In my ongoing attempt to get the city of Puerto Vallarta to endorse my Celebration of the 100th Anniversary of Tennessee Williams’ Birth, I have contacted the Mayor’s office five times in four months, but have received no reply, and yesterday, was scheduled to meet with him BY HIS SECRETARY (I have the appointment note in her hand), but, of course, it turned out to be another Mexican holiday and the offices were closed. His secretary knew EXACTLY what she was doing.
I won´t put up with this crap any more.
I’m no one particularly important, but Tennessee Williams’ play THE NIGHT OF THE IGUANA, put Puerto Vallarta on the map, and even if the mayor thinks I’m totally loco, he should have at least acknowledged my efforts and encouraged me.
On my third visit to his office about six weeks ago, I told him that Albert (aka Baby Azteca) one of the most dangerous killers from the chief drug gang in Los Angeles, CA had been let off three counts of drug-related murders as well as illegal entry and living in the USA. The CIA then sent him to Puerto Vallarta to kill people opposed to their drug operation here, but they sent him three years before I arrived – not as recently as I had first remembered from his telling of his story, incorrectly.
Albert/Baby Azteca is very proud of his story and has tattoos celebrating those murders (and many other tattoos, all homemade) on his face and upper body to frighten all who see him. And from the reactions of my friends who met him, I can tell you this works!!!
But the timing of his arrival is not the issue. Kind Mexicans lured me into the house where he lived with another killer, Toro. There, after about 10 days, Toro beat me severely and said he was going to kill me if I didn´t shut up about his stealing my Apple laptop (value with the music CDs I’d loaded and then given to charity in US plus software is $10,000.00 USD), and selling it for 500 pesos ($47.50 approx. USD) for a few rocks of crack.
Then, Albert/Baby Azteca threatened my life by holding a six-inch blade to my throat and my diabetes-swollen foot (saying he’d show me how to reduce the pressure, and then slit my throat like a chicken’s. My housemates then fed me a chicken neck with skin and the huge artery (vein?) swimming in broth for my dinner. Albert and Toro said I would not live through the night. They planned to terrorize me and then kill me before dawn.
But I was smarter and managed to sneak out of the house.
A few days later, I visited the Mayor’s office and explained to the mayor’s fluent English-speaking secretary what happened to me and that Baby Azteca was in the house working for the CIA and local mafia to kill people opposing the drug trade, and if he didn´t do something to scare Baby Azteca out of town, someone would soon be killed.
I could not give testimony FORMALLY to my Jalisco and Federale prosecution contacts without a translator I trusted, and I did not have one. I DID give all the info informally, however.
The mayor did nothing, and three weeks later a man was killed by Baby Azteca and an accomplice. Lurid photos were all over the local newspapers. The police picked up Albert/Baby A. and Albert’s brother, Martin, at 1690 Calle Costa Rica – exactly where I said they would be since my words did not scare them and they believed (or so they told me), they had the protection of the mayor. They picked up the accomplice the same day, elsewhere.
Martin was found to have no guilt – and I can attest to Martin’s character. I heard from him last night that he is safe in Guadelajara now, but there is as yet no confirmation that his brother Albert/Baby Azteca, is actually in jail. Two days after Martin was released by the police, he and I went to the jail and found that the accomplice was there, but there was NO RECORD of Albert/Baby A. having ever been there.
This is the power of the Republican Party USA/CIA. All hard drugs sold in Mexico or the US (and most other places) enrich Dick Cheney’s and Newt Gingrich’s wealth. The local mafia get little compared to their US partners-in-crime.
So Sr. Chava Gonzalez, El Presidente of Puerto Vallarta, I blame YOU for causing this murder by failing to protect the citizens of the city that elected you. You had three weeks, but you failed to act. Now arrest (or scare out of town) the man Toro, who claims to own the house, and the guy across the street who runs the little store. Albert/Baby Azteca, Toro, another resident of the house named Barby, and others (including his own admission of this to me) have told me this guy is the neighborhood mafia boss.
He cheated me too.
So, Mr. Chava Gonzalez, perhaps you can convince me this is all a misunderstanding. Your refusal to call me or text me in the last hour as I called for in the ultimatum I gave your secretary two hours ago, indicates you are sick of doing the mafia bidding of your family who put you into power as the Mayor – and their puppet.
Mr. Gonzalez: Please now that I have trapped you and your family, work for the good of the people of your beloved city and give testimony against your family as I have given testimony against my own mother, Ruth Anne (Meyer) Kenan, confirmed multiple times by key Jews as the top Nazi in the United States of America.
Also, I would like a PR announcement from the city about the Tennessee Williams Festival, whose details I gave to Gloria Palacios on City Council. I am an EXCELLENT fundraiser, and will be able to raise nearly all funds independently, but must have some seed money to set me up with a Mac computer and internet access. I now have a house in exchange for some housekeeping duties, but it needs to have cable and internet added.
I figure I really need about $6,000.00 USD for seed money, and after that I will be self-sustaining. I am still trying to get this amount of money from my family, so might not need it from the city.
But I MUST have an IMMEDIATE answer. Time is wasting and I want this party to be the best Puerto Vallarta has ever seen and raise much money for local (especially native) arts and culture. I will press on with or without your help or response. Don´t be left looking like a fool (criminal) when my Celebration is excellent and YOU refused to help honor Tennessee Williams whose play put this town on the map.
Muchos Garcia – and here is to a long and enduring friendship as we partner in making Puerto Vallarta the magnificent city that we both know it already is in the Mind of God.
