Marc Seifer, Ph.D

BOOKS OF FICTION BY MARC SEIFER PH.D

THE RUDY STYNE QUADRILOGY Marc J. Seifer "An often engaging thriller series...that's worth a read" KIRKUS REVIEWS JOIN THE JOURNEY! What is the RUDY STYNE QUADRILOGY? Everybody is asking. First of all, we need to know who Rudy Styne is, and to answer that question we must travel back 40 years to 1976, the year I met the Israeli paranormalist Uri Geller. I had recently completed my Master's thesis, Levels of Mind, for the University of Chicago and that treatise took me beyond Freud and Jung's research on the structure of the unconscious into the realm of the Universal Mind which opened a door for me into the world of ESP. Thus, when I returned to Rhode Island, I was prepared to use this newfound knowledge and structure a course on this exciting and controversial field of parapsychology. Approaching several schools, I was able to land gigs at The University of Rhode Island and Providence College, both night schools. The year was 1974. At URI, I met Howard Smukler, a brilliant fellow with an extraordinary sense of humor who taught courses on UFO’s at URI and also The New School For Social Research in New York. With Howard as Editor-in-chief and me as associate editor, we started a journal on consciousness which became MetaScience, and at the same time Howard started two national magazines, Ancient Astronauts and also ESP. And I wrote for all three publications. In the early Spring of 1976, while living in Providence, Howard saw Uri Geller on live TV in Boston. Since the show had just started, in a stroke of pure genius, the ufologist grabbed a copy of ESP, dashed out the apartment and drove like a madman the 41 miles north to Boston. Locating the TV station, he got backstage and did it in time to meet Uri! Keep in mind that this was eons before the GPS, and that Boston, unlike New York, is a maze of meandering byways. The fact that Howard got to Boston and located the station in the timeframe needed while the show was still airing was nothing short of a miracle. Geller was impressed with the effervescent fellow and agreed to be on the cover of the September issue of ESP. Simultaneously, Howard asked me to write the cover story. Coincidentally, I was using Uri Geller’s autobiography My Story as my adjunct text for the course I was teaching in parapsychology. My main text was Psychic Explorations co-edited by John White and moonwalker, astronaut Edgar Mitchell who also wrote the introduction. Aside from the Edgar Mitchell tome, there were several other books in the field that fit the bill as textbooks. One of them was Supersenses, written by Charles Panati. A physicist from Columbia University and science editor for Newsweek. Panati had just published The Geller Papers, which was a high-brow science treatise containing articles from over a dozen physicists and parapsychologists who had tested Geller for his various abilities. Panati was having a book signing on Long Island where I grew up, so I drove down, saw his presentation, purchased the book and had him sign it. About four years before this, the psychic researcher Andrija Puharich had essentially “discovered” Uri Geller. Uri had already made a name for himself in Israel performing at numerous venues whereby he would bend spoons psychically and also perform telepathic feats. Puharich had met another superpsychic a few years earlier, a South American psychic surgeon and healer named Arigo. However, Puharich had made the mistake of simply reporting Arigo’s miraculous abilities without having him properly tested. Since Geller was such an incredible subject, Puharich did not want to make the same mistake, so he set Geller up to be tested at various science laboratories around the globe, and Charles Panati published the results. Here in America, Geller passed all tests in telepathy and psychokinesis at Lawrence Livermore Laboratory, Naval Surface Weapons Center and also at SRI (Stanford Research Institute), three organizations partially funded by the CIA. The Geller Papers was an extremely important text because it verified through clear scientific studies Uri Geller’s abilities as a true psychic, or in his term, paranormalist. Uri could move the needle of a magnet by thinking about it, he could locate objects hidden in one of a dozen canisters and he could obtain telepathic images and prove this by drawing his impressions which matched the target that was being telepathically transmitted. Geller’s abilities were so extraordinary that magicians assumed he was actually a clever trickster. For a real twist, as told to me by superpsychic Ingo Swann, who himself had the ability to remotely view Soviet military installations, the CIA itself had set up a disinformation campaign to bolster their plausible deniability in the very field they were funding by also supporting a skeptical group who did their best to dismiss Geller’s abilities. Not wanting to be overtly associated with the occult, the CIA continued to secretly back psychic research while at the same time they also continued to support the academic organization whose task it was to lambast Uri Geller. A strange situation indeed. I remember asking Andrija how he could feel safe taking funds from the CIA when at the same time, they were also supporting the skeptical community. He said it was a kind of dance, that he felt like he was in the dentist’s chair with his