Johns Hopkins Crypto Prof asked to remove blog post regarding NSA.

Posted on September 10, 2013 by Art

Crypto prof asked to remove NSA-related blog post
Predictable backtrack from Johns Hopkins comes a few hours later.

by Nate Anderson – Sept 9 2013, 4:55pm EST

Matthew Green is a well-known cryptography professor, currently teaching in the computer science department of Johns Hopkins University in Baltimore. Last week, Green authored a long and interesting blog post about the recent revelations that the National Security Agency (NSA) has, among much else, subverted crypto standards. In his words, “The TL;DR [‘too long; didn’t read’ version] is that the NSA has been doing some very bad things.” And Green went on to speculate at some length about what those “bad things” were and what they might mean.

Ars Technica Story on the NSA

Crypto prof asked to remove NSA-related blog post
Predictable backtrack from Johns Hopkins comes a few hours later.

by Nate Anderson – Sept 9 2013, 4:55pm EST

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Matthew Green is a well-known cryptography professor, currently teaching in the computer science department of Johns Hopkins University in Baltimore. Last week, Green authored a long and interesting blog post about the recent revelations that the National Security Agency (NSA) has, among much else, subverted crypto standards. In his words, “The TL;DR [‘too long; didn’t read’ version] is that the NSA has been doing some very bad things.” And Green went on to speculate at some length about what those “bad things” were and what they might mean.

Today, Green’s academic dean contacted him to ask that “all copies” of the blog post be removed from university servers. Green said that the move was not “my Dean’s fault,” but he did not elaborate. Were cryptology professors at Johns Hopkins not allowed to say, as Green had, things like:

I was totally unprepared for today’s bombshell revelations describing the NSA’s efforts to defeat encryption. Not only does the worst possible hypothetical I discussed appear to be true, but it’s true on a scale I couldn’t even imagine. I’m no longer the crank. I wasn’t even close to cranky enough.

Was basic academic freedom on the line? Had the request even come initially from Johns Hopkins or from outside the school—perhaps someone at the NSA headquarters just up the road from Baltimore?
Matthew Green.

I asked John Hopkins, and spokesman Dennis O’Shea responded with the school’s side of the story:

The university received information this morning that Matthew Green’s blog contained a link or links to classified material and also used the NSA logo. For that reason, we asked Professor Green to remove the Johns Hopkins-hosted mirror site for his blog.

Upon further review, we note that the NSA logo has been removed and that he appears to link to material that has been published in the news media. Interim Dean Andrew Douglas will inform Professor Green that the mirror site may be restored.

Complete Ars Technica story here.

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Be prepared to litigate: Boy Scouts pressures Hacker Scouts to drop “Scouts” The Boy Scouts of America insists it has a trademark on the word “scouts.” by Megan Geuss – Aug 20 2013, 11:25pm EST

Posted on August 25, 2013 by Art

I’ve totally ripped this piece off from the Ars Technica web site because of this sentence:

Since 1919, the Boy Scouts of America has held a congressional charter that protects the organization’s “exclusive right to use emblems, badges, descriptive or designating marks, and words or phrases the corporation adopts.”

And I thought you might like to read the whole story. My only addition is this thought, Does this mean congress endorses the persecution of young boys and young men because as they reach puberty these people learn that they are attracted sexually to members of their own gender? When you think about it, this is harmful to the young person, the young scout because not only does he have to deal with confusing new feelings but the Boy Scouts of America expels this kid separates him from his friends and social network because he no longer conforms to their white. christian vision of society.

Outright theft starts here.

In 2012, Oakland, California, resident Samantha Matalone Cook and some friends started a group for their kids called Hacker Scouts. The adults taught children who were between eight and 12 years old how to build circuit boards, make DIY ice cream, laser cut picture frames, among other things, and the kids could earn badges by completing projects. The group became popular and within a year, according to the Los Angeles Times, parents across the country were inquiring about how to start their own local chapters.

But the Boy Scouts of America (BSA) is not happy with the new scouting group. On Monday, Cook wrote on the Hacker Scouts blog that for the past several months, her association has been trying to compromise with the BSA, which sent the Hacker Scouts a Cease and Desist letter claiming that the BSA has an exclusive right to the term “scout.”

