Robert C. Kenan, Jr.'s law office in Burgaw, North Carolina, yesterday
To begin at the beginning, I was to have a date with the young (54 years old), fella I'd met a couple of days ago -- beginning early morning and spending the day just to get to know each other as things seemed promising. But the fact of the matter was that he was such a step above "Drug Trash", that I had tried to force him into my fantasy of him.
I had, again, "fallen in love with love".
The FACT is, that he has nearly no ambition, and my GALLOPING AMBITIONS were a threat to his world view -- but he's a well-intended guy, fiscally responsible, etc., so there is no reason to identify him -- just because I was disappointed when he delayed to noon, then never called again.
I learned ONE fun thing from him. Growing up here he has known three Kenan males, and when I said, "Nearly ALL the Kenan males are homosexual," he immediately replied, "THAT'S for sure!!!"
In fairness -- using the better known ones of the distant branch, both William Rand Kenan, Sr. and Frank Hawkins Kenan seem to have been completely straight.
Praise the Lord!!!
This is the FIRST TIME I have seen outright declaration of the "Bush-Clinton Dynasty" in mainstream or near-mainstream-but alternate Press
-- something I have been writing about for at least three years!!!
Now, jumping forward to this morning, I had a long conversation with Mom, filling her in on my latest activities, from writing Brian Moynihan, CEO of Kenan-controlled Bank of America, to having a GREAT conversation with Monica Lewinsky's cousin Kathleen Kinkade, a few days ago -- and what Kathleen and I straightened out in MY understanding: She is NOT an ally of HER criminal family who set up and maintain Bain Capital in El Salvador for Mitt Romney as a Criminal Enterprise, to my FUN CORRESPONDENCE, now, with a minister at St. Paul's Evangelical Lutheran.
Then I said, "I discovered I have a second cousin once removed who is a LAWYER . . . " and before I could complete the sentence, Mom chimed in, "Oh, you mean BOBBY!!!"
Well, it turns out that unbeknownst to me, my parents, during the time they lived in Wilmington, NC (1980 - 2000), had been going to Kenan Family Reunions -- and know ALL the people from the near branch that sort of centers around Burgaw, NC. And although Mom actually was referring to Robert C. Kenan, Sr., who had/has an accounting firm, she knew his son was an attorney, and said to be CERTAIN to tell him when he calls me that she remembers his father well!!!
What I had done -- since I was up early and "Date" would not do anything before noon, was to drive up to Burgaw without initial contact, to, as I told Mom, "present myself in person so at least the office staff could see that I'm NOT a dangerous nut-house escapee -- which ANY reasonable person would conclude, given the peculiarities of my story."
Well Mr. Kenan's admin was a wonderful woman, who said he was out of the office all day, but she would have him call me when he is in (not clear if he's out all week or just yesterday). When I told her of my troubles with the false charge that I'd been held in jail so long I was forced back into HOMELESSNESS, she said, "We are a Country-Real-Estate Attorney, so handle nothing like that," but she then asked if I'd been sued for "Defamation of Character" -- as would SEEM logical, given that I'd blogged about all the drug dealing I'd seen in David's Costello's Bar.
"No," I said, 'Cyber-Stalking' -- which had nothing to do with ANYTHING -- but D.A. Ben David had been FORCED by Public Defender Jennifer Harjo to WIPE MY RECORD CLEAN, since he had NO EVIDENCE for that or any other charge." I explained that I hoped Mr. Kenan could at least tell me HOW to go about getting compensation -- and maybe refer me to a proper lawyer.
She asked for his name, and when I revealed it to be David Nash, she immediately said I'd likely have to get one from Raleigh, at least, if not Charlotte!!! And I can't claim she actually knew of Nash's reputation -- but just this CARTEL OF PROTECTION that the Wilmington lawyers have for each other.
In the end, my conversation had been both long and delightful with Mom, and I told her she had literally given me CHILLS (of thrills), and MADE MY DAY!!!
I should also add that I told Mom that I think David Nash has gotten enough from me in my ridiculing him with the TRUTH in this blog -- and that I would RATHER leave him alone like all others in Wilmington, now, but short of making some kind of settlement with Mr. Nash, I don't see how I can find the money to OVERTURN the false Libel conviction in Chicago -- which MUST be done.
>>> SO WHY IS S.E. NORTH CAROLINA SO SECRETIVE ABOUT EVERYTHING???
Because they LOVE criminal and UNETHICAL activities -- and hiding it all behind a CRUMBLING FAKE FACADE of "HOLY, HOLY CHRISTIANITY"!!!
And then the final "bizzarity" of yesterday, was that I got a call from what seemed to be a really nice black guy I met first thing in the morning at a convenience store -- and had given him a lift "home" -- and given my number since he was EAGER for some "manly adventures".
Now, before I go further -- even "Testosteroni" has mentioned this morning that the details are just too TAWDRY to publish -- so I am NOT going to publish any of that, but you will see WHY I am telling the story "somewhat obliquely", shortly.
Indeed, as he was about to step into my shower, I saw that his 42-waist and 4XL upper body (which hung down below his waist like some kind of "uni-bosom", suggesting mushrooms or moss and lichens might live within the crease), also sported the most perfect representation of "sheathed Florida", and it was black as the ace of spades -- AND size appropriate for a seven-foot giant.
But he had been drinking beer, and mentioned that he intended to buy a couple of Xanax after leaving. THIS shrunk MY interest -- but I know how to explore safely in such circumstances.
You get the idea -- and he did NOT have hemorrhoids -- but presented his big asset to my face, begging for a good digital plunging, which had him MOANING and SWEARING we have to spend LOTS of time together -- even suggesting some ORGIES with others that he knows!!!
Well, no completions were reached and I have lots of soap and water and bleach for "Post-Traumatic Clean-Up".
But it turned out he lives in a woman's house with his family paying the weekly rent, and when he squeezed into my Coca-Cola shirt (that I had accidentally given him -- he DEMANDING that I outfit him in some clothes not filthy like the ones he wore over), I casually mentioned that my distant Kenan relatives control Coca-Cola, and he said he comes from a wealthy family too!!!
His family lives in Lithonia, Georgia -- one zip code south of Stone Mountain, and the WEALTHIEST majority black zip code in the USA -- so I mentioned I had met Tupac Shakur's mother, whom he knows too, she telling me that Tupac had been murdered because he would NOT shut up about seeing so many gay-hating, gangsta-rap rappers in a HUGE MAN-ORGY upstairs at Quincy Jones's mansion in Los Angeles.
My guest had no argument with THAT!!!
So I asked him HOW his family had made all THEIR money. "Selling DRUGS!!!" he said.
So I will NOT see him again (although he doesn't know that yet). And although none of this is EVIDENCE, Law Enforcement might like to know that he is 38 years old, about 5' 9', lives near 14th and Castle Streets, uses the name "Drake" with me, and his cell number is (910) 352-XXXX.
Let's see if AYE get murdered now -- HA!!!
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