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When my lady Kari called me from the jail last night, she still was disturbed about my saying I was pushed by the angels to put spirit pressure my father’s widow, to the point of killing her if she did not loan me out of her own ample funds 1/2 the amount of my 2nd, and last, $1,000,000 cash inheritance under my father’s last will and testament, as more fully explained in yesterday’s Teri Johnston, for Mayor of Key West, 2016; and a bit about birth stones, chakras, spiritual alchemy, Jesus and Peter, salvation and spiritual warfare, and, yep, cruise ships that walk on water better even than Jesus post at goodmorningkeyewest.com.
Kari said she did not think it is okay to wish ill toward anyone.
Once again, I said my father’s widow has advanced Parkinson’s and is suffering terribly. Also, she has caused, and is causing, and will continue to cause a lot of people, and herself, a great deal of trouble and harm. She is not a good person. She will be better off in the afterlife, other people will be better off with her not in this life.
Kari said, the Parkinson’s is the result of how my stepmother has behaved? Yes, I said.
I did not say, the former CEO and then Chairman of the Board of my father’s company, and one of the trustees of trusts and a charitable endowment he set up, also has Parkinson’s, and I told my father’s lawyer, in an email, that the former CEO and my father’s widow having Parkinson’s is no coincidence.
The lawyer and I attended law school and tax law school together. I had many conversations with him about my father and his affairs and my father’s and my relationship. Since last October, I emailed the lawyer links to all of my posts at goodmorningkeywest.com, which were republished at goodmorningbirmingham.com, with a request that he forward the emails to my father’s widow, the former CEO, my father’s accountant, a second man who had worked for my father’s company and is close to my father’s widow because they both are born again Christians and proud of it, and to my sister. The lawyer, too, is a born again Christian, but he tends to be humble and quiet about it. A regular Christian, devoted to her church, my sister does not flaunt it.
She and I are my father’s surviving children by our mother. Our brother killed himself in 2010. The next year, as I recall, our stepmother’s daughter, whom my father had legally adopted and treated as his own child in his estate plan, died of cancer. Upon our stepmother’s death, my sister and I each will received the second half of our cash inheritances under our father’s last will and testament, and also 1/4 of what our stepmother was receiving under a family trust my father set up in the latter 1970s, to shield most of his estate, at that time, from the IRS and relatives who turned greedy.
A tax lawyer with a general law practice as well, including domestic relations cases, I had encouraged my father to set up the family trust, and was glad he did it. I had encouraged him, not only for the IRS reason, but also because of his second wife. By then, I’d seen all I needed to see from her, to not want her to have any say so over my father’s estate after he was gone.
My brother was so upset about our father marrying her, that he moved to California. Our father then asked me if I would be his best man. I agreed, carried the ring. Little did I know what I had signed up for, what being my father’s best man would actually entail. A number of times of being put to hold my peace, or to call my stepmother out, and my father, too, over stuff she was doing, nearly all of which was aided by the lawyer now handling my father’s affairs. I never held my peace; I loved my father too much, and I did not want to sell out my soul.
I have spies, who once worked for my father’s company and loved him dearly, who give me reports on my father’s widow, and how she has terrorized and traumatised management and employees in my father’s business, which she took over and ran after he passed over in August 2005. The former CEO and Chairman with Parkinson’s doesn’t like her and should have fought her tooth and nail, fang and claw, but he did not do that. The accountant and the lawyer know her and should have done the same, but they did not. The born-again former management employee is her ally and is as detested at the company as she is.
Those are the facts. I have always liked regular Christians better than born-again Christians. Those are the facts, too.
You can read about four regular Christians in
by clicking on that or this link:
One of the four Christians, John Gillon, was my father’s lawyer, who trained the lawyer with whom I attended law school, now the lawyer for my father’s affairs. Gillon’s portrait is “What You Saw Was What You Got.”
One of the two non-Christians, Clarence W. Allgood, the federal judge for whom I clerked right after I graduated from law school. The most godly man I have known in this life, he did not attend church. His portrait leads off: “He used to drink moonshine.”
However, the Christian in the book who knew my father’s 2nd wife and booked no shennigans from her, nor from my father, was his brother Leo, whose portrait is, “He Called a Spade a Spade.”
Also portrayed, the black woman, daughter of a slave, who raised me as her own, the incarnated Melchizedek: “She Works Behind the Scenes.” During the time of troubles, as it was then called, Sister Charlotte Washington spent her days off from working for our family, she lived with us, going into black churches in Birmingham and nearby Bessemer, counseling her people to tolerant of and patient with their white brothers and sisters.
