It was on this day in 1994 that I was working in my animation shop in North Hollywood, a brand-new bride by my side, when the above image came onto the TV Cable news feed I had running. The official story was that this was a photograph of the hand of Vincent Foster with the gun he supposedly shot himself in the mouth with. Now back then, I was still rather naive about hat the US Government was all about, and certainly I was not looking to become a political activist and truth-seeker. But I am very good at visual effects in film, and the instant I looked at the above photo, I knew it was a staged shot. There are several problems with it, not the least of which is the total absence of any blood on the white sleeve, hand, or gun. I posted the picture and my analysis on a sub-page of what was then my animation website, and I printed out the picture and took it with me to work at a company I was doing a project for which shared the same building as CNN's Hollywood division. During lunch at an outdoor cafe, I showed the picture to some co-workers and I still recall vividly some CNN people at the next table listening very closely to what I was saying. That night, the threatening phone calls started and the next day I was fired from that project even though it was not finished (and absent my presence ran months past the original delivery date, as I had designed the method they were using). My career in Hollywood evaporated overnight, not unlike Jean Seberg's career. A lot of false-rumors were started about me, and I was without work. With so much free time suddenly on my hands, I did a little more digging and found the FBI's FD-302 forms proving fraud in the manufacturing of Lisa Foste... I took the evidence to people I knew in the local TV News, and was told point blank that to touch the story meant losing their jobs. Friends I had known for years were afraid to be seen with me.

Eventually the threats and attacks forced my wife and I to leave Los Angeles, and we hid for a time in the Cascade Mountains of Washington State until a Japanese company hired me to work on a film here in Hawaii, and being Japanese, cared not that the White House hated my guts. Eventually, I worked my way back into film work in the local market, until deciding to quit and focus full-time on stopping the next world war. Over the years, that sub-page on my animation website grew to its own domain, called Rancho Runamukka, and then eventually whatreallyhappened.com.

Needless to say, I never expected the backlash from the Vince Foster case to last 20 years, nor that it would cost me the life I had intended for myself and my wife. Life is is a bitch that way.

Twenty years.

Now THERE is a reason to get out the scotch!