“Through various letters, we have tried to quietly come to a compromise, but the BSA position is clear: change our name or they will take us to court,” wrote Cook.

Since 1919, the Boy Scouts of America has held a congressional charter that protects the organization’s “exclusive right to use emblems, badges, descriptive or designating marks, and words or phrases the corporation adopts.” This, the charter says, is in order to “promote, through organization, and cooperation with other agencies, the ability of boys to do things for themselves and others, to train them in scoutcraft, and to teach them patriotism, courage, self-reliance, and kindred virtues, using the methods that were in common use by boy scouts on June 15, 1916.” (Yes, Girl Scouts have a similar congressional charter).

Cook, in her blog post, wrote that Hacker Scouts was not modeled after the Boy Scouts and has never claimed any affiliation with the BSA. “We believe the charter itself may be unconstitutional,” she wrote, “and that ‘scouts’ is a world-wide connotation for a youth organization that existed before [the BSA] and will exist long after them.” On the Hacker Scouts’ Facebook page, some parents said that their children were members of both scouting groups and were surprised that the BSA would make the use of the term “scout” an issue.

Boy Scouts public relations director Deron Smith told the Los Angeles Times that his organization “has a responsibility” to its members to maintain “trademarks, symbols, words, and phrases” that create “a sense of belonging.”

“As any organization would do, from time to time, it’s necessary for the BSA to take steps to protect its intellectual property and brand,” he told the Times. “The BSA plans to continue corresponding with this organization in hopes of reaching an amicable resolution.”

Cook has said that the Hacker Scouts board will make a decision on how to move forward in the near future “based on advice from our lawyers and our own sense of duty.”

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Another Flight Almost Cancelled . . .

Posted on July 26, 2013 by Art

Returning from a X-Mas Holiday in Florida . . .

. . . we were settled into our seats in the Southwest Boeing 737 for the ride from Tampa to Manchester, NH. Listening to the sounds n the cabin, I could hear that we were surrounded by fellow residents of our fair city all returning home at the end of our stay and planning on our return to our work-a-day lives in the morning. Southwest is a fine low-cost airline, the stewards are courteous and have always been helpful with the things we can no-longer do for ourselves so I am sorry for what I did to get us home that night. I bullied the flight crew with a threat of bad press. I lied to the captain of our ride home when I told him that I was the Travel and Leisure columnist for the tabloid published by Jody Reese et c The Hippo. I lied when I told the captain that I was going to write my column on how Southwest Airlines placed profits above their passengers schedule. I wanted to go home. We were tired and had business to attend to the very next day in New Hampshire. I also thought that some of my fellow citizens might not be prepared for a last minute hotel stay near the airport with one or more tired, cranky children. I also thought that some of them would have to explain to their employer they needed to take another day off at the end of their vacation time. What did I see? What did I know? What did I do? As the ever faithful Sargent Schultz says: I know nothing! But I am willing to stick my neck out on an educated guess.

The seeds of my deception began when the first officer of our fine aircraft came back to look out one of our windows when I know he’s got two perfectly fine windows of his own in the front of the aircraft. Then he came back with a flashlight and looked out at the right wing. O-kay I thought. Maybe he’s checking the fuel caps but don’t these things re-fuel from underneath? I know you don’t need a flashlight to see if the navigation lights, those red, white and green marker lights that help on-lookers orient the aircraft at night, are working. Then the captain came back, with the flashlight and proceeded to look out the windows at the leading edge of both wings. Uh oh. I’m tired, I’m cranky. I want to settle back in my seat with my thoughts for the ride home. I don’t want to be up half the night renting a car, finding a motel and dealing with the airline for a ride home tomorrow. I want to sleep in my bed tonight! So I wave over the stewardess and ask her to tell the captain “that I know what’s going on and he’ll want to speak to me.” This is a Hail Mary Pass if there ever was one but what do I have to lose? Today I’d be arrested and interrogated, jailed and labeled a terrorist but in the late 1990s I was probably labeled as a concerned passenger. So the captain comes back and I tell him that I’ve got a pretty good idea what’s going on and he’ll probably do the right thing by South West. So now I’ve got him confused and I lead with what I know as fact, that his first officer and he himself have been out looking at the wing with a flashlight. And now I go off on my little fantasy. I tell the captain that I think he’s got a plane with a blown de-icing boot and that he’s about to cancel our ride home. I calmly and quietly tell the man that will soon have my life in his hands that I can write one of two stories, one that tells how Southwest puts profits above the schedule of their passengers or a story about the blown icing boot and how the captain called for a fuel truck, and added enough fuel to get us all back to Manchester, NH by flying below the icing level. I don’t know how much extra that flight cost Southwest and I really don’t care. I didn’t right this back then — and I should have because when I told this story to Jody years later his comment was “I should have thought of you when Southwest asked for a copy of the story and all I could say the them was it wasn’t us.”

