Jeg sendte bekymringsmelding til Barnevernet, angående hu dama i Stavanger, som er så guttegæern, og bare er ute å flyr og glemmer å passe på dattera

Erik Ribsskog <eribsskog@gmail.com>

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Bekymringsmelding til Barnevernet

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Erik Ribsskog <eribsskog@gmail.com>	Wed, Apr 8, 2009 at 10:12 PM
To: post@bufdir.no
Hei, jeg bor i England, men jeg fikk en Facebook friend-request, fra ei dame i Stavanger, født i 1969, i dag. Og jeg kjenner ingen folk i Stavanger, så jeg kunne ikke skjønne hva det her var i forbindelse med. Jeg bor i England som sagt, og har ikke vært i Norge siden 2005. Men da sjekka telefonkatalogen på nettet, og ringte, og da var det dattera som svarte, som het Maren, sa hu. Og hu sa at mora ikke var hjemme. Men da var vel klokka nærmere halv elleve på kvelden. Jeg lurer på, mødre skal vel ikke være ute og fly hver kveld, klokka halv elleve osv. På en onsdag? Nei, det syntes jeg var rart. Og det var helt stille der, og det virka som at noe var galt syntes jeg. Nå er jo ikke det her min business, siden jeg bor i England osv. Men nå sendte jo mora Facebook-melding til meg, enda jeg ikke engang veit hvem hu er. Så hu mora er noe litt for gutte-gæern, tror jeg, og glemmer å passe på dattera si. Så her er det nok en sak for barnevernet, tror jeg, så derfor tenkte jeg at jeg burde sende dere en melding om det. Så sånn er det. Med vennlig hilsen Erik Ribsskog Telefon, (44 for Storbritania) + 151 235 3298

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I wrote to the American Embassy in London, since I'm a bit worried about 'Mr. Ewans', since he's obviously under control of some criminals now

Erik Ribsskog <eribsskog@gmail.com>

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To the American Embassy in London. (One of your citizens in problems?)

