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PATH OF THE MYSTIC WARRIOR
PART II
SUSANA VEXLER
WILL NOT TAKE HER GARBAGE OUT
By Elana Laham © 2017 Elana Laham
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Fun Factoid: The name Gohan means "God is Gracious".
If the reader is interested in viewing the online web page about Gohan's name then please go to the following hyperlink Y at www.bullcrapbusters.com.
The following is a real life scenario I call, “Sara Cynthia Sylvia Stout Would Not Take The Garbage Out”. It illustrates what can happen when you make it your mission to become a Mystic Warrior by fighting back against bullying.
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SARAH CYNTHIA SYLVIA STOUT
WOULD NOT TAKE THE GARBAGE OUT
Sarah Cynthia Sylvia Stout
Would not take the garbage out!
She'd scour the pots and scrape the pans
Candy the yams and spice the hams
And though her daddy would scream and shout
She simply would not take the garbage out.
And so it piled up to the ceilings
Coffee grounds, potato peelings
Brown bananas, rotten peas
Chunks of sour cottage cheese
It filled the can. It covered the floor.
It cracked the window and blocked the door.
With bacon rinds and chicken bones
Drippy ends of ice cream cones
Prune pits, peach pits, orange peel
Gloppy glumps of cold oatmeal
Pizza crusts and withered greens
Soggy beans and tangerines
Crusts of black burned buttered toast
Gristly bits of beefy roasts
The garbage rolled on down the hall.
It raised the roof. It broke the wall.
Greasy napkins, cookie crumbs
Globs of gooey bubble gum
Cellophane from green baloney
Rubbery blubbery macaroni
Peanut butter, caked and dry
Curdled milk and crusts of pie
Moldy melons, dried-up mustard
Eggshells mixed with lemon custard
Cold French-fried and rancid meat
Yellow lumps of Cream of Wheat
At last the garbage reached so high
That it finally touched the sky.
And all the neighbors moved away.
And none of her friends would come to play.
And finally Sarah Cynthia Stout said,
"OK, I'll take the garbage out!"
But then, of course, it was too late.
The garbage reached across the state.
From New York to the Golden Gate.
And there in the garbage she did hate
Poor Sarah met an awful fate.
That I cannot now relate.
Because the hour is much too late.
But children, remember Sarah Stout
And always take the garbage out!
Poem Written By Shel Silverstein, © 1974
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For the one and a half years that I have been living here, SUSANA VEXLER, the next-door neighbor across the way, almost never took her garbage out and almost always put her trash on my side of the hallway. And sometimes in such a manner that it blocked the entrance and exit way to my apartment.
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Whenever I noticed her trash was on my side of the walkway, I relocated it to her side of the walkway. I did not want cockroaches in my immaculately clean house. But, instead of keeping her garbage on her side, or taking it to the dumpster, which is a hop, skip, and a jump away across the street, Susana decided to declare war upon me.
On December 31, 2016, Saturday, about 10:00 a.m., I was gently tapping a small nail into a painting on the wall that adjoins Susana's and my apartment.
I had to gently tap the nail as I was putting it into a concrete wall. If I pounded the nail into the wall the plaster woulda, shoulda, coulda shatter. So the sound I was making was very soft.
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Suddenly, I heard banging on the same wall I had mounted the painting on followed by banging against my patio blinds. Two of my blind slats were knocked onto my patio floor.
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It turns out that my patio blinds were not broken. I was able to reinsert the slats into their previous positions.
Now, I heard banging at my front door. I foolishly opened it. I saw a male in his 20’s in age, who stood about 5 feet 8 inches tall, who had a medium sized body build, who was clean shaven with short dark hair, wearing nothing but blue underwear. How disgusting! He started yelling at me in Russian. I did not understand what he was saying to me. Without warning, like two Sumo Wrestlers, we were grappling!!!
Ding! Ding! Ding!
