NATO takes over coordination of military aid to Kyiv from US, source says
Cian O’Brian made it exceedingly clear on the phone that he wants my attempts to save our families Artistic and Literary Legacy to be
NULL AND VOID…..BECASUE HE HATES ART AND LITERATURE – JUST LIKE HIS FATHER DID!
Mark Presco – hated Christine Rosamond’s success, because her light put him in the shadow. The same went for me when I exhibited amazing gifts – THAT GOT HIS MOMMIES ATTENTION!
There was so much vital information in Cian’s rage towards me, I wish I recorded it. Here is the crux if my nephew’s mental illness, that he admits he suffers from.
GOD & SON
Mark has believed he is God-like since he was……two. He has a son, who he wants to be…..MADE IN HIS IMAGE. For some reason MARKSON ‘Son of Mark’ can’t make the grade – especially when he marries a Filipino who gives birth to three of Mark’s grandsons. We have read Mark’s racist tanys, but, I wanted Cian to write a ten page account of what it was like to be rasied by Racist Misogyinist. I a, sure this suggestion raised some dark issues, that surface as an an
ATTACK UPON ALL MY LITERARY AMBITIONS..
But the core attack is on my Muse, Rena Easton, because she is the epitome of Ayan Women. Her genetics – are over the top! AI geneticists want her DNA. How about Cian? It has occurred to me that Son of God disappeared Father God, after draining his blood and DNA. I suspect he had plans to do this to me.
Two years ago I read on his Facebook his apology for helping create Artificial Intelligence. This is gone, replaced with a claim he co-created AI. Why then would he attack th Knight Templlars and other info on this blog -that alas he ackolweges he reads. Did a wealthyclient apporaoch him, asknhin to make a……
A HOLY RACE OF AI TEMPLARS
IT is 1:26 PM December 14, 2025. I truly fear for my life, I am letting my detective Friends know what is going down,’
John Presco
President: Royal Rosamond Press
Farmers and ranchers commonly complain about unfair market practices, low commodity prices vs. high input costs, anticompetitive behavior by large corporations (packers/processors), and burdensome government regulations, with specific complaints often addressed via USDA’s FarmerFairness.gov portal for antitrust issues and general USDA channels for discrimination or specific violations. Key issues include low share of consumer dollar, monopolies, and lack of fair contracts, leading to financial distress.
WASHINGTON (TNND) — On Wednesday, Rep. Thomas Massie (R-KY) introduced a bill which would remove the United States from the North Atlantic Treaty Organization (NATO), which Massie called a “relic” of the Cold War.
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There are very few great love letters exchanged these days. Do I, or, we, blame Twitter, Texting, and Facebook? Rena wrote me a five page letter that contained a poem she wrote, and this one that David Campbell authored. She says she did this all in a afternoon, on Christmas Day. Then she tells me she must wrap presents and prepare dinner. Do you believe a word she has to say? Note her writing style. None of the letters connect. She is like a human typewriter. I wonder.
Capturing Beauty
by
John Presco
Alas I own why Rena became alarmed, and afraid of me. She had read some of my blog, then she wrote me a long letter on Christmas. I believe her frined and minister were reading this blog. How about her husband? They went deeper and deeper, then they found the post.pm Arginy and Vampires.
Rena, I am deeply sorry I frightened you, and embarrassed you by revealing a intimate incident, that did suggest you went over to the dark side. However, what I wrote is the truth, And, you are a great World Muse that launched a thousand ships. You are in the company of Knight Templars, and, James Bond.
Then there is Ian Fleming. Why not JRR. Tolkien?
I just found this. I created Colonel Christling a year ago. Did Starfish go over to the Dark Side? Do we have a Greek Tragedy?
Jehan de Rougemont vs. Vampires
Posted on August 4, 2013 by Royal Rosamond Press
NATO takes over coordination of military aid to Kyiv from US, source says
By Reuters
December 17, 20241:24 PM PSTUpdated a day ago
BERLIN, Dec 17 (Reuters) – NATO has taken over coordination of Western military aid to Ukraine from the U.S. as planned, a source said on Tuesday, in a move widely seen as aiming to safeguard the support mechanism against NATO sceptic U.S. President-elect Donald Trump.
The step, coming after a delay of several months, gives NATO a more direct role in the war against Russia’s invasion while stopping well short of committing its own forces.
LONDON
Lithuanian President Gitanas Nauseda said Wednesday that NATO countries should provide real security guarantees to Ukraine as NATO’s approach to Russia must be based on the fact that “Russia will remain the most significant threat for a long time.”
“The attempts to pressure Ukraine to negotiate on unfavorable terms at the expense of its sovereignty and territorial integrity have nothing to do with a just and sustainable peace,” Nauseda said at a news conference with NATO Secretary-General Mark Rutte in Brussels.
He said NATO members need to work on a more ambitious financial pledge for the upcoming Hague Summit next year.
“So, we should focus on Ukraine’s victory and the containment of Russia,” he said, adding that NATO countries should provide “real security guarantees” on Ukrainian soil.
“NATO’s approach to Russia must be based on the fact that Russia will remain the most significant threat for a long time,” said Nauseda. “NATO should review itself,” especially for short notice scenarios.
Rena Easton’s Christmas Letter
Posted on December 25, 2015 by Royal Rosamond Press
Two years ago before I recieved a letter from Rena, I learned she was a widow living on the Isle of Wight. I called to her in a blog, with this song.
Rena begins her letter, thus;
“Here I am!”
She is responding to another post. She had not read this one posted on July 26 2012
I thought she was dead. I grieved. Her ghost came to console me, be by my side. As fate would have it Rena’s daughter died in a car accident when she was twenty..
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Former Bozeman High School state debate champion Kathleen Anne
“Katie” Easton, passed away as a result of an automobile accident early
Sunday, Jan. 10, 1999. She was born April 20, 1979, to Irene (Rena) and
Admiral Sir Ian Easton, K.C.B. D.S.C. on the Isle of Wight, England.
I had compared our relationship to Orpheus and Eurydice. This time, I rise from Hades to be with my beautiful and beloved muse once again. I called to her, while looking down at the waves. She emerged from a darkened door in te dead of night, and asked;
“Can I walk with you?”
“A year ago the spirit of Rena Christiansen came to live with me. She is still here. She married a Commodore and lived on the Isle of Weight. Her husband died, leaving her with two children. Her grief at being left behind was overwhelming. She had no ties with her natal family, and may not have been accepted by her husband’s family. I believe Rena died in an automobile accident in a foreign land, and her husband’s upper class family took her children into their closed circle. When I began my portrait of Rena – she winged home. She is my Eurydice. She is Andromeda I was her Hero who rescued her by the sea. I took her to the mountain of the ‘Sleeping Maiden’ and showed her heaven, we above the blanket of fog that came in my the sea.”
