One of the most prominent and destructive features of real estate mobbing, at least as performed by those mobbing me in this lakeside neighborhood of northeast Seattle, is the mobbers’ injection of their prattle and babble into my home. The mobbing harassment includes constant threats, insults and demands, but one of its most important aspects is how it overtakes the life and world of the victim. In and of itself, this is perhaps the greatest threat to the life of the mobbing victim: The loss of quietude, the loss of time.
It’s a given that one of the ways real estate mobbers drive legal residents out of the homes that developers want to acquire is by interfering with, and hopefully removing altogether, your quiet enjoyment. When you’ve been real estate mobbed for more than two-and-a-half years as I have been in northeast Seattle, this obstruction of quiet enjoyment is felt on a day-to-day basis as the NPR storytelling hour, The Moth, is disturbed; as it becomes difficult to contemplate and to write about things that are of value and not of greed, crime and criminal real estate speculators and neighborhood watches; and as it becomes difficult to enjoy any entertainment or communications without the harangue of the mobbers.
This morning as I sit at the window, I listen to Wait wait, don’t tell me on NPR. The nasty neighborhood watch woman across the way and her Boeing husband took off in their separate cars, one by one, removing themselves from complicity to the extent there’s a chance of convincing a prosecutor that they’ve nothing to do with the property mobbers they were instrumental in putting into place around me.
TenantHarassment.com is offering a $5,000 reward for the real estate mobbers or “tenant clearers” who continue in their attempt to harass the author of this blog out of her home in northeast Seattle in order to force its sale to real estate speculators. The reward will likely be matched and will be given for the arrest and prosecution of the mobbers themselves, or those in the neighborhood watch or in business with them who were instrumental in installing the mobbers in the houses around the author of this blog. This is a serial crime and there may be a circle of people who “clear” residents for developers or for their own ventures, so it’s possible that if you’ve experienced something similar or heard of something similar, that some of the same people may be involved.
Property mobbing is war. The self-dubbed mobbers of northeast Seattle will tell you that straight off. They told me early in the mobbing harassment as they barraged the window panes of my small older rental home overlooking Lake Washington with the hoaxes, threats and harassment intended to rattle and then vanquish me, their sworn enemy, a legal tenant refusing to budge who began working to expose their racketeering, a legal tenant of now six-plus years who this summer is finishing parts of a garden and painting the house while newer homes around me fall to speculators and investors to be razed, rebuilt and sold at double the value.
In the first year of the mobbing, these scumbucket real estate investors who work with or are criminal tenant relocators had their heyday here in northeast Seattle, working from houses on both sides of me while their nasty neighborhood watch sponsor cheered them on from across the street, propagandizing neighborhood passersby into ignoring the mêlée and turning justice on its head with malicious gossip and lies that sought to make me—the tenant victim—appear a degenerate and a criminal.
“This is a property war,” crowed a voice that sounded a lot like the bratpack owner of the south mobbing house.
“It’s a professional real estate hit,” cried another.
Real estate mobbing here in this rarefied enclave of northeast Seattle is, in the mobbers’ own words, war—a war they fight on every front. In my last post, I likened the lies and malicious gossip of the mobbers to Nazi propaganda. It serves the same purpose. It is intended to make fertile the soil, in other words, to prepare the neighborhood so that individuals who might otherwise be appalled and immediately move to report the crime, instead act in a manner that ultimately supports the mobbing. By this I mean that people become inured to what should be an alarming situation in their neighborhood, or that they make a quick decision that it does not concern them. I can’t say why that is. I’m sure that sexism works in favor of the mobbers and that, for that reason, some regard any visible signs of the mobbing on as a “cat fight,” a civil dispute over issues like parking or simply a case of personal dislike on the part of the nasty neighborhood watch woman being played out in the public sphere. It’s also possible, as one of my landlords once suggested, that others in the neighborhood know “what [the nasty neighborhood watch woman] is like” and don’t want her bringing the same hellfire down on them, or that ignoring an abnormal situation is how some protect their own interests. Yet another possibility is that they blame the victim, having been seduced into the victim-blaming that any good mobbing is.
I would answer with a parable that explains a lot of what I believe and why I feel a duty to so as I have done and to expose the organized crime and racketeering that comes at the expense of the lives of people like me.
First they came for the Socialists, and I did not speak out—
Because I was not a Socialist.
Then they came for the Trade Unionists, and I did not speak out—
Because I was not a Trade Unionist.
Then they came for the Jews, and I did not speak out—
Because I was not a Jew.
Then they came for me—and there was no one left to speak for me.
