A typical Episcopal Priest (who is NOT to whom I sent this missive).
Dear Officer of the Episcopal Church,
Thank you for listening to me yesterday -- and reading this now. I am copying some people very close to my heart as witnesses, and then I will post this missive (possibly modified in parts), on my blog as well, so that anyone can see my claims and offer any contradictory evidence they might possess. This is NOT an attempt to embarrass the good people of your Church, whose beliefs I believe are higher in most areas than my native Catholic Church, but not necessarily as clear as the Church authorized by my forebears, the Stuarts of Scotland (and England, for that matter).
Patricia Sinatra (Frank's fave niece -- by marriage), once intuitively trusted me and told me much that I held as a guiding light when the world seemed too dark. Danny is her son (and my personal friend), Lois the mother of Danny's wife. (material removed by Scott Kenan on 19 Feb. 2012) was far and away my top financial supporter when I needed it most. Father Bob -- with Sister Mary Isaac of St. Mary's Catholic Church in Wilmington, NC run the best services for homeless -- and benefited me when I needed it most. I have pledged them a significant portion of my income as I move forward. Wayne was the partner of my greatest spiritual teacher, now deceased, as noted below.
Although my story is enormous and far-reaching (and my "issues" with some in the Episcopal Church are only a small part of this), I will attempt to condense what might be of greatest interest to you. First I must define a few terms:
God: The mysteriously self-existent Source of all Intelligence fueled by Infinite Love. ALL THINGS come from God -- including what humans call "evil". In the Garden of Eden, two people chose to eat the fruit of the Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil -- causing humans to know pain, fear, and homelessness, hunger, etc. "Judgement is MINE, sayeth the Lord!!!" ALL "evil" and its results are the POSITIVE comeuppance through which God operates. No one is entirely allied with either side -- regardless the human need to "classify". That said, discernment lets us discriminate between GOOD ideas (those that taken to their logical conclusion produce good for their holder and all those around him/her), and the bad ones -- that ultimately lead in the opposite direction.
Because I have "descended into hell for a heavenly cause" many times my political blog is replete with "bad language". I had to fight "devils" on devil territory with devil tactics. I don't regret that at all -- in fact I consider it to have been a privilege, but it might curl and uncurl your hair so many times you can no longer hold a semi-permanent wave. You are forewarned. LOL!!!
Who I am: Scott David Kenan with an Arts degree from Denison University, now a writer. Once (Nov. 1981 - April 1982), the assistant to Tennessee Williams. I am related to the very wealthy Kenans who have given so much to your Atlanta Cathedral and Sewanee at the year 1700, although I have gotten to know some of them to varying degrees over the years. In my blog I have sometimes styled myself: Cyber-General, USA y Mexico (self-appointed), The Demon Spawn of Tennessee Williams, The Avenging Angel of Jacqueline (Bouvier) Kennedy Onassis (and Elizabeth Taylor), and in my MOST expansive moods, "Mahalalel", a name that follows Kenan (Cainan) in the line from Adam to Noah, First Chronicles.
That said, I agree with my top spiritual teacher, Dr. J. Kennedy Schultz, founder of the Atlanta Church of Religious Science and President of its parent organization for eight years in the 1980s when I first studied there: "You could do away with the Bible ENTIRELY -- and learn all its lessons more easily by reading Charles Dickens."
Bottom Line:
Tennessee Williams was murdered by John Uecker who smothered him with a pillow on command of Maria St. Just (TW's domineering "friend" who had escaped the Bolshevik Revolution with her mother and brother, the social-climbing mother propelling Maria (nee-named Britneva), to eventually marry the Lord St. Just (Peter Grenfel), reputed to be the second wealthiest man in Great Britain then due to control of The Grenfel Bank. Within a few weeks, Maria had Peter permanently committed to an insane asylum -- permanently -
Maria gave Uecker the command after my own mother, Ruth Anne (Meyer) Kenan -- now 90 and living in Raleigh, NC unassisted with my 95-year-old father, William Scott Kenan, a homosexual whom Mom blackmailed into marriage and conversion to Catholicism in 1950, after Dad's male lover what shot in the head. The official records claim "Russian-Roulette Suicide". Mom wanted to hide her swastikas -- which festooned our dinner plates (although small and pastel, as is SMART for subliminal implantation), behind the iconic-to-those-in-the-know Kenan surname. She also beat us everyday for misplaced toys, spilled liquids, etc., but never left bruises. Today, Mom does NOT deny the swastikas or beatings -- she justifies them like the "good" modern Republican she is.
Maria had planned Tennessee's murder with Sewanee's recently deceased lead NYC council, Michael Remer, and the still living attorney John Eastman of Eastman & Eastman of NYC -- who happens also to be the first brother-in-law of Paul McCartney. John's father, the extraordinary ARTS LAWYER, had recently retired when I began working for Tennessee, leaving Tom to his son -- who ALWAYS disrespected my boss when we sat alone in John's office.
