This covers the chronological section of my notes on Tennessee from November 2018-March 2019. In general, names have been changed or removed. Information may have been removed or added. Length is around 10 pages.
November 2018
Nov 1st, The radio played yesterday's weather forecast and today's as tomorrow's.
The news site Drudge Report was blocked. When I got it to work, the headline was the Pittsburg shooting. [I believe the victims were Jewish. I wondered if it would have bothered Andrews for me to see that, as he is Jewish. -2/24/20]
Nov 4th, [Cops] come in during worship, at the bank, following me to the park, truck #…………. follows me from the park twice. I walk by [a famous politician's] speech, and [they stop]. [This would have happened over a period of time. I believe it started with the Human Trafficking Conference and ended on November 4th. While shopping, which should have been Saturday, I noticed a police officer at the bank, which was next door to where I was shopping. I drove to the park. This was likely on Sunday as well as that is when I liked to do my outings. A police car was hugging my bumper, only to be switched right after with the park ranger truck #…………., which had the park ranger who had seemed to intimidate me when I went to the bathroom sick. This may have happened on November 4th or October 28th: I was at …………. up in the balcony. As I was singing in worship "You give and take away, Lord blessed be your name," a police officer entered and stood inside the door for a while. I was in the pew closest to the door. November 4th was a Sunday. I wanted to walk along …………., which just so happened to go along a stadium where [an extremely famous high-ranking politician] was giving a speech in support of a candidate. After that the police presence stopped for a while. I suppose I had demonstrated they were not effective. -2/28/20]
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On Nov 11th, yesterday, Wednesday, I stay after class to work. …………. tries to log on, gets frustrated at it taking so long, and moves to a computer closer to me. I can see his screen while he works. I ignore him. He lets out a strange burp/belch noise and I smile. He leaves the room for a while, comes back, makes the same noise. I don’t react. I go to the library computer and recognize a calculus student from the math lab. He sits across [By the wall, a few computers down.] At one point I [cough?]. He makes an extreme sneeze instantaneously when I do. The next morning I wake up and shower. My [genitals] feels a searing pain when I touch it. I thought there is no way for anyone to get through my locks and get out and put them back. Then I see the nail I use as a bolt not in the lock, but the knife is in the door. [The other part of my lock.] I test it out and find that this nail is too small to lock the door, so anyone with a key would be able to get in, but wouldn’t be able to get out and completely reset it. I improve the lock.
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[The next Saturday, I go to the …………. club, Quinn’s face is lit up, grinning, looking at me. He says he thinks the men’s bathroom is haunted. After he used it he heard a loud noise. He puts on an anime, laughs at the picture of them eating? ………….? (The woman in charge of the …………. club) tells me they have pizza and tells me to eat a piece. Quinn says he thinks it’s sexist that the girls get to eat first.] [It appeared that …………. was demonstrating himself as a studious and capable 3D drafter. I had spent many hours focusing on drafting. His pretense of one computer not loading and sitting near to me may have been so I would realize his skill and want to talk to him. The fact that he was attempting that and made the strange sound was amusing to me. But generally I ignored the attempts of informants. It seemed like Andrews saw the informant as an extension of himself, and became enraged that I was laughing at something that could be embarrassing. This was the first time I know of that he sexually assaulted me. He made sure I would know it, and made it hurt. This was an act of revenge reserved for personal injury. I got every indication he was not allowed to. He continued to try to shame me days later, by apparently getting the leadership to order me to eat pizza, which [likely] would have had something to upset my stomach, and then by "haunting the bathroom." This continues to show the dangers of giving a narcissist that much power over someone. All I did was smile. This triggered a severe rage response that included an illegal act. Narcissists need to get as close to you as they can to feel connected, but carry deep shame, and react viciously and hysterically, even if they are misunderstanding the victim. This imposes serious pressure on the victim that at every second they must be very careful to not upset him. This legally speaking is a violation of the first amendment, to freedom of speech. The abuse that I have suffered is clearly not only political, but also personal. -2/28/20]