hands cupped around the testicles of the dentist. Uri Geller’s most vociferous self-proclaimed debunker was the magician the Amazing Randi, a performer who previously made his living getting out of straight jackets while hanging from his heels. Randi was offering $10,000 to anyone who could prove they had psychic ability. I told him I had an aura detector and went to meet him to collect the reward. My detector was a simple transistor radio that switched to static every time I moved near it. Randi, of course, claimed it was not detecting my aura, but rather, it was some type of electromagnetic interference. I agreed, but also stated, why isn’t that the aura. It was clear he wasn’t going to pony up, so we spent a bit of time talking about psychic phenomena and swapping stories. I recounted a few amazing synchronicities including personal ones and ones that were famous. Since I was teaching parapsychology at two different colleges, I would give the same lecture at both places. When I hit the topic of meaningful coincidence, I decided to discuss birthday synchronicities. For instance, I had a best friend, Ronaldo, and when I left for grad school, he “replaced” me with his new best friend Dickie. Amazingly, Dickie had the same birthday as me, February 17. Where I grew up in West Hempstead, Long Island, there was another fellow in my school who also spelled his first name Marc, with a “c,” and he too was born February 17, in the same year! I thought those two stories were pretty amazing. I also had various anecdotes from students, for instance whereby a grandfather, father and son all had the same birthday. So I began the class by randomly picking out a gal to my right and asking her what her birthdate was. She said February 17. I said, that was the worst day of the year to be born and she frowned until I got to the punch-line, because it was my birthday as well. That just struck me as an ordinary chance event, until I drove to my other class at the other school the following night. I began the lecture the same way without mentioning my actual birthdate and randomly picked out a gal to my left and asked her what her birthdate was, she said February 17. Well, that gave me goosebumps, because that was truly an amazing coincidence, and it corresponded to a new term I had come up with called “the kicker” which refers to the situation whereby, “If you thought that was an amazing coincidence, well, here’s a real topper.” I’ll give you another example. I was driving along the highway and saw three Volkswagen Beetles randomly lined up out on Route 95, and just as I was considering how amazing that was, a fourth Beetle entered the right lane so there were four of them across the highway!! A famous synchronicity, of course, is that within a week of the release of the movie The China Syndrome, which was a story about a meltdown at a nuclear plant, Three Mile Island blew up. The kicker was that in the movie they mention that an area the size of Pennsylvania could be wiped out, and Three Mile Island was located in Pennsylvania! It was these kinds of topics that I was discussing with Randi, and he dismissed them all by stating that given the law of large numbers, synchronicities must occur. “If they didn’t occur,” Randi said, “now that would be something.” We parted on friendly terms and I prepared to fly out to Chicago the following day where I was to give a lecture on graphology. I got on the plane and sat in my assigned seat. I hope by now you can guess what happened. The fellow sitting next to me in his assigned seat was none other than the Amazing Randi! Later, when I found myself writing a parapsychological thriller, I had a great story to use, and so fictionalized this classic meeting. In growing up, I never had plans to become a writer. However, current events compelled me to begin a process that evolved into what is now known as THE RUDY STYNE QUADRILOGY. ﷯RASPUTIN’S NEPHEW: A PSI-FI THRILLER The seeds of my first novel were planted when I started teaching parapsychology, meeting neuroscientists, skeptics and gifted psychics and publishing articles and journals in the field. The story begins in 1972 when I was in grad school at the University of Chicago. There, I worked in an underground laboratory under Billings Hospital studying the neurophysiology of schizophrenia for two medical doctors while working on a Master’s degree that involved the study of psychic phenomena. Dr. Herbert Meltzer, my teacher, had discovered increases in CPK enzyme levels in schizophrenics which he associated with muscle abnormalities and increases in tension. Working with his associate Dr. David Goode, I was therefore required to place rats in stressful situations, sacrifice them and test for their CPK levels. At the same time, I also informed Dr. Meltzer that I could determine levels of tension in schizophrenics as compared to normals by studying their handwriting. Thus we conducted an experiment by having me analyze schizophrenic and normal people’s handwriting in a blind study that, to Dr.’s Meltzer and Goode’s satisfaction resulted in my ability to distinguish between the two groups to an acceptable degree of statistical significance. Although killing rats in a lab was not my cup of tea, that was child’s play next to other experiments that were occurring in this same underground facility. One day, by mistake, I entered the wrong lab just as a