Spare the Rod, Spoil the Nation

May 31, 2018

Dear Sean:

I made two discoveries with only the Missouri state highway map daddy ceremoniously gave me every year. I had a collection of them until West Coast coke dealing gangsters in league with the FISA order crowd wrecked my cars. They like money a lot. I myself need a pair of Lee jeans, because the fit better, and at our house when “Levi” was spoken of we were apparently double-talking about the Attorney General of the USA. Maybe there will be one in the future to put J.B.’s ass in prison.

The “Right Now” evidence indicates to me that if Bill Hughes could get 30% of the gubernatorial vote in what I’m calling the “60 Corridor” and the “65 Corridor” I would win. As for the “Mark Twain Forest Counties,” a couple of phone calls suggest 40% of the registered voters voting for me is entirely possible. Make a call, win a county? I promise not to have cattle vote, as is the practice in Cook County, I fear. The joke is: “Why go to Kansas City?” Have you been to the “Dairy Doodle” on the edge of town? If the staff orders onion rings, it does not mean anything. If I sample a cheeseburger, it does not mean anything except I like them, and there are probably few vegans down there by Arkansas, unlike in California.

If, for example, Chelsea Clinton showed in Mountain View to tell us all about Little Rock, I think a little camera can make a video, and U-tube is free, last I checked. Soon I will disclose who else saw Lady Ga Ga pumping gas by her lonesome, but as with all VC car dwellers, Brad may be hard to find. One gun violence threat, and we sling the Uzis to visit the sheriff and discuss the Second Amendment, sir. Guns are legal, your drugs are not.

Thanks in advance for losing,

William C. Hughes

>I here again apologize for a lifetime of reading…The New Republic, National Review, The Nation, Commentary, The Progressive, The American Spectator, In These Times, The American Prospect, Mother Jones, CQ, The New Statesman, Foreign Policy, Foreign Affairs and daddy’s annual gift of Reader’s Digest went in the trash.

As the nation’s young people say, “Are you mental?” Try reading…Psychosocial Rehabilitation Journal, The Journal of the American Psychiatric Association, Psychiatric Services, Social Work, Health and Social Work, Law and Psychiatry ,and The Journal of Mind and Behavior. [The latter is kind of bizarre, and my neighbor did not design the website, nor is she employed at the World Bank. I await word on what both Andrea’s really do for a living].

And, the "Bob Addendum:

I think Bob ought to retire concurrent with the governor’s resignation. You people don’t seem to see the magnitude of the problem I did not create. I happen to think a few days in the JFK Reference Room and the good manners mom instilled leads to an audience with Ms. Schlossberg. If there is any finger pointing, what are we talking about? I don’t think the room is “bugged,” do you? I don’t think the Executive Director’s e-mail is “fake.” I’m looking for the not so cheap motel, and there is no way to get there? It was LBJ librarians who informed me the man with an attaché case in 1963 San Antonio was Jack Valenti. What was he doing in dad’s 1966 speedboat? There was a second time in 1972 when I asked, “How can you afford this?” I don’t think Charles was paying. I further think the creeps here at the Wayside are too interested in stuff like Richard M. Nixon’s code name during Watergate. For your information only, it was a sloppy derivation of someone’s name who worked for Howard Hughes, Jr. Why would that be? He had all of the money. I don’t have bus fare.  

 

 

Rowdy?

I don't have any rowdy friends. Is that O.K., Chief Belmar?

05-28-2018

Dear Charlie Daniels:

In the same e-mail alleging I am nuts like Howard Hughes, I was told you attended my alma mater for two years. Under my steady hand as student government leader, no one was raped at our Spring Fling celebration, and the cast-off ABC recording artist was paid. They even said this during 1976-77, “Hughes will go get the money.” Often in our dorm this was heard: “Hughes, the Dean is on the phone!” We were put on Double-Double Probation many times, yet not one student was expelled. This is more evidence I should have attended a law school, like the rest of my family.

