“About an hour before clashes, Muslim Brotherhood supreme guide Mohammed Badie told his followers “May the Lord destroy” the secular opponents of the Islamist movement. A spokesman called for calm.”

The Republican evangelicals and the Muslim Brotherhood are in agreement…..Secular Democracy must be destroyed!

Above is a photo of my first girlfriend, Marilyn Godfrey/Reed holding a black doll. Her sister, Shanna, stands in back of her. When Shanna disappeared while living in France, her Christian mother contacted the Black Panther, Eldridge Cleaver after this convert appeared on the 700 Club.
Shanna was found after she was lost for four years.

My girlfriend, Gloria Ehlers, whose close friends (a brother and sister) were the White Panthers, a legal team. My daughter’s mother had a boy by a Chicago Black Panther, who named his son after Malcome X. Gloria and I used to go to piano bars where she sang Betsy Smith tunes.

My ex-wife, Mary Ann Tharaldsen, was the lover of Thomas Pynchon, who just came out with a new book ‘The Bleeding Edge’ that is about hackers. I’ve wondered if my novel ‘The Gideon Computer’ is linked to V as in loVe.

Jay Jay Johnson cooked Marilyn dinner when she was fourteen. It was a dinner date. Shannah was married to Ron Jefferson, Les McCann’s drummer. She co-authored the biography of Fela Kutti.

Bryan McLean became a Christian, as did my lover, Dottie Witherspoon a descendant of the Signer, John Witherspoon. These two are Scott-Irish and had freckles.

My great, great , great grandfather was the Captain of the U.S.S. Constitution that fought off the British Navy so we can be a Democracy, and not be the Church of King Jesus. Marilyn is married to the black Jazz Artist, Kenny Reed who is in photo above at first Obama celebration. On the wall is Christine Rosamond’s ‘Lena and her Sisters’. Lena was our black maid, our second mother.

Pynchon incorporated his love of Jazz in his novels. Millions of men and women in Africa want a Secular Democracy. This is what We The People got to give……..for free! You do not need to fall on your knees and pray. You only owe your allegiance to your fellow Lovers of Democracy, as in
THE UNITED States!

Here is Bryan and his sister, Maria McKee singing ‘Sweet Doctor Jesus’ in a video I found this morning. It’s coming together, folks!

Jon Presco

In the photo of Mary Ann and I in front of the church singing Amazing Grace with Bryan McLean, is a person almost out of the picture. She is holding a Polaroid and looking at a image she just took, develop. This person was the ‘Love of my Life’ until she got married eight years ago to the Jazz drummer, Kenny Reed. Shortly after we met, Marilyn took me up to the Hollywood Hills to meet her best friend, the jazz great, Les McCann. I was sixteen and Marilyn, fifteen. Les sang us a few songs, then looked at me sternly and said;

“You better take care of my little girl here!”

Les had married a white woman who left her wealthy home in Pasadena and became a torch singer in France. Charlotte took Marilyn under her wing, and she would stay a month out of the summer up at her house. Marilyn’sister, Shanna, was married to Ron Jefferson, Les McCann’s drummer. Shanna moved to Paris with Ron, and after Marilyn and I broke up, she went to live with her sister in the Bohemian capital of the world.
Shanna left Ron and was the lover of Carlos Moore. Together they authored ‘This Bitch of a Life’ the story of Fela Kunti, an African saxophonist who was a charismatic Messiah. The Black Panthers took an interest in Fela.

When I met Gloria, she had twelve lovers and gave them all up for me. Later, after we lived together, I asked her why? What was so special about my love-making? Gloria was a great lover.
“The first time we made love, you looked deep into my eyes, and kept looking.”
When Gloria left me for Frank, I went down to LA with my painting tied on the roof of my car. The day I left, Marilyn came up to Oakland to see me. She never met Gloria, who took her to a club on the waterfront in San Francisco where they had open mike. Gloria got up and sang a couple of Bessy Smith tunes.
Gloria had soul. She could sew, cook, and make a man happy in bed. She took me to see her friends, a brother and sister who were White Panthers. They did legal work for the Black Panthers. My daughters mother had a child by a black man who was a Black Panther in Chicago. This son named his son after Malcolm X.

