Judi Kottler <ms.judikottler@gmail.com>Mar 11, 2022, 3:39 PM
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Christian Frederick Turner has asked and encouraged me, through backdoor portals, to document my experiences to help build my case for rescue and witness protection. Please forward all my correspondences to Christian Frederick Turner.
This Dark Web Predator Voyeurism Human Trafficking, Money Laundering, Organized Crime Blood Sport and Criminal Politics, Media and Gang Stalker Lynch Mobbing Terrorism began in 2011 and quickly swallowed my life as the result of a film project I had been working on with Ray Manzarek of The Doors. I spoke with Attorneys Wesley Wakeford, from a former lawsuit, and Blair Greenberg, a friend at the time, in 2011, both denied knowledge or involvement, but then began rallying and conspiring against me. I attempted to file police reports and restraining orders against film project co-collaborator Brandon Green and family member Jason Welcker in 2011, in vain. I contacted high profile female Attorneys Gloria Allred and Erin Brokovich, as well as a few college legal advisors and smaller law firms in 2012, but also in vain. I filed a 35 page handwritten statement with the FBI in 2012 on the backdoor advice of Jeff Jampol, Manager of The Doors, presenting himself as my mentor, and naming my former employer Divco West, former Landlord Fred Morse, US Bank and Verizon Wireless employees, and many others involved as well, also in vain. Because I had been betrayed and abandoned by the justice system I began my own campaign call for justice with actor Adrian Grenier 2012-2019, in vain, under his false and misleading backdoor companionship. I spoke with the Archbishop of Los Angeles after a conference in 2013, but was ridiculed. I was also callously denied help, through backdoor means, by Pope Francis in 2013. I was in backdoor media contact with all members of the Royal Family 2013-2021, but namely Prince Harry who even relocated to Los Angeles in 2020 in his efforts to bully my surrender and submit to accomplice, in vain. More recently I also attempted to contact, by email, with Los Angeles City Attorney Mike Feuer in December 2019, Los Angeles Mayor Eric Garcetti 2020-2021, and California Governor Gavin Newsom 2021-2022, all in vain.
I need to go into hiding and have attempted to effect a witness protection program for myself, first at the Santa Lucia Preserve in Carmel, CA in 2020, in vain, then at Doves, the Domestic Violence Shelter in the Mountains of Big Bear, CA in 2022, also in vain.
This Predator Voyeurism Human Trafficking consists of spy cameras broadcasting on a Global Dark Web Social Media Website that I have never been able to find online. These spy cameras are absolutely everywhere and at the same time without a trace anywhere, including bathroom toilets and showers. I am broadcasted live streaming all day and night, anywhere I am and everywhere I go. I have absolutely no control of this, much less authorize this, and I am completely helpless to stop this. I protect myself any way I can think of, including multiple toilet seat covers, a limited number of showers, and only in the dark to obstruct the view of these spy cameras, as well as changing in and out of clothing simultaneously to avoid exposing myself. My daily life is wrought with Gang Stalker bullying and harassment to defile, degrade, and dehumanize me, all exploited on the dark web and in the media by numerous private citizens and high-profile individuals, corporations, and companies, as well as government officials and agencies, for the purpose of sadistic terrorism, advertising publicity, monetary gain, surrender and submit accomplice agendas, and just to be seen on TV. My life is a Human Rights nightmare and playground for offenders.
