Seasonal Greetings!

The holiday season makes me appreciate those supportive friends who show appreciation for our work on Valentino and Rambova. Despite all, they see through the lies and sad attempts to portray us as people we are not and are genuinely interested in Valentino and Rambova's history.

The holiday season not only brings out the best in those sincere and honest people but also, imo brings out the worst in the worst. The contrast is all the more striking and those soul-less ones who censor, lie and deceive stand out like the proverbial sore thumbs.

Today I wish all of the “good, good guys” as Renato refers to them at the end of all our podcasts...the merriest of celebration. 

And as he also says, “Fīat jūstitia ruat cælum”, which is a Latin legal phrase, meaning "Let justice be done though the heavens fall."

To the soul-less tormentors and impostors I say don't waste your time lying and censoring us... and to the “good, good guys” I say,

Happy Holidays!

The Force

No rational person would dispute the fact that Tracy Ryan Terhune and David Bret have treated Renato Floris very badly over the years. They have endlessly mocked him, debased him and done all they possibly could and can to trash Renato's incredible efforts in the name of Rudolph Valentino.

Of course it is only because they are desperately jealous of Renato... this because they can only dream of aspiring to his level of honest intellect and loving kindness. His spirit is something they can never harm, no matter how hard they try... because it is pure and true.

The sad attempts by Terhune and Bret and their molls on the sidelines over the years to bring Renato Floris down have only given him more light and life.

I found this great photo of Renato and wanted to share it because I think it says a great deal about the force that he is.

As far as those two utterly pointless clowns Terhune and Bret are concerned, they have no consequence in the greater scheme of things. Maybe they could turn things around for themselves... there is still time.  

Cin. Cin. Renato! 

Somehow

 

"...What Light I Have..."

Renato says they fear me. Maybe he is right. He says they fear me because I was right about everything.

Except for a few tweaks in minor points of data, which I have since corrected and evolved with more study and research, I was 100% right.

It is, and always was, in great measure what was going on with Twitter. But I was more than “shadowed banned”... I was straight up banned.

The truth I told could not be told on their watches. 

After all these years, they still sit and watch and fume and send their little cryptic messages back and forth. What to do next about Evelyn's truthiness?

They have tried everything to silence me...bullied me, doxed me, tormented me, mocked me, terrorized me and failed at every turn.

Perhaps they can slide by with their constant slide show of dear Rudolph and their endless shopping for and grandstanding with the relics... but they can not rebury all Renato and I discovered and they can never nick our shining intellectual honesty.

Is there anyone over there in “Cult of the Relic” land with a smidge of conscience? Or are they all still hunkered down checking this blog over and over for fear of my truth? For fear of more truth.

Abraham Lincoln once said, “I am not bound to win, but I am bound to be true. I am not bound to succeed, but I am bound to live up to what light I have.”

I was right about everything.

Nailed It

Why did Tracy Ryan Terhune spend all these years lying about me, my husband Renato and why did he fear Affairs Valentino so very much he would work so hard and for so long to try to wipe every copy off the face of the earth?

Because I nailed it, that's why. I have since, lo these last ten years evolved some of the research details in the book. But the basic premises never changed, i.e.,

S. George Ullman was the hero in the story of Rudolph Valentino and an honest man.

He was wrongly maligned all these years and the story skewed purposely.

Natacha Rambova was the best thing to ever happen to Rudolph Valentino, and not the “worst” as Terhune likes to fantasize.

Rudolph Valentino had sex with women from the time he began visiting the brothels in Taranto and can not be worshipped as a gay icon...despite the million and one fictional gay lovers invented by Bret.

I could go on and on with the changes made in the Valentino story in Affairs Valentino...changes which were documented to publicly archived documents.

How Terhune has tried to kill the messengers with mockery, straight up lies... and again for the record, I have never altered or created a document and my thoroughly documented book is not as Terhune parrots year after year, “fan girl fiction”. Nice try.

And contrary to his vision of Renato and I sitting in some rocking chair sipping “Ensure” as he wrote, we are honest and hard working despite the harassment.

Terhune's fear of the truths we have brought forth is palpable and even as I write this on December 7, 2022, he is still mired in anguish about us, shunning us, spreading those lies and forbidding any positive mention of us on his Facebook forums and social media accounts.

How different things would have been all around if he had welcomed us and been thrilled to learn new things about his favorite subject. How different it would be now if he called off his faithful junk yard dogs....who endlessly compete for a little bone of favor to be tossed their way from the master. 

