BBD – Will the Real Slim Shady…

Note: I am bothering to post this for one reason really. If I don’t, the shithole responsible for it will continue to prod and poke me until I acknowledge it. So this is so that they can consider it acknowledged and move on to the next idiotic covertard scheme.

If the post below actually makes sense to you…you might want to worry. Possibly you’ve read a lot of my stuff including the draft of the book over here and therefore you get it from that. Maybe you’re a genius and it makes more sense, or you’ve caught on to some of the behavioral modification and social engineering tricks and you can see how it fits.

But really it’s not supposed to make a lot of sense to a normal person. It’s madness logic, which is to say it is illogical but when surreptitiously drugged out of your skull and harassed to the point of mental, physical and emotional exhaustion, somehow feeling your way to the truth, which is not the truth at all but rather a trick being perpetrated on you by the intelligence community, somehow makes some sort of sense.

You’ve been warned.

2008-2009 – MANHATTAN

Back in late 2008 or sometime in 2009, as I’ve mentioned in Wicked Game, I had some celebrity clients. Since my career as a real estate consultant seems to be dead as Elvis, I suppose it’s okay to talk a little about one such project, leaving out various details.

Harrison Ford bought a small condo apartment in Manhattan. We were called in to check on some things that the condo board and seller had promised but not delivered on. For example, there were leaky windows.

I wound up doing a couple of visits and writing up a report about various items. Some weeks later, I got a call from the man himself. He really sounded like he does when he’s playing a POTUS. Very declarative. I really thought he was pulling my leg when he said…

“Caulk. Black caulk. That architect you guys sent {referring to me, not realizing who he was speaking to. I’m not an architect, the partners, my former bosses, are} said there should be black caulk on those windows.”

I was immediately reminded of the SNL sketch regarding cork soakers. If you aren’t getting it, maybe you should read this and the previous sentences out loud.

Anyway, that was that job. Bruce Willis was another, but that’s not relevant to the subject of this post.

Not long before everything in my life exploded, the attorney through whom Mr. Ford had hired us pulled me aside to say he was very pleased with our product and help with the apartment.

And of course later came that strange interaction with the person I refer to as Janus in a corner grocery in Brooklyn.

2010-2011 – MINNEAPOLIS

This is the tough part. The longer I remain sane, at least as sane as someone who has been through what I have can be, the harder it is to recall how my thinking was skewed back when I was being surreptitiously drugged by the US government. Some of the details have become fuzzy.

For example, how did I come to start thinking of Janus, or R as I referred to him back then, as a Jedi? Not a literal Jedi, I wasn’t that far gone, but symbolically. I was somehow imagining this person very specifically, imagining his tastes and interests and without any basis whatsoever. In other words, it was most likely being fed to me via something like voice-to-skull.

I don’t recall. I do recall quoting Han Solo in one or more whacky emails I sent to someone. I recall buying a Star Wars book at Barnes & Noble, convinced that R was going to show up any day and it would be there waiting for him.

{Of course all of that came crashing down when the Democrats tried to get me to go postal on the Republicans during Juneteenth and then again in November of 2011. This is the party I supported and volunteered to work for and most of us assume are pro-LGBT. Silly, silly me. Silly, silly you.}

The idea developed further, once it started dawning on me that R, or Janus, was likely a spy and had played a pivotal role in destroying my life on behalf of the Obama administration. Suddenly, the whole darkside thing came into play.

Note that I don’t much care about any of this anymore. Obama is just another greedy, phony, self-centered prick attracted to power. Again, I’m just playing along and posting this here because I’ll be poked until I do.

THE FALSE JANUS’

Right. Janus. First they threw Hamilton Morris at me.

Contemporary in Brooklyn…check. Drug expert…check. Followed the footsteps of a few CIA doctors who went looking south of the border for various plants…check.

And seems possible he’s the type to secretly {or openly} resent Dad, the progressive activist filmmaker.

Except he just isn’t Janus.

THE FORCE AWAKENS

Right. Andrew Driver.

First, recall that I was drugged and I think that Janus was wearing a mask. Mostly this would serve to hide features like his nose and any moles or identifying marks he may have. He had none that were visible, in fact his complexion was too perfect which is why I think he was wearing one of those masks.

He also had blond hilights in his brown hair. But he did have a large nose and his ears stuck out.

Let’s compare to Driver.

