Wednesday, February 28, 2007

Henry G. Cisneros

President Clinton's Secretary of Housing and Urban Development was born 6/11/47. His 33rd birthday was 3 years, 59 days, after 4/14/77. I believe that 4/14/77 was when I returned to Earth after my mission to intercept the comet in the outer solar system. I was born 3/3/59 and I was 18.11 years when I returned to Earth on 4/14/77.

Henry G. Cisneros

Secretary of Housing and Urban DevelopmentHenry G. Cisneros was nominated by President Clinton to serve as Secretary of Housing and Urban Development on December 17, 1992. He was confirmed unanimously by the United States Senate on January 21, 1993, and sworn into office by Chief Justice William H. Rehnquist on January 22, 1993.
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Born on June 11, 1947

A man has got know his limitations

This political appointee of George H.W. Bush was 59 years, 33 weeks, old on 3/3/92, my 33rd birthday.

Richard L. "Dick" Thornburgh (born July 16, 1932) is a lawyer and Republican politician who served as the Governor of Pennsylvania from 1979 to 1987, and then as the U.S. Attorney General from 1988 to 1991.

General H. Norman Schwarzkopf

As I have been writing, I think I first flew a jet aircraft on 5/1/67 at the age of 8 years.

General Schwarzkopf's 33rd birthday was 3 months, 3 weeks, after 5/1/67.

General H. Norman Schwarzkopf KCB, also known as "Stormin' Norman" (born August 22, 1934) is a retired United States Army general who, while he served as Commander-in-Chief (now known as "Combatant Commander") of U.S. Central Command, was commander of the Coalition Forces in the Gulf War of 1991.
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PHOTO CAPTION: General Schwarzkopf, Jr. and President George H. W. Bush visited U.S. troops in Saudi Arabia on Thanksgiving Day, 1990.

Welcome to the machine

This guy was 59 years, 37 weeks, old on 11/25/86. I believe 11/25/86 was when my family had a funeral for me at Arlington National Cemetery because I had been missing for several months on the continent of Africa. This political appointment of George H. W. Bush also was 59.3 years old on 7/2/86 which I believe was the 10th anniversary of my interception of the comet.

Robert Adam Mosbacher (born March 11, 1927) is a U.S. businessman. He was the Secretary of Commerce from 1989 to 1992.


This political appointment of George H. W. Bush after he succeeded President Reagan was 33 years, 3 weeks, 3 days, old on 7/3/71, the day Jim Morrison died.

Samuel Knox Skinner (born June 10, 1938) is an American politician and businessman. Skinner served as US Secretary of Transportation, and, briefly, as Chief of Staff under President George H. W. Bush for a short time in 1992 before being replaced by James Baker.


Dick Cheney was 6607 days older than me and I was 6618 days old when I returned to Earth on 4/14/77. The ratio of those values is 99.83%

Cheney served as the Secretary of Defense from March 1989 to January 1993 under President George H. W. Bush.


Apollo 8 was the first manned orbit of the Earth’s moon and was launched on 12/21/68. I count that this political appointment of George H.W. Bush was 33 years, 5 months, 9 days, old at the time of Apollo 8.

Jack Kemp Jr. (born July 13, 1935) is an American politician
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...In 1988 he ran unsuccessfully for the Republican Presidential nomination, and subsequently served as the Secretary of Housing and Urban Development from 1989 to 1993 under President George H. W. Bush.

Samuel R. Pierce

I have been trying to figure out for a long time the exact date I graduated from the U.S. Naval Academy. That task is all that much harder because I have no conventional memories of even attending the U.S. Naval Academy. But I feel that I did and a while back I latched onto 4/30/82 as the date I graduated. But that is confusing because I am not certain if that was the official graduation date of my class. One theory is that I left early, before the class graduated because I was being sent as an observer of the Falklands War. My theory is that the Class of 1982 graduated on 5/28/82 while I was in the Falklands.

To reinforce my theory that I left the Academy on 4/30/82 is one of President Reagan's cabinet choices. I am guessing he knew I was going to graduate on that date when he made this selection a year or two earlier. Samuel Pierce was 59 years, 33 weeks, 3 days, old on 4/30/82.

Nomination of Samuel R. Pierce, Jr., To Be Secretary of Housing and Urban Development

January 20th, 1981

The President today nominated Samuel R. Pierce, Jr., of Long Island, N.Y., to be Secretary of Housing and Urban Development.

Mr. Pierce is a senior partner in the New York City law firm of Battle, Fowler, Jaffin, Pierce & Kheel.

Mr. Pierce was born on September 8, 1922.

Tuesday, February 27, 2007

Terrel Howard Bell

Terrel Bell was 59 years, 3 months, 3 weeks, old on 3/3/81. That was my 22nd birthday and it was shortly after President Reagan took office. I assume I was approaching the end of my 3rd year at the U.S. Naval Academy and that the next month, on 4/12/81, I would launch as a secret crewmember aboard the first flight of the space shuttle.


Terrel Howard Bell (November 11, 1921 - June 22, 1996) was the Secretary of Education in the Cabinet of President Ronald Reagan.
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Appointed last in the Reagan cabinet, Bell was expected to preside over the dismantling of the Department of Education, but ran into the legal requirement that such a dismantling required legislation. He was well known, admired and repected in education circles, having risen from high school teacher through college professor to administrative positions. Bell stood out as a humble man in an administration of moneyed people -- he drove a U-Haul truck from Utah to Washington when he moved, probably the only member of the Reagan cabinet to do so.

William French Smith

William Smith was President Reagan's first appointment to Attorney General. As with Caspar Weinberger, William Smith was also 59 years old on 4/14/77, when I think I returned to Earth. His August 26th birthday was 4 months, 1 week, 5 days, after 4/14/77, which is very, very close to creating a 4-14 clue.

William French Smith (August 26, 1917–October 29, 1990) was an American lawyer and the 74th Attorney General of the United States.

Born in Wilton, New Hampshire, he received his A.B. degree, summa cum laude, from the University of California at Los Angeles in 1939, and his LL.B. degree from Harvard Law School in 1942.

From 1942 to 1946, Mr. Smith served in the United States Naval Reserve, reaching the rank of lieutenant. In 1946 he joined the law firm of Gibson, Dunn & Crutcher LLP in Los Angeles, where he was a senior partner when he was appointed Attorney General by President Ronald Reagan.

Caspar Weinberger

Caspar Weinberger was 59 years, 34 weeks, 1 day, old on 4/14/77 when I think I returned to Earth from my mission to intercept the comet in the outer solar system.

Caspar Willard "Cap" Weinberger, GBE (August 18, 1917 – March 28, 2006), was an American politician and Secretary of Defense under President Ronald Reagan from January 21, 1981, until November 23, 1987, making him the third longest-serving defense secretary to date, after Robert McNamara and Donald Rumsfeld. He is also known for his related roles in the Strategic Defense Initiative program (popularly known as Star Wars), the Iran-Contra Affair, and also as Chairman of Forbes Magazine.

Buzz

Alan Greenspan was nominated by President Reagan for Chairman of the Federal Reserve in 1987.

Alan Greenspan was born 3/26/1926, according to the linked article.

The number of day between 3/26/1926 and 3/3/1959 was 12030

Buzz Aldrin, the astronaut from Apollo 11, is listed as being born on 1/20/30.

Greenspan took office on 8/11/87, which I count as 5 months, 9 days, after 3/3/87.

His 6/2/87 nomination date by President Reagan was 20 years, 33 days after 5/1/67, the date I think I first flew a jet aircraft.

King County, Washington - Mob rule

In that letter from President Reagan I referred to in my last post, he mentions that he had earlier that year - in June 1987 - approved a new national policy and strategy for low intensity conflict. Below I have listed what I believe is the public announcement from June 1987 that he was referring to. In that announcement, he mentions that the new Assistant Secretary of Defense (Special Operations and Low Intensity Conflict) was born 4/12/44.

That 6/9/87 announcement was 59 days after his 4/12/87 birthday.

That also means he was 33 years, 3 days, old on 4/14/77, the date I think I returned to Earth from my mission to intercept the comet threatening to hit the Earth.


Nomination of Kenneth P. Bergquist To Be an Assistant Secretary of Defense

June 9th, 1987

The President today announced his intention to nominate Kenneth P. Bergquist to be an Assistant Secretary of Defense (Special Operations and Low Intensity Conflict). He would succeed Chapman B. Cox. This is a new area of responsibility provided for in P.L. 99-500 of October 18, 1986.


Since 1986 Mr. Bergquist has been the Deputy Assistant Attorney General in the Office of Legislative Affairs, Department of Justice. Prior to this he was Deputy Assistant Secretary for Readiness, Force Management and Training at the Department of the Army, 1983-1986.

Mr. Bergquist graduated from Stanford University (B.A., 1967) and the University of Texas School of Law (J.D., 1977). He served in the United States Army, 1967-1974, and since 1974 has served in the United States Army Reserve. He was born April 12, 1944, in Washington, DC. Mr. Bergquist is married, has two children, and resides in McLean, VA.

[UPDATE] The date 10/18/86 was 41 weeks, 4 days, into the year 1986.

Microsoft Windows Live or Dead, you’re coming with me

The entire reason they have been stealing my privacy all these years is to help Microsoft-Corbis hijack my identity.


Are all of my "memories" of Bahrain about the time I returned to port with the Stark after it had been hit by the missiles? I "remember" sitting in a bar with a buddy after we had pulled into port for liberty call. I had been up all night on watch and my shift ended just as we got to port. I was sitting there in the bar and couldn't stay awake. An Australian sailor pointed at me to one of his buddies when I fell asleep. At one other point, we got the band to play "Hotel California" but they were all just lip-synching to vocals and the instruments. One of those times was when my buddy took that picture I wrote about in my journal a while back where I was sitting on a pink Rolls Royce that belonged to a princess.


