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Erik Ribsskog
<eribsskog@gmail.com>




Report of crime/Fwd: More











Erik Ribsskog
<eribsskog@gmail.com>



Sun, Dec 11, 2011 at 6:09 PM




To:
e-policing.mailbox@northumbria.pnn.police.uk


Cc:
gbrlo <gbrlo@unhcr.org>






Hi,

someone are sending a lot of forged spoofing e-mails in my name.

I wanted to report this as crime.

Regards,

Erik Ribsskog



---------- Forwarded message ----------
From: John Smith <vanhalen1014@gmail.com>

Date: Sun, Dec 4, 2011 at 5:55 PM
Subject: More
To: eribsskog@gmail.com


"I'm a business-man, an academic, an IT-expert, a commerce & office, marketing and Information-management expert, I'm an infantry and home defence veteran from Norway, I've been in politics, in Norway, I'm an earlier shop manager, I'm a shooter.


(And now also a refugee and blog-writer, from Norway, since I don't get my rights, by the Norwegian government, after overhearing I'm followed by the 'mafian' there, (noone wants to tell me who this mafia is)." Erik sends an e-mail to Liverpool County Court






Background

Born in 1970, Ribsskog seems to have had a traumatic childhood, claiming that his parents left him when he was 9 years old. His childhood stories frequently revolve around this event. In hindsight, Ribsskog relates most of his childhood memories to a large conspiracy, which involves everyone from his family to former Norwegian prime ministers, the NWO and the Illuminati.


In spite of his difficult childhood, Ribsskog appears to have been a functioning member of society up until a certain point of his life. He has served in the Norwegian Armed Forces and saw some success in his position as a supermarket manager in one of Norway's largest supermarket franchises.


He once described his family background as "white trash".


Mental illness

Ribsskog's mental illness has probably been latent ever since his horrible childhood, but it seems that there is one special event that triggered the full-fledged psychosis that is currently exposed on his blog. One seemingly ordinary day in 2003, Ribsskog overheard on his way to work that he was followed by an entity known only as the "mafian" (non-standard Norwegian for "the mafia"). Upon hearing this, Ribsskog promptly fled the country and took up residence in Sunderland where he was supposed to study Information Technology. He failed terribly at this, and has later worked for Arvato's Microsoft Product Activation Service, but left after having been subjected to their inhumane experiments.


He subsequently returned to Norway, but after surviving an alleged murder attempt at his uncle's farm in 2005, he fled to England once again and settled down in Liverpool, where he currently resides. In Liverpool, he also "overheard" that he was being used as a target-guy and "drone" by the police.


He spends his days as an unemployed, self-proclaimed asylum-seeker, bitching about how neither the English nor Norwegian authorities take his insane theories seriously. When not sending a million complaints to any and all government agencies, he applies for jobs, still firmly convinced that one day he will be employed in an executive position because of his vast experience in the consumer merchandise retail industry. He also enjoys taking over 9000 pictures of himself walking the streets of Liverpool or in the same corner of his god-forsaken apartment, as can be seen in this video.


Erik takes a lot of pictures of himself


Major themes

Major themes from Erik's blog include, but are not limited to:



His family


  • His little sister, who is a member of the 'mafian' and the Illuminati in addition to being a witch and a communist, and who used Erik as a slave when he was a boy. The source of all evil according to Erik (despite being amazingly nice towards him and helping him out financially)

  • Christell, his step-sister, who is a Neanderthal. Ribsskog is hopelessly in love with her.

  • His grandmother, who was a witch and who murdered various people.
  • His father, who constantly harrasses him on the phone


Work


  • The German company Bertelsmann, which allegedly used Erik as a slave. Erik once protested against Bertelsmann by a German war-ship in Liverpool.

  • Rimi, Norway's Wal-Mart, where Erik once worked as a manager. He has reported the owner/founder of the company to the police for various crimes, including attempted murder, and believes he is involved in a vendetta against him for quitting his Rimi job.


The Landlord


  • The Landlord (T.J. Thomas/Imperial Properties). Erik refuses to pay rent (despite receiving housing allowance, which he prefers to use to buy a dozen Internet domains and candy), and since 2009 they have threatened him with eviction.[4][5] In 2011, he bought an axe, and threatened to kill his landlord[6]. A few hours later, four policemen collected his axe[7].


Various conspiracy theories


  • Pizza Grandiosa, a Norwegian pizza brand, was a major theme for years. Erik speculates human meat is used on the pizza, and would go to great lengths to prove this.


"His rights" and his police reports


  • Erik constantly complains of being denied "his rights" by the authorities, and has sent thousands of reports to the police in Norway and the UK, and occasionally other countries.


