The Absolutely Horrific World of Eligio “NatureBoy” Bishop
This is a missive to the incarcerated felon.

To Mr. Bishop,
I know they call you Nature Boy, but I’m going to refer to you as your surname. The incidents of your childhood do not justify the mental, physical, and sexual trauma you have inflicted on those who followed you.
What seemed so good to be true actually was. Your trip to Costa Rica and your ideas of some kind of black utopia are but hallmarks of any cult that promises paradise.
What you have to understand is that you will have plenty of time to use government soap, emails, and a commissary to your advantage. There will be no more raping and exploiting.
Your vicious way of looking out in the world has been reduced to an hour of sunlight a day most likely.

If you look at the facts, you brought about the ruin of lives and applied your terrible thoughts into actions like a manipulative pseudoscientist. To go to Costa Rica or other locales that feature tropical geographical areas claiming that melaninated people should live in these places and be powered by the sun is utter nonsense.
There are no scientific facts that show that the sun enhances black people more than anyone else and that they can get cancer from the sun, too. Vitamin D is one of the main benefits of the main star in our sky.
If you take the time, which you now have plenty of, to comprehend the thought of your endeavors, you failed as a leader just like so many before you.
Cults only exist because of irrationalism. They remain only because the stream of reason has been shut off like a faucet. Of all your crimes, the rape is the most horrendous. That you took advantage of both men and women is an ugly blemish on the face of your reality.
The charisma, the personality all come through with the power to alter the minds of people who felt but didn’t think about your heinous acts. With the help of unsuspecting individuals, they looked to you as a guide.

To take their hands and walk through profound bullshit only illustrates the amount of sway you held over them. Their distress, their pain are results of your indecency and insufficient funds within your humanity bank.
Once you crossed that line from just being an influencer to a cult leader, you had to have been drunk on the wine of power. When power is used properly, it can be beautiful. I think, however, that the cultish ambitions only break through with the ineptitude and puniness of a cult head.
Your account of what happened only creates a mighty tale of terrible recollection. As you continued to bring in the best out of everyone, it was saccharine laced with cyanide. While you didn’t precipitate mass suicide like Jim Jones with Flavor Aid and Kool Aid, or led the people of Heavens Gate to take poison with their Nikes on their feet, you are a convicted felon now serving time for the rest of your life for your abuses.
To consider the amount of pain and anguish you have inflicted on these black people is devastating. If you had only thought about yourself and been selfish, none of this would have occurred. Rational self-interest would have led you to write books, film movies, create greater influence in YouTube and TikTok. Your followers on Facebook, Instagram, and X would have propelled you. TED talks would have snapped you up without regard.
So, just spend your life reflecting on the damage and destruction you’ve caused. Your charm could not save you from the inevitable. Just remember that.
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