Several Topics Briefly

You might recall my review of VICE UK’s Meet the Targeted Individual Community. Spoilers: It ends with disappointment due to the inability to prove that they have electronic chips inside their bodies. I suggested that it is A} easy to convince someone in their position that they have been chipped and B} this serves an operational purpose: To make them more likely to follow a command or subliminal suggestion because they think that they cannot not follow it due to being chipped. Shorter: Convincing them that they are chipped serves as a placebo to make them more compliant.

Well, the KUBARK {CIA’s code name for the project} Counterintelligence Interrogation Manual suggests convincing interrogatees that they have been drugged for much the same reason: It is proven that it increases the likelihood of compliance in the interrogation. This is in the chapter on hypnosis, which by the way suggests that it is possible to get someone to do something outside their normal range of behavior, etc., contrary to conventional, public thought about hypnosis.

Northwest Research & Covert Book Report, “Weaponized Hypnosis – Part 1, The Kubark Manual,” 12 August 2018:


My sources tell me that CIA is cooking fentanyl and is involved in mixing it with heroin inside the US {remember that exploding government meth lab 30 minutes from Ft. Detrick?} in order to make it appear as if China is importing fentanyl into the US and is therefore responsible for the opioid crisis here instead of CIA importing poppy from Afghanistan in order to fund an unlimited number of illegal programs/operations.

This is an instructional situation. This is what CIA always seems to do: Take a bad situation that it created and make it worse. I cannot think of a single exception.


I remind readers that 9/11 was Micheal Ledeen’s idea carried out by Saudi intelligence and CIA cajoling and directing of Al Qaeda. Prior and post to 9/11, CIA through US AID radicalized generations of Afghan and Pakistan children using books:

Joe Stephens and David B. Ottaway, “From U.S., the ABC’s of Jihad,” 23 March 2002, Washington Post:

Jihad had a very different meaning before CIA turned it radical. Going on a diet or quitting smoking were considered jihad.

Anyway, guess what happened in New Mexico recently? Authorities found a compound of people abusing children and training them to clear rooms with assault rifles. There were some interesting religious beliefs attached to it all. The leader? Came to the US from Saudi Arabia. The evidence? Includes various books being used to radicalize the kiddies.

Gadi Schwartz over at NBC has covered the court proceedings and what the police have said. They initially thought the kids were being trained to shoot up schools, which FOX News jumped on. Turns out they were instead talking about attacking banks and one supposes the FBI.

This entire thing has CIA fingerprints all over it. And Saudi intelligence. Haven’t we done enough for those oil monarchs? Thought they were pissed at Canada right now.

Here’s a tweet from the middle / evidence section of Gadi’s twitter thread on the story.


Ukraine’s army has officially changed its salute to a Nazi greeting. As the radicalization of Afghanistan and Pakistan lead to 9/11, we can expect probably a nuke, biological weapon, or dirty bomb some time in the next few decades from Nazi terrorist groups CIA created in order to destabilize Ukraine.

Mordechai Sones, “Nazi collaborator greeting becomes official Ukraine army salute,” Israel National News, 16 August 2018:


Black Boot Diaries

And none of this post would have happened if I hadn’t dreamed about the same person again this morning that I have I think for the last ten days or more. This morning’s sleep deprivation subliminal suggestion-inspired dream took the form of his having become a convicted drug offender.

And, by the way, it’s probably not the person you think. Rather someone who’s been out of my life for a long time. Every night for ten plus days.



Deride and Smother

Or something like that. There are a few side details in here. I’m trying to explain a little bit about how covert ops/PSYOP work as I understand them and at the same time express why I think despite some bad decisions, we should take it easy on Assange.

Probably this is worth going into more detail and retelling it in a different state from that which I originally wrote this chapter of Wicked Game dealing with my donation to Wikileaks on 29 January 2010, several months before Private Manning, Wikileaks, and Julian Assange became household words.

A short side trip here…I will remind/inform folks that the OGD, that’s the Open Government Directive, an initiative ordered by Barack Obama to make government more transparent, had one of its primary document/orders signed the same day everything started to go sideways in my life. There is no question in my mind that there is some connection between my bizarre experiences and that happening.

Imagine an agency that has been ordered to reveal how it does certain things and that it even does certain things but is extremely unhappy about having to comply. What might it do? Drug the living shit out of one of its unwitting assets, have him tell everyone, but make him so f***ing crazy that they won’t believe it. This is the background and why I think things like what I’m detailing below happened.

Back to the main story. In late 2009, I had never heard Chelsea’s name prior to when the arrest occurred and news broke in the middle of the year. If I knew Julian Assange’s name prior to that it was by accident and I had most likely not seen his picture to put a face to the name. I did know of Wikileaks but didn’t exactly know what it was or who founded it and why. I had run across it probably in 2008 or 2009 on some Google search on some topic I’ve forgotten.

Similarly, I had of course heard the word Anonymous, but since I was mostly reading mainstream media in those days knew little beyond it was a hacker group; more informed outlets, I would learn later, refer to it as a collective since the word group implies some kind of organized structure and leadership.

Further I had likely read an article or two by, and therefore read the name Barrett Brown, but, again, had no idea who he might have been beyond a journalist who wrote an article or two that I read.

However, come January of 2010, I was being harassed and likely drugged with LSD and probably some other substances I’ve never been able to identify. Sleeplessness, AKA sleep deprivation, can actually be activated via microwaves per the US Army FOIA on the subject [see Bioeffects of Selected Nonlethal Weapons under microwave heading here].

