Saturday, July 21, 2018

TOO STONED!!!: New Hanover Medical Center Physicians Group Billing -- and then AOL Email Sent This Posting Out TWICE!!! / Some Things Forgotten-then-Remembered, Clarified, Expanded, or Just Plain Added:

No, Jonathan Deputy, I am NOT going to shoot you or anyone else!!!
Things continue to heat up -- but still no reports of Robert Wagner and Christopher Walken's homosexual incident that Natalie walked in on -- which she told my friend Gavin Lambert about -- and claimed meant if they found out she had seen it, they would kill her.

A week later, she was dead.

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NHRMC Physicans Group could have used THIS -- and made more sense!!!

1. This letter has no DATE on the page anywhere, but the envelope shows it was postmarked July 18 -- I received it today, July 21.

2. I have proof they received my payments on July 13. Five days is long enough for a computer to TALK TO ITSELF, no???

3. The bill is for $223.04, we agreed I would pay $25.00/month payments, and I paid the first that day, so I owe them $198.04 still, next installment due Aug. 13.

4. I also got -- mailed and received the same days -- two RECEIPTS for having paid off the other two bills that have separate accounts from the same org. I paid them the same day.

So what do YOU make of this???:

I should make Jonathan Deputy manage the BILLS from his illegally committing me -- that would be punishment ENOUGH!!!

My latest to Jon Deputy

I have gotten NO RESPONSE yet from the management of Villa Tita or Timothy Real Estate Group in Puerto Vallarta, after emailing them link -- as well pasted-in body -- to my last, on them:

Villa Tita managers: as promised by phone earlier today. ALSO sent to Timothy R.E. ALSO the first link is to what I sent the Washington Post this past Wednesday -- over 1.3 million hits to my blog now, overall!!!

And the question MUST BE ASKED (especially of those stoned billing clerks):

1. Well, the gray cat with black stripes and wearing a white bib with matching four boots came back, and at the beginning of dusk, walked over to where I'd sat the bowl of tuna last night, sat down, looked me in the eye -- and gave a single meow.

I guess I'd better buy some cat food -- I can afford to feed her, but not bring her in.


George Will's DIRECT email REJECTED my message -- it only accepting from pre-approved addresses. He has NOT picked up my Facebook Message, but the EDITORS of the Washington Post GOT IT. 

>>> TRUTH BE TOLDIf George Will ever read my Letter to him he could not HANDLE what I've written about many Republicans that he or his immediate family did or do work for. I BET the Editors did NOT forward George a copy:

3. Just a few more shots of Villa Tita in Puerto Vallarta:

Treasuring my dad’s last day in Antigua before he returns to Atlanta tomorrow...and already planning his next Guatemalan adventure 💛

Tomorrow, I return to Wilmington, North Carolina thoughts -- and completing my preparation for Court on Monday.

"'Cat urine odor' in Wilmington???"


Villa Tita, My Home in Puerto Vallarta Exactly Eight Years Ago -- Sharing Bed with "Fernando Merino", Son of Colombia's TOP CIA Cocaine Exporter to the USA (and that is ONLY the beginning of the story):

Click on any image for greater GORGEOUSOCITY!!!

Fernando Merino and I lived -- illicitly, unbeknownst to me -- in the manager's apartment under the tennis court.

Before I begin, yesterday was just WILD, and besides completing and sending out this blog post:, I was also on Facebook "real time" with my Whetstone 1969 High School classmates, and one learned that a guy in my class that everyone else in conversation knew WELL (but I did not remember), had died the night before of an aneurysm -- with no warning.

And a cat, who's been hanging out on my deck more and more the last few weeks, begged me for food, so I gave half a can of tuna -- and no doubt she expects to move in soon.

Then, about 10:15 PM, power went out for two hours, and after waiting half an hour I went to bed. When I awoke and booted up this computer, its battery was FULLY CHARGED. That might sound like NOTHING to you, but for half a year, my battery has slowly declined in its ability to charge, the last month the most it could hold began at 18% and yesterday that was down to 7%. The power outage reminded me I would need to very soon buy a new one.

