Stikkord: Politiet

For some reason I also seem to have got this line on my mind, and I seem to remember it from going buying food etc. maybe a couple of weeks ago.

‘This is even better than the Titanic-plot’.

Hm.

For some reason I seem to remember picking up that line.

Now I remembered something from last summer.

Something that I think I overheard from two un-uniformed police, or something like that, when I was out going to the gym or something like that last summer.

I remember that I heard something that sounded like, the only thing they are afraid about is that he’s going to kill someone.

So I’m wondering if the police are speculating in that I’m going to go insane, and kill myself, and that the Police have done something wrong that they want to cover up, by trying to get this to happen.

Now I think it’s like this.

If you are hunted around the world by some mafia etc.

And you try to stand up, and cooperate with the police etc., on fighting crime etc.

Then, if you manage to help the police, then the police f. you off.

And they don’t tell you anything.

And they talk sh*t about you, behind your back to other people etc.

And they don’t tell you anything at all, and try to make you go insane and/or kill yourself etc.

So that’s what one get for trying to stand up against organised criminal networks etc.

The only question is, who are the biggest smart-asses, the criminals or the police?

That’s how I suspect it is.

So one should maybe think twice before trying to cooperate with the police, because if they get control, then you could possibly end up even worse off.

So the British Government didn’t like that I quit my studies in Sunderland, to try to get a place to live and a job in London, since my advicors from Oslo University College, had told me that it was almost impossible to get a job around there etc.

And the studies wasn’t going that well, since my study-finance was delayed etc., for some strange reasons, and I had to deal with a lot of other things than studies, like calling to Norway all the time, to get payment-arrangments on my bills etc., and switch the moduls at the University all the time, due to the problems with getting the moduls accepted for the study-finance etc.

And also, Oslo Univesity College, put many obstacles in the way, for me to study abroad, which I think seem a bit ‘phoney’ now, when I look back at it.

Like they were supposed to send a study-finance application for me, which they didn’t, and it seems to me like they made up a lot of excuses for not letting me participate on the Erasmus-programme.

So the studies didn’t go so well.

But I liked it in Sunderland, and I didn’t really want to move.

But I remembered the advisors at Oslo University College, said that it wasn’t easy to get work, and also it would have a bit strange to quit the studies and try to get a job.

And my face was distroyed still, so I thought the best thing was to go to another town or city.

And then try to get my own place, like Uni. of Sunderland wouldn’t give me for some reason, but insisted that I went to live at the Forge.

And when I got my own place, then I had planned to take contact with the Police in Norway.

The ones working with organised crime etc., and tell them about what was going on, what I knew about it.

And try to cooperate with them, and find out how to deal with the problems.

But I think maybe the British Police didn’t like that I quit the studies.

I intended to pay for the studies, but I just wanted to get a job and a flat and then call the Uni. and get a payment arrangement.

Because I didn’t think the money was enough to last, if I payed all I owed the Uni. at once.

I wanted to get control of my life first, and then pay the Uni.

Since I didn’t want to end up without a place to live and without a job, and without any money.

So that’s why I decided to just go to London, since I thought it should be easier to get a job there, from what I had heard.

And then I think the police didn’t like this.

And they must have used me, in the way, that they have told some criminal networks lies etc. about me, maybe through some un-uniformed police, like secret police, like pretending not to be police.

And then they have spyed on me, to look and see what the criminals would do, etc. maybe.

Or maybe for some other reason.

Something like this, I think must have been going on.

At least this is what I suspect, something like this.

What is it thats going on.

The British Government knows that the Norwegian Government has chased me away from Norway, so they are just ignoring my rights, and use inteligence to control me, and what else have they done.

Is it inteligence that are f-ing with me?

The Government have done something wrong, and are using inteligence to try to get away with doing what?

I suspect that the police have been using some unofficial methods to gain some irregular benefits.