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****************************************************************************So Our Graduate Student Left That Bush teaching Job in red devil And Stayed In Anchorage ?
Yes. That's right. The union attorney lied to him. That was in January. The union attorney told him he wasn't fired, That the district agreed "not to say anything 'bad' about him," and that he'd get check each month from the union attorney. So he stayed there. I can't remember whether he had to pick up the check in person, or what. I mean, he didn't have a P.O.Box or an address. So, I guess it was implied that he had to stay in Anchorage to get his check. So he did. He stayed. First he stayed at that downtown hostel. But that place was full of liberal brats, so he flew home and got his pickup and drove it back up to Anchorage. That's what he slept in. That incident where he got thrown off the bus by the African American racist female driver occurred during that interval. After he got the pickup up there, he parked and slept in The Dimond Mall. There were only about two malls in Anchorage, and The Dimond Mall was the nice one. It had an ice skating rink. One of the girls who trained there was ranked in the top 10 nationally. Their coach was some Russian guy who used to be the coach of some Russian gold medalist, Victor Petrenko, I think. The Dimond Mall was recommended to Our Graduate Student by another district superintendent on the flight from Red Devil to Anchorage. You had to catch a connecting flight in Aniak or Bethel and some district superintendent sat next to Our Graduate Student. That superintendent said, "at least we provide our teachers housing." I forgot to tell you, Our Graduate Student slept in the library for a month and a half. There was no other place for him to sleep. Literally. hermann, the little german alcoholic gunslinger with the store, had a dark, depressing old room connected to the store that he rented out to hunters. Our Graduate Student inquired about it but hermann didn't answer for about 3 weeks and he asked an exorbitant rent, $500 (in 1990) for a shack of a room. By that time, Our Graduate Student had decided to build himself an 8' x 8' cabin like he had done in his backyard in sacramento. He spent a lot of his time during his time in Red Devil planning the cabin, purchasing the materials, and building it. Believe it or not, the main issue in Red Devil, which was just a few cabins out in the middle of the forest on the frontier, was finding a place to put a building. Everything available was owned by the natives and they were intransigient. So, Our Graduate Student had to put it on the property of the christian guy (not the mormon principal, the other one). He eventually ripped off Our Graduate Student, who built a cabin on his property and only lived in it a month. Not only that, but our Graduate Student was freezing in it. He had planned to build it with 2' x 6's and make it small and tight and warm, with 6" insulation. The christian guy wanted it bigger, 8' X 12', and he insisted on using 2' x 4's. Our Graduate Student paid for the materials and that was going to be his rent for the year. The materials cost Our Graduate Student $1,500. He built the cabin and slept in it, FREEZING, for about a month. He practically lived at hermann's house because that was the only place he could keep warm. So, anyway, on the plane flight to Anchorage, this other superintendent says to Our Graduate Student, "at least we provide our teachers housing." He described Anchorage as "a suprisingly cosmopolitan city considering how small it is," and he described The Dimond Center as a nice place. So, in late January I think, Our Graduate Student, fed up with the crazies in the hostel, flew to sacramento, got his pickup, and drove back to Anchorage and slept in The Dimond Center parking lot under a pile of blankets in -20 degree temperatures. Anchorage was near the ocean and so it was warmer than the bush. Here's a little vignette about the downtown hostel. Our Graduate Student had one of those scary insight moments (there's probably a name for it) while riding on the bus with another hostel resident. She was a nice, normal college girl and they both caught the same bus and sat together and talked. They both agreed that the hostel was full of weird people. It was one of those moments where you felt like the pot that was calling the kettle black. After all, they were living there. It kind of scared him into moving out of the hostel. He wanted to be around normal people, not crazies. He had a lot of time on his hands. Usually, while living at the hostel, he took the bus to The Dimond Center and he ice skated there regularly. But, Mount Alyeska and the Alyeska Resort were about 40 miles away, so he started going there, too. Early one morning he left the hostel and walked a couple of blocks to a hotel where the free bus to Alyeska made a stop. He takes a seat and then on walks this Japanese Stewardess. She looked like a model. She walks down the aisle and looks at Our Graduate Student and asks if she can have the seat next to him. Now the bus was practically empty, so this is what you might call a real good sign. There were a few things probably that gave Anchorage that cosmopolitan atmosphere that the superintendent referred to. One of them was that, in those days, all the