large weight was dropped onto the spine of a tethered dog who yelped in pain from the paralyzing and deadly wallop. I was quickly escorted out of this seemingly diabolical scene, but I was also informed that this group of medical doctors and grad students were testing drugs which would be used to reduce swelling in comparable traumatic situations, such as in a car accident. A typical scenario would be that a person might have his back broken during such an event, but the spinal cord would stay intact until the smashed area began to swell, and it would be the swelling and not the actual accident that would snap the cord thereby paralyzing the victim. This was a situation of performing horrific experiments that had the potential of saving many human lives and for preventing such people from becoming paraplegics. One day, as I walked through the hallways on my way to my lab where we were stressing and sacrificing rats, I came across a lab technician who was carrying a monkey with some type of device sewn into it’s back. I could swear the monkey looked me in the eye in in such a way as to ask that I end its life. This is not something one easily forgets, and so I used this and related events in the story I would write when I began to construct my first novel. Ultimately, there were three reasons why I wrote RASPUTIN’S NEPHEW. The year was 1977. I had already met Uri Geller and seen him bend two keys psychically in his apartment as I worked on the cover story we were doing for ESP. After finishing my Master’s degree, which was a study of the unconscious beyond Freud and Jung, I returned to Rhode Island and began teaching courses in parapsychology at the University of Rhode Island Extension and at Providence College both night schools. Thus, I already had six or seven semesters under my belt when news reporter Robert Toth was arrested in Moscow by the KGB for obtaining a paper on telepathy and brainwave biofeedback. This was at a time when such superpsychics as Ingo Swann and Uri Geller were actively being tested by the CIA in various experiments for their psychic abilities, and the book Psychic Discoveries Behind the Iron Curtain by Ostrander and Schroeder was a best seller. I had travelled to several parapsychology labs including the Dream Laboratory at Maimonides Hospital in Brooklyn and JB Rhine’s lab which was still tangentially connected to Duke University in North Carolina, and I also was conducting my own experiments in telepathy, dream telepathy, psychokinesis and remote viewing. In addition, I attended parapsychology conferences, such as in Washington DC, and wrote articles for ESP Magazine, Parapsychology Review and two journals that I was an editor of, Journal of Occult Studies and its sequel, MetaScience: A New Age Journal on Consciousness, which I founded. I knew a number of professionals in the field, had met Geller and Swann and three other superpsychics who I covered in various articles, Dean Kraft who was a healer, Matthew Manning who had psychokinetic ability and was also a medium, and Blue Horary, who had tested successfully for his abilities in travelling clairvoyance. One of my strangest experiences was when I saw a classic halo above the head of Matthew Manning while he spoke in a classroom while he was drawing in the style of a dead artist. Another was in a meeting with psychic researcher Andrija Puharich, who told me that he had witnessed levitation and had a wrist watch that received signals from UFO’s. Because of the competition by the Russians, I had assumed that parapsychology would start to become an accepted branch of science, and that Departments of Parapsychology would begin to open up at universities around the country particularly now that Toth had been arrested. During the very time of Toth’s interrogation by the KGB, The New York Times ran a front page article on his arrest, mentioned the specific topic of the paper and also revealed that the Russians had a secret underground laboratory in Siberia which was studying psychic phenomena (6/19/1977). At the same time, Uri Geller was making the cover of numerous magazines and also appearing on the TV talk show circuit. Although Geller was successful in a number of his appearances, for instance, he bent a key psychically on the Barbara Walters Show, he failed on the Johnny Carson Show when Carson pulled a fast one, and introduced a physicist who turned out to actually be the professional skeptic the Amazing Randi. What Carson didn’t realize is that it is difficult for psychics to do their thing, and if the audience is peppered with people with negative attitudes, this does not present the psi-conducive state necessary for success. And so Geller failed that day, and it was at this time that the media started to bill him as a fake. Keep in mind that this scenario was also being buttressed by the CIA to cloak their interest in psychic phenomena while they secretly funded research on Ingo Swann and Uri Geller’s abilities! Talk about duplicity! At the same time, other outlets such as Time and Newsweek, and the three major networks, ABC, CBS and NBC continued to cover the Toth arrest, but in all these cases they eliminated the topic of the science paper that Toth had obtained! In other words, except for The New York Times and a few other newspapers, the bulk of the mass media purposely edited out all mention of psychic phenomena. The net effect was