Naturalization. Why Not?

I guess i never wrote the entire story from beggining to end so it can be understood by anybody. In December 95 i moved to Vancouver, WA, at Fox Pointe Apts next to Kyocera factory at the advise of Nelu Ciorba who introduced me to Dan Costan. Dan Costan was already working there as a tech and his wife as an operator and the firm had a reputation for hiring Romanians (back then everybody was hiring).

However i was denyied the app though in September i was called for an interview in the evening which i missed becasue i was working swing shift at Sheridan that day.

Around Christmass time there has been a shooting at the 7-11 on our street.

In January Dan Costan took me to an Interim agency (now Shperion) who hired me to work for Electronic Specialty. He was kinda sarcastic and he told me after on several occasions that he was a right extremists while being very offensive, if not threatening.

So i went to work there. Since the first day, a woman named Merry (resembling my grade school chemistry teacher) asked to work at a drilling press passing a tool through ferrite relay armatures used in a military application. As i said in the linked post above, i got sick and ended up in jail and then  hospital.

I figured the smartest way to describe what happened is to link to other posts. But the short story is i got gassed with 1,1,1 trichloroethane, awake and without water for a week, pepper sprayed, beaten, arrested by a couple of police women, booked, jailed and had a trial date set for a couple of misdemeanors.

But i didn't know about the trial until a few days before when i got the "invitation" in the mail. I think i was already working at Credence and had 800 dollars in my checking. So i grabbed the yellow pages and found an attorney by the name James Mayhew. He agreed to see me right away and acted as a gentleman, the kinda i never saw before or after in the US. He took my money, copies from all the documents and said he will go to trial.

However in the evening before the trial date (i think it was May 3rd, my mother's birthday) got a message on the answering machine (digital, a novelty, had only 30 seconds recording time for one message) this message from Janet Anderson, the court appointed attorney, the one who represented me in the day after the arrest in front of the judge.

It was only in the last years that i realized her voice is Hilary Clinton's. The physical appearance as i remember (height, weight, face) also matches her.

So all of a sudden i found myself the next day in Vancouver Municipal Court's hallway having two lawyers, arguing with each other. The calm and nice gentlemen i saw in the office the other day turned into a small man all perspiring in front of her.

However he managed to tell me that if i take that offer it means i plea guilty to the offenses (a couple of misdemeanors), that would eventually be dismissed after 2 years but forever in my record and i will have problems with my citizenship. He also told me not to sign the agreement because it was never signed by the judge Stocker.

I those moments i had to make a decision and going in that courtroom with the perspiring guy seemed to risky to me. So i signed the papers and then the next days i did something i will be ashamed forever. I went and asked him the money back and he gave it to me.

Years have passed and time to apply for the citizenship. However i stopped with filling the application when i got to the question "Have you ever been arrested". So i passed.

A few more years have passed and i got so sick in 2004 (unbearable upper abdominal pain) i decided to go to Romania to see some doctors there. And there i got another option. Since they would not let you enter EU without a health insurance, i bought one real cheap for a few months traveling there and went to France where i hopped i could see real doctors. But that is another story.

Since i did not know if i will return, or what will happen to me there, just before i left in April 2004 i filled the application for Angela since she had a clean record. When i came back in September i found Angela with a chemo pump on her shoulder, and after her "cancer" (we did not know of before i left) surgery in September (and one more stay at psychiatry for me in the same hospital, where she came to see me the day after surgery) she was granted citizenship. But i did not want to take a chance for myself, and will try to explain why.

But for that i will have to bring here the USCIS Naturalization Application form N400. At page 14 of the file there are some questions starting with "Have you ever been...?"

A few days ago i decided to fill the app to see what happens, cause i have been without a passport either Romanian or American or whatever for too long and the application for Green Card renewal is getting more expensive (fees) than Naturalization itself which does nor require renewal every five or ten years and you cannot travel with a Green Card only.

There is very little chance that two misdemeanors i pleaded guilty though never been convicted 27 years ago to cause any trouble with the application (where a couple of things can go wrong, the least, being denied, the second, deported for omitting crimes as a non-citizen). Though there are a few observations here to be made. Those records do not exist anymore at the Vancouver Court, they have been destroyed like any others after a number of years.

The app does not tell you what to do when records were destroyed (though expunged mentioned there also involves destroying though at your request). By forcing you to disclose an expunged record and eventually suffer the consequences, they are sanctioning you again for the same violation you may have been convicted in the past (NON BIS IN IDEM).

There is also a problem with what they call "deferred prosecution" (the agreement i made with the prosecutor though never signed by the judge) where you agree to the crimes you have committed or not to spare yourself the troubles of a trial (waving the presumption of innocence) where the prosecutors know you may have committed crimes and become your accomplices if you are never tried.

The prosecutor cannot grant amnesty to a non conviction and generally a prosecutor cannot grant amnesty (extra judicial or acts of justice outside courts).

Also when i looked at i saw more questions in that area than i remember from past versions, and also, because i have become more aware of laws and US Constitution and my English has improved, today it suddenly occurred to me the application itself may be unconstitutional.

One of the things is they force you to answer questions "even if a lawyer told you not to", that may incriminate yourself thus breaking the 5th Amendment of US Constitution, one time for each applicant.

And last but not least. Why would someone want to disclose a record that does not exist anymore with no way for USCIS to verify.

Welcome to my nightmare that lasted 27  years. To this moment i feel the touch of that baton she put in my hands to get my fingerprints while i was cuffed with my hands behind my back, pushed against the car and yelling with pain from pepper spraying. The episode got imprinted in my memory because until i saw the report i thought it was a gun.

