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A designer, programmer/analyst, inventor and freethinker born in the Bohemian part of Austria. Indexed by the Communist bosses because of parents' anti-Communist background; became strongly anti-Communist; fought the Soviet occupiers in 1968 and actively supported at that time dissident and later Czech president Vaclav Havel in seventies. Was forced to exile, in 1978 received political asylum in Italy and a year later immigrated to the United States. From 1962 researched the possibility to utilize kinetic
energy and the momentum of revolving mass for generating of unidirectional vectored force and
attempted to design the Dynamic
Propulsion System “DPS.” If implemented, the
DPS could have even bigger impact
on our life than automobile and airplane combined, and cold also shed the light on principles of
magnetism and gravity. Divorced in 1989, in 1990 went back to Europe, in 1991
discovered the way in which the kinetic energy and the momentum of revolving mass could be actually
utilized, in 1992 completed the groundbreaking experiments proving the viability of
DPS that would utilize this
discovery. Remarried in 1997, returned to development of DPS and done the computer modeling that further proves the viability of DPS. Predicted the complete meltdown of American economy and the worldwide recession, and in 2004 became preparing the lucrative business venture that would rise plentiful of money for the further research, development and implementation of DPS. In 2008, I made the fateful decision to move to SALISH VILLAGE in Kirkland, Washington - the complex of about 168 cheaply build but highly priced condominium units that overlook the Totem Lake area and Evergreen Hospital. Being run by two villainous sexual predators and racketeers, President for SV HOA CRAIG DULIS, and manager CARL MASON, and miss-managed from outside by the crooked McCUE & ASSOCIATES INC., the SALISH VILLAGE proved to be the PLACE OF LIVING EVIL. Soon after moving there, the first named tried to get into my wife’s panties in the boorish way, and the second eventually got there in the sneaky way with the intend to discredit her in her planned lawsuit against President DULIS, and to satisfy his salacious desires, of course. Their predatory actions led to the marriage crisis and entire carefully prepared business venture
was in jeopardy but was still doable. It completely collapsed after the manager
MASON and President
DULIS bribed my wife
and coerced her to silence, and their accomplices
McCUE & ASSOCIATES Inc. and
the landlord CHRIS OPPFELT with
whom I have signed the 5-years lease abused their positions in order to protect them. The DPS is absolutely quiet,
nonpolluting and truly revolutionary device that could quickly retire the airplanes, rackets and
also the cars and other surface vehicles as we know them. Pityingly, for over 15 years I'm sitting on this discovery-invention, because to find the fair
financing for concluding of the research necessary for implementation of
DPS has proven to be even more
difficult than to make the crucial discovery and to invent the actual device. Now, I have at least satisfaction that I've solved the technical challenge, and that I've done
what I could, and that I've tried as hard as I could to bring the
DPS to public use. After
being screwed by the bunch of crooks in
SALISH VILLAGE, I've become
tired of being pushed around by the crooks and ignorants, and I'm determined to bring to justice
those who screwed my wife, ruined my life and destroyed the one of the lifetime business opportunity
and the chance to finance the DPS
project. For more information, visit the
I'm a mature down to Earth, and consider
myself a cosmopolitan-pacifist that belongs to the better part of America. I was born by the end of the WWII, so I don't have the firsthand experience with Nazism. But
the old-timers that were around when I was young contended that the Judeo-Communism (Except Stalin,
almost all revolutionary leaders of Great October Revolution were Ashkenazi Jews) "spiced" by the lesbian-feminist
totality is much worse than Fascism. My parents were pro-Republic nationalists, protected
their Jewish friends from concentration camp and resisted to
the Nazi occupation to the extend of endangering of entire family. But even they were constrained by
the development in the newly established Czechoslovakia, and began opposing the Judeo-Communism as much as they
before opposed Nazism. But I have always been enthusiastic about
the United States, and had calmly endured the troubles that I have been through for my alleged spreading
of the pro-American propaganda in the Judeo-Communist Europe. Eventually, I had been forced to scape border, and have received political asylum in Italy. A year later, I have immigrated
to the United States. During the most severe Communist oppression
in sixties, I
couldn't get the higher education and had been forced to the apprenticeship instead. Only later,
when the political climate changed, I had been allowed to the higher school. Thanks to
my apprenticeship and to my industrial experience combined with my later education, even with my truly minute English, I had found several subsequent shabby jobs
in the United States within days, and the decent regular job within about
a month or two. Sadly, by the end of the hated Cold War
in 1989, the United States entirely and inexplicably burned its chances to be a charismatic and undisputable
world leader as people around the world expected, and instead became the bloody monster that oppresses
the people inside its borders, and tortures and murders people around the globe. This prompted
me to have the second thought about its deeds and to take the hard look into its history. sadly, my knowledge of history,
and the sense for reality, only made me feel like screaming on the captain and on the top officers
at Titanic
to change the course, because the allegedly unsinkable ship is just about to hit the giant iceberg and
despite of all expectations might sink. But they just ignored me, or couldn't even hear me because
they were too high, and I was too low, and my voice disappeared in
the hullabaloo of those being happy that they are on board of the greatest ship in the world and
believed that could never sink. But those closer to me could hear me, and began pushing me around screaming that I'm a troublemaker and should never board this great ship. And they were right, I shouldn't! But it was too late. By my previous relentless promoting of this great ship, I had aggravated its adversaries that exercised their power over me, and have sold, or gave away all my properties just to raise the money for the ticket that would get me on that ship. Then, I had deluded them when they tried to prevent me to get aboard, and with all bridges burned down I had not had other choice but to stay where I was. Soon this greatest ship really hit the
iceberg hard, but nobody seemed to be alarmed. Although the engine room was already flooded, the band on the upper deck still played the relaxing
music and people there were dancing. I began screaming again that the ship is just about to
sink, but if those who steered the ship to catastrophe would hear me, they would ignore me, or would
silent me, because
they were sure that the ship is too great to sink and I just try to create panic. At the beginning of George de First era,
I could see that those powerful behind the scene steer the country onto catastrophic course. During the Clinton
era, it became clear to me that in less than 10 years the perfect storm will hit us hard and that the allegedly
unsinkable ship called the United States of America will sink to the very bottom.
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