—Pastor Martin Niemöller
Addendum: Today I was looking through some old public disclosure requests showing the things some of these crooks said when they called the police to make nuisance complaints about me listening to music during hours that are not quiet hours in Seattle. Disturbingly, I found that the men on both sides of me seemed to have been able to get further with their complaints than they should have legally been able to do, especially considering that underneath their white collars, they are crooks in the middle of committing a crime that involves monitoring, hacking, and cyber-stalking in the name of property acquisition. It is quite disenchanting to see how easy it was for them to con Seattle Police. Maybe the police have become unable to check into a situation before doing what the biggest whiner or he who drives a BMW wants them to do. Maybe Seattle’s North Precinct Police are unable to see or don’t want to admit, that the people who are pointing the finger in this situation are actually the crooks, trying to enlist the police in helping to constructively evict someone from a property they want. I am a middle-aged woman who, when she is able to work out of state between episodes of job-ending harassment, makes six figures. I am more liberal than many, perhaps most, having grown up next to Berkeley, and graduated from U.C. Berkeley with a degree in history. My photographs and kiln-formed glass work have been shown in galleries, my films have shown in venues national and international, the writing I’ve been able to complete while being treated like a criminal by my neighborhood watch in northeast Seattle has received awards. You could probably say I’m a bleeding heart liberal, I stop for bunnies on the Burke and do my best to avoid killing insects in my garden. I love bicycling, cooking, and the Burke-Gilman. I never had a problem with the police, ever. Not until I moved into this neighborhood in which to rent is to be a criminal. How is it that criminal bullies, bullies who even threaten violence, can successfully make their victim look like the criminal? How is it that the police believe them? Seattle Police: Don’t look only at one complaint made deliberately to enlist you in scaring someone out of their home. Look at the history of complaints and ask yourself: Why are these people accusing someone they’ve filed 120 abandoned car complaints against of being out of control? Why are all these people ganging up on one woman in this neighborhood where every other house is being torn down and built anew? Why are these people who have a history of involvement in lawsuits over property going after a renter who spends ten to twenty hours in her garden many weeks of the year? Why didn’t the community police ever show up and talk to her? Why didn’t the North Precinct police follow up on *her* complaints about harassment three or four years back?
Something unusual happened today. At least, something happened that has never happened before during the “mobbing”—the apparent real estate mobbing—that has made me, and my 1940s rental home in this gentrifying northeast Seattle neighborhood, its victim for some twenty-seven months now. And when I say twenty-seven months, I am referring to the period of time for which my life has been turned upside down by continuous speaker- and ventilation-transported harassment into my house and cyber-harassment inside and outside, as apparently deemed to be necessary in this effort to make me, a middle-aged single female renter, flee my home.
It hasn’t worked, by the way.
But what happened today is unprecedented in the mobbing. Today, one of the new owners told me that the owner of the mobbing house to my north, the owner who is ennobled by his profession and not much else, talked to him about shooting me in the face and then claiming it was self-defense or that I was on his property or some other excuse. I didn’t get the exact framing of the statement; perhaps I was distracted by its content. It’s not every day you hear that one of your neighbors has talked to another about shooting you in the face.
This blog entry on July 4th, the American day of Independence, was going to be about how hard it is to find a decent roommate when you are being real estate mobbed, even when you try to get roommates who are interested in tenants’ rights and offer a good deal with low move-in costs. The sad thing is that when people are looking for housing, they don’t always represent themselves or their needs accurately. And if you set easy terms, I’ve disappointingly found that you can expect them to be abused by people who don’t believe what is happening to you, don’t listen, or don’t care, not even about the type of crime that affects those who rent as a class. When you’re being victimized by criminal neighborhood watches and real estate speculators who construct their crimes to be difficult to detect and report, you need to take care not to make it too easy for people who aren’t being honest with you about their intentions or even about whether they can pay the rent, or you risk being victimized by the roommates you take as you try to survive and keep your home. This blog entry has ended up being more about how victims of real estate mobbing who seek help can be victimized by businesses, but I’ll soon follow with one on the difficulty of finding good roommates while surviving in a development-related harassment situation. The important thing to note is that the real estate mobbers and their friends should be held accountable for the losses, damages, and endangerment that their victims suffer at the hands of those who take advantage of their compromised situations.
Victims of mobbing who attempt to fight the criminal forced eviction are vulnerable to further victimization by those from whom they seek help or protection. After more than two years of living in a situation of being real estate mobbed here in this rapidly gentrifying neighborhood of northeast Seattle, I can tell you that when you seek help, telling those who provide services like private investigation, attorney services, and even Seattle Police Department, you will pay a price. One of the most unfortunate things about being the victim of a crime that is little known and of long duration like real estate mobbing, is that it makes you a good target for further scams and crimes or even just for blame in a bullying situation that is often referred to as “victim-blaming.”
I’ve never been enamored with blogging. For me, the act of journaling is private and meditative, and has nothing to do with publishing. I am a writer who has never wanted to blog. And if I were not the victim of a real estate mobbing, I probably would not have created one.
