leave a message for him on his voicemail system, which itself goes unreplied to.
• In light of PC White's absence and the lack of any reply from him, I bypass him and continue my exchanges with Venue, by phone and in several personal visits.
• As a minor step, I deliver printouts of selected messages taken from the Venue website and the magazine, including references to criminal acts and sex offences, threatening material - fights, car accidents, etc. - personal details like phone numbers and addresses, and the visible presence of Venue staff, and which I consider to illustrate the ongoing problem and provide an illustration of what has taken place, to the Venue offices by hand and intended for Nigel Locker's attention. Locker confirms his reciept of these by phone and in person shortly afterward, and upon inquiry admits somewhat weakly that the content could be deemed to be problematic.
• Shortly after printed collections of messages from the Venue website and magazine are passed to Nigel Locker, a message is noted on the Venue site which appears to mock my having provided this information to Venue management, referring to someone being able to write nothing better than 'lists'.

Late-2004

• I visit a local legal practice on Gloucester Road to attempt to obtain legal clarification and advice. The solicitor, who is surprised and sympathetic, assures me that I have all the rights I have highlighted myself, and that the best course of action, of which I am somewhat doubtful in light of police behaviour and apparent disinterest, is to write directly to the head of Avon and Somerset Constabulary.
• Shortly after I have sought legal advice, rubbish, including black bags and a broken five foot fan, are dumped outside the offices of the practice in question; an ad for the same legal practice is also noted in the back pages of Venue.
• After I leave my house one day, a surveillance van drives down the street until it is at the point of the street where I am, and then turns around and drives back down the street. I can clearly see PC White driving or in the passenger seat.

November 2004

• I recieve two text messages and one voicemail to my mobile phone from an apparently non-English woman beginning 'salam', referring to her sister and asking to borrow a camcorder. I reply to these with a simple text stating that she has the wrong number or shouldn't have it at all. This is also noted in light of the fact that only PC White had legitimately been given the new number. (I had recently changed my sim card and thus the number.)
• Shortly after this I receive a text message consisting only of '>pers' and stating that it is a network message.

• I begin to find that often when I walk up Gloucester Road at night the fire alarms of certain shops go off or would already be ringing. On several occasions when I pass Bottoms Up, the phone begins ringing inside the shop. On some occasions at night around the same streets I also see people standing strangely and staring, on one occasion I recall a young blonde woman leaning against the wall of the Venue offices and staring at me as I walked down to the bottom of Claremont Road opposite.

• I begin to note the presence of tracksuited white men with Alsatian dogs on a number of occasions, most notably at the intersection of Claremont Road and Gloucester Road, resembling and assumed to be non-uniformed police officers.

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Early 2005

• A body is found at the intersection of Claremont Road and Gloucester Road in Bristol (the same spot, as noted above, where I had originally encountered Eugene Byrne, and where one of the bins had been broken in October 2003, matched by the image in the Evening Post competition). I had walked past the location in the middle of the night, and seen nothing, and further down the road seen and surely been seen by the driver of a police car. I speak to an officer sealing that part of the road off at around 6am the next morning, and he tells me they have 'found a body'. The police then seal the entire road off, as I find when I attempt to go to the shops, and are later shown on the front cover of The Evening Post performing a line search and which reports that the body of a man dead from head injuries was found. No one ever asks to speak to me, even in light of the possibility that I might have seen something, anything, which is rather strange in light of the fact that a line search is performed, the aim of which is to locate any tiniest scraps of evidence that might shed light on the incident.

June 2005

• Around a dozen police officers, with a couple of police cars parked nearby, are encountered standing around outside the door of an acquaintance whilst I am at his address one evening, although nothing is seen to account for this presence.
• I recieve a text message to my mobile phone consisting only of 'Dandre' and indicating no originating number.

July 2005

• I recieve a letter from a representative of Avon and Wiltshire Mental Health Services called Alice Chappell, based in St.Werburghs, on the basis of a recommendation from police, presumably Paul White. I call the number provided in disgust more than once, without reply.

July-August 2005

• A Brazilian electrician is shot dead on the London underground by police as a suspected terrorist. He had been under surveillance in his home, and been linked to Al Queda due to a sports club membership card supposedly found in his possession and allegedly borrowed from an Al Quaeda activist, and there followed numerous 'questions' regarding the nature of the investigation and death of an innocent. Public witness statements immediately following the killing are surely contrived, whilst the senior officer in charge of the operation risks losing her position, and the Police Chief attempts to suppress an independent investigation. Note the curious coincidence again, best illustrated by the scene in the comic book in which V is shot by the police officer in Victoria station, and where Evey Hammond subsequently imagines unmasking the dead V, who in one case is a black or South American-looking man.

August 2005

• Whilst I am at a cafe on Gloucester Road, worried about the fact that steps are being taken to take away my home and somewhat shocked at recent events, including those in the press, SA walks into the cafe and into the garden area where I am sitting. She stands infront of me without looking directly at me and points her mobile phone around as if using the built-in camera that many phones have, and including at me. After this she turns around and leaves the cafe. Another girl then walks into the cafe and into the garden and stands around, as if posing, then goes into the front of the cafe. SA appears looking through the door of the cafe, and enters, and I hear her ordering something. As I leave in disgust, I see the two sitting at a table by the window.
• The night after this, as I walk to an all-night garage on Gloucester Road, I encounter a man standing aroudn outside what used to be SA'a address and the house I had attacked, who, after I pass, begins screaming 'I hate you' over and over again at apparently no one.
• Immediately after this incident The Independent run a fashion piece on waistcoats entitled Armless Fun On The Streets, noted for the fact that both SA and her anonymous friend had been wearing them, and the fact that one of the models vaguely resembles the second girl. In the same issue is a double page placement for T-Mobile (which was the mobile phone network my phone used), with a sub-placement for Google, showing two girls, one mixed and one white, and a dark haired man using the internet on a mobile phone.
• Artist Sarah Lucas, appearing in the Guardian at this time, showcases a variety of her own work, in a number of cases pieces which appear to play on themes adapted from the Venue site, etc. including a 'v' shaped pair of legs with a cigarette where a penis might be expected, a small white dog covered in cigarettes (one of the police officers who arrested me had referred, sarcastically, to a small white dog outside a local chip shop as we passed), and a piece called 'Dead Soldier' showing a mallet like that I carried and a piece of wire.

Autumn 2005

• After this incident I gave up on the notion of remaining in Bristol, in light of the perpetuity of the pattern of incidents built up over the previous three years amidst the lack of any support, and the severity with which I felt provoked in this case, and prompted by my facing a choice regarding whether to fight the loss of my home as the result of what I suspected were deliberate alleged 'errors' concerning my benefits claims, an absence of backdating request reported to me by the landlord when notifyng me of a possession order pursuit but which I had actually given in with the claim. At this point I begin preparing the contents of my home for a move.
• As I am visiting the all-night garage one night, I find a vehicle parked roughly at the bottom of Berkeley Road with its wind-screen wipers on, despite the fact that it has not been raining. Inside, a middle-aged man is slumped over the dashboard. With the aid of someone at the garage, he is roused, and seems drunk, but may have been the culprit of bad acting.
• As I am walking toward a superstore in the Eastville area of Bristol, I am passed by a blue 4x4 driven by a white woman wearing a headscarf which issues a load 'bang', as if a gunshot. I assume myself to have been shot at, if only with blanks, purely for psychological purposes.

September 2005

• I recieve an empty voicemail consisting only of rustling and phone-type beeps. At around this time I also recieve a voicemail from an estate agent discussing a housesale and offering a time to show potential buyers around the property.
• A posting is noted on Indymedia Bristol by someone calling themself 'Sarah', covering the alleged sham around Operation Ore in Britain which it is claimed is on the verge of collapse, and borrowing heavily from a BBC broadcast on the subject. The posting, which is poorly written, makes copious reference to the use of illegal pornography by criminals for the purpose of blackmail, albeit failing to point out that the principal method involved would actually be likely to be proxy use of Trojan vulnerable systems, and refers to Operation Ore support group 'Mad, Bad or Sad', which had already appeared in a message in Venue magazine, but here rendered as one word, 'madbadorsad', as if deliberately mimicking my 'elephanteyetusk' 'v' post. The post also carries a link to the website of an oppositional investigative project around the operation called 'Inquisition21', and the similarity to the last stand poem by 'deadpenguin22' apparently aimed at Anarchism and appearing on Trash Poetry in 2003 is noted. This website was one I didn't view until 2008, whereupon I discovered it to be verging on sham itself, pronouncedly Right Wing, and even to contain allusions to events involving me.

After viewing this posting I e-mail Indymedia volunteers and ask for it to be removed, offering brief explanation and suggesting it is deliberately misleading, after which I receive a reply telling me it has been removed.

Winter 2005

• At Heathrow Airport I am clearly recognised by at least two people.
• Now in Italy, as the result of certain indicators, I operate under the assumption that surveillance has been carried across to another country, in addition to some signs of the proliferation of the same pattern.
• Poor graffiti noted at a busy nearby square immediately after I arrive in Milan reads 'Dumbo is Guilty' in large black letters. The name appears all over Milan and apparently written by the same person.
• A girl standing near me in a square in the center of Milan and photographing monuments with her phone appears to be pretending to almost photograph me repeatedly. On a number of occasions I also appear to be recognised around the city.

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Early-2006

• Notes for 2006 are sparse as notes were not being made at this time.
• I return to Bristol at the beginning of 2006 to collect belongings, principally being held in the basement of one address, along with a few items being stored at two other addresses, and to have all put into commercial storage. When I arrive at Heathrow, I spot suspicious looking men, probably security, but who I have never seen before, in one case visibly wearing an earpiece and standing around near the entrance.
• 'People oddly placed are noted first at this time, occasionally being walked past me or performing odd behaviours out in the street onto which the balcony looks.
• Whilst I am at the address of one acquaintance, a police surveillance van is parked directly outside with the operative end pointed at the door for approximately two hours. I also notice one of the by now familiar black 4x4s parked outside the rear entrance of another address when I go to visit in the evening. On the morning when I am to move items from the address where most have been stored, the road providing access to the rear of the house is blocked at one end by a police barricade, and the road on which the house is actually located is sealed off completely. A nearby resident reports that a police officer has told her that this is due to an alleged gun-related incident.

Mid 2006

• Even a visit to a small village at the foothills of the alps proves contaminated, I assume myself to have been followed there at very low profile.

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Mid-2007

• After searching the internet for anything pertaining to SA, I find a teen blog-style single-page site belonging to an alleged French girl called 'Desi Magdalene'. The site carries a peice of text where she claims to have changed her name to SA, and been kidnapped at gunpoint. She also refers to her boyfriend Luke, allegedly a 'kick-ass lawyer', and states that "Luke's comment equals 666." The page also links to pages full of images of alleged French teenagers, many of which appear to be models, and page with the title 'Phhhss, we are all roleplays'.
• I frequently find myself encountering contrived lookalikes, usually walking past outside, as if various people I have known over the years have been duplicated by people resembling them, in addition to celebrities of every description, and even someone resembling myself (by February 2008 this has reached the point of being chronic). This theme has been mentioned recently in Private Eye magazine, although it is now thought to be much older.
• Graffiti in train yards and at the train station of a small town picks up 'v' themes, written by alleged Anarchists (eg. 'individualismo to the power of v', other examples are insults or threats, in one case written over with 'no' and 'niet'. An odd man man stands as if on guard on one of the platforms. In 2008 this is seen to be removed and replaced by confessions of underage status and a huge reference to Princess Diana (see June 2008).
• The door of a house in a remote village in the mountains has also been damaged, not severely, but just enough to make it clear that someone has been there.
• Before visiting Britain I note a message on the Venue site, partly in German, for no reason that I understand, and signed by someone calling themself a 'Loyal Soldier' (which also forms both my initials and those of one of my cousins), and later two apparently addressed to me using the name 'Clarity', and one referring to a performance by Amy MacDonald but which I took for a probable covert reference to me. As I travel to Britain I overhear on the coach a song with the lyrics 'your fall from grace. . . on the front page'. A couple of days later I see the report in the Observer about a female cadet allegedly having fallen three floors from a window at Sandhurst, and who can now be seen on the Daily Mail website in a wheelchair wearing her 'Abercrombie' t-shirt and posing in a red evening dress, and where there is apparently still some question concerning whether the incident was an accident or not (although doubtless this will be resolved to everyone's satisfaction). She also bears a slight resemblance to the same cousin. Note that something very similar occurs in the V for Vendetta comic strip where a police officer is forced to walk out onto a window ledge by other officers and then slips on a deliberately placed banana skin. I had deliberately looked at pornography of various kinds, a 'fall from grace', operating under the deeply mistaken assumption that any such state is remotely apparent, that I am not 'a saint' where it's entirely clear that anything comparable is generally lacking.
• Also whilst in London I find diaries and pictures torn up in the bin of the room I am staying in and probably originally belonging to the same cousin (who doesn't live there) and who I may also have seen on the street outside the house wearing a red dress and mirror shades, although it did not occur to me that this was who this was until some time later, and where I operate under the assumption that if it was, this was in some sense a 'set up', and that she knew where I would be and when, either involved deliberately to coincide with other events or where she had been tracked down and other events then shaped to fit. At night the police drive past on the road behind the house, in some cases as frequently as every five minutes, often turning their sirens on and off pointlessly, and where, when I stayed at the same location six months previously, there had been no sign of such activity. After I leave the house in the middle of the night, around six black youths, some hooded, limp immediately around the corner and up the road with a police car screaming past in another direction a moment later. I am also swerved at on the nearby main road by someone in a red Fiesta (a woman standing at a nearby bus stop, in response to this, stares at me, not the car), and The Guardian carries a full page ad a few days later for Ford for a 'clever [red] Fiesta with mirrors that fold back' and a 'stupid dogbot with ears that don't'.
• On the day I leave Britain, the papers carry a story of a (white) 11 eleven year old boy being shot dead infront of his parents in a carpark in Birmingham by a black man. This is notable in light of the spread of gang violence in Britain, dependent, as some have noted, on the inexplicable spread of firearms in Britain predominantly in the hands of sections of rural populace, and in light of my experiences with the hooded black youths limping in Hampstead a few days before. Alos noted is the appearance, a day or two preceding the shooting, of what seemed to me to be guiding, or indeed telling, material in The Times newspaper, including the image of Pierce Brosnan kneeling with a gun held to his head by Liam Neeson with the caption 'Bond's let things slip'.
• The Mirror website carries a two line and surely contrived story concerning the arrest of a Gurka at Sandhurst for the molestation of two schoolgirls camping on the grounds at the bottom of another article, notable for the fact that my two Hampstead cousins (who the 'Diva' message on the Venue website actually referred to) are both schoolgirls, and where I had recently stayed in Hampstead, and that Sandhurst is not a campsite for schoolchildren, whilst the story for some reason failed to appear anywhere else, at least that I actually saw. 'Camping' is also an analogy for 'camp', where one of those cousins had deliberately placed items on the table directly below the window where I could see them, including a colouring book with a cover showing a maze and a giraffe, and a twee teen girl's magazine with a hideous picture of a blonde woman and the title 'go girl'.
• A pile-up occurs in a tunnel at Santa Clarita ('Saint Clarity') near L.A. Messages on the Venue website immediately before, signed 'J', already appeared to have referred to me, inexplicably, or even someone else, as 'Clarity'.
• California experiences widespread forest fires, following southern Italy, Greece, Spain, the Canari Islands, and New York State.
• I often myself encountering people on the street who I believe have been deliberately encouraged or payed to make me aware of them, including homeless people and prostitutes.

Late-2007

• A message appears on the Venue website thanking a 'man in black' for 'saving' someone from the 'lesbians and the lumberjack'. This is almost immediately followed by the screening of an Italian TV ad for TIM based loosely on a scene from Brazil (the one featuring De Niro, in which he plays a black-clad terrorist) where the other character has been switched for someone vaguely resembling, yet again, the same cousin, although it is also worth noting, in lobotomised fashion and perhaps lost on the majority of viewers, that Brazil is itself based on Orwell's 1984, a story about people having their lives destoyed by an authoritarian surveillance society. The advert appears so soon after the message that it is safe to assume that both are the work of the same company.

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Early-2008

• A car is parked below the balcony for a night or two with a red rose on the dash board. Shortly after, a red Fiesta (exactly like the one that swerved at me in London, and afterward appeared in the Ford ad featured in the Guardian) is parked opposite in the road for half a day, and then a red BMW and a red van are parked side by side below the balcony overnight. When I perform an image search on Google using my own name, operating under the assumption that the name has been subejct to so-called 'Google washing', I find, a little way down the page, a link to an article on the BBC website covering a scuffle involving a BNP candidate in the north of England who shares my name, an alleged 'visitor from Hungary' and a BNP minder. The candidate is shown wearing the red rosette of the BNP, whilst the page also carries a red rose link to a page about his home region.
• Also noted, at the top of the links produced by searching for my name is that to a Wikipedia article on a character from a recent BBC children's series called The Sarah Jane Adventures. The character, a young boy who also shares my name, is part alien and rescued when the 'Bane mother' of the alien invaders who created him is destroyed when their soft drinks factory is blown up and adopted by the kindly Sarah Jane, armed with her space lipstick technology, a concept and plot I regard as an unashamed 'Red scare' or, for that matter, 'race scare', variation coupled with an absurdly self-fulfilling 'alienation' ploy and revolting 'evil mother' dustbin-psychology concept, and doubtless designed to draw attention away from and thus excuse somethng somewhat more 'complex', including total mainstream media complicity, and obviously, in light of these and other examples, including the BBC.
• At around the same time I notice an odd remark on the astronomy section of the BBC website, claiming that "It's incredible, but Jupiter has been moving around inside the Snake Bearer all month." The comment is of course fraudulent, in this case on a website supposedly dedicated to science, and almost certainly intended as an analogy, and indicating surveillance access, for the complaint recently affecting my alimentary canal, which I had noted seemed to effect different areas, and may be of serious concern. The comment, like much else the mainstream media have produced over the last five years, is indeed incredible.

February 2008

• All material referring to physicist Cecil Powell, a friend of family members, appears to have been removed from the Nature site, shortly after I had contributed to Powell's entry on Wikipedia.
• A car is parked below the balcony, a black Ford. A few days later there appears to be a proliferation of dark men, perhaps middle-eastern or south Mediterranean, nearby on scrambler bikes. After a day of noise from these, I find a car key on the letterbox outside the building, a tartan key holder bearing a red Ford car key. Just before I find this, vehicles passing or parked outside the shops when I am shopping seem to be communicating a theme: one car carries a large 'V', another a large design showing an orange sun-like disc with a v-shaped portion pushing out at the top and a circuit board at the bottom. I assume this is a warning that the car is a car bomb, although this is never proven. It must also be noted that such an action might be contrived for the purpose of scare and escalation.

March 2008

• The 'lookalike' game is now pretty chronic, and I can be guaranteed to encounter people designed to resemble people I have known or celebrities, or just slightly strange-looking people, every time I go to nearby shops. Personal placements are picked up on below, under Harassment Methods. This has included men who are dressed in suits and carry folders and thus resemble Scientology ministers, including immediately after I viewed details on Scientology in Milan.
• I am occasonally hassled by homeless people or prostitutes who appear to be being encouraged or payed to engage me, if only barely.
• I frequently encounter men or women, usually dressed in black, bearing savage looking dogs - Boxers, Rottweilers, Dobermans - in the nearby streets. This is considered deliberate in light of the fact that such were never sighted until comparatively recently.
• Both my e-mail accounts appear to have been hacked. One has had the password changed, locking me temporarily from the account. The other shows signs of e-mails altered in transit. One has been abandoned.

May 2008

• I was recently committed to a mental hospital and drugged for two weeks after an outburst involving throwing a bottle whilst drunk at a car parked below my balcony like the one which drove at me in Hampstead. Legally, I was actually 'passed over', ie. given a warning after the incident, which was reported by someone associated with a nearby garage and a brothel and then reported to police by a local cafe, then had the police return later in the day to take me to a psychiatric examination by a female Italian psychiatrist with little English and lasting five minutes where I was given a choice which was then retracted, although beforehand I was actually told I was going for a medical and a query regarding psychiatric intervention met with denial. Whilst I spoke to police initially, someone resembling a well-known Scientologist approached them and told them I had also been making threatening gestures to people at the cafe, which was untrue, although the officer in question openly denied this was a Scientologist when asked; the cafe in question had been showing a proliferation of men in corporate suits, probably Scientologists or people designed to appear to be. In other words, police are co-operating with Scientology, or, more likely, the cultish activities of tabloid media, and people associated with brothels, and for some reason changing their minds rather than pressing charges in the first place (I would have had every opportunity to make myself unavailable). Despite my recent appaling experiences in Italy, with ongoing repetition, alcohol, and psychiatry, my own diagnosis, within the limitations of the DSM/ICD definitions, if any, was PTSD which I effectively diagnosed myself with some years ago after a parent's death and some harassment, and better to say that the logical conclusion of the last six years, especially after my experiences of Milan, is a nervous breakdown. I totally reject the given diagnosis, although the various reasons it was produced are perfectly clear; the report which accompanies it makes for interesting reading because it fails to mention a single thing I had actually said during the pathetic interview and carries alleged information I had never given out, but which obviously depended on things my grandmother said instead - her efforts seemed to be aimed at getting me commited, and much of the 'information' is incorrect as well as hilariously conformist. This result may be considered the culmination of the last six years of efforts, including with regard to originally stated intent, and due to certain 'pointers' which occurred shortly before, and in fact extend some time back, I regard the diagnosis as planned as much as it was engineered. Italy, meanwhile, has shown itself to be considerably more obsessive and cultish than the UK, particularly where it concerns public participation and personal placement, although population density is also a factor.

June 2008

• My second e-mail address is abandoned after I am locked from the account or it is closed.
• The use of personal placements still continues unabaited, and now includes a sudden proliferation of the long-term mentally ill - people who 'look' like the long-term mentally ill along my routes ot shops, standing staring at pharmacies, and standing around pointing at bins full of rubbish.
• I am continuing look for ways of leaving Italy and considering where to go and how. I first started attempting to do so in 2006, without success, although the original intention when arriving in Milan was not to stay long-term.
• A visit to a small northern town for a day indicates the continuation of the pattern in graffiti at the train station, as in summer 2007. This time, although some graffiti has been removed, new pieces boast being written by underage girls (to which someone else comments 'bella' - 'beautiful'), and take a turn for a Princess Diana motif, indicating the scandal-driven media-dependent status of the authors. The Princess Diana analogy is bizarre and in poor taste, but an excellent conservative position because it is class (and every other variety of) eye wash and places all emphasis on family. Some authors claim unconvincingly to be 'Anarchists', doubtless from the bottom of their pencil cases. The graffiti is exemplary for the knowing presence of underage girls.
• The use of personal placements and lookalikes has fallen off somewhat, although it hasn't been dropped entirely. Instead, people designed to 'look alternative' - people with dreadlocks or designed to 'look liberal' or like squatter types, etc. - are frequently being shown off as active participants opposed to me, a way of image managing Milan in a manner similar to that in which race had already been used - blacks, etc., had already been seen, usually the homeless, prostitutes, or anyone willing to be used against me, alongside anti-German, anti-English and eventually anti-French sentiment (I'm English, for what it's actually worth). After months of threatenng behaviour and lookalikes, insults which still go on, a different tack is being tried. This is a form of cosmetic 'image management' very simlar to that utilised by the mainstream media in general, including Venue, after everything else that had happened, and one way to leave me associated with the Right to the extent that I am made subject to them and reject the corporate and mainstream. Corporatism and Fascism go hand in hand, and conflict and victimisation, as I have already noted, are often and were visibly encouraged; one way to get around this is to render victims acceptable in any possible way, and one way of doing that is to present an alternative image - very like so-called 'green washing' - in rapid succession. Men in corporate suits are seen frequently, although this is typical for Milan, and they had already seemed to suddenly proliferate the local cafe cited above.
• An advert in MSN UK carries JW's name in an advert for personalized registration plates reading 'put his name bewteen lights' whilst I am sharing e-mail contact with him.

[edit] Notes and Conclusions

[edit] 1) SA and JH

• SA and JH are definitely involved in what takes place online. SA's involvement can be guaranteed, in light of her responses to online material offline, and vice-versa, and her provision of identificatory description. Since two authors are responsible, including for early examples, and in light of SA's definite involvement, JH's involvement may be assumed.

In all cases where I genuinely assert Sophai's online involvement, I do so on the basis of what it is saying and what it appears to be a response to, resemblance to material already thought to be hers, identificatory remarks, and, most importantly, material online exhibiting knowledge of offline events, and offline behaviour showing a response to online material. For example:

1) Whilst my e-mail exchanges with 'Sarah' were taking place, and who seemed to be makng amorous allusions, SA looked very shy and began giggling when I saw her walking up Gloucester Road. 2) After my rejective message and personals ad appeared on the Venue website, I saw SA looking very angry and insulted as she walked up Gloucester Road. 3) SA originally stated to me, when asked about online involvement, that she had no internet access, although she also verbally confirmed having seen JH's original exchanges with me on the record co. site, which would have required such access. 4) When I first viewed the fake teen site, full of threatening lyrics and references to suicide and pages of bizarre guestbook entries which all looked like the work of the same person, I recieved a piece of pornography spam to an e-mail address only available via a link 'Sarah' had been given; SA then approached me in a shop behaving as if very happy and interested, and was rejected; messages then appeared within a few hours on the same site saying "you were really rude to me" and referring to food items bought in a shop. 5) After I spotted what appeared to be SA's car on the street on which I lived, a message appeared on the Venue website apparently referencing the encounter but with the street name changed to 'Park Street' (the street was lined with trees). 6) After I had sent en e-mail mentioning having spoken to someone else about the matter, SA then approached the same person and told them she had had no such online contact. 7) When SA eventually brought the police into my home, she somehow did so without ever being given my full name or address, although these could have been gained from an electoral registry entry for a previous year using only first name and street name. 8) In 2005, SA walked into a coffee shop where I sat and appeared to photograph me with her phone, followed by someone else, with a pink limosine parked outside, all as if she had prior knowledge of my location.

