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Beware! New! Jew doctor rape goes Scot Free

I have sent a 5 page document to the State of Florida about a Jewish doctor raping me, cumming in me, and then threaten me for life if I tell anyone.  IF that happened to any other “White” man, the anti-White government we have now, would have thrown the book at him, disbarred him, deported him back to South AMerica, and deprived him of every working again.

This is a warning, because if your White wife, daughter, girlfriend, young daughter, goes to a Jewish doctor, he can rape her, impregnate her, and leave the young White girl ‘hanging.’  The same goes for having White women go to ‘ work’ for Jews at any level.  The higher level the more bold they are against White women. Hitler knew that. Hitler made sure he had his young White German girls watch videos in early school teaching the girls to ‘make a police report’ and report the Jewish bastard.  It was ‘these’ men, their wives and babies that were first deported from Germany.  Because my “White” Christian Heterosexual standards these men are “criminals.!”

Here is the paragraph that the State of Florida wrote back.

“Thank you for submitting your complaint to the Consumer Services Unit of the Department of Health.  WE HAVE DETERMINED FROM OUR REVIEW THAT ALTHOUGH THE BEHAVIOR YOU DESCRIBED IS ‘UNACCEPTABLE’ IT IS ‘NOT’ A VIOLATION OF THE LAWS OR RULES THAT REGULATE THE HEALTH CARE PRACTITIONER’S PROFESSION.”

This rule give 100% approval to any Jewish doctor, black, Mexican, Hindu, or yellow doctor that can ‘rape’ a woman, and the only thing that will happen is it will be called ‘unacceptable.’

Yet if I called this Jew a Kyke, and a rapist, they would prosecute me for being ‘anti-Semetic.’

I will make sure that I save this letter for life.

Here is the ‘complaint’ I submitted about the Jewish doctor raping me, counselling me to give sex to another Jew, and when I begged for help for my U.S. Marine husband, he tried to rape me again.  No wonder my White husband commit suicide and said, “There is no help for the White male in this country.”

Complaint to the State of Florida

Below is a summary of the chronological points of the crime of rape by a Chicago Psychiatrist:

Year of rape: 1968

Place of crime:Illinois State Psychiatric Institute (Part of University of Illinois)

1101 W. Taylor St.

Chicago, IL 60607

Now called:  University of Illinois at Chicago Department of Psychiatry
(formerly listed as Illinois State Psychiatric Institute)
1747 West Roosevelt Road, Room 155
Chicago, IL 60608

My Name is:

Age when rape occurred (21)

Psychiatrist’s Name:

Dr. Jaime Rejtman, MD PA

3001 NW 49th Ave.

Ft. Lauderdale FL 33313

954-733-7202

Age when he raped me:  27

His wife is also practicing there:

Sara Rejtman

Son:  Also practicing ?? same address

Marcos Rejtman, son

CHRONOLOGICAL EVENTS

  • Went to Illinois State Psychiatric Institute for government help with sadness, crying.  No hallucinations or delusions, no violence, no excessive drinking, nor drugs, nor pill-taking.  Came from large family of 12 and lived in abject poverty.  Too poor for make-up, hairdos, even pretty clothes, that might have attracted doctor.  Our family wasn’t close, and I could not confide in them.  He knew that, cause it  was the problem I was dealing with.
  • During the first four months it was therapy’s purpose to form a professional relationship.  It was understood that I was to build ‘trust’ in this man.  I was led to believe him, and whatever he suggested was always for ‘my good,’ and ‘healing.’
  • In about the fourth month, Dr. Rejtman told me that I was to also see nurse, Nancy Cook, for counseling.  She also provided me with medications.  I was on “Stelazine” and “Elavil.”  She administered them, while I was an inpatient.  Again, it started out to ‘build up trust.’  It took an extreme change of course when the sessions were behind closed doors in a private office, and she started to teach me that sex was necessary for my recovery.  She suggested I use vibrators and put the thought in my mind that if someone was interested in having sex with me it would be ‘good’ for me.  It seems as if she was ‘preparing’ me for sex with the psychiatrist and slowly breaking down my will and resistance to such an idea.
  • Therapy again took a change of course.  Dr. Rejtman assured me that he wanted me well, and changed our counseling to an office that had 2-Way mirrors on one wall.  He said, “Behind the mirror are professors, doctors, and students from all around the world that come to study. Perhaps, they can shed more light on your case to help me to get you well.”   Suddenly, therapy changed, and the psychiatrist directed and manipulated the questions and answers that made me seem crazy. I was too scared thinking these people were watching me and I could not see them – they could only see us.
  • Jaime Rejtman was still an intern and did not have a private office.  He shared with other doctors, one was Dr. Martinez.  After Jaime Rejtman graduated, he discharged me so I could see him as an outpatient on the main floor of the Institute, same building.
  • I was trying to adjust to my release from the hospital atmosphere, and started to see him weekly.  It was shortly afterwards, that the rape occurred.
  • The actual rape occurred when he sat down on a chair that he pulled over next to mine.  It seemed almost like he hypnotized me talking about sex and how to cure me, and then he put his arms around me, (He is a big man, and I was very skinny at the time) and pulled me on his lap.  Within a very short time, he had his penis out of the zipper, and pulled back my panties, (I had a skirt or dress) and pushed his penis in me.  It was very short, and all I remember was that he ejaculated in me, and now I was scared to the point of terror since I came from a religious home.  I was very shy, even mute, which again was one of my problems.  So without saying a word, I hurriedly put myself together and left, terrorized, depressed, almost suicidal, and afraid.  I refused to return.
  • But, about 2 months later, I did not get my period.  I thought I was pregnant with his child, and very confused as to why a Doctor would not only rape me, but impregnate me.  I called him but didn’t tell him why – just asked for an appointment.  When I arrived, I could not bring myself to sit in the chair, as it was too painful for me to think about.  I told him standing up that I thought I was pregnant with his child.
  • He seemed to have  had this all planned, because he immediately and cunningly said, “If you tell anyone I will have you committed to an insane asylum for life.  I have 10 witnesses that will testify in court that you are crazy.”  Puzzled, I replied, “What are you talking about?”  And he said, “Those professors, doctors and students behind the 2-way mirrors.”  He further stated, “I have a Jewish wife and children to take care of, and this would ruin my career for life.”  He was just a brand new psychiatrist.  I shudder and tremble to think what would have happened if I were ‘pregnant’ with a psychiatrist’s child.  What would they have done to me if he succeeded in putting me away in an insane asylum for “life” as carrying a psychiatrist’s baby?  What would have happened to that baby?  It’s scary.  Especially during a time, when women never talked about rape, and there were no agencies for help.  Can you imagine me walking around an insane asylum with a sacred embryo in my womb telling all the people in the ward that my big belly came from my psychiatrist.  I shudder to think what he would have done to silence me for good.
  • I was in a state of shock, but having been an inpatient at a hospital for a short time, I could not bear thinking of living in one of those places forever. I could not believe the doctor I put my trust in, betrayed me and actually ‘threatened me for life.  I ran out.
  • It turned out I ‘was not’ pregnant, and just called to tell him.  He said, “Oh, I really loved you, and I wanted to marry you if I wasn’t already married to my Jewish wife.  That would make it impossible since I can’t leave her with the children.  (He apparently didn’t care if I was carrying his child, even though it was a false pregnancy from nerves)  He further stated:  “I have gone into psychoanalysis, which is different from psychiatry, and you don’t have to ever worry again about that problem again, you can trust me.”
