PJ#093 CRIMINAL POLITBUROS AND OTHER PLAGUES

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PJ 93

CHAPTER 7

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THU., APR. 21, 1994 12:13 P.M. YEAR 7, DAY 248

THU., APR. 21, 1994

"BUT I'D RATHER TALK ABOUT...."

Yes I know, you want to get back to killing Camelot but we need to speak of the judicial system a bit more because this HAS BECOME PERSONAL AND WILL BECOME MORE AND MORE PERSONAL TO YOUR VERY SURVIVAL. YOU CANNOT CHANGE YOUR NATION, YOUR PEOPLE OR YOUR WORLD WITH A JUDICIAL SYSTEM AS YOU HAVE ACQUIRED FOR THERE IS NO CONSTITU­TIONAL LAW FOLLOWED ANY LONGER--THEN, WE WILL GET BACK TO SOME OF "CAMELOT".

In a very short while you'll be getting "stuff" directly from Ronn Jackson as he has offered to share writing in our paper and offers, separate and apart from the "books" (manuscripts), to give us interesting and current topics which you will find even more interesting than the manuscripts if you can believe that to be possible. He assures us all that "the TRUTH will make us very MAD!" Perhaps it's time you all got "mad as hell and refuse to take it any more...." We shall see.

Continuation: DEFRAUDING AMERICA, Part 19:
by Rodney Stich

THE BANKRUPTCY SCENE

Continuation of chapter: "LEGAL FRATERNITY"

In 1987 I sought relief in Chapter 11, and obtained other le­gal counsel. I hired attorney Vernon Bradley of Sausalito, Cali­fornia, who was to represent me both in the California action and in the Chapter 11 proceedings. He then hired Las Vegas attorney Joshua Landish to handle the filing of the Chapter 11 papers in Las Vegas. Both Bradley and Landish agreed before I hired them that they would seek relief from the federal judge in Chapter 11 from the illegal orders of the California judges. But then when they became attorneys of record, they refused to file the necessary papers to obtain the relief.

I was present at the first hearing on the Chapter 11 cases, on September 11, 1987. The two attorneys made a passionate ar­gument on my behalf and, although they failed to raise the civil and constitutional violations that forced me to seek Chapter 11 relief, they argued in my defense. They praised my manage­ment style that built up a multi-million dollar equity estate in twenty years. They argued that the sham California divorce ac­tion filed by the Friedman law firm caused me to seek relief in Chapter 11, and if federal law was applied requiring the Cali­fornia judges to recognize the five prior judgments, there would be no reason for my seeking relief in Chapter 11. This was the hearing where federal Judge Robert Jones rendered an order that the two cases would be dismissed in 60 days. This was not the full relief I wanted, but it removed the lis pendens and permitted me to pay off the mortgage loans that had come due.

These attorneys then sabotaged my defenses. Attorney John Landish appeared at a hearing limited to the personal Chapter 11 filing and limited to removal of the automatic stay on several mortgages. That hearing took place on September 28, 1987, without my knowledge. The mortgage holder, Robil, Inc., and Superior Home Loans, sought to foreclose on the properties for which the mortgages had come due, and which would have been shortly paid off since Judge Jones ordered removal of the state lis pendens that had blocked the refinancing. Landish, whom I had hired specifically to protect my properties, then requested Judge Jones to vacate the earlier order providing me relief; to seize the business, home, and assets on both the personal and corporate Chapter 11 cases via appointment of a trustee; and then to liquidate the assets, leaving me penniless.

I would later learn that this is a common trick used by attor­neys after they recommend to their clients that they seek Chap­ter 11 relief. The attorneys then strip their clients of all assets! In this manner the attorneys and trustees generate huge fees as they plunder the assets. Through their attorneys the Bank of America was famous for jumping the gun to seize the properties of their clients, ever since the 1930 depression days.

Landish kept notice of the seizure from me until after the ten-day period to appeal passed. I discharged Landish but by that time he had done the damage. I did not learn what occurred at that hearing until several months later, after I obtained taped recordings of the court proceedings.

I hired other legal counsel, and the integrity problems contin­ued. I hired attorney Raymond Goodman of Concord, Califor­nia, to represent me in the bankruptcy proceedings, and he too agreed to file briefs to remove the illegally appointed trustee. He didn't tell me that the California State Bar had suspended his right to practice law. Also, he didn't tell me that he would turn my Chapter 11 cases over to an associate attorney, William Rubendall, whom I had never seen, and who turned out to be a disaster. He failed to file opposition briefs, and refused to file the briefs to remove the illegally appointed trustee as was agreed before I paid the retainer. He refused to return phone calls. Contrary to my instructions, he notified Judge Jellen that my earlier appeals would be withdrawn. And much more.

I then retained attorney Robert Ayers of Walnut Creek, Cali­fornia, and paid him a retainer. After six weeks of failing to file the required briefs, he then stated he was not my attorney. But he kept the money I gave him. I even had trouble getting my files back.

SEIZING MY ASSETS AND THEN
STRIPPING ME OF LEGAL COUNSEL

After attorney Pegg abandoned me, I asked for a public de­fender to defend me against the false imprisonment. Judge Raul Ramirez appointed Assistant Federal Public Defender Carl Larson, who operated as a puppet for the Department of Justice gang.

Larson refused to perform any of the fundamental legal re­quirements needed to defend me. He refused to file a motion for stay of my imprisonment pending appeal, which is a right under law. Larson refused to file briefs raising the many fun­damental constitutional and statutory defenses that were vio­lated. Larson refused to acknowledge the grotesque violations of law and constitutional safeguards and supported the actions taken against me.

Larson refused to obtain the hearing transcript or the records required to prepare a defense. He refused to file any briefs on my behalf, arguing that he would give a verbal presentation. That was totally unacceptable. Court rules and proper defense tactics require filing a written brief addressing the dozens of statutory and case laws and constitutional protections. A court hearing of this type is limited to a brief verbal argument, and is totally inadequate and not intended to present the dozens of case laws, constitutional protections, and other complex issues. Lar­son was protecting his employer, the Justice Department, and the federal judges.

I discharged Larson, and requested another attorney. At first this request was refused and I had to present briefs in pro se status. Finally, federal judges appointed another attorney, Sacramento sole practitioner Clifford Tedmon. He too dupli­cated the prior counsel's misconduct and again I had no alterna­tive but to discharge him. None of them would file motions for my release or raise any of the glaring violations of law. Federal judges appointed still another attorney, Brian DeAmicis, who repeated the tactics of the prior attorneys, refusing to argue the controlling law, and refusing to prepare adequate defenses. It was hopeless to obtain defenses under this pattern of legal mis­conduct. Finally, I discharged him, and filed my own briefs.

HOW WOULD THEY PROTECT

AGAINST MALPRACTICE?

The conduct of these attorneys was hard-core misconduct and I wondered how they would protect themselves from a malprac­tice action. I learned later that in judicial and Justice De­partment corruption of this magnitude the legal system bands to­gether to protect itself.

I filed complaints with the California State Bar Association concerning Pegg and other attorneys, and they held the conduct to be proper. I filed a complaint with the Nevada State Bar and the Governor of Nevada concerning the misconduct of attorney Joshua Landish, who sabotaged me and caused the loss of my ten-million-dollar estate. They held that the attorney conduct was proper. When I filed malpractice actions in the State of California against the attorneys, the judges unlawfully dismissed the actions. I was totally gridlocked in every state and federal court, reflecting the cohesiveness of the legal fraternity.

Nevada Attorneys stated to me that I probably could never find a Nevada attorney to file a malpractice action against Landish, as the attorneys protect each other. I contacted at least half a dozen California malpractice attorneys concerning the misconduct by California attorneys, and none would take the case. Most had already heard about the judicial involvement and wanted no part of it. The legal fraternity had me gridlocked in the California and federal courts while simultaneously using the courts to destroy me financially and take away my freedom.

Eventually the California and federal judges settled on two quick responses to strip me of all defenses. They placed a frivolous label upon anything I filed, and then called me a vexa­tious litigant for seeking relief. In this way they stripped me of all statutory and constitutional protections and protected the le­gal and judicial fraternities from the consequences of their ac­tions.

[H: In case this is sounding too far-fetched and couldn't be "quite" right, let me assure you that this happens all the time--ALL THE TIME. Ask the Red Beckman's, the Ekkers--anyone that "they" want to "get". This is exactly what they have done with the Ekkers--who simply wanted to save their home and, now, seven years later are still in litiga­tion just for survival. The municipal judge was corrupt and still runs letters in the local paper saying that Ekkers are derelicts, transient rip-off artists and have "used and abused the court system more than any parties he has witnessed in his 32 years of practice." They, the Ekkers, have DONE NOTHING but try desperately TO STAY ALIVE! Every nasty tactic has been pulled from municipal court to Federal court to run them out of legal help by stripping all financial capability, then the municipal judge even ORDERED them to get an attorney and an "appeal" to a higher court panel of JUDGES had to be rendered to simply allow "forgiveness" for "HAVING TO" represent themselves. It is a circus if you don't happen to be the trapped "clown". Once all assets are tied up in court in receivership, bankruptcy, ordered conservators, etc., then you can't get at any assets you might have--Ekkers find it easier to be paupers. Believe me, read­ers, MOST PEOPLE SIMPLY GIVE UP BECAUSE THERE ARE NO ALTERNATIVES!]

POWER OF THE LEGAL AND
JUDICIAL BROTHERHOODS

In With Justice for None (Times Books, Gerry Spence) the author and attorney, Gerry Spence, described the power of the legal and judicial fraternities, and that most judges are the lack­eys of big-money interests. Mr. Spence spent much of his life representing insurance companies and government contractors and, later, protecting the rights of people adversely affected by injustice, such as the case of Karen Silkwood against Kerr-McGee. He also sympathized with me when I sought his help in 1988, but refused to help, even though the actions taken against me represented attacks upon fundamental constitutional rights and revealed a corrupt judiciary.

In A Feast for Lawyers (Evans & Company, by Sol Stein), the author describes the hacks, vultures and scoundrels in the le- gal fraternity, and the judges who feed on the public. He de­scribes the mentality of "we against them," the "we" being the legal fraternity, and "them" being the public.

JUDGES FOR SALE

The practice of buying decisions is firmly embedded in the legal fraternity. A typical example was San Francisco Bay Area attorney Suren Toomajian who spent his vacations in Palm Springs and other places, accompanied by California judges whose expenses he paid. In return, the attorney received favor­able decisions. One of his clients, a lady friend of mine, de­scribed the tactic of cancelling hearing dates until the court clerk assigned the case to a judge which the attorney controlled. Crooked attorneys leave envelopes containing money with par­ticular judges, or the judge's law clerk, in payment for favorable rulings. Often, when the attorney appeared before a judge that he controlled, there would be virtually no arguments raised in support of the decision sought. The decision had been reached in private conversations before the hearing on the matter.