that Uri Geller moved his operations to Great Britain where they were more accepting, and here in America, funding for psychic research dwindled out. I continued to teach a night course in parapsychology for a total of 15 years, but aside from UC Davis where psychic researcher Charles Tart had tenure, not a single university that I know of participated in any serious study of such phenomena as, say mental telepathy. Personally, I was beyond trying to prove that mental telepathy existed. Like Andrija Puharich and his book Beyond Telepathy, I was working on neurological theories to explain precisely what was happening. Frustrated at the myopic state of affairs in the USA, I decided to explore the topic in fiction. Using these events and my inside knowledge of the field as a base, I constructed a book which juiced up the story by introducing the idea that a secret group of Eurasians were creating psychokinetic soldiers by implanting electrodes into their brains. In order to advance the work, a blood relative of Rasputin and former member of the KGB, decided to aid his country’s research by murdering Western parapsychologists close to uncovering the same findings while at the same time plotting the kidnapping of a superpsychic to harness his brain for nefarious purposes. Although a complete work of fiction, unlike X-Men which carries human superpowers to an absurd extreme, RASPUTIN’S NEPHEW attempts to stay true to the possible as it explores this fascinating field in an entertaining way. As part of the mix, our hero Rudy Styne, meets Chessie Barnsworth, the love of his life, and a bit like Nick and Nora Charles from The Thin Man fame, the relationship between this dynamic duo continues throughout all four novels. The story begins when Rudy Styne, ace reporter for Modern Times Magazine, wakes up to a dream that later comes true. This causes him to begin an investigation into the fascinating field of parapsychology, and through that realm he starts to uncover the plot by a secret Eurasian cadre to murder Western neuroscientists as they set their sites on capturing the charismatic Egyptian superpsychic Abdullah Manu. As Rudy gets closer to uncovering the diabolic plot, he finds to his horror that he has become their next victim. ﷯DOPPELGÄNGER & CRYSTAL NIGHT There were several themes I wanted to explore in these two novels. The incident that prompted this two-book saga occurred in the mid-1990’s, but the story began for me in 1972. How do I know the date? Because from 1972-73 I was enrolled as a graduate student in psychology at the University of Chicago and that is where I met Dr. Bruno Bettelheim, who at the time was the world’s leading psychoanalyst. It was well known that Bettelheim had spent time in two concentration camps, Dachau and Buchenwald, and got out about 1939, right before World War II broke. According to the story, Bettelheim, who was a student of Sigmund Freud, was already by this time a leader in the field of child psychology, and the way he got out, as I understood it, was that he had a letter from Eleanor Roosevelt requesting his release. Since the USA was not at war with Germany at that time, the story added up. I also knew Felix Kline, a popular New York City graphologist who also got out of Buchenwald about the same time in a similar fashion. Bettelheim was the best teacher I ever had. He was world famous, he had total command of his classes and he was absolutely brilliant. The course I took with him was Theories of Personality. He had us read over 1,000 pages of every theoretician you can think of, but when it came to the final, every question was on Freud! I guess it was his own private joke, but the point was clear, if you knew Freud, you knew all there was to know. Bettelheim was teaching a small class in psychoanalysis the following semester which was only open to doctoral students. Since I was in the Master’s program, I asked Dr. Bettelheim if I could attend, and to my delight, he agreed. The course was located at a classroom on the Midway, at the far end of campus. It was a long walk to get there, and after class, the students would disappear, but I would wait and walk Bettelheim back to his house, which was on campus and on my way back to my dorm. In this way, I got to discuss with the master many topics in a much more intimate manner. Later when I applied to graduate school for a doctorate, Bettelheim was kind enough to write a letter of recommendation. Twenty years went by and some time after he died a new biography on him came out. Through her research, the author, Nina Sutton, had uncovered the real way Bettelheim had gained his release from Buchenwald. Bettelheim’s father owned a lumberyard and the Nazis wanted it. As was their M.O., they therefore kidnapped a family member, in this case the son, Bruno, and held him for ransom. The going rate for companies they wanted was 10¢ on the dollar. Thus, if the lumberyard was worth $100,000, the Nazis as common thieves or pirates, would offer the family $10,000 and the return of their son. That, of course, was pretty horrible in and of itself, but what really pushed my button was the topper. If the family wanted to leave Austria, there was a flight tax, and the cost was $10,000!!! When seen in this light, the underlying reason for the Holocaust gets reduced to ordinary greed. The Nazis simply wanted what the Jews had earned. Since no country