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People, you’re the problem….

It’s April of 2011 and, since I’ve been busy, lately, and haven’t written anything lately
I thought I’d put it out there that you people, the great unwashed, the masses, the public;
YOU’RE THE PROBLEM!!!!!!!
There was no trial for Mark Chapman, none of you seemed to notice or care, and now you know
why John is dead; you couldn’t be counted on to defend him, after. Only I took up that cross.
Your apathy inspired the assassination, the guilty resting assured that it was a safe
crime, one that you wouldn’t raise a stink about. They knew, in advance, that you people
were most likely prone to look the other way and all of you did just that. Except for me.
I can hardly think of any significant hero that you, the people, haven’t allowed the govt.
to slaughter; Jesus, Davy Crockett, Gandhi, J.F.K., R.F.K., M.L.K., Lennon and about a
hundred or so more, I’m sure. It’s as if you, the people, revel in the guilty pleasure of
murdering those around you who rise above the insane rabble and point to a better way of
living. You all SEEM to like killing those who are better than you, even if their advice
would help you all live better. In a word, you ARE bootlicking, hero killing cowards pun-
ishing yourselves with government rulership of your lives. Yes, you are sick and afraid,
I’m afraid.
In my life I am surrounded by my fellow Americans, all waiting for me to get killed, first,
before anyone pays attention to what I am trying to do. It’s just the way you sinners
operate.
Are you all such unevolved monkeys that you can’t hold the govt. accountable even with
hard evidence? Is that how weak you all are? Turncoats, betrayers, yellow bellies, all?
Meanwhile, there are those of you who outwardly express your disdain for what I do.
Not very free or brave, you citizens.
Look at Paul McCartney; He must pay a shrink good money to assure himself that his silence
is o.k.. It is the weakest link in society of all, his silence.
His apathy condemns you to act yourselves or remain imprisoned peons and pawns in a sick
stew of Orwellian evil that has enveloped you since before you were born.
I’m sure my next window slogan will be something along the lines of;
COWARDLY U.S. COVERING UP
or
STUPID AMERICA STONEWALLING
or something like that. And in ten inch letters!
Guilty mankind, look in your mirror.

Chapman Lie; Media Terrorism:

Please read the chapter immediately following this one, listed at the top of the list.
At the end of this chapter I will also discuss the Tuscon shootings event and show you some
amazing parallels to the killer and Stephen King, particularly their common experience of
being kicked out of institutions, in King’s case, the Town of Herman, Maine in the 70’s. Realize,
also, that this shooting event occured just weeks AFTER I wrote the following, for those
of you foolish enough to dismiss my expose as old, irrelevant news.

Being December 09, 2010, the day after the media handling of the 30th anniversary of John
Lennon’s assassination, I must touch upon the aspect of Mark David Chapman, the look-alike
stand in for real murderer; author, Stephen King. You know, the guy who America allowed
to skip trial for killing only the most famous human being on earth. That guy.
I’d like to start with the lyrics to the song I actually sang, with my guitar, over the San Diego
radio airwaves when I was interviewed for one hour on KOGO talk radio in 1994.;

“Children Of the Big Lie”

“You’re the children of the big lie
What’s the reason you don’t even try?
Didn’t even try Mark Chapman
We’re the reason Lennon had to die.
You and I could find
Better things to do
Than crucify our heroes
The phony’s me and you.
Tag team partners Barbara Walters
And her decoy clown
She and Chapman feed you crap
And brainwash you around.
You just kneel in shame
And turn the other cheek
Too terrorized and scared
To dare to even speak.
You’re the children of the big lie
What’s the reason you don’t even try?”

(I recently added the last verse.))

Now, as Wiki Leaks is making news and the messengers are being publicly hunted like ter-
rorists, it strikes me that the real terrorist in this world is our own government; the evil
United States Of America. It’s government and its media and it’s generals and politicians
and its corporations. Maybe even its people, lately.
Like John Lennon succinctly said in an interview right before he was assassinated;
“I believe in giving peace a chance, not killing people for peace.”
John really could put the shoe on the correct foot with his effortless grace.
Who but America used nuclear weapons on citizens to scare the rest of the world?
America, deliberately, scares its own citizens, with war, media violence and assassination.
Didn’t America assassinate J.F.K. in a public parade to scare others off from taking on the
powers that be? Didn’t America also kill his brother at a public arena, also to scare off
others who question war while aspiring to the presidency.
Didn’t our government murder John Lennon on his front doorstep to shout out a message of
terror to all you taxpaying homeowners that you better not practice what Lennon preached?
Didn’t they also, in using a gun to kill the worlds most favorite citizen, try to demonize
your second amendment rights in the process?
Didn’t our government deliberately murder our own students at Kent State to scare off
the rest of the anti-war movement? Didn’t they kill Lennon for the same exact reason?
That’s the TRUTH about the worlds terrorist. They will kill your children if they get too
uppity about insisting on peace and freedom. We’re as treacherous as the Chinese govern-
ment who also massacred their student protesters.
Why, we will even kill The Beatles if they transcend our media mind control. Abominable!
We have become a country held hostage by its military, corporate interests and their media.
This Chapman rehash is just poisoning America’s people and making them insane. It is a
terror campaign to back the public down carried out by your government owned mass media.
And so, I say to all of you already sheared, brainwashed sheep; Beware your government and
your government controlled media. They are your enemy and you have lost control of your
right minds. That’s right, U.S. public; your mass media, all of it, is controlled by your govern-
ment, even by your military and America’s big corporations, and they force broadcasters
to lie to you and pervert you whenever they want to. Just like our enemies do to their
citizens. You only “THINK you’re so clever and classless and free” but you’re not.
In fact it is a dispicable fact that ALL of you media-ized fools let Chapman sidestep what
should have been a most public trial, then, when it happened. Like a pack of Soviet, turncoat
slobs you ALL pretended not to notice when Chapman’s 60 day psych evaluation lapsed into
18 months of media silence punctuated with a tiny blurb about how he plead guilty,
behind closed doors, two days before trial, which was buried in the back pages. No follow
up. No more ink devoted to that bombshell case gone phffft!. No protests from you, either.
You all became the cowards of the Chapman lie and are, in fact, unaware of just how much
Lennon’s viscious, in our face, murder managed to terrorize all of you into whimpering silence
and surrender overnight. Peace, love and understanding took a beating that night. In fact,
it was the most pitiful, spineless and lowest thing America’s people ever did till then.
Had I not been without a tv and radio for years surrounding the crime I, too, might have
succumbed to the great dumbing down of the U.S. public via media mind control. I was spared.
The rest of you were terrorized into silence by media imposed peer pressure that suggested
anyone who thinks otherwise must be a nut. They even brainwashed you, en mass, by announcing
John’s murder during a Monday Night Football game and made sport of it with Howard Cosell
on the mic like an emcee at the Roman Collesium during the slaughter of Christians.
This go around, in the panarama of our government’s media, FOX NEWS emerged as our media’s
biggest liar with their Mark David Chapman fest special the Sunday before the crime’s anniversary.
It is a fact that both Chapman and Stephen King gained about 25 pounds, each, before the crime
and that King even grew a beard for a year, right after. Even I have to admit that the
government did most of their homework in finding a convincing look-alike stand in for King,
when they were both puffed out like blimps.
The government failed to intercept the photo that would prove that the killer has the
opposite prescription for his glasses as evidenced in comparison photos, one shrinking,
the other enlarging, what we see behind them. They also missed the dimples that only King
and the autograph hound share. In the Newsweek photo of King, two months before the crime,
King hides his dimples with his hand and is seen without his giveaway glasses. In Time,
a month earlier, he exposes himself, fortunately. The autograph photo was planned, in ad-
vance, and King’s dimples and glasses prescription would give him away under scrutiny.
In fact, the man who took that planned photograph was, himself, caught, months earlier,
posing as a vcr repairman in his effort to stalk Lennon. His name is Paul Goresh.
A look at the comparison photo Newsweek used then to compare Chapman and the killer
shows us that they used a deliberately grainy, image from a tv screen, not a clear image.
What you must all know is that the police in New York City were part of the coverup and
arrested a then sitting Stephen King who was reading The Catcher In The Rye and promptly
hid his face under an overcoat while they led him into the precinct where both men WERE
SWITCHED. Chapman took over, brainwashing the world with his phony confession.
Powerful mind control device; a decoy, a whole tapestry of alternative storyline to fool you.
Do you people see the diabolical evil that was practiced when Chapman, the worlds biggest
phony, an imposter, was caught lecturing all of us on what a phony John Lennon was? It was
just one of hundreds of mind control techniques that were employed on us then.
Moreover, the reference to The Catcher In The Rye about adult phoniness had another sub-
versive angle; While Chapman was portrayed by himself and, to an extent, the media, as;
“The Catcher In The Rye of this generation” for having saved us all from following John
Lennon over the cliff, in reality what the media was doing was transposing points; telling
the lie from 180 degrees to the truth. In reality John Lennon was the least phony human on
the planet, always searching for the truth and being as honest and truthfull as anyone
any of us will ever know. While he could have indulged in materialism with his hundreds of
millions of dollars he did not. He lived a life of sacrifice and isolation in his apartment
with mostly lifes essentials and music to keep himself occupied. He took taxis and didn’t
even drive the car that he let his assistant pick out and buy. He was not impressed with pos-
sessions or wealth. And yet, our government relies on all of your greed and materialism
to get rich, themselves. They shower you with game shows that bow at the alter of materialism
in between the shows where they are pointing a gun at you. And so, what the government owned
media did was ask you to make John Lennon the scapegoat for your own greed and material-
ism and, yes, phoniness as punishment for his ever telling you to imagine “no possessions”
Meanwhile all of you excused a trial for the killer with the media provided excuse; “Let’s not
give him the fame he seeks” making all of you the biggest phonies on the planet; the kind
of people who would let John Lennon’s killer skip a public trial for any reason whatsoever.
For all intents and purposes you all might as well have let the government kill Chapman
and sweep things under the rug like you let them do with Oswald.
It’s what has made you phonies since you lied to yourselves about J.F.K., R.F.K. and M.L.K.’s
murders since you were small. The media was asking all of you to let John be the phony
they know all of you really are, instead. And they even had you follow Stephen King over
the cliff afterwards, perverting you, not protecting you. Assaulting you with evil.
“Go ahead, phony U.S. public. Let us tell you monstrous lie. It’s what you seem to like
since you took our Oswalk, Sirhan lies before, remember? You’re a sucker for it, aren’t you?
Let’s all be phony and live under lie instead of truth. What do you say?”
It would be perfectly appropriate if I were to advertise on my website van the slogan;
“Chapman lie – media terrorism”” or “Real terrorist – our govt.” or “Real killer – Step-
hen King” or “Phony U.S. Failing Facts” or any number of other embarassing
profundities.
If I have learned anything in the almost 30 years I have been telling the truth it is that
people, people like you and everybody you know, are the problem. Period. You want to be lied
to and deceived just to avoid the mess your apathy has made. You want to run away from truth
and grace because you are living in fear. It’s all you know and you’re comfortable being hob-
bled by your government. You don’t want to know if your lives are a complete farce. That
YOU have come to this site sets you ahead of most but when will you actually jail King?
I’m up against everybody’s collective human evil and people like our government and Step-
hen King all know it.
Let me walk you through some of your recent transgressions;
Now that Julian Assange of Wiki Leaks and the private who discovered secret files that
don’t really amount to the hype the media would have you believe, are under media mind
control attack we are at a pivot point in history and we are learning, for example, that Hillary
Clinton, Dianne Feinstein, Joe Lieberman, Sarah Palin and Sean Hannity, Huckabee, and other
Soviet stylists are sounding the horns for the hounds to hunt down and kill OUR RIGHT TO KNOW
ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING. (By the way, is there a more shameless puppet/mouthpiece
for the police state than Sean Hannity? Like Rush Limbaugh, a sellout-liar-for-hire.)
Our government brutally terrorized all of its citizens by letting Stephen King murder John
Lennon, violently, and then brainwashing us, after, with Chapman. That King was then propped
up by our government to molest us with his sick writings, after, is unconscionably malicious.
Only a thumbsucking, denial prone slob would not conclude that our ENEMY was really behind
this plot, that Nixon and Reagan were agents sabotaging America from its inside, out.
Like a sword through our heart delivered by a master matador. It corrupted us all.

(Now I have to tread on ground that even I know you won’t want to face up to- the big picture -.
It paints a scary horror story of America under foreign takeover, Lennon’s murder being
but a part of the prerequisite steps taken to weaken us. That Nixon and Reagan were more
hostile than friendly to us, taking advantage of our youthful naivete and inexperience as
a nation. It’s harder to prove and I risk a little credibility but, hey, I’ve known that
this is the likely big truth, after all, for two decades now, and I think you can take it.
If former presidential candidate, Gary Hart – who got his pants down long enough to usher in
George W. Bush – and the licence plate on his Corvette that read; “U.S.S.A.” – as seen in
People Magazine – doesn’t give you all a clue, well, be grateful I noticed it, then.
I am bound to offend millions of innocent Jews who have nothing to do with any of this when
I also suggest that Israel is Moscow’s most strategic ally in defeating us. You only need
to look at the fare their comrads are offering up on our media to know we are being poisoned.
Look at our economy now with all the banks basically under jewish control. The banks will
probably benefit the most from this shake up, or shake down, as you see it.
Stephen King, whom I’ve heard is also a jew, wrote, repeatedly, in one of his books shortly
after the murder; “Beware the jewish communist plot against the United States”
When we caught someone selling our A-bomb secrets to Moscow it was the Rosenbergs.
It would take Nixon and Reagan getting caught letting Stephen King kill John Lennon before
any of us would have suspected that they were really our enemy. Lucky for us they got caught.
Whether red or not these two men were, indeed, America and the worlds, enemies.
As John Birchy as all this must sound, did you people know that the Russian migs who shot
down flight 007 over Korea during Reagan’s presidency, the one that may have been a U.S.
spy plane, also assassinated the leader of the John Birch Society who was on that flight?
You didn’t know that?
What’s more peculiar is the story I heard that Nixon was supposed to be in the seat next to him
but, apparently, was setting that man up for Russia and knew what was going to happen and
skipped that mission. How eye opening, if true!)

Now, back to the assassination of John Lennon.)

It was an attack on our soul, our decency, confidence, our spirituality and our freedom.
Mostly it was an attack our our sanity. It took Howard Cosell mere minutes to make all
of you INSANE with the Chapman lie. It also preyed on your weakness that wants to be lied to.
Do you people think you have a right to know that? Well, do you, ‘deer in the headlights’ public?
I can also prove, also via Time and Newsweek bold print codes surrounding the events, that
Nixon was centrally responsible for the assassinations of J.F.K and, I’m sure, R.F.K., too,
if any of you want to examine the magazine codes surrounding those murders. The Kennedy’s
were strident in their opposition to the rise of Soviet power and kicked their nukes out of
Cuba. They were every real American’s real champions.
Before his crime Stephen King wrote; “Even an American city?” “No and no. I spit on
your cities. There is no english for it; Pokul, verdalik eyalik, Do youy follow?”
They have never known hunger or want, the people of this country…Their sadness
is that of a child who has spilled his ice cream on the grass at a birthday party…And you
shall have your vengeance on those who would fill themselves while others want.”
Nixon and Reagan, both, lied to us about hating the Soviet Union. It’s how they scammed you
into trusting them; the 180 degree lie. It was Nixon who killed our Kent State students.
It was also Nixon who stained the office of our presidency with Watergate and lost America’s
first war and hooked us up with Russia’s ally, China, decimating our manufacturing base and
strengthening theirs at the same time. It was also Nixon who took America off the gold standard.
It was Nixon who bombed Cambodia on Christmas day to hurt our credibility as Christians. It
was Nixon who, being a Quaker, didn’t even believe in God. It was Reagan who maced the
students at Berkeley and blockaded their streets. (still, to this day) It was Reagan who
almost doubled California’s sales tax in just four years, fooling us with his acting skills.
An investigation might prove that Reagan also had Anwar Sadat assassinated during those first
few months of his presidency when Lennon, Sadat and the Pope were all shot at once like a
Soviet style purge of peace nics. (In fact Moscow WAS linked to the attempt on the Pope.)
Many of you may think that there is no more Soviet Union, that they went belly up. In The
Real War, in 1980, Nixon warned us of the Soviets plan for a “Strategic surrender”. How
could he have known, then, about Gorbachev and Perestroika? He knew, all along, of their plan
to get our pants around our knees with that lie giving us a false sense of security. Meanwhile,
Nixon tried to turn the White House into a Soviet like fortress with guards and barricades
during his presidency and even described himself as a “Russiophile”.
Nixon even wrote that the Soviets infiltrate the highest positions in our government and that
they are “magnificent actors” He and Hollywood groomed Reagan would know.
(Incidentally, Reagan took Nancy Davis’ name off the U.S. govts. commie black list before
he later married her when he was president of the Screen Actors Guild.)
My parents generation encouraged the assassination of R.F.K. with their silence in the wake
of the J.F.K. coverup and the Warren Report when they should have have demonstrated outrage.
I remember the reports about a woman “with a nose like Richard Nixon”, according to the wit-
ness, who joyfully proclaimed; “we did it! He’s dead!” immediately after R.F.K was shot.
I’m not saying that ‘Tricky Dicky’ was dressed up as a woman at the Ambassador that night
(Although it’s very possible) but, rather, that there is probably some connection with
that woman and Nixon. It is a fact that Nixon was in Dallas on Nov. 22,’63 and it is a fact
that our government’s chief of mind control operations WAS at The Ambassador when R.F.K.
was assassinated. Nixon, of course, became our president, that year, not R.F.K..
Did you people know that R.F.K suffered over 23 bullet wounds, many delivered by his secret
service agent who filled him up with 22 calibre rounds upwards into his torso from his
waistline? No. Your media betrayed you with another government issued lie to make it look
like Israels enemy, a Palistinian named Sirhan Sirhan, fired the one fatal shot. Like a herd
of zebra’s you just watched the carnage, in silence, and galloped off. No chivalry at all.
You people are so full of media lies you reek. You have come to encourage each new lie that
they feed you, like a pack of cowardly, bootlicking masochists. It was your apathy and silence
that allowed for all the evil we have suffered under to continue to this day.
The subsequent assassination of Indira Gandhi, months after Lennon’s, was linked to Moscow
and, like the R.F.K. hit signature, the attack was carried out by her security guards.
A studied read of The Real War shows us that Nixon practiced almost every trick he accuses
the Soviets of, most notably, assassinating dissidents and cultural figures.
Remembering that it was the U.S.S.R. that would not allow its people to possess Beatles music
and forbade the group from their country, Moscow had motive. Former hardliners have
admitted, lately, that it was The Beatles who dismantled the U.S.S.R., in the minds of its
people. Moscow looms large as the primary suspect. Not only of Lennon’s murder, perhaps.
Looking back on our disgraceful history we have to wonder about most of the untimely deaths
of our cultural figures from Buddy Holly to James Dean to Marilyn Monroe to Walt Disney, Jimmy
Hendrix, to Jim Morrison of The Doors (Our govt. killed Lennon on Morrison’s birthday; Dec. 8.)
to Mamma Cass to possibly even Elvis Presley (His body guards who wrote a slander book about
him, after, were the ones who supplied his drugs and could have produced a more potent
mix of whatever he was used to and he would have automatically overdosed himself with his
usual routine amount.) to Jerry Garcia to Bob Marley to Peter Tosh to, lately, Michael
Jackson to whomever this, apparently, entrenched group of killers among us wants to kill next.
To quote Nixon; “..be removed from the stage of public debate… by whatever means are needed.”
(Incidentally, while the rest of you were busy ignoring me in 1992 enough of Bruce Spring-
steens fans heard me on WABC radio and “The Boss” hasn’t, to my knowledge, been seen; re-
hearsing on the same stage with, having lunches with, partying with, Stephen King any
more since I saved his life, then, when King WAS stalking Springsteen for a kill, no doubt.)
Do any of us really know that George Carlin’s heart attack was just that? What about the mild
heart attack Jane Fonda suffered in the mid 80’s at the peak of her health?
Silence and apathy make all of you hero killers. Guilty of spinelessness and stupidity.
Today Russia is still five times larger than America with five times the resources and
a military big enough to destroy us and their buddy, China, already owns a lot of America.
You are the slowly cooked frogs in their designs of defeating us “…without firing a shot.”
Our media is under jewish control and most of them came from Russia. It’s a simple fact.
That you are all mind controlled with “fear” and “materialism’ and “‘Big Brother’ worship”
shows about govt. agencies is laughingly obvious except that it’s more sad than funny.
So, wake up, America, your government has been selling America and all of you out for
their piece of the police state pie. You are being conquered by your own lying government.
They have manipulated your souls and minds to the extent that you all fear even helping
me expose all this lest you be murdered, too. They have castrated you and have found a way
to seperate you from your real hero, me; Steve Lightfoot. Many of you have been programmed
to think of me as a nut. When Stephen King is either killed, kills himself or is marched
to jail in handcuffs then you’ll know just how blind and sick you all have been all this time.
It should be each and everybody’s duty to help me come forward if you were real patriots.
As for Yoko (silent) Ono, whose security guards ordered me kidnapped and beaten uncon-
scious in 1987 for absolutely nothing, she is either part of the plot that set John up and covered
it up or she is the most stupid person on the planet for not acknowledging what Sean, her own
son, was quoted for saying in The New Yorker magazine; “Anyone who doesn’t think that
our government killed my father either hasn’t given the subject much thought or is insane.”
And yet, Sean will be the last to know if his mother is as evil as I know her to be.
Similarly, either our government is selling us out to the new world order or they are just too weak
and spineless to take a stand.
Remind you of anyone YOU know?
Many pf you probably think my beliefs here are suspect. Others think; “Well, of course both
the U.S. and U.S.S.R. made a back alley deal to merge both systems to avert nuclear war.
So, what else is new? As if we haven’t all noticed the trend of police killing citizens with
impunity since 1980 and all the other trends of rich vs. poor, tv violence and corporate rule.”
The point I am making is the same point that J.F.K. made; I find this merge to be a ‘repugnant’
way of living, period. You would all be better off with a cold war than this system that molests
you with a horror writer after he murdered your real hero. It’s evil. The rest of the future
will be no more promising. In fact, you have all been living a real life nightmare since
Lennon was assassinated. A sickening nightmare, people . You lemmings don’t seem to care.
You all used to say; “Better dead than ‘Red’.” Now you’re all silent, John Lennon killing slobs.
You don’t want to admit it. It’s too painfully true. It’s so easy to label the messenger instead
of admitting how far you’ve all fallen.
Nixon writes, in The Real War, that; “The Soviets and their allies consider the ‘lie’ a
‘legitimate’ weapon to be used against the strong by the weak and that they employ it
vigorously as a matter of policy.”
Can any of you imagine any bigger lie than the one we were told about Lennnon’s murder?
It must have taken an entire politbureau to concoct that intricate a web of layered deceit.
It reflects generations worth of experience and sophistication and should alarm everyone.
Regarding Nixon’s grand motive for this monstrous crime I refer you to his public remark in the
60’s; “…People react to fear, not love. They don’t teach you that in Sunday school but it’s
the truth.”
Nixon was interested in controlling all of you with fear and killing the entire value system
of peace, love and understanding. Nixon was intensely interested in terrorizing all of you.
Thirty years after John’s assassination you, the U.S. public, are too meek to demand a trial.
As things stand, Nixon, the terrorist, has won and you, the once dignified public, have lost.
As much as all of you hate to have to admit it, I am your only way out of the mess you’re
all in. Me and my Lennon murder evidence. I believe there is no way to redemption but through
this massive, all encompassing expose. That without this you are all doomed to despotism.
That without this you will never be brave enough to take on the powers that be if you can’t,
now, with the evidence you need and a hero the whole world can stand behind; John Lennon.
If Sean Lennon will be the last to suspect his own mother of any role in John’s death then
you, the American public, will be the last to know when you are halfway, already, into the
snakes mouth. I’m telling you, now, that you are, all, already there. We are all in very danger-
ous times and you all better start to wake up to what is going on or our freedom is over.
The fuss over Wiki Leaks is part of our government’s media campaign to wrestle away your
right to know what they’re up to and to take away freedom of the internet, all, part of their
attempt to kill me, Steve Lightfoot, and shut down their real worry; www.lennonmurdertruth
.com. Wiki Leaks is a trial balloon for me. Not paranoid, just grounded in reality.