The legal fraternity has no interest in cleaning up the system that benefits attorneys and judges, even though the public is re­peatedly victimized. The charade of standing up when the judge enters the court room, the rhetoric of justice, are deceptions to impress the public.

TIES BETWEEN RELATED LAW FIRMS AND
COVERT GOVERNMENT ACTIVITIES

I discovered that the San Francisco law firm of Friedman, Sloan and Ross, who filed the sham California action against me and whom the California and federal judges protected, was a covert Justice Department and CIA law firm, wielding immense control in the courts. The first indication I had of that relation­ship was when an attorney in Las Vegas told me about it in early 1991 (Jan. 22, 1991). The following year several of my CIA contacts described the clandestine CIA activities in which attor­neys, law firms, trustees, and judges, are paid off.

CIA operative Gunther Russbacher described to me in sworn declarations the role played by law firms and attorneys in covert dealings with the Central Intelligence Agency and the Justice Department. He described how these attorneys do covert legal work for the two government agencies and how they play a key role in the Chapter 11 corruption. Russbacher described nu­merous covert CIA locations at which he saw members of this group, and how they received payoffs.

Russbacher described seeing Las Vegas federal Judge Robert Jones at Atlantic City gambling casinos and the method of pay­ing off the judge (and others). Russbacher described the pres­ence of Chapter 11 trustee Charles Duck at secret Central America CIA meetings and his related law firm of Goldberg, Stinnett and MacDonald. This entire cast of characters were key players in seizing and looting my assets in Chapter 11.

Russbacher described the role one of his companies, National Brokerage Company, played in the money trail to the overseas company that serves as the payoff center for federal judges, trustees and law firms, which is described in more detail else­where. Shamrock Overseas Disbursement Corporation in Dublin, Ireland, receives and disburses funds for these payoffs. The telephone listing is under Shamrock Overseas Courier Ser­vice. The same person who was a CIA asset in the CIA-associ­ated Silverado Bank Savings and Loan is reportedly the Chief Executive Officer of Shamrock, Donald Lutz.

LEGAL FRATERNITY IN
CHAPTER 11 CORRUPTION

The legal fraternity is deeply implicated in the massive Chapter 11 corruption that is inflicting billions of dollars of fraud upon American citizens every year. Attorneys often en­courage their clients to file Chapter 11 to gain a little more time to pay a particular debt that has come due, fraudulently stating that Chapter 11 court will provide the extra time. This is what the law says. But in practice, the fraud starts immediately. The federal judges order a trustee to seize the person's properties, business, and assets. The owner who built up the business and assets is ordered to vacate. The trustee then proceeds to liqui­date the assets at fire-sale prices, incurring huge legal fees and losses that usually destroy the assets. It's all blatantly unlawful, but the entire judicial system, including the Justices of the U.S. Supreme Court, protects the multi-billion-dollar a year racke­teering enterprise. It is all part of the vast secret government looting assets of the American people.

After placing their clients in Chapter 11, the attorneys then request the court to appoint a trustee to take over from the per­son whose competency built up the business. From that point on, fire sale liquidation takes place, and the client usually loses everything. It is a criminal enterprise and one of the best kept secrets in the United States.

LEGAL FRATERNITY IN
SAVINGS AND LOAN DEBACLE

The legal fraternity was heavily implicated in the Savings and Loan debacle. In 1992 numerous law firms were charged by various federal agencies with helping to carry out the looting of the Savings and Loans. The law firms associated with covert CIA activities, however, escaped the financial penalties. De­spite their key role in the hundreds of billions of dollars in fraudulent transactions, I know of no law firm that was crimi­nally prosecuted.

Blasting the role played by attorneys in the fraud involving Lincoln Savings and Loan Association, U.S. District Judge Stanley Sporkin of Washington, D.C., asked: "Where were these professionals? Why didn't any of them speak up?" Sporkin was involved in the 1980 October Surprise scheme, and his judicial appointment was probably his reward by the Reagan-Bush administration for helping to carry it out, and to block any judicial exposure or prosecution activities.

"Thievery by Lawyers Is on the Increase, With Duped Clients Losing Bigger Sums", headlined the Wall Street Journal article (November 26, 1990). Dozens of articles like this appeared in the legal publications throughout the United States, es­pecially in California. The cases (where attorneys receive large sums of money from estate or litigation settlements and then steal the funds intended for their client) are endless. The Daily Journal legal newspaper wrote (January 9, 1992) about the sharp rise in larceny by attorneys against their own clients. Sporkin's role in treasonous and criminal activities makes him the last person to point a finger. But it was good public rela­tions.

ATTORNEY "WATCHDOGS"

Complaining to State Bar Associations about incompetence or outright thievery by attorneys is usually useless. The practice of attorneys stealing money received for their clients is endless, and when this is reported, the bar association often times will refuse to suspend the attorney's license to practice.

LEGAL FRATERNITY IN PROBATE

Even in death, the legal and judicial fraternities continue their sordid conduct. Attorneys have turned the probate field into a system to loot the deceased's assets, depriving widows and or­phans of money they would receive if the corruption did not ex­ist. In many states the probate system is a means of plundering estates, dividing up the loot among attorneys, judges, and their fronts. Local party bosses often select probate judges who will continue the system of looting assets of the deceased.

An article in the Journal of the American Bar Association de­scribed the probate courts as "one of the most viciously corrupt systems ever devised by the inventive minds of the greedy." This is basically true, but the Chapter 11 courts are even worse, and more crooked.

The New York Times reported "the probate procedures in many areas border on the scandalous." A leading professional journal involved in probate reporting, Trusts and Estates, de­scribed the routine nature of probate work as being "cut and dried... most of the work is done by the lawyer's secretary...very little of the lawyer's own time is consumed." But the fees extracted from probate estates often consume most of the assets and, in some cases the charges exceed the assets. Attorney fees are astronomical in relation to the time that the attorney spends on the case. In addition, probates that could be quickly settled are dragged out for months and years longer than necessary to inflate the attorney's already padded charges.

Probate judges and attorneys work hand in hand, cooperating in the looting of assets, often forcing the surviving widow or children to go on welfare while the legal fraternity devours the money intended for the surviving family members.

There are cases where the heirs had to go on welfare, while a million dollars or more of assets were tied up in probate by crooked judges and their attorney cohorts. Even when wills have been made, some judges will find fault with them, declare that the person died intestate, and divide the assets as they see fit, increasing even further the attorney charges and kickbacks to the judge.

Attorney fees come from the assets before the heirs receive their inheritance, even when the attorneys appointed by the judges are unnecessary and their appointment results in the heirs receiving nothing. What a system! There is virtually nothing a victimized heir can do as the system protects its own, regardless of how corrupt the attorneys and judges may be.

Connecticut attorneys conspired with their attorney friends in the legislature to pass a law taxing in inter vivos trusts that were circumventing the probate racket. This law requires a person filing an inheritance tax return due on a probate-exempt trust to pay huge fees to the local probate judge, even though that per­son performed no services in connection with the trust. The legislatures on the state and federal level are controlled by attor­neys, who block almost every effort by the public to protect themselves against these parasites. Like sheep, the public re­mains unresponsive as it is devastated, financially and other­wise.

It has been said that it costs over one hundred times more to probate an estate in the United States than the same size estate in Britain, and takes over ten times longer to do it. [H: Makes nice Nevada Corporations look pretty good, doesn't it? It also points out WHY accountants and lawyers DON'T LIKE NEVADA CORPORATIONS!]

Often times, as in other legal cases, the attorney absconds with all the assets, leaving the surviving widow or orphans pen­niless. Attorneys and judges lust after the assets people accu­mulate in a lifetime of hard work.

The public doesn't understand the gravity of this misconduct. During the 1984 presidential campaign of Vice Presidential can­didate Geraldine A. Ferraro, it was revealed that her attorney husband, John Zaccaro, had taken $175,000 from an elderly woman for whom he had been appointed conservator. As if the money was his own, he used part of it as a deposit to purchase property for a client of his real estate company and part of it to pay tax and mortgage payments for another client. Confirming that no one can lie like an attorney, Zaccaro stated to a New York Times reporter that no one told him that he couldn't use someone else's money for his own use.

If this was a book on probate it could be filled with horror stories of attorneys and judges stealing money from innocent people through probate fraud that they call legal.

TYPICAL LEGAL SABOTAGE

Another example of how an attorney will sabotage his own client occurred during a trial on drug smuggling charges. A federal judge in San Francisco dismissed charges (November 15, 1991) against a person charged with drug smuggling on the basis that the defendant's attorney conspired with attorneys for the Justice Department to get him convicted.

The judge blasted the U.S. Attorney's office for "outrageous misconduct" in encouraging the defendant's attorney to set up his client. "The conduct of the Justice Department in the investigation and prosecution of Steven Marshank was so outra­geous that it shocked the universal sense of justice," said the U.S. District Judge. The written ruling by the judge said that the defendant's attorney, Ronald Minkin of Los Angeles, sup­plied information to Justice Department attorneys about his client and other defendants in order to get them convicted. Through this misconduct the attorney was able to collect thou­sands of dollars in legal fees and stood to gain millions of dol­lars when the prosecutor seized his client's properties under for­feiture laws.

Outrageous as this is, I experienced this attorney misconduct over and over again, and learned of many other cases similar to this. It is a firmly established mindset and accepted code of conduct of this sordid group.

An article in the Wall Street Journal (September 11, 1991) said, "Lawyers Who Tattle On Clients Prompt Concern". The article described the situation in Houston where the attorney be­came a government informant against his own clients. U.S. District Judge Lynn Hughes held, however, that tape recordings made by the attorney of his client can be used in criminal pro­ceedings against the client.

"The notion of attorneys as informants, particularly as infor­mants against their own clients, is an area that we've seen spo­radically over the years," said Neal Sonnett, a Miami criminal-defense lawyer. "We do not condone the government's use of criminal-defense-attorneys as informants against their clients," said a federal appeals court in Atlanta (1987). However, they allowed the indictment against the victimized client to stand.

Assistant U.S. Attorney Turow in Chicago approved the treachery, saying that the intrusion is justified, "It's obviously a treacherous area for the government to work in, but it's an area that sometimes the government has to work in." Attorneys in­volved in the profitable sabotage of their own clients have even agreed to keep Justice Department prosecutors informed of their client's future crimes. In the case against Manuel Noriega, Jus­tice Department prosecutors obtained the help of an attorney who formerly represented Noriega and who turned government informant, a profitable change for the attorney.

