This week we should be celebrating the 9th birthday of my son.
Instead we are celebrating the 9th anniversary since his murder.
If you have any information, please call FBI Portland Office @ 207-774-9322
ask for Agent Andy Drewer.
November 14, 2013 10PM @ Southern Maine Community College Art Studio Bug-Light Parking Lot: 3 strangers armed with golf clubs, attacked me from behind while I was loading bags into the backseat of my car. They were a blond woman 60s-ish whom the others called "Claire", a natural red-haired woman also 60sish who called herself "Kendra", and a bald man, football player-body-type-build in his 30sish. I was 8 months pregnant. They murdered my baby, ruptured 3 discs in my spine, shattered 3 vertebra, broke my pelvis, hips, and knees. I was paralyzed for 5 months and was 18 months relearning to walk. The nerve damage has left me with limited use of my hands, legs, bladder, and intestines.
On top of that, they have also taken to harassing the baby's father, a disfigured, homeless, WW2 veteran, whom they call "Etoile". They spread hateful rumours about him claiming he is a cryptid, a demon, or most often what they term "an amphibious alien". He lives in pine branch lean-toos he builds in Old Orchard Beach and Ocean Park, and they have been hunting the locations of them, tearing them down, and smashing up his belongings.
April 10, 2015 1PM at 146 Portland Ave Old Orchard Beach Maine a gang of estimated 74 people, some of them wearing ku klux klan robes, invaded my farm, used a Blow Brothers sewage truck to pump 500+gallons of sewage into my motorhome flooding it to over the kitchen counters deep, ripped out all the cabinets and built in furniture, while 14 men armed with guns, held my family down on the ice and snow, with guns to our heads, and used cinder block bricks and a metal pole with metal wire loops to beat and behead 10 of my 12 foster children (the youngest age 4, the oldest age 16). May 15, 2015 they returned and nailed their heads to my front door. The 3 people of the November 14, 2013 attack were among the group.
September 12, 2015, 9AM a dozen+ of these same people arrived again in my driveway at 146, this time chanting: "Too gay for the family friendly town of Old Orchard Beach. Kill of be killed. Remember Saco Shaw's, Transgender Murder Store, kill the transvestites before they kill us all", one white haired man in a dark green pick up truck was leading the herd, while waving a rifle over his head and shooting at me and my pink motorhome, he shot several holes through my neighbour's shed. The crowd was accusing me of being a male-to-female "transgender terrorist" (they thought I was Muslim because I wear Catholic veiling).
June 26, 2016, the same 2 women of the first 2 attacks, arrived at my Scarborough WalMart workplace, and in a near repeat of the first attack, again while I was leaned over the back seat of my car putting bags in, this time they attacked with a chopping cart, re-injuring my spine, hip, and pelvis that was not yet fully healed from the first attack. The blond "Claire" woman was screaming "That's EelKat, she tried to kill my husband!" while the redhead screamed "I'm Kendra Silvermander it's my turn the shine!" They sped away in a early2000s-vintage gold Volvo SUV station wagon. This attack left me permanently crippled, and bedridden from 2016 until May 2022.
November 21, 2021: They shot "Etiole" in Biddeford, while he was staying at the tent-shanty-village with about 50 other homeless people along the Saco River in Biddeford. They made the claim he was a "suicide demon" citing that he was driving locals to suicide by putting "evil eye curses" on them.
These people murdered my baby, attempted to murder the baby's father, drove a backhoe over our house, and left me crippled for the rest of my life in their attempt to murder me.
I do not know who these people are. I never saw them before these attacks, and I've not seen them outside of these attacks. The police and FBI believe I was not the intended target, and that they were likely after my mother because of posts she makes on FaceBook and got us mixed up. The Old Orchard Beach and Biddeford Police and the FBI are seeking information leading to their identity and arrest.
More Info @ eelkat.com
Long detailed info on the over 200 attacks they have done between June 2001 and May 2022, including photos of them driving a backhoe over our house on August 8, 2013 and the details of the malicious "amphibious alien" rumour they have been spreading about a local homeless disabled veteran @
https://www.eelkat.com/AmphibiousAliens.html
Images:
July 4th 2013: my car in front of my house.
August 8, 2013: me getting home from work to find a backhoe sitting on top of my house.
The FBI already found the people with the backhoe incident, and learned that the backhoe driver was paid $600 and given a fake demolition paper, the paper stating one of my relatives (the one who paid him the $600) owned my land. The backhoe driver was unaware that the man he was dealing with was not the owner. I have lived at 146 Portland Ave since 1975 and have owned the land since 1983, it has never been owned by anyone else, even though we have now learned that both my mother and my father and 3 of my uncles had been actively going around Old Orchard Beach claiming they owned my land.
