This is a lucky day for readers who crave to see more of our Vanguard, the estimable Keith Alan Raniere, now tucked away from sight – lodged as he is at the Metropolitan Detention Center in Brooklyn, New York awaiting sentencing.
Today, we have Part 5 in our series – the wonderful pictures of Vanguard and his followers.
The pictures are mainly screenshots from HBO’s “The Vow”, a 9-episode documentary series about Nxivm, which airs on HBO on Sunday nights at 10 pm. Learn more about it on HBO’s website.
Its executive producers are Jehane Noujaim and Karim Amer. Anyone can watch the first four episodes for free at flixtor.
My previous posts of rare and new pictures are to be found here:
Part 1: See Never Before Published Photos of Raniere, Salzman, Mack and Bronfman; Via HBO’s The Vow
Part 2 More New Pictures of Nxivm Including the Dalai Lama With Nancy Salzman
Part 3 More Great New Nxivm Pictures From the Vow on HBO – Mostly of the Vanguard Himself
Part 4: More Neat Unseen Photos of Nxivm, the Vanguard and His Prefect
Nxivm was always about Keith Alan Raniere, who insisted that he be called Vanguard by his followers – and it was always about him posing as a holy, noble and wise man, none of which he ever was – as evidenced by his current locale – federal prison.
In his day, Raniere had many followers – all of whom thought he was divine or semi-divine. Let’s see how many we can identify here. Starting with the front row: Lauren Salzman, [?], Alex ‘El Duce’ Betancourt, Adrian ‘Fluffy’ Fernandez, Clare Webb Bronfman, [?], Allison Mack, Sarah Edmondson, Nicki Clyne. Second row Mark Vicente, [?] [?] Monica Duran, Dani Padilla, Pam Cafritz, Keith Raniere, [?], Bonnie Piesse, Nancy Salzman. In the back, I see Marc Elliot, Esther Chiappone, Karen U., Emiliano Salinas – and farther back, Jimmy Del Negro.
Keith Raniere claimed he played concert level piano at age 12. Yet he never had a concert except occasionally in front of his fawning students. He was actually a very mediocre player who knew only a few songs. Here he plays at Nancy’s house.
Here is another rare picture of Raniere on the piano.
Here he plays in what appears to be his bathrobe.
Below are some actual recordings of Keith on piano from the 1990s.
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[Not a real photo] He played concert level perversion at the age of 57.
His devotees are wonderstruck at every note, thinking that he is eclipsing the known universe of musical sound, creating some kind of deep sound vibration that will uplift and heal them.
That faraway look – As Vanguard sees beyond the known universe and is gazing into eternity [which in his case is life in prison.].
Mark Vicente and Keith Alan Raniere, pointing out something inscrutable.
A man given to skipping baths and showers even between sexual encounters, here Raniere hugs a woman after playing a sweaty game of volleyball and probably unbathed for a week or more [unless he went into his hot tub]. I found it fascinating that many women said his body smelled like a hog fresh out of the sty and his face smelled like he had performed cunnilingus on numerous women.
Keith Alan Raniere always made sure he ate well – and just what he liked – while ensuring his women starved.
When Raniere spoke, they all listened. It would be a grave insult to the being who was leading them from darkness to light – not to be silent the minute he opened his mouth.
Keith Raniere, followed by Lauren Salzman, leads the team on to the volleyball court.
Keith with his devotees and fellow volleyball players. He is the shortest one of the field.
One of the secrets of his volleyball playing is that it was conducted late at night and was perfect for aiding in his sleep-deprivation plans. After long intensives that started at 7 am, he [or the women], he would insist that serious students come watch him play volleyball at 1 am – if they were serious about learning – and then, of course, they would have to be back at the intensive at 7 am the next morning. But they got the privilege of actually seeing and being with the Vanguard.
He claimed he had the athleticism of Jim Thorpe the great 20th-century athlete who was speedy, strong, and skillful. His body belies that claim.
He’s no Keith Raniere, but Jim Thorpe did win Olympic gold medals in the 1912 pentathlon and decathlon – and played professional football, baseball, and basketball.
But Raniere, as his women devotees would tell other women they sought to recruit, was far more than just an amazing athlete. He was an ethicist, with the moral virtues of Gandhi and a genius with a higher IQ than Einstein.
He loved to be photographed.
He wanted his devotees to think that preserving his every action and deed for posterity would be of great benefit after he was gone. If only they had been able to photograph Jesus or Buddha like they did Raniere, they would have seen the similarities, he taught.
One can easily see why he needed women to edify him in advance. He is an ugly brute. Ugly on the outside – and since ugliness is sometimes only skin deep, it turned out he was quite ugly on the inside too.
Back in 2006, Keith Raniere had some athletic ability. Here he does a handstand.
He tries to stand on one hand but begins to fall and uses his other hand to stop the fall.
Here, Keith is depicted as Erik the scientist in a proposed cartoon series about him with Joe [who is supposed to be Mark Vicente]. Erik is showing Joe some deep scientific truth.