Genealogy

Erik's hobby is genealogy, and he has discovered that he is "directly after [i.e., descended from] Odin", and that his grandmother's cousin's husband was a baron (Baron Adeler). He has consequently claimed the title Baron Adeler for himself, and has applied to the Norwegian authorities to change his name to Baron Erik Løvenbalk Ribsskog-Adeler. He speculates that he is persecuted by the authorities because he is heir to the title "Baron Adeler".


His step-sister, however, is not descended from Odin, as she is a Neanderthal according to Erik's research.[8]



You

Have you ever met him, been in proximity to him or eaten in the same country as him, you have to expect that he publishes everything he can find out about you on his blog, along with details of his sexual debut and opinion of your tits.



"If I see your bailiff here..."






We have barred the gates, but can not hold them for long. We can not get out. They have taken the Bridge and the Second Hall. Frár and Lóni and Náli fell there. The pool is up to the wall at the Westgate. The Watcher in the water took Óin. We can not get out. The end comes. Drums, drums in the deep. They are coming.

A prolonged process of evicting Erik from his Leather Lane apartment (as he refused to pay rent even though he received housing benefit) started in early 2009, and apparently came to its conclusion on August 17, 2011, after numerous appeals, several hundred complaints, and innovative delay tactics on Erik's part. Erik's strategy was to barricade himself in his apartment, while live blogging the bailiff's attempt to evict him. Surprisingly, the bailiff apparently succeeded in evicting him, and so, Erik's last blog entry that day was a desperate cry for help as he realized the end was coming. However, that was only the end of his time in Leather Lane. Erik returned less than 24 hours later, informing his readers that he had moved to Sunderland to pick up his studies from 2004/2005. Less than a week later, he was thrown out of the university too and he now lives at a hostel along with scary tattooed people.







I'm just going to by a new axe, and kill anyone who goes into my appartment or try to change the lock.



Erik warns Liverpool County Court (22 March 2011)







If I see your bailiff here I'm going to fucking kill him.



Erik warns Liverpool County Court again (9 August 2011)







Please just stay away, the bailiff-stuff is going on my nerves a bit, so I hope you don't go here, since like I've now explained, it isn't possible for me to move now, even if thought properly through it, I think I have to say.


Hope this is alright!



Erik sends a new e-mail to Liverpool County Court pleading for mercy (15 August 2011)







Hi,

the police still wants to break in to my appartment.


I want you to compain.

Please stop them.


Yours sincerely,

Erik Ribsskog




A dramatic end to a 4 year epic (17 August 2011)







I'm back at the University now, and lives at temporary accommodation, in Clanny House.



Erik informing his readers that he is still alive (18 August 2011)








On Tuesday morning, someone from the university came and dragged me out of bed, and to a meeting before I could shave, brush my teeth or have e.g. a cup of coffee, to wake up.


So I was dragged to a meeting half asleep.

It reminded me like one have seen on telly, regarding how the Nazis acted when they sent the Jews to the concentration camps.


A detailed explanation of the horror Erik went through when he was thrown out of the university(25 august 2011)







March 23, 2011: Erik posts a picture of a newly acquired axe





March 23, 2011: Erik proudly posing with axe (original)






A few hours later: Four policemen collecting axe after being tipped off by blog readers





March 27, 2011: Erik found the solution. He puts a note on his door.





Erik posing with note





It's August 17, 2011, eviction date, and Erik has barricaded himself in his apartment and posted pictures of his defense strategy on his blog.


Highlights from Erik's blog


  • Erik reports Prime Minister Jens Stoltenberg to the police for conducting a vendetta against him, because his grandfather applied for a job in Svalbard in the 1950s[9]

  • Erik reports Merseyside Police to the Oslo Police for mafia activities, and reports Youtube to the police for denying him a girlfriend[10]

  • Erik reports his grandmother to the police for murdering the principal of his elementary school in 1978[11]

  • Erik reports The Financial Ombudsman for e-mailing him outside of the business hours.[12]


Skills

Erik claims he has many skills. According to his CV, arguably one the funniest and most inflated CVs ever written, his key skills are



  • Management-skills
  • Organisation-skills
  • Economy-skills
  • Marketing-skills

  • Communication-skills
  • Language-skills
  • System Development-skills
  • Information Security-skills

  • Data Modeling-skills
  • Programming-skills
  • Operating Systems-skills
  • Web Design-skills


Quotes






I've complained to the courts in Norway, but they haven't done anything.



Erik Ribsskog






To: Merseyside Police

Hi,


my psychologist, in Norway, in 2005, has apparently set a diagnose, behind my back.

So I wanted to report this as breach of honour-crime.


I attach the letter from the mental hospital in Norway, (in Norwegian).


Best regards,

Erik Ribsskog




[13]









Is this the CIA who want's to excuse themselves for throwing me out of the USA in 2005, for no good reason? Something is strange here i Think.



