They have done little yet towards being forgivable. All they have to do is organize to set me free and ensure I travel safely to a country already capable of guaranteeing my full human rights (Do not forget the protocols at the end.) by Thursday, 12 August 2010, and my heart will forgive them. The British peopled abandoned me in this proven torture facility in which I am still confined; if they want to do something to save themselves from still being guilty of this, they, as a people, need to set me free.
The British public should know by now that once I reach my full human rights, the money will help rebuild this country as well as help so many places in greater need of my help. What if I had completely obligatorily and legally obtained money to back up all of the beautiful things I want in this world? To see that world, I need to have my full human rights. To see that future, this world needs justice.
This country needs to do what is right, for once. The British people need to set me free.
If this waits past 12 August 2010, I will have to save myself in a way that does not save the British from their debilitating culpability. I will have to do something completely unpredictable and highly messy to reach my human rights, and it will leave the British people just a guilty as they are now. Please do not allow that to happen.
Please make sure the British people get to be my heroes. Please make sure they organize, amass, set me free, and ensure my safe and immediate travel all before 12 August 2010. That is more time than the need, and it is the right thing to do.
Monday, August 9, 2010
Sunday, August 8, 2010
About Nuclear Arsenals—Please pardon my sentence fragment; it was chosen for artistic purposes.
They are useless. Humanity needs nuclear weaponry the way fish need a barrel. But then why do we have them? We have them because we built them. Let me explain.
Humans first built the atomic bomb in order to bully and intimidate other humans. The first method we found for standing up to another human with a nuclear weapon was to have one for ourselves. Then, there was a very expensive race to see who could own the largest and most powerful nuclear arsenal, all in order to appear more manly and strong than the other racer. Meanwhile, everyone wanted to join the elitist and supposedly manly and strong countries-with-nuclear-weapons-only club. Why? Because the cool kids were doing it. Soon, there were more nuclear weapons in existence than necessary to demolish our planet a few times over.
But how do WE fight nuclear weapons and nuclear attacks now? WE render them useless. Yes, there are more people than just me who are capable of sending radiation into outer space. No, I will not tell you who they are. I actually know how to keep a secret. Needless to say, not all of my powers are the results of a theoretical brain tumor I still need to be checked for. Some of this I have been capable of and hidden for a long time. Some of my mother’s family was living in the Philippines when the A-bombs fell on Japan. (Please follow the logical fallout of that statement and mix its DNA with the tenets of natural selection.)
Sadly, now that nuclear weaponry is useless, are there better technologies out there for meeting these ends? If you need to defend yourself against a bully-country, any and all bluff-calling built on actual, moral convictions seems to do the trick. If you need to defend yourself against frustrated fascist, terrorist governments and tyrants, I find the power of numbers to be highly effective. If you just happen to like nuclear power, please remember that there are forms of electricity-generation that are even more eco-friendly than nuclear reactors; that is, there are eco-friendly methods of generating power that do not require the (often controversial) production and storage of nuclear waste. If you just want to intimidate people, please do not look here for any help.
And, I think that finishes that idea. This torture facility still spins here on its axis. If I have to breakout without a physical rescue, it will be messy.
Planet, please take care,
Tanya Hedelisa Albon Depp de Varilek
a.k.a.
Squid Bedlam Vařilekova
Humans first built the atomic bomb in order to bully and intimidate other humans. The first method we found for standing up to another human with a nuclear weapon was to have one for ourselves. Then, there was a very expensive race to see who could own the largest and most powerful nuclear arsenal, all in order to appear more manly and strong than the other racer. Meanwhile, everyone wanted to join the elitist and supposedly manly and strong countries-with-nuclear-weapons-only club. Why? Because the cool kids were doing it. Soon, there were more nuclear weapons in existence than necessary to demolish our planet a few times over.
But how do WE fight nuclear weapons and nuclear attacks now? WE render them useless. Yes, there are more people than just me who are capable of sending radiation into outer space. No, I will not tell you who they are. I actually know how to keep a secret. Needless to say, not all of my powers are the results of a theoretical brain tumor I still need to be checked for. Some of this I have been capable of and hidden for a long time. Some of my mother’s family was living in the Philippines when the A-bombs fell on Japan. (Please follow the logical fallout of that statement and mix its DNA with the tenets of natural selection.)