This happened to me with one of my Puerto Vallarta computers as well, and then it TOO suddenly had a fully functioning battery, so I MUST assume, hackers had been playing with my Power Management -- and then GAVE UP!!!

Then, this morning, Facebook flipped up an eight-year-old "Memory" of my living in Villa Tita (VEE-uh TEE-tuh), eight years ago -- and here is a good look-alike of Fernando -- ALL my many photos of him and a couple of entire blog postings from this very week in 2010 -- I first noticed in 2012 -- had been STRIPPED FROM MY COMPUTER -- and from Google Blogger as well -- by HACKERSCIA or other!!!

Actually, Fernando rarely let his beard grow at all -- and dressed very nattily in business suits, carried a briefcase, and told me he was in property sales and management. He took a real business-shine to me, and during the time we lived in the apartment under the tennis courts, he told me his Godfather Hector owned the property and had given us permission to live there free.

There was one king bed, and no air-conditioning, so we took a lot of showers, and he was never modest, so walked around naked at times. He was descended from a Spanish Colombian father, and a Black African mother -- looking entirely Spanish -- except for his enormous BLACK dangly. We slept in the bed buck naked, but he wore boxers, and we never had sex, which drove me CRAZY!!!

And then the rains came. ONLY the bathroom, kitchen counters, and bed stayed dry, as the tennis court roof had CRACKED in many places, and we had to suspend a small tarp over the table -- from which I blogged, etc. -- to keep it from getting wet.

It was while we were living here that Fernando got me to sign the contract with him, his Mexican Godfather Hector, and one other, whose position I don't remember:

Fernando: Ruben Fernando Gomez Merino (This was his FAKE Mexican name that it had taken Hector FIVE YEARS to get for him so that NO ONE could ever determine it was fake. I do not know his Colombian given name.)

Hector: Hector Javier Salgado Villanueva

Another, I know nothing about: Fransisco Javier Manzano Gomez

I just checked and the document is not dated, but here it is and I still possess it today:

Now, it turned out that NOTHING was as it seemed. I wondered why Hector had us in a CONSTANT SHOWERS apartment, when no one lived in the main villa (about six five or six bedroom suites), except ONE WOMAN -- and we weren't supposed to use the pool except at night. Here is a shot I took, and link to more I took:

One day, I was walking around the incredible grounds, and came across her. She was not alarmed -- people never are by me (except criminals), and she invited me in to see her apartment, the LARGEST of them all, and most glorious. She made us tea, which we took in the salon, and had a long conversation.

She was an American Heiress, who normally spent summers in her Renaissance Villa in Florence, Italy, but it was so HOT that summer that she claimed her floors there were 100 degrees -- so she rented Villa Tita COMPLETELY (it severe off-season). The next day, goons came and rudely kicked Fernando and me out -- and THAT was when we moved to Hector's ranch in Nayarit state, where I was actually held HOSTAGE -- more on that soon.

But while living in Villa Tita, Fernando had gotten me to sign that contract to sell $7 Billion USD of Mexican Real Estate to rich people like my Kenan relatives (whom he was aware of), and Celebrities, since I had known so many, still alive including Meryl Streep and Elizabeth Ashley, from when I worked for Tennessee Williams. 


After I signed the contract, Fernando told me it was ACTUALLY a contract to work for the CIA for life, and then told the TRUTH about his CIA Cocaine-Trafficking father in Colombia, and that Hector, a world class engineer with 24 homes around the world -- FAMOUS in Puerto Vallarta for having engineered and built the "new road" and famous bridge going to San Sebastian del Oeste:

Hector's bridge over Rio San Sebastian. The narrow canyon seems to be a mile deep, and there is at least one photo looking down (you can see the old winding road) here

And Fernando also claimed that Hector had placed the booby trap in the Chunnel between England and France so that the CIA could COLLAPSE IT the next time they wanted to FAKE a Terrorist attack like Bush, Cheney, Rumsfeld, etc., had planned "9/11" with the Bin Laden and the Saudi Royal Families.