Aunt Lillian told me that in a copy of her father’s book ‘Bound In Clay’ Royal Rosamond claims he descends from Sir Issac Hull, a Captain of the U.S.S. Constitution, the oldest commissioned vessel in the United States Navy. The problem with this claim, Isaac never had children by Ann Hart. However, there is a very good chance we are kin to Isaac because the Harts are kin to Senator, Thomas Hart Benton, a close kin of my niece, Drew Benton. I am finding genealogical questions on the web, that wonder if Isaac was married to Ann Hart. I wondered this myself after reading Isaac took Ann’s sister on a cruise on America’s most famous ship. Isaac also captained the U.S.S. Enterprise.
Yesterday I found a notice for an auction my Hull’s alleged wife who is selling Commodore Hulls belongings. Why? Did she feel jilted after he married another woman in another port? Or, did she found out he had a woman in every port, and was a womanizer who agreed to get engaged to Ann in order to remain a constant visitor to the Hart household, where Ann’s three beautiful sisters lived as well. Perhaps he had borrowed money from Ann’s father. There is a Rose family associated with the Hull ancestry

https://rosamondpress.wordpress.com/2013/02/03/a-kingdom-in-an-attic/
In the Connecticut Magazine Vol.10 I found evidence, if not proof, Commodore Isaac Hull, and his wife, Ann Hart, had Heirs – children. Volume 10 was published around 1896. It had a large genealogical section. Ann had tried to gift the house her father owned to the town, but, they did not want anything to do with it, nor did the un-named Heirs, who lived elsewhere. This famous abode was known as a haunted house. It appears Ann had tried to establish a Catholic cemetary, and put a large cross on the tomb of a local women that caused an uproar. This article titled ‘The Romance of Saybrook Mansion’ says Simon Bolivar and Jeannette Hart were engaged to be married. Simon was a Catholic. Jeannette had many suitors from famous blue blood New England Patriot families. I am sure they, and the parents of her suitors, felt snubbed – shunned – like Princess Diana was shunned.
Today, there is much controversy with royal Protestants marrying into the Catholic faith. Several important royals who are close kin to the Windsor, have been removed from the line of succession. In the wedding of William and Kate there is a ceremony that is a vow to uphold the Church of England. There is a very good chance my blood flows in the veins of William and Harry Windsor.
In reading the article, I surmise this is the chain of events. When Ann left her and Isaac’s estate to their children, they refused to live in the house, or have anything to do with the property, they perhaps believing it was cursed in another witch hunt. They tried to give this property away to the town, beause no one would buy it. they hoped the town folks would tear down the Hart home so a park could be made, but, thes Puritans did not want their children playing on defiled earth. So, there is sat for forty years. I am reminded of Great Expectations. Here is the text;
“declined the gift, and the estate passed to the only living heirs, who resided elsewhere, and had lost interest in the home. In its venerable age and neglect, it became known as the haunted house, and its decadence from a social center in the early American Republic, to a deserted homestead of one of the first families in this country, has today reached its lowest level, and serves only as a barn for cattle.
When Diana Spencer married Prince Philip Windsor, the kiss the Rose of England received from her new husband, awoke the Harts and the MacCurdys from their deep sleep, and put new life in their haunted house, for the blood of their children flow into the veins of the greatest Royal Family the world has ever known, and enjoins Pilgrims and Patriots to their kindred they fought against for their Liberty.

