Teleological Sophistry

All is forgiven 15h37, 29 July 2009

[gives signal to sod off and leaves]

I sent this letter to the United States President this morning:

CROWN PRINCE ALEXANDER KT VC VCNZ
OF NEW ZEALAND, SCOTLAND, AND SWITZERLAND
DUKE OF ALBANY, HOUSE OF STUART
CLAN CHATTAN, FOUNDATION DE JOUX, HOUSE OF VIVIAN

________________________________________

President Obama
White House
UNITED STATES OF AMERICA

Mr. President:

On October 22, 2000, the United States Ambassador to New Zealand lied by agreeing that I did not attend St. Albans in Washington D.C. in favour of Erez Lieberman, who claimed he had attended the National Cathedral School for Boys and St. Stephens. That evening Erez Lieberman, apart from attempting to kill me, declared undying love for my future wife and fornicated with Demarnia Lloyd to produce a boy who now plays rugby for the College Rifles in Remuera, Auckland, of which your office is well aware.

For the past nine years the slander and libel, calumny, that I was the father of that child and not the man who set in motion plans to save the life of the 43rd President and attempt to prevent the disaster of September 11, 2001, has destroyed my academic career path, caused damage to my body, endangered my life both on and off the rugby field, prevented me from being with my friends and family, including my three wahine, and wasted the best years of my life.

My men and I were purposefully targeted by United States aircraft on the way to Osama Bin Laden. As I was present during those arrangements with which Helen Clark assisted, I sent exactly what Senator Lieberman wanted, mules.

Last year, during July, I traveled to Nashville in order to fix a problem with the database that my company, OM Consulting Limited, had designed for Moore-McNeil LLC. I had previously found a problem with insurance certificates that did not reflect different risks for different projects. After it became apparent to Charlie Moore, formerly of Marsh LLC, that I was not going to keep quiet the inconsistency I had found, I was poisoned with LSD and shot at. I have reported the insurance anomaly to the FBI.

I took the opportunity to travel to New York after that in the hopes of having a walk and lunch with my sweetheart, Kathy Kirk, my future wife. While I was able to see my friend from choir, Clancy Rowley, now a Professor at Princeton, the ten days I spent in New York were without that lunch. I had to return by August 3, 2008, to appear in court.

I now understand that the White House is attempting to assist in framing me for the murder of Maria Pankova during July last year in Auckland. She was described by her Japanese history lecturer as ‘eclectic’ to me during my personal investigation. She may well have written an essay about Einstein’s involvement in the US nuclear bombing decision to destroy other forms of enlightenment not that stolen from my family by the descendants of Hammurabai, as demonstrated by the trajectory of my copy of Learning and Behaviour 005/016, a copy of which is with Prof. Rowley.

I am glad we are no longer interoperable. Your office is morally reprehensible. Have you chosen Israel and not us?

[Air Marshall McPhail, RNZAF, NZSAS, RAS]

This morning I went to the Citigroup reception to enquire as to the location of my Royal New Zealand Air Force contract in a safe that was found open the morning of 18 July 2009, exactly a year after “Postmodernism is dead.” on the train from Princeton to Penn Station. The receptionist could not contact anyone so I left my details and the office.

Since October and a safe return, I have been attempting to discover why my salary is not being paid to me. I am and have been poisoned with toluene, which can be used to create the phenocopy of mental illness, and carbon monoxide, which causes death. I have informed the local parliament representative, the Prime Minister, the President of the United States, and the United Nations Office of Human Rights.

A Mossad agent, possibly son of an American Ranger, in the Auckland Central Library to meet his contact driving a late model black Cherokee, licence ???561, awaiting “Have you ever been to RFK?” and smiling at the question, balked and lied when I asked him if he’d ever been to Israel. He was about my weight. I notified the US President’s office and told them that that is enough but that I would allow a friend of a friend from New York, a beautiful young black-haired lady, to approach me when necessary.

After that I went to relax. Unfortunately, within half an hour, the soul-less descendants of Hammurabai like Lieberman decided that my above statement meant that I had accepted their bribes and I would be willing to have sex with Brigitte Yorke, a Mossad agent in the cult of the invisible diaphragm with herpes, so that I would be infected.

