Re: Going through Hell... The story

From: zerge (zerge_at_hotmail.com)
Date: 10/05/04 

Date: 5 Oct 2004 12:09:42 -0700

You poor guy, you have gone off the deep end. Seek help.
http://www.mentalhealth.com/

fbonsignore@beethoven.com (Fabrizio J. Bonsignore) wrote in message news:<768f7623.0410050427.1a0ee988@posting.google.com>...
> In 1999 I rented an appartment in Mexico City, behind the WTC. In
> 2000, after I bought my guitar, the bathroom toilet started failing...
> During 2001 everytime I called the plumber the toilet would fail. An I
> was living with four cats! Even holding a job is difficult without a
> working toilet... In 2002 my neighbours upstairs started threatening
> me to death to steal my computer. The night they planned to poison my
> cats I fled to my mother's home, cats, computer, guitar and books. The
> next morning they broke into my appartment and stole my notes and a
> collection of AI magazine, among other things.
>
> The police came, but they did NOTHING. That week they let me know they
> had the key... They setup the boiler to explode while I bathed, but
> didn't work. Next day my bathroom flooded. I went to the police but
> they wouldn't hear. Why bother if I was moving out of the appartment?
> Why make it so complicated as to actually name the culprits and give
> their address? Mordida? (bribe) The police did nothing. As a
> consequence I ended up hunted by this guys, the remaining of my 8000
> books barricaded, evicted, and locked myself up for fear of burglary
> for one year... During which time there happened a shooting in the
> place I was living in and I don't know the details, but fear for
> people I knew and worked with...
>
> I don't know their names, except for one Fraunhofer who plotted once,
> saw twice. And my old associate Luis Bistrain Gonzalez and politically
> powerful family. There was also the woman who was my actual neighbour
> and whose name I never knew but can find.
>
> 2003 in Veracruz was a similar experience. I fled the place the day I
> started to be videotaped by the local gang... Now I don't even know if
> it was another criminal group or the same guys who followed me. The
> day the music from a small italian's town page I hit came at the same
> time from outside the window I knew I had a problem again... Other
> things happened, but after almost two years of near retirement,
> dedicated myself to the simple joy of creating in my computer, I
> arrived in America safe.
>
> But now, 2004, feeling safe and out of the shock, I wondered, for how
> long did they have the key? Did they forced me to live in a place
> witout toliet during the months it tool me to move out of there, and
> with all my cats sharing the disgrace...? I mean, was my computer and
> my music and my programs wide open for this guys to copy while I
> waited for my documentation to be straighten up...? Did the engagement
> ring I never delivered and never found ended up in those two guys'
> hands? Do they have the invoices of my computer and guitar, my
> agendas, school yearbooks, school notebooks, the notes of ten years of
> ideas? Was my life's work stolen by those guys? Would you know if you
> are living alone if somebody enters your home and copies your files?
> Nightmare or real life? The works in this site are progressing and
> growing. There is internal coherency, nothing can bend truth, not
> forever...
>
> Is this supposed to happen in a civilized country? Isn't barbarism
> what happens when police fails? Will I get justice in case the worst
> happen...? Who will have to admit he or she was deceived by a pair of
> thieves? Will he or she be up to that responsibility when the time
> comes...?
>
> This will offend many people but I don't care: Mexico is a country
> where impunity reigns, where thievery is sanctioned by society, where
> police works for money, not ideals, where people's work is sabotaged
> by those who can't stand others to advance in life, where piracy is a
> way of living, where justice is applied selectively as example and not
> by principle, where it is easier to let a criminal go than to punish
> it, where it is risky to have money and not to have money, where
> treachery is a historical constant, where everything is impossible,
> can't be done or isn't available (el no-hay tv character)... And many
> people suffer because of it.
>
> In the last ten years I was assaulted with everything, from keys to
> submachine guns. Ten times at least, threatened to death twice,
> chased, a murder attempt (or two?), the five places I lived in where
> robbed... Even the police robbed me after I reported a theft!!! The
> judiciales stole my game boy, that the thieves (which I knew, by the
> way, and were preying on the people of my office, he even told me it
> was him), missed because it was under a drawer...
>
> Nice place to visit? Sure! But don't try living there... even less try
> to make a living there... Are you offended? Then maybe you will do
> something to change it. I gave up, it was not my land after all.
>
> This poem is disrespectful but, who would dare appropriating it? And
> if I wrote this, then it follows that my other poems are mine, too...
> I care for each and every one of my works, however imperfect and poor
> they may be... Piracy and intellectual property thievery is awful, but
> it is even more not to be recognized for what you contribute to the
> accumulated wealth of humanity. That, is total horror. But even more
> horror is to imagine the hypothetical situation of being mirrored in
> all I do and denied in whatever I say, being called a liar when, in
> fact, creating is in itself a form of Truth.
>
> Will I be persecuted de oficio, slandered, incriminated for telling
> the truth? Or even worse, eliminated and problem solved? Bad for
> business, sure, but everyday truth in Mexico.
>
> Did those guys acquired fame and are reknown because of my work, or
> derivations thereof? Will they "turn over the pancake" and blame me of
> their crimes? Will they pay if identified?
>
> This is my experience, and unfortunately this site still reflects it.
> Eventually it'll wear off. Sorry to impose it on you, unwarned reader,
> hope it won't downgrade your enjoyment of this site.
> And all this because I started playing the guitar...
> And there are so many things I still don't know... but
>
> ghamac.org/miniface.jpg
> Search Fabrizio J Bonsignore in google groups, sort by date
> Truth will set us free
>
> Los Angeles, April 2004

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