Dear Kelly,
Like your historical Doppelganger, Scheherzade, I feel as though I have 1001 things to talk about with you--so let me get started.
First sentence in history to use both those words together.
Final notes from your earlier letter: The moreI look at it, the more I believe that simple photo from Mexico of you with your arm around Amir's neck, him staring perfectly symmetrically at the camera, and you with that loving angelic look on your face (I'm not offering false compliments, KK, it really is very pretty) that photo defines you both. Shouldl this become permanent, make sure that photo is always around.
>And the story from Mexican customs on your return flight was fascinating. You, the cute white American girl [think Mary Lousie in Weeds] almost undergroing a full-body cavity search; the crazy Marlboro/nails lady being upgraded to First Class; and AMIR--need I saw more. AMIR being waved on though.."board the plane now, sir, no, no, no check you board now..." White lady come here when we finish...
>And one more comment on the series of photos with your short hair--straight and frizzy/glasses sans glasses: You should consider playing the role of Bruce Willis when they make Day of the Jackal 2. You are a woman of many faces, my dear.
Moving on your letter (early Feb):
One of NY's hottest singles! Impressive. Don't tell me you don't have a fascinating NY social life...party at the Spanish Benevolent Society...party with Amir at the Brooklyn Museum...
[Ed.: I'm omitting POEM TALK.}
***
If the story of "John" and his virtually unique experience with HIV and Jenia--girlfriend and AIDS research scientist and Kelly caught in the middle wasn't strange enough/your last details on the subject convince me it must be told--whether in a memoir or in a fact-based novel.
RE: Our fictional story--a work in progress--Why would our main character want to do that? As you put it--what was the allure?
If, in reality, there is no absolute raison d etre then we have two choices.
A) Simply describe what is happening---tell the story. Let the reader's jaw drop in amazement/at both the acts and the randomness of choices.
B) Invent a back story...brutal childhood...power/revenge/etc.
I know that doesn't give us why...yet.
Not an IDOL watcher--I was the first couple of seasons--but I know that you are. So tell me, Tyler and Lopez, and how they change the show for better or wrose... I do see highlights on Chelsea and elsewhere. The other night I saw Lopez crying and being "comforted" by the men. OMG! Puh---leeze. Grow a pair, J-LO!
[Ed.: I'm omitting commentary on the blog article I sent him YOU SHOULD DATE AN ILLITERATE GIRL.]
I plan on reading "The Wave" this weekend. Defintely the kind of story demands full attention.
You are right---Beautiful review: By TIm Flannery The Sound of a Wild Snail Eating by Elizabeth Tova Bailey
Also something I want to save. I love the image of time literally slowing down to the pace of a snail...for the author...perhaps as it would on a starship voyage of many years to Alpha Centauri. 43 light years away...or perhaps in the foothills of the Rocky Mountains...
Will have more comments. You have gotta love the self-fertilization dont' you? Just think---eliminates the need for those troublesome men.
Thank you for all three items/articles---everything you send to m e is always so intriguing and fascinating.
***
Sorry for the delay with this letter. I wanted to get it out to you before the weekend. as it won't go out until Sunday.
Could I ask you to look for and send an article from Vanity Fair? It is either in the current issue or upcoming issue.
Written by MIchael Lewish it is about the financial meltdown in Ireland. Thank you.
Did not receive any letters from you (so far) this week--but I consider two things: 1) Mail is always delayed during a holiday week and 2) AMIRITIS: I know he will be taking a lot of your time.
Spring is on the way....again, that is the rumor. Thinking of you--hoping you stay safe and warm.
Take care.
Your friend,
Michael
Monday, March 14, 2011
Saturday, March 12, 2011
Letters from the Inside, Sarah Pender, #58
Dear Kelly,
I laughed so hard that I nearly peed on myself when you guessed that Amir's big gift might be a taxidermied dog. That gave me an idea: how fun it would be to pay Guess the Gift Game with Amir. Like have him give you one or two clues a day, you post them on your blog and have your friends guess along with you until he shows up with whatever odd or crazy thing it might be. Post up a photo of it.
A clue of: It has teeth but doesn't bite" could be stuffed Toto, or a ticket to see Sawlady perform or a Venus fly trap. (Okay, I know it doesn't have teeth but close) or a watch (gears inside have teeth).
By now, you've gotten your big gift, had your Vday dinner, and hopefully maintained your sanity and manners enough to get through a week without wigging out on your lover.
