Dedicated with gratitude to A.B.
My (virtual) acquaintance with Aaron Dover started with an article he produced for that peculiar gang of British Jews that calls itself JfJfP (Jews for Justice for Palestinians). The article was titled God Promised Antisemitism to the Zionists. I have emphasized "was", because after a short while somebody in JfJfP decided that it was too overboard even for the outfit that is overboard most of the time. The article remained in Google's cache for now, so you can both enjoy it and check where it has originated. It is also kept (at least for now) on the Soupy One blog, but somebody in JfJfP wages a Twitter war against the blogger, demanding that the article be removed. Meanwhile, the article was picked up by the notorious Gilad Atzmon and a Palestinian site "SHOA - The Palestinian Holocaust", under a tag "Zionazi". The thrust of the article could be conveyed via very few quotes:
“Antisemitism” is a word and a political construct.
Antisemitism is a danger not to the purported victims of said antisemitism, but to the actual victims; those accused of it. Everyone lives the antisemitism minefield.
The world is tired of the Jewish victimhood song, and tired of this victimhood being used as a weapon, as a means to bully people into observing Zionist taboos.Enough, I think. It might be worthy of notice (or, possibly, not, who knows?) that Aaron Dover is billed on JfJfP as "JfJfP's social media strategist". He is also active on a website called very subtly "The Zionion" - probably a reflection on sense of humor typical for its members. He appears there a few times, although the above quoted article was withdrawn from The Zionion as well (update - it is back again). No wonders why.
Well, the seriously over the top - one might say raving - style and contents of the article, plus his hysterical Zionion appearances obviously called for what we, the Elders, do best - a character assassination. So I decided to take a closer look at the author. Starting with his Facebook page.
Thus I've started to look for more info about our subject. And instantly the feeling of alarm started to overwhelm me. Beginning with this:
I must have lost a HUNDRED plus people from my life ranging from friends to acquaintances, plus ALL my non-immediate non-London family. My own cousin... who moved from Scotland to a f***ing settlement overlooking Bethlehem... printed and handed me HOLOCAUST LITERATURE when I popped in.To compensate for the loss, our hero got a message from... Greta Berlin:
Just look at all the wonderful new friends you have gained!!Yeah... after a message like this I would run for the hills, but Aaron Dover is, probably, a better man. Unless there are no hills in his neighborhood. Anyhow, while there are multiple signs of trouble in all of the above, still nothing prepared me for this:
'Police hunted me down with 10 cars and a helicopter… and I was just having coffee'
IT consultant could sue after being sectioned in 'Hannibal Lecter' ward
Hampstead IT consultant ‘hunted like suicide bomber’ and wrongly sectioned on secure psychiatric ward
This, I have to say, was too much even for you, my fiendish Zionist friends. There are some limits. And even if there are no limits, there ought to be some. But let's slow down a bit and try to make some order in this TMI (Too Much Information) situation. Although I have a problem now - how to cope with a melody that keeps playing in my brain, since I've started the plunge into these depths of depravity - but let's leave it for now. Let us piece together the story from the available sources.
A former hedge fund boss is considering legal action after being “wrongly sectioned” in a maximum-security psychiatric ward.A former hedge fund boss and lately IT consultant. A respectable person like that, and look where his anti-Zionist activities brought him, after annoying a powerful and ruthless Zionist enemy:
Aaron Dover, 39, claims he was detained against his will for 10 days, physically restrained and forcibly injected with sedatives at Highgate Mental Health Centre.
Mr Dover, of Hampstead, was held after his wife became concerned for his well-being and called the NHS 111 out-of-hours number. Authorities feared he might be suicidal and the Metropolitan Police launched a helicopter search. He was having a coffee nearby.
He admitted being under pressure due to an employment dispute and said he had at times suffered from depression, but claimed the response was completely over the top:Where they keep this manner of men, to remind you:
I was brought into hospital by a manhunt of more than 10 police cars, police with dogs trawling Hampstead Heath, and a police helicopter, while I was out quietly having a coffee on Flask Walk.
I was hunted down like a nuclear suicide bomber rather than someone out for Sunday breakfast.
