The last post about baby care was inspired by living next to a family of Mormons for two months, but I ended up writing about Isil. (I had also just seen a very disturbing documentary about the Isil child camps.) I’m going to try to correct that in this post.

All problems boil down to our treatment of our children. If we could only raise healthy adults we could end the world’s problems. Really! That statement is overly simple but stick around and hopefully you’ll get my drift.

My seemingly newfound obsession with childrearing, let’s not even call it abuse, is simply to point out that when we teach our children to blindly follow our instructions we take away their ability to think for themselves and to question what they’re being taught. Most of what we teach our children are things we were taught and we never questioned. I knew the Mormons encourage corporal punishment such as beating, sometimes whipping, and raping their children, but what I didn’t know was they don’t talk to their children. That is extreme neglect: and physical punishment mixed with extreme neglect is subtle mind control that makes for adults who can either be dominated or who want to dominate.

Not talking makes the babies’ brain like a clean slate, and that slate can be filled with any ridiculous notions the parent wants to program the child with: ideals like war, prejudice, rape, terror, stealing, hate and murder are okay if no one can see it and you don’t get caught. Girls in the Mormon, Satanic and Southern Christian Churches have to accept rape as a way of life, and that further demoralizes them.

I was watching Charlie Rose and a show about the Brain and Parenting. &Charlie had on a panel of psychologists talking about playing with and talking to babies. If you don’t talk to your babies they will have brain damage that can’t be undone. The study showed you had to start talking to your children before two years of age. That was the cut off and they showed pet scans of the brains of children whose parents interacted with them and those who didn’t. The interaction could be that you play with your children or read to them or cuddle with them and make them feel loved and included in your life. (Do not molested or rape them!) But simply talking to them makes them feel a part of your life and that’s what they want, they want to be a part of you. You can’t beat that connection into them.

Teach your infants how to communicate because older children feel the need to talk almost constantly if no one talks to them. Parents have the mistaken belief that if you talk to your child they will bore you by talking too much. Actually, the opposite is true. The more you talk to your child the less your child will feel the need to talk to you all the time, because she’s secure in the knowledge that she’s part of your life.

Since I live in my little 22-year-old RV I get different neighbors all the time. It’s very interesting meeting new people and I enjoy that. This past winter a young woman and three of her children would come over to visit her father, their grandfather, and they’d stay for four hours a day. There was one five-year-old boy, one 19-month-old girl, and one 7-month-old girl. The boy talked all the time – non-stop, and no one ever answered him. The 19-month-old girl cried all the time – non-stop, and it hurt my nerves because it was so unnecessary. The seven-month-old cried from time to time but she was sitting on her mother’s lap and got a bit of attention. Since there was only 12 months between the sisters it’s unlikely the middle sister got much lap time at a very young age. It was the 19-month-old girl who I worried about the most. Something was obviously wrong for four hours and neither the grandfather nor the mother ever asked that girl what was wrong. (RVs are parked very close to one another, so you hear everything) One day, after this had gone on for a month, the 19-month-old girl really screamed for two hours. She was in some kind of pain, not excruciating pain, I figured she had terrible diaper rash and was probably wet and in a good deal of pain. I kept thinking the grandfather just didn’t want to change the diaper, so I finally went over there because I couldn’t stand it anymore. The grandfather and the mother were both sitting in the trailer. The 19-month-old sat screaming on the floor. I was surprised to see the mother was there. So in short, there were two adults sitting quietly, doing nothing, in a tiny space that included a nonstop screaming toddler.

I asked what was wrong and the reply was they didn’t know, “She just screams like that.” I said, “But something’s wrong, she’s in pain or something, why don’t you ask her what’s wrong?” And the grandfather laughed at me and replied, “You can’t talk to a 19-month-old. They just cry for no reason.” I said they never cry for no reason. I asked the baby girl what was wrong and she looked at me with a blank stare. After I left the mother spanked the 19-month-old and left. The grandfather, who was 56 years old, came by to scold me for saying anything. He said his daughter was afraid I would try to take his grandchildren away and that they already had four children taken away. I said, “I wouldn’t try to get her children taken away, I just would like to hear her talk to her children.” I wouldn’t try to take her children away because there are some horrible, dangerous adults in the foster care system.

