FBI Fingerprints On Martin Luther King Jr. Assassination

For Martin Luther King Jr. Day, Covert Action Magazine, home to some of the best national security state reporting there is, has published a mammoth piece, “Did J. Edgar Hoover Order the Assassination of Martin Luther King, Jr?” Despite the supposed rule about headlines making bold claims, this lengthy piece actually brings the goods. It got me to thinking about some of the recent news related to Sirhan Sirhan, where a steady trickle of new JFK assassination documents continue to slowly leak to the public the last few years. As well as some of the strange events surrounding news related to Malcolm X’s assassination, a cover-up or conspiracy involving, among others, NYPD and the FBI.

Just as in the case of RFK, JFK and Malcolm X, the MLK case begins to project a shadow of a doubt at the least upon closer inspection. Once some of the details that weren’t available until the last decade come changes everything we thought we knew about the story.

In 2012, for instance, G. Robert Blakey, staff director to the House Senate Committee on Assassinations, said he had been lied to by the CIA. They never revealed the CIA background of George Joannides. Blakey told the Clarion-Ledger in Jacksonville, Mississippi, that “thoughtful people today, not just nuts, think that more people than James Earl Ray were involved [in King’s killing].”

In addition to that, in 1999, a mixed-race jury came to a unanimous verdict. Martin Luther King Jr. they ruled, was assassinated in a conspiracy involving the U.S. government. King’s widow, Coretta Scott King made it clear how she felt, saying “there is abundant evidence of a major, high-level conspiracy in the assassination of my husband.” The jury found that the mafia and various local, state, and federal government agencies were involvement. They also found involvement of organized crime, local, state and federal government “were deeply involved in the assassination…. Mr. Ray was set up to take the blame.” If this sounds a little crazy you likely aren’t aware of, for instance, the FBI’s plans to pit the mafia against Communist Party USA (CPUSA).

That time the FBI tried to get the Mob to attack CPUSA pic.twitter.com/tuVuHgi9hf— Robert Skvarla (@RobertSkvarla) January 16, 2022

Ray, the likely patsy, already had some shady government ties similar to Oswald’s connection to Bannister, Ferrie and company’s Services Unlimited front. Once he was sentenced, Ray fired his lawyer (who also had ties to the mob). Percy Foreman, he claimed, ahd pressured him into pleading guilty. Then there’s the conflict of interest, Foreman had 60% royalty rights on a book about Ray by William Bradford Hule, but who would have bought a book about James Earl Ray the exonerated patsy. Especially in comparison to James Early Ray “the man who shot MLK.”

Similar to the cases of JFK and RFK, there is forensic evidence that calls Ray’s involvement into question, from lack of fingerprints to not being able to match the bullet to the rifle that Ray allegedly left on the steps of the Canipe Amusement Company. A decoy Mustang in the area, Add to that the fact that the “star witness,” Charles Quitman Stephens, had been arrested 155 times related to alcohol abuse and was quite sauced when the shooting occurred.

John Larry Ray said at the time of the shooting his brother was waiting in his Mustang, not the decoy’s, for his handler, Raoul. Raoul, was allegedly Ray’s Cuban handler drug trafficking, not unlike many of the characters who come up again and again when looking at the Kennedy assassinations Cubans . Not just Ray’s family though, the King family also believed Ray was framed.

Similarly more and more evidence has come to light regarding FBI involvement in the assassinations of Malcolm X and Fred Hampton as well. Just months ago, Malcolm X’s daughter, Malikah Shabazz, was “found dead” in her home. I found the timing instantly suspect considering earlier that year there was a supposed letter from a police officer confessing to being part of a conspiracy to kill Malcolm X that the NYPD claimed was fake.

Yes, the same NYPD that was complicit in covering up Harvey Weinstein and Jeffrey Epstein’s crimes. And it was that same NYPD who instantly commented that there was nothing suspect about Shabazz being found dead days after the FBI finally admitted their involvement in the X assassination leading to two men who had been held for decades in prison being freed. A few weeks later, the medical examiner would echo what the police had speculated initially. That it was “a natural death of undetermined cause and there is no suspicion of foul play.”

