Timesuck with Dan Cummins - 252 - Aliens, Sexual Abuse, Disco, Racism, and ... Egyptians? The Nuwaubian Nation of Moors Cult

Episode Date: July 12, 2021

So much WTF!?! coming at you today. Wow. Dwight York is a maniac. And a terrible writer. And only a good disco/r&b vocalist if you compare him to other cult leaders who also have dabbled in music. But somehow this two-bit con man strung together around two hundred pamphlets full of his very confusing and constantly changing theology, or "factology" as he'd call it. The only message that remained the same as Dwight shifted his teachings from being based in Islam to Christianity to American Indian mythology to extraterrestrial, conspiratorial, Heaven's Gate-ish teachings, to Egyptian lore - was a consistent focus on black supremacy. And the only action of Dwight's that remained constant over the course of two plus decades of running his cult, was the sexual abuse of his followers. Dwight York, now incarcerated in Colorado's ADX Florence "supermax" prison, was a sexual predator who preyed on victims as young as four. He somehow convinced a few hundred followers to build a massive Egyptian-themed cult compound for him in Georgia, the third compound he'd build after the first in Brooklyn and the second in upstate New York. Today's tale is a wild one. Cult! Cult! Cult! Thank you Space Lizards for helping us give $14,400 to https://supportsurfside.org/ - a hardship fund just established by the Miami Heat basketball team to help those impacted by the devastating building collapse in Surfside, Florida. Watch the Suck on YouTube: https://youtu.be/1yKKB6-sSt8Merch - https://badmagicmerch.com/ Discord! https://discord.gg/tqzH89v Want to join the Cult of the Curious private Facebook Group? Go directly to Facebook and search for "Cult of the Curious" in order to locate whatever current page hasn't been put in FB Jail :) For all merch related questions/problems: [e-mail] (copy and paste) Please rate and subscribe on iTunes and elsewhere and follow the suck on social media!! @timesuckpodcast on IG and http://www.facebook.com/timesuckpodcast Wanna become a Space Lizard? We're over 10,000 strong! Click here: https://www.patreon.com/timesuckpodcast Sign up through Patreon and for $5 a month you get to listen to the Secret Suck, which will drop Thursdays at Noon, PST. You'll also get 20% off of all regular Timesuck merch PLUS access to exclusive Space Lizard merch. You get to vote on two Monday topics each month via the app. And you get the download link for my new comedy album, Feel the Heat. Check the Patreon posts to find out how to download the new album and take advantage of other benefits.

What do you get when you combine a pathologically line sociopath, pedophilia, some tenants of Islam, an Egyptian theme park, dreams of becoming a disco and R&B star, lots of hard to understand quasi religious UFO teachings, concubines, and so many dildos. You get Dwight York and the Nwabi in Nation of Moors cult. Born in 1945, Dwight York would grow to become a cult leader. Like most cult leaders, he abused his followers in a variety of ways, using the language of

the Islamic separatist black nationalist groups around him, York found a way to build a community in Brooklyn that he controlled by giving them incense and his terribly written books to sell, then enforcing lifestyle on them where they had to live separately from their families and basically devote all their time to making York some of that cult money. While they work for him, Dwight York was often having sex with their wives and not secretly, part of the price you pay to be in this false profits cult, to live on this maniac's Egyptian compound. Later he'd be having sex with a lot of their children as well.

He did try to keep that a secret, but many knew about it. And still later he'd be having sex with his own children. Dwight York was a demented, perverted bastard with one hell of a gift for spitting out so much crazy bullshit, but somehow made sense to the hundreds of people who trusted him with their lives. And for a while, he did seem kind of trustworthy. His buildings in Bushwick were some of the few and a rough portion of Brooklyn that weren't riddled with crime, drug use, and violence.

Of course, inside their walls, life was not so crime-free. The man once known as Dwight York was already likely abusing children and abusing followers while expanding his cult empire. He soon bought property in the Catskills where the child fucking took off full force. He basically escaped upstate whenever he wanted to have relations with the Van full of teenage backstreet girls, given that name because they hung out in his Bushwick recording studio called Backstreet. After far too many years of this, the feds finally started snooping around, Dwight got nervous, dorked with them move again, and get way way off the grid. He'd move his whole cult way down south to rural Putnam County, Georgia, where he dropped the act of being a Muslim prophet and start preaching that he was a celestial being, that from the planet Rizic. To save a

select group of his followers, even preached about the anuniki, the anunaki, the space lizards. He went hard on ancient aliens long before it was cool. He even preached about the anuniki, the anunaki, the space lizards. He went hard on ancient aliens long before it was cool. He even preached about giants and he got real, real into ancient Egypt too, started dressing like a Pharaoh. Had some big pyramid replicas built in his finks. There was so much insanity unpacked, too unpacking this story. Somebody fake name, somebody fake stories, and Dwight York made up a bad himself to convince people to follow him.

Thank God today's horrible tale does kind of have a good ending. The bad guy does a lot of bad stuff so much, but then he does get caught in the end and punish for his crimes. Dwight York would eventually see justice way too late for too many victims, better late than never, I guess, though, right? 2004, York would be convicted of numerous counts of child molestation and violating the racketeer influenced and corrupt organizations act. He is still serving in his 135 year sentence. A sense that should have been even longer, maybe like a thousand years.

York's case was reported as the largest prosecution for child molestation ever directed at a single person in the history of the United States, both in terms of total number of victims and total number of incidents. He's 75 as of this recording and he has over 115 years to go. So real unlikely he'll ever get out. Unless he's the Egyptian alien, he wants claim to be. Telling such a messed up story today, so many horrific facets to it from York's belief system that preached that black people are genetically and morally superior to all the

other races, especially white people, to white spread childhood malastation, to the fact that so many people wasted so many years of their lives, falling for York's preposterous lies, are you ready to go full cult, cult, cult? Let's get into Dwight York and into what be a nation of moors. On this week's Egyptian, alien, polygamist, ludicrous, black supremacist, I wish I could visit this guy in prison just so I could punch him in the fucking face so so many times edition of Time Suck. This is Michael McDonald and you're listening to Time Suck. You're listening to Time Suck. Happy Monday, Meat Sacks.

Welcome first time listener. Welcome back long time, listing Meat Sack. To the cult of the curious, we're very easy cult to be a member of. I don't have pamphlets, you have to read. Don't have any meetings, you have to attend. We're all start bending your mind, preparing to pressure you to say goodbye to your current social circle, sell your belongings, give all your money to me, come live with my compound, we're all, you know, fuck you, it's my cult's life.

This cult is mostly just about sharing crazy tales that you can listen to at your leisure. And boy, do I have a very crazy entertaining tale to share with you today, after a few quick announcements. I'm Dan Cummins, a suck master, Whipple product tester, Lucifina Lady Wien Fluffer, dog to bounty hacker tech advisor, servant of Nimrod, and you're listening to Timestock. That was a lot, as usual. New very culty hail Nimrod T in the store at BadMagicMurts.com. Kind of a Bible school vibe to it. It feels right for this episode. I want to give a quick thank you to our Patreon

Space Lensers for allowing us to donate $14,400 to supportSurfside.org. A hardship fund just established by the Miami Heat Basketball team to help those impacted by the devastating building collapse in Surfside, Florida this past June 24th. Please head to support surfside.org to learn more. And that's it for the announcements. Real quick, flew through them today. Now we're off to explore the wild tail of a cult with a leader as sexually insatiable as Fred and Rose West in two episodes ago. The man at many names born as Dwight, DeYork, he would molest hundreds of children, hundreds. Almost all were members of his cult. For many years, he split up families, sexually abused women and children, took people's money, took everything from them and made them live in terrible living conditions, working 12 hour days, all to support

him while he lived like a god with a literal harem composed by the end of most the under-aid girls to attend to his every need. York preached a version of Islam, at least initially, but he'd never lived a kind of modest pious Islamic lifestyle that he preached about and forced his followers to abide by. When he got tired of being a Muslim prophet, he switched it up, focused on a disco, R&B career for a while. And he started talking about a bunch of ancient alien Egyptian jibber jabber. It's unbelievable.

What kind of crazy pills? He was able to get his followers to swallow. Holy shit. His greatest gift may have been for pageantry and costuming. He knew that people love to go all in on an idea, whether it was Islam or ancient Egypt, and he knew that if he got them excited enough and fully immersed in the current idea, they kind of forget about how his new idea was nothing like the idea they'd signed up for.

He did things a lot farther than some of the other batshit cult leaders we've covered like the children of thunder or the angels landing cult. Dwight York was more on the level of Tony and Susan Alamo. He had his followers build him a giant theme park type complex on almost 500 acres in Putnam County, Georgia named Tom Array. We're followers from all over the country flock to spend Tom Array money with Dwight York's face printed on it. He sold his followers on the idea that he had built them their own sovereign nation inside the state of Georgia, which you can't fucking do.

Uncle Sam kind of frowns on folks establishing sovereign nations inside his borders. Most countries don't really care for that. But York got his followers to believe that lie. That was his greatest gift selling lies, making the impossible seem possible. He was scary good at that. But York got his followers to believe that lie. That was his greatest gift, selling lies, making the impossible seem possible. He was scary good at that. This crazy horse shit went on for over 20 years, almost 30 dude, ran an insane cult for more years than Michael Jordan played basketball in that counts high school, college and the NBA, even the strange Washington, Wizards years. During that time, York hurt hundreds of people emotionally, financially, sexually, physically, so much nonsense to unpack today.

If you're a first-time listener and you don't find this story entertaining, well, you might truly want to go find a different podcast now because the crazy ass stories I tell do not get much more captivating than this one. All right. I'm going to give an overview on this guy, an overview of his beliefs, the new lobbying beliefs, the beliefs of the nation of Islam, where he was initially influenced to kind of start his cult teachings, and then we'll get into the timeline for the rest of the show.

So another pretty straightforward narrative. Dwight York would be defined as being many different things after his public arrest in 2004. Most prominently he'd be presented as a preposterously active pedophile and he definitely was. According to Bill Osinski who wrote a 2007 book about York in the case, a source we relied on heavily for this research, when York was finally indicted state prosecutors, literally had to cut back the number of counts listed from well beyond a thousand to slightly more than 200 because they feared a jury Simply wouldn't believe the magnitude of York's evil. It is believed to be the nation's largest Procution ever directed at a single person in terms of number of victims and number of alleged criminal acts

How fucking crazy is that they cut back the number of charges? Because the truth was too unbelievable. He was so monstrous they didn't think the jury would buy the real story. Imagine that with a serial killer. At a period he's killed around 1200 people so let's charge him with, I don't know, 70. Still plenty to put him away forever with and you know a little more believable. York would also be defined as a Muslim which he kind of was for a time. He led a group in Brooklyn in the 1970s called the Ansar al-Ala community or the AAC.

On the outside, the AAC looked kind of nice. And in some ways it was. Their compound of buildings was one of the only stretch of buildings in the Bushwick area of Brooklyn. There wasn't played by violence and crime, but on the inside, he was building a cult. He trained to regard him as a god, creating his own personal empire over which he exercised dictator dictator, dictatorial. There we go, control. You define as a black supremacist as were those who followed his teachings very true. He and his followers made no point of denying this. He and his Newavians proudly stated that

white people's lighter skin color was a result of leprosy? And the fact that their ancestors made it with dogs and jackals. And that's a white guy. Okay, I gotta say, there is some truth to that claim. Look, I can't claim to speak for all whites, but if you were to go find me on ancestor.com and check out my family tree, you will see that about three generations back, that's when the dogs start showing up. Mostly bloodhounds, a couple of terriers. You go back eight, nine generations, that's when the jack start showing up. Mostly bloodhounds, couple of terriers. You go back eight, nine generations,

that's when the jackals first appear. You know what, I'll start it with my great, you know, time seven, grandma, myrtle commons. She went on a trip to South Africa to work on a farm, just East of Johannesburg, and one day she disappeared, all right? And when she showed up about a month later, I'll be damned if she hadn't gotten married to a fucking jackal.

It was real hard on my family. Jackal didn't speak any human languages or understand any human social constructs. And sometimes my papi jackal would do stuff like shouldn't live in a room floor or eat one of my grandma my little smaller nieces or nephews or cousins, or you know, aggressively fuck grandma in front of company.

And I'm just jackal, just jackal be a jackal. White people, am I right? The nobbians really did not care for whitey. And one of his many, many lectures, Egypt and the mask of God, York would say, white people of the devil. They say the nobians are not racist. Bull crap, I am.

White people are devils. Always was, always will be. Fighting racism with racism. Good way to keep racism alive and well. In addition to being super into racism, York was also super into disco for a time. Yeah, we just took a left turn and do disco. He was a member of a moderately successful R&B in disco band in the early 80s called Passion.

They're only around a few years and released only one original full-length album, Leon Pindarvis, Keyboardist and occasional band director for Saturday Night Live since 1980 was another member. What a weird connection, right? Dwight also released a few solo albums after Passion broke up in 1985. He drops home fire called New York. Get it? It's a new album from Dwight York, recorded in New York. Okay, I do have to give him props for having this smooth voice.

He's no James Ingram, but he throws down a nice hook around some sax riffs. And you know, he's got a decent drum machine going in the back of a plane as black and white. Let's hear a little bit of this ear candy. Oh, here we go. Okay. Maybe cut a jump in now. Okay. There we go.

Ah, nice. Yeah, like butter velvet, so smooth. Come on. There we goes. Oh, sing it, Dr. York. Plane is black and white. You're a fucking maniac. Uh, when he wasn't being racist or working on his music

or kind of following the teachings of Islam, but not really or molesting so many kids, he was often working on coming up with new names for himself. Over the years, he'd be known as Dwight York, Dr. Malekai Z. York, EisenMohamed, Issa Hadi Al-Madi, Issa Abid Al-Ahmad, Baba. He'd use professional names like Dr. York, Dr. Love, for his smooth disco R&B songs. Most of his followers called him Doc or Pops.

On literature, he was known as Master Teacher, the reformer, the lamb, chief black eagle. One of his alien names was Avatar. I think the longest a list I found for him was Erie, I, Said, Al, Mumbra, Issa, El, Haji, Tundi, the Divine, and Noble, Black Fellow. That's a very unlikable name. Nothing good's coming from a dude with 14 fucking words in their name. I know they say never say never, but you will never have a consistently good time with that motherfucker. You get a house guest with 14 words in their name.

I think your best doctor is showing them the door as soon as possible. Hello, my name is Erie Asayid Al Mumbra Issa El Haji and Tundee, the divine and noble black fellow. Hey, why are you holding the door open and just for me to leave? I've only just entered. Yeah, I just don't really care for your name. What's in a name so much in your case? Now get the fuck out, Captain Horset. Dwight York, so many things. He was in a name? So much in your case. Now get the fuck out, Captain Horshirt. Dwight York, so many things. He was in a nigma, even to his followers, kept them guessing, kept them intrigued.

Also, you know, Captain Pretty Confused. I watched the local news reporter interview a man acting as his spokesperson at his Georgia Egyptian compound in the early 90s before it all got shut down. And you could tell that he, you know, one of York's most devoted followers I'm guessing to get the spokesperson job did not know how to properly explain what the fuck

york is about i use funnel around so much you could decide if you are currently just later or like a alien or both or neither he'll have a lot of confusing and nonsensical uh... nonsensical responses to the reporter simple questions because your quesity and nonsensical man and how did this cycle babbling bullshit artist get people to follow him? Confidence and charisma, dude, how to presence.

He won over converts, mostly thanks to his charismatic rhetoric. York was a talented orator. His followers loved his intense speeches, the way he delivered lectures of vitriolic hate, but with timing, they made it almost comedic. The solemn looking his eyes, the fact that he claimed that everything he did was all for the children. They wouldn't have to grow up and place his plague by crime and violence and racism.

They may not have always understood what the fuck he was talking about, but they liked the overall vibe. The feeling he gave them. They felt like he knew a lot of secret spiritual knowledge. He was chosen by God. Maybe he was God sometimes. He had their best interests at heart, and it pleased God, or pleased him, you know, whatever for them to follow him. They believed he'd lead them through a righteous life, free from the white man's bullshit. For many of his followers, that was enough.

He said, cool shit. He was a man of God or maybe God. A lot of other people seemed to understand and believe in York around them, you know, peer pressure is a motherfucker. It can go a long ways towards conversion and you made him feel good. You know, where we had him, fearless leader? I like, I like what you're selling.

I like being part of this little crew you put together. Us versus them. Us versus them. Us versus them. You made followers feel like they just entered the club of life's VIP section. It's followers despite his ever evolving and highly confusing theology. They trusted him and we're gonna dig into that deeply. They trusted him wholeheartedly and having that trust enabled his piece of shit to molest kids as young as four.

Four and get so many followers pregnant. He had an estimated 200 kids of his own by women and his cult. Many of them with, you know, underage women. Young women seen local doctors in Georgia because they were pregnant was what helped tip off local authorities to illegal activity going down at the Nuabean compound. He was fucking damn near everyone on the compound. He was living Fred West from two weeks ago, his ultimate fantasy. Having a giant compound of people to fuck not just a family and the occasional neighbor or stranger. York assigned his male followers mates, but even then he still fucked their wives whenever he wanted.

And how did he get away with all this? You know, how couldn't they see what an insane manipulative and downright evil man to what York was? Why no, I said charisma and confidence earlier and that did go a long ways, but black supremacy also helped him a ton. This concept, York was really good at promoting an ideal of black supremacy to the desperate in the downtrodden. The people who did not feel supreme outside of York's orbit.

Let's explore the concept of black supremacy groups a bit. Haven't done that since the nation of Yahweh cult suck. Another black supremacist cult. Let's remember Yahweh, Banyahweh. Oh my God. Let's check out how York, like Yahweh, Bany Yahweh, aka Hulan Mitchell, Jr. figured out how to weaponize the suffering of black people throughout history to make them believe in a Messiah figure.

In aspiring arts student Florida, Diallo Seabrooks, who fell for York's bullshit, would later say, we've been taking advantage of for so long. We're always looking for some savior or Messiah-type person. Ultimately though, Diallo said, we were slaves. The only difference was, it was a black man running it. York prayed on the idea that no one would accuse a black man of enslaving black people, and he blatantly did just that. These tendencies would not go unexplored by social scientists or have not gone, who would

do so as early as 1944 before Dwight was born. Arthur Huff Fosett, a black journalist and scholar, wrote Black Gods of the Metropolis. Negro religious cults in the urban north. One of the cults he studied was the Morish science temple, the Forerunner to the Nation of Islam. We'll get into them in a bit. And in Fosett's book, he found that black cults flourished in big northern cities, like in Brooklyn, where they held almost no traction for black people in the south. This was because despite segregation and discrimination in the south, it wasn't uncommon to find black people who had been able to amass wealth and influence.

Black people who moved to the north on the other hand were frustrated to find that barriers to economic progress were only slightly lower than those in the south. Fossilist at five factors in order of importance which he found attracted people to black supremacist cults. One personality of leader, he know, that in spades. Two, desire to get closer to God. He sold that desire. Three, racial or nationalistic urge.

Oh, he was big with that. Four, dissatisfaction with Christianity. Definitely did that. I'll talk about that in a second, and five miraculous cure. Decades after faucets study, these factors worked to bull people in the Dwight, York's cult.

And sort of foretold its end. In an interview with one former member, she spoke of being disillusioned with her Christian church in part because of the images of Jesus and the apostles were all white dudes. They didn't look like anyone related to her. And then when York spoke of a black Jesus

and other black prophets, that imagery did speak to her. And in regards to Fossus belief, it was easier to attract black cult members than North and it was in the South. York would have a lot of success in Brooklyn, and upstate New York, and then things would go south down in Putnam County, Georgia. Also when he was getting started, the time and place was right for the message he preached.