Am ambulance came and theatrically treated one of them but not me. BTW when i got back from the hospital i saw under a bush next to the apartment a VCR tape but i was afraid to pick it thinking it might have been a trick. Did anybody filmed everything and wanted me to see it? How many times and hours i thought about and could never find a solution to all these? Thousands?

I think i read somewhere that statutes of limitations (prescriptions) do not apply to torture, attempted murder. It started with me being literally gassed at Electronic Specialty, driving under the influence of that gas, not sleeping, eating or drinking water for a week, beaten by the Police, threatened in jail, etc.. Hilary Clinton was accomplice to all these.

Bill Clinton himself was in Portland during those days.

September 22

12:32 Ok no matter how lazy i feel after the posting marathon of the last few days, i got to write this to keep people updated with my side of the always new stories.

At @ 10 AM i left for probably the last walk of this summer. Facing one week of rain in the forecast. There is some smoke so i didn't grab the dumbbells because those makes me breath harder.

About a month ago noticed one of the tires of my truck went flat, slowly over the course of a week. Didn't feel like or actually didn't have the time to go somewhere the fix it so i just pumped it a bit with a foot pump. Actually a couple of times.

But after that, the next week it stopped deflating. What do i know. Miracles happen some times. Because this night i had a dream with a flat tire, this morning i thought to go check a couple of times but there was this woman talking on a phone for more than a half hour next to it so i just passed.

Left on the upper alley. After the usual Mexican wave, with people starting to animate as i pass their buildings, next to the street there was this brown UPS van flashing lights and beeping with no one next to it. As i passed it i saw a Police SUV passing on 65th and i started to have this bad feeling. I walked down left a bit where the button activated flashing yellow lights are because traffic was too intense to cross easily and then walked back up on the other side all the way to the stairs.

Only to see a brown skin guy looking like some of the gypsies in that picture with Tualatin Police next to Dutch Bros winged mill. Dressed completely in black, with i think a back pack and something that was looking like a thermos but 3 times bigger, like a three ft half 6 inch diameter black thermos, he was doing some stretching like moving with hands in the air. For a second i was tempted to pass him and continue on the road but i said, what the heck, and starting to climb the stairs.

I was at the middle of those when i saw two guys dressed in black climbing down towards me or that guy. For a second i thought they were cops but they were only Security Officers from Legacy hospital. I looked back down and the first guy was leaving with his giant thermos and the guys when they saw me went kinda dissapointed and turned around. On top of the stairs i saw two security vehicles from the hospital and one Police SUV. One more POLICE SUV was just coming.

I walked the usual way,  actually i crossed on their side cause i didn't want to walk on the grass as i usually do, and soon enough one blue Security truck passed me and i saw his LPN, was starting with NUX.

Wasn't that hard, but i still have to put the links. And figured one more thing, i will post it after i put the links here.

13:00 And the market started to go down as i was writing the above. And it went a bit up when i looked.

Yeah. What came to mind. Can you see what this guy has on his belt?

Have a nice weekend everybody!

3:54 Dinescu e uneori încă prea criptic pentru mine de cele mai multe ori nu știu dacă poeziile lui sunt lamentări sau mici triumfuri bine ascunse și mai ales nu cred că poezia e treabă de bărbat dar versurile astea acum le înțeleg. Normal că nu i-au alungat barbarii, i-au violat și alungat romanii adică proprii lor descendenți, după un tur de câteva mii de ani prin India, unde s-au amestecat în vest cu mongolii.

4:41 Chiar și de columnă se pare că și-au bătut joc, au pus draco lângă o cămașă de zale căreia pare că îi lipsește un cap pe care draco tocmai l-a mâncat.

Schița asta a fost făcută imediat după restaurarea din 1581 iar asta  în 1758. Cine are răbdare poate să caute zona cu draco-ul, cea cu fețele de daci. Cred că a mai fost restaurată odată fiindcă în schița asta de la 1758 lipsesc niște părți.

Apropo am văzut că mulți români iau verbul screw din engleză în sensul de înșurubat, ceva ce este imediat speculat în știrile absolut fake. Cred că vorbitorii tineri de engleză nici nu mai știu sensul original al cuvântului care e folosit în 99% din cazuri doar în sens de... Sexual congress? Sounds about right.

5:23 Must immediately stop believing laundry myths.

7:32 There is little doubt some entity is sabotaging my posts. There was a link to the picture with the hutsul horse that i verified several times and now was gone so i just put the picture. I posted an entry earlier and now is gone.. Something similar happens almost daily.

8:25 Ok tot căutându-l pe draco am dat de site-ul ăsta (încărcarea durează). Dar eu cred că cel mai bun ar fi un video făcut de o dronă. Ar fi ceva aici dar nu chiar ce căutam eu.

10:08 Eu am impresia că ăștia vă afumă cu ceva, ca pe mine în apartament. La mine ce este peste 40 particule 2.5 microni se simte și deranjează, dar în mod normal când nu sunt focuri de vegetație văd valori de 10-20 deși stau între două autostrăzi la sud de o mare zonă urbană cu peste 2 milioane mașini înmatriculate. În România văd constant valori de peste 50 și întotdeauna 80 în unul sau mai multe locuri, valori ce pot proveni numai de la fum (sau în cazuri rare praf de Sahara).

