Ioseb Djugashvili - My Legitimate Grandfather. Better Known by his Nickname "Stalin". 

2023

My Grandfather Ioseb Djugashvili. Also known as “Stalin”. I am his only legitimate Grandchild and sole beneficiary of his estate (apart from some cash collected by my Aunty Svetlana Djugashvili before she died). Ioseb became a quadriplegic in August 1939, before World War 2 was officially “declared” on the 1st of September 1939.

Ioseb was the result of a teenage romance between a native Gippsland man called Besaronis Djugashvili, and Tsarina Alexandra Feodorova the Romanov, the most recent Monarch of Russia. When he was conceived, they were both 17. When he was born his mother Alexandra was still 17. Because of the circumstances of the pregnancy and Alexandra’s age, he was ineligible to become the equivalent of a Prince in the Romanov Royal Family of Russia, but was a legitimate Romanov child. He was therefore registered at birth with his father Besaronis surname, Djugashvili, an indigenous Australian name from what is now called Gippsland.

He was given the name “Ioseb”, which was an indigenous Gippsland word usually associated with a Kangaroo Joey (or offspring). He later matured that up to Joseph when exploring using a pseudonym as a bit of an amusing joke. He had blue steel, molten steel, and weathered steel eyes, which led to him getting the nickname “Stalin”, a word that meant “Steel” in Russian. His father Besaronis had a bizarre “background fame” in his life, as he was the son of the first “Australian Human” ever deliberately photographed. A casual image that took over 7 minutes to expose in 1840. It featured a council worker called Besarion Djugashvili replacing eucalyptus saplings on the nature strips in the old 1.2 million plus population City of Yarragon in what is now Gippsland (which was destroyed by arson in early 1858). Besaronis father was replacing saplings for the Autumn-Winter-Spring growing season. He was asked to pose for the photograph. Besaronis was often introduced as the son of the first person ever photographed in what is now “Australia” when travelling to foreign countries. Which Australians had done in massive numbers for thousands of years.

Even though Ioseb was not eligible to become a Royal Romanov, he was still raised by his mother Alexandra as her first born child, with his father Besaronis’ surname. Alexandra and Besaronis were in a sexual relationship with each other from teenage age, until after Tsarina Alexandra agreed to her marriage to Nicholas Hohenzollern 2. Nicholas 2 was in a sexual relationship with her Nephew Grigory Rasputin. My Hohenzollern Royal family were guests at their wedding, as guests of the Groom. My Grandfather Ioseb (Stalin) was Rasputin’s Cousin. I have very gold eyes, very similar to Grigory.

Ioseb (Stalin) was raised by his biological parents, until it became too much of a security risk for him and the Russian Royal family. He was sent to boarding school in Georgia, and was funded the best education his mother Tsarina Alexandra could give him. Given some free range for “life experiences”, he explored his bisexuality, and was in several short relationships with other men in his early adult years. He studied “the usual set” as they call it in Russia. Politics, philosophy, literature, demographics, etcetera. Deemed perfect for politics later in life. Besaronis Djugashvili and Alexandra split up as a sexual couple. 

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People who claim a Royal was involved in an extra-marital affair do not have the implied right to kill the Royal, or try to steal the Royal Family Estate and titles because of it. Claims of an extra-marital affair did not justify what happened to Alexandra and her Royal Family.

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Ioseb’s mother (my Great-Grandmother) Tsarina Alexandra (the Monarch of Russia), her husband Nicholas Hohenzollern 2, and the 6 eligible children they had together (my Grand-Aunties Anastasia, Maria, Tatiana, Olga and my Grand-Uncles Alexei, and Ivanovic) were abducted, tortured, and murdered by a terrorism group associated with Albert Einstein during World War 1. All documented with photographs.

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The Royal Family of my Great-Grandmother Tsarina Alexandra was abducted after a completed photography shoot. Sometime during 1916, probably late that year. They attended for the official photograph session, with clothing and some non-authentic props, which may have had a festive season theme. The entire photography shoot was completed, then after it was over they were abducted by the photography crew and their cohorts. That is why searches for information about my Romanov family always incessantly result in the same group photographs appearing. Usually with Ivanovic erased from the images, or changed to appear female with a sibling missing.