Despite all this, SA always denied any online presence at all, and even used my claim to such to suggest to people I knew that I was 'mentally ill'. One possible counter-argument to the assertion of SA's involvement is that SA was also under surveillance and thus her movements were known, etc. However, SA's offline behaviour is too striking to suggest she was not online. She giggles embarresedly when I see her walking up the road; she looks extremely angry when I see her soon after I have placed a take personals ad aimed at her, then totally denies being so and hangs up without saying anything; she appears interested in me at the same time that messages on the Venue site allude to just such interest; she refuses to come to her door and claims, without reason, that I may have a knife, appears to pretend to call police, agrees to discuss the matter if someone else is present, then calls them claiming she is 'really tired'; she obviously and knowlingly has her phone tapped whilst demanding personal information; she involves the police, despite never being given my personal details, although these have already shown up in ads on the Venue site, resulting in a verbal injunction which she then violates; finally, in 2005, after the sum results of everything she enters a cafe where I sit as if she knows I will be there and points her phone at me, leaves, and comes back, whilst a limousine is parked outside. Clearly this is odd behaviour from someone who denies everything when asked and to others.

• SA consistently denies any presence online at all, to myself and others, and even originally claims to have no access to the internet, although she also verbally confirms JH's original exchanges with me which would have required an internet connection to view, and can be seen online currently advertising her alternative therapy practices. JH now has her own website.

• Both operate exclusively under alias, and never give out real identities or real contact details, and frequently operate multiple aliases simulataneously or in rapid succession. They also appear to adopt the identities or aliases of others.

• Both SA and JH frequently utilize male alias.

• SA consistently utilizes the alias 'Sarah', in intial e-mails and on the Venue website, possibly including the intial 'S', and often the initials 'S.D.', as in the case of 'Sarah Doherty', the supposed but obviously fraudulent twelve year old on the children's site, 'Sarah Davenport' on MSN messenger, and possibly a personal ad with the name 'SarahDC' on the Venue site.

• As noted, JH's online involvement, despite lack of personal contact, may be assumed in light of the apparent presence of two principal participants, including where early posts written by two authors carry the same IP, and the fact that SA had demonstrated her own involvement. An apparent Trojan vulnerability, noted below, does not negate the involvement of either. Poetgirl - who had obviously tracked me onto IRC, indicated in the mistake of producing the wrong e-mail address - JH Muldowney, on the first psychology forum, and Luciano on the second - all these have striking similarities, including the use of Italian themes, interest in psychology of one kind or another, an interest in and the production of poetry - Josie Muldowney even writes a spontaneous piece in response to my image, Luciano a piece requesting someone 'come a visiting' - even Luciano's claimed status as a black jack dealer as if a repetition of the actual e-mail address given to Poetgirl: all appear to be female, vaguely amorous or subtly insulting, and capable of writing poetry; all, in fact, appear to be JH and I would suggest are, and absolutely do not appear to be a lone eastern European man for some reason accompanying SA around the internet pretending to be a poetically-skilled and subtly insulting woman; and all have tracked me onto multiple websites and even onto IRC.

• Both, particularly JH, frequently operate Italian alias or theme (I used Italian themes only in two of my e-mail addresses early on), including: 'Poetgirl's' production of poetry in Italian on IRC; 'Verso' and 'Una' on the psychology forum guestbook; 'Luciano' on the psychology forum, repeated in spam received to one of my addresses soon after, and later also repeated on the second psychology forum as an alleged blind blackjack dealer with the same name; 'Eversio' on MSN Messenger; posts to the music site guestbook claiming somewhat unconvincingly to be by an 'Italian boy'; and possibly even a link to the front end of a 'scat' pornography site hidden behind an Italian alias also posted to the music site guestbook (I requested these removed). The Italian theme also turns up offline, including in suspect junkmail from a Clifton pizza company addressed to 'Tamzine' in 2003. This repetition of an Italian theme online is noted in light of the nature of much other material, and because, on that basis, it was one of the reasons I found del Naja's arrest so striking, as well as for its timing.

• There is a repeated use of teen themes - when taken in combination with the rest, including pornographic spamming, accounting for the obsession with child sex offences, something I now regard as entirely deliberate - including the messages posted to the children's site guestbook and which I regard SA or JH as most likely to be responsible for, SA's fake teen band website, her adoption of the identity of a teenage Asian boy living in Bangalore, e-mails referring to 'passion fruit smoothies', and the messages on the music site guestbook appearing, unconvincingly, to be placed by 'Italian boys'.

• The events outlined above, in the absence of actual conclusions which I struggle to form, are also selected below with regard to the child-sex concept and Operation Ore.

[edit] 2) Internet

• I was consistently tracked onto all the sites I frequented or went to, including, at least in most cases, by SA and JH. In total I frequented a mere seven sites, in addition to the chidren's site and a number of fake sites which were viewed minimally - in other words, an absolutely tiny fraction of the internet. This began on the record company site, then moved onto the Venue site after JH and SA began posting to it, followed by the first psychology forum, including its guestbook, slight use of MSN messenger, then the second psychology forum, the music website forum and guestbook, and then two poetry forums. Referral URLs, recorded by many commercial sites, are adequate for this purpose; JH and SA could have had access to such through the record co. site webmaster; Venue almost certainly records such information on its servers which Nigel Locker later told me are located at The Evening Post building.

• In addition, in light of the fact that I was obviously tracked onto IRC, which is not possible using referral URLs since IRC is not accessed using an internet browser, it is almost certainly the case that I was subject to a Trojan vulnerability during this time. The only other possibility is that of an IRC search, where a user may search for anyone using a particular alias, although I was using one as far as I know not known to SA or JH, where I assume the person I dealt with to be the latter, and IRC itself also constitutes numerous networks: a search can only be performed whilst connected to a given network. In addition, JH may have had a slight presence on an IRC channel I more regularly frequented myself. There are no other examples of this on IRC, in contrast to those on sundry websites and guestbooks.

The observation of an apparent Trojan does not negate the involvement of either SA or JH, but in fact depends on it, because it is clear that if such existed, they both utilised resultant access. A Trojan vulnerability can be used not only to browse an affected system, remove or deposit files, including incriminating evidence (I was never subject to the remote depositing or removal of data), but also to view sites using the affected system, including illegal content, in the manner of a proxy, with the identificatory details of the affected system deposited rather than those of the actual viewer. It is actually quite probable that the vast majority of Trojan 'traffic' is of this nature, where Trojan vulnerable systems are used to access illegal content safely. DDOS is a variation on this implementation where multiple proxies are used to overload a server, usually under ransom. These illustrate one of the real legal points with regard to Trojan-type access, where multiple users are accessing a vulnerable system which is then used for notable illegality, and any users, if identifiable, then become suspect. I of course have never accessed a pay-to-view site, impossible since I have never owned a credit card, and I have never used my debit card online, assuming it even can be.

• A message among those appearing in the slightly packed issues of Venue in November 2002, the same issue that boasts a weird 'game', vandalisation of the Redland allotments, people welcoming 'J' to Bristol, and the presence of a Lucy, an Isobel (who is dead), and the 'Seeker' from the second psychology forum, actually seems to boast Trojan access; being someone's 'bitch' is teen-hacker slang for being Trojan vulnerable:

Venue #536: 15 November - 21 November 2002 I saw you where I always see you. Again and again. For god's sake when will you realise what's good for you and be my bitch? Box S5362

• Anyone monitoring my connection during my first period of internet access between summer and October 2001 would have seen me access political material, including with reference to Potere Operaio, Antonio Negri, and my own father, in addition to maintaining e-mail contact with only a few people, including JW and one relative, and frequenting a couple of channels on IRC, including one where I had regular contact with one female user; in another visited only occasionally I had multiple contacts with a female Brazilian teacher from whom I also recieved one e-mail. They would have seen me download no pornography, or at best access some 'softcore' material very few times. Material of all kinds - personal nd political - would also have been present on my system. Illegal pornography was definitely never viewed. One e-mail was also sent which carried specific references to familial politicality, many forum postings exhibited obvious Left political orientation, and some forum posts carried more specific political references.

• Later events on more than one occasion make direct reference to the domains of Right Wing American lobby groups, Right Wing websites and openly display their political motivation. Material in Venue and later beyond do the same, everything from Anna Britten's 'Red Army choir' to 'shooting a red kangaroo', to the perhaps telling absurdity of implying my father's responsibility for my predicament that seems apparent in a book hidden in the American game 'Daggerfall: Oblivion', a book with overt Masonic overtones and which also seems to refer to certain international events in the right order. My regard for the involvement of or collaboration with Far Right politics and the deliberate attempt to blur political distinctions ('Your History', etc.), apportion blame to given communities in general, manipulate racial tensions, and so on, and the image of a 'popular front' obviously reducible to corporate capital and consumer culture decisive in terms of current political contexts, middle-east conflict and First World result, aggresive corporate and corporate American advance, etc., equivalent to my regard for the acceptable forms of Venue et al ('Land of the Free', red sports cars) and the use of both girls and their apparent co-operation in contrast to my own position, is regarded in this light.

• Anyone with Trojan access to my system, allowing them to access personal data or e-mail, might also have accessed private references to 'family matters' which they might also have sought to exploit.

• The attempt to imply my father was a Mason, antithetically to the truth, or any idiot variation thereof, the attempt to claim I am a terrorist or manufacture such status, the attempt to claim I am a paedophile or manufacture evidence to demonstrate such, and the attempt to claim Far Right affiliation where I have clearly been made deliberately subject to it, are all considered equilvalent acts of personal assassination and political expediency.

• The internet tracking that clearly occurred in 2002 and 2003 can be accomplished using referral URLs, logged by many commercial sites, almost certainly including the Northcliffe-owned servers that carry the Venue website. If SA or JH had the help of the webmaster of JH's record co. site they could have employed this method themselves. (One comment on the record company site message board appears to state that I have been seen looking at the message board, although this occurs after IPs are no longer publicly displayed.)

The fact that I had been tracked onto IRC, on the other hand, and the showing of remote connection attempts which stop when blocked at the end of 2002, strongly suggest a Trojan compromised system. Later comments in Venue magazine suggest access to private data, whether through remote access, intrusive action, or the passing of data by someone with remote access.

• A Trojan can only have been acquired through software from either JW or JP, or a file originating on the internet. In the first case, most software on my system came from JP, although it would appear much of it was unchecked. Both had been known to utilise Trojan's casually, for 'a laugh', although I do not suspect either of deliberate Trojan implantation in light of the fact that no telling comments were made which implied this, and the fact that where a Trojan is deliberately implanted, it's first user is the person responsible for that, and no material in this context implied this; I would consider much of it beyond either. Further, SA and JH are too obviously present and their behaviour is too suspect to require any other decisive involvement, whilst it is clear that I am tracked from site to site by an entire entourage, including those being deliberately involved on various forums, and the use of a Trojan vulnerability itself involves becoming one of any number of possible users. In the second case, the only file I remember downloading on the internet was one passed to me by an IRC user called Necro, apparently Eastern European, on a channel called #hackers which appeared to be a simple netstat application.

• A Trojan vulnerability may be exploited by deliberately implanting or passing the decisive file and then accessing the compromised system, scanning 'blind' for compromised systems, receiving details of a compromised system secondhand, eg. through a list of such, or by noting a given IP and scanning that for any sign of access. It is worth noting that the record co. site, the same one to which I posted e-mail addresses which were spammed to capacity, displayed the IPs of users until its second incarnation. Trojan access by both or any would imply the potential ability for credit card fraud too, although for my part I have never owned one.

• The fake 'time travelers or aliens' spam may be a reference to the malicious exploitation of a Trojan vulnerability, designed to, as it is put, 'ruin someone's entire life and health', and certainly illustrates malicious intention. Later comments carried a fatalistic theme on numerous occasions, including threats, racial content, suicide, the repetition, principally by what appears to be SA, of the teen theme, and the 'Moonface' piece on Trash Poetry constituted a clear reference to deliberate personal assassination.

• In one case e-mails strongly appearing to be from SA traced to the US, suggesting either that they were fake or that a proxy - via proxy server software or another Trojan vulnerable system - was being used. My exchanges with Sarah imply early Trojan access. My exchange with the alleged Bangalore teenager, which also strongly appears to be SA, also includes the invitation to 'traceroute', which as far as I know is not possible through messenger contact, but would have been a comment expected from someone confident that their IP is masked.

• SA, during this period, appears to specifically adopt aliases designed to represent teenagers, and certainly produces a fake teen band website which includes threats and material referring to suicide, themes which recur, and appears to have produced a piece of short fiction which implies a role in involving media, possibly accounting for the apparent access of Venue staff to private data, appears to have been spamming myself and guestbooks with pornography herself, may even have produced the reference to an Operation Ore support group in a Venue message and the later posting on Indymedia referring to Operation Ore directly in the context of criminal blackmail, and appears to be involving users of sundry forums, whilst her offline behaviour alone is striking.

JH appears to have tracked me onto IRC, made a telling remark implying I am seen looking at her record co. site message board, and may have produced the 'assassination' story appearing on Trash Poetry in 2003. Personals and messages on the Venue website and in Venue magazine refer to a fatalistic opposition ('butterflies vs, brain') implying a variety of blackmail, exhibit knowledge of personal details (like my full name) and even mock lack of knowledge of computers.

1) I have obviously been subject to a Trojan-compromised system. 2) That vulnerability has been exploited by any number of users. 3) Poetgirl, who appears to be JH, later the similar Luciano, has obviously tracked me onto IRC and made the mistake of producing the wrong e-mail address, demonstrating Trojan access. Therefore, among those users were JH and SA, who show the ability for IP masking, tracking, and possible access to private data. 4) Both repeatedly utilise male alias, repeatedly utilise Italian themes, and SA repeatedly employs race, threats, suicide, and teen themes, all striking in light of del Naja's arrest, later implications with regard to me, and the exploitation of supposed excuses with regard to family, sexuality, etc. It is also perfectly clear that either will say virtually anything and pretend to be virtually anyone, with varying degrees of success. 5) Both, particularly JH, are known for their trouble-making reputations and exhibit their apparent fatalism. 6) An entire entourage of internet users and journalists have been passed private data, probably via Trojan access, and were following me from site to site as the apparent result of having been deliberately involved and passed probably selective data by SA. 7) 'Blackmail', if considered at all, is limited to that of the personal variety and the political expediency the whole has fulfilled. 8) The blame is frequently apportioned in general terms, to racial groups, etc., or to parents, or vulnerable people considered suspect as the result of isolation, economic status, single status, use of legal pornography, etc., including because it is expedient to do so, and including myself. In my case, particularly in light of this examination of real events, that recieved far more attention than it ever deserved from me. 9) References to members of Massive Attack, in addition to del Naja's arrest considered in context, constitute either deliberate attempts to apportion blame, including racially, and including in light of del Naja's own opposition to the invasion of Iraq, to raise friction, or to have me regarded in a given light, or are the real result of involvement by or response to JH and SA, something about which I maintain great doubt. This would be comparable to the racial blame pattern, the involvement of, subjection to and attempt to associate with Far Right politics, the use of ciminal elements, etc. 10) Clear political motivation has been displayed, and has been shown in the manner in which this has been handled, including in the absence of legal process and legal rights, visible bias, and the continual involvement, access and cynical exploitation of media. 11) All the above, particularly the first few points, have been known and constantly suppressed and denied. These are not 'unpopular truths' because some people don't like them and assume they are therefore of 'racial import' - an assumption that has been manufactured and exploited for the purpose of manipulating disparities and aiding denial - but because they reveal what has actually taken place and how and for what reasons it has been used. 12) Knowledge of alleged incrimination, always lacking details, has been implied, and if this refers to real evidence, it has been manufactured, an act which renders both SA and JH at least suspect, and this too has been known. The possible early involvement of Venue staff, in addition to visible bias, renders them potentially suspect for the same reasons, regardless of who was or wasn't responsible for editing messages on websites and magazines, etc. Under these circumstances, anyone can be framed, it just appears very clearly that I have been the subject of such effort and status. 13) The involvement of coherent conspiratorial groups, in light of selective data access, capital considered as coherent interest in itself, etc., and the corporate nature, power and behaviour of modern media, needn't be demanded. Freemasonry appears to have been visibly implied, on more than one occasion and in more than one sense; that certain past conspiracies 'no longer exist' in coherent form is of no importance whatsoever, where political interests are entirely current and match visible conditions. Scientology appears to have been implied, at least in one post on the second psychology forum, albeit in staggeringly absurd combination, whilst Scientologists appear to have been seen more recently, albeit only after I viewed information about the organisation on the internet for the first time. This too exhibits frequent contradiction, and there seems little cause to assume long-term involvement. It is also entirely obvious that any coherent organisational involvement must be known to a media which co-operates with it, however suppressed, and may also be an image manipulated in the same manner and for the same purposes as those pertinent to race, gender, sexuality and other real or potential disparities, and the political motivations and expediencies noted above. 14) I have been subject for five years to continual surveillance, harassment, suspect police behaviour and a complete suspension of legal rights, constant media access and scam, and every available allegation under the sun of which that considered here is but one example, a situation resulting in an atmosphere of fear, endless mystification and tension, and where I am constantly exposed to others who fear being regarded as suspect or whose potential and frequently pissant and misguided personal motivations are exploited and who are made the most vacuous of collaborators, conspirators and fools, right up to and including my own family members - in some cases hardly surprising - and at vast personal and practical expense to me.

• As a footnote, a recent virus scan showed up three Trojan infections in the system volume information of two hard disk partititions which had somehow been contracted within a six day period despite my not having taken on any new files or viewed any sites I might have considered suspect. The most likely source would have to be online advertising, all on sites or nwtworks (like MSN UK) which are supposed to be considered virus free.

• In light of a possible Trojan vulnerability it may be supposed that other unidentified participants were also involved. Quite apart from possible Trojan vulnerability, participants, passive or active, had to include others frequenting affected forums who appeared to be being deliberately involved by JH or SA and thus viewing any pertinent space, and possibly also posting to them, as indicated by their remarks on their own forums; and Venue staff, discussed below. In summary:

1) JH and SA were both present on the internet and tracked me onto multiple sites and IRC, and appear to have had Trojan access, as indicated by the correlation of SA's online and offline behaviour. The Trojan vulnerability is clearly demonstrated by the 'dead giveaway' of Poetgirl's production on IRC of an e-mail address she should not have had, Poetgirl bearing a striking resemblance to Josie Muldowney and Luciano, and all appearing to be JH, although others (like Anna Britten, for example) are possible. 2) Youths in Bristol, including those shouting abuse from cars, etc., and others, were obviously viewing the record co. site in the first place and any number of others may have been present after a certain point and thus have had Trojan access. 3) One piece appearing to be written by SA suggests deliberate involvement of media. It also seemed that sundry users of the various sites were being involved. 4) Journalists from Venue and Northcliffe, those who were using articles and titling for the purpose of escalation and obviously faking messages, etc., were also following me onto multiple sites and may have had Trojan access. 5) A single local police officer had information necessary to be viewing the record co. site at the beginning of 2001. Whilst the presence of police in messages may be faked, police comments in Venue nonetheless suggest knowledge and seem to refer to the youths mentioned above as 'new recruits', whilst police behaviour is inadequate, suspect and biased.

• I was only ever infected with a single virus that I was able to locate, that contracted from an e-mail sent to an address that had been given only to 'Poetgirl' and used in one exchange with a user of the music site guestbook who I apparently mistook for another of JH's aliases, and carrying the domain of an American conservative lobby group.

• Pornography is spammed to a number of my e-mail addresses on several occasions, but where the spam is obviously personalized and not the result of usual internet spamming operations, as indicated by its timing, odd comments or domain names, and the fact that it was received to addresses which had not been given out but used only in contact with addresses I assumed to be operated by SA and JH or were only available via links SA had been given: for example, I received a piece of spam to an address only available via a link to a guestbook I had created (not even available though a search engine) which I had only given to 'Sarah', showing a naked blonde woman in a shower, photographed from a low angle, with the comment or domain name 'youhaaaaaa', as if laughing at me, immediately after I first viewed the fake teen band website which SA was obviously principally operating. Pornography is also spammed to the music site guestbook, both a link to the front end of a 'scat' porn site hidden behind an Italian alias, and a series of amateur pornography links, obviously contrived, as indicated by certain remarks appearing with the post, and also a single image on the poetry forum Trash Poetry showing a woman with an apple inserted in her vagina.

• In addition to pornography spam, I also received obviously contrived spam of other kinds including (but by no means limited to): the mailing designed to resemble those associated with monetary scam but referring instead to 'time travellers or aliens'; the piece of spam utilising the name 'Luciano' and every available variation after the thread using this name, appearing to be written by SA as a response to my take personals ad on the Venue site, had been removed from the first psychology forum; the Russian personals mailings from 'Sirena Skipper' and 'Julietta Dunne', both signed 'Svetlana'; and credit spam referring to 'blairite.com' and for a security weaponry company, both received immediately after JH and SA appeared to have been ejected from the first psychology forum.

[edit] 3) Myself

• I always used my own name in e-mails when dealing with anyone I thought was JH or SA, in contrast to the exclusive use of alias by anyone I dealt with. I never received an e-mail from either identifying themselves using their names.

• I did not use multiple identities at the same time on the forums I frequented, and usually used only one. I used one identity on the first psychology forum which I had already frequented for some time; after that I used my own name on the second; I maintained one alias on the music forum, and made only three postings to the attendent guestbook, in desperation; I used three aliases, including the same alias as I had on the first psychology forum, on one of the poetry sites, in succession; after this I gave up and posted to the last site, another poetry forum and one which allowed anyone to post without registration, using any name I cared for, which was the typical practice for many of its users.

• I never used remailers or any other method to alter e-mail addresses, etc., or proxy servers to hide my IP, although such methods appear to have been used by people dealing with me (for example, the e-mail from 'Jamie Adams' which strongly appears to be from SA, traced only as far as the US), and I used only two internet accounts in succession.

• I openly verbally discussed the internet and what was going on there with SA, despite her constant denial of any such presence.

• I deliberately spammed people with material on very few occasions. The first was that to an Asian DJ cited above; after this I directed a couple of pieces of commerical newsletter type spam to who I thought was SA after her apparent adoption of alias, including those belonging to real persons like the alleged Asian teenager in Bangalore, and being spammed with the credit and security weaponry spam.

• I gave up numerous e-mail addresses as the result of spam, including both my mail.com addresses, which filled to capacity with spam of every variety, and both my main, my standby, and my second Hotmail accounts. I also received the obviously contrived spam mentioned in the chronology.

• I never placed a single message in Venue magazine. The only message that bore any relationship to anything I had written was that appearing in Venue 523 (14 June - 28 June 2002) which had been submitted through the website form to appear on the site quite some time before and was retracted, and which appeared slightly rewritten and with a box number.

• I had no internet access of my own after early 2003, and by 2004 only used the internet at all to occasionally record material appearing on the Venue website.

[edit] 4) Informants, Acquaintances, Family

Esther, Kirsty, Tim, Madalyn - References to Esther in Venue messages included at least allusion to name, family and friends, and allusions to current location, and possibly initials, possibly current partner, and that she may now have a child, all only recently noticed. An advert for Estee Lauder perfume appearing in 2004 both plays on the name and shows the presence of a visual reference.

Venue #512: 11 January - 25 January 2002 I Saw You, the naughty mermaid on New Years Day. Me: ruined sailor boy, dashed against the rocks of your blue planet. Dazed & confused, making no attempt to escape, even though the water was rising. PS you small of haddock.

('Dazed and Confused', a song by Led Zeppelin, which would have been pertinent at that time - the ad for Estee Lauder in 2004 was accompanied by ads, including directly below on the advertising post on Gloucester Road, for sony walkman, titled 'the soundtrack to Your life' showing the figure of a man composed from wire resembling a chalk outline at a murder scene.)

Venue #523: 14 June - 28 June 2002 I Saw You in my bed, giving me the best koala hugs and kisses. At 26 you are sexier than ever. Happy Birthday from the Giraffe xxxx Box No 5939

('The Giraffe', I assume would be SA, who would also be approxiamtely this age, but regardless refers to someone tall, an equivalation or connection made clear in the Estee Lauder ad in 2004; this is the first of references to Australia, which is where Esther now is.)

I Saw You at Mandalyns I came in again Mando, your name a wonderful name to compliment your deep delicious eyes xxx Box No 5930

I Saw You at Mandalyns, its me again. I think your name is Mandy or Manda. I cant get you out of my head. Box No 5932

(The author of these refers to a name which is a short form of the name of the place mentioned: 'Madalyn' or 'Madaleine' - 'Maddy' - Esther's sister.)

Venue #531: 4 October - 18 October 2002 I saw you at the E-Shed. Tall, leggy...all eyes on you, with taught, lithe skin. Here's to the next 26 years! Love ya baby!

I saw you at Birth. Wonderful Mump! Now you know there is a reason to read 'I saw you'. I love ya xxx Esty. Box no 7212

(This actually signed 'Esty', an abbreviation, like 'Maddy', and phonetically identical to 'Estee'.)

I saw you at the Roo Bar. You had big eyebrows and a lovely pair of winkle pickers. Oh Kirsty, I love you. Will you be my Michael Jackson and blow bubbles? Box no 7216

('Kirsty' - one of Esther's closest school-friends. This message also refers to Michael Jackson, tried in child-sex allegations more than once, and also non-white, pertinent in light of the later message refrring to 'Ben' as a 'nigger', Ben also being the name of oen of Esther's later boyfriends.)

I saw you at R.S.V.P in Bath. You walked through the door and my heart skipped a beat. You said your name was Tim and you owned a laundrette. You wanted to watch my smalls go round! Box no, 7137

('Tim' - Esther's father.)

I saw you Erotic Dave, Eramos pocos y paria la abuela. Can't wait to marry you my little wallaby.

('Dave' turns up more than once, possibly the name of Esther's current partner, and again, the reference to Australia.)