Erik's response to this ED article







Sie ge-kören aus Aech mit der tranvestitten in der auto. [You drove from Aech with transvestites in the car]



— In this letter to his uncle, Erik Ribsskog demonstrates that he is fluent in German[14]







I really have an intellect myself. I think, so I really just need a woman sometimes, to keep me warm in bed, etc., (at this time).



—After he failed to annul his step-sister Christell's marriage, Erik is becoming increasingly desperate








I'm a business-man, an academic, an IT-expert, a commerce & office, marketing and Information-management expert, I'm an infantry and home defence veteran from Norway, I've been in politics, in Norway, I'm an earlier shop manager, I'm a shooter


—Erik Ribsskog is convinced he'll get a top job soon








I suspect the Police and the Azalea Lodge are a bit to close.

Could it be like in movies, I wonder, where the Police threaten people they're going to be raped in jail, by a big criminal.


Are the Northumbria Police using corporal punishment, and are they calling the manager Nel, (instead of me), to give him a chance of flirting with me?


I'm very heterosexual, but the manager Nel calls me 'dear' and when I talk to other managers in the office, he sneaks up behind me and tickles me when I turn around, to walk out of the office-door-area.


The hostel didn't give me a key to the enterance-door for weeks, and I had to knock and ring to get in, and then Nel stood in his boxer-shorts-like shorts and almost tried to humb my leg, I think.


The manager Nel is a big guy on around 120 kilos at least I think.


The Northumbria Police probably got me in to this hotel by chatting with the case-worker at the Sunderland Council, it seems to me.


Is this a place the Police place people they want to punish outside of the justice-system I'm wondering.


I also send a copy to the UN about this.

[...]


It seems like the Police in the UK have a vendetta against me, to me, and place me in funny hostells were they are to friendly and to though.


Is this a Police-mob/mafia?

This is a scandal I think.


Erik Ribsskog


Priceless complaint to the Northumbria Police



Writing style

Ribsskog has developed a very distinctive style of writing. He always starts a new paragraph for each sentence. Additionally, he uses several standard phrases in any text he writes, including:



  • "I think I have to say"
  • "But but"
  • "So that's how that is"

  • "More then"
  • "So we'll see what happens. (new paragraph) We'll see"


Erik: the comic strip






Ah, memories!


Erik's book My Book


Erik's autobiography, My Book (Norwegian: Min Bok), published on his blog, is admittedly inspired by Karl Ove Knausgård's six-volume autobiography titled Min Kamp (Mein Kampf). Still, Erik's autobiography is evidently a lot better and more interesting. Presumably, Erik is planning it to be a 16-volume autobiography—at least!


Here is a list of chapters 1 to 32, where Erik also asks the Norwegian publishing house Oktober if they are interested in publishing his book.



Blog Statistics

Erik is without a doubt one of the most active bloggers in the world, having posted nearly 15,000 blog posts since he started the blog on 15th September 2007. Here are some statistics, as of the 4th anniversary on 15th September 2011.



  • Total number of blog posts: 14,521
  • Daily average number of blog posts: 9.93 (Was above 10 for a few days in August 2011)

  • Most blog posts in one day: 75 (13 July 2010)
  • Most blog posts in one month: 614 (January 2011)
  • Most consecutive blogging days: 967 (27 December 2008 - 20 August 2011)

  • Most police reports sent in one day: 61 (2 January 2011)
  • Total number of page loads: Approx. 1.8 million

  • Most page loads in one day: 12,530 (17 August 2011, the day he was evicted from Leather Lane)


Trolling Erik Ribsskog

Yankee go home!

Trolling Erik Ribsskog is about as difficult as stealing candy from a child.


  • Send him an e-mail claiming to represent the mafian, and that you have not forgotten him.
  • Make fake subscriptions for gay magazines. [15]

  • Plant strange ideas in his head, which he will subsequently process in his batshit insane mind before sending enraged complaints to the Norwegian government.[16]

  • Address him as "Miss Erik Ribsskog" (Merseyside Police once did this, which has since served as a source of numerous conspiracy theories)


Although he is completely convinced that he is followed by the "mafian" and that this mafia wants to kill him at all costs, he posts his home address about 200 times daily on his blog. His address is:


Azaela Lodge
1-2 Azaela Terrace North
Sunderland
SR2 7ES


+44 0790 5206018


eribsskog@gmail.com


Erik's protest against Bertelsmann by German war-ship in Liverpool. A true classic.


Titles and styles


  • 25 July 1970 – 4 May 2009: Miss Erik Ribsskog
  • 4 May 2009 – present: Madam Erik Ribsskog, the Holy Grail and Queen of Scania and Tranquebar[17]


External links


Erik's own websites


Third-party