Driver joined the Marines in 2003 as his personal response to 9/11. His nickname was Radar, due to the fact that his ears stick out.

He graduated from Julliard in 2009 and did a couple of New York City based TV show guest spots in 2009 and 2010.

And it was not lost on me that the reward for f—ing someone like me over on behalf of a selfish elected prick might be substantial.

Another kind of fit. I also noted Janus’ graceful moves and Julliard is also known for its intense dance training.

And yet I just don’t think so. Instead, I think the selfish elected prick just cannot get enough of people murdering people via the intelligence community and what does he care if some of them are in Hollywood?. I don’t know, probably at that level it serves as a drug itself…maybe an aphrodisiac.

So ends yet another pointless waste of time and taxes. Thanks, Obama. For everything.

(Not if I actually see and manage to recognize you first, Janus.)

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Covert Hellscape Exposed

For people who are new here, you’ll find much of my bio drafted over here. Short version is some people tried to harass me into doing violence against others or myself. Why is a bit more complicated, that’s why I wrote most of a book about it. Suffice it to say as far as I know there is no other person making such a claim that explains it in such a way as to leave out torture chambers, Satanism, UFOs, and other MONARCH style stuff you may have heard about elsewhere.

Think of this as the behind-the-scenes audio commentary on a DVD or Blue-Ray. You can read the original here, if you like first. The entire thing is quoted below with explanations intermingled.

(Note: though this is largely fiction, it illustrates how the combination of being drugged with something with effects similar to mefloquine in combination with some other things, social engineering that destroys the semblance of one’s life, and synthetic telepathy can be used in combination as I’ve said they are. Therefore I’m posting it here. Also, apologies for borrowing some of the style–and likely mangling it. Grab inspiration where I can. It’s what we mimics do best).

As it turned out, mefloquine aka Lariam, used by the Navy and CIA at GITMO on detainees at five times the normal dosage, may not be the best candidate for whatever drugs are used to create those mass shooters. * Also, I probably should have used the less-off-putting voice-to-skull over “synthetic telepathy” which most people would find silly sounding.

END OF THE ROPE

I frequently, in 2011 and 2012 or so, said to myself, “If they ever do whatever that inflict-pain-at-range thing they do is for an extended period of time, I will definitely kill myself.” The typical duration in Minneapolis had been about 35-45 minutes.

{And it is very uncomfortable. Think of Myron May and Aaron Alexis.}

However, on 15 August 2012, they did just that. 24 hours straight. That is why I wrote this Wicked Game chapter the way that I did, or at least one of the reasons. And though I might think it needs re-writing, I’ve left it as a reminder of that horrible day, one of the worst days of my life.

Hence the title of the piece being quoted here. You’ll note that I wrote it two weeks later.

“Most times you can’t hear ’em talk. Other times you can.”
Bob Seger

Imagine you are broken.

It wasn’t always so. Not long ago you were on top of things. You were making advances. You had something to contribute. Your were on your way to making a name for yourself. You were somebody.

You can’t quite recall when it all changed. When you woke up somewhere else. When you woke up one morning and found yourself in Hell.

Though I have not researched it thoroughly by any means, one paper I did find suggests that roughly 10% of the human population is resistant to hypnosis. Especially important to note, because subliminal suggestion and PSYOP designed to alter behavior work quite similarly, is why the author believed this to be the case. These 10%, he wrote, have a short attention span and tend to hold very strong beliefs. In other words, the hypnotists tried to change their minds and failed.

But what if, instead of trying the change their opinions, they instead tried to exploit them, expand them…make them more firmly held to the point the person is radicalized? I submit that this could and probably does work. They are more inclined to listen to beliefs that they already hold. It is merely necessary to alert them to the idea that others disagree and fill their heads with nightmare scenarios as to why those other people are both wrong and dangerous to society.

In other words, this stuff can work on almost anyone. You can figure out which categories a person falls into and how to work them based on what we already know to be true: NSA and other agencies collect every phone call, text, email, web search and multiple other electronic transactions and signals and private companies like Booz Allen Hamilton have access to it. In fact, Snowden made it quite clear, he could access anyone’s data from his desk in Hawaii at BAH.

In the quote above we set the norm and suggest there’s been a change. Let’s try to figure out how this occurred.

