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Now with a preamble about the fact I am a survivor of child abuse at the hands of Charles Wexler and theft and abandonment by the hands of Stacey Kotler, married to the medical hedge fund financier Kevin Kotler of Southampton and The Chelsea area in New York City at the One Madison building where Rupert Murdoch lives.Murdoch own the Wall Street Journal and FOX News, and the Kotlers finance some of the most ruthless right wing politicians in the United States as well as pay of people in cash illegally in Montreal such as Elaine Lang who lives at #514 Marc Chagall in Ct Saint Luc at a building called One quinoxe.Money from the Kolters also comes into Montral through medical financing and pharmaceutical companies to people like Howard Margolese at Mc Gill, who is reviewed on Rate My MDs, but the actual biggest criminal in all this in Doctor Evan Brahm, a terrible doctor and sick man who pushes pills on half the city of Montreal, just like the Sacklers did the US population with painkillers.Evan Brahm lives in Hampstead.He has a house on Lac Suprrieure near Mont Tremblent.His license should be revoked and ideally charges laid against him.At least everyone on Library Genesis will know the crimes of:- Charles Wexler-:Stacey Kotler and Kevin Kotler- Evan Brahm

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The New Weather: Child Abuse Edition
The Hellish Truth

Jonathan Wexler

Jonathan Wexler

Gatineau, Qubec

March 8, 2022.

Contents

I

The Story
The Child Abuse of Jonathan Wexler

When I was about 15 my father Charles Wexler started to beat me.

The first time was when I innocently spilled ink on a carpet and cut the stain to replace it with a new patch.

That time he almost killed me.

There were about 5 other times when he almost killed me.

Each time, Charles so-called, but not, Earnest, Wexler, beat me up and the fact said he loved me.

This fits the child abuser description to the T.

And now, he signed over power of attorney over his so-called retirement money to the equally ruthless daughter of his Stacey Kotler, married to a hedge fund maniac of a man, in my strongest view, named Kevin Kotler, who stashes money in the Cayman Islands and an an Island Resort called Antigua, goes to cult-like spas in Germany to be starved of calories, and more seriously owns an apartment about 5 flours down from Rupert Murdoch, who owns The Wall Street Journal and FOX news, at the One Madison Building in Chelsea.

Succession, the HBO television series, is based on the Murdochs.

Kevin Kotler and Stacey Kotler also finance some of the most Right Wing politicians in the US and support Chabad, who are a cult, as they cater to rich people. This last statement about Chabad has nothing to do with Anti-Semtism but is the truth as I studies about Religious Cults and Sects under Dr. Susan Palmer at Dawson College, a CEGEP here in Montreal.

Also, relevant to Montrealers, Stacey Kotler pays cash under the table to Elaine Lang, who lives at #514 in the Equinoxe Building on Marc Chagal in Cote Saint Luc.

Elaine Langue fraudulently passes herself off as a so-called Financial Therapist which is a total lie as there is no such thing and there are no degrees offered for this and she didnt even go to University likely. Elaine Lang also uses Facebook to spy on everyone in Montreal and will turn all these people against you, and she did to me, at the slightest provocation.

Her son Robert Lang deals in cryptocurrency which should be illegal and everyone else in her family are not cool.

This so-called family of mine has perpetrated many many crimes against me Jonathan Wexler, including:

Physical violence which almost led to dead numerous times.

The employment of psychiatrists, specifically Dr. Evan Brahm, to cover up their crimes.

Theft of my property and inheritance.

I want everyone in the whole world on Library Genesis know the kind of ruhtless people I am having to deal with, including in my co-called family.

The Mountains

This is how I remember it. A weekend away from a stressful job as a technical writer at a cutting edge special effects software company. A three hour drive south of my home, Montreal, to the White Mountains of New Hampshire.

I had been there before the last time because I had spotted Mount Washington on the Internet as the tallest mountain in the North East and sped strait-away. Many people are unaware of the majestic nature around them, and I had been unaware of the beauty of New Hampshire with its craggy rock strewn ridges, lush forests and spiking Presidential Range.

What a contrast to the computer code and sharp UI designs I see everyday.

This was going to be just a relaxing weekend away, until it hit me like a ton of bricks.

I was going to just spend the night at this hostel-like place called the Appalachian Mountain Club I had heard about the last time I was in New Hampshire in my attempt to hike Mount Washington. I just wanted a bunk room, and perhaps some casual socializing. I like to meet people, to get out of the somewhat conventional milieu I am apart of in the medium-sized city of Montreal.

Mostly I wouldnt get close to anyone I would meet, just talk about casual things, no commitments, but a chance to communicate, often across national, ethnic, or whatever else kind of divisions.

I never got close with anyone, that is, until 4 am one morning.

She burst through the door that November and proclaimed: Theres a fox by my car!

She thought I was a staff member at the Appalachian Mountain Club since I was wandering around so early in the morning and so asked for my help.

Ironically, even earlier that morning I had wandered into the library at the lodge and among the myriad of nature books admiring flowers and fauna, I had perused an album of photos taken around the lodge. Lots of wandering souls, temporary refugees from the urban landscapes of Boston, New York, and countless American suburbs around New England and beyond. But among those pictures, I had seen the fox and so it seems, he had been a regular visitor to the lodge and so I told this girl, I dont think its dangerous.

Needless to say me and this girl, who looked somehow exotic and a bit out of place here in New Hampshire, had made acquaintance. We had breakfast later that morning and hiked nearby Mount Jackson. It was both of our first winter hikes and we were both awed at the beauty even the wildlife was out in droves on that sunny matin; we had the grey jays eating from our hands.

I followed around this laughing, bouncing, beautiful girl with wild curiosity through the trails, over icy cliffs and past half-frozen rivers, to a modest four-thousand-and-some odd-foot cliff over-hanging the White Mountains.

It was an auspicious moment to start a love affair.

The Cities

So our love affair had begun although we had not even kissed that night by the fire at the AMC. She would come to visit me in Montreal, and I to Connecticut. We would make love and get to know each other quick.

All this as a prelude to Cuba.

We liked music and candles and staying home and leftovers and talking, and being quiet and shy and being physical often.

It was uncomplicated then.

It was laughter and innocence and the way it is supposed to be with no complications: family ties or job obligations, taxes, political affiliations, or religious ceremonies.

It was wholly divorced from modern civilization, and yet it beat to 50 Cent and eventually, Reggaetn and Harry Bellefonte singing Hava Nagillah. Well, you could already predict that it was going to get complicated.

We were going to Havana. Since she was Spanish, though American, she had to come to Canada first, and in a sense, been smuggled into Cuba though the border personnel in both Montreal and Cuba knew full well that she was American, as that was the passport she was carrying. Perhaps because her passport indicated that she was born in South America made it easier to crossover into Cuba she was in the know.

That is, she could empathize with the emotional struggle of the continent never being privy to the kind of emotional and political emancipation, both of oppressed peoples, labour, etc, in North America Latin America, it seemed to me, had been totally stifled by a combination of dictatorial Catholicism and landowner suppression, not to mention racial suppression still, she told me, you cannot get hired for certain jobs unless you have more prominent European features.

All this to say, in Cuba, they welcomed her in.

On her way to Montreal from the United States, she had picked up holiday paraphernalia. It was Christmas and Hanukkah, and we were to celebrate the holidays and the New Year together. All in prelude to the drive to Havana.

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