Wednesday, October 31, 2018

Guitars Take Trips, But They Ain't No Piano

(Blah, blah, blah. There was text here, but I cut it, need it for something else. Summary: a guitar works in a limited way for a singer and musician who loves the piano, but better than nothing, and my guitar went from London to Damascus to Bahrain to Santa Monica and Seattle.)



And now I'm blaming you because I don't have a piano or a house in which to play it. Try and make sense of that.



(Meanwhile, tomorrow is the first day of November and NaNoWriMo, so I'll be busy writing 225 pages of the next book over the month and this is likely the last post for a bit.)



#Bahrain #NaNoWriMo

Tuesday, October 30, 2018

Speedy Retirement for Shaikh Khalifa in November

Golly, I hope it's true, no matter the catalyst, that Uncle Khalifa will finally be retired in November as the longest-serving member of the Al Khalifa dictatorship. He won't need the golden parachute or a new gold watch as he's probably stashed a substantial portion of Bahrain's wealth into Swiss and Lichtenstein banks. 

His departure is the best gift to Bahrain imaginable if you don't replace him with his two shadows, the Khawalids, but with the (supposedly) more agreeable Salman.

I have a lot to say about him in the book that I'm planning to finish next month in the annual NaNoWriMo sprint to complement the one that I wrote last November. Every day that I write a paragraph, a page, a chapter or more, I bless the many diaries that I wrote and kept and you've been unable to steal, despite the Major's attempt in my old London flat. For just one example, I'd like you to think back to the threats Uncle made to me in the Mayfair Dorchester when I was 18. You heard them, all wrapped in honey, Sherry Brandy and talk about your destiny. I wrote them down.

I wish him well.




#Bahrain #KhalifabinSalmanAlKhalifa #PrimeMinisterShaikhKhalifa #Dorchester #London #NaNoWriMo #NaNoWriMo2018 

Tuesday, October 23, 2018

Stop Defending Mohammed bin Salman Al Saud

You need a new plan. 

You have defended in public the prince who orchestrated the gruesome torture and killing of Jamal Khashoggi. You've seen the pathetic and numerous responses of the Kingdom of Silence and Gold, and you know they are bull shit. (You're very familiar with cover-ups of political murders, but that's not the point today.)

The depth to which you've sunk in the slime of Mohammed bin Salman bin Abdulaziz Al Saud's depravity is stunning, to defend a sadistic, egomaniacal killer. He deserves no defense whatsoever. 

I know you've changed. I didn't recognize the man I loved when I saw you the last time. I truly wonder if you hate yourself for the man you've become, submissive to the killer prince.

You have the opportunity of a lifetime to redeem yourself right now, to stop being complicit in the cover-up and in the dirty ongoing wars. You could start with one step.

You could do it. You could get out of the fucking Al Saud slime. You can refuse to do Bonesaw's bidding, starting with no more gag-inducing P.R. for him. Again, he deserves no defense whatsoever.

I know that Trump is still defending Bonesaw while saying the cover-up is atrocious. Trump and his Jewish backers need Bonesaw for the anti-Palestinian, anti-Iran crusade and you know it. There's other military, economic and political reasons too numerous for here explaining why the U.S. and Al Sauds and Mohammed bin Zayed hold hands, dirty hands. You know all that, too.

I know that Bahrain has its hands out for cash from the Al Sauds and some of the U.A.E. sheikhs, and like Trump, for you it's all about the money. You will get it eventually, you have some leverage, but you could cancel the unneeded arms sales since Bahrain doesn't need to buy its U.S. protection. Remember? We pay your government for basing and facilities, we pay to upgrade them and have our own forces and material to protect. We're not leaving. So cancel those orders, use the funds wisely. You've got an opportunity right now -- while you look like a dirty, stinking, wet lapdog in front of the whole island -- to find and fund the most widely urgent project. Make amends!

You could ask Uncle Khalifa to return some of his corrupt gains since he seems to have got the lion's share. You, as the head of the family, could ask them all to start giving back instead of taxing non-family in more numerous ways every year. You could "find" funds buried in a budget somewhere to cover those returned by family since I know you won't do it openly. 

You can then wait for bigger financial help from your fellow dictators until Bonesaw is executed as he deserves under Sharia law.  Only the Khashoggi's could spare his life or the lives of those men who followed Bonesaw's orders via cellphone, Skype, WhatsApp or extra-sensory perception. They should not show him a bit of mercy. Khashoggi's life is the only life of thousands which Mohammed bin Salman has taken in Yemen and for which it seems possible he may be held accountable and face justice. 

Stop kissing the killer's ass, please. It's not a good look for you.



#MohammedBinSalman #JamalKhashoggi #MohammedBoneSawMan #ShariaLaw

Thursday, October 18, 2018

DNA

I finally did one of the well-known DNA tests and am allowing the publication of results. There was nothing surprising in them, all European.

My daughter has agreed to do the same, but hers should be half European and half Arab. 

Have you done a DNA test? If you haven't, will you please do one and allow the results to be made public?

Have a lovely day.

#DNA

Update 8/23/19
Thank you for asking (alleged) oldest son to do the DNA test, at least I assume that's how it happened when he told her to use an alias for the test, too. 

I don't think that I was ever more grateful in my life than a couple weeks ago when the results came in and I found out that she does not have a lying, bonesaw-loving, murderous dictator for a father. It's ironic as Hell that I lied to you about the seminal matter during the "confession" you wrought from me, telling Johnson later that almost everything that I told you was true, but that you would discover the big lie if you'd taped the conversation and heard my hesitancy in answering that critical question.

Of course I wish that I'd not relied upon the doctors (two different doctors, the first in Bahrain and the second in London) for the due date. I also wish that I hadn't convinced myself that you were the father of my child, most likely based on my desire (and plan) to have your child because I'd loved you for so long, even though I knew you would not like it. I truly thought that I'd be leaving the island before you found out and had no plan to tell you. The fact that you "recognize a pregnant mare" when you see one and that you saw me at the race track gate the day your new track opened, driving your car with the then crown price of Morocco, put paid to my plan to leave with my pregnancy undetected. Your summons was quick.

Of course, you had no idea that I'd previously been threatened by Ali and the dire situation I found myself in after my "non-coerced confession" was signed and witnessed in the U.S. Consulate. My guess is that you still don't, but Khalid the monster fixed that on my way through his office after exiting yours with his announce that Ali had murdered his first wife in Morocco. 

So, the matter is still sticky, but the relief that you are not related to my child is consoling. Ali has no idea, especially as he didn't believe that he was the father, the reason for his threat that he couldn't be responsible for what he'd do if I named him.

My escape was good because of that confession, but my fear -- that you'd take my child and cause her to spend her life in Arabia or harm her -- only ended recently, with the DNA news.

I didn't believe the person claiming to be your number one son was the same person in touch with my daughter. Why? Because he never made an attempt to meet her in person. Now I've changed my mind since he suggested they will meet when she returns to Britain. Of course it could be more Al Khalifa lies and promises, but the DNA news is not a lie.