With Friends Like These (Part One) - The Blunder Chicken

Throughout the time my predecessor Greg was operating under the pen name of Gerald Greysmith he encountered some of the worst people the martial arts world ever saw in the organization known as Konigun Ninjutsu. Bryce Frederick Dallas will always live in infamy for his criminal actions as well as his ill-fated lawsuit against E-Budo. Along with his friend Cayce Lancaster together they set out determined to tell the entire story of the man and his art. 

An art he made up from scratch. Lasting from 1984 until 2009 officially, the death of Dallas in 2010 brought to a screeching halt the man and his aspirations. 

It was as Greg would tell me years later a roller coaster of a ride to be on. The amount of information he and Cayce collected was enormous. And with that came a certain level of infamy towards him he would tell me. Though he didn't know it at the time Greg was being stalked across the internet by a man known under the moniker "Thunder Chicken," or as we all know him...

Dallas Wittgenfeld.

Click here for a bit of background on our dear lad.

You're probably wondering why I'm writing an article here on this man. For all intents and purposes he is without a doubt obsessive compulsive in regards to any subject he seeks out. Additionally he stalks, harasses, doxes, bullies and threatens anyone he sees fit to the end he seeks. And Lordus Sapiens did a great write-up on him some time ago. 

But I feel as I am working on the current range of projects relating to friends and associates of Frank Dux I think it would be prudent to tell the story of this man, his methods and his comical attempts to be a detective. 

Defective would be a more adequate word. 

You see it was Dallas who would use his LRRP sluething skills to dig up what he thought was dirt on my mentor's friend and give it over to Dux, Adam McKinley and Jon Duvall back in the Summer with the hopes or ruining Gerald Greysmith, BSMA, and the host of other allies who do the work we do.

Yes indeed....with folks like this on the case how could one possibly hope to lose? 

So it was for the last two years I have had the occasional and entertaining back and forth with Mr. Wittgenfeld. From Lordus' blog, to his random emails full of gibberish, to folks seeking me out because he has called and harassed them simply because he found out they were from the area near Murfreesboro, TN and happened to have "-smith" in their name, Dallas Wittgenfeld has been nothing if not hilarious to watch.

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It truly has been something special to watch. And some of the people I've had the pleasure to speak to in regards to this lunatic are absolutely top tier in terms of celebrity. Each one has given me information about Wittgenfeld and it has given me insight into one of the most deranged minds this side of Charles Manson.

And I think it's time we talked about him and the proverbial chicken in the room and how he is such good friends with Frank Dux. I mean...why not? Wittgenfeld seems to crave attention so maybe I need to give it to him.

It appears that for Gerald Greysmith anyone with any version of the name "Dallas" is destined to forever be his enemy.

With Friends Like These 

Part One

"THE BLUNDER CHICKEN"

By Gerald J. Greysmith

Every Legend Has an Origin

Now why would a man like Wittgenfeld ever think it was okay to act as he does? Why it's simple. To understand his motivations you have to go back in time to his friend Dan Bernath.

You may be tempted to say this is L. Ron Hubbard, founder of Scientology, but

you'd be sorely mistaken. No, this is Dan Bernath....bestest friend ever of Dallas.

Bernath was a twice-(TWICE)-disbarred attorney in Oregon and California who decided to wake up one day and claim to be a Navy SEAL. That's right, he sure did. That along with a host of other things he claimed and did along the way with the desire to make as many people as miserable as possible. Using his legal knowledge to wreak havoc he found a friend in Dallas. Together they set out to destroy anyone who dared to speak ill of them, call them out on their many ridiculous claims and it finally brought them into a court where they were soundly convicted. Luckily folks have made sure to see to it that Bernath's claims were squashed both before AND after he died.

Some folks photoshop certificates. Some people photoshop themselves as

special operators. Bernath did the latter. And quite poorly.

Bernath would die pretty much as he lived. In a fiery ball of fire, crashing into a thicket of trees that caused everyone to have a lot of trouble to get to him and clear the wreckage. 

