Madison hated the first White House so much and said exactly that so often
that she was accused of having had a hand in burning it down during the
War of 1812. She always said exactly what she felt and she had not said
anything about burning it down so nobody thought for a second that she
had. Never the less she contacted me and asked me to prepare treason charges
against the person who said either 'she might have done it' or else 'she
helped burn it down'.
statement was vague and reported three different ways, all of them treason
but none would have stood on it's own since there needs to be one statement
heard by two people the same way to make it a treason. Well nobody filed
charges and nobody needed to file charges because the rope was very close
to that man's neck and everyone saw it and closed their lips and never
again said anything bad about Dolley Madison.
Presidents and the Vice Presidents residence
Concerning the content of these pages.*
I don't ever remember
that house being called the 'White House'. I called it my residence or maybe
'the residence' but the name 'White House' reeks of European customs and those customs
were not PC for the time. So I don't recall that name being used. Possibly someone
can inform me of it's name back then.
One of the strangest
Was that people often
visited in order to complain about the neighbors dog. The even stranger part
was that it was a lonely home and I often welcomed the complainers.
This was the first
'White House' and it used to be horrible. First, the circulation was terrible.
In the winter you felt as if you were going to suffocate half the time because
the fire robbed all the air (took the oxygen). If you opened a window to let
in fresh air, no fresh air seemed to come in, but all the heat went out.
was designed for paintings and not for people. Let me explain. We had to establish
that we were a legitimate government and part of it was to show that we were
not savages that lived in stone huts and ate our young. The English told at least the first part of that
Ben Franklin came
up with the solution. Windows were the key. Large panes of glass (over 3"
square) were still fairly expensive even in Europe. Many of the buildings on the Continent
were being modernized to have larger and larger windows as the technology progressed.
So a building was considered more modern, the society more advanced and the
people richer the larger the windows and the more of these there were.
Ben said the easiest
way to overcome the European attitude towards us was to use a lot of large windows
in the buildings, paint pictures of them and mint coins with them on it and
send the information overseas that way. Everyone except Ben thought that was
a flaky idea at best and wouldn't work (except me, George and Ben).
It worked phenomenally
well. By 1795 we had achieved our goal and even impressed small windowed London
(those in the House of Lords were not much longer than a mans thumb). Then we
got ambitious. Our objective changed to having even more windows in our government
buildings until they covered the entire face of all government buildings in
the capital and by so doing, cause the US to be seen as far greater than the
English in the eyes of Europeans. So many of the early government buildings
had lots of windows on the front and none on back or side. You also ended up
with a pretty white house but with horrible ventilation and circulation and
it was a horrible cold in the winter because the air was always so wet.
This was William Stricklands
painting of the White house in
1814, after the War of 1812. The slots on the roof were for cannon in case the
English of French came back.
There were many threats
not the least of which was another invasion and being so close to the river
the they would have had a clear shot of any approaching ships.
What we called
the bad air was another thing wrong with the 'palace' as some called the Vice President's house.
They drained the swamp
for the capital district and all the good land was taken, mostly by Senators
of course, and then someone
mentioned that they needed a place for the vice president to stay. It was just an
afterthought and I am sure they didn't spend more than a penny on it. Such as
we had trained them all to disrespect anyone of too much authority that they
had no interest in paying much for the land.
(This is hard to recall
since I was not involved in any of it but I heard it second hand and I sure never
thought about it even once when I left.)
They found some land
into which all the water from acres around flowed into so it was filled in with
sand that held lots of water** to act as storage. Then they topped it with a
layer of dirt. They built a well lined with rock off to one side which is where
it was the deepest.
Then the well got
contaminated from outhouses and was closed and then filled in with dirt which
ended up a pool of mud because it was fed by the underground water in the sand.***
Then they built the
house over the sand (but not the well) with one inch thick floors and very thick
walls when it should have been the opposite. All the water in the sand had no
place to drain and just festered until it stank to high heavens because of the
contamination and then came up through the floor boards. Since the walls held
all the water that wanted to stay the house seemed like a huge underground
chamber. In addition there was no circulation at all so it was damp in the summer,
then dank in the winter and just plain waterlogged both spring and fall.
