Seeking Asylum for the Tympanum...

I, William Garrity O'Connell am filing for asylum
by wgoconnel
05/09/2008, 3:42 AM

I, William G. O'Connell, will be filing for asylum at an unspecified country sometime soon. I can no longer take the psychological harassment by people from the media and the constant surveillance of my person, and the use of its likenesses, which have been used to harass me and ruin my health. Neither do I like the constant molestation of my tympanums by radio frequencies, which are commonly thought like cell phone frequencies, but are used for subliminal messages. I'm sick of the psychological harassment and the threatening use of niggers to harass me as well by the media's use of them and their positions next ot me during everyday life.
I'm a fourteenth generation American who came over on the Higgenson-Skelton ship to North America 1629, on my mother's side, and a seventh or eighth on my father's side, which came from Ireland. Even though I'm of Northern European stock I do not have the right to citizenship at any of the countries there because those require a maternal or paternal grandfather to have been a citizen there. My family on my mother's side went by the name of Strickland, and came to the Massachusetts Bay Colony, to which they were married, I suppose, to people from the Mayflower. I, and a few others are the most directly descended people from thence, but I do not know anymore than this.
Furthermore, I do not like the constant surveillance which is done over the electrical system and the constant harassment of my tympanums by certain radio frequencies which are commonly supposed the same as those on the cell-phone bandwidth, and which cause me to have to use copious amounts of earplugs and sound like darth vader to my self all the time.
I have been denied a proper education by people at America and have been manipulated and drugged for my entire life by those who are also manipulated and drugged. It appeared as though I was "partying" when really I was encouraged to ingest drugs by those who were unseen at the time.
I have been threatened, especially by writers on Slate, and the New York Times and by various media outlets, though not so many could tell except me. My normal development has been hindered and so to you all I say a Big Fuck You, goodbye. Sorry about the writing but I've been terribly rushed.
I will also not be able to complete my medical pamphlet today on tissue communication over the lymphatic system.
A side note on tympanum tampering. I can tell that my tympanums are being tampered because whenever I have earplugs over my tympanums or I'm mowing the lawn, my thoughts become very robust and fresh, and better than they were previously. I also don't hear annoying songs like the kind from the radio, played over and over and over.