No Masked Man

 God giveth and God taketh away.  My thoughts of Tony bring him here today.  He is a classically trained chef from birth and has worked all over the world.  He is the best.  He will now man the ship at Hell's Kitchen downtown.  Gordon Ramsey is a friend and a British royal.  He is Interpol, but not Scotland Yard.  He is British Royal Navy from birth and turned in Prince Andrew, personally.  He is now respected and protected, thus can hire Tony without fear of reprisal.  He has evidence on William and Harry and thus they will have to be honorable with me.  Being the head of the House of Windsor has never been easy for me because I am not British.  Brits are actually an amalgamation of different royal lines.  I will not discuss further, but the downtown Minneapolis library holds all the royal genealogy records throughout time for the entire globe.  I will journey there tomorrow after my swim to check out a book or two to read and be in the energy of that community.  Tony will now head ICP and ICP will now fall.  No more industry for them at all.  They will have to just hold the lines they do now in the streets, especially in NYC, immediately.  Tony can now be a true friend to me, but no longer a lover.  He will have what he needs from royals here and overseas and from chef community, especially in NYC.  I have now cast away the idea of this man at Cub.  I cannot be under the control of ICP, creatively, or a man like that in my life who dominates me.  I may be wrong, maybe he is strong, but I just play with ideas of personalities and walk away just in time before I commit to ties that bind in any way.  The blooming rose is coming, but it is not that man.  My stint at Cub was planned by me and the military in 1973, and now I am free.  I just needed to handle ICP.  Vie