The ride home was magic. About the time when everyone was really bored we were over New York city. right over New York city and people moved from side to side in the cabin to look down on the city below and the Boeing made the necessary turns to navigate between the three airports. Even better, the captain heeded my suggestion that he fly the glide slope into Manchester’s Grenier field or MHT as the aviation world names our home airport “a couple of dots low and to the left.” I sat quietly and listened as people said “Those are the WFEA towers!” “Look there’s Elm Street!”

Companies are made of people and people will do the right thing if allowed to do so. That nameless captain and Southwest airlines did just that.

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Jahar Tsarnaev and The Cover of the Rolling Stone

Posted on July 23, 2013 by Art

As God is my Witness I Thought Turkeys Could Fly.

Willful ignorance. This is a problem that just won’t go away. You don’t want to think, maybe because you think that sitting down and just thinking is lazy? What about wasting your time and energy, wasting the one life you have to live through running in circles,spinning your wheels, not taking the time to see where you are and what you are doing.
Take Rolling Stone magazine. RS used to be printed on news sheet, then it became a glossy tabloid and now RS is a standard size glossy magazine with myriad commemorative and collector issues printed each month. Rolling Stone was a counter culture newspaper with advertising for alternative lifestyles and drug paraphernalia in every issue. Yet in the year leading up to the 2,000 presidential election RS magazine managed to produce an accurate insightful and damning story on presidential candidate George Bush. But you didn’t bother to read that and if you did you didn’t do anything with what you learned. Leading up to the 2,008 presidential election RS again produced an incredibly detailed fact based story on candidate John McCain. I read the story. I drew the conclusion that the USS Forrestal fire was a fragging1 incident gone bad. After reading the detailed account of the Senator’s life to that point I believe that one of John McCain’s fellow pilots had just had enough of Mr. McCain’s attitude, fired a missile at Mr. McCain’s aircraft and missed. In character with the rest of the story RS printed, Senator McCain released his bombs to roll away on the deck, and ran away as fast as he could to save his own skin. Years after the Forrestal fire, Senator Kerry threw his hat in the ring for President of the United States running against Senator McCain and the Grand Old Party didn’t hold back with the GOP’s version of Senator Kerry’s Vietnam War record. Now Senator Kerry served as a ground troop in Vietnam and Senator McCain served in the airforce. Senator Kerry crewed a riverboat at considerable risk and diligently filed the paperwork necessary for recognition of his service possibly shortening the time the Senator, then Vietnam soldier Kerry had his neck in the noose. The GOP found this to be a bad thing. where was Then airforce pilot John McCain? Go back and read the Rolling Stone article.

Jahar Tsarnaev made the August 2013 cover of the Rolling Stone. Cue the Dr. Hook song here please and United States citizens are up in arms. Why? Because the cover is a flattering photograph showing the Boston, MA Marathon Bomber (alleged) in a flattering light. Why are you up in arms about the cover photo? Because you’re too lazy to read the magazine article and see what the writer had to say about Mr. Tsarnaev and right on The Cover of the rolling Stone, issue 1188 August 1, 2013 is the headline:

The Bomber


How a Popular, Promising Student was Failed by his Family, Fell into Radical Islam and Became a Monster.

A Massachusetts police photographer releases police photographs because he doesn’t like the picture on the cover. How much longer would it take to read the title also on the cover?

