Hawley is a writer. His books are
highly eclectic. He has written about 16th-century East Asian history,
19th-century Korean-American relations, Olympic sprinting and land
speed racing and a circus elephant named Topsy who was electrocuted in
1903. He lives in Kingston, Ontario.
|THE GREAT DEBATE
May 14, 2013
my latest ant film, "The Great Debate." It's a debate between incumbent
governor Wilmont Squander of the Kumbaya Party and challenger John
Staunch of the Common-Sense Coalition. With this one, I've given the
ants hair and use intro music and sound effects. It's 6 minutes, 25
seconds long--my first feature!
|THE POOP HEAD FOUNDATION
March 27, 2013
My third "ant" film, "The Poop Head Foundation," taking a humorous look
at the leftist crap that is being taught in our schools. I've gotten a
bit more ambitious with the animation, adding a moving mouth and
blinking eyes to Poop Head Foundation founder and CEO Sparky Zong.
|ANT RIGHTS COMMISSION BANS FUNNY LOOKS
March 8, 2013
my second "ant" film. It takes a humorous look at the Human Rights
Commission racket here in Canada, in particular Section 13 of the Human
Rights Act, the so-called "Shut Your Mouth" clause. The beleagued
Moon-TV show host Ezra Twitchy is based on...well, you can probably
figure it out.
I'm getting a little better at making these little movies. Note, for
example, that news anchor Ken Glossy is now wearing a bow tie and
sitting behind a desk. I don't know, but he just might get a hairpiece
|ANT-CAUSED GLOBAL WARMING
March 4, 2013
is a short animated film I've just made, "Ant-Caused Global Warming." I recorded and manipulated the audio (my own voice) using
Audacity; I animated the ants using Pivot Animator; I made the
backgrounds using Photoshop and FotoSketcher; I did the "outside shots"
and end credits in Photo Story 3; and I edited the video together in
Microsoft Movie Maker. It took about three days altogether, which
included the time it took to figure out the Pivot Animator and Movie
Maker software, which I hadn't used before.
|A CURE FOR ACHILLES TENDONITIS?
February 27, 2013
was forced to give up jogging about five years ago due to Achilles
tendonitis. It got to the point where just a walk to the store got me
limping and my tendons were visibly swollen all the time. The
traditional remedies of rest and ice packs didn’t do any good at all.
Neither did getting fitted for custom orthotics. The firm support of
orthotics—which comes with a $500 price tag—felt promising at first,
but after a couple of weeks it became clear that they were only making
the problem worse. So I ditched them.
It was then that I stumbled on a totally different approach to dealing
with Achilles tendon pain. It’s called “heavy load eccentric calf
training,” aka doing negative one-legged calf raises. Here’s how. Stand
on one leg on a stair, your heel projecting off the edge, and lower
yourself down all the way (keeping your leg straight and using ankle
movement only) so that your Achilles tendon is fully stretched. Use
both feet to raise yourself up again on your toe, then go back on one
leg and lower yourself again. Do this 15 times on your right leg, then
15 times on your left. That makes one set. Do three of these sets,
twice a day, every day for 3 months. As your calves get stronger, start
adding weight. You can do this by holding a dumbbell or putting weights
in a knapsack. If you find it hurts, that okay. It’s supposed to hurt, within reason.
Well, I tried it. My calves were pretty sore at first, but I gradually
worked my way up, adding 10 pounds in weight, then 20, then 30, then
50. And my tendons started getting better. It took a while (tendons
heal very slowly), but after a couple months I was noticing a
It’s been five months now since I began doing these exercises and my
Achilles tendons are in better shape than they’ve been in years. I’ve
scaled back and do the exercises only 3 or so times a week now,
incorporating them into my workout at the gym, using a hack machine.
The result? I can walk without feeling any tendon discomfort. I can jog
on the treadmill at the gym (and presumably outside once the weather
warms up). I can even skip rope again, something I haven’t been able to
do in ages.