On being mobbed has the goal of exposing an organized crime called real estate mobbing, a racket that has victimized me in northeast Seattle for more than two years. This is a crime that involves a Seattle neighborhood watch colluding with real estate speculators who either include criminal harassment in their repertoire of tricks to “clear” and “turn over” properties for development or who hire those who do it in their stead. They use whatever methods they can, old and new, including attempting to criminalize a tenancy while engaging in criminal methods of chasing a legal resident from his or her home. The criminal methods include monitoring, cyber-stalking, hacking, and radio-based as well as directional speaker and ventilation harassment. All this conducted alongside orchestrated civil harassment that is used to give the appearance that it is a run-of-the-mill neighborhood dispute over issues like parking, noise or garbage disposal. In my own case, there are documents that reveal the involvement of local developers, real estate agents from Washington’s largest real estate company, and the captains of the not-so-good neighborhood watch. Once an investigation begins, there will likely be a finding of obstruction of justice against those home owners of the mobbing houses, their college chum attorney, and others based on their representations in U.S. District Court in several proceedings.
In real estate mobbing, the civil harassment is a smokescreen. “Mobbing,” as I have known it in northeast Seattle at the hands of the not-so-good neighbors who are colluding with the neighborhood watch in hopes of acquiring the property on which my rental home stands, is criminal and brutal in its unceasing monitoring and cyber-stalking. It has to be. The very platform of mobbing is deprivation of quiet and privacy, perhaps the two most important entitlements of a legal home. Committing criminal acts to effect tortious interference in a contract for lease or purchase is how the Seattle real estate mobbers criminally and forcibly evict.
The reason why I write this blog, is to make sure they don’t get away with it. At a minimum, I write in hopes that the Seattle City Attorney and the Washington State Attorney indict the co-captains and their real estate cronies of my northeast neighborhood watch for racketeering. This should be a baseline charge. Felony charges for stalking, cyber-harassment, malicious harassment, hacking and more will fall out from there. And if real estate mobbing is a trend among criminal speculators in other parts of the country—and in my experience in Seattle I have noted how the owner of the mobbing house to the north complained that he had people coming to “mob” me from across the State of Washington—real estate mobbing in the United States as practiced by house flippers and shadowy developers should be the target of an investigation by the U.S. Justice Department. The right to make a home and enjoy a leasehold mediated by legal contract between property owner and tenant is fundamental to our rights as citizens.
I believe that the captains of my neighborhood watch, in their passive-aggressive maliciousness, believed they would be insulated from the crimes committed by those or in the houses of those they ensured were sold the houses around me several years back. These people they knew to be interested in at least flipping the houses they acquired and have since continuously “improved.” These people they knew to be interested in acquiring the property on which my own home stands between theirs, probably splitting up the lot and “building out.” At least, I’ve heard conversations with neighbors in which the owner of the mobbing house to the south complained when asked whether he still intended to “build out” that I wouldn’t “get out.” I am given to believe that my landlords would have received yet another offer on the house if I had left, and that more pressure would have been applied to force them to sell. As for me and my efforts to expose the criminal nature of their attempted forced eviction, it’s possible that if I were to acquiesce and leave my home, threats of a lawsuits or an actual lawsuit whose goal was to shut me up would follow. But I’m not leaving.
The civil codes for harassment include having others to do harassment for you, that is, you can be charged with harassment if you hire or otherwise persuade someone to do your dirty work for you. It is my belief that the captains of the neighborhood watch never expected the real estate mobbing from the houses around me to fail. Mobbing seems to be designed as an all-out, short-lived blitz attack on a legal resident, intended to scare him or her out of the house or put them into a state of legal peril that makes them want to leave pretty immediately. They likely did not address the possibility of a refusal to leave and, worse yet, an effort to expose them and have them arrested for the organized crime of racketeering. And racketeering is what real estate mobbing is.
So in this blog, I try to write carefully, to show that the nasty co-captain across the street knows full well what I have been subjected to as she quickly scurries back inside on those occasions when after she comes out to bang her trash cans when I am outside gardening, I call out and remind her directly from where I turn the soil, of the hacking, cyber-stalking and the constant speaker harassment into my home that she and the other not-so-good neighbors who captain the watch chose to use to harm me in their misguided drive to teach a legal tenant a lesson while they line their pockets from the sale of other people’s properties.
To the same end, sometime in the last year, I wrote a letter directly to all those members of the neighborhood watch about the monitoring, cyber-stalking and speaker and radio-based harassment into my home. In the letter I pointed out that as captains of the neighborhood watch, I was certain they would want to know about the crime that was occurring in the neighborhood and affecting a legal resident, and I copied the letter to the City of Seattle.
Let none of these people say they did not know.