I have been hostage in this country since 1965.  My forced identity is Mary Valley.  An airplane crashed in Helena, Arkansas in 1965.  A race riot was started by an hermaphrodite Cherry Street Corner prostitute.  The prostitute told the locall KKK killers of that time that it had been attacked and raped by the male black passengers.  All of the passengers were non United States citizens. Most of the passengers were lynched, some were taken away.
    The airplane went down in Helena. It destroyed the downhill school building and came to a stop in Caney Creek.  The Creek was later filled by the government and houses built to conceal the truth. My mother was Laportia Sy.  Her title was Princess Laportia Sy.  I was a very young child in 1965.  I was not found dead at the airplane crash, that is the lie the United States federal government reported to the world.  Another child was murdered and our identities were swapped.  My mother, Princess Laportia Sy was not killed immediately, she was held hostage in Beelzebub Stratton's cellar.  We did not live a good life in the grand democracy.  I was placed with Earnestine Valley to replace her murdered child.  White men took me to the cellar many times.  They took me to their exhibitions.  There is one I will never forget.  There was an exhibition on a train track with my mother, a black African man, and myself.  It was public and there were people everywhere.  The whites made a spectacle lynching of him.  My mother was in a cage and I was tied outside her cage.  Nothing that has been done is a mystery for the federal government, they have known for years exactly what the truth is.