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.