The Cult of the Relics is how I refer to it these days. More about that real soon.

The Fakery

Apparently no matter how much of a real threat David Spurr Bret is, it is fine with those running the two Facebook forums, Mad About the Boy and We Never Forget, i.e., Tracy Terhune, Donna Hill, Eleanor Gribbin, Mary O'Bannon, etc... to traipse along business as usual and just let the monster walk right back in and run the joint under his known alias Albert Morris (see below).

And no matter how much they all try to make the world believe Cindy Martin is some kind of hated pariah they have nothing to do with at all, they let her waltz back in as Mary O'Bannon and team up with Morris/Bret.

I have taken the time to prove several times... not only the threat Bret poses but also that he is Albert Morris (see previous two reposts). It has also been known for a long while that Mary O'Bannon is Cindy Martin. And whoever she is is still up for grabs. They all work in unison as far as we are concerned, so they are all one and the same.

I have learned some awful lessons about these people over the past ten or twelve years but I guess it is aok for those called out above to ignore the facts.

But not with me. I ignore nothing and defend my family, our work and our safety from these people and will until my last day on earth. They are a real and proven threat to us and our livelihood and it sickens me that people accept the reality of their presence and say nothing, especially the Valentino family.

Behind the Valentino family's veil of feigned innocence, as they pretend to be above and unaware of the completely unacceptable behavior, the legacy of their relative Rudolph Valentino is shockingly corrupt. Honestly does matter. Why not use your real names O'Bannon and Morris? We all know who you are and more.

Home Sweet Crematorium?

* The sentiments expressed in this blog post are my opinion based on my decade of documented nightmarish experience and screenshots as proof of my statements will be forwarded to anyone upon request.* 

Yesterday someone contacted me to ask if I thought an “Albert Batista Morris” was David Bret. I answered yes and I did some research in an effort to support my answer about this very present commentator on those Facebook groups: Mad About the Boy and We Never Forget. I do know David Bret can no longer appear under his own name on those groups or seems members up and run for the exits.

On Mad About the Boy, administrator Eleanor Gribbin, (who has called my books the “ravings of a mad woman” and forbids even the mention of my name) openly engaged in a fierce disparagement of David Bret and issued his banishment from the group with members chiming in with disgust and hatred for him and his books. Despite a banner reading, "Anything written by David Brett (sic), is not welcome in this group, Thank-you, Eleanor” and her engaging with members in calling him “vicious, “a trouble maker”, “disgusting”, etc.“, Albert Morris is still there and everywhere on Mad About the Boy and We Never Forget. I understand people use aliases online, for personal safety reasons and it is legal. But I feel in the case of Albert Batista Morris, it is something to warn people about for two reasons: one... who he really is and what he has and still does to people and two... those administrators of those two groups know he is David Bret and are deceiving their membership 100%.

Why should David Bret not be on those sites? Ask them. Terhune allows him to openly trash us on that blog he runs under the title of my book (in violation of a court order), but on his two main Valentino Facebook groups, Bret has been banished. Or has he? I say not at all. To expose this utter hypocrisy and deception...I cite the following:

A cursory review of Albert Morris' Facebook page tells us many things he wants us to believe about this character.. He claims he as “author”, was born in 1957 to a Cuban mother and an American father and says he lives in Miami, Florida. The account was opened in June of 2011.

It seemed out of the ordinary that this page with no personal information other than “author” would have some 2400 friends and hundreds of followers. The friends list was obviously purchased because there was no geographical or familial commonality; it was as random as can be. One can easily buy Facebook friends on many sites (which I will not link to here because I think many are corrupt) such as“Genuinelikes”. (Just Google, “Buy Facebook Friends and Followers to find them).

This said those sites, eager to sell you an impressive list of a fast thousand of Facebook friends will not customize it and in Albert Batista Morris' list we find a wild disparity from a sales person at a waffle house, to horse trainers in Punjab, public high schools in Paris and Flint, Michigan, the Mayo Clinic, Subway sandwich makers and someone named Satvindwe Singh, who lists his occupation as “studying at student.” But lo and behold, as I scrolled through, I saw one name which stood out, “Eleanor Gribbin”. Wait a minute I thought, this is the same person who recently banned Bret from her group. And yes, predictably Albert Morris recommends Bret's books and lists them as his “favorites”.

As we had Albert's date of birth and full name, we searched for any records on file on Ancestry and found nothing. There were many Albert Morris entries, but none with the middle name of “Batista” and none with this name born in 1957. He does not exist. A White Pages directory search revealed the closest “Albert Morris” lived 606 miles from Miami, Florida in Savannah, Georgia and is 75 years old. And Albert Batista's claim of “dual citizenship” is false as no documentation on this is filed in online immigration archives.