Busta Rhymes and T.I. shared a screenshot from a fake news story about a supposed ex-CIA agent “Bill Oxley” confessing on his deathbed to the assassination of Bob Marley. No record of any Bill Oxley working for the CIA. He is listed as either 76 or 79 at time of death. No hospital records or even a photograph, the picture on the site being a simple stock photo.

Regardless of lack of a smoking gun revealing CIA fingerprint in Marley’s death, there is a good deal of information in John Potash’s The FBI War on Tupac Shakur: state repression of black leaders from the Civil Rights Era to the 1990s. That coupled with more information appearing bit by bit about multiple civil rights leaders being targeted by a conspiracy comprised of feds, local law enforcement and, often, organized crime elements such as the mafia, KKK or motorcycle gangs like the Hell’s Angels.

Ray definitely had to have some help in order to not only have money to live on but enough to afford fake identities, a new face care of plastic surgery and classes from bartending and dance to hypnosis. His motive was said to be pure racist hatred, but friends say that doesn’t square with the man they knew who was no stranger to interracial relationships between black and white himself. They also claimed the “evidence” proving he was a racist was planted by police. Add to that the fact that, like the patsy Oswald, Ray just wasn’t a very great shot as evidenced by their military records. Ray had even been recruited into Wild Bill Donovan’s Office of Strategic Services, the precursor to the CIA. Even the base he served at in Frankfurt was, oddly enough, housed in an I.G. Farben building that was somehow spared the Allied bombing.

Add to that lumbar punctures by Army doctors allowing for parenteral drug administration, his claims that he was strongly affected by an incident involving him shooting a Black soldier accused of beating up Jews and raping an officer’s family member. This turned out to be untrue.

Covert Action Magazine points out that mysterious gaps in Ray’s military record also make it seem like he could potentially be an MK-Ultra candidate. Both the Army and the CIA began experimenting with LSD and various other powerful drugs, hypnosis and other methods of “mind control” or behavior modification in the early 1950s.

In addition to that, FBI documents prove that Ray didn’t just take hypnosis classes, he saw a couple hypnotists himself in L.A. just after his Army stint had ended. One, Xavier von Koss, wonder of wonders was an Army intelligence officer who was a possible Operation Paperclip ringer. Yes, that’s right, if you weren’t aware, the CIA helped Nazis escape justice at Nuremberg and then recruited them in our space program, in intelligence and pretty much doing most of what they were already doing under Hitler, just for the USA rather than the NSDAP.

Ray was even ordered to Montreal to the Memorial Institute at McGill University to be hypnotized while in the service. This is where Dr. Ewen Cameron, responsible for depatterning and other cruel experiments Cameron engaged in caused lifetime damage in many.

There’s also Dr. Donald B. Peterson, head of psychiatry at the Army’s Far East Command during the Korean War. In case you weren’t aware, the connections between the Korean War, biowarfare and the MK-Ultra program are manifold as well. Dr. Louis Jolyon West, for instance, interviewed the pilots supposedly “brainwashed” in Korea. Peterson prescribed Ray with Librium after a failed attempt to escape from prison. Librium was listed as a compound of interested regarding deepening and strengthening the effects of narco-hypnosis (drug aided hypnosis was a major part of the early years of Project Artichoke and MK-Ultra).

When Ray escaped he was given the identity of a Canadian asset of U.S. Army intelligence, “Eric St. Vincent Galt.” Galt ran a warehouse for Union Carbide which, again, like I.G. Farben ties back to both the Nazis and the CIA. Raoul, who some speculate was actually J.C. Harden, Raoul Coelho or Raoul Esquivel, initially helped Ray flee the scene before jumping out of the car and leaving Ray to be captured.

Like Timothy McVeigh (until MK-Ultra Doc “Jolly” West cured him), he was convinced that Feds were “messing with his mind.” And his father believed him to have been drugged. So in addition to pre-CIA intelligence activities, we know Ray was working undercover for the FBI from 1949 to 1952. There was even an intelligence asset in the boarding house Ray was staying in at the time of MLK assassination.

