Are you ready to go down the rabbit hole? To visit a surreal world, where black is white and white is carrots?
A friend, Metacognician in Shanghai, describes the situation as follows: “Life is more absurd than movies. I've gone down the rabbit hole too, when it just becomes more and more strange and you wonder how that all is supposed to make sense.” I asked him if I should just embrace it. He answered, “Why should you ... change the universe?”
It started with a psychotic named Jim Kiraly who resides, we think, at 32 La Gaviota, Pismo Beach, California.
Jim Kiraly is a respected citizen. A churchgoer. A Vice President of Transamerica Corporation. And a violent abuser who tried to use an emergency anti-violence measure, one intended to protect battered women, to stop his victim in a wheelchair from writing a book.
Concise enough? :)
For attorneys: Jim Kiraly filed for CLETS against his son and victim, who lived 200 miles away, did not own a car, and was in a wheelchair. His son and victim was not asked to end communications. Jim had no (zero) specific and relevant allegations that were not perjury. But he turned down repeated offers of no-contact and a signed stipulation that gave him everything but CLETS. He insisted on CLETS if his victim ever once “discussed” him with third parties.
In the end, Jim Kiraly signed an agreement far weaker than the ones he'd been offered.
A review of Court paperwork and other materials will tend to confirm that Jim and other parties, including attorneys on all sides, committed multiple felonies, crimes, and faux pas. :P
The word “abuser” is stated here publicly and without equivocation. A formal offer is hereby made to reaffirm the word in writing and under oath. Attorneys will understand the significance of the point. In short, there is little terror of a threatened defamation suit on this side. Actually, we feel that such a suit will fit nicely up Jim Kiraly's abuser ass.
Jim has one son, Ken Kiraly, who invented the Amazon Kindle and is one of the leads at Amazon's secret Lab126. Another son, Tom Kiraly is one of the leads, a Vice President-CFO type, at medical insurance firms, including one of the largest, Humana Corporation.
These people and some of the biggest names in Silicon Valley legal circles have committed or are involved in multiple crimes.
For the next decade or two, we're going to explore the crimes that these people committed, the motivations and the denial involved, the background and histories that led each person to make the choices that they did, and ways to build upon what happened and move towards positive societal goals.
There's plenty to go over. These people committed or were involved in: Spousal abuse, child abuse, DDOS (a highly prosecutable violation of CFAA), extortion, perjury, conspiracy to commit perjury (a possible felony), false police reports, conspiracy to file false police reports (a possible felony), unlawful threats, barratry, defamation, malpractice, civil harassment, criminal harassment, abuse of process, and violations of SCCBA Professional Standards.
The point was to force Jim's oldest son and victim, me, to sign a gag order. I was in a wheelchair. I'd never made a single inappropriate threat against my abuser. I wasn't even asked to not to call anybody. But Jim threatened to put me in a violence database unless I agreed never to write about him.
I won the right to write, but I lost my home of 25 years, most of my possessions, my chances for retirement, everything. Everything but a realization.
I can make a difference. I can conduct research for legitimate and reasonable purposes, document what happened, and analyze the choices of the people involved:
- Grace Kiraly, abuse victim and Christ Follower.
- Gail Cheda, slightly demented Realtor, spittle flying.
- Tom Stutzman of Thomas Chase Stutzman, a Family Law attorney whose hobbies include martial arts and alleged sexual harassment
- John Perrott of Thomas Chase Stutzman, a personable albeit lazy Family Law attorney who has a slight tendency towards fraud and malpractice
- Chris Burdick, head of the Santa Clara County Bar Association (SCCBA). Chris, you broke a written promise to speak with me because, you said, we had “Prior...” You didn't finish the sentence. Were you worried that I might take false statements to the State Bar? What's the deal with you and Hoge Fenton, anyway? What will we find if we dig?
- Tracie Zerr of Thomas Chase Stutzman, a woman of boundless intelligence and sensitivity.
Maggie told me that she didn't know what she could say to me about what happened. However, we have decades to work it out. It will be productive. I'd like to direct the attention of attorneys and other parties to the:
Questions or comments are welcome. For technical notes and disclaimers, click here.
The current free ebook is located at this link:
For details about the ebook, click here.
The Kiralys and their associates have tried to take down the sites before. Actually, they've committed multiple felonies in the process. It's no big deal, but to make a point, we're giving everything away for the low price of... well, free.
Here's a link to a ZIP file that contains a copy of the main Christ Follower site. It may be out of date but feel free to download the ZIP file and pass it around. The file is about 150MB in size.
Link for christfollower.zip:
The point? “The story is already out there, idiots. Keep it up and I'll demonstrate how something known as decentralized distribution works.”
150829. On Saturday morning, 150829, another mystery visitor stopped to look at my anti-child abuse sites. He or she was interested in posts related to John Perrott... and only in those posts.
In particular, he or she was interested in the photos displayed below, which are now, coincidentally, hosted at a third-party social-media site.
Who, oh who, might the mystery visitor be? :) As unrelated notes:
1. These images are copies of photos that neither John Perrott nor the sex offender Tom Stutzman, Family Law Attorneys in San Jose, CA, possess intellectual property rights to, as defined by DMCA filing requirements.
If they possessed intellectual property rights initially, the rights were surrendered when Perrott and/or Stutzman posted some or all of these images to third-party sites, as the terms and conditions of those sites take precedence when copies of content on those sites are created.
It's interesting to recall that attempts to initiate false DMCA claims may, depending on the circumstances, be treated as crimes or even as felonies.
2. These photos are presently hosted on a third-party social media site. It is believed, simply as a guess, that if something were illegally to happen to the hosted copies, dozens of additional copies might appear on sites located in countries around the world, including countries that happen not to be signatories to relevant treaties or agreements.
3. It appears that the party who posted these photos to the social media site has created a legitimate and reasonable album. The album may be viewed at the following link:
Whoever this person was, he or she has said positive things about John Perrott:
If something unfortunate happens to happen to the album, who knows; as documentation of crimes committed by John Perrott, Family Law Attorney of Thomas Chase Stutzman, is a legitimate and reasonable process fully protected under the laws of the United States, it is possible that a dozen new albums may appear at sites around the world for each site that disappears.
4. For additional remarks, parties interested in legal issues related to DMCA are invited to click on the following link:
2. John Perrott and Tom Stutzman do not hold intellectual property rights to these particular copies
3. Claims by those other than rights-holders of contributory infringement via loading of content hosted on third-party sites will be mocked
4. For more information about John Perrott, click on any photo
Kiraly Gag Order Cases
John Perrott, Family Law, of Thomas Chase Stutzman will do what he can to please you as he lies to you and the sex offender Tom Stutzman fondles you or your daughter.
150825. Today is Ivan Kmeta's 114th birthday. I need to write more about him, but it isn't possible presently.
If you'd like to know a little about a rare good man, click here.
Images of his daughter Grace Kiraly float into my mind and I'm as distressed by them as he would be.
And He as well.
As Grace Kiraly's own Fundamentalist literature explains, there is such a thing as the unpardonable sin.
The vomit of Christ, as He perceives lies, the rape of that which is real, this is the final Word.
Christ abhors my mother Grace Kiraly of 32 La Gaviota, Pismo Beach, California. Christi Vomit cadit stillantia super muliere.
As a note to attorneys and others, the address is presented here for legitimate and reasonable purposes.
Grace Kiraly is Physically Attractive
Some of my readers have told me that Grace's body is attractive. There is more to a person than this.
It's been an interesting month.
I stayed overnight with XiaoShi last week. She had stairs. I could not go up the stairs.
<OldCoder> Feet, move
It was odd. In the morning, I couldn't walk even on a level surface. XiaoShi saw and wasn't sure what to say.
Nothing like this had happened, not to this extent, since 2011.
I was trapped outside, standing on crutches, moments from my home, the home that Jim Kiraly, Michael Bonetto, Maggie Desmond, and the others took from me after 25 years.
I could reach out and almost touch the building. But I couldn't move. I couldn't walk and go in.
Last week was like that.
The filth that is my father Jim Kiraly of 32 La Gaviota, Pismo Beach, California
The filth that is Michael Bonetto of Hoge Fenton. Hi, Mikey! :D
The filth that is John Perrott of Thomas Chase Stutzman. Where's the paperwork, John?
The filth that is Maggie Desmond, a mature woman who's made the choice to be the lapdog of a child, Michael Bonetto. Don't worry, Maggie, there's plenty of time to think of something to say.
