Fraudster on the Dole...

Fraudster on the Dole 

I am acutely aware of my worst obsessive (Harold Branson) slandering me far-and-wide as a fraudster on the Dole. In 1995 before being k!£$@&&”d into England I underwent some Official Examinations that were officially recorded… it was determined that I would not be on the Dole because I would not be regarded as unemployed... and I would be living off my own money previously earned doing engineering in Saudi Arabia… For the past circa thirteen years I have been working on crimes committed by Harold Branson and some associates of his and I have indeed been living off my own money even if it seems to be otherwise… I am in fact incapable of committing crime therefore I how can I be a fraudster? Way back in the 1970s it was said that Harold Branson "…will always be an idiot on the Dole…" and way back then he was a fraudster fraudulently claiming to have founded Virgin etcetera (the same as he does to this very day)… Harold Branson, as I say, is my worst obsessive and one of the things he does most is project inferiorities about himself onto me… it is in fact Harold Branson that is a fraudster on the Dole and he is simply projecting this fact about him outward onto me but far-and-wide and unfortunately he is making it seem to be about me… (Or, he is talking about his son Andrew Branson alias 'Lester-Gray' but that is another story for another time).

Last week I watched the movie 'Plastic' and overall it was good BUT the Special Effects toward the end when there was a shoot-out in a hotel were appalling… it was very obvious that small pouches of red fluid were being used to simulate blood spurts upon bullets entering flesh and this really did spoil that section of the movie… and then a headache occurred...

I have chose to embed the item of Music 'Age Of Love' by Age Of Love (original from 1990, this remix from 1992) because it is very fitting to this Blogpost...

A few days ago a restaurant local to me burned out as a result of a severe fire in it… fortunately no one got hurt or died… A few years ago I used to ride my bike past where the restaurant was and I could often smell food cooking – it was a very strong and, in a way, offensive smell... it was an 'in your face smell'... – and my mind always complained… the fire is suspected to have started in a vent. 

On Friday 16th May 2014 - next week - it will be 22 years to the day that I have had Harold Branson injuncted via an English High Court Injunction.

This is how it looked in the early daylight hours of the morning it occurred in. (I was in a helicopter when I took this photo).

End of Blogpost #37