Am și link în dreapta sus la blog (real time particle pollution) și cred că nu se uită nimeni. Altfel nu-mi pot explica știrile de grădiniță evident false și tot ce face guvernul și voi nu vă prindeți niciodată precum  și amorțeala generală. Dinescu, unul din cei mai cinici și perverși scriitori din România și pentru că vorbește de daci la persoana a III-a. Deși cinismul LOR extrem, al tuturor în general, nu se poate măsura după standardele noastre.

10:25 Just went to figure where the poop smell was coming from. A huge amount of smoke was coming out of two closest holes to the building. After i plugged the second, the smoke remains at the level of the wildfire smoke. I finally figured why that woman was so busy talking on the phone next to my truck. Right in front of it there was a big one, probably from a huge dog, and i'im talking bigger than a German Shepard which i found the other day.

Woman because the women are not affected by the she dog magic. Yes i saw many times poops the shape of Nike swoosh. And yes they put it always where the wind blows from. Last graph here. It was at the left side of the building (garages) shown horizontally.

Half dried by the heat of the Sun today, still stinking, size like comming from a human though it was dog. Close to the edge of the enclosure so the guy could get real fast out of here.

When i was outside i was thinking. Why when there is thick smoke like this nobody's upstairs or walking around. Because they don't want to expose their own to the smoke, they got some ethics, what do you know. Children in the back today were only girls (out of ten i see recently there is only one buy and he is small). As soon as the smoke is gone, they landed upstairs, probably from the next apartment and from outside, through the attic.

10:50 Must be the smoke, i can't resist to post this one. F35s are so stealthy not even their owners know where they are... Ok mi-am amintit ceva. S-a întâmplat după ce am postat eu de AVX unde am lucrat în 99/00 care a fost deținut în totalitate de Kyocera.

11:05 A intrat sau numai l-a pupat?

11:07 Bob Menendez, Buzatu. Faza cu Buzatu a fost după ce am postat eu de Menendez, nu? A fost o știre să mai șteargă fazele cu aurul pe care le tot postez, acum una să șteargă faza cu Menendez. Ok nu găsesc unde am postat deși sunt sigură că am postat. Mi-a dispărut și aia?

11:16 Da dar nu cred că la sală unde pute a cauciuc de la benzile alea rulante și îți blochează respirația și nu mai intri în faza aerobică dominantă. Apropo m-am prins la o fază, particulatele ăia din aer pot să nu conțină nici un drog, dar vă diminuează respirația și primiți mai puțin oxigen la părțile superioare ale creierului responsabil cu gândirea, care nu mai este o prioritate pentru organism în asemenea cazuri și în general niciodată.

11:25 Iar sincronisme. Ceangăi, Changi. Shanghai.

September 12

12:43 Ok a trecut. 9-11.

Am greșit ceva mai devreme și îmi cer scuze. Postarea ce o pierdusem și care demonstrează pe baza unui video de supraveghere că e nevoie de 32 de secunde pentru ca unda seismică să ajungă din Vrancea în București era asta.

Însă faza e că mai sunt încă niște secunde până încep să cadă chestiile, cineva într-o clădire mai mică cu bulină roșie ar avea timp să iasă, dacă nu doarme și îl alertează telefonul. O alarmă cu sonerie în clădire. Testați dvs. în propria clădire, cât timp v-ar trebui.

12:57 Este asta o imagine violentă? Este asta o imagine erotică? Este tenisul feminin un sport erotic?

2:08 Din multitudinea de bazaconii prezentate în media de azi am ales una ptr. deliciul dvs..

Fantasme pline de simbolisme, minciuni scrise sau citite deasupra vastelor decolteuri, asta le întrece pe toate (căpușă = tick). De unde au știut polițai-ii că l-au oprit de 9-11 ori, au o bază de date pentru asta sau au învățat și ei să numere de acum? (ok trebuie să stau acasă vreo câteva zile de-acum că dacă mă prind ăștia pe drum după ce am scris... uitasem să iau untul și nu mai știu ce de la WinCo, forget about).

2:35 The man upstairs is not home tonight. I couldn't hear his heavier steps though the white car with BPM he mostly uses is here. Wondering what THEY are up to. Let me see if the black CJS one is here.

2:56 Ok both cars are here. My truck is here too.

3:15 Michael George Dick of Beaver-ton. Horny (Dick already had...). Yes i know there was a vice-president with that name. I think he lived upstairs for a while.

As i said before, THESE guys won't stop by themselves, uh-huh. However. I was wondering earlier. What would the world do without THEM. Like if all of them would disappear suddenly like in a Sci-Fi movie. Raptured or something. Go on a planet. Will the world survive for more than a month?

3:27 Every cell, slag wool.

9:18 Era nevoie de un moment, de o nevoie, de o sincronizare cu ceva. Au ținut-o în rezervă un an pentru un moment ca acesta. 4 link-uri, 4 ani.

De jucat tenis putea încă să joace dar cred că nu mai dădea așa de bine ca altele mai tinere în poze. Eu am întrebat atunci, întreb și acum.

Cum poate o organizație internațională să recolteze probe biologice într-o anume țară, unde numai sistemul juridic este abilitat prin lege să o facă. Organizație care are chiar și "tribunale".

Cum se poate face analiza pentru sute de substanțe care sunt pe lista celor interzise dintr-un singur eșantion și cât ar costa.

Răspunsul e unul singur. BS. Este o formă de entertainement iar dopajul un element care îi dă sațietate la momente oportune.

9:50 0 frază care se contrazice singură. O linguriță are 5 ml, o lingură 10. Apropo nu cred că Halep a fost testată de USADA care are cât de cât jurisdicție in SUA. Apropo, la cât timp s-a făcut testul B la Halep?

