I guess it starts off like many. I was born into this world penniless, and I still am—that’s because God pays in talents, not cash. I started off better than some, with both a mom and a dad for the first decade of my life. And so, the journey begins.
To be included soon, I was kidnapped as an infant when my Father was in Vietnam – this story will need to be recounted by my mother. It was this incident that caused my father’s first violent aggression toward my mother when he returned from several tours – he blamed her. That aggression continued to get worse over the years. He wouldn’t get mad for no reason, but even the smallest thing could mean spending the night in a battered woman’s and children’s shelter. Luckily, he wasn’t mad all the time. War really messes people up and destroys families – I can tell you firsthand. Aside from the shortcomings, he was a good dad. I felt he loved me. He just had issues I would likely never understand because war made his life so different.
I do want to mention one experience with my father. We were in the auto parts store, ironically one I would manage later in life. We were in line to pay when the man behind us recognized a patch on my father’s leather flight jacket. They were excited to talk, and as the other man shared his story suggesting my dad’s squadron saved his life, he even began to cry; it was quite impactful to see this grown man crying in an auto parts store. The man looked down at me, placed his hand on my shoulder, and said, ‘Your dad is a hero.’ My father, still an active duty Master Chief in the US Navy after his time in the Air Force, took the man’s hand off my shoulder and said, ‘Don’t listen to this man, son; he is emotional. I wasn’t a hero; I was a mercenary for the US government. I took a paycheck to kill people; there’s no honor in that, son. Heroes save lives and don’t do it for the money. I was a mercenary, son, not a hero.
I think deep inside, my father wanted to be a hero. However, absolute truth over perceived truth mattered a lot to him.
Well, growing up in a military family, my childhood was anything but ordinary. My father, John Coates, was an aviator, and our lives revolved around military bases and the constant roar of planes. My mother, Sandra, managed our household, often living on base, with the same precision and discipline. My early years were spent moving from base to base, flying in cockpits with my father, and exploring the nooks and crannies of military life. It was an adventurous start, but little did I know, a significant turning point awaited me.
At the tender age of seven, an accident dramatically altered the course of my young life. One ordinary day, as I walked on the sidewalk, a motorcycle veered off a ramp and struck me. The impact led to the discovery of a far graver issue—kidney cancer. The subsequent months were a blur of long hospital stays, surgeries, and recovery. I spent nearly a year of my life confined to a hospital ward, surrounded by the sterile smells and sounds of sick children.
The military hospital ward was a long hallway, each side lined with beds, each bed surrounded by a curtain. Holidays were bittersweet occasions, marked by visits from people dressed as the Easter Bunny, Halloween characters, and even Santa Claus. Yet, amidst the cheer, there was an undercurrent of sorrow. Many of the young patients, kids just like me, did not make it. I vividly remember the parents who would come to collect the belongings of their children who never returned from surgery. That Christmas of 1977, my only wish was that no kids died; I only wanted every kid in my ward to be alive to see their parents for Christmas. The fear of becoming one of those children who didn’t come back haunted me, but by the grace of God, my surgery was a success. However, the experience left me with an indelible sense of fragility and value for life.
Despite the long hospital stay and the harrowing experiences, moments of joy and mischief punctuated my days. One such instance was when I discovered the ice cream stash in a hallway freezer. Government-issued ice cream bars in chocolate, vanilla, and strawberry were my treasures. One day, seeing the sadness on the faces of my fellow patients, I loaded my wheelchair with as many ice cream bars as it could carry and handed them out to everyone on the ward. While my actions brought smiles to many, they also landed me in trouble. Some children were not allowed to have ice cream due to their conditions, and my impromptu act of kindness resulted in losing my wheelchair privileges.
So, at seven years old, I had a lot of time to reflect on what I had just learned. I learned that even with the best intentions, not all good ideas are good ideas. Unintended consequences arise when you don’t have all the information. This is a very relevant aspect of my work today at RF Safe: getting people informed enough to make the right choices.
My parents’ divorce when I was ten added another layer of complexity to my young life. It meant going from private Catholic schools to public schools. My father, seeking distance, requested a posting to Antarctica for two years, leaving my mother and me to navigate our new reality. I lived with my mom but didn’t see her often because she had three jobs at times to pay the bills, and my father’s absence meant that I had to find solace and companionship in the tools and projects he left behind. Boats, cars, engines—anything mechanical became my playground. Tinkering in the garage was not just a pastime; it was a way to maintain a connection to my father and our shared activities. As it turned out, I’d only see him briefly a handful more times up until this day.
