The content of this website is relevant for bioethicists, policymakers, diversity and otherisation researchers, animal rights activists, political philosophers and others. My main background is in the earth and life sciences. I am now also specialising in helping you lower the chance that you become STALKED and/or HACKED by a stranger and protect yourself better if you're an independent professional, small-business owner, self-employed or a freelancer
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“Given the relevance of narcissism in both clinical and non-clinical research fields, there is an astonishing paucity of neuroscience research relating narcissistic traits or behaviours to either brain function or structure.”
Why is this interesting? It’s been found that if you can provide visual “proof” of someone’s condition, it tends to result in greater acceptance and compassion. That may be critical in how we deal with individuals with NPD in society. (less friction) There is a tendency to blame people with NPD for how they are. But they didn’t create themselves.
Also, as the brain is much more malleable than we used to believe, I am highly interested in learning about this as it may hold clues for how we might be able to provide some relief for people with severe NPD by getting their brains to create brain connections that they currently lack. We used to think that neurons could not regenerate after being damaged and we also believed that no new neurons formed after adolescence, didn’t we?
And also from Amazon and other retailers, of course.
It’s my book about otherisation and what it can result in, such as workplace bullying and attacks like the one depicted on the cover of the book.
It draws heavily on my own 15+ years in England after having moved here from Amsterdam at the end of 2004, on Oxford neuroscientist Kathleen Taylor’s book “Cruelty. Human evil and the human mind” and on the talk that neuroscientist Rebecca Saxe gave on the neuroscience of hate at the Petrie-Flom Center for Health Law Policy, Biotechnology, and Bioethics at Harvard Law School.
The reviews are posted with the paper, in the column on the right. If Academia sent an invitation for a discussion, then I’ve overlooked that. I haven’t checked yet whether the paper underwent revisions after I reviewed it.
A LinkedIn Learning course about deepfake videos, shallowfakes, deepfake audio and more. And most of this almost anyone can do. Some of this software was made for podcasting, for example.
I agree. Research has shown that when you’re reasonable, people tend to nod and agree yet do nothing and then nothing changes and nothing improves. You need to shake them up, kick them out of their comfort zones.
It’s like talking about rainstorms when you’re comfortable in your living room versus actually going out into the rain and experiencing it. The latter brings it home.
Every time you buy a cup of Joe or a package of coffee at your supermarket, you should double what you pay and send the second half to the coffee growers on the other side of the world. So that they can buy and plant the shadow trees that help beat climate change…
How could we do that, in practice, if we all wanted to? That’s what I would like to know. I love that it’s mostly small farms where our coffee comes from and I love the idea of teaming up with farms, maybe rotating on a year by year basis and sending our support directly to the farmers.
For me, it’s mostly self-interest although I also really like that growing coffee is an art and a culture. It must have been so wonderful to work there, when coffee farmers were still doing well. The dedication, the passing on of knowledge. I love that.
Because, see, if we don’t, the world may soon be running out of coffee.
I don’t know about you but I love Colombian coffee.
Of course, we also need to push back climate change. So use a simple French press, folks. Please.
Imagine women going around always talking about how men think with their penises and frequently reaching between random men’s legs, from behind, putting the squeeze on them, wherever they go.
Then add the idea of publicly shaming men who don’t walk around pushing prams, toddlers in tow, and who don’t bake apple pies on Saturday.
But it’s the ignorant boorish people from the south and south east who are the problem. (So there! Nah nah nah nah nah!) As soon as you ignore them, the problem goes away. So… make it go away. Same for the problem with the Essex accents.
Let’s turn the tables, the winds, the tides.
The balances lies in the middle. Equilibrium. Harmony. Prosperity. Happiness. Health.
The attitude towards people from the north was exemplified in a report in 2020 saying Durham University students who came from the local area “felt that they were being discriminated against, people were making fun of them, people were disparaging them”, Ms Hill said.
“This is decades later after I experienced the same thing,” she said.
“I was called a common northerner and I mean – what – this is still happening? This is nuts.”
Rattled by what I discovered yesterday and remembering that the idea of eugenics did not begin in Nazi Germany but in England. I decided to do an internet search on “suicides in Portsmouth” and I found that in the three years before the pandemic, the suicide rate in Portsmouth has been higher than for its surroundings.
“Portsmouth suicide rate has been higher than regional average in last three years”
“Portsmouth’s suicide rate over the last three years has been higher than across the south east, figures have shown.”
This woman at Portsmouth City Council who tried to get me to commit suicide, she has access to many so-called vulnerable people…
But in England, the outward display of poverty is often mistaken for mental instability, also often called “vulnerability”. Was that what made her decide to target me?
Yesterday’s conversation – see previous post – has really rattled me because I had assumed that she had somehow been fooled into doing what she did, by the person who has been exposing me to sadistic stalking for over a decade and had not quite been aware of what she was doing. But it now looks like she was acting on her own and acted very deliberately.
(This is starting to shed a very different light on my situation. What the hell is really going on in this town?)