The Kuwait invasion by Saddam Hussein is listed as 8/2/90. Was that Kuwait time or U.S. time? Assume that it occurred it was 8/1/90 in the U.S. when Kuwait was invaded, but even 8/2/90 works with this notion. The time period of 3/3/90 to 8/1/90 was 4 months, 4 weeks, 1 day. That still works for 8/2/90 Kuwait time if you assume they would have started from 3/4/90, which would have been my birthday in England, as I assume my family in England was told of my birth when it was March 4th over there. So from 3/4/90 to 8/2/90 was also 4 months, 4 weeks, 1 day.


I’m not sure when I started thinking that my family had a funeral for me on me on 11/25/86. I had been puzzling over all that for a while, but just a few minutes I was astounded to see that I had made the following references in my journal on 11/25/2006, which is exactly 20 years after 11/25/1986. My brain is still experiencing a strange sense of puzzlement over it. I hate this feeling. I think I completed my escape across Africa occurred on 5/13/87. The number of days from 5/13/87 to 12/16/87 was 217 days difference. Multiplying 365 days times 0.5933 equals 216.55

The Trail of Tears National Historic Trail commemorates the removal of the Cherokee and the paths that 17 Cherokee detachments followed westward. Today the trail encompasses about 2,200 miles of land and water routes, and traverses portions of nine states.

Designation
National Historic Trail - December 16, 1987




Letter to the Speaker of the House of Representatives and the President of the Senate on Low Intensity Conflict Policy

December 16, 1987

Dear Mr. Speaker: (Dear Mr. President:)

Conflict in the Third World can pose serious threats to our security interests. Low intensity conflicts, which take place at levels below conventional war, but above routine peaceful competition among states, can be particularly troublesome.

The attached report, prepared pursuant to section 1311 of the National Defense Authorization Act of 1987, responds to legislation passed by the Congress in 1986. It describes actions taken, and ongoing, as a result of our experience with low intensity conflicts over the last several years and highlights a broad-range effort to address problems associated with low intensity conflict and our Special Operations Forces. In that regard, in June of this year, I approved a new national policy and strategy for low intensity conflict and established a Board for Low Intensity Conflict that is chaired by my National Security Adviser. The essential elements of our low intensity conflict policy and strategy are described in the report.

We have also activated the new Unified Command for Special Operations, improved our special operations capabilities, and established the office of the new Assistant Secretary of Defense for Special Operations and Low Intensity Conflict.

More work lies ahead. The United States must continue to respond to challenges arising from low intensity conflict -- to defend our interests and support those who put their lives on the line in the common cause of freedom. For the United States to be effective in this most important undertaking, there must be public understanding and strong congressional support. I hope this report will contribute to a broader understanding of low intensity conflict and the support that our policy requires.

Sincerely,

Ronald Reagan


The person in the mirror

I’m not sure what all this is about though. I assume that Watergate was somehow connected to me but I’m not sure what it was all about. Probably the same thing happening to me these past few years. The number of days from 3/3/59 to 7/24/74 was 5623 days. Divided by 2 equals 2811.5. The number of days from 3/3/59 to 11/11/66 was 2811. That means the launch of Gemini 12 was at the mid-point of 3/3/59 and 7/24/74. I have been thinking that Gemini 12 was my first launch into space at the age of 7.69 years.

Supreme Court

The issue of access to the tapes went all the way to the Supreme Court. On July 24, 1974, in United States v. Nixon, the Court (which did not include the recused Justice Rehnquist) ruled unanimously that claims of executive privilege over the tapes were void, and they further ordered him to surrender them to Jaworski. On July 30, he complied with the order and released the subpoenaed tapes.


I have been thinking for a while that I was on the USS Roberts as well when it was damaged in the Persian Gulf. I recall dreaming about that one night 4 or 5 years ago. I had thoughts and the dream that I was on the Roberts when it hit an anti-ship mine and if I am interpreting my symbolic “memories” correctly, I towed away the remaining mines that were floating nearby because another hit probably would have sunk the ship. I have “memories” of being in a boat and being thrown against the bulkhead when I hit a large, round metallic object floating in the water. Also in that “memory” I was towing that large round, metallic object with my boat. But I have thoughts that in reality, I was swimming in the Persian Gulf with a rope tied to me and the mines and I towed them away like that to be detonated at a safe distance with rifle fire. I have also had thoughts that a shark took a couple of bites on my ankle when I was swimming to tow away the mines. After I finished with that exercise, I transferred over to the USS Wainwright. I think in reality I was at the time the Commanding Officer of a SEAL Platoon and I reportedly directly to the Commanding Officer of the Wainwright during the military engagement with the forces opposing us. In my symbolic “memory,” I was the phone-talker for the CO of Wainwright during Special Sea and Anchor Detail. I think I was on the USS Roberts because my girlfriends last name was Roberts.

There was that one dream about three years ago that was terrifying. I woke up and it seemed like forever that I had been standing out of bed and I just couldn’t shake that feeling of pure terror. There was something about the alarm clock. Something about the red numbers. Time had stopped and that was terrifying to me. And when I first jumped out of bed, it was as though there was a red glow on the open door to my bedroom as though there was a fire in the living room. I would later write in my journal that the image of that red glow reminded me of the missile strike on the USS Stark but that made no sense to me at the time.

This incident with the USS Roberts is the basis for that “April 16” theory I have written about. The Roberts was struck by anti-ship mines on April 14, 1988, and then U.S. forces retaliated against the opposing force on April 18, 1988. The day April 16 was in the middle of those two events.


I believe I was in the Persian Gulf at the time because it was my first deployment after completing my escape less than a year earlier from being a POW in Africa. I returned home back in 1987 to find that my wife had remarried just a few days before they found out I was still alive. I had been shot down on 2/14/86, they learned I was alive but POW, I escaped on 4/14/86 and went into the desert and they didn’t hear from me again until about 5/13/87 and they had a funeral for me on 11/25/86. I mistakenly wrote that funeral date as 11/26/86 the other day. I believe I reported to the U.S. embassy on 5/13/87 and later found out that my now ex-wife had remarried on 5/9/87. I was kind beat up after all those months living off the land in Africa and eating wild animals I caught and snakes and fending off wild animals. There is a lot more to it all and I have a hard time trying to express my thoughts about that time, especially because I can’t actually remember any of it in the conventional sense. Life was much improved after a few months back home though, after my leg was healed and I started dating Julia Roberts. Or so my theory goes. But after that attack on the USS Roberts…..I don’t know how to finish that sentence.


I think before the First Gulf War started, I was the commanding officer of the U.S. Navy Blue Angels. I had flown with the Blue Angels a few years earlier, probably when I was a Midshipman at the U.S. Naval Academy in the late 70’s and early 80’s. I assume I was still going into space with the space shuttle during all that time although I can’t figure out which ones I flew on. There was also that incident with the Pegasus rocket that I think exploded and caused the aircraft I was piloting to crash and I was the only survivor of the crash after it fell over 40,000 feet from the sky. I don’t know if any of that is true and I am assuming it is true because I found something on the internet. I found a reference to a Pegasus launch from an L-1011 aircraft that was nicknamed “Stargazer” and all the page reported was an ominous “failure on launch.”


I think I was also assigned to several of the Arleigh Burke-class destroyers over the years. The lead ship was assigned hull number 51 - I believe - because I had first flown a jet on 5/1/67. I have been thinking that I was eventually assigned Commanding Officer of the USS Cole DDG-67 when it was commissioned into active service with the U.S. Navy fleet, although I don’t actually remember any of that.

Monday, February 26, 2007

Cast Away

I don’t understand why the connection to Jim Morrison though. I listen to the vocals attributed to him and I can’t imagine how that could be my voice. I guess it is possible my voice was modified electronically, but I don’t know. And that was a very long time ago.


I have written how I think I first flew a jet aircraft on 5/1/67 at the age of 8 years. There are those clues I wrote about earlier connected to space shuttle flights STS-51 and STS-67 that reinforce that theory about 5/1/67. Recently I wrote that The Doors lyrics from “Light My Fire” and “Break On Through (To The Other Side)“ make me think of sitting in a class room studying how to operate a fighter jet. The album that followed the album with those lyrics released 5 months, 1 day, after 5/1/67, according to this article.

Released October 2, 1967

Strange Days is the second album released by American rock band The Doors during October of 1967. It partially consists of songs that did not make it onto their debut album. This album contains songs such as "Strange Days", "People Are Strange", "Love Me Two Times" and "When the Music's Over". This last track is an epic poem that is comparable to the famous "The End".

The album also includes "Moonlight Drive", which was one of the first songs written by Jim Morrison for The Doors. The song was recorded in 1965 (demo) and 1966 (intended for their first album). In 1967, a final version was recorded and released on the album Strange Days.

The album was #3 in the US back in 1967, and is #407 on Rolling Stone's 500 Greatest Albums of All Time. "People Are Strange" shot to #12 on the US chart, and Love Me Two Times followed it, going to a, for a second single, more than respectable #25, thus proving The Doors' staying power after the runaway success of their debut.


The commander of Apollo 7, Wally Schirra, was born 3/12/23. Jim Morrison of The Doors was born 12/8/43. The number days from 3/12/23 to 12/8/43 was 7576. Divided by 2 equals 3788. The number of days from 3/3/59 to 7/16/69 was 3788 days. The date 7/16/69 was the date Apollo 11 launched for the first landing on the Earth's moon.


