Covert assassinations by the SVR in America: to avoid being covertly assassinated & accused of shoplifting check receipt before leaving the store to make sure all the items you’re carrying out the store appear on the receipt – published December 20, 2025

Covert assassinations by the SVR in America: to avoid being covertly assassinated & accused of shoplifting check receipt before leaving the store to make sure all the items you’re carrying out the store appear on the receipt – published December 20, 2025

I paid for my prescriptions. I hadn’t eaten and had little money, never good at a grocery store so I picked out I think maybe 10 or less basic food items I thought I could buy for under $40. I think this was the Fall of 2020. I don’t remember if we’d elected President Biden yet but I think President Trump was still in his first term, his term winding down.

I put my groceries in the cart. I don’t’ remember what they were, maybe eggs, peanut butter, peanuts, stuff like that, basic foods you can get for a decent price at a big box store. I was on my mobility device and navigated the big, bulky shopping cart as best I could. I got in line. The cashier scanned my items. I paid him, tugged or pushed my shopping cart and headed towards the exit. As I neared the exit I noticed the store manager staring at me, I think he stood on a box or something. I nodded a goodbye to him. I don’t think he nodded in return but he might have, don’t recall. At the store exit I handed the exit employee my receipt. They highlighted it, handed me the receipt and I left the store. A foot or so out the door I glanced at my receipt and stopped, because I saw the cashier hadn’t scanned all my items. There hadn’t been many items in my cart. This was the only time in my life I’d gone grocery shopping and the cashier hadn’t scanned the items in my shopping cart so I was surprised. Fortunately for me, not knowing I’d just evaded an entrapment and assassination by the SVR, I turned my shopping cart around, awkwardly, because I was on my mobility device and moving against the exiting customers I rolled a couple hundred feet to the cashier who’d helped me. He was scanning another customer’s products. I waited until he was finished and before he could take the next customer I showed him the receipt and told him he hadn’t scanned all my items. He was flustered but I didn’t know he’d been ordered to not scan all my items. He asked me if the exit worker had noticed and I said no, I’d noticed and returned so I could pay. If anything he appeared more flustered. He scanned two items but there was still one, maybe two he didn’t scan, and I pointed them out. Finally, after three tries and under 10 items, I’d paid for my products with the appropriate receipts. This time, the exit employee carefully checked my receipts and I left the store. At the food court I stopped to buy hot dogs. In line and then sitting on my mobility device to eat them, I saw maybe three plain clothed, very large police officers staring at me, some staring at me out of the corner of their eye. It was not until then that I understood something had just happened. It took me awhile to figure it out but here’s the story:

In 2020, I think this was the year the attack happened, I’d written the last two presidents reporting that  I was being harassed for nothing I’d done. Although I didn’t know it then, by the Fall of 2020 the SVR had been actively hunting me for 49 years and I kept evading entrapments, unknowingly. The SVR knew I’d write the incoming president to complain because I’d written the last two to complain and this new president, Joe Biden, the SVR was concerned might listen to me. The SVR didn’t want me writing to the new president, who they were concerned would be elected (if he hadn’t already been elected, I don’t remember the date/month I visited the big box store to fill my prescription). To ensure I didn’t write anyone, the SVR decided to covertly assassinate me. It was to go like this: they ordered a compromised cashier they owned to not scan all my items. After I left the store the SVR would have store security ask to check my purchases and receipt. I’d show them, they’d point out the discrepancy, I’d be surprised and explain that I’d paid what the cashier said I owed. Store security and police would surround me and ask me to get off my mobility device. I would have. They’d arrest me. I’d have explained that I’d given my cart to the cashier and paid what he’d told me. At least one of the compromised officers would chose to interpret my statements as resisting arrest. I’d have been wrestled to the ground, yelling in pain and protesting. The officers would knee and subdue me. One of the officers would knee my heart, another would obstruct my breathing and I’d have had a medical emergency. At the hospital I’d be in a coma or I’d be pronounced dead. The store video would show that I handed my cart to the cashier, had paid him and left. Some of my extended family, entrapped and owned by the SVR, would get a lawyer and the big box store would pay out a settlement as well as the city where the plain clothed police worked for if they were on the clock for their police department during the attack. It’d be a big pay day for my family. I’d be one of the people Black Lives Matter march on stores to protest targeting against people of color. 

Why do I think these things? Because the attack is a hardwiring, covert warfare attack. All people are born subordinates. Subordinates are receivers of needed services, goods and care in this explanation. Babies are born helpless, receive needed food/services else they die, so they’re subordinates. A relative few subordinates become dominants by becoming parents, supervisors or the president but even those dominants are subordinate to others in their lives. By 2020 I knew I was under attack because the SVR began in-my-face attacks by strangers in 2003 but I was never told who was attacking me or why. When I discussed it with my police officer father, I described being harassed in stores. He said that stores are stolen from all the time so don’t take it personally, so I refused to take it personally until it was glaringly obvious that I was being harassed. Then I avoided the store and going to stores because I’m usually covertly harassed and this was years before I began carrying belongings on my mobility device into the store, years before I began using a mobility device. I’d be in my office clothes and have a purse and be swarmed by plain clothed and uniformed security. And there were ops faking like they weren’t store security. It was crazy. 