This is to say nothing of the perfectly normal reaction of being unable to sleep due to wondering who the f***, why the f***, what the f*** and not being able to come up with a coherent answer because you didn’t expect the world’s “guiding light” democracy to behave like Stasi or SS because that kind of history we ignore, sweep under the rug, and generally pretend doesn’t happen in favor of Hollywood narratives where CIA officers and FBI agents give a shit about their fellow Americans. To call those movie narratives fiction is to be redundant.

So I was angry and justifiably so. I sent money to Wikileaks. Again, this is before the Manning story broke and yet it is after DoD lawyers claim Manning started shopping around documents which they claim began in October of 2009. Interesting, isn’t it, how they seemed to know what was going on but allowed it to continue for almost nine months per their timeline, including allowing all those politician and bureaucrat emails get passed along? But that’s not the point of this post.

I’d also note that Manning was in contact with my then neighbor, investigative reporter Jeremy Scahill about the movements of Erik Prince in the wake of some DoJ investigations that went unsurprisingly nowhere. Of course I knew nothing of that either until much later when Scahill discussed or wrote about it publicly.

That was January. By March, I was on my way to Minneapolis having lost it all and was settling into an apartment on University Avenue by the beginning of April 2010. At some point months later, I had a date followed by an overnight stay at my apartment. This date mostly consisted of drinking at the Gay 90s bar.

My guest proceeded to, while in bed, in a very drunken manner, and in a very fake way, call a friend on his cellphone and do the following:

In a loud volume and normal tone of voice beyond being very inebriated: “Hey, hey, listen…listen…” and said the name of the person he called.

Then a phony acting voice and a hushed whisper: “Help. Help me…”

He did this routine twice at which point I gather whomever he called hung up on him. He might have tried to call him back and was cursing about that.

I just laid there next to him staring at the ceiling wondering what the f*** CIA and/or FBI were up to now. What kind of effed up mind game was being played? We eventually fell asleep and that was that.

The next morning things were different. Sex happened. However, afterwards the used condom disappeared. I found it dropped in the hallway, I assume by accident and that he had originally planned some kind of nonsense involving using it as evidence of something revolving around the hamfisted attempt at faking a help-I’m-being-raped phone call.

I think it was a few days later, might have been ten days or two weeks but no more than that—time was experienced oddly back then, side effect of daily harassment and being drugged incessantly— that the accusations of rape against Julian Assange were reported.

This is neither the first nor the last time something like this has happened. It is however probably the most obvious one.

It was actually after this by some months that some major head games were played unsurprisingly involving the honeypot brainwashing thing {if you don’t know what that means, don’t sweat it} and I sent a threatening letter to Assange. This was almost pure mind control as the donation back in January had been. I felt as though it was something I had to do. They actually wanted me to turn hostile against some other people; “deflecting” that onto Wikileaks—given the ire it had raised from the Obama administration—seemed the only way to get the extreme pressure to stop.

You’ll note that this operates under the same principle as torture. The target/victim will say or do what is necessary to make it stop.

Now as to what I regret and what I don’t. A government that engages in covert slavery, which is what mind control in any form is: An attempt to make people do or believe that which they would not normally do, is an evil one. Period. I’ve noted this on FB and Twitter and is probably a good thing to include here. After hearing Masha Gessen discuss Russian politics succinctly and clearly, it reminded me that there used to be that kind of analysis here, in the US about US politics. If there still is some that isn’t based on lies like those espoused by David Frum and Thomas Friedman—not describing the world the way it actually is but rather the way they and the special interests they represent want it to be or to appear—it is well hidden. She said three simple sentences about Putin’s Russia and I got the image immediately and completely. So here it is.

The US government is not fascist, socialist or even particularly racist. It is post-ideological. It is about wielding and accumulating power. That’s all it is. The rest is just a toolbox for confusing us about its true nature and its complete loyalty and partnership with multinational corporations–mostly banks–to allow them to acquire all the wealth there is; ideological explanations are now a waste of breath, ink, and pixels for trying to rationalize that which is really simple and obvious:

I cannot accept your canon that we are to judge Pope and King unlike other men, with a favourable presumption that they did no wrong. If there is any presumption it is the other way against holders of power, increasing as the power increases. Historic responsibility [that is, the later judgment of historians] has to make up for the want of legal responsibility [that is, legal consequences during the rulers’ lifetimes]. Power tends to corrupt and absolute power corrupts absolutely. Great men are almost always bad men, even when they exercise influence and not authority: still more when you superadd the tendency or the certainty of corruption by authority. There is no worse heresy than that the office sanctifies the holder of it. That is the point at which . . . the end learns to justify the means. You would hang a man of no position, . . . but if what one hears is true, then Elizabeth asked the gaoler to murder Mary, and William III ordered his Scots minister to extirpate a clan. Here are the greater names coupled with the greater crimes. You would spare these criminals, for some mysterious reason. I would hang them, higher than Haman, for reasons of quite obvious justice; still more, still higher, for the sake of historical science. . . .

Though sometimes Acton himself said some creepy things and got some things wrong I expect. But he got to the heart of it here. It’s about power and ideological labels fail to explain the actions. The reason for power is power, to borrow and alter what some sad-sack Scottish farmer once said.

We are still clinging to the idea that somehow corporate mass media is not completely corrupted; that somehow they still get us, if only sometimes, the information that is important and matters. It’s not necessarily that what it reports is untrue, that it’s always “fake news”; it’s that it is frequently not the most important thing we need to know that gets reported and that the most important things we need to know are being buried under a mountain of shit laid there mostly by the Langley Shit Dragon, sometimes referred to as the Central Intelligence Agency.

We have to let go of this notion if we are to have any chance of overcoming power’s desire to hold and lord over us absolute power. We must. If we don’t, this is a recipe for repeating the mistakes of the past every bit as much as being divided is. Anonymous was made up of libertarians and anarchists. That must mean something.