Look at that, not a single reply.

Although family friends serving long enough prison sentences were obviously excused I was expecting yesterday's challenge to produce a never ending list of spooks, civil servants and mental health professionals queueing up to tell me how much they'd helped do my work for me but it appears they've got nothing to say for themselves.

Well obviously they've have always got something to say for themselves because I've been hit by a flurry of data talking about loans, bankruptcy, debt and credit scores. I presume this is being done to remind of those debts I was forced to build up when the DWP somehow expected me to pay my food bills, fuel bills and £56p/w rent shortfall out of a £44p/w payment.

It is a timely moment for them to bring this all up because as of July 1st 2008 the value of my debts are matched almost exactly by the amount of money a certain young lady has bled out of the public purse for precisely zero return so I feel a civil recovery action coming on.

If you ask me it's almost poetically ironic that a silly young girl who tired to steal my life is left with my work prospects and debts which it would appear at the moment is all I'm worth. Of course if the stomach for that doesn't exist there is always a certain dirty bank that has happily been throwing much larger sums of money at much less worthwhile causes in such away as to suggest they could solve that problem without batting and eyelid.

In other news the MDC have pulled out of the Zimbabwe election offering proof, it it were needed, that they lack the moral fibre to solve Zimbabwe's problems.

At the oil summit in Jiddah Gordon Brown has urged the international community to work together to tackle the rising cost of fuel. This is a bit rich considering that as Prime Minister of an oil producing nation he has been instrumental in causing the current astronomical cost of fuel.

Dr Raj Persaud.

Although I thought all plagiarism claims had been quite comprehensively addressed in Thursdays "Classified post" I would appear that I was wrong because this week "Celebrity Psychiatrist" Dr Raj Persaud has been found guilty of the offence by the General Medical Council.

While many people in the UK will be familiar with Dr Raj from his media work I must confess that I actually know him in a more professional capacity. Aside from his work with TV gods Richard&Judy Dr Persaud also spent a long time working as a consultant (senior Dr in UK terms) with my local community mental health team so my sister was directly under his care on more then one occasion.

When I say "care" what I really mean is that he followed the NHS's standard operating protocols for treating anorexics. This involves taking a dangerously malnourished girl into hospital. Force feeding her until her weight goes back up. Discharging her into a low paid job. Sitting and watching while her weight drops to the point where a cold winters day could cause heart failure. Readmit them to hospital, forced feed, release. Repeat ad neuseam over the next five to ten years.

In fact you could say that my sisters treatment didn't really start having an effect until late 2003, early 2004 when I arrived on the scene and started telling my truths to anybody who would listen. Clearly this phenomenon has been explain away as either a massive coincidence or by the state claiming that they suddenly started doing me a favour rather then simply beginning to repay the huge debt they owed to my father.

The GMC ruled that by committing the offences of plagiarism Dr Pasaud had "Brought his profession into disrepute" and "Impaired his fitness to practice.". Much as I like the guy I have to say that my experience of him and his peers can only add credence to that ruling.

However I do hope that this affair leads to the setting of the precedent that anyone in the provision of mental health services in Croydon who attempt to steal someone else's work and pass it off as their own can expect to have the employment rapidly terminated with extreme prejudice.

In the interests of giving academic credit where it is due I would like to recognise the efforts of the following people in the ADHD case;

• The woman on the bus who in the course of a mobile phone conversation used the phrase "Well that's to be expected, her kids got ADHD!"

• Dr Charles Bradley who introduced the use of stimulants to treat the condition way back in 1937

If anyone else feels they can stake a claim to the issue there is a "post comment" button at the bottom of this post and I suggest they use it to explain exactly how they were active int he process.

Is that the sight of desperation I seen before me?

Last night my forensic psychologist neighbour was once again shining her spotlight into my bedroom window and today my street was awash with health visitors, council officials and social workers. The most prominent of these was a lady who sat outside my house in her car while talking frantically on her mobile phone. Presumably she'd just been to visit the girls living in the council house next to me to ask if they've had much contact with the neighbours recently. She was probably also interested to know if they'd spent much time in the garden now that their brand new council brought washing line was up and running.

As I was leaving my house I gave her a little bit of a wave and she responded with a right guilty look before starting up her car and driving off. I suppose of course if I did something like that outside Enterprise House I would be rapidly brought up on charges of intimidation and threatening behaviour.