Attorneys have even killed their clients. An example: San Jose, California attorney Norman R. Sjonborg was charged by Santa Clara County Superior Court Judge with being "one of the most dangerous sociopaths that I have ever seen," for having killed one of his female clients. Attorneys taking advantage of their female clients, demanding sex, is so rampant it is hardly news any more.

FORCING SEX UPON WOMEN
NEEDING LEGAL HELP

A standard practice of attorneys is forcing female clients to have sex with them in order to be represented. This practice was so outrageous that New York and California passed legisla­tion barring sex between an attorney and client. But whether this will stop the abuses is questionable. The routine violations of the canons of ethics by attorneys, and the State Bar refusal to prosecute for such violations, leave no hope for reform.

SEIZING A CLIENT'S PROPERTIES

One of the scams used by attorneys is to take a deed of trust on a person's home or properties to insure payment of legal fees, followed by outrageously excessive fees resulting in loss of the property to the attorney. New York State passed legislation in 1993 preventing this onerous practice.

THOSE UNABLE TO STOMACH IT

In a full page Newsweek article (Nov. 4, 1991), a former at­torney described why he quit the business of law, repeating what has been written in many other articles. Sam Benson stated in a book he wrote:

"I am astounded that I was able to practice law for more than two years of my life. It was not any single event that pushed me over the edge, It was an uneasiness, and uncomfortableness that was always there for me. I was tired of the deceit. I was tired of the chicanery. But most of all, I was tired of the misery my job caused other people."

THE POWERFUL TRIAL LAWYER LOBBY

The Trial Lawyer Lobby is one of the most powerful lobbies in the United States, consisting of over 60,000 trial lawyers. They exert great influence upon politicians through their political contributions or bribes. This lobby has become the Democratic Party's most important special interest group, sup­posedly more powerful than government unions. Congressmen vote against the wishes of this lobby at risk of being targeted for removal.

Two prominent names on the list of financial recipients of the Trial Lawyers Lobby were Senator Howard Metzenbaum (D-Oh), and Senator Ernest Hollings (D-SC) who received over $400,000 from members of the Trial Lawyers' Lobby (Daily Journal, Sept. 30, 1992). The bundling of contributions from these attorneys and their family members, and the political-ac­tion committee, can buy virtually any Senator's votes. So-called public interest advocate Ralph Nader gets a major share of his contributions from the trial-lawyer groups. Attorneys in the trial lawyer lobby control sufficient Democrats to block any vote in the Senate on changing the liability laws.

Studies have shown that less than 40 cents of every dollar paid to settle litigation goes to the person who suffered the in­jury. The rest goes to the attorneys.

Election of attorney Bill Clinton to the presidency of the United States, with his attorney wife, didn't help the problem, especially with Clinton's role in scandals such as the CIA and DEA drug trafficking into the United States.

PROTECTED BY THE STATE
BAR ASSOCIATIONS

In case after case these corrupt practices continued without any corrective actions after people made complaints to the State Bar Associations. My complaints to the California and Nevada Bar Associations relating to the pattern of attorney misconduct resulted in approval of the misconduct.

Major law schools and universities have a responsibility to act when a pattern of judicial activities destroys the rights and protections under our form of government. They have the legal knowledge and the duty to act, but when hard-core corruption is involved that would bring adverse public reaction upon the group, they aid and abet the activities. These legal institutes of learning knew of the criminal activities implicating federal judges and Justice Department attorneys.

I brought these activities to the attention of Professor Ulysses Crockett of the University of California at Berkeley. Crockett had first telephoned me in 1991 when he heard about my contact with CIA operative Gunther Russbacher, and then seemingly took an interest in what I was doing. When I later confronted Crockett with his responsibility to intervene, especially in the nearby San Francisco federal action against me, he referred me to several law professors in New York and Massachusetts that he stated owed him a favor.

I wrote to these professors and only one responded, express­ing a lack of interest. Crockett has been a prosecutor in the same Alameda County District Attorney's office as Edwin Meese, who was deeply involved in most of the scandals de­scribed in these pages. I wondered if Ulysses was simply trying to find out how much information we had about the scandals in which his fellow attorneys, such as Edwin Meese, were in­volved.

WOLVES IN SHEEP'S CLOTHING

From this sordid group come state and federal judges who try to present to the public a sense of honor, integrity and justice. Many judges require everyone in the court to stand up when they enter the court room, as if they are someone to be revered. Much of the public is taken in by these charades.

There are thousands of examples of the sordid conduct of state and federal judges. On a lighter vein was the conduct by U.S. District Judge Robert H. Schnacke, to whom I sought to report in 1974 the criminality I uncovered in the aviation envi­ronment. Reflecting on Schnacke's personal life, the headline in The National Educator, March 1989, stated: "Kindig fights Pan Am and cathouse judge." The article stated in part:

A judge who has a reputation of siding with the big corporations and who, to say the least, is anything but squeaky clean in his own personal life, having been caught up in a police vice squad raid on a house of prostitution on January 25, 1985. One way or the other, the raid, which took place in San Francisco, did not make the news media until the San Francisco Chronicle finally reported it on March 16th. The federal judge, Robert H. Schnacke, was in the audience of an adult theater on Market Street when the vice squad officers arrested 11 women performers on lewd conduct charges. According to one of the arresting officers, the judge was more than in the audience; he was allegedly "performing" by placing Federal Reserve notes in the private parts [vagina] of the prostitutes.

"MONTHS OF LIES TO THE PRESS"

Famed defense attorney Gerry Spence described during a 90-minute talk to the Montana Trial Lawyers Association (July 22, 1993) his observations of the lying by Justice Department attor­neys in criminal trials. He exhorted the attorneys to challenge federal prosecutors and not accept as true anything that they say.

"These are not the good guys," Spence stated, "these are people who do [lie, fabricate evidence] what they believe is nec­essary to bring about a conviction."

Spence had just finished the trial in which Justice Department attorneys sought to imprison Randy Weaver after they had killed his wife and son as they stormed their humble cabin. Spence stated to the trial lawyers group:

"The siege against Weaver brought in enough [weapons of war] to take over a small country for this little man sitting in this little plywood cabin."

Spence stated that after killing his wife and son, the Justice Department attorneys "charged him with conspiracy, ...and they made the entire family the conspirators. The federal gov­ernment now has the audacity to say that members of a family are members of a conspiracy, little children are members of a conspiracy."

HIGHEST JUDGE IN NEW YORK STATE
SENTENCED TO PRISON

One of the highest-ranking judges in New York State was sentenced to prison on September 9, 1993. Former Chief Judge of New York's Court of Appeals embarked on a two-year pat­tern of sending vulgar, harassing, and threatening letters and phone calls to his former mistress and her daughter. Judge Sol Wachtler, who was married, was upset over the ending of his four-year secret love affair with Manhatten socialite Joy Silver­man. He disguised his voice while making threatening phone calls to his former mistress, threatened to kidnap her fourteen­ year-old daughter, sent obscene letters and pictures to the daughter, and other despicable acts. These were obscene and criminal acts, but the many judges and their co-conspirators that strip innocent people of their life's assets, or their liberties, commit far greater harm.

AMAZING THAT MORE ATTORNEYS AND JUDGES
ARE NOT SHOT BY THEIR VICTIMS

It has always amazed me that more attorneys and judges are not shot by their victims, some of whom have lost through judi­cial and legal corruption their life's assets and now must face their remaining years in abstract poverty, along with their fami­lies. Often, the victims are unaware of the mechanics of how they had been financially destroyed.

The individual attorney or judge who gets shot receives little publicity. But in one case the publicity was nation-wide when a client stormed a San Francisco high-rise office building on July 1, 1993 and shot over a dozen people, eight of whom died.

CREATING A DANGEROUS MINDSET NATIONWIDE

The endemic corruption with the legal and judicial fraterni­ties, the abominable integrity, infects government and non-gov­ernment activities throughout the United States. These two groups are at the center of every corrupt activity within these pages. Their conduct has created a mindset of corruption throughout America, destroying the moral fibre of the United States. And these are the two groups most responsible for up­holding the laws and Constitution of the United States, and es­tablishing a guideline for acceptable conduct.

END QUOTING OF PART 19

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I guess we will all have more appreciation for Gary Wean's There's a Fish in the Courthouse when we get back to more from his book. I also remind you to refer to the PROTOCOLS OF ZION, THE COMMUNIST MANIFESTO and THE NEW WORLD ORDER--AND YOU MAY BE ABLE TO BETTER JUDGE THE STATUS YOU HAVE REACHED IN THE DOWNFALL OF A PLANET. [To refer back to the PROTO­COLS OF ZION refer to our JOURNAL #68, THE COMMUNIST MANIFESTO #68 and THE NEW WORLD ORDER #77, see Back Page for ordering information.]

PJ 93

CHAPTER 8

REC #1 HATONN

FRI., APR. 22, 1994 12:02 P.M. YEAR 7, DAY 249

FRI., APR. 22, 1994

PERSONAL UPDATES

Before we go further I would like to comment on a couple or three of our people for whom you have cared and with whom you have generously shared.

Gunther Russbacher. He is in Austria and receiving medical care. He is also unavailable to civilians. He is, however, being monitored and calls interrupted and screened by Naval Intel­ligence of the U.S. forces. This indicates, since he is after all, an officer in the U.S. Navy, that he is being tended.

Rayelan Russbacher. Her address in California remains the same but it is reported back that her phone has been discon­nected. She was unable to meet last month's rather large bill but that was attended by a private party, so we have no further reports.

Rodney Stich. The "Trust Officers" holding his assets have ar­bitrarily cut off all funds to Rodney. He is in difficult times--but he does receive whatever is brought in through his books. Thank you for supporting him with book purchases.

Ronn Jackson. He sends appreciation for the loving corre­spondence and cards you readers have sent while he has been in­firm. His health is improved. He keeps in close touch with Rick Martin at CONTACT so that we have updates. He believes he can arrange to get his freedom soon in order that he can hit the front-line battle for bringing you readers TRUTH--and--see what he can do to spearhead reclamation or revolvement into Constitutional Law for your nation. He has a healthy attitude about "me" but it will be fine as he will realize--quite shortly--that he knows me quite well.

His "former" employers are THE ones who wield the biggest sticks in the negative march ahead into disaster and away from Constitutional Government. However, they are interesting in that they are mostly just "against" the "other" teams now at bat­tle over who gets to be the number one TOP DOG. I hope you will continue to support and appreciate Ronn because he can do a tremendous and incredible job at making a difference in a lot of structuring of your nation.

