On being mobbed

“Many women are forced to leave their family home in order to escape an abusive situation” (“Affordable Housing Options for Women Escaping Abuse,” August 2015, Ontario Women’s Justice Network (OWJN), https://owjn.org/2015/08/affordable-housing-options-for-women-escaping-abuse). If stalking works for abusers, it can be made to work for real estate speculators. The loss of home is the expected outcome—often the best possible outcome—for a woman who is being abused.

There’s no denying it. Whether they work in government, in medicine, or on the floors of construction suppliers, mobbers are stalkers. They are abusers. If they weren’t able to sublimate this behavior into mobbing and into battering their neighbors, they might well abuse their partners or children. Once they reap the rewards of neighbor abuse—whether of the women, the minorities, or the renters next door—they may turn the same tactics on their family. Like rape, mobbing is about power. Mobbing is the brute-force assertion of power over codified civil law.

As a real estate scam that takes the guise of gang-stalking, mobbing monetizes stalking crimes. Real estate mobbing monetizes crimes against women, the elderly, and the disenfranchised. For male supremacists and haters who take women and uppity renters as their targets, gang-stalking is not only a perfect crime; it is lucrative sport. The crime of real estate mobbing, focused on defeating the civil rights of victims by convincing them that the bogeyman is out to get them, uses the techniques of stalkers from the trusted positions of neighbors. The participation of block captains and coordinators confers the criminal stalking of the resident whose proximity makes her victim, with legitimacy. The block captain, whose role defines her as an intermediary between local government and her neighbors, stands between her victim and the city policing and emergency services that should help the victim and any legal resident who is attacked in their home. “What Does a Block Captain Do?” asks the City of Albany Block Captain Manual whose title page bears the seals of the City of Albany and Albany Fire and EMS (Emergency Medical Services). According to the manual, among other things, the duty of the block captain is to “Serve as a liaison between the City of Albany and [her] neighbors” (https://www.albanyca.org/home/showpublisheddocument/48774/637641871468900000). These roles are the slippage between the bad acts of government and organized crime. They locate away from city hall and make it easier for local government to ignore the bad acts and escape liability. Not only do you have the utility company, the police, and the city giving you the run-around when you report the sabotage of your electrical system but you have the community police referring you to the police and back again when you report the involvement of the block captain or coordinator. The block captain or coordinator represents the corruption of local government, keeping criminal forced eviction at arm’s length from officials whose activities are subject to greater scrutiny, officials who should be held accountable. It reminds me of running into an old family friend as an adult. I asked him about his work as—I think it was—a San Francisco building inspector. I remember how his sentence trailed off with the words “so much corruption.” I wonder what he would think if he knew.

When mobbing is a tool of right-wing watch groups and conservative “investors” who experience your civil rights as an impediment to their profit-making ventures, stalking is legitimized, and even socially redeeming. Real estate mobbing provides socially acceptable relief for those whose personality defects can only be assuaged by preying on women. Real estate mobbing displaces violence onto neighbors, allowing for its discharge outside the family. 

The selection of stalking as the strategy to evict and discredit is an indication that this crime targets women and seeks to systematically terrorize women out of their homes. Stalking is about the creation and use of fear. The dynamics of mobbing perform best when the victim is made to fear and women, as a gender, are taught to fear in a way that men are not. Women who close the windows and pull down the shades at dusk, like my elderly relative, ensure that the mobbing substrate stays in the house to wreak havoc on household systems even if you do not hear it. Women are expected to feel unsafe living without men or living in neighborhoods where cars are broken into and strangers park out in front. And when women feel unsafe, they are expected to move somewhere safer, somewhere smaller, somewhere more managed. Heterosexual women, especially older women whose gender role has typically excluded oversight of household systems including plumbing, electrical and communications may be more easily taken when the crooks next door sabotage their infrastructure to build a haunted house around them and trick them into giving up their homes. Women are presumed to lack understanding of plumbing, electricity, and grounds. Women who trust neighbor assurances and allow their neighbors to configure their routers or accept the offer to share the neighbors’ WiFi network are especially easy targets. Women are expected to trust men who offer help, and when they do, they may be taken as easy victims. In mobbing, however, the crooks aren’t just charging you exorbitant fees for shoddy repairs; they’re bilking you out of your home.

