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Loree McBride
Drug Rapes
Brent Spiner
During ST:TNG’s
“A Fistful of Datas”

Jesus Christ discusses Israel (Exodus theme).  Jesus Christ surprises us continually. To hear the Skype transactions between myself, Brent Spiner, Terrance Jenkins and Jesus, go to my videos section.

Date episode was filmed:  September 1992
View “A Fistful of Datas” to see the pain in Brent Spiner’s face, because during filming of this episode Jesuit Loree McBride drugged and raped Brent Spiner, while he dreamed about making love to me.  


When I accepted Christ as my Savior in 1971 at Oxnard Baptist Temple in Oxnard, California, every time the church’s doors opened, I was there, to lose myself in my new life, to allow Christians to teach me how to live out the Bible. I went with Joe Buonassissi (my youth director) and his cute, blonde and perky wife, Ida (who had short, blonde hair), on visitation (where the church went out to visit people to get them to come to church). I sang in the choir and can still remember some of the words to the song “Ye Shall Be Witnesses”, one of my favorite songs that I sang in the choir at Oxnard Baptist Temple in that joy-filled time in my life as a new and excited Christian.

Thus, in California, I made the most important decision of my life (see ~Gail’s Royal Ancestry web page at bottom –about how a German lady found eternal life in my German letters to Vladimir Putin).  Later, when thirty-three, in my Lynnwood, Washington apartment, I’d receive the most important phone call of my life (from Brent Spiner in May 1991), from California.  Destiny seemed to link me with California.  It was in California that Howard Hughes made his first movie that catapulted him to fame.

In December 1993, Brent paid me a personal visit. The Jesuits retaliated in January 1994.  I received a Fed Ex from a Paramount studios woman attorney (a notice of harassment) that forbade me to contact Brent or Paramount studios ever again.  


Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love is better than wine. . .A bundle of myrrh is my wellbeloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts. . .Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I am sick of love. . .It was but a little that I passed from them, I found him whom my soul loveth: I held him, and would not let him go, until I had brought him into my mother’s house, and into the chamber of her that conceived me.  Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins, which feed among the lilies. . .Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, my spouse; thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes. . .How fair is thy love, my sister, my spouse!  How much better is thy love than wine!  And the smell of thine ointments than all spices!  Thy lips, O my spouse, drop as the honeycomb: honey and milk are under thy tongue; and the smell of thy garments is like the smell of Lebanon. . . My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door, and my bowels were moved for him. . .I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself, and was gone: my soul failed when he spake: I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer. . . I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, that ye tell him, that I am sick of love. . .His mouth is most sweet: yea, he is altogether lovely.  This is my beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem. . .Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners.  Turn away thine eyes from me, for they have overcome me. . .How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!  I said, I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of the boughs thereof: now also thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy nose like apples. . .His left hand should be under my head, and his right hand should embrace me. . .Set me as a seal upon thine heart, as a seal upon thine arm: for love is as strong as death; jealousy is cruel as the grave: the coals thereof are coals of fire, which hath a most vehement flame.  Many waters cannot quench love, neither can the floods drown it: if a man would give all the substance of his house for love, it would utterly be contemned. . .I am a wall, and my breasts like towers: then was I in his eyes as one that found favour.

While a senior at Baptist University of America (Decatur, Georgia) I had a real burden around winter/spring 1983 for Russia and China.  In a poster I created for an audio-visuals class, I portrayed the agony of those under Soviet and communist rule, with a barbed wire fence border, and a hammer and sickle in the corner.  The poster pleaded for the Bible to go into the Soviet Union and China.

At this time, both Russia and China, totalitarian dictatorships, banned Bibles. My education professor (Ardell Jacquot), who did not give A’s easily, gave me an A. I decorated it red and black (like the colors of the communist Chinese flag) to carry the spirit of those who suffered under Soviet and communist rule. Now that my life story (with the gospel) enters China–“Ye Shall Be Witnesses” sung in Chinese should be part of my memoir.