I’d never had an experience in a grocery store where the cashier hadn’t rung up all my items so this was a new attack against me. I wasn’t expecting it but the big box store had a history of harassing me so I was on my guard there and pretty much everywhere because I was attacked/harassed everywhere. Still, I didn’t know who was attacking me, why store security were harassing me, why strangers on the street were harassing me, why police were harassing me, why my upstairs neighbor deliberately interrupted my sleep cycle for years, and the thousands of attacks aimed at me. I would describe myself as terrified, confused and bewildered but doing the best that I could.

In a store, customers are subordinates, and the store and their employees are the dominants. Dominants provide goods and services, etc. People are born into the world as subordinates and can’t live without the active help of dominants, so from birth, subordinates view dominants favorably, as pro-baby, people who want to help the baby survive. People don’t think about it like this but we go through life as subordinates accustomed to dominants being trustworthy because in a normally functioning world, parents ensure their children are well cared for, fed, changed, that kind of thing. Subordinates take that expectation of trust out into the world with them. So when the cashier, the dominant in a customer-cashier exchange, told me what I owed, I didn’t bother to check my receipt because I expected the cashier to tell me what I owed, having never had a cashier not scan all my products before. The main thing in this attack is the SVR’s exploitation of the dominant-subordinate relationship – is why this is such an effective attack and why the SVR deploys it. New Russian Warfare entraps dominants and deploy them as weapons to attack subordinates. This attack is a classic example of the foundation of New Russian Warfare.

Subordinates trust dominants. Subordinate’s trust of dominants is hardwired into people, and socialized into people from birth in the usual infant-parent interactions. So flipping a dominant into a weapon and aiming the weapon at a subordinate is a foreign language to a subordinate – it’d be like your beloved grandmother pulling out a gun and shooting you, her beloved granddaughter, out of the blue, for no reason. From birth we’re taught to trust dominants. At the time of this assassination attempt I’d never heard of the SVR. I knew something powerful was attacking me because they controlled the police who were attacking me but I had no idea who or what the attacker was or why they were attacking me. 

This cashier-customer attack was a manipulation of me, a manipulation of my trust of the dominant to not set me up to be killed. It never occurred to me that such an assassination attempt existed except that I evaded it so like most of the other things I write about, I experienced it. It was a sophisticated attack because it weaponized and deployed my hardwired and socialized trust to kill me. When I returned to the cashier to ask him to scan all my items I didn’t’ know how he could’ve missed them but I didn’t understand he was part of the crew to assassinate me. The police waiting outside were the assassins. They watched me so unbelievingly because they couldn’t believe I’d evaded the attack. Until their reaction, I hadn’t known I’d evaded anything. After that attack, the SVR deployed three other stores to have cashiers not ring up all my items. This was to confuse me and ensure I didn’t understand I’d evaded an assassination attempt. It was by god’s grace I glanced at the receipt a foot or so out the store. I immediately turned around, thus saving my own life. I couldn’t accept groceries I hadn’t paid for. I guess you could say my automatic response to receiving something I’d not paid for was partially the benefit of being raised to value ethics by my young mother before the SVR entrapped her, and what I’d learned from my guilt from my earlier two mistakes as a teen and in my 20s where I lied to get something I wanted, and the guilt was horrible. I’d learned the lesson the guilt taught me so when I was 60 I successfully evaded a covert assassination attempt by the SVR, the most sophisticated assassins in the world, and I survived long enough to warn you about these kinds of attacks. Had I kept rolling out the store after noticing the receipt and ignoring it, or having not noticed it, my life would’ve ended that day, covertly assassinated by the SVR and their compromised police, unable to write these warnings.

The takeaway I want people to learn is this: the SVR assassinates people here, and probably around the world, by having compromised cashiers, store security and local police “accidently” kill targets the SVR wants dead. Think of people who’ve been killed by police as a result of a misunderstanding between a customer of color, and law enforcement, or think of a customer of color who’ve been disappeared and turn up dead after they’ve visited an establishment, or a person of color who inexplicably hangs herself after being jailed as a result of a traffic stop.  In America, so far, the SVR doesn’t generally use “poison” attacks like they do against targets in Russia, England, France, Spain, etc. Here, they use compromised cashiers, store security and police. When you buy something at the store, check your receipt before you leave the store to make sure all your groceries were scanned. The young man accused of stealing a backpack in New York swore he’d not stolen anything, yet he was hauled off to Rikers, no one rescued him, compromised plain clothed police parked near his mother’s house and mimed slashing his throat with their finger. He was put on medications, which I don’t know possibly made him suicidal. I was urged by a compromised doctor to get on psychotropic drugs after I complained to her police were harassing me. She was a sleep apnea testing doctor who worked for a major hospital in West Los Angeles, California about 10 years ago. She lied about what I’d told her in her doctors notes. When I pointed out her errors in her doctors notes and asked her to change her notes, she refused. When I asked the hospital to have her change her notes, they said her diagnosis wouldn’t change so it was unnecessary to change her notes. I ended up filing a complaint with the State but the doctor wasn’t ordered to change her notes. The sleep test I went to was a setup by the SVR: sleep-inducing gas was piped into the room because the SVR didn’t want my sleep apnea diagnosed. At the time I didn’t know it was the SVR targeting me. I hadn’t been able to sleep for years and suddenly in the sleep study room, I felt extraordinarily sleepy, unusually sleepy, and I knew because it was so abnormal for me that I was being gassed. My terror made it impossible for the gas to work. I had to return to retake the test, was put into a different room and was diagnosed with sleep apnea.

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