Apollo gave his son Orpheus a lyre and taught him how to play. This Orpheus did to such perfection that even Apollo was surprised. It is said that nothing could resist his music and melody, neither enemies nor beasts. Even trees and rocks were entranced with his music.
Orpheus fell in love with Eurydice, a woman of unique beauty; whom he married and lived happily with for a short time. However, when Hymen was called to bless the marriage, he predicted that their perfection was not meant to last.
A short time after this ominous prophecy, Eurydice was wandering in the forest with the Nymphs, when Aristaeus, a shepherd, saw her and was beguiled by her beauty. He made advances towards her and began to chase her when she attempted to flee. As Eurydice sprinted through the forest, she managed to escape him, but was tragically bitten by a snake and died instantly.
Orpheus sang his grief with his lyre and managed to move everything living or not in the world; both humans and gods were deeply touched by his sorrow and grief.
Apollo then advised his son to descend to Hades and see his wife. Any other mortal would have died, but Orpheus, protected by the gods, went to Hades and arrived at the infamous Stygian realm, passing by ghosts and souls of people unknown. He also managed to charm Cerberus, the monster known to have three heads. Orpheus presented himself in front of the god of the Underworld Hades (Pluto) and his wife Persephone.
Orpheus played his lyre, melting even Hades’ cold heart. Hades told Orpheus that he could take Eurydice with him but under one condition; Eurydice would follow him while walking out to the light from the caves of the Underworld, but he should not look at her before coming out to the light because he would lose her forever. If Orpheus was patient enough he would have Eurydice as a normal woman again by his side.
Orpheus was delighted; he thanked the gods and left to ascend to the world. He was trying to hear Eurydice’s steps, but he could not hear anything and he started believing that the gods had fooled him. Of course Eurydice was behind him, but as a shadow, waiting to come to light to become a full woman again. Only a few feet away from the exit, Orpheus lost his faith and turned to see; Eurydice was behind him, but her shadow was whisked back among the dead. Eurydice was gone forever.
Orpheus tried to return to the Underworld but a man cannot enter the realm of Hades twice while alive. According to various versions of the myth, Orpheus started playing a mourning song with his lyre, calling for death so that he could be united with Eurydice forever. Orpheus is ultimately killed either by beasts tearing him apart, or by the Maenads, in a frenzied mood. According to another version, Zeus decided to strike him with lightning knowing Orpheus would reveal the secrets of the Underworld to humans.
In any case, Orpheus died but the Muses decided to save his head and keep it among the living people to sing for ever, enchanting everyone with the lovely melodies and tones.
As for the Christmas card that came with Rena’s letter, I wonder if it was the source of alarm. A tiny piece of glitter had come off of it, and found its way to page one. For me, this speck became a star, that we could follow like Hanzel and Gretal, it taking us out of the darkness children of alcoholics find themselves in. Did Rena believe I was suggesting we live happily ever after together, and thus feel stalked? What I was suggesting was bringing our stories together so that we can be a shining star of hope to others. This was how I saw my autobiography ending.
Before you read what’s coming next, there is an account of me having a conversation with Jesus. My major copyright is a special one that protects all the writing of ministers. I am the head of my Nazarite Church. Let us not go bothering the sheriff with any more – alleged fear!
In 1989, I read the Bible for the first time. At 4:00 in the morning, I put Jesus to the test. I was not a believer. I closed my eyes and asked him to come into the darkness of family incest, and help us. And, there he was, radiating slivers of gold light. He said this to me;
“Be not afraid. I and my father in heaven are already working with these matters. Spiritual Courage, will be met with Spiritual Courage.”
“I saw the star making its way from your tree, to the snow in your poem, and then to me. It was so full of life. It was the promise of a completely happy life that has eluded you and I since we can remember.
I too was held prisoner. Both my parents were violent and insane alcoholics that played evil games with their four children till the day they day – and after.”
In her letter, Rena told me she deals with fear almost every hour of the day. That tiny little speck of glitter, was the fulfillment of a promise.
Jon Gregory Presco
President: Royal Rosamond Press
Copyright 2014
Dear Rena
About ten this evening I put on my slippers and went to get my mail. I pulled a bundle out and noticed your letter nestled in a packet. On the walk back to my apartment I took a peek and noticed the beautiful handwriting, and the name “Rosemond”. There was this energy pouring from the envelope and flowing up my arm. When I opened it and saw the name “Bozeman” I began to cry. For several minutes I sobbed, let go tears of great relief as if you were my child who had been kidnapped, or lost, for all these years. And, now…..you are found.
In the history of letter writing, and receiving, I don’t think anyone was ever so moved. Then, I opened the envelope and read; “Here I am”.
If these were the only words this letter contained, then I had way more then enough to read for the rest of my days. My cup runneth over.
Before I discuss the content, I found something when I read your letter the second time. In the white-out on page one there was the faintest speck of green glitter. It sparkled at me like a distant star. It was the essence of you to go with “Here I am!” It went with the date the letter was written – Christmas Eve. I saw the star making its way from your tree, to the snow in your poem, and then to me. It was so full of life. It was the promise of a completely happy life that has eluded you and I since we can remember.
I too was held prisoner. Both my parents were violent and insane alcoholics that played evil games with their four children till the day they day – and after.
Over a year ago I began a painting of you. One night after I lie down to go to sleep, you lie down next to me. You were seventeen again. I jumped out of bed. For a month you appear by my side as I walked. When I went to a movie, I was not quite alone. I told my friends I have a very friendly – and beautiful ghost.
“Do you think she is dead?” a friend dare ask.
I began a psychic search for you, to feel where you were. What had become of you? I wondered if you were held a prisoner of a abusive and crazy man who had to have you all to himself. I saw that you were in a very dark dungeon. I wanted to free you. I was heart broken when I could not. I have never known such emotions. I don’t know if anyone ever has. I had to stop working on your portrait.
I told my childhood sweetheart about your visits. We concluded you had a very abusive childhood, and were a prisoner of that abuse. Marilyn was abused by her father and we have helped each other break the bars to our cells.