You vaguely recall starting to stare at phone numbers. License plates. Graffiti. Somewhere along the line, those things came to hold more meaning than the now nearly incomprehensible texts you have pored over for years.

You bounce between laughing hysterically at what Jung referred to as synchronicity, strange coincidences that now pervade your entire life… Sometimes it’s as if the people on TV are talking directly to you.

The subject suddenly loses interest in things that were once important and finds himself staring at numbers, pictures and letters, seeking meaning in that which the brain is saying is important but in all likelihood is not. This is a very common thing to occur in so-called Targeted Individuals in ‘organized stalking.’ I saw a NJSF intern fill notebook after notebook with graffiti, license plate numbers and other similar things in 1989 and 1990. I wound up doing similar things, but frequently stopped myself accepting there was significance due to having observed her doing it two decades previous.

There was even a moment, in December 2009 or January 2010, where I picked up a book of poetry from the 1930s. I read it and saw that it seemed and felt as if some of those poems held some special significance for me, as if the writer had me in mind. Since I knew that was impossible, I simply laughed and put it down. What else can you do when you have a sprained brain? More on the neuroscience behind this feeling below.

Even though you are an expert in your field, even though you should know better, it just feels right, and you know you can’t fight feelings, not forever. So you indulge them.

Holmes was a neuroscientist with a MS working on his PhD.

Random strangers involved themselves in whatever you are doing.

Sometimes these are covert operatives and sometimes they are not. Sometimes there’s even a mix, where a covert operative or two manages to corral a civilian or two in order to A} provide additional confusion and cover, and B} to arrange a later chance meeting between the target and the civilians in the hopes of a violent and crazed accusation resulting in the target’s arrest and being discredited as paranoid schizophrenic.

I had three such interactions with such groups, once in Manhattan and twice in Minneapolis. I was too cautious to cause a stir when, only in the second instance, did I see one of the group again. The third time was an invitation to a gay hookup place which was also known for being dark and dangerous. In this third case I did send an email, I think, to one of my reps, probably Klobuchar stating something about private contractors looking to off me. Of course the real reason for sending it the hope that they would see it, if they were indeed doing that, and back off. I have very, very low expectations of our elected leaders.

You can’t hear yourself think sometimes, while something deep down in the recesses of your mind keeps telling you, if they’d just shut up for ten minutes, you could catch your breath. You could solve this problem. You could figure out why your life was turned upside down and you could start to correct it.

…to thoughts of death and destruction.

And the noise! The noise coming from the upstairs apartment is preventing you from sleeping, from coming up with those bursts of inspiration you did in undergrad, while getting your masters.

Shock and awe. The people upstairs {Anthony and roommate} at my condo in Brooklyn, at the hotel in Port Huron a few nights before the Squidgate trial, and at my first apartment in Minneapolis frequently seemed to be making noise on purpose to bother me. This came full circle when the guy living in the basement came to my apartment accusing me of doing the same to him. The use of voice-to-skull, silent sound, or hypersonic sound being used to make it seem as though there is more noise than there actually is a real harassment possibility. This is why the latter made it into the Mind-Affecting Technology tab; it doesn’t affect it directly but used to harass, it moves in the direction of sleep deprivation and torture.

Additionally, they can easily start slipping ideas in there for violence. And then there’s the usage the Army FOIA reveals: You can actually make a person angry using microwave non-lethal weapons. See also GITMO detainees Shaker Aamer and ousted Honduran President Manuel Zelaya as two probable targets of NLWs. I was also told that VA whistleblower Kernan Manion, who was fired for explaining the problem and bad response of military officers to suicidal vets, has been targeted with these or similar.

People you once depended on, though you didn’t realize how much until they stopped talking to you, stopped calling, emailing, texting, stopped inviting you to lunch, the movies, parties, sporting events…they provided some refuge…some semblance of normalcy.

This is where it gets a little sketchy. While, yes, a portion of this wedge-driving is due to the target’s altered behavior, they also target the target’s friends, family and co-workers, no question about it. Everything from guiding conversations and web searches resulting in possibly/possibly not accurate articles about mental health {but not necessarily accurate where the target’s case is concerned — see items 1 and 5 in particular} to somehow masking pheromones.

Backing up a moment. While, yes, human beings rely primarily on vision and the even better Technicolor show that the brain turns our more-limited-than-we-think vision into, there is still an olfactory element to the human psyche that may be even more linked to the unconscious than sight and sound. A smell can bring back a memory.