It walks as though it has not committed prosecutable crimes and has a right to be out in the fresh air.
It walks as though it is human.
The license for the photo below is Creative Commons BY-NC-ND 3.0. For attribution purposes, the rights-holder is Phenek.
Phenek Malta Photo
Phenek is on holiday in Malta with his wife and daughter. He has sent me this cute roadway sign.
Me; my breathing shifts and I need to lie down.
I've called it breathing shock; an imprecise name, but one that fits. The symptoms, six years old now, are similar to those of diabetes, but they don't match. I think that it's a glitch in the HPT axis.
I do what I can, each step of the way
Jim Kiraly, Grace Kiraly, Tom Kiraly, Ken Kiraly, Michael Bonetto, Maggie Desmond, John Perrott and others
They took this from me
My horror b*tch of a mothers
I do what I can, each step of the way
<Blue Dream> So according to the Freemasons its thank a
mentor day, And you're the closest thing iv had as a mentor so
I like to thank you for all the help you have given me over the
last 3 or 4 years, thank you bob
<OldCoder> This has mattered to me. It's been something positive during a period when I've been hunted by a wealthy abuser, lost my home and possessions, and learned about the skull beneath the skin. The way that things actually work.
<OldCoder> You've been more helpful to me than I've been to you
People come and people go
The license for the photo below is Creative Commons BY-NC-ND 3.0. For attribution purposes, the rights-holder is Blue Dream.
This is Blue Dream's Blue Dog. Dogs have their drawbacks but they're attentive and faithful. They don't rationalize. And they feel guilt, if only in a pack context. Woof.
I continue to be able to rhyme extemporaneously. It's often just for fun. Last night, for example, CoRNeRNoTe in Australia went offline to greet his kids. Here's what I told him:
Kids for your attention bids
The point isn't whether or not the rhymes are good, though one ebook expert I'm talking to has said:
“These are quite witty. You might be on to something here. You do seem to have some talent with rhyming and imagery.”
The point is, after three years, it's pretty clear that this is a permanent neurological shift.
The Kiralys smashed me up to the point of death. They tried desperately to erase me from history. What they succeeded in doing was shattering the layers remaining above a core.
A core that is rather different. And that has legitimate and reasonable goals.
It's Good to Have Goals
Setting goals is the first step in turning the invisible into the visible.
I get laughs out of my online worlds. Today, I paused to edit a world known for danger. I added butterflies, bunnies, birds, and kitty cats.
<CoralHat> Imma BAKK! Whats new?
<OldCoder> As I said
One step at a time.
The license for the illustration below is Creative Commons BY-NC-SA 3.0. For attribution purposes, the rights-holder is axcy.
Lost in the World
The stupid neither forgive nor forget; the naive forgive and forget; the wise forgive but do not forget.
150815. This post is not directed to anybody save the individual who hoped to read my writings today unobserved. It is surely a mystery as to who this person or his associates are.
As I'm not addressing an individual identified in a manner other than by possible prosecutable crimes that he is engaged in, my position is that I'm not in violation of past agreements. But, you know, the past agreements are repudiated regardless.
See the screenshot below this post. Somebody with a Windows PC downloaded these sites previously and clicked on links in the downloaded copy today, assuming that visits to local copies would not be seen.
But, you know, external links in downloaded copies are still external. I thought that I'd be helpful and clue this person or his associates in.
The point of presence geolocates to Arroyo Grande, CA, which is close to the 32 La Gaviota, Pismo Beach, CA residence of the abuser Jim Kiraly. It isn't the same city, though, so perhaps there is no connection to Jim.
Oh, wait... check out the referrer string in the screenshot. The account name is kiraly. It is surely a coincidence, though.
Who Could the Mystery Visitor Be? O_O
Mystery creates wonder and wonder is the basis of man's desire to understand.
150814. A letter to John Perrott, Family Law Attorney, of Thomas Chase Stutzman is presented below.
As a courtesy to John, we'll go over some background information first.
If you need tax assistance, John Perrott may be an option. For basic information published previously on other websites and in U.S. Government data sources, see the following partial mirror of John Perrott's Find the Best webpage:
John is said to have attended both U.C. Davis, 1989 to 1991, and Golden Gate University, School of Law, 1997 to 2000. It's not clear what he was doing from 1991 to 1997 or 2000 to 2004.
John H. Perrott, Child Custody, Santa Clara County, has been with Thomas Chase Stutzman since 2004 and has picked up useful experience in the process.
John's specialty is client management, a term that John has coined, the process of manipulating clients so as to extract tens of thousands of dollars in fees without actually doing anything.
There are specific techniques involved that will make for an entertaining book in and of themselves.
John Perrott of Thomas Chase Stutzman will employ body language, particular phrases, and, above all, the willingness to nod as you issue directives and ignore them, to please you and to take your life savings.
Tom Stutzman, John's boss and mentor, is a seasoned veteran, martial arts fan, and sexual criminal who has been disciplined by the State Bar. Tom, a dignified older man, is a reassuring presence for women who don't mind the fact that he might try to put his arm around them and feel about a bit.
The two attorneys make a solid team and are a sensible choice for frightened or distressed clients in a hurry who neglect to review reputations.
When you are considering or anticipating a divorce, you need to have experienced divorce and family law attorneys who can help you navigate through the difficult issues you are facing and review your legal options.
Whether you have concerns about child custody, separation, division of property or other family law issues, John Perrott's priority is to lie to you and to take your life savings.
Oddly, Thomas Chase Stutzman, John Perrott's firm, seems to be shutting down most of its email addresses. The reason is not clear and probably has nothing to do with prosecutable crimes that John Perrott has committed.
You can still submit inquiries by a form on the home page at this link. Be sure to tell them that the Old Coder sent you and that his intentions are legitimate and reasonable.
Letter to John H. Perrott follows. For a PDF copy of the letter exactly as it has been, or is being, delivered to Mr. Perrott of Thomas Chase Stutzman, click here.
John H. Perrott
John, Hello. On August 13, 2015, a party in San Jose, CA, apparently using Chrome 44 under Windows 8.1, though all such information except for the date can be faked, visited the following public web posting: (note: the # is required)
This party may have been somebody associated with you, as the posting is a public letter, one year old this month, directed to you. Or this party may have had no direct connection to you; the point of presence is not far, actually, from Hoge Fenton's San Jose office. I'm reminded, regardless, that one year has passed.
You're in possession of paperwork, both physical and electronic, that belongs to me and that includes evidence of prosecutable crimes, malpractice, and violations of professional standards on your part and on the part of others.
You've been asked, repeatedly, to turn over the paperwork, and to preserve it until this is done. You've refused to make appropriate arrangements for the former and you haven't commented on the latter. The public posting specified in the link provided above discusses related issues. The parts to reiterate and/or add today are as follows:
(1) Failure to make appropriate arrangements for transfer of paperwork, both physical and electronic, is grounds for State Bar Association actions.
(2) Destruction of evidence of crimes may be prosecuted as a crime and, depending on various factors, as a felony.
You're not greatly concerned about (1) because your boss, Thomas Chase Stutzman, is said to be a creepy sexual harasser, but was disciplined by the State Bar only lightly over his actions. State Bar filings and actions, if made sufficiently public, will embarrass you but not end your career. Prosecution for (2) will require, metaphorically speaking, a number of ducks to fall into a row.
However, each step as things proceed will be documented and the documentation will be used in direct interviews with appropriate parties, and in other contexts, to facilitate legitimate and reasonable research related to your actions past, present, and future.
You're aware there's little that you can do without legal risks to yourself, or other risks up to and including that of public humiliation, to prevent such legitimate and reasonable research.
You're advised, respectfully, to get your lazy, malpractice, “client management” ass in gear, John.
As a legitimate and reasonable advisory, this letter, and any correspondence or other materials that I either obtain or receive from you or through the efforts of others, including but not limited to legitimate and reasonable work by retired police officers, may be posted online. By the way, have you reviewed a recent post related to Web SEO ?
Regards, Robert (the Old Coder)
John Perrott Helps Women and Children
For every good reason there is to lie, there is a better reason to tell the truth.
150812. Check out these Google searches:
As of August 12, 2015:
* Haggis Hell was on the front page for all five of my
immediate family members
These results are temporary but instructive.
Update: On the 12th, the Haggis Hell front page was listed for all 5 Kiralys. On the next day, the 13th, Haggis Hell was still listed, but the front page had been replaced with page 47 in some cases, probably due to interest in the Kiraly Library article on that page. It's interesting that Google exchanged one page for another.