To read that you were abused and scarred for life is a hand and a voice that comes across the chasm, and I embrace these dark truths with all my heart and soul. For, it is said we recognize each other from across the room. And this is how we met! When you saw me walking on the pier you sent out that angel abused children own, to test the waters, to see if I was the one you could trust – when you really need someone to trust. Our damaged trust is like the tiny speck of green, so full of hope that is not diminished, but only in retreat. You were so brave to ask your question; “Can I walk with you?”
“I was expecting you!” I answered.
“What do you mean?
I walked with you tonight, my dear Rena, in the field of your forever fears, you fearing the wolves rather then the rapists. Is this you preparing me for the truth you are not that stunning beautiful for of perfection, anymore, and just a redneck meal on the way t the outhouse?
I heard you debate for the last six months, you wondering whether I would judge you because the man you love is a cowboy, and you his cowgirl. I heard you arguments, and you read mine? Have you been peeking at my Rosemond blog. Do you recall my plan to move to Lincoln and rent an old barn that would be my studio. I mean, I was willing to come on over, and buy me a chicken or two?
“You won’t like it here.” You said. “There’s nothing here!”
“You’re here!” Was my reply. And you could hear the sound of the tumbling tumble weeds way off in the distance.
“Here I am!” You could not have began you letter a better way. I guess you changed your mind? LOL!
I come from real Redneck stock, and of late I have admitted I always wanted to be a cowboy. And you were my land-loven archetype who feared the sea. That you lived on the Isle of Wight with a Sailor man – blows my mind. Did Ian get you in his boat – and out to sea!
For you, my dear, I will kiss the first redneck I see. For you, I will overcome my fear of them. If he don’t break my neck, I’ll let you know how it go.
However, folks in Springfield (Springtucky) think I’m a lovable Redneck because I drive ‘The Truck’ a 1972 Ford four wheel drive with a great shell folks try to buy from me. It’s Oregon law that some guy with Grey hair has to drive ‘The Truck’. that I named ‘Big Blue’. In the bed I got a antique gas can, ice chest, a water cooler, and a real hemp rope. My grandfather, who I never met, was raised in Montana. He was a real cowboy.
I am so glad you love to work, and you are a janitor. I was afraid you had fallen in with the Lords and Ladies of the European Jet set. You must write about that crowd some time, and tell me about your life with Ian. I love this man because he loved you and you born his children. I was so concerned you would grow old, childless. Did Ian buy you a fine evening dress?
Sometimes when I got ‘Big Blue’ out on the highway I make a left turn in my mind, and come to Nebraska to get you. And then we head to Alaska where we build our cabin. Have you ever wanted to build a house from scratch? Do you wear blue overalls?
Since your visitations ended, I began to design a house for you to dwell in. It’s a hobby of mine to turn on the T.V. And work on floor plans. You have been placed in a home with only 670 square feet, to a castle with 6,000. When I learned you married a Commander, I built stone estates with seven gables around you, so you would always have a place to dwell in this cruel word. I did consider a trailer. I did! Yes, Rena wants to live here, I said; And alas you said…………
“Here I am!”
Oh, sweety. You were not cruel and mean yo me. I guess you read in my blog where I made you so. I did this because I got no reply after I found you. I was having trouble with my sexual identity. When we met. Both my parent were sexually abusive to their children. Abused children have intimacy problems and are very inventive, even magical in their attempt to over come them. This was us – is us! I don’t think we knew how beautiful we were, together, in our bravest attempt to own what others have, so easily. Our little fist-fight on the Dodge were blows aimed at our true betrayers who still create great distances between the one we love, the one we deserve. If we can be that to one another, then, we can love anyone, let each other go, let the darkness go, to be loved in all the majesty. We’ve paid our dues! We are home free! Dont you know I embraced the darkness in you? Don’t you know I was in love – with even your shadow?
Here I am, Rena. Your dear brilliant friend who alas knows he met and fell in love with a brilliant woman. You are a Poet. How wonderful. We can meet here, in our poetry. There is such a refinement in you. Where did it come from? I know you wonder about it – every day!
In our meeting again, we can do anything. We can be perfect. We can own that idea of perfection that has eluded us for most of our life. We will forever be Adult-Children of Alcoholics, but, this time we get to choose our play-mates -without fear. We get to be happy – forever. We are special siblings. We will never be rejected again. We get to behold that tiny green star at the end of our lives and know;
“Alls well, that end well!”
It has been such an honor to know you.
Love
Jon Gregory
P.S. Rena, I thought I spent Christmas alone. My family let their abusive back ground take them to the dark side. My sixteen year old daughter came into my life in 2000. She bonded with a abusive drinker, and he wants my seven year old grandson to only bond with him. I was in such grief over this as I made my way to the mailbox. I did not get one Christmas card this year. Never was I ore convinced there was nothing in the mailbox for me.
Then I beheld the date on the letter. Your words came to me in my loneliest night from faraway as you wrote them. This is beyond romantic! There is justice in the world, There is love in the world. I will never be that alone again. You brought me a glimmer of great hope. You freed me of something that I can not describe. What a gift you have always been, and, a inspiration. My family took everything from me, but, they didn’t get you! They didn’t get you!
You found me again, in my greatest need to be found. And you free me from my dark dungeon.
I have no Muse Hall of Fame. I do have a dear friend in the world. Sing Hallelujah!
P.S.S. Rena, I can’t sleep. I am so excited! We were in our tent and I was telling you I was a great dancer when I was when I was 13 to seventeen years old. I used to dance in front of a big mirror a half hour before I went to school, and a half hour when I came home. I choreographed my own moves. I invented dancing without a partner at Oakland High School in 1962, when I was sixteen. Fifty of my schoolmates would surround me and my partner as I did a solo ten feet away from her. I would go into a trance. When Marilyn turned sixteen, I danced the Bolero for her with my shirt off. Lucky girl!
When I heard you had become a dancer, I was thrilled out of my whits because, this proves you were ‘The One’. You see, I have been jealous of the world since I met you. – before I met you, I was utterly jealous that we never got to dance together, that the world got to see you dance – on your beautiful stage. When did you get into dancing, and why?
When I was young, and before we met, I had a dream about you almost every day. You were my invisible dance partner. Was that our destiny that we missed? Was that the big chance of our lifetime? What a dance team we would have made. They would know us at the ‘The Kiss of Eternal Fire’, or ‘The Fiery Kiss of Eternity’
“They loved each other better afar, than near. And when they came together, they did the Fandango!”
We are playing with fire, Aries woman. Playing with fire! Right here – and so very far away!
I mean, my God, I read about your hip replacement, and we are in a movie, based upon a book, that I am writing, and……are we really going to spend the last days of our life together wondering how many eggs the chickens laid today!
