My life in Serbian ghetto
if someone’s deliberating if you are useful idiot or sentient pest, you cannot expect anything good there. if you are not able to hit back hard, then you have to protect yourself anyway you can.
neighbors i never heard of from adjacent street keep bright flood long range lights pointed into my windows and i can overhear them commenting loudly in reference to art when i am photographing for my collection, which is spying and who knows what else they and other paparazzo style gang-stalkers do; as far as neighborhood is concerned, intensified burning eyes sensations happen when i am doing yard chores or entering home so i feel there is a major laser nest in the neighborhood. with beltway sniper attacks there were two against 300 million, whereas in serbia there are many against just one. let alone "neighbors" in the military built highrise overseeing the entire neighborhood. spying all over the city is quite an obvious affair - Hitchcockian voyeurism and obsession are on full display. these sobs will never leave me alone. I WONDER IF ANYONE REMEMBERS OPENING SENTENCE OF KAFKA'S "TRIAL": Someone must have been spreading slander about Josef K., for one morning he was arrested, though he had done nothing wrong.
i did not do anything wrong either but i have million of bloodthirsty serbs on my trail. and a few of them are doing a real physical harm to me...
march 2nd 2015: around 14:00 hrs: Vozdovac, Belgrade, Serbia: as i was driving home from the store i was attacked with laser again today. there were three very tall and strongly built montenegrin looking guys waiting - two of them by the black limousine like in the B-gangster-movies (here in serbia/montenegro/bosnia/albania you cannot make difference between good and bad guys because they all look alike, dress similarly and drive same vehicles which one could obtain only with drug money – while in america you can make an immediate distinction if a secret service is before you - they are so obvious as far as their dignity goes as well - they are slow-mo like lions and not aggressive and lowly like hyenas)… the one i did not see at first was the one doing the sniping, he was in the driver’s seat. and then I allowed myself just a moment of relaxation and comfort. if i had put my sun visor down before passing by and before realizing the third one was at the driver’s seat i would have been all right probably. and then approx. 100 yards down, i came across their back up team - just moving out of their wait - an old guy, most likely their boss, and a younger woman in the consistently team-wise same op-fashion vehicle, though this one was an SUV, it was obvious they were not an immediate threat but just surveying the outcome.
and the downside is: someone that does not like serbia can prolong / escalate this situation indefinitely because i will keep writing about any injustice for as long as i can see.