Sadly, now that nuclear weaponry is useless, are there better technologies out there for meeting these ends? If you need to defend yourself against a bully-country, any and all bluff-calling built on actual, moral convictions seems to do the trick. If you need to defend yourself against frustrated fascist, terrorist governments and tyrants, I find the power of numbers to be highly effective. If you just happen to like nuclear power, please remember that there are forms of electricity-generation that are even more eco-friendly than nuclear reactors; that is, there are eco-friendly methods of generating power that do not require the (often controversial) production and storage of nuclear waste. If you just want to intimidate people, please do not look here for any help.
And, I think that finishes that idea. This torture facility still spins here on its axis. If I have to breakout without a physical rescue, it will be messy.
Planet, please take care,
Tanya Hedelisa Albon Depp de Varilek
a.k.a.
Squid Bedlam Vařilekova
Written in a flash on 10July2010 at approximately 11:11am...
I Will Walk This Earth Barefoot
(c)2010 Squid B. Varilekova
I will walk this Earth barefoot.
I will bathe in its rain dancing.
This terra's fire will carry me
like a bird song through mountain leaves.
I will step not knowing more
than that I step again
on this great green Earth
on a path ever forward into knowing.
I will dance ever-trusting the rain
will always fall to quench
the Earth and Sky and Seas and People.
The mountains yawn to bathe in lightning.
My fire will burn with change and progress.
The sky will dawn in fires of morning
of newness of birth of growth of life.
The Earth will always hold a fire within.
The wind will blow my hair in rivers--
flowing ourtward from my mind on the breeze.
The air will touch your own windowsill,
So we may sing together.
Yes, we shall sing together.
I will walk this Earth barefoot.
I will bathe in its rain dancing.
This terra's fire will carry me
like a bird song through mountain leaves.
(c)2010 Squid B. Varilekova
I will walk this Earth barefoot.
I will bathe in its rain dancing.
This terra's fire will carry me
like a bird song through mountain leaves.
I will step not knowing more
than that I step again
on this great green Earth
on a path ever forward into knowing.
I will dance ever-trusting the rain
will always fall to quench
the Earth and Sky and Seas and People.
The mountains yawn to bathe in lightning.
My fire will burn with change and progress.
The sky will dawn in fires of morning
of newness of birth of growth of life.
The Earth will always hold a fire within.
The wind will blow my hair in rivers--
flowing ourtward from my mind on the breeze.
The air will touch your own windowsill,
So we may sing together.
Yes, we shall sing together.
I will walk this Earth barefoot.
I will bathe in its rain dancing.
This terra's fire will carry me
like a bird song through mountain leaves.
A Few More Loose Ends for Now
I wonder sometimes if anyone is still following my facebook activity. I set the privacy to “Everyone” on the things of mine I want the whole world to see... Yet, I get so little feedback. Well, even if I am writing facebook stati just to be able to talk to myself, it helps me work through my ideas. I do not plan on stopping anytime soon.
This one may not seem like much of a loose end, but I feel I should make a few more comments on Global Climate Change — we can learn to predict it. We have over one hundred years of global weather data. We, humanity, have already seen all weather possible on this planet from fires during mudslides to raining frogs and red tides. The only thing new we will see is the frequency and degree to which certain weather phenomena occur, and that extremity will make them easier to predict. We can do this. We can keep humanity safe during Global Climate Change. We just need to get a strong enough weather prediction system in place. We already know that the Water Cycle has more water in it, now. We need to get used to predicting it as accurately as possible.
Global Climate Change does not include earthquakes, but earthquakes are another natural feature of our planet. We have been surviving earthquakes since the human race first existed on this Earth. The surface of our world is made up of tectonic plates that interlock much like the many interlocking bones of the human skull. Tension can build up between then, and earthquakes and volcanoes can result to release that pressure. Also, when plates adjust in one place, plates in another place on the surface of the Earth might also have to adjust. It seems like we are caught in a long string of earthquakes, but it is the surface of the Earth releasing natural, geologic pressure as the plates move around. Eventually, the pressure will balance out on its own for a longer period of time.
