that time i may of driven chris hyndman to suicide.
our paths crossed at the gay video store on church street one day 2007 or 8. i spooked him good and we hoped the failure of this cia sex entrapment operation might be used in their upcoming psyop during or after the g20 meeting here in toronto.
later when the 2011 cia counterintelligence operation against me began he showed up at yonge and hayden with his cia handler and boyfriend. i had a heads up from our infiltraters in the cia doxxing community and was ready for their street theatre.
it was one of those set ups where they have their actors approach the target while it's all being filmed by another part of their team. he was waiting there with his grooming bag smiling that cheshire cat smile at me, i wiped it from his face by crossing the street. he turned on his heels and began stomping south with his handler boyfriend running behind him.
my email was already being doxxed and in the days, weeks and months following the beginning of the 2011 cia counterintelligence operation against me and after the incident at yonge and hayden there among all the other nasty emails were hyndmans foul worded messages to me. make a fool of him once at the video store was bad enough but a second time in view of other counterintelligence stalkers was too much. he was going to do something i would never forget.
and then one day in 2015 he did. laying on a barbados beach one day then laying in a toronto lane way the next.
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