The problem was that Tennessee -- who had for years told all he was leaving his estate to Sewanee in recognition for his grandfather Walter Dakin's giving him poetry, Mr. Dakin having gotten his theology degree at Sewanee and serving as an Episcopalian priest -- had come to realize something was amiss (probably partly due to his brother Dakin Williams, an avid convert to Catholicism, who famously false-converted Tennessee to Catholicism in a time of extreme weakness. That said, during the time I worked for him, Tennessee never claimed ANY religious affiliation, but when in a serious panic would ONLY speak with Jesuit priests.
Tom's wavering caused alarm to those expecting his estate and they began plotting his death before he could alter his will. Jackie Onassis warned Tennessee of this -- partly in my presence -- and he eventually (after I left at the end of April 1982), DID follow her suggestions on how to let Sewanee retain OWNERSHIP of the estate, but have Harvard make decisions on control of rights and disbursements of funds, which in BOTH will and codicil were ONLY to go to "writers of an experimental nature".
Eventually, the codicil was thrown out after Tom's maid, Leoncia McGee, whom Tom forgot to leave a stipend in the will so he added it in the codicil but since Leoncia had WITNESSED the codicil she was prevented from benefiting from it by law. Maria stepped in and arranged for Leoncia to receive an income until her death in exchange for testifying Tom was incompetent at the time he signed it. Also making this false testimony were Gary Tucker and Schuyler (Skye) Wyatt, two sometimes rent-boys and ne'er-do-wells who were a HUGE problem when they sometimes lived in Tennessee's compound when I lived and worked there. After I was "disposed of" as an assistant in a strange event, Gary and Skye RULED Tennessee's household, and Tom's health -- ALWAYS vigorous while i was there and before -- began a sharp decline. Tennessee claimed they were putting ground glass in his food, but that might not be EXACTLY right.
After Tom's murder, Gary and Skye moved to Atlanta, where I was already living and working as a Magic Pan restaurant manager, and when I chanced on them at gay bars, they invited me to their many extravagant parties in a Victorian mansion on High Street near the Alliance Theatre/high Museum complex. Neither of them worked much and bragged that they lived rent-free. Gary died of AIDS in late 1989, and Skye soon thereafter moved to Chattanooga, TN, where he worked as a flunky for a caterer until he died of AIDS in about 1994. When he returned to Atlanta bars to party, he often bought rounds of drinks and bragged to me once drunkenly that his hot little convertible and luxury digs in Tennessee were paid for by a "High Republican Legislator in the Tennessee State Legislature" -- the state where Sewanee lies, and without sex in return.
In 2009, when I had not yet connected all the dots and was on very friendly terms with John Uecker (whom I'd had NO contact with since 1982), Uecker told me that Skye had told him the same thing about his income. It took me FOREVER to connect the dots because due to a false diagnosis of manic-depression/Bipolar FORCED on me by my mother and over a very different opinion of the psychiatrist mom did NOT like my going to in 1978, I was prescribed Lithium for thirty years and took it religiously until early in 2009, when my shrink nurse of many years decided to take me off it due to its long-term usually devastating effects to certain organs -- and the fact that she had seen no evidence of me EVER having had uncalled-for "mood swings".
Lithium diminishes mental abilities (but I had enough to spare), as well as keeping one from "connecting the dots" of events to see how they are related. Also, Mom saw that I had to deal with a parade of experiences designed to keep me with the lowest self-esteem imaginable. In 2009, I ALSO completed my memoir of working for Tennessee, after six years of work and 12 major drafts to bring it to worthiness of the subject. John Lahr and the top Williams scholars all gave it raves, and Alyson Books signed me to publishing contract for it to be released hard-cover April 2010 -- my book to be the featured release of 30.
But publisher Don Weise never intended to publish my book, never paid me a DIME of the $3,000.00 half of the advance due ON SIGNING, which was early August 2009, and in January of 2010, cancelled my contract, returned my rights via email, and parent HERE! Media's lawyer called me to say they would GUARANTEE my book was never published. I had ALREADY dealt with the shock that Weise had instructed me (which I ignored), to DESTROY all but the final draft of my book when I delivered the final draft and photos to be included to his office in NYC early Dec. 2009. On my return to Atlanta, I discovered that hackers had GUTTED my books files on my computer TOTALLY (but I had saved them elsewhere as well). The next shock was when Alyson returned my materials by mail, they had never even OPENED sealed envelopes containing photos -- even though Weise had claimed galleys were complete before the end of December.
My agent, who either began with or later joined these conspirators, fired me the day after I got my rights back, and my employer fired me within a week or two after a long email back and forth that is published (like far more about all these claims) on my blog, in which he ended up suggesting the ONLY alternative open to me was SUICIDE. Twenty minutes later, Police arrived (first of FIVE commitment attempts within a month -- the last one the nurse even misspoke and said she had been sent out "by the Republican Party" -- the first one initiated by my sister Jane after she got word indirectly from my boss to do so. The final one was attributed to my sister Julie by an honest cop.