I will take care of you when the needs arises.
And as for our dance – may I take your hand and lead you to the floor?
Enclosed is my story ‘The Birth of Venus’ that I wrote in one day in 1989. I then spliced Eny’s music into it, the next day. Since then I have approached a couple of dancers about making this story come alive on stage. None cared to listen. When I read Kathleen loved Celtic music, I wondered if Enya was her favorite. Of course I wonder about the child we never made. But, she is born in this story. She is reborn with the vision of a sculptor, to dance once more, she a fair maiden, always with a song in her heart.
Play this while lying on the floor with a quilt and a candle – and no interruptions.
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Windy Gap
by
David Campbell
Transcribed by Rena Easton on Christmas Day
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Tales of the Artful Stalker
Posted on February 7, 2014 by Royal Rosamond Press
On January 27, 2014 I got a call from Deputy Sheriff, Dan Mayland, that my Muse, and old girlfriend, Rena Easton – who I had not seen since 1970 – had filed charges in Galliten County Montana – saying I was Stalking her. Rena had written me a four page letter on Christmas Day. She made references to this blog. I do not know how she got my address. I did not know whether she was dead or alive.
After receiving my letter I mailed on January 10th. Rena became alarmed at all or some of the content, and showed it to a un-named person. This person confirmed Rena’s paranoia was spot-on, and she angrily destroyed my letter. In order to own proof I was Stalking her, Rena wrote a copy of my letter, and a copy of the letter she wrote me, and showed it to Dan Mayland. Dan assured me that both letters were written by Rena, and were summoned up by an amazing photographic memory that Ms. Easton owns.
In 1971 I did a large portrait of Rena, and after showing photos of this painting to my later sister, she took of up art, and in months became the world famous artist, Christine Rosamond. These three videos are a documentary of the incredible battle I have had to save the creative legacy my family has owned for several generations, that includes the famous Benton Artists. Never in the history of Art, or in the relationship between Artist and Muse, has there ever been an attempt of a Muse to devastate an artist and a family legacy. I suspect the evil evangelical neo-Confederate Cult played a hand.
Jon Presco
Copyright 2014
Artful Stalker One
Artful Stalker Two
Artful Stalker Three
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She used to be my Muse
Posted on January 31, 2014 by Royal Rosamond Press
The train pulls into the station. Outsteps the most stunning and half naked savage woman this town has ever seen. She offers her hand to The Stranger in the here parts, and out onto the platform, step the most deranged human being you ever lay your eyes on.
Folks rush home and start packing their buggies and wagons in order to get out of town before the shit hits the fan, because they assume correctly that this Devil Woman was once engaged to the sheriff, but, she broke off the engagement so cruelly that the poor man can not face the fact…..she is not his Muse, not his Wife, but his Sworn Enemy, because, the day before the wedding, he opened a door, and beheld her in her true form. The sheriff suffers from PTSD and every day at high noon he makes out his will and lets a drunk go free. Every barfly in town doesn’t take being arrested very seriously.
What Artaud and She, can not inform the sheriff of, is they are on a mission to wipe out the Methheads who are destroying the delicate cosmic veneer of nervana that sustain all the earth’s magic. She has sent letters to the sheriff trying to convince him their wedding day has come and gone, but, he is stuck in groundhog day.
Once She and Artaud have contacted the Native Americans living on the outskirts of town, then, the three day Peyote Dance will begin. But first, the dilussions of the sheriff must be dealt with.
It is high noon, folks! Do you know where your muse is?
Above is my brother, Mark Presco, on a horse with Tex Ritter. What if a famous country western singer wrote a tune about Renay, where he swore he would pursue her to the ends of the earth in hope of getting her back. Would Rena walk into the sheriff’s office, slap down his CD, and demand he be arrested for stalking her? This might make a good CW video – which I now copyright, because, that’s just the kind of guy I am…… these days!
Jon Presco
Copyright 2014
Messianic madman, founder of the Theater of Cruelty (a limiting misnomer), Antonin Artaud’s most immediate impact was on Genet, Brecht, Beckett, etc. But he continually searched for a suprareality far older and larger than the state of “”conscious chaos”” and triviality he saw in modern times. In this small book, based on a journey in the mountains of Mexico to an inaccessible tribe who “”live as if they were already dead,”” and through the peyote rite they practiced, Artaud found many of the transcendent concepts he had earlier articulated–the Great Ancient Myths he here relates to Plato, the “”no God”” but Male and Female principles in Nature (which he certainly, castrated man that he was, never found in life), even if later at the end of his peyote transfiguration there will be mention of both the doctrine of Grace and Jesus-Christ-Peyote. Artaud wrote much of this, with additional later comments, in the various Maisons de Sante where he spent his last years. He had always been deranged, and prefiguring Laing, he commented earlier in The Theater and Its Double, “”everything that disturbs the mind without causing it to lose its equilibrium is a moving means of expressing the innate pulsations of life.”” And those innate pulsations–expressed, for example, through motion and sound, by “”act and perpetual emanation””–were his essential contribution. Here on the via dolorosa, further heightened by peyote, there were also the emblems (“”trefoils, spears, crosses””) of the penitential ritual and symbolism so much a part of this demon-ridden, metaphysical genius “”guided by the Invisible”” toward an early death. A small but significant addition to the canon and the claque.
How Many Muses In the World?
Posted on January 31, 2014 by Royal Rosamond Press
There are not many recognized Muses in the world. Why Rena Easton attacks and destroys her recognition as a Muse I believe has a lot to do with her fear, and thus paranoia, she describes in her letter. To ask to be enshrined in my ‘Muse Hall of Fame’ and then make a report that I am stalking her, is strange and destructive. I have to assume her Redneck un-educated husband got jealous, and paranoid, also. Why wouldn’t he enjoy owning bragging rights? I have to proceed in hope their paranoia, subsides. Real history does not get erased because folks are afraid. I feel sorry for Rena, but I will not allow her to destroy my work. My memories of Rena long ago are my memories. She does not get to erase my memories. Our visit to the Museum in Nebraska – was inspired!
Garth Benton and Christine Rosamond would have never married if it were not for Rena. If Christine had not become a famous artist, they would not have been introduced by my father’s private lender, Lawrence Chazen, a right-hand man for the Getty family, who I am kin to via the son of my kindred, Elizabeth Rosemond Taylor who married the Muse, Talitha Getty.
I have been coming to the conclusion that Moonbeam McSwine was Al Cap’s cartoon muse. The Young Rena and Moonbeam, have a lot in common.