When I first looked at my room at …………., there were no holes above the shower. By the time I moved in, there were two hastily placed brackets that had been put up and then moved, leaving four holes above the shower. I kept those blocked off at the beginning. On the 25th of November, I started to tighten some screws closing off some centimeter wide or so holes in the wall. There were two in the bathroom with washers and one in the ceiling on the bedroom with a hook. I also put some decorative butterflies over other holes left in the bedroom walls and tape in the closet. When I next looked, there were many more holes in the closet and I covered those as well. I noticed another hole in the closet beside the metal rack, which was an off place for it to be. One wouldn't support anything there. I covered this. There were two pin hole sized holes in the chair rail of the bedroom I thought were odd that I hadn't seen before. I plugged them up and looked over the room and baseboards again. A day later or so, there were two more pin sized holes in the baseboard behind the door. I covered those and checked. Again, a day later or so there were several indentations on the baseboard between the bedroom and bathroom doors, one of which was a through hole. I covered that as well. I believe it is very unlikely I would have missed seeing those black holes on white baseboards those several times I looked them over. On December 2nd, the chair rail itself was bent up and warped at each side. When I am not in the room, the windows and bathroom doors are mechanically blocked from the inside, and the bedroom door requires a key to enter. To my knowledge, only Remi has the other key. Raelynn is wheelchair bound and is home all day almost every day. She stays in a bedroom blocked off by a curtain next to the stairs that lead to my room, or in the open main floor or back deck. She has two dogs who alert her to visitors as well. Caretakers regularly enter the house.
December 2018
On December 1st, My cat died. On my mom's facebook page, before she says that Snickers is in her last days, she posts a story about a trick the military uses to get to sleep. This is a story that I recognize from before. Given my reaction, that I knew the story had to have been specifically placed to frighten me, posting the story would have been a way to communicate that Snickers' death was done by him.
I listened to music by a band called Demon Hunter. The narcissists/psychopaths could well be compared with demons. One song had the lyrics, "I am a stone unaffected, Rain hell down on to me, Flesh and bone unaffected, Your fool I will not be". I listened to that at 6:51 pm. I believe it was the next day I was told my cat died. If she was killed by Andrews, it may have been a response to me listening to this song, or because I was blocking holes for surveillance cameras, which he would have used to emotionally feed himself.
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On Dec 7th, the air was stuffy so I opened the window around midnight. I woke up I think sometime after 6 am, with the same pain in my [genitals]. [I fleshed out the details of these events on 3/9/19, but had written something marking the day.]
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Dec 8th, I downloaded Tails via torrent, attempted to write to usb, and had an error. I reformatted the usb, and had some issue mounting it. I eventually succeeded. Then I was either unable to load the usb or to write to it. Synaptic couldn't find Unetbootin. The usb did not want to mount. Either it wouldn't show, or had "operation pending." After many clicks, I could load it and put images on it, but those disappeared. I attempted to download tor browser. Shell couldn't find it, and the icon wouldn't do anything. I went to the website to re-download it. The page that worked before had an error message. Both 32 and 64 bit had error messages. Changing VPN server had no effect. I attempted to look up distrowatch.com. It never loaded after multiple attempts. [Tails is software designed to protect privacy. Back then it was rare for them to show themselves so obviously, however they did so whenever they felt they had to to keep me under surveillance or prevent me from publishing. For example in [I believe Maryland -3/14/21], Tor wouldn't work when it used to. Later on, on March 15th, I would attempt to contact the Intercept using a spare phone at college. The website would not load, then my SD card was destroyed. My phone disappeared for a very long time from a bag I thoroughly searched, only to reemerge with the pin not working, and the buttons to factory reset the device unresponsive. Also another SD card was destroyed a few days later. I never received a response from the ACLU or the Rutherford Institute, so my communications were likely blocked to them as well. It isn't really a question whether I am at least being stalked attentively by capable hackers, who happen to not want me to tell people what happened at Porcfest. As I recall, Andrews acted like he wasn't good with technology. -2/28/20]
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Dec 15th, window left open 7-9 am while I slept. [When I was waking up my hips were moving, which is not something that normally happens. There was a song I liked, "Nothing Feels Better than This." It was playing on the car radio the next time I got in. The first two sexual assaults were out of anger. This seemed to be affectionate. -2/28/20]
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Dec 18th, I changed my set up over my bed to more of a canopy. Only half of the "roof" was on. The next morning, all three of the covered holes over the window were uncovered, my butterfly decorations had fallen. This was on the open side. Otherwise I have not had a problem with the butterflies coming off. [In other words, the holes where cameras could poke through and then retreat had knocked them down, as Andrews wanted to watch me sleep. -2/28/20]
Dec 19th, I attempted to log into my bank. My login page wouldn't load, but other pages on the bank's website and other websites would. I called tech support and they couldn't figure out what was wrong. I eliminated cookies and restarted my browser and wifi and nothing worked. Then it just started working on its own.