Meanwhile, I had come under the wing of recently-retired Army Col. Dottie Newman, who besides being a docent at the High Museum of Art and Board member of veterans service agencies in NYC, had served as Gen. Collin Powell's Chief Protocol Officer and sat with Gen. Powell and his wife Alma around the kitchen table and decided it was NOT safe for him to run in the 2008 presidential election. She eventually told me the Patriots who had been informally protecting me could no longer do so as this was when Obamacare was coming to vote in Congress and the Republicans had gone totally RABID and desperate to kill me due to Mom being Dick Cheney's chief liaison with the Pope -- and un-medicated, I was remembering TOO MUCH swastika stuff!!!
I eventually fled to Puerto Vallarta hoping to mount and 100th Birthday Cultural Celebration of Tennessee Williams' since filming of THE NIGHT OF THE IGUANA. I had many theaters and top restaurants lined up -- as well as a couple of celebrities lined up to speak. But the Sinaloa Cartel had tricked me out of all my money and I became homeless -- even held hostage for one month in a crack house. LOL!!! And then-Mayor Chava Gonzalez Resendiz gave me a TON of trouble. Only the last few months have i been able to confirm he was doing much business with the Chicago Drug Mafia headed by now-Mayor Rahm Emanuel and our VERY complicated President Obama -- money flowing through Wells Fargo Bank via Jaime Southheimer-- then VP of Chicago office of Wells Cargo Powder Transfer -- who was mysteriously the FIRST person I met on my fist (WHOOPS!!!: FIRST), of three visits to PV (all in 2010), before moving there.
Currently, Jaime is suing me for Libel ($50,000.00) in Cook County District Court -- a suit that can go NOWHERE because I was never legally served, but they hope to frighten me enough to sign ANYTHING so they can "leap over" this little error in their calculations, and PROVE BY MY SIGNING ANYTHING that I am guilty. HA!!!
Unfortunately for your Church (or some it it, actually), although Sewanee did NOT have involvement with the CIA/Republican Party worldwide narco-trafficking when they allied to murder Tennessee, they had no choice but to become part of that too. Thomas Keith, once New Directions Press's editor of all things Tennessee Williams, also reported to YOUR lawyer Michael Remer, and was in charge of keeping the Williams scholars and Festivals IN LINE with Sewanee/Republican plans for Tennessee's work. Sewanee has seen to it that only the WORST productions are approved (the ones most visible to press, that is), to damage Tom's credibility and reputation.
Tennessee was a FAG, remember??? That was why he went with Jackie Onassis's suggestion: Everyone who is anyone knows that Sewanee has been the BIGGEST of known schools for supporting ABJECT RACISM in America -- to say nothing of homophobia.
Thomas Keith added ugly LIES ABOUT TENNESSEE to my memoir when Alyson Books hired him to edit it (although he gave a great review). He also BRAGGED to me that he had had sex with and provided with drugs the Executive Director of the Tennessee Williams/New Orleans Literary Festival, Paul Willis, to CONTROL HIM. I've attended that festival four times and was to participate in at least two panels in 2010, but as soon as Alyson cancelled my contract, I heard from Mr. Willis who in a VERY SNIPPY way cancelled me (he had already told me they would NOT pay transportation, room, or honorarium (for me only) due to low funds. he added that "the ONLY reason we would invite you to speak was because you got published. But you won't be so we are cancelling our invitation to you."
Also, Thomas Keith -- who works very closely with many in the Episcopal Church, including setting up the Installation of TW in the Poet's Corner of Cathedral St. John the Divine (which I attended as well as Bishop's Reception where no Bishop would speak to ME!!!) -- is partnered with a man named Arturo, originally from Colombia, whose family lives in Stone Mountain, GA and are part of the corruption THERE of the town and the GA Republican Party. He and his family are HIGH in the Cali Cartel, and in 1990, I tracked how Newt Gingrich brought drugs by train into Stone Mountain Park behind my home. At the time, what is now a walk-in trail was a rail line to run steam trains from Atlanta into the Park. I followed the Sysco Food Service and Inland Seafood trucks to fast food restaurants in Atlanta and observed distributors picking up HUGE bags of food they never ordered.
Knowing Mom was somehow involved (but not yet Newt), I went to Newt Gingrich's Congressional Office (since he was so HARD against drugs), and reported all to his office manager in several written documentations, one published here: http://
I think this is enough for me to nut-shell you for now. If you would like to check my references with people still alive whom I knew while working for Tennessee, there are two to start with: Gregory Mosher, today America's most successful theater producer working now at Columbia University: REDACTED . Also, while I've had no contact with her since then, Meryl Streep was the friendliest to me of all celebrities i met and I've been told she remembers me.
My book is available here, where professional and customer reviews can be read: http://www.amazon.com/
Please know that I am NOT angry with anyone -- although I DO believe some will need to make amends.
Thanks for reading so dang much!!!
Scott
(I have no time now to proof this, so I hope it's OK.)
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