My name is Bruce Tetley. I am a nobody, a middle aged
musician who has never cleared more than $10,000 a year
in this life. Born and raised in Syracuse, N.Y., I moved
to Florida in 1996, then I moved to Maui in November of
2004. I have good reason to believe my life is in danger.
In the past week my bank accounts have been emptied
electronically and my credit cards maxed out. As far as the
banks are concerned, all transactions were legally done and
I have no recourse. In the past year I've had two very omi-
nous, threatening phone calls and two symbolic but no less
threatening "messages". One was a dead rat at the foot of my
bed back in Florida, and the other was a penny, painted red,
at the foot of my bed yesterday. (Not worth a red cent)
Let me begin to explain with some history.
I have not trusted the government of this nation for as
long as I can remember. Actually, it started in 1960 during
the Kennedy-Nixon debates. Even as a 10 year old, I didn't
trust "tricky Dick". When Kennedy was murdered in '63, I
knew something was terribly wrong and wasn't shy about say-
ing so. I read the Warren Report from cover to cover. (It