The Snitch Language
The snitch language.
What I really found interesting about the one handed sign language was it's ability to unite people. I know I recently said some not nice things about the sign language, but I am human. I
have my moments.
When I was first observing it however, and I could just play the role of the observer, I did not feel that way about it.
First of all I was fascinated, second I was relieved. I knew they were out on the street communicating, at first I had thought they were using the cellphones, and communicating that way, but not all had cellphones and they were still communicating.
When I finally realised that they were using a language similar to what was used in East Germany it was a relief.
Here is a sample of the East Germany Stasi language that was used.
SIGNALS FOR OBSERVATION
1. Watch out! Subject is coming - touch nose with hand or handkerchief
2. Subject is moving on, going further, or overtaking - stroke hair with hand, or raise hat briefly
3. Subject standing still - lay one hand against back, or on stomach
4. Observing Agent wishes to terminate observation because cover threatened - bend and retie shoelaces
5. Subject returning - both hands against back, or on stomach
6. Observing Agent wishes to speak with Team Leader or other Observing Agents - take out briefcase or equivalent and examine contents.
After realising what was happening, it was a matter of confirming the theory with some field testing.
When I could just observe it however and not be the target, it was interesting. There was something very amazing about it. Here we have all this racism, sexism, ageism, religious separation, lack of unity for all these various reasons, and here was something that knew no boundaries.
I watched Black, White, Asian, Indian, Middle Eastern, Eastern European, African, all use this language across boundaries. I watched men, woman, young and old, and there were no boundaries. I mean why do we have this separation in society, if these people can work together?
In learning some aspects of how they were communicating, I was fascinated. People that would never talk to each other on the street were passing information to each other. Goth, the Elderly, the Religious, groups you would never believe would work together, but there they were on the trains, in public, on the platform coordinating, sharing.
It destroyed the myths of this world. The hatred we buy into, why is it even necessary? If we each taught our children sign language or a simplified version of the one handed language from when they are little, there would not be language barriers, because it's silent you could not use raised voices the same way, hateful words would be more difficult. There might even be more respect, because there would not be this separation.
The other thing that was interesting was that when people realised that I knew some of it, there was the expectation of participation. When someone passed something along, it was almost rude the times I did not respond, because I was in observer mode, and my job was to observe a new a language. To field test at other times, and to just observe.
The other amazing thing was the cultural nuances that were picked up. Depending on which area of the world that people came from some signs were passed in different ways, just slightly, or different mannerisms were used. Some had styles that were amazing. Some I just wanted to stand up and applaud, they were so good at it. In observer mode, I could admire it for it's true potential, but in target mode, I can only hate it for it's ability to be used as something to help track me as an animal, which I am not.
I think this would be amazing for the linguist, or the sociologist to study.
Back when I was researching this, I use to want to walk up and give people little medals for doing a good job, and others I had to stop myself from pulling aside and re-educating them. Which is funny. The target having to pull aside the pursuers. I have had to help a few from themselves however. The girl at the grocery store who was so busy watching me, that her child almost impaled themselves. The girl who was so busy trying to pass a signal she almost fell off her bike, no she was fine, but I have had a few moments.
See it's hard to hate someone when you understand them more. Watching and observing them, gave me a better understanding of them. It made me more sympathetic, because I know not everyone chooses this path. I know not everyone likes this. I learnt a lot, and for that I am grateful. It's so easy when you are a target to see things in black and white. They are electronically harassing me and Gang Stalking me, well they must all be evil. I have blogged before that is just not the case. In my finer moments I remember that. In my less than finer moments, I verbally lash out and tend to generalise a lot of things, and a lot of people. That's the part where I am human, and I can't be sorry for being human.
A lot of this is still very traumatic for me. Realising that there are forces in the world that would seek to hurt me, destroy me. Forces in the world that actually hurt and kill people. Conspiracies that are real. A society that is kept in silence, and in my opinion enslaved by this system. Those things are a shock to the system, and you do not adjust over night, I don't know that you ever fully adjust.
I go from moments of upset, where it's just me and my emotions my feelings, I forget that others are also suffering and being forced. It's much easier to believe that they are willing and enjoying what they are doing to me, to other targets. Some do enjoy it, they think it's power over another person, those I would like to get alone and talk to. I believe they would be nothing but cowards face to face. Others just don't know what to do and just go along with it. Others are not really clear about what is happening. Some think it's another McCarthyism, or maybe it's just something in their workplace, others believe it's helping the country.
There are a lot more people being electronically harassed than I would like to believe. When I think about how pervasive this is in society, I can only conclude that this is being used in some ways as a form of slavery, to control people, to teach them how to act. Behaviour modification? Wither you use a whip or electronic harassment it's the same fu**ing thing.
What I do know is that there are good people in the world, yes it's hard to say, some of them are part of this civilian spy force, that creeps me out most days. Not the people but the system, but the people are part of the system, and so at times it's hard to separate the two, and still understand it all. I am so use to things being black and white. Good vs Evil, these grey areas are hard to understand.