Ray Renick. He is still very much incarcerated but it is worse for him now, physically. There is, however, legal help for him and it is hoped for some positive changes soon. He is being medicated into a stupor as it is "claimed" that he is being men­tally evaluated and other snakepit lies. He has created the worst of all sins--he has nailed the JUSTICE system and especially (Justice) William Clark who is a VERY BIG FISH IN THE VERY BIG POND. He is a powerful man and responsible for incredible damage to your nation, illicit trafficking of all sorts of commodities and also is powerful in this new and totally cor­rupted JUDICIAL SYSTEM.
Gary Wean. Well, "they" already have stripped him of every­thing through the injustice system as with all other patriots who have efforted to bring you information. All assets have been confiscated through the system--but he continues to urge us to continue with input into the public domain.

John Doe. This person is not identified otherwise because of the urgently critical nature of his position. We will be hearing a lot more from him with some corrections to other author's work along with insights which have escaped others.

John Coleman. He continues to offer speeches here and there and radio interviews. He sticks mostly to the political matters but I hear he allows as how there is no substantial evidence to indicate there are E.T.s or UFOs. I find that more interesting than you would--since he has worked with me at great length in the past--but I do believe he, at one time, told the world that George Green was Hatonn. I find it amusing for it is that a lot of people get on ego trips and open their mouths and invariably find a foot in it--or a mouthful of very tough "crow". He ex­presses great appreciation to you readers for purchasing his books and we are happy that we can assist for even though his information is a compilation of a lot of others' information--he has done a superb job of making it interesting and packed huge amounts of information within the book covers.

Russell Herman. There will be a letter of appreciation to you readers (See end of chapter.). Russell was, after all, able to be returned to his home. He was not "supposed" to make it through this last bout of "medical treatment"--but never under­estimate the limits of God. These people whom you would identify as being with a "cosmos" something or other, are VALID, with a very valid gold certificate and have asked to be identified in the future as simply CSEML since there are so many "others" who have tried to get the name, the commodity and the corporation.

Michael Coffin Piper (Final Judgment). Well, we have been joined by another author in the person of Mr. Piper who holds the "dubious honor" of having had his books BURNED. Our journals have been banned AND burned in Europe, Canada and the U.S. In fact, it is fully intended by the University of Sci­ence and Philosophy to burn 9 different titles of journals--still incarcerated by the Federal Court. So be it. Mr. Piper, how­ever, made the interesting action of writing another book, Best Witness (Liberty Lobby). But, it is about the ADL and Histori­cal Revisionism, etc. He is wondrously happy if we use it also but my, my, do we have you readers about confused enough? We'll have to see as we are able to present more quantity of material. I do not like to simply summarize these books because it becomes like trying to "summarize" history. There is no way to do so and have historical accuracy in either substance or in­tent.

So, we are going to plug along here the best we can while hop­ing to integrate the pertinent information into topical subjects under discussion.

There is hope that we will soon have some booster help for the paper's financing. We don't hold our breath--but we do pray a lot. We will effort to keep to the major body of writing being left to Dharma's fingers in order to not BURY you readers. However, we hope to move into different sections of interest so that you have more in-depth information and a sharing column about the Gaia "stuff', spelt sharings, "fat burners" and other things which offer a lot of well-being for little effort. You need constant remindings about these items for if you ever err in con­sidering them medicines or medical advisories we would have to remove them from offering. There is one thing I consider WORSE than being entangled in the legal profession in ANY WAY AT ALL--and THAT IS any entanglement with the medi­cal profession. BOTH are branches of the "control" machines, chemical manufacturers and Khazarian money-changes belong­ing to select PRIVATE CLUBS. Neither the Medical Associa­tion or the Bar Association are what you think--they are private clubs who control all of medicine and the entire Judicial System.

NEW BLAST FROM API

There are others that are the focus of your multiple inquiries but we need to move on. Ekkers continue the daily legal battles and now the opposition has released another Associated Press article from Abbott and Luke Perry, et al., so the phones are busy with the nonsense of E.T.s and UFOs who steal your money.

It is sad because the main inquiries are so interesting and im­portant and deal with happenings around this valley. You must understand, readers, that around Edwards, Northrop, China Lake, Palmdale, Lancaster and all over Nevada--the question is not "whether or not there are UFOs" but rather "what is going on with them and you?" There are so many underground bases and facilities as to cause readers to go back and read about them from our prior observations (See 5/11/93 CONTACT & journals #46 & 81.).

The Associate Press article was so obviously a set-up by Green and buddies, however, that we will let them stew in their own juice as it is about the "gold". The article is libelous in itself, totally incorrect in ALL instances and quite silly and totally stupid. And, of course, the effort has been to run it in every lo­cally oriented paper. I believe "they" have gone a step too far this time--because the Associated Press becomes responsible for false, misleading and open lies regarding many parties. We use the terms Luke Perry and Abbott because the article quotes their input. I am beginning to feel a bit sorry for George Green be­cause he uses this stupid and false information to back up his multitudes of mailings. It makes him look not only foolish but incriminates him. We all find it as interesting as probably would you that an Associated Press International article would find interest in a case being moved on calendar from one date to another??? Since, however, the young writer for the A.P. con­tinues to publish these unresearched revelations--it would appear time to confront the gentleman for the A.P. is going to be held responsible. I don't think there is an attorney (incredible as they are) who can much longer afford the lies being distributed inter­nationally on such a regular basis.

I suggest that all of you who want psychic fortune-telling from ancient astronauts, little E.T.s and or information on the UFO "industry"--go to George Green and/or his UFO community buddies because we simply don't play in such silly prattle. Mr. Green took a KNOWN $350,000 in gold coins belonging to an Institute. He not only took it but he carried it into Nevada and BURIED IT IN HIS BACKYARD. He was also working with others who diverted checks to the Constitutional Law Center into a Colorado Bank AFTER stamping the back and endorsing illegally. The Institute and the Constitutional Law Center are involved in suits with these parties--NOT Ekkers. Ekkers are involved because of the assaults ONLY. The books and the gold are associated with these other entities--which Mr. Green CLAIMED to have originated. There are a LOT of dead, stinking fish scattered all about and not just in the COURT­HOUSE. (Mr. Wean, please forgive the pun.)

Then why do I even bring it up here? Because the "release" was sent to every paper, radio and TV station and the calls have flowed in to Ekkers for interviews, etc. It seems someone must have also given out personal phone numbers and told these peo­ple to call...! We thank these ones for doing the favor for it al­lows a lot of setting to straight--FROM proper parties involved--not the Ekkers! Don't you-the-people ever get fed up with the sneaky, deceitful thieves and liars? Your world is crumbling down around your necks and this is the kind of garbage being noted! My own suggestion is to give appreciation for this kind of tactics because at some point even a corrupted, fixed-court system will be too embarrassed to simply rule AGAINST these entities. Ekkers have already lost everything and the other cor­porations in point have no "damages" to pay--so it begins to be shown up for that which it IS and the comedy gets thicker and deeper. It is nice that the enemy continues to shoot off their own toes and fingers and offers up ammunition for use against themselves. IT WILL NOT ALWAYS BE THAT THIS SYSTEM WILL BE ALLOWED TO DESTROY AT RANDOM! One day enough of you will rise up and clean out the treasonists and it will be a far better world which will be allowed to grow within the "laws" as intended. We find it interesting that Mr. Perry is still trying to get his Mother's retirement "trust" funds for himself. HE NOR HIS FAMILY HAVE ANY INVEST­MENT, INVOLVEMENT OR ANYTHING GOING WITH ANY PARTIES NAMED OR INVOLVED! So, you who get the AP releases--I ask that you send copies to the CONTACT. Thank you. We like to ask that both sides of such issues be PUBLISHED.

Now for you patient waiters for the next episode of "Camelot", here we go. I will offer here that there is someone else who is taking the material and will publish the book(s), thus saving Dharma hours and hours of time in efforting to write the script in such a way as to be partially press ready. This way we can simply type it in and not concern with structure. When Ronn is "out" and the material ready, we will see to it that you have ac­cess immediately.

THE DEATH OF CAMELOT, Part 6:
by Ronn Jackson (060220)

QUOTING:

"Is that all of the agreement?"
"No, that is just the beginning. When I appear before the Grand Jury I'm naming names, events, occurrences, dates and I'm producing irrefutable evidence of a conspiracy that started about seventy years ago, in this country, and exists today. This is affecting each and every one of us. By 'us' I mean all peo­ple."

She had stopped writing and was looking at me. It wasn't too difficult to imagine what she was thinking and I said, "No I'm not mad, in the sense of being insane, at least I don't think I am." I quickly added, "I'm doing what I should have done a long time ago. I am going to do it my way, on my terms, on my time, and I am going to carry it through to its conclusion and may the higher authority, if He exists [H: HE DOES!], have mercy on anyone's soul, that gets in my way."

"Why all the secrecy?

"Because I am bringing one of the minor players of part of the conspiracy to the Grand Jury with me."

"Can I ask who?"

"At this time I will only say that he is a leader of another country, who is a 'blow-hard', runs drugs, guns and lays away his own people. He is personally responsible for many, many lives or rather I should say, the taking of those lives, and was part and parcel in the assassination of John F. Kennedy."

"There were rumors."

"But never substantiated," I replied.

"How can you do what you say by yourself?"

"I can't. I have several people who are going to assist me and I will also have the cooperation of the military when it is needed."

"An invasion?"

"No, no, just, shall we say, a little technical support and grunt work."
Sometimes I'm given instructions to do tasks that are not normally within the range and scope of what I have described. As example, I was ordered to Malta and my information folder contained the specifications on a certain catamaran. I was to observe the schedules on the service between Malta and Libya. This catamaran service had been started because of the loss of flights out of Libya. Something to do with the embargo that the United States (I could have said United Nations but the embargo was at the insistence of the U.S.) had put in place.

For a week I played the part of a tourist. I took pictures around the boat as well as from every angle of the unloading zone. I recorded schedules and numbers of arriving passengers and freight both coming in and going out. I wasn't sure what I was supposed to be doing and on the eighth day of my stay there appeared a difference. The vessel was low in the water, some several inches more than it was when it came in loaded. I went back to my hotel and pulled out the drawing of the boat. The scale of my drawing was one inch to a foot and I realized the craft was much larger than I had at first thought in examining the prints. The weight was given and the water-line was shown on the pontoons. Empty the water-line was well below the wa­ter--as it now set. So, some weight had been added someplace and based on the prints it was quite substantial.

I looked at the detail on the pontoons and they were large enough to hold something pretty big. But what? Drugs? Arms? Explosives? It could be any number of items or a combination of many. I wasn't, however, there to guess.

