Category: Memoirs of James Pate Williams Jr

I stepped out of my Ivory Tower into the world of the disenfranchised, downtrodden, and chronically poor on Valentine’s Day, Friday February 14, 2015. My menace to males’ girlfriend and myself went through my small remaining inheritance of approximately $80,000 in AFLAC stock in 2012 and 2013. I had a small income of around $16,000 a year beginning in September 2011 as an adjunct instructor in Information and Computer Technology at West Georgia Technical College mainly the LaGrange, Troup County, campus. Now due to my abnormal brain chemistry I am one of the fortunate sometimes insane members of our society to draw a “crazy check” (Social Security Supplemental Income) of $783 USD per month. I don’t see how I am supposed to live on that small federal stipend. I can’t get back on the Housing Voucher Program (formerly known as Section 8) that the Georgia Department of Community Affairs administers for the federal Department of Housing and Urban Development. Now I must pay all the $550 per month for my one-bedroom studio apartment. I also am not on Supplemental Nutrition Program (SNAP = Food Stamps) which is usually about $192 USD for a month. Ageism, etc. have gotten me into the vice grip of the chronically underemployed and unemployed.

Thanks,

James Pate Williams, Jr.

Bachelor of Arts Chemistry LaGrange College 1979

Bachelor of Science Computer Science LaGrange College 1994

Master of Software Engineering Auburn University 2000

Doctor of Philosophy Computer Science Auburn University 2005

Gratis Open Source Computer Software Developer Since Summer 1978

1980 – 1983 Graduate Work in Chemistry and Mathematics at Georgia Tech

A Current Website I developed for my friends Wesley “Wes” and Missy Cochran:

http://thecochrancollection.com/Home

I have encountered and studied in exquisite detail essentially two types of human females that prey on vulnerable and naïve males: a well sexually trafficked and vengeful drug addicted prostitute and a well-meaning do good, altruistic, caring, and empathetic nurse who willfully abandons the men she is trying to heal. I don’t know which of these aberrant and diametric opposite female set of character traits I like or love best: either kill me with deceit, dishonesty, and denigrate my arts and sciences or feign and pretend to have interests in me beyond a hefty paycheck. I must state this adage of mine and many other humans: Amor Vincit Omnia or in English Love Conquers All.

Thanks,

James Pate Williams, Jr.

Bachelor of Arts Chemistry LaGrange College 1979

Bachelor of Science Computer Science LaGrange College 1994

Master of Software Engineering Auburn University 2000

Doctor of Philosophy Computer Science Auburn University 2005

Gratis Open Source Computer Software Developer Since Summer 1978

1980 – 1983 Graduate Work in Chemistry and Mathematics at Georgia Tech

A Current Website I developed for my friends Wesley “Wes” and Missy Cochran:

http://thecochrancollection.com/Home

Dear Concerned Readers,

A lot of United States citizens don’t realize that Coca-Cola had various amounts of cocaine in its original formula from 1886-1929:

Coca-Cola Used to Have Cocaine in It

https://www.snopes.com/fact-check/cocaine-coca-cola/

I don’t know if the hydrochloride salt or free base of cocaine was utilized. The famous first psychoanalyst Sigmund Freud used the injectable cocaine hydrochloride salt in 1884:

https://www.vice.com/en_us/article/payngv/a-brief-history-of-freuds-love-affair-with-cocaine

http://www.freudfile.org/cocaine.html

Prohibition has never actually done in useful work in the United States. The act of banning a substance or behavior just makes it more prevalent in our country. I like William F. Buckley’s conservative and libertarian stance of legalizing all drugs and have their licensing, manufacture, sales, and taxation be done by our federal government. Such an action would take away the stigma and criminality of  a disenfranchised and ostracized United States much maligned and abused minority. Why aren’t the modern Republicans behind this idea which would render the illicit drug and female trafficking industries impotent in the face of an almost omnipotent United States government.

Thanks,

James Pate Williams, Jr.

