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LIVING WITH AN ICON
BY Kiera Dux
Living with Frank can be as ordinary as a walk in the park. While conversely become as surreal for me as living life like a Bond girl.
I met my husband at an event where I was being honored for promoting Danny Dietz’s US NAVY SEAL memorial fund, unaware of my husband’s distinguished notoriety in that community.
The US Navy SEAL Special Warfare Combat Fighting Course manual (K431-0097) identifies Frank as its source contributor on the DOD COOL site.
Frank’s proprietary fighting technology is combat-proven by the world’s most elite fighting units to this day.
Discovering how he acquired that extraordinary knowledge was a unique pleasure, and it allowed me to meet unique people in the martial arts, intelligence, and law enforcement communities.
Men and women who worked hands-on with Frank clued me in on how he is unprecedented in being a two-time keynote speaker for FLEOA (Federal Law Enforcement Officers Association) and an instructor for NEOA (Narcotics Enforcement Officers Association) and Criminal Justice Institutes.
Over the course of a decade, my experience with Frank Dux twenty-seven has been that he is everything he says he is—not because he says it, but because I am in a unique position to see things firsthand.
For instance, people spread lies, and Bloodsport is fiction. Everyone took Frank’s word for it. Frank’s Film Agreement lists the evidence he was obligated to provide professionally vetted by studio attorneys in securing funding approval to produce Bloodsport, likewise, when he published his autobiographical book, The Secret Man, HarperCollins, 1996
Two independent law firms, many years apart, investigated and arrived at the same findings because of the substantive evidence. No one took Frank’s word for anything, which is a ridiculously asinine statement to make and certainly more asinine to buy into when millions of dollars and brand reputations will be at stake.
Frank’s titles and records are sanctioned by regulating sports authorities and governmental bodies. They are irrefutable in a court of law, with court findings already rendered. His Star, with his name and handprints placed in brass and stone, is part of the world-renowned prestigious Fighters Walk-of-Fame located in the Gallerias Plaza de Estrellas in Mexico City
Metaphorically speaking, in the martial arts world, Frank Dux is the Morpheus of the Matrix Trilogy.
He gives people a choice to expand their minds and skills, achieve their full potential, and create new opportunities by disconnecting, separating themselves from an illusory world engineered by those in control of the information gateways
They were relentless in their attempt to eliminate Frank Alter people around us into destructive agents of The Matrix.
What I love about living with Frank is our partnering in forming strategic alliances with incredible friends, like Dr. Seth Silverman, the lead expert in treating PTSD for KBR.
In a unique position of authority and being my close friend, Dr. Seth Silverman, naturally, protective of me, took it upon himself to investigate Frank when we were just getting to know each other.
Through his significant sources Seth corroborated for me my suspicions, that my husband possessed a unique combat experience of a nonattributable nature in defense of the nation.
Seth helped me understand Frank’s challenges being disavowed and with a bogus military service record book created in his name to protect him being circulated and used to defame him.
That, ironically, is concrete proof of Frank living the life of a covert operative.
In the JBM Films/Shoreline Entertainment documentary Put Up Your Dux, this Military Service Record Book in question was inspected by US Army Custodian of Records, Sgt. Sean Dalton. Who on camera and declared under penalty of perjury identifies the cryptic tells substantiating this is what is known in intelligence circles as a “front file;”. A fabrication created for those participating in sensitive nonattributable activities. This SRB would not exist, otherwise.
Frank is a 250 lbs. 6’2’’ male that is 100 percent service-connected disabled veteran. It saddens me to see Frank waking up in the middle of the night in excruciating pain from shrapnel, which is related to his night terrors.
Mind you, initially, he was disavowed, and Frank denied his VA benefits. Coming out of a coma, he found himself homeless, legally blind, and hearing impaired in 1993. When Frank was in a coma, his name was removed from his script, Retitles “The Quest”. I discovered the Quest’s shooting script missing his name and the original that he had written -- proof of its theft.
The only reason for my searching for substantive evidence is that I am disgusted by impertinent and crude opportunists who cling to the coattails of my husband.
This is a full-time career to have invented new lies about Frank to protect their manufactured image for several decades.
My life before Frank, I, worked at two prestigious national law firms. In one I was the lead investigator to co-counsel. I interacted with professionals featured in US Weekly magazine, which Forbes called 1995 “Lawyers From Hell.” I was entrusted by them to work on some of the biggest cases of all time. I was trained by the ‘best of the best there ever was’ at detecting and unveiling misinformation. Unveiling the truth!