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Dec 25th, Nail and casing used to extend it are found out of the door, the knife in. I noticed yesterday or the day before, the bathroom lock hole was wider. I used to have to turn the screw through the hole, now it just slips through. I have a skin condition that leaves patches on my chest. The treatment is topical lotion or a strict diet. I saw several ads for lotion. Remi yelled outside my door, “Mom, I think you need new lotion!” My mother messaged me that Daniel had been offered a high paying job, and if he was really good for a week, they would keep him. I go to the library shortly after listening to a guy on the radio talk about the military. In the library, a girl talks about needing a wheat/sugar free diet. Back in my car, the same program has a guest speaker talking about a wheat free diet. Then it goes back to talking about the military. This lasted for a few days. Over the next few months some of my favorite junk food was missing from the shelves, nothing else put in that spot. Beef Ramen at Aldis. Buttered popcorn at the Dollar Tree. One day I bought pop tarts and a day or two later there were zero pop tarts. They had been well stocked before. [Basically my lock had been compromised again. This was on Christmas morning. I remember hearing the dogs barking around 11:30 the night before and Raelynn hushing them. It appears that Andrews decided to "open his present'' on Christmas and strip me partially naked in my sleep. He also apparently wanted to get me to look better naked, and tried to get me to use the cream or to go on a diet which would have cleared it up. The fact that I was told right after that my brother had been offered a job appeared to be a reward for my "services." But he would be evaluated for the week, suggesting that was being hung over my head to compel me to whore myself out to my stalker/"investigator."
January 2019
Jan 2nd, I plugged around 6 new holes yesterday in the closet. I plugged two more holes in the closet corner, adjacent to the metal brackets.
Jan 14th, “Window was open last night.” On this occasion I don’t remember opening it. There was a morning, and this may have been it, when I woke up a little and heard the sound of a nut turning around 4 am. I had beefed up my lock to have a nut and bolt. I fell back asleep, and dreamed and felt a large weight slowly pressing down on the mattress next to me. I heard something like metal on metal, a turning screwdriver by the window, then Remi rushing downstairs to let the dogs out who barked voraciously. That was around 7:30 am.
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During the spring semester I took one class taught by Greyson. Much of this class was trying to get personal information out of me. The first class was a list of personal questions to get to know us. The assignments would be things like, what is your budget? One week a fellow student had asked me how many classes I was taking. I asked why did he ask, and he got very apologetic for the intrusion. The next class's assignment was to write how many classes we were taking, compared to a full course load. Later on I went to a career fair, and a math teacher, …………., with a predatory smile, asked me how many classes I was taking, and if I worked, and then acted "so shocked" that I only took one. I imagine that was fuel for rumors that could be spread about me around campus.
There was a class devoted to public speaking for some reason, which was a written assignment about a hobby. He was very insistent we participate. The teacher presented his job as an engineer at …………., but when he got to the sheet metal section, he didn't want to "bore us" and skipped over it. I have work history in sheet metal, and may have been able to see if he was faking it. My presentation was about workplace culture, and how firing practices shaped it. The teacher told me he has only had to fire two people. One he almost lost his job because he didn't want to fire him. He drove to work every day with him. That sounds awfully like a patrol officer.
He told us about a trip to …………. for his company. There was a roast for the engineers, and they gave an award to the engineers who did the dumbest thing that year. One guy cashed in his 401 k and invested in pot in Colorado, and told people. One guy dragged a [construction] cone from …………. to ………….'s. One guy who redid his driveway was given a sign to hang around his neck, the "Saint of Inconvenience." It said "detour" on the other side and people would have to walk around. Him redoing his driveway doesn't sound like something other engineers would be inconvenienced by at work, but the traffic control aspect sounds like a police officer.