Bachelor of Arts Chemistry LaGrange College 1979

Bachelor of Science Computer Science LaGrange College 1994

Master of Software Engineering Auburn University 2000

Doctor of Philosophy Computer Science Auburn University 2005

Gratis Open Source Computer Software Developer Since Summer 1978

1980 – 1983 Graduate Work in Chemistry and Mathematics at Georgia Tech

A Current Website I developed for my friends Wesley “Wes” and Missy Cochran:

http://thecochrancollection.com/Home

Begin Email and my Facebook Post

I owe the whole staffs of our great and caring local Pathways Center Second Season, WellStar West Georgia Medical Center, and Emory Clark Holder Clinic, a humble and thorough apology. I would like to congratulate Doctor G. Ralston Major II, MD who was pivotal in getting my movement towards physical health started as soon as I was incarcerated for my own good and taken off my feet and diseased legs. I accosted Dr. Major while he was having breakfast one morning with his colleagues at Chick-fil-a. Instead of him getting arrogant and angry he asked me to setup an appointment to see him about my bad hereditary and environmental venous reflux disease. I don’t know if we exchanged business cards at that meeting or not, but he is a true real-life saver. Anyway, to move onward with my story of mental and physical rebirth, I was incarcerated for my own good in Troup County Jail on either Wednesday, May 8, 2019, or Friday, May 10, 2019. After a period of either 35 or 33 days, I was transferred to Pathways Center Second Season of LaGrange, Troup County, Georgia. I fought my internment at the mental health facility tooth and nail because I could not see the whole picture until it became crystal clear to me on Monday, December 23, 2019, or 27 days after my release from being in Troup County Jail again from October 17, 2019, to November 26, 2017, a period of 40 days. I was at Pathways Center Second Season for an astounding 127 days which I am sure is a record number of days that anyone had spent in the facility. Everything came together today with my appointment with Dr. G. Ralston Major II, MD at 2:00 PM this afternoon of Monday, December 23, 2019. Afterwards I finally got around to carefully studying my WellStar MyChart. Anyway, my three to five very costly physical visits to the Emergency Department of WellStar West Georgia Medical Center on June 12, June 13, June 25, August 1, and September 6, 2019, were not in vein (no misspelling pun intended). Notice I was in Pathways Center Second Season and not in the Troup County Jail during the dates of my emergency department treatment. I misbehaved like a potty mouthed adolescent when I was physically in the WellStar West Georgia Medical Center. I was treated with great respect and a very firm hand by the staff of the Emergency Department WellStar West Georgia Medical Center. I would like to give a tremendous shoutout to the following prominent female nursing employee of Pathways Center Second Season, Merry B. I could name a good number of other male and female employees of Pathways Center Second Season and the Troup County Jail, but I will let them reside behind a cloak of anonymity. I have an appointment with Dr. G. Ralston Major II, MD on Thursday, January 30, 2020 for a noninvasive venous reflux vein mapping. I hope to make that appointment, but I must go before state court on Monday, January 27, 2020 for my stupid misbehavior of May 8 or May 10, 2019. I guess I should have known better how to act in public!

Thanks,

James Pate Williams, Jr.

Bachelor of Arts Chemistry LaGrange College 1979

Bachelor of Science Computer Science LaGrange College 1994

Master of Software Engineering Auburn University 2000

Doctor of Philosophy Computer Science Auburn University 2005

Gratis Open-Source Computer Software Developer Since Summer 1978

1980 – 1983 Graduate Work in Chemistry and Mathematics at Georgia Tech

A Current Website I developed for my friends Wesley “Wes” and Missy Cochran:

http://thecochrancollection.com/Home

Here is a recent email I sent to CNNTips@cnn.com:

Here is the automated reply:

I guess that means that the Cable News Network has also named me a persona non grata.

I was hospitalized on December 31, 1986 through February 6, 1987 at the Bradley Center on 2000 Sixteenth Avenue in Columbus, GA at a cost of $5,642.00 most of which was covered by my dad’s and mom’s insurance. I had enrolled again at LaGrange College in the Fall Quarter of 1986 in four courses: Introduction to Microcomputer Programming I, Numerical Methods, Analysis I, and Introduction to Special Relativity. Sometime in early November 1986 I started having a break from reality and I quit going to classes. I wound up with D, C, F, and F in my courses, respectively.