My mind was swimming after that. How can you be afraid someone will take children away and not alter the behavior that caused other children to be taken away from you? This was a good example of parenting our children the same way our parents treated us.

Every day after that I told the grandfather to tell his daughter to talk to her children. But she refused day after day after day. I’m sure she thought she was right and I was wrong. She got her parenting advice from the Mormon Church and Dr. Phil! (OMG people don’t get parenting advice from Dr. Phil – it’s like taking advice from the devil himself. Dr. Phil spends more time and money on lawsuits against people who’ve been on his show and had their lives ruined, than the staff he has working on the show. He’s a horrible, evil, greedy man.)

That Mormon mother essentially let that child know that trying to communicate was a painful thing. Trying to communicate got her hurt even worse than the pain that started her crying in the first place. No matter what that child did, no matter how hard she cried and screamed, no one would pay any attention to her. There was no way to get her needs met, and she learned that trying to get her needs met was wrong and punishable by “spanking.”

I saw no future for that child. Her grandfather and mother were both borderline retarded. They were teaching their child to be retarded, and by not meeting her needs, they were teaching her to be a sociopath. I could see only hardship in her future and emotional pain. What kind of life where they preparing her for?

So here’s the thing, if you have a baby and she cries – she’s crying for a reason. It’s up to you to establish communication. At around six weeks, the baby firms up from being a floppy new-born to being an infant, and her cries become very distinct. Try to say the words that help to understand what the cries are. Like, if her diaper was wet, I would say the words diaper and wet. For hunger I would say hungry or ba-ba and pretty soon she responded well when I said the words that corresponded with the particular problem.

By 19 months my daughters could talk. They could communicate in sentences. So for someone to tell me that talking to babies is impossible was very upsetting. Each time I would ask that the mother talk to her children I was met with, “You can’t talk to children until they learn to talk,” in a tone that let me know I was an idiot. No amount of logic or reasoning could change their idea.

The pet scans of the children who had no one to love them had very little brain activity. If the mother of those three children loves those children she needs to show them that she loves them. So I found the link to that Charlie Rose show about the Brain and parenting and wrote that down along with a note for her and gave it to the grandfather who said she was going to watch it. I hope she does – it will change her life dramatically, and save the lives and future of her daughters.

