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130103.1. This is a note to my little brother, Kenneth Kiraly of Menlo Park, said to be the architect of the Amazon Kindle.

This note, in draft form, was originally intended to be part of a letter to my attorney. I decided to write to Kenneth as I composed the letter and reflected on the joy that the Kiralys have brought me for 50 years and how they managed to reach new heights of kindness and integrity in 2012.

NOTE TO KENNETH KIRALY OF AMAZON LAB126

This note is for Kenneth Kiraly, the one who's worked at Amazon Lab126. The Kindle architect. The baby I taught to walk. The boy I taught to drive a car. The abuse victim that I injured myself for. The young man I taught to code in 'C'. The coder I hired for his first job. The startuper I invested in. The sponge who lived with me rent-free for years. But I digress.

Kenneth, I haven't been forbidden to address you. But I trust you understand why I didn't send you a Christmas Card in 2012. I skipped the October 18 birthday card as well. 49 years old now, right? 2013 will be 50. The Big One.

Have you looked back over your life, little brother? Proud of yourself? Pleased to stroll down Memory Lane?

I have copies of everything, Kenny. It goes with the territory in legal actions. The note you sent them where you listed network accesses and wondered if it was me... it wasn't. The speculation was unnecessary. You could have just asked me.

If it had been me, Ken, you know damn well that you wouldn't have seen me. By the way, Michael Bonetto, that is simply an irritated remark related to the fact that Kenneth should have known better. Go ahead and bring up the pathetic “Amazon Hacking” claims. You haven't given me anything new and embarrassing to Hoge Fenton this week.

I'm looking forward to hearing more about the “Amazon Hacking” issue. Why hasn't Kenneth told you the truth? Or has he told you, Michael, in which case I've got you for Abuse of Process?

Ken, the “not asking” part goes to the heart of the matter. Bob was an object to the Kiralys. Not somebody to be asked. Or even spoken to. To speak to him, to acknowledge him as human... that would be to acknowledge what had happened.

Do I have this right? If not, educate me. It's for the books. You can rest assured that we'll come back to the questions involved.

Tom never even asked me not to phone him. And you... I never even reached you. Instead, you lied. And I had to listen to Grace ranting about how your wife, Virginia, was “frightened”. Frightened. Feh.

This matter is going to be aired and settled, Kenneth. Thoroughly. There is no hiding the truth any longer. I believe that you know this.

And your father, James... You know, the one you weren't frightened of and Bob was. I don't think we'll “go there” right now. But I'll say that Bob didn't deserve any of it. And that the Kiraly Cases were probably a bad idea.

What were James and Tom thinking, Ken? That I'd evaporate? Idiots. Even if I lose Long Cause, this accomplishes none of James Kiraly's goals except possibly to bankrupt me.

And to annoy me, of course.

By the way, you made a reference in communications to the others that seemed to question whether I'd had significant site traffic. Let's talk numbers sometime. Care to guess the current annualized traffic for a blog that has barely started to take shape? Excluding bots, of course.

If the blog is taken down, don't worry. The books will continue. More than one now. The thing is, James can't actually stop them. Your input on the works is requested. Oh, wait. I said the same thing to your mother Grace in 2011 and got hit with all of this.

Well, we'll see. James has had all of those strokes. I'd prefer that he relax and take his last years easy. If he wishes to spend his remaining time on a vendetta of hate against his oldest surviving son, though, it's up to him.

Regarding the “oldest surviving son” issue, Ken, is it true that James didn't know the full story about the others? I'd like to confirm the full story myself but the one person I'd trust to tell the truth, Anatol, is dead.

Anatol was a good deal nicer than any of the Kiralys. It's a pity that he's gone. That the Kmeta name is wiped out. But Tom and you wouldn't care about that, would you? Hey, wasn't Tom filing a CLETS based on Ivan's religious books a hoot? Your grandfather isn't crying right now, No Sir!

