Thomas S. Kenan III
>>> BUT FIRST:
>>> THE LETTER:
Thomas S. Kenan III
Kenan Management, Inc.
100 Europa Drive, # 525
Chapel Hill, NC 27527
September 30, 2015
Dear Tom,
I hope this finds you well, and also Betty, whom so many
people I’ve spoken with mention with very high regard. Tonight, I am extremely
concerned about the state of politics in our state, and lay aside any and all
political differences I might have with you, as we both value education and the
arts so highly – and both are concerned about the treatment of LGBT and other
people, whom our Governor and State Legislature seem determined to discriminate
against, against the wishes of not just my Democratic Party, but your
Republican Party members, as well. I was prompted to write after that last
actions of the North Carolina Legislature – and the begrudging admission of the
Vatican that Pope Francis DID meet with Kim Davis in person, which internet speculation
is that at least half the Good Will of the Pope from his US trip will now be
wiped out due to that one meeting – and I had a HUGE confrontational blow-up
with my mother by phone this morning.
All interest seems only in greed for the few, who have
plenty already, and I won’t belabor politics as I assume you must be up on all
of that. What you should know, is that although I’m so distantly related to
you, no one would normally claim we are relatives, the fact that we both bear
the same surname and are tied to S.E. North Carolina has had profound effects
on my life. Being that I am a published writer, and the last assistant to
Tennessee Williams, know that I’m fine with these things in the past and at 64,
I look like I’m 54 and am as healthy as an ox – as well as quite happy.
To begin with, at the end of the 1940s, my father, a
bisexual, was given the choice of marrying my mother and turning Catholic, or
going to prison for the murder of his male lover, actually shot in the head by
my mother’s people – the Cincinnati records show “Russian Roulette Suicide”. My
mother, while in high school, won an award from Henry Ford, who with Joe
Kennedy (father of the President), had been the most influential Americans
urging President Roosevelt to go to war on the side of Hitler and the Axis. Mom’s
brothers were blacklisted by the Roosevelt government, as many German
sympathizers were, because they were judged Nazi sympathizers by our
government, and were only allowed to fight in the Pacific theater.
Additionally, you should know that my father, even to his
dying day a year and a half ago, complained that he had grown up in and around
Wilmington nearly homeless (and often shoeless), while the wealthy Kenans rode
limousines around town, doing nothing for him. This is ridiculous, as my
grandfather was a bad drunk and they moved eleven times before Dad graduated
New Hanover High in 1935 or so. He was nowhere near related, although he was
made fun of for bearing the same surname as you, and being dirt poor.
In the late 1950s, my father, a lowly clerk for Sun Oil
in Louisville, KY, then, had some sort of alliance with the Bingham Family –
and we received Christmas gifts annually from a vice president of Pepsi,
although my parents hated JFK with a passion, they used the Bingham Family
(being Progressive Democrats, I assume the paper supported JFK’s candidacy),
and admiration of their newspaper to find like-minded friends after we moved to
West Chester, PA a few weeks before JFK was assassinated. I believe my parents
were involved in the planning of that, and indeed, in 1990, two top Jewish
business leaders in Atlanta, told me my parents were the top literal Nazis in
the USA. When I first blogged this in 2010, the Reiner Family of Hollywood made
me an “Honorary Jew”.
This, early in the year, after Patrick Stansbury, my boss
of 20 years at Pentagon Publishing, Inc. in Snellville, GA, fired me after he
knew I would disclose that he had passed much cash with now former Republican
Congressman John Linder, and in fact distributed illegal drugs brought in on US
Air Force planes to Maxwell, AFB, including to many from at least Wilmington up
to Maine – my friend Evan Fish knowing much of the details of this (especially
in these two places), was forced by Wilmington Police to jump to his death from
atop the parking garage next to the downtown library early September 2011 – and
to this day, the Wilmington Star News continues to cover this up.
It was also in early 2010, that Col. Dottie Newman, then retired
Chief Protocol Officer to Colin Powell while he was Secretary of State, told me
that the CIA and Republican Party would murder me, since they had been unable
to commit me to a mental hospital in five tries in one month – with help not
only of Patrick Stansbury, but of my parents and both of my sisters. My
siblings were all brainwashed by Mom, who ran Proctor & Gamble’s Skin Research
Labs right after WWII, working with Dr. Mengele’s data from Concentration Camp
victims, but also his work on Nazi Mind Control. It was my mother’s idea that
Fox New use the tones that produce euphoria in people taking “old age drugs” to
addict people to watching Fox News. About 2003, virtually every major news
broadcaster was suing Fox for doing that, and they stopped before it got to
court.
