Janis Nelson, Pulitzer Psychic, Palm Beach Soothsayer Janis Nelson, Pulitzer Psychic, Palm Beach Soothsayer

Vol. 1, No. 1

Janis Nelson, Pulitzer Psychic, Palm Beach Soothsayer

Sunday, December 17, 2017

Dismissed, 1987

Reviewing Palm Beach Post and Miami Herald, 1987: The many attorneys for the press victoriously filed out of Federal Court, one saying, “News reports could not have damaged Nelson’s reputation because her lifestyle is so offbeat that even allegations involving séances pale compared to reality,” so began for Nelson a lifelong sentence of dismissed yet 100%-proved indisputable libel, following another quote by a Newsweek attorney, “A witch to date throughout history has never won in a court of law.”

Nelson received retractions from all 11 newspapers involved.

Obscure apologies faded on the back pages after accusations on the front pages of blowing an unprecedented three-foot-long black-draped trumpet over a possessed orgy of chanting celebrities, somersaulting into the media soiree a promenade of the bizarre sexual acrobats that rocked and rolled out of Pulitzer Mansion into the cockamamie accusations—tainting Nelson a perverted voyeur, betraying, publicity-seeking sleight-of-hand, when in fact. She was a hunted down by Peter Pulitzer’s Lawyers, a subpoenaed witness who laid her hand on the Bible and under sworn oath told the truth.

Time called Nelson the most damning witness against Roxanne Pulitzer, then apologized for bad reporting.

Hunter Thompson watched on closed-circuit television the 18-day Pulitzer divorce trial, covering the x-rated sexual bonanza for Rolling Stone. In his scathing article, “A Dog Took My Place,” the (Gonzo) journalist—somehow blinded by the prestigious limelight—missed the three-day testimony of the psychic whom the best news in print smeared, from Time to Newsweek, Washington Post, and New York Post.

Around the world lied United Press International and The Associated Press, but Hunter S. Thompson (Gonzo) never heard or saw the pied piper psychic, Baltimore Sun-shone mistress of ceremonies who yanked a pile of naked bodies off of Roxanne Pulitzer, then snatched the big-sex trumpet from the lady of the house and blew the weird, sex-entertained 15 Pulitzer family members and their distinguished guests into supernatural bliss. Proven libel, dismissed, by the gavel-pounding run of Miami Federal Judges—all ruling, Evidence is evidence, undeniable proof staring in them in the judicial eyes, beyond any reasonable doubt. The Pulitzer psychic’s—Janis Nelson’s—life was libeled beyond recognition, a victim of circumstances that should be sacrificed to support the “First Amendment” and the Press’s pursuit of happiness.

    I am left here to ponder that the reason for Nelson’s absence from Thompson’s years and years of obvious obsessions with the Pulitzer divorce relates to the whole Muskie/ibogaine mess. Thompson wrote outright false allegations that Senator Muskie was addicted to the obscure drug ibogaine and the newspapers reported it as fact. Many feel this significantly damaged Muskie’s career. Thompson, I suspect, must have learned his lesson on feeding lies to the press and ditched the Fortune Teller from the extraordinarily popular script, “A Dog Took My Place,” which catapulted the nearly dead-on-arrival icon from the bygone Sixties into superstardom, as it did Roxanne Pulitzer. On the other trumpet, it buried Janis Nelson deep in the grave of her name on the back street of no return.

Nelson received retractions from all 11 newspapers involved.

I came across an article written by a National Enquirer reporter, who aided Thompson through the Pulitzer divorce trial and reported that Thompson was crazed-enthralled with pleasing the rock-and-rollers, rock-and-roll Rolling Stone, and he no doubt did that. I can only assume that Fortune Tellers are not made of hit music kind of stuff, so it spins. This must be the reason Thompson left out of the mix the fly-by-night, long-black-cape, gypsy vagabond, so called by Roxanne Pulitzer’s lawyer and who, according the best news in print, ambushed the Pulitzer divorce and turned upside down Judge Carl Harper.

I’ve had Janis give me advice on several occasions. I initially had trouble reconciling her dead-on predictions. It is as if she has sonar that can warn a submarine captain when he would otherwise ram into a reef. Chilling—her ability to see the future, so I have to wonder: From the get-go, did Janis Nelson perceive the only stone she had to throw into Goliath’s eye was that 25 years later a young law student would take on the convoluted task of Nelson’s dismissed libel suit on technical errors, win the Fordham Law Journal Award, and later be published by Goliath News, “Are Talebearers Really as Bad as Tale Makers?”—exonerating psychic Janis Nelson of the erroneous judicial decisions and exposing this travesty of justice to the public eye. One has to wonder, when you—as I did—discover the uncanny accuracy of this psychic.

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