Currently, any lawyer who bucks the system or even talks about it is disbarred instantly.

I did not go looking for the Masons. They found me when they decided to use me as a scapegoat, knowingly having me convicted of fraud that they knew I was not guilty of. The whole story would turn your stomach, and has been eliminated from by biography for that reason. Many have been unjustly convicted of crimes accidentally, but I was intentionally unjustly convicted, losing a business worth $20 million in today's money. As an intentional and not accidental victim of the legal system, I indict the Justice System itself, which is worthy of my disrespect for being the piece-of-shit that it is. The Masons victimized me dearly, and that continues to this day. I have sought a settlement, but even a billion dollars would not be enough for this Obstruction of Justice. I do not have enough time left in my life for anything they could possibly give me in payment.

The Freemasons are the PUNK street gang that has its graffiti on the backside of the dollar bill, and their strong-arm boys call themselves the FBI. J. Edgar Hoover's G-Men. I've written this before, but as bad as the bad guys are, the "good guys" are far worse. Another phrase for the Masons is the "Good Olde Boys".

John Kitchin, Ancient Greece's "Plenne the Elder" regarding the fall of the United States. (If you do not believe this you are very rich, very brainwashed, very stupid, or combinations.)

Conspiracy Theory? Anyone using those words is a lunatic, hypnotized, or they are part of this mafia, trying to cover things up. There is no conspiracy, just how all governments have always been run. You either know that, or you are extremely stupid.

The largest problem the Masons have is that members give false intelligence information to aid their own personal futures. A good Mason says that his hardware store opponent (competitor) across the street is selling dope, so there is an effort by undercover agents to buy some there. Not being able to buy any, because he does not sell any, they continue to believe their fellow Mason. At some point they give up, and instead haveAthe hardware store opponent convicted of murder, rape, child molestation, or worse. They call this "Justice". This results in prisons full of innocent people. Happened to me, twice, just this way.

In my initial case, the Mason who lied to the group was eventually murdered by them in a hospital, Milwaukee City Councilman Terry Cullen. He had his wife, TV news reporter Gale Garbarino run an article about my supposedly evil furnace repair business. The Jewish Mafia (Better Business Bureau) helped convict me and fabricate evidence. The media blitz "Furnace Scam" was actually a scam itself! (Technically a "hoax".) Since that time, expert witnesses who testified against me at my trial have come to me to apologize for lying under oath.

Two expert witnesses were to testify on my behalf, but backed out at the last minute, saying they were threatened. My lawyer, Robert S. Sosnay, knew about all that, and even more sordid information such as jury tampering and bribery, but told me that I could not persue that avenue, because, "I want to continue to practice law after your trial is over." At least he was honest about it. I was formerly a police detective, and found wiretaps on my telephone lines, a shotgun mike eavesdropping system across the street, and way more. I generally figured that I had nothing to hide, plus we do not intentionally convict people unjustly. Very wrong.

Getting back to the expert witnesses who lied under oath, I very much know how that is. Years earlier, as a police detective, the District Attorney asked me to lie about evidence in a specific case. I refused to lie, which is how all this started. I will someday get into what happened in the burglary of Hank's Pub, on Milwaukee's South Side, and why I was asked to lie as an expert witness. In the end, I had to get out of the police business, so I went into Heating and Air Conditioning instead. Cops who fail to lie are forced out, but I did not know that they are also sent to prison!

So, who is the brainless knob who did not understand how all this would come out? You say it has not, even now, 30 years later? Point made. The bigger hole the Masons dig for themselves the more difficult to dig them out. They did not know who and what I was? I didn't either, and that is a great point. I was naive. I believed in the law, religion, the truth of the news media, and all that, until one day the media started to lie about me, and the lies continued. I was very upset, especially because something I held sacred had been compromised. I always depended upon the television news to tell me what was going on, and what I needed to know.

I do have family in the media, and my uncle Ray Engelhart of WITI-TV6 in Milwaukee eventually showed me a thing or two about the news media. They were the CBS affiliate at the time, and he ran the station as Controller. That made him, essentially, the Executive Producer (financial overseer), but not the Station Manager.

Armed now with the knowledge that not everything is so rosy, I went on to learn about our corrupt legal system, found out that most people in our jails are innocent, just like they claim to be, and I eventually made a mistake, too. I sought solstice in faith and Jesus. I joined the choir at Gesu Church, on the campus of Marquette University, Milwaukee, Wisconsin. Bad mistake. It did not end well, but years later it ended with my becoming gnostic. A very unauthorized, disgruntled, and often-raped-by-the-process, losing everything, gnostic. I became a religious victim in the process, and write about that on Gesu Page, NZ9F.com/Gesu.

I didn't even have any friends for years because they heard what a scoundrel I was on TV. I went to get a muffler on my car, and the shop owner refused to do business with me, citing my being such a criminal. The things that happened fill nineteen thousand pages!

