Why Do Jews Run Away?

There's really no other way to say this, so I'm just going to put it out there.

When you preach a certain set of values, but practice a completely other one, people pay attention and get mad.

A yeshiva education cost about $25-30,000 in after-tax income per kid when we sent our kids to school. Now the cost is probably higher.

What are you getting for the money?

When we sent our kids to school, we really looked to the yeshiva to teach them how to be religious. Both of us worked full-time, not just to afford the yeshiva but also kosher food, summer camp, and the higher cost of living in walking distance to the shul.

In the younger years the education went well. There was a lot of emphasis on the emotionally positive aspects of yiddishkeit. But as the kids got older, the school began to "teach to the test," and Chumash became yet another exercise in anxiety over grades.

We were fortunate to come from a family with solid values. Our grandparents, and our parents, had varying levels of Jewish education and familiarity with halacha. But overall they taught us to be decent people, to show respect to our elders, and to take care of our responsibilities whether they were "fun" or not.

Yet in the wider world, the experience of Jewish community was definitely uneven. The amount of judgment laid on you by so-called religious people, without a single word being expressed, was (to put it mildly) unbelievable. It was to the point where I would walk into shul, sit down one of the seats, and I could feel the eyes on me. I would hear the Rabbi's speeches, most of which I tuned out, but one of them really stuck in my mind. He said that some people who go to shul are not really religious, they just pretend to be, and we should be on guard for these fake Orthodox Jews always, as they could lead us down the wrong spiritual path.

What an idiot!

It reminded me of how we were divided from each other in high school, in yeshiva. The girls who were in the "honors" class "just happened" to come from families that were known to be religious. Everybody else was divided by actual academic rank. It was a class system where religion was defined, not by the quality of your soul -- for such is unknowable to man -- but rather by the uniform, or brand, with which you presented yourself.

We used to visit the family in Boro Park when I was a kid. And they never gave me a hard time. In fact it was kind of fun. I remember when we got to see the "hidden" television that was behind a wooden cabinet, and I thought to myself, this is absolutely crazy, that people have to hide one of the most normal things associated with American life.

It was also weird that we could wear pants at home, but had to wear skirts when we visited them. I think it bothered my sister more than me; I was emotionally distant from it already, but she was more invested. I saw the Brooklynites as one of many possible sects; she identified with Orthodox Judaism, and it bothered her to the core that we should do one thing in one place, and another thing in another.

One time I went to the Williamsburg relatives for Shabbos. I went to shul and could barely see anything through the mechitzah. It wasn't for me, overall; it was a suffocating experience, actually; but the family was very warm. I have consistently found the Chasidish side of the family to be that way. No way could I live in Chasidish-land for any period of time, but there is something in the water that they drink -- they are humane about Judaism, they don't force-feed this cold academic model down people's throats, and it is a pleasure to be around them no matter what name they call themselves (Satmar, Vishnitz, Belz, and yes even Chabad which is in a totally different orbit).

There's no panacea in life.

I am not sure what gives with the suspicious, judgmental, and sometimes even mean and exclusionary attitude that Orthodox people have sometimes. It is a total turnoff. And I see that there are many others who recognize this now also. Including the outreach community, the rabbinate, the schools -- they are getting the picture that you can't be a totally judgmental bunch of jerks and expect people to fork over most of their hard-earned money for the privilege of getting your approval.

Not gonna happen.

May God bring Moshiach speedily in our time, and redeem us from the physical and spiritual exile that is Golus.


 Copyright 2017 by Dr. Dannielle (Dossy) Blumenthal. All opinions are Dr. Blumenthal's own. This post is hereby released into the public domain. Creative Commons photo via Pixabay.

Transcript: Testimony of John Ramirez, Redeemed Satanist

ALL MATERIAL QUOTED: This is a transcript of video testimony by John Ramirez, who says he was saved from a lifetime of serving the devil. I believe that he is telling the truth about his experience even as I believe that there is only one God, who is omnipotent and cannot be personified. This video is not and should not be construed as an endorsement or condemnation of any religion or belief system, with the exception of Satanism and all its offshoots, which are fundamentally evil. – Dannielle (Dossy) Blumenthal


I grew up in a neighborhood where I witnessed my first murder fetching milk. It was 3 meters from me, they shot the guy 7 times, it was young boys. I saw murder after murder after murder.

To survive in the streets of the South Bronx you had to be a killer, you had to be a murderer. You had to be smart, you had to be smart.

Early Satanic Training

From my father's side, there were only witches and wizards. We were immersed in witchcraft. We had a contract, an alliance with the devil himself.

I remember when I was younger, 8 or 9 years years old. I was in this room to worship Satan, and I could feel the presence of the Devil who was returning to the room. And my father was worshiping and spoke in tongues, demonic language. And would put flowers, placed candles and put water.

From 7:00 at night to 5:00 in the morning, I was taken to demonic churches in witchcraft churches. I was trained to become a wizard. I was driven by the witches in religion from 30, 40, 50 years. They taught me to speak to rulers, to the spirits on earth, the Devil himself. You could not talk directly to the Devil, you had to earn the right to do so.

And the first massacre they did in my neighborhood was in this house right here. The husband stabbed his wife 52 times and cut off his ears. And then me and my brother we were with his daughter, it was driving her home. We got through the door here and the girl found her mother cut piece here, in his home.

Feeling Rejected By God

I was in the school yard playing with some friends. And this pastor came, and there was this group that came, they started playing songs, people gathered in the middle of the school yard, and there was an incredible atmosphere, there was an incredible joy and I came from a broken family.

This pastor is on the platform and spoke Bible stories, and how God loved everyone, that kind of stuff. And for the first time, I was really captivated. Maybe God loves me, maybe he wants me, maybe he wants my family? Maybe God wants to touch my family, maybe he wants to change my family?

I said I wanted it, I wanted to try it because it was coming toward me. And for the first time in my life I felt an amazing love, It was indescribable.

This pastor is down from the podium, and had to touch people, to pray for people. So I say that now it was my turn, he was finally going to touch me. Now Jesus is going to accept me, Jesus will show me what love is. And this pastor passed me. He did not hit me, he did not lay hands on me. He went down the line and when he returned to my level, he ignored me and prayed for the other person.

I then said that Jesus loved me either. My father does not like me, Jesus does not love me.

Young, Poor & Angry

It comes from a broken family. Jesus, he loves my mother to be beaten, he loves me and my brother went to bed hungry, he likes, you know there is no heating in our apartment. He loves the fact that when we go to school, we are rejected. So what, Jesus is like my father, there is no difference, it is like my father.