There’s even a grassy knoll type situation. Two associates of King who were present when he was killed say the body lurched upward when he was shot, meaning the shot would have had to come from below, perhaps in the bushes rather than from above where Ray supposedly was stationed. Multiple witnesses reported seeing a man crouching in the bushes and running away after hearing a bang. One described the person as wearing a high-necked white sweater with a long gun in his hands. Another witness saw a fireman standing near the wall below the bushes yelling at the police that the shot came from the bushes, but the police ignored him.

The Kennedy coincidences don’t end there though. Jack Ruby’s Vegas Club’s phone number was found in a phone book of H.L. Hunt. Funny thing is, the number is listed as “Raul J” followed by the Dallas phone number of the club run by Jack Ruby, the man who shot Oswald. Ruby, by the way, also met with MK-Ultra doctors and believed that they were giving him “crazy pills” and strange injections before he would die of cancer. Another piece of paper had Raul’s name and a date for payment, a third had the phone number and extension for Atlanta’s FBI field office.

There’s also the fact that the Memphis Police Department just happened to have pulled off several security units which would expedite the flight of those responsible. Ed Redditt, a black detective with MPD was pulled off his post just an hour before the shooting and placed in “home confinement” after the FBI warned MPD of an assassination attempt directed against him (as it turns out, no such assassination attempt existed, but it did serve to get his eyes off the scene).

Another scare was called in another scare just before the shooting, again diverting police away from the area where King would die. Lloyd Jowers, owner of Jim’s Grill, where Ray said he met Raoul, would eventually make the claim that he was paid $100,000 by Frank Liberto via Liberto, Liberto and Latch Produce Company in Memphis to set up the hit. Liberto was a member of the Carlos Marcello crime family. Douglas Valentine in his book CIA as Organized Crime or Potash’s Drugs as Weapons Against Us give many examples of federal agencies, law enforcement and intelligence working arm in arm with organized crime on such dirty deeds as gun and drug running, assassinations and other illicit activities.

It’s well known that FBI stalked even the likes of John Lennon, but the vitriol and constant infiltration and subversion of the COINTELPRO strategy seemed especially personal with King. There was even a letter sent in 1964 alleging him to be a fraud, “a grim farce” and urging him to commit suicide. There is even verifiable COINTELPRO activity, a “memo” by G.C. Moore, chief of the “racial intelligence” division of the FBI’s Counterintelligence Program:

The fine Hotel Lorraine in Memphis is owned and patronized exclusively by Negroes but King didn’t go there after his hasty exit [from] the demonstration of March 28. Instead, King decided the plush Holiday Inn Motel, white-owned, operated and almost exclusively white patronized, was the place to “cool it.” There will be no boycott of white merchants for King, only for his followers

Add that to the many links tying the FBI and MPD and there seems to be at least enough evidence to cast more than a bit of doubt on the official narrative.

From Stargate and Scientology to Epstein: Philip Fairbanks On Skeptiko

I recorded interview with Alex Tsakiris from Skeptiko last month. We talk about a lot of topics, including some pretty personal ones. If you’re interested in occultist and rocket engineer Jack Parsons, L. Ron Hubbard, Aleister Crowley, CIA and military remote viewing then this is definitely one to check out!

We talk about cults, my own personal religious beliefs. Like many of my interviews, we start on certain topics but in my trademark style we end up going on several tangents and exploring various rabbitholes.

If you would like to hear more check out other podcasts and radio shows in the  interview section. You can get your copy of Pedogate Primer: the politcs of pedophilia for Kindle and it is free to read instantly with a Kindle Unlimited subscription. You can also pick up the paperback from Amazon, Barnes & NobleTarget and Powell’s Books and a few other shops worldwide including Australia, Taiwan and Poland. The audiobook, narrated by myself, was also released at Audible.com. If you’d like a review copy of the audiobook, contact me through the contact form or email at kafkaguy@gmail.com and I’ll send you a promo code.

