This is a true and accurate copy of the letter that I sent to Keith Alan Raniere.
Keith Alan Raniere # 57005-177
MDC Brooklyn
Metropolitan Detention Center
P.O. Box 329002
Brooklyn, NY 11232
Dear Keith;
I hope this letter finds you well and in good spirits. Hopefully, your incarceration is giving you ample time to reflect on your life and how you came to go from being a Vanguard, with scores of adoring women, to become an inmate in federal prison, having been denied bail, and awaiting trial on felony charges that may land you in prison for the rest of your life.
It is ironic, for where you sit today, is just where you wished for me to be, and tried to accomplish. But, of course, I was always smarter than you, Keith, and frankly I knew when you attacked me – using Clare Bronfman to perjure herself to get a criminal indictment against me – that I would have to whoop you. You never had a chance.
Of course, the reason for that is I had the truth on my side and you, as usual, were dealing in lies. Still, Keith, I always looked at you as kind of a kid brother – not quite so bright – but sort of bright somewhat – and I always felt I could teach you quite a bit.
I hope you are learning your lessons.
In any event, I would like to visit you in prison to discuss what happened to you, and, if you like, how I think you can rectify your deeds to harm other people. I am happy to try to help you and also happy to make this an on-the-record interview, or, if you prefer, it can be off-the-record. I will also be happy to explain why I wrote more than 1,800 articles about you – and discuss why you blame me for your current woes – when in fact, I submit to you, you are the sole cause of your present troubles.
I can only visit you at MDC, if you place me on your visiting list and I have been cleared by the BOP. So Keith, my boy, I am requesting – if you like – that you include me among your approved visitors. If you approve, I am prepared to fill out the required questionnaire and release form for BOP.
According to the BOP, “In most cases, handshakes, hugs, and kisses (in good taste) are allowed at the beginning and end of a visit.” I suggest, when we meet, a simple handshake, Keith, and not of the NXIVM variety.
Yours sincerely;
Frank Parlato
Frank Parlato 
Janine Morrison 
J.J. O'Hara 
Richard Luthmann 
Marie White 
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Can we the public find out who has visited Vanguard? Would be very interesting to see who has visited him
Nice post, Frank. I especailly like all of the others trying to be funny after you’ve already made the sarcastic point and the punchline.
Correction: especially.
I like the fake Scott. He is an entertaining antidote to the real Scott.
I second Just Sayin’s sentiment.
To Watching Scotty Grow, who claims to like the real Scott: there’s only one person on this forum who likes Scott, and that’s Scott. So hi Scott *waves* You’ve been obsessed with Amway one way or another for 25+ years. It cost you $100K+, not including lost wages due to not finding another career, plus any dignity you may have ever had.
Go find a new hobby, Scott. We don’t want you here.
You are my new hobby.
I am the ORIGINAL fake Scott Johnson. This clown who posted this message above is an imposter who began imitating my fake postings several days ago, and just PRETENDS to be the fake Scott. As for the ORIGINAL “REAL” Scott Johnson, last I heard was that he got lost in a zoo, mistaken for a baboon, and was locked up in a cage with other baboons where he now feasts on baboon boogers.
Frank, I would be glad to delete the fake Scott Johnson’s comments for you.
How DARE YOU use my good name! I am the REAL SCOTT JOHNSON. I have poop in my adult diapers and I will POOP ON YOU TOO!
I did work undercover at Scamway for 4 years because the CIA told me so. They give me instructions thru my implants.
I turn to Channel 10 at night (that’s Channel 00 for DirecTV subscribers) and get instructions from the static man.
I was on anti-psychotic meds for a bit. Then I got better and stopped taking them. Now I am totally cured. The Static Man even says so. LOL
Frank, ban this imposter. I would be happy to help you in this regard. Do it NOW!
I have been cleaning up this forum a bit by deleting the fake Scott Johnson postings as well as the Snott Johnson postings. Then, I realized the problem isn’t the fake Scott Johnson, it’s the “real” Scott Johnson.
You wish!
You are exactly right.
Thank you, there was never any doubt that I’m right.
Be sure to wear your tin foil hat when watching the static man, fake Scott!
In Medieval times with its master/slave sexist practices Vanguard emulates, up through just the last century, a man who refused to acknowledge and accept a challenge to a “dual” lost all respect, dignity and honor.
It will be interesting to see if Mr. Parlato’s cordial offering here to face off with Mr. Vanguard is met with cowardice or courage on Vanguards part.
Perhaps Vanguard will engage his usual strategy and put one of his slave girls to the task of a prison meeting with Parlato instead?
Frank is clearly the victor and the better man. Keith is a coward and has always been a coward.
Frank, if you get the interview please, please take your own hand sanitizer with you!! For the love of God do not allow the Vanguard to kiss you…anywhere!!
It’s ridiculous that Frank is smarter than Keith. Keith is one of the worlds top three problem solvers. Frank is probably not even in the top 100. It’s just so stupid!
Who are the other two problem solvers in the world Pea? In order please.
According to Pee Onher the other two great problem solvers are Clare Bonfman and Allison Mack
OMG! Now that is too funny!!
Keith is tied with Marilyn Savant and Henry D. LaRue. They all scored the highest in the Mega IQ test. Again Frank is not smarter than Keith. Keith is often said to have a 240 IQ but on Keith’s last IQ test taken in 2017 he scored 400. Keith said Frank’s IQ is not even 200.
I have a hard time telling if you’re a true believer or if you’re just trying to trick us all into thinking that, playing a higher game, if you will (which would be really interesting, if so).
