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121222. In Spring 2012 I phoned Service Core of Retired Executives, also known as S.C.O.R.E., to discuss altruism. My father James Kiraly, learned of this call and a similar call to a pastor who discussed Christ Followers with me.

James filed legal actions intended to prevent me from making further calls. He was afraid I'd mention things he'd done in the past. This despite the fact I didn't say a word about that aspect of James's past during either of the calls in question.

If Michael Bonetto of Hoge Fenton wishes to assert that the preceding is inaccurate, that even one syllable is not correct, my attorney will be pleased to review specific written statements to this effect.

Until such time as specific written statements are received, I offer Michael Bonetto's own words as possible evidence related to the motives of both Michael and James.

As a related note, I believe that Michael may attempt to characterize the statement of simple facts about James's attempts to stop a book, Michael's confused attacks on First Amendment activities, and Michael's likely involvement in Abuse of Process and/or actual prosecutable crimes as “harassment”.

However, altruism, the idea of it, is important to me. So is the idea of faith. These are subjects that I've started to look into. It's my understanding that Long Cause can't stop the research. So the books, and there are a minimum of two books at this point, will continue.

The other day, I received a small gift that lifted my spirits. It was the following communication from a reader. His remarks are presented here without a single edit. This is what altruism is about. This is what is real. Not the hatred that the Kiralys embrace.

“well what I meant was, you helped me make myself more stable and happier in general, I meant that I want to help you if you need help”

121218. It's been an interesting month. A year that's difficult to understand. A half century that I feel odd about now.

A half century where I took responsibility for things that weren't my responsibility. Where being able to see what had happened was a crime in and of itself.

And talking about it... being suspected of talking about it was a crime so significant that it needed to be punished with eradication.

Erased from existence, as old Emmett Brown would say. Whether or not I ever told anybody.

Enough. Our lives are brief. And somehow decades are gone. I'm done with fear. I'll do what's right. That isn't difficult. It starts with something simple.

You have basic obligations to yourself and to others. Beyond that you owe nothing to the Pharisees. To the judgmental and the sanctimonious.

One reader told me the other day that he likes to sing but isn't good at it. He was concerned about what people would think. I told him to sing.

I'd say the same thing to those who wish to tell the truth. Who know that some people prefer lies.

Tell the truth.

121203. I haven't been able to focus on the job search for a while. Not since June. There's been so much to do on the legal fronts. If I understand correctly, this may be the way that Michael and James planned it.

I wasn't supposed to be able to afford to contest my abuser's actions. Or his desire to silence me, which is demonstrated by Michael Bonetto's recent document and past statements. Not even if I never intended to proceed as James believed.

Good Lord. No wordplay intended. I called Pastor Ron, with my mother's permission, to ask the Pastor about “Christ Followers”. James Kiraly said I'd talked to the Pastor about past abuse; James's actions, so long ago.

I didn't talk to the Pastor about it. And what did James imagine would happen when he filed a CLETS to stop a book? What fantasies filled his head? That I'd quietly disappear as though by magic? Evaporate like the night mist at dawn? Not likely. And everything is public now. Irony on top of irony.

I had no plans but to work on a positive book. That has all changed now. Maybe it was for the best. Perhaps this is what was supposed to happen.

121201. Somebody has sent me the following photo. Kenneth Kiraly, said to be the Kindle architect, is on the left. The photo was taken around 1989. This appears to be the group from Multiscope. Mansour Safai is on the right. He was a good guy.

I invested more money in Multiscope than Kenneth did, initially. He upped his investment to match mine. Said that it wouldn't do for his brother to show more confidence than he did.

The point of that story is that the Kiraly Family subsequently denied this had happened. Why would they need to deny it? The answer is that it's part of what we are. We work backwards from the stories that we tell. Facts need to change so that we are the heroes of the stories.

121128. Not sure how to evaluate my physical state.

Right hand is swollen again. One slightly deformed finger is starting to twist further. I've had difficulties typing with that hand this week. But I can walk fine. Similar problems used to disrupt mobility but I haven't needed the wheelchair for a while.

Food continues to put me into an odd state; rapid breathing, exhaustion, difficulty simulating normal thought, abrupt loss of consciousness. But I've eaten sometimes recently with decreased symptoms.

I eat on two days each week. Weight loss is about 65 pounds but may be leveling off. More people seem to be noticing that. It's good in some respects but I think I'm physically weak now.

