Team Kimberlin Post of the Day


When Brett Kimberlin began his use of lawfare to try to silence truthful reporting about him, his past, and is current activities, multiple witnesses to his past started popping up. Seven years ago today, I published #BrettKimberlin, Insignificant @$$#0!3!! a post about one of several common acquaintances I have with The Dread Deadbeat Pro-Se Kimberlin.

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Mrs. Hoge received her B. A. from Indiana University in 1977. One of her college friends has stopped by to visit for a few days. While talking with our visitor at supper this evening, I found out that she knew Brett Kimberlin during her time in Bloomington and Indianapolis. She remembers him as an “insignificant @$$#0!3!!”

Funny how more and more of the past is coming back to life.

The truth is out there.

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BTW, our visitor hadn’t heard about Kimberlin since his false narrative about being Dan Quayle’s dope dealer appeared in Doonesbury in 1992. She was surprised to learn that he’d been paroled, but not surprised that he’d had a parole revocation.

None of our mutual acquaintances from Indiana speak favorably of Kimberlin.

Team Kimberlin Post of the Day


Brett Kimberlin is a liar and not a very good one. That’s not only my opinion. It’s shared by essentially everyone who’s investigated his tall tales and false narratives. I began writing about Kimberlin in May, 2012, and it wasn’t long before I developed my own sources of information on his mendacious past. Seven years ago today I published this post about #Brett Kimberlin and Dan Quayle and Lies.

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This morning, I got a phone call from a friend who has had a rather interesting life. Back in his hippie days, he and his wife were traveling across the country. During that trip, they stopped in Bloomington, Indiana, to crash with one of his ex-girlfriends. This happened around Thanksgiving in 1972.

While they were staying there, they were introduced to a young kid who was dealing drugs named Brett Kimberlin. My friend remembers the name, and he recognized Kimberlin’s picture when he saw it some years later during the Speedway Bomber era.

My friend and his wife were also present when Marilyn Quayle dropped by to introduce her new husband. (The Quayles were married on 18 November, 1972.) Apparently, my friend’s ex and Mrs. Quayle were friends. It was clear to my friend from the way the introductions went that this was the first time that the Quayles and Kimberlin had ever met.

Brett Kimberlin claimed that he sold dope to Dan Quayle on multiple occasions from 1971 to 1973. If what my friend tells me is true, and I have no reason to doubt him since these and other details of his story check out with other sources, Brett Kimberlin lied about Dan Quayle. That conclusion is also consistent with the DEA’s investigation of his claims.

So we have a convicted perjurer caught in another lie. Whoda thunk it?

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The Gentle Reader may wonder how I was able to find such a connection so quickly. It was pure luck. You see, I used to live in Indiana, and in the late ’70s I was courting the young lady who became Mrs. Hoge while she was a student studying audio production at Indiana University and working in the music scene in Bloomington. As a result, I know some very interesting people who were in Central Indiana during the late ’70s.

Facts are stubborn things.

Team Kimberlin Post of the Day


I’ve been writing about the past and present activities of Brett Kimberlin and his band of followers/cohorts/enablers for over six years now. The story started out weird and has gotten progressively stranger. This post titled An Interesting Coincidence re #BrettKimberlin ran six years ago today

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We didn’t pick up yesterday’s mail until we were coming in from church this morning. Mrs. Hoge handed me a package that turned out to contain a copy of Citizen K: The Deeply Weird American Journey of Brett Kimberlin. A friend finally got me a personal copy via a used book seller.

The book has one of those clear plastic protective jackets that you find on library book, and, sure enough, it’s stamped as being a discarded book from a library. The Monroe County Public Library. In Bloomington, Indiana.

Bloomington is where TDPK was selling drugs when he was a teenager. It’s where the activities that led to his first conviction (for perjury) took place. Bloomington is turning out to be a real source of information. Perhaps some more follow up with personal contacts is in order.

