THEY are ANONYMOUS.
By contrast, I am SCOTT DAVID KENAN.
1. I was delayed in continuing to write this post by important communications regarding the cover of my Tennessee Williams memoir, which will NOT likely be as problematic as appeared a couple of days ago.
2. MORE choice comments of some importance can be found on my Facebook Page. Today, I will NOT repost them to this blog, as I am SHRINKING my political work to as little as possible to concentrate on my "regular" writing now: https://www.facebook.com/#!/scott.kenan .
3. The BEST NEWS EVER (to me), is that I spoke briefly with both my parents, brother Mike, and sister Jane -- and hear enough of sister Julie's greeting in the background to know that ALL my relationships with family have now been HEALED!!! (Some details might still need to be worked out, but NOT from my perspective.) I only regret that I was unable to call my cousin Judy Whitney and her extended family, with whom I spent last last Christmas so wonderfully -- due to running out of minutes for phone twice as fast as expected.
Note to immediate family: Yes, I was completely serious about Massimo letting me use his villa on the Adriatic coast near Abruzzi, Italy. I checked once since he offered to be certain and he verified it. That said, I have no idea how big the villa is nor how many he would feel comfortable letting occupy it. If not all, then surely accommodations nearby could be found for some. He is 79, runs his Adriatico restaurant in Buscerias, Mexico like a MAD, PERFECTIONIST ITALIAN, and also has Canadian citizenship and primarily is based in one of his homes in Toronto, CN. I don't know how many houses he owns. He looks and acts exactly like Federico Fellini and has been known to run around his restaurant telling people I'm the "most royal person" he has ever met -- a TOTAL NUTBALL of the highest order. HA!!!
4. Delta Air Lines SHOCKED me totally by becoming the BEST RUN and SERVING U.S. company I've had contact with -- after being one of the WORSE not many years ago. I intend to write the CEO today and will promote Delta EVERYWHERE I go once I get a book tour or a "history comedy" stand-up comedian career (as was suggested by many people in NYC -- especially at Columbia University), launched -- whether or not Delta and I have any kind of "deal" going.
THE MANAGEMENT AND EMPLOYEES OF DELTA HAVE EARNED THIS!!!
5. It was ONLY after returning to Mexico that I realized that I had (and I OFTEN act or type as if something has taken over me so that it is only later I realize what I have done or its significance. Considering the size of my now SWOLLEN balls, it's a good thing. I doubt I could have done half of what I've done if I'd known WHAT I was doing as I did it, the last three years).
Anyway, I walked Mulberry Street in Little Italy several times each day, usually stopping to eat somewhere, but ALWAYS talking to business owners and others, generally chosen by how "informed" or how powerful I intuited them to be. ALL of them were both respectful and CAREFUL LISTENERS. ALL were ENCOURAGED and INVIGORATED after speaking to me. I usually opened the conversations with this sentence that I knew would be a "show-stopper" in Little Italy (after a respectful greeting): "The Sinatra Family was kind enough to sell controlling interest in Bank of America to MY family." (Sometimes I added that I am descended from Pepin, first King of Italy and his grandson Charlemagne, a not ENTIRELY provable claim.)
But last night I watched the movie of Mario Puzo's THE GODFATHER for the first time ever. I was blown away by it, partly because I'd had NO IDEA it was about the dilemma of whether or not the "Italian Mafia" was going to get into illegal drugs or not (they did a little with GREAT reluctance, but some felt forced to to survive. As I understand it, they either opted out early or were forced out by CIA/Republican/Episcopal Church narco-traffickers who bet on promoting the Latin Drug Mafia instead of the Traditional Families.
It is also my understanding that the former Italian Mafia have all long-gone legitimate -- both from what I've read many places and from what Patricia Sinatra claimed to me. I'd also like to say that after the three or so hours of motor-mouthing "secrets" to me that day in Wilmington, NC when I chance met her and told her of my sacred promise to Jackie Kennedy Onassis, that Pat never asked me to do anything -- except to please become a good friend to her son Danny.
That said, I believe Patricia Sinatra CONSCIOUSLY KNEW that I would be successful in my promise to Jackie -- THE ONLY PERSON EVER TO KNOW THIS CONSCIOUSLY BESIDES ME!!! (The others I've mentioned -- including Jackie, herself, only INTUITIVELY knew to support and encourage me.)