Venue #543: I Saw You at Watershed (Box Office, CafE Bar, Admin, Kitchen). It has been lovely working with you GSs. Un Grande abbraccio (a big hug), Maurizio xxx

(The 'cafe' messages were always written 'CafE' with both 'C' and 'E' capitalised; E.C. are also esther's initials.)

Venue website: February 2004 Saw you in Zansi bar in derby sat 24th january. My name is Kirsty, Iam sure you will definatley remeber me. You went home just before 2am. If you tell me where you live, I will know if its you! www.kirsty@cuict.co.uk

(This later message from the website seeks confirmation of identity, inexplicably, since anyone with my address and concerned in any way would put a note through my door, not leave a message on this website asking for my address.)

Venue website: April 2004 ben n*****(?) and you werent there. i had to eye up your sketch book in the rwa and marvel at your wit. i dont know what you look like but i've looked round your house...i've seen your room. freaked out? i know i am. x clemencyp** **hotmail.com

(This message appeared immediately after my experience with a blue Escort probably associated with the Far Right, and certainly Right Wing, on Kerstemen Road. 'Ben' is also the name of one of esther's later boyfriends.)

Information must have come from either:

1) Herself 2) Family 3) Friends 4) Information acquired at the time

Tim and Kirsty are also named in messages at this time, and a later message on the Venue website also appears to be written by Krsty. I also sighted someone resembling Kirsty passing me in the daytime on a moped on Kerstemen Road (which also sounds like her name) in 2004; for this reason I consider her the most likely source, although she may also be in contact with and have involved Esther. She would also have been in possession of photographs. The lookalike in the advert appearing in 2004 also wears a collar, perhaps implying 'collared', meaning caught, although the intention of the image appears to be to draw an absurd equivalation with SA, and to play on racial and gender conflict. In light of the presence of a Masonic design in the early 1990s, the last possibility cannot be ruled out.

Arkwright Road - The presence of various items indicates either:

1) Responsibility of family members 2) Outside infiltration

The first is the most likely of the two. The inclusion of an Italian political document from the 1950s, probably orthodox Left/Stalinist, indicates access to such, although no one in the house actually speaks Italian at all or has any pertinent political interest. Other motifs included race and the child-sex theme. My original assumption was that the document most likely belonged to Guido, and the most likely source would therefore be Marco or one of his children. A surreptitious reference to Marco appeared in Venue in the form of an article on Venice, with reference of course to 'San Marco'; Emma was referenced in G2 in 2003 or 2004 by name and lookalike, the same media source which adopted the image of an L-plate worn on the back immediately after I returned from London and the card went missing from my flat, and that used the name of Diana's cat in the same article. The name Asa, that of Emma's brother, also appeared in one message in the magazine comparatively early on, and later once or twice on the Venue website. A message which appeared on the Venue website in 2007 appeared to be written by Emma and play on a remark she had made to me in 1998. Remarks made by others, including Clair, Kate and most overtly Sylvia, in 2007, indicate definite knowledge, even if only media-dependent, and for that reason Sylvia and even others may also have been responsible for some of the offensive rubbish seen at Arkwright road in 2003, and including in light of the offenisive nature of their later conduct. Stickers and other material seen around the area copied the themes and resembled those in Bristol, indicating at least a transferral of this to Hampstead anyway.

Lucy and Claire - Lucy appeared referenced in Venue messages very early on, during 2002, only just particualrly noted. A message also appeared on the Inertia site at that time using this name. Claire also appears referenced in this context, although the name had been used in a Rear view piece by Anna Britten, possibly for the same reason. That these messages might have actually been intended to refer to these people is something only now apparent; at the time I took them for meaningless, surreptitious references to JH, or plays on a feminine form of my own name.

Venue website: January 2002 BEN I've seen you around the triangle a few times. Usually with your sister whose nose is not as bad as yours (your words not mine!) I think you are gorgeous nose and all! You said you were sort of seeing someone but that did'nt stop you kissing me in Ha Ha Bar ....Why don't you leave your sister alone for once and come out with me? You won't regret it! Claire X missyc@talk21.com

Inertia Records message board: 6 June 2002 Subject: hefner Author: lucy [ 132.185.132.12 ] (a@a.co.uk) Date: 6/12/2002 11:56:17 AM are hefner playing the JWz cafe on sunday?

(The above uses Lucy's name, at the time taken for a feminine form of my own; Camden is near to Lucy's location in Hampstead.)

Venue #523: 14 June - 28 June 2002 I Saw You at the Farm, I think you ride a scooter and have a lovely hooter I think your mums called claire and you have wicked hair. Box No 59122

(Lucy's mother's name is Claire, and at the time, at age eight or so, she indeed owned a Scootech scooter.)

Venue #536: 15 November - 21 November 2002 I saw you at The E-Shed, hey Guapa! You're looking so good tonight babe, can you guess who I am? From your brunette love bitch. Box S5366

I saw you at Rolf & Dave's Halloween party 2nd Nov. You were dressed as Wednesday Adams. Who would have thought any man could look so good dressed as a woman; nice legs, fantastic handbag. Maybe I could be your Pugsley and you could tower over me? Box S53618

I saw you at Rolf & Dave's Halloween party on Saturday Nov. 2nd. You were dressed as David "Bargain Hunt" Dickinson in that wonderful 3 piece suit with the black mullet wig. Fancy coming to value me? Cheap as chips! Box S53622

I saw you at The Watershed. It's a crime that people don't have lime in their San Miguel. I appreciate your hell! With that red (ish) dress in mind, I think that you're the kind of girl to give me a yell. Box S53629

(Someone certainly resembling Lucy walked past me outside Arkwright Road in mid-2007 in a red dress.)

I saw you at The Lamb and Lion Sunday night Karaoke. Song C David song for you. Lost your number. Lucy from Keynsham. Box S53730

(This one using this name again.)

Venue #536: 22 November - 28 November 2002 I Saw You at The Watershed looking like a little ninja girl. Dark long brown hair and low black top. You were standing at the bar next to me, we exchanged glances and said hi. Box S53723

These are either:

1) Written by the persons themselves 2) Written by someone else and dependent on surveillance knowledge, recent or otherwise 3) Written by someone else and dependent on information passed by a family member or similar 4) Written by an actual family member

And any combination thereof. Given her age at the time these messages appeared in 2002, around eight years old, it seems most likely that these were written by someone with pertinent knowledge, however that was gained. I visited the address in Christmas 2000, and had visited Arkwright Road during Christmas 2001, which might provide a connection. I would consider the second of the above possibilities the most likely principle answer, and particularly disturbing for that reason. This would of course involve surveillance, and cameras and microphones would suffice to provide details of physical appearance and names, just like that which went on to be applied to me in Bristol. Another possibility is that the original two internet messages were actually written by Lucy and Claire, however they gained knowledge of what was going on, particularly so early on, and that following additions in Venue magazine were a result of the abuse of knowledge so acquired. These references to Lucy also seem to be one of the principal 'crimes' of which I was 'accused', and pertinent to material in Venue only shorly after, particularly material by Anna Britten - her references to Roman Polanski and his alleged knowledge of adolescent girls and the 'barstards who destroy them' seems desgined to imply that I am resppnsible for this since I possess the pertinent knowledge - and Kate Whithers - or at least, messages appearing in Venue coicident with her Rear View piece which refer to a relationship as a 'sin' and someone having their hair in pig tails (like Wednesday Adams); all this was of course totally lost on me until very recently. Lucy herself implied knowledge in 2003 on a card for Diana at Arkwright Road, showing two cats, one of which was being kicked, with the names 'Goblino and Sootica', as if referring to del Naja and SA. In 2007, now presumably around fifteen, she appeared to have walked past me slightly 'dolled-up' outside the house, although it did not occur to me at the time that this was who this was, and possibly designed to match herself to one of the messages which appeared in 2002. Obviously, in light of the proliferation of lookalikes, this is still open to question. If this was Lucy, the obvious question is what she thought she was doing and what motivated her to do so. During this visit I also found scraps of torn up diaries and drawings in the waste basket in the room I was occupying.

Kate - Appeared referenced in fabricated anti-semitic/anti-Trotskyite posters displayed in a car on kerstemen Road in 2003, with the slogan 'Vote Kate Liptrot' and showing a woman resembling Kate with money and biscuits being pushed toward her mouth.

Other pertinent references in messages included Palmira's husband John in 2002, who then died in 2003 or 2004, and who lived next door to me; both were Left wing and had been associated with the SWP; JP, an acquaintance, Gwen, JP's mother, and a mailing I recieved to my home address to 'Tamzine' as if a play on the name of JP's sister; someone on the Laing forum also used the name Fleur, which was also that of one of JP's ex-girlfriends; Craig, in a Venue letter in 2003, and GS, both of whom were also known to SA; the name Isobel, also that of Cecil Powell's deceased wife and whom myself and my mother used to visit at her address in Clifton, is used in one message appearing in 2002 in the same issue that contains all the references to Lucy, although this may be pure chance since only one such message is sighted; obviously this reference is to an acquaintance of my childhood; Donna, someone I had met some years previously, at the time a guest of GS's mother, and also an employee of a Venue publishing magazine called Folio: interestingly this name occurs in a message referring to a party in Bath directly below the message of mine that appeared anomalously in early 2002, suggesting Donna may have been responsible.

Venue #531: 4 October - 18 October 2002 I saw you at the Watershed. Blonde, bright-eyed and bootylicious. I think you were called ace. Give me some sugar baby! Box no 7226

Venue #536: 15 November - 21 November 2002 I saw you at The Star and Garter Jason. You work at BAE. Can you remember what I do?! I think you should know that I definitely fancy the pants off you! See you soon...? Love Isobel. Box S53628

Venue #537: 22 November - 28 November 2002 I saw you at The Watershed. Your manky mullet does you no good, you should drink more Tiger Beer because you're only a pussy cat. Nice cashew coat from Oxfam Toby, good luck in employment! Box S53717

Venue #523: 14 June - 28 June 2002 I Saw You, Instantly, chemically, I faltered to reach you, untouchable, no mortal My mirror-muse knows of absences more, expressive in the promise of a stupid vow, than there is any sweet or sensuos presence Miss Parallax, Paranupt, Paradox, Pare....done Box No 5954

I Saw You Donna, blagging tbe last of my spliff at the Meridian Place Party on the 25th. You were lovely - if it hadn't been the very last of my stash I would have skinned up for you all night! Box No 5955

Sylvia's knowledge is mentioned above; My grandmother, in light of her statements and actions, particularly since I have been living with her from late 2005 onward, seems to display knowledge which she nonetheless denies and performs similar actions and plays on similar themes to those shopworn over the last six years, accidentally or not. She could not be said in my view to have offered any meaningful personal support, as the result of either or both an absence of understanding or an inability or unwillingness to do so, only that of the practical and financial variety, with which she knows perfectly well I have no choice. Her comments with regard to my basic and very real experiences, including in light of their results, are at best offensive - she told me at one point that she didn't think the material which I arduously typed up for her whilst I was still in Bristol was actually true (!) and has since helped to have me committed to a mental hospital (!) and put on drugs because she insists I am a danger to others - presumably their property, despite my own 'disappearances', and despite the obvious fact that I have been consistently personally attacked and threatened, i.e. placed in danger, myself for at least six years, God knows how I have coped, and the fact that this has to some extent continued here in Italy, including the lookalikes cited and what I regarded as threatening behaviour by people with savage-looking dogs, amidst the devasation of what has happened, and that the 'informant' involved in this incident actually appeared to be associated with what she herself had claimed was a local brothel and not even the owner of the damaged car, which, being a red Ford Fiesta like the one in the crypto-Fascist advert in the Guardian, was probably parked under the balcony, as with so many examples, to get just this kind of result from me, and the same informant then tried to start a fight with me on the street once police had gone; and that, of course, such things only happen in the absence of any other means to express one's outrage and disgust at what is being done, not because there is something 'wrong' with the person. Her views, on the other hand, the exact complimentary and antithetical equivalent of mine, and on various subjects, always appear to be those of authority - newspapers, television, state, police, psychiatry: her puzzlement at my suggestion of criticality toward informational sources, including television, her view of Rifondazione, or Negri, an issue so important to John, as 'troublemakers'; and frequently in total ignorance of any real facts whatsoever: the important thing is the presence of a figure of authority, and ultimately her own ability to claim such status herself, through mere attachment, or to use a blunt Americanism, 'asskissing'. Her views on psychiatry are appalling and can be summed up, finally, literally with finality in terms of my relationship with my grandmother, in the message that started all the trouble in the first place, written by a Bristolian yob who was probably among those shouting abuse at me from cars and trying to start a fight with me on the street on one occasion:

Venue #511: 17 December 2001 - 11 January 2002 I Saw You. Instantly, chemically, I faltered to fall in love, unattainable Pandora. My love knows of absences more, expressive in the promise of hope, than there is in any presence. Mr Paranoid, Paranerd, Paradox...

It is easy to see why, quite apart from my own radical, interactional views of mental health and my own overt criticality toward 'biological' psychiatry, that this is of the greatest personal imposition and personal offense to me of anything yet. She has suggested to me that I 'need' the drugs I have been prescribed because doctors have said so, drugs tht actually did quite alot of damage to my system, and as long as I am under her roof, which she knows full well I have no choice but to be, I must do as she says: in other words, whilst I am dependent on her she believes I have no right to control even my own body. In light of all this, and my failed efforts to get through to her, what she actually thinks is a somewhat moot point, comparable to her understanding of her deceased daughter. That all this also makes my grandmother, an alleged ex-Communist, although I do not regard her as in any sense recognisably Marxist, an effective collaborator with Right Wing thugs, corporate media and advertisers, beginning, after all, with a magazine and newspaper owned by Daily Mail and General Trust, basic rights violation, state and police corruption, Freemasonry and possibly even Scientology, which may tend to operate in precisely this manner, is at best a joke of Orwellian proportions. My grandmother became another problem: so much for that.

[edit] 5) Venue magazine and Northcliffe

• This pattern only passed to the Venue site, at least that I noticed, after JH and SA began posting on it in April 2002, perhaps pre-empted by my mention of Venue in one message months before in my first exchange with JH on the record co., site, and which may have also accounted for the message insulting me in the magazine in December 2002, a message mentioned in one of my e-mails to 'Sarah', and which I took to have been written either by JH (who had actually encouraged people to do this) or one of her friends or frustrated 'admirers'. That original message was followed by my own 'version', sent through the website form but retracted, appearing slightly rewritten and with a box number some time later in the magazine in June 2002, and it was possible that this was done by a member of Venue staff in response to JH and SA posting on the site. After events on the children's website and my angry e-mails, JH and SA began visibly posting on the Venue site, whilst personals ads appearing around this time - particularly one entitled 'The Girlfriend', which I took to be a response to an e-mail I had sent to Venue editorial - appear also to be the first noted work of Venue staff.

• Messages on the website and in the magazine after this show absorption of what was happening to the point of saturation, and include JH and SA, who certainly post to the website repeatedly; myself, where my contributions are solely to the website and comparatively few, and restricted to very early on; and sundry others, including the owners of the car which had been spray painted; their friends, almost certainly the people responsible for the attack on the Redland allotments; and an increasing number of people, including Far Right sympathizers, etc., and even messages allegedly the work of local police, something that ends up resembling a free-for-all. These messages attack or threaten me very particularly, as well as being aimed at JH or SA, and include racial and sexual and political content. Venue staff had been noted to be contributors to magazine messages, and there are a number which appear to feature them or be written by them, whilst my submissions were to the website only, and in light of messages appearing to be placed by me, it is safe to assume that many were being faked, as suggested below. Note that the content of messages is not deemed 'offensive' simply because it is 'nasty', but because of what it appears designed to achieve, ie. escalation and scam; similarly, 'racist' content is not of concern simply because of its nature, but because it was being placed by Far Right sympathisers or members of Far Right groups who went on to become involved offline, although 'racial' content and overtly Right Wing bias was clearly surprisingly common and went on to be reflected elsewhere.

• Venue staff or contributors - notably including Eugene Byrne, Daryl Bullock, Anna Britten, Melissa Blease, Emma Parkinson, Rebecca Dean, Kate Whithers, Stan Broadwell, etc. - demonstrate their knowledge of what is occurring to saturation point on their website and in the magazine in 2003, particularly in the content of the Rear View pieces. After this, in mid-2003, the rest of the magazine also shows evidence of the same absorption into editorial content, most obviously demonstrated in the near-hysterical escalatory titling of articles.

Venue titles:

Venue 567: Going Down A Storm, Swede As A Nut, Bright Young Things, On The Warpath, Food For Thought, Old Scool Thai, E's Good, What Not To Watch, City Slicker, Marriage Of Convenience, Homage To Catalonia; Venue 570: Court In The Act, Worldly Wise, Waiting For The Blackout, Pump It Up, Court Appearance, Open Air Force, Place Your Bids, Your History, Marathon Effort, Round Your Way, Griller Thriller, One Foot In The Grave

Rear View columns by issue:

Venue 537: Kate Whithers - Mum's The Word

Venue 544: Nigel Tassell - Pluck Off And Die

Venue 545: Del Hibbert - Shooting From The Hip-Hop

Venue 548: Melissa Blease - Slim Pickings

Venue 549: Melissa Blease - A Star Is Torn

Venue 550: Eugene Byrne - Critical Mess

Venue 552: Eugene Byrne - University Challenge

Venue 553: Anna Britten - Crimes Of The Art

Venue 554: Marc Crewe - Apostrophe Now!

Venue 556: Anna Britten - Nerd Up!

Venue 558: Kate Whithers - Worse For Wear?

Venue 560: Melissa Blease - SARS In Their Eyes

Venue 561: Daryl Bullock - Lip Service

Venue 562: Iain Oakwood - Giving Up God

Venue 563: Emma Parkinson - Shut It!

Venue 566: Craig Reynolds - All Tickety Boo

Venue 567: Anna Britten - Girly Warning

Venue 569: Kate Whithers - Can't Complain

Venue 568: Melissa Blease - Better Snob Than Slob

Venue 570: Tony Benjamin - Anyone For Glasters?

Venue 571: Del Hibbert - Black And Blue

Venue 572: Julian Owen - Dressed To Thrill

Venue 573: Eugene Byrne - The Last Resort

Venue 574: Stan Broadwell - Psychodramatic

• Messages in Venue are quite obviously placed by staff, whilst some often coincide with the Rear View columns (for example, those coinciding with one of Kate Whithers' pieces which congratulate those responsible for attacks on the Redland allotments). Others often appear to be placed by people appearing in articles coincident with messages - in other words, the messages, with reference to myself and others, were tying in with editorial content in the same issues - although phone calls to these people demonstrated the messages to be fraudulent. In all cases, editorial knowledge is required for messages designed to coincide with editorial content in the same issue, and they must thus have been placed by Venue staff.

• Advertising in the magazine also began to show awareness of events online and off, indicating much wider involvement, albeit possibly limited to that of graphic designers producing the material and ad sales staff encouraging particular businesses to advertise in the magazine at the right time, including by using incentives. Notably, after messages in the magazine alluded to the destruction of the Redland allotments, a Bristol City Council allotment ad appeared in the magazine; similarly, after I visited a local solicitor to attempt to ascertain my actual rights, rubbish was dumped outside their offices, including a broken five foot fan, reminiscent of the 'symbolic' rubbish dumped along my routes, and an ad then appeared for the same legal practice in the magazine.

• Beyond a certain point it became clear to me that Venue and Evening Post staff were also viewing other sites on which this was taking place, whether as the result of the use of referral URLs, being passed the pertinent websites by others, or the exploitation of Trojan vulnerability by journalists themselves. A good illustration of this is the Rear View piece and accompanying image appearing in Venue in mid-2003 and written by Stan Broadwell on the subject of mental health and crime, called 'Psychodramatic', which uses a still from the film One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest where the principal character dowses the other patients with a hose: I had been frequenting the Trash Poetry forum, the last website to be so frequented, and two of whose principal users were minor mental health diagnosees, and had a few days before made a series of cataclysmic posts on the forum at the end of my tether (I was at the time sleeping on someone else's floor as the result of what had been taking place) and resulting in all the posts on the site disappearing since it was of limited capacity.

• During this period Venue was being run from the offices of its sister Northcliffe publication The Evening Post whilst its own offices were undergoing renovation. The Evening Post also showed signs of this, to a lesser degree of saturation in light of its nature as an actual paper, including in the Barry Beelzebub columns, and the occasional whimsical side-piece, and competitions, one based on Cluedo asking readers to solve a murder at the offices, and, more particularly, another offering the chance to win utility payments showing a street bin, photographed at night and daubed with the words 'Bye Bill', coinciding with identical bins being smashed up on Gloucester Road.

• Although manager Nigel Locker assures me, after being confronted and asking his staff, that his staff have told him they do not know who I am, etc. - where he is lying or is being lied to, unsurprisingly, since staff admitting any such thing would face possible redundancy - I am also previously acquainted with and thus previously known to two Venue publishing staff: Donna Owen, who works for VP publication Folio, and JP Braun, according to Locker the person some-time responsible for checking messages for web and print, and who I had attended college with in the early-to-mid nineties. In addition, quite apart from the obvious absorption into editorial content and involvement of Venue staff which appears lost on Locker, Eugene Byrne clearly recognizes me in the street in 2002, before I have ever posted any image of myself to the internet and before I assumed surveillance to have been established, indicating his access to either hard disk content via the exploitation of an illegal Trojan vulnerability - including because such information was actually being passed to him by others involved online, eg. SA - or to data resulting from surveillance, to whatever extent, established early on. Further, after the involvement of police in 2004, I am confronted by an officer in possession of three anonymous messages sent through the Venue website form, in violation of Venue anonymity policy as stated to me by Locker, which would have had to have been identified from amidst numerous submitted to the site, despite being sent from an IP not used for such previously, and thus illustrating the awareness of who I am and what had been going on that was being simultaneously denied by staff.

• Nigel Locker has either lied or been consistently lied to by his staff, almost all of whom were involved in this. Even after Locker was passed material by me showing a selection of the worst messages that had appeared on the Venue site and in the magazine and which he admitted might be a bit of problem, he failed to spot messages appearing on the website immediately afterward alluding to this very material and the fact that it had been passed to him and thus displaying such knowledge and insulting me. His grasp of the nature of staff working under him, what goes on on the internet and in the Venue messages, and what goes on in Bristol, appears to be bordering on non-existent. Either that or he really is actually just a convincing liar.

• It was as the result of the passing of what had taken place initially on one website, and later on a number of websites, onto the Venue website and into the Venue messages, and the adoption of this by Venue staff, that knowledge of this was proliferated around Bristol, and ultimately into the mainstream media at large. I repeat, proliferation into mainstream media would have been deeply unlikely to have occurred without its presence on the Venue website, in Venue magazine, and its (surprising to me at the time) adoption by Venue itself. This quite despite, and in fact in possible collaboration with, SA's visible efforts at scam and escalation, including references to the media in the Christ thread on the psychology forum. Since JH and SA, either or both, appeared to be deliberately involving the users of forums, etc., it is at least possible that they were also involving Venue staff, although this would not be by any means required.

• It is in light of the conduct of Venue staff - lower staff, graphics staff, and actual writers - the offensive and inflammatory nature of much of the material and the hysterical escalation that it pursued, the corruption, politics and bias it chose to reflect, and the effects, that I regard Venue on a par with the notorious role of the Springer press in Germany in the 1960s, and regardless of Venue's capacity to obfuscate the intentions and activities of staff, the worst of its readers, and local police at al, or make itself 'look' anything but, something I regard as no more than image management; this is also a regard I have ultimately come to have for the majority of the mainstream media and press, including at least the fringes of the 'liberal' broadsheets, like the magazines and supplements.

• Regarding Venue itself, I regard it as a reactionary scandal-seeking corporate 'magazine' that exudes the worst of the diparities of modern corporate-driven urban life and with lowest common denominator politics comparable to a Right Wing tabloid with all the middle-class 'liberal' trimmings of wine and travel guides to cover up the pole and n****r jokes. Even Venue in 2008 is still telling you, alongside afforable art fairs, that people from rural Gloucestershire, which falls within the net of 'Venueland' and which they must therefore own, are mad and chase cheese down hills - a very slight improvement on claims in 2003 that anyone outside Bristol is an incestuous inbred - a description which sounds strangely like Venue's own readership and staff if the I Saw Yous collected were anything to go by. Venue's (incestuous inbred) Northcliffe twin The Evening Post, with its bare-faced celebrations and encouragements to reactionary urban violence, proved just as bad.

[edit] 6) Others in Bristol

• The previous occupants of the end house of the street I lived on and owners of the car I had sprayed paint on never pressed charges against me, despite later being in possession of my address which they obtained after I was seen leaving my house by their friends. These friends of theirs were youths seen outside my house in a white Manta (reg. E333KRK) and seen talking to them afterward, and who were probably then responsible for damage to the Redland allotments. I first encountered these people at all when one of them, apparently drunk, sang a song as I passed one night in early 2001, I assumed alluding to JH. In early 2002 I overheard a screaming argument between them late one night which I assumed to pertain to either the message in Venue in December 2001 or the messages which had just occurred on the children's site, and I encountered them again when they shouted abuse at me from their car on Gloucester Road. These people appear to go on, with their friends, to post messages repeatedly in Venue magazine naming themselves as Annie and Matt, and their friends place numerous messages also, including apparently boasting about attacks on the allotments.

• The surely fake lost cat posters put up around Redland in 2003 and taken down the day after the publication of the latest issue of Venue magazine carried contact details for someone called 'Dan'. One of these was also put up on a bus stop on Gloucester Road opposite the club flyer carrying hand-written threats, and coinciding with a car window being allegedly smashed on the street. Someone called 'Dan Hiles' was later named by someone else on the Venue website.

• Club flyers in the Bristol area were noted to show absorption of and response to this by mid-2003. For the most part these were comparatively non-descript, and tended to repeat content already present in Venue, etc., however misleading that may have been. There was also a degree of material expressing strong Right Wing bias, including The Unabombers (named after the Right Wing American terrorist), The Outlaws, a poster showing a computer-generated deer with some kind of creature being inserted in its rear with the caption 'Get back up that chimney, Jesus', and 'The Polish Loser's Club'; one of the most noticeable wall prints appearing to be by the increasingly active local artist responsible for the creature in the deer poster showed a design based on the original MI5 logo. Another flyer depicted a crowd at a cinema wearing 3D glasses with the caption 'too many fools'.