I obtained these results despite litigation that tried to use a gag order to shut down the sites, threats from a family associate subsequently, repeated DDOSes targeting the sites for two years, and lack of time to focus seriously on SEO.
Google's algorithms reward original content and honest effort. This is the true SEO.
It isn't as simple as saying that it's easy to achieve high-ranking short-tail results for ordinary people.
I have the #1 spot temporarily for the Google search Kerechanko partly for this reason. One word; that's good short-tail :P However, in the U.S., the surname Kiraly is 30 times more common than the surname Kerechanko. I had to work to make progress with the Kiralys.
I haven't even added meta-tags for most pages yet. However, I've been careful to avoid mistakes such as the use of link farms, I've built content gradually over time, and I've tried to improve the quality of my writing.
The results are striking.
My mother, for example, Grace Kiraly, is little-known outside of Churches in the Pismo Beach, CA area. She sure as Hell doesn't do social media.
There are several Grace Kiralys in the U.S. who are active in social media and have far more visibility. But, at least temporarily, my Grace Kiraly images are at the top for the Grace Kiraly search.
As I start to add different types of content for legitimate and reasonable purposes, including but not limited to discussions with any/all parties who know the parties in question or have interacted with them, the unusual nature of the situation will eventually lead to high rankings in short-tail searches of a more general nature.
In the end, the situation will, as a natural consequence of prosecutable crimes committed by the Kiraly Family, a consequence protected under the laws of the United States, thrust with legitimate purpose into a place where it is said, metaphorically, that the sun does not shine until the point is reached the truth erupts out the noses of those involved in a culmination of joy.
Attorneys, by the way, are invited to review the Legitimate and Reasonable Purposes lists at the link below:
The license for the diagram below is Creative Commons BY-NC-ND 3.0. For attribution purposes, the rights-holder is OldCoder.
On With the SEO Show Inquiring Minds Wish To Know
The bond that links your true family is not one of blood, but of respect and joy in each other's life.
150810. If I remember correctly, today is my brother Scott Kiraly's 50th birthday.
There is a possibility that Scott is dead from natural causes, unless he's brought his weight down. He was expected to hit 350 pounds long since and most 50 year olds with that weight are, well, dead. Hopefully, he's managed to slim down and is still hanging in there.
It doesn't really matter.
I was the only brother Scott had who didn't wish him dead and who was there to help him. I tried to be useful to him as I tried to be useful to everybody.
When the Kiralys put Scott in a private prison out of fear of his violence, I was the only one of his brothers to visit him.
When Scott became involved with a semi-psychotic manipulator who persuaded him to phone radio shows and taunt black people, I did what I could to communicate with both of them, to defuse the situation, to help.
I'm older now. I understand that helping people, all people, the idea that you're supposed to do this, to proceed as Christ would, is something that is taught to small children as one teaches nursery rhymes and that none practice this save the most foolish and the most pure.
We have only a short Time in the world, so short a Time, and to waste it... wasted Time is heart-breaking. And every moment that I spent helping the creatures that I was born to was wasted.
I was there for Scott. I should not have been. The fact is, it would have been better if Scott had not been born.
Scott is not creative, interesting, or useful. It would be more accurate to describe him as a dull-witted “hater” who has had, not simply a negative effect on those around him in his personal life, but much the same effect as waste that clogs up pipes.
Post continues after the photograph below.
Family Friendship Photo
That's Ken Kiraly on the left and Scott Kiraly on the right.
This picture strikes me as a bit creepy. It's just an optical illusion. However, Ken is two years older than Scott, so why is Scott, especially his head, so large compared to Ken?
The two boys are standing on a narrow fireplace ledge at the Kiraly family house, 217 Gerry Court, Walnut Creek. Scott couldn't be more than a few inches closer to the camera. It's probably related to the fact that Ken is leaning back.
Photos are supposed to be revealing, but this often isn't true. In this case, Ken and Scott were not close at all. Scott used to touch Ken, just touch him, because he knew that it would freak Ken out. But that probably didn't start until after this photo was taken.
Scott was considered to be physically dangerous to Ken, so much so that the Kiralys sent Ken to stay with me while they were relocating Scott to a Christian facility for troublesome young people.
However, I've come to understand that the reverse perspective might have been more accurate. One day, if things had gone slightly differently, Scott might have touched Ken once too often.
Jim Kiraly, Scott's father, had a devastating effect from the 1960s forward on everybody in his personal life.
Jim's wife and victim, Grace Kiraly, once shouted at me, “My husband is not a brute!” But, really, the word, which Grace herself came up with, was accurate. Jim was a loathsome horror wrapped in skin; a thing as opposed to a person.
But Jim Kiraly, due to his mental condition, the obsessive compulsive disorder, felt compelled to make practical things work, to ensure that details were in order; paperwork at the office, plumbing at his house, all the machinery of a simulated life except for the soul, which in his case was replaced with eternal, inexplicable rage.
So, Jim was useful, in a golem sort of way.
A golem is a creature made of mud that shambles along and performs tasks. It takes satisfaction in the tasks and nothing else. Ultimately, the word of truth is erased from its forehead and it falls down dead, its mechanical motions at an end.
So it will be for Jim Kiraly. On a metaphysical level, Christi Vomit will wash the word from his forehead and the machine will cease to be useful.
As Jim's gears grind to a halt, he will have, if not the part of a life that a soul contributes, at least the husk of a life, the purpose that a machine served, to look back on.
Jim Kiraly will also know that the story of his life will serve a purpose. He will even be comforted by the fact that his widow, Grace Kiraly of 32 La Gaviota, Pismo Beach, CA, will be looked after in legitimate and reasonable ways.
At the end of Scott Kiraly's life, he will not have useful activity to look back on. Not the activity of a machine or that of a person.
Scott was far less destructive than his father Jim Kiraly, but he was also a burden to those around him and nothing more.
Scott did fill a gap in the life of his lover Karen, disabled and in need of the attention that he was able to provide.
Grace, Scott's mother, didn't approve of the relationship because, she said, how could Scott support Karen if the two of them got married? It seemed to me like a positive relationship, though, something worthwhile that Scott had contributed to.
But was there ever a context in which he was anything but dead weight to those who didn't need him but had been useful to him?
I'd wondered if Scott was a burden even now. Some public data sources suggest that he is living with his parents Jim Kiraly and Grace Kiraly in Pismo Beach, CA. See, for example, the screenshot below. But I suspect that this is related to some sort of past paperwork issue, as other sources suggest that he is still located in Pleasant Hill, CA.
Scott Kiraly was never useful to me. He never did anything for me that wasn't unpleasant. There is little more to say. Except, of course, “Happy Birthday, Little Brother”.
Scott Kiraly Birthday
Let us never know what old age is. Let us know the happiness time brings, not count the years.
150810. There seems to be some interest at Amazon Corporation in Seattle in my weblogs over the past two days.
Amazon is, of course, is my brother Ken Kiraly's company. And Seattle is the Amazon location where James Kiraly, Tom Kiraly's son as opposed to Tom's father, works.
Representative visits are listed below. Hm, they all use Windows 7? What, is there something wrong with Windows 8? :P
The license for the illustration below is Creative Commons BY-NC-ND 3.0. For attribution purposes, the rights-holder is Tovio Rogers.
A Crowd Comes to Visit
We tell our triumphs to the crowds, but our own hearts are the sole confidants of our sorrows.
150808. I received this heartening letter just now from a China friend named Zhi Lang:
Long time no see, because I lost the mailbox password, for a long time did not log in my mailbox! I always wanted to write to you, but it was not until the yesterday to retrieve the password.
I am very glad to see someone with you! I wish you all the best. Last year I left the My Company to start a business of mine. Now, it is 1 year. i sell women's purses in taobao. taobao.com is a Web site, people who can sell anything on it.
I just want to tell you, in addition to do technology, we can do a lot of things, as long as we like, work is just a tool to make money.
Happy is the most important. Think about what you dream of when you are young, and now you can achieve it. you are the best in my heart.
China Shopping Site
Loss and possession, death and life are one, There falls no shadow where there shines no sun.
150806. People needing tax assistance may wish to review John Perrott of Thomas Chase Stutzman as an option.
For basic information published previously on other websites and in U.S. Government data sources, here is a partial mirror of John Perrott's Find the Best webpage:
150805. Response from me to a friend in China, followed by his original letter.
Note: I don't read or write Chinese, but I'm told that my Chinese is sometimes better than straight Google Translator. I use a few tricks to write foreign-language letters.
