Wealth Warning!

Before long America was beginning to chase Gary Martin Beaver.People said he should carry a “wealth warning”.Everyone who met him came away the poorer. Damn those government institutions! Couldn’t they see he was just trying to be a business entrepreneur?
By now Gary had fallen out with many “ex” partners, businesses had come and gone,and everywhere bills had been left unpaid.This wasn’t a major problem though,the accounts were not in Garys name. Second hand car dealing had taught him a lot.
In the following few years,Gary stuck to the same business pattern,well,it worked,so why re-invent the wheel?
Cash always flowed in the GMB direction,and in no other.
Many other countries followed in the footsteps of America.Businesses flourished and died in them all.Then an interesting thing happened. He met some people involved in various mystical organizations who were very wealthy,and very influential.This needed to be investigated! Gary smelled money on the horizon! If only he could be just like them.A new plan was forming in Garys mind.After all,Gary wanted to be,respected,looked up to,and admired,envied even! Yes,if only he had been born into a family of sound social standing,like these people,instead of a grotty council house environment.
But wait a minute,you could actually be anyone you liked if you really wanted too couldn’t you.Mmmm.
Gary spent the whole of that night frantically bashing away at his computer.His dreams of wealth may soon be realized----.

Media,Media,Media!

The new job and the new culture wholly agreed with the new look Gary Beaver.He soon had credit cards,money in the bank,a rented condo,a flash car with a V8 engine,what more could he ask?
Well,somehow it just didn’t seem enough.The big world wide web was calling--.
Gary set up his own Media Agency.This was a style of name he really liked.Media Agency,Mmmm, sounded a bit like Reuters or Saatchi & Saatchi.Carried clout,kinda conjured up visions of an empire,Newspapers,Radio,TV,Magazines,MEDIA,it shouted “successful”right at you! Garys silver-tongued plausibility was pretty much honed to perfection by this time and Gary had little difficulty in persuading a suitably submissive investor to become a partner in his first,of many new ventures.
Unfortunately,as was to become the pattern from that point on,Garys Media Agencies didn’t last too long.Gary had learnt it wasn’t wise to get too involved with things like paying income tax or VAT.Bills were just a blessed nuisance.It was far easier to put the business ventures in the partners names,leaving Gary “room to manouvre”.He insisted on being the sole signatory on the cheque book though,this was most important!

Forging the Way Ahead.

The years passed and Gary was enjoying life.His skills at the computer where by this time reaching the stage whereby he could offer his services as a computer consultant .Computing had become a huge industry with great demand for skilled operators.Gary decided it was time to branch out.He had ripped off quite a few people in the car trade by now,and it was time to move on.He had seen an ad for such a vacancy on an American website.
Gary fabricated himself a few bogus diplomas and wrote himself a glowing C.V.He set up a couple of websites that matched his “work history”on the C.V.so that any future employer could receive suitable references.Sure enough,a few weeks later and Gary was off to start a new career in America as a website designer!
Hey,this was a whole lot easier than he ever imagined! Look out America----.

The Learning Curve.

Bon Jovi was enjoying a number one hit song “Livin on a Prayer”,the year was 1987,and Gary Martin Beaver was about to launch his new lifestyle, little did he know that one day he too would end up “livin on a prayer.”
Gary now spent most of his time in his bedroom learning the ropes on his new asset,the computer.This would turn out to be a turning point in his life.He was hooked on the new technology,and was learning fast.
He continued with his dreary old day jobs,but couldn’t wait to rush home at night and fire up his trusty Sinclair zx80.
The new technology of home computing took the world by storm, and the Japanese and Americans manufacturers were soon speedily advancing the frontiers.If you didn’t keep up you quickly became a dinosaur!
Mom grew tired of her son spending all his money on the latest computer equipment,he hadn’t contributed to the household in months,and money continued to disappear from the biscuit tin.She decided to send Gary to southern Ireland where a large part of the family lived.
They were all of,shall we say,the travelling fraternity.Garys relatives in Ireland mainly earned their living selling second hand cars,and not very good quality ones at that.This turned out to be rather a bonus for Gary,as it gave him the golden opportunity to learn what the Irish call the “gift of the gab”.This was to stand him in good stead in later life.Gary quickly learned if you could sell sand to the arabs you would always have some folding money in your back pocket.Ducking and diving became the order of the day! Garys new skills at selling bangers soon afforded him the very latest computer equipment,and life was beginning to look good----.

A New Invention.

Six years dragged by,mostly spent in dead-end jobs stacking shelves and washing dishes.Garys despondency grew ever deeper.What was he to do?
Mom was very unhappy with her growing boy,he constantly dipped his fingers into her purse while she slept.(This was later to become a career.) He lied and cheated like it was second nature,and the police were constantly at the door.He simply couldnt be trusted.Mom sent Gary to stay with relatives,but within days they washed their hands of him,and returned him homewards.Things were going missing in the house and money too!
Then a strange thing occured,Gary came home one night carrying a large cardboard box.
Where did you steal that cried Mom! I dont want the Police here again tonight!
By this time Gary had learned the art of "plausability",look Mom I saved up the money really I did!
The box contained a thing called a computer.It was a DIY solder together kit,and a new invention.
The blurb said it would take you to places that Gary had only ever dreamed of,it was called the World Wide Web----.

The Early Years.

Gary never had much time for a subject called "hard work"it simply wasnt his style.No there had to be an easier way.Most days Gary skipped school,forging a suitable note from Mom for teacher on his rare days of attendance.He wasnt very popular in those days due to his "Im better than you" attitude,he was forever short of decent clothes and the other kids made life pretty tough for him.Gary was never a fighter and preferred to run away from his problems,confrontations were definately not his bag.
Gary flunked his exams big-time,and Mom decided it was time Gary went out into the big wide world and earn a living,and so at the age of sixteen Gary was in for a rude awakening.He was going to have to do some "hard work",or was he----.

Gary Martin Beaver & the Holy Grail.

PREFACE.
This blog is about a simple youth who grew in later life into a successful serial crook,conman and fraudster.He is still plying his trade to this very day, as you read this story.The culmination of the story is his involvement in a multi million pound scam that involves many different countries and many different people.They range from bogus "Archbishops" to "Titled" individuals.
It is a long and winding tale and will take some time to tell,but believe me its well worth the wait----!

HERE begins the tale of a man born as Gary Martin Beaver,who decided at a very early age in life that mediocrity wasnt going to suit his future lifestyle.
He discovered in early youth that people with titles and diplomas gained respect and position.Gazing from afar he noted in his mind that people fawned over Lords,Ladies and landed gentry.
Coming from a broken family as he did,his father having abandoned married life and his family before Gary gained puberty.
He spent his formative years locked in his bedroom after school scheming about the way ahead,and his revenge on life.He had a plan!