Then I got a text message from my mother asking if I wanted to go for a meal with her tomorrow. I responded by saying that it depended on whether or not she was prepared to offer me constructive support or whether she was still in the grips of the obsessional belief that shitty, 60 hour a week, minimum wage jobs were all her children are worth. She still hasn't replied but no doubt as we speak someone she works with is asking her if she thinks the way that I am withdrawing her is similar to the way my sister became withdrawn so I guess it's a good job we're not talking much these days.

I have to say that I am at a loss to understand why certain people still think this farcical and expensive way of going about things is preferable to apologising, making restitution and then having a grown up conversation but then I can't be too surprised because these are the same people who when finally coming into contact with my mate with ADHD turned round and said "Cor he's really easy to deal with!" without even the vaguest hint of irony.

Later I went shopping with my dad, well I went the shopping he just wandered up and down the aisles seeking out his next victim. He finally settled on a woman in a wheelchair and her teenage daughter. Personally I thought that was a bit low because they'd clearly suffered enough without having to waste time talking to him.

When I got home I noticed the story of George Markov was doing the rounds again. For those of you who aren't familiar with the story Mr Markov was a defector from Communist Bulgaria who was working as something of a dissident for BBC world service radio. On September 7th 1978 Markov was walking across Waterloo bridge when he was stabbed in the leg with the tip of an umbrella. The umbrella contained an air gun which fired a ricin packed pellet into Markov's leg. After a short illness Markov finally died on September 11th.

I don't know why this story has been brought up again but every time I hear it I wish someone would do the same thing to me because if I have no right to live I may as well be killed. It's just a shame that the last time British Intelligence tried to assassinate me they missed and ended up killing several of my friends.

It turns out I owe the people of Bristol an apology.

They haven't been awarded £100million to teach people how to ride a bike. They only been awarded £25million and it's not just to teach people how to ride bikes, it also includes a bike rental scheme.

Sadly I cannot apologise for my comments about my grandmother and fathers day yesterday because that was a truthful account of events. It is hardly my fault if reality does not reflect well on my country.

I should apologise for the comments about the British Oppression demo because some people they breached national security. As it was my idea and I have never signed the official secrets act I was unaware of how it could be a national security issue and was under the impression it was in fact an issue of intellectual property rights.

I'm at a loss to see how I should apologise for mentioning the letter from business links because it's a publically available service and despite what the sender thought they were doing I can only consider the sending of that letter to be offensive and the prominence of it's return address was given makes it a highly offensive act that was designed to elicit a negative response. Besides I have already made it quite clear that until action is taken to resolve the situation then the situation remains the same because sadly the repeated lying and attempts at deception means I can only accept tangible actions as proof rather then mere weasel words and apparent footdragging.

None of that should matter of course because as I've been told many times before once a state plan is in motion nothing can be done to stop it.

Once again Bristol's suckling hard on the taxpayers teat.

If the central government grant to provide taxi Marshall's to hail cabs for Bristolians wasn't enough the council have just been awarded £100 million to teach it's citizens how to ride a bike. Apparently this all part of a green initiative to encourage people out of their cars which makes Bristol rather an odd place to trial it because it's always struck me as something of a pedestrian town.

Today my grandmother's gone to have a pre-surgery assessment. Normally this would be done at her local hospital but for some reason she's been shipped all the way to Epsom to test out one of those new fangled Polyclinic thingies. Well i suppose they did promise my father that if he served the British State the would provide the best for him and his family.
Speaking of my father he's gone with my grandmother and is currently more then a little stressed out because he's discovering that the allegedly generous pension he was provided after 30 years of loyal service to the state just isn't enough to cope with the current rise in prices.

All this has actually worked out quite well for me because it's given me the rarest of rare things - a bit of peace and quiet. With lots of heavy duty news stories floating around at the moment it only seems fair that I look at some of them in more detail but which one to choose?

With the Home Secretary talking about the case of Abu Qatada with more then a raised eyebrow (let him leave the country/don't let him leave the country?) I could talk about that or with more details of the female solider killed in Afghanistan coming out (she was involved in psy-ops apparently) there is certainly plenty to discuss. Instead however I am going to take the opportunity to discuss my adventures of the Waterloo to Ascot railway line in more detail because it's certainly topical.

