Supersonic/Electronic Weapon 不特定多数による長期にわたる原因不明の嫌がらせ（１）

192. 2010/12/26 Around 9:30 p.m., I was taking a rest lying on the bed when my jaw shut with a sound of my back teeth clashing as I heard a beam-like shoooo sound between my ears and felt a shock on/in my head. I got up but when I lifted my upper body I fell forward in the position and started falling asleep. But soon I heard a zooon sound from Room 202 and at the same time a shock came to my head and my shoulders lifted as the muscles between my shoulder and neck contracted. I heard chuckles from Room 204, the other side of Room 202.

193. 2010/12/27 There were few or no attacks last night, although I felt a strange pain in, not on, my lower abdomen. Maybe it was something natural, but the pain moved as if it probed the inner curb of my pelvis. Talking about pain, I had pains that felt like needle stings that covered the upper part of my thigh a few times when I went to bed two days ago. They might also have been something natural. I do not know. So, today is probably the last day I connect to the Internet and leave recordings of this strange phenomenon or crime, because I move into a new apartment tomorrow and I have to pack my desk-top computer, so that I could do multiple things all day tomorrow: to get the key of my new place, according to my contract, in the morning, to move out & move into in the afternoon, and to finish paper and payment for checking out with the agent. I wish myself a good luck and safe and smooth moving. Hopefully, the electronic/supersonic weapons won’t follow me. ( As my telephone company closes from 29th to January 3 and because of my job schedule, I have no phone/e-mail contact between December 28th and January 5th.)

Two Hillaries

I wish Health Care Hillary (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T8RYoKjbOZA) were still alive in the Secretary of State Hillary (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hl4NlA97GeQ). (last edited on May 4th, 2011)

References:
Health Care Hillary:
Hillary Clinton gets booed in Seattle 1994
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T8RYoKjbOZA
the Secretary of State Hillary:
Rap News 6 - Wikileaks' Cablegate: the truth is out there
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hl4NlA97GeQ

Supersonic/Electronic Weapon 不特定多数による長期にわたる原因不明の嫌がらせ（１）

I have been kind of busy working everyday since 21st. I’ll be busy working till 27th, the day before my moving day. Here are notes I took about the electronic/supersonic shocks.

187. 2010/12/21 I was lying with my knees up when a strong shock came and my knees waved side to side and I heard several chuckles from Room 202. Sounds and electric shocks on my head and hands. The shock which accompanies the sound Shooooo often came.

188. 2010/12/22 Feeling as if my brain was sucked by the magnetic force. Electric shocks from the time falling asleep and all though sleep. Breathing was interrupted and I huffed several times as I felt the shock zoon on my head. At odd hours, an attack made my lower body make a big move, and I heard some chuckles from Room 202.

189. 2010/12/23 Shocks on my head, legs, and buttocks.

190. 2010/12/24 Very sick the night before and went to bed early for me, at around 22:00 the previous night. Woken up or Woke up at around 5:00 a.m., worked for 2 hours and went to bed again. Woke up around 11:00 a.m.

191. 2010/12/25 Loud, unnatural male coughing from Room 203 and 202 kept me awake till 2:30a.m. Woken up or woke up around 8:30. Prevented from going to sleep again by the same coughing from both rooms.

Wikileaks' double blow: Liars lie to themselves.

Liars lie to themselves.This isn’t new, but it is still shocking to find that government people report bogus information that conforms to their governments’ claim. Cuba welcomed Michael Moore’s movie SiCKO, which targets the immoral American health care system, while the American embassy reported the opposite. They reported in a secret cable that SiCKO was banned in Cuba.

That the truth is on the side of Michael Moore is clear. Had the opposite been really true, had SiCKO been really banned in Cuba, the government would have extensively reported it through main media because that was the kind of information they were in dire need of so that people wouldn’t go see SiCKO. Why did the authorities conceal such a juicy story? Because it was not true. They just wanted to believe it was true, and when they said it it became “true,” they thought.

source:
Sicko Was Not Banned in Cuba (Newser)
http://www.newser.com/story/107864/sicko-was-not-banned-in-cuba.html

Supersonic/Electronic Weapon 不特定多数による長期にわたる原因不明の嫌がらせ（１）

186. 2010/12/20 My head felt like pulled towards Room 202 and I woke up at around 3:30 a.m. This phenomenon is not new. Probably my head had really swung toward the room. I felt a few people’s presence in both Room 202 and 203. I tried to sleep again but could not. I read a book till 5:58 and went to bed again, and then the shocks started coming, first, on the right side of my head, next, the left shoulder, and then the right leg. And again on the head, and mouth, twitching its left hand side. After that, incessant attacks on my head that gives the same sensation that woke me up kept coming. They were like a huge, strong magnetic field is wielded towards me, like someone switching on and off a machine that generates the magnetic field. Every time, it was like my head had a hiccup. Between the attacks I slept seconds. At around 7:00, I was woken up by a strong shock on the head. I kept lying and the shock stopped. At this time of the day, unnatural sounds and voices often keeps me from falling asleep as if I am watched. (Sleeping with the light on reduced violent shocks indicates I am watched by many, both assaulters and non-assaulters.) I wore earmuffs. Then came beam-like shocks that feel like I am hit between the ears. They came a few times till I took off my earmuffs. I was between asleep and awake till 9:00 a.m., being attacked by the magnetic field like forces on the head. I noticed my head was placed on the upper edge of the bed and sled down to the lower end, then a sound like someone getting off something came from Room 204, from the same spot that I have heard human movements or machine noise from behind the wall of Room 202. The attack stopped for a while, and then returned. When I got up, the feeling like my head had had hiccups stayed. I still feel it a little now at 11:36 a.m. All the time, a noise of either a heater or some heavy machine or both kept coming from Room 204. (The noise was more like that of a heavy machine when I was first woken up, although I stack my head out to the balcony and heard the heater of Room 202 was working, but after 7:00 a.m., I noticed the sound was purely like that of the heater.)

The authorities are ill-treating the hero, the whistleblower.

4. 2010/12/19 A Guardian article and some other articles indicate that he is not the same anymore due to the confinement. He has been kept alone in a cell, prohibited from exercising, watched for 23 hours a day, and forced to sleep without a pillow for seven months.

Forced physical and mental inactivity is a torture. Bradley Manning, the suspected Wikileaker, is 23 years old and looks physically fit in photos. He also looks bright and seems to enjoy hanging around with others. Whatever he may have done, this treatment is inhumane. Above all, no-exercise and no-pillow do not make any sense. And why has this mind-cracking treatment been going on for seven months? It is unfair that he is not allowed to explain and defend himself in good condition.

Moreover, for many people all over the world, he is a hero. The mere fact that he exposed to the public the video showing civilians in Iraq, who show no intentions for battle, being killed and injured by shootings from an American helicopter is enough to make him a hero. At least the families of the two Reuters employees who were killed in the attacks now have the evidence of their loved ones' unnatural deaths thanks to his leak. And it is those Americans like Bradley Manning that make people in other countries love America.


sources: Bradley Manning's health deteriorating in jail, supporters say (Guardian) http://www.guardian.co.uk/world/2010/dec/16/bradley-manning-health-deteriorating Bradley Manning is being tortured (Newser) http://www.newser.com/story/107624/bradley-manning-is-being-tortured.html The inhumane conditions of Bradley Manning’s detention (Salon) http://www.salon.com/news/wikileaks/index.html?story=/opinion/greenwald/2010/12/14/manning Inhumane Treatment Of Pfc. Manning - Why? (The Young Turks) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DEKD3EbkVH0&feature=channel http://www.guardian.co.uk/world/2011/apr/10 Bradley Manning: top US legal scholars voice outrage at 'torture' ">/bradley-manning-legal-scholars-letter">http://www.guardian.co.uk/world/2011/apr/10/bradley-manning-legal-scholars-letter</a>

Supersonic/Electronic Weapon 不特定多数による長期にわたる原因不明の嫌がらせ（１）

180. 2010/12/14 There were few or no attacks I remember or noticed. Slept 7 hours straight.

181. 2010/12/15 A strong shocks on my head accompanied by flash in my eye came on after another a little while after I went to bed. I hear a GGGGG noise with those shocks.
When the shocks came, I was wearing earmuffs to block bothering low frequency noise from 201 or 202 and unnatural male coughing from 202. Shocks feel stronger when I am wearing earmuffs, but I could not help because of the annoyance. I took of earmuffs and made the gaps between the packed-cardboard-box wall against Room 202 I made the other day tight. Next shocks were to my shoulders and then hands, both of which caused them to twitch. Noises that usually accompany the shocks were unclear because of the low frequency noises.

182. 2010/12/16 Incessant strong shocks like rock-blows came on my head when I got to bed. So many that I do not remember how many. I d not know whether I fell asleep or faint. Strangely, I was not woken up at odd hours today. Slept 6 hours straight.

183. 2010/12/17 At around 3:30 a.m. after falling asleep around midnight as I got strong shocks on my head many times I was woken up by attacks on my head and a loud mechanic throbbing noise that might have been that of heater but sounded more like the continuation of the sound I often hear when I get those electronic/supersonic attacks. Unnatural, loud male coughs that often sounded intentional continuously heard for almost an hour. I got up around 4:30 and I read a book till 6:30 and tried to sleep again, which was disrupted by attacks, loud unnatural coughs, other noises of hitting or dropping something from eight side of adjacent rooms, and strange fine vibrations inside of my lower body that seemed to be caused by magnetic field coming from Room 202 (I used to have strong versions of this phenomenon around six months ago) every time I was falling asleep. I woke up or woken up at around 9:00 a.m. May be or may not be a coincidence, but I have a class to teach for the first time in a week today.

184. 2010/12/18 A noise that sounded like a video game which used to bother me almost every night till six months ago woke me up at around 3:30. I think there were many attacks when I went to bed last night and they were irregular, meaning that they were not like operated by one individual. After I was woken up at the odd hour, I was between sleep and non-sleep because attacks kept coming. Again, I felt the attacks were not from one person. I think I heard several chuckles in Room 202 when my hand in blanket lifted in an unnatural way like that of a marionette while I was half asleep. Other than the hand placed on my stomach in my blanket, the attacks concentrated on my lower body, which incidentally or not incidentally is more vulnerable to the attack because there are less packed cardboard boxes between my lower body and Room 202. Attacks on my head were rare unlike other nights. I also had a feeling that there were several people in Room 202. I woke up again at around 10:00 a.m., when I heard many people’s voices, not old, in both Room 202 and 203. When I went outside in the afternoon, I saw a plastic bag containing unsorted garbage such as plastic bottles, soft drink cartons, a large beer can, and things wrapped in supermarket plastic bags in front of my apartment building.