York, excuse me, exploited racial tension on New York City the 1970s. In New York at that time, numerous militant Islamic separatist groups were going to war with law enforcement and each other, especially the nation of Islam. The nation of Islam would be an important influence for Dwight York. We would adopt some of the teachings and the environment of the nation of Islam created what allow York to commit his fucked up deeds for so long. We've summarized the teachings of the nation of Islam numerous times and several sucks previously that have covered the NOI directly or indirectly, worth peeking at them again to get further prime for today's info.

So the NOI religious organization founded by Wallace Fard, Muhammad in the US 1930. Since its founding, the NOI has grown into one of the wealthiest, best known organizations in black America offering numerous programs and events designed to uplift African Americans. While at first seeming like a group built on black empowerment, a good thing, the nation of Islam preaches a lot of horrible and incredibly racist ideas. Flip their ideology by replacing what they preach about blacks with whites and vice versa, and they're not that much different than the KKK in many ways. That is core of the NOI has espoused and preached a Muslim theology, combined with the belief

of the innate blacks of superiority over whites, a belief, vehemently and consistently rejected by mainstream Muslims. Lewis Farrakhan, not a good dude, and other leaders have given speech after speech full of deeply racist anti-Semitic and homophobic rhetoric. Doing so has earned the NOI a prominent position in the ranks of organized hate groups in America. Here's a summary of some of their interesting beliefs. Dan O'White claims that the creator of God, or excuse me, that the creator God, Allah, took the shape of a black man. Then he died, and then has had several mortal successors,

the Islamic prophet Muhammad being the most recent. It teaches that the first of law created black people as the earliest humans, the Arabic-Arabic-speaking tribe of Shabbaz, who themselves possessed inner divinity. It maintained some fucked up island of Dr. Maraud, wizard scientist, named Yakub, created the white race by some sort of grafting, lacking inner divinity. These new whites were intrinsically violent and evil, white devils, and they overthrew and enslaved

the black superior race, and were prophesied to rule for 6,000 years. So how exactly did the Akub graft a new race? That's never made clear because magic. If it don't make sense, it's magic. And how exactly did the new inferior race take the world over and overthrow a superior race? Well, that's never made clear either because it doesn't make any fucking sense. Similar to the overwhelming majority of other religious texts I've read, a lot of this shit has never explained because, you know, at its courts, it's nonsense. Someone wrote some weird shit down a long time ago, someone who wasn't even a good writer. And ever since, people have just

been expected to believe what can't be proved and what is frankly logically insulting. They know why it sets itself against the white dominant society calling for black people to be economically self-sufficient and separatist and formally called for an independent black state in North America. It also, I'm not sure I've covered this aspect before, has some interesting UFO beliefs. That's fun. Tossin' some sci-fi into the old theology,

shakein' shit up. Makes it more exciting for the kids, you know, after reading Lovecraft, watching Twilight Zone, believers maintain that the most recent incarnation of Allah will soon return aboard a spaceship, the mother plane, or the mother ship, to wipe out the white race and inaugurate a black utopia.

And that sucks. Come on, guys. Can you spare my family at least? Not all of them, maybe, you know, but my core family and a few, a few cousins and at least one aunt. We're some of the good ones. You know what, a bummer. I've been so excited to maybe see aliens someday for as long as I can remember.

How sad if I were to finally watch their spaceship come down and I was like, welcome to Earth, you guys. So happy to have you. So excited to hear your galactic wisdom that you likely have us to offer us. And then some Dwight York looking alien steps out the ship and it's like, shit the fuck up, white boy. Somebody killed that cracker. I had a flight across the galaxy to be greeted by this baloney and wet dog smell the motherfucker.

I don't know. You know, that'd be a real bummer. I don't know. Maybe the belief isn't so crazy. I mean, if you think about it, almost all the people who have claimed to be abducted by and tortured by aliens probed and all that, I mean, they have been white. Maybe that's because black supremacist aliens have been targeting and sodomizing white people for years. Killing time before they wipe us off the earth, wake up sheeple. We must fight to save white buttholes from black intergalactic sawdemy.

God, I hope someone's Bluetooth malfunctions and their co-workers here just that sentence with zero context. We must fight to save white buttholes from black intergalactic sawdemy. What are you fucking listening to, Ted? Anyway, N.O.I. and Herons meet to worship and buildings known as mosques or temples. Interestingly, they teach or at least historically have taught that there's no spiritual realm and that the material universe is all that exists.

I don't think I went over that before. The NOI does not teach the existence of an afterlife, former leader Elijah Mohammed, who led the NOI for over 40 years. It's more, it's most important theological influencer wrote that when you are dead, you are all caps dead. They reject the existence of any spiritual essence or afterlife, but do believe that some of their leaders

who have died here on earth do continue to live out there on some spaceships. So I guess maybe no afterlife, but some people get to live a lot longer than other people. I don't know, it's really confusing, honestly. Like any religion that's been around for the length of time, its beliefs just keep morphine and evolving and mutating and often, uh, often end up becoming, you know, pretty contradictory and

nonsensical. Hard to keep the narrative straight when it's not a solid story to begin with. And you just keep making up so much more nonsense. Uh, NOI practitioners are expected to live highly disciplined lives adhering to strict dress codes, specific dietary requirements, patriarchal gender roles, and why was considered an insignificant of highly mediaworthy voodoo sect throughout much of the 1930s and 40s. At least that's how it was labeled by the white media. Founder Wallace D. Fard, according to the FBI, other aliases of his include Farad Muhammad,

Wallace Dodd, Wallace Ford, Wally D. Ford, Wally Ford, Wallace Farad, and his messenger and early successor Elijah Muhammad, a preaching ever evolving creed with its own changing myths and doctrines. NOIs real boom and popularity came during the 1950s. When the advent of the civil rights movement and the violent reactions it provoked, converged to make NOIs a picture of the white devil, pertinent to much to much larger segment of Black America. The NOIs influence expanded greatly through gaining a couple high profile members like Muhammad Ali, Malcolm X, rather than settle for legal rights and an integration into

white society, the nation of Islam demanded the cultural, political and economic power to strengthen black communities so they could determine their own futures, which would be great if it wasn't also super racist. The movement spoke to many young African Americans and the growing counter culture movement, which does not kidding now actually make a lot of sense. The rage against the machine vibe is gonna have a lot of pull on you if the machine really has been fucking over your family and damn near every other member of your race,

living in your country for the past few centuries. That message is gonna carry some legitimacy, some fucking weight. Appointing to the procedure leadership of Harlem's Temple number seven in New York City, just two years after his 1952 release from prison, Malcolm X and Petitcure became wildly popular, and his years as a prominent member of NOI from 1952 all the way to 1964, left less than a year before being assassinated, saw membership skyrocket. Despite his growing popularity, the nation's violent language and its advocacy of self-defense

and place of non-violence, did alienate well, though, from most mainstream civil rights groups. By 1959, Martin Luther King was warning of a hate group rising in our midst that would preach the doctrine of black supremacy. Obviously, talking about the NOI. And the NOI is still around today, not sure how many adherents there are. The most recent estimate I could find comes from 2007 when there was an estimated 50,000 members in the US. Today, the group owns farmland and Michigan and Georgia goods produced on the farm are sold online and were recently sold at your supermarket, a grocery store in Atlanta, they catered

to NOI members before closing in 2019. There are two other businesses called your supermarket elsewhere in Georgia can determine 100% if they're connected to the NOI or not. Today, the group claims to own thousands of acres of land and is linked to a number of restaurants. Farrakhan's personal net worth as of 2017 listed as over three, excuse me, million. Now back to Dwight York. How would this group influence him?

Well, York would appropriate aspects of the nation of Islam, making his own twists, like having sex with whomever he wanted, and relying on public tensions between white authorities and other Islamic groups in New York City to give him a free pass to do what he wanted. 1970 saw a lot of tension, sometimes violence between black nationalistic groups in New York like the NOI. And New York would benefit greatly from this strife and division. The FBI was active in sewing discord

between the nation of Islam, the Black Panther Party, encouraging several incidents in which Black Panthers attacked NO.O.I. newspaper sellers. The N.O.I also engaged in recurring conflicts with other Islamic groups that had predominantly Black memberships, it argued with Hamas Abdul Khalis, Hanoffee's Muslim group. And in 1973, a group of nation members

actually killed seven Hanoffee Muslims, five of them children. The nation's leadership would deny sanctioning this attack. In contrast, York AAC groups seemed relatively benign. Also conflicts between Muslim extremist groups and police would lead to law enforcement establishing more protection for Muslim communities and people like York who claim to be Muslim. The wolf and sheep clothing was in the right place at the right time for his little cult

to grow. The following incident would help York a lot. In April of 1972, a New York City patrol officer named Philip Kadeel Oh a Responded to a 911 call made from a black Muslim mosque in Harlem The caller identified himself as a police officer giving a name and precinct number said he was in trouble The call was a hoax, but Kadeel oh didn't know that before he was you know Ray he before he raced into the mosque and was gunned down and

Public the backlash played out much differently than one might expect. And it would allow people like Dwight York to get away with bullshit for a lot longer than they should have civilians. Many of them black Muslims said that the main issue was the police, uh, officers violation of the sanctity of the mosque. They were protest rallies around the city, even though the cop got killed here, officials of the nation of Islam demanded an apology for the police's actions. They were also demands that the NYPD, uhPD pull out all of its white officers from Harlem, this

fucking insanity. Lewis X to pre was arrested for killing Philip Cardillo and then acquitted calls for a police apology then grew even louder. How dare that officer get shot and killed trying to help what he thought was a fellow officer in need. Police chief Patrick Murphy actually issued an apology publicly for police intrusion into the mosque. The police department then instituted a set of policies spelling out that extra care would

be taken in dealing with black Muslims going forward. The new policies ordered that no patrol officer enter a mosque unless a commanding officer was present. Also, commanders were ordered to coordinate personnel with those in charge of the mosques in order to establish guidelines for police behavior inside the mosques. Seventeen Muslim mosques and offices around New York were designated as quote, sensitive sites where the new policies had to be observed. Besides the mosque, the sensitive sites included offices of groups like the Black Panther Party,

the Young Lords, and the Black Liberation Army. In 1979, York's group would be added to this list how lucky for that son of a bitch. York would basically get protection to do whatever he wanted because he was the leader of a supposedly Muslim group. And he took advantage of those calling for police reform and actual victims of racism to get away with committing all sorts of evil acts against his fellow black citizens. His outward face of spirituality and non-militancy as opposed to other black Muslim groups even led local police to liking him

They never suspected the heinous abuse used pullin off privately in the cult And there's no pulling the NOI beliefs and taking advantage of a lot of fighting between blacks depremases groups in the 70s Dwight York also pulled some of his Nuwabi and theology from some new age beliefs Plus a bit of free masonry any added some conspiracy theories in their for good measure He did whatever he thought would keep his followers on the hook and whatever would allow him to operate as a more and more brazen sexual predator. Now, before jumping into the timeline of his life and formation of the life of his cult,

where we'll explore so much more of this in a bit more depth, let me give a brief overview of his group's very strange philosophies. The Noobians, some are actually still around despite York's imprisonment and they still believe this shit. Refer to their belief system, which mixes black supremacist ideas with worship of the Egyptians and the pyramids and a belief in UFOs and various conspiracies and some old, you know, Abrahamic religious teachings and maybe a little bit of Eastern philosophy, a ship related to Illuminati and the Builderburgers as a new Wabianism.

And they state that it's not a theology, it's a quote, factology. Oh, fucking shoot me What an obnoxious made up adjectives. They also call their belief system right knowledge and a slew of other Erigan's stupid descriptive terms Luckily the cult seems like it's on his last legs. They are just a handful of members in Hartford and Atlanta a few odd bookshops Around and still sell some of York's bullshit like all eyes on Egypt you odd bookshops around and still sell some of York's bullshit like all eyes on Egypt. It's a Bushwick bookstore reportedly ran by Newavians. Check out a five star Google review from March of 2021.

A fascinating store filled with very interesting literature. I don't subscribe to the things written in their material, but I certainly had it insightful and thought-provoking conversation. That's how they get you with some of the people who worked there. Everyone was kind and welcomed questions and curiosity. I even bought a few things to explore my own. Oh boy. The Noobians certainly have a distinct worldview that is very different from my own,

but it is very intriguing place. The temple is absolutely beautiful, very lovely to see blackness portrayed in a way I've never really seen before. Oh boy. So at least a couple of people still at it. Still saying they're crazy, kind of Islamic Islamic but not really ancient aliens, black supremacy, weird bullshit. The teachings of the Noobians are built around the development of a new, IE weird and totally made up a nonsensical understanding of African-American people.

A project not unlike that undertaken by the Morris Science Temple and the nation of Islam previously. York saw those groups, you know, whip ups themselves serving ideology and figured he could do about the same when he did. York drew a bit upon the Christian Bible. He drew a lot from the Holy Quran for an initial affirmation of Allah as alone in this power, the all the oneness, Jesus seen as the Messiah. York taught them Muhammad, the last of the prophets and the lineage of Adam passed his lineage to his daughter Fatima and Sunnah Ali, Adam and Eve, aka Hawa,

we're Nubian, aka Black people, problems quickly developed for Adam's descendants in Noah's time. I bet they did, you know. We only have one dude and one lady to broke-rate and tyrae a people. Well, you're going to have some incest issues. One of Noah's sons, Ham, desired to commit sodomy after having come upon his father in an unclosed condition. This is some of York teachings here.

This comes from Genesis 532, a verse usually interpreted as ham, seen as dad naked when his dad's drunk on a wine. He doesn't know his son sees him until he sober's up. And York really ups the ante here and he jumps the sin of a bit of peeping to some butt fucking Which know as somehow doesn't know about until he sober's up It's a weird big leap to make York does a lot of a lot of this a lot of big weird leaps and also what's going on with Noah's Butthole here. I mean clearly if York's version is correct, Ham was not Noah's first anal rodeo I mean how constantly stretching gaped is your butthole if someone's able to sneak up on you and just fucking ram it in.

And you don't notice until you sober up the next day. I don't think Ham popped that particular back door chair here. For his son of buggering his father, Noah's fourth son, Kanan, or Kanan was stricken with leprosy, thus acquiring a pale skin, and now all the light-skinned races are descendants of Kanan. That's literally not how leprosy works, whatever.

And then an additional important step and human race hierarchy develops with a Noah's descendant Abraham. Abraham's son Isaac and grandson Jacob come from the Israelites. They were enslaved for 420 years in Egypt from a son Ishmael came the Ishmaelites or the Nubians. And if you're a biblical scholar and someone doesn't quite read correctly, it's because that's, you know, York is just twisting. Shit, he's reinterpreting a lot here. The New Beans now include the Black people of the US, the West Indies and other parts of the globe. York asserted that it was predicted that they would be enslaved for about 400 years at some point. And because they're descent from Abraham, they are rightfully also called Hebrews, just as

modern Jews. Echoes of fellow Black supremacists, Colt leader Yahweh, Ben Yahweh's theology here. All of this would be expounded upon in Dwight York's many, many books, so many books. More of a pamphlet writer than a book writer, but his pamphlets are often called books. You can't find digital copies, at least I couldn't on Amazon or Goodreads or any of the other large traditional online bookstores as you can hard to find paperback or hard, you know, back copies or hardcover copies. But I did find literally 20 different York titles on a site called scribb.de.com.

Never used it before. It's a subscription site. But if you're willing to pay $9.99, you can get so much new Abby and crazy in the form of so many PDFs. You can read titles like Science of Healing, where York asserts that, of course, he can heal you because there is literally nothing he doesn't know, writing for over 25 years to date, day in and day out. I have successfully and profoundly answered all questions put to me. I'm not merely a religious teacher, I'm also a guide, a friend, a father, a doctor. He's not a doctor, by the way. Numerous sources have gone out of their

way to point out that he just adopted that title and he has no formal doctor education whatsoever. He says, a big brother and a teacher, I'm your caliphate. Caliphate, except that or not, for there is none more qualified to make straight your way to the creator. Dude was not shy when it came to making grandiose claims. He doesn't just have answers to literally every question you've put before him for 25 fucking years. You in great. He has profound answers. Hello. Come on.

Fuck your regular old answers. Go profound or go home. There's also the Egyptian way to overcome bad habits. My personal favorite. This is a book pamphlet classic. Jam packed with so much deep, hard to attain in your own wisdom power nuggets. Like very often, if you repeat something several times in the same way, you will have formed the habit. Doing it that way or this way always leads to doing things my way me first. It becomes what is known as habitual. And if it's disturbing to others, you are called obnoxious. This repeated action

wins you the title of pain in the butt. Fucking genius, Dwight. God, you go deep. Really solid insights here. I can see why large cult formed around you. I've always wondered how to avoid becoming a pain in the butt. Now I get it. Thank you for the wisdom. There's also the all-time classic probably taught in Ivy League theology courses right now. Six six six Leviathan. The best of the anti-cr- the beast is not the best. The bad, that'd be great. The anti-crisis greatest hits. The beast is not the best. The bad, that'd be great. The antichrist is greatest hits.

The beast of the antichrist, part one of four. Oh, so good that they had to have three sequels written. The beast on the cover has seven heads and guess what? All white people. I really like how the six, six, six book opens. It has been customary in the past for me to include an introduction in the beginning of all pamphlets and scrolls. This revised edition of Leviathan, the beast,

as the antichrist contains so, contains so profound that I, Dr. Malachai Z, York 33 degree slash 720 degree, as well as you will agree again that this book needs no introduction. He goes all caps at the end. He doesn't have time for intros, right? He's got a jam packed molestation schedule to attend to. I like how he added some numbers to his title here. You know, pulling from the free mason's a bit.

That's his doctor malachai. Z your come on. He's elevated. Continual improvement. That's one of the qualities I admire most, most about Dr. York. He quickly goes on to say, I must take a moment to mention that I have taught you of the existence of beans called extraterrestrials or extra beans on your planet called Terra. Now called earth many times

before these beans that come from their home, the eighth planet, Rizic, in the of the 19th galaxy, Ilwyn chose me to be born in exactly the right time. That is why my mother and relatives cited the presence of the great starship on that Tuesday at 12 o'clock midnight on June 26, 1945 AD reading down a little further. It doesn't get any less crazy as I'm guessing you might imagine. I love how quickly he dives into alien gibber jabber in a book with a strong Abrahamic religion title. Also, like how he says, I must take a moment to mention that I've taught you.

It was like he's throwing around some attitude there. In case you forgot, might I remind you that we went over a lot of this shit already. Get a little tighter at beating myself, okay? forgot might I remind you that we went over a lot of this shit already. Get a little tighter beat myself, okay? The beans from Rizzie chose me to tell you what the fuck is going on? Is I've brought up before. Uh, that's why I wear the Pharaoh hat. That's me.

That's why you dress up like extras in a western movie. Any questions? Good. Moving on. And you really did have followers dress up like outweights for a while. Georgia. Well, we'll talk about that. Uh, back to the pseudo Islamic, uh,lamic, but not really kind of biblical basis, but not also really race hierarchy and black supremacy beliefs now.

And many of the pamphlet books he brings up all sorts of crazy evidence to support his race claims, like the pseudo-word meanings. Does this constantly? Does this weird thing in all of his books where he throws a parenthetical after a regular word, breaking it apart, and revealing its its true meaning like he's some brilliant linguistic detective exposing deeply hidden secrets, right, giving you that sweet, sweet secret knowledge like the word believe. All right, you see it as just a word believe because you're fucking dumb, okay?

He is smart and he breaks it out into be lie, eve to lie to Eve's children. Don't believe the white man. It's all lies He might have had to add her extra e in there to make it the work, you know, but the break out work But whatever Caucasian he twists and breaks out to carcass Asian Hello denigrated Asian Jesus is a combination of the words jaw r Rostafarian name for God and Zeus. Jesus is black Zeus. It's right there in the word wake up.

Why haven't you heard that before? Well, because white devils are hiding the truth from you. Semantic enslavement. And that doesn't make sense to you because you're white and you're fucking stupid, tough break cracker. We get into more so much here and we will. The bulk of the insanity lies in today's time suck timeline, which we will explore right after this sponsor break.