https://rosamondpress.wordpress.com/2012/02/28/gospel-outreach-lighthouse-ranch/

Dottie Witherspoon and I went to Meher Baba’s home in Myrtle Beach South Carolina in 1971. We then moved to California and lived in Alameda. Dottie took our Blue Tick hound born on the Fourth of July, and went to live on the Lighthouse Ranch with some Jesus Freaks. We named our dog Benjamin after Franklin.
Three months later I get a long letter from Dottie inviting me to come live on the ranch and accept Jesus as my Lord and Savior.
“No thanks!”
There are two things in life I swore I would never do:
1. Go down South
2. Become a Christian
Dottie did her best to corrupt me – after I rescued her and her cat from a Satanist. That’s us up in tree in a park in Boston where we lived.
When Dottie got me down South, I met her father, an ex-marine drill sergeant who buckled over in pain when he beheld this long-haired hippie freak who looked like Jesus. His youngest daughter had crucifed him, but, he kept his peace. However, being a mind reader, I heard this, prayer;
“Oh Lord daughter, don’t tell me you married this – cave man!”
No soner were we on the plane, then Mr. Witherspoon had the Sheriff of Greenville put my name in the cop files. Unfortunately he got my cousin I never met with a rap sheet as long as a coon’s tail – which he sent to Dottie in California with a note;
“Whatever you do, don’t show this letter to Greg. Do not open it in his presence.”
Once open, Dottie read;
You must get away from him – now! Greg’s a dangerous felon who served time for rape……..ect.ect.”
The movie Sweet Home Alabama was a fictional movie. This is the real McCoy! Our movie – never ends!
Jon Gregory Presco the Nazarite

Gospel Outreach was a Christian Church which emerged in Northern California in 1970 as part of the Jesus movement.[1] It was originally located at Table Bluff, in Humboldt County, California, 4.5 miles (7.2 km) south of Fields Landing, at an elevation of 318 feet (97 m) on a bluff adjacent to the Pacific Ocean.[2] The local movement still exists with a school and Church in Eureka, California which was completed in 2009.[3]
1951 view of Coast Guard Station that became “The Lighthouse Ranch” before most of buildings were razed, leaving the signal building. The lighthouse itself was moved to Eureka’s Woodley Island Marina in the 1980′s.Contents [hide]
[edit] Lighthouse RanchDuring the 1960s, members of the hippie counterculture sought to live a simple life, and many were drawn to areas away from large cities where they sought to get back to the land. “Lighthouse Ranch” was an abandoned Coast Guard station, 11 miles south of Eureka, California, situated on the hippie trail that then extended along the west coast of California.[citation needed] The ranch was acquired by real estate agent and pastor, Jim Durkin who purchased 8 acres (32,000 m2) of the surplus Coast Guard property from Norman Kenneth Smith, an evangelical minister, in 1970.[citation needed] Renamed “Lighthouse Ranch” it became a stop over for young adults seeking spiritual direction.[citation needed] Young travelers visited, some stayed, building alternative dwellings such as geodesic domes out of wood, and working the land.[citation needed]
The ranch was subsequently owned by Sabine Ball a German evangelist and manager of social projects who,[4] in later years of her life, returned to her roots in Dresden, Germany as a Christian evangelist.[5]
[edit] Church GrowthBy 1972, Gospel Outreach Lighthouse Ranch had grown to almost 300 members.[1] The group started attending a local Assembly of God church in Eureka and asked the minister Jim Durkin to lead Gospel Outreach.[1] Within a few years the Lighthouse Ranch sent out planting teams all over the world. Throughout the 1970s and 80′s, missionary teams established churches in Palmer, Alaska, Chicago, Brooklyn, New York, Silverton, Oregon, Philadelphia, Germany, Nicaragua, and Hawaii.[1] With 100 affiliated churches worldwide the Gospel Outreach network is one of the denominational legacies of the Jesus People Movement.[1]

