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          While the harassment that I'm receiving hasn't generally involved physical abuse, one form of abuse leads to another. So I complain, not to make a nuisance of myself, but as a form of self-defense.
           I feel I'm a victim of McCarthyism. I'm not accused of committing any crime, yet authorities manage to suspend a cloud of suspicion over my head. While they don't want to displease their superiors by actually investigating--let alone resolving--my situation, they cooperate in staged incidents--such as the one with the mysterious object in the street--designed to justify continued illegal, abusive treatment.
           Since I'm being observed all the time, individuals who aren't known to me, have an idea where things are in my apartment. And, in late April 2007, as has been mentioned, items of l value were actually taken.
           I didn't want to make the police to come to my building, so I tried making a theft report on the phone. Thusly, I was informed by IPD Oficer April Sontag that because the item's value was too small, the Prosecutor would be unlikely to take the case to court.
          And therefore, it wouldn't be necessary to enter an official report that any theft had occurred at all.
          Stolen items of larger value, she said, reported by other citizens, were still also too small to prosecute . . . or report. The implication was I shouldn't feel that I was the victim of a unique unjustice.

That brings me back to the 2007 election for Mayor. While I could see the logic of what Officer Sontag said, I could also see another logic: one way to lower crime-rate statistics would be not to report crimes. In that way, the crimes wouldn't be included in the statistics.
         Corruption is a weed. It starts small, then takes over everything. Is Indianapolis doing well? The city's bond rating is down and the crime rate is up--even though it seems some crimes aren't being reported.
          In a phone conversation with Megan in the Mayor's office, I tried to leave a question for Mayor Bart's Deputy Chief of Staff, Mr. Justin Ohlemiller. My question was, "Is Indianapolis dying?" I was hoping for a reply, but, as of this writing, hadn't received one.
      Now, both Prosecutor Brizzi and Mayor Peterson have children. I know that because of TV commercials in which each man displayed his family to the public. Both men are helping to bequeth an increasingly corrupt, totalitarian nation to the next generation. And two enormous problems with which I've been been involved to a significant degree (global warming and social security: see beginning of article) are each heading toward catastrophic outcomes. So I suppose I remain the Pied Piper: should, for example, the children of the prosecutor or the mayor happen to read this material at a certain impressionable age, they may become ashamed of their parents.
         A letter from Mayor Peterson may be viewed by clicking left. He said he legally could do nothing to help solve my problems, which wasn't true at that time.
        Since then the police department has been reorganized and many glorious new benefits from that change are promised to the public. But I can't help but notice that our fearless mayor has managed to rid himself of much of the legal responsibility for police oversight. It's been transferred from Peterson's shoulders to those of fellow Democrat, Sheriff Frank Anderson.
      After items had been taken from my apartment, I had the lock changed on my door. I bought the new lock myself. And Kingsley Properties agreed to let me keep both keys. Nevertheless there was an additional incident of someone entering after the change.
      That indicates that the intruder was someone who was making use of fairly advanced knowledge of locks.
     There'd been three cans of frozen apple juice in my refrigerator. It seemed that some reasonably strong person with short fingernails had pulled the lid off one can. That requires more strength than pulling the plastic strip which goes around the top of the can.
        For that reason, pulling the strip is the way I open such cans.
        So I was presented with the spectacle of two cans of unopened apple juice and a third sitting there pristinely with its liquid contents exposed.
"Nothing to worry about," the third can might have been whispering seductively. "I'm a perfectly normal household item, just waiting to be used in the usual way. True, the top has been pulled off, which is something you, as a useless middle-aged man, couldn't do yourself. But just because the top has been mysteriously removed, doesn't mean that I'm not the same, perfectly normal can of apple juice I always was. Go ahead, use me just as you normally would."
     As a self-imagined private eye, I'm, of course, not entirely a stranger to seduction. I can be misled. But, even for a dunce like me, this one wasn't quite slick enough. So I saved part of the liquid contents for possible future reference, as well the empty can itself with plastic strip still encircling the top.
Informatics page at IU
In June 2007 IU's web site had a listing for listing for Kalman Greenspan. To
see if it's still there, try
    
iu.edu.
   At upper right is "Find People" in red letters.
    Click on that and then enter "Greenspan" and "Kalman."  
Mayor Peterson's letter












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SO, ARE  ALL POLITICS LOCAL?
I submit that my story both confirms and refutes that adage. That is. my story is both local and national--since it brings in the CIA and national figures. And, since it brings in space colonization, it even has an interplanetary aspect (although that last is limited primarily to near-earth.)
     Having some unknown party fool around with one's food isn't something to be taken lightly. And I don't know whether I am dealing with the CIA or the mob. Perhaps they are conducting a joint operation.
     Although I don't think George Bush has been a very good president, that doesn't mean that I'm disloyal to my country. I try to be a good citizen. I've been listed five times in
Marquis Who's Who in America.
     So, I think I have a reasonable record of accomplishment. I may even have a few good shots left.
      For example: (1) I have some thoughts about how to improve political stability in the middle east and in Asian Moslem countries. (2) I think my work with viruses may provide a way to reduce HIV infections in US prisons. My published thoughts, as they now stand, on those two subjects may be viewed here. Go to the subject index at the lower left of my home page. Then click on (1)
"Iraq" or (2)"gp120" (which has to do with HIV).
     If I live long enough, I'll try to incorporate the two above projects into my web presentation and develop them in other ways.
     So I object to my being involved in a situation that is as unlawful as it is Byzantine. I've prepared this record of events in the hope that it may motivate corrective action by the government. Such expectation is a "triumph of hope over experience."
      Now, I don't want to be melodramatic. But, in the event of my demise, I'm hoping that this narrative will survive long enough to cause trouble for both the actual operatives and for the orchestrators higher up.
    Let me leave you with this thought: in 2007, America's greatest enemies weren't abroad.
    Instead, we live in a nation that's in seriously bad order. It  needs reform. In 2007, America's greatest enemies were it's own venality, thoughtlessness, lack of dedication, lack of ethics, dishonesty, and so on. There was what might be called "pseudo-hypersexuality." There was also a lack of national purpose. Health care was bad. People were overweight.
      In
The Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire, Mr Edward Gibbon tells us that the fall came, not because of Rome's external enemies, but because of Rome's own internal corruption. We can only hope that some future historian won't say something similar about us.

This article was last modified in early fall 2007, before the Indianapolis election for mayor.
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