I am amazed that you cook such wonderful food and stay so thin. You must have serious self control. AND eat a lot of leftovers, because you simply can't cook a good meal for oneor two without leftovers.
What a neat life of Natalia Paruz--mother a concert pianist, father a reserach scientist, a teenager without the Martha Graham dance company, a one woman cabaret, and Saw Lady subway shows. Amazing.
In the past week, I went from amped up and excited, joyful to sketchy, paranoid, uncontrollably crying, and generally stupified. Now I'm just sort of foggy and anxious, doing my best. I've avoided letters for 2 weeks and feel disconnected to people. I think if I could return to some level of normalcy, I'd pull out of this. I hate that I have to spend such a huge portion of my day just trying to be okay and manage my focus.
I read an article about how a lady who had an okay life was attractive, healthy and family went to get help for her chronic depression and panic attacks and the clinic pretty much dismissed her personal mental and emotional storms as dramatization since she "had everything going for her" and had "no reason" to be depressed. As if mental illness is a sole problem of poor, drunk, toothless, jobless, sick people. I thought of you and how despite being beautiful, intelligent, healthy having friends, a boyfriend and being incredibly creative tha tyou have a mental illness and how it impacts you on a daily basis and often at really inopportune times. People have extreme prejudice against mental issues, I think others want to ignore or downplay it because it scares them that it could happen to normal, pretty,s mart, healthy people, it could happen to them. They can easily separate themselves -- us and them -- from drunks, homeless, criminals, but not you. And in the prison context, the staff--custody and healthcare and administrators-- are "obsessively preoccupied" with thinking prisoners are faking it, as a prominent psychiatrist noted in a review of mental health care in prisons, and it results in deficient treatment and perpetuates misbehavior that lengthens a person's time spent in solitary hell.
DAY 700 of being held hostage in a bathroom.
Thankfully, Valentine's Day went well for you after the week of turmoil, however you didn't seem excited about it. I could not tell from the photo, but I wonder if they matched your decor. Like, did he add the detail of getting red and white roses in a black container? I don't think they have black roses per se, but maybe a deep purple that appear black. Now THAT would be cool. Even just a dozen, you know? I think gifts that are person-specific are the absolute best, no matter how big or small. The rose gift was beautiful. I hope you are feeling more secure in your relationship lately.
The review you sent of The Sound of a Wild Snail Eating reminds me of the short story I wrote about my ladybug. I connected with the author regarding her snail watching while sick---I kept mind throughout most of my breakdown and recovery. Physically I was ok, but mentally, I was slow and enjoyed the slow life of a handicapped ladybug.
How did your article/photo/ for Time Out NY go? Kelly how cool is that?
I am so starved for conversation with someone--with people--who have m ore depth than Liz Taylor's makeup and the time to pull out like taffy the meangins and nuances of our subject, but I am stuck wtih three sentence exchanges and the same boring rhetoric as the day before and before that, and when will it end?
The envelope I'm sending is from an idea I have to create an awareness compaign. Holding Hands for Social Justice basically puts a call out to mail artists to create a representation of their hands--print, printing, photocopy, drawing, tracing, collage, etc. and send it to me to show their support of me and others who are oppressed and marginalized in society. The idea is to scan each of the works into a blog and create an online archive--another positive piece of internet info for me. I have someone who will help me send out the flyers world wide and once the pieces are archived he will send the participants documentation for conributing along with info about me and my efforts to create justice from within. I sitll need someone to actually scan in the pieces and type the person's name, city, state and country beneath it. Would you be willing to do this? I suspect there'd be maybe 3-8 each week to scan or photograph and post up. It will be Art for Humanity. First, criminal injustic and the marginalized mentally ill and then who knows. It could be huge. Please let me know.
I laughed so hard that I nearly peed on myself when you guessed that Amir's big gift might be a taxidermied dog. That gave me an idea: how fun it would be to pay Guess the Gift Game with Amir. Like have him give you one or two clues a day, you post them on your blog and have your friends guess along with you until he shows up with whatever odd or crazy thing it might be. Post up a photo of it.
A clue of: It has teeth but doesn't bite" could be stuffed Toto, or a ticket to see Sawlady perform or a Venus fly trap. (Okay, I know it doesn't have teeth but close) or a watch (gears inside have teeth).
By now, you've gotten your big gift, had your Vday dinner, and hopefully maintained your sanity and manners enough to get through a week without wigging out on your lover.
