alcohol addiction treatment symposium in Key West, said to have more bars (and more churches), per capita, than any other city – anywhere

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psychiatrist interviews

Jerry Weinstock, M.D., Psychiatry, practicing that craft for over 5 decades in Key West, replied to yesterday’s Armageddon America? Racial prejudice in Key West? Iran nuke shell game? – Key West Pearl Harbor lookout post post at goodmorningkeywest.com:

SLOAN: 47 republican congress men drafted a later to Iran
essentially saying –Disregard President Obama
he is not a legitimate president— to scuttle the Iran international accord ,
that Smells like TREASON to me–and racism at the very extreme of discrimination,
stupidity and ignorance –they should have been attending to congressional business;
they have NO concept of ethics or morality or working on congressional business.
it is beyond sad –tragic —————-Jerry.

I replied:

Iran handed the 47 their lunch, over that letter. Before it’s all said and done, they will hand Obama his lunch, but he may never know it.

Jerry wrote:

that kind of action —–aside from its untruth and filthy ethics —smells of TREASON ;
spawned by that deadly, distorted propaganda machine –that gutter mouth called Fox News.
I am SERIOUS !! Fox news the bible for the uninformed ,and ignorant !! Jerry

I replied:

some might say the Bible is for the uninformed and ignorant :-), and in their uninformed ignorance, they twist it into something it never was meant to be :-(

Jerry wrote:

Sloan you are right on—have informative dreams –Jerry

I replied this morning:

Hi, Jerry –

In my dreams last night, I was trying to find a forum for something important, and was not finding it. On waking, I could only imagine one thing the dream could be about, which is this private Facebook chat thread below, to which I added the last of my comments at dawn today. Do you have any thoughts, Jerry, on using pharmaceuticals to cause people not want to drink? See discussion of that in this email thread below.

Conversation started January 8
1/8, 7:46am
Anonymous (at his implied request)

I don’t broadcast my addiction history

March 27
3/27, 3:46pm
Anonymous

Do you read these messages? or just the timeline ?

March 28
Sloan Bashinsky
3/28, 1:06am

I read all FB messages, and all emails, and all comments made directly to my websites. Addiction is a tough road, based on my observations of close relatives and close friends, who were alcoholics. Some still are. I applaud anyone who can stop using, and stays clean. But I think it’s still a difficult road for them, unless they are infused with something, which I call the feminine, Christians might call it the Holy Spirit, not realizing it is the Divine Feminine.

Saturday
4/11, 3:39pm
Anonymous

there is more than is dreamt of in your philosophy Sloan. Please read this corrosponding article: http://www.theatlantic.com/features/archive/2015/03/the-irrationality-of-alcoholics-anonymous/386255/

The Bad Science of Alcoholics Anonymous

www.theatlantic.com

Its faith-based 12-step program dominates treatment in the United States. But researchers have debunked central tenets of AA doctrine and found dozens of other treatments more effective.

4/11, 3:43pm
Anonymous

I am a friend of AA and count the Program as a great help in my life, but if this is a disease as the AMA say’s there should be more to treatment than Spiritual MOJO. Naltrexone for instance. All the best of luck to Kari my Prayers are with her and hopefully we can add some sound science to her recovery sincerely
4/11, 8:21pm
Sloan Bashinsky

Thanks, you have experience with Naltrexone?

4/11, 8:27pm
Anonymous

no. but I did quit smoking with Chantix 3 years ago, and have not had a drink in going on 14 years

that said it should be easy to find studies and people with experience… my thought is is Kari wants to stop then she should use every means available including AA. It’s just that AA can have real limitations to those who do not like a herd.

4/11, 8:40pm
Sloan Bashinsky

I personally know people the angels relieved of nicotine addiction in short order – their desire to smoke simply went away. I imagine any pharmaceutical has side effects that can be as bad, or worse, than what the drug attempts to treat. Maybe the angels will speak to using drugs to treat drug addiction . Kari has been through rehab many times. She has done AA, including leading AA meetings. It’s going to take more than any of that to keep her sober after she gets out of jail. I am not in agreement that drug addiction, alcohol, or other kinds of narcotics, is a disease. But, rather, addiction is a symptom of soul wounding/spiritual disorder, which is the disease, and that’s why it’s so difficult to treat. I know a great deal about soul healing, and how that is would take a long time to tell, but I have experienced it administered by the angels, and I have seen other people experience it administered by the angels. It is not of this world, but I suppose it can be melded with this world’s ways, although I have not seen it happen and be successful, at least not as far as I know.

4/11, 8:43pm
Anonymous

God works through drugs therapy and talk therapy and dog therapy I am just saying try it all.

4/11, 8:53pm
Sloan Bashinsky

I try what the angels tell me to try, including what people recommend, if the angels agree with what is recommended, which usually the angels do not agree, but sometimes they do. The kind of healing they do is not of this world, beyond science’s ken or acceptance.

And beyond western religion’s ken or acceptance, in my experience.

4/12, 8:16am
Anonymous

there is a principle which is a bar against all knowledge and will forever keep man in ingnorance… that is contempt prior to investigation

4/12m 8:20am
Sloan Bashinsky

I heard nothing in dreams last night about using pharmaceuticals to help addicts not use. When the angels hold silent on something I have tentatively formed an opinion on, that’s their way of saying they are okay with my view. I wish you had tried the drug you recommended for Kari, so I could hear from someone who had used it, how it was for them to be on it.

8:21am, 4/12
Anonymous

so maybe give it a shot and try everything Kari is willing to try….there is also the possibility that we sometimes misunderstand what message is sent to us and how to put it into action

8:23am, 4/12
Sloan Bashinsky

Kari is in the Sheriff’s hands right now, and, after she gets out, she will be in her own hands, and she will have no money. Perhaps the Sheriff or the local free medical clinic will try pharmaceuticals on her. If she will take them. I will not recommend that to her. The angels are not inclined in that direction.

8:31am, 4/12
Anonymous

If there is anything I can do, let me know. Jim

8:38am, 4/12
Sloan Bashinsky

thanks

10:03am, 4/12
Sloan Bashinsky

maybe the great speckled bird of paradise will drop a pile of money on me

10:12am, 4/12
Anonymous

Righteous art thou, O LORD, when I plead with thee: yet let me talk with thee of thy judgments: Wherefore doth the way of the wicked prosper? wherefore are all they happy that deal very treacherously?
2Thou hast planted them, yea, they have taken root: they grow, yea, they bring forth fruit: thou art near in their mouth, and far from their reins.
3But thou, O LORD, knowest me: thou hast seen me, and tried mine heart toward thee: pull them out like sheep for the slaughter, and prepare them for the day of slaughter.
4How long shall the land mourn, and the herbs of every field wither, for the wickedness of them that dwell therein? the beasts are consumed, and the birds; because they said, He shall not see our last end.
God’s Answer to Jeremiah 5If thou hast run with the footmen, and they have wearied thee, then how canst thou contend with horses? and if in the land of peace, wherein thou trustedst, they wearied thee, then how wilt thou do in the swelling of Jordan?
6For even thy brethren, and the house of thy father, even they have dealt treacherously with thee; yea, they have called a multitude after thee: believe them not, though they speak fair words unto thee.
7I have forsaken mine house, I have left mine heritage; I have given the dearly beloved of my soul into the hand of her enemies.
8Mine heritage is unto me as a lion in the forest; it crieth out against me: therefore have I hated it.
9Mine heritage is unto me as a speckled bird, the birds round about are against her; come ye, assemble all the beasts of the field, come to devour.
10Many pastors have destroyed my vineyard, they have trodden my portion under foot, they have made my pleasant portion a desolate wilderness.
11They have made it desolate, and being desolate it mourneth unto me; the whole land is made desolate, because no man layeth it to heart.
12The spoilers are come upon all high places through the wilderness: for the sword of the LORD shall devour from the one end of the land even to the other end of the land: no flesh shall have peace.
13They have sown wheat, but shall reap thorns: they have put themselves to pain, but shall not profit: and they shall be ashamed of your revenues because of the fierce anger of the LORD.
A Message for Israel’s Neighbors 14Thus saith the LORD against all mine evil neighbours, that touch the inheritance which I have caused my people Israel to inherit; Behold, I will pluck them out of their land, and pluck out the house of Judah from among them. 15And it shall come to pass, after that I have plucked them out I will return, and have compassion on them, and will bring them again, every man to his heritage, and every man to his land. 16And it shall come to pass, if they will diligently learn the ways of my people, to swear by my name, The LORD liveth; as they taught my people to swear by Baal; then shall they be built in the midst of my people. 17But if they will not obey, I will utterly pluck up and destroy that nation, saith the LORD.
King James Bible

10:19am, 4/12
Sloan Bashinsky

Agreed, God has been trampled on this world by people claiming to be believers, and by their pastors. The angels don’t speak to me the way angels spoke to Jeremiah. They simply put stuff in front of me, for me to engage, in the way they trained me (the training was horrible-squared), and as they advise and correct me ongoing (the correcting ain’t fun, usually). Maybe 6 weeks ago?, Kari dreamt of the 4 horsemen of the apocalypse riding toward her. I never had a dream like that. She’s been grabbed by them, and is in jail, for now, drying out. I imagine those 4 have other targets in sight, probably including me.

4/12, 11:18pm
Sloan Bashinsky

I have published a number of times, that I have been told by AA old timers that 95 percent of people who enter those rooms go back to drinking, sooner or later. I also have published a number of times, that,when I was in Florida Keys Outreach Coalition’s program in Key West, it was required of all FKOC clients that they attend AA, NA or ALANON meetings daily. The angels applied the 12 Steps to me. It was horrible, having a “higher power”, for real, putting me through that grindstone, shredder, furnace, volcano. But it proved to me the 12 Steps are not the figment of someone’s imagination when they were arrived at many years ago now. I also published, that I did not see anyone in those rooms, who looked or sounded to me, as if their “higher power” was doing that to them. Maybe they never really asked to be taken over by God, lock, stock and barrel, which is what the first 3 of the 12 Steps look to me is the required formula and procedure. Having something supernatural for a sponsor is quite different from having a human sponsor. As I read Jeremiah, he had a supernatural sponsor. As did Isaiah, Ezekiel, Daniel, and others in the Old Testament, and Jesus, Peter, Paul and others in the New Testament. There are things not in science’s philosophy, too, and I know them up close and personal, and I have seen them ongoing for decades. And I see them in Kari’s dreams, and in plain English instructions and advisories, working with her, and she has not liked a lot of it, while some of it she did like. I don’t know what’s going on with her now, as we are unable to communicate by telephone while she’s in sickbay (the infirmary) in the jail, nor can I visit with her while she is in sickbay. It may come to pass, she, or I, or both of us, are told in our sleep that she will be trying a pharmaceutical approach to staying sober, after she is released from jail. I will be surprised, though, if it we are told she should do it that way. I anticipate she will be told simply not to drink, and perhaps not to smoke, anymore, or face the consequences. And I anticipate she will be offered incentives to stay off drugs. I was told in a dream before I decided to go with Kari and be a couple, that it was an experiment, and it would be about love. So I understood, since it would be an experiment, that the outcome might not be to my liking, while it might be to my liking. It’s not easy for people who are not having angels meddle them ongoing, to grok what that’s like. In fact, in my experience, it’s impossible for people not having those experiences to grok what, say, Jeremiah experienced. I imagine he felt like he was the only person like himself, all alone in that experience. I have felt that way, so I know what it is. Imagine how it would go for someone like Jeremiah today. Or for Jesus today. One flew over the cuckoo’s nest, I imagine.

11:55pm, 4/12
Sloan Bashinsky

Todd just came home talking on the phone with is daughter, and I just got off the phone with his daughter, who is a physician and is big on using Neurontine, in very high doses, 3 times a day, for alcoholics, long term, she says it gets good results, was first developed for diabetic pain, and it eliminates craving to drink. She said Naltrexone is a narcotic, and she does not advise using it on alcoholics, but it is used with heroine addicts, which the article indicated. She also mentioned Buprione, which was developed as an anti-depressant. So, I wonder what the angels will say about what she told me? Or if they will say anything?

Today, 4/13,  7:24am
Sloan Bashinsky

In my dreams last night, I was trying to find a forum for something important, and was not finding it. On waking, I could only imagine one thing the dream could be about, which is this Facebook thread. There was nothing in my dreams about using pharmaceuticals to keep people from drinking, smoking or using other drugs. Meaning, that method does not interest the angels running me, who call themselves Jesus, Archangel Michael and Melchizedek. Yesterday afternoon, Brenda, my younger north Georgia friend in shaman training, being administered to her by those three angels, called to say the Spirit had come over her so strong, that all the hair on her head and on her arms had stood up straight and she had to lay down and go to sleep. I said, “You experienced the Rapture but where not taken” – I meant it kinda as a joke. She said, “Smart ass.” We laughed. She called back last night, to say she had just finished a horrific coughing and gagging spell, during which blood and yellow mucous came up out of her lungs and bronchial tubes. I said I was sorry she wasn’t feeling well, and I hoped it was over. I was slow on the uptake. Waking this morning, I thought, hmmm, I can think of only one thing going on right now, which could have caused Brenda to have that experience. Kari is in jail, going though withdrawal from alcohol and tobacco. The lungs are the organs of feeling. Smokers’ lungs are so messed up and poisoned that they do not know how they really feel about anything. Brenda backs me up ongoing, in what the angels give me to engage. I’m thinking this morning, the Spirit came onto Brenda yesterday afternoon and put her to sleep, prelude to the Spirit putting Kari inside of Brenda, for Brenda to do what she could, in that moment, to help Kari. I had been telling the angels since Kari turned herself in Friday afternoon, that they needed to help her get through the DTs and the withdrawal and the drying out, and with the terrible soul wounding in her. Brenda has been used in that way in the past, in situations the angels have me engaging. Many times Brenda has been used in that way. As have I. It’s part of being in service to humanity, which Brenda and I both are. It is not something we have any control over. The angels give it to us, and regulate us, and get us through it, even as we often feel like we are dying and, sometimes, even will die. Science has yet to acknowledge the spiritual realm impact on human troubles. Science has yet to acknowledge the impact soul wounding has on how people behave, and the symptoms of that soul wounding. Instead, science tries to treat the symptoms with chemicals and sometimes with surgery and sometimes with psychotherapy, while dodging/leaving out what is driving/causing what is causing the symptoms, and what can, if it wishes to intervene, provide relief and even healing, which has no side effects, other than the afflicteds can get better. Will that happen for Kari? I don’t know. Is she being treated by the angels? Yes, of that I am certain, because of many dreams she shared with me, usually very reluctantly. The angles took her inventory, ruthlessly. The angels told her, she had to change her ways, or experience not changing her ways. The first three of the original Twelve Steps:
1. We admitted we were powerless over alcohol—that our lives had become unmanageable. 2. Came to believe that a Power greater than ourselves could restore us to sanity. 3. Made a decision to turn our will and our lives over to the care of God as we understood Him.
Perhaps “as we understood Him” should have been left out, as God is incomprehensible, works in mysterious ways, and is far more than masculine gender. What causes addiction, and nearly all of human being woes, medical and otherwise, is absence in them of the feminine side of God, which Bible people call The Holy Spirit, thinking it is masculine, even though the dove is hardly a masculine symbol/image. Doesn’t the dove represent … love? peace? mercy? Jeremiah was a kick-ass prophet. Jesus was a kinder and gentler, but he did kick ass when it was called for. And he did tell his disciples, they could blaspheme him, and they would be forgiven, but if they blasphemed the Holy Ghost, they would not be forgiven.
Maybe more later, maybe not.

Kari and Sloan

Yesterday, I went to the jail and put some money in Kari’s commissary account. It’s bleak in there. She had told me that she can use the money to purchase shampoo and other things, which might brighten her life a little. She said she ate so much peanut butter in previous jail stays, that she can’t eat it anymore. I can’t imagine what it’s like being in jail. I can imagine what it’s like being locked up in a psychiatric facility, and being given drugs which make me feel a lot worse than being locked up made me feel. I can imagine it, because I experienced it. Now I live in an insane asylum without walls or locks – Key West.

As for my history with booze, in my teens I started drinking beer. My father and mother got up drinking screwdrivers (vodka and orange juice), and drank throughout the day and until turning in at night. Although sometimes I had too much to drink, and sometimes I did get drunk, the hangovers were horrific, so I didn’t get drunk often. Drinking never chronically adversely affected my life, my work, my relationships. Drinking never became the most important thing to me. I was able to stop drinking at any time, without withdrawal, and did stop drinking for several long periods of time. Finally, I started getting told in dreams to stop drinking altogether, and that, accompanied by my getting sick in my liver and G.I. tract after drinking a beer, or a glass of wine, led me to not drink at all. I didn’t want the angels wrath on me, if I drank, and I didn’t like feeling terrible because I’d had a beer or a glass of wine. Perhaps the angels gave me their version of “anabuse”.

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Render unto Caesar that which is Caeser’s, and unto God that which is God’s – Key West criminal justice inquisition

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Yesterday, a friend from the church my lady Kari attends on Southard Street, met us at the church, where we stashed Kari’s bicycle and backpack and her meager belongings. Then, the friend drove Kari to the county jail on Stock Island, to turn herself in for violating her probation by drinking alcohol. Later, Kari made the one free phone call allowed, to me, and we talked the two minutes allowed. I then called Kari’s mother and told her what had transpired.

Before all of that, I kept reminding Kari to be sure and tell the intake people at the jail that she has seizures somewhat frequently, and she is an active alcoholic, and she smokes cigarettes steadily. I told Kari to tell them that, even if it’s already in her medical record at the jail, so the people who received her into the jail would know her medical condition.

Kari told me what she had experienced previous times she was taken into this jail. The intake area had not been cleaned up from previous people taken in. Once, there was vomit and other stuff on the floor she didn’t want to get on her. She was made to strip naked and there were male deputies present, and while they tried to be respectful and not look at her, naked, they were there in the same room with her naked.

I said I wondered if anyone living in Key West knew about that, in the alleged best-run correctional facility in Florida?

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Kari said, after previous admissions into the jail, she was given a blanket and put in a secure cell, and allowed to go into and through the DTs without any medical intervention. She said, once a person is in the jail, he/she is just a number, a statistic; they could care less about the people in the jail.

Kari said the jail is cold, 68 F, she has two addictions, alcohol and nicotine, and seizures, and going dry cold turkey could be lethal. She said she hoped she was assigned to the infirmary, where she would fare better going into the DTs, than in the general population. However, she said, if she is put in the infirmary, she will not be able to receive visitors until she is back in the general population.

She said on the telephone that she was still in intake, and had not been assigned to a section of the jail. She was told by her probation officer earlier in the afternoon, by telephone, that she would be taken to Plantation Key first of the week, for a hearing before the judge presiding over her case. I asked; They take inmates in withdrawal to see the judge before the withdrawal is over?

I pulled up https://www.keysso.net/JailWeb/JailWeb.htm this morning and saw Kari was assigned to the infirmary (S) .

MCSO00MNI447355 DANGLER KARI BRADFORD 12/06/1961 53 Key West
Unit S 1 count(s) of 948.06 -
$2000 – 2013CF00133AP

This is for the best, Kari’s mother agreed, because it can only get worse for Kari if she keeps drinking and living on the street. She has to stop drinking, that is the first step. Then, if she wants to turn around, she stays off the vodka after she is released. Hopefully, by then something will have happenened, which gives her a place to light, other than living on the street.

I can’t imagine what Kari’s case, alone, has cost the local criminal justice system, in jail time and medical treatment, the public defender, the state attorney, the courts, the probation office. All, geared, it seems, to keep putting Kari back onto the street, with no place to live, expecting a different result? I find it hard to believe the criminal justice system is that crazy. I don’t find it hard to believe the criminal justice system could care less what it costs to keep jailing Kari for the same offense over and over again.

Kari kept saying she thinks its really all about money. If she can just raise enough money to pay off what she has cost the criminal justice system, then her judge will end her probation and let her walk away, free. Perhaps. But just as perhaps, the judge doesn’t want Kari to walk away free. Perhaps the judge won’t be happy until Kari is dead. Perhaps there is something to Kari’s steady insisting she was railroaded, she never should have been prosecuted in the first place, for protecting her home from a drunk, violent, insolent, dead-beat tenant, who was yelling her boyfriend after damaging their refrigerator, and the gun Kari waved at the lout wasn’t even loaded, and, she said, was in its holster.

Kari and Sloan

Kari’s conviction just don’t pass my smell test. Nor does what happened to her thereafter in the local criminal justice system. But if that’s what it takes to get her off of alcohol, and also off of tobacco, and she finally serves her time and is released a free woman, and then she starts having a real life, then perhaps that’s a good outcome for her. But, dang, I sure am glad I am not lined up to receive the karma the various players in Kari’s prosecution and incarcerations earned for themselves in a courtroom over which they, too, have no control.