150801. This is a proposed message under construction that may be served upon Grace Kiraly, the artist and Christ Follower who resides, or has resided, at 32 La Gaviota, Pismo Beach, California.
This proposed message and information related to Grace Kiraly has been posted for legitimate and reasonable purposes, including but not limited to seeking assistance from members of the general public with research and composition. Attorneys are invited to review the related document linked below:
Technical note: Documents that are served upon Grace Kiraly will not be, in and of themselves, violations of past agreements that are now repudiated regardless. Attorneys are invited to review the handwritten edits to the agreements in question which Grace Kiraly's husband and abuser Jim Kiraly agreed to and signed.
Suggestions related to wording may be emailed to:
To proceed, here is the proposed message, subject to changes based on feedback:
Grace, good evening.
My niece, Riane Kiraly, Tom Kiraly's daughter, apparently celebrated the first anniversary of her wedding to Eric Holub yesterday or today.
I was reminded of this when I noticed today that a reader in Wisconsin was interested in the article about the couple that I posted one year ago, the one that may be read at this link.
My Wisconsin friend doesn't seem to have been Eric or Riane, as they were located some distance from the city where Eric and Riane are reported to live, but my thoughts turned to family members regardless.
To Riane Kiraly's brother James Kiraly, for example.
Not James Kiraly, the elderly Vice President and your husband, or James Kiraly, the teenager at Sequoia High School and your son Ken's son, but James Kiraly, the mid-20s young man who is your son Tom's son.
There's a photo of a James Kiraly to the right of this paragraph. This James Kiraly attended Grapevine High School in Grapevine, Texas and graduated circa 2008 or 2009.
The same Grapevine High School that my brother Tom Kiraly was involved with. So, this young man is my nephew, the older of the two James Kiralys of his generation, correct?
This James Kiraly went on to Carnegie Mellon University and — now, this is interesting — has been employed at Amazon Web Services in Seattle, WA since June 2013.
He's not working remotely; he's in an apartment not far from Amazon's corporate offices. He's working in petabyte storage, which you can think of as a cool and coming thing.
Did his uncle, Ken Kiraly, inventor of the Amazon Kindle and lead at Amazon Lab126, perhaps put in a good word for him? If so, why does this sound familiar... hmm... say, do you remember, Grace, my explanation to you that this is how it works?
As a related point, is it possible that it was James Kiraly of AWS and not Ken Kiraly of Lab126 who used 10 perfectly synchronized AWS EC2s in an attempt to DDOS me this year?
DDOS is a highly prosecutable felony, by the way.
To continue with positive family thoughts, I was pleased to learn recently that Jim Kiraly, your husband, is still alive. Also to know that he's able to attend the Retired Active Men coffee get-together, an activity that I assume has become important to him, on a regular basis.
If I understand correctly, Jim may still be involved with St. Johns Lutheran in Arroyo Grande as well, although this is unconfirmed. The last information related to his work there is some months old.
The activities are of interest because, as the Mayor of Pismo Beach, Shelly Higginbotham, is aware and has offered assistance with, I'm seeking appropriate ways to provide Jim with a full understanding of what he means to people before he passes away from natural causes.
What better way might there be to honor Jim Kiraly of Transamerica Corporation than a surprise media event, to take place in one venue or the other, cameras whirring, as Jim is presented with gifts and a poem is read?
Jim would say no, he doesn't deserve attention and honor, but, truly, before he dies, don't you agree that this would be appropriate?
This draft copy of a letter to Christ Follower Grace Kiraly continues after the photograph below. The license for the feet photo is Creative Commons BY-NC-ND 3.0. For attribution purposes, the rights-holder is OldCoder.
Pause to reflect but not genuflect
isn't it a sight
It hurts, I fears,
more than it appears
is interesting to explain
I'm grateful to my mother
and to each brother
I'm unable to suppress a sigh
The license for the puppy photo is Creative Commons BY-NC-ND 3.0. For attribution purposes, the rights-holder is Jenny. The puppy's name is Tinkerbell and she's about eight weeks old.
Grace, I'm pretty sure that if everybody helps, a proper going-away party can be thrown for Jim. But a longer term memorial is called for.
Contrary to popular perceptions, it's perfectly legal in the United States to possess human bones. One source of confusion related to the matter has been that India and China, which formerly exported bones to the U.S., have stopped doing so. Another is that there are laws related to the handling of American Indian bones.
Neither issue is relevant to the ownership of bones of white U.S. citizens such as, to get down to a proposal, James Kiraly, the elder as opposed to his two grandsons of the same name.
After James, your husband, dies of natural causes, may I have his bones? I propose to have them transformed by artisans into a sculpture that will serve a purpose. The nature of the sculpture is to be determined, but I have ideas that are positive and open to discussion. One proposal is illustrated below.
To conclude, Grace, allow me to offer you the thought and the prediction that best suits your nature and your role in the eyes of Christ:
Dante Deo Christi Vomit super vos.
Regards, Robert (the Old Coder)
150720. Thoughts on a friend.
std:vector is not one you should hector
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150718. This is a proposed message under construction that may be served upon Jim Kiraly, the abuser who is believed to reside at 32 La Gaviota, Pismo Beach, California.
This proposed message and information related to Jim Kiraly has been posted for legitimate and reasonable purposes, including but not limited to seeking assistance from members of the general public with research and composition. Attorneys are invited to review the related document linked below:
Technical note: Documents that are served upon Jim Kiraly will not be, in and of themselves, violations of past agreements that are now repudiated regardless.
Attorneys are invited to review the handwritten edits to the agreements in question which the abuser in question agreed to and signed.
Suggestions related to wording may be emailed to:
To proceed, here is the proposed message, subject to changes based on feedback:
I learned on the night of July 17, 2015 that the following website had been, at an undetermined date, deleted in its entirety without explanation:
The website in question was one that I had created in mid-June 2012 in an attempt to obtain attorneys in legal actions that you had initiated against me a month before but had never troubled yourself to serve me for.
The site is outdated now, but I consider it significant both because it represented a turning point in my understanding of our relationship and because its creation involved my near-death from dehydration.
I asked the webhost on the same night to identify the party, if any, who had made a complaint which had to deletion. I included some points related to the prosecutable crimes that you personally have committed or been involved in.
The next morning, July 18, 2015, I found that the site had been restored.
As a follow-up notification, if the site is deleted again, by anybody or for any reason, I don't wish anybody to be concerned about the possibility that its content will disappear. In such an event, printed copies will be sent, for legitimate and reasonable purposes, to parties of different types. Online copies will also appear around the world.
Actually, these legitimate and reasonable steps are going to be taken regardless.
Best regards, Robert (the Old Coder)
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150718. Last night, I noticed that a website I created in mid-June 2012 had been deleted. This was:
I'm not sure when this happened, but it might have been in 2014. I was pretty busy in 2014 after I lost my home of 25 years. To paraphrase Willem de Kooning, being a transient takes up a lot of your time.
I asked Wikidot to confirm or deny that the site was deleted as part of the three-year campaign by Jim Kiraly of 32 La Gaviota, Pismo Beach, California, to take down websites which mention that Jim Kiraly is, in fact, an abuser; and, as it happens, not an especially pleasant or cheerful abuser.
This morning, the site is back. Wikidot has restored it. The site is outdated, but will remain up for the time being. If it is deleted again, dozens of copies will go up at different hosts located around the world.
For now, one page from the site will be mirrored here. You can read the page in question a few screens down.
The deleted site was a turning point in my life.
The abuser Jim Kiraly of St. Johns Lutheran Church and his son, Tom Kiraly, VP of Humana Corporation, possibly CFO of Hanger Inc., and a bit of a silly bitch, had filed legal actions against me a month before and nobody had troubled themselves to tell me about this minor detail.
I learned about the legal actions days before Court and had no way to obtain an attorney in time. I created a website in desperation, hoping that some attorney might look at what was happening, understand that a crime was being committed, and offer assistance.
I was still an idiot at this point.
I wrote dozens of pages in a sort of fevered state. I forgot to drink water. Two days after the first draft of the page mirrored below was completed, I nearly died.
I sat by the phone, because I was supposed to wait to hear if the Court was going to look at an ex parte document that I'd filed.
I knew that something was wrong. I didn't seem to be able to focus or talk correctly. But I waited by the phone. Surely there was going to be a call.
