Down by the Riverside

September 7, 2018

Frank –

The motel is getting even weirder than ever as L#### has recommended not going back to Missouri for the speaking engagement. Fine, they’ll have another BBQ in 2019. Here in Ventura, I’ve got something to tell you, and you’d better believe me.

When I went to get this motel man’s $84 Thursday, I returned to find EMS working on a man who borrowed my microwave carousel dish. I say heroin overdose, they said diabetes. I let a woman in the office door before me to be polite. When she sat down, as so often happens, her face seemed familiar.

I paid, went to my room, and said, “Oh my God, that’s Bev.”

Who is Bev?

Good question, but I am sure she was introduced to me as a Secret Service agent in 2002. She looks marvelous and has apparently stayed at this motel previously. At Goebel, Bev’s tote bag was multicolored, yesterday a sparkly pink. [Now my computer is being hacked]. I’m not a fan of Mr. Trump, and for all of these years I’ve wondered who Bev, Tina, and Riley really are. If they are Secret Service as advertised, I am sure Donald was not told of them. Secret. Get it? Even from him. As we discussed, he is a businessman and “silver spoon” case.

This “secret” shit is not for me, so I am hoping a movie or book deal leads to some exposure of what a raw deal I have gotten since 2002. As for 09/11/2001, a person I allege helped the hijackers used to say “Duh” to make a point, and also said I say “You know” too much. I say that when I am tired and figure you do know.

Worse yet over here, I think someone entered my room in the night. (I do not

spill aspirin). The woman in Room #___ might be mentally ill, but this does not make her barricading of the door a product of “delusional” thinking. She dresses in a funky 1960’s manner and may behave like that because she likes it over wage work. I’m so broke and gimpy, I’d never curse your name for some cab fare to the transit place that looks about 4 blocks away. Or, give me $20 and I will pay you out of the billions I won’t have unless I safely get out of this motel.   

                                                           

_Bill

More "Secret Code" from Google

91599_99_Uncle##Ralph
In 1991, a Chinese lady said, "Never use your address or birthday for..."
internet still on?
I'd better change the code.

The problem you’ve alleged is poor “brain Health” is simply this: Nobody tells Bill Hughes the truth, while poor Bili is honest all day. How can I be calling the State Department and they route the call to the right desk? Under Obama I called and angrily said, “I’m moving to Cuba.” You are a literate man and don’t get the joke? My new friend Michelle does. She thinks I should have a TV comedy show.

VenturaSlaveway 101

After the usual warm welcome in California...
...it's time to be kicked by a meth dealer occupying the Amtrak seat behind me on the way back to Missouri.
Someday your blogger will complain of such things, but not in Ventura.
Are there any drugs still treated as illegal?

No Secrets Here

The Ferguson cops were always nice to me.
But then again, I'm really, really white. 
 

08.15.2018

Cathy –

If my esteemed helper of big-time Democrats wants to foot the bill, what you will get is a “Shot across the bow” about the 2020 New Hampshire Presidential Primary and the United States Secret Service. Keep this not very quiet, as I once more beg for money while unquestionably related to Howard R. Hughes.

The book manuscript is comedy, but one tidbit that is true finds me not liking them serving my bagel or pretending to be a mental health client either before or after marching around the president. At least one screenwriter knows how they are when he penned a line about them that was:

“Bring some dirty ones in from the field.”

What does that mean? They are an illegal secret police force that should have their butts kicked into Ronald Reagan’s “Ashbin of history.” I don’t like Don Trump, but God help us if he agrees with me.

William C. Hughes 

I've Got a Million of 'Em

”What a phony! One day he’s a Democrat, the next he’s a socialist. Get real!”

“Drop that R-word, before we all get killed.”

“How old is Bernie? Too fucking old!”

“Who would Bernie pick for VP? Some professor who wears socks with his sandals? Boo!”

“If Bernie had a donut shop, I think there would be a profit involved. Duh.”

“Capitalism is here to stay. Bernie does not think so? Is he senile?”

Tom Tom Club

Miss him yet?
Almost.
 
"Get that fellow Hughes out of bed at the State Department and have him stay up all night. I want it over here at 7:00 tomorrow morning for General Goodpasture. General Goodpasture is going to take it up to Gettysburg to remind President Eisenhower of how we got into this mess."
 
_Lyndon Baines Johnson on the Vietnam “mess”
 

"I was pleased to see a heroin overdose at QT today, as I really do have a speaking engagement to try and run for governor. I could also “divert” to New Hampshire and join that contest. It’s easy to finish fourth when you’ve been to all ten counties and know the “lay of the land.” When the conference center in Raymond, NH called back in a day instead of a promised two weeks, that’s a clue. When Joe Biden’s aide smells a “rat” and puts it in writing, that’s another sign from above. Man, are some people in deep shit here in the ST. LOO. Nobody has a ride for Bill or $250? Maybe I can find that Chinese soldier’s wife in 'Cali' and have you all nuked."

Bill

Tuesday Lunch With LBJ

Your family too?
Doubtful.

"In a private cable to the White House I described the rapidly deteriorating situation and expressed my particular concern about Diem. 'President Diem is living in a world of his own and seems to be completely out of touch with the real situation. Any attractive South Vietnamese brigadier general with a little courage and organization could, I believe, take this place over in twenty-four hours.' I recommended that President Kennedy send an individual in whom he had personal confidence unobtrusively but immediately to Vietnam to make an independent analysis. I specifically recommended Thomas Hughes, Director of INR. Although my emergency cable was the occasion for a series of high-level meetings, nothing came of it."

_Chester Bowles, commenting on his July, 1963 cable

Number Kooks?

350 was the number of State Department employees in Tom Hughes’ INR

350K was the amount paid by C.I.A. to toss Allende in Chile

350 was my “rent” at two St. Louis drug dealing addresses

I think somebody is in deep doo-doo, and no wonder the woman from Santiago was so friendly in Thousand Oaks.