“Good to meet you … Miljenko Williams” | on dark figure, gaslighting, security and the future of Western democracy

A very brief video that an unknown person or persons posted about me in 2015, just as I began to move closer to the UK Guardian newspaper

The day our security agencies decided that neo-crime and dark figure did not need a law-enforcement response was the day we opened the doors to a future Ukraine; an organised criminality in the UK where we now have an army of embedded criminals in all levels of society which outnumbers the British armed forces; and a broad and widely shared sense of citizen, perhaps even political-party, hopelessness about everything that happens quite toxically to Western and related democracies. That is, none of us can reasonably believe in better any more.

Mil Williams, Chester UK, 18th January 2024

What follows …

What follows is a series of observations on a real case of targeted gaslighting on a democratic citizen — myself, being one of many similarly affected over the years by a nexus, I guess, of tech-bros and outlier security interests in the UK, and maybe other states and actors, too: a longitudinal case which already led to my undue and improper incarceration for a month in a UK mental facility back in 2003, after an experience in a broken-backed open-source community the previous year of 2002 called OpenOffice.org.

gb2earth.com/citizenx

This open-source site was sponsored and paid for mainly by the then Sun Microsystems, but the dysfunctionality arose from both sides: corporate and independent developers in equal parts.

First, then, a poem about the impact this has had on me over the years.


“tech-bro”: a #poem by #milwilliams

in english a bro of the tech nature killed me

in swedish a bro is a bridge

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if only i’d been able to make my life again

in a land like the latter where good people rule

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but my pain and misery all came from the place

where i had the misfortune to be born

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and whilst in swedish a tech-bro

would be a path to a better future

*

in english it’s better so much better

to be burned

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but since i don’t believe in burning anyone

i reason the problem is myself

*

and so it’s myself

that mathematically must be removed

*

from any equation that includes

the future of humankind

*

this is why when the tech-bros

of english-speaking lands

*

burnt my person

in the manner of a most inflammatory form

*

of gaslighting imaginable

in its scorn

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i never forgot

what they did to me

*

just as i began to fly

and just as i began to try

*

to lift my head higher

and fly to better skies

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why now i burn those bros memories

even though arson is not my thing

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but not as beautiful bridges of swedish ways

but as stupid men of patriarchal “hey!”


More on the video and how it continues to impact me

The video embedded at the top of this article was, as already alluded to, posted by an unknown person or persons, or an organisation, around the time the Guardian newspaper published a reader profile of me:

https://www.theguardian.com/theguardian/2015/feb/13/good-to-meet-you-miljenko-williams

https://www.theguardian.com/theguardian/2015/feb/13/good-to-meet-you-miljenko-williams

It was a clear example of self-interested gaslighting by those who didn’t want me to begin to build bridges to good and progressive discourses in British society such as the aforementioned newspaper, and therefore perhaps one day gain access to what for me would be a truly self-validating public platform.

Personally, I never forgot this video, and I believe as I write these words that if its creators were ever revealed, the two decades and more of neo-terrorism on the individual — by any other name, cognitive warfare on a specific and targeted individual such as myself — which I have been subjected to at today’s moment of writing this article would now have responsible parties, as well as a clear motive and notable set of explanations.

That is a world absolutely not fit-for-purpose. Absolutely not.

No?


So what do we do?

The day our security agencies decided that neo-crime and dark figure did not need a law-enforcement response was the day we opened the doors to a future Ukraine, an organised criminality in the UK where we now have an army of embedded criminals in all levels of society which outnumbers the British armed forces, and a broad and widely shared sense of citizen, perhaps even political-party, hopelessness about everything that happens quite toxically to Western and related democracies. That is, none of us can reasonably believe in better any more:

gb2earth.com/hunch/neocrime | #darkfigure #neocrime

We need to believe in better, of course: but in order to begin to have a right to do so we must say enough is enough in the grey area of discretionary law enforcement and security where discretion is given a bad name in the interests of expediency. That is, in precisely that area of operational manoeuvres which utilises both dark figure and what I prefer to call neo-crime, whatever side of the law we find ourselves on.

We can only reacquire the authority Western democracy once had if we start to deliver on this: only this. And we shall not, until and if we do.

Ever again.