Shortly after I met my wife-to-be, Mary Ann Tharaldson, she showed me two first edition books signed by her lover, Thomas Pynchon. I tried to read Gravity’s Rainbow, and V, but soon abandoned them. In researching Pynchon’s connections to Jazz, I discovered a character in V, called Vera Meroving. There is a wiki-Pynchon that says this about Vera, and other characters whose name starts with a V, which is a letter Dan Brown made famous in his Da Vinci Code. There is a bad priest named in V that was written in 1963 long before Holy Blood, Holy Grail made it on the scene. Here is another portal into the Labyrinth.
“V./Victoria Wren/Vheissu/Vera Meroving/Veronica Manganese/Valletta/The Bad Priest is the titular character and a mysterious woman who appears in several incarnations throughout the novel.”
The only thing Mary Ann would tell me about Thomas, whom she lived in Mexico with for two years, is that he had her stand nude before a mirror holding a rose. This inspired me to do a large nude drawing of my ex-wife holding a rose. Her doctor told Mary Ann she had the most beautiful V shape mound, which I captured in 1980. When we exchanged vows Mary Ann became kin to Mary Magdalene Rosamond, and the famous artist, Rosamond. Bryan Maclean sang at our wedding, but did not come to the reception. Here are the folks who were there;
Rosemary Rosamond Miles
Robert Miles
Christine Rosamond Partlow
Shannon Rosamond
Rick Partow
Mark Presco and his girlfriend
Tim O’Connor and his French girlfriend
Marilyn Godfrey
Joan
Marilyn was my first girlfriend whose sister, Shanah, was married to Ron Jefferson, a jazz drummer for Les MacCann. Shanah helped her lover, Carlos Moore, write the biography of ‘Fela that is playing on Broadway. Marilyn went to live with Shanah in Paris and met some heavy duty radicals. When Shanah disappeared, her mother contacted ex Black Panther leader, Eldridge Cleaver, who found her.
Consider Manson’s Helter Skelter and Joan, who was Mary Ann’s good friend that came to her families Thanks Giving dinner to find five members shot dead by black radicals because her father worked for Standard Oil.
Tim O’Connor is the son of the actor of the same name who played an alien Ambassador in Star Trek. My ex-brother-in-law, Rick Partlow, who won a Grammy for his sound work on Battle Star Gallactia.
Mary Ann was good friends of Richard and Mimi Farina, the sister of Joan Baez. Mary Ann did a life-size portrait of Mimi. Richard was a good friend of Thomas Pynchon.
Bryan MacLean sold his artwork in Westwood, where his ex-lover, Christine Rosamond, was discovered in 1972. Bryan taught me some guitar cords, and was inspired by Robert Johnson, and played his ‘Crossroads’.

https://rosamondpress.wordpress.com/2013/01/13/my-wedding-reception/

Dottie Witherspoon almost became Christine’s sister-in-law. She may have fathered my child the Seers said I had. They saw two faint leaves on my rose. A year later, my sixteen year old daghter appear in my life for the first time.

I fought with real witches on Beacon Hill, the same time I took the Mafia to court – and won! I saved Dottie from a guy who said he was a Warlock. I encouraged Dottie to stay away from drugs as I did most folks I befriended after my terrible fall on the rocks at MacLure’s Beach in 1967. Dottie descends from the Signer, John Witherspoon, and it looks like I descend from the Signer, John Hart. The Witherspoons are in the famous Preston genealogy, as is Jessie and John Fremont who founded the Republican Party. I discovered the Prestons are close kin to the Stewart family, and thus, William and Harry. I discovered the Hart family are kin to Princess Diana.

You can not BUY this family history. Many rich and conservative Americans would kill to own this history, be of this blood. But, what bounds this blood in true Democracy, is my kindred who made the simple headstone you see above. These rosy folks descend from Samuel Rosamond who was a captain in the War of Independence, and fought under Francis Marion in South Carolina. So did John Witherspoon. This is why both families named family members after Francis Marion. There is a Francis Marion Witherspoon, and a Francis Marion Rosamond.

It is fitting that I a very poor descendant of James Rosamond, who also fought alongside his brother and Marion, compile this family history, gather my ancestors together, so……..We can soar like eagles! Our wings are not made of money! They are made of courage!