About Grace Gardener

I’m being abused by the NSA. My right to privacy is long gone. They have put a homing device and a microphone in my stomach, supposedly attached to my spine so there will be bone conduction. I have an X-ray picture of it. I was told if I take it out I will be killed. Our soldiers all have the same, but they agreed to it. If I go to the ACLU to complain, my phone call will be intercepted. If I confide in a friend about what’s happening to me, she’ll be killed. The NSA has brainwashed my daughters into not trusting me. They’ve been working on torturing them every week for the past 15 years. When I left in my RV they loved and trusted me, but now that I haven’t seen them in so long that now they’re afraid of me. When I was there, living with or near them, even though they were being tortured to hate me (that’s true), once they saw me again they were fine. But I can’t even call them. I know most of my calls are diverted, and I know when they try to answer, that’s diverted, too. But I don’t try hard and I can’t talk to them about anything meaningful because I know they’ll be tortured for many hours. And then they’ll be tortured, drugged and electrocuted to forget and when I talk to them again they’ll say, “It never happened.” Trying to be a good, peace-loving American gets me treated like a criminal. The military wants WW3 and I don’t, so to teach me a lesson if I get on a plane, twenty people get kicked off so I can get harassed during the flights, and then the flights gets delayed so the rest of the hundred passengers are inconvenienced. Every move I make, every breath I take, they are watching me, hurting me and hassling me. The Military already has their list of soldiers who are slated to be the first to die in WW3 and General John Kelly said they will do everything in their power to stop me from stopping them. I don’t know how delaying flights for three hours and inconveniencing dozens of people stops me from doing anything. The Military teaches its troops to be rude and inconsiderate, and to hate good people who pray for peace. They say I’m subversive because I don’t want war. Sometimes the airline has to send another plane to accommodate all the people they kick off a flight. That costs them money. Airlines should have the right to ask about fabricating excuses for changing seats, etc. They should have the right to refuse Military baby antics. You notice the way we left the Kurds to be annihilated and we released Isis into Turkey so when something starts up, we can send nuclear missiles. Notice Trump didn’t send our troops home, rather on to the next potential nuclear war site. There are potential wars in six other countries and three bogus attacks on our people, in this country, so we “have to retaliate,” just like Afghanistan. I knew about that, too. A country that attacks its own people as a pretense to start a war is subversive and traitorous. I wrote a memo and I told Pres. Bush about the attack on the trade towers at least a year before nine eleven. Three thousand people died that day and he has killed more than thirty thousand Americans since then just to keep his secret. The killing will get worse. I just want this madness to stop. Trump isn’t a pacifist, he’s an Annihilist. Pence is no better, he thinks Armageddon will resurrect Christ: the opposite is true. Christ will not come if we start Armageddon. That’s a myth and a lie, like everything else. Wake up America. About George Lucas- NSA Agents are doing the same thing to George Lucas. I was told no one really wants to hurt George, but they “have to.” George and everyone involved with Obama must learn he's not the man you think he is. But they think he’s a nice guy so they feel badly about it. Well that’s something, I guess. But the Government and other cults should not have round-the-clock accessibility to agents who are trained killers and have had their free will taken away through torture and electroshock. The best agents have had their personality split, so one personality takes over to carry out “orders” while the original personality watches helplessly. There’s a better way to run the military, and I was about to get through to put forth my ideas when the order came through to kill the three Generals who wanted to listen to me: and to kill six special agents who had been listening to me. I listen to these guys and I wonder if they have any feelings at all? I know they do even though they’re not “allowed to.” They’re not “allowed to” complain, either, under fear of death. If they try to retire, they’re not de-programmed, they are killed! I watched the Clint Eastwood movie American Sniper about Chris Kyle and I’m sure I commented on it a lot, but my readership has grown significantly and I know I’m monitored and it’s the guys doing the monitoring, who I’m trying to help. Even tough guys need a little help sometimes. I wonder if the death of Cris Kyle, played by Bradley Cooper, was planned the way it was to get me to say something about it. Everyone in the NSA knows what happened. Chris was killed because he got out. Tragically, Chris seemed to be capable of healing himself with the help of his family and still he was murdered. The man who murdered him was under orders. True! I have many, many confirmations on that statement. The judge sentenced