The Puppet Masters are respectlessly swaying us back & forth. As a 60's SFO Hippie expat living in beautiful Frankfurt, Germany now 10 years, the ties that bind are getting pulled ever tighter.

Recently the world has been given false flag hopes that some cities are going to re-open, but just a few hours later the evil marionettes proclaim that we must be stored away again in our little wooden boxes, because the corona virus death rate just unimaginably jumped 300%.

8 Billion of us must get our scissors out and slash the cords that they want to control our every thought and movement with.

We must not be Fredos and go to the Lake Tahoe of FEAR.

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To protect the innocent and those antagonists that are dead or still alive, I have purposely and respectfully changed the names of all of the people characterized in this book that contributed to the actual 100% true events that took place.

The only persons in the narratives whose real “names are named” ala Don Corleone are my wife Christine, daughter Alexandra and son Christian.

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