To Do:
First Mechanical Job (14 years old) – Walker Trucking, Suffolk, VA:
A fun part-time job greasing fittings and the fifth wheel, getting tools, and helping wherever someone said, “Hey, I need a–.” Bonus: $5 per chrome wheel shined!
First Hard Job (14 years old) – Crab Boat in the Chesapeake Bay:
Worst job ever – $15 a day, weekends, 4 am to 2 pm. When the pots were being shaken above, jellyfish stingers would drip off your skin, burning, while the job was to separate very big, pissed-off crabs from the little ones. The big ones can bite very hard and not let go. I only took the job so my mother would trust me to take the 18-foot boat my father left at the house out into the water. She said I needed a summer of work experience on the water first before I could take the boat. Thank God she gave in sooner; I did about a dozen crab boat runs!
First Business:
I quit working on the crab boat the minute my mother let me take my father’s boat out on the water. I borrowed money for new crab pots and hired another kid, Pat Bracket, who, by my old boss, was paid $15 a day, too. Now, we were getting 35 dollars for a bushel basket and could get a few in an hour. I split profits after expenses with him to start a fresh crab delivery service for the surrounding neighborhoods. We worked for an hour after school and water-skied a few hours daily or drove go-carts with the money we earned.
Near fatal boat accident with Pat and friends. The hand of God saved us all! The truth was, we were just kids and were clueless about the risk of the open waters. I would love to hear the account others recall, but we were less than 5 minutes from the boat going under between two oil tankers in a storm a mile offshore if we hadn’t been rescued right when we were.
In high school, my life took another unexpected turn because of a muddy hole in the ground. Near the Tidewater Community College campus, construction began on a new bridge tunnel to Newport News, VA. The excavation created a playground of sorts for my friends and me—perfect terrain for four-wheeling. This period coincided with my introduction to higher education in a rather unorthodox manner. Gary Swindle, a neighbor who had graduated from high school the year before, often took me four-wheeling at the college. I wasn’t even old enough to drive yet, and when class was out, as many as 15 trucks hit the mud. Initially, I waited in his truck for what felt like an eternity for a 15-year-old kid with no cell phones in the 80s; an hour and forty-five minutes in the cab of a truck was forever while he attended classes before we could spend the rest of the evening getting his truck stuck in the mud.
I was losing interest in going mudding over the wait, so eventually, he asked one of his teachers if I could wait in the classroom instead. Gary did this basically because he didn’t want to get out of his truck to hook up the rope in the mud, but I didn’t care—it was fun!
Sitting quietly at the back of the room, I absorbed the lessons. One day, the teacher handed me a test, curious to see if I had been paying attention. To everyone’s surprise, including mine, I scored higher than any of the college students. This unexpected success opened doors for me. The teacher wrote a recommendation for my high school guidance counselor, which led to another slip authorizing me to enroll in college courses. It was a significant change going from high school classroom friends I had known for a long time to being surrounded by adults all day. So a teacher scribbled on a note, and now I was buying college textbooks and earning credits, fully immersed in automotive engineering studies at Tidewater Community College.
College life cost me my driver’s license learner’s permit. The same kid who got me into college figured it would be a good idea for me to drive since I had my learner’s permit and didn’t drink. I had just turned 15 and 8 months, and I could drive as long as an adult over 18 was in the car. So I went with Gary to the beach in a car full of people in a 1973 Ford Mustang Mach 1 with a thunderous big block. My college friends all got crazy drunk, and I agreed we all had a better chance of getting home from the beach if I drove. Things were getting messy—it started pouring rain. … To be continued…
To Do First Car- From the two I sold before I could drive to the 67 Mustang I built in college.
These early experiences—surviving a life-threatening illness, navigating family changes, and finding my footing in the world of engineering—shaped my resilience and fueled my passion for technology and safety. They set the stage for my future endeavors and the founding of RF Safe, a mission-driven enterprise dedicated to protecting people from the potential dangers of RF radiation.
Leaving the 80s behind in VA
The 1980s were a time of great change and opportunity. With the education I’d gained from college at an early age, I was eager to put my skills to work. Despite essentially having a mechanical engineering degree at the time, I found that the job market for mechanics was still very traditional, dominated by old-timers with extensive tool collections worth tens of thousands of dollars—tools that I didn’t yet have at my young age. My education alone wasn’t enough to land me a position in a shop, so I looked for another way to utilize my knowledge.
