We are just stating facts. A man's measure is how he behaved in life - and all of what is being said here is stuff that I told Bob Marx face to face or in written form.
Here's (again) my part of his obituary in the Spanish newspaper ABC:
https://abcblogs.abc.es/espejo-de-n...-marx-cazatesoros-del-patrimonio-iberico.html
"Some say no one discovered more wrecks than Robert Marx, some will
say that there was never a greater liar than Bob Marx.
Even the man himself could not agree on his age: according to some of
his resumes, interviews and profiles, he was born in 1933. Or 1936, if
you read some other profiles of his. You decide.
What everyone that has ever written about him agrees is that his life
was full of adventure, as if he was a real-life Indiana Jones.
Being arrested in Mexico, escaping PLO terrorists or finding bronze
cannons underwater while untangling cable from the propellers of the
US Navy ship he was on, grabbing gold from Spanish galleons off Guam,
finding Phoenician shipwrecks in the Algarve, Portugal – tall stories
that went on and on and still survive today because no one has ever
fact checked them out.
For instance, he never discovered a Roman wreck off Guanabara bay,
Brazil – the amphora replicas had been put there by a local diver,
Americo Santarelli.
He never located, much less excavated, the 1512 Portuguese ship “Flor
de la Mar”, allegedly the “richest shipwreck in the world – the wreck
having been salvaged at the time of sinking by the local potentate.
There are no photos of the 40-kilo gold helmet that Marx said he had
found and that had belonged to Portuguese explorer Vasco da Gama.
He never had a degree, be it in History or Archaeology and he never
helped the FBI to catch a most wanted man, Frank Sprenz, in Mexico, in
1959 – the guy was actually apprehended because he had to swerve his
small plane in order to avoid a cow crossing the runway.
He said he was knighted in Spain, Portugal and England – but, at least
in Portugal, his name is missing from the National Register of
Knighthoods and Orders.
It’s like Marx had Munchausen syndrome - an affliction that was never
challenged but actually helped him to impress sofa driven, armchair
would-be-explorers.
In the 80´s, in the Azores, he seduced local politicians into passing
a local law that would allow him to salvage shipwrecks there, the
regional government keeping half of all that would be recovered.
When Lisbon sunk that law, he managed to talk to lawyer Rui Gomes da
Silva, then also a Member of the Portuguese Parliament, and influenced
him to draft the treasure hunting legislation 189/93 that put the
country into the sights of all treasure hunting companies of the
planet.
Marx wrote several times that governments should have underwater
heritage laws in place, in order to protect shipwrecks. But the laws
he recommended were finely tuned pieces of legislations, laws that
always worked in his favour, by supressing competition.
In Portugal, he tried to achieve that by hiring the same legislator,
Rui Gomes da Silva, as his personal lawyer. The move as so crude that
everyone suddenly realized that ethics were already long gone. At the
time, he claimed that he was a director for 6 companies, in 7
countries, being the frontman of a conglomeration of investors such as
Billie Jean King and Diana Ross, and that he was the only one capable
of having a million-dollar submarine ready to recover an intact
Portuguese carvel, to raise it and to display it, inside an aquarium,
in EXPO 98. He overplayed, as he always did it and, in the end, that
put an end to his dreams of being the top man.
Robert Marx made a living not on the fabulous treasures he claimed to
have found but on book rights, by being a speaker on cruise ships and
by raising money for treasure hunting ventures – usually by focusing
on individuals who earned more than $200,000 annually and who
possessed a net worth exceeding $1 million, people who could readily
afford to lose their investment.
In his presentations, Marx would show a movie of his work, tell some
stories, say he was looking for another ship and that it would be a
good investment opportunity, although investors could lose every
penny. Then he told the story of the ship, with some embellishments.
Somebody would get hooked and he would live off his fame for another
month, another year.
A true pioneer, Marx was eventually the first to arrive at wreck-rich
coastlines. For a few dollars, Portuguese or Mexican fishermen would
tell him where their nets were being snagged, for a few dollars more
archivists of the 60’s and 70’s would put aside documents, for a few
dollars more he would hire researchers to transcribe and translate
those documents.
Brazilian Navy commander Max Justo Guedes, that banned him from diving
in Brazil, because of his illegal selling of a bell from the Dutch
galleon “Utrecht” admired him as one admires a lovable conn man. He
would stop, squint his eyes, put a finger into his nose and say: “Marx
is a scoundrel, but his nose, his nose…. He had a wonderful nose for
shipwrecks, he has a pedigree hound’s nose for finding wrecks”.
He was a great storyteller, historical facts be damned, and together
with Potter, he was really the first to write for the general public
about shipwrecks and treasures, with just the right hint of historical
facts and documents, capitalizing on the rather innovative approach
that if people are mesmerized with gold and silver, they would really
fall for the drama and the flair on the high seas, preferably if
pirates, the Queen jewels and mutinies were thrown in the plot.
"The bigger the treasure, the bigger the trouble" Robert Marx loved to say.
He was really bigger than life, a flamboyant man until the end but in
his life there much more troubles than actual treasures."
Pkease stop speaking bad of the dead