It goes without saying that when mobbers go out of town during a mobbing, they take care to line up “staffing” to mind their victims in their absence. This works nicely when they are using the “What? Who me? I wasn’t home” strategy of indemnification. No matter, the law still holds responsible those who hire the bad deeds of criminals. And as IoT crimes are investigated and prosecuted, the courts will stop falling for the “What? Who me?” trickery of criminals whose misconduct includes digital features.
In some cases, when the mobbing neighbors leave town, it’s also possible they have vacated because of the blowback into their own environments from what they’re trying to do to their victims. In Albany, for example, one of those in the lowlife house to the north appears to be asthmatic. Besides having heard verbal reference made to his asthma, the sounds of his coughing and scraping are among the amplified sounds of the mobbing. Cell phones are listening devices. The lowlife reminds me of Dennis Hopper’s depiction of Frank Booth in David Lynch’s 1986 Blue Velvet, huffing from a tank of gas as he works his psychosexual angst.
When mobbers go out of town, sometimes you’re mobbed more, and sometimes you’re mobbed less. But minders always come and go from the mobbing houses, even in the guise of dog walkers. And sometimes, like this week, you begin to wonder if they vacated the house because what they have in store for you is so onerous, even dangerous, that they don’t want to be in the mobbing house when they’re doing it. Like this week, when in the absence of the lowlife, there has been almost a continuous stream of exhaust or other gaseous waste from the furnace or generator they installed in the crawl space at the front of their house. Across the street, the Albany block captain remains.
It’s during weeks like this when it might be a good idea for the authorities to get a search warrant. They could have a look under the house and how and to where the lowlife are piping their carbon-monoxide laden exhaust and other suffocating gases. Look at the grills piped to natural gas lines leaking through knobs left open. Sniff the valves of their propane cans. Look for gases and other substances deliberately blocked into the sewer lateral. Trace the pipes running underground and check whether they cross the property line and vent under the neighbor’s foundation. Perhaps they seek to break the foundation and to poison the inhabitants just in case. Look for pipes with ends that open too close to the neighbor’s rain spouts. Listen for pumps running upstream. When my mother said something in the house was bothering her, maybe this is what she meant. Maybe it was weeks like this that led to her lung’s collapse.