was willing to take on these new refugees, the Nazis were stuck with them and so they decided to exterminate the people they had stolen from. So, I thought about constructing a novel whereby a Jewish owned company that had been successful before WWII, would continued to flourish after the war, and thus the rightful heirs would sue to take back control. Needing a company, I wrote to the Simon Wiesenthal Center and they were kind enough to send me a list of 900 companies from Hamburg that were hijacked by the Nazis. Going through the list, I first considered a jewelry company and eventually settled on an automobile manufacturing plant. The more I thought about it, the more I thought to morph the entity into an elite airline that also manufactured motors and aeroplanes. The airline was named Maxwell Bavarian Airways, after its founder Elias Maxwell, a Jew who for practical reasons, has converted to Christianity. The story begins in the early 1900’s with the birth of his son, Abe. I was well aware that Hermann Göring, the second most powerful Nazi after Hitler, was a WWI flying ace, and so in this manner I found a way for an overtly Jewish concern to have a deep connection to Göring whose godfather I knew, was also Jewish. Since my protagonist was still the American news reporter Rudy Styne, I had to construct a way to tie him to this back story. For reasons completely unrelated to this tale, I was also interested in computer hacking, and so I had Rudy work on a story about a mystery computer hacker who is threatening to take over the Internet. While on assignment in Germany, Rudy runs into his doppelgänger. He doesn’t make much of it until he discovers startling information which leads him to question whether or not he’s been adopted. Now, this German look-alike piques his interest. This scenario thereby ties our hero to the backstory concerning the turn of the century Maxwell family, and it will also create a subplot involving Rudy’s search for his biological parents. In my role as a college professor, I have had a number of adoptees who longed to locate the individuals who actually gave birth to them. Thus, I had a lot of material to draw from, and that is how I constructed this tale. DOPPELGÄNGER follows the backstory through WWI and CRYSTAL NIGHT continues the saga through the Holocaust and WWII. The driving force for the modern story which continues through both novels is Rudy’s dogged need to uncover who this master computer hacker is as he also tries to figure out his true origins. I know for myself, when I read a novel, I like not only to be entertained, but also to learn something. Ken Follett’s FALL OF GIANTS TRILOGY comes to mind. One thing I learned from this enormously entertaining epic was that during WWI, the Germans were instrumental in propping up the communist leader Vladimir Lenin because they realized that if they could support a revolution in Russia, it would be one less enemy to fight and without Russia in the mix, Germany would no longer have to carry on a two-front war. As I researched this period, I discovered a number of astonishing facts about the flying aces of WWI and why the Nazis did what they did during WWII. For instance, I found that the Blue Max, the greatest flying ace of WWI before the Red Baron, Max Immelman, was Jewish. Since Immelman was such a huge hero for the German people, the fact of his true origin is nothing short of earth shattering. For WWII, I uncovered many gems. For instance, I discovered that had Hitler listened to his blitzkrieg architect Heinz Guderian, the Miracle of Dunkirk would have never taken place, that exit would have been blocked, and 350,000 British would have never escaped back to England. They would have all been captured or killed, and Germany would have, no doubt, won the war! The details are explained in CRYSTAL NIGHT. Another amazing tidbit concerns the real reason for the Anschluss, the 1938 annexation of part of Czechoslovakia. Hitler argued he had a rightful claim to the Sudetenland because there were Germans living in that part of the country. However, a secret meeting with Göring and his think tank revealed the actual reason. In order for Germany to arm their war machine they needed iron works which they did not possess. The iron works, owned by the Petchek brothers fit that bill and they were located in the Sudetenland. Without these works, the Nazis simply did not have the mechanism required to equip the military. Since the Petchek brothers were Jewish, the Nazis had a “legitimate” way to simply pilfer the iron works when they took over that provence. DOPPELGÄNGER begins with the marriage of Rudy Styne to Chessie Barnsworth, the love of his life. At the wedding a very old Jewish man with a German accent appears. His name is Abe Maxwell and Rudy vaguely realizes that Abe is somehow linked to his mother. As we will come to find out, Maxwell Bavarian Airways, now called MB Airways is still a healthy concern absorbed as a billion dollar subdivision of Lufthansa, and the old gentleman, Abe, wants it back. The resolution of the various threads of this epic tale are resolved in CRYSTAL NIGHT. From start to finish, these two books took about ten years of intense research and writing to complete. ﷯FATE LINE If you check my resume you will find that I am not only an expert on the life and times of Nikola Tesla, but I am also a handwriting expert with