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“One man operating alone on faith can accomplish what trained armies cannot do.”–Henry Miller, AN OPEN LETTER TO SURREALISTS EVERWHERE.

I remember the thrill I felt as a kid the first time I saw SERGEANT YORK  with Gary Cooper: . I still feel that thrill.

One day when I was 12 years old in Chipman, New Brunswick my friends and I looked up from the little fort we had built on the edge of the school playground to see a mob of several hundred coming towards armed to the teeth with sticks and stones.

“What are we going to do,” someone asked.

“Surround them,” I said.

They looked at me in astonished disbelief. Rightly too as there were only eight of us.

I told four of the guys to stay in the fort, jump up and down, wave their wooden swords and make sure they stayed down so they did not get hurt. I said, “When you see that mob fall in upon itself head for the school steps.”

I took three with me around to the rear. We were very careful so that no one saw us. When we hot there I said, “Pick one person. Run in. Slap them once. Get out. Head for the school steps.”

Each of us did.

“We’ve been attacked from the rear,” the four we slapped shouted. At that the mob fell in upon itself.

About ten minutes later when the bell rang the mob marched into the school to see the eight of us waiting for them with wonderful smiles on our faces.

Yes, the temptation is to feel that we are alone.

We are not.

With us stand the many who down through the ages have stood alone against an overwhelming foe.

As well right here, right now many stand with us including people we are not aware of as Elijah was not aware.

Margaret Meade said, “Never underestimate the power of one person to change the world for the better. All too often that is all that does it.”

Earlier this week I wrote that we do not need super powers and a spandex costume to be a hero. We get that message constantly from TV shows featuring comic book super heroes. Now, I love those shows but that message is wrong.

The only power we need to be a hero is the power that comes from having a backbone.

Too many of us live self defeated lives.

When I was in my teens my high school principal told me, “You have the wrong attitude. If you leave this school today you will starve in two weeks.”

At once I walked out of his office. It was the only way I knew to keep my balls.

Eleanor Roosevelt said, “Great minds discuss ideas. Average minds discuss events. Small minds discuss people.”

The small minds have always been and always will be in the majority. Their adoration is as contemptible as is their hate. The love and hate of the mob is based on emotion not reason. It is that that get demagogues like Hitler into power. Those who pander to such minds are so far down that the hand of God reaching into the mire could not raise them to the depths of degradation.

Reject Jesus as The Messiah if you will. We won’t get a better one.

The Last Judgement in Matthew is the greatest declaration ever uttered. Those who refuse to listen to it are condemned by it. It is not, however, Christ who condemns them. It is their own nature.

Some (many) do what they do out of fear of the wrath of God.

I don’t. I do what I do because I know it is right. I do it for its own sake. I don’t need God (or the idea of God) to do the right thing.

What is the right thing?

It is to help those who need help when I can.

Doing so I see afterwards what is called the hand of God at at work.

When the City of Toronto stopped my in house screenings I spoke to the fellows who ran The Underground Cinema on Spadina just north of Queen. After we had agreed on a date I left to go to Best Buy to get some computer stuff I needed.

No sooner had I stepped on to Spadina than I was struck with a massive craving for Kentucky Fried Chicken. “What’s this?” I thought. Oscar Wilde famously said, “The only way to get rid of a temptation is to yield to it.”

There are many (especially police officers, court attorneys, jailers and judges) who will disagree with that but not one of them has enriched the world through his life and works as did Oscar Wilde. As well, not one of them has paid the price Wilde paid for benefiting the future.

I went to the the KFC at Queen and Portland. I heard a fellow behind me say, “I have two days to move. I have no place to move to.”

I said, “I have room for you.”

He said, “I have cats.”

I said, “I have room for your cats.”

His name is Dante:      .

He was great to live with.

On another occasion while out posting street flyers a voice said to me, “Spare change.”

I looked down into a face filled with rage.

I said, “No, but if you’re looking for a place I have a room.”

On another occasion while out posting flyers I ran into Bobby Naismith, now justly celebrated for his work with Becket’s “KRAPP’S LAST TAPE.”

I have known Bobby since Rochdale. As we walked along I learned he was homeless. That moment he found a home.

On another day a friend asked me to join him for a beer.

I was working. I said, “No time.” Then I thought, “What kind of life are you living if you can’t take time to have a beer with a friend.”

We sat on my front porch in the summer heat. As we did a fellow passing by stopped, placed on obviously heavy bag on the fence corner.

“You look like you could use some water,” I said.

“Could I?” he asked.

I sent him into the kitchen.

We talked. Turned out he was a native carver from the far, far north. For him our August heat was truly murder. He decided to live with me for a while. A piece of his art hangs on the wall.