Now, you’ve just read as much truth as I’ve ever told, yet. Can you put your brain around
any of it? Are you capable of thinking for yourself without the media telling you what to
think? I’m serious. Most of you let the media decide, for you, what is true or not. It’s time
you all just grow up. The media will not TELL you the truth unless you take time
out of your rat race lives and picket the media for days at a time until you achieve
full disclosure of the killer’s face, true identity, alleged name and letter linking Reagan,
all printed before the crime. Until they disclose Time, Newsweek and U.S. News government
codes found in their headlines surrounding the crime and that these magazines are printed
by our government. Until they disclose what Nixon writes in The Real War about killing
John Lennon and what you’ll find in Stephen King’s novels that parallel the murder, the
assassination of John Lennon.
Until you all take to the streets and help me expose this monster expose you are just
second class Soviet slobs existing, not living life. That would be repugnant. Don’t you
people think? Start demonstrating on your own, without my leadership. What if I got killed?
You’d have to break this story yourselves. You are the people who will benefit from it.
King, months before the murder, taunted his readers, repeatedly, with the phrase;

“You blind, obsessive fools.” “You blind, obsessive fools.” “You blind, obsessive fools.”

Does that sound like something our enemy would say to you as he was preparing to kill the
one man who could have united the world? Stephen King is your enemy, America’s enemy and
the worlds enemy. Are you going to remain Nixon’s victims or are you going to picket your
local media outlets until they give us full disclosure so our courts can then find the backbone
to jail our murderer/author/culture destroyer and his stand in, Chapman, and anyone else who
gets caught in the aftermath? I can’t wait for the whole world to watch their perp walks.
If you can’t, don’t, or won’t, then shame on you. If you do then “hurray” for the human race.
Meanwhile, please find the courage to at least read my next chapter’ “Land of the deceived,
Home of the slave”

STEPHEN KING, AND JARED LOUGHNER;

Now, as promised, before you read “The Land of the Deceived and the Home of the Slave”,
my take on the Tuscon shootings:

The killer may have been just a crazy person as the media is quick to suggest. That he used
non exploding bullets and failed to kill one of America’s prettiest and most promising up
and coming female politicians suggests that he, indeed, may have acted alone. On the other
hand, luck played a role in Giffords survival and one can’t be sure of anything, yet.
On the surface the killing spree was almost, and mostly, identical TO John Lennon’s murder;
A gunman cowardly attacking the victim from behind, point blank with a handgun, hurting as
many people as possible in the process; a cathartic lashing out at all humanity with extreme
malice towards all, all while killing a powerful public figure and changing history.

(News flash!; I just heard that Giffords was shot in the face, not the rear of her head, as
the national news carefully told us, using illustrations and models, days ago. How could
the major news organizations get things THAT backwards and wrong? With the surgeons present?
Coincidentally, the same thing happened with the murder of John Lennon; Howard Cosell told us,
initially, that John was shot in the chest. Later, we were told the opposite; that he was
shot in the back. Already the coincidences are starting to pile up.)

Coincindentally, both Chapman and Loughner remarked that their victim was a “phony”, in Len-
non’s murder, and “a fake”, in Gifford’s attack. Almost identical storylines, so far.
Also identical, the spector of insanity as the motivating force.
Not identical, I predict, will be the handling of the matter in the court system. Whereas Chap-
man was swept away for a 60 day psychiatric evaluation period before his plea, I seriously
doubt that the same scenario will occur here. Similarly, I doubt that said 60 days will be al-
lowed to lapse into 18 months of media silence in the name of “denying the shooter his fame”
as was the case with Chapman. That would BE ABSURD!
That Sarah Palin was thrust into the limelight via her “crosshair” posting definitly put a poli-
tical spin on things beyond the shooting of a rival, a democratic female up and comer, Giffords.
At first I wondered was Loughner pro ‘Tea Party’ but then thought why were we all
being lead to that conclusion, especially since Palin took some heavy flack over it? If it
were a coverup and the attack WAS from the Tea Party why would the plot hurt Palin’s popu-
larity in the process? Things now start to look unorganized and non conspiratorial, however,
a democrat almost died here and Loughner doesn’t seem bright enough to include killing
a politician in his meltdown.
I am starting to see signs of terrorism and sado-masochism, “mind games”, entering the pic-
ture; Now that Loughner has shaved his head he reminds us of Giffords astronaut husband.
The same day of the shooting Bristol Palin moved to, took residence in, the state of Arizona.
Just weeks ago, Sarah Palin, in a documentary showing her killing a big game animal, remarked;
“I consider the stalking and killing of this animal as an accomplishment and it makes me feel
proud.”
I remember, at the time, thinking what an odd, perhaps cryptic, thing to say. I had to ask
myself, then; “Who is Sarah Palin trying to assassinate?” Especially following her “crosshairs”
controversy months earlier.
As one with a detectives mind, the first red flag I noticed was what a pretty face congress-
women Giffords has. I thought; “It must be her pretty face and possible future in politics, and
/ or her views, that frightened an adversarial group enough to take her out, now.”
If it was a political assassination plot we do know that it was not the democrats who
are trying to hurt Palin but, rather, the republicans who fear Giffords bright future.
Similarly we know that the republicans, not the democrats, would have been behind the other
assassinations of J.F.K., R.F.K., M.L.K. I think the republicans have a history of kil-
ling the opposition, not the democrats. If you doubt that, inspect the bold print codes in
the issue of Time magazine that came out a week before J.F.K’s murder, dated Nov.22,’63,
that PROVE Nixon was centrally involved, oh, yes, America, in THAT murder, too.
If it was a plot by them then it wouldn’t make sense to hurt Palin with the collateral damage
that has already occured over her “crosshair” controversy. So, I wonder WAS this just a nut
with a gun, after all? On the other hand, what better way to remove suspicion from the re-
publicans than BY damaging one of their own? Detective work is complicated.
For whatever reasons, someone or some group, perhaps our Republican Party, perhaps Moscow,
may have reason to fear her in some future election that they want to sew up for themselves.
I think Giffords could beat out Palin as the first women president of America. Don’t you?
IF Palin is capable of being part of this attack then she is just as capable of being a
political operative from, say, Russia, the country she is so close to she can see it from
her front porch. I think Moscow is subverting us, daily, and that, if this shooting is a plot,
it comes from there; that Palin, as a true American, wouldn’t kill her possible rivals.
Incidentally, Palin, like Stalin, is a Russian surname, I believe.
I am one who thinks that Moscow has highjacked our republican party and is taking us over
through meddling in our politics and media. It is a view that scares others, but not me.
Everything I wrote weeks before this attack about Moscow’s role in American politics is, I
think, the likely truth, as I said. It only adds up that things are still “business as usual.”
and, in fact, may be in a state of acceleration and reaction to my huge alarm.
The entire world media is watching me like a hawk and knows I am close to stomping on the
Chapman lie with new van slogans. I am reminded of how the 9-11 attack occured the same week
my, now famous, website first went up. It reminds me of how our current depression began one
week before my much advertised rally in New York City for a rally on John’s birthday, Oct-
ober 09, 2008. Right before my rally the news took us all off my subject, conveniently.
It would not surprise me, at all, if Moscow or Washington, D.C. had something to do with this
shooting to accelerate the myth about Mark David Chapman who was “just a crazy person”
who killed a major personality following last months media Chapman fest right before my reply.
I don’t think you readers appreciate just how big my expose is and how much it will upset
the established order we live under. Personally, I think our government would kill hundreds, even
thousands, just to keep me from being able to come forward and break this story wide open.
Even if Barack Obama is above U.S. policy (I’m not yet convinced he’s not a puppet for the
machine), other factions of government would go around him to stop this expose and even go to
war, just to distract us if it were to ever get close to breaking.
Like Stephen King, who was kicked out of the town of Herman, Maine in the 70’s by the towns-
people who didn’t like his sick writings, Lougner was kicked out of the army, first, and then
his junior college. Both men lashed out at all of society; King, by hurting all mankind,
and Lougner, by killing as many people as he possibly could. Both men, classic sociopaths.
In Carrie, King gets autobiographical when Carrie burns all of her tormenters for pouring
pigs blood on her, for rejecteing her. Perhaps it was this book that got our government to take
notice of this monster, then, when the plot to assassinate Lennon began. It takes a very
special sociopath to kill one as loved as John Lennon; someone who wants to hurt mankind.
Both men were loners and rejected by their peers as youths and both were ridiculed as crazy.
Loughner was briefly in the military and they would have recognized if he were or were not a
“malcontent” that they could “use” someday. It’s a fact that our military does LOOK for such
individuals for exactly that purpose. Richard Nixon even wrote that the Russians also do it.
Watching ABC’s Nightline, last night, I watched as one announcer said; “John Lennon had
more to do with this (shooting) than Sarah Palin.”
That’s what he said. You all saw it, perhaps. It was delivered in the context of a revisiting
of the Barbara Walters Chapman interview I warned you about before the shootings.
Up to this point the mass media refrained from exploiting Giffords tragedy by propogandizing
us with the Chapman lie and comparisons. But now, ABC, the most strident network of all re-
garding the Lennon coverup, actually told you that “John Lennon had more to do with this
than Sarah Palin.”
In the first place, he should have said; “Chapman, not Lennon, had more to do with this..”
but he said, and I think, deliberately, that “Lennon was to blame…” Bold propoganda.
How partisan is that, U.S. public? Their favorite, Palin, is NOT to blame, CHAPMAN is not
to blame….John Lennon is to blame.
ABC is so objective and non partisan. Their sheepskins just fell off, people.
And they did this exploiting Giffords tragedy, like a pack of vultures.
Now, I have noticed other striking similarities between Loughner and decoy, Chapman;
Loughner’s web postings use the exact same font, or format, as what you see right now on this
website. My website. Namely, white letters on a dark backround. It could be a coincidence or
it could be an attempt to demonize me, after, if I am either killed or jailed someday
and the media point out our similarities.
My father was killed in a supicious planecrash in 1984 two weeks after Stephen King mailed
me what amounts to a threat letter and a warning letter. It’s his handwriting, so don’t think
I am being alarmist or irrational, here, with these warnings to all of you.
But, also, like Chapman, Loughner is demonizing controversial books that our government has
long been trying to ban; Catcher In the Rye, by Salinger, about adult phoniness, was the book
decoy; Chapman was reading.
I heard, that Loughner had been reading Animal Farm about big brother taking us over.
Now, admit it, people. That’s a scary coincidence, isn’t it? Our government doesn’t want you to
know what phonies you really are and they don’t want you to know about how big brother
operates.
“They”, meaning also, even especially, the republicans, don’t want you to have guns.
I have to wonder, IF Hinckley was a smokescreen hoax to erase Chapmans trial, did our govern-
ment fear one as independent and intelligent as Jodie Foster and did they demonize her as they
distracted us away from Chapman’s skipped trial with the disturbed son of one of Bush’s
long time friends, Hinckley’s father?
Don’t laugh; Bethesda Hospital, a military hospital, is the witness that Reagan was really
shot. They are the same hospital that “lost” J.F.K.’s brains in 1963. Reagan and Brady man-
aged to change the subject regarding Chapman AND hurt gun rights, simultainiously.
It has occured to me, lately, that the real reason our police have been killing so many
citizens with guns is to scare us off of guns.
Every time the police say; “I thought he had a gun.” as their excuse to terrorize us all.
There are Timothy McVeah parallels, too; Both he and Loughner were, briefly, in the military.
Both men, supposedly, resented intrusive, growing, government yet McVeah took all the heat off
of our government, who had just torched the David Koresh clan in Texas, and put it on the backs of
all militia, anti- government kooks. How convenient. I’m not convinced that McVeah was really killed
on the gurney and that the instruments weren’t manipulated to flatline to fool the watching
public. I’m not convinced. I know too much else about all of you and our world.
Like the Lennon murder, this attack was also an attack on our second amendment rights
as handguns were put in a monstrous light, again. I believe that that right is the only
reason America hasn’t been conquered, outright, already. Again, Moscow looms suspect.
Loughner, (notice how his name even sounds like LONER?) gave the public what the
people who killed Lennon want the most; a re brainwash campaign that Chapman, too, was
a crazy person, just like Loughner. Loughner is helping our government brainwash you, all over
again, with the Chapman lie. If this shooting was not some random act then this aspect of the
crime is where conspiracy motive would apply; to brand, in all your minds, that Chapman was
a loner, too, a crazy person you could do nothing about. To discredit me, Steve Lightfoot.
That congresswomen Giffords has a very pretty face and might be a force someday in politics
would be the second reason for motive. Any conspiracy would address both issues.
If this shooting WAS a conspiracy/coverup then the three motives were (1) To kill congress-
women Giffords; (2) To demonize our right to own guns with large clips; and (3) To buy time
with the Lennon murder coverup by brainwashing the public, all over again, with the Chapman lie.
Meanwhile, it was all of you, for letting the government paint you with the Chapman mythology
in the first place, that may have motivated the killer, if, indeed, he acted alone. That lie should
have been shattered in 1981 when Chapman’s 60 day evaluation period lapsed into 70 days.
If you and I were better Americans we would all have stormed the lying media for truth.
At least I’m doing that, now. Will you help?
It was our collective evil that allowed the Mark Chapman myth to be used on us when Lennon
was killed. We are to blame if this WAS just a whacko who copied Chapman’s blueprint.
It never made sense, then, when we were told a “fan” shot John. It made more sense that
Nixon had John killed after his efforts to deport him failed, but we all dodged that angle.
By allowing our media to peddle the lone nut theory, then, without a public trial to make
sure, it was you and I who set this tragedy up, if, indeed Loughner was a lone nut. I, for
one, am not yet convinced that he was. Our own governments LIE may have inspired this act.
What will happen to Loughner? I’m surprised that Chapman hasn’t staged his death or suicide,
yet. Will Loughner get swept out of the news for a year and a half and plead guilty behind
closed doors, days before his trial, to also avoid the public strutiny of a trial?
I somehow doubt it. Don’t you?
And yet you all allowed just that to happen with Mark (Decoy) Chapman.
Looks like Loughner isn’t the only sicko in America. You ARE the kind of people who would
allow Loughner to skip a trial and make a deal out of public view after over a year of mass
media silence. You already have with Chapman. That’s what you’re made of, sadly.
The media would have us believe that Loughner NEVER HEARD OF Sarah Palin’s crosshairs
map with Giffords office on it.
They would have us believe that Loughner NEVER SAW Giffords speech that addressed it.
I’m not buying it. Are you?
Until I have more to point out about this shooting know that your lying media is already
using it to cover up John Lennon’s murder.

P.S.
Rush Limbaugh has exposed himself, in one of those unexpurgated verbal spasms of his. I’ll
bet he’s been reading this page. I’ve been on his show a few times and he is aware of who
I am. And so, this gun grabbing, first amendment bashing, lying, blowhard just spoke these
telling words, today, Jan. 18, ’11;

” … If you’ll just keep guns as far away from liberals as possible and restrict their
free speech we can get rid of almost 90 % of all violence and 100 % of all the lies that
are being told…”

I think Rush is afraid of my truth telling, yep.

(To be continued…)

‘NOWHERE MAN’, PLEASE LISTEN

I actually do feel a little sorry for perjurers; Oakland Commissioner Culver and Berkeley
police officer Dinkins as they fell all over themselves depriving me of a fair trial this
last May 09 – My brother’s birthday – over a citation alleging I turned right from the
center lane issued last July 11, 2011 in Berkeley.

(For those of you unfamiliar with my plight the government, from Obama and Panetta on down
to corrupt bay area officials, are trying to pull my licence and/or set me up for a fatal
traffic “accident” after falsely painting me as a reckless driver with false tickets, first.
Already I was almost killed in 2007 in such a potentially fatal accident.)

