Confession time: Like many in the media, I looked at Kevin E. Harris blowing himself up, having covered his Costa Mesa house in foil to prevent the government from reading his mind and writing the gubment was also behind the
killings of Nicole Brown Simpson, John Lennon and everyone who perished in the the Sept. 11, 2001, terrorist
attacks as indicators the 52-year-old was . . . well . . . at the risk of speaking ill of the dead . . . somewhat off. But upon closer inspection of his 17,000-word essay, this reporter can categorically state Harris was onto something regarding the late Righteous Brother Bobby Hatfield.
Grab a cup, this is gonna take some 'splainin' . . .
Harris was found dead Sunday evening in the doorway of his home at 3152 Bermuda Dr., Costa Mesa, from a bomb blast. Police later found two unexploded devices inside.
He'd previously posted online and printed hard copies of his essay, "The Pricker: A True Story of Assassination,
Terrorism And High Treason." It's about "an assassins weapon" known as
"the pricker" that the government and other evil doers use to deposit "biological agents into a
victim's skin, on contact, without their knowledge," so the targets contract MS, AIDS, cancer and diseases that haven't even been invented yet.
"It can be deployed in the palm of a hand, or hidden in a
ring worn on a finger," Harris wrote. "The pricker is capable of inducing a wide array
of lethal, potentially lethal and non-lethal conditions."
Because the Costa Mesa man knew of this threat and exposed its super-dooper-top-secret existence to others, they became victims. It's why Reps. Dana Rohrabacher, Ed Royce and Linda and Loretta Sanchez, California's U.S. Senators Barbara Boxer and Dianne Feinstein and other office-holders refuse to talk about "the pricker" despite Harris having sent them reams and reams of documents about it.
Now, Ms. Simpson and Ronald Goldman were truly killed and nearly decapitated–some call the method "Colombian necklaces"–but their deaths were meant to divert pubic attention away from "the pricker" being exposed, writes Harris, who details in his work how it fits a pattern of "spousal murders" committed with or without the pricker.
April 30, 2001, Harris detailed the spousal cancer conspiracy on live radio before being cut off. The next day, FBI Director Louis Freeh met with his entire senior staff
and then announced his resignation, giving no reason. That same day,
May 1, 2001, then-Rep. Gary Condit's intern and fling Chandra Levy disappeared. Condit sat on the House Intelligence Committee. Levy reportedly
aspired to be an FBI agent and had an unidentified FBI boyfriend.
– On July 10, 2003, the San Francisco Chronicle reported on the death the afternoon before of KPFA's morning news
anchor Chris Bruney, who an apparent heart attack in his car at age 44. "A fake heart attack can be
induced with an oral poison or, in Mr. Bruney's case, by spraying a
toxin in the victim's face," Harris astutely points out. "The last time someone tried that with me,
it was a sewer snake from a neighbor's house up to my kitchen sink." Years before joining the Pacifica Radio Network station, Bruney graduated from El Modena High School in Orange,
where Harris had delivered hundreds of copies of "The Pricker."
– On Aug. 14, 2003, the
Northeast was struck by the largest blackout in U.S. history, and among those that lost power was Pacifica station WBAI in New York, where a weekly program on "political prisoners and police oppression" aired. Host Safiya
Bukhari could not do her program because of the blackout. "She
could not do the program the next Thursday night because she was
hospitalized," Harris writes. "She could not do it the week after that because she was
co-host, Sally O'Brien, told Harris Bukhari died "of a prolonged illness." But Bukhari's
sister told him it was a sudden heart attack. "Although she was a
Muslim, [Bukhari's] funeral was held at the church of, and attended by, the only
person in New York City to whom I had confirmed delivery of "The Pricker"
by reading out loud over the telephone.
– On Dec. 10, 2004, journalist was found shot dead in the head. A suicide note was affixed to the door. While with the San Jose Mercury-News, Webb had famously written a series about the CIA involvement in America's crack cocaine
epidemic that his own paper would later discredit portions of. "His obituaries said his CIA story had been discredited
but, by their own description, the 'discredit' consisted of failures to
corroborate," Harris observes. "That kind of 'discredit' might befall any true story." [Make sure to catch the upcoming movie about this–this being the Webb saga, not "The Pricker"–based on my Weekly colleague Nick Schou's book!]
– On March 31, 2005, which was four days after Harris had spent two days distributing hundreds of preliminary draft copies of the FBI-damning "The Pricker" throughout Costa Mesa, All the President's Men journalist Bob Woodward confirmed
that former FBI man Mark Felt was "Deep Throat." Writes Harris, "That announcement was made to predate mine by saying it has been
prepared (in secret) for years. Perhaps they will now try to present
Mr. Woodward as a dupe of the FBI. In his position, he could not be a
dupe. If you prefer to think of Mr. Woodward and his ilk as slack-jawed
fools, rather than knowing collaborators, that still does not deflect
the point that they have not done, and will not do, their duty."
Now, truth be told, those could be huge coinky-dinks. Hell, some of them are not even strong enough to characterize as coincidences. But then comes "The Pricker" thread involving Robert Lee Hatfield . . .
