BBD – Pawn Pitting

I’ve held off on putting this in writing for a long time. I suppose it’ll be obvious why. Not the goal here to embarrass anyone. The goal is to shed some very necessary light on the methods–in so far as someone on the outside can know them–of our no-oversight, largely for-profit, out-of-control intelligence community. Saying what I’m going to say: You have to understand this or there’s no point trying to change it; you’ll still be doing exactly what you’re doing ten years from now with no progress, in fact the opposite, if you fail to get it. {Of course you might not twenty years from now because it will be so bad you won’t be able to do what you’re doing now.}

After the Squidgate stuff began, as I’ve noted before, I ran into Jeremy Scahill and had a discussion about it and a few other things. That was where I learned about Democracy Now’s Amy Goodman’s strange interaction with Canadian border guards as noted in Wicked Game. Jeremy suggested Twitter so I got an account, started following and getting drawn into all kinds of stuff. This is pretty typical for a political junky, or any other kind of info junky, eg, sports, entertainment, etc.

On 31 December 2009:

For whatever reason, I looked Buzzy up. He had also landed at one my firm’s largest clients: DLA Piper. After various mergers, for example, Piper, Wolff & Rudnick with DLA Something-or-other and various other acquisitions–which meant office spaces were being modified and my co-workers were sometimes busy seeing to that–they became the world’s largest law firm. Difficult not to think of the fictional Wolfram & Hart at this stage of my life.

Some days later, perhaps early January, I was standing on our balcony in the evening having a smoke when Jeremy walked by with one or more folks. I said, “Hi.” I think he was in the middle of some intense conversation because he said hi back and then added, “You seem to be in the lap of luxury.”

Now, I know exactly what he meant. And I took no offense. I had been poor, let’s say lower middle class, from about my junior year in high school forward. My dad lost his job and the jobs that followed never really paid as well. I had come to New Jersey in 1989 in a mid 70’s Pinto with $400…a chunk of which got eaten up on the way when the muffler fell off and had to be replaced in Ohio. I had spent my first night in NYC in a crack house and the SRO where I moved to after that was not a huge step up.

But that was behind me. I had built a career in essence living off of Wall Street.

Within weeks of these two events, I was locked out of my work building pretty much without explanation. As I’ve noted before, there was some craziness there beforehand involving the People’s Bank of China and my boss of ten years whom I’d known for 18 or so, who became increasingly agitated and unreasonable. Contrasted with my drugged-silly state, there was no doubt in hindsight where that was going to go.

And it worked. I doubted Scahill.

For about 15 minutes.

By way of apology for doubting his sincerity, I dropped off some coupons for a restaurant. In hindsight, I’d have picked a better place. My Valentine’s Day dinner there was disappointing and had marked the death of my LTR. But it was conveniently located.

And now I’m poor again, have been for some time. Last year marked the first year where I made less than–much less than–the poverty level as defined by the IRS since 1990.

But there’s a lot of detail here that is superfluous. The point is the following:

How easy it was to get me to notice the tweet, do the search, get me on the balcony at that moment with Jeremy walking by, and to prompt Jeremy to make the comment. Then make it all come crashing down in order to try to get me–harassed, confused, drugged, and PSYOP’d until bleeding out the ears–to blame him and perhaps even obsess and/or go after him violently.

This is how it is done, people. FBI was doing this–sort of–in the 1950s without the more advanced techniques, budgets, methods and manpower available to them and other agencies today post-9/11. From Church/Tower:

Unsavory and vicious tactics have been employed–including anonymous attempts to break up marriages, break up meetings, ostracize persons from their professionals, and provoke target groups into rivalries that might result in deaths.

And Ames is not wrong here:

Salon, “James Bond and the killer bag lady: New clues and a powerful Wall St. skeptic challenge the official story of CIA financier Nick Deak’s brutal murder,” Mark Ames and Alexander Zaitchik, 2 December 2012:

BUT…while actually getting one person to shoot at another is sensational and perhaps to some amazing or unbelievable, it is actually the more insidious, less obvious nudges like the timing of the events in bold above I’m referring to. What they can achieve is only limited by their imaginations, and the lack of same from the rest of us. It’s not just about suckers born every minute; it’s about wolves looking for better ways to manipulate the sheep and they’ve been at it a very long time.

Saying what I said: How can you ever hope to overcome things like mass surveillance, the conversion of the US system to essentially a mix of oligarchy/plutocracy/fascism/theocracy, or whatever other political goals we as people may have, if at any time they can trick people into thinking what they want, engineering events to distract if not outright undermine the truth? You can’t. It will be impossible and no real progress is going to be made until these kinds of topics are taken and examined in a serious manner. If Zero Dark Thirty, American Sniper, and whatever that other thing was called, as well as spectacles like Ferguson, etc., prove anything, it is that the clock is ticking on people even caring by the time the truth comes out. That last was something that concerned Snowden. I can see why. The bad guys are aware it will one day come out; their goal is to see that Americans just don’t care enough about other Americans by the time it does.

Tick. Tock.


Kevin Gosztola, “In FBI Terrorism Sting Against Mentally Ill Kansas Man, Informants Built Bomb & Provided List of Materials,” FireDogLake, 10 April 2015:

Dan Froomkin, “The FBI Informant Who Mounted a Sting Operation Against the FBI,” FirstLook/The Intercept, 15 April 2015:

Karen Wetmore, “Fifty Years of Secrecy: Investigating CIA Mind Control Experiments in Vermont,” FireDogLake, 16 April 2015:

Again, the manufactured assassin stuff shouldn’t be our focus. It’s all the other little things.

BBD – Barf Imitates Sites

{Well not entirely, but y’know, headline pun junky.}

In June of 2009, while I was in the middle of attempting to get the first in a series of what I hoped would be a three-issue comic produced, an anti-abortion group picked up the same URL but with .org that I was using for the comic miniseries with .com. Wasn’t the first time something similar and odd occurred. In The Wisp I had a couple of Greenwich Village progressive activists using Boston Tea Party methods and memes…well before I had heard of the TP movement.

Now, the Squidgate juror has a website to sell her wares as I think I’ve noted before. Her URL, with very little tweaking, resolves to a cannabis seller’s site. Imagine the confusion among intellectually challenged nothing-to-do-but-prey-on-Americans intelligence/private prison system perveyors…or an “intelligent” computer system that can’t think for itself but makes spooks look busy so as to justify their bloated budgets and contracts.

Thought of the day: Compare and contrast the real-world ALEC, hidden from public view from the 1970s until the 2000s with the fictional, disinformational Illuminati conspiracy theory organization.

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BBD – The Downward Spy-ral

Yet another slo-mo train wreck as I watch friends deal with severe financial problems and am unable to help in any substantial fashion.

The lesson, it seems, from the Obama years, will be never help anyone, just always look out for yourself. Not surprising, I suppose, coming from Chicago and DC, but just so very much at odds with the rhetoric that it becomes difficult to imagine someone so very comfortable with speaking so eloquently on social justice and having his people incessantly engaging in every form of injustice imaginable. How did we get from what appeared to be a gust of fresh air when it began to the same only more pungent? How does one listen to fairy tales in addresses and deal with horror shows in the real world that seem so foreign from the former? A promise that if you try to make a difference, you will be crushed, pulverized, willingly and gleefully by the sociopathic system that gets advertised with labels like “patriotism” and “necessary”, “free market” and “progress.”

They want it all. And they’re gonna get it no matter who’s in charge.

So whatever you do, don’t care about anything or anyone because the political/corporate machine will destroy it. That’s the bipartisan lesson to us all.

And Another Inthrallis Chapter

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