About

Uluru and bennymay; photo by the awesome Andrew Cox

I’m called Ben, or bennymay.

I grew up on a farm in north-west New South Wales, Australia. I always wanted to be a pilot (ch 1-5). After university, and briefly working as a civilian pilot, I joined the royal aussie air force (Ronny RAAF). Ronny RAAF gave me some vaccinations and I suddenly began suffering numerous medical problems (ch 6-10). Later I learned Ron broke a lot of laws (ch 11-15). I kept fighting to keep my flying career alive (ch 16-20). But the longer I stayed in the military the more I realised most people prioritise self-protection and self-promotion above helping others and telling the truth (ch 21-25). Thus, I found myself extremely deep and trapped in a pit of deception and cover-ups (26-30).

The bennymay story is about the bits of my childhood that greatly affected my time in the RAAF; my being ingurgitated by a monstrous deception;  and how I made my way out of it. [That latter part is soon to be published.]

Stay tuned.

I’m living in Sydney, with my lovely wife. I spend much of my time attempting to destroy the last bastion of the aforementioned lies, so I can get surgery, and have a chance at a life without chronic medical problems.

Thanks for reading.

bennymay

foreground: ben on tailgate of C-130 Hercules, background: Rottnest Island WA & Indian Ocean