For those of you born before 1970, Bobby Hatfield and Bill Medley were the Righteous Brothers. Hatfield's family moved to Anaheim when he was young and he would go on to graduate from Anaheim High School. He met Medley at Cal State Long Beach, and they would go on to sing their first hit, 1964's "You've Lost That Lovin' Feelin,'" which was produced by Phil Spector. Follow-up hits included "(You're My) Soul and Inspiration" and "Unchained Melody." The pair broke up in the mid-1970s, although Hatfield did reunite with Medley over the years, including shows at "Bill Medley's Music City" nightclub in Fountain Valley.
From "The Pricker":
The Righteous Brothers lived in Newport Beach where I had
delivered thousands of copies of this document. Their song 'You've
Lost That Lovin' Feelin'' is the most played single ever on American
radio. On11/5/03 Bobby Hatfield was found dead in his hotel room, even
as the crowd gathered for the first show of their latest tour. The
medical examiner told me his cause of death was myocardial infarction,
due to severe atherosclerosis of the coronary arteries. A month later I
raised the possibility that he was assassinated with a toxin, in the
12/7/03 edition of "The Pricker." If correct another autopsy might find
clean coronary arteries in this 63-year-old victim. After a few more
weeks, while it was still said the coronary arteries were in bad shape,
the death certificate was amended to change the cause of death to "acute
cocaine toxicity." His friends said he didn't use cocaine, none was
found at the scene, and he "died in his sleep." The medical examiner
said she told Mrs. Hatfield about this at about the same time Mrs.
Hatfield was hospitalized with a couple of stokes.
Yes, it may seem nuts given "The Pricker" details how 72,000 copies of various drafts have been distributed unsolicited over the years, that Saddam Hussein's death is somehow related and that Harris personally "destroyed" an "alien spaceship plot."
But then you discover, at least as "The Pricker" involves Hatfield, that the Righteous Brothers were originally thought to be African-Americans based on the sound of their voices coming out of small transistor radios in the early '60s. (Hatfield was and Medley is white.)
On this season of American Idol, an African-American man named–I'm not making this up, folks–Kevin Harris of Montgomery, Alabama, was eliminated as a finalist after singing "Everything I Do," which was made famous by very white Canadian Bryan Adams.
Another African-American, Grammy-winning R&B singer/producer Ne-Yo, played Corporal Kevin Harris is the movie Battle: Los Angeles. Ironically, the action movie about a U.S. military defense against an alien invasion–remember the Costa Mesa Kevin Harris' disclosure about breaking up an alien spaceship plot?–was released the same day a powerful tsunami threatened much of the West Coast, prompting Ne-Yo to tell NextMovie:
Tragedy is something we're forced
to deal with, especially when it's a natural disaster, and
unfortunately there's nothing we can do about that. Even though [the movie] is somewhat
apocalyptic and [involves] things of that nature, I would like to hope
that people will watch this movie from a standpoint of entertainment, as
opposed to it being a reminder of something tragic.
If you go to the NextMovie site right now, you'll find that a video of "Will Ferrell Yelling" is trending right now. The Righteous Brothers had as their keyboardist and saxophonist for years one Roy Lee Ferrell Jr., the father of the comic-actor, who went to high school in Irvine, where there are no black people. A different Kevin Harris, this one living in San Antonio, Texas, (so he's white, too) writes on his Facebook page that among his "likes" is "Anything with Will Ferrell."
What is "Ne-Yo" backwards? "Yo Ne," which begins the title of the ballad Will Ferrell sang in Casa de Mi Padre, "Yo Ne Se" ("I Don't Know"). Casa de Mi Padre was distributed in U.S. theaters by Pantelion Films, which is a division of Lions Gate Entertainment that specializes in projects aimed at Latinos (who are generally brown, which I think from my Crayola days is what happens when you mix white and black, but I could be wrong).
Lions Gate co-owns the Epix pay TV channel with Paramount Picture/Viacom. Viacom's Spike TV picked up for its 2013 lineup To Catch a Contractor, an original, un-scipted show that has comedian Adam Carolla, who used to work in construction, helping homeowners identify when contractors are trying to rip them off. Among the producers is one Kevin Harris, although I don't know if he's white, black or brown.
What I do know is that along with To Catch a Contractor, Spike TV announced it would air a show called Property Monstrosity, a scripted show about a concerned group of neighbors who join forces to confront a negligent neighbor. Shades of Costa Mesa's Bermuda Drive, where residents described Kevin E. Harris as a harmless nuisance before the bomb went off?
Well, get this: the producer of the Property Monstrosity pilot was Thinkfactory Media, the driving force behind the History Channel miniseries Hatfields & McCoys. Which brings us back to Bobby Hatfield . . . and this caveat from the late Mr. Harris in "The Pricker:"
I am not trying to
prove anything with these deaths, or the many others I have noted. I
haven't yet been told these people have even seen my work, let alone
planned to talk about it. I mention them to warn you, and help you to
make sense of this situation. If you are one of the few people who ever
address a large live audience, and have now read this, you will be
subject to extraordinary surveillance to determine your intent.
Um . . . what? Forget everything you read before–and especially who wrote it.