If you are a true believer, however, your critical thinking skills need some work. I don’t know what Keith’s (or Frank’s) IQ scores are, and it doesn’t matter. I work with a lot of highly intelligent people at a prominent university; it means virtually nothing. You can be very smart in some ways but still be very stupid in others. Being smart doesn’t make you a moral or ethical person. It doesn’t mean you’re going to make smart life choices. And it’s never a good idea to put another human on a god pedestal. I don’t care if it’s the Dalai Lama or Oprah Winfrey. It’s not good for them (power corrupts), and it’s not good for us. You can respect someone for their gifts, but don’t allow yourself to become enthralled with them. Don’t give away your personal power or your ability to think for yourself.
I want to know what great problems he solved. Did he find a cure for cancer? Has he found a general mathematical theory behind the Yang-Mills theory with an explanation for the mass gap? (In which case he ought to be claiming the Millennium $1,000,000 prize – might help with court costs) Has he discovered a method for achieving world peace? (or was that what Rainbow Cultural Garden was supposed to do?)
Looks like he solved the issue of having a large amount of money, sex, and personal gratification available to him without having to do any real work. Guess he’s got to tackle the issue of how to do all that from prison now…
Yu r sow write.
Pee Onyu:
A story about your brave and heroic friend Allison which you should read.
Crazy Days and Nights: Is Allison ‘Pimp’ Mack trying to pimp herself out?
https://frankreport.com/2018/08/17/102763/
Seems to me that Frank solved a problem involving a criminal sex cult in upstate NY. Your precious Vantard got his balls kicked from the back of his ass to the top of his head on that one.
Flowers likes posting under the name Scott Johnson. Look at the writing style, they’re the same person.
you are really struggling with this boycott thing, aren’t you Lauren. Just cant without attention?
That’s really in poor taste. You won the fight, there’s no need to gloat; there is such a thing as a poor winner.
Yeah I ageee it’s in poor taste but Frank didn’t win the fight. Not yet. It’s not over until the skinny woman sings.
Oh, those skinny women are singing alright. Singing like canaries in a mine that’s about to explode! But the verse goes: It ain’t over ‘til the fat lady sings. Look out!
Who is the skinny lady about to sing for Keith Raniere?
Allison Mack on a 500 calorie per day diet?
Actually, Jim, I would agree with you in general, but this situation is different. NO ONE is the winner here. Frank and others have been unjustly subjected to years and years of harassment through civil litigation – people’s lives have been ruined, financially and otherwise. Raniere has committed the most despicable acts against those in his orbit. Did you know he wanted Toni Natalie imprisoned, raped and killed? I don’t think Frank sending a letter like this (which is full of truths, by the way), is in poor taste. It is actually relatively polite, considering it was sent to a world class scammer, sociopath, liar, thief, hypocrite, rapist, manipulator, and sex addicted woman-hater.
If VanDouche is a sociopath, and the way he has misbehaved for decades supports such a diagnosis, then this letter is just schadenfreude for a sociopath’s conception of life, which they view as a series of game which have winners and losers. So Mr. Parlato could have taken the higher ground, but he’s not on any lower ground, nor in poor taste with his satire.
I would pay damn good money to see this…
OMG. That’s great! But he’ll never answer that.
I would so love to hear Keith’s reply to this letter😁
Although German freediver, Tom Sietas, is said to have held his breath underwater for 22 minutes and 22 seconds, I would not attempt to beat Tom’s time by holding your breath until Vanguard replies to your rather tantalizing offer.
However, I do think that you and Keith should definitely become pen pals. There is so much potential for reminiscing about the halcyon days of NXIVM, when you, the Bronfmans, the Salzmans, Pam Carfitz, and Keith were all one big happy NXIVM family. If Keith agrees to write to you, you could share all of his vague ideas and comments with the rest of us.
Even if Keith were to just talk about what quotidian life in prison is like, that would be better than having no news from Vanguard. Does he have a cellmate? Does he get along with his cellmate? How does he like the food? How many pairs of shoes has he worn-out pacing? What is his sex-life like these days? Has he gotten much fan mail? Does he have to sleep with the lights on? What sort of privileges does he have? The questions could be endless. Readers could also pose questions. Who knows what wisdom-pearls Keith may cast forth to us? After all, Keith’s evil conspiring mind is a lot like a dump of toxic waste. The poor bastard must be going out of his overactive-twisted-criminal mind with boredom!
Frank, I’m glad you sent the letter. It is true you are poking the bear, but deserves every single bit of it, and more. Bravo!
I wonder if anyone besides lawyers are visiting him.
I don’t think any kisses with the Vanguard were in good taste.
Don’t poke the bear too much! His rage at you daring to claim he is not as smart as you might just drive his blood pressure up to the point of no return. No martyrs for the cause – let him get to trial and get the sentence he deserves! Even if you get an interview someday, somehow – all he’ll spew are lies.
Frank, If Keith’s lawyers nix an interview before trial offer to do the interview after the trial and verdict.
Good idea.
Thank you.
I could never imagine Raniere’s high priced attorneys, paid for with Clare’s money, allowing Raniere to talk to the media before trial.
I’ll offer to serve as a referee between Keith, his attorneys and Mr. Parlato. His attorneys will agree to this because it will generate more billable hours, plus they will get to meet ME, the SUPER DUPER SCOTT. LOL!
I am a fan of the fake Scott and his (or her) repartée.
I like the real Scott.
I like me, too.