Mobbing succeeds because it is an unfamiliar scam built on the compromise and corruption of trusted relationships including the victim’s relationships with the block captain or coordinator, the neighbors, and neighborhood police. Mobbing does not only succeed because of bias in the community and in the courts, it is designed to leverage the normative expectations of gender. Women, still marginalized in technical and trade work, are presumed to be easy victims who won’t comprehend the monkeywrenching and might think the house is haunted or be so frightened that they quickly sell. If a female victim falls out of the norm and reports, the gender bias in fields that remain male-dominated ensures that claims she is delusional are well received. Given the crudeness of the mobbing scam, the criminals who mob vastly underestimate the intelligence of women. Perhaps this is because of their lesser endowment. 

One of the saddest things about the mobbing scam is the women who conspire to mob other women, to spread lies that the women they victimize are delusional or degenerate—women who play the Ghislaine Maxwell of the mobbing crowd as they assist men in targeting and battering women out of their homes. This is the gender crime in mobbing, at least when women are mobbed.

Aspects of mobbing that are focused on the transmission of telephony over unfamiliar interfaces make it possible to compare end-to-end, systematic harassment by telephony with phone sex, an earlier “pink collar” use of telephone technology that emerged in the 1980s with computerization, deregulation of the telephone industry and the introduction of 1-900 numbers. Mobbing, which might be seen as a harassment-by-phone industry, appears to at least have the same potential as a sideline—a “shadow service,” the mobbers once called it—in which dial-up harassment—live or recorded—might be “played” by mobile device over an encrypted connection to a rogue hot spot and power line connection to the victim environment.

At least in the Bay Area, phone sex was generally regarded as a victimless crime. House mobbing, in contrast, is a predatory crime whose goal is to victimize legal inhabitants by forcing the turnover of their homes. House mobbing is organized crime. 

I cannot fathom what motivates harming others in this manner. Most of us could not be paid to pipe or draft suffocating matter into others’ homes. This is one thing that makes it look like there’s a whacko doctrine that underlies the mobbing scam—right-wing politics, male supremacism or the politics of hate, Q’anon, or even “pro-life” vigilantes. In the end, when women prey on other women, the harm they do cannot be separated from the harm they do to women as a class. 

When mobbing is an income contributor, the abuse may not only be excused but the vanquishing of the “target,” though it might be dirty business, becomes an activity in which each family member has an important role to play—whether configuring routers, fine-tuning motion-detectors, triggering a power generator to drift dirty electricity out over the powerline network put down over the neighbor’s knob-and-tube wiring, or adding some live-stream mobbing harassment. In a Wenatchee, Washington-style touch, adults like the nasty neighborhood watch lady of Seattle’s South Cedar Park neighborhood might even encourage the local children to cry wolf whenever the mobbing victim is in evidence. 

It’s not just husbands, it’s husbands and wives, even families whose children appear to be brought up and inculcated into the practice of criminal harassment. They have at once sublimated their urge to domestic violence onto the neighbor, kept the peace at home, and created a family activity with moral and political overtones. Stalking can be used to punish those who do not know their place. And because mobbing is monetized, the kind of lowlife who aspire to turn over their neighbors’ home by clandestine abuse may treat it as a bona fide “job.” But working at home has its disadvantages. When you mob the neighbors, work-life balance is difficult to achieve.

Mobbers are obsessed with tracking their victims and making their victims feel watched, even psychologizing them from afar in hopes of using whatever makes their “targets” tick, whatever their “friction points” are or whatever emotion they might give away to force them from their homes. The lowlife next door in Albany—a “stay-at-home dad”—has made a project of it. 

Practically speaking, it appears that I am his “job.” By refusing to cede my civil and human rights and hand the house keys over to crooks, I’m standing in the way of his income generation. There are others involved in the Albany mobbing—the “block coordinator” across the street, for one—but the lowlife house is closest to mine and it’s probably left to the mobbing house with the greatest proximity or access to the infrastructure of the victim house to exert a certain level of oppression or to execute certain options. But this proximity also makes it harder to hide the mobbing “accoutrement.” Now that the involvement of at least two of the lowlife adults is out in the open, there’s no longer much pretense. The lowlife next door displays the obsessive attention of a stalker, and may well be more devoted to monitoring, harassing and battering me than caring for his child.

Mobbers use their children. They may be making their own environments toxic, and not just with hate. For example, how can the lowlife next door to the Albany house generate and radiate smoke and EMFs into my pipes, my walls, and onto my household electrical system without some blowback into the environment—interior or exterior—shared with his child. In the end, they may be exposing their children to the same harm they use to force others out of their homes. Perhaps the criminals next door believe this is how children should be taught. Perhaps for them, exposing children to the hate they do is appropriate—a teachable moment in the early years of a child who is brought up to hate.  