I am amazed that you cook such wonderful food and stay so thin. You must have serious self control. AND eat a lot of leftovers, because you simply can't cook a good meal for oneor two without leftovers.
What a neat life of Natalia Paruz--mother a concert pianist, father a reserach scientist, a teenager without the Martha Graham dance company, a one woman cabaret, and Saw Lady subway shows. Amazing.
In the past week, I went from amped up and excited, joyful to sketchy, paranoid, uncontrollably crying, and generally stupified. Now I'm just sort of foggy and anxious, doing my best. I've avoided letters for 2 weeks and feel disconnected to people. I think if I could return to some level of normalcy, I'd pull out of this. I hate that I have to spend such a huge portion of my day just trying to be okay and manage my focus.
I read an article about how a lady who had an okay life was attractive, healthy and family went to get help for her chronic depression and panic attacks and the clinic pretty much dismissed her personal mental and emotional storms as dramatization since she "had everything going for her" and had "no reason" to be depressed. As if mental illness is a sole problem of poor, drunk, toothless, jobless, sick people. I thought of you and how despite being beautiful, intelligent, healthy having friends, a boyfriend and being incredibly creative tha tyou have a mental illness and how it impacts you on a daily basis and often at really inopportune times. People have extreme prejudice against mental issues, I think others want to ignore or downplay it because it scares them that it could happen to normal, pretty,s mart, healthy people, it could happen to them. They can easily separate themselves -- us and them -- from drunks, homeless, criminals, but not you. And in the prison context, the staff--custody and healthcare and administrators-- are "obsessively preoccupied" with thinking prisoners are faking it, as a prominent psychiatrist noted in a review of mental health care in prisons, and it results in deficient treatment and perpetuates misbehavior that lengthens a person's time spent in solitary hell.
DAY 700 of being held hostage in a bathroom.
Thankfully, Valentine's Day went well for you after the week of turmoil, however you didn't seem excited about it. I could not tell from the photo, but I wonder if they matched your decor. Like, did he add the detail of getting red and white roses in a black container? I don't think they have black roses per se, but maybe a deep purple that appear black. Now THAT would be cool. Even just a dozen, you know? I think gifts that are person-specific are the absolute best, no matter how big or small. The rose gift was beautiful. I hope you are feeling more secure in your relationship lately.
The review you sent of The Sound of a Wild Snail Eating reminds me of the short story I wrote about my ladybug. I connected with the author regarding her snail watching while sick---I kept mind throughout most of my breakdown and recovery. Physically I was ok, but mentally, I was slow and enjoyed the slow life of a handicapped ladybug.
How did your article/photo/ for Time Out NY go? Kelly how cool is that?
I am so starved for conversation with someone--with people--who have m ore depth than Liz Taylor's makeup and the time to pull out like taffy the meangins and nuances of our subject, but I am stuck wtih three sentence exchanges and the same boring rhetoric as the day before and before that, and when will it end?
The envelope I'm sending is from an idea I have to create an awareness compaign. Holding Hands for Social Justice basically puts a call out to mail artists to create a representation of their hands--print, printing, photocopy, drawing, tracing, collage, etc. and send it to me to show their support of me and others who are oppressed and marginalized in society. The idea is to scan each of the works into a blog and create an online archive--another positive piece of internet info for me. I have someone who will help me send out the flyers world wide and once the pieces are archived he will send the participants documentation for conributing along with info about me and my efforts to create justice from within. I sitll need someone to actually scan in the pieces and type the person's name, city, state and country beneath it. Would you be willing to do this? I suspect there'd be maybe 3-8 each week to scan or photograph and post up. It will be Art for Humanity. First, criminal injustic and the marginalized mentally ill and then who knows. It could be huge. Please let me know.
Friday, March 11, 2011
Letters from the Inside, Ira Einhorn, #17
HI KELLY,
I FEED BACK AS QUICKLY AS I CAN SO WROTE YOU ABOUT THE ADDRESSES - RECEIVED AND USED-AS SOON AS I GOT THEM.
TWICE YOUR POSTCARDS GOT PUT IN A WRONG PLACE (WHY I DON'T KNOW) BUT I GDID GET THEM THE SAME DAY AND ANSWERED THEM.
MICROX HAS DISAPPEARED (IT WAS 1968-70) SO NO SURPRISE AS IT RARELY COMES UP IN MY MEMORY AND IT WAS T IME OF MUCH ACTIVITY WHEN I WAS WEARING A VERY PUBLIC MEDIA HAT.
