Just days before embarking on my second “escape attempt” from the American police state I decided it would be best to put up an interview, no matter how boring or ridiculous, whereby all things that can and will be perpetuated by Fascist American police, fire, mlitary, “homeland security,” etc, are refuted by the person who made me and spends a significant amount of time around me.

I feel that this source, my own mother, is especially important specifically due to the fact that, as I’m sure you can tell by my questions, we have a strained relationship.

My own mother is my own greatest liability! She is Gaslighter #1. I have attempted numerous times to implore her to read my side of the story, to read my library, and yet she has gone all in on this Big Lie about mental illness. She has done this throughout her life. My own grandmother was “mentally ill” according to my mother, as were numerous neighbors, aunts, uncles, cousins, parents of certain friends … those who felt differently or acted differently or believed differently or for whatever reason may have made her ego feel threatened.

People often use “mental illness” to explain what they do not understand or do not want to understand.

Perhaps that’s beside the point though. What this boring meandering interview does is cover all the bases. What I’m showing is that any possible rationale one could ever conceive of to target me in the context of “predictive policing” is 100% bogus and utterly unwarranted, and that source is the single most credible person possible due to (a) who she is in relation to me, and (b) that she and I disagree on the fundamental issue of how “mentally well” I am.

What I also hope comes across in the interview is her naivety. She does not understand how that term, “psychotic,” is used or what it really means to hysterical or paranoid cops, vets, neighborhood narcs, etc. She has no comprehension of the horrific stereotype and bogeyman character she is serving up to these power groups by saying that. Or how she’s unwittingly feeding an abuse cycle.

To clarify, she believes the sole reason I am “mentally ill” is because I make claims that I’m algorithmically discriminated and geolocated / targeted by the predictive policing establishment. There’s no underlying condition, in other words. That IS the illness according to her.

And yet, she doesn’t even understand how policing has radically transformed over the past 15 years, she has no concept of how very real my claims are, and how many people are being affected now that “smart cities” enable extremely close and crowdsourced “prevention and deterrence” efforts. In other words, and sorry if I’m making a petty dig by calling out her credentials (home ec degree, class of 1974), I feel that if my mother were someone with a stronger background in civil liberties matters, or who would take it upon herself to simply read one of the books I offer here at my own book list let alone the dozens fed to her by old white male psychs about “parenting your mentally ill son,” she would have seen this for what it is a long, long time ago and …. “what it is” is not “mental illness,” and if it is, due to psychiatry basically being the science of hearsay, that her own parroting the “mental health” narrative about me is feeding a loop that is sabotaging me.

I don’t know if that makes sense? I hate tackling the most emotionally painful topics, especially this where it involves the extreme disappointment I have in my family for basically feeding cops, feds, psychs, etc, all the buzz words they need to portray me as The Most Dangerous Crazy Person Ever and abuse me accordingly. I feel my mother’s naivety has been taken advantage of by various psychs, cops, and false allies who knowingly use her medicalization of me against me, harshly.

I only did this because I think it answers the basic questions that shockingly do not seem to be answered when I travel. I get massive amounts of discrimination. Nobody really talks about that in America, the immense discrimination that certain single males face, especially those like myself who are apparently of such extremely low status in the eyes of the Establishment, when the Very Important People (relative to me, YES, I would undoubtedly say my very well-connected mother represents a blown opportunity and someone who failed to use her power to do right by me) do not take their own claims of victimhood seriously.

My mother claims she has “learned a lot” about “mental illness.” She has been indoctrinated by an agenda, period. I don’t have an “illness” and due to her not recognizing this, seeing this BS as of superior cred to my own side of my own story, she has been coddled by industries (both law enforcement and psychiatry) who are presently engaged in a sort of friendly tug of war for little pawns like myself to funnel into their systems to profit off of our destruction.

I am not necessarily full-blown “anti-psychiatry” but in my case, 100%, slam dunk case, an example of ineptitude, incompetence, hysteria, alarmism, and malice (depends on the player, the motives) coming together to affect the worst possible outcome for me, your modern day Randle McMurphy.

***Try to judge the content of my questions and what I’m trying to get across, not the production value or my temperament. I never wanted to build a page called joeleineweber.com, I’m not in this to produce a website or be a journalist or a champion of some cause, I merely want my fucking life back and I think “not dangerous” and “not trafficking and laundering” and “not racist” is an extremely low bar to clear … why do nameless faceless shameless due-process-flouting algorithms all disagree so strongly? Seems a lot of facts are missing, seems a lot of perspective is missing, seems a lot of oversight is missing, seems a lot of context is missing, and it seems that’s not a flaw or mistake, that in my case that’s the whole point.

The question I wish I had asked, and it’s not a slam dunk answer, would have been: “Mom, when you yourself put it out there in the streets and to literal police agencies that you have a “paranoid, scary, psychotic” adult son in this current climate, that not only am I not a danger to others, but that many, many, many others thereby become a danger to me?”