While Bernath died in 2018 in a plane crash, Dallas was not yet finished with his angst. He would go on after the death of Bernath swearing to the Heavens he was "sabotage murdered" by people he knew. 

Have a look into the mind of a madman.

In just one email dated September 30th, 2022 delivered to my alternate email address Wittgenfeld accused me of being:

- Scared of clowns.

- A school girl.

-Demanded to speak to my parents.

- Stated I gave him Charles Manson vibes (that's rich coming from a maniac cyberstalker.)

- States I am involved in a "RICO case" as a member of  a larger group of vigilantes.

- Accused me of being possibly Neil Fletcher, founder of Bullshido.

-And as stated he said that Bernath was "sabotage murdered."

Mind you all this is just ONE EMAIL CHAIN.

See? This is what alcohol infused hallucinations 

look like on paper.

As much as I hate to break the news to him Bernath died because he was high on life (and pills) and took a nosedive in a plane in Bonita Springs, Florida. And believe me when I say it the Stolen Valor community shed not a single tear.

After living a life rife with fraud, harassment, and just plain evil plans that always blew up in his face Bernath was gone. And Dallas? He remains still out there on the internet being a thing of legend in his own mind to this day.

The real life equivalent of Bond's famous villain Blofield. 

If Blofield was an idiot.

With a friend such as Bernath teaching him one can see why Dallas is so keen to use legal lingo so often in his posts and rants. Albeit he usually uses the wrong words. However it shows how much of an impression his late friend left on him. 

Refusing to be Obscure - UNLEASH THE TWITTER!

It appears Dallas these days fancies himself an investigative journalist. There seems to be a lot of this going around with these people. He changed his Twitter handle around and began at first tagging myself, Cayce Lancaster and Frank Dux among others in his ravings. 

Creating a form of journalism only he would find innovative Dallas began raving he was going to uncover my true identity and prove I stole the moniker of Gerald Greysmith from my mentor. Hilariously he began to post these weird things all over his social media with abandon.

 

Of course much of this began directly after the filing of a lawsuit by the headmasters of headmasters, Bret Gordon. Gordon it seems believes to this day that my secret identity is none other than Dr. Dale Dugas. Of course in that filing he also claimed Dugas was Lordus Sapiens, "GG," and 12 other John Does. But that didn't hamper Wettzenwild not one bit. He along with Frank Dux began to call my little blog here part of a larger conspiracy to go after the true ninja community through acts of sheer barbaric defamation and slander that would make a Navy SEAL of the caliber Bernath claimed to be blush. 

I can go on but my head hurts enough.

Dallas would then go onward to post random things about my mentor, claiming even at one point he was murdered. I guess he didn't realize we made a picture of the previous Gerald public long ago and didn't mind people saw it. Because he kind of hid in plain sight, we always knew someone would eventually find the pictures we laid. And as far as murder? No. He died of cancer. There's exists a blog about that, too.

With such artistic talent as this I can only imagine what his fingerpaintings look like.

With all this in mind, I want you to realize he is making this up as he goes along. Not one time in all of his rantings and ravings has he ever come close to who I am or who my friends are (yes, I have friends out there who assist me.) But he bends the words of this blog to fit an end that honestly....well it doesn't even make sense at all and I'm not even going to try and translate it. To do so would require me to be able to speak moron and I'm just not fluent enough in it.

Some of Dallas' artwork I stole from his Twitter called "Parachute Journalism" shortly before in an act of sheer defiance he bravely blocked me on all social media platforms.

Minion, Puppet, and Frank's other do-boy

So after Bernath's untimely and unplanned demise Dallas began to be like a lost puppy and found the one person who would take care of him and worse, empower and embolden him.

With a belt he took from the Lady of the Lake, 

the legend appeared, shoulder pads and all.

Frank Dux began to really show the depth of their friendship when he posted several (now removed) articles in defense of his stories, Dallas and his verbal attacks on Mr. Don Roley of the Bujinkan and one of the admins of the Facebook Group "Bullshit Martial Arts," which has been instrumental in bringing down quite a few child predators and criminals over the years.

