This is nuts, and is what prompted the thread. I can't summarize all of the crazy in this...just read an article or two. https://www.nytimes.com/2026/05/30/us/politics/cia-gold-bars-stephen-feinberg.html https://www.nbcnews.com/politics/na...ed-making-top-secret-program-sourc-rcna349032 https://www.washingtonpost.com/nati...gold-bars-created-fake-black-box-spy-program/
Well, me, of course. Where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving Hell's Angel gang member with low-grade narcolepsy that dated Playboy bunnies, worked the Bering Sea on a fishing boat and did prison time for selling a federal agent 10,000 hits of acid. My mother was a functional drug addict and con artist with webbed feet. My personal adventures started when I was a baby. Three last names, built and lost business empires, shot at multiple times, outran the cops on multiple occasions including one Ferris Buelleresqe back yard speed run leaping over fences, employed in prisons and saw things, partied with rock stars, dated the extreme of the hot/crazy scale and lived to tell about it, negotiated with eastern Euro gangsters and walked away, fought in bar brawls, broke my junk along with seven other bones. These are just a smalls sample. I've loved. I've lived. My memoirs, titled I'm The Captain (please don't check my credentials), will be out Summer '27. There will be no book signing.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Batavia_(1628_ship) https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Czechoslovak_Legion https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Night_Witches https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jeanne_de_Clisson
