LKP loves a villain - and there's nothing more villainous than exploiting prisoners' communication access to the outside world. What do you do with this wealth you've built? Buy yachts, fast cars, and suck on cat penises (presumably)

Introduction.

A doctor of high regard in the international medical community was falsely accused of selling illegal drugs to minors (that’s underaged persons; not people that dig in the ground, stay woke). This blog serves to set the record straight as to what happened that night and will stand to prove, without a reasonable doubt, the innocence of Doctor Ryan Alejandro Finkelstein by citing fact and holding truth to the highest regard unlike the liberal media who has taken to destroying this man’s good name. It is not the first time a great man has been felled by the axes of Neo-Nazi, communist media groups.

The Communist New Network (CNN) would have the common public believe that on the night of August 15th, Doctor Finkelstein entered a local Lyons club dressed as a toucan in order to sell black-tar heroin to children attending a quinceanera. A source paid for by the left-leaning Fox News Crime Syndicate claimed to have video evidence of Doctor Finkelstein exchanging two speed-balls for 10 tokens to the rec-room arcade machine. A local police officer (paid off by special interest groups) lied on stand and said, “Fingerprints on the syringes at the crime scene suggests that Dr. Finkelstein helped the children find the vein.” The Washington Post, New York Times, and NPR have all jumped on the band wagon claiming to have autopsy results, which, at current, are still unsubstantiated and are therefore notwithstanding. The coroner that performed the autopsies has yet to respond to our inquiries.

More to follow. . .

When Conman started the Addison Cain episode, he did so by reading a New York Times article titled: “A Feud in Wolf-Kink Erotica Raises a Deep Legal Question” The story that followed revolved around something called “The Omegaverse”

OK the Omegaverse ... Where do I start? ... So, there are these wolves … You know what? Here is the Wikipedia answer:

Omegaverse fiction typically focuses on wolf or other canid-like behavior in humans, especially as it pertains to sex. This includes rutting and heat cycles, pheromonal attraction between alphas and omegas, penises with knots ("knotting"), scent marking, breeding, and pack structures. Male omegas are often envisaged as being able to become pregnant. The genre often features other fantasy elements, such as the presence of werewolves or other fantastical creatures. Some works introduce a caste system, where Alphas are depicted as the upper-class elites while Omegas are at the bottom tier and face discrimination. Omegaverse works are most frequently focused on male-male couples, a sub-genre of fan fiction known as slash fiction, though heterosexual Omegaverse works have been produced.

Ok, so there is that. Now, the real story revolves around a ridiculous court case between two authors that write in this universe. Addison Cain (Not Craine to be my dismay), who refers to herself as #AngryAddision, was one of the most popular authors in this genre. She published a book called “Born to be Bound” which is a title that makes me slightly uneasy. She enjoyed some moderate success for two years. But in 2018 she was none too happy when a challenger started pissing in her territory.

Cain (Not Craine) and her publisher filed a DMCA take down notice against author Zoey Ellis for plagiarism and copy right infringement. Earlier that year Ellis had published a book called “Crave to Conquer” wherein common tropes of the Omgaverse are used. The court cases that followed had mad dashes of everything you need to create a Netflix worthy dramady.

Listen to the episode for more on the court case and a detailed explanation of a wolf-man’s man-vagina ... It's in his butt.

Last week we published an episode about strange reappearances and it did very well in the ratings . So, I thought that writing a short blog about one of the people that we spoke of would be fitting this week. Of the four people that I covered Steven Kubacki was hands down my favorite story. There was a ton of mystery in that story, and even to this day no one knows exactly what happened except for maybe Kubacki himself.

As a note to our audience, I don't like conspiracy theories. I don't even like simple conjecture. Analysis of the information that is there, and what we know tends to get overlooked in an effort to support conspiracy theories. I am talking to you, Flat Earthers. And since I brought them up, let's pick on them. The concept that Flat Earthers push on us is that the earth is actually flat and not spherical like science and logic tells us it is. The core foundation of the conspiracy is that the global governments for whatever reason do not want us to know that the earth is actually flat.

Now, when I come across a conspiracy theory, the first question I ask is: Why? Why would the authorities that be, want us all to believe in a spherical earth over a flat earth? And if you can't answer that question, your conspiracy dies there.

In the case of Steven Kubacki, I'm inclined to ask, why. But as the years have passed since his disappearance and strange reappearance, there doesn't seem to be a reason why he vanished. This of course leaves the door open for a number of conspiracy theories. I have read about anything from aliens to drug cartels to bizarre government experiments. If we push the “why” in Kubacki’s case, we get stone walled at every turn. Why did he vanish? Why can’t he remember? Why would he lie? None of these questions have ever been answered by an investigation or by Steven Kubacki.

In February 1978, Steven Kubacki, went missing in Western Michigan in an area known as The Lake Michigan Triangle. The Lake Michigan Triangle is a strip of waterway in Lake Michigan that has experienced a great number of disappearances. The disappearances are all true but the reasons behind them are wrapped up in (you guessed it) conspiracy theories.

After Kubacki was reported missing a search and rescue team was deployed to find him. Members of the team reported that his footprints appeared to stop at the edge of the ice. The ice was unbroken. One of the members of the team said, “It was like he stepped out of reality.” Later that day they found his backpack and skis abandoned in the woods.

15 months went by and authorities believed he had died. Then, on May 5th 1979, Steven Kubacki came to in Pittsfield, Pennsylvania, some 40 miles from his father’s house, lying in a meadow wearing clothes that weren’t his. He was in possession of strange maps that have since disappeared. When questioned, Kubacki had no memory of the passed 15 months and had no clue how he arrived over 600 miles away from where vanished.