I went home broke, I went home sad. And I remember, about two weeks later. I was in the schoolyard, I was playing with buddies, and I heard something fall and hit the ground. It was a voodoo necklace.

First Contact With The Devil

So I take the voodoo necklace, he had many colors, I put it on me. And the necklace was my first contact with the Devil.

We were in a tarot session. And when we were in this session of tarot cards, I was a young boy of 10, the lady who drew the maps, the witch, her eyes fixed on me, fascinated, and she said, "This guy, we want it, we want it."

"Santeria Wizards want” -- spiritualism is Esperitismo in Spanish, which they call the cult of saints, but is actually the worship of demons -- "as they want. And if you do not give us, he will lose sight in 30 days!"

So my mother was so desperate, my mother sold her business, she sold her bed, she sold the furniture of the living room to raise $250 for my first ceremony. Because, this lady had made us so afraid, my mother sleeps on the floor because she had no place to sleep, and because she did not want me to lose my vision.

They then introduced me to the dark side early in my 10 years, and the "first love,” the first contact I had, at the age of 10 years with the Devil arrived. And the devil came and accepted the sacrifice I offered him, my life. And they put 5 beads around my neck, the 5 worst demons’ principalities under Satan.

They put them around my neck, which is Santeria, and they told me they were going to be my spiritual guide, my guardian angels, and they were going to manage my life from now on.

It is the building, the building at the corner here was virtually abandoned is in the book. Me and my brother we used to look up and down the water pump. You see just the pump here.

The building had been abandoned, almost nobody lived here. Only me and my family and 12 other families lived here.

A Childhood "Stolen" For Evil

My childhood was stolen, my childhood was to worship the devil, to go in satanic churches. I went to the satanic churches from 7:00 p.m. to 5:00 a.m. I was trained by witches and wizards to know the invocations, demonic principalities, rights, which owns the area, which is in this region, which manages the principality, what is the name of this principality. I had the powers of channeling.

At the age of 13, I was doing astral projections, I left my body at home, and I was going in different regions and I threw curses. I cursed neighborhoods, I put the spirits of prostitution and drug minds in these neighborhoods. Homosexuality minds here, demonic spirits, spirits of murder, suicide spirits, I knew how to call all these spirits in neighborhoods.

At the age of 15-16 years, I was in the hospital and invoked death minds in intensive care. Death in one piece for that person dies because I wanted to climb the ladder with the Devil, I wanted to be the greatest worshiper of Satan in New York.

Satan Replaces Father

Satan became my father, he replaced my father because I have prayed that it kills my father, and at the age of 33 my father was shot in the face in a nightclub, by a woman who was not even his own, when he had one at home.The Devil took him and he said he replaced the former, that I belong to him, and Satan became my father.

There was a nightclub here, and my father died here, age 33 years. And we lived here.

And when I was 11, there was a store right here at the corner, and the guy has been shot on the street right here, the guy was killed while I went to get a bottle of milk. And I climbed the ranks of Devil worshipers, I climbed the rows with the principalities and demons, to the point where I could sit and talk with the devil as I do with you today.

The Devil manifested in human form, its presence entered the room, and I spoke with the devil all night, and he gave me assignments. I went to several clubs during the night, to recruit people to the dark side. I said things to people about their finances, their lives, what they had done, what would happen to them, and they had no idea who I was. They did not know who I was, just demonic powers.

Drinking Blood 

I loved the blood, I killed animals to drink their blood every week, and if I do not have time to buy animals, I cut myself to drink my own blood.

Doctors, Lawyers, and Judges - All Satanists 

The circle of people with whom I was in this evil world, there were doctors, lawyers, managers, judges, police officers, they were all in witchcraft and even singers who are known today.

Infesting The Church 

I moved principalities from region to region, to control demons ground to block the Church, to prevent the growth of the Church, to prevent people from being saved.

I returned from a packed nightclub, I was half owned by being drunk, I stopped in the middle of the street and I said to God: "Come down, do you want you want me? You want me to spit on you? Go down and come get me!"

A Lonely Wedding 

I got married on Halloween, I had a satanic wedding on Halloween. All demons and principalities of different parts of the world came to my wedding. No human being is not coming to my wedding, they were afraid to come to my wedding. I had a crazy wedding, I sent invitations but nobody came, suddenly there was no wedding gift.

But the demons came to my wedding, and baptized my marriage. While my wife was a witch, I was a wizard, and then my daughter was born and I trained her to become a witch too.

Human Sacrifice? "Yes Dad, Of Course."

I remember the first time I was going to make a human sacrifice. The Devil sat in the passenger seat in my car when I parked, he said, "You love me?" I replied, "Yes Dad, of course." And he said "there is a guy on the roof that will try to catch you. He will try to steal your money and hurt you, if you love me kill him for me."

So I went on the roof and I lived on the 12th floor of this building I remember, when I got up, I remember that this man was behind the staircase, and this man was 2 meters tall and must have weighed 110 kilos. I was half possessed, I felt a demon returning to me and it was not even me.

So I would drag him to my apartment and cut his throat, because--I had a cauldron that would weigh more than 50 kilos and 9 machetes and knives with which I made my animal sacrifices.

But when I tried to catch the man, he gave me the hands and disappeared, he descended the stairs, the man was like an Olympic runner, he disappeared suddenly. So I did not catch him and kill him, and I was really disappointed to not be able to kill my first human.

Only One Thing Could Save You 

....If I told you I was going to kill you in the next 30 days, people paid me the sum I wondered if I was killing them in 30 days. I did not care who you were, I did not care who you knew, how your name was, you were called Catholic, Christian or believer, I would kill you. Unless you have a real relationship with Jesus Christ.

The woman who lived upstairs from below came to me to tell me that her husband cheated, and asked me to kill the woman he was cheating, throwing him a curse and kill her. She asked me how much it would cost. I told him "I'll talk back with the Devil my father, and I will keep you posted."

Then the woman came back, and the Devil told me what to buy, a coffin-shaped box, 21 black candles, and a photo of the woman to put in the box, to witchcraft and put to death. And in 21 days, she was going to die, after 21 days they would bury her.

So when the woman came back to see me, I told him that it would cost him $10,000 to kill her and she said okay. So I said: "You know what, I know you well. You were nice to me, inviting me to parties with you, give me $7000. I make you a reduction of 30% and I'll kill her, give me $7000."

And when the woman was leaving my apartment, she said, "In fact, she is a Christian." I told her, "I'll kill for free." I told her that I did not need the money and I'll kill for free, I will give a lesson to the Christians they will learn! "I do not want your money, I'll kill her free!" So I did the ritual voodoo, witchcraft ritual, 21 days have passed and the woman is not dead, 1 month has passed and the woman is not dead. I say, "Wow, what happens, my reputation is going to suffer."