Thanks for listening to those sponsors. Crazy ass Dwight, York, Newobey time, time, time line. June 26, 1945, start with Dwight, York's birthday. Probably as we'll soon learn almost everything about his childhood can be called into question. Uh, dude lied so much, according to a birth certificate issued in the US to white, De-York, in boston, Massachusetts on that date. Other sources likely fed lies by Dwight. This is birthplace is New Jersey, New York, Baltimore, even a tooka rady, Ghana. Sorry if I'm prouncing took a rady incorrectly. There are more origin stories. Dwight loved to make up new identities and stories about himself to suit whatever new narrative he's pushing. One area where he did a lot of

storytelling was regarding his ancestry. ancestry given a variety of stories about his ancestry in birth and his faith he was born in Sudan which has not been documented officially according to government documents his parents are Mary C York formerly Mary C Williams also known as Fatima Maryam excuse me and her husband David Piper York but of course your cousin's story on his mother side your described as grandfather, Clarence Daniel Bobby Williams

as an Egyptian more named Salah Halak Al-Gala, a merchant seaman from a little village called Ballula in Newvia of ancient Egypt. No, I'm going to go with a hard no peer. Guessing 23 and me and ancestry.com would have some problems uh... with all of this information uh... another genealogical tree he would write about likely of york's invention uh... shows bobby will miss father as unknown and his mother as madame decante of the boss of tribe of library once again no actual documentation outside of york's claims to support this also according only to your case mom was nineteen when she went to egypt from the

u.s. since he began a relationship with a man named All Hadi Abdul Rahman Al-Madi Prince of the royal family of Sudan again who has too many names Of course the prince always a prince never a part-time dock worker in these back stories Right never like a waste treatment assistant technician or a door-to-door yo-yo salesman or some shit always always a noble birth Technician or a door to door yo yo salesman or some shit always always a noble birth Yours mom didn't know about her boyfriend's royal lineage and when she found out it was called back home She was pregnant and that's why he wasn't raised in some kind of a Latin Disney castle She was in her ninth month. She went back to sedan to meet the family. What wasn't received well the royal family's like nah got here beat it

And their son was born on August 12th 1944 and other data's changed and despite being rejected she gave him the royal name like, nah, got here, beat it. And their son was born on August 12th, 1944, and the data's changed. And despite being rejected, she gave him the royal name Issa Al-Hadi Al-Madi. The date of the name, important parts of the story. The story that York would weave about himself, he claimed his birth was exactly 100 years after the birth of the man he claimed was his great-grandfather, the Madi. Sometimes listed in June, sometimes listed in August. Very confused. He got real into this dude. And Sudanese history, the Madi, sometimes listed in June, sometimes listed in August. Very confused. You got real into this dude. In Sudanese history, the Mardi aka Muhammad,

Ahmad bin Abid al-Ala was revered warrior, spiritual leader who formed successful rebellion against the British. Many Muslims believe that he was the reformer, the renewal of the faith, and that that kind of personally comes along once a century. And Dwight preached that he was the next reformer, right? And there's more to this guy and Dwight's forced connections to him to look explore when it comes up again later in the timeline. And again, of course, no documentation to

support any of this. Another place he'd love to make up stories with his name, York claims that he was not given the name York, you know, until about a month after his birth when he has mother returned to Boston. And Boston, she was in the name Dwight, York, because her family didn't want to recognize his true Arabic name. This claim never supported by his parents, David and Mary, or their four other children, David Dale, Deborah and Dennis. He has some siblings. Cole leaders don't seem to have close relationships with siblings.

I've noticed, right? Hard to get the siblings to go along with and properly substantiate. They're constantly changing fabricated backstories, so they just cut ties with them. York has claimed, again without documentation, there's father was descended from Ben York and enslaved African-American who took part in the Lewis and Clark expedition from H-04 to H-06. I want to say no.

Why would then say he was raised in Massachusetts until the age of seven, then went to Oswaw and Egypt, learned about Islam, nope. I probably went to public school in Boston. age seven, 1952, if we believe Dwight, which I don't, his biological dad has a change of heart causing back to Africa. He would write my grandfather as Said Abdur,

Rahman Al-Madi, the Imam of the Ansars in Sudan until 1959 AD, upon looking into my eyes foretold that I was the one who would possess the light. So this confirmation that Dwight was the foretold reformer. So either that happened or maybe around that time he was just going to school in Boston and had teachers saying things to him like Dwight pay attention. If you keep this up, you're going to have to repeat the third grade again. So you know, one of those things probably happened.

York would write that he spent five years in Africa raised by a man named Shaki, Hasswan, and Uncle on his father's side. Dwight claims he returned to the US at age 12 in 1957, where he continued to study Islam under the tutelage of Shaki Dawad, who was in the leader of the state street, Mosque in Brooklyn. And then as an adolescent, he moved with his family to T-nec, New Jersey. This part about living in T-nec seems to be true. Not a lot of info about what he didn't T-neck, but we learned some interesting things about T-neck New Jersey. T-neck in the 1960s was a hotspot for the Civil

Rights Movement and organized efforts to desegregate schools and other public institutions. Activists. Theodore Smiley-Laysie, or husband Archie, left Louisiana for T-neck in 1961. Some neighbors moved out after they moved in and some locals strongly resisted the idea of black and white because some of the locals strongly resisted the idea of black and white children learning side by side in local public schools. The Adoran Archie were not discouraged by what they encountered in Tineck and they decided to push for change. The Lacey's were part of a group that fought discriminatory housing practices banded together with like mind and Tineck residents and educators to desegregate the township schools. They succeeded with the school district becoming the first in the nation to integrate with a court order in 1964, no doubt Dwight was influenced by all this. I imagine the future co-leader saw the ways that people could band together around a good cause desegregation. They let her co-opt this rallying around a common

cause ethos for his own shitty ends. York wrote that on the weekends while living in TNEC, he'd visit Brooklyn only 22 miles away about a 45 minute bus ride where he came under the influence of a man called brother love and Islamic man who lived in the same public housing project where his mother lived with York's step brother and step sisters. No info regarding why he lived away from his mom. But I'm going to say there's an 80% chance this part is true or mostly true. You would never mention graduated from high school, but would claim to have studied at universities in Egypt and Sudan, going to

go with 100% true and the not graduate from high school. After reading many of his pamphlet books, going to go with 100% not true regarding studying in Egypt or Sudan. And this true or not true game is not going to go on forever by the way. The older he gets, the more documentation there is on this slippery son of a bitch. On June 25th, 1964, 100% true. Do I, York, get arrested for no surprise here statutory rape for having sex with a 13 year old girl when he's 21 fucking creep only given a suspended sense put on probation. And of course, as he gets older, he doesn't stop fucking, you know, children. He just gets better now getting caught for a long time.

He does get caught for some other crimes. Just a few months later on October 24th 1964, York gets arrested for assault possession of a deadly weapon and resisting arrest. And his probation for the statutory rape is revoked and he spends the next three years in prison at Elmira Reception Center. York is back on the scene in 1967 after being released from prison. He works for time as a street peddler in Harlem selling some pamphlet books he'd written. Always the crazy pamphlet books of this guy. And some other items including incense. Heavy on the incense as well.

1967 York would also marry an American woman, Dorothy Johnson, who then takes the Arabic name Zubadiyah. And around this time York starts picking up a handful of followers with his black supremacist, pseudo-Islamic talk, many of whom would then live in his and his wife's apartment. He starts calling himself Imam mom, Issa, like the title of a Muslim prayer leader,

but with an extra A, you cannot spell for shit. Sometimes hard to even understand what he's talking about his books, because the spelling's so off. It wasn't big on hiring an editor. A lot of his titles and religious figures that he writes about are consistently spelled

so incorrectly, I'm not sure exactly who the fuck he's talking about. Maybe he was intentional, because he also spent a lot of time in all the pamphlet books I've read comparing what you've been told is true to what I know is the real truth. So there could be a theme of the misspelled version being the real hidden actually correct spelled version. His pamphlets combined elements of the more science temple of America, the nation of Islam, the nation of gods and earths and free masonry. He calls his first group and saw pure Sufi.

They sell themselves as a Sufi Muslim group or a uniform of black tunics. All this is going down in Bushwick now and let's visit, revisit Bushwick a bit. Talk about Dwight York and how you's able to a message of following, right? We gotta get some context. The kind of people that found him such an inspiration.

1970, York started street preaching on the street to Bushwick, Brooklyn, and street preaching, not uncommon at this place at this time. Bushwick is a working class neighborhood in the northern part of the New York City Burle of Brooklyn, bounded by the neighborhood of Ridgewood, Queens to the Northeast, Williamsburg to the Northwest, right, Hips for Central. East New York and the Cemetery of Highland Park to the southeast, Brownsville to the south, and Bedside to the Southwest.

Quick area history in 1638, the Dutch West India Company secured a deed from the local Lennepi people for the Bushwick area and Peter Svvescent. I think that's how you say his name. Peter, yeah, well, I'm going to go with Svvescent. Charter of the area in 1661, naming it Boswick, meaning neighborhood in the woods in 17th century Dutch. The English would take over many towns surrounding Manhattan, including Bushwick and unite them under King's County in 1683. The town of Bushwick, which along with, oh boy, Brookhellen and Bedford, they looked good, written down, harder to say than I thought,

became incorporated as the city of Brooklyn on January 1st, 1854, and they included President Day Williamsburg and Greenpoint. Bushwick was founded. It was primarily an area for farming food in tobacco. As Brooklyn and New York City grew factories that manufactured sugar, oil, and chemicals were built on the farmland. Adventure Peter Cooper, guy who designed and built the first American steam locomotive, built a glue manufacturing plant, his first factory in Bushwick. Immigrants from Western Europe

soon join the original Dutch settlers. Many of these immigrants were German and brought with them knowledge of brewing and bottling beer making Bushwick a hub for breweries. It included brewers row 14 breweries operating in a 14 block area in 1890. The Bushwick glass company later known as Brookfield Glass Company established itself in 1869 when local brewer sold it to James Brookfield made a variety of bottles and jars as well as large numbers of glass electrical insulators for telegraph telephone and power lines around the country.

So as it was happened, it was an industrial hotspot. Recently Bushwick has been flooded with young professionals, many of them white from Manhattan and the wake of reduced crime rates, citywide and recent years and a shortage of affordable housing nearby neighborhoods like Park Slope and Williamsburg. These young people moved into converted warehouse lofts, brownstones, limestone, brick townhouses, other renovated buildings and bushwick, making communities of coffee shops, parks, art galleries, and studios and more. But in Dwight, York's day, Bushwick was not so gentrified as the term, I think. The demographic transition of Bushwick after World War II was similar to that of many

Brooklyn neighborhoods. U.S. Census records show that the neighborhood's population was almost 90% wide in 1960, dropped to less than 40% white by 1970. During this transition, white collar workers were being replaced by those migrating from the South. Later, numbers of Puerto Ricans, African Americans moving to homes in the South Eastern edge of the neighborhood, closest to Eastern Parkway, by the mid-1950s migrants began settling in large numbers in central Bushwick.

There was also a change in the area's economy. Bushwick had long-winded spot for breweries, but rising energy costs, advances in transportation, the change to the use of aluminum cans from bottles encouraged many of the beer companies to move on out. Another contribution to the change in the socio-economic profile of the neighborhood was the John Lindsay administration's policy of raising available rent for welfare recipients. Lindsay was the mayor of New York City from 1966 to 1973. Since these tenants can now bring higher rents than tenants, wood on the open market, landlords

began filling vacant units with such tenants. By the mid 1970s, roughly half of Bushwick's residents were on public assistance. According to New York Times, Bushwick was still a neatly maintained community of woodhouses in the mid 1960s. Then within five years, it'll become quote, what often approached to a no man's land of abandoned buildings, empty lots, drugs, and arson. Quite a picture. Just a drug riddled hell of hold that's on fucking fire.

How much of that suck if you were a lifelong Bushwick resident? You grew up in a neighborhood of working class people who cared about their lawns, who washed their cars in the driveway, you know, put in 40-hour work weeks, you're able to buy a home in that same neighborhood as a young adult, like your parents, you care about your neighborhood, you care about your neighbors, you trying to keep the streets clean, safe for the kids, and then they're just five years. A lot of your neighbors have moved out, new neighbors have moved in, they brought a bunch of crime with them. Now suddenly you don't want to let your kids play out front.

You don't want them walking to school, your property value plummets. You no longer recognize the working class neighborhood you grew up in. My childhood neighborhood is a fucking dump right now. And it sucks. When I was a kid in the 80s in Riggins, Idaho, living in the block called North Riggins,

there was primarily an older crowd who cared about, you know, keeping their shit nice. Well, no lawns, but non-fresh coats of paint in their houses and planting flowers in their gardens all that stuff it was the final years of locals having made some ill money before the sawmill burned down you know there's final years of the town being a blue collar town people calling their hair the brush or teeth they took care of their property they didn't do a shitload of meth and then a lot of those people died or moved away and you know the new people people who didn't move away people who

moved in a crowd of people I call River rats. A lot of them are just lazy fucking dirt bags. I don't know how else to describe it. They just got junk all over their lawns because they just don't give a shit. Peel and paint on their houses, overgrown dead grass, nothing looks clean, they don't look clean. It's like 100% of the pride of the give a fuck. It's got sucked out of my old neighborhood. And it's pretty depressing.

Glad I don't live there. My grandparents built rentals and that neighborhood had nice little houses there. And then they sold all those rentals because they got sick of one dirt bag tenet after another destroying the houses they built. Well, also not paying rent. Environment matters, it affects you, right?

And Bushwick's environment took a nose dive in the, let's try to keep shit nice guys. Come on, department. Local environment went from one of hope and progress to hopelessness and despair. By the 1980s, the area's Nicarbocker Avenue shopping district was nicknamed the well for its seemingly unending supply of hard drugs.

Even through the 1990s, it remained to pour in relatively dangerous area with 77 murders, 80 rapes, almost 2,300 robberies in 1990 alone, and that, of course, it's just the reported crimes. And this would be the place where Dwight York would get his start, way back in 1970, a place riddled with drugs, crime,

where hope of anything getting better on a social level felt very far away. Holplessness and desperation go hand in hand, and if you know anything about cults, they feed on desperation, much easier to swindle the desperate than to satisfy. 1968, now 27 year old con artist Dwight York changes name is grouped the newbie and islamic Hebrews and they exchanged their tunics for African

robes kicking up the pageantry and notch evolving into whatever York thinks he can sell easier. And then from 1970 to 1973 York makes several trips to Africa to Sudan Egypt in particular. This actually is true. You know, got to build up some black supremacy legitimacy. If you want to take your cult to the next level, I can't preach a bunch of Africans are better than everyone else rhetoric and not have spent any time in Africa. 1973, while traveling in Sudan, York meets and marries another woman, Fatima, they have two children together. What about his first wife, Dorothy, who he married in 1967?

Well, I can only assume they're still married and then his marriage with Fatima is not legally recognized in the US You cannot find a marriage record for her or a divorce record for Zubadiah Okay, Dorothy why would later definitely preach a belief in polygamy So it would not be out of character for him at all to take a second wife here and keep the first one I'm guessing he definitely did lucky ladies married to a narcissistic polygamist convicted pedophile with a God complex and illusions of grandeur. What a catch on these trips, York Med and persuaded descendants of Muhammad Ahmed, Al-Madeez family that sued these 19th century revolutionary to finance him to set up a cell of their

umaparty organization in the US. This is interesting. Ties back to historical, that historical figure we met earlier. The umaparty is an African Islamic political party. Their leader has been Prime Minister of Sudan from 1966, 1967. When he was just thrown into political coup, York was given an untold amount of funding to set up a West or American political wing of Sudan's Ansar movement under Saddiq Al-Madi head of that Uma Party.

And once back in the States, York really pushed his claim of Sudanese roots in order to authenticate his American branch of the SEC. Now how much money was he given? I don't think the amount matters. Sadiq El-Madi was giving him something far more valuable than cash for a cult leader. He was given in black power legitimacy. Also I should mention that Sadiq El-Madi was fucking insane. I'm sure that's why he and Dwight got along.

Sadiq actually just died from COVID complications at the age of 84, this past November. And the answer movement he was the leader of was a Sufi religious movement in Sudan, a Sufi being a type of Islamic mysticism whose followers were disciples of Muhammad, Ahmad, bin, bin Allah, Jesus Christ, that revolutionary, York Trident himself too, with the remaining or reimagining of his birthplace and date. And a lot of these people their names changed. So, I get a little dizzy. York is not the only one who changes name all the time.

And that revolutionary claimed to be the Madi. And the Madi Arabic for the rightly guided one is a Messiah figure who according to some Muslim beliefs, primarily Sunni and Shia, will appear at the end times to rid the world of evil and injustice. Much more than just the reformer I mentioned him to be earlier. According to Doctrine Hill Shoeb, just before Jesus, Assa in Islam, not the son of God, but an important prophet, and the two of them will tag team the Antichrist in an apocalyptic battle, and then the Madi will rule the world for seven years, and then Jesus will rule

for 40 years, then well, I don't fucking know. This shit is crazy. And interpretation of this crazy is keep twisting and morphing. So many groups have put their own spin on it, you know, and this is why people have religious worth, right? They just can't agree on which version of their what the fuck are you people talking about is correct. Did I mention Cedique Al-Madi also hates the whites?

Yes, the inner party was built on Islam and also get the fuck out of here. You oppressive white British bastards. Take all the whites with you. The early 1970s back from Africa, York's group changed this name to the Ansaru Alah community. Ansaru sounds a lot like Ansar, doesn't it, right? He's just doing one of his slight little tweaks, binding himself to the Umapartis Ansar movement, trying to give himself some legitimacy.

Dwight's AAC purported to follow orthodox Islam. They changed their garb now to traditional Islamic dress. The AAC is a messionic, millennialist, reportedly Muslim group that quickly becomes well known amongst other New York city black nationalists and black Muslim groups at the time. They were also quite different from many of the other black nationalist groups. For one thing, they were not militant, at least not on the surface. The A.C. did not engage in the hostile, secretarian and political rhetoric used by some groups of Islamic Arabs.

York found a good niche for people who wanted a separateist community but didn't want the militancy. Millitancy, right? York's son remembered him saying, I got this new thing, black power mixed with clean living. All the racism, none of the violence. York's success in growing his own group

came from his natural gift of salesmanship, which he used to sell his own quasi-religious tracks on the streets of black neighborhoods from Brooklyn to Harlem. We've covered numerous cult leaders who started off as street preachers, right? Handing out pamphlets. Tony and Susan, a law mode at a fair amount of street preaching. David Berg, super creepy.

Peter Fuck from the Children of God cult. He did a good chunk of street preaching. He liked pamphlet. It makes me think of those weirdos wearing billboards and carrying bullhorns and timesquare or Venice Beach or you know many downtowns across the world I'm guessing definitely across the country. You know Westboro Baptist Church types out there yelling repent now. The anti-Christ is here. Hellfire awaits those who do not submit to the power and mercy of the Lord. And I always think and I see those people like what a fucking lunatic And I want a good way to waste your life and I bet most other people think that too, but not everyone And those who don't think that all the other street preachers bread and butter

Those street preachers least the ambitious ones. You know how to play the numbers game Right you yell at a thousand people you're probably gonna get 99 or I'm sorry Excuse me 999 hard notes Let us a matter because you're also maybe gonna get one yes, maybe one yes in 2000 or maybe 5,000 but a yes is still a yes, right? That's great. These people have grit, tenacity, perseverance.