And, Lee Graham, the minister of my mother’s Episcopal church, who stood down his entire white congregation over their refusal to let black people attend services: “He Was a Parish Priest”.
And, Leopold Bashinsky, my father’s paternal grandfather, a Polish Jew: “He Was a Noble Creation”.
You can learn a lot about me by reading those six portraits. But you can’t learn it all in that way, because I am not them, and I am owned, bossed, advised and corrected by angels ongoing, one of whom says he is Jesus. Another says he is Archangel Michael. Another says she is Magdalene Melchizedek. My Board of Directors, Editorial Board, Political Advisory Committee, etc.
Okay, that diatribe over, here’s another prompted by something in today’s Key West Citizen (keysnews.com), which I personally think is totally out of line, for reasons I interject in bold italics into the article, I supplied the photos:
Wednesday, May 13, 2015
Rainbow roadwork set to debut
BY GWEN FILOSA Citizen Staff
The city confirmed Tuesday that four permanent rainbow crosswalks will grace a piece of Duval Street in time for this year’s Pride event June 10-14. The issue will not return to the commission for a vote prior to the installation.
Estimated to cost approximately $4,000, the rainbow-style stripes were proposed by the Key West Business Guild, which has agreed to pay $2,000 of the installation costs, and informally approved by a majority of the city commission earlier this month.
City staff will install the thermoplastic material to create rainbow flag-type stripes on Duval Street where Petronia Street is one-way and enters the Bahama Village arch.
At this corner is the 801 Club, a gay-lesbian bar, in which is a “private” room where gay orgies, come one, come all, occur.
This private room, to my knowledge, has ever been reported in the Citizen, nor in any Key West newspaper. As far as I know, I am the only person who ever reported it. I learned of it in early 2003, from a local bisexual man, Mike Mongo, who told me he had participated in an orgy in that private room, and had felt afterward that it was not right for him to do that. I also heard of the private room from then KW Police Chief Buz Dillon. I have heard of the private room from other people. Mike Mongo has entered this year’s city commission race against City Commissioner Teri Johnston, who is lesbian. Mike has run for mayor, in the past. In yesterday’s Teri Johnston, for Mayor of Key West, 2016; and a bit about birth stones, chakras, spiritual alchemy, Jesus and Peter, salvation and spiritual warfare, and, yep, cruise ships that walk on water better even than Jesus post at goodmorningkeywest.com, I promoted Teri to be Key West’s next mayor.
Mike Mongo and moi, fall, 2013
“I’m absolutely thrilled,” said Matt Hon, executive director of the Guild. “Key West has been the LGBT travel destination for years and years. This is a great addition to help us continue doing that.”
The city will buy the materials for the crosswalks from Flint Trading, of Thomasville, N.C., which sells the heat-applied pavement markings. The community services department will install them with a company representative supervising, city staff said Tuesday.
The plastic material, used for highway stripes and standard crosswalk markings, is essentially melted into the pavement.
“They will seal the pavement and then torch-apply it,” said John Wilkins, the city’s parking manager assigned to oversee the project.
Three bids were sought, with the lowest one for the plastic coming in at $4,001.23 from Flint Trading.
Now, all the city needs are the supplies. There’s a catch, though.
“Purple is not a standard color and we do not yet have a lead time from the supplier,” Wilkins said.
One way or another, those four crosswalks at Duval and Petronia will sport rainbow flag colors by June 10, city spokeswoman Alyson Crean said Tuesday.
If the thermoplastic material doesn’t arrive in time, “we will have something temporary there,” Crean said.
Of elected city leaders, only Commissioner Billy Wardlow has openly opposed the rainbow crosswalks, saying they’re inappropriate on such a tiny island that carries the “One Human Family” motto meant to include everyone.
“They’re defacing the city,” Wardlow said Tuesday, adding that his opinion has nothing to do with LGBT issues. “I don’t think it’s a good idea to start something like that.”
You are right, Billy. But, if something commemorable is to be done at that intersection, it should be for Key West’s black community. Petronia Street is the entrance into Bahama Village, the city’s historic black neighborhood. Bahama Village is far older than Key West’s gay community. If Petronia is to be used in this way, let it be used to commemorate Dr. Martin Luther King and the Selma march. That would be appropriate and fitting for this intersection. If the gays want a rainbow intersection, let it be somewhere else. And, yeah, where will be the straight people’s cross walk? And the homeless people’s crosswalk? And the Cubans’ crosswalk? And the East Europeans’ crosswalk? And the Mecican and Central Americans’ cross walk? And the Christians’ crosswalk? And the Jews’ crosswalk. And the Muslims’ crosswalk? And the Athiests? And the Buddhists? And the Hindus?