What follows is twelve pages of what looks to be twelve point type, leaded by about 2 points and arranged in three columns per page for easy reading. Instead of reacting to a sound-bite or a newspaper headline why don’t you go down to your local library and read the story from front to back. Instead of taking the easy way out and repeating nonsense why not take the time to learn the rest of the story. Maybe you can help stop the next attack before it has a chance to get started.
How?
The Tsarnaev family came here with war damaged psyches. The brothers were good people who were lead astray by radicals. Instead of wasting your breath vilifying someone you know nothing about, why don’t you take the time to learn. Writer Janet Reitman put a lot of work into the story she wrote, the story called Jahar’s World. Miss Reitman has done all of the hard work all you have to do is read what she wrote.
Then what?
There are more good people in the world than there are bad people. The task of making the world a better place when spread over all of the good people is easier than the task of the bad people who want to tear the world apart. Yes, it’s easier to destroy than build but remember there are more people that want to build a better world than those that want to tear that world down. Just as a rising tide lifts all ships in the harbor, when you help your neighbor your life gets just that little bit better too.

1Fragging. Short for Fragmentation Grenade as used in the Vietnam war.
The killing of an officer by those under his command.

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Art, Lynn, the Boeing, the Storm and Breakfast

Posted on July 11, 2013 by Art

One christmas holiday back in the 1990s we were leaving for Florida from Logan airport in Boston, MA just as a Nor’ Easter was coming through town. For those of you not familiar with this type of storm a Nor’ Easter is a winter hurricane in New England. They have an eye, 70 mph winds and typically pump moisture laden air off the north Atlantic over the New England states of Maine, New Hampshire, Massachusetts and Vermont where it falls as snow, snow and more snow. Sitting at the gate the Boeing 737 was rocking gently from the wind, not an auspicious sign for the beginning of our journey or to phrase this another way, if we didn’t get in the air soon we weren’t going anywhere for a couple of days. Thank the airline, the tower controller and the gods of aviation but we were pushed back, taxied without stop to the runway turned and started down the runway. We were possibly the last aircraft to leave Logan that morning.
Lynn and I always book an aisle seat and a window seat on the 737, over the wing if possible for the best chance of a comfortable flight. Unfortunately the center seat was sold so we had company for this flight. A handsome young man of possibly Spanish descent wearing a leather jacket and jeans. We made our introductions and when the young man noticed that Lynn and I are a middle aged gay couple he caged his eyes front and center and settled into his own thoughts. No big deal.

Art peering at something motorcycle related.

Art peering at something motorcycle related.

Conversation happens when it will and we had our books for entertainment. I was looking forward to the flight, I’m a licensed pilot though not for anything as sophisticated as the big Boeing, so I have what is sort of an insider’s view of an airline flight. I noticed that the big engines were pushing us down the runway a little longer and to a higher speed than usual and the airplane’s rotation to take-off attitude may have been a little bit brisker, both things I do on a gusty windy day. The big Boeing left the ground smartly and returned to the runway just as smartly only to leave the ground again. The second time we didn’t return to the ground so things were going better than expected. I took a look to my left to see how our guest was doing and my first thought was “I wonder what he had for breakfast?” With my mind in high gear and hoping against all hope the love of my life wouldn’t be in a surly mood I leaned forward and exclaimed to Lynn “Isn’t this fun!?” and he responded “Yeah!” so I followed up with “too bad this isn’t going to last.
A smiling happy Lynn.

A smiling happy Lynn.

This is just like racing across a lake in a speed boat on a hot summer’s day! Too bad we’ll be through 10,000 feet soon and on top of the clouds!” and bless his heart he responded with “and as soon as we’re on top the air will be smooth again.” Well, the kid in the middle seemed to relax a little. The people in the seats around us thought we were crazy but that’s fine by me. Just so long as they weren’t thinking about how they felt. Pretty soon the Big Boeing broke out on top and as expected the air was smooth for the most part and life was back to normal with sunlit clouds passing by below us, Pretty soon the stewardess came by with food and drink and I was a little surprised when she leaned in and thanked us. I asked why and she answered “if anybody and gotten sick they all would have. As it was they were too busy talking about the crazy people.” I modestly explained my self interest in the matter and enjoyed my extra pack of airliner almonds.
When Tom Jefferson wrote about the pursuit of happiness he was talking about the good of all, about how we can all be just a little bit better, live better lives together than apart. It really isn’t all that hard to do something for the public good.

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The Supreme Court says I’m the same as you.

