trafficking – Thoughts

Stranger Than Fiction? People, Places and Names.

It was known that a “Clinton” was human trafficking me in the 1970s and possibly paid for by a current or former employee of BYCORP Construction. “Clinton” was a known paid trafficker of Chinese and Taiwanese people in San Diego, CA. He actually GRABBED ME and tried to SELL ME to incoming immigrants more than once before I was old enough to attend grade school. They looked Chinese and separately people from India.

Here is the actual stranger than fiction. These TWO WOMEN are known gang members who used my name in San Diego, CA and Los Angeles, CA and possibly in Honolulu, HI. “Michelle Kirksey” and “Mamie McCall”. When I was under six years old there was a “Clinton” and “Alex” connected with BYCORP who also used my name(s) in Los Angeles, CA. These were adults knowingly using my name(s). This doesn’t include also “Joshua Kushner, Jr.” a known brown Mexican gang member who people pretended was my husband.

I have witnessed at least 3-4 different men using the name “Clinton” before the 1980s. They all looked lean, tall, white/Caucasian and gangster.

This does not include gangster/mafia women using the first name of “Donna”. There has been at least one in Chula Vista, CA as well as one in Oceanside, CA who spoke with me in my youth. Both knew who I was.

How many “Alex” people(men and women) are in a job position or living in a location I was in theory supposed to be a part of, right now? I can say I have witnessed at least one “Alex” in San Diego, CA living in a home people pretended I owned. Another “Alex” I have worked with in person on a major feature movie in a job I wanted as a child.

The point in all this is… I’ve been replaced by gang members in all kinds of places FULL TIME. I got those places/locations(even job) a long time ago and met with others and it was established I was involved… then I was never again at those locations for the same reason. None of these people who replaced me, or took my place… are long term contacts and friends. I don’t even know what names they have on their own documents. I wonder to this day…”Who do they think they are now?” AND “Who do they think I am?”

I was a youth when I was taken to the Van Nuys Superior Courthouse and asked to help “previsualize some things”. I was asked to DO IT FOR A “STEVEN”. Over the decades… I … YES ME!!! Was taken back to the courthouse and placed in the DEFENDANT SEAT as if I was… a STEVEN. I was IN TROUBLE and BEING A STEVEN for …who?? And that’s the troubling part. The role reversal? The swap? Are people aware? I do not have mafia or gangster or gang member contacts to help me. I am being trafficked. I do not use the name Steven, by the way. I’m willing to wager… all these names I’ve mentioned in the post may have AUTHENTICALLY used the name “Steven” in public places over the decades and have been transacting in Los Angeles, CA with fellow gang members, mafia people and more.

Migrant Leadership in the United States of America? Little Me?

I was caught up with USC (University Southern California) people in the 1970s also. Filmmakers, political young adults. This is never spoken of. I visited the USC campus many times before I was 8 years old. Some thought I’d go there eventually as a college student and get a career with their alumni. It appears a mafia sold me out and I was banned from the campus instead.

I attended a film location scout that involved the United Nations and propaganda. It appeared that I was going to be in the film itself. There was some major conflict involving my identity. Looks like real Russian(?) people were ANGRY that I was a bright child with ideas YET NOT ACTUALLY RUSSIAN. So they told me to “go stand with the United States people” and I did. That actor(?) told me, “We are a country in debt. It may never change. You are a U.S. born child and we want you to be a migrant leadership person.” I thought it was for the movie. Looks like I got caught up very badly with professional entertainment migrants as well as contractor/builders and it is/was VERY REAL all these decades.

Migrant meetings? I was TOLD that is all I had to do, is show up for some migrant meetings. As a youth, I was not certain what that all meant. It appears… I’ve actually been human trafficked all these years and YET DO NOT KNOW ANYONE for real. I don’t have a list of migrants or their leaders to be in contact with. People simply put me on a bus now and then and they made ME LOOK LIKE A MIGRANT. I didn’t speak with people. I was like a mascot, a pet, a toy, a flag bearer who could not actually do much for anyone and my own funding was very low like a migrant worker who came over a border into the U.S.A. So I got kidnapped and trafficked and somehow migrants were told to follow me around (1970s and 80s)? I basically was taken places, and the workers followed and they did all the talking and deal-making and I got MUGGED over and over again. Silenced.

I’m not as bad off these days, however I’m still not a leadership person with money to hire people. I still do not have a contact list of leaders and workers from any company or organization. Nothing. I believe I am very done with people as I was TOLD to take “retirement age” at 50 years old if I do not have a contract. I do not have a contract for or from others. I am just living a very simple boring life. No one has asked for me to step up and speak with a group. The last time that happened for real was in my youth. I’ve been attacked by gang members by force and injury as well as druggings–just before I was to speak anywhere–even in a high school classroom. So public speaking was out for me and has been for decades. Very real gang leaders likely knew I couldn’t handle managing migrant workers. They may have sabotaged me from any of the related duties just so the migrant workers sought other leaders who can handle or manage them.

This is yet another online writing I had not planned on. Am hoping that coming clean on what I know about helps people MOVE ON FROM ME and seek help and leadership from those who are far more enabled.

Mugged at Firebaugh

I need public to know that YES I WAS TAKEN TO the town of FIREBAUGH, California as a child and told to help those people. What transpired is that I was MUGGED and I have a feeling they created someone to replace me in society. I looked like one of THEIR OWN people for a while. Maybe long term, I don’t know. I was NEVER a real Mexican or agriculture worker. I do not know if it was a man, woman or child. When I was first told about this IN PERSON, at that town… it looked like they thought I was wealthy and wanted my money. That is not what it was. Someone wanted to leave that town and trade places with me elsewhere. Someone in Chula Vista, CA may have instigated this. I was taken there many times also in my youth and some pretended I was from there. I was not. It is VERY POSSIBLE my identity was already so stolen, I was NOT THE PROPER PERSON to kidnap to Firebaugh to “trade places with”.

What people may not understand is… someone, maybe many… “GOT PROGRAMMED” that I am a Firebaugh person… and I AM NOT. I may have “gotten attached” to them though. Things like this CAN BE DONE POLITELY. It didn’t feel polite, however I do not know what all was going on back then. I was actually very young.

I have a feeling… still… that someone IMPORTANT in Hollywood got mrdrd and to hide it happened, they were swapping all kinds of people around. (early 1970s) It may be why they gave me to Firebaugh… so they could LEARN I was not one of the wealthy, not someone in competition in Hollywood, not really.

Part of this is part of a greater mystery I may never understand or know fully. I may not need to. Just please be aware a lot of things have happened in my life and I likely have swapped with big and small people in a variety of places over time. And I didn’t know what was really going on.

National Slave Day

Today is actually “Labor Day” in the United States. It is a day we celebrate the achievements the country and the people within it have made in getting and giving work lawfully and humanely. Wishing I could toast to my own life’s work, I decided to create and propose something for everyone to think about: National Slave Day. It’s basically for everyone who were not able to get a stable steady income and life, even those who only experienced a slavery or enslavement a short time. http://nationalslaveday.org

Not about a “shame on you”. It’s purpose is education for those being enslaved and those promoting slavery in small and big ways. It takes a strong will to make improvements near and far.