Nu există studii referitoare la cât de mult se schimbă concentrația de Roxadust în urină după 3 luni de congelare (freezing) (apropo la ce temperatură a fost congelată proba?).

12:10 Got two hours of sleep so far. Been breathing on my congested nose for hours and suddenly got a series of palpitations (irregular heart beats and/or fibrillation) that BTW get longer every time. What i wanted to say. I know i will regret this for the next 20 hours or less but here it goes.

I was in Reno and the whole section of the hotel (i know cause i asked to change rooms) was smelling like sewage and most likely it was all coming from one or a few rooms.

In buildings with central A/C including some apartment buildings some of the air coming from all units if not all gets mixed then cooled in the (central, single, huge) AC unit, recirculated again in all units (like in a car when you put the A/C on recirculate, but permanently, for cost reasons). So you basically you share the air with everybody in that building, young, old, healthy, sick, pets, litter dust, under fridge dust, cooking and burning smell, dirty laundry, dishes, pet pheromones, name it.

The room at GSR was also having fabric like woven dust inside the vents (when i looked with a flashlight through the grill) and with cold air, condensation, mold, bacteria. There was decades old dust on the armoire.

Combined with insulation coming from walls, there is no way you would have a nice complexion while living in one of these buildings, probably months after if you choose to move.

Also probably same goes for recirculating... There are different types of bacteria in different areas of your body and those should stay there (no matter how sexy you think it looks).

For immediate results besides immediate interruption of the cause, i recommend a course of systemic antibiotics with doctor's approval and supervision as they can have side effects like severe alergies. Avoid doxycycline or other tetracyclines cause they may cause heart damage. Augmentin would be a good choice, though more expensive. Should use probiotics during treatment cause antibiotics also destroy your beneficial bacteria.

Intramuscular (a bit painful but time released) instead of oral which can cause (serious in some people, gastric discomfort, liver overloading) but that is rarely prescribed in the US as you need an assistant for every injection every 6 or 8 hours (yes in your lovely butt). IV would be a good compromise but me personally i don't feel great about those either. Patches if you can find them.

At GSR i tried and stopped the AC and used an UV lamp inside (when i was not there) so i could get some sleep. (Should not look at while on, should not use with plants inside and only when you're not home). Cheapest is kinda awkward to use (it gets dragged by the wire, moves around).

But after i wrote about guess what. They sent me next year an invitation (Peppermill, built in the 70s) with a good price (that doubled when i got there) and put me in a duplex (room separated from next room by two locked doors, one on each side).

There was a guy next door on an otherwise empty floor in one of the newer buildings. He opened his door, making sound separation even thinner, turned the TV on and then coughed all night and after a few hundred miles driven and 4  hours of sleep i got so mad i drove 500 more miles, home, the next day.

5:10 Angela got since last week from her HR manager a letter she had to transmit in person to her doctor with the requirements of her job basically asking the doctor if she can do the job or not. The specified requirements within that letter are lifting 40 pounds, standing, bending, squatting etc. which she rarely did at SMT (her job title is machine operator) though sometimes is required at other work stations that do not include walking when SMT is not available. She already had a 20 pounds restriction since she got hired permanently first because of her fist heart surgery and then the hernia basically since 2016. But since, the HR manager changed several times.

The SMT machine she operated is 100 ft long and she has to walk alongside that maybe an average of 100 times in one day (with more partial walks, stops etc.). Both Angela and the doctor are puzzled as Angela nowadays got bursitis in both her legs but there is nothing specified about that in the job description. Because if they did they would basically acknowledge she got sick from the enormous amount of walking every day, for one year and a half.

For a while she was wearing a pedometer while working at SMT and that one counted over 15000 steps or three miles a day.

Before that, people working in SMT were rotating in less demanding stations every few days. But when they recently rotated Angela after she got hurt she got to lift over 40 pounds and she got the 20 pounds restriction because of a hernia created during surgeries post heart surgery (retrieving of forgotten wires). Angela says that Steve Eaton (coincidence of names with the company) her de facto supervisor, the leader who survived several supervisors since she got hired  did that on purpose cause he knew well about her restriction.

5:53 Today they picked the time to call her form dr.'s office probably because i wrote about a few medical things and drug tests on the blog and they asked her what limitations they will write down and Angela asked to keep the permanent 20 pounds limit with occasional 40 and 5000 steps a day for walking, for one or two months, or until the next appointment with the doctor.

The first person who called her and then put her on hold had a very familiar voice i could hear from the other room. Then after waiting she got to talk to somebody else in same dr.'s office.

Angela tried to explain the bigger picture but all that person wanted was Angela to tell her what to write in that paper they will email HR tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. So all the dilemmas were on Angela. At a certain time Angela told her that maybe the company wants to get the tax deductions for hiring disabled people.

Angela also had a hard time concentrating because last night she slept in smoke. There was a large hole at the corner of the living outside i fixed in the morning. There is a filter in the living but none in the bedroom (it broke) and smoke concentration in there was higher. There is smoke in here as i write.

6:31 Non essential duties of the job. They recently hired in there a person who does not hear or talk. There is at least one person with similar lifting limitations that do not do SMT. Angela might be able to do SMT several times a week like other people did before her, after a one or two months restriction.

7:05 I opened the door trying to figure the cause for the persistent smoke in here (we both perceive it as such though it could be very concentrated mold smell from underground mole galleries) and the kids invaded the area and caught me outside. There was a white kid (a novelty) yelling at the other "stop it" "stop it" while facing me as i tried to retire inside.