Stickers also appeared in phone boxes on Gloucester Road attacking Bristol SWP as a 'middle class poser's club' led by a fictional Polish man. As noted above stickers were also seen near Bristol Bus Station advertising a Far Right group. In light of the close relationship between Venue, as local entertainment's magazine, and the club and music output of the city, along with the increased attention the magazine messaging and thus the magazine itself recieved (indicating what may be considered the principal real motivation of a media entity which depends on circulation and sales, website hits, advertising consumption and advertising sales), the absorption of anything dominating that messaging system into the flyers, etc., is somewhat predictable. This was of course also decisively apparent in the editorial content of the magazine, including entertainment and club content.

• The silver saloons, usually Mercedes, noted as proliferate in the area after mid-2003 and sighted cruising slowly past me on Cranbrook Road late one night by a suited man staring faux into the distance just before the incident with the blue Escort, are of unknown origin. In light of the expense of the cars I assumed them to be possibly an indicator of agency behind surveillance, and the coincidence with the incident involving the Escort suggests Right Wing political origin, possibly Far Right, which I assumed the Escort to be associated with. Another possibility is that they were representatives of state, indicating state responsibility for surveillance, etc., although they are obviously not CID, or they may have been associated with sections of the press. One of these silver Mercedes was also parked directly outside my gate overnight in 2004 and was shown to be fitted with bulletproof glass.

• I assumed the black 4x4s to be associated with Far Right political interest, most obviously the BNP, including in light of the greater popularity of these kinds of vehicles on the outskirts of cities, where, in Bristol, the BNP have greater support outside the city, the comparative expense of such vehicles, and one bearing a registration including the letters 'BNP'. These were sighted frequently in the area, including parked outside the church hall opposite my address, and on more than one occasion followed me to another address. These were often armed with bull bars, which might have accounted for some of the more challenging damage around the area. On another occasion one of these vehicles was seen parked directly outside my address with the boot wide open revealing a cased stuffed fox inside, whilst the front door of the house and my downstairs neighbour's door were both open, indicating that the owner of the vehicle was inside the house. When asked, one of the downstairs neighbours said they didn't know anyone who drove such a car, although they used to own a stuffed fox, thus indicating either that they were lying and co-operating with those associated with these vehicles or that the owner was inside their flat without their knowledge and in their absence.

• The white youths on scrambler bikes, often carrying L-plates, are of unknown origin. These were not particularly malevolent, and I do not assume these to be Right Wing, although they may have been of Left sympathy. I would see these occasionally along routes I walked, on one occasion where one of them stopped near the pavement and appeared to be pointing the front of the cycle and L-plate at me. Nigel Locker also claims to have encountered these when mentioned to him.

• Some damage sighted clearly required special equipment. Solid walls were in some cases knocked out with what must have been a sledgehammer; bins on Gloucester Road may have been smashed up with similar (the same van was noted parked nearby in one of these cases as that after the alleged shooting incident); cycle bars would appear to have required being rammed or at least the use of heavy tools; some other structural damage would have required ramming or, again, very heavy tools; and damage to cars, if taken as deliberate, would have surely required strong vehicles, and possibly lifting or digging equipment in cases like that where a vehicle had been damaged from above. Builders working nearby would have had such, and inspections of their own vehicles usually showed the presence of tabloid newspapers, if anything.

• The active involvement of the Far Right appears to be clearly implied, regardles of what they were actually responsible for, both in light of the black 4x4s, etc., and the nature of many of the messages on the Venue site and in the magazine attacking myself and others on racial or political grounds, until they were 'cleaned up' after my complaints. Much of the material being placed by others made a 'big thing' of political innuendo ('red hair', 'CCCP jackets', etc.) and thus escalated this, and, although the capacity for fakery must be borne in mind, some of the messages seen appear to make their intentions entirely clear, often coinciding with absurdly contradictory material; for example:

Venue#560: 9 May - 15 May 2003

I saw you at UWE bar. Oooooh Ooooh ow! You're sweet! Red hair and I like you. UWE bar, politics eh? Rowdy mates, I have.... S5635

In addition, junk mailings showed some relation to what I consider Far Right intention (the mailing from the Cat's Protection League immediately after the near-fatal injury of the a cat at my address, Viking Vets, etc.), something assumed to depend on infiltration, and even advertising later chose to play on this theme. A leaflet for the charity 'Viva!', which concerns threats to the Red Kangaroo in Australia, was circulated in copies of Venue toward the end of summer 2003. For example, consider:

"I shot a big red kangaroo. I sent five bullets through him. . . He was dead. He just didn't want to admit it."

Doubtless this has nothing to do with the intentions of the charity itself, but it implies that the leaflet was to be taken as implying something else, and the intentions of this in itself are not clear. (Note the similarity to remarks endlessly in press, etc., designed to imply that I am already dead; for example, a television reviewer remarked in one article in The Guardian's G2 "he's dead, he just doesn't know it yet.") Some club flyers in Bristol showed a Right Wing disposition also. Stickers were also noted near Bristol bus station for a group which had modelled itself on or constututed a cell of a notorious Far Right organisation known for its anti-Left activities (albeit one that is allegedly considered by many Far Right activists to be a state entrapment front).

• Urban blacks appear to be comparatively rarely involved, at least visibly. One black man very early on in 2002 or 2003 in a chip shop on Stokes Croft appeared to be looking at me in a threatening manner, poor graffitti daubed around the corner reading "Hippy spook, idle until I spy your nakid ass and give me the moose I wan't"; one mixed man in Montpelier called me 'paki' from a distance, and a few non-white (black and mixed) teenagers in a park made remarks amongst themselves referring to prison rape as I walked along the road. When I attended St.Pauls carnival in 2003 there was no sign of any recognition at all from anyone, although this was early on and recognition at all at this time was rare. A single message in Venue, coinciding with the Right Wing one shown above, appeared to be threatening me and be placed by a Rastafarian (and is absurd in light of the coincidence), and, like other messages appearing around this time, refers to me in terms that indicate an awareness of my coincident presence on a poetry forum.

After the window of a (white-run) wholesale shop on Zetland Road in Redland, around the corner from my own address, appeared to have been shot in 2004 (I inspected the window and it did show a single impact as from a bullet and the 'spider web' fracture pattern that might be expected), extremely poor graffiti was noted on its garage doors reading 'Mushroom B.B'. Shortly afterward The Evening Post reported that a 'delinquent' young man had been arrested with a gun he had been keeping for someone else. 'Mushroom' is the alias of one of the ex-members of Massive Attack, and this person also used to date JH, and if it was real then the man might have been motivated by this connection and an anti-white mentality, which is what people are encouraged to think, although, if the ex-member of Massive Attack was motivated into things like this, it seems odd that this receieved so little attention elsewhere. For this reason, in addition to the comparable use of del Naja after his real or invented appearances on the Venue site and supposed involvement with SA, I have doubts that this was not in some way faked. On this occasion a large dirty van (Reg. C967PNJ). with rough graffiti on the back, also seen parked nearby after bins were broken outside Pizza Hut on Gloucester Road, was sighted parked around the corner on Carnarvon Road. It is in light of all this - the van parked around the corner coincident with a shooting attributed to a non-white youth associated with a Massive Attack member, a van sighted again coincident with bins being broken outside Pizza Hut on Gloucester Road, something being depicted in The Evening Post in the form of a competition, the presence of Banksy's signature in very large letters across a motorway bridge in 2004 near to the psychiatric hospital which previously bore the words 'Sorry Alice' in huge letters in 2002 and despite Banksy's absence from Bristol for years and a responsibility he denied, something reported in The Evening Post immediately prior to his alleged 'outing' in the same paper, and so on, and in light of sightings of vehicles I considered associated with the Far Right and damage consistently rendered along my own routes, odd behaviour and a lack of interest on the part of police, etc. - that I have grave doubts about these events and their regard, and the purposes which that might serve. (Banksy had already turned up in The Guardian in 2003 after he appeared to be the target of a prank involving the 'kidnapping' of one of his sculptures called 'The Drinker' and the receipt of a ransom note where the sculpture begs him for help, what appeared to be a staged incident aimed at humiliating me at Banksy's expense). It is clear that some non-whites were involved in some way - the man driving the delivery van and parking outside the building opposite my own address was at least suspect, and the youths stealing cycles had obviously been given necesssary information; but nonetheless, I have serious doubts about this assumption in more fundamental terms, and it is obvious that responsibility attributed in this manner would also provoke a response from gangs, etc., in exactly the sense that an assumption of non-white responsibility would be likely to provoke responses from Far Right politics; in other words, it smacks of deliberate manipulation and the heightening of racial tensions, where even that might also be attributed to me, something noted to have political value in the worst senses. In addition to del Naja's apparent presence on the Venue website after his acquittal and his alleged involvement with SA, etc., including messages threatening 'Rob', personals ads also appear using the name 'Tricky', yet another ex-member of Massive Attack who has lived in the US for years, a possible level of absurdity comparable to attempting to attribute poor graffiti across a motorway bridge in 2004 to Banksy, who hasn't lived in Bristol for years either. By the same token I now have doubts that del Naja's visible presence on the Venue website was not contrived too. Black youths were seen running away with stolen cycles belonging to myself and others from my address in 2004 or 2005, but it is clear, since this depended on a partially broken window beside the front door which had been damaged only for days, that this depended on specific knowledge which must therefore have been passed to them, and in light of the unlikelihood of them 'stumbling upon' this by accident. A youngish black man with short dreadlocks was seen parking a large delivery van for a company called Ryder Refridgerated outside the building opposite my house; the same man was later seen parking a small blue car, again outside the building opposite, and turned round in his seat and looked at me when I looked interested in what he was up to, as if concerned that I was looking at him. Lastly, the Star and Garter pub in Montpelier, which i used to frequent, was closed down for around a year and forced to make considerable renovations on the basis of fire safety. This is noted in light of the fact that fake messages in Venue had alluded to my false presence in one Afro-Carribean nightspot, but I felt designed to create particular kinds of impressions, and would particularly invite reponse from the Right. Anna Britten also wrote a piece on a pub in Bath, which it was clear she was equivalating to the Star & Garter which it was possibly known I used to frequent, and which she wrote had 'cleaned up its act'. Shortly after this the Bristol pub was closed down for some time, something which required Council mandate, but may have been based on police recommendation.

[edit] 7) Council and Police

• I first have contact with police after they are involved by SA at the beginning of 2003. She had had her phone obviously tapped, as indicated by interference and her suspect behaviour, and manages to bring the police to my home the next day despite never being given my surname or address; these might have been obtained from the Electoral Register, or have depended on the phone tap, although knowledge of my surname seemed implied by a message on the Venue website as early as late-2002. The police, operating under the false assumption that I am somehow 'harassing' SA with unwanted amorous attention, issue a verbal injunction against contact. At the same time I attempt to explain to them what is actually going on, on the net and off, and they express no real interest. (I abide by this injunction. SA later approaches me in a supermarket, and then turns up at a cafe in 2005 pointing a mobile phone at me with a limo parked outside.)

• One local officer appearing in Venue magazine in 2003 in the 'My High' section, discussing Karate, mentioneed its value for ensuring the 'discipline of new recruits' and the promotion of 'mental health'. In light of what was actually taking place very visibly in the messages and editorial content, including the presence in the former of 'mental health' issues (at their lowest standard of conception: that these were 'the sane' was a suggestion I went to find amusing, although it may actually be representatively 'true') and messages allegedly written by police, it seems reasonable to assume this was a deliberate reference to what was happening, and could thus be taken to indicate detailed police knowledge. Worse, the implication is that I am suffering from 'mental health problems' (an assumotion reinforced by Stan Broadwell - I disagree) and the bigoted yobs attacking me and others in messages and responsible for damage far exceeding anything I had done are shockingly somehow new police recruits, and that what is taking place is the result of mental health problems and 'poor discipline' rather than appalling and exploitative behaviour by corporate media, totally idiotic and increasingly deliberate conduct by those with whom I am involved with online, and poor standards of education, ultra-reactionary attitudes to race and unorthodoxy or difference, and colloquially Right Wing politics, all of which corporate capital has shown itself to excel in producing. The remarks effectively justify what the people in question are saying and what went on to happen (consider the idiot remarks already daubed across the side of a local mental hospital), and do not even suggest that there is any problem with anything else, including the visible involvement of a Far Right which went on to become more decisive. In 2004, as I passed by the bottom of Gloucester Road, I passed a man stood in the rain in a Karate uniform. Some elements of damage occurring in this area, which most likely required vehicles armed with bull bars, which of course were frequently seen and even followed me to other addresses, could concievably have been produced by a 'martial artist'.

• From the beginning of 2004 I frequently seemed to be followed by the police, particularly on Gloucester Road late at night, sometimes by as many as four cars. This included after encountering damage caused by others and that I could not possibly have caused myself - for example, cycle bars which had been uprooted from the pavement. My assumption was that this kind of damage was supposed to be aimed at me and that the police were effectively demonstrating their lack of concern; although it might be suggested the police meant to protect me in case of danger, this seems contrary to the actual responses of police officers to me in 2003 and more particularly in 2004. On another occasion I was followed along a road for some distance in daylight by a police helicopter flying at low altitude, I assume simply to annoy me.

• In 2004 around six officers, including one senior officer, turned up outside a local cafe called 'Neo' (which is also the name of the principal character from the Matrix) in the middle of the night immediately after I have typed 'What do the police think?' privately on my computer, operating under the supposition that they might be party to any surveillance. An equal likelihood is that they have been set up, by setting off the alarm at the location (I often found alarms would start going off on Gloucester Road in the middle of the night as I passed by anyway, presumably because they were being deliberately set off).

• I had contact with police again in 2004, after the local 'beat manager' Paul White (1452) is involved by Nigel Locker after my open confrontation with him and a few minor staff at the Venue offices and subsequent discussion. Locker, who expressed his disinterest in pressing charges, had sent me a letter offering further discussion, and I was desperately trying to prepare documentation covering the last two years which now had to be in printed form for his benefit alone. I was also continuing to be provoked on the street and in messages by people who obviously knew I was attempting to confront Venue over what was going on. At one point I sent three messages through the Venue site message form, principally and more than justifiably complaining about what was going on; none of these contained threats. Immediately after this Paul White turned up at my address with a printout of these messages, violating Locker's statement to me concerning user anonymity, although he did not say who had actually given them to him (these could have been intercepted by virtually any member of Venue staff with website access; Eugene Byrne was Venue's web manager, whilst the site is located on server's at The Evening Post building, indicating the potential access of Northcliffe staff more generally). White described these messages as a 'public order offence', an assertion I am later assured by a solicitor is wrong. I explain to him what I am doing, and show him partially prepared documentation, to which he has little response, but in light of the severity of my statements he says he is carrying out a 'criminal investigation'. He also told me not to approach Venue again myself. I never heard from White again. A short time after this I received a letter from a representative of local mental health services offering the option of contact with them; I actually phoned the pertinent number in disgust without reply, and the repetition of the attitudes of the police officer in Venue and even Stan Broadwell are noted. Shortly after this, the same officer drove down the street I live on in a surveillance van and turned around and drove back down the road; were there any doubt, these are acts, taken with White's lack of any support for me whatsoever, that seem to decisively illustrate the position of local police.

In light of White's lack of further contact, I simply ignore him and deal with Venue myself.

• Police also turn up outside other addresses. On one occasion in 2004 or 2005, approximately a dozen police are seen standing around immediately outside the address of someone I regularly visited, with a couple of cars parked nearby. When I return to the UK in 2006, a surveillance van is parked outside the same address for approximately two hours after I have gone there to collect belongings. In both cases, knowledge of other addresses, as with the incidents at the flat of the person I stayed with in 2003, is effectively demonstrated.

• I was finally arrested in mid-2005. I was at a cafe, worried about the fact that my landlord was beginning possession proceedings after critical parts of benefits claims disappeared and this was reported to them, and feeling increasingly that there was little point in staying in Bristol due to the perpetual nature of what had been taking place, when SA entered the cafe, where I had never seen her before, and walked into the garden area where I sat and simply stood pointing a mobile phone around as if using the built-in camera that many phones now have, and including at me. After this she left, and another girl, who I didn't know, walked into the garden and stood around, as if posing, and then left. SA then reappeared at the door of the cafe, and the two went and took seats near the window. I left, disgusted after everything that had happened over the last three years and SA's involvement in it, including fake teen websites, etc., and involving police claiming I was harassing her and producing an injunction designed to prevent me approaching her even to discuss her online activities, which she has always denied. I could only possibly assume this was done to provoke me, which it succeeded in doing, and I returned with paint and a mallet, finding the two gone and vandalising the door of what was but is no longer her flat, and was arrested.

• After I was arrested in 2005 the police woman sitting next to me in the car as we travelled to the station seemed to respond to the presence of a silver saloon, which of course I was used to seeing, which was driving right infront of us, by making a comment that seemed prompted by its registration (or at least, it matches my mnemonic interpretation for the reg.). This needn't demonstrate that that these were state representatives or that she has any particular knowledge, although she may believe this to be the case - I always assumed them to be affiliated with a given political interest or press. This officer is the only one that seems to pay any attention to anythng I say and asks me if I have any real details regarding responsibility, which of course I could not meaningfully give.

• As noted below, a Masonic design appeared outside my house in the early 1990s, and I went on to have odd experiences exactly like those which occured to saturation after 2003. I was also stopped in early 2001 by a police officer on my way to a record shop to collect JH's album, and asked detailed questions that would have provided the officer with all information necessary to be viewing the record co. site. That site also displayed IPs, something which would have allowed SA and JH to utilise the fact that I was apparently using a Trojan-compromised system, and I was then tracked and flamed on numerous sites and IRC, and including the Venue site and in the magazine, whilst following police behaviour appears suspect and biased.

• In light of police conduct and what appears to be both a poor standard of police handling and deliberate collaboration with what was happening, the presence of messages allegedly alluding to or by police in Venue needn't be necessarily regarded as fraudulent, although, in light of their content, even I have difficulty accepting this. The remarks by one officer in Venue-proper noted above suggest at least police knowledge of what was taking place, and their regard for it, one which favours the youths in messages and engaging in damage to the local area (apart from spraying some paint on one car, at this point I hadn't yet caused any).

a) Police remarks in Venue-proper demonstrate police awareness of what was taking place; presumably White's 'investigation' amounted to nothing more than being told not to bother by his superiors. This does not in itself necessarily demonstrate state control over surveillance, etc., merely police complicity.

b) Police consistently illustrate that they view me as suspect, that they have an open bias for the reactionary and bigoted youths in Venue attacking myself and others on every available ground, and, unsurpisingly, for the 'rights' of private interests over individuals, regardless of what they are actually doing. This also illustrates clear political bias.

c) Police express no interest in defending personal rights to privacy or freedom from harressment where they are occurring. They also misapply basic legal concepts to attempt to remove justifiable freedom of speech, in contrast to what had actually appeared in Venue.

d) Police illustrate, as in b) that they will ignore damage carried out by others and the activities of the Far Right. To suggest that police assumed I was somehow responsible for this, if only indirectly, is unmaintainable in light of my complaints to an actual officer about what was happening and his lack of meaningful response.

e) Police themselves appear to exhibit comparatively little coherence, and seem to vary occasionally in terms of their views of what is happening.

g) It seems clear, despite all this, that the police, even if corrupt in places, were also being manipulated by others behind what was going on; for example, it is easy enough to have the police turn up at a particular location at the right time by simply claiming that something is happening or about to happen (including anonymously), or setting an alarm off, etc.

f) Despite this, certain aspects of police behaviour are too suspect to be attributed to mere lack of understanding or incompetence; the complete failure to investigate a serious matter, as if the officer concerned had been told not to, the mental health recommendation on the basis of non-contact passed to someone called 'Alice' and continuing the Wonderland theme after its presence on the internet, the side of a local hospital and a bag that appeared in my home, the presence of large numbers of police on doorsteps, and most particularly the failure of police to question persons seen on a street at night where a body then allegedly turns up and the street is sealed for a line search, raise serious questions over police conduct and bias. In addition, as noted, one officer in early 2001 possessed enough information to be viewing the record co. site, and obviously there will be a degree of Masonic membership within local policing, as much as council and other professions, where I had also noted a Masonic design outside my house at the beginning of the 1990s.

• On the same basis as the last - the poor standards or collaboration of police, and the apparent presence of police in messages - in addition to ads for the council allotments in Venue after messages referring to their vandalisation, the appearance of the then local New Labour MP outside my house in her car with attendant L-plate matching those borne by the young men on scrambler bikes that I had encountered and that even Nigel Locker reports, and given both the visible level of what was going on (however misrepresentative) and comparable widespread knowledge (however misinformed) and the close relationship between 'local' media, police and council, it seems fair to assume council knowledge, to whatever degree, of this. Later examples of 'adverts' for government departments even adopt the theme, as noted in the case of anti-benefits fraud ads featuring a mixed girl and pizza delivery boy with L-plate, and Transport for London ads featuring a mixed man and film star called 'Scott Smith' who is hit by a car.

• Operation Ore and related assumptions or implications are dicussed in detail below.

[edit] 8) Media at Large

The overall impression, in terms of content and pattern - its dishonesty, maliciousness, what I had termed 'crypto-fascist' motifs, the desperate absurdity of endless tangent and unreason - is precisely what might be expected from the lowest gutter rungs of media, and yet has been observed right up to and including the allegedly progressive papers.

Regardless of any other organised involvements, political, etc., and the manner in which consumers are employed, media access and participation and its frighteningly observable homogeneity - you'll find essentially the same motifs in The Sun as you will in The Guardian - has been the single consistent feature of the last five years or so, and on this basis it is also mainstream media that is most likely to be responsible for the whole - for illegal surveillance, intrusion, constant provocation, lookalikes, cars, etc. - an indicator of its licentiousness taken to extreme, that it is now taking it upon itself to destroy the lives of individuals with little means to protect themselves from powerful corporate structures operating law without law whilst simultaneously having the gall to adopt the pretence of legal basis and authority, and in the face of little opposition.

Modern corporate media systems and its participants are clearly stating "We are the law, you have no rights, we can create any image, manipulate consumers and any interest, and destroy people, and even the police will support our illegalities."

The Sun, if I recall correctly, were scandalously known to have obtained and passed on the personal details of Operation Ore suspects and/or convictees. A corporate media source that does this is surely aiming to get people killed, even when the people in question have not actually been convicted or there are, as there were with Operation Ore, serious questions about the reliability of the convictions themselves, and it is worth wondering, as if I really need to, what else the mainstream media will do and get away with.

The sheer effort is striking, and includes the work of 'petty' journalists of mainstream press and magazines, television writers and celebrity participation, film studios or writers, advertisers and graphic designers.

• Tabloid newpapers

The Mirror

• Corporations and Advertisers

Estee Lauder - Two women, one vaguely north-African in appearance, the other blonde: obvious parallell between SA and an ex-girlfriend - 2004-2005. This is information, particularly considering its detail, which could only have come from the girl herself or someone close to her, and not only didn't come from me intentionally - I had never even mentioned her name - but also wasn't present on my hard disk and could not even have been acquired through a house search. T-Mobile - Plays on theme after incident at cafe, Google sub-placement - Summer 2005 Sony - 'The soundtrack to your life', showing wire forming the outline of a man as for a murder incident - Autumn 2005 Nissan, 'Stay calm, lower your head and slowly walk away' - Summer 2005 four-wheel drive manufacturers visibly cashing-in - mid-2005 Nicotinell - Brunette girl poking fork at red devil - Early-summer 2005 Unilever - 'Making whites feel fresh' - Summer 2005 Blanc - white zebra picked out in crowd of black zebras: 'Turn to white' - Summer 2005 MacDonalds - whipped ice-cream or similar: 'Too hot for you' TIM - Girl resembling cousin in adaptation of Brazil scene featuring de Niro tying in with Venue site message referring to 'man in black' and 'the lesbians and the lumberjack' - Late 2007

State advertisements - benefit fraud, Transport for London street safety

• The 'liberal' press

The Guardian

The Independent

The Times

The Big Issue

Television

• Channel Four

Awful sitcom about two men sharing a flat.

• The BBC

The first sign I saw of this in any sense in BBC content was a well-timed two-line mention at the bottom of another article claiming a man had died in Bristol in a car accident, reminiscent of the car crash-themed messages in Venue and actual vehicle wrecks around Redland.

More recently I discovered that a children's television production called The Sarah Jane Adventures features a child character with the same name as myself who is an alien, creation of the Bane and freed when the Bane mother is destroyed along with the Bubble Shock factory, and adopted by Sarah Jane Smith, armed with her space lipstick technology.

BBC website astronomy section

Report on a Lancashire BNP candidate

• Indymedia

• Internet in general

JW, site proliferation, downloaded material - songs, pictures, etc.

• 'Art'

Sarah Lucas in The Guardian Italian examples in L'Unita - James Bond 007, and a naked woman's groin with pearls covering pubic region with gun pointing at groin.

• Commercial products

Marmite, 2008 - knife spreading toast with the words "I don't think I'll ever write a better poem than Marmite': actually a reference to the phrase "I'm still wating for you to fetch the knife and spread for me" obviously a reference to rape, written on Trash Poetry in 2003, which I had coupled with a similar phrase written on a wall in Montpeiler the same year in a satirical poster. At least on a par with endless death threats and references to death, etc., slightly worse and of a different nature to race manipulation. 'Number of the beast' eat your heart out.

Clothing manufacturers assimilate patterns into writing on clothes, allowing people to wear ideology and become sandwich-boarders for scam.