Additionally, my parents worked with former Nixon Aide
John Ehrlichman (whose apartment I twice visited in Atlanta in the very early
1990s when he with my parents and others – and protected by the Atlanta
Journal Constitution and CNN, especially – worked with Patrick
Stansbury, Newt Gingrich, and others), to set up the huge narcotics ring, then
running through Stone Mountain Park behind my home, and when I foolishly
reported it to Gingrich’s Congressional Office and CNN HQ, I soon found myself
in Dekalb County jail on false charge of simple Trespass, but held without bond
until I sued the Sheriff Writ of Habeus Corpus, and for that
little charge on a perfectly clean record, I was given a year of house arrest
probation and ordered to take, and weekly prove I took, Lithium for Bipolar, which I do not have (it was
semi-lobotomizing and made me not care).
Your Uncle Jimmy kindly referred me to his wife’s nephew,
Gregg Loomis, who was not the right kind of lawyer, but when I cracked to him
that since our name is in Chronicles I, so maybe we were Jews
in hiding, he immediately warned me to never say such a thing to your immediate
family, as all of you “hate only Jews more than ‘niggers’”.
This was a long time ago, and many people have confirmed
that this was in fact your father’s strong position. But this is today, and I
trust we can all get past the hatred and narrowmindedness of so many S.E. North
Carolinians – the exact sentiments that drove William Rand Kenan, Jr. to
abandon Wilmington for the North or Palm Beach! Indeed, it is very clear to
anyone half sensitive that Will Kenan was gay, especially since he moved in
with his life-long male secretary, Scotty, after his barren wife died early.
You might get a kick out of the fact that when I first
returned to the States late June of this year, I first had an apartment in the
Carolina Apartments, long owned by George Cutter, who with his manager and two
residents, Jennifer McCracken and Anthony Carmichael, perjured themselves
outrageously to evict me – after Jennifer who had offered to sell me any
narcotic or powder drugs – and did supply me with marijuana until I stopped
smoking it (never a problem in Puerto Vallarta, Mexico – and recommended as
better than alcohol by your old friend and occasional business associate
Stanley Winborne III, who was in my writers group there).
Interesting, was that the magistrate, sensing the
situation, had two armed Deputies (old friends of mine who knew the problem as
well), sit in at the hearing, and we all discussed what had really happened
after the plaintiffs left first, they securing my eviction by force of overwhelment,
which I appealed to jury trial, but worked out a friendly deal with Mr. Cutter
and now have the second floor of an early Victorian next door to a lawyer (and
strong Democrat), who is friends with both Sterling (Kenan) McCracken and Frank
Hawkins Kenan II. It’s a small world, no? I may have to sue Cutter if he does
not remove my eviction from the record, as he promised to do by now, but I’ve
heard nothing of it.
You see, Jennifer McCracken (no relation to Sterling’s
husband), was the ONLY person who knew the details of the murder of the leader
of the Puerto Vallarta Writers Group, Colin Stuart Hamilton, former star of BBC
radio, especially, and TV, and that his body was found and dug up south of Guadalajara.
In fact, after I sent that info to friends on Mexico, not only were my blog
posting about it hit like crazy, especially in Mexico and Great Britain, but
press in Mexico reprinted info from my blog, there being a news blackout about
it in Puerto Vallarta to preserve tourist traffic.
Jennifer ALSO knew of my acquaintance Del Shores’s
(playwright, whose Sordid Lives play was made into a movie and then a TV series as
well), involvement in narco-trafficking, and defended strongly that of
Wilmington lawyer and pillar of First Presbyterian, David Nash’s involvement.
David had filed the first false charges against me in New Hanover Courts in
2011, leading to my collapse back into homelessness and living under the 4th
Street viaduct. District Attorney Ben David, now Elder at First Prez,
eventually had me in jail five times on eight false charges – as well as twice
committed to The Oaks mental ward where doctors quickly released me for being
sane. And just a month and a half ago, Judge Lindsey Luther (Republican and
Deacon at First Prez), pulled illegal tricks to dismiss my petitions for Restraining
Orders against Jennifer and another hall-mate and sex-magnet/drug-seller,
Anthony Humphrey.
