Sunday, December 23, 2012

A Gift for Columbia University (a PUNK to the "ghost" of Tennessee Williams -- times TWO!!!)

 
SPQR is entombed in the floor of St. John Divine Episcopal Cathedral in New York City, but LIVES in Little Italy, only a few miles SOUTH.
 
 
 
SOUTH RULES!!!






>>> BUT FIRST, AN EMAIL TO ARTIST MARK BEARD


Hi Mark,

As you and Jim know WELL, I am leaving on an early flight tomorrow morning (Christmas Eve), to return to Mexico. And as I have made very clear in both emails and voicemail left for you  Dec. 21, AM, we needed to get together to discuss some business, and I had HOPED also to FINALLY get scans of some old photos you have that Jim sent me two years ago, but NOT usable ones -- or at least what I received was such low resolution you could not make out faces at all, despite Jim's insistence they were high resolution. Perhaps the hackers reduced the resolution before I received them. This is a real possibility.

But hackers did NOT prevent you from returning my emails or voicemail about meeting before I left the States.

I regret that three years ago and this year you were so stressed by party preparation (although I DO fully understand and empathize) that you zoned out on Xanax both years and left the party to Jim's supervision -- a duty he performed admirably both years. He, like you, is a consummate host and I TOTALLY enjoyed your party both years and met many absolutely wonderful people. I thank you for that.

But I must also be honest about a couple of observations. First of all, I had hoped to meet Carrie Haddad, but if she was there, she did not come up to me and I did not chance meet her. I could not imagine having a big blast of a party and not invite my dealer, agent, etc., but then maybe she had other commitments or lives too far away.

The other thing is that having found SEVERAL TIMES that my boyfriend was actually a PLANT by my mother's people (and knowing YOU TOO have powerful enemies), I feel I must bring that possibility up for you to consider. I certainly hope I am wrong about this. I have NO REASON to doubt Jim's loyalty to you, but this EXACT type thing was how they got to Tennessee Williams and murdered him. Tom was addicted to prescription medication that dimmed his ability to pay attention to what was being done to him.

For now, I will assume this in NOT the case, but that forces me to assume you were NEVER serious about letting me use your artwork for my cover. Perhaps YOU are part of "the enemy". I do well recall how you made snide remarks about Tennessee Williams in 2009 before you saw what a serious person I am -- and you DID host a book-launch party for that totally cool guy (the shy former porn star and EXCELLENT writer), for Don Weise, who FUCKED ME TOTALLY on behalf Alyson Books.

You will please recall how the people MOST RESPONSIBLE for the death of Harvey Milk were the FAGS who owned THE ADVOCATE (watch the movie MILK carefully, un-drugged). And it was the conglomerate HERE! Media (including The Advocate), who engineered MY FUCKING in 2009/2010 by REFUSING to pay the teensy $3,000 half-advance due the day I signed the contract in August 2009. As you know, Alyson never INTENDED to publish my book, the LEGAL PROOF OF THAT being that my Williams photos and memorabilia (some of it in envelopes I had SEALED), were all eventually returned to me with NONE of the sealed envelopes having been opened.

Don Weise had said the proofs were in process and were to be finished early December 2009. They never even started work on them. Don ALSO said to DESTROY all earlier drafts of my book as that was the PROFESSIONAL thing to do. I thought he was just nuts and did not realize he was a TOTAL DEVIL intil I got home from your 2009 Christmas Party to discover that the folder on my computer that had ALL the files of the book had been COMPLETELY GUTTED BY HACKERS, leaving me NO copy of the book AT ALL (except that i had ALSO kept other copies on multiple and separate back-up devices).

When HERE! Media's lawyers sent me an email returning my rights, they also THAT DAY called me to say they would make CERTAIN I would NEVER, EVER, EVER get my Williams memoir published. This was before I had any idea of what I discovered during this last three years to ABSOLUTE HELL, that will make a GREAT STORY (my blog), and make me rich. I will NOT delete your real name and info -- including that you were Vasillis Voglis's boyfriend and how he supported you in 1981 - 1982, things you asked me to DELETE from my blog as well as the "casting couch" story of you visiting Brooks Jackson's Art Gallery.

