Paranoia is a thought process believed to be heavily influenced by anxiety or fear, often to the point of delusion and irrationality.
Paranoid thinking typically includes beliefs of conspiracy concerning a perceived threat towards oneself (e.g. "Everyone is out to get me", an often spoken observation made by Jackie McGauley through out her life.)
Making false accusations and the general distrust of others also frequently accompany paranoia(5).
Schizophrenia is a mental disorder characterized by abnormal social behavior and failure to understand what is real.
Common symptoms include false beliefs, unclear or confused thinking, hearing voices, reduced social engagement and emotional expression. People with schizophrenia often have additional mental health problems(6).
Psychopathy, also known as sociopathy, is traditionally defined as a personality disorder expressed by persistent antisocial behavior, impaired empathy and remorse, and bold, disinhibited behavior(7).
What are Sociopathic Behaviors?
How many do you see in Jackie's behavior?
Here is a summary of some of the common features of the behavior of sociopaths. I could easily go into detail on each of these points, you get to make up your own mind.
Other Related Qualities:
About Jackie McGauley
A History of False Charges
Let's limit ourselves to the period after 1983
Jackie said her child was molested by:
Ted Gunderson is a great example of how her accomplices become her victims, another Sociopathic Behavior.
I feel badly for her child(ren?). I have not met them nor know how many there are (2?). I suspect we have a good idea how tough their life is. Why have I, their uncle, never met them? I'm smarter than that. It's her kid's loss, but at least there is less she can accuse me of, unlike the others, who had the misfortune to cross paths with Jackie McGauley and not know what they were in for.
Even though, in the document on the next page, Jackie says I am "estranged from the family," she has not contacted me once since before 1980, (but we did have a nice talk in May, 1997) so I am where she wants me to be and am pretty happy to be there. There is no one I'd rather be estranged from more than Jackie McGauley. Our poor mother suffered to the end because of Jackie's obvious issues.
I was always happy I didn't talk to Jackie as that is usually met with hard feelings, crying, screaming, and arguments, drama which I wish to avoid. I'm sure the majority of people who have dealt with her would agree. I always hoped for better, but it never actually got better.
There is a well established pattern of mental illness and it's associated Sociopathic behavior extending back as far as I can remember. She never should have been taken her seriously.
*Quote about the Richstone School accusations:
"Police were unable to get much information from the child; most of it came from the mother. Charges were not filed against the therapist and the incident never became public."
I am making it public, Jackie does not hesitate to accuse others with no regard to who it hurts. I can see that she USES people to try to achieve her ends with no regard to conscience, which is what Sociopathic behavior is.
As to Ted Gunderson, and his embezzling $30,000 from her, where did that money come from? Donations to their crusade against the "evil preschool" and others who were considered to be a threat, Ted Gunderson eventually becoming one of them. I hope the IRS looks into this. I also challenge her claim of disability, which enabled her to do this instead of earning a living. Her disability not affecting her ability to dig for satanic tunnels and ruin people's lives with her made up bullshit.
Reading about Jackie's work discrediting Ted Gunderson, and the rest, is enough to concern anyone what she might do to the next guy. But if she does it's just more proof of what I'm telling you about her mental illness. Remember, you heard it here before the inevitable attack. Hopefully she has burned herself out on this subject.
We were "One of those" families
My sister has enjoyed being in the spotlight and found that she could stay in it by being helpful with baseless accusations with total disregard for who was being hurt. She saw the benefit of a good argument and started most of them. You can imagine our childhood.
I was always happy that she used her married name during the McMartin years so I could pretend I wasn't related to the out of control woman who we all saw, who made baseless charges, unchallenged.
My sister is now using her maiden name. I guess using the name she used for many years is increasingly hard to do.
She needs mental health help, instead she continues to cause others to seek mental health help. I cannot keep quiet any longer, I should have spoken up at the beginning.
Jackie has always made my life difficult, as well as many others who crosses paths with her. I credit the unaddressed mental issues, which I am now addressing. If she has no substance abuse issues she is bucking the well established trend that was typical of our family.
Why no one addressed this in the time she was public with her obvious challenges is amazing. I'm guessing no one wanted to face her continuous and irrational rage.
The McMartin Preschool accusations gave my sister a mission. Her increasingly wild accusations were taken seriously until her actions and irrationality moved her from the spotlight of the prosecution, very early in the investigation, to eventually taking her accusations to the fringes of the extremist media. (1)
If you wanted a long a peaceful life it's best to leave this woman alone. I can no longer watch people arguing about the issues she gave us to argue about. My goal is to try to stop this insanity.
I am not an expert in diagnosing mental illness, however I know it when I see it and I certainly see it in the accusers. Below are a few interesting articles.