Then there is the wee matter of the karma the players earned in taking Kari’s young daughter and only child away from her, and giving the child to her father, who was playing sex games with her in the shower. Oh, my, are they not going to like that karma.

If you think I’m blowing smoke, talking about karma in this way, then you could not be more mistaken. It was not just for her that Kari dreamed the 4 horsemen of the apocalypse were riding toward her.

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In the most recent edition of Key West the Newsapaper (thebluepaper.com):

 https://youtu.be/UKI_O6HvPhU

by Naja and Arnaud Girard…

Left in a vegetative state after being tased under questionable circumstances by KWPD in 2011, a suit has now been filed on behalf of Matthew Murphy and his young son. See the documentary video for details of this tragedy.  [CLICK ON HEADLINE FOR VIDEO]

  • By: Arnaud and Naja GirardArnaud and Naja Girard, owners and editors of the new, digital, Key West the Newspaper (The Blue Paper) previously reported for the former Key West The Newspaper, Key West’s longest running independent weekly, published by Dennis Reeves Cooper, Ph.D., from January 1994 until November 2012. The Girards are perhaps best known for their discovery of the US Navy’s 1951 claim of ownership of Wisteria Island. Arnaud and Naja have lived in Key West since 1986.

Responses to “Matthew Murphy Files Suit: Catastrophic 2011 Tasing”

  1. ahhh police chief lee rides again with no documentation/photos of the entry barbs. how very rare this occurrence of missing or no evidence. [sarc]
    perhaps the hospital records of old will show the entry wounds of the two barbs.

    lee’s dereliction of duty and distain for the oath he took is obvious. he needs be demoted to traffic cop…..oh wait that might just be a promotion? no he seriously needs to be fired!

    • Seriously Lee is last thing people need on the streets. Fire him or let him resign. Maybe some other foolish city needs him. Why does he simply not stand up to his force and fire them when needed ? If he did his job right people would not be going after him. It can’t be that hard to hire a new cop in Paradise.

  2. Really good journalism as always. This piece is so sadly timely with all the police brutality going on in this country.

    • Now we have a young boy with no father. All because of a thug type cop that uses taser first then asks questions. This is not only about Key West and it must stop. Lets get over so much hate and racism.

  3. Are we really expected to believe there were no photos taken of where the teaser barbs entered Mr. Murphy’s body or is this just more evidence that has been lost or destroyed? We know from the murder in South Carolina that cops will lie to cover their a**es. Of course we already knew that here in Key West from the Eimers grand jury depositions. Donie Lee has to be the most incompetent Police Chief in the country but he continues to have full support of our Mayor and two Commissioners. I can’t help but wonder why that is. Lee needs to be fired along with a few lying thug cops. Maybe when the Murphy family wins another large payout from the city that will happen, although I’m not holding my breath.

  4. Donie Lee is not incompetent, he is running the police department the way the mayor and the six city commissioners want him to run it, evidenced by the fact that he is still their police chief, even after the Charles Eimers case. If you wish to call for resignations, call for the mayor and the six city commissioners’ resignations- all of them, because all of them have backed KWPD all the way, not just the mayor and 2 of them.

    I personally called for all of them to resign, during closing citizen comments at a city commission meeting last year, because, I said, none of them had showed any public remorse nor made any public apology to the Charles Eimers family for the KWPD killing Charles. The Key West Citizen reported what I told the mayor and commissioners to do: resign, and why. As far as I know, I am the only person in Key West who told the mayor and six city commissioners to resign. I suppose it’s hard to do that, if you voted for the mayor and your city commissioner. I suppose it’s easier to call for the resignation of the police chief. However, the buck stops with the mayor and the six city commissioners, who, to this day, have not apologized to the family of Charles Eimers for KWPD killing Charles. So don’t expect them to apologize for what KWPD did to Matthew Murphy, nor to fire their police chief over it.

    Most damning for the city in the video is what the two instigators say: Matthew Murphy was tased in the back, without warning, and the cops discouraged them talking about the incident, and the lack of witness statements. Also damning, no KWPD photo of the taser wounds.

    I attended the Citizen Review Board (CRB) meeting, when the Murphy case was on the agenda. Vice-Chairman Tom Milione, against some resistance from and with some backing by other CRB members, pushed for and got a vote for the CRB to ask the hospital on Stock Island for its records on Matthew Murphy, re where taser dart wounds were on his body. Tom’s argument was, if the dart wounds were on the front, then Officer Siracuse (spelling?) lied.

    As I recall, some time later, Tom told me that the hospital was not cooperating and the CRB was going to use the legal process to try to obtain those records. I called Tom last night and left a voice message, asking if those records had yet been furnished to the CRB, but as of now, I have not heard back from Tom. When I hear back from him, I will reported in a later comment under this article what he tells me.

    I told the CRB, during citizen comments in that meeting, that my concern was whether or not Matthew Murphy had been tased from the back, without warning, and if so, had Officer Siracuse lied about that? I also told the CRB that I’d like to know how many other times Siracuse had tased someone? Was he in the habit of tasing? How did his tasing record compare to other KW cops’ tasing records? I also said, if cops don’t have tasers, then all they have to shoot people with is guns, so I’m not against the cops having tasers. Nor do I hold cops responsible for this kind of injury that Matthew Murphy received, if, in fact, there was actually justification to use a taser.

    Actual justification. Yes, there is always risk using a taser, but it’s far less risk than using a gun.

    There is an ironic twist to this case, which I learned from Arnaud Girard, who, as I recall him saying, learned of it from Matthew Murphy’s girlfriend. Matthew’d had a premonition that something bad would happen, if they went to Duval Street, there might be trouble with the cops. I told Arnaud and Naja, that, too, should be in their report of the case, They disagreed. Personally, I think anyone who is on lower Duval Street late at night, or in the wee hours, is asking for something awful to happen to him/her.

  5. Thank you Arnaud and Naja for your continued exposure of these same sociopath police officer’s behavior…It’s always the same three or four cowboys shooting first and asking questions later. Chief Lee is obviously incapable of getting rid of these creeps…Imagine how wonderful this city could be without this handful of dangerous criminals in uniform. Key West could be a shining example of what an American city can be! It is a damn shame and it doesn’t have to be this way.

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      Alex, you need to stop criticizing Donie Lee, and you need to start criticizing your mayor and the city commissioners at city commission meetings, which are televised locally.

  6. Just got off the phone with Tom Milone. Tom said the CRB issued a subpoena to the hospital for its records on Matthew Murphy, and the hospital ignored the subpoena. Later, the CRB’s lawyer, Robert Cintron, got involved and spoke with the hospital’s law firm in Miami. The law firm said that was the first they’d heard of it, and they would see what they could do to get the subpoena honored – but no promises were made. I told Tom, just as important as learning where the taser wounds were on Michael Murphy’s body is learning if Officer Siracuse is taser trigger happy. How many other people has he tased? The CRB needs to know that, as does Murphy’s plaintiff lawyer. Tom agreed.

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Last night, I dreamt of a terrible enraged monster of a demon killing lots of soldiers dressed like Knights of the Round Table of old. I woke up in shock, feeling like I was dying of some awful poison. I had started feeling poisoned yesterday afternoon.

I called my lady Kari and told her about the demon, and said I was trying to figure out what it was in my waking life. I went back to sleep and got nothing further about identifying the demon. On waking, I called Kari again. She said she had seen the demon in a dream. It was truly awful. She would draw it, after she could get a piece of paper.

I went online, opened the Key West Citizen, and found this article, which seemed to identify the demon in my dream:

Friday, April 10, 2015
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No demolition at Peary Court
Weekley: City should buy land for affordable housing
BY GWEN FILOSA Citizen Staff
gfilosa@keysnews.com
Developers of Peary Court have ditched all plans to demolish 160 homes on the former Navy land and replace them with upscale homes, their top consultant said Thursday.

Instead, Peary Court buildings will be renovated and “modernized,” but the 24-acre neighborhood will be largely left intact.

“No new roads, no knockdown,” said Jim Hendrick, of Critical Concerns, who works for developers White Street Partners. “They’re happy with what they have. They simply want to add 48 units of affordable housing.”

The new units will be built largely where the old Navy credit union is, Hendrick said.

In 2013, White Street Partners, which includes Everett Atwell and Nelson Stabile, bought Peary Court from the Navy and its housing partner for $35 million, promising to deliver a 208-unit community of mostly single-family homes that would blend into the historic character of Old Town.

The decision to scrap redevelopment ends nearly three years of work to start creating what would have been the largest real estate project on the island since the transformation of the Truman Annex in the 1990s.

White Street Partners’ change of heart for the property coincided this week with two city leaders suggesting Key West buy the land for affordable housing, as the commission scrambles with the complexities of finding the financing for construction of hundreds of units.

Key West lacks 3,000 units of affordable housing, city leaders say.

Hendrick said Peary Court’s homes will be improved, starting with removing the vinyl siding and replacing it with Hardie Board, the fiber cement siding brand popular in the Keys.

On Wednesday, Hendrick took part in a two-hour meeting that included the city’s newly hired planning director Thaddeus Cohen, assistant city attorney Larry Erskine and attorney Bobby Highsmith, who now represents White Street Partners.

But the meeting was mostly to go over the proposed development agreement for the 48 new units that White Street Partners plans to file with the city, Hendrick said.

City staff understands the “financial obstacles” that stand between the city buying Peary Court.

“Anything is for sale at the right price,” Hendrick said. “The financial challenge is daunting for the city.”

White Street Partners had far grander plans for the property than new siding two years ago. They presented designs for a new 208-unit community where a “medium” home meant 2,000 square feet with two stories, three bedrooms and bathrooms and a den. A “large” home upped the square footage to 2,200 with the same number of rooms.

But between the protest of neighbors, including a group of Angela Street homeowners, and the scrutiny of the city-appointed Historical Architectural Review Commission, the developers have given up on transforming Peary Court into clusters of large homes.

“They recognized the difficulty in reaching a community consensus for that plan,” Hendrick said. “As it turns out, the property’s been a wonderful performer. It does pretty well financially.”

In 2013, the same developers yanked their plan for a 208-unit redevelopment moments before the city’s Historic Architectural Review Commission was prepared to unanimously deny it.

They hired a new architect and returned with a scaled-down plan, but could never gain any traction at City Hall.

For decades, Peary Court had been a gated community of military housing, which in recent years opened to civilian renters.

Residents of the Meadows neighborhood, including Angela Street homeowners, were happy to hear that White Street Partners’ grand plans — which included a water tower, swimming pool and dog park — had been discarded.

“The neighborhood has been pretty much united against some of the things they wanted to do, like taking down the fence on Angela Street,” said Steve Dawkins, a resident who keeps about 55 neighbors updated on Peary Court.

“They know they can’t do that.”

Dawkins, a retired U.S. diplomat who worked on policy negotiations in Bosnia in 1995, said he has stayed in touch with Hendrick and city staff and knew of the latest Peary Court plans.

Dawkins said his neighbors will remain “interested” when it comes to any future changes at Peary Court.

“We were pleased we were able to reach an understanding,” Dawkins said. “I don’t claim any credit.”

Peary Court this week became an example of what city leaders said were reasonably affordable rentals the city can’t afford to lose to pricey homes.

Key West would be wise to consider buying Peary Court as one way to preserve affordable housing, two city commissioners said this week, after city staff delivered two reports specifically on building three-story apartment buildings at a portion of the Truman Waterfront and at Poinciana Plaza in New Town.

“Nothing ventured, nothing gained,” City Commissioner Jimmy Weekley said Tuesday night at the commission meeting. “So let’s venture a little bit.”

Key West has room for up to 201 apartments at Poinciana Plaza and up to 70 units at a corner of Truman Waterfront, according to consultant Don Craig, the former planning director, and city planners.

That would mean three-story buildings at each site, with the average size of an apartment being 850 square feet, city staff said.

“Financing is the most challenging aspect and where we’d need the most work,” said Kevin Bond, the city’s senior planner, who made a presentation to the commission Tuesday night.

At the most conservative estimate, with a formula of $392 per square foot for total construction cost, the Truman Waterfront project would cost $23 million, staff said.

“These are very rough estimates based on total costs with a lot of assumptions built in,” Bond told commissioners. “Again, funding is the major challenge here.”

The Monroe County Land Authority, which buys properties for public projects, has about $9 million reserved for Key West, Bond pointed out.

“That’s only a drop in the bucket,” Bond said. “That leaves covering the rest of it with some other method.”

The city could consider different bond-buying programs, tapping the Bahama Village Tax Increment Financing property tax reserves for the Truman Waterfront housing.

But bonding isn’t ideal for affordable housing construction projects.

“Obviously very low-income or low-income rental rates only will not support re-payment of the bonds,” according to a memo by planning consultant Don Craig, the former planning director

Manuel Castillo, executive director of the Key West Housing Authority, praised city staff for compiling so much information in a brief window of time.

“But to quote a movie, show me the money,” Castillo said. “That’s the bottom line.”

Since 1999, the Key West Housing Authority has built, acquired or rehabilitated 369 units at a total value of $30 million, the city report states.

At the moment, the housing authority is in the midst of developing plans for an assisted-living complex of about 100 units at the 34-acre Poinciana Plaza, which already has 290 units of various ownership by agencies.

“We estimate a total of 200 units could be added to the property in different ways,” Bond said.

Key West may have to raise its building heights, which recently went up to a maximum of 40 feet in an effort to lower flood insurance bills and prevent flooding, said Commissioner Tony Yaniz.

“Mathematically, if we went to six [stories], we could put 400,” Yaniz said. “There are options there but of course we’d have to go to referendum to get the height raised out there.”

Bond said, “Those are options, yes.”

Any building height changes would require voters’ approval. In November, 81 percent of voters agreed to a height exception, to a maximum 40 feet, for certain properties to prevent flooding and lower flood insurance rates.

Yaniz reminded everyone that Key West has about 300 senior citizens in need of adequate housing.

Weekley also asked staff to check with the school district to see if it has any property available for construction of affordable housing, including its land at Trumbo Point.

“Anybody with a bagful of money would be welcome,” Weekley said.

As for the city purchasing Peary Court, Commissioner Mark Rossi immediately agreed.

“It should be affordable housing,” Rossi said, of the former military property turned into civilian rentals. “That’s the way to go. You lose that, you’re going to lose, man, a tremendous amount of housing for the workforce in this community. It would be like losing Poinciana in my district.”

Commissioner Teri Johnston at Tuesday’s meeting joked about Key West taking Peary Court via eminent domain.

“Shawn, can you just work on taking that by eminent domain?” Johnston asked the city attorney.

Smith smiled and replied, “Do you want the quick-take process where we just go get it or do you want the long, legal process?”

Johnston showed optimism for Key West’s ability to begin solving the city’s affordable housing crisis.

“This really sets out a path and there are so many things that are doable if we start moving on this,” Johnston said of the staff reports.

But, she added, unless the city puts one person to oversee affordable housing creation, “it’s going to get watered down or die on the vine.”

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I called Kari back, and told her of the Citizen article and some of my personal history with Jim Hendrick and, later, with Peary Court, about which I had published many articles at goodmorningkeywest.com.

In particular, I told Kari of a time when Jim had me over for dinner, and present were also his wive, Vera, and Todd German, and a woman named Donna Bosold. It was some time before I would learn that I was the only person there who didn’t know Donna was Jim’s girlfriend. Now, Jim and Donna are married and are business partners in Critical Concerns, Inc., a name Jim borrowed from the State of Florida having designated the Florida Keys as an area of critical concern, because of unbridled development and proliferation of septic tanks and cess pits. As far as I could tell, Critical Concern’s only concern was making money by advising land developers.

People in Key West, and even in the Florida Keys, know Jim by reputation, if not actually. He used to be the Monroe County Attorney. He was indicted, tried and convicted in federal court, for conspiracy and witness tampering arising out of allegations that, while he was the county attorney, he had facilitated a bribe of a sitting county commissioner by a real estate developer. The statute of limitations had run on the bribery allegation, but not on the consipiracy and witness tampering allegations. By the time Jim was tried, the county commissioner had died, as had one of the co-conspirators. The other co-conspirator, who was a friend of Jim’s and went by a nickname, The Prince of Darkness, made a deal with the FBI and wore a wire to a meeting with Jim, and what Jim said during that meeting had a lot to do with him getting convicted.

It was at that time that I was first getting to know Jim, and we became friends and we played a lot of chess together and I ate a number of meals at his home with Vera, Todd and Donna, under the impression, because it was what Jim had told me, that Donna was in mourning over the death of her fiance and Jim and Vera was Donna’s good friends and were trying to help her move through it.

So, we are having dinner and Jim and Vera’s home one night in later 2009, as I recall the timing, and Jim’s a bit in his wine cups and says to me that he’s going to prove to me that Pritam Singh is not possessed by Lucifer. I had published at goodmorningkeywest.com that Pritam was possessed by Lucifer. I told Jim to convince me.

Pritam was a good friend and client of Jim. Together, they had done a number of lucrative real estate developments, with Jim as Pritam’s expert consultant, including Truman Annex, which gated upscale development had left a really sour taste in Key West’s mouth, which years later would keep being brought up in the Peary Court hearings before the Historical Architectural Review Committee meetings, and in other public meetings.

To prove to me that Pritam was not possessed by Lucifer, Jim said Pritam is the best salesman Jim has ever known, or even has ever heard of. Pritam is such a good salesman, that he ccan get anyone he is trying to sell something to, to see what Pritam wants them to see, and not see what Pritam does not want them to see.

I chuckled, said, “That’s how Lucifer sells. I rest my case.” I did not say, but I thought it, that’s how Jim sells, too. For by then, I knew Jim to be that way.

So here’s what I’m thinking about the new course Jim and his developer client are taking with Peary Court. It’s a Trojan Horse, not what it appears to be, and the city should not go along with it.

I like the idea of the city acquiring that land and using it for affordable rental housing. The city needs no more new housing for sale. If the city keeps blocking the Peary Court developer and Jim Hendrick’s twists and turns, maybe the developer will tire and die on the vine, and offer the land to the city for a good price.

Where the purchase money might come from, I have no clue, if the Land Authority is not allowed to purchase it, and then build affordable rental housing there. Affordable to common folk: dock workers, hotel clerks, housekeepers, charter boat mates, sanitation workers, grocery store employees, etc. People who, today, can only afford to live in trailers, which are a vanishing endangered species in Key West, and in the Florida Keys.

I recall years ago at a county commission meeting, when I first laid eyes on Jim. He was representing a developer, who had purchased a trailer park on Stock Island, as I recall. Jim told the county commissioners that a special place in hell is reserved for developers who buy trailer parks and then evict the tenants, and that was not what his developer client was doing.

I wonder what happened to the people living in that trailer park?

Jim, who was an altar boy trained by Jesuits, and Pritam, who has a checkered history on the US mainland, and previously became a Sikh, say they are Buddhists. I wonder how the Buddha feels about that?

Moving laterally,

mosquito

Walking on Cutthroat Road out to the bus stop on US 1 yesterday morning, a fellow driving a Monroe County Mosquito Control truck hailed me, “Sloan,” so I stopped and had a chat with him.

He said he was coming out of the woods on the gulf side of the island, where he had been dealing with salt water breeding mosquitoes. Good luck on that, I said, with these islands surrounded by saltwater. He agreed, said 85 percent of the mosquitoes around her are saltwater breeders, and there is nothing that can be done about them. I said saltwater breederrs are about half as big as the fresh water breeders, and because of their small size, saltwater breeders have an inferiority complex and something to prove. They bite more and harder than their bigger cousins.

I said I’d learned all about saltwater mosquitoes when I lived on Little Torch Key; before then, I’d never heard of saltwater breeding mosquitoes, and when I lived on Little Torch, another skeeter control employee told me saltwater breeders do not carry disease dangerous to humans, that’s the fresh water breeding mosquitoes’ job.

The skeeter control fellow yesterday said, back in time a ways, he had gotten involved in trying to help homeless people, but he’d come to realize it was uphill and few, if any, success stories, and he gave that up. I said, yes, it is hard to turn most homeless people around; I’ve been saying that for years, and it isn’t well received, but I keep saying it.

I said there was an article about Florida Keys Outreach Coalition in the Citizen.

Thursday, April 9, 2015
Giving credit where credit is due
Achievements through fresh start, sobriety recognized
BY MICHAEL QUIRK Citizen Staff

The Florida Keys Outreach Coalition held its 24th annual meeting and awards luncheon Wednesday, recognizing achievements from volunteers and clients alike.

