Dear America - What Do I do? It's your problem too.
What Do I Do With All This? I posted a rougher draft of this earlier on Facebook , but it needs more space. If you’re new here, scroll back through the last few months. The story doesn’t make sense unless you see the whole thread. It’s real. It’s from my heart. And somehow, it feels like it’s bigger than just me. My father’s side carries military brass, UAW leadership with shady edges, Catholic rosaries, and German grandparents , one of whom wore that moustache until the day he died. A general uncle. Godparents flipping off (sarcasm) Mickey Mouse at Disney. And a profile that fits every wild MKUltra rumor you’ve ever heard: highly intelligent, risk-taker, could win a bar fight. Coincidence? Maybe. But I have receipts. My mother’s line is pure American chaos: Henry VII descendants with knights, witches, patriots, rapists, brainiacs, and secret society ties. Quakers, Peale connections, Roswell and White Sands proximity. She knew Jay Sebring in his early years. When I watched the doc...
