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I've become somewhat "famous" (or "infamous") over the past several decades, so I won't go into a lot of boring detail here, except what's necessary to make you feel comfortable, I hope, with who I am and what I stand for. I'm one of those endangered species sometimes called "a Renaissance man" ... or so I'm told:
Back in the early 1960s before it was hip to be a nerd (we were called "eggheads" then), I had my sights set on an Air Force career as an aerospace engineer. In fact, I majored in aerospace engineering at the University of Kansas after graduating from Pratt (KS) High School in 1963. The Nerd in Me!
It was also the same year I ran away from home because of an alcoholic and abusive stepfather. I lived in the school basement for several weeks before I was discovered by the school janitor.
Whoopee! That and 5 bucks will get me a cup of Starbucks! But life has a way of hitting you with some funny detours.The events of November 22, 1963 sent my life into a tailspin. I was deeply affected by the murder of John F. Kennedy. Thanks to a drunken stepfather who liked little girls (like my sisters) I had to drop out of college and go back to Pratt, KS and try to rescue my kid sister. I tried to continue college at the Pratt Community College while at the same time working as a reporter for an award-winning daily newspaper, The Pratt Tribune. From Nerd to MercenaryFrom there I was going to go into the Air Force along with two high school buddies, but an infected in-grown toenail meant I didn't pass the physical, so I made the mistake of going to work for a door-to-door magazine sales crew and, when I couldn't tell the lies expected, was stuck in Des Moines, Iowa. It was there I got involved with a group of anti-Castro Cuban exiles (that's yet another story!) and my life lurched toward politics and military intelligence, even going so far as to go along on some excursions into Cuba with the Students for a Democratic Cuba (SDC) as a photographer. I wasn't prepared for what happened when one of the others tossed a rifle in my lap and told me to start shooting! Murder, Politics & Presidential Scandals
One of the highlights of those years was a bitter run-in with the governor of Indiana when I began investigating the wrongful conviction of Randy K. Wilson, convicted of second-degree murder in former Vice President Dan Quayle's backyard of Huntington, IN.
In the aftermath of that horrible year of death and upheaval, I defeated the Daley political machine in a landmark U.S. Supreme Court decision reaffirming the principle of one man-one vote. Even though I won the case, the Supreme Court didn't hand down their ruling until after the 1968 elections. |
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the Chicago Mob to Fairview, TN After a Chicago mob contract was put out on me for exposing a national watch-counterfeiting ring that resulted in the arrest of 47 New Jersey mob scumbags, I gave up life in the big city and headed south, first to Birmingham where I worked as a graphic designer on the training manuals used for NASA and the military, then to Fairview, TN. There I started my own newspaper, the controversial Fairview Flyer. I quickly learned Chicago-style journalism didn't fly in small-town Tennessee and spent three months in jail for, basically, publishing a newspaper on Sunday ... but obviously there was a lot more to it than that. Remind me sometime to tell you the story about Morris Heithcock, the Williamson County deputy murdered on his way to my house with a bombshell story one night. On the Trail of the Assassins
Tapping into the military and intelligence sources I had used at National Features Syndicate, I discovered there indeed was a connection, one which still remains hidden from most of the American people. You'll find more details on this story at TennTimes the News.
For several years I worked at various
typesetting jobs for local printers and did freelance graphic design.
But I still kept active in politics, serving as Davidson County (TN)
co-chairman of the presidential campaign of John Anderson.
That chapter eventually led to an eight-year labor of love writing, producing and hosting The Omega Report, a weekly hour-long documentary cablecast to 3.5 million homes in Tennessee, Kentucky and Pennsylvania. That adventure, too, made the news when I predicted the Oklahoma City bombing on the show just two weeks before it happened, using a proprietary events-analysis system I had used before in The Omega Report newsletter to predict the fall of the Berlin Wall and Soviet Union three years before it happened, much to the surprise of the CIA. When I moved from Nashville to a farm some 50 miles west of there in 1999, I quit the show and devoted my time to the Internet, believing I could reach far more people at less cost. Today, life is pretty tame. It has to be. I had a quadruple bypass in August 2001 and had to slow down somewhat. But I still do the work I love - writing, music, nature. My writing is limited to the websites I do and to a growing number of e-books, audio-books and videos I've been working on since Sept. 11, 2001. And no, they're not all about politics and intrigue. Some of them have to do with Native American history, legends and prophecy. Others deal with alternative health techniques such as energy healing - based on the same technology I used in 1961 to give America a new tool in its spy satellite arsenal. Still others have to do with computer viruses, heating & air conditioning, do-it-yourself web design books & videos, and whatever else comes along that grabs my interest. I hope this has given you a look at the man behind the technology of this website and our sister sites. |
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