Weezer and TLC “Say It Ain’t Scrubs” and Bluegrass Nirvana covers

I’ve always enjoyed mashing up genres and one of the earliest examples of this are my bluegrass cover of Smells Like Teen Spirit by Nirvana and the mash-up of Weezer’s Say It Ain’t So and TLC’s No Scrubs.

I found long ago that both Nirvana (and oddly enough Culture Club’s Do You Really Wanna Hurt Me) translate well to a bluegrass style. Someone requested I try to put together the rest of the Weezer/TLC mash-up and told them I would do that and throw in some bluegrass Nirvana for free. I’m quite rusty on the guitar and my singing voice is out of practice as well, but practice makes better, right?

I guess you could say I’m taking requests? Anyway, I’m taking random comments from people who follow me on social media and using that as an excuse to either make or upload things I made. Was fooling around last night and mentioned how I used to mashup the TLC song No Scrubs and Weezer’s Say It Ain’t So. Recorded the chorus and someone requested it. Not sure if they were just kidding or not, but all I needed was an excuse to figure out how to put the two songs together.

Confederacy of Dunces Ignatius O'Reilly

A Scene From Confederacy Of Dunces Narrated by Philip Fairbanks

I first discovered J.K. Toole’s work while homeless so “the problem of space” discussed (where to keep all your books and notebooks, of course) hit home (pun not intended) quite hard. This is a scene from early in the book, Ignatius O’Reilly is being hassled and harassed by a busybody cop while his mother is shopping and he is fiddling around with his lute strings. Like Ignatius, I seem to be a cop magnet even when I’m technically not doing anything wrong so I had some fun with this.

I guess you could say I’m “taking requests” but more so, taking random comments from mutual followers on social media and using that as an excuse to create or upload things I already would have given an excuse or possibly would have gotten around to otherwise.

I was homeless but had a library card so the first time I read Confederacy of Dunces I was couch hopping, squatting in abandoned (in some cases soon to be condemned) properties until I got busted and they put me up in a hotel after I started quoting the Tennessee Code Annotated law for “adverse possession” so they just put me up in a hotel until the homeless shelter in town had a room for me. Anyway, I remember reading that book, reading it aloud often. “The problem of space” still haunts me. I’m not homeless now but not quite financially stable so worrying about what will happen to my books, notebooks etc. if I end up having to resort to a quick or forced exodus is something that still resonates quite strongly.

If you enjoy this or my other videos, political rants, narration of short stories and occasionally some guitar pickin’ you can follow me on YouTube. I’m KunstKrieg KinoPix Studios but may be shadowbanned because sometimes even searching for the direct title of my videos along with my channel name I still have to scroll and scroll to find a video if it can even be found without going to my own account and checking the video library there.

Union of Unwanted Minds Roundtable w/ Philip Fairbanks & Others

Ricky Varandas, host of the Ripple Effect podcast, had had me on his show previously. He was kind enough to invite to join the roundtable discussion surrounding Agenda 2030 and the future our cultural engineer oligarchs have been planning for us for years. Since about mid-November just before Thanksgiving I have been winding down a little bit to get some rest for the holidays but now that Christmas weekend is ending, will be time to get back full force. I am still in the midst of working on a barnburner of a follow-up book to Pedogate Primer: the politics of pedophilia. Still conducting interviews, seeking out primary sources, reading books, essays, studies and other secondary sources and taking notes.

I have a loose outline already and hope to be ready to start drafting between Spring and Summer. That will hopefully give me time to gather a few more folders of material from the UCLA Library Dr. Louis Jolyon West special collection as well. Joining me on the roundtable are a number of author authors, podcasters and radio hosts including the host of Skeptiko who I recorded with a couple weeks back and will hopefully be live soon and False Reality Check podcast whose episode with me dropped just a few days ago. Will be adding the couple of interviews I missed over the next few days to catch up and will hopefully be firing up the podcast again now that I’m mostly recovered from the injury and surgery and back to full time work. Check out the audio for the episode below.