I found my first significant job as a part-time manager at Twin B Auto Parts, becoming the youngest manager in the chain’s history. Twin B had 32 stores in the 80s, and I quickly became known for my encyclopedic knowledge of parts catalogs. This reputation earned me the trust of local racing enthusiasts, especially those from the Langley Speedway, who relied on my expertise to source high-performance engine parts. These interactions allowed me to gain hands-on experience in building super high-performance engines, a rare opportunity that further fueled my passion for engineering.
At 16 years old, I balanced college courses with my responsibilities as a part-time auto parts store manager. It was challenging, mainly because the law limited the number of hours I could work as a minor, making it hard to meet obligations at times. Before I turned 17, I was living on my own with a roommate from college, good ole Ed Myers, bless his soul, and his girlfriend, Jen.
At the parts store, I learned about every part ever made for a car, and with my engineering background, I got really good and fast at fixing them in the following years as I acquired more tools. One of the most interesting experiences during this period involved my neighbor, David Dunphy, a veterinarian who lived in the duplex next to mine. When his car’s motor blew up, the piston connecting rod snapped just days before he was set to take a new job in New York. I stepped in to help. We pulled the motor out of his car and into my kitchen, where we rebuilt it over the weekend, ensuring he could make the trip to his new position.
A year later, David ended up in Aspen, Colorado, working at the Aspen Valley Veterinarian Clinic. His girlfriend Brenda began sending me the Aspen Times newspaper every week with a simple sticky note that read, “Look, nobody got shot.” This small act highlighted the stark contrast between life in Portsmouth, Virginia, during the crack epidemic and the peacefulness of Aspen. Portsmouth in the 80s was rife with violence, and the auto parts stores were frequent targets of armed robberies.
The Last Straw for Living in VA
A little younger childhood friend I knew from playing in the neighborhood, 16-year-old Jonna Collins, was being held against her will. She had been missing for two weeks when I ran into her mother, Julie Oldfield, at the store. I had known Mrs. Oldfield from my neighborhood growing up. She couldn’t even catch her breath while explaining to me what was happening; the police had no leads except for local drug gang activity.
I took her phone number and asked for as much information as I could find out about who Jonna was with so I could start there. I gathered the toughest and most fearless people I could find in Portsmouth, VA. The one who really got the ball rolling to get Jonna back to her parents was Kip Kirsch. Bless his soul.
In short, Kip got the kid to talk using techniques he had learned from movies – a combination of Mel Gibson from “Lethal Weapon” and Patrick Swayze from “Road House.” I had no idea Kip was going to take it to that level, but when the smart-mouthed punk got close enough to Kip, everything changed in an instant. Kip saved Jonna’s life with those few minutes of remarkable courage and bravery.
We had the names of the gang members who originally had Jonna, and the search took us into three cities where she was drugged nearly to death, being passed around from crackhouse to crackhouse over the following weeks until we found her.
Working for an auto parts store and as a repo agent, who also enforced the parking permits in the crime-struck Ida Barbour housing project in Portsmouth, VA, wasn’t cutting it. My tow truck had a growing number of bullet holes. Drug dealers hated it when they ran inside to make a deal, and their car was gone seconds later. I’ve repossessed hundreds of cars and pulled hundreds more out of the projects. The best night was when I found three cars that other companies couldn’t locate in a single night. I had a secret weapon: Domino’s and Pizza Hut.
It was a given that any address the bank gave you was a wild goose chase, but the phone number the bank had for them was always legit. I would call Pizza Place 1, give them the phone number, place an order, and confirm the address they had on file. I’d put the order on hold, saying I needed to find my credit card, check the map, go to the confirmed address, and repo the car. If I were hungry, I’d call the pizza place that just made me $300 in 15 minutes to change the phone number and delivery address of the pizza.
The allure of a safer, more serene life became too strong to ignore. One day, I decided to take a leap of faith. I sold everything I owned, including my beloved Chevelle, and bought a more practical car for the cross-country journey. Along with my dog, I packed up and left for Aspen to start the 1990s. This move marked a significant turning point in my life, setting the stage for new adventures and the eventual founding of RF Safe.
I just entered my 20s in what can only be called heaven on earth!
To Do: Terry Fattor, Glenwood Tire, and Midas 1902 Grand Ave – worth mentioning.