I have hard evidence that can prove Commissioner Culver lied to me several times three months
ago when he promised I could; conduct trial by phone – even gave me a private number that he
then refused to answer, after – ; that he would render a decision about my motion to dismiss
due to lack of a speedy trial within 3 to 30 days – he never ruled on it that I know of -; that
he needed to sidestep my right to a speedy trial to revue the record but couldn’t do so before
the February 14 trial date that, technically, was 46, not 45 days from arraignment and grounds
for automatic dismissal, then; that he would dismiss my case if, indeed, the officer took
over four months to turn the ticket over to the court – he did.
I taped the court proceedings before and now and he has left himself wide open for perjury.
I may just pursue bringing him before the bar to pull his credentials.
I could feel the frustration in him as he tried to swat away my rights to; cross examine the
lying officer, to deny even my testimony to contradict the officer and, most glaringly,
my several motions that he promised to revue between February 9 and May 9. He did not.
When I opened by addressing my motion to disqualify him and he admitted to receiving it
he cut me off from addressing any of the motions he promised he would have ruled on by now.
When officer Dinkins took the stand his sergeant and another Berkeley officer were there
to “study our officers testimony.” I would find out later. He had, no doubt, read my motion
claiming he was looking down at his handlebars or gloves the entire time and he lied on the
stand when I asked him if he was preoccupied with something on his handlebars or gloves.
His lie was that; “(He) doesn’t recall looking down” and that he “was observing traffic both
north and south.”
He wasn’t. He was looking away from everything but his handlebars or gloves, which he was
adjusting for almost eight seconds, until the last second when I was already completing my
maneuver. He accidentally admitted that it was a horn he heard that made him look up.
I tried to testify that a woman was waving me in front of her so I could turn right but
that the officer wasn’t looking. I even said that I lingered a few extra seconds, first,
waiting for the officer to look up to see the woman waving me in front of her, but he did not.
I asked him to explain why his testimony was in contradiction to my observations. Culver
jumped in to say; “That’s no question. Next.”
When I asked Dinkins if he had ever discussed my case with any other member of law enforce-
ment he admitted he had, his sergeant. When I asked him what they had discussed Culver
jumped in and prohibited him from answering the question at all and cut my cross examination
off. Then he cut off my attempt to conduct testimony in my behalf! “Guilty. Court’s over.”
Even before trial my name was called and about several others and we were told that our
cases were dismissed. When I asked him if my name was on the list he shouted back; “No,
and it’s not going to be.” which I concluded meant that my trial was already a foregone
conclusion as far as Culver was concerned. I even broached that fact as an indicator of his
bias against me and the motion to disqualify him that he refused to even hear in trial.
Culver tried to ridicule my John Lennon murder evidence and any nexus between my activism and
this ticket. I laid it out as plain as day but being kidnapped and pistol whipped unconscious
by police and subjected to unprecedented court abuses – more than any other citizen in
California history – doesn’t seem to matter to him and his agenda. He wanted to punish me
for daring to cry “conspiracy”, for telling the apparent truth; that I’m being witch hunted.
I watched Dinkins as he swore the oath, before trial, and noticed that he was the only wit-
ness in the room with his hand half closed. as he did so, his head tilted down.
After trial I asked; “What are you two officers here for?” – two Berkeley officers who stayed
last to witness my case which was held for last – One said; “You think we’re here to watch
your case? We’re here to observe our officer.” That would be Dinkins who only had my case
to deal with. I said, matter of factly; “He lied on the stand. So what?” I found out this
was the sergeant who got my case and discussed it with Dinkins. Sergeant Pettenhauer, I think.
That the state would bring a small crowd of officers just to watch me at trial for two
hours seems to substantiate my claims that the state has a vested interest in my case
that goes beyond what a normal citizen would expect.
This mistrial is also a slap against the black man who wants to keep down the great white hero,
me, from breaking his story. All agents in this kangaroo court were black.
Look at San Francisco, which has an even worse record regarding abuses against me. Appar-
ently the homosexual crowd doesn’t want me, a heterosexual, to bring home the story, either.
Controversial notions and I’m broaching them.
Do blacks resent the emergence of another white hero looming on the horizon, generally?
I’d say “Yes”, to a degree. I’ve witnessed it before in Berkeley when blacks, particularly,
seemed to enjoy my misery, as if my rise would keep their whole race low on the totem pole
of humanity in their minds eye. “Oh, great! Another hero and he’s not black.”
That’s my honest opinion and I’ve been a witness to the phenomenon of racism, generally,
and not just having to do with blacks. I think we are all suspicious of anyone not like our-
selves and some are more beyond that prejudice than others.
What about the homosexuals ganging up on me in San Francisco court? Well, I think it has
more to do with shame than racism. I think that their lifestyle is, perhaps, farther away from
the virtue required to care whether or not our government arranged for horror writer; Step-
hen King to assassinate John Lennon. I think they have their own secrets they are more con-
cerned about. They don’t have the problem of worrying about what kind of world they are
going to leave their children that they can’t have to begin with. What’s your lame ex-
cuse, you heterosexuals?
There, I’ve broached a couple of hot button issues in two fell swoops. Who else can you
trust, brainwashed American public?
I am the one who will tell you that humanity is as phony as can be. Insane, cowardly, boot-
licking and jealous of anyone who dares to ask humanity to try harder and be better than
they currently are. I am a witness for 30 years, now, and I do know you and my guitar
gently weeps.
Yes, Oakland traffic commissioner Culver is a perjurer and I have evidence to prove it.
Certainly to prove that he resorted to lies and subterfuge and deliberately deceived me.
I have it all on tape – I will make copies.
As for perjurer; Berkeley police officer Dinkins, my word against his. But he lied. I am reason-
ably sure that he and sergeant Pettenbauer reviewed by motions alleging he wasn’t paying
attention and looking down at his gloves and decided to lie on the stand and say otherwise.
I wasn’t allowed to probe the officer with that line of questioning under Culver, though.
Too much Oakland/Berkeley/Sacramento/D.C. conspiracy to kill Steve Lightfoot might leak out.
That my conviction was such a big deal that three officers took two hours off to watch it
just shows the level of the state’s treachery.
Culver is respected, I think, for his money generating style of confiscating money that
the courts might not really deserve.
I am appealing this mistrial and, unless Camala Harris, on down to Jerry Brown are all just
as evil, I should prevail.
I did notice one anomaly in preparing for my trial; a motion for continuance dated Jan. 11,
that I don’t think I actually filed – I’ll have to check all my files to double check -but, if that is
true, then Commissioner Culver might interpret that I lied in court three months earlier in
saying I never gave up my right to a speedy trial. If that is the case then he, no doubt,
just decided to convict me, regardless, even before any trial had begun, over that issue.
It shouldn’t matter, regardless, as my argument was that it took over four months from the
date I was cited to the date the court received the ticket from the delinquent officer.
I never argued otherwise and said that that delay, by itself, was grounds for dismissal.
It had nothing to do with my arguments before Culver which were over my appearance Dec.
30, 2011 or Jan. 5, 2012 – I’ll have to check – with Commissioner Carter who falsely alleged,
in the minutes report, that I had given up my right to a speedy trial when I most certainly
did not. In fact, that was central to my motion to disqualify Carter and Culver would have
to have known that; that Carter lied about that. What DID happen was this; Carter, after I
moved to dismiss due to lack of a speedy trial, asked me if I wanted to give up my right to a
speedy trial. I was stunned and speechless for a few seconds in disbelief when Carter
jumped in to set a date preserving my right to a speedy trial. I said nothing.
In fact, to prove I’m right, I was set a date within what would have been my 45 day requir-
ment except that President’s Day would stretch that out to 46 days and exceed my right.
This is what happened; Carter lied to reflect that I gave up my right to a speedy trial,
when I had not, and then issued a date one day too late for the requirements to give me
one due to President’s Day. That he tried to set the date for 45 days suggests he knew
that I had NOT given up my right to a a speedy trial. Culver would have to have known
all about all of this as he reviewed my motion to disqualify Carter over it. He must have
thought my claim was valid as Carter was disqualified.
Much of all this mess was over Carter’s refusal to rule on my motion for weeks before he
then took a vacation landing my case before Culver on a days notice, allegedly, according
to this pack of black robed liars.
Now, Culver would have us believe that, because Carter lied in the minutes report that I
gave up my speedy trial rights, that he can say I did when he knows that was a lie that
Carter was successfully disqualified over. And Culver knows that a 45 day calender repre-
sents that I did NOT give up that right.
I’m convinced Culver used a lie of a minutes report to sabotage my trial and that his actions
had nothing to do with any motion for a continuance I may or may not have filed after the fact.
Furthermore, I doubt I ever did send such a motion for continuance, but if I did it would not
have affected my argument about the courts error of delay before arraignment.
All this hero bashing jealousy was hard to absorb, especially by a black judge and officer.
The truth is all of you are jealous of me or anyone who would dare bring forward such a
batch of hard evidence in such a great matter as John Lennon’s murder. You have to know that
about yourselves before we can help each other. All of you, suffering like cowards under
a Mark Chapman lie, rotting as a culture in the satanic soup that is your lives.
It’s the reason many Americans dismiss me as a nut or belittle me; because they, themselves,
know they are a lying coward, a hypocrite and a phony, just like their parents before them.
I am a reminder of that fact and they hate themselves and, so, want to blame me, the hero.
Look at Oakland; Jerry Brown’s failure of a city. His mayorship did nothing to right that
homocidal ship of criminals. From what I’ve seen the criminals have to sell drugs just
to afford the way the courts rip them off of all their money for traffic fines. It’s
no wonder that a city whose judicial officials are lawbreakers, themselves, finds itself one
of America’s worst cities.
‘Nowhere man’ “..can you see me at all?” to quote John Lennon?

See my other chapters below, please.
(To be continued…)

Come Together Over John

Government codes in the bold print of major magazines that hint out loud what Nixon and
Reagan were doing to Lennon; The killer’s alleged name and letter to the editor weeks before
the crime where Chapman explains that Reagan is moving him, armed, into a hostile square;
The killer’s face and true identity, the man getting Lennon’s autograph, printed months be-
fore the murder. Look! It’s Stephen King! Not Chapman! Even his novels draw from his act
of murdering John Lennon, even some of the titles of his novels; – King took “The Stand”
on the “Night Shift” and put Lennon in “The Dead Zone”;”The Shining” of King’s gun was the
last thing John saw; Nixon, Reagan and King – “Salem’s Lot” – were hunting John, the ‘witch’. –
etc.. Anyone who saw “Christine” knows that Buddy Holly, Elvis, Jim Morrison and John Ba-
lushi look-alikes all died as did the car that kept playing rock and roll. King even writes
about “the fellow who killed John Lennon..” in a few of his books, literally, word for word.
Salem’s Lot is about a boy named ‘Mark’, who proves the best equipped to handle the relent-
less nightmare of Salem’s Lot, The Dead Zone is about ‘Johnny’ and one man’s attempt to kill
a rising politician before he changes the world after first getting his autograph, etc. etc.
Many of his themes revolve around King’s fear of serving life for murder; “Shawshank Re-
demption” “The Green Mile” etc,. etc..
When I first discovered his matching face I didn’t even know WHO Stephen King WAS! I just
knew that the headline below his face; “One great big ‘Zippo’ lighter.” exactly decribed
the scene of the crime; a man in a raincoat with a snubnose pistol blazing fire into the
night. When I found his face advertised in Newsweek; ” Perils of pyrokinesis. ( Translation;
” Perils of fire and movement “) well, you can’t all be utterly dense.
(I stood two inches away from King in Bangor, Maine in 1992 and all he could stutter to me
was; “T-t-take c-care. I w-w-w-ant you to t-take care.” as if he was trying to apologize
to me for what he did to John Lennon.)
And what is Nixon’s book; The Real War, doing in photos released the day of the murder next
to Reagan, a book that details why people like John Lennon must be assassinated? Why the
ominous headlines; “Who’s In?””Who’s Out?” and “Fitting together the pieces of a complicated
jigsaw puzzle.” accompanying the photo in Time? Reagan was just elected weeks earlier.
In all this time King has never denied my claims, not once. Just “No comment.”.
Even as we speak, Newsweek, one of the three magazines implicated, is SELLING! On top of
all this, nobody ever even saw a trial, whatsoever, for the alleged killer of John Lennon!!!
Only an adult could dismiss evidence like this! According to all this you were all lied
to and hoaxed. Your own government killed John Lennon to keep you all from getting too smart.
It’s the same reason the government killed Jesus – to maintain the same power structure.
That’s right, people. Chapman WAS in the police station, waiting, while King shot Lennon.
The very involved N.Y.P.D. put a coat over King’s head while escorting him to the station.
The switch was made inside and King flew back to Maine and Chapman played patsy with his
rehearsed, government scripted confession. In fact, the next day, King wrote a newspaper art-
cle about it titled; “I Read The News Today, Oh Boy.” in the Bangor Daily News. Really.
Everything we were spoonfed was a lie, a calculated, intricate, Orwellian, even monstrous
hoax, infiltrated in behind the solving of the over hyped tv series “Who Shot J.R.?” just two
weeks earlier on Thanksgiving. By the time “Tell it like it is” Howard Cosell brainwashed all
of you, en mass, on Monday Night Football you were all catatonic and on your backs in
Central Park wondering how you could all be so stupid that Lennon would also have to die.
All of you are living in a real nightmare. I am the ‘King’ of horror NON-fiction, in fact.

John Lennon tried to warn us that he would be killed; “Come Together” for example.
We failed ourselves, our children, John Lennon, every future important artist and God.
There was no trial ever seen or asked for by anyone. So much for trusting Yoko and the media.
So much for being able to trust ourselves to even notice that or admit to that – ‘US’, exposed.
Is it any wonder the masses are now overworked and tragically afraid of their own shadows?
As the messenger of this unprecedented expose I can attest to your collective insanity about
admitting and dealing with the truth. You should all see yourselves as I do; utterly blind and
helpless in your ingrained, familiar patterns of fear, denial and deceit. (Sorry, people.)
To show all of you just how sophisticated and devious the media was, then, do you all re-
call that the killer was reading “The Catcher In The Rye” as he sat waiting for the police?
That book is about adult phoniness. We have always been phony about assassinations – let-
ting every coverup stick, without challenge, for example. – John was cast as the phony for not
eschewing ‘possessions’. The media flipped reality upside down so we could blame our phoni-
ness on John while we swallowed the massive Chapman horsepill. Pretty diabolic, actually.
In fact, only adults say things like; “Looks like Roy Orbison” or “fat Elvis” when I show King
getting Lennon’s autograph. They often laugh my evidence away just to feel good and not have
to face the facts. Kids, however, literally, shriek in horror and can admit what their eyes see.
I know, better than anyone, how phony adults really are. It’s a phenominon. In reality I am a
hero to expose my findings but adults actually resent me for being one. I know just what John
meant when he wrote; “Nowhere man can you see me at all?” Even my own mother and siblings
are phony and blind and weak and unable to handle the truth. Strange; When I first made
my discovery they could admit that I was really onto something. Only after I actually went
public did they all turn coat, later. A lot like the way every Beatle and Lennon fan forgot to try
Mark (DECOY) Chapman. Stop being so phony, people. You’re abusing your children, lately.
In the world we all live in only a superstar/hero like John Lennon can help you defend yourselves
from the media/military/industrial complex that controls you all like a rancher controls cattle.
No heroes of consequence equals a stagnant and unauthentic society. I’ve seen the huge
changes in our college campuses, lately. I suppose castration is the only word to describe the
state of our union, there. Lennon’s assassination desTROYED all society. Now we have become
good, silent Soviets, admit it or not.
Even the post Soviets admit that it was The Beatles who destroyed their system, ultimately.
John Lennon was a man of consequence. For any of you to be fence sitting is absurd.
I have been busy, lately, tending to my own personal problems and things that I’ve neglect-
ed and I come back to you fresh and better than before. Let’s crack this egg and maybe even
cause a little revolution, for a change. I know you can do it. All you need is to love
yourselves. It’s easy, everybody. Just connect and focus on our one ace in the hole; this
lucky, awesome evidence find against our govt. and their author/murderer; Stephen King.
On the face, it all seems too preposterous to BE true at all. But it IS true. What a
complete farce all our lives must really be for this incontrovertable evidence to exist?
It’s only scary just how sophisticated the govt. really is, and just how wicked.
When I first discovered who Stephen King was, after I pegged him as the autograph hound,
I had to credit Nixon for going so far over our heads with the outrageousness of it all.
Sheer human denial would refuse to comprehend it. What a brilliant tactical angle.
Who would believe any of it, now?
If you continue to laugh away the facts or the importance of the facts, may God help you
all. (Now that the Gulf of Mexico is ‘BP’;’Beyond Pollution’, maybe you SHOULD grow up.)
I suggest massing at media outlets, courthouses, public squares, with placards that express
your outrage and indignation until the facts are generated via the world media. You cannot
trust a media that timed their Chapman lie during Monday Night Football to brainwash you
all at once with Howard Cosell, like it was sport, and then distracted you with Hinckley while
the media just skipped a trial for Chapman during the same time frame. You’re no match.
The media’s job is to control all of you. Period. They hypnotize you all with sports, sex, vio-
lence, greed and murder and lots of happy, smiley people to sugarcoat the whole experience.
Have any of you wondered why stories about real love are never shown to you on tv? That
would be counterproductive to the media’s campaign to desensitize all of you. Really.
True love stories are as rare as hens teeth. Violence and Stephen King keep you afraid, though.
When the Beatles movie “Yellow Submarine” came out it was about “The Blue Meanies” (the
police state) vs. “Love”. John knew that love is what all of you really needed, even then.
Apparently the govt. knew John was onto something. Why do you think they traded ‘Peace,
Love and Understanding’ for horror, murder and fear if not to keep you in control with fear?
Nothing happens until you people start to happen. The media is not your friend. It is nothing
more or less than big brother and the military tweaking your brains unless you stand up to them.
Sadly, the very people who are still trying to rationalize away and justify the killing of Jesus,
namely, the media Jews, are in charge of the U.S. media and, I think, Lennon’s murder.
You have to start sounding less like old maids and lonely hearts dithering away on
talk radio and, instead, seque into my website address and sneak THAT in! Etc. etc..
You will have to use a phony name, dial *67 before you call to block your number, tell
the screener a fib about what you think he wants you to say and then SNEAK my website
address in once you’re on. It’s the most bang for your buck if you want to help me.
Realize what has power. My expose has more power than anything else on earth, politically.
No wonder the jealous mass media wants to shoot me down. I am the lucky finder of facts.
I’m the one the govt. fears the most if my expose breaks, now. They know I will pick up
where Lennon left off and doom their plots to enslave you. Women shouldn’t ‘have’ to work.
That they have to, lately, is the result of politics more than economic necessity. To
think that they tricked you all with the slogan; “Women’s liberation.” More like slavery.
John Lennon, according to McCartney, called his murder; “The Event” as if he knew he would
be killed and that the govt. would get caught and that that would change the world.

P.P.S. I’ve been hearing from others that my appearance at the Sarasota City Council meeting
last spring is making the rounds on television. Of course I made a fool of myself, just to insure
that my website would get some air time, but you should all know that that’s all it was.
It worked; my website got aired and King moved out of his Sarasota home months later.
If I appeared unhinged or over the top, well, yes, it appeared so. I wondered, myself, after,
what was ‘THAT’ all about? I don’t usually come across like that.
Now the media is trying to marginalize me with it. It’s about all they’ve got.
The question is are you viewers going to block out my website and ignore what’s important?

The other media scandal on me is all false; While holding a huge sign outside a Stephen King
book signing in Santa Cruz, Ca. that read;

STEPHEN KING
IS A MURDERER;
IT’S TRUE OR
HE’D SUE

I was arrested on national t.v. and branded a stalker of Stephen King. I was released a
few days later and no charges were filed. It was a publicity trap to brand me in a false
light and give the public an excuse to be irresponsible. Like every public arrest or police
event ever staged against me it was really an effort to scare you, the citizen, from help-
ing me. Not so much to scare me.. I believe most of you would rather let a murderer molest
your children with horror than help expose what the government did to John Lennon. In fact,
everybody has already proved me right on that. You see how scared you all are?
In reality, I can prove that KING was stalking Lennon, hours before he shot him, getting John
Lennon’s last autograph.
Now, don’t you all feel brainwashed? The media told you that the whistleblower is the
villain and that John Lennon’s real, actual murderer is the good guy.
See why you can’t trust the media, people?
One more thing; I heard from a Santa Cruz resident that I was sued for slander or something
like that. Not true. King can’t afford to sue me. I already beat his lawyers in Bangor, all
by myself, when he tried to bring a protection from harassment injunction against me.

Now, May 11,’10 Newsweek is up for sale. Could it be I am to blame for exposing their role
in documenting the government codes that led to my discovery?
I would say that both the internet and myself are equally to blame for Newsweeks fall and
the huge decline in print news, generally. My expose exposed their betrayal of us all.