Because of the lies, I spent seven years with a team of researchers investigating the alleged “nonexistent” mentor to Frank, Senzo Tanaka, and the Kumite.
In my possession is courtroom worthy certified evidence proving up Tanaka’s existence in every detail Frank had described in interviews he gave over span of 45 plus years.
These are US National Archives certified documentation bearing OFFICIAL SEALS, incontrovertible proof. Frank has been speaking the same truth for two generations.
This research was consulted in publishing the March 15, 2017, Artvoice article: Martial Arts Legend Frank Dux’s so-called non-existent teacher Senzo Tanaka’s death travel records found
Regarding Frank winning the Kumite I have interviewed eyewitnesses and those authorities who would be in the know, like the Sport Psychology Director of Mexico, Dr. Martha Nieves.
Based on my research team's efforts, we are drowning in information that has been denied to the public because martial arts media in America is a fixed game. The leading trade magazines are mail-order catalogs with articles. Pigeonholing the truth. Selling whopper lies worth swallowing like a Mississippi mud moon pie.
Being a press-credentialed journalist, you realize what makes any article or podcast a recognizable hit piece is the element of selective fact-finding going on …and that cuts both ways.
It engages and enchants me knowing that we stand to expose and set the martial industry on its head with this research and Frank’s to-be-published work; Ninja’s Are Bullshit. That is waiting in the wings for that exact ripe opportune moment. My putting The Matrix in the crosshairs of the international media with its anticipated release, finally.
Frank’s book and our teams extensive research establishes how a Matrix indeed does exist. Created out of rabid commercialization, unfair trade practices, and actions that meets the criteria used in the prosecution of criminal racketeering.
This MA Matrix manipulates and manages people’s perceptions for its own self-interest.
To prove to you this manipulation and management of perception of Frank Dux exists, go online, and open the Frank Dux Wikipedia page history section, Dec 2008, under the contributor’s name Pamelalee33.
Investigative journalist, Frank Parlato, and I, when we tried to correct Frank’s birthdate, it was not allowed. Within minutes of making the change it was replaced with the wrong date.
Having the correct birthdate is critical in using data bases to do research. Whoever is controlling Frank Dux page is working at hiding the truth. When this was brought to the attention of Wikipedia’s legal advisor, the correct birthdate now appears. The page is an abomination of Fake News.
Being married to a household name is made more than abundantly apparent to me when we travel the world. Strangers will recognize his name right off and share with us unfounded hospitably and graciously create new opportunities for us.
For instance, my former Nationally recognized collegiate cheerleading team-mates were so excited to meet Frank we ended up invited to see the world-renowned Las Vegas show, KA Cirque Du Soleil and were given a VIP of VIP backstage tour. Someone wrote Franks name being in the house on the bulletin board and the cast surprised us by gathering to greet us after the show. That was such a memorable experience combined with martial arts and gymnastics! Thank you, Mathew Salcedo, and cast!
However, there is a downside to celebrity. Clout chasing Sir-Scam-Alots try to disrupt our peace, trying to get to him, through me. Pathetically, clueless as to what Frank is capable of and, more so, our close circle of friends and family.
To say the least, when this sort of thing happens to me my life with Frank can become a white-knuckle ride. I fear for others safety. I know the true downside. It’s like watching a tourist nuzzling up to a grizzly bear on a national park road unaware of the danger. The bear outwardly appears docile enough. That look of calmness being deceivingly disarming is, equally, true with Frank. So, I must be on my toes and quick thinking.
One time, a guy with road rage who didn’t like where we parked because he had to go around us got out of his car and walked right up to our car, opened the door. Before Frank had the opportunity to react and shred this guy like a grizzly, I told him we were sorry and to please pray for our mother in the hospital as we are trying to deal with a crisis. The guy was stunned and walked off, apologizing over and over.
Frank was trained to fight with his fists and weapons. I was trained to fight with my mind and words.
As a former Executive Board Director for Metropolitan Urban Development District for Galveston, Texas, (Rose Coats Law firm) I am experienced and able to effectively assist my husband in advising him in his navigating his role as a World Organization For Peace Ambassador. I’ve watch him not think twice about letting professional politicians take all the credit for our efforts at coming up with and implementing financially sustainable solutions to social problems.
Living with Frank and putting up with other people’s insatiable egos, most particularly, in the martial art world, I remind myself every day of how good people are out there.