This world is in more of an information deficit than it is an information overload; though, I will understand if someone says we have been in a misinformation overload. This paragraph is a thank you to all of the people helping me pop open bubbles of contained knowledge to get the truth both out of and into information-controlled areas. Thank you, for helping me to clear the fog, point out what is and is not factual, and drag podpeople to reality whenever possible. I do not know where I would be without all of the help you give me.
As for an unexpected loose end, does anybody know how many military bases the Obama administration has in the works? At last count, I had Zanzibar, Japan (I know there is one there already, but wasn’t there something about building a new one?), the West Coast of Africa, and Kyrgyzstan on the list I have been subconsciously assembling. I also assume the administration plans to leave behind bases in Iraq and Afghanistan. The American military and I have a very strong relationship. I worry over where all of this base-building is going. I do not think it is in keeping with maintaining the safety of anyone, least of all the American people. That is the real job of the military, you know. They exist to keep America safe at all possible costs of their own human life.
Next, I will finally comment on Obama going grey. From what I can tell, Obama’s grey hairs are a result of his enacting public policy based solely on covering his own backside in order to stay in power. He acts as President in keeping with the way the wind is blowing instead of acting out of moral convictions. Besides, he is so conservative (although incompetent at it) that the Democratic Party should have disowned him what feels like long ago. If you believe he supports me now and all of a sudden, it is because he wants to be associated with me and my benevolence. However, he still has policies that are preying on my family, and my beautiful America is still in tatters due to many of his own actions. Most personally, he is the one who sent the executive order to rape me systemically in order to break and control me. He does not support me; he just wants to stay in power.
Finally, nuclear weapons: Missiles sailed through the air in late May. Later, I felt what I thought were missiles going off while still inside their silos, but it is possible those were nuclear reactors malfunctioning. I have also felt submarines arm and fire. The only government I can deduce was willing to hit the trigger is the British. They were so guilty after building ThunderDome in Greater Manchester and setting it to self-destruct that they wanted humanity ended to never be held responsible.
What we learned from Japan at the end of World War II includes not only the devastation of atomic technology but also the resilience of humankind to survive it. What we know of Darwinism includes that life evolves to meet each crisis to help prevent the end of all life. Yes, when the bomb dropped on Chicago, I noticed without being told, and yes, I chose to do something about the fallout and the remaining missiles in the air. I chose to prevent the end of humanity every time a crisis listed above shook my being.
Yes, the British government tortured me for it. They tortured me heavily. My being here started with them wanting me so broken I could never be free of a medical detention. After preventing all of their nuclear disasters to the best of my abilities, they wanted me tortured until I died. My fight for survival in here has not been an easy one. “THANK YOU!” to everyone who supports me and to those who support those who support me.
In two more posts, I will discuss the purposes of having a nuclear arsenal, and that there are better technologies out there for meeting those ends.
This one may not seem like much of a loose end, but I feel I should make a few more comments on Global Climate Change — we can learn to predict it. We have over one hundred years of global weather data. We, humanity, have already seen all weather possible on this planet from fires during mudslides to raining frogs and red tides. The only thing new we will see is the frequency and degree to which certain weather phenomena occur, and that extremity will make them easier to predict. We can do this. We can keep humanity safe during Global Climate Change. We just need to get a strong enough weather prediction system in place. We already know that the Water Cycle has more water in it, now. We need to get used to predicting it as accurately as possible.
Global Climate Change does not include earthquakes, but earthquakes are another natural feature of our planet. We have been surviving earthquakes since the human race first existed on this Earth. The surface of our world is made up of tectonic plates that interlock much like the many interlocking bones of the human skull. Tension can build up between then, and earthquakes and volcanoes can result to release that pressure. Also, when plates adjust in one place, plates in another place on the surface of the Earth might also have to adjust. It seems like we are caught in a long string of earthquakes, but it is the surface of the Earth releasing natural, geologic pressure as the plates move around. Eventually, the pressure will balance out on its own for a longer period of time.
This world is in more of an information deficit than it is an information overload; though, I will understand if someone says we have been in a misinformation overload. This paragraph is a thank you to all of the people helping me pop open bubbles of contained knowledge to get the truth both out of and into information-controlled areas. Thank you, for helping me to clear the fog, point out what is and is not factual, and drag podpeople to reality whenever possible. I do not know where I would be without all of the help you give me.
