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
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:
Thu, Apr 9, 2009 at 12:18 AM
Ewans: hi Erik
Ewans: I think you should return to Norway. It’s safer there (my experience)
me: who is this?
Ewans: Nick Ewans
me: where’s your name gone from the chat
You don’t see my name?
me: it doesn’t say your name on the chat
Did you get my email?
me: yes, i read your email
Ewans: I’m in Oslo now
me: i think it’s a bit strange, that you have turned 180 degrees in everything
Ewans: I haven’t turned 180 degrees. But after spending more time
investigating, I came to some new conclusions
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
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
me: and how can you know who to trust?
Ewans: I don’t now, quite.
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?
Ewans: The whole suburb?
do they say that it was just a joke?
Ewans: Please elaborate
me: well i overheard about this from several people at Bjørndal
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
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?
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?
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)
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
me: I think you are a bit inpolite saying that this is just something
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?
me: I’m sorry Mr. Ewans, I doubt you a bit now
me: no, i think i have explained about that to you
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
me: but i don’t trust my sister
she’s in on this the way i see it
she’s an illuminist i think
Ewans: I see
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
me: you are obviously thinking that im imagening things
we arent on the same level
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
did that get throug?
Ewans: I don’t feel it that way, it’s not my intention
ok, but this is still my opinion
me: ok, so i say goodbye then
Ewans: Are you sure?
me: now your doing it again
Ewans: I would really like to speak to you some more
me: piss off mr ewans
Ewans: I see
me: fuck off
me: blody yankee bastard
ive had enough
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
Ewans: erik, please