I will be spelling Rena – RENAY – the Y denoting Young. The young Rena I knew – relished attention! She bathed in it! He whole being was involved in looking beautiful so men will look at her, and women will be jealous of her. I will repost the incident of the Cape. Renay would not even let me in the water with her as she swam because she knew she was getting a lot of attention in her bikini. She did not want to share the limelight. Renay was a very narcissistic young woman. I’m sure that causes problems when you get older.
However, I have been attacked by all the women surrounding Rosamond, and thus have assumed I am dealing with a subliminal female cult that knew nothing about the Swan Brethren and Liz Taylor was Christine Rosamond’s kin. I have put my dead sister in very good company! I am sure she is very appreciative of what I have done for her – and wants me to continue. Christine Rosamond does not want HER MUSE to destroy my good work!
Rena is just going to have to chill out and go along for the ride, because it is clear to any outsider that Rena made very poor choices in her life. The last time I lay eyes on her, she was one of the most beautiful young women in the world – and going to college! The world was her oyster! Today, she has a career as a Janitor, and no retirement plan. How about health insurance?
I watched Sunset Boulevard for the first time four days ago.
These names MUSE RENA are copyrighted. Any more attacks upon me, my writing, and this blog, will be dealt with by my attorney. I highly suggest Rena got get herself an Agent, rather then go running to the cops, because Rena’s Agent is going to ask her this;
“Are you crazy!”
Let us hope I and my attorney do not discover any evidence Rena Easton filed a false police report in order to oppress my creativity so she could market herself for profit. I will be getting a copy of the stalking report.
Let it be known the image of Rena above, that she gave me in person – that was a poster advertising Octoberfest for the University of Nebraska – is copyrighted! Rena agreed to be my Muse – in writing!
She had read my blog, thus she knew what she was agreeing to. Rena read that she was Christine Rosamond’s Muse, and agreed with my declaration. I am Christine Rosamond Benton’s official biographer, as well as her brother. Mrs. Rena Easton has besmirched the memory of my late sister by demeaning a member of her illustrious family who appear to be kin to Princess Diana, and thus, the Windsors.
Jon Presco
Copyright 2014
Talitha Getty, Beauty Muse of the Moment
Thu, 22 March 2012 10:52AM
There are several beauty icons whose names pop up regularly backstage at the fashion shows, as makeup artists reference them as their guiding hair or makeup influence. Brigitte Bardot is a favourite (cue smoky eyes and bedheady hair); Sophia Loren another (nobody did winged eyeliner better); and Brooke Shields too (whenever anyone wants to make a strong brow statement). But there’s another name that has been thrown around with increasing regularity recently.
Throughout history mesmerizing women known as muses bewitched artists and inspired them to create works of great beauty. CNN spoke to some of the world’s most famous modern-day muses and artists to find out what it takes to ignite the spark of creativity.
Hailed as the queen of burlesque, Dita Von Teese has topped best dressed lists all over the world and performed at exclusive events for high-end fashion brands. Her look, which references the golden age of Hollywood, has inspired designers such as Jean Paul Gaultier and Christian Louboutin. Apart from being a muse, the statuesque beauty also creates lingerie and fragrance of her own.
Dita says: ” It’s really clear to me that anyone who ever placed me in the position of a muse did so because they appreciated that I always stayed true to my own personal style.”
I was looking at old posts and discovered I am kin to the Getty family. Christopher Wilding, the son of my kindred, Elizabeth Rosemond Taylor, was married to Aileen Getty.
Garth Benton sued his friend, Gordon Getty, for painting over a mural he did in the Getty home, where Christine Rosamond Benton spent the night. Christine’s partner in the Crossroads gallery, Lawrence Chazen, was a financial advisor for the Getty family, and their partner in Plumpjack. That is Chazen at the Rosamond gallery, and Christine at the Getty home.
Princess Diana, my possible kin, met Aileen at a foundation for AIDS victims. Aileen was stricken with AIDS and spent her fortune fighting this disease. This is key because I sent letters to Judges and Congressman objecting to my family’s Legacy of Recovery that could save many lives, being sold to, and then mishandled by lovers of money.
The Getty children were hippies and abusers of drugs, as were the Presco children. Christine’s funeral fell on her first sober birthday. I had seven years of sobriety.
After I forbid Tom Snyder to use my family recovery in his terrible book, and after he promised me he would not, he went against his word and made it a theme of ‘When You Close Your Eyes’ he pretending he knew about 12 Step programs.
Garth and Shannon Rosamond did the murals at the Getty Villa. His kindred, Aileen Getty, was an artist, a talented human being found in my family tree. Alan C. Fox has his people, I have mine. Why can’t there be a merger?
The Getty family has started many foundations and amassed one of the world’s largest art collections. Both the Getty and Fox family give grants to folks to do the research I have done. I have connected my family to great people while the un-gifted members of my family lured my seventeen year old daughter into their camp, dangling the Rosamond limelight before her – and the hint of Wealth! I don’t have a price, and thus I am a threat.
Then there is Liz’s art collection which I will post on next.
What is truly exciting is that I am kin to the fashion Model, Talitha Getty, who was married John P. Getty Jr. who amassed the world’s largest art collection. Talitha is still the Bohemian Fashion Muse that influenced the first work of my late sister, the world artist, Christine Rosamond Benton, who husband rendered murals at the Getty mansions. Lawrence Chazen owns several high class restaurants and is a partner in the PlumpJack Wineries along with members of the Getty, Newsom, and Pelosi family. Add to this the political Benton and Fremont family, ad you have California Bohemian Royalty.
My ex-wife, Mary Ann Tharaldsen, any my two Models and Muses, Marilyn Reed, and Rena Victoria Easton, have played a huge role in bringing together the world’s foremost Creative Dynasty that is a New Renaissance in America! Rosemary, Christine, Marilyn, and Gloria Ehlers made their own clothes. Gloria made me the blue shirt you see in photo with Rosemary and my aunt Lillian. These Rosamond sisters did not know we were related to Elizabeth Rosemond Taylor. Nor did my daughter, Heather Hanson.
A real biography of a famous artist is going to begin with a genealogy because creative people or usually born in a creative family tree, and marry people who also have creative ancestors. Heather had no interest in our family, and backed the outsiders (along with her mother) who hired a ghost writer who mentioned one of our ancestors – but got it wrong! Edwin Milton Royle is not Rosemary’s father – and thus not Liz Taylor’s kindred.
Also, the outsiders disappeared Christine’s 276 page autobiography lest the Heirs claim copyright to any book or movie they push – like drug dealers! Liz was victim to this outsider abuse all her life – and after she is dead!
