The Final Chapter (part 7)

May 7, 2021

[BRINDLEKIN TALES – Book 3: Chapter 17g]

Subject: I saw Deek tonight, for just a few minutes.
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: May 1, 2021 11:44 PM

Around 10:30 PM he called across the street, so I snapped out of my late-evening relax mode and marched on downstairs and out the door. As usual, the doggies were overjoyed to see me…and, as usual, Deek frowned at that. He dropped by to have me recharge his 20-pound speaker, a smartphone and a small battery backup. Nothing about having the pups over.

Instead of the usual shopping cart, this time he had a flatbed dolly. While rummaging through his pile of today’s possessions, the pups eagerly stuck their noses in, hoping to sniff out something good. Which annoyed him, so he yelled at Lucky, “Back off!” It’s all I could do to keep myself from kicking the shit out of him, but I bit my tongue.

As I crouched down to pet Lucky, he vigorously nibbled up and down my sleeve like a barber’s electric razor, very efficient, you could almost hear the buzzing sound: his sweet way of saying “I love you so much I could eat you up!” Flaco clambered onto my lap the moment I sat down on the sidewalk. So I held her close for a couple of minutes, waiting to see if Deek had anything more to say. He remained silent, so I finally asked, “Is that all?”

He replied “Yeah.” Then I set Flaco gently back on the ground, picked up the speaker and cord, pocketed the phone and battery, wished them all a good night, and departed. Sometimes I think he’s a wicked man, and there’s nothing I can do about it. I rarely see him happy with the doggies; mostly he acts put out by their company. And to deny me the great joy of having them visit me any more, seems to bestow upon him, immensely sadistic pleasure.

Well, I have yet to hear back from Moe, which probably means I won’t hear back from him at all. I like to think that the revelation of the building manager’s insipid behavior towards me, and that video of my confrontation with Adisa and company at the front gate, threw him for a loop. We’ll see. Next time our paths cross, I’ll give him a friendly hello. That should tick him off no end.

– Zeke K-Holmes


Point Cabrillo Lighthouse, Mendocino County.

Subject: Incredible search-and-rescue story by your partner, Erwyn!
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: May 1, 2021 11:44 PM

I just listened to it over again, this time via podcast. I love how he drifted in and out to past memories and tied them in to his present dilemma. His favorite, new glasses which temple broke, so you wired a new piece on (but it’s not as convenient to wear, now)…mention of his son (that he’s twice the man he could ever be)…your climb up Yosemite’s Half Dome with him (I think it was Half Dome, but I don’t want to bother to find that part again)…description of the surroundings and how it was devastated by last year’s fire storm)…the slaughter of the native people in that area, during the early settler years…etc. And I learned that “Afghanistan” is properly pronounced without the G. At the end, Marshall made an apology for something he said that he later realized might have been taken as rude:

“I went by to see you and Wattson the other day, and I feel like when I was standing in your driveway, talking, I said like three or four things that I wish I could call back, because I thought they were funny, and I think they might have been taken the wrong way.”

Erwyn’s response was hilarious: “Oh, we’ve talked about nothing else, except what a shit head you are.”

Anyway, that was some story Erwyn told…captivating all the way. I really felt the Mendocino spirit through it all. Did you hear it, or were you busy tending to other chores? In case you haven’t, it begins at 27 minutes (you’ll hear the phone ring), and ends at 89 minutes:

https://memooftheair.wordpress.com/2021/05/01/may-day-i-dreamed-i-was-mauled-by-pinkertons-in-my-maidenform-bra/

And, for some unknown reason, he read my description comparing my spy glasses with the spy pen. Lifted from my MCN post about a video I made, showing how the pen works in the field. He chose THAT irrelevant piece, In spite of the fact I have composed SO MANY excellent tales over recent months, they would be an ASSET to his show. And I was ready to resume call-ins, all gung-ho for a second round on Memo of the Weird. Yet, to my surprise and disappointment, he suddenly dropped me like a hot yam, and never explained why. So many astounding recordings to add to my Youtube channel…all missed.

Anyway, THAT starts at 21:47 and runs just a tad over 2 minutes.

– Zeke K-Holmes


Re: Incredible search-and-rescue story by Erwyn!
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: May 2, 2021 12:27 PM

> Wild, huh? And he’s eighty-fucking-two. I heard the whole thing while he was on the phone with Marshall. Who had taken me completely by surprise that day, knocking on the door in the afternoon. One thing I’ve seriously enjoyed about the pandemic is how it cut drop-in visitors (my pet peeve) to just about zero.

With all the hatefulness among so many here in San Franshitsco, drop-in visits and even phone calls are usually with a hostile intent. So whenever there’s that VERY rare knock on my door, or that EQUALLY rare voicemail, I always shudder in reaction.

> But there he was, after more than a year. He was wearing a mask and standing way back; I told him we’re outside, and vaxxed, so no need for the mask. When he took it off, I saw that his beard has twice as much gray in it than the last time I saw him. Erwyn told him about being lost in the woods for a night, and Marshall told him to call it in if he wanted to.

You see, I call your partner “Erwyn” for my tales. I like it, because it’s almost identical to “Arwyn,” my own hero. His telling of that recent camp-out and exploration in the wild, by invite of Mr. Sneiderman and son was extraordinary. I felt personally involved, it was that absorbing.

> I honestly can’t remember what it was he said that he might have thought was taken the wrong way. He’s mysterious. I wish he was still having you on his show; I was very sorry and disappointed about how all of that turned out. People all around me behave strangely. I hope I don’t.

I hope you don’t either, but if you ever do, I’ll probably drown my angst in a second cup of coffee. BTW, there is another missive to you coming up, regarding this morning’s visit with Deek…MOST horrific, and has really put my living here in danger (the bastard). You’ll receive it shortly.

> Yep, it was Half Dome we climbed ( a while back now.) Scary as hell. You see it in the distance, and the people climbing it look like a line of ants. You get there to the base, after hiking uphill for hours and hours to get there, and discover that it’s monstrous, and way steeper than you expected. There are rickety metal poles set in the rock, probably back in the WPA era, chains slung between the poles for grabbing onto, and on the surface of the rock, affixed with bolts, horizontal wooden planks about six feet apart, a sort of flat ladder, for footing. You pull yourself up on those chains, going from one plank to the next. Gloves are a necessity. We had not brought our own. At the base of the rock is a big pile of assorted gloves; I think I wound up with an oven mitt and a gardening glove. It was one hairy climb, let me tell you. And only as fast as the slowest climbers. Coming down even scarier.

DON’T DO IT AGAIN…hope you’ve learned your lesson! I’ve never been one for risky adventures, as life is already risky enough just putzing around. One reason why I’m not into aggressive sports, though the inherent machismo is the main cause. Though I LOVE hiking through verdant fields, valleys and the overwhelming rush of seeing the night sky just THICK with stars no matter where you turn your head. I love camping out, “roughing it” and all that; but I haven’t done so in over 15 years. And in the last few years of it, I’d always wake up with a stuffy head and clogged nose. I guess because living so citified most of my life (after leaving my suburban childhood forever) my system finally lost its adaptation to the rural pollen. Though I DON’T suffer any allergies here in San Franshitsco. Hopefully, that will not change…otherwise perhaps I may eventually die from sneezing my way into the grave. And if I get buried out in the wilderness, I just may become “The Sneezing Ghost of Such-and-Such Valley.”

– Zeke K-Holmes


Subject: Deek just dropped by…he was horrible.
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: May 2, 2021 12:51 PM

And, dammit, good physician, I had the spy glasses on, but forgot to activate them, except towards the end of this fiasco. Anyway, he called up to the window, asked for more dog food, and a pair of sunglasses. Sunglasses? I can’t do that more than just this one time around…or it would become too much of an expense. So I opened a new 30-pound bag of kibble and filled two 1-gallon Ziploc freezer bags from that…put the bags in another bag, to which I also added five cans of wet food. While in the process of gathering everything together, he hollered up again: “Hey! Hey!” I ignored him, because I was already locking the door and had the full load with me, including that weighty, Bluetooth speaker.

Upon opening the gate, he was right there, so I told him why so restless, you know it takes me a few minutes to bag the dog food, I’m not gonna jump at your every command. At that same time, the pups had walked partly inside, eager to run up to my hovel. Upon which he yelled at them and YANKED them back out. I chastised:

“Don’t do that, Deek, that’s abusive.”

Well, he made all kinds of excuses in staccato, wouldn’t shut up, so I spoke over him, that I’m sick and tired of him always acting like a bitch when he comes by. That he should be a lot happier, with these wonderful dogs, and all the help I’m giving them.

Then he rattled on about how the dogs got sick last time they were over, the building is full of disease, blah-blah-blah. He started pushing his cart towards Castro street, said he’s gotta go somewhere, yes, I love you, thanks for everything you do, I couldn’t do it without you. But he spoke those words in boisterous sarcasm, so I further reprimanded as he lumbered down Market Street with doggies in tow:

[INTERRUPTION: just at the end of my composing the previous paragraph, I heard someone screaming in rage. Turned out to be Deek returning in my direction, who then parked himself right below Moe’s windows and continued his angry rant, so loud the whole block could hear. More on that in a minute.]

So I further reprimanded him, that the dogs are very sweet, they’re a gift from God, and should always be treated with kindness, not short-tempered bullshit…that he needs to grow up, count his blessings, and be a lot more cheerful…that he has so much going for him, yet is missing out on most of it…that he’s making up excuses to not have the pups visit me any more…that he needs an attitude adjustment, his hostility towards me is disgusting. Now, about his unexpected (and unwelcome) return:

Seems he had lost his phone only minutes after departing, and grew into a rage over it, hollered up at me “Do you have my phone?” to which I just looked down, shrugged my shoulders with hands palms-up. He then resumed wailing while parked at the corner by my building, rummaging through his pile of junk on the dolly cart. Then that homeless lady who screams FREQUENTLY showed up to watch Flaco & Lucky, while Deek retraced his steps to see if he could find that phone. And SHE started screeching at someone halfway down the block, who screamed back at her. Her name is Shorty, and you’ll see who she is on the video.

I’m infuriated that I didn’t get most of this recorded, bud DID capture about 4.5 minutes of the final part of this pointless drama that I call “Deek’s Latest Hissy Fit.” The timing of his creating further disturbance near Moe’s residence was INTENTIONAL, and I accused him of just that. He kept making excuses for his rotten behavior, which included stating he doesn’t care about what Moe thinks. I told him he probably got me in big trouble, and he’s STILL yelling, and needs to quiet down and get outta here.

He also said if I politely asked him to NOT yell or yank at the dogs, he would’ve complied. I told him, nonsense, you need to hear that without being coddled (well, something to that effect…you’ll see all this in the video). He never listens to me unLESS I yell, or at least, speak REAL firm-like. Deek blamed me for his flash of rage, because of my bold admonishments; I told him he’s an adult, but acting like a brat. “You triggered me!” he blasted back. And I countered: “Nope, you just trigger yourself. You need to stop being a hothead, no reason to be such a drama queen…besides, you found your phone, right?

He did…don’t know where he found it, but probably stashed within that pile of crap, maybe the bag of dog food I gave him. Which at this point, he seemed to have broken open one of the Ziplocs, because some kibble had spilled onto the sidewalk. He said that Shorty often steals his phones, and he was ready to beat her up.

He finally toned it down, as he gathered up all his “possessions” from the sidewalk, and in a minute or so, departed with doggies in tow…who remained cool as furry cucumbers all the while!

Upon returning hovel, I discovered my laptop was not connecting to the spy glasses after plugging them in! Just more frustration to the mix. I rebooted, and that took care of it. But I don’t know why the glasses recorded only 4.5 minutes, when there were at least 5 more minutes of good witness. Including an elderly woman (who appeared to be 80-82) sitting at a table outside the Super-Duper burger shop, said to me as I passed by: “You handled that very well!”

So I stopped to chat, telling her we’ve been friends for many years, but he IS difficult sometimes. That the pups should be better treated…in fact, they shouldn’t even be forced to live on the streets, and I have the perfect residence to house them. When I told her I’m writing true stories about all this and they’re online, she queried:

“Oh, what should I google to find them?”

So I said, “Brindlekin,” then paused a moment and added: “Wait just a minute, I’ll come right back down with my card.”

So I rushed on hovel, snatched up a card, and returned outside to present it to her. Upon departing, I told her “Thank you, Lisa, you just made my day!” (I had asked her name earlier, and introduced myself.)

So I presume that, since Deek has decided to fuck me over, I’ll get yet another email from Moe…or, more likely, he’ll complain directly to Kevin. Who will then mail me a letter of complaint, with a copy sent off to Ablahblah Realty. It is of course my assumption, that whatever whiny email he posts to me, is also bcc’d to the manager. What the hell is going on?

IT’S ALL SCRIPTED, AND THEY’RE IN ON THIS TOGETHER: Deek, the manager, and Moe (with Shorty as a featured extra in this scene). And probably having a good laugh over it, too. I’m waiting for this latest video to finish uploading, before posting this missive. It’s a 55-minute transfer, with a bit over 10 to go.

[13-minute pause, please be patient.]

Ah, here we go (check out the thumbnail):


Re: I saw Deek tonight, for just a few minutes.
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: May 2, 2021 2:02 PM

> He’s showing you what a “big man” he is. NOT.

All my criticism the past several weeks is getting to him. He’s either gonna grow up fast, or explode in self destruction.

> It’s just plain fucking cruel.

Yes, but so are some of the residents in my building, along with the fuckin’ MANAGER. I’m between a rock and a hard place. But get this, Wattson:

I’ll come out the winner WITH the dogs, and without Deek if need be. Doesn’t he realize he’s putting himself in the absolute position of total obeisance towards me? He’s setting his own trap on HIMSELF. As are Moe, Kevin, and Myrtle and son. Let us not ALSO forget Ablahblah Realty. Oh what fools these mortals be!

– Zeke K-Holmes


Re: Incredible search-and-rescue story by Erwyn!
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: May 2, 2021 2:20 PM

> Not a chance.

I find people who brag about their climbing (or skydiving or football or bungee jumping or running of the bulls or whatever “athletic” nonsense they’re into) intolerably boring.

> You got that right!

Life is full of adventures without the high risk, anyway…so what’s the point? So many new things to discover, participate in…even if you’re all by your lone some. As I am, for the most part.

> Have lost the urge; feel pressed for time all the time now.

You have so much rural beauty right where you live, so that’s a plus.

> Good old Such-and-Such Valley.

Yes, it’s never too far away, and you can always hang there at such-and-such a time! Indeed, I love to go there whenever I’m in such-and-such a mood. But that’s only when I don’t have such-and-such to do on my computer.

– Zeke K-Holmes (such-and-such private sleuth at your service)


Subject: You MIGHT have responded to the wrong missive.
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: May 2, 2021 2:39 PM

The one I sent just a short while ago is entitled “Deek just dropped by…he was horrible.” It includes a video of Deek’s outburst earlier today. Instead, you replied to a post I sent the day before, entitled: “I saw Deek tonight, for just a few minutes.” Though maybe you’re getting to it right now, and I’m just too restless, after his vile behavior. I can send it again if you’d like…or just be patient. It IS one of my more important pieces.

– Zeke


Re: You MIGHT have responded to the wrong missive.
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: May 2, 2021 3:46 PM

> No, I read the latest! “He was horrible.” Truly appalling. Just haven’t had a chance to respond yet. And will definitely watch the short video included.

Thank you! I just wanted to be sure you didn’t miss it, what with your busy schedule. As it’s one of those emails where your input and reflections would be of high value for me, in deciding how to best deal with the idiot on the streets, and the idiot on my floor. Also, something REALLY NICE also occurred in the mix…an angel appeared out of nowhere, so to speak, and spoke the kindest words! You’ll know EXACTLY who I mean, once you read that piece. And damn it, I thought the spy glasses caught it all, but once I returned hovel, nope. It stopped recording after 4.5 minutes, even though there was plenty of space on the SD card, and I have it set to record in 30-minute chunks. Though even as short as 5 minutes would’ve worked, too, as it creates a NEW file to continue (and another new one, and so on) until I shut if off myself, or it runs out of room or the battery dies. Would’ve made OUTSTANDING vérité! Once again, I trust that my Reptilian Allies have their own recording of the scene. One would think so because, after all, THEY WROTE THE SCRIPT.

What a furshlugginer time to be alive, Wattson. Get those lizards outta my bed! And head! The scales have NOT fallen from my eyes, but grown an extra pair! Are we having fun yet?

– Zeke K-Holmes


Re: Zach just dropped by…he was horrible.
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: May 2, 2021 7:11 PM

> He’s feeling guilty about something, and so takes the offensive. Literally and figuratively.

Oh, Deek has TONS of things to feel guilty about including, possibly, plans to make Flaco pregnant. Or maybe someone’s offered him big bucks for the dogs…which’ll be spent in two days. Well, no point conjecturing, it could be anything in his long litany of sins. But I’m confident that any and all of his devious schemes will backfire. Per my Bodhisattva Premise:

“You have the greatest obligation to relax in faith, and not let worry poison the day…realizing that all sincere prayers WILL be answered in their own time, not yours.”

> Fucking ASSHOLE.

To put it mildly.

> Nightmare.

But notice how Shorty’s very kind to the pups, and helping clean up after Deek. Last year when I was visiting Deek down the block around 10 PM, he was with several other vagrants, who had spread tarps and blankets to sit on, with Lucky & Flaco cozily resting on one end. But they were leashed to the shopping cart, which was by the curb, thus obstruction any passersby, who’d have to skirt around by walking on the street. I saw a small blanket atop the cart, so plopped it down by the curb, in order to have the doggies sleep over there, that there be a clear space on the sidewalk. When I went to summon the pooches over, Shorty picked up that blanket, and I at first thought she was gonna walk off with it.

So I said hey, that’s for the dogs, but she ignored me. The next thing I knew, she had set up a very clean and tidy, cushy area for them…much nicer than my simple toss of the blanket. I was most impressed, and said thank-you.

> God, that’s so great. I love it when that happens!!!

She was my angel of the moment, a sweet little old lady who watched it all unfold! And so thoughtful to actually ask me where she can read my tales! That really clinched it for me, as I said in an earlier email: bodhisattvas always plant clues into any crisis, if you are astute enough (or ready) to notice them…which may include a sweet word or two. I think of Lisa now, and thank her once again. Well, that was hours ago, and she may already be reading my Brindlekin Tales! BTW, when I pointed out that sentence: “True stories from the Castro…eat your heart out, Armistead!” she cracked up because SHE GOT IT. She knows who Armistead is, and his book “Tales of the City.” I couldn’t ask for a more perfect little oasis of illumination, amid this bleak nightmare!

> Strutting around with his shirt off (nice day in SF!)

Yes, a lovely day…which Deek set out to ruin for me, like the shitty twat drama queen he is. He’s 43 years old now, and still living out his teenage hustler fantasy of being the tough guy on the block. He looks ridiculous, flashing a bit of his butt crack like some adolescent punk. Where does he think he is: the Tenderloin? I think I’ll ask him that tomorrow, when he’s due to pick up his weekly allowance. Highly unlikely he’ll miss THAT!

> flinging abusive crap in every direction. My wish is that he will leave the doggies with you and disappear.

Other folks in the ‘hood are pretty much disgusted with him, so THAT may come to pass. My heart goes out to Flaco & Lucky. Yet I always keep in mind that, on Day 1 of my Brindlekin Adventures, she looked at me with kind joy from that little hole she dug, as if to say, “Don’t worry, Zeke, everything will turn out just fine!” Hmm…

…maybe Moe will have a word or two with him, and scare Deek shitless, and away for good. After, of course, handing the dogs over. Which he’ll then bring to me. Well, that’s just speculation, but, since this is obviously a script written by bodhisattvas, I consider that a possible outcome. Moe may be one, too. This morning’s scenario was all too tightly woven to be OTHER than a written composition. I suspect Arwyn to be the playwright.

Of course, if such be the case, Deek is also one of the actors and just playing his role to make me come out of all this as the hero of the show. All glory to the hypnotoad!

– Zeke K-Holmes


Subject: Pups are snoozin’ away on my bed!
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: May 3, 2021 9:19 PM

Deek showed up an hour ago to pick up his allowance. His demeanor was excellent, and he was clean and well dressed. There seemed to be a new calm about him; quite a contrast from yesterday. In fact, I’ve never seen him so collected before, in all the years I’ve known him! I crouched down to greet the pooches who were delighted to see me…no surprise there. As I was petting them, Deek chimed in:

“I guess they can stay with you for awhile.”

I replied: “Really? I’d love that, thanks.”

He said he might be back in a couple of hours, or he might show up tomorrow morning, instead. The usual routine. So he handed me the leashes, his smartphone and the 20-pound speaker, and off we bounded to my sanctuary. The dogs tugged like wild as we climbed the stairs, so a third of the way up, I let them go…tumbling and yipping with such joy you can’t imagine! Instead of dashing up and down the hallway, they eagerly parked themselves by my door. Soon as I opened it, they both hopped on the bedding and began fluffing it up and tucking themselves underneath. Ah, comfort! Of course, I gave them some ducky treats right off the bat. Then off to doggy slumberland they went (2 minutes):

I think my newer spy glasses are faulty, as it seems like recording mode frequently turns off after a few seconds. How frustrating! But that explains why I didn’t get more than 4.5 minutes yesterday, so missed that precious scene with the little old lady, Lisa. And also, missed today’s meetup with Deek. Had I not superglued the lenses, I could’ve pulled one out, and used it on the first pair of glasses, which work perfectly. Ironic or what? So I guess I’ll just have to resign myself to wearing the one with the missing lens, if I hope to continue to get more of those excellent videos!

Today, I completed the process of turning all my Brindlekin chapters into narrated versions. The sense of accomplishment is awesome…it felt so important to me, to get the audio out there, even if the voice is just digital. The procedure was tedious, but necessary. For example:

Back and forth exchanges in a single email (which was most of them) required me to break each section into a “you said/I said” pattern. Like so:

Wattson wrote:

Blah blah blah blah blah blah.

So I replied:

More blah blah blah blah blah blah.

