[R-G] A weird day and very weird stuff

[Hunter Gray]

NOTE BY HUNTER BEAR: [December 8 2008] About 3 am

It's very early in the morning here -- I arose shortly after midnight -- and I am staying up at least until 5 am Mountain Time to call our grandson/son, Thomas [well into his final year of Med School], to make certain he's awake in Minneapolis. [That's at his request.] Sky, who awakened with me, has now given up and returned to slumberland, in the fashion of the great Cloudy.

Issues abound in the world like the needles of a vast forest of Ponderosa Pine but, with all due respect to those challenges, I'm going to kill a little time and recite the high points of the most difficult day -- yesterday -- that we've ever had computer wise and website wise. As is generally known to our List readership, we've had no end of problems in that vein [as we once did with our conventional postal mail.] Not everyone in these parts is a friend.

There are more than 3,000 known pages in my FBI files -- and several hundred in those once held by the old Mississippi State Sovereignty Commission. Early on, I posted a very small number of representative pages from these witch-hunting days on our website, and they're visited with some regularity.

Our problems yesterday began late in the morning when I decided to give a cluster of four website pages, each containing several FBI reports and such, more prominence in our website directory/index. Before I did that, I decided to add a little comment to one of those from the Albuquerque FBI office which, via a Gallup agent, sought in 1979 to confuse me with a mentally disturbed war veteran [apparently named John R Satter] in a quite denigrating context. When a few years later, via FOIA, I secured those documents, I wrote an angry letter to the FBI Special Agent in charge of my "collection" and a long and cold two page letter to William Webster, FBI Director. Mr Webster did not respond but, before long, I received word from the FBI that that stuff had been removed from my file as a corrective measure. A small but welcome victory.

When I tried to publish the page with my background info on the Albuquerque effort to defame and discredit me and some matters related to that, the computer began -- even for it -- a significant number of glitch/freezeups which necessitated a manual shut-down and subsequen turn-on. When, with much difficulty, I got it [and the other three pages with minor additions published], I relaxed. But in due course, something told me to check the pages for accuracy. I did and the two page letter to Director Webster had disappeared into thin air.

I am, frankly, at my peak best in any crisis -- and this was obviously one. I was joined by the faithful Maria. It proved impossible to pull the Webster letter from our Front Pages photo arrangement and, after many attempts, we scanned the original and placed it on the page. When we tried to publish the page, which should have gone routinely, we couldn't. 

Then the power went off in our house -- no inclement weather outside [and this is a rare occurrence even amidst the worst storms.] Eventually, that came back on but, although two other computers in our bailiwick [one used by Maria's youngest, Samantha], returned to normalcy right away, it was fifteen minutes before mine did.

We called our website's server. After a Kafkaesque half hour, during which he gave us various numbers to install on our front pages username and password, we finally got the Webster letter published and the heading/link to the little cluster of pages up high on our index/directory.

But when we went to the internal page that lists our several hundred URLs, we found that it was now jam-packed with "new things" that were really quite old -- all sorts of titles from old documents/ "saved" emails. Josie's first resume was listed. None of these had any content but to say that it was cluttering in nature is understatement for sure. When I would click a heading, I'd get our most current Outlook Express. To get into our web page listing, we had each time a long cumbersome password ritual. The regular WebPages were fine and the published website was normal.

Another person at our website tech could, in the end, offer no explanation.

Maria and I gave up on him, politely. We decided that, in some mysterious fashion, the old superfluous material with our previous server which had
disappeared when we republished our website with the new one [July 2006] had somehow returned.

By this time it was 6 pm. It was reasonable for me to say F___k it, for now.

When I awoke at 12:30 am, and checked things, it had all returned to normal. [There have been a couple of freezeups while writing this very letter.] It seems reasonable to deduct that the last tech man brought someone in who, while we slept, straightened things out. Josie's old resume title et al are gone, the regular pages remain just fine, and there is no cumbersome password etc ritual.

If anyone is interested in the little FBI sample, here's the basic link: http://hunterbear.org/witch_hunt_continuesthe_southern.htm

I should add that it proceeds in atypical fashion for our usually linear website. The link will take you to the last page initially and you can see the other three pages by simply doing a "previous" for three or so times, simply moving backward. The reason for this is simply that the final page in the cluster -- Witch Hunt Continues -- has been for many years the lead or almost the lead URL when you Google-in Southern Conference Educational Fund. Thus it's a well established link to our website and worth using.

As I say, there are 3,000 or so pages in my known FBI files -- plus perhaps a hundred they refuse to release on grounds of "national security." This sampling is, again, a tiny representative cluster.

So, in awhile, I'll call our good Thomas -- maybe sack out after that. But crises bring out my best, and I feel fine.

When I called and awakened Thomas the other morn, he was barely with the world. I asked him a test question, "Who won the battle of Little Big Horn?"

There was only a very brief pause. Then he came to -- with, "We did."

So I gave him a mental "A."

Solidarity,

Hunter [Hunter Bear]


HUNTER GRAY [HUNTER BEAR/JOHN R SALTER JR] Mi'kmaq /St. Francis 
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