Most of us would agree. These are not the kind of people who should have power or influence over others, nor should they have power or influence over how the city regards and treats those they victimize. Mobbing criminals act against democratic principles; they act against civility. People like these should be kept as far from governance as possible.

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Months back I began to notice the routine scraping of the lowlife’s shovel, the clank of the shovel striking the wood of the north fence that I’ve been repairing to ensure it remains standing. The frequent scraping of the pavement along the fence line often precedes the onslaught of audible, radio-based harassment. The lowlife knocks against the fence to better the contact of the radiator with earth, to ensure his radiators are unimpeded. This awareness combined with the day-to-day sighting of the extension cord threading its way from an exterior outlet, through a heap of metal scrap and then running from the back along the property line to the front where the vintage car remains in the driveway. In an earlier post, I wrote about these experiences and about how extension cords can be used as ground-plane antennas. 

Another event that caught my attention was the lowlife in his back yard meticulously painting what looked like part of a vehicle suspension system. The paint was black and may have been intended for a special purpose. A few weeks back I began to notice the painted metal part in the narrow walkway that runs along the fence line, positioned to pin an extension cord I’d suspected was a radiator to the pavement. Today, a rare rainy day in the Bay Area, the extension cord loops around a knob-like component at the top of the metal part, protected from the damp pavement. I’m not sure exactly how it’s being used, but it secures the plugged-in extension cord along the infrastructure side of this house, which has less infrastructure than it did before I removed the Comcast box and coaxial as well as the AT&T NID (network interface device) and any phone wire I could. Its position on the lowlife side of the fence is close to line-of-sight from the furnace for this house—central heating I barely used last year because it was clear that the duct system of this house had been made distributor for some noxious interferer that came with audible harassment and might well have been the dirty electricity from a hotspot creating generator or perhaps the EMF-laced discharge from an air conditioning system. The painted metal part is also positioned close to a venting pipe from a ground-level window. It was about here that I had a section of the fence rebuilt last year. 

If you draw a straight line from the painted metal part through the house, it not only runs close to the furnace but to the hot water heater on the basement level. On the second story, the same line runs past a microwave that I’ve long since unplugged and on to the refrigerator. The relevance of the straight line is in the line-of-sight access it affords when certain radio and directional technologies are in play. The heater, the hot water heater and the refrigerator all appear to be distributors of the mobbing; the heater and refrigerator by forced air and the hot water heater perhaps because of the old galvanized piping that remains in the house or the transport of water. Galvanized piping has conductive potential. Air and water are flows that can sustain currents; they can transport sound. If you continue past the refrigerator upstairs, there’s a room where I used to keep the Sonic router. One of the lowlife’s Dobby access points is shown alongside whatever router was in that room when I created some of the heat maps that appear in earlier blog entries. Though I haven’t noted it, some months back I moved to a Verizon mobile hotspot and then to their Home Internet service to keep the communications infrastructure off the side of the house as much as possible. It took the mobbers a few days to adapt; it was probably not much of a transition for them—a radio is a radio. I have the most success at dampening the harassment when I use my phone as a player with a studio reference speaker while at once trying to protect the phone from rogue signals and streaming over cellular connection. The tactic mitigates best if the household router is off. 

Keep drawing the straight line south and it runs over a fence that a contractor and his relatives are challenging on the south side of this house with a pattern of escalating threats that include hand-carried typed letters left at the Albany house that address no one by name, at least one of which includes no signature. From the second story of this house, the straight line leads to an appliance that looks like an air-conditioning unit on the lot purchased by the contractor’s family. 

A north-south running fence bounds the property of the contractor and his relatives from the neighbor on the other side of him. On the top of this fence, there’s a flat metal strip that could be an antenna for two or more flame-style “lights” that are in the yard of the CrossFit neighbor. I notice these on late at night after the lowlife to the north has gone quiet. It’s almost 11:00pm now on a Sunday night. The lights weren’t on a few minutes ago but now they are and there’s sound coming from that direction as well. I checked for them a second time when I got up to see if I could reduce the latest EMF-laden cloud that has filtered into this room where my elderly relative used to sleep before she decided to move, telling me that something in the house was bothering her. Perhaps if the window was closed and the laptop volume elevated, the sound would be heard on my machine. These flickering lights may be used as interferers or to emit the mobbing harassment that comes up whenever I’m within range and increase the volume on any player; I don’t know if they’re responsible for other mobbing on the south side of the house or when I’m out gardening in the yard. Until recently, I mostly noticed the glaringly bright exterior lights from the back porch of that house, as well as their inappropriate reach and duration. The flickering lights are less visible and harder to see over the fence in the far corner of the yard of the Albany guy with the CrossFit routine that coincides with audible harassment on the south side of the house. This is the kind of device that is intended to fool the mobbing victim. It appears to be a flickering torch light but if you do a bit of research, you learn these are typically LEDs that have the potential of LEDs as interferers, that they may emit radio frequency waves, and that some of them are Bluetooth-speaker enabled. This also means they have the potential to affect IoT and digital devices, and that they can operate as networked devices. 