A New Beginning in Aspen
Aspen in the 90s was a dream come true. Here, I will get into my first job in Colorado, which allowed me to have a lifestyle I had only dreamed of. For a single guy in his early 20s, a four-bedroom house was big enough for friends. I couldn’t have asked for better roommates, Mark and Scott Reese, two brothers from NC who came to Colorado to master the mountains, and they did so. Riding with those guys was incredible. If I recall correctly, Scott won the Crested Butte extremes freestyle snowboarding competition more than once. Sponsors loaded him up with so much free stuff that I never had to pay for any of the best snowboarding gear you could get. This only happened in one season out of my decade in the Aspen Valley, but 100 powder days in a single season was something I was proud of in my 20s.
Pro-lifer’s Brought Meaning Into My Life!
Life in Aspen was exhilarating, and it was during this time that I met Tamara. She worked at The Little Nell in Aspen, a 5-star, 5-diamond hotel, and loved skiing growing up there as a local who knew the ins and outs of the town. She becomes the mother of my daughter, Angel Leigh Coates. When we found out she was pregnant, our joy was boundless. Life seemed perfect, and we eagerly anticipated the arrival of our child. However, our happiness was short-lived when we received devastating news in the third trimester. The doctors discovered a neural tube disorder that had been missed in earlier tests. The condition was severe, and the medical professionals strongly recommended terminating the pregnancy, despite it being practically full-term.
The thought of ending a life we had already become attached to was heart-wrenching. I struggled to support the decision to terminate the pregnancy, feeling an overwhelming attachment to our unborn child. When Tamara decided to go through with the abortion, it broke my heart, and I couldn’t bring myself to accompany her. It was a long drive from Glenwood Springs to Colorado Springs, and I stayed home, grappling with my emotions.
Tamara called me from outside the clinic, her voice frantic and filled with tears. Protesters had gathered in front of the clinic, armed with picket signs and loudspeakers, blocking it completely. They threw things at her car, adding to her distress. She told me she couldn’t go through with it, and in that moment, I felt an immense sense of relief and gratitude. I urged her to come home, telling her that we would face whatever came next together.
Thanks to the intervention of those protesters, I was present for the birth of Angel Leigh Coates. Holding my daughter for the first time, I felt an indescribable mix of love and sorrow. Despite her condition, she was a beautiful reminder of the fragility and preciousness of life. Angel’s brief existence profoundly impacted me, shaping my resolve to protect others from the unseen dangers that had taken her from us.
I cannot stress enough that the next 25 years of my life, leading up to today, are a result of those pro-lifers who were there, willing to go to jail or whatever it took just to save my baby. I thank them. I thank them so much because those short moments with Angel turned out to be the most meaningful minutes of my entire life.
These experiences in Aspen, coupled with the joy and heartbreak of becoming a father, further fueled my determination to understand and mitigate the risks associated with RF radiation. The seeds of RF Safe were sown from these deeply personal and transformative moments. They set the stage for my life’s mission: to educate and protect others from the potential dangers of electromagnetic radiation.
There will be more sections here soon. I am putting this together for my daughter so she knows why I am who I am and why RF Safe is a life’s mission. One I hope the world pays attention to sooner rather than later.
Business on my own in Aspen.
To Do: Start of Coates Tire and Auto—the world’s first snow tire installer truck and A/C retrofit truck servicing the Aspen Valley, with a Limousine fleet, Aspen Limousine.
If you’d like to jump ahead 5 years
RF Safe was a very early adopter of the internet, founded in 1998, and RF Safe is the world’s premier online resource dedicated to providing education and solutions for reducing exposure to radiofrequency (RF) radiation from wireless devices. The mission is to raise awareness about the potential health risks associated with RF radiation exposure and empower people to take proactive steps to protect themselves and their loved ones.
RF Safe was established in response to my personal tragedy when my daughter, Angel Leigh Coates, passed away in 1995 from a rare neural tube disorder called Anencephaly. I began researching the effects of electromagnetic radiation (EMR) on the human body, and concluded that EMR exposure could potentially be causing a variety of medical disorders, including the one that took my daughter’s life.
Driven by my personal experience and inspired by a 1997 study by Carl Blackman et al. on the effects of weak magnetic fields on chick embryos (Bioelectromagnetics. 1997;18(1):71-85) – the exact same birth defect that killed my daughter, I founded RF Safe as a platform to educate others about the potential dangers of RF radiation exposure and provide solutions for reducing exposure. Since then, RF Safe has become a trusted source of information, offering the largest SAR comparison database in the world, and has introduced several new innovative RF Safe technologies, mainly in the open-source domain.