Eddie Ray Routh, Chris’s murderer, to life in prison without parole. The movie writeup says - “U.S. Navy SEAL Chris Kyle (Bradley Cooper) takes his sole mission -- protect his comrades -- to heart and becomes one of the most lethal snipers in American history. His pinpoint accuracy not only saves countless lives.” Back to my dilemma, I can’t get in touch with anyone for fear they will be tortured or killed. You think, “I thought the US didn’t torture?” Well we do. My daughters and I are born and raised here. We are good people, we’re exceptionally good people and the NSA has a HUGE problem with that. The people who give the orders want war and we want peace, and they’re making us the bad guys? The only emails that get through to me are business and junk. Supposedly I get comments on my website that don’t come through, and I have to wonder if our military goes around killing anyone who tries to contact me? My phone rings all the time but not here. This was true when I was in NJ, too. Nobody got through to me. The call is sent elsewhere and other people pick it up pretending to be me and the women pretending to be me are nasty bitches. If I call someone and straighten something out, I find out later that the conversation never happened, I was really talking to someone in the NSA, and I have to get back to square one. Most times things are so impossible, I give up. I escaped my ex-husbands satanic cult only to find myself embroiled in the government’s cult. A much thicker, stickier web. They have kept my money from me so I can’t even get an apartment. That’s stealing, but they’re the military so nothing is illegal, not murder or theft. I feel if I call someone for help he or she will be killed or badly hurt. Just being my friend or talking to me can get you sick with cancer or dead. I think people who I have helped, or who have asked to help me, need to go to the press to tell them what a pickle I’m in . There are many people who have offered to help me over the years. Many have been killed. I don’t understand how a kid in a uniform can break into Steve Jobs’ house and inject his brain with liquid smoke, or some other carcinogen: and if he questions those orders his buddy will be told to kill him. They have to kill each other all the time. It’s so f_ked up I can’t stand it. Neither can the Agents. They don’t realize that “under orders” is meaningless. If they’re caught they’ll be tried for murder. Steve Jobs was a great man. No one, no politician, and no officer, has the right to murder any citizen, especially one who makes this country proud. If you know someone in the NSA it’s your responsibility to let your congressman know what this country is doing to him. They’re being treated barbarically. If you know my daughters please call them to lend an ear, because their memories are being erased in an attempt to make them cold and heartless and they’re suffering. Their memories are being erased and replaced with more horrible lies, and their ability to reason is gone. They used to be the smartest women on the planet. If you know George Lucas do the same. The man we were both speaking with, who George considers a friend, ordered some horrific things done to George. They are trying to change his personality so he won’t like me, or so I won’t like him, like that could ever happen, but in the meantime his health and his mind will be suffering. Listening to him will be helpful. He also has a homing device and a microphone planted in him. His whole house is wired because he knows me. If you’re a parent whose kid wants to join special forces let him know what he’ll be joining. I had someone with me get killed because he couldn’t kill his friend. I’m serious. Watch the Manchurian Candidate, especially the part where people are being murdered, but the men see themselves at a flower show. That’s what it’s like. A Clock Work Orange shows how it’s done. And Mel Gibson’s Conspiracy Theory shows the aftermath. NSA guys read my books and my blog because I may be the only friend you’ve got. I’d love to be able to take suggestions. I know I have to get all lawyered up, I’d like to sue the government for defamation of character and theft. That’s something I used to be able to do, but I’m powerless now. What you can do. God changed my name to Grace. I changed it legally in 2007. My slave name was Lynn. I was born Lynn Pezzutti, then I married Jay McDermott and I became Lynn McDermott, then I married Peter Mickelsen (now deceased) and became Lynn Mickelsen. Most of my friends in the entertainment industry think I’m Lynn Mickelsen. So now I’m Grace Gardener, and while I’m not a slave, I’m a prisoner of the state. If you’re a lawyer, see if you can get something going. I was thinking Amal Clooney could be very helpful. If you know someone in the ACLU ask them to read this blog. If you’re in my family, Doherty, Murray, Sullivan or Kelly and remember me from my Anti-War days and establishing Earth Day maybe there’s something you want to do. Let the NY Times know I’d like this published as a letter to the Editor. Publish first, contact later. Send a copy or link to your News. Good Luck, God Bless you. Rise Up! Think Peace. THE NSA AND THE MOOCS WON'T LET ANYONE GET THROUGH TO ME. THEY MAY EVEN HURT YOU IF YOU TRY. See the pages in the tabs of this blog, Grace