• International media

Italy - L'Unita, Italian advertisers, Italian TV, Berlusconi

• Hollywood

V for Vendetta Borat: Make Great, etc. Team America: World Police The recent Hollywood adaptation of Philip K.Dick novel A Scanner Darkly

• Computer games

Daggerfall: Oblivion features a character called Glarthir, who approaches you in the town of Skingrad and claims he is being watched and bothered, the town guard immediately stepping in to tell you not to pay any attention to the 'paranoid' wood elf, and yet whose 'infamy' eventually manages, inexplicably, to spread across the entire Empire. In Chorral, resident Eugal Billette (who you'll notice has the initials 'E.B.', which he shares with Venue writer Eugene Byrne, whilst 'Billette' is a bit like 'Bill', who the Evening Post were apparently saying 'bye too on bins at the same time that they were being smashed up on a nearby high street, and who I only noticed when his dead body turned up near the town gate lying next to an Imperial guard, who for some reason suddenly knew I was carrying stolen goods, but only when I returned to search the body) is an acolyte of the Mythic Dawn, the cult central to the game's storyline. Upon his person, or in his house, you'll find copies of The Mythic Dawn Commentaries, vols. 1 and 2, describing a cult modelled on a combination of Lovecraft, Freemasonry, vampirism, and just a hint of alien worlds, which somehow manages to describe a series of events which sound strangely like real-world ones, in order, most notably a 'rush of plagued rain' (for that which fell at Kerala in India in 2001, probably whilst the game was in production), and a mass-burning in the form of 'all the tinders of Anu', oddly 'reminiscent' of the prolific fires which didn't decimate Greece, southern Italy, Spain, the Canary Islands, New York State and California until 2007. Eugene Byrne . . .well, not actually Eugene Byrne, but a character called Sir Burney, also turns up in Dungeons and Dragons Neverwinter Nights, in addition to local town drunk, Elmo.

Amnesty UK

In addition to everything that has happened to me over the last five years, harassment, illegal surveillance, threats, constant media scam, attacks on my pursuit of legal rights, and in two countries, the following may be taken to constitute Amnesty's conception of legal rights and legal process in modern Britain:

"I shot a big red kangaroo. I sent five bullets through him. . . He was dead. He just didn't want to admit it."

ben n*****(?) and you werent there. i had to eye up your sketch book in the rwa and marvel at your wit. i dont know what you look like but i've looked round your house...i've seen your room. freaked out? i know i am. x clemencyp** **hotmail.com

re. 'daddy'/'baby' debate, as a peadophile i regularly call my lovers 'baby', because that is what they are. I also actively encourage them to call me 'daddy' because it turns me on. I hope this had shed some light on the issue. God bless.

In addition to discussing the matter with attendants of an Amnesty bookshop, who I ended up concluding were ignorant, collaborative and possibly insane, I received an Amnesty leaflet through the post asking me for money to support a woman, called, fittingly, 'Kadeer', being suppressed by the Chinese authorities, thus implying that the real victim was the 'deer' in the eponymous poster whose anus I was expected to occupy, and that the real problem, as any fool can see, was Maoist China, presumably because some idiot, possibly the deer, left a message referring to 'Jinmao [J in Mao] tower', strangely the exact opposite of the truth. Shortly after this fantastically politically neutral display, following international raids on Indymedia, including in Bristol, and my encounters with police proclaiming freedom of speech a 'public order offence', Amnesty usefully circulated their latest propaganda throughout The Guardian - the same paper that produced elephant man returned to custody jokes and references to people who don't know they're dead yet, and later telling Ford ads for the same cars swerving at me on Hampstead streets - claiming that suppression of speech never occurs in Britain. The fact that the same bookshop were running a 'violence against women must stop' display which led me to muse that the other varieties were entirely unrelated and perfectly acceptable, an absurdity which Amnesty appear to have demonstrated, is merely the icing on Amnesty's own appaling cakes. The conclusion is and can only be that Amnesty is a joke organisation composed of stunningly ignorant 'respectable' and 'acceptable' political pawns and sycophantic lap dogs who bark exactly the right lines to render the destruction of people's lives through rights violations, media exploitation and Far Right collaboration against the backdrop of war and corporate domination acceptable. In some sense I liken Amnesty to the best of popular response, which I tended characterise as a near-total lack of concern for basic rights in general, misinformation and its proliferation, and a lack of awareness of and concern for democratic and consumer powers. The best, in fact, often viewed as 'liberal' or 'progressive', is often part of the problem because it becomes its excuse. The worst is what is generally documented here.

[edit] 9) Surveillance and Legal

Surveillance

• Trojan surveillance, and other related activitites, have already been discussed. Personal surveillance, on the other hand, is considered to have been established after mid-2003. The actual extent of this has never been identified, but obviously included visual and audio surveillance at my own home address and almost certainly those of certain acquaintances. Surveillance was demonstrated in knowledge of private statements in pertinent material, knowledge of events outside addresses, apparent knowledge of private data on a computer with no internet access, and the knowledge of movements necessary to engage in damage restricted to frequented streets, etc., and probabaly included cellular phone eavesdropping on a network run by T-Mobile. It was also continually alluded to in various media sources, initially Venue magazine itself.

Although physical means were never uncovered, it is most likely that audio and visual surveillance was carried out using directional microphones, which can be placed in nearby builsing and directed at the target, as opposed to traditional bugging methods which must be placed within the target location, and hidden cameras. It also became apparent that personal information was being circulated by some means unknown, apparent in physical recognition of myself by unknown persons which would have required reference images of some kind; Venue sub-editor Eugene Byrne clearly recignized me as early as mid-2002; I went on to be recognized reasonably frequently around Bristol and as far afield as London, Heathrow airport and Italy. Surveillance data was visibly and continually fed to media - newspapers, televison, advertisers, etc., and to an apparent network of public consumers and collaborators, and possibly the police. No legal justifications exist for the manner in which surveillance was employed, which was clearly not 'preventive', even had I been subject to legal process and a reason for such had been established. Petty crimes were known and never prosecuted, and I was even followed to certain locations to perform them, acts which were nonetheless lesser than those being carried out by others, including the Far Right, and with apparent police collusion, and certainly their disinterest. More pertinently, I had been subject to no legal investigation or legal process, my right to privacy, supposedly guaranteed under the Human Rights Act, was being violated with the suspension of law and legal rights, and media, advertisers and the network of 'consumers' mentioned have no role in legal action or preventive surveillance anyway, although there have been incidents where information on suspects, particularly under Operation Ore, was fed to tabloid media, and even instances where personal details were publicly circulated. Worse than all this is the fact revealed that surveillance was probably used to attempt to incriminate me in the first place, the same surveillance methods than applied openly on that basis, and that this particular disgrace actually worked. the abuse of surveillance technologies alleged to keep people 'safe' has been given perfect illustration. In light of the Masonic design mentioned, appearing outside my gate at the beginning of the 1990s, and the occurence of some events very like those pursued to saturation after 2003, it is always possible that a degree of surveillance had already been established prior to that time. Repeated references to past acquaintances were also apparent in messages and even being exploited advertising, etc. Although it is possible that some of this derived from surveillance established at the time - at least as long as 13 years previously - is more likely, and also apparent, that some kind of informal informant structure was also in operation, and which could have supplied such past knowledge. As of 2008, surveillance is considered to still be in operation at an address in Italy.

The following is a brief summary of various contemporary surveillance methods and risks:

• Commercial and state CCTV systems, with the latter now proliferate in Britain, can be used to provide video footage for identification purposes, including by police operating mobile surveillance systems, and the use of cameras by police at demonstrations for the purpose of visually recording participants is now routine; mobile surveillance technologies also serve the purpose of intimidation.
• The Electoral Register, since it is provided for public access, and where entries are available on the internet for a small fee, is an obvious source of personal contact details.
• Mobile phone networks can be used to feed information on contact numbers and call details, including for the purpose of mobile phone spamming, and may even be used to track movements.
• Land-based telephone networks may be tapped, by state or private users, or with the co-operation of network operators, and call histories may be passed on.
• ATM transactions and credit card transactions from commercial payments can be used to provide details of movements, and personal details from credit cards and bank accounts, etc., may even be stolen or leaked.
• On the internet, commercial sites often log IPs and referral URLs which may be used for identification and the construction of a map of internet sites frequented for the purpose of surveillance and flaming, in addition to the more well-known risks of Trojan type security vulnerabilities.
• Some commercial software specifically operates the tracking of online movements.
• Internet Service Providers may log and pass on details of site movements, and even disallow access for certain users or to certain sites or domains.
• Some sites deliberately pass on e-mail details, justified commercially but subject to abuse. Many sites or e-mail providers demand a wide array of personal details to allow for e-mail, membership or download features. Commercial sites may also leak customer details to third parties - names, addresses, phone numbers, etc. - or even provide access to private accounts.
• Many commercial outlets pass or sell on customer details to third parties, so-called 'paper trails', as usual for allegedly commercial reasons, including 'targeted' 'junk' prospective mailings from commercial interests and charities.
• Government departments, including the NHS and DHSS, have access to a wide range of personal details which may be leaked, whilst material affecting taxation, welfare, rent payments, etc., may be altered or deleted.

The Human Rights Act 1996 Article 5: Right To Liberty And Security This limits the circumstances in which someone can be detained and have their freedom taken away. This covers detention for both long periods, (for example, if you are in prison or are forced to stay as a patient in a mental hospital), and short periods, (for example, if you are arrested). It may even cover when the police stop someone in the street.

Article 6: Right To A Fair Trial This says that everyone has the right to a fair trial and sets the standards for the way that hearings should be run. You may believe that you hve not had a fair trial if you lose your case, but Article 6 will be broken only if these standards have not been met. It applies to both civil and criminal proceedings. Criminal proceedings are when someone is prosecuted for an offence. Under Article 6, criminal proceedings have a wider meaning than they usually have in English law. Article 6 covers civil cases involving disputes between private people or organisations. It may also cover disputes between a private person or organisation and the Government or a public authority. Civil proceedings that are covered by Article 6 include disputes about who the children of seperated parents should live with, and how much contact they should have. Other types of hearing, such as employment tribunals and social security tribunals may also be covered. Certain standards apply in both criminal and civil proceedings. These are rights to: a trial within a reasonable time; an independant judge; a public hearing, (although there are circumstances when the public are not allowed to watch); have the judge's decision made public; and know the judge's reason for the decision; In civil proceedings, Article 6 also protects the right to take court proceedings to settle a dispute. But this right may not apply to all cases. It may also give you the right to public funding for your case if the dispute is very complicated and you cannot afford a lawyer. There are extra rights in criminal proceedings. These are rights to: be presumed innocent until proven guilty; be told at an early stage what you are being accused of; remain silent; you cannot be forced to answer questions, but the court may decide that this is a sign of guilt; have enough time to prepare your defence; have public funding for a lawyer if you cannot afford one and it is in the interests of justice for you to have one; be present at your trial; put your side of the case at your trial; question the main witnesses against you and to call witnesses of your own; and have an interpreter if you need one.

Article 7: No Punishment Without Law This says that you cannot be tried and found guilty if what you did was not a criminal offence when you did it. It also says that you can't be punished in a way that was not the law when you commited the offence. Parliament can't backdate a law that increases the length of time you could be sent to prison for, or introduce a new punishment for an offence. It also says that the law must be clear so that people know whether what they are doing is against the law or not.

Article 8: Right To Respect For Private And Family Life This says there should be respect for everyone's private life and family life, their homes and their correspondence. There is no firm definition of what respect for private life means, though it is similar to privacy and covers: the right to get on with your life without interference; the right to develop your personality and to form friendships and relationships with other people; the right to enjoy your sexuality; and the right to control your body; People have successfully used the private life part of article 8 to challenge Government holding information about them, (for example, someone who had been in care has used it to get information about his childhood). 'Family life' means your relationship with your close family. This includes a man and woman who live in a stable relationship. The court in Strasbourg has not yet recognised same-sex couples as family, but there are signs the courts in this country may be moving towards this. People may use this part of Article 8 to argue that they should be given medical help to get pregnant. 'Your home' means where you currently live. The right to respect your home does not mean that you have the right to be given a home if you do not have one, or to be given a better one that you already have. 'Your correspondence' means your phone calls and letters, as well as e-mails. People have successfully used Article 8 to challenge the police or secret services who have bugged their phones. Article 8 is a 'qualified right'. The public authority has to show that there was a clear legal basis to break the right. Their actions must pursue one of the six aims set out out in Article 8. These aims include to prevent crime, and to protect the rights of others. They also have to show that breaking the right was 'necessary and proportionate'.

Article 9: Freedom Of Thought, Conscience And Religion This guarantees that you can think what you want and hold any religious belief. You cannot be forced to follow a particular religion and cannot be stopped from changing your religion. This also includes veganism and pacifism. Article 9 also protects the right to practise or express your religion or beliefs. This right is a 'qualified' right, so it can be broken in some circumstances - as long as the Government or public authority that breaks the right can show that it is justified. They have to show that there is a clear legal reason for breaking the right. Their actions must pursue one of the four aims set out in Article 9, for example, to protect the rights of others. They also have to show that breaking the right was 'necessary and proportionate', (that it was done for a very good reason and went no further than necessary).

Article 10: Freedom Of Expression This guarantees the right to pass information to others and to recieve information that other people want to give to you. It also guarantees the right to hold and express opinions and ideas. It is similar to the right under Article 9, although the range of opinions and beliefs that are protected by Article 10 is much wider.

Article 14: Prohibition Of Discrimination This includes many types of decrimination, including sex, race, religion and political opinion, but says that these are not the only ones covered by the article. The European Court Of Human Rights has accepted that the Article covers decrimination because someone is illegitimate, unmarried, a prisoner, or gay or lesbian. It's also likely that the courts will accept that this also covers decrimination against someone because they are disabled. Article 14 does not give general rights against descrimination, but you can use it where another article of the convention is used. For example, men who have been widowed have used Article 14, (together with Protocol 1, Article 1), to argue that benefits which were paid to women when their husbands died should also be paid to men when their wives died. They are able to use Article 14 because benefits can count as property for the purposes of Protocol 1, Article 1.

nb: Obviously the dead giveaway in all the above is the term, 'qualified right'. Equally, law in theory and law in practice are of course somewhat distant from one another, and the Human Rights Act has been consistently shown to mean virtually nothing in the UK and Europe.

Potection From Harassment Act 1997 England and Wales 1. (Prohibition of harassment) (1) A person must not pursue a course of conduct- (a) which amounts to harassment of another, and (b) which he knows or ought to know amounts to harassment of the other.

(2) For the purposes of this section, the person whose course of conduct is in question ought to know that it amounts to harassment of another if a reasonable person in possession of the same information would think the course of conduct amounted to harassment of the other.

(3) Subsection (1) does not apply to a course of conduct if the person who pursued it shows- (a) that it was pursued for the purpose of preventing or detecting crime, (b) that it was pursued under any enactment or rule of law or to comply with any condition or requirement imposed by any person under any enactment, or (c) that in the particular circumstances the pursuit of the course of conduct was reasonable.

2 (Offence of harassment) (1) A person who pursues a course of conduct in breach of section 1 is guilty of an offence.

(2) A person guilty of an offence under this section is liable on summary conviction to imprisonment for a term not exceeding six months, or a fine not exceeding level 5 on the standard scale, or both.

(3) In section 24(2) of the Police and Criminal Evidence Act 1984 (arrestable offences), after paragraph (m) there is inserted-

"(n) an offence under section 2 of the Protection from Harassment Act 1997 (harassment)."

[...]

4. (Putting people in fear of violence) (1) A person whose course of conduct causes another to fear, on at least two occasions, that violence will be used against him is guilty of an offence if he knows or ought to know that his course of conduct will cause the other so to fear on each of those occasions.

(2) For the purposes of this section, the person whose course of conduct is in question ought to know that it will cause another to fear that violence will be used against him on any occasion if a reasonable person in possession of the same information would think the course of conduct would cause the other so to fear on that occasion.

(3) It is a defence for a person charged with an offence under this section to show that- (a) his course of conduct was pursued for the purpose of preventing or detecting crime, (b) his course of conduct was pursued under any enactment or rule of law or to comply with any condition or requirement imposed by any person under any enactment, or (c) the pursuit of his course of conduct was reasonable for the protection of himself or another or for the protection of his or another's property.

(4) A person guilty of an offence under this section is liable- (a) on conviction on indictment, to imprisonment for a term not exceeding five years, or a fine, or both, or (b) on summary conviction, to imprisonment for a term not exceeding six months, or a fine not exceeding the statutory maximum, or both.

(5) If on the trial on indictment of a person charged with an offence under this section the jury find him not guilty of the offence charged, they may find him guilty of an offence under section 2.

(6) The Crown Court has the same powers and duties in relation to a person who is by virtue of subsection (5) convicted before it of an offence under section 2 as a magistrates' court would have on convicting him of the offence.

5. (Restraining orders) (1) A court sentencing or otherwise dealing with a person ("the defendant") convicted of an offence under section 2 or 4 may (as well as sentencing him or dealing with him in any other way) make an order under this section.

(2) The order may, for the purpose of protecting the victim of the offence, or any other person mentioned in the order, from further conduct which- (a) amounts to harassment, or (b) will cause a fear of violence, prohibit the defendant from doing anything described in the order.

(3) The order may have effect for a specified period or until further order.

(4) The prosecutor, the defendant or any other person mentioned in the order may apply to the court which made the order for it to be varied or discharged by a further order.

(5) If without reasonable excuse the defendant does anything which he is prohibited from doing by an order under this section, he is guilty of an offence.

(6) A person guilty of an offence under this section is liable- (a) on conviction on indictment, to imprisonment for a term not exceeding five years, or a fine, or both, or (b) on summary conviction, to imprisonment for a term not exceeding six months, or a fine not exceeding the statutory maximum, or both.

[edit] 10) Other Organisations

Freemasonry

• 1992/3/4 - A complex stylised design appears outside my front gate, carefully drawn in chalk and obviously not the work of a child. Approximately two feet by two feet in dimensions, it depicts the figure of a man, sun and moon symbols, and tools. This has recently been identified as a Masonic temple design.

• 1993/4/5 - A girl in her late teens or early twenties walks around the corner and past me as I walk along lower Kerstemen Road at around six in the morning. It is summer and thus light, despite being so early. She is dressed as a witch, wearing loose black clothing and a conical witches hat, and smiles vaguely as she glances at me; if I were to decribe the look, I would describe it as knowingly, pondering a 'private joke', or as if I were supposed to know something myself.

• Mid-90s - As I am walking home along the lower Gloucester Road, near the Arches, a man passes me heading in the opposite direction. He is the spitting image of and dressed exactly like Leon Trotsky.

• 1995/6 - A girl in her twenties lies in the doorway of Ciao hamburgers on Gloucester Road, apparently homeless, leaning against the door; she has copper hair, like mine, and matches the 'female version' of myself that has been manufactured, whilst her face is badly reddened from sun rash, like that which I went on to suffer from some years later. She looks sad and close to tears, and appears ashamed when I gaze at her.

• 1998/9 - As I walk home at night, the driver of a car, perhaps a cab, on Cromwell Road, a middle-aged white man, offers me a lift. I tell him I have no money, and he replies that this doesn't matter, and that he is going in the same direction. I am of course suspicious that this is some kind of sexual advance.

• 2001 - A police officer in a car stops me near my house and asks me where I am going. He wants to know to what shop, to buy what, which album, and by which artist. I was actually going to collect the Residue album at the time.

I was obviously marked by Freemasonry as early as the beginning of the 1990s, and baited in a manner exactly resemblent to that of the kinds of patterns that occurred after 2003: the first two examples above are the most telling. My father may have crossed swords with Freemasonry and resulted in vendetta being carried across onto me, including via his involvement in Big Flame at the Ford plants, and his principal involvement in the Italy '79 Committee, revolving as it did around the Autonomy trials in Italy, the Moro kidnapping, and the involvement of the P2 lodge.

Scientology

Scientology may also have been involved, and people resembling Scientologists, usually carrying coloured folders, have been sighted nearby on a number of occasions. Scientology is also known for its harassment methods, including provocation, scam, incrimination attempts, and attempts to have people committed to psychiatric control.

[edit] Appendix 1: Venue Messages: So You Thought You Might Like To Go To The Show

The following are selected messages from the Venue website and venue magazine, and which appeared between 2001 and 2004. For simplicity's sake, rather than being presented chronologically, these have been organised into categories.

The typical lines of attack are sexuality ('mincy boys', 'fairies', 'lush' - slang for gay - 'she-mullets', 'lesbos', doing 'ballet', etc), and sex presented with a slant worthy of the back pages of the gutter press; being 'ginger', a nerd, disabled, or wearing glasses; being unhappy in the form of being 'blue', and various assumptions about mental health, the mental state of the authors aside; drug addiction and alcoholism; race - Italian, asian, 'dark-skinned' people, Mexicans, etc.; sexual offences and threats; violence in any and every form and criminal acts, real or otherwise, along with any personal information used to effect; and fakery of every description, right down to fake locations and authors. The most shocking thing for me, having been through harassment - nuisance phone calls, shouted abuse, etc. - in 1997 and 1998, in that instance for no reason at all, and having encountered similar throughout life and therefore knowing perfectly well that certain kinds of people are 'out there', was how proliferate this is and they are: even if this does not represent the majority of Bristolians, the behaviour and views are certainly dominant, partly because they are considered completely acceptable and even useful; if this weren't the case, this would not have been encouraged and repeated in editorial content, a local paper encouraging or celebrating reactionary vandalism, advertising, and so on. I repeat, there is no way I could inhabit a city run by a single media organisation dominated by this kind of thing, and council, police and 'professionals' who follow suit. Remember, they call it 'Venueland' like they own and run it.

1) Games, Harrassment, Etc.

Venue #511: 17 December 2001 - 11 January 2002 I Saw You. Instantly, chemically, I faltered to fall in love, unattainable Pandora. My love knows of absences more, expressive in the promise of hope, than there is in any presence. Mr Paranoid, Paranerd, Paradox...

Venue #531: 4 October - 18 October 2002 (People later named as 'Annie' and 'Matt' driving past my house looking for the house number as I emerged from the building) I saw you Mr Space Cadet. Clutching your milk bottle and talking to plants. Groooovy. You're not paranoid, we were staring at you. Lets make a movie! Grrr! Box no 7222

Venue #536: 15 November - 21 November 2002 (The announcement of a game played by someone with malicious intent) I saw you at the bar, we were playing a game, who will win is yet to see. You're real sweet, I'm not really, thanks for being a mate I've not got many. S5365

Venue #542: 3 January - 9 January 2003 (Conceptions of mental health not worth having) I saw you at the Watershed. But you weren't here, the Goblins made me do this! My nodules crave your expert unspringing. Box S5419

Venue #543: 10 January - 16 January 2003 ('Rusty Chain', an invented red Pole) I saw you Rusty Chain at the Polish Club, on 20th December. You were red and sweating and yelling that you were coming, over and over... Come all over me!!! Box S54312

Venue #544: 17 January - 23 January 2003 (A Hanging with names taken from Gladiators) I saw you at the Farm. Congratulations Mark and Jet! Tying the knot or tying the noose? God bless xxx

Venue #546: 31 January - 6 February 2003 (I had been to the Arc Bar just before - this is pure fake) I saw you at Central Wine Bar. I think your name is Jimmy, your mullet is so sexy, it reminds me of my youth in the early 80s. You are so incompetent behind that bar. It's funny. Ring me, you are clearly a desperate coked up mother fucker! Box S5463

I saw you at The Central Wine Bar, you tried to take a bottle of Corona off of the premises. I think you had a girlfriend but who cares ay? Box S5464

Venue #548: 14 February - 20 February 2003 Beautiful red head - you write for Venue, not Cris Warren! I can't stop thinking about you, since you interviewed me last week. Please tell me you're single. Love sick musician xx

Venue #552: 14 March - 20 March 2003 I didn't see you... you welsh stud at Tog Hill, near Bath. Did the men with cameras scare you away? Bill Badger.

(The girl called Annie responding contradictorily to her own 'you looked well hard' message which referred to me actually looking at her as she sat in a car near the Arches, or someone else doing so) I saw you at The Farm lrish Frank. Your psychotic eyes do It for me baby. You have the look of a serial killer. Good message though! Cheers mate.

I saw you. A beautiful blonde fat skinny man from Hiatt Baker Hall. His lips are like trinity, his eyes like the wilderness of something like really really blue. I discovered this gentleman when I was walking in the park and he dropped his trousers, he was hung like a donkey and he reminded me of a two by four. Box 5521

Venue #555: 4 April - 10 April 2003 (Mental health again, after I had spotted the graffiti reading 'Sorry Alice' across the side of Glenside hospital) I saw you at Glenside campus. The moment I saw you, it was like everything was stopped. I couldn't help myself looking out for you in the crowd. My friends were puzzled what happeded to me but I was lost in looking at you. Box S5552

(I had had my phone disconnected shortly before this) I saw you at E-Shed. You need to hold it down Jack, put your phone back. Quit staring into space and hit your sack and that's that.

Venue #556: 11 April - 17 April 2003 I saw you at The Farm having a leek. You're beautiful all over body hair sends shivers down my spine. Why not lose yor keeper and gimme a call? Box S5581

(Blames everything on the victim; 'Ace' is also a real person, and The Mirror a real paper which was later noted as significant for its handling) I saw you in the mirror, you are ace, the best person I know. I will never forget what you have done for me.

(Annie again, or someone pretending to be her: 'falling off the tump' is a reference to a typo) I saw you falling off the tump. You looked like you were mental but I've realised I love you, I love, I love you!

Venue #557: 18 April - 24 April 2003 I saw you and all it really demonstrated was that our future would be the same as our past, and that the sin we had done once, and with loathing, we would do many times, and with joy. Box S5582

I saw you Naomi, my homme, I'm no lomnger lonely, your ma one and only...so phone me! Box 5584

I saw you at Stanton Warriors. Didn't think I'd see you again...glad I did. No pigtails this time but you were still just as amazing. We saved out halves - wanna do the whole!! I'll bite my lip...until you do again!! Box S5583

I saw you Ellie, you gave it some wellie with your big bellie, you should be on the telly with Matthew Kelly.