My instructions said nothing of going to Libya. Americans weren't welcome there and I wasn't really comfortable in Malta. There was too much activity around the unloading zone for me to take a swim and the only people I knew were the hotel per­sonnel and a few bartenders and waitresses. They wouldn't know what I needed to know. The number of people boarding the vessel from this side was limited and, in observing the treatment of the passengers, I wasn't too interested in getting in­volved in that.

The schedule I had made showed the unit was to leave the following morning. I intended to do whatever I could and had no idea of what that was supposed to be. It was my guess that something was "inside", those pontoons. I wasn't sure what it was or what I was expected to do about it. I re-read my in­structions and there was nothing about what I was there for.

So, I put on my tourist shirt and sunglasses and hung my camera around my neck. I went back to the loading area....

Through the use of sign language and a lot of pointing I was able to get myself aboard the craft. The unit was constructed so that you could see the tops of the flotation units from the inside and on the dome of them there appeared to be some kind of "doors". I walked-off the distance of the doors and mentally calculated that they were some thirty or so feet. I guessed the other measurement at about three-and-a-half to four feet. No wonder the thing was sitting so deep in the water because if there was one of what-ever would go through the door and fill the area, in each side, there could be several tons of something in the thing.

Back at the hotel again, I made a few figures on paper in preparation for a phone call. I then called and made a report in detail regarding all of my observations. I was told to "relax for a day and call back." His (my employer's) response was at the least, puzzling--but, he was the boss. I thought to myself that the mission must not be as important as I had presumed.

I walked through several stores to fill time and since I had had no need to rent a car, as I had no place to go, I made my way, finally, back to the hotel. I had dinner and met a couple from England. We drank for a while and I decided it was time for me to "call it quits". I was bored and wasn't really inter­ested in going' out anywhere. Therefore I returned to my room and showered. I then turned on the TV and couldn't find a sta­tion which came through in English so went directly to bed.

I had just dozed off when the phone rang. It was my em­ployer. He said my job was done... I asked him exactly what had been my job? He just laughed it off and asked if I was coming back to the States right way? I told him that I planned on stopping off in Madrid and then going to my place in Austria by way of Geneva. He said for me to pick up my package in Switzerland. His parting words were to make sure of the "pontoon" launching for Libya and to have a good time.

In Madrid I hit a few places I knew and ran into an old ac­quaintance of mine. This was a lady from Virginia and she was with the Diplomatic Corps. We went to several more places and sometime about three in the morning I was really beginning to drag. I found that when I was inactive I didn't have the stamina that I always had when I was working. She noticed and invited me to her place. We compromised by stopping at her place and then going on back to mine.

I awakened at four in the afternoon. She was gone. There was a note printed in lipstick on the bathroom mirror. It seemed I would have a couple of hours to get the cobwebs out of my head.

The following day I was on an L-1011. Geneva was clear as we landed. The mountains were covered with snow and I was looking forward to a few days of skiing. The helicopter ride to Innsbruck missed the high overcast and we set down after mak­ing very good time.

After clearing customs I walked to the area for private park­ing. I cleared the snow off my trusty suburban but when I tried to start it, the battery was dead. After an airport security officer gave me a battery jump I drove on into town. My own place was rented-out and I told the agent not to be concerned and that I would just get a room. I was getting two thousand dollars a week from skiers who rented my place. Besides that I just didn't want to cook or make beds.

I love that town and its friendly people. The square, you know, the one that you always see on the travel brochures, was one of the most beautiful sights in Europe. One day I planned to retire and I had decided it would be right there.

My first stop as usual was the "watering hole". I liked this place because no matter what time I went in or no matter how long I had been away a drink would always be waiting for me. It was not that I was so anxious to get a drink it was that the people were like that all the time--totally thoughtful. They knew me by name and they were my friends. The waiter had grown up with the place and the town and there was seemingly no re­quest which was beyond his capabilities to fill. He had reserved a suite for me before I finished my first drink. Since business was a bit slow at the time he walked over and joined me. He knew about just about everything going on around the town and that was a lot. There were some thirty to forty thousand extra people in the town during the ski season.

He pointed to a table by a window where four young men were seated. They were the ones staying at my place. We con­tinued to visit as he had a free minute and joined me for a drink. He told me that he owned the place now and I congratulated him. I asked why, then, was he waiting tables? He said nothing had changed, his wife was the "brains" and he had served too long to change jobs as he liked to stay right near his customers.

He brought me the prior day's Wall Street Journal as he turned to his work of seating two couples that had entered. I had been comfortable until I started reading the paper. On page one was a story about Scud Missiles and the problems the gov­ernment was supposed to be having with other countries getting them. That struck a chord with me. I got up and walked over to the bar and picked up a phone which I took back to the table and plugged it into the jack behind me. I called a contact of mine and asked him to get the dimensions on that particular piece of equipment. I waited for him to get back to me. When he called back he was of course curious. I told him I was pretty sure that I knew where a couple of the Scuds were. He told me to just forget that he had asked anything. He gave me the di­mensions and was off the line--hey, I was just playing a hunch.

I sat for a minute and wondered if I should call my employer and report my suspicions. I decided against it. I remembered the envelope in my pocket that I had picked up in Geneva and had forgotten. I pulled it out to check it over and found the standard amount enclosed within a rubber-band which also had a note tucked inside. I pulled out the note and read it. It said, "They are ours." Now he was into reading my mind. (060220)

END QUOTING OF PART SIX

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REPRINT OF A FAX-LETTER

PRAYER DEFINITELY WORKS

April 21, 1994
Contact Inc.; News
Attention; Rick Martin

Fax Hard Copy; (805) 822-9658

Dear Rick, Commander and all others who participated in prayer for the survival and recovery of Russell Herman.

May God Bless all of you who have consistently kept your prayer rings going for Russell Herman all these many months, your prayers have been answered and Russell Herman; against all odds; will be coming home this next week.

The odds against him coming home were 99 01% as he was too weak to fight the "unauthorized invasive procedures of radiation" and other unauthorized treatments suffered while in the hospital in Missouri, whereupon he contacted pneumonia which greatly complicated the existing health difficulties.

We have been told; "Over 60,000 Prayer Rings across the nation have been ongoing in Russell Herman's behalf." Your prayers have been answered, and GOD BLESS EACH AND EVERY ONE FOR YOUR PRAYERS.

Also; our thanks go to the "Commander" for his assistance in a request to use his powers which he complied with, and it worked. Thank you Commander for your conscientious acts in and on the behalf of Russell Herman.

From the bottom of our hearts; we thank you, and pray that God keeps you well and safe in order the objectives be obtained.

God Bless each and all of you for your prayers for Russell Herman; as the prayers have worked.

Thank you from the bottom of our hearts.
(Signature)
Mr. and Mrs. Russell Herman

[wave]

PJ 93

CHAPTER 9

REC #1 HATONN

MON., APR. 25, 1994 12:02 P.M. YEAR 7, DAY 252

MON., APR. 23, 1994

CURIOSITY IS SOMETIMES VERY DANGEROUS,
LITTLE KITTENS

As you walk through this perception of living--in some seem­ingly limited states of mental direction--you are NOT. These are subjects which are very heavy on the mind of my scribe this day along with other major players in this "play". However, like wine "sold before its time", so too is information before its time a problem and not an asset. It may never be an asset to the population as a whole--only in that you have been deceived and need change for that is what is important to most.

As I have contacted some people within the past few days, Dharma's brain is scattered as she too wants answers. I ask her to back off for the less she KNOWS about many things which will be surfacing--the more secure. We have several jobs to be done and I ask that each of you consider NOT TRYING TO DO ANOTHER' S!

WHAT IS "MONTAUK"?

Montauk is simply a small place on the eastern most tip of Long Island so "down" with your aggressive chatterings. Yes there IS something which became referred to as the Project Montauk. It is simply a reference point.

You ones can get completely buried in the multitudes of hap­penings and "projects" and miss the problems facing you TO­DAY. You will find references to Rainbow, Phoenix, Phoenix II, etc. These are not for doing your computer graphics home­work, readers. We have written about these projects prior to this and they only confirm the Philadelphia Experiment of time-space CONFUSION, warps and actual transposition within and among various perceived aspects of presentation wherein "soul" AND "body" are shifted and become "insane-gathering" mate­rial for lock-away.

I have told you that EVERYTHING is LIGHT. However, I have also told you that EVERYTING is "wave" and "pulse"--expressed in sound, light and frequency.

We can speak of radiosondes, transferrence, visibility vs. stealth and you will simply be totally confused. It is not TIME for these massive and incredible things to be revealed to the "whole" for they would have neither meaning nor allow for peaceful nights of rest and relaxation. The PROPER PARTIES are in the knowing and all I want at this present time of evolving sequence is for those ones to recognize and have confirmation of my presence and TRUTH. I KNOW!

At this point in evolution of social impact--you citizens need to know more about the USS Liberty than the USS ELDRIGE.

"Ah," you will ask, "does this have something to do with Al Bielek?" This will come from you who follow the trail of the seminars and speaking circuits. Most of such persons are only fringe participants in something they did not understand nor shall they EVER UNDERSTAND--only give revelations of what they THINK happened in some of those projects.

I ask you to be more patient than to demand full disclosure for we would not more fully disclose for the masses a thing which can more quickly destroy (or save) your world than any other knowledge present. Suffice it to say that the basis of such tran­sition is in the mind control, change, frequency and sound waves of CONTROL OF SPECIES. Further, these major pro­jects were SO LONG AGO that you must realize the momentum of possibilities in the interim time perception called "years". Dharma, I will not allow this to be clarified in your brain data--so just back off, please, and allow my contacts and confirma­tions to be for the directed energies and not for self--it becomes more and more important that it be handled this way--for as things unfold I shall be communicating directly and continue to maintain your security--what you DON'T KNOW is your safety net. Things will be presented from YOUR SIDE of the curtain as we move along--with safety and security for you participants.

Yes, I agree that what "will be" shared is more entertaining and exciting than that which the authors we offer have shared to date--but you can ruin even a good novel by telling the plot out of context or sequence. You readers remind me of the ones who must read the last chapter, before understanding the first, of any good book. You ALL "think" you want the punch, bottom-line FIRST. But it is like giving the baby calculus before he can perceive numbers. GOD IS SUMMONING HIS PLAYERS--SO DON'T TRY SO HARD TO FIT THE ROLE OF AN­OTHER ACTOR LEST YOU BOTCH THE SCRIPT.