More concerning however was when my mentor's "old friend" David Richardson, or as you may know him "Dorian," reached out and gave some very odd things to me a few months back. As it turns out Wittgenfeld seems to be a bit of a racist. And he doesn't mind saying slurs out loud when it fits his needs. (Note to reader: I despise racism and slurs and will be blocking them out as needed.)

It must have been alcohol-induced.

As it turns out this wasn't a one-off incident with Dallas, either. In a chat group he was in with Dux, Dorian, and others from Ban BSMA on Facebook Dallas went on a racist rant....

....and was immediately defended by none other than his buddy, Frank Dux.

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As you can see Dallas was slinging around the slur in the chat group with others from the Ban BSMA group, with people like Frank Dux and Ashida Kim present. When others got angry about it Dux didn't attempt to correct or even scold Dallas. Instead he stated this was basically common practice in the military. I'm sorry, but no it's not. And shouldn't be tolerated at all anywhere. And when Dallas left? Dux seemed aptly puzzled about the entire affair. As though this was something trivial. 

Since then these messages have been made public on David Richardson's social media with the hopes it would go further. Frank himself has now disowned Richardson from his Dux Ryu system and Richardson has gone forward with his own system of ninjutsu since then. But despite the past Richardson has with Greysmith Investigations neither he nor any other person of color should be subjected to such words or treatement. 

It appears to me Wittlessfield will do just about whatever he is asked or told to do by Dux. He is struggling to maintain some kind of relevance somehow after all. During an email chain earlier over the Summer in July I basically called him out on this and demanded if he or Dux wanted to talk just call me. Its not like my number isn't public, you know? People reach out to me all the time....especially people this "LRRP Ranger" harasses. Well it seems our sweet lad here decided to let me know under no uncertain terms Dux would call me or meet me wherever I am....

I have this framed in my office now.

I have yet to hear anything regarding this matter. 

The Blunder Chicken

From racist rants, incoherent blog posts that come and go, harassment tactics, cyberstalking, threatening emails and random calls to perfect strangers the world in which Dallas Wittgenfeld inhabits must be like a rollercoaster that got stuck in the loop somewhere.

Somewhere in that noggin' of his is a hamster without a wheel.

He consistently references a "lawsuit that is underway" and states that folks in Florida would love to speak to me, depose me, what have you. I think I've been pretty clear I live in the rural area outside of Atlanta and have since Greg's passing. I've offered and presented massive amounts of evidence that I am not Dale Dugas or anyone else the dyanamic duo named. Dallas seems to obsess over the man behind the mask. Who I am is of no importance. What I do, and others like myself do...that's the important thing. We stand up against the worst the martial arts have to offer, stop them, and expose them.

I have a growing collection of these if you must know

I'm just one of many who does this kind of thing. He seems to not be this obsessed about Lordus Sapiens. He has moved away from Don Roley. He seems to have abandoned all others save for me. Why? Because I'm sort of public on Tik Tok apparently and he cannot stand it.

Dallas, Lordus is the Monkey King and I'm the Troll. If you're going to 

defame and accuse us of stuff at least get our avatars correct. And of course

he accuses us apparently of "sabotage murder" of Bernath. 

Dallas I have to ask, you do want criminals out of the arts and the military community right? Or are you supportive of their actions so long as they operate as a means to an end? It seems you're nothing more than a puppet or minion when needed. You don't act unless told to. This much I do know, old boy. And the people you and Bernath left behind are just livid with you. I would suggest taking a long look at the impression he left and ask yourself is this going to be your legacy?

Whatever his motivations are at this point I have to say that his intentions are self-serving at best along with those of his puppet master. And seeing as he consistently comes at intervals when I'm releasing articles derailing many of the claims of said puppet master I would argue like others in the past Dallas is being used just like they were. I guess time will tell if he ever realizes it. 

It's seems to me though quite doubtful he ever will.

Fly high, Blunder Chicken!