As for an unexpected loose end, does anybody know how many military bases the Obama administration has in the works? At last count, I had Zanzibar, Japan (I know there is one there already, but wasn’t there something about building a new one?), the West Coast of Africa, and Kyrgyzstan on the list I have been subconsciously assembling. I also assume the administration plans to leave behind bases in Iraq and Afghanistan. The American military and I have a very strong relationship. I worry over where all of this base-building is going. I do not think it is in keeping with maintaining the safety of anyone, least of all the American people. That is the real job of the military, you know. They exist to keep America safe at all possible costs of their own human life.
Next, I will finally comment on Obama going grey. From what I can tell, Obama’s grey hairs are a result of his enacting public policy based solely on covering his own backside in order to stay in power. He acts as President in keeping with the way the wind is blowing instead of acting out of moral convictions. Besides, he is so conservative (although incompetent at it) that the Democratic Party should have disowned him what feels like long ago. If you believe he supports me now and all of a sudden, it is because he wants to be associated with me and my benevolence. However, he still has policies that are preying on my family, and my beautiful America is still in tatters due to many of his own actions. Most personally, he is the one who sent the executive order to rape me systemically in order to break and control me. He does not support me; he just wants to stay in power.
Finally, nuclear weapons: Missiles sailed through the air in late May. Later, I felt what I thought were missiles going off while still inside their silos, but it is possible those were nuclear reactors malfunctioning. I have also felt submarines arm and fire. The only government I can deduce was willing to hit the trigger is the British. They were so guilty after building ThunderDome in Greater Manchester and setting it to self-destruct that they wanted humanity ended to never be held responsible.
What we learned from Japan at the end of World War II includes not only the devastation of atomic technology but also the resilience of humankind to survive it. What we know of Darwinism includes that life evolves to meet each crisis to help prevent the end of all life. Yes, when the bomb dropped on Chicago, I noticed without being told, and yes, I chose to do something about the fallout and the remaining missiles in the air. I chose to prevent the end of humanity every time a crisis listed above shook my being.
Yes, the British government tortured me for it. They tortured me heavily. My being here started with them wanting me so broken I could never be free of a medical detention. After preventing all of their nuclear disasters to the best of my abilities, they wanted me tortured until I died. My fight for survival in here has not been an easy one. “THANK YOU!” to everyone who supports me and to those who support those who support me.
In two more posts, I will discuss the purposes of having a nuclear arsenal, and that there are better technologies out there for meeting those ends.
Saturday, August 7, 2010
Loose Ends
I am going to try to clear up some long-lost odds and ends with my next few posts.
First of all, I need to be set free of this building, the spy equipment still in my head against my will finally removed, and the freedom to learn enough about current events to educate my brain further into and around Afghanistan, Darfur, Georgia, etc... There is so much in this world that I could help fix and resolve, but instead I am abandoned here in this torture facility by the British who refuse to amass and demand my freedom.
Secondly, I have never been checked for cancer... anywhere. There are five BIG reasons I believe I have a brain tumor, though.
1.) It would explain why I have superpowers that allow me to bend and control energy.
2.) It would explain why I am a solely benevolent super-genius.
3.) There have been electronics in my head running an electric signal through my cranium for over a year, now.
4.) It would explain why I can make sense out of animals, the weather, and strangers.
5.) I have been denied adequate, and in most cases ANY, medical care for over a year, now, and I am still not relapsing back into any psychotic symptoms from my old diagnosis of schizophrenia. Instead, I have proven to be a very fast healer in all capacities.
I have never been allowed to be checked for a brain tumor to see if one is there. Isn’t it about time we found out if that is the reason I am capable of these things?
Thirdly, BP needs a reality check... and FAST! They are LOST on what is and is not real in this world, and the Obama administration needs to research the actual biodegradability of crude oil. Every time I hear words from a British Petrol representative, those words reek with the beliefs of a podperson who has been living among the unicorned pegasi beside the cotton candy rainbow that sails the lavender skies of planet Deceptor. Yet, those beliefs are expressed with the convictions of a corrupt hypnotherapist. If they have fooled you into believing them, find a rock of reality and climb back up the cliff to rejoin the rest of us here on planet Earth.