How the American martial arts community is filled with truly great and humble people, like the late J. Pat Burleson, who is part of my Texas Karate lineage through Larry Richie. There’s Sally Smith, Rosie Brown, Jamie Cashion, Bruce Brutschy, Rudy Smedley, Richard Jenkins, Donald Mullins, Keith Vitali, Steve Parks, Billy Smith, Allen Woodman, Daniel Hect, Marion Kirby, Cheryl Kowalski, Kathy Long, Jim Thomas and so many others I met before I ever met Frank who are sadly being cheated out of honors due them.
This is attributable to how “earned and deserved honor” in martial arts is diminished by its MATRIX. Made up of jealous old men acting like a bunch of mean girls. A seedy collection of SirScam-A-lots is now made infamously renowned by my assistance to national news in exposing their pay for honor scams.
Such as, the latest scandal, National News Outlet, Frank Report, January 7, 2024, feature story: From Fake Fists to Faux Thrones: Martial Arts Hall of Fame Nonsense Goes Royal
This Kung Foolery was first brought to public attention when Frank Report published its investigative findings on February 17, 2023: Martial Arts Halls of Fame Cheap, Plentiful, and Bogus.
Frank and I met at Jim Thomas USA Martial Art Hall of Fame in San Antonio, in 2014. My hero, martial art living legend, Kathy Long, encouraging me to get my picture taken with Frank on the red carpet. We have a photo of the very first time we laid eyes on each other. How cool and incredible, is that?
Another cool and incredible thing is how my husband and I stood to have ended up bitter and sour enemies, considering how I “dis” my husband in front of hundreds of people over my mistakenly thinking he was being rude and arrogant towards me when he just couldn’t see or hear me during a group conversation. Not aware he is sight and hearing impaired.
Fortunately, he pursued me, struck up a conversation. The next day he, gentlemanly, walked me to the valet stand and just as he turned to walk away my instincts kicked in. I called out to him and ask him to take me to dinner. He said we would have to meet across the country to make that happen with his schedule. “I’m a Texan” I said and made him shake my hand on it.
His IFAA Black Dragon fraternity heard about it all. They flew me out to Lido Beach, Florida, to be his date and guest for the so called “nonexistent” IFAA Black Dragon reunion.
The Los Angeles Times, in doing a Fake News hit piece on Frank, had represented the only proof that the group led to his doorstep. Reading that might have caused me to think twice about leaving the safety of home to meet someone I only Facetime with up to that point. That and everyone tried to talk me out of it. But something just said to the depth of the core: do it. Or I would regret it. I felt a divine presence speaking to me.
My husband had a reputation that comes with preferring to stay single. I think what won my husband over to me and being interested in me also helped me.
I called his signature jumping spinning heel kick a dance element. When he can land that leap on the balance beam with the tumbling element, then we can compare kicks. Most of the guys in martial arts I have ever said that they want to debate it with me and argue power over form.
Not Frank, whom I found out, did just that 60 stories in the air on a narrow Hotel decorative railing to prove a point when he was a fight choreographer in filming Bloodsport in Hong Kong.
We have been inseparable. With the only exception of my being sequestered as one of the few members of the international press permitted to be in the courtroom covering the NXIVM trial, the federal prosecution of Keith Rainere, and members of the Hollywood sex trafficking cult that resulted in the HBO series: The Vow; and Discovery ID: Lost Women of NXIVM
My involvement in the national news story began as the result of my husband being asked as a favor to protect and assist TV Series Dynasty star Catherine Oxenburg in the rescue of her daughter, India, from the cult.
I had the distinct honor of assisting in the story’s investigation with perhaps one of the most important and greatest investigative journalists of our time, Frank Parlato, Frank Report.
Physically, Frank towers over Jean Claude. And yet, it is uncanny how the two of them look identical at the time when Frank won the event, in 1975. I was 11 months old then!
My husband Frank Dux is not that serine Jean Claude Van Damme caricature portrayal of him, in Bloodsport. My husband more resembles a true-to-life version of John Travolta’s Chili Palmer in Get Shorty. A stoic tough guy who occasionally breaks into adorably infectious bouts of a cinephile enthusiast. Good natured. Turns worthy adversaries into friends.
Of course, there is another side of Frank …almost menacing, beyond imagination.
The sight of him made NXIVM occult members who sought to intimidate, possibly, physically harm, Catherine Oxenburg, outside her home, tremble from the vibes he put out. Their body language and overreaction betrayed their intentions.