Wattson wrote:

Yet more blah blah blah blah blah blah.

So I replied:

Yet even more blah blah blah blah blah blah.

And so on, as many times as required. There were other adjustments I made to the text, such as excluding most links, and rewriting foreign words and phrases into phonetic English, so the digital voice won’t mess up the pronunciation. For example: instead of “vérité,” I spelled it “ver-ih-tay.”

I also added a period to lines that did not end in any punctuation, such as a book title or my name at the end. Otherwise, the digital convertor would run right into the next line, as if it were all one sentence. IOW: the period can be used to slow it down a bit, as does the comma.

But I didn’t obsess over getting all words pronounced perfectly, as I’d go nuts trying to accomplish that! I’d say the narration came out pretty good…more than sufficient for those who are vision impaired, to enjoy my tales. And anyone else who chooses the audio route. Here’s how it sounds (using my latest chapter, as an example); just listen to a half minute or so, to see how well it came out).

It just occurred to me there are programs out there that can break up anyone’s voice from an audio recording, into syllables, and pretty much turn them into a digital reader. It would be relatively easy to do that with Marshall’s voice, as I can use one of his podcasts! That would be HILARIOUS if I could duplicate his voice to narrate my stories!

Well, I’m gonna relax this evening, with Lucky & Flaco’s beatific company!

– Zeke K-Holmes


Subject: Deek just came by to pick up the doggies.
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: May 4, 2021 10:37 AM

I fed them extra early, just in case he really DID show up around 8 AM, like he said yesterday evening. Normally I feed them breakfast around 10:30, after letting them snooze extra long, and taking them for a walk. To my surprise, he DID come by the gate around 8:30. This is a 40-second video of that scene, which I call “There’s Always Something.” With the following description:


Deek dropped by this morning, to pick up the pups who stayed with me overnight. Glad to see the “no drama” Deek before I have my first cup of java for the day. However, he could NOT just leave it alone, with a final, rude comment upon departing. It was in response to my statement that they ate well this morning. You probably can’t make out what he said on the video, but these are his words (approximately; I couldn’t make them out either, during replay): “Ate well? They look skinny. When they’re with me, they’re fat.” Which is not only untrue, but it defies logic, since even if I didn’t feed them anything at all, they wouldn’t look skinny within a day’s time. But what IS true is that, in Deek’s world, there’s ALWAYS something to gripe about, no matter how perfect the day.

This is all his desire to feel he’s in command of the ship, when it comes to the Brindlekin. So there will always be SOMEthing I do wrong, regarding their care. Nonetheless, he trusts me implicitly with them; thus it is vital that I not strip away his sense of control. So it’s a fine balance between criticism that he MUST hear, and not driving him away…for the sake of the mutts. I can handle it.

Though last night he put me in a slight rage, which I kept to myself. When he showed up to drop off the pups (around 8 PM), he was with someone else I’ve never seen before: a heavy-set black dude (wearing a mask, unlike him). Upon returning his freshly charged devices and his handing me the leashes, he called out as I walked off:

“Remember, they’re just staying with you overnight, enjoy their company, don’t try to steal them again!”

I chose to ignore this, and entered the gate without looking back. That was a setup, saying such a stupid thing in front of a stranger. His treating me like I’m an idiot, giving his guest a bad impression of me, and that Deek is king of the roost around these parts, with me among his many dimwitted minions whom he must keep in line. He’s done this before, and more than once. And right below Moe’s apartment, to boot. He knows what he’s doing, orchestrating things that way…as for one thing, I’m less likely to confront him immediately, what with the dogs and a stranger present, and my quasi-fascist neighbor within earshot.

And if I bring it up to him later on, he’ll either deny ever saying it, or accuse me of hanging onto the past! Talk about infuriating. He’s quite the manipulator, but I’ve warned him time and time again, it’s going to backfire some day, if he keeps it up…and he just may lose the dogs as a result. Plenty of his street friends have seen me with him and the canines, including trusting me with them from time to time. So they are far less likely now, to believe at least SOME of his lies about me. By thrusting me into his own homeless world against my will (because it’s really none of their business), he thinks it plays into his favor, control-wise. But it does not, since now they see how WELL I treat the pooches, and how difficult it can be at times, dealing with him. In sum:

His putting those sweet, furry angels in the middle of pointless drama is horrific. He knows I won’t reprimand him with the force necessary, in their presence. Compelling me to wait the next time he shows up, to address his latest mind-fuck (assuming none of his street friends is present, which sometimes they are, thus thwarting me). But then he’ll make all sorts of bratty excuses, and accuse me of lying. Or it’ll be such a quick visit, I won’t have a chance to reprimand him. None of his “friends” would ever dream of opposing him, seeing as he’s their cheap and instant source of crystal gratification. In fact, they’ll say whatever they think pleases him…which includes turning against me, if they deem that necessary to remain in his good graces. Anyway, good doctor:

Flaco favored sleeping in a box last night. The previous box I had discarded, in preparation for bedbug treatment. Shortly after they arrived hovel last night, I thought: maybe if I check the back porch, there’ll be a spare box to use. So I stepped out and noticed a small stack of U-Haul cardboard flats on their side, still resting on the wall beside dead-Todd’s room. They’ve been there since he passed on, in order to pack up his belongings, though greatly diminished in quantity at this point. Interesting how Todd’s ultimate demise has been a boon for yours truly in a number of ways.

For one, the shared restroom is now almost always vacant for my use, instead of over half the time when I needed to poop, it was occupied. Todd was a chronic lingerer, when it came to potty time. I’d often lightly rap on the door to see if someone’s in there, and it was usually Todd, who’d always say, “Out in a moment.” But he never was, sometimes remaining on the throne for 15 minutes more, or longer. But I assure you, Wattson, his constipated nature extended way beyond his bowels for all the years he’s been here.

Another plus that came with his passing, is a mountain of excellent books and DVD movies dumped on the back porch for anyone to retrieve and enjoy! Not to mention he can no longer GOSSIP wicked things against me, to other residents. So, a new box for Flaco is only the latest benefit resulting from his most welcome “excommunication.” Hooray! But Demeter only knows who my NEXT neighbor will be. I wouldn’t put it past the manager to select someone who’d be yet another irritation in my life.

Nothing more from Moe; he’s opted to remain silent after my patient rebuttal. Who knows WHAT he’s scheming up at this point? His mother has been very ill now, for at least several months…perhaps she has died by this time. I like to think that my revelation of Kevin’s nasty attacks (and false accusations), along with my conflict with Myrtle and Adisa–and my consequent contacts with Ablahblah Realty over this–have inspired him to back off!

And not a word from my Philly friend, Chuck, since he emailed me that he thinks he caught the virus. That can’t be good, because if he was still hangin’ in there, he’d’ve communicated again, with me by now.

Well, it’s another lovely day, I am refreshed by Flaco & Lucky’s uplifting visit, and in command of everything, no matter WHAT crap is next hurled my way! Oh, the second pair of spy glasses is definitely not functioning right. I put them on record mode last night and this morning, yet nothing was saved to the SD card. So I thought maybe popping the card out and pushing it back in might do the trick. But the tiny chip sprung all the way out of the temple and onto the floor, so I had to jiggle it back into the slot. Unfortunately, instead it fell into a small opening right beside the slot, and is so deeply embedded that even a tweezers won’t help. Which is why I shot this morning’s video with the original, “cyclops” glasses. I was so elated to receive the second pair, but now this!

– Zeke K-Holmes


Re: Fwd: NOTICE OF COPYRIGHT COMPLAINT
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: May 4, 2021 7:18 PM

> Jesus fucking Christ.

Maybe they’re annoyed by my severe criticism of their crappy service, that I posted as a chapter in my Brindlekin Tales, titled “Chronic DOT net.” Or just my complaints posted on their customer forum. I’ve recently been watching movies on popular free sites that are totally legit: Popcorn, Crackle and Tubi. Possibly, it’s coming from there. But if so, the complaint would be wrong. Crackle sucks BTW, as they get you stuck in one commercial after another, instead of the actual movie. I’ve also been watching films from the Internet Archives, which are all public domain. Well, let’s see what they have to say. AFAIC, I’m ready to end my subscription with them…this is pathetic.

I’ll lose my phone line with that, but I can always get back on AT&T’s cheap landline service. I can resume using public wifi now, anyway. And maybe subscribe to toast.net’s dialup, like I used to do. Or just piggyback off the coffeehouse across the street, though their wifi is erratic from this distance. Maybe I’ll sign up again with the Mechanics Library.

– Zeke K-Holmes

P.S.: I just looked into canceling my service with them. $149 cancellation fee. Both Comcast and AT&T have a MUCH better deal for the low income, with higher transfer rates, both down AND up. The “up” is important for me, because of the videos. It’s five times faster than what chronic offers. BTW, complaints have been building up against them, it’s not just me. So much for their “home grown, loyal community” facade. For $10/month as a low income senior on Medicaid, Comcast would give me UNLIMITED data transfer.


Re: Fwd: NOTICE OF COPYRIGHT COMPLAINT
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: May 4, 2021 7:41 PM

> They still don’t tell you what “copyrighted” item they think you’re using.

I’m guessing it’s the SAME nebulous complaint just reposted to them. I replied, asking them “What the heck is going on this time? Who and what is this complaint coming from?”

– Zeke K-Holmes


Subject: This is not my day (or week)!
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: May 5, 2021 7:32 PM

Between my quasi-fascist neighbor, Deek’s continued insults and poor treatment of the pups, Chronic.net’s sloppy accusations, and my spy glasses failing…yet one more slap in the face just occurred to me, only an hour ago:

As I walked home from a little grocery shopping, I passed by Walgreen’s tiny pharmacy outlet a half block from me on Market Street. And a sign on it said: free COVID-19 vaccine for walk-ins. But that wasn’t quite enough of a slap in the face, for as I strolled just 15 feet further, some friendly lady in a Walgreen’s smock stepped up and asked would I like to get my free vaccine today. So I just told her no, thanks, I got my first shot a few days ago, so I have to wait on the second. But thank you for being out here to let people know.”

Now as for Chronic, here is what MAY be going on, as your IP address CAN be stolen, and used in your name. The article is brief, and clearly explained:

https://www.pcworld.com/article/2893517/what-to-do-if-someone-steals-your-ip-address.html

There is that certain Nazi character on the discussion list, who seems to easily obtain new gmail addresses under other names. Which is HARD to do, as you’re required to give them your smartphone number. Now, only a good hacker could manage that UNLESS he’s paying a service (say, from the Dark Net) to do that for him. And, he has been harassing me in a MAJOR way for months now, and I sure have got him triggered. So, he’s suspect numero uno.

At any rate, I’ve been thinking about cancelling my subscription with Chronic anyway, because it’s a big chunk of moolah, and their service isn’t very good. The webmail they provide is old software and full of bugs. And they claim that Google isn’t spying through that webmail, even though when I ran its spellcheck about three months ago, a window popped up to tell me that Google collects all your spellcheck usage. I think I told you about that. Their excuse was that it doesn’t (even though that program by DEFAULT, interfaces with Google), but the subroutine to warn you about this was not removed…and they’ll correct that shortly. More like: I caught them with their hands in the cookie jar! Respecting customer privacy, my ass! They brag about how un-Google they are; what a joke.

This warning only appeared once so far, in the many times I’ve used their spellcheck…and, since most netizens don’t use webmail, it’s highly unlikely anyone would catch this faux pas. But I did, since I PREFER webmail, and use it all day long.

This is but one of several examples that have turned me sour on them. Like when you need a technician to come out, they usually schedule that two or three weeks in the future! Just like the big ISPs do. Now you tell me how their “community” oriented service is much more prompt with troubleshooting than the monopolies, if they usually make customers wait so long. Which is precisely WHY I chose them for my ISP. They made an exception in my case, because I threw a big hissy fit on their forum…which you already know.

I hesitate to pay for any other ISP, even if the deals are really good (for the low income thanks to gov’t mandate), via Comcast and AT&T, because they have a lousy track record, too, when it comes to customer privacy and service. I’ll probably be better off using public wifi, like I’d been doing for years, before signing up with Chronic.

For that same reason (lousy customer service) I also am wary about signing up for an “Obama phone,” because I’ve reviews on the companies that provide free or very cheap cell service for that program. Things like overcharges, hidden fees and lousy voicemail. Most of them limit to so many talk minutes a months, after which they’ll charge more. And some customer have complained on these consumers forums, that they’ve been overcharged for going over their minutes, though they have NOT. Or when you check to see how many minutes you have left for the month, it’ll show a lot less than you should have! I really don’t want to get caught up in this cell phone/Internet mess.

So that’s my day; I’ve had better. But I feel most morose over Flaco & Lucky’s ongoing, and unfortunate, situation. Deek is building up in his head more and more fake reasons to keep the dogs away from me. Well, you know the old saying: “No good deed goes unpunished.”

But I’ll stand firm, weather the storm out, knowing that this, too, shall pass.

– Zeke K-Holmes


Re: This is not my day (or week)!
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: May 4, 2021 8:11 PM

PLEASE NOTE I’M NOW USING MY GAY-BIBLE EMAIL. May as well delete my sonic address.

> When the time comes for the second shot, might you be able to go to this nearby place for it? Did you get Pfizer, or Moderna?

Walgreen’s does Pfizer, I got Moderna.

> I read about some guy who accidentally got one Pfizer and one Moderna. Wonder how that turned out!

He’d have to do it all over again, the RIGHT way.

> But how fucking infuriating, that this place was right there in your neighborhood and nobody told you about it!

I think they might have opened just today, spontaneously. Walgreens sucks on every level…this is typical. They got my personal data and I got NOTHING. And there is NO WAY to cancel your subscription with them!

> It occurred to me that it might be him, then I thought: nah, he’s not smart enough. But he’s a vindictive sonofabitch.

No, he’s not smart enough to be a hacker himself, but you can PAY for services to do that for you. There are some that get you a new gmail address whenever you want. And there are others that hack someone else’s info for you, for a fee of course. And let you fake someone else’s IP number. So you don’t have to be smart at all, just have some money. So he’s smart enough to get different gmails, so he’s also smart enough to pay for OTHER hacker services, too.

But I tick a lot of people off…just for saying I’m gay, let alone being activist about it. And I’m really out there in cyberspace.

> It IS a mess, and getting worse by the minute as everyone clamors for service. Could we have dreamt any of this when we were 1950s children?

No, I’m not insane…and you HAVE to be insane to dream up such a capitalist nightmare. Everything’s a convoluted ball of wires, impossible to untangle. Kafkaesque.

> I had a Deek-like person in my life years ago. Like you, I practically turned myself inside out trying to help him; what I got in return was disgusting insults and vicious lies. He’s dead now, and I’m glad.

At least two sweet little doggies’ lives weren’t on the line over him. That makes it a hundred times worse. I drove Deek out of my life for almost a year…but it was meeting Lucky that turned me around.

> It will.

Yes, of course. The bullshit should subside within a week or two. I saw Deek this evening, he’s being more reasonable. He’s making progress, but boy do I have to be strict sometimes, to get him to move ahead. Things WILL work out in my favor.

– Zeke K-Holmes

P.S.: I’m actually looking forward to going back to regular use of public wi-fi. I’m sorry I ever bit the ISP bullet! All these services stink. And I’m gonna keep my IP number hidden for now on. People can easily STALK you once they know that number…and it’s very easy to find out what it is, no hacking needed. That is a BIG flaw with Internet providers, who really SHOULD not do that.


Subject: More crap I forgot to mention…
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: May 4, 2021 8:23 PM

…just to add extra fecal frosting on the cake:

Yesterday, I contacted a local Verizon shop to find out about their $25/month cell service for people over 55 (no hidden fees or taxes, unlimited calls and texting, 5GB/mo. data, paid monthly). The woman who picked up the phone was OBVIOUSLY Chinese, and I could barely understand a word she spoke. Had no idea what I’m talking about, and the 55+ plan is $80/month for one person! If only I had saved the Verizon mailer, which was what made me aware of it in the first place. Or downloaded the Verizon page that featured it, but is no longer there.

So I told her Verizon has been offering this deal for months now, it’s plastered all over the media. I tried to find it on the web while speaking to her, but I didn’t come across ANYTHING! She suggested maybe I drop by her store in person. And with that, I hung up.

Changing my email from Chronic’s to Google’s on GoFundMe and Idrive (my backup service) appears impossible, so I contacted the support team for both companies in order to correct that…still waiting on their response. GFM is NOT user-friendly, making some basic changes or updates like pulling teeth. And when you go to their help pages, the instructions are incorrect, probably because out of date. And you have to go through several hoops before you can even GET to their contact page. Plus, if you DON’T go that route, sending them an email directly to “support@gofundme.com” will be rejected! But since no more money has been coming in for several months now, I’m thinking about shutting it down. I’ve been keeping a separate bank account open for this, which costs me $5 a month. No big deal, as far as THAT goes.

I’ll be using my gay-bible email again, for the MCN lists, as no one can mimic my name, as they could on Protonmail or even Gmail. Which latter is strange, because you need a specific cell number for each new user. Unfortunately, a certain someone is paying an underground service to allow him to do just that.

Remember how I backed up my extra writing of additional tales not in my trilogy, by forwarding the email (from Chronic’s service) in chunks to my gay-bible webmail? Well, I decided that, since I’ll soon no longer be a Chronic customer, I should do a second backup to Gmail. It was a tedious process and, unfortunately, they all bounced back, with Google claiming such a high volume of large messages, they have rejected them and blocked my IP number! Obviously, they didn’t bother to notice that I’m ueing the same IP to log in and use Gmail, as I am to transfer messages! But since that IP number is one of many from my VPN, it’s trivial, as I can easily switch to another server elsewhere in the world. But they did NOT block that IP number from my continuing to use Gmail in every other way. That, my dear Wattson, is a flaw! Because they SHOULD have realized that the same Gmail user is the one transferring a bunch of data from another webmail service!

So I finally resorted to downloading them all, to my hard drive…yet another painstaking chore; but glad I finally got around to it. For now, those older emails are also backed up to my external hard drive, as well as the cloud.

As for Chronic’s security: each of their modem/routers (or “gateways”) comes with two, built-in passwords (one for the system, and one for wifi) that CAN be discovered by a hacker, simply by downloading a list of these security keys for whatever model gateway (or stand-alone modem or router) they’re looking at. Chronic uses a company called “Pace,” whose modems and routers are cheaply built, with poor security features. And my building is very transient, with some AirBnB rentals thrown in the mix. So I have NO idea who most of my neighbors are. Which makes for an excellent reason to keep my VPN active at all times, just like I do for public wifi.

Plus, Chronic’s DSL maintenance and service is fragmented (which I learned the hard way), because DSL is now considered outmoded. Thus, they focus most of their attention on their fiber optic lines (or IOW, their high paying customers). Every time it rains more than a drizzle, my transfer rate slows down to a crawl.

If I go the AT&T route, I’ll still be getting DSL (not good), but with Comcast it’ll be cable (much better). Though as I’ve said before, I hesitate from putting my eggs in any ISP basket, after what Chronic has put me through. But I just may resume using an old-school landline provided by AT&T, if I can’t find the right cell service. Funny how our technology (thanks to corporate intrusion) has turned the simple, inexpensive process of getting a phone into a convoluted, costly mess!

I’m thinkin’ of asking Chronic support: “So, are you going to tell me when the Feds will come banging at my door, because I really want to look my best, and introduce them to these two lovely pups staying with me?”

May as well have fun with this!

– Zeke K-Holmes


Re: Deek just came by to pick up the doggies.
From: My Dear Wattson
To: Zeke Krahlin
Date: May 4, 2021 10:14 PM

> And not a word from my Philly friend, Chuck, since he emailed me that he thinks he caught the virus. That can’t be good, because if he was still hangin’ in there, he’d’ve communicated again, with me by now.

Uh-oh.

> Well, it’s another lovely day, I am refreshed by Flaco & Lucky’s uplifting visit, and in command of everything, no matter WHAT crap is next hurled my way! Oh, the second pair of spy glasses is definitely not functioning right. I put them on record mode last night and this morning, yet nothing was saved to the SD card. So I thought maybe popping the card out and pushing it back in might do the trick. But the tiny chip sprung all the way out of the temple and onto the floor, so I had to jiggle it back into the slot. Unfortunately, instead it fell into a small opening right beside the slot, and is so deeply embedded that even a tweezers won’t help. Which is why I shot this morning’s video with the original, “cyclops” glasses. I was so elated to receive the second pair, but now this!

You’ll prevail!!


Re: Deek just came by to pick up the doggies.
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: May 4, 2021 10:38 PM

> Uh-oh.

You can say that again.

> You’ll prevail!!

Of course I will. But now Chronic.net is screwing with me again. Looks like I’m gonna lose my Internet access. Thank god coffeehouses with their free wifi are opening up again!

– Zeke K-Holmes


Re: Pups are snoozin’ away on my bed!
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: May 5, 2021 2:03 PM

> So now it’s morning. Did he come back?? So cute to watch them luxuriate.

Yes, he came back…I just sent you the email about this.

> Oh, crap. Is there some way to cut a piece of clear plastic to fit the empty frame? You don’t wanna be attracting attention to those glasses.

Not really.

> HUGE amount of work. I really admire your energy.

Thank you. I was driven to get through it.

> When my old pal Roger Ebert (I knew him before he was famous!) lost his ability to speak when he had horrible disfiguring cancer surgery, he got a program for his computer that would speak as he typed. The designers of the program went and captured thousands of words from the zillions of recordings of Roger speaking (his TV show, etc.), rigged it so that his program spoke in his own voice, using words he’d uttered in the past.

That must’ve been very costly. There is nothing on the market yet, for such software, I have learned last night. There is a service called “Lyrebird,” but it’s not ready for the public, you can’t do much with it at this point.

– Zeke K-Holmes


The Final Chapter (part 6)

April 30, 2021

[BRINDLEKIN TALES – Book 3: Chapter 17f]

Re: Not a peep out of ’em!
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 26, 2021 8:54 PM

> Excellent idea to get there early. Let’s hope it’s not too wild and woolly an adventure.

