Wednesday, October 3, 2012

Stalk back your stalker

*re-posting this to get thoughts from other wide-awake ACoNs.  If we aren't scared of them anymore, why not torture them back.  Or even torture other ACoNs narcs.  For fun.*

I wonder why, in all the (extensive!) writings on the subject that I have read, I have not found an instance of anyone stalking their stalker.  WHY hasn’t anyone ever hired a pit bull of a (former military?) PI and spied on/stalked/harassed their abuser?  If I came into a lottery-type inheritance of unlimited funds, I would form a corporation and spend the rest of my life funding this type of thing FOR FREE for ACONs.  And former spouses of narcs.  And any former victims of narcs.  Buy a billboard (fake name or someone else’s name!) in your narcissists home town, find the most horrendously ugly picture of the narc, blow it up, and just put it on the billboard.  No info, no name (this would make a narcissist crazy – ugly and anonymous!).  Buy a nanny-cam type of hidden camera and FILM THEIR NARC RAGES.  Film the lies.  Then blast them on Youtube or your own TV.  Show the face under the mask.  Stay just within the law, the same way they do, and give it back a gabillion times over.

Stalking a stalker would be the ultimate fun game.  One person waylays them with a blocked-in parked car, while the other goes to the stalkers home and oh, I dunno – CLEANS IT TOP TO BOTTOM.  Rearranges the furniture, vacuums, re-formats their hard-drive, wipes clean any vestige of the stalkee from the place.  Remove photographs, paint a wall…  enough to drive the narcissist out of their minds but who could go to the police and say ‘someone broke in to my house and cleaned it’!?  With two (or more) people connected via cell phones, imagine the havoc you could wreak on these psychopaths lives.  Hook up surveillance cameras to catch them leaving items on your front door.  And then DO THE SAME THING.  Bring a dead rat and drop it at THEIR front door.  Show up at every. single. store. they go to during a day.  Have friends in other states/counties/countries mail anonymous birthday cards to every friend of theirs, with that ugly picture, or clippings and copies of items that show the lies.

It would be easy enough to place a GPS tracker on a stalkers car while they are at work/in a bar/with their newest victim.  Then imagine the fun you could have!!  “There is no law saying me and my friends can’t come to this restaurant and annoy the fuck out of you!”  Let the air out of one of their tires every week or so  (twist off the valve stem cover, place a small piece of gravel inside the cover and twist it back on.  Rock will press against the valve - Presto!  Slow leak).  Don’t pop the tire, just eeeeek out the air so they never know where it will happen.  And never know which tire.

Set up a fake email account and contact one of them through one of the estranged parents sites.  Groom them (we all know what to say to these people to hipnotize them into thinking we are their newest source of n-supply)  Milk them for any information – spectacularly easy, a narcissists GOAL is to talk!  Then once you have them pegged, let the fun begin.  A narc would make such an easy target – they are completely predictable in every thing they say or do.  A second email account (for stalking!) and bingo.  You have your fun lined up for a month or more.

WHY ISN’T THERE A BUSINESS LIKE THIS??  There just has to be people with covert ops experience with time on their hands.  Disability PTSD peeps, who want something to do that uses their professional skills and provides deep satisfaction.

I know that some say that spending time on revenge would damage the soul, or something like that.  I don’t subscribe to that belief.  Revenge is sweet.  Slow, steady drive-them-over-the-edge revenge would be like a BALM to my soul.   (there is a joke there with balm/bomb but I am too lazy to make it).

Too bad my narcs are dead/nearly dead.  And I am old and stiff and unable to get under cars or climb ladders.  But I provide this idea (this idea sends me to deep slumber at night, planning how I would start such a business if I had the funds!  It’s awesome!) for your employment!  Let us all know how it goes.  We need the vicarious joy.

8 comments:

  1. Brilliant (?!) minds think alike-don't kid yourself. When I was enduring my 18 yr. post NC scorched-earth War courtesy of Psychobitch I had all KINDS of "Paid-For" Stalkers aka, PIs. Who were apparently instructed to be as obvious as possible and they WERE. Any idea how terrifying it is to have some guy jumping out of bushes and sticking a camera in your face? Pulling up next to you in the grocery store parking lot and dogging your steps filming you as you're going into the store? And the manager/ helpful idiot with the IQ of a gnat tell you, "Well, maybe he's filming the fall foliage?" Yep. In the middle of a grocery store parking lot. Going through your trash? Following your (late) DH (who truly was), your friends, calling your Agency's District Director who you've yet to meet because he's brand new and you've been working out of the country, denigrating the living hell out of you (there goes your high security clearance/career) because, "I SHOULD KNOW! After all, I'm HER MOTHER!!!" And mommy-dearest was aware there had been an "incident" when I was 20 where I was abducted, assaulted and left for dead and how fuckin' SICK it is to do this period, never mind so obviously? Not to mention procuring an illegal tap on your very unlisted home phone? Start calling at all hours of the night within 2 days of your DH's death notice in the paper-and have the tap verified but not prosecutorial because she knew to stop before the third hit? And then making SURE you knew about it (after awhile) by telling you about it on the outside of her avalanches of non-stop snail mail that "found you" despite numerous moves before you even moved into your new place? (The vast majority of which were promptly dumped in the trash.)
    Just a few highlights. Sign me up. The Laws on Stalking, Harassment/Aggravated Harassment have changed. No one would suspect this harmless looking old lady (me) would be perfectly capable of terrorizing these NPs. I learned from the Pros. If I can find a reliable way out of The Tundra (besides dog sled) I'll work for expenses-and I'm a cheap feed anyway.
    I have a young ACoN friend (not in this area) who is already contemplating implementing her OWN paid-for-stalker for her Evilbitch. And the gaslighting is gonna be a hoot. WOO HOO! Cheaper than an attorney and pay-back is a bitch. Her goal: Terrify Evilbitch to death if possible. I can absotively get behind that agenda. :)
    TW