185. 2010/12/19 Woken up by something and noticed that a force that felt like magnetic field was around my head and the sound in my head was loud, a little bit wavy but not like it was in the summer, when it sounded like thousands of cicadas, at around 5:00 a.m. I noticed that I was wearing earmuffs but did not remember why.

Michael Moore and Wikileaks

I wish Michael Moore was my elder brother. He is funny, brave, and yet gentle. He has a softest heart. He mentions the pains of the American soldiers in Afghanistan who recorded that they did on command what they were not proud of themselves for doing, when he talks about Wikileaks’ leaks of confidential papers of Pentagon and the American embassy, before talking about other more well-known facts. I think he says this not just because he is American but because he has a strong empathy for the weak and sense of fairness. He says Wikileaks is going to help reduce loss of lives by providing information that can prevent terrorist attacks and wars based on lies. I agree. Probably it already has. Transparency prevents corruptions and plots as street lights protect people from thefts and violence.

Source: Michael Moore on Wikileaks on Countdawn with Keith Olbermann - 12/14/10 “Leaks don’t kill people, secrets do.”
http://www.michaelmoore.com/words/mike-in-the-news/michael-moore-on-wikileaks

Supersonic/Elecronic Weapon

177. 2010/12/11 Yesterday, I made a wall of cardboard boxes filled with books and clothes against the wall of Room 202, the room most of what I call electronic/supersonic attacks seem to come from. A wall of ten boxes covered the spot from which I often hear someone getting off or out of some kind of machine or chamber. When I got to sleep at around midnight, an attack came to my left hand wrist joint, Room 202 on the right hand side, making the hand rise in a second like a puppet hand rising. Then there was a short, strong and dry noise that sounded like something hitting something else in Room 204 and at the same time I felt a shock like an electric shock in my head. I think the same thing repeated a few times and I fell asleep. I do not remember the assaults from Room 202 as usual came. I woke up at 7:00 a.m. and I realized the sound in my head was really normal to the extent that I realized that even when I thought the sound was normal over the past several months they were not really normal, at least not as close to normal as it was today. I could get out of bed right after I woke up and I felt good. I had no headache, nor did I have a nausea. I could walk straight. My hands and muscles around my mouth still feel a little numb, though.

178. 2010/12/12 The frequency of the attacks was dramatically lower although the strength was not so different, probably slightly weaker, when I got them last night when I went to bed. When I woke up this morning, the sound in my head was loud and wavy and I was tired. I had a feeling that the electromagnetic force had been working for hours on my head instead of giving me strong shocks as I had been getting before I made a cardboard-box wall against Room 202 two days ago. During my sleep, I was woken up once around 5:00 a.m. and read a book for two hours or so. As time went by, I heard a person or two move in Room 202 every time I turned the page. The same thing happened in the same situation when I was studying three early mornings ago.

179. 2010/12/13 A lot of garbage that looked unsorted, in four or five large plastic bags, had been placed in the place for garbage collection in front of my apartment building, which I found on Saturday morning when I was leaving for work. I think they had been there since Friday or Saturday morning, not collection days. Although this happens rather often and I know I should not associate things easily, the garbage appeared right after I made the cardboard-box wall against Room 202 and the amount of the garbage is much larger than usual. I had few assaults last night although I was woken up around 5:00 a.m. by a monotonous noise that used to bother me almost every night till a year ago or an electronic/supersonic shock that was strong enough to wake me up but weak enough for me to realize I was hit by it. I felt the sound in my head was louder. With earmuffs on, I read a book for an hour or so. When I went to sleep again, I think I was hit by a few weak ones or bothered by male coughs that sounded intentional. I do not remember well. No, now I remember I felt my hand in blanket twitch and heard a loud male cough either when I was falling asleep again or in my sleep. Right after I wrote the last sentence, I heard male coughs in Room 202 several times.

Wikileaks' mirror sites: the most beautiful thing I have seen as far as I remember

2010/12/07 Wikileaks has kept me away from this blog and recording my problem (http://junglecrowsister.blogspot.com/2010/10/supersonicelectronic-weapon_24.html ) for more than a week, although I kept notes and will type them later after this paragraph. As a common person, I had a memorable experience of witnessing, through Twitter and other sites, the authorities hunting the truth-tellers around on the web while the mirror sites of Wikileaks mushroomed around both of them, around the world, and this morning I read major newspapers on both sides of the Atlantic finally have decided to back up the release of the “Cablegate” material 100%. “Game over,” they might say. I do not know. I am not a tech. Of course not everything is over and actually this might be the end of only a part of a long story, but the list of mirrors was the most beautiful thing I have seen as far as I remember : ) The article I read this morning is this:
Wikileaks: The internet ideal triumphs (Index on Censorship) (http://www.indexoncensorship.org/2010/12/wikileaks-internet-censorship-united-states/)

Another beautiful development of the Wikileaks story

Another beautiful development of the Wikileaks story other than the mirror sites of Wikileaks: Russian bloggers started a whistle-blowing site on the issues of their country related to the revelation. The related article is as follows: Russian blogger aims to lift lid on corruption (The Financial Times) http://www.ft.com/cms/s/0/7a387122-02f3-11e0-bb1e-00144feabdc0.html#axzz17aaSVHWY

Supersonic/Elecronic Weapon

176. 2010/12/09 A sensation like hitting a funny bone was on all joints for so long a time that I could not set really to study when I was woken up by the electronic/supersonic attacks as usual early in the morning at around 3:30 a.m. Even now, around 13:30, I have the strange feeling that I cannot make a full grip of my fist. I tried to go back to sleep but every time I started to fall asleep, the attack came, one of which was like something exploding on my head. Last night and the night before, of course there were attacks when I was going into sleep and while I was sleeping. I found that they felt more like magnetic field rather than beams that I have been experiencing for a long time. It seemed that when the magnetic field emerges or stops existing, the materials inside my body, especially those of my brain, reacted, causing me “hear” some sound like shooon! Talking about the shooon sound, one of the attacks this early morning had a rhythm and the same rhythm was repeated twice in exactly the same way. The rhythm was like SH! sh sh shoooooooo! They were repeated twice following SH! SH! SH! which had been repeated several times.

By the way, I started packing for moving out yesterday. I am moving into a new apartment on the 29th of this month. As I have written, I make this information open because I have a feeling my abusers know this. Right after I made the contract of moving last time, all the then abusers who had attacked me with noises and sounds left the apartment building, not only the ones in the rooms on both sides and under my room but also some other adjacent rooms of them. Instead of them and their noises, the ones I call supersonic/electronic attacks started and they followed me very smoothly and quickly when I moved before even though I had made my new address and the moving date secret.

Supersonic/Elecronic Weapon vs. Wikileaks

175. 2010/12/07 Wikileaks has kept me away from this blog and recording my problem (http://junglecrowsister.blogspot.com/2010/10/supersonicelectronic-weapon_24.html ) for more than a week, although I kept notes and will type them later after this paragraph. As a common person, I had a memorable experience of witnessing, through Twitter and other sites, the authorities hunting the truth-tellers around on the web while the mirror sites of Wikileaks mushroomed around both of them, around the world, and this morning I read major newspapers on both sides of the Atlantic finally have decided to back up the release of the “Cablegate” material 100%. “Game over,” they might say. I do not know. I am not a tech. Of course not everything is over and actually this might be the end of only a part of a long story, but the list of mirrors was the most beautiful thing I have seen as far as I remember : ) The article I read this morning is this:
Wikileaks: The internet ideal triumphs (Index on Censorship) (http://www.indexoncensorship.org/2010/12/wikileaks-internet-censorship-united-states/)


Now, hoping the day I do not have to do this will come soon, here I put my notes of my problem I have taken since my last blog.

Notes that I forgot to write in my last blog: A dried newt and a slim cigarette butt were thrown in through mail slits in my door and my mail box respectively. I had also found the cap of my fabric softener which is in the bucket on my balcony had been broken. Both happened sometime in November.

2010/11/25 Although I had never had fits since my birth and never in the day time after this electric/supersonic attacks started, for the first time my fingers had an unnatural twitch slightly on the train, which I could stop by effort. I remember I had my head attacked very hard or very often the previous night.

2010/11/26 Intentional coughs and loud strange voice of a male in Room 204. Put earmuffs but took off soon as I remembered that a strong shocks will come between ears when they are on. When I took them off, someone or some people moved in either of both Room 202 or/and Room 204. Rather big electric shock on my head and other parts. A very strong hit that made both of my legs have a big fit in odd hours. Woken up at around 5:00 a.m.. Studied till 7:30. Around 7:00, somebody left Room 202.

2010/11/26-27 Slicing sensation like light saber being wielded on my head and chest.

2010/11/27-28 Woken up around 3:30 a.m. , studied for 2 hours, and went to sleep again. When I was woken up around 8:30 a.m., the sound in my head, the one you hear when you pay special attention to the sound inside of your body, was loud and wavy in high frequency

2010/11/29-30 Woken up at 4:50, studied for 2 hours, and went to sleep again. at 10:13 a.m., hit strong as if hit by a rock. My head moved just like that and I woke up.

2010/12/01 Something caused tremor of fingers or hands while sleeping. Strong hits on my head. Woken up by a strong tremor on my right wrist at 7:00 a.m.

2010/12/02 Around 3:30 a.m., a loud noise that sounded like both human voice/snoring and a machine and that was rhythmic like the sound of a heart came from Room 202. Studied for 1 hour and went to sleep again. Had my fingers hit and fit frequently. When I woke up, the sound in side of my head was pretty loud and wavy, stayed in bed for 10 minutes and the sound became normal. At around 15:30, at the end of an hour of intensive study, which I newly started for an English test I will take next month, I noticed I had a sensation of being tapped in the bran. In other words, there was a continuous vibration in my brain. When stopped studying, it stopped once. A few minutes later, when I was recalling the experience with my hands on my head, I felt the same one in my brain, which stopped in a second. I felt nauseous for a while after that.

2010/12/03 Slept better than usual for 7 hours straight although I remember being attacked when falling asleep and woken up by attacks on my head and hands.