Knowing Bret is wont to hack into dead people's Facebook pages and I cite Cindy Martin writing Renato on May 29, 2019 and excerpted from an exchange that day,

...I imagine that young man whose images appear on the Albert Morris page could very well have passed away years ago.

As Morris claims to be an “author”, my next stop was his Amazon book listed for sale titled, “The Fabulous Million Dollar Sand Bar”. The book's blurb reveals Bret's common themes of “show biz glamour”, “cafe society” and the story of a boy who, “dreams of being a writer and escaping the step-dad who persecutes him for being different.” (Bret's own story?)

Here we also read the fantastic bio he posted which tells us of his blood relation to the Cuban dictator along with a five star review written by a “William Bostock” who also does not exist (except for a Senior Commander in the Royal Australian Air Force who died in 1968 ). The writing of the mile long review includes such high praise as,

...“ breathtaking in its psychological acuity”, “... the Miami setting is evocatively rendered and heightens the novels power”, “ the novel is stylistically complex in its symbolism”, a “spellbinding fable”, “the sentences sparkle like cut and polished diamonds” and the “lyricism of the prose is ethereal”. So there is all of that.

This was pretty much it for Albert Batista Morris' presence online as an “author”, except for a mention of his website @https://www.albertbatistamorris.com/ . I found this is a Wix hosted site, a format I use for my websites. But other than posting his name on the Homepage and contact page, Albert did not understand that to customize the site you have to build each page with your own items for sale and information. The generic template remains untouched with blank spaces as suggestions, such as, “I'm a product” and ads for lipstick and fictional stories written by generic authors used only as samples.

Wix hosted websites are not cheap and cost 125$ a year to run without ads. Since Albert's website has no ads, he is paying for that service while telling a court he has zero dollars to pay us a penny on those tens of thousands of Euros of damages awarded to us by the Court of Asti.

The contact info on that website states Albert Batista Morris' address as: 4058 NE 7^th Ave., Oakland Park, Florida. A Google maps street level search of this address revealed this as an alley/string of storage units and 4058 as the address of the Brooks Cremation and Funeral Service. Here is Albert Batista Morris' home, sweet home, in Miami:

Now of course I knew before I even set off on this little trip into the actual reality of one Albert Morris that this was David Bret. This because on May 29, 2019, his friend, co-hort, phone buddy and confidant Cindy Martin wrote Renato and I excerpt:

I guess we can now add this fake relationship to Batista, “Fulgencio Batista y Zaldivar”, the iconic Cuban dictator...to Bret's ever-growing list of fake (imaginary) famous relations, friends and sources. In my expert opinion I firmly believe he has no relationship, as he claims... to Andre Daven, was never in contact with Daven's wife, never received a stack of Daven's letters, never met Greta Garbo, never spoke a word to Marlene Dietrich (if he had those tapes he would be playing them everywhere), owns no Valentino diaries, never knew Chaw Mank (who died years before Bret wrote a word on Valentino)... and never knew all those famous porn stars he claims so proudly he hobnobbed with whose names I have fortunately forgotten. I think you see what I am saying... and the list is long and getting longer. 

I find it the height of hypocrisy that Eleanor Gribbin, Simon Constable, Tracy Terhune, etc. would claim public disassociation with David Bret to their Facebook group members, yet knowingly permit him as Albert Morris to participate in those discussions with people who would not be there if they knew who they were talking to. Perhaps it does not merit explaining why to most people... but...

This man, David Bret, as Cindy Martin said, “masquerading as Albert Morris”, has now spent over a decade writing about my death, our deaths, sharing his “witty death wishes” for us (in gory and violent detail) and reveling in his brutal countdowns to our deaths.

This is a man who lied about me to the world in a million different ways... claiming I have a drug and criminal history, that I use cocaine (calling me cokehead and saying I have arrest warrants out on me), calling me homophobic a million and one times ("the only good homophobe is a dead one"), mocked and terrorized me and mine with images of corpses and death and claimed of all things that I stalk him and called him a rapist. None of this happened or does happen. And news flash for him... no one on earth would stalk the likes of him. Horrifying thought.

After my experience with this man and victorious lawsuit, (see https://www.zumayawinslawsuit.com/ ) I think he should not be allowed to come within a mile of a computer, let alone meander on those groups with well-meaning and unknowing folks. And according to Cindy Martin, those unknowing folks do not include her, nor Tracy Terhune, Simon Constable, Eleanor Gribbin, etc.