I hereby give my HIGHEST HONOR IMAGINABLE not only to PATRICIA SINATRA, but to her son Danny, because the last time I saw him -- outside Bank of America (or as we called it "The Family Bank") on Third Street in Wilmington, NC, and spoke as his wife Phoebe Dollar was inside doing business, I assured Danny that I would END the LYING Republican Party attacks (then primarily by Matt Taibbi of THE VILLAGE VOICE and former adviser to President George W. Bush -- and DITTO-ED PROMINENTLY by HuffingtonPost!!!), and Danny CLEARLY believed me, saying he would place his trust in my abilities.
I quickly accomplished that HANDILY, flipped Taibbi to being an ally, and cleaned up some corruption at HuffPost as well. HA!!! (THE VILLAGE VOICE, once an honorable alternate paper, continues to be a Republican Party shill.)
SINATRA FAMILY, ONE AND ALL
I SALUTE YOU!!!
When I had a friend take this picture of me in Rome (Italy, not Georgia), back in 2001, I had NO IDEA I would ever find such an appropriate use for it. LOL!!!
I should also say that when Michael Corleone planned and MASSACRED the heads of families willing to go into narco-trafficking, I cheered my ASS off, and KNEW WAY BEYOND THE SHADOW OF A DOUBT that I could easily have done as much AND MORE for such a cause. I just thank GOD I was never -- not ONCE -- called to be violent or threaten violence.
But I am NOT above it and would proudly do ANYTHING in service to this thing called GOD, even if it resulted in my death, disability, or lifetime imprisonment or nut-house commitment. This attitude of mine -- FEARLESSNESS -- is what allowed me to defeat MY EVERY ENEMY. They ALL had fears of SOME KIND, so could not operate as lightening fast as me. HA!!!
The funny part is that it never occurred to me that as Frank's fave niece and runner of Sinatra Enterprises, it was probably actually Patricia who MOST influenced the Sinatras to sell bank of America to the Kenan Charitable Trusts or Family. This only occurred to me last night. HA!!!
And I suppose I should report also that the LAST time I strolled Mulberry Street the night I made off to the airport, the last half block with raised fist I shouted at the top of my lungs, "SPQR! SPQR!!! SPQR FOREVER!!!"
6. On my return to my rented residence in Chacala, I discovered that while Pancho Villa (the nephew of the owner and a Law Student), and the owner's husband remained VERY friendly to me, the heavy son was snotty to me and his mother aggressively pissy and acting like a spoiled child, whose level of maturity she might some day reach up to.
Not only did they, AGAIN, not plant any of my palms and other plants I told them they could use to make the property look like something better than a dump (although Pancho had cleaned and raked it, the family STILL is placing garbage and trash NEXT TO the covered, wheeled garbage can I gave them after their yard dogs CONSTANTLY tore into the bags of trash -- yes including the used ass-wipe toilet paper -- that they leave outside their kitchen door instead of at least taking to the street where it is daily picked up because they aer SO LAZY (or drug-addled).
On my return I noticed that the refrigerator, table and chairs, and nearly everything else had been removed from the landlords' kitchen -- what a MYSTERY!!! Pancho later told me that they removed it to the front apartment so that he could move his bed to the kitchen to watch the stairs to my apartment to be sure no one stole my things, but there was no bed or bedding there, and through the window to Pancho's bedroom that faces my stairs, I could see he still slept in his FILTHY usual bedroom with MOUNTAINS of clothes strewn about as if an atom bomb had exploded (how it always looks).
And not only does he lie to me about this, but he had told me that Oregon Joel (Jolene, Popeye elsewhere in this blog), had lied to me when Joel kept reminding me that Pancho is a descendant of the "original" Pancho Villa. The manager of Chac Mool Cafe told me yesterday that Pancho told HIM that he IS descended from the original Pancho Villa!!! My current theory is that the private law school Pancho attends only ONE DAY per week (he was unable to get into the tax-payer supported Law Universities because he FAILED the tests -- but got a SCHOLARSHIP to the private one, allegedly in Tepic), and NEVER has books or homework is as REAL A SCHOOL as the TOTALLY DISCREDITED (legally), Capella University of TV and Internet advertising fame where my nemesis Christal Presley (best friends with Sean Hannity of FOX NEWS and his wife), got her "Doctorate" after a two - three week writing of her dissertation whilest working full time days for Atlanta Public Schools as a "Mentor-Teacher", and partying nearly every night.