I also looked into “chav” culture. Chav stands for “council-housed and violent”. What I came away with is the reminder that the “chav” idea of rejecting everyone who is slightly different is not exclusive to chavs at all. Chavs are merely an out-group, in which people have little power and they do what they can to counter that.
I also saw that in Leigh Park (which is Havant, however), groups of yobs were making the life of a 76-year-old man (and his wife) hell last year, and then – thankfully – 30 people stood up for him to defend him (his home). That they had to, that’s… BONKERS! So was I, perhaps the target of a chilling form of gerontophobia???
I am shaking my head. What on earth did I land in when I left Amsterdam and moved to Hampshire, England?
To add a more positive note, another woman who works at the same facility as the woman who tried to get me to commit suicide, well, I had misjudged her as being very much into the class thing, in a negative way. But I’ve recently discovered that she’s not and that she is not only very good at her job, she enjoys it. She has no idea how precious that is and how glad I was to make that discovery. I love being wrong about negative things.
22 October: my old computer is now also suddenly out of order, but this post may not be up to date on my phone. I had contacted the local authorities (Dr. H.A.) and she has replied. I have meanwhile explained what happened. The local authorities can look into what is going on, if needed, while there’s absolutely nothing that I can do.
To H.A.: “straight down to” was what she said and in combination with something else that she said, you can end up at the culmination of a bridge.
I also wrote to The Guardian this morning, not about this, but about my experiences since I moved to Portsmouth.
My old computer started giving what was likely hacker- induced errors again (or not, after inspection). Accessing the disk just made me stumble upon remote files that contain crime statistics on stalking in England and Wales. And I’m pretty damn sure that I have never seen them before. (But it’s possible that my computer collapsed right after I downloaded these files in June 2020 and that that’s the reason why I never looked at them. I got my newer computer in June or July of 2020, the one that is totally out of order at the moment.)
Age groups 16 to 59 and 60 to 74, relationship to victim, ethnicity, education, occupation, employment status etc.
It looks like the numbers went down big time at the start of 2010 and then started climbing again.
But here’s the thing. I know for a fact that I am not part of these stats. So what do these numbers mean?
Then I got an invitation from Amazon for a video job interview this afternoon, only to log in and find that NO APPOINTMENTS ARE AVAILABLE.
Crying tears in the often oh so “Trumpian” News over Tipner. Lennox Point. Peddling real estate developers’ interests.
Revealing a baffling lack of understanding of what really matters.
After previously having presented the clean air zones as a PCC invention while they’re government-imposed! Okay, that wasn’t literally him.
Take bold and effective action and you improve people’s health big time (saving a fortune in health care costs), create lots of space for housing, make the town a much more pleasant place to live in and bolster its reputation big time too.
I’m embarrassed to say that in the past, I didn’t see various of Vernon-Jackson’s behaviours for what they really were. Acts of voter manipulation. Such as making a lot of noise about Donald Trump visiting Portsmouth, while knowing very well that it would make no difference. But it would impress some people.
I’m seeing something similar over Aquind, from all parties. Because Copnor is where many of the votes are. Wanna bet? Look into it. I haven’t but I started seeing a pattern. And I wondered what might be behind it. And the only thing I can come up with is… votes. This is about power. Power over Portsmouth’s citizens and power within their respective parties.
As adults, they can target people like me, people who they either perceive as the enemy or as someone who accepts them unconditionally and to whom they can do anything they want…
In my nearly 13 years in Portsmouth, I have grown so accustomed to abuse that I don’t even respond any longer when these local dipshits violate my physical boundaries. I have become as passive and powerless as a dishrag.
I just wrote to her. Because we might gel well. (Though the fact that she gets hired by people like Boris Johnson makes her appear to be a cosmetic effort.)
Of course, the question is always:
Did my email actually go out?
And will any response from her reach me?
Because I got that stupid “server unavailable” message again while I was composing my email.
And portsmouth’s hate is relentless. As is its sadism. I’m so fed up with it.
This one is not up and running yet, but will be up some time tomorrow (Saturday 9 October).
It is of course also possible that Gerald Vernon-Jackson merely suspected that my landlord was behind the various incidents and that that’s why he decided to ignore the issue. That’s just as stinky.
Yesterday, I found a clump of black pet hair in a tin of baked beans that I had opened and not finished yet. Whoever it is has now managed to learn how to pick my high-security locks and is proudly displaying his new skills. See also https://angelinasouren.com/2021/09/18/someones-picking-the-locks-again/
It’s more and more looking like it’s my landlord who’s been making my life a living hell for over a decade!
But, why?
He certainly isn’t a well guy but I didn’t and don’t know him.
Why on earth would…
Is he an unhinged psychopath? Is he the person who’s been behind the animal killings and all that other shit because that’s just the kind of guy he is?
Then he belongs on a locked psych ward.
Yikes.
(Like I said, it is not the whole story. The autism angle – or whatever it is, such as gaming-addicted incels who no longer are able to make the distinction between real life and the gaming environment – is a different one – at least I think so… – and that certainly exists too. There seems to be some overlap between the two somehow. And somehow, the community bullying fits into it this too, but at least that has diminished considerably.)