Once I finish my scientific piece on the mind you will understand that once herpes has ascended the spinal column and infected the encephalus a particular resonance can be used to connect to others with the infection.

These people have mortally offended me and the family of my Chinese wife, as well as, I am sure, the Rothschilds, whom I believe are the family of the young lady above with whom I hope to speak. They continue on a daily basis, further reducing the likelihood that I shall ever reside in the United States. These are the people who think that to talk means to have sex and to talk means to kill. These are the people who deny the existence of aristocracy and aim to keep it out of their constitution so they can sit behind closed doors, manipulate people vicariously in Vitruvian violation, give them cancer, and accumulate shiny things. Their vicarious interaction can cause car accidents and earthquakes.

After I told them to sod off and left, they returned to plotting to poison me with toluene and other such disasters.

[Addendum 17h45 29 07 2009]

“Oh bwell, Margaret Mahy put you on ecstasy.” 17:30ish

From a guy who could have been the freaky nazi brother from another mother of the guy above as I was leaving Forde’s Bar. I repeated what I thought he said to him, he asked me whether I thought he was talking to me, I repeated my question with the word ‘communicate’ instead. He said “do I need to get the police involved?” To which I snapped my fingers and said, “you’re dead,” and walked away.

Saying something like that, especially to people who do not understand the concept of commuting death to life, is risky and I shall have to answer to both the Hell’s Angels and the Special Air Service. Given the events of the day and the likelihood that he was here with his mate in ATY825 who attempted to take a photo of me on behalf of Reverend Lloyd, a known white racist, if these guys attempt to do anything after that warning they may well end up in blag bags, no threat intended.

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Another example of the either black or whites attempting to get others to kill instead of resolving differences.

Ladyhawke and the Reverend Samuel T. Lloyd III

“And because that cup is going to fall [and break] it means that you have had anal sex with William [Cameron] and/or Rewa [Glasgow]“

As I was eating my meal outside the Auckland City Mission this evening, with my cup of coffee resting on the dry window ledge on my left, at about 18h52 NZDT the cup spontaneously started to tilt forward. Although some coffee was spilt, it did not make it past the edge of the ledge.

The direction of the predetermined interference was from the left, from the Auckland Central Police Station, on the corner of Vincent and Taylor Street, and the event was viewable from the security camera to the right.

That sort of interference is the sort of interference that could cause a Mercedes driver poisoned with a psychotropic to suddenly lose control of a vehicle.

To prefabricate an event to cause a false interpretation is nefarious. While it would not have made the accusation true, it would have led to much rugby to correct misconceptions. That is one step worse than merely taking indications in cricket. Rugby is played with a non-spherically symmetric ball and cricket with a spherically symmetric ball.

A house of cards

Yesterday, between 17h35 and 17h45 on Queen intersection, SW, wearing black skirt and jacket carrying moderately large full possibly leather handbag, greying black hair, wider set face, evenly spaced freckles covering face about 2cm average separation, female.

“We thought we’d convinced you”

I received a Judgement (Statement of Claim, Letter to defense counsel, Physics Head of Department, Mathematics Head of Department, Physics Head of Department) today in my case against the University of Auckland. I am disappointed that the word of an inferior can outweigh the actions of a stalwart.

Shortly thereafter, and just before a threat to my life emanated from the High Court, the lip-popping blonde walked past me down to Beach Road while I was on the park bench across from the High Court.  He said, “and another one was that you weren’t in Joy Division.” That is correct, I never claimed such.  There is, however, a story about a wife, a cousin, and a half-sister.

Shortly after four, from the seats beside the piano at Forde’s bar, “you’re the guy from St. Albans.”

Maybe this withdrawn Statement of Fact from an appeal and this letter (Response from Ombudsman, letter to Security Intelligence Service, letter to Ombudsman, letter to then Minister responsible for Security Intelligence Service, letter from Private Personal Secretary, Alec McLean, letter to Barrister), from the Office of the Prime Minister are of interest.

