I told her that was an issue no longer her concern since divorce. That she had previously opposed my expressions of concern about church affairs which in part led to the divorce. About that moment I discovered the miniature lapel pin and asked her why she was wearing one as it was only given to the Elders. “Well, perhaps this is the way the church wants me to share in priesthood since we are divorced,” was her reaction.
Knowing she was secretly meeting with a married Elder’s Quorum president, I asked her how her love life was going. Immediately she had to depart the scene with an excuse she needed to do something. (So that her personal affairs were not disclosed) Going to her bedroom from the dining room I heard her immediately speaking to someone. Telephone? No! Coming back minus the jewelry I asked her what happen to it. “Well I don’t want to wear it all the time”, was her reply. I had warned her of the use of it and advised her to give it back which she later told me she had exclaiming with her hands thrown in the air, “I don’t want anything to do with it!”
Now I had learned of the device many years earlier through the church grape vine. It had been first used against me in the office of President Kimball’s male secretary right there at 47 East South Temple the previous year and church intelligence shortly afterwards had attempted to convince my father to take one and proudly wear it when ever I came over to visit. He refused it because we had prior discussions about it and the intended use to spy on Americans for the benefit of the church Earth Kingdom of God agenda.
No further known attempt at discovery were made with the presumption that I was a nut case and posed no threat to church security. That was evidenced by the fact of total surprise of April 2, 1976.
In the evening of April 1, 1976, a small public relations firm in Vancouver, Washington, notified local and national media that a press conference would be held the next morning at a motor lodge in Portland, Oregon during which a Black man would be ordained to the Mormon Priesthood. They also notified Church Public Relations officers. The issue was ripe for action and public attention was magnified by the presence of those officers attempting to challenge and nullify it. The controversy stimulated the moment.
For three months prior, a scene had unfolded orchestrated by forces with unseen hands. All of this has been chronicled in my autobiography UNDER THE MORMON TREE Published on the internet February 2001. All the efforts of church intelligence were frustrated by the inability of church leadership to spiritually connect to the God of the Cosmos whom you claim to act for. Had you been connected you would have known what was in the offing and there would have been no need to spy. I did nothing but follow the script as it was laid out on a daily basis for me. Impressions, Hunches, Intuition and Precognition! It was undeniably valid.
On Friday April 2nd, 1976 and the next week, Headlines flashed around the world in newspapers, on radio and television that the Mormon Church had finally ordained a Black man. The world was excited and ecstatic but you kept your deathly silence allowing hacks to disavow efficacy. You maintained your secret of the fact that you were not connected with the cosmos. You ordered an excommunication for insubordination of the writer to vainly demonstrate to the faithful membership that you were connected and in charge as God’s duly appointed authority yet you had forfeited authority.
Even then you hid behind police violence and investigation while you pretended to church members that you were connected and I wasn’t. As a result of that posture, David Olson a member of the church and of the Salt Lake City PD suffered a gunshot wound to the back of the neck paralyzing him for life. A shot inflicted by fellow Mormon police officer Roberts. Roberts has had to live with the knowledge that he was responsible for conducting himself in a vocal rage against this writer and in an act of “transferred intent” shot his partner in a temporary fit of insanity as they held sack on the writer. Olson you will recall later committed suicide after his challenge in the Salt Lake Tribune letters to Editor that if President Kimball continued to lie that the church had nothing to do with the stake out of Doug Wallace during which time he was injured that Kimball deserved more than he to be in his wheel chair.
You continued to order violence against the writer with snipers placed atop buildings surrounding Temple Square with kill orders only to find that the Cosmos outwitted you again. Finally we engaged in a court case in which you “ won” an order enjoining the writer from entering upon Temple Square at certain times and conditions but only when those certain times and conditions did not violate the First Amendment rights of the writer. In fact no injunction of value exists and it was reinforced by my appeal to make certain that the order was upheld and of record. It remains law in Utah to this day and no notice of persona non grata can extinguish it.
At Spring Conference 1978, my publication The Millennial Messenger in its March-April edition carried several articles including an Intrigue Report detailing among other sinister items, the crimes committed against the late Howard Hughes by the Church under the hand of “Bill” Gay, leader of what was known as the Mormon Mafia. That article along with several others pressured you to reverse the Black Priesthood ban on June 9, 1978. You didn’t realize it but your reversing the ban validated my connection with the cosmos and continued to invalidate yours.
Hoping to have gotten me off your back, you had a new Mormon convert reporter for your Seattle Station KIRO TV5 interview me at the former Tyee Inn in Tumwater, Washington to find out if I was now satisfied by your action, would I quit? My response was absolutely not! I cited the abuse of Howard Hughes outlined in the Messenger as reason suggesting it was my intention to see some of you in prison. It still is! Your reporter was stunned and admitted his ignorance! The interview immediately ended. Some of you were watching it live in the Marble Palace
During that preceding six months you had caused the institution of an elaborate scheme (plot) in an attempt to gain control over me. Your agents worked to get me to establish a law office in Shelton, Washington so that a conspiracy to discredit me with drug dealing could be used to silence me.
So a little over a week after you reversed the ban on June 21, 1978 you caused the assassination of Shelton attorney John C. Ragan to create a vacant law office with efforts of many bribed local characters to get me into it. You spent Five Hundred Thousand Dollars and that scheme also failed because of your refusal to accept that I was connected and was forewarned by instinct, hunches and yes-- precognition of the plot beginning in January of that year. Had I accepted your token of settlement by reversing the ban attorney, John Ragan would likely still be alive. Again all of this is chronicled in UNDER THE MORMON TREE
For the next thirty years I remained silent except to occasionally let you know I was still around and counting time. I had been notified that it would be thirty years before my next effort would be orchestrated by Providence so I have waited upon the Cosmos.
In 1993 as an attorney I represented the film makers of GODMAKERS II in a futile effort on your part to intimidate the withdrawal of that video from distribution because it contained a five minute segment of testimony of several people alleging immoral sexual conduct of President Gordon B. Hinckley shortly after he had been ordained an Apostle. You had prior to this time, circulated a notice to Stakes, Wards and Missions of the existence of the video and stating there was no truth in it; that the allegations had been investigated by a non Mormon attorney and proven false; that the witnesses had recanted their testimonies. I did in fact receive copy of that notice which came to me from Guam.
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