With heartfelt thanks to everyone who has befriended and supported me over the years, it is with no sadness nor regret that I say that I will no longer be involved in any kind of public speaking. This includes podcasting, radio appearances, lectures, officiating weddings, and every other form of public speaking. I will also not be attending any public events or forums. This is mostly due to the health issues that will be discussed below, but it is also due to the fact that I believe I have said everything I need to say in public and anything else that I need to say should be done privately or anonymously, which will also be discussed below.
I’m very honored that people still invite me, but I can imagine no enticement, event, nor circumstances that would tempt me to make an exception to the above statement. I have discussed this extensively with my family and closest friends and we are in agreement that this is by far my best course of action.
My Abrupt Departure from Freedom Feens Radio
The timing of my departure from the nationally syndicated radio talk show, The Freedom Feens, was entirely driven by health issues and my desire to spend as much of my remaining free time as possible with my family. As discussed below, my ability to maintain a verbal conversation has drastically and suddenly deteriorated and is at the heart of the reason for my retirement from the public. However I would like to thank Michael Dean and all of the Feens co-hosts and Feen fans world-wide for the wonderful time I had as a Feen.
I would also like to thank Michael Dean for his ongoing efforts in editing and rebroadcasting the archived Bad Quaker Podcasts on the Freedom Feens radio show. For more on that topic follow THIS LINK to the Freedom Feens and learn more.
Additionally I would like to thank the admins at Art of Not Being Governed for their archive of the Bad Quaker podcasts. (Follow THIS LINK for the Bad Quaker archive)
Having sustained in excess of 35 concussions over my lifetime, my health began to rapidly deteriorate in 2002. After almost two years of extensive, painful, and expensive testing, physicians determined that I was suffering from Repetitive Head Injury Syndrome resulting in the early stages of Dementia Pugilistica. With time, and further testing, it was discovered that I responded well to a drug regiment consistent with the treatment of Parkinson’s Disease. This course of treatment focused on controlling outward symptoms such as muscle rigidity, uncontrolled muscle movements, and rhythmic tremors. I continue on this course of treatment today as it remains effective. However the other symptoms of Dementia Pugilistica such as loss of balance, REM sleep behavior disorder, sudden temporary disorientation, memory loss, and visual olfactory and auditory hallucinations were not successfully treated by drugs or doctors.
Since 2005 I have used light exercise and extensive reading as my treatment of Dementia Pugilistica and found it a far more effective method than anything my physicians had prescribed. By 2011 my balance had mostly returned, hallucinations had ceased, and my memory had improved dramatically. By 2013 I no longer needed a cane to safely walk without falling.
Unfortunately in mid-2015 my condition suddenly and without warning, took a negative turn. It was at that time my diagnosis shifted to include Lewy Body Dementia relating to the existing diagnosis of Dementia Pugilistica. In conjunction with the advice of my family and closest friends, I chose to end all public speaking.
There is little doubt that my overall condition will continue to deteriorate. It is impossible to predict the speed or progress of that deterioration. Over the past thirteen years we have seen my condition worsen, improve, and worsen again. Repetitive Head Injury Syndrome and the complications that come with it don’t follow predictable patterns of recovery or deterioration.
Well Wishers, Medical Professionals, Miracle Concoctions, and Magic Potion Pushers
Thank you. I deeply appreciate the intent, but please keep them to yourself.
I will not “get well soon.” In all likelihood, I will get worse until I die. And I am perfectly fine with that. I have never feared death and I have done little to avoid it. Telling me to “keep your chin up” will not change the orientation of my jaw line. I have lived an amazing life and enjoyed it far more than a normal person should. I have earned every concussion I have received and I deserved far worse than I got.
I have no interest in new drugs, more doctors, miracle cures, amazing treatments, psychic surgery, or the latest development in hemp infused garlic oil colonic hydrotherapy.
At some point in the future I will very likely be unable to decide my own course of treatment. For that reason I want to make it clear now, while I have my mind and the ability to express myself: I’m not seeking a cure and when the time comes I don’t want to be resuscitated.
Fanfare and Goodbye Ceremonies
Thank you but no thank you.
When the music is over, turn out the lights. Nothing more is needed. Funerals are morbid and stupid.
Future Involvement In The Push Toward Freedom
If you have my phone number or my email address, I am still healthy enough for private conversations. Please feel free to contact me. If you choose to call me, earlier in the day is usually better than later in the day, as I typically become less coherent the closer it gets to sunset.
Currently I can still write articles. If I choose to write articles, I will mostly do so anonymously and will mostly find alternative methods of publication, such as the darknet. I have already taken some steps to make this happen.
A thought to ponder:
I view the State as the embodiment of evil. I have quietly resisted or openly fought the State for over 45 years. Even when employed by government contractors I utilized subversive and seditious means to counteract whatever services I rendered government.
The State is the product of a theistic belief system that legitimizes government aggression. When we stop thinking of, and believing in, the State – it dies.
At some time in the future, as my mind slips away, I will forget the State exists. What better ending could I realistically hope for? Ultimately I will win.
Once again, I want to thank my family and closest friends for their input on this letter and for their assistance in this process.
Formerly The Bad Quaker, now just a simple man wandering a world of increasing madness.