|| Oh, yes, people, I need demonstrators. I need them (Whenever, whomever at whatever
media outlet you deem appropriate.). No small feat if you mediaized, brainwashed people
actually show up in large enough numbers to pressure the media to actually put a camera on
my evidence and show the world why Lennon's murder needs to be re-opened. As my protest
invite announces you can get very well paid for your success in this regard; a years pay for
most New Yorkers. Yet, there is a much bigger payoff that waits for you if you succeed; you
get a much improved world to live in. Courage equals action equals change.Your lives and
your world will get so much better, almost overnight, that you'll kick yourselves, after, for
taking so long to find the nerve to expose this monster, political expose to begin with. We're
talking the biggest news story, perhaps ever, in U.S. history. Ten times bigger than Water-
gate, at least, and big enough to grip the whole world in its earthshaking force. One for the
ages, one we can be very proud of. But first we have to demonstrate. You have to make it all
happen, people. Without your attendance I am just a loser spinning my signs in the wind. And
if I'm a loser then you're all bigger losers. It's the nature of the beast. Either huge success or
huge failure. No middle ground. In the past the govt. has always been able to trump all of you
with their size and power. Now you have a chance to trump the govt. with evidence that puts
them on the defensive. Power to the people, one of John's slogans, can really be yours, people.
The passive can't achieve this wealth of life and can never taste the sweetness of really being a
free man or woman. The only time I can remember in my life when I felt so free was in mid 1963.
Kennedy had stood down the Soviets, only one paycheck was needed to live well, idealism and
hope was high, people felt alive and everything was right in my world. This glorious pinnacle of
life was short lived, though. Kennedy was killed just a few months later. But I remember how
beautiful and secure I felt for those precious few months. America was a great place to be.
Everything was changed with that assassination. A dread and depression descended on us all.
As if from God's grace, The Beatles came and picked us up off our faces and, literally, saved us.
Then R.F.K. and M.L.K. were killed, as if to kill the freedom movement, and then John Lennon.
Now America is a terrible farce and a joke to behold. With Wall St. putting the heist on us all,
with Bush's help, in bailing out big, corporate institutions, with the war in Iraq and maybe soon
in Iran, with the middle class being put on the endangered Americans list, having to work both
husband and wife, nowadays, to make it at all. Add the social dumbing down that our media
has enforced on us and the violent culture they expose us to, daily, and it's no wonder you're all
licking the boot of the man who murdered our future, our hope, hero; John Lennon; licking the
boot of geek-horror writer, murderer; Stephen King. Hard to feel good about youslves and your
country with all that sickness going on in your lives; a horror writer controlling all of you. Until
you jail King he IS controlling you. He decided no more peace, love and understanding and
you only have a say in the matter if you jail him. Until you do he controls all of you. His evil
act of pulling the trigger on the promise John Lennon represented set the table of your lives
from that point on. He stole your future and you have to jail him to get it back. To do that
you have to attend my rally. It's as easy as showing up in numbers. It's really that easy,
people. You'll all be such losers if you fail that you don't want to think about it. You'll all be
such winners if you succeed you won't believe it. Won't you consider demonstrating? Please?
We all have a duty, besides, to demonstrate. We all had a role in Lennon's murder and we all
must atone and act like Americans for once in our lives. You all excused trial, admit it.
You might not admit this about yourselves, but my own father, the one who always said
that most people are "slobs", was, himself, a slob when he urged me and my siblings to watch
the Warren Report following J.F.K.'s murder, like it was the truth or something. It was the first
time I ever saw him on his knees licking the govts. boot and lying to us. He remained such a
fool for it that he even voted for the primary co-conspirator, Nixon, twice, after. What a fool my
father and all of you or your aging relatives were to go along with that coverup. In doing so my
father set up Robert Kennedy, Martin Luther King and John Lennon, all with his silence and
acquiescence. I, myself, would have been a better American had I kicked my father then. Just
ten years later I would make the same mistake my father made when I rationalized why Nix-
on's nervous breakdown was punishment enough for not being jailed for Watergate. After all, he
should have paid the same price as everyone else but he was, well, the president. The same
lame, hypocritical excuse most Americans also made during that disgrace. In joining the herd
I set up John Lennon then. I should have sold my MGB, if necessary, and started to demon-
strate. Since the "system" was failing us we all had an obligation to protest and demon-
strate, then, but I didn't and it cost me a quarter century of misery living in our now, satanic
United States of America. My whole country and the whole world was ruined because I joined
the herd instead of following my conscience. Now I have changed. It took John Lennon's murder
and maybe even John Balushi's murder, to get me to change, but I changed. In 1981, while
Chapman's trial was being held up without explanation, I sold my car, quit work, bought a twelve
speed bike and took off to soul search for over a year. I lived outdoors in San Diego and
listened to Beatles music on my Sony Walkman. It was the most thrilling year of my life. Even
more thrilling than all the episodes my going public exposed me to. I was in heaven with those
sounds and the rest of my life could wait. It wasn't long before I found courage to question the
coverup. When I saw the tiny back page clipping about how Chapman decided to skip trial and
plead guilty, behind closed doors, a year and a half after the crime, I said; "Enough is enough."
That was the moment, just months after Balushi's death, that I started to demonstrate. Without
a shred of evidence I paid someone to make a sign for me that read; "U.S. GOVT. PLANNED
JOHN LENNON'S DEATH' I fixed it to my bike and, weeks later, decided to pay a visit to a
local library. History was made that July day of 1982 and it's still being made today as I try
to get you people to start demonstrating with me. Now the story comes full cirlcle to you and
your ability to think for yourself, to follow YOUR conscience, and demonstrate. I found courage
before I found the codes in the library that day. I found courage before I found the killer's
face, name and letter printed in magazines before the crime even took place; courage that I
got from listening to the greatness of John Lennon's music. I don't know what it will take for
the rest of you to find your courage but I need you to find it before anyone else gets killed.
I need you people to join my protest and make history and save the world.