2010/12/04 A big attack on my left leg which caused a big fit when I went to bed. Incessant attacks while asleep. In the morning, an attack on the spot slightly below the third eye spot and above the point between eyebrows caused twitches of the muscles twice. I took off my eye cover and was attacked on the left face, the left leg, the right shoulder and some other places of my body, which caused the same magnitude of fits.

2010/12/05 Right after I went to bed and while still my eyes were open, something like electromagnetic force came to my head , causing some funny feelings. And the moment I began to fall asleep, a shock woke me up. My body, lying in a V shape sideways facing the wall of Room 202 with my electric warmer held in hands at my stomach at the point of the V, swung backwards suddenly. I heard my bed spring make swinging noises. I felt I was hit on the electric warmer and the impact blasted me backwards, swinging my whole body, but I am not sure. I might have been hit in the head.

On the morning of Saturday (2010/12/04), I had a glimpse of Room 202 and saw the person in there at that time. (People come and go in that room ― at least four different residents one after another in two years ― and it also seems that different persons visit the room (and probably Room 204, too) each night, for I have seen different people come out of or go into the room(s) alone many times.) A delivery man came to Room 202 when I was leaving my room. I heard a male reply to the delivery man in the room. It took for a while for him to open the door. From behind the delivery man, I saw a male, around 165 cm (5 feet 8 inches) tall and might weigh around 100 kg (200 pounds), stooping in front of the delivery man. The next moment, he looked up. A weakling face, that of a bullied rather than of a bully, was revealed in the dark. He squinted and blinked several times as if the sunshine was dazzling but something told me he was aware of my presence and avoiding to show his straight face to me. For a fraction of second, he saw me. Then he reached for the package the delivery man was holding, a white foam polystyrene box of about 50 X 40 cm (20 X 16 inches) size. he bent over it and behind him in the far back of the room was a light beige curtain hanging from the left top to the right bottom, making a beige trapezoid with its leg stretched towards the side of my room. Other than that I could see nothing. I felt uneasy hanging around there longer and left.

2010/12/06 Right after I got into my bed the night before, electric shock came several times. For some reason, I had a feeling that they were nor from Room 202. Then, behind the wall of Room 204, someone moved from side to side, from the side my head is to the other end. When I was coming home from work around 9 o’clock, I saw a woman going up the stairs of my apartment building. She did not look over 50 and was dressed as a young woman, wearing a maxi skirt, a long sweater, and a jacket, mainly in red. Her hair was a little curly and long. She went up slowly, looking around, and went into Room 202. I went to bed around 1 .m. but could not sleep because of the attacks. After having been attacked a few times and getting a rather strong one, I got up and started studying, when a sound came from behind the wall of Room 202 at the point of 1.5 m (5 feet) up from where my head was. The sound was like some one getting off a seat set in mid air, something metallic. It was also like the sound of a door opening. A little after that, someone was walking a couple of meters (about 6 feet) away from where the first sound was heard. The next day (today, December 7) I felt as if I had a concussion all night. I felt slightly nauseas, too.

http://junglecrowsister.blogspot.com/2010/10/supersonicelectronic-weapon_24.html

Class Supplement (Can business do anything, as long as it is legal, to make a profit?)

Case-in-point Material for TOEFL Essay Writing

Writing Topic:

Do you agree or disagree with the following statement? Business can do anything, as long as it is legal, to make a profit. Use specific reasons and examples to support your answer.

Case in point:

Health insurance companies in America make profits by “legally” denying coverage to the insured. When Michael Moore, the Oscar-winning movie director, took up this problem in his documentary “Sicko,” the industry had a smear campaign and “legally” succeeded in it in preventing America from having a government-funded health insurance system. In America, about 45,000 people die each year due to lack of health insurance coverage.

Material:

The Health Insurance Industry's Vendetta against Michael Moore (truthdig.com)
http://www.truthdig.com/report/item/the_health-insurance_industrys_vendetta_against_michael_moore_20101123/

Case in Point 訳：

アメリカの保険会社は被保険者への支払いを「合法的に」拒否することによって利益を得ている。この問題をマイケル・ムーア（アカデミー賞受賞映画監督）がドキュメンタリー「シッコ」で取り上げた時、業界は中傷合戦をはり、アメリカが政府財源の健康保険制度を持つのを妨害するのに「合法的に」成功した。アメリカでは保険がないことが原因で毎年訳４万５千人が亡くなっている。

Supersonic/Electronic Weapon 不特定多数による長期にわたる原因不明の嫌がらせ（１）

174. 2010/11/25 Slept about 6 hours. Woken up in between around 3:30 a.m. and read a book for two hours. Remember rather strong electric shocks when falling asleep and waking up. The first one last night had a big Zoooooon noise. Many of them gave me fits. Strangely, it seems that shocks give me fits more often when my hands are in my beddings. The last two shocks came when I was totally awake. It was when I was lying in bed after trying to get up once. One twisted my right hand which was placed on my bedding above my belly. The other gave me a blow like a rock. When I woke up I could not walk straight for a few seconds. I felt a drilling sensation on my skull and felt nauseas. I still feel them now at 11:25.

Supersonic/Electronic Weapon 不特定多数による長期にわたる原因不明の嫌がらせ（１）

173. 2010/11/24 I was able to sleep about seven hours last night, although sleep was disrupted several times by rather strong electric shocks and at one time I gave up going back to sleep and studies for an hour to make myself tired enough to be able to fall asleep despite attacks.

Supersonic/Electronic Weapon 不特定多数による長期にわたる原因不明の嫌がらせ（１）

172. 2010/11/23 I could sleep only for at most two hours in total last night because of the incessant electric shocks. Most of them came to my head but others came to joints and stomach. I had several hiccup-like twitches at the same time. I sometimes heard ggggg sound accompany the shocks. Those came to my head were stronger than usual and felt like bangs or explosions. I gave up sleeping past 5:00 a.m. Since then till now (22:30) I have not slept at all except for falling asleep for probably twenty minutes or so once *with my CD player placed facing Room 202 playing 80s electric guitarists’ performances (Night of the Guitar Live) at sound level four out of ten in the afternoon. I tried to sleep more all day but every time the shock came. The biggest one covered my head, chest and stomach and made me have a rather big fit, which might have looked as if I had a hiccup. It also gave me a faint optical illusion of geometric patterns for a second. Since I started sleeping with the bedroom light on, the shocks stopped giving me dramatic fits which I think could have clearly shown the fits are not due to disorder in me but due to something outside of me. I think I heard a giggle behind the wall of Room 202 right after the fit. With another electric shock to my head and torso at around 16:00, I gave up and worked.
*Usually, I am not a loud neighbor and so there is no possibility of this long lasting abuse being retaliation to noise on my side. I do not listen to music very often, especially without earphones, although I used to till around 43 years old. It just hit me two days ago (on Sunday) that if I play rather loud music all day my abuser(s) might not be able to take enough rest to abuse me at night with his/her/their electric/supersonic device(s) . But it does not seem to have worked while shocks have been stronger compared to those in the last two weeks. They can rest while I am out for work at least 7 hours. Also, it is possible that different people are doing this each night, for type of attacks are different, in property, strength, target body parts of mine as I have recorded by now.

Supersonic/Electronic Weapon 不特定多数による長期にわたる原因不明の嫌がらせ（１）

171. 2010/11/22 Went to bed a little after 11:00. Hit by electric shocks mainly in the head but I was sleep-deprived enough to fall asleep especially last night. Woken up by something around 3:00 and 7:30 a.m. but again fell asleep again easily each time though I felt electric shocks. Woken up around 10:00 a.m. by incessant electric shocks on my head, hand, arm, and uncle, sometimes twitching them. I took off my eye cover* and started falling asleep again when pains which felt like an electric centipede crawled on my eyes. I got up and felt like I had been hit in the head all night. I could not walk straight for several seconds. *I sleep with an eye cover because I have been sleeping with my bedroom light on after I found out that the electric shock becomes dramatically weaker when the light is on this spring. Before I used to get shocks that shake my whole body all night (when it was most violent, between last spring and this spring).

Supersonic/Electronic Weapon 不特定多数による長期にわたる原因不明の嫌がらせ（１）

170. 2010/11/21 Sensations which felt like being sliced in the center of my brain by a fine beam woke me up at around 3:40 a.m. after I slept several hours. When I went to sleep I also experienced electric shocks in my head and on my hand, which I ignored. I stopped to sleep with my back on the side table because I started having backache and moving like a 70-year old. I read a book till 5:30 and tried to sleep but the same kind of slicing sensations prevented me from falling asleep every time I was about to. I gave up and got up at 7:30, and stayed awake all day. I could not walk straight when I woke up. I do not feel sleepy now.

Class Supplement (TOEFL Essay Writing, High school students having part-time jobs)

Writing Topic
Do you think it is a good idea or a bad idea for high school students to have part-time jobs in addition to their studies?


For
実社会を知らないで勉強の動機付けを得るのは難しい。学生は時には働いて実社会を垣間見るべきだ。
Without any knowledge of the real world, it is difficult to get motivated for study. Students should get a glimpse of it by working once in a while.

自分で稼いだお金を使うのを楽しむという経験を通して、自立する気になりお金の大切さを学ぶ。
Through the experience of enjoying spending money they have earned themselves, they are encouraged to be independent in and learn the importance of money.

時間管理もまたアルバイトのおかげで身につく技術かもしれない。
Time management can be another skill that working part-time might help us acquire.


Against
実社会を見るために学生は必ずしも働く必要はない。家族や地域社会が彼らの現実だ。自分の属する社会の活動を見たり参加したりすることによって自分が何者なのか将来のために何をすべきか学べる。
Students do not necessarily have to work to see the real world, their family and community are their reality. By watching and participating in the activity of the society they belong to, they can learn what they are and what they need to do for the future.

私たちは学歴社会に住んでいる。そして学校は学生が実社会に出る前に資格を身につける手伝いをしようとしている。
We live in an academic-career based society, and school is trying to help students get equipped with qualifications before they go into the real world

余分なお金を得るためにマクドナルドで働くのに費やす時間は将来の職業のために勉強して使う時間と比べると余り生産的ではない。
Time spent working at MacDonald’s for extra money is less productive that spent studying for future career.

たとえパートでも、仕事は仕事だ。学生だからといって例えば中間テストのために仕事を中途半端にする言い訳にはあまりならないかもしれない。
Even though it is part-time, a job is a job. Being a student might not often be an excuse to do it half way for the sake of, say, midterm exam.