The terrorism group involved's descendants and associates claim they still have the clothing and props. They even claim to "sniff" and touch the clothing of the Romanov victims from 1916 and "describe the smell and feel" to the people they are still victimizing about it, usually me as the only remaining legitimate Romanov. As pitifully disgusting as the same lunacy with Fredereich Hohenzollern 4's personal belongings illegally withheld from my Hohenzollern family by Australia since WW1. Lunatics do they same thing with Fredereich 4's personal items here incessantly. Touching and sniffing the previous owner's (victim's) clothing and personal artefacts does not "transfer" respectful opinion and fond ancestral memories of that person to the vile evil integrational stalker perverts who have the items and feel and sniff them. it's no magic spell.

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There is no way to force a "swap" of ancestral family history memories between a legitimate descendant like myself (who has normal good family ones, amongst others), and a person descended from or related to a perpetrator of abduction, torture and murder (where applicable), who only has their ancestral perpetrators memories. They are stuck with theirs when they claim the crime is "ongoing" and they try to use theirs to upset others who have the family oriented pleasant ones. Including incessantly fondling and sniffing victims clothing etcetera and describing it to someone like me 24 hours a day in shifts. As with the armbands off the dead NZ born female genocidal moron made over to look like Kaiser Adolf from that Berlin bunker in 1945, I don't want the clothing of my Romanov family from 1916 either. The props were exactly that, props, and were of no real financial value in any way. Lunatics always pretend items like that are "overly important" to descendants and family of the victims. I don't want their clothes or photo props.

The Tsarina and the six children were briefly illegally replaced with 7 “hand selected” part Greek (and Australian) impostors, plus a part Indian-Netherlands man, who were pretending to be the Romanov Royal Family in 1917 afterwards, and tried to run amok where they could. The impostors were hand selected by Einstein himself. They mainly tried to supply scientists, intellectuals, philosophers, religious leaders and teachers from the Soviet Union to the terrorism group that abducted the real Romanov's, so science and philosophy ideas could be stolen off them via torture and released in book form. Large numbers of “intellectuals” went missing in the Soviet Union during 1917.

Later that year the 8 impostors tried to start going out publicly pretending to be the Romanov Royal Family, very tentatively, as if they would be pretending to be the royal family, for generations. My Great-Grandfather Besaronis decided to attend an event they attended, to see his former lover Tsarina Alexandra in a rare public appearance with her husband and children. It became obviously clear to Besaronis the impostors were not the Romanov Royal Family very quickly. They were eventually lured to a partially underground wine cellar, with the promise of meeting someone famous they admired. They were promised contraband to keep and consume and some souvenirs. They waited nervously in the cellar for the meeting, armed with miniature Russian finger pistols, just in case.

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They were met in the cellar by my irate Great-Grandfather, Besaronis Djugashvili, and some associates, who had confirmed the disappearance of the Tsarina (his former lover and mother of his first-born child) and her Family. He ambushed them in the cellar with some helpers dressed as British Indian soldiers. They shot the impostors dead. It was a short but strangely prolonged confined gun fight. The rifles and finger pistols each party used all took an excruciatingly long time to re-load. The impostors were dead, and Besaronis and his crew were all wounded when it was over, mainly in the general region of the genitals and hips. Their disguises were NOT an attempt to blame Brits, Indians, or part Brit Indians for what they did. The disguises were the only means to get to the confrontation in the cellar. The impostors did not "temporarily" become the Russian Royal Family until their deaths, even if their moron descendants claim they stole the Royal family temporarily and any action regarding me would be "stealing it back" for a rightful owner(s). My Great-Grandfather Besaronis Djugashvili went to jail for the executions with his associates.