"The God We Serve Said To Leave Her Alone."

So I called the Devil and demons, I stepped up the witchcraft, I doubled witchcraft that she die during the night, and nothing happened, nothing at all. I was at home the night the Devil came, I felt his presence invade the room. And he said: "We have to abort your plan to kill this woman." And I asked him, "Why give up? My reputation is at stake, I am a witch, and if I do not kill, that woman is going to think I have no more power." And the Devil said: "You do not understand, the God we serve said to leave her alone. He said: "Do not touch!" I asked who is this God and he said: "The God we serve."

I was very angry and I said to continue for 1 week and to kill. But the devil still told me: "No, God said to leave her alone." With the witchcraft I did this woman, she should have died in less than 21 days….

Idol Statues Exist So People Can Relate

And this is how it works, the statues here are worthless, but the devil is behind them. So for me to identify myself, the statue must be made because I can not identify with a spirit. I cannot identify with the spirit because we have nothing in common. I'm human and spirit is immortal, spirit is a demonic spirit, I cannot forge ties. So in order to do so, you need the statue in the middle, so I identify myself, as it has a human form, it looks like a human being. There is a story behind the person that represents the statue so I can identify myself, and the devil comes through the statue, you know? Same with those. And then they give names (demons), and birthdays.

Native Americans are beings trapped by demonic forces, by occult forces. These are traps for the Indians. But these statues are used as a cover for their evil practices, their demonic religion.

There is nothing here that is holy, the only thing that is sacred here is where I stand.

False Prayers

...They make you believe that you pray to God, you know I used this book of selected prayers. They make you believe that you pray to God, but these prayers have nothing pious. There is nothing in the Bible here, it does not speak of the Bible, of the crucifixion.

Spells Of Every Kind 

There was a book in New York, America, I was the third person to get hold of it. There were symbols above, various demons, different principalities, and different ways to kill people using witchcraft.

And no one had a copy of this book, you could not have a copy of this book unless the Devil allows. And I was the third person to receive the book, I used the symbols of this book through witchcraft, to lose his head to people, to send people on the diseases that come from nowhere. I sent spells on people to get leprosy, cancer. I was using witchcraft on people to drive them to despair, to abort the women.

I sent people in surgery while they did not even have to go, I was doing witchcraft on people to make them mad. I put their minds to bipolarity, schizophrenia, sick minds, suicide minds. I was up all night praying and talking to the Devil. While during this time, Christians can not even go to church for 1 hour, while Christians can not even pray for 1 hour.

"The Spiritual World Is More Real"

The spiritual world is more real than the visible world and we do not see, and anything that is not covered by Christ is an easy target to shoot.

As atheists, I could easily shoot them, they were easy to destroy, Jehovah's Witnesses were easy to destroy. Mormons also were easy to destroy. People who say they do not believe in the Devil were easily destroyed because they were looking for any spiritual help.

I remember once Nicky Cruz came. The group of Nicky Cruz came in my neighborhood they called "truce.” They made a stop by car, were singing praises, preach the Word and then went to another area to do the same. And I started to attack the group, wanting to put them out of harm's way. And they were kids, they were 18,17,16, 20 years. I want to say, and I say "But how dare they play that horrible music in my neighborhood. They call this music praise, this disgusting music. They play in my neighborhood, I will destroy these boys."

When I got to where they were, there was a wall of fire around them, I could not get in to harm them. There was something that pushed me, every time I tried to launch their demonic forces on them, something to me rejected. And I was unable to reach these kids. And I thought that there was something here that was not normal. So I went up, I left them alone and I told myself: "Okay, they won the first round."

So inevitably there are spirits here watching us. Yes of course, of course that we observe. Okay, we are protected. We are protected by the blood brother. There is nothing like the blood of Jesus, Amen! They know they can not touch us, they see what we have, was a protective barrier around us. We can walk in this place, could expel demons of this place, could destroy this place the name of Jesus and there is nothing the Devil can do. and there is nothing the Devil can do.

Drunk With Women, Money & Power

I had lots of money, nice cars, beautiful women, I had everything, I lived in the world. My neighborhood was terrified of who I was, they said, "Bother him and your family will die. You bother this guy and he will not need a gun, he'll kill your family during his sleep."

My father was amazing, he gave me powers beyond what I could imagine. He gave me power and people were afraid of me, the police feared me security in my neighborhood feared me. People called me "son of the Devil."

Superficial Religion

I put Christians on their knees, preventing them from praying as they were without power.

It was not because their God was not Almighty, understand me well. Their God is Almighty, but the ship was low. The ship had no prayer life, prayer was not accompanied by fasting, and they had no relationship with God. There was a form of godliness in the person, but no power, the person was low, the person did nothing. She had a Bible, a nice suit, nice clothes, but there was no connection with Jesus Christ. Because, he was out of His will, out of His promises, and it was out of the plan that God had for him.

And then I wanted you, I had you, I was breaking you, I cast you of witchcraft, I continued to do that to Christians in number, to families, to churches, I had after all that could represent the cross of Jesus Christ.

Buying What They Could Get For Free 

...And they spend $100 or $200 to buy all these things, they ruin themselves and have not even enough with public assistance but still have enough to buy all that garbage. Also because they think that their life will become better, that their lives will improve, they will do some progress, they believe they will break family curses, rituals, curses coming from voodoo, they believe they will break all that when God said, "Come and I will do for free. Just give me your life and I will make you free." But they do not want is too difficult for them, it's too complicated for them. But they can go to places like this and spend $200 -- because they think that their lives will be free and they will live in abundance.

Demons Are Everywhere 

I had a contract with the principality that controls Haiti, his name is Caldero. I had a contract with the Miami demons and devils in Africa, I also had contracts with the devils here in New York, the principality that controls Times Square, here at 42nd street. The principality that controls Times Square 42nd Street is not the same as that trying to control the area.

No Conscience 

I had no conscience. I remember doing witchcraft on my brother and having put in prison for 5 years my brother, my flesh and blood! I made witchcraft to put him in jail for 5 years. My other brother who was also a sorcerer came to me once angry, and a demon assaulted him. He ran out of the house because he could not stand the pain in his stomach. And my mother could not bear to see this.

"Better Organized Than The Church"

I made so many rituals on my body, the last ritual that I have done, not only had I sold my soul to the Devil but I made a ceremony where I had to drink animal blood with gunpowder. It was called "Sansi" is a Haitian ceremony and French, you do the ceremony with a demon and when I go to the people to eat, they can not do witchcraft on food.