Tom Hughes was up in Minnesota working for Hubert Humphrey well before Prince hit the stage. This has led to my expression that goes, “The family knew everything; I know nothing.” (Like Sgt. Schultz on one of my favorite old shows,  Hogan’s Heroes). I would never “pitch” anything to what a black female’s husband I know calls “A sensible man.” I gather this because you are reported to live in New York, not that big zoo where the Paramount lot is located. I discovered due to a wrong turn that WB has very exacting “Ejection Procedures.” TOP SECRET my screenplays are not, so I will only give the initials of those who want to make like Monte Hall. They want to make a deal, and I can’t even get out to St. Charles! The J.S. people requested a trip to FedEx, then said, “We got your fax,” but sounded too high to set an appointment. G.K.’s people were much more sober in offering appointments twice. I even found a lawyer to dispose of all my money, unless I too find a modest dump in NYC and try to remain anonymous.

William C. Hughes

[Writer, Mental Health Pro, Future Secretary of Defense]

Lee Daniels gave his parents an early Christmas present when he entered the world on December 24, 1959; unfortunately, the Philadelphia native was to have a difficult relationship with his police officer father who later reacted violently to his son's sexuality. Despite the brutality of his childhood, Lee completed high school and attended Lindenwood University in St. Charles, Missouri for two years.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wikipedia:Biographies_of_living_persons/Noticeboard

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lee_Daniels

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Real Threats, Real Fast

Been threatened lately?
Don't call the cops.
They are very busy.
With what?

May 26, 2018

Dear Governor:

You need to hear about what went on in 2004-2005 Granite City, IL. I’ve got Democrats in tow who want to say, “Bill, Granite City is in Kansas.” Today to your Chicago campaigner “Henry” I said, “I did not know he was a millionaire too.” (Like J.B.) I tried to volunteer, be hired, or receive money to run for governor in Missouri, but Pritzker had only insults for me.

As Mr. Mark Williams would say outside Los Angeles, “Back at you.” When I met Mark’s son I said, “Your dad is an asshole.” He said, “Yeah, I know. I grew up with him.”

Me? Governor of California? This requires 80 million dollars, at least. 

Later,

William    

 

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May 26, 2018

Please Note: This truth is designed for general information only. The information presented at trial should be construed as destroying the Blum family empire with legal advice and a sensible formation of a lawyer/client relationship.

Louderback Group:

Very briefly, here is what happened the only time I visited San Francisco. The door of my Travel Lodge room did not lock, a postal mail carrier visited unnecessarily, and a man in a white lab coat produced a big machine gun. I muttered about how someone was nuts and departed. Maybe the Blum family paid for that “motel theatre” too. They clearly have never wanted me in the movie business for one day. “I write books” has long been my retort to that evil industry.

That said, I will now “dribble out” what I prepared for yet another skilled liar with a J.D. I owe him a half hour for his time; then I shall try to slam his Jewish butt in the slammer. I could not think worse of your dishonorable profession, yet I must keep pleading for help. If I could do it over, I would have filed lawsuits two years ago pro se. FYI: Howard Hughes, Sr., Tom Hughes, Richard Hughes, William C. Hughes, William J. Hughes, and that underachiever Charles Evans Hughes were all trained as lawyers. My late dad was as well, but this was kept “secret.”

I Get the Last Word, J.B. 2.0

Obama's plane had some trouble over St. Louis, but it was resolved.
Should Lake Michigan get bigger, and there is a big splash like the pic above...
...just say, "Man, that's cold!" The radio did not work? Off the radar? Hmmmm

No, I am excruciatingly sane, and think America’s police need an ass-whipping. I’d love to start with that bizarre history of the Saint Louis Metropolitan Police Department. A cop of theirs literally cried on my shoulder after shooting and killing two restaurant robbers. This matters to anyone? Not when one of theirs with a rank of Major told me today her younger brother had died, with no details provided. Thus, the old neighborhood is old hat in the digital age. My cop grief counseling session is true, yet the department has never heard of their cop, nor was the newspaper of record willing to look up this crime. “There are a lot of shootings at White Castle,” I was told. And, there have been many Feds dressed like cops for a few years, I have concluded. What started that investigation? Maybe it was Charles E. Hughes.

That’s all folks,

William Hughes