LAWSUITS

We are very happy this morning because the Constitutional Law CentER and the Phoenix Institute for Research & Education have been contacted by a lender willing to loan up to two-and-a­-half million dollars to defend the case against George Green and the University of Science and Philosophy. Will Ekkers with­draw or not? It doesn't matter for Doris and E.J. NEVER HAD AN INTEREST IN THE BOOKS BANNED BY THESE EN­TITIES THROUGH THE FEDERAL COURT! They will probably be enjoined of necessity because of writing and par­ticipation in their conception. At this time Ekkers are in "pro per" because they have no funds available for legal counsel.

The lenders involved believe that recovery can be caused by le­gal considerations as type of documents are involved, content of scientific focus vs. philosophical attitudes, for which we are adamantly opposed as relates to US&P, and of course it appears George Green simply wants cake and eat it also while protecting all sides of his hopeful little pots of gold. It is his problem and not that of our own. The loan will be exclusively for this single suit defense and nothing further--in case the opposition considers this some new found garden of money. This is being offered through one who KNOWS all parties involved, the information limitations of the productions in point (information), the laws involved with newspapers, magazines and periodicals vs. novels and fictional or even non-fictional scenario type of material.

All the confusion and negotiations can continue into infinity with the legal interchanges regarding Ekkers and US&P--however, since they are on food-stamps and have not yet even been cleared for start-up of Social Security (early draw which is very costly) and are having to probably move into personal bankruptcy anyway--we feel that $42 is absurd much less the $42,000 cashier's check for the full amount, now demanded! We are curious as to the status of Mr. Green's settlement with them--for it is highly unlikely that there is over $100,000 in point of legal fees for the US&P at this time. That is, of course, unless there is triple billing which should raise flags at US&P--­to name one other party involved...!

Ekkers are willing and able to give up ALL RIGHTS to all nine volumes in point--but, the facts are that the Institute OWNS those volumes--not Tehachapi Distributing (now defunct) or Rick Martin (he never did) or any other party.

This same lender feels strongly in equal intent about the journals that are now being hostaged by George Green. He does, how­ever, recognize that the volumes themselves are a liability in­stead of asset because they will have to be torn apart for pub­lishing information and now represent only a bunch of old mag­azines having lost all market value as they are now presented. Further, the storage fees now unpaid will eat up any possible savings in reproduction. Why would ANYONE pay twice the price of new expense just to save reprinting when half the cost is involved in simply repressing the pamphlets? The lender be­lieves he can recover the expenses of the loan by collection on the debt notes from Mr. Green to the Institute. Mr. Green says he has ample funds (being a self-publicized millionaire) to keep this "thing" going into infinity--well, so does the new benefactor who is likewise a VERY GOOD BUSINESSMAN and will take nothing less than a "win" in legal recourse.

This same lender further offers a loan to the Constitutional Law Center and attorneys representing Ekkers in the "property" case for damages for the confiscation of their home and property by RTC, Santa Barbara Savings and Loan and specifically the par­ties involved, who in conspiracy with the above, FAILED TO HOLD PUBLIC SALE. I can myself see that the lawyers in­volved are going to finally run the adversary out of funds (as has been the attempt against Ekkers) for such a case as represented by Mr. Steven Horn--who, by the way, seems to lead a shel­tered life and has represented EVERY ONE OF THE OPPOS­ING ENTITIES--IS THAT NOT SOMEHOW LACK OF INTEGRITY?? HOW COULD HE BE THE SANTA BARBARA SAVINGS AND LOAN, HOME FEDERAL MORTGAGE, EVERY INDIVIDUAL INVOLVED IN ALL OTHER COM­PANIES AND REPRESENT THE RTC AT THE SAME TIME--RARELY EVER HAVING THE PROPER PARTIES LISTED ON HIS COURT DOCUMENTS? MUCK AFOOT? YES, INDEED, I DO BELIEVE SO.

When asked how much the lender would be willing to provide--the answer was "as much as it takes" to get the best and WIN! The party in point has reached the point wherein he is fed-up with the Elite's ability to destroy every citizen in its path. Our people are indeed grateful. Is this pie in the sky? No--funding is under way as we write. Can the government block it? They can try but people still have the right to share and invest in this nation and this party believes in the CAUSE in point and is a good enough business man to see the value involved and the re­turn on his INVESTMENT! Blessings rest upon you, sir.

This party is also taking into critical evaluation of legal action involving the Associated Press and writer along with false in­formation printed internationally--via information falsely pro­vided by Mr. Green's boys and Luke Perry, George Abbott and Fort-Schroepfer. Further, he is moving right along with study of the radio-barrage against the Institute, Ekkers, myself, etc., by Gritz, Anderson, Binder and Green! There are now many other "checks" made out to the Constitutional Law Center sent through Mr. Green and ending up ENDORSED by Gary Anderson and We The People Unlimited and deposited in Colorado's Kirk Bank.

A RAINY DAY?

In this place it snowed yesterday and is raining today--but I can guarantee that the sun is shining in the hearts of these bat­tered people. If there are to be settlements--it shall be from the opposing sides or this shall be taken to the highest courts of your land--and now that a lender is involved from abroad--the international courts of law as well (in order to protect his own investment).

By the way, you who believe that the Institute is up for "receivership" as is continually threatened--THE LENDER'S FUNDS WILL BE "STORED", BACKED BY GOLD, FOR USE AS NECESSARY--IN THE INSTITUTE! I BELIEVE THAT WILL RENDER IT FAIRLY ATTACK-PROOF! SO BE IT.

In addition, since ALL funds in the Institute are BORROWED, there are no outstanding liabilities against the holdings for all is debt! Further, when Mr. Green HONORS his debt to the Insti­tute--it will be a good indication that other "debts" can be met to "his own colleagues". IF "Greens'" notes are "NO GOOD" then how can a court decide that any OTHER notes are worthy from the same corporation? If Mr. Green as Director of the In­stitute can pull-down and destroy his own participating com­pany--and get away with it--how can ANY ENTITY BE SAFE ANYWHERE IN THE WORLD?? If a Director and Officer of a corporation can take a half-a-million dollars in gold coinage and bury it in his backyard in another state and then claim "personal gift" when it is amply proven that it was intended FOR THE INSTITUTE USE--and after two years in court, con­tinue the case and plead innocence--what chance does the world have in recovery?? Greens have merged their efforts into working with the adversarial forces against my people--and I find it unacceptable. The latest assaults have annoyed me.... Thank you.

I ask that the legal "thunderbirds" move forward NOW as the loans are finished in the processing, for it is time we turn to "important" work and matters and put this garbage behind us. You can make it a few days longer on bread, water and Kar­gosok tea if necessary. GOD IS IN HIS HEAVEN--AND NOTHING IS RIGHT WITH THE WORLD--SO WHAT ELSE IS NEW? WHEN YOU TURN YOUR HEARTS AND SOULS INTO CREATING THE WAY--IT APPEARS AND OF THIS, I REMIND YOU OF AS MUCH!

Dharma, take this off the computer so that it can be sent over to the appropriate office. Our CONTACT friends may well want to run this in tomorrow's paper. Blessings, scribe--I SHALL pre­vail, grandmother, and "GRANDFATHER" may also begin to smile a bit.... Salu.

PJ 93

CHAPTER 10

REC #2 HATONN

MON., APR. 25, 1994 2:16 P.M. YEAR 7, DAY 252

MON., APR. 23, 1994

BACK TO "CAMELOT"

Well, I bow to Mr. Jackson whose information is demanded so much more than mine as to make me a bit chagrinned at inter­rupting for other discussions. We are most happy that someone else is getting the book into print so that "they" can get all that push and impatience.

Mr. Jackson also has much information which corrects assump­tions and misinformation in writings by others such as Rodney Stich, etc. This is not ANYTHING negative about information in the original books--only that this is what is SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN IN ORDER TO GET FULL TRUTH OF EVENTS TO THE PUBLIC EYE AND MINDS. We will be making sure that all such additions, corrections or observations are shared with you readers AS THEY ARRIVE and in addition will make sure that any writers involved have integrated information, each one with the others. I don't believe any author can possibly imagine the all but impossible task of ferreting out TRUTH in this web of LIES. We are pleased that CONTACT is a part of this journalistic excellence for that is the purpose for which it was birthed. We are in no way in competition with any other paper, author, resource or inside information. We DO hope that other journals, papers and information resources will feel free to both share and USE anything that we print. Much will be de­nied by ones who "claim they "know"--no, you will find as you seek, research and draw together the facts--THAT WE OFFER TRUTH! We will soon, hopefully, be prepared to allow it to grow as large as it needs to be--until you-the-people can reclaim your own presses and controlled media. You-the-people may have to learn to read more quickly!

With this notation behind us let us proceed to offer a segment or two from Death of Camelot to appease your desires and since we have already written today on other matters we will move right into the subject. Dharma claims that any resemblance to the order of the writings as presented by Mr. Jackson and as typed in these segments is purely coincidental and she claims to not wish to take responsibility so when the question is asked un­der oath--"who botched the order of the writings?" she will take the"5th". She already finds that "new arrivals" of input "should have" already been shared. Further, it will be obvious that this very segment will have its discussion in the future to great extent but it is next in the order received in the "box". May the "publisher" have a bit of forgiveness, please. We cer­tainly are not efforting to write the book, only share it in serial­ization of some sort.

THE DEATH OF CAMELOTPart 7:
By Ronn Jackson

THE HOOVER FILES

Little did I realize when I met "Bill Casey" for dinner that evening how significantly my life and that of others would be af­fected. He gave me "The Hoover Files".

The following day when I picked them up I was surprised when I saw them. There were two ordinary looking green, steelcase, four-drawer file cabinets. I'm not sure what I ex­pected to see or find. Maybe I expected something exotic, per­haps something with chains and padlocks all over them--I don't know but perhaps I expected a fire-eating dragon to be separat­ing me and the files. That, however, wouldn't have been any good because I didn't so much as own a sword. I checked them very carefully as I walked around them. I didn't see any wires leading to or from them so I did what comes naturally when you are facing a file cabinet--I opened a drawer. Ah, good, no lightening-bolt came from the heavens so I removed one of the folders. It was an accordion-type folder with several small notes either stapled or attached with a paper clip to the front. Inside were cover pages, memos, reports; all with the heading, "Federal Bureau of Investigation" and bearing the insignia of same. Under it there were copies of charge slips and phone bills; bank statements and photographs; lined paper with notes on them. As I was reading one of the papers I noticed there was something else on those sheets of paper--answers. I carefully put the papers back into the folder and put the folder back into the drawer and closed it. This was not the time, place, or area to be seeing what I was reading on those documents.

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I pulled the roll up door down and replaced the combination lock. I then walked up to the rental office and asked the manager how long the place would be open. Finding it would be open until five allowed me some seven hours to do something. I walked back to the car while my mind was racing a mile a minute. I wouldn't feel comfortable staying in the area and I wondered what I would do with what I guessed to be about a half to three quarters of a ton of paper. I had a place in mind in a Washington D.C. suburb that I might be able to utilize. I figured I could work out something as I headed the car in the di­rection of McLean.