  • I left for good, and found therapy through a group like Alcoholic’s Anonymous, only it is called “Recovery, Inc.” a non-for-profit group for former nervous and depressed patients.
  • I married a Viet Nam Veteran Purple Heart Recipient and we had one son.  In about 1976, I was having problems with my husband because of the extreme effects of the Viet Nam war.  He commit suicide a few years ago, and where this psychiatrist could have intervened when I asked him for help for both of us, he didn’t.  My husband lost his job, and I went back to work at Production Tool Corporation, 1224 E. 74th St., Chicago, Illinois.  My new boss’ name was Norm Dolan, and Henry Brooks owned the company.  My boss hired me promising to give me a career in accounting.  But, he lied – he also wanted sex for the job.  I quit, and had to get away from him because he was hounding me.  I not only was confused and depressed but my bowels were bleeding.  Again, I had no where to turn, and since the psychiatrist assured me he would never assault me again, that he had undergone ‘psychoanalysis for a cure, I returned back to him in a very weakened state.  I asked him to help me with my Viet Nam Veteran husband’s problem, which seemed the most important thing to me, to save my marriage since I had his son and we were a family.  The psychiatrist ignored my pleas.  He said, “Leave your husband  – he is no good.  Your boss, (who also happens to be Jewish) would make a better husband and father, and if he wants sex from you, you should see him.  The truth is the boss ‘did not’ want to marry me.  But, he called the Doctor who began counseling me to give my boss sex.  Soon after my discharge the doctor wanted sex from me also, so I was counseled and being manipulated into giving (2) men sex.  I felt like I was losing my mind forever in this hopeless web of lies, fear, deception.  Always fearing an ‘insane asylum for life,’ as Dr. Rejtman had threatened me if I didn’t cooperate.  I ran away from him the second time when he came from behind the desk and again started to pull me down toward the couch.  This time I ran away from him.
  • I remember being at Ravenswood Hospital where I was delivered to a ward to check my bowels.  I remember being told to lay on my stomach, naked, and there were all these doctors and students ‘watching and observing’ and cameras as they inserted something in my rectum.  I was not healed or helped when I left the hospital, and Dr. Rejtman put me on a total of 23 pills a day as a young woman of 29 years old.
  • He had a secret private meeting with my husband, that I wasn’t to know about.  But, it seemed that my husband was to notify the doctor if anything ‘strange’ happened to me.
  • After release, I went to Dr. Rejtman’s office at 666 N. Michigan Avenue.  (I do not think it there anymore) As soon as I arrived in his plush office, I sat down, and he sat behind his large desk.  But, immediately he came around the desk, and tried to get me on the couch, which I refused.  I went for the door, and he began to kiss and fondle me.  I resisted, but he called me back with words that every person who has suffered depression wants to hear: ‘Oh here I have a new prescription for you, that just came out, that is certain to cure your depression.’  Although, humiliated, scared, terrorized, and distraught, I ran back for the little white piece of paper, and threw it in my purse.
  • I went to a Chinese female psychiatrist who had a group therapy at the Tri-City Mental Health Clinic for Lithium patients in Chicago Heights, Illinois.  Before the meeting started I asked the psychiatrist to give me a few minutes. I showed her the prescription to see if it was a ‘new cure’ for depression. Quite the opposite, she said the drug would have given me worse symptoms than I had. She said I was just sad, not crazy, but this drug might have made me seem crazy.  I believe that if I had taken that medicine, and would have exhibited crazy side effects, my husband was instructed to call this psychiatrist, who probably would have had me committed for life and would have had my husband sign the papers. Again, the psychiatrist covered his actions completely, as this again was planned and when it failed this time, he again had a back up to get rid of me.
  • The psychiatrist sent me a bill for his second attempt at rape.  (The first actual rape was paid for my the government since he was at a government hospital.)  The second hospitalization was paid for by, I believe, Aetna insurance or Blue Cross, (not sure), and my husband and I paid the difference.  The doctor actually charged me for the office visit.  It was then that I called him and thought he was ‘crazy.’  He said, “You won’t have to worry about me anymore. I will be leaving the Chicago area and am moving to Florida with my wife and family.”
  • I have had no contact with him since then.  I’m collecting Veteran’s Widow’s pension now, and went back to school to take English courses to write an essay to submit my husband’s name in the new Purple Heart Hall of Honor.  During the course, in 2006, I was able to write only 1/2 sentence regarding the above criminal sexual behavior.  It was well buried in my mind.  Recently, I was writing in my journal, and was able to write out for the first time in my life the complete story as it happened.  It was then I decided to take a course of action against this criminal psychiatrist.  Years ago, rape was not talked about as it is today. There was no help available to women that I knew of.  Up until now, I feel he got away with the perfect crime.
  • I also feel that had the course of therapy been more productive to me and my Viet Nam Veteran Purple Heart Recipient husband and son, my husband might still be alive today, and our families’ suffering minimized.

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