If you want to find out more, here are a couple videos on Youtube demonstrating the exercises and giving additional tips:
Achilles tendonitis video 1
Achilles tendonitis video 2
|CRAIG BREEDLOVE – ART ARFONS POSTER
February 24, 2013
land speed fans, here’s a poster you might like: Craig Breedlove with
his “Spirit of America” jet car and Art Arfons with his “Green Monster”
posing together on the Bonneville Salt Flats circa 1964:
Breedlove and Arfons never actually posed together on the salt like
this with their land speed machines. This image is a composite I
assembled from four different photos (Breedlove and car; Arfons and
car; mountains in background; sky). The poster is available for
purchase on Zazzle, here. You can also get it on a T-shirt, along with a Wingfoot Express Rocket Car T-shirt.
|THE DEADLIEST HOTEL FIRE IN HISTORY
February 20, 2013
South Korean director Kim Ji-hoon’s latest film, released on December 25, 2012 to brisk ticket sales, is the disaster epic The Tower.
Set in a 120-story luxury skyscraper in Seoul, it’s about the struggle
of building manager Lee (Kim Sang-kyung) to save the people trapped
inside, among them his love interest Ms. Seo (Son Ye-jin), while
firefighter Kang (Sol Kyung-gu) battles the conflagration. If that
sounds similar to the star-studded 1974 film The Towering Inferno
(Paul Newman, Steve McQueen, Faye Dunaway, etc.)—well, that’s because
it is. Director Kim, however, had another, more local, inspiration for
the movie: the fire at the Daeyeongak Hotel in Seoul’s Chungmuro
district on Christmas Day, 1971. It remains the deadliest hotel fire in
21-story Daeyeongak Hotel was built in 1970 to what were even at the
time extremely poor standards. While the building shell was of
inflammable reinforced concrete, the interior was a tinderbox:
wood-partition walls covered with paper; ceilings of plywood sheets
affixed to wood framing; no sprinkler system; inadequate firefighting
equipment. Such slackness was not unusual in Korea at the time. In the
country’s new-found rush to modernize, corners were cut.
fire originated in the hotel coffee shop on December 25, 1971 at 10:00
in the morning, sparked by an exploding LP gas cylinder behind the
counter. The fire instantly engulfed the coffee shop and quickly spread
to the lobby, trapping the 296 hotel guests and workers inside. The
smoke and flames then spread uncontained from floor to floor and room
to room through the wide-open spaces above the drop ceilings.
rushed to the scene but their ladders could only reach the seventh
floor to get people out. More than 100 people were evacuated this way
and by climbing down from on tied-together bed sheets. A handful of
others were airlifted off the roof by a helicopter. For the rest, there
was no escape. One of the most horrific photos from the fire shows a
person leaping from an upper-floor window clinging to a mattress, a
second person leaning out with another mattress, ready to follow.
Daeyeongak Hotel fire burned until 5:30 that afternoon. The final death
toll was 163 killed: 121 victims consumed by the fire and 38 others who
jumped to their deaths.
|THE MILITARY PAST OF SEOUL'S AN-SAN, AKA SADDLEBACK MT.
February 17, 2013
My childhood home in Yonhui-dong, Seoul,
South Korea was at the base
of a hill we called Saddleback
Mountain. Its actual name
is An-san but we didn’t call it that. To the foreigners living around Yonsei University
back the 1960s and early ‘70s, it was Saddleback Mountain
on account of the distinct saddle-shape of its summit ridge.