I made all the ceremonies that you can do. I went to the satanic churches, and every year we had a meeting, a secret meeting. All witches and wizards coming to this meeting, principality to decide which would be invoked to control the region. We were better organized than the Church, the kingdom of darkness was better organized the Church of Jesus Christ.

We knew to ceremonies and prepare things for next year before the year is over. While Christians can not come to church and pray for 1 hour, while Christians can not have an ongoing relationship with God.

The Devil Takes His Toll 

I took a year off of witchcraft and the devil punished me and made me blind for 1 year, I was completely blind for 1 year. I was registered with the association for the blind, I was totally blind. I was trained to use a guide dog, I was trained to use one of these sticks you use to walk down the street. my mother took care of me for 1 year. My vision went black and a gray mist came before me, I was blind. And when I have my life back to the Devil after 7 surgeries, Satan gave me sight. and I could see again. That was my punishment for taking a year off.

The Devil said, "You want a year off I give you one.” And he took my sight. And this is the world in which I lived, if you do not obey the devil, he killed you and kill your family. There was a reign of terror so you do not leave this religion. You could not leave Santeria or Palo or Spiritualism. The doctors could not explain how I had lost my sight.

Meanwhile when Christians behave badly and they sin, the only thing they will find their way home is grace and forgiveness. When you sin with the Devil and you're doing something he does not like, he kills a family member.

I remember the Devil warning this woman saying, "You can not stay with that person!" and she did not notice because she was in love. A demon possessed a homeless person on the street, he took a hammer hit him 17 times on the head and he is killed.

God Pays A Visit 

One day I was sitting at home, it was amazing. I had been at the nightclub last night. I sat and watched a silly TV show, The Jerry Springer Show where people hit each other, and I was enjoying it, I laughed. For the first time I heard a voice saying: "Son, I am soon to arrive, what will you do with your life?"

An audible voice had crossed the room, and I thought it was the TV that spoke to me. And then I saw that it could not be the TV, these people were beating each other. That voice--I knew the voice of the Devil, I spoke as I speak to you today. He took human form and entered the room sometimes, its presence entered the room and the atmosphere changed. I knew then that he was there with me, he was talking to my conscience, I answered and we talked all night. I knew it, I knew like you know the back of your head.

I knew all the demons, all the principalities who controlled everything in America, in Canada. All the principalities, who controlled the occult, wicca, witchcraft, New Age, the Buddhism, Islam, Santeria, Spiritualism, I knew all these principalities and I had a contract with them. I had direct access to all the principalities, the demons on earth, the Devil, Jezebel. I knew the demons that I do not even tell you the name because you would not know who they are. I knew them all by name.

But that voice was very different from other voices. When I heard this voice coming from nowhere, it came from the air. The voice. I was shocked and then I saw, I had a vision of the other side of the apartment, the sky was on fire and I saw people running underneath seeking shelter, but there was not.

A Train Ride To Hell

And so I thought "Why is it that I had this vision?" I was completely shocked. I remember going to sleep, I fell into a deep sleep, as if someone had put a veil myself, and I find myself in a lot of people on a train I could not believe I was in, a lot of people on the train. And you cannnot imagine how this train was going so fast, there is nothing as fast on land, and he was going to hell, Jesus took me to hell. And when I arrived in hell, the doors are open. The doors are open is with an indescribable echo and the heat came out of nowhere.

I felt I was going to suffocate because of the heat and I got out of the train.

And the people on the train did not have a face, but you could see the fear on people, you could feel the impact of fear on the train, they were in a place they would never return. And the place was stale! and I say, "I cannot die here, I cannot. It's not for me, I was not born to be there."

I was thinking that.

So I tried to find a tunnel, a tunnel to hell, and then I run into a tunnel to try to find a door, maybe a window, maybe there was a some hand pass by which I could escape and return to reality but there was nothing.

And I remember that as I sank into the tunnels, fear overwhelmed me. I could hear the suffering, darkness surround you with that fear that comes over you. And this fear is something that you cannot even control, you have no control over. It is some-thing that hugs you and will not let you leave. I could not see my hand in front of my eyes.

But I heard screams, I heard screams. Like, have you ever heard children screaming and animals at the same time? The kind of scream that is indescribable. And there was a warmth and a smell as like that of the New York sewers. But I mean worse than that!

Accused of Betrayal 

And while I was in the tunnel, the Devil appeared. He said: "I was your father," he spoke in demonic language. "I was your father, I gave you everything you needed. I took care of you, I blessed you, I protected you. I've killed people for you, I gave you the authority and name in the kingdom of darkness. When people were after you, I destroyed them because I knew you would be the vessel that I was going to use to advance my kingdom on earth. And now you want to leave me? You want to betray me?"

And I then tell him in demonic language: "No, I will not leave you, I'm just confused I do not know what's going on!"

And he answered me: "No, I know you're gonna leave me and expose my religion. You will explain who I am and how I operate in the spiritual world. Because I have taught you things I've never taught anybody else. I trusted you with things that you should know in order to advance my kingdom. Because I wanted to use you in a mighty way.”

And in the confusion, he came to get me. He came to get me to destroy me, and the cross of Jesus Christ appeared. I could not understand how a 1 meter cross, appeared to hell while I was wearing blue shorts and a tee shirt.

I then put it on him and when I put it on him he collapsed like a child. As a child, he collapsed to the floor, as if he had no power. I then took the opportunity to run deeper in the tunnels of hell, hoping that there would be a door.

I, my hope was, I had hope and no hope at the same time. There was no place to say, "I get out of here, this is it, this is the end."

I had this fear that seized me, indescribable. I had never felt such fear, such despair, it was the opposite of paradise. The opposite of happiness, the opposite of peace, darkness and light. It was a torment place, a place of, if I'm here, my family will not know, my daughter will not know. How could they find me? How could they get me?

So when I went deeper into the tunnels of hell, hoping to find a door, a window, a way that I can escape, the devil appeared again and said: "Now we will destroy you."

I answer in demonic language: "I have these marks, these contracts that protect me and I will destroy you."

He said: "You fool, I gave you these brands, with brands I have you. I have you! No one possesses you if not me! And you're going to live or die for me!"

Divine Mercy

And he came to catch me again. I thought, "it's over,” when the cross of Jesus Christ appeared to me in hell. There is no greater love than the cross that appears for a sinner like me in hell. And when David said, "I rest in the grave, he knows I'm here."

Grace and mercy have appeared in hell, grace and mercy knew my address, grace and mercy had a plan for my life. With my unspeakable ways of living, evil, selfish and arrogant I was in hell.

