It took two years out of my life with the class action lawsuits resulting from the “disturbances” at the Queen Fairy Hospital for Veterans and the Mugless Mental Hospital. The biggest victory was against the United States Government for conducting covert LSD experimentation on certain Mugless patients. The judgment was for $120 million USD divided amongst 24 patients. There was also the judgement against McGill University for facilitating the LSD experimentation and that amounted to $1 with 46 million in punitive damages. The class action against the Montreal Police Force for excessive violence in supressing the revolts was a $6 million payment into court. The Government of Canada settled for $1 and a contractual promise to bring up the standard of service based on measurable KPI’s (key performance indicators), including the installation of a lawn bowling court at the Queen Fairy Hospital for Veterans.
Aside from being totally exhausted there was a restlessness setting in. Yes I was doing society a good turn in bringing to account authorities abusing their power and neglecting their duties. I started giving thought to my wealth and perhaps it was time to move into the social circles dictated by my station in life. In one of my calls with Don Lupara, the father of my assassinated sweetheart Ginevra, mentioned that one of his “moneymen” Bernie Maggot in Manhattan was looking for an accomplished lawyer to assist him running his investment management business catering to high-net-worth clients. I mean the creme da la crème had accounts with him and they were raking in fabulous returns.
I called Maggot and arranged a meeting with him in his ritzy offices in mid-town Manhattan. I had my condo at the Dakota waiting for me and the bad memories of the shooting of my friend John Lennon unfortunately were lurking but not as painful as they used to be.
It was off on the midnight bus from Montreal to New York’s Port Authority.
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