In this corner…we have a MALE in GOOD HEALTH who is YOUNG, TALL (5 feet 8 inches), THIN, WIDE CHESTED, FIRMLY MUSCLED and without any physical ANOMALIES who recently was in the MILITARY (all Israelis have to serve their country when they reach 18 years old) attacking a FEMALE THREE TIMES HIS AGE, in POOR HEALTH who is OLD, SHORT (5 feet 2 inches), and FAT who wears GLASSES, has SCOLIOSIS of the SPINE, a FLAGSTAFF BAD neck and two DEFORMED FEET who has never been in a fight, who has no TRAINING whatsoever in self defense, and who lives alone without anybody to protect her…in this corner. Not to mention I had an OPEN TWO INCH KNIFE WOUND under my right armpit from the Galilee Medical Center that was still healing [See UPDATES 9/7/16 for details].
In spite of my handicaps I was no easy win for the simple reason that after 20 years of becoming a BullCrap Buster by fighting back against bullying, the Mystic Warrior was in me.
Before I realized what was happening, he grabbed both of my shoulders with both of his hands and started pushing me backwards into my own home. Alarmed, I grabbed both of his shoulders with both of my hands and tried to push him out of my home. To no avail! I continued to slide backwards. While he was pushing me backwards he swung his right arm in a semi-circle while aiming his right fist towards my face.
I had to win this unexpected fight to prevent him from harming me yet without injuring him or letting him injure me. For though the bully coward was OFFENSIVE in every sense of the word, I had to be strictly DEFENSIVE since I did not wish to end up in jail like females who get prison sentences for fending off male rapist attackers. Nor did I desire to have to go to court because he filed a lawsuit against me for damaging him.
Suddenly MADNESS swelled up within me at the pathetic, pitiful COWARDICE of this bully whose intention was to commit assault and battery upon a “grandmother”. It was immediately followed by a surge of uncanny strength, which flooded my being. It reminded me of stories I heard when I was a child about mothers who were overcome with a power to lift up cars in order to save babies.
His sucker punch missed me as I got behind my front door and used it to push him out of my home. He slid backwards onto the porch way. But before I was able to close my front door he shoved it back open, grabbed both of my shoulders with both of his hands and tried to push me backwards into my own home again. But he was not able to. Instead, I grabbed both of his shoulders with both of my hands again and shoved him backwards. Then, I got behind my front door again and used it to push him into the hallway. After that, I closed and locked my front door. Thru my peephole, I saw him retreat into his apartment and close his front door.
Immediately, I called 100, the emergency number for the police. I spoke to a Ron Harel. I reported what had happened. Two police officers came to my home. One was carrying an Uzzi sub machine gun. His name was Hativ. The other police officer’s name was Samir.
Samir told me I can press charges. But he said the neighbors can also press charges. For what I did not know! He also informed me that it is forbidden to make any construction noise (hammering is considered construction) on the Sabbath – Jewish rest day. Being that I was a new immigrant, and I had made a minuscule sound when I inserted a small nail into my wall to mount a painting, I was not fined or incarcerated for breaking the noise ordinance.
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But this police officer ought to know the difference between a shoebox and a barn. The male neighbor invaded my home and attacked me. Yet, this police officer was warning me that I made a soft brief noise on the Sabbath. Plus, it woulda, shoulda, coulda be obvious to this police officer that any counter charges from these neighbors were simply in retaliation against me for exercising my inalienable right to be SAFE.
On December 31, 2016, Saturday, I went to the Karmiel Police Station located on 11 HaHaroshet Street, Karmiel, Israel. Phone: 049901444. I reported a crime of attempted assault and battery against me by a male resident neighbor. The Police Report Number given to me was 564940. Investigator Mazeed Chanjar took my complaint. It was filed in Hebrew. I was not allowed to have a copy of the text. Only the document that shows I filed it.
On January 2, 2017 I saw thru my peephole the violent male just staring at my apartment.
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On January 2, 2017 I saw thru my peephole the violent male installing a lock on the electric box so I cannot get into my side of it if and when the electricity goes out in my apartment and I have to flip the breakers to turn in back on.
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On March 11, 2017, Saturday at about 10:00 a.m., I noticed a small, empty, plastic bowl sitting on the rail in the hallway of my apartment. A rainstorm was coming. A wind developed that knocked the bowl off the partition and onto the stairs by the violent neighbor’s apartment.
On March 11, 2017, Saturday at about 4:00 p.m., there was a commotion outside my front door.
I heard Susana coming up the stairs. Then, I heard a male voice yell at Susana in Hebrew, "Why is the bowl not sitting on the rail?" Susana yelled something back in Hebrew at him. I do not know what she said.
