Rathbun got away with impersonating Gandhi, then King Jr., Malcolm X and a few others but when he announced that he was the reincarnation of Martin Luther the crap hit the fan. He dropped that one real quick. But the word has it he is now contemplating he is Marty Rasputin.
He is surveying it out with of his chipmunks to see how it flies. His marketing guru, Steve Hall, is sewing him a cloak and advising that he grow a beard.
Marty Ratputin makes out that there is thousands, tens of thousands, billions and tens of trillions flocking to his camp. Please get real. There’s an inside joke in the squirrel camp that they can manufacture more generalities per day than the media can.
Ratputin’s got a secret—he has a number of deserters in his camp. That’s been a PR flap for him and he’s had to do some PR damage control to maintain stability in his waffling entourage. The word is that Rathputin thinks he’s some messiah and has a bunch of nuts drooling over him.
I found it fascinating to hear what a few of his deserters said he loves to drive in people’s anchor points. He’s a pro at wooing a sucker in and once he’s got their admiration, sympathy and agreement—they’re toast.
To one and all that knew Marty Rathputin, he was always true and still is to his personal integrity of, “covertly and systemically undermining anyone who would expose me.” Show him some admiration and he’s got you. Tick him off and he’ll go berserk on you.
He thinks he is better than anyone—even you!
In his own immortal words:
“To keep enough chaos and threat stirred up in the environment, make myself appear to be a solution to it instead of the instigator of it, and lots of people go down and remain in turmoil while I go unrecognized as the source of it and survive.” – Marty Rathbun