Julie Winters

"am I worth it? probably not."

"Julie Winters" is a gross, mentally ill, drug addicted 46-year-old man and career stalker who currently resides in Portland, Oregon, where he is notable for his years-long harassment campaign against his local law enforcement officials and for his history of reckless and drunk driving. Mr. Winters is also a massive schizo who has a massive victim complex and believes that the police are constantly gangstalking him, a belief that has quite ironically led to him stalking numerous police officers that he believes have wronged him. He also believes that the cops sometimes drug and rape him while calling him a "disposable trangender faggot", which is a fantasy that is extremely typical of your average 40-something tranny.

On December 8, 2024, Mr. Winters was riding around with his pet cat when he totaled his car, began belligerently harassing a random woman and then proceeded to assault the police officers who arrived on the scene. Naturally, this retarded decision led to Mr. Winters getting punched in the face numerous times and resulted in his ugly face swelling up to the size of a fucking watermelon.

Stalked by Soyjak

Julie's totally not made up stalker is literally soyjak.

“	Well, back to getting threats at my work again. I had a familiar face drive by and call me thier favorite transphobic slur a few days ago, and now, this time, these motherfucking bullies are saying they are 'calling the military' and are going 'to make me dissapear', that 'this transgender f@&got has no idea what we have planned for him' and that they are 'hired killers who work with lots of police departments' Shits getting deep. So deep, in fact, that i probably really am going to dissapear. Guess three little birds wasnt very happy about me putting thier description on the internet. So here it is again, in case.... I tried to call the detective divison to speak with someone about what the next steps were to get someone to investigate, and have been, almost every day for months before i posted this picture. Not surprising that there was no answer, for two months now. Edit: this morning i called and finally spoke to someone. They told me they wont investigate anything because 'just because your life is endangered doesnt mean it rises to the level of a bias crime' Even though i have the description of a suspect, and a liscence plate number. Just like i fucking told you all these useless pigs would say. I am going to the station next. After that, going directly to Ted Wheeler to put his fucking ass on camera saying that his police department refuses to protect trans women from having thier lives endangered in Portland, Oregon. I have done nothing wrong here, and its gonna be hell to pay for someone if this shit doesnt stop.	„
—Julie, drawing soyjak as his stalker (archive)

Stalking the Police

A cop minding his business...

... while "Julie" stalks him.

“	This is Tony Pleznarski, also known as Tony Pepperoni. (Pictured) he is a dirty cop who has been stalking me and is responsible for the deaths of two rookie cops that he brought across state lines to washington to stalk me. I have been waiting for the ppd to come tell me that they just arrested the officer responsible for me being stalked by them, for over eight years using your tax dollars and police department resources, surveillence, and personell, for over seven days. They were out behind my house when it was supposed to have happened. I heard it, my roomates heard it and im certain there were others as well. I have been stalked by the PPD for over 8 years. I have been made to look insane. But i have been keeping a journal of incidents and i guess its time to put all the cards on the table. I thlught it was finally over, til now. A few days ago, they tried to lie to me and tell me that they arrested someone for indecent exposure outside of my home to gain access to bust me for one aderall to frame me for the murder of two roomie cops that crashed when Pleznarski had them cross state lines into washington to stalk me in my vehicle. They have had my phone tapped for years, and have shared my private medical information with people that i loved in order to destroy my life. They have told people private buisiness about times i got taken advantage of by predatory men that only myself and those predatory men would have known about, if they wernt peeping through a window. You cant trust any fucking pig cop because even if they try to do the right thing, ooops, ALL bad apples apparently, his partner has tried to talk him down multiple times but they keep coming back almost every day. I am under siege, and the only protection i have is the power of my words. My friends, all of you from sea to shining sea, the real ones, KNOW who i am. You know that i am a hardworking, loving, honest individual, who has had some bad choices. Lots of them. But since i began transiton, all ive tried to do is fix myself. This one particular officer, Tony Pleznarski, who i have always refered to as Tony Pepperoni (a lucky guess w the initials, but one that REALLY made him mad, tiny pepperoni) a name that i used because i didnt know his real name, but apparently was a pretty close hit, got a fancy for me while i was at the lowest point in my life, getting cheap laughs with his cop friends while i slowly went down a path of destruction. I begged for help, from anyone who would listen, while i got gaslit by my friends, gaslit by the cops who were stalking me and basically, watched and treated like a disposable trangender f*****t (and called one by these PPD from a safe distance where i could not identify thier faces). I have been experiencing indentity based harassment from the police here in portland since before i left to north dakota to attempt to get clean the first time in 2013. When i returned, the same officer whose radar i landed up on decided to track me down and begin following me again. I had more than one attempt on my life because they were so desperate to find ANY reason to arrest me, so they attempted vehicular homocide on more than one occasion. Once, at the corner of 50th and Divison, where they tried to hit my car with a red dodge charger while they had an ambulance parked ready for my body at petite provance. The car ran a red light, swerved INTO me, but i made them miss i turned up 52nd and at the top of the hill by powell were five cop cars all sitting there milling around as if they were waiting for us. Think reservior dogs. Another time, a couple of weeks later, they chased me over mt. Tabor hill where i narrowly avoided a trap set by them. On or near the east side of Main st. I took a road they wernt expecting and came around the backside of their trap to find three ambulances, a fire truck and a couple of cop cars all parked with thier lights off, and i didnt hear one siren, later on in my investigation, i found out tony wanted to catch me that day as well, and was upset that i "outsmarted the whole police department", in his words. I have been running for my life for so long, i dont even know what a normal life is like anymore, i tried to reason with them, get them to just go away, to leave me alone, and they refused. I know i heard them say the words that they were arresting him tonight. I asked them to do the right thing and please please put an end to this, loud and clear, multiple times over the years. I heard them arrest him, i heard him scream and yell and call me a faggot and threaten to assault me with a baseball bat. I am afraid for my life. They will not stop until im arrested, apparently for any minor infraction they can come up with, definetly worth the hundreds of thousands of tax dollars they have spent on this piece of shits overtime and salary over rhe past eight years for, you know, a driving without a liscence ticket or maybe a half of a point of dope or a dui charge. Granted, i have never been arrested for anything before besides the north dakota dui and the dui that i got a diversion for and completed that diversion and have the paperwork. The north dakota one is the one ive been trying to fix and you all know my struggle with that. I passed my liscence exam oct 20 but cannot afford the 300 a month SR 22 for north dakota, a state i no longer even live in, paid my fines that i owed (for the dui that i wasnt allowed a lawyer, or a reasonable bail for) and only found out about the sr 22 when i (full of hope) walked up to the counter at the dmv to get my new, fully reinstated liscence. I no longer do drugs or drink, i have been doing my best to be the best person i can be, and they still WILL NOT STOP. I am afraid for my life. TL/DR: I have been harassed by the ppd for eight years. The entire department is complicit and have been covering up his bigoted, biased, misognistic hate crimes I cant do this anymore. So here is the picture of the guy. If anyone has any information regarding confirming his identity as a narco detective within the PPD, please come forward. I have reason to believe that this was also the individual that drugged and violated me at the North Warehouse over five months ago, when i woke up in the bathroom with my shirt off, the lights out, and even the staff gone from the building.	„
—"Julie", being a stalker (archive)