They understand it's not about all the thousands who say no, it's about the handful who say yes. You can build on that handful. Sometimes that handful can be built into hundreds or thousands of disciples if you stay at it long enough. For years, York, York would only have a handful of followers, but those followers became very dedicated. They would help him gain so many other followers later. His community was small enough for most of the male followers to sleep on the floor of York and his wife, subod is the apartment for a while. Once he settled in Bushwick,

started going by the AEC name, forging relationships with local authorities, we're happy to have a non-confrontational, non-violent Muslim group in their midst, things started to improve for them. The blocks where the AAC lived became an oasis of safety in the crime-ridden neighborhood. People would even purposefully park on the AAC streets because they knew they were safe. The police were happy to let the AAC do their own policing because of the time. That section of Bushwick needed all the help we could get. The center of the AAC was in the 400 block of Bushwick Avenue, a few blocks from the intersection of Bushwick and Broadway, where elevated trains rattle over the streets, low rent shops, cluttered the blocks,

throughout the 70s, the AAC flourished, expanding beyond Brooklyn to communities, at least a dozen major American cities. They got bigger than Keith Weneere's recent next-sem cult, another cult we've covered that originated in New York, according to former followers, Sadik Red, New York had between 2000 and 3000 followers at the height of the Bushwick era of his cult in the 70s. Their headquarters remained in Bushwick for years. York eventually had 500 people living in about 20 apartment buildings he owned his most dedicated followers. Once he obtained the building, he had a painted white and green to match his other buildings

he was building the communist sorts right there in Brooklyn. They AAC operated bookstores gift shops, a clothing store, even had a grocery store all next to each other. AAC chapters were being founded, you know, not only in other American cities at the peak, but also in Trinidad, London and Toronto. Looking for a moment like they might give Scientology a run for their money. How are they funding all of this? In typical cult fashion, followers paid for almost all of it, starting with money they earned by saying goodbye to their old lives and their old possessions selling all their shit, giving all the money to York. AAC members in Brooklyn were asked to surrender all their possessions, live in York's barracks,

style apartments, then work for free. When you were given a daily income, quote, of 25 to 100 bucks once they had to reach by begging or selling literature or incense. And then they were fed cheap food and placed in crowded apartments, right? Good way to expand your business quickly. Your per employee labor costs tend to be real, real cheap when you run in the cult. Literature AAC men sold some of that top shelf theology I read from earlier. It didn't just raise money for York and his group, but also promoted the AAC and courage

readers to become or encourage more people to come here at York preach. People came to York's part of Bushwick. Many were impressed. They saw a village of Muslim commerce and brother ship or brother, you know, brother, yeah, whatever. They saw, I couldn't pull that word out of my, at a thin air, Muslim commerce and fellowship. There we go.

And spirituality. At the Anzhar needles, trade shop, people could purchase the garb of the righteous, including Moroccan robes fabric men's tunics Captains prayer caps garbs and more She was all the rage for people in the 70s some people felt so raw underground and real At some things gift shop and books where people could buy Arabic numeral watches plants games leather goods and of course a wide selection of York's fantastic books So exotic and new and different and exciting, the

turbine dual shop offered a selection of pendants, earrings, broaches, bracelets and nose rings, your community market stock groceries like halal pizza, Philly style, Philly style hoggies and Islamic and Hispanic pastries. Outsiders were impressed. York is making some good money. In 1989, news day columnist Jimmy Brezzlin would write a column about the difference between York's blocks and the rest of Bushwick saying outside the street was tranquil. The carnations and roses turning the air sweet. The men in white watched. The women walked by with their faces covered.

Agree with how they live or not. They run the one sidewalk in the city of New York where there is no such thing as drugs. And while all this is going on, Dwight York, not only leading a cult also trying to become a rock star. Let's talk about his music again. Cole leaders, man, they want to be rock stars so often. This comes up so much. David Kuresh, remember Branch Davidian Cole leader, he was a really into wanting to become

a rock star. Remember his music. Sure was a mad man living in wake like I was a fucking lunatic and then there was Charles Manson Remember remember look at your game girl. Come on Not bad Just wasn't so crazy. Maybe he could have done something. That's a demo.

Russ. There's a little bit of talent there. And then there was Tony Alamoamo who before he became a street preacher Try to make it as a pop star under the name of Marcus Abad This song is not as good So creepy I'm a little nicky-funk so creepy. Would you care if I should kiss you? Or hold you tonight? A little yanky-kir-a.

I don't want to kiss you. I don't want to take it in my coat. Brainwash you. That was a terrible song. But then there, but not as bad as Father Yod. From the source cult. I had listened to him for a while. I had listened to Father Yod's Yahuwah 13. Still might be the worst band I've ever heard in my entire fucking life.

I got it. I'm a different, change the fuck. Yikes. I might rather listen to the Yoko Ono than listen to Yahoo I-13. There's fucking neck and neck with some of the worst music that's ever been produced. That little bit of Eurokani is called Little Doggy, but remember, he was really at it for a while for years.

One of the Iraq's star, even Marshall Apple White. I always forget about that from Heaven's Gate. He had a single that actually hit the charts. You remember when he sang, I got to try? I got to try. I got to try. I got to try. I got to try.

I got to try. I got to try. I got to try. I got to try. I got to try. I got to try. I got to try. I got to try.

I got to try. We were thinking about that coming from martial apple. You know, because, you know, it didn't. Maybe that was Michael motherfucker, Michael McDonald. You know, because you know, it didn't. Maybe that was Michael Mothafuck, McDonald's, you know, singing the, you get the idea. Hail Triple M. Everyone wants to be a fucking rock star, including co-leaders. During the 1970s, York was, as I mentioned earlier, in a disco R&B band called Passion. He was a lead singer for, you know, spread out and went on a solo career. He tried to downplay the sexual nature of the band's name, Passion.

Stainy was just supposed to mean that the Passion of the Christ, Passion suffered by Jesus. Even though he was kind of Islamic, he sometimes, you know, go over to Jesus. I wish you could see the album cover from the record. It is so fucking sexual. Like the most. Close up photo of like the greased upside of a woman's hips and ass, dude's hand on one cheek Other hand reached up to grab or her hair would be as if he was I don't know, you know, hit it from behind

But it's about Jesus it's about the crucifixion. Uh-huh Why is he talking about Jesus so much when he claims to be Islamic just blend in whatever he wants Whatever he thinks is gonna work He would actually claim that the entire band of passion was a religious endeavor He just he wanted to get the attention of young people and expose them to Islam and convert them to the AAC. What a bunch of bullshit. Here's a snippet from their, you know, very Christian Islamic, whatever single 1982's

don't stop my love. Now is this about Islamic conversion or is it about just, you know, wanting to get your fuck on. I'm gonna try to fuck you so hard. Wait, what? I mean, no, it's just take a, ha ha, I'm not gonna try to fuck Jesus. York would save his music. I would not, I do not enjoy dressing up in western saw clothes and being in the company of alcohol, cigarettes, and fornication,

but as a doctor, I must go with a sicker. He hated all this. He hated sex. He's just trying to help people. He's a doctor. Never went to school. Dr. York, sometimes you doctor love. Passion, this band would perform at many schools,

and civic functions, which is disturbing, considering who he was. We get letters of recommendation from people like Wilson Good, Mayor of Philadelphia, from New York City Public School System, which is again, super disturbing. And then you know, you started off with the music taking the Doctor title and he was kind of hung on to it because, you know, he's found out his followers like thinking of him as

a doctor. He was so committed to making it as a big R&B singer. He even built a professional recording studio in Bushwick. And one of his texts, he claimed that many musical stars had passed through his studio where he tried to save them from the devil. People like Stevie Wonder. Cool in the gang, OJs, Nancy Wilson, the Supremes, Bob Marley. Also claims he influenced heavily, you know, Queen Latifa, Public Enemy, LL Cool J. I'm guessing they would feel differently if interviewed. If they could even remember who the fuck this lunatic was,

his name does not appear in the liner notes for any of the for any of their albums as far as we can tell. I don't I don't remember Queen Latifa thanking Dr. York and her 1995 Grammy acceptance speech for best rap solo performance. Did York really make enough money off of his businesses and the slave labor of his followers to not only run a cult and buy a bunch of businesses but also fund his dreams of musical fame? Not exactly. It would come out, you know, after he was arrested, that the remarkable growth of the AAC didn't come entirely from the money brought in by street peddlers. It wasn't selling quite that many books. 1993 report from a domestic terrorism unit of the FBI found that some of this would not be reported until well after 1993 reported

that some of the real estate expansion had been fueled by fires, fires that some of Dwight York's followers may have set. Report cited eight instances of Arsene, the general pattern being that when York wished to acquire a new property and the owner was reluctant to sell to him for a low ball offer he would make, then so weird, their ability would catch on fire. And then Dwight would buy it in auction. So that's, hmm, that's odd. No one was ever arrested in these cases. Members of the AAC also used strong armed tactics to extort money from business owners outside of the community.

One tactic they had was telling store owners that their president's security contractors were not adequate. And if the business is like, no, no, we're good. We don't need you as a security contractor. Then they would just have people rob the business and keep robbing it until they would get a $5,000 per week contract. So, you know, even took a page from the mob there. It was a fucking gangster when you wanted to be. There were also bank robberies, a lot of mysterious bank robberies, approximately 20 bank robberies. I attributed to a group called the shotgun gang, all the members of this gang were AAC members, but the FBI was unable to trace any of the proceeds of the shotgun gang directly back to Dwight York. So again, a little suspicious, or also less violent means used for the AAC endeavors, bringing cash in was everyone's job. If you didn't bring in cash group leaders turned their, the violence

back on the members themselves in Brooklyn men went out and again sold books incess on the street. I talked about that. I didn't mention that if they didn't bring in their $100 a day, they got beat. I don't think I mentioned that. Women worked in the community in the shops, offices are caring for children for free. They also generated money for the group through welfare fraud. Some of the women would have, we were told to apply for welfare using their American names in different addresses. Another scheme was having a pregnant woman share samples of her urine with women who were not pregnant to fake a pregnancy and get public assistance benefits from that.

So there's some next level work in the system there. But the main idea was to sell York's pamphlet books because they were so good. By the late 1980s, York claimed to have authored more than 200 religious and ideological books Which is really impressive because they were just so well written. Here are some fun titles. I didn't mention earlier. Is God a wimp? The fallacy of Easter Santa or Satan was Christ really crucified? Who wasn't where is the devil? He's like books marketed towards like a seven year old. Christianity, the political religion, the sex life of Muslim.

Okay, these are a little more adult. Did the hog come for mankind? I haven't had a chance to read all these. I haven't had a chance to read the undoubtable page, trying to know who, what, and where is the devil? I'm gonna guess white dudes. It's all about white dudes. What an odd guy to white, you are.

Man, low down gangster, weird theology slash sci-fi author, wannabe R&B star, fake profit pito. The many books York wrote were printed on expensive paper stock in black and white. One woman asked York why the books were printed on such poor quality paper. And the answer he gave her was that if the books fell apart, then the customers would buy new ones faster. Oh genius, what's interesting business logic? I'm not sure that normally works.

I'm not sure that like Starbucks came away with that. Boss, I have a genius idea. What if, and hear me out, we start serving our drinks in really flimsy cups that will completely disintegrate in about 15 minutes. I know, I know that means in roughly 15 minutes or customers are gonna lose their drinks, they're probably gonna spill over, maybe burn them, their vehicles, get us get over their desk,

we're in their computer, guess gonna make a mad. Probably will, and that might not seem good, but here's the genius part, here's the page I took from Dwight York, then they're gonna need to buy more coffee. And we sell them another cup of coffee that also disintegrates. And we just keep the nonstop buying coffee train, chugging along to to to to to to to clear out my desk. Okay. Not to your response. I was expecting a heart

for me to fathom how we could sell so many of these books and how the some people thought they were so fucking good. They would buy a second or third copy. As you gathered from the samples, I shared a layer as you probably gathered, they're really not well written. Here's a reminder of how bad they are. The following excerpt comes from another Dr. Malachai Z. York classic piece of very important literature titled Extra Triestrials and Creation. Those who fell down, Nephilim's, for the planet Earth, is that same period of time

were the Shaggy Giants. My most Giants. My most mine been Giants. A Sirius, Gina's Homo, from the six sunsick star constellation Orion, the disagreeable Elohim after the rape of the Adamite Dogon tribes' daughters, the sons of the agreeable Elohim, Anunnaki, 23, Therafim from the Rizik, 8th planted in the 19th galaxy called Ilouin, were sent here to breed amongst the mortals. When they had sexual intercourse with the daughters of the Adamites and gave birth to children with a dual nature homo erectus, these Gibor mightycourse with the daughters of the Adamites and gave birth to children with a dual nature, homo erectus. These Gibor mighty ones were very powerful because they were the sons and daughters of the Elohim Anunnaki who had existed for what it seems to be an eternity.

600 Anunnaki had come to the earth from out there by 12 ships of 50 passenger ships. What? Out of the mothership there are a ships of 50 passenger ships. What what? Out of the mothership there's a lot of ships everybody called near Bibbaroo So what the fuck was that you just heard that was Dr. York's very interesting creative and supposedly correct translation I didn't say that part of gen 664 Excuse me Genesis 6 for the Bible Yeah, that nonsense was supposedly a biblical translation full of so many misspellings. Like even Anunnaki is like, it's weirdly spelled,

I read the words as they were spelled, and also every single word there was capitalized. Here's the new living translation of the same shit I just said that from his translation, in those days and for some time after, giant nevelites lived on the earth For whenever the sons of God had intercourse with women They gave birth to children who became the heroes and famous warriors of ancient time

So I mean it looked crazy, but not as crazy as what I just said and not nearly as long he added so much Here's the classic King James version There were giants in the earth in those days and also after that when the sons of God came into unto the came in unto the daughters of men And they bear children to them the came in unto the daughters of men and they bear children to them the same mighty the same became mighty men King James always the weird rhythm the same became mighty men which were of old men of renown. So again, you know, he's like he added a lot of shit in his translation and him adding so much so much.

Maybe imagine York working side by side with a Japanese translator, like how funny even a translator would he be? I'm picturing him working side by side with a Japanese translator for some American English speaking businessmen, right, who wants two translators for whatever reason, just to make sure he's getting right. And then the Japanese businessmen says to him and Japanese, we're happy to announce we'd like to move forward with the acquisition as long as the audit doesn't turn up anything unexpected. And then the first doesn't turn up anything unexpected.

And then the first translator repeats exactly that in English. And then Dwight, who somehow works as a translator, even though he doesn't even speak Japanese, he to says some craziness. He to says, we'll be implementing a Stargate intergalactic portal transport system as soon as possible, followed by time traveling to ancient Babylonia to harvest Anunnaki Adrenal Chrome. We can pair with tech advances from the future to allow human consciousness to be transferred into the digital space and then downloaded into a synthetic humanoid form

a vessel properly built for cosmic exploration by black and only black nubian astronauts. So yeah, I mean, that's what he really said. And look, I don't want to throw anyone in the bus, but I really feel like my coworker, you fucking miss so much. So many important details with his translation. The content of these books obviously is fucking just insanity. Seeing them makes them even dumber. Random sentences are capitalized or put in bold, York alternates quotes from the Bible with the Quran. Sometimes it seems Christian based, sometimes Islamic, sometimes to hope is witnessed, sometimes illuminati, all over the place. The

most sold book he wrote was a 44 page track called 666 Leviathan right the first of that four-parter That page burner I read an excerpt from earlier That books main thrust is presenting an argument that the white race is inherently satanic obvi Says the white man he convinced black people that they had a chance for freedom if they made enough money But then there would be no freedom given. And this is found in receptive audience among those who thought they were shut out economically from access to the American dream.

Sadly, those who joined York's cult would soon find out that white America had nothing on the AAC when it came to oppressing African Americans. Many women lived in separate buildings. When they wanted to have sex, they were forced to ask permission, then they had to use a designated room. Sex was one spouse, was a privileged granted only when one's duties had been performed satisfactorily, did you make enough money that day? Okay, then again, you could have sex with your wife in this special sex room today. But York can

fuck your wife whenever. York used the group as his personal harem. He was effectively able to have sex with any woman in the Coli wanted. Again, you pregnant so many, possibly around 200 before was said and done, all said and done, including many who were under age. York, like so many cold-eater, so obsessed with sex. Dude even wrote a sort of sex manual, a 1980 pamphlet book, entitled The Sex Life of a Muslim, mostly a glossary of sexual terms and practices, and practices that do not conform in any way

with Muslim theology. For example, he spends eight pages, defending the practice of anal sex. I'm going to look at another excerpt here. Remember, this is supposedly a godly, religious book pamphlet, like something like your minister would read to you. He says, The technique for anal sex is different from ordinary penetration. With the female kneeling, head well down, carefully lubricate the gland's penis, which can be done with any type of baby oil or Vaseline.

Insertion into the anus must be done gradually, not as one would do in the vagina, rust. Place the glands to the area and press gently and steadily, while the female bears down so you can enter. Proceed slowly into her. The male can work on her breasts and clitoris meanwhile. Once tried, it may become a part of your sex menu. I love that he writes that you can work on her breasts meanwhile, you know, if you want, imagine,

imagine your pastor, if you have one imagine your past, or if you have one, reading shit like that at church, which isn't that different from York writing it in religious book for his followers. This is the middle of the sermon. Hey guys, everybody, let's talk about any little sex for a second, right? Let's talk about, listen, the Christian way.

Fellas, when you're slowly pushing your baby well dick into a lady butt, maybe throw them titty, some love, you know? And remember, just because you're, you know, a good Christian doesn't mean you can't work on that clip, when you're knocking out that rear pussy door. Enjoy eating off the back page, or that sex menu. Hey, man.

Ano sex is forbidden in traditional Islam. By the way, this book has nothing to do with Muslim doctrine. I guess you knew that. I wanted to make it clear. Oh, this guy's so crazy. In the same book, York also defines pedophilia. The crime that eventually bring him down is a white plot to destroy black children.

Okay. Any sanctions for like me? He also lists some entertainer virtues. Muslim women must possess writing. Always she be clean. Ha. Ha. Always she be smelling good in his, awesome sex.

Just like Allah said, ladies, always she be smelling good. You know, when I got least favorite things is a stinky front butt. He hates false idols, adulterers, blasphemers, murderers, and stinky front butts. Not necessarily in that order. Praise be to Allah. Let's get back to some dates now. Jumped back into 1979. The AAC may have been responsible for a murder this year, or really several murders, which

often leads to a cult being brought down, but not the case for the AAC. The morning of April, 1979, Horace Green drives away from his single family brick home on Bushwick Ave. Just down the block and across the street from the AAC mosque. Horace was the founder and head of the Bushwick Improvement Society and the go to guy for any residents who had complaints about AAC members. Horace drove three blocks to the community and daycare center. He operated on a heart street about seven a.m.

As soon as he got out of his car, man jumped from a hiding place behind a dumpster shot Horace four times in the back, killed him. The man stumbled past eyewitnesses as he ran away the shooter. They told police he had a beard, knee length black coat, black cap and pants, silver earring from a day and then from his left ear. He was dressed exactly like someone from the AAC would be dressed that time. The police investigation was stalled and peter out. At first, some people including Korra Green, Horace Green's widow thought it would be too obvious for the killer to be an AAC member. She thought that someone was dressing up like them to throw suspicion on the group. No one can think of why Horace Greenibitch shot.

He was a member of the district planning board, vice president of the community school board, a board member of a council that governed the area's Boy Scout troops, amongst other things. He was well liked by everyone. Almost turns out Horace had recently used his position on the planning board to oppose the AAC's plan to bind abandoned abandon the hospital and convert it into housing for more members. And I think that decision cost him his life. The case went cold for a while before winding up on NYPD homicide detective Bill Clark's desk who couldn't believe that everyone had ignored what seemed like a neon fucking sign pointing directly to AAC.

But he couldn't question anyone involved in the AAC that damn New York City sensitive site policy require that he not only make an appointment in advance to see York, but also the meeting had to take place on York's turf. Clark also had to arrange to be accompanied by a community relations officer due to all these obstacles. And York constantly just manipulated the system to never set up a meeting. Clark ended up closing his investigation. Then nearly 20 years later, 1998, an FBI intelligence report report on York identified the person they believed to be Horace Green's murderer. One of York's most trusted aides, a member of his inner circle Roy Savage. And this dude called blood it truly lived up to

his name Savage as fuck. Gonna take a real interesting and disturbing AAC side road for a bit now shortly after the murder of Horace Green Roy Savage or Hashim as he was known in the AAC moves out of an AAC building in Brooklyn and Laylo for a while. He moves to Newark, New Jersey, takes three women from the AAC with him, his cult wives, Savage forces them to sell incense and oils on the streets of Newark to raise money for him, the sales allowing them, allow them to live in a luxury apartment. The woman who made the most sales that each day would be allowed to sleep with him that night. York taught him well. When a family member of one of the women confronted him about abusing her, Savage made that woman lick the sidewalk in front of her relatives.

