Belle’s Blue Bathrobe

The Royal Janitor


John Presco

Copyright 2020

“You appear to know a lot about the Kabuki Theatre.” Victoria probed after the John Von John’s rundown on the never-ending Plight of the Homeless.

“Your’re kidding me. You don’t know about my Kabuki play ‘Belle’s Blue Bathrobe’?”


“You must see it! We have to get up at 5:00 A.M. just before the crack of dawn. My masterpiece is perform outdoors during the summer, and is sold out for five years. As producer and author I can get you front row seats.


Ken Kesey Square. Blue floodlights bath the square in a eerie glow. A yellow light appears in the window of the cardboard hut tucked away in the corner. This is the signal for the She-Things to stir, and their Devil Dogs, that huddle around the statue of The Happy Prince. There is barking as a dark figure appears pushing a blue bicycle. The Devil Dogs grow as the hunched figure goes to Belle’s shack. There is faint words exchanged. The old hag slinks away without the bicycle. Belle emerges in a blue bathrobe. The She-Things gasp. The Huddled Ones paw at her as she light the Sacred Morning Fire that only she has permission to light.

“Where did you get that bathrobe? And, is that your blue bicycle?”

“Yes! I am so happy to have it. Now I can deliver my Seeds of Happiness to more Good Luck Camps of the Hopeful Homeless! All I got to do is pose nude for the Evil Landlord on the hill. This is why he gave me this bathrobe. He wants to see me disrobe!”

Starfish hissed as she beheld the castle façade nailed to the roof, there one yellow light burning in a window. You could feel the terrible lust of The Lord of Plenty who now is only generous when he wants something in return, their Beautiful Blue Belle.

As they warmed their hands at the fire, the ritual of giving themselves a new name began. It was best to engage in doing this, then give into the truth there was nothing that could be done. Since the death of the Happy Prince and his beloved family, kindness and generosity, had been vanquished.

“What about…..Anarchists Against Gentrification….AAG!?”

To been continued.

New Homeless Group Calls for Councilor Emily Semple’s Resignation


How Was OCCUPY T.V. Funded?

After a fight and death at the OCCUPY camp, the elected People of Eugene shut it down. I found a T.V. show where Alley Valkyrie and her lover, John Monroe, go after a Councilman for not approving of fire barrels at the camp for warmth.

Members of the Occupy Eugene movement carry their belongs out of the Washington Jefferson Park last week after the city closed the area.

EUGENE (AP) — The city is building a fence at the home of a city council member who opposed the Occupy Eugene encampment after demonstrators on his lawn, including some topless women, unnerved a family with two young children who were out viewing Christmas lights. The nighttime demonstrations in front of George Poling’s home also appalled neighbors.

. Poling was one of three council members who consistently voted against allowing the Occupy protesters to camp in city parks, but some participants singled him out for opposing fires at the camp.

On Christmas night, a group of 15 to 20 people erected tents on Poling’s lawn. Four were arrested on trespassing charges. Four nights later, five masked women stood on the sidewalk in front of his house with a gong and had letters written on their chests spelling out the word “truth.” No arrests were made.

Police are keeping a watch on Poling’s house, and both Poling and the city have paid for unspecified security measures. Last week, a 6-foot-tall chain link fence was placed in front of Poling’s home at city expense, and on Wednesday, workers began replacing the fence with a permanent wrought iron fence.

“It’s not just about me,” Poling said. “It’s about my wife who has had to put up with this. It’s about this family whose children were traumatized by what they saw.”

The council disbanded the Occupy camp after a fight broke out there, leading to the death of one man. It led to the protests outside Poling’s house.

Here are my neighbors harassing me – after I told them I called the police. Kim Haffner invoked the names of three members of OCCUPY. Not writer has ever undergone such a ruthless onslaught, aimed at destroying me, hurting my reputation, and wiping out my history. I am going to try to get Kin Haffner evicted because she poses a danger to me,  These women are MONSTERS! They wrote messages on their bare chest and stood in front of a elected officials house – who has terrified children inside! These evil witches tell their victims that all descent boundaries will be broken. This is a HOME INVASION!

When Kim Haffner and I were friends, I told her I was being harassed by OCCUPY.  She read this threat. When she thought I rejected her because she weighs 500 pounds, she employed our neighbors – TO GET ME! She employed my tormenters I called the FBI on. I talked to the FBI about the Haffner gang. They will get an update about poor Polings, who was subjected to sexual abuse – because he was a man!

“I’m going to make this very simple for you. I don’t know if you know who I am, but I sure as hell know who you are, and when you fuck with my friends, you fuck with me. Stop writing about Belle or I am going to make your life very difficult. I mean it. If I see one more word about her on your blog, your FB, or anywhere else, I will make sure that you experience all the fear and discomfort that she is experiencing right now. And no, this isn’t a physical threat, so don’t try to play victim. Frankly, I encourage you to contact EPD, as they already know all about you. I will not do anything illegal, but mark my word you will regret it if you write one more word about her. I will make sure that the entire community knows exactly how much of a sick fuck you are. Your picture, your name, and “samples” of your writing will be posted on every bulletin board in town. There will not be a single person in the Eugene/Springfield area who won’t know that you’re a sick stalker who won’t leave a stalker who won’t leave a young girl alone. Cut it out. Now. This is your first, last, and only warning.”

About Royal Rosamond Press

I am an artist, a writer, and a theologian.
This entry was posted in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.