It is for this reason I share this bit of information on Albert Batista Morris... which in my opinion Bret coined from a grab of Valentino's brother's name and Michael Morris, who was very present against Bret in the summer of 2011 when the account was created. I honestly think the account was originally “Alberto Morris”.

I say buyer beware; Albert Batista Morris who claims to reside at the Brooks Cremation and Funeral Services...is David Bret.

* The sentiments expressed in this blog post are my opinion based on my decade of documented nightmarish experience and screenshots as proof of my statements will be forwarded to anyone upon request. 

In Regards to Mary O'Bannon

I have been made aware that Mad About the Boy Administrators Mary O'Bannon and Eleanor Gribbin feel they have made peace by saying they will not mention our names, etc. if we do not mention theirs. 

I would like to inform them that the mention of our names and work has been forbidden in their group for a long time and still is so what has changed? Their ploy to call it something else, to re-brand their boycotting, is obvious and should be insulting to anyone in that group. And it is not just that they do not mention our names, they forbid anyone from mentioning our names.

It is not just a question of their boycotting our work, forbidding anyone to even ask a question about us and our work but it is their long history of insult, defamation and protecting David Bret under his various aliases despite his being under a court order not to mention me online. Eleanor Gribbin has replied to few questions allowed about my book Affairs Valentino by saying it is nothing but the “ravings of a mad woman” and posting such things as the following:

My defense posted here refuting the overt lies being told by Gribbin and Marytin O'Bannon on their new, “Haven”, is not negativity, it is not social media drama... it is defending our livelihood and our reputations. I am standing up to the wanton trashing they do about us and our work. Who would do anything differently in such a circumstance?

This is not a spat, a war with a truce to be called. There is instead justice to be had. We are survivors of ten very long years of their heinous trolling, bullying, boycotting and defamation. It is not a war when one of their own, David Bret attacks my father in the days after he passed, it is not a war when he loads the internet with false names about me calling me homophobic, a fraud, and worse.

There is no truce to be had when the one who masterminds the “Campaign to Ruin Evelyn”, as they call it according to Cindy Martin, when he, Tracy Terhune mocks our deaths with his “tick-tocking” and when they bully my husband Renato by calling him the “man who wears a dress”. Here is the deal.

As long as Terhune continues to run that malicious, designated hate blog under my book's title, where he diverts my web traffic to find David Bret's illegal defamation posts, I will continue to defend us and our work. Imo they all form a true cancel mob and have for many years.

Oh the aliases....Mary O'Bannon, Cindy Martin, Mrs. Trellis, Joey Jenkinson, Albert Morris, David Bret, Etienne who likes to be called Stephen.... EdelMan, various forms of Edel surnaming, etc. It is kind of frightening I think to have these Facebook Groups run by these ghosts who we all know are not who they claim to be.

No, Marytin O'Bannon, no tea in the parlor with you and Ms. Eleanor until that blog is gone, until amends are made for the years of lies told and censoring of our work done with your blessing. And while you are at it you can cease feigning ignorance of Bret's aliases and Ms. O'Bannon, you can drop all pretense of being anyone other than who we all know you are.

Renato and I continue to represent ourselves best we can and our doing so here on this blog is not negativity but strength and pride. Life is tough enough and these people need to get lives and stop torturing us and viciously damaging the results of our hard work.

** Note to David Bret: You can save your time sending in comments to this blog. I am not opening them and just sliding them over, unopened, into an email forwarded to new lawyer. 

A Sweet Victory

In 2014, I filed a lawsuit against David Spurr Bret, charging him with defamation. As a resident of Italy, I filed the case in my local district of Asti. In 2016, the verdict was handed down and I won.

I am so proud of the victory because verdicts against online bullies are lamentably few. I have set up a website where I share the basic outline as to how the case came about @ www.zumayawinslawsuit.com

I have yet to complete the years 2018 until the present due to some projects we are close to completing. When that great moment arrives I will finish up the chronology on that website.

I am most proud of the filing in my lawsuit. I felt it was well-written and deserves a read. It can be read by clicking on the link to the Google Drive document.

https://www.zumayawinslawsuit.com/post/2016/12/14/lawsuit-as-filed-english

I share three pages (not sequential) of the thirty-seven page document, (the Italian court's certified English translation) as written by our fine Italian lawyer .

