The New York Times was one of many media sources that watched from the hidden, illegal cameras in that apartment, while two male police offices and two male paramedics took me from the apartment. I wasn't violent; I didn't even raise my voice.
While I was in the mental hospital, the property management, which had sent the police to my apartment, had its lawyers write and send me an eviction letter. I was evicted from that apartment into the snow, in the middle of February 2014.
Two years later, MassHousing gave $40.5 million to the property management, after I had published many pages saying that the property management should be sued, and that everyone who lived at that property was at risk of being victimized by voyeurism and involuntary pornography.
Anyone can be committed to a mental hospital. It is not an automatic indication of violent tendencies.
The New York Times hasn't stopped hacking my phone or accusing me of wanting to sleep with Ben Affleck. There were probably a lot of media people who knew about Mr. Affleck's extramarital affair with Lindsay Shookus and who said nothing about it will they, and he, and his friends, and the entertainment industry, never stopped sexually harassing me. The only way to avoid being called a slut, being the butt of endless jokes about your physical imperfections, and having your life destroyed by the entertainment industry seems to be to sleep with everyone from that industry who can ruin your life if you don't.
Copyright L. Kochman, October 4, 2017 @ 7:35 a.m.
