Pictures 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 & 8 - mystery App that no one is claiming to have put on my MacBook Air - The GeekTool App. Other pics show my Hacking Griefer's 'autograph' so boldly added once again as a User Profile on my Mac. When my 3 emails that were already built into the mail client & working just fine generated an error stating 'password rejected' right after I had been asked by an Apple Senior Advisor to send them the 'odd' logs I had created on my new MacBook Air & my network connection had been compromised, I knew for a fact that my hacker HAD been stalking me from my 1st connection and decided fervently to change everything I could in this App. Picture 5 is showing one of the icons I clicked on in this App that exposed 3 property values at first that apparently the hacker had built in (at the time I thought it was a built in Apple App & I knew what I was about to do could possibly whack out my Mac) but I added 3 fictitious values & unchecked everything checked & vis-a-versa then changed ISO Settings to ISO 2022 Japanese but I couldn't believe the property values just kept multiplying! What the hell is going on? By pure luck ALL my emails (over 10) that I was unable to use because of 'wrong UN or Password' populated from ALL devices; iPad, iPhone etc. & I lost ability to do anything because I no longer had Admin Rights on my MacBook Air. I clicked around & stumbled across 'Sherman' as a User Profile which was my Hacker's way of telling me he was still stalking me which I already knew because of all the bizaar encounters I had been having on everything to do with technology since Sherman first appeared on my Dell in April 2010 when I lived in MD. I have since moved to FL when the hacking Griefer appeared a 2nd time as Sherman in October 2011 but has made his presence very transparent until I started dealing with the FBI in MD in August & then shortly after my move from MD to FL in Sept. 2010 again with my LG Android Cell & my then brand new Lenovo laptop which kept acting strangely then getting corrupted time and time again. I thought I would have been safe since the remote accessing of my cell abruptly stopped shortly before I moved from MD. I had already stopped using my Dell completely after watching it delete pixel by pixel while on the phone with 'technical support' one night until about 4:30a.m in April 2010. When I woke up and literally jumped out of bed the next day around 3pm, I went to check my LAN line's VM & caller ID that 'technical support' was supposed to have made a follow up call around 11:00am and saw I had not received any calls and to my astonishment I had no dial tone NOR was I able to make or receive any calls on my cell either. I was completely terrified... in fear for my life. Everything that had led up to the time is incomprehensible. Was it my imagination or did I in fact talk to a REAL 'technical support' from Comcast that kept passing the buck and just made matters worse and never called me the following day. Right before my Dell started erasing, my hacker, named Sherman was in fact waving my present address at the time up and down the side of my screen as if on a newspaper clipping - Really?? Absolutely!!! A scare tactic on the Hacker's part to let me know he knew exactly where I lived... And many more similar haunting stunts. Then I overslept and and I had no way of making a phone call! How could my cell phone AND LAN line both NOT work at the same time? My heart was racing. Too scared to look at my Dell. I had to get to a pay phone or find the closest police station. That's when the reality of finding a pay phone were far and few in between. Hmmmm - I had never noticed that before... But I had never needed a pay phone where I was living before this terrifying incident & what had led up to it. Let me give some advice. Don't EVER go into a police station (or anywhere for that matter) unless you are somewhat composed and can talk rationally. But damn it I truly was in fear for my life. When you get subjected to Cyber Terror the last thing you're thinking is 'act normal' even though the reality as you once knew it, no longer exists and it's very difficult to be rational. At the time I questioned my physical well being. But trust me, I will never forget how I got treated in that police station in the dark of night as if I were same crazed out drug junkie! I was mortified but looking back I should have tried to collect myself a little bit before expecting the police to take what I had to say seriously. When I went to the police here in FL much calmer, the reaction was quite thankfully different. The only information I could get from the police in MD (my very first attempt of numerous attempts going to authorities) was to go on-line to www.ic3.gov and report the crime. No way! Seriously? How much sense did it make for them to tell me to go on-line when I clearly (not rationally maybe) explained amongst being in fear of my life & all the interactions I could think of at that frazzled time including someone was remote accessing my computer & controlling what I could do & not do. A library perhaps... that's another story. What part didn't they get? Just the beginning of 'pass the buck'. I knew after leaving the police trembling (who are supposed to protect but 'whatever'... ) the only place I would have felt safe at would be my Dad's house which was about 40 miles away. Had to find a damn pay phone! Thank God! My Stepmother answered - it didn't go to VM! And they had a computer. All I wanted at that point was to get a good night sleep. I would attempt as soon as possible to go to www.ic3.gov but not that night! BUT... There was only one major problem. The most unimaginable would soon slap me in the face blindfolded! To compound my baffled state of mind... The hacker was waiting for me... No I left my Dell at my house and haven't touched it since except about 3 weeks after my deranged escapade I took one quick glance thinking I would just see a blank screen since it was slowly erasing pixel by pixel when I last had my eyes on it with pure exhaustion talking to Comcast 'technical support'. Still waiting on that follow up call. NOT! But when I glanced at it I couldn't believe what I saw! My entire desktop was covered with newly named folders in alphabetical order and one of them had my X-husbands name on it (his name had kept appearing on my screen really tiny like it was far away in my screen then would float toward me magnifying slowly) Nope. Didn't click on a thing; was shocked to have seen anything at all. Turned it off, closed it and put it in its case - some authoritative figure may want to look at it and has actually been mentioned by CCU but I still have it in the case to this day; untouched since that bizarre encounter. As I mentioned, my hacker the Griefer who goes by Sherman knew somehow I would be attempting to report online the Cyber Terror to Cybercrime Unit from my parent's computer... Would I be able to? No!!! Another blog.
Take all precautions on your computers. Be safe. Don't think it can't happen to you!!! STOP CYBER TERROR!! How in God's name was 'my' hacker able to continue tormenting from my parent's house? How fricken whacked out.. He got into my PC so far away from my parents. No logic exists... The hacker was Stalking me to a degree - no one could imagine.
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Do you know anyone named Sherman? That exact profile name showed up on a windows operated PC & an Apple MAC in 2 different states? What did Cybercrime Unit do for you since you seemed to get hacked on 2 different PC's in 2 different states.
Nothing... Absolutely nothing. After ‘Sherman’ appeared a 2nd time in FL, I had a face to face interview with an FBI agent who called me a few weeks after and informed me he had gotten in contact with Cybercrime Unit and every bizarre encounter I could remember off the top of my head were validated as ‘being possible’ but told me that it mostly likely was someone I knew and he was ‘closing the case’. I was completely shocked that no one would help me stop all the ‘crazy’ and Sherman was free to terrorize me. It was completely insane but so typical of our government to pass the buck... the FBI stated it was the Police who needed to help me and the police are the ones who told me that they didn’t have the ability to help me and referred me to ic3.gov in MD and in FL, the FBI.
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