Living in that house
was an agonizing slow death.
Later a canal or something
similar was dug nearby and it unplugged the little aquifer under the house that
was pooling all the water and had creating all the problems. Then it all drained
and out went the problems with the water. So it became ok.
Many visitors made
remarks about the molds on the ceiling, they found that those on the walls were
not quite as interesting. Besides the ones on the ceilings gave them an excuse
to lay back which was a finishing school 'no' of the first order of magnitude
as it might stimulate any men that were around.
I thought at the time
that there was a women's plot to find eligible women for the vice-president except I later
on found out that they all took the incentive on their own to come visit. There
was something going around about 'not letting any foreign alliance's take place
with visiting foreign women late at night'. (See this for that answer in detail.) So the young ladies came visiting which was their
pragmatic and realistic approach to limiting that issue. I can tell you it worked
far better with me than any moralizing church crusaders could have done. Thomas
Jefferson never would have bought that agenda.
The phrase that was
flouted most often, even in my company, was that the 'vice president preferred variety
over function' (although that last word sometimes was slightly mispronounced
but I didn't think it was funny since it was a pun that is very wide of the
mark and makes little sense said that way). So the local finishing schools would
send over the girls in their last year just to visit and find out what government
was like and I tried to explain it but that wasn't what they came to meet the
vice president for.
Some of the ladies
that visited, two or more at a time, would converse with each other pretending that I was
out of the room. They tried to mangle the conversation into uncharted lewd areas
using their skills of innuendo combined with observations about the molds on the ceilings. These
girls often competed to see which one, with just words, could damage their own
reputation the most in the shortest amount of time. It amazed me how a few of
these audacious young ladies were so gifted in this area that they could completely
destroy their reputation by the judicious use of less than eight words. And
while using only proper English I might add. Those that spoke French had an
edge in this race to disgrace of course since that language lends itself so
readily to such causes. It is spiked with many words that have multiple meanings,
all of which seem to conflict with their religion directly.
Nothing out of an
ordinary work ever occurred during these visits nor was there ever any suggestion
of impropriety. At least on my part but I am not saying what happened when they
came back without their escort which was stationed outside the room. Plans were never drawn
up, not even once with these young ladies. They showed up anyway as I had no
way of controlling who knocked on my door late at night. Do you think I let them
in? I won't tell you. Let's just say those visitors were a lot nicer and a lot
more fun than the ones that complained about their neighbors dog and I never
turned those people away either..
Why do you think Thomas
Jefferson never remarried after his wife died? This went on even when I moved to the President's Mansion
Even the eccentric
behavior that other people said I had wasn't at all what they thought, as in
His wine bill upon
leaving the presidency exceeded $10,000. As a long-time widower, he cared little
for formal dress and presided over state meals without wearing a "Federalist
wig," and he often greeted his dinner guests in old homespun clothes and
a pair of worn bedroom slippers. THE
Allow me to explain.
president appearing in "old homespun clothes and a pair of worn bedroom
slippers" means that I was not wearing anything and that the president
was with a lady friend. What I should say is that what I was doing with whoever
I was doing it with was more important than dressing for these visitors. I thought
they would have taken the hint and left after dinner. I couldn't get rid of them
for another three hours. I didn't trust them from the start. They were so dumb
that even combining their mental abilities they could not figure out that the
real story was in the president's bed and waiting quite patiently for my return.
Then they got what
they wanted but not what was there, left and went running to the newspapers.
It got printed but it was fluff and I inspected it very closely to ascertain
if there was even a hint of libel involved.
My wine bill upon
leaving the presidency exceeded $10,000 but no mention is made of who drank
that wine. Do you understand this part?