While my fate was settled, Jesus Christ loved me. He said: "I have a plan for you, I love you more than you can imagine." And arrived in hell.

Tormented For Leaving "The Life"

When I woke up and my mind returned to my body, I got up and went and knelt before Jesus Christ. I had $100,000 at home of witchcraft equipment and I threw everything out. I got rid of everything that was related to the world of darkness.

My old companions of Haiti, Cuba, Miami and New York wanted to kill me because I knew too much. "We must destroy him, kill him because he knows too much and it is no longer one of us." And they came to kill me, they did their best.

I was sleeping during the day, to stay awake at night when the demons come to torment me for 30 days. They tortured me for 30 days. They took me by the throat, came out of bed, the room became icy. I was lying in my bed and I felt another person lying next to me, cold as ice. I looked like that and I could feel the presence, it was the devil himself in my bed, during 30 days without respite to torment me. To try to snatch my soul from my body, trying to tear my mind from my body, I was shaking the night like never before. I was screaming and I did not know how to pray, so I said, "Jesus, Jesus, Jesus.”

I said the prayers of a sister that I had heard in the Church, I had heard and prayed. I was trying to assemble these prayers together like a puzzle to fight for my life. And one day, I was in church worshiping, and I asked: "Lord, why do you let all this happen to me?" And one day God told me, "I wanted to see how much you love me. I wanted to see how much you trust me."

Reform of a Former Sinner

Never again I have been tormented by the Devil. And I became an evangelist for Jesus Christ. Fourteen years serving the Lord and I would not trade it for the world. On Hallelujah Boulevard, there is a house for John Ramirez and one day they will say, welcome home, well done faithful servant. And I tell you there is nothing, I'm not talking about Christianity, I speak of a relationship with Jesus Christ. He is my Lord. It is my beginning and my end. No weapon formed against me shall prosper. I will die when Jesus will say I went home. Not because of a wizard, not because of somebody. Not because of the voodoo, an incantation, a spell. None of that can separate me from the love of God. $100,000 of witchcraft, have sold my soul, brands here marks here and brands here.

But the biggest brand is here. It is the love that I have for the cross. There is nothing like the cross of Jesus Christ.

"I Changed My Father. And My Father Rules Over The Universe."

And I tell you this, I will finish with this. I was cursed and I became blessed because one who was blessed became cursed for me, and I changed my father. And my father rules over the universe. He loved me more than I could imagine, and this love I can now give my girl.

And my daughter today is a born again Christian, a university graduate, a master's degree in psychology and I know God is going to use a greater way. With the torch that I will convey to him the right this time.

And I know she will do greater things than his father. And before I leave the earth, people will know that John Ramirez was there because he was serving a mighty God. Amen.

Original video published on October 29, 2014

Transcript is available at the original link. English version posted June 27, 2018 by Dr. Dannielle Blumenthal. All opinions are the author's own. Dr. Blumenthal makes no copyright claim to this material, which is shared for educational purposes. The Devil’s Advocate movie poster image is one of multiple similar images located using Google Search.

We Are Living In Surreal Times

The other day—after someone decapitated an animal and dumped it on an employee’s front porch—the media reported that @DHSgov sent out a memo warning its employees to keep a low profile.

We also learned that @PressSec went home after being expelled from a restaurant, but her in-laws did not and the proprietor of the first restaurant organized a protest over there.
Florida’s attorney general was verbally attacked at a movie theater.
@RepMaxineWaters told the public that @POTUS Cabinet should know “no peace,” and then after coming under fire from her own party, said she had meant no harm and was only concerned for the children.
I used to work at @DHSgov and the staff there surely has varying political views but also surely is living in fear and anger at the way that certain domestic terrorists have characterized them as terrorists themselves.
Separately I have been reading about @fema camps especially since someone who lives on a military base told me she saw cots laid out in anticipation of some sort of detention drill. This person fears that @realDonaldTrump @POTUS is first going to round up the illegals, then...
It appears that many people are concerned about things they’re seeing out there, like repurposed Wal-Marts, strange trucks, stories they’ve heard about people disappearing after Hurricane Harvey, big white barges...
Also many people are concerned that the government uses social media to build threat profiles on all of us. And has a list of people ready to round up in case of civil unrest.
Things like backdoors into computers are talked about.
At one point people talked about cryptocurrency as a way to evade the inevitable crash of the dollar...and then Mark Cuban got involved.
I confided to someone that I was worried about all this and also worried about a civil war, like a real civil war with guns and curfews and chaos.
The person responded that their fear of all this was not as high as mine, in fact it’s pretty darned low, because the government is incompetent generally and so will likely be incompetent at rounding everyone up too.
This made me laugh.
Here is the surreal thing about the times we live in. They are at once astoundingly frightening and completely stupid.
If you read the 2 recent entries at my blog about Ben Szemkus meeting James Alefantis, Eric Schneiderman, Huma Abedin, Anthony Weiner, Stormy Daniels and Nancy Salzman at a #2007 #NXIVM mixer, you’ll see what I mean. (dannielleblumenthal.com).
We are talking about a group where the leader was indicted for horrible horrific things.

But Szemkus describes him as a “nerd.” Abedin is “mousy.” Weiner is “sweaty.” Salzman is a “dirty hippie.”

The snuff film seems “fake” and the event is “boring.”
Maybe it’s the banality of evil, I don’t know.
I don’t think @realDonaldTrump is perfect.
I don’t idolize #QAnon.
I don’t care if people are gay or lesbian or transgender or anything they want to be.
What I want is for life to return to normal.
I want to wake up and get on Twitter and to paraphrase someone else — find that the world is NOT CRAZY anymore.
Wish me luck with that.

Originally posted on June 26, 2018. Copyright by Dr. Dannielle Blumenthal. All opinions are the author's own. This post is hereby released into the public domain. Creative Commons photo via Pixabay.

Federal Communication, A National Security Imperative

Someone is trying to provoke a civil war, "soft" or otherwise, in the United States. Rep. Steve King recently stated as much and his comments received wide coverage. Certainly the insanely provocative actions of anti-Administration protesters lend credence to the theory. In just the past week or so:
Warning that "This Is Just The Beginning," Hamilton Nolan, who writes for the same publication that gave out Miller's personal phone number to the public, stated:
"Do you think that being asked to leave a restaurant, or having your meal interrupted, or being called by the public is bad? My fascism-enabling friends, this is only the beginning."
Sadly it has become fashionable in some quarters (where they don't actually know what living under a dictatorship is like) to call President Trump a "fascist" and and to target anyone who supports him as evil, as ad man Donny Deutsch recently did, stating: "If you vote for Trump you are ripping children from parents' arms."