One of the clients recognized at the meeting was eight-year resident Willie Aaron. A native of New York City, Aaron was unable to maintain a job because of alcoholism. He was homeless and working odd jobs to supply his habit when, in 2007, his mother bought him a bus ticket to come down to Key West, where he he became a part of the FKOC program.

“I came down here and thought the shelter was going to be like the others with 50 guys in a gymnasium, and I was surprised how nice it is,” Aaron said. “It’s a place they’ve made a home, somewhere I want to come home to, where there’s always help and there’s always food.”

Thanks in part to Alcoholics Anonymous, Aaron quit drinking and has been sober since entering FKOC. As he got acclimated to the program, he started taking on more responsibility. He started off as a monitor at the residence before becoming an employer.

Now, he is working full-time as a maintenance worker, assisting with landscaping, tiling, painting and plumbing among other tasks. According to Aaron, his newfound sobriety and employment have given him a new lease on life.

“I want to stay here as long as I can because I love my job and I’m learning something new every day,” he said. “I now have clear thoughts and a steady focus; I’m staying sober and helping others.”

FKOC deputy director of Housing and Supportive Services Stephanie Kaple said the structure provided by FKOC has allowed residents like Aaron to stay sober and get their lives back on track. Rev. Thomas Sterner, the senior program manager for FKOC and Aaron’s boss, said Aaron has changed dramatically since he came to the shelter.

“He really took the bull by the horns, was determined to get his life together and he’s done that,” Sterner said. “He’s enjoying his lifestyle, enjoying sobriety and he’s enjoying life again.”

Aaron declined to give a speech when he was presented with the award, but later described why receiving it means a lot to him. “It lets people know that it can be done,” he said. “There’s people here to help you if you need it and you can get your life back, I’m a spitting image of that.”

FKOC chairman Sam Kaufman was presented with the President’s Appreciation Award by Rev. Stephen Braddock for Kaufman’s 15 years of work with the organization. Kaufman also led the elections of the board members, who were later sworn in by Judge Peary Fowler. “It’s a distinct honor and privilege to be here,” Fowler said after she administered the oath of office to the board members. “I love being here.”

Following a virtual tour of the FKOC, Kaple announced the 10th annual Capt’n Kidd Humanitarian Award recipient was Diana Schilling, for her work particularly with the men’s program. Schilling, who spends part of her year up north, was humbled and surprised by the award.

“I love doing this and I get so much out of it that I just brag about you guys to everyone back in Michigan,” she said. “I love watching (clients) grow and it’s so nice to see them more whole and vibrant again.”

Sam Kaufman is my friend and my lawyer. Stephen Braddock is my friend. I did five months in FKOC’s program in 2003, after going into it because I was living on the street and was dying of MRSA and needed medical treatment and a safe place to live and to recover. Right away, Steve and Bill Verge, who later was a city commissioners, asked me to run for mayor. The gave me the money for the filing fee. So I ran, and that was what I did, instead of working for pay, which is what clients are required to do in FKOC’s program.

The skeeter man said he’d read the Citizen article. I asked for his take on the fellow who’d been through FKOC, and was now working for FKOC? The skeeter man said, 8 years, the fellow had been with FKOC, counting when he entered that program. Aren’t people supposed to go through the program and get on with doing something else? I said that was my understanding, and why come there was nothing reported about anyone who had done that? Was FKOC gratuating anyone back into independent living and mainstream?

I asked Kari to read the article, and she said it looked to her like FKOC is being run by alcoholics, like her; they don’t know how to help people get better and graduate; they don’t understand the 12 Steps; and they will use the Citizen article to try to get grants for FKOC. She knows about getting grants, she did it in the past. She said that was one thing that bothered Randy Cohen Brown, Executive Director of Southern Assistance Homeless League (SHAL).

Brown knew Kari knew how to write grants, and how to spin them for the best results. And Brown knew Kari’s husband, David Dangler, had spun grants, And seven or so years after Kari and David were divorced, David had gotten a $157 million contract from FEMA, for Hurricane Katrina clean up in New Orleans. Then, David absconded with $37 million of the $137,000 to Honduras, where he bought a bar and was later reported dead from drug overdose.

That was the nice David Dangler, who had been taking showers with his and Kari’s daughter, who was touching David’s penis in the showers, which a nice judge on Plantation Key knew from evidence in David’s and Kari’s divorce case, and gave custody of the daughter to David anyway, and that was how Kari died and went to hell.

Back to the Citizen article about Florida Keys Outreach Coalition.

I told Kari that my experience staying with FKOC was FKOC didn’t graduate all that many people into independent living. Some of FKOC’s clients went to work for FKOC. Many of FKOC’s clients relapsed. I saw one of its star clients, who had become an FKOC monitor and counselor, relapse and wander the streets of Key West in a drunk or drugged stupor. I’d had old timers in AA and NA tell me 95 percent of the people who enter those rooms go back to using. I attended perhaps 100 AA, NA and ALANON meetings, which was required, when I was a client of FKOC in 2003, and, as far as I could tell, I was the only person in those rooms who was was being pushed through the 12 Steps by God, and the rest of the people in those rooms seemed just to be attending meetings and trying not to relapse; or they had relapsed and were still attending meetings.

Kari has done lots of rehab programs. She knows very well that, once addicted to booze, or to any other narcotic, it’s darn hard to stop. The founders of AA were of the view that it was not possible for them to get better, if God wasn’t helping them. They did not talk about their higher power. They talked about God, which became unfashionable as time passed, and God was taken out of the 12 Steps, and higher power was put into God’s place.

There is only one God regardless of how people put their own personal spins on what God, or their higher power, is telling them – if God, or their higher power is telling them anything. It’s a good bet, though, that it’s the devil telling an addict to keep using, and it’s the devil making up reasons and excuses for the addict to justify the addict keeps using.

Kari keeps saying the violation of her probation, because she went back to drinking, which, under the terms of her probation she was not supposed to do, is bizarre, because her court appointed public defender lawyer and the judge presiding over her case are as much alcoholics as she is. I think she has a good point, and I also think she needs to stop drinking, so she can start living, irrespective of how much the judge and her public defender lawyer may drink.

If Kari had not been drinking, most of the problems she has today, including being convicted for aggravated batter with an unloaded pistol, while under the influence of alcohol, would not have happened, and she would not gone before that judge, and she would not have had that public defender for her lawyer, and she would not have lost her child in a nasty divorce proceeding years before she was convicted.

Kari called her probation officer (PO) yesterday, and was told the judge had issued a warrant for her arrest, and $200 bond, and the judge had not yet decided whether or not Kari can enter the JIP in-jail rehab program, which, if she completes it, will clear her slate with the local criminal justice system.

Kari is convinced she was railroaded on Key Largo, for a variety of reasons. She is convinced she was tagged with stuff that had to do with the man she was living with, and not with her, and with her husband before that. Both men left plenty of ill will up there. Kari is convinced the daughter of the man she was with, when she was convicted, came to blame her, Kari, for her father’s later death, and the death two days later of her crippled brother, who had lived with their father until Kari was incarcerated, and then the daughter had to look after them both. Her father had diabetes, and was not taking his diabetes medicine. He and his son died while Kari was incarcerated. Then, Kari received a letter, in prison, from the daughter, saying not to come back to her father’s house, ever, and all of Kari’s belongings had been gotten rid of.

When Kari was released from jail, on probation, she was clean, not using. She had no place to live. She went to living on the street in Key West. She applied to FKOC, and to Samuel’s House, which has recovery programs just for women and women with children, and she was turned down because of her aggravated assualt with an unloaded pistol felony conviction. She was unable to get paying work because of that conviction. She was unable to leave the Keys, because she had nothing lined up anywhere else, nor could she get anything lined up anywhere else. She went back to drinking. Why not? She was fucked no matter what she did.

That’s where I found Kari, which the angels arranged. Right away, she was attacked by people I knew, some were pretty good friends, I thought. I was attacked myself by people I knew, some were pretty good friends, I thought. I’ll tell you now I viewed the attacks: as the work of the devil, because, finally, a real effort, which might work, was being made to help Kari. A real effort, launched by angels of God, one of whom calls himself Jesus, one of whom calls himself Archangel Michael, one of whom calls herself Magdalene Melchizedek.

Kari started experiencing those three’s presence, mostly her dreams, but in other ways also. Kari is having a heck of a struggle coming around to accepting that she is being interdicted by supernatural beings. This ain’t nothing like what folks in 12 Step programs are experiencing. This is something that is not of this world. Now remains to be seen where it will go. I have no clue. Nor does Kari. Nor does anyone in a human body, except, if Kari keeps drinking, hell is the starting point and the destination. FKOC is right. There is no way to help a homeless addict, who is using. The addict has to stop using, to get help. Then, my opinion, the angels (the higher power) have to step in and help the addict.

In another life, so to speak, I did a lot of therapeutic work with people such as I met when I was in FKOC’s program. I also had psychiatrists and psychologists and licensed clinical social workers come to me. I had New Age healers and addiction counselors come to me. I had people trapped in cults come to me. I had religious people come to me. I had inmates in prisons asking me for help. I did a lot of intensive work with a lot of people, one on one and in groups.

Once upon a time, I offered to FKOC that I do that kind of work with their clients, in exchange for room and board and a living wage. I got no response to my offer. The other day, my kind host, for now, Todd German, asked if I was thinking of applying to get into FKOC, as a client? I said that would never work, they’d want me to try to get a $9 an hour job, which would never pay the rent or grocery bills, I’d never graduate from FKOC. However, if they asked me to work with their clients in the way I know how to do it, guided by the angels, and if they gave me my own room in which to live, for free, and if they paid me enough money to make it fair for me, then I’d work with their clients.

With the angels’ and my help, in short order, the clients would be dealing with stuff they never thought they would ever deal with, and with stuff they never knew was there to deal with. It would be so different from anything they before had experienced, that there would be no way to prepare them for it; they would simply have to go into it and have the experience, or bail, or deline to even give it a try. I would call all the shots; there would be no oversight by FKOC regarding my methods, which were taught to me by people, at first, then those methods were exponentially expanded and enhanced by angels.

Kari said last night, if I went in that direction with FKOC, then all hell would break loose. For sure. All hell breaks loose anytime real healing is happening, because the sick person is in hell, and the very last thing the devil wants is for the sick person to start getting better. Even if the sick person is FKOC.

I well remember back in 2004, when I reported a stink coming out of the room of a client FKOC was warehousing, the client had a mental condition and never would get better, absent an Act of God. The monitors went haywire. Their supervisor went haywire. She told me I could not rock the boat like that, I was a client. I said, baloney, FKOC was my client. She looked at me like I was insane. I left FKOC and went back to living on the street, which was a lot more sane, as long as the gestapo cops and crazed homeless people and hungry mosquitoes left me alone at night.

Today, 13 years later, I doubt I would survive living on the street. Too many gestapo cops, crazed homeless people and hungry mosquitoes, and I’m older and more worn out, and the angels have increased my spirit workload more than a tad, like maybe 100 times what it then was.

Sloan at Smathers Beach

sloanbashinsky@hotmail.com

Post-script:

After publishing the above, I heard form Kari that she had spoken with her probation officer and she has to turn herself in this afternoon, for violation of her probation, which does not allow her to drink. 20 days in jail, for violating her probation. She will go through detox. The judge on Plantation Key has yet to say if Kari can go into the JIP in-jail rehab program, which is 6 months and, Kari understands, would free her from the criminal justice system, if she completed that program.

I’m headed into Key West on the lower keys shuttle in a little while, and I’ll walk through that today with Kari.

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Key West PD, “protecting and serving the people in paradise”

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Charles Eimer's take down

In today’s Key West Citizen (keysnews.com), my thoughts in bold italics:

Thursday, April 9, 2015
Feds investigating Eimers’ death
BY GWEN FILOSA Citizen Staff
gfilosa@keysnews.com

The U.S. Department of Justice is “currently investigating” the 2013 death of Charles Eimers, the Michigan man who died days after Key West police officers held him facedown on the beach during an arrest, according to a letter that arrived Wednesday at City Hall.

The letter is the government’s response to the Jan. 26 written request by the Citizen Review Board for a federal civil rights investigation of the Eimers case.

The CRB lacks the resources to launch its own probe of the case “to assure the public that there has been a thorough, complete and fair investigation of the matter,” wrote CRB chairman Michael Behrend in the Jan. 26 letter.

“We apologize for our delay in responding,” wrote Robert Moossy, Jr., section chief of the Civil Rights Division’s criminal section. “We have carefully reviewed the information which you furnished. Federal officials are currently investigating the matter.”

But to what degree the federal agency will investigate isn’t clear yet, said attorney Robert Cintron.

“Who knows how the investigation is going to turn out,” Cintron said. “In a sense, I think it’s just a courtesy letter. I don’t think you can draw any conclusion from that letter other than the fact they are investigating the Eimers case.”

However, Cintron, said the agency could have simply declined to investigate or reported it hadn’t found any civil rights violations.

Police Chief Donie Lee is aware of the letter, city spokeswoman Alyson Crean said Wednesday.

“He has said all along that he welcomes the investigation,” Crean said. “We are cooperating fully.”

Eimers, 61, was taken off life support at Lower Keys Medical Center at his son’s request Dec. 4, 2013, six days after several Key West police officers worked to restrain him facedown on South Beach off Duval Street.

Eimers stopped breathing, he was suffocated, and died on the beach. Here’s a link to the bystander’s video, which turned upside the cops’ version of what happened:

The Thanksgiving morning arrest came after Eimers blew through a traffic stop on North Roosevelt Boulevard, according to police car video.

Wasn’t Eimers stopped by the cop, and then didn’t Eimers drive away? Blew through? At what rate of speed did he blow thought? North Roosevelt was all torn up at that time, it was a traffic nightmare, even for locals. Eimers had only just arrived in Key West.

The death was ruled an accident by the medical examiner’s office, although Eimers’ struggle with police officers the morning of Nov. 28, 2013, was noted in the autopsy report.

The medical examiner resigned and left town before his report was issued. He had not seen the bystander’s video. He had taken the word of the cops, who were on top of Eimers.

His family sued the city in April 2014, claiming excessive force led to the retired auto worker’s death.

In February, the city settled the federal lawsuit for $900,000, conceding to none of the family’s allegations.

Lee called the settlement a “business decision by the insurance carrier.”

Yeah, the insurance carrier knew it could not win the case, so it settled to save itself paying out even more money in damages and defense lawyer fees and court costs.

A Monroe County grand jury, the Key West police department and the Florida Department of Law Enforcement each cleared all officers involved of any wrongdoing last year.

Yeah, FDLE’s investigator Cathy SmitH was the ex-wife of and mother of a child of KWPD Scott Smith, who supervised the cops who were on top of Eimers on South Beach. By FDLE’s own regulations, Cathy Smith was not supposed to investigate a case in which a close relation was involved.

Eimers Mr. and Mrs. Smith

But the Citizen Review Board, a volunteer, city-appointed panel of seven local residents, asked both the U.S. Department of Justice and the FBI to look into whether Eimers was the victim of excessive police force.

CRB executive director Larry Beaver said the federal official’s response Wednesday certainly indicates that a civil rights investigation into Eimers’ death is under way in Washington, D.C.

“They’re doing what we asked them to do,” Beaver said.

The CRB also questioned whether Eimers’ death received an impartial, thorough investigation.

“You can be assured that if the evidence shows there was a prosecutable violation of a federal criminal civil rights statute, appropriate action will be taken,” Moossy wrote in the one-page letter dated April 2. “Thank you for bringing the death of Mr. Charles Eimers to our attention.”

City commissioners approved the settlement on the recommendation of its insurance company. Key West holds a $1 million policy, attorneys for the Eimers family pointed out, saying the $900,000 award is the best they could hope for from a jury had the case succeeded at trial.

In striking the deal, the city and the Eimers family agreed not to assign fault to any officer or the city, rather “a compromise of a doubtful and disputed claim,” according to the paperwork crafted by attorneys.

But the settlement was made only between Eimers’ family and Officer Gary Lee Lovette. Claims against several other officers named in the lawsuit were dropped as part of the deal.

The payment “is not to be construed as an admission of liability,” the paperwork stated.

From the start, the Eimers case was a rare, bizarre incident for the island city.

Eimers arrived in Key West in a silver PT Cruiser filled with his belongings. Behind the wheel, Eimers was dressed in blue paper scrubs and had a hospital band around one wrist, police reported.

The PT Cruiser is seen on the police car video illegally swerving around Officer Gary Celcer’s police cruiser, which had been stopped for a red light at the intersection of Roosevelt Boulevard and Kennedy Drive.

Eimers used the boulevard’s southbound left-turn only lane to get around the patrol car. Asked by Celcer what he was doing, Eimers said he was “working for the God Almighty.” He drove away while Celcer was running his driver’s license.

Eimers yet had no clue in what way he was in Key West to work for God Almighty, who indeed works in mysterious ways.

Key West police last year suspended Lovette for five days without pay, citing the “lies and exaggerations” the officer made after the Eimers arrest.

That’s how Police Chief Donie Lee, and the state grand jury, dealt with what you are about to read below: Lee and State Attorney Catherine Vogel, made Lovette out to be a liar. In fact, Lovette was not lying when he shot off his mouth, boasting about what had happened on South Beach. Later, Lovette lied, by saying when he shot off his mouth he was exaggerating. The city’s insurance carrier was not looking forward to a jury hearing Lovette’s boasting, nor to a jury watching video’d depositions of KW cops getting caught perjuring themselves (lying under oath during their depositions), about what really happened on South Beach.

“Happy Thanksgiving,” Lovette was recorded by his Taser stun gun saying within hours of the struggle, “We just killed someone.”

Lovette then says that while on South Beach, Eimers was beating up on six police officers with “strength” that no “human being” should have.

Not hardly, but Eimers was being smothered to death, and that caused him to start struggling.

Lovette then says he committed “blunt trauma to the head.”

Don’t say that, a woman tells him.

“Me, I dropped the f—ing bomb on his head,” Lovette tells the group. “I was that close to Tasing him. I’m glad I didn’t … We’re all going to be investigated now.”

click here to reach all Key West the Blue Paper (thebluepaper.com) articles on the Eimers case.  The Blue paper broke the case. But for the blue paper, we’d never heard of Charles Eimers, and the Citizen never would have reported anything about him. Maybe some day the Citizen will do an article on the blue paper and it’s courageous investigating and reporting in the Eimers case.