Special thanks to a couple of locals:
Debbi Egan, former owner of ChocoBanana Cantina, who gave me my first bit of evidence regarding the Republican Party's activities in Puerto Vallarta, and later absolute confirmation of certain key pòints of evidence.
The manager and two other employees of Hotel Mercurio.
Fernando Merino, godson (if still alive) of Hector-the-Engineer (built highway and bridge to San Sebastain del Oeste), whose (Hector's) photos of himself at his ranch in Mezcales have his face wrapped in the same-patterned Arab head-wrap that Yassir Arafat used to wear -- despite Fernando's claim that Hector is a Jew and a closeted homosexual -- for telling me so much about Hector's drug operations worldwide and his near daily claim that Hector is in fact CIA--and so was I because I signed the contract that I posted a couple of months ago on this blog.
It didn´t work out quite as they expected. Pity.
Scott David Kenan
Puerto Vallarta
16 November, 2010
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
Sunday, November 14, 2010
I found a house!
In exchange for watering the owner´s plants. Praise Jesus!!!
I am unable to paste in what I copied from a memory stick, so I have to leave this message short.
I am unable to paste in what I copied from a memory stick, so I have to leave this message short.
Friday, November 12, 2010
I am FURIOUS at (with?) Mexico!!!
First of all, I don't mean with the Mexican People -- they are the finest on earth and I love them dearly. And I don't mean I'm upset with President Calderone. He's not politically able to say he's OK with gay people, but that is politics. To tell the truth; after all the evidence I've given his advisors, Federale and Jalisco state prosecutors, and Omar, who said he is the Chief of Puerto Vallarta Police, I feel like'm a personal friend of President Calderone.
And remember: Bill Clinton signed the Defense of Marriage act and I certainly never gave up on him.
I mean the part of the Mexican Government that passed a regulation that at Costco, no one may buy anything over the equivalent of $100.00 USD in cash. They MUST use credit/debit cards. THIS DOES NOT APPLY TO SAM'S CLUB -- THE SAME EXACT TYPE OF BUSINESS. I´ll tell you exactly why in a minute.
I´m impatient. Here's why: Walmart gives nearly all campain contributions to the Republican Party in the US. Costco is JUSTIFYIBLY proud of NEVER giving a Republican a donation (or so it was a year ago when I last checked).
Therefore, the Repubican Party is getting revenge through the CIA and PRI Party Mexico, which they still CONTROL. Yes Mexico, the PRI party is a front for the US CIA. That is why when you buy crack, cocaine, methamphetamine, or opium drugs, you are giving money to the CIA and Republican Party. See deeper into this blog to find the truth of how and why.
Also, I´m very angry with Wal-Mart Corporation because a month before I moved to the Estado Unido de Mexico, Amy Fortenberry, former top attack dog lawyer in Walmart's special unit to destroy its enemies in courts, poisoned me with a tamale she bought in a Mexican restaurant in Tucker, GA. She had had a slight concussion and was suffering dizzy spells so had to leave her normal duties with wal-Mart, but still worked for them -- or so she claimed to me. She was staying with her parents, the Chip Fortenberrys of Stone Mountain when she tricked her way into my life and became my confidant.
When I complained to City Councilperson Nan Nash and later the Stone Mountain Police about this attempted murder (I barely made it through the night. Graphic description is on my blog in April or May), they both said the Frotenberry family was too powerful for them to even think of questioning -- and of course right about then, the cops and the county mental health nurse came out to try to commit me to a psych ward one of the five times they did this in two months -- all attempts were unsuccessful.
So this remnant of the CIA/PRI Party that is working through the Mexican government to hassle Costco had better IMMEDIATELY recind this cash restriction at Costco or make it apply to Sam's Club equally (and any other equivalent stores).
Don´t mess with my favorite store: COSTCO!!!
And remember: Bill Clinton signed the Defense of Marriage act and I certainly never gave up on him.
I mean the part of the Mexican Government that passed a regulation that at Costco, no one may buy anything over the equivalent of $100.00 USD in cash. They MUST use credit/debit cards. THIS DOES NOT APPLY TO SAM'S CLUB -- THE SAME EXACT TYPE OF BUSINESS. I´ll tell you exactly why in a minute.
I´m impatient. Here's why: Walmart gives nearly all campain contributions to the Republican Party in the US. Costco is JUSTIFYIBLY proud of NEVER giving a Republican a donation (or so it was a year ago when I last checked).
Therefore, the Repubican Party is getting revenge through the CIA and PRI Party Mexico, which they still CONTROL. Yes Mexico, the PRI party is a front for the US CIA. That is why when you buy crack, cocaine, methamphetamine, or opium drugs, you are giving money to the CIA and Republican Party. See deeper into this blog to find the truth of how and why.
Also, I´m very angry with Wal-Mart Corporation because a month before I moved to the Estado Unido de Mexico, Amy Fortenberry, former top attack dog lawyer in Walmart's special unit to destroy its enemies in courts, poisoned me with a tamale she bought in a Mexican restaurant in Tucker, GA. She had had a slight concussion and was suffering dizzy spells so had to leave her normal duties with wal-Mart, but still worked for them -- or so she claimed to me. She was staying with her parents, the Chip Fortenberrys of Stone Mountain when she tricked her way into my life and became my confidant.
When I complained to City Councilperson Nan Nash and later the Stone Mountain Police about this attempted murder (I barely made it through the night. Graphic description is on my blog in April or May), they both said the Frotenberry family was too powerful for them to even think of questioning -- and of course right about then, the cops and the county mental health nurse came out to try to commit me to a psych ward one of the five times they did this in two months -- all attempts were unsuccessful.