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    2. OH TW, you are a woman after my heart. (I remember reading your story somewhere, your mother and Q's mother need to be in a cage match). I would absolutely donate money to ANYONE who would do this sort of thing. Maybe we should start a Pay Pal fund to give to worthy ACoNs. Or SOs of narcs. How much fun would this be?!?

      I'm with you - I can fade into the background like any good 50-year old woman at the grocery - and I am positively fearless when it comes to this shit. If your friend needs any other ideas, let me know. I (we) learned from the best. Terrify them to death! HEE HEE I love it. Seriously, I think about this in detail at night as I fall asleep. The possibilities are endless.

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  2. Ohhh, indeed they ARE! And such fun to play with their inherent paranoia-let's use what they do "possess" including their All-About-Appearances, their craving for Drama and Center-of-Attention etc. Yep, let's give 'em somethin' to talk about if anyone still speaks to them in any event. As they get older there's a distinct paucity of "friends" because they retreated from the "Crazies" long ago so generally, they talk to themselves, the blaring TV or the wall.
    When they leave to go to the "Hairdresser/Beauty Parlor" slip in and move around a few things...like rearrange the entire living room. Imagine trying to report THAT to Law Enforcement? Not a thing "missing," just "different." Stick a python in their bed-they do like heat. Install a cage or two of "liberated" lab rats and liberate them freely throughout the residence. (There, they can feed the python.) Drop some red food coloring in the fish tank. Not all at once, of course, but now and then, yk? Have 'em open the fridge to a fresh bear head (Big Game season has opened here) and a nice, cheap box of generic red whine. Follow them right on their bumper every time they leave their residence. Stand across the street and take pictures-for a few hours. Nothing illegal about that. Call and "rearrange" or make a medical appointment. Tell them their recent "tests" are cause for concern-whisper, "Y'know-like the C word? Shhh. See you tomorrow at 7AM!" Call the County Health Dep't. "Tip Line" and anonymously report a "Hoarding Problem" or a "Vermin/Rodent Issue" your "neighbor" is perpetrating on the entire neighborhood. Call a "Pest Control" Company and send them out in their brightly signed van for a "Consult." (They'd just love having THAT parked in their driveway. Maybe the nice people can spray THEM!) Call them in "Sick" to their place of employment-if they have one-a few times. What a "surprise" when they show up, huh? Block your number and start returning the "DWI Favors" (Dialing While Insane) phone calls we endured at all hours and blast a few lines of Rap before hanging up. Wait about 90 min., call again and breathe heavily. Rinse and repeat every few nights.
    Ohh, the possibilities are endless. I am absolutely all done with "fair" when it comes to these stalkin' effers. A lot of this stuff you wouldn't even need to leave home to do. I have an idea for q seein' as how his "anniversary" is commin' up: Call the funeral home where The Barbarian made all her "Pre-Arrangements" and tell them Ms. Barbarian "expired" overnight and could they please come pick her up? Ohh, Ms. B's paranoia would be peeked for sure when the hearse and the Funeral folks showed up. I think we should mention that to him, huh?
    TW

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    1. I LOVE THAT IDEA. That whore would drop her teeth.

      I also like the idea of subscribing them to magazines that would horrify them. Women's health for the msogynist. Gay & Lesbian stuff for the homophobe. Caskets-R-Us for the whore.

      Re-pot their plants. Leave the TV on. Re-arrange pictures. DRIVE THEM INSANE. Get them mad but with nothing to rage at. I still say anyone who is living with one should get a nanny camera and film them, then post in on Youtube. Send it in an email to the family. We should start this business. I'm trying to convince my USMC kid to get involved, lol. Fun for the whole family.

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  3. Ha! Maybe her teeth could catch up with her panties, but I doubt it at this late date. Wait till DS gets his hot little hands on all that military grade stuff (no, not the female "stuff", stuff WE can use!) and we'll be good to go.
    I'll see what q is up to later. Maybe he can be convinced considerin' it's his party anyway and it should be memorable in a "positive" way, instead of how he felt three years ago. ;)
    TW

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  4. Not that I've had tons if stalker's, but I've had a couple. Only one really has frightened me. All I've wanted is for them to leave me alone and forget all about me.

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  5. Vicarious - I totally understand. Mine is certainly not a popular opinion out here.

    I think all of us had stalkers - the way our parents stalked us when we were kids is one example. Anyone writing a blog about divorcine a narc has a lot of stalkee experience. I guess I'm just a vindictive asshole at heart. I don't want to cause pain to just anyone - only to those who cause pain to others. Maybe I should carry a Vorpal Blade and change the word from REvenge to Avenge. Maybe I just need a time-out.

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