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Erik Ribsskog <eribsskog@gmail.com>	Thu, Apr 9, 2009 at 12:48 AM
To: SCSLondon@state.gov
Hi, I've been corresponding with a person who says he is an American P.I. living in London. (About some problems to do with some mafia, set up by Jens Christian Hauge, it seems, in Norway). But your citizen who calls himself Mr. Nick Ewans, (even if he says that this is not his real name). He now seems to be under control. Even if I call him things that are insulting, and explaines, that I don't want anything more to do with him. Still he goes on. (Like a maniac, I think one have to say). So I think something must be wrong, if 'Mr Ewans', an American, who is from the mightiest country in the World, acts like a maniac. So I wanted to express to you my worry about this, that he could be under control. Yours sincerely, Erik Ribsskog PS. Here one can see the conversation, and that Mr. Ewans still went on, (a bit like a maniac), even if I wrote insults to him, to get him to stop: Ewans Nick <ewans.nick@gmail.com> Thu, Apr 9, 2009 at 12:18 AM To: eribsskog@gmail.com 11:47 PM Ewans: hi Erik 12 minutes 12:00 AM Ewans: I think you should return to Norway. It's safer there (my experience) me: who is this? Ewans: Nick Ewans 12:01 AM me: where's your name gone from the chat Ewans: ? You don't see my name? me: it doesn't say your name on the chat nope Ewans: weird Did you get my email? me: yes, i read your email 12:02 AM Ewans: I'm in Oslo now me: i think it's a bit strange, that you have turned 180 degrees in everything ok Ewans: I haven't turned 180 degrees. But after spending more time investigating, I came to some new conclusions 12:03 AM which I think are good news me: ok, i thought it was a bit strange that you spoke with my old coleguess, without asking me first 12:04 AM Ewans: You've mentioned the name of a lot of them on your blog, so I had much background material (I can read Norwegian) me: ok, but you didn't say that you spoke on behalf of me, i hope Ewans: No. me: and how can you know who to trust? Ewans: I don't now, quite. 12:05 AM But I've spoken to several people, and I feel I've reached a conclusin that is correct me: ok, but don't you think it's a bit strange, that the whole suburb of Bjørndal should be involved in a practical joke against me? 12:06 AM Ewans: The whole suburb? me: practicly do they say that it was just a joke? Ewans: Please elaborate me: well i overheard about this from several people at Bjørndal 12:07 AM and several people acted strange Ewans: yes, one of your former co-workers who remembered what happened told me it was a (silly) joke me: I overheard about it from at least four people Ewans: Well, I haven't spoken to all of them, but me: why would two women in their 50's, who i didn't know, have a silly joke against me 12:08 AM i don't think this add up Ewans: I guess they could have heard of the joke from the others and repeated it, because they believed you believed it? me: are you sure that you haven't been tricked by the people on Bjørndal? the two established women in their 50's? 12:09 AM you obviously don't know how established Norwegian women act Ewans: I told them I was working on a book, I didn't say I knew you personally or something like that I couldn't identify the two women me: ok, but you are aware of that I've published our conversations on my blog, which is being read mostly in Norway? 12:10 AM i don't think this adds up Ewans: But I believe you may have been scared after hearing of it (the joke) and possibly "imagined" some of it (very usual) me: ok what about my father you said it was a dane have you got the file perhaps? how could you mix up my father with a dane? Ewans: No, I have the information from a bank-employee in Frankfurt 12:11 AM me: I think you are a bit inpolite saying that this is just something I've imagined Ewans: I didn't say that me: so I don't think it's any point of going on Ewans: Some people made a joke, obviously So there is some substance me: i also got my face distroyed was that also a practical joke? Ewans: an accident? 12:12 AM me: I'm sorry Mr. Ewans, I doubt you a bit now Ewans: ok me: no, i think i have explained about that to you 12:13 AM and the stuff with my grandfather Ewans: About your face? me: was that also a joke? yeah, I thought i had explained about it Ewans: No joke, but your sister isn't persecuted because of that It's a long time ago me: my sister? Ewans: most people are dead me: my sister is in on what Ewans: your sister is the grandchild of Johannes as well me: on whats going on yes, like my brother Ewans: yes 12:14 AM me: but i don't trust my sister she' Ewans: ok me: she she's in on this the way i see it she she's an illuminist i think Ewans: I see 12:15 AM me: she was using a norwegian boy as a slave in Karl Johan Ewans: For how long has she been an illuminist, do you think? me: was that a joke as well? i dont know, ask the boy from Karl Johan i dont i should speak more with you Ewans: Idon't know his identity 12:16 AM why? me: you are obviously thinking that im imagening things we arent on the same level Ewans: No me: you speak down to me Ewans: I'm not thinking you are imagining everything me: thats my opinion Ewans: But some incidents may have other explanations me: my opinion is that you are speaking down to me ok? 12:17 AM did that get throug? Ewans: I don't feel it that way, it's not my intention me: .. ok, but this is still my opinion ok? Ewans: Ok me: ok, so i say goodbye then ok? Ewans: Are you sure? me: now your doing it again Ewans: I would really like to speak to you some more 12:18 AM me: piss off mr ewans piss off Ewans: I see me: fuck off Ewans: Why? me: blody yankee bastard ive had enough piss off piss off Ewans: What's going on? me: do you hear me? Ewans: Why are you so angry at me? me: i dont want anything more to do with you aren't you listening im out bye 12:19 AM Ewans: erik, please

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I don't any longer have anything to do with 'Mr. Ewans', since he is talking down to me and is being inpolite, I think