A moment later, the male neighbor was banging on my front door. I live alone. I did not wish to escalate a confrontation. So I looked thru my peephole from about two feet away from my front door as I did not desire for him hear me and know I was home. But it seemed to be another male. He appeared to be taller (5 feet 10 inches) than the male who attempted assault and battery on me. But I was not sure. He was YOUNG (20's in age), THIN, ROBUST and wearing a white t-shirt. I heard him say to me in Hebrew, “You will open the door!” – addressing future tense female – me. I ignored him.
I did not know what to do. My first reaction was to call the police. But on second thought I remembered that Estie, the police officer, who was handling my case, told me that if either these neighbors, or I make any contact with each other, or any more complaints against one another, we will all get arrested. In the end I decided I will rather go to jail then take the risk that either I, or this violent neighbor is going to get killed.
So on March 13, 2017, at about 9:00 a.m., I went to the Karmiel Police Station and reported that the violent neighbor continued his attempt to assault and batter me.
The name of the police officer that took my second police report #564940 was Amir Amar. He told me to speak to police officer Estie Ridler.
I went to speak to police officer Estie regarding my complaint against this violent neighbor. I told her that this male neighbor is violent because he disrespects the police since the police already told all of us we are not to make anymore contact with one another or make any more complaints against each other or we will all get arrested. Yet this violent neighbor has ignored all of it and continues to attempt assault and battery on me. So, I will rather go to jail then take the risk that either I, or this violent neighbor gets killed. She told me I was not going to get arrested. And suddenly it became apparent to me that the police were on my side. Evidently I was the credible one because I took the risk to go to prison in order to be safe since I did not know the police warning was not going to be carried out.
Estie was not on duty so she had me speak to another police officer whose name was Gil. Gil asked me the names of my neighbors. I answered, “I do not know the family name or the name of the male resident who is trying to commit violence against me. I only know the name of the female resident, which is Susana”. Gil informed me that he was going to send police officers to the violent male neighbor’s residence to take care of this ongoing issue. Gil also instructed me to make a video or take photos thru my peephole if the violent male neighbor came to my door again.
On March 13, 2017, @ about 4:00 p.m., I heard a soft knock on my door. I saw thru the peephole of my apartment two male police officers. I opened my front door and invited them in. Both of them entered my apartment. They looked MAD. One asked me in Hebrew the names of my neighbors. I answered in Hebrew, “I do not know the family name or the name of the male resident who is trying to commit violence against me. I only know the name of the female resident, which is Susana”. Then, he told me to remain in my apartment. After that, they angrily repeatedly rang the doorbell and knocked hard on Susana’s door. No one was home. They started to leave. I asked them in Hebrew if they wanted me to contact the police when Susana returns. I told them I can hear and see when she enters her apartment. The same police officer that spoke to me before told me to call the police station when Susana comes home.
On March 13, 2017, @ about 8:00 p.m., I heard Susana’s foot steps and noisy key chain, looked thru my peephole and saw her enter her apartment. I called the police.
On March 13, 2017, @ about 11:00 p.m., I heard and saw thru the peephole of my apartment two police officers (one male in police uniform and one female with black hair and a white coat) repeatedly knocked hard on Susana’s door. No one came to the door. Then, the male police officer dialed a number on his phone. After that, Susana opened her front door. The male police officer yelled at Susana. Susana was hysterical. I did not know what they said as my Hebrew is rather limited. But they were in the hallway for quite sometime.
A couple of days later two male police officers showed up at Susana’s front door again. They spoke briefly to Susana.
On March 14, 2017 @ about 9:30 a.m., I saw Susana, the female neighbor, thru the peephole of my apartment rip the tape off of the floor that marks the partition between her six tiles of space to put her trash on and my six tiles of space to not put her trash on.
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I had put the fair placement of trash boundary line tape on the floor on January 23, 2017.
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On March 15, 2017, @ 4:00 p.m., I saw Susana, the female neighbor, thru the peephole of my apartment rip the tape off the rail that marks the divide between our side and her side for fair boundary trash placement.
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I had put the fair placement of trash boundary line tape on the rail on March 12, 2017.
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On March 12, 2017, was when I noticed that the door was left open on the roof, which is used for the residents to access.