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If you find what I have written today interesting and/or engaging, please do get in touch:

mil.williams@gb2.earth


on being a FEARless CITIZEN / the dreams of those who dream the unreal / all i want this christmas

https://gb2earth.com/love
when you teach 
and reach out
and don't preach but do advocate
these certain ways that are different
from all the differences everyone else sees
and accepts
and may reject or not
then i am not you
and you are not me

because what i am looking to do
is change the "you and me"
we have been so far
in humanity's historical charter
of what is good
and what is not:
i'm not prepared to settle any more
for a relativism of core
that destroys our capacity
to construct good and bad
in the measure they had
once upon a crime
and in rhyming couplets
that mean something deeper
than a ditty of shitty superficial resonances

i aspire to much more you see
because i believe
we humans are built out of cruelty
and good
depending on where we are stood
and the challenge for me now
(and how it is
this challenge i see
how it is for sure)
is to make it possible
for not just an individual
to progress mighty and fine
across the timeline of their person
but for the generations too
that they make up and inhabit true ...
... well ... that finally
they may not need to reset
and just about almost always reboot
what we know from one to the next

because if the driver of humanity's improvement
really is only ever
the nonconformism of intelligent individual
where corporate-style teamworks serve simply
to only implement and make real
the dreams of those who dream the unreal
we need far more dreamers of the unreal
than we currently have
if we are to survive and thrive
quite outwith ourselves one day
when FEARful prayer would no longer be needed
to deities sometimes just
and in equal measure as cruel as gruel
at least in the "sometimes"
that history has loosened upon us

and so all i want for christmas
is just the sense
that together
you and me
me and cee
(out of a love of the most real
even where not expressed ever
for whatever the circumstances
which present themselves
as a present that is current
as well as wrapped up
like no gift ever given)
we might just soon enough
be tough enough
to bring enough truth
and compassion and firm resilience
to the science
of building the FEARless CITIZEN

because me and you
that's what we are
and what we've been
all these years
they knocked us back
like into a sack where good guys are tumbled
by the really really bad
and dumped into waterless wells
(like we were rocks that don't ever get to)
and some these guys and sometimes gals
do no good
but only stuff the neighbourhoods
with more and more legitimated mafias
of nearby cities and then again
way beyond

so it's now time we put a stop to it all my love:
time we said enough is enough
and then did in consequential act
what was needed and always has been
and that the rough guys
who were never tough
but just cowards
and only apparently hard
when possessed of the full knowledge
no one could properly stop them ever
nor stop their awful cruelty
born of power's abuse and total misuse
as they winged our beautiful civilisations
over and over again
like icaruses
of a sun which should only have embraced
and instead was laced with poisons galore
by the criminals of yore
but also the mafias of RIGHT NOW

time i say
to make love where we can
and as women and men
and genders-all
we make these calls to love as practised
where humans communicate
with fabulous exes
that become the kisses
which seal the real human deal ...

... and then when we meet people
who care not at all for all this
it's time we became as firm as hell
and gave them bottles of their own medications
as we salvage the reputations
of every civilisation of good good hood
into a future-present
of neighbour "should"
and "want"
and "wish" being the most at this time of year
anyone has the right
to see delivered and given and handed over
and no longer feared
no longer feared
no longer feared ... at all


a world where it suddenly becomes
possible and practical
to rebuild
once more
the FEARless CITIZEN

On the City of Chester UK (and why I stay …)

Chester was a place that gave a lot to me and took a lot from me.

It allowed me to grow into adulthood, with an epilepsy that struck me at ten years old, and was medicated with barbiturates until a better solution was duly found six years or so later.

In the 1970s it was a place of little attraction for young people, at least people like me … though now it has vibrant sociocultural institutions, and a small-town vibe that works for very many people.

But small-town vibe cuts both ways. It can lead to the beauty of the gentle and the unsuspected: of people who reach out to you and want to be reached out to, equally. Or it can lead to the embracing of criminal and mafia-like behaviours. Where who you know is much more important than what you describe and experience, even when you communicate it with absolute accuracy.

Today I saw in this very same town of Chester its very best side and its very worst. In its remembrance of the sacrifices of two world wars, and more before and since, it was exemplary and compassionate.


In its defence of mindsets I myself recall from my childhood — for example, things that happened at school to me and my classmates, which today would lead to criminal prosecutions — it also showed such evil people are still alive and literally kicking.

Earlier today, I was walking into the Tesco in the centre of town and a woman cut closely into my path with a suitcase trailing behind her. I had to stop. I bided my time. I then headed away from her into the shop itself, and lo and behold, she drove her suitcase, now in front of her, into the back of my left leg.

I turned round and she asked me if I was all right, with a beaming smile. I answered I was, and asked her pointedly if she was.

She said nothing. We went our separate ways. But the mindset she had didn’t. It planes over this city of two curious parts. One part, beautiful and scenic, in the physical, emotional and intellectual, and with the cultural organisation it never had in my childhood and now, obviously deservedly, manifests to the max for all who wish to value it properly:

storyhouse.com


But there’s another part, a quite different layer of society in Chester. It’s a layer which mainly chooses to defend its own very restricting, manipulative turf at the expense of the innovation and invention the first half not only treasures as it always attempted to, but is now capable of formulating wisely and assertively.