Erik Ribsskog <eribsskog@gmail.com>

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Chat with Ewans Nick

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Ewans Nick <ewans.nick@gmail.com>	Thu, Apr 9, 2009 at 12:18 AM
To: eribsskog@gmail.com
11:47 PM Ewans: hi Erik 12 minutes 12:00 AM Ewans: I think you should return to Norway. It's safer there (my experience) me: who is this? Ewans: Nick Ewans 12:01 AM me: where's your name gone from the chat Ewans: ? You don't see my name? me: it doesn't say your name on the chat nope Ewans: weird Did you get my email? me: yes, i read your email 12:02 AM Ewans: I'm in Oslo now me: i think it's a bit strange, that you have turned 180 degrees in everything ok Ewans: I haven't turned 180 degrees. But after spending more time investigating, I came to some new conclusions 12:03 AM which I think are good news me: ok, i thought it was a bit strange that you spoke with my old coleguess, without asking me first 12:04 AM Ewans: You've mentioned the name of a lot of them on your blog, so I had much background material (I can read Norwegian) me: ok, but you didn't say that you spoke on behalf of me, i hope Ewans: No. me: and how can you know who to trust? Ewans: I don't now, quite. 12:05 AM But I've spoken to several people, and I feel I've reached a conclusin that is correct me: ok, but don't you think it's a bit strange, that the whole suburb of Bjørndal should be involved in a practical joke against me? 12:06 AM Ewans: The whole suburb? me: practicly do they say that it was just a joke? Ewans: Please elaborate me: well i overheard about this from several people at Bjørndal 12:07 AM and several people acted strange Ewans: yes, one of your former co-workers who remembered what happened told me it was a (silly) joke me: I overheard about it from at least four people Ewans: Well, I haven't spoken to all of them, but me: why would two women in their 50's, who i didn't know, have a silly joke against me 12:08 AM i don't think this add up Ewans: I guess they could have heard of the joke from the others and repeated it, because they believed you believed it? me: are you sure that you haven't been tricked by the people on Bjørndal? the two established women in their 50's? 12:09 AM you obviously don't know how established Norwegian women act Ewans: I told them I was working on a book, I didn't say I knew you personally or something like that I couldn't identify the two women me: ok, but you are aware of that I've published our conversations on my blog, which is being read mostly in Norway? 12:10 AM i don't think this adds up Ewans: But I believe you may have been scared after hearing of it (the joke) and possibly "imagined" some of it (very usual) me: ok what about my father you said it was a dane have you got the file perhaps? how could you mix up my father with a dane? Ewans: No, I have the information from a bank-employee in Frankfurt 12:11 AM me: I think you are a bit inpolite saying that this is just something I've imagined Ewans: I didn't say that me: so I don't think it's any point of going on Ewans: Some people made a joke, obviously So there is some substance me: i also got my face distroyed was that also a practical joke? Ewans: an accident? 12:12 AM me: I'm sorry Mr. Ewans, I doubt you a bit now Ewans: ok me: no, i think i have explained about that to you 12:13 AM and the stuff with my grandfather Ewans: About your face? me: was that also a joke? yeah, I thought i had explained about it Ewans: No joke, but your sister isn't persecuted because of that It's a long time ago me: my sister? Ewans: most people are dead me: my sister is in on what Ewans: your sister is the grandchild of Johannes as well me: on whats going on yes, like my brother Ewans: yes 12:14 AM me: but i don't trust my sister she' Ewans: ok me: she she's in on this the way i see it she she's an illuminist i think Ewans: I see 12:15 AM me: she was using a norwegian boy as a slave in Karl Johan Ewans: For how long has she been an illuminist, do you think? me: was that a joke as well? i dont know, ask the boy from Karl Johan i dont i should speak more with you Ewans: Idon't know his identity 12:16 AM why? me: you are obviously thinking that im imagening things we arent on the same level Ewans: No me: you speak down to me Ewans: I'm not thinking you are imagining everything me: thats my opinion Ewans: But some incidents may have other explanations me: my opinion is that you are speaking down to me ok? 12:17 AM did that get throug? Ewans: I don't feel it that way, it's not my intention me: .. ok, but this is still my opinion ok? Ewans: Ok me: ok, so i say goodbye then ok? Ewans: Are you sure? me: now your doing it again Ewans: I would really like to speak to you some more 12:18 AM me: piss off mr ewans piss off Ewans: I see me: fuck off Ewans: Why? me: blody yankee bastard ive had enough piss off piss off Ewans: What's going on? me: do you hear me? Ewans: Why are you so angry at me? me: i dont want anything more to do with you aren't you listening im out bye 12:19 AM Ewans: erik, please

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Erik Ribsskog <eribsskog@gmail.com>