The Romanov Royal Family Constitutional Monarchy of Russia was declared presumed vacant permanently at the end of World War 1, with two children’s bodies yet to be accounted for. The two missing children's remains from 1917 were eventually found in 1990-91, and confirmed as the missing bodies by DNA comparison to the other 6 bodies found at the end of World War 1. The DNA comparison included testing samples taken from the remains to compare to strands of hair Tsarina Alexandra had to leave with her coronation agreement.

My Grandfather Ioseb (Stalin) was therefore the only surviving child of the last Monarch of Russia to have children. I am his only legitimate Grandchild, with no legitimate descendants.

After his mother and maternal siblings murder (along with Nicholas 2), he became the General Secretary of the Communist Party in Russia, and Premier of the Soviet Union (the equivalent of Prime Minister or President in other countries). The concept that it was an "anti-Royal revolution" of some kind is abhorrently disgusting and incorrect. Ioseb becoming political head of state in the Soviet Union was not part of their abduction and murder. He used his skills to foster “good communism” in Russia, aware that Communism itself originated in what is now Gippsland, Australia.

Along with every known species of Rice in the world being native to what is now Gippsland, Australia (Old City of Yarragon, Yarra-Yallou & Gunna-Kurnai areas).

The Romanov Royal Family Constitutional Monarchy of Russia had a Great-Grandchild Rule included in the Coronation Agreement Tsarina Alexandra signed off on at her Coronation, with hair samples. It is almost exactly the same as the one that made me the legitimate Prince Imperial of my Hohenzollern Royal Family, Constitutional Monarchy of Germany, as successor to Kaiser Adolf and Wilhelm 2.

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Many people considered that the "Soviet Union" 1920 to 1991 existed solely to find and identify the remaining two Romanov Royal Children's remains. When the two were finally identified, leaving me as the only possible technically eligible person to become a Romanov, the Soviet Union ceased to exist.

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Grigory Rasputin died around December 1916. The circumstances of his death were likely inextricably linked to the abduction of the 8 Romanov Royal Family members around the same time. He was invited to an event to speak and be seen by the participants. It was carefully planned to look like the usual type of semi-private event he sometimes accepted invitations to. He attended, and they put some type of poison into his wine, which he drank. There may have been other fumes or incense like smells around as well. Doing that sort of thing with fumes has been around for many centuries.

He left the private event feeling "a little weird" and decided to take a typical walk on his way home. He felt more ill as he moved, and eventually made the decision to avoid the longer trek over the river bridge that would have been his usual route. Instead, he decided to take a short cut across the frozen top of the river. He became more incoherent as he crossed the frozen river, due to the poison he consumed in his wine. He likely fell over several times, having difficulty with the cold due to the poison. He then made an attempt to get to the top of the bridge on a service ladder up one of is outside pillars. He fell off from a low height and was unable to get up. He froze to death near the middle of the frozen stream.

Grigory Rasputin was later found by people who described themselves as "troops", already dead. They decided to "artificially inflate" their own reputation with a little fictional story. They shot his already deceased frozen remains through the forehead, illuminated the wound and body enough to take photographs, and told everyone they "hunted him down". Then added all the lies people are familiar with afterwards. Including the ridiculous and seriously offensive idea that he was his Aunty Tsarina Alexandra Feodorova the Romanov's lover (instead of the sexual partner of her husband Nicholas Hohenzollern 2).

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I was browsing the internet years ago on his birthday anniversary, and a picture of his frozen dead remains, with a post death forehead bullet wound, was unceremoniously dumped on a You Tube page as a "new video" on a channel I had been looking at. The photographs have been used on all sorts of strange material. They have a particular bent towards trying to make photo's of Rasputin look like a Wolf like animal, due to the gold in his eyes. Mine have a little more gold than his, in comparison.

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Ioseb (Stalin) married three times. Before his third marriage, he had 4 children. Three to his first two wives combined, and a fourth adopted after his parents were killed in a horrible train accident in Russia. To sound more familiar, my Uncles Yakov, Vasily, and Artyom, and my Aunty Svetlana. All the male children were Homosexual, and Svetlana was Bisexual. He was just one of those parents (like my father Kevin) who seemed to find having Homosexual children somehow inherently pleasantly amusing in some way. All the males ended up in the Russian military, never having any children with consent. Svetlana spent most of her time rearing others children. Svetlana never had a legitimate child in her lifetime.