This all began as online cyber bullying, in 2011, and then quickly developed into a dark web social media website created and facilitated by my former employer, Divco West, and a Partner at Lionsgate. I worked tirelessly writing rebuttals to fight against attacks on my character on my now defunct Facebook account. Brandon Green led a charge against me to steal the rights to my work while Jason Welcker began stalking me and leading a campaign to sexually defile me and have me institutionalized with the help of Blair Greenberg, along with many others I had known and called friends that led false and slanderous campaigns to defame me and make me destitute. Some even sought me out and then posted edited footage of our alleged chance encounters on the dark web to slander and defame me, starting a trend for strangers everywhere alike. Jeff Jampol quickly stepped up and became my defender on the dark web and cyber bullying mentor, backdoor summoning me to Los Angeles, offering to help me escape, seek refuge and justice with plans to move forward with my film project. When I arrived, and after a brief stay at a Motel 6 where I was also subjected to predator voyeurism and gang stalking on the dark web, I sublet an apartment on a short term basis and attempted to make contact and work with Jeff. However, he denied any knowledge or involvement and instead began to sexually defile me through the predator voyeurism also present at my sublet, starting his own dark web treachery campaign, and, when my money ran out, abandoned me to the streets. From there I was reunited with my long time estranged father, Otto Kottler, who allowed me to stay with him at his residence in Tracy, CA while, unbeknownst and unfathomable to me, also running his own dark web predator voyeurism campaign treachery, conspiring with my also long time estranged mother, Katalin Vitale, and other family members, to have me wrongfully committed to a psychiatric facility and establish conservatorship, going so far as to drug me and wrap a cell phone charger cord around my neck while I slept to provoke a confrontation and alleged nervous breakdown. Then later also abandoned me at the Stockton Shelter for the Homeless in an attempt to intimidate me after I fled to a nearby motel with money from my tax return and filed my statement with the FBI in 2012, in vain, before sending me back to Los Angeles to negotiate a film contract when I was once again backdoor summoned by Jeff Jampol who, once again, abandoned me to the streets. From there I applied for General Relief and Calfresh and stayed at the Weingart Center, Chicana Service Action Center, and both the Languille and Hawks facilities at The Good Shepherd, attempting to regain control of my life and my livelihood, as I continued my campaign for justice with Adrian Grenier, before I was turned out onto the streets again, in 2013, for my protests against the same predator voyeurism human trafficking and gang stalking that continued to follow me.
Then I lived on the streets for a few years seeking refuge and staying hidden in a tent behind a memorial on Hill and Temple Streets in Los Angeles, where I continued my campaign for justice with Adrian Grenier, who by now had gone into hiding himself, leaving his understudy double to replace him in media and public appearances. I also came into backdoor contact with Prince Harry at this time, as well as other members of the Royal Family. However, help never arrived and I continued to stay in a tent behind the memorial, because it was the only way, with nowhere else to turn, that I was able to remove myself from others and the public, but it obviously did not keep offenders away entirely, as I still had to deal with other not so nice people on the streets from time to time, and, of course, that's where the hired attacker that Jeff Jampol had threatened to assault me, caught up with me in 2016 and violently stabbed me in the throat, arm, and flanks in an effort to silence me and end my call for justice, as well as to intimidate me to return and submit.
When I was released from the hospital 48 hours later I was returned to the Los Angeles homeless shelter circuit and have stayed at 88th and Broadway, The Midnight Mission, Union Rescue Mission, various winter shelters, and lastly at the Weingart Center where I currently reside. I always keep to myself, but I am still always followed by this predator voyeurism human trafficking and gang stalker lynch mobbing everywhere, always bullied, harassed, terrorized, tormented, and sabotaged. I had to be moved to my own room from a dorm on the tenth floor, here at the Weingart, because of this. When I stayed on a cot in the day room at the Union Rescue Mission I sat in the back reading books and then, when I was moved to the dorm, faced the wall in my own corner. When I stayed at The Midnight Mission I sat and faced a corner of the library or hid in quiet hallways and stairwells until lights out. At the public library, where I went during the day before I had my own room, I would hide in the cubicles. I also spent some time hiding in the nature hidey holes on the back side of the Elysian Park during the day, where I was MOST happy and at peace, but even there I was always met by offenders. When I need to run errands I RUN them as quickly as I can, and I always keep my head down to avoid others, wherever I am, but it doesn't keep them away. I try to be polite and flee as quickly as I can to avoid confrontation, but confrontations are hard to avoid when they look for you everywhere. People stalk and sabotage me everywhere along my commute and at every stop, gang stalker lynch mobbing, cutting me off and then walking slow, catch up to me and keep my pace, then follow quickly after me when I try to flee or stop and wait for me when I stop to let them pass and try to create distance, and then follow me closely when I resume walking, make me part of backhanded conversations about my life within earshot, make blatant comments about me verbally, with clothing attire, and small staged behaviors and actions, flash me solicitously, make me miss traffic lights, run me off sidewalks into traffic, block my path, force me down wrong streets and aisles, snicker and sneer in my direction when I try to ignore them and keep moving, rearrange products and merchandise to harass me and/or force my selection, sabotage my transactions and purchases, and so on and so on. Basically, a nightmare every 10ft and around every corner.
