Upcoming Book Contest & Other Issues from the Flesh

I haven’t worked out all of the particulars yet, but I’ve set aside a few copies of the book for later. As you might have expected, I’m not making the parameters effortless, or easy once I announce the contest. There will be a few hoops, but the winners will receive a free signed (as opposed to singed, what some of Palfrey’s former clients probably want) copy of the book, and my blessing, the latter of which means absolutely nothing whatsoever. Anyone capable of proving the DC Madam doesn’t need anything from me, not that I think that’s ever going to happen, like Jesus returning, nutty, crazy primitive-minded shit like that.

We’re only in the first week of the release of the book and I’ve already brushed up against more high weirdness. This brings me to other matters…

As a result of these little elves, pixies, and gremlins flitting about me yob, I’m going to make things crystal clear: I will not continue to live this nuttiness surrounding the Palfrey case and narrative. I am turning my back on it with the completion of this text. I will be more than happy to answer any serious questions. However, I don’t want to hear your gossiping about people who were part of or related to the case itself. Any logical corrections that can be proven/corroborated (your job, not mine) will be appreciated and noted. I don’t give a shit anymore about the story and owe nobody nothing regarding the DC Madam. That responsibility was discharged writing the book.

My role in this is over, done, unless there’s some burning reason otherwise. If you have questions, ask the book first, consult it. This isn’t to slam anyone with good intentions. I will discuss the case and am open to interviews. However, I’m not tolerating any bullshit, and it’s literally no effort for me to ignore you, the easiest thing in the world in fact. This isn’t my usual jokiness, it’s dead serious. If you don’t get it, I don’t care, but you’re going to be humiliated twice, first by yourself, then by me, and I will air it publicly naming names.

Anyone I’ve communicated with recently has nothing to worry about.

The book is the best bargain the American public is likely to have for some time. You’re most welcome, and by the way: You’ve been found guilty of commerce with the Devil.

Conspiracy Nuts

This has gone on for some time, mostly on Facebook, a place that I don’t care for, but that’s me, I don’t like the NSA and DHS being able to watch me with so much convenience. I also don’t like a bunch of scamming dweebs selling personal information about me to the corporate sector, silly, I know, how unreasonable of me. There is a species of North American male that thinks they know it all about this case, when they’ve maybe read a couple of articles. They weren’t involved in the case, never communicated with the subject Ms. Palfrey and others involved, or barely did, and hold preconceived views about the government that aren’t in line with reality that swing to the hard right, regardless of how they might describe themselves.

This is because many of them are liars and scumbags with a weird sense of entitlement that can only be found in rednecks who read occasionally. Don’t laugh–much–but they then get the mistaken idea, because they’re egotists, that they’re now an “expert” on whatever topic comes up around the stove at the county store–or when they’re passing around the crack or meth pipe for the next round of hits. Whatever they’re on, be it insanity, stupidity, hard drugs, retardation (mental, emotional, whatever), or they’re just a yammerer nobody’s had the balls to tell to shut up, I really don’t care.

Whenever I have occasion to discuss the DC Madam case with strangers, which happens more than you might think, at least half know about it, maybe more of them only dimly aware because of how it popped in-and-out of the media’s attention, so it’s a fragmentary narrative for most of them, and that’s OK. About one third of them of contend right away that Jeane was assassinated by shadowy government operatives, what I like to call the “She were suicided” theory. This is where most people are superficial and don’t pick up on the fact that they’re not talking about the case, but themselves, because, trust me, with their attitudes, it’s all about them. Mind you, they’ve already admitted to not knowing much about the case, then the next minute they’re claiming some unique knowledge of the case after they’ve run to the Boogeyman g’ubment theory number eleventy-twelve and a fire-extinguisher. These people crazy, and where I live, prevalent. Some many of them are rednecks, but many are also Catholics, mainly Polish, Italians, some Hungarians–South Bend has an interesting ethnic makeup and is unique for Indiana in some ways, not so much in others, typical, the disease of the yearning to be average and reactionary. How American. Yes, they all harbor delusions of adequacy (thanks Greg).

“What do you know about the case?” I ask many of them. At that moment it becomes clear that they were never required to back up an argument in their entire lives. Never written a thesis paper, in other words, the beginning of learning how to logically build a case for a contention. After all, you’ve now claimed some special knowledge of the case, and so, therefore, you’re responsibility now becomes backing up that argument. Are you fucking kidding me? When I begin pointing out that I actually was a participant–it’s a look you’ve never seen in your life, one of incredible fear. The look of finally being found out as a fraudulent simulacrum of a human being, a fraud, a front of a person, a facade with nothing behind it but biology and an ego, never real balls. Indeed, there are people who were part of the whole thing whose opinions and takes on the case I will never respect, some of it for similar reasons, and mostly because they’re frauds too.

For example: Alex Jones spoke with Jeane and I would never trust his opinions or claims to knowledge about the case. That’s because I know shit from shinola. I seriously doubt there’s more than maybe two people on earth who have researched this case as extensively as I have outside of the federal government, specifically investigators, but the AUSAs and Jeffrey Taylor surely know a lot, probably more than me. The problem is that they’re corrupt, incompetent, and fucking liars.

If you’re one of these kinds of people, the kind who default to “She were suicided,” this book is not for you, and I don’t want to hear from you either, I don’t want to hear your opinions. Be glad that I have the decency to give ya’lls a heads-up, because it beats you embarrassing yourself first, and me throwing gas on that fire.

I’m deeply critical of the federal government in this book, and I don’t spare anybody, not even myself. America is a mess, and we’ve been one from the start. I believe we can still fix things, but we’re going to have to shed a lot of myths and ridiculous notions of what this country is and has been about, and what it really is. This doesn’t mean that all Americans, white most of all, are specifically evil, but the system established here is a criminal one, primarily on the business side of things, but the government also behaves criminally, thanks most of all to runaway concentrated wealth and influence. With a change of mind in the public, we can pressure to regulate these distortions out of existence. A fundamental step is taxing the bastards out of existence, and returning to the taxable income of the highest percentiles that we saw during the Eisenhower administration, the immediate wake of the rise of labor and the New Deal, the most hopeful developments in American history since emancipation. Busting myths is a lot of what my account is about, and there are many surrounding this case. Nothing is separate, everything is connected, don’t kid yourself, kid. The real America isn’t the one in your head–it wouldn’t fit with all that shit in there.

Jeane wasn’t assassinated by the federal government, she died of negligence. That’s not the same. They knew she was suicidal, where I only suspected it, and did for months. Who was going to listen? I have established that there is no way that she was murdered. There’s no physical or documentary proof that this was the case, and no, carefully edited comments of Jeane saying she was afraid of being murdered in prison doesn’t meet the criteria, get real, man. This is about a demographic of scared, beady-eyed white males who are having a fucking identity crisis, not a woman’s death. They could give a shit about what happened to her and only want to push their anti-government agendas. And that’s criminal, disgusting, there are no words it’s so pathetic. Welcome, to the United States of America.