FOR FUN: SEE IF YOUC AN LOCATE THE SMOKE-IN I ORGANIZED AT INDEPENDENCE HALL AROUND THE SAME TIME. IT LED TO THE ARREST OF A TEMPLE UNIVERSITY TEACHER AND A STI-INB AROUND A POLICE CAR, SO MUCH OF LEAD TO SOME PUB.
WE DISTRIBUTED A POUND OF ROLLED UP GRASS---INVITATION WAS BY WORD OF MOUTH.
EVERYONE HERE HAS A VISCIOUS UPPER RESPIRATORY INFECTION.
4 TIMES SOUNDS AS IF IT NEVER WENT AWAY: i'M HAVING THAT PROBLEMMORE OFTEN--THINK I HAVE KO.ED SOMETHING AND BOOM: BACK.
NB: WIRTTEN FRIDAY BUT MAIL NOT PICKED UP UNTIL MONDAY.
I NOW HAVE A MIX OFM Y -- SINCE XMAS--BATTLE WITH MY EARS, THOUGH AT A LOWER LEVEL AND A VERSION OF WHAT YOU GOT.
THE EARS PRODUCE TINITUS WHICH IS HELL.
THE UPPER R. PRODUCES SWEAT: i MOVE, I SWEAT.
IF I'M IN A TOO HOT ROOM: LIBRARY LAST NIGHT AT 7--I FEEL AS IF I'M GOING TO FAINT AS THE HEAT SEEMS TO JACK UP THE EAR AND UPPER R. VIRIL.
IT'S A CONTINUAL STRUGGLE THAT WEAKENS, BUT FORCES EXTREME CONCENTRATION.
THE DOWN HERE IS EXTREME AMONG BOTH GUARDS AND PRISONERS: YOU COULD CUT IT WITH A KNIFE.
MY IBT SUDDENLY DISAPPEARED SO I AM WONDERFULLY NEWSLESS. A LAWYER FRIEND PROVIDES IT SO WHO KNOWS WHAT HAPPENED.
HAVING BEEN INDEPENDENT ALL MY LIFE, THE TOTAL DEPENDENCY ON OTHERS FOR THE SLIGHTEST THING IS DIFFICULT.
AND HERE THEY ARE NOW COUNTING ALL ENVELOPES, SO I HAVE TO FIND PEOPLE WHO WRITE FEW OR NO LETTERS.
A FAKE ENGAGEMENT RING SOUNDS CRUEL TO ME, GIVEN YOUR HOPES WHICH HE OBVIOUSLY IS AWARE OF--HE DOESN'T SOUND CRUEL, SO PERHAPS CHILDISH IS THE WORD.
YOU NEED TO DISCUSS IT OR SOUND OFF, JUST WRITE IT TO ME.
SAD.
PEACE,
IRA
I FEED BACK AS QUICKLY AS I CAN SO WROTE YOU ABOUT THE ADDRESSES - RECEIVED AND USED-AS SOON AS I GOT THEM.
TWICE YOUR POSTCARDS GOT PUT IN A WRONG PLACE (WHY I DON'T KNOW) BUT I GDID GET THEM THE SAME DAY AND ANSWERED THEM.
MICROX HAS DISAPPEARED (IT WAS 1968-70) SO NO SURPRISE AS IT RARELY COMES UP IN MY MEMORY AND IT WAS T IME OF MUCH ACTIVITY WHEN I WAS WEARING A VERY PUBLIC MEDIA HAT.
FOR FUN: SEE IF YOUC AN LOCATE THE SMOKE-IN I ORGANIZED AT INDEPENDENCE HALL AROUND THE SAME TIME. IT LED TO THE ARREST OF A TEMPLE UNIVERSITY TEACHER AND A STI-INB AROUND A POLICE CAR, SO MUCH OF LEAD TO SOME PUB.
WE DISTRIBUTED A POUND OF ROLLED UP GRASS---INVITATION WAS BY WORD OF MOUTH.
EVERYONE HERE HAS A VISCIOUS UPPER RESPIRATORY INFECTION.
4 TIMES SOUNDS AS IF IT NEVER WENT AWAY: i'M HAVING THAT PROBLEMMORE OFTEN--THINK I HAVE KO.ED SOMETHING AND BOOM: BACK.
NB: WIRTTEN FRIDAY BUT MAIL NOT PICKED UP UNTIL MONDAY.