Yes, many will pass us by.

There are those who say Jesus was not The Messiah.

Those of us who live the life he taught know he is.

Jesus never had a harsh word for anyone except fakes.

By fakes I mean the authorities who with their rules, regulations and fines sucked the life from the people. For these alone he had harsh words (and, boy, are those words harsh).

Not everyone who comes to me without a home gets to stay. All get a break but when their break starts to break me then I send them on.There have been very few, thankfully, of those.

One fellow who wound up living here after coming for a movie tells me, “You are my real father.” (  ).

“You saw me hungry, thirsty, homeless, naked, sick, in prison. You passed me by.” states THE LORD in THE LAST JUDGEMENT.

“When did we that to you?” they ask.

He replies, “When you did it to the least you did it to me.”

For nearly twenty years one man has been telling big lies about myself and others. When he told that lie to the police they had to act. They did right. He did and does wrong.

Jesse Dumanch with his mother. Dumanch was a porn star. He was not made a porn star by a bunch of “dirty older men.” He was made a porn star by his mother.

The file I showed the police when they were here is that of Byron Jesse Marsson Dumache.  According to what I have been able to learn (there is so little in English) his mother lived on an army base. He was abused, raped, used in rituals all with the knowledge of his mother. He was passed around to police officers, politicians, and many influential persons: ,  ,  .

His story demands to be told. Look at that interview. It’s in German which I don’t understand. I do know that this man in his childhood live through a Hell that has left scars on his soul as deep as the Grand Canyon. If that does not matter to you pass on by.

There is a reason Christ chose to be hung with those the judges of this world hung.

He said with his death, “I STAND WITH THOSE WHOM YOU CONDEMN.”

What amazes me is that so many who claim to have him in their hearts miss that mark.

Thankfully, though the Greta Vospers in our midst deny him, Christ does not need an affirmation from anyone. Nor is such an affirmation to be forced. It must come naturally if it is to have any value.

How could I have such a file as I showed the police many might ask.

The real answer is how could I not.

Join me at The Cineforum. It is called the best place on earth in which to see a movie. Lately there have not been a lot of people here so you are pretty much guaranteed room.

The best ask, “When did we help you?”


Because the best do what we do neither out of fear nor a desire to please.

We do it because we are who we are. It comes naturally to us. Most often we do it so our left hand does not see what our right hand has done.

“Why do you have that?” the police asked.

I replied, “Research.”

They said, “We do not accept that.”

I say it is time for them to accept it.

Jesse Marsson as a child was abused, raped, used by police officers, politicians, many important and influential people.

If ever that was a reason to have the right to research this material this is it.

This is about freedom of speech. It is also about the duty to know what we are talking about. That we can only do with research. The only people with something to lose are those forbidding the research.

The real question is not why am I interested in this. The real question is why aren’t you?

As one journalist stated, “Although an in-depth research on this topic is not for the faint hearted, it is not enough just to scratch the surface.”

No, it’d not. We must go straight to the bottom.

–Reg Hartt 2/2/2019.

The Lord Appears to Elijah

And the word of the Lord came to him: “What are you doing here, Elijah?”

10 He replied, “I have been very zealous for the Lord God Almighty. The Israelites have rejected your covenant, torn down your altars, and put your prophets to death with the sword. I am the only one left, and now they are trying to kill me too.”

11 The Lord said, “Go out and stand on the mountain in the presence of the Lord, for the Lord is about to pass by.”

Then a great and powerful wind tore the mountains apart and shattered the rocks before the Lord, but the Lord was not in the wind. After the wind there was an earthquake, but the Lord was not in the earthquake. 12 After the earthquake came a fire, but the Lord was not in the fire. And after the fire came a gentle whisper.13 When Elijah heard it, he pulled his cloak over his face and went out and stood at the mouth of the cave.

Then a voice said to him, “What are you doing here, Elijah?”

14 He replied, “I have been very zealous for the Lord God Almighty. The Israelites have rejected your covenant, torn down your altars, and put your prophets to death with the sword. I am the only one left, and now they are trying to kill me too.”

15 The Lord said to him, “Go back the way you came, and go to the Desert of Damascus. When you get there, anoint Hazael king over Aram. 16 Also, anoint Jehu son of Nimshi king over Israel, and anoint Elisha son of Shaphat from Abel Meholah to succeed you as prophet. 17 Jehu will put to death any who escape the sword of Hazael, and Elisha will put to death any who escape the sword of Jehu.18 Yet I reserve seven thousand in Israel—all whose knees have not bowed down to Baal and whose mouths have not kissed him.”





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