My Experiences with the Masons

I originally drew the ire of the Knights Templar back in 1970 when I pushed for less-ridiculous marijuana laws. I was never an advocate of legalization, just reason. I do not use marijuana. Back then, the State of Texas gave people Life Imprisonment for the posession of a single marijuana seed. Hard to believe nowadays. Call me a visionary? I call me that on Home Page, in my intro. Anyway, I got placed on the Mason Do Not Hire List, and so had to earn a living thru self-employment my entire life. I was also prohibited from going to graduate school in a conventional way, but circumvented that, too. I was listed as an undergraduate. I took graduate courses. I did doctoral-level research in psychology, and that is actually on my "undergraduate" record.

My company, Home Police Co. (residential), also known as Milwaukee Alarm Co. (businesses), paid my way thru college, with help from my parents. It was a police agency, which protected homes and businesses with silent alarm systems, guard services, and all typesof investigations, mostly burglary and holdup. As the Chief Detective, I carried a loaded .357 magnum most of the time, despite having long hair and a beard, plus scruffy clothes. I had to not look like a cop. If you ever saw the television show "Dog the Bounty Hunter", well, that was my format. It worked well for me, because the hippie down the block had no problem telling me what he saw. I was myself conservative as all shit. Don't tell anybody. Bad for the undercover police business. Let's smoke a joynt, and tell me all about that half a ton of heroin for sale. Great stuff, you say? Let's see it.

Eventually there was a push (probably my appearance!) to put me out of business, which involved my refusal to lie under oath for District Attorney E. Michael McCann as an expert witness. I left the police biz, selling out to a Mormon (John Black) for peanuts. That, I know now, was their plan all along. I switched jobs to the heating and air conditioning business, since I was already an expert at very complex wiring, both radio-television and alarm systems. I knew nothing about the sheet metal business, but those guys are easy to hire. I did engineering.

I got befriended by a Mormon named James Ross Ossoinik, who worked for a competing heating company (Northwest Heating and Home Improvements, in Milwaukee's Bay View community), and he wanted to become a salesman for me. Around 1980, I started to sell furnaces. I also started to use cocaine, which I learned while studying pharmacy and psychopharmacology might help me with an emotional problem I was having. My use was therapeutic, too, objectively. I suffer from ADD, Attention Deficit Disorder, and cocaine does not even make me "high", or euphoric, as a result. I learned that in classes taught by Dr. Khalil Khavari, professor at the University of Wisconsin - Milwaukee. True, too, at least in me.

Cocaine never made me high, just made me highly functional as a human being for the first time in many years. I actually had a normal sex drive, for one thing. Imagine that! There were, however, issues of Depression, so cocaine does not fix absolutely everything in ADD. Right about that point, Rice-Blake Real Estate Management decided to kick me out of luxury apartments in my hometown of Greenfield, Wisconsin, a suburb of Milwaukee. I went from Piccadilly Trace to a derelict tenement in West Allis, a less-prestigious suburb. I did not know it, but I had made it onto the Mason Do Not House List.

My new address, 6505 W. Greenfield Avenue, West Allis, was occupied by derelict drug addicts, a strip club, and much more of the same nearby. Bad neigborhood, high-crime, downtown in a working-class city. I was not permitted to rent any residence, but I lucked out as I was trying to rent a business, and so I lived in my business for several years. I established a telemarketing business, and sold new furnaces, repairs, and maintenance. I hired down-and-out people and the neighborhood was full of them. I was basically Goodwill Industries, of a sort. Much more avante-garde, however. Picture an internet pioneer, the sort that has a huge swimming pool in his office, instead in the Homeless Advocacy business.

I continued using cocaine, the only thing keeping me from becoming a hypnotized basket-case, sometimes with low levels of alcohol such as half a can of low-alcohol beer. The two helped straighten out my ADD head enough to be highly effective. Zany, yes, and look at my humor today, which was the same back then. Zany is me. I did't know it, but my ADD all along was because I was way over the maximum limit of human blood and semen that had been secretly added to my food since grade school. I knew nothing about any of this.

I actually had telemarketing people who were gnostic secretly feeding me their blood and semen in my own office, making my ADD worse, and increasing both my cocaine and alcohol use to compensate. Not being gnostic, I was an easy target. About this time, there was even false information given to the Masons that I was gay. Never been so. I worked as a male escort in college, and I was very handsome, but female clients only. Never had sex with a man, and the idea is not in my future, but I do support the struggle gay people have. I certainly wouldn't want anybody forcing me to be gay, so how can I ask any of them to be straight?

I would end up losing my family, all my friends (ADD people do not form friends easily), my job, my place to live, and mostly my life, just by being accused of wrongdoing very publicly and in a media blitz. Never mind that I was guilty of none of it. It has never gotten better to this day, once the media hype hit. This is critical, because I have estimated my damages at over a billion dollars.

ADD, of course, is caused by ingestion of too much human blood and semen, lifetime. Going to Holy Communion daily for many years in Catholic grade school, I actually suspected at age 10 or so that there was some sort of a drug that caused obedience involved. By age 14, I was an atheist, but knew nothing about my having been right all along. I reasoned that if the eucharist was an obedience drug, then the whole system of religion was lies and Satanic, not just ministers helping people and telling their truths.