Posted on June 28, 2013 by Art

This week the Supreme’s ruled that the majority can’t deny basic legal rights to a minority. Wow. The bullies got slapped down. Too little too late for me and Lynn since we’re past our fiftieth birthday and pretty well handicapped by ancient motorcycle injuries. So I’m reviving something I wrote last winter about a brazen theft that is considered alright by the thieves because Lynn and I are less than human in their eyes.
During the summer of 2011 Lynn’s beloved 1970 Dodge Challenger RT Convertible was stolen from him by Paul and Matt Doolittle because Lynn owed Paul $15,000 even though I handed Paul $5,000 towards that debt and said I could come up with the rest shortly.

Dear Paul,
When you, your son Matt, Jerry Sterling and Curt Smith, Lynn and I sat in the minister’s office at UUCM for yet another of your meetings I didn’t expect what unfolded. I thought you were gong to spring yet another plan on how you were going to help us get our lives on the right track. At no time did I expect the shout-fest that ensued as you and your support group began badgering Lynn to sign a bill of sale for his beloved Challenger. At the end it was your promise to Lynn that he’d never see his car again that forced Lynn’s hand to sign that damned bill of sale that you keep trotting out as proof that everything is above board. But Lynn didn’t take the money did he. No money no sale at that time and Mike Mancini already had possession of Lynn’s Challenger thanks to you and Matt. Or should I say Matt? I heard Jerry talking to his wife Dianah about what Matt had done when Jerry didn’t think I was around. I heard Jerry tell Dianah about that time that “Matt had told Michael Mancini that it was o-kay to take the car and now you and Paul were going top have to get Lynn to sign a bill of sale or Matt would go to jail.” You guys knew at the time what you were doing was wrong yet to this very day Jerry scream in my face that “Paul needed the money!” Well what about us! You guys took everything we had because “Paul needed the money” and left us with nothing. And yet you hold your head high, a pillar of the community. Bah!

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New Hampshire GOP Representative in the News

Posted on May 4, 2013 by Art

It is my opinion that people don’t really think about what they are reading, that for too many years people haven’t been challenged to think about what is really being said by the speaker or writer and I call it reading between the lines.

New Hampshire State Representative Stella Tremblay a sterling example of the Grand Old Part of the Republic and the thoroughly vetted republican representative of Auburn, NH said this on a syndicated radio talk show:

“My first reaction to seeing the horror of that person who had the legs blown off … was that he was not in shock,” Tremblay reportedly said during a broadcast of the Pete Santilli Show on the Guerrilla Media Network on Tuesday. “And I looked, and I thought, ‘There’s something. I don’t know what’s wrong,’ but it seemed surreal to me … He was not in shock. He was not in pain. If I had had those types of injuries, I would be screaming in agony.” By Michael Rosenfield, WBZ-TV New Hampshire Bureau Chief

I don’t think she’s praising Jeff Bauman’s stamina. I think that she is saying that Mr. Bauman, a man who took the time to give a statement to investigators before being taken to the hospital, didn’t really lose his legs.

Stella Tremblay claimed on the Glen Beck Facebook page that the April 15th bombing, near the finish line to the Boston marathon, was a United States government plot with some nefarious political goal.

We live in an age of instant communication. I sit here in my local Market Basket supermarket stretching a cup of coffee and using their WiFi connection and I have access to research material I couldn’t have accessed after traveling hundred of mile and all at my fingertips. Yet you elect people to public office who don’t bother with reality as in Stella Tremblay’s case regarding Jeff Bauman, you elect public representatives that believe in governance by supernatural beings and you believe that you have your own personal angel watching over you.

What is wrong with you.

I’ve been in painful life-threatening situations. My life has nearly ended three times now, not that I’m counting and my last serious injury was in October of 2010 when I tripped over a lawnmower in the dark and fractured the head of my humerus on my right side. I can tell you that it was extremely painful but I did manage to untangle myself from the lawnmower and walk to the house for help. It wasn’t fun and I had a long night in the emergency room. I can imagine what Mr. Bauman was feeling like and appreciate the risk he took by waiting to talk to investigators to pass on what information he had regarding the bombing.

And here in New Hampshire we have another proud member of the Republican party claiming that Mr. Bauman didn’t really suffer severe injuries because of the bomb blast and Stella Tremblay can start with certainty that Jeff Bauman is not the type of person that we should all try to be, Stella Tremblay says that Jeff Bauman, a man who through no fault of his own now has to learn to live life as a double amputee, is a fraud.