I saw you in the darkness as I stumbled about looking for an understanding, a notion of a memory that was so obvious, yet I could not see. if you are able to see past your blindness, maybe there's hope for me Box S5585

(A direct reference to an occupation of the messages: someone trying to steal all the message forms) I saw you at E-Shed stealing all the I saw you's! What's wrong? Something to hide? Box S5578

Venue #559: 2 May - 8 May 2003 (Mental health again) I saw you at The Farm. Thanks for everything. I'll listen to the voices snuggles and kisses. P.S I enjoyed munching on yer nuts.

Venue #562: 23 May - 29 may 2003 (A reference to a scene featuring a banjo-playing hill dweller from the film Deliverance) I saw you at The Farm. Wish I had my banjo to serenade ya. Yeehaaa yer just like me.

I saw you in Venue magazine. You were the mystery male model. What a shady character. We love it. Box S56212

I saw you and your long hair the day I thought I might be going completely insane. Now I realise it's just mild euphoria I'm ok again! Totally appreciate your seeing me and bothering to stop, thanks.

(Somone who has had enough: myself. perhaps, tired and overworked as I was?) I saw you at The Arnolfini. You looked tired and overworked, you came over and said to me that you had really had enough. I said you looked as fed up as you felt. I wish I'd given you a kiss and a hug. Box S5622

('Playing with cadavers and cookies' - dead bodies and the digital variety, used for tracking from site to site) I saw you at Po Na Na. Are vodka fuelled evening. Flat mates like no money can buy, who don't know how heavenly they are! Let's play with cadavers and cookies! Xx Box S5632

Venue #564: 6 June - 12 June 2003 ('Jennings', a public school boy at an all-night Caribbean bar) I saw you at Tasties Jennings at 6am Monday morning, head in Christopher's lap, sick in your hair, looks like another top weekend you animal.

(A message written on my behalf) I saw you all, all the time. Haven't seen you in yer underwear, nearly bare, with no hair, maybe like a pair or pretty square, either way, I don't care!!

Venue #565: I saw you at The Day Care Center. We shared an ice-cream and I mopped up your drivel. Can we do it again. Clink xx Box S5654

Venue #566: 20 June - 26 June 2003 I saw you at Po Na Na Olly. You work behind the bar. I had a great night and sorry I left without your number . Don't worry about the problem - less to drink next time yeah? Perhaps sort out your breath too though! Box S5663

Venue #567: 27 June - 3 July 2003 I saw you at your gaff, I went spacky wack wacky for your broken jack duckworth specs, then ate all your dinner - again I wish I were a broken roof! Box S5672

Venue #568: 4 July - 10 July 2003 I saw you at the Watershed I winked when I saw your funny leg fall off, it aroused me because of my father. I remembered you said your mum was like it too.

I saw you at the Watershed. You were running around like a schizophrenic and a cute little pen behind your lovely head - I think your name was Joe. Box S5684

Venue #569: 11 July - 17 July 2003 I saw you at Arc bar, very drunk on the stage dancing on a Friday night, you looked like a right dick...You should lay off the booze luv!

Venue Website, I Saw You, March 2003 Re: Mew I think you might be paranoid .... no not paranoid ... but they're after me ... if u don't know who they are ... you must be one of them :) Good hunting

Venue #572: 1 August - 7 August 2003 I saw you first a long time ago. Is there a tangibility to this fantasy, sometimes there in no fantasy there for sometimes it's real. Butterflies Vs brain. PS On holiday 4th to 19th. Box S5721

3) Violence The principal reason these - violence and criminal acts - are listed at all, apart from the image they give of life in Bristol, is the fact that three of my own messages were described by a police officer as a 'public order offence' despite the fact that they contained no threats, etc., and despite freedom of speech: they complained of what I had been subject to and about the advertising on Gloucester Road, for good reason. By contrast the I Saw Yous were littered with threats, violence, references to criminal acts and sexual offences and innuendo thereof.

Venue #523: 14 June - 28 June 2002 I Saw You at the accident and emergency ward at the B.R.I on Saturday night, you, stitch in head, me broken nose. Shall we meet again? Box No 5945

I Saw You at the Arnolfini I was touched by the tissue soaking the blood on your pock marked face. You wren't sure of your identity but I think I could hepl if only you were such a loony ps the hills are alive Box No 5952

Venue #531: 4 October - 18 October 2002 I saw you at the junction at the end of Zetland Rd. Crossing at the lights you stepped out and were hit by a black Volvo. I think I saw you winking at me before you lost consciousness. What ward are you in? Box no 7230

I saw you at the Watershed. You were the bloke looking mashed with the milk bottle stuck 2 the side of ya face. Fair play. Box no 7221

I saw you Mr Space Cadet. Clutching your milk bottle and talking to plants. Groooovy. You're not paranoid, we were staring at you. Lets make a movie! Grrr! Box no 7222

Venue #544: 17 January - 23 January 2003 I Saw you being repeatedly manhandled from the stage at the Thekia on NYE. You were too wild for me... Box S5445

Venue #545: I saw you at Watershed. Psycho's eyeing up Captain Birds Eye on Sunday 12th Jan. Lovely. Box S54518

Venue #556: 11 April - 17 April 2003 I saw you in my dreams. You've been nowhere that I've been but when I see you sparks will fly. You Kong fu bike riding, tree hugging, beer drinking beauty! Box S5562

Venue #560: 9 May - 15 May 2003 I saw you at The Greenbank (pawed you more like) Tasty geezah ripe for the lickin. Got me droolin as I dogged you up, but slumbered through my slobber you wag. At least someone gets the staff these days. Ditch the Lassie, lets get sassy.....jaaahn! Box S5631

I saw you at UWE bar. Oooooh Ooooh ow! You're sweet! Red hair and I like you. UWE bar, politics eh? Rowdy mates, I have.... S5635

Venue #563: 30 May - 5 June 2003 Lesbian, 39, professional, n/s seeks sane woman with at least half a brain and own teeth! Box 2459

Venue #565: 13 June - 19 June 2003 I saw you at the Watershed. Ooh stripey, stripe me up, that's it, stripe me. Be my sexy beast. Box S5658

Venue #568: 4 July - 10 July 2003 I saw you at the Watershed. I broke your pancreas when I coughed. Your brother said I was a 'dirty gay' but I'm not. I could make your day little pony peach fish. Box S5681

Venue Website, I Saw You, July 2002 and you saw me, but i fell in half so you put me to sleep.

Venue Website, I Saw You, August 2002 I saw you on Maoming Nan Lu, Ala Shanghai. You walked through the crowds and said 'He who seeks revenge should dig two graves'. Bloody hell, I thought to myself.

Venue Website, I Saw You, March 2003 I saw you NUTTERS in the food factory, St Werburgh's. Lets do it again... Balding

I saw ewe, sheep and lambs butcher@slaughtherhouse.co.uk

Venue Website, I Saw You, July 2003 I saw you on the opposite platform at Bath station on the 18th June. You were waiting patiently for the London train in your wheelchair. I was smartly dressed and smiled at you from afar...

I saw you rob, you cant escape,in your alpina. we all want some. severn shed friday 20th

Venue Website, I Saw You, July 2003 I saw you pulling out the gas pipes from along Archfield Road. Actually my mate saw you first when our cooker started to back out of the room. (It is a second floor bedsit so you must have pretty good muscles). Anyway, watcha gonna do with all that piping eh ? Cotham123@aol.com

Venue Website, I Saw You, August 2003 Willy Wobbles - I love your strawberries and cream. Would you like me (Mrs Double Doughnuts) to COME and LICK your cream off?

4) Other Criminal Acts

Venue #523: 14 June - 28 June 2002 (Vandalism - mine) I Saw You at the Farm. Thanks for being a good mate - get a new car Matty Boy from John Boy. 5916

Venue #531: 4 October - 18 October 2002 (Redland allotments) I saw you at the Watershed. Lookin' fine in ya yellow fish gutting clogs, eating carrots. Box no 7223

Venue #536: 15 November - 21 November 2002 (Redland allotments) I saw you with your leeks and asparagus. The wind blowing your huge composter. What a sight. Meet on the hill. Box S5368

Venue #537: 22 November - 28 November 2002 (Redland allotments) I saw you looking damn fine in ya fluffy wellies. Dammit. Meet me by the chicken coup to ruffle some feathers. Box S5373

(Vandalism - mine) I saw you at MOB business lecture. You're a cute patchy haired blonde/brunette curly hunk, you're about 5'10, I think you're called Christian. but I'm too shy to speak to you because you're so fit and funny. I think I'm In love! Box S5379

(Redland allotments) I saw you at The Watershed, your artistry was consummate, your arse divine, the bottle was empty, please will you be hours...what?! Eat something next time Mr Farmer! Box S53713

Venue #552: 14 March - 20 March 2003 (Spam!) I saw you at Snappy Snaps, my favourite Polish bear. I'm so glad you came to England. Happy Birthday baby. Love C x Box 5529

(Spam!) I saw you at Snappy Snaps. You 12 x 18 Matt big borders, me 6 x 4 Gloss small borders. I love your work! You Chris, me? Box 55212

Venue #553: 21 March - 27 March 2003 (Mugging) I saw you you bastard, trying to mug me. I bet you didn't expect me to hold on to my bag. Amateur. Thanks for making me jumpy when I am out now.

Venue #554: 26 March - 3 April 2003 (Glenside graffiti) I saw you at Glenside campus. The moment I saw you, it was like everything was stopped. I couldn't help myself looking out for you in the crowd. My friends were puzzled what happeded to me but I was lost in looking at you. Box S5552

Venue #555: 4 April - 10 April 2003 (Redland allotments) I saw you at Po na na. I looked like Anakin Sty Walker, you looked like a stud. call me. Box S5558

Venue #556: 11 April - 17 April 2003 (Redland allotments) I saw you at The Farm having a leek. You're beautiful all over body hair sends shivers down my spine. Why not lose yor keeper and gimme a call? Box S5581

Venue #557: 18 April - 24 April 2003 (Kate Whithers - Redland allotments) I saw you at Moles in Bath you bunch of wrongun horse boys and girls. You were all wonked out of your heads but NO REGRETS!! Luv mashley xx

(Theft) I saw you outside E-Shed, April 9th, 12 noon, stealing my BMX you nasty rude thieving pile of dog's vomit. I hope you're condemned to a life of eternal misery, despair and guilt. I'm fortunate enough to have your ugly maggot face on CCTV. Hope you get what you deserve, you f***ing idiot.

Venue #562: 23 May - 29 may 2003 (Spam! - an incorrect description) I saw your photos at Watershed. Dear Mr Dyson, I want to tell you that I love your 2nd photo. All my friends love the 3rd but I love the second because it has no line. You have to look harder to see the picture. Box S5624

(Spam!) I saw you at The Watershed. As always, no, not shite! Not the shite, and no, not the question. Love ...just * * and everything in between. Box S5626

Venue #564: 6 June - 12 June (Vehicle accident) I saw you. It's a shame you didn't see me before putting your car in my way. Thanks for breaking my leg. I hope you know that you've totalled a very special motorbike. Box S5644

(Vandalism - the first message referring to 'Weeksy') I saw you Weeksy (Bangkok boy) Back from Thailand, tan on your face, out defacing public conveniences on Whiteladies Road with your new phone. No, Luv Neville xxx

Venue #565: 13 June - 19 June 2003 (Credit card fraud) I saw you at the Watershed on 1st June 2003 at lunch time. You served me my food. You were the lush barman who told me l should be worried when my Debit card took ages to authorise. You had blue cords on. Box S5657

Venue #571: 25 July - 31 July 2003 (Vandalism) I saw you as you hurled a rock threw my friends car window a couple of weeks ago. Then I saw your number plate as you repeatedly drove past! You dumbass!! That'll help the police find you, won't it Mr Renault?

(Allusion to mobile phone tracking) I still sea you everywhere Michelle, looking beautiful all of the time. You make me shine, do you see me shining. Box S5701

Venue Website, I Saw You, July 2003 (Theft) I saw you ... you gaunt looking grey scag head nick my bike last night outside the arnolfini .. would love to get to know you intimitley ..luv ya big tim long time

5) Sex and Sexual Offences

Venue #531: 4 October - 18 October 2002 I saw you at Browns. Behind the bar. Love the Beckham haircut! If you fancy having a sweet time come to the pineapple and ask for Big Ron. Box no 7225

I saw you at The Farm. DJ Dad! Playin' phat tunes. Just to say I think your tops... pops! Box no 7213

Venue #536: 15 November - 21 November 2002 I saw you at The Farm, you sexy Guy Fawkes Daddy!

I saw you where I always see you. Again and again. For gods sake when will you realise whats good for you and be my bitch? Box S5362

Venue #537: 22 November - 28 November 2002 I saw you at Watershed. I was grinding some daughter, getting my smoke on an ting when a girl 13 years younger gave me some sugar. Cashback! Ring me back an call me daddy. Box S53719

I saw you at The Watershed. You were grinding up some daughter, smokin some weed an ting. Bo.

Venue#545: 24 January - 30 January 2003 I saw you at the gates of hell. Your cloven hooves were gurt lush, your tail was long and snake like. If you tease my beard with your trident of love, my dad will buy you a new bike. Amen. Box S54510

Venue Website, I Saw You, July 2003 I saw you ... you gaunt looking grey scag head nick my bike last night outside the arnolfini .. would love to get to know you intimitley ..luv ya big tim long time

Venue #543: 10 January - 16 January 2003 I saw you Rusty Chain at the Polish Club, on 20th December. You were red and sweating and yelling that you were coming, over and over... Come all over me!!! Box S54312

Venue #552: 14 March - 20 March 2003 I saw you. A beautiful blonde fat skinny man from Hiatt Baker Hall. His lips are like trinity, his eyes like the wilderness of something like really really blue. I discovered this gentleman when I was walking in the park and he dropped his trousers, he was hung like a donkey and he reminded me of a two by four. Box 5521

Venue #559: I saw you at the same time again! Please, please, pull up your trousers because you're nicked!

Venue #562: 23 May - 29 may 2003 I saw you Jess. Thought you'd rock my world, you never did, you made me feel like I'm a kidlor, maybe I'm just blue. Box S56211

Venue #565: 13 June - 19 June 2003 I saw you at The Day Care Centre. We shared an ice-cream and I mopped up your dribble. Can we do it again. Clink xx Box S5654

Venue #567: 27 June - 3 July 2003 I saw you at your gaff, I went spacky wack wacky for your broken jack duckworth specs, then ate all your dinner - again I wish I were a broken roof! Box S5672

Venue #572: 1 August - 7 August 2003 I saw you Javid, in the mall and around town. I think I'd make a good mistress. I hope you agree? Ellie. Box 5722

Venue Website, I'm Sore At You, June 2004 re. 'daddy'/'baby' debate, as a peadophile i regularly call my lovers 'baby', because that is what they are. I also actively encourage them to call me 'daddy' because it turns me on. I hope this had shed some light on the issue. God bless.

5) Venue Staff These indicate the obvious presence of Venue staff themselves, or at the very least, messages designed to appear to be written by them, often in this context and occasionally coinciding with the appearance of their own content in the magazine, usually Rear View. This helps to account for the way the messages were being used and the absorption of themes into the editorial and the close relationship between the two.

Venue #523: 14 June - 28 June 2002 (Anna Britten) I Saw You at the Arnolfini - I think your name is Anna. You are the most gorgeous specimen of blondness I have ever had the fortune to discover. If you own a stripy T-shirt and a stetson, you are mine! Box No 5912

Venue #531: 4 October - 18 October 2002 (Anna Britten) I saw you at the watershed. Blonde, blue eyes, your name was Anna and we got on as hot as a Finnish sauna. You know my number. Box no 7136

Venue #545: 24 January - 30 January 2003 (Sounds like Kate Whithers) I saw you at E-Shed u random shroom heads. Oh dear, everything's melting, never good! Glad we've been seen at last, thanks to the well fit bar GS, let's find ourselves in greenflelds with sun on our backs u randoms! J xxx Box S5457

Venue #548: (A 'reporter') I saw you at Kickers, I was a reporter, you were a girl. We should make sweet love. You know it makes sense! Box S5484

Venue #554: 26 March - 3 April 2003 (Abby Foss?) I saw you at Amolfini on Sunday. I'm a friend of Abby's. you used to work In Westworld. I never came in... I was weanrig a yellow T. showing off on my phone... should have come over. to shy.. dig your orange shades... Beer? Box 5541

Venue #556: 11 April - 17 April 2003 (Melissa Blease, coinciding with 'Better Snob Than Slob' Rear View piece) I saw you in my garden with your builders bum. Be my Kbumpkin and run away with me to Espagne with me Hola Mb! Box S5610

Venue #557: 18 April - 24 April 2003 (Kate Whithers, coinciding with 'Worse For wear' Rear View piece) I saw you and all it really demonstrated was that our future would be the same as our past, and that the sin we had done once, and with loathing, we would do many times, and with joy. Box S5582

I saw you at Moles in Bath you bunch of wrongun horse boys and girls. You were all wonked out of your heads but NO REGRETS!! Luv Mashley xx

I saw you at Stanton Warriors. Didn't think I'd see you again...glad I did. No pigtails this time but you were still just as amazing. We saved our halves - I wanna do the whole!! I'll bite my lip..until you do again!! Box S5583

I saw you Naomi, my homme, I'm no longer lonely, your ma one and only...so phone me! Box 5584

Venue #560: 9 May - 15 May 2003 (Melissa Blease, coinciding with 'Sars In Their Eyes' Rear View piece) I saw you in the Watershed. There was a young lady with frills, she gave me an assortment of pills, she said with a smile, you are so gull-i-bile, they wont cure none of your ills. Box 5605

Venue #564: 6 June - 12 June I saw you at the Watershed. You sexy ladies all dressed up with your backstage passes! Don't you forget dungarees rule, smoking keeps doctors employed and it's a compliment to be IDd! Bout bloody time we were seen as well...

Venue #571: 25 July - 31 July 2003 (Jo Renshaw) I saw you Jo Slamshaw. You phoned me and I didn't answer. Now I've lost your number! Box S5702

Venue #573: (Emma Parkinson?) I saw you Pugsley in the Park, rockin your blue stripes. You kept losing the key to your handcuffs! I enjoyed playing with you. Emma

Venue #572: 1 August - 7 August 2003 (Jo Renshaw) I saw you Jo. You phoned me and I didn't answer. Now I've lost you number! Box S5702

6) Family & Acquaintances In some of these cases I have no doubt of the relevance of the name's appearance, in others doubt may be maintained, although the odd thing is just how many right names appear; the typical objection would be that a few subtle details had been changed, although this would match the way, for example, SA appeared to be writing content herself - by changing a few small details so it could easily be denied.

Venue #512: 11 January - 25 January 2002 (Esther) I Saw You, the naughty mermaid on New Years Day. Me: ruined sailor boy, dashed against the rocks of your blue planet. Dazed & confused, making no attempt to escape, even though the water was rising. PS you smell of haddock.

Venue #523: 14 June - 28 June 2002 (Esther) I Saw You in my bed, giving me the best koala hugs and kisses. At 26 you are sexier than ever. Happy Birthday from the Giraffe xxxx Box No 5939

(Maddy) I Saw You at Mandalyns I came in again Mando, your name a wonderful name to compliment your deep delicious eyes xxx Box No 5930

(Maddy) I Saw You at Mandalyns, its me again. I think your name is Mandy or Manda. I cant get you out of my head. Box No 5932

Venue #531: 4 October - 18 October 2002 (Esther) I saw you at the E-Shed. Tall, leggy...all eyes on you, with taught, lithe skin. Here's to the next 26 years! Love ya baby!

(Esther, whose spitting image turns up in an Estee Lauder advert in 2004) I saw you at Birth. Wonderful Mump! Now you know there is a reason to read 'I saw you'. I love ya xxx Esty. Box no 7212

(Kirsty) I saw you at the Roo Bar. You had big eyebrows and a lovely pair of winkle pickers. Oh Kirsty, I love you. Will you be my Michael Jackson and blow bubbles? Box no 7216

(Tim) I saw you at R.S.V.P in Bath. You walked through the door and my heart skipped a beat. You said your name was Tim and you owned a laundrette. You wanted to watch my smalls go round! Box no, 7137

(Australia) I saw you Erotic Dave, Eramos pocos y paria la abuela. Can't wait to marry you my little wallaby.

Venue website: February 2004 (Kirsty) Saw you in Zansi bar in derby sat 24th january. My name is Kirsty, Iam sure you will definatley remeber me. You went home just before 2am. If you tell me where you live, I will know if its you! www.kirsty@cuict.co.uk

Venue website: April 2004 (Claire) ben n*****(?) and you werent there. i had to eye up your sketch book in the rwa and marvel at your wit. i dont know what you look like but i've looked round your house...i've seen your room. freaked out? i know i am. x clemencyp** **hotmail.com

Venue website: January 2002 (Claire) BEN I've seen you around the triangle a few times. Usually with your sister whose nose is not as bad as yours (your words not mine!) I think you are gorgeous nose and all! You said you were sort of seeing someone but that did'nt stop you kissing me in Ha Ha Bar ....Why don't you leave your sister alone for once and come out with me? You won't regret it! Claire X missyc@talk21.com

Venue #523: 14 June - 28 June 2002 (Lucy) I Saw You at the Farm, I think you ride a scooter and have a lovely hooter I think your mums called claire and you have wicked hair. Box No 59122

Venue #536: 15 November - 21 November 2002 (Lucy) I saw you at The E-Shed, hey Guapa! You're looking so good tonight babe, can you guess who I am? From your brunette love bitch. Box S5366

(Lucy) I saw you at Rolf & Dave's Halloween party 2nd Nov. You were dressed as Wednesday Adams. Who would have thought any man could look so good dressed as a woman; nice legs, fantastic handbag. Maybe I could be your Pugsley and you could tower over me? Box S53618

(Lucy) I saw you at Rolf & Dave's Halloween party on Saturday Nov. 2nd. You were dressed as David "Bargain Hunt" Dickinson in that wonderful 3 piece suit with the black mullet wig. Fancy coming to value me? Cheap as chips! Box S53622

(Lucy) I saw you at The Watershed. It's a crime that people don't have lime in their San Miguel. I appreciate your hell! With that red (ish) dress in mind, I think that you're the kind of girl to give me a yell. Box S53629

(Lucy) I saw you at The Lamb and Lion Sunday night Karaoke. Song C David song for you. Lost your number Lucy from Keynsham. Box S53730

Venue #536: 22 November - 28 November 2002 (Lucy) I Saw You at The Watershed looking like a little ninja girl. Dark long brown hair and low black top. You were standing at the bar next to me, we exchanged glances and said hi. Box S53723

Venue #531: 4 October - 18 October 2002 (Ace?) I saw you at the Watershed. Blonde, bright-eyed and bootylicious. I think you were called ace. Give me some sugar baby! Box no 7226

Venue #536: 15 November - 21 November 2002 (Isobel) I saw you at The Star and Garter Jason. You work at BAE. Can you remember what I do?! I think you should know that I definitely fancy the pants off you! See you soon...? Love Isobel. Box S53628

Venue #537: 22 November - 28 November 2002 (Toby) I saw you at The Watershed. Your manky mullet does you no good, you should drink more Tiger Beer because you're only a pussy cat. Nice cashew coat from Oxfam Toby, good luck in employment! Box S53717

Venue #552: 14 March - 20 March 2003 (John, neigbour) I saw you at The Lansdown on Saturday, you were cooking and I found you really attractive, I know you live next door and really want to meet you. I think you're called John. See you soon sexy Box 5524

Venue website, March 2003 (Asa) CHARLIE!! Can't keep chasing you on the bus down Whitladies Road, even though your smile might be worth it! Swedish girl (with odd name you introduced yourself to on Friday 21 March at 8.15) here! Do it again, but this time over a late night drink! asaandersson2003@yahoo.co.uk

Venue #555: 4 April - 10 April 2003 (Asa) I saw you Charlie!! Can't keep chasing you on the bus down Whiteladies road! Even though that smile and look in your eyes might be worth it a while longer! Ring me for a late night drink! Asa Box S55515

Venue #558 ('Tunneling activists') (Toby Pascoe) I saw you at B TP. I see you glinting across the way and I want you. X Box S55713I saw you at the Cadbury. You were cooking in the kitchen in your black and white pants. You sexy ting. Love ya xx

Venue #559: (Gillian) I saw you at Po Na Na. You asked me out from behind the cloakroom door, I asked your name and it was Gillian. I said I would call but lost the number, please be in on the night of May 1st so I can see you again! Box 5599

Venue #560: 9 May - 15 May 2003 (Gwen) I saw you. We met over the bar at the Watershed where you work. You were friendly and vampy in that maroon dress with the sexy holes! Hmmm I think your name is Gwen. Box 5602

Venue #568: 4 July - 10 July 2003 (Joe) I saw you at the Watershed. You were running around like a schizophrenic and a cute little pen behind your lovely head - think your name was Joe. Box S5684

Venue #573: 8 August - 14 August 2003 (Emma) I saw you Pugsley in the Park, rockin your blue stripes. You kept losing the key to your handcuffs! I enjoyed playing with you. Emma

7) Police

Venue #523: 14 June - 28 June 2002 I Saw You, at Kingsdown asking about my neighbour who had been burgled. I pleaded ignorance, quietly hoping you'd whisk me away and take down my particulars. Looking gorgeous in that uniform I have reason to believe you'd look gorgeous in anything. Box No 5957

Venue #559: 2 May - 8 May 2003 I saw you at the same time again! Please, please, pull up your trousers, because you're nicked!

I saw you. Hey there big boy, fancy a ride with me and wilf? Box 55910

I saw you attacking sparrows in the park. You had a false leg and I had a nasty cold. We could make beautiful music together as long as we can find a kazoo. You're twisting my melons man. Call the cops! Box 55911

Venue #567: 27 June - 3 July 2003 I saw you in your rover. Your walnut dash makes me splash. You can fill me in with your coloured pencil. Big Tips x Box S5673

I saw you at the Watershed. Sue Sue Sue, I love you, you're cool, you're bloody gorgeous too!