Now that the gulf of Mexico has been poisoned by big oil am I the only one who can see that
a mile long 21 inch diameter ‘snorkel’, or pipe, needs to be assembled and pushed onto the
ruptured pipe below so that the oil can be collected on ships until the permanent fix is
achieved? The six inch pipe is a far cry from what is needed. It will take a small submarine
to push it on. Also; every platform should have floatation devices attached below where the
pipe meets the platform(such as airtight barrels) so that the pipe can be sheared clear if
the platform is about to sink. In the next emergency the platform would sink while the
top of the pipe would stay put and remain so with GPS and propellers and anchors until
the fix was made. The top would be able to connect to waiting ships to catch the oil.
One other fix; the falling platform would have to be steered away from the pipe with motors.
Am I the only one who sees this solution? Pretty common sense, I think. How long could it
take, one week?
Looks like the whole planet is, indeed, insane.
It’s as if God is punishing us for turning a blind eye to John Lennon murder evidence.
It’s much worse than ‘9-11’. Halliburton and BP have managed to outdo our enemies in
terms of disaster. Thousands of humans could die, billions of sea creatures will die and billions
will be poisoned, fatally or not. Way to go, silent America! Your Lennon coverup – how is
that working out for you? Will a great depression follow? Better help me, fast.
It’s the ‘something’ that’s been broken in all of you all this time, to begin with; our
collective failure to even notice or care that Lennon’s killer was never even tried.
You will all have to unite and bring me forward and out of danger before I can begin to try
to save you, if that’s even possible.

P.S. Please visit my site about KGO Newstalk. They are up to their old ways, again.
You should know that the San Francisco bay area has been under their brainwashing thumb
for so long that the people seem too limp wristed to care about Lennon’s murder, now.
KGO is owned by the C.I.A.. That’s right, reader. They are owned by the C.I.A.. So is
their sister station in the same building; KSFO. Jack Swanson, the manager, Ray Taliofaro,
a host, and Barbara Simpson, another host, have all admitted this fact over the air. Don’t
take my word for it, though. I found out when Mark Lane, author of ‘Plausible Denial’, gave
out the docket number that proves it, live, over the air, when their host tried to erode his
credibility one night. It’s a fact, people. In fact, most high profile stations are, as well.
KGO doesn’t even use grid electricity but, instead, oil for their power. They are as
entrenched a government bad guy as you could think. Their job is to keep the bay area limp
wristed about my expose. So much of their staff and management is Jewish they should call
themselves KJEWO. Not your all American group.
Lately they have been requiring callers to divulge their number to get on the radio. All
because of me. Now, one screener, Jay Westerling, their least employed screener, by the way,
is rigging their line to play me a personal message whenever I call from my cell phone;

“Hello, and welcome to the mental health hotline. If you are obsessive compulsive press 1,
repeatedly. If you are co-dependent ask someone to press 2 for you. If you have multiple
personalities press 3,4,5 and 6. If you are paranoid we know what you are and what you want.
Stay on the line and we’ll trace your call. If you are delusional press 7 and your call will be
transfered to the mother ship. If you are schizophrenic listen carefully and a
small voice will tell you which number to press. If you are depressive it doesn’t matter
which number you press. No one will answer you. If you are dislexic press 69,69,69,69. If
you have a nervous disorder please figit with the hash key until the beep. After the beep
please wait for the beep. If you have short term memory loss please try your call
again, later. If you have low self esteem hang up. All our operators are too busy to talk
to you. Please leave your message after the tone. When done, hang up and press the # key”

This is the kind of jealous, weak response I would expect from their producer;
Very anti human race, very anti social and absolutely evil in its anti-intellectualism.
This message is the voice of Jay Westerling, if I’m not mistaken. I refer to him as Jay Under-
ling. This drives him mad, apparently. I told him, years ago, that he would never be a
host for KGO as you have to be C.I.A. and less milktoasty and peculiar than he is.
I was right. He’s not a host and his hours, appropriately, have been cut, drastically.
I think he only works the weekend night shift for the likes of Bill Wattenburg, another ‘agent’
who pretends to deride the “fat cat bureaucrats” which he, essentially, is, himself.
Poor KGO. Now I have all this foolishness on tape to play for the world, someday, after the
world HAS to admit that King killed Lennon and I’m in the position to tell all.

This is your biggest talk show station, bay area. Grow ‘a pair’ and ‘dare to care’, people.
We have a historic murder expose to uncover. Sneak my website onto talk radio when-
ever you can, to compensate for my pay phone, only, calls to them from now on?
It’s us versus the media, people. You can’t trust C.I.A. owned KGO or any other station.
The Beatles were media wise-they almost never went on tv or radio- and George even wrote
a song titled; “The Devil’s Radio”
When will all of YOU get media wise?

Final note; Paul Mccartney (came and went) to San Francisco this summer. He did nothing to
avenge the death of his friend and help me come forward.
On April first, 1990, during the instrumental of “Fool On The Hill”, and one year after I asked
his brother, Michael, to tell Paul that I need some help, and before thousands in the U.C. Berk-
eley football stadium, Paul yelled out; “Yeah, STEEEEEEVE!! That’s RIGHT! I don’t know what
YOU think, Berkeley, but I want you to know that we LIKE it and we NEED you, as a PEOPLE,
to GET to the promised land…”
I have it all on tape or I’ll give anyone of you $1,000.00 if I don’t.
Too little, anyway, frankly. It didn’t work. John would have stopped the show and laid it
out as plain as day and would have made all the newspapers with his effort.
The point is; don’t expect Paul to care enough about you to stick his neck out for truth
and justice in our lifetimes. That feckless attempt was not worthy of a man as great as
John Lennon.

It’s the real job of superstars, anyway; to override the machine with their visibility,
clout and importance. Otherwise superstars aren’t, really, important at all. It’s the ulti-
mate job of an artist; to use their prominence to change the world. It is, literally, the
‘fruit of free speech’.

(Paul, between you, me and my readers; are you emotionally whole? Your lyrics; “I said
something wrong, now I long for yesterday” allegedly had something to do with your
flippant remark, after your mother’s death; “What will we do without her money?”
Did you marry Heather because you, too, are crippled, only inside, and shared that incom-
pletess? Do you always play “Live and Let Die” at your concerts to bury John? Are you just
about being a show off and a narcisist? The Beatles were a lot about that, you know. Does
the fact that you were raised poor make money the all consuming God and truth and justice
just don’t rank high on your list of priorities?
I’d like to know why you haven’t done more to help me. I counted on your support before I
began my dangerous mission and was let down, even with that plug you offered at Berkeley.
I don’t mean to sound ungrateful but I’m getting old so long as this world and you are
acting like tongue tied cowards. It’s not fair to me or the waiting world, not to mention John.
I did notice you waving the applause down following your New York City concert following
“Live and Let Die” as if the audience was being wrongheaded. Why not stop the show and
explain W-H-Y the audience is wrong to applaud that message? Tina Turner’s songs; “We
Don’t Need Another Hero” and “What’s love but a second hand emotion..” are also wrong-
headed messages. Yours is not alone, but didn’t you write that song of yours just to have
one of your songs represent the title of a movie after only John’s songs were used in The
Beatles movies except for Ringo’s “Yellow Submarine”? Was that it? Were you tricked by that
industry? It’s a terrible message, you know. Why continue to play it at concerts in light
of John’s murder and coverup? Is it the thrill you get when the smoke cannons blast off?
Instead, why not stop some show and plug my website address, at least, so people will take
me seriously? Better yet, announce to the crowd that “..That guy with the van and the
Lennonmurdertruth website has been right, all along, people. I need you all to start
picketing your local news stations for full disclosure. Power to the people is what John
would have wanted. ” Or something along those lines. Put my website on the screen!!!!
You are the superstar that everyone is watching, you are on the stage, you have the mic-
rophone and the audience. Even if the mic gets cut, as happened once in the 80’s, you
can always hold a press conference, after, and get the word out that way.
The public already knows that you were the sillier one. It’s time you did your part.
Wouldn’t you rather be remembered for being the second biggest hero in this historic,
world changing expose; “The Event” as John called it?
You have my e-mail if you want to bring me on stage to plug this, myself;
lennonmurdertruth@Yahoo.com
Let me know, get me in and I’ll be glad to do it. If not, won’t you please help me, if
you can?)

I fear that the world order Bilteberger crowd may soon start a war with Iran via their agent
provacateur; Israel, very soon, if this story is delayed any longer. If it starts you can
be assured that you will all be lied to about what’s really going on. Please hurry, people.
Oh, and by the way, Lennon was murdered just a few months before Israel took out Saddam
Hussein’s nuclear facility and John wasn’t around to protest in case a war broke out after.
Another new note; Afghanistan has a motherload of lithium, gold, and other precious materials
totalling in the trillions of dollars. So now you know why we’re really over there. All that
blood is on your hands unless you all stop what you’re doing and stop that war.
The young people of the 60’s had their spine until the govt. killed all their heroes. Look
at all of you, now; no heroes and no guts.
Unless Russia or China or some other country starts to invade Afghanistan we should shut
down shop there and get the hell out. Otherwise we, as a people, are evil pirates and
murderers with no moral authority to lead the world in the first place. We can’t complain that
these countries aren’t modern, like us, and also take what is theirs so that they can’t be-
come developed, like us. Otherwise we are all hypocrites and doomed for failure.

Talk about timing; A week after I wrote all of the above and also what I wrote in my chapter;
‘Fed Up With This Oil Mess’ where I explain, for example, that Richard Nixon had John Ken-
nedy killed and that big oil is the man behind the curtain of our lives, that big oil may have
ordered Nixon TO kill J.F.K.; A week after I wrote all that, I awoke to the tail end of KGO’s
Ray Taliofaro interview with Russell Baker, author of “Family Of Secrets” about the Bush
family. In the first place, Ray Taliofaro doesn’t usually do interviews and I was not surprised
that this controversial author was interviewed only after most listeners were already fast
asleep – from 1:00 am to 3:00 am. – Mickey Luckoff, their president, likely swatted down Mr.
Bakers’s request for the Ronn Owen show from 9:00 am to noon.
Here is what Mr. Baker said in his closing minutes; “The J.F.K. murder and evidence that we
weren’t privy to, is the real reason Nixon was forced to resign; Big Oil may have been behind
that; That big oil and other corporations really run our world and even kill presidents who
don’t go along with them; That politicians are controlled by these powers, not vice,versa;
That the mass media is utterly inadequate to inform us about all this treachery and that we,
the people, had better start talking about all this amongst ourselves and begin to pay
closer attention if we are ever to change things….”
I paraphrased, of course, but he did make all those points and more, points just like I made
a week earlier.
What did Ray Taliofaro do right after the interview? Here’s what he did, reader.;
He told us all to, in so many words, ; “Focus, not on all that is wrong in our world, but to, in-
stead, find a way to step around all that and find happiness in our lives with things as they are.”
I’m not kidding. The remaining two hours of his show had people calling trying to explain how
they got past a sadness in their lives, dying relatives, sick friends, etc.. and how they
blocked out all the bad and focused on just the remaining good in their lives.
I do know that Taliofaro’s philosophy of stepping around what’s wrong in our world, just
because it is sad, is weak and pathetic and does not make for strong or robust societies.
In fact, his philosophy perpetuates what is wrong in our world and our lives and, whether
he or any of you are willing to admit or not, when societies fail to grapple with what is wrong
in the world the world gets progressively worse, even impinging on our ability to BE happy,
in the first place. The world and the people in it get, in a word, ‘GUTLESS’.
The only good news in that Monday morning show is that I learned that all of you are not
sick and weak and phony all by yourselves, but that a villainous media has helped to make you
that way.
The bad news is that the media has defanged you and slipped you a limp wristed psyche.

I do take suggestions. I also need your support. I might even offer a percentage
of my future income if anyone can help me break this story wide open.
Hey, get your heads out of the crapper, people. Stop licking the boot that kicked you.
My e-mail address is; lennonmurdertruth@Yahoo.com

America, you’re upside down;

Welcome to my Footnotes and new developments page. There is where I offer
my opinions about this expose and the world that wants to keep it covered up.
There are many chapters here that you can access by scrolling to the bot-
tom where they are listed in gold headlines. Just click and you’re there.
This, my current topic, upside down America, is motivated by a meanness I now
see in my fellow man, especially where this monster expose is concerned.
Almost to the point of masochism and child abuse is the average persons posture
towards dealing with this truth.
“Leave us alone…John’s dead…save the whale…get a job…who cares.” etc..
But it’s more than just that. There is a new and ugly meanness out there in
my fellow Americans and it is a blind, self destructive trait that I think you
should all be more aware of.
Of course, as the messenger of this expose, the man who has tried for twenty
years to make all of you care, I speak from a position unique in our society.
I am the exception, the unplanned for gadfly you aren’t accustomed to. I
shouldn’t have the courage to be in the way of your sin and ignorance and
your lust for money and possessions on your great merry go round of farce but
here I am anyway, defying your collective murder and coverup, daring you to
respect yourselves enough to avenge your fallen hero, John Lennon.
You are called INFIDELS and GREAT SATAN by a vast segment of the world and
many of you dismiss the claim outright and regard the notion as absurd.
Listen to me people of America. Any country that cannot send Stephen King to
jail for killing John Lennon with the hard evidence I have presented, no mat-
ter how ludicrous sounding it may be at first, IS VERY satanic indeed.
Many of you young readers did NOT backstab John Lennon by turning a blind
eye while his killer escaped trial and many of you weren’t born when John died
and you are in a better position to hear these words than some of your guilt
ridden parents and adults who DID do JUST that. If I use words like “You”
collectively or “You” instead of “We” I hope you are not offended. I used to be
an irresponsible, mind controlled, hero killing sinner but I have changed.
Lately this messenger is suffering the wrath of a public gone bad and I must
speak out to defend myself and reform all of you before you kill me like John.
Let’s begin with your allowing Chapman to skip a public trial altogether.
You allowed a 60 day psychiatric evaluation to turn into a year and a half of
silence and you let the media get away with calling John “The Anti-Christ”…
and a phony right off the bat. And you began licking icecream to sooth the
shame, your blinders firmly affixed.
When Chapman was allowed to plead guilty, behind closed doors, without a peep
of media or public access, a year and a half later, only I had the gumption,
the guts, the pride and courage and self respect to challenge the coverup.
I turned to the library to find out what happened to Chapman initially. I
wasn’t looking for C.I.A. crypto codes in the headlines of Time, Newsweek and
U.S. News and World Report magazines, far from it. I was looking for the mur-
der reports to establish a trail for Chapman to explain how he skipped trial.
For a detailed description of all I found please refer to About Author section
of the web site where I take you through the discovery process as I experienced
it. For now understand that I discovered government codes in the bold print
headlines in these three magazines that plug into the subject of John Lennon’s,
then upcoming, murder as well as the obvious intent of the articles they are at-
tached to;”Johnny Comes Marching Home…Kiss, Kiss, Bang, Bang, Ouch, Ouch!…
The Job Richard Nixon Really Wanted; Blasting the Opposition…The Real John
Lennon…The Real Richard Nixon..” etc.
I discovered Nixon’s book; The Real War, sitting up front next to just elected
Ronald Reagan in Time and Newsweek issues that were released the day of the
murder and that it describes why people like John Lennon, who he tried to deport
once, must be assassinated.
The accompanying codes read; “Who’s In? Who’s Out?…Fitting together the
pieces of a complicated jigsaw puzzle…” and;” Head-hunting…”
I also discovered, in these obviously C.I.A. affiliated magazines, Mark David
Chapman attached to a letter to the editor that was printed three weeks before
the murder where Chapman explains that he is;”…armed,,,waiting to be moved
into a hostile square…by the giant hand of Ronald Reagan.”
I also discovered the killers face and true identity in print three and two
months before the murder:”Stephen King; ‘One great big Zippo lighter'” and ” Step-
hen King; ‘Perils of pyrokinesis.'”
Pyrokinesis means fire and movement and One great big Zippo lighter is what King
looks like three months later when he pulls the trigger at night five times.
In these related book reviews about his then current book “Firestarter” his face
is shown. It so happens that his face exactly matches the one of the man we
all saw getting John’s autograph just hours before he shot him.
Mark David Chapman does NOT match this photo.
I also discovered that King writes all about the murder in his books about “John-
ny…The Catcher In The Rye…Nixon, the old witch-hunter himself…shooting
a man in the back and even;”The fellow who killed John Lennon.” in three books!
I learned that Chapman is the son of a millionair oil executive with Amoco
in Decater, Georgia and that the only evidence of him in jail is what Time
owned People magazine says.
I have confronted King for six months in his home town of Bangor, Maine, even
stood inches away from him once, even defeated his lawyer in court when he
tried to stop me and King has NEVER denied my accusations, not once.
I have been endorsed by McCartney, live, at the Berkeley 1990 concert and have
played the tape, for proof, to college campus crowds. I have also shown the
public Bush Sr.’s remarks; “You know, nobody likes ‘Who Shot John’ but..” during
the 1992 presidential debate in Richmond, Virginia in the New York Times tran-
script about how my expose was rocking his ratings in Maine then.
And, yet, some would rather cling to that cowardly, phony government lie about
how “some nut did it, skipped trial, but is locked up somewhere, he was caught
on the spot, no conspiracy.”
I discovered all that and more, much, much more.
Am I the only one evolved enough to care?
Moreover, I find myself under attack from my fellow Americans for ratting out the
government in all its evil incarnation.
Though our country is now run by the son of the former head of the C.I.A.
while Russia is being run by the former head of the K.G.B., though our right wing is
enacting all these Orwellian measures like accessing private computers and curbing
what is broadcast on tv and radio, the Patriot Acts I and II, even talk lately
about only members of a militia having a real right to bear arms, with our
economy in the crapper, Rockefeller and big oil charging twice what we paid for
gas a dozon years ago, and terrorism and hatred of America at an all time high
all we can do is persecute and torture the one man with the one story we really
DO need to get ourselves right side up again.
Suddenly, now that I have a potent website with the goods to back up my claims
for all their kids to see, my so called fellow American is trying to stop me
via the workplace bumping me from jobs I deserve.
This is a very bad sign of the times, reminiscent of the “Good Germans” who didn’t
talk about the smoke in the air and what was really going on all around them.
Since no crowd ever carried me on their shoulders before the tv stations to
help me come forward, they are now hoping I never get the chance to pull down
the worlds pants and tell this story.
That is really a shame. YOU are going to get Bush Jr. AGAIN! unless you help
me come forward before October 2004. I’ll stake my reputation on it. I think
Kerry is running to lose, like his party often does. You’re being ambushed.
When the town of Herman, Maine kicked Stephen King out of their town because
they didn’t like his writings in the 70’s they were right side up.
Now they celebrate his financial success and embrace him as a cash cow. This,
now that they KNOW he murdered John Lennon.
On December 08, 1980, when every decent American wanted to take a bazooka to
John Lennon’s murderer, you people were right side up.
Now, you’re upside down, America.
Get well or get Bush. “Get” my expose or get Bush.
70% of America hates Bush. I’m the only way you’re going to defeat him.
Break this story or you will get a fascist country like you have now.
Break this story and the rest of the world might respect you again.
Fortunately, in your case, you at least had the class to visit this site.
There may be hope for you, but only if you act. You must become an activist.

THE IRAQ SEX TORTURE PHOTOS;

This disgusting chapter of the unholy war on Iraq is the kind of thing pundits
get excited about. I’ve watched all the right wing radio spinsters try to
dance around this issue reading from their government scripts. Rush Lamebaugh
now says that we should pay the families of the victims millions of dollars in
compensation. Other hosts say it is war and all is fair etc..
I’ve waited for their gyrations to reveal their hand to say what I have known
all along; that this controversy was PLANNED by our psychological warfare people
to make Iraqi’s more like Americans.
That’s right. Iraqi’s are a chaste people, their women hide their bodies and sex
is a private matter. Iraqi’s women are subserviant to men.
And so when I saw the naked pyramid and heard about the sex acts performed
by our men and women in front of them and the sex acts forced upon them I knew
that our government was trying to break the Iraqi’s spirit via defiling their
most closely held values via behavior that is the antithesis of all that Iraqi’s
hold dear.
“So, you like your women fully clothed and subserviant? Well how about a woman
holding one of your men by a leash around his naked neck?!”
“So, you think our sexual values are the values of the great satan? Well
how about you swim around in our cesspool of perversion on camera for a while
and all you other Iraqi’s take a good look at you fallen brothers to rub the
humiliation in?”
“Look at all your holier than U.S. fellow Iraqi’s defiling everything you be-
lieve in for the world to see.”
That’s is what is going on here America. Our governmnent trying to make Iraqi’s
more like us by bending them in the extreme opposite position from where they are.
We Americans LIKE sex, nudity, promiscuity, hedonism and women paying taxes.
You should too. Try it, you might like it.
Anyone who doubts my analysis hasn’t given the matter sufficient thought. But
then the average American can be expected to think after working his average 52
hours per week for the taxman.
All these images were designed to be broadcast to the world to humiliate
Iraqi’s and roll them around in our brand of morality to get them to “lighten up”.
That is the first thing going on here. The other part of the story is that our
government has been doing the same thing to all of us, all along, to debase US!
They do this, methodically, through use of the media and movie industry.
Just look at the hispanic tv shows; Sex, money, violence, materialism, melo-
drama. Our media is trying to debase the hispanic culture the same way here.
Think of all the murders and acts of violence all of us have been subjected
to in our warped lives. Think of all the sex scenes that debase sex and
relationships that have been shoved in our faces all our lives.
Is it any wonder 52% of marriages fail in America? (Geeze! maybe there is even
a relationship with our 52 hr. work week and our 52% divorce rate.)

