The Party

Seit neun Wochen wohne ich in meinem Zelt in einem anderen Ort, etwa zwei Meilen vom vorherigen, wo ich mich ebenfalls wochenlang aufhielt. Die britische Regierung hat sich geweigert, die auf illegalem Wege genommenen Ersparnisse meiner deutschen Mutter zur ü ckzuzahlen, die sie im Februar 2024 erbeutet hatte. Mein Aufenthaltsort ist der britischen Polizei bekannt, und ihr Hauptquartier befindet sich in Ladywell, Dover.   Dort haben sie endg ü ltig entschieden, da ß die falsche Erkl ärung im öffentlichen Amt zu meinem Nachteil und zum Nachteil meiner deutschen Mutter vollkommen in Ordnung sei, und sie haben sich entschlossen, mich daran zu hindern, rechtliche Vertretung zu erhalten. Seit mehr als sieben Jahren habe ich überhaupt kein Einkommen erhalten, obwohl ich auf ein Einkommen berechtigt war, und, wie schon erwähnt, haben sie die Ersparnisse meiner deutschen Mutter auf illegale Weise gestohlen.

Kent County Council had recently advised me to seek legal representation at Citizens Advice … but someone then interfered. Unexpected Visit to Citizens Advice On the 23rd March 2026, unannounced and with no prior expression of my intention and itinerary, I walked to the Citizens Advice office in Dover, located in Maison Dieu Gardens, and rang the bell. The lady who opened listened to my explanation and assured me I was entitled to receive legal representation by way of their office. I would need to come back the next day and make an appointment for a lawyer who would give me fifteen minutes to listen to my case and decide if he’d take it on. The next day I returned, and because in the meantime the British police had found out where I had been and what had been said, there was a different lady and she told me to go to an office where a man was seated who had evidently been briefed what to say. He told me it was utterly false that Citizens Advice offer the service which had been ...

  Officially I do not exist. The British institutions said so. Officially Non-Existent  For around seven weeks since mid-January 2026, Angela’s brother has been holding out in a tent in England with no form of income for at least seven years. This follows the eviction from the transit room in the beginning of November 2025 when he was mercilessly shown a note-to-quit and consequently exited out into the street. The official British institutional version is that I did not exist before October 2025 and they demanded I sign papers to this effect – the demand being turned down on my part. In response, they said a dead person has no right to legal representation and this meant I was written off, and the effects are still ongoing. My written statement given to the British police inside their headquarters states that my memory has a long uninterrupted gap from the time I was presumably deported from Italy up until a grey area somewhere around 2018 to 2019. An initial appointm...