Venue #570: 18 July - 24 July 2003 I saw you outside of work, a regular place for you to hang out it seems....dosser!! Exercise that brain of yours and maybe you'll remember who your Clients are and I won't have to ask every dam one of them who they are, where they come from, place and date of birth etc!

Venue Website, I Saw You, July 2003 I saw you in Carrefour gym saturday 21st june around 10am. You: wearing white muscle t-shirt, black shorts. Me: similar t-shirt, blue shorts, similar height to you. Maybe my gaydar's off but think we caught each other's eyes! I'm on bristolguy999999@yahoo.co.uk

Venue Website, I Saw You, August 2003 I saw you: roughed up, flack jacketed policeman. Outside police station - Broadmead, near Hennes. Me in full length cream wool coat, looking icy in the cold weather; you, dark and striking, and you smiled as I walked by. Email: cliftonscamp@hotmail.com

8) Race Remarks referring to Poles and other Eastern Europeans are common, as are 'dark-skinned' people, carribean ladies, Mexicans, odd references to Asians, and it's important to note the way race is used for its fear value. References to certain locations - a Jamaican pub, for example - may have helped to fuel this and in that case get it closed down (this is only noted as suspect because the location appears and because it was referred to surreptitiously by Anna Britten in a review piece where Bath's equivalent had 'cleaned up its act', and because local authorities then attempted to close a takeaway I also used to frequent because it was 'causing litter', which makes even less sense of breaking the litter bins on Gloucester Road and encouraging or celebrating the fact in The Evening Post). Even in 2007 racial or similar remarks could still be seen on the Venue website, usually referring to easy targets like Serbs and northerners. Anyone considered 'rural' was and still is a target.

Venue Website, I Saw You, October 2002 I saw you at a party at Miks place and you had a face like a bag of spanners and were about as interesting as a book about the economy of Latvia. No I don't want to go out with you and no I don't want to compare didgeriedoos! Bob G

Venue #537: 22 November - 28 November 2002 I saw you at The Watershed. You were coughing up nachos and refried beans into your hand. I'll never look at another man again. Box S53718

I saw you at the Watershed, you were eating some tasty nachos (although you've got a big enough arse anyway)and spilt all over your hands. I was well impressed though.

Venue #541: 20 Dec 2002 - 2 January 2003 I saw you at Delfter Krug. Your mysterious eyes and dark skin drew me to you. You didn't understand much English which made it more exciting-saw you Monday and Tuesday at work. Box S5416

I saw you at Delfter Krug, Bath. You are Gayorg. How do you catch a moonbeam in your hand? Box S5417

Venue #543: 10 January - 16 January 2003 I saw you Rusty Chain at the Polish Club, on 20th December. You were red and sweating and yelling that you were coming, over and over... Come all over me!!! Box S54312

Venue Website, I Saw You, March 2003 I saw you from far away via the bullring. Getting married to a skip rat...a bloke who shaves his side burns and developes monkinstein cut.

I Saw You - top heavy landlady - here's another clue your surname sounded like a suburb of leeds - and then it became an Arabic one - not unlike a famous battle cyptic or what ??

I saw you top heavy landlady - more clues to follow

Venue #552: 14 March - 20 March 2003 I saw you at Snappy Snaps, my favourite Polish bear. I'm so glad you came to England. Happy Birthday baby, Love C x box 5529

I saw you at Snappy Snaps. You 12 x 18 Matt big borders, me 6 x 4 Gloss small borders. I love your work! You Chris, me? Box 55212

Venue Website, I Saw You, July 2003 I saw you handsome at Ashton Court on Saturday. You wearing white T with blue piping, beige combats and cap, shaking your snake hips along with the Big Twiglet. Me stood behind without the courage to talk to you, even though you looked lost. I shot JR.

Venue #556: 11 April - 17 April 2003 I saw you sexually harassing me amongst others , on the door of The Star and Garter, when will you learn that your behaviour is unacceptable? Fuck off old man.

I saw you at the Watershed talking about making music for films. I didn't have time to pinch your bum you gorgeous profound Asian man. Box S5653

Venue website: April 2004 ben n*****(?) and you werent there. i had to eye up your sketch book in the rwa and marvel at your wit. i dont know what you look like but i've looked round your house...i've seen your room. freaked out? i know i am. x clemencyp** **hotmail.com

9) Personal Details The Venue I Saw You page states that Venue do not place messages which carry full names, let alone addresses, etc., a stipualtion repeated to me by Nigel Locker. One of these numbers, the one accompanying the message referring to someone called Maria Sweetman (a full name!) produced a man who claimed he had no idea what his number was doing on the Venue website.

Venue #531: 4 October - 18 October 2002 I saw you at the Watershed. I saw Matt Bowers looking ever so sexy! Box no 7234

Venue Website, I Saw You, 12 November 2002 We were on a flight back from Bangladesh to LHR, you were sat at seat 28F/G on 29th sept 2002. Tried to get your number but didn't manage. Call 07761729929

Venue #537: 22 November - 28 November 2002 I saw you Gerry of 10 Winsley rd, the fat bloke in the corner I love you!

Venue #552: 14 March - 20 March 2003 I saw you at Yates on Sunday 2nd March. Tall. Pretty Lollipop charity girl. I was with three workfriends, grey suit, If youre single, would like to meet up one weekend for a date. movie. night out. Call me on 0117 9499045

Venue #571: 25 July - 31 July 2003 I saw you Jo Slamshaw. You phoned me and I didn't answer. Now I've lost your number! Box S5702

Venue Website, I Saw You, 5 December 2002 Maria Sweetman... I'm desperate to see you again.... it's been a long time and yet my dreams are still punctured every quarter or so by some memory or other... 07932 114291

Venue Website, I Saw You, July 2003 Absolutely Stunning femaale -in my rear view mirror - Monday last approx 4pm - you driving a blue ford letters GHY - slow crawl down Marine Parade -- turned my head - wish now I had literally - love to get closer call/text 07977 058370 email elderlothario@aol.com

Venue Website, I Saw You, August 2003 I saw you Dan Hiles. You are a PEP's and ISA's fox. Foxy Fox. Can't believe you haven't been snapped up already. I'm just waiting to make my move...xx

10) The italian theme and del Naja The thing to watch with these is the way the Italian theme is played, and the way del Naja's arrest is pre-empted, used, and the way he is then used against me. A fake relationship with 'S' is just a bonus.

Venue #541: 20 Dec 2002 - 2 January 2003 I saw you writing random I Saw You's. Did you see me by the I Saw Yous, cause I saw you two! Yum Yum. box S5411

I saw you at Watershed writing an I Saw You about those two, you saw me cause I was with you. they were quite tasty! Box S5414

I saw you at Bath Tap. man behind the fruit machine. come out whoever you are for love and fun. Box S5415

I saw you at Watershed. The waiter (with the widow's peak) is rather shy and very cute.

I saw you at Watershed (Box Office, CafE Bar, Admin. Kitchen). It has been lovely working with you guys. Un grande Abbraccie (a big hug). Maurizio xxx

I see you working at the Watershed. You are beautiful and have a lovely way of being. 'Hello and goodbye'. xx

Venue #545: 24 January - 30 January 2003 I saw you at Bar Latino's on Thursday 19th December. I broke your leg, I am really sorry, I hope you are OK. have a fab New Year! Break a leg!!

I saw you at Watershed. You the sexy Greek behind the bar? Don't stay in the background, we want to see more of that lovely ass! Box S54515

I saw you at Maurizzio's. Beautiful girl with eastern eyes. You will see me before I see you again. Come to lunch. Box S5475

I saw you in bed this morning my homy little fuck monkey! You know who you are...I love you! Big hugs xxx D

Venue #548: 14 February - 20 February 2003 Beautiful red head - you write for Venue, not Cris Warren! I can't stop thinking about you, since you interviewed me last week. Please tell me you're single. Love sick musician xx

Venue #552: 14 March - 20 March 2003 I saw you along from the end, in your usual space. My reformed alcoholic, I want you Box 55217

Venue #553: 21 March - 27 March 2003 I saw you on Park Street. I was the musician, you were the boy with coat. You looked, smelt and were so good. Please call me. Box 5539

Venue #556: 11 April - 17 April 2003 I saw you at The Pump House. I was working as a waitress in The pump House when I met you...you amazed me with your magic tricks. I've got a few tricks I'd liek to show you. I think your name was Laurie. Love and hoping D x

Venue #557: 18 April - 24 April 2003 I saw you at the Watershed and I fell in love with you, your mole made me crazy with the hair on your ears. Please if you're interested call me. Lucia. Box S5581

I saw you at The Watershed. You were looking beautiful and radiant, and you said your name was Avancha. I want you sexy. L xxx Box S55711

Venue #560: 9 May - 15 May 2003 I saw you in the Watershed. You used to work here - where have you been, me and the lads miss you - where are you Shelley - I wanted to ask you out but too scared. Box 5604

Venue #563: 30 May - 5 June 2003 I saw you at The Venue bar and I'm looking for love! So how about you come over here and give me some loving! X PS I love you Rapazi X Box S5634

Venue #565: 13 June - 19 June 2003 I saw you at Watershed on 4th June you Italian stud, wearing a blue diesel top. Tall with mid-length hair. You are my love, my dream. Ding Dong! Yours. Box S5651

I saw you at The Farm playing cards. You were rubbish! Missing you already. D box S5656

Venue #566: 20 June - 26 June 2003 I saw you at the Watershed on 1st June 2003 at lunch time. You were the lush barman who told me I should be worried when my debit card took ages to authorise. You had blue cords on. Box S5657

Venue #567: 27 June - 3 July 2003 I saw you at Moranello looking out of windows

Venue #568: 4 July - 10 July 2003 I saw you at Fopp you were dribbling on the beegees. I made a clay model of you and I play games with it when I'm feeling better. Box S5682

Venue Website, I Saw You, July 2003 I saw you rob, you cant escape,in your alpina. we all want some. severn shed friday 20th

I saw you on the opposite platform at Bath station on the 18th June. You were waiting patiently for the London train in your wheelchair. I was smartly dressed and smiled at you from afar...

Venue #572: 1 August - 7 August 2003 I saw you this morning in my bed you snake. Happy Birthday x

Venue #573: 8 August - 14 August 2003 I saw you with yet ANOTHER bird loading up your car one morning! honestly how many do you need? Snake! x

Venue #574: 15 August - 21 August 2003 I saw you in Clifton, ghetto fabulous darling! I was scared, but you protected me and rubbed my tummy after I ate chocolate and cheese. You made me larf so much before I fell asleep with you...I think you're kinda cool Snake...x Shamoa!

11) Venue Features These messages illustrate the way the I Saw Yous were being used by people with editorial knowledge - i.e. staff - to tie in with content appearing in the magazine from week to week, in other words to build scam on the one hand and to directly sell the magazine's editorial content and website hits on the other. These were illustrated to be faked by staff after a phone call inquiry showed no such knowledge.

Venue #548: 14 February - 20 February 2003 (Cris Warren, a 'redhead', an interview, a 'sick musician') Beautiful red head - you write for Venue, not Cris Warren! I can't stop thinking about you, since you interviewed me last week. Please tell me you're single. Love sick musician xx

Venue #557: ('Tunnelling activists') I saw you at The Cadbury. Pika, they're fat, they're round, they chew all over the ground, bug fat chu's big fat chu's. We love you grubby one!!! Love Rig

Venue #558 ('Tunneling activists') I saw you at B TP. I see you glinting across the way and I want you. X Box S55713I saw you at the Cadbury. You were cooking in the kitchen in your black and white pants. You sexy ting. Love ya xx

Venue #563: ('Gay marriage' report) I saw you Jon. Pleased to see you and David are happy and marriage is on the cards. Good luck with the adoption of baby Sam!

Venue #567: ('Secretary' review and cover) I saw you in my office, my breast rested on your arm. Moustache tingling! Helen x box S5674

Venue #567: ('Will Self' feature) I saw you at the Watershed. Will, how are you so goddamn gorgeous?

Venue #573: 8 August - 14 August 2003 ('Porn actress') I saw you at Arc bar, very drunk on the stage dancing on a Friday night, you looked like a right dick...You should lay off the booze luv!

Venue #574: 15 August - 21 August 2003 ('Anger management therapist') I see you all the time, you think you're too cool for school but you're not you dick! Box S5798

12) Participants These, often signed 'J', 'S' or 'L', began to appear in late 2002. In light of the fact that I had never placed a single message in Venue magazine, and of course, it's officially difficult to object to initial-signed messages, however bear-facedly they parade scam and saga, it seems fair to assume that all, or at least most, of these were being deliberately faked. Overlooking them all as coincidental is ruled out given everything else that appears and that was going on.

Venue #537: 22 November - 28 November 2002 I saw you at The Watershed. hey yanky, wanna doodle my dandy? All man you are!! Soon hunny, J XX

Venue #557: 18 April - 24 April 2003 I saw you at The Watershed. You were looking beautiful and radiant, and you said your name was Avancha. I want you sexy. L xxx Box S55711

Venue #564: 6 June - 12 June 2003 I saw you all, all the time. Haven't seen you in yer underwear, nearly bare, with no hair, maybe like a pair or pretty square, either way, I don't care!!

Venue #608: 16 - 25 April 2004 ('J') I'm sore at plenty of you...you pretend to support me, then bitch behind my back. Then set L up with someone new when he's got enough crap to deal with. Then deny all knowledge of it. Then complain cause he won't shag her. Then blame me when he dumps her. Then blame me when I won't get back with him. Then make sure I know you're blaming me. Then try to tell me you're on my side. BUTT OUT. I'm starting to feel a little angry...

13) Politics and Religion Venue #523: I Saw You at the Watershed you were wearing a CCCP jacket, looking miserable at the bar, I couldn;t help but notice your pain, it runs deep, share it with me. Love Sucre xx Box No 5946

Venue #557: 18 April - 24 April 2003 I saw you and all it really demonstrated was that our future would be the same as our past, and that the sin we had done once, and with loathing, we would do many times, and with joy. Box S5582

[edit] Appendix 2: Harrassment Methods

• Message Scam: Messages began in Venue in late 2001 and steadily increased to near-saturation, helped by JH and SA's apparent move onto the Venue website in 2002. I still assume that it was this presence of a clear theme that obviously involved Venue staff that led to the absorption into editorial content and the absorption by wider media after mid-2003. Messages aimed at me, frequently under other names, included threats, sexual allusions and child-sex themes, references to acts of criminal damage and intrusion, references to or the alleged presence of police, the presence of Venue staff and messages designed to appear to be placed by people appearing in the magazine from week to week but obviously fake, messages designed to appear to be placed by me, and the presence or illusion of past acquaintances, including a teenage girlfriend and her family, and even my own family members. Messages from the Venue site and the magazine are appendicised above.

• Intrusion and Theft: It was first apparent that access had been gained to my flat in late-2003; after I returned from a visit to London, a playing card matching one placed at the address in Hampstead went missing from the display board in my bedroom, a pair of my jeans appeared to have been slashed, and a card which I did not buy appeared on top of my fridge in a W.H.Smith's bag. After these incidents I operated under the assumption that access had been gained, by whatever method, up until I managed to change the lock and ensured I was the only person in possession of keys. Messages alluding to intrusion into my home appeared on the Venue website in 2004, immediately after the incident noted with the speeding car on Kerstemen Road. In mid-to-late 2004 cycles belonging to various people were stolen from the downstairs of the address by black youths seen by one occupant running away; since the theft obviously depended on knowing that the window beside the door had been partially broken for a few days, and that this could be used to gain entry, and that there were cycles to steal, and bearing in mind the severe unlikelihood of a few black kids 'stumbling upon' a house in another area of a city at just the right time to take advantage of the damage, this obivously depended on information derived from surveillance on the house or knowledge of the address. The easiest way of gaining access to a housing association property would be using the spare key kept by the housing association itself, and which would constitute a violation of tenancy agreement. Given access at any time, it's always possible that other intrusions occurred but went unnoticed, and this may have been one way of gaining access to private data on an unconnected computer. Since being in Italy I have noted the 'disappearance' of a stapler I had owned since around age seven or eight, a CD fonts archive, itself the culmination of a month's work, and my sunglasses, worth approximately £40; Vivien has also reported a Longines watch missing.

• Vehicles: In Bristol, after 2003, a proliferation of expensive silver cars was noted in the area, usually Mercedes or Jaguars. One of these featured in the incident documented above in 2004 immediately before a car sped down the road and performed a handbrake turn, and one of these was also parked outsided my house overnight in 2004, and was fitted with bullet poof glass. On another occasion I encountered a silver car, possibly a Rolls Royce, parked near the bottom of Claremont Road as if it had been waiting for me, with a wealthy-looking man, possibly in the back seat, middle-aged and wearing formal (suited) attire; when I was actually arrested a couple of years later, the police woman next to me seemed to respond to the presence of one of these cars which had pulled infront of the vehicle we were in. I also frequently encountered or was followed by black 4x4s, including parked outside the house or the church hall opposite; one of these was parked outside the rear of the address of an acquaintance when I visited in 2006. On one occasion I was also shot at by someone in a 4x4, probably using blanks, almost certainly someone from outside the city. Beyond a given point I operated under the assumption, for various reasons, including what seemed to me a giveaway registration, that these black 4x4s were in some way affiliated with the Far Right. I also occasionally encountered young white men driving scrambler bikes bearing L-plates, on one occasion pulling up beside me and just standing pointing the plate in my direction. The local Labour MP also pulled up outside my house repeatedly during local government elections, in a red car with prominently displayed L-plate, although I do not believe this was because she was actually learning to drive, and the manager of Venue magazine also later told me he had noted people on bikes with L-plates. Lastly, i was often followed by sundry vehicles along routes to shops, often pulling aside infront of me or driving up onto the pavement, and was often followed when I went to perform acts of vandalism at the Venue offices in 2004.

• Vandalism and Dumping: Damage was frequently rendered around the roads I would frequent and nowhere else - other routes not usually taken showed no sign of damage until used more than once. This began with copious damage to the Redland allotments, where I did not actually have a plot but used to visit a tenant. Further damage included smashed walls or similar which in some cases surely must have been rammed, and in another case a wall which appeared to have been hit with a large sledgehammer or similar; street grit boxes tipped over into the street; uprooted or smashed concrete bins (the Bristol Evening Post, also owned by Northcliffe, ran the image of a street bin photographed at night and daubed with the words 'Bye Bill' as part of a competition at this time; I noted the same van parked nearby on two occasions where this occurred); one bent thirty foot street lamp which had probably been 'nudged' with a large vehicle; a large concentration of damaged cars in the few streets neighbouring my address, including three on Kersteman Road alone, the street where the incident with the blue Escort occurred some time previously, in one case a red vehicle with the door panel smashed off which appeared to have been rammed, probably with a 4x4 armed with bull bars, in another a car apparently damaged from above and which probably involved lifting or digging equipment: these would often remain for some time; and curiously 'symbolic' rubbish dumped along all the same routes. This damage was apparent to passing schoolchidren walking the same routes one having remarked, as I noted one of these vehicles, "They've really done that one over."

• Alarms, etc.: Often as I walked up gloucester Road at night, alarms would start ringing or already have been set off. On a number of occasions, the telephone inside a particular shop would start ringing as I passed at night.

• Visible Police Behaviour: I frequently found myself followed by the police, usually along the same road, on one occasion by four cars, and on a few occasions after I had just inspected damage I could not possibly have caused; on another occasion I was actually followed for some distance along a road in the daytime by a police helicopter flying at low altitude; on another a dozen police and two squad cars appeared on the doorstep of a friend's address despite the fact that nothing appeared to be happening; on another around six officers, including one senior officer, turned up outside a local cafe called 'Neo' (which is also the name of the principal character from the Matrix) in the middle of the night immediately after I had typed 'What do the police think?' operating under the supposition that they might be party to any surveillance; and on another, when I returned to Birstol in 2006, a surveillance van was parked immediately facing the door of a friend's address for approximately two hours. After I spoke with PC paul White, after he was involved by Venue manager Nigel Locker, the same officer drove down the street I lived on in a surveillance van after I emerged from my house and turned around and drove back down the street. As noted, although I was sighted on Gloucester Road by a passing police car the night before a body was apparently found and a line search performed, I was never questioned.

• Spam and Junk Mailings: I recieved frequent curious junk mailings through the post, very like some varieties of internet spam, including a mailing from a Clifton Pizza Co. addressed to a female name not that of anyone present at the address but very like the name of someone I knew; a mailing from the Cat's Protection League immediately after one of the cats appeared to have been attacked, one from the NSPCC carrying graphic descriptions of child abuse and addressed again to a non-existent person where the name bore a resemblance to one I had used on the 'net; a ad for a vetinary surgery called 'Viking Vets' where I had also noted fake lost cat posters put up around the area appealing for information about a cat called 'Wuss'; and one from a local estate agency entitled 'Your Move, Oliver Scarlett'; and nuisance messages or calls to my mobile phone, including a variant on the 'number of the beast', calls originating from the outskirts of Bristol including one apparently from a hospital, an inexplicable call from an estate agent offering to show people around the property, and nonsensical messages and one recorded call from a non-English woman where no one but a local police officer had been given the new number.

• Personal Placement: This actually extends back as far as the early 1990s at least, but was pursued further after 2003 and since 2007 has been pursued to the point of saturation. This simply involves the deliberate placement of lookalikes designed to resemble people I have known throughout my life, family members and celebrities, in addition to an assortment of noticeable plents, and is something that I have liken to modern personal advertising placement methods. Often the idea will be to produce a placement in apparent response to something I have looked at or seen, listened to, written, and so on, recently or otherwise - in other words, a repetition or reaction - or to produce a simplistic, and absurd, attribution or 'argument'.

In Bristol these included encountering a young man standing opposite my house one night as I emerged from the bulding, crying and wimpering, and who seemed to have been placed there and told to stand there; encounters with people in certain places in the middle of the night, on one occasion a girl stood posing oddly and staring directly at me from a distance as if waiting for some kind of response, and as if placed to do so; on another occasion, I found a middle-aged man slumped over the dashboard of his car with the windscreen wipers on in the middle of the night, but who, when roused, as if drunk, may have been the culprit of bad acting; on another, during the daytime, I passed a man stood at the bottom of Gloucester road in a karate uniform in the rain, as if a reference ot the police officer who had appeared in Venue referring to his 'hobby'; as I passed by a house one night on Berkeley Road, which had the door open and people near the door, calls came from within the house of 'Lewis, Lewis' (the name is Masonic code for the son of a Freemason, which would of course be completely wrong, or indeed, a mistake); and just after my arrest in 2005 I encountered a man shouting 'I hate you' over and over again at SA's previous address. These kind of incidents also frequently occur now when I go out onto the balcony overlooking the street. On one particularly 'busy' day I counted ten suspected staged persons or incidents, in most cases obviously so, all viewed from the balcony. These people are obviously not simply 'coming from nowhere', they include people who have taken up residence or otherwise using local buildings, as collaboration and various incidents did in Bristol. This 'theme' of using lookalikes or odd-looking people appears to have extended as far back as the early 1990s, shortly after my unexplained marking by Freemasonry.

Lookalikes, as of early March 2008: Celebrities:

• Raj Parsaud (in London) (crossing Finchley Road).
• Elton John (once in London, once in Milan) (walking past me on Arkwright Road, and with dog on Via W).
• R.D.Laing (on biker's motorbike in Via I).
• Roni Size (parking motorbike outside on Via I).
• Daddy G (walking past me on Via Porpora).
• Karl Marx (in cafe).
• Antonio Negri (entering building opposite looking moody at night).
• Winston Churchill (numerous, usually in cafe).
• Nils Bohr (on bike) (outside Unes supermarket entrance).
• Paul Simon (walking past outside on Via I wearing red baseball hat).
• Alan Moore (getting into crap small car on corner).
• George Bush (walking past me and looking furtive wearing black baseball hat on Via I).
• Nik Kershaw (passing me around corner).
• Jack Nicholson (walking past building entrance on Via W looking dazed).
• Angelina Jolie (standing around on Via W with young girl with blonde plaits).
• Robert Downey Jr. (twice) (in cafe and walking around corner with rolled up orange material).
• Adriano Sofri (with haircut and beard standing outside building).
• Dario Fo (twice) (standing around in Via I staring at my window and with Diana entering building).
• Naomi Klein (three times) (in City Airport wearing white femme symbol keyring, in Sisa supermarket buying syrup, walking into bank dressed in black and carrying bag with 'Pinko Bag' written in glittery material.)
• Paul Watlzawick (chatting with staff member in Sisa supermarket).

Relatives and Acquaintances (all in Milan):

• Myself from around ten or more years ago (walking past on Via I carrying leather briefcase).
• Anna Britten (Walking along Via I).
• Tom (pacing up and down on Via I).
• Myself as a neo-Nazi skinhead (wearing Pelestinian scarf and with mongrel dog, on Via I).
• Toby J (twice) (posing around in Via I, and in cafe).
• Matthew J (walking past me smirking sheepishly near bank).
• Anne J with Bruno (below balcony on Via I).
• Nanette J (leading small dog along Via I).
• Diana (entering building with Dario Fo).
• Sylvia (walking along Via W toward crossing).
• Billy P (looking frightened in cafe).
• Clare and Lucy (in Sisa supermarket).
• Kate (carrying bunch of flowers near square).
• Barry C (in Unes supermarket).
• Fiona (Hector's mother) (walking past me near bank).
• Anne M (three times) (standing next to me at crossing near square, crossing along with me at crossing near square, and standing outside another building on Via W).
• Mo (in Sisa supermarket).
• Eugene Byrne (walking along Via I).
• Keith (three times) (walking along Via W, with beard and on last occasion when almost attacked without).
• JW (in Cost Cutter supermarket).
• Asher (with JW in supermarket, chatting with JW and occasionally looking at me).
• Hannah M (walking along Via I with bald man with bike).
• Esther (wearing thick glasses and on bike) (outside Unes supermarket).
• Lynn W (walking past outside Sisa supermarket).
• Daniel (buying cigarettes from machine on Via Porpora).
• Les or Justin J (walking past outside Sisa supermarket with visible facial injuries).
• Ace (walking past cafe on Via W).
• My mother (on bike) (around corner on Via Porpora).
• My father (numerous) (standing lined up on white line of crossing on Via I with someone and chatting, and with bulldog on lead in Via I).
• Steve TDA (on bike) (at junction at end of Via I).
• Kirsten F (standing next to me in Sisa sipermarket using mobile phone).
• Kate Whithers (walking past me outside building).

