Funny. I'm being poisoned and harassed to the point where it doesn't matter. It's called gaslighting. Where's the last homeless person you did this to until they complained all the time? I remember them posting on hackernews. What happened to them? Are they dead?

I need a place to live where I can sleep and eat without being poisoned. I was gassed with drugs by the public and city officials coordinated to have it happened. I'm being poisoned so I have constant headaches and then having strangers follow me around and sniff at me and scream in my ear.

Can you find me a safe place to live and clean food to eat? I don't trust the shelter I'm in or city officials. Is that too stupid to be helped? Or are you powerless to help someone?

I spend the entirety of my day emailing as many people as I possibly can to warn them away from coming to San Francisco.

That's all of academia. Anyone powerful and famous I can think of. Anyone with any influence. Over every email platform I can think of while rotating addresses.

And provide pictures of abandoned buildings. And people stalking me in public. People here are sick.

You live in a ruins and you hurt and poison people you don't like with vigilante mobs and drugs. And so everyone that can leaves. Try and go to a doctor with an illness and see if you can "no really actually" your way into competent medical care.

Want I should post the picture of people dumping all their fentanyl in the sewer again with the embossed logo of the city of San Francisco on the grate? That's "funny" too.

I wouldn't be so cruel and mean were I not being poisoned and in constant pain.

(Edit - cute trick about making it so that what I type has errors in it when I post it so I have to go back and edit it. Happens in my emails too because my phone is bugged. And then when I find all the errors and correct them some homeless guy grunts or some asshole in public "no actually reallys". Christ you're all so fucking ignorant and evil. Oh look I said Christ by all means send the religious loonies after me now. I wonder if the guy who cleans the fentanyl out of your water supply cares that he can't go to the doctors because they're all sick. But that's cool. You're good at programming a phone.)