It could have gone either way. I decided to go seek medical attention. If I hadn't, I have slipped into unconsciousness and died. As it was, I nearly didn't make it.
I woke up at one point and found myself exiting a bus. I didn't know where I was or what was happening. The ten minutes preceding this scene were simply gone. It was sort of existential.
The bus driver looked at me, told me to come back inside, and somehow turned the bus around on a narrow road. He took me for medical care. The next eight hours are a blur. And the next morning was Court without an attorney.
The deleted site had rough edges. I was dying, after all, when I created it. But it opened the floodgates.
When I thought about everything that my father Jim Kiraly, my mother Grace Kiraly, and my brothers Tom Kiraly and Ken Kiraly of Lab126 had done, and the fact that they were fighting for nothing but the right to erase me from history, a transition that was needed was completed.
I was able to write again, at last, after 40 years.
There is a book named “The Ghost Belonged to Me”. When the title crosses my mind these days, it triggers thoughts about a different title. The title of a legitimate and reasonable Free Speech project related, perhaps, to Jim Kiraly and Tom Kiraly:
The Bitch Belongs to Me
Below, you'll find a page from June 2012, a page that the Kiralys bankrupted me over. For a copy of the page that is closer to its actual appearance at the time, click here.
1. Overview of Family History page
This is a personal page. Very personal, I guess. This page talks about me and my loving and caring family. The content is probably of only incidental interest to attorneys.
If TMI (Too Much Information) makes you uncomfortable, you probably shouldn't read this page.
Here are links for all the other pages on the website:
2. About me
2.1. I'm Robert Crowley, a software engineer and writer in his mid-50s. The name is Anglicized; the original spelling is the same as the one my father uses. I don't use that spelling much presently except for legal purposes.
2.2. I'm also autistic or have a similar condition. I probably think and speak differently than you do. One issue is that I'm literal. To me, facts are usually facts. I like poetry and metaphors and so on. But facts are special. They are real. It isn't like this for other people.
As a related note, I know that people lie, especially to themselves, but somehow it still surprises me.
The fact that lies by the Kiralys still surprise me does not speak well of my own potential to learn from mistakes.
2.3. My condition was diagnosed in the 1960s though only in a manner of speaking. Or as a manner of speaking. At the time, they called it “speech difficulties”. I didn't stutter but I was sent briefly to a class for children who stuttered. There was no actual treatment for the condition. Instead, there was abuse at home because James Kiraly viewed it as “attitude”.
As a related note, there are parallels to full autism in my case but I can talk 'n' stuff so it is not full autism. There is something unusual about the two sides of my brain. Speech and writing are more different than is typical.
Evidence of something strange apparently turned up in a neurological workup that was done in the 1980s. The neurologist who did the workup wrote about what he noticed in his notes. But he didn't say anything to me about this. I didn't learn about the issue until I read his notes years later.
2.4. I've been a bit unwell since around 2000. It's not a big deal. I walk normally most days but I spend part of my time in a wheelchair. Food started to make me ill a few years ago; so I sometimes fast for a week or two at a time.
Last year I came close to losing two of my fingers. This year it appeared for a while that a hand might be lost. There was swelling that seemed serious enough that I thought it might cut off circulation at the wrist. I don't know if this was actually possible or not but it was disconcerting.
Something odd has also happened to the system that controls breathing and sleeping. On some days, if I don't take regular breaks to breathe deeply, I became very sleepy. A few minutes of breathing differently seems to fix the problem. In the past, this only happened if I ate food. Recently, it seems to happen all the time.
Summer 2011 was a little difficult. I wasn't able to move well enough to get food or painkillers for two weeks. This is when I received my wheelchair. Somebody came and provided me with the wheelchair. They then purchased food for me. Bread, tomatoes, etc. Simple things but I was glad to see them.
My life was saved but I didn't walk much for a month and didn't recover fully for about two months. Shortly after that my parents boosted my spirits in their own kind and pleasant way. We'll come back to the sequence of events.
On my first trip outside by myself during my recovery I went on crutches to eat at Armadillo Willy's, a BBQ place. I became trapped on the way home and couldn't move. I must have looked odd standing there. A nice graduate student saw me and drove me home. We talked about his Christian faith.
On the second trip outside, I made it almost all the way home. But just a few yards away, I ended up getting stuck and unable to move again. It took me about an hour to move the remaining distance.
Right now, as I type this, there's some new pain in a thumb but it's only affecting typing slightly.
So, nothing too unusual. The medical stuff is only mildly interesting. But it should be mentioned because my family says I've tried to extort money from them to get medical care. Actually, the main thing that's been said about medical care is that I should pray to Jesus more often.
I've heard the Jesus advice from quite a few people; not just family members. So it must be valid.
Could I please not be so sick any longer? It's been 12 years. That's quite a while.
If You listen, You know that I scream at night sometimes with the pain. Sometimes I can't walk. It's been two months now since that happened so maybe it won't come back. But it always has.
Sometimes I can't eat food. One weekend in April I couldn't get water but Ziyad kept me company on the Internet. I called George and Sandy Kerechanko too. I think Sandy and I talked about her greeting card venture as I lay there without water. I like what she does at work because it makes people happy.
In May 2012 I thought I would lose my hand. The circulation was cut off. Oh, well. Things happen. But the breathing cycle thing has sped up this month. What's up with that, Jesus? Are You having a little Fun?
Wait, don't tell me. Grace Kiraly has already explained this. I'm sick because I made “decisions” which the woman is unable to define or articulate. “You must have done *something* Bob! Because otherwise I might need to feel bad! This is about me, Grace Kiraly! It is important that I feel good! If I admit that you don't deserve this then I will feel bad!”
But, wait. The Kiralys have cheered me up with the tender gifts that they offer me: hatred of that which is different; and perjury. They hate in Your Divine Name. They Lie for You. Truly I must respect the gifts.
James Francis Kiraly. Grace Violet Kiraly. Thomas Evan Kiraly. Kenneth Paul Kiraly. You are doing the Will of Jesus. I am sure that He will bless you for it.
Jesus, a job would be nice. I'm very good at some things. I think I might be among the best. But I talk differently than normal people so it's hard. Is the way that I speak Your special gift to me? Please, may I have a family instead? After half a century, so long in the cold and the dark, could I have people who will love me and not hurt me?
Is there a reason that You sent me to the Kiralys? A reason that Fundamentalists were given a child who was different? One that they would revile as ungodly and never be able to say why? A child who would start to believe what people like this thought and dwindle away until nothing was left?
Did You do this to make me strong? Was James Kiraly supposed to terrorize me? To knock me down both physically and emotionally? Did you ask Thomas Kiraly and Kenneth Kiraly to hurt me in all the small petty ways? To see me only as an object; never under any circumstances as somebody with feelings?
What was Grace Kiraly for? To hug me? I don't remember that even once as a child.
Was this woman supposed to take care of me? To be interested when things went somewhat wrong at school and my bones were broken, or I was beaten with objects, or I was chased by small mobs, or I withdrew to the edge of catatonic, or I was knocked unconscious, or I was struck so hard that I couldn't breathe and suffocated?
If taking care was the point, You have quite a sense of humor. This was the period where Grace Kiraly says I was “having problems with” James Kiraly. I'd go through things at school. Then I'd go home and James Kiraly would start in on me. It was interesting. I was in poor shape after this period. I've tried to explain this to Grace. Here is what Grace Kiraly Christ Follower says about injuries and terror: “Oh, Bob. You are so easily hurt”.
The suffocated incident happened outside a museum where Twisted Time and I used to go as boys. As a separate point, Twisted Time remembers the best time that James Kiraly hurt me. When I searched for Twisted TIme a few years ago and found him in the hospital, it was one of the things we talked about. He has created a secondary email address for this project that the Kiralys won't be able to delete without Public Relations repercussions. He also plans to host a copy of the project.
I love Twisted Time. I can love people now. This wasn't possible in the Kiraly household. There wasn't anybody to love so you couldn't learn to do so.
Jesus, was Grace supposed to buy me medicine as a child? I bought my own medicine to stay alive. With my own allowance. Children aren't allowed to buy that drug any longer; it's a controlled substance now. What do the ones who live with people like the Kiralys do today? I worry sometimes about them.
Actually, I worry more about the weak ones. The ones who believe they are worthless because people like James Kiraly and Grace Kiraly raise them that way and drive the lesson home every day.