flights from Asia to Europe stopped off in Anchorage. That's because Russian air space was closed and flying through Anchorage was the shortest route (I don't have a globe with me, but that's what they told me). Korean Air Lines actually bought a motel and converted it into apartments for their crews on layover. Another reason is that there's a lot of oil money up there. Another reason is that superrich people go up there as an exotic getaway (Vanderbilt-Whitney, pro football players, movie stars.) So, anyway, the Japanese stewardess and Our Graduate Student went skiing together, two or three times maybe, I can't remember. A month later, she took a couple of weeks off and he rented a nice apartment for them with a mountain view (mountain views are not hard to find in Alaska). He had his pickup truck by that time and they went ice skating at the Dimond Mall and skiing at Mount Alyeska and out to chinese restaurants all the time. She worked for Air France and represented an interesting international world perspective. Our Graduate Student had her unlisted Paris number which was unlisted, she said, because of her name. "Everybody would be calling me because of my name," she said, leaving Our Graduate Student to wonder if she was an heiress of THAT famous Japanese company. He never asked. He figured she woulda told him if she wanted to him know. I suppose he could google it now and try to find out. Our Graduate Student thinks that maybe the conspiracy had something to do with damaging their relationship. They frequented this chinese restaurant several times and one day they go there and there's this teacher from Aniak there with a bunch of Aniak high school kids. He was kind of a weirdo, and Our Graduate Student had problems with him in Aniak. Anyway, around that time, his relationship with Yuko deteriorated. I know that a lot of these things could just be completely unconnected coincidence. But, on the other hand, a lot of these things that I mention could be connected. It's true that correlation does not necessarily imply causality or connection. But, sometimes it does. Sometimes that's the very reason for the correlation, that is, because of causality or connection. Our Graduate Student, who knew every nuance and word and gesture glance, thinks there's a connection. Anyway, during that time before Yuko's visit, when Our Graduate Student was staying at the hostel, those two other incidents occured, that we already mentioned. The bratty nurse sent him on that "emergency" fool's errand, running to the hospital because he had e coli in his stool. He didn't know that stool IS e coli. But, being a nurse, she certainly did. She was just fuckin' with him, plain and simple. No doubt about that. There's definite connectivity to the conspiracy there. There is simply no other reason for a nurse, supposedly a professional, to fuck with somebody like that. Don't forget what the secretary of the math department chair at uaa said to Our Graduate Student, "she knows who you are," and then she refused to help. They knew who Our Graduate Student was. He was he author of The 1982 Newsletters that seem to have seeded the rush limbaugh program. And also, during that time that he was staying at the hostel, he had the incident with the African American female bus driver who had him removed from the bus for a situation that she caused and for which she was COMPLETELY at fault. Connectivity there ? It's a toss-up. Our Graduate Student got to know her much better later when he, himself, became a bus driver and he thinks it's possible that she behaved that way just because she's a loose cannon. She had a really, horrible, nasty attitude and she knew that, because she was an African American female, she could get away with almost anything. On the other hand, Our Graduate Student believes that it is equally possible that there was connectivity to the conspiracy. Anchorage is a small town, and all the political people are connected, and those union people were politically active. There was a large core of them who fucked with him the entire three years he drove there, and remember, "she knows who you are !" So, it's very likely that that extremely outrageous incident was intentional because of who Our Graduate Student was. During the three and a half years as a bus driver, Our Graduate Student found her to be quite clever. After all, they made her a dispatcher after she smashed a bus into the back of a parked truck ! In other words, she got promoted for that, so clearly she was clever enough to play the politics right among the bus workers. Sure, she could play the role of the dumb black woman with only a third grade education. Her inability to behave properly was our fault because she was a VICTIM and wasn't brought up right. That gave her a lot of leeway to act outrageously and unprofessional. On the other hand, when it was to her benefit, she could act normal and handle the job of dispaching. The more we talk it out right here in the writing, the more we believe it was related to the conspiracy. Billie was clever. She knew how to play the dumb, uneducated, victimized black woman. But she was politically clever within the bus company. And the union, the teamsters, was DEFINITELY an activist, Democratic stalwart entity. They would certainly cooperate in a political conspiracy to harass Our Graduate Student. Our Graduate Student