Not so randomly, my engagement ring has a (conflict free) emerald in it. “What?” You ask me, “How would you know that, Squid, if corrupt governments and other corrupt authorities are still actively keeping you and your husband apart?” Well, I know this because neither he nor I is an idiot. My Sweetness, no doubt, consulted my best friend, Syniva, about how to appropriately propose to me. There are no blood diamonds from him to me. The only blood money is from the corrupt world leaders who want to continue torturing and enslaving me.
I have heard SO MANY TIMES that the only reason the British have CHOSEN to persecute me so thoroughly is because they believe I am my little sister. I have said this before, and I am saying it again. Who does this to ANYBODY?... especially in my name? I am an egalitarian. I believe all humans are equal. But, WHO WOULD DO THIS TO MY LITTLE SISTER???!!!
In March here in Liverpool, a woman in the Home Office had spoken of offering me diplomatic protection. That was only five months ago, but look where we are now. All of England, the England that once wanted me to live here so they could call me their own, has abandoned me in a torture facility. What happened to you, England that once loved me? Why do you deny me my human rights in their completeness yourselves? Why are you not outside the doors of this building demanding my freedom?
My current, accurate diagnosis is PTSD that is manifesting as bipolar disorder with absolutely NO psychotic symptoms. As I already discussed, this is not a relapse of my diagnosis from 2002 of schizophrenia. As you all know who have seen me, I am also “fit to travel” home at any moment; however, the literal quack who controls when I am allowed to go home prefers to keep me here for continued torturing. The quack goes by the fake name of Dr. Hannah Helen Reynolds and has neither a medical degree nor any medical training. She was sent here to represent the British government. My PTSD is completely under control through only the help of my inmates and my personal ability to heal very quickly.
Finally, I still have no twin and definitely no convincing twin. However, the people of this world who hate me are very handy with special effects, makeup, and prosthetics. Luckily, there are also people who love me who are very handy with those things. I also am still a woman with only lady body parts. Last but not least, although three governments, minimum, have now been a part of selling my natural sexiness against my will, I have still never been a hooker and only their forced prostitute. (Please see my blog history from December 2009 to early February 2010 for the appropriate definition of forced prositution for this situation.)
Please take care.... There is even more to come in the next post!
First of all, I need to be set free of this building, the spy equipment still in my head against my will finally removed, and the freedom to learn enough about current events to educate my brain further into and around Afghanistan, Darfur, Georgia, etc... There is so much in this world that I could help fix and resolve, but instead I am abandoned here in this torture facility by the British who refuse to amass and demand my freedom.
Secondly, I have never been checked for cancer... anywhere. There are five BIG reasons I believe I have a brain tumor, though.
1.) It would explain why I have superpowers that allow me to bend and control energy.
2.) It would explain why I am a solely benevolent super-genius.
3.) There have been electronics in my head running an electric signal through my cranium for over a year, now.
4.) It would explain why I can make sense out of animals, the weather, and strangers.
5.) I have been denied adequate, and in most cases ANY, medical care for over a year, now, and I am still not relapsing back into any psychotic symptoms from my old diagnosis of schizophrenia. Instead, I have proven to be a very fast healer in all capacities.
I have never been allowed to be checked for a brain tumor to see if one is there. Isn’t it about time we found out if that is the reason I am capable of these things?
Thirdly, BP needs a reality check... and FAST! They are LOST on what is and is not real in this world, and the Obama administration needs to research the actual biodegradability of crude oil. Every time I hear words from a British Petrol representative, those words reek with the beliefs of a podperson who has been living among the unicorned pegasi beside the cotton candy rainbow that sails the lavender skies of planet Deceptor. Yet, those beliefs are expressed with the convictions of a corrupt hypnotherapist. If they have fooled you into believing them, find a rock of reality and climb back up the cliff to rejoin the rest of us here on planet Earth.
Not so randomly, my engagement ring has a (conflict free) emerald in it. “What?” You ask me, “How would you know that, Squid, if corrupt governments and other corrupt authorities are still actively keeping you and your husband apart?” Well, I know this because neither he nor I is an idiot. My Sweetness, no doubt, consulted my best friend, Syniva, about how to appropriately propose to me. There are no blood diamonds from him to me. The only blood money is from the corrupt world leaders who want to continue torturing and enslaving me.