So this remnant of the CIA/PRI Party that is working through the Mexican government to hassle Costco had better IMMEDIATELY recind this cash restriction at Costco or make it apply to Sam's Club equally (and any other equivalent stores).
Don´t mess with my favorite store: COSTCO!!!
In Appreciation of Sun Oil Company, my Brother, my Parents, and Hilary and Chuck Pritchard-Russell
Today is Appreciation Day for Sunoco, Inc. (Formerly Sun Oil Company) Day!
Not only did my father spend his career working for them, but my brother Mike has worked for them in accounting (like Dad), since he graduated from URI. Not usually volunteered by me is that Sun Oil gave me my first post-graduation job, a summer job in their Newark offices, which they offered to extend to full time, but also having the offer to move to Cape May and start an art studio with fellow Denison alum Hilary Russell and live with her and her life-partner-to-be – another Denison alum – Chuck Pritchard, I declined and eventually that led to the formation of Whale’s Tale, the best gift/craft store on the Cape May pedestrian mall.
So I owe them (Sunoco, Chuck, and Hilary) a lot – but there’s more!
The only reason Patrick Stansbury was able to get the contracts for the military and non-military schools was because Walter Moore was vice president of Collegiate Concepts, Inc., and had a key to literally steal all the artwork and documents necessary from CCI offices when CCI was torpedoed by an almost entirely false “investigation.”
One of the Smiths who owned it was Jewish – are you surprised??? -- and Channel 5 (which, as part of the deal, was taken over by Fox Network immediately after the station did the bogus investigation into CCI – and that is how Fox got a VHF (important then) station in the ATL market.
All the news for a week featured ME in all the “investigation” video – talk about your embarrassment!!!
Back to Walter Moore -- who loved to brag to me how when he lived in Cherry Hill, NJ he knew ALL the top executives of Sunoco. This is probably just coincidence, but it is hard not to feel like Sunoco has been watching over me all my life. Also too bad that Walter always impersonated an Army or Air Force general when selling ad space in military yearbooks – and that his son was in prison for rape. What a sleeze-ball!!!
Too bad I had to break with Pentagon Publishing, Inc. when Patrick refused to pay me the $38,000.00 for company stock he AGREED to pay me $100.00/share. It’s too late now – PPI no longer answers phones and most extensions to my old co-workers are disconnected. It seems there was a giant drug bust in GA based largely on evidence I gave to the FBI and a couple of President Obama’s top advisors.
Let all who still claim I’m crazy and need psychiatric care of any kind be forewarned that if they do not get truthful with me, I will put them in prison too. For life, if possible.
The good news for Sunoco, Inc.:
The son of the man who developed the Bardahl high-performance oils asked me (he heard my family was associated with the oil business) to sell the formula which his brother and he retained rights to when the family sold the Bardahl company his father developed. This would be a perfect fit with Sunoco’s high performance gasolines which are loved by those in the racing industry. I was going to offer it to Kenan Avantage Group of Ohio – developed from the humble beginnings of a couple of Exxon stations in NC by Frank Harkness Kenan and his son Thomas S. Kenan III (the latter my “personal” friend for some time now), but they only transport petroleum products (although nationwide and winning all kinds of environmental good citizen awards), and Sunoco produces them.
The head of a group of Latin American businessmen who invested in Texas wells has asked me to help them find US investors to increase their drilling of Texas Gold crude – the cleanest in the industry. They find and drill in pockets overlooked by the major companies, but US law requires that they sell only to American companies. Since Gasproz (whatever – the name of the Russian state oil company) did NOT buy Sunoco a year or so ago, when it looked like they would buy it, they still qualify, and this clean petroleum is perfect for Sunoco’s refineries which do not do dirty petroleum well.
This company is 20 years old, has a proven track record, and is currently valued at about $10,000,000.00 usd. They are on track for a value of $100,000,000.00 in five years. I have not yet verified all by research, but it’s worth taking a look. I figure my brother will know whom to contact, and we can split any commissions for BOTH companies, should one or both work out. Couple million each, perhaps.
I have reversed on my parents. It is quite conceivable that the swastikas on the china we used in the 1950s and 1960s was actually my grandparents’ china – although my aunts Pat and Jeanne tell me they never saw it in my grandparents’ house (they might not remember something as subtle as swastikas on dinner plates).
You see, while the stuff I wrote about Sun Oil is straightforward, the rest I am choosing to claim at the moment because I am sick and tired of begging for gas, food, and cigarettes while living in my car. My right calf is now swollen and pressured. I expect the chemical diabetes in that foot that was caused by Lithium for many years also has caused a blood clot in a vein near my knee. I have no money to consult a doctor, and just hope the clot doesn´t move to my heart and cause a heart attack.
I’m hoping that all things considered (and with a more kindly point of view toward my parents – my mother, especially – Dad has reversed and has actually been supporting everything I´m doing for the last two weeks. But when my mother enters the room he’s in, I can tell – he changes his words then by 180 degrees.
Nazis are very powerful.
Patrick is now in jail. My mother might be next – unless she helps me out of compassion for my medical situation and gets a reduced sentence. She’ll have to pay something. I got that decision from above.
I hope that I can wake up my brother and sisters in time. If they continue to insist on supporting my mother, they will go to prison for life or possibly even hang on the gallows. Patrick has been put away. Ruth Anne Meyer Kenan is next, and time is running out fast.