This class was another example of laziness, poor quality, and cheating. The professor said things were going to be easy in the first part with Word and Excel, but when we studied "programming" later in it would get difficult. The information was on a second grade level. He seemed to want to kill a lot of time. He often left class early, but was willing to stay if we had questions. He also talked about his heavy workload, as if to discourage us from keeping him. The lectures were sometimes effectively, "It's pretty self explanatory" and he didn't bother to explain a lot. I had done 45 minute or so online tutorials for Word and Excel through a staffing agency, and the quality was better by orders of magnitude. The textbook referenced some practice Excel sheets, but we didn't have them. He said he would look into it, but later said he wasn't going to provide them, and we could look into it, and said with a drone something like "for the joy of learning."
There was a review before each test, during which he gave us most of the answers to the test. We were allowed to take notes. He also told us we could bring a page of notes to the test, but shut the door as if he didn't want to be heard. Some of the questions were things like, "Which side of the cell does the cursor appear on when you click it?" I had already read the textbook, taken notes, and watched some YouTube tutorial videos. I created a quasi AutoCAD in Excel, by recording myself drawing shapes and watching the changes in the code, then modifying the script and connecting them to a form. I showed this to whoever was there at the end of one class, which was a female classmate. She became emotional, and said it was things like this that made her feel so stupid, and she was barely getting by. I suppose I was to feel that any attempt of mine to excel would very much not be welcomed.
After my car broke down near the end of the semester, I started out taking a taxi, but upon finding the price had changed from the one I was quoted, I got out and walked. This was a very long walk. One day I walked 22 miles total. After walking for hours to get to class, the professor had not arrived. I waited in the hall with the other students. He was late, which was probably the first time he was.
Jan 17th, After I posted ethics part one, I received a text about my [Maryland] work email asking if I wanted to log in and check something out. Paige, my former coworker at …………., set this up for me. I didn't know why Microsoft would associate my number with it. [I took a screenshot of this. My paper said some negative things that could be construed by those in the know to be about Andrews. He seemed to not want me to publish it. This text seemed to be either a phishing attempt, or an attempt to get me to commit hacking, by logging in to a company account I was no longer working for. This appears to be using questionable hostile legal tactics as retaliation against personal speech. I later attempted to get my paper reviewed by some writers at the writing club. The first week there was no opportunity, but I asked about it afterwards. The second week the chairs were put in a circle. The teacher said to "circle the wagons." I submitted my paper for consideration in the college publication, but I was eventually declined, and no one offered any reviews or critiques along the way. -2/28/20]
[One of the things that seemed to me to be threatened, especially over a period of time, was having my niece taken away. I remember listening to a …………. episode, and the guest was a lawyer, and he was emphatically saying that lawyers were corrupt, and that the system was corrupt, and children could be removed from their homes and abused. There were several other mentions, I believe in my college class some students brought the topic up again. [My mother gave] sort of a credible threat that this could be made to happen. -3/6/20]
Jan 19th, Google Maps doesn’t work. This would have been my trip home from Atlanta Georgia after getting my AutoCAD Professional Certificate.
Jan 29th, As I am logging off of my laptop, there is a dialogue box that lists programs that are taking a moment to shut down. This said "csd printer not responding." I don't own a printer.
This is a screenshot from my laptop with one of my flash drives loaded. I sometimes find I am not able to delete files off of it. There are several binary files on it I did not put there. What is interesting about this one is its modification date.
February 2019
Feb 21st, I attempt to register for the online forum Theologyonline.com. I had registered yesterday for a different forum and had some difficulties on my laptop, but was able to do it on my cell phone. This time neither my laptop nor my cell phone worked. While I was registering, Firefox notified me the connection was insecure, and that if I wanted to see if there was a secure version of that page, I was to type https:// in the url bar. I did so and got to a secure page, but it still gave me the warning for the entry fields. When I requested an email verification, that email as of yet did not come. [After much effort I did eventually log on, and posted my Ethics Part 1 page for review. The comments largely talked about other issues tangentially related to my paper. -2/28/20]
March 2019
March 9th, I took the paper with dates and a few notes and fleshed out the details of the sexual assaults. I was on my bed in a tent, so I should not have been visible.