overheard some vague rumors of Billie behaving badly again, but he didn't ask about the details. She never apologized to Our Graduate Student for what she did, and she used to say racially offensive things, or things that would have been racially offensive if the colors were changed, and she was white and she was talking about blacks. "HA HA HA," she laughed one day to a black coworker when no one but Our Graduate Student was present, "why should I go back to africa, when I'm havin' so much fun here givin' him a hard time !" ******* So, Governor Hickel got elected, even though all the teacher union members in Aniak were saying, "We have to stop him. He'll be a disaster for education." Then they had students, during class, writing letters to Governor Hickel telling him that he was an idiot. Fourth and Fifth graders they had doing that. One of the teachers in the Kuspuk school district in Aniak did that, and it happened in one or more other school districts as well. It was in the newspaper in Anchorage. So, anyway, Our Graduate Student's on call as a bus driver, not working every day, and Governor Hickel has an "Education Summit" or something like that that Our Graduate Student was planning to go to, but then he gets called to drive those days. Connected? Who knows? I don't know. But I know that it could be. And I know that that's the way they operate. ******* So, anyway, that was the Winter and Spring of 1991. Our Graduate Student joined the Air National Guard and worked in a warehouse for a while. Then he went to Texas for about three months to go to Engineering Aide technical school for the Air Force. He stopped off in New Jersey on the way to visit his daughter, who was visiting his mother (her grandmother) in New Jersey for the summer. She visited her grandmother in New Jersey every summer ever since Our Graduate Student got it started a few summers earlier because he was so fearful of her being left in the very extremely negligent care of his ex, his daughter's mother. He joined the Alaska Air National Guard because they had an office in The Dimond Center and he got into a conversation with one of them while working out at The Dimond Center's gym. He figured that staying in Alaska was better than going back to california, and this would be a networking vehicle, an Alaskan group to belong to. He was always a sucker for the military recruiting talk about "meeting people" and networking. After getting his honorable discharge in 1977 from the Navy, he joined the reserves or guard on 3 separate occasions, each time seeking comaraderie and professional development, and each time he did he was left disillusioned and wondering what the hell he had been thinking. They're a bunch of pea-brained lugheads in general. And it got worse each time as Our Graduate Student got older, more educated, and more experienced. By the time he joined the Alaska Air Guard Our Graduate Student was 40. By that time, not only did his nco's seem like children to him, but so did the company, division, and base commanders. Let's just tell one Air Guard vignette. The Alaska Air National Guard put out a monthly publication. It was a magazine called "The Guardian," I think. So, Our Graduate Student flips through the pages one month and sees an article written by a male nurse. The article starts out praising and supporting, or at minimum sympathizing with lorena bobbitt who cut off the penis of her husband, a Marine. "What horrible, unspeakable acts must he have done to her to deserve that punishment ?" the male nurse wrote. Our Graduate Student can't remember the rest of the article, but that was the general spirit of it. Remember now, the feminists at uc davis were of the opinion that ALL intercourse was rape. What Our Graduate Student could clearly see, and what the clueless white male military hierarchy were completely clueless about, was that the military was just another one of the organizations that was being intentionally infiltrated by liberals. They were happy to join and get rank and power and salary and benefits and retirement while sabotaging the mission and morale of the organization. And there was one of them - the white male nurse in the Alaska Air National Guard cheering on lorena bobbitt for cutting off the Marine's penis. So remember now, this is somewhere between '91 and '96, a decade or a decade and a half since Our Graduate Student had written His 1982 Newsletters resulting in political retaliation from the university president, and dean, and all the campus feminists, sacramento mayor anne rudin, and various principals, superintendents and educationists in california and Alaska. New York congresswoman bella abzug responded to His Newsletters Norman Mailer responded to him. He had been physically attacked in school in a hostile work environment. He single-handedly stopped a media thug and liberal brats and ruined their attempted misleading 30-second sound bite when Dan Quayle arrived at sacramento airport. Positive results were meeting Ca Gov Deukmejian, U.S.Senator Pete Wilson of Ca (later Gov Wilson), and in Alaska he'd met U.S.Senator Murkowski (the father) and Gov Hickel, and was under the protection of U.S.Senator Ted Stevens. So, with this kind of background, he picks up "The Guardian" and reads this offensive article by the liberal white male nurse. What do you think he did ?
Spit In Their Faces?
