What do you do, when you are the only person in the world, who can save the life of stranger?
This Thanksgiving-Hanukah-Christmas Season series is essentially a serialized book, which is an eyewitness account of late 20th century history. The individual parts of this series are much longer than standard The Americas Revealed articles, because they are chapters in a book. Chapter Three is the longest and most important chapter. It is text that anyone interested in the recent past should read. Many aspects of the recent history of the United States are already being obscured in order to change future history books. The contents are not suitable for children or adolescents under 16.
The heroine is a beautiful, talented, borderline genius, French Pop Singer and actress, who is one-fourth Mexican Indian. At the age of 27, she is apparently a multi-millionaire, but has virtually no control over her life. She has seen her status devolve into essentially being a prostitute for her government and major international corporations.
On December 15, 1990, Vivi and I meet at a party for upper echelon administrators of the National Geographical Society and Smithsonian Institute. In France it is perfect acceptable for teenagers and adults to lavish public displays of affection on someone they like at a party. It is not acceptable among Washington’s elite. Eventually, the hostess suggests to Vivi that we remove ourselves to the guest room, where we can get to know each other privately. While standing in the snow on the patio and then in the guest room, Vivi tells me the story of her life. I don’t remember some details and left out others to help conceal her true identity. However, enough details remain for the reader understand those times.
Vivi’s life is essentially a metaphor for what happened to many thousands of young women and some men from the 1930s until around 2010. Many died when relatively young. The media led you believe that their deaths were inevitable because of personality flaws. However, Vivi knew of many, such as Marilyn Monroe, who were murdered because they knew too much or were past their prime and no longer useful. Vivi’s time to face this fate came through no fault of her own at age 27.
Two weeks before I met her, a horrific crime was committed against Vivi by a prince in the Royal Family of Saudi Arabia. Because Saudi Arabia is a major trading partner with France, the perpetrator was not punished and the victim was whisked away from public sight then drugged into a stupor. A government doctor prescribed heavy doses of three drugs, which were known even in 1990 to cause happy, mentally healthy people to commit suicide without any warning.
After at least seven glasses of wine, Vivi divulges to me that she attempted to kill herself the previous night, but didn’t go through with it. Actually, she did and probably was clinically dead for 15 to 20 minutes before the damage to her body was repaired by . . . an angel? . . . and her soul re-entered her body. One of the traits of this “murder by prescription” drug cocktail is that the victim goes into an auto-hypnotic state, in which the conscious mind is unaware of what the rest of the brain and body are doing. Since those drugs are still in her body, I have no doubt that within minutes or a few hours after she returns to her hotel room, the demons within her will permanently kill her. What can I do?