CoronaVirus Updates (Thomas Schoenberger), “Esteban Trujillo de Gutierrez is a mentally ill stalker,” YouTube, May 11, 2020. 

 

Does it strike no one else as weird that Thomas Schoenberger, upon learning about the existence of a website chronicling his legal misadventures, his frauds, and his deceits, responds by claiming that I am behind it? And more, that I am a “mentally ill stalker?”

 

 

Does no one else think it weird that Thomas Schoenberger’s reaction to Jacquelyn Weaver’s “The Day of Diminishing Capacity: Thomas Schoenberger Threatens and Marcus Conte Makes False Allegations,” on her Tracking the Leopard Meroz website (May 10, 2020), is to threaten to poll her family members to ask whether Ms. Weaver suffers from mental illness? 

 

Schoenberger never responds with counter-argument or counter-fact. He immediately goes low, and he fights dirty. Now, he claims that Rebecca Morgan taking her Twitterfeed down for a break, a break that I misinterpreted as a suspension, is an example of me lying.   

No, you adolescent dumbass: that is an example of me making a mistake. We all make them. You making a video featuring that mistake as grounds to dismiss the accumulated documentation of your long criminal career merely exposes you trying to use one disproven fact to discredit a massive corpus of evidence. No one falls for this. 

 

But we ask ourselves, why the dirty fighting? Why the incessant criminal gangstalking? Why the felonious tortious interference? Why the criminal harassment? Why the insane personal threats? Why does Schoenberger try to wage amateur psychological warfare, concocting silly psychiatric profiles, that just illustrate his own lack of training and expertise?   

My theory: inadequacy. Thomas Schoenberger is beset by inadequacy. 

Thomas Schoenberger’s life education was sporadic, he never received a degree or attended university, and it shows. The more that this so-called “polymath” attacks his critics, the more he reveals that he is outclassed, his lack of expertise in any discipline leaves him looking impotent, his rebuttals are futile. 

 

Here is an obvious fact: Thomas Schoenberger has no facts, he hurls ad hominem curses and accusations that are full of sound and fury, but signify nothing. 

 

In a recent YouTube video, “Esteban Trujillo de Gutierrez is a mentally ill stalker,” the only thing that Schoenberger gets right is my name. He claims that I made a website about him. No. I did not make a website about him. 

 

But I was involved with it. I was aware of it early, and I contributed writing to it. Various statements that I made on my Samizdat YouTube channel appear on it, videos produced and hosted on my channel appear there, as do excerpts from other writers like Stinky Steve Outtrim, Jimmy’s Llama, Jacquelyn Weaver, and Dave Acton. Critics of Thomas Schoenberger, except for Stinky Steve. Stinky Steve is a co-conspirator. 

 

 

 

The multiple lawsuits naming Thomas Schoenberger are hosted there, as are his felony convictions for stalking (that Elizabeth Vering claims do not exist), and the names of his victims and the identities of his co-conspirators in the Schoenberger Crew. They are all collected there, in one place, for the convenience of prosecutors building their cases. 

 

 

 

Claiming that I am behind this website is more credit than I deserve. If I controlled that site it would still be up and running. After a couple of FBI agents and a particular AUSA were appraised of the site and its contents, they captured information that was hosted there: then the site mysteriously went dark. Schoenberger acts like he took it down, he pretends that something that he did precipitated its end. 

 

No. That site exposed Schoenberger. Jacquelyn Weaver long ago counseled him to create such a site, even just a blog, to explain himself to the world. Schoenberger is too lazy, too inept, to do so: he lacks basic skills. He does not even update his own blog. Schoenberger is a poor writer and he knows it. Unless someone like Iona Miller is around to edit his writing, Schoenberger’s grammatical inadequacies leave him mute. 

 

And so what? Not everybody can write like Jacquelyn Weaver. One problem is that Schoenberger calls himself a writer, he calls himself “rogue historian,” when someone else already owns that name. The fundamental thing that Schoenberger is, is a liar. Schoenberger never claims to be a liar. He should. Nobody lies better than he. 

 

 

 

Instead, Schoenberger makes ineffective videos on his MacBook, huddled in a dingy room, dreading every knock at the door. He rarely includes a graphic or photo. Just a black screen, and the rasping voice of the liar, his statements punctuated by a productive, chronic cough, talking to himself. Indeed, he often rants. 

 

 

 

Jacquelyn Weaver told Schoenberger to create such a site. He emailed her a thousand times, trying to persuade her that he was wronged, that he was victimized. She disagreed, he failed to persuade her, and she repeatedly counseled him to make a site or a blog to prove his case. He failed to do so. 

 

So we did it. 

 

We.

 

Not I. 

 

We. 

 

We did it. We now control the site that documents the narrative of Thomas Schoenberger’s life. 