This summit ridge was clearly visible because Saddleback,
like most mountains around Korean towns and cities back then, was almost
completely denuded of trees. The country was desperately poor and people needed
firewood. Also visible due to the barrenness of the hillside were little
depressions here and there, about halfway up. These were the remains of Korean
I sometimes tagged along with my older brother Jim and his
friends to poke around in those foxholes. We found all sorts of things in them:
cartridges, the rusted base of a mortar, a belt buckle, buttons, and bones
(which I recall carting home to the displeasure of my mother). It was only decades
later, when I returned to Korea to work as an instructor at Yonsei, that I
learned that this area around Saddleback and descending into Yonhui-dong had
been the main line of North Korean defense against US and South Korean forces
as they pushed inland to recapture Seoul following MacArthur’s Incheon landing.
The remains in those foxholes therefore had likely been North Korean.
Saddleback was once again the scene of military action—Cold War
action this time, briefly turned hot—in January 1968. In that month North
Korean leader Kim Il-sung dispatched a 31-man commando squad across the DMZ
with orders to “cut off the head of [South Korean President] Park Chung-hee.”
The commandos, sticking mainly to the mountains as they worked their way south,
made it to within 800 meters of Park’s presidential palace, Chongwadae (the
Blue House), before being discovered. In the days that followed, the mountains north
of Chongwadae, particularly Inwang-san immediately behind, An-san (Saddleback) to
the west and Pukan-san further north, were alive with South Korea troops and
police searching for the infiltrators. They hunted down and killed 29 of them
and captured one. Only one remained unaccounted for. He may have gotten away.
Evidence of Korea’s
violent past in the area around Saddleback is entirely gone now. The hillside,
churned up by cannon and mortar fire in the early 1950s and still pockmarked
with foxholes in the late ‘60s, is now covered with trees, the saddle-shape of
the summit ridge entirely hidden. The depressions of foxholes have completely eroded
away, the war remnants they contained long ago scavenged. On Yonsei University
campus, a smouldering ruin in 1950 littered with the bodies of 150 dead North
Koreans, everything looks new now, prosperous and well-tended. If you look closely,
however, at the Horace Underwood statue in front of Underwood Hall, you can
still see the marks of machine gun fire on the base. Sixty years after
earth-shattering events—less than one lifetime—and this is all that remains.
|COLORIZING B & W PHOTOS: LIZ TAYLOR & "BOOM BOOM" GEOFFRION
February 15, 2013
I've been playing around with Photoshop again. Here's an original B
& W photo of the stunningly beautiful Elizabeth Taylor:
And here it is colorized:
So, I'm thinking about Liz Taylor, and that of
course gets me thinking about the Montreal Canadiens hockey team.
Here's an original B & W photo of Bernie "Boom Boom" Geffrion:
And here it is after I resized it, touched it up and colorized it in Photoshop CS:
A technique I stumbled on lately is to use two layers of color to
give the finished photo a richer look. I did this with Liz Taylor's skin and
lips (for the lips it was one layer of red and then a second layer of deeper red over top)
and with Boom Boom's gloves (a tan layer, then a more orangey layer
over top to give them a nice rich leather look).
|RETIRING MY OLD DELL COMPUTER...AND THE "VACUUM TREATMENT"
February 3, 2013
finally took the plunge and bought a new desktop computer to replace my
old Dell Dimension, purchased in Seoul, Korea in early 2007. I wrote
all the books to my name on that old machine, from The Imjin War to Speed Duel and I Just Ran.
So I was sorry to relegate it to the spare room downstairs.
Unfortunately, the old girl had gotten fractious in the past few years,
in particular the power unit at the back, which would
periodically start making a loud buzzing/whining noise. When it did
that I'd have to turn the computer off and take the vacuum cleaner to
it, holding the vacuum nozzle to the fan at the rear of the tower and
getting that sucker spinning real fast. I got so I could tell that the
problem was fixed by the pitch of the whine from the fan (it needed to
be nice and high, not a low drone) and the length of time it took the
fan to stop spinning after the vacuum was withdrawn (it needed to keep
spinning for a few seconds on it own). If I pulled the noozle away and
the fan ground to a halt right away, then another treatment was needed.