And PopSci once did a great episode that demonstrated that most people actually wind up making dates with people based on their different pheromones. That is, this is at first how we avoid inbreeding: By smelling unconsciously other people’s pheromones to ensure that they are different from our own. Later, when an intimate relationship matures, we come to recognize each other by scent.

Alter that scent, and you may as well be dead as far as your close friends and partner are concerned. CIA looked into ‘aromatic amines’ at the University of Illinois. It’s no big stretch to think they’ve done more with that, made note of others’ research for the dirty tricks department.

More on destroying relationships below.

But when you were trying to talk reason to them, explain that despite whatever is happening to you, you are still you, that you still care about them, they don’t seem to hear what you’re saying.

That is exactly how it often felt for me. One particular conversation resulted in me saying, “Will you listen to what I’m saying instead of what you want to hear?”

One phone call is especially frustrating because of some fat cow walking by when your are on your cell in the park, slurping a fast-food shake and mocking what you say. You have your first murderous thought.

Which resulted in me cursing at her.

You accept that your friends have abandoned you. You try not to hate them.

At least when you realize this was a covert operation perhaps planned under Bush but executed under Obama. These things do not happen, not on this scale, without approval of some kind, however obscured, from the POTUS’ national security board or whatever they call it this week.

It’s especially difficult when you recall all of the times you were there for them.

Fact: I supported my partner when he was laid off. Twice.

Fact: I once told him that if I hadn’t left Tennessee and gone to NYC I’d have become an alcoholic or blown my head off with a shotgun.

Fact: That’s where I am now as a write this.

Fact: I have not blown my head off.

Fact: He threw me out and tried to get me to go there anyway.

Fact: He got married on 11/11/11, after I helped the OFA and DFL with the midterm elections in 2010, after telling me that he would not be doing so until March of 2012. I discovered this on Facebook while leaving Minneapolis and driving to my parents’ house.

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Fact: When we were still in Brooklyn, we both witnessed a man laughing like the Joker. He wrote it off as him being cold. I knew it was a PSYOP because of context and I had a better view of the whole thing. WEDGE-DRIVING.

Fact: Barack Obama is a phony asshole who will let you down every time. **

Also fact: Despite how that looks, my ex is a good person. He worked at Google. They had full access to his head and biochemistry day in and day out. By the way, he had a female friend in grad school who similarly seemed to go crazy. He was not looking forward to going through that again.

You recall when they were there for you and wonder what flipped them from “true” to “fair weather” over night.

Of course. This is a waking nightmare. This can’t be reality. Life isn’t like this. This is not how the world works. Ask anyone. You are a pariah here.

You have your first disappointing review of your work. You wonder what went wrong. It seemed to make sense at the time, but your mentor, supportive, nurturing, encouraging in the past, is suddenly cold. He looks at you as if you are an insect or a frog laid open and pinned to a wax surface.

This must be Hell.

Your ex lies to you repeatedly. You try to connect, try to at least maintain a friendly closing, avoid burning the bridge. Maybe one day things will go back to normal. But her every subtext, her every nonverbal action, just screams, “I hate you. I wish you were dead.” You wonder how that is possible. The thought occurs to you, this could be some government program, some cryptic conspiracy designed to…what? Destroy you? For what purpose? You aren’t that important, that voice inside your head says. You aren’t yet somebody…like your dad. Impossible, no motive.

It becomes easier to believe, those who don’t realize things as simple as CIA’s budget being one-and-one-half times the collect-it-all-globally NSA’s, that it just cannot be a government or quasi-government conspiracy. We are programmed to think paranoid people are wrong, not that there might actually be a valid reason to be paranoid or that their delusions might be related to actual harassment such as was seen under COINTELPRO.

And you recall the legal definition of torture…requires being in custody. What happens when everywhere is your prison? Requires permanent damage. What happens if the damage is temporary but unbearable in the present? Requires intent. What if those doing it don’t know why they are doing it? It’s crazy.

Lawyers are always involved. The question of how best to follow the law doesn’t come up with these people, it’s how best to get around it. Those three points: 1} Detained. Not technically in a cell, the back of a police van when harassed, zapped, drugged, ruined, so legally isn’t torture. 2} Permanent damage. Possibly not permanent damage. Even Holmes may recover eventually. So? You people drove him to kill others even if it was only temporary insanity. But not technically torture because might not be permanent. 3} Must be intentional. Someone surely knows. But if you receive one paper cut from 10,000 different covertards and bleed to death, did they intend to murder you?