When IoT is an Internet of Malicious Things, these extenders, signal boosters and transmitters all play a role. The generator in the neighboring yard might be floating dirty electricity over a WiFi6 extender that overlaps an exterior LED-fueled speaker using the interfering Bluetooth standard. The high-powered extender runs across the street and intersects with a Tesla Powerwall and EV-charging station. The extender also connects to an open hotspot hosting WiFi-enabled video cameras, television transmitters, and boosted by EMFs from multiple portable lowlife air-conditioning systems that is physically deployed over your electrical and communications infrastructure and runs over the channels that bring you air, water, and heat. They plot these currents of electromagnetic waves, dirty electricity, powerline adapters and spectrum interferers around and through your home, anchoring and bounding them around you with antennas, radiators, and heaps of metal, automobiles and RVs under and astride the lines that bring you water and power, riding the lines that bring currents to your home. “You’re surrounded,” one of the Seattle mobbers told me as they tried to reason me out of my rental agreement in the early days of the mobbing in Seattle. Then later, the snarky attorney friend of the south house mobbing owner and the same words from his father too, “There’s nothing she can do.” 

When mobbing is criminal conspiracy, the interferers are distributed across the properties around the victim household. The configuration is intended to at once make any unfortunate or even calamitous coincidence of use appear to be wholly accidental—cut from civil cloth. Who knew that using a Sonos speaker on a backyard extender would end up on the neighbor’s radios? Who knew that the LED light would interfere with the neighbor’s electricity? Who knew that a power line extender would put television on the neighbor’s electrical wires? Who knew that a motion-detecting speaker would be triggered by lights being enabled in the neighbor’s house. We didn’t do anything wrong. “It’s all civil,” said a Seattle cop who either didn’t know what he was talking about or didn’t care when I complained that the neighbors were monitoring me. Mobbers hide their crimes with the appearance of coincidence. They indemnify themselves by constructing crime from everyday devices.

The ritual scraping of the lowlife’s shovel against the fence line may have another purpose besides contact with earth. With these day-to-day repetitive strikes against the base of the fence, he may slowly but surely cause another section of the north fence to fail. Perhaps they think that if I am not frightened of him taking the fence, perhaps I will cringe at the outlay of cash required to keep it standing.

The breaching of fences continues as a theme with the fence on the south side of the Albany property being simultaneously challenged as the contractor and workers at that property have dug in, and perhaps not only metaphorically, with a series of assaults on a fence my family installed decades ago. Maybe they seek to tear down fences not only to intimidate and frighten, but perhaps, as with the fence separating the Albany house from the lowlife property to the north, to ensure good access for line-of-site attack, or to contest the location of any replacement fence. 

In another entry I described the heavy truck rack I moved off of the south front fence after the contractor who bought the property to the south left it in the abutting driveway. After that, those working that property began jamming, stacking and piling wood against the 4×4″ supports for the fence. Suspecting they intended to break this fence built decades back by my family, I photographed the debris jammed against it and made sure I was seen doing so. Since then, I’ve regularly documented it along with other “landmarks”—ephemeral or otherwise—that I have documented all along in the mobbing configuration. A threatening letter was put through the mail slot soon after I installed a fence post repair stake on the end support for the fence. A few weeks back on a day when the contractor or his assignees were at the house to the south, there was a knock at the door. When I asked who it was, a man whose first language was not English demanded a signature. Through the door, he asked for my name. I would not, I responded, sign for a letter that was not addressed to me from someone who did not know my name. I later found and photographed the letter-sized envelope he’d taped to the door. At the computer, I looked up the name he mentioned and found the site of a construction logistics company. Delivery of letters to private individuals was not a service listed on their site.