At this moment of "VENGEFUL JEW-GOD ANGER" (authorized by watching a video "(material removed by Scott Kenan on 19 Feb. 2012)"/John Uecker sent me of Fran Lebowitz -- WHOM I ACTUALLY PASSED ON THE STREET EARLIER TODAY, BUT DECIDED NOT TO STOP HER AND THANK HER FOR THAT), I have the WICKED HOPE that my blog DESTROYS your reputation for Integrity (should you have any).

Additionally, the REFUSAL of my former agent Cynthia Zigmund to respond by email or phone to my inquiry if she would like to rep me again (I decided she was innocent of the Alyson Crimes, but frankly she really DID call me the day after Alyson cancelled the contract and BITCHED ME OUT, despite FULLY KNOWING Alyson had shown NO INTENTION of publishing the book, had NOT paid the half-year overdue minuscule advance, and Don had REFUSED all my calls and had NOT answered any of my emails for a month. Cindy claimed the same was true for HER attempts to contact Don, yet bitched me out for being impatient and foolish and TOTALLY UNPROFESSIONAL.

I now have to assume that Cynthia Zigmund and her Second City Publishing (founded in Chicago), MUST be part of the Chicago Drug Mafia headed by President Obama and Rahm Emmanuel and OTHER FAGGOTS.

I leave ALL of you to face the CONSEQUENCES as I move forward in Life, piling up success after success. I trust if I am here RASH, that you will quickly make a logical explanation for your recent behavior -- and I certainly hope you can.

Otherwise: DO have s SWELL LIFE going forward!!!


Scott


>>> EMAIL TO PRESIDENT BOLLINGER OF COLUMBIA UNIVERSITY:


Dear President Bollinger,
 
 
Please pardon the informal comma above, but I am feeling MOST friendly toward your University -- so friendly that I traveled from my humble World Hotel postage-stamp room down on Bowery to a coffee shop by your basketball venue for the second day in a row to write and use your PRAISE-JESUS (actually, Yeshua-bar-Joseph) FREE Internet. So friendly and hospitable, I suspect you might be a Southerner. HA!!!
 
 
I have some funny stories to amuse you in this, the Holiday Season. Best of all, I am thinking that as soon as I clean up making some CASH, I'll give y'all some. PARTLY in compensation for my former employer Tennessee Williams having disrespected not so much your school, but the need of educational institutions to have a LOT OF CASH to attract the BEST professors and such.
 
 
You see, in the late fall of 1981, Tom asked me to "handle" the dissolution details of a project he had agreed to participate in that Ms. Patricia Kennedy Lawford tried to mount to endow some money for y'all to help destitute writers further their education at Columbia. Tom must have gotten into some kind of fowl mood due to acid stomach from the cheap "screw-cap" Chablis he usually drank (he was incapable of dealing with cork-screws and his revolving-door assistants of the twenty years before i arrived on the scene were not really reliable help). He declared loudly one day that he was NOT interested in helping any writers at a rich university: "How could Columbia writers POSSIBLY be destitute???", was his explanation to me. So I made a couple of trips to Ms. Lawford's Sutton Place Apartments to return various materials that he refused to do. LOL!!!
 
 
Well, this leads me to the funny thing that happened yesterday in this coffee shop. I'm 6' 11" and have a rather resonant deep voice. In normal conversation, TWICE, I happened to introduce myself to other coffee nuts, and gentlemen overhearing my last name interrupted to say they thought YOU would like to speak to me after I confirmed that I am indeed from the same family that endows faculty chairs hither and yon!!!
 
 
Unfortunately, I am related to Thomas S. Kenan III of Chapel Hill at the year 1700, BUT, Tommy and I had the same boyfriend (Tom first, me later) -- completely by coincidence -- in 1985, whilest the movie BLUE VELVET was being filmed using Robbie's William R. Kenan, JUNIOR-built Carolina Apartments as the "Deep River" apartments (not that this really matters, but I LATER discovered that Wilmington really BECAME the drug-infested and TOTALLY CORRUPTED place that the fictional "Lumberton" (an actual near-Wilmington town), was portrayed to be in that movie. A friend of mine in Wilmington, Steve Fox, is raising money to remake BLUE VELVET as a MUSICAL -- if you can imagine that. HA!!!
 
