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Distant in-law Ron of North Carolina replied to parts of yesterday’s Christmas hangover: batshit crazy shaman school, Florida Keys and beyond post:
BASH – Happy after Christmas season to you.  Are you  serious, KW does not allow the citizens access to the Outer Mole. That used  to be one of my favorite spots.  Hike out there from the Hyatt and hang out  like I was on a deserted island.  Walk over to the Fort and use the beach  there for swimming…. I will tell you, that water is not all that warm in  January and February, and not much better in early March.
I hope you and yours prosper in the New Year.  When you have time,  keep us posted on Christmas Tree Island and the plans for the Outer Mole.   I fear that no news regarding those two issues is not good news.
                Regards,  Ron K.
The bait in the water, I bit:
Hi, Ron. Thanks, but this is one seriously rough Christmas season for me; the second roughest in my 70 years. Hope yours is going a lot better.
I was told about and started using the Outer Mole in September 2002. A bunch of us gathered at the little Truman Beach most mornings, and hung out sometimes through the day. About the only road traffic out there was Ed Swift’s Conch Trains ferrying cruise ship passengers into Old Town and back to the ship a few hours later. The Navy seemed okay with us being out there, except when a warship was in port, which was seldom, and we did not go out there then for the few days the ship was in port.
As I recall, civilians, except for Ed Swift’s Conch Trains and cruise ship passangers, stopped being allowed to go out there the next year, when there was some road work done by the City of Key West, as part of it taking over ownership of Truman Waterfront, which the Navy had given to the City, while at the last moment deciding not to give the City the Outer Mole for national security reasons. A fence and guard gate were put across the road, the entire area was fenced off with an expensive, heavy steel fence, all the way to the water next to Fort Zachary Taylor State Park. At low tide, you still could walk into the Truman Waterfront area from the Park, but I heard stories of people who did it and were found in there getting a stiff tongue-lashing and worse. So I never did it.
I don’t know how long it went back that civilians were allowed to use the Outer Mole, but I think I read or heard that there was a time when it was off limits to civilians. I imagine the entire Truman Waterfront was off limits at one time, as the Park itself was Navy land originally, made from channel dredgings, as I recall. The Navy gave the land to the State of Florida for the Park, and much later gave more land to the City, which is Truman Waterfront. The Navy, I think, offered Truman Annex to the City, and the City declined and that’s how Pritam Singh ended up buying and upscale developing it, and also Tank Island, which now is Sunset Key, across a swift water channel from Wisteria Island, when the tide is running strong.
Last time I spoke with Naja Girard, maybe three weeks ago at a County Commission meeting in Marathon, she said the Department of the Interior is still holding fast to its ownership claim of Wisteria Island, which I still feel should belong to Key West and be turned into a day and night camping park serviced by a city ferry from Mallory Pier, all for a reasonable fee. I still think the Bernsteins, who say they own Wisteria Island, and their business partners, the Walshes, who own Sunset Key and the Westin next to Mallory Pier, and claim to own adjacent Admiral Cut, see atttachment photo,
Truman Waterfront
should get a nominal 99-year land lease from the City to put a 5-star resort on the Truman Waterfront part near the Westin, with the City gettting one percent of the resort’s gross revenues. But Naja has never liked that outcome, nor have others in Key West, whom I thought would be wild for it. The only person there who was wild for it was Attorney Michael Halpern.
When I visited with Todd German and his lady Lesley  on Christmas night, Todd said Truman Waterfront is dead in the water. All the commotion, all the proposals different interest groups came forth with, the City Commission’s Truman Waterfront Advisory Committee’s hard work, and it’s dead in the water about ten years after the Navy gave it to the City.
I had hoped the development of Bahama Village into it’s allocated part of Truman Waterfront would work out, for that looked like a really good thing for Bahama Village and the City. But it didn’t work out and its champion Baham Conch Community Land Trust fell into disgrace under mismanagement and finally its Director Norma Jean Sawyer being convicted and sent to prison for embezzling the Trust’s funds.
The much vaunted senior citizen retirement center, billed as an assisted living facility, never got an inch off the ground either. I opposed that all along, and got plenty of flack for doing so. I opposed it all along because it clearly was going to be a rich folks waterfront retirement facility developed by a mainland developer and filled mostly with non-Key West elders, and the mainland developer would get the land for nothing for 99 years and the City would get little to  nothing back.
Then, the Key West Spottswood family came up with the notion of putting a mega-yacht facility in the marina, without buying the land and waterfront, and without the Spottswoods being on the line for the financing, which would come from Tourist Development funds and other places, in exchange for which the Spottswoulds would build a coliseum and big parking lot on about half of the remainder of the land, for concerts and whatever. Later, the Spottswoods brought in a partner who apparently had some muscle and know how with mega yacht harbors, but still I never saw them offer to take any serious financial risk, and it looked to me that if it came off and the mega yachts didn’t flock to Key West, the City would end up holding the bag. Same, if the rich folks retirement home got built and didn’t pan out. Then, it came out that the Navy didn’t like the mega yacht idea, and perhaps that was the end of it.