In fact, the Chunnel was shut down for a few months in 2010 to REMOVE IT, claiming only "repairs". ALSO, PPD Pharmaceuticals in Wilmington, North Carolina was originally built by the Carlyle Group, at that time owned by the Bush, Cheney, Bin Laden, and Saudi Royal Families, and the last two sold out after 9/11 to make things less obvious, but PPD joined my parents, Nixon Aide John Ehrlichman, and Father Robert J. Kus (now at St. Mary's here), in putting together the Christian Drug Mafia of Wilmington!!!

The long thin road leads to Hector's ranch house, the bright-roofed building to the left of it is the barracks for the Drug Mafia who wore vests, carried machine guns, and rode in armored vehicles. That Coca-Cola plant (Kenans own one the BIGGEST blocks of Coke stock), had not yet been built then, and they bottle Ciel water, there. This on the highway from Mezcales to Valle de Banderas.

But I eventually escaped, and poor Fernando got into SO MUCH TROUBLE for letting me escape, that he was forced to take steroids, work out, and became a stripper/prostitute at Wet Dreams gay bar -- until I found him there when I returned in 2012, when he became a HIGH END WHORE (trainer), at Gold's Gym -- just like in Wilmington in 2011, I learned that the gym parking lots are where Wilmington White Men meet to go home for SEX!!!

Gold's Gym's Mr. Wilmington 2012 -- sponsored by the drug-addict, gay owner of Alpha Mortgage!!!

Michael Lopez of Alpha Mortgage got so HIGH sculpting "Ridge-Head Mohawks" that he named his son "Ocean" (and promptly divorced Ocean's mother).

Some other notes about Puerto Vallarta:

1. Taniel Chemsian of Timothy Real Estate Group, is who Fernando Merino and I met with in Timothy's offices to set up a REAL ESTATE co-marketing agreement, although I never heard the final result of that.


Carl Timothy OWNED it.

And because Carl was in the Puerto Vallarta Gay Mens Chorus, although I joined it after auditioning (as a baritone), I quit -- because I'd seen Mr. Timothy handing US Consular Agent Kelly Trainor de O a huge envelop full of CASH -- after jumping the line to deliver it!!!

Real Estate deals are a CHIEF WAY to launder DRUG CASH both in Puerto Vallarta and Wilmington, North Carolina -- SISTER CITIES of HARD-DRUG TRAFFICKING.

And THAT is why Jennifer McCracken of apartment 67 in Carolina Apartments in Wilmington, NC knew ALL ABOUT how Puerto Vallarta Writers Group leader Colin Stuart Hamilton was MURDERED by Drug Mafia there -- and the CIA killer led them to the buried body five hours away -- before the CIA forced Mexican Authorities to RELEASE HIM!!!

Colin Hamilton in a Puerto Vallarta play

Jennifer McCracken was a HUGE drug seller in Wilmington, claiming she got all her orders from her mother and the Mormon Church.

Jenny's mother's licence plate in 2015 when I snapped this picture.

And Jennifer's BROTHER (of a different surname), is a TOP DEPUTY on Sheriff Ed McMahon's force -- Jenny claiming to me that he protects the CIA Drug Trafficking here.

"Christine Hitchens" was one of five aliases I found Jennifer McCracken to use:

Today, Jenny is so OVER-MEDICATED for her diagnosed Bipolar Illness and Borderline Personality Disorder, that she BARELY lives on her own.

Have I mentioned RECENTLY that Wilmington, North Carolina has BECOME "Blue Velvet", filmed partly in Carolina Apartments when I dated Thomas S. Kenan III's former boyfriend Curtis "Robbie" Anderson there in 1985???

Robbie Anderson in 2017, is now associated with the Ministry of Music at St. Paul's Evangelical Lutheran Church at Market and 6th Streets.

And now I will email this posting to the management company of Villa Tita -- and to Timothy Real Estate as well!!!