As for my theory that I was POW and then Missing In Action during 1986 and 1987, I noted today that John Tower was 33 years, 5 months older than me. I assume he was the person who was closest to being 33 years, 5 months, 9 days, older than me. His Tower Commission report was released 5 days before my 28th birthday. I suspect that the whole Iran-Contra affair was related to my captivity as a POW and people questioning why I was even being sent out with the U.S. military. If I really had been on the HMS Sheffield when it was hit and if I really had been in that barracks in Beirut that was blown up, then it would have been a valid question as to why I was still being deployed since I was obviously a high-level target of forces opposing us. My theory is that I was part of President Reagan’s National Security Council, for one reason because he knew me and he trusted me. He also knew of my capabilities as an officer of the U.S. military. We probably didn’t know that we had high-level infiltration in our government and that was why I had been shot down on 2/14/86. It had been some kind of ambush. As for the Iran-contra affair, the information I read on the internet indicates that President Reagan announced on 11/25/86 that he was establishing a Special Review Board to investigate the matter and the next day he selected John Tower and the investigation became known as the Tower Commission. That date 11/25/86 in my symbolic “memory” is when I “remember” that my step-brother died when he wrecked his pickup shortly after leaving our parents house. What I believe that “memory” actually represents is that I was flying as the bombardier-navigator in an A-6 Intruder bomber the night of 2/14/86. I was normally an F-14 Tomcat pilot - I think - but that night I was flying as the B/N for some reason. I think there was a time when I had been disqualified from flying at night because something was wrong with my eyesight. I have symbolic “memories” that I think represents that notion. Something about not being able to catch the wire on the flight deck on the aircraft carrier at night. In my symbolic “memory” I believe that is represented by “memories” of not being able to cast a fishing line at night. I could do it very well in the day time, but at night - I just couldn’t cast the line and the bait would just slap the mud at my feet.

Sunday, February 25, 2007

When the music’s over

I have been thinking that along with the band Pink Floyd, I was part of The Doors. I believe that is why the person I “remember” as my father was buried in Morrison Cemetery in Noble County, Oklahoma. And as my symbolic “memories” suggest, my father actually represents my real life in a lot of ways. I have also been thinking of symbolic “memories” that prominently feature doors. I wrote several years ago in my journal as I was frustrated about something whether I was trying to kick down the door to a room with no walls.

The first album from The Doors released on 1/4/67, which was 59 days before my 8th birthday. I think the lyrics of “Light My Fire” actually reflect my endeavors at learning to fly a jet aircraft. The lyrics from “Break On Through (To The Other Side)” could represent something about breaking the so-called sound barrier.


Oliver Stone’s movie “The Doors” released on Friday, 3/1/91, according to the article, but I haven‘t been able to verify that date. The following Sunday was 3/3/91 and my 32nd birthday. A few months later, in July 1991, was the 20th anniversary of when Morrison supposedly died.

The Doors is a 1991 film about Jim Morrison and The Doors. It was directed by Oliver Stone, and stars Val Kilmer as Morrison


Another clue I have been puzzling over today is the connection of Jim Morrison life and death to the flight of Apollo 17, the last Apollo mission to land on the Earth’s moon.

The total Apollo 17 lunar surface time was 75 hours. 75 divided by two equals 37.5. The lunar module landed on the surface on 12/11/72 at about 8 pm. UT. 24 hours later was 12/12/72 8 pm. 13 hours later was 12/13/72 9 am. Jim Morrison was alive for 10070 days. Divided by two that is 5035. The number of days from 3/3/59 to 12/13/72 was 5035. That means at the mid-point of the time Apollo 17 was on the lunar surface of that last journey to the Earth’s moon, I was precisely half the age of Jim Morrison when he died. That is the essence of the "April 16" theory I have been writing about.

I created that theory when I noticed that the first episode of "Star Trek: Enterpise" was located in Broken Bow, OK, and on an April 16 in the episode. I recognized the April 16 from my "memories" in the Navy and it was the middle day in events during 1988. The town of Broken Bow, OK was also familar. It is the town located precisely at the mid-point of the route between Antlers, OK, and Ashdown, AR. I "remember" that I was born in Antlers and that I graduated high school in Ashdown. From there, I went into the Navy.

The Hits Never Stop

I noted earlier that the "Star Trek" "And The Children Shall Lead" premiered on the same day that Apollo 7 launched into space. Apollo 7 was the first of the Apollo series that would eventually lead to the first humans on the Earth's moon with Apollo 11. I believe I was on that Apollo 7 flight even though I was only 9.6 years old.

The "stardate" of that "Star Trek" episode that premiered the same day as the Apollo 7 launch was 5029.5.

The last launch of Apollo - the Apollo 17 flight - and the last landing of Apollo on Earth's moon occurred on 12/7/72.

On 12/7/72, I was 5029 days old.

Notable Appointments, Part 3

This announcement occurred, according to the document, at 4:28 PM on a Friday and it was the 332nd day of the year. The following day, a Saturday, was the 333rd day of the year. The announcement was about President Gerald Ford nominating John Paul Stevens for the U.S. Supreme Court. The announcement indicates that Ford would formally submit the nomination on the following Monday, which was the 335th day of the year. John Paul Stevens was confirmed by the Senate and then took his seat on the Supreme Court, on 12/19/75, which was 41 weeks, 4 days, after 3/3/75. Gerald Ford was President of the U.S. at the time I think I launched into space to intercept the comet that was threatening to strike Earth. I believe I had been in space for almost a month on my way to the comet at the time of this announcement. I was scheduled to intercept the comet on 7/2/76 and then to blow up the comet on 7/4/76. The number of days from when John Paul Stevens was born to the date 7/4/76 was 20529 days. Multiplying 20529 by 0.59 equals 12112.11 days. The number of days between 4/20/20 to 6/18/53 was 12112. On 6/18/53, John Paul Stevens was 33 years, 59 days, old.

697 - Remarks Announcing Intention To Nominate John Paul Stevens To Be an Associate Justice of the Supreme Court.

November 28th, 1975


The symbolism of December 19 shows up in other places in my symbolic “memory.” That was the day I “remember” reporting to my first fleet assignment in the U.S. Navy back in 1984. I also read that the movie “Platoon” released in theatres on 12/19/86. I find conflicting reports of the date that movie actually released, as another source reported 12/24/86, but since 12/19/86 was a Friday, I consider it probably accurate. Even if not, I was considering how certain details of that movie seem familiar to my theories about how I was missing in action somewhere on the continent of Africa around that time of the movie. I suspect that movie “Platoon” and then the 1987 “No Way Out” reflects how I was lost in Africa because I had been betrayed by traitors within my own government and military. As for “Platoon,” there are several plot elements I found familiar, but I think the most important is that the character “Elias” was killed before he could get back to the helicopter. He had been shot earlier and presumed killed by another sergeant to cover up a war crime that “Elias“ had observed and reported to his officers. The movie “Platoon” was released on 12/19/1986, or a half-week later, and I believe I had been pronounced dead by the U.S. military in the previous month, on 11/25/86, and a funeral for me was conducted at Arlington National Cemetery.


About a year later, President Reagan was announcing another candidate for the U.S. Supreme Court. On 11/11/87, he announced his nomination of Anthony M. Kennedy to a position as Associate Justice. The period 5/13/87 to 11/11/87 was 5 months, 29 days, or 5.9 months. The date 5/13/87 was when I think I finished my escape across the continent of Africa after being a POW. I am quite certain that the USS Stark was hit by missiles from Saddam Hussein on 5/17/87 explicitly because I had completed my escape back to the U.S. Navy. I am not certain if I was on the Stark at the time of the missile strike but I keep thinking that indeed I was onboard at the time, bringing back memories of being on the HMS Sheffield when it was hit by anti-ship missiles on 5/4/82. I think someone had arranged for me to arrive at the U.S. military base in Bahrain in the Persian Gulf for medical treatment for a leg wound. The doctors initially wanted to amputate my leg but other treatment was successful. I don’t know how my leg was injured but I think it was from being hit by a large meat cleaver before I was thrown into a cage with a lion that I then had to kill with my bare hands. My theory is that I was highly skilled at aikido and as the lion rushed me, I performed something like a side-flip over the top of it. As I was in the air above the lion and upside down, I broke its spine with a well timed jab of my fist. I’m not sure if that it really how I got that scar, but it is a really big scar. I also have “memories” of standing next to a wire fence in our backyard once when I was young and picking up a cat. The cat was being chased by a dog and was scared and it clawed my face and I had to pull its claw out of my skin on my face and that was very painful. So anyway, I think I was flown to the USS Stark prior to arrival in Bahrain because there is a comic book character named “Iron Man” and the secret identity of “Iron Man” was a guy named “Stark.” I have also been thinking for a while that the Ironman triathlons began in 1978 in Hawaii to associate with my return to Earth the previous year. I forget now my theory about the reason, other than what is considered the reason, for the selection of a 2.4 miles swim, but I believe the 112 mile bicycle course reflects that I left Earth on 11/2/75. The third leg of the course is the marathon distance run of 26.2 miles. So anyway, I think some of my family was waiting for me in Bahrain and someone else thought it would be clever to have me arrive on the USS Stark, as they were all very happy to learn that I had survived and while they all had been told I had been killed in Africa, I had actually been making my way across the continent trying to get back home. Not all of my children knew I was even missing though as some of them didn’t know who I was at the time. They had met me, but only around Christmas-time when I would portray Santa Claus and their parents would bring them somewhere to talk to me and I would ask them what they wanted for Christmas. In 1987, I think I had actually completed my escape to the U.S. embassy in Kenya and from there, they flew me to the USS Stark prior to its arrival in Bahrain.

Remarks Announcing the Nomination of Anthony M. Kennedy To Be an Associate Justice of the Supreme Court of the United States

November 11th, 1987



I can’t remember the last time I watched this episode from the original “Star Trek” series. I am quite certain I have not seen it in the past ten years since I lost my memories of my real life. I can remember thinking that I have seen it before and I can remember parts of it but I can‘t explain how I could remember it. When I was watching the episode yesterday, I was thinking how that obelisk looks kind of like the Gemini 12 capsule. I think Gemini 12 was the first flight I made into space. This episode premiered precisely 7 days before Apollo 7 launched, the first manned-launch of the Apollo-series. The episode date was also when I was 9.59 years old. I assume I was on the Apollo 7 launch and that it was my second flight into space.