I give my parents one day to send me some compassionate assistance. The previously agreed sum of $5,000.00 in exchange for me being off their will from my parents and $1,000.00 from my brother (he will potentially get commissions from the sales listed above and a RT ticket to come visit me ASAP with free place to stay).
It’s a deal they cannot refuse, I hope. . . .
Tick-tock.
Not only did my father spend his career working for them, but my brother Mike has worked for them in accounting (like Dad), since he graduated from URI. Not usually volunteered by me is that Sun Oil gave me my first post-graduation job, a summer job in their Newark offices, which they offered to extend to full time, but also having the offer to move to Cape May and start an art studio with fellow Denison alum Hilary Russell and live with her and her life-partner-to-be – another Denison alum – Chuck Pritchard, I declined and eventually that led to the formation of Whale’s Tale, the best gift/craft store on the Cape May pedestrian mall.
So I owe them (Sunoco, Chuck, and Hilary) a lot – but there’s more!
The only reason Patrick Stansbury was able to get the contracts for the military and non-military schools was because Walter Moore was vice president of Collegiate Concepts, Inc., and had a key to literally steal all the artwork and documents necessary from CCI offices when CCI was torpedoed by an almost entirely false “investigation.”
One of the Smiths who owned it was Jewish – are you surprised??? -- and Channel 5 (which, as part of the deal, was taken over by Fox Network immediately after the station did the bogus investigation into CCI – and that is how Fox got a VHF (important then) station in the ATL market.
All the news for a week featured ME in all the “investigation” video – talk about your embarrassment!!!
Back to Walter Moore -- who loved to brag to me how when he lived in Cherry Hill, NJ he knew ALL the top executives of Sunoco. This is probably just coincidence, but it is hard not to feel like Sunoco has been watching over me all my life. Also too bad that Walter always impersonated an Army or Air Force general when selling ad space in military yearbooks – and that his son was in prison for rape. What a sleeze-ball!!!
Too bad I had to break with Pentagon Publishing, Inc. when Patrick refused to pay me the $38,000.00 for company stock he AGREED to pay me $100.00/share. It’s too late now – PPI no longer answers phones and most extensions to my old co-workers are disconnected. It seems there was a giant drug bust in GA based largely on evidence I gave to the FBI and a couple of President Obama’s top advisors.
Let all who still claim I’m crazy and need psychiatric care of any kind be forewarned that if they do not get truthful with me, I will put them in prison too. For life, if possible.
The good news for Sunoco, Inc.:
The son of the man who developed the Bardahl high-performance oils asked me (he heard my family was associated with the oil business) to sell the formula which his brother and he retained rights to when the family sold the Bardahl company his father developed. This would be a perfect fit with Sunoco’s high performance gasolines which are loved by those in the racing industry. I was going to offer it to Kenan Avantage Group of Ohio – developed from the humble beginnings of a couple of Exxon stations in NC by Frank Harkness Kenan and his son Thomas S. Kenan III (the latter my “personal” friend for some time now), but they only transport petroleum products (although nationwide and winning all kinds of environmental good citizen awards), and Sunoco produces them.
The head of a group of Latin American businessmen who invested in Texas wells has asked me to help them find US investors to increase their drilling of Texas Gold crude – the cleanest in the industry. They find and drill in pockets overlooked by the major companies, but US law requires that they sell only to American companies. Since Gasproz (whatever – the name of the Russian state oil company) did NOT buy Sunoco a year or so ago, when it looked like they would buy it, they still qualify, and this clean petroleum is perfect for Sunoco’s refineries which do not do dirty petroleum well.
This company is 20 years old, has a proven track record, and is currently valued at about $10,000,000.00 usd. They are on track for a value of $100,000,000.00 in five years. I have not yet verified all by research, but it’s worth taking a look. I figure my brother will know whom to contact, and we can split any commissions for BOTH companies, should one or both work out. Couple million each, perhaps.
I have reversed on my parents. It is quite conceivable that the swastikas on the china we used in the 1950s and 1960s was actually my grandparents’ china – although my aunts Pat and Jeanne tell me they never saw it in my grandparents’ house (they might not remember something as subtle as swastikas on dinner plates).
You see, while the stuff I wrote about Sun Oil is straightforward, the rest I am choosing to claim at the moment because I am sick and tired of begging for gas, food, and cigarettes while living in my car. My right calf is now swollen and pressured. I expect the chemical diabetes in that foot that was caused by Lithium for many years also has caused a blood clot in a vein near my knee. I have no money to consult a doctor, and just hope the clot doesn´t move to my heart and cause a heart attack.
I’m hoping that all things considered (and with a more kindly point of view toward my parents – my mother, especially – Dad has reversed and has actually been supporting everything I´m doing for the last two weeks. But when my mother enters the room he’s in, I can tell – he changes his words then by 180 degrees.
Nazis are very powerful.
Patrick is now in jail. My mother might be next – unless she helps me out of compassion for my medical situation and gets a reduced sentence. She’ll have to pay something. I got that decision from above.
I hope that I can wake up my brother and sisters in time. If they continue to insist on supporting my mother, they will go to prison for life or possibly even hang on the gallows. Patrick has been put away. Ruth Anne Meyer Kenan is next, and time is running out fast.
I give my parents one day to send me some compassionate assistance. The previously agreed sum of $5,000.00 in exchange for me being off their will from my parents and $1,000.00 from my brother (he will potentially get commissions from the sales listed above and a RT ticket to come visit me ASAP with free place to stay).
It’s a deal they cannot refuse, I hope. . . .