Yee! Dude, it was a real dirty motherfucker, just like his mentor. One night in September 1983, Carolyn Hubbard, one of his wives, did something Savage thought was disobedient. A fight started, Savage went into a rage, ended up stabbing Carolyn in the neck and killing her. Another woman, Jackie Cobb, tried to intervene, and for that, she gets stabbed at death as well. An eight-year-old girl named Hasa Kima, daughter of Carolyn's sister Cheryl, was there at the time of the killings, Savage yells at her to go to the bedroom while he drags the bodies into the bathroom butchers the corpses Cheryl Hubbard then helps with the cleanup of her sister's body. Savage hacks the two bodies into pieces then packs the parts into suitcases and then

to terrorize the remaining women in the silence. This motherfucker actually cooks some of the body parts and the stove makes them eat bits of their former roommates flesh. It's one woman eat part of her sister to distract from the smell. He lights over a hundred centent candles in the apartment a couple days later. He loads up to suitcases, takes him down to his car, the security guard in the lobby writes in his logbook, stink, stink, stink. But beyond that, he sadly doesn't do a report anything. Savage takes the staircases to an apartment in Harlem, then proceeds to just party for a while. Who the fuck is this guy?

Acton real casual for a dude with a few suitcases, full of murder victim body parts in his possession. He tries to buy some drugs at the party, but the deal goes bad. He gets thrown out of a second story window. He gets a concussion in his hospitalized. Too bad he doesn't die when he hits the ground. Meanwhile, smoke from all those candles he lit is billowing out of Savage's apartment window.

Someone calls the fire department. When firefighters put out the candles, one of the notices is suitcase with weird fluids keeping out of the bottom. What doesn't do anything about it? Meanwhile, someone goes to the hospital to tell Savage that the fire department has been at his house. Savage freaks out, pulls out his IV, rushes back home, wearing nothing but his hospital

gown. Uh, except for seeing the strange man moving suitcases, a neighbor gets suspicious and calls the police because he goes to like, you know, move the body parts again, the police then find blood stains in the empty apartment, but nobody's, you still getting away with it. Savage, he still has these suitcases, he hasn't like thrown him into dumps for yet. Now he takes at least one of these suitcases back to Newark to a public housing project in Newark, this being decommissioned. Three people on the elevator there with him, he doesn't even wait for like a different

elevator, he's like, I'll just get on and bring these body parts. They note the horrible smell, they don't do anything. They reported to no one. He's still getting away with this. Two or three days later, residents in the apartment building complained about the smell. A maintenance man finds the suitcase, takes it downstairs, tosses it into a dumpster. There it pops open. And finally, someone's like, holy shit, there's body parts in there. I should probably call the police.

Finally, authorities are notified detective U.C.T. from New York. PD is brought in. He tracks down Cheryl Hubbard and Cheryl's daughter to a neighborhood in Morningside Heights called Little New York. People there tell him about the AAC in Bushwick. They also tell him that the woman, women of the AAC are basically being held as sex slaves. And the Dwight York is their pimp. Once again, an investigation of the AAC gets held up by the NYPD who allow York to forbid U.S.T. from going into their buildings because of that fucking stupid law ahead of the time. I used to be a black officer, figures out a way to go to get around it though.

He just puts on a robe and walks in like he's a member. Bingo, bingo, nice thinking, officer Usti. Inside, he finds Cheryl explains to her her legal situation, gets her to agree to have her daughter become a witness for the prosecution, right? The eight-year-old who saw this, she follows through and officer Usti gets savage convicted to life and fucking prison. Hail, Nimrod, a little bit of good news in this tale. Crazily, Cheryl Hubbard, after helping convict Savage, will then visit him in prison for years.

Still love the psycho, who slaughtered her sister in front of her daughter and then fed her sub of the body. And this guy was part of York's inner circle. York now tries to minimize his association with Savage. Meanwhile three former members of the AAC will later tell investigators that savage frequently would write letters to York from prison. Most of them barely coherent expressions of undying loyalty to York. Unfortunately, York's connection to savage and those three murders that shed light on York being known in the areas of pimple, not bring York and his cold down. On the early 80s now, York now in his late 30s

released starts to focus again on his music career. I was cracks me up. He keep going back and forth. He like, you know, focus on me in a collater than focus on me in a musician. He now performs as a vocalist with Jackie and the star lights and another group called the students. He launches his own record label, Passion Productions and records as a solo artist, Dr. York, as debut released was that single only a dream from that sweet, sweet album. We heard a preview of earlier, New York, noise, his musical career does not explode, but Dr. York and passion productions do get advertised in the May 4th, 1985 issue of Billboard magazine.

So it makes it a little farther than Manson, you know, Father Yoad, David Correst, the others. Back in episode 1983, York's cult moves, it's headquarters from Bushwick to Sullivan County, New York. To a site they now call Camp, Jazeer Abba, 115 miles north, the head up state near the town of Parkesville and the Catskill Mountains, York has bought a 80 acre property for $145,000 that becomes their camp. According to one of York's sons, he spends about five million to build a lavish mansion

on the land, completely a swimming pool, and of course a recorded studio. Got to stay focused on making that sweet silky music. York ordered that his main house be built with the wing encompassing two trailers where women and children would be housed and a secret passageway was built between the trailers and the house so he could, you, stink them in whenever you wanted. They were virtually no full-time neighbors, but across the lake, bordering the property was a hunting and fishing lodge owned by one-filled mullens and filled notice that there wasn't any sign of the new occupants, religious affiliations.

You would note this later talking to investigators. There was nothing to indicate. There were Muslims. York and the rest of the group were already moving away from their Islamic ideology. They did erect some Native American style totem poles though. So that's interesting. They also noticed that the man in the group seemed to have an obsession with guns, frequently here sustained bursts of gunfire in the woods.

So that's fun. Besides the guns, York also starts messing around more openly with girls at this place, Phil Mullins, other local residents, starting to become suspicious about the number of girls and young women that could be seen around the camp. They would arrive by the vanload and would stay for a while on those trailers attached to the house, but you would never see them in town. In the group, these girls were known as the Backstreet Girls. The ones York had allowed to spend extra time and have extra privileges at his recording

studio back in Bushwick called Backstreet. At a basement room in Backstreet, the girls were free from the women who normally babysat them, babysat them free from the women who normally babysat them, babysat them free from the normal cult rules. They got to wear regular clothes, even short skirts. Sometimes have boys join them. One girl named Aldera was blown away by the culture at Backstreet.

It was the first time she'd ever seen York act like a regular human being. She would later say, the first time I saw Doc drinking something, I thought like, you can eat and drink. I thought you were like Jesus. Then one of York's concubines started the process of educating Al Dura about what was expected of her in return for all her new privileges as a backstreet girl.

The woman told her she needed to be prepared for relations with her eventual husband. And in their spiritual homelands, Sudan, the woman claimed such practical lessons about sex were given by male relatives, uncles and fathers all the time. It's not even a big deal. The woman used a plastic dildo to show the proper way for her to give a blow job. She showed her porn. One day this concubine lady told Aldera to dance nude and she videotaped it for York. Holy shit.

She has female cult members brainwashed into helping him molest girls. And so weird about the customs back in Africa. And she's right there. You know, there are some very different sexual customs in certain parts of the world and then certain parts of Africa especially in the past certain indigenous areas But York not living in those parts not part of that culture Doing what he's doing you know here is like it's like that's like kidnapped and somebody and forced them to work for you and Rationalized like oh come on. It's okay. You know people use to have slaves. I'm just living like people used to live

You know, what's the problem? A lot of problems, a lot of problems. A few people in the AAC community now know perhaps the Spacians that York is having sex with the Backstreet Girls. One woman is approached by a 15 year old girl who tells her that York is having sex with her, but the woman finds it hard to believe the girl saying,

why would he sacrifice all this? To do something like that. So people hear about it, but they don't wanna accept it. By this time, it's more or less common knowledge that York is sleeping with anyone in the community whenever he wants. And so people, you know, because of that, they're like, wait, get to sleep with all these grown women. Why would he also start going after underage girls? Because he's a fucking sexual predator, and they're never satisfied. They always want more. I always want always want what's forbidden. The backstreet girls keep quiet for the most part about what's

going on. They're rewarded for their sexual service by being given high status within the cult. They rewarded for keeping secrets. They get to go to camp to zero. They get to eat pizza and soda. Listen to popular music. Listen to York's fucking shitty disco R&B stuff. And because of all these privileges, when York summons them for sex over the intercom, they go. Despite these girls not running around telling everyone what's going on, more and more people, again, they'll are figured out. Malik, when a York's Suns one day is searching to his father's things it camped is here and he finds a video It's marked with one of the names of the Backstreet girls a girl that he had a crush on Al Dura He watches this video which shows her dancing nude. He confronts her like what the fuck is going on?

Her response is blunt and unashamed. She tells him straight up, I gave your father a blowjob last night. Holy shit, imagine hearing that from someone that you had a crush on about your dad. Al Dura is 15 when York initiates her. First, he has her perform oral sex on him, then he has anal sex with her. Sometimes he videotapes their encounters or has a concubine videotape it.

The ones who gave him sex without complaining get better food and sometimes little presents, those who refuse, get cut off. He would also disparage the non-compliant girls in front of others, soaking rivalries. The ones who gave him sex without complaining get better food and sometimes little presents those who refused get cut off. He would also disparage the non-compliant girls in front of others, soaking rivalries. The ones who were good got more authority. For example, some of them got notes that had handwritten orders, which the girls will be instructed to deliver to other girls. Some of them were even eviction notices.

They got to tell other girls just to fucking get out. He also told the girls that their parents didn't care about them. He did. He broke them down down made him feel unwanted Unloved then he showered them with the facts. I'm also molesting them He manipulated them into being happy with sexual attention because you know that felt better than feeling unloved Fucking predator What he didn't tell them is that they were cut off from their parents by rules York himself had established

Making adults work 12 hour days. How's them and separate quarters from the children? After his relationship with Aldera had gone on for a while York asked her to bring him her stepsister Jokara who was only eight and then another girl who was only six He later told Aldera that the younger children were accomplished in performing oral sex on him what the fuck So many kids would be molested at Camp desire and untold amount While York continues to molest he also starts moving away from Islam further and further He stopped showing up at Islamic naming ceremonies Stop speaking in Arabic.

Starts wearing jeans, dressing like a normal dude wearing Western wear. Because of all this his son Malik and you know, he's still pretty mad about the blowjob thing. Start to speak out against his dad to others in the community. Some of whom encourage him to take leadership of the group for himself. His mom Zubayda counsels him to respect his father. Even though she herself would frequently get into arguments with York about his harm of girls. Malik would later describe things as sending him to kind of a civil war. He gets into several arguments with his dad during one such argument.

York threatens another son with an ice pick and Malik then branches a gun at his dad, but it doesn't pull the trigger. But after that, he knows it's time to go. He knows if he isn't willing to kill his dad, his dad is probably going to have him killed. As Zubata leaves with him, so does some other followers, but plenty of followers sadly stay. Uh, by the mid-late eighties, York is now living, uh, upstate almost full time, almost done with Bushwick.

He seems to have taken the gas pedal off of being a spiritual leader, needs a break, needs to focus on his music, opens a record store in the Sullivan County seat, Liberty, also starts passing our flyers promoting music related ventures, which included a new recording studio and a talent and modeling agency. One of his clients was the hot female R&B group, She. Another was petite, described as four young ladies who sing their hearts out. An emotional material in all female group that York considers its children. A personal bio released by York in 1986,

he claimed that he was also pondering a rap reggae group consisting of three girls called undercover lovers. So he's really not into the religious stuff right now. He was continued to promote himself as well. You know, Dr. York, one, 1975 promotional article read, passion records, Dr. York certainly looks like one hell of a romantic dude,

the white dinner jacket, gold medallions, silk hanker chief and wet look here must surely be enough to turn any woman wild. I'm guessing because that was grammatically correct. He had somebody else write it. It's also needing to seem larger than life. He explained to his followers that he was focusing on international markets, right? He was super popular abroad. Hello.

Okay, I know you're not hearing me in the radio here in the US, but I'm very popular in countries you don't know about. He said US record labels wouldn't sign in because they were afraid of his power as a black man. And he said this even though another black man, Michael Jackson, just released the best selling album of all time, Thriller just three years earlier. So that's awkward. 1988, York's criminal history is a little updaked. Not much, but he's convicted of obtaining a passport with a false birth certificate. Sorry, US custom. It's so hard to keep track of what's real when you've lied so much about who you are. Dwight York changes his name legally in 1990 again to Issa Al-Hadi Al-Madi. He's back with the

Islam kind of not really. He starts to, in the late 80s, starts mixing in ancient Egyptian and Native American themes into his pseudo religious fucking nonsense into his book pamphlets, changes his name a few more times. It's a real schizophrenic time for the cult. Everyone's having a hard time keeping track of what the fuck's supposed to believe in right now.

The glue keeping this bad shit crazy cult together is the unrelenting theme that never waivers of black supremacy. Sometimes you might be worshiping in Egyptian gods. Sometimes I'm awesome gods. Sometimes I'm Christian gods. Sometimes American any gods. Sometimes you know, you're worshiping, you know, York himself. You might not know what's coming next, but you always know that white people are devils. And that you're the fucking best. A move to Georgia starts being discussed. Soon York's cult will enter their final incarnation. The United Nwabi, a nation of Morse.

York also keeps collecting wives around this time in 1991, a young woman who would come to be called Badra at some time to kill while she waited for a bus in Liberty, New York. She went to York records, his music store. There was a poster of the love doctor on a wall and in the back of the store, what? Oh my God, the love doctor is here in the only store that has a poster of him on Earth. The manager approached her and said that the love doctor wanted her number but by the way, she didn't give it to him,

I ran away. She's 20, she's a mother of two year old and a four year old, she's too busy for dating. Then a couple weeks later, she keeps thinking about the love doctor. She reconsideres, she gives the store manager her number and York gives her a call. And for a while, she works at the record store, she dates Dr. Love,

then business declines and York tells her can't afford to pay her anymore, but he can't afford to marry her. He says she'll become wife number 19, not kidding. That's a sales based list and baby. You're gonna become my wife number 19. I wonder if he says that last part quite. Baby, I love you so much. I want you to be my wife number 19.

God, I can't wait till we're married for the 99. He says, it should be number one in his heart. What a romantic sales pitch. Bodger takes him up on it. She and her daughter's moved to camp to zero and then she slowly comes to realize she's not number one, she's definitely number 19. She's one of a faceless hermit of women

who sleeps in rooms, taken up with stacks of bunk beds. She works long hours as a seamstress while her kids are baby set by other women around this time late 1991 or the 1992. The country life starts to disagree with York. Sullivan County authorities started to get a little more suspicious of him than those in Bush. We could be in. He's getting frustrated with authorities that he can't build wherever he wants on his land. And that once the county takes him to court on some illegal construction and you know, has an order put into stop illegal construction. He's also faced a tax bill in the neighborhood of $200,000. He doesn't want to pay it. Now he wants to get out of Sullivan County, but

where to go? He can't return to Brooklyn. The FBI down there started to investigate him for a variety of claims of various criminal activities. He also has some debts associated with Brooklyn businesses. They're growing and more and more disagreements with some of his co-members who don't care about his music career. In late 1992, he tells one of his many wives to start looking for properties in and around Atlanta. Just before closing on a complex of apartment buildings, another wife, Cassie Johnson,

finds a 400 plus acre tract of pasture and woodlands for sale in the central part of the state, the asking price, a little less than a million dollars. The man selling the property, Arnie Lassen, they would negotiate central part of the state, the asking price, a little less than a million dollars. The man selling the property, Arnie, Lassen, they would negotiate the sales of the first months of 1993, they reached an agreement on the selling price, York agrees to pay about half of the purchase price in cash, and then Lassen would finance the rest. But there's a sticking point. Lassen wants to be able to come out of the property after the sale since he's financing part

of the deal. York offers him an extra 200,000 in cash if you'll just stay away and never come on the property. Not suspicious at all. Lasting is uneasy about this. He contacts a friend in the FBI, asked him to make some inquiries in New York. The friend tells him about New York law enforcement,

contacts he finds that are interested in New York. After finding a few things out, the friend advises last and to be careful. Why not be a great idea? And back out of a deal with this guy, some bad things happened to some people in Brooklyn who tried to do that. I'll ask him scared now and he goes through with the teal and sells a land. February of 1993, York announces that in two days, he and a select group of followers

are heading to Georgia. The others are told to wait until they are called for. He leaves behind $100,000 in unpaid bills. Pay the bills. He orders the group to reprint one of his best selling books. Leviathan, 6666. He claims that that paid the dead back. There's no fucking way. There's no way that should have a book that reads like it was written by a mentally ill fifth grader could sell enough copies to pay for a nice dinner. I don't think I've got to hope not. Anyway, York and his favorite girls now head down to Georgia and the rest are left for rot. There are many of them

are never called for. It leaves behind a bunch of women and children at Camp Jazeera, around 60 people living in double wide trailers that had been the harem's quarters. The power and the main lodge is shut off. Most of the windows are pulled out and shipped south. They actually takes the windows down south. There was nothing to do for these people in the middle of the winter there. A line for the one working bathroom was crowded with people 24 hours a day. People tried to wash their clothes, but they never fully dried in the cramped quarters. Their psychotic mousai had abandoned them.

The orchid didn't care. He was off to bigger and better things. He was off to Georgia, busy creating yet another identity for himself. Do I change his name again? 1993 to Malachi, York. He also adopts a number of other titles and pseudonyms, including the Supreme Grand Master, Dr. Malachi, York. Wasn't enough to be doctor.

Supreme Grand Master and Naya, Malazzi, it's just like a made-up word. It was a bunch of letters together. The relative isolation of his new land in Georgia appeal to him greatly the larger town the region is eaten to uh... population six thousand seven sixty four two thousand and even this town was miles away from his secluded new compound at this new compound you got busy revising histiology again islam pretty much

out now you want something new right something uh... you know with significant uh... pageantry it's customary this followers uh... Something that you know with significant pageantry, it's customary, but as followers, it can produce buy and wear. The first few years in Georgia, York tries out a few different combinations of looks and ideology. He starts off with the cowboy and Indian theme, not kidding. Locals will later talk about seeing his followers first show up in the area by the bus load, dressed like they'd just been cast and some kind of fucking John Wayne movie remake.

Big 10 gallon hats, big old belt buckles, cowboy boots, wranglers, all that stuff. Some of them dressed up like American Indians, like a caricature, moccasins, feathers in their hair. I've seen pics of York and full headdress, like he's some big chief. So weird. Wanted to call members. You don't even know what religion they're a part of. Move to George from New York to play weird dress up games.

York starts proclaiming himself to be chief black eagle now. Telling his father was there the modern day incarnation of the lost tribe of the Yamasee group, a group of American Indians who resisted the early waves of European colonization and disappeared from history. We mentioned them in the trail of tears stuck recently. There was a mythical link, York claimed between his tribe and a site in northern Putnam County called Rock Eagle, about 10 miles from York's property, a place where mountains built by prehistoric American Indians who were preserved.

York really sold this, the cowboy, although York really sold this, the cowboy in Indian moves, not a big hit with his followers, because you want to know if you know it's staying costume. They're supposed to dress up in uniform when they left a land. But then these groups, Mosin, around Edenton with their 10 gallon hats and their new boots, they stood out a wee bit and they got embarrassed to be seen outside the compound like that. I love it, I picture these people just saying to locals,

like, ah, sorry, I just look, I don't normally dress this way. I know it's weird. When my boss, he's real big on it, he's watching a lot of gun smoke, and look, I don't wanna be wearing a giant belt buckle, it says peanut on it, but I don't even like peanuts. But that's his call, you know? So he goes back to the drawing board.