Supersonic/Electronic Weapon 不特定多数による長期にわたる原因不明の嫌がらせ（１）

169. 2010/11/17 Electric shocks weak but strong enough to wake me up and noises, including male voices, incessantly coming from Room 202 and probably 204 kept me awake last night. I think I slept at most three hours. I have a one-day substitution job at Chofu branch today. I do not know if I can do a decent job because I did not have enough sleep the day before yesterday, either. Probably I had only 6-hour sleep and I have been sleep deprived, around 5-6 hour sleep on average, for more than 5 years because of the electric shocks and noises made by my neighbors.
One thing strange that happened in the past two weeks was that the night of November 8th, there were no such disturbances I remember and I slept till noon the following day, which was the first time in years. The day (9th) was the first day of the police alert in Tokyo for G20 held in Yokohama.
After that day, things have been almost the same, although the electric shocks seem to have become slightly weaker and less often, except for additional nasty harassments at a swimming pool, which I visited on the 13th and 16th. I was grabbed by the middle of the inner thigh when my legs were in a folded position of breast stroke. I was set up to almost touch the groin of an old man for whom I kindly made room by swimming away from him so that he could come into the water and who, for an old man, amazingly quickly came to the direction I was swimming towards and set the part about two feet from my extended arm, from the tip of my fingers, and looked at me with a deviated smile when I stopped swimming and lifted my face. And I accidentally(?) contacted the bodies of other swimmers, strangely all males, with my arms, legs, the inner ankle, unusually very frequently－around five times in two hours each time. All happened in a not crowded pool in my neighborhood. Also, there were two males who spat in the water near me and there were two males, although setting the face in a designated hole, making a loud noise with their throats like Ghhhhhhhhhhkah Poh! right next to me. Right after the first unpleasant noise, I was stared at by 4 or 5 males gathered near me in a not crowded pool, and right after the second one, the man who made it laughed loudly, seemingly turning to me, which I coldly ignored in disdain and swam away from.
This past week was the worst in swimming pool harassment since June, when I started swimming for the first time in more than ten years. I stopped ten years ago because one day an old man came near me and spat into the water in front of me. That was around the time the harassment by infinite number of people for no reason I know of was beginning to intensify and grow in number although still limited to the area in and around the town I used to live in and the transportations I used to use to commute. Before, I had swum for 7 years or so and had experienced that kind of harassment only a few times. (I still remember an old man suddenly came close to me standing with my back to the starting point, and started back stroking. To start it he put his both arms next to each side of my body even though there was enough room next me for a person to start back stroking. All through the time, he was wearing an obscene smile. But other than that, I do not remember any strange experiences such as being grabbed or unusually frequently contacting bodies of other male swimmers.)
When I was grabbed by the middle of the inner thigh, which happened a few meters from the goal, I stopped and looked back. A rather tall, athletic-type male with a large skull and high cheekbones around 30 was standing and apologized, smiling frivolously. I walked away, called for the lifeguard, and told her what happened. She started walking towards the male. I went to a different zone of the pool and looked back. The male was saying something to the lifeguard, looking at me with a Bingo! smile. Pointing at the male, I said the same thing that I told her again in a loud voice so that others could hear and made a gesture of pinching between my thumb and the other fingers in the air. The male, strangely happily excited and broadly smiling, continued making an excuse.
Several other males gathered around him and started staring not at the male but me, eyes fixed on my face. I realized I had slid up my goggles when I spoke to the lifeguard. (I always keep my goggles on in a pool even while I am resting because I know perverse males enjoy looking at me or making me see them looking at me without goggles, and in fact some males even try to look into my eyes through my mirror goggles.) I put my goggles back on and swam to the other side, knowing that things would not turn better, if worse, for me. From long experience of being bullied by the mass, I knew the lifeguard would do nothing other than that. Actually I was thankful to her because she went over to the male and inquired him. And in retrospect I think I was lucky this time because if the lifeguard had been a male, there is a good chance that he would have harassed me by words, stares, mocking attitudes and so on. When I swam back, although it was between breaks, the already not crowded pool had even fewer swimmers. About 5 persons, including that male, had gone. Most of those left were males I think because there had been two females other than me before the incident. (Have you heard that in Japan there are grabbers who do their business in pairs or a group, some of whom have been actually arrested?)
Before I left the pool, I talked to the lifeguard again. She told me that the male had said that the line had gotten stack and he had been swimming looking at the bottom. If I remember correctly, there were three or four persons, including me, in every two courses on average at that time and I am not a slow swimmer. I sometimes unintentionally catch up with men who are slow or swimming slowly. “But it was not crowded, wasn’t it? ” said I, ”And I am not a slow swimmer.” She said nothing and kept smiling, looking at me but not really having an eye contact. She was viewing me. I repeated what happened again and I got the same reaction. I demonstrated exactly how and what part he grabbed me, with her leg. (I regret I did not ask her if it was Ok for me to touch her although it is not considered really offensive in Japan to do so without asking, although she also showed no reaction about that, and incidentally even though I have experienced that kind of rudeness countless times. I thought of asking permission for a second but I was too eager to explain and a little irritated by her no-reaction.) She again made perfunctory reactions, smiling and saying, “Ha..…(Well…).” I gave up and said I had reported that incident because it is said that if you do not report harassments, they (the culprits) will take it that you let them harass you. Her eyes shone and now she was looking straight into my eyes, with the expression which I have seem numerous times, whose meaning I have never comprehended, but which it is clear has nothing to do with respect or sympathy. I thanked her and left. A male lifeguard, short, massive, and clearly a bully, was in my way and viciously glaring at me. I fixed my eyes on him and kept walking straight toward him. We civilly passed each other.
One good thing about swimming is that since I started wearing a swimsuit with a stand-up collar, the number of males, including male lifeguards, who keep standing at the goal towards which I was swimming with a breast stroke and staring at me, or more accurately at my lower neck, drastically decreased.

Class Supplement (Globalization)

Topic: Do you agree that your country has become more similar to other countries because of modern communication and transportation methods?


Ideas and Expressions:

Top-down Development: from general ideas to specific ideas〈一般→具体〉

経済のグローバル化による物質面の均一化
The development of communication and transportation methods has enabled large corporations to spread the same products all over the world more thoroughly than before and boosted the homogenization of the world, at least materialistically. People in cities everywhere now spend most of their time surrounded by or using something western or American. They live in buildings made of concrete and steel whose interiors are filled with electronic appliances and modern furniture, wear clothes found in western movies, music videos, and fashion magazines, and eat meat-and-bread-based food served in western style dishes every day or at least several times a week. My country Japan is not an exception because it has been in capitalism for a long time.　交通･通信技術の発達は大企業が同一製品を世界市場に流通させることを可能にした。現在世界中の都市で西洋的生活様式が日常化しており、日本も例外ではない。
流行歌の西洋化
Trends in popular music reflect the changes of a society very clearly. Japanese tastes for pop music have become more similar to those of other countries than before. Japanese pop songs were slow and sounded like traditional folk music before, but now most of them are up-tempo and sound like American or British pop. It is clear that musical tastes of Japanese people are becoming similar to those in foreign or western countries and, since music affects many aspects of life, it can be said that our society is becoming more similar to those in other or western countries.　流行歌は社会の変化を反映する。日本の流行歌は以前より海外のものに近い。音楽は様々な面に影響を及ぼすので、日本人は西洋化してきていると言える。
This change has been caused by the development of communication and transportation methods. The pervasiveness of western music corresponds to the development of technologies. The change of media from the radio to TV to the Internet and more opportunities for concert tours enabled western music industry to market and familiarize its products to more people in my country. 音楽嗜好の西洋化はメディアの発達によって西洋音楽によりアクセスしやすくなった事と交通機関の発達によってコンサートツアーが容易になった事による。
近代化による西洋化
Since the Meiji Restoration, Japan has made efforts to modernize itself, and now it is one of the largest economies in the world. It is natural that it has become more similar to other developed countries in fundamental aspects of daily life such as housing and clothing. Therefore, there is no denying the statement that my country has become more similar to other countries. 　明治維新以来近代化を進めてきたので、全く西洋化していないとは言えない

Supersonic/Electronic Weapon 不特定多数による長期にわたる原因不明の嫌がらせ（６）

168. 2010/11/02 A force hit the middle of my spine, causing a strong jolt of my whole body on early morning of Monday, which was the climax of the last six days of severe sleep deprivation (disrupted, 5 or 6 hours on average, every night) and physical shocks and pains which seem to be caused by some electric/supersonic device behind the wall of Room 202 (next door). Because of this I was too tired to write this blog on Monday (last night) and went to bed earlier at around 11:30p.m. Strangely there were not any assault I remember, although when I woke up I had a feeling that some weak pulse-like thing had kept hitting my brain. I took TOEIC on Sunday for the first time in seven months. I had forgotten that harassment becomes harsher right before I take a test, but especially this English test. (I try not to take it seriously, but just in case it has something to do with the harassment I have been suffering, I will note the following: before the test, a woman sitting behind me kept making impacts that stung my head before I asked to be moved to the front row, where the woman diagonally behind me made strange voices several times during and after the test. These annoying behaviors were better than I have had in the past.) A good thing is that the substitution job at Machida is over and I do not have to commute and get harassed more harshly than other days on the way to and back from that branch.

Supersonic/Electronic weapon and long term harassment for unknown reasons by a large indefinite number of people

167. 2010/10/27 Slept with my head on the side table to avoid the electric shocks, which I incurred before doing so. Slept well until woken up by a cat which was temporarily deranged in a funny way at around 6:00 a.m., feeling happy about being woken up by a natural cause. Studied for an hour, fell asleep, woken up by three consecutive electric shocks, placed my head on the side table, and fell asleep. Slept until around 10:00 a.m., when big electric shocks caused strong fits several times in my head, hands, and legs. / An incandescent light bulb I bought today and set in my table lamp blinked a few times in the evening when I was working. I heard some sigh behind the wall of Room 202 when I looked up to see what was going on. The blink did not occur after that. I am going to sleep with not only the ceiling light but also the light bulb on tonight, although I do not expect much because miniature LED bulbs did not prevent electric shocks, which are pinpoint, before.

