I invert Franz Kafka...
This scraping and scratching of the flatworms at my door! Only to get in and to suck me for their collective decay! The door stays closed! I call an officer!
Enstrangement, since 2008, except what I triggered for myself! Ya Allah Elohim!
Lion*s den? Lutherist flatworm lair! And the Lord of Job rules!
I am super-qualified and get tormented all my life?
To me they are nothing but s**t! Fine with me, democratic!
Principially they repeated all the crap that they tried in Bremen already, including deprivation - an own flat for only one reason: to get and keep me under control and to cover criminal offenses. The shitface of democracy. No sane state can function this way: qualification as hinderance.
Justice does not necessarily mean to study Law (jura = rights), as preparation for the office of a judge (or lawyer or conservator...). One cannot directly study State Law, and the subject of Public Law became an academic rarity for certain societal reasons. Surely I showed that I could be a qualified prosecutoress.
I am not renitent or difficult to train, I am unable to work in the common sense. And this the idiots do not want to get and again and again come with ideas of forced labor and/or hinderance.
To experiment with me is forbidden by my primary diagnosis. But you a**holes I kick into the camps! Is corruption a genetic defect or a brain tumor?