Jesus, I know the answers. It is all part of Your Divine and Ineffable Plan. Therefore Thank You and Amen.
3. Ancestors and parents
This is a rough draft. The book version will provide a broader picture.
James Francis Kiraly didn't know much about his family. I'm the one who researched most of it. The Kiralys were prone to infidelity, marital violence, suicide, and child abuse. I heard interesting stories about some of these issues from an elderly relative that James never met.
James himself was raised by his mother. If I remember correctly, his father had punched his mother and knocked her through some glass. I may have the details wrong but the marriage ended shortly afterward regardless.
As far as I know, James never saw his father again. I learned the details of James' father's death and told him about it. James didn't look at me
James was idealistic when he was young. He was also of adequate intelligence though he was below some of his children. And, some things that he kept to himself, he had a violent temper and was OCD as well.
Grace Violet Kmeta was the daughter of Ivan Kmeta, also known as Myroslav Ichnianskyj, a writer who was well-known in some countries. Ivan's books play a key role and a confusing one in the allegations against me. I told my brother Thomas that we needed to discuss how Ivan's books should be distributed in the event of my death. Thomas has stated that this remark indicates I am attempting to extort money from him.
To read more about my grandfather, Google for the three words Ivan Kmeta Efimovich.
Ivan was gentle in his old age but apparently strict with his children. As a young adult, Grace rebelled and had at least two boyfriends: Bill Kiraly and his brother James.
Grace became pregnant either once or twice. It isn't clear who was the father of which baby. Based on something odd in the chronology I am starting to wonder if Bill was the father of a baby that was lost earlier than the period Grace has talked about. But the only person who might have been able to explain things (Grace's brother Tony) is long dead.
The pregnancy (or pregnancies) ended in miscarriage. Grace married James during one of the pregnancies but when she told me about this she was careful to explain that she did care about him. Additionally, James apparently seemed like a better match than Bill did. I gather that James came across as stable and potentially successful.
James wasn't stable. But he *was* successful. He became a respected high-level person at Transamerica. I remember watching as they built the Pyramid. James seemed proud of his role there; at the company in general and the Pyramid in particular.
Four children followed: Robert, Thomas, Kenneth, and Scott. Caring wasn't quite enough. James proved to be violent and abusive. He'd smash things or tear them up. I remember wandering into the living room at age five and not understanding the destruction that I saw.
Grace now denies that James injured her personally. But the records of her injuries may still exist.
This leads into an interesting point. With time, reality shifts for people who have normal neurotransmitters. What matters to them is the way that things are supposed to be. Not the way they are. As a related example, when I talked to Grace in 2012 about the time that James chased me out of the house half-naked, she neither acknowledged nor denied that it had happened. Instead, she said loudly “My husband is not a brute!” This is what mattered to her; a vague value judgment as opposed to the facts.
Grace also used to say things like “Is that what you think of me?” when I talked about various facts. I never knew how to respond. How somebody thinks about something is irrelevant to the facts. What the Hell was she talking about?
For a while, Grace drank gin to cope with the burdens of her marriage. She'd pass out with the bottle nearby. Today she says this only happened once but I remember seeing her this way in more than one place. It might have been a lot of times or just a few. I honestly can't say.
To a literal child, a drunk mother was confusing. The mother wasn't asleep but she wasn't awake either. She could almost talk but not quite. What was this third state supposed to be?
At one point, Grace left James and flew away with her small children in tow. I remember the trip. I vomited on the airplane. I also missed my room. It had my shelves of books and my globe. Would my possessions be all right without me? It is odd but this is what was in my mind.
There wasn't really anywhere permanent to go so Grace returned to James. A decade later, in the 1970s, she asked her husband to move away. He did for a while and the house seemed odd. Quiet and pleasant. But he came back.
Grace also sought my counsel on numerous occasions in the 1980s when she was upset with James. But by the 1990s they were aging and had finally settled in together. Today they travel together, they know each other's boundaries, they are comfortable. I can't imagine them apart.
The three older children went on to successful careers. Or partly successful; my own career fell apart after the dot-com era. The youngest child was OCD and dangerous. The OCD component may have been inherited from James, who thought people didn't know he was OCD.
As an interesting side note, one worth thinking about, Thomas and Kenneth each named one of their children after their own father James. As my book evolves I'd like to write about the choice of the name.
4. Kenneth Kiraly
This part is being written. It should be viewed as simply an outline.
How do I remember Kenneth Kiraly the person who apparently made the Amazon Kindle?
I remember a baby who learned to walk. I helped to teach him. The expression on his face shone quite clearly; he was very pleased.
There was a little boy who was ferocious. Nobody pushed him around. Except his father was brutal and outweighed the little boy. Once they were shouting at each other. The little boy had an older brother who was frightened. Would the man kill the younger boy? So the older brother, who was foolish, smashed a car door on his fingers. Oh, look; injuries. Now there is no time to focus on hurting the other boy.
When the little boy was older, once or twice, there would be shouting. His older brother would say, “Let us go to the movies. Surely it is a coincidence that I would suggest movies during the shouting.” And the little boy would not be killed.
Kenneth and I used to do experiments with electricity that were wonderful and dangerous. Sometimes things would explode.
I taught a teenage boy to drive a car. Oddly, later on, he denied this had happened. But there was a photograph that proved. Silly facts, they are so inconvenient. But why did the teenage boy need to deny this?
When Kenneth was about 19, he was frightened of differential equations and dropped out of school. He didn't want to move back with his father and mother and be a failure. So he moved into my apartment and lived there rent-free for years. Transportation food, and everything, all free. He enjoyed it because he liked to curse at me all the time. Even while we were shopping. People stared as I bought dinner for the teenager who was cursing at me.
I got Kenneth his first real job. At my company. I taught him to code in 'C'. He was good.
We hired Thomas Kiraly, our brother, for a while. Thomas had only worked at cooking hamburgers and needed something besides hamburgers his resume. He was very good too.
The CEO looked at the three brothers and was amazed. Two actual geniuses and one young but sensible CFO type. The CEO said, “Let me hire the fourth brother! Bring him!” But the fourth brother was OCD and dangerous. So we did not bring him.
I suppose it should be mentioned that it wasn't really James that made Grace's life difficult. James did smash things and shout and generally be angry. But Grace was drained primarily by the youngest brother. He wasn't toilet trained until age six and he hated Kenneth and there were other problems.
The Kiralys sent the youngest brother to a sort of Christian Prison in the mountains for a while. I was the only one of the brothers to go visit him. While they were preparing to send the youngest brother away, I seem to remember that Kenneth came to stay with me again. I believe the Kiralys were afraid that the youngest brother would injure Kenneth. But this period is not clear in my memories.
A few years later, some difficult things were happening to me. Kenneth made my happy and joyful by bullying me and taunting me on every possible occasion. He was an adult now but still a bully who mocked and cursed and played small jokes like a teenager might.
There was one thing Kenneth liked to do that I never understood at all. He didn't like our mother, Grace Kiraly, very much; this was understood. But he was surprisingly willing to hurt her in order to hurt me. If I gave Grace gifts, for her birthday or holidays such as Christmas, Kenneth would always look for things that were wrong or inadequate about the gifts and mock them right in front of her. He didn't care if this made Grace sad. She made light of the matter, not realizing that this made me sad. Were my gifts, gifts that I thought long and hard about, so inconsequential?
Later on, Kenneth worked for Logitech which did a spin-off named Multiscope. I invested more money in Multiscope than Kenneth did initially. He said that he couldn't have his brother show more faith in him that he had himself. So he upped his investment. Subsequently he denied this had happened. It is not clear why he would need to deny this.
One of the people at Multiscope was murdered. It was odd because I had met him. Note: Kenneth could not have done it because it happened in another country.
The money went away. Kenneth and his older brother went for a little walk. “The money is gone.” he said. His older brother replied, “Don't worry it is fine.”
But buyout offers came in soon after. Kenneth Kiraly wanted Microsoft but was forced to go with Symantec due to letter of intent. He ended up working for a man who had problems and was in the news. I mentioned the problems to Kenneth after he returned from a plane trip. I had the impression Kenneth was angry I'd been so presumptuous as to comment on his business.
I went to Kenneth's pre-wedding party with Montasar Swaiss our mutual acquaintance. I sat right next to Kenneth. But he stared through me at the wall and didn't speak to me. I didn't exist. So I was frightened and didn't go to his wedding.