God Knows We Try

I have decided to keep this blog open and public but will be writing here primarily about the censorship and defamation of our work as spearheaded by Tracy Terhune. Our Rudolph Valentino content will now be shared only on our Patreon account where we have the ability to be public and block personal insults and destructive commentary generated by the censorship effort.

Renato and I have hard drives full of years of screenshots documenting that censorship and defamation. We are currently pondering just what to do with those thousands of images.

Truthfully we have stopped collecting their hate because it involves reading it. No need for that now. We recognized their defeat and surrender when David Bret posted his recent vintage 2010 death threats against us. It was an incredible low and a white flag imo admitting they have nothing left but that.

Bret, on the platform provided for him by Terhune, has sniggered for years how he has gotten away with his non-stop death threatening of us by calling it, “witty death wishing”. Well no one in the world would agree with that and the only people who allowed those”wishes” to slither by, would be his local police. And imo that was only because they fear him.

I would ask Mr. Terhune why he finds it acceptable to host David Bret on that vicious blog he runs against us and links as always to the mother of all designated hate blogs he also runs under my book's title, Affairs Valentino? Does Mr. Terhune think it ok to even affiliate with someone who taunts us with “wishes” of painful, gory deaths and every day for years and years and years? That is threatening behavior by them all. They are not wishes but indeed threats... sustained threats.

I will keep their threatening behavior out of Patreon Affairs Valentino as that was the reason for the move to a Patreon subscription platform.

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E Allora

Selfie after dinner; salad, steak, Chianti Classico Reserve & Halloween candy.

Regarding the Comments

I took the comments off this blog as a show of strength not weakness. A weaker person would have continued nonsensically to argue with the bastards. And yes I called them all that, Renato does too and with every good reason. So Tracy Terhune can rush off to log that insult into his tally.

According to Google definitions: “Bastard” is defined as an “unpleasant and despicable person.” There you have it and if Mr. Terhune wants to be called more flattering adjectives then he should earn them.

I have never cowered before their bastard acts and never will. I distinctly recall the first moments of awareness I had some time around 2003 when I realized the story I had to tell about Rudolph Valentino. Gulp. And I remember reading Affairs Valentino and shuddering. But I had to tell the story. It was the truth. I did not cower.

I paid, and we continue to pay the price for refusing to cower before the bastards of the Valentino world. But I think they have all sunk well below the real surface of respectability by now. 

They can not hide who they are anymore and with times so tough, no one respects a bastard and they are incredibly easy to spot these days.

Rudy in the Sky...

 

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A Public Service Announcement

I think the first review left on David Bret's book, Marlene Dietrich – My Friend – An Intimate Biography hits the old nail on the head. It reads, “Fake book, don't bother.” I address Bret's claims about that book and more today, because I have long disbelieved anything Bret says. I know for a million facts/reasons that he can only lie and about everything. He is the “boy who cried and cries wolf.”

This said, recently he might have just been forced to be truthful. This rarest of all occasions took place in his response to a court-ordered collection effort. In the course of this effort, Bret was contacted by a court official about certain of his assets; assets he alleged owning.

I informed the court Bret claimed ownership of three things which I knew would be worth considerable cash and with this he could pay me something on or all of the damages awarded to me in my victorious defamation lawsuit against him.

I told the court Bret has claimed for years his Valentino biography was based on Valentino's “unpublished diary” which he owned. I claimed this “unpublished diary” was 100% author fantasy fiction.

Here he shares a detail about his ownership of a “Valentino diary” and adds one more hysterical claim that his godfather was Jacques Hebertot's lover. This excerpt is taken from a post he made in 2010 on the blog run by Ms. Hala Pickford. 

I told the court Bret also claimed he owned letters written to Valentino by Andre Daven. I told them those letters would be worth a small fortune. As excerpted from the Facebook messenger exchange between “Cindy Martin” and Renato Floris which took place in 2019:

I also told the court, Bret claimed he engaged in phone conversations with Marlene Dietrich before her death which he taped. It was based on those Dietrich tapes that he wrote his “fake book”, calling her audaciously in his title... “My friend”. I have long alleged Bret never knew Dietrich, never spoke to her nor taped a word she said. It was all fake.

I based this primarily on the fact Bret lied about and continues to lie about everything. The obvious fact he has never shared a snippet of those tapes publicly is proof enough. He has created fake online accounts to post fake testimony as to his ownership of those tapes.... but he has never presented any proof he even knew his “friend” Dietrich.

