I recently spent another 7 days in London. It does seem as though it may have finally gotten through to the psychopaths that something has to change. For the most part, security guards were clearly very much under instructions to stop sadistically tormenting me. Having said that, I avoided several real ‘hot spots’ such as Waitrose in Fulham Road, Boots in the Fulham Broadway Center, and also the Hammersmith Broadway.

Security Guard Sainsburys Clapham Junction, Manager Matthew Hazeltine

One example was the regular security guard at the Sainsburys store at the Clapham Junction railway station enterance (the manager of which is currently Matthew Hazeltine). On two previous visits to the station in the last year or two, I’ve sat in the Cafe Nero coffee shop opposite and observed how the guard immediately recognizes me (despite not having shopped in that store for 5 years), and theatrically (over and over again) does the craning of his neck to look past me (while I’m sitting in the shop) or just looks at me (over and over again) then makes a highly theatrical ‘I’m not looking at you’ routine when I make any eye contact with him. Worse though, on my previous visit, he was also making a point of theatrically checking out the butts of several schoolgirls as they walked past or entered the store. Again, it’s important to realize that this behaviour, as well as the peering up the skirt of a young woman by a security guard at Fulham Broadway, or a G4S security guard at Churchill Square shopping center in Brighton scaring several young girls by staring at them intensely while repeatedly looking at his watch (still to write that post, coming soon) is at the incitement of the Met Police. Around 5 or 6 years ago, at that particular Sainsburys store in Clapham Junction, I witnessed a (different) security guard do something even more disturbing, but I’ll bite my tongue for now.

Anyway, on this occasion, the black male security guard was very clearly making a point of ignoring me completely as I again sat in the Cafe Nero opposite. This would likely have to be the result of a request from the police, as I have not made any complaints to Sainsburys recently (they told me they would no longer reply to my complaints 5 years ago).

One Step Forward, Two Steps Back?

There were also two very troubling things, including one that occured on that same day at Clapham Junction. As I entered the station, the London Transport staff member at the ticket barrier seemed to have been told in advance of my arrival and appeared to take a photograph of me with his smartphone. When I had gotten off the train, two pigs were walking up and down the platform. Later, when I was sitting in Pret A Manger in the High Street, they walked past twice.

The other disturbing thing was that I was left considering the possibility that the security staff in the hotel I was staying at were recognizing me. One seemed to be very aggressive, and two others made a point of moving to stand watching me (while smirking) as I waited for the lift inside the lobby. During my stay there, I had certainly done nothing to warrant any such attention. The thought that the bent psychopaths may now be informing security guards or staff at hotels I stay in is deeply disturbing, as I had never encountered that before, and it would mean that I would not be able to visit my elderly mother as much. If this is the case, then it will just serve to bring forward the date when some of these psychopathic Met Police creatures go to prison for life.

I did also visit Marks & Spencer in High Street Kensington. Upon leaving the store, a black female cashier very visibly made a look of recognition. It was more than that though – as if she was expecting me to say hello. Perhaps the store manager James Weston has decided to try to cover his legal liabilities by using the defence that he thought ‘I knew’ that I was being pointed out to his staff?