The Ruth Ann Atkin Story
Homeland Betrayal
Public Statement Regarding the Death of Ruth Ann Atkin
Boston Bar, BC, Spring 2023
My sister Ruth Ann Atkin, was living in Langner's Trailer park in Boston Bar BC for 2 years. She was recovering from a lifetime of psychiatric abuse, early childhood trauma and over-medication. She was doing great, going through her ups and downs, breakthroughs and regressions while her sister (me) had her back. Ruth had a timid childlike outer personality, but she was much more than that to the people who knew her.
Misunderstanding Ruth's fragile countenance and mental illness, the driver of the community bus Ruth took, Jenny Adolph, decided to play God. Jenny Adolph conspired behind my back to put Ruth in a psychiatric facility. This was Ruth's greatest fear.
I asked the owner of the trailer park to ask her tenants to leave her alone. She didn't. I wrote a note for Ruth to give to the trailer park people who repeatedly approached her politely asking they respect Ruth's privacy on her walks. An hour after handing one out the RCMP were at her door.
I expressed my outrage on a local facebook page run by Ang Hunter. The hate page went gladiator games on me daring to go public against the continuous assaults on Ruth's right to peace and privacy. No rule of law, no common sense, no pause for reason swayed the mob.
The fix was in on me based on the Godless unqualified opinion of a blustery, arrogant, hasty & loud white supremacist type named Jenny Adolph (nee Vollebregt) who drove the community bus.
The week before Ruth's death, 3 wellness check calls were put in on Ruth, 3 days in a row. The RCMP came the first and the third time. Both times Ruth was sitting quietly watching TV with her cat. Ruth was terrified in tears and began to unravel. The police said they would tell the callers to leave her alone. Did they? Ruth's doctor was also outraged at the assaults on us.
I had to take Ruth to a hotel after the police visits. My friend and I witnessed Ruth at the worst I had seen her. Finally at the hotel she started to calm down. It was extremely concerning.
5 days after returning from the hotel, still being harassed by her neighbours, Ruth acted out negatively and set fire to her trailer on Sunday Morning, April 2.
I couldn't get past the black smoke. My cries for help, screaming "FIRE!!", "HELP!!", "CALL 911!!", went unanswered. No one stirred for the twenty minutes it took for Ruth to die. I don't believe Ruth intended to kill herself. The adjacent neighbour who spied on Ruth for 2 years didn't come out. It appeared their goal was met.
We are public advocates for rights for those abused by MK Ultra shadow government torture programs on non-consenting children and adults. We are involved in 2 national class action lawsuits. Our parents were also victims of this.
One of the many negative reactions we received for standing up for ourselves, our family and our community who were also victimized, was to attract the malicious attention of a treacherous, well-known female cyber bully & stalker.
She has been following my sister and I for years with no lack of evidence. This stalker found our local facebook page and contacted the mob to double down on me through attacking my sister. The mob had already attacked our dog which also put Ruth in tears when she learned she would never see her again.
Ruth was a timid, mentally disabled woman who was not bothering anyone. She was getting her first taste of freedom from the system in her entire life. The system, however, decided to punish her and her primary care giver, me, for opening that door.
This vulnerable, recovering soul, my sister, was harassed to death. She was vulnerable, not expendable. RCMP file # 23 12373
Ellen Atkin
604 259 9508
ellenatkin@gmail.com
RCMP file # 23 12373
This image below was taken in grade 8 or 9. This is when her and I had the same chances in life. For my poor sister Ruth, those chances was taken away from her at 16 yrs old through psychiatric harm. We are still dealing with the same style of abuse, except from a much less educated subclass of gatekeepers to a system that has admitted it never knew what it was doing. Embedded in the public “survivorship” movement are disingenuous false healers and prophets who blatantly harass and attack other survivors who do not participate in their cult of personality self aggrandizement. Many of them have gone after me and my sister.
Before Ruth came to Baja in 2012 for 2 weeks while I was wintering there, I had a dream. I was free flying when this hand came out of nowhere and grabbed my forearm and brought me down. I took it as a sign that my sister needed my help on earth. Ruth's life was so prescribed up until she moved to Boston Bar, that this was the first taste of freedom she had ever known. She really did appreciate it, in between abreactions to the unresolved trauma loops of both my mother’s and father’s buried on top of her own. Not one shrink, nurse or doctor addressed any of this. All they did was shock and drug her so she would have an almost impossible task of ever recovering if that chance ever came.
Ruth was so happy to actually feel the water on her skin in the shower once the drugs wore off. Simple things like that were robbed of her. I held space for her and weathered the storm of her rage and grief at having had her life taken from her. I hope people can begin to understand what mind control programming actually is. The people claiming to be healed from it are not.