To continue watching, click on

ChinaCry11.  The woman (Nora Lam) whose story is told, died on Feb. 2, 2004 (Brent Spiner’s birthday).

Music themes to Gail’s book about Robin Williams’ Murder.

MY DREAMS AS A TEENAGE GIRL. . .When I performed in Brigadoon (my last year of high school), I identified with the Fiona character, and felt a oneness with her when she sang “Waitin’ For My Dearie”. . .In fact, I often sang this song to myself as a high school and young college girl with my mezzo-soprano voice (like Shirley Jones or Julie Andrews), and could imitate Fiona’s Scottish accent from the musical Brigadoon to perfection.  I found especially disgusting those girls who gave away their virginity and didn’t save themselves for their husbands.  I succeeded in this, despite sore temptations.  To this day (2010), I’ve only had sex with one man.

I knew God would give me a King David, because I knew that if I gave God my life, that He’d honor me with a great man and a wonderful marriage.  All my teenage passion surged into one goal:  to prepare myself to be the perfect wife for a King David.  I thought I’d found my king David in Brent Spiner, so when I learned about Loree McBride, my Mount Everest became Death Valley.


At the end of August 1996 I viewed this over and over and decided that Franco Nero, who played Lancelot, had the manliness that Brent lacked, and I replaced Brent with Franco in my heart.  Though I forgave Brent and gave back to him the throne of my heart (Dec. 1999), Franco helped me get through a rough time, and I have great respect for Franco Nero as a person, and despised Loree McBride for trying to seduce Franco in December 1996.  I always told Franco that I really like Vanessa Redgrave (a big person), with whom he has a son, and always encouraged him to remain her friend, and praised him for his good taste to be involved with her.  Franco first fell in love with Vanessa in the 1960s.  If it’s true they married in 2006, I’m thrilled for him.

Charles Dickens’s David Copperfield had great influence on my life and my writings.  This writing so moved me that I actually became Agnes in many ways, so that when I did a dramatic reading as Agnes in college (Baptist University–1983), my speech professor (who studied theatre) said it seemed that Agnes was right up there on the stage.  I’ve paraphrased the end of David Copperfield, to capture how Agnes and I affect our men:  “So may your face be by me when I close my life. . .and when realities melt from me like shadows fleeing. . .I still find you near me, pointing upward!”  

“It’s A Sin To Tell A Lie” from Brent’s Ol’ Yellow Eyes Is Back.

“What’ll I Do?” from Brent’s Dreamland CD.

Brent Spiner & Franco Nero
Behind Esther
(TV Movie 1999)
To Honor
Gail Chord Schuler

After I forgave Brent and wanted to marry him again, a new movie aired on television called Esther (in 2000). Brent had influence in this, because this Esther cooked, learned languages quickly, prayed flat on the ground like myself, judged people by their eyes, and this king made love to Esther like Brent did to me. Jesuit leader, the Antichrist Zack Knight pretty much removed this movie from YouTube, because it was made to honor me. Now, the evil Loree McBride Jesuits (who have taken Zack Knight’s place as evil Jesuit leader) continue to boycott this movie. Can view movie Esther at higherpraisetube.com.  


Written transcript of above video.




BRENT SPINER’S OL’ YELLOW EYES IS BACK music videos from my video channel against a background of my portraits:  Time After Time, Embraceable You, It’s a Sin to Tell a Lie, Long Long Time, Carolina in the Morning, Marie, Zing! Went the Strings of My Heart, When I Fall In Love, Goodnight Sweetheart.  I listened to this every time I drove in my car from 1991 to 1996.  This music made me fall in love with Brent.  Brent made this music for me.  To me, it’s sacred, and it clearly shows that I, and not Loree McBride has reigned over Brent’s heart.  Jesuits have, for this reason, sabotaged this album.  But I offer it to the world to give it the hearing it deserves.

