Is this mic on?
As I mentioned, there were a total of four “notes” and a poem strategically left behind by Michael C. Rupport. One of those notes, involves Mike’s best pal, his dog “Rags”.
At some point after Mike finished his last The Lifeboat Hour radio show with Carolyn Baker at 7PM on Sunday, April 13, it is clear he spent some time with “Rags” . No one can tell you the exact amount of time or at what point in time after 7PM — and before Mike took his life, that he did this, but Mike made sure “Rags” was OK.
Where Was “Rags”?
Mike owned an old, barely-running white Lincoln. Before he took his life, he placed “Rags” in his car, he made sure there was air and said “good-bye” to his beloved dog, his pal, and companion. He left the above note inside of the car on the dashboard where it could be easily read by anyone approaching the vehicle.
One can only deduce this was probably the last thing Mike did with another living thing before he completed his last detail (yet to be shared) and took his life…
…one can also only deduce, that in Mike’s wisdom, he did not want “Rags” to witness his death nor be left with his body and possibly — as an ex-LAPD Narc cop, he didn’t want “Rags” traipsing around the “crime scene” that he had carefully set-up and left for the authorities.
Meet Jack Martin
Jack Martin, Mike’s close friend and the man on whose property Mike had lived — also the man who found Mike, had not really had a chance to bond with “Rags”. Mike had only been back in California and at Jack’s since late February and Jack doesn’t live on-site at the property himself where he would have had constant contact with the dog and a better, quicker opportunity to bond.
The day of Mike’s death, in the afternoon, Jack was out visiting with Mike at the property. The two spent time together talking and according to Jack, Mike did not seem to be anything other than how he always was. He says Mike wasn’t acting weird or angst ridden or anything like that and that in fact he seemed “peaceful” and “light”.
Jack told me Mike didn’t say or do anything to indicate what would happen a few hours later.
A Moment In Hindsight
Before Jack left the property, “Rags” wandered right over to Jack. Jack stooped down to give him some attention. He and “Rags” were face-to-face, “Rags” had finally let down his guard and warmed-up to Jack that day.
Jack told me, he looked up to find Mike watching him with “Rags” intently with a very peaceful look on his face; he said he and Mike made and held eye contact.
In hindsight, Jack, feels this was a much more meaningful and poignant moment then he’d known or could realize at the time. It is not likely a moment he will ever forget.
Jack believes it was in that second of eye contact that Mike knew his “Rags” would be OK without him and would be loved and taken care of and that “Rags” would be OK with Jack.
Where Is “Rags” Now and Where Will “Rags” Go?
Mike literally and legally Willed “Rags” to the woman he loves, Jessy Re. Jessy Re is in another state so, for now, “Rags”, is with Jack and will remain with Jack and his family until Jessy Re can take him back to Colorado.
Both Jack and Mike’s last Attorney of Record, Wesley Miller (also Mike’s close friend and business partner), have been in contact with Jessy Re several times.
Jack is more than happy to have “Rags” with him. He has a new best friend as you can see in the image above taken Friday, April 18 at Jack’s place.
Jack wanted me to tell all of you that “Rags” is doing just fine although a little forlorn. He also wanted you to know — as per Mike’s note, he is “protecting” him and that “Rags”, says “hello”.
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As a dog lover I find this very moving.
me too 😉
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Weird, but true,
I once had a dog called Tuppenny, but I nicknamed her Raggy Ears and I was devastated when I had to mercy kill her because of cancer.
Mike must have been at his wits end to go before Rags, but I guess he reached a logical conclusion that he could do no more after so many years of battling TPTB.
Thank you- to you ALL:
We have all met- to small degrees- the darkness and resistance that Michael lived and shined a blazing light of truth upon. For those difficult times, these songs seemed to help… I offer them now.
? Why must I always explain ?
is an Ellington -Strayhorn composition that Sonny Rollins put the bop upon,
then Morrison cme along and added some words :
“… won’t let the bastards grind me down…”
for anyone who has doubted me http://www.michaelruppert.com/what-happened
hmmm…..that link goes to a professional photographers website, so I’m guessing there’s another one to go to?