In the meantime i had a chance to step on a few holes and the mold subsided a little.

7:40 I was intrigued by the whole story and took a better look at that questionnaire. I don't think Angela was supposed to transmit the letter to the doctor, see the questionnaire or answer those questions. I think the whole process was designed to intimidate us into me stopping writing here. Intimidation is a crime under Oregon and Federal law.

8:12 Sorry for the quality of the images but smoke or whatever this is prevents me from doing some of the things i normally can.

If this letter was for Eaton internal use only and was addressed to Angela then why they asked Angela to give it to the doctor?

What is the purpose of attaching the job requirements to the last page? The doctor does not determine if someone fits or not the requirements, he/she just evaluate a patient.

Also a doctor cannot evaluate if someone can setup the machine, read process sheets, etc.. Doctors can evaluate if a patient can see or not and this was never the case. But what tops it is the fact that an unknown to Angela non medical person asked her the questions on the second page after Angela saw the third page and knowing she does not fit in the job description with the 40 lbs limitation. Also she insisted Angela answered yes at the first question.

To make things more interesting, the HR manager is on vacation until next week so we will try and hold our breath until 18.

8:35 Maybe people keep asking themselves, if i am so smart why i don't have a job myself. Maybe because at my last more serious job in 1999/2000 at AVX Vancouver (formerly Kyocera) my supervisor was Axl Rose? He was coming at work for a few hours a day when he was coming and all he did was pull me from the floor into the launch area. Maybe he wanted to do something good for me, the air there was full of ceramic dust mixed with lead and the temperature was constant 65 degrees due to a broken AC.

No i was not drinking at the job there. I wasn't drinking at all during that time. We just had McDonalds and soda in the lunch room. However my stomach was hurting me all the time, probably because of that dust, dust at home, etc..

Never realized how much Kyocera logo looks like a panda bear head or who knows what kami when turned on a side. After all i know today i begin to realize who was the Japanese woman who came from time to time in there while people were whispering... "She tells everything". Though many people were missing a lot from work, people were punching for others etc.. I was happy to have a job, didn't really want to get in trouble.

Until one day i got mad, probably overloaded with dust and i went to see a lawyer i knew since 1996 and told him about the dust, the cold and people doing all kinda things to me that were getting worse by the day. The guy looked embarrassed and talked to me in the hallway. There was a woman who heard everything.

Typically Japanese style, they demoted me the next day (don't know who told them about the lawyer) from technician to operator and moved me into a hot area for cooking ceramic so i just quit. I was leaving in... Beaverton some 20 miles away.

And yes they put a little 1999 December 31 night show in there. Y2K bug, Putin's coup. The day before i quit. There was this huge antenna across the street from AVX. It is my belief that these huge towers, everywhere across the world can interact with ionosphere, making them geo-weapons. Someone took that one out in that day.

After i fixed all the machines in testing, a bottle neck there and they got an all time production record in December 1999.

If you don't believe me ask Don, the engineer. Nino D'Angelo, Ana Blandiana (Susan Sarandon), the guy from Inner Circle, Tom Green, Nidal Hasan, Cheech and Chong and probably Viktor Orban as John Ciorba.

Same goes for Angela, i think the Chinese woman there, Hao is really Victoria Principal from Dallas. Yes she was born in Japan officially an American from American parents but i think she is all the way Japanese, sometimes posing Chinese. But she doesn't really care.

10:06 Outside it smells really bad probably a huge one, went to see, the sprinklers started in that area, one sprinkler is broken and sprinkles on top of the garages and wets the laves that already fell there making them rot... Cannot pick it anyway cause now it got wet...

10:35 No it was "only" a pee coming from a really sick dog not far from the door.

10:40 De ce nu spune nimeni niciodată care sunt limitele legale și cum se măsoară. În SUA limitele legale sunt de 10000 mai mari decât nivelurile deja dăunătoare și de 1000 de ori mai mari decât în Rusia de exemplu. În acest tabel din Europa (ultima coloană) limitele sunt în W/m2, în SUA sunt în mW/cm2 deci de zece ori mai permisive decât majoritatea țărilor din Europa.

Dar sunt țări ca Bulgaria, Italia, Polonia, Rusia care au limite de 100 de ori mai restrictive decât cele mai multe țări inclusiv România și sunt doar de 10 ori mai mari decât e setată alarma pe aparatul meu de măsură.

Nebunia apare din faptul că politicienii care fac legislația nu se pricep la nimic. Inginerii care au făcut acest aparat de măsură au pus limita tot la 10 dar în mW/m2, de o mie de ori mai restrictiv decât în Europa care este totuși de 10 ori mai restrictiv decât în SUA.

Politicienii nu se pricep, se expun pe ei înșiși și pe noi toți, dar chestia e că dacă limitele ar fi cele reale de siguranță telefoanele nu ar mai putea funcționa ca atare, nu ar merge nici la 10 metri de turn. Și totuși nu înțeleg cum funcționează ele în Italia, Bulgaria, Polonia, Rusia. Înseamnă că nu au nevoie de atâta putere.

Multă lume nu înțelege dar în cazul telefoanelor radiația este însăși puterea de emisie necesară pentru a accesa cel mai apropiat turn, după ce le scanează pe toate, la putere maximă.

Normal că se pot seta din soft însă cine știe să le măsoare și cine garantează că nu o iau razna doar ca să arate fabricantul că telefoanele lor merg mai bune? Ca să nu mai vorbim de viruși și de hackeri care pot schimba setarea. Cred că telefoanele ar trebui să aibă un cip hardware independent ceva care să măsoare puterea de emisie în orice moment și să bipăie o alarmă.