I’m used to being slapped in the face most of the time, so it wouldn’t surprise me. If it looks dicey, I’ll just walk away. I’ll be recording it all, so you’ll see, soon enough.

> Fabulous!

Even better: if you search “zasu pitts” on Youtube, you’ll find a nice collection of her full-length movies. Will be watching two more tonight, (starting with “The Crooked Circle,” which is a pre-code comedy/mystery) just to forget Deek’s latest mind-fuck. Which will be part 2 of the “Deek’s BS” videos. Coming up shortly. He LOVES to ruin a person’s day; it might very well be the best thing he knows how to do. I suspect he’s learned that trick as a young street hustler in New Orleans. Tries to make you feel guilty about SOMEthing, no matter how good you are. It’s a type of power play.

Upon returning his devices a half hour ago, he commented about the pups: “I don’t know what you do to them, but I don’t like it.” Referring to their supposed lack of pep after staying with me. They’re actually well rested and calm, instead of hyped up from all the street craziness. If he wants an enemy, he’s got one. But I have to cover all that up, for the sake of the doggies. As I’ve been doing ever since around a year-and-a-half ago, when I resumed our association upon seeing that incredible pup he adopted. That’s Lucky. But now there’s also Flaco, whom I likewise adore.

What an awful start to part 6 of “The Final Chapter.”

– Zeke K-Holmes


Subject: You’ll be glad to know I got my first shot this morning!
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 27, 2021 11:14 AM

They administered the Moderna vaccine. I was surprised and pleased that the whole visit was well executed, with large tents and a short wait time. I was in and out of there in less than an hour. My 2nd shot is scheduled for May 25th. But what bothers me still is this:

Had I not been tipped off by a kindly stranger in a grocery store, I would’ve never known about Maxine Hall’s walk-in for seniors. The few online SF resources that cover where to get the vaccine, lists that place as limited to ONLY those within their network. So no one’s gonna bother. When you phone them, their recorded message ALSO says you need to be a network member, to get the vaccine! IOW, they have NOT updated this change, which began barely a week ago. Or perhaps that’s their underhanded way of keeping a flood of people at bay.

San Franshitsco should have done this early on: vaccine centers ONLY for the elderly, before letting everyone else in. I mentioned this to the other clerk at the corner store where Morey works, and all he said was: “At least you got YOUR shot.”

So I replied: “That’s an I-got-mine-you-get-yours mentality. What about all the OTHER older folks who don’t know about this place? To base this on who you know or some random tip from a stranger, is disgusting.”

He just shrugged his shoulders and stepped back inside. And this is EXACTLY why I hate the middle class. They act like they care about the poor, but when you scratch the surface you see a different skin. They do NOT care to grasp the inequities that are living nightmares for those below their financial scale.

So now I’m going to post to Reddit’s “AskSF” sub, about Maxine Hall. SINCE NO ONE ELSE HAS BOTHERED. As for Deek:

I’m thoroughly disgusted, as he’s obviously coming up with excuses off the top of his head, to NOT have the pups come over more than once in a blue moon. He’s JEALOUS over how much they like me. I think he’d rather see the dogs dead than let them visit frequently. Oh, and another concern about adopting a pet through the SPCA (and anywhere else for that matter):

I would most likely not QUALIFY because I just live in a room. And I doubt they’d be impressed enough to have a change of heart after watching some of my Brindlekin videos. And we’re talking, theoretically, about adopting not one, but TWO, dogs. They are very cute, sweet doggies, and someone else would snatch them up in a pinch…someone with lots of moolah, and a nice home with a backyard.

– Zeke K-Holmes


Subject: WTF? AskSF blocked my post!
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 27, 2021 11:49 AM

No rhyme or reason to it. The block was IMMEDIATE. So obviously I have been permanently censored from posting anything there! They had previously banned me for two days, over a discussion of younger people cutting ahead (by lying about their eligibility) re. vaccinations at the Moscone Center. Yet I said nothing out of line, just affirmed another person’s claim with online references. I suspect ageism on the part of the moderator. That is: the “boomer remover” mentality…just kill ’em off!

Click here for a larger view.

Re: You’ll be glad to know I got my first shot this morning!
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 27, 2021 12:34 PM

> Good!! I got Moderna, too, and had zero side effects.

I was planning on treating myself afterwards, to get a bite to eat. But then I realized there are no restrooms open in the city, so I just scooted back home. The bus getting there and back showed up quickly both ways. There were no disturbing vagrants present at the center, and it was clean and well ordered.

> The whole thing’s disgraceful.

That’s why I call it “San Franshitsco” any more.

> Right. And the lousy organization and lack of communication further puts people in “competition” for those precious shots. The pandemic has truly turned over the rock, revealing what squirms away from the light underneath.

At least I’m documenting all this, on a local basis. There will come a reckoning.

Deek’s ignorant, foul behavior has caused me to stumble under the weight, a dark force screaming in my head that my faith is delusional. I will not fall for that, but simply lick my wounds. Too bad there isn’t a vaccine for stupidity, ’cause he really needs a shot! Make that a double.

Yesterday’s 2-part video sharply exposes his dark side in a condensed few minutes. I told him I’m getting my first shot the next day, and he remarked (again) that COVID is fake; then said it’s all over already. I told him no, not by a long shot, and he needs to get vaccinated, too, as I don’t want him to get sick or die from it. He just brushed me off as if I were some clueless fool. I have NEVER before seen someone so well programmed to destroy his life in every possible way. He’s his own worst enemy, and I fear the dogs will be sucked into his personal doomscape; with me, helpless to save them, but simply be a witness to this horror. Flaco & Lucky are the BEST THING to ever happen to me, in my entire life…but look at the nightmare scenario entangling it all!

> That’s one thing rich people are good for–pampering their pets. Food, shelter, vet care.

In their little castles of smug self-righteousness. Though SOME of their castles are not so little! They are silent monsters, the most dangerous kind of all. San Franshitsco IS a city of monsters. But what city in America isn’t?

– Zeke K-Holmes


Re: WTF? AskSF blocked my post!
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 27, 2021 1:14 PM

> That is FUCKED UP!!!

I successfully posted the Maxine Hall notice to another sub, “r/sanfrancisco.” It has 229k members. Let’s hope they don’t take it down, too! I’m saving the link to check up on it over the next few days.


Subject: Can you believe this?
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 27, 2021 5:42 PM

Weirdly enough, my Maxine Hall post showed up on the AskSF sub, anyway! I know, because I just got a notice that someone replied. And, of all things to say, instead of just a simple “thanks:”

There are a bunch of sites offering walk-ins for everyone regardless of age. Why is Maxine Hall 65+ only? Weird.

–and my reply:

Because younger people were LYING to get their shots, which pushed out the elderly. They’d claim to have asthma, when they don’t, or claim to be working in a high-risk environment, when they don’t…and the clinics took their word for it, no verification required. Including thousands MORE young people from outSIDE the county. This was going on at Moscone Center, too! An earlier walk-in site limited you to one of eight zip codes. So Maxine Hall had the good sense to LIMIT their walk-ins to the elderly. Otherwise the same BS would go down, and once more, senior citizens would be shoved aside.

The idea that old people were ineligible until recently, if they did NOT have some serious medical condition, is DEPLORABLE. For being old in and of itself, is ALREADY a serious medical condition. But I ALSO think that young people who LIED at the expense of older lives (thus spreading further misery and needless death) have a medical condition of their own…and it’s MENTAL. Talk about the “boomer remover” mindset! It’s called “line-jumping,” and it was even discussed on this very sub. I guess you missed it. See:

Is it still possible to do standby at the Moscone Center if you’re under 50?

Also see:

The Wild Ways Young People Are Jumping Ahead of Granny for the Vaccine

–end

– Zeke K-Holmes


Re: Can you believe this? ADDENDUM
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 27, 2021 6:37 PM

And I got 15 upvotes on r/sanfrancisco, and 11 upvotes on r/AskSF. Never got so many upvotes before, and in such a short time. It’s a lot for me, as I often grate people with the blunt truth, especially regarding LGBT politics. Just look at all the brouhaha around me on the MCN list service!


Re: Can you believe this? ADDENDUM
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 28, 2021 7:51 AM

> Ha! Indeed!

Because so many who claim to be LGBT friendly, still don’t consider us newsworthy! Why, they’d rather hear about a cat being rescued from a tree, than anything about those queers…even if we were being hauled off to the gas chambers by gov’t mandate.


Subject: To quote or not to quote, that is the question!
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 28, 2021 10:35 AM

Prior to the span of more than two decades previous, I had come to realize that I am a grandiloquently quotable author; in fact, I’ve begun referencing mySELF now and then, since my esteemed body of opuses has piled up like a sempiternal mountain of earthly debris exhumed for the establishment of a new, old-kingdom Egyptian pyramid, or that of a high-rise apartment complex for the principality of Wallachia’s entire populace. (Take THAT, Sir Edward Bulwer-Lytton!)

For this astounding revelation, I predict that I will become more widely quoted than even Shakespeare, the Bible, or Eloise Bowles…IOW, the most quoted wordsmith in all of history, and for all tomorrows ad eternum.

Feel free to quote me on that.

– Zeke K-Holmes


Re: [MCN-Discussion]- Woke math
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: Discussion MCN
Date: April 28, 2021 9:27 AM

On Mon, 26 Apr 2021 15:01:23 -0700 Rob Copout squoinked:

> This is seriously being considered by state education people. Also in Oregon. Not to mention Virginia.

Your own racism shines through, Mr. Copout! This booklet is a serious attempt to put an end towards neglecting African American students when it comes to learning math. Similar to stereotyping women as incapable of mastering mathematics (like the infamous Barbie Doll “Math class is tough!” brouhaha), our educational system as it now stands, inculcates the same disregard for people of color. Do you know any FAMOUS black mathematicians? I doubt it. Start here:

10 Famous Black Mathematicians and Their Contributions

In sum: this is not “woke” math, this is proper math! For the time is way overdue to learn that not all mathematicians are white, and that black children are just as capable in excelling in math or any other subject, with the right teaching methods, that is: free of racial prejudice. Does that bother you for some reason?

 


Subject: My Bodhisattva Premise as Applied on a Global Scale
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 28, 2021 12:27 PM

Good physician, I am now honored to present you with my astounding conjecture as it applies to our entire species in general, in as terse a manner as possible:

Just as the challenges presented to us by our bodhisattva agents, they are likewise presented on a worldwide dimension. Some of our personal challenges are programmed to appear insurmountable, that is: with seemingly impossible odds stacked against us. But the lesson here is that, with constant faith and persistence, nonetheless we shall overcome these crises, as well. Thus, it is the same regarding global issues.

For while rapid climate change, imminent threat of a nuclear holocaust, and one pandemic after another (for examples) may grossly APPEAR to be insurmountable, they are NOT. Though that is precisely how they’re meant to play out. But again, with faith and persistence on the species level, they, too, shall be conquered. With that will also arise a NEW awareness of nature’s true divinity, and our role in it…and we shall then pave the way to a utopian destiny. With this curious twist:

Homosexuals shall lead the way.

– Zeke K-Holmes


Re: My Bodhisattva Premise as Applied on a Global Scale
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 28, 2021 12:50 PM

> I’m down with it!!

Only your hairdresser knows for sure, Wattson.


Subject: The Shoe Thief is Back! [my latest video – 36 secs.]
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: Zeke’s Mailing List
Date: April 28, 2021 6:16 PM

Shoe thief, or package thief? He has a key to the building AND drives a vehicle. What a perfect arrangement. The building manager SAID he was gonna change the front gate lock a few months back, but obviously that hasn’t happened. And that stolen key can be copied dozens of times over, and handed out. Lovely! I’m sure there’s an interesting story about how he GOT that key in the first place. A one-night stand with a stranger can cost you! I call them “fiends with benefits.” (That is NOT a typo, by the way.)


Re: Did you know that Max Fleischer’s Olive Oyl was fashioned after Zasu Pitts?
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 28, 2021 7:27 PM

> I did know that. And the woman who played Jack Nicholson’s wife in “The Shining,” Shelley Duvall, played Olive Oyl in the Popeye movie. She was perfect in that role. A guy used to live here whose grandfather, E.C. Segar, was the creator of Popeye. Many stories to tell.

Six degrees of separation! I’d love to hear some of those stories! I just looked up Popeye, and found this timeline page of his cultural and fashion influence here and abroad. He’s still going strong, into the 21st century!

https://popeye.com/timeline/

I just learned Ms. Pitts spelled her first name with TWO capital letters: “ZaSu” because she was named after two aunts: Eliza and Susan. And she even wrote a delightful homemade candy book BEFORE the candy thermometer was invented:

Candy Hits by ZaSu Pitts
https://www.amazon.com/Candy-Hits-ZaSu-Pitts/dp/B0007E5APO

And here’s an ebook about her that I just downloaded, published in 2010…so recent! Quoting from the description:

“Most often remembered for her gestures, expressive eyes, and body language on the screen, ZaSu Pitts was an unusual actress (and also an excellent cook: she often gave homemade candies to her coworkers, and her collection of candy recipes was published posthumously). This affectionate study of both her private life off-screen and her public persona details how the multi-talented actress become one of filmdom’s favorite comediennes and character players. The book includes many rare photographs.”

I like to think her kind spirit is reaching out to me, in this remarkable time of my life. Interesting, because I never paid her much attention as a teenager, when I watched her on the Gale Storm show, or some old-time movies. In fact, I never gave her a thought until a few days ago when I discovered Youtube’s collection of classic films. And I thought: “I really like Zasu Pitts!” So I guess she was happily dwelling in a cozy corner of my mind, all those years! And now, she’s emerged from that corner with a smile that beams a joyful light my way.

More generally speaking, there is SO MUCH from that period of America (the ’30s and ’40s) that enchants me, when it comes to authors and movies. And, I guess, the zeitgeist of that era.

– Zeke K-Holmes


Subject: Bedbug treatment tomorrow…I’m ready for it.
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 29, 2021 4:26 PM

Laundry’s all caught up and bagged. Tonight I’ll remove the tarps on the floor, along with the eight throw rugs…toss out the tarps, and bag the rugs for the laundry a few days down the line. Having to purchase new tarps every time is a waste of money, so it just occurred to me, why not use cardboard flats discarded by the restaurant next door? They’ll be covered by the rugs anyway, and will still keep the dirty floor under wraps. Easy and free to replace, as there is an abundance of clean, broken-down cardboard boxes on every block. Besides, the pups really like stretching out on cardboard surfaces…guess it’s their street wisdom. They always seek a clean spot to sit upon, whenever possible. Not that Deek cares much about their well-being.

He seems hell-bent on keeping them away from me, making all kinds of horrible, false accusations in order to justify this. Possibly planning to get Flaco pregnant and start his own puppy mill right there on the streets! And he knows that would put me in a rage; I’ve made that very clear, in hopes he wouldn’t go there. Because if I even get a whiff of him trying to get her inseminated, I’ll call Animal Control. But I bet they wouldn’t do a damned thing. These doggies are the nicest thing to happen to me, but look at the situation I’m in! The rest of my life will probably be a misery.

– Zeke K-Holmes


Re: Bedbug treatment tomorrow…I’m ready for it.
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 29, 2021 4:59 PM

> What a fucking ordeal. So sorry you have to endure it, over and over and over again.

It’s a living nightmare…no letup. Even when Flaco & Lucky visit (much to my profound joy), knowing they’ll have to be returned to Deek in a short while, is a dark cloud.

> I sincerely hope not.

The rest of my life WILL be a misery, if the pups are lost to me…how could it not be? There is no way around that, for I will miss them unto my final breath. Not that I won’t live on in reasonable stability because their love stays with me, but a huge chunk of my heart will be cut out and never be healed. If things should come to that, I hope to god no one will ever say to me, “Just get another dog.” For they are my friends, unique unto themselves, and can never be forgotten or replaced. Their boundless joy whenever they see me is EXACTLY what turns Deek against me.

So there is my blunt emotion, Wattson, minus the element of my Bodhisattva Premise. “Keeping the faith” is easier said than done. Deek will come around; I should not entertain ugly scenarios, they do me no good.

My new pair of spy glasses arrived yesterday, and I applied a bit of superglue on the top rims of the lenses, to prevent another mishap. Keeping the first pair, though, as they can STILL record as well as usual. I’m getting better at using my spy pen, and I may start wearing THAT, instead of the glasses, whenever I see Deek. Both types of spy devices have their pluses and minuses. But the pen is better concealed, hands down.

– Zeke K-Holmes


Re: Interesting Reply from an Amazon Seller!
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 29, 2021 5:18 PM

> Oh, there probably were peaceful dynasties. But when they did go to war, they didn’t fuck around. I ain’t no expert, but I delved enough into Chinese history to know that they’re old hands at empire and cruel domination when they’re in the mood.

But our western culture has been brutal too, and very foolish by treating other cultures abusively. Thus, we have no good card in the hand, to turn things around. Be that as it may, since my extraordinary tales will soon liberate all people on this planet, and bring true peace and prosperity across the globe, I consider it a waste of angst-inducing time to conjecture worst case scenarios on any issue. Or IOW:

“What, me worry?”

– Zeke K-Holmes


Re: Interesting Reply from an Amazon Seller!
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 29, 2021 6:02 PM

> That’s the ticket.

It has to be, Wattson…any other path is self-destructive! I know I sound crazy, but so be it. I am obsessed by an astounding vision, and my devotion to Flaco & Lucky is key to its fulfillment. How a very personal, little thing in life, tended to by one person alone, can be the trigger to global emancipation, is a curious revelation. However, being “alone” in this is actually an illusion, as we are all connected, and who and what I am today, is the accumulation of all the influences I have received from the outside world, along with what’s inside my head: a melding that unpredictably morphed into Divine Potency! “The Butterfly Effect,” one might say.

Nor is caring for two, sweet homeless mutts with curly, waggy tails and bright faces a “little” thing.

Only two days left in April…may they be miraculous. The last time the pooches were over, Flaco clambered onto my lap, as I lay stretched sideways along the cot, with my back against the wall. Prone across my extended legs and facing me, she stared into my eyes for a LONG time. So much love! I stroked her warm, furry back in dreamy repetition, and she soaked it all up. She emanates sweetness, with a brindle-gold aura!

And when it was time for me to rise, she kept trying to stay on my lap, which I consider a tremendous compliment for all the respect I give them both. But she finally acceded, as I gently placed her onto the cot beside Lucky. Her brother, who is SO good to her! That same day he hopped back onto the bedding and rested his head upon her hindquarters where she lay, and just watched over her like the good sibling he is.

I put the extra effort to get ALL my sleeping bags run through the dryers, yesterday and today. Because the doggies love their fluff! Normally, I would bag half of them away, and heat the rest up some weeks later, as my comfort is not as important to me, as theirs. The two adult bags combined, provide an excellent cushion from the cot’s jointed rods.

I have four kid’s sleeping bags, and two adult ones. And not a SINGLE one will go to Deek, should he ask, “Do you have an extra blanket?” They are for the dogs, and the dogs alone. Besides, he is quite resourceful, that is, totally capable of providing for himself…and he “LOSES” whatever I give him, three or four days later (more like he trades or sells them, I’m sure; for meth).

He treats me like a bottomless pit of lucre, no matter how often I explain to him the limits of my funds. You’d think he’d be tickled pink to have a friend like me, helping him and the pups out. But no, he sure isn’t. Just my luck to wind up with a monster for a friend. Well, at least he hasn’t held his failure to collect that stimulus check over my head…in fact, he accepted it gracefully. Which really surprised me.

Anyway, the hints are there, and plenty of them, that he is not the fucked up person he seems to be…but my main bodhisattva in this cycle of my life, with Arwyn being the previous one. And going further back: Randolph Taylor.

– Zeke K-Holmes


Subject: Of course he shows up tonight,10:30 PM…
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 29, 2021 11:04 PM

…just before bedbug treatment day. But not to have the pups over. It was a pretty good visit, though he immediately started whining about the dogs’ behavior, when all they were doing was playing ’cause so happy to see me.

“They don’t act like that when they’re not with you!” he exclaimed.

“You mean playful?” I said.

“No, biting and fighting each other.”

“Oh for god’s sake, they’re just playing with each other, Lucky’s just being silly giving love nibbles to Flaco. It’s cute.”

He was nonetheless calm, wanted some money but all I had was $13, and told him I didn’t know he’d drop over tonight, you’ll just have to wait till tomorrow. So he’s gonna return in the morning to pick up his devices, and more moolah. He’s really good at dropping by at the worst times, but I was glad to see the pooches, anyway.

Caught it all with my spy pen, the conversation at least, because most of the view was blocked by my shirt or arm. So looks like using the spy glasses is better. Will upload the recording some time tomorrow.

– Zeke K-Holmes


Subject: So now my quasi-fascist neighbor shits on me again!
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 29, 2021 11:48 PM

After visiting with Deek, I notice he hasn’t left that corner, and the dogs started barking up a storm. Because some houseless creep was bothering them (and him). So I stepped out once more, to remind Deek he can’t hang out here, he’s disturbing my neighbors. So he got going, thank god. I have it all on film, will upload tomorrow night.

Well, guess what…I just got this stupid email from my neighbor down the hallway, Moe Fleisher. He has NO idea of the crap I’ve recently gone through, including with the manager and the neighbors at the OTHER end of the hallway. I have yet to respond; maybe I won’t even bother.

——– Original Message ——–

Subject: Dogs and the nature of things
Date: 2021-04-30 07:33
From: Moe Fleisher
To: Zeke Krahlin

Zeke,

Thank you for handling, just now, the situation with your friend below
my windows. It was not long ago I had to endure a loud encounter you
had with him regarding breeding.

I may be mistaken but it seems you “babysit” his dogs on occasions
and sometimes for days at a time. I mention this as it is an example of
enabling him to the detriment of your neighbors. Since your babysitting
began, he again has been a problem (kind of the, if you build it they
will come).

Bottom line is, your attempts to help and your compassion for the dogs
are not enough.

Enabling always fails.

peace – moe

Save The Redwoods – savetheredwoods.org


Subject: Here is my draft response to Moe Fleisher (I haven’t emailed it yet.)
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 30, 2021 12:14 AM

On 2021-04-30 07:33, Moe Fleisher wrote:

> Thank you for handling, just now, the situation with your friend below my windows.