I founded RF Safe to investigate the biological impacts of electromagnetic radiation (EMR), driven by this personal tragedy that profoundly shaped my life and work. My daughter, born with a neural tube defect (NTD), fought bravely but briefly for life. Neural tube defects are severe malformations of the brain and spine that occur when the embryonic neural tube, the precursor to the central nervous system, fails to close properly by the 28th day after conception. This defect can lead to conditions like anencephaly, where significant portions of the brain and skull do not develop.
The pain of losing my daughter was compounded by research suggesting that high EMF exposure in occupational environments could increase the risk of NTDs by as much as 300%. This finding resonated with my experience, as my daughter’s mother was exposed to significant EMR levels while working with powerful radio equipment during her pregnancy. Driven by this, I made a solemn vow over my daughter’s last breaths: to uncover and combat the hidden dangers that had stolen her future.
This quest led to the conceptualization of The Genesis Framework, an ambitious project aiming to unify the laws of physics with the complex processes of biological development. This framework is not just a scientific model; it is a personal crusade to ensure that future generations are safeguarded against the invisible threats that pervade our increasingly technological world.
Why The Genesis Framework Matters
The Genesis Framework endeavors to redefine our understanding of the universe by aligning classical physics with a higher-dimensional space. This alignment is crucial because it seeks to explain how bioelectric gradients—vital for the early stages of embryonic development—are influenced by the broader electromagnetic environment.
In developing this framework, I am driven by the hope that we can one day simulate the entire process of life unfolding—from DNA to the final structures of the living organism—within a unified physical model. By understanding how the memory encoded in the fabric of space directs the organization of matter, from galaxies to quantum particles, we open up new possibilities for medical science, particularly in the fields of developmental biology and prenatal care.
The Role of Bioelectric Potentials
Bioelectric potentials are crucial in guiding developmental processes. These potentials help orchestrate the beautifully complex choreography of cells as they divide, differentiate, and organize into the tissues and organs that form a new being. Any disruption to these delicate processes, especially during critical periods like the first month of pregnancy, can lead to devastating outcomes.
With The Genesis Framework, we aim to create a tool that can predict and perhaps mitigate disruptions in bioelectric signaling caused by environmental factors, including EMFs. By simulating how these forces interact on a quantum level and across dimensions of memory and matter, we could potentially develop technologies that not only protect but also optimize our lifestyle for healthy embryonic development in the face of various environmental challenges.
A Promise to the Future
This framework is more than a scientific endeavor; it is a promise to my daughter—a vow to protect other children from the unseen dangers that lie in wait. It is a commitment to transform grief into action, ensuring that her brief life continues to inspire change and progress in the world.
By integrating the complexities of bioelectric phenomena with the foundational principles of physics through The Genesis Framework, we step closer to a future where the interplay between our bodies and the environment is not only understood but also safeguarded. This is my mission: to decode the mysteries of life and the universe, not just to satisfy scientific curiosity but to heal and protect the vulnerable among us.
First words posted to RF Safe archived here https://www.rfsafe.com/daughter-heaven-angel-leigh-coates-tragedy-emfs/
Coming Chapters:
First website: buytires.net 1998
https://autopedia.com/bbs/tires/messages/8272.html
Invention: The World’s first mobile tire truck that could high-speed balance tires.
Invention: EMF Shielded Belly Band
Invention: Interferometric Array Antenna
Coates’ Contributions to RF Safety
Video filmed in 1998
John Coates has made significant contributions to improving RF safety through innovative technologies. Early in his RF Safe career, he gave Jim Johnson the rights to patent an interferometric antenna array for wireless devices. This technology, which led to changes in the FCC’s antenna rules, used phase-shifted radiating elements to create a spatial null, minimizing radiation exposure to users.
Additionally, Coates has patented a zero SAR wireless network using Far UV light. This system transmits and receives data using Far-UVC light, which simultaneously sterilizes air and surfaces while being safe for continuous human exposure. “This technology leverages the germicidal properties of Far-UVC light to ensure safe communication without penetrating human skin, thus creating a zero-SAR communication environment,” Coates explains.
RF Safe was the first, or one of the first in the world, to manufacture air-tube headsets, anti-radiation phone cases, laptop shields, and EMF belly bands in the 90s. Today, we continue to innovate and provide cutting-edge products designed to reduce RF radiation exposure.
A Legacy of Innovation and Advocacy
My involvement in EMF safety extends decades beyond these groundbreaking technologies. The image from 2002, which shows the RF Safe RadFree headset, is a testament to my long-standing commitment to protecting consumers from EMF exposure. “RF Safe was making world’s first air-tube headsets in the 1990s, along with shielded clothing, shielded phone cases, and belly bands for babies before the internet was even a teenager,” These designs have become the foundation for many commonly sold EMF safety products on the market today.