 
I digress, sorry (it's a Southern thing -- sort of like Aunt Pittypat in GWTW).
 
 
Anyway, in 1990, after I had documented how Newt Gingrich was bringing drugs from Mexico into Stone Mountain Park, GA behind my home and they were distributed out on Sysco Food Service and Inland Seafood trucks to distributors who lined up at fast food restaurants late at night around Atlanta to pick up HUGE bags of "food" without ordering first -- inside and outside a Krystal hamburger joint, to be very specific . . . but WAIT!!! I need to back-track: At the time, I KNEW my mother was involved in the drug thing. We had swastikas on the dinner plates and she beat us everyday for no reason. In 1950, she married my homosexual father after having his boyfriend shot in the head in Cincinnati. Dad was offered the choice of marrying her and converting to GERMAN Catholicism (very animalistic version -- OINK! OINK!!!), or go to jail for life for an ugly homosexual lover's quarrel murder. The record was filed to show that Dad's love committed "Russian-Roulette Suicide". Pretty smart, those NAZIs, no???
 
 
Mom had gotten a special award from Henry Ford in high school for her "leadership" in pre-WWII southeast Indiana. And it was Fay Gold of Fay Gold (art) Gallery and Bernice Weinstein also of Atlanta who in 1990 first confirmed that Mom is America's top Nazi. It was 2010, before I got the courage to first blog about this. The Reiner family of Hollywood immediately then made me an "Honorary Jew", but my trouble were only beginning. Later, that summer, while I was held hostage for a month in a crack house in Puerto Vallarta, Mexico, top CIA and Colombian and Mexican Drug Lords whom I had occasion to get to know a bit TOO WELL, confirmed Mom is/was Dick Cheney's chief liaison with the Pope (she and Dad had SEVERAL private audiences with Pope John Paul II, and I had GOOD REASON to accuse my mother in 1990 of having CAUSED the murder of Pope John Paul I, who was as Godly as John XXIII. (The BEST Popes, the Borgias, were actually Spanish JEWS. HAHAHAHAHA!!! !!! !!!)
 
 
I DO tend to ramble, so let me attempt to at least APPROACH my point(s). Other details can be found in my 1,300+++ posts blog, The Weather Up Here: http://scottkenan.blogspot.com (where this letter is likely to soon appear, and then be emailed out to my 1,500 contacts in Press, Politics, Law Enforcement, Religious Leaders, and "Friends of Tennessee Williams". This assures that I must keep any promises I make -- or HELPS to. LOL!!!). You might enjoy my "take-out" letter to top Episcopal Church leaders (USA, only), that can be found here:http://scottkenan.blogspot.com/2012/12/lets-make-deal-me-n-devils.html . I doubt the Episcopal GREED-BOTS will help me out, so I'll take their dang CHURCH LEADERSHIP to the courts in a LAW SUIT -- or rather have them indicted for complicity and planning of the MURDER of Tennessee Williams. i can PROVE this in a court of law (just like I can prove my mother had her brother, Robert J. Meyer, DDS -- official dentist to the Fighting Irish until Uncle Bob let my cousin Janet marry a JEW, Kim Opperman. Mom had ALL his wealth removed so he had to go to a Veterans Hospital, where she often traveled and with help of OTHER Republican NAZIs forced Bob to take double strength Lithium. I have the ORIGINAL note in my mother's own PEN hand showing that Lithium level 1.5 over time guarantees "Chemical Diabetes".
 
 
Uncle Bob was also homosexual (by his admission to me, TWICE), and they used that to make him unstable, then diagnosed him "Mono-polar" -- a diagnosis that makes NO logical or mathematic sense, and although I saw some articles on it Mom had others publish in sham scientific journals to cover her tracks, it NO LONGER EXISTS. It was invented ONLY to take Bob out, and he in fact died slowly of Diabetes as his extremities were, in stages, chopped off.
 