I can only assume the CIA/Narco-Traffickers planned to use Pancho Villa's iconic real name to eventually market a legal service that would actually be a TRAP for the unsuspecting, with more well-trained CRIMINALS working over the victims. No WONDER they gave him a "scholarship"!!!
And the INTELLIGENCE of the landlady and family using the front apartment -- the only one besides mine that has multiple living spaces (rooms there, mine are defined by curtains in the outdoor spaces), is BEYOND MIND-BOGGLING since looking in there is NOTHING ELSE THERE (but the things moved from the kitchen), and it is THE ONLY APARTMENT THEY COULD RENT FOR HIGHER MONEY!!!
My hot water (promised for November 1st until the return of hot weather come spring as included in rent), was turned off a seek before I went to NYC, and remains off. I am not up to bitching about it while the landlady continues to charge around resentful of my gifts and presence. FAT WOMEN seem to fall into too categories: JOLLY or RESENTMENT/GREED-MADE-FLESH. This woman falls into the latter category, and I can only hope the Mexicans of Chacala move in to cheer her up, help her STOCK HER DORMANT CANDY STORE (for show only, apparently, and rarely open -- although maybe that is where she is today).
I think Oregon Joel/Jolene/Popeye and his CIA buddies owe her at least enough money to stock up her candy store so it no longer just APPEARS to be a DRUG FRONT BUSINESS!!!
The sign identifying the place as a guest house is now back up -- but so far front to the street and so high off the ground that no one in a passing car could possibly read it, and few walkers would either. previous to Joel de Oregon arriving some weeks ago and demanding they take the sign down altogether, it at least leaned against the set-back ground floor front wall -- FAR MORE VISIBLE.
I believe -- but do not know -- that Joel is indirectly giving them instructions on how to make my life miserable in the hope that if I leave, they can resume transporting HUGE QUANTITIES of ILLEGAL DRUGS for the CIA/Drug Mafias. In fact more than one Chacala resident of Mexican citizenship and blood has told me that the landlady has been selling drugs RETAIL to locals for quite a long time. I did NOT believe this at first, but have come to believe it.
I am so sorry that I seem to have removed their only source of FUN and PROFIT, inadvertently. I had no idea they did so much of it when I first reported the transfer of 24 bags of white powder in the yard here -- and my also witnessing the landlady hand over cash to the delivery person. Those bags were at least TWICE as wide as the 1 kilo bags of salt they claimed to me they were (although the landlady FIRST told me they were sugar, or literally "dulce").
I do hope the community can work with this family to help them regain a life of SELF-RESPECT in legal businesses. I pledge to continue to support them (I have ALREADY given them a tank deposit and fill of propane, Pancho a $289.00 USD iPod Touch, paid the two sons more than twice what their occasional help would demand, a garbage can, made improvements in my apartment which I will LEAVE when I do eventually go so they can rent the space for MORE MONEY, as well as the gift of the palm tress and any other plants of mine that will help beautify the place -- and ALL the Christmas lights that together burn about 40 watts -- and should be left up year-round to make the place look like a GUEST HOUSE that is WELCOMING of business -- like is common across the USA.
>>> I HAVE DELIBERATELY not used names (except Pancho's which is very commonly googled for the iconic Pancho Villa, so will NOT bring up this posting), so that no SHAME is brought on the family name or the business. I will do everything in my power to help them market the guest house for greater business, and IN FACT offered them a month ago to help RE-DO their website to make it at least MARGINALLY attractive, which it IS NOT!!!
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Hi Anonymous -- and thanks for writing!!!
NOTHING is as it seems in Wilmington, North Carolina -- which I have become convinced is GROUND ZERO for the "Devil" and "its Work" (primarily under pretension of being WHITE, PROTESTANT-CHRISTIAN, and REPUBLICAN (with support of homo or bisexual Democrats who have been blackmailed into supporting Sen. Goolsby's and the Republican Party's TOP illegal drug-import operation in the United States today).