At first, they were full of bravado, then frozen by fear staring at a transformed Frank who possesses that recognizable thousand-mile stare of hardened combat veterans I’ve interacted with in the past. They were looking into the eyes of the angel of death, incarnate, in human form.
My husband loves spending most of his time with friends who can relate to him who are themselves extraordinary men who lived extraordinary lives. I can’t keep track of all his worldly friends. Each one has a unique story about Frank and themselves.
He is a former Chief of the CIA’s Instant Response Team, National Security Director of Foreign Nations, and a fellow member of the Association of Foreign Intelligence Officers.
Real movers and shakers in the world of intelligence and law enforcement made it a point to stay off everyone’s radar, your modern-age ninja, like Frank. A very sophisticated and polished group. A far cry from the attention-seeking BJJ and sport karate crowd who spend their weekends going from tournament to tournament or one bogus pay-for honor Hall of Fame to another.
To walk into Frank’s or any of his close friend’s offices, you may think you’re visiting a movie set and then suddenly realize as you pan photos on a wall, hey, that’s the real deal -- El Chapo in handcuffs. This occurred during our visit with Manuel Mondragon Y Kalib, former Chief of Police of Mexico City and National Security Advisor to the President of Mexico. He kept Hillary Clinton waiting for over an hour when she was Secretary of State so Mondragon could visit with Frank. He loves Frank and tells me he wanted us to relocate to Mexico.
He doesn’t get what I call cranky. It is when he goes deathly steely silent that brings the ugly out of me.
Frank is an entirely different person when he is teaching and sharing knowledge and wisdom in his element It’s when I step back and admire my husband the most. I’ve seen Black Belt tests given by Texas martial arts legends.
However, not taking anything away from them you can’t imagine the pride to be had having seen Frank’s students taking his tests.
They are pressure tested at high altitude in severe weather conditions not in some airconditioned or heated ballroom and his test don’t stop if someone breaks bones. They get treated medically and return to put their head and body right back into the fight. So much so, Frank, has had to step in and stop them on occasion. Not something I ever witness coming close to match it, aside perhaps from the caliber of professional MMA matches.
You can’t imagine how surreal it was for me when he walks us into the most crime ridden barrio of Mexico City, a shanty town, really. With guard dogs on rooftops. Bullet perforated police cars hidden with bodies still in them, behind gates. People then flood the streets seemingly coming out of nowhere, smiling, some cheering. I am treated with utmost love and respect.
Little girls I never met give me friendship bracelets. I went from heart pounding scared to where I never felt safer anywhere else An amazing paradox So Surreal.
He is the true love of my life I suppose the strength he has is the result of what Shaolin Monks call, “The Taste of Bitter.”
How it is as a child Frank’s life was one with the odds all stacked against him. He had to be courageous with his being physically handicapped. He was so pigeon-toed as a child that he had braces strapped to his legs forcing them to turn 180 degrees to appear normal. His family faced financial hardship as the survivors of the holocaust and couldn’t help him with his homework, denied an education due to war and the Nazi persecution of them
Frank’s clothes had to be folded neatly and wrapped in a blanket, transforming them into a mattress on the floor. For the family to eat, have a roof over their heads, and help pay his mother’s medical bills, he’d wake up, scrounge for jobs, and perform hard labor in his childhood. That made him incredibly strong physically and in his character. He sacrificed and saved up for everything he had in life He has earned and lost fortunes multiple times. Losing it to circumstances beyond his control. Even his identity and credits due him derived by his God given talents are deprived from him. And yet, he remains undeterred Unstoppable
Frank has a confidence that will allow him to choose to go hungry and be out in the cold, give away what he needs to help people he views in greater need. He instills that sheepdog like quality in his students, builds leaders, not followers. Sadly, as the phrase goes “no good turn goes unpunished,” he and I both end up resented and betrayed for it, at times.
Fortunately, marriage somewhat altered that dynamic by my happiness becoming his prime focus and he the same for me, Frank’s happiness is my focus. Not fame. Not wealth. Not possessions. Not career advancement. Nothing outside of our love and trust in God, in each other, in family, in community and in that order, that is our way. That is how we prioritize our lives, together.
When times are tough going is when he keeps me laughing with his wit and charm. I fell in love with the way he speaks and expresses himself. He changed my life, and I get to watch him bring out the best in others. It doesn’t get better than that!
To know Frank is to love him.
I married adventure.