Kubacki would go on to say that he had felt like he had been running a lot. Which, would explain the shirt he was wearing: a shirt issued to marathon runners in Wisconsin. He also said he felt like he was in a fugue state (a state or period of loss of awareness of one's identity). Fugue states are common among extreme athletes and mountain climbers.

After his return, Kubacki stayed out of the news except for a few articles here and there. He never explained where he was or what he was doing. He went on to earn a PhD in Psychology.

Mariya Oktyabrskaya: On 16 August 1905, our heroine is born to a poor family in Crimea (modern day Ukraine for you geography sleuths). She is one of ten children. She works a few odd jobs here and there until one day, at the ripe old age of 17, she marries a Soviet Army officer. Then she begins her life and a military spouse and develops a strong kinship toward soldiers at arms. But tragedy strikes when her husband is killed in battle.

Mariya is pissed about his death, to put it lightly. She sells all of her possessions in order to donate a tank to the war effort, and requests that she be allowed to drive it into combat. Joseph Stalin (love him or hate him) personally responds to her request, and gives her a T-34 medium tank, which she names: "Fighting Girlfriend.” Not my first choice, but then again not my tank, ya know?

At the age of 38 she fights her first tank battle. Mariya maneuvers her tank in intense fighting; she and her fellow crew members destroy machine-gun nests and artillery guns. When her tank is hit by gunfire, she jumps out and repairs it under heavy fire. For this battle she is promoted to the rank of sergeant.

A month later, Soviet forces capture the town of Novaje Siało in the region of Vitebsk. During this attack, Mariya shows the world how big her balls really are. On 17 November, as the Soviet Army takes part in an assault on Nazi positions near Novaje Siało, an enemy artillery round explodes against her tank's tracks, disabling it. Mariya and a fellow crewman jump out to repair the track, while other crew members provide covering fire from the turret. Eventually, they fix the track and her tank rejoins the unit several days later.

On 17 January 1944, Mariya fights in another battle as part of the Leningrad–Novgorod Offensive. The attack takes place in the village of Šviedy near Vitebsk. During the battle, she drives her tank around Nazi defenses, and destroying resistance in trenches and machine-gun nests. She also destroys a Nazi self-propelled artillery gun. Then her tank is hit by a Nazi anti-tank shell, and again, the tracks are immobilized. Mariya immediately gets out her tank again, for the third time in combat (fucking bad! ass!) and repairs the tracks. But this time she is hit in the head by shell fragments and loses consciousness. After the battle, she is transported to a Soviet military field hospital near Kiev, where she remained in a coma for two months, before finally dying on 15 March 1944.

Mariya Oktyabrskaya was posthumously made a Hero of the Soviet Union, the Soviet Union's highest honor for bravery in combat.

After escaping capture a second time Frits Duquesne finds himself in Baltimore, Maryland. Eventually he makes his way to New York City, where he works as a journalist for the New York Herald writing adventure stories. Somewhere in the mix Duquesne is recruited by the German Government to act as a spy. “Spy for the Germans? Eh. . . Do I get to kill Brits?” He sure did.
He is sent to Brazil with the cover name "Frederick Fredericks" (a real believable name, for sure). He operates under the cover of a scientist conducting research on rubber plants. As an agent for Naval Intelligence in South America, he is assigned to disrupt commercial traffic to countries at war with Germany. His main mission: sinking ships. As a scientist he dutifully catalogs and ships “minerals” (bombs) on British vessels to random locations across the Atlantic, but wouldn’t you know it, those pesky mineral bombs keep exploding in transit. He sinks several vessels, successfully disrupting British transit in the South America’s. But if that isn’t enough, Duquesne takes out insurance policies on his “mineral” shipments. And, he actually has the balls to file claims against the destroyed items. Seriously, bravo!
Duquesne is good at a lot of things, but he is especially good at getting caught. His cover is blown so he takes off to Buenos Aires, as you do when acts of wartime sabotage come back at you. Soon, he returns to Europe at the behest of the German Government. (This is the most badass part of the story). Duquesne is sent to Scotland and poses as the Russian Duke Boris Zakrevsky. He ends up joining his arch enemy, Field Marshal Lord Kitchener, on HMS Hampshire. Once on board, Duquesne signals a nearby German submarine that sinks the cruiser, killing Lord Kitchener. Duquesne escapes using a life raft and is rescued by the submarine.
Duquesne is arrested in New York on 17 November 1917 for insurance fraud and is to be extradited to Britain for his crimes against the Crown for the killing of Lord Kitchener. But badasses are as badasses do, Duquesne pretends to be paralyzed while awaiting extradition. He is sent to the prison ward at Bellevue Hospital in New York City, and on 25 May 1919, after nearly two years of feigning paralysis, he disguises himself as a woman and escapes by cutting the bars of his cell.
He stays pretty quiet for a few years. Is arrested again but this time well after the statute of limitation for his crimes had expired and no further charges are filed against him. He manages to keep his nose clean until the outbreak of WWII when the fast-paced world of being a spy finally gets the better of him. Duquesne starts spying for Nazi Germany and even develops an exceptionally large spy network that worked inside of the US. But it all came to a head on 28 June 1941, following a two-year investigation, the FBI arrests Duquesne and 32 German spies on charges of relaying secret information on US weaponry and shipping movements to Germany. This time there is no escape.
Fritz Duquesne dies at City Hospital on Roosevelt Island, in New York City on 24 May 1956. He was 78 years old.