I'd make a remark about Christians here. But, actually, I've met some now. Did you know that there are genuine Christians out there? Not Cardboard Christians like James, Grace, Thomas, and you. I'm referring to people who help people. There are Christ Followers. Those with a conscience. The name of one of my blog domains is not a coincidence.

At any rate, you and Tom and I will have plenty of time to work things out in productive and useful ways. Decades. I look forward to it.

Say, Ken, are you any of the odd characters I've met in IRC this year? Or do you know them? Perhaps the one who seemed to be associated with Amazon? The one who was especially exercised about my birthday? Who told me to kill myself and exactly how to do it?

130103.2. A random visitor stopped by one of my IRC channels on Thursday. To be clear, he was perfectly Random. Surely there is no special meaning to my remark.

<OldCoder> I have Pie written on my head in red ink
<OldCoder> IIRC SeeksALoop put it there
<OldCoder> To remind me
<OldCoder> That I must get some apple pie soon
<SeeksALoop> Why yes, yes i did.
<OldCoder> Thank you
<OldCoder> I will obey
<OldCoder> and get pie soon
<fandom245> don't eat too much

130103.3. This is a letter that I sent to my attorney on Thursday 130103. Minor edits have been made. For example, the photos are new to this copy.

Iohannes, this letter is intended respectfully. And I'm aware that you're busy catching up after your trip. But it's time to clarify things.

As far as action items go, send me the First Amendment note which is discussed below plus any associated communications between you and Michael Bonetto or other parties.

BOTTOM LINE

Proceed as I've instructed in recent letters. They explain what I wish to do. I've left Tracie voicemail regarding payment. Take the steps I've listed or indicate what will be done when.

NOT NORMAL CASES

It's time to put the usual process aside. The process where two sides are expected to pay large amounts of money to bark at each other and then quietly leave.

“Woof! Woof! Meow! Bark! Now go away.”

This may not happen in the Kiraly Cases. It looks as though we'll need to take down Michael Bonetto of Hoge Fenton, my father James Kiraly, and my brother Thomas Kiraly. By the way, Michael, don't even bother trying to misrepresent the words “take down”. You've done enough to make a laughing stock of yourself already.

More than enough, actually, Michael. Regardless of what happens in Long Cause. You're aware of this, aren't you?

No? Michael, if I read one letter correctly, you asked me to take down your own company's website. Brilliant. I'm not referring to your attempts to take down *my* content though that was foolish too. There are other missteps but the crown jewels are in the original paperwork. I look forward to having the time to annotate every page. And to review your other cases.

Now: James Kiraly of Pismo Beach is an abuser. Oh, “He Said She Said” ? Actually, no. Michael Bonetto's Demands for Production and Interrogatories will be posted publicly when time permits. If I remember correctly, Michael has made demands related to James's treatment of my mother Grace. But I don't recall a word in recent documents that contests the other part.

Why is that, Michael? Tell us. Inquiring Minds Want to Know!

It's not a subject that I discussed much publicly until James suggested by filing CLETS that he was in physical danger from me. His autistic victim who lives hundreds of miles away, is sometimes in a wheelchair, and has not, unlike James, engaged in serious physical violence against family members.

All of this to stop a book. The book that wasn't even going to focus on James. The point, though, is... James is REDACTED. Now that he's started this, there isn't much that he can do to cover things up.

The other side did try to cover things up. They demanded that I pay $5,000 for each phone call that I made to third parties. Including, I gather, phone calls to news media and advocacy groups. Did I misunderstand that part? But it isn't going to fly. I'm going to phone both for years to come. And I'm certainly not going to pay $5,000 per call for the privilege.

As far as Michael Bonetto goes, his work is slipshod. I wouldn't recommend Michael to future Hoge Fenton clients. And Thomas Kiraly of Humana Corporation... he never even showed me the respect of asking me not to call him,

It's all quite odd. They aren't even making specific allegations. I don't recall any specific allegations against me that are significant. If there *are* any specific allegations that are significant, I've probably got these people for perjury and Abuse of Process.