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Arnaud and Naja Girard, blue paper co-publishers, and here are more of Arnaud’s Eimers case “cartoons”

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Here’s a link to DOJ’s letter, which CRB Vice-Chairman Tom Milone emailed to me yesterday:

DOJ Letter

The Facebook chat reported in yesterday’s post at goodmorningkeywest.com, grew a few more tendrils concerning Gary Lee Lovette, so here’s the entire discussion:

South Carolina Police Officer Michael Slager Charged With Murder of Unarmed Black Man After Shooting [Click on that link to see the news story and watch the video, not pretty.]
A police officer in North Charleston, South Carolina, was charged with murder Tuesday after a cell-phone video was released of him fatally shooting an unarme…
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  • Sloan Bashinsky So, Victor. If this had happened in Key West, do you think the officer would now be charged with murder?
  • Victor Clarke Why don’t you ask the KW CRB AND Donnie Lee.
  • Sloan Bashinsky Seems both of our questions were facetious.
  • Kurt Wagner Only if the victom was black.
  • Sloan Bashinsky I was thinking about Charles Eimers
  • Kurt Wagner Eimers was white, nobody cared.
  • Sloan Bashinsky So, Kurt, if the KWPD had gunned down Hatman from behind, as he fled a traffic stop, nobody would have cared? Did you see Gweko Phlocker’s FB post yesterday, that Hatman had died? I got confirmation near the county library later yesterday. He had learned he had cancer, and he didn’t want to do the cobalt treatments. The person said Hatman had killed himself. Or, he had staged his death, so the cops would believe he was dead. I don’t see KW’s police chief or mayor doing what the Charleston cops did, if that had happened in KW, if the victim was white, black, brown, yellow or red, or even purple or pink. I see them doing all they could to spin it, just like they spun it in the Charles Eimers case.
  • Sloan Bashinsky I told the CRB months ago, just because a person runs away from the police doesn’t mean they can shoot him/her in the back. They have to have caught him/her in the act of a serious felony, to be able to shoot. In that instance, the CRB was considering cases in which the cops had tazered fleeing bicyclists, who did not stop when ordered to do so.
  • Sloan Bashinsky The way Mayor Cates and the city commissioners and Donie Lee handled the Eimers case, and Officer Gary Lee Lovette, gave every KW cop the nod that Lovette is the kind of cop Key West wants, the official model police officer. Ain’t that peachy?
  • Sloan Bashinsky While this nice model cop above is at large, leading the charge “protecting and serving in paradise” (what I saw on the side of a KWPD cruiser yesterday, Kari, whom you have maligned viciously, Kurt, is vilified by you and many, for having waved an empty pistol, in its holster, at a tenant in her and her fellow’s home, who was not paying his rent, and who had come in drunk, wrecked their refrigerator, was in a screaming contest with her much older boyfriend, who had serious medical problems, who was telling the drunk deadbeat to leave, and he would not leave, and he laughed at Kari, when he saw the pistol in its holster, he was horribly terrified, obviously, and he went outside and dialed 911, and Kari’s been in the pooping on the people in paradise bubba criminal justice system ever since, thanks to being an alcoholic, the worst of crimes in a community (the Florida Keys), where drinking booze is the national pastime and favorite tourist attraction, while Kari’s own public defender lawyer is on probation for driving his car drunk on US 1 and into the mangroves and the ocean, and the judge presiding over kari’s case is a drunk, but are Kari’s lawyer and the judge incarcerated for being threats to humanity that pale what Kari did? Nope, her lawyer and the judge are at large, running around loose, like Gary Lee Lovette, and Kari is facing being put back into jail by that judge, for drinking and violating her probation thereby,and either being in the general population, or in the JIP rehab program, where the judge and Kari’s lawyer themselves ought to be, in my stupid redneck justice opinion. As for Gary Lee Lovette, he ought to be in a maximum security prison, for the rest of his life, but, no, he’s the Key West’s mayor, city commissioners, chief of police and people of Key West’s model cop, maybe because he’s white? Maybe because he’s a bubba conch? Maybe because he has stuff on his city bosses they don’t want him to blab?
  • Kurt Wagner My point Sloan is that if Eimers had been black, it would have been reported on ever major network in the country, Obama and Holder would have launched an investigation, Jessie and Al would have come to Key West to stir up trouble. But since Eimers was white, his killing by cops received virtually no attention or investigation outside of Key West. I couldn’t find any mention of Hatman on Gwecko’s page, is hhe really dead?
  • Kurt Wagner Also, I thought this thread was about cops killing citizens. You again ran of to rant about Kari’s troubles.
  • Sloan Bashinsky This case in Charleston is a little more bizarre than the Eimers case, and it should go viral … I compared it to the Eimerrs case, only to suggest, if it had happened in Key West, instead of in Charleston, the Key West mayor, city commissioners and police chief would have treated it like they treated the Eimers case; the KW cops did nothing wrong. Key West and the Florida Keys are on my plate; nothing I can do about Charleston, Ferguson, etc. While Gary Lee Lovette is at large, on the loose, in a KW cop uniform, a truly dangerous man, Kari is a dangerous person, according to her probation officer, the local police and sheriff deputies – that’s a bit of a ludicrous joke, and that’s why I brought Kari into it, and her lawyer and the judge presiding over her case, they are plenty dangerous, too – I thought why I did all of that was obvious.
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  • Sloan Bashinsky see the ending of my “liberty and justice for all post athttp://goodmorningkeywest.com/?p=29378 today

    While hanging out in Bayview Park yesterday, with my…
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  • Victor Clarke How much is a life worth 5.3 Million in L.A ……..$900,000.000 in KW ……http://www.latimes.com/…/la-me-ln-shooting-settlement…

    The Los Angeles County Board of Supervisors on Tuesday…
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  • Sloan Bashinsky Kurt, I don’t know if Hatman is dead. I reported what I had seen on Facebook and was told by a local radio show host. As you know, Hatman spent many years butting heads with KWPD. He had decals on his van, one said something like “being beaten black and blue by KWPD”. He left Key West, finally, after he was convicted for living in his van. Later, he returned. The radio fellow told me Hatman finally had obtained a loan and had bought a home near Daytona. Then, he learned he had cancer. He was old, didn’t want to take the cobalt treatments. So, he killed himself. Or, maybe he just faked his death and is alive and the cops think he’s dead. That’s all I have heard from people. A dream last night leaves me now thinking Hatman is dead. An old college fraternity brother, last name Graves, from the Daytona area, was in the dream, and I said I had not expected to see him. On Charles Eimers case, youse and meese know, Kurt, if the cops had not thought Eimers was homeless, living in his vehicle, they would have treated him differently.

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Kari and Sloan

While hanging out in Bayview Park yesterday, with my naughty lady from shady lane Kari, I told her we were having a good time, for free, and just thinking about us doing that in a public park would drive some people in Key West crazy and they would not be able to sleep at night.

A little while later, I saw a man o’war bird, aka frigate bird, fly low directly over us, headed toward Garrison Bight.

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I thought to myself, spiritual warfare was heading my way. That’s what man o’ war birds herald for me, when I see them.

Within an hour, I was feeling my G.I. tract start to get tight, and then I started feeling poisoned, and that increased as the rest of the evening progressed.

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After getting back to Todd German’s home on Cudjoe Key last night, via Key West Transit Authority’s lower keys shuttle, which costs old people $1.50 one way, I went online and saw that Vicious van dweller amigo Victor had dropped a very different kind of protect and serve cheer into my Facebook timeline yesterday,

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South Carolina Police Officer Michael Slager Charged With Murder of Unarmed Black Man After Shooting [click that link to see the entire article and the video taken by a bystander, not pretty]
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Michael Slager, 33, was arrested by the South Carolina Law Enforcement Division and faces 30 years to life in prison or the death penalty, state officials said in a news release.

In the video, which was obtained by The New York Times, Slager shoots at the suspect — later identified as 50-year-old Walter Scott — about eight times as he runs away in a vacant lot.

The officer, who is white, said the suspect, who is black, took his Taser and that he feared for his life. The Justice Department is also reviewing the incident, which comes on the heels of other police-related shootings involving unarmed black men.

CHARLESTON COUNTY SHERIFF’S OFFICE

North Charleston police officer Michael Slager is seen after his arrest April 7 for the murder of Walter Scott, an unarmed man whom he had pulled over.
  • Sloan Bashinsky So, Victor. If this had happened in Key West, do you think the officer would now be charged with murder?
  • Victor Clarke Why don’t you ask the KW CRB AND Donnie Lee.
  • Sloan Bashinsky Seems both of our questions were facetious.
  • Kurt Wagner Only if the victom was black.
  • Sloan Bashinsky I was thinking about Charles Eimers
  • Kurt Wagner Eimers was white, nobody cared.
  • Sloan Bashinsky So, Kurt, if the KWPD had gunned down Hatman from behind, as he fled a traffic stop, nobody would have cared? Did you see Gweko Phlocker’s FB post yesterday, that Hatman had died? I got confirmation near the county library later yesterday. He had learned he had cancer, and he didn’t want to do the cobalt treatments. The person said Hatman had killed himself. Or, he had staged his death, so the cops would believe he was dead. I don’t see KW’s police chief or mayor doing what the Charleston cops did, if that had happened in KW, if the victim was white, black, brown, yellow or red, or even purple or pink. I see them doing all they could to spin it, just like they spun it in the Charles Eimers case.
  • Sloan Bashinsky I told the CRB months ago, just because a person runs away from the police doesn’t mean they can shoot him/her in the back. They have to have caught him/her in the act of a serious felony, to be able to shoot. In that instance, the CRB was considering cases in which the cops had tasered fleeing bicyclists, who did not stop when ordered to do so.
  • Sloan Bashinsky The way Mayor Cates and the city commissioners and Donie Lee handled the Eimers case, and Officer Gary Lee Lovette, gave every KW cop the nod that Lovette is the kind of cop Key West wants, the official model police officer. Ain’t that peachy?
  • Sloan Bashinsky While this nice model cop above is at large, leading the charge “protecting and serving in paradise” (what I saw on the side of a KWPD cruiser yesterday, Kari, whom you have maligned viciously, Kurt, is vilified by you and many, for having waved an empty pistol, in its holster, at a tenant in her and her fellow’s home, who was not paying his rent, and who had come in drunk, wrecked their refrigerator, was in a screaming contest with her much older boyfriend, who had serious medical problems, who was telling the drunk deadbeat to leave, and he would not leave, and he laughed at Kari, when he saw the pistol in its holster, he was horribly terrified, obviously, and he went outside and dialed 911, and Kari’s been in the pooping on the people in paradise bubba criminal justice system ever since, thanks to being an alcoholic, the worst of crimes in a community (the Florida Keys), where drinking booze is the national pastime and favorite tourist attraction, while Kari’s own public defender lawyer is on probation for driving his car drunk on US 1 and into the mangroves and the ocean, and the judge presiding over kari’s case is a drunk, but are Kari’s lawyer and the judge incarcerated for being threats to humanity that pale what Kari did? Nope, her lawyer and the judge are at large, running around loose, like Gary Lee Lovette, and Kari is facing being put back into jail by that judge, for drinking and violating her probation thereby,and either being in the general population, or in the JIP rehab program, where the judge and Kari’s lawyer themselves ought to be, in my stupid redneck justice opinion. As for Gary Lee Lovette, he ought to be in a maximum security prison, for the rest of his life, but, no, he’s the Key West’s mayor, city commissioners, chief of police and people of Key West’s model cop, maybe because he’s white? Maybe because he’s a bubba conch? Maybe because he has stuff on his city bosses they don’t want him to blab?

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My naughty lady from shady lane Kari told me this morning of her dream last night, and of the night before: same dream, in which I was driving a chariot drawn by four horses, and a man was riding beside me on his horse. We were leading some kind of major charge. Following in my and the other horseman’s wake was a throng of people, around and through which Kari was riding a horse, keeping the throng happy and together, as we all rushed ahead, into battle.

My friend Todd German,

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who has kindly taken me into his home on Cudjoe Key for a while, was the first chairman of Key West’s Citizen (Police) Review Board, the formation of which was strongly resisted by the then sitting mayor and city commission, and the police department and the police benevolent union. A petition drive got the CRB onto a voter referendum, and the referendum passed by about 70 percent.

Todd also is Hometown PAC’s Chairman; hometown hosts calls to candidates and candidate forums. And Todd sits on the Key West Citizen Editorial Board. Todd was in the US Army Special Forces many years ago, in Central America. He remains very disturbed about how the city handled the Charles Eimers case.

My own view is, the police thought Eimers was living in his car, he was homeless, and that’s why they were so rough with him, and that’s why he died in their care, with model cop Gary Lee Lovette leading the charge.

Charles Eimer's take down

I’m running late today, again. More has happened lately, which might be of interest to some of my readers, perhaps not to other readers.

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Briefly, I was hired today by a fellow who has completed a biographical book about his wild adventures with errant local pilots and errant local, state and federal law enforcement officers. The stories he has shared with me verbally, and on Facebook, are beyond extreme and bizarre, but fit right into this little asteroid belt, which calls itself paradise.

I had consulted with him about his many stories, and had told him to just write it down, and stop talking about it. Now I have the manuscript and will edit it and put it into a little different shape/arrangement, while leaving his way of telling the wild tale, which has many wild tales within it, in tact, to preserve his unique down home, yet sophisticated, voice and perspective.

This book he has written probably will be about as well received, or not even as well received, as BUBBA JUSTICE IN KEY WEST: Pooping on the people in paradise,

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which, I heard, got removed from the local county branch libraries, after the local Conchs went rabid about how it treated them.

My new employer gave a copy of his manuscript to Naja and Arnaud Girard today. They publish Key West the Newspaper, but for whom and which, we’d never have heard of Charles Eimers.

For any law enforcement officers who might be interested, I will identify my client as having been portrayed on the Sheriff’s website in a mugshot as a woman, and later as a transvestite, neither of which he is. That’s the least of law enforcement’s worries about this fellow’s tale, and the tales within it.

I told him this morning, when he offered me the job, that it’s been a very long time since I was gainfully employed. That is, I was getting paid money for what I do. He is convinced something cosmic brought him all of those tales to tell, and brought him and me together, and him and the Girards together.

He’s right: angels arranged the introductions, all the way around.

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Kari and Sloan

Today, my homeless lady Kari is scheduled to meet with her probation officer re having violated the terms of her probation, by drinking.

Yesterday afternoon, I spoke with my friend, and my lawyer, Sam Kaufman about the JIP program in the county jail. It’s a six months in-house rehab program for people in dutch with the criminal justice system, who cannot get straightened out living on the outside (not incarcerated). JIP particpants eventually are allowed to get work outside the jail, but stay there at night.

Sam has lots of experience in the local criminal justice system. He said he is very high on Cathleen Costello, a former addict and prison inmate, who helps run the JIP program.

Kari is freaked out about being incarcerated again, and I don’t blame her: I would be freaked out about being incarcerated. However, she knew what would happen if she went back to drinking after she was put on probation. If she doesn’t get into the JIP program, she faces being incarcerated in the general populaltion, again, and drying out anyway.

What concerns me, if Kari is put back in jail, or in prison, what happens when she gets out? I see no way she will be able to make enough money to avoid being homeless, again. Unless my financial situation changes, or someone offers Kari gainful employment, she will not be able to pay the high Key West rents. She says she has no realistic options back where she lived in Missoiuri. It’s a really mess.

I taked with Sam about Kari getting into Florida Keys Outreach Coaliton’s (FKOC) program for women. Sam is Chairman of FKOC’s Board. To get into FKOC, applicants have to be drug free, ie. produce clean urine.

Normally, FKOC will not accept a person with an aggravated battery with a deadly weapon conviction, which Kari has. Sam said yesterday, if Kari does the JIP program, and has Cathleen Costello’s backing, and my and Sam’s backing, then perhaps Kari will be allowed to enter FKOC’s women’s program, if Kari is truly committed to doing it.

Last night, I dreamt of Father Stephen Braddock, FKOC’s CEO, and also my friend. He said an adjustment at C-2, in my neck, was needed. C, as in, see; 2, as in Jesus – my dream code. Steve is a Catholic priest. In the Gospels, Jesus, who was homeless himself, told his disciples, if they abided in him, they would come to know the truth and the truth would make them free.

Looks to me, from my side of this, it is important that Kari meet with her probation officer and surrender to whatever the probation officer and the judge presiding over Kari’s case decide. Anything else is more of the same, and Kari being a fugitive, and having yet another charge brought against her, after she is caught. How can she escape with no money and a serious alcohol addiction, which will put her into the DTs after she runs out of vodka?

The DTs are dangerous, often fatal, if not managed medically. Intentionally going into the DTs cold turkey is suicidal. Contining to drink, at the level Kari is drinking, is suicidal. Continuing to live on the street, for Kari, is suicidal. Her only hope is getting inside and clean. Our own hope together, as a couple, is her getting inside and clean. I have know this all along, and have not been living in a state of delusion, as some of my well-meaning friends have told me.

However, I am looking at other things in play, which have meaning to me, but not to anyone else except Kari and my friend Brenda in north Georgia, who is in shaman training.

I’m also looking at what I told my friend Todd German, in whose home I am staying for a little while, thanks to Todd’s kindness. When Kari came into my life, I was brought back to life. And, of late, my physical health is improved, and that can only be due to Kari and my being together, and the angels’ activity around that.

That said, I step back and look at Kari as a proxy for many homeless people in the Key West area, who have gotten in dutch with the local criminal justice system. These homeless people are trapped here. Even if they are not using booze and/or other disabling drugs, they cannot earn enough money to pay the high local rents, buy groceries, etc. They cannot leave the area, unless they have a secure situation somewhere else. To leave the area without their probation officer and a judge’s permission, violates their probation and makes them fugitives. If arrested somewhere else, they will be incarcerated as fugitives and brought back to Key West. When finally released, they will be homeless, again.

Therefore, and given the steady and often vicious local complaints about homeless people, perhaps the Key West City Commissioner, the Monroe County Commission, Sheriff Rick Ramsay, State Attorney Catherine Vogle and the local judges need to rethink, entirely, how they deal with people like Kari.

Given all I now know about Kari’s past, from her, from my dreams, it’s probably a miracle she’s still alive, and it’s certainly no wonder that she is like she is today. Even so, it’s now on her to move forward, or stay as she is.

I told Kari all of that last night, on the telephone, even as she was freaking out about what might go down today. I told her that I wondered how doing JIP, and then FKOC’s programs, would help her, if she still was unable to earn enough money to live in Key West? I told her, the only way out I see for her, and for us, is I come into a pile of money. But I don’t see that happening before she gets straightened out. Or, if it does happen, the angels will not let me use the pile to get Kari off the street, if she is still drinking.

A vicious van dweller criminal amigo sent this yesterday:

Victor Clarke shared a link to your timeline.
In a recent hearing, he was right to remind lawmakers of America’s “broken” criminal justice system.
NYTIMES.COM|BY THE EDITORIAL BOARD

Members of the Supreme Court rarely speak publicly about their views on the sorts of issues that are likely to come before them. So it was notable when Justices Anthony Kennedy and Stephen Breyer sat before a House appropriations subcommittee recently and talked about the plight of the American criminal justice system.

Justice Kennedy did not mince his words. “In many respects, I think it’s broken,” he said.

It was a good reminder of the urgency of the problem, and a stark challenge to a Congress that remains unable to pass any meaningful sentencing reform, despite the introduction of multiple bipartisan bills over the past two years.

The main topic of the subcommittee hearing was the Supreme Court’s budget, but a question on prison overcrowding from Representative Steve Womack, Republican of Arkansas, gave Justice Kennedy a chance to lay out his views.

Inmates watching television at Angola State Penitentiary, Louisiana, 2002.Opinion: Let Prisoners Take College CoursesAPRIL 4, 2015
“The corrections system is one of the most overlooked, misunderstood institutions we have in our entire government,” he said. He chastised the legal profession for being focused only on questions of guilt and innocence, and not what comes after. “We have no interest in corrections,” he said. “Nobody looks at it.”

That is not entirely fair; many lawyers and legal scholars have devoted their careers to studying the phenomenon of mass incarceration in America and to improving intolerable prison conditions. But Justice Kennedy was right that all too often decisions about sentencing and corrections are made without meaningful consideration of their long-term costs and benefits, or of their effect on the millions of people who spend decades behind bars.

“This idea of total incarceration just isn’t working,” he said. “And it’s not humane.”

Justice Kennedy has often talked about human dignity in his nearly three decades on the court, and that principle figured into his assessment of one of the most widely used control techniques in modern American prisons: solitary confinement. The practice “literally drives men mad,” he said, describing one case the justices heard recently involving a man who had been held in isolation for 25 years.

One obvious way to end this practice would be for the court to ban it under the Eighth Amendment, which prohibits cruel and unusual punishments. Justice Kennedy — whose regular role as the swing vote on a closely divided court gives him tremendous power — has a mixed record on that amendment. Several times he has voted to uphold breathtakingly long sentences for nonviolent crimes. For example, in two 2003 cases, he joined the five-member majority that let stand sentences of 25 years to life and 50 years to life for men convicted in California of thefts totaling a few hundred dollars.

Justice Kennedy’s response to such manifestly unjust results is that fixing prison sentences is the job of lawmakers, not the courts. But that too easily absolves the justices of their constitutional responsibility. The four justices dissenting in the California cases argued that those grossly disproportionate sentences violated the Eighth Amendment.

In more recent years, Justice Kennedy has increasingly invoked the amendment in sentencing cases, as he did in writing the 2008 decision prohibiting the death penalty as a punishment for child rape, and in 2010 and 2012 when he voted to bar sentences of life without parole for juveniles in most circumstances. He also relied on it in a 2011 decision ordering California to reduce overcrowding in its prisons, a condition that threatened inmates’ physical and mental health.

Justice Breyer, who before joining the court helped design the modern federal sentencing guidelines in the 1980s, told the committee of his own concerns about the justice system, and in particular was sharply critical of mandatory minimum sentences. Such sentences, he told the representatives, are “a terrible idea.”

The justices were right to lay these issues directly at Congress’s door. They can accomplish only so much on their own. Meanwhile, states from Texas to California to New York to Mississippi have been reforming their prisons and their sentencing laws for several years now, with overwhelmingly positive results. Now it is Congress’s turn to reform the unjustly harsh and ineffective sentencing laws it passed in the first place.

Parallel is this peachy article in the recent Konk Life (konklife.com), my peachy thoughts in bold italics.

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KEY WEST HOMELESS SHELTER FINANCING HITS SNAG
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Key West homeless shelter financing hits snag

BY PRU SOWERS

KONK LIFE STAFF WRITER

A lack of progress at the state level allowing Monroe County Land Authority funds to be used to pay for the proposed new Key West homeless shelter was a popular topic at the recent Florida Keys Day in Tallahassee.

The Key West City Commission is fanatical about having a new homeless shelter, but the fanaticism is not matched by any willingness to pay for the shelter with city money.