You’re welcome.

> It was not long ago I had to endure a loud encounter you had with him regarding breeding.

That was a rare conflict that couldn’t wait another moment, where I could speak with him away from the building.

> I may be mistaken but it seems you “babysit” his dogs on occasions and sometimes for days at a time.

That is true. Though the correct term is “dog sit.” And, like W.C. Fields, I hate babies.

> I mention this as it is an example of enabling him to the detriment of your neighbors.

Detriment? Hardly, they are a sweet addition to this building. Residents are delighted to see them, except for one very troubled neighbor, for whom I’ve already mailed two complaints to Ablahblah Realty. I think you may be unaware of this horrid situation. This is the mother and adopted son in 208, Myrtle and Adisa. He was allowing his teenage friends to loiter in the hallway, sometimes for hours, being noisy, belligerent, intimidating and (worst of all) refusing to wear masks. Here is a copy of my first complaint to Ablahblah.

And my second complaint, which includes a video link to a horrific encounter with Adisa and “friends” at the front gate, as well as photos of elevator workers not wearing masks. Though if you want to get right to the video, here’s the link.

So, as you can see, Deek is not the only difficult person I am currently dealing with…some of whom even reside in our building! And, in their own way, are as bad as or worse than dealing with Deek.

> Since your babysitting began, he again has been a problem (kind of the, if you build it they will come).

You’re blowing it out of proportion. Deek hardly comes by the building. There are far many other nuisances occurring on our block that have nothing to do with him…including the ongoing disturbance of the peace late into the night by the Hohokum workers, that “shoe thief” with a vehicle who has the key to the front gate, and the somewhat frequent homeless campers on the 16th Street side of the building. Not the same people all the time, but it’s a popular spot…which noise from them you, unfortunately, are subjected to.

> Bottom line is, your attempts to help and your compassion for the dogs are not enough.

Maybe yes, maybe no. But compassion IS the key in all matters, no matter what. Whether it’s Deek, crazy neighbors in our building, a well-meaning but misdirected manager, or elevator crewmen who don’t wear masks.

> Enabling always fails.

I am doing everything I can to spare these two lovely pups from his ignorance. That is a far cry from “enabling.” Animal Control will do nothing in this circumstance. I have even gotten the police on him, but to no avail. I have also been trying to persuade Deek to let me buy the dogs off him, where they can live safely and happily…and he’d still be able to have their company in the daytime. I have warned him incessantly that they should not be living on the streets, they’re little doggies and will come down with crippling arthritis if he keeps this up. Nonetheless, he is showing marked improvement in caring for them.

The doggies, Flaco and Lucky, are very sweet natured and absolutely quiet while visiting me. They used to bark a lot at other residents in the hallway, because this pandemic has made encounters with occupants extremely rare. Thus the pups were not accustomed to seeing anyone else in the hallways, except yours truly. They have since adapted, and their barks to and from my room are much softer and infrequent. I welcome you to watch any of the numerous videos I have of them, on my Youtube channel…they are a delight. Here are three among many lovely examples.

Sincerely,

Zeke Krahlin


Re: Here is my draft response to Moe Fleisher (I haven’t emailed it yet.) ADDENDUM
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 29, 2021 1:19 AM

Append this to the end of my letter to Moe:

“FYI: I’ve even been trying to turn the pups into mascots of the Castro, through my Brindlekin Tales (including my distribution of 2,000 “Brindlekin Tales” business cards). After all, it’s part of my collection, “True Tales from the Castro (eat your heart out, Armistead).” If they take off on the local level, there will be many residents watching over the dogs, and Deek will be under pressure to take better care of them. Or they just might be taken away from him. Your putting the word out could help make this come true!”


Re: Here is my draft response to Moe Fleisher (I haven’t emailed it yet.) ADDENDUM
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 30, 2021 8:48 PM

> This, added to what you sent previously, should be very effective. You rightly put the emphasis on the pups. You’re doing all of this for THEM, Deek is secondary.

The letter is done, with important extra sentences inserted into some paragraphs, the inclusion of the manager’s letter claiming the dogs are violent, and a link to the blog entry that lists some of the ways in which I’ve helped keep the building safe. I think the impact is much greater now, as a result. Moe is friends with the manager, but I have no idea if Kevin’s told him anything about his mess-ups, or would like Mr. Fleisher to know. However, it is MY well-being we’re talking about, and no one’s gonna tell me to keep it all hush-hush. I’m sure that it will rub Moe the wrong way, that I invite him to help me with the pups…and that’s exactly why I did that. His statements against me are over the top; he’s behaving like a bully. However, his mother is very ill and she may die…and because of the pandemic he can’t visit her. So I’m sure this has soured him considerably. I’m hoping that I can have Flaco & Lucky over more often, and invite Moe to enjoy their company from time to time. After all, he trusted me with HIS pup, Skellington III, years ago…and this is a GREAT opportunity to return the favor. Especially during such a painful time in his life. Anyway, here is the final draft, good to go AFAIC. If there’s anything you think I should change or leave out, please don’t hesitate to tell me. I trust your judgment, Wattson…as I always have, and always will. I’ve used everyone’s real name, which I will alter for the blog.

FINAL DRAFT, LETTER TO MOE:





On 2021-04-30 07:33, Moe Fleisher wrote:

> Thank you for handling, just now, the situation with your friend below my windows.

You're welcome.

> It was not long ago I had to endure a loud encounter you had with him regarding breeding.

That was a rare conflict that couldn't wait another moment, where I could speak with him away from the building.

> I may be mistaken but it seems you “babysit” his dogs on occasions and sometimes for days at a time.

That is true. Though the correct term is "dog sit," and, like W.C. Fields, I do not like babies. "Days at a time" is when ongoing rains or very cold nights occur in a string.

> I mention this as it is an example of enabling him to the detriment of your neighbors.

Detriment? Hardly, they are a sweet addition to this building. Residents are delighted to see them, except for one very troubled neighbor, for whom I've already mailed two complaints to Ablahblah Realty. I think you may be unaware of this horrid situation. This is the mother and adopted son in 208, Myrtle and Adisa. He was allowing his teenage friends to loiter in the hallway, sometimes for hours, being noisy, belligerent, intimidating and (worst of all) refusing to wear masks. Here is a copy of my first complaint to Ablahblah.

And my second complaint, which includes a video link to a horrific encounter with Adisa and "friends" at the front gate, as well as photos of elevator workers not wearing masks (who immediately resumed donning them full-time, after I posted some photos to the company's Twitter and Facebook accounts).

Referring to letter #1: almost immediately upon receiving a copy of my complaint, Myrtle and son made a false allegation during a meeting with Mr. Bond (I was not present), that one of the pups had bit Adisa and drew blood. Which is a bold lie, as well as suspicious, considering the timing of their complaint. I never leave the dogs out of my site, neither of them were even near the dogs at any time, and: they do not bite. That includes when they're on the streets...at worst, they approach someone within a few feet and yap away. Usually, some sketchy, meth head vagrant, or a wobbly drunk. But what really takes the cake, is Mr. Bond mailed me a signed letter, making the most outrageous claim about Flaco & Lucky, which you can read here.

I don't know what he was smokin' when he wrote that, but I sure don't wanna try any! He has actually greeted the pooches several times with a smile on his face and, while they may have barked, no biting was incurred, including when he held his hand out. Mr. Bond has since made his peace with me, and the false accusation went nowhere. He even said he saw my confrontation with Adisa on April 4th, via the lobby camera, and asked if I had anything to add to it. So I emailed him a link to the video I took, that he may do with it what he will.

So, as you can see, Deek is not the only difficult person I am currently dealing with...some of whom even reside in our building! And, in their own way, are as bad as (or worse than) dealing with Deek's infuriating manners. Because not wearing masks indoors can be deadly. Thus, while doing my best to save two doggies' lives, I'm also saving human lives. Not a shabby track record, I'd say! Though it's an uphill struggle in every case, with threats to my well-being in the mix. And it is not the first time I've helped keep this building safe, not by a long shot. I wrote a brief history in the following blog entry.

> Since your babysitting began, he again has been a problem (kind of the, if you build it they will come).

You're blowing it out of proportion. Deek hardly comes by the building. There are far many other nuisances occurring on our block that have nothing to do with him...including the ongoing disturbance of the peace late into the night by the Hohokum workers, that package thief with a vehicle who has the key to the front gate, and the somewhat frequent homeless campers on the 16th Street side of our building. Not the same people all the time, but it's a popular spot...whose cacophony you, unfortunately, are subjected to.

> Bottom line is, your attempts to help and your compassion for the dogs are not enough.

Maybe yes, maybe no. But compassion IS key in all circumstances, no matter what. Whether it's Deek, crazy neighbors in our building, a well-meaning but misdirected manager, or elevator crewmen who don't wear masks. But you're right: it's not enough, it needs to be a community effort.

FYI: I've been trying to turn the pups into mascots of the Castro, through my Brindlekin Tales...including my distribution of 2,000 business cards (a copy of which I've attached), which I've documented here.

After all, it is part of my collection, "True Tales from the Castro (eat your heart out, Armistead)." If they take off on the local level, there will be many residents watching over the dogs, and Deek will be under pressure to take better care of them, or they'll be taken away from him. Your putting the word out could help make this come true!

At least several Castro residents have already confronted Deek with the question: "Don't you think it's cruel to keep these little dogs outside in the cold all the time?" I've warned him he will lose the darling mutts, unless he gives them up to me. So a precedent has already been set re. community awareness; it just needs massaging. Considering how so many people are unemployed and bored out of their skull (thanks to this pandemic) this charitable, very "Castro" project just might be the ticket for brightening their lives. Full of purpose and a noble cause to boot. Besides: if you ever have the great fortune to spend even so little as a minute with these brindklekin, don't blame me if you fall in love with them. They have that power!

> Enabling always fails.

I am doing everything I can to spare these two lovely pups from his ignorance. That is a far cry from "enabling." Animal Control will do nothing in this circumstance. I have even gotten the police on him, but to no avail. I have also been trying to persuade Deek to let me buy the dogs off him, where they can live safely and happily...and he'd still be able to enjoy their company during daylight hours. I have warned him incessantly that they should not be living on the streets, they're little doggies and will come down with crippling arthritis if this continues. Not to mention all the other hazards of their being houseless. Nonetheless, he is showing SOME improvement in caring for them, though tragically at a glacial pace.

The pooches, Flaco and Lucky, are sweet-natured, and absolutely quiet while visiting me. They used to bark a lot at other residents in the hallway, because this pandemic has made encounters with occupants infrequent. Thus the pups were not accustomed to seeing anyone else in the hallway and lobby, except yours truly. They have since adapted, and their barks to and from my room are much softer and far less often. I welcome you to watch any of the numerous videos I have of them, on my Youtube channel...they are a delight. Here are three among many charming examples.

> Save The Redwoods - savetheredwoods.org

Save The Mutts - tinyurl.com/brindlekin

Sincerely,

Zeke Krahlin

The Final Chapter (part 5)

April 26, 2021

[BRINDLEKIN TALES – Book 3: Chapter 17e]

Subject: Building Manager Reconciles?
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 21, 2021 6:28 PM

Last night I had set my dish basin piled with dishes, cups and utensils, on a surface near one of the windows. And when I picked it up to take it over to the sink, one of the small bowls had suddenly slid off and flew out the window, crashing to the sidewalk with a grand smash. This startled a couple of people lingering nearby, of course. So I poked my head out the window, said, “Sorry, it was an accident, I’ll come right down to clean it up!”

As I stepped out with broom and dustpan in hand, one of the Hohokum smoke shop workers came out and told me I was lucky it didn’t land on anyone. Well, it was a thin, light bowl that would’ve done no harm, except to startle a person, so that was NOT my concern. Which was actually, that I prefer to keep the Hohokum clerks’ noses out of my business. But due to this incident, I was forced to make my presence known, and in a bold fashion at that. I immediately returned hovel after sweeping up the debris, pissed off that I had to draw such attention towards me.

So this morning I got a voicemail from the manager, who asked what’s going on about my dropping something out the window. Here’s the recording:

I called him back immediately, left a message that it was an accident, explained what happened…and won’t occur again. I then thought: “I guess the Hohokum minions ran off to Kevin and blabbed all about it, their lives are that boring!”

Later today, as I stepped out of the restroom, I bumped into Kevin, and we had a very interesting conversation. Turns out that Adisa had hurled stuff out the window of his own apartment, recently (and which I had NO idea about), so he wanted to clear up what happened with MY flying-bowl faux pas. And the Hohokum smoke shop resides directly below Myrtle & Son, so they have had to suffer the danger of objects flung out the window above. How long this has been going on, I have no idea.

Here is that video of our conversation, which I think you’ll find most enlightening. It essentially frees me from whatever false accusations came from Adisa’s (and his mother’s) direction, as well as from Kevin’s strange collaboration WITH them (just 2 minutes long):

Click here to watch video.

On the Deek topic:

Every night’s been cold, and today is especially chilly, yet he hasn’t given me the pups in all that time, so they can be in a warm place, at least overnight. His adolescent stubbornness is causing them harm! Each night I hope he’ll show up for the doggies’ sake, but it has yet to happen! The arc of the moral universe bends long, but its length relative to each situation. It looks like ALL recent difficulties in my life are bending towards my favor…some sooner, some later. The Deek saga is one of those LONG arcs, but I anticipate its resolution very soon. Though not so soon as, say, the Myrtle/Adisa/Manager fiasco, or my surprise conflict with Chronic ISP.

– Zeke K-Holmes


Re: Building Manager Reconciles?
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 21, 2021 8:07 PM

> Saw Timothy on the street in Fort Bragg today…he looked a little better than last time.

You just saw him, didn’t talk?


Re: Building Manager Reconciles?
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 22, 2021 9:22 AM

> Was driving.

Driving DOES put a crimp in conversational exchange with a pedestrian, except perhaps when imposing upon them a request for directions to a place you can’t find, because maps are so confusing. However, geolocation technology has entirely replaced the main function of sidewalk ambulators, who will probably go extinct as a result.

Personally, I find it rather ANNOYING whenever a motorist interrupts my meditative stroll, to ask where is such-and-such a place. They have absolutely NO interest in who I am, what I stand for, or my life history! I’m just one of those car-less “losers” at their gratis disposal, a convenient, impromptu tour guide. A dying species.

– Zeke K-Holmes


Re: Building Manager Reconciles?
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 22, 2021 12:15 PM

> Was able to listen to it. He’s quite forthcoming, even somewhat conciliatory toward you!

I am very PLEASED with our conversation. Justice will be mine on all counts, but my greatest concern is achieving safe harbor for Flaco & Lucky. And, like all challenges that appear insurmountable, faith is my only strength. The key is Deek’s redemption…meaning a newfound awareness of his responsibility to do the right thing. The dogs must NOT be sacrificed to achieve this; that would be an abomination. I believe that Kevin’s talk with me yesterday is also a sign of imminent success regarding the pups.

– Zeke K-Holmes


Re: Building Manager Reconciles? ADDENDUM
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 22, 2021 12:44 PM

But also notice his mask did not cover his mouth and nose at first. And upon pulling it up, he still left his nostrils exposed. Putting ME in danger of contracting the virus by yet another resident, once again. He has also neglected replenishing our shared restroom with paper towels, toilet paper and hand disinfectant, for over three days now. This is in violation of the city’s COVID-19 orders, not to mention the usual rent laws. See for yourself (32 seconds):


Re: [MCN-Announce]- how hard could it be…?
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 22, 2021 12:44 PM

> I’m enjoying this conversation! I don’t know who Myrna “Dear” is, but she seems to be a silly twit.

She is indeed. Her fake surname, “Dear,” kind of suggests that.

> Side note–I’m acquainted with most of the handful of black residents here (one guy died just recently),

I hope it wasn’t COVID. Even if not, more than likely his death was brought about by one or another result of racial bias, such as poor health care, unhealthy diet, social stress, etc.

> reducing the population of AMs by about twenty percent!). An interesting phenomenon, not one that is easily discussed, is that most of these individual folks actually prefer living among whites. I know, I know, the implications are disturbing, strange, bewildering, and so forth–but I’ve heard it with my own ears. One guy, who has a white wife, told me in confidence that he quit dating black women a long time ago, that they were just too much damned trouble.

I think SOME of this has to do with fewer crises living in a more affluent neighborhood. And avoiding the additional complications of partnering up with another low-income person who is also stigmatized by social bias. They are but TWO strategies of climbing the economic ladder, albeit a tragic way to go about it. A necessary evil, perhaps.

> As Art Linkletter said, people are funny…

I get the joke! We could throw in a brief clip of Nazi concentration camp victims to be REALLY absurd about it. Seeing as he was a registered Republican, thus most likely antisemitic. One could do a short series of Youtube videos, each prefaced with the same Linkletter clip of him saying “people are funny,” followed by a different clip for each video, of a tragic human event.

– Zeke K-Holmes

P.S.: I’ve been binge watching the old Basil Rathbone/Nigel Bruce Sherlock Holmes series, and enjoying it immensely. They certainly are a helpful distraction from getting too bogged down in worry over the pups and other trying matters.


Subject: Deek & Pups Return!
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 22, 2021 1:04 PM

Here’s a great pic of Deek, captured from today’s video:

Click here for a larger view

He said he’ll be back in a few hours to pick them up, but it would be REALLY nice if he let them stay overnight, at least. The doggies are SO happy to be back hovel! But guess what, something else has arrived to disturb my peace:

ANOTHER bedbug treatment to be scheduled some time next week. This is MUCH sooner than all previous intervals, so now I have to do the whole laundromat thing again, what a waste of several days, both before and after. The shit never stops!

– Zeke K-Holmes


Subject: And here they are, crashed out…
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 22, 2021 2:38 PM

…after a hearty meal and kind affection shared all around. Group hugs!

Click here for a larger view.

Re: [MCN-Discussion]- Pups Return After 4 Days (part 1) [my latest video – 3 mins.]
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 22, 2021 2:42 PM

> Hope they get to stay longer!

He likes to keep me guessing…says he’ll come back the same day, then doesn’t show up till the next, in the afternoon or later, sometimes even letting another day pass. That’s his usual habit; hopefully it will happen this time around, too. It was so funny watching them dash through the open gate and disappear up the stairs in a flash! They were romping up and down the hallway when I returned to my floor; once they saw me they scooted off immediately to the door, scratching on it with eager joy and a few grumbly “woofs.”


Re: And here they are, crashed out…
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 22, 2021 3:03 PM

> Aw. So sweet, happy and secure!

They have the sweetest disposition, it breaks my heart. Always attentive and kind…you could not ask for better company. Heaven is truly a state of mind, as the Buddha so wisely taught.


Subject: Is this Flaco or is this Yoda?
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 23, 2021 6:47 PM

Click here for a larger view.

Deek returned to collect the pups about an hour ago; it’s now 6:45 PM. Disappointing, that Deek did NOT want me to keep the pups overnight. I told him after four cold nights in a row, they could use a break. But he retorted how it’s been TEN cold nights, and his friends will make fun of him for letting someone else care for his dogs. This is ridiculous, he’s making that up. So I told him I don’t let ANY idiot tell me what to do, or think. They SHOULD have said what a good friend he has in me.

I pointed out that this person may NOT have his or the mutts’ best interest in mind. He may, in fact, have told Deek that, in HOPES of luring him into a tragedy. He could be jealous that he has a friend like me. Strangely enough, he agreed! But that didn’t change his decision to NOT keep the pups out all night again…and it’s even COLDER than the previous five nights.

Anyway, he told me to just enjoy their company whenever he brings them over, and that’s that…and if he doesn’t come back tonight for his devices, he’ll pick them up tomorrow. He DID make a point of thanking me for all my help, then departed, but not till after I spent some brief moments petting the doggies and wishing them all a wonderful evening.

I held back and watched them leave, assuming he’s going his usual route by turning right on Noe and crossing Market Street, in the direction of the Inner Mission. Instead, he turned left UP Noe Street, where I was also headed…to pick up groceries two blocks north. I followed behind by some forty feet, figuring he’s gonna turn left or right up a side street…but no, he kept strolling forward.

When we finally got close to the corner shop, he spotted me, said, “Oh, you’re following me?” The doggies were looking back at me with longing, as he said that.

“Nope, this is where I shop,” I explained and pointed at the corner grog & grocery. “I didn’t expect you to go this way.”

He then turned around to resume shoving the cart forward with pooches in tow. And called back:

“I’m gonna hit you!”

At least, that’s what I thought he said, figuring he meant if I keep following him, he’ll strike me. So I hollered:

“What?”

Again, he said, “I’m gonna hit you!” Or so I thought, so I responded:

“Oh, stop!”

To which he said a bit more boisterously:

“I’m going to HAIGHT Street!”

Glad to realize I misunderstood him, I called back:

“Oh, that’s a nice stroll!” And waved at Flaco & Lucky before entering Morey’s shop.

As I plunked a bag of rolled oats and a small, flat box of frozen chile rellenos on the counter, Morey piped up:

“Those dogs kept looking back at you, because you treat them with love! All you’re trying to do is take care of them for your friend.”

“Yes, that’s right,” I replied. “They were just over my place for a few hours, and I suggested they stay overnight, after being outside for five cold days. But he put up a little fight; he just doesn’t get it. It’s been a painful, slow slog for many months, and still going on.”

“Oh, I know,” he empathized.

“But he IS improving, making all the necessary changes, slowly but surely. So I’ll just keep pluggin’ away.”

I then stashed the two items in my backpack, wished him a lovely evening (we both enjoy cold nights), and departed.

What I like about our brief talk, dear Wattson, is that he obviously understands PERFECTLY what I’m going through. And THAT counts for a lot! I do NOT feel so alone in this any more.

– Zeke K-Holmes

P.S.: Oh, and another good thing that came out of this (besides Morey’s kind remark), is that, when I stepped outside my room with the pups, the building manager came by as we stood at my door 20 feet away. And of course they barked…well just one: Flaco. But gently, a couple of friendly “woofs.” So, as Kevin ascended to the third floor, he gave his own, friendly little “woof” in return. Then, just as I was about to bring the dogs to the main hallway, I heard someone ELSE come up the stairs…so pulled them back a few feet, and waited for him to pass, as well. And guess what: NEITHER PUP BARKED AT ALL!