All this yelling obscures the pesky facts: Obama himself has argued against open borders, stating that undocumented immigrants must be kept out of the country; parents and children could easily stay together by not trying to illegally enter (note: this post is not about immigration policy, but rather the need for communication about policy; this particular one has been changed); the vast majority of children are coming here absent a parent, and human smuggling is a cash crop that depends on a porous southern border to exist.

Which leads to a question: Why isn't President Trump actually explaining any of this?

Some might argue that the government is doing the best it can, but that the media is hopelessly biased for political reasons. After all, the President, his Cabinet members and his representatives are all speaking out and the media is getting to see detention facilities (which were the same under President Obama, tinfoil blankets and all) for themselves.

However, from where I sit as a longtime Federal communicator (note: I speak only for myself here; I don't work for DHS anymore; all opinions are my own) I believe there is much, much more that can be done to allay the concerns of the American public.

For one thing, the government does not seem to be listening to what people have to say -- only reacting. It is not the case that everyone who expresses concern over the plight of detained children is somehow politically motivated; far from it. In fact, Americans are a good and caring people.

Good Americans worry not only about how desperate children are faring, but also about how the government seems to constantly run roughshod over opposing points of view. They worry that "first they came for them," and if the Administration can simply do whatever it wants to these people who cannot fight back, what will happen to other people who are also deemed "undesirable?"

In its communication with the public, the Trump administration is neglecting all that. The feeling seems to be that if you listen to people's feelings carefully, and repeat back to them what their concerns are, that you are somehow validating whatever it is that they have to say.

But this is not the case.

There is another issue as well. And that is that in any organized system of administering to people's needs, mistakes will be made and abuses will occur. It's not necessary to lay out all the potential examples here, only to state the obvious: S--t happens. But the government's approach, and this is not limited to the Trump administration, is generally to try and keep things quiet as much as possible, to avoid being on the cover of The Washington Post, to avoid stirring up a hornet's nest.

Now possibly this is because "you can't imagine how deep this thing goes," and there are so many secrets that admitting even one would upset the apple cart. But my feeling is that the nature of bureaucracy itself is to preserve the bureaucracy, and to therefore err on the side of silent burrowing in, thinking that the stubbornness itself is a kind of stability.

In an environment where communication is not flowing normally and freely, where the lawyers take charge of most everything you say, and where your posture is defensive -- let's face it the public will not have a lot of confidence in you. Unless that confidence takes the form of "blind faith," because they trust you, even though they may not know all the details.

As a former co-chair of the Federal Communicators Network and a longtime member of this group, I have urged over and over again that the government simply adopt a set of quality standards for communication that promote accountability and transparency.

Nobody is saying that the government has to bend over backwards to satisfy trolls. But something significant has to change, and change now. And there are easily thousands of people in the Federal government who can be relied upon to thoughtfully and creatively explain to the American public, using words and photos and videos, tours and open forums, what the heck is going on at immigrant detention facilities.

This leads us to the next issue, which has to do with Federal communicators who work for the Administration but disagree vociferously with its policies -- which is their absolute right. At the end of the day, as someone once said to me, "If you take the king's coin you must do the king's bidding."

At work, on government time and property, if it's your job to make the case for how immigrants are being treated, then you are obligated to do that, as instructed by your chain of command. If you have concerns about the way your agency is operating, there are processes in place to raise those up the chain of command, both informally and formally, up to and including whistleblowing.

Proper Federal communication is absolutely a national security issue, and if we don't get this under control soon we will absolutely find that words turn into something much more dangerous, God forbid.
Copyright 2018 by Dr. Dannielle Blumenthal. All opinions are the author's own. This post is hereby released into the public domain. Creative Commons Photo via Pixabay.

It’s Not A Mitzvah To Look Disgusting

Like many of you, perhaps, I have about five thousand pairs of black pants complemented (not complimented, because they’re all sort of baggy and gross) by pretty fair number of shapeless black skirts.

When I wear the the baggy pants, my husband sometimes calls me “Reb Dovid” because he says I am dressing like my great-grandfather, a”h, who was a rabbi and who dressed very simply, in the Lithuanian style, because he was always learning Torah.

Reb Dovid. for the record, was Rabbi David Garfinkel and he was my favorite ancestor who I never met. This is principally because he was so humble and thoughtful about other people. A famous story about him is the time on Shabbos when the non-Jewish maid spilled the Shabbos wine and he knocked over a cup also to spare her shame.

The second thing I love about my great-grandfather is his classic statement: “Just don’t make the world worse.” In a world where everyone wants to be a super-wealthy, super-influential, world-saving superstar by the age of 15, his dry way of keeping expectations low remains apt and also funny.

Anyway that’s a long winded way of saying that I don’t really mind being called “Reb Dovid,” but that I also realize it is not a good idea to dress like a shlep. 

Why is this? For one thing it’s a way of showing that you care about the other people in your life. Getting dressed nicely is a way of showing up for them and being present. That is not “losing yourself,” it is being kind and giving and considerate.

Second and more importantly: I feel like many Jewish people, religious people in particular, find the subject of being physically appealing to be sinful and shameful. (Chabad and Sephardic Jews are the notable exceptions.) Let’s be frank, if you make yourself look disgusting, you are making yourself gross in the eyes of your partner. Is that what HaShem wants?

Third, and this is paramount: Halacha is supposed to be a way of life, not a continual punishment. When you deliberately make yourself look bad on the belief that this enhances your spirituality somehow, like it helps you to focus on other more important things like Torah study, you’re really not getting the point of the study. (In fact you’re being kind of an idiot.)

Those are just some thoughts on tznius. Yes you should be modest and we love you for who you are inside. No you should not use that as an excuse to let yourself go.
Copyright 2018 by Dr. Dannielle (Dossy) Blumenthal. This post is hereby released into the public domain. Opinions are the author’s own. Photo by the author.

Ben Szemkus & James Alefantis Talked Pizza...Literally. Pizza Crust. (Transcript)

In February 2007, Ben Szemkus (pronounced SHEM-kus) went to what he would later describe as a "very weird party." He now thinks it was a recruitment event for #NXIVM. Here he discusses it. “The Tanster” is the interviewer. Ben Szemkus is the interviewee.

T: "You're telling people that you went to a cult mixer in 2007 and there were 3 high-ranking Democrats there who are to my knowledge extremely connected to Hillary Clinton and Keith Raneire, I do not know everything about the subject, but I hear he was run out of Arkansas--I hear he's *from* New York. So the question there, is for how long has Keith Raneire been doing nice things for Hillary Clinton? And what are those nice things?"