By the time I arrived at my place I had made a decision to take the files to a place of mine in Colorado Springs. It was out of the way and no one knew about it. Maybe I could get in a little skiing in the process. But the problem reared up at me--how to get them there. Well, twenty-four hours and six thou­sand dollars later, both cabinets were standing in my family room. I was building a fire in the fireplace.

Over the next several months and in between projects I cata­logued the entire contents of both cabinets. As I finished each letter of the alphabet I recorded the data on my computer and sent the actual files off to a safe-place. I made five copies of each disk and sent them off also, for future back-up and safe keeping.

I made the following observations about Mr. Hoover while recording the data and are mine alone. In the future, when I make available the records, others may well disagree with my notes and comments, however, I know what I read and stand behind it.

When Mr. Hoover made entries to what I refer to as his "cover sheet(s)", it was as though he was conversing with the sheet of paper in use. Following each entry there would be a comment which usually would show the conclusion he reached. If there was no conclusion he would appear to be angry. There were several statements entered about the subject until that par­ticular subject was brought to a level of conclusion that satisfied him. On some of the papers in point there was sometimes evi­dence that he didn't like what he was writing on the papers and there might well be a hole in the paper as though he had stabbed it with his pen.

One of the most obvious traits which really stood out on pa­per was his dislike for women. He referred to all of them as "bitches". I do not recall him making even one flattering state­ment about any woman and, as I mentioned, there are over twenty-three hundred separate files and among those are some four hundred female entries.

Next on his "dislike list" were Blacks, followed by Jews, Politicians and people with money. If there were any combina­tions of the above the file would be much larger.

On many of the notes or reports he received he would make comments. It was easy to see that he didn't trust all of his own people. If the report didn't say what he thought it should reflect he would order someone else onto that particular subject. Many gossip columns were in the files and he actually ordered a cou­ple of offices broken into by his agents in an attempt to locate other sources.

This man was so powerful that he frightened most people and was able to blackmail just about everyone--including two former presidents.

I have not seen Mr. Hoover's death certificate but I do know that his vascular system at the time of his death contained more antibiotics than blood. He died as a result of syphilis AND by being one of the meanest and most cruel S.O.B.s that ever walked on the earth (060220-728943)

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Because of the logistics involved I can only give an excerpt per month. The first will be on Mr. Hoover's favorite subject: John Fitzgerald Kennedy.

Subjects which will be excerpted will include, probably in book five:

Excerpts from Index:

A:
Acheson, Dean
Adenauer, Konrad
Alphand, Herve
Alphand, Nicole
Alsop, Joseph
Auchincloss, Hugh D.
Auchincloss, Janet L.

B:
Baldrige, Letitia
Ball, George
Bartleit, Charles
Berlin, David W.
Bernstein, Leonard
Bissell, Richard
Boggs, Hale
Bouvier, John V., III
Braden, John
Bradlee, Benjamin
Bundy, McGeorge

C:
Castro, Fidel
Churchill, Winston
Clifford, Clark
Constidine, Bob
Cronkite, Walter
Cushing, Richard

D:
De Gaulle, Charles
Dickerson, Nancy
Dillon, Douglas
Douglas, William
Downey, Morton
Dulles, Allen
Dutton, Fred

E:
Eisenhower, Dwight
Evers, Medgar
F:
Fitzgerald, John F.
Forteas, Abe
Fuibright, J. William

G:
Galbraith, John Kenneth
Gavin, James
Giancana, Sam
Gilpatric, Roswell
Goldberg, Arthur
Goldwater, Barry
Gore, Thomas
Graham, Billy
Guevara, Che

H:
Haddad, Bill
Harriman, W. Averell
Hearst, William R.
Hoffa, Jimmy
Hull, Cordell
Humphrey, Hubert

I-J:
Johnson, Lady Bird
Johnson, Lyndon B.

K:
Katzenbach, Nicholas
Kefauver, Estes
Kennedy, Edward
Kennedy, Ethel
Kennedy, Eunice
Kennedy, Jaqueline B.
Kennedy, John
Kennedy, Joseph P.
Kennedy, Robert
Kennedy, Rose
Krushchev, Nikita
King, Martin L. Jr.
Kissinger, Henry
Krock, Arthur

L:
Landis, James
Lawford, Peter & Patricia
Lemay, Curtis
Lincoln, Evelyn
Lippman, Walter
Lodge, Henry C.
Luce, Claire B.
Luce, Henry

M:
MacArthur, Douglas A.
McCarthy, Eugene
McNamara, Robert
Marshall, George
Meany, George
Meredith, James
Minow, Newton
Moyers, Bill
Murrow, Edward R.

N:
Nixon, Richard M.

O:
O'Brian, Larry

P:
Powers, Dave

R:
Reagan, Ronald
Reston, James
Rockefeller, Nelson
Roosevelt, Franklin
Rusk, Dean

S:
Salinger, Pierre
Sevreid, Eric
Sorenson, Theodore
Stevenson, Adlai
Symington, Stuart

[H: Keep in mind here that there are some 2,309 numbered files so these above listed parties are a very short listing of some pertinent ones which Mr. Jackson plans to expand on later. I would note that some are surely missing from this personal list--as we all know, for instance, what a fear and hatred Hoover had for one Eustace Mullins. The amusing thing is that Eustace had no idea he even HAD a "file" in FBI. It must be somewhat like Dharma who says, "Why in the world would anyone have a file on me?" The things that "miss" happening are stories in themselves as we effort to simply keep you workers ALIVE. I think it is the pure innocence of the questions which are endearing to me.
I am sure that we are going to find these openings of truth and information quite interesting.]

PART 8:

I gave her an overall view of my plan and answered her questions as we moved along. Several of my men came in and I introduced them to her. I gave her some background informa­tion regarding them each and stated why they were chosen to as­sist me. She was leaving shortly to return in a couple of days. I explained that the work is begun in earnest--starting NOW. I explained to her that once she heard what I had to say we were going full blast ahead. If all conditions were accepted she was about to become a part of history.

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AUTHOR'S NOTE:

In the coming issues you will see references in "Book One" to "Hoover's" files. I am going to be more specific now so that there will be no confusion and/or misunderstandings as we move along. The "Hoover" that I refer to is "J. Edgar Hoover", for­mer and now deceased Director of The Federal Bureau of In­vestigation. Yes, the same one that you and I know as a part of this country and is and was supposed to "be on our side". There has been speculation as to the existence of these files and this is to inform you that all twenty three hundred of them that reamin are secure and in my control. What prompted me to make this known and to do so in this manner is that the current Director "William Sessions" is under investigation at this very time for "improprieties" and that Agency is again seeking anonymity. If you don't make it clear to your elected officials that you don't wish an Agency of our Government not to be accountable to the electorate, the next time around will be totally disastrous.

REMEMBER: A self-governing and self-policing organization is self-serving and is always "right". A good example, now, is Internal Affairs. George Orwell was a BRILLIANT MAN!

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I was sitting in one of my favorite places, the "Iron Gate" in Belmont, California. The three brothers who owned the place made the best Steak Diane anywhere. The meat was cooked rare and they took an interest in YOU. They always remem­bered your name and made you feel that your business was re­ally appreciated. One of the brothers cooked at your table and it was a production that "made" your meal. What more could you ask for?

I had finished my dinner and was relaxing with a cup of cof­fee with a bit of "Baileys" in it. This place added a bit of an extra touch by putting a bit of Kahlua in the coffee also and after I first tried it I stopped having deserts in that place. I didn't pay much attention to the calorie "stuff" as I seemed to get plenty of exercise and there were many times when I went days without eating. I always had far too many other things on my agenda to waste attention on calories.

I had completed a sanction in San Francisco. Normally I'm on my way out of the area immediately but this time when I "called in" I was told to stay in the vicinity. My people always played it close to the vest so I would wait.

The lounge wasn't crowded and I was sitting in a corner booth. The atmosphere was quiet and peaceful and I had seen a sign behind the bar stating that a piano player would start at eight. I checked my watch and it was now seven-thirty so there was half-an-hour to wait. It was apparent the piano player was a lady as I overheard a couple seated close by talking about her. It seemed they lived in the area and it sounded as if they knew what was going on. I was looking forward to a pleasant evening.

I was staying in a motel down the street and had walked to the restaurant. I don't have that many evenings in the Bay area that are free as was that one. I take advantage of such times when there is an opportunity to do so. I wanted some quiet time and I needed it every so often.

I note here that everything doesn't always work out the way you plan. The entertainer appeared and she was attractive. She also had a beautiful voice. She played many of my "old" fa­vorites and when she sang a song "Wind Beneath my Wings" I thought it was about the nicest arrangement of the song that I had heard.

I watched her and noted that she was looking my way so I decided to give her an even closer look. I moved to one of the lounge chairs next to the piano. I put a couple of singles in her glass and she asked if there was something I would like to hear? I wanted to say quite a few things but asked her to just continue what she was doing. The next thing I realized was that it was closing time. It seems that it is really so, time really moves when you're enjoying yourself.

When the place closed she joined me and we found an after-hours place in East Palo Alto. She knew the Group there and we ended up staying until about six in the morning. I was a bit surprised at the place itself as it was in a predominantly Black area but had mostly white people as patrons. I noted the Police Chief of San Mateo was present so that told me something....

When we left that place I asked the Lady "where to?" She took my arm and said that she was with me.

She lived in San Carlos and it was about four in the afternoon when I finally dropped her off. I also told her that I would be seeing her later.

I made a call to my employer at the appointed time and, as I figured, I was told to remain in the Bay area for a few additional days. It seems that a free-lancer in my profession had not ful­filled an obligation. He was black and on drugs and, though he didn't work for the same people I did, someone had sought my people's assistance. My remuneration was doubled. That meant problems for not only did I have to take care of him but I had to also do away with an assistant. I wasn't sure what that meant other than problems. The paperwork would be coming in the next day.

I was back at the same nightclub around eight. I hadn't eaten and didn't know what I wanted as nothing sounded good. I snacked on chips at the bar and the "singer" suggested that I ask one of the owners to fix something special. I did and it was a nice salad. It tasted good but probably the company had a lot to do with it.

The lady played until closing and I then suggested we go out somewhere and eat. Since the only things open were hotel restaurants or fast food places we walked into the first place we found open. I had had enough to drink....