Sound The Alarm
Part of the story with Mike Ruppert – or so I will take the unsanctioned liberty to proclaim – as a doomer that many of us fellow doomers could identify with, was the incessant, from the beginning proclamations from the great and mighty Oz that as the tiniest of minorities, the doomers were full of shit and crazy to boot.
He believed in his vision of the doomed world and tried to sound the alarm in hopes of maybe saving the world or a part of it, all to his own detriment most of the time. Man, that hurts!
The doomer just wants to warn everyone so that we might head off the impending disaster, but nobody wants to hear it.
One notion that has helped me a bit – but not as much as it should have – was a tremendous insight that Perry Arnett happened onto and shared with us all many years ago. It was, “It will be in no one’s best interest to factually report the reality of the decline of fossil fuels once it begins in earnest.”
Mike like most of the rest of us in the doomer troop just couldn’t seem to get it that 1) virtually nobody is physically able to hear “The End”, 2) believing all of this doomer shit would destroy most people which makes informing them an act of cruelty, and 3) like Perry says, widespread understanding of the world situation would only make things worse.
As it turns out, the doomer does not want simply to warn everyone – the doomer also needs validation and needs to be believed in a world that is not able to provide these. I believe that this was a particularly painful and damaging aspect of being a doomer for Mike.
And in the end, after all these years of trying to get people’s attention so that we might turn this shit around, the data begin to strongly suggest that there is no hope for the human species regardless of any possible actions we might take. Well, fuck that! There is no hope. There’s no damn point.
Actually, for at least a couple of reasons, there is – just ask a baby, knowing nothing with an overwhelming will to live, if there is a point. So, just do whatever you have to do to keep the endorphins flowing, short of causing damage, and try to enjoy the ride. And skip the sad songs. Allocate your attention to those things that put a smile on your face. And exercise.
And in the complete nonsense department, in the movie, “The Matrix”, Neo was offered two choices, the blue pill or the red pill. Ha! Well, that’s just silly. There are, in fact, not simply two choices here but four – 1) the blue pill, 2) the red pill, 3) no pill, and 4) both pills, the red pill and the blue pill, the purple pill if you will. I’m choosing the purple pill. That ought to be trippy.
“Actually, for at least a couple of reasons, there is – just ask a baby, knowing nothing with an overwhelming will to live, if there is a point. So, just do whatever you have to do to keep the endorphins flowing, short of causing damage, and try to enjoy the ride. And skip the sad songs. Allocate your attention to those things that put a smile on your face. And exercise.”
The Russian Imperial Ballet is coming to perform “Don Quixote” here in Adelaide, South Australia, next month.
I will be there, short of the Washington Empire escalating its destruction of Ukraine into WW3.
For sure I know where Michael Ruppert was coming from, but at 71 I would like to hang around long enough to see the Evil Empire implode; though I would not want to be young again and experience what young folks are faced with today.
In my informed opinion the coming crisis is FAR worse than the “Great Depression”, e.g. back in the 1930s there was still “easy oil” and every other “easy resource” which enabled Industrial Civilization.
Now there is “peak everything” and our civilization is going to collapse.
I am not sure why Michael did not stay around long enough to see his forebodings ratified.
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Thank you for taking care of Rags!
Great story (y)
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“[Jack] says Mike wasn’t acting weird or angst ridden or anything like that and that in fact he seemed “peaceful” and “light”.” I have experienced a death of a close relative with fundamentally the same convictions concerning suicide as a sacrifice. That is exactly how he was that day.
I knew nothing of Michael C Ruppert until his passing. In diving deeper into his Life, I’ve been suffering greatly along with the lot of you. I want to offer you this. It has provided me with some equilibrium in this rocky hour.
Thomas Merton’s Letter to a Young Activist ~
Do not depend on the hope of results. When you are doing the sort of work you have taken on, essentially an apostolic work, you may have to face the fact that your work will be apparently worthless and even achieve no result at all, if not perhaps results opposite to what you expect. As you get used to this idea, you start more and more to concentrate not on the results but on the value, the rightness, the truth of the work itself. And there too a great deal has to be gone through as gradually you struggle less and less for an idea and more and more for specific people. The range tends to narrow down, but it gets much more real. In the end, it is the reality of personal relationships that saves everything.