In the worst biography ever written – that they can not sell – it is revealed Rosamond put images from fashion magazine, such as Vogue, in a projector and traced beautiful women on to a canvas. To reveal that the world famous Talitha is my kin goes with how Christine became successful, because Talitha appeared on the cover of Vogue. This is artistic justice because Talitha was married to John D. Rockefeller Jr. who had the world’s largest, and finest art collection found outside the Louvre and the Hermitage. She was John’s Muse. The three sisters of my Muse, Rena Victoria Easton were models that appeared on the cover of fashion magazines. If Rena came to California to be discovered and find fame, fame has found her – alas! Not but five minutes after we met, my two sisters are beholding her beauty.
Jon Presco
Copyright 2013
http://thefrenchsampler.blogspot.com/2010/03/beautiful-and-damned.html
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Talitha_Getty
http://primped.ninemsn.com.au/blogs/the-beauty-desk/talitha-getty-beauty-muse-of-the-moment
Driving Ms. Sleeping Beauty
Posted on January 31, 2014 by Royal Rosamond Press
I have found the solution for my novel ‘Capturing Beauty’. I’m going to pretend everyone in my book is just sleeping. No one is dead, because most people I know can’t handle death, or, the truth, or, life. They also can’t handle being drunks, drug addicts, mentally ill, incestuous, and dysfunctional. So, in my book I am just going to talk about people’s finest qualities. If they want to appear perfect in every way. Fine!
I believe I found the perfect vehicle, or McGuffin for my story. I’m going to be this secret seeker of the Grail that drives around in a 1950 Dodge Coronet like the one I drove you-know-how around in that summer of 1970. I will pick folks up in my past and ask them where they are going, and where they have been. They have to sit up front with me, because the Sleeping Beauty Princess is asleep in the back.
This will be like Cash Cab where I ask my people questions, but, not because I am sticking my nose in their business where it doesn’t belong. They will actually win Cash & Prizes for their answers. I’ll have a big grab-bag in the trunk, and when the ride is over, they will reach in there and see how lucky they are. Folks like to believe they are lucky. When folks believe thy are lucky, they relax, curl up and take a long nap.
Jon Presco
Above is an illustration from ‘Eliduc and Guilliadun’ by Marie of France. ‘Guildeluec Reviving Guilliadun’, may be the inspiration of Grimm’s ‘Sleeping Beauty’ who he named Rosamond. This led me to suspect that Marie of France is Joan Clifford, who was the paramour of King Henry de Anjou, Fair Rosamond.
For the last two days I have been searching the web for any connection between Marie of France, Fair Rosamond, and sleeping Beauty. In ‘Eliduc and Guilliadun’ there is a sleeping maiden who is revived by a red flower retrieved from the mouth of a weasel who found it in a deep forest. This is a resurrection from a death-like sleep, a coma, via a red flower that represents the blood of Christ.
In Marie’s ‘The Lay Of Yonec’ there is a beauty captured in a tower visited by a prince who changes into a hawk. The jealous husband puts barbs of steel around the window, that like the thorns of a rose, mortally wound the hawk-prince. Beauty follows the drops of her lovers red blood into a maze, a bower, replicating the legend of Fair Rosamond who was found in a labyrinth by a jealous queen via a red thread. Marie was a Arthurian Author who was influenced by Wace whose Roman de Rou is a Grail Legend.
A Letter and Card From Rena Easton
Posted on January 30, 2014 by Royal Rosamond Press
On January 3, 2014, Rena Victorian Easton, sent me a four page letter and several poems, from Bozeman Montana. I may have received this letter on 6th. but did not remove it from my mailbox till the 9th. In 1971 I began a large painting of Rena, and called her grandmother in Grand Island to get a phone number for Rena so I could ask her for a photo of her profile. Rena happened to be home from college, and we spoke. I received a photo Rena took about a week later.
When I showed a photo of the finished portrait to my late sister, Christine Rosamond Benton, she was inspired to take up art. Overnight she was world-famous. She offered to teach me her style that was developed by Ira Cohen who owned Ira Roberts Gallery in LA. Not wanting to be seen as a commercial artist, I turned my sister’s generous offer down.
A year later Red Baron Publishing was formed in order to compete with the artist who signed her work ‘Rosamond’. They hired an Iranian artist, Bijan Djamalzadeh, to imitate Christine’s work, and Bijan’s art appeared on the market disguised as the work of a woman named Sara Moon. It took researchers many years to find out that Sara Moon was a man.
Today there have been two terrible biographies written about Rosamond, and two screenplays. Rosamond’s legacy has been mishandled by outsiders blessed by my two un-creative siblings. Bijan is still seeking a legitimacy that imitators rarely receive. Because I am the progenitor of the work of these artists, who did two paintings of a beautiful young woman who I had a deep and meaningful relationship with, then I hereby recognize the work of Bejan as being a valid contributor to an amazing story that I am authoring title ‘Capturing Beauty’. I am going to contact Bijan and get his input. My grasp of art history will establish an Artistic Legacy that will last – forever!
When Christine Rosamond’s beautiful women began to show up all over the world, many people wondered if she was a man, because it was traditional for male artists to render works of art of their love object, their Muse. Amazingly, Bijan was not able to claim this traditional role between male artist and his muse, because he disguised himself as a woman. For this reason, my relationship with my Muse, Rena Easton, is the Genesis of an artistic style that has had a great effect upon the way we see women, and how women are betrayed on the fashion industry, and on the internet.
Whereas Rosamond and Bejan were able to render beautiful women for mainly monetary reasons, while safely behind their masks and facades, I was up at the front line, having complex relations with beautiful women who were my kindred, my lovers, and my wife. For the most part these lovely women suffered from mental illness, as I do this day. While Rosamond and Bijan are up in their high towers spending their cool million, I am down on the Field of Beautiful Dreams – Gone Awry, locked in a Drama not seen since Dionysus and the Maenads. I have not realized a dime for my efforts!
On January I got a call from the sheriff of the county Rena lives in. He told me Rena had filed a charge of stalking her after she read the letter I sent a response to the letter below that she sent me. Rena bid me to write her back. She tells me she wants to be included in my ‘Muse Hall of Fame’.
Why Rena did not call me, makes me wonder. I am sure if we had a telephone conversation, then my muse would have been able to respond directly to anything that might have alarmed her. She could have asked me there and then if I intended to do her harm.
