Facts of Note: Other than one Puritan exception, there is no record of any location outside of Minnesota named with the “Minne” prefix before the Longfellow Poem “Song of Hiawatha”. Frau Minne is the German Goddess who instills passion and kills lovers and cuts out their hearts.

I am Technical Director of the Minneapolis Telecommunications Network (MTN.org). In 2020, I lost the contract after Minneapolis adopted South Africa’s race-based exclusion, keeping white men from municipal telecom contracts.

May 25th, 2020, was Africa Day.

Elon Musk believes we live in a Simulation, and the math supports that conclusion. The 16 miles between Dayton’s Bluff in St. Paul and the cemetery, built on Ȟeyáte Otúŋwe where Musk’s Great-Great Grandfather Haldemon is buried is the answer to 2020 and Musk’s traceroute: woke_mind_virus query.

The truth of the matter, without any glamour, still reads like a ghost story.

I’ve never had any interest in the Occult. None. Zero. Zilch. However, Dayton’s Bluff, where I was born to a batshit crazy witch, just happens to be at the center of modern witchcraft in North America.

Minnesota has among the most witches, pagans, druids, and occultists per capita of any state in the country. It’s also ground zero for Prohibition, Affirmative Action, the Duluth Model, and the fraud and conflict that preceded the largest single-day execution in history.

I don’t place any significance on the supernatural elements of this story. Facts don’t care about my feelings, and every claim in the story is validated in the table below.

I was born during an eclipse on a new moon, above the cave, recorded the Dakota told Wakan-Tipi the Great Spirit speaks, in a sanitarium. built on an ancient burial ground.

The sanitarium was closed that year, found liable in a torture case involving a severely burned woman left tied to a radiator. The chief of psychiatry continued his practice in the morgue of St. John’s on the same bluff, named for a wildcat banker, now home to a MN State College. He and others in the neighborhood went on to have profound effects on US drug treatment under Nixon.

Followers of Aleister Crowley, who wanted to breed “moon children,” formalized the 13 Principles of Wicca by the same mounds, which allowed the first Dianic coven to legally hold seances.

Elon Musk was born that summer in between the year’s two eclipses.

Marxist feminism took over the women’s movement later that summer. The childhood home of “Patriarchy” and Crowley’s US Publisher’s “haunted house” on St. Paul’s Cathedral is visible from the tower by the mounds. The Dakota offered their dead on scaffolds where the two rivers meet can be seen from that tower.

St. Paul’s all-female city council, the first in the nation, flies a flag sacred to two native nations. I’kwe Anung, the Ojibwe Woman’s Star, symbolizes birth and women’s dominion over man; it’s also Aåpetu D/Luta Wiçaå®pi, the Dakota sacrament of a woman’s first blood.

I went to the mounds to watch the Wolf’s moon obscuring Mars when the last window closed, and I thought I heard a voice whisper the name of the woman behind it all, the long-since-dead Maria Bates Dayton.

Chief Justice Burger grew up on the bluff on Maria Ave., and he and Justice Blackmun, who wrote Roe v. Wade, went to school on Bates Ave.

I make no supernatural claims; I speculate the whisper was the result of a program I’ve been running for 50 years, since my father, an officer in a pagan motorcycle gang, was murdered on Mother’s Day, 1975.