Was an Obama Assassination Thwarted in 2014?

And so I knew it was coming.  My 1st of 5 unwanted mental hospital visit.  Truth be told they were all unwanted.   30ish days on average and that is if you sign up for willing evaluation.  Triple that to a sweet 90 by making a judge send you for evaluation. I've met men who've been there for 1 week, 1 month, 6 months, 6 years.  I learned, got a taste of what it meant to be institutionalized.  Took me back to my Navy days a wee bit. Pajamas all day.  Fresh pair given out in a weekend's time after our 1 in 7 day shower.  A huge difference in the mental hospital and the US Navy is the Russian mental hospital has little to offer for entertainment.  I was lucky enough to find a 725 page follow up to a Swedish crime novel about a girl with dragon tattoos in English that took 4 days to read. Lights on at 6 a.m.  Inspection before breakfast at 9:30.  I wake up fast, make my bed and get ready for my first legal narcotic of the day.  10 cigarettes.  1 as the day begins, 1 after inspe

I had no idea how Nick was ordering drugs online in Denver as he had no access to my bank account. So to get control I put in a 30 day stop at the mail. Wasn't I surprised to see it back in 3 days with loads of boxes addressed to my son Nick. This helped me break another paradigm.  The US government was in on this. How big? Corrupt FBI and even more corrupt CIA.  These boys don't like to lose.

Rick Macy Nov 7, 2018  · 6 min read So it's my birthday. 54th as a matter of fact. I used to joke once I hit 50 that I was a demonstration of a half century of excellence. Made me giggle. Anyway today I think I'll write about some of my experiences in the US from October 2013 to December 2016 when I was gangstalked by the FBI. Why had they done this? At first the goal was to entrap me so as to force me into the role of presidential assassination patsy. Later after I figured that out and escaped Virginia Beach for New York, the goal was to entrap to cover up; that is to silence me for I had become perhaps 'the man who knew too much'. December 2013, Levant Maine. My car gets broken into and strange powdery substances are left inside. I carefully clean. At that time I thought New England criminals associated with Adam Stanhope. I was incorrect but it would take 2 to 3 years to get my paradigm right. In Levant, Maine that winter, I was house guest of Chuck Jensen with whom

In the spring of 2014 I was houseguest of NCIS Special Agent Douglas Boyce. Doug has a lovely home at 313 Sage Road in the upscale neighborhood of Sandbridge.  She of Virginia Beach.  In conversation one night Doug calmly told me how police will falsify evidence if it serves their goals.  Medical tests I mostly recall. In 2015 my son was experimenting with drugs. I admit to being liberal in this aspect of our lives.  I had smoked pot in high school.  Still made over $1,000,000, so there take that conventional thinking.  )) I made him go to school on a day after his experiments.  And wouldn't you know it I got Doug's affirmation that the police will lie and entrap an innocent. They said he popped positive for pot which I knew. Here comes the wind up and the pitch, he popped positive for PCP of which I knew he had none. Doug Boyce' prediction true.  Police lie as part of the whole corrupt 'criminal justice' system. PCP chosen to ruin my son's reputatio

I just watched 'State of Play'. It features notable actors, Ben Affleck, Helen Mirren, Rachel McAdams, Jeff Daniels, and Russell Crowe.    It touched upon me in manner unexpected.  Conspiracy.  Money.  Friendships.  Human Frailty.  Secrets discovered. In this way it caused me to reflect on my discovering a conspiracy about which I not only post here from time to time, got me banned from Facebook, but also on my strengths and weaknesses. As a teen I joined the US Navy.  This to gain skills, see the world, and get out of my father's house and reduce his expenses.  This didn't go as planned as within a year he grew ill and passed away. And unlike the plot of 'State of Play' in which the cops are 'good guys' as movies like this mind control us into believing this to be largely true, my story featured cops as 'bad guys'; perhaps more true to form as even our US corporate led mass media has shared with us due to the spate of misuse of power

Still banned by Facebook and my internet works just fine boys. Corruption 

NCIS Senior Agent Douglas Boyce In early 2014 I was invited to be house guest for a month by Doug Boyce (shown above) at his home at 313 Sage Road, Virginia Beach VA. During my visit Doug explained, unasked, that he had been an American spy when we knew each other in Russia in 1999 and 2000. This raised my suspicions as I had then no active security clearance nor the fabled 'need to know'. Doug and I served on the American Chamber of Commerce in Saint Petersburg Russia for a time together in 2000, 14 years earlier. Me as Chairman.  He as Board Member. While his house guest, his wife Lena, who I also knew in Russia, though then they were unmarried, would prepare dinner for the 5 of us, Doug, Lena, their two children Alexander and Maria and myself.   These meals were fine and having left Russia the previous October under a false death threat concocted by my then ex-wife Svetlana, some others; this under the guidance of powerful men whom I am unlikely to meet, it was c

Soon after moving to Skyline1801 in Denver I was informed by staff that each apartment had hidden camera surveillance though none in entryway or corridors.  Suspicious to say the least. A man I had met in Russia whose name escapes me from Boulder invited son and self to visit for a weekend.  This to provide ample time for our FBI to go through thoroughly our flat to steal my notes on what had happened and to plant a bag of meth of which I disposed.  The heat was slowly being cranked up like boiling a frog.   The FBI used a chapstick, covering it with an unknown knock out drug (which I felt immediately) so they might enter my flat 205 and remove me to flat 705.  Whose door was suspiciously unlocked thereby allowing my supposed sleepwalking entrance.  The tenants should have been frightened to say the least but were oddly calm.  They chose not to call the police.  I asked to see the videos as the staff claimed cameras in each apartment.  I was refused.  No proof of sleepwalki