Americans made some
wine but it was with native grapes and the wine usually had a soapy taste so
nobody who was cultured drank that wine. Few men ever drank wine in any case unless
they had lived in France and had acquired a taste for it. American men drank
patriotic whisky but it was very coarse and was stronger than it is today so
most women didn't like it. (100 proof was low average not 90 proof which is the average
Women got thirsty and they drank wine instead
of whisky and they preferred the French wines. In today's money that is about a million
dollars worth of wine and they were not all rare vintages. It was probably about
18,000 bottles and I was not an alcoholic..
The women that Jefferson
entertained also entertained Jefferson right back and almost drank him into
the poor house but there was not a single complaint at all from me or any of
the ladies and that made our meetings nobody else's business at all. That is
only one reason you never heard about any of those women or those affairs.
*These memories are all screwed up
or should I say they got combined with my memories of the Vice Presidents residence
until I realized it just now. I'm embarrassed that it took so long to realize
that I had combined my memories of both the Vice Presidents residence and the
'White House' (It wasn't called the 'White House' back then, however for ease
of association we will refer to it as that). I'll have to unravel this puzzle
of memories when I can. Dolley Madison's statements are split. Some are about
the Vice Presidents residence and some about the Presidents residents. The part
below that about bad air involved my residence when it was kind of in a pit and 1600
Pennsylvania is on a gentle slope with a great view (or it did have a great
view 200 years ago). The mold incidents (and the young ladies) was in the Vice
Presidents house because that was the damp house (also pronounced in anger as
damn house). Also, the kind of casualness that allowed visiting young ladies
to lay on their backs on the sofas to look up at the mold did not exist as often in the
Past life memories are much more
fluid because they are not associated with specific brain cells whose purpose seems to include
but is not limited to providing an effective means of separating, locating and
addressing those memories. Most past life memories are really just one big
fluid mess that you have to figure out using logic.
In your present life you can
not only remember what happened at the office yesterday by using time as a reference
but you can remember events according to what happened. Examples: 'Do you remember
what June did at the office party yesterday?' vs 'Yes, but do you remember that
she did that same thing at three previous offices parties.'
A simile would be that memories of
this life are like having all your family photographs sorted out and stored
in albums based on date with cross referencing. Past lives are pretty much like
all your families photographs are mixed together in one big box and you have
to figure out which ones are associated and during what time period.
The bottom line is that my memories
of those two residences are combined. As the memories become stronger I realize
that the details are different. Like when I recalled my memories on the Alligator
lady page it took place where I lived when there was a boarding house right
across the street but now I don't recall there being a boarding house anywhere
near the 'White House' so at least the first meeting with her occurred at the
Vice Presidents residence. This also provides me another piece of the puzzle
which where to place the event on a time line. So I first met her during my
vice presidency which was 1796-1800.
After you get used to it past life
memories start to form some kind of association and they become more like a
library full of books that are in one big pile whereas present life memories
are a very small library with all the books well organized and shelved according
to the Dewy decimal system.
** They got it half
filled and then they ran out of gravel so they had to use sand, or was it vice
versa. Anyway it was part one and part the other. This is based on information
that I recall from 200 years ago which I obtained second hand and I have no
idea who told the person that I got this information from. The information was mainly given
to my household staff who later told me. Then if I died of mysterious symptoms they would
have sent a doctor around to the neighbors to see if one of them had died of the
same symptoms before they hung my cook for poisoning me. That is how deadly
that house was assumed to be because of the water under it. It was a humiliating
experience to find out that your constituents were so concerned about your cooks
life that it made me wonder if they were going to have the cook poison me and
wanted him to feel as though he was safe doing it. So I had that cook removed
*** I worked hard all
day long for everyone's freedom and that included my own. After the day's work was done my
time was mine. Again it's none of your business and doesn't concern who came
up in the carriage bundled in white furs and perhaps with another girl bundled
in green. And if you pursue it then you are stealing my privacy which is one
of my freedoms for which I will have you up on charges before a magistrate.
Believe this, the felony charges would have stuck.
© 2004-8 John