Dietrich's daughter Maria Riva demanded to hear the tapes and instead of kindly accommodating her, Bret lashed her onto his death wish list... i.e. people he hopes will die soon. (For Bret death is some kind of punishment) Here a “Terry Sanderson” attests to having listened to Bret's Dietrich tapes, etc.

And Bret's public blurb on the book's Amazon page and other promos (see above) reads:

"I always feel at ease when I am talking to you, David. That is because you are one of the few men in the world who has tried to understand me." Marlene Dietrich In the last years of her life, Marlene Dietrich enjoyed a close friendship with David Bret. This book - the only biography of Dietrich to have been written with the full approval and complemented by her own words - is the result of that friendship. Her only condition was that the author should neither speak about nor publish her testament until after her death.

In a remarkable series of candid interviews, the last just two days before her death on 6 May 1992, we are presented with a Dietrich far removed from the images she conveyed in such films as DISHONOURED, DESTRY RIDES AGAIN and, of course, BLUE ANGEL, the vehicle which rocketed her to international stardom.”

Lies, all outrageous lies. “Fake book” indeed.

Why do I say this today? Because Bret's singular moment of truthiness came a few weeks ago when he was forced to respond to the court officers inquiry about the cash value of that Valentino diary, the Daven letters and the Dietrich tapes. Because he owes me some $70,000.00, I would have been promptly able to seize the property as payment.

Bret writes in the letter he wrote to my attorney and I excerpt:

So there you have it. No tapes, no letters and no diary and revealed in his own words. Now of course he could be lying to the court again. But if that is the case there could be some criminal charges made and some jail time served.

First comment on Bret's Dietrich book says it all, “Fake book. Don't bother.”

In the interest of truthfulness, I rest my case.

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"Undimmed..."

I found this snippet (see below) in my paper archive. Way back when I printed everything out and made binders. The last binder I made was for Norma and about ¾ way in, I realized I did not need to do that at all.

I have no citation for the item below and "Pa sing" would be missing that second "s". 

I will not be turning the blog comments back on because I will never again give "Satan's Angels"/"The Devil's Brigade" the opportunity to have at me all day long. 

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"To Those Who Do Nothing..."

To those who do nothing else but smear us, discredit us and belittle us, I have shut off your bully access to me. 

My home is now serene and you can scurry off to writing with the wind about your favorite topic... us...and make yourselves look like the incredible lying morons you are. You need no help with that. 

You seem to forget that people know us personally and they get very angry reading your lies about us. And because you lie about us and defame us to such a high degree of cruelty, your motive in doing so becomes crystal clear.

Whatever is motivating you to be so very possessed by us...is certainly not Rudolph Valentino or the truth.

Plain and Simple

How sorrowful and tragic these people are. I am blown away that with all life dishes out and to everyone, these people find the motivation to make things even worse... and for us. Why? In god's name, why? 

Renato said the other day that it is as if we are picking our way around the side of a cliff and they are right in front with little shovels digging the dirt away, trying to make us fall. 

But the ultimate height of mind bogging is that they do this to us for years on end in a heinous and public way... and then they act the victims. The added layer of abuse and when a bully starts accusing their victim of bullying it is the final straw. That makes them stupid in my opinion because part of me thinks they might be stupid enough to believe they are. 

Should I "learn" them a thing or two? ...and bother to post all of the years of evil they heaved our way? I could, one after another, file after file, year after year and now decade after decade. You do not have to look very far now to see the evidence... because they have no qualms about leaving it laying all over this blog in the form of comments. 

Well get off your high horses hypocrites. You are not that great, you are not Valentino experts, not king of Valentino, not Rambova's cousin, you are in fact a disgrace to the Valentino legacy; an utter and unequivocal disgrace. It may not seem so important in the greater scheme of things, but it is vital on a justice level. 

I want justice for what these people did to me and what they now trying to do to Renato. Renato who works so tirelessly and quietly on his Valentino translations; with such power and brilliance. The world of Valentino will long appreciate his hard work. He is almost done with his next book, in Italiano... which he has been working on for quite some time. 

And we are very excited over it. As we were with every single one of our books. 

No Response on My Offer

 A "bitch" is by definition a female dog, wolf or otter but also defined by Miriam Webster as, "a malicious, spiteful and overbearing woman". So there you have it. Check the date on the excerpt below (2018... her banner year) and know I have years and years of evidence that this "bitch" has been defaming us and bragging about impeding our right to do a fair and honest business for a very, very long time and done so publicly.

What is stunning is the silence, the deafening silence from people like Donna Hill, Tracy Terhune, and the Valentino family as they do nothing to stop her. And no they are not "minding their own business"... ruining us is their business and has been for an even longer time than the "Cindy Martin" account has been in existence. 