Gallery of Pain

The self-proclaimed "disposable trangender faggot" in all his hideous glory.

	“	Ever see someones head swollen to twice its size before? Thats how many times these barbarians decided to hit me... Until i was 'nonresponsive and not breathing'... Still need a brave civil rights lawyer... But, hey, free law school for me I guess right? Neuroscience w a minor in civil rights law? And here all I ever wanted to do was cook someone dinner in cute aprons, play some wax, cuddle my cat, and help others to have a better day.... Regular size head for comparison....	„
	—Julie, being an attention whore (archive)

“	OilyWeight of both ofdicrsMy name is Julie Winters, I am a transgender woman, and a sixteen year resident of Portland. I have no previous record, other than a DUI which was diverted. On Dec 7 I was involved in a single vehicle accident (my own car) while trying to get myself and my cat somewhere safe after being stalked for a long time. I was being persued by my stalker (s) when I lost control of my vehicle, and while no other cars were involved, my car was totaled. I had my cat with me and asked the portland worker who pushed my car off the road and had it towed to call an ambulance. She refused, so I asked her to call the police. She also refused that but i got her to eventually. When the officers came, they refused to take us somewhere safe, a shelter or the hospital. I was on the side of the street with my cat and a few belongings. The officers refused to help and started to walk away, so i ran up to them to beg one last time. When I got close, the officer I was running toward turned, threw his shoulder into me and took me to the ground. Once on the ground I was pummeled by both the officers with closed fists in the face, head and body, and had my chest compressed to the point where i could no longer breathe, once handcuffed they had an ambulance come where i was duct taped to a gurney and shot up with what i believe to be ketamine, but at the time, I thought they were going to murder me. I was never told I was under arrest or mirandised, and woke up in a dingy hospital room that could have been anywhere. Still groggy and confused I attempted to leave as I was no longer in cuffs, tackled again and handcuffed to the hospital bed. A little bit later three officers came in and informed me I was under arrest for assaulting the same officer who just brutally beat me and almost killed me, that they were there to represent the departments 'excessive force' internal investigation team and made sure to photograph me before my bruises fully bloomed. They then mirandised me, at which time I asked to speak to a lawyer immediately. One was not provided. I was then transported to Multnomah counzty jail and booked and put into a cell. I repeatedly asked for counsel and was denied. I was not given a reciept for my property that was transported to storage, or even told where they took my service animal in a now obvious attempt to separate us permanently, setting my court dates far enough down the line that he would have been given up for adoption and my bruises convieniently healed. Also, funny thing, I guess on paper I doubled in size from 5'4" to 5'10, gaining over 75 pounds. I am currently being charged with assaulting an officer and another misdemeanor. I am not guilty. Not even a little, but the public doesnt have a good record of getting convictions of PPD for brutality as that thin blue forcefield will make sure that they investigate themselves and find no wrongdoing. I have extensive brusing, possibly a broken eye socket as well as a broken nose, and i also fear that the left breast implant of mine may have possibly been ruptured with the combined weight of both officers compressing my breasts between them, my lungs and the concrete for several miunites. I also was not given counsel, which I asked for several times but arraigned anyway and am currently home on bail, thank the lord of all that is good. I was able to rescue Sir Scratch, who i later found calls were made about, to my deadname, even though the entire chain of custody would have known that that is no longer my name, but hey why not add some extra frosting to this nightmare. Also my stalking contines, as tonight(12/14) i went out for a cig only to have someone scream f@gg07 at me while I smoked. What a week huh? Thank you for any help you can provide. I am alone, very poor and up against a well funded, oily, and ruthless machine that has done this plenty of times before. Peace, love, and unity... Julie	„
—Julie begging for money (archive)

See Also

• Jee Jing - Another GoFuckMe scammer with gross rape fantasies.
• Shame Fetishism

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