We talked for quite a while and I found out that she was from Missouri, was my age and divorced with no kids and the other "usual" stuff. She said that when she came west it was her idea to just "get here" and the rest would take care of itself. Things don't often work out the way we want them to she admitted. The rest was the same old story. She made a living and had forgotten about being "discovered". She had bought a new car and had started saving for a place of her own. I wondered how many stories were like hers.

We went back to the hotel. I had a phone message that spooked me a bit as no one knew where I was staying. I called the number and found it was from the "Iron Gate". It seems I had left my credit card and they remembered I had mentioned where I was staying. I was relieved.

The information package came in the following day on schedule, airport to airport. I was at San Francisco International to pick it up by ten, then returned to the hotel and carefully studied the package. The person in point was a bad character for sure. Since he was on drugs, however, that made him un­predictable and very dangerous. I could see why the double money allowance. His assistant was his girl friend and she was known to be on drugs as well. Two squirrels, I thought. His last known address was in East Palo Alto very near where we had been--not the best of areas.

The Man's job had been royally screwed up and the police were onto him. I had been cautioned on may occasions that when I come into contact with any law enforcement agency I was to abandon the project and take leave of the area. The rea­soning was that there would be other times and other areas. It had never happened to me on a job and for me to be instructed to be this close there was far more involved than I was made aware. I started to make a call and find out the details a bit better. I needed to know more. I figured, however, that my employer's position was about the same and that there weren't any more details with them than they had given to me. I thought probably the extra fee was coming from the other end. I wasn't into outright questioning my instructions, and had to be honest with myself about that point. My employer's judgment is usu­ally right and, even though I didn't always totally follow them exactly, I always stayed close enough to where nothing would come back on anyone.

I called one of my contacts for I was sure I could get more reliable information from across the country than I was going to get locally. I began with, "How do I get in contact with this guy?" The "receiver" was away from the line for several min­utes. When he returned he gave me the man's phone number which was not a part of my information packet. The "man" was a former Green Beret with a lot of promise at one time, in the service, and then he killed a guy. He was thrown out of the service and had free-lanced while building a reputation. When he hit the drugs it was down hill all the way.

I was told of his duties while in the service and I wasn't go­ing to underestimate this guy in any way. He was a bad dude and he still might be.

I called the number and there was no answer. I called to make sure the phone and number were in service. It was. I had the addresses of a couple of places that the man frequented. I thought that I might as well get on with my work; it seemed nothing was ever easy any more.

The first address ended up to be a real dive. There were several people having "Port" for breakfast and they didn't care for my color either. The second place as a little better but my being white wasn't really popular. I checked out several places in the general neighborhood and the only thing that I accom­plished was getting tobacco juice on my shoes.

I also had an address for a pool hall and went there. One couple was playing and nothing else was going on. I had a list of the man's creditors and I stopped by a finance company where they too were looking for him. His car was financed by Bank of America and there was a "pick-up" sheet out on him. I couldn't get any more information out of them. He was known to frequent a couple of card rooms in Palo Alto so I drove back down the peninsula and that also turned out to be just a wasted trip.

I had in my file the name of a drug dealer that was known to cooperate--for a price. I returned to the motel and tried to call him--no luck. I called another contact in the state and had him run a "DMV". There was nothing there. There was nothing at the Credit Bureau. I figured I would have to start all over from the beginning the next day. I headed back to the "Iron Gate".

The piano player was off and I realized I was a bit disap­pointed. I had a drink and decided to give her a call. She an­swered the phone and invited me over to her place. I offered food and liquor and she said to bring both. I love the inhibited women--well, I love them all....

The next day was a duplication of the first--nothing. The following three days were the same, nothing. I was beginning to believe these people were out of town. I had driven by the man's place several times and saw nothing had changed. I had made another loop around his neighborhood and was headed out of the area back towards my motel when I saw his assistant. I made a U-turn and followed her. She went into the house and came out with some clothes. I thought, "thanks lady".

I followed her to San Mateo. She stopped at the jail. In about half an hour they both came out. The guy had been in jail. That was strange for my employers should have known that. Maybe they hadn't run a "scope" on him. He could have been using an alias and a scope would not have turned up cor­rect information. At any rate I followed them back again to East Palo Alto. She remained in the car as he ran inside. A few minutes later he came out carrying something. I was parked too far distant to see exactly what it was. I followed them as they headed toward the Bayshore Freeway.

She next pulled into a gas station. I waited on the street until they pulled out. I then pulled into the station and went inside--with a "twenty". I was able to find out that they were heading towards Los Angeles and San Diego, as well, had also been mentioned. I guessed it was actually going to be Mexico as the destination. I was sure he was planning to skip.

I made some calls and returns came back shortly. There were a couple of cousins in Los Angeles, his drug connection, or the person thought to be his supplier, lived in Chula Vista, right next door to Taco Land. The supplier had a home in "Puerto Viarta". I was sure that I had him nailed.

I was going to pass L.A. I didn't like the town. After all, I rationalized, he was heading for south of the border and he would eventually get there.

For the remainder of that afternoon I did my homework. I had the supplier's home address and the directions to reach his place in Mexico. There was a private landing strip near his home and was forty-four hundred feet of paved convenience. Good old drug money! I made arrangements for a charter plane for two days later. By the time these folks finished fooling around I would probably be there well before they would arrive.

I showered and dressed after deciding on a tie. I noted it had been a while since I wore one but thought I might as well do it right--for one last fling in the area.

In two days my plane took off from San Carlos at five A.M. I was going straight to Mexico.

The pacific was calm and we had a slight tail-wind. We landed in a little over three hours of travel time. The strip was in good shape. All in all it was a good flight.

The strip was owned by a group of people and in a small building at the end of the strip there were some keys hanging on the all. They were for the car outside and the sign said to give the keys to any bellman at any resort with a five dollar bill and the car would be returned to the strip. This was a good idea and it beat heck out of walking.

About twenty minutes later I was checked in for a room. It was good to see the American influence with the paved roads and such. The area was clean and for "Baja California" that was saying quite a lot. MOST of the areas I had been in in Baja looked like Tijuana.

I rented a car from a person in a booth in the resort lobby and after obtaining directions set out to locate the dealer's home. It wasn't difficult and was only about ten minutes or less from my location. Now the waiting started.

I left the car and walked to the beach which was about a block away. It wasn't full of people and most there were Americans. At least they spoke English. The shops for the most part were owned by the resorts and took U.S. currency. The temperature was somewhere in the nineties and the humid­ity was low. I could really get used to this place, I thought.

I stopped at a small sidewalk cafe and ordered a Scotch and water. Yes, I made sure he used bottled water. I was going over in my mind, the house I had driven by. It was California style, a one story ranch. The grounds were well groomed and I had to consider the possibility of live-in help. The grounds were open and I doubted there were any pets. Because of the climate being semi-tropical I assumed it was well insulated for air-con­ditioning purposes so "sound" within the house, when closed-up, would be limited. I knew it would be better for me to check it out prior to company arriving for tonight, I knew, would be THE night.

I walked around the area for a couple of hours and talked with some nice people from Minnesota. I met another couple from Long Island and we had a drink together. The bartender was from Denver and I asked him how he came to be "here". He said, "In a beat-up truck with a lawyer on my tail trying to serve divorce papers. The truck made it all the way on five cylinders."

Back at the resort I picked up an L.A. Times and went into the lounge. I hadn't read a newspaper in several days and won­dered what the other half was doing. Nothing had changed, rapes, murders and political embarrassments was all there was. I wasn't greatly into sports and my own interest was only the scores. The Financial page had the usual merger talks and take­over plans. Dow Jones had just hit fifteen hundred. I didn't see how it could go any higher--but what did I know?! I put the pa­per on the bar and the bartender placed it on a stack of others. He told me the management recycled them and he didn't mean paper drives--what a cheap bunch of jerks! I asked him if the liquor was recycled and he said, "Not the first two or three." That management needed a swift kick or two.

I went back to my room and watched the end of a movie and was into a second when I drifted off to sleep. I awoke about eight, showered and put on my working clothes. I opened the drapes, the sun had set. It was time for me to have a sandwich and I noted that it should be dark by the time I finished.

I had one terrible cheeseburger, limp fries and I immediately put this place on my list for "not to return to..." It was nine when I finished and the shift was changing. I saw one of the waitresses and thought that my just-prior-decision might have been a bit hasty.

I went outside and looked toward the direction I planned on taking. The hills were now black. I started walking in that di­rection. It took me about thirty minutes and when I got there there was no one at home. I found a window at the side of the house that wasn't secure and was inside with very little effort. The place had a musty odor and that was good news. I had seen no lights in any direction when I checked before entering so I wasn't concerned about the pen-light I carried. The furniture was of good quality and the house was about twice the size I originally had estimated. Most of it had that new smell and none of it showed any wear, the furniture or the house.

In the main bedroom I found a safe in the floor of the closet. It wasn't locked and didn't look like it had ever been used. The small room held a few casual clothes and few men's items like belts and ties.

No supplies had been laid-in. The refrigerator was at the lowest setting. In the garage an older Chevy wagon and a few tools were all that were around. The place hadn't been used much.

Everything was as it was. I closed the window and let my eyes adjust to the darkness. I saw no traffic in the distance so I started jogging back to the resort.

I was sweaty when I arrived in the room as and I walked in the first thing that I noticed was the phone book. I had pur­posely opened it and laid part of it across the phone. It was closed! I went down to the lobby and asked to see the manager. When he came to the desk I asked to speak to him in private. He motioned me to follow him and as we passed through his of­fice door I closed it. I followed him to his desk and as he started to turn I took his right arm and twisted it around and up, putting him in a hammer-lock. He didn't struggle too much as I had his arm to the point of, breaking. I told him the next time someone came into my room without my express invitation and authorization I would come back and finish what I had just started. I took a step back and booted him where he sits. He went flying across his chair and went face first into the wall.

For the next few days that I was a guest, my service im­proved. What really had me upset was this placed was owned by Americans and was run by them. I had in mind to teach them what made their business prosper but I had an idea that they would find out soon enough.

I hated waiting but that was part of what I did. I accepted it as a responsibility and I must admit that I found myself in many pleasurable circumstances as a result of it. It was those times when I was Idle to which I am referring.

I found myself back at the small sidewalk cafe. There was a slight breeze and the tables had umbrellas over them. I took my drink and sat down. I leaned back in the chair and the breeze felt good. I relaxed and soon was actually dozing. I hadn't touched my drink. I'm not sure but that I was in a semi-co­matose state but something caught my attention. I opened one eye and two members of the opposite sex were standing looking at me and whispering about something or other. I spoke to them and invited them to join me if they didn't talk too loud. That broke the ice and they accepted. (060220) [This chapter will be completed in the next writing.]

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And we, too, shall finish it in the next writing....

Salu.