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Interesting news

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Ewans Nick <ewans.nick@gmail.com>	Wed, Apr 8, 2009 at 4:43 PM
To: Erik Ribsskog <eribsskog@gmail.com>
Erik, I'm currently visiting Oslo, and have been investigating your case today, because it would indeed be highly interesting if a normal guy like you had been persecuted by the mafia. I've talked to some of your former co-workers and other people you've mentioned. It appears the incident in 2003 was meant as a joke, according to a former co-worker who had overheard it from someone, and was not seriously meant (I promised not to mention his name, because of your blog). I've also spoken to some people who know the "mafia", that is, Albanian (among others) criminals in Oslo. They could confirm that the criminals have no interest in you. It also appears that the incident in Kveld in 2005 was not connected to you, it was just some people trying to capture(?) some animals, according to a local guy. My conclusion is that it is completely safe for you to return to Norway, should you wish to do so. I've also discussed the bank transfer with the guy in Frankfurt that I know, and there  seems to be a mistake. It was a Danish guy with almost the same name who received the money for two cars he sold to a company in Munich. Nick

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Facebook Friends Bonanza. (In Norwegian)

Sånn er det politiet i England holder på. Dytter folk bakfra så dem dør av hjerte-attack noen timer seinere. (In Norwegian)

I have to go the Home Office, to apply for asylum in the UK, due to that I'm being persecuted in Norway

PS.

It's maybe a bit strange, that they use red ink(?)

(Shouldn't only teachers use red ink?)

Shouldn't official files have blue or black ink on them?

Hm.

Sincerely,

Erik Ribsskog

PS 2.

Nå gikk jeg nesten ut for å kaste på Home Office:



Vi får se hva som skjer, nå ble jeg irritert her.

Vi får se.

Jeg tror det med rødt blekk er noe 'køddings'.

Vi får se.

PS 3.

Jeg hadde egentlig tenkt å avblåse protest-aksjon.

Da jeg posta bildet av tomatboksen.

Men så hadde jeg allerede tatt på meg skoa.

Så da ble det fristende å gå ut, for å få meg litt frisk luft.

Så bomma jeg tre ganger på den jævla ruta da.

Traff noe betong-greier en gang og metall-ramma rundt vinduene to ganger.

Utrolig nok.

Så jeg hadde ikke egna meg noe bra som palestiner.

Det var dårlig kasting alts., tre bom av tre mulige.

Er det mulig.

Fy faen.





PS 4.

I was at the Home Office, in Water St., on Monday.

Right before twelve noon.

And then a woman fell in the stairs, and got uncontious.

They called an ambulance.

But the stairs there are very hard, made of stone.

And I reacted on, when I went out, that they put a jacket on the woman, like she was dead, almost.

A yellow jacket.

So it almost covered her face.

She was wearing thight trousers, I could see.

Could it have been an Illuminati-plot, against a dark-haired woman, who acted a bit to western?

Remember, on Sunday, I wrote on the blog, that a young woman from Lithuania, that I met on town, (and who I think was perhaps an illuminist or a kabalist), said that a person is better the darker hair, that the person has.

(Even if the girl had light hair, which she covered with a hat).

So maybe this also goes the other way.

That it was an honour-killing, from the Illuminati, since the woman falling in the stairs, had dark hair and thight trousers?

Just a thought.

PS 5.

I don't think they did it right, at the Home Office.

Because I remember, when I worked as a shop-manager, in Norway.

(Security is very thight there, btw., one are almost not allowed to move.

And when I took a photo, of the clock there, (since the time has been an issue,
when I was there last year), then I got told, by a female officer, with light hair, that I had to turn the phone off, for some reason).

But, this happened on a couple of occations, when I was shop-manager in Norway.

And then, I called 113, I think it was.

And asked them what to do.

But I think that the Home Office did it wrong.

Because I heard what the security-woman said to the people in the reception.

She said, can you call an ambulance, someone fell in the stairs.

But they should have just called themselves.

Because they just let the woman lay there.

And she looked dead.

They should have called 113, or 999, or what it is, and asked what to do.

They should have given first aid.

But they didn't.

I was being observed, by security staff there.

It's more security than on an airport.

One have to empty ones pockets, like on an airport, and your stuff is being sent through a machine.

But the woman laid there, for the five minutes, or ten minutes, or what it was, that I was there.

With the people in the reception carrying on their regular work, it seemed, like they didn't react on the woman laying there.

The first clerk, said I had to wait, for the second clerk.

So while I waited, I noticed the woman.