Tit For Anticipated Tat;
The beheading of an American in retaliation for the sex torture matter was
probably anticipated and welcomed by the people running this war. Warfare
101; bait the enemy into conflict. Create and maintain conflict.
The ultimate aim here, as I’ve said all along, is to kill Israel’s enemies.
Our government is not afraid that the Muslims will take over America
and convert us all. Our government is afraid that materialism and capital-
ism will wane in the wake of mans natural progress and enlightenment.
Mid Eastern thinking is a threat to our governments plan of complete con-
trol over the lives of all mankind. It offers an alternative to media mind control.
Our government wants to maintain and escalate violence for the purpose of
killing Arabs and a simpler way of life.
The Mid Eastern way of thought is correct in saying we are fallen from grace
in the West.
I believe,sooner or later most Americans will give up wealth and furious work
for a simpler, more sane way of living. There is no truth to our governments line;
“We must kill these fanatical Islamists or they will kill us all someday.”
Our government wants to maintain your 52 hours of work per week pace to get
rich at your expense. Any alternative lifestyle that might make us free from
this SLAVERY scares big brother.
In turn they are trying to scare you with the big lie.
Instead of letting the military controlled mass media whip us into a frenzy or
let John Kerry lose on purpose to keep the powers that be in power (They don’t
leave the result to chance) or letting a new president continue more of the
same propaganda and imperialism and mistake upon mistake and lie upon lie….
instead of all that, use this Lennon expose and all it’s hard, concrete evi-
dence against Bush for his fathers role. Then Bush Jr. is toast.
Bush Sr. was head of the C.I.A. when the plans to kill John Lennon were made.
If you readers can’t appreciate the power of unleashing this expose it’s partly
because you are a victim of the vile U.S., jewish controlled mass media that has
been molesting you and abusing you and convincing you that this truth is
not relevent or important and is ridiculous if you even believe it.
Quite the opposite is true. This is THE biggest news on the planet. If you
unleash it you will have more power than any generation in the worlds history.
You will absolutely crush dynasties and evil conspiracies everywhere, you will,
literally, change the world and the course of human events. If you unleash
this one expose you will raise the worlds I.Q. and boy do we need that.
The truth shall set you free. But there can be no truth without this expose.
The whole truth must be told or truth is meaningless. This is the biggest
truth in modern time. It will rule the world someday. Will you reap its bounty
or leave that to another generation?
Will you suffocate it with your jealousy and fear and human evil? You sure are
paying for your 20 years of silence lately. AREN”T YOU?! Yes you all certainly
ARE.
I can’t make you wise or brave, that’s up to you. Stopping this war and the gas
price ripoffs and all the fear and lies and hate is just a few demonstrations
away. You know the young people of the 60’s had a good thing going doing that.
Maybe it’s your turn to take a stand and stop being such loathsome cowards.
You’ll have to do much more than read this site. You must picket the media.
Thank you for listening- Steve Lightfoot

STEPHEN KING IS A MURDERER!

Stephen King is a murderer. He shot John Lennon in the back, like the coward
he is, and stole a musical/political genius from all of you. He ruined your world,
deliberately, and now you are living in the nightmare he has created for you. Now,
until you put him in jail where he belongs, all of of you are, really, just his cowards.
Decoy, Chapman was in the police station while King shot John and the police switched
them behind the scenes. Chapman is acting.
Nixon and Reagan facilitated this nightmare murder/assassination as well as Yoko
Ono (though there is little proof of her role, unlike the government codes in
Time and Newsweek and U.S. News that nail King, Nixon and Reagan).
King won’t deny it, never has and is too smart to enrage the public that al-
ready knows he is guilty by lying to you now. He’d rather get killed by a van
than admit what he did. He has confided to his friend who used to own that
now closed bookstore, Stu, I think, that; “He (King) is afraid of getting fried.”
Yes, the government probably did try to run down King in 1999 to shut my story up
and we all know how quickly the driver who failed was found dead at 41, after.
I believe the multiple sources from Maine who told me that King was convicted of
having sex with a 15 year old in 1992 in Belfast, Maine and the other reports
that he spent money to have sex with other minors, male and female, then.
King won’t dare sue me either because that would cast media attention on my hard,
incontrovetible evidence against him and that would mean life in prison.
Have you noticed how many of King’s books dwell on life in prison: The Green
Mile. Shawshank Redemption, etc.?
The closest King ever came to denying my claim that he killed John Lennon was
in 1994 in Santa Cruz, Ca. when a girl asked him if he killed John Lennon. He
said; “No,….(dramatic, long pause)…comment.” Just couldn’t say “No.”
Now my website; www.lennonmurdertruth.com places him at the scene getting Len-
non’s last autograph (not look-alike Chapman) and in Time and Newsweek issues
released a few months earlier. One and the same. Chapman’s not even close. Not
very bright of him to leave his mug at the scene as well as magazines months
before the murder. A child can see it’s him. Now, people of America, people of New
York, who never even put Chapman on trial in the first place, find a spine and
expose him. Or are you King’s sick cowards? Many of you are, you know. “Sympathy
for the devil.” You can still get well, people.
I believe that most of you are just temporarilly sick and weak and media controlled and
that once you get informed you WILL JAIL KING’S SICK ASS and punish him for
what he did to you and the future and the world.
My stay here in Maine will forever etch in history whether you people are good
and strong enough to take a stand against evil or not. Whether you are good,
upright parents or bootlicking mush, child molesters. There’s no in between.
Look at the O.J. trial: A classic example of evil subduing the better senses of man.
Is Phil Specter guilty? Robert Blake? The people of America are getting steam-
rolled because they have been turned into media controlled, cowardly oatmeal.
Stephen King, besides calling all of you: “Blind, obsessive fools.” warns you,
also repeatedly,; “Beware the Jewish/communist plot against the U.S..”
ABC media is so Jewish and diabolical that you should pay attention. ABC’s the
worst but all the big networks are working you over with gun pointing, murder-
ous violence everywhere you turn. They are desensitizing you so that you will
be willing to kill Iraqi’s right now. Look at all your “Dateline”,”48 Hours” shows
showcasing Americans killing people and not much else, lately. Look at all your
“24 Hours”,”The Unit”,”The Agency”,”Miami CSI” shows and others all about “Big
Brother” going after the terrorists and rubbing your faces in murder.
Can’t you all see that the media is the government mind controlling you?
King was stalking Bruce Stringsteen in 1992; engaging in back stage parties, stage
rehearsals etc. until I got on New York’s biggest radio talk show and warned
Springsteen’s friends that King was likely planning to murder him, too.
What are the chances that the van “accident” and subsequent death of the driver
happened as you were told? I say only ten per cent. What are the chances that
King had the driver killed with or without help? I say 30 per cent.
What are the chances that the governmnent concocted a plan to kill King to stop
my expose and killed the driver after because he was a loose string? I say seventy
per cent, people. Think about it, now:
Six years after I spent six months in Bangor with my “van” with the slogan: “Stephen
King Shot John Lennon” King was mowed down down by a “van” with an unruly, large
Rotweiler dog distracting the driver. Can you people see the parallels to
“Cujo” and “Christine” the movie about a car who plays rock and roll that,
seemingly, can’t be killed? Can you see how the government wanted all of you
to say; “Jeeze! Remember that guy with the van from California, and now King
ends up getting killed by a van? I guess if King DID kill Lennon his karma
caught up with him and we can just let it go at that.” ?????!!!!! The government
is exactly that sophisticated and knows just which buttons of yours to push.
If you people want to LET the governmnet kill Stephen King then call me a whacko
and do nothing. They probably will. If you want to save his life then help
me expose and arrest him for John Lennon’s murder. He’s only buying your silence
with his money, baseball fields, etc.. He’s like the guy who, after he is arrest-
ed for murdering ten people, his neighbors all say; “But he was such a nice
man. I just can’t believe it.” King is a sociopath who shot Lennon to get back
at all of you for teasing him as a child and because he wanted to kill his father
for walking out on him when he was two.
King wishes you all WOULD expose him before he gets killed only he doesn’t have
the guts to say so. Meanwhile his latest book parallels his desire to move to
Florida (out of shame?) and he admits that he wishes he hadn’t survived his
“accident”. Just read the inside cover.
I want King to live, to tell us all what he knows about the government and the
Jewish/communist plot against the U.S.. I want to see Chapman arrested for his
role as decoy. I want to see what’s Yoko got to do with everything, too.
DON’T ALL OF YOU? You can’t just sit around like fools and get steamrolled any
more by our governments history of always killing your heroes. This expose
is your big break, America. I’m only here for a few months and you need to get
on board with me and grow ‘a pair.’ Otherwise you can all start singing
“…the land of the deceived and the not very brave.” at your ball games.
Did “Big Oil” kill Lennon to start a war with Iraq? Is $4.00 @ gallon gas a
plot to kill the middle class as new world order plans suggest?
Help me come forward before I get killed, please. I need your support, people.
If I were to write a song now my first verse would be;
“Live wire walking on a high wire. Poor life hanging by a thread,
Busting the government for John Lennon’s murder, Lucky I’m not already dead.”
I’d like to be your rock star someday and pick up where Lennon left off. Help me.
P.S. I just learned, from a Bangor resident, that King has legally changed his
primary residence from Maine to Florida. Now he can run from his murderer
status and play cards with O.J..
P.P.S.
Maine residents, get over your weak, polite, unAmerican position of protecting
King from my expose and find your moral compass. Though I may be in New York
for several weeks, I will return and hope to find that you’ve found a spine
to help me reel in this monster who murdered John Lennon.

See my other chapter below; “Beware Bob Grant et all”, “”Chapman is crap, man”
and “NYPD plot at Strawberry Fields?” to get the scoop on evil witch, Yoko Ono.

(Written years ago in my ‘Angry Young Man’ days. I’m less bitter, lately.)

MY CREDENTIALS AND BELIEFS;

Scroll a little further down, please. Welcome to my New developments page. Multiple chapters can be accessed by
scrolling to the bottom of each one where a listing of other chapters are.
Just click to the one of your choice.
This chapter intends to present myself, my credentials and my beliefs.
I have to laugh at how ridiculous all this bragging is bound to sound
but it must be said to wash all of the the media propaganda off of you.
One of the reasons John Lennon was able to change the world was because he
had proven himself to be a genius, certainly in music, singing and musicianship.
No one stood out more than he in our lifetime. It’s one reason he remains
the single most photographed human that ever lived. He was fascinating.
He had established credibility.
At the risk of sounding self important I must confess to all of you that,
while I am not the genius John was, I am not the whacko some think either.
In fact, looking over my shoulder and past, I can see many things about me that
ARE different, even outstanding.
Jonathan Swift once said; “You can always tell who the genius of the com-
munity is. He’s the one the townspeople ridicule the most.”
Both characterizations apply to me, frankly.
In fact anyone who says “The emperor is naked.”, as I am doing with my Lennon
expose, is implying that society is a fool.
Naturaly no one will want to believe him at first.
I have certainly been ridiculed these past two decades, although I know many
realize that I have always been absolutely correct and are just amazed at my
testicular fortitude, my balls, for going public with my facts.
For those of you who doubt the veracity of my allegations and evidence, here
are some of my credentials;
At 17 I became the first person ever to trisect an angle with just a compass
and straightedge. I was told, in 1971, that it had never been done before
by my geometry teacher Dick Nixon (Believe it or not.) the first day of class.
A month or so later, after I had learned the bare bones basics of geometry, I
decided to give it a try.
Every angle creates an arc and I tried to use an identical arc to trisect
it the way you do with a line and line segment. I noticed a bias; large,
medium and small. I next duplicated the proceedure going in the opposite
direction to reverse the bias. Now I had two pair of points, each with the
accompanying reverse bias. Since you can bisect an arc I bisected each pair
resulting in a perfect trisection. I basically butterflied the first pro-
ceedure to counter the bias and split the difference resulting in a perfect
trisection.
I went to my teachers home one night to show him and he tried it on obtuse and
acute angles and it worked every time. He told me I would be famous if I
could explain, via a theorum, why it worked.
Math related subjects bored me and it seemed to easy to get fame for it. As
simple as the concept used in reverse bias ply tires, it seemed to me.
Fifteen years later I heard radio broadcaster Paul Harvey trumpet this feat as
another man had done this. I listened as he explained that this man relied on
inverting an origional proceedure to balance the result and it sounded like what
I did over a decade earlier.
This was a world class achievement on my part, outfoxing the likes of Einstein,
Newton and countless others. I remain unimpressed, however.
Thinking outside the box is all. Beginners luck.
But a lot of other things I am proud of;
I went from being practically the only student who couldn’t read in first
grade to being a book ahead of the class months later, having learned to read
from Treasure Island with my fathers help; I aced my first ever test; I was
so knowledeable about dinosaurs in first grade that the eighth grade teacher
let me lecture her class; I received an A-/B+ average through eighth grade in
a private Catholic parochial school; I beat out the entire school once in the
speech contest (I used Patrick Henry’s “Give me liberty or give me death” speech.);
I built model airplanes and boats as well as seasoned adults and even practiced
falconry in my early and mid teens; I was well liked and popular, in spite of
all this, besides.
I loved sports, especially baseball, where I went three seasons without a single
strikeout (Summer league). When I took up golf I broke 90 my first try, shot
68 a year later and 64 six months after that.(Par 70 course.) and was voted most
dedicated by my high school team.
In high school I only got a B+ average (My parents prefered that over straight
A’s.) Throughout my first twelve years I was one of the best artists in my
school(s) (Perhaps my most conspicuous talent.)
I fell in love in high school and enjoyed a beautiful relationship with a lovely
Japanese/American girl; I achieved top 3% in the language section of the S.A.T.
and guesstimated my way to top 13% in the math section; My college I.Q. test
rated me at 165.
Much of this sounds Mickey Mouse, I’m sure, but I’m proud of all of it.
In college I majored in Journalism my first year (My essay was the first one
that the teacher read to the class.) and Advertising my second year (My ad
was picked by the class for our semester project.) My slogan was;”Time In A
Bottle.” for a wine company and made publication.
I was on the college golf team, only managing third man on the roster, and
my grades were slightly less than a B average.
While in college I became philosophically ambivalent about society and the
path I was on. I really wanted to be a professional golfer and I burned my
bridges towards that end, dropping out of school and taking odd jobs, mostly
as a cook, between tournements.
I almost made the U.S. Amateur roster my first try after being one under
through 31 holes at James River course in Virginia when I drew a large, unex-
pected crowd which threw me off my concentration. I went from third in a field
of 108 to eighth winning the playoff for the alternate spot.
I also tried out for the PGA Tour, three times, but placed as an also ran.
About that time I was going through a melodramatic relationship with a girl
who moved in with me while using a false name, past, everything. At one point
she had the Atlanta homocide and intelligence departments at my apartment
while I was playing in an event out of state.
She claimed a satan’s cult leader was trying to kill her for her threat-
ening to expose him. (Something to do with her sisters victimization.) I had
no idea what was really going on and I took everything with a grain of salt.
Ultimately this drama resulted in our breakup.
A year later I discovered her real name, past, etc. from a former boyfriend of
hers. The experience made me far less naive about life and people than most.
Just finding out this much taught me detective skills, that and a high school
project about Sherlock Holmes novels.
I can spot a lie faster than anyone I know and I confess to remarkable detect-
ive skills and instints. Absolutely uncanny.
And so when I heard that John Lennon had been shot I knew, instantly, that
the story about a lone drifter was hogwash and that only powerful people were
interested in killing him. Somehow the fact that Nixon tried to deport him for
three years during the early 70’s escaped me though.
Because I am so authentic and human and real I had trouble concentrating on
work after Chapman’s trial got skipped over by the media and courts. My first
suspicions were bearing out, that there was a coverup afoot, and I needed a
beach bum’s vacation. I sold my car, put my belongings in storage and took
off to San Diego to indulge myself in the rapture of Beatles music which I
listened to constantly via my Walkman while I pedalled the anger out of my
system, some 30 miles every day.
I knew that I would be killed someday if I made the pro tour. I wanted to be
the next John Lennon, only in golf spikes with a peace symbol on my visor.
I had a vested, personal reason to solve John’s murder besides our collective
benefit.
And so it was, one month after I saw the tiny clipping in the back of
the San Diego Union titled; “Lennon’s assassin pleads guilty; Sentenced 20
years to life”, that I knew John’s murder was being covered up.
Chapman was allowed to skip what should have been the trial of the century
and enter his plea behind closed doors because; “God told me to…”
This was in June of 1982, not ’81, as other authors suggest, a year and a half
after the crime of the century was put on media silence hold. I even had a
bumper sticker made that read; “U.S. Govt. Planned John Lennon’s Death!” and
attached it to my bike.
Several weeks later and following a powerful, bizarre dream, I found myself
involuntarily propelled, like a torpedo, into the Pacific Beach Public Library
to read the initial reports on Chapman’s road to justice.
(See About Author page for details of this historic revelation.) It was truly
like being used by Gods will, not mine. The evidence rained on me like a water-
fall, far more than luck could manage.
Finding this evidence, having the comprehension skills to grasp it all and
overcoming the urge to deny it and then to GO FORWARD with it to the mass
public is the single most significant thing I have ever done. When I translate
this expose into history making reality and the guilty are jailed and the
public is forced to change in the wake of the hugeness of the evil that was
uncovered, it will be the most significant thing anyone has done since Jesus
Christ, in my humble opinion.
Now I don’t say that lightly and I know many of you will think me a supreme
egotist but that is not the case. I have a better grasp of the promise of
this expose than anyone on earth, with the possible exception of the govern-
ment I am exposing.
To give you a glimmer of what I mean consider this;
Reagan would not have been elected president for a second term, Bush Sr. and
Bush Jr. would never have been president, Princess Dianna would still be alive
if this story broke when it should have in 1983. That’s just for beginners.
I don’t think it will result in BC/AD time deliniation and I don’t think it
is anywhere near as big as what Jesus did, but I know that nothing this big
has happened since. We’ll all see, I predict. “The Event”, in John’s words.
This was Paul McCartney’s first quote the day after John’s death. Paul was
asked for a comment and he said; “Well that was John’s thing, The Event, he
called it.” As if John had known he would be killed and that the government
would get caught and that that would trigger an event of revolutionary proportions.
John even wrote songs about his upcoming murder urging us to “Come together”
over him, “Don’t Let Me Down” and more blatant other songs.
In fact this story, according to Bush Sr., is responsible for his failed bid
for re-election in 1992. Go read the New York Times transcripts of the
Richmond, Va. debate where he says; “…But I am a president who is talking
the issues. You know, nobody likes “Who shot John” but I think governor Clin-
ton is the one mounting a negative campaign…”
He was refering to my magazine, then titled “Everybody’s Business; Who Shot
John Lennon?” that I was distributing in Kennebunkport, Maine and Bangor,
Maine at the time, resulting in a 20 point swing in one week in his popular-
ity ratings in Kennebunkport. He said it days earlier, in Florida, too.
You should know that I have stood two inches away from Stephen King once when
he stuttered to me; “T-take c-care. I w-want you to t-take care.” when I was
in downtown Bangor singing a song about him and Nixon and Reagan. I spent over
six months there in three different visits and, no, he has NEVER denied my
claims. In fact I once defeated his lawyer when he tried to pipe me down with a
protection from harassment injunction. I won.
While on the subject of famous endorsements you should know that Paul McCart-
ney endorsed me by my first name at the 1990 Berkeley concert. It was on
April Fools Day, during the instrumental of Fool On The Hill when he yel-
led out; “Yeah STEEEEEEVE! That’s RIGHT! I don’t know what YOU think Berkeley,
but I want you to know that we LIKE IT and we NEED you as a PEOPLE to GET to
the promised land…”
I have it on tape for proof. The story behind his remark began months
earlier when I met his brother Michael in San Francisco and asked him to ask
Paul for some help. I was THE most famous activist west of the Rockies then
and I hung out, almost exclusively, in Berkeley. He WAS refering to ME.
In 1994 I was falsely arrested by Santa Cruz police for suspicion of trespassing
for stepping into the bookshop King was appearing at. It was a pre-planned set-
up to put me on national tv in handcuffs and to brand me as a stalker,
which I am absolutely not. While I was stewing in jail Dan Rather, Tom
Brokaw, Peter Jennings and the entire national media was showing me being
pushed into a police car in handcuffs.
The bogus charge was dropped two days later but their ruse was accomplished.
Typical of the government lie, the truth was transposed, reversed, to make me
a stalker and King a hero. The exact opposite is the truth.
In fact, King was asked that day, by a girl,; “Did you kill John Lennon?”
King replied; “No (Dramatic pause) comment.”
He couldn’t leave it at “No.”
Some of my other credemtials include being the most persecuted non criminal
in California history, I believe. (See my Current Updates page for details
of all the terrorism I’ve endured over the years. And I still have much more
that I have yet to add.)
I have been kidnapped and beaten unconscious, I have had guns pointed in my
face three times. In fact my father may have been killed in a plane crash
just to scare me, following a threat letter I received from Stephen King.
The military controlled mass media and all of talk radio has tried to margin-
alize me as a whacko (The main reason I am forced to brag a little here.) and
anyone else would surely have either been killed, gone mad or committed a
crime by now to break the story.
In fact I have reason to believe that the government is going behind my back
to my employers to get me fired lately, trying to apply pressure on me to
either keep moving from town to town to prevent me from establishing strong
community ties or to drive me to the point of crime to survive.
I will frustrate them, not vice-versa.
Regarding my day job credentials I have had dozons of jobs, mostly in rest-
aurants, as a cook or manager or waiter. I have also done retail supermarket
work as a section manager, checker and stocker and even managed a small,
custom golf shop for over two years. In that position I achieved recognition
from the Business Review Board, beating out all the other golf shops in the
San Jose area of California.
Knowing that my future is tied up in the truth about John Lennon’s murder
makes it hard to want to climb the job ladder. My future will be huge
enough if I can just succeed at breaking this mega story.
You should know, if you’ve read my website, that I turned down Stephen King’s
veiled attempt to bribe me with “..anything (I want)…”. I’m sure he would
be willing to part with 30 million to shut me up. Not going to happen.
My father was a doctor and my mother was a housewife and I had planned on be-
coming an advertising copywriter or golf course architect or something that
paid well but I ended up with the biggest news story ever told in modern time
instead. I don’t mind being poor.
What I do mind is being single with no family of my own as I near my 50th
birthday. For decades my life has been so filled with real danger that I am
hesitant to let a woman into my life and the government crosshairs that come
with it. I don’t want to give the government a target to get to me with.
And so I say; Aren’t all of you Americans a little ashamed of putting me in that
postion after I have come to YOUR rescue? That includes my own family. Is
your record of apathy and indifference going to encourage others to save you
after I am dead and gone? Are you scaring off the next hero?
And yet I still have faith that you will all rise to the occasion soon.
I am still a very lucky guy.
Incidentally, I may have already saved Bruce Springsteen’s life in 1992 with a
phone call that was broadcast over WABC radio when I urged his friends to tell
him to get away from Stephen King, who he was hanging around with then.
WABC is this hemisphere’s biggest radio talk show venue out of New York City.
In fact Bruce and Stephen King WERE rehearsing on the same stage and sharing
company over cocktails and at concerts.
I expressed my concern that he was on the governments hit list and that
King might kill him the way he killed Lennon.
They have never been seen together since, to my knowledge.
Just a footnote before I get into the My Beliefs section of this chapter.
I am a very lucky guy and more than brains and talent explain my find.
When I was about twelve my father sat us kids down to teach us to play poker
for the first time. My very first poker hand ever dealt to me was a Royal
Flush. My usually unflappable father sat dumbfounded for about ten seconds
before he collected himself to say; “Kids, this is what is called a Royal
Flush.” It was dealt after five shuffles and two cuts between five players,
my siblings and my father, right off the bat, my first ever poker hand.
A lot of other amazing things that could only be attributed to amazing luck
have occured throughout my life that I won’t go into right now. I am convinced,
however, in fate and God’s hand in my life.
I would like to say this though; When I was about 12 years old I decided to
sleep out in our backyard for a change. I was looking up at the stars when I
saw a monstrously huge meteorite streak directly over Healdsburg, Ca. heading
towards the Hawaiian Islands.
It was as large as Mount Shasta and nearly hit the earth. Its streak took up
one sixth of the visible sky and was going so fast it was all the way to Hawaii
in one second. If I had blinked I would have missed it. I had never heard of
a sighting like I saw. There is no way we would all still be here if it had
hit the earth. I have never seen anything so incredible or amazing in my life.
I KNOW of just how dangerous a situation we are all in. Perhaps, because I
know this about the power of outer space and our fragile place in it, I am
less inclined to be a silent, apathetic sinner than most. I believe the
best insurance is for us to behave. I believe that God has wrath.
I am convinced that a large asteroid took out the dinosaurs. Absolutely.