My landlord is Grant Murphy, for those who don’t know that.
Yikes… 😜 Dude need a brain transplant, apparently.
If he is that crazy… could he actually be the one who began targeting me before I moved into my present flat?!!!
I’m so not used to this kind of bizarre nonsense. Can’t figure out why on earth a complete stranger would decide to make my life a living hell.
I later made a video about it. To be clear, I don’t think that this sordid entanglement between the council and this local real estate developer is the full story about what’s been going on, but hey, how the hell would I know? I find it very hard to put myself in the shoes of crazy people…
But it’s certainly true that GVJ clearly knew or at least suspected that my landlord was behind what has been going on. That’s why he decided not to dwell on it at all. I’ve experienced so much crazy stuff in England that it did not quite surprise me that GVJ found everything that had been happening quite normal (although I failed to see how on earth he expected me to run a business in those conditions). But no… England surely is not that crazy.
So my landlord had at least some involvement in what’s been going on, perhaps assuming that I was a delusional nutcase and deciding to add some pressure to get me to leave?
(How the hell would I know?)
I have posted about this before on this website, that seriously unhealthy environment he is in. You walk into the office and people will say things like “Grant is not here; he is in Dubai today” (which likely means Gunwharf Quays) or “Grant is in Italy” or Grant this, Grant that, while you never even asked to talk with the guy and don’t know him. All you may have said is “Good morning” or “Enjoy your lunch”.
Whatever this bizarre mix of a mess is that Portsmouth has going on, it has nothing to do with me. I want my life back.
Yesterday, I found that whoever the hacker was posted the following after the automated subtitles for one of my videos. He’s been doing these things for at least half a year.
“so
do
you”
Today (6 October), I found:
“so
so
do
you”
It’s creepy and I have no idea what to make of it.
He’s previously posted things like “foreign”, “go foreign” “you”, “so you” and “so very you”.
I should add that the information about the legal advisor also comes from my hacker. There was a link on my phone one morning, to one of the articles about him.
I was very surprised, however, by the strange response from GVJ when I mentioned that to him. He knew. He clearly already knew.
I have no problem with someone giving a job to someone who’s fallen on his ass and has become unemployable, but that isn’t the whole story here.
By the way, the electrician said that he lived around the corner. This could have been a hint that he was working for my landlord.
I knew his electrician as a young kid of no more than 20 and he lives “around the corner”, but when I asked for his name – because I think he’s somehow involved in the hacking and may have been the person who went into my previous neighbour’s flat when he was out – I was told that the electrician and Grant went to school together from since they were toddlers followed by the bizarre comment “he would never betray Grant”. But Grant Murphy is about my age, as is Gerald-Vernon-Jackson.
The tenant that I mentioned, while he was living there, one of my landlord’s staff had oddly suggested that there might be a reason to be intimidated by him.
GVJ has copies of most/ some of my transcripts and diplomas… for those of you who STILL believe that this filthy foreigner is making up her professional background, lol.
I am a stalking and hacking target, have been for 12, 13 years. I have no income, no electricity and very little food. (I am not eligible for Universal Credit – because of my hacking/stalking situation – but that isn’t necessarily a bad thing.)
None of this means that my life is over, even if whoever is doing this to me wants my life to be over. (Yes, apparently quite literally, unfortunately. But he or she does not realise that it’s like a mere rain shower. It will pass.)
Where that leaves me? You tell me!
My hacker put the animation on that last bit of video, about Boston. I left it that way. All the other edits are likely mine.
The weirdest thing just happened. I ran into one of the neighbours and wanted to update him – see below – and while he was as sweet as peaches last time I spoke with him, he was extremely hostile now and saying crazy things like “I don’t want to see your face anymore”. (Another one of those remarks that are actually intended for his partner? I hardly ever see the guy!)
But…he also said “I don’t think you should be trying to repair your own electricity” …
Here’s the thing. I never said or wrote anything like that to anyone anywhere!
All I said and wrote is that I was trying to transfer the account to see if that would get the problem resolved! (Because my power company – Bulb – clearly isn’t up to the task.)
(These neighbours don’t speak and understand English very well so we’ve always communicated via notes. They always only speak Russian or something on the phone. And they’re on the phone a lot and usually very loudly, too.)
It looks like someone else has been leaving notes for them that they think are from me.
He also said that he was my stalker when I asked him – after his weird remarks – but I’m pretty sure he was just being a misogynistic asshole when he said that.
Okay these videos take too long to upload via WiFi. I’ll try again tomorrow.
(Uploaded them to YouTube instead and posting the links here.)
No, I’m not backing down from the local bullies, whoever they are. I want my goddamn life back.
Still without power. And about why I keep harping on about Gerald Vernon-Jackson, such as in the above video, which I will stop doing now. Next stop Boris Johnson? I don’t think so. I don’t think that he will be able to resolve my situation either.
Angelina Souren, critical thinker and long-term target of something very unusual and disruptive here in the UK – still trading as “SmarterScience” (established in 1997) 