Way to go Auburn, NH. Way to go Representative Stella Tremblay, R-Auburn. Way to go Grand Old Party of the Republic.

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Why Can’t We Work Together?

Posted on April 28, 2013 by Art

It’s Saturday after the Patriot’s Day bombing and a week of pursuit. On Friday Boston was shut down completely. Streets were deserted, businesses closed and it seemed everyone was tuned into some form of media. By the end of the day the second known suspect was captured alive thanks to a home owner checking out a tear in the shrink wrap on his boat.

The Patriot’s Day bombers were caught by the authorities with information collected and given by an informed populace. Nowhere to be seen were Tea party members complaining about the cost, the very real cost to businesses caused by closing Boston, MA for business for one day. Maybe $300,000,000 or in words three-hundred million dollars. Nowhere to be seen were gun rights advocates standing side by side with the authorities in a display of firepower. Nowhere did I see the armed citizen capturing the murderer of the MIT police officer, Sean Collier 26 years old.

There were no protesters citing a right to privacy in their homes when the police came by to search for the fugitive bomber. But we have Senator McCain urging the trying Dzhokhar Tsarnaev as an enemy combatant on one hand and the ACLU questioning the missing Miranda Rights reading on the other. Both missing the point that Patriot’s Day revolves around who we are. On one hand we need more information that Mr. Tsarnaev can provide and on the other we need to protect who we are. We are not a nation of gun toting crazies convinced that only those with weapons will survive the fall of civilization as we know it. Neither are we a nation of people who believe that personal responsibility means working hard, paying your own way and living off your own savings. Sometimes conveniently forgetting publicly funded community college or GI Bill educations or the income from Social Security that makes retirement savings last that much longer or provide a slightly higher quality of life.

No, we are a nation of moderate well meaning people. People who understand that not everyone can fend for themselves. People who understand that an early leg up in the form of publicly funded education pays off not only for the people directly helped but for all of us in the long run. We are a nation of people who understand that because of physical or mental disability some of us are homeless and are not lazy bums and deserve the support of a compassionate nation.

So why don’t we got along with one another? Why doesn’t our government work? Is it because too many of us live a me first philosophy and all that entails? Where is the spirit of compromise? When did we hand our government over to out and out hypocrites? Hypocritical people who rename ideas in an Orwellian fashion, where affordable health care becomes Obama care, where minimum financial support for the least among us becomes entitlement? While at the very same time these very same drink shamelessly from the public fountain? And worse use their publicly granted powers to foster the needs of business with one hand while accepting the rewards granted by a grateful business community with the other? What happened to learned public discourse. The given take of public argument on serious issues by serious people until a workable compromise is reached?

Most important, why can’t we the people work together everyday the way the people of Boston did the week after the Patriot’s day bombing? Maybe not with that intensity, but together towards a common goal, a future that’s better for everyone? why can’t we say enough is enough and do what’s necessary to make our government work again?

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Choosing the facts you want to believe.

Posted on March 9, 2013 by Art

I used to do a Thursday Night Supper at the Unitarian Universalist Church of Manchester, NH. I did it for years, just me and Lynn because I didn’t want it to be about the food. I wanted it to be about the people. A place to become a community.

Then in October of 2010, after finishing repairs on a 1951 Plymouth Cranbrook, I tripped over a lawnmower in the dark landed perfectly wrong and absolutely shattered my right humeral head. That I had been living with AVN in that bone since the 2007 collision with the Hyundai in Bow, NH is not a mitigating factor in the eyes of He Who Must be Obeyed. Nope, Art tripped over a lawnmower in the dark.

Thanks to the Manchester Community Health Center and a triage nurse at the clinic who went to bat for me, and compassionate care at The Elliot, and the incredible skill of Dr. Robert Parisien and his team I still have the use of my right arm.

Poofy Bandage Photo

This is the surgically sterile dressing applied in the operating room to protect the incision from infection.

When I’m down for repairs, it doesn’t do me any good to stay at home, well I did rest up after the heart attack in 2001, so I went about my business as best I could. When I went to church on Sunday I asked everyone to respect my space because my shoulder was broken and waiting for treatment. After consultations, x-ray photographs, consultation and a night at the Elliot I was home with my new toy, a stainless steel stem style device surgically implanted in my right arm bone.

