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104 I’ve checked with other keynote speakers from the conference who also came away with unbearable pains in their arms, legs and other parts of their bodies. For about three weeks several of us spent days just crying aloud in pain. And going to the doctor didn’t seem to help. On April 26, 1998, I woke with a kidney infection. My coach dog who sleeps beside my bed, also woke with urinary distress. When I hobbled to the door to let the big Dalmatian out he couldn’t urinate. He simply howled with anguish. Only courses of broad-spectrum antibiotics brought both of us back from sheer hell. Since that day I’ve been diagnosed over and over again with a kidney infection. Sometimes it seems cured. I feel wonderful. There is no pain. Everything is perfect. Then, for no discernible reason the pain returns full force. I suspect the Black Project Military Intelligence unit can target you with what I can only call beam-technology, which contains some sort of low frequency wave some projection. . When I walk around the house with my mobile phone I can talk and be heard over most of the house. All around my bed and around my desk (which, even though it is in an adjoining room, is in a direct line with my bed) there is so much static that I cannot be heard and I cannot hear the I think the military also monitors people who talk to me on the telephone. When my co-author and I began this chapter, her telephone went dead for two days. The repairman was unable to make his repair call for that length of time. He was also unable to say what had really happened to the instrument when he finally made it to her house. Now her wireless telephone manufactures such static around her bed that she can’t hear or be heard in that area. Her mobile phone now rings endlessly while her conventional telephone instruments sit silently. When she answers the wireless phone there is no one on the line. Her Barbara Bartholic as told to Peggy Fielding person on the other end of the line.