BS: “ Well I remember that dude from the, uh, there used to be those stupid, what was it like, uh, not factory direct but there was these dumb commercials back in the 80s—that I remember, like the USA channel real late at night that I remember, uh, but you could see him on these commercials, this geeky kid with glasses, this old man that was there,and it was like this really weird thing. I don’t know if you’ve seen those commercials but—“

T: “No.”

BS: “I was would always be like who the hell is this guy, like who’s this geeky nerdy dude?”

T: “Wait.”

BS: “I don’t know it just seemed weird to me and then to see that this guy is like a leader of a sex cult it just seems even, just preposterous to think about because the guy, you know, I don’t know, I like, it just — it’s just—the whole weird. It’s just weird.”

T: “I also think it’s very weird. But we need to find out why really creepy things connect to Hillary Clinton all the time.”

BS: “Yeh.”

T: “I’d like to — I’d like to know why. And when we go everywhere, saying you guys are probably pretty interested in this, this is in court right now, is it not? Right? They’re looking into this. They want to solve this-this problem, that there’s this sex cult that brands women, trafficks kids, and then—I feel like they just want to keep the politicians out of it.”

BS: “Sure. Well, that’s the other thing is they don’t want any outsiders as well because I think they might just have all the actors that they need.”

T: “That’s what I think.”

BS: “And then you know on top of that I mean I’ve called the New York DOJ, I’ve called Washington, I’ve tried to contact Jeff Sessions.”

T: “Mm-hmm.”

BS: “All these people, I don’t get any words back or anything like that you know, I don’t even know if they put eyes on the situation.”

T: “Other people really react to that. Some love it some hate it. And I am regularly dealing with people who just, like, you know, hate me. I understand, I’m telling the truth, it’s very upsetting, you know, I get it. But sometimes it’s like whoa, what did I do, calm down.”

T: “I feel like the #NXIVM mixer is so important. Like, if this were a novel, cause to me this isn’t journalism, this is like art. So if this were a novel, like the book would start at the #NXIVM mixer, it would end at the #NXIVM mixer, you know like everything is about the #NXIVM mixer. Because I think it means something. Because they’re trying to prosecute, I guess, ‘cause I don’t believe the news. They’re trying to like, have Allison Mack go to jail, and Keith Raniere go to jail, and then leave Hillary Clinton nice, wide and free, and—all her friends, so they can keep going to Comet Pizza, or go to the art gallery, where they give them $100,000 for a little-little pizza, with Marina Abramovic, you know? I just feel like what’s screaming here is that the government is eating children. And I’m not even sure, I don’t know if they’re vampires. Okay? I have not ruled that out. Okay? Because I was a celebrity photographer, I was in the atmosphere. Okay? Those are not normal people there.”

BS: “Right.”

T: “I’m telling you, you know, you have—I’m not gonna speak about your experiences, but whenever I went to a Getty Images celebrity event, I knew everybody would be a psychopath. You know, tiny little exceptions. And, um, very quickly I was like, I have to get drunk if I’m going to get through this. Because these people are insane and they are evil and I’ve already told you that. It’s like, this is a media party. This is supposed to be amazing. Supposed to be fun, somewhere in the Hamptons. And it was the worst — this is just the worst people. (laughs) So I got to the point where I was just like I love this job it’s exciting it’s thrilling it’s challenging, my stuff is in magazines but I hate these people. (laughs)”

BS: “Yeah. You’re obviously propping up these people, your propping them up in a lot of ways. Yeah, it’s interesting—“

T: “I didn’t feel good about that.” (Short pause) “You just strike me as somebody who really wants to tell the truth. So I completely take it at face value. I have listened to your story about the #NXIVM mixer—I’ve corroborated it. It checks out as far as I’m concerned. So I really do want to show people that what you’re saying is the truth. The way you are interacting with my project is saying something very big about you. Everybody is having this like totally different reaction. So I’m suggesting that what you are saying is true. That since you’re like standing your ground and being you a lot of people are going to react to that by exposing themselves. You’re saying a week before your birthday, and your birthday is February 16.”

BS: “Yeah.”

T: “Okay so let me just say that there was a, your two friends, your girlfriend and your friend, brought you to a mixer in February 2007 in the greater Yale area. You showed up—“

BS: “Well that’s the thing because it was in Hampton, & Hamptons is next to New Haven, you know, so it is right next door, so I would say it would probably be like the greater New Haven area because Yale is a small area. If Yale wasn’t there in New Haven would be a complete ghetto because when you go on the outskirts of Yale it’s a bad city it’s a bad ass it’s no joke. When you’re around Yale it’s like you’re under this cloud of protection all the time. I think that’s the only reason New Haven house the police force is because Yale is there.”

T: “Okay, fair enough. So you found yourself one evening in February 2007 in a two bedroom apartment, kind of a nice apartment, now what was the — OK so just so I can say for anyone listening— This party seem to be a recruitment party for rich Yale girls. You didn’t seem to be terribly welcome there because you weren’t a rich Yale girl, and while you were smoking on the deck, Stormy Daniels showed up with her big Black bodyguard. Really nervous. Later Eric Schneiderman, the disgraced New York Attorney General showed, Eric Schneiderman, and then Anthony Weiner and Huna Abedin showed up. And they all, from the sense I get from your stories, it feels like they were staff or something, working with them to recruit Yale girls.”

BS: “Yeah. Yeah. They were definitely, you had mentioned the word ‘harvest’ before, it was like they were just trying to harvest rich kids.”

T: “Why would New York politicians (be in) in the greater New Haven area, part of an organization trying to harvest girls from Yale? I mean we could go over a lot, you know, and talk about what Eric Schneiderman was wearing, what time he came, what time he left. You have an amazing memory for details. I really do want to hear about this mixer.”

BS: “I think I have Asperger’s.”

T: “You probably have something. Because your details— they think you’re crazy because it never happened and then they think you’re crazy cause it’s too many details. (laughs) Okay?”

BS: “I get it. I get it.”

T: “So either way. But your details are amazing. I like the details.”

BS: “When it comes to the crux of it and the way that I had written out that whole thing it does read like fan fiction.”

T: “It does.”

BS: “But the way that I wrote that thing, I was trying to cover all the avenues, my thought processes and how it all came up. And I basically wrote it in a manner that if someone were to read it, it would eliminate them trying to re-ask questions that have already been gone over with the write up. There is a couple of guests that I’ve been leaving out of the whole thing—“

T: “Your friends?”