This happened 3 months before my son was murdered and the police and FBI believe my son was murdered BECAUSE of this picture being posted on FaceBook, and my mother making inciting/inflammatory posts about it on HER FaceBook, where she falsely accused me of being a witch. The FBI and OOB police believe the golf club wielding woman of November 14, 2013, is somehow connected to the backhoe driving over my house incident.
Since the murder, 3 other different backhoes have invading my land to dig up my yard, looking for the grave of my son. There is a family cemetery on my land, the stones dating mostly in the 1500s and 1600s, with a few from the past hundred years, the most recent being my son in 2013. 146 Portland Ave has belonged to my family since 1530, and I inherited it in 1983 from my grandmother Helen Ricker Allen. The most recent backhoe attack happened September 19, 2020, when they illegally cut down several trees in my yard, and started construction of a road through my yard between my pink 1975 Dodge Sportsman motorhome and BackElder Brooke, again the backhoe digging up and destroying large portions of my farm, in their search for my murdered son's grave. They dug up 16 of the graves in this attack.
We have had to remove the grave markers from the family grave in order to stop these vandals and their illegally trespassing construction equipment from destroying the graves.
The FBI believes these construction crews are being hired by the golf club wielding women, and believe she is trying to destroy the grave of my son, due to a fear of his golf club smashed skull being used as court evidence against her.
The most recent attacks by these people occurred November 21, 2021 and March 27, 2022 when they attacked my painted Volvo while it was parked at my dad's apartment in Biddeford, both times the vandals also cut all the wires to electricity, internet, and cable off the apartment building, effecting all 9 families living there.
The Old Orchard Beach and Biddeford Police Departments as well as the Portland FBI are seeking any information regarding any and all of these attacks on my family, my home, my land, or my cars.
If you have any information, please call FBI Portland Office @ 207-774-9322
ask for Agent Andy Drewer.
Ways to make one's writing more internationally accessible. from writing
THINGS TO AVOID:
Slang...
I don't think Americans realize how often they use non-dictionary slang terms.
Like there's a local woman who's constantly saying to everyone: "It's my turn to shine"... I've looked it up in every dictionary I can get my hands on, even online dictionaries too, and I can't figure out what the heck she means. Obviously how ever it is that she is using the word "shine" it is not ANY of the 37 definitions in the dictionary.
American specific technology...
In one of my early college classes, first semester, we had a reading assignment that was in class. She handed out a sheet of page, a 2 page long story, and asked someone to read it outloud so that we could all discuss it after. The story was about 2 boys in the Depression (1930s America), one a wealthy white boy, the other a poor black boy. The Depression had divided rich from poor as badly as whites from blacks were already divided. But these 2 boys did not notice either their social status or their race, and snuck out each day to play against their parents wishes. One day while playing on the subway, one boy fell in front of the subway and was killed. The other boy ran home and never told his family he had been there, while you now saw the family of the dead boy reacting to his death.
Usually I was one of the first people in the discussions after these in class reading assignments. Note this was a regular Literature class and not an ESL class. But this discussion I had not spoken up, as the story had puzzled me and I tried to wrap my mind around what had happened. One word in that story had not been explained and had caused me to completely have no clue what was going on in the story. The teacher, asked me if I was all right, apparently assuming the death scene had upset me, noting that I had remained silent and said nothing during the discussion. My response to her question was this:
"How did a sandwich run over the boy and kill him?"
She was puzzled, and asked: "What do you mean?"
After some back and forth between us, she realized I had never heard of a Subway before and my only awareness of Subways was the SubWay sandwich. That Subway was a slang nickname for a subterranean/underground train was unknown to me.
She then pointed out "But EVERYONE's been on a SubWay"... then another student pointed out... "No, there are only 3 cities in America that have Subways. New York, Boston, and Chicago, if you've never been to one of those cities there's no reason to think you'd ever heard of a Subway before."... the teacher starts muttering about "but tv, news, the papers...." and says "I thought you were from America?"
Oh yes, 15th generation Mainer. My family is the oldest settlement family in New England to still be living on the original settlement land, which we settled in the 1530s. We are also Gypsies and have no contact with the Americas. We speak our own language, and live practically unchanged since the 1500s. We are often mistaken for being Amish, because of our cloths and our lifestyle. We grow our own food, we make our own cloths, reading and writing is taught from the Bible, and that's all the schooling we ever get. We have no electricity, no toilets, no running water. No tv, no radio, no newspaper. We live in the forest miles from nowhere. We go years on end without ever seeing an American. I was 31 years old first time I ever talked to an American face to face.