I have been working on my autobiography for several years. In all such endeavors the author is recalling his life experiences. If Rena had found my book in a book store, and read it, she would have read about my feelings for her, and perhaps my undying romantic expectations. If she had called up the sheriff and said she was being stalked by me because of things she read in my book, he would have dismissed Ms. Easton – as some kind of nut!
Now, if the eighteen year old Rena had walked into the sheriff’s office and make a stalking complaint, he would have hit the little button under the desk that told the officers in the back room there was a real looker at the front desk.
In her letter Rena touches upon intimate topics, affairs of the heart, not living together, being my muse forever, her husband getting angry. When she think I am being too intimate, its off to see the sheriff, the wonderful sheriff of Oz. By the way, I associate Dorothy with Rena on our road trip.
But, what’s truly confounding, Rena sends me three poems, one which she has written. Sharing poems with someone has always been seen as an act of intimacy. Poets and their Muses have for thousands of years been respected by the great minds of any age, as being one of the most revered intimate relationships – of all time! Muses are INSPIRING! Mohamed Ali had a Muse!
Rena has long inspired me! Rena is the only Muse in history that claims this is a crime! I would like to see our case go all the way to the Supreme Court, and there be some kind of Miracle on 24th. Street, where I, a Chris Kringle look-a-like, am saved, when bag after bag full of poems are hauled into court, and within these bags, are poems written to my Muse – by total strangers!
“Long live poetry!”
The real tragedy here, is, I thought I had a real ally to help me fight off my brother’s evil and dark hold he had/has over my sisters and the Creative Rosamond Legacy. Here is Mark Prescos Misogynist Manifesto that he sent me, and bid me include as much of it as I could in my autobiography. If I did what the alleged sane people wanted me to do, then Mark’s words would be alongside my beautiful words about my Muse, Rena Victoria Easton.
http://mbpresco.blogspot.com/2008/08/problem-with-womens-movement.html
http://mbpresco.blogspot.com/2008/08/problem-with-womens-movement.html
http://mbpresco.blogspot.com/2008/08/problem-with-womens-movement.html
What I am saying is, that Rena Easton is on the verge of being Mark Presco’s beloved Muse, his proof he is spot-on, and thus, she has inspired Mark to write even more degrading things about Women, to go with Rena’s written attempt to destroy the Family Artist and Poet – that she filed with the Sheriff. That report might outlive everything written in this blog.
Just to be sure everyone is on the same page, here is a CNN interview with Dita Von Teese who has the beguiling look Rena has in the photo of her. If their was a beguiling contest, who would you pick?
As for the Christmas card that came with Rena’s letter, I wonder if it was the source of alarm. A tiny piece of glitter had come off of it, and found its way to page one. For me, this speck became a star, that we could follow like Hanzel and Gretal, it taking us out of the darkness children of alcoholics find themselves in. Did Rena believe I was suggesting we live happily ever after together, and thus feel stalked? What I was suggesting was bringing our stories together so that we can be a shining star of hope to others. This was how I saw my autobiography ending.
Before you read what’s coming next, there is an account of me having a conversation with Jesus. My major copyright is a special one that protects all the writing of ministers. I am the head of my Nazarite Church. Let us not go bothering the sheriff with any more – alleged fear!
In 1989, I read the Bible for the first time. At 4:00 in the morning, I put Jesus to the test. I was not a believer. I closed my eyes and asked him to come into the darkness of family incest, and help us. And, there he was, radiating slivers of gold light. He said this to me;
“Be not afraid. I and my father in heaven are already working with these matters. Spiritual Courage, will be met with Spiritual Courage.”
“I saw the star making its way from your tree, to the snow in your poem, and then to me. It was so full of life. It was the promise of a completely happy life that has eluded you and I since we can remember.
I too was held prisoner. Both my parents were violent and insane alcoholics that played evil games with their four children till the day they day – and after.”
In her letter, Rena told me she deals with fear almost every hour of the day. That tiny little speck of glitter, was the fulfillment of a promise.
Jon Gregory Presco
President: Royal Rosamond Press
Copyright 2014
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FILE PHOTO: US Air Force Lt. General and Director of the Defense Intelligence Agency (DIA) Jeffrey Kruse (REUTERS)
US Defence Secretary Pete Hegseth has sacked Lt Gen Jeffrey Kruse, whose agency’s initial intelligence assessment of US damage to Iranian nuclear sites angered President Donald Trump.
Rena Easton and her late husband, Sir Ian Easton, are the reason I became a author of James Bond books. I got four going.
POTUS had his goon fire America’s James Bond.
John Presco
A second senior Air Force general has been forced out at the Pentagon
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Fri, August 22, 2025 at 12:24 PM PDT
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Secretary of Defense Pete Hegseth fired the military’s top intelligence officer, according to the Washington Post. Lt. Gen. Jeffrey Kruse, director of the Defense Intelligence Agency, is the second high-profile Air Force general this week to be relieved or abruptly announce their retirement.
The services top general, Chief of Staff Gen. David Allvin, announced Monday he was retiring after only two years in the position, a job which is nearly always held by the same officer for a four-year term. Several news sources reported that Allvin was being forced out by Hegseth, but would be allowed to announce his retirement. Unlike Kruse, the Air Force has said Allvin will remain as chief of staff until his replacement is confirmed by the Senate.
The Washington Post first reported Kruse’s firing on Friday, citing people familiar with the matter. The Pentagon confirmed Kruse’s exit in a curt one-sentence statement: “Lt. Gen. Kruse will no longer serve as DIA Director,” a senior defense official said in a statement.
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His firing comes two months after Secretary of Defense Pete Hegseth criticized a DIA report that said the large American airstrikes on Iranian nuclear facilities, trumpeted by Hegseth and President Donald Trump as a historic success, damaged but did not destroy the installations.
No reason for Kruse’s dismissal was given, except a “loss of confidence,” according to the Washington Post. That term is widely used throughout the military when commanders are relieved, and can cover a wide range of reasons, ranging from poor on-duty performance to personal misconduct.
Kruse previously served as Director of Intelligence for Joint Task Force-Operation Inherent Resolve and then Director of Intelligence for U.S. Indo-Pacific Command. He took over as Director of the Defense Intelligence Agency in February 2024.
Allvin is a former test pilot who spent much of his career flying cargo planes before moving into command and senior staff positions, and was the Vice Chief of Staff of the Air Force before being tapped for the service’s top job in 2023.
