1990
Prince Jordan was just a minor—a teenage boy—sent to Mendocino, California through what he believed was a sketchy recruiter and a State of California program that, in his view, should never have allowed minor children to be placed in that situation. There were many reasons: the need for guidance, healthy relationships, emotional maturity, and, most importantly, the opportunity to finish high school. They didn’t even allow him to graduate before thrusting him into what he describes as child labor.
He was forced to sink or swim as a minor. He was not ready for the world, and the world was not ready for him. As a result, the two collided and butted heads.
Fortunately for Prince, he was a genius. Albeit still a minor, he was nevertheless exceptionally intelligent. He quickly landed a job at a local newspaper and began reporting on police beats and events throughout the city. It was good for him, but bad for criminals and corrupt police officers because Prince was highly observant and intelligent.
On many occasions, he crossed paths with people he believed were associated with the Hells Angels, Freemasons, Scientology, and what he describes as Illuminati-related networks. In Prince’s view, these individuals sought to victimize vulnerable people during the 1990s.
The setting was idyllic—romantic oceans, towering forests, and a small coastal town. A handsome, blond-haired, blue-eyed church kid seemed like the perfect target. One after another, people attempted to lure him in, hoping to reel him in like a giant marlin. Every one of them failed.
What also failed was their assumption that Prince wasn’t paying attention.
He possessed an exceptionally keen eye and an acute awareness of his surroundings. When crimes occurred, he often believed he already knew who had committed them. On several occasions, he was asked to identify suspects from photographs at the Mendocino and Fort Bragg Police Departments.
He wrote stories about a man who allegedly attempted to bribe his probation officer (prince got the probation officer fired.) He also wrote about two innocent looking but deadly gang related familys, a corrupt Sheriff, and a homicide that occurred just down the street from that same family’s home and he assisted in identifying two suspects from police lineup photographs. He also covered positive happy things like; local high school baseball, basketball, and football games, he photographed bottles uncovered after being buried for more than 100 years, and several of his stories were picked up by larger regional newspapers. Ukiah Daily and Fort Bragg Advocate. It was Editor Chris Calder who reached out and hired him on the spot. Now he had a real job at a real news paper,. Simulataneously working for both The Pacific Coast news and the advocate.
But Prince didn’t stop there.
He became a local high school radio disc jockey at KOZT Radio, a station owned by Tom Yates, a producer who had worked with The Beatles. Prince also worked at the local Taco Bell, bused tables at Perko’s Restaurant, tended the fish at Noyo Harbor Fish Market, and carefully worked at the Pudding Creek Inn Bed & Breakfast.
Perhaps the most notable thing this small-town hero became known for was his charisma.
He was known as “Hollywood,” a nickname affectionately given to him by high school students who believed he belonged in Hollywood. They described him as smart, handsome, well-dressed, polite, charming, funny, witty, kind, and compassionate.
Naturally, all of this local high school stardom, made him the equivalent to a star quarterback in some circles, and while it attracted attention from women. It also earned him admiration from many men, while simultaneously creating jealousy among others.
According to Prince, criminals especially disliked him because he could see straight through their “used-car salesman” mentality and crimes they were and still are hiding and that some were connected to organizations such as the CIA, Scientology, the Hells Angels, Freemasonry, and Illuminati-related groups. He believed he saw through what he considered to be their fake friendships, and he says they knew it.
As a result, Prince believes they set out to frame him.
After all, who wants an inquisitive reporter around when, in his view, people are committing crimes and getting away with them?
Prince quietly gathered information and kept it for decades, waiting for what he believed would be the right time to reveal it. He says he reported his concerns to the FBI, but in his view, nothing was ever done. Instead, he was met with silence.
According to Prince, he continued to be victimized repeatedly despite repeatedly telling authorities what had happened, what he believed was going to happen, and what had already occurred.
Years passed. In Prince’s view, the organizations and individuals involved became more powerful and more brazen. They believed they were untouchable. Some relocated to different cities, which Prince believes allowed them to distance themselves from what he describes as the Mendocino–Fort Bragg crime network. Others, he believes, simply kept a low profile, portrayed themselves as victims, and continued committing crimes.
As time marched on and Prince Jordan began gaining momentum, he believes those same individuals sought to destroy both his career and his life.
But they underestimated him.
They had no idea what he possessed. They had no idea what was coming.