MY BELIEFS;
If I sounded a little too boastful up to now don’t blame me. I have lots of views
and opinions that may seem hard to swallow, beside the Lennon murder evidence
and what it proves. I want you to take it seriously as I believe I am correct.
The media has poisoned most of you to think I am a whacko “Theorist”.
That is not the case. I AM credible.
I have suffered for two decades figuring out all that I am about to tell you.
It is vital information and I had to let you know, up front, that either I am
a genius or society is a blind fool, or, perhaps, a little of both.
First and foremost I want to impress upon all of you that a government like
ours who would let horror writer Stephen King to kill the most beautiful
human on earth, John Lennon, is our ENEMY!!!
This is how you should KNOW that you can’t trust the Republicans or even
the Democrats or the media. This is how you should KNOW that you are in the
hands of people who want to destroy you. People who don’t believe in free-
dom, free speech, heroes or democracy. People who want to poison and
cripple all of you. People who think of all of you as Guinea Pigs in some sick
Orwellian experiment.
If you can’t comprehend this fact, denial is not a river in Egypt.
I believe that all of you have never yet learned the value of keeping your
heroes alive. It’s the one thing you don’t do that is the root cause of almost
all your misery and strife. Instead you make the government your hero,
your leader, and you wonder why most of you slave away over half of your
waking life working at a job you wouldn’t do if not for the money. You wonder
why your divorce rate is higher than your marriage success rate, why teen
suicide has tripled in the last two decades, why gangs and street violence are
creeping into your lives, why the environment and our bodies are becoming pol-
luted like never before and why it takes two, instead of one, paycheck to
make ends meet today.
You have never learned to keep your heroes alive and lead you.
We all killed J.F.K.,R.F.K.,M.L.K., John Lennon, etc.. with our BEHAVIOR.
I believe our working class misery takes some perverse enjoyment in kil-
ing those who are better than us.
The government uses your sado/masochism against you.
The government knows you won’t respond appropriately and they take over.
Nixon expressed his concern that the media elite might replace the politi-
cians someday. That is what should be happening, people.
Politics means; “More at police” according to Webster’s dictionary.
If you call yourselves proud Americans who believe in freedom then why do you
bow down to the barrel of the gun? Why can’t you practice what you preach?
I’m convinced that only I am brave where it counts. That only I am free in the
true sense of the word and that all of the rest of you are like the characters
in The Wizard of Oz; looking for courage, brains, a heart and a home. Still
marching down the yellow brick road (Money), getting sidetracked with drugs and
looking up to the City of Oz and the Wizard;(The government and the president)
to solve all your problems.
How do we know which heroes to follow? Is Michael Moore or Madonna trustworthy?
They both back Wesley Clark. If they had been more diligent they would know
that his past is linked with Nixon and Reagan and would know better than to
support him. They are naive, in my opinion, and should be given more time to
grow before we put our trust in their hands.
Believe me, I wholeheartedly embrace everything else I know about Michael
Moore and that he and Madonna have our best interest at heart. But it is the
rare celebrity, like John Lennon, that we are looking for. And why hasn’t
one come along since? Could it be they have been scared off by all of your
apathy and hypocracy and dismal record?
John Lennon was that one true hero who was not swayed by his cushy lifestyle.
He never sold out or lost his courage because he had all the trappings of
wealth and fame. His instincts were spot on. It was he who tagged Nixon as
“Tricky Dicky” He knew more than the collective wisdom of the entire human
race, in my opinion.
There is a reason his murder caused more suicides than any other in history.
We lost our most important citizen, the ONE who had the courage, wisdom and
fame to lead us away from Big Brother.
I believe that I represent as good a hope as you’ve got to turn things around.
As such I am the one the goverenment wants to kill most of all. If you think that
conceated observe McCartney, still hiding behind his family and wealth,
to chicken to take a stand for us. The same applies to everyone else I know.
It takes supreme courage, not conceit, to pick up where Lennon left off.
And now, some of my hard opinions about why America is NOT a democracy, is NOT
free, NOT brave or even dignified.
I believe that the Rockefeller family runs America more than the president and
Congress does. They own all the Chevron gas stations, Standard Oil and more.
Many of our biggest magazines, including the ones that carry my Lennon evidence
are printed in Rockefeller Plaza, New York.
There are other billionairs that own our politicians but none as powewrful
as the Rockefeller dynasty.
In fact he is so powerful you almost never see his name in print or in the
media. He owns it.
Even Al Gore was owned by a large oil company. I am convinced that
he lost to Bush on purpose in 2000.
I have met most of the last democratic candidates in the past two decades
and I know they are actors of the most dispicable deceit. Only the
Republicans are worse. We are a mess, people.
I believe that this war in the mid east is the work of these oil barons
that really run our country and military. I believe that 9-11 was enhanced
with demolition expolosives to absolutely bring those towers down to
sucker punch the public into supporting a war in the oil rich mid east.
I think the attack was known about well in advance and allowed to happen.
There is a reason we are not liked by most of the world today, including those
who used to worship us and everything we once stood for.
The point I’m making is that we have become phony, scared, weak fascists who
are too afraid to defend ourselves from the evil politicians who let Stephen
King murder John Lennon! That I can prove.
The killers face, alleged name and letter to the editor linking Reagan, all
found in print weeks before the murder and the coded cryptography in the
headlines and the writings of King and Nixon associated with those codes,
fails to move any of you into revolt or outrage. THAT is the outrage that
America and its people have become.
Ever since J.F.K. was killed we’ve become yellow bellied hypocrites.
What kind of message does that send? That we will turn coat, that we are
cowards who will run, that we are untrustworthy, ultimately. All phonies.
That makes us less safe from our enemies. All this flag waving since 9/11
is just so much sucking our thumbs using the flag as our security blanket.
America, right or wrong, is a cowardly gesture. If you were really free
and brave you would stand up to the Bush dynasty that probably LET 9/11 happen.
You would not allow one family to own the presidency and two governorships
simultaniously. You would not allow 2.8% of our poululation, the Jews, to
CONTROL 80% OF THE MEDIA. But we are phonies. But you are not truly
American in practice.
To be frank, people who tell their children that Chapman shot Lennon and that
he was arrested on the scene, tried and sentenced and jailed are too simple
minded, naive, and sinful to be good parents. Yes it sounds ludicrous, all that
I claim, especially that King pulled the trigger and is free to molest all
of you now, but it is clear and provable to anyone with an average I.Q..
I believe most of my detractors are cowardly, jealous sinners who know not
how foolish they are.
Can any of you afford to be ignorant, narrow minded boobs now that I have lifted
the veil, now that 20 years have passed without a single denial from King?
Don’t you think it cowardly to let the government try to mow King down
with a van and then kill the unsuccessful driver a year later? Don’t you
think it foolish to suck your thumbs and hide behind a huge, evil lie and
give the government a chance to cover this news up by killing me or King?
It should alarm all of you to know that at the height of my frustration with
the sinful public I prayed for an asteroid to take us out to spare us the
shame of living like slobs under evil.
Six hours after I prayed that, before a witness, the first plane hit the
World Trade Center Tower.
I made that prayer at midnight Sept. 11, 2001, Pacific time.
Do I have pull with the Almighty? It’s the only time I ever prayed that.
Do I just feel the worlds evil more?
I’ll bet most of you don’t know that Mohammed Atta and his parter, the two
leaders of the attack on 9/11, were in a hotel room in Portland, Maine, Step-
hen King’s birthplace, hours before the attack.
And now some other truths I want to uncover.
I believe that our presidential elections are rigged. I am convinced from my
in person meetings with most of the Democratic presidential candidates over the
past two decades that they have lost on purpose and not on accident.
Regarding this 2004 election you should know that Wesley Clark is closely tied
to the Nixon, Reagan wing of our government that has proven itself to be our
satanic enemy as the circumstances of John Lennon’s murder bear out.
Furthermore he is the “Military/ Industrial Complex” former general that Eisen-
hower warned us about. I think he is running to lose.
You should also know that John Kerry is a fellow member of The Skull and Bones
Society that president Bush and his father are members of. It is rumoured that
that Society partially runs America.
Regarding Howard Dean, I have heard that he is the Dean of the Dean/Witter
financial empire. Sounds too establishment for me. Maybe he is legit but
I don’t know.
Joseph Lieberman is a big supporter of Bush’s war in Iraq. He is a Jewish
mouthpiece for the state of Israel.
Gebhart has just dropped out but I consider him to be an obedient monkey for
the establishment as well.
John Edwards is almost too good looking to be trusted and I don’t think he
plans to defeat Bush if nominated. Perhaps he is legit but I don’t know.
The only candidate I trust to actually try to BEAT Bush, if nominated, is the
one the mass media has already marginalized with false poll statistics and de-
rogetory treatment; Dennis Kucinich.
The media has brainwashed all of you away from the one good man running.
I don’t embrace everything he stands for but most all of it.
I predict that Bush will be rigged into office this November because none of
the viable Democratic candidates want to really beat Bush, that they are
merely taking us for a ride,. That they are willing to lose on purpose.
Naturally I urge all of you readers to organize rally’s in front of media
stations to out my Lennon expose if you REALLY want to stop Bush.
If you don’t and Bush is elected, it was your fault for not trusting me.
I think that Bush and his party and the people who run him ARE EVIL and
want to destroy American freedom and the country I was raised in. That they
want you to be as obedient and as stupid as the people of the former Soviet
Union were and still are. That they put corporate Darwinism ahead of
everything America should stand for.
Did you know that Colin Powells son Michael in the president of the F.C.C.?
Did you know that Clear Channel Media, one of the biggest, won’t allow Lennon’s
song Imagine to be played on their radio stations?!
Did you know that 80% of our mass media is controlled by Jews, by Israel?!
It’s all true.
Did you know that the media knew, in advance, that they could brainwash all of you
to not even notice that Chapman would completely skip trial for what
he did?!
Do you people know that the same messenger the media has been branding as
a whacko/stalker is really an American hero with, perhaps, the biggest bomb-
shell news in modern time?
I believe and I can prove, not only that Nixon and Reagan and Stephen King
all murdered John Lennon in a political conspiracy, but also that Time, News-
week and U.S. News and World Report magazines are linked with our C.I.A.
and document coded messages via headlines in the issues surrounding Dec. 08,
1980 that plug into the Lennon assassination.
I believe and can also prove that the judges, wardens, prison guards and cast
of go betweens to paint the Chapman lie are liars and actors reading from script.
I believe and can prove that Chapman is a fraud too. That he did NOT kill
Lennnon and is just an actor working for big oil, apparently, considering his
father’s executive job with Amoco Oil.
I believe and can prove that the entire mass media IS a conspiracy and act as
one, operating under the pleasure of the government and the military. That
they mind control you more than you CAN know. That they do not wish
you health and well being but want to malign you instead.
The fact that I have been largely ignored for over twenty years, with my hard
evidence, by my fellow Americans is proof the media’s campaign to malign all of
you is working.
THAT SHOULD SCARE THE HELL OUT OF ALL OF YOU!!!!!!!!!! Not some hunch-
backed, geek, horror writer who belongs in jail for murder.
As I write this chapter Mel Gibson’s movie; The Passion is about to debut.
Here we are, two thousand plus years after killing Christ, not only letting the
evil government kill the smart guy and all the hope he promised
again, but we’re letting a horror writer get away with being the triggerman?
It’s enough to beg the question “Did Jesus die in vain?”
It’s almost as if the government has managed to rachet up its book of evil.
How can you people stand for this? How can you step aside and let the govern-
ment molest you like this? How can you turn your backs on John Lennon after
all the goodness and music he gave you?
How can you sit on your hands now, an election year, when so much is at
stake, when you could be breaking this, the biggest expose ever revealed in
modern time? An expose custom tailored for the baby boomer’s clout.
Must I break it all by myself? Is that even possible?
I think I need a self respecting U.S. public behind this message, picketing
media outlets.
What do all of you think??

DEC 8 RALLY 2014

As if you clowns care, and while America could use a hero like me to reform our police, and
for what it’s worth, I’ll be needing demonstrators at the intersection of Ingraham and Garnet
Ave. in Pacific Beach, California (Blocks from my discovery site in 1982) from noon until dark.
(Hey, keep reading. Rally date is over, but…)
That’s this Monday. Show up or lose out on the revolution that only breaking this story can
unleash. Will at least two dozon brave Americans please show up and support my crusade?
Don’t have signs? I have extras. Just please show up and don’t wait for a crowd to join.
Just be a leader, like me, and take action.
Pacific Beach is just north of San Diego some several miles and can be accessed by taking the
I-5 to the Garnet Ave. exit for a mile west, approximately, until you reach Ingraham Street.
Show up and we WILL change the world.

AFTERMATH: I showed up and displayed my huge signs; (Sign 1, side A:) LENNONMURDER-
TRUTH.COM; (Side B:) DUPED PUBLIC SAW NO TRIAL.
(Sign 2, side A:) AUTHOR, STEPHEN KING MURDERED JOHN LENNON;EVIDENCE PROVES
(Side B;) ABUSE YOUR CHILDREN WITH A MARK CHAPMAN LIE

Try flipping those two signs in various sequences and you know which community is now the
hippest, most progressively informed on earth. Too bad they have yet to find my courage and act.
Speaking of which; if the Berkeley protesters still raising a ruckus want to get results they’ll
HAVE TO put my website address on their billboards or find themselves ignored by the author-
ities who know Berkeley is just acting out and not really serious about world change.
Man up to avenging John Lennon, people, or eat crow.
Just days before the Fergussen grand jury announcement was made I was IN Berkeley, present-
int the signs already described. It was the only time in years I’ve been there doing that
since I moved to southern California.

My current four foot long bumper sticker reads;
UGLY PUBLIC PRO COVER-UP!
I may replace it, soon, with a new slogan;
DEMAND DISCLOSURE, DUMMIES!
If I want to make everybody squirm I might even put up; “WEAK, SILENT McCARTNEY”
or maybe; “YOU APATHETIC COWARDS” or; “CHAPMAN LIE = CHILD ABUSE” or; “HOW
DARE YOU NOT CARE” or;”DISCLOSE THIS OR GO HOME”
I’m still deciding. “UGLY PUBLIC PRO COVER-UP” says it all in the meantime.

When I started this expose I had no idea how stupid the mass consciousness was. I had no
idea that people wanted to protect their government over themselves. I’m still in shock.

I think it’s important for all of you to know that it is your own pure, human evil that wants
to lick the government boot that kicked you all in the ribs in the first place. It is your
own pure, human evil that wants to look away from the trousers behind the curtain.
Many of you reflexively dismiss me as a nut. Again, your own original sin at work.