'Strange' people, etc.:

• Dwarf woman (walking past me in square in 2006 when I was reading fantasy book including 'Duergar').
• Man in square (marching up and standing infront of me in square in 2006, performing odd gesture, and then turning and walking away).
• Old woman with girl dressed in red top reading 'look at me' and red flares leading small white dog with damaged leg. Man with extremely bowed legs. Both near train station, Como.
• Man resembling sandy-haired Scientology minister at crossing holding red folder on Via W.
• The 'Zaphods' (numerous, including woman parking below balcony wearing ill-fitting clothes and beret, man standing using phone outside Unes, very odd looking man standing on corner near Unes, man parking on Via I and carrying plastic bowl, black man wearing mirror shades and staring toward sun on Corso Buenos Aires, man on moped using phone on Via I).
• Man resembling Scientology minister from BBC documentary with bandage around head and older woman walking along Via I.
• Nerdy-looking man with thick glasses and odd clothing passing me near Unes supermarket.
• Man with very odd shaped head and severe tan looking euphoric near bank.
• Two men and a woman; one man funny-looking in suit, other tall with slight pony tail wearing grey tracksuit, (obviously JH and SA as male net personas); woman with blonde bob and 'I'm the lucky bag' handbag (probably Anna Britten or Annie girl); standing in and then outside cafe (electricity went off whilst I was stood inside, probably deliberately).
• Man resembling ted type with sideburns with small dog outside Sisa supermarket
• Rough skinhead man and severely cross-eyed blonde woman both with boxer dogs on leads near crossing around corner. Dark-haired suited man resembling Scientology minister standing beside me at crossing tapping two keys together.
• Numerous furtive or leering 'Jewish-looking' men.
• An entire array of people on crutches, limping, injured or using wheelchairs.
• Man with dark hair and strong French nose hassling people in car.
• Skinheads (in shop, walking past shop).
• Various men designed to resemble cliche sex-offenders, etc.
• A supply of 12-14 year old girls, approaching me in some way, including amorously, or posing in heavy makeup, etc., which should raise serious questions about where and how they are being procured and used. This has been going on for around four years now, originally sparsely, and I had originally thought this was the result of my image being circulated into underage hands, although I no longer believe this to be the case.

Good examples of obviously contrived incidents include a a man running down Via I as if toward something troublesome, despite the fact that there was nothing there, then walking back in the opposite direction; a man marching up to me whilst I sat in Piazza Duomo, performing a series of odd gestures and turning and walking away; a man walking out on to his balcony on Via I, singing a single line of opera and then turning and re-entering his flat; and a man who spent at least two hours performing bird song impressions in Via I, and was at one point actually answered by a passer by with the time, as if he had asked for it in 'bird language'.

The predominatng themes have tended to be sex, as bait, as weapon, particularly 'sexual deviation', homsexuality, prosititution, etc. - I am bothered by prostitutes in surely contrived incidents, a black prostitute is plonked near me immediately followed by two gay men staring closely as I use a cigarette machine; age, again as weapon, as status; children, employed as insults, or sexual bait, for example in make up and fishnet tights whilst a woman takes notes in a red book beside me; race, ethnicity, and nationalism, as insult, attibution, and status - blacks are paraded, the homeless and prostitutes, anti-English and anti-German sentiment have appeared from the start; threat in the form of the injured, including, for example, a severely injured Englishman being wheeled along in a chair, southerners with facial injuries, people endlessly limping and walking on crutches, a mixed woman with her legs bent all the way back; relatives and acquaintances employed for their emotional value; and money, wealth and status in generalised cliche capitalist terms, and revealing the real ideological basis of the whole. All this works in tandem with media, advertisers, t-shirt manufacturers, consumer collusion, and so on, all of whom play their part. All in all, the best summary of this form of sick psychological warfare is that it resembles, and is obviously designed to resemble, the mere repetition of the worst of internet content, or the worst of the Venue messages, as if these weren't bad enough the first time around, and literally anything is open for implication and is up for abuse for this purpose as it was then: it is the sick society in physical form and designed to produce the worst responses. That is all.

[edit] Appendix 3: Operation Ore

"DOZENS of men accused of downloading child pornography from the internet may have been wrongly prosecuted, according to expert prosecution and defence witnesses. New evidence suggests that Operation Ore, Britain’s biggest child pornography investigation, may have prosecuted innocent men on the basis of discredited American police testimony and questionable forensic methods. Jim Bates, a computer expert who has served as a witness for the prosecution or the defence in more than 100 child porn cases, says many Ore cases are now likely to collapse or be overturned in the Court of Appeal. “It has been a shambles from the word go,” he said. The nationwide police investigation was launched three years ago after a list of 7,200 British suspects was supplied to British police by American authorities. [...] The accusations have led to 33 suicides, most recently that of Commodore David White, the commander of British forces in Gibraltar. He was found dead in his swimming pool on January 8. Bates believes records of credit card transactions on the site are unreliable and therefore the names of alleged subscribers cannot be used as evidence. Thomas Reedy, the man who set up the website, was investigated by the FBI in the 1990s for credit card fraud. “I am convinced that a massive fraud has been perpetrated at Landslide and an unknown number of subscriptions are fake,” said Bates. He cites the case of Dr Paul Grout, a senior accident specialist at Hull Royal Infirmary, who was falsely accused of accessing child porn. Grout, who was praised for his help at the 2001 Selby rail crash, lost his £70,000-a-year job because of the allegations. Many of his friends “drifted off” and he and his wife Susie endured huge strains on their marriage. It was not until his case came to Hull crown court in April last year that the Yorkshire doctor was able to prove his innocence. His lawyers showed that, while Grout had used his credit card to pay for a meal in a restaurant in Yorkshire, someone else had been using it 5,000 miles away in Lake Tahoe, America.[...] Another computer user wrongly accused of downloading child pornography was Robert Del Naja, frontman of the group Massive Attack. His arrest in February 2003 was leaked to the media but the case against him was dropped less than a month later.[...] The CPS has also disclosed that an internal inquiry has raised serious questions over the evidence provided by Brian Underhill, a key police witness in some 600 Ore cases. The CPS said it would now disclose the doubts raised by its inquiry to defence solicitors before future trials began." ~ The Sunday Times, July 3, 2005, Child porn suspects set to be cleared in evidence ‘shambles', David Leppard

With regard to Operation Ore, firstly, despite insinuations to the contrary, it is impossible to meaningfuly suggest that I have ever been subject to any such thing due to the complete lack of legal process or legal investigation, and the consistent illegality that has actually occurred which would have ruined the basis of any meaningful case. That does not, obviously, mean that the insinuation alone is not harmful or dangerous, and it was one that I consider to have been deliberately pursued, at first by SA. At its best that is simply an annoyance, at worst the most offensive material for scam, and what may be percieved as a meaningful excuse by some; it also looks, including in light of messages by people in Bristol, to have been a deliberate attempt to produce such. It would also stand a good chance of incriminating the people I dealt with online and off on the same 'grounds', particularly in light of a possible Trojan if their access to such is assumed, whilst their behaviuor is at best questionable in extremis. I have produced copious discussion of this subject previously, much more than it seriously deserved, and comparable refutation, particularly provoked by one poor Right Wing website viewed via a Wikipedia article on the eponymous legal operation. What I have just done is highlight information and provide meaningful discussion pertinent to the legal subject, in contrast to idiotic messages about people being 'blue', and utter rubbish about the suspect nature of freaking out on a website once and idiots making odd head movements around lamp posts. That is far from law, what I've done is a damn sight closer. I regard this as solely an implement of political expediency, where it has been entirely apparent that reflects the real nature of what has taken place. All that has actually happened in this context for the last entire five years is that it has endlessly been alleged, implied, claimed, always lacking details and in the company of every other absurd claim, in the complete absence of legal investigation or process, an effort that nonetheless appears to have been deliberate and began with those on SA's part, and went as far quite early on as claiming I was actually subject to Operation Ore. The only basis on which this has been alleged was a few outbursts on one website in 2001, which look tame in comparison to everything I went on to be exposed to myself, on the internet and quite probably running a security compromised system, and in messages and ultimately media scam. Quite beside that, the internet would easily reveal a proliferation of far worse. The whole idea appears to be a deliberate and effective assassination method, and apparently that is actually enough. Secondly, after the events described below, del Naja's arrest looked bordering on predictable. Shortly after that occurred, postings made to the Trash Poetry site by someone calling themself 'Moonface' seemed to suggest that the idea was to use del Naja to incriminate me in turn, that the whole thing was a set up actually aimed at me; an effort that, intended or not, at least reflects the way he has repeatedly been used, substitutively, since his arrest, acquittal and Massive Attack's Queen Square performance, as a means to justify and render acceptable what has gone on (regardless of actual views) and as the image of corporate interest in acceptable form (I would have thought in contrast to Massive Attack's values as they are usually percieved). The below present selected events considered solely on this basis in two contexts.

Operation Ore, etc. 1

April 2002

• A series of offensive posts appear on a teen band website the URl of which had been posted to the Inertia site message board.

April-May 2002

• I interact with what appear to be JH and SA on the Inertia message board. This ends after JH appear to start posting to the Venue site.

May 2002

• I interact with SA via e-mail where she pretend to be someone called 'Sarah'.

July 2002

• Eugene Byrne recognizes me in the street, although no image of me has ever been posted to any public space.
• I encounter someone on IRC claiming to be a Catholic nurse living on the outskirts of Reading and who produces poetry in Italian, and who produces my main e-mail address despite not having been given it and then vanishes.

August 2002

• Someone posts to the Laing forum under the name 'Luciano'.
• Someone posts a bizarre message to the Laing forum guestbook under the name 'Verso' and threatening 'Una'.

September 2002

• I receive spam carrying every available variation on the name 'Luciano'.
• When I initialise my Messenger account I have already been added as a contact by 'Sarah Davenport' and 'Eversio'.
• Someone begins posting on the second psychology forum under the name 'lucky_sp2002' and claiming to be a Bush-supporter and Freudian.

October 2002

• I recieve contrived Russian personals spam from 'Sirena Skipper' and 'Julietta Dunne'.
• Messages appear on the Venue site referring to 'bunny boiling psychotics' and 'ice pick wielding maidens'.
• Occupants of the end-house of my own street drive slowly past my address noting the house number.

November 2002

• I see a white car matching SA's on my own street. A message appears a few days later on the Venue site apparently by SA and referring to the encounter.

December 2002

• The URL for a fake teen band website mimicking the children's site where posts appeared in April is posted to the Inertia site, containig threatening lyrics, references to suicide, racial remarks, etc., and including one 'song' called 'D-faced of Dignity' ('D' is also a variant on the nickname of Robert del Naja). It becomes apparent that SA is operating the site after messages appear referring to an encounter I have with her in a shop a few hours previously. My own name is used on the message board as well as that of someone I had known, recently, deceased, another threatens that the 'Feds' are coming and that someone is going to hide in an underground bunker.
• A user begins posting to the second psychology forum under the name 'Angelo', appearing to be JH.

January 2003

• A boxed-out personal appears in Venue 543 by someone claiming they are not 'mad, bad or sad', also the name of a British Operation Ore support group. Only two I Saw Yous appear in the same issue, one by an alleged Italian waiter called Maurizio, thanking the Watershed staff and saying how nice it has been working with them, and another by someone referring to 'Rusty Chain' at the Polish club being red and yelling they coming all other the author.
• A user begins posting on the second psychology forum under tha name 'Luciano' and claiming to be a 'blind black jack dealer', appearing to be JH again.
• I phone SA and encounter the voice of an incomprehensible old woman on her answer machine. When I speak to her finally she expresses outrage at my asking why, but thus indicating that she is aware of its presence.
• I call at SA's address and she refuses to come to the door, claims I might have a knife, and appears to pretend to call the police.
• I phone SA and find that the line is clearly tapped, whilst she asks me for personal details and seeks incriminating remarks.
• I am visited by the police who produce an informal verbal injunction.

February 2003

• A letter appears in Venue, in response to an editorial rant entitled 'Pluck Off and Die', referring mock-amorously to a lesser-known Bristol musician known to both myself and SA and ending with remarks referring to 'the fae people playing games and making the rules up as they go along' and a threat from 'the fairies'.
• Robert del Naja is raided and arrested as part of Operation Ore. Rumours circulate immediately after that this was the result of an anonymous informant and a 'shady rival in the city's clannish music scene'.

April 2003

• I recieve an item of junk mail from a Clifton pizza co. addressed to an Italianised version of the name of a friend's sister - 'Tamzine' - who had had a relationship with a well-known mixed local musician, something known to very few people, but which would be known to the girl in question, her brother, the musician, and possibly to SA, who used to date a member of Reprazent.
• The link to a bizarre hate site is posted to Trash Poetry. The crudely made site, claiming to be the work of someone called 'Jim', is dedicated to 'poems', and opening with a series of racial remarks. One set, a collection of poor, melodramatic, occasionally hateful verses apparently written by a girl about someone and an ended romance and ending 'I hate you I hate you I hate you Goodbye'; and another a set of hate poems with an apparent relation, comprising threats, death threats, allusions to bodily harm, and being in prison, appearing to be written by people in prison or ex-convicts, gang members, etc. - 'Don't talk to me about borders and lines', 'Bring a Spade', 'You Are So Sorry Son', 'There's Always Room For Freddy Mercury In The Jimtones', and so on - at least a hundred in total. The effect is reminiscent of the fake teen band website operated by SA in December 2002, although it must be noted that by this time I am obviously being tracked onto these sites by numerous others, including people from Venue magazine and The Evening Post, and possibly employees of other sections of the media.
• A poem is placed on Trash Poetry by someone under the alias 'deadpenguin22' called 'a poem 'sorry in SA's twee rhyming style, depicting a melodramatic 'last stand', and carrying a link to the user name 'Anarchistla' on something called 'Dead Journal', which appears not to exist when followed. Another seems to be designed to be vaguely threatening and appears to refer to the author making a phone call, stating "I want everyone to see me do this." Note the similarity to 'inquisition21'.

September 2003

• An NSPCC letter is receieved to someone else's address whilst I am staying there addressed to a variant on a name that had appeared on the chidren's site and carrying graphic descriptions of child abuse.

September 2005

• A posting is made on Bristol Indymedia, removed after I request it, covering scandals around Operation Ore and written by someone calling themself 'Sarah', and referring to 'madbadorsad' and to 'inquisition21', an overtly Right Wing and very questionable site allegedly opposed to Operation Ore.

Operation Ore, etc. 2

July or August 2001

• I came online for the first time using an AOL connection which offered six months free trial internet connection. If I remember rightly, this required a credit card account, which I didn't have, so it was billed to JW's account, operating under the supposition that the account would never be allowed to go into a billing stage (as it was, it ran over a tiny bit, and I paid this directly to JW).

All software on the system came from JW and JP, most from JP, who also dumped the (apparently unchecked) contents of a hard disk on my system, miscellaneous material principally consisting of audio software, samples, icons, etc., (from among this content came a single pornographic image within a series of folders, one almost certainly downloaded 'blind' from whatever source, and thus accounting for its presence on my system at all, and which was deleted).

July 2002

• I receive a noted piece of obviously contrived spam to one of my e-mail addresses. The spam is designed to resemble the money scam spam famous on the internet, but instead requests help from 'time travellers or aliens' and anyone with access to secret government technology, including a 'carbon copy replica', in returning to the past with current knowledge, and claiming that their 'entire life has been messed with by evil beings'. The sender field simply shows two brackets '()', and the only reply addresses given in the e-mail - 'dragonball03@aol.com' and 'russ_72@aol.com' - are full or non-existent when tried.

• Someone called 'Poetgirl' opens an exchange with me whilst I am occupying a chat channel on IRC, one I didn't tend to particularly frequent, by posting poetry into the channel and telling me that I am the only one who can see it. She claims to be a Catholic nurse called Helen living on the outskirts of Reading with an interest in psychoanalysis (Jung, Beck, Adler, Freud) as well as claiming, paradoxically, that psychosis is genetic in origin, and at the end of this first exchange also produces a short piece of poetry in Italian - the first sign of this 'theme' occuring. After I give her one of my e-mail addresses, she tells me she is 'testing it', ie. presumably mailing it. I never find anything obviously from her sent to this address. For some strange reason, when I encounter and talk to her again, in the same channel, and ask which address she has mailed to make sure she has it correctly recorded, she produces my main address, which she has never been given. She then disappears when this is pointed out to her. (This address was not obtainable by any obvious means, like a user profile, etc.) This appears to imply a Trojan vulnerability, since I have no idea how the person was able to track me onto an IRC channel, one I didn't particularly frequent and where I was using an alias not used anywhere on the internet-proper, which they clearly have. The person, it must be said, in light of the romantic nature of their approach to me and their obsession with poetry, and the fact that they have the e-mail address I have been using to e-mail 'Sarah', appears to be JH, and regardless is surely female. Although I had not used the second psychology forum at this time, it was already frequented by the moderator of the first; the occurence of the Italian theme in combination with Jung, etc., is striking in light of the use of Italian alias as it had already occurred (Luciano, Eversio, etc.) and the later postings I noted on the second psychology forum using Italian aliases (Luciano again, Angelo, etc.) and in those cases with the same psychoanalytic bent.

August 2002

• An extremely odd and very poor piece of short fiction is posted to the first psyhcology forum using a name which I later discover is that of a German man, but appears to be SA's work since it accurately describes a tattoo SA actually has - in other words, SA appears to have taken someone else's online alias, as she appears to do so again later in the form of the Bangalore teenager. It refers to someone called 'David', who it is thought may be Christ, and also refers to the media, implying some role in their involvement, and noticeably utilizes a phrase which I had used on the record company site.

• During this time period I also notice a couple of odd incidents on IRC, in a channel I more normally frequented, if any. The first was when someone else had made some noticeable comments in the channel, which tended to be the site of occasional banter, joking about lesbians, and I had responded in my own way, slightly disgusted with much of what I had been experiencing. An unknown user, who had simply been occupying the channel user list, immediately said "'bye there" in the channel, paused and then left. I remember noting their name, although I can't recall it now, thinking it seemed to draw on material associated with what had been going on on affected websites, and noticing that their comment seemed to be very surreptitously directed at me as a response to mine. On a number of occasions at around this time I occasionally noticed unknown user names in the channel list for this channel who, again, seemed to have names that reflected material that was occurring on the websites affected by what was happening. In the second case, after I posted angrily to the second psychology forum where I had reluctantly taken up an account after the moderator of the first forum had encouraged me to do so, someone entered the same IRC channel and simply wrote "I am doctor blackcross," (pause) "I bring peace," (pause), "and now begone," and then left the channel. Again, I was struck by the oddness of this and the fact that it seemed to be a surreptitious response to me, in this case to something happening on an internet forum.

December 2002

• My computer is infected with a worm virus called Kelz_32 as the result of an e-mail sent from an unknown address to one of mine, one that had only been given to 'Poetgirl' (who, recall, said she was 'testing' my e-mail but to which I never recieved anything) and used in an e-mail exchange with one person on the music site guestbook who I had thought was JH, but who sent me an irked reply implying that they thought I was responsible for what was appearing on the guestbook. The originating domain of the e-mail address, when checked, turns out to be that of an (obviously American) pro-marriage, anti-pornography lobby group. The virus in question replicates by automatically e-mailing addresses in the user's e-mail software or any it can identify on the system; thus, in order to receive the e-mail from the originating address at all, unless it was somehow faked, the address I was using (which had been given only to 'Poetgirl' and used for another mail to someone on the guestbook) would have to be present on the originating user's system - in which case, it is pertinent to ask how it got there, particularly in light of the nature of the domain and the fact that I had not been viewing pornography (which is, regardless, not illegal) but had been consistently spammed with it myself and had even requested what was being posted to the guestbook to be removed as inappropriate.

• A link is posted to the record co. site for a crude band website using the same name as both it and the children's band site which it appears to be designed to mimic, yet it is clearly totally fake. It carries utterly rubbish 'song lyrics' full of references to childhood romance, someone commiting suicide by cutting their wrists, and threats. The site also carries a guestbook, full of post after gibberish post containing racist and other content and looking like the work of one person, horrifyingly reminscent of the posts on the children's guestbook to which I had reacted, and includes someone with my own name, as well as that of the teenager whose guestbook had originally carried the weird messages, and the names of people I had known, including one person who had recently died, a subject mentioned in a comparatively recent e-mail. The most recent posts echo motifs, like references to Elvis, from the supposed Bangalore teenager. I assume this to be SA's astonishing 'work', the worst yet.

• At around this time I also install and run Zone Alarm Pro, a firewall and connection monitor for the first time. When I do this and connect to the internet I immediately see a number of remote IPs in succession showing as incoming port connection attempts, all which of which are of course blocked. These are traced, and shown to be international - I recall one tracing as far as the Carribean and another to the far East, Japan, Taiwan or similar. I remember seeking information about this in the documentation for the program, and reading that apparerently it is possible to see occasional incoming scan attempts from remote servers. However, notably, after this happens, and a few IPS have shown whist I am running the security software, it then ceases and never recurs: in other words, it is as if an agency were behind the connection attempts and realised they had been blocked and possibly seen.

January 2003

• A message appears in Venue magazine in the form of a seperate boxed-out personals ad placed by someone claiming they are not 'mad, bad or sad'. Although unknown to me at the time, the phrase is a reference to a British Operation Ore support group.

April 2003

• The link to a bizarre hate site is posted to the second poetry forum. The crudely made site, claiming to be the work of someone called 'Jim', is dedicated to 'poems', and opening with a series of racial remarks. One set, a collection of poor, melodramatic, occasionally hateful verses apparently written by a girl about someone and an ended romance and ending 'I hate you I hate you I hate you Goodbye'; and another a set of hate poems with an apparent relation, comprising threats, death threats, allusions to bodily harm, and being in prison, appearing to be written by people in prison or ex-convicts, gang members, etc. - 'Don't talk to me about borders and lines', 'Bring a Spade', 'You Are So Sorry Son', 'There's Always Room For Freddy Mercury In The Jimtones', and so on - at least a hundred in total. The effect is reminiscent of the fake teen band website operated by SA in December 2002, although it must be noted that by this time I am obviously being tracked onto these sites by numerous others, including people from Venue magazine and The Evening Post, and possibly employees of other sections of the media.

• A poem is placed on second poetry forum by someone under the alias 'deadpenguin22' called "a poem 'sorry'" in SA's twee rhyming style, depicting a melodramatic 'last stand', and carrying a link to the user name 'Anarchistla' on something called 'Dead Journal', which appears not to exist when followed. Another seems to be designed to be vaguely threatening and appears to refer to the author making a phone call, stating "I want everyone to see me do this." Note the similarity to 'inquisition21'.

June 2003

• At this time I begin to notice the decisive apparent absorption of what had previously been restriced to the messages in Venue and on the Venue site into the editorial content, particularly the titling of articles. This went on to be a mainstay of the magazine for some time, and was clearly used to exploit and escalate what was happening and support it. In addition, it became apparent that staff were involved in the messages, and that messages were being fabricated to appear to be placed by others, including subjects of articles, and copied and pasted across from week to week to fill out the small ads.

"Venue 567: Going Down A Storm, Swede As A Nut, Bright Young Things, On The Warpath, Food For Thought, Old Scool Thai, E's Good, What Not To Watch, City Slicker, Marriage Of Convenience, Homage To Catalonia; Venue 570: Court In The Act, Worldly Wise, Waiting For The Blackout, Pump It Up, Court Appearance, Open Air Force, Place Your Bids, Your History, Marathon Effort, Round Your Way, Griller Thriller, One Foot In The Grave"

It is also worth noting that content I had seen written by journalists in Venue seemed to imply access to information available only on my hard disk and which had never been posted to a public place, in addition to the fact that Eugene Byrne had earlier recognized me in the street in 2002 before any image of me had been posted to the internet. Particularly memorable are Anna Britten's references to the Red Army choir, family photographs, dead relatives, and the 'greasy spoon', which is where JH had worked in 2000-2001, and Kate Whithers' claim that 'Animal print spells barmaid', where JH had also been a barmaid, and had worn an animal print skirt at her leaving party (although I wouldn't have thought this wa noted anywhere on my system). Later references to the Farm pub as a theme in itself might also be suspect in light of the fact that this was where JH had worked in that capacity. This implies either remote access to my computer through a Trojan vulnerability on the part of the same staff, the establishment of surveillance to whatever degree earlier than I had otherwise suspected but which would have to have included access to non-public data through direct access to the computer, and journalistic access to that surveillance, or that the journalists at the magazine had been passed such data by someone with Trojan access themself (recall, 'threetimeseight' on the first psychology forum in August 2002, who appeared to identify themself as SA, seemed to surreptitiously imply a role in involving the media).

Summer 2003

• Someone places a short story on second poetry forum under the name 'Moonface', written from the point of view of a woman using one man against another, her real object of romance, in a fatalistic life and death web of manipulation, and who is to 'start running' when she does a certain something that places him in grave danger, and they are to meet up in a cafe in South Africa. The story seems to imply that I have been incriminated, and that what happened to del Naja was really aimed at me by the author, that these events are in some way related.

September 2003

• An NSPCC letter is receieved to someone else's address whilst I am staying there addressed to a variant on a name that had appeared on the chidren's site and carrying graphic descriptions of child abuse.

September 2005

• A posting is made on Bristol Indymedia, removed after I request it, covering scandals around Operation Ore and written by someone calling themself 'Sarah', making copious reference to the tactical use of illegal pornography by criminals for the purpose of blackmail, albeit failing to point out that the principal method involved would tend to be proxy use of Trojan vulnerable systems, and referring to URLs for 'madbadorsad' and to 'inquisition21', an overtly Right Wing and very questionable site allegedly opposed to Operation Ore.