You should also know that Jackie Kennedy Onassis really
DID warn Tennessee Williams that the Episcopal Church/Sewanee with help of the
Republican Party, FBI, and CIA would murder him and steal his estate from
Harvard – at a party we attended in early 1982. I can prove in Court that this
happened, and I also had occasion to meet several very serious criminals that
the CIA released early from maximum-security prisons in the US and sent to Puerto
Vallarta to murder and otherwise protect the CIA/US State Department
narco-trafficking, frequently in partnership with the Episcopal Church, USA,
which is almost solely a narco-trafficking organization in Mexico – and I have
names, license plate photos, and other Court quality proof of that, including
of clergy at St. James here in Wilmington, and of Cathedral Church of St. John
the Divine in Manhattan, where Tennessee Williams’s Poet’s Stone is.
Some of the very same people easily legally connected to
Tennessee’s murder.
I must tell you that although few ever heard of the Kenan
Family in Mexico, everyone says that Exxon-Mobil with the CIA and US State
Department put President Enrique Pena Nieto in power to get the oil and the
drugs. At the border, the guards “knew” it was the Kenan Family, as did the
Creek Indians on their reservation in Alabama – and a major publisher’s rep who
approached me at the last Williams Festival in New Orleans, last March (and
General Russel Honore’, with whom I met twice there).
Everyone in Wilmington (even many Republicans), believe
that your branch of the family leads in the support of an upcoming “Christian”
Race War (not unlike the Wilmington 1898 Insurrection, led by William Rand
Kenan, Sr. and the Pastor of First Prez,), and I found that Judge Luther’s
husband (in GREAT standing at First Prez, too) posted on Facebook all kinds of
support for “Christians” having to take up arms and murder all who disagree with
their brand of Christianity, which seems literally Devil-inspired to me, and
MOST Wilmingtonians, seem to know this, but are afraid to speak about it.
However, I have survived even being held hostage five
times in Mexico by CIA/Episcopal Church Drug Mafia – and many other adventures,
so I fear NOTHING, and will soon begin writing a series of books on the true
story of the Kenan Family (both my and your branches), as well as the
back-story of American politics.
Oh, and you might like to know that the US Special Forces
agent from the Middle East who was flown to Wilmington and debriefed me late
the night of this past 4th of July, absolutely confirmed that
Stanley Winborne’s son (who Stanley does NOT get along with), since he was
until recently second in charge of the US State Department in Afghanistan, had
to be the one in charge of shipping all the heroin back to the States – then Patrick
Stanbury and Pentagon Publishing distributed it for the coffers of the
Bush/Cheney Republicans with their lackeys, both Clintons.
Just as President Obama cannot be judged until his term
is up, your branch and you as its Face to the World, cannot be judged until you
relinquish your role. I look forward to observing how you influence those in
political power that you can and do influence.
I do not ask for anything, except that you know I will
blog this letter, so there is Court Quality Proof that you know of these things
and can learn far more (and see the proofs), in my blogs, which can be
data-mined by googling “Scott Kenan” then any other name, thing, or concept. I
now have published over 3,000 essay-length blog postings going back to 2008. My
original blog is http://scottkenan.blogspot.com,
and then I have a mirror blog with wider graphics begun 1/1/14, http://theweathercontinues.blogspot.mx.
My intention is to find common ground with you, and I
assume being so wealthy you have been insulated from truth by those wishing to
profit by allying (and/or using), with you. I, myself, recently discovered that
most of my long-term boyfriends were actually agents of my mother and
connected quite profitably to narco-trafficking, so have had many bitter
disappointments, but this has all been revealed to me over the last six years,
and I am LOVING what a great, best-selling story I will write and get wealthy
from.
I do actually hope that you or an associate of yours will
be in touch with me and I can give all info I have to you for free. My
intention is to now begin writing a lot about your branch’s incredible support
for education, especially, and other good works as well. I trust we will at
least eventually find common ground so we can bring our country back to Liberty
and Justice for ALL.
Vive
ut Vivas!!!
Scott David Kenan
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