Possibly criminal conspiracy as well. Isn't that a felony?

Regardless, James Kiraly is vulnerable. I'm pretty sure that all three of these people are REDACTED in the long run regardless of Long Cause. I'm not sure about Kenneth Kiraly yet. I believe that Kenneth has left himself open but additional research is called for.

HOGE FENTON AND KIRALY CASE SITES

Iohannes, you've implied that in the absence of any actual allegations against me they're going to focus on my sites. You are to send me exactly what Michael Bonetto has said about this, if anything.

And you are to write me a note regardless that I can take to First Amendment attorneys, First Amendment advocacy groups, and the press.

Explain the basis for your remarks about this subject. Disclose all communications that are relevant. Add a note that summarizes the First Amendment part for others. As my sites are apparently important, I am insistent.

In Long Cause, you are not to be apologetic about the sites. You are, to the contrary, to respond vigorously to Hoge Fenton's planned assault on the First Amendment. Hoge Fenton seeks to help an abuser, James Kiraly of Pismo Beach, not only suppress a lawful and appropriate book but punish the temerity of lawful and appropriate sites related to the firm's questionable and possibly illegal activities. Don't tell me that you can't fight this.

THINK OUTSIDE THE BOX

Additionally, don't tell me that we can't turn up the heat on these people who may have committed actual prosecutable crimes. Or that we can't do this at a reasonable cost to me.

Iohannes, you've spoken to me about how you've tried to obtain a settlement. You've suggested that I should be patient. But the so- called settlement, again and again, has been the same thing. They want more than the original orders. They want to bar consensual interaction with third parties. They want to stop the book.

I will never agree to any of this. I explained it quite clearly on the first day: I will not stop working on my book. Actually, multiple books now.

The only way out is through. I've listed specific steps in recent letters. You are instructed to proceed.

As a related point, you've talked about how expensive litigation could get. But it may not need to be that way. If sufficient publicity can be arranged the situation may evolve. Don't fight me on things like talking to line producers, calling child abuse prevention organizations, filing civil, criminal, or administrative charges against these people, etc.

ADDRESSING HOGE FENTON

These are not normal cases. I believe Michael Bonetto is aware of this. His heart can't be in the Kiraly Cases. Additionally, it's difficult to understand why the higher ups at Hoge Fenton have allowed things to go this far.

An abuser, James Kiraly of Pismo Beach, hires one of Hoge Fenton's rising young stars to stop lawful and appropriate research related to a book.

So far, so good. All in a day's work. But Michael Bonetto, the star in question who shines so brightly one must shield the eyes, crafts documents that, as I've said in the past, are so incompetent that they practically drool on the floor.

Seriously, what were Michael and James thinking when they brought Thomas Kiraly, Vice President of Humana, into the situation? Ordered Thomas, weak-willed fool that he is, to repeat a detailed story that not only didn't involve Thomas at all but had the deficiency of containing zero factual content? Cited my attempt to give books of religious poetry by my grandfather, Ivan Kmeta, to my younger brother as an example of extortion?

This was supposed to double the effectiveness of James Kiraly's false and fraudulent actions. But I think it was halved instead.

And Kenneth Kiraly, apparently the architect of the Amazon Kindle... I'll have things to say about his role in the future.

Puddles of saliva. This reminds me. Michael Bonetto, I keep my promises. Every page goes public over time. Hundreds of pages. Yes, the voicemail transcripts too. You're proud of your work, right? You're therefore delighted to hear this.

I trust you'd like your efforts to appear at the top of Google. As a gesture of our friendship, I'll try to see to it.

By the way, Michael, I hope to annotate more of your cases over time as well. May I have the case numbers please? And you don't object to interviews related to your biography, do you? The biography is important as I need to understand why you've made such odd decisions.

Addressing Hoge Fenton shareholders, is this the type of case that is going to add shine to your reputations? Or would it be more appropriate to modify the spelling of “shine” and reduce the word to four letters?