My regular (non-psychiatric) doctor asked for my psych diagnosis, and this is it: ADD (Attention Deficit Disorder) caused by prolonged and repeated abuse spiritually, (the medical technical term, ingestion of human blood and semen, rather than the religious word.) Lifetime huge infection of DNA from other people since age 8. Caused systemic developmental disability, and is technically terminal (suicide).

Treatable palleatively, but this is an area of research that is forbidden out of respect for the religious profession. As a result, treatment must go outside of all known and published studies and research, necessarily. My comments:

I went into psychology as a part of the future influencing the past, perhaps. It appears now that even UW-Milwaukee realized it. Explaining medical spirituality to me, which I argue that they should have done, may not have helped my case in development (I was badly damaged), but would have enabled me to have more time in my life that is of use to me. It cost me 20 years wasted, from 1970 to 1990. The question is not whether ADD is caused by abusive medical spirituality. The question is to whether that is its ONLY cause. If so, that would at last indicate both a causation and a remedy for this unknown disease.

This results in my Orders as Pagan Bishop, that you teach your children how that all works, before the age of 5 or 6. Because of the wrongs done to me, I have called the Masons a street gang that uses addiction to human love instead of heroin to control its members. That would appear only too true.

Attention Deficit Disorder, ADD, is in its extremes the inability to relate to other human beings on an emotional level. The inability to bond, feel love, or give love. In lesser doses of ingestion of human DNA, its only cause, the person is scatter-brained, absent-minded, and said to be "their own worst enemy". You cannot pay attention, because paying attention spends or "burns" love, and you do not have any. The "vampires" have sucked all of your love out of you (see Gnosis, NZ9F.com/Gnosis.) So, your thinking and concentration drop off. Often there are underlying self-destructive tendencies, subconsciously. ADD is a disease of affect, emotion. Root word of affection is affect, as in love. To be stricken with this disease is to be emotionally castrated. To be intentionally sticken is the worst abomination of human behavior imaginable.

Added Feb. 22, 2012: When unjustly convicted of Felony Fraud in 1982 thru 1984, three members of my jury were heating and air conditioning competitors. A jury of my peers, for sure, but they had a vested interest in my being put out of business. I only know that because I functioned as a Member of the Bar when preparing legal cases for inmates in Wisconsin, and asked for my own case records. I could have thrown them into the trash, losing them forever, but I did not. I wear my unjust conviction proudly, as an example of how truly evil and corrupt the system is. I requested a pardon, twice, denied, but will never again do that. My trial itself was fraudulent, not my behavior.

Somebody needs to run this by Hon. Fran Wasielewski in Milwaukee, who was my attorney for years until being charged herein. I could not use him as a lawyer, because he had recently become a judge. If I had him for a lawyer, likely none of this would have ever happened.

As it sits, I seek to have the Masons found to be a terrorist group, like they are considered in Mexico, and to have their funds siezed and members monitored as enemy agents. That would help end government corruption a whole bunch.

Added Feb. 24, 2012. One of the times I almost got apprehended as a scapegoat is an interesting story. Around 1987, I had just finished a week of installing a huge heating and air conditioning system for one of Milwaukee's suburban police chiefs, and took off for a weekend of camping in Northern Wisconsin. Three hours into a five hour drive, I needed sleep and could find no rest areas. I pulled over in front of a rural home, and slept. I got woke up by the police, who accused me of killing a little girl there a day earlier. The lady who lived in the home even identified me as the culprit. Fortunately, I had been with a whole lot of cops a day earlier, who were playing cards while I installed the Chief's furnace. They had to let me go, but the police who arrested me that day said, "It's sad when people like you get away with murder." They did not believe my story, nor even the Chief and his men.

Regarding my difficulties with the Masons and other Mafias, what happens now is that Society gets punished for its crimes, I suppose. I have argued that punishment of society itself is inappropriate, because there is too much collateral damage. Restitution would be sufficient punishment for those crimes committed against myself. As this will all likely get ignored, well, it is not my call to have a city vaporized, or all of the communications satellites fall to earth, or nerve gas killing millions. It would be inappropriate for me to be involved at all, nor call any shots there. The point, however, is that society will still owe restitution, even after it receives whatever punishment is handed out. I seek to make any punishment unnecessary and do not wish harm. Call that a plea bargain. I do not look forward to any of this. I clean things up.

Feb. 25, 2012 Preliminary findings of GB are that I am within my rights here, there is no court of law that would be appropriate, and they will help get justice. I am arguing for no punishment, just restitution. Since that will almost certainly not happen, that means punishment will occur. And, after punishment, restitution would still be due, but I will actually be blamed for the punisment, making restitution even less likely. That results in another round of punishment. We apes are so stupid that it is a wonder we still exist. Wise up, guys. I am only asking for what would have happened without your interference.

The whole thought of the Gnostic Brotherhood operating as a terrorist group, like the Masons do, frightens the piss out of me. I have been careful never to speak of how we communicate, lest Al Quaeda or other terrorists learn something important.

TO BE CONTINUED. I need to recover emotionally after writing a chapter of this.