 

Schoenberger’s response, of course, is to say that he is a composer and a pianist. More lies. No one ever saw him play on video. He claims that his compositions were performed by the Moscow Chamber Orchestra, and in the Uffizi Gallery Museum.   

Show me the website articles stating the dates. Show me a handbill. Show me a photo. Show me ten seconds of video of either performance. Show me an announcement, a news article, in Russian or Italian or any other language. Show me any evidence that either event even happened—any evidence. 

 

 

 

Schoenberger shows none. Because there is none. Thomas Schoenberger is a serial, chronic fabulist, a spectacular liar, whose response when challenged is to lie more, and to lie ever larger. When Thomas Schoenberger’s statements are examined, two things immediately stand out. 

 

One, the paucity of facts, and two, the enormity and the abundance of his lies. Schoenberger is a fact-free liar, the most ineffective kind. His criticisms about me in particular are ad hominem and libelous.   

Epic Defamation

Schoenberger defames me to no end. According to him, I weigh 371 pounds. I raped Iraqi mothers and girls. I worked for Blackwater. I smuggled cocaine. I am a CIA officer. I consort with pedophiles. I am a Satanist. He calls me a “gangstalker,” and he swears that I will be arrested for filing criminal complaints against him with the FBI (seriously). 

371 lbs? I do not think so.

In his latest video about me, “Esteban the pathetic pot-bellied pig,” (YouTube, May 14, 2020), Schoenberger calls the LAPD to complain about me, for the third time. It is an epitome in futility.

Schoenberger claims that the detective was “very nice,” and a “former Ranger.” I am glad that Schoenberger’s imaginary detective was nice, but I doubt that he was a “former Ranger,” as most “former Rangers” know precisely who I am. 

This really does not matter. Schoenberger sent him 14 screen shots of me threatening to put him in jail, claiming that I am “talking to feds” about him. He says that the detective laughed. 

CoronaVirus Updates (Thomas Schoenberger), “Esteban the pot-bellied pig,” YouTube, May 14, 2020). 

This, I believe. 

Schoenberger claims that the detective said that I was “put out to pasture” long ago. That is one way to put it. After serving with distinction in the US military, preferring not to continue contracting for DOD, I retired. In any case, yet again, it is irrelevant. Anyone can file a criminal complaint. 

Even my history as a former DEA employee, a former Snowcap advisor, is irrelevant. But Thomas Schoenberger’s long criminal record of cyberbullying and felonious stalking–he is a convicted con-man with a legal judgement exceeding $400,000, a felon with a history of fraud, tortious interference, terroristic threatening and harassment–that is supremely relevant. 

Schoenberger’s fantasy detective said that I made “empty threats,” not “specific threats.” I suppose that depends. I said that I was filing criminal complaints. That is stating a fact. Schoenberger claims that I am “the aggressor,” that I am “conspiratorial,” that I make him fear for his life, his freedom and his safety. 

Apparently I scare Thomas Schoenberger. I cannot be blamed for the phobias, the insecurities and terrors felt by a mentally ill felon who worries that his crime spree may be ending. 

Schoenberger’s fanciful detective friend said that LAPD would not be interested in his 14 screen shots unless I did manage to “bamboozle” a fed. I doubt that I could, and I would never try. 

Federal agents examine facts. Period. They look at reports, they consider sworn testimony, they examine things like the increasing number of criminal complaints filed about Schoenberger with ic3.gov. 

Schoenberger also claims that he has a case number. I am glad, and I hope that it is true: he should publish it, so I can refer my “feds” to it. In fact: I dare Schoenberger to publish his case number, if he even has one. 

Finally, Schoenberger’s carefully selected 14 screen shots prove that I am a “whack job.” Apparently this is meant to discredit me in the eyes of observers and hurt my feelings. Very well. Watch what the whack job does. 

I almost forgot. Resuming with Schoenberger’s defamations, he claims that I am a methadone addict, that I am under psychiatric care, that I am prone to “PTSD rages,” and that I see a psychiatrist weekly. He says that I take “heavy psych drugs.” 

Not that it is anybody’s business, but I did see a therapist for many years after marrying my third wife. I wanted the relationship to succeed, and we remain married now, and happy, after 13 years together. Seeing a therapist for me was a good decision, and I do not regret it. Schoenberger can bludgeon me with that all that he likes. None of his criticisms have any impact. 

I hope that Elizabeth Vering did write these words. I suspect that it was Schoenberger. Bangkok Station is appraised. Bump Ahead, “Online Hack’tvist” claims to have CoronaVirus = Thomas Schoenberger,” YouTube, March 18, 2020.

The accusations made by his sock account Elizabeth Vering, however, are unhinged. She claims that CIA Bangkok Station runs a “Brownstone sex trafficking operation to compromise pedophile businessmen with children.” 