I do not buy the fake construct that she has been ousted of every forum. I think that is part of the whole scam. I am sure they goad her on and snicker in the back room, dancing a little jig of glee at her horribleness. Does she get a Christmas bonus every year?

For those who do not know she goes by the alias of "Dark Mum" and her other alias is "Cindy Martin". I have still had no word from this account agreeing to appear on camera with me, live with a picture ID to answer some of my questions. 

I was told this week she would never accept because "she is not who she says she is." I think the Valentino World will be very surprised to see who this "bitch", by definition... is. Below just one of hundreds of screenshots where she bashes Renato and I with lies and obscene defamation. As excerpted:

Eye-Watering

I'd like to clarify that contrary to the troll's claim our Patreon account is a “money-grab” and that we are shady characters, etc. I obviously have nothing at all to do with the subscriptions which are set up directly with Patreon.

Only the subscriber's e-mail and the name associated with that e-mail are visible to me and this information is private to me. Patrons are not visible to other Patrons unless they comment on a post and then the name associated with the email is shown but never the e-mail.

Many Patreon accounts offer a range of available tiers of subscription but we have one minimal tier because we are there for the privacy features and the ability to block unwelcome/utterly disgusting comments.

Patreon is a platform which allows people to fund the arts primarily and a way to support people who are actively working on something you are interested in.

In this way, patrons assume the role of investors and become a part of the work itself. I think you all know by now that Renato and I will do our best and work hard, as we always do... to make what we share there unique.

We have been advised to move to Patreon for some time now because of the abusive comments I am forced to read every day... but frankly I did not want to charge even a small fee. But privacy is extremely important which has become painfully obvious on this blog.

I also opened the Patreon account because I am dedicated to protecting those who support us. And this was becoming a real challenge this past week.

I will not be approving any more of their disturbed comments here and will instead be hurling them onto the burning trash pit. They are still sending them in... despite humiliating themselves on the previous post.

Thank you everyone for understanding and inspiring and supporting us!  Here is the new site for anyone interested. 

https://www.patreon.com/AffairsValentino

* On a side note... dinner with family last night at Musso & Frank's in Hollywood and when I saw the menu I wondered what Rudolph Valentino might have paid for that Filet Mignon back in his day; surely not 57$. 

I understand the menu is pretty much the same as it was when Rudy was frequenting the restaurant, but its kind of eye-watering price-wise at this point.

Mussos is still my favorite place to eat when we are in Los Angeles and it never disappoints especially in old Hollywood ambience. 

I Say "Drive Right By"

I guess it is time again to clarify that I have a file of unopened comments submitted to this blog (see below) and just an fyi to these folks. If you want to continue to waste your time writing them anyway that is your prerogative.

I also do not read this woman's (above) blog at all and never have. I consider her mess a complete “drive right by”. Here is what I mean by that.

On our first drive into El Jadida in Morocco, we passed a burning trash pit on the outskirts of the city. It was vast, smoldering with the desperate picking their way over it. I was horrified and that was the moment that I realized all was not well with life in Morocco. Not a place to stop the car and mosey over. Not at all. Burning trash pits of Morroco... that is what I consider the online output of Cindy Martin.

But in her defense I will refresh and remind that in 2019, she had a brief sojourn from the mob and messaged with Renato for a while. She published that exchange in which Renato of course was his always gentlemanly self.

She shared endless information with him about the specifics of said mob and I personally think that her blabbing only took place at all because someone shot her up with sodium pentothal, ( “a drug used to extract truthful statements from people”.) She could not help herself and told a lot of truths.

Because the entire transcript is ridiculously long, and in the interest of brevity... I made three collages of excerpts of the most impressive and informative things she told Renato. Of course after scurrying back to the burning trash pit, she said it was all lies. But boy it sure "rang true" to us. As excerpted from the messenger exchange which she has published and which Renato received and which is preserved on the server. (Each passage is a separate excerpt) 

And because they are accusing me of lying when I said I now have more than a thousand of their comments, “awaiting publication” on the blog, I share this:

In closing I am extending an invitation to Ms. Martin, “Squeaky”, as I call her...to appear on camera, live on Zoom with me and we open with her presentation of her photo ID to prove it is she. And might I request that the “son” appear also with her side by side?

I have a few questions.