Did Susana, the female neighbor, arranged for the door on the roof to be open so that in the event the violent male neighbor continues to make an effort to commit assault and battery against me by pounding on my door and demanding I let him in, I will not be able to take a photo or video of him doing so?
In the entire two years that I have been living here the door on the roof was never left open and the only residents I have ever seen go up on the roof are from Susana’s apartment.
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On March 16, 2017, @ 2:00 p.m., my spouse borrowed a ladder and closed the opened door on the roof.
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On March 14, 2017, we took a photo of my spouse when the door to the roof was still open. It came out unclear.
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On March 16, 2017, we took a photo of my spouse when the door to the roof was closed. It came out clear.
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On March 19, 2017, I went back to the police station to speak to Estie to find out what was going on with this violent male neighbor. Investigator Mazeed Chanjar greeted me instead. He said they found out the name of the violent male neighbor and told me he does not live across the way from me. He lives in another town and visits Susana on the weekends. Then, he said the police have not been able to locate him. After that, he told me to contact the emergency number of the police if I see him.
As of this write up, I noticed that, Susana not only stopped leaving her trash on my side of the hallway but Susana stopped putting her trash in the hallway, all together. Both the floor and the rail in the walkway area between our apartments are empty of any garbage. In addition, I have not seen hide or hair of the violent male who visits her.
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Notice how Susana looks like a regular ordinary person. She is not beautiful but she is not ugly either. Bad people come in all shapes and sizes and so do good people.
On March 26, 2017 @ 3:00 p.m., I got a call from investigator Mazeed Chanjar of the Karmiel Police Department. He informed me that they made contact with the male who attempted to commit assault and battery on me. They warned him to have no contact with me and that he is forbidden to visit Susana – my female neighbor, or go near my home for 30 days. Investigator Mazeed Chanjar also told me to go to the Court House and file an Order of Protection and Execution Permit against him. I am going to do so.
On March 27, 2017 @ 8:00 p.m., I heard someone enter Susanna's apartment. I looked thru my front door peephole and noticed the hallway light was off. (The hallway light stays on for 5 minutes after it is turned on). But I noticed, thru my patio, that Susanna's living room light went on.
On March 27, 2017 @ 8:20 p.m., I saw Susanna, the female neighbor, enter her apartment as she always does with the hallway light on. Then, I heard her talking in her living room, which shares a wall with my living room. After that, I heard a male voice talking in her living room.
On March 27, 2017 @ 5:15 a.m., I got up to get a drink of water. As I was going into the kitchen to get one, I noticed, thru my patio, that Susana's living room light was on, and I heard a male voice in Susana's living room.
On March 27, 2017 @ 5:20 a.m., I saw a male exit Susanna's apartment. He never turn the hallway light on. Instead, he turned on a flashlight. I opened my front door to see who it was. I put my flashlight on him. He turned around and faced me. It was the male who attempted to commit assault and battery on me. He raised his flash light and aimed it at my face. An alarmed look crossed his face and he hurriedly descended down the stairwell. Just before he got to the point where we were no longer able to see one another or each other, he looked up in my direction with a worried expression.
On March 27, 2017 @ 6:30 a.m., I went to the Karmiel Police Department to report that the male who attempted to commit assault and battery on me was violating police orders. I requested of Sarit, the police officer at the front desk, to speak to investigator Mazeed Chanjar.
On March 27, 2017, @ 7:30 a.m., investigator Mazeed Chanjar came over to where I was sitting in the waiting room and told me that the male who attempted to commit assault and batter on me was not permitted to make any contact with me for 30 days and is not allowed to come to my home for 14 days. But he can go to Susanna's apartment. He showed me a document in English that he let me read that stated such, which was signed by the male who attempted to commit assault and battery on me. I told him that that was not what he said to me during our telephone conversation on March 26, 2017 @ 3:00 p.m. He replied that his English is not so good so he did not explain it right. I left.
While I was going home I wondered..."If, according to the police, it is okay for the male who attempted to commit assault and battery on me to visit Susanna, then why was he using a flashlight and not using the hallway light? He always used the hallway light before. Why is he sneaking in and out of the hallway?? Is he afraid me???"
[See the web page entitled, “Path of the Mystic Warrior Part III Updates 4/30/17”of the BullCrap Busters website for the continuation of this write up]
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