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After divorcing his second wife, Ioseb was a very busy man being called “Stalin” as a joke. He thought his children were “cool”, but he never spent all that much “quality time” exploring ancestral history with them. He and they always seemed just too busy. In the end a female was “sent in” to attempt to befriend and date him “fatal attraction style” in 1937, to use a modern movie theme. That female was raised by the terrorism group who bred her with sperm they stole off then Crown Prince Adolf Hitler the Hohenzollern in 1906 when he was 17. Her name was Donna Podolski, and Stalin had no idea who she was. She was the first-born child to my Great Grandfather Kaiser Adolf Hitler the Hohenzollern’s stolen sperm, born in 1907. Her mother was Janet Podolski, a biological half-sister of General Franco of Spain, who was also part Zorro. Donna was the first-born illegitimate child, and the only one to be registered to her mother at birth. There were no more children successfully born to Kaiser Adolf's sperm after 1917.  Janet was “infamously” later found dead in a bunker in Berlin in 1945, killed whilst pretending to be a fictitious character called “Eva Braun”. Her daughter Donna born 1907 was the only reason she ended up in the bunker during the heinously evil "Neo-Natzi Traitors" period between their establishment by name in December 1943 to the end of World War 2.

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Sometime during 1937, Ioseb took a short 15 minute break, before he was scheduled to have several long and boring meetings. He “rebelliously” wandered into a semi-public garden courtyard area and found a “pretty” curly haired female who was fondling some flowers. He sat down and started talking to her. When the conversation finished, he had been sitting there around two hours. He checked the time, realised he had missed several meetings, and went back into the building he was in for the day. They struck up a casual, very suddenly mainly sexual themed relationship. He was a very busy man, and only had an hour or two maximum spare per day. Donna seemed “spontaneous and fun” compared to his strictly scheduled life in the short periods he spent with her. Not the psychopath he later realized she was. They ended up sort of living together, in his “spare time”. That spontaneity in his spare moments resulted in them getting married in 1938. She became Mrs Donna Djugashvili, his 3rd wife. It was during a wedding ceremony that involved her seeming to be unable to keep her head from “vibrating” enough to wiggle her hair, which he was told was nerves. They had a marriage that involved spending bizarrely small amounts of time together until early 1939. You likely will not find any references to it on the obvious publicly available internet information. The entire thing through to me is fully documented, KGB style.

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In December 1938 my Great Grandfather, then Prince Imperial Adolf Hitler the Hohenzollern, was openly asked by his predecessor Former Kaiser Prince Wilhelm 2 (who had abdicated to him in November 1918) if he could finally get around to being crowned monarch of Germany. Because he wanted to go and see the look on his face when a crown was put on his head. It was a request made during Christmas dinner in 1938 by Adolf’s elderly cousin, that was too difficult to refuse. Adolf started trying not to cry after slumping in his seat, trying not to say "OH, no!" out loud with a whimpering noise, resisting the urge to quietly say "You Bastard". Wilhelm 2 banged on the table with a comical “Damn it, pull yourself together man!”. Adolf had to announce his coronation 12 months in advance to the public, due to conditions placed on a coronation occurring by Wilhelm 2 in the abdication in 1918 designed to allow people time to recover from World War 1. Wilhelm 2 had assumed the new monarch would be crowned by 1920, but Adolf did not regain enough physical and mental health after his near fatal wounding during World War 1 until around 5 years after Armistice Day (which was two days after Adolf was abdicated to). Adolf spent years in hospital after WW1. Adolf publicly announced his coronation as monarch of Germany would be on the 18 January 1940 at the specific request of his Cousin Wilhelm 2, a year in advance on 18 January 1939. The news was all over Europe soon after.