Some Very Valuable Discoveries & Content

I am sharing the following articles which are all from the French newspaper, Comoedia and which I read in the podcasts Part 1 and Part 2 of "Rudolph Valentino & That French Incident". They are available to anyone, so all of those who are claiming I made this all up can shut up about that forever. I consider these letters so valuable I want them to be a part of the Valentino record and available. 

The letter written by Jacques Hebertot (below) is included in the article by Andre Tinchant which I read in the Part 1 of the podcast. Date of publication was May 31, 1924. 

This (below) is the article by J.L. Croze which includes the complete text written to him as a cablegram from Andre L. Daven. I read this in Part 2. Date of publication was May 29, 1924.

The following is the letter from Andre L. Daven which I read in Part 2. Date of publication was June 20, 1924.

A Bit of Information

I want to share a word about our Patreon venue. I have set this up to be able to engage/blog/etc., in public discussions without constant and disturbing harassment from those malicious few. Blogger does not allow me to block someone unless I make the blog private which I do not want to do. The result here is that I am bombarded every day with insult. 

Patreon has a feature to block a subscriber and cancel their subscription if they post insulting comments. Imagine that! 

It is a paid subscription of five dollars a month and the subscription is set up through Patreon, not us... and can be terminated at any time. The only information I receive is the e-mail account and name. This information is not made public.  

Renato and I plan to produce unique video posts and organize Zoom Q & A's and create live, streaming debates and discussions. It is a new venue for us with many new features to explore in creating unique posts and sharing our research.  

I am new to Patreon but promise to learn all the features they provide. Which really are many.

I will still be maintaining this blog. Anyone interested can sign up here:

https://www.patreon.com/AffairsValentino

Rudolph Valentino & That French Incident Part Two

Bello

Renato and I recorded an update to our previous podcast yesterday. But then he found another nugget which had to be included. We are redoing today at some point and it should be on soon. The story unfolds. I am pretty excited about it and so is Renato.

Meanwhile, more of my Instagram Affairs Valentino art.

 

Regarding the Truth About Our Integrity and Professionalism

A Commentary from Renato Floris:

I commend Evelyn for how she is able to face, quite stoically, the daily insults and bullying attacks attempting to force her to close her blog.

A blog where she deals with the topic of “Rudolph Valentino's life” in a scientific and documented way. There she shares her methods which are typical of serious researchers and a thousand miles away from the false "truths" about the subject of Valentino. I refer to those false "truths" which have been sadly legitimized, while deprived of any logic and presented without even the slightest intellectual honesty and actual documented evidence.

Intellectual honesty always guides us in our work as it does for all sincere and honest researchers.

The arguments used by those who want us and our work dead and buried, silenced forever, are evidence of their dreamed goal.

But we do not give up so easily and I can also say that if there had not been all these attacks, for years, we might be devoting our time to other research. Their miserable arrogance forced us to continue to work with the seriousness which distinguishes us and on an interesting and truly complex character to which we are not emotionally linked.

Emotions and prejudices are the enemies of any serious search for truth.

The first argument used against us is that we are deceivers. This is because as their last resort, in the face of Valentino's truth supported by our exceptional documentation... we are called counterfeiters and all our documents are branded to be "by default" false and created by us.

There is also a “Pasionaria” who acts as if she were a forensic technician. She pathetically tries to demonstrate that the documents we present are our masterful inventions which she can prove false.

I would advise that lady to devote herself to more useful activities and not let herself be guided only by envy. I know she would like to be Evelyn, but I'm sorry this is a mission impossible because that position is already occupied.

Last but not least, I also remind the "Pasionaria" that insults are not opinions.

The primary weapon used to keep people interested in Valentino's life far away from us, is to possess and exhibit Valentino relics. Owning these relics entitles the owner to utter any nonsense. Owning relics does not mean you own or even know the history. All this reminds me of the perfidious practices of the early colonizers who waved colored necklaces and shining trinkets about to steal the good faith of the naive honest natives.

Lastly, I share my clarification that in the famous photograph, taken in Deauville which we used as the image for our most recent podcast, the gentleman to Valentino's left is not André Daven but René Clair. It doesn't take a lot of science to figure out Rene Clair isn't Daven.

I wanted the legitimacy of my discovery to be verified professionally and I asked the highest French authority in cinema for their affirmation this was Rene Clair. I contacted the curator of the iconography section of the Cinémathèque Française, who, without ifs, ands or buts, confirmed the validity of my discovery. 

I am very sorry for these people's provocations as they reject the obvious, because their obstinacy prevents them from learning something new about Rudolph Valentino.

Less bullying and more healthy intellectual honesty.