And the next year they trade in their 10 gallon hats for red fesses and they call this settlement, the ancient mystical order of, milk is, milk is a deck. A fess is a flat top conical red hat with a tassel on top, worn by Muslims in some countries. Also with the Shriners wear, this look does not stick either. I'm surprised he also didn't insist that they only use those little tiny Shrinner cars

for getting around for transportation, do expensive maybe. Now he comes up with the United Nation of Newabi and Moors, one part Egyptian motif, one part intergalactic bullshit. The Egyptian angle lets him turn the front part of his property on Shadydale Road into a small scale recreation of Egypt on the ideological side instead of cast himself as a Muslim prophet. Now York starts claiming he's a supernatural being sent from the planet, planet, planet, Rizic to save a chosen few. Salvation would come be a spaceship. And York decides who gets to board. York of course gets to, you know, quickly

writing some new pamphlet books to build out his new ideology. One of his followers, former Backstreet girl, hands over $100,000 from a car accident settlement to pay for the printing. The new tome is called the Holy Tablets and the woman who helps York write it, essentially goes to some bookstores, buys a bunch of new age books

and then copies random paragraphs, words for words. There's a ton of plagiarism in it, but he does add some new stuff. The planet, planet, planet, risk shit, he comes up with us on his own. He states that he comes from a planet called risk in the great galaxy of Ilium. I mentioned some of the stuff earlier.

He describes a war on risk that happened when Humbaba, a type of warring bean, tax risk with a shield depleter and the bomb causes the natural atmosphere of risk to, you know, deplete because that's what shield depletors do. They deplete thing to get it. The inhabitants of risk the resilience, they have to leave their planet now in search of

gold dust, which they intend to use to build a dome over a new planet to thwart, no, over their current planet. Sorry. I know this is really important to thwart future attacks because you know, that's what gold dust does. It helps you build a space shield. Anyone who's ever built a space shield knows that. Like me.

York would now claim that he incarnates from time to time for those who are in need of my presence in the flesh. I am an angelic being an Elohim. He tells followers he had apparently visited Earth in three separate forms. As a human born in 1945, I imagine I'm saying this. She was a stray face being the most recent one. While he was in his mother's womb, he said he was implanted with three candles, the glow, the glowed with green light. A side of his mental and spiritual ability. God, it's poor mom. That must have hurt given birth to a baby full of candles. He writes, we have been coming to this

planet before it had your life form on it. My incarnation as in Ila, Muta Jased, or Avatarah, whatever, was originally in the year of 1945 AD. In order to get here, I traveled by one of the smaller passenger crafts called Sham out of a mother plane called Merkababa, Niberu. I wonder if part of his like just ridiculous words is in like it's kind of like that lovecraftian We're like no one's gonna be able to say them, but then he gets to act like super arrogant when you can't pronounce it right You know like the mother playing like mark up. I got he's like No

Mark up That's how you say it if you weren't stupid So you know, it's all pretty well thought out This version of York came to Earth on March 16th, 1970, interesting. So he just showed up, okay, he didn't show up in 1945, he showed up in 1970. Comment Bennett, which was visible on that day,

just said to have really been York's spacecraft. So he goes from showin' up on Earth in 1945 to suddenly showin' up on Earth in 1970. He's basically ripping off Heaven's Gate now in some ways. I feel like he must have got his hands on some of Marshall Apple White's literature around this time. Right off Heaven's Gate now in some ways. I feel like you must have got his hands on some of Marshall Apple White literature around this time. Heaven's Gate, big into comments. He'll pop, you know, they committed suicide to board a spaceship traveling behind that comment, 1997, just four years after this. They've been

around since the 70s peddling their weird aliens and religion bullshit. York taught us followers now that the mother plane in New Bureau would launch the crystal city of New Jerusalem to our solar system from its position in Orion. Come on, pay attention. Simple stuff here. A 40-year process of taking the 144,000 chosen few, taking a page from Jehovah's Witnesses, I believe it's here. 12,000 each from the 12 tribes of Israel, and to the planet Kraft, New Bureau began on

August 12th, 2003, or will begin, and then the process will end of course on august twelve two thousand forty three each chosen few will then be groomed for a thousand years exactly because people like round numbers and stay with me they'll then return to earth for the final battle against those to fiorians and redeem and from a six thousand year again round numbers rulership of the devil in his seat

and how did he explain his recent years long devotion to Islamic-ish beliefs? How did that match up with this? He, you know, he doesn't. He doesn't really work on that transition in some cult members' leaf. The members back in Brooklyn now, a lot of them remain Muslim.

They're like, what the fuck? They just cut ties to them. But a lot of people say, incredible. Couple hundred's day. Eventually, Newabi and membership in Georgia will reach around 500. How fucking crazy is all this? Imagine going to church, not knowing what religion

is gonna be preached any given week. That is basically what's been happening here. You know, like when the pastor says, open your books, you actually don't know what book it's gonna be. You know, you just sit in the pew, one Sunday, you're like, oh, okay, it's a Bible. And then the next Sunday, it's the Quran. And then the next Sunday, it's a fucking Louis Le Mans, cowboy book. Then it's

Dynetics, then it's lyrics for some new disco R&B songs. Then it's a translation of Egyptian higher glyphics. Then it's a screenplay for Predator versus Alien. What is happening? And you have to dress right for each new belief system. You might show up in cowboy boots. But then you're like, nah, it's not cowboy week. Nope, go to the basement. It's changed into a sci-fi costume Dress up like an astronaut What he's doing is basically this crazy Dr. Bouncing for a while York and his followers a settle on an Egyptian alien mashup theme as one does for Georgia

At York's direction the community formerly known as the AAC and so many other names now known as the Newabian nation of Moore's builds Toma Ray AAC and so many other names now knows the Newobeyon Nation of Moors builds Tom Array, originally named originally named Coddish because he likes to fucking change names so much. And Tom Array is an Egyptian theme complex built on 476 acres of land near Eaton, Georgia. Many Newobeyans at Tom Array will live in cheap trailers, a hundred or so while York lives, of course, in a mansion on the property. And then as many as 400 other Newobeyans live in this surrounding area. Let's explore how ridiculous this place was for a second. The surrounding area around Shadydale Road, where Toma Rae's entrance was populated by

dairy farms and auto salvage yard, a couple of modest residences. If you're driving there, you'd pass by farm after farm. Then suddenly you'd come around to curve in the road. You'd see two 40-foot high pyramids, one black and one gold next to an enormous obelisk and a gag. And then paint his statues of various Egyptian deities. Forty foot high pyramids out in the middle of Georgia farmland. That'll get your attention. That'll get the neighbors talking. York would charge Newavians $25 a year for their Newavian passports, which allowed them to

enter and exit this compound. There was a network of chapters and bookstores called All Eyes on Egypt, bringing in cult funds around also this time. Members continue to raise money from begging, holding jobs, giving their money to York. Inside his weird Egyptian compound, people could mill around, eat, shop, explore. Children could ride on the little Egypt, choo choo on the public part of the property. Yep. Here's a small train on the property for kids because why not?

The women who lived and worked at Tom Array would wear flowing white robes Edged in royal blue a Few yards away from the highway visitors would approach a 20 foot high arched entrance gate with armed guard tracks just inside The arch was coated with sandstone colored drivet basically every inch of which was covered with Egyptian pictograms and illustrations Visitors had to pay to enter and they would drive their cars at the gate up a driveway, lying with dozens of 10 foot high statues of thawton, anubis, and the top of the drive was a 10 foot high ceremonial platform. The cars would park on a grassy hillside, then the visitors could roam the park. Inside one of the pyramids was

a gift shop, stocked with some of the hundreds of books. York claimed to have authored. The covers printed on slick paper, insides printed on cheap thin paper, like the kind found in comic books. Price is range from five to 25 bucks, you could also get t-shirt, you could even get action figures of York, which went up from 50 bucks, you could buy all sorts of shit.

But now with American money, ah, things at Tom Rake only be purchased with Tom Rake money. Visitors would have to change their real money at the rate of $500 US for $550, Tom R rate dollars, right? And then the Toma rate dollars would be adorned with pictures of Dwight, York. He took this just so far.

The upper floor of the pyramid had been set up as a cafe. The other pyramid, the black one was the religious centerpiece of the park. It was surrounded by a concrete plaza on which a wooden maze had been constructed. Visitors would meditate or pray as they wandered through this maze. And then the loudspeakers would play a mix of new age music and like Native American chance and Buddhist chance and fucking whatever, because anything goes. And the major tourist attraction was club Ramsey. We get shut down in 1998 by the Putnam County Sheriff's Department, because it did not have a licensed operator as a nightclub or sell liquor. Does your church

have a nightclub to sell liquor? No. Well, I guess York's religion was more fun than York's. Guess in that nightclub played a shit ton of York's disco music. The exterior of the building, like the other buildings at the park covered with murals of ferros and their chariots on hunt inside most of the 50 by 100 foot building was a red cement dance floor. There's a circular red velvet covered dovet, the van in the middle of the dance floor where dancers could sit in the middle of that red velvet cone rose to the ceiling on top, which was a statue of King Tut on the wall behind the main stage was a mural depicting the ancient city

of Thieves in the middle of the wall. He's way into each different in the middle of the wall was a wheel with red lights running around the perimeter and along the spokes. The ceiling was painted black, scattered with day glow stars. Very over the top. The club was also packed with hundreds of thousands of dollars of state of the art electronic gear. Generators needed to supply enough power for it all.

Next to the club was the Hawthorne Recording Studio. Still trying to become a music mogul. I wonder how many Egyptian disco R&B tracks he recorded that are lost in a vault somewhere. Amid scattered behind these buildings and scattered behind these buildings, a dozen or so trailers where somewhere between a hundred to 150 full-time Tom array residents live.

Most of the trailers had no AC off the main street. It's a driveway that led down a hill to the properties main house. The house had an exterior or field zone and dark brown wood making it look like a hunting lodge. And it was a hunting lodge of a kind. He was definitely on the hunt. Most of York's big main house was converted into offices where York's concubines work 16 hour days keeping his male ordered business in his network of bookstores and schools operating.

Yes, he had a mail order business in bookstores and school somehow. Besides the main house was in addition, York's quarters. On the main level was a large glass window where he'd watch women work in the office area. On the second floor was the largest of his private chambers. The floor of the octagon-shaped room, carpeted walled wall with a leopard skin pattern, beige with white stripes, large four poster, four post bed with the canopy, curtains of black and gold. You're joining bathroom, had a big ass black marble jacuzzi, it was black ceramic fire fireplace in the bedroom, in the corner of the room with spiral staircase, carpet in the same leopard print, led upstairs at the base of the staircase was assigned do not go upstairs gosh dang when what's going on up there?

A spiral staircase led to a small green carpeted room with a large bed and a plasma screen TV for all the porn he'd watch and yet another adjoining building There was another private rest area furniture with the jacuzzi and a bed as well You know, please would later find a video camera in one corner of that room from make porn Most of the ceiling was covered with mirrors Cameron one corner of that room from being make porn. Most of the ceiling was covered with mirrors. Police would also find a live-size stuffed animal that resembled the character of the pink panther with a fucking dildo son onto the crotch. What is happening? What kind of fetishes does do to have you? You like to watch people get fucked by a stuffed pink panther? Oh my god, of course the pink panther with the dildo would later become evidence uh... nineteen ninety six under the name uh... naya molek i zodak york l

york now public is the holy tablets is right more books don't all this fucking craziness this become the nuan biann bible for which he would go to claim divine inspiration in this theology classic he's to us himself as a messa on a figure expounding on his new uf o religion surrounding the planet riz according to which he himself, as well as Pharaoh, Ramzes, the second, Rex Retrestrials, this book is full of shitty Photoshop picks. I can't, I can't overestimate how terrible it is. There's these terrible Photoshop pictures of York standing in front of real

pyramids like he's supposed to really be there hanging out in space and shit. It's so fucking bad. And it opens with the words within the confines of these pages, there are facts beyond any doubts. Thus I came giving you what you want. So you would learn to want what I have to give. I hate this idiot. I hate the lives of the dimension, right? Paid for by these worst written books ever.

And this new book he makes a week attempt to connect islam to his new new nobby and bullshit making it seem as if his belief is a logical next step now now he's getting to the you know connecting to it's it's logical next step of what the profit will happen in all the prophecy for him going back to the u.s. believes you know wanted and he really quickly uh... you know gets into ancient aliens and in a key spaces bullshit makes a hard term for islam and david ike stuff some of the crazy a theological ships I've ever come across studying cults.

Despite all this theological insanity, the first couple of years in Putnam County for York's group are pretty good as far as relations with locals go. No hostile conflicts between Yorkist followers and Putnam County officials. Locals think they're weird because they are so weird, but they don't cause any noticeable props. But then when they look back later on it, many locals would remember some strange incidents from the first years of Tom Array, Mary Ann Tanner, then County Registrar, head of the planning and zoning department, which was only staffed by two people, approved several New Wabian

plans for building, even though the forums weren't filled out right. You know, but she figured making a big deal out of it wouldn't amount to anything, but she did see something that would seriously disturb her when she was checking on some of the property, especially when his sex crimes, other abuse of the followers came to light. She saw a new lobbying woman using an unrented storage unit as a resident, stopping by in the morning, slated night, curious Mary and Lyft of the door to the storage unit found a small piece of foam bedding, pillow, coloring book, some food, obviously a small child had been left to spend days living in this storage unit, no running water, not a place to live.

Another time she was seriously disturbed when she got a call from Noobians, usually wanted to know things like if they could tell lemonade and burgers on their property. And then in the background, she hears somebody ask if they can bury someone on their property. So she did not report this to the sheriff's office, unfortunately. Sheila at the time, Sheila Lace and the Putnam County clerk of Circuit Courts also saw some stuff. It was sad when she saw it, sadder still, when she reflected on it later, when his crimes were revealed.

She frequently saw a Newavian woman coming to the courthouse with five or six kids who would then go into the public restroom and emerge later, the kids were all scrubbed and dressed. They were like, you know, using the sinks for showers in there. York living in his mansion doesn't provide a place on his property for these kids to get clean. Howard Sills, sheriff of Putnam County, also started to worry about the Newavians pretty soon.

He first saw them dressed up in cowboy costumes, hampling around downtown. He was a chief sheriff's deputy in neighboring Baldwin County. Then after being elected Sheriff in Putnam County, he starts receiving some disturbing calls. A frantic mother once called him and says, my daughter left Howard University to get on the spaceship. Yep. More frantic calls like that start coming in from family members. Then in March 1997, the news of the heaven's gate suicides are plastered all over the media.

Howard still starts getting seriously worried that he has a similar cult on his hands and he doesn't want a heaven's gate type tragedy to occur in his county on his watch. In the spring of 1998, tension between the New Wabians and locals becomes more public. County seeks an injunction now against the Wabian construction and uses that, you know, they're violating some zoning laws. One of the group sources, the revenue was that nightclub, right, called club ramsies, that we talked about earlier, illegally operating in one of the Tom Array pyramids. It actually had been zoned for use of the storage facility on May 8, 1998, Sheriff Howard

Stills or Sills moves to shut down the nightclub. 350 to 400 people are living at that time on a right next to Tom Array. As a precaution, Sills stations a reserve of about 40 riot ready deputies, some barred from nearby counties. He leads a force of 17 deputies into Tom Array. Takes about 30 minutes for the sheriff to post closure notices on the walls of the nightclub, padlocked the door. Noobians videotape these proceedings complaint about violations of their sovereignty. Remember that, right? They think they're living on their own sovereign nation.

That's what York's been telling them. York and the Noobians see the sheriff's actions as a declaration of war one country to another less than two months after the shutdown of the nightclub. York opens his 1998 Savior's Day festival. He has a festival every year to celebrate himself. This is in June. This is the first and only time he ever lets television crews and newspaper reporters inside his compound.

During this celebration, York reported he takes in about $500,000 in visitors' fees and merch sales. God, damn it. Around 5,000 people show up to witness weird religious ceremonies that feature elaborate colorful costumes. Way too many books are sold. When reporters ask Newavians claim that their belief system adopts the best from all the holy books

of all the major religions, they also say that anything in the holy books that contradicts their right knowledge is just simply wrong. Easy peasy. If you know, if York wrote it, it's right. On Saturday, the peak day of the festival, York appears, tells the media about his desire

to set up his own government, operate his own public services in schools, and for all intense purposes, have his own separate society. Which is followers need because of the harsh racism, racism they endure outside his group. Following these declarations, Nwabi and Start showing up in large groups in nearly every local small town governmental meeting in the area, like that of the planning and zoning board. They turn these meetings into heated tens confrontations. These poor local officials can't imagine happening to deal with these maniacs. Sheriff Howard Sills is sent a number of anonymous death threats now.

The noobians published the name of his son, location of his son's school, a little bit fucked up. The noobians now to try to recruit the local NCAA P or NAACP, excuse me, chapter into their war against local officials, which they, of course, constantly accused of racism. Georgia Smith, who ran the local NAACP chapter at that time, disgusted by the new audience, refuses to associate with them. Good for her.

Meanwhile, York now purchases a $557,000 mansion in Athens, Georgia about 60 miles away at the base of the University of Georgia, working on making another exit plan. Malik York, who'd left the cult to 1990, learns about his father's Tom Array compound around 1998, troubled by what he'd been hearing about their new beliefs and the continued abuse of followers he goes to Jordan to confront his father. According to Malik, Dwight tells him, I don't believe in any of this shit. If I had to dress up like a nun, if I had to be a Jew, I'd do it. For this type of money, I absolutely believed white York said that.

He doesn't buy this. He's not a spiritual man. He's a hustler, con artist. He's just a fucked up game for him. Malik now wants to shut his father down, but he doesn't know how. Little over a year later, Malik moves to Atlanta, where he'll become a moderately successful club promoter, and he'll put out the word that he will take in Nwabi and refugees from a house or into a house he had rented in the Atlanta suburbs.

With the help of his sister, Afifa, Malik now helps former cult members get driver's licenses, fill out job applications and create resumes. Hail Malik! Doing some good shit here. September 25, 1998. An important piece of mail begins the long process of bringing New York to justice. That day, social welfare officials in Putnam County received the following anonymous letter. I read the article, racial legal issues cloud-egypt in the Atlanta journal constitution,

dated Sunday, September 20, 1998, concerning the Dwight York cold. I am an ex-member, whom questioned the sick-minded and theocratic hold that Dwight has over the thoughts of his followers. Recently, Dwight has been becoming God himself to veteran members, subsequently exercising more divine rule to do whatever he wants to young girls below 16 years of of his followers. Recently Dwight has been becoming God himself to veteran members, subsequently exercising more divine rule to do whatever he wants to young girls below 16 years of age, young boys in the same age group, and a herd of concubines over a wide variety of ages that he stables on the property for free labor and sex. These facts until very recently were very closely guarded secrets. Even amongst the residents of the compound, few knew how often and with which adopted daughters,

York was having sex. Well, now they are pregnant. Some of the concubines are so young that his sexual perversions have surpassed being criminal because they are loyal to him. They may well deny these things, but science will not tell a lie. Children with children should be tested for paternity.

Girls that are now 18 years old, that have children more than five years old, are examples of who Dwight York really is to the compound members and abuser. Of course, the young girls who are not pregnant yet should be tested for sexual tampering. Children's services will surely find that they have been penetrated by a full grown male. No men in the compound are allowed unsupervised communication with Dwight's concubines, unless he is the law and outsider that York has to impress or deceive or a relative of the girls in question.