Although Luther was anti-Semitic in his later years, you must remember he was a product of his times, and when he lived, the anti-Semitic Roman Catholic Church ruled the earth.  I believe that any Jew who would accept Christ would have gotten Luther’s favor.  Luther never left the Catholic Church, he remained Roman Catholic until the day he died.  I disagree that Luther’s anti-Semitism was the cause of the Nazi Holocaust in Germany.  The Roman Catholic Church was the cause of the Nazi Holocaust in Germany.  Adolph Hitler was a devout Roman Catholic.  I’m not sure if we would have been better than Luther, if we lived in his time.  We are in different times now, and I believe that God will raise up a Jewish Martin Luther during the tribulation period (future).  Zechariah 12:7–I’m from the tribe of Judah.

Gail Chord Schuler
Sings Hymns
to Brent Spiner,
He Falls in Love

Below are the some of the hymns I sang to Brent Spiner (while I played piano) in the first cassette tape I mailed him in September 1990–my way of saying “thank you” because he mailed me a personal letter.  I didn’t send him any secular songs until after he made love to me on the phone (June 1991 and afterwards).  I sang with passion and feeling.  I believe it was this tape I mailed to Brent that inspired him to make his first music album of love songs for me, “Ol’ Yellow Eyes Is Back”–an interesting reaction to my tape of gospel songs for him.

GA1L Android Epic Battle (2012)

Jesuit desire for world dominion, still leads them to murder.  When they attempted to reverse engineer the GA1L android in an attempt to add her to their army, they gave her sentience, she became her own boss, and killed millions.  If the Jesuits did not have the desire for world  power, the GA1L android never would have happened.  The videos above show the results of Jesuit lust for power.

I wrote ~Conspiracy Law for Vladimir Putin to stop the Jesuits.  In the Battle of Stalingrad (Nazi Germany in Russia). . .more than one million people were killed in action. . .froze to death, or died of starvation:  Russians, Romanians, Italians, Hungarians, Germans, Austrians.  Of the 260,000 surrounded men of the Sixth Army. . .91,000 were taken prisoner. . . of whom only 6,000 returned to their homeland years later.   The Jesuits attempted to use their Nazi war machine to takeover the world for Roman Catholicism.  The Germans failed them.  Now they try to use the United States. 

Gail Chord Schuler’s
2002 Poem for
Vladimir Putin

My love for Vladimir, I captured in a poem that I wrote for Vladimir (that I submitted to him through my mailbox on March 30, 2002):

A Poem for Владимир (Vladimir)
(This is a revision of the poem I wrote Vladimir Putin on March 30, 2002.  I have relieved wordiness and improved accuracy of expression.)
On September 11th, Rome assaulted America.
In defiance, my heart screamed.
As the towers plummeted, with them, I plunged.
Into the towers, those jets, Rome crashed.
My dreams for my lover, they shattered.
The flames scorched, the towers plummeted,
and with those who died, my dreams fell.
From the ashes, my heart fumed infernos.
It soared.  It triumphed.
I saw the Russian President.
His yearnings, I sensed.
He battled his wife’s death, he battled Chechnya terror,
he dared disdain.
Like the actor forbidden me– he wore courage,
greatness. . .
Now, with astonishment, with awe. . .
two lions tripped through my corridors.
Now I longed to dream with him his dreams . . .
for the free. . .for the living. . .
For these dreams, he dared infernos.
. . .for honor, for liberty — for Russia. . .
–for justice, for fairness
— for greatness, for courage
— for life, for freedom, for richness.
He dares to dream. . .for justice–
for freedom from terror,
for lovers,
for dreamers to dance, to flower;
for compassion, for largeness,
for warm waves on shores.
Against tidal waves. . .
His mountaintops, I relish. . . .
his greatness, I fuel;
his soul with mine, I nurture . . .
Above ashes, we tower.
Against tyrants, we soar.
His heart dreams on oceans.
He dreams over mountaintops.
He merges, with mine, his dreams.
For justice, for love. . .
for peace . . .for freedom.
For these we yearn. . .
against monsters
Despite laughter, despite gloats. . .
He soars . . he struggles. . .
against infernos of monsters
 — for lovers.

Люблю Владимир (I love Vladimir)

Copyright 2017 Gail Chord Schuler. All Rights Reserved.

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