Tick-tock.
Thursday, November 11, 2010
Money Talks!!! (More than me, sometimes)
I think my yahoo.com email is working, but not well. It is the best way to contact me -- or leave a comment on my blog.
It was only because so many Puerto Vallartans were asking me why the hell I had not gotten Benjamin and Adrianna Shields put in jail that I acted so strongly yesterday. Everyone knows that he is one of the two top CIA narco-traffickers in town, and everyone knows that he has people killed or disappeared and is highly dangerous. Even Omar, who told me that he was Chief of Police, was visibly taken aback when he saw that official city police handcuffs were part of the way I was locked out of my apartment in the Shields's house in Conchas Chinas. The cops in the substation directly below the Shieldses' property are totally paid off, and Omar knew that he was in a dangerous situation.
I do not blame anyone for taking time to correct Mafia problems here since so many are affected and many in government are so corrupt (just like in the USA). Capt. Don (Capt. Don's bar) knows that his nighttime bartender, Sid, and his Sunday bartendress, No-namia, take their marching orders direct from the Mafia. He's been trying to get rid of them for years.
I watched both times I was kicked out for no reason as Mexicans who had smoked crack in the house I'd lived in on Calle Costa Rico (specific address in earlier blog post) came into Capt. Don's bar and GAVE THEM THE ORDERS!!! This is the same house where Toro, who tried to kill me, lives and Albert "Baby Azteca" lived until Albert was hauled in by police for murdering someone else.
Albert's little brother (and totally cool guy as well as budding writer) Martin and I went to the prison and discovered that the guy caught with his brother was listed as being there, but Albert was not. Either because of his worth to the CIA as a killing machine he was ONCE AGAIN fogiven all his crimes so he can get back to work.
Three years ago, he was forgiven three drug-related murder charges, as well as illegal entering and living, freed from Los Angeles, CA jail and deported in a way that allows him to re-enter the US. By contrast, his brother, who turned totally anti-drug after being shot in gang violence in LA three years ago, was charged with illegal entry and illegal living -- despite the fact that he was brought across the Rio Grande by his parents when he was five years old. He was not responsible for that crime!!!
But the way the US Government works it, only nice Mexicans are deported, and they are held for a half year or more in jail to 1. enrich the Cheney family who bought all the privitized jails, and 2. to wear them down so they sign any false confessions. Two crimes and you can never get a US VISA.
Corrupt Mexicans are encouraged to stay -- not only to make the Mexican population in the US one you can hate more and more, but also to work crimes for the CIA/Republican Party.
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Great night last night drinking the miraculous martinis at Viva bar on Olas Atlas! Pricy at 90 pesos each, they are ALWAYS 2 for 1, so only about 4 bucks each -- and once you’ve had one, you’ll never want to stop!
I recommend the Dirty and the Cocotina (I had two of each). If I’d tried the others, I’d probably recommend them too.
And if you like Pet Shop Boys or the Dutch DJ Tiesto, I lent them my copies of the December 2008 PSB concert in Mexico City, bonus DVD from the Boys’ latest CD, Love, Etc., and a two-disk Tiesto concert that is out of this world. They will play one (or more) for you if you ask.
Tell them that Tall Scott sent you – and please tip generously!!!
A Canadian gentleman who was kind enough to buy me some gasolina this morning told me that when the US government recently (finally!) got the Swiss to divulge some info about the secret bank accounts held there by Americans, it was found that the top tier of mega accounts held by American citizens equaled roughly the US debt. He used the figure $12 trillion USD.
The Chinese Communist Party holds America in debt only because these traitors stole it and hid it in Switzerland (if they weren’t traitors, why would the money be in another country and held in absolute secret? Also, the Swiss have refused repeatedly to help find and return Jewish wealth stolen by the Nazis and deposited with them – not just cash, but art, jewels, and precious metals as well. Are the Swiss not still Nazis?). The US government decided to give this top tier of criminals no problem, and go after the next tier down of US depositors to recoup the less-politically-connected people’s money, and in so doing, proved there are Nazis (or use whatever moniker you prefer) at the very top of the decision-makers in US Government – especially regarding money matters.
Brother Obama would do well to have these top people investigated – both the US deciding officials and the depositors. Likely, it’s not all ill-gotten money, but I bet this action would eliminate most of the US foreign debt.
The other monetary action I strongly recommend (and soon I will INSIST on, if it is not approved in Congress pronto – perfect action for a Lame Duck Congress – LOL!!!) is to change the ink color (cheap solution! See who squawks in Congress when it’s proposed!!!) in the new $100.00 bill so it retains all safety features but is immediately recognized as different from the current bills in circulation. Then have a period (two months?) in which ALL old $100.00 bills must be exchanged for new WORLDWIDE.
Everyone knows that most of the ill-gotten money in the world is held in $100.00 US bills. Swaps over a certain size ($5,000.00?) should be recorded with serial numbers, and no swaps ever without government issued photo ID and a record made of names and amounts. After the two months, all old currency would become no longer viable as money. It would simply be a collectible and subject to market valuation as such.
Mexico does this on a regular (or irregular) basis, and it’s a proven way to flush out money launderers.
This would also flush out so I could see just how deep that stash of $100.00 bills my parents keep and throw at me when they wanted me to gas up and get back out of their lives. Mom claimed it was bonus money from VISA for using their card so much, but since they are on such a limited budget, how would they get VISA to mail them so many hundred dollar bills – and VISA isn’t stupid, they’d either credit their account, or better, send them cash cards so they could continue to lend money on what was on deposit until the cards were used (or better yet, lost.)