To Do- Fallout with Silicon Valley Business Model – Jim Johnson
RF Safe mission was founded in 1998, but early RF Safe website content was posted on buytires.net’s server- RF Safe website: rfsafe.com 1999
The first business model I thought of for RF Safe was to partner with Cellularphones.com. They were paying very high commissions for cellular activations. It made sense to give away everything I had to make your cell phone use as safe as possible. I thought it was the best win-win in the world. The only catch was that the customers had to remain active for a certain number of days before being paid the commissions.
If you sold the phone at a discounted price to be competitive, which was standard practice at the time, and gave away the phone safety accessories too, there was a lot of money that was not covered by the customer’s purchase while waiting for the $300 commission. Everything would remain profitable as long as you were paid the promised commissions.
However, when Cellularphones.com went out of business, I ended up covering most of the cost of a lot of people’s new cell phones and the cost of the RF Safe safety accessories I sent with their new phones.
First Time Going Broke – Cellularphones.com Bankruptcy
I had no money left to continue developing technology to protect people, so I partnered with Rich Emandi. It was a one-sided deal, but I had no other options; I would have been homeless in days, and RF Safe would have gone offline in the summer of 2000 if I hadn’t made this deal.
The deal was simple: Rich was CEO and could make all the money from the products as long as he offered only my proven and researched designs. I only needed a room and food to work 120-hour weeks promoting RF safety. Learning how to code and build database-driven websites, anything that I could use the internet for to inform people about the risk of RFR radiation, I spent these years learning everything I could about making the internet my tool to save lives.
My journey began with a personal tragedy—the loss of my child—which ignited a relentless quest to understand the impacts of electromagnetic energy on life. This quest led to the formation of RF Safe, a pioneering force in the fight against excessive exposure to electromagnetic radiation. Today, this is still a very unpopular battle.
I’m cut out for this battle. I attended my first college-level engineering courses in the 80s when I was 15 years old at Tidewater Community College – TCC Portsmouth Campus. In the mid-90s, I demonstrated the world’s first interferometric array cell phone antenna for safer levels of EMR exposure; today, that innovation is widely used when beamforming high-frequency wireless communication arrays. Also, my newest patent points to a future where wireless frequencies that are incapable of penetrating the body can be used, which will work perfectly for zero SAR RF Safe wireless communication networks. US Patent US11700058B2
In the early 2000s, I joined a group of leading physicists to learn everything known at the time about the most fundamental forces of nature found in our EM environment. The discussions and theories we explored revealed that the man-made EM forces that were responsible for great harm were also utilized by nature to support life at the most fundamental level. However, only if the biological effects of man-made EMF are understood and managed correctly can we mitigate the harms of the electromagnetic radiation that is polluting our environment. This journey is documented in various papers, patents, and references online, highlighting RF Safe’s ongoing efforts to educate and protect the public for a quarter century.
Anyway, Emandi, who bragged about me being his slave at times so I could continue to inform people about RF radiation, ran into some problems that had nothing to do with me, creating an opportunity to go our separate ways.
I had already created the LibertyUnites tribute site (LU) after the attacks on 9/11, and a large community was forming there. It was founded out of the pain I knew these people were in, as I had lost my firstborn daughter, and a wife, Dorothy Bogdan, who lost a husband and father on 9/11.
I still had nothing to do with RF Safe product sales, as the salesperson Rich had hired as the sales manager continued what he had learned working for Rich. I was fine with that because I was working around the clock helping members get their voices heard and posting tributes for the victims of war and terror so members could post prayers and condolences on LU.
I’ve never stopped posting information and updates to my RF Safe site, and because the best protection were my EMF mitigation designs, I absolutely recommended them to people over inferior designs. RF Safe has always been a personal website, existing before any company was formed, and my hope is that RF Safe’s mission will continue long after protected by our right to free speech.
Rich’s sales guy, Lou, was starting a family and had just gotten married, so as long as people were being informed and someone was actively promoting the best EMF protection, that’s all I wanted. I didn’t need to make any money from RF Safe product sales or designs if I could survive doing something else.
LibertyUnites became a second full-time job. The cost of TV hosting had gone from $25 a month to $5k a month. LibertyUnites was growing really fast and somehow could break even on display ads and non-solicited donations. Things changed when Nick Berg was beheaded. Millions of people hit our servers simultaneously, and more servers were needed. 9/11 widow Dorothy Bogdan stepped in to increase the server power online.