over forty years experience. Having worked on literally thousands of cases, mostly of welfare and food stamp fraud for the Rhode Island Attorney General’s Office, I have also worked for hundreds of lawyers in the region mostly on forgery cases and have testified in seven states in Federal and State, civil and criminal court. As long as you promise not to tell anybody, as part of my secret resume, in my youth, I travelled the psychic circuit as a graphologist with a group of astrologers, palmists, clairvoyants and Tarot card readers. Since that experience was so fruitful, I wanted to incorporate a fictionalized version of it in my next effort. My background includes five semesters of studying all phases of handwriting analysis and questioned documents at The New School For Social Research in New York City, continuing studies of the handwriting of schizophrenics at the University of Chicago and extensive studies of the handwriting of inventor extraordinaire Nikola Tesla while I worked on my Doctorate, a psychohistory on Tesla for Saybrook University. Other research includes the study of the handwritings of the epileptic split brain patients for Warren Tenhouten and Dr. Bogen, who performed the surgery to separate their two hemispheres, at UCLA and for Cerebrum and the Dana Foundation, research into the handwriting of people that have suffered different forms of brain trauma with medical doctors at Brown University. Having met several experimentally minded palm readers, I decided to construct a novel that would involve a love affair between a young female graphologist and a counterculture palmist who simultaneously is trying to gain scientific acceptance of this ancient practice. There were two events in particular which sparked the writing of FATE LINE. The first was the 1996 JonBenet Ramsey kidnapping which involved the rape and murder of this lovely young girl. The case included a ransom note which handwriting experts have tied to either the mother or father. And the second case from my personal files involved a disputed signature on a will and the potential embezzlement of property worth over ten million dollars. Through the years I have worked on easily a hundred such cases whereby someone allegedly forges the name of the deceased individual with the goal of transferring the estate to the forger. One case that stood out involved the timing of information gleaned through discovery. Trials take a long time to finally come to court. Each side is entitled to the information that the other side has and this is obtained through discovery. As a rule, or general practice, no new information is allowed to be introduced within seven days of trial. In one particular case, with three days to trial, my client gave me a stack of signatures with the name of his father, but these signatures were all signed by the father’s girlfriend. The will transferred the entire estate to this girlfriend. What I had before this new material came in, was the disputed signature on the will and a stack of known signatures of the father. It was a good forgery, however, due to key fundamental differences I could establish that it was not a match. Now I had a stack of signatures signed by the girlfriend that were a perfect match to the disputed signature. So a difficult case to prove became a slam dunk because it could easily be established that the girlfriend could sign the father’s signature in a fairly accurate way, and this exact style matched the signature on what was now clearly a bogus will. I suggested to the lawyer who was hired last minute, that even though it was just a few days to trial, it was still a good idea to forward my new report to the other side. The lawyer disagreed. He said that he had 25 years experience and was sure that the judge would allow this new information to be accepted. When we got to court, the other side objected and I was barred from showing that all these new signatures signed by the girlfriend were an exact match to the disputed signature on the will. For the opposing side, their handwriting expert was told that all the signatures he used were the father’s signatures, when in fact they were the phony signatures of the girlfriend who had signed checks with the father’s name, and this had gone on for many years. In other words, he was comparing rotten apples with a rotten apple and it was an exact match. I was comparing that same rotten apple to ripe and sometimes overripe oranges. Since I couldn’t make a match, I concluded that the signature on the will was a forgery. But without my new information, from the jury’s point of view, the other side had a perfect match and I had a mismatch. Thus, the other side could show in court that the signature on the will was genuine because it was an exact match to the exemplars (known signatures), which they were. In this way a great deal of money could now be successfully embezzled. Unfortunately, I knew that my easy slam dunk case was now going to become almost impossible to win. Unable to explain all that I had, my dilemma hit a new height when I took the oath to “swear to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth, so help me God.” Seeing my life flash before me, as I raised my hand, I came very close to refusing to take this oath. But that would open me up to a contempt of court citation. This judge, who had been a contender to become governor of the state, was