Supersonic/Electronic weapon and long term harassment for unknown reasons by a large indefinite number of people

166. 2010/10/25 Last night, an interesting phenomenon occurred. When I was trying to sleep with my head placed on the side table and facing Room 202, after experiencing last night’s first several electric shocks to my head placed on the normal position on my bed, a torrent of beam of electric/sonic/magnetic or whatever came from Room 202, came into my mouth which was slightly open, hit a part inside of my throat, and made a noise which resonated for a second. I think I heard chuckles of two people behind the wall. All night I got electric shocks, piercing pains, and fits in my head, hands, and legs. In between, I was woken up by something around 3:30 a.m. and studied for an hour. Around 8:00, a sensation in my brain, which was like a probing needle was twisting in the center of my brain, woke me up. I could not walk straight in the several steps, and had difficulty to keep balance when I had a little exercise 10 minutes later.

Supersonic/Electronic weapon and long term harassment for unknown reasons by a large indefinite number of people (before and now)

(Please read this before reading today's blog. 2010/09/21 I found a couple of YouTube videos that can be related to what has been happening to me over the past three and a half years, which sounds so unreal that even I myself doubt my sanity, although I have a sense that the source of this phenomenon is outside, not inside, of me .

The YouTube video titles are as follows:

1) Hypersonic Sound (Future Weapons)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5imaJwfJMZ8
(or Audio Spotlight featured on the Smithsonian Channel's SciQ http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0tY_EOYqoVs&feature=related; added on September 24, 2010)

2) Future Weapons Directed Energy
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bqqy-kFre8k&feature=related

I might have been hearing the sound and feeling sensations projected by the system in 1) for years and I may have seen 2) once.

I have been suffering from an unusual phenomenon including noises, beam-like sensations, and fits for over three and a half years.
For example:
1. You hear nothing outside of the apartment, whose building is famous for its thin walls, while inside you hear a blasting engine sound, head-splitting metaｌlic sound in rhythm, loud waving sound like the one from a huge commercial refrigerator, etc.
2.The source of the metallic noises cannot be identified. Blasting sounds and huge commercial refrigerator-like sounds come from a particular part of the wall. Beam-like sensations seem to have directions and I can point the source, a point in the wall, which varies depending on where I am.
3. The sound is stronger when you are lying than when you are standing. The strength of beam-like sensations varies regardless of my physical positions.
4. Concerning the metallic noise, you cannot escape from it perfectly, unless you close your earhole by pressing the skin around it with your finger, although earplugs soften the effect a little. Earmuffs do not work and sometimes seem they amplify the sound, probably because with earmuffs you hear more of the noises inside of your body and the noise is conducted from the floor through my body to my hearing organs.
5. The room often seems to have become a speaker.
6. Sometimes, the noise is not so loud but I feel pain or have convulsions in my eardrums.
7. The magnitude of the fits suddenly became smaller when I started sleeping with lights on in this early spring.)

I think some of these facts can be explained by the YouTube video 1)
I moved twice in vain to escape from this phenomenon. It started suddenly in the early summer of 2007. While I had been bothered by many kinds of loud noises that my next-door neighbors make at odd hours, and strangely right when I was falling asleep, these noises are totally different in nature.
They are not natural sounds but still seem to be manipulated by human beings.

The character of the noises I mainly hear have changed. Until recently, I was bothered mainly by noises. Now, the annoyance is more like a beam or a pinpoint electric-shock. The beam-like sensation started in the early summer of 2008, when I decided to move out in the coming October and when strangely right after that not only the residents on both sides but also three or four in the rooms on the first floor (my room, second floor) including the one right under mine moved out. From that summer and till now, during my sleep and especially when I was falling asleep, and recently while I am lying with eyes closed but clearly conscious, I have beam-like sensations or fits that seem to be caused, if there is something like it, what can be called an supersonic/electronic weapon. For some time, the states before and after the change overlapped. I think the first state (noises that I can hear) continued till this spring. The beam-like sensations first started as something like an electric shock between my ears or ear plugs. They become a little weaker when I unplug my ears. Now they also seem to stimulate my muscles all over my body especially those in my face, fingers, wrists, elbows, and ankles and make unnatural fits and lifts.

Examples of the phenomenon that I have experienced in recent years:
1. Something like an electric shock between my ears, or on other parts of my body, often accompanied by a low noise or vibration of my bedding.
2. With one, a geometric pattern in blue or red appears or appears to appear in my retina.
3. Sudden unintended jolts of my body.
4. Sudden unintended lifts or fits of my finger, arm, lower leg, or foot.
5. Sudden unintended puff of my breath often accompanied by my voice such as, "Eh."
6. Constant small vibration of my bedding which spreads from one point of the bedside wall, which lasts for hours and/or days until I have a crawling sensation in my blood vessels in the lower half of my body.
7. Pulse like sensation on my head and unnatural waving and becoming loud of the sound in my head, which is usually flat and sound like, you know, sheepish flows of electrons.
8. Headache, nausea, slurred speech, feeling of concussion, small blinks at the edge of my visual area when getting up, which lasts for several hours and which subsides better and faster when I go out and spend the whole/half day.
9. Once, something like an electric current covered all over my back giving stinging pains.

These phenomena do not have regular pattern of occurrence, other than the fact that they happen as if they are at someone’s disposal. One day, I only have fits on my upper body, from head to breast in order. Another day, right after I close my eyes, I feel like I am hit in the head and see a geometric pattern and incessantly have fits and sensations as if I am hit by a beam all over my body all through the night, or so but each hit differs in strength. Also, the degree of violence of them change when my neighbors change. Recently, people in one of the rooms adjacent to mine moved out and I realized the period when they were there was the most violent so far. The sources of the first type of unnatural metallic noises were often not clear, but other types of sounds like blasts or noise like the one from a huge refrigerator clearly came from either side of the room. The beam-like sensation came even when rooms on both sides had no tenants in the summer and autumn of 2008 and a few weeks ago this year. The only day I remember I did not feel anything strange was the first night after I moved into a new apartment in October, 2008. I had a sound sleep that night, but from the next day on the noises, fits, and sensations came back.

About 2), I once saw something like a lightning bolt in exactly the same blue-white color and the crawling line and branches come out of the top corner of the walls, one of which faces the balcony, and disappeared in a second before reaching my face. The only difference is that while the one in the video branches in three or four main current flows, the one I saw was basically in one current, with small branches. When I saw it I was awake. But this phenomenon is so unreal too that I told myself that it was either a delusion or part of my dream. I can convince myself that way because I have been sleep-deprived for a too long a time to be confident about my consciousness.

Things are getting better, but I have never slept eight hours or more straight for more than 5 years, including the days I was bothered by more common noises at night like a musical instrument (base), squeals of the wooden loft floor, or computer game noises, and my average sleeping hours are probably between 4 to 5.

When I do research of this problem of mine, I often encounter some notions that I do not believe possible in today's technology. And again this whole thing sounds too unreal to believe. But last night I found some real technologies that seem to have something to do with my experience, so I just decided to put them up here.)

165. 2010/10/24 After I wrote the previous blog early this morning when I was woken up by some strange noise which sounds like gggggggg and which makes my ear drums feel funny, almost painful, I went to bed and slept till past 9:00 when I was woken up by a fit in my hand, which I remember had occurred twice or so in my deep sleep and probably occurred in my head at least once too. I cannot tell that these fits were caused by an outer force because I did not feel any other accompanying electric, sonic, or magnetic phenomenon which usually does. But considering I have never troubled by fits since my birth, and I have been bothered by these phenomena for over three and a half years, I think it is possible they were from the same source which I suspect is behind the wall of the side of Room 202. Or probably I had fit because of the funny feeling, vibration, in my ear drums which came from Room 202. I got up, could not walk straight for a couple second. My teeth felt funny. When I put them together, I felt as if they were vibrating in a very fine move.
The following is harassments I got on Friday and Saturday outside of my apartment. They are not directly related to supersonic/electric weapons. I record them because these assaults seem to be related to harassments I have suffered over the past eight years or so, in some cases more. I recorded then in Japanese in the beginning of this series after the harassing had become less often and I had gotten time and some calmness to record them. (http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=9094139637570091888&postID=2638451042922365811, http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=9094139637570091888&postID=7989375236327738086, http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=9094139637570091888&postID=350873401819117818, http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=9094139637570091888&postID=3104530626232956853, http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=9094139637570091888&postID=2965330781389919204 ) Over the past three months, I seldom recorded them partly because I was very busy and partly because, although I kept being harassed, there were less ugly harassments. But after I had a change in my work shift and started using different train lines on different days, on Thursdays and Fridays, three weeks ago, I started having what I had started to forget again on my way to and back from my work. I do not want to spend my day off doing this (recording depressing experiences) but I feel I have to. This is a record of harassments done for a long time without any reason I can think of by indefinite uncountable number of people, who have nothing in common except for one thing that they seem to know me, despise me for some reason, and think it is Ok to do anything to me. Many of them open their cell-phones before, during, or after they harass me. This phenomenon peaked around 2006 when it started subsiding. On one autumn night, I noticed all people on a platform of Nippori station kept staring at their cell-phones without harassing me and got on the train drooping or still reading something on the phone, and after that day people started to change their expression and demeanor―they look like different people if you compare before and after they see the phone screen―after approaching and/or harassing me with an evil look and opening their cell-phone. Here are what I had on Friday and Saturday. They are much less than I used to get:

On Friday: In Yamanote-line, which was crowded but there was enough space between people, a young man took a step and pushed the left hand side of my bag which in turn pushed the left hand side of my back, took out his phone, and started looking at it. I said to him in a loud voice so that others could hear, “Don’t hit me on my bag with your bag intentionally,” to which he returned a hint of anger. A few minutes later, he had his tail between his legs and disappeared soon.
At Shinjuku Station, a man in his 50’s took a detour, instead of going to the ticket machine in a bee line, and grazed me on the left hand side of my back which in turn grazed the left side of my breast when I was at the ticket counter. I shouted at him, saying, “Don’t come and pass to graze me, pervert!” He turned around and looked at me, shocked, but said nothing and fled.
On Odakyu line from Shinjuku to Machida, I was in the last car and standing at the door second from the back. A man in his 20-30s in dark suit and well groomed on the other side of the car looked at me with a weird smile, put his bag on the floor, took out a tablet computer in a ritual-like manner, and started stroking it. A twittering sound was heard and other people around him stirred a bit, one middle aged woman who looked like a housewife looked at me a second and close her eyes. After a while, he put the tablet back in the bag with a sullen look. A male student came wondering in a circle with his phone near the spot where I stood. There was a young lady next to me, she seemed to have noticed his and made a little gesture of being alerted. He shifted the center of the circle and kept making the strange move. I moved to the spot between the door and the backdoor. He took my space. After a while, he said something in a small voice and kept looking at the phone. I moved to the back door. When I saw him about ten minutes later, he seemed to be sobbing but I am not sure.
A businessman came in and stood in front of the door next to me with his back facing me, and after a while a couple came in and the man, who a few minutes after he stood there bumped his bag on to mine and turned around and looked into my eyes with and an euphoric obscene aggressive smile, stood very close to me, although the car was not so clouded. Behind me, were two women in their 30-40s with carts and packages, one of which was placed right behind me I was in a tiny triangle of the man, the couple, and the women., for the next 20 minutes or so. I could have moved and these days I do so when I see it coming, but I just stood there to see what would happen next. The man of the couple gradually stood away every time the train stooped. Finally, after several stops and a stop before Machida, he made a space enough for me to go through, which I did and stood in front of the door on the opposite side, found the girl made a euphoric smile, with her eyes fixed on me, which made me sick. I said, “These two are sickening,” and started to walk toward the next car. I noticed the only part where I was was crowded and I found a seat in the next car.
At my destination, Machida Station, I walked 10 meters behind the crowed going down the stairs. When I reached the top of the stairs, I saw the crowed going down the stairs at an extremely slow pace－the pace of the funeral march. There no one who seemed to have a physical problem to go down stairs and the stairs were around 7 meters (23 feet) wide. I started walking down but wend up a few steps and found a young office worker coming behind me with his eyes fixed on me, started looking around, and looked puzzled. He looked at me with the puzzled look and went down without looking at me. (Before, not an odd office worker, but a bunch of people with an Oyaji (middle aged man) with nasty smile on top would often come rushing down behind me, driving me to elbow through the crowed saying, “Sumimasen! (Excuse me!), to which pushing back or briefcase brow used to be returned as a rule.)
On my way home, in the Odakyuline, a middle aged man kept looking at me, his neck twisted diagonally from his body and his face fixed on me, not moving at all from the time the express train was at the station waiting for the passengers to get on for a few minutes and a few minutes after the train started. I turned around to made sure nothing except me was in the direction of his site and to show him I am bothered by your look several times when I noticed his stare at the station. About five minutes after the train started, the conductor started his round. I told him that the man kept looking at me in a manner as if he knew me in a loud voice so that others could hear me. The man shouted, saying that I had not in dirtier vernacular. He did that twice, the second time scary enough for the conductor to move to him to say something. The conductor went back to his station in the back. Nothing happened after that although at the next station there was a loud thumping sound n front of the door next to me.
On Yamanote line, a business man around 30 with a sadistic smile came very close to me in a not so crowded car. I slipped away, he took my space, and I moved to the next car, where I heard a young man, who stood with his friends opposite me in the next car, go, “E, Majide! (Why. Are you sure?” Of course he may have been talking about their business but similar thing happens very often in the same situation.
On Keseline between Nippori and Aoto, I was in the last car and standing in front of the door between the next car. I looked in it and saw a tall “handsome” businessman around 30 standing tow other businessmen in the middle of the car spotted me and kept staring at me while taking our his phone from his pocket. I stood with my back facing him. After a while, I checked him and found him walking toward me. I move a few meters and stood in front of the door with my back facing him. I knew he would stop when he saw no other people were interested in me, although a few were staring at the phone quietly. Before, that kind of people would keep following me car after car.
At Aoto station, when I was walking down the stairs, two young women in front of me kept walking very slowly at the pace of the wedding march. As they left no space for me to pass them I followed them. A young man, who had been wondering around me on top of the stairs followed me with his body making a weird move, while looking around. When we approached the floor and could see an ordinary platform on Friday night which was rather quiet with no drunken man roaming, the ladies suddenly started walking fast and disappeared and the young man fled, looking around.
At a convenience store, at the cashier, a tall young man approached me with a mean grin. I stepped away saying, “Why is he wearing a light smile? It’s sickening.” No other person bothered me. The man became drooped and left. (I noticed I have been reporting only about young men and women. Before the major abusers were old and middle aged men. I think almost all of them have had their turn to harass me).
On my way to work, incidentally, I saw what I had not seen for years probably decades, humane faces of Japanese businessmen. At Nippori station, the crowed started forming in front of me, I tried not to take it personally but when a couple of young men who had been chatting in rather loud, excited voices, dashed from their seat and joined the back of the crowed, a switch was turned on inside me and I started singing the theme song of Darth Vader. (I used to do this, every once in a while, around 2007, when a bunch of businessmen in dark suit with sadistic, openly obscene smiles approached me brandishing their briefcases. I remember doing it three times, including the one I did behind several young business men who had done nothing to me, which I regret. I am sure I did not do it more than ten times in those days. I had stopped doing it for a while but recently started doing again, but this time even to people who are not businessmen but who are clearly abusive or mean to me. Not so often anyway because I hate myself doing this.) The crowed froze and got off the car, and after them, two middle-aged businessmen, who, before, would have hit me in my leg or gestured to do so with their briefcases or who would have looked at me in obscenest ways, extremely excited, came slowly and got off, both of whom looked at me sideways with crying, imploring faces, not the Is-she-crazy-or-not faces, which I might make if I saw a small middle-aged woman standing alone suddenly start singing Darth Vader’s Theme in a train at a hub station.

On Saturday: On my way to work, on Keisai line, a woman sitting next to me suddenly stood up and went to the other side seemingly to talk with her partner, when several other passenger who had been looking at me in a weird look suddenly lit up, especially an old man whose eyes had been fixed on me, released an exclamation point silently. I looked at the side where the woman was sitting and found the next person was a male, who seemed not to care what was going on. I looked at the old man again. He was probing something in me with his eyes. I sighed and started studying. After a while, the man sitting a-person away from me made a cough and moved his butt. I could tell it was not so much a harassment but an ego presentation, for what I could not tell. Before, if a man sat me, he would have either pushed me on the side right next to my breast under my arm with his fingers or elbow, moved his butt in a weird way, kept re-sitting, or put his arm on the back of the seat behind me.
On Hanzomon line for the center of Tokyo, in a not crowded car, a couple came rather hurrying and took the space in front of the door opposite me, the girl standing precisely the opposite of me. Four women sitting on my side looked at the couple and stole a look at me, while before they would have wore angelic smiles and kept looking at the couple and me in turns openly, and the same used to happen when middle aged men or women saw a couple or woman with a baby near me, some stat chatting about the baby in a loud voice with the parent(s) who were clearly strangers. Let me remind you that Japanese hardly ever chat with strangers, especially on trains in Tokyo. And I saw this only during these harassment years.
I took a seat. The train had very few vacant seat but the space in front of doors were almost vacant, but a young middle height slender good-looking businessman stood in front of me, even though I was probably the least decent looking and not the youngest woman along the same seat. He stood there in a strange posture of sticking his hips to one side to another. After a while, he started stumping the floor in front of me with his heels, making a strong shock on the floor and a hard sound. Then another young man with a cap came up to me, started loaming in a small circle next to the business men. Now an officially odd gathering in a not crowded train was in front of me, so I looked up and looked around, saying, “Kimochi-waru (It’s sickening).” My eyes met a young rather tall woman who looked like a volleyball player standing on the other side of the men in front of the seat. I said, “Ne (aren’t they?” to her so that she could see that I did not mean to say she was sickening. She kept looking at me, emotionless, with an animal-like straight stare. I could tell that she had not seen her cell-phone, yet, after which most people turn to normal as if exorcized. Other passengers were looking at me in more or less the same way as the woman did but at the same time to me they looked a little disappointed to see me not upset. When the train came close to the station I was going to change trains, another young man in camouflage pants came up to me and stood in the corner between my seat―I was sitting at the end―and the door, with his butt sticking to me between the pole and the wall. When the train started slowing down, the businessman stood behind the camouflage man. I did not see the man in a cap was still there or not. I stood up and started walking to the next door. The woman who had been standing at the end of the seat started coming towards me, probably to take the seat I was sitting. When we passed each other, we bumped, even though I was walking side way and furthest from her.
On Nanboku line, I was standing right in front of the door and when the to get off at the next station. When the train started to slow down, I felt something hit my bag rather hard, which hit my side on the left side. I turned around and found an old gentleman dressed well standing pretty close to me with his hands put in front of him. The train was least crowded. Although most seats were taken, the space between the doors was empty. At that moment no one other than me and the old man standing like a kindergartener, though slightly taller than me, sticking to me. I said, “Excuse me, but don’t you apologize after you hit me?!”in a loud voice so that others could hear me. The man said, “E? A,a,a,aaaaa. Su, sumimasen. (Why, ah, I am sorry).” He was still standing almost in the same position, even though his upper body was a little away from me, so I said, “And why are you standing so close to me?” The man stepped back, while some middle aged women started gathering behind him with a criticizing look at me. I got off.
At Nagatacho station, which was where I got off to work, when I started walking up a narrow stairs where two people could barely stand side by side, I say a couple with wide smile show up on top and coming down side by side. I was on the left hand side and they were on the right hand side with the man near me. I saw the man carrying a baby. As we came closer, they kept walking side by side, with an open smile and eyes fix on me. When the distance between us came to the point where usually people form a line if there are some one coming from the opposite in such a narrow stairs, the man did not move and kept walking down next to the woman, with a wild smile which I secretly call a DV smile. I walked sideway and slid the space between the wall and the man. I looked back and again, the switch was on and I started singing Darth Vader’s Theme. It seemed that their backs became stiff. They did not turn around. They walked down several steps and man seemed to say something and the woman said something in a strident, “kawaii-est (cutest in the Akihabara-otaku culture sense)” voice. When I came out of the stairs, a businessman, who had just started walking, with his back facing me, seemed to wipe his face, which gesture I rather often see used in front of me, although I do not know why they have to do so, since no one explains to me what has been going on and what is making them drop tears to see me, who was the object of fun abuse for them till recently. I remember a middle-aged business man bowed repentantly before he got off the train a couple years ago, though. He did not say anything, either.