FERGUSEN DEMONSTRATIONS;

It’s November 29, 2014 and the demonstrations, not riots, you’ll notice, in the Fergusun, Mis-
souri matter are showing public support for a cause. I say it’s the growing sense of danger
all Americans are sensing in living with America’s police today with all the cop on citizen
murders that never used to happen in such numbers ever before in our history.
Now, if they had as much enthusiasm for who killed John Lennon and banded behind me they’d
have a huge celebrity on their side to speak FOR them in a way that mattered and my celebrity
status would multiply their efforts a million fold. Of course they’d have to break my story,
first, or I’d never get the notoriety it takes to weild so much power. Who can deny how big
a celebrity anyone would be after jailing Stephen King for murdering John Lennon and pulling
down the temple of corrupt government on top of all their heads? He’d be a super-mouthpiece
kind of celebrity. And I think the cause is good and worth protesting over. But Fergusen
protesters need me as much as I need them to get real results. Otherwise they will all shoot
their wads, tire out and go home leaving behind a still Pentagon run national police force
that leans towards terrorism and fascism.
Think about that, protesters. Who you gonna call? McCowardly? No other celeb’s gonna help you.
Who will put ME on their shoulders so I can help all of you?
As for Bill Cosby.
It’s been the year of the comedian, 2014. All kinds of Robin Williams, Joan Rivers, and even
Tracy Morgan crazy stuff going on, all with comedians, this year. It’s almost like biblical
signs before something big happening. What could that be?
Stephen King has never denied my claims, ever. Not once. Nor will he. He knows that, indeed,
“EVERYBODY KNOWS WHAT HE DID!” If he or Bill Cosby were to deny what they are
being accused of then they would outrage an already outraged public.
Keep quiet, Bill. It’s been working for Stephen King.
As for the public. Don’t drive Bill Cosby to suicide as comedians are already living on the
humanitarian edge, anyway. He’s already said, on stage; “They (the women) were all jealous
of me but I set mySELF up! I’m a terrible person. ” as he buried his face in his hands.
We should all be ashamed that King isn’t in jail by now after all my activism and evidence.

Oh, I have a new bumper sticker slogan idea for my website van; SCREWING UP YOUR
COVER-UP!”
What do you all think?

My family taught me you’re all evil;

“You’re all evil as can be
Who taught me? My family.
They were first to see the facts
They were first to turn their backs.
Evil as can be
Evil as can be….”

I may finish that song someday and humble my sinful family with it over their jealous, boot-
licking posture regarding me and my activism. Lately my youngest brother, Michael, has been
avoiding my phone calls, apparently, to spite me over my severing of ties with my younger sister
who let me know in 2008 that I deserved to have her 6’6″ boyfriend sucker punch me in 1972
when I was loaded down with golf gear which resulted in a catastrophic tooth loss years later.
My mother has been shunning me for over a dozon years, besides. I’ll reserve my other younger
brother’s childhood mistake for later it’s so terrible.
I did scant little at all to deserve any of this.
They ALL OWE ME a huge apology for resenting my heroic expose and have until next week to
contact me or deal with full disclosure of their other sins as well, in public, right here.
Elvis Presley had a similar relationship with his siblings and his jealous Tupelo Mississippi
peers broke his nose, twice, before he escaped with his life. It’s a common sin in all of you;
throwing banana peels in front of any hero, but especially one who exposes the government
and refuses to lick its boots.
What’s wrong with my own flesh and blood is also wrong with all of you. A bumper sticker
that reads; “YOU APATHETIC U.S. A-HOLES” would be an accurate flat mirror for you all.
If they are too jealous and prideful to contact me then all of you will know just how sick
my own family is regarding my expose. For your benefit as well as theirs.
They have been notified of how to avoid disclosure.
Stay tuned, fellow sinners.

The purpose of this is to educate all of you as well as my own family to your wicked ways
and why all of you must arrest your ways now. If I am willing to strip my own family naked
to make a point I hope everyone concerned will shed their apathy and moral laziness and,
especially, their boot-licking fear of their government which means more to you than you
mean to yourselves.
If this resort does not impress upon all of you the weight of my sincerity then you are
all beyond reason and any words.

Getting primed for the expose to come, let me start by quoting John Lennon’s song ‘Mother’;

“Mother, you had me but I never had you
I wanted you, you didn’t want me…
Father, you left me but I never left you
I needed you, you didn’t need me…”

John was a ‘Saturday Night Special’ one conceived out of mere sparks in the night, an accident,
unplanned and coincidental. When he was given the chance to choose who he wanted to be with
he chose his mother only to be dumped on his aunt, promptly.
I think John wanted to be loved so much by someone that he reached out to all of us and
wrote songs to make us love him. That that was his motivating force.
I was, certainly, more loved by my parents, yet I was the nail in my father’s bachelor shoe
being first born. He was open about it, too, but was a good father, regardless. My mother
was, also, a loving, good mother, though I doubt I was her favorite or least favorite.
There was sibling rivalry among us four kids though I believe I was loving and kind as
I could be, usually. When I shone at reading while my younger brother didn’t I wished he
could be up to my speed, sincerely. I’d punch my brothers in the shoulder a lot, but in a
normal way. They are broader shouldered than me so they should thank me.
All of my brothers and me were a little innattentive to our sister, Laura, and she never
complained or let on. She suffered in silence while the boys did their boyish things without
her being included. That WAS a little thoughtless, I suppose. Thankfully she had a few girl-
friends up the block to be friends with. I suppose that that was the main thing I’d have
redone but we were all a victim of circumstances.
One day my best friend, feeling sorry for us one day, played a song by Jimmy Rogers (?)
‘Child Of Clay’ The lyrics went;

“Into this world he was sent by parents who were ignorant,
Deprived of love and rocked by fear, a feeling that the end is near
And the father thinking work comes first aint got the time to quench a thirst…”

and so on. And, yet, it all seemed hunky dory to me and I know I was loved by my parents.
They were born in the Depression and worshipped money to a fault and were stern disiplin-
arians who used the belt but I felt all was well. It was all I knew. I’m sure they did the
best they knew how. True love may not have been part of my parents lives but they did seem
to like each other. Not unlike a lot of married couples. I think my life was rela-
tively normal.

Of course, it was not.