The Paradise Syndrome

An alien device on a primitive planet erases Captain Kirk's memory, and he begins a life as one of the natives.

On stardate 4842.6, the starship USS Enterprise arrives at an Earthlike planet on the verge of a collision with an asteroid that will surely destroy it.



This next episode premiered on the day Apollo 7 launched and when I was 9.60 years old. I have the sense that the adult Apollo astronauts got a real kick out of this episode especially because the leader of the kids in that episode was named “Tommy.” I doubt having a 9 year old taking up a seat in the Apollo missions was very popular among the adult astronauts, regardless of how capable I was at that age, and I might have been some kind of “red-headed step-child,” as goes the expression, among the other Apollo astronauts.

And the Children Shall Lead

"And the Children Shall Lead" is a third season episode of Star Trek: The Original Series, and was broadcast October 11, 1968. It is episode #59




Launch: October 11, 1968
15:02:45 UTC

Apollo 7 was the first manned mission in the Apollo program to be launched. It was an eleven-day earth-orbital mission, the first manned launch of the Saturn IB launch vehicle, and the first three-man American space mission.

The commander of Apollo 7 was born 3/12/23. He was 35.9 years older than me.

Apollo 7 command module pilot was born 6/23/30. The number of days from 6/23/30 and 3/3/59 was 10480. The number of days from 3/3/59 to 10/11/68 was 3510. That relation works out that he was within 50 days of being exactly 3 times his age at my birth to my age at Apollo 7. 3510 times 3 equals 10530. 10530 minus 10480 equals 50.

The Apollo 7 lunar module pilot was 13359 days old at the launch of Apollo 7.


There is something about this that explains how Microsoft is trying to steal my intellectual property. They instigated this mess - sort of a "fire sale." I can't fully articulate that yet either. But that is how you, the observer of my stolen intellectual property, may be an accomplice to their grand larceny. And you can't buy your way out of this because I already had all the money I could ever need from long ago, as my "memories" suggest. There is something to this about artistic control and preventing the theft of my intellectual property from the predators at Microsoft-Corbis. Most of you that have been stealing my privacy are accomplices to Microsoft-Corbis grand larceny.

My real memory was blanked and then I was sent into Microsoft to show that they knew who I really was. None of my family and employees knew where I went or that I was working undercover as Kerry Burgess at Microsoft. None of my family or my employees even knew where to begin looking for me because they had no clue about my undercover identity.

Saturday, February 24, 2007

Notable Appointments, Part 2

I noted earlier how Sandra Day O’Connor’s appointment to the Supreme Court by President Ronald Reagan seems to reinforce that Patrick Stewart is my father, that Ronald Reagan is my grandfather, that I walked on the Earth’s moon with Apollo 11, and that I returned to Earth on 4/14/77 from another journey into space.


Consistent with that overall theory is why I believe Ronald Reagan appointed Clarence Thomas to the Department of Education in 1982. I believe Reagan noticed the similarities of Clarence, as I wrote about the other day, and Thomas, which I believe is my real first name. President Reagan nominated Clarence Thomas on a day that was 59 days after 3/3/81.

Nomination of Clarence Thomas To Be an Assistant Secretary of Education
May 1st, 1981

The President today announced his intention to nominate Clarence Thomas to be Assistant Secretary for Civil Rights, Department of Education.

Since 1979 Mr. Thomas has been serving as legislative assistant to Senator John C. Danforth (R-Mo.). In 1977-79 he was an attorney at the Monsanto Co. Mr. Thomas was assistant attorney general of Missouri in 1974-77.



On 6/17/86, President Reagan announced that he was nominating Antonin Scalia to the Supreme Court to succeed the retiring Chief Justice Warren Burger. The date listed as Chief Justice Burger’s retirement notice was 5/27/86, which was 3330 days after 4/14/77, the date I think I returned to Earth from my mission to the outer solar system. At the time of these appointments, though, I believe I was still missing somewhere on the continent of Africa and they weren’t sure if I was dead or alive.

Remarks on the Resignation of Supreme Court Chief Justice Warren E. Burger and the Nominations of William H. Rehnquist To Be Chief Justice and Antonin Scalia To Be an Associate Justice

June 17th, 1986


The President. On May 27, 1986, Chief Justice Burger advised me that he wanted to devote his full energies in the coming year to the important work of the Commission on the Bicentennial of the Constitution and for that reason would be retiring as Chief Justice of the Supreme Court as of the end of the Court's current term. Today I received with regret Chief Justice Burger's letter formally notifying me of his retirement.



The date of Scalia’s nomination, 6/17/86, was 3351 days after 4/14/77 and I have puzzled over that for the past few days. At first, I thought Reagan had been trying to produce a 3359 day result but he had counted wrong and came up with 3351 instead. But then I started thinking that it is supposed to reflect 5/1/67, the day I think I first flew a jet aircraft. I puzzled over that even more because I couldn’t find any other clues to suggest why Reagan would want to connect Scalia to that date I first flew a jet aircraft. I have been thinking for a while, too, that the Arleigh Burke-class of guided missile destroyers also started with 51 as the hull number because of 5/1/67.

So I further reviewed the clues and I thought about how Reagan nominated Scalia for the Supreme Court on 6/17/86. That was 3351 days after I returned to Earth on 4/14/77. Then I decided to assume that 3351 is supposed to point back to the date 3/3/51. That date 3/3/51 was precisely 8 years before I was born. The number of days between 3/3/51 and 5/1/67 was 5903. The days between Scalia's birth of 3/11/36 and 5/1/67 was 11373. Dividing 6751 by 11373 equals 0.593. I assume that Reagan observed first the 0.593 relationship of 5/1/67 and Scalia’s birth and then selected the 3351st day as the day to announce his nomination.


On the same day, according to that previous reference from 6/17/86, as President Reagan nominated Scalia for the Supreme Court, President Reagan also nominated Associate Justice William Rehnquist to become the Chief Justice of the U.S. Supreme Court. That was a time I think I was Missing In Action somewhere in Africa and they eventually had a funeral for me on 11/26/86. In my symbolic "memory," the date 11/25/86 was when my step-brother died when his pickup truck wrecked.

William H. Rehnquist was born 10/1/24, according to the article. The number of days between his birth and 3/3/59 was 12571. The number of days between 3/3/59 and 6/7/76, the day I think I landed on the Saturn moon Phoebe, was 6306. Dividing 6306 by 12571 equals 0.50. There is some kind of symmetry there about how Rehnquist was twice as old when I was born as I was when I landed on the Saturn moon Phoebe.


I have also been reviewing the space shuttle flights STS-67 and STS-51 for clues about my first flight of a jet aircraft. I believe I first flew a jet aircraft on 5/1/67 at the age of 8 years. I wrote earlier about clues I found associated with space shuttle flight STS-8 and that theory about my first flight of a jet aircraft.


The space shuttle flight STS-67 launched on 3/2/95. The date difference of the launch and 11/2/95, the 20th anniversary of 11/2/75, was 246 days, or 0.67 year. The STS-67 mission duration was 16.63 days while I was 16.67 years old on 11/2/75.

The birth date of the STS-67 commander is listed as 6/30/51. The mid-point between his birth and 5/1/67 was 5/31/59. That was 89 days after 3/3/59. As there are 5785 days between 6/30/51 and 5/1/67, those 89 days represents 0.015. He was also born in a year that ends with “51.”

The pilot of STS-67 was born on 5/14/57 and was 3639 days old on 5/1/67. I believe 5/1/67 was the day I first flew a jet and I was 8 years old. On the day Apollo 8 launched, 12/21/68, I was 3581 days old. Subtracting 3581 from 3639 equals 58. That means he was the same age on 5/1/67, when I first flew a jet at the age of 8 years, as I was on the launch of Apollo 8.

The Payload Commander of STS-67 was born 66 days after 3/3/59.

One of the STS-67 Mission Specialist’s was born 10/10/58. The days between 10/10/58 and 11/2/75 was 6232, which divided by 2 is 3116. The days between 10/10/58 and 5/1/67 was 3125. That means of the period from his birth to when I think I launched to intercept the comet, the day 5/1/67 was virtually at the mid-point of that time period.

Another STS-67 Mission Specialist was born 7/2/59 and was the first female graduate of the USNA to fly in space. The days between 3/3/75 and 11/2/75 was 245, which divided by 2 is 122.5. The days between 3/3/75 and 7/2/75 was 122. This mean her birthday was at the mid-point of my last birthday on Earth and the date I launched to intercept the comet. I believe the day I actually intercepted the comet was 7/2/76 and then I blew it up on 7/4/76.

An STS-67 Payload Specialist was born 5/24/51 and was 6628 days old when Apollo 11 launched on 7/16/69. I was 6617 days old when I returned to Earth on 4/14/77. That means he was virtually the same age on the day Apollo 11 launched as I was when I returned to Earth from my mission to the outer solar system.

One of the other STS-67 Payload Specialist’s was born 9/17/43. The days between 9/17/43 and 3/3/59 was 5646. The days between 9/17/43 and 11/11/66 was 8456. Dividing 8456 by 3 and multiplying by 2 - to produce a value of 2/3's - equals 5637.33, meaning that my birth was virtually 2/3's through the period when he was born and when I think I first launched into space on Gemini 12.

The space shuttle flight STS-67 was scheduled, I believe, to reflect, primarily among my accomplishments, that I first flew a jet on 5/1/67 at the age of 8 years old. The space shuttle flight STS-67 was the 8th flight of the orbiter vehicle Endeavour.