[Addendum 21h43 18 02 2009]

Note that to file for a strike-out, as quoted in the decision, the applicant accepts that the substance of the case is true. The Statement of Fact points a general matter, tortfeasance resulting from a breach of the Privacy Act, and, as amended, included a couple of specific points to demonstrate particular and essential breaches. While the people were not denoted by proper nouns, I did not want to prejudice the case, they are referred to uniquely and are essential and particular. The High Court has the capacity to refer to intelligence that the man on the street does not, such as the electronic equipment in a quantum physics lecture, as demonstrated in a later lecture by the lecturer. I also set out the names of most of the people involved, the time period, and referred to letters and emails. The judge had already indicated that he agreed that such a Statement is not to replace a trial.

The main building of the University is a building of Oamaru stone. A medium my great-great-great uncle James Lambert was the first to use. The clocktower was dedicated by one of the Knights of the Thistle, the Order of Scotland. To be Scottish is to be true to the spirit, something that University now is not.

[Addendum 16h45 20 May 2009]

Earlier today I went to the High Court to discuss the above case with the case flow manager, Peter Gayaman. Apparently the decision hinged on the fact that they claimed that I had not written the article The phase of a broadband signal is the phase of the sinusoidal components under consideration for Cognitive Neurodynamics. As a result, my oral pleading in the interlocutory strike out application was ignored. While I was discussing the matter with Gayaman an employee walked through the office area and said,

“He’s not Nick Pavitte.”

Upon my later return it appeared that my failure to yell out some sort of interjection had provided the indication that I had not in fact written the article and that I was the father of some bastard Vivian conceived October 22/23 2000 at the Sound Shell at the Botanic Gardens by ‘Nick Pavitte,’ a mossad agent, and Demarnia Lloyd, a german nazi.

Interesting, as there original false belief must have arisen from intelligence information, yet Vodafone and the GCSB/SIS can verify from my keystrokes that I wrote the article while I was living at The Federal. They might even try to claim that since my address has changed I am lying. Interesting, should I bother the editor with an address change? That does not affect the scientific content.

I returned with a new Statement of Claim as Gayaman had pointed out by email that an email submission of a new claim was not acceptable. The registrar, Tony, showed me the file and showed me that it was closed, he also then backed away, saying “Then you’re not that guy.”. I pointed out that the decision of Judge Faire dismissed the Statement of Claim but not the Notice of Proceeding. He said that was not the case. I returned to show him the quoted High Court Rule 15.1(2) that said that the proceeding could could be dismissed and the final decision in the judgement (see above) that failed to invoke 15.1(2).

He then started to say something about appealing the office worker’s decision not to accept the statement of claim, at which point I asserted that I had written the Cognitive Neurodynamics article. Tony said “Oh my God.” I responded, “Oh well, I didn’t kill Leonard Manning, because that is what this was, a clase.”

Another example of calumny and traducement. There are bolsheviks and nazis in New Zealand attempting to tarnish my character and blame me for various crimes and treasons committed by Helen Clark, Alexander Robert McLean, and psycho killers in a false Diplomatic Protection Squad in and around the New Zealand Police.

[Addendum 25 05 2009]

The email correspondence from the middle of March. A few days after my original complaint to the course coordinator, on the 17th of March, the Mental Health Service was contacted and told that I was acting strangely.

Course coordinator,, response,, Faculty of Science, and Vice-Chancellor’s Office.

I was in the United States from 28 June until 3 August. While overseas I was trespassed with a vague, non-specific reason. A letter requesting clarification.

Nominalisation: 002

“Due to a recent speciation event…”

Sitting at the Queen’s Ferry Hotel sipping a Monteith’s Original outside to avoid the suited accompaniment to the Black Cap’s test in Australia, I made a chopping motion with my left hand in the direction of a woman seated on Vulcan Lane wearing green sneakers, a lovely lemon pastel crotcheted top, well cut black hair, and an air of enjoyment.

repair violation remedy = do
c >- do
v <- violation <- c
return $ remedy v <- c

rename name acronym = do
c >- do
n <- nominal <- c
n' <- n >- do
return <- changeName name acronym <- n
return $ changeNominal n' <- c'

Recall ‘abuniwerla’ contain Homo sapiens both aureusratioisisorribilus and flexetknotticatus

nominalisation002 = do
c@(Context $ Nominal UoA UoA $ Actor AVHM $ Colour Five (Mode Parcheesi (Move Black kf7))) >- do
e <- event <- c
c' <- repair abuniwerla (prune $ temporal $ e) <- c
return $ rename "Auckland University" "AU" <- c'