And yet we are 14 miles from Portland Maine, a 2 hour drive outside of Boston.
The teacher was shocked and said: "I had no idea communities like that existed in Maine!"
Well, Stephen King certainly did, that's why he filmed Thinner on our farm and had he not done that, we'd never have had contact with Americans at all. Now we are plagued with American, Stephen King fan tourists trespassing on our land in mass hoards, and are in contact with Americans all the time like it or not. Which is how I ended up going to college. Someone in the clan had to know how to communicate with the screaming barbarians, flapping their arms around, waving cameras and decimating our crops. For 20 years now we have been under constant invasion by these people who call themselves Stephen King fans, as they go piss pants happy over meeting "the Thinner Gypsies".
And you know what? Because I went to college, I have a better understanding of the American culture then anyone else in the clan... but the rest of the clan, 400+ men, women, and children? They live in mortal terror of the American invaders who arrive every summer. They don't understand what they are talking about at all. They don't know who Stephen King is and they don't know what the Americans are talking about. They don't know what movies are. They don't understand that they were in a movie.
I was on the set of Thinner. You want to know what happened? A group of men showed up in our yard one day, carrying lots of machinery and equipment, said they were here to film a movie. We had no idea what they were saying. We didn't know what those things were they were carrying. We didn't know about Stephen King or movies. They ran around our yard making a mess of things for 5 hours. Them they screamed and yelled at us because there was no fog and they had to bring in fog machines. Then they made s line up our cars and drive them back and forth on the road over and over again. Then they said the cars didn't look right and brought in other cars and did the same thing again. Then they left.
They did not have permission to be there, they never asked if they could set up, they just barged in and started filming us without any one there having any clue who they were or what they were doing. All we knew was they keep saying "Stephen King sent us here, he wanted real Gypsies in the movie" and they told us the movie was called Thinner. That's all we knew. Tourists always ask, how much we were paid to be in Thinner, how did we apply to get in a King movie. We were never paid anything and we never applied for anything. We don't even know how Stephen King found out we were Gypsies or how he knew where to find our farm... it was a dirt side street into the Ross Forest off the beaten path back then... it's a main road now, paved 2 lane highway, 20 feet from the end of our farm, a big paved road which the town had to build just to accommodate the mass hoards of King fans that drive up in here every year since Thinner was filmed.
The film crew were trespassers who invaded our farm, and terrorized the clan into obeying their orders, because we had no idea what they would do if we didn't. The clan was literally terrified they were going to be gunned down and murdered by this group of screaming camera carrying psychopaths. To this day most of the clan still has no clue what a movie is or that those invaders were a film crew. They have no concept of it and even trying to explain it to them is over their heads.
Though I am a American native, when I was in college, I struggled to understand anything the Americans did or said. Their culture is so vastly different from Gypsy culture that it is like Americans come from a different planet. They are completely alien to us. I found it very difficult to interact with them on so many levels. They are creatures who plaster themselves in make-up, bath constantly, and glorify the destruction of family on levels that are monstrous. In college I ended up in social groups with immigrants. People from Guinea, Libya, Hatia, ... them I could understand. They had cultures focused on family. They didn't glorify divorce, abortions, and tossing their children out like garbage soon as their children turned 18. They respected their elders, they lived in multi generational homes with 30 or more people living under 1 roof.
The biggest difference between us and the Americans is their definition of the word family.
When Americans say family, they mean, a man, a wife, and 1, maybe 2 children at most.
When we say family, we mean, father, wives, children, aunts, uncles, cousins, grandparents, and great grand parents if they are alive. A family often includes 2nd-and 3rd cousins as well.
When Americans say "extended family" they mean aunts, uncles, cousins, and grand parents.
When we say "extended family"... we mean everyone AFTER the 3rd cousins, as well as the in-laws of the in-laws.
Even the most basic of words, like the word "family" have different meanings, for different cultures.
Cultural concepts outside of America are vastly, extremely different from American culture. For example:
I say all of this because... I wanted to show you that there is a far bigger issue you have to deal with then just simple words. You need to try to understand the culture of the people who will read your writing and you need to understand that they likely will have deep trouble understanding your writing, not because of your word choice, but rather, because your whole concept of what is "normal" is vastly different from what they see as "normal".
It's not enough to try to avoid certain words, because if you don't have a clear grasp on the cultural habits of the culture you are aiming to write for, you'll still fall short of writing something they can understand.
Hopefully, having a ESL person's perspective on this, helps you to better understand our perspective when it comes to reading something written by an American, but aimed at one of us non-American cultures. Good luck with your writing. It is good that you are trying to reach out and understand how to make ESL writing better. No everyone seeking to write ESL strives to do that.
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