All in all, it looks to me that the City, in its frothing about, dodged several bullets. Hard to accept, though, that three mayors, Jimmy Weekley, Morgan McPherson and Craig Cates, and six city commissioners, some of whom are old hands, others newer hands, did not take the bull by the horns and just do something nice with Truman Waterfront, instead of letting various interest groups run the show. I would have raised bloody hell if I had been mayor, for the City Commission on which I sat, to at least build a nice public park on Truman Waterfront and let citizens resume use of the Outer Mole. I think there is a reverter clause in the Navy’s deed to the  City of Key West, which allows the Navy to take back title to Truman Waterfront if the City does not use it as originally intended. Ten years is pretty good evidence that the City will not use it as intended, or at all.
I remember in 2003, I suggested the City put a homeless facility on Truman Waterfront. Later, I suggested the City let civilians build vegetable and flower gardens out there, like you see in European cities, using recycled city water the city ran around the area for gardeners to tap into. Gardeners would pay an annual fee for their plots. The City could get a lot of fresh produce in that way, instead of buying produce grown in south Florida, California and Mexico, which is transported, stored and then trucked down from Miami and Homestead. It could be beautiful out there, but right now it looks about like Tank Island looked before the Walshes turned it into Plastic Surgery (Sunset) Key, which is what they will do with Wisteria Island if they ever get the best of the Department of the Interior and then somehow get the  County Commission and  or the City of Key West to help them do the surgery.
Meanwhile, if they do develop out Truman Waterfront, where are they going to park the cars, trucks and boat trailers during the power boat races? I bet the owners of the marinas on the Atlantic side of Stock Island, which lies in Monroe Countyand not in Key West, might be tickled pink to have  the testosterone boats bed down out there for the nights they are down here.
Well, you seem to have egged me back up on that rocky horse.
When I consider the possiblity of running for mayor again, I tell the angels the idea is insane. I gave the city my best shot three times, and it didn’t even make a ripple. Whoever ends up mayor next year serves only one year as part of the transition to city elections all being held when national elections are held. I’d rather move back to Birmingham. Maybe there’s stuff there I need to do. What other reason could there be for the angels having me up a little over a year ago? Shut my mouth, I’ll do whatever the angels tell me to do.
Christmas night, Todd German said I should consider making provisions for my estate to go into an endowment set up to support Keys concerns. I said my estate is small. I said I want my place on Little Torch to remain natural, perhaps an enviornmental outfit would like to have it, set up an outpost for studying local lizards and other wildlife – it’s just across a dirt road from a state wildlife refuge. Perhaps Key West Tropical Forest and Botanical Garden. I said if I had an estate, I’d like to see to it that homeless people got good shoes and clothes they need. Unfortunately, I said, many homeless people receive some kind of benefit check each month and spend it on their drug of choice, instead of on something they need. They have a soup kitchen and can get free medical treatment locally. If they want to try to return to mainstream, there is Florida Keys Outreach Coalition and Samuels House. I could see leaving money to FKOC, as I know its CEO Father Steve Braddock pretty well and I trust him to hold a true course.
Right now, though, I’m leaving everything to one person, who was given to me to look out for. It’s not much to leave, and if something doesn’t happen pretty soon, I’ll be a bum again, living in my car or on the street or in a homeless shelter. I ran for mayor of Key West the first time living in a FKOC shelter. Imagine the commotion an ex-lawyer living in the Monroe County Jail running for mayor would cause. In jail for sleeping in plain view. I wonder if they would let me out to attend candidate forums.
In case someone wonders how it came to this, the answer is I paid too much for this place on Little Torch, I gave away almost as much as I paid for this place on Little Torch, which combined was about 3/4 of the inheritance I received from my father in early 2006, and the rest I used to get by on.
Meanwhile, further Facebook follow up re part of yesterday’s Christmas hangover: batshit crazy shaman school, Florida Keys and beyond post with Erika Biddle, currently in South America with her husband Joel:
Erika Biddle hi Sloan we are now in Cartagena… different climate from 64 to 94 within 1 hour flight yesterday I was quoting something I read. It wasn’t me who experienced the pain… I wonder if Ms. Virtue will answer your e-mail
Sloan Bashinsky I received back from D. Virtue an email touting her books, workshops, etc. Not responsive to what I sent to her. Can’t say I was surprised.
Erika Biddle it’s a whole industry out there. I never relate to anyone who hawks their “gifts”. However, it was still cool listening into the conversation about people discussing hearing “angel voices” and dropping names
Sloan Bashinsky I was taught not to charge money for trying to help people with what I was taught how to do, perhaps the only exception, perhaps, is books I wrote which were published, I could take royalties on the books. Virtue’s photo on her website looked pretty staged and vampish to me. I still wonder if she took Virtue as a last name to promote herself.