highly respected. With direct eye contact, he had made it very clear, before the jury had been led in, that he did not want me in any way shape or form to discuss the other material that I had. Although restricting expert testimony is routine, I was still at a crossroads. Reconciling all this in my mind, I swore to tell the whole truth that I was allowed to tell, namely the truth as I described in my original report. That was that. We lost the case and an embezzler got away with it. There was one other event that occurred in my career that I wanted to make use of. After 911, there was a great mystery as to whether or not bin Laden was still alive. One rumor suggested that he had kidney failure and had died. In October of 2002, which was about a year since the collapse of the Twin Towers, a note came into Al Jazeera addressed to the West purported to be from bin Laden. I got a call from Associated Press International to study the note and give my opinion as to whether I believed that the bin Laden signature was real or a forgery. This was the biggest story in the world, and my report and analysis would be broadcast literally around the world. If it was a legitimate signature, it meant that bin Laden was still alive. The very day my report hit the TV airwaves, the Beltway sniper in the Washington DC area emerged and panic ensued. During a three-week period, thirteen people were shot and ten of them died. As it turned out, there were two perpetrators involved, J.A. Muhammad, the driver and the shooter who did his horrible deed from an assassin’s lair in the trunk of the car, J.L. Malvo. Both men were soon caught and eventually executed. The end result was that the bin Laden piece was put on the back burner and what I thought would be a major story simply evaporated. I therefore decided to fictionalize aspects of these events in a novel. Instead of having me be reluctant to take an oath to God to tell the whole truth, I placed the situation in the hands of a revered handwriting expert, an elderly Holocaust survivor who I named Jacob Bruno. With gravitas surrounding his presence, he decides to admonish the judge for using the name of God to ask a person to tell the whole truth when the judge has told this expert that he cannot, in fact, do so. In the story, the old graphologist pokes a stake through this legislative restriction and pays a big price. He is sent to jail for contempt of court and fined $10,000. This is where our hero, ace reporter Rudy Styne comes in. On top of a huge story, he goes to the jailhouse, interviews the ancient graphologist and gets the go ahead from Modern Times to do it up big with the headline: HOLOCAUST SURVIVOR JAILED FOR TRYING TO TELL THE TRUTH. Rudy is jazzed. He’s got a great story and his editor promises to put it on the cover of the next issue. However, just as the magazine is about to go to press, a young ice-skater and Olympic hopeful is kidnapped out in Utah, there is a ransom note, and her father, a multi-millionaire is the most likely suspect. So, Rudy’s great story becomes a back burner. Since there is a ransom note involved, rather than fight city hall, Rudy gets on a plane to Utah with the hopes of trying to solve the crime and figure out who wrote the note. On the home front, Rudy and Chessie are now married and have Zack, their nine-year-old spitfire who is a fantasy football fan. Since Rudy knows Jacob Bruno, although he is still in jail, Rudy hopes to get the ancient expert to look at the note and compare it to the handwriting of the parents. To add to the mix, Jacob Bruno has a protégé, Sarah Calloway, who has to take over for him at trial when he is jailed. At the same time, she falls in love with a handsome fellow named Max Minkowski, who, to her chagrin, is a palm reader on the psychic circuit. As the novel continues, graphologists start to get murdered, Sarah is forced to flee and so she hides under an assumed name by travelling with Max and his psychic crew. Meanwhile, our hero Rudy tries not only to figure out what happened to the kidnapped ice skater, but also solve the mystery of the growing list of murdered handwriting experts. THE RUDY STYNE QUADRILOGY encompasses a lifetime of study. As you can see, I write from personal experience in a variety of realms. These books should be read in order. They involve over thirty years of effort. Although complete works of fiction, the heart and soul of each book is completely original, and they are not in any way formulaic. Based on well hidden aspects of true events, they comprise a multi-dimensional journey through modern times which I am confident you will appreciate. These four works represent a good bit of my deepest self. All four have as a backstory, a delightful, yet multi-layered romance between Rudy Styne and his girl Chessie Barnesworth. These are two strong individuals who love each other and their story grows and evolves as each novel develops. Ace reporter Rudy Styne is the driving force behind these four tales. I hope you find him as rewarding a character as I have. He’s been with me for 40 years, tells me what to write, gives me insight and companionship and lets me glimmer what my next project will be. Take the journey. Read THE RUDY STYNE QUADRILOGY. It starts with RASPUTIN’S NEPHEW: A PSI-FI THRILLER! Available as ebook and physical books. Marc J. Seifer, Ph.D. Narragansett, Rhode Island July 10, 2016