My Sister, Jackie
* Daily Breeze Reporter/Columnist, (named, I believe, Elliot),
**see Crazy Stuff, Timeline, July 19, 1984
1. www.Stewwebb.com (specific link to be added) This is the extremist web site Jackie's conspiracy used to "get back at Ted Gunderson"
2. Email (on the Stewwebb web site) Date: Wed, 16 Apr 2003 20:40:51 EDT . . . is all OK, but I would rather not make all of my public appearances public anymore. Thanks, Jackie
3. Stuwwebb.com, email from 2003
In the McMartin years I had the luxury of pretending that none of my sister's wild charges and beliefs affected me. No one around the water cooler at work realized the woman they saw on TV, that they increasingly referred to as crazy, was my sister.
Thankfully I have avoided a lot of issues that haunted my fellow family members, all gone by now except my sister, however, if I'm really honest with myself I can see how some of this affected my life. I was not the best son there ever was, but I was the best I knew how to be.
My method of dealing with this is to keep more to myself, to see it for what it is, learn to deal with it, my sister's was to demand to be at the center of the action, make up stories, display our father's irrational rage, and use any method possible to "get back" at those she considered to be "against her," a commonly repeated phrase from her past, "Everyone is against me!" Paranoia speaks loudly if we listen. And it seems that no one has.
I expect her to attack me any way possible when she realizes I've had enough of her issues affecting everyone. That is what a Sociopath would do.
Hopefully everyone knows about her attacks by now and they are seen in the light of her past.
We moved to Manhattan Beach in 1962, five people finding themselves in an 800 sq. ft, 2 bedroom, 1 bath house on Highland Ave that still stands today. As the traffic sped by the little house would shake, the neighbors on two sides looked right inside, the rental facility across the street often rented to noisy events, making life difficult. This is the South Bay, where you find very expensive substandard housing. My sister still lives there, carrying on the tradition she was handed and probably still can't see.
Much has been written about the people who live in the worst house on the street but have a new Cadillac in the driveway, that was us. Our houses were filthy and full of junk. Our house in Downey was a wreck, and our house in Manhattan Beach was also, soon after we moved in. In the early 1970's, our father long gone, my brother and I attempted to paint that house, but it was beyond our skills so I bartered with a professional house painter. The house had decorative shutters which were falling apart. I threw them out, not being able to stand the mess. As far as I know that was the only time that house has ever been painted. Today it is the worst house in Manhattan Beach and has been for many decades.
The house has pocket doors, the bathroom door having been broken since the mid 60's. Can you imagine 5 people living in a 2 bedroom 800 sq ft house with no functional bathroom door? That was our upbringing. I finally converted it to a swinging door, something our father never could accomplish.
Our father had plans to add a second story, and I dusted those plans off thinking I could fix the chaos, but, it was beyond my abilities, the problem was with the people. If you look at my house in Hermosa Beach you would see a much different situation. I think I escaped a lot of the problems that haunted the rest of my family.
The first son, John, was born in 1944, I was born 6 years later, my sister a year after that.
Our father had an explosive and unpredictable temper, our mom was on the typical mood altering drugs doctors prescribed at the time. Mom displayed signs of "diminished mental capacity" as far back as I can remember, often repeating the same thing multiple times not realizing she had just said it, (my brother John and I, and even Jackie, had discussed this, so it wasn't just my observation), she liked to have that more than occasional drink, the alcohol affecting the prescription drugs. Mom was a regular at Ercole's bar on Manhattan Ave, which I always hated. Alcohol and mood altering drugs are bad combination, a bad way to raise well adjusted children. The proof is before you.
I had gone to my mom's doctor twice about our mom's drinking and behavior issues. In the end, I just couldn't help her. She loved her alcohol more then she loved anything else.
The Sunday dinners were a nightmare that came to a welcome end with the suicide of our brother. Depression and various undiagnosed mental issues was a problem with a lot of people in our family. Self medicating was the answer we found, our brother John having found the ultimate solution.
Today all three of us kids would be most likely be diagnosed as being autistic, but in those days Aspergers was just a theory of a German doctor. It wasn't until much later that his theory was taken seriously. It certainly explains a lot about our childhood.
I'm certain my parents loved each other, however, the unconditional love that is necessary for healthy relationships just wasn't there, which is shown in the tone of my sister's letter on the next page, and by my mother's changing will. This is my explanation for our brother's suicide, my sister's well documented behavior, and the mental issues we all can plainly see. It's my explanation for our father's anger, and our mother's prescription drug and alcohol abuse. Thank god for medicinal weed. I was an early adopter.
Note how I address this in the letter to my sister on the next page, I never put this into words before that letter. Writing is good for the soul, it forces one to think things out.
Ted Gunderson(4), was born in 1928 which made him 59 in 1987, when he and Jackie became an item, her being 36. I'll leave the analysis of this to the psychologists, but I certainly have my opinion.