I became very familiar with that route travelling up and down it over the hot summer of 2006 to visit my sister who was in hospital in Guilford. At the same time I was also running up and down between London and Brighton to help a friend deal with some of his more ill-advised lifestyle choices all while being in the process of moving house.

As if all this wasn't stressful enough it was all being done against the backdrop of the Israel - Lebanon war and the liquid bomb plots and the rail service was being a right arsehole with delayed trains, cancelled trains, trackside fires and power cuts. Events eventually came to a head on the day that the climate campers were marching on Drax, my sister had her ward round and those strange little men tried starting a fight with me on the train. I only mention all this because I would love to know how my favourite porcine princess was being allowed to prepared for what was always intended to be a free and fair fight.

Over a period of many days sitting more frequently standing on platforms I noticed two distinct headlines in the news papers; protests were being expected because of the Lebanon war and Al Qeda had been trying to blow up airliners flying from heathrow airport. This got me thinking that perhaps it would be a good idea if somehow the ant-war protesters and the Muslim Extremists could be brought closer together. It was a good job I had no way to act on these thoughts because it was clearly a criminal idea. Such a criminal idea that when MI5 finally got to hear about it they decided to nick it straight away and brought us the "Muslims Rise Against British Oppression!" demonstration. You may not have heard much about this protest because being an MI5 led operation it was shit and only about 15 people turned up.

In more up to date events today I got a letter from Business Links, a government run organisation based in Wooburn Green offering me a free guide to starting my own business. To me this sounds like a very expensive way for the tax payer to get me to re-read my A-Level business studies course but I sent off for it anyway because I'm especially looking forward to the chapter entitled; "How to stop the British State behaving like and aggressive, plagiarising fiasco."

Sorry about yesterday it appears I forgot to grovel.

I should also apologise for the four British Soldiers that were killed in Afghanistan. Although I don't know where they were killed, how they were killed or have any contact with the people that killed as far as the British State is concerned I will have to wear the responsibility for their deaths.

Obviously if that were the case I would expect them to arrest me, charge me and put me on trial but they won't because that would only serve to underline the fact that it is more their fault then it is mine. Instead they're going to hide behind their extra-legal methods which will cause me more cruel and unusual punishment.

Today I went and handed my forms into the Department of Work and Pensions where I learned that despite all the help and co-operation I gave last time I went through the process the process has changed not one bit. This can only lead me to conclude one of two things;
Either the government has no interest in improving this country and secretly want to run it into the ground OR this current system of passing information across ineffective ciphers just isn't working.

I also learnt another interesting thing that there is no legal requirement for me to undergo a "return to work interview" or a "medical assessment" because the infamous "Decision Maker" can make their decision purely on the documentation already in my file and the report of the doctors currently treating me. If the government decides that it wants to take that sensible option then the whole thing will be resolved in just under three weeks. This can be cut to two days if they decide my case receives the "Special attention" which it normally attracts.

Sadly though they won't be going for that option though because they're still operating under the misguided impression that I will be bringing something vaguely resembling a game to either of those meetings and they will be able study that game to make sure that even more people are refused benefits they are entitled too.

I won't be prepared to do that though because it would represent a clear breach of the pay first:work second credit agreement I've been forced to sign the British Government up to after a generation of acting as a bad debtor.

Of course people will claim that now I've stated that position my life will become more difficult. This simply isn't true because over the last two years I've been told time and time again that once a state plan has been put into motion it is like a runaway train and nothing that anybody says or does can stop it crashing into a fiery wreck. So either nothing I say or do know will have any effect on the situation or the state has been lying for two years.

Today my grandmother has been to the house of lords

Which is very exciting and a conversation I have in front of me.

More importantly today I've been the see my General Practitioner and he has very cordially agreed to renew my prescription for another month. He also gave me a sick note for one month which I will tomorrow submit to the department of work and pensions. In six to eight weeks they will write back asking me to come in for an "all work interview". In another six to eight weeks they will invite in for a "medical assessment", despite all the evidence this will conclude that in fact I am fit for work and deny me any benefit payments.

Obviously I will then challenge this decision and at some point in late December the DWP will decide that they will pay me from the date in December. All the while the British State will be running round town claiming that they have given me something.