The layer which looks to defend its always-has-been looks to the past as a justification of all current behaviours: the woman with the suitcase and her mates videoing the scene are just a silly example of how the past can be (wrongly) used to justify a #gaslighting present.

The other layer, the one of cultural vision and fabulous statements where every human being has value, meantime, looks to Chester’s past not as a justification of the nowadays and the cruelties these others are continuing to deliver, but as a way of intelligently informing a collective future-present of the most wondrous: a world where all of us fit in, strive and eventually not just live but thrive.

This is Chester UK, then: the marvellously creative, wise, generous, gentle and compassionate on the one hand. And on the very beastly other, what I experienced in Tesco in the town centre not long ago: a group of people who have nothing better to do than track, using mobile phone tech and related, the simple movements of people, like myself, who will not stop telling inconvenient truths.

It’s Brexit Britain right down the line too, is the Chester I experienced today: so many good people who just want the best for the world, on the left of politics and in the decent centre both, whilst on the extreme right the monsters who, in truth, have become one-bit mobsters.

I spent most of my youth in Chester. I’m proud of the sociocultural environment its good people have managed to fight into being in the past few years from practically nothing previous.

Today’s incidents, on the back of other things I didn’t report on other days, because even sillier, have made up my mind, a mind that was unsure, for sure.

My decision after the Chester #gaslighters of this afternoon? I now intend to work here too, to join the better half.

Why?

After being unduly incarcerated back in 2003 by the outliers and institutions of this city, you’d maybe wonder why indeed. I’ll tell you, then. Now I shall. The good people who’ve stuck it out, and made this place so much better, deserve other good people to join the fight.

The bad, the one-bit mobsters I mean, don’t deserve anything any more. They certainly don’t deserve that the good abandon them to their victory.

In fact, they don’t even deserve our disapprobation.

Just to be ignored, is what they deserve. Just to be ignored.

I do join, then. The movement of the best. Not a city of #gaslighters. Not a city of beautiful #roman even.

No. Rather, a city which has begun to learn to fight a layered criminality with ALL the tools to hand. Something which in my childhood never seemed conceivable.

All the tools. Absolutely all. And even with the written word, I say.

My contribution.

The pen wins.

As does Chester.


The day #europe made #bigtech human-sized

Manchester, meantime, being for me a time of three hard-fought days, has finally demonstrated that in some notable places, places which I sense pride themselves on being as purposeful as the Swedish nation clearly is, this thing we globally term “security in the UK” can also have a heart and soul: a real humanity and application.

Mil Williams, 26th August 2023, Chester UK

It’s good, the last three days in Manchester — though for me utterly draining.

In my life, security in two places had given me space to tell my story. Neither of those two places were located in the UK. Quite the opposite: here, particularly in Chester, Belfast and London, my story had been bent out of shape to the outside world.

In Croatia, the US looked out for me, without me being a US citizen, during my journey back to Spain on a coach at the end of November, the beginning of December 2002.

British security and politics then ensured during the leadup to the summer of 2003 that it would become possible to lock me up unduly for a month. And drug me since then.

Sweden this year is where good people also looked out for my interests. The gaslighting and attempted gaslighting that took place on my person was watched and observed and witnessed and, I think, recognised:

Neo-terrorism on the individual slide-deck | A description of a tech-driven longitudinal #gaslighting committed by #bigtech and related (related means to some extent any and all other sectors of human endeavour) over the years

Manchester, meantime, being for me a time of three hard-fought days, has finally demonstrated that in some notable places, places which I sense pride themselves on being as purposeful as the Swedish nation clearly is, this thing we globally term “security in the UK” can also have a heart and soul: a real humanity and application.

It’s therefore my intention to begin to indicate publicly that the security which listened to me in Manchester should form a close partnership with anything that ultimately gets off the ground in my Swedish endeavours.

‘Happy to rewrite the rulebook, then. This is not me being tribal: this is me finding it possible to trust others because evidence is provided that validates that trust. As in Sweden all the time I’ve been there on-and-off recently.

And this being exactly the value-add I want to deliver with my projects.

For remember this: terrorist atrocities were delivered by humans using tools — machines — as extensions of themselves. They were not stopped by tech partners who said it was enough to have such machines supported by humans:

How humans with tools beat tools with humans hands-down on the big and terrifying occasions

And it’s not enough to slide easily over the fact that humans are the strongest link in criminality and the weakest in security. We have to begin to seriously question that if this is currently true, why we have been enabling it to remain unnecessarily so for such a long time.

www.secrecy.plus/fire


Business model and an easy monetisation, anyone?

