More from the ush.net message-board.

The blog is an
atempt to get control, after I’ve overhear that I’m being followed by
‘the mafia’, in Norway in 2003.

So that’s why I’m writing
about stuff that I normally wouldn’t have written about, on the blog
etc.

Sincererly,

I
have a tracking-cookie on my blog that let’s me see when people link
to it, and how many who are reading it etc.

It isn’t the 90’s
anymore you know

Sincerely,

It’s because
that when he bumped the thread then people started reading it
again.

And then I could see on StatCounter that people were
directed to my blog from this message-board.

I’m alright, I
was in New Brighton the other day, and got a bit of fresh air by the
seaside.

The winters in England are like spring in Norway
almost, they hadn’t even had frostnights there it seemed, they had
palm-trees etc., or something.

I’m here in England, because the Norwegian police refuse
to explain to me what this ‘mafia’ in Norway is about.

I’m
just a food-shop guy, from Norway, and I heard I was being followed
by the ‘mafia’.

So I went to England, because I was quite in
England, on summer-school etc., in the 80’s.

And I’ve
contacted the Police and a lot of other parts of the Government in
Norway.

But noone explains me anything at all.

And
someone tried to kill me in Larvik, in Norway, at my uncles womans
farm, in 2005, then I went to Liverpool.

But noone tells me
anything about whats going on.

And Ive been spied on in
Liverpool, where I lived in a shared house in Walton, and I was
messed with at work, at Arvato
in the Cunard Building, at the Pier
Head.

So there is stuff that has been going on in both Norway
and Britain, but noone tells me anything.

And the Government
in eighter country wont give me my rights.

And I think there
was some Illuminati-stuff going on at Arvato.

Nordic girls
were crying there, and disappeared from work etc.

But noone
explains anything about the ‘mafia’-stuff in Norway or about whats
going on here.

So I’ve been a bit tense, so it hasn’t been
that fun really, I can’t understand why I can’t get my rights,
so
that I know how to go on with my life.

Normally I’m a
private person when I lived in Oslo etc.

But, this with that I
can’t get my rights from the Governments, it makes me think that
something isn’t right, so that I try to alert other people about
that
something is wrong.

And it isn’t that fun being messed with by
every part of the Government in many countries, and by Amnesty etc.,
and a lot of people seems to be
in the know, so that other people
know what my situation is, but I don’t.

So it’s a bit like
living in a hell really, so it isn’t any fun.

So I’m trying to
write about this situation on my blog, so that perhaps someone get
aware of what’s going on, and understand more about this than
me.

We’ll see what happens.

Hi,

I
don’t know really.

I only know what the papers write.

And
according to them, mafia is something that is in the USA and in
Italy.

Perhaps the whole of Oslo, including the papers and the
Police were under control by some mafia,
and that’s why the papers
didn’t write.

They say that the mafia murdered Kennedy, maybe
they’ve got control on whole countries now.

But, I can’t say
for sure, other than I overheard co-workers, customers and youths on
the bus, to Rimi Bjørndal, the
shop in Oslo, that I was
attacked by some mafia.

And it doesn’t say anything in the
papers in Norway about any mafia.

And it’s supposed to be
openness in a democracy.

So I’m trying to alert people about
that there isn’t openess in Norway, (or Britain possibly), so it
isn’t a democracy really.

It’s a plutocracy it seems.

They dont
just harass random people for no reason. Unless youve given cause for
criminals to be after you.

They dont just harass random people for no reason.
Unless youve given cause for criminals to be after you.

Well I’m in the
home defece in Norway, so I had a AK-3 machine gun in my flat.

And
I didn’t have a schedule, and I was quite well known in Oslo.

So
maybe that’s why they didn’t get me, I don’t know really.

It
would just be speculation.

You can’t expect me to answer about
things I have no possibility to know about, you can eighter trust me,
when I tell you what I heard, or not.

But please don’t hassle
me about this, eighter belive what I write or not, don’t just go on
and on about the same stuff all the time.

It should be enough
of me to explain about the same thing once.