No, this must be Hell.

Easier to believe. Simpler.

You wake up one morning and put your hand to your head. Your hair feels odd…different. You go look in the mirror and your skin is pale. Your hair is standing straight up. The pallor of your skin makes your lips seem red…like a clown’s. You laugh.

In my case it was actually my hair falling out or breaking off in clumps, which I suppose was supposed to be a zombie thing. This occurred just a few days before the Squidgate trial sentencing hearing. Later, they went with dosing me with testosterone or similar to simulate becoming a werewolf and to increase aggression. I can conceive of using the dirty tricks book to do similar with the Joker.

You give the library one last go. Somehow, you are going to turn that one thing around. You are going to get that PhD. You are going to make your dad proud. He always had faith in you.

No, he didn’t.

That voice again from somewhere in the back intruding on the front.

He only cared about how you reflected on him.

You start to argue with what you think is part of yourself. It’s then that you see him. Some man who reminds you of your dad. He’s right there in the library. You are relieved that at least he isn’t looking your way. He can’t see you in this state.

Keep in mind that this is a very, very short list of PSYOP and methods. There are dozens, perhaps hundreds, of other little things being done. We are just looking at the signposts, the milestones here.

Probably, the above quote is done using V2K or similar. But the target is so off-balance at this point, it would be very difficult to tell where the mass-shooter-making team ends and someone like Holmes begins.

Prime example I’ve mentioned many times before. While walking to sell some DVDs in order to eat, I passed a shooting range and the thought “Wouldn’t it be fun to learn to shoot?” popped into my head. I declined, but can see why some others might head down that path.

It reminds you of other things, it’s not you that’s the problem. It’s other people. You surpassed your mentor. It was jealousy that you saw, not disappointment. He couldn’t understand what your wrote and he was jealous of your ability.

That’s what is wrong! Thats what’s wrong with everyone. They are just too dumb, too ignorant. For chrissakes, the ancient Egyptians studied nerves and humanity still doesn’t get it, doesn’t understand what it is. What do you have to do to break through the morass?

Teach them a lesson.

The target is at the breaking point now. Only a little more will push them over the edge.

This brings up doppelgangers. The main first use for them was to make foreign intelligence services think that a particular person {usually either the CIA officer posing as a diplomat or the potential CIA agent who is betraying their country for the CIA} is in a place other than they are. There were even mannequins and an inflatable “person” to sit in the back seat of a car when followed by the foreign equivalent of FBI.

But then there are also uses in PSYOP. I saw a lot of them. In most cases, I think the point was to confuse and cause me to discredit myself. Sometimes I don’t think I even understood who the doppelganger was supposed to look like, but it was a machinegun of harassment; some “bullets” missed.

“Some men just want to watch the world burn.”

You hear the voice and then the recording with Michael Caine’s voice.

See again the poetry book anecdote above. But it sure feels like it was meant for you.

Suddenly, a young, beautiful undergrad is standing near you. Unlike the man who looked like your dad, she is not frowning at you. She is smiling. It is the first person who smiled at you with any genuine in weeks at least. The front of her t-shirt has Heath Ledger’s made up face on it. She sort of winks, you think, and turns. The words on her back sink into your brain and the letters burn themselves into your eyelids:

WHY SO SERIOUS?

This bitch almost certainly works for the government. What the hell is she thinking? What did they tell her?

Synchronicity.

Though it is an interesting topic, let us recall that Jung had been experimenting with several different drugs at the time he started, for lack of a better phrase, being able to see behind the meme curtain. Most likely, this has to do with how memories are formed. When something is perceived as important, eg it appears to enhance survival/fitness, a surge of adrenalin and other neurochems is released making sure that the brain stores the information. What happens, then, when that surge is going on non-stop due to having been drugged, zapped in the head with microwave NLWs to the same effect, or having problems with gut bacteria due to trauma and isolation? Everything seems to be of the utmost importance. This may also explain the so-called Truman Show Syndrome.

You suddenly know what to do. You’ll be famous. You’ll teach the world a lesson. You’ll share the pain, direct it back outwards. You’ll teach Hell and its inhabitants what happens when they hurt a real man. All of that with one act. You are a genius.