The big results are not in your hands or mine, but they suddenly happen, and we can share in them; but there is no point in building our lives on this personal satisfaction, which may be denied us and which after all is not that important.
The next step in the process is for you to see that your own thinking about what you are doing is crucially important. You are probably striving to build yourself an identity in your work, out of your work and your witness. You are using it, so to speak, to protect yourself against nothingness, annihilation. That is not the right use of your work. All the good that you will do will come not from you but from the fact that you have allowed yourself, in the obedience of faith, to be used by God’s love. Think of this more and gradually you will be free from the need to prove yourself, and you can be more open to the power that will work through you without your knowing it.
The great thing after all is to live, not to pour out your life in the service of a myth: and we turn the best things into myths. If you can get free from the domination of causes and just serve Christ’s truth, you will be able to do more and will be less crushed by the inevitable disappointments. Because I see nothing whatever in sight but much disappointment, frustration and confusion.
The real hope, then, is not in something we think we can do but in God who is making something good out of it in some way we cannot see. If we can do God’s will, we will be helping in this process. But we will not necessarily know all about it before hand.
Enough of this…it is at least a gesture…I will keep you in my prayers.
All the best, in Christ,
LOVE that book. Thank you!!
Love and Blessings to you & Carolyn for your dedication & inspiration, in all you do to make this world a better place.
I am profoundly saddened, my eyes hurt & sting from the endless tears knowing we have lost from this earth plane, a Great & Honorable Warrior. The depths of his knowledge, understanding & compassion is unfathomable.
As a dedicated follower of Michael, he was at times, an enigma. He freely gave us glimpses into his deepest & darkest personal space. Cheri, you are so right, “there were clues”. From comments as light as “pass the popcorn” to his insightful Lifeboat Hour Show on 12/29/13. This particular show had many conflicting messages. He stated “I’m checking out” (in reference to Facebook). In addition
he specifically says “It’s time to sit back & focus on center stage because this is the finale. I don’t want to miss it, it’s what I came here for & so did you”.
My heart sank upon listening to his last show with Carolyn & Mimi. I sensed an intense vulnerability. His loving partner, Jessy Re, was heading to Oregon with her son & it was heartbreaking to hear the sadness in his voice. Did not understand if it was a temporary or permanent separation. Very concerned.
I can only wonder now if his journey to Seattle ultimately put him over the edge. In his own words it was an “ass kicker”. This speaks volumes.
Thank you Linda for sharing the great Thomas Merton’s “Letter to A Young Activist”. So very comforting & enlightening. Perhaps we are hardwired to avoid the obvious.
Thinking of Michael, my greatest wish is that he knew how very much he was loved & admired. I am forever grateful he allowed us all to be a part of his sacred journey.
I wonder what lessons sweet sweet Rags taught him? Rags holds the secrets.
“A wonderful fact to reflect upon, that every human creature is constituted to be that profound secret & mystery to every other”. – Charles Dickens
Thank you Caterina, that was beautiful. I believe I can answer some more questions in my next (and final) piece which is coming soon. I am waiting on a few more answers from a few more people, but the piece is nearly done.
Bless you Cheri!
Thank you for taking on a most wondrous labor of love in writing about Michael’s life & death. Please take care of yourself, we need you!
Although most of us did not have the priviledge of knowing Michael personally, I feel confident enough to say he was a very wise & enlightened soul, who had a voracious appetite for truth.
He lovingly shared his knowledge & experience of the Native American , Lakota
Way of Living & Seeing.
I can only surmise that he most likely had also delved into a myriad of many different types of spiritual teachings as his words & way of living seem to authenticate.
“To follow the path of wisdom has never been more urgent or more difficult.”
– Sogyal Rinpoche
“Death turns out to be less of a crisis & more of an opportunity.”
– Sogyal Rinpoche
Time brings it’s sacred gifts of introspection and clarity.
Thank you Michael.
Be well, inside & out ~
Thank you Katerina.
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