First, he walks around the Division to all the work groups and starts askin' everybody if they'd read the article. They were totally clueless and blew him off as a flake. He was different from them and they knew it. Though Our Graduate Student kept searching for a place to belong, he didn't belong with a bunch of clueless cub scouts. Hardly any of them had read the article. The one or two who did just shrugged. Our Graduate Student found the article so unbelievably offensive that he could hardly believe that it was actually published in the Air Guard's magazine. He just figured he'd do a "reality check" and see what the rest of the Division thought to see if it was just him, or what. He found out that it was just him. So, then, he brought it to the attention of his master sergeant. Now, his master sergeant was a kid about ten years younger than Our Graduate Student. This master sergeant had been brought back to the unit to handle Our Graduate Student with some "tough love" or something because he was way too high-powered for them. It was kind of like having a pro football player on a pop warner league. So this master sergeant came to the unit all yelling and scolding Our Graduate Student, but he learned in short order that Our Graduate Student was of a different species of being or something. So he KNOWS that when Our Graduate Student brings something like to his attention that he better behave properly. The first month he was there, he probably would have screamed and yelled at Our Graduate Student and told him to stop whining, but by then he knew better. I think he respectfully brough the matter to the attention of the captain who respectfully advised him to have OUr Graduate Student bring the matter to the attention of the First Sergeant. Now, understand that neither of them "got it." Neither the master sergeant nor the captain had a clue that there was anything wrong or offensive about the article. What they did get was that when Our Graduate Student spoke, you listened. So the master sergeant accompanies Our Graduate Student downstairs to the First Sergeant's office and the First Sergeant "got it." Right away. Can you guess why ?
I Have No Guess Why He Got It While Nobody Else Did.
Maybe it's because she wasn't as stupid ass clueless fuckin' guy like the rest of them. As soon as she read it, she said she agreed with him completely. It was offensive and completely inappropriate, she agreed. She talked it over with Our Graduate Student and they decided to take it over the male nurse's head to the person responsible for the publication. So the First Sergeant arranged an appointment for Our Graduate Student to speak to that person. It was a white female lieutenant commander or something like that. So Our Graduate Student knew what could happen. He'd go into that meeting and tell that fucking bitch so shove her god damned publication up those two dark smelly holes she has down there. There wasn't really anything to talk about. Any fucking child could see how offensive and inappropriate the shitty little, bratty article was. What needed to be done was not talk, but for someone to go into that office and not pound on the desk, but pick the god damned desk up and throw it either through the window or down her god damned throat. But, remember, Our Graduate Student was a veteran, a battle-scarred veteran of this kind of war. He kept his cool. He called up his commander and told his commander that he would like his commander to accompany him into that meeting. His commander outranked the bitchy little fucking cunt. So, Our Graduate Student goes to the appointment that his commander set up for him. It's at the base commander's office. The commander of the base opens the door and ushers in Our Graduate Student and his commander. The base commander waits outside. The vice commander is there and sits next to Our Graduate Student. "now, now," he patronizes and asks Our Graduate Student what's so bad and scary about that big, bad, mean ole' article after all. Our Graduate Student suddenly becomes aware of the presence of an explosive device in the room ! Our Graduate Student
oh my god oh my god an explosive device what was it where was it what happened ?
Our Gradute Student
no, no. tell me about the explosive device !
Our Graduate Student
The Explosive Device !
Exactly. You finally got it. Our Graduate Student realized that he was about to explode ! He was furious. Right away he could see that they lied to him. His commander had told him that he would accompany him to have a discussion with the person responsible for "The Guardian." They were trying to intimidate him. That was mistake number two. They were patronizing him, talking to him like a child. That was mistake number 3. To Our Graduate Student, a veteran of what we've already discussed above, THEY were the children. Clueless children. They couldn't see how they were being dissed by these activist bratty liberals who were infiltrating the military. Instead of scolding THEM and shoving desks down THEIR throats, they were playing little childish games with Our Graduate Student. But he kept his cool "What's wrong with it ?" he responded half incredulously, half furiously, "just look at this
CRAP
how the hell are you letting this crap into your magazine ? I shouldn't have to be telling you what's wrong with it. It's YOUR job to keep this crap out of your magazine." That was the general idea, though the exact words are long forgotten. He remembered using the word "CRAP" though. It just fit. I mean, it felt like moving Mount Everest with a teaspoon. Again. Where do you start with people who JUST DON'T GET IT ? It they're too fucking stupid to see how offensive and unprofessional and inappropriate the article is then they're also too fucking stupid to understand any explanations.So What Happened ?
Well, the vice commander asked Our Graduate Student what he wanted to do and he said that we should all write a rebuttal; himself, The First Sergeant, the base commander, the vice commander. Then he changed his mind and took the article down to the Governor's office and handed it to Governor Hickel's secretary and told her to please have the Governor read it and shove it up every commander's ass on the base.
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