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Even early on in the mobbing, I noticed an uptick in abuse when I stood at the sink before a window on the south wall—the infrastructure side—of the Seattle house. It was this sort of phenomenon that led to my considering how most radio frequency enters a home through the windows. Not even just that, but the radiation of light and the pressure waves that are sound, or perhaps even the infrared beam from a misdirected motion detecting light in a neighboring house or yard. So at the Albany house, I accepted the same uptick in the abuse I faced at the north wall—the infrastructure side—as an artifact of the mobbing. Recently, however, with most or even all of the electricity shut down at the Albany house, the mobbers seemed to resort to transmitting smoke and fumes, like the VOCs I commented on in a post not too long ago, that somehow seemed to permeate my bedroom one night when the main breaker was shut down. There have also been detergent smells, and I noticed one afternoon, a growing puddle of soapy bubbles accumulating in the concrete back yard of the lowlife house. I would begin to cough at times when I got into my tidy commuter car parked in the driveway near the north boundary of the Albany house. Based on the smell, I realized that whatever was being piped into the basement and through the vents of the house was seeping into the car and stopped parking there altogether. As I realized that dampening the shrubs and trees along the fence lines helped to quiet the harassment and seemed to mitigate the particulate that I was forced to breathe in my home and sleep, I began to consider the involvement of the household plumbing system in the mobbing. 

At first it made the most sense from the standpoint that galvanized piping is conductive. Some galvanized pipe remains in the house. When I was told by a Berkeley electrician that a “generator” was being used to harass people, the involvement of the plumbing system began to make more sense. I remembered the sound of a south house sump pump preceding a cloud of what might have been radiation or dirty electricity when I tried to sleep downstairs in the basement of the Seattle house and wound up closer to the ground story hot water heater and electrical panel. And I remembered the stench around then as a shower ran for a long period of time before the sound of the south house sump pump came on. I knew the sewage lines on the south side of the Seattle house connected with the south mobbing house before the public sewer.  If the EMF-laden output of a generator was piped, say, by a sump pump, into the victim house, the use of a residential drainage system might make sense. In Albany there might be old residential-side water main piping whose replacement, but perhaps not removal, may be mandated with certain repairs. Sprinkler systems that travel close to property lines might also be attractive for monkeywrenching drain lines. At the Seattle house, I wondered about sewer line breaks from tree roots that were eventually fixed by sleeving the line. And at the Albany house I began to dampen cracks in the concrete around the house and to run water down the drains before bed. Now I wonder whether the pipe breaks at the Albany house are routine plumbing issues or whether, if dirty electricity is being run along or inside the household plumbing system, it could be causing breaks that might not otherwise occur.

The impact of channeling a charged substrate into or along a neighbor’s plumbing system is critical to understanding the severity of this kind of criminal sabotage. One of the circumstances that led to my elderly relative deciding to move out of this home she occupied by most of her adult life began with an undetected water leak in the basement. Several years after the water leak, she told me that “something” was “bothering” her in the house and that she had decided to move. Since then, as my understanding of how the victim infrastructure is leveraged in mobbing, after experiencing the early morning pull of an electromagnetic force from a battery-operated device left near my head, and having realized that a flash of light may well have been caused by interference with a two-prong electrode light in the next room, the prospect of damage to water pipes being caused by mobbing does not seem far-fetched.

In the last month or two, I noticed that when water was running, the sound of the verbal abuse abated. Then I realized that standing water in the kitchen sink quieted the lowlife abuse. Again, the kitchen sink is on the infrastructure side of the house, the side from which I’ve stripped the coaxial cable and removed the unused communications devices, the side of the house where network heat maps show the string of “Dobby” rogue access points running over the electrical outlets that remain shut down at the electrical panel. The quieting of the verbal abuse by shut drains and standing water seems to indicate the involvement of the drain lines. It also raises the issue of the use of contact microphones by mobbers.

Since this finding, I’ve begun to use the water the same way I used the electricity—by turning it off at the main point of entry whenever I can. Water and electricity are conducted by currents, and currents carry sound. This last week, it’s possible that the resumption of work on water lines in the immediate area by East Bay Municipal Water District (EBMUD) has had a stultifying effect on the mobbing, especially if mobbers leverage the sewer lines. But stilling both electrical and water currents whenever I can has made the last few weeks at the Albany house a lot easier to get through.

I’d like to add more information and there are other developments I hoped to write about before publishing what I hoped would be the final part of this series. But things are busy, and I want to get this information out there in case it’s helpful in bringing any mobbing, including my own, to resolution with the prosecution of those who mob. In the next part of this series we’ll talk more about topics including Albany block coordinators and disaster preparedness, California counties where militia insert themselves into disaster response, and the relationship between the block watch and real estate.

Stay tuned.