LibertyUnites.tv was the first free-speech website taken down by the deep state, I can assure you! The total membership was over 200k, and the community was very active. Facebook was only open to .edu emails and not even available to the public yet. The compassionate LU community banded together to bail out protesters who tried to give Terri Schiavo water and were arrested. I reported back to LU members from the scene and came face to face with Sean Hannity over a pressing issue with the media manufacturing public opinion there. I will expand on this encounter with Hannity about Scarborough producers as it is relevant today.
9/11 – libertyunites.tv Liberty Unites Foundation 2001-2005
https://weekendamerica.publicradio.org/programs/index_20040925.html
Second Time Going Broke – Liberty Unites Foundation shut down by US government.
In this chapter, trying to survive after the government took my server and dismantled my community online at LibertyUnites was hard. I had less than nothing because I had to come up with the money for service bills to keep the work I had done on RF Safe online. While I didn’t have time to back up everything, I did have the tributes saved. The size of the remaining data was too large, given my resources.
I made an appearance on CNN during this time, doing what I could to make ends meet so I could afford a hotel room. It was funny to see a homeless guy on CNN telling people how to afford their homes. But I was right, and this was a better option than allowing families to lose their homes. I was back to doing whatever I could to keep RF Safe, and the tribute site online. I just needed a hotel room and access to servers and a little food. Instant Credit Builders put me up in a Hilton after I agreed I thought it was beneficial for people.
RF Safe mission is revived by Debra Letter, who lost her husband to a brain tumor from his cell phone.
She was an Angel; she helped get a roof over my head again in 2012 for a few months and invested in RF Safety accessories.
I ended up renting 2 storage units for RF Safe inventory, and I lived in one at this time until I made enough money to rent a building to run RF Safe from and sleep in the office. Water damage forced me out of the Largo after maybe six months, and it did a fair amount of damage after that bad storm. So I relocated back to the island house on Redington Beach, where I shared a hotel room with the products.
Cory Schop, a friend who lives in Canida but travels the world, and I decided to do a joint venture on RF Safe products. He was going to do the books and marketing, and I would do product design and research. However, when Cory came back from a trip, I thought it was really to help me, but when he left, he drained the bank account to take his investment money with him.
I got lucky. With my account at zero, I was able to get a PayPal loan for 30k based on sales. I lived in a hotel room at the Island House Beach Resort, and if I didn’t want to be homeless in a few days, I had to go for it 100% by myself to keep it going.
I did end up making enough to get RF Safe into a new business shop in Madeira Beach and, over the years, hired many people like me who were homeless or on the verge of it. I bought them cars to get them on their feet even when I had no car of my own. RF Safe has been a struggle, but it has been rewarding in so many ways other than financially.
Third Time Going Broke – US Government Again – Covid lockdowns! Something that happens when the government pays employees so they make more money staying home instead of coming to work, generating the company’s revenue. To protect us from a virus that was paid for courtesy of the US taxpayer’s gain of function research they lied about. Thanks, Anthony Fauci! The virus is the government making bioweapons and interfering with private organizations to further political agenda. Overlooking what is best for the health of the American people is the virus!
This entire page is a work in progress. I am coming into the last chapters, and I hope I have time to finish the topics I need to expand on.
If not, know I tried harder than any of you could ever imagine.
I’ve been blessed to learn a number of talents in my life and also the will to use them for the most important thing of all, “Life,” gifts from God. I will use these gifts on earth to protect our children and the love they bring into this world until the day I die. I hope some of you will continue this fight to protect our children from toxic entropic waste in the form of electromagnetic pollution! This is less than 10% complete, but if you see something you’d like expanded on or clarified added here – you can text me at 727-610-1188
How I wish this journey would end is not so—the dream remains elusive. The enlightenment of humanity—that our environment and ourselves are all one within God, and that the entropic waste we release as electromagnetic disturbances is toxic to our environment and life. When we come to understand that all things come from the light, we will transcend into a new era of well-being, health, and prosperity. We must destroy the ignorance that harms us today and bring forth new medical interventions with a precise understanding of bioelectricity, the software of life. For the sake of our children! Please!