130102.1. The photo below shows Grace Kiraly in mid-life. She looks younger than her age. Always did. She attributes this to diet and exercise. She is probably correct.

Grace is sitting at the “bar” that separated the kitchen and dining areas at the Kiraly family's Walnut Creek, California residence.

Walnut Creek is where LittleCoder, his brothers, Kevin King and his brother Kern, Twisted Time, Akhil Amar, and the others lived. We'll come back to the town.

The “bar” is where the four brothers ate for informal meals. LittleCoder sat where Grace is in the photo. I believe Thomas sat to LittleCoder's left. Then there were two stools for Kenneth and Scott.

At the time, the “bar” had a flat surface with a 1950s type pattern on it. Years later, James and Grace replaced the flat surface with the irregular surface that you see here.

The irregular surface was not as functional as the flat surface. It seemed like a foolish change. But different people have different priorities.

Formal meals took place at a dining table to the viewer's left and Grace's right. They were sometimes unpleasant affairs. I'll write about those meals another time.

In the photo, Grace is holding a light brown cup. Right now, as I type this sentence with one hand, I'm holding what I believe to be the same cup in the other hand. I'm sipping Raspberry Snapple from the cup. It exists here, in my hand, and in the photo.

Because both the past and the present are real.

I have a dark color cup as well. It's a mate for the light one. The dark color cup belonged to my father James. The two cups go together. I wouldn't dream of separating them.

If you look carefully, you'll see an air of artificiality about Grace's smile here. But it's real as well as surreal. Grace wants to be friendly here. The desire to be friendly, to be the type of person who would smile here; she falls effortlessly into the role.

The ability to do that matters. And she had intellectual potential at one time. I'd have liked to have had this woman as a mother when I was a child. Or to have known her when I was an adult. But it was impossible. There was, and is, a sort of plastic shield over her psyche.

Thomas Kiraly has the “dark mask” that Grace has often talked about. Grace has the plastic shield.

And both Grace and I know why the mask and the shield are there.

130102.2. I went to sleep at 8:00pm on Tuesday 130101. I'd been awake for about 34 hours. I slept from 8:00pm Tuesday to 3:10am Wednesday.

I felt O.K. on Wednesday but I was remarkably cold. Something else happened that was negative.

I drank fake orange juice in the morning and this was enough to trigger the usual shock. As near as I can tell, my breathing shifted around 9:00am and I passed out from about 9:45am to 11:15am. This wasn't normal tired.

The negative part was that Tariq and I were talking when things shifted. More about that below.

I spent several hours in the afternoon on an errand. The unusual part here is that, while I was out, I ate for the second day in a row. I don't think that's happened for months. Breathing shifted after I ate but there were no significant problems.

130102.3. Just three simple photos from Coderland.

When circumstances permit, I'd like to get a more capable camera. The one in this device isn't up to par. But a few people have expressed interest regardless.

The first shot is another group of bookshelf friends. This small party is at a bookstore in Palo Alto that I've visited for 24 years: Know Knew Books.

Most independent bookstores in the area are dead now. This one was going to shut down as well. But a deal of some kind was reached and the store will continue for now.

130102.4. This is San Antonio Road facing towards the city of Los Altos. I live a few blocks behind the viewpoint.

There isn't much ahead of us within walking distance. The interesting places are to our left and right. The red building on our left is Armadillo Willys, the BBQ place.

130102.5. This picture didn't quite come out but I thought I'd include it anyway. These are toy cars at a CVS store in the area, each car waiting hopefully for an owner and a home.

130102.6. Tariq felt overloaded months ago due to the Kiraly Cases. So I lost the friend who'd talked me through a weekend without water and the period when I thought I'd lose my hand.

In real life, I wasn't able to get anybody to bring me painkillers during those incidents. Or to do anything.

As I've mentioned before, I did reach Sandy Kerechanko by phone and we talked about sales of her greeting cards. But Tariq, an online friend, gave up his time simply to keep me company. We'd just met, during the first incident, but he offered assistance to a stranger.