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Donna was given the news, and she knew who her biological father was, even if others including her husband didn’t. Three months after the news was all over Europe, she suddenly jumped her husband Ioseb demanding a baby or divorce, almost exactly 9 months before her biological father Adolf’s planned coronation date. He eventually relented and said yes, as he didn’t really mind the idea of another child, but got a bit carried away when agreeing and made some theatrical “vows and promises”. My mother Judith was conceived in around April 1939.

Around half-way through the pregnancy, in August 1939, Ioseb (Stalin) was attacked whilst drinking at one of those typically Russian coffee table hard drinking establishments. It was a pre-planned move his wife was part of planning, and was not the first attempt. He fell backwards off his chair at the table, landed on his back, and fell to unconscious like a bell ringing until it stopped. He woke up in a hospital room. He was quickly (melodramatically) told he had a catastrophic stroke, as if it was the first thing they wanted him to hear. He was paralysed from the neck down with only very limited movement, which made no sense to him. He was told “medical testing was still in progress”. Whilst he had been in an eventual induced coma, Donna had consulted her terrorism associates. She was told to do quote “what Einstein did to all of his victims. Sever the spinal column at the waist or neck and disable the victim”. She chose the neck. She was then told to convince him the cause was a stroke and put him in nursing care. Feed him information, including as if to help him continue his political duties as head of state, and ask him questions, record or write down the answers, then send it to the terrorism group. They would then have it sorted through to see if any of it could be added to books for release in the future, with the author listed as Albert Einstein (who pretended he wrote “a dozen or more books a month” at one stage).

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The medical team did thorough testing, noting down very limited movement in some areas, particularly one arm, and officially declared Ioseb (Stalin) a Quadriplegic with a medical certification of permanent disability. When news filtered through he was officially declared a quadriplegic, World War 2 was officially declared on for the first time on the first of the following month. The 1st of September 1939. If they had not have disabled him when unconscious until mid-November, it probably would have been declared on for the 1st of December, if you understand what I mean. My Grandfather Ioseb Djugashvili, known also as Joseph Stalin, was officially a quadriplegic before World War 2 officially started.

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Whilst he was in 24 hour a day nursing care his second legitimate daughter, my mother Judith Margaret Djugashvili, was born on the 6th of January 1940 and made a citizen of Russia. He was in a country house when she was born that they later pretended he was under “permanent house arrest in” after World War 2, in the fake history records. Ioseb had no part in her name, her mother Donna had insisted on naming the baby herself. It turned out to be a lunatic version of “a message” to her biological father Adolf Hitler the Hohenzollern, who was due to be crowned monarch of Germany 12 days later. She tried to make the name sound like it meant that if he took his male Jewish homosexual Rabbi partner to his coronation, who was on the official guest list as his partner-date, it would mar the ceremony and he would be made regret it until death. Judith Margaret…. Donna was secretly thrilled that the birth was just 12 days before Adolf's Coronation. My Great Grandfather and Predecessor Kaiser Adolf Hitler the Hohenzollern was crowned at Wewelsburg, Germany, 12 days after my mother Judith was born (his biological Granddaughter).

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Ioseb and Donna’s marriage quickly broke down after the birth, with my mother taking a surprisingly large amount of it in during her first 2 years. My mother Judith was raised and cared for as an infant in the presence of her disabled father, including things like breast feeding and nappy changes. She touched him frequently, and had to learn to try to touch his face when she did, as he couldn’t feel her touching him properly elsewhere. It was all whilst her mother Donna tormented her disabled husband, in ways that became more crystalline the longer she did it. He couldn’t move, so she expressed herself a lot more assertively. She was the complete monster. Ioseb asked his medical team if there was any chance he could be shipped to Gippsland to visit where his father Besaronis was from and explore his Australian ancestry. He had always wanted to, but never got around to it as he was too busy. The lead doctor vetoed it, saying it was too logistically difficult for a quadriplegic. He started crying about it, right in front of his wife.