https://www.iheart.com/podcast/269-the-union-of-the-unwanted-75162316/episode/union-of-the-unwanted-38-89370258/

You can also see the video of the discussion at Rokfin below

https://rokfin.com/stream/10972/Union-of-the-Unwanted–38–Current-Events

If you would like to hear more check out other podcasts and radio shows in the  interview section. You can get your copy of Pedogate Primer: the politcs of pedophilia for Kindle and it is free to read instantly with a Kindle Unlimited subscription. You can also pick up the paperback from Amazon, Barnes & NobleTarget and Powell’s Books and a few other shops worldwide including Australia, Taiwan and Poland. The audiobook, narrated by myself, was also just released at Audible.com. If you’d like a review copy of the audiobook, contact me through the contact form or email at kafkaguy@gmail.com and I’ll send you a promo code.



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[redacted] Presents Douglas Fairbanks covers Hollywood

During the half a year or so I lived in Burbank, I hooked up with a pop culture publication that covered mainly geek related stuff (comics, anime, etc.). I wrote a couple pieces for them but sadly they said my “style” didn’t fit. Last I checked even the couple pieces they did publish are no longer on the site. Sigh, oh well… Anyway, just now found some of those drafts while going through old files I had saved on a backup drive. In case you’re wondering, yes, while in Hollywood I went by my middle name though surprisingly few people picked up that I share a name with a classic silent film star. But enough with intros, here goes…

Author’s preliminary note: What follows is what will hopefully be the first segment in a continuing series presented by [redacted] wherein which your faithful (and social phobic) narrator braves the dangers of the high seas of high social anxiety to bring back the whole dish (you’ll have to bring your own spoon, then just scoop away). 


(authors secondary preliminary note: It really helps if you read this piece in Robert Evans’ (RIP) voice in your head That’s what I do anyway, I can’t stand my own voice.) 

Part I: Alfred Hitchcock/Twilight Zone art show opening night at the Bearded Lady’s Mystic Museum

So here goes nothing, I guess. Or maybe not, maybe worse than nothing, maybe something that (to paraphrase Metallica by way of Lovecraft by way of Schopenhauer) “that should not be.” Here it is though, the premiere “episode” (oh, don’t worry, I have issues too!) of the tales of an awkward, hayseed rube with a (no longer) famous Hollywood star’s name. This is all by coincidence and on a technicality of course, but regardless, here we go… [redacted] proudly presents? No, that’s not right I don’t speak for [redacted] , I just write for them, ok fine then, “[redacted] presents: Douglas Fairbanks covers Hollywood (and region).” 

Now we can begin at the beginning, but I think we should jump to the middle directly after. So to start where it starts: we pulled in, I noted to my sister Jane how the most unfortunate consequence and inconvenience of covering a show (even worse than digging the grime from under my guitar finger picking nails) is actually making a damn appearance at the thing. I couldn’t have known at the time the foreshadowing inherent in the story I’d relate as I was dropped at the curb under the flag in front of the Bearded Lady’s Mystic Museum in the Magnolia district of the beautiful Burbanks of Hollywood.

I’m digressing already aren’t I… so backstory then story. I’m certain it was the first or second in the “I hate Bonnaroo” series of articles, my coverage of the Bonaroo music and arts festival for Ghettoblaster or Spacelab. Anyways, the story was of the “salem k for hire gig” that I managed to opt into (and as a result, out of, the show). Now don’t get me wrong, I wasn’t paying the salem k for hire. They got press passes and for that I got paid. 

42 minutes though should be just enough time without being in any danger of being too near. Besides it’s the meaning of life, the universe and EVERYTHING according to Douglas Noel Adams and whenever I’m in Burbank or Hollywood I go by my middle name Douglas (making me the third Douglas Fairbanks in Hollywood on a technicality, despite the fact most people don’t remember the first and the ones that remember the first don’t remember the second and I’m no relation except in legal name to either) it seems to fit somehow. 

There’s quite a line though and it’s crawling at a snail’s pace.

