After The Bum Rush: Slave Rebellion Begins

Imagine having never been arrested, having no substance abuse issues, and having paid your bills and co-op maintenance, on time, for 12 years, of a Bum Rush, during which you were financially sub-primed and impovershed. Imagine not having any conversations, for over 8 years, lasting more than 30 minutes. (To be more precise, 3 conversations, with strangers, over 12 years) Imagine, no 911 response - No doctors treating you, despite you, having health insurance - No support from friends or family or colleagues. Imagine getting attitude from the suicide hotline. Imagine treating yourself for Pneumonia, Diabetes and Cancer, successfully, without doctors or pharmaceuticals, while your enemies are legally maneuvering to get you evicted. Imagine living in the same place your whole life, and being told to go home, more than once a day, by voices on your audio periphery. Imagine those voices continuously accusing you of crimes, infidelities and character flaws, which you do not possess or have not committed. Imagine the frequency of those harassing, voices of judgement, being more than one a minute, for over twelve years. Imagine being the most prolific blogger in the history of the internet, and not having a following because of McCarthyistic raids, filled with taint, antagonizing your network "friends", data mining them for ammunition to use against you. Imagine no one hiring you, nor offering you jobs that are not employers connected to your MAGA enemies. Imagine being harassed on the street by strangers, who use phrases specifically designed to agitate you, phrases repeated over and over, tortuously. Imagine no privacy, while living alone. Imagine an insane search, involving every keystroke and conversation, public or private, with no confidentiality respected, for legal matters to sue you with, as you are threatened vocally with legal action everyday. Imagine having enemies, so powerful they can use, voice to audio cortex communication apps, and breech your subjective barrier, to judge your every thought and behavior, so as to suicide or coerce you into submission. Imagine not knowing if your home has been stolen from you or not. I don't have to, that is my life. Yet despite all that, I managed to maintain a sense of humor and remain intact. Check out this book, it's unique.