Re: Is this Flaco or is this Yoda?
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 23, 2021 10:30 PM

> That’s the absolute cutest damn picture of Flaco….those totally sentient eyes…

She is a very SPECIAL little doggie, as is her darling brother! That is a pic from today’s “duck jerky” video, where she’s anticipating her next piece of the treat. She has the most wonderful ears. When she’s walking, they’re totally pulled back, flat…like she’s marching off to somewhere important, and she means business. To a dog like her, EVERYthing’s important, so she must pay attention to her surroundings at all times. Lucky, OTOH, loves to tease her from time to time. Which gets on her nerves, but not too often. A superb brother/sister relationship…they really love each other! Did you see that video where Lucky demands she play with him? Incredible! Flaco was hiding in the box, when Lucky jumped off the cot and yanked one of the two sweatshirts I keep in there, right out from under her! That’s when the video starts:

SOMETHING REALLY GOOD HAPPENED TO ME A SHORT WHILE AGO! And to think I had almost decided NOT to wear my spyglasses for a short trip to Rosenberg’s and back…for I would have MISSED OUT on this astounding encounter. The video is ONLY 2 minutes, and the link is below this description, which also appears on that page:

–begin:

This “part 6” video was neither planned nor anticipated…but MOST fortuitous! For I finally had that incredible chance to speak with the ONLY homeless person I know, who is really decent, and also knows Deek. I haven’t seen him in months, so had no idea where I could track him down, but he is the BEST chance I have of someone else speaking to Deek about taking better care of the pups. I didn’t recognize him at first, and he barely gave me enough time to convey how important my message is, that it get back to Deek. It didn’t even hit me until some moments after he scooted away, what an excellent encounter that was! Now, through him, other homeless people of at least SOME worth, will hear that message, too, and, hopefully, encourage Deek to DO THE RIGHT THING. In sum: this is a very good sign that the Fates are indeed on my side, and a tragedy will be averted.

–end


Re: Is this Flaco or is this Yoda?
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 23, 2021 10:49 PM

> Pure doggie goodness. Too good for this foul world.

That’s why they are here: they shall breathe new light into this world. First, they’ll become the TRUE heart of The Castro, then the entire city. Where thousands–nay, millions–of people will come to adore and protect them. Deek will be well taken care of, too, though the pups will stay with me. Then, through this extraordinary event, their doggie breath shall spread across the entire planet: an invisible lotus flower that blossoms to expand its petals out to the firmament and beyond. Blessing all that walks the earth, flies above it, dwells beneath it, and all within or on the oceans, too. There shall be born a NEW word to replace “Amen,” and that is:

“Woof!”

– Zeke K-Holmes


Subject: Pups Return After 4 Days (6 videos) [my latest blog entry]
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: Zeke’s Mailing List
Date: April 24, 2021 11:02 AM

Six videos recording one day in my life with Deek and his two darling pooches. There is heartbreak as well as joy, in my struggles to get him to take better care of his dogs, including allowing me to provide them with shelter and safety much more than he presently does.

Pups Return After 4 Days (6 videos)


Re: Is this Flaco or is this Yoda?
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 24, 2021 1:29 PM

> Crazy cute!!!!

Lucky is SO kind to her; he realizes very quickly when she’s moody, and does everything he can to let her know she’s loved. Her sad, offended expression when I was dotng on her brother is priceless. But I immediately gave her kisses and hugs, to be sure she doesn’t feel betrayed. Flaco loves to protect me, even from Lucky’s love bites. She’ll jump on my lap to keep him from getting their first. Or she’ll force her way between myself and Lucky, when I’m about to hug him. She’ll even rudely PLOP herself right on top of him, as if that somehow makes him vanish. When I try to kiss him, or extend my hand to pet him, she’ll block me with her face or paw! I literally have to slide her off to get to him. At that point, I decide it’s time again for a group hug.

If Lucky has an old hat or jacket to gnaw on, she’ll start champing on it, too, and in a little while will start growling until he retreats, so she’ll have it all to herself. He never grumbles back; instead is patient and kind, in spite of his obvious sadness that she’s pushed him away…for he is always glad to share. During such sibling bouts, I make a point to play with him, or encourage Flaco to share their common toy. They often nap together, head plunked upon the other’s shoulder or butt. Or a hind leg intrudes itself. But if she’s in a mood, and Lucky decides to plunk himself right beside, she’ll just raise her head, peer at him quickly to surmise the situation, then promptly arise and move to another place on the bedding…or jump to the floor to seclude herself in the box.

> Excellent! Spyglasses: Don’t leave home without them!

I think, more importantly, Wattson, is the extraordinary synchronicity of the incident…which would be somewhat LESS engaging had I not seriously considered leaving the glasses at home. It feels like I’m following some brilliant script, though subconsciously; and the hesitation to wear the spyglasses that one time is a great twist in the plot.

Even had I NOT worn those glasses, though, the timing of my finally bumping into him (the one person I was desperately HOPING to convey my challenge with Deek, but could never track down) was crucial and spectacular! His commending me so boldly is exactly the kind of scripted role one would expect in movies and plays with guardian angels in the mix. They always pop up at the right time. Deus ex machina.

– Zeke K-Holmes


Subject: Pups are back!
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 24, 2021 7:04 PM

Deek showed up a half hour ago, told me I can have the mutts for an overnight stay, maybe longer into a second day, because rain and a colder front are due, starting tonight. He said he thought about the cold nights, and thinks it’s a good idea. But of course he did not fully admit that, by demanding “no more crazy stuff like last time, I don’t want to get arrested.” So I told him:

“Well, DON’T talk crazy stuff, like getting rid of Flaco, or selling them, or giving them over to some girlfriend. That scared the shit out of me!”

He quickly said “okay,” and rambled on with more nonsensical blather. I don’t care about that, this is a real BREAKTHROUGH. He can talk all the BS he wants to make him look less guilty, I’m NOT gonna hold it over his head, because THE POOCHES COME FIRST! I’m wondering if Jay, my only homeless ally that I spoke with last night, had a good talk with Deek.

Well, one of my spyglass lenses is suddenly missing, and I can’t find it anywhere in my room. They’re frameless, and for that reason I should’ve bothered to add crazy glue where they join. Around ten years ago I had ordered online a pair of prescription eyeglasses that were frameless…and the lens popped out after just a week! So I left the camera eyewear home and, as a result, I ALREADY MISSED TWO GOLDEN VIDEO OPPORTUNITIES!

One was when I went to Golden Produce health food store on Church Street, where the workers’ mom, a sweet lady from Cambodia, asked if I got my shots yet. Well, I gave here and her son and daughter the entire rant about how I can’t make any appointment anywhere! With that, another sweet old lady (a black woman) said excuse me, but I know a place where you can just walk in: Maxine Hall on Golden Gate Avenue. I was suspicious, but said thank you, I’ll give them a call, and we’ll see…I’m not gonna just march on over there.

So I missed recording all that. Then, of course, my latest Deek encounter was not filmed either. I think I’ll just wear ’em without one lens; they have given me so much EXCELLENT witness to things important in my life! Heck, I’ll even wear’ em without BOTH lenses, if it comes to that! However, I also now have a camera pen. Only problem is it’s too jittery when I walk. And I don’t know how it will work when I bend over to pet the pups. Oh, well, I’ll get it sorted out.

SO GLAD the way has finally been paved towards better communication and care of the pups! Tremendously important.

– Zeke K-Holmes


Re: Pups are back!
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 24, 2021 9:48 PM

> Excellent news, all of it. What color are the lenses in your video glasses? Dark? If so, you could maybe fake it somehow.

The lenses are clear. I contacted the company, to see if I can get the lens replaced, so maybe they’ll take care of that.

> Oh! Let’s hope the lady who tipped you off about where to get a vax was right!! Here’s hoping.

I just looked them up, SUPPOSEDLY have walk-in (no appointment) for seniors only, weekdays. According to their site, they just started doing it today. They’re a “community and homeless” health care center, run by the Federal Gov’t. I can’t imagine myself hangin’ around with vagrants, waiting an hour or more to get my shot. That’s why I stopped going to free meal places years ago: the people you must be around are frightening! Plenty of homophobia, too.

Then there’s Walgreens…I tried a few days ago, but they had nothing available unless I wanted to go to one in Los Angeles. So I just tried again tonight:

You have to sign up with personal info. I did that, because they claim to have an opening at my nearby Walgreens. So I had to go through the first page, to get shot #1, then it took me to the next page to arrange the date for #2…and by the time I got through all that, and made my last click, it said “service down, try again later.” Does that mean my first shot is still scheduled for this Monday at 7:20 PM, or not even that? I don’t think anything was processed, because they would’ve sent me an email to verify at least the first appointment. But now they have my personal information, and I got nothing. I’m thinking about calling Maxine Hall Monday morning, but do I really wanna take two, crowded buses only to linger among the scary?

> SO glad you have the doggies, even if just for a night or so. Though I wish it could be forever.

Yes, me too. I’m wondering now if Flaco has already come down with arthritis, because she’s meeting with some difficulty, jumping on and off my cot. She hesitates and looks warily before making the leap either way. And when she jumps onto the cot, she barely makes it, and has to squirm with her hind legs for that last step. I help with a nudge. Maybe I’ll start carrying her on and off the bed. Before this, she’s always been able to make one simple hop, up or down. Then again, she was sleeping and I woke them up for their meal, so maybe she’s a bit sluggish as a result. Now, I gotta bring up yet one MORE problem to Deek…the the pups should NO LONGER live outside! They never should have been, in the first place. Just one crisis after another, I can’t believe all the horrid shit I’ve been through since late October…and it’s STILL going on!

You’d think I’d have a simpler, calmer life, not being tied down to a job, but my world has ALWAYS been rife with bullshit, no matter what.

– Zeke K-Homes


Subject: I should get my first shot later this week.
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 25, 2021 10:46 AM

Looks like Maxine Hall is the real deal. I was wrong, that they’re in the Tenderloin. I got their block location on Golden Gate Avenue mixed up. They are actually on the edge of the Fillmore District, and just an easy, straightforward (and pleasant) 12-block stroll from the Castro. They are indeed welcoming walk-ins, fortunately limited to folks 65 and older. Otherwise, they’d have a flood of everyone else driving away the elderly…like what’s going on at the Moscone Convention Center. They are open for walk-ins four days a week. I’d like to go there tomorrow, but between the doggies and bedbug treatment preparation, I’ll have to wait till Thursday or Friday. As for Walgreens, check this out:

12 NEWS NOW: Walgreens requires consumer info to see vaccine availability, unlike CVS
https://www.wpri.com/video/12-news-now-walgreens-requires-consumer-info-to-see-vaccine-availability-unlike-cvs/6558315/

IOW they are FORCING people to register for a Walgreens account before they can even find out what vaccine appointments are available, and at which nearest store.

What is going on with the Walgreens online vaccine appointment system?
https://www.9news.com/article/news/health/coronavirus/vaccine/walgreens-online-vaccine-appointment-system/73-debd221f-4532-4c5f-8fa8-8ba371093348

Looks like people who register online are getting their first shots, but can’t schedule the second one, just like what I went through in applying for my vaccination. So even if they have me scheduled for tomorrow, I won’t go there because they may refuse to set up the date for shot #2. This is horrific! And I never got an email to verify my appointment. Fuck ’em. Even if I unsubscribe my account (if that’s even possible), they’ll still keep my personal info.

– Zeke K-Holmes


Re: I should get my first shot later this week.
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 25, 2021 12:17 PM

> Excellent news. I had zero side effects; hope it’s that way for you, too, though “they” say that side effects are an indicator that your immune system is responding and making antibodies.

I’ve never had any side effects from vaccines, so not worried.

> Sneaky greedy bastards.

Exactly. And I don’t know if they’ll even LET me unsubscribe from my new account with them. Taking advantage of human desperation for profit…can’t get more capitalist than that! More on Deek:

The doggies are still here, lovin’ every minute of their fluffy, warm and friendly sanctuary. When he shows up (hopefully not until tomorrow; it’s quite cold today) I’ll have to impress upon him that they’re not outdoor pups, and continuing to force them to live on the streets will wind up making them ill with arthritis, and in a lot of pain…and he’ll have to put them down. The best thing at this point, is to have them stay with me every night. This has nothing to do with “taking them away” from him, but everything to do with preserving their health and happiness, that HE may have them in his life for a long time, and also avoid a tragedy that would make him wish he were dead. I’ll praise him to the heavens for making that personal sacrifice.

I have every confidence he’ll come around.

– Zeke K-Holmes


Re: I should get my first shot later this week.
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 25, 2021 1:43 PM

> Hope so. For everybody’s sake, but mainly the beautiful, lovable, sweet innocent love-bugs.

Like a fairy tale or a myth: the knight wants to rescue the princess from the clutches of a wicked dragon. But slaying it will only serve to destroy the princess, as well. The ONLY victory possible, is to find some way to befriend the dragon, and liberate it, too. Not by clever machinations, but through a sincere will that BOTH be redeemed. IOW:

The pups can NOT be saved without ALSO uplifting Deek in the process. And he has already made a big step in that direction, by admitting I’m right about giving them a break from a 4-day string of cold, damp nights. And this victory, I believe, will be April’s miracle.

– Zeke K-Holmes


Re: Lens replacement?
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: Mingsung Camera Glasses Seller
Date: April 26, 2021 9:17 AM

> Zeke, we can send you a new pair, you don’t need to return the one you have. please send me your address information. Thank you.

Cool, thanks. I’m gonna apply a little superglue to the top of the lenses, this time. I’ve gotten so many excellent videos already, with the camera glasses, they make smartphones look clunky.


Re: Lens replacement?
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 26, 2021 11:51 AM

> Yay!!!

Those spyglasses have quickly become an indispensible tool for sharing great insights with the world. Not to mention joy and heartbreak. Meanwhile:

Deek still hasn’t returned, thus the doggies have had TWO lovely overnight stays in my sanctuary so far. But Lucky threw up a lot late last night (around 3:30 AM): his whole evening meal came up, followed by a very viscous, yellow matter that was so sticky, sometimes he was forced to swallow it back down. No lumps of debris, just the fluid. Nor was there any sort of stink.

He seemed otherwise in good health, Wattson, showing no discomfort. After a bit of puking, he kept going to one of the windows, so I pulled back the curtain, that he may stand and peer outside. I thought maybe he’s wondering where Deek is.

But after his three brief forays to view the outside world, he parked himself by the door and gazed up at me. “Oh, he needs to relieve himself,” I then realized. So off we went in a wee hour, and they both peed and pooped. It was actually a lovely, quiet stroll. Upon returning hovel, he upchucked some more, but I already had newspaper laid out for easy cleanup. I gave him hugs and pats throughout the ordeal.

Lucky did not return to bed for awhile, indicating he still might heave a tad more…these pups are very fastidious! Flaco was calm throughout the night, no sign of stomach upset at all. So I tossed one of the kid’s sleeping bags onto the floor, which he finally rested upon. And I flung another bag down, so I could curl up beside him. He is now resting pleasantly upon the cot once more, but was definitely NOT hungry this morning. Flaco, however, ate most of her breakfast. I suspect that Lucky has that sensitive-tummy issue common among the smaller canine breeds.

Or he may have swallowed something off the sidewalk that I didn’t catch; a scrap of soft plastic, perhaps, or an undigested bit of beef, a blot of mustard, a crumb of cheese, a fragment of underdone potato.

It’s almost noon, now, but I’m sure Deek will show up before sunset.

– Zeke K-Holmes


Re: Lens replacement?
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: Mingsung Camera Glasses Seller
Date: April 26, 2021 2:01 PM

> Well, I hope not…

That he never show up again would make my life a whole lot easier, and the pooches would be MUCH better off. Or so it seems. However, I gotta deal with the dragon at the gate, as that is the reality. But can you imagine how DIFFICULT it would be, should Deek die on the streets, or just disappear, regarding establishing ownership over the dogs? His death, if such occurs, would probably be impossible to prove, when I approach the SPCA for chipping and licenses. Would they even allow me to get them their booster shots and/or health checkups? Things would likely be even MORE exasperating should he just disappear. And what if he perishes outside WITH the pups, and another homeless person claims ownership? Or Flaco and Lucky are absconded by someone ELSE, who has a roof over their heads? Or they’re impounded?

As you know, one of my goals in saving the pups is to turn them into mascots of the Castro. This COULD happen, if my Brindlekin Tales become popular on a local level. Yet that hasn’t panned out so far, but there’s always hope it will. And if it does, dozens of people (at least) would watch over them, making sure that Deek is taking better care of the little angels. He’ll feel the pressure! Local fans of my doggy adventures might even provide him with blankets, food, etc., to see to it that Flaco & Lucky need never be exposed to so much dank, nighttime chills. Some might even provide them with backyards to romp around in, cozy doghouses for sleep time, and much more. Another tactic I just came up with that might work:

Seeing as Deek is so sensitive about what others say of him, I’ll remind him that he’s in the public eye all the time. And that I’ve overheard now and then, people decrying his poor treatment of the dogs, they are considering reporting him to Animal Control, and have the mutts removed and put up for adoption. That it would not only beHOOVE him to demonstrate greater responsibility and love, but in so doing he’ll be showered with praise and support. He’d become a HERO in their eyes. By the same token, should he NOT follow through on doing the right thing, he’ll probably suffer some awful consequences. Including the brindlekin’s own misery and death. I’ll remind him that he told me several months back, that someone approached him to ask: “Don’t you think it’s cruel to force two little dogs to live outside in the cold and rain?” More than likely, though, he’ll deny ever saying that. He always shoots for the easiest cop-outs, like alcoholics who claim to never recall their offenses.

Arranging to shelter the doggies with me most of the time, would ALSO give him hero status. What I’m thinking, is to have him agree to bring the dogs hovel on days or nights whenever the outside temperature dives below 55 degrees. I can easily check the weather report every day, to know ahead of time what to expect that night, and tomorrow. This arrangement, of course, does NOT take into consideration all the OTHER dangers of having the pups live on the streets. But it’s a VERY good, major first step.

– Zeke K-Holmes


Re: Lens replacement?
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 26, 2021 2:57 PM

> Yes. But at least they’d be under your care and protection, 95% of the battle. The ASPCA must have to deal all the time with pets whose homeless owners have died or disappeared. I should think they’d be glad to know that these animals, at least, have a loving guardian, and make you the official new “owner.”

I doubt they’d just take someone’s claim that a homeless dog owner just died. For it’s unlikely it would reach the evening news or other media sources. Therein lies the dilemma, as I’m sure they’re aware of housed people attempting to take a homeless person’s pup off the streets against the owner’s will. Of course, it helps immensely to have all this documented via recent videos…which would at LEAST give them an understanding of what’s been going on.

> That’s a dreadful thought. It’s why I wish (as you do) that he’d let you put your phone number on their collars.

A dreadful thought, indeed. But one must consider the reality, tragic as it is.

> Yes. And it would increase the chances of the doggies being with you if/when Deek meets a bad end.

Community awareness of the pup’s precarious situation, and my direct involvement, would be a tremendous aid…to say the least. Indeed, it may be lifesaving. I feel like Sisyphus pushing a rock named “Insurmountable Odds.” It could all come sliding down at any moment. And I’ve been going through this for MONTHS, day in, day out. Yet the pups are still here. So far.

May the Fates be kind.

– Zeke K-Holmes


Subject: Not a peep out of ’em!
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 26, 2021 5:09 PM

Last week I posted a comment to Reddit’s “AskSF” sub, in a thread discussing doing volunteer work to fill the lonely hours. Someone suggested walking dogs for the SPCA, since canines s are such sweet company. Others chimed in “what a great idea!” So MY suggestions went like this:

“If you live in or near the Castro, you might consider befriending a homeless person named Deek, who owns two, lovely little pups. He needs others to encourage him to take better care of them, as he usually forces them to sleep directly on the concrete (not even cardboard padding), and suffer the cold rain and nights without warmth or protection. I am one person, and can only do so much. You might even donate a blanket, doggy sweater, food or whatever, to give these furry angels at LEAST a somewhat better life.”

But no one responded…not a single peep out of anyone of them!

Now, add to the many absurd challenges I’m going through, the inability to get my first vaccine shot, because I must care for the pooches. Can’t bring them with me, as not only may that not be permissible by the clinic, but Deek may show up. When I don’t answer out my window, he rightly assumes I’ll be back shortly. But in THAT case, it may be an hour or more before I return. By which time he could be in an utter state of panic.

Also, how do I deal with the doggies regarding bedbugs, when I have to pretty much pack away all cloth items, and take the pups with me outdoors for at least three hours, on the day of treatment. Doing SOME of the laundry ahead of time would also be necessary, which just adds to the difficulty. Though I COULD leave the pups hovel for that, I won’t be gone for very long. I’d just have to trust that my items won’t be stolen. At any rate, my seven thin throw rugs would have to be stashed in garbage bags until I get around to running them through the driers. Along with the two adult sleeping bags and four kid’s sleeping bags. Also ALL my clothing, including jackets. But what if Deek doesn’t show up before the bug treatment, for me to tell him which day that will happen? Again, he could drop by, and go into a panic within a half hour.

There is also the ongoing threat of a belligerent teenager and his fucked up mother, who are STILL here, though keeping a very low profile. I want to point out at this juncture, that EVERY manager of this building has come up with SOME way to intentionally put me in harm’s path by one or another resident who is mentally deranged. It’s like it’s their form of amusement. Fortunately for me, it’s always backfired in the long run.

So, 20 minutes have passed between the paragraph above, and this one. Deek finally showed up, griping about why the pups’ fur looks so “oily,” etc. I told him that false accusations aren’t gonna get him very far. But I know how he loves to fuck with his friends’ heads, because everyone is wrong except you. But I’m not gonna stand around and listen to his bull crap.