After hearing that state Rep. Holly Raschein, R-Key Largo, hasn’t been able to find a bill to attach her proposed legislation to, Mayor Craig Cates wrote a letter urging her to continue her efforts to introduce a bill in this year’s legislative session. At the request of county and city authorities, Raschein’s bill would allow the Monroe County Land Authority to use its funds to build affordable housing. Currently, the Authority’s directive only allows it to purchase land for those types of projects, not construct them.

I’m fine with the housing authority being able to build truly affordable rental housing, but not in a million years will Mayor Cates, nor any of the city commissioners, nor anyone convince me that a city homeless shelter is what the housing authority, or its money, is supposed to have anything to do with. Trying to use the housing authority’s money for a homeless shelter is beyond the pale.

And Key West City Commissioner Tony Yaniz also buttonholed Raschein at the March 31 Florida Keys Day in the state capitol, asking what the next steps were going to be since she has not been able to find a promising current bill to attach her legislation to. So far, the bills Raschein has attempted to piggyback on have either died or stalled.

For good reason, given Key West aim to use housing authority funds for a new homeless shelter.

“Holly said she may attach her bill to another,” Yaniz said of his conversation with her on March 31. “She’s going to try to attach it to another bill. She will try to attach it to a current bill.”

Key West officials are counting on Raschein and her colleagues to approve a change in language in the county Land Authority’s mission statement, allowing it to expand how it spends the money it collects from a half-cent bed tax placed on Key West hotel, B&Bs and transient rental guests for every dollar they spend. The language change would let the Authority, which is currently sitting on over $9 million, to use that money to construct, redevelop and preserve affordable housing in the county, instead of using the money only to purchase land for those types of projects.

Again, I support this state legislative change, as long as the city’s homeless shelter is specifically excluded. The city’s own staff have said the city presently needs 6,000 affordable rental units. 6,000. For people who are not yet homeless, but might become homeless, or have to leave the area, because they cannot pay high Key West rents, or even Monroe County rents.

Key West officials want to raise the estimated $1 million to build a new overnight homeless shelter on Stock Island – a move required when the city lost a legal battle with the owners of Sunset Marina, where the current shelter is located – by selling the former Easter Seals building, 5224 College Road, to the Land Authority. The Authority would then either offer the city a long-term lease or give the property back to the city outright, and the city would use part of the money from the sale to build the new homeless shelter.

Why not increase the city sales’ tax, to pay for the new homeless shelter? Why not levy a city booze tax, to pay for the new homeless shelter? Why not stop doing stupid things, which get the city sued for money damages?

At least that is the idea, which is drawing opposition from different corners, including Key West developer Ed Swift, who wrote his own letter to Raschein, saying the proposed language modification would completely change the responsibilities of Land Authority members.

“The make-up of the Land Authority Board would need to be changed so that they can evaluate proposed construction projects, not land purchases,” Swift wrote in his letter.

True, but I trust the housing authority far more than I trust the city government and developers, to build truly affordable rental housing. I trust the city government and developers to build housing which makes developers lots more money, and for that to happen, the housing cannot be truly affordable. The city needs no more new housing, which is not truly affordable rental housing.

But that argument was rebutted by Mayor Cates in his response to Raschein. Cates said the proposed mission change would give the Authority more flexibility to achieve its mission.

“Including construction and redevelopment capabilities should not affect the composition of the land authority advisory committee as the current members have experience and familiarity with housing development. In particular, the advisory committee has a member who developed at least 50 units of affordable housing in the City of Key West in 2010. And another who is a real estate broker with broad experience in affordable housing,” Cates wrote to Raschein.

Again, affordable housing is a political football (spelleld, SCAM), if developers are involved.

Key West City Manager Jim Scholl said that he is proceeding with the planning for the new homeless shelter at the Easter Seals site, despite the delay in financing.

Makes great sense to me. Spend lots of city staff time designing a new homeless shelter, before the city has the money to pay for it; before the city has a clue how to pay for it.

“We’re going to continue to move forward with the planning. If we can’t use Land Authority money, we’ll look for opportunities for [other] funding, see what’s out there. There may be community block grants,” he said.

Meanwhile, something in the Key West Citizen (keysnews.com) today also stirs my blood a bit. I am tempted to say this caper, too, is pure bull shit, but there is always an unstated (unacknowledged) subtext in Key West political machinations. My happy thoughts in bold italics.

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Tuesday, April 7, 2015
City to vote on new height law
BY GWEN FILOSA Citizen Staff
gfilosa@keysnews.com

The City of Key West is steps away from sealing into law the right for locals to raise their properties a few feet higher, up to a maximum building height of 40 feet in some cases, to protect against flooding.

On the island, where most of the buildings below flood elevation are single-family homes, the height limit had been stuck at 25 feet.

Approved by 81 percent of voters in the Nov. 4 general election, the building height law adds an exception to Key West’s regulations in an attempt by city leaders to lower insurance rates and prepare for sea level rise, according to a staff report.

Are you wondering what the subtext is?

“We’re waiting on the new flood maps from FEMA and they may change everything,” Mayor Craig Cates said. “This is kind of for the future.”

Cates said he won’t be at today’s meeting because he is out of town. But he expects the final vote to go smoothly in favor of the new law, given the mandate by voters.

Are you wondering what the subtext is?

In a city focused on preserving its historic character, the new rules drew skepticism from a few critics.

The critics know there is a subtext.

But city staff argued that the new height rules are needed to guard against devastating flooding, the type that in 2005 destroyed at least $164 million in insured personal property.

Are you wondering how many property owners in Key West can afford to raise their homes/ buildings? Are you wondering how many homes/buldings can be raise without being destroyed? Are you wondering how many property owners can afford to have their homes/buildings torn down and rebuilt higher?

In the end, the height exception passed by more than 4-to-1, with 6,467 voting in favor and 1,496 voting against.

When I saw that vote outcome, I said to myself, 81 percent of the people in Key West are either insane, or are blind, death and dumb, or they see the opportunity to make a lot of money off their homes/buildings, by selling same to developers, who will tear down those homes/buildings, and built new homes/buildings higher, and sell same a huge profit. Here come the spin doctors.

“In order to maintain life as we know it, both public and private buildings, services and transportation networks must be elevated,” wrote senior planner Kevin Bond and consultant Don Craig in the 10-page report sent to City Manager Jim Scholl.

Don Craig was the City Planner, when this scheme was hatched. He hatched it. Then, he quit and moved to Colorado, to work there. Then, he got hired to consult the city, since nobody else knew what he knew.

The new law “helps people protect themselves and what is important to them from flooding,” they added, while also rejecting the idea that

Er, what happened to the rest of that sentence? What idea was rejected? Maybe the idea that this ordinance is a developers bonanza?

City commissioners meet at 6 p.m. today at Old City Hall, 510 Greene St. with the item on their agenda.

They unanimously approved the first of two required readings of the building height exception March 17.

Raising a home is completely voluntary.

And completely dependent on the homeowner being rich.

Built on porous limestone rock that can’t be buffered against flooding, Key West already floods in spots during high tides without a drop of rain.

City staff warns that sea level rise will only bring more “frequent flooding events,” the report states.

“Climate change will result in increased frequency and intensity of storms and may cause greater sea level rise,” according to the report.

The new law does not change the height limitation currently outlined in the “comprehensive plan and land development regulations,” nor does it change the point from where height is measured –the crowd of the road.

It also doesn’t change or trump any existing historic architectural guidelines, such as the restriction that height can’t exceed 2.5 stories

Instead, the law provides an exception to the height restriction tied to the elevation of the building to or above FEMA flood levels.

The maximum elevation of a building is four feet above the base flood elevation, a distance called “freeboard,” and the exception cannot put a building higher than 40 feet.

According to representatives from the National Flood Insurance Program, the cost of flood insurance drops “significantly for every foot that a building is raised above the flood zone level,” Bond and Craig’s report states.

At city commission meetings, I kept asking the mayor and city commissioner and Don Craig how many people would raise their existing homes/buildings? Had the city done any market research on that? I said I figured very few people would raise their homes buildings/higher, and I kept hearing back the same gobblygook you read above. They had no clue, if anyone could raise his/her home/building higher. That told me there was a subtext, and I kept telling them the subtext: this was a developers ordinance, and they kept saying it was not a developers ordinance. Developers are licking their chops over this ordinance. Developers will not have to fight and scratch for new building permits, which are severely limited by the State of Florida. Developers can buy an existing home and remove it and rebuild a far more expensive new home, and sell it.

The maximum savings possible comes from raising a building to three feet above the base flood elevation.

“Your house could be right at flood [base elevation] but you can make it four feet above,” Cates said. “If you go a foot above it, you get a better discount.

I wonder how many people Mayor Cates knows, who have told him they will raise their home? I wonder if he knows anyone who has told him that he/she will raise his/her home? I wonder the same about the six city commissioners. And, I wonder if they own homes, and if they will raise them? And, people think I’m joking, when I say, anyone who wants to be mayor of Key West is insane, a crook, or an ego-maniac, or any combination thereof.

Sloan at Smathers Beach

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big fish and other tales from the deep and beyond – Key West call to psychics, tarot readers, etc.

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Mother Nature lover, amigo, Jerry Weinstock, M.D., Psychiatry, replied to yesterday’s tardy Happy Easter :-), Key West, Florida Keys post at goodmorningkeywest.com:

SLOAN: caught a record fish after an unbelievable battle–left it go —couldn’t bear to kill it..
The fight lasted over one hour. Anyhow, I read your poetry late late at night when I can concentrate.
The Ocean cleared our heads–it was our 54th anniversary—ached all over –swam early and I feel fine..
saw a lot of flying fish and fish chasing bait fish in the indigo water —Beautiful!

In the Sunday review –editorial section NY times Sunday–today–article written by a physicist–
we are made from stardust–lucidly and truthfully—very good page 12.—- First, — top article–on page.
could open some people’s minds which is usually a good thing.–anyhow Easter Cheers and regular Cheers !!
Jerry

I replied:

Hi, Jerry – what kind of fish?

54th anniversary – kowabonga! Must be near a world record!

Can’t find NY Times article. Perused online other writings about us all being star dust, and it started with a giant cosmic explosion, which resulted in 2 elements, helium and hydrogen, producing other elements. But, I keep wondering, and asking, what created the stuff that did the big bang thing?

:-)

Sloan

Yesterday, I explained to Kari Dangler

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how the angels taught me to do an exorcism. Instead of trying to cast out demons, I am guided by the angels to point out what the possessed needs to do, to parcipate in the possessed’s own deliverance, one step at a time.

In that regard, below is the second Key West Citizen (keysnews.com) report in the past few days, on a horrible local tragedy:

City commissioners will consider naming the athletic field in Bahama Village the Matthew L. Gilleran Recreation Field, after the 14-year-old who died in January 2013.
The commission meets at 6 p.m. Tuesday at Old City Hall, 510 Greene St.
A soccer player who worked the concession stand at the field and devoted hours to helping keep it watered, Gilleran “and his family were instrumental in the establishment of the recreation field,” city staff said in a recent memo.
Gilleran, a ninth-grader at Key West High School, died Jan. 13, 2013, at a Miami hospital two days after shooting himself at his home. His father is Jim Gilleran, a city planning board member and Duval Street bar owner.

My thoughts:

Why does someone, who committed, suicide get a sports field named after him? Perhaps the back story of the suicide is in play?

Matthew Gilleran was said to be gay. He was said to be getting rough bullying (hazing) about it at Key West High School. He was said to have gotten hazed the Friday he went home after school and sent out goodbyes to his Facebook friends, and then shot himself in the head with his father’s pistol.

Matthew’s father os a prominent Key West business man, owner of the 801 gay bar and club on Truman Avenue, which I have heard many times, including from former Key West Police Chief Gordon “Buz” Dillon, and a male friend of local prominence, who said he had participated, has a private room where gay orgies occur.

Key West is a mecca for gays and lesbians. Years ago, the Key West City Commission adopted the gay and lesbians creed, “We are all created equal members of One Human Family,” as the city’s official philosophy.

The Key West High School principal, the Superintendent of the Monroe County School District and the Monroe County School Board swept the bullying of Matthew Gilleran under the rug, by denying there was hazing.

I led the charge at goodmorningkeywest.com, trying to get the perps and the Key West high school principal, and the school district and the school board disciplined (punished), for turning a blind eye in Matthew Gilleran’s case, and in similar cases in the past. I got nowhere.

The perps circled the wagons, much like the Key West Police Department and its police chief, Donie Lee, the Key West City Commission, the city manager and city attorney did in the in-police-custody death of Charles Eimers, on Thanksgiving Day, 2013.

While the death of young Matthew Gilleran was a grim tragedy, which still goes begging for justice, I do not see any reason for the new sports field on Truman Waterfront to be named after Matthew by a city commission which laid low after Matthew killed himself; by a city commission which carried on business as usual with the school board, school district, and Key West High School, as if nothing wrong had happened at Key West High School.

If the City Commission goes forward with naming the new soccer field after Matthew Gilleran, the City Commission also should officially declare Thanksgiving Day, Charles Eimers Day. To see why, click here for the many Key West the Newspaper (thebluepaper.com) articles on KWPD killing Charles Eimers, and the subsequent cover up and perjury. But for Arnaud and his wife Naja, we never would have heard of Charles Eimers.

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Moving sideways, I told Kari, yesterday, how the angels began my preparation in exorcisms. They arranged for someone to loan me HOSTAGE TO THE DEVIL, by Father Malachi Martin, a Jesuit priest.

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I told Kari, before reading that book, I did not believe Evil, that is, Lucifer and that realm, actually existed. Kari asked, how could I not believe that realm did not exist? I said, I could not explain it, other than I did not believe it existed, and the New Age does not believe Evil exists.

I said Christendom believes Evil exists, but Christendom also believes it has nothing to fear from Evil, becuase it is saved by Jesus – which is just what Evil wants Christendom to believe. Likewise, I said, Muslims believe Evil exists, but they believe they are the true religion and have nothing to fear from Evil, which is just what Evil wants them to believe.

Kari asked me what was Buddhism’s stance on Evil? I said, Buddhism recognizes the dark side, but it has no place for God in its cosmology. Buddhism is into increasing consciousness. I should have added, being Buddhist is no more protection against Evil, than is being Christian, or Muslim, or New Age.

I told Kari there are six exorcism cases in Malachi Martin’s chilling book. Five are about lay people, who unwittingly got themselves possessed. The last of the five cases is about a man who had gotten involved in ancient spiritual practices, sort of like, but not really like, some New Age people do. He, like the other four possesseds in Martin’s book, was depossessed by Roman Catholic exorcist priests.

The sixth case, I said, was a Roman Catholic priest living in China, who attempted an exorcism alone, which is not advised. During the procedure, someone knocked on the door to the room in which the priest was attempting the exorcism. The priest was distracted, and in that moment the demonic spirit gained entry in to the priest. Kari said, yes – she already knew why.

I said, in any exorcism, the priest knows he is the demonic spirit’s target, and the possessed is the demonic spirit’s bait. Kari said, yes – she already knew it.

I said the priest knows he will be attacked by the demonic spirit, through the mouth of the possessed. Every bad thing the priest has done will be said through the mouth of the possessed. The priest also will be attacked for being a priest, hiding from life, hiding from being in relationship with a woman, hiding from living fully.

The priest knows this is coming, and for that reason the priest tells his assistants it is coming, so they will not be distracted, and thus themselves become infected by the demonic spirit; or they do something, which distracts the priest and gets him infected. It’s their role to assist the priest in every way he instructs them, ahead of time and during the procedure, including holding the possessed down when the climax comes and the demonic spirit is violently trying to prevail, through the possessed.

Kari said the demonic spirit sent the person to knock on the door and distract the priest, who was doing the exorcism in China. I said, yes. And from that moment on, the priest’s life was forfeit, and the only question was, would he lose his soul, too, or would he save it?

I said the priest had a friend, who, I recalled, also was a priest, and the two of them sometimes talked of the infected priest’s predicament. The infected priest mostly was going it alone, using prayers and faith and internal struggle, and, just before he died, he prevailed, with God’s help, and he was free of the demonic entity.

I said, alas, Christendom itself is possessed by Lucifer, and any exorcism by a Roman Catholic priest delivers the possessed from the demonic spirit into a relogion possessed by Lucifer. That, I said, probably was why I was not taught to do exorcisms like Roman Catholic priests are taught. I simply keep pointing out the next step, for the possessed to take, and its up to the possessed to take that next step, or not take it. That method is much safer for me.

I told Kari of a New Age friend, who also was deep into Taoism and yoga, and health food, whom I had been asked to invite into the training being offered by Jesus, Archangel Michael and Magdalene Melchizedek.

My friend was a non-practicing Jew. He took offense at my invitation. And at my invitation that he read HOSTAGE TO THE DEVIL. Then, his favorite Jewish grandmother came to him in a dream, holding that book. So he read it. Then, he told me he had a problem, didn’t he? I said, yes. I had seen it. How had I seen it, he asked. When he had turned sideways to me, in his profile, I had seen Lucifer, I said.

Later, he was given a Eve woman, for paradise mating. She was having a great deal of trouble adjusting to the changes and the training. One day when he lamented to me on the telephone about her goings and comings, I asked if he wanted me to see if I could get any information for him? He said, yes. I told I’d get back to him, if I got anything.

Right after hanging up the telephone, I got it. Yikes! Although he wasn’t a practicing Jew, he was super reactive to the Holocaust and to anything he felt was anti-semitic. What I had gotten from the angels was his Eve was an incarnation of the same soul which had been Adolph Hitler. That was the end of his and my friendship.

Kari said, but I myself am not pure; I am getting infected when I engage demonic entities. I said, yes, but the angels are protecting me, if I do what they tell me to do.

This was not an entirely comfortable conversation, given Kari’s own personal predicament. She is an alcoholic, she lives on the street. She has a criminal record. She is facing having her probation violated, because she failed a urine drug test. She is facing being back in jail, in a drug rehab program, which she does not wish to experience.

Kari also is facing a man, who loves her; a man, whose soul is now fused with her soul, in paradise mating. Her dreams graphically paint our soul fusion, her predicament, and the potential of our relationship. Her dreams are created by the angels who brought us together, Jesus, Archangel Michael and Magdalene Melchizedek. Also in that troop is Kali, the Hindu Goddess of destruction and transformation, a female Jesus, essentially.

I asked Kari early on, if she remembered her dreams? She said, yes. I said, if we became an item, her dreams would change. I reminded her of that yesterday. She said, yes, her dreams have changed; she is not thrilled about it. I said, yes, but she is thrilled about us being in love, isn’t she? Yes, she said.

I told her that it is so very hard to be a woman on this planet, where women are second class citizens. Because of that, women on this planet want to be men. Because of that, men, who are put into paradise mating with a woman, have to endure not only the man’s side of the arduous training, but also their Eve’s volatile and often violent resistance to the the woman’s side of paradise mating, on this planet where the feminine is despised.

I had told Kari a few times that the last novel to come though me, HEAVY WAIT: A Strange Tale, is a kindergarten presentation of paradise mating. I told her the other day that what she and I are experiencing is the grown up version.

Paradise mating defies all human conventions. Paradise mating jumps all human systems. Paradise mating is in but not of this world.

I have published many times that Jesus and Mary Magdalene were a paradise mating couple. That’s plain as day in the Gospels.

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If she publicly washed his feet wither her tears and hair, and anointed his feet with precious ointment she scarce could afford, what did she wash and anoint him with, when they were in private?

As is it plain as day in Paul’s writings that he was gay, and he dealt with it by being celibate. That was his thorn in the flesh, which he wrote he had asked God to remove and it was not removed. The reason Paul was gay also is plain as day in his writings, and in Acts of the Apostles, when he was Saul and was persecuting Christians and having them killed. Eve, the feminine, was destroyed in him.

It did not matter to God that Paul was gay.

Alas, Paul’s writings, putting men on top, and women below, making sex dirty, did terrible harm in Christendom. Harm the paradise mating ritual Jesus and Mary Magdalene did had rectified at the level of soul, only to be shredded on this world by it being cloaked in the Gospels, to the extent that Christendom’s god is a male trinity – homosexual.

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The Holy Spirit (Ghost) is the feminine side of God.

Jesus made a big stink about Her in the Gospels, when he told his disciples they could blaspheme him, and they would be forgiven, but if they blasphemed the Holy Ghost, they would not be forgiven.

When Jesus came out of the tomb, after having a near-death experience, he sent his wife, Mary Magdalene, to the men disciples, to tell them the good news, the gospel: that she had seen him, Jesus, and he would be with them shortly.

Jesus told them that the Holy Ghost was coming to them, to replace him, who had to leave them. After he left them, the Holy Ghost did come to them, and then they stopped being children in spirit, and became adults. Jesus had planet the seeds, but the Holy Ghost had germinated and sprouted those seeds.