Next I reviewed all the space shuttle flights that had “51” in the flight designation. But first I want to express a clue about STS-8 that I noticed as I was reviewing STS-51. I have written extensively about STS-8 and I have related this clue before but I found another way to express a clue encoded into that flight.

The number of days from 3/3/59 to 5/1/67 was 2981. I was 8 years old on that date in 1967. The number of days from 3/3/59 to 8/30/83, the launch of STS-8, was 8946 days. Dividing 2981 by 8946 equals 0.333.

Beginning with STS-51-A on 11/8/84, there were 8 space shuttle flights that had "51" in the flight designation number. After that particular method of designating shuttle flights had been abandoned, there was an STS-51 launched on 9/12/93.

The launch date of that 9/12/93 space shuttle flight STS-51 creates a precise anchor with the day I think I landed on the Saturn moon Phoebe at the mid-point. The days between 3/3/59 and 9/12/93 was 12612. Divided by 2 that is 6306. The days between 3/3/59 and 6/7/76 was 6306.

Connecting STS-51 to the Saturn moon Phoebe was probably done because of 5/1/67, the date I think I first flew a jet and because of the similarity with the 6/7/76 date of that landing on Phoebe at Saturn. I found quite a few other clues with this flight but I don’t want to describe the rest.


The time period from 3/3/59 to 7/21/69 was 3793 days. My birth to Earth's moon.
The time period from 9/2/65 to 1/21/76 was 3793 days. Princeton to Mars.

The time period from 3/3/59 to 9/2/65 was 2375 days. My birth to Princeton.
The time period from 7/21/69 to 1/21/76 was 2375 days. Apollo 11 to Mars.


I was thinking again yesterday about the lyrics to Pink Floyd’s “Shine On You Crazy Diamond” from the “Wish You Were Here” album. As I noted, the release date of that album was precisely 41 weeks, 4 days, before the day I think I intercepted the comet.

"Shine On You Crazy Diamond (I-V)"
Remember when you were young, you shone like the sun.

Shine on you crazy diamond.
Now there's a look in your eyes, like black holes in the sky.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
You were caught on the crossfire of childhood and stardom,
blown on the steel breeze.
Come on you target for faraway laughter,
come on you stranger, you legend, you martyr, and shine!
You reached for the secret too soon, you cried for the moon.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Threatened by shadows at night, and exposed in the light.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Well you wore out your welcome with random precision,
rode on the steel breeze.
Come on you raver, you seer of visions,
come on you painter, you piper, you prisoner, and shine!

"Shine On You Crazy Diamond (VI-IX)"
Nobody knows where you are, how near or how far.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Pile on many more layers and I'll be joining you there.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
And we'll bask in the shadow of yesterday's triumph, sail on the steel breeze.
Come on you boy child, you winner and loser,
come on you miner for truth and delusion, and shine

Thursday, February 22, 2007

Prisoner of Microsoft-sponsored terrorism

I puzzled for a while over the U.S. Navy ship USS Bataan LHD-5. When I first started looking at it, I didn’t understand what it meant, but I knew it meant something relevant to me. I suspected it represented my escape across Africa in 1986 and 1987. Today I did some new calculations. The ship was commissioned on 9/20/97. That was 20254 days after the surrender of Bataan and the beginning of the infamous Death March. To make a long story short, I divided that number by the number of days I think I was POW/MIA in Africa. That period of 2/14/86 to 5/13/87 was 454 days. Dividing 20254 by 454 equals 44.6. The date I think I was declared dead, which was 11/25/86, was 44.6 years after the surrender of Bataan on 4/9/42.


I heard the most incredibly idiotic thing yesterday. Try living like this for a single goddamned day and then talk to me about animosity you fucking idiot. Fuck you and fuck your idiotic opinion. You want to goddamned trade places you are more than goddamned welcome to it. Otherwise shut the fuck up with your moronic opinions about me until you goddamned know what the fuck you are talking about. Fucking idiot.


The Ft. Lauderdale Microsoft office is right next to I-95 Exit 33 and the zip code is 33309.

Microsoft Greater Southeast District: Fort Lauderdale, FL
6750 North Andrews Ave., Suite 400
Fort Lauderdale, FL 33309


I measured that from the Microsoft Houston office, as illustrated in the link, to the nearby Highway 59 to the south is 5.9 miles.

Microsoft South Central District: Houston, TX
One Briar Lake Plaza
2000 W. Sam Houston Pkwy. S. #350
Houston, TX 77042


The Microsoft office in Malvern, Pennsylvania maps out to 60.5 miles from Princeton, NJ. That is close enough for me, considering all the others, to serve as proof that office was selected to be 59.0, 59.3, or 59.33 miles from Princeton University, where I believe I graduated in 1970 and the age of 11.

Microsoft Mid Atlantic District: Malvern, PA
Great Valley Corporate Center
45 Liberty Blvd., Suite 210
Malvern, PA 19355


The Microsoft office in Los Angeles, California, the state where Ronald Reagan was Governor from 1966 to 1975, whom I believe is my grandfather but cannot remember, is at the intersection of Grand and 3rd. The street address is 333 and the suite number is 3300.

Microsoft Southern California District: Los Angeles, CA
333 South Grand Ave, Suite 3300
Los Angeles, CA 90071


The Microsoft Cleveland office is 5.9 miles from the intersection of I-77 and E. Royalton Road/ Highway 82, which connects to the town of North Royalton, Ohio. The zip code for North Royalton is 44133.

Microsoft Heartland District: Cleveland, OH
Park Center III
6050 Oak Tree Blvd. S., Third Floor
Independence, OH
44131
Phone: (216) 986-1440
Fax: (216) 901-1208



The Microsoft New York Metro District office aligns with the intersections of Philip Street and Elizabeth Avenue, as illustrated.

Microsoft New York Metro District: Iselin, NJ
194 Wood Avenue South (Prudential Building), Sixth Floor
Iselin, NJ 08830
Phone: (732) 476-5600
Fax: (732) 476-5666

Notable appointments

These people might be selected for awards and positions because they connect to me somehow - to weave them into the tapestry of my life - because the notion is that the intelligence of these people and the bravery of these people selected would not even be observed if not for the comet I destroyed in 1976. The notion is that bravery and intelligence would have become extinct on this planet if I had not been successful in my mission in 1976. And I think a pivotal decision of that event was when I decided to continue traveling to the comet instead of returning for repairs. If I had returned for repaired and then started out again afterwards to intercept the comet, it would have been much closer to Earth. I don't think we knew that the 4-B41's thermonuclear bombs were only going to fragment the comet instead of obliterating it. If the fragments had been closer, one or all of them would have still impacted the Earth. I think we were surprised to see that the bombs only fragmented it. It was only because I hit it so far out that the fragments were deflected enough to miss the planet.


Sandra Day O’Connor recently retired after being the first woman to serve as a Justice on the U.S. Supreme Court. She was nominated by President Ronald Reagan on 7/7/81, which was about 6 months after he took office as President. The period 3/3/81 to 7/7/81 was precisely 18 weeks. The period of 4/14/81 to 7/7/81 was precisely 12 weeks. Dividing 12 by 18 produces a result of 2/3's.

The date difference of 3/26/40 and 7/13/40, which was Sandra Day O'Connor's birth and Patrick Stewart's birth, respectively, was 3762 days. The date difference of 3/3/59 and 7/20/69 was 3792 days. There is a difference of 30 days in those two time periods. That first time period represents how old she was when Patrick Stewart was born. The second period represents how old I was when I think I landed on the Earth’s moon with Apollo 11. The time periods are virtually the same.

Sandra Day O'Connor was nominated by President Reagan to succeed a Justice that was retiring from the Supreme Court that year: Supreme Court Justice Potter Stewart.


I found it interesting, among other clues, that space shuttle flights STS-8 and STS-41-D launched and returned on the same day one year apart, in 1983 and 1984, respectively. The 8/30 launch date is precisely 5.9 months after 3/3. One detail that piqued my curiosity is that STS-8 was the 3rd flight of the 3rd year that shuttles had been going into space. It was also the 3rd flight of the Challenger orbiter vehicle. So the 3rd flight of Challenger was the 3rd flight of the 3rd year. I don’t know why the triple-3’s come up. I can see the 2-three's, because of March 3rd. I guess it's because of my grandson status, where grandchild represents 3 levels. If I have this figured out correctly, I am the grandson of a former President of the U.S. on one side of the family and the grandson of the Queen of Great Britain, et. al., on the other side of the family.

As I puzzled over STS-8, I began to think it is an anchor to my first experience flying a jet aircraft. I have been thinking for a while that my first flight occurred in 1967, but I couldn’t even begin to guess at the precise date. As I puzzled more over this, I realized that for most of the calendar year 1967, I was 8 years old. The year 1967 is also featured prominently in my symbolic “memories” because my first pickup truck was a red 1967 Ford. It was the “memory” that got me started to thinking that I used to be a pilot and I think that pickup represented the F-16 Fighting Falcon. My second pickup was a blue 1967 Chevrolet and I think that “memory” represents my assignments as an F-14 Tomcat pilot and an F-18 Hornet pilot.

The period of 3/3/59 to 8/30/83, the launch date of STS-8, was 8947 days. Dividing 8947 by 3 equals 2982.33. The date difference of 3/3/59 and 5/1/67 was 2982 days. Maybe that was the day of my first flight in a jet aircraft. The date difference of 3/3/67, my 8th birthday, and 5/1/67 was 59 days.

The commander of STS-8 graduated college in 1959 and his first assignment as a pilot in the U.S. Navy was to fly the F-8 Crusader with Fighter Squadron 33. The pilot of STS-8 became a U.S. Navy pilot in May 1967 after he went on active duty in the Navy in September 1965. I was born in 1959, on 3/3, I believe I first flew a jet at 8 years old in May 1967 and I started Princeton University in September 1965.