We Americans have got to stop demonizing each other, and stop believing our great wealth gets us closer to God, and in turn He gives us special privileges. If a mere rock can suffice these Patriots for a headstone, then, anything is possible if we put our minds to it!
Here is the proof! These humble roses help found our Democracy!

Wake up! The whole world is beholding our dream, our work to establish Social Good for all of humanity. We have just begun! Our days of experimenting, are over. We have grown up!

Jon Presco

https://rosamondpress.wordpress.com/2011/09/12/saving-dottie-witherspoon/

https://rosamondpress.wordpress.com/2011/09/06/the-witherspoons-and-rosamonds/

http://freepages.genealogy.rootsweb.ancestry.com/~edgmon/lurrosmur.htm

http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=gr&GScid=2281655&GRid=31131358&

First, some context: Bleeding Edge is set in New York City, “in the lull between the collapse of the dotcom boom and the terrible events of September 11,” and concerns Silicon Alley, New York’s community of high-tech companies. It centers on Maxine Tarnow, “your average working mom” who runs “a nice little fraud investigation business on the Upper West Side, chasing down … small-scale con artists.” She’s had her license revoked, and “now she can follow her own code of ethics—carry a Beretta, do business with sleazebags, hack into people’s bank accounts.” Maxine “starts looking into the finances of a computer-security firm and its billionaire geek CEO,” and “soon finds herself mixed up with a drug runner in an art deco motorboat, a professional nose obsessed with Hitler’s aftershave, a neoliberal enforcer with footwear issues, plus elements of the Russian mob and various bloggers, hackers, code monkeys, and entrepreneurs, some of whom begin to show up mysteriously dead. Foul play, of course.”

http://www.bryanmaclean.com/biog.htm

Though he’s lived in New York City since the early 1990s, after decades of a famously fugitive existence in and out of America, Thomas Pynchon now seems, at last, to have moved in.
Bleeding Edge, his new novel, to be published in September, takes place in a pre-9/11 Gotham where an independent investigator named Maxine Tarnow navigates the city’s growing body of “bloggers, hackers, code monkeys, and entrepreneurs,” a.k.a. Silicon Alley, the name taken by tech companies clustered in lower Manhattan. The book’s setting is unusually personal: after all, Pynchon, who is 76 and grew up in Nassau County, has methodically avoided being photographed or interviewed during the course of a 50-year career in fiction that came to define postmodern literature.

http://www.theatlanticwire.com/entertainment/2013/06/thomas-pynchon-back-new-york/66140/

Who is Thomas Pynchon?
For a certain member of New York’s literary set, it may not come as a surprise that Thomas Pynchon is difficult to track down. Efforts to do so seem at once pointless and invasive, yet also fascinating, given the amount of energy their subject spends escaping the roving eyes of reporters. There are just four extant photos of him as an adult; two, at most, are recognizably Pynchon. According to Bling Ring author Nancy Jo Sales, who used a publicly-available directory to find his Manhattan apartment in 1997, Pynchon’s associates and friends almost always decline to comment on his whereabouts, apparently for fear of being cut off by him.
Locating the man, for the average person, is next to impossible. The same goes for his family members, even those who aren’t exactly hiding in the shadows. For example, his wife, Melanie Jackson, operates a literary agency on 72nd Street in a building known, improbably, as The Hermitage. But when we showed up a few weeks ago, the building’s doorman indicated that Jackson does not take visitors without an appointment. When we tried to schedule one, Jackson’s secretary refused to do so, citing her boss’s policy of not granting interviews, on- or off-the-record, to reporters.
Pynchon’s early origins are less than mysterious, however. Thomas Ruggles Pynchon was in Nassau County in 1937; attended Cornell for two years before enlisting in the Navy, which took him to Italy; returned to Cornell to graduate in 1959

http://northendwaterfront.com/2013/07/uss-constitution-old-ironsides-makes-her-july-4th-turnaround-in-boston-harbor-photos/