In December I started fantasizing again that I was somehow affiliated with the CIA and I could communicate telepathically or via a brain implanted device with headquarters in Virginia via my television. Now the brain implant delusion began to dominate my thinking. Here is how the fantasy went. Sometime in the summer of 1983 the CIA clandestinely implanted a subcutaneous transceiver device in my head. I had the coupled delusion that before the implant operation, which incidentally I fantasized had happened at the Comfort Inn on North Avenue just over the I-85 bridge from the Varsity Drive-In Restaurant, that the CIA had used some sort of advanced scanning device to read my thoughts while I was asleep at the Comfort Inn. I assumed they (the CIA operatives) had used something like a Nuclear Magnetic Resonance (NMR) Spectroscope to perform the brain scan feat. I did not know about MRI at the time and I don’t think the Positron Emission Tomography (PET) scanner had been invented at that time. Anyway, I had the fantasy that when I went to get a CAT (now CT) scan at West Georgia Medical Center in December 1986 that this scan would somehow deactivate the transceiver in brain. I remember that Susan wanted me to get a CT scan since she erroneously assumed that I was a paranoid schizophrenic. I think that Dr. Kratina, my psychiatrist in December 1986, also incorrectly diagnosed me as a schizophrenic. Anyway, mother and father bought that nonsensical bill of goods hook, line, and sinker. I was a bi-polar individual who could easily be misdiagnosed as schizophrenic since I had a history of heavy cannabis sativa and cannabis indica usage as a late teenager, a teenage alcohol problem, and a history of hallucinogenic drug abuse as a young adult. Back to the CT scan. I had drunk beer before with the MD who did the scan at Foster’s Bar and Grill where I worked in the late 1970s and 1980s. It was reassuring that the CT scanner was guided and recorded by a Data General Eclipse minicomputer. I knew the Data General Eclipse line of computers well and I had been programming the Eclipse at LaGrange College off and on, mostly on, since the summer quarter of 1978. Not soon after the scan I had to affirm the blatant lie that “I was a danger to myself and/or others” in order to get into the Bradley Center.

I was in a private room at the Bradley Center without an occupant in the second bed for a while then I had a roommate. About all I can remember about my experience was my tremendous homesickness, the negative side effects of the terrible anti-psychotic drug Haldol and the almost daily walks to a nearby park for exercise.

Sometime after being released from the hospital in 1987, again due to Susan’s recommendation, I started treatment with a neuropsychiatrist in Opelika, Alabama. I think his name was Dr. Sampson. Anyway, he used to smoke cigars I believe. I can remember being really embarrassed about being brought to the appointments by my father with my mother in tow. I was almost thirty-five years old at the time and not driving and still living at home! Well this went on for several months before I became associated with Pathways in about late 1987 or early 1988. Again, Susan was with dad and I when I was inducted into the Pathways Center Mental Health Clinic of Troup County in LaGrange, Georgia.

I recall with some personal satisfaction my heyday of church secular volunteerism from sometime in 2008 to Monday, March 8, 2010. I had lost my job at Durand-Wayland and I needed some form of activity to keep intellectually engaged. I was trained by Holly Britt https://www.linkedin.com/in/holly-britt-45754699/ to run the computer and song lyrics feed for the contemporary worship service named the Morning Glory service. Later Andy Rainey http://www.lagrangefumc.org/welcome/staff/ trained me to use the audio console, but due to lack of practice I never became very adept at sound engineering on First United Methodist Church’s equipment. I do remember that the CD recorder was very delicate and if slightly shaken one could lose a whole service’s recording. In those long forgotten by most of my colleagues I was a “trustee” of the church. I had a smart-card that allowed me virtually all access to the First United Methodist Church of LaGrange, GA. Unfortunately, due to a catastrophic failure to communicate, a couple of concerned church employees had me involuntarily thrown into the Georgia mental Health Gulag Archipelago on Monday, March 8, 2010. First, I was held in captivity at Pathways Center Second Season from Monday, March 8, 2010 until Friday, March 12, 2010. After that I was summarily transferred to Northwest Georgia Regional Hospital in Rome, Georgia, a forensic psychiatric hospital. I languished in that location until Tuesday, April 6, 2010. I was freed from that imprisonment by John Leuken of Pathways Center Mental Health Clinic of Troup County which is near Pathways Second Season in LaGrange, Georgia. After that involuntary imprisonment I was still a “trustee” until I was officially relieved of my smart-card by a female associate pastor in 2010 or early 2011.