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March 10th, I woke up at 5 am, my chest burning like I had been traumatized. I thought maybe it was dredging up those memories of possible sexual assault when I wrote about them the day before. I had some desire to take a shower. When I did, I felt the same pain in my [genitals]. But when I checked my locks, they were all still there. I had written that account in a covered tent in my room. On the radio I heard two mentions over a short period of the need to go to the doctor to get a checkup, and not wait till it hurts (that show was on when I turned on the radio) and to get medishare if you don’t have insurance. [I did not have health insurance, and Medishare was the service that I was considering getting.] The next several nights I could barely sleep. I took other showers and ate sugar to repeat the conditions, but the pain completely went away. [This suggests that there was a way I was surveilled in my tent clearly enough to see my writing. It also means that they tried to convince me that my genital pain was due to a physical condition, and that they could count on a doctor I selected to cover for them. It means they feared me telling anyone about the sexual assaults, and treated this very differently than the other ways I was harassed. This meant that he had acted without authorization. Given that I was clearly under surveillance, it severely narrows down the possible people who could be responsible. Given the experience with Andrews, the particular concern with me publishing my account with him personally, and my mother’s knee-jerk defense of him personally later on, it suggests that at least one of the members of the “investigative” team was Andrews. Given the assaults happened in the early and late morning and the cover up continued during the day, it suggests that Andrews was most likely at least aware of the assaults and the cover up. Also it appears he had found a way to break into my room and leave my door locks in place. I do not know if I was doing this at the time, but later on I added putting a padlock on the zippers to my nighttime routine and checking the zippers to make sure they zipped correctly. I do not believe I have had assaults under those conditions. Getting in and leaving no trace of the break in to maintain plausible deniability would be challenging, even with something as simple as a tent. -10/21/20]
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March 11th, I received an email stating I would no longer be receiving paper statements. I had not created an online bank account to make it less convenient to hack, and was reviewing monthly paper statements to make sure all debit card payments were authorized. This email would require me to take additional steps to keep it as it was.
“What to expect: Starting in mid-March, you will no longer have certain paper notices sent to you via U.S. Mail. ... If you prefer to receive all of your notices via U.S. Mail, you may select paper delivery by any of the following methods:
• Online Banking - Sign on using your user ID and password, ...
• Mobile App - Sign on using your user ID and password, click the Main Menu icon. Then select… »
In other words I would have to log in on line allowing any hackers access to my username and password, or else not receive paper statements and not be able to notify the bank if there were unauthorized purchases before it was too late for them to address it. This prompted me to go to Suntrust and bring a little evidence that I may have been subject to hacking. I asked them to keep sending me paper statements. The employee didn't say that he was aware of such a policy. After looking at my file, he made some comment about talking to himself. I was followed to the bank, and that man went in the room with the employee right after I left. To backtrack, I had set up an account over the phone (which I thought was more secure, as I wasn’t using my devices) at another branch with the help of a very reluctant and complaining assistant. After that, I went to the bank, and when the employee looked at the screen with my account, her eyes got big, and she asked me with concern if I had any problems with my account. It seemed to me that the first employee had written something in my customer file which described me as a problem, apparently something like paranoid. The comment this other employee made about talking to himself is consistent with that.
I went home and went to put my screen clamp in my window, which was a board visible from the backyard. A caretaker came out, and while laughing, bent over to do something, and held her cell phone right up behind her back, so that apparently I could be recorded putting a board in my window. This was a threat that if I told anyone what was happening to me, they were going to say I was crazy. This is standard gaslighting.