I asked him today to talk. Edited for length.

<tariq> So what's up?
* OldCoder considers

<OldCoder> Increase the level of communication you have offered me from 0.01. You have no reason not to. A problem that occurred months ago was as much your responsibility as mine. You need not feel that way again.

<OldCoder> I am physically very cold and must warm up now. Thank you for your time.
* OldCoder will return in a few minutes

<tariq> Alright..
<tariq> How have you been?
<OldCoder> Hi
<OldCoder> I was warming up

<OldCoder> It is best for now if I limit responses to questions of that type. There are two remarks for right now. The past few days I have been very cold. I am taking steps related.

Second, my blog is the right place to find the answers. It is where I am evolving. It is neutral and you can press Back if you are distressed. Better than to ask me directly.

<OldCoder> I will offer you
<OldCoder> some fun links
<OldCoder> One moment or two
<OldCoder> http://christfollower.me/images/cx130101_parrot.jpg
<OldCoder> This friendly bird lives near me
<OldCoder> He is five feet tall
<OldCoder> He does not say Polly Want A Cracker
<OldCoder> Because this bird likes cars
<OldCoder> :-)

<tariq> heh
<OldCoder> That is Coderland
<OldCoder> One block away

<tariq> so aside from this amusing stuff.
<tariq> how is your financial situation?

<OldCoder> I will comment shortly
<OldCoder> Let me link a few more for fun if you have time
<OldCoder> Present, and may I?
<tariq> sure
<OldCoder> Good

<OldCoder> Here is a photo of me. It is the one that is truly me. But it is not recent:
<OldCoder> http://christfollower.me/images/me.jpg

<tariq> Not recent eh?
<OldCoder> Not too recent
<OldCoder> But it is me

We talked a bit more. The physical shock I've mentioned hit. When it ended, Tariq was AFK. So I picked a bad day to reestablish communication. But he came back in the evening. It's possible that we'll talk further.

130101.1. A Winter photo from Phenek. Posted with permission. A nice evening meal. I haven't eaten for a few days. I could go for this.

The main course is potatoes and pork. The pastry in the upper right is a Russian variety that combines walnuts, almonds, and sour cherries. The cherries are Prunus cerasus.

The ceramic ducks are salt and pepper shakers. They seem happy together.

130101.2. I went to a local bar for cola on Sunday night 121230 and again on Monday night 121231, New Year's Eve.

The first night, I asked a man sitting next to me to talk about the apps that he preferred. These are little programs that run on a phone. He assumed that I was a salesperson but became interested when he realized that I was not. We spoke, I think, for a couple of hours. He turned out to be a high-level manager who'd worked at a number of major corporations.

The manager explained that he was proficient at neuro-linguistic programming and other disciplines related to psychology and behavior. He performed a Meyer-Briggs test on me. On that scale, I am or used to be an INTP or “Thinker” type. But the manager assessed me, remarkably, as an ENFP or “Inspirer” type.

We debated his assessment. It seemed to me that he'd simply picked up on my improving ability to “compensate”. This is a technical term which means that I compute social decisions which come naturally to most of my readers. In the end, we compromised and agreed that I might be an INTP who was moving towards ENFP or possibly INFP, the “Idealist” type.

As a related note, I've always believed that my brother Kenneth Kiraly is an INTJ or “Scientist” type.

James and Grace Kiraly, it's worth noting, had themselves assessed years ago and turned out to be complete opposites for each of the four slots used by this scale. They had nothing in common emotionally.

The latter point is consistent with what Grace Kiraly has told me. The initial attraction between James and Grace was physical on Grace's side. James was a satisfactory lover. In time, after my older brother was conceived and died, Grace started to care quite genuinely about James. James, for his part, almost certainly cared about Grace from the start.

130101.3. This is a parrot five feet tall that lives near me in Coderland. I don't know his name but he's been here a long time and he always seems happy.