Gardener, and, A Little About Lynn Mickelsen. If you know me and I don't get back to you, then the email was intercepted. Never talk to anyone claiming to be me without asking questions to be sure. All site posts beginning 4/1/16 will be on I’m not doing this for attention. I have 107 broken bones, zero disks in my back, and I’m exhausted. I need to get through to the people who knew me for credibility: but the NSA blocks my every move. I have to have the same acknowledgement and respect for my judgement I had while I was a ghost director in Hollywood and when I was CEO of the Rand Corp. Rand has been able to keep my work anonymous and credited to other people so they can collect my pay and residuals. They figured as long as they’re erasing my memory, and taking credit for my inventions, music, acting and directing; they may as well keep the money I earned. Also, the money would be proof that I did the work, so they’ve kept me poor all of my life. The reason the conspirators made plans in front of me was because they were assured I would “Never Remember” them, their visit and the things they planned. They talked in a kind of code that I have since figured out. I would have turned them in after the meeting had I been allowed to remember. I have to operate the way I do to keep away from my captors. GRR taught me most of the tactics I use. (Now he won’t help because his memory of me is implanted.) I know it angers some corrupt NSA Officers, but it’s a fact that I was a prisoner and slave at the Rand Corporation, and the NSA helped and still helps to keep me that way. I have to make evasive maneuvers to keep me, my daughters, this country and the world safe. Meanwhile I have no where to turn. I still feel like a candle in the wind. My name was Lynn Mickelsen while I was a prisoner in a blue house and slave of a “club” based in northern New Jersey. If you know me PLEASE DON'T TRY TO CONTACT ME THROUGH THE RAND CORPORATION OR ANY OF MY FORMER EMPLOYERS OR ANY CONTACT FROM MORE THAN 12 YEARS AGO. I know 90% of what I know because plans for Armageddon were alwazs talked about at RAND. Some people know the cult know it with a name similar to The Builder Berg Society or the Skull and Dagger Society. There's a HUGE bounty on my head that the cult I escaped from has no intention of paying. The plan is to have me killed and then to kill the person trying to collect the bounty. I thought up the plan and the amount because I thought it was going to be the plot in a movie. I told the people who wanted the plan, "This is one movie no one will want to see." In short, anyone who kills me will be killed within 24 hours and will never see a dime. Now I'm RVing but I’m still a prisoner in that I can't get in touch with anyone, and no one can get in touch with me, except in person. I found out about the other life I’d been living during a grueling five-hour conversation I detail in my Book, ‘the Conversation’ We'll have World Peace once we abolish child abuse. My view of Apocalypse has no battle, no war, no army. I believe the knowledge in ‘the Conversation’ is enough to save the world. The blog lists just some of the accomplishments I achieved as a slave, to let everyone I've helped over the past sixty years, who I am. I will finally claim my life! If you’re a George Lucas fan you may remember some of these strange stories that involve him. I met George on the set of American Graffiti; we got engaged when the movie wrapped. I was taken away and George was told I was dead. Five years later I was hired to figure out how to make Luke Skywalker’s farm vehicle fly. The people who handled me (owned me) forgot that I had worked for this director once before on American Graffiti and they told him I was dead. I arrived and solved Lucas’s problem for him and he tearfully remembered me and told me what had happened five years before. I stayed on the set of Star Wars long enough to name the Star Wars characters and solve another animatronics problem with Chewy’s costume. I was told it was time to leave and started to follow my jailers the way I had been programmed to, when George asked, “When will I see you again?” I began to say, “Oh, you’ll see me again,” but I realized I wasn’t certain of that because once before, when we got engaged, I never saw him again. So I turned around and started walking back toward Lucas and I asked, “How about now? Can I stay with you now? Because I don’t know when I’ll be able to see you again.” George thought a second and agreed that I should stay. As I was walking back to him I saw his expression change and looked over my shoulder to see the man I had been following holding a gun on me. I kept walking because now I was sure that the story Lucas had told me about what happened five years ago, was going to happen again and I couldn’t allow that. Someone had obviously been playing with my life, and I couldn’t have that, so I kept walking toward Lucas and away from the man with the gun. Lucas’s expression changed again, this time his face was filled with fear and horror. I turned around and now there were three men holding guns on George Lucas. There was only about 20 feet of desert between us but I had to go with them in order to save Lucas’s life. I‘m still trying to walk those 20 feet.
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