Absolutely James Bond – Is Fake

EXTRA! I posted this about four hours ago – then I found this twenty minutes ago!


This is the page is the one BARBEL responded to. I speak of Admiral Ian Easton being buried alongside Tennyson! What!!!!


I just tried to send this e-mail to sico@ajb007.co.uk. and was asked to correct the address. I could not send it. I think BARBEL is the dude on the right. He better make this right, or, I will write the higher-ups about his abuse of a Veteran of the British Royal Navy.

I was a member of Absolutely Bond for one day, then got banned by Barbel who titles himself the “Chief of Staff”. He said this was the “warning” he gave me. This is not a warning. It is an opinion as far as I was concerned, from some fellow member of the group. There were other titles. I had been informing fellow posters that I am kin to Ian Fleming via Elizabeth Rosemond Taylor, and Aileen Getty. I told my peers I am authoring a Bond book titled ‘Victoria Bond’. I informed Glidrose of this. Here is my educated response. It is a poetry lesson. In Skyfall, part of a Tennyson poem is quoted. Poems are turned into songs. It is not common knowledge Liz, and all the actors in OUR family tree, are kin to Ian Fleming. sometimes people TAKE your info and use it for their purposes – after they censor you. I own a registered newspaper. Royal Rosamond Presco. I take these things very seriously. I am not going away. I demand an explanation!
John Presco

Re: Bond girls / artists for theme song

Jul 27, 2016 – 25 posts – ‎7 authors

Very nice axe Barbel, i used to have a nice guitar collection, couple of strats (one Clapton series) an antique burst let Paul and a lovely old 

Stay clear of these drunken Scottish goofs! I was looking for a reputable James Bond group and found a pic of Julia Rose being mistaken for a Russian actress. There was talk about getting a foreign exotic actress to play next to their Bond Brute! I told them who she really was, and got put on a TO WATCH LIST. Some jealous moron in Scotland got all in a power struggle with me, then banned me, saying I was warned. Bullshit! The “Chief of Staff” said;

“Presco. While this is interesting, and all, it’s getting off topic.”

Dos the “Chief” say – I am off topic? The Big Cheese – finds it interesting! How is this a warning? If he finds it interesting, perhaps others do – too! Is he – The Decider in Chief?

I waited four hours. Are there really rankings? I was just a – M!6. This is how Russian Trolls work. I was praising Lara’s poetry that she is putting to music – her music. These brownshirts sing folk music!


He hated me because I am an American showing off my kinship to Ian Fleming, a Dutch surname. These hoggish blokes hate the Brits and had glommed on the fake genealogy of James Bond who traces his fake ancestors to Scotland. I showed him all Flemings real famous relatives, and they shit blood sausages out their stale rectums. While serious people posted their ideas for free  – these shitheads were in the chatroom toasting one another with fake ale and whisky. I’d like to kick their asses, one at a time. What a bunch of jack-offs! What is this, their happy hangover in the morning ditty? Of course the all white make band wants to do the soundtrack to the next Bond flick. PUKE!


Fuck the Skunnered They were making lude jokes about Julia’s ample breasts. In my book, she will kick the crap out of these fucks –  all at the same time! Miriam Starfish Christling will administer the greatest Ass-Kicking in Bond movie history. Is this a joke? That Browny is playing the congas?


(Northern Ireland, slang) Fed up (not content, not satisfied); embarrassed.

I’m scundered. I’m going home.
They kidnapped one of my stars! They will pay. They will be rendered immortals in my book ‘The Royal Janitor’  They will be known as The Brownish Scunnered Orcs of Scotland, who were shat out the ass of bored Romans, practiced in the low art of bringing everyone around them – down!

They play this fake happy folk music that makes everyone who hears it, nauseated. But, best not tell them that, or they will go back to their real disgusting ways, which involves blowing into your buddies elbow and armpit to make farting sounds. Big loud farting sounds to go with the shit that comes out of their mouth! They dwell in cold dank stone cellars, and wear brownish clothing. Who the fuck wears a brown shirt?

scunnered in British

(ˈskʌnəd )

adjective dialect, mainly Scottish

1. annoyed, discontented, or bored

2. nauseated or disgusted, esp from a surfeit of food, drink, etc

So, I waited five hours. I post my very educated response assuming BARBEL didn’t like poetry. Then, he sends in one of his Soldier-bots to start a fight, he too saying I am off topic. I post a video of Paris Jackson singing a song she wrote and inform the group Elizabeth Taylor is her Godmother. I say Paris might make a good Bond villain, and give James a bad time. This is – fucking insubordination – a way to tell the Brown Turd Clan Chief to go fuck himself.

I keep a record unless they try to steal my ideas. Creeps and Fakes like this invite people to come share, and when they see something they like, they pick a fight with you so they can ban you an take your shit down into their slimy brown holes.

Is that an image of Jimmy Hendrix on the wall? You best take that down! Which one of you is BARBEL? Fork him over!

I told you there was going to be trouble. It is written. My Bond book is writing itself. You lads fooked with my Star, Lara Roozemond, whose grandfather was awarded the Order of the Netherland’s Lion! Here come the Billy Boys! You Skunnered blokes are going to get……………..The Bum’s Rush!

