There was a movie called Trading Places in 1983. A rich, young man and a criminal were forced to switch places for a while, much to the delight of the criminal and the dismay of the rich man.... It was quite an interesting movie! [If I recall, it was rated "R" but there was a censored version available on DVD...?]
What has happened to me, I believe, is that the secret police wanted me to be in the position that gays were in the USA many years ago. Namely, the gays were accused of having a psychiatric problem when they didn't have one*; they were accused of being criminals when they weren't criminals; and they were accused of sexual suspicion, impropriety, perversion, etc. [Homosexuality used to be commonly associated with things like pedophilia and bestiality.] To top it off, the secret police wanted the regular police--many of whom were gay themselves--who were helping them to have a more interesting time; and so they told them I was gay when I wasn't. My supposed sexual orientation was the carrot on the end of a string for the gay police involved.
The untrue gay story has certainly made a difference and I'm going to write separately about something that happened.... It was apart from the lady whom I referred to as the "Queen Lady" in the first Waterlily blog, who was telling her stories in the meantime.... She had practically told me in person one time that she was lying because she thought it'd be helpful....
*There've been some issues with my mental health but not in the way that has been described and prosecuted....
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