Stories of people who sell out their own are very ugly as are the mindsets that come with them. The murderers are fishing for chapters. As everyone who knows me is aware, I have wasted my life answering the disturbing and criminal narrative the attackers scrawled over my face and name. I thought, in this writing, I would do something a little different, since no one ever really hears from me, only from them. I thought I would explain a little about my side of the situation. This isn’t the same as citing facts and details that repulse their gang slashing of innocent bystanders and hostages. It’s clear what they mean by it, that the spirit of Lennon is an immature virulent who they exist only to serve. People who claim that I turned on them will cough up the stupid truth that I was enthralled with King Crimson, a corner of mind for neurological survival I was driven into by their agency. Now I hate them for good reason, but that was a difficult journey. I sympathize then. One cannot and should not speak of The Beatles without the topic being brainwashing. Many people find the resonators of British social control closer to their souls by implantation than their own faculties, which of course explains why it was so easy for them to find Isis warriors. The truth about them is rejected. From there, all follows according to plan.
To understand the miracle of the belligerence that Ringo Starr, not really a has-been, understood as the author of many terrorism attacks, has mongered and the faith the stupids in Seattle put in him, you have to see what they did to me as a crime. That’s impossible for most people. If a crime that serious cannot be seen for a crime, then by process of clemency after clemency crime after crime are not seen for being crime. In the end, crime itself, when committed by them, becomes legal. The Warhol Foundation, operating in Pittsburgh, authored letters claiming Lennon was killed and that I am to blame. From there Yoko Ono, who was already trafficking me as a hostage child, through a brutal gang who tortured and disabled me in slaughtering kidnapping incidents in childhood, only had to hire a few professionals to say they hated me for blame in the loss of a powerful songwriter and that I am a dead man to kill in any way the widow feels is befitting. Police don’t care because they need a scapegoat, too.
The most important trick was played by Zappa. He published a record hissing that the CIA created AIDS. This was shunned by AIDS victims who acknowledged only that it cornered the market on this acid theory of AIDS. The very appearance of the term AIDS in an essay ends readership. The deal is settled as far as American social history is concerned. Warhol and Zappa had secured the right to speak for AIDS victims and their medium is John Lennon’s spirit. They found the script, they allege, and are using it for production value rather than let it be taken for a siphon by an unworthy individual the British profiled and have subjected to piecemeal execution. That I have my own work doesn’t matter they incite their pirates to steal it, like they have stolen everything about me.
The attackers are evidence shy. Truth and storyline, when put at odds, are answered with murder. A good example is what happened when a Chinatown doctor Chin stated that the evidence on my eyes showed I was beaten hideously as a child. This dead, investigative volunteer, also of the Chin family, was shot dead in what looked like a reprisal from Pittsburgh to punish attempts to alter the storyline. What did Chinatown and UW Sociology do? They told me they “used part of my letter” about the situation. To do what? To kill Saoirse Kennedy. What did that prove? It proved for them, loyalists to Yoko Ono as an Asian-obsessive political faction that the storyline must go on. The illogic was already there. I was never aware of any sort of material evidence related to Lennon in my basement. The police put the evidence there for Yoko Ono so she could act out this obscene series of hate crimes with total impunity. Interestingly, these cops are also cop killers and under the flag of John Lennon they want to announce an end to police work as an ideological call to arms that will allow attackers to show they have the best way to solve the problem. What problem? The problem of Seattle adopting the very people who attacked them in the first place. How do they plan to solve it? By the happy ending of total surrender to the villains in commonsense subordination.
It will be difficult for history to believe this, but cowardly, virulent ego-devoured politicians in Seattle actually decided that it would be better to work with those behind the AIDS attack than tell the truth about what happened to me. That, therefore, is the function of the storyline and the reason for the murders. Anytime I try to report a crime, they murder another bystander. Alina Sheykhet is a good example. So is Shannon Harps. So is Iowa Molly. So is the gay massacre in Miami. So is the Vegas shooting. All of those incidents were hotwired by the attackers into the metanarrative being mongered by Ono. The fires in Australia were conveyed to me to be the same gang that was behind the Miami shooting AVENGING the Miami shooting. How does that work? How does anything in this work? The same way killing Saoirse is avenging Donnie Chin. The same way Jeannie was raped because Leslie was still a virgin. The same way I was tortured because John Lennon stopped writing songs. The same way that 911, infamously and publically taken credit for by Peter Gabriel, Diamonda Galas, and Cliff Robertson, was said to be revenge for AIDS, even though the evidence from Mt. Desert Island shows clearly that Zappa was lying, that Zell was putting together the AIDS testing program years before AIDS materialized. Therefore Seattle is good with supporting those who started AIDS because those monsters lit horrific fires in Australia to make the Gays feel better about the Miami massacre which they also committed. It is a truly miraculous belligerenti, a form of Bizarro corrections.
So, then, how did this unfold? Seattle doesn’t make a point of contributing meaningfully to the metanarrative on which they feed. Warhol didn’t really weaponize AIDS. They weaponized the AIDS victims. It was a primary function of the subculture created by the subtext of acid rock in preparation for a deep culture climate to unleash in the name of defusing the attack by cerebral intimacies. It’s hard to understand in totality why they would do it, but in terms of petty gestures it makes more sense. A good example are the Proctor Brothers back in Pittsburgh, who got uploaded into collegiate education despite their loud hostility for white people. The hostility was put to good effect. This is easily proved, too. Why for example when it was reported that a virtual member of the KKK, Mr. Douglas, had told me in open and loud-mouthed hostility for my editorial during the divestment campaign that “if you try to help black people they will only turn on you,” a comment that is uncontested because his son admitted hearing it:
Did no one object to a vicious mis-spell in the published article that caustically alluded it to Mt. Desert Island?
Did no one investigate that the son of this man was intimately tied to a dangerous criminal from WQED, Matt Marcus, where Proctor worked?
Did no one investigate that David Douglas was also intimately involved in the Indian social community who manufactured the excuse UW Sociology uses to this day for their Asiatic reign of terror by the ego politics of Black Panther dominion over the Green Party?
The reason why this went un-noticed isn’t that they donohue did it, but because it clearly shows that members of the Black V.A., Postal Union, Green Party and NAACP were involved in the AIDS attack and in fact used it as a chance to create black market pornography while involving themselves in symbolic mayhem.
You would think all this would be reason enough to arrest King Crimson for violation of my Civil Rights, since they incited and empowered Proctor as favor to put down my attempts to get help, but far from it, it does not even lead to them being questioned. Proctor and King Crimson have an ace in the hole: George Takai, a friend of Nancy Reagan from Star Trek. Reagan is the leader in this, they announce for Ringo Starr through Proctor’s city starlet Ming Na Wen. One of the reasons this worked so well for Robert Fripp’s King Crimson Band is that they are high on the totem while beneath the radar in Antonio Gramsci’s war for position, which rules the roost at UW Sociology.. That wasn’t so for me. My father may be argued to have earned his role as Chair for Philosophy of Education at Pitt but he also role-played himself into the devil. I was an abandoned child. To allow his son to be mutilated under the text of his humanism takes work to accept, but for the NAACP it was just one white boy out of the way. Keeping it that way meant much more to Obama than the truth about the attack.