Doreen Virtue | official Angel Therapy Web site

Erika Biddle my battery needs juice again soon. I need to recharge my computer…Virtue or not she looks like a movie star. I understand she leaves in Hawaii…

Sloan Bashinsky She reminds me of people I ran across when I lived in Santa Fe and Boulder, starting 26 years ago. Charlatan came to mind earlier today.
Erika Biddle talk to you soon again until then XOE
Sloan Bashinsky safe trip
Erika Biddle thank you off to the computer juice bar
Sloan Bashinsky your friend, Jonathan H. hawks his gifts online, I have seen him do it several times
Erika Biddle So what? If I would judge and dismiss everybody that does things that I don’t necessarily agree with I would be a just ending up as a self righteous lonely person…I  try not to judge. I just laugh and go on with my own mostly agnostic Philosophy: life is service…find your own truth and follow the Golden Rule…now my phone needs juice too. Good night XOE
Further meanwhile, the National Rifle Association’s answer to Sandy Hook School-like massacres is to put armed guards everywhere in public. No surprise there. I still say the way to do it is to bring home all US military personnel and station them on guard in public places throughout America. Let trained killers who work for Uncle Sam, and not for the NRA, try to stop demonically-possessed killers in America. As a bonus, lots of men, women and children in other countries will not be massacred by America’s trained killers.
At the Ubikistan restaurant on Kennedy Drive in Key West on Christmas Day, I learned high school graduates in Ubikistan either go to college or into the military. No other choice. I suppose that’s a college or career ready country upon graduation from high school.
It remains to be seen if the folks in Washington D.C. will pass a responsible budget in the next few days, which they should have done instead of taking a Christmas break.
Meanwhile, received this feedback yesterday at from Benton Coons re the Christmas Day 2012, just another day on the hard rock pile for this crazy person post:

Well Ol Dude…. My angels told me to come and read today…..

Since your Angels seem really reluctant to quit chewing on you… well mine our challenging ours to a wrestling match.

the Ol ol guy Metatron alone thinks he will have your guys down on there knees weeping with Just a song….

If my angels win the match…. Though ~ I don’t think I will need to bring in any tag team guys after my bestest of pals, and long time ol friend Metatron sings y’all a song… Your guys gotta quit beatin’ the shit outta You year after year……. Metatron says he would be more than glad to take you out to a nice dance club afterwords and shake some tail.

Now I can’t say I know who your talking too… but the ol “prince of the continence” is saying that they all need to chill the Hell out. and he tells me he uses the word Hell on purpose…… DING DING … This Shytes On !! far as I can tell your guys have no choice but to be listening to the ol’ guy. BOOM SHIVA

Sloan stick around…. Find More Love For Sloan with in. Yup…..:-)

should read … challenging yours )

at any point that you would like to hear my story of my trip to the “hornets nest” and how it has come about and why I am going ….. please feel free…. It may help you to release the judgements and nonsensical reasons that you seem to believe I am going.


I replied:

Hi, Benton. You are welcome to tell me your story anytime you wish. I figure your trip to Kurdistan was arranged by angels, that you are supposed to go over there. I told you I doubt you really know why you are going over there and that will come to light after you are there, perhaps for a while. You said you agreed, you might not really know why. Tell Metatron to take his suggestion to take over my travel itinerary up with God, and if God wants Metatron to be my travel agent, then so be it. As I keep telling you, God’s will, not mine, be done. That’s the only safe prayer, or approach, I know. And since it’s Jesus, Archangel Michael and Melchizedek who have been my travel agents since before I met you, and since I know of Metatron only by having heard that name a few times, I am leaving it in God’s hands, and not in your or Metatron’s hands. I imagine any Sufi would do the same. Speaking of which, another Rumi poem came to me yesterday after I last wrote to you on Facebook:

What you call love

is but subtle degrees of domination.

Love is like the moon in the window,

It’s just there.


Benton’s and my mutual old friend from Boulder messaged Benton and me on Facebook:

Willow Arthur listening to you two, back & forth, makes my day & transports me in time to Pearl St Mall.


It was Willow who tried to take me into past life regressions, and we ended up with wolves and eagles and lions instead, as mentioned in yesterday’s Christmas hangover: batshit crazy shaman school, Florida Keys and beyond  post.

I still say if Christmas never comes again it will be too soon for me. I still hope I don’t wake up tomorrow, that it’s over.
Sloan Bashinsky

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