I NOW HAVE A MIX OFM Y -- SINCE XMAS--BATTLE WITH MY EARS, THOUGH AT A LOWER LEVEL AND A VERSION OF WHAT YOU GOT.
THE EARS PRODUCE TINITUS WHICH IS HELL.
THE UPPER R. PRODUCES SWEAT: i MOVE, I SWEAT.
IF I'M IN A TOO HOT ROOM: LIBRARY LAST NIGHT AT 7--I FEEL AS IF I'M GOING TO FAINT AS THE HEAT SEEMS TO JACK UP THE EAR AND UPPER R. VIRIL.
IT'S A CONTINUAL STRUGGLE THAT WEAKENS, BUT FORCES EXTREME CONCENTRATION.
THE DOWN HERE IS EXTREME AMONG BOTH GUARDS AND PRISONERS: YOU COULD CUT IT WITH A KNIFE.
MY IBT SUDDENLY DISAPPEARED SO I AM WONDERFULLY NEWSLESS. A LAWYER FRIEND PROVIDES IT SO WHO KNOWS WHAT HAPPENED.
HAVING BEEN INDEPENDENT ALL MY LIFE, THE TOTAL DEPENDENCY ON OTHERS FOR THE SLIGHTEST THING IS DIFFICULT.
AND HERE THEY ARE NOW COUNTING ALL ENVELOPES, SO I HAVE TO FIND PEOPLE WHO WRITE FEW OR NO LETTERS.
A FAKE ENGAGEMENT RING SOUNDS CRUEL TO ME, GIVEN YOUR HOPES WHICH HE OBVIOUSLY IS AWARE OF--HE DOESN'T SOUND CRUEL, SO PERHAPS CHILDISH IS THE WORD.
YOU NEED TO DISCUSS IT OR SOUND OFF, JUST WRITE IT TO ME.
SAD.
PEACE,
IRA
Sunday, March 6, 2011
Letters from the Inside, Ira Einhorn, #15 & 16
[Ed.: This letter is in response to a recent New Yorker article about Scientology.]
Hi Kelly,
From 1968-1970I was involved in the midst of many other things, with a strange corporate venture.
MICROX
Put together by two young suburban Philly guys who were fixated on me. They were pyramiding corporations with the intention of going public and pouring all the money into an ultimate media corporation, that was acquiring optionms at a furious rate: Duen and Lord of the Rings among others.
The subsiduary companies had Betamax, Hewlett-Packer [Ed.: All mistakes are his] patents, Boron patents, etc. I held a banquiet for Frank Herbert in April 1970 where in the pitch was made.
I was the spiritual advisor to the operation. They were burning through tons of $. I was wined and dine beyond my desires.
The principles were all scientologists and as a result the highest releases were gathering round so I heard a lot about OT111 and the Ring of Fire. As we all--those days--were exploring inner space, meditating and eating acid.
The FCC got suspicious and after three years MICROX blew up.
But they all pushed me -- they would pay -- to do the training under a high official in the Church. They pushed and pushed, but I was too busy and just not that interested, as my analysis of the OT V1's I met did not impress me but have always kept an eye on them as they can be dangerous.
A couple of the guys were on the Sea.org which at the time involved actual ships at sea.
See if the net turns up anything on MICROX Corp.
Thank you,
Peace, Ira
***
Hi Kelly,
Bless you for the help. [Ed.: I don't usually offer commentary but it strikes me as funny that all the inmates I write to want God to bless me.] I'm in a black hole here, just as my mind is exploding with ideas and my ears are driving me crazy, but almost everything is out of reach
So
I send out messages in a bottle.
I want Kunkel--he's the editor--not N+1 as he had written two very intelligent articles about Marxism--rare for the young: clear and unpretentious.
So I want to communicate
ESQUIRE long ago did a cover piece called: American Woman: Dead at 21
so you could take hte roses [Amir gave you] as part of a funerary offering or better that Amir has fallen in love and is overcompensating for past neglect. May it last: Taurus and Scorpion is good (!) when it works. Hello to your man.
Player is not accurate--it is a word of today applied to an environment in which it doesn't fit, but yes: lots and lots of women "huge supply" is too economic. Lots of energy, leader charismatic and sexual revolution lead to lots of sex
But little pursuit: They were as curious as I was. 60s=Exploration/Curiousity
Care (ears) is here, but I'm not much for medicine and refused blood pressure treatment as the pills almost killed me. So, avoid them.