He then said how he knows one tenant in my building who said the dogs ALWAYS bark at him. I know who that is: Loni, a Latino drama queen. At any rate, I reminded Deek that they hardly bark at all any more, that the pandemic made the hallways empty, so they’re not used to seeing anyone else in the building except myself. So it took them longer than usual to adapt.

I have this all on video, thank Artemis, including when I decided at the last moment to tell HIM how he’s in the public eye all the time, and I’ve overheard some people exclaim how poorly he cares for the pups…forcing them to sleep on the concrete, and exposing them to the cold rains and frigid night air. He said “I don’t wanna hear that!” So I retorted, “Well, since you’re so eager to tell me what someone else has said about ME, I’m just returning the favor.”

At any rate, he should be back tonight for his recharged devices; let’s see how things progress. I’m not gonna push for having Flaco & Lucky over more frequently, as I’d prefer he offer that himself. Gives him a sense of control, which is VERY important for immature egos, if you want to move them in a better direction. And I think he’ll follow through. My latest Deek video will be released about an hour from now, and is called “Just More of Deek’s BS.” Watch for it on the announcement list.

– Zeke K-Holmes


Subject: Deek’s new hair color…
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 26, 2021 6:11 PM

…matches the doggies’ fur perfectly! I didn’t notice this until only AFTER perusing the video for a great thumbnail image. What do you make of that, Wattson?


Pups Return After 4 Days (6 videos)

April 24, 2021

Six videos recording one day in my life with Deek and his two darling pooches. There is heartbreak as well as joy, in my struggles to get him to take better care of his dogs, including allowing me to provide them with shelter and safety much more than he presently does.


Part 1:

Brindlekin visit once again, after four days without their sweet company! Hopefully, Deek will decide to let them stay the whole day, and overnight.

Part 2:

Happy to return to my cushy sanctuary (that I call my hovel), loving exchanges precede their finally crashing out in doggy slumber.

Part 3:

Two hours after their return hovel and some solid nap time, I fed them their meal, then let them sleep some more. About an hour after that, I treated them to their favorite snack before resuming their cozy snooze. They love their duck jerky treats!

Part 4:

Deek returns to pick up his Bluetooth speaker, smartphone and battery pack. Says he’ll return for the pups in two or three hours. I hope he’ll change his mind and have the good sense to let them spend one night indoors, where they’ll keep warm. After four chilly nights in a row outside, it would be cruel to not give them that.

Part 5:

Deek did not choose to let the pups stay with me overnight, even though I suggested it would be a good idea, after them being outdoors 4 cold nights in a row. So I sadly gave them a few more loving pats on their heads, and wished them all a blessed evening. I wound up quasi-stalking them, as they went in the same direction I was going, to pick up some groceries. Deek finally spotted me.

Part 6:

This “part 6” video was neither planned nor anticipated…but MOST fortuitous! For I finally had that incredible chance to speak with the ONLY homeless person I know, who is really decent, and also knows Deek. I haven’t seen him in months, so had no idea where I could track him down, but he is the BEST chance I have of someone else speaking to Deek about taking better care of the pups. I didn’t recognize him at first, and he barely gave me enough time to convey how important my message is, that it get back to Deek. It didn’t even hit me until some moments after he scooted away, what an excellent encounter that was! Now, through him, other homeless people of at least SOME worth, will hear that message, too, and, hopefully, encourage Deek to DO THE RIGHT THING. In sum: this is a very good sign that the Fates are indeed on my side, and a tragedy will be averted.

The Final Chapter (part 4)

April 21, 2021

[BRINDLEKIN TALES – Book 3: Chapter 17d]

Re: [MCN-Announce]- A Conversation with Charlie
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: Lisa Harwood
Date: April 13, 2021 3:42 PM

> Zeke: This video was removed by Youtube before I had a chance to see it.

You can now view it here.

> (Been away from my computer for a few days. Couple of the days burning brush at my partner’s place.) Did Youtube give you a reason for removing the video? Did it happen immediately, or was it complaint driven?

The answer you’ll find in my next chapter, which release I’m about to post. Thanks immensely for reading my tales…you’re WAY ahead of the curve, Lisa! But later this year, so many will be reading them, that WordPress will probably crash more than once. :D

– Zeke

P.S.: You can also watch “My 2nd Conversation with Charlie” here:

It was an excellent conversation, mostly about San Franshitsco’s screwed-up COVID-19 vaccination rollout that neglects many of our low income, elderly and homeless denizens…including yours truly. One VERY interesting remark Charlie made, was that when he went to get his first shot (at Zuckerberg SF General Hospital), he along with everyone else awaiting their turn were all PACKED INTO ONE ROOM! So I guess they had them over a barrel. They could either refuse to take the risk of close proximity, breathing the same air, and walk out…or spend an hour or longer mingling their breaths during that time, in order to finally get that vaccine! A Faustian bargain indeed. Now documented on video (8 minutes):

Click here to watch the video.

Re: Some Quick Updates
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 14, 2021 10:28 AM

> Great pic of Deek!

Yes, it’s PERFECT! Cigarette dangling from the lips, gold medallion raised forward, his scruffy streetwise appearance. The touch of a humorous aura in the whole image…as if he’s aware of his own bodhisattva nature, and the joy that comes with it. I suspect he DOES know I’m filming all this, so made a point of featuring the Buddha/dragon icons. Catching Lucky fluffing up the white blanket with such joie de vivre is also priceless. I suspect even the PUPS know they’re on camera. I especially enjoyed Deek’s describing the Buddha as riding atop the dragon. How could anyone at this point write him off as just a common vagrant?

And THAT was his kind way of letting me know everything’s fine with the mutts, and always will be…along with MY life, his, and everyone else’s. How much more elegant than bluntly hitting me over the head with confirmation!

– Zeke K-Holmes


Subject: Yet ANOTHER worker not wearing a mask!
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 14, 2021 11:23 AM

Seems brazen about it too…like he’s daring me to report him! Fucked up situation, manager doesn’t give a flying fig about it, either. One thing GOOD I can say about all this: those spyglasses sure have paid off big time! I forgot to mention they gave me a $30 reimbursement for posting a review on Amazon, in the form of a gift card! They recently asked if I’d like to review their newest product (a pen with built-in, voice-activated audio recording), so I said “sure!” In exchange for my purchasing it outright ($24), they’ll reimburse the FULL amount, once I post a review. SPY vs. SPY all the way!

– Zeke K-Holmes


Re: Yet ANOTHER worker not wearing a mask!
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 14, 2021 1:09 PM

> Cheeky bastard!

More like “nasty punk!” I’m gonna see if I can report this to the company they work for, “Astro Elevator.” I just found out they have a Facebook page, so I messaged them:


Some of your workers at my building, 9666 Market St., SF, are not wearing masks inside the building. This is very alarming, at least one resident has already caught covid, and another one has died.

The message included two links to a pic of two different workers CLEARLY not wearing a mask. I also POSTED that same message on their wall. They’re also on Twitter, so I tweeted the same complaint there. AND they have an email address, so I took care of that, too. What really gets me is:

EVERYONE I’ve complained about knows exactly where I live, and has easy access into my building. I’M A SITTING DUCK. So now, I have the elevator workers on top of the building manager, Myrtle and Adisa (and his punk friends), and Ablahblah Realty! AND I DON’T HAVE A FUKKIN LAWYER! Yet.


Subject: It’s Like Magic! [my latest video – 24 secs.]
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: Announce MCN, Discussion MCN
Date: April 15, 2021 9:19 AM

Just like that…BAM!…overnight the elevator crew is all masked up like a boss! I wonder what did it: my complaint to the elevator company’s Facebook wall, their Twitter feed, or to Ablahblah Realty? (Their email address, OTOH, was not valid.) A little birdie told me, “Tweet!” All I know is: it’s GOOD to save lives, and one should never shirk from speaking out, no matter how dark the threat against you appears (in your mind or otherwise). This I learned straight from the Tibetan Book of the Dead, years ago (and I paraphrase):

“In the second stage of death you will be threatened by demons in many horrific ways, but if you do NOT cave in to fear and CALMLY stand your ground, you shall pass through to a higher realm.”

I simply concluded that our present life is ALSO just one of those realms, or levels, of being. Thus, having the courage to always do what’s right, you shall likewise pass to a better reality, IN THIS LIFE. And THAT, my friend, is the secret to this Book of the Dead: the lessons therein taught about dying well, apply equally to LIVING well! Speaking of “levels,” don’t you think the elevator is a perfectly DIVINE metaphor?


Subject: Success with the Elevator Workers
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 14, 2021 10:28 AM

It appears that my complaint to the elevator company had the impact needed to stop endangering residents of my building, as this video shows (read the description that goes with it), 27 seconds.

However, regarding Deek, last night’s meetup was less than sterling (4 minutes):

Though I MUST acknowledge that there is a vast improvement overall, with his attitude and behavior. I can’t expect him to change overnight, good physician! As the saying goes: “Three steps forward, one step backward.” Nor can I brush off the likelihood of this latest encounter being nothing more than another bodhisattva challenge…and thus, he knows EXACTLY what he’s doing, to make further progress on my OWN soul’s evolution. “Fine tuning” as it were. For the FIRST conclusion imposes more EGO on my part, than the second…and I mean “ego” in the negative aspect.

[an hour pause]

Well, I had to step out for another visit with Deek, after that last paragraph. Very sad seeing him more concerned with gelling up his hair, than with the pups, who only had the concrete sidewalk to rest upon. Deek said they were cold last night; I asked him why, since it’s easy to find a cardboard box for them to sleep in, and add some old jacket or other clothing for cushioning and warmth…he used to do that all the time. I confronted him further re. animal abuse. He opposed me of course, claiming he’s raised dogs before and even won awards. Which I do NOT believe, and said his poor treatment belies all that. At any rate, you will hear our conversation, and more, in a video I am preparing for upload a couple of hours from now. It’s a long one, about 26 minutes…so broken down into three parts. Now, allow me to end this missive on a good note, Wattson:

In the video, you’ll observe that my confronting him on this issue does NOT result in a belligerent shouting-down, which was his customary behavior till recently. This is a hopeful sign that he’s listening better, and WILL improve his regard for the doggies. Less hair gel, more puppy love.

– Zeke K-Holmes


Re: Success with the Elevator Workers
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 14, 2021 1:15 PM

> So poignant to see the pups gazing at you, hoping they’ll be going with you.

The heartbreak is a crushing cross to bear. I may have to witness them growing weathered and ill, right before my eyes, unto their death. It is a VERY slow torment.


Subject: Less Hair Gel, More Puppy Love, Please! [my latest video – 26 minutes]
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: Zekes Mailing List
Date: April 14, 2021 5:30 PM

Sad state of affairs, to see how poorly Deek cares for his sweet doggies, Flaco & Lucky. He seems to care more about gelling his hair, than showing more kindness to the pups. I confronted him on this, citing animal abuse, which he opposed with shamefully childish excuses. My hope, of course, is that I’m being tested, and this little scenario is a ruse. The bodhisattva challenge here is: do I speak out, or do I remain silent for fear of him removing the dogs entirely from my world? I believe I took the right action, by confronting him in a non-hostile, patient manner. This is in three parts, totaling 26 minutes.

Part 1 (11 mins.):

Part 2 (8 mins.):

Part 3 (8 mins.):


Subject: Going Digital
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 14, 2021 6:14 PM

Don’t know why this hadn’t occurred to me months ago, but it’s EASY to narrate my tales via digital voice. Here, I was thinking I’ll need to read them all myself, and there are so many, now! So I guess your local radio host and friend, Marshall, is replaceable for my needs. Chapter 2a of book 1 will be uploaded tonight. (It’s “2a” BTW, because that’s where I inserted the Julia Vinograd piece, so the original chapter 2 is now 2b.) I have to make SOME changes in the text files, but not much work is involved. Putting a period at the end of each line in the email header prevents the app from running all four lines together. The abbreviated “is” as in “he’s” and “she’s” is a choppy result, but does little to break the flow. Same goes for other apostrophized words such as “don’t” and “I’ll.” Though, after listening to my first digitized tale, the reading sounds BETTER than “good enough;” in fact, it’s pretty damn decent. Using a female voice, BTW.


Fwd: [ABUSE] NOTICE OF COPYRIGHT COMPLAINT
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 16, 2021 5:11 PM

What a load of crap…they give nothing specific, so I can figure out what’s going on. My hunch is that someonw owns an image I’ve uploaded to my WordPress site, and instead of contacting me directly, they’re being a dick about it by taking their complaint directly to my ISP. This happened once before: I had uploaded a photo of a canister of pepper spray, w/o even showing the product label…and the person who took that pic complained to my web host service, instead of posting directly to me. Even worse: he or she claimed since I’ve done it to him or her, I’m probably doing it to others! But the point is:

If someone demands I remove it, I will, promptly. However, copyright law is gray in this area, in that, if your work is public domain (and/or you’re not monetizing it), there is no law that says you’re not allowed to use just anyone’s image.

But how can I know which image that is, if I’m not given even a shred of information about this supposed “abuse?” So I posted back, saying I have no idea what they’re talking about, please be more specific.

——– Original Message ——–

Subject: [ABUSE] NOTICE OF COPYRIGHT COMPLAINT
Date: 2021-04-16 18:42
From: dmca-agent@chronic.net
To: ezekielk@chronic.net

Dear Chronic Subscriber:

Chronic has received a notice from a copyright owner, or its authorized agent, that your internet account may have been involved in the exchange of unauthorized copies of copyrighted material.

Use of any services provided by Chronic to transfer copyrighted material is prohibited and repeated infringement may result in termination of your Chronic account. Complete details on Chronic DMCA policies can be found at

http://help.chronic.com/hc/en-us/articles/236029887-Digital-Millennium-Copyright-Act-DMCA-policy

If you believe this notice has been sent in error, please disregard this message. Otherwise, please discontinue any further infringing activity.


Subject: My Spyglasses Disappeared…Just Like That!
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 17, 2021 11:03 AM

I needed a phillips-head screwdriver to replace a lead-acid battery in Deek’s heavy speaker, so donned my spyglasses and strolled to Cliff’s Variety on Castro Street. While waiting in a short line, I lowered the glasses to my chest, where they hanged by a lanyard. I found the screwdriver, just $3.99, purchased it and, just before exiting, realized the glasses were no longer on me!

So I returned to the area I had walked around, searched for them everywhere…NOTHING! A store clerk helped me look, but still not found. How could this have happened? I would’ve heard them make SOME kind of clatter if they fell to the floor. I am totally flummoxed; it’s as if they simply vanished into thin air. And that lanyard has never been less than reliable for the several weeks I’ve used it. I left my phone number with the store, in case they find them. So:

My cheap purchase turned out to cost me over $40! I just ordered another pair ($70), but the price was only $35, thanks to an Amazon gift card. Plus, I will receive a reimbursement for the recording pen, once I post a review. That’s another $24 bonus. However, I COULD have spent that lost money on the pups, dammit. At least the battery works for the speaker, perfect fit. And it looks like it’s already fully charged, so no waiting a day or longer for powering it up. Turns out that one of the two connectors for the smaller, old battery had loosened its way off. One of his “tech” buddies had added two flat pieces of plywood to keep the battery from jiggling, but I guess that wasn’t enough.

FIVE DAYS WITHOUT SPYGLASSES, THIS IS HELL! During that time, I’ll be kicking myself for every great moment I miss, that I would’ve loved to record…especially the Deek moments. And the pups, of course. Maybe I’ll use my smartphone, by stuffing some tissue paper into a shirt pocket, so the part with the camera lens will poke out. That seems workable. Just don’t know how the audio will come out…I’m gonna test it right now.

– Zeke K-Holmes


Re: My Spyglasses Disappeared…Just Like That!
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 17, 2021 11:42 AM

> Infuriating!!!

GOOD NEWS, WATTSON: they have been found. Listen to the voicemail, which arrived just ten minutes after I returned hovel.

I went back to pick them up, and thanked him personally. Another clerk (a lovely young black woman who handed me the spyglasses) was also there, as they listened to my spiel:

“Well here is an interesting thing about having found them in the doggy treat section, especially since I didn’t even go NEAR that area: both my Youtube channel and WordPress blog are dedicated to my helping two homeless dogs! So there’s a touch of magic in all this.”

I then placed the glasses back on, hanging from my neck by the lanyard, and exclaimed:

“See? I don’t see how they could’ve just fallen off without my noticing.”

They both agreed that this incident was indeed bizarre. Before departing, I handed Chuck my Brindlekin business card, and declared:

“It even says ‘True tales from the Castro, eat your heart out, Armistead!”

They both got a good chuckle out of that. Thus, I departed with great joy in my heart, and, much to my added delight, triumphant music accompanied me, blasting out of a converted bus on Castro Street. (Not MY kind of music, per se, but it did put a lift in my stride.) That was the first thing I caught on film after the surprise return of those glasses that have already done so many wonderful things for me.


Re: [ABUSE] NOTICE OF COPYRIGHT COMPLAINT
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: Chronic Abuse
Date: April 18, 2021 3:47 PM

That’s absurd. I am neither distributing nor reproducing ANY copyrighted material. I ALSO resent your subject title including the word “ABUSE” in it, as if I’m a criminal, based on erroneous and clearly unfounded “evidence.” The nature of your email is INTIMIDATING, and just like the draconic behavior of the monopoly ISPs. If you wanna talk “ABUSE” just look in the mirror. Not only would it behoove you to send queries over possible copyright issues in a RESPECTFUL manner, it ALSO behooves you to inform the customer the first time around, exactly WHAT the complaint is about. In sum:

Your post to me is OFFENSIVE and ABUSIVE. You may as well be Comcast or AT&T with such thoughtless behavior.

_________________________________________________________________________________________

Re: [MCN-Announce]- Believing in God
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: Announce MCN
Date: April 18, 2021 4:15 PM

On Sat, 18 Apr 2021 at 10:17 AM, Kind Warlock posted:

> My dog is a cognitive being. I have many stories to share about our sacred relationship.

I don’t think it’s a coincidence that “dog” spelled backwards is “god.” Especially if you define god as love. No doubt you are by now long aware of my Brindlekin Tales, because I announce each new chapter and video around them, on this list. But I’d like to emphasize here, that they are all about how two, sweet homeless pups have turned my life around, given me so much inspiration and brought me to a higher plane of self realization, I am now gushing with creative force as a result…so much so, that Brindlekin Tales has become a trilogy, and I’m almost done with book 3! It is free to read online, and always will be. It’s also a multimedia experience…which you CAN’T achieve in a standard, paper publication! There is MUCH heartbreak, MUCH joy, and one cliffhanger after another. All true tales, for the most part. I also have a Brindlekin Tales Youtube channel to complement my written sagas.

Have a peaceful, serene night, Kind Warlock…and give your doggy a hug for me, please.

– Ezekiel

PS: if you’d like to have one or two of your own dog stories in my book, I’d love to do that for you! I cannot pay you for them; my works are all public domain, not monetized in any way. For they are my life’s labors of love, given freely from the heart.


Subject: A Pleasant Night, NOT
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 19, 2021 1:53 PM

Last night’s visit with Deek and pups was calm…nonetheless a tragedy in the making, for obvious canine reasons. Lucky was stashed in the shopping cart, surrounded by junk (no padding for comfort), Flaco was on the sidewalk and tethered to the cart. Just more heartbreak, seeing how joyfully they greet me, hoping each time I see them I’ll take them hovel. It’s a longish video this time, 16.5 minutes, so get around to it whenever. The audio doesn’t sync properly after awhile (starting where I’ve appended the first of two clips), but does not interfere with the overall message conveyed, and its impact. I use a freeware video joiner, which leaves a bit to be desired, but serves its purpose. Now I’ll have to add just one more layer of work to my video editing: figuring out how to correct the audio sync AFTER the smaller recordings have been strung together. Here’s the video, which I’ve semi-sardonically titled “A Pleasant Night:”

As for my ongoing concern over the doggies, I reminded Deek several days back, that so much constant exposure to the cold and damp climate will make them come down with arthritis…even though they seem fine, right now. It will slowly sink into their bones till the day comes when they’ll be in chronic pain all the time, and you’ll have to put them down, or they’ll die after months of agony. But as far as Deek is concerned: in one ear and out the other! If they appear okay now, why worry?

A couple nights ago he had a tarp slung over him, with the pooches huddled beneath and curled up for warmth. Happy to see me (as usual) they nonetheless remained in their skimpy shelter, sticking their cute faces out in kind greets. Yet he had the nerve to say: “See? I take good care of them.” But he STILL forced them to lie down directly upon the sidewalk…not even a sheet of cardboard for a bit of softness and warmth. And it’s so EASY to pick up a clean sheet ANYwhere in the city, for free! In fact, there are always some every night, folded up against the trash bins in front of my building.

I suspect he’s scheming to squeeze more moolah out of me, by keeping the pups from visiting, until I finally break down and beg him. Hoping, of course, I’ll persuade him with cold cash. This is NOT gonna happen, and it’s sad because he’s using Flaco & Lucky as leverage to get his way with me. So I have absolutely NO choice but to remain silent about them staying with me again, and god only knows HOW long it will take before he just presents them to me once again! Meanwhile, the pooches suffer from the cold, in their own, polite way, never a whimper of complaint. But you should SEE how they scramble for a warm spot every chance they get! While I was visiting with them last night, they eagerly dug a hole in that corner garden, to curl up in! There is warmth in the lower soil, and their sub-level placement averts any breeze that may whip up.

How many times must I plead with Deek to do the right thing, good physician: take better care of them outside, and allow them to stay with me at LEAST one night a week? It puts fear in my heart whenever I confront him about this–which I MUST do now and then, or my conscience would KILL me–for this just makes him dig in his heels and resist, and will possibly drive him away for good! He has an immature mind, and because of this I fear his jealousy of their love for me is a burning resentment. Which winds up hurting the pups! He may ALSO have a sadistic streak, that gets off on treating the mutts poorly. Gives him a sense of POWER. Now onto another topic, though just as pertinent:

Yesterday afternoon when I exited my hovel to discard some trash, I heard two young residents gabbing away as they descended the stairs to my floor. As is my wont these days, I immediately hid within the alcove that is right outside my door, and perpendicular to the smaller hallway leading to the main corridor. I do this because I don’t care to have encounters with tacky, wealthy queers brimming with superficial nonsense and wan, fake smiles. They never talk about anything of substance! Anyway, here is how their conversation went:

A lot of occupants have moved out for better deals, to the point where more than a third of the apartments are now empty…maybe as much as half! Ablahblah Realty refuses to lower the rent, no matter what. Several residents have already proposed just that, but all were turned down. One of the two remarked how he’s been here a long time, so his monthly payment is $700 (thanks to rent control) for the studio units that now go for $2,300! They joked about how he might request a 1-bedroom for the same price he’s now paying.