Act II

Time lapse: Ext: sitting across the street from the flag to wait out my ride and get at least a bit of distance between myself and “the madding crowd.” It’s 9:02, we’d scheduled our pickup for 9:09 at the flag in front of the Bearded Lady Mystic Museum, unfortunately (or fortunately rather, both for us, the museum and the story) the line was lengthy enough to preclude our entry by our aforementioned pickup time and leaving a shaggy dog story in place of my entry at opening night as sitting outside the show, as fate would have it, would be the show for us this night. Luckily however for any of us within the Magnolia district region for the next two months the Alfred Hitchcock and Twilight Zone art show is only OPENING this slightly chilly Saturday evening. The chill to the air opening night only added to the chilled backdrop as “the line procedure” enacted itself, slowly, horrifyingly in a vicious creep of humans huddled against the perfectly manicured, but still eerily gnarled trees.

ACT III

Somewhere and somehow (and we can’t even blame our penmanship this time) we lost a Frank Zappa reference somewhere in between our equally anxious and excited head and my fumbling fingers. I’ll blame the balancing act I was forced into trying to maintain hold of my little, blue sketchbook and the laptop. The laptop was to keep time so I’d know when my ride was to arrive. More on why I didn’t just bring a cell phone like some kind of sane person in just a bit. 

In between the precarious balancing act and the note taking I was able to get lost in myself somewhat at least but this far from elegant procedure was making me painfully aware of my none-too-swanlike carriage amidst “the beautiful people” of classy, but quaint Burbank. 

After my phone’s Freudian crack (I Freudian dropped it a couple months ago and have Freudian “forgotten” to replace it since as I believe I get beeped and buzzed plenty by way of the laptoblet (it’s a 3 in one, I manage to put up with the top screen since it has a fold-away physical keyboard). If I might digress just a moment, (I know this makes my second major digression at this point, but the sooner I acclimate you to them, the sooner I can stop worrying about indulging myself in them) I personally fear that the touchscreen “technology” will fare us as well as broom technology has. Just think, brooms can’t be much newer than the wheel, but have you ever seen a dustpan that didn’t leave some line (however thin). 

There it was, just the distraction I needed to get my mind off of the space I was taking up in the world (and the inevitable scene that follows) I found just the distraction I needed in the form of a pup sized pup tent outside of Pimp my Pooch (immediately upon seeing this name my mind jumps to Zappa’s live cover of “Call any vegetable” off of Billy the Mountain, specifically to the line in which the Mothers’ chorus queries: “Where can I go to get my poodle clipped in Burbank? At Ralphs vegetarian poodle clipping…” Well now I’ve seen one more thing…

And that was it for the night. Apart, of course, from receiving a pin, commemorative even, and free only to the first 100 to make it in to the show, or at least the first 99 and me. I entrusted my entry fare to some ladies in front of me in the line (specifically earmarked for purchase at the Mystic Museum, but they looked trustworthy). Ah, but the night was still young, even if I didn’t feel as young as I evidently look. 

To be continued in part II

Petition to help kai the hitchhiker

Caleb McGillvary, better known as Kai the Hitchhiker, needs your help. Kai was accused of killing the alleged rapist who he purports drugged him. Former lawyer, John Galfy, had a history of picking up drifters and for whatever reason his brother, a former sherriff, was allowed to visit the crime scene during which time evidence of Kai being drugged disappeared when cups were run through a washing machine. For whatever reason, the fact that the alleged rapist died with blood and semen on his genitals doesn’t enter most mainstream reports of the case.

During the investigation phase police also refused to run a rape kit on Kai. They did however run a rape kit on the deceased, the alleged rapist himself. This allowed them to do a quick bait and switch with prosecution saying they did indeed run a rape kit which came back inconclusive with no signs of rape. In New Jersey, not only is lethal force authorized to prevent a rape in progress but refusing a rape victim services such as running a rape kit is a crime.

As it turns out there were multiple crimes committed during the investigation, detention and the trial itself. Once again, for whatever reasons these details don’t appear in most mainstream news coverage. Ample eviidence of all these facts and more are available via the documents released in discovery related to the investigation, interviews with witnesses, crime scene photos and other hard facts.