Do I hear drums? Beware!……..The Siberian Ice Maiden, cometh. She is known to go days without blinking when she gets in a fowl mood. She’s gets like this ever since she was thirteen, after she saw the Siberian Polar Jesus coming down from the Northern Lights!

You can run, but you can not hide! To find Yulia Rose amongst the Orcs, blew my mind. It was a Real Sign, I am on the right path!

John Presco


The Bum’s Rush

Victoria’s Orange Parade

Being  part Dutch, and able to trace her lineage to William The Silent, got Victoria Bond an invite to march in the Orange Parade. But, when she insisted she play her ‘Contraption’, some of the most diplomatic folks of the Isles slithered up to her, and, as calm as can be, tried to talk her out of it.

“There will be trouble!”

“What kind of trouble? There’s always trouble. I’m not giving up my pipes – mon! That would be like me, asking you, to give up your nuts. Coo’mon! Drop em!”

Jon Presco

Copyright 2018

I wanted to name Kate and William’s first son, Arthur, an honor that goes to their second son. I approve.

Do not forsake the Kurds. They are of the first church called ‘The Way’. Why do I care? After my life was restored to me in 1967, I looked for humble and small things to do. I lived on a houseboat amongst old frieghters, and was happy to be like my old hero, Gully Jimson. I made model sailboats, and sailed them in a pond. I had no life, and didn’t want one. Then, in 1992, my therapist dismissed me for refusing to do a simple genealogy, so she could follow…………who I am.

“What does it matter?”

Four years later, I asked;

“What is in a name?”



Order of the Netherlands Lion

Lara Roozemond’s grandfather, is

Cornelis Marinus Lauwerens (Cees) Roozemond (Sint Philipsland, 23 May 1927 – Rotterdam, 18 November 2008) was a Dutch journalist, politician and director. He was, among other things, mayor of Alkmaar. Roozemond was a member of the Labor Party .

Re: Bond girls / artists for theme song

Dame Elizabeth ROSEMOND Taylor married Richard Burton, who Fleming wanted to play James in the first Bond movie. My kin almost married Bond writer, Kevin McClory, but, married movie producer, Todd, instead. Kevin and Todd died good friends. There are many famous actors in Liz’s family tree. She stole Eddie Fisher from actress Debbie Reynolds. Was Carrie ever considered for a Bond movie? Barbel, I suspect you are referring to my poetry lesson? Queen Victoria had two cousins who ruled Empires. Victoria wanted most of the known world to speak the English language over the German and Russian tongue. Poets and writers were considered emissaries of the Queen. To back these authors up. were the biggest battleships ever made. Churchill was an artist. Liz lived in Augustus John’s home. Her father and uncle had a gallery on Bond St. in London. The Fleming family has an art gallery. Liz married into the Getty, and Melon family, who own most of the word’s art. WHAT is James Bond fighting for? The Greeks and Romans held poetry contests. Then, there were physical contests. Beautiful women were – THE PRIZE! Roman conquered Britain. Britania – freed Britain. Movie producers and promoters want as many Hollywood names as possible – to make money! Liz and Ian dies not knowing they were going to be part of a Dynasty – that I put together! A hundred million earthlings are engrossed by their family tree. I am on topic! https://rosamondpress.com/2018/08/15/li … nection-2/ 

JTM wrote:

The topic is Bond girls/actresses to be part of the cast for the next film, Bond 25, or artists to perform the film’s theme song. Presco I just can’t see the relevance in your posts.

You don’t see actresses in my posts? Can you envision the Royal Friesian Horse Stables own by Victoria Bond? There are beautiful actresses in Ian Flemings tree, because I, a genealogist, put them there. How about, James Bond, senior citizen?  Young woman love horses. They will go see a horse movie. Producers SEE this. They saw ‘National Velvet’ starring a British subject. People want magic in their movies, not just another shoot em up orgie. Liz Taylor is on google every day. Promoters will work that into any Bond movie. Did you know Liz is Paris Jacskson’s Godmother? She encouraged her father to take up art. Why not have Paris be in a Bond flick. If producers thought she would sell tickets, she would be giving James a hard time. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9sy0iSodl48

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Call Me Blue

The Royal Janitor


Jon Presco

Chapter Two

Call Me Blue

Blue McDonald paced back stage like a wild animal, or a mad-dog Gladiator who couldn’t wait to get in the arena and slaughter his first pack of cry-baby Christians. When the curtain opened a gap in the line, out he rushed to center stage. He now wished he had worn a larger collar because the blood was coursing through his neck arteries like a slege hammer. He yanked at his tie, and a button flew into the audience. Because of the spotlights, he did not witness the mad scrum for it. He had heard he was famous – real famous – but, he had not experienced that as yet. Thinking he had arrived, he now hears a crescendo of BOOS pouring down on him – like an avalanche!


“What the fook!” Blue uttered with a snarl, then started rushing back and forth on the stage, giving everyone in the front rows – THE BIRD!

“Feck you all! I knew it was a mistake to come to Brussels! FECK BRUSSLES! And feck you you belly-wog scum-sucking panty-wipe!

This made the audience boo that much louder, and now their were waves of laughter as they tought this was part of the show.


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