Even now that I have my own room at the Weingart Center I am still routinely abused by the staff and program participants alike, along with the church directly outside my window across the street and local transients, all conspiring, collaborating, and indulging in their own sadistic terrorism, in a barrage of assaults on me, whether outside or in my room or from outside while I'm in my room, and then attempt to subdue and condition me to accept this abuse by trying to indoctrinate me with superficial friendly behavior while blasting religious murder and forgiveness propaganda music, meanwhile still always waiting for me in the halls, common areas, and bathrooms to bully, harass, sexually defile, degrade, and dehumanize me, breaking into my room to tamper with my hygiene products and causing harm to my person, rearranging my personal belongings in crude and vulgar positions, as well as damaging and destroy my personal property, any and every time I leave my room. Of course I don't accept this abuse, much less forgive it, and I have been known to scream rape and retribution in the confines of my room as well as in rapid fire emails to Supervisor of the Weingart, Monica Quezada, and her team of Directors and Case Managers, emails that go mostly ignored or, rarely, responded to condescendingly and dismissed. I have also included Mayor Eric Garcetti and Governor Gavin Newsom in these emails, and have emailed them both independently as well, but both Mayor Garcetti and Governor Newsom only look the other way, which only encourages Supervisor Monica Quezada and her team of Directors, Case Managers, Monitors, and Program Participants to persist, and who have tried to use my desperate and justifiably angry protests to build a Frances Farmer case against me, moving me to my own room on the drug addled and mentally disturbed 4th floor, even making me sign a Behavior Modification Agreement, demanding submissive respect with the threat of being exited from the program and put out on the streets, yet always and constantly provoking confrontations and putting false and defamatory information on my record, going so far as to contacting and conspiring with other agencies, such as the Housing Authority of Los Angeles and San Bernardino, in an effort to sabotage my Domestic Violence and Human Trafficking Emergency Housing Voucher, which she successfully sabotaged the first time and then effectively delayed for 12 weeks as opposed to the 10 day priority that should have been honored the second time, also conspiring with my former Mental Health Care Worker, Amparo Pacheco, at the Downtown Mental Health, who mislead me to believe that she was advocating for Social Security and/or Supplemental Security Income benefits to enable me to go into hiding in a witness protection like arrangement at Doves, a Domestic Violence Shelter in the Mountains at Big Bear, as we had discussed, but rather also sabotaged my efforts by putting false and defamatory information on my record and then contacting Doves dishonestly on my behalf, which means that I am bound by false and defamatory records and unable to flee to a Domestic Violence Shelter, nor apply for Domestic Violence benefits, and condemned to ruin. I subsequently requested copies of my records from both Amparo and Monica, and while I have received a copy of my records full of false and defamatory accounts of conversations from Amparo, my multiple requests for a copy of my records from Monica were ignored and then deflected for 3 weeks, and are still lacking full disclosure with missing clinical and upper management records, in spite of clinical assessments and evaluations performed by a Weingart clinician, and my very challenging history with upper management that I have documented myself.