I have heard SO MANY TIMES that the only reason the British have CHOSEN to persecute me so thoroughly is because they believe I am my little sister. I have said this before, and I am saying it again. Who does this to ANYBODY?... especially in my name? I am an egalitarian. I believe all humans are equal. But, WHO WOULD DO THIS TO MY LITTLE SISTER???!!!
In March here in Liverpool, a woman in the Home Office had spoken of offering me diplomatic protection. That was only five months ago, but look where we are now. All of England, the England that once wanted me to live here so they could call me their own, has abandoned me in a torture facility. What happened to you, England that once loved me? Why do you deny me my human rights in their completeness yourselves? Why are you not outside the doors of this building demanding my freedom?
My current, accurate diagnosis is PTSD that is manifesting as bipolar disorder with absolutely NO psychotic symptoms. As I already discussed, this is not a relapse of my diagnosis from 2002 of schizophrenia. As you all know who have seen me, I am also “fit to travel” home at any moment; however, the literal quack who controls when I am allowed to go home prefers to keep me here for continued torturing. The quack goes by the fake name of Dr. Hannah Helen Reynolds and has neither a medical degree nor any medical training. She was sent here to represent the British government. My PTSD is completely under control through only the help of my inmates and my personal ability to heal very quickly.
Finally, I still have no twin and definitely no convincing twin. However, the people of this world who hate me are very handy with special effects, makeup, and prosthetics. Luckily, there are also people who love me who are very handy with those things. I also am still a woman with only lady body parts. Last but not least, although three governments, minimum, have now been a part of selling my natural sexiness against my will, I have still never been a hooker and only their forced prostitute. (Please see my blog history from December 2009 to early February 2010 for the appropriate definition of forced prositution for this situation.)
Please take care.... There is even more to come in the next post!
Friday, August 6, 2010
And my internet situation has begun resolving itself here in my hell...
Monday morning I received not only the long awaited mailed package from my mom, but I also received a well-thought-out package from the Swiss Embassy in London. I REICEVED STUFF!!! It was wonderful. Normally only mail from my mom, the UKBA, the NHS, and my solicitor with Jackson & Canter LLP ever arrive here. It was delightful.
My eyes are swelling up randomly in my sleep. I think I have an allergy to the flame-resistent pillows and blankets in here. The swelling leaves large circles under my eyes after the puffiness goes down. Don't worry, it only happens in my sleep.
Among other random happenings, the wind caught my hair as I passed through a newly painted doorway recently. I now appear to have some very distinguishing grey hairs. I very much like the look on me; I appear closer to my real age of thirty-two. Sigh...
I do not support Glastonbury, and I do not think I will ever be able to in the future. Did you see the crowds there? Those very crowds claimed to support me, but what were they doing about it? Did they remove the chips from their heads? Did they amass in those same numbers outside of my torture facility demanding my freedom? Either would be greatly appreciated. But no, instead they amassed in large numbers to hear free music. Please remember that I am prone to normal human error, though, and am wrong on ocassion. I am also prone to forgiving those who wrong me given enough time to heal from it. If the British public turns it around and demands my freedom, I might be able to support Glastonbury some time soon; I will have a whole year to heal from this torture facility by the next Glastonbury Festival, after all... assuming I get out soon.
The facilities here still have only coffee with illicit substances in it, toxic air emmanating from many radiators, no promised computer nor internet access for all patients confined here, etc... I still have to sleep in the common areas to have safety at night; the sedative-weilding vast majority of the night staff is still a waste of breathable air.
A special message for the people and government of Iran
(Samuel, do you mind providing official translations?)
Dear friends, I find your almost unbelievable support for me in my current time of super-crisis and for my future not only something that makes me elated but also something that leaves me helplessly proud. Please remember that as you criticize the hypocracy of certain Western countries in their refusal to allow me my full human rights, that you need to ensure the full human rights of your own people including your prisoners. This will not only increase your own credibility on topics of my human rights, but it will make you stronger as a people. I know I am a special case in your hearts, and I also completely understand that many changes cannot happen overnight. Just as the Pope in Rome is bringing the Catholic Church into the Communication Age with gender issues in contemporary society at a speed appropriate for his flocks to keep pace, many changes in your own society will take time to continue modernizing... just as improvements in your technology do. Thank you, sincerely and from my still beating heart, for everything. I do not know where I would be without your support. This was not meant to criticize you; this was meant to show how much I understand you and to ask you for help. Thank you, again.