Not a very high-tech solution, but doggone, it worked. It gave me at
last three additonal years of service--kind of like beating an old
horse back its feet after it has collapsed with exhaustion.
So why did I get a new computer? Well, it was all the negative reviews
of Windows 8 that spurred me to action. Windows 8 sounds so user
unfriendly (it doesn't even have the "Start" icon, for pete's sake!)
that I decided I'd better get a new machine with Windows 7 on it while
they were still to be had. Luckily, I was able to get one from Dell. It
cost a bit more, but it was worth it. So now I'm fixed up with a Dell
Inspiron 660 with 6GB of RAM and a 1TB hard drive. Hopefully it'ill
give me years of trouble-free service. But if it doesn't, there's
always the vacuum cleaner...
|OLD SCHOOL SKATING
February 1, 2013
skating conditions on the Litte Cataraqui Creek in Kingston, Ontario,
nice smooth ice covered with only a skiver of snow. My wife and
I were able to skate from the Ambassador Hotel on Princess Street all
the way down to Front Street and back--a total of eight kilometers
easy. Not the Rideau Canal in Ottawa, but pretty sweet just the same!
|ART ARFONS AND HIS GREEN MONSTER
December 26, 2012
I've been playing around making videos lately. My most recent effort is
a tribute to three-time land speed recond holder Art Arfons, posted on
YouTube, here. For those of
you interested in the technical stuff, I used the free Windows software
PhotoStory 3 to put together the images and achieve a sense of motion.
This video is about as far as you can push this software, so I guess
I'm going to have to get some real video editing software next. The
music, by the way, is a version of John Lee Hooker's "Boom Boom,"
performed by John A. Langford. Here
is Langford's original Youtube posting. Note: It takes him a minute of
so to sip his drink and loosen up and get ready, but then--BOOM--he starts rockin'. Check him out. He is really something. His version of "Knockin' on Heaven's Door" will knock your socks off too. And check out his original composition "Without a Sound".
|INVESTING IN MOBILE HOME PARKS
November 10, 2012
I went down to Columbus, Ohio in September to attend Frank Rolfe's
3-day Mobile Home Park Investing Boot Camp. Below is a group photo of
the attendees. Frank's the one at center in the blue dress shirt. The
MHP market is not too attractive here in Ontario (there are few parks
overall; the ones that
come on the market are overpriced; the vast majority are not on city
water and sewer and so you have well and septic headaches; rent control
makes it hard to raise rents; and onerous water testing regulations add
thousands of dollars to a park's expensives) but it's a different story
south of the border. There are lots of park-investing opportunities in
the States. I think there are something like 40,000 MHPs there in
total. As the US--sadly--embraces socialism and Big Statism, there is
only going to be a growing need for the affordable housing that mobile
home parks provide. Couple that with the fact that new parks are not
being built (it's just too expensive now to start one from scratch) and
you have a pretty good investing opportunity.
|"I JUST RAN" WINS INDEPENDENT PUBLISHER AWARDS SILVER MEDAL
June 4, 2012
I Just Ran: Percy Williams, World's Fastest Human has won
the silver medal in the 2012 Independent Publisher Awards.
|THOMAS EDISON ON GOD AND THE OCCUPY MOVEMENT
January 6, 2012
I've been reading up on Thomas Edison as part of some
research for a book proposal. Here are a few interesting things that he said:
When asked if he believed in God:
"Oh yes. I think all scientific men do that. Or, rather, they don't believe it, they know it. It is for the masses to believe. The scientist knows." ("Wizard Edison at Home," New York World, Nov. 17, 1889)
On our place in the cosmos:
a wonderfully small idea mankind has of the Almighty. My impression is
that he has made unchangeable laws to govern this and billions of other
worlds and that he has forgotten even the existence of this little mote
of ours ages ago. Why can’t man follow up and practice the teachings of
his own conscience, mind his business, and not obtrude his purposely
created finite mind in affairs that will be attended to without any
volunteered advice." (Thomas Edison diary, July 21, 1885, Thomas A.