Strange enough, many support the abuse in a very skillful line of question is necessary to first establish that there was not any prolonged unsupervised exposure to any of the other compound's males that York may try to pawn. His twisted affair will be unmasked. Once when the GBI, Georgia Bureau of Investigation went to the compound, he was informed beforehand that they were coming and busloads of young boys and girls were temporarily shipped to make in Georgia to mask the overcrowding and rape.

Please save these children. My ability has been exhausted from trying to advise some of these girls who have left the organization to speak up. We are afraid, we are alone, we need help. You know what, fucking hail whoever wrote that letter. My God, very well written to the point. And yes, he wasn't molesting boys now as well Do just kept pushing things further and further

No child on the compound safe from his sexual advances sheriff sills knows this is not a random accusation He knows that it had it's been what you know, it's what he suspected has been going on for a while now What he didn't know was that it would soon lead to the largest top molestation prosecution in US history. In early 1999, Putnam County attorney Frank Ford now files a civil suit on behalf of the county against the noobians. The suit asked for a moratorium on all construction activity on the noobians property. Cills is trying to build a case before he goes in there.

The judge asked Ford to prepare a list of everything that nobbyans needed to comply with zoning laws. He does. And the nobbyans just ignore it. They continue to build legally. They persist in complaining that they're being harassed by white devils, how dare the evil white folks to put them county, not let them have their own sovereign nation. And as Frank Ford persists in litigating against them, the nobbyan propaganda machine fires

back at him with mixed success. A nobbyan attorney publishes a list of Ford's clients, implying that Ford's integrity was damaged because he represented people accused of crimes. Ford found the accusation funny. Yeah, of course he represented people accused of crimes. He worked primarily as a criminal defense attorney. The basic accused him of being the professional, or being in the profession he was. Listen up everybody, we have just discovered that this pizza hut delivery driver for the

past six months has been delivering Get this pizza Geniuses the nobbyans then threatened for the distributor flyer aimed at him. You heard us. We're gonna hurt you back Soon after Ford's tires are slashed by nobby and spokesman Bernard Foster a rock is thrown to his office window and a gutted dog Holy shit is left in the street next to his house. So fucked up. What's even his office window and a gutted dog, holy shit, is left in the street next to his house. So fucked up. Wasn't even his dog.

Is gutted a random dog. Well, Jangles is growling. He wants to bite York's dick off. Ford's law partner, wife, Dorothy Adams, now given police escorts to her car. Anytime she leaves the courthouse after dark, when she tries cases, Nwabi and show up, and when she leaves the courtroom, she has to move through a crowd of people muttering threats at her. So for her birthday in 98, her husband buys her a gun. 1999, York tries to fight back with his own attorney kind of. June 12, 1999, Everett Leon Stout,

who proclaimed himself a common law judge, heads to the Putnam County Courthouse and files a document that resembles, but is not quite a legal lawsuit because doubt is not quite a lawyer. He's a fucking lunatic who calls himself a common law judge. I found his Twitter account huge conspiracy nut. He's a guy currently serving a 20 year prison sentence in Alabama for extortion that he know began his prison sentence in 2016. He filed an appeal on his extortion case in May of 2020. And I found the court documents.

Thank you case text.com and check out a little tiny part of a sentence they wrote. The complaint is somewhat disjointed and rambling. Yep. Of course, this is the guy York hires. Sounds complaint list 13 defendants, including Sills, Frank Ford, Dorothy Adams, several of Sills officers, something South calls electric and power company, even though there is no entity by that name in front of county. Guys, a fucking idiot.

He's threatening to soon organization that does not even exist. York really puts the legal a team on this case. Monday, June 21st, Georgia Circuit court, high judge Hugh Wingfield publicly states he's had enough of Dwight Gorts Bullshit. His hide and seek games and when York doesn't show up to a contemptive court hearing about the zoning issues of a tamaray, tam they wingtilded instructs York's fake attorney to have him be present the following Tuesday June 29th and if he doesn't show he's going to be arrested and put in jail. And response to Nihuahabians hold their own

press conference claiming they're being framed by white devils. Not long after this conference they have their 1999 savior's day festival. And This is awesome. This fucking known shows up. It's shit. The crowds are small and depressed. Things are crumbling for these morons. York then shows up on June 29th appearing in the courtroom, wearing a black fes, all black outfit, accent with gold jewelry. Protesters as cold members are outside, getting drenched by violent thunderstorm.

Two hours later, York emerges to his followers and tells him he's taken a deal. Essentially, he meant he would cooperate better with, with county officials. He legally now transfers the D to Tom Array to nine of his followers. So the property won't be in his name and the county can't, you know, prosecute him for future infractions. So I got to give him some props there. That's pretty smart. Legal maneuver. He's avoided serious legal trouble for the moment. Following month July of 1999, Time magazine reports on the 40 foot high pyramids obelisks, God's goddesses and a giant sphinx built by York's followers in rural Georgia in an article titled Space Invaders. Love it. The article written by Silvestre and

Rose says, I am the lamb. I am the man declares Dr. Malachi, New York 54 on his website. I am the supreme being of this day and time, God and flesh. And by the way, says the native of the planet, Rizik, a spaceship is coming on May 5, 2003 to scoop up believers. The believers have been making quite a spectacle in the tiny town of Eden, Georgia, seat of the not much larger Putnam County. They're the man born Dwight York of Sullivan County, New York, decreed the founding of Tom Array, Egypt of the West, 19-acre evocation of the ancient land complete with 40-foot high pyramids, obelisks, god, goddesses, and a giant's finks. It is the holy

sea of the Noobians, but don't call them religion, the Noobians describe themselves as a fraternal organization of people of different religions, including Christians, Muslims, and others who just happen to share a few extra tenets. Says Marshall Chants, head of the Noobians, holding tabernacle ministries. The main thing that brings us together is fellowship and facts. Among those facts that black people are genetically superior to whites. And that the New Orleans are direct descendants of Egyptians who, having walked from the Nile Valley to the Americas, long ass walk, before continental drifts separated the land masses are actually the original Native Americans.

York and several hundred of its followers wandered from New York to Georgia in 1993, buying up 476 acres of land on the perimeter of Edenton for $575,000. And now as a tribe of Native Americans, the Noobians believe they can argue for being a sovereign people, not subject to local or state jurisdiction. Then Sylvester describes how the local government is not a battle that's happened. In the St. Markle, the No New Orleans criticized various local officials, including County Commissioner Sandra Adams, who the New Orleans call a house and bomb. The New Orleans make ridiculously false statements about her saying that her daughter was half

white, the product of an illicit affair with the white man. Adams laughed at that because her daughter's complexion, she's married to a black man and her daughter's complexion is quite dark. Adams reflected later, they really hated me. They thought because I was black, I should automatically jump on their bandwagon. But to her, it was just about following the law. And she said, buddy, if I want to put a porch

on the back of my house, I have to get a permit just like it. Everybody else loves this lady. Howard Sills says to time journalists that he fears that young people are being held against their will at Tom Array. No one in Georgia has ever dealt with anything like this. He says, you only draw parallels to Waco.

And I don't want a Waco. This is a cult. And the Wabian spokesman hits back at this idea, saying, there is no one being held on Tom Array against their will. No one is allowed to move to Tom Array. There's under 18, the children that are here belong to grown adults who have made the choice to be Noavians.

Noavians are insulted when they are confronted with accusations that they are brainwashed, or being told by one man what to do. You are here on the land. One Nobbyan man says pointedly to a reporter on Tom Array. Do you see a cult or a compound? We're just people who have come together in love and peace. Well, the article fuels fear the locals already have about the Nobbyans.

Fall of 1999, Reverend Al Sharpton, the New York activist who would later make an unsuccessful run for the presidency in 2004 speaks at Tom Array, announcing what he calls the harassment of the Noobians. Fucking Al Sharpton, another black supremacist. Dude said so much racist shit over the years. He's also worked as an FBI informant, ratted on fellow civil rights advocates in accordance to the New York Times, Sharpton, and his for profit businesses over $4.5 million in state and federal taxes

as of November 2014. Dude manipulates people who believe he's working on behalf of African Americans and keeping him rich. Like York, a dude who points at the white devil and then steals from his fellow African Americans, in my opinion, Charlotton. In 2000, the Nihuabians try and take over Putnam County to polls. The Nihuabians register to run for every local office, including Sheriff. Their candidate for Sheriff is actually quickly disqualified because he doesn't live there.

Mary and Tanner acting as a county registrar notes that about 150 registered voters who were in the Wabians had registered under false pretenses, like listing 28 people living in the same address. There was a court hearing over the removal of the voters. The Wabians showed up to protest claiming this was a violation of their civil rights. Of course, they couldn't produce any documentary evidence to say they lived with the addresses they claim to. The judge ruled in favor of putting them counting 120 out of 150 of disqualifications. The Nahuabians are, you know, more pissed. Meanwhile, around

2000, Ramilla, a little girl secretly escapes Tom Array with the help of her father Assad, who had left the cult years earlier. And when he picked her up, he noticed something was wrong. Soon he overheard her talking about the abuse sheray with the help of her father Assad who had left the Colt years earlier and when he picked her up he noticed something was wrong. Soon he overheard her talking about the abuse she suffered at the hands of York, ticked her to the Orlando office of the FBI. It would be a remilis testimony that would start the wave of children and adults confessing what Dwight York had done to them. The Saber's Day festival in 2000, even a bleaker affair in the 1999 festival, less people show up. Dwight York now fighting authorities and and Athens who are trying to get him to stop constructing illegally

You just can't stop not getting permits I tried to start up something and make in Georgia now is version of a Masonic lodge something called the International Supreme Council of Shriners You just fucking keep changing things and moving around April 2001 Reverend Jesse Jackson shows up presidential candidate 1998 he comes to Tom Array to also talk Dwight York up extol his virtues fucking Jesse Jackson. Talking to dude has been aggressively racist for so long and Jackson knows that as a fucking dick move Memorial Day weekend 2001 Dwight's son Malik now drives with a group of five former New Wabian women for a week in Miami.

And Miami the group tells him what had happened to them during their time in the cult, a short time later, Sheriff Howard Sills picks up the phone. Here's a man say, I know the whole deal on York. I'm ready to tell everything. The man identifies himself as the son of Dwight York, hail Nimrod. And here we go. The two would meet the next day at the FBI offices in Atlanta. Malik brings a woman who'd been one of York's favorite concubines, Bashira.

Bashira had been born into the cult. And at the age of 13, this poor child had been ushered into York's room for first sexual experience. The older woman who was training her was performing oral sex on York. When she walked in, York snapped at Bashira to come do with the older woman who was doing. York demanded, am I just a guinea pig here? You're a sitting there, you know, take a shirt off. Don't be scared. I'm not gonna buy you. You'd eventually have two children by York, fucking predator.

Her story, the names she gave, the details of everything that happened to her, it gave still so much ammo to start building the bigger case against York, the flood gates you're opening. Two female FBI agents now, Joan Cronier, based in Atlanta, Jolaine Ward, based in Macon, they start interviewing more former members. They do it slowly and discreetly,

worried that words gonna get out and York's gonna flee, make it to Africa or someplace. They want to build a slam dunk case against a slippery son of a bitch. Victims tell them shit like how York, when they were children, would tell them they were gonna go to heaven if they have sex with them. Girl named Ariba was asked how many children she witnessed having sex with York and she replied, everyone. She listed about 20 names.

She been coerced into having group sex with children as young as seven or eight. It is eight years old. A girl named Jocara had been exposed to pornography. Once she moved to Georgia, York started having anal sex with her. Jocara's brother Rafique also used in York sex games. York's concubines took him into a room when he was around eight years old. Started performing oral sex on him. When York came into the room, he undressed and watched after the move to Georgia, older

boys started approaching him, touching him sexually. He performed a variety of sex acts with York, concubines, older boys, all kinds of shit before he was, when he was eight years old. What the fuck? He's molested everybody. In late 2001, York still has no idea the law is about to shut him down. He's still scheming. He books a banquet room at a fancy Manhattan hotel

that year and invites a group of his biological children children to a dinner party. One of his daughters now working with Malik to rescue victims secretly, a FIFA, she goes, turns out the dinner was a ploy where he just asked his children for money. He's having some cash problems. He wanted to pick up with them and start over

and just, you know, have them give him a bunch of money. He tells the children whoever gives the most money will be in control. I don't like as in the cult when he's when he's gone. And then after the interview tells his daughter, a daughter of FIFA, you'll have to sleep your way to the top. What the fuck? She leaves. This guy related to Fred West and the spring of 2002 now, investigations by federal officials on New York continue to ramp.

They're being very careful because of Waco. Had the feds not received so much backlash for the rate on Waco, they would have been, they would have already rated Tom Array. Official start planning to arrest York. Rade is compound in a way that will avoid a deadly siege or standoff. Putnam County inspectors have been turned away by armed Awabi and guards in the past. So it's possible the situation will escalate if they don't handle it properly. May 8, 2002. York and his most trusted wife, Kathy Johnson, finally arrested off the Tom Array property on four counts of transporting minors across state lines for the purpose

of illegal sex. Hail Nimrod, you piece of shit. Authorities wait for them to drive off the compound before nabbing them secretly, and then later that day, before his followers to figure out the fuck was going on, 300 law enforcement officers, including agents of the FBI Bureau of Alcohol to back on firearms, several local sheriff's departments. They all storm the compound meeting no resistance. It's fucking big time, right?

They got like, you know, major assault vehicles going in through the main gate. They got helicopters, people fucking propelling on cables down from that, you know, they're showing a big, big show of force, not fucking around. They plan this for months. FBI agents quickly distribute food and water to malnourished noobians once inside. They find a stock pile of guns, the sexually explicit pink panther doll, a suitcase of cash in York's chambers, so many dildos, vibrators, fucking child porn, everything. They also find five children who are taken in the state custody because they've been named

as possible victims for the kids later found out at STD's already. Law enforcement officers have been terrified of another wake-o, but it was a flawless raid. Most of the officers home before dark. On May 16th, 2002, a federal-level case charged York with racketeering transporting children across state lines for the purpose of sexual intercourse. The case was built on four trips to Disney World. Fucking Disney got him.

Good job, Roy Disney. The Florida Georgia state line, being the operative sex trafficking boundary, York's attorney was Ed Garland. One of Atlanta's best known defense attorneys. For some reason, he didn't use Everett Leon's doubt again. That's weird. He didn't use that fucking common judge

or whatever nonsense Tyley had. Maybe he was unavailable because he was probably in prison. Bond for York is denied. The Putnam County Grand Jury convenes in the summer of 2002. In a separate state case, York is indicted by a grand jury on 120 counts. 74 counts of child molestation, 29 counts of aggravated child molestation, one count of rape. Later, when more witnesses come forward, the counts are amended to a total of 177. The case was actually much, much more massive, as I mentioned earlier, but because of molestation, had been going off for years, but they didn't want the jury to have to deal with so many cases it would seem made up. Also, hundreds of additional cases would bog

down the legal proceedings for years. Dude had literally committed too many evil acts for the court system to be able to properly process in a reasonable amount of time. Defensive attorney Ed Garland tries to get York a plea deal. In the deal, York will plead guilty to 77 state charges on January 24, 2003, the after pleading guilty to a pair of federal charges, in exchange for a 15 year sentence. That will account for both state and federal charges. York plays guilty.

You know, the deal was supposed to get him out by the age of 70 if it went through, but then US district court judge Hugh Lawson who received the report about the sentencing was like, fuck, that's shit. He decided the deal was simply too good and he rejected it, calling for a hearing in July. Hail Hugh Lawson.

Lawson also rejected York's plea to be returned for trial to his own quote unquote tribe. After York claimed status as an indigenous person, which he is not. He said, your honor with all due respect, with all due respect with your government, your nation and your court, we the indigenous people of this land. However, he's not, oh my God. We have our own rights,

accepted sovereign, our own governments. We are a sovereign people, the Yamasee, Native American Creek, Seminole, Mountain Builders, he's none of that. All I'm asking is the court recognized and I'm an indigenous person. Your court does not have jurisdiction over me. I should be transferred to the Moore's Cherokee Council Court in which I will get a trial

by juries of my peers. I cannot get a fair trial, your honor, if I'm being tried by the settlers or the Confederates. I would be tried by Native Americans as a Native American. That's my inalienable rights. It's on record. The judge is like, shut the fuck up. The judge pays it no attention because it's all nonsense. Oh my god. He had his followers buy his insane bullshit for so long. He thought the court might

buy two. I love when these idiots end up in court because they've been in the weird echo chamber for so long. They don't understand that other people don't easily buy their fucking stupid lies. Reminds me of Daniel Perez, aka Lou Castro when he got tried for his angels landing cult bullshit. York's main wife, Cassie Johnson, does get a plea bargain agreement and exchange for testimony against York. She gets only two years in prison, even though there was strong evidence. She committed a chomalization, had procured children for sexual use of York, and had instructed children on sexual techniques. I hope wherever she is right now, she is fucking suffering. Fuck Cassie. York's trial begins on January 13th, 2004. US District Court judge Ashley Royal bar spectators from the courtroom. Does I want to deal with new Wabbie and Bullshit?

The first witness called is a woman named Chakara. She's 19. She tells a story of the first time York molester when she was eight. Prosecution shows a picture of Chakara taking at her eighth birthday party. York's trial attorney, who is now Adrian Patrick. He's burning through attorneys because, you know, he's insane. Tries to discredit Jakara, a pattern that will continue to the first week of trial and the second week of trial. Some of the witnesses, including Bashira, have been in charge of some of Dwight's business ventures and they could testify to scams he was running. All the cash from the Savior's Day festivals, she says are treated as York's birthday present and goes straight to him, not the cult. Bashira also confirms York had been planning a political takeover of Putnam County,

a Baudra who worked in York's finance department, testified that York had what amounted to slaves. His income averaged about a million dollars annually from 96 or 2002 and he never paid his workers a penny. After trying to discredit the witnesses, Adrian Patrick tried to do some really odd math to show how everyone must have been lying. Everyone's lying. He said the math worked out to 150 militias per month. Three or four a day, no normal middle-aged man would be capable of that much sex he argued. And the prosecution said, yeah, they're right, you're right. It's white york, not a normal man. He's a fucking monster. They reported how police found evidence he was taking a ton of testosterone.

After a three-week trial, the jury went to deliberate, they're in the room for about seven hours and they convicted Dwight York on every single count. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Here comes a justice, you piece of shit. In April sentencing, York is convicted to 135 years since. For transporting minors, you know, again, all I've already mentioned, the crimes. After all this, some of his followers

incredibly continue to support him. Certain factions of the Black supremacist subculture in the u.s appear to support him today still portraying his conviction as a conspiracy by the white power structure mleek zulu shabaz chairman of the new black panty party uh... one of yorks many many lawyers described your kids a great leader of our people a victim of an open conspiracy by enemy all mleek you don't seem like a very smart

person Peter of our people, a victim of an open conspiracy by our enemy, oh Malik, you don't seem like a very smart person. November 10th, 2004, Dwight writes a letter to his followers from prison. Of course, he admits responsibility for nothing. He was blaming the white devils and the letter he writes, the Caucasian has not been chosen to lead the world. They lack true emotions and their creation. Remember that they're, you know, they're jackal babies.

We never intended them to be peaceful. Cause you know, we made them. They were bred to be killers with low reproduction levels in a short lifespan What you call negroid? No one says that word but you do York was to live a thousand years each and the other humans 120 years But the warrior seat of Caucasus is only six years old They were only created to fight other invading races to protect the god race negros Why does he talking about it? But they went insane. Lost control when they were left unattended.

He's right in this like an illegal letter. But they were never to taste blood. They did and their two nature came out. Because of the reproduction levels were cut short. Their sexual organs were made the smallest. He's even thinking a little dick, joking there. Come on, yeah, little dicks. So the females of their race want to breed with Negroids to breed themselves

out of existence after 6,000 years. To 600 years to breed them, part man and part beast. Fucking what? I guess it's not a legal letter, sorry, most misspoke, the letter to his followers from, but what is why? Decades of pamphlet book writing,

and he still can't just write a single paragraph, that just makes sense. He tries to appeal, of course, his case is appeal 11th Circuit Court of Appeals, which upheld convictions on October 7th, 27th, excuse me, 2005. 200 New Robin protesters, God, they still follow and demonstrate in Atlanta to show their support. US Supreme Court appeal is end denied June 2006.