At this point, Kai is in the midst of an appeal but is hoping to improve his chances of successful certiorari priorati by way of having amicus briefs filed on his behalf. You can help by signing the petition at Change.org

For more background on this case, check out my previous reporting and stay tuned as this case is still in development and should be sharing some exclusive scoops related to the story very soon.

Pedogate Primer Interview for Resistance Recovery

The latest promotional interview for Pedogate Primer: the politics of pedophilia was just released. I spoke with Piers Kaniuka, a podcast host and addiction recovery counselor this weekend about several topics from the book and we also ended up chatting about several other topics related to everything from Iran-Contra to the Opium Wars to CIA meddling with counterculture movements from abstract expressionism to the hippie music scene.
Piers has spoken to some amazing guests including one of my favorite researchers Douglas Valentine author of CIA As Organized Crime, Hotel Tacloban and The Phoenix Project, definitely check out his site Resistance Recovery for more of his excellent interviews. The audio only version should be available at Audible and several podcast repository sites in the next few days.

Our recorded conversation goes on for an hour and a half then we spent another 45 minutes or so just chatting after the show ended. Definitely looking forward to doing the show again when my next book comes out. Speaking of, I hint at what I’m working on next in the interview. Due to the spinal injury in January that I just had surgery to fix, I ended up having to put all the projects I was in the midst of on hold but hope to have the next book ready to edit early 2022 and fingers crossed will be ready to publish by Spring of next year.

If you would like to hear more check out other podcasts and radio shows in the  interview section. You can get your copy of Pedogate Primer: the politcs of pedophilia for Kindle and it is free to read instantly with a Kindle Unlimited subscription. You can also pick up the paperback from Amazon, Barnes & NobleTarget and Powell’s Books and a few other shops worldwide including Australia, Taiwan and Poland. The audiobook, narrated by myself, was also just released at Audible.com. If you’d like a review copy of the audiobook, contact me through the contact form or email at kafkaguy@gmail.com and I’ll send you a promo code.

lEARNING TO WALK AGAIN

Well, I had my first follow-up with the surgeon. Apparently there are still some minor balance and reflex issues which are a sign that my spinal cord is still healing. I was prescribed agmatine which I had previously taken as a nootropic supplement. Hopefully it and the b vitamins and Chinese skullcap will help with the nerve regeneration. These videos are from while I was still getting my bearings back and just doing a little walking and some minor aerobics and stair steps really wore me out. I’m making sure to get some exercise and walking done each day in the meantime though.

Meanwhile, in a couple weeks I am supposed to get another x ray and see how things look from there. Hopefully then will be able to get rid of the cervical collar once and for all. Just being able to walk around has been amazing though. Here’s some short clips from the physical therapy while I was still in the hospital. I am not supposed to lift over five pounds for now and then in about a week need to keep it under 25 lbs for a couple weeks but hopefully after that should be able to get back to normal activities. Just being able to climb stairs and walk at a normal to brisk pace has been so amazing.

Speaking of amazing, since I can finally sit up and type again that means some of the writing projects I had to put on the back burner in January are finally going to be back in the works as well, so stay tuned…

Pedogate Primer on How to Kill a Sacred Cow Podcast

Big thanks to Jay Henehan with How to Kill a Sacred Cow podcast for inviting me on the show. We ended up talking about a lot of topics that were tangential to those in the book. I also mentioned some of my current research projects.

If you would like to hear more check out other podcasts and radio shows in the  interview section. You can get your copy of Pedogate Primer: the politcs of pedophilia for Kindle and it is free to read instantly with a Kindle Unlimited subscription. You can also pick up the paperback from Amazon, Barnes & NobleTarget and Powell’s Books and a few other shops worldwide including Australia, Taiwan and Poland. The audiobook, narrated by myself, was also just released at Audible.com. If you’d like a review copy of the audiobook, contact me through the contact form or email at kafkaguy@gmail.com and I’ll send you a promo code.