I was held against my will with patients who were terrifying. Some of them were quite aggressive and there were frequent fights. It’s basically the Hannibal Lecter ward of Highgate.
While Aaron Dover, thanks to the Evening Standard, looks like this:
Mostly harmless, I would say, and you would agree (of course, if you know what is good for you). Perhaps you might want to remark on the somewhat askew mouth, but wait, you haven't heard the whole story yet. There are a lot of good reasons for the mouth to look as it does.
Mr Dover, an intermittent user of cannabis for 24 years including highly potent skunk, admits he was under intense stress but believes his sectioning was based on hearsay and not enough was done to verify his account of events.Apparently a man can't smoke some quality weed on account of all King's men hunting him down like a freaking fox? Of course, keeping in mind the real culprits behind this inhuman hunt, the troof is easy to see. The big Z in action, even if I, an Elder, say so. Let's hear now the complainant summarizing the case in his own words:
The metatarsal in my right foot was broken when nursing staff at Highgate Mental Health Centre dragged me through a doorway and it got caught. The fire alarm had gone off and staff blamed me. I feared they were going to assault me in response and I was refusing to come in from the yard which was on CCTV cameras. They did so anyway and broke my foot in the process. I was sitting cross legged in the yard at the time. After that they dragged me to my bed where I was pinned face down and injected twice with a sedative and an anti-psychotic. Following this I was moved to the psychiatric ICU ward the next day. Staff refused me an X Ray and I walked around on the broken foot for ten days until I was released by the tribunal. I went to get an X Ray the following day at the Royal Free Hospital. The hospital trust denied my FOI/DPA application for the CCTV footage. The injury is not on any medical notes that I have managed to obtain. The trust will not confirm whether they acceded to my request to preserve the footage and we are now four months later. This incident is currently under investigation by the police.And the most tragic finale:
The NHS have destroyed my career, my health, damaged or destroyed all my personal relationships and my reputation is in tatters. They have ruined my life.Are you still in the LMAO (laughing your arses off) state, you fiends? Tell you what, there will be no character assassination. I am now totally on the side of the aggrieved party. Try and imagine what you would do to someone who broke your metatarsal (whatever it is and wherever it is). Now picture what you would do multiplied by about 1000 in case someone broke my metatarsal... so there.
And this is what I've decided to do. I'll put Aaron here on my couch (well, an imaginary one, the one that wouldn't break no one's metatarsal. Then I'll hear him out, maybe ask a few questions here and there. Anything to help a man in dire straits. So here is our dialog ("A" for Aaron, "Me" for I):
Me: Do you think, Aaron, that the Zionists (Mossad, whatever) offed first all these people in the Charlie Hebdo place and then the four Jews in the supermarket, all that to put a wedge between the French folks and their Muslim brothers and sisters?
Me: Aaron, it is I who is supposed to say "Mmm..."!
Me: No worries on that account, Aaron. Usually we don't do it, but in your case, which is certainly special, we'll issue a certificate "Not in your name", signed by duly appointed and authorized Elders. Is it agreeable?
A: Oh yeah...
Me: Do you think it's funny, Aaron?
Me: Are you sure?
Me: Do you see yourself as part of persecuted minority, Aaron?
At this point of the session the patient's blood pressure and breathing returned to normal. Aaron's demeanor improved markedly and it was agreed that there is no need to prolong the session.
(*) The visual aids used above belong to Aaron Dover's Facebook page.
To: The Elders Mind Control Department (restricted communication).
The patient, one Aaron Dover, displays clear symptoms of being hit by mind control radiation from the out-of-focus ray intended for another person. In view of the subject's acquaintance with several persons of interest (such as Deborah Fink), I recommend an immediate intervention of the Chief of Mind Control Dept into the daily operation of the Team UK, to ensure that the operatives switch off the ray while resting, to avoid future cases of bystanders harmed by unintended irradiation.
Yours... (signature illegible)
Now I can tell you about this invasive, maddening melody that is occupying my mind since encountering Aaron's case:
Try to cope with it yourself and see what happens. Meanwhile let our Aaron go!
Excerpts from 1983 Mental Health Act