This could have been an Illuminati-plot.

Because I had told my Landlord, that I was going to the Home Office.

(On Friday, was the plan, but they close at 12 noon, and I overslept on Friday.

And this maybe is a thing one should do on a Monday).

And I knew they close at 12, from last year.

At right before 11 am, a person buzzed on the calling-system here, waking me up.

I slept tightly, so I think I would have overslept, for the Home Office, if the Scottish Power-guy hadn't used the calling.

He wanted to check the electricity-meter.

But, I think they should have sent me a letter about this(?)

Even if I'm not from Britain, but I think they should have sent letters.

So this could have been part of the plot.

And they didn't give first aid.

They just put a jacket, on the woman, it seemed to me.

As far as I could see.

But it could be that they did it right, I'm not so good at first aid, and I stood a bit away.

But I thought they should have called the ambulance themselves, the security-gards.

Since they were the ones, caring for the injured woman.

So they could have explained about the patients situation.

Instead they shouted to the reception, about this.

So it was a bit bureucratic, it seemed to me.

One shouldn't do things bureaucraticly, when someone are injured, I think.

It looked to me like it could have been serious, since the woman laid there, looking like she was dead.

And a yellow jacket was put on top of her, by a security-guard, so that it almost covered her nose, I think, it covered about half her face, I think.

Something like this.

(This was done at the same time, that I went out of the building, passing the injured
woman, on a few meters distance, walking out).

I wasn't allowed to have the camera on, and I thought it would have been a bit respectless, taking a pic, so I didn't take a pic.

It could be that I'm wrong, and that everything went fine, but it seemed a bit bureucratic, to me.

So that's how this was.

(And there was also a big crowd outside, of asian or african-looking people, (or where they could have been from), which I think seemed a bit strange.

Since they were so many.

But it could be that all of them knew the woman then.

What do I know).

Hvordan damer jeg liker. (In Norwegian)

Nå driver jeg å tenker på damer her, siden jeg noen ganger har kjeda meg litt på jobb, i Oslo osv., og kanskje flørta litt med noen av kollegene på jobben, hvis jeg har kjeda meg.

Men sånne damer jeg liker, det er sånne damer, som jeg husker fra Berger og Svelvik osv.

Sånn som Annika, Christell, Anne Uglum, Lene Andersen, Line Nilsen.

Hva het hun som gikk på Gjerde da.

Monica Nebell.

(Nå skriver jeg bare de peneste damene her, så jeg skjønner at jeg er innbilsk).

For dette her var damer som så veldig fine ut, og som var lette å prate med osv. og.

Sånn at dem var hyggelig og prøvde å oppføre seg bra og sånn.

Men i Oslo så fant jeg nesten ingen sånne damer.

Alle var så utrivelige mot meg, syntes jeg.

Uten at jeg skjønner hvorfor.

Men da jeg jobba på Rimi Bjørndal, den første perioden, fra 1996 til 1998, som assisterende butikksjef.

Da traff jeg mange damer jeg likte, på jobben.

Spesielt de utenlandske var veldig høflige og hyggelige og naturlige osv.

Men de andre damene i Oslo, de var ofte ganske kunstige og litt kalde, kan man kanskje si, syntes jeg, ofte.

Men aller helst så ville jeg hatt en sånn dame som de jeg nevnte fra Berger, eller fra de som jobba på Arvato, her i Liverpool, mange av de var også veldig fine, og minte meg nesten om jentene på Berger da.

Mens i Oslo, så var det sjelden at noen av de damene minte meg om sånne damer jeg likte på Berger.

Så sånn var det.

Bare noe jeg kom på, siden jeg tar med om alt mulig på bloggen uansett.

Så sånn er det.

Med vennlig hilsen

Erik Ribsskog

PS.

Jeg synes også at det er veldig nedverdigende, at jeg må forklare om tankene mine osv., i et forsøk, på å få rettighetene mine.

Er ikke Norge og Storbritannia sekulære land?

Er det fordi jeg er i EU og EU er en 'katolsk klubb', som jeg har sett det blir kalt, i the Times, tror jeg det var.

Og norske myndigheter gir faen, eller tørr ikke gjøre noe?

Hva er det som forgår, lurer jeg.