If Judas had not killed himself, he would have replaced Jesus as the leader of that flock, and Saul might not have met Jesus on the road to Damascus, and become Paul, and the New Testament might have turned out really differently. As might have Christendom turned out really differently.

As it was, Jesus asked Magdalene to head east with him, but she did not wish to leave her culture. So, he, with a heavy heart, left her, and their child in her. Soon, it was a capital offense in the Roman Empire to be a follower of Jesus, and Magdalene had to flee, to save herself and her and Jesus’ child.

They went to southern France, where the Cathar sect of Christendom later sprang up. The Cathars acknowledged Jesus and Magdalene’s relationship, and their child, whose bloodline had spread throughout Europe, and beyond, by the time the Vatican had its nation allies in Europe destroy the Cathars and their churches and their libraries – as described in the book, HOLY BLOOD, HOLY GRAIL, another book the angels put in my path about the time they had me read HOSTAGE TO THE DEVIL and THE SPEAR OF DESTINY, by Trevor Ravenscroft, a Grail Knight.

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I told Kari yesterday about Ravenscroft’s book, and its two man characters, Adoph Hither and Rudolph Steiner, who both exposed themselves to a relic in an Austrian museum, known to have mystical properties, a spear, some people thought might have been the spear which had pierced the side of Jesus.

After being exposed to the spear, Hitler went one way, down the dark road, Steiner went the other way. Hitler was possessed by a major demonic spirit, which brought Hitler into power in Germany, and which also infected Hitler’s close circle of henchmen, and gave them more power.

During Wold War II, Hitler and his henchmen’s nemesis was Rudloph Steiner, who could travel in spirit and did so, and sat in on Hitler and his henchmen’s secret meetings, and they knew he was doing it, and they tried twice to assassinate him, because he was reporting to the Allied Command what he was seeing and hearing during his eavesdropping.

All according to Ravenscroft, in THE SPEAR OF DESTINY.

Today, the bloodline of Jesus and Magdalene’s child is viewed in some circles as The Holy Grail. For a fact, people having traces of that bloodline in them are different; they do not feel like they are from this planet. they do not get along well with the ways of the human beings on this planet. They are not liked by Lucifer, and attempts are made to derail them.

Actually, it is not necessary to have that bloodline in you, to become infected with The Holy Grail. It can happen by entering a Grail circle and undergoing its training, which is what Ravenscroft did. It can happen by being infected directly from the Spirit, by angels. In all cases, there is a training period; there is a waking up and a time of changes; there is a calling, and there is a being cut out of the collective (herd).

It seems the groundwork for today’s post was laid out in yesterday’s tardy Happy Easter :-), Key West, Florida Keys post at goodmorningkeywest.com.

When Kari called me at 6 a.m. today, she said she dreamt last night about horses. I said, besides her being a horsewoman when she was young, and her dream about a month ago of the 4 horsemen of the apocalypse riding toward her,

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In my dreams horses represent politics – as in, candidates for office are called horses, dark horses, etc. I said today’s post was about politics, but a bit different. Kari laughed.

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Yesterday, Kari pointed out a call for psychics, tarot readers, etc. in the Key West Citizen, some sort of fund-raiser at the Bottle Cap Lounge later in April. I wonder if they would like to have a pair of “psychics” who are in paradise mating show up and tell some big fish tales?

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    that’s a little horseshoe tattoo on Kari’s right flank, and that’s a vagrant tattoo on my right shoulder.

And this is how this fellow feels about politics, religion, etc.:

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Happy Easter :-), Key West, Florida Keys

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Today is Easter Sunday afternoon.

I spent yesterday, last night, and this morning with Kari Dangler, in Key West. She still does not believe my saying she is an incarnation of the same soul who was Mary Magdalene. So, I don’t suppose she believes I am an incarnation of the same soul who was Judas. Or that Jesus, Mary Magdalene and Judas were a team, equals, each with their own roles to play.

Kari and I had a lot of fun yesterday, and some not fun discussion, all of which is classified, for now. Except, Kari said her maternal grandmother, who had married a man of German Jew ancestry, had told her, Kari, that Eva Braun, Adolph Hitler’s girlfriend,and briefly his wife, had been with him to save her own family, who were Jewish. I said, so Hitler was a two-faced hypocrite. Yes, Kari said.

So, Kari and I both are part Jewish – my paternal great grandfather was a Polish Jew. Otherwise, Kari’s ancestral bloodline is far more interesting than mine. Up her bloodline is Jesse James and Mark Twain. And a bit more, which is classified.

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four horsemen

I don’t see anything beckoning to me in today’s Key West Citizen, nor in yesterday’s Keynoter. Nothing beckons at Key West the Newspaper.

I don’t feel up to publishing, yet again, how Jesus, Archangel Michael and Magdalene Melchizedek showed me to view the events leading up to the crucifixion of Jesus, and the events following. It’s unfortunate that the truth probably never will be generally known, and Christianity probably will remain a superstition, which honors Jesus and his teachings far more in the breach.

Perhaps the angels will pound me for taking a day off. It’s been a long time since I took a day off. But then, perhaps I should replay this from yesterday’s and the day before yesterday’s posts at goodmorningkeywest.com, which once upon a time Rainforest had egged on:

a mind opened by wonder

April fool

as the Bash world turns …

The Keys have pretty well lost their glow for me, and I blame it all on having run for office six times down here. As late as 2007, I wept when I reached the Overseas Highway coming down here, and I wept when I left the Keys. No longer. I blame the angels for it, as much as the politics, since it was the angels that made me run for office. If you think I ever would have run for office on my own initiative, you are a hell of a lot crazier than you think I am.

a prayer for the Keys

From rainforest to yesterday’s as the Bash world turns …post, which (rainforest’s reply) almost moves me to tears.

Sloan, Sorry to read that the Keys have lost their glow for you. You are part of what MAKES the Keys glow! Your daily writings and concern for the homeless and all that goes on in the Keys is sunshine in a dark room. We would be bumbling around in the dark, stepping on each others toes without the light you and your words shine on all the items and obstacles scattered around. The glow you cast on a daily basis is just enough light to let us see how to dance. Thank you

My reply:

Actually, I am moved to tears
Tears not for the Keys
Tears for exhaustion
Tears for beating my head against a coral wall
Tears for hearing from a ray of sunlight
Tears for what I lost by getting involved

From age 14
from staying at the out of the way funky Ocean Reef Club
from going fishing one day with Capt. Angus Boatwright out of Whale Harbor
from discovering the Green Turtle Inn
from waiting days for the sun to shine so I could go out with a guide bone fishing
from being on the flats all day and seeing two skittish bonefish on the outside of Key Largo
from cussing God for not making better weather
from counting the days until the next year’s spring vacation at El Capitan in Islamorada
from catching a bonefish
from learning to see bonefish in the water
from learning to pole a skiff
from learning to catch bonefish on my own
from taking other people bone fishing for the sheer joy of watching them catch a bone fish
from wanting more than anything to be a flats guide
from age 14 wanting to live in the Keys and call them my home
from never having the guts to do it
from being sent here after everything else fell through
from living on sidewalks with no money
from starting all over from scratch
from being put in charge of sewerage collection and treatment
from staring in disbelief at what had become of me
from getting up every morning and dragging myself forward
from hearing fools preach to homeless people
from watching fools hold forth in government meetings
from my love affair with the Keys crumbling and eroding
from my health going way south of the southernmost point
from my dreams falling into the dust bin
from my longing to be with the woman of my dreams dying
from my poetry becoming an epic tragedy
from my soul art dying in childbirth
from my words circling back to mock me

I died in the Keys
I was beaten and gave up and died
I no longer enjoy fishing
I no longer enyoy being on the flats
I no longer care for a place run by inbreds
I tolerate the ruling class as they tolerate me
I see them pulling the strings others do not or will not see
I see them at their social gatherings basking in their royalty
I see them better than they see themselves
I see the parasites they have attracted from the mainland and groomed
I see them better than they see themselves
Familiarity breeds contempt
Their poison has poisoned the very coral itself
Mother Nature must be really distressed
Maybe she is more than distressed
Maybe she is pissed
Maybe she will wield her power and take back what is hers
There is no way Conchs will do it for her
They proved so many times
Let the Conchs duke it it out with Mother Nature
Let their mainland parasites experience the perfect storm
Let the truth come to light
Let the sun shine through
Let it be seen for ever after who rules the Keys is not the Conchs
They only think it so
They have shit where they lived
They have polluted their home
They have betrayed Mother Nature and their very own souls
You would know this if you had lived in their gutters
Wallowed in their sewers
Attended their churches
Sat through their government meetings
Watched their code enforcement games
Listened to their concern for human life during hurricanes
Heard them preach about building affordable housing
After they had widened the roads and bridges
While they issued new market rate building permits unceasing
As if the Keys were Texas or Siberia
And they fret and fume over a few homeless people
Made so by the society that invented them
They have no clue what is meant by invasive species
Let Mother Nature teach them
Because they do not listen to their own kin
Let Mother Nature ponder the movie Avatar
Let her decide whose side she is on
Let her run for public office
Let her attend and speak at candidate forums
Let her write editorials in the newspapers
Let her do interviews on US 1 Radio
Let her host her own websites
Let her write daily tirades and homilies
These are her islands in the sun
I’m just a man who once wanted to live here
Because I was in love with the Florida Keys
Until the Conchs and their parasites from the mainland
Became my bed mates and business partners and church congregations
And I became unable to separate them from what I had loved since I was 14
Ho
I dreamt off and on about that poem for 24 hours before I knew it was a poem
Maybe it resurrected what I once loved
Maybe it is time for the rainforests to fight for the Keys too
Perhaps watching The Emerald Forest will show them another way
Perhaps they will stand up to the termite people
Perhaps they will start their own websites
Perhaps they will risk what they love
Perhaps they will attend government meetings and give no quarter
Perhaps they will run for office
Perhaps they they will watch The Emerald Forest and learn a different way
I could not be more serious
You cannot fight Conchs and their immigrant parasites on their turf
You have to jump their system altogether
You have to paint bulls-eyes on your front and back
You have to be willing to lose everything you hold dear
Including living in the Keys to have any chance of winning
I could not be more serious
You cannot win on their turf
I proved it
Draw Mother Nature and the stars and comets into the mix
Think and operate outside the box
Leave them guessing what you will next do
Be willing to die to live
You are The Resistance
You are the rays of sunshine
You are the moonbeams
You are the starbursts and exploding galaxies
You are the rainbow comets who paint heavens beautiful and make angels sing
You are the key deer and dolphins and starfishes and seahorses and mermaids
You are The Résistance
You are The Résistance
You are The Résistance
Resistance is not futile
You are The Résistance
You are the rays of sunshine
You are the moonbeams
You are the starbursts and exploding galaxies
You are the rainbow comets who paint heavens beautiful and make angels sing
You are the key deer and dolphins and starfishes and seahorses and mermaids
You are The Résistance
Resistance is not futile
You are The Résistance
Ho

 

 

the eagle’s gift

From rainforest in the Keys, responding to yesterday’s post:

Sloan,

Thank you for writing this poem, A Prayer for the Keys. I have read it through twice now and will read it again before going to bed. I want to comment on it line for line but writing does not come easy for me. I’ll just give you some of my thoughts and reactions I experienced while reading it if it’s okay with you. If not, hit the delete key as I don’t wish to bore you with my unsolicited opinions. Here goes:
You have stood up and spoken for what is right while others sat mute.
Many times
over and over
you see behind the masks,
you pull the curtain back, exposing the fake wizards
You have done it well and you are exhausted
We – those of us who also see the sham
and the shame
each try in our own way to make it right
any effort is not futile
but it can be so gut wrenching,so heart breaking.
you are exhausted
You say your health is suffering and no wonder. You have been fighting a war. THEY have not won.
They WILL be defeated.
It may take more time but Mother Nature will nurture the Keys- and the earth
And you.
For a while, forget about the assholes, the shallow blind bastards
be lazy in your yard and be healed by mother nature and our beautiful Keys
You have done way more than your share. Sometimes all you need to care about is yourself.
From what I’ve seen you standing up for over the years and giving a voice to the homeless and those who can not speak up…and exposing corruption, carelessness and stupidity,
well, it’s overdue for you to be a bit selfish.
May your dreams bring healing and love

 

My response to rainforest:

Thank you.
I do not analyze or discuss the meaning of poetry that comes though me, as it has its own meaning which my mind may grasp in part and miss entirely in other parts. What I will say about yesterday’s poem is the first and longer part, which ends in Ho, was prompted by perhaps a dozen dreams during Monday’s night’s sleep and two ensuing naps during Tuesday, in which I tore into the Conchs. The second part of the poem, which also ends in Ho, was written twice. The first time, Tuesday evening. The second time after several dreams Tuesday night, which were so cosmic that they caused me to substantially modify the second half of the poem.
Please understand, everything I post is arrived at in this way, more or less. I see every post as part of a larger tapestry being woven with different qualities of thread, all relevant and important and necessary to the larger tapestry. Perhaps the poem yesterday heralded a shift in how my personal life will go, perhaps it had nothing to do with my personal life but was solely about the work I do. Time will tell about that. For I do not determine my own personal itinerary any more than I determine my work itinerary, as the two are one and are orchestrated from beyond my conscious mind and personal will.
I get up each morning and do what is before me to do. Somewhere in there, I eat breakfast. Then, nearly always, I go back to bed and take a nap. Then come more dreams, which can be corrective, preparatory and/or instructive. Later in the day, I very often take another nap, and sometimes I take three naps in a day, all naps filled with dreams. All of my dreams are corrective, preparatory and/or instructive. Some dreams also are restorative. Someone like Carl Jung might have quite a difficult time trying to fit my dreams into his dream paradigm. My dreams are like conversations with God, with God doing most of the talking and me doing my best to understand. Sometimes I get to do the talking in dreams, and a good bit of that happened in the dreams that led into part one of yesterday’s poem, and also in the dreams that led into part two.
Imagine only speaking English, then being taught Chinese. Imagine then dreaming in English and in Chinese. Imagine it all being in code. Imagine someone who has not had the same identical linguistic and encryption training trying to figure it out. LOL, it’s stretch enough for me to figure it out, and I get a lot of help from beyond when I cannot figure it out. Any adept shaman would understand this. Any adept shaman would know yesterday’s poem was a shaman poem. Any adept shaman would know that no shaman determines where the Spirit World will lead him or her.
Ho is a word I picked up from spending time around Native Americans and their white followers at Native American ceremonies conducted for white people. Not sure exactly what Ho means, but my sense is it’s an acknowledgement of what has passed by and its connection to the Great Beyond. I make no claim to be conversant in the Native American ways, even though sometimes I have visions and dreams that seem similar to those ways. Sometimes I have visions and dreams that seem similar to African aborigine ways, and to Australian aborigine ways, and to Taoist ways, and to Hindu/Yoga
ways.
Sloan at Smathers Beach
sloanbashinsky@outlook.com
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mentally-challenged homeless people, stranded ETs and other birds of a feather, the kundalini and other kindred spirits and functions – Key West day before Easter bake sale

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Heron-Peacock

In yesterday’s Key West Citizen (keysnews.com), my own thoughts in bold italics:

Friday, April 3, 2015
Outreach aids homeless
FKOC celebrates first year of Peacock program
BY MICHAEL QUIRK Citizen Staff

The Florida Keys Outreach Coalition celebrated its one-year anniversary with Peacock Supportive Housing, with cake, ice cream and a friendly get-together Wednesday afternoon.

The atmosphere was lively and jovial as Peacock residents and board members shared stories and sugary treats in one of the refurbished buildings on Spalding Court. Last year was a much more somber scene, as the program, which offers supportive living for homeless adults with serious mental illnesses, had fallen on hard times before the FKOC assisted.

Both buildings were in disrepair, said Stephanie Kaple, the FKOC Deputy Director of Housing and Supportive Services, and needed significant improvements. Thanks to $150,000 in private funding, the FKOC was able renovate and rebuild, and increased available beds from 32 to 38. The majority of the funds went to materials, as volunteers and local law enforcement provided much of the labor.

“We believe in what Father (Stephen) Braddock said and what he’s doing for Key West,” said Monroe County Sherriff Rick Ramsay. “There was no debate that we had to save Peacock and so we agreed to partner. We want these residents back on their feet and in society. It’s important to be part of the solution and not part of the problem.”

Kudos to Steve Braddock and FKOC, for taking on this compassionate program, which otherwise, Steve told me a while back, would have ceased operations. Perhaps I am mistaken, but it is my impression that Peacock residents are, in the main, too mentally challenged to be back on their feet and in society, in the sense of getting up each day and going to work and earning enough to pay for rent, groceries, etc. Given how many people have told me I’m insane, and given I am unable to earn a living wage, perhaps I should apply for Peacock myself.

Ramsay takes large groups of officers and inmates to Peacock and they do “whatever Father Braddock needs them to do.”

One former inmate, David Beiro, is a success story as a resident of Peacock. Beiro said he is grateful for the help he’s received in the program and has “never felt the love that he’s felt here.”

“I’m not physically well, but I’m well enough to know they’ve helped me,” he said. “I’ve lived a long life of crime but they’ve stuck with me, and I’m at a place where I don’t feel like a criminal anymore.”

I hazard a guess that there are a couple of hundred homeless people like David in Key West. Most of them are addicts, booze and or other narcotics, actively using.

Kaple said many of the residents are good people who just needed direction.

“We’ve created more structure and stabilization, rules and guidance, and we want our residents to feel happy and safe here,” she said. “I definitely think it’s been a success this past year. We’ve gotten great feedback from the mental health community and they’ve told us ‘thank you.’ ”

Kaple said all 38 beds are filled each night and there is a waiting list of 35 people. There is not much turnover in the program, unless a resident goes to live with family. Kaple said she would like to see the program grow in the coming year.

“I would like to expand the community programs and involvement, such as holiday parades,” she said. “Then they can get out and enjoy life so they don’t have to feel like they’re hiding.”

FKOC board chairman Sam Kaufman echoed the importance of a strong Peacock program, because otherwise “there would be nowhere for the mentally ill to go but the streets.”

Eat at the soup kitchen on Flagler Avenue, any day, 4 p.m., and see, meet and talk with quite a few homeless people who fit the parameters for the Peacock program, but who either don’t want to get into it, or are not eligible because of their drug usage. You also can see, meet and talk with such homeless people, by hanging out in Bayview Park and Higgs Beach, next to the dog park, in Key West, and by staying nights at KOTS, the city’s homeless shelter on Stock Island. Other venues are Mallory Pier, the begging zone on Caroline, near Margaret Street, the North Roosevelt Boulevard shopping center parking lots, the KOTS staging zone, across the street from the Easter Seals property on College Road on Stock Island, Bernstein Park on Stock Island, the McDonald’s on North Roosevelt Blvd, early any morning.

Resident Crystal Krabbe spoke glowingly of her time in the program and the sense of community she feels with others in the building.

“Some of us have owned houses and had great jobs, but it doesn’t matter where we’ve come from or what we’ve done,” she said. “What matters is we’re all here now and we’re a family.”

The many long-term homeless people I have known have had similar stories to tell. I suppose 90-05 percent of them were/are active addicts, and 75 percent of them were/are mentally ill, diagnosed or undiagnosed, and all of them suffered serious soul trauma, which cannot be fixed, but can be prevented from getting worse, if they get off their drug(s) of choice and are able to live inside. If they don’t get off their drug(s) of choice, they just continue getting worse, living inside or outside.

mquirk@keysnews.com

It has been my impression that many long-term street people I have known simply gave up on trying to fit into mainstream, because, for a variety of reasons, it no longer was working for them. I can relate to them in that way, because mainstream stopped working for me, too. I simply did not fit into mainstream any longer, and while I didn’t turn to drugs to try to feel better, or to escape, I felt like I was from another planet, trying to get by on a planet where there was no one else like me. Somewhat in that regard …

Vicious van dweller criminal Victor posted to my Facebook timeline yesterday:

Sloan Bashinsky commented on a link.

