Tuesday, February 10, 2015

Email Just Sent to John Schlossberg, Only Grandson of John Fitzgerald Kennedy:


John Bouvier Kennedy Schlossberg with Gramps: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Schlossberg




Dear Mr. Schlossberg,

My name is Scott David Kenan, and I sure wish I could nominate someone for the Profile in Courage Award, but it seems to me unlikely that ANY politician deserves it – except for President Obama, and ONLY if he comes out gay (like the Republicans and the CIA, I have all the proof of that too).

I’d better let you know right up front, that I met your maternal grandmother at a party on January 11, 1982, when she told my employer, Tennessee Williams, that the Episcopal Church (Sewanee, especially), with the Republican Party, FBI, and CIA were planning to murder Tennessee before he changed his will to leave his estate to Harvard, instead of Sewanee.

And since YOU were brought up Catholic, yet have an Orthodox Jewish father, perhaps you will understand me better than most – as I was brought up Catholic, but made an “Honorary Jew” by the Reiner Family of Hollywood, right after I first blogged about my mother, Ruth Anne (Meyer) Kenan, now of Raleigh and 92 years of age, being confirmed to me FIRST of many times, now, as America’s TOP literal NAZI, me blogging then in 2010, although certain key Jewish leaders in Atlanta told me that in 1990, when I was trying to report the enormous drug trafficking through Stone Mountain Park, by my parents, Newt Gingrich, protected by CNN, and the Atlanta Journal Constitution, Fox News – and of course Bill Clinton sent a HUGE contingent to Stone Mountain City, later to protect it!!!

I’ll leave law enforcement and political matters in my blog where you can read if interested:http://scottkenan.blogspot.com, or this succinct summation of my legal entrapments, etc.:http://theweathercontinues.blogspot.mx/2014/11/email-just-sent-to-center-for-justice.html.

What I’d like to share with you, is a short series of “visions” I had in late 2009, maybe into 2010. The first several all featured Jackie, some with Jack behind her, smiling at me, and one even had all the dead Presidents, then, lined up chronologically-backwards, in sepia-toned cardboard cut-outs – except for George Washington, full-figured and in color, wearing a Roman toga, clacking his wooden teeth, and laughing HYSTERICALLY!!!

There was no other sound at all to any of them, except that JFK, Jr., appeared first as John-John saluting his Dad’s casket-on-caisson, followed by his adult self, saying he SHOULD have checked his plane’s engine FIRST, as he knew Republicans were trying to sabotage it.

All these visions were clearly nothing from the physical plane – yet were real to me, and the gist of it was that I had to persevere until Our Nation began to THINK for a change. They were in pointy-ended vertical ovals, rimmed in little licks of flame – like a painting of Our Lady of Guadalupe – all appearing “flat” and opaque. And I thanked God I’d been brought up Catholic, because Catholics actually believe these things can happen – HA!!!

I suppose I should tell you also, that when I met Jackie Kennedy Onassis, it was at Jean Stein and George Plimpton’s party honoring Tennessee Williams – right after Mayor Koch had presented him with an award. Warren Beatty is still alive, and he might remember me, as he mistook me for Tommy Tune (I’m 6’ 11” tall), at the party. I’ll give you the link to my write-up of all that, but know that when Truman Capote insulted Jackie outrageously, my arm was lightly around her as I escorted her into the main room – and I felt what I can only call THAT KENNEDY SHOCK go right up her spine as she maintained perfect dignity.

Since that day, I have been in service to the Spirit of your Grandparents -- and I ALSO know Frank Sinatra’s heirs who sold Bank of America to my wealthy Kenan relatives – Patricia Sinatra actually telling me how at Old Joe Kennedy’s request, they got the Gambinos to stuff the ballot boxes in Chicago – to steal the election from Richard Nixon (his former aide, John Ehrlichman worked with my parents, Gingrich, etc., and was HUGE in the 1990s Atlanta narco-trafficking -- I visited his apartment twice, back then).

Well, thank GOD, they DID stuff the ballot boxes – but then in Karma Payback, George W. Bush stole the election from Al Gore, no???

Here is my accounting from my memoir, Walking on Glass: A Memoir of the Later Days of Tennessee Williamshttp://laterdaysoftennesseewilliams.blogspot.mx/2013/10/chapter-23-uptown-soiree.html.

So, I only mean to say that if you or your Family have anything I could be helpful with, I will always be in service to God, first, Country, and lastly, Family.

Scott David Kenan
Puerto Vallarta, Mexico

On Mon, Feb 9, 2015 at 5:22 PM, Jack Schlossberg, Kennedy Library Foundation <kennedy@jfklfoundation.org> wrote:

John F, Kennedy Library Foundation logo 
Hi --

My name is Jack Schlossberg, and President John F. Kennedy was my grandfather.

Growing up in my family meant hearing stories about what it takes to be a good public servant: Compassion for others. Humility. The courage to do what is right, instead of what is easy. No one believed these things more than my grandfather.

Today, we celebrate President Kennedy's legacy with the Profile in Courage Award, honoring extraordinary courage in public service during a time when our country is too often gripped by partisan gridlock and inaction.

Do you know an elected official who is brave enough to take a principled stand? Nominate your choice today by visiting the page below or tweeting your selection with the hashtag #ProfileInCourage:

 
If your nominee is chosen, you could join my family and me at the Profile in Courage Award ceremony this May.

The Profile in Courage Award recognizes elected officials who have made personal sacrifices for the greater good, so that we might learn from their example. Each time we give the award, we bear witness to the past for the sake of the future.

Submit your nomination and read more about the contest to join me at the Profile in Courage Award Ceremony here.
    
Thank you,  

Jack


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Scott

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