HA!
And I’d also like to point out that in the late 1980s and early 1990s when it was becoming very difficult for the Dutch to get their money out of South America, my parents worked with a number of people to assist them in this. The biggest way they used (according to my mother) was to buy art and take that out. I wish I remembered the names of they mega-rich my parents were working with. It was my mother who said they were mega-rich. I know they played duplicate bridge together – a time-tested excellent way to pass info and orders through the pre-dealt cards.
It was only because so many Puerto Vallartans were asking me why the hell I had not gotten Benjamin and Adrianna Shields put in jail that I acted so strongly yesterday. Everyone knows that he is one of the two top CIA narco-traffickers in town, and everyone knows that he has people killed or disappeared and is highly dangerous. Even Omar, who told me that he was Chief of Police, was visibly taken aback when he saw that official city police handcuffs were part of the way I was locked out of my apartment in the Shields's house in Conchas Chinas. The cops in the substation directly below the Shieldses' property are totally paid off, and Omar knew that he was in a dangerous situation.
I do not blame anyone for taking time to correct Mafia problems here since so many are affected and many in government are so corrupt (just like in the USA). Capt. Don (Capt. Don's bar) knows that his nighttime bartender, Sid, and his Sunday bartendress, No-namia, take their marching orders direct from the Mafia. He's been trying to get rid of them for years.
I watched both times I was kicked out for no reason as Mexicans who had smoked crack in the house I'd lived in on Calle Costa Rico (specific address in earlier blog post) came into Capt. Don's bar and GAVE THEM THE ORDERS!!! This is the same house where Toro, who tried to kill me, lives and Albert "Baby Azteca" lived until Albert was hauled in by police for murdering someone else.
Albert's little brother (and totally cool guy as well as budding writer) Martin and I went to the prison and discovered that the guy caught with his brother was listed as being there, but Albert was not. Either because of his worth to the CIA as a killing machine he was ONCE AGAIN fogiven all his crimes so he can get back to work.
Three years ago, he was forgiven three drug-related murder charges, as well as illegal entering and living, freed from Los Angeles, CA jail and deported in a way that allows him to re-enter the US. By contrast, his brother, who turned totally anti-drug after being shot in gang violence in LA three years ago, was charged with illegal entry and illegal living -- despite the fact that he was brought across the Rio Grande by his parents when he was five years old. He was not responsible for that crime!!!
But the way the US Government works it, only nice Mexicans are deported, and they are held for a half year or more in jail to 1. enrich the Cheney family who bought all the privitized jails, and 2. to wear them down so they sign any false confessions. Two crimes and you can never get a US VISA.
Corrupt Mexicans are encouraged to stay -- not only to make the Mexican population in the US one you can hate more and more, but also to work crimes for the CIA/Republican Party.
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Great night last night drinking the miraculous martinis at Viva bar on Olas Atlas! Pricy at 90 pesos each, they are ALWAYS 2 for 1, so only about 4 bucks each -- and once you’ve had one, you’ll never want to stop!
I recommend the Dirty and the Cocotina (I had two of each). If I’d tried the others, I’d probably recommend them too.
And if you like Pet Shop Boys or the Dutch DJ Tiesto, I lent them my copies of the December 2008 PSB concert in Mexico City, bonus DVD from the Boys’ latest CD, Love, Etc., and a two-disk Tiesto concert that is out of this world. They will play one (or more) for you if you ask.
Tell them that Tall Scott sent you – and please tip generously!!!
A Canadian gentleman who was kind enough to buy me some gasolina this morning told me that when the US government recently (finally!) got the Swiss to divulge some info about the secret bank accounts held there by Americans, it was found that the top tier of mega accounts held by American citizens equaled roughly the US debt. He used the figure $12 trillion USD.
The Chinese Communist Party holds America in debt only because these traitors stole it and hid it in Switzerland (if they weren’t traitors, why would the money be in another country and held in absolute secret? Also, the Swiss have refused repeatedly to help find and return Jewish wealth stolen by the Nazis and deposited with them – not just cash, but art, jewels, and precious metals as well. Are the Swiss not still Nazis?). The US government decided to give this top tier of criminals no problem, and go after the next tier down of US depositors to recoup the less-politically-connected people’s money, and in so doing, proved there are Nazis (or use whatever moniker you prefer) at the very top of the decision-makers in US Government – especially regarding money matters.
Brother Obama would do well to have these top people investigated – both the US deciding officials and the depositors. Likely, it’s not all ill-gotten money, but I bet this action would eliminate most of the US foreign debt.
The other monetary action I strongly recommend (and soon I will INSIST on, if it is not approved in Congress pronto – perfect action for a Lame Duck Congress – LOL!!!) is to change the ink color (cheap solution! See who squawks in Congress when it’s proposed!!!) in the new $100.00 bill so it retains all safety features but is immediately recognized as different from the current bills in circulation. Then have a period (two months?) in which ALL old $100.00 bills must be exchanged for new WORLDWIDE.
Everyone knows that most of the ill-gotten money in the world is held in $100.00 US bills. Swaps over a certain size ($5,000.00?) should be recorded with serial numbers, and no swaps ever without government issued photo ID and a record made of names and amounts. After the two months, all old currency would become no longer viable as money. It would simply be a collectible and subject to market valuation as such.
Mexico does this on a regular (or irregular) basis, and it’s a proven way to flush out money launderers.