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Kruse and Allvin are the latest officials in a top military position to be removed from their jobs under Hegseth and Trump. In February, Trump fired several top military leaders who were women or non-white, including Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff. Gen. Charles “CQ” Brown Jr., Chief of Naval Operations Adm. Lisa Franchetti, and Coast Guard Commandant Linda Fagan. The Air Force’s second in command, Gen. James Slife, was also relieved. In April, Hegseth fired Vice Adm. Shoshanna Chatfield from her role as senior NATO planner, and Air Force Gen. Timothy Haugh, who was both the head of U.S. Cyber Command and oversaw the National Security Agency, was relieved of his command.
In June, a DIA report on Operation Midnight Hammer, the U.S. bombing campaign on Iranian nuclear facilities, found that the bunker buster bombs and cruise missiles severely damaged three nuclear sites, but did not totally destroy them, as the administration initially claimed.. After the report came out, Hegseth criticized it as “preliminary,” saying it would take “weeks” to fully assess the strikes. “There’s low confidence in this particular report. It says in the report there are gaps in the information,” he said at a June 26 Pentagon news conference.
Pete Hegseth Just Fired a Top General Who Pissed Off Trump
Robert McCoy
Fri, August 22, 2025 at 1:36 PM PDT
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Inconvenient truths don’t go unpunished in the Trump administration.
It’s a lesson that Lieutenant General Jeffrey Kruse learned the hard way on Friday, as The Washington Post reported that he’s been fired from his position as chief of the Defense Intelligence Agency by Defense Secretary Pete Hegseth.
The DIA under Kruse was responsible for the classified preliminary report about America’s June strike on Iran, which gave President Donald Trump much grief once it leaked to the press, as it painted a starkly different picture of the attack than his administration had.
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Though the report expressly acknowledged its preliminary nature, its findings—that the strike set Iran’s alleged nuclear program back by only a few months, at most—put a damper on Hegseth’s and Trump’s insistence that they had totally decimated their targets. The president had referred to the attack as “one of the most successful military strikes in history,” comparable to the atomic bombings of Hiroshima and Nagasaki.
Hegseth axed Kruse for “loss of confidence,” per the Post.
Trump Trashes Sir Ian Easton’s Work
Posted on January 13, 2018 by Royal Rosamond Press
Defense Secretary Robert M. Gates, United Kingdom’s Secretary of State for Defence Liam Fox, Sir David Richards, UK Chief of Defence, and Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff Adm. Mike Mullen render honors during the playing of the British and American national anthems at the Pentagon, April 26, 2011. Defense Department photo by Cherie Cullen (released)
I am right! I saw this coming! Trump insults a whole continent for not being The Right Stuff, and snubs the British Commonwealth, treats them like shitholes.
Jon
In an early-morning tweet, Trump said he was scrapping a visit because he is “not a big fan” of the real estate deal in which the United States sold the lease of its old embassy, located in an affluent, central London neighborhood, to move to a new site in south London, an area Trump described as an “off location.”
Many Londoners suggested the real reason he is not coming is because he is concerned about hostile demonstrations.
Sadiq Khan, the mayor of London, said a visit would spark “mass peaceful protests.” Trump is not welcome in London while he pursues a “divisive agenda,” Khan tweeted, and “it seems he’s finally got that message.”
But at least one prominent British cabinet official took no part in the gloating. Foreign Secretary Boris Johnson, a former mayor of London, accused Khan and Labour Party leader Jeremy Corbyn of endangering the “crucial relationship” between the United States and Britain. He also called Khan a “puffed up pompous popinjay.”
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The White House had not formally announced the visit Trump said he had canceled, but the president was widely expected to attend a ceremony next month to dedicate the new embassy. Robert “Woody” Johnson, the U.S. ambassador to Britain and a friend of Trump’s, told the BBC last month he was optimistic about a visit in the new year.
Unlike other European leaders, British Prime Minister Theresa May initially went out of her way to extend a hand of friendship to the new Trump administration. She offered the president a full state visit just a week after his inauguration, prompting speculation that she was hoping to secure a good trade deal post-Brexit. But things have since grown strained.
Robin Niblett, the director of Chatham House, a London think tank, said that U.S.-British relations are “buffeted” by Trump’s moods. He noted that on some matters, such as the day-to-day business of security cooperation between the two countries, the relationship is good but that on big foreign policy issues — such as the Paris climate agreement or the Iran nuclear deal — it is tense.
“A personal relationship between Trump and May should be there to cover some of those differences in strategic approach, but it just can’t,” he said, adding that Trump is “constantly looking for new excuses not to come.”
Some foreign policy analysts in Washington suggested Trump and May could meet this year on the sidelines of summits in other countries, and one suggested Trump could visit a smaller city in Britain, perhaps one that included one of his golf resorts.
“It is extraordinary that the president of the United States cannot visit Britain over the fear of mass protests,” said Thomas Wright, director of the Center on the United States and Europe at the Brookings Institution in Washington. “That’s unprecedented.”
Julie Smith, a senior fellow at the Center for a New American Security who served as deputy national security adviser for Vice President Joe Biden, called it “a sorry state of play.”
“It says a lot about where our relationship is with the U.K. and how thin-skinned our president is,” she said.
Smith scoffed at the idea that Trump was worried about the cost and location of the embassy, noting that the move has been in the works for years.
The old embassy is in elegant Mayfair, an area dotted with foreign embassies and close to West End department stores. The area is full of residential buildings, and neighbors were apt to complain about the threat to their homes.
Robert H. Tuttle, who served as U.S. ambassador to Britain from 2005 to 2009, said he knew early on that the mission would need to move.
“There were two narrow side streets by the embassy,” he said in an interview. “They are very slim, and if someone came down there with a truck, a la the Oklahoma City bombing, it would not only blow up half the embassy and kill half the people in it, but it would also kill half the people in nearby residences.”
Johnson, the current ambassador, agreed that security concerns after Sept. 11, 2001, necessitated the move. The new, bigger embassy is in Nine Elms, a former industrial area in Battersea, south of the River Thames. It’s as close to Westminster as the old embassy.
Posted on September 4, 2014by Royal Rosamond Press
Rena’s late husband, Ian Easton, was the head of British Defense Staff in Washington that has been working behind the scenes, making sure British and American interests are aligned. Our President has to take in the anti-war movement in both nations as he prepares to battle a common enemy. Rena has a unique perspective in regards to the men she has bonded with. Her worldview is extremely important. But she is a recluse. I bid her to dig deep and bring forth her dream of a beautiful world, yet to be. If WE give up now, then all that is ugly in the world, has won the war before it has begun. We must seize the day, and make over the world in our best image, for it is on the brink of ruin. their town.
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