Still, Wardlow said he’s not going to fight the crosswalks, given the majority of the commission approved them, and the fact that City Manager Jim Scholl has authority over decisions that cost less than $20,000.
“We have a strong gay community and they vote,” Wardlow said.
And that, Billy, is why this is happening.
The Guild was inspired by cities such as San Francisco, which last installed rainbow crosswalks in the Castro District, along with West Hollywood, Philadelphia and Austin.
Opposing the rainbow crosswalks on Duval Street isn’t about opposing the gay community, said resident Shannon Lynch, in an email to city leaders.
“This should go out to the citizens to be voted on,” wrote Lynch, who works in public relations, adding that the rainbow stripes contribute to the marketing of Key West solely as a party destination.
I disagree with this going out to the voters, the mayor and city commissioners should decide this. However, a referendum on it might prove interesting; it might cause a great commotion if the religious right chimed in. I would chime right back a them, that sexual orientation is none of their business. Why, their favorite person in the Bible, St. Paul, was gay, that was his thorn in the flesh, and every woman who knew him, knew it.
For years, though, the rainbow flag symbol has served as a comforting sign of acceptance throughout Key West neighborhoods, Hon said.
Er, I ride my bicycle thought all Key West neighborhoods, and I don’t see a whole lot of rainbow flags. I see a rainbow flag every now and then. On people’s houses, porches.
“That is one thing we can do in Key West: walk down the street holding the hand of that person you’re in love with,” Hon said. “All of us who are LGBT, it gives us a level of comfort when we see that rainbow flag.”
Good, Hon. I look forward to you walking down the street holding hands with street people. With Neo Nazis. With right-wing Christians. With KKKs in white sheets. Don’t assume I don’t like gays. My brother was bisexual. I loved him. It never bothered me what was his sexual orientation, but it bothered him, because he kept it in the closet. I once had a lesbian girlfriend, who remains like a sister to me. I once talked a pod of younger gay men into attending an electic Sunday school class in the old line inner city Baptist church in Birmingham, in which both of my grandfathers once had been deacons. How I convinced them, was I told them they would be accepted and cherished in that Sunday school class, and that St. Paul was gay. They loved the Sunday school class, became valued members thereof. As far as I knew, there were no born-again Christians in that Sunday school class, nor in that church congregation. (They were regular Christians.)
The rainbow crosswalk installation was announced Tuesday in a press release by Newman PR that stated Key West Pride “salutes diversity on the subtropical island internationally known as a top gay and lesbian vacation spot.”
The unveiling of the rainbow crosswalks will take place sometime on the afternoon of the first day of Pride, June 10, in what Newman PR called, “the heart of Key West’s LGBT entertainment district.”
“We’ve got the atmosphere that you can be who you want to be when you’re on the island,” Hon said. “And nobody’s going to judge you or harass. That’s why rainbow crosswalks are so important. Key West has been a leader of LGBT rights and protections for years and years.”
Well, Hon, I can introduce you to lots of street people in Key West, who get judged and harassed ongoing by your city’s police and your city commissioners and mayor and maybe even by you, certainly by most people in Key West. I can introduce you to black people in Key West, who don’t feel they are part of Key West’s alleged one human family. Did you, for a heartbeat, ever consider the way blacks in Bahama Village might view, feel about, a rainbow crossing at the entrance to their community? Did you, for a heartbeat, ever consider putting up a monument there, to Dr. King and the Selma marchers? You understand, don’t you?, that they broke the hard ground, they shed the blood, sweat and tears, and even their lives, which led to gays and lesbians having rights similar to those blacks gained during that troubled, dark time.
Meanwhile, from Sancho Panza in the Big Apple:
Fw: Q & A?
and, when I confront him, he denies everything. What’s worse,
everyone knows that he cheats on me. It is so humiliating.
Also, since he lost his job 14 years ago, he hasn’t even looked for a new one.
All he does all day is smoke cigars, cruise around and
shoot the bull with his buddies, while I have to work to pay the bills.
Since our daughter went away to college he doesn’t even pretend to like me, and even hints that I may be a lesbian.What should I do?
So am I running for President, and I’ve had eight wives, counting Kari, who spirit traveled from the jail to me on Saturn, and we spirit traveled together back to the county jail, where we were married by a man holding a Bible. How many Christians today do you think would bow down to and worship Jesus today, if he was among them, poor, no paying job, living on the street, again? A bum. Dirt bag.