This would also flush out so I could see just how deep that stash of $100.00 bills my parents keep and throw at me when they wanted me to gas up and get back out of their lives. Mom claimed it was bonus money from VISA for using their card so much, but since they are on such a limited budget, how would they get VISA to mail them so many hundred dollar bills – and VISA isn’t stupid, they’d either credit their account, or better, send them cash cards so they could continue to lend money on what was on deposit until the cards were used (or better yet, lost.)
HA!
And I’d also like to point out that in the late 1980s and early 1990s when it was becoming very difficult for the Dutch to get their money out of South America, my parents worked with a number of people to assist them in this. The biggest way they used (according to my mother) was to buy art and take that out. I wish I remembered the names of they mega-rich my parents were working with. It was my mother who said they were mega-rich. I know they played duplicate bridge together – a time-tested excellent way to pass info and orders through the pre-dealt cards.
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
Letter to Banderas News online
All four of my email addresses have been made inopperable, presumably by my adversaries. I can no longer receive email at scotke@yahoo.com , which was the remainiing one that worked.
I am forced to post all correspondence on this blog until this can be corrected.
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Dear Editor:
My name is Scott Kenan, and I now live in Puerto Vallarta. I was the last significant assistant to Mr. Tennessee Williams (1981-1982). I wrote a book about it, WALKING ON GLASS: A MEMOIR OF THE LATER DAYS OF TENNESSEE WILLIAMS, which was to be published by Alyson Books this past April, but the publisher (bought by a front for the Republican Party) failed to publish any of their 30 spring books, and I am on the verge of finding another publisher. www.walkingonglass.net shows rave reviews from John Lahr of The New Yorker, as well as top Williams scholars.
I am working with Gloria Palacios of city council, and have an appointment next Monday with the mayor to see what moneys they might have in the city’s budget to co-market the festival I am planning, 100th Anniversary Celebration of the Life and Work of Tennessee Williams. I already have the major restaurants on the island in Rio Cuale, as well as La Palapa and others lined up. Also Teatro Vallarta and the Cultural Center at the top of the island. A German gentleman, used to taking celebrities out on his 40 ft. sloop, will organize a flotilla of yachts to usher celebrities around the bay. The celebrity still alive from that time that I knew best was Meryl Streep, and because of the work I did with the Kennedys and Jackie Onassis, I will have all connections to guarantee a success. I believe I can get Liz Taylor back if her health allows.
Additionally, I am privy to much damaging information that connects Dick Cheney, George HW Bush, Newt Gingrich, and other key Republicans and the CIA to major narco-trafficking using US Air Force planes. I am in direct contact with three of President Obama’s top aides, as well as some of President Caderone’s, and I have not only given testimony to the FBI, but also Federale and Jalisco prosecutors, as well PV police departments. 60 Minutes sent their top producer here to get my info three weeks ago. They expect to break some news soon.
And my former employer in Georgia was busted for drug trafficking a week ago. Biggest bust in Georgia ever – but the press is not yet reporting the links to the Republican Party which I can prove in a court of law.
Don’t worry – I am safe. I put all the evidence on my blog: scottkenan.blogspot.com . At 6’ 11”, I am too tall to hide and so had to go public. Unfortunately, my mother, Ruth Anne (Meyer) Kenan is the top Nazi in the US. She blackmailed my homosexual father into marrying her in 1950 to hide her swastika activity behind his last name. Distant relatives of my last name inherited Henry Flagler’s estate – and much more. Cheney reports to her (so I’ve been told many times but have no proof), my mother reports to the Pope.
Ten days go, I found a Mexican-American born in California, whose father was the largest cocaine importer into the US in the 1980s and 1990s. He recently gave testimony to the US Government that he was material witness to the Pope (John Paul II, I believe) giving his father the order of to whom to sell his cocaine and at what price.
The whole Republican Party could fall in a flash – in the blinking of an eye, as they say. Sen. Dick Lugar of Indiana is clean, though, and a key ally of mine.
Note to PV: Benjamin Shields and his wife Adrianna (associated with the ersatz charity Mama Vallarta, are top CIA in PV and perhaps the largest narco-traffickers (if you don´t count Hector the Engineer who built the highway to San Sebastian del Oeste – I’ve TOTALLY nailed him and his “godson” Fernando Merino).
I did not need to give police info about the Shieldses when they helped me remove my belongings from an apartment they had rented to me in their place in Conchas Chinas where the south end of Mother of Pearl hits the highway – which they subsequently locked me out of. I only confirmed that Benjamin told me after he attempted to steal my car that I would only be allowed to sell pot that he would supply as a form of income – and I could take the bus.
Also, that I witnessed the three days a few weeks ago when Benjamin had taken some bad Methamphetamine and almost died – but could not go to hospital. I believe the reason the front yard of his house smells so bad (like rotting flesh) is not a sewer leak in his front yard, but body parts rotting under the potted plants that are also sitting on mounds of rocks.
I wish this were not true. I wish also that my mother were not a Nazi. But we must all face reality if we hope to correct the world’s woes.
Please contact me if you would like to run a story: scotke@yahoo.com Mex cell: 322-174-xxxx. My phone and email work most irregularly, so you might have to flag me down as I walk the Malecon, which I frequently do. I’m 2.10 meters.
Al best,
Scott Kenan
I am forced to post all correspondence on this blog until this can be corrected.