Supersonic/Electronic weapon and long term harassment for unknown reasons by a large indefinite number of people

164. 2010/10/24 Woken up around 3:30 a.m. by some gggggggg noise from Room 202, which left funny feelings in my ear drums and the sound in my head waving in very small frequency cicles. Friday night (2010/10/22-23), I slept around 2 + 2 hours. Got home around 11:00 p.m. and went to bed around 12:30. Too alert to sleep until 2:00, when got the electric shock in the head just when I started falling asleep. Switched my head position on to the side table, locating my head further from Room 202. Electric shock started coming to head, hands, legs, some causing twitches. (I know that perception cannot be 100 % objective, but it is certain to me that these feelings and sensations come from outside of me. These things do not happen when I am outside of my room., and rarely when I am awake. At 4:20 ggggg sound woke me up and I put earmuffs on. Lay awake thinking and maybe slept a little and soon woken up by a big GGGGG noise at 7:30 a.m. Tried to sleep again but a sensation like an air gun shot between my ears kept coming. Took off earmuffs and may be slept a while. Woke up at 10:00 a.m. Felt like a zombie all day. Dragged my feet sometimes.

Supersonic/Electronic weapon and long term harassment for unknown reasons by a large indefinite number of people

163. 2010/10/22 Woken up at 2:45 a.m. by a strong shock on/in my head which felt like being hit with a grapefruit-sized rock. Studied till 5:00 and went to bed again. Right after that started a noise like a loud male snooze. Wore earmuffs and strange sensation like air-gun shot between my ears happened twice or three times. Pulled the side table close to my bed, put my pillow on it, and again tried to sleep. A week electric shock came to my head, and slight vibrations in the veins of my lower legs. Woke up around 8:30 with a construction-site noise. Felt very dizzy and could not walk straight the first several steps.

Yesterday, the third Thursday since one of my work days at Shibuya branch shifted to this day, on my way to work, not so many weird business men flock between Otemachi and Mitsukoshimae train stations as they did last week, but when I gave up my seat to a senior man, he strangely got excited and stack his hands, palm-leaf-open, towards my breast, almost touching them if I had not slid away from the seat, as seemingly a gesture of rejection, eyes glittering, saying, “Ye, ye, ye!,” “No, no, no.” Japanese, especially old people, do not gesture often and as a sign of rejection we also do not stick out wide open hands towards the other party’s breast. I shouted, “Don’t touch me!” and went towards the door.

On my way home, on Hanzo-mon line, a man who looked like a South Asian came up to me in a least crowded car and started looking at his phone while staring at me. I stared back, thinking I would shout if he did it again. He did not and instead frozen and got off at the next stop with his phone open. A few minutes later, after I moved to another car after avoiding some abusive, a tall slender good-looking young guy dressed in a dark suit, rushed towards me, sticking opened phone towards me, with his head fixed to its screen, and when I shouted, “Kichi-guy!,” “Mad man!,” which is one of the words I use these days to fend off further harassment when one of these abusive crowd starts doing this kind of intimidation, he looked up with a wired aura, and looked into my eyes with animal-like straight stare with some kind of purpose, changed course, and sank into the vacant seat in the corner. I moved to the door, where another young guy standing with similar weird aura looking at his phone. I looked around, there were about 5 or 6 of them doing the same, while other passengers, who used to do the same before, some of them till really recently, stood straight or pretend sleeping in the seats. I decided to get off the car at the next station, a young lady stood next to me before the doors opened, turned around, and stared the first young guy in the seat for seconds before getting off.

On the next train to my station, an old man looked into my eyes with a weird smile, as if he knew me and had seen my anything embarrassing thing, several times. After shouting and asking if he knew me and accusing him of looking at me like that I moved to the next car. The man, who first blushed slightly and started moving his fingers in a strange way when he realized that I was standing within his sight, or vice versa, turned white and stopped moving his fingers after several stations and no one abused me.

At my station Aoto, when I started walking on the platform, I saw around ten turn around and spot me, like “Here is that comedian girl on TV!” When I went up to a narrow space between the edge of the platform and the wall of stairs, 7 to 10 guys came rushing from the other side with their eyes fixed on me, some with robot like stare which is fixed a little diagonally to the right above me. There was little space between each of them. If everyone, including me, had walked straight ahead, I would have touched at least one of them. I thought of twisting my body and walk slightly side way, which I used to do when this happened before, and remembered at least one of them would touch me anyway. I shouted, “What in the world is going on? (Nannan-desu-ka ittai?)” a second before I passed the first two closely walking ones, and they parted. I walked through them without touching any, without being hit by their briefcases or without being pretended to hit me…well may be they did so but I did not look. When all of them were gone, I looked back and saw another similar bunch following me at the same speed, on the front a well-built guy, who is probably usually a nice-looking or taciturn athletic type, with a brutal grin moving his shoulders and arms like those of Bluto in Popeye. As I had reached the end of the narrow space and the top stair, I went down. After walking down several steps, I went up several steps and found the crowd was dispersed and a few guys, including the Bluto, meandering purposelessly, as if they cannot find what they had expected to be there－before, another crowd used to wait for me around the stairs or followed me down the stairs while those before me going down unnaturally slowly, making me either harassed by the crowed behind or elbow through forward being harassed anyway. ― I now regret that I used to say, “Excuse me,” when I elbowed through, for now I know they enjoy making me say that. ― There was one stout man who looked like the remainder of those, practically most people, involved in that “practice” or “ritual” of them going down in front of me. I said, “Japanese are oni kichi-guy (pitiless maniacs), aren’t they?” to nobody.

― I know I demeaned myself with this statement. It might have been better for me to say, “These activities are insane and pitiless,” if I could not help saying something. I know I should not generalize and these words are strong. The following is my excuse and/or justification. I am Japanese, so this is not an ethnic bias; given that I have been alienated by my people, in essence it is an ethnic bias, though. I started using the word kichi-guy, or mad man (actually this word should be spelled kichigai and it means not kichi-person but ki-chigai or mind-gone-wrong, although it is pronounced like kichi-guy), to repel attackers about three years ago. It took me more than five years to come up with the word after the onset of full-dress mass harassment for no reason at least I know of, mainly because I am not very perceptive. To avoid meaning people who suffer from mental disorders, I started putting adjectives such as iji-no-warui or mean before kichi-guy and finally ended up with oni, which originally means demon and is used to mean a merciless and cruel person. Oni is a noun and using this noun to modify another noun is a misusage in Japanese just like saying “demon mad man,” but I could not come up with a better adjective and I doubt anyone else can. I think it is an accurate description for my part. People seem to enjoy harassing me especially when they have the opportunity to remind me of the fact that I am single, childless, getting old and without any love-life, about the last one of which they seem to have some confused or conflicting ideas but this is not the point now. I came up with the word oni two years ago after I had repeatedly seen young mothers give me a blood-curdling “angelic” smile, with their eyes fixed on me and not smiling at all, when they push their baby-cart, change course toward me, and stop it right next to my foot or when they pass as close to me as possible when they cannot park their baby cart right next to me or when they turn their baby cart unnecessarily in a big circle and almost graze my foot before they get off the train car after sitting opposite me staring at me with a smile of satisfaction all the time, after I had seen older men and women seem to enjoy seeing young mothers do those things to me or looking at me and a young couple standing close to me, most of whom conspicuously being flirtatious to each other, after I had seen young women look into my eyes with devilish joy and young men laugh saying that I had expired as woman after signs of aging clearly showed up on me, after people euphorically keep staring at me when the train passes the station where around 2004 my then boyfriend lived and moved out of the apartment because of the landlord’s plan to demolish the building right after I had moved to a nearby station, after I remembered being told over the past fifteen years or so the phrase “hebi-no-namgorohshi (keeping a snake half alive)” by a few men, who without fail were extremely excited in a strange way and smiling in a devious way, after I remembered being told when I was in my middle and late thirties the phrase “hito-no-fukou ha mitsu-no-aji (someone else’s misfortune tastes like honey)” by a few women, most of whom young women, who without fail looked at me in the eyes with evil and satisfied smiles, and after I had realized that the more I became pathetic in their eyes, the more these people enjoy harassing me. I have seen 99.999…% of human beings I encountered, mainly Japanese, act “as,” not “like,” pitiless maniacs. Japanese people have a strong tendency to become extremely brutal and mean under a certain circumstance, and I have seen this phase for over eight years. I am suffering from the scar caused by this experience. I am sometimes at a loss of how to handle the fear, humiliation, and disenchantment I have gone through. Anger and hatred resurge when the same kind of harassment is repeated. And I have been sleep-deprived for more than 5 years, more than half of which are the years of incredible phenomena that seem to be caused by high-tech devices, about which I cannot talk because my sanity will be doubted. At any rate, I hope I will not say the same thing again. ―

A high school boy with earphones who were walking a few stairs up looked at me with a sadistic expression. I walked down and stepped on the descending escalator, which I used to avoid because of abuses by those who pass me but not anymore at this station, and no one bothered me then either. About 3 meters before it reached the first floor, the high-school boy came down from behind and passed me with his head down.

Supersonic/Electronic weapon and long term harassment for unknown reasons by a large indefinite number of people

162. A strange smell like tobacco but not tobacco－cigarette smoke gives me pain in my respiratory organs but it did not －came in around 10:30 p.m. last night when I lay on my bed and started reading. I turned on the air conditioner. One hour later, I turned it off and again the smell started. I slept with the air conditioner all night. I slept about seven hours. This morning I feel better than usual. I do not remember if I had the electric-shock-like assault last night, although I remember when I turned on the air conditioner the second time, a sound like someone getting off a deep seat or getting out of a booth was heard at around five feet above my head behind the wall of Room 202, which I heard once before. If the thing behind the wall has a seat, it seems that a middle build man was on it today and a small woman was on it last time.

Supersonic/Electronic weapon and long term harassment for unknown reasons by a large indefinite number of people

161. 2010/10/20 Almost at the same time with noise sounding like ggg behind the wall of Room 202 came rings of pulse and hit my head, giving it a strong shock. I was lying awake on my bed staring at the wall. I could spot the radius of the ring of the pulse－it was the size of a basketball or a little bit larger. It was last night before I went to bed and after I went to bed till I slept, incessant assault of electric shock stronger than usual and strong enough to give me pain but not strong enough to twitches of the parts of my body they hit. I think I heard the high woman/machine tone a few times again while I was in deep sleep. I went to bed around 12:30 and woke up/was woken up at around 4:30 a.m. Studied for a while and went to bed again. This time, strange vibration started coming toward my lower body from Room 202 and I sometimes felt piercing pains in my butt and calf. Had some shocks in my head, too. When I woke up and got up past 10:00 a.m., I felt dizzy, especially in my frontal robe. I felt as if I had had a concussion. While writing this, at 11:56, I have pains like thin needles in both of my lower legs.

