Many thanks go out to the intrepid Hoaxtead researcher who took the time to watch this episode from HopeGirl’s audio book on YouTube, put two and two together, and shared their findings with us.
Published in December 2015, the video description mentions that this chapter “takes place on a farm in one of the richest and nicest areas of England known as Alfriston in East Sussex….(where) the family is brought into a world of quirky English Illuminati weirdness, MK Ultra style mind control tactics and brain scanning equipment, billionaires in helicopters, Dutch magicians, and sex scandals”.
Something about the mention of Alfriston jogged our researcher’s memory, so they decided to dig a bit further.
In this chapter, which takes place in early 2014, HopeGirl and her family aren’t having much luck with getting their Magic Quantum Energy Machine to work while they’re in Morocco, so they decide to take a wealthy British benefactor up on his offer to host them on his farm in East Sussex.
He visits HG and her merry band of hoaxters in Morocco, and when things go south there, due to an ungrateful engineer realising that the QEG is a crock of shit that will never work and taking it upon himself to “troll” them online, he invites them to Alfriston for what HG calls “the UK build”.
This chap, named “Randy” for purposes of the book (don’t laugh, HG is American and doesn’t realise that this would be the equivalent of naming an American man “Horny”) has told HG that he’d recently split with his wife, who lives in a separate house on the other side of the property. But it’s only temporary, he assures HG. (Yes, we know.)
“Randy”, who we will call “Ray” because we can’t stop giggling at his pseudonym, turns out to be into just about every kind of new age nonsense it’s possible to be involved in. A tall, good-looking retired police officer in his 60s, Ray is described as a “real activist” who spends much of his time attending protests and new age conferences.
Ray is also a “breatharian”, who believes he doesn’t require food or water to survive, but only air. Despite his claims that he didn’t actually need food, HG says, he would indulge from time to time, especially when fish and chips and beer were involved. [Well come ON…who wouldn’t? —Ed.]
Life on the farm
When she gets to England, HG discovers that things are not quite as Ray had described them.
While his 300-acre farm was beautifully situated, the buildings were clustered together, low-ceilinged, and small. And, mirabile dictu, Ray’s ex-wife was not exactly living on the opposite side of the property. In fact, her cottage was mere metres from Ray’s house. HG describes the sleeping arrangements as bizarre: while HG was placed in Ray’s own bedroom, Ray slept in a caravan outside…but each night after lights out, he’d sneak back into the house and spend the rest of the night with HG. Missing his old bed, no doubt.
At one point he hosts a “Faerie Festival” on his property, which boasts a full campground; a tennis club makes use of the indoor tennis court; the Re-set movement holds its gatherings and meetings on the farm; and a group called Band of Brothers holds men’s retreats there, as well.
Ray seems to be involved in many strange activities, HG claims: she refers to attending “strange dance rituals” at which people were encouraged to “dance their feelings away”; and Ray once took her to a party where people danced half-naked and made out in corners. [Good thing she never went to Woodstock —Ed.]
At one point, someone HG calls “Kevin” shows up with his retinue of “angels”: three young, beautiful women who “exude a magical air of self-importance—fancy designer clothes, high heels, too much perfume”. Kevin and the Angels subject everyone involved in the UK QEG
scam project to “mandatory brain scans” which are meant to expose any childhood traumas that haven’t yet been worked through; and they organise a kind of group session in which everyone is required to tell the group all their innermost feelings, which other group members “challenge” in order to release “blockages” that are supposedly holding up the success of the QEG project. (Yes, we know.)
Worse yet, from HG’s point of view, it seems that Ray is a bit of a ladies’ man: he has other girlfriends, and still goes for morning walks with his ex-wife (soon-to-be-ex-wife? not-really-ex-wife?).
He told me he loved me, that he wanted to be with me and that he didn’t want me to leave, but I left anyway because something in me told me that I really had to leave. Deep betrayal from someone you are vulnerable around is a very hard thing to face. I was blind to it. I didn’t want to see it at the time but over the course of the next few months, as I was safely back home with my parents, I would begin to learn the truth about some of the things that happened in England. First I learned that (Ray) had many other girlfriends at the same time as me. What men don’t realise is that women like to talk to each other. All those women that (Ray) introduced me to at the farm, well I found out that he was having sex with all of them….(Ray) is a conference predator. He goes to new-age conferences to pick up women in vulnerable states and add them to his collection.
He also likes to portray himself publicly as a hero of sorts and was recently found involving himself in the Hampstead Heath case, allegedly speaking out against paedophilia in England. Personally I almost threw up when I saw this hypocrisy.
To add insult to injury,
Ray and Kevin would drop all interest in the QEG almost instantly, and move on to the next sexy free energy project. [‘Sketchy’, shurely? —Ed.]
They had the attention span of a flea. Next they went to Spain, and tried to take someone else’s technology.
Oh, and they poach one of HoaxGirl’s engineers, too. Have they no shame?
Speaking of which, HG eventually decides to write to Ray’s not-so-much-ex-wife, letting her know what happened on the farm, and apologising for her role in it. Shortly afterward, HG says, Ray and the unfortunate Mrs Savage (ooh, did we say that?) were embroiled in a messy divorce. We wonder who got to keep the Faerie Festival?