By this time, the rage is so strong it is no longer an emotion but rather an ethos. Judgment is gone and so the target is set on the course others set for him or her. All that remains to do is providing talking heads, talking points, and planting statements in the press promoting “lone wolf” shooter narratives.

A bunch of innocent people die because, for example, banksters are robbing the whole planet. What a surprise. The people who did this now move on to the next target.

Further reading: CIA Radicalization tab.

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* That is, those who are not motivated by crimes of passion that were not the product of intelligence community covert operations or the rampant financial duress many people experience in this cheap labor / long hours {which we euphemistically refer to as ‘productivity’} loving country. As far as I can tell, manufactured violence cases are a small percentage of the whole. However, that government and industry would do this at all under any circumstances at all is deeply disturbing.

** Okay, maybe that’s opinion, but I have some data to back that up.

******

The Interrupted Democracy

“…I wondered fleetingly, if [the Hills’] interracial marriage might be involved in Mr. Hill’s disturbance.”

“Will plays no part whatever in hypnosis, and the belief that hypnotizability is a manifestation of a weak will is false. The factors which influence hypnotizability are the intelligence of the individual, his conscious willingness, and the unconscious resistance or submissiveness. The latter are not always manifest on the surface…”

–Benjamin Simon, MD

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Ascending Color

Watched this scifi indie last night. It’s a challenging film. Critic reactions ranged from “genius” to “All the trappings of a cult film. Not sure it’s a cult I’d like to join.” Does not spoon feed you the story, you have to work for it. I had to cheat and read the plot outline to be sure what I thought was correct and catch some things I missed/was slow to realize.

In any case, first portion describes well why draft MKULTRA memo item 6:

6. Materials which will render the induction of hypnosis easier or otherwise enhance its usefulness.

In painful and terrifying detail. It’s on Netflix.

Let’s Scare Joe Public to Death

{This is not, actually, about the heightened awareness and mass news media cycle for the weekend regarding potential ISIS attacks during the 4th of July celebration. I think that speaks for itself even if people we armed and tried to leverage into taking out Assad in Syria do manage to pull something off.}

Really didn’t expect to do a second piece on the previous post, but it occurred to me today that there may be other psychiatric phenomena reverse engineered for the so-called intelligence community.

While I don’t have an answer to the more complex and dramatic uses of placebos such as one alleged in the New York Times in the 1990s regarding a cancer patient whose tumors reportedly melted away until he was told only water had been injected into him, at which point they returned and he died. But the idea that attitude has physiological effects is not a new one. Modern medicine has gotten on board–to an extent–with “faith healing”:

Ted J. Kaptchuk and Franklin G. Miller, “Placebo Effects in Medicine,” New England Journal of Medicine, 373:8-9, 2 July 2015, DOI 10.1056/NEJMp1504023:

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What may be the point in “reverse engineering” placebos? Assassination a la ‘voodoo’ simply by convincing the target that they are dying or ill. Once again the 1955 draft MKLUTRA memorandum from the 1977 Senate report comes into play. Item #5:

5. Materials which will produce the signs and symptoms of recognized diseases in a reversible way so that they may be used for malingering, etc.

Also see a related section of the report itself on CI interrogations:

Although no studies are known to have been made of the placebo phenomenon as applied to narco-interrogation, it seems reasonable that when a subject’s sense of guilt interferes with productive interrogation, a placebo for pseudo-narcosis could have the effect of absolving him of the responsibility for his acts and thus clear the way for free communication.

While this latter quote does not indicate use for killing, it’s not really a bridge too far to expect that was later considered. This is in fact sometimes how one project lead to another, with a result prompting more ideas.

Item 5 is perhaps not just about bankrupting a target, turning them into a hypochondriac, or simply wasting their time and energy worrying. Taken to the extreme, you can make a difference on their lifespan. Think of a bullet that takes months or years to arrive at its target but carefully and methodically gets a gentle push to ensure that it eventually arrives. When the target eventually succumbs to whatever it is they develop from loss of sleep, stress, worry, and psychosomatic symptoms {think of a hysterical pregnancy but giving birth instead to tumors}, it appears that it was just nature taking its course. The broken, bloated, and ever-tax-dollar-guzzling intelligence apparatus, corporation or political organization responsible never even