| Blowing
Whistles and Taking Names by
Rocky from the Insane Asylum
Back in 1994-1995, I was working for a contractor for a Dept. of Energy facility. I was working as part of the site safety team. I didn’t fit in to their idea of a good governmental employee (I didn’t learn to sit at my desk and do nothing all day). I was always pulling office pranks like rubbing carbon paper over telephone handsets or taking screws out of chairs so they would collapse when sat upon. The managers really didn’t like when I used a girl’s email to invite a few guys out to lunch. Just a joke, but really not funny in a “we are the government and have no sense of humor” kind of way. They suspended me for a couple of days for that one, and I paid them back by turning them into the DOE whistleblower office for using DOE funds to turn a profit for the company. This is a common, but illegal, practice at federal facilities and it basically entails that the private company uses government funds (taxpayer dollars) and resources to do independent projects that increase the corporate profits. It is well known to the federal folks, they just don’t like someone who disturbs their good ol’ boy network by pointing it out to them. To make a long story short, they wanted me out of there. I guess they didn’t have the guts to do a Karen Silkwood on me so they tried to arrange jobs for me. One day, Frank Z., one of the company safety guys handed me a bunch of sheets with jobs on them that he had supposedly pulled from the internet. [Remember, this was ten years ago and the internet wasn’t anything like today. It was almost entirely text based.] I thought this was a little strange that Frank had handed me these sheets, especially since he had spent two years ignoring me, but I looked through them. One of the sheets had a job tailor-made for me. The qualifications/education requirements met mine to the letter. It was with a manufacturer of rotors near Toledo, OH. I interviewed with them a couple of times. The last interview was at a place outside of Detroit in an office building with no corporate logo or the name of the company anywhere in sight. Very strange. One guy, the head of corporate safety, had a plaque on the wall signifying that he was a member of the World Safety Organization. (this is a real organization, but it is only for those that can’t get qualified for the real safety organizations that do exist and I’ve only known one other person that joined this…….more later) The company made me an offer and I said I would think about it. Meanwhile, Frank Z kept asking when I was leaving to take this new job. The guy had never said two words to me and now he was my best buddy. On my final decision day, I faxed the company a letter declining the job. When I told Frank it was as if I had shot his kid or something. He literally became white as a ghost and stumbled back to his cubicle. Within a month Mr. Frank Z was gone from the Dept. of Energy site. Took another job in Ohio is what I was told. A few weeks later, 2 safety jobs at hospitals popped up in the local newspaper on the same day. I interviewed for both and was offered BOTH and accepted the psych hospital job (for the health benefits). Interesting that I was offered both jobs because I had never, ever worked in a hospital before. Experience = zero. The connection between the Dept. of Energy site and the hospital seems to be a lady named Mary I. a senior nurse at the hospital and wife of the mayor of a nearby town and Pat M., a fellow member of the company safety team and a member of the World Safety Organization. Both Italian/Catholic. It was as if Pat had called up Mary and said, “Hey this guy is a national security risk, create a job for him.” I started the job with no clue what I was doing. But, prior to bringing me in, the hospital had contracted with a guy to set up all of the safety procedures. So when I arrived, I really didn’t need to know or do anything. Some things that I learned at the hospital 1. I was under constant observation just like the patients. One time someone had shared my temporary internet files with everyone on the hospital network. What this did was that any site I would visit or any items I was searching for would be viewable to others on their computers if they clicked on my temporary internet folder on the hospital intranet. How the people used this information is truly bizarre. Instead of getting evidence to fire me for doing un-work-related things on my computer they would look at what I was looking for and strike up conversations with me. For example, one day the head of housekeeping came into my office and started talking about his house and he was having problems with his furnace and he thinks he needs to adjust his thermostat settings. I HAD BEEN SEARCHING THIS VERY SUBJECT THE DAY BEFORE. Eventually I discovered what the people were up to in the hospital and I began setting them up to identify everyone involved. I started searching for weird shit like liposuction and inevitably someone would strike up a conversation with me about it. I identified about twenty people who were closely monitoring my internet activity and using it to strike up conversations with me. I’m still not sure of the reason behind this. 2. The hospital was and is under some type of “mafia” control. I don’t mean that they kill people and shit, but that there is a very connected network that works behind the scenes to assure things go according to plan. All the key players at the hospital are either Italian/Catholic or Irish Catholic. One example is Mary mentioned earlier. She has since retired but while she was there she did nothing and everyone, and I mean everyone, even her superiors bowed down to her. The current CEO (and all former CEO’s) and the chief financial officer are Catholic. Not that there is anything wrong with that, it just helps explain who is calling the shots and how the job was so easily arranged for me. 3. A rich former governor of the state had a pregnant girlfriend who was committed to the hospital in the late 70’s. She was apparently threatening to go public with the relationship. She somehow lost the baby (his baby) after being admitted to the hospital, and after about ten years of drugs and shock therapy she was released unaware of who the fuck she or the political figure was. During the girlfriend’s stay at the hospital the political figure left specific instructions for hospital personnel to notify certain individuals including the state police if she escaped. It’s all true. I searched and found the patient’s chart in a storage room. Of course the chart contains words like miscarriage and delusional instead of “state sponsored abortion” and “knows information that will kill a political career”. 4. About two years ago a guy turned whistleblower against a different federal facility in the state. I’m not sure what his issue was, but he ended up at the nut house as a patient. He was also charged with screwing around with the chemical hoods at the facility (he was a maintenance guy). He maintained that he never did anything criminal but he was being set up by the government officials because he turned them in for some wrongdoing. I believe him. What is interesting is the collusion among the government entities (federal and state) to hide the truth. Anyway, I quit socializing with anyone at work, which really frustrated the efforts to monitor my behavior. After a great deal of effort, I finally landed another job close to home. I suspected this job was also arranged for me due to these factors: -- I have no experience for my new job. -- This is a grant funded outfit, and I have no experience writing grants. -- My boss is Catholic and knows the aforementioned Mary. -- A few people affiliated with the nut house have worked with my new employer. -- During the interview I said, “But
you know I’ve never done this type of work before.” The reply, “That’s
okay, we just want a different perspective.”
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