You know, Wattson, I’ve never paid a moment’s notice over why this building has become so silent…writing it off, of course, to the pandemic’s mandate to isolate oneself. Considering how long I’ve occupied this dank mansion, I am become a ghost long before my own death: a mere shell of a tenant, roaming the hallways and eavesdropping on the living! All I need is a bed sheet flung upon my person, and a length of iron chain to clank about, to complete this picture! Surely:

When one resides at 9666 Market Street (or as I like to call it: “Hotel California North”), every day is Halloween!

– Ezekiel Joseph Krahlin-Holmes
Friendly Ghost Detective Agency at your service!


Re: A Pleasant Night, NOT
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 19, 2021 4:12 PM

> That’s exactly it. he can lord it over the dogs, punishing them for his own raw-deal life. Sadly, people tend to look for somebody lower on the totem pole than themselves to take it out on. A dog is perfect; it can’t speak, it loves you no matter what you do to it. Horrible, tragic.

Fortunately, his mistreatment is relatively mild, compared to those who outright abuse their dogs. Though in such a case, I could EASILY have them removed by calling the animal abuse hotline. Whereas in THIS situation, it is all borderline, thus impossible to rescue the pups from his clutches. Still, I take the bodhisattva spin on it, and conclude not is all as bad as it may seem, and I really shouldn’t suffer such angst.

> Now THAT’S vivid!! And chilling!!

I am nonetheless in better company with my chains and bed sheet, than I am with the living. Nor do I believe this is my fate, but just a passing phase into a MUCH happier existence. We’re not talking DEATH here, either…we’re talking about a gobsmacking, MAJOR shift in reality. Gotta shake those chains to make it come true! Boo-oooo-ooo!

– Zeke K-Holmes


Re: [MCN-Announce]- Vartan Gregorian
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: Announce MCN
Date: April 19, 2021 6:21 PM

On Sun, 18 Apr 2021 12:14:20 -0700 (PDT) Judas Sakoschitz posted:

> We are not just some data points in a data mining program. We are not just consumers to be manipulated by algorithms, squeezed dry of our disposable income, and bade farewell as we shuffle off to the grave.

We are also not just some writers of hackneyed poems drooling with absurdly obsequious, obnoxious and oppressive christian psychobabble about some fictional character named Jebus. Unfortunately (for the rest of us) you DO fit into that shameful category, cursing everyone on this list with your malodorous plops of fecal versification.


Subject: SF Public Transit Continues to Crumble
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 20, 2021 2:52 PM

You will remember my gripes about MUNI’s lousy track record, including their most recent failure to get the Metro underground up and running late last year. Today’s SF Examiner article affirms my gripe. While MUNI claims they are prepared to do better, that is what they’ve ALWAYS said for decades:

SFMTA’s poor track record on capital projects risks losing ‘public trust’
https://www.sfexaminer.com/news/sfmtas-poor-track-record-on-capital-projects-risks-losing-public-trust/

And as if that weren’t enough to rub shit in your face, an advertisement appeared above the article, offering sales of silver and gold coins with Trump’s image on them! See attached image.

Click here to view a larger image.

Re: [ABUSE] NOTICE OF COPYRIGHT COMPLAINT
To: Chronic Abuse
From: Zeke Krahlin
Date: April 20, 2021 9:48 PM

Thank you! Needlessly causing anxiety to customers is not the way to go. There are probably more FAKE charges than real ones, in attempts by upstart companies or agents to scare money out of people who don’t understand their rights. Years ago, I think in 1998, I had to deal with a false charge of copyright infringement on a parody section of my web site. I contacted the EFF, and they stopped them in their tracks.

I have also had false accusations made against me, just to try to shut me down…because I’m a gay activist, and speak out on behalf of LGBT rights on many online venues. They were successful sometimes, in getting me bounced off a forum here and there…even got a website I ran shut down. I’ve also had other hackers take over my OWN white-hat hacking message board, because it was so successful!

Before the Internet took off, I had to deal with “old-school” false claims to police, campuses, you name it. So this is nothing new for me. Just be careful not to be an enabler by carrying out their dirty work for them. Look into the party making a complaint, before you take any action. Know what you’re doing!

——– Original Message ——–

Re: [ABUSE] NOTICE OF COPYRIGHT COMPLAINT
Date: 2021-04-21 02:50
From: Chronic Abuse
To: Zeke Krahlin

Hi Zeke,

We are sorry that the details about the report were not properly explained in the first email that was sent. Recently we have started a new policy where we notify customers about copyright infringement reports. Since this is a new policy, we are still working out the bugs in how we manage the process. We will use your feedback to help improve the process.

We understand that you are saying this message has been sent to you in error, so please disregard it. Thank you for your patience and understanding.

Best regards,

Remy
Chronic Technical Support
http://chronic.com/support

Come join the fastest growing internet provider in America! chronic.com/careers


Re: [ABUSE] NOTICE OF COPYRIGHT COMPLAINT
To: Chronic Abuse
From: Zeke Krahlin
Date: April 20, 2021 9:05 PM

Here, see these articles (which I meant to include in my previous post):

False copyright claims are more common than you think.
http://www.publicdomainsherpa.com/false-copyright-claims.html

An Example of When Large Companies Abuse Copyright Law
https://www.kevinmuldoon.com/companies-abusing-copyright-law/

YouTube channels are being held hostage with false copyright claims, but the platform’s hands are tied
https://www.insider.com/youtubers-channels-are-being-held-hostage-with-fake-copyright-claims-2020-6

BTW Youtube recently took down one of my videos, even though nothing about it was in violation of any of their rules…someone in their ranks just didn’t LIKE what I said in that video, which is now accessible on my Google Drive…same company that owns Youtube, as you know. You are welcome to view it for yourself.

I appealed it, but YT still said no. Their claim was that it contained medical misinformation about COVID-19…which it most certainly did NOT. My criticism was in San Francisco’s mismanagement of the vaccine rollout. And I am a victim of it! If anything, it is the city itself that is responsible for violating vaccine protocol. And complaining about it (as I did in the video) has NOTHING to do with spreading misinformation. Makes me wonder about the level of IQ of some of YT’s employees.

As for my copyright debacle back in 1998, my parody is still up there, thanks to the good people at EFF.

BTW. do you know about the gray area regarding using copyrighted images on one’s website or blog? So long as you are not monetizing your article (or requiring any fee to visit your site, or getting money for your posts in any other way), it is perfectly fine to post anyone else’s image to dress up your writing. But should someone complain (like the actual artist or photographer), may as well remove it, than have a headache. Only ONCE has someone complained, and my web host was freaking out, asked me to please take it down. I did, immediately. However, what was this “controversial” image? Just a tiny photo of a pepper spray canister…the back side of it, to be exact, where the product label does NOT even show! It was a very generic pic. Of all things for someone to gripe about! Furthermore, I am easy to get in touch with, but instead of first contacting me, the accuser went over my head and alarmed my web host!

All my writing I declare public domain right off the bat. It is even an art form in and of itself, to find images on the web that surprisingly fit the theme of each article so well. I startle myself often, every time I search for an image…and one usually shows up on the first page of the results, that is amazingly suited for the present theme. But many people are duped into believing using such coyprighted images (w/o first asking permission) for your own articles or stories is a big no-no…but it is NOT. Under the conditions I just stated above.

Particularly nasty people, organizations or their agents prefer to attack their target by complaining to their Internet provider, rather than the admin. of the web host, blog account, or whatever venue the issue in question is presented. THEY GO FOR THE JUGULAR! And they will use you, or any other ISP worker, to be their free puppet, if they can finagle their way around.

So, in protecting your organization from any possible unscrupulous customer, you must ALSO learn to protect yourself from any possible unscrupulous claimant as well! I would NOT still have my “Gay Bible” website up after all these years, were it not for the Online Policy Group, which provides free web hosting to non-profits and individual LGBT activists like myself. Before I learned about them in 1997, I was booted offa one web host or another every four months or so, due to Christian zealots riding my ass! And my site has NOTHING to do with pornography or any other seamy motive. It is a POLITICAL and SPIRITUAL site for LGBTs anywhere in the world, to give them inspiration and hope.

Now, my Brindlekin Tales WordPress blog and Youtube channel contain many pro-gay perspectives…so I wonder how long it will be before the homophobic vultures start to try and tear it all down? And will Youtube and WordPress have the cojones to defend my writing and videos, or will they cave in? But if the latter, you can bet your life I’ll fight them tooth and nail, with EFF backing me up all the way!

Yours truly,

Zeke Krahlin


Fwd: Re: [ABUSE] NOTICE OF COPYRIGHT COMPLAINT
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 20, 2021 9:11 PM

> Oh, excellent response!!!

Followed by a SECOND response which I’ve also just bcc’d to you!


Re: [ABUSE] Re: NOTICE OF COPYRIGHT COMPLAINT
From: Chronic Abuse
To: Zeke Krahlin
Date: April 20, 2021 10:17 PM

On 2021-04-21 04:48, Chronic Abuse wrote:

> Hi Zeke,
>
> We appreciate you providing us some background information regarding your experience with copyrights. The links you referenced will be a useful resource for us as we work towards improving our policy regarding copyright infringement. Thank you and have a good night!

Thanks, you too. Long live the memory of Aaron Swartz!


Re: [ABUSE] NOTICE OF COPYRIGHT COMPLAINT
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: Chronic Abuse
Date: April 21, 2021 12:22 PM

Remy, one more tidbit about fair use:

“Fair use laws state that copyrighted material may be copied for ‘limited and transformative’ purposes without the permission of the copyright owner. DRM often runs in contradiction to these laws by interfering with the ability for the limited material to be copied or shared. Fair use can be used to comment upon, criticize, or parody a copyrighted work. It is frequently used by journalists and other forms of media.”

From: A Complete Guide to DRM for Beginners

So, this would apply to reviewing a film, book or song. Or research regarding built-in religious (or other) bias against a group of people. Or any other research (such as for historical, comparative or social purposes).

Such use does not, of course, legitimize prolific sharing and/or sales of copies of the material in question. This is a good place to draw the line re. concluding whether or not possessing a copyrighted work w/o permission is legal. Media industries do NOT care to make such a distinction, thus often overstep boundaries of the law through intimidation, threats and false or overhyped accusations.

Nor does anyone doing reviews or research need to be a recognized or licensed “professional” in any field. A perfect example of this are vloggers and bloggers of news issues, that are NOT assigned reporters for any media outlet. I am one such v/blogger, and have been for many years. Of course, governmental authorities are attempting to strip away these free-speech rights, in order to control what information they choose to limit, usually for ulterior motives having to do with power.

Private industry likewise stomps all over citizens’ rights to voice their opinions and report whatever news they want. Because, by being PRIVATE corporations, they are not obliged to respect or hold up the rights of free speech for anyone. Facebook and Youtube are prime examples.

There IS an effective way to halt truly FAKE news, but they use that as an excuse to ban legitimate reportage on issues they don’t like, either because it conflicts with their own political or religious views, or may hurt their profits.

It is good that Chronic has decided to inform any customer of accusation of illegal copyright issues by third parties. But NOT by replicating said party’s draconic label of “ABUSE” or any other disturbing nonsense. Some customers may not even be aware they are breaking a copyright law…and they are not the ones trying to profit from illegal reselling or widespread redistribution. They usually don’t KNOW what their rights are, thus can easily be intimidated and even blacklisted from online services, including Internet providers.

ISPs are in the crossfire, and that is a decidedly DIFFICULT “between a rock and a hard place” position. In deciding how you want to deal with claims of copyright infringement, the EFF (Electronic Frontier Foundation) provides excellent guidance. Chronic’s policy is, I believe, to protect customers, as opposed to obliging the demands of corporate hegemony. If that changes, your company would be no better than the monopoly ISPs.

This is my last post to you on this thread…I just thought it important to mention this fair use issue. Thanks again for your attention; no need to reply.

– Zeke Krahlin
LGBT street activist before the dawn of Futurama


Re: [ABUSE] NOTICE OF COPYRIGHT COMPLAINT
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 21, 2021 1:48 PM

> Aaron, we hardly knew ye…

Yep. Very tragic example of government colluding with the corporation juggernaut. Cyberspace has made us all an open book, including gov’t, no matter how hard it resists. The ONLY sane solution is to inculcate a heretofore unheard-of level of trust among citizens, and between them and those who rule our lives.

In spite of Chronic’s claim to protect their customers from Big Brother, it is clear to me that one should nonetheless use a VPN to guard their privacy and rights therefrom. Even though Chronic claims one doesn’t NEED a VPN at home–due to their supposedly high level of security–they did NOT mention that, without a VPN, your IP number is still easily discovered. Thus can be used by online stalkers to track you down, harass you with false complaints, and other foul attacks. This includes possible abuse by gov’t and corporate entities.

I had become overly confidant in Chronic’s claim of security, and stopped using my VPN about three months ago, which I originally purchased because ALL my online activities were via public wifi, back in the pre-pandemic days. LESSON LEARNED! My VPN is now reactivated for my two laptops, my tablet and my two smartphones.

Considering that my rise to further recognition via Brindlekin Tales will garner me NEW enemies, a VPN has become an utter necessity. Christian zealots are the bane of America…and of the world. Along with Libertarians, who are NOT part of the Jebus cabal (as are Republicans), but EVIL just the same.

– Zeke K-Holmes

P.S.: Unbelievable how many crises my bodhisattvas have been hurling at THIS poor pilgrim, since November. This shit’s GOTTA slow down, before I’m afraid to step outside! Then again, it looks like even refusing to leave my hovel will NOT in any way stop this ongoing flood of challenges. As so well demonstrated by Chronic’s abusive email! Not to mention my building manager, nasty neighbors, and the elevator crew. What next..the FBI crashing down my door to abscond with my cyber-devices? They should be so lucky. They’ll be worth a FORTUNE on eBay soon enough.

The Brilliant Life and Tragic Death of Aaron Swartz

Less Hair Gel, More Puppy Love, Please!

April 15, 2021

Sad state of affairs, to see how poorly Deek cares for his sweet doggies, Flaco & Lucky. He seems to care more about gelling his hair, than showing more kindness to the pups. I confronted him on this, citing animal abuse, which he opposed with shamefully childish excuses. My hope, of course, is that I’m being tested, and this little scenario is a ruse. The bodhisattva challenge here is: do I speak out, or do I remain silent for fear of him removing the dogs entirely from my world? I believe I took the right action, by confronting him in a non-hostile, patient manner. This is in three parts, totaling 26 minutes.


Part 1 (11 mins.):


Part 2 (8 mins.):


Part 3 (8 mins.):


The Final Chapter (part 3)

April 13, 2021

[BRINDLEKIN TALES – Book 3: Chapter 17c]

Subject: I may NEVER be able to get the vaccine!
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 9, 2021 10:48 AM

Because on top of young people lying and cutting ahead, making appointments unavailable in all of San Franshitsco, there is a shortage coming up:

California vaccine supply will fall 15% next week, just as demand is expected to surge

https://www.sfchronicle.com/health/article/California-COVID-vaccine-supply-will-fall-15-16086592.php


Re: I may NEVER be able to get the vaccine!
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 9, 2021 2:12 PM

> Damn. I’m really sorry. So messed up. San Francisco, of all places.

AND IT’S TOTALLY BEING IGNORED BY POLITICIANS AND THE MEDIA! Just like the Medicaid travesty. Yet, it has finally become no-cost, after all these years. Whose to say my own outcries haven’t rippled up through the ranks, and fomented that change, Wattson? At least, the vaccine horror is all being documented in my Brindlekin Tales, which WILL impact everyone across the globe. And I couldn’t ask for a better result than that. Meanwhile:

The pooches are still here, great sleepover as usual; their appetites are superb, as is their spirit. Flaco loves her box to escape into, that I’ve supplied with two old sweatshirts for comfort…but she keeps pushing them out, preferring instead to flop right onto the cardboard. But she only goes in it sporadically, remaining for ten minutes or so, before returning to the cushy bedding on my cot. Lucky shows no interest in the box, except sometimes to attack her in playful sport. Which is great fun to watch. As for being back-stabbed by that attorney:

After listening to my rundown of offenses, she asked: “So what do you expect to get out of this, Mr. Krahlin, do you want to move out?”

Indicating that they are accustomed to dealing with renter issues of affluent tenants rather than SRO types, because that was the first question out of her mouth. I then told her, “God, no, I can’t afford to move, I just live in a single room on Social Security, and the low rent is thanks to rent control. What I want is for Ablablah Realty and the building manager to be answerable to these offenses.”

What probably led to their rejection via email only minutes later: I live in a single room, I’m a joke. My impression of the SF Tenants Union is they are here to mainly serve wealthy renters, and just give lip service to the poor. They may, from time to time, assist a large GROUP of low-income renters against a realtor, but when it comes to individual cases, not so much. The attorney’s secretary DID also ask:

“Do you know if any other resident has complained about the issues you’ve brought up?”

As if apartment dwellers DON’T keep to themselves and avoid as much as possible, defending any neighbor being fucked over by the landlord or manager. As if my bringing up my grievance to any resident WOULDN’T cause them to turn on me…which HAS happened numerous times when I occupied other large apartment buildings where egregious mistreatment by the building manager or owner was going on towards ALL tenants! As if the secretary didn’t KNOW this already. Their basis of whether or not a case is worth taking on, is whether or not several or MORE parties are ready to take action. Which leaves individual cases like mine out in the cold…EVEN THOUGH I have a very GOOD case that would be an easy win for just about ANY lawyer.

But as I said some time back, I don’t really NEED legal support, as a greater force is with me, that is: the Fates are in my favor (and which you’ve also concluded in one of your missives, when it comes to my writing). So I’m not gonna allow myself to go through a pointless tirade of angst, like a drama queen drowning in self pity. I am woman, hear me roar!

I completed part 2 of “The Final Chapter” yesterday, and part 3 is now a thing. Deek continues to surprise me with a much more mature and joyful manner, as my most recent videos reveal. April is, indeed, the Month of Miracles, and it can only get better and more miraculous with each passing day. We ain’t seen nothin’ yet!

– Zeke K-Holmes


Re: [MCN-Announce]- Deek Gets His 700 [my latest blog entry]
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: Lisa Harwood
Date: April 9, 2021 3:00 PM

> That 20 lb. Bluetooth speaker Deke insists—INSISTS!—you haul to your room video after video (this last time, within a breath of your informing him you received the payment, a half-share of which you are bequesting him right there and then) is becoming a metaphor for Sisyphus’s boulder—you always out of breath dealing with it as you have to contain the dogs so eager to return to your hovel), breathing so painfully you leave me (other viewers) wondering if you are going to survive the final steps.

Even worse, is that speaker was with me overnight, and I lugged it out to him (which is not obvious in the video)…and within minutes of testing it, said it still doesn’t work, so I had to bring it back hovel. As for my fatigued exhalations:

It’s more my emotional response to both the difficulties dealing with him AS WELL AS my gasps of amazement over how beautifully the tales are unfolding: I am in awe! The heavy weight of the speaker simply lends exaggeration.

> It’s become a symbol of the physically tortuous power-over-you, Deek. . .sneaks in each time. . ..as punishment (for absconding with the pups originally, or for the pups’ greater affection for you now).

Or, as I think is more likely: Deek is my bodhisattva running me through the end part of this gauntlet of my initiation into full self-realization. IOW: he knows EXACTLY what he’s doing…he doesn’t miss a beat. Like when I had just picked up the speaker with dogs in tow, I noticed his hat on the ground. When I called to him about it, waving it in my hand, instead of approaching me to retrieve it, he hollered back: “Bring it here!”

> Anyway: I suggest you insert a Sisyphus boulder contemplation in the video the next time the evil Bluetooth presents. As you are actually hauling the outsized box (perhaps during a pause on the landing); or if that would be too taxing, as an addendum in your written narrative.

I appreciate the metaphor, however I like to maintain a hint, a subtlety, to some of my scenes…which only the brightest of my readers catch (such as your own, honorable self). For one: the fate of Sisyphus is far more unrewarding than mine. For another: there is an element of humor in my burdens, that don’t jive very well with that myth. FYI: I HAVE compared my challenges to the Twelve Labors of Hercules in chapter 14 of book 2.

> P.S. I hate myself for saying this: BUT your enemies list rift was some of your best writing. The flow from beginning thru middle to end .

Yes, I’m having fun with that…thanks! And thank you, as well, for comparing me to that most excellent soldier of justice, Jane Addams, in one of your earliest emails. I’ve been meaning to bring that up, but it kept slipping my mind till now.

– Zeke


Subject: Speaking of Sisyphus
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: Lisa Harwood
Date: April 9, 2021 4:03 PM

In the video “Deek’s Dilemma,” you’ll see him carrying a really HUGE speaker, around four feet tall, right at the beginning. As a bodhisattva, he foresaw your Sisyphus reference, so played this joke on me, knowing I wouldn’t get it until some days down the line…which is today, NOW!

Not to mention he’s almost always pushing around a shopping cart that is heavily burdened…and often struggles uphill with it. As San Francisco is a hilly place to be! Perhaps he IS Sisyphus himself. Nothing would surprise me at this point in my Brindlekin Adventures.


Re: Speaking of Sisyphus
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: Lisa Harwood
Date: April 9, 2021 6:22 PM

> Closer fit.

Per my Bodhisattva Premise: they will always leave clues scattered about in ANY of their little adventures with you. They also have an outrageous sense of humor, which can make for some VERY funny clues. Depending on how advanced you are, or are not, discovering these “Easter eggs” may come sooner or later. Or a clue may contain MORE information at second or third perusal, than at the first.