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Dear Editor:
My name is Scott Kenan, and I now live in Puerto Vallarta. I was the last significant assistant to Mr. Tennessee Williams (1981-1982). I wrote a book about it, WALKING ON GLASS: A MEMOIR OF THE LATER DAYS OF TENNESSEE WILLIAMS, which was to be published by Alyson Books this past April, but the publisher (bought by a front for the Republican Party) failed to publish any of their 30 spring books, and I am on the verge of finding another publisher. www.walkingonglass.net shows rave reviews from John Lahr of The New Yorker, as well as top Williams scholars.
I am working with Gloria Palacios of city council, and have an appointment next Monday with the mayor to see what moneys they might have in the city’s budget to co-market the festival I am planning, 100th Anniversary Celebration of the Life and Work of Tennessee Williams. I already have the major restaurants on the island in Rio Cuale, as well as La Palapa and others lined up. Also Teatro Vallarta and the Cultural Center at the top of the island. A German gentleman, used to taking celebrities out on his 40 ft. sloop, will organize a flotilla of yachts to usher celebrities around the bay. The celebrity still alive from that time that I knew best was Meryl Streep, and because of the work I did with the Kennedys and Jackie Onassis, I will have all connections to guarantee a success. I believe I can get Liz Taylor back if her health allows.
Additionally, I am privy to much damaging information that connects Dick Cheney, George HW Bush, Newt Gingrich, and other key Republicans and the CIA to major narco-trafficking using US Air Force planes. I am in direct contact with three of President Obama’s top aides, as well as some of President Caderone’s, and I have not only given testimony to the FBI, but also Federale and Jalisco prosecutors, as well PV police departments. 60 Minutes sent their top producer here to get my info three weeks ago. They expect to break some news soon.
And my former employer in Georgia was busted for drug trafficking a week ago. Biggest bust in Georgia ever – but the press is not yet reporting the links to the Republican Party which I can prove in a court of law.
Don’t worry – I am safe. I put all the evidence on my blog: scottkenan.blogspot.com . At 6’ 11”, I am too tall to hide and so had to go public. Unfortunately, my mother, Ruth Anne (Meyer) Kenan is the top Nazi in the US. She blackmailed my homosexual father into marrying her in 1950 to hide her swastika activity behind his last name. Distant relatives of my last name inherited Henry Flagler’s estate – and much more. Cheney reports to her (so I’ve been told many times but have no proof), my mother reports to the Pope.
Ten days go, I found a Mexican-American born in California, whose father was the largest cocaine importer into the US in the 1980s and 1990s. He recently gave testimony to the US Government that he was material witness to the Pope (John Paul II, I believe) giving his father the order of to whom to sell his cocaine and at what price.
The whole Republican Party could fall in a flash – in the blinking of an eye, as they say. Sen. Dick Lugar of Indiana is clean, though, and a key ally of mine.
Note to PV: Benjamin Shields and his wife Adrianna (associated with the ersatz charity Mama Vallarta, are top CIA in PV and perhaps the largest narco-traffickers (if you don´t count Hector the Engineer who built the highway to San Sebastian del Oeste – I’ve TOTALLY nailed him and his “godson” Fernando Merino).
I did not need to give police info about the Shieldses when they helped me remove my belongings from an apartment they had rented to me in their place in Conchas Chinas where the south end of Mother of Pearl hits the highway – which they subsequently locked me out of. I only confirmed that Benjamin told me after he attempted to steal my car that I would only be allowed to sell pot that he would supply as a form of income – and I could take the bus.
Also, that I witnessed the three days a few weeks ago when Benjamin had taken some bad Methamphetamine and almost died – but could not go to hospital. I believe the reason the front yard of his house smells so bad (like rotting flesh) is not a sewer leak in his front yard, but body parts rotting under the potted plants that are also sitting on mounds of rocks.
I wish this were not true. I wish also that my mother were not a Nazi. But we must all face reality if we hope to correct the world’s woes.
Please contact me if you would like to run a story: scotke@yahoo.com Mex cell: 322-174-xxxx. My phone and email work most irregularly, so you might have to flag me down as I walk the Malecon, which I frequently do. I’m 2.10 meters.
Al best,
Scott Kenan
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
Recent Mexicutions in Puerto Vallarta
Today's news: Clear skys, excellent water temperature. Sun is hot, but at low angle. Comfort rules.
Phil Kerr showed up today to film interviews, but his batteries were dead and he had only five minutes anyway. That after claiming he wanted to spend four days (part time) getting as much of my story as possible. (He'd already delayed for two.) I'm convinced he covers for narco-traffickers who send drugs north on all the fishing boats as they move for the season.
I suppose that is not as bad as the photographer from Banderas News whom I met Sunday at the fishing show. He claimed he was going to interview me Monday at 11:00 AM, but he was drunk as a skunk at the end of the fishing tournament. I figured he'd need at least a day or two to sleep that one off. And HE'D promised his contacts would publish my book electronically.
It will be interesting when the truth of their intentions comes out. For now, they're fired so it's again open season.
Bang bang.
Phil Kerr showed up today to film interviews, but his batteries were dead and he had only five minutes anyway. That after claiming he wanted to spend four days (part time) getting as much of my story as possible. (He'd already delayed for two.) I'm convinced he covers for narco-traffickers who send drugs north on all the fishing boats as they move for the season.
I suppose that is not as bad as the photographer from Banderas News whom I met Sunday at the fishing show. He claimed he was going to interview me Monday at 11:00 AM, but he was drunk as a skunk at the end of the fishing tournament. I figured he'd need at least a day or two to sleep that one off. And HE'D promised his contacts would publish my book electronically.
It will be interesting when the truth of their intentions comes out. For now, they're fired so it's again open season.
Bang bang.
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