what would you do when you have no money to pay an expert to sweep away all the bugs and cameras in your home and everyone online hardly believe what you are claiming is happening to you? — jorgealarcon

If it were me? After writing down a month of experiences in living this person's life, I would send the manuscript off to @Baden for a proofreading before finding a publishing company. If it was a real situation I would keep my Rotties by my side.

It'd be far juicier than what I'm proof-reading right now, which is about as dry as a sun-fried bug in the Arizona desert.

Hmm, the force is strong in this one.

I must remind you: you are financially persecuted and simply can't afford to pay any decent editor 2 or 3 grand to edit your manuscript. That was what I did with King of the Bullies.

Hello Jorgealarcon,
I am new here and I would like to say hi to everybody ...
I guess if I were oppressed the way oh mentioned it I would leave the country .. I cannot I imagine my life to be like what you said...

If I were oppressed, I'd behave oppressedly.

What would you do if the following circumstances were real in your life: — jorgealarcon

What you describe is almost exactly what I have been going through for years, except in my case I don’t think it’s the FBI. I have called the police and FBI in attempts to get help and relief but to no avail. I’ve come to the realization that I must be the property of the government, and since I cannot and will not move from the country I love, I must learn to live with it.

I have attempted suicide by overdose on my medications five times in the last twenty years, but never again. I shall rise above the oppression like an ubermensch. I shall be the hero in my own story. I shall vanquish mine enemies through pure force of will and come out on top like the Grandmaster Captain General Superman that I am! I laugh at and welcome their scorn! I look at the haters and I guffaw with great pleasure at their scoffs, sneers, and jeers as the God-man that I am. I was beaten down for many years, but like the Mighty Phoenix I shall rise above the ashes of my once defeat and soar over the lowly masses with my arm outstretched and middle finger extended from my mighty fist!

I say, “Fuck you, peasants!”