This is the context. Kevin Maurer (author of the run-away bestselling book NO EASY DAY on the UNNECESSARY ASSASSINATION of Osama bin Laden to protect the Bush Family -- especially -- from Bin Laden's testifying on court of having set up 9/11 IN CONJUNCTION with the Bush/Cheney/CIA narco-traffickers and FEAR MONGERS. President Obama, himself running the Chicago Drug mafia with Rahm Emanuel and Wells Fargo Bank and blackmailed FURTHER by the NAZI/Republicans due to his HUGE gay history and very active life (sluttiness), in the TOP private gay bath houses -- EVEN AS A US SENATOR, see: http://scottkenan.
I met Sam Rahman while workmen who wore drug-gang clothing and rarely showed up to work and even then barely worked but billed Mr. Rahman OUTRAGEOUSLY, to warn him of what was going on, since he had to run his restaurant in another city and could NOT be there much. But it was an impossible situation WAY our of control. The site was in the Masonic Building on Front Street, once owned by actor Dennis Hopper who starred in the movie BLUE VELVET which was being filmed using my one-time boyfriend's apartment exteriors (Carolina Apartments), while I made love to Curtis Robbie Anderson, the former lover of Thomas S. Kenan III, which led to my eventually contacting my distant Kenan relatives when the Republicans FIRST began to jail, nut-house commit, poison me, etc. in 1990. (My relatives, long-now associated with the Episcopal Church USA which I can PROVE IN A COURT OF LAW not only murdered my former employer Tennessee Williams, but are as complicit in Narco-Trafficking as TOTAL partners with the CIA/REPUBLICANS/NAZIs (the last was headed in the USA by my own mother, Dick Cheney's boss).
Well so much for the Kenans helping ME at all!!! They and their CHURCH OF CONSCIOUS CHOICE profited TOTALLY from the narco-trafficking. In fact, as of TODAY, Dec. 26, 2012, I believe the top Kenans VERY MUCH were part of all the plots to MURDER ME!!! They CERTAINLY never helped me or answered a SINGLE one of my questions, which I posed not only through John Blades, Executive Director of the Flagler Museum in Palm Beach, but direct phone calls to Tom's (TSKIII's) houses in Chapel hill and on figure Eight Island. I haven't spoken with Tom since 1990, but DID speak with his baby-boy-friend Christopher a number of times. I wrote Tom two snail-mail letters in 2010. No response to those either.
The GOOD news is that the Kenan Charitable Trusts and the Kenan Companies have acted for higher purposes while many of the wealthy Kenans served the DEVIL. This does NOT include Betty (widow of Frank Hawkins Kenan), whom I believe knows NOTHING of the MANIFEST HATE of her son Tom. You can research their political donations to get an idea of how bad some Kenans got -- and they mascaraded PERFECTLY giving LIP SERVICE only to iconic Kenan ideals: 1. Tom: "I' am grateful for the opportunity to have served," which does NOT mention WHAT he served -- a mixed bag in reality. 2. "He who enters this wide open gate never comes too early or leaves too late" was the centuries-long motto on the gate to Liberty Hall in Kenansville, NC. Tom had it removed sometime between when I last saw it there in 1990 and 2010, when I next visited.
So to answer your question: I don't know about that, but it is BELIEVABLE. The FULL TRUTH of what happens when an honest man tries to open a GREAT RESTAURANT in the same building with Port City Java, which is WELL KNOWN to import cocaine with its Colombian coffee beans -- and I DID witness Port City Java employees giving the "workers" next door their marching orders -- is complicated.
Bottom line: DAMN THE RICH KENANS (but not ALL of them)!!!
And I don't care what anyone is or is not. I tell the truth to the best of my knowledge to EVERYONE. That you felt the need to contact me anonymously and apologetically indicates how FEAR POSSESSED Wilmingtonians are.
Thank you for giving me a perfect example of this.
Scott
On Tue, Dec 25, 2012 at 8:18 PM, Trichelle Lee <Shellyluvmusic@yahoo.com> wrote:
Hi,
I am in no way trying to be a creep even though this may be slightly odd. I read your post about Marrakesh Wilmington in your blog "The Weather Up Here." It is to my knowledge the restaurant went under due to Sam Rahman not paying his rent and being sued for multiple accusations. I just wanted to know, do you know the Rahman family personally? I am not a cop or a reporter just simply interested (I also won't sell any information). I know this is very odd, but please reply with anything.
PS. I will testify on a bible I'm no cop or reporter or anything just an average person interested in the details of this story
-anonymous
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Scott
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