Supersonic/Electronic weapon and long term harassment for unknown reasons by a large indefinite number of people

160. 2010/10/19 Sunday night, the electric shock thing was more often and stronger, many of them caused twitches of my feet and hands, with which I felt piercing pain. I was woken up by what I thought was a high voice of a female which repeated three times and dragged me out of deep sleep at around 7:30 a.m.. I do not remember I had anything last night. I was too tired to sleep and kept awake till past three a.m. and went to bed. Strange vibration to my ear drums made me earmuffs for a while in the morning. In the evening, when I was eating and watching TV, suddenly, a strong shock came right in the middle of my brain and I felt as if my body sank a little for a second. / Last Thursday, around 10:00 p/m/, in the last car of Odakyu line for Tokyo, a man sitting opposite me, tall and well build in his 30-40s, suddenly stack his bottom and opened his legs wide, and about 10 minutes later or so, he then stretched his legs straight towards me, leaving a foot and a half wide space between his soles and my feel. He kept the position for probably 10 minutes or so till I said in a vice loud enough for other passengers to hear, “Excuse me, but do you usually stretch your legs this way?” People, who had been in the I-am-tired-leave-me-alone position, looked at us and he folded his legs. When stain came close to the last stop, he did the same and in a second a man, who looked like a professor in his thirties and who had been looking at his phone all the time, came and passed the space between his feet and mine quickly and went to the next car. Yesterday, around 10:00 p.m. on Hanzomon line, I was at the door, slouching a little and studying. Suddenly, I felt something warm on my right shoulder and turned around, finding a 30-40 year old salary man hanging on to the strap was standing in the way his upper body covers my right back. The train was not crowded and there are many other places a man could stand or hold on to the strap comfortably in the car, so I shouted again loud enough for others to hear, “Excuse me, why are you standing extremely close to me when there is much space. It’s sickening,” while I moved away to the next door on the opposite side. Some passengers looked at him, others looked at me with artificial hostile criticism with a little hint of deviant joy. Train came close to the last stop, some passengers with odd moves started gathering between me and the door on the other side and one short and chubby man passed the space between the last person in the crowd and me, with a strange smile. These thing used to happen several time a day, seven days a week. These days, when I use trains at different time or on a different day or use a different line. and the magnitude of strangeness was much larger. It was scary and for some reason humiliating. Often the person that pass the space, gestured to touch me or laughed in obscene ways, or, in the case of a salary man, made gestures of hitting me in my thigh or calf with his brief case. They used to actually hit me that way before I started accusing them for doing it in front of others in a loud voice.

Supersonic/Electronic weapon and long term harassment for unknown reasons by a large indefinite number of people

159. 2010/10/17 At around 4:30 a.m., a pulse and a sound in monotonous rhythm with faster pitch pushing my ear drums woke me up. They seemed to come from Room 202 or below (Room 104.). I kept my eyes closed and in a few minutes, suddenly the pulse and sound stopped, leaving a vibration like the one a mortar makes when it stops. A car engine made a noise and drove away within a block from my apartment. My ear drums were tired and strange sensation remained in my ear for 20 minutes or so, keeping me awake until finally I gave up to go back to sleep again and started studying and working. Between 9:00 – 11:00 a.m., a strange smell which is like that of tobacco but different, flew in at least twice. I opened the balcony window and found there was no such smell outside. The electric-shock like sensation comes almost always I am trying to sleep. Last night and right now (at 13:02 when I tried to take a nap) the thing was like a sharp razor blade slicing my brain from top right into the center. When I got up, an intentional cough of a male was heard in Room 204. In the morning, when I got up to eat, in rooms on both sides there were noises that people started moving. After I wrote the last line and the moment I went back to study on my bed, a cough of a male was heard in Room 202. After writing this last line, I climbed onto my bed, lay down, worked, and fell into sleep for what I felt a second or so and a big fit came to my head and then a bigger one to my left foot, a very big jolt. I noticed that I had switched off the lights of my bedroom－before I started sleeping with lights on, the jolts like the ones I had right now used to come incessantly almost all night and some were big enough to bounce whole body of mine. I turned on the light and lay, and a low machine like noise started. As I was wearing earmuffs, I cannot tell where it was from. Now I hear a noise like that of the air conditioner, although I made sure that either air conditioners of the rooms on both sides of my room was working.

Class Supplement (早稲田国際AO入試直前の注意点）

受験直前の注意点



毎回熱心に授業を受け努力して力をつけてこられた今の状態を崩さず更に受験日までパワーアップするにはどうしたらよいか私なりに注意点を考えてみたので参考にしてください。





これから受験当日まで

☆過去問の解き直し：　正解しなかったもののみ、添削された答案や模範解答を見たあともう一度解きなおしましょう。



☆苦手分野のチェック：　苦手分野の問題は解くたびに落ち込むので試験直前には回避しがちですが、最もチェックが必要です。直前まで学び続ける姿勢を崩さないことです。今まで知らないでいた常識などを発見した場合、「こんなことも知らないのではだめだ。」と思わず、「テスト前に知ることができてよかった。」と考えるようにしましょう。やる気が出ないときは本番でその苦手分野が出題されて困っている自分を想像してみてください。その時のつらさを回避するために前もって苦手分野をチェックするのです。



受験当日　《当日の注意点ですが普段から注意して習慣にしておきましょう》

☆小手先の技術で切り抜けようとしない：　早稲田国際AO入試の筆記テストも基本的には英語のテストです。見られるのは英語の読解力と表現力及び国際政治・経済の知識です。実力を見られるのであって要領のよさではありません。要領よく解こうとするよりも、本文と問題を正確に読み取り、筆者の一番言いたいことと質問のポイントを理解することに集中しましょう。良い解答の第一歩はそこからであり、それができれば7割とれたも同然です。（もちろん反論や具体例などで重要でないところは流し読みするなどの時間の節約は大切ですが、これも内容を理解することによってどこを流せばよいかが分かるのですからまずは内容理解です。）また、解答欄が余っても余計なことは書かないようにしましょう。減点されかねません。うまく最後をまとめる練習は普段からしておきましょう。解くときの優先順位は　１）理解　２）内容　３）量でよいと思います。



☆ポイントを先に書く：　普段やっていないのに本番でやってしまいそうなミスが出だし部分にこだわることです。筆記問題の解答ワード数はTOEFLエッセイの3分の１程度なのですから前置きは不要です。また論じ方の説明や問題文の内容の繰り返しも要りません。1行目でストレートに言いたいことを書いてください。詳細はそのあとに書きます。そのほうが時間配分もしやすくなります。最後はできればまとめの1文をつけましょう。



☆要約問題は簡単な言葉、個性を見せる問題は精一杯の語彙で解答する

内容を問う問題（要約問題）は内容を理解していることを示すことが大切です。簡単な言葉でよいので理解したことを自分の言葉で表現しましょう。自分の経験・知識を使って答える問題の場合、経験・知識＝語彙なのですから出せるものは全て出しましょう。【簡単にまとめる／個性を発揮する】のメリハリをつけた解答にしましょう。



最後に：　あれこれ心配するよりも少しでも多くの時間を準備に使いましょう。これだけやったんだから後は何とでもなれと思えるところまで準備すれば気持ちよく本番に望めます。

Class Supplement (早稲田国際AO入試 Extra Questions)

☆Extra Questions:
What can we learn from the decline of the United States?
We can learn that the following phenomena are bad signs.
♦Too much government spending on military and war (Iraq and Afghanistan, War on Terror)
♦Huge national debt ($12 trillion)
♦Slow to start tackling environment and energy issues (the Kyoto Protocol, the fall of GM)
♦The extremely wide gap between the rich and the poor (The top 20 % earning almost 50% of the income generated in the U.S. / A leaked Citibank memo says the top 1% of households account for more than the bottom 95% of households put together; the decline of the middle class because of offshoring; loss of pension and houses because of financial crimes; lack of regulations on the financial, insurance, credit, and pharmaceutical companies)
♦Insufficient safety net (the healthcare system that serves the insurance companies)
♦Broken education (Although the Obama administration is restoring environment for real education, decades of neglect has had American children falling way behind in every category except for confidence; 4o million Americans cannot read and write over the 4th grade level, and 40 million can read but cannot comprehend what is written; decline of creativity)
♦Media propaganda (sponsored by large corporations; fear mongering, less serious issues than rather irrelevant issues; too much focus on fashion, celebrities, and entertainment)
♦Unfettered capitalism (corporations: profit-pursuing machines for shareholders, trying to make money from anything/anyone; competition: making people see each other as their opponents/enemies, not as their fellows, and dismiss those left behind)
♦Losing soft power: attack without a cause, civilian casualties, torture


1) To meet the needs of the extremely poor, we need only less than ( ) % of income of the rich world.
2) Why are the issues of the poor the issues of women?

1) one
2) a. Most of the poor, the illiterate, and HIV/AIDS patients are women. Therefore, helping poor women will directly reduce the number of the poor. b. Women use their extra money for the benefit of their family such as houses to shelter themselves from elements and education of their children, so that money spent to improve the lives of poor women will also improve the lives of the next generation.


For most people on earth, democracy is better than other systems. However, democracy does not always bring about good results. What do you think prevents it from working properly?
1) The consensus of the majority is not always right. (e.g. Hitler, the old Japanese military government, Iraq War)
2) It is lobbyists, who persuade politicians to vote for or repeal registrations, that actually pass the bills, and most of the time lobbyists are interest groups and enthusiastic activists who do not always represent the majority opinion. (e.g. pharmaceutical lobby)
3) Media propaganda controls public opinion. (e. g. Fox News, main media not reporting significant information)

Scientists are not monsters but decent people. However, science is not free from serious accidents, crimes, and scandals. Why do you think science sometimes go wrong?
Like other things in this world,
1) science follows the money, and funds are not always properly allocated because of lobbying.
2) pressure from big corporations or the government prevent them from doing the right thing.
3) scientists are human beings, too. Desire for fame and money, urges to win contests, reluctance to admit mistakes, or sympathy for the patient will sometimes drive scientists to lapses or bad decisions.