 
I am SO PROUD that I have survived all the MANY attempts on my life and still possess these notes so that although I cannot prove in a Court of Law that Mom heads/headed the US NAZIs, I CAN prove she murdered her brother. HA!!! and I must credit the brilliant Israeli film WALK ON WATER for giving me the idea that I had to PRESS FORWARD REGARDLESS THE COSTS TO ME, and complete this mission.
 
 
So here is my proposal: I have still in my possession the Tom-typed and hand-signed excellent reference Tennessee gave me after I left his employ. Tom (his "ghost", actually), is CONSTANTLY playing humorous tricks on me, and I'd like to PUNK HIM BACK (with your and Columbia's help), by raising some funds to support writers studying at Columbia. while I'm not yet well known, my Williams memoir will soon be improved and re-issued in more forms. My political blog will be made into a series of books. I will become rich off all this. At THIS time in the not-too-distant future, that reference will be auctionable to raise some funds (I hope)!!! Cool, no???
 
 
Now some folks think I'd have a great career as a "Stand-Up History Comedian" (I'm SHAMELESS on a stage --and elsewhere -- but NOT "indecent" in the sense of acts of nudity). We'll see about that as well. But to pull off this stunt would ALSO make amends for Tom's disrespect of your University -- and I'm ALL for the MAKING OF AMENDS FOR PAST ERRORS. (The basic difference between Catholics who must make amends given by a priest in Confession before they are "forgiven", compared to Protestants who think giving lip service to Jesus without USUALLY following his actual TEACHINGS guarantees they can sin even AGGRESSIVELY and still go to "Heaven" -- how GOD-HATING is THAT???
 
 
And then, of course, there is the matter of all those White-Trash Protestants who came to what is now the US and kill, cheat, or corral the natives into Concentration Camps called Indian Reservations -- the very INSPIRATION for how Hitler treated the JEWS!!! and Protestants have th GALL to deny this fact -- IMAGINE!!! In Latin America the proto-Nazi Popes allowed the Spanish and Portuguese Monarchs to enslave the natives and steal all their treasure, but at least the Catholic foot-soldiers had the LOVE OF GOD to risk their lives and ALL to save BOTH the lives and "souls" of the natives whom they KNEW were HUMANS. Protestants believe non-Whites are ANIMALS. (That was THEN. Today there are LOTS of fine God-loviing Protestants, but when I was a kid, Catholics comprised about 20% of US Citizens -- today, US Citizens who identify themselves with religion are EQUAL NUMBERS Catholic and Protestant due to the latter group abandoning the RACISTS churches.
 
 
And please understand that I studied deeply in Metaphysics, so am no longer Catholic myself, but HAVE already pledged considerable support to Catholic Charities, which I believe are the most effective and loving. I also must say that my own alma mater, Denison University (1973), will ALWAYS be my top recipient of aid. And FUNNY that today, I find myself without sufficient cash resources ANYWHERE to take a cab to LaGuardia for a 6:10 AM flight to Mexico tomorrow morning, but have a Transit Card and can get there "free" late tonight ans sleep over on a bench. After several times staying up two or three days in a row while homeless, this is a piece of cake (and yet another adventure). I can sleep on the plane!!!
 
 
With all best wishes to you and the Columbia University Community (especially my good friend Gregory Mosher!!!),
 
 
Scott David Kenan
The LUCKIEST PERSON ALIVE!!!
 
 
My contact info:
 
 
Mexican cell that can be dialed exactly like this from US or Canada (I have no idea how to retrieve voicemail, but DO get text messages when the hackers don't delete them or delay them a week or more): 011-52-(redacted).
 
 
US Mail via (redacted)
 
 
I will copy this to all mentioned here-in. I REFUSE to talk behind ANYONE's back.





 
Tennessee Williams' Stone in Cathedral St. John the Divine (Episcopal), cannot be accessed as the section is blocked from public view. I took this inadequate photo through a hole in the barricade, yesterday.
 
 
 
Scott


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