11:20 There was a piece of garbage next to the black car than went and came minutes ago. I picked it up then i regretted.

12:00 Dacă vreți să vă luați un aparat uitați-vă după RF și setarea în mW/m2, EMF și ELF sunt pentru vânătorii de fantome.

Stau și mă întreb dacă acest pendant funcționează fiindcă seamănă cu un dipol în scurtcircuit de lungimea de undă respectivă și ar putea atrage și scurtcircuita undele, 99 de dolari? Aș putea să iau o bară de cupru rotund și să o tai la lungimea respectivă și să încerc apoi cu aparatul de măsură să văd ce face.

Însă nu vă va putea proteja de propriul telefon mai ales când îl țineți aproape de cap. Doar de turnuri sau telefoane la un metru doi distanță.

Praegitzer and Siberia

Talking about orkin men of which i just wrote and my apparent "inability to keep a job".

I once had a job through a temporary agency at a firm named Praegitzer in Hillbsoro i guess (it's been more than 20 years since). Before year 2000 when i was still full of hope and American dream (maybe i should turn this into a blog post maybe if i could remember the date) and exact place.

So i think it was Manpower who sent me there, after an hours long screening process which included hand eye coordination and elementary math. But i think the first time i signed with Manpower was about this time of August 1995 in Salem. There i did a hand eye coordination test they said it was too accurate (off the scale) and they didn't hire me for Wafertech.

So i go there (at Praegitzer) in a Friday, there was this big meeting only for perms and i was in a different room with a guy who was adjusting some electronic receivers. When i say adjusting, i say, literally moving wires and bending walls between different compartments of several receivers which were about twice the size of a car stereo while looking at a scope. It seemed the guy was in a hurry to ship those. They gave me something to do, i can't remember now, and from time to time i was hearing the owner (old man Praegitzer) talking yelling something at the meeting with a bad accent that was adding to my lack of advanced English or so i thought, cause the only word i could understand, repeating like every minute or so, was Siberia, and then the public (about 50 persons, by the noise) applauded (not to be confounded with uploaded).

Towards the end of the day (why do i remember it was an evening) the guy told me those were receivers for a security firm or security of cell phones firms that were able to recognize the analog signature of a specific cell phone, like a fingerprint. That was again in 1996 or something.

Anyways. Here came the end of the day, it was a Friday, the guy with the receivers didn't say anything, or said see you Monday or something like that, everything seemed fine, didn't get any message from the temp firm, and i came back Monday.

However, on Monday when i went there, there was no more Praegitzer logo on the wall. I tried to enter, nobody. I contacted the temp agency who told me the company moved over the weekend and forgot to tell me about. They said i shouldn't bother to go next day to the next location.

Here is an old news article about Praegitzer since 1997. Dallas based? this is where i lived my first month in 1995 at Julian Mart who could actually have been Gregorian. Julian Mart apparently knew about this guy, back then i was telling him everything i was doing. (Me living in Dallas next to Salem created a lot of confusion among my relatives in Romania who thought i lived in Dallas Texas).

Julian even took us to a place called Southfork (next to a local river). In the picture. Most likely Veronica Mart (don't know the Hungarian name, right) next to "George Hârșovescu, the Romanian pilot from Salem" (Gyula Szombathy).

This is just an example. At every job i went to, short or long, i don't believe i met with normal people but always actors. One of the best examples is Axl Rose at AVX Vanvouver, former, current Kyocera, where he has been my supervisor for almost one year (but he was working part and floating time, only a few hours a day, always different).

AVX and Axl has some name similarity. I even have a picture with him since. His live stage name was also Orville Oster, and anagram of Oster ir Roset. Another guy i remember there, Tom Green, could have been General Greene who i think was killed in Afghanistan, shortly after i mentioned his name. The guy from Inner Circle, a fellow tech who didn't know the size of Allen wrenches in fraction of inches, black, fat, braids and everything. David Espasandin, day shift supervisor who could have been Major Omar Haisan. Not last and not least, Mădălina Ghenea, by the name of Elena Andrei, whom i met back in 97. Though in 97 Mădălina Ghenea was officially 9 years old and in reality was probably 16 posing as a 22-23.

Others are William Shatner (by the name Shanon), Leonardy Nimoy (Tom Allan), Cameron Diaz, others at Quadramed, including Macy Gray. Yes, the song was about me, the title of my first program in object oriented Delphi and my constant shortness of breath due to nasal congestions due to all kinda witchcraft.

Lumbini, Lumbee

Lumbee tribe from North Carolina has many commonalities with Nepal.

Historic Gautama Buddha is said to be born in Lumbini, Nepal.

Concentric, bi-dimensional lotus flowers with many petals and almost the colors of flag of Buddhism on medicine wheels. (on some medicine wheels i saw black is actually dark blue).
Native American Medicine Wheel

A version of Wheel Dharma from Buddhism

Flag of Buddhism (also similar with flag of Romania, a few ohter countries with colors in this order or another).

Tattoo from a woman in Nepal

Color black is fashionable in Nepal

 
And in Lumbee tribe
Antropologically. Women from both Nepal and North Carolina look close and distinct from other nations in both continents.

A Lumbini woman

Flag of South Carolina

Flag of the Székelys, a minority in Romania most likely originating from Nepal.