In a way I’m very glad I did not ask it because the likely very dismissive answer would have upset me and given her more basis for claiming I’m having a “psychotic break.” Again, fully unaware of how her casual use of hyperbolic language, from the mouth of someone like her, who lives in an “Enhanced Patrol District” like this where there is literally nothing else to do for the way-too-many-people who form their identity around “crime prevention and deterrence,” can have consequences so severe and long-lasting when in her mind it’s just this rather off-the-cuff discreditor she doesn’t even recall even happened a day later, and can’t fathom why her son’s life keeps going deeper and deeper down the shitter under the oppressive, extremely well-funded, and insurmountable weight of American “predictive policing.”

I bring up my dogs often because they were such a phenomenal example of why “reports” are BS. Dogs don’t have an agenda, they don’t manipulate the way humans do, so what you see is generally what you get. Brody provided me such a saddening glimpse into my own story as I watched the “aggressive attack dog” complaints stack up, with literally zero evidence. I believe my mother is an extremely strong character witness in this regard. So the question is kind of … if the Brody Attack Dog reputation is so clearly a lie, based on multiple people parroting and amplifying disinformation, what makes my case so different? In other words, just because “everyone says so” or “there were multiple reports,” do not imply that that means something is more true or credible. It is in fact highly likely that there could be a specific group vs. individual abuse dynamic at play, that the so-called aggressor may in fact be more of a victim than you would ever believe if left to passively consume the “official narrative.”

What I think must be said at this point, however hurtful it may come across, is that my mother, my family for that matter, is/are complete idiots. She is the better of the buffoons. She’s the better half by far. Don’t get me started on my father. Let’s just say I wouldn’t be in the position I’m in today, being medicalized, pathologized, demonized, and criminalized to death, if I’d had mentally well, and less intellectually lazy, family around me in the first place. It’s been far more hurtful to see them side with massive abusive institutions, and feed me to them against my will to apparently save face (I guess they don’t approve of my life choices?) and then continue to feed me to them when I’m like “Okay when you say things like this to Fascist cops they start doing Fascist things and I need your protection now”). They created this abuse cycle needlessly, and perpetuate it to this day. They are unwittingly the reason I’ll soon be killed, and to the end - and beyond that moment - will still place 100% of their faith and trust in (a) their ignorant medicalization of me, (b) their lack of sense of culpability for what is happening / did happen, © total trust in the institutions of police, fire, military, “safety” and “prevention” which methodically assassinated my character, my life’s quality, my basic rights, and finally, me, and that’s just the reality I’m facing right now. My biggest regret in life was the day I moved back to the same city as them in 2014, which at the time made sense as it was based on a local business opportunity. If you find yourself becoming a target or scapegoat of your own family, especially if they are people seen as highly influential or important in your society as mine are, get the f*** away while you can and figure out the rest later. For me it’s too late, as I’m now systematically oppressed, targeted, and attacked constantly by the “neighborhood safety” dregs and the power imbalance is so stark that it’s not even worth putting up a fight, literally no point in doing so any longer.

Final thing about my parents, who are so crucial to “the state” and its bullshit case that I’m insane. They are chronic gaslighters of me. Before it was about my surveillance abuse claims, it was about marathons and backpacking trips, that somehow what I was doing was a sign I was behaving abnormally and engaged in risky behavior. Then it was very much starting my company, which they have all but stolen from me (as well as all the credit) since, where they were such haters putting up so much resistance, in the most hurtful ways (always tying it in with how “sick” I am in the head), that I nearly gave up many times (as opposed to now where I am voluntarily giving it up out of protest, where I feel I “climbed the mountain and I turned around” and simply was sickened by what I still saw all around me, not in my reflection but in my surroundings, my mistreatment, here in America). So there’s that. Bad inputs lead to very bad decisions by very bad people (like punk ass nazi cops and firefighters). If your own family doesn’t have your best interests at heart, or is so inept as to not realize the power of their voice, of the damaging things they put out there about you … as I said, get the f*** away and don’t look back. It’s too late for me now, I’m so trapped in now by the surveillance state that now I am in this f*** codependency dynamic, where it’s so dangerous for me to be out there alone in hotels, interstate highways, public spaces, that I have to “hide out” in their little basket of white Privilege at the end of their culdesac just to get a little reprieve from the Ignorant Stalker App Masses. Not how I ever envisioned my life going, let me tell ya, and all avoidable if not for the awful tandem of surveillance state tech, the kinds of people I have surrounding me, and the kinds of people actively weaponizing tech against me having such a superbly easy time manipulating and shielding the truth from those who would otherwise stick up for me. Although that is very much in doubt too, as my mother answers at the end of the interview, she actually would not be angry on my behalf at all or demand any form of castigation should it become evident my claims were pretty much on the money and all these surveillance abuses have played out exactly as I describe them on this page. Wow, I sure feel loved.