I only remember seeing Kenneth Kiraly one more time. Thomas Kiraly's children crippled our mother Grace for life. They thought it was a fun game. All the brothers were there afterward. I gave Thomas's son, who had crippled my mother, a book about dinosaurs. I was told later on that he loved the book and often slept with it.
Then Kenneth made the Kindle and I never heard from him again. Not after I lost my career or became sick or any of it. God Bless You, Kenneth.
Grace talked about Kenneth sometimes. Once she mentioned that he had come up to her and said, “When I was a boy your cooking was terrible.” She pretended the remark didn't hurt her but it did.
5. Thomas Kiraly
As with the other sections this is simply an outline.
I remember Thomas Kiraly V.P. of Humana as tall and handsome. He was also cruel and unpleasant though not as harsh as his brother Kenneth.
Thomas and I were close in age but we didn't have much sibling rivalry around the age of four. I don't know about earlier. We shared an imaginary friend. I remember the imaginary friend's name but I won't share it because it is silly.
During school years Thomas quickly realized that I was different and never spoke to me again except to hurt me.
I hurt Thomas on three occasions during childhood. Once by accident. Twice when he came very close to me in an angry way and seemed to be attacking me physically. Most of the time he hurt me instead.
Thomas was the lively and normal boy. Well, sort of normal. Actually he was grim and angry. His mother Grace complained about this to me years later. Tom sometimes set fires, smashed windows, got drunk. But he also had school plays, a band, that sort of thing.
I think the band may have been called “Night Blooming Jasmine” but I'm not sure. I believe I suggested the name “Metro” but I don't remember if the suggestion was considered.
Thomas provides me with a rare positive memory of this family. He was a bedwetter until a late age. But I don't think anybody teased him about this. If it's true, this is positive.
I dutifully recorded the bedwetting issue in my journal. No offense was intended. Somebody scratched it out. If that was Thomas he was probably pissed; pun intended.
As a side note, the journal was useful for more than one purpose. While still a preteen I invented a numeric system that I used to assess my mental state. When James and others hurt me the numbers changed. I think the numbers went too high finally. James Kiraly and my brothers and some of my peers all at once. It was too much. This is the period that I want to talk to Kevin King and his group about. It is also a period that others should know about. This sort of thing should not be allowed. It is not something that everybody lives through.
I treasured small rewards. In high school I earned the right to attend a cast party. Thomas arranged to have me locked out. This was a little joke of his. I stood outside the door and couldn't go in. Thomas laughed and was very pleased that I was not allowed to have my reward. To exist as a member of the group.
Thomas Kiraly turned somewhat less pleasant as a young adult. His mother Grace said later that a dark mask came down. Thomas told me that he would get a gun and shoot me in the head until my brains ran out. He talked often about the nature of the gun and what the bullets would do to me. Not once or twice. He seemed to be able to picture the gun in every detail.
When Thomas was married to Karen there was a problem with the wedding photography. Grace told me that the only photos they have of the wedding are by me. The autistic brother that Thomas is ashamed of.
I remember a small but interesting incident that says more than is immediately apparent. I started family histories many years ago. By the time that Thomas's son Michael was born, I'd learned enough about the Kiraly side that I was able to produce a small chart which showed the importance of the name Michael in the family. Thomas wanted the chart. But he didn't want to ask me for it. He simply took it out of my hands and made a photocopy. He didn't look at me or acknowledge that I had created the chart. I was simply a thing to him; a thing to be used.
I think this is the way it was with all of these people. I never existed as far as they were concerned. I was an object that sometimes had the audacity to talk. Not a person to be thanked, respected, or even loved.
Grace didn't really like Karen but she tried hard to make things work. Thomas didn't help.
Grace gave things to Karen that belonged to me and refused to ask for them back. She said, “I can't look incompetent to my daughter in law!”
After Thomas's children Riane Kiraly and James Kiraly (grandson of the original James) injured Grace, Grace's arm made little crunching sounds. Thomas joked about the crunching sounds. Grace pretended the jokes didn't bother her. But they did.
6. Good and Evil
When Thomas Evan Kiraly lied under oath, he included the following statement:
Thomas: He asked (or demanded) that the relative to find out if my father would pay for his medical bills
As mentioned elsewhere, this never happened. Not the part he attributes to me. Putting aside the fact that Thomas has lied under oath, though, his perjury raises some important questions.
It is not a great surprise to learn that James Kiraly would not “pay for medical bills”. But if Thomas or Kenneth needed James' assistance, would he have “paid for medical bills” in their case? The answer is, almost certainly.
If this is true, why would he “pay for” their bills and not mine? After talking to the mindless fluff that is Grace Kiraly in an attempt to understand what people like this use instead of reason, the answer is clear. James Kiraly would say that I did not “deserve” to be helped because I had made “decisions” of some vague and unspecified type and had not taken “responsibility” for those “decisions”.
So far, so good. But what would happen if somebody asked James to specifically enumerate the “decisions” or to state exactly how the “responsibility” had not been met? It is simple. James would become angry at the question. “Just because! Don't dictate to me! There *must* have been decisions!”
In short, he would have worked backwards from conclusions that he desired. Conclusions that were important to him because of the way that somebody like me, an autistic person, looked or talked. Or perhaps the color of somebody else's skin. Or the religion that another person had. It is the logic that was behind the Nazis and the Ku Klux Klan.
Working backwards based on prejudice. It is the nature, the very essence, of human evil.
If this quality, the essence of evil, is part of somebody's makeup, are they responsible for it? I'm not sure. I'd like to talk to people about the matter. I know what the facts are here. But what is the truth?
Who is the arbiter of good and evil? Is it Jesus Christ? What does Christ, who James and Grace hope to meet someday, think of all this? When the time comes and He sees these two walking toward Him in some sort of nebulous cloudy region, will He smile? Will He frown? Or will He be a bit unwell?
In a version of this text that went on a different site, Jesus Christ made an attempt to be polite to Jim and Grace, but ultimately vomited on them, leading them to dissolve into putrid puddles that ran down the gutters. This is, I feel, the more appropriate vision and will be edited into the text here if the original wording can be located.
|The following pictures and others will be worked into the story as it is completed.|
As an interesting note, the boy on the right here is presently hosting one of the email addresses for this project. He has offered to host a mirror of the site itself as well.
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150621. This is a Father's Day greeting under construction. Ultimately, some variation of this letter will be served upon Jim Kiraly, my abuser and most likely my biological father.
This letter will probably be merged with the draft letter that was posted on my birthday, June 6. To read that letter, scroll down a few pages.
Attorneys who might wish to comment on the proposed communication are invited to read the handwritten edits to the Kiraly Gag Order Cases “agreements” carefully.
This draft copy of the Father's Day greeting is being posted publicly, and is being sent directly to third parties as well, in the hopes of “gathering information” related to Jim Kiraly of Pismo Beach for legitimate and reasonable purposes.
Attorneys and others who might wish to comment on the purposes in question are invited to click on the following link:
To: Jim Kiraly
Jim Kiraly, Hi.
1. Are you still alive or have there been more strokes? Was one of them the end of you? It's my hope that you're still with us. There are matters to be addressed.
If I learn that you've kicked the bucket, I'll post a nice eulogy for you. You'll be missed, but life goes on.
Don't be concerned that things will be left undone. Your widow and victim Grace Kiraly, your sons and victims Tom Kiraly and Ken Kiraly, your attorneys, and I will continue to work things out in legitimate and reasonable interactions for decades to come.
2. As you know, Jim Kiraly, you committed multiple prosecutable crimes, including possible felonies, in 2012.
You stalked me, made escalating threats against me, and ultimately filed an emergency anti-violence action against me despite the fact that I was in a wheelchair and you had not asked me to do, or not to do, anything at all as an alternative to legal actions.
The legal actions were abuse of process intended solely to coerce me into signing a gag order related to past abuse that you had committed.
The abuse of process is not simply an assertion; it's demonstrable. You demanded, in writing, that I agree never to “discuss” you with third parties. In other words, you demanded a gag order.
As you know, I have the document. Michael Bonetto of Hoge Fenton tried to bar me from using it, but he failed.
I voluntarily signed a stipulation that gave you essentially everything but the gag order and the right to put me in a violence database. You turned down the stipulation.
You conspired to commit perjury, committed perjury, conspired to commit extortion, committed extortion, conspired to threaten me after the cases were over, threatened me after the cases were over, conspired to commit DDOS, and committed DDOS.