Another member of the crew of STS-8 was Guion Bluford, the first African-American in space. The date difference of his birthday, 11/22/1942, and 5/1/1967 was 8927 days. Dividing 8927 by 3 and multiplying by 2 is 5951.33 days. The date difference of 11/22/42 and 3/3/59 was 5945 days. That means of the period between his birth and the day I think I first flew a jet at the age of 8 years, my birth date was practically 2/3's of the way through that period.

Guion "Guy" Bluford, Junior (born November 22, 1942) is a retired Colonel, from the United States Air Force and a former NASA Astronaut. He participated in four flights of Space Shuttle between 1983 and 1992. In 1983, as a member of the crew of the space shuttle Challenger on mission STS-8, Bluford became the first African American in space.

Another astronaut on STS-8 was William Thornton. His birth date indicates that 4/14/77 was his 48th birthday. The flight STS-48 occurred in 1983, which was 6 years after 1977, the year I believe I returned to Earth from my mission to the outer solar system. Dividing 48 by 6 equals 8.

Also on STS-8 was Dale Gardner. I couldn't find any connection to 5/1/67, but there is a connection to Apollo 11. The date difference of his birth, 11/8/1948, and 7/21/1969 is 7561 days. Dividing 7561 by 2 equals 3780.5 days. The date difference of Gardner’s birth and my birth was 3768 days. That means my birth was virtually at the mid-point between his birth and when I think I stepped onto Earth’s moon with Apollo 11.


The space shuttle flight before STS-8 was the flight STS-7, which launched on 6/18/83 and marked the first time an American woman had gone into space. The mid-point of her birth date of 5/26/51 and the 11/11/66 launch of Gemini 12, what I think was my first flight into space, was less than a month before my birth date. The date difference of 5/26/51 and 3/3/59 was 2838 days. The date difference of 3/3/59 and 11/11/66 was 2810 days. I calculated that the mid-point between her birth and Gemini 12 was 2/16/59 and that mid-point was only 15 days before my birth.

Sally Kristen Ride (born May 26, 1951) is a former astronaut and became the first American woman to reach outer space, in 1983.


There's a pattern of the first Japanese astronaut into space and my theoretical visit to Mars. He was on STS-47 and the pattern is in the period of his birth, 1/29/48 and 1/21/76, which was the date I think I landed on Mars. The launch of Gemini 12 is to being the 2/3's of that period between 1/29/48 and 1/21/76. I believe that Gemini 12 was my first flight into space.

The date difference of 1/29/48 to 11/11/66 is 6861 days.
The date difference of 1/29/48 to 1/21/76 was 10219 days.
Dividing 6861 by 10219 equals 0.67


I have been writing that I think I started Princeton University on 9/2/65 at the age of 6.5 years. I was reviewing the shuttle flight STS-65 and further reviewing the biography of Chiaki Mukai. As a member of the crew of STS-65, she was the first female astronaut from Japan to go into space. The mid-point between her birthday of 5/6/52 and 9/2/65 was 1/3/59. From 1/3/59, 59 days later was 3/3/59, the day I was born.

Chiaki Mukai (Mukai Chiaki, born May 6, 1952) (M.D., Ph.D.) is a JAXA astronaut (Payload Specialist).
...
She flew aboard STS-65 in 1994 and STS-95 in 1998. She is the first Japanese woman to fly in space, and the first Japanese astronaut to fly twice.


Her second flight was on STS-95. That shuttle launched on 10/29/98, which was 33 years, 58 days, after 9/2/65.

STS-95 was a mission of the United States Space Shuttle Discovery in November 1998. It was the second space flight of John Glenn, who broke the record for oldest person to go into space. Pedro Duque became the first Spaniard in space.

This day would have been 33 years, 59 days, after 9/2/65.

On Friday, October 30, 1998, 9:00 a.m. CST, STS-95 MCC Status Report # 3 reports:

Discovery's seven astronauts began their first full day in space at 7:45 a.m. Central time today when the crew was awakened to the sounds of Louis Armstrong's "What A Wonderful World," played for Mission Specialist Scott Parazynski from his wife, Gail. Discovery's astronauts will conduct a full complement of scientific experiments today supporting wide-ranging activities, from the release of a small communications satellite to the study of the behavior of materials at an atomic level.



How I miss going out riding my Litespeed bicycle on that trail in Redmond. Also that 6-miles of jogging I used to do along that trail; I miss that a lot.

Tuesday, February 20, 2007

All Good Things

I have been thinking recently that my amnesia was actually induced by some medical process. My memories were wiped out and then I was sent into Microsoft to gather intelligence about their terroristic activities. I think I might have done something on a space shuttle mission before my memory was blanked. I deliberately screwed something up so that people would start thinking I was developing dementia or something. The idea is that Microsoft needed to think I really had lost my memories. Something about how the mice will play when the cat is away and I was the cat and Microsoft and King County are full of rats.

The notion I was developing dementia was probably reinforced by Ronald Reagan’s development of Alzheimer’s and even by that last “Star Trek: The Next Generation” episode. In that last episode, “Picard” was diagnosed with some kind of brain ailment and I believe it was comparable to Alzheimer’s where Alzheimer’s could be assumed as being cured by that in the future. There was also a movie on Showtime that premiered in early 1999 that Patrick Stewart starred in. In the movie, he was a former DIA employee that was developing Alzheimer’s and a political candidate was trying to kill him in order to cover up the criminal activity of that candidate. I think the plot involved a U.S. Navy Admiral trying to kill him because I report directly to an Admiral as I identified the serial killers in control of Microsoft and we didn‘t want to reveal too much. I believe the notion is that Bill Gates was planning to run for office in the government and he needed to kill me off to cover up his ties to enemies of the U.S. that he continues to coordinate. As Laura Mason and Wally Simpson illustrated, among the other people around me those years at Microsoft, Bill Gates was very effective at peeling back my cover identity.

Monday, February 19, 2007

By accident most strange, bountiful Fortune,

Act 1, Scene II
...
MIRANDA
How came we ashore?

PROSPERO
By Providence divine.
Some food we had and some fresh water that
A noble Neapolitan, Gonzalo,
Out of his charity, being then appointed
Master of this design, did give us, with
Rich garments, linens, stuffs and necessaries,
Which since have steaded much; so, of his gentleness,
Knowing I loved my books, he furnish'd me
From mine own library with volumes that
I prize above my dukedom.

MIRANDA
Would I might
But ever see that man!

PROSPERO
Now I arise:
Resumes his mantle
Sit still, and hear the last of our sea-sorrow.
Here in this island we arrived; and here
Have I, thy schoolmaster, made thee more profit
Than other princesses can that have more time
For vainer hours and tutors not so careful.

MIRANDA
Heavens thank you for't! And now, I pray you, sir,
For still 'tis beating in my mind, your reason
For raising this sea-storm?

PROSPERO
Know thus far forth.
By accident most strange, bountiful Fortune,
Now my dear lady, hath mine enemies
Brought to this shore; and by my prescience
I find my zenith doth depend upon
A most auspicious star, whose influence
If now I court not but omit, my fortunes
Will ever after droop. Here cease more questions:
Thou art inclined to sleep; 'tis a good dulness,
And give it way: I know thou canst not choose.



AND there was that wish that missile had hit us but no one was hurt, or words to that effect, I wrote long ago.


PROSPERO
Why that's my spirit!
But was not this nigh shore?

ARIEL
Close by, my master.

PROSPERO
But are they, Ariel, safe?

ARIEL
Not a hair perish'd;
On their sustaining garments not a blemish,

If by your art, my dearest father, you have

I sense that I am enduring a level of irony in that while I hate subtlety, it is something I know very well. I want to live a life that hates subtlety. I wany people that know me to say they know exactly what I mena. I hate subtlety. I hate not being able to say exactly what I want to say. If I think you are a jackass, I am going to say you are a jackass if you get in my face.

I might be transferring levels - as my amnesia recedes - that I passed at some point in my younger days. There was a point in my youth when I was more subtle but I grew past that and became more direct. I don’t know. Maybe I was always direct and I am remembering people in my real family that are more subtle and I am remembering conflicting emotions because I admired and respected them.

Your tale, sir, would cure deafness.

We have the greatest family on the face of this planet. We know how to keep in touch and to let each other know we are thinking of them without letting the zombies, such as Microsoft-Corbis, know that we are communicating with each other. We are the greatest family on the face of this planet. George W. Bush wouldn’t know what family is if it bit him in the ass.

Who the hell is blocking me from going home!

These people stealing every second of my privacy. Keeping me in this cage every damn second of the day!! They know precisely why she cut off her hair! She’s a “Picard”! They steal every second of my privacy and then talk their bullshit about not knowing why she cut off her hair!!! I have to sit here and listen to them listening to me every goddamn second of the day and they know exactly why she cut off her hair but they talk their bullshit like they don’t know why she did it!! Others make idiotic comments about her “crying out for help” when they know exactly what she was doing.

I have had the sense she is proud of her father.

All of this just proves you people don’t deserve protection. You actually deserve the cowards like George W. Bush. He represent you because he reflects you. I am living in this cage now, and all these years, because I live in a country of cowards. You don’t deserve brave people protecting you. You don’t deserve freedom. You don’t deserve a second of freedom.

Look up, I look up at night

It is my theory, which I believe is reasonable, that I own the “Star Trek” franchise and that I have owned it since its creation, along with the “Battlestar Galactica“ franchise. I might be the owner of ABC’s “Lost” television series as well, among my other holdings.


I was watching this episode of “Star Trek” this morning and I noticed that woman had a noticeable hump on her back when they revealed her true form. That might be why Microsoft-Corbis put that woman with the name similar to Kosovo near me at Microsoft. I remember that my manager was trying to talk me into going out with her. That woman at Microsoft with the hump on her back wasn’t blonde but she might have been the closest match Microsoft-Corbis could find. Precisely why they were doing that, I do not know.