Plus it's like a person in a concentration camp saying not all Germans are bad, which would probably have been a correct statement in Hitlers Germany, but when you are being targeted by a system, you want to have a source where your anger can be directed. You want to have it as Informants are bad and evil, not they are people, some in a bad situation just like the rest of us, many being forced and targeted the same way. Yet many others just going along for the ride and the power trip of it all.
When I do lash out, the last two groups are where the majority of my anger is directed. Those who like this, the sociopaths who are power tripping on this and using this to get off, to hurt people.
Then there are people themselves, people who are as changing as the weather, no that would make the weather look bad to say this. People are so changing, they can be all friendly today, and then tomorrow depending on what the latest gossip is, it's another story. Do you know what I call those, those are viewers and spectators, tuning in for the latest dirt, the latest gossip, so they can be told if they should like you today or not, who cares, and more importantly who wants to associate with people who have such limited capacity to think for themselves?
"The world is a dangerous place, not because of those who do evil, but because of those who look on and do nothing." by Albert Einstein.
I think people like that are at times more dangerous than the ones directly hurting us, and just like dealing with workplace mobbing, I am making decided efforts to avoid such people in the long run, because it is not beneficial.
Back to the language that is used. The ways it's used now to enslave I can not enjoy, people are unified but not for the sake of something good, like helping the homeless, or feeding the hungry, they are united to destroy the innocent and oddly enough it seems to be one of the few things that humans are good at uniting to do. Just look at Hitlers Germany.
The language they use however has also given me hope? If children learnt sign language, a very simple one from an early age, which it has been shown they can learn, think about the possibilities for a much more unified world? The hate they try to teach us to keep us apart, these two sided hegelian dialect arguments, some of them might be done away with.
As the observer, I could appreciate and be fascinated by the language they use, and even see the potential for good. I saw unity within lines that I know would never be crossed any other way. There is nothing more funny than watching someone pretending to be homeless, passing the language to people that are dressed in suits, it breaks through the rich/poor lines, every line you could think of this language broke through. It's really fascinating to watch, cultural lines check, gender, age, disabilities, check. If it was not a part of what was being used to pursue the targeted part of me, I could appreciate it, however since it is being used in that capacity, the part of me that likes my survival, hates it, and can not appreciate it for what it is. It's a conflict, but it's not hypocrisy.
It's humanity, my humanity, a part of which really liked the black and white lines, the part that hates grey, the part that likes Good vs Evil and nothing in between. Right from Wrong is much easier this way, but this system blurs those lines, and it's hard to be on any side, but it's even harder to try to understand those who unfortunately are on a side that is trying to destroy you.
I think some targets get this, but I am not sure if others do.
I have changed so much. I am anti gun personally, but now I see that guns are a necessity, and people should have the right to own them.
I am deeply against all forms of drugs, but now that I have seen what the informant system is and what it does, I have no choice but to side against it, and to seek the betterment of some informants being used by the system, and to hope that some drugs get decriminalized, because I feel a greater crime is ongoing.
I believe in a multicultural society, but now I see that opposing voices are needed. I see that in a free society you must allow voices of dissent. I don't have to agree with you, or like what you are saying, but in a free society your voices are needed, and thus some of these extreme websites I might have railed against a decade ago, I do see the need for.
I am still anti smoking, but that's one of the few things that remains.
The research over the last few years has opened my eyes more to the world that I am living in. I never thought of myself as sheltered, I would read up on issues, and care about causes most avoided, but the true nature of the world I had no idea. It's like what Gary Webb said about thinking that he was winning awards, because he was going out and getting the stories, how he thought he was doing everything right, but it was really that he had never done anything controversial.
[quote]Indeed, some of the writers in Buzzsaw say that, before their own experiences, they were among the scoffers. Webb writes, "If we had met five years ago, you wouldn't have found a more staunch defender of the newspaper industry than me ... I was winning awards, getting raises, lecturing college classes, appearing on TV shows, and judging journalism contests. So how could I possibly agree with people like Noam Chomsky and Ben Bagdikian, who were claiming the system didn't work, that it was steered by powerful special interests and corporations, and existed to protect the power elite?"
But, like most of the contributors to "Into the Buzzsaw," he did his job too well and the powers that be hurled him onto the other side of the looking glass. "And then I wrote some stories that made me realize how sadly misplaced my bliss had been," he writes. "The reason I'd enjoyed such smooth sailing for so long hadn't been, as I'd assumed, because I was careful and diligent and good at my job ... The truth was that, in all those years, I hadn't written anything important enough to suppress."[/quote]
Many of us are like this, we don't think of ourselves as controversial, but if you are the type to stand up for your rights, the rights of others, assert your voice, or you just stand out for the right reasons or even for the wrong one's you could be a target.
You don't think of the world this way, neither did I and that is why this place of understanding is such a journey. It does not happen overnight, I am not sure it ever happens, some days are easier than others, but there is still a part that is so sad that the world is like this, you just have to be patient with that side, love and nurture that side, and take it day by day. I really do believe that praying helps. It's one of our best defenses and weapons.
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