And there is no end to the abuse, rather new and inventive ways to abuse me. When I was placed on a covid quarantine due to an alleged outbreak I tested negative multiple times before my food was routinely poisoned and inedible, making me really nauseated, unwell, and unable to eat, as well as routinely shutting off the hot water and subjecting only me to arctic ice cold showers, I assume to break down my immune system. I subsequently tested positive for covid, recovered, and then became symptomatic again, multiple times, in spite of the fact that I am otherwise healthy and have no contact with anyone, ever, and only become symptomatic again after I am handfed by Weingart staff. When I initially tested negative with antibodies, after first testing positive, I fully recovered, but was delayed release for several days before I was finally misled by Monica and case management, in emails, to believe that I was allowed to leave. Then I was made to sign a Behavior Modification Agreement for breaking quarantine with the threat of being exited from the program and put out on the street, as well as placed back on quarantine for 2 more weeks, in spite of CDC Regulations, and then became symptomatic again. Also, while on this extended quarantine, my food was routinely drugged with different side effects, but mostly heaviness, blurred vision, and drowsiness, as well as erratic menstruation, and I was concerned about what drugs were used and why, what motive, other than the obvious motive to put me down. Then it occured to me that the 9th floor of the Weingart is a drug rehab program, and that methadone is probably readily available, among other drugs, and I became concerned that drugging my food with something like methadone, or even other over the counter marijuana products, would compromise a clean drug test should I be required to take one for case management purposes, and then be exited from the program and put out on the street, because in the past I smoked marijuana, as it helped relax me in these overwhelmingly stressful circumstances, and though marijuana was in fact helpful in that regard it obviously did not resolve the conflicts I was having. However, I had not smoked marijuana for several many weeks, not even when I was tricked into breaking quarantine and was coming and going for a full week before I was "caught" and reprimanded. A full week, by the way, and not unobserved by staff, and even Monica herself, because, I think, they hoped I would go out and buy marijuana, so they could use that to sabotage my case management, even though I had cleared it with Amparo, who now denies this, but at the time agreed that it was better than other pharmaceutical sedative alternatives and with no prescription necessary. I'm not unfamiliar with marijuana, and I have smoked recreationally at times in my life, but I had only started smoking to manage my stress, and had only for about a year, as others around me thought it would help relax me, or sabotage me. Regardless of other's real motives I felt it was helpful in managing my stress. However, I haven't smoked for several many weeks now and don't intend to again, and not because I can't run out to the Medmen on Broadway, nor because I struggle with addiction, but because it's not worth the consequences of self-defeatingly playing into case management sabotage. Nonetheless, even after all the participants on my floor tested negative for covid my quarantine was still not lifted, and only after I personally contacted the LA County Health Department was it finally lifted a couple of hours later. Also during this time the washing machine was in disrepair and, for the 12 weeks of quarantine, I was not permitted to do laundry while other program participants were accommodated, forcing me to recycle my clothing for the 12 weeks during the quarantine in an effort to dehumanize me, because I limit my showers to 3 per week due to the predator voyeurism human trafficking treachery. I have also been routinely body shamed and sexually defiled in backhanded ways for swimming at the YMCA during the hotter summer months and for doing Tae Bo workouts in my room during the colder winter months, but I exercise because I want to be strong and healthy, and able to defend myself. I also want to take self defense classes when I feel stronger and more fit, because I do not want to be helpless and defenseless in this hostile and dangerous world that's out to get me. Still, like my swim gear was destroyed during breaking and entering, so, too, are my Tae Bo workouts and showers that follow often interrupted and sabotaged by Weingart staff and participants.
In spite of all this case management sabotage I have finally secured my Emergency Housing Voucher under section 8 and transfer to San Bernardino County, though I am still bound to Los Angeles County as I am currently awaiting Appeal Hearings with a Judge Law Administrator on my case management sabotaged and twice denied Social Security and Supplemental Security Income benefit applications. However, I am also attempting to start my EHV housing search now, currently contacting Brilliant Corners, the Homeless, Previously Institutionalized, and Rehabilitative Housing Search Service that I have been referred to by the Housing Authority of San Bernardino, but obviously this is neither right for me, nor in my best interest, and will not provide me with the safety, privacy, and security that I need, rather more of the same Human Rights nightmare and offender playground that I cannot escape for the life of me, not to mention more case management sabotage that would likely leave me destitute, but I NEED to leave here and seek refuge somewhere. Obviously, what I really NEED is to go into witness protection hiding, because I really NEED to be somewhere safe, private, and secure, as well as FAR AWAY from others and the public, but I currently have no other safer options. I have been betrayed by my family, friends, and government.
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