Although I have had countless mystical experiences, all the time, day and night, awake and asleep, for nearly 30 years, I am not aware of having had a spontaneous kundalini arousal such as Paul Levy describes he had. Many years ago now, I read with great interest books Gopi Krisha, U.G. Krishamurti (not the famous J. Krishnamurti) and Phillip St.Romain, concerning their own personal spontaneous kundalini arousals, each of which seemed to me to be quite different. Pearce became a disciple of the Indian yogi Muktananda. Pearce wrote that the kundalini is a natural energy in all people, which is supposed to rise naturally, as a child ages, in rites of passage, becoming fully aroused, as I recall, in the early 20s. However, modern child-raising and educating and religious practices block the natural kundalini arousal, and so now attempts are made to cause it to rise by using various methods. From all I have read, a spontaneous kundalini arousal, such as Gopi Krishna, U.G. Krishnamurti and Phillip St. John (a Christian) had, and Paul Levy wrote he had, is rare, and is unlikely to be experienced by trying to experience it. I have read somewhere that many hatha yoga postures are copies of body contortions observed in people experiencing spontaneous kundalini arousal, and the hatha yoga postures are reverse-engineered attempts to spark a kundalini arousal. As I recall from Gopi Krisha’s book, the kundalini rose up the wrong channel in him, and he became in peril, and was unable to find anyone knowledgeable enough to assist him in rerouting the kundalini up the proper channel, but he found an old book which described the problem and he used what was recommended in the book to save himself by rerouting the kundalini, by using internal exercises described in the book. I came away from my readings about the kundalini thinking it was not something I should seek to have happen in me, but if it did happen, then so be it. I suppose a lot of money is made by people teaching “kundalini yoga”, and by gurus offering spiritual instruction, in person and in videos and books. I wonder what would be the result of all human beings on this planet experiencing spontaneous kundalini arousals? I don’t imagine it would be very pretty. I don’t imagine the survival rate would be anything to write home about, if home still existed.

Sloan Bashinsky In October 2002, I was told in a dream that I had married Kali. She is the Hindu Goddess of destruction and transformation.

Welcome home, Kali

Kali 2

Meanwhile, I told Kali, er, Kari Dangler yesterday

Kari and Sloan

that perhaps I would try a different way of explaining why, despite her living on the street and being married to vodka, I was, and am, attracted to her and keep hoping it will work out for us to be together.

I am an ET, who got stuck on this planet and believed I was the only such ET here. I was lonely and had nobody to share my life with, and then I found another ET from the same planet I was from. She was a bit the worse for wear, but she was a bird of the same feather.

  • Tim Ousley's photo.
  • Tim Ousley's photo.
    Tim Ousley's photo.

four horsemen

Replaying the Sloan part of what was reported in yesterday’s the eagle’s gift, Cudjoe Regional sewer district, a prayer for the Florida Keys, homeless people up close and personal post at goodmorningkeywest.com, which once upon a time Rainforest had egged on:

a mind opened by wonder

April fool

as the Bash world turns …

The Keys have pretty well lost their glow for me, and I blame it all on having run for office six times down here. As late as 2007, I wept when I reached the Overseas Highway coming down here, and I wept when I left the Keys. No longer. I blame the angels for it, as much as the politics, since it was the angels that made me run for office. If you think I ever would have run for office on my own initiative, you are a hell of a lot crazier than you think I am.

a prayer for the Keys

From rainforest to yesterday’s as the Bash world turns …post, which (rainforest’s reply) almost moves me to tears.

Sloan, Sorry to read that the Keys have lost their glow for you. You are part of what MAKES the Keys glow! Your daily writings and concern for the homeless and all that goes on in the Keys is sunshine in a dark room. We would be bumbling around in the dark, stepping on each others toes without the light you and your words shine on all the items and obstacles scattered around. The glow you cast on a daily basis is just enough light to let us see how to dance. Thank you

My reply:

Actually, I am moved to tears
Tears not for the Keys
Tears for exhaustion
Tears for beating my head against a coral wall
Tears for hearing from a ray of sunlight
Tears for what I lost by getting involved

From age 14
from staying at the out of the way funky Ocean Reef Club
from going fishing one day with Capt. Angus Boatwright out of Whale Harbor
from discovering the Green Turtle Inn
from waiting days for the sun to shine so I could go out with a guide bone fishing
from being on the flats all day and seeing two skittish bonefish on the outside of Key Largo
from cussing God for not making better weather
from counting the days until the next year’s spring vacation at El Capitan in Islamorada
from catching a bonefish
from learning to see bonefish in the water
from learning to pole a skiff
from learning to catch bonefish on my own
from taking other people bone fishing for the sheer joy of watching them catch a bone fish
from wanting more than anything to be a flats guide
from age 14 wanting to live in the Keys and call them my home
from never having the guts to do it
from being sent here after everything else fell through
from living on sidewalks with no money
from starting all over from scratch
from being put in charge of sewerage collection and treatment
from staring in disbelief at what had become of me
from getting up every morning and dragging myself forward
from hearing fools preach to homeless people
from watching fools hold forth in government meetings
from my love affair with the Keys crumbling and eroding
from my health going way south of the southernmost point
from my dreams falling into the dust bin
from my longing to be with the woman of my dreams dying
from my poetry becoming an epic tragedy
from my soul art dying in childbirth
from my words circling back to mock me

I died in the Keys
I was beaten and gave up and died
I no longer enjoy fishing
I no longer enyoy being on the flats
I no longer care for a place run by inbreds
I tolerate the ruling class as they tolerate me
I see them pulling the strings others do not or will not see
I see them at their social gatherings basking in their royalty
I see them better than they see themselves
I see the parasites they have attracted from the mainland and groomed
I see them better than they see themselves
Familiarity breeds contempt
Their poison has poisoned the very coral itself
Mother Nature must be really distressed
Maybe she is more than distressed
Maybe she is pissed
Maybe she will wield her power and take back what is hers
There is no way Conchs will do it for her
They proved so many times
Let the Conchs duke it it out with Mother Nature
Let their mainland parasites experience the perfect storm
Let the truth come to light
Let the sun shine through
Let it be seen for ever after who rules the Keys is not the Conchs
They only think it so
They have shit where they lived
They have polluted their home
They have betrayed Mother Nature and their very own souls
You would know this if you had lived in their gutters
Wallowed in their sewers
Attended their churches
Sat through their government meetings
Watched their code enforcement games
Listened to their concern for human life during hurricanes
Heard them preach about building affordable housing
After they had widened the roads and bridges
While they issued new market rate building permits unceasing
As if the Keys were Texas or Siberia
And they fret and fume over a few homeless people
Made so by the society that invented them
They have no clue what is meant by invasive species
Let Mother Nature teach them
Because they do not listen to their own kin
Let Mother Nature ponder the movie Avatar
Let her decide whose side she is on
Let her run for public office
Let her attend and speak at candidate forums
Let her write editorials in the newspapers
Let her do interviews on US 1 Radio
Let her host her own websites
Let her write daily tirades and homilies
These are her islands in the sun
I’m just a man who once wanted to live here
Because I was in love with the Florida Keys
Until the Conchs and their parasites from the mainland
Became my bed mates and business partners and church congregations
And I became unable to separate them from what I had loved since I was 14
Ho
I dreamt off and on about that poem for 24 hours before I knew it was a poem
Maybe it resurrected what I once loved
Maybe it is time for the rainforests to fight for the Keys too
Perhaps watching The Emerald Forest will show them another way
Perhaps they will stand up to the termite people
Perhaps they will start their own websites
Perhaps they will risk what they love
Perhaps they will attend government meetings and give no quarter
Perhaps they will run for office
Perhaps they they will watch The Emerald Forest and learn a different way
I could not be more serious
You cannot fight Conchs and their immigrant parasites on their turf
You have to jump their system altogether
You have to paint bulls-eyes on your front and back
You have to be willing to lose everything you hold dear
Including living in the Keys to have any chance of winning
I could not be more serious
You cannot win on their turf
I proved it
Draw Mother Nature and the stars and comets into the mix
Think and operate outside the box
Leave them guessing what you will next do
Be willing to die to live
You are The Resistance
You are the rays of sunshine
You are the moonbeams
You are the starbursts and exploding galaxies
You are the rainbow comets who paint heavens beautiful and make angels sing
You are the key deer and dolphins and starfishes and seahorses and mermaids
You are The Résistance
You are The Résistance
You are The Résistance
Resistance is not futile
You are The Résistance
You are the rays of sunshine
You are the moonbeams
You are the starbursts and exploding galaxies
You are the rainbow comets who paint heavens beautiful and make angels sing
You are the key deer and dolphins and starfishes and seahorses and mermaids
You are The Résistance
Resistance is not futile
You are The Résistance
Ho

 

the eagle’s gift

From rainforest in the Keys, responding to yesterday’s post:

Sloan,

Thank you for writing this poem, A Prayer for the Keys. I have read it through twice now and will read it again before going to bed. I want to comment on it line for line but writing does not come easy for me. I’ll just give you some of my thoughts and reactions I experienced while reading it if it’s okay with you. If not, hit the delete key as I don’t wish to bore you with my unsolicited opinions. Here goes:
You have stood up and spoken for what is right while others sat mute.
Many times
over and over
you see behind the masks,
you pull the curtain back, exposing the fake wizards
You have done it well and you are exhausted
We – those of us who also see the sham
and the shame
each try in our own way to make it right
any effort is not futile
but it can be so gut wrenching,so heart breaking.
you are exhausted
You say your health is suffering and no wonder. You have been fighting a war. THEY have not won.
They WILL be defeated.
It may take more time but Mother Nature will nurture the Keys- and the earth
And you.
For a while, forget about the assholes, the shallow blind bastards
be lazy in your yard and be healed by mother nature and our beautiful Keys
You have done way more than your share. Sometimes all you need to care about is yourself.
From what I’ve seen you standing up for over the years and giving a voice to the homeless and those who can not speak up…and exposing corruption, carelessness and stupidity,
well, it’s overdue for you to be a bit selfish.
May your dreams bring healing and love

My response to rainforest:

Thank you.
I do not analyze or discuss the meaning of poetry that comes though me, as it has its own meaning which my mind may grasp in part and miss entirely in other parts. What I will say about yesterday’s poem is the first and longer part, which ends in Ho, was prompted by perhaps a dozen dreams during Monday’s night’s sleep and two ensuing naps during Tuesday, in which I tore into the Conchs. The second part of the poem, which also ends in Ho, was written twice. The first time, Tuesday evening. The second time after several dreams Tuesday night, which were so cosmic that they caused me to substantially modify the second half of the poem.
Please understand, everything I post is arrived at in this way, more or less. I see every post as part of a larger tapestry being woven with different qualities of thread, all relevant and important and necessary to the larger tapestry. Perhaps the poem yesterday heralded a shift in how my personal life will go, perhaps it had nothing to do with my personal life but was solely about the work I do. Time will tell about that. For I do not determine my own personal itinerary any more than I determine my work itinerary, as the two are one and are orchestrated from beyond my conscious mind and personal will.
I get up each morning and do what is before me to do. Somewhere in there, I eat breakfast. Then, nearly always, I go back to bed and take a nap. Then come more dreams, which can be corrective, preparatory and/or instructive. Later in the day, I very often take another nap, and sometimes I take three naps in a day, all naps filled with dreams. All of my dreams are corrective, preparatory and/or instructive. Some dreams also are restorative. Someone like Carl Jung might have quite a difficult time trying to fit my dreams into his dream paradigm. My dreams are like conversations with God, with God doing most of the talking and me doing my best to understand. Sometimes I get to do the talking in dreams, and a good bit of that happened in the dreams that led into part one of yesterday’s poem, and also in the dreams that led into part two.
Imagine only speaking English, then being taught Chinese. Imagine then dreaming in English and in Chinese. Imagine it all being in code. Imagine someone who has not had the same identical linguistic and encryption training trying to figure it out. LOL, it’s stretch enough for me to figure it out, and I get a lot of help from beyond when I cannot figure it out. Any adept shaman would understand this. Any adept shaman would know yesterday’s poem was a shaman poem. Any adept shaman would know that no shaman determines where the Spirit World will lead him or her.
Ho is a word I picked up from spending time around Native Americans and their white followers at Native American ceremonies conducted for white people. Not sure exactly what Ho means, but my sense is it’s an acknowledgement of what has passed by and its connection to the Great Beyond. I make no claim to be conversant in the Native American ways, even though sometimes I have visions and dreams that seem similar to those ways. Sometimes I have visions and dreams that seem similar to African aborigine ways, and to Australian aborigine ways, and to Taoist ways, and to Hindu/Yoga
ways.
Sloan at Smathers Beach
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the eagle’s gift, Cudjoe Regional sewer district, a prayer for the Florida Keys, homeless people up close and personal

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shuttle

I’m finding that riding the city of Key West’s lower keys shuttle is a more fun and relaxing way to travel US 1 than driving my own car up and down that nerve-wracking, dangerous highway. Both times I caught the Marathon-bound bus at the hospital on Stock Island, it was a little late, but not so late as to be terribly inconvenient.

Waiting on the bus yesterday, I struck up a conversation with a young man in front off the hospital. He had a necklace with an eagle pendant, and a belt with a silver buckle, western design, with an eagle on it. I said, “Lots of eagle.” He said it was his animal. He had been told that by a Canadian Native American shaman, who came down to Key Largo to do a sweat lodge ceremony. I said, the eagle is also my animal. And the wolf, He should consider the wolf, too, as his animal.

eagle and wolf

I asked if that Canadian shaman had anything to do with “Tuna” Rohe, who is a shaman now living in New Mexico, who is attorney Lee Rohe’s brother? I said, Lee and Tuna grew up Key Largo. The young man looked kinda spooked, said Lee Rohe is his father. He asked, I know Tuna, whose birth name is Richard? I said, I know Lee and Richard. Richard by telephone conversations and emails. He and I are in sort of the same line of work, except he was trained by Native Ameircan shamans, and I was trained by angels. I said, I know Lee in lots of ways, including cases in which we both had gotten involved: me as a pot-stirrer, Lee as a lawyer representing one of the sides in the cases; I’d had many conversations with Lee, face to face, phone, email. I said, sometimes Tuna’s cartoons are in Key West the Newspaper (thebluepaper.com).

[A Tunatoon is in today’s blue paper – Tunatoons – Laurence the Lobster]

When the city shuttle bus reached where I was getting off on Cudjoe Key, where my kind friend and current host Todd German lives, I told the young man that his and my meeting was no accident. He said the had come to think there are no accidents. I said that is correct, there are no accidents. But what is the meaning of our meeting in this way, today? I’ll be studying on that. And please give his mom and dad my best regards. Lee Rohe’s wife is his legal secretary. I know her, too, but not so well as I know Lee.

For a while, Lee Rohe represented Dump the Pumps, which fought, and still fights, the widespread use of biohazard E-1 grinder pumps in Cudjoe Regional. Later, Dump the Pumps opposed shallow injection wells in Cudjoe Regional.

dump the pumps

As last night progressed, I started feeling more and more sick in my G.I. tract, where I process spirit shit ongoing, sometimes more of it than other times.There was a lot of it last night, and through the night, and even now. Shamans routinely absorb and process the crap they are arranged to engage and deal with.

The shallow vs. deep injection well controversy was covered in the two prior issues of Key West the Newspaper (thebluepaper.com):

Florida Keys Aqueduct Authority (FKAA), which is building and will operate Cudjoe Regional for Monroe County, did not do a preliminary test to see how the shallow wells might work, before building shallow wells and a sewer treatment plant designed to use shallow wells. Imagine the US Navy using a new missile, which had not been previously field-tested.

Recent tests at the new Cudjoe Regional treatment plant revealed that shallow injection wells ain’t what is needed, and, in fact, are what is not needed. The water injected shallow, bubbled back up to the surface. And, there is an old county land fill (toxic waste dump) adjacent to the new sewerage treatment plant, and water bubbling back up just might (will) get into the toxic waste dump and spread its toxic wastes around on and just below ground surface.

What were FKAA and the Monroe County Commission thinking, not doing a shallow well test, before moving forward with a new sewer treatment plant? They were thinking they wanted to spend as little money as possible on the new sewer district, is what they were thinking. They wanted to spend money on other things, even though they were under a Florida Legislature mandate to sewer the Keys in a way that would end human sewerage pollution here, caused by thousands of septic tanks and cess pits.

Alas, what to do?

I hear a deep injection well will cost maybe $5-6 million, about what the County Commission is spending on acquiring Rowell’s Marina on Key Largo.

I hear the 4 shallow injection wells cost about $1,000,000, total, but only 2 shallow wells are needed, as back up for a deep injection well.

I hear a deep injection well will take maybe 2 years to be built, or maybe only a year, depending on how fast it can be designed, permitted, approved by the Florida Department of Environmental Protection, which had approved the shallow injection wells and wide use of F-1 grinder pumps. I remain convinced FDLE is developers’ and big sugar’s best friend.

Meanwhile, what to do? Not open the new Cudjoe Regional sewer treatment plant, until the new deep injection well is built and operational? Or use the shallow injection wells until the deep injection well is online, and having treated wastewater bubbling back up,and infiltrating the nearby toxic waste dump?

In that regard, an excerpt from the Cudjoe Gardens Property Owner’s Assn news letter.

CGPOA April eMinder
From the CGPOA President, Larry Francisco: Hopefully you have all heard by now that the FKAA board decided to ask the Monroe County Commission for funding for a deep injection well at the Cudjoe Wastewater treatment plant. This is exactly what we have been lobbying and fighting for and came as a result of comments from Dr Bricenio of Florida International University to FKAA indicating evidence that there is a connection between the shallow areas the early wells entered and surface waters. We expect the Monroe County Commissioners to approve the funding in the near future as they had all assured us that the money was available and would be allocated as soon as scientific proof was provided that a deep well is required. This is wonderful news but of course leads to the next question; will the plant be allowed to start up and use the shallow wells during the one and a half to two years required to design, permit and dig the deep well. That may be decided by the courts and our position is still under discussion. On one hand, there will be minimal sewage flow for the initial startup of the plant but on the other hand, do we want ANY effluent put into the shallow wells? Also to be kept in mind, the shallow wells will remain as backups for the deep well if there are problems with the deep well in the future. More to come on this as it develops.
Many people have asked if the CGPOA board has made arrangements with any plumbers or have recommendations for which company residents might use for individual hookups. A number of different companies have visited the neighborhood and some people have received estimates for the work. We have not recommended any particular company and I don’t believe that we will.
Each homeowner should get several estimates and if possible join with some nearby neighbors to hopefully get a reduced group rate. If any companies come forward with especially good rates we will pass the information on right away.

On US 1 Radio’s (104.1 FM) “Morning Magazine” this morning, Monroe County Mayor Danny Kollage told Bill Becker that he saw no way for the County Commission not to vote for a deep injection well, and meanwhile, the new treatment plant will go into operation using the shallow injection wells.

All the while, FKAA runs ads on Keys radio stations, extolling its pure Florida aquifer drinking water, drink up! I never before heard of a public water utility advertising its treated drinking water. What’s that about? FKAA ratepayers are paying for those radio ads. Skip the ads, lower the ratepayers’ water bills.

Meanwhile, shallow injection wells are only part the Cudjoe Regional Sewer District problem.

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The other part of the problem is the extensive deployment of E-1 grinder pumps in Cudjoe Regional, another “cost-saving” move by FKAA, at the direction of the Monroe County Commission. Probably the best way to get up to speed on that local Chernobyl in the making is to peruse www.dumpthepumps.com. A fast start, would be to read my and Halloween’s comments under the

article in Key West the Newspaper.

Todd said, he, and others, were able to persuade the Monroe County Commission to provide their neighborhoods with gravity sewer collection, wherever it was feasible, instead of E-1 grinder pumps and pressurized sewer collection lines.

Todd German told me that he and others told their county commissioner, George Neugent, that leaks in gravity sewer lines leak inward, and do not threaten the environment, whereas leaks in pressurized grinder pump collection lines leak outward, into the environment, and cannot be detected.

Told said he, and others, tried to get people living further up the Keys, to join them in asking for gravity collection, wherever it was feasible, instead of E-1 grinder pumps, and the response was the problem had not gotten up to where they lived, yet.

Dump the Pumps finally got going, up the way, too late. I was up there, sound asleep. The angels did not wake me up until after i had to move back to Key West in late August 2013, after being forced to sell my place on Little Torch Key, to have money to live on. By the time Dump the Pumps really got rolling, the horse was pretty much out of the barn everywhere up there, except Big Pine Key.

The County Commission relented a little, but not much. A few more areas got gravity, instead of E-1 grinder pumps, but most of up the way is getting E-1s, which post many biohazard threats beyond the pressurized collection lines leaking outward into the environment.

FKAA kept saying it preferred gravity wherever feasible, and would install if, if the County Commission would pay for it. I heard that with my own years, during a FKAA Board meeting in Key West.

The best defense to grinder pumps, still the best defense, was each homeowner refused to sign FKAA’s easement agreement, which was needed to enable FKAA to come onto the homeowner’s land and install a grinder pump. Such resistance would have stymied FKAA, which was using all manner of strong-arm threats to cower property owners into signing the easement agreement.