BS: “No.”

T: “Okay so there was other people there--”

BS: “Yeah. Like I said, I got this whole experience I’m trying to tell people and nobody’s approaching me, and I got a golden nugget of what everyone really really wants to hear.”

T: “So you’re holding back on us.”

BS: “A little bit.”

T: “Okay (laughs). That’s very interesting. Okay. Whatever you, however you want to do it. Alright.”

BS: “That’s the thing cause this is like the bonus--I haven’t really written any of this stuff down but I sorta have a reason for that, because if no one’s approaching me on this stuff that I already have, well adding stuff to it, they’re just going to say you’re just trying to get attention or something like that. Um, I sorta have a reason for that. The other people that were at that party was, I looked at pictures of these people, I started looking at pictures of all these NXIVM (crew?) and stuff like that and people who were affiliates and like I said, the Bronfman girls were there, Claire and Sarah. I thought, when I first saw them, they were dirty Yale hippies. I thought they were just some rich chicks who, you know, (were) overly feminized and didn't give a crap about any dudes in the room or anything like that.”

T: “Okay.”

BS: “Nancy Salzman was there. She was mixing drinks she was like a den mother. Talked with her for a split second cuz I thought she was like, in the back of my head I'm like, who's the - who invited this librarian here? This mean librarian.”

T: “Mm-hmm.”

BS: “And then the other person I spoke with was James Alefantis.”

T: “Nooooo.”

BS: “Yeah.”

T: “No. Really.”

BS: “And that was the one where, when I started looking at pictures of that guy, I'm like yeah, that guy was there. And as a matter of fact we talked about guess what, pizza.”

T: “Can you share the nature of your discussion with James Alefantis about pizza?”

BS: “So when he introduced himself to me he said, ‘I'm James, I own a pizza place down in DC.’ Me being I've worked in kitchens I've done culinary stuff for about 20 plus, almost 20 years, I'd say pretty close to 20 years, and so I've had experience working in pizzerias, things like that. The discussion I think I was talking about East Coast pizza versus West Coast pizza and how West Coast pizza sucks because I think it's all about mineralization. I think it's about the pH of the water because on the East Coast we have a lot of like, hard rocks and things like that, so like the rain water that you use is mineralized. But on the West Coast you don't have a lot of those craggy rocks and things like that, and so there's a kind of a different mineralization of the water, it affects the pH I think. Like when you’re rising dough and using yeast and stuff like that, I think you get a different texture to the crust. His recommendation--”

T: (laughs)

BS: “--was that when you bake the dough, when you mix it all up, was that you add soda water instead of regular water and it makes the crust crispy.”

T: (laughs) “You cannot make this up. You cannot make this up. Now that’s a scoop.”

BS: “Both the Bronfman girls are wearing these really oversized, like Triple X, Hanes white T-shirts.”

T: Okay.

BS: “Really big T-shirts. Um, Nancy Salzman was wearing a T-shirt, she had her sleeves rolled up and then it was tied off at one side -- she had a bunch of bartender girls with her, it looked like she had gone around the local New Haven area and (scrapped?) a bunch of bartenders from the area, it was like -- something like that, maybe hired them on, something like that. But it was like pretty girls, you could tell they had that kind of bravado of being a bartender, and then Alefantis was wearing a tight white T-shirt, and he had one of those little bead necklaces on. And there’s something about white T-shirts, I don’t know.”

T: “So there’s lots of oversized white T-shirts at this party.”

BS: “(Alefantis) was not oversized, he had a tight white T-shirt on, (but) the Bronfman girls they looked like they were wearing Triple X white T-shirts.”

T: “Okay, so the Bronfman sisters, Nancy Salzman and James Alefantis are all wearing white T-shirts.”

BS: “Yeah.”

T: “Who else? Anybody else wearing white T-shirts?”

BS: “No. And I wonder about that because if you look at some of these ritualistic pictures that they have, like, white is within their ritualism, it’s like an initiation thing. And then the other side of that, it’s like - Nancy Salzman seemed like she was a den mother. I almost wonder if she was like maybe some kind of au pair for Alefantis and the Bronfman girls. I wonder how far back their whole relationship is, because I’ve heard that Alefantis is probably a Rothschild. So you wonder if all these people have been hanging out all their lives, you know, this is like some kind of just weird stupid thing that they do just to play with people or whatever, I don’t know.”

T: “Uh, you mean, recruit girls from Yale?”

BS: “Yeah.”

T: “Yeah. Let’s just do a sex cult. Let’s get some really rich girls from Yale.”

BS: “Yeah. I mean - Yale is full. You have some people who are there off of a scholarship. I get it. But a lot of girls there, they have these CEO dads, or judges as grandfathers, they’re people of influence.”

T: “Of course.”

BS: “They have influence over communities and they don’t realize it cause they’re just kids of these people who have influence. But they still have that influence. And I think that that was part of their target, was that you find these girls and stuff like that, who have these CEO dads or have people who - you can milk money off of someone somehow, or tap into their emails and try to figure out some kind of information or whatever.”

T: “Yeah, I mean they were always looking for money. No question about that.”

BS: “But I remember talking to that dude, he had the gap tooth, and that pictures of him, and it’s like yes, that dude was there.”

T: “James Alefantis. He’s like a hipster, is he?”

BS: “He was Mr. Cool Gay Guy, yeah.”

T: (laughs) “That’s my definition. I learned yesterday that NXIVM gave Hillary Clinton $30,000 in 2008 for her -- “

BS: “That’s what they reported. I bet it was probably more.”

T: “You know, again, I don’t know what to believe, but there’s a lot of talk of NXIVM delivering money in 2007, 2008 to Hillary Clinton. So that crowd was very very, very much I think under Hillary Clinton, or the character (laughs). I don’t know. I don’t know what’s real. But um - alright, so Hillary Clinton was like a silent presence in the room, in a way, cause those were her cohorts.”

BS: “Pretty much. I guess. I don’t know what Salzman’s connection with Hillary is. And with the Bronfmans, I don’t know what their connection with anyone is, really.”

T: “But you know Huma, Huma’s like - I read -- “

BS: “She was definitely there. She definitely connected.”

T: “I’m very curious about her. I know you only met her, but Huma supposedly at their wedding in 2010, Hillary said, this is the daughter this is my second daughter here, Huma.”

The video ends here. A second video in which Ben Szemkus simply talks to the camera about his attendance at the NXIVM event is posted here.
Transcribed by Dr. Dannielle (Dossy) Blumenthal. All opinions are the author's own. This post is hereby released into the public domain. Creative Commons photo via Pixabay.

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