COINTEPRO Journal #1

In fall of 2009 when I attended seven-day ritual at the local Buddhist temple, an old Taiwanese lady talked to me in Japanese after the ancestor-worshipping ceremony on the last day. She had been a lay member of this temple for a long time, thus, she attended this ceremony so many times. She told me that every year she looked forward to attending this so that she could “apologize to her diseased mother.” Before her mother passed away at the hospital, she implored to let her go back home for at least one day before she died. However, her daughter could not make it happen probably because the doctor did not permit it. Since then the old Taiwanese lady regretted that for years until now.

Her story reminded me of my mother, who died of cancer when I was seven. She also implored to go back home. Since the doctor already knew that she was in the terminal stage, my mother was allowed to stay at home just one night. I slept on her futon that night. As a matter of fact, once I was also hosoitalized for 1.5 months with no permission to go out, so I know how desperately hospitalized patients miss their own home, too.

 Under these circumstances England started a reform called “Care in the Community” in London in 1990 (Bonner, 2006). Since that time patients isolated in psychiatric facilities were moved into the community. This reform of psychiatric medication is a welcome progress to the socially excluded patients. The similar movement was seen in Italy, and they progressed even more. The Italian government decided to deconstruct all the psychiatric hospitals and started to treat psychiatric patients in the same manner as other patients.

This movement brought another benefit to the societies. It reduced the threat of politicians who abuse psychiatrists’ authority for socially excluding innocent people for a political reason. According to thorough investigation of Gordon Thomas, the author of “Journey Into Madness,” as of late 1980’s, in over ninety countries including Japan and the U.S., psychiatrists put false clinical labels on people who opposed official policies. Those psychiatrists provided fake diagnoses to make politically unfavorable people look “insane” legitimately. Thomas points out that by using psychiatrists who fabricate schizophrenia, politicians silenced opposing people, maintained power, and controlled over the thoughts and actions of citizens (Thomas, 1989). Similar reports were published by an English psychiatrist, Dr. Carole Smith and Former Chief Medical Officer of Finland, Dr. Rauni Kilde (Smith, 2003; Kilde, 1999).  

Believe it or not, I am the one who was diagnosed for schizophrenia and was forcedly institutionalized when I pointed at the existence of organized stalkers. In fact, I have been stalked until now by a number of citizens both in Japan and the U.S. who look similar to group stalkers operated by the secret police, Stasi, in East-Germany. They started harassing me harshly when I tried to reveal the case of my father who was killed by secret crime.

 In the middle of December, 2005, I was eating dinner in a restaurant, when seven to eight police officers came in to take me into custody. Before I entered the restaurant, I talked to a woman who was stalking me as an organized stalker. I asked her to admit it and stop such an evil action. She denied the fact that she was stalking me and called the police. Although I had already gone to the police stations a number of times to ask for investigation of organized stalking crime, the police kept refusing it for unknown reason. In fact, most of the human rights activists who help the victims of this secret crime point out that the police usually ignore victims’ claim or even collude to deny the exsistence of organized stalking crime and refer the victims to psychiatrist.

    As mentioned above, concerning the issue of organized stalking, I kept contact with some police officers at the local police station (Chōfu-sho, Yamaguchi PrefecturalPolice), asking them to accept my report as criminal case. This time as well I explained to the police officers who came to the restaurant that I was a victim of organized stalking crime. Then, one of the detectives offered me to finally accept my report if I went to the police station with them. I agreed, but it was a deception. Without interrogation, they put me into a cell which is usually used to detain criminals. I could tell how terribly the detctive, as a person in power, looked down on ordinary citizens.

 However, since many of the police officers at the station already knew my face and name, they seemed to be aware of what was going on behind the scene. They were arguing in a raged voice for a while. I heard one officer yelling at another officer to protest for me: “How dare can you do such a thing. Hayashi (my name) already knows everything!”  When I was put into a tiny cell with a small dimmed light, I stopped at the entrance and said to the officers: “I did nothing wrong. People will know the truth in ten or twenty years.” The officers nodded: “Right.” Then I calmly asserted: “I am not crazy.” I saw the officers’ face turning nervous at the moment. They did not nod or say anything any more. Having nothing to do in the cell, I sat on the floor and did meditation. I imagined how it would feel to be jailed as political prisoner such as Mahatma Gandhi.      