But once you grok that angels are real, you will always be that much better, and quicker, at uncovering their clever gifts. And there will be some people you’ll recall, that you will suddenly realize were bodhisattvas themselves, though you hadn’t ANY idea back then, when they were in your life. Such as a friend in Junior High, an office worker two desks away, a nurse or aide who was very kind to you during your hospital emergency and recovery…or an animal you encountered in the woods, or one that was a pet at someone’s house.

They could have even reached out to you through the radio, TV, the movies, or of course the Internet in any number of ways. Maybe an author of a stirring book you’ve read, possibly even a character IN that book! They also show up in your dreams now and then.

Or through you, or me, without our realizing it. At least, not at the moment it occurs. Hindsight is always a boon!

– Zeke

P.S.: Some bodhisattvas are HOSTILE or scary in other ways…but for a noble purpose: that you may be led down a better path. IOW they are not always nice; it depends on the lesson that needs to be taught. Nonetheless those type, too, are compassionate at heart.


Re: [MCN-Discussion]- [MCN-Announce]- F*heads under investigation
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: Announce MCN, Discussion MCN
Date: April 9, 2021 2:04 PM

On Thu, 8 Apr 2021 14:55:46 -0700 Linda Keezewell posted:

> One of the saddest aspects of this discussion is that I am finding out that not everyone I know and like will be huggable since I now am finding out they aren’t going to be vaccinated. ;-(

No, even sadder is the elderly living in urban locales who, like me, STILL don’t have access to getting a vaccine!

> Since the elders have been getting vacc’ed for a couple of months.

Definitely NOT true here in SF, and I’m guessing in many other cities as well. And it’s all being swept under the carpet, by both gov’t and media. And that’s why YOU and all other residents of a rural district don’t know about this travesty. Snarky young folks started calling COVID-19 the “boomer remover” in late 2019. And ya know what? They’re right!


Re: [MCN-Discussion]- MCN starting seperate List Serve
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: Discussion MCN
Date: April 10, 2021 10:34 AM

I’m sure Tanya Merang got all hot and bothered over this, your latest lunatic, closet-case Nazi rant…her sex life is fulfilled! And of course, she will NOT bother to confront you over such a heinous post rife with bigotry…as usual. Woo-hoo!

On Fri, 9 Apr 2021 10:59:38 -0700 spike BOOGALOO dewars (a.k.a. “Mike Sewers”) squoinked:

Due to the overwhelming number of posts here on the MCN List, they have decided to form a separate List Serve in conjunction with the present one.

The List will now be separated into two categories:

A) The original LOCAL MCN List for Mendocino residents for discussion on:

1) Topics of LOCAL interest and community concerns.
2) Discussion on political, science and engineering topics.
3) Stories of general human interest.

B) An additional List for NON RESIDENT mentally ill, homosexual welfare recipients:

1) Topics on the “special” rights of LGBT’s and the education of the general populace on how they are to modify their actions and behaviour when dealing with us and our “special” rights under the law and political action to have unfair laws changed.
2) Awareness of the growing Nazi influence in society and the best means of combating their influence.
3) The proper use of powerful Indian objects and the danger they pose in the wrong hands.
4) Refining GoFundMe sites as to obtain the most amount of money for our special causes.
5) Newly discovered conspiracies.


Subject: I can’t even stay informed about vaccination updates via email!
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 10, 2021 12:18 PM

That My Turn site has a form to fill out, whereby they’ll update the latest accessible places near you. But, while there is a space to type in your email, it is optional…but a cell number is mandatory. It said if you don’t have such a number, you can get a workaround by calling a phone number shown on their page. I did, and they couldn’t help me, said I NEED a cell phone number for the registration to be processed! My conjecture:

There may very well be a damn good REASON why the Fates are blocking me from getting the shots. Such as a toxic batch, like the Johnson & Johnson vaccine, only on a massive scale. If that be the case, no doubt it will explode across the headlines of every newspaper on the planet, soon enough.

– Zeke K-Holmes


Re: I can’t even stay informed about vaccination updates via email!
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 10, 2021 12:44 PM

> Oh, crap. Right. They notify you by text. That was the only reason I was able to get my first shot–I keep my cheap Tracfone cell on all the time because I often get texts from my brother. When it “dinged” one day in early March, and I saw it was a notification about the shot, I was on it within seconds. Wouldn’t have got that appointment otherwise.

And THAT’S in a RURAL region, unlike the Bay Area where even text notices would NOT make a difference. Because as soon as you hear a “ding,” the available location will have already been taken by the time you log in to make an appointment. Where text alerts DO help, is via the illegal channels, where they let you know which OTHER counties have an opening. But you’ll need a vehicle to get there. Possibly, someone subscribed to such a network may be standing in line to wait for a leftover shot, and will inform others if additional shots are available. But again, you’ll need to drive over there ASAP, even if it’s in your own city.

– Zeke K-Holmes


Subject: Two new vaccine centers just opened in SF…
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 10, 2021 1:01 PM

…but I’m not eligible because NOT in the right zip code! Unless I go there and lie, which I’m sure many folks will do. One site is limited to those aged 16-17…the other is open to any age, if you match one of eight zip codes.

San Francisco opens vaccines to those 16 and over in these ZIP codes
https://www.sfgate.com/bayarea/article/San-Francisco-opens-vaccines-ZIP-codes-16-and-over-16089999.php


Subject: The Spyglasses & The Buddha
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 10, 2021 4:07 PM

In a recent Deek video (last night), he asked about my strange eyeglasses, “What kinda glasses are those? They look like they got the Bluetooth in them.” He must’ve noticed the teensy blue dot of light flickering on the inside left temple, indicating that recording is on. (Which you can’t notice by daylight.) So I explained in the most mundane way possible:

“Oh, doctor’s orders…they’re a medical device that checks how my pupils react to light, in case I’m coming down with old-man eye problems, like macula degeneration. I’m supposed to wear them all the time for a few months.”

He said nothing more, but I suspect that HE suspects he’s being filmed, and just brought it up to have some fun at my expense. Anyway, I wondered if it’s time to stop recording our visits, but when he next came by (about an hour ago) I decided to wear them again, come what may. This was after two days and two nights in a row, that the brindlekin stayed hovel bound. For he asked me the night before to hold onto them till morning, as it’s really cold outside. THAT’S a breakthrough right there, Doctor Wattson! He’s never before shown that level of kind regard for his pooches. The video is 4 minutes long, and includes his question about my glasses:

Now, in several of his recent rants, he mocked my admiration for the Buddha, claiming I believe in idols, not God. Which I simply ignored. However, he softened up about a week later, and even asked if he could wear the Buddha necklace he gave me about a year-and-a-half ago. Thank god I didn’t throw it away! It was just a cheap trinket from last year’s Chinese New Year parade he found in the trash. So I dug it up and presented it to him, though he never told me why he’d like to wear it now. I did remark that Buddha was a wise man who lived 500 years before Christ, and basically taught the same things about loving your neighbors and doing good.

So today when I returned the darling doggies, his wearing the Buddha necklace was flatteringly displayed against his turquoise-and-black-striped shirt! Attached is a frame from today’s video, showing just that. I consider this a FURTHER clue that he is, indeed, my bodhisattva…at least, ONE of them, for Arwyn is, as well. As are you, and Carlyle (my gay-activist ally from Boston): that is, you two are my “long-distance” bodhisattvas!

I ALSO take his sporting an image of Siddhārtha as a way of honoring me, and preparing for my “surprise party” so to speak…one which will be on a GRAND scale that will span across all ten dimensions of our world. Referring here to “The Buddhas of the Ten Directions,” explained further on this web page:

http://chinabuddhismencyclopedia.com/en/index.php/The_Buddhas_of_the_Ten_Directions

Today’s video, BTW, conveys yet another friendly visit, free of the stresses he had showered upon me like a black, toxic rain for at LEAST four years (since his mother died). If you have the time to view it, I’m sure you’ll enjoy the badinage (4.5 minutes):


Re: Two new vaccine centers just opened in SF…
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 10, 2021 8:43 PM

> I’d go there and lie. Whatever it takes.

I’m not gonna do that, sorry. What if they ask for proof of address, or ID? Talk has it they don’t check for that info, but it could change at any moment…especially when the prerequisite is you have to be a resident of the city.

> BTW, I thought your little white lie to Deek about why you wear the glasses was brilliant!

Thanks, I thought so, too…but I think he knows he’s being filmed. So who’s fooling whom here, the trickster or the trickster?


Re: Two new vaccine centers just opened in SF…
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 11, 2021 7:44 AM

Yep, word is out on Reddit’s “AskSF” sub that you definitely need to show ID for proof of zip code. Because if they didn’t do that, they’d be flooded with imposters from outside the assigned areas, and many legit locals would be denied the vaccine. But what I’M wondering is: why the fuck hasn’t San Franshitsco done that from the get-go? And what about all the homeless…nothing seems to be happening for THEIR well-being. (Which ALSO puts ALL of us in danger of continued exposure, I might note.) Wanna hear something pathetic? When I filled out the MyTurn registration form, it asked if I were indigent. As if everyone living on the streets all had smartphones, and could apply online! So: not only can you NOT register for updates on local accessibility if you don’t have a cell number (no email option), the houseless are out of luck, too.


Re: Two new vaccine centers just opened in SF…
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 11, 2021 10:50 AM

> Their message is clear: just go die already, will ya?

This is undeclared war against the poor, the homeless and the elderly. Not limited merely to San Franshitsco, but across our dysfunctional nation. And guess what MY role is in all this? It’s rather obvious.

– Zeke K-Holmes


Re: Two new vaccine centers just opened in SF…
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 11, 2021 11:34 AM

> So, is the supposed plan to cover all SF zip codes eventually?

I have no idea. What they’re doing now is targeting the neighborhoods of the “most vulnerable” via zip code. So, I am in the 94114 area, which is pretty privileged…thus, in their eyes, high-risk denizens like myself don’t exist there! A much better solution would’ve been to target all the low income, homeless and elderly, citywide. But no, San Franshitsco lacks the sheer logic (and probably compassion) to accomplish this.

What is so amazing about my role as Liberator For The Disenfranchised, is everything’s already arranged for my victory. I don’t even need lift so much as a little finger to get the ball rolling…for my work has already been done. The stage is almost complete in setting up this operatic scenario soon to occur. Just a few more props to go, a bit more furniture adjustment and final stage light placement…then rises the curtain.

– Zeke K-Holmes


Re: [MCN-Discussion]- MCN starting seperate List Serve
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: Announce MCN, Discussion MCN
Date: April 11, 2021 12:02 PM

Racism and homophobia seem to be your SPECIAL talents, Mr. Dewars. With that kind of thinking, I’m sure some local neo-Nazi group would love to have you join. And your online, discussion list paramour, Tanya Merang, will certainly NOT stand in your way.

–begin Dewar’s yet another disgusting post:

Date: Sat, 10 Apr 2021 16:39:23 -0700
From: Spike Dewars
Subject: Re: [MCN-Discussion]- MCN starting seperate List Serve

Is your sex life fulfilled Zeke?

I guess not as you are filled with anger and rage and take it out by cyber-bullying little old Asian ladies here. If your over 30 year your juniour negro lover boy isn’t satisfying your needs, can’t you go out on the street and pay a nice young negro boy to fuck you in the ass? If offered to transport and deliver a TEENAGE negro lover boy for you, but you seem to unable to come up with my very reasonable $1,000 transport and delivery fee.

–end


Re: Two new vaccine centers just opened in SF…
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 11, 2021 12:36 PM

> I’ll be in the front row. You’ll recognize me by my hat.

Front row? Better than that: you’ll be right BESIDE me, along with a small group of OTHER treasured allies. But I AM curious as to what kind of HAT you mean!


Re: Two new vaccine centers just opened in SF…
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 11, 2021 1:28 PM

> Oh, the hat:
>
> The chicken, of course, is alive and well. And potty-trained.
>

No animal was harmed in the creation of this hat. Maybe LIVING fur coats will become all the rage, soon! Not many ladies would survive the wear and tear required to maintain and clean them.


Re: Oh, wait:
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 11, 2021 2:46 PM

>

Doesn’t look like THAT one gives a hoot.


Re: Oh, wait:
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 11, 2021 3:16 PM

Come to think of it, ANY of the hats shown here would suit you perfectly:

10 Major Accomplishments of Eleanor Roosevelt

Subject: Here it is, my promise to the world…
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 11, 2021 6:08 PM

…that change is coming! All is revealed in this short video, as miraculous as that sounds (5.5 minutes):


Subject: New vaccine site’s first day was a disaster!
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 11, 2021 10:35 PM

Zuckerberg SF General, where you supposedly can just walk in and get your shot, if you live in one of the eight designated zip codes. They actually only had 500 doses. This is on Twitter. Many stood in line for more than two hours, then told to leave. SO glad I didn’t go! Waiting in line with a crowd does NOT sound very covid-safe to me.

Two tweets that give you a good idea:

1. Unorganized. No staff, no signage. People waiting in wrong line meant for appointments. Saw those who had number placards. Get to end of line and staff told us no more placards but to wait in the other line up the street. Nothing about only having 500 doses.

2. My experience today was at Zuckerberg SF General. If today’s experience is an indication of how SF is handling vaccinations then I would be worried come April 15 when its vaccinations open up to all residents of SF.

– Zeke K-Holmes

P.S.: Coincidentally, I discussed with Dieter earlier this evening, about the vaccine discrimination going on in this hell-bound metropolis:


Re: [MCN-Announce]- Mantra gathering…
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: Announce MCN
Date: April 12, 2021 9:48 AM

On Sat, 10 Apr 2021 19:19:41 -0700 Edgar Portman posted:

> There will be another gathering Sunday April 4th on the west lawn of the Ford house (across from Flo restaurant) where we will chant mantra.

So y’all gonna “go with the Flo?”

Many years ago (the late 70s) I was invited by a cultish Buddhist group, to attend their next chanting session. They are the ones who believe that murmuring “nam myoho renge kyo” in prolonged sessions will get you whatever you want: an expensive car or boyfriend/girlfriend, house or world travel (for examples). So I went there, and chanted in a small circle with five other people. A few days later I ran into one of them, who asked, “What did you chant for?” My answer:

“So I wouldn’t ever have to chant again, to get what I want.”

He seemed rather put off by that, so I further explained:

“Why waste your karma chanting for selfish desires? Why not just chant for something BIG, like world peace? Because with that come all other good things, anyway.”

Upon hearing this he stormed off into the night’s shadow, and they never invited me over again. But I guess if you’re lonely (and who isn’t these days) chanting meetups can be an excellent way to not feel so isolated. Though a lot of expulsion of everyone’s breath goes on, so they’d better do this outside, and at a good distance from each other!


Subject: Very interesting conversation at Rosenberg’s this morning!
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 12, 2021 11:11 AM

It was an excellent conversation, mostly about San Franshitsco’s screwed-up COVID-19 vaccination rollout that neglects many of our low income, elderly and homeless denizens…including yours truly. One VERY interesting remark Charlie made, was that when he went to get his first shot (at Zuckerberg SF General Hospital), he along with everyone else awaiting their turn were all PACKED INTO ONE ROOM! So I guess they had them over a barrel. They could either refuse to take the risk of close proximity, breathing the same air, and walk out…or spend an hour or longer mingling their breaths during that time, in order to finally get that vaccine! A Faustian bargain indeed. Now documented on video (8 minutes):

Click here to watch the video.

Re: [MCN-Announce]- Padded envelopes all sizes GONE
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: Announce MCN
Date: April 12, 2021 12:07 PM

On Sat, 10 Apr 2021 20:48:52 -0700 Daisy Dancer posted:

> Picked up by a lovely woman. Great listserv!

Great listsev? As opposed to what: a dysfunctional listserv? Just because you accomplished a trivial goal, does not a “great” listserv make. I see NO special distinction when comparing THIS list service with any other. Nor do I know of ANY “great” mailing list…they just do their thing, for the purposes they serve. Besides, all this hyper-flattery degrades the list, because it is OBviously a palm-greasing tactic that is selfish at heart. Just as it is to describe the person with whom you made a transaction as “lovely,” “wonderful,” “very nice” and similar adjectives. Which motive is to keep those palms greased! After all, you would never dream of calling him or her “average looking,” “boring” or “unfriendly,” which nonetheless may be closer to the truth than self-serving flattery. Besides which:

The announce list is POISONED by all this anti-vaxxing spewage, bible-school-type Jebus posts, and promotion of new-age snake oil medications and services. No list can POSSIBLY even hope to achieve any level of “greatness” with such antics going on, some of them being downright dangerous and even DEADLY. Here’s a tip for ya, Daisy Dancer:

Stop dancing in the daisies so much and figure out a way to get your head screwed back on in the proper direction.


Re: [MCN-Discussion]- MCN starting seperate List Serve
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: Discuss MCN, Announce MCN
Date: April 12, 2021 12:24 PM

On Sun, 11 Apr 2021 13:21:56 -0700 Fred BOOGALOO McMillon squoinked:

> Isn’t it just WONDERFUL how the entire List stands up for and protects poor, victimized Zeke? Why don’t you go take a walk down your shit covered sidewalks of your gay ghettto and see if you can find a nice young negro boy to fuck you in the ass today ? I’m sorry your over 30 year your juniour house negro isn’t keeping you sexually fulfilled. If you don’t find one, you could always come back on the List and vent your frustration by cyber-bullying little old Asian women.

Just reposting this so that those on the announce list may see for themselves, just how one disgusting person (who often spews Nazi propaganda as well) has destroyed the discussion list. And whom one “Tanya Merang” has decided to support whatever vile garbage you dump on the list on a daily basis…and thus, is your ONLY enabler. Wait, I take that back: Arron Cooper ALSO contributes now and then, towards enabling your participation. Furthermore:

The name “Fred McMillon” is but a pseudonym by which Gerard Marlin Kozlowski hides behind, as is that OTHER fake name, “Spike Dewars.” You are NOTORIOUS for harassing, stalking and bullying people in your own neck of the woods, which is, of course, Mendocino County. In addition:

I have never witnessed before, such a CLEAR case of a deeply closeted homosexual, who is literally SCREAMING for help between the words of his absurdly hyper-macho posts, like a demented Walter Mitty. Woo-hoo!


Re: New vaccine site’s first day was a disaster!
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 12, 2021 3:14 PM

> That’s a great little film. Your voice (I can hear the east coast tones!) laying out all the impediments, snafus and impossibilities of getting the vaccine while a man slowly and with great effort climbs several staircases. Perfect match.

For which reason reveals how Kismet is guiding me every step of the way…thus, a miracle (and even more profoundly, the miracles keep piling up almost daily, and refuse to cease). For I NEVER plan these videos, or consciously manipulate them while recording. My subtle wisecrack at the beginning (“Got all your Easter shopping done yet?”) set off the entire piece with a bang. THAT was not intentional, either, I just wanted to have a good laugh with Dieter…but then another resident showed up out of the blue and ruined the moment. Which is TYPICAL of our queer community: ruining the moment for anyone not part of this or that clique. Goes on all the time, at least in MY world.

BTW, Wattson, I’ve uploaded “A Conversation with Charlie” to Google Drive, since Youtube has taken it down from my channel for stupid and false claims, thanks to their useless algorithm.

I HAVE appealed it, because YT’s claim is that either my video or its description is in conflict with local health authorities or the WHO re. COVID-19 policy. My appeal was thus: “There is NOTHING in either the video or its description that contradicts local or WHO policy regarding this pandemic. In fact, the video doesn’t deal with that at all, but includes criticism of misconstrued distribution of this vaccine by my city, that hurts the low income, the elderly and the homeless.”

This ban on my video occurred within MOMENTS of uploading it, so it could ONLY have been the algorithm deciding to take a shit. Because its claim is blatantly WRONG. My conclusion is that it bases its decision SOLELY on the description, which happened to contain the word “COVID-19,” and set off the alarms. NOT looking any further into WHY that word was there, but because some stupid human programmed it to censor ANY video with such a word in the description. Presuming that the appearance of “COVID-19” in the blurb can mean only one thing: an anti-vaxxing conspiracy nut uploaded it.

Three strikes and I’m out, though, and this is the first. Goddamn hi-tech libertarians…they’re monsters!

– Zeke K-Holmes


Subject: Some Quick Updates
From: Zeke Krahlin
To: My Dear Wattson
Date: April 13, 2021 2:43 PM

Condensing latest events and thoughts in one missive, Wattson:

1. My conjecture: Youtube did NOT ban my “Charlie” video because of medical disinfo, even though that’s their claim. (They turned down my appeal BTW.) The REAL reason is due to the controversial content re. mismanagement of the COVID-19 vaccine distribution. Which has NOTHING to do with pandemic policy on any level. I should’ve taken heed beFORE uploading the video with a description that even USES the words “COVID” or “San Franshitsco.” Seeing as I had already been warned some months back, that YT is overly cautious re. political controversy. But my fervor to report the truth so bluntly, cost me. What I SHOULD have done is compose a description withOUT key words or phrases that raise the hackles of their censor-bots. What I will do henceforth, is upload such videos to either Vimeo or my own gay-bible website…linking them via my WordPress posts. My Brindlekin Tales videos are way too IMPORTANT to lose their presence on a vastly popular venue like YT, over my occasional political critiques.

2. My printer REFUSED to function, looks like the ink already dried out! But I DID, finally, discover a contact form for Ablahblah Realty. But my letter was too long to be accepted, so I posted this instead:


Subject: Belligerent resident & needless COVID-19 risk

Body: Due to the length limit of this contact form, please read my letter here (it is only one page):

http://www.gay-bible.org/blogstuff/2021B/Fchapter-17c-letter-ablahblah.html

3. I have filmed just this morning, yet one more elevator worker not wearing a mask (18 seconds):

4. Relationship with Deek has vastly improved the last two weeks, affirming my Bodhisaatva Premise that he is a spiritual guardian and teacher…not just some messed-up dude. Which greatly relieves my concern for the doggies. This latest meetup (last night) clinches it even more, due to his targeting my attention on the Buddha necklace, which he gave me almost two years ago, but recently asked for its return, that he may wear it himself. 7-minute video (great thumbnail goes with it):


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