By the way, conspiracy can be prosecuted, in and of itself, as a felony.
It doesn't matter how much money you throw at things. Eventually, this sort of thing collapses under its own weight.
This draft copy of a letter to abuser Jim Kiraly continues below the photograph below.
A Pretty Face is No Disgrace
This is Jim Kiraly, presently of Pismo Beach, California. The photo was taken in Pacifica when Jim was in his mid-30s. There's a funny story for another time about the two little monks in the window.
Jim Kiraly. Warm-hearted and friendly. Gentle sense of humor. He doesn't beat up women and children. He doesn't lie under oath. He doesn't commit felonies in attempts to shut people up.
Oh, wait :P
3. Jim Kiraly, when you contacted me and threatened me subsequent to the signing of Gag Order Cases “agreements”, you rendered the “agreements” unenforceable.
When your associate in Dallas, Texas, committed the prosecutable felony of DDOS shortly after that, the “agreements” became toilet paper.
I formally repudiated the “agreements” in Fall 2013. I believe that you're aware of this.
This reminds me of something. I suppose you ought to know that there's something commonly known as a web bug in the offline copies of my sites. It's perfectly legal, of course, more so than the prosecutable crimes that you've committed, and moderately useful.
The fact that you committed crimes, and arguably felonies, in an attempt to force me to sign a gag order, and the “agreements” after that, is another factor. But the key point is this:
Any future legal actions related to the “agreements” will probably focus on enforceability. The question of whether or not a violation has occurred might not be an issue. I might stipulate that a violation has occurred; this will render a part of the penalties clause that you were counting on invalid.
In short, Jim, I'm not going to pay your legal bills. Legal bills for a violent abuser who tried to put his victim, somebody in a wheelchair at the time, in a violence database.
If you win on enforceability, which I see as unlikely, I'll make full use subsequently of the handwritten edits to the “agreements” that you signed off on.
Have you read the edits closely, Jim?
A contracts specialist will tell you that contracts are interpreted as a whole, and that multiple factors go into the interpretation. So, it isn't cut and dried. But, you know what? I'm fine with that.
This draft copy of a letter to abuser Jim Kiraly continues below the photograph below.
Gee Thanks, Jim
I was worth $900,000. I lost that, but I rolled up my sleeves and rebuilt. I got back to $225,000. Plenty of money for medical care. But Jim Kiraly accused me of trying to blackmail him for money so that I could walk again.
Hm. I had $225,000 but needed to blackmail Jim? And Jim has never been able to point out a single inappropriate threat that I made?
But the Kiralys have millions of dollars. They threw their resources at me. I ended up homeless and without medical care. The pain is excruciating at times.
This photo was taken the other day. As I type, and grimace a little with each keystroke, I find myself increasing grateful to Jim Kiraly and the rest of the gang.
4. Jim Kiraly, you're aware that “Bob” was terrified of you. Even as an adult.
Grace Kiraly had a word for what you were. In 2011 or 2012, she shouted at me, “My husband is not a beast”. The funny thing was, the word was Grace's, and Grace's alone. Grace's outburst took me by surprise.
“Bob” respected you for one quality. Did you know that? Call the quality “commitment” or “follow-through”. “Bob” figured that, despite the rest of it, the part that makes people uncomfortable, you had an odd sort of integrity. He even assumed that this quality extended to honesty.
The follow-through on your part isn't integrity, though. It's part of the obsessive-compulsive disorder that you've manifested for your entire life.
You didn't betray your principles. They never existed. By the way, I understand you now; everything about you. The “information” that I'm “gathering” is, to some extent, supplemental. I don't expect to find many surprises.
This draft copy of a letter to abuser Jim Kiraly continues below the illustration below.
Broomsticks in the Night Sky
This illustration is from my June, 2013 Father's Day post. To read the full post, click here. Here's an excerpt:
Does my Father, senility diapers askew, befoul himself with excrement as he glares at the computer he's accused me of hacking, certain that I must be lurking somewhere in the shadows even now? Is the next step to accuse me of riding broomsticks in the night sky as my copilot Christ and I circle about, cackling with glee as we plan our next move?
5. I'm older than you were, Jim Kiraly, when you retired. But you've taken my life savings and any chances of coming back a second time.
There will be no retirement. No family of my own. You've killed the children that I was supposed to have at last. The focus right now is on finding a way not to be homeless. At the same time that I can't use one of my hands; that's a big help.
You've taken my home, the home that I lived in for 25 years; a dull little place, but it had become part of me. You've taken most of my books. Even the Universal Anthology that Ivan had when he was a boy.
And you've taken my hands. The one element that I need, along with my sight, to work. It's my left hand this time. It'll come back, but not completely. When this happens, I lose a little more functionality each time.
When you started this, Jim Kiraly, what did you think would happen? Did you expect that it would all simply go away? The answer, I've come to understand, is that you didn't think at all.
My decision is that as you've sacrificed me on an altar half a century high, an altar that's a monument to your ego and unbridled rage, it is meet and just that the monument serve a positive purpose.
Deus est regit qui omnia. You're not exempt. Do you know the nature of the Unpardonable Sin, Jim Kiraly? It was in one of Grace Kiraly's Fundamentalist magazines.
But you're the perfect symbol for what an abuser actually is as opposed to the popular stereotypes. Sursum Corda, Jim Kiraly, you're going to help abused women and children. Victims of all types. In a sense, even after you die, you'll be there.
When you pass away from this Earth, dante Deo Christi Vomit will be upon you. You will then find your appointed place.
Caelitus mihi vires.
Respect That is Earned
Respect for ourselves guides our morals, respect for others guides our manners.
A full Kiraly Cases tags system will be added in 2014.
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140313. Jeff Jenkins posted these questions and others recently at Ask Hacker News:
What happens to older developers? Is there a plateau in pay? Is there a drop in pay switching jobs after a certain number of years? Is becoming a specialist rather than a generalist the answer?
To read the original post, click here. Note: The link was valid as of March 2014. However, it may have broken since then.
This is my response:
Developers who go on long enough are expected to obtain high-level titles by their 50s or to retire at about that time.
I'd like to discuss an issue that you might not have thought about: What's going to happen if you lose your job?
Employment in the 50s can be problematic. If somebody is skilled and employed, and has a high-level title or is a specialist or has useful connections, they should be able to obtain a new position.
Otherwise, they might go from well-off to homeless. It happens. I'm 55, my resume is pretty good, and I was worth $1M a decade ago. I'm a transient now. I've got some medical issues, no medical care, and no dentists. Potential jobs are largely unskilled physical labor, which I'm not able to do.
I'm taking a shot at tutoring. However, I don't expect that to provide more than gas money. The head of an admin assistant firm said that I can't be a secretary unless I already am one.
Two people considered sending me to care for elderly relatives, but we didn't proceed. My title at one of those positions was going to be “poop scooper”.
Don't let this happen to you. For what it's worth, here's my advice:
1. Don't fall off of the employment ladder.
2. Become a specialist. Try to remain broad enough, though, that you don't become obsolete.
3. Build a network of people. Make it a large one.
4. Diversify your investments.
5. While you're employed, don't let medical issues, even minor ones, go untreated for long. If you lose your job and your assets, you'll lose medical care too and the issues may become serious.
6. Be kind to people. But don't be a fool. Most people that you help are not going to return the favor.
Regarding specialists, I did recruiting for a while in 2011 and I can confirm that the filters are weighted against generalists.
I've spent about 35 years myself as a generalist. My jobs called for it. The place where I spent most of my career took any project that came along, code of any type. At a dot-com that followed, after the money ran out, I handled all of the technical roles; IT, websites, development, support, documentation, etc. I was able to do a bit of everything.
Later on, none of this made a difference. There are few job listings that say “a bit of everything”.
After the dot-com shut down, 2003, I made $1M in the stock market. Lost most of it afterwards and reentered the job market. Learned that middle-age generalists were not in high demand.
In my case, there were other factors that won't apply to you. It's a story for another time. But if you're a generalist who falls off of the ladder in middle age, you can expect things like this:
“With a resume like that, why isn't he a CTO? Why doesn't he even have a job?”
You'll be asked questions about algorithms that you haven't thought about for 30 years. Or you'll go through coding tests under adverse conditions that don't allow you to show what you can do.
Plan ahead. Understand that the best-laid schemes of mice and men often go awry.
My own resume is located at:
These are my links. Yes, the technical site needs Twitter Bootstrap :P
Regards, Robert (the Old Coder)
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