In earlier blogs I’ve mentioned the possibility that mobbers poison rats on their own properties in hopes they’ll end up dying in the walls or venting of the neighbors. A repeating theme in these spring months has been the creaking sound of a metal aerosolizing can being used to squirt out what smells like poison across fences south and north. This technique may be an adjunct to other harassment that the mobbing victim is able to ameliorate.
In this case, I’ve been able to achieve good amelioration these last days by using the hot water heater sparingly, enabling it only long enough to heat the water I need for the day and then disabling it once more. If I’ve no dishes to do and intend to go swimming, the circuit breaker for the hot water heater might be off for 36 to 48 hours. The hot water heater is electric and replaced the old gas appliance when I converted the house from natural gas to electric about two years back. The appliance is sited close to the infrastructure side of the house and most accessible for mobbing from a neighboring structure.
It’s been obvious for years that the mobbers rely on the hot water heater as a collector or distributor of the mobbing harassment. With the deployment of a DC generator or perhaps based on the use of power line technology or effect, I’ve often wondered if the hot water heater accounts for the appearance of some of the rogue access points—the “hot spots”—visible in heat maps at both the Albany and Seattle houses. Lately I also wonder whether the content of metal contained in a hot water heater allows for magnetization and its incorporation into the rogue charging processes that the mobbers appear to draw across the house in vectors.
My mother used a gas hot water heater in the same location and, if I recall what she told me correctly, it was one of the metal hoses from the hot water heater itself that burst and caused the leak that was undiscovered for days or weeks, when her lung collapsed.
Earlier this week I heard the sound from the south as soon as I turned off the lights to sleep. This morning it was on the north side of the Albany house, where the lowlife “stay-at-home dad” leverages the higher grade on his side of the fence to add noxious substances to water and drain them onto my side where they permeate the decomposed granite surface and enter the collectors of the French drain put in earlier this year. Before it might have been the old drain system poured into the concrete foundation. Now it’s the French drain that protectively encircles the foundation like a moat. Early on in the mobbing in Seattle, one of the mobbers said for me to hear, “What else can we do to fuck her up?” Mobbers are opportunists. If they can access it, they’ll find a way to use it.
The French drain is rock solid, an impressive job done by a reputable company, and it protects the foundation of this house. But even if the water can’t reach the foundation, it moves sound and deposits toxins onto the properties of mobbing victims and, eventually, into the sewer system. These tactics may be plied from next door, but they are the same tactics of sabotage that terrorists use to poison our waterways.