The oddest issue is new this year. It's quite visible in places but I don't have the words to describe it. Showed it to my attorney when it was milder. He didn't recognize it either. Worse now. It's as though parts of me are breaking down physically from the inside.

I think the last thing is the same as the loss of mobility and the deformed hand. Grace Kiraly would say it's due to lack of prayer. Or to drinking beer though I've had none for half a year.

121128.6. I ate on Wednesday afternoon. This was the first day since Saturday. The usual illness hit for a few hours afterward but it wasn't nearly as difficult as usual. I wanted to go to the buffet in Santa Clara. It's a friendly place with good food. Howver, I ended up eating locally because I was short on time.

121122. I should note that Tactician is the one who introduced me to Phenek. Tactician has been patient and kind. Like Rubidiun, Phenek, and others.

What shapes people like this, those who are the true Children of God? Why are they different? Nature or Nurture?

Were the Kiralys meant to be like this, Children of God, and did external forces deform them? Or was it inevitable they'd become the things that they are?

121107. Wednesday ended abruptly for me while I was talking to Metacognician. I faded out due to having eaten. Here's a slightly edited copy of the end of the discussion:

Your text is usually country neutral. That one sentence fragment struck me as German. The second half. I can't say why.

It may have reminded me of my grandmother. Olga. She was half German. Had a wry sense of humor. I made her son Anatol laugh once. He was my uncle. I mention him in the latest version of the long documemt.

These people had a subtle sense of humor. I gave Anatol a copy of the story, “The Brave Little Toaster”. The original version and not the kids' version. He thought it was great.

The family, that side, had German and Slavic influences. It was my mother Grace Kmeta's side. On my father James Kiraly's side, they were Austrian Hungarian, as I've said.

Those in my biological family who cared that I was alive are gone. The ones who wish me dead remain. It would have been better if God had chosen to make it the other way around. All attachment to the refuse I'm related to is gone.

I did love some of the ones who loved me. I was not able to understand or articulate this fact. Only now. Now that they are gone.

121106. Here's a letter that I sent to Nancy M. on Tuesday 121106.

1. You said “Just curious: what is his native language? “bin” instead of “been” could either be phonetic or, since it's a common German word, interference... just curious.”

English. It's my understanding that the spelling issue is related to a slight disability. However, he communicates well in general. The context is a virtual worlds project that I became involved with while seeking employment. I've attached a couple of screenshots. You'll see more if you visit the blog and click on the server nexus link.

If you visit my technical site and read the IRC conversations, he's one of the people who appears on that page. Twisted Time, who Kevin and you know quite well, is another.

2. You also said, “So, are you going to want to come up here on a Friday or not? The invitation still stands, but I do need to get it “scheduled”.”

This would be nice. But there is a misunderstanding. As was always the case in “Bob's” life. I'm not leaving this month. Tactician, mentioned in the blog, is a Fundamentalist Christian who's attempting to assist with the search for employment. Kevin, and others you know, won't even speak with me. But somebody thousands of miles away who I've never met face to face is trying to help.

I feel this is a sign that Faith exists. Not a sign of the Divine but of Faith. Tactician is genuine in a way that the majority of “Christians” are not. So is my attorney, by the way. Another Fundamentalist. He sent James Kiraly a legal document damning the man to Hell.

3. If Tactician and I are successful, I'll have the funds both to fight the Kiralys and to have a home. If not, I'll need to start disposing of my remaining possessions. When this process is completed, I'll leave the apartment I've had for 25 years and the state I've lived in for over 50 years.

4. There are other factors. The Kiralys are proceeding in an increasingly erratic manner. It's possible they'll make additional attempts to involve the police. I should probably set aside time to file criminal complaints against them. The police told me what to do months ago but I didn't follow through. This step is one I should have addressed long since.

5. The bottom line is that I have no firm idea at this point of anything that's going to happen. I only know that I've lost 60 pounds, I'm physically exhausted much of the time, my home is being taken by a violent and delusional abuser, and most people I speak with talk about “responsibility” or “fault” instead of offering assistance. People with obligations to me won't even take phone calls to discuss possible storage of the bookcases that I love.

If this does not address your own concerns, I am regretful. But after half a century I am speaking my mind and the truth.

121105. I received two gifts on Monday. Here's a screenshot of one. I may add screenshots of the other when there's time. Both gifts lifted my spirits.