Amazon: Hughes Wonders, "What is it?"

Jeff Bezos back when he had hair.

 

06.22.2016

Jeff –

Would you like some free behavioral health advice from Howard Hughes’ son? If you admit you are going nuts, most likely you won’t. This brings me directly to the issue and hand and then some free advice. I actually managed to put a book on your site that is half a screenplay. The other half would cost someone 2 million dollars. I know the Create Space-Amazon alliance works, because someone ordered one, it was printed, and subsequently gifted to me.

As for the Kindled version, that can wait, because the same guy who gave me the book proceeded to steal the one I wrote about 9/11 and national security issues. That manuscript needs an agent and a “real” publisher, probably not in the USA. How about some “fun” books that are shorter than the 367 page masterpiece? If the customer can’t search by my NAME, they cannot find the book(s).

I’ve tried to call your people on the phone, and they are driving me nuts. I was instructed to contact something called “Author Central,” when really it is just a simple IT issue, or does someone not want me to sell any books? No movies since 1986, no books since 1996. Must be my last name, Jeff. I skimmed your Annual Report and read the first one entirely. The current document made little sense to me. Long ago in the early 1980’s, I noticed something, when the Super Bowl commercials were on. With many of the ads, I could not tell what product or service they were selling, and that spot costs a lot of MONEY.

What is Amazon? I noted your stock price is sky-high, so someone must think you are doing something of economic worth. I’d like to make some money too, so could you kindly add my name in your search engine as William C. Hughes, or I will be forced to go begging among drug-crazed movie industry types.

Thanks,

William C. Hughes 

 

NGA, Mo.

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When Michelle divorces that skinny Kenyan man and selects a nice ranch home in "Affordable North County" St. Louis, the lines for inquiring neighbors will be:

"The kids are away at school."
and...
"I get that a lot."

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04.21.2017

RV Congresspersons:

One observation, one story please. From what I heard in the run-up to your rigged by Russians election, I think it is CNN okay to say, “I got screwed” by not only Mormons but a cast of thousands. When I called Harry’s Reid’s office from a borrowed Samsung Galaxy phone, this remained humorous, whereas now I’m out for military and spy agency scalps.

Later, a Cornell-trained engineer would give me a phone that did not help. Just today, when I appealed for help from a professor who had written a paper on the FOI process, it was as if a military satellite had pierced his skull to say “I can’t help” before I even asked for anything. As a matter of fact, there is defense-intelligence crap in orbit that can control your mind, and they were only working on that in Nazi Germany since about 1935, so in 1978 they succeeded with penetrating a few select skulls.

By 2008 I was confined to the first of three spaces I call a “Mafia House.” Fully aware I was paying $925 per month to be “bugged” I shouted, “I’ll shoot that shit down!” I don’t like Donald Trump’s tactics, but it is clear at least he did not abuse his kids. Using the term “wiretapping” in this NO PRIVACY digital era was quaint, and what the youth call a LOL moment for me. I now know why when I stated my birth record home as the destination, my Swiss financier said, “Are you sure?”

Here is how it went:

#  5 months of pipe banging to deprive me of sleep at 5819 Michigan. Selling “weed” upstairs? This is no problem when Hughes calls the cops only to ask if the shit has been decriminalized. If I were California Czar I’d hang the pot shop owners and light the marijuana fields on fire.

#  20 months of wall, porch, door, and air conditioner banging at 216 Nagel. Sleep? I barely knew what it was. When the address has a 30-40 year history of selling illegal drugs, it is hard to drive the leeches away. Despite every type of weapon on the wall at your average gun shop being fired in my vicinity, I got out of there alive. My challenge for all Navy Seals who have cashed-in on the First Amendment when I cannot is to turn my back to the firing of guns and tell surprised weapons experts what is shooting. This is more than a little odd for a “gun hater” to have such skills, and who is going to sit in prison over taking my original 1982 Handgun Control poster with the big red, white, and blue .38? Does the average white punk on dope know who got shot in 1981 outside the D.C. Hilton Hotel? Probably not in education-impaired St. Louis. No arrests? Could civil war II begin soon? I’m getting too old to legally kill KKK, militia rednecks, and less organized racists.

#  12 months of motel money was almost worth it, but the “we” in the sky likely noticed that when a car is in front of the door or a female informant is in the chair all is quiet. Remove these conditions and then the drill apparently calls for paying thousands more only to be driven crazy by some cleverly timed BANG BANG BANG and then you “check-out” in a hearse after a suicide or heroin overdose. Not me, dude. Seven more months of sleep deprivation and torture in the USA was not okay! 

“John the Mailman,” a mighty scribe of the 1980’s who published a fanzine called Jet Lag cannot be correct when he said, “Bill, no one cares.”

Cordially,

William C. Hughes

"All rise for 'God Save the Queen'."

Another Missouri Republican readies his march to the Statehouse

 

 

September 24, 2017

Dear Rep. Franks –

After another bus ride and yet another simulated gunshot, I’m pretty pissed myself. On top of that, I noted it takes an Indianapolis TV station to show video of the Saint Louis County cops behaving like goons in the mall we all know is private property. May I quote red light runner and police apologist McGraw Millhaven? On AM 550 he arrogantly said, “Nobody shops at the mall anymore” during his “Thumbs Down” for daring to protest. I guess he has a drone deliver his shoes after ordering on-line. I don’t have any decent shoes, but I’ve got an idea.

Senator Claire McCaskill is on my “shit list” too for foot-dragging on mom’s federal employment records and dad’s Army-Navy records. (They said 2 weeks at most to get going and it has been 8). Given all of the bad “pub” in St. Louis, and I’m sure you know McCaskill hails from out west, why don’t you file in the Democrat primary and bushwhack her from the left? A rich ex-friend of mine uses the word “parlay” like my late mom. It’s not “opportunistic” to run mainly on a “No More Fergusons” platform, and who cares when I’ve seen city cops barreling through intersections without a siren on and had county cops lie to my mental health worker face more than once.

The TV and cable news “optics” are so bad, you might win and leave it to me to already have your luxurious office located. Chinese food is right next door, and the Shrewsbury cops either wave at me or crack jokes, so what would you lose except other people’s money? I’d have to be paid to answer the phone and talk bad about McCaskill and Roy Blunt.

I was at Disneyworld in 2004 when the phone kept cutting off when a lobbyist was telling me Matt Blunt would not give us our state jobs back. I’ve been an angry white man ever since! Additionally, the California Highway Patrol woman who was one of many who chatted with me during 2012 & 2013 should be widely quoted. She said: “We don’t chase anybody.”

Black lives do not matter.

Neither does mine.

Have a great day,

William C. Hughes, MSW