"Count Dracula is an undead, centuries-old vampire, and a Transylvanian nobleman who claims to be a Székely descended from Attila the Hun."
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Count_Dracula

Between August 1999 and August 2000 i worked for AVX Vancouver, WA, US (not Canada) formerly Kyocera (Kyoto Ceramics) just north of Portland. AVX is based in South Carolina. There i had a colleague who said she was Native American, first in following pictures. Other colleagues were Orville Oster (Roset) who looked like Axl Rose, my supervisor, first picture, other celebrities look alike.

Flags of the US

Anul Nou 1996

Au fost şase luni din cele mai bune şi din cele mai rele din viaţa mea. În August 1995 m-am mutat în SUA.

Au fost cele mai bune fiindcă am ajuns şi eu pe pământul făgăduinţei, cel cântat de Hollywood.

Au fost cele mai rele pentru că în urma unui lung şir de dezamăgiri în februarie am ajuns în cel rău punct din viaţa mea. Un job temporar la Electronic Specialty. O noapte la închisoare şi după aceea două săptămâni la spitalul de nebuni, în grija doctorului Proano. Dar când stau acum şi mă gândesc mai nimic nu a fost din vina mea.

Unul din punctele culminante a fost întâmplarea de mai jos, care a contribuit decisiv la intrarea mea într-un fel de şoc.

După 21 decembrie 1995 m-am mutat în Vancouver, WA (nu Vancouver BC care este de 4 ori mai mare şi este în Canada), la sfatul lui Aurel Popescu (care semăna cu Ahmet Ertegun), pastorul, tatăl ... am uitat cum o cheamă, "fata lui Popescu", aia măritată cu Tudor Toader, care este ortodox şi seamănă cu... (Fata lui Popescu semăna tare cu Ana Blandiana şi mi-a fost colegă de serviciu (era în altă secţie, vecină, la AVX în 1999-2000 şi a murit de cancer nu ştiu câţiva ani după aceea).

Deci în decembrie 1995 m-am mutat în Vancouver chiar lângă AVX (Kyocera - prescurtarea de la Kyoto Ceramics, da, celebra firmă japoneză). Pe atunci orice român care nu avea servici mergea la AVX şi era angajat sigur, salariu minim, cu care puteai să-ţi plăteşti chiria şi facturile.

Numai că eu aveam servici, la Sheridan Fruit Co în downtown Portland, tot cu salariu minim, dar nu-mi plăcea, mă plângeam la toţi de tot felul de probleme, reale de altfel, (ceea ce ştiam eu atunci nu era decât vârful aisbergului problemelor mele, una din chestiile pe care am aflat-o mai târziu a fost că în spatele magazinului a fost o biserică satanistă iar pastorul stătea în blocul acela, chiar îl cunoşteam din vedere, venea tot timpul pe la magazin îmbrăcat în negru, cu ţăcălie şi cu o prietenă şi aia îmbrăcată în negru şi platinată). (Chiar într-o zi a fost un shooting şi pe acolo pe strada aia şi a venit un poliţist şi ne explica cum să procedăm în caz de... bla bla dar vorbea cam în jargoane şi eu nu pra am înţeles ce spunea). Mereu erau maşini de poliţie pe acolo.

Deci m-au sfătuit să plec de la Mladin şi să mă mut în Vancouver în statul vecin, adică peste fluviul Columbia, la 10-20 mile distanţă de Portland unde "sigur voi găsi servici" la Kyocera cum spuneau toţi atunci. Şi m-am mutat. Şi eram aşa de happy, încercam să uit de probleme, de fapt nu aveam timp să mă mai gândesc la tot ce s-a întâmplat până atunci, aveam o maşină, aveam un servici, şi restul puteau fi doar nişte coincidenţe nenorocite.

Dar am început să am probleme cu maşina, am lipsit de vreo 2 ori de la servici, şi am început să dau semne de psihoză. Pe 12 sau 13 ianuarie m-au dat afară de la Sheridan. (cred că pe lângă eu mai umbla cineva la maşină, odată mi s-a stricat distribuitorul la care mai umblam şi eu iar odată am condus din downton Portland în Vancouver, vreo 15 mile, cu o scurgere la pompa de benzină, lăsând o dâră de benzină tot drumul). Dar pentru cei care cred că totul a fost din vina mea, urmează aici exemplul. În noaptea de 31 decembrie 1995 am fost acasă la Nelu Ciorba, cel care seamănă cu Victor Orban, actualul director de la Romanian Times, care lucra şi el ca tehnician la AVX,  şi avea o bisericuţă pocăită (el era lider şi tot timpul spunea la predici că anul 2000 de fapt era anul 1996, că s-a greşit la calcularea datei naşterii lui Iisus, dar dacă cineva se uită în ziarul lui, va vedea că el spune tot felul de chestii din astea de 18 ani) într-un spaţiu închiriat la o biserică americană, având serviciile decalate cu ale lor, cu Dan Costan, pe care abia îl cunoscusem şi lucra şi el la AVX ca tehnician, cu nevestele şi familia lui Ciorba. (Ciorba avea şi o fetiţă mică de vreun an care după aceea a devenit autistă). Am ascultat ceva muzică clasică la un pick-up antic, am stat la masă după care am plecat acasă devreme.

Mie în România îmi plăcea să citesc ştirile, am avut o colecţie (incompletă) de România Liberă până am plecat, acolo am citit, şi în Evenimentul despre loteria vizelor.