Fake Emails I Have Received
Who are they trying to fool?
Does this sound like an honest response to my blog?
-----BEGIN MESSAGE DATA-----
Ms P. Gaffney to me
Jun 17
Dear Varilekova -
My husband (Tom) has been telling me about you and I have been looking at your fascinating blog, but of course also sorry to learn of your unfortunate experiences. I know how you feel, believe me. I quite like your eccentricity and am very intrigued by your situation. We are very much alike.
Like you I am American born but have been living here in the Northwest (Liverpool mostly) for over 35 years.
I see you are presently "resident" at Windsor House, I wonder if I could come and visit you (briefly, don't worry - I won't impose) as I will be in that neighbourhood this coming Monday, 21 June, at the Women's Hospital at midday. I could visit sometime in the afternoon if that would be possible and OK with you. If not, I understand so don't feel bad about saying no.
Are you from San Francisco? I was there many years back and loved the city. I lived there for over a year as I was working as a nanny for a family in the Sunset district. It was the "hippie" era and really wonderful...of course I was young then...I recall North Beach. A very cool area of the city, very together. Of course I don't know what it it is like now, but I am sure it's still very lovely (even though there is not beach there!). The BART was in the process of being built at the time, I recall...so obviously it was a good few years back.
If you want to ring me I am at (0151) ###-#### anytime.
All the best in any case,
Patricia Gaffney x
-----END MESSAGE DATA-----
Does this sound like an honest reaction to my life?
-----BEGIN MESSAGE DATA-----
Jo Seki to me
show details Aug 1 (6 days ago)
hi tanya.
i looked you up the other day. i knew you years ago.
your blog surprised me. you seem so different now. but still tanya. :)
i just wanted to say i'm rooting for you. maybe its a quack ward
but at least someone's looking out for you, yeah?
i really hope you get the help you need and you make it home safely.
you're a good person and you deserve to be happy.
-- a friend
-----END MESSAGE DATA-----
This is posted with very little proofreading.
My eyes are swelling up randomly in my sleep. I think I have an allergy to the flame-resistent pillows and blankets in here. The swelling leaves large circles under my eyes after the puffiness goes down. Don't worry, it only happens in my sleep.
Among other random happenings, the wind caught my hair as I passed through a newly painted doorway recently. I now appear to have some very distinguishing grey hairs. I very much like the look on me; I appear closer to my real age of thirty-two. Sigh...
I do not support Glastonbury, and I do not think I will ever be able to in the future. Did you see the crowds there? Those very crowds claimed to support me, but what were they doing about it? Did they remove the chips from their heads? Did they amass in those same numbers outside of my torture facility demanding my freedom? Either would be greatly appreciated. But no, instead they amassed in large numbers to hear free music. Please remember that I am prone to normal human error, though, and am wrong on ocassion. I am also prone to forgiving those who wrong me given enough time to heal from it. If the British public turns it around and demands my freedom, I might be able to support Glastonbury some time soon; I will have a whole year to heal from this torture facility by the next Glastonbury Festival, after all... assuming I get out soon.
The facilities here still have only coffee with illicit substances in it, toxic air emmanating from many radiators, no promised computer nor internet access for all patients confined here, etc... I still have to sleep in the common areas to have safety at night; the sedative-weilding vast majority of the night staff is still a waste of breathable air.
A special message for the people and government of Iran
(Samuel, do you mind providing official translations?)
Dear friends, I find your almost unbelievable support for me in my current time of super-crisis and for my future not only something that makes me elated but also something that leaves me helplessly proud. Please remember that as you criticize the hypocracy of certain Western countries in their refusal to allow me my full human rights, that you need to ensure the full human rights of your own people including your prisoners. This will not only increase your own credibility on topics of my human rights, but it will make you stronger as a people. I know I am a special case in your hearts, and I also completely understand that many changes cannot happen overnight. Just as the Pope in Rome is bringing the Catholic Church into the Communication Age with gender issues in contemporary society at a speed appropriate for his flocks to keep pace, many changes in your own society will take time to continue modernizing... just as improvements in your technology do. Thank you, sincerely and from my still beating heart, for everything. I do not know where I would be without your support. This was not meant to criticize you; this was meant to show how much I understand you and to ask you for help. Thank you, again.