Star Trek
The Menagerie
Spock's court-martial defense is a transmission from a forbidden world, Talos IV; guests Jeffrey Hunter, Susan Oliver.
Original Air Date: Nov 24, 1966


I wrote earlier about that guy named Clarence that Microsoft-Corbis had sitting in the cubicle across the aisle from me. I remember that Clarence was sitting across from me around the time of Ironman Utah 2002 triathlon in Provo because I remember something he said, related to his enlistment in the National Guard, that could have only been after Ironman Utah 2002 triathlon. Provo is described in the dictionary as:

One of the members of an extremist faction of the Irish Republican Army. a militant organization of Irish nationalists who used terrorism and guerilla warfare in an effort to drive British forces from Northern Ireland and achieve a united independent Ireland



Clarence House, which stands beside St James's Palace, was built between 1825 and 1827 to the designs of John Nash for Prince William Henry, Duke of Clarence. He lived there as King William IV from 1830 until 1837. During its history, the house has been altered, reflecting the changes in occupancy over nearly two centuries.

It was the London home of Queen Elizabeth The Queen Mother from 1953 until 2002 and was also the home of The Queen, then Princess Elizabeth, and The Duke of Edinburgh following their marriage in 1947.

Today Clarence House is the official London residence of The Prince of Wales and The Duchess of Cornwall.


I remember a wistful comment - judging by her expression - by Laura Miller, a long time coworker at Microsoft, when the topic of the Royal Family came up and she said “That should be me.”


This occurred 3 weeks, 3 days, before my 1st birthday:

Later, on February 8, 1960, the Queen issued another Order-in-Council, confirming that she and her four children will be known as the House and Family of Windsor, and that her other male-line descendants (except those who are "HRH" and a Prince or Princess) will take the name "Mountbatten-Windsor".


In my symbolic “memory,” I grew up in De Queen. I played baseball for a team sponsored by a company named Mountaire. I “remember” a big win against another team in town that was supposed to be the best team to play for. Every time I was at bat, I always got on base because none of the opposing pitchers could pitch to a left-hander and I would get walked or get hit by the ball. I “remember” my mother complaining every year that I had joined the baseball and then the football team without her permission because she didn’t want me getting hurt but I played anyway without her knowing.


JOURNAL ARCHIVE: Re: a normal life

Sun, 4/2/06 12:16 PM

To be able to step outside and walk around knowing that the people around me don't know who I am and that they aren't trying to deceive me with their conversations, I don't see how I will ever have that kind of life again. I go outside to sit in the sun, and people around me are deceiving me with their conversations. They are trying to communicate something to me for some reason, but they deceive me with their subterfuge, sometimes malicious, sometimes benevolent.



Crowds cheer Queen Elizabeth II on her 80th

Updated 4/21/2006 11:28 AM ET
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On a visit to the British Broadcasting Corp. on Thursday, the queen was asked what she wanted for her birthday.

"A nice sunshiny day — that would be nice," she said.

Sunday, February 18, 2007

Wow - Microsoft knows how to get a lot of American’s killed

All of this is a game Microsoft-Corbis is playing because Bill Gates wants to be remembered in history as the world's greatest serial killer. I can't yet articulate this notion yet as well as I want to but the operative detail is they knew Iraq was going to be a disaster and create long-term damage to our country and allies. It is my theory that I advised against toppling Saddam during the first Gulf War for precisely the reasons we see in Iraq today. And what is the point of this conflict in Iraq that has now lasted longer than World War 2? Successful guerrilla operation against our troops serves only to embolden the enemy. I believe Bill Gates wanted to instigate a battle similar to “Wolf 359” in “Star Trek: The Next Generation.” It is silly to equate that story with the epic loss of life of our soldiers and the civilians of Iraq but it makes sense because it relates to me and my real identity. Bill Gates want to go down in history as a serial killer that I never caught. And his aspirations became apparent when I realized why he had that guy named Clarence sitting next to me at Microsoft. It was for the same reason as they had the guy who looked like the Israeli-pilot Ramon or the woman named Ramona. As well as why they arranged to have that Ironman Utah triathlon in Provo and probably the same reason that child named Elizabeth Smart was kidnapped around that same time, among other clues I have found. It is all the work of serial killer Bill Gates.


I think I might have noted the following news article earlier, but it becomes more important as time goes on, in terms of how it registers in my mind. Callisto has been pivotal in my mind, in all this theory I have developed, because I think it was Callisto where I survived that mission to the outer solar system to blow up the comet. It’s frustrating because I can’t actually remember any of this in the conventional sense, but I believe it for some reason. My theory is that I hit a storm of micro-meteor’s sometime after Mars as I was on my way to Saturn. I lost a great deal of my oxygen supply from the meteor storm and I decided to continue on my journey to intercept the comet instead of going back to Earth for repairs. After I blew up the comet, I remained near the fragments of the comet for long enough for astronomers on Earth to determine if any of the fragments would hit Earth. If there was still a danger from the large fragments, I was going to pilot my Project Orion spacecraft as near to the fragment as I get it and then detonate my propulsion magazine in a final blow that I hoped would finish the job, although that would have vaporized the ship with me inside it. That wasn’t necessary though and I made my way to Callisto at Jupiter where I planned to run out the clock, so to speak until my oxygen ran out. I didn’t have enough to make it back to Earth so I decided to stay there so they would at least find my corpse one day in the future. After I arrived to Callisto though, I discovered there was oxygen on the moon and the rest is history. Most of my oxygen may have been from what I extracted from the ice, I’m not sure. I think I used a similar process as submarines use to generate oxygen from the ocean. I had been thinking that I was out of communication with Earth for about half of my time in space, including that time on Callisto, because my communications transmitter had been damaged and I couldn’t contact Earth. This morning the thought occurred to me that I was actually out of contact with the Earth because we were on opposite sides of the Sun for all that time. I studied the orbital diagrams of the planets from the time period and that didn‘t seem to be a problem though. But then I started wondering if I couldn’t communicate with the Earth because the Sun was directly in my line of sight with the Earth. I don’t know.

Date: December 11, 1997
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Oxygen Discovered At Callisto's Surface, Sulfur Dioxide Sources At Io
Science Daily — New data from a University of Colorado at Boulder instrument on board the Galileo spacecraft now at Jupiter indicates one of its four large moons, Callisto, has oxygen on its surface and another, Io, continues to emit hot volcanic gases.

Charles Barth, a senior researcher at the Laboratory for Atmospheric and Space Physics and a member of the CU science team that designed and built the ultraviolet spectrometer flying on Galileo, said hydrogen atoms escaping from Callisto implies the Mercury-sized moon has oxygen locked up in its ice and rocks. In 1996 the CU Galileo team detected evidence of oxygen on the surface of Callisto's neighboring moon, Ganymede.

On Ganymede, the UV spectrometer data from Galileo indicated hydrogen atoms were being knocked off the icy surface by charged particles emanating from Jupiter's plasma torus, a massive, doughnut-shaped ring surrounding the planet, said Barth. Because hydrogen atoms are lighter than oxygen atoms, the hydrogen floated out of the atmosphere and into space, leaving the oxygen behind.

But on Callisto, the furthest of the four large moons from Jupiter, it appears that sunlight striking its rock-hard ice is the primary mechanism for separating the hydrogen and oxygen atoms, he said.

Callisto, roughly 3,000 miles in diameter, is the most heavily cratered moon in the solar system. Callisto is the third largest moon in the solar system behind Ganymede and Titan, the dominant moon of Saturn.

"Because it is further away from Jupiter, Callisto does not interact as strongly as Ganymede with the charged particles in the planet's atmosphere," said Barth. "Instead, we believe it is the ultraviolet solar radiation that is knocking the hydrogen atoms out of the ice on Callisto."



This was 25 years after 1976, where I believe Callisto was the 3rd extra-terrestrial stop I made that year. From 5/25/2001, I count ahead 5 months, 9 days, to 11/2/2001. The Galileo spacecraft was going to make its closest and final approach to Callisto on 5/25/2001 at 4:24 AM, according to that article. Along with the 5 months, 9 days, reference, there is also something to the time of day. If you assume that specific time was chosen to reflect a period of 4 months, 24 days, then that could be 10/18/2001. That date 10/18/2001 was 41 weeks, 4 days, into the year 2001.

Date: May 23, 2001
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Galileo Gets One Last Close Encounter With Jupiter's Callisto

Science Daily — On a third and final tour of duty in the Jovian system, NASA's dauntless Galileo spacecraft makes its closest pass yet to Jupiter's outermost large moon.

Friday, May 25, the orbiter should skim over Callisto, at an altitude of about 123 kilometers, or 76 miles, at 4:24 a.m. PDT.


Part of the source of that theory about Callisto is from the movie “Star Trek IV: The Voyage Home.” What puzzled me about that particular movie is that it was the only one in the series of movies from the original “Star Trek” series, based on what I’ve read on the internet, to not open on a Friday. That could have been because it was a Thanksgiving weekend, or it could have been because it was precisely 10 years earlier that I had landed on Callisto at Jupiter. My hunch is that I had been declared dead as a result of being missing somewhere on the continent of Africa and no one had heard from me for a time after I escaped as a POW. The reason for “Star Trek IV: The Voyage Home” might have been to remind people that knew me that I had beaten the odds 10 years earlier and there was a good chance I was going to make it back home that time as well. I have puzzled over why they were trying to save humpback whales and I found something that could be the reason for that plot element. I found a reference to a book that included the Project Orion spacecraft in the story and there was something about how the human race had been exterminated by descendants of humpback whales. I thought it would be kind of humorous to see that “James Kirk” was saving humanity by saving the humpback whales from extinction in the future. There is also my theory that I discovered some kind of life on Callisto that lived in an ocean beneath the ice on that moon. I am also reminded of my early days at Microsoft in 1999 when they hired that woman who had a noticeable hump-back, or whatever is the proper medical term for that condition, which she seemed to have received medical treatment for later. Her last name might have been symbolic as well because it reminded me of Kosovo. The movie that followed “Star Trek IV: The Voyage Home” was “Star Trek V: The Final Frontier” and that opening scene, I am thinking as I haven’t seen it in a while, was in a desert with a guy digging holes in the dirt. That might represent how I found water when I was escaping across the desert.