It is on the collective to extinguish it completely through system reform. The internet is not real. After more than 10 years of “getting the word out” through survivor testimony, has nothing been gained? If you are not working on system reform, you are not working on helping survivors.
There was no help from the system in Boston Bar. Indeed one of the names presented to me by the RCMP representing victim services was herself part of the lynch mob on facebook. Our medical doctor, who also agreed Ruth’s community should leaver her alone to heal, had no other resources to offer other than a psychiatric intake nurse appt. They are often just naïve kids out of college who have never heard of the Montreal Experiments where both our parents were patients, let alone any idea of the historic dark underbelly of the entire profession, closely tied to Nazi doctors.
Before the arrangements I was making to move and get her more help and support, the remnant small town cult here (there were several, including a famous sex cult) decided for us what what going to happen to Ruth.
There is an ongoing RCMP investigation, of course, into Ruth's death, but it will take at least a year and it is only with public support will any changes be made to the system and the people that did this to her. What can I expect from a task force that includes Leonard Cohen's famous stalker who tried to frame me for murder and an physically abusive RCMP detective cousin from the dark side of the family?
Indeed, in this same small town another post police visit suicide occurred the month before my sister died. 6 years ago, a 15 year old boy suicided after a police visit. There are only a few hundred people that live here.
Ruth and her sister, Ellen, (me) in the backyard in Windsor Ontario, mid sixties. Ruth was suppressing much early childhood abuse. I went through it too but I am guessing she tried to protect me from our father’s sexual abuse, as can be interpreted in this image above.
Most people are triggered when confronted with someone else's unresolved trauma. If the confronted person also went through similar trauma, (incest for example), they can abreact to that person and potentially cause a drama around their own unwillingness to expose their own secrets/ unresolved traumas.
This is how the cycle of abuse, victim shaming, character assassination and cover ups perpetuates. Although much is touted about ending the stigma around mental illness, the truth is that most people will not allow others to be mentally ill unless they are serving an agenda. Healing and personal responsibility often don’t factor into that agenda.
The love of Ruth's life, Doug.
He took her places and they did things together.
He left this earth in 2003.
She stood on her own the last 20 years of her life.
This was a great achievement for her.
Her last 2 years with me were a gift for her and I.
Despite the horrendous circumstances of her death, she is finally, not suffering anymore.
She and I were not to blame for the trauma heaped on us from birth, although blaming the victims (our mom too) was the investment of the real abusers.
My father was the main abuser in our home, although he did try to teach us some truths. The family took his side. Medical dark lab torture experiments (trauma based mind control) were most likely forced upon us children through the same threats that kept my mother and father in their dissociated states of unspoken terror.
Ruth was so happy to be gaining her physical, emotional and mental freedom after decades of iatrogenic abuse. She was so happy to be recovering. She loved her home and the location.
She looked fragile facing her fears to the outside world but she found her workarounds and pressed on. I was so proud of her. We hugged for joy amid the chaos.
The only concern I heard from Jenny Adolph, the community bus driver, was that Ruth had a kerfuffle on the bus. A kerfuffle. The only concern I heard from Jackie Langner, the trailer park lady owner manager (strange story there) was that Ruth's belt was loose.
How does one make the jump from these concerns to constitute harassing Ruth into believing she needed a medical intervention? Ruth was not bothering her neighbors. They were bothering her.
After repeated requests to leave her alone by myself AND the police, Jackie, Debbie, Anita, Garth, Tammy, Kelly, Tom, Kathy, Terry & Sherri, doubled down on their unsubstantiated malice towards me, aided by our ever present psycho cyber stalker Ann McLean (aka Diamond). Ruth was terrified but unable to express her true thoughts because she was mentally disabled.
Anita, an 84 year old childless spinster with a mean edge harassed her at 7 am on the last Sunday morning of her life. An hour later, Anita hid in her trailer while I was screaming for help for at least 20 minutes while Ruth's life went up in flames and black smoke.
Death by gossipy, petty, idle, mentally ill, uneducated, ill informed, jealous & meddling psychopaths. I wish Ruth could have told them herself to eff off. She did to me.
The lies told by these "concerned" people were spread all over town as evidenced by the Boston Bar rant and rave face book page. Ang Hunter, the admin and public school janitor (also stand in Victim Services rep.) was baiting and controlling the discourse to attack me for defending my sister.
Ang weaponized the most senile and squalid old men, (with disgraceful histories of murder and abuse themselves) & a new family of deadbeats who were run out of Harrison for their disgusting business practices and criminal ties to swarm me.
Dozens of local morons cheered them on. I wonder how they feel now? They can't kill me. But they killed my sister to show me how powerful they thought they were. There was no concern for Ruth at all.