March 15th, This was a Friday. I had gone to campus, which was mostly empty. I went to a room by myself, and pulled out a spare cell phone I had. I factory reset it. I attempted, using the college’s wifi, to connect to the Intercept’s website. The Intercept is a news website that has done some politically controversial stories. The site would not load. I tried to load CNN to test. It was taking a long time. I looked at my MicroSD card that I had installed, and it was corrupted, and destroyed. That evening I read a story on Ramsey Orta by the Verge. This is the man who filmed the infamous death of Eric Garner, who was choked to death by police during a stop for selling untaxed cigarettes. Eric Garner famously said “I can’t breathe” as he was suffocating to death, and the slogan became a popular cry against police brutality. Ramsey Orta had been arrested on other charges, and the story was about the constant abuse that he suffered in prison. When I finished the story the first time I read it, it seemed to end on a dark note. Later when I looked at the story, it continued on to a success story on filming police and holding them accountable. I suspect that the story was cut short so as to threaten me. On Monday I went back to the college, and checked another MicroSD card, which was also destroyed. When I got back in my car, there was a story about a woman who was in charge of data for MySpace. The story said she lost the data, and could have put a USB stick in a safety deposit box or something. “You had one job.” The announcer said. Then, as I recall, the song “Nothing Feels Better than This.” Given that I had liked this song, and it was played after I was apparently sexually assaulted on the 15th of December, it was obvious that the meaning was he believed he had destroyed my copies of the evidence, and now I had been defeated and he could have me sexually as he liked. It appears the basis for destroying the evidence was that the information could have been published. [It may be Andrew’s intention was to destroy the evidence I had on him from Porcfest, but it appears more so later on that the authority he used was through a psychological conditioning program. In this program, anything you show concern for or fear towards can be used as a way to control you until you display no concern or fear. Meaning, if a person acts indifferently, or boldly, Andrews would not be allowed to prevent me from publishing under this pretext. Many times other pretexts will be brought up when this is defeated. Mentions of terrorism and murder or Russian spies will be brought up, as though he has shifted to a pretext of stopping a terrorist or foreign spy. This process happens repeatedly over the years. -10/21/20]
This also shows that Andrews was using the power of his office to try to force me to have sex with him. I did not react to the song. I changed the channel to a Christian one, “Your Love Defends Me” and brightened up. This seemed to be taken as a sign that he had not routed out all of the copies. The next song that played was about forgiving each other.
I spent some time during the spring compiling some of my evidence into one document. When I had finished, I was walking in the …………. park, and a man looks at me and gives me a thumbs up, and says “Bravo.” The only way I could make sense of that was to see it as Andrews saying my evidence was sufficient. I went to a library and printed it off. The printer was buffering at one point for a long time until I turned to face the surveillance camera. There seemed to be some indications that I was welcome to join the FBI, through advertisements and the like.
I attended the church of the …………. one Sunday around this time. The Pastor said someone was there to speak for a few minutes, and brings up a woman to speak. She talks about Christians in other countries fleeing from their equivalent of the FBI, how they would pray and God would save them. She says she would be scared, but these people when they are stopped in one place just find another place. It seemed to me that she was acting like she was on my side, perhaps to encourage me to approach her and open up to her about my situation.
March 21, 2019, I heard talk of “forkfest?” at a Roger’s Campground on the radio, looked up the station and found Free Talk Live at the 8:00 slot, which is a radio program based out of Keene, NH, playing here in [Tennessee]. The url indicates an insecure connection though. Roger’s Campground is where Porcfest was held.
March 24th
[During this time, there was a video that appeared on my page from …………. that had a guy calling for violence. Then there was freetalklive playing on the radio in my car, also with calls to violence. A neighbor had come outside on his porch while I was in my car listening. I responded to the video …………. posted saying you shouldn’t advocate violence. Right after that it disappeared from my page, along with any other calls to violence. I also posted a verse to make it clear I could not be made to appear to advocate such things.]
One day I decided to go talk to tech support at the college. I was having trouble logging on because the computer said it would run anti-virus software. I didn’t want to mess with the computer’s software, so I went to speak to tech support. At first, the girl’s reaction was to be shocked and confused, as if I were saying something crazy. They called the woman in charge of tech support. [While we were waiting for the woman in charge to answer,] I pulled out my digital camera, as I had taken a picture of the screen, in order to read the name to her. Immediately, the other librarian pulls out a report that they had already heard of this problem, and here was the fix tech support wanted us to do. In other words, if I were to speak out about the ridiculous things that were being done on the computers I was using, people were to think perhaps I was delusional. If I had evidence for it, they had a cover story ready.