I am fairly certain that it was actually Thomas Schoenberger writing those words, using her YouTube account, but it does not matter. You can read her statement yourself above. Bangkok Station is appraised. They are not pleased. Will there be consequences? Consequences could take many forms. 

 

 

 

My point is this: none of these defamations are true.   

def·a·ma·tion| ˌdefəˈmāSH(ə)n | noun the action of damaging the good reputation of someone; slander or libel: she sued him for defamation. (Wikipedia: Defamation: a false statement that unjustly harms reputation and constitutes a tort or a crime.)

 

Many observers note that Schoenberger practices projection: that what he says about others, is often true about himself. 

 

Take that title of his recent video, “Esteban Trujillo de Gutierrez is a mentally ill stalker.” As I said, the only true element in the statement is my name. Readers of my work can assess whether I am mentally ill or not.   

I am, as I say elsewhere on this website, Magic Kingdom Dispatch, adjudicated by the VA to be permanently and totally disabled. I am a veteran of combat, service-connected, and I bear honorable wounds. I make no secret of it, I am not ashamed of my wounds—but neither would it be correct to say that I am proud of them, either. 

 

Such wounds happen to a soldier when he is not quite smart enough or fast enough or lucky enough or tough enough. He or she survives, but not unscathed. It turns out that there are millions of us combat survivors: veterans. I am proud to be one of them. When asked, I share details of my service. I am glad to help others if they can learn anything from my experiences. But “mentally ill?” Sorry, no. 

 

As for “stalker?” I said elsewhere that I myself and Thomas Schoenberger’s multiple victims and critics are angry with him. We increasingly talk amongst ourselves, and we share details that we think can assist one another. This is not “stalking.”   

Am I obsessed? No. We are pissed. TS will be subjected to a psychiatric evaluation followed by impartial judicial scrutiny. If he is innocent, I will accept it. He will not be. We gathered too much irrevocable proof of his crimes. Documented facts elicited from “old friends.” pic.twitter.com/S3hF2BNKiF

— Esteban Trujillo de Gutierrez (@Magic_Kingdom_D) May 10, 2020

Stalking is what the master projectionist Thomas Schoenberger does. Proof? Two felony convictions for stalking, dated 2011. Does Thomas Schoenberger enjoy any comparable evidence of my own mental psychosis, or any evidence that I am a stalker? 

 

 

 

No. Because none exists. 

 

That problematic website, Thomas Schoenberger Exposed, at www.thomas-schoenberger-felon.com, collects those details. If it were my site, if I controlled it, it would be up and running at this time. For reasons beyond my control, it is now dark.   

I envision that it will go back online, after certain edits, as a living archive of evolving data on Schoenberger and his co-conspirators. Lawyers and prosecutors ultimately control the shots in legal disputes. Not former airborne Rangers.

Examining the Lies 

But let us examine the sequential lies of Thomas Schoenberger, in this last, absurd black-screened video made on May 11, 2020.   

A. Schoenberger claims that he went to the host of the site Thomas Schoenberger Exposed. Does he include the link? No. Does he include a screen shot? Nope. Does he include any evidence whatsoever? No, nope, none. 

Even I, who was involved in the production of this website, even I do not know where it is hosted. A hacker that I asked to penetrate the site failed, complimenting us on its security, noting that it was hosted in Russia. Russia? I did not know. I had no idea. I do not know who is hosting that site. 

In fact, this is what that hacker said, when I asked him if I could be connected to the site, after I saw that Thomas Schoenberger accused me of making it:

 

 

Thomas Schoenberger ends his rancid rant against me with, “really sorry, Esteban, but you lose again.”   

Do I, Thomas? Do I lose again? 

 

Thank you for providing yet more evidence of your tortious interference, more felony counts amongst the many already documented and referred to the FBI and to a particular AUSA.   

For those who do not know, AUSA stands for Assistant US Attorney. They are the prosecutors that indict criminals for felonies. Thomas may learn the name of a particular AUSA soon. 

 

Schoenberger elsewhere says that I am “obsessed” with him. I beg to differ. I am angry. This is how it looks when an airborne Ranger, a veteran of combat, a former Green Beret, a former Snowcap advisor, this is how it looks when you piss one of us off. 

 

I keep clear in my mind those things that can affect narrative and popular perception, and those things that can result in criminal indictments, prosecutions, convictions, and sentencing.   

One set of factors influence social media perceptions. The other set… the other set of factors can put you in jail. 

 

Guess where I put the weight of my effort? 

 

Schoenberger claims that he plays chess against me, and that I lose. 

 

We shall see, when that inevitable knock comes upon his door, and Federal Marshals take him into custody. 

 

Schoenberger believes that that day will never come. 

 

We shall see.