"In a Nutshell"

The Soviet Union is in turmoil. Right-wing extremist, Petar Bonzovalivitch has taken over and marshaled a cadre of psionic soldiers to topple the West and restore the empire that was once Russia. His head of psi-ops is Dr. Georgi Boshtov, ex-KGB agent and grand-nephew of Rasputin. Needing a new brain to advance their research,their target for capture is Egyptian superpsychic Abdullah Manu. American Rudy Styne, a news reporter for Modern Times Magazine, uncovers the plot only to face skepticism from his boss as he finds to his horror that he may become their next victim. “Mind-boggling,” says psychic extraordinaire Uri Geller. Seifer’s previous work, Wizard: The Life & Times Of Nikola Tesla, has been hailed a “Masterpiece” by best selling author Nelson DeMille.

 

The Back Story

There were two events that sparked the writing of Rasputin’s Nephew. (1) The arrest in Moscow in 1977, of American news reporter Robert Toth by the KGB, for obtaining a paper on telepathy and brain-wave biofeedback, and (2) The shabby treatment superpsychic Uri Geller received from the American press after being tested successfully at Stanford Research Institute and other U.S. military think tanks. Except for the fair front-page coverage in TheNew York Times, practically every other media outlet including the TV networks ABC, CBS & NBC, and also Time and Newsweek, reported the Toth arrest, yet purposefully edited out the topic of the science paper he received!

 

- Rasputin’s Nephew Reviews

 Rudy Styne, ace reporter for Modern Times Magazine.  is trying to locate NTroodr, a master hacker who is threatening to take down the entire Internet. As the story progresses, Rudy keeps running into his look-alike, Rolf Linzman, a successful German businessman, who Rudy will come to find is indeed biologically related to him. So the story has several mysteries including who the master hacker is and who Rudy Styne himself is.

 As Rudy sets on a search for the truth and for his roots, he gets connected the the back story, a sweeping tale in the tradition of Exodus and Captain Corelli’s Mandolin about the Maxwells, a turn of the 20th century Jewish family struggling to build the most prestigious airline in Bavaria. Seifer brings this vital family alive as we watch Elias, the older brother, assimilate into the Christian community to advance his little empire, as Simon, his younger brother, master pilot, races such other early aeronauts as Bleriot, Sopwith and Garros. But greater forces intervene, and Simon finds himself caught up in the Great War flying for the Fatherland, fighting the very men he raced with the Red Baron, Herman Göring, later day Nazi leader, and Ernst Udet, Germany’s greatest surviving flying ace.

Crystal Night continues from Doppelgänger, following the story of the Maxwells, a German Jewish family trying to maintain their small elite airline through the onset of the Nazi period and WWII. Since Elias Maxwell knows Herman Göring from before the Great War, he has an “in” which helps him avoid the fate of so many other Jews until Göring can no longer protect him.

            The modern story continues Rudy Styne's search for his biological parents as he also tries to find who NTroodr is, as this  master hacker still threatens to take over the world wide web. In the hands of this master story-teller, Crystal Night remains a gripping read with a satisfying conclusion.

 

 

Review:    “I rush through supper to get comfortable on the sofa with The Book. I just can’t put it down.”

         Gloria McMurrough, octogenerian who visited Germany as a child during the time of the Nazi period.

Handwriting expert and Holocaust survivor,  Jacob Bruno has his life take a fateful turn on a routine case when asked to restrict testimony, yet swear an oath to God to tell the whole truth. Conflicted, the old graphologist takes on the haughty Judge Wellingham and pays a big price, put in jail for contempt of court.

In covering this lightning rod case, Modern Times ace reporter, Rudy Styne, expects it to become a cover story,  when out of nowhere, a nine-year-old up and coming ice skater and cover-girl darling, Jay Jay Martin, is kidnapped from her home in Bountiful Utah. With a hundred reporters flocking to the state, and the court story pushed to the back burner, Rudy requests to join the herd, particularly when it is revealed that there is a ransom note implicating the ice skater’s father, corporate megastar, Skipper Martin. Who else would be best to compare the father’s handwriting to the ransom note than Jacob Bruno?

Marc Seifer has constructed a dizzyingly complex tale which involves a love affair between Max Minkowski, a palm reader, and a young graphologist and Jacob Bruno protégé Sarah Calloway. This story takes the reader to an incest cult atmosphere in Utah, to a psychic troupe touring the Northeast and back to New York City where Jacob Bruno is involved in another forgery case that leads to manslaughter.  Can Rudy Styne find the kidnapper or solve the murder? Will the hit man kill again or get off scott free? Find out in FATE LINE: A Graphological Murder Mystery.

SOON TO BE PUBLISHED

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