If I could get aspirin, I could handle it, but it disappeared as the guys abused it.
I'm treating myself with vitamins and allergy meds--slow and annoying.
I have a DOC friend (prisoner) who helps. I'm just not a pill taker and they charge us $5 per visit. That's three mealsso...I'd rather eat.
Ys, the Buckley letter was all that and more. 2nd worse BUT
I'm used to that and inbetween the stroking was lots of info. and an opportunity to help shape an hour of TV and he will provide me with my major food: BOOKS
So: worth exploring AS
my story is basically untold &
It is quite a story.
Thank you for the info.
[Ed.: He was sent a letter from a documentarian who would like to do an hour-long episode/film about Ira's life. He asked me to Google him to see what I could turn up on him. I found he is indeed a producer, but young and not very experienced.]
I now know he is genuine and a film maker. The rest is up to me and him.
Measuing the World by Daniel Kehlmann is a delight RE: von Humboldt and Gauss (one if not the greatestmath guy of all time)
Storyteller, way humor, etc.
Thanks again for the help
Hi Kelly,
From 1968-1970I was involved in the midst of many other things, with a strange corporate venture.
MICROX
Put together by two young suburban Philly guys who were fixated on me. They were pyramiding corporations with the intention of going public and pouring all the money into an ultimate media corporation, that was acquiring optionms at a furious rate: Duen and Lord of the Rings among others.
The subsiduary companies had Betamax, Hewlett-Packer [Ed.: All mistakes are his] patents, Boron patents, etc. I held a banquiet for Frank Herbert in April 1970 where in the pitch was made.
I was the spiritual advisor to the operation. They were burning through tons of $. I was wined and dine beyond my desires.
The principles were all scientologists and as a result the highest releases were gathering round so I heard a lot about OT111 and the Ring of Fire. As we all--those days--were exploring inner space, meditating and eating acid.
The FCC got suspicious and after three years MICROX blew up.
But they all pushed me -- they would pay -- to do the training under a high official in the Church. They pushed and pushed, but I was too busy and just not that interested, as my analysis of the OT V1's I met did not impress me but have always kept an eye on them as they can be dangerous.
A couple of the guys were on the Sea.org which at the time involved actual ships at sea.
See if the net turns up anything on MICROX Corp.
Thank you,
Peace, Ira
***
Hi Kelly,
Bless you for the help. [Ed.: I don't usually offer commentary but it strikes me as funny that all the inmates I write to want God to bless me.] I'm in a black hole here, just as my mind is exploding with ideas and my ears are driving me crazy, but almost everything is out of reach
So
I send out messages in a bottle.
I want Kunkel--he's the editor--not N+1 as he had written two very intelligent articles about Marxism--rare for the young: clear and unpretentious.
So I want to communicate
ESQUIRE long ago did a cover piece called: American Woman: Dead at 21
so you could take hte roses [Amir gave you] as part of a funerary offering or better that Amir has fallen in love and is overcompensating for past neglect. May it last: Taurus and Scorpion is good (!) when it works. Hello to your man.
Player is not accurate--it is a word of today applied to an environment in which it doesn't fit, but yes: lots and lots of women "huge supply" is too economic. Lots of energy, leader charismatic and sexual revolution lead to lots of sex
But little pursuit: They were as curious as I was. 60s=Exploration/Curiousity
Care (ears) is here, but I'm not much for medicine and refused blood pressure treatment as the pills almost killed me. So, avoid them.
If I could get aspirin, I could handle it, but it disappeared as the guys abused it.
I'm treating myself with vitamins and allergy meds--slow and annoying.
I have a DOC friend (prisoner) who helps. I'm just not a pill taker and they charge us $5 per visit. That's three mealsso...I'd rather eat.
Ys, the Buckley letter was all that and more. 2nd worse BUT
I'm used to that and inbetween the stroking was lots of info. and an opportunity to help shape an hour of TV and he will provide me with my major food: BOOKS
So: worth exploring AS
my story is basically untold &
It is quite a story.
Thank you for the info.
[Ed.: He was sent a letter from a documentarian who would like to do an hour-long episode/film about Ira's life. He asked me to Google him to see what I could turn up on him. I found he is indeed a producer, but young and not very experienced.]
I now know he is genuine and a film maker. The rest is up to me and him.
Measuing the World by Daniel Kehlmann is a delight RE: von Humboldt and Gauss (one if not the greatestmath guy of all time)
Storyteller, way humor, etc.
Thanks again for the help