I wrote a while back about how the first movie from the original “Star Trek” series seems to be the anchor for my birth and Apollo 11 landing on Earth‘s moon. The date difference of 3/3/59 and 7/20/69, the date of the Apollo 11 landing, was 3792 days. The date difference of 7/20/69 and 12/7/79, the date of the premier of “Star Trek: The Motion Picture” was 3792 days.


At some point, I was thinking that Michelle Wie was my youngest child, but later I started thinking I have a younger child, perhaps born shortly before I lost my memory. I think my memory was completely gone by 6/28/1998 and I haven‘t seen any of my family since. Not long after I started at Microsoft, moving out her from Rock Hill, the woman I “remember” as Thedia called to tell me that her mother, Bettie, had passed away. I went back there for the funeral, but I could never look at her in the coffin. I have wondered since then if the person I remember as my paternal grandfather was actually Patrick Stewart as I see some resemblance to them in my mind’s eye. The same thought processes began when I had a flash of inspiration that a image of Ronald Reagan reminded me of my grandmother’s second husband. I think they did that to try to get me to remember my real identity and my real grandmother, where I think Bettie is a form of her name. I have been thinking for a while that I think I know who Bettie represents as she resembles in my mind the photos I see of the woman who may actually be my real grandmother, although we have kept it all secret for reasons that would be obvious. There was something I read or saw on television that she said about her birthday that I puzzled over and I think it was a form of family support that I have been monitoring for a long time.

This all is also why Microsoft-Corbis has been monitoring all this time as the zombie paparazzi stalkers they are,with the assistance from local corrupt authorities in King County, such as Norm Maleng and Dave Reichert. And it’s not just my children that are in danger from Microsoft-Corbis. It is also my nieces, nephews, cousins. There is something going on with Microsoft-Corbis stealing our genetic material. It has something to do with why they have been forcing us to reveal our family connections these past few years. I am being kept out of the loop so I can’t figure out what they are up to. But by forcing us to reveal our family, especially my off-spring, they are increasing the value of the genetic material they have stolen from me and are selling in some kind of market. It’s why my manager at Microsoft showed me one day in his office that pornographic video titled “Priceless,” among other comments he and the other zombies made. This all is just the tip of the iceberg though.

Friday, February 16, 2007

“-- we have engaged the Borg.”

I wrote the other day abut that journal entry I made about my observation of the television commercial Tiger Woods was in with the paparazzi harassing him. I can’t remember when I saw that commercial, probably in 2004, but that most recent journal entry was on 9/12/2005. The date difference of 9/12/2005 and 12/30/2005 was 3 months, 18 days. The time period 3 months, 17.7 days can be expressed as 3.59 months. That was 3.59 months before Tiger's 30th birthday.


One interesting little clue I just found is about the USS Wainwright. The USS Wainwright is the second ship I “remember” serving aboard as Kerry Burgess in the U.S. Navy. From what I read on the internet, the Wainwright was commissioned on 1/8/66. That could also be expressed as 66-Jan-8. I just calculated that 4/14/77 was 6618 days from 3/3/59.


This next clue was something I puzzled over a few years ago. I remember it because I puzzled over why I was puzzling over it. The article was dated 5/10/2004 and it indicates that her comments were made "last night" which meant the comments were made on 5/9/2004. Other articles indicate her comments were made on the previous Saturday night. Either way, it is certainly close to 5/9 and I had a profound sense of puzzlement about it. These comments were made not longer after I had moved out to Spokane after giving up that Microsoft was an honest company. What it means is there were people out there that remembered me and were concerned about my well-being because I guess it looked like I was being betrayed by the people accountable for my well-being. A week later was when I sent that email about “mark this day” or whatever it was I wrote. I assume I scared them because they were worried I was going to reveal that George W. Bush had been recruited by foreign powers long ago.

Nation & World: Monday, May 10, 2004
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BEVERLY HILLS, Calif. — Former first lady Nancy Reagan endorsed human embryonic research last night at a star-studded fund-raiser.
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"Ronnie's long journey has finally taken him to a distant place where I can no longer reach him," she said. "Because of this, I'm determined to do whatever I can to save other families from this pain. I just don't see how we can turn our backs on this."



I find it reasonable to believe that I am an undercover operative of the U.S. military in a special program of counter-terrorism. I make no assertions about any authority associated with the rank of Captain in the U.S. Navy, which I believe people in the U.S. government know that I possess but which I do not know to possess. This will hold up that, as a member of the U.S. military, I am a Prisoner Of War and the captive of enemies of the U.S.A, similar in concept, among other examples, to the 19th century practice of impressments, of which the enemy force in this case is Microsoft and accomplices.

impressment

the act of coercing someone into government service



Friday, Jan. 31, 1969

Modern times have placed new emphasis on the P.O.W. In wars gone by, a man taken prisoner was considered to be out of the war. Often enough, he was killed on the spot; if he lived, he was often mistreated. As far as his superiors were concerned, he had proved himself on the field; they were happy if he did not defect to the enemy. But in this century of total war, the prison camp has become an extension of the battlefield. Totalitarian nations are not content merely to extract information from a P.O.W. They often hound and harass a man for months and even years in order to win his mind and soul, to reduce him to an instrument of propaganda. It is, of course, a tactic that the Soviet Union devised for use against its own political prisoners, as dramatized with terrifying realism in Arthur Koestler's Darkness at Noon and George Orwell's 1984. In this sense the prisoner of war has become a symbolic stand-in for all men in this century who are subjected to the relentless pressures designed to capture and transform their minds.

The techniques used on prisoners by the Communists today have become painfully familiar, even though the beatings, threats and psychological pressures given Bucher and his crew were so horrifying as to stun the world anew last week. To some extent, the techniques consist of old-fashioned torture protracted and refined, in a mixture of mental and physical ordeals. The P.O.W. may be kept in utter isolation or thrust into a cell group without a shred of privacy. He may be forced to sit or stand in the same position for hours on end until his bodily functions go awry. His interrogators may keep him constantly unnerved, preventing him from sleeping, exploiting his normal feelings of guilt by focusing on painful events in his life. The interrogator may alternate kindness with brutality; a strange bond, which does not exclude a measure of affection, develops between captor and captive. Write Psychiatrists Lawrence E. Hinkle Jr. and Harold Wolff: "The interrogator is dealing with a man who might be looked upon as an intentionally created patient; the interrogator has all of the advantages and opportunities which accrue to a therapist dealing with a patient in desperate need of help."




DUGANNE - TWENTY MONTHS IN THE DEPARTMENT OF THE GULF

C H A P T E R X L .

A DAY AT CAMP FORD.

LONG before daybreak the camp begins to stir. There is restlessness among our prison legions -- home-sickness, doubtless, in the souls of many sleep-locked hundreds of these ragged citizens. I hear the hum of voices arising out of morning's grey shadows; the crackling of new-lighted bivouac-brands ; the matinal twitter of red-birds. Presently the east reddens, and I see the morning star setting over yonder wooded hills outside of our prison-yard.

How royally the sun rises, atmosphered with golden mist, robed in purple haze of woodland exhalations! The camp is alive and vocal. A thousand voices call to other thousands. Tatterdemalions toll out of burrowing places, creep up from caverns, and emerge from hut-openings. Red-capped zouaves, wide-breeched; blue-bloused cavalry men, yellow-trimmed; all hungry-looking; sergeants with service stripes; jack-tars in poly-patched trowsers; wagoners in broad hats; barefooted cannoniers -- rank and file generally -- hatless, bootless, shirtless. They swarm out upon the main street; flow into crossways; jostle one another at cooking-fires; pass and repass, laden with fuel, rations, water-vessels. Another day begins.

I mingle in the throng that pours along "Fifth Avenue." I pass the "bakery," where an enterprising New Yorker sells his ten-cent leathery doughnuts and caoutchoue grape-pies for a dollar in greenbacks. I glance a moment at our "jeweller's" window -- where a corporal tinkers watche ; elbow through the crowd surrounding a lieutenant's turning-lathe, which whirls out chess-men at three dollars per set; peer into a door where sits a captain "editing" our prison-journal, "The Old Flag;" -- then reach the "spring," dash head and arms in water, comb tangled locks, and look about me.

"Motley's the only wear!" says Shakspeare, and in Camp Ford we agree with him. Such costumes never were beheld before, outside of Rag Fair or the "Beggars' Opera." I wish our Uncle Abraham, or Sam, could see this "sans culotte" procession marching up Pennsylvania Avenue. Such head-gear, from a zouave cap to rimless crowns and crownless rims, and tattered handkerchiefs, and wisps of straw! such effigies of garments! armless shirts and legless trowsers; bits of blankets tied about the loins; such patches, of every size and hue! such scarecrow figures of humanity! Their wives and mothers would not know them from the chiffoniers who rake out Northern gutters.

But they are all United States soldiers and sailors men who have met our foes on land and wave, brave rank and file of fleets and armies sacrificed by stupid commanders, and neglected in their misery by the power which should protect them. God bless them, ragged and rough as they are; for the fire of undying loyalty burns in their bosoms, and they love the "Old Flag," in spite of those who disgrace it!