Apăruse la uşa "noului nostru apartament" din Vancouver nişte mostre promoţionale ale ziarului local, The Columbian şi mă abonasem. Deci a doua zi, pe 1 ianuarie când mă uit în ziar ce văd. La 100-200 metri de unde stăteam s-a întâmplat ceva descris cu atâta talent în ziarul local. În afară de Columbianul, unde trebuie să plăteşti să vezi tot articolul, mai este aici, unde poţi să-l vezi dacă îţi faci un cont gratuit.

http://www.highbeam.com/doc/1P2-23349630.html

Eu încă nu am cont acolo, nu am avut timp. Dar îmi amintesc două chestii. S-a tras cu o carabină uşoară, de sport. Încărcătura a fost modificată pentru a nu răni prea mult. Totul a fost simulat, cu un mic detaliu, tipa a ajuns totuşi în spital cu un glonţ într-o fesă.

(Cu sora tipei din articol am lucrat în 1999-2000 la AVX-Kyocera, era măritată cu un mexican şi a fost gravidă o perioadă cât a lucrat acolo, nu-mi amintesc dacă a născut până am plecat.)

Chiar la AVX mai lucra o tipă Lăcrămioara, soţia lui Stelică Andrei, Elena (Lăcrămioara) Andrei dar mai în vârstă, cu facultate din România, era în schimbul I şi câteodată venea şi vorbea cu mine, dar imediat o chemau la interfon (pager). Lăcră este mişto, modelă, şi tot aşa, brunetă. Cred că am poze în calc pe undeva, cu Stelică sigur.

Azi am fost la biblioteca locală şi m-am uitat la microfilmele cu Oregonianul din perioada respectivă. Nu am putut să găsesc articolul dar răsfoind aşa microfilmele am văzut ştiri din perioada de atunci care mi-au trezit multe amintiri şi m-au ajutat să-mi amintesc data când s-a întâmplat faza. Tipa venea acasă de la o petrecere sau de la o discotecă ceva de anul nou. După ce mi-am amintit data, am găsit articolul în două locuri pe web.

Vorbesc unii politicieni de la noi de compromisuri bla bla. E doar tragere de timp şi fugă de răspundere. Am încercat de atâtea ori. Chiar azi la un moment dat la jumătatea zilei am deschis nu ştiu ce opţiune din Firefox şi până la data aia aveam vreo 2000 mii de căutări pe google de când am instalat ultima dată Fedora, cam o lună. Cam tot de atâtea ori am încercat să stau de vorbă cu oamenii în ultimii ani. Toţi vorbesc în doi peri, scot din context, te păcălesc şi trag de timp. De aceea mi-am făcut blog. Eu am să încerc între timp să postez cât mai multe.

Chiar, postul de ambasador al României în SUA în perioada aceea a fost vacant, chiar înainte de a merge în spital, prin februarie 1996 a venit dl.Geoană.

Postarea următoare va fi despre cum am fost arestat în februarie, 96, pentru că făcusem o psihoză şi sunam tot timpul 112 (echivalentul din State) până a venit poliţia şi m-a luat şi am stat o noapte în jail, încă o noapte nedormită după 7 la rând, voi scana documentele, ce s-a întâmplat în spital, şi după şi procesul (am fost acuzat de assault IV (simple) şi resisting arrest, când a apărut poliţia o ţineam pe nevastă-mea care vroia să fugă (ăsta a fost assault-ul) şi după aia a şi fugit şi nu a văzut cum două poliţiste m-au dat cu spray şi m-au bătut cu bastoanele). Am scris pe scurt despre acestea în diferite alte postări, voi încerca să scriu mai detaliat. Acuzaţiile au fost amânate pentru doi ani în vederea anulării în anumite condiţii. După ce mi-am luat un avocat care mi-a şi dat banii înapoi (toţi banii noştri, 800 dolari).

Tot ce a fost aici nu a fost fără compensare, pentru mine a fost şi foarte exciting în acelaşi timp, viaţa în America are un farmec inegalabil, dar din păcate au suferit şi alţii şi nu aş vrea eu să rămân de fraier la toate fazele astea.

Monica şi Dan Costan, ianurie 1996

(Când m-am mutat în Vancouver, Nelu Ciorba, care acum e la Romanian Times, mi-a făcut cunoştinţă cu Dan Laurenţiu Costan, care spunea că e născut cam prin 1970, din jud.Suceava, România. Ultima dată când vorbit cu el în faţă (nu la telefon) s-a declarat extremist şi mi-a spus că am o minte bolnavă. Nu ştiu exact cine este dar mai recent mi-a fost sugerat, indirect, că ar semăna cu recent decedatul Larry Hagman, JR din serialul Dallas).

AVX VANCOUVER WA

This is the Seven Eleven where in December 1995 a shooting took place. Days after i moved in there, at nearby Fox Pointe Appartments here below hoping i was going to work at AVX, nearby. A Romanian girl has been shot in the butt with a rifle from a car but in the article i read in the newspaper the next day then said the charge of the cartridge has been modified so it won't have so much power. Later (in 1999) i got to work at AVX, Kyocera Ceramics on this map, with that girl' sister who was now married with a Mexican and was pregnant for the majority of the time i worked in there. Hope i will later remember their name (Nelu Ciorba from Romanian Times in Portland knows them). I lived at Fox Pointe until July 1996 when i moved to Beaverton, OR, closer to Credence where i was working. I remembered when i moved i've been worried about that big antenna in the middle of a field in the back of Seven Eleven on that picture as i knew it's not really healthy to live nearby one of those. I'm wandering who it belonged to.

I've been looking both in Oregonian and Columbian Archives and i called Columbian in Vancouver. It was in one of the papers. But can't find it now.

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Fox Pointe Appartments


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Kyocera Ceramics, aka AVX Vancouver. I worked at AVX between August 12 1999 and August 22 2000.


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