Edison Papers, Special Collections Series, doc. number TAEM 90:3)
On the vilification of capitalists:
Sunday Herald, learned of John Roach’s failure. Am sorry. He has been
pursued with great malignity by newspapers and others, from ignorance I
think. Americans ought to be proud of Roach who started in life as a
day laborer and became a giant of industry and the greatest shipbuilder
in the United States, employing thousands of men and feeding
innumerable families. What has he now for this 40 years of incessant
work and worry. People who hound such men as these I would invent a
special Hades. I would stricken them with the chronic sciatic neuralgia
and cause them to wander forever stark naked within the artic circle."
(Thomas Edison diary, July 19, 1885, Thomas A. Edison Papers, Special
Collections Series, doc. number TAEM 90:3)
|THE ABRAMS BROTHERS
August 26, 2011
Here’s a shot of the Abrams Brothers of Kingston, Ontario,
performing on August 21, 2011 at Snow Road Station north of Highway 7. That's
James on the fiddle (he's just out of high school; starting Queen's U. in
Sept.), his older brother John on the guitar (starting 2nd year at Queen's,
majoring in English and film studies), and cousin Eli at the right on bass.
These guys are young but they've been performing for a decade and it shows:
They're great.. If you don't know about them yet, stop by their website here and check out
their cover of Coldplay's "Viva la Vida" on Youtube. Note: Their
live performances of this song are even better now, two years later--better
than Coldplay's original, in my opinion.
The energy they bring to it will blow you away. They have a bunch of original
songs too on their new album, Northern Redemption. I particularly like
"While You Sleep," written by Chris Brown of Wolfe Island,
who also produced Northern Redemption.
Click on the photo to watch The Abrams Brothers' version of Cold Play's "Viva la Vida."
|INSIDE NORTH KOREA
August 4, 2011
Here is a link to a series of photos in The Atlantic
magazine that were taken earlier this year by AP photographer David
Guttenfelder. There is nothing in the
way of poverty in them--almost everything Guttenfelder was allowed to
photograph appears to have been orchestrated by his NORK handlers. The images
nevertheless have a otherworldly strangeness about them and are definitely
AMERICAN COALITION OF THE LAZY
Lazy. The label has been used for centuries to deride those
afflicted with a handicap and to deny them their rights. So says Bill Shank,
chairman of the American Coalition of the Lazy, or AMCOL, a national
organization lobbying to have laziness classified as a special disability
qualifying for enhanced welfare payments.
“Laziness is not a lifestyle choice,” says Shank. “It’s the
way we were born and we can’t just snap our fingers and change. It’s society
that has to change. That’s why AMCOL was founded: to push for the stigmatizing
and the discrimination to end. We are coming out of the closet in record
numbers, and we’re saying, ‘We’re here, we’re lazy and we’re proud.’ Americans
have to deal with it. Americans have to stop beating us down and give us our fair
“It’s all about fairness,” agrees AMCOL community organizer
Tyler Weems. “We have members barely scraping by on their welfare checks. In
the black community, young women routinely have multiple children out of
wedlock and through such enterprise increase their welfare payments and achieve
a better standard of living. But for us, our disability blocks us from this
avenue of advancement. We are too lazy to raise children. And so we are forced
to get by on what the government gives us, which currently is not nearly
enough. It only pays for rent and food and utilities and just a few little
extras. What about annual holidays? What about eating out, big-screen TVs,
prostitutes, trips to the casino? We are denied these basic human rights simply
because we are lazy.”
Virtually unknown until recently, AMCOL moved into the
national spotlight last year with Lazy Pride marches in LA, Sacramento and San
Francisco. These were followed by a Let's-Celebrate-Laziness event at UC
Berkeley, with all classes cancelled so that students could loll about. A Lazy
Pride Sleep-In to promote unity is
scheduled for Oceanside
later this week. The event is being organized by AMCOL’s Hispanic wing.