Myself, I want to reconfigure #ai so that it makes us more important as players in the modern world, not less. Industrialise is humans back in, not continue to automate us out:

hmagi.com | www.secrecy.plus/hmagi #hmagi

And my enemies — many in the field of #bigtech but also small too, I realise and now sense — have known all this time the buttons they had to press. Make me think the enemies were others, when really the paymasters have always been the same.

Manchester, Stockholm, a wider Europe, and of course the US, then? Institutions, agencies, organisations and governments all?

Open doors; but no longer open house.

Because we enjoin the battle not to lose bravely but win rightfully …

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Further reading:

The day Europe made #bigtech human-sized


if you must, make sure you’re legal, you take care of your own, and above all you know your enemy

in #stockhom #sweden #sverige, what was broached in #dublin #ireland in 2016 is now possible here.


and i feel like it is new; not returning to an awful toxic past and having to pay every day for it, as it remains close and clammy to the touch.

no.

not that.

solving the putin problem

i was asked on the train today what the keys are to solving the #putinproblem.

the #putinproblem includes #trump, and #brexit, and #facebook escaping with virtual murder as #cambridgeanalytica became the fall guy for the inevitable outcome of #zuckerberg’s choice of business model: this outcome being the savage and unremitting dismantling of citizen agency in modern western and associated democracies.

it includes everything that means even professionals will think, when they take a life-changing decision on someone in their life-changing nominal charge, they do so with this agency i mention: no one else is furtively intervening. and god forbid that those intervening might be criminals on the scale of #putin’s #russia.

so the keys to solving these #complexproblems longitudinally and long-term are …?

first: accepting how we’ve been part of the problem

first, everyone who wants to join me in this battle in favour of a new democracy and against the #tech-driven #gaslighting that has been designed, developed and implemented over decades must accept they both tolerated and in some senses embraced #neoterrorismontheindividual because they used it themselves to shape their societies. they must take it firmly on the chin, as i do, that we are still part of the problem.


and whilst they/we were better at it than the enemy — #russia, a #badmoney without sovereign frontiers, #bigtech in practically all its manifestations — all was kinda ok. people like myself did get improperly incarcerated by proficient users of symbolic communication such as the #british, and by extension the #irish, but those of us who had to suffer such indignities and injustices were relatively small in number. i suppose.

second: how we’ve enabled the enemy

the problem is when the enemy gets better than you could ever imagine at this #neoterrorismontheindividual i uncover. and an even bigger challenge: when you simply have no inkling that they have got so much better than you, nor indeed for how long … nor when it all started to go belly-up.

crimehunch.com/neocrime


this is what i say has happened already. i was saying it somehow in my #criminaljustice dissertation back in 2017. i realise in hindsight now that both the #british and #irish agreed and were as one: i had to be scoped out of academic circulation. symbolic language is a mark of the #british security state’s capacity to control a society without ever taking ownership. (the #irish — suffering the colonising #english — had to compete against this: and we know the #tech adage about being careful who you compete against because, one fine terrible day, you’ll become just like them.)

and so see how cozying up to these #espionage ways and means enabled deep #russian interests close to #putin to embed themselves in #uk football clubs, financial institutions and other channels where money flows freely and conveniently.

third: symbolism as a cancer to democracy

wherever a country prefers to use #symbolism to rule we have a cancer: a cancer on democracy; on the opportunities for democracy to flourish; on the chances that democracy might sustain and renew itself where needs be.

‘question is: are the upsides of using #symbolic systems worth the downsides? maybe they are: #espionage is a common thread throughout #human #history. so maybe all ok in this sense (despite the occasional collateral damage such as myself back in 2002-2003 and then again in 2004, and in 2017 … and many more times i guess even i haven’t yet sussed).

but it’s NOT ok when the genie whose bottle we uncorked centuries ago becomes owned by the enemy under our noses.

so to answer, finally, the question i was posed on the train this morning: if #zuckerberg and the illegitimate influencing of democratic discourse … if #brexit … if #trump and insurrection … and ultimately if #putin’s three wars in fifteen years culminating in his unforgivable invasion of #ukraine … if all this doesn’t provide the evidence we need in order to say we’ve currently, deeply, awfully lost the war of #espionage; that our enemies far outplay us; and that tolerating and even embracing the tools described in my slide-deck below are something we can continue to do … you really really do, sadly so too, have zero self-awareness.

fourth: solutions and caveats

and i’m not saying don’t use the tricks i define in the slide-deck. i’m saying:

1. if you do sanction their use, do so legally.

2. if you do sanction their use, then do not do so against your own, just because they’re inconvenient voices and thinkers. (that leads to a dismantled democracy from within, and thus supports the enemy even more profoundly than they could hope for.)

3. and last but not least, if you do end up seeing no alternative, never never never show by default or inaction that you underestimate the enemy because #bigtech #corporations tell you that you have all the tools you need. and all the tools the enemy might have.

crimehunch.com/terror