I used to tell myself if I ever had to get a “crazy check” (Social Security Supplemental Income), I would commit hara-kiri. Unfortunately, when the time came on February 14, 2014, I failed to have the bravery to make good on my former promise. My parents tried to get me to go onto the federal government’s dole way back in 1989. It is indeed fortuitous that the Social Security Administration’s independently  appointed private psychologist decided I was too sane to get the handout from our not so benevolent governent in that long-forgotten era. See I only had one degree in 1989, a Bachelor of Arts in Chemistry from LaGrange College, three unsuccessful years at Georgia Tech, and approximately eleven years of open source computer software development. The state of Georgia did have the “heart” for me to grovel before that not so benign entity by having me do a year as an indentured servant at the old school New Ventures organization. That really helped further develop my self-esteem, NOT! I just fail to make good on some of my oaths unlike the great computer scientist Alan Mathison Turing or the troubled but brilliant musician and lyricist Kurt Donald Cobain.

In the late summer of 1983 I developed a Trojan Horse program for the Data General Eclipse line of minicomputers. The program was written in Data General BASIC which was a variant of Dayton BASIC (Beginner’s All Purpose Symbolic Instruction Code). The user interface of the program exactly mimicked the logon screen of the Data General Eclipse. The program would capture username and password login combinations and write them to a disk file. Of course, the program was running in my account, so I could not allow the unsuspecting user to logon. I would just simulate failed login attempts. Normally, when you pressed the “Esc” (escape) key while in a Dayton BASIC program, the program would you stop executing and return the user to his login user account. Well Data General’s BASIC has a statement “On Esc Go To #####” where ##### was a line number. I used this statement to keep the user from aborting my program and discovering the logon ruse. I captured a few unsuspecting users’ logon credentials during the test phase of the program. Then I informed Professor Kenneth Cooper of the existence of my Trojan Horse program. We used this program to successfully capture the logon credentials of the system manager Steve Dudley.

Dr. Cooper was so impressed with my Trojan Horse and other security flaws that I discovered in the Data General Advanced Operating System (AOS) Program Manager that he arranged for me to have an interview with the company in its Atlanta office in the fall of 1983. I was still living at my birth-family’s house on 601 Hill Street, LaGrange, GA with my mother and father. I was not driving at the time and Atlanta is about 70 miles northeast of LaGrange. Dr. Cooper volunteered to take me to the interview. The day of the interview we stopped at an International House of Pancakes Restaurant in Atlanta. I had never eaten at an IHOP before that day. I was interviewed by a male individual whose name I have long forgotten. I remember the interviewer had attended Georgia Tech as a math major in graduate school and he had not finished like I failed to finish in chemistry as a graduate student in the period 1980-1983. He showed me a copy of the Data General macro-assembly language source code for the Data General Eclipse Program Manager. He asked if I would like to have the copy. I immediately and emphatically stated “Yes”. Well right about that point he was conveniently called out of his office leaving me alone with the source code and my briefcase.  I proceeded to load the two-inch high printout into my briefcase. In retrospect, this could have been a loyalty test to see if I would take Data General source code out of the facility. I think the interviewer left his office, so he would have plausible deniability about the whereabouts of the source code. Anyway, I was never a truly serious candidate for the job due to my home living conditions and the fact that I was not driving at the time. Also, Data General was trying very hard to transition from a minicomputer manufacturing company to a personal computer builder and seller. I saw the writing on the wall that the company could never compete efficiently in that marketplace. The company struggled on to 1999 but was never very successful with its portable computer that was introduced in 1984.

In late 1983 and early 1984 I started thinking about ways to become a superuser on the Data General Eclipse system without using a Trojan Horse or a direct attack by patching the operating system’s Program Manager. I remembered that in the corner of the physics laboratory at LaGrange College was a little bricked off enclosure that housed alpha, beta, and gamma radioactive emitters. Well the only thing I needed for a normal user to transition to a superuser was to change one bit in the memory image of the profile of the user. I got to thinking that if I could cause a limited cascade of multiple bit errors in the memory word containing the superuser flag bit that the ECC (Error Checking and Correction) hardware of the minicomputer could not correct then I might have a chance changing from a normal user state to a superuser state. I performed a thought experiment where I would expose the semiconductor memory chips to some form of radiation to induce the desired transition. I never carried out a real experiment because the minicomputer was a $250,000 system and I could perhaps cause serious damage to the machine. In retrospect, I think a gamma ray emitter with a collimated lens would have been best hope of causing the desired cascade a multiple bit memory errors.