Fake Emails I Have Received
Who are they trying to fool?
Does this sound like an honest response to my blog?
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Ms P. Gaffney to me
Jun 17
Dear Varilekova -
My husband (Tom) has been telling me about you and I have been looking at your fascinating blog, but of course also sorry to learn of your unfortunate experiences. I know how you feel, believe me. I quite like your eccentricity and am very intrigued by your situation. We are very much alike.
Like you I am American born but have been living here in the Northwest (Liverpool mostly) for over 35 years.
I see you are presently "resident" at Windsor House, I wonder if I could come and visit you (briefly, don't worry - I won't impose) as I will be in that neighbourhood this coming Monday, 21 June, at the Women's Hospital at midday. I could visit sometime in the afternoon if that would be possible and OK with you. If not, I understand so don't feel bad about saying no.
Are you from San Francisco? I was there many years back and loved the city. I lived there for over a year as I was working as a nanny for a family in the Sunset district. It was the "hippie" era and really wonderful...of course I was young then...I recall North Beach. A very cool area of the city, very together. Of course I don't know what it it is like now, but I am sure it's still very lovely (even though there is not beach there!). The BART was in the process of being built at the time, I recall...so obviously it was a good few years back.
If you want to ring me I am at (0151) ###-#### anytime.
All the best in any case,
Patricia Gaffney x
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Does this sound like an honest reaction to my life?
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Jo Seki to me
show details Aug 1 (6 days ago)
hi tanya.
i looked you up the other day. i knew you years ago.
your blog surprised me. you seem so different now. but still tanya. :)
i just wanted to say i'm rooting for you. maybe its a quack ward
but at least someone's looking out for you, yeah?
i really hope you get the help you need and you make it home safely.
you're a good person and you deserve to be happy.
-- a friend
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This is posted with very little proofreading.
Sunday, August 1, 2010
I only have half an hour today here at the computer at the Toxteth library,...
...so I am in a bit of a rush.
The package from my mom has not yet arrived. The last day possible for its guaranteed delivery is tomorrow. Let's all make sure that it arrives, shall we? Paperwork is not a biohazard. There is no reason to stop mail from my mama (Mrs. Dinadar Albon Varilek) to me (Tanya Hedelisa Albon Depp de Varilek) for even a metal detector scan... assuming that only normal procedure apply to me... Wait, how many people are pretending they have no clue who I really am in this world? Huh, normal procedures must apply to me. Good! I will receive that package tomorrow like I am supposed to.
I am still locked into the active torture facility in all "Tower of London" style as a political hostage while the British public and government are too pansy to admit to the truth of the situation, particularly to my face. I will need to leave my inmates in the care of my rescuers to ensure that they finally reach ANY medical care. We are people, and all people are equal; however, we inmates are all subhuman in the eyes of the nurses. I am beyond irrate at this situation.
There is a new sedative in the hot drink machine in the canteen.
Please pardon my lack of adequate proofreading.
The package from my mom has not yet arrived. The last day possible for its guaranteed delivery is tomorrow. Let's all make sure that it arrives, shall we? Paperwork is not a biohazard. There is no reason to stop mail from my mama (Mrs. Dinadar Albon Varilek) to me (Tanya Hedelisa Albon Depp de Varilek) for even a metal detector scan... assuming that only normal procedure apply to me... Wait, how many people are pretending they have no clue who I really am in this world? Huh, normal procedures must apply to me. Good! I will receive that package tomorrow like I am supposed to.
I am still locked into the active torture facility in all "Tower of London" style as a political hostage while the British public and government are too pansy to admit to the truth of the situation, particularly to my face. I will need to leave my inmates in the care of my rescuers to ensure that they finally reach ANY medical care. We are people, and all people are equal; however, we inmates are all subhuman in the eyes of the nurses. I am beyond irrate at this situation.
There is a new sedative in the hot drink machine in the canteen.
Please pardon my lack of adequate proofreading.
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