  The next day I had to see four psychiatrists from morning till evening, repeating the same questions and answers to determine if I was truly insane. In fact, this process was nothing but a farce, too. No matter how rationally, logically, and calmly I explained my situation, their diagnoses seemed the same - schizophrenia. Moreover, I happened to see the police report about me, which the doctor carelessly put on the desk in front of me. The content of the report which the police wrote was nothing but fabrication. The police exaggerated my words and behavior to make me look seriously insane. They even made up stories and reported what I never said as my words. I pointed out this fact to the doctor, but he just smiled and ignored my claim.

In the room there was a social worker with an evil look on his face standing beside doctors as if making sure that the doctors diagnose me as schizophrenia.  In the third diagnosis I was so exhausted that I said to the doctor before I answered his questions, “Whatever I say, you will diagnose me as schizophrenia. What is the point in answering your questions?”  Suddenly, the social worker interrupted us with an upset voice: “Shut up! Such words are exactly the symptom of schizophrenia!” That day I was sent to a psychiatrist hospital, Shigemoto-byoin, in Yamaguchi prefecture.

 In the afternoon at the loby of the hospital, I saw again the two detectives who escorted me there. I told them about the false police report on me and asked who wrote it. In a moment their face became tense and they walked away immediately without saying anything. Later I told the chief doctor about this incident. He just smiled and said: “That is what the police usually do.”

Since that day, I am legally and officially a person with “serious schizophrenia” unless the prefectural government repeals it in the future. Now you may understand why I have a hard time finding a steady job and never get married until this age of 42. Nonetheless, it is good for me to live in the community as a person with fabricated diagnosis of schizophrenia. Since organized stalking is an international organized crime, in the U.S. as well, groups of stalkers along with corrupted police officers, fire fighters, my university students and so on still continue stalking, harrassing and torturing me covertly everyday in order to make me look like a person with paranoia-schizophrenia. However, now no one close to me believes that I am insane. Merely some naive people who do not know me well seem to be deceived by the organized stalkers’ disinformation that I am a schizophrenic. Thus, I can inform the community of the government’s such an evil-doing although it took me years of patience to prove that I am rather a rational person compared with other people.

Turning back to my episode in the hospital, that year I had to spend Christmas and New Year’s days in the psychiatric hospital. Nonetheless, I largely enjoyed my new experience as “insane” person. Shortly I made friends with many other patients. Some had diagnoses as depression, attempting suicide several times; some - anti-social personality disorder and some were thought to be schizophrenics, like me. The common question they always asked me was:”You do not look mentally ill at all. Why are you here?”– I wondered if I should act more schizophrenic for them; that might be easier than explaining my complicating situation. In fact, there I saw one lady, who did not seem insane at all, either. She told me that although she knew she was not mentally sick, she volunteered to be hospitalized. She said that she was tired of being victimized by organized stalking, so she “chose to be diagnosed as schizophrenia.”

  My happiest time in the hospital was playing cards on my bed with hospital mates after dinner until the lights went off at 9:00pm. Even after we were released from the hospital, I organized “reunion,” and went to karaoke pubs together and visited some of their houses. Having said so, one thing I desperately hoped for while being in the hospital was to return home immediately even if it may be for a short time.

I learned two important things from this bizarre experience. Firstly, hospitalized patients desperately miss outside life. Therefore, friends or family members’ visits cheer up such socially excluded people greatly. Secondly, respect for patients is crucially important. Since I officially became diagnosed with “schizophrenia,” when someone treats me as the same person, I deeply appreciate it. On the contrary, when someone ignores the dignity of people who are not in power, like the detective who put me into custody did, it hurts my heart severely. Bearing this in mind, I would like to help other people in need as respectfully and friendly as possible as my volunteer job.    




Bonner, A. (2006). Social exclusion and the way out: An individual and
community response to human social dysfunction. Chichester, England:John Wiley & Sons.


Smith, C. (2007) On the Need for New Criteria of Diagnosis of Psychosis in the Light of Mind Invasive Technology, Global Research, October 18, 2007.

Kilde, R. (1999) Microchip Implants, Mind Control, and Cybernetics, SPEKULA (3rd Quarter).


Thomas, G. (1989) Journey into Madness: Medical Torture and the Mind Controllers. London: Corgi.


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In fall of 2009 when I attended seven-day ritual at the local Buddhist temple, an old Taiwanese lad

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