“Membership is skyrocketing,” says Weems, who places the
organization’s numbers at over five million. He concedes, however, that this is
a rough estimate only. “We don’t actually keep membership records,” he says.
“But I can tell you that our numbers are definitely growing. I am hearing from
people all over the country who are coming out of the closet to celebrate their
laziness and to demand their fair share.”
AMCOL’s website, under construction since early 2008, should
further enhance the organization's exposure. It is slated for completion in
The fight for fair treatment for the energy-challenged, as
some preferred to be called, has now shifted to Capitol Hill. In a surprise
move on Monday that has rocked Washington
circles, Reps. Jeannette Snorky (D-Cal) and Abel Smellie (D-NY) have stepped
forward to co-sponsor a bill to add laziness to the Congress Disability Act,
the so-called Snorky-Smellie Amendment.
“Social justice,” said Snorky when contacted for comment.
“Fairness and equality. Diversity. Global warming.”
“A chicken in every pot,” added Smellie.
“It’s an encouraging sign,” says AMCOL chairman Bill Shank.
“And we are tremendously grateful to Representatives Smellie and Snorky. But
it’s just a first step. Next we need to push for bigger welfare payments. It’s
going to be a dogfight. The right-wingers are going to get up to their old
partisan tricks. But we are on the side of right. We will prevail.”
Copyright © 2011 Samuel Hawley
WHY YES. . .
February 14, 2011
. . . I did just have my hair done.
DUNG HOTEL. . .
February 14, 2011
. . . the place to
Chi Minh City.
MONKEYS MAKE FIRE?
February 13, 2011
During a trip to Ubud on the island
of Bali, I made several visits to the
“Monkey Forest” at the south end of town to
watch the Balinese macaques. They are a delightfully rambunctious group,
grabbing visitor’s bags and water bottles, chasing one another about, diving
into a little pond and sneaking up on each other underwater.
On my second visit to the Monkey Forest
I wandered away from the central area where most people congregate and stumbled
on a somewhat more subdued troop of macaques that particularly caught my
interest. A number of them were fooling around with stones they had gathered,
clutching them in their arms, scraping them back and forth on the concrete walkway
and tapping them against each other. It was curious behavior that I have since
learned has been identified as “stone play” by researchers studying macaques in
same macaques that have learned from one another to wash their food and soak in
hot springs in winter.
Among this group of Ubud macaques, however, was one young
fellow whose behavior seemed to be more than just play. He sat on the ground by
himself, holding one stone in his foot while he tapped it repeatedly with
another. Positioned on the lower stone, directly beside the point on it he
where was striking, was a bit of dry grass which he held in place with his
foot. I don’t know much about wilderness survival skills, but it looked exactly
like he was trying to start a fire by striking two stones together to send
sparks into tinder. He kept this up for several minutes, stopping occasionally
to reposition the grass. Then he carried his two stones to a new spot, picked
up a bit of dried leaf, positioned it on his lower stone in exactly the same
manner and began to tap again.
This monkey tapped without let-up for the entire thirty
minutes that I watched him from no more than three feet away, and was always
careful to hold some dried grass or leaf beside the impact point between his
two stones. If this behavior catches on—and another young monkey nearby was
doing the same thing, but more clumsily and without any tinder—someday an Ubud
macaque may just figure out how to make fire!
SOME OF THE OLDER
INHABITANTS OF THE MONKEY FOREST. . .
February 13, 2011
. . .
are admittedly jaded.
|SINGAPORE WANT AD
February 13, 2011
Sinatra said: "My
kind of town. . ."