“Life, Engineering, and Advocacy: The Journey of John Coates”
Abstract
Abstract: In “Life, Engineering, and Advocacy: The Journey of John Coates,” John Coates shares his remarkable life story, tracing his path from a young boy facing life-threatening challenges and complex family dynamics to becoming a pioneering entrepreneur and advocate for RF safety. Born into a military family, John experienced the disciplined yet adventurous spirit of military life, characterized by frequent relocations and a close connection with his father’s military career. A severe accident at the age of seven led to a kidney cancer diagnosis, marking the beginning of a harrowing year filled with hospital stays and surgeries that profoundly shaped his perspective on life and its fragility.
Despite these early hardships, John found solace and a passion for mechanical engineering, heavily influenced by his father’s influence and his own innate curiosity about how things work. His teenage years were marked by a mix of academic pursuits, as he balanced college courses with managing an auto parts store, and the challenges of early independence. This period of his life was filled with both innovation and adversity, from starting a fresh crab delivery service to experiencing the dangers of gang violence and the rough environment of his hometown.
The narrative takes readers through the highs and lows of his life—from rescuing a childhood friend from gangs to moving to Aspen, where he embraced an exhilarating lifestyle amidst the serene beauty of the mountains. As he delved into the realm of RF safety, John’s personal tragedies fueled a relentless pursuit to educate and protect others from the dangers of electromagnetic radiation. His journey is a testament to resilience, innovation, and a lifelong commitment to making the world a safer place.
John’s narrative continues through his move to Aspen in his twenties, where he embraced a life filled with adventure and beauty, set against the backdrop of the serene Colorado mountains. It was here that he faced profound personal tragedies that would steer the course of his life towards a mission of public advocacy and technological innovation in RF safety.
Driven by the loss of his daughter to a rare neural tube disorder and inspired by his own experiences with electromagnetic radiation, John founded RF Safe, an organization dedicated to educating and protecting others from the dangers associated with electromagnetic radiation. His journey from personal loss to professional advocacy highlights his resilience, innovation, and unyielding commitment to making the world a safer place.
This narrative is more than just a biography; it’s a testament to the power of overcoming adversity and using one’s life experiences as a catalyst for change and advocacy. John Coates’ life story embodies a deep commitment to engineering and advocacy, demonstrating how personal history can inform and drive professional endeavors in meaningful ways.
Book Structure and Summary
Part 1: Early Years and Formative Experiences
- Chapter 1: Military Childhood
- Growing up on military bases
- Adventures and early exposure to aviation
- Chapter 2: A Life-Altering Accident
- The motorcycle accident and kidney cancer diagnosis
- Year-long hospital stay and its impact on John’s outlook
Part 2: Teenage Years and Early Independence
- Chapter 3: Mechanical Aptitude
- Early jobs and learning about car parts
- Balancing college courses and managing an auto parts store
- Chapter 4: First Ventures in Business
- Working on a crab boat and starting a crab delivery service
- Near-fatal boat accident and lessons learned
Part 3: Higher Education and Entrepreneurial Spirit
- Chapter 5: Unconventional Path to College
- Introduction to higher education through four-wheeling
- Excelling in automotive engineering studies
- Chapter 6: Auto Parts Store and Repossession Work
- Managing an auto parts store and working as a repo agent
- The innovative use of pizza delivery services to locate cars
Part 4: The Move to Aspen
- Chapter 7: New Beginnings in Colorado
- Selling everything and moving to Aspen
- Snowboarding adventures and the vibrant Aspen lifestyle
- Chapter 8: Pioneering Innovations
- Starting the first mobile tire service
- Developing the RF Safe mission and early challenges
Part 5: RF Safe and Advocacy
- Chapter 9: Founding RF Safe
- The personal tragedy that inspired RF Safe
- Early innovations and policy wins
- Chapter 10: Liberty Unites and Advocacy Work
- Establishing Liberty Unites after 9/11
- Challenges and government interventions
Part 6: Reflecting on a Lifelong Mission
- Chapter 11: The Struggle for Safety
- Continuing the fight for RF safety under various administrations
- The dual nature of RF-EMF radiation and its implications
- Chapter 12: Legacy and Future Aspirations
- Reflecting on 25 years of advocacy
- Hopes for future research and technological advancements
Additional Sections
- Photographs and Memorabilia
- Visuals from John’s early life, career milestones, and personal moments
- Appendices
- Important documents, patents, and research studies related to RF safety
Title Consideration
- “From Muddy Roads to Mountain Peaks: The Journey of John Coates”
This proposed structure provides a comprehensive and engaging narrative that captures the essence of John’s life, from his early struggles and achievements to his ongoing mission with RF Safe. It reflects his resilience, innovative spirit, and deep commitment to making a positive impact on the world.