Now, the questions that will linger after the following disrobing of my own family life ex-
perience are; Did my brothers try to murder me with a 22 caliber rifle from over 100 yards?
Yes, just grazing my right ear when I was in my mid teens.
Did my sister let her 6’6” boyfriend into my parents house to ambush and assault me resulting
in the loss of my molar years later and the demise of their relationship months later?
Yes. : Did my father, who died in a small ski lift airplane in 1984, attempt to kill our
whole family while flying his airplane near Lake Tahoe in the late 60’s? Maybe. Or maybe he
was trying to scare us.; Did my mother have anything to do with the deaths of my father,
her subsequent boyfriend, later, and her last husband, again, years after that? Doubtful, but
curious, nonetheless.; Was my minor physical deformity at birth, a smaller left calf and foot,
the result of bad prenatal care or bad luck? Was it possibly from an attempt to stop my birth?
Am I sounding ludicrous? Perhaps, but my family has a lot of curious facts that might not all
be coincidence. Certainly they persecuted me for being the smartest, most gifted member of
our family.
Now, while all of you catch your breath, let me preface the following expose with Gandhi’s
famous quote;
“Great spirits are always persecuted by mediocre minds.”
And, lest all of you readers try to distance yourselves from the hidiousness of it all, know
that you are ALL related to me and all of you are just as wicked when it comes to how people
who are gifted are mistreated. That there is a sicknes in all of mankind that wants to find
punishment for those who are better than the mass. That’s right, better than the mass.
As the only one of all of you asking questions about that murder of John Lennon that was
never even explained with so much as a public trial for his alleged killer I AM BETTER
than ALL of you. BETTER. a Better man. Period. I may not be better at a lot of other things
but I am a better man than the rest of you where it counts; human decency and wisdom. If
anyone is in a position to trump your collective wisdom and lead you it is me. I really do
know better.
If the rest of you were even good people then the landscape that is your past wouldn’t be so
strewn with the bodies of heroes you’ve martyred in the name of just being weak, silent slobs;
Jesus, the most beautiful of all, whipped to shreds and nailed to a cross, a spear run through
his heart. Gandhi, a bullet to his head, John Lennon, four bullets to his back.
If I were not the kind who calls all of you out for your mistreament of me I’d have been
killed by now. All over your mass jealousy and fear of men and women of real virtue.
I know that, as sick as my family life may have been, they are no sicker than all of you.
First, let me say that there is much more than just the highlights I’ve already alluded to.
I just had to get that out of the way before any of my family, Joanne Bartell in Hawaii, Laura
Beery of Fresno, California, Paul Lightfoot of Santa Rosa, California and Michael Lightfoot of
Carmichael, California try to kill me before I finish this scathing report to follow.
Am I doing it to punish them for the torture and disrespect they meted out to me? Not really.
Am I doing it to reform and cure them? Mostly. In fact, I am mostly doing it to exorcise all
of mankind so you can help me come forward like you all should have done decades ago.
I will begin by saying what was right and good about all of the above characters;
My father, Philip Lightfoot, was a great man who raised a true hero. His biggest disappointment
was the slovenly nature of all of you. As a doctor he saw all of you at your self destructive
worst and remarked to me as a child; “80 % of the people out in the real world are slobs!…
As long as you kids live under my roof…”
He shot it to us straight and saw past the bullshit the rest of you tell each other about
how wonderful you all are. You’re not. My fathers efforts were not small in how he helped
us kids see life as it really was. His frustration became mine. He did a good job of trying
to be a good father in spite of his reluctance to be a father to begin with. He was a good
provider and never hit my mother, though he argued for about two years with her when I was
less than six years old. He lived in shacks with no electricity in North Dakota while attending
medical school to make it in life and never complained. He had a lot of class and spirituality
and was a lover of humanity and the arts despite his disappointment with mankind. He was
so great in so many ways. He was human and full of faults but he was a magnificent example
of nobility and royalty too. I’m proud he was my dad. He was a philosopher who tried to
find humor in life and enjoy life.
My mother was a good mother. She was kind and tender and thoughtful and always there
when I must have sounded like a mosquito in her ear always asking questions about life. I can’t
say anything about my first three years of life that I don’t remember but I had a happy
childhood and can’t fault her very much at all for those years. I suppose she also helped
raise a hero and she formed my personality more than I used to give her credit for. Indeed,
she played as large a role in shaping me as my father did. After I discovered my Lennon
murder evidence calling things changed. We had a huge difference of opinion about that, but,
mostly, she was a fine mother and I’m proud of her, too.
Laura? As the one girl, she was left out of the boys goings on and that gang and she was
adorable and modest and uncomplaining and sweet in the midst of her being overlooked by
us boys, I guess. She was quiet, uncomplaining and I wished I was more aware then at what a gift
of a sister she really was. One tragic day while being included in the boys gang activity
we were surprised by two teens with a rifle who threatened to shoot us all, even telling each
other; “Go get the bow and arrow.” We were all not even four years old and ran, zig jagging,
down the hill for our terrified lives. She got her legs caught in the spokes of a friends
bicycle in the frenzy and carried the scars for years. That kind of put an end to joining
our reindeer games. It was nobody’s fault. It was just a tragic day that put a distance be-
tween the boys and her inclusion in our adventures. It was our first exposure to the dark side
of people, too. Shame on those bastard teenagers for that. Who were their parents? The ensuing
wedge between us boys and her inclusion in our lives first showed signs of resentment when
she asked to borrow my skateboard and left it out for the neighbors to steal years later.
That wasn’t her fault, either, though. Just human nature. Right up to an episode, many
years later with her boyfriend who rampaged against me she was a great sister who I loved
a lot.
My two brothers, Paul and Mike; There’s a lot to say. We were a pack of testosteroned out
siblings engaged in rivalry, for sure. I was the oldest and boldest and smartest and firstest
and surest and I was unaware of just how cock sure of myself I must have been, then, and how
that played against me in the battleground of sibling rivalry. I, perhaps, enjoyed my suc-
cesses too much for their liking and may have poisoned what could otherwise have been a better
relationship all around. Having said that they were fun to be around and we reveled in all
things that brothers could enjoy. They were a big part of my life and childhood, for sure.
We did a lot together; trained hawks, caught snakes, made plastic models, took hikes, enjoyed
the local river, hunted birds with our pellet guns, golf, etc.. Guy stuff. Paul was a little
slower than I in school – who wasn’t – and I hated to see how my dad would terrorize him
over homework to catch up. It really bothered me. I suppose the seeds of resentment against me
were born there but that wasn’t even his fault, either. I was a tough act to follow.
As is often the way with humans puberty and hormonal changes and becoming adults managed
to change things and whatever strains there were that might have existed became amplified.
I will stick to the area regarding how all of you and even my own family are loathe to
give a hero his due. I will get a little off into the weeds but will try to stay on subject.
Let’s begin with the beginning, my birth. I was born with the umbilical chord wrapped ar-
round my neck and my lower legs were one size different. It could have happened in a tumble
my mother claims happened while getting out of her boss’s car when she tumbled head over
heels or in a car accident as my brothers said she told them. That would be the good news.
If my birth wasn’t planned and measures were made to head that off then that would be bad.
I just don’t really know.
I believe I was still in my mother’s womb when my parents took a rubber raft trip down the
Colorado or Green River rapids, some of the largest rapids in America. That would at least
explain my adventurousness.
I noticed in photos of me before age three that I was happy except in photos where my sister
was also present. I was bawling and miserable, in fact, my sister and mother beaming and happy.
Was I just rudely awakened to the fact that I had to share my parents love with someone else
or were there other reasons I was night and day before and after Laura was born? I don’t know.
I was a trouble free baby who stopped bed wetting right away and was little trouble.
I took the top drawer in a dresser that served as our communal crib(s) and moved a lot
from state to state while my dad attended medical school, settling in northern California by
age four. Dad, Mom and four kids. Cloverdale to Healdsburg very quickly.
I was completely normal until my academic prowess caught the attention of my mentors who
let me know I was special, indeed. I was lecturing the eigth graders as a second grader about
dinosaurs, even offered a speaker’s platform. Though I seemed like the only kid who didn’t know
how to read my first day of first grade I was books ahead of the class in no time having learned to
read from ‘Treasure Island’ at my father’s knee.
I was also, absolutely, the best artist in the whole school, hiding my work with my hands
to avoid the gawks of the other classmates.
Learning that I was gifted from even high school superindentants perhaps gave me a big head
but I resented that fact. I missed being normal, a lot. I was happiest out of school catching
lizards, butterfly’s and just being a kid. I had an interest per year, it seemed. Indians,
snakes, W.W.II airplanes and ships. An intense interest, one at a time, my whole childhood.
A year before The Beatles hit the music scene I was riding around on my Sting Ray with a
portable radio glued to my head everywhere I went. I recall how one day nobody knew who they
were and the next day EVERYBODY knew they were about to play on the Ed Sullivan show.
It was absolutely electrifying! Right after the murder of John Kennedy, these four guys just
giving the world a whole new brand of something great and happy and hopeful, girls screaming
that anyone could be so good as a band. Screaming that any human was that amazing let
alone four, at once, all gelling so perfectly, the voices complimenting each other so well,
the greatness of John Lennon’s voice shining through, like a brand new friend, it was as
if God, himself, was putting on a show.
That was the night America got pulled up off the asphalt its face was on from Dallas.
Life was good, again! Wow!, Wow!!!, W-O-W-!!!!
Their music was origional with a nakedness and joy and thoughtfulness that so touched me at
times that I remember having to pull my bike over the first time I heard “If I Fell” because
I was crying too much to see where I was going. Really genius stuff.
Hearing all those origional songs for the very first time, then, was the gift of a lifetime.
I feel sorry for anyone who wasn’t alive then to catch it all fresh. They were my favorite
band, absolutely. Prior to them I remember noticing songs like “Catch A Falling Star”,
“Tom Dooley”, “Gloria”. “You Really Got Me” and Peter, Paul and Mary songs from my dad’s
album collection.
Simon and Garfunkel were the torch carriers of classy writing and melody before The Beatle’s
and The Beach Boys were amazing, too.
Perhaps the cleanest, free’est, most worryless time of my life was then. All was golden.
I recall seeing in my reflection a face for all peoples. I saw a celebrity in me, even then.
I will sound like I’m bragging a lot here but I’m not. I believe in fate and purpose and
luck. I remember noticing that I was the only person I knew who thumbed through Time
magazines back to front, reading just the headlines, and even recall asking myself “What’s
THAT all about, Steve?”
When my father taught us kids how to play poker for the very first time, after five shuffles and
two cuts, with four kids and my dad, I was dealt a royal flush right off the top, my very first,
ever hand dealt to me, no add ons. Right from the first deal. My dad had a moment of dis-
belief that caught him speechless and motionless for about ten seconds, wondering, no doubt,
“What on earth is my first born son up to and where do his fates lie?” I’ll always recall
his remark to us when he finally caught his breath to say; “Kids, this is what is known as
a royal flush.” I believe it was in clubs. Still, pretty ominous cards. It might have been
spades but I think clubs. They were black. I saw a pattern and asked my dad “What should I do?”
In contrast, my brother Paul was a little slow in his grasp of reading and math, compared to
me, and I recall my dad knocking him out of his chair helping with his homework one night.
It made me sick and made me feel more sorry for my dad than even Paul. How can anyone learn
anything under so much fear and punishment? It wasn’t right and I hated it. I also hated it
when bullies throwing rocks at us two actually hit Paul with one rock bringing me to tears.
I always had the first everything; bike, you name it. I was the oldest and my brothers got
used to getting my hand me downs.
Paul now claims that I once borrowed his bike and left it behind and kids dented it. It
doesn’t make sense as I had my own, but it’s possible. I don’t recall.
It wasn’t too long after that that my brother’s both set out to kill me with my dad’s Ithica
.22 rifle with scope. Paul and I went hunting and I took the .410 shotgun and he the .22.
We split up and, about an hour later, while sitting down and eating a banana, I felt something
graze my right ear. I heard it, too. I looked to my right and saw a single blade of straw rock-
ing back and forth and a small puff of dirt rise. While wondering if it was a bullet I then
heard the loud report a few seconds later. I quickly processed that Paul must have just tried
to kill me and, amazingly, just as quickly, forgot about it, entirely, for over a dozon years.
Denial is not just a river in Egypt. There’s proof, all you readers, how it works. Something
you don’t want to believe or wrap your mind around one just denies.
It wasn’t until my youngest brother, Mike, tried to cheat me regarding something in my dad’s
estate after his death that I suddenly recalled, fifteen years later, what my other brother
did with that rifle when I was about 15. I might have been 16 but I would already have been
dating my first girlfriend, then. One more reason to resent me? I don’t know.
Only this week did I learn that it was Michael, not Paul, who pulled the trigger then.
That means they would have both conspired to meet up, knowing I would be hunting that day.
What did I ever do to piss Michael off?! I have no idea. Sibling rivalry gone wild? Was
my light so bright that they felt small and jealous in its wake? I think that was it.
When I confronted Paul about it in the mid eighties thinking it was him he said something
about that bike I let get dented. Doesn’t add up. He never ratted Mike out, though.
I recall telling Mike about it just a few years ago and he said; “It was me.” He said it
twice. I thought he wasn’t making sense then. Now, just this last week, knowing that I would
be airing the family laundry because Michael was avoiding my phone calls for weeks, Paul
said; “Mike said it was him.” I believe it now.
So this airing of laundry helped flush out the truth. What a crazy truth that I never would
have figured out any other way.
So, you see, people? Aren’t my brothers a little bit like all of you? Jealous of the hero?
Cain vs Able? My only real crime was getting the lions share of good genes in our family.
Yes, I was a little tyrannical and gloating and bossy at times, thanks to my dads dishing
out the same to us all but, mostly, it wasn’t about that as much as my bright light out-
shining theirs.
This theme is recurring and this is what this expose is all about; to let you all see the phe-
nominon you are all part of in stalling my story with apathy and innaction. You are re-
sentful that I have the golden egg and not you. No matter that you will all benefit.
If it can’t be you then damn any messenger who might have the balls and brains you lack.
It’s the reason Stephen King shot John Lennon; jealousy. The reason Nixon killed the Kennedy’s,
the reason Cain killed Abel. I’m here to point out your sickness as a species.
With a touch of irony and karma as stunning as my father dying in a plane crash on a mountain
decades after almost taking us all out in a plane into mountains near Lake Tahoe, Michael
received the worst belt spanking any of us kids ever received over not putting the same
rifle scope he used to shoot me on straight after my dad noticed he had taken it off to
use as a scope to watch birds with.
This was a few years after that and, well, how could my father have even known except for
subconscious instinct? Very puzzleing.
The family story of tormenting Steve for his prowess continues;
As a junior in high school Dick Nixon – that’s right – my geometry teacher, told us on the
first day of class; ‘No one has ever trisected an angle with just a compass and straight edge.”
I thought; “Well, how hard can that BE?” A few weeks later, after learning how to to the
same with a line segment, I tried the same principles on an arc, or angle, and found a
distinctive bias; large, medium and small. I, right away, decided to reverse the same bias,
only the other way. After establishing the exact point to start my butterfly, reverse image
on the opposite side I now had two equal arcs going in opposite directions, much like the
opposing plys on bias ply tires, and found two sets of large, medium and small divisions
making four instead of two marks on the arcs. Because one can bisect an arc I merely bi-
sected both sets of marks and, whala!, perfect trisection.
Mr. Nixon, when I made a trip to his house one night to show him, was stunned to see my
method worked on all angles, obtuse and acute, and told me I’d be famous if I could write
out why it works. Too much bother over something so ridiculously obvious and easy in the
first place. I had more exciting projects to do than math related jibberjabber.
In 1976 I recall Paul Harvey, the late radio announcer, telling the world about someone
solving the same thing just how I did it six years earlier and knew I must be a genius.
In fact, by then, my I.Q. scores ranged from 120 in gradeschool to 165, my last one in college.
That’s Einstein level sick, crazy, people. By the way, I beat Einstein and Newton in that
one area of math, or geometry, I suppose. And I did it in ten minutes, first try! You know
they all tried to do it and failed.
While having to toot my horn, now, in this regard, it should be mentioned that my S.A.T.
scores put me in the top 3% in language and the top 13% in math. The math part I guestimated,
frankly, as it’s not my schtick.
Again, I’m pointing out why it is that you, the public, hate admitting it when someone else has
a better answer than the masses and how it is a form of your insanity and self destruction.
I despise having to toot my own horn, really.
I’ll take this opportunity to include that, at the age of eight, I KNEW that the public’s
conformity of working a 40 hour week was, in itself, a form of mass insanity. It was my
very first independant thought that made me wonder about all of you. Are you all insane?
No wonder I was so into the native American Indian way of life in third grade, running around
my neighborhood in a loincloth and bow and arrow, etc. Modernity pales in comparison to
the way mankind lived for tens of thousands years. Money has enslaved and blinded you all.
Here I was, a doctor’s son, with a Lincoln and a boat in our driveway and I knew it was not
as good a life as the average Indian in the twelfth century. I KNEW it.
If John’s cause was peace and love then I found my calling at age eight; get away from the
modern slavery of commerce and materialism and reclaim that huge chunk of ones life you
give up to pay for it all. It’s NOT WORTH IT! I’ll discuss the details in another chapter
but, for now, just know that you’re all ADDICTED to your toilets and cell phones and pizza,
cars, planes, soft beds, etc.. You’ve forgotten what clean air and water and food were and
you’ve lost your spirituality, sanity and happiness. Life is an obstacle course of rules and
‘press one for…’ and frustration and B.S..
I absolutely won’t see the change in my lifetime but I will try to set aside federal land for
those who want to opt out of your modern, plastic madness and live with “no possessions,
no need for greed or hunger and a brotherhood of man.” Nothing manufactured, no commerce,
just self reliance and sustainability off of natures grandscape of riches.
Back to my origional thoughts and your hatred of heroes, or more accurately, your shame of
how you all have been highjacked by the ‘powers that be’:
In fact, in looking back on my sibling’s rivalry against me, I realize that it was their shame
of self as much as their jealousy of me that propelled them into acts of violence against me.
The worst thing I ever did to Mike was catch him masturbating once. That’s it. The worst
thing I ever did to my sister Laura was let her see me in the buff, once. That’s it.
Mostly, though, I was just setting the bar highter than they felt like reaching. They hated
my confidence and abilities. I wasn’t showboaty about it at all, really. It was just obvious.
I’m reminded of how Galilleo was tortured into retracting his notion that the earth revolved
around the sun and that the earth wasn’t flat. The people resented their own stupidity and had
a convenient scapegoat to hang their blame on; the one person who dared say; “The emporer
is naked.” Eons and eons of the same blame the smart guy routine. You’re all still killing Jesus;
letting the government kill the smart guy, aren’t you? Well I stopped in 1982. What about the
rest of all of you?
Did Jesus die in vain? Was anyone REALLY saved by his death? Or are you all just ashamed to
admit that you’re all still killing the smart guy in the name of descending to the lowest common
denominator? “That monkey is more evolved than us, let’s kill him.”
How else do you people account for your trail of blood from Jesus to Gandhi, to John Lennon and
several dozon other cultural heroes that pointed the way to living better? Shame and jealousy.
In an act similar to Ceasar killing all the first born sons to prevent the Messiah’s coming,
even my own mother’s sister, my aunt, who I met only maybe five times in my childhood, was out
to stop me, it seemed. When I was on the trail of a career in professional golf and doing well
enough to break par my first year she mailed me a book titled; “How To Lose At Golf” Can you
believe it!? Sibling rivalry gone mad, I guess. I was only second or third man on my high
school and college golf teams but, besides shooting a 68 my first year, Mike saw me shoot,
I believe, eight under, playing two balls per hole over nine holes, once. I had potential.
My moment of glory came in 1978 at the U.S. Amateur qualifying rounds when I found myself
one under after 31 holes and in third place only to choke when a large crowd came out of nowhere
to watch me. I bogeyed three of the last five holes to just miss a berth. Ironically, it was
on the exact same stretch and course where Jack Nicklaus choked in front of Bobby Jones
who came out to see the new sensation. Life’s weird and strange, isn’t it?
As for my list of abuses suffered after my brothers failure to squelch the ‘smart guy’ my
sister took her turn at bat in 1972 when I was put in charge of keeping order in our house
while my parents were away, vacationing in Mexico.
Laura was spraying perfume on Mike’s bed and, when I noticed the commotion, I gently pul-
led her by the arm out of his bedroom. Now was her big chance to get back at me for im-
printing her with my male physique that one time. Something most siblings go through, I think.
She called her 6’6”, maybe 6’7″, boyfriend, Frank, the tallest boy in our high school, to
come over and show me who’s boss. I was waiting with a hunting sock stuffed with a soap bar
but fled the scene when he broke down our front door. I ran next door and tried to call the
police but our neighbor refused to help call them. He ransacked the house and terrorized
my other brothers and I felt guilty about that for years, after. That I chose health over
standing down a drug induced madman.
I had to carry a water pistol with bleach in it to school for a while, in fact, my sister’s
need to punish me was so great. Eventually I was ambushed in our house at noon when my
sister let Frank into the house to cold cock me as I rounded the corner loaded with golf clubs
and my practice shag bag and shoes. I thought he broke my jaw at the time and just continued
to get into my ’68 Camaro and head to the golf course. I may have backed out and turned the
wheel to knock him away as I left and he arrived a half hour later to challenge me and my
driver as I collected my practice balls. He stayed a club length away knowing that I’d
let him have it if he tried to get any closer. Eventually he left.
Who knows what my sister was thinking, then. Frank tried to smooth things over with my dad
one day only to be thrown out in a headlock. Frank vandalized his office and that was the
end of my sister’s relationship with a disturbed man who had a history of beating his own
mother only to quickly make up right after.
Some good news came out of the whole episode, after all.
But a dozon or so years later that injured molar had to be extracted and the stupid dentist
broke my surrounding bone structure in the process. Now I have a prosthetic tooth that I
hand made to fill the unsightly gap. Every time I misplace it I’m reminded of my sister.
All these years I still used to visit her and her family with her husband never knowing that
she was glad I was injured. In 2008 she called to try and tell me that John Lennon may
have killed Stu Sutcliff of the first incarnation of the Quarry Men. I had to set her straight
and explain that the media is twisting reality and that John saved Stu’s life from the hood-
lems of the day who used to beat up The Beatle’s after their shows in Liverpool. had John not
rescued him that night he would have been killed. He died a year later of the injury.
It was during that conversation that I brought up why my tooth was lost and she told me I ;
‘…deserved it.” No apology. That was our last conversation. Good for me.
My sister was always looking to shoot my activism down, though. She was one of those hypo-
crites who hides behind her church services only to sin in her real life, at least about
siding with Lennon’s killer’s. So satanic she can’t even see it, herself.
Not unlike a lot of all of you, I dare say.
If I stood outside every church service in America with my emblazened van and magazine
and held up a sign that read;
“You satanic hypocrites!” The sign would fit. Can all of you admit that fact?
I’m always amazed at how obtuse people can be, though. How phony and weak they can be.
In spite of my academic prowess and 3.5 G.P.A. and offers from several state universities to
attend their schools after high school my parents kept quiet about that. After years of talk-
in a good game about going to Dartmouth or better they got very quiet when I left the house.
After taking a year off to work at a grocery store I put myself through one year of junior
college and went just one day to a creative writing class never to return because I was con-
vinced the teacher was a negative cynic. I never officially took my name off the roster
and nobody told me about that part of school. It would come up to bite me, years later, when
my shoe in status at San Jose State to major in golf course architecture was foiled over
the ‘academic F’ that class gave me. I was not allowed into San Jose State.
That turned ME into a cynic, suddenly. I put myself through another year of junior college
majoring in advertising, this time. The bitterness I harbored over my parents role in this
bad luck and academic neglet was not small. It took me many years to accept that I was un-
fairly disrespected and cheated, at one level. My parents were selfish with their money and
I had already proven myself unreliable when my dad found out that I had been having sex with
my high school girlfriend, the best one I ever had. He dreaded that I might end up like him;
held down from my dreams by a pregnancy. Pretty sick logic, I know.
If it weren’t for my parents hounding me away from Dorothy I’d have probably eventualy married
her and my life would have taken an entirely different course.
Semi abandoned after leaving the house at eighteen I resolved to go for a career in pro golf,
after all, and blitzed through dozons of cooking jobs between tournements. I found myself
back east, in Atlanta, Georgia in 1976 and met a troubled but beautiful girl there who
made a major dent in my life though I only knew her for a little over a month. A year
later I learned her real name, for example. Deep South problems that she brought to our
relationship that scarred me, terribly, just because I fell in love with her, rightly or wrongly.
Her unkindnesses were the result, I think, of her father’s abuses way before I met her and
I can’t blame her for being so crazy or put her in the same pool of jealousy others deserve.
It took me a long time to sort out those cobwebs, though.
Strangely, it was her fiery brand of crusaderism against the evils of her day that stuck with
me in 1982 when I knew that the government killed John Lennon and found myself sitting on
the sidelines like all of you readers. I powerful dream about her one night propelled me
into my local library near San Diego, one day, and the discovery was made. I had only dis-
covered government codes that linked Reagan and Nixon to John Lennon’s murder.
The abuses the public unleashed on me for going public, after, are biblical in scope and this
is the part of the story that involves all of you. My family, too, played their evil roles.
Before diving into this, the most exciting adventure of my life, or any life for that matter,
let me take this opportunity to show all of you how I was also, once, a little stupid and
scared like all of you.
I knew the government killed John Lennon and that the story about Chapman was a lie in
mere milliseconds. I am, after all, smarter than the average, mind controllable slob, anyway.
I lost my job at the Doubletree Inn as their fancy restaurant broiler cook – I was cooking
steak and lobster when I heard that John was killed – by telling the traveling executive
in a group meeting a week after the murder; ” …I may not share your value system but…”
subconsciously referring to the coverup evryone else was about to engage in. In fact, I went
through at least four jobs due to distraction over Lennon’s murder until I decided I needed a
little time off from society, in general. So far I’m still more decent and noble than all of
you – I’m sacrificing my job for some truth – and, yet, I’m still thinking like a small animal;
“the government never gets caught. I guess I’ll just have to live with a sicker, less beau-
tiful world, after all.” I was just like a lot of you. The ones who had the class and brains
to doubt the story about Chapman in the first place. Regarding the poor slobs who never even
questioned all that, well, someone once told me; “You can’t fix stupid.” I was not one of
those bnrainwashed fools, at least. And, yet, I was not willing to get off of my floored ass
and fight back. At least not yet.
What I DID do was store my possessions and sell my car and bought a 12 speed bike and took
off to San Diego to be a beach bum while, at the same time, hoping to get a golf sponser.
That was late 1981. I began living outdoors, my biggest bills being food and flat tires.
I bought a Sony Walkman – invented just in time – and did little else except ride around just
listening to The Beatles tapes before I became callous and stupid like most adults do. John
may be dead but his music was not about to be lost on me. How could I not find an extra
measure of courage to avenge him after listening to all that thrilling, beautiful, healing
music. I was getting up my courage one could say. But I was still a sick little animal under
the government’s boots, just like all of you. The main difference being that I jumped off of
the money go merry go round the rest of you were stuck on. It took, in fact, several months
of being flat broke, living on unemployment and doing without, that the grip of worshiping
money evaporated like a water balloon exploding in mid air. P-O-O-F-! All gone. No more grip on
me. I was now free to think higher thoughts and get in touch with my real humanity. I was
becomming sinfully happy and wild for once in my life. I was truly free. No worries, no
responsibilities. Just doing what I felt like doing. My mind was mine, now. It was great.
I was still a freeloading, small, scared animal doing nothing to avenge Lennon’s murder while
enjoying the fruits of his genius. Just selfish, irresponsible, lazy. A typical American.
Then John Balushi was killed. I remembered how Animal House made me realize, for the first
time, how oppressed I had always been. I laughed so hard when I saw that extremely subver-
sive, anti-establishment movie that riduculed the status quo and exalted the misfit rebels. A
few months later, while reading a magazine about Doug Kenny, the writer of Animal House,
who was also possibly killed that year, I suddenly stiffened up by back and realized that the
American Nightmare was still alive.
Now I really WAS pissed off with America and all the ice cream cone licking perverts around me
whose answer was to lick their wounds and just take it.
Years later I would learn that Cathelyn Evelyn Smith, Balushi’s killer, was in the same room
with John Lennon the night before he was killed. Now, months later, she is in the same room
killing John Balushi?!
Anyway, I read that article about Doug Kenny in the same, small Pacific Beach library that
would be the scene of my Lennon evidence discovery months later.
Not long after, I saw the last puzzle piece I needed; the tiny back page explanation of John
Lennon’s murderer, Chapman. A four by three inch summary of the biggest murder of our lives
buried in lower left hand section of the back pages. He plead guilty; “Because God told
me to…” What a crock of C.I.A. crap.” I thought. Two days before trial, behind closed doors.
From a 60 day psychiatric evaluation that turned into thin air for eighteen months of media
silence to this insult to our intelligence.
The government had crossed a line and I was primed for a change.
I had a boardwalk vendor make me a cardboard licence plate that read:
“U.S. GOVT. PLANNED JOHN LENNON’S DEATH”
I attached it to the back of my bicycle seat and rode around San Diego with that postage
stamp of a message for a few weeks. I was absolutely certain there was a coverup afoot.
I was suddenly an activist and I was not about to lie down any more and wait for more evil.
It came to a soul stirring climax in late July of 1982 when I was jolted awake in a sweat
over a dream I was having about that girl from Georgia. We had reconciled walking atop a
fence, our heads bowed, just holding hands. She was a firebrand of life and energy and I
knew she wouldn’t just be happy to listen to Beatles tapes and do nothing. I knew how grey
my life had become to be so complacent and beaten.
Two days later, while riding to the beach, like always, I found myself being controlled by
an invisible force steering me right, then left, now heading like a torpedo to that library.
I wrapped my lock so fast I knew something big was about to happen. A copy of Us magazine
with John and Yoko on it’s cover just happened to be the first thing I saw and I grabbed it. I
quickly read how the Nixon administration had tried to deport Lennon. I then grabbed all
the Time and Newsweek and anything else I could find dated December 15, 1980 to re read the
origional murder reports to see how Chapman went from point A to point B. While noticing
that there was no murder report and that these issues came out a week before the crime, I
also noticed very strange behavior in the headlines that plugged, like codes, into John Len-
non’s murder. It was uncanny and alarming, in fact. When I got to a large color photo of just
elected Reagan under the headline “Who’s In?””Who’s Out?” I gulped a little thinking; “What’s
this all about;” Reagan’s “In” and Lennon is “Out”? What are these, government codes all about
Lennon’s murder?” I then noticed Nixon’s book, The Real War, sitting next to him, up front
and center. I literally found that book on the shelves and opened it right to the pages that
discuss killing John Lennon type “rock stars”. I then found the same picture in Newsweek with
the same C.I.A. style codes in the headlines and I started to get sick to my stomach. I had
to get out and get some fresh air. It was as if God was raining down the motherload of evidence
just for me, all at once, for emphasis, so I couldn’t deny it. It was not all just coincidence,
the way the evidence presented itself to me. I felt like a pawn of history that God was using.
WHAT a freaking honor. Me. Nobody, Steve Lightfoot. I knew exactly what had just happened.
I needed to get some fresh air.
My first inclination was to think; “My poor fellow man.” I visited the main library in down-
town San Diego and found the motherload of what I knew were government codes, after all.
Head spinning patterns of the messasges that all plugged into Lennon’s murder and not just
the obvious intent of the articles. I told my girlfriend at the time, Cheryl, “I’ve got em.”
I also told her, a few weeks later; “I’ve got to get out of San Diego and back to where people
know me. I’m not safe here.” It was just a matter of fact and that brief relationship was
the first sacrifice I would make post discovery.
I recall a moment of decision while riding my bike and I knew I had to go forward and as-
sume the mantle of messenger, once and for all. That was my exit from being a slob.
I remember, right after my discovery, looking for any excuse to weasel out of going forward.
I had no wife, no family, no growing career, no excuse, whatsoever. If not me, then who?
If you want to call my decision heroic than I’d rather say you’re all slobs, instead. If
you insist on making my actions heroic then let me suggest that being born with the common
decency to care about the importance of getting to the bottom of John Lennon’s murder is the
only reason I could be a hero; being born with the traits required to care to begin with.
As far as the stopping work, taking time off to gather my thoughts, looking into the apparent
coverup and questioning the story we were told, to the point of quitting work I’d say EVERY
BODY should have quit work and stopped paying taxes the minute Chapman’s 60 day psy-
chiatric evaluation lapsed into 61 days. Period. I’m less a hero, the rest of you more a com-
plete idiot and slob. You were all, as John Balushi would say,; “LAME’OS!”
Everything after coming forward and persevering and staying out of trouble and the sacrifices
I made were all heroic, but the only human on earth who hadn’t lost his mind and spine
merely seemed to be me. The rest of you were, indeed, all insane and you still are.
I recall phoning Jan Wenner of Rolling Stone magazine using the name Frank to let him know.
An operator in New York gave me his personal line. That was the start of my truth telling
journey. I recall telling my first citizen in these words; “Nixon, Reagan, John Lennon
triangle.” He absolutely gasped. I remember even the songs the jukebox’s played all had
a synchronicity; “Taking it To The Streets”, “Fire Lake”. I remember the tag line; “Everybody’s
Business.” being perfect for the cause. It all seemed so magical and big then.
My 12 speed, suddenly stolen while I slept, I hitch hiked to Santa Rosa in less than a day.
I loafed around my mothers apartment, at first, for a few months to collect myself. I was
still months away from discovering Chapman’s letter and Stephen King’s matching face.
Initially, my brother Mike said; “It looks like you’ve got something, there, Steve.”
My mother admitted; “The government probably DID kill John Lennon, but….”
She was O.K. with what I was doing until I came home with an armfull of the old Time and News-
week magazine issues that actually contained my hard evidence. She protested; “WHERE did
you GET those?”, obviously disappointed in my actually having hard evidence to point to.
A few weeks later she, apparently, threw about half of them away behind my back.
It was then that I knew that all of you were evil. Even my own mother. Evil. All of you.
Here I come to save the day and everybody resents being saved. Pure, human evil on display.
When I then discovered the killer’s face printed months before the murder and who it allegedy
was, Stephen King, my brother, Paul said; “Have you read the article, Steve? Read it.”
At that point I thought that Stephen King was a phony name and really had no idea he was
even a horror writer. When I read that this man really WAS a Stephen King and that he was the
writer of “Salem’s Lot” and “Carrie” I had to hand it to Richard Nixon for being so clever
he picked a plot that no one would be able to believe even if they all got caught. The
Lex Luther of our time.
That was my big wake up call that I had my work really cut out for me. The truth sounded
absolutely incomprehensible and crazy. I guess getting away with the Kennedy’s murders had
taught him something about the art of evil that most of all of you could never grasp without
my extraordinary detective abilities and talents to point them out for you.
“Yes, children, Tricky Dicky made you all sicky. So sick you can’t even see it.”
He went right over all your simple minded notions and headed you off at the pass before you
knew what hit you. You were cast under his evil spell, his cloud of incomprehensibility.
While the Reagan cabinet was eating jelly beans to ward off depressed looking faces all of
you were being molested with the real killer who was in your childrens bedroom’s shelf.
America was under a satanic brew and the pink and shock hair styles soon displayed the nations
ill mental health and spiritual poisoning. Pat Benetar’s “Gonna Harden My Heart” playing in
the nations backround. Sick, satanic, subhuman times.

(I’ll have to interupt this due to fatigue, but will resume tomorrow.)

To be continued…..