AN ALIEN ABDUCTEE IN
February 13, 2011
summer of 2007 my
wife and I spent a memorable vacation in Vietnam
that included a week on Phu Quoc island in the South
China Sea. Now, we’ve traveled in Asia
quite a bit and have had the pleasure of meeting a variety of
people, locals and expats alike. Awaiting us on Phu Quoc, however, was
very special indeed.
scene was set at our
hotel, the Tropicana Resort, at the end of a perpetually flooded lane
negotiated by wading. Then there was the Gop Gio Restaurant down the
“grilled kangaroo,” “deep fried sea horse,” “drilled vegetable,” and
this faded into the
background, however, the morning when an elderly Australian of French
extraction wandered into the Tropicana’s restaurant from his place down
beach. He was married to a Vietnamese woman and lived on Phu Quoc, and
frequented the Tropicana in search of chess partners. In the course of
wide-ranging conversations I learned that he had taken up residence on
some years previously to escape the hounding of fans of a book he had
about some sort of prophecy. I assumed he was spinning a tale, and so
press him for more information. At our final meeting, however, he made
of writing down his name, “Michel Desmarquet,” on a scrap of paper,
the enigmatic word “Thiaoouba.” “Look it up on the internet,” he said.
don’t tell anyone I’m here!”
wife and I left Phu Quoc
wondering about Michel. He was likeable, not a blow-hard, and we wanted
believe him. But surely his claim of being a popular author in hiding
good to be true. Upon returning to Seoul
and Googling his name and “Thiaoouba,” however, we discovered that what
was not just true, but only the beginning of a truly fantastic tale.
June 26, 1987, Michel
was taken by aliens from his home in Australia
to their luminous world
of Thiaoouba, a category nine planet, the most superior category of
civilization in our galaxy. During his nine-day visit the Thiaooubans,
led by an
individual named Thao, instructed Michel on all manner of subjects: how
Earth was populated 1.35 million years ago by beings from the planet
Bakaratini; how the pyramids are actually devices for communicating
cosmos; how other planets have destroyed themselves by technology run
how the theory of evolution is wrong; and many other things.
of the Thiaooubans, Michel began writing a book about his experiences
being returned to the Earth. It was published six years later as Abduction to
the Ninth Planet, later reissued under the title Thiaoouba Prophecy.
It is a
premier alien abduction account salted with a compelling amount of
detail. The length of a Thiaoouban year, we learn, is 333 days, divided
periods known as karses; Michel’s weight on Thiaoouba was 47 kg. as
70 kg. on Earth; Thiaooubans wear clothes that match the color of their
they subsist on a drink called hydromel, a half glass every two days;
toilets that vaporize waste as it exits the body, a device that Michel
would zap his privates.
however, is more
than just an extra-terrestrial travelogue. It is a guide for the
as Michel describes it, lays ahead for us humans, from our current
category one civilization, the “category of sorrow,” to a paradisiacal
nine world such as enjoyed by the Thiaooubans. It is a journey toward
enlightenment that the Thiaooubans, through Michel, want to teach us
take. Indeed, they have been trying to teach us for thousands of years:
according to Michel, Jesus was a Thiaoouban—who incidentally lies
rest, as they say, is
history. Abduction to
the Ninth Planet became an international bestseller,
into Spanish, Greek, Japanese, German, Russian, and several other
Thiaoouba grew into something of a New Age religion. Fans began
more information—and Michel began to feel the pressures of fame.
the late 1990s, he turned his back on everything, rejecting the
that his book, which condemns materialism, had ironically brought him.
turned over everything to a proxy and retired to Phu Quoc, where he
am I spilling the beans
on Michel’s whereabouts after he told me not to reveal his location?
was the one thing Michel may not have been entirely truthful about. I
discovered on the internet a three-part interview he has done for
the cameras overlooking that same beach where I met him last summer.
seems, had been sending out feelers on that scrap of paper he gave me.
creator of the Thiaoouba Prophecy is ready to be found.
Copyright © 2008
KOREA WELCOMES THE WORLD...
February 13, 2011
copyright © Samuel Hawley 2013