Wednesday, February 17, 2021

medieval torture at banca intesa, serbia

 

cross my heart and hope to die

this is [another] true story

from belgrade

 

what happened today in banca intesa at 174, kumodraska street, in Belgrade, serbia, is the proof that Serbs hate each other’s guts and that many Serbs even though entirely unprovoked turn out to be real evil monsters when you are least expecting to come across one. the recent occurrence of these two incidents in a row just tells me that the regular serbs were ordered to hurt me. as I was waiting to be served by a teller in this Italian-born bank, on February 17th 2021 around three o’clock this afternoon, I noticed a new security guy came by to stand by while glancing inquisitively at me. I was not suspecting anything! and then, over ten minutes later and all of a sudden, I noticed that in his left hand like a sneaky bitch from the hip he kept pressing infrared door opening remote control that emitted pulsating red light straight into my eyes. he did it in fashion I could not immediately see what he was doing. for God's sake, i was in BANCA INTESA, the well known  bank, thinking that at least there i was safe, not! i was entirely unsuspecting. then when i realized what he was doing, on a second thought, he did look like an old communist little rat, the snitching and backstabbing kind that thrived in the communist Yugoslavia as the dirty little secret agent of UDBA. divided into several intervals his secretive subversive actions must have lasted more than ten minutes, as he was trying to blind me. as he realized that I had become aware of his maldoings he started pretending that he was not interested in hurting me anymore. my right eye and the area around it are hurting and burning now and this evening I also learned that eyes in laboratory rats were irreversibly damaged by IR radiation when exposed for several minutes. in these twenty years of living in Serbia I found out that a lot of Serbs are opinionated and misguided and that could be why the things are happening to me. many here do not think and take lies as granted, many are highly biased and prone to expressing a generic evil. for comparison, I feel the same as if Hitler would have felt if he was alive and released into Jerusalem to roam in Israel. the only difference is that I am not Hitler-like in any way, shape of form, even though the things in Serbia are happening to me as if I was the main Serbian enemy. there is way too much hatred and this banca Intesa story shows how far Serbs are willing to go to basically damage you while pretending to be okay with you. in these 20 years I was just minding my own business, science and art – I did nothing not even moderately bad to anyone so that someone can hate me as do the Serbs. their hatred is nothing but crazy. if they continue on this path, and at this time i do not see the other way round, i am pretty sure nothing good awaits Serbia. too much of bad blood runs through serbian veins, way too much intrigue and lying have been involved in daily lives around here. Serbs like this security guy are the villains of the modern world -  they only lack a cause. like satanic minions they do evil for evil's sake. a true nuisance rather. and they are quite numerous. the local government does nothing to normalize the situation and perhaps its intelligence is even inspiring these retarded scoundrels to go after me only to have a living scapegoat that will relocate the focus from the more important onto the less important things like me and my blog. they do not care about my art, i do not think they even consider me as human being. you know the kind that tortures animals in local parks, these are the serbs i am talking about. I cannot understand Serbia thus i cannot stand serbia as the evil has grown, spread and evaded the detection of the immune system of the mankind. I can just feel that many things here are far away from normal and that evil without a cause is truly generic. it has the power to change the course of human history and it is going strong.


 

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