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I’ve found all sorts of interesting sources of information as I’ve turned over various rocks while investigating Brett Kimberlin. I’ve published a great deal about him, but only enough to be able to confirm opinions I’ve expressed about him with publicly available information. Although I haven’t published nearly all the information I have, every thing I’ve written about him has been either a documented fact or a conclusion based on publicly available facts.

But just as Holmes told Watson the the Tale of the Giant Rat of Sumatra is a story for which the public is not yet ready, some things must still be handled with discretion.

Still, everything is proceeding as I have foreseen.

Team Kimberlin Post of the Day


I’m not the only person who views The Dread Deadbeat Prevaricator Kimberlin as a liar. Mark Singer, the author of Citizen K, Kimberlin’s authorized biography, believes he was lied to by his subject. The TKPOTD from five years ago today deals with one of the lies Singer caught. It relates to Kimberlin’s drug dealing in Bloomington and his perjury conviction. As you’ll see below, my own research verified Singer’s.

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Brett Kimberlin got caught lying to a federal grand jury and wound up convicted of perjury. He was asked about his dealing LSD to a two guys named John Buckley and David Pacific. He claimed, based on the fact that the Indiana State Police had busted Buckley and Pacific for attempting to operate a lab to produce psilocybin, that they were making LSD.

During a July, 1972, sentencing hearing for a cocaine bust while he was a juvenile, Kimberlin was asked:

Q. Did you ever sell any LSD to David Pacific or Jenkins, John Jenkins?
A. No, I wouldn’t be selling it to Pacific or John Buckley because they are the ones that had the laboratory, they are the ones that made it all. If I was to do anything I would get it from them. That’s my answer.

He repeated that testimony in October before a grand jury. A second grand jury was convened, and it indicted Kimberlin for perjury. He was convicted.

Through the years, Kimberlin has claimed that Buckley and Pacific lied about him as part of a deal with the feds. When he was working with his biographer Mark Singer, Kimberlin claimed that Cody Shearer, one of the people who had helped him promote his tale about selling marijuana to Dan Quayle, had confronted Buckley and Pacific and that they had acknowledge lying. When Singer checked with Shearer, Shearer said that he had never discussed LSD or perjury with them.

Beginning at the bottom of p. 316 in Citizen K, Mark Singer writes:

Sifting through this heap of mendacity , I asked myself whether Kimberlin lies for sport or whether an assortment of small lies coalesced into a gang of tar babies that encircled him. When I first heard about Pacific and Buckley, they amounted to an interesting brick in my wall; their role in Kimberlin’s life never rose to a sinister level. Ultimately, they signified his willingness to stay wedded to a falsehood despite black-and-white evidence to the contrary. My metaphor metamorphosed. The Pacific-Buckley factoid—the news report of their arrest, along with Kimberlin’s claim of their perjury to frame him for same—was no longer a constructive brick but one of many blind turns in a labyrinth of misinformation.

Or to put it more simply: Brett Kimberlin tells lies, and he seems to do so even when he knows there is documentary evidence proving him a liar.

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I was able to confirm Singer’s findings via my own personal contacts from Bloomington.

I began dating Mrs. Hoge just as she was finishing her degree in Audio Production from Indiana University in Bloomington. While she was in school, she worked part-time doing audio work at various music venues around Bloomington, often working for the sound company owned by David Pacific. I wound up meeting both Pacific and Buckley during visits with Connie almost 40 years ago. One day, it may be useful to share more of what I know through my Bloomington connections.

#BrettKimberlin, Insignificant @$$#0!3!!


Mrs. Hoge received her B. A. from Indiana University in 1977. One of her college friends has stopped by to visit for a few days. While talking with our visitor at supper this evening, I found out that she knew Brett Kimberlin during her time in Bloomington and Indianapolis. She remembers him as an “insignificant @$$#0!3!!”

Funny how more and more of the past is coming back to life.

The truth is out there.