You think at this point that New Robin's will be done, right? They're leaders in prison, exhausted appeals, exposed to fraud, child molester, child molester. But instead, like cold members, do they just keep rationalizing everything? Often in very interesting ways, York's followers have asserted a number of defenses, some of them very creative, including the third leader, Malachi's New York, who was charged and convicted as not the same person as Dwight New York. Listen, in court documents, it's the defendant. One of New York's sons is named Dwight, and sometimes the claim is made that it's New York's son, not New York, who should be the real defendant. His son did all this and everyone's

mistaken. They got the wrong guy. Others say that York was set up by his son, Jacob, in coordination with Al Qaeda linked American mosques, jealous of York's influence among black Muslims. Uh-huh. That's why those girls testified against him. Another claim was that since 1999, York has been a consul general of Monroe, the Liberia under appointment from then president Charles Taylor. They argue he should be given diplomatic immunity from prosecution and extradited as a persona non-grata to Liberia.

And officials have not accepted this claim obviously. 2009, New Albion's tried to get York at a jail by sending false documents to his maximum security prison. As if the people were working there, they were just gonna read him, like, oh fuck, oh, we got the wrong guy, let him out. Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, August 26th, they just threw him in the trash.

August 26th, 2009, 300 people congregated at a federal courthouse in Macon, Georgia to support yet another appeal. I guess he didn't exhaust all of them by all due to get York out in jail. As recently as 2018, then 74 year old York, still up to his old tricks. December 14th, 2018, news outlets report that white de york

foul-tell us to make ends u.s. district court demanding compensation from various government agencies history page suit argues that he is an eight of american as if twenty three meters exist and the u u u s legal system as no jurisdiction over him you just won't quit rights i am not or never have been part of this corporate state or their judicial system.

The reason I'm asking for the amount of money damages because I think a message should be sent. Everyone in North America. What are you even talking about there? Like, it's not one big country. That you should not rape, murder, pillage, or do treason, sedition, involuntarily, involuntary servitude, slavery, terrorism, fraud, extortion,

grand theft, robbery, conspiracy, and racketeering against a native American more. His law sites in 1871 law that allows people to sue local governments for civil rights violations. And he says, I'm looking for compensation from Title 42, statute 1983 in the amount of two billion dollars. Ah,2 billion. Ah, $2 billion. I wonder if any part of him thought he might get that. Like, is he that fucking crazy?

Probably. They're going to be like, all right, York. You found Title 42, Statue 93. Good job, buddy. We didn't think you could do it. You're free to go. There's $2 billion that have been deposited in your account. Happy kid fucking.

You sent him a bitch. Ah, York submitted several attachments as a lawsuit, including several documents arguing that he's not under jurisdiction of U.S. law, a form granting power attorney to a Michigan man and a Manila folder, simply marked you have 20 days to comply. I'm sure officials were like, oh, we gotta hurry and answer the York,

we only have 20 days. As defendants, his suit name is the Macon County Police Department, which doesn't exist as an agency under that name, a Bibb County State of Georgia FBI, unidentified sheriff's department, just, you know, whatever sheriff's department happens to be around there and judge royal who has nothing to do with the case. No trial date has been set for George lawsuit, because it's insane. As a 2020 Dwight York is serving as sins at the US penitentiary administrative maximum

facility in Florence, Colorado inmatemate number 17911-054, that's his new name. His projected release date is July 12th, 21-20. I don't think he's gonna make it. Let's get out of here. Good job, soldier. You made it back. Barely. Do I, York, huh? God, what is happening in the story?

What a massive piece of shit. Convictive pedophile, co-leader, master manipulator, religious despot. You know, guy who dicked around with R&B, disco. Using people who have been shut out of the American dream for legitimate racism, the kind that was actually experienced in the 60s during the civil rights movement, turning that into a philosophy of black supremacy, and hatred that meant everyone had to follow his crazy, constantly changing non-sensical rules to live in a peaceful, separate community, and his community would be anything peaceful. In the beginning, it would be the Ansar-Alaq community and Islamic organization headquartered in Bushwick, where our playing on authorities giving

protection from Muslim groups and being one of the only peaceful appearing communities in the area, Dwight got free license to make people live practically in slavery working long hours selling books and incense on the streets? Many were being sexually abused way back then He was already having sex with whoever he wanted basically He was trying to launch a music career as well and espousing his insane philosophy and his weird pamphlet books some of which were hundreds of pages long But we then move operations to camp to zero in the cat's kill mountains, where the pedophilia would really ramp up. He brought vans of back street girls

to his upstate property for underage orgies. Then the 90s, he moves to Putnam County, Georgia, as his followers built a weird Egyptian theme compound called Tom Array, for their co-leader who now talked a lot about being an alien. And he got really into thinking he was Native American. In Georgia, York would finally be brought down by a share of Howardard sills thanks to

son malik thank you malik exposing daddy dwight for the child molesting peace of shit lunatic he was and less than hundreds of kids hundreds many of those his own that he had with mothers he also molested kids despite these crimes some nobby and some of them active on a facebook and other sites today continue to petition for his release they bought the message of white devil's top. It had nothing to bring him down. Didn't matter to them what York had been accused of. Didn't matter how many people testified, right? It's like a fucking QAnon shit. People get

so deep into it. It doesn't matter what you say to them. It's all white devil's. I imagine many of them will die still believing York was framed. It was not. It was disgusting. Child predator, even though he now sits alone in the cell for 23 hours a day with one hour of recreation time and even though he will die in prison, he's still getting far better treatment than he deserves in my opinion. I hope just because of his belief system. I hope all of his guards that deal with him are white. Thankfully, Tom Array is no longer the place where so many people were held against their will has been turned to dust to those who once lived there continue to deal with the trauma of what York did to them as they try to heal.

I watched an interview with a woman who joined York's cult when she was 19. Clearly a highly intelligent, strong, beautiful woman. She talked about how initially in Bushwick, visions of a black Messiah spoke to her in a way that a sea of illustrations of a white Messiah and white prophets never did. She started attending AAC meetings, inspired by the messages of black pride that York shared. She'd been the victim of racism as a child growing up. She was angry at White America and York prayed on her anger and twisted it into sexually praying on her. And she welcomed his attention, sexual and otherwise at first, but then she heard about what he might be doing to children. Then she saw that. She watched an eight year old

child go into hysterics after being molested by York. She said she'd never seen someone that upset before or since. She left the cult, but she wasn't able to take the girl with her and the memory of that girl, knowing what was continuing to happen to that girl fucking haunted her. She'd gone to become part of the investigation that took York down.

Years later, in 2019, she spoke of how hard it still is for her to come to terms with the fact that she had been in a later in 2019, she spoke of how hard it still is for her to come to terms with the fact that she had been in a cult in York's cult. She said it took years of therapy. To get comfortable with admitting she had been in a cult. She hates that word. She kept saying she was part of a community. How could she consider herself strong and intelligent if she'd fallen for that bullshit if she'd been a cult member? She still struggles to trust people today. I bet, to have a healthy, romantic

relationship. These types of struggles are what York has left hundreds to deal with. That's his legacy. One of pain and destruction, confusion. Also, it's fucked up ego and deranged sexual appetite could constantly be fed. No one is who York claimed to be, some God-like person, some prophets, some Messiah fucking no one. Everyone in recent memory who's made these claims have proven themselves to be con artists, criminals. Everyone who made these claims centuries ago can never be properly fact-checked. Anyone tries to pull that shit with you if you're interested in my opinion and advice at all about this, run the fuck away as fast as you can from them every single time. Time, shock, tough, right takeaway.

Number one, Dwight York changed up whatever costumery, religious ideology, or crazy origin story he needed to main control over his cult. Over the years, he tried not to Islam, cowboys, spaceships, basically anything that he thought he could have followers to buy, you know, and it would help sell his shitty pamphlet books and keep peddling his philosophies. He built an elaborate empire in cities across the US selling his insane philosophies, including that he was an alien from the planet Rizic. And he didn't believe any of it.

There's all front. He told his son Malik that he would do anything. Dressed up like a nun, converted Judaism, whatever it took to keep hold over his people and keep the money flowing in. Number two, the Noobians did everything in their power to try and take over Putnam County, including attempting to vote out officials who opposed them. They even left a dead dog as a warning on Frank Ford Street. Number three, Dwight York used a dildoed stuffed pink panther toy as a sex toy for children.

How the fuck is that a true sense? Number four, a murder case, possibly related to why York and the AAC took place in 1979 when Roy Savage and man where Roy was Savage murdered Horace Green, they went on to kill two of his wives in Newark, stuffed their bodies in suitcases, and in front of one of his other wives, daughters. Savage was a member of York Center Circle, continued to pledge his devotion to York from behind bars, too bad those two can't be cellmates today. And number five, from New Info, three of York's fellow prisoners

at the Supermax facility in Florence, Colorado, are people we've already covered in previous sucks. Unibomber, Ted Kaczynski, Cine Loha-Car-Tel leader, Joaquin El-Choppo, Guzman, and Oklahoma City bombing, co-conspirator Terry Nichols. Former suck subject, now recently dead,

thank you, Gad, former serial killer Joseph Duncan, also spent time at Supermax. Hopefully, York will be a former inmate soon as well. Maybe Elchapo, and get him killed. One can hope. Crazy or shit has happened. York's life proves that. Time, suck. Top five take away. The insanity of Dwight York has been sucked. My God, what a story. Jesus, thank you to the Bad Magic Productions team for all the help making Time Suck. I don't think I got some therapy after this week.

Queen of Bad Magic, Lindsey Cummins, Reverend Dr. Joe Paisy, Sophie Fax, Source Risk Evans for running point again on this week's research. He's gonna need some therapy about this too. Bit of lecture for continuously refining the Time Suck app, Logan Art Warlock Keith, running BadMagicMarch.com, working on our socials along with Liz Hernandez and for

being the visual artists for all things bad magic. Thanks to all those who've joined the new quote to the curious private Facebook group currently close to curious to thanks to Liz Hernandez and are all seen eyes running our Facebook page. There's also beef steak and his mod squad squad running discord. So many places to find new friends. Next time on time, so we're going to head back to the hyperinflation, ravaged era of pre-Nazi Germany to once again investigate a uniquely brutal German serial killing psychopath. So many in Germany. Other time in some man, Nick named the vampire of Dusseldorf, Peter Curtin. It was also

called the King of Sexual Perverts by a number of behavior experts when he was caught and there's no down as to why after looking into just a few minutes of research on this guy And I promised when I picked these recent episodes I did not realize that so many of them would be so sexually deviant I know it's been a lot Peter tech dozens of innocent people mainly women and often children kill at least 10 so I can fear into the whole country also went pretty hard into Bestiality pun not intended but acknowledged I was a countless number of farm animals. Good Lord. Newspapers and their readers were shocked.

This inhuman monster sheer brutality. They were horrified to learn that some of his victims were toddlers. Peter Curtin wasn't a vampire, but he was a monster. He was obviously a fatally flawed man motivated, by an intense sexual desire to see blood, gush, and squirt out of victims' bodies, holy horror. He would revel in his crimes to almost unheard of extremes,

not only returning to the scenes of his crimes to hear people talk about them, he would even go to the cemeteries and ejaculate on his victim's grave sites. What the fuck, more what the fuck next week? Tough to get more depraved than his horrible waste developments. He also somehow had a wife that he cared for deeply and didn't brutally murder,

who was unaware of his crimes until the end. Even some of the worst monsters out there have places in their hearts that are not totally dead or evil, so that makes him more or less scary. Even after he admitted to being the vampire of Dusseldorf, he presented a nice plan to help her. Join us next Monday as we grab some torches and pitchforks and hunt down the vampire of Dusseldorf.

And now let's head on over to this week's Time Sucker Updates. sucker updates. Military meat sack Nicole White called out a mistake in mind from last the last episode operation green up. Allow me to share and explain Nicole rights. Dearest master sucker first time riding long time listener, but I've been compelled to write a few times. However, it took you butchering my favorite airplane during the real and glorious bastard episode, Sock to Write. You see, I'm in the military and ironically, I'm a bombardier on the long flying B-52, or as we call it, big,

ugly fat fucker. And unfortunately, for your fact, Jackie, and the wonderful buff was not, in fact, flying during World War II. In fact, it took his first flight in 1952, well, after Hitler decided he didn't want to live anymore and graciously rid of this of his presence. Today, we have approximately 80 still in flight, Tails built from 1958 to 1962, or 61, possibly 62, and keep bringing them back from the bone yard on a fairly regular basis. Sorry, not sorry, for the long post, love the podcast. To the bucks, those who know will know your faithful space lizard Nicole. Well, thank you, Nicole.

I appreciate your service. Thank you for that. Yes, you, Tim, and a chanter, numerous other suckers, also called out this correction. Let me explain. That detail was a last minute edition. The B-52 came, you know, reference came from the only source I could find that listed what type of plane mayor, Windberg, and Weaver jumped out of behind enemy lines. Since I'm not a military bomber story, when I read beefy two,

it just didn't set off any red flags. So sorry for missing that one. Thanks for the correction. You know I strive for accuracy doing further research. I'm guessing the guys were actually dropped from a Douglas C47. You would know better than me, but that was introduced in 1941. Maybe from B17 introduced in 1938. Also could have jumped

from the C-47 variant, the C-53 Sky Trooper. Sources don't say. Thank you for that correction. Now I want to do a cool memory dredged up by the Operation Green Up Suck, sent in by Thonfilsack, Peter Caracos. Peter writes, I'm listening to the Operation Green Up Suck and in regard to the OSS, when I was a cable technician, I went to a house for service. And when I was in the basement, there was a table in the middle of the floor on the table was a photograph that was on poster board. The photograph was

a group of people in an area that I did not know and it was in black and white. When I finished with what I needed to do, I asked a couple of the house about the picture. The wife told me that was her husband's platoon in World War II. Turns out he was an original member of the OSS. He was sent in Italy or in Italy to assist with stopping Mussolini. To this day, there's not a cooler person that I have ever met. He was about 98 years old at the time.

This was around 10 years ago, so he's probably no longer with us, unfortunately. Sadly, many from his generation are no longer with us. I wish I had taken down his personal information and stayed in contact. It hurts this day knowing that I can't learn anymore from him that I did in the 45 minutes I was in his house. I love this message Peter. Yes, almost no one from that war is with us any longer. If you're lucky enough to meet anyone who has a story to share about what the

experience in World War two, listen, those stories will not be told face to face by those who live through them very much longer. Their living history will be gone. What an incredible generation. Glad you got to hear what you did. If anyone from that generation happens to be listing, sorry for all the crazy words, and also thank you so much for fucking everything. Thank you. Thanks for saving the whole world from tyranny. Now for a quick message from Commando fan Brandon Mitchell that just cracked me up. Brandon writes, hello there, hello there, master sucker. I just listened to your most recent talk about the Inglories Bastards, great episode.

I'm an avid, thank you. I'm an avid Arnold fan, Arnold Schwarzenegger, and I totally knew you were talking about the movie Commando. I've seen that movie hundreds of times. I know the characters. You mentioned Matrix, it's not our Jenny, I knew it. You called it, he'll them run, three to five stars.

Yes, thank you, Brandon, I love it. I just hope that that would hit with someone. I'm glad it did. I love that movie as a kid. When I think of Commando, I always think about the scene where Arnold runs into like that tool shed. Excuse me, he gets surrounded by five guys with machine guns firing into the shed.

They're like unloading their guns almost, or basically, then he pops out, opens the door, stabs one dude with a pitch fork, which is not real, you know, practical. And then he throws two skill saw blades, like he's playing some murderous version of Frisbee golf less practical. It's both them in their heads. They need grabs an axe. He has a lot of time for this while I've reached stand around.

Chops one dude in the nuts. Then somehow has a machete in his hand, I don't know where. And if chops the fifth guy's arm off. It's one of the most ridiculous action sequences I've ever seen and I love it. So hail them right. And now a shockaka Zulu update from South African sack Simone stride them. Simone writes, dearest most honorable leader of sucked a time so fortunate to have found the suck. Thank you. I'm a South African female meat sack and thoroughly enjoyed your suck on Shaka Zulu. I realize this message comes ages after you did the episode but I reckon meh, Chancellor 5050 you see this so I apologize if someone has mentioned this but here goes. I'm not going to bother with correcting you on pronunciation.

I would love to share with some extra info, though, regarding the Zulu and all the tribes here using cattle as currency. As Luciferina sees fit, when a boy Zulu loves a girl Zulu, he goes to her father and goes, yo, I dig your sperm art. Can I hit that? And dad would be like, how many cows you got?

So in order for a couple to get married, even in very modern times, the male either needs to offer either cattle or money. The more heads of cattle they can offer for a daughter, the more likely he will win the favor of the bride's family. This is a tradition that is very much alive and well in South Africa. Any who fucking love you, your queen

and your fellow sucking ears, you give me two of my days in this, our own apocalypse, I could go into private shit, but I shan't. Just keep being the suck we deserve. I spread your filthy knowledge as far as wide as I can. Love and suckness, Simone, if, oh sorry. Love and suck to Simone.

If this gets read, I will never ask both jangles for anything again. Well, praise both jangles, Simone. He has heard your prayers. I love hearing what you just shared. The cattle trading continues. I mean, kind of super fucked. I would put what I was down to women being traded for cattle.

But interesting, the tradition continues. I guess maybe it's good that dads are hoping to see their daughters taking care of by hardworking dudes with plenty of cow money. I'm going to choose to see that bit of good. I hope I make a back to South Africa again someday. I love your beautiful country so much. And now one more message from educated sucker John Fossy. John writes from across the pond recently found the podcast. Listen to about 40% of the back catalog and most of the recent ones. Loving the mispronounced English place names. EG Fred and Rosemary West episode. Anything any then Shire should be. Shuh. Shuh. Not Shire. We're not hobbits. I love the hobbits reference.

Wiltshire was two syllables, not three syllables, and it's not Wiltshire. Thank you, John. You've gotten a lot of these messages recently. I'm learning, which I love. One of the things I love about this, John continues, since listening out of sequence, this may have already been covered, but in episode 40, Nostradamus, you call out Pugaisi. It's not medically valid.

We'll check out this Bristol Poo Chart, which is developed in Bristol, the UK, in the early 1990s, 1990s as a diagnostic tool. I'm not a medical doctor, but do know that stool inspection can be diagnostic. And in those days, without much else to go on, if your turd's are runny and yellow, it might mean there's something wrong with you.

Best regards, Professor John S. Fossi. Well, thank you, Professor Fossi. Thank you for the link to the Poochart. Link is in the episode notes if you didn't want to find it. I found out, you know, reading your Poochart that you sent me, not that you wrote it, but there's seven types of poo. And the two are normal types. Category three, a sausage shape with cracks on the surface.

And Category four, a smooth, soft sausage or snake. Anything else? You're a little bit fucked up, some degree. A quick glance, looking at the pooch art, I could use some more fiber. I appreciate the poo info, love some unexpected knowledge. Thanks everyone for all the messages sent in this week. Let's get out of here. Thanks, time suckers. I need a net. We all did. Thank you for listening to another Bad Magic Productions podcast meetsax. Please don't build an

Egyptian alien Islamic cult compound in the less hundreds of kids this week. It's pretty fucked up, and maybe don't record any R&B disco tracks either. Just, you know, just keep on sucking. Oh, shit. Oh, shit. Oh, shit. Oh, shit. Oh, shit.

Oh, shit. Hey, Lindsey, can you come in here for a second? Yeah. Hey, I just got down with this suck on this guy, this Dr. York and his cult, and a lot of stuff is crazy. But some of the stuff kind of spoke to me. Like what? Like, I was just, what do you think about a hero?

Excuse me? It's like a hero of wives. What if it's God's plan in the Egyptian aliens? Have to create it.