When I reached Todd’s home last night, I went online and opened goodmorningfloridakeys.com, and stumbled, literally, across three old articles, excerpts from which are below:

as the Bash world turns …

The Keys have pretty well lost their glow for me, and I blame it all on having run for office six times down here. As late as 2007, I wept when I reached the Overseas Highway coming down here, and I wept when I left the Keys. No longer. I blame the angels for it, as much as the politics, since it was the angels that made me run for office. If you think I ever would have run for office on my own initiative, you are a hell of a lot crazier than you think I am.

a prayer for the Keys

From rainforest to yesterday’s as the Bash world turns …post, which (rainforest’s reply) almost moves me to tears.

Sloan, Sorry to read that the Keys have lost their glow for you. You are part of what MAKES the Keys glow! Your daily writings and concern for the homeless and all that goes on in the Keys is sunshine in a dark room. We would be bumbling around in the dark, stepping on each others toes without the light you and your words shine on all the items and obstacles scattered around. The glow you cast on a daily basis is just enough light to let us see how to dance. Thank you

Actually, I am moved to tears
Tears not for the Keys
Tears for exhaustion
Tears for beating my head against a coral wall
Tears for hearing from a ray of sunlight
Tears for what I lost by getting involved

From age 14
from staying at the out of the way funky Ocean Reef Club
from going fishing one day with Capt. Angus Boatwright out of Whale Harbor
from discovering the Green Turtle Inn
from waiting days for the sun to shine so I could go out with a guide bone fishing
from being on the flats all day and seeing two skittish bonefish on the outside of Key Largo
from cussing God for not making better weather
from counting the days until the next year’s spring vacation at El Capitan in Islamorada
from catching a bonefish
from learning to see bonefish in the water
from learning to pole a skiff
from learning to catch bonefish on my own
from taking other people bone fishing for the sheer joy of watching them catch a bone fish
from wanting more than anything to be a flats guide
from age 14 wanting to live in the Keys and call them my home
from never having the guts to do it
from being sent here after everything else fell through
from living on sidewalks with no money
from starting all over from scratch
from being put in charge of sewerage collection and treatment
from staring in disbelief at what had become of me
from getting up every morning and dragging myself forward
from hearing fools preach to homeless people
from watching fools hold forth in government meetings
from my love affair with the Keys crumbling and eroding
from my health going way south of the southernmost point
from my dreams falling into the dust bin
from my longing to be with the woman of my dreams dying
from my poetry becoming an epic tragedy
from my soul art dying in childbirth
from my words circling back to mock me
I died in the Keys
I was beaten and gave up and died
I no longer enjoy fishing
I no longer enyoy being on the flats
I no longer care for a place run by inbreds
I tolerate the ruling class as they tolerate me
I see them pulling the strings others do not or will not see
I see them at their social gatherings basking in their royalty
I see them better than they see themselves
I see the parasites they have attracted from the mainland and groomed
I see them better than they see themselves
Familiarity breeds contempt
Their poison has poisoned the very coral itself
Mother Nature must be really distressed
Maybe she is more than distressed
Maybe she is pissed
Maybe she will wield her power and take back what is hers
There is no way Conchs will do it for her
They proved so many times
Let the Conchs duke it it out with Mother Nature
Let their mainland parasites experience the perfect storm
Let the truth come to light
Let the sun shine through
Let it be seen for ever after who rules the Keys is not the Conchs
They only think it so
They have shit where they lived
They have polluted their home
They have betrayed Mother Nature and their very own souls
You would know this if you had lived in their gutters
Wallowed in their sewers
Attended their churches
Sat through their government meetings
Watched their code enforcement games
Listened to their concern for human life during hurricanes
Heard them preach about building affordable housing
After they had widened the roads and bridges
While they issued new market rate building permits unceasing
As if the Keys were Texas or Siberia
And they fret and fume over a few homeless people
Made so by the society that invented them
They have no clue what is meant by invasive species
Let Mother Nature teach them
Because they do not listen to their own kin
Let Mother Nature ponder the movie Avatar
Let her decide whose side she is on
Let her run for public office
Let her attend and speak at candidate forums
Let her write editorials in the newspapers
Let her do interviews on US 1 Radio
Let her host her own websites
Let her write daily tirades and homilies
These are her islands in the sun
I’m just a man who once wanted to live here
Because I was in love with the Florida Keys
Until the Conchs and their parasites from the mainland
Became my bed mates and business partners and church congregations
And I became unable to separate them from what I had loved since I was 14
Ho
I dreamt off and on about that poem for 24 hours before I knew it was a poem
Maybe it resurrected what I once loved
Maybe it is time for the rainforests to fight for the Keys too
Perhaps watching The Emerald Forest will show them another way
Perhaps they will stand up to the termite people
Perhaps they will start their own websites
Perhaps they will risk what they love
Perhaps they will attend government meetings and give no quarter
Perhaps they will run for office
Perhaps they they will watch The Emerald Forest and learn a different way
I could not be more serious
You cannot fight Conchs and their immigrant parasites on their turf
You have to jump their system altogether
You have to paint bulls-eyes on your front and back
You have to be willing to lose everything you hold dear
Including living in the Keys to have any chance of winning
I could not be more serious
You cannot win on their turf
I proved it
Draw Mother Nature and the stars and comets into the mix
Think and operate outside the box
Leave them guessing what you will next do
Be willing to die to live
You are The Resistance
You are the rays of sunshine
You are the moonbeams
You are the starbursts and exploding galaxies
You are the rainbow comets who paint heavens beautiful and make angels sing
You are the key deer and dolphins and starfishes and seahorses and mermaids
You are The Résistance
You are The Résistance
You are The Résistance
Resistance is not futile
You are The Résistance
You are the rays of sunshine
You are the moonbeams
You are the starbursts and exploding galaxies
You are the rainbow comets who paint heavens beautiful and make angels sing
You are the key deer and dolphins and starfishes and seahorses and mermaids
You are The Résistance
Resistance is not futile
You are The Résistance
Ho

the eagle’s gift

From rainforest in the Keys yesterday, responding to yesterday’s post:

Sloan,

Thank you for writing this poem, A Prayer for the Keys. I have read it through twice now and will read it again before going to bed. I want to comment on it line for line but writing does not come easy for me. I’ll just give you some of my thoughts and reactions I experienced while reading it if it’s okay with you. If not, hit the delete key as I don’t wish to bore you with my unsolicited opinions. Here goes:
You have stood up and spoken for what is right while others sat mute.
Many times
over and over
you see behind the masks,
you pull the curtain back, exposing the fake wizards
You have done it well and you are exhausted
We – those of us who also see the sham
and the shame
each try in our own way to make it right
any effort is not futile
but it can be so gut wrenching,so heart breaking.
you are exhausted
You say your health is suffering and no wonder. You have been fighting a war. THEY have not won.
They WILL be defeated.
It may take more time but Mother Nature will nurture the Keys- and the earth
And you.
For a while, forget about the assholes, the shallow blind bastards
be lazy in your yard and be healed by mother nature and our beautiful Keys
You have done way more than your share. Sometimes all you need to care about is yourself.
From what I’ve seen you standing up for over the years and giving a voice to the homeless and those who can not speak up…and exposing corruption, carelessness and stupidity,
well, it’s overdue for you to be a bit selfish.
May your dreams bring healing and love
My response to Hawkman and rainforest:
Thank you.
I do not analyze or discuss the meaning of poetry that comes though me, as it has its own meaning which my mind may grasp in part and miss entirely in other parts. What I will say about yesterday’s poem is the first and longer part, which ends in Ho, was prompted by perhaps a dozen dreams during Monday’s night’s sleep and two ensuing naps during Tuesday, in which I tore into the Conchs. The second part of the poem, which also ends in Ho, was written twice. The first time, Tuesday evening. The second time after several dreams Tuesday night, which were so cosmic that they caused me to substantially modify the second half of the poem.
Please understand, everything I post is arrived at in this way, more or less. I see every post as part of a larger tapestry being woven with different qualities of thread, all relevant and important and necessary to the larger tapestry. Perhaps the poem yesterday heralded a shift in how my personal life will go, perhaps it had nothing to do with my personal life but was solely about the work I do. Time will tell about that. For I do not determine my own personal itinerary any more than I determine my work itinerary, as the two are one and are orchestrated from beyond my conscious mind and personal will.
I get up each morning and do what is before me to do. Somewhere in there, I eat breakfast. Then, nearly always, I go back to bed and take a nap. Then come more dreams, which can be corrective, preparatory and/or instructive. Later in the day, I very often take another nap, and sometimes I take three naps in a day, all naps filled with dreams. All of my dreams are corrective, preparatory and/or instructive. Some dreams also are restorative. Someone like Carl Jung might have quite a difficult time trying to fit my dreams into his dream paradigm. My dreams are like conversations with God, with God doing most of the talking and me doing my best to understand. Sometimes I get to do the talking in dreams, and a good bit of that happened in the dreams that led into part one of yesterday’s poem, and also in the dreams that led into part two.
Imagine only speaking English, then being taught Chinese. Imagine then dreaming in English and in Chinese. Imagine it all being in code. Imagine someone who has not had the same identical linguistic and encryption training trying to figure it out. LOL, it’s stretch enough for me to figure it out, and I get a lot of help from beyond when I cannot figure it out. Any adept shaman would understand this. Any adept shaman would know yesterday’s poem was a shaman poem. Any adept shaman would know that no shaman determines where the Spirit World will lead him or her.
Ho is a word I picked up from spending time around Native Americans and their white followers at Native American ceremonies conducted for white people. Not sure exactly what Ho means, but my sense is it’s an acknowledgement of what has passed by and its connection to the Great Beyond. I make no claim to be conversant in the Native American ways, even though sometimes I have visions and dreams that seem similar to those ways. Sometimes I have visions and dreams that seem similar to African aborigine ways, and to Australian aborigine ways, and to Taoist ways, and to Hindu/Yoga ways.

On an entirely different front today, a homeless people fracas provoked by something a vicious van dweller criminal amigo posted to my Facebook timeline:

Revolutionary Designer Uses Billboards To Give Homes To Homeless Posted on Posted on 10 July 2014 We all walk and drive past billboards every single day of our…
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  • Victor Clarke Keep writing and enlightening Sloan Bashinsky you are a good Soul/Spirit……I shall continye pitching you strikeu
    Sloan Bashinsky commented on an article.

    I looked at some of the comments under this article, and I wondered how many, if any, of the readers who commented actually had lived on the street? And I don’t mean just for a week, as an experiment. I mean, for a good while. I mean, because there was no other option but to live on the street. Since I did that off and on for several years, on Maui, to start, then on Key West, I learned about homeless people what cannot be learned any other way. I also learned about people who try to help homeless people. Just my opinion, it takes an act of God, in some variation, to turn a long-term street person around, and return him, or her, to mainstream living. Probably 90-95 percent of long-term street people are addicts (booze and/or other narcotics). As long as they are using their drug(s) of choice, there is about zero chance of them turning around. Most all of of them don’t want to give up their drug(s) of choice. It’s kinda tough to treat mentally ill street people, perhaps 75 percent of long term street people are mentally ill, if they are active addicts. Furthermore, psychiatry has no panacea for mental illness. The side effects of anti-depressants, anti-psychotics, etc., are bad to awful, and often are as bad, or worse, than the mental illness. I often think to myself, sometimes say to someone else, this or that street person would be better off dead, than continue as before and now. The homeless people who most concern me are the new homeless who have not become long-term street people. I think all possible effort should be made to try to turn them around, before they sink so deep, the odds of turning them around are slim, to none, absent an act of God. Then, the people who are barely holding on, are on the verge of becoming homeless. All possible effort should be made to keep them from becoming homeless, and then going deeper toward not being turned back around. American wars are turning out homeless veterans. Every long-term street person I have known, whether a war vet or not, suffered severe post traumatic stress syndrome, rooted in prior wars of some kind, often violent childhood experiences. Physically violent and/or emotionally violent. Some of the worst childhood soul damage is rooted in sexual molestation, which about 1/2 of children experience in America; and soul-killing religious training. Most street people I have known were saved by Jesus, often many times. When I say act of God, I do not mean having to do with any church, nor with any religion. I mean having to do with a supernatural intervention, which knows no such limitations as churches or human thinking may impose.

  • Kurt Wagner Sloan, I think you are wrongI in many of your assumptions about homeless people.You claim homeless are hooked on drugs. Nicotine is a legal drug. Alcohol is a legal drug. When you lived on the street didn’t you want to escape for a few hours of mind numbing bliss? I know, you don’t drink, you don’t smoke. But is there anything wrong with a cigarette? Don’t tell me about the health problems, I’ve heard it all. You put down the homeless who smoke tobaco, who drink a beer. Are you that much better because you don’t drink or smoke? I don’t think so!
  • Kurt Wagner On another subject, you are being played for a fool. A couple days ago you talked about Karen Jo. I know her from my time there. She is the least trustworthy person I have ever met in my time in Key west. Karen Jo hung with Tony untill he ran out of money to buy her Kush. She is scum, (ex street walker from Miami)
  • Kurt Wagner Now about Kari, I’m sorry remember her, begging money, smokes and alcohol. ,she is NOT an honest person. She will tell you what you want to hear as long as she get’s booze and smokes
    when I fed the homeless on the beach,she was there which was fine as I fed all who were there. She is not the dream girl you think she is. Believe what you want about her version of her life. There is more to the story than you have been told. You have been off the street for a few years. you have lost touch. You only hear what the homeless want to tell you. There is so much more to the story.
  • Sloan Bashinsky I wrote a reply, Kurt, which I then saw had a few typos in it, and I was unable to fix the typos, so I deleted, or tried to delete, the entire comment. I have a copy of it, which I will save, and try to post later, here. You got really mad at me, for spending money on Kari, after I had begged for donations because I was impoverished, before I sold my car. I didn’t know if I would be able to sell it. That’s what enabled me to spend money on Kari – the proceeds from the sale of the car. I wonder if my spending money on Kari is part of what’s driving you right now. I spend time most days dealing with street people in Key West. Even now, I do that, even though I’m living on Cudjoe Key. There is very little pretty about what I see in the city’s street people. Except for one young man, who is living on the street intentionally, a hitchhiker, I’m looking at awful, to worse than awful, when I look at the city’s street people. You are welcome to your opinion, Kurt. However, I have seen nothing change, since I lived on the street. Kari is but another example of just how bad it is. I have no illusion that she will change. I hope she does, but I will be surprised if she does. Even so, she has been put before me to engage, and I engage what is put before me, in the way it is shown to me to engage it. It’s a hell of a test for me. But I see stuff I would not have seen, if the angels had not wrought all the changes in me. I wrote about that in the comment, which I deleted, after I was unable to fix the few typos.
  • Sloan Bashinsky Here is that comment:
    Assumptions? I lived with street people. I was one of them. I got to know them, up close and personal. I’m in love with one right now. Up close and personal, she is proving everything I observed, and concluded, about street people. I drank some beer when I lived on the street, if it was offered to me, or I had money to buy it. I was not addicted to alcohol, though. I had no trouble when I did not drink. No shakes. No DTs. It was a non-event. I never smoked cigarettes. For a couple of years I smoked a pipe, and stopped because I kept burning my mouth. I had no withdrawal. Same when I stopped using coffee. No withdrawal. I started coffee later in life, maybe around 30, gave it up about 5 years later. At the level most street people use booze and other narcotics, it is killing them, physically and spiritually. As for tobacco smoking, nicotine is a narcotic, perhaps the most difficult narcotic to leave behind, I have heard a few times. Furthermore, the lungs are the organ of emotion/feeling. Someone who smokes cigarettes, or anything else regularly, does not know how he/she really feels about anything. People use narcotics to avoid how they really feel; to escape. Street people are not alone in using narcotics for that purpose. I can speak just as easily to mainstream people who have gone down that road, from which a return is difficult, to impossible, as my own parents proved. As I saw proven every day in Key West, when I lived there. Proven in great numbers. However, this article Victor dropped on me is about homeless people, and the reader comments I saw seemed to be written by people who had not been homeless. I’m up to the gills with people, who have not lived on the street, really lived there, holding forth on street people. I have told Kari a few times, if she sticks to how she now is living, she will go insane, and then she will die, and she would be better off dead, now, than stick to how she now is living. I have told her, each day she lives as she now lives, she is damaging her soul even more. And it’s going to get a lot worse, if she does not change her ways. I hope she does change her ways. I hope that for her. I hope that for me, as I really would like to have a life with her. I hope that for both of us, and for more than that, because, if she changes, if she turns around, and we two are together, it will be something unlike anything I have yet seen or experienced. It will put ripples into the collective unconscious of humanity; it will effect humanity in ways no human being, including me, can possibly imagine. This, Kurt, is what the angels trained me to do. The training was horrible. A number of remarkable women I was put with got chewed up and spit out, one at a time. My involvement in politics still looks to me like an afterthought, a default program, relative to what I was trained for. There is no way to grok that training, except by living it. There is no way to grok street people, except by being one, for real, and living with them. There is no way to grok narcotics addiction, except by being an addict. On that, I am an observer. What I have observed is, an addict’s drug, or drugs, of choice, are the most important thing to the addict. More important than God, a spouse, family, a job. More important than anything. I suppose the only way for an addict to move beyond that is to find something more important to the addict, than his/her drug(s) of choice. Meanwhile, and back to homeless people, specifically, street people, as long as they are using, they are decompressing, deteriorating, devolving, going down the tube. To go the other way, they have to be sober, not using. And not replacing booze and other narcotics with new narcotics. I know for a fact that the angels can clean up and addict very quickly, and remove the addict’s yearning for his/her narcotic. But it does not happen often. I hope the angels relent, in Kari’s case, and take it away from her. Otherwise, it’s going to be very rough for her, anyway it goes for her.
  • Kurt Wagner Sloan, I think you missed the whole point of me previous post. Karen Jo, Kari, and others are lying to you. I’ve met them, I’ve dealt with them, I’ve realised what they are. She is playing you like a fine fiddle. check out her legal problems. Everyone of her problems is someone elses fault. Why is that? What she told you is BS.I hate to see anyone used by a bitch like her. Sloan, you were not homeless when they were on the street, I was. I hate to see a good man like you taken for a ride. You are too smart to fall for a piece of ass!
  • Sloan Bashinsky Kurt, I am all too aware that Kari, who is the subject matter right now, blames everyone else for her problems. To get better, she will have to stop doing that. Sometimes, she does say she is responsible. She goes back and forth. She doesn’t want to give up vodka. She doesn’t want to be back in jail. Or, in prison. She has done rehab many times, and she went back to vodka. That’s on her. I have a great deal of experience working with people who are seriously screwed up. I had that experience before I myself became homeless. I saw when I was living on the street, that what I knew how to do therapeutically would not work on street people. I saw what mainstream was trying to do with street people was, at best, a wish and a prayer, for, in the end, most all street people who came back inside would relapse, and would be homeless again, if they were not subsidized, paid, essentially, to remain in the subsidized living situation. I saw some of them barely get bjy, staying inside. Were they better off? I don’t know. They had horrible inner demons. Mainstream liked that better, than them living on the street. I ate a lot of meals at the soup kitchen in the past few months. I talked with a lot street people there,and elsewhere around KW. I didn’t see any difference between these street people, and the street people when I lived on the street. I saw an act of
    God was needed to really help most of them. A few, if they made up their mind to do it, could have extricated themselves by acts of personal will, rehab, turn around residence program such as FKOC. That’s I what addressed, when I commented on what Victor posted to my time line, and there was nothing in mine about Kari. I was speaking to homeless people, generally. And you took exception. We do not agree. Nobody I know, who is trying to help homeless people, seems to agree with me. It has been that way a long time. Years ago now, I was telling the KW city commission that only God can change street people, which I later learned was Dorothy Sherman’s view. As you know, Dorothy started the soup kitchen. The city commissioners and mayor back then didn’t like me saying that at city commission meetings. Nobody liked me saying it back then, nor now, based on feedback I receive locally. Kari is but an example of my position. It will take an act of God to change her. God works in mysterious ways. Maybe she will be changed, maybe not. Not my call. She’s on my plate, so I am doing what I can, and it’s darn hard, given I am in love with her. That’s serious irony, cosmic poetry, bizarre humor.
  • Sloan Bashinsky And, to be blunt, being with Kari is more interesting, and often a lot more fun, than engaging the politics down here in Key West, and in the Florida Keys, all of which I’m fed up to the gills with, but the angel bosses of me still have me doing it, including today, re Cudjoe Regional Sewer District, which jumped up big time yesterday, for me.

Key West amigo  Weinstock, M.D., Psychiatry, wrote to me yesterday. about Kari:

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SLOAN–you must help her make a correct therapeutic decision
I think she is depending on your support….the best of good fortune–Jerry

I replied this morning:

I think she is, too, and she has my support, and she has to make the call. Unlike what one of my friends told me yesterday, there is a bit more than sex involved in Kari’s and my relationship. So much more, actually.

Kari and Sloan

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