Donna immediately seized on it, and made plans to officially export her daughter Judith to the Gippsland region of Australia for adoption, under Russian “baby exportation laws”. She filled in the documents, packed up her daughter, submitted the request, and shipped her to Gippsland in around 1942. As if the motives made her blissfully unaware of the war-time risks. Judith was eventually adopted by Bill and May Maslen of Moe, Gippsland. She became Judith Margaret Maslen. Donna told her daughter that if her father Ioseb tried to communicate with her, she was to describe how “beautiful and awesome Gippsland” was to him when he did, so that her mother could sit and watch him every day to see if he started crying again when she did.

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They decided to get divorced. Donna immediately went for the emotional gut punch, saying she did not want anything that she could keep. No property, money, souvenirs, wedding items, rings, photographs, nothing. All that she wanted was cold hard cash, and lots of it. My Grandfather said yes surprisingly quickly. She got a very large sum of money, signed an official divorce receipt, they received the finalized divorce documents, and they were married no more. As a parting gesture of her original intent, she sexually assaulted him and stole his sperm, so it could be put in frozen storage and used to conceive babies. Then got pregnant with it one more time after the divorce was through before she left and never returned. She “dumped” the baby unregistered after birth calling him “baggage a wealthy woman didn’t need” or something similar. His name was likely Jim Morrison, lead singer of the band “The Doors”. By the time he was an adult, he looked remarkably like his mother. After Jim Morrison became well known to the public via his music, his biological mother Donna was involved in stalking him throughout his career afterwards. People made regular attempts to make him collapse and appear to be struggling to move from the hips or neck down when he was in public, apparently. He probably also did some "suggested things" not fully aware of what they were suggesting it for.

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After World War 2 Ioseb was often seen in footage where he appeared to be sitting up in a chair at official meetings, including in front of the media. He was unable to move from the neck down if you look very closely at the films. He could turn his head if sat down very carefully, but not much else. Ioseb formed a friendly relationship with another bisexual male who had admired him for some time before he was disabled. Ioseb (Stalin) did get to travel to Australia to see Gippsland in the end, with that man’s help. There were a large number of photographs taken of him whilst he was in Australia.

In 1953, after a disastrous 4 years where he tried to help "restore order" in what had become East Germany, after being asked to help specifically so they could “secretly” stalk him for Einstein, an attempt was made to replace him with an impostor. They attacked him and tried to kill him. It severely disfigured his face on one side, and he lost one eye. He was very temporarily replaced with a vague lookalike who may have had some rudimentary cosmetic surgery. The impostor ended up in one of Ioseb’s offices, laughing like a drunk on drugs, whilst trying to rifle through his personal papers and office storage in some insane celebration mode. Even though Ioseb had been a quadriplegic since 1939, the impostor was walking around, giggling all the while like a celebrating lunatic. The impostor then decided it was thirsty and hungry, and ate or drank something poisoned that was in Ioseb’s office, in a giggling rush. Then literally dropped dead on the floor, from a standing position, with a thud that could be heard by staff waiting outside listening to the inane giggling.

They put the impostor (deceased failed identity thief) “made over" dead body on display lying in state, and people started pretending the real Ioseb ("Stalin") was dead, where applicable. Some photographs of it look remarkably like "the Joker" out of Batman material. The real Ioseb had experimental surgery to try to regain use of some of his body below the neck, and regained good use of one arm, and some movement elsewhere. He wore an eyepatch for the rest of his life to cover the loss of one eye. Below is my quadriplegic Grandfather Ioseb ("Stalin") after lunatics pretended he was dead (1953) compared to a selfie of myself.

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Unsurprisingly enough, Ioseb had my mother - his daughter Judith - placed under surveillance when she emigrated to Australia as a child. When she married my father Kevin on 3rd May 1958 in Moe, Gippsland, Australia, Ioseb received intelligence confirmation and the usual copies of documents. My Great-Grandfather Kaiser Adolf Hitler the Hohenzollern (her biological Grandfather) was still in a Yugoslavian Prisoner of War jail when my parents married in 1958. When children were illegally registered to my father Kevin at birth as if his in 1959, 1961, 1963 and 1967, all female, Ioseb received a copy of their birth certificates sent by surveillance by mail. He came to the correct conclusion they were not my mother or father’s daughters.