When I’m down, I can count on Lynn to take over the physical stuff for the duration. So I was operated on Tuesday and made it to the church, after an afternoon nap, Thursday evening to direct Lynn in the production of a Thursday Night Supper — and yes I was counting on sympathy to get the mess cleaned up for us. Rick Weinstein, an attorney of all things was there to set up his tables for his Introduction to Bridge course, something that is very popular. Now normally when I’m in bad shape I respond to polite inquirys with “Fine, just fine thank you. And you?” But that night I really would rather have been at home in bed with a book over my eyes, reading, so I admitted that I was wiped out because I’d just had me shoulder replaced on the Tuesday before. Rick turned and looked across the room, so I added, no really, it’s such a routine surgery that it’s almost in by Nine, out by Five. And to this rick shook his head in the negative. So I asked if he believed me and he responded with “I don’t see how you could have had that done.” And the tone of his voice and his body language was to say that I was fabricating the whole thing.

The surgical entry wound for my hemi-arthroplasty

Eighteen surgical staples form a neat arc on my right shoulder.


Well, I was in pain, I was doing my best to support a program that I thought was necessary for the congregation’s sense of community. I had these staples holding my skin together. I was terrified of infection because that’s another whole world of hurt. I’m standing in front of the guy and he thinks I’m making all of this up! What is wrong with you people?

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Lynn and his Challenger, August 24, 2011

Posted on March 7, 2013 by Art

Lynn was seriously working to sell his beloved Dodge Challenger. He new that it wouldn’t take long, Lynn knew and does know that he owned the last undiscovered Dodge Challenger factory promotion car.

Here’s where he advertised:

http://www.cuda-challenger.com

And here’s his ad:

Due to lack of local interest I will offer my Challenger for sale that I have owned since 78. JS27V0B1004XX. Its one of the “promo” or “show” cars Chrysler made on day one production. Still in its original paint. Bought it in Calif in 78. Moved to the N.E. 20 years ago and have not had much time to drive it (Did drive it cross country) last time on the road was 3/4 years ago.
This is a red (fe5) on red car with all the goodies on it. 440 six pack/4speed/4:10 Dana 60 super track pack option. Engine was rebuilt about 30K back and is still tight. Harden seats in the head. I will get some photos up soon as I do not have a photo spread of it like you would want to see it if you are looking to buy. Years ago I use to take it to English town but it was to much of a pain dealing with people who would track me down to New Hampshire with offers. Please PM me with your offers-I do have a price in mind and the first person that gets to it will have a sale-this is not a auction and I will not sell to the highest bidder, just the first one to hit my number-which is not that high but is over 100K and less that 200K. If you do not live to far and will pay for the gas and bus back I can drive it to you. Body is very good-interior is burnt but I do have a new one waiting to go in. I am the second owner of this car.
email sixpacktogo2003@yahoo.com

photo link:http://www.arts-attic.com/automobile…challenger.htm

And now we get to the good stuff. Paul Doolittle really went too far this time. He seems to have a life-long habit of taking other people for a ride for fun and profit but this time he went too far. This is theft on a large scale that I’m talking about here. This is fraud, this is providing false information to the Derry, NH police department. All because he wouldn’t believe how much Lynn Shackelford’s stuff, including is collection of cars, was really worth.

Because of Paul’s “help” we lost our house and Lynn grudgingly admitted that he needed to part with his beloved 1970 Dodge Challenger and he began to advertise. I was told by Paul Doolittle that I didn’t know what I was doing and “experts” had assured him that my efforts wouldn’t be noticed. Well, open another tab, open another window and Google, Art Joly, Lynn Shackelford, Lynn Andrew Shackelford, or Lynn’s Challenger and this matter will pop up on the first page. People are looking. So much for Paul Doolittle’s “experts.”

This is a simple matter really. Mike Mancini is crooked, as is Paul Doolittle. Paul conned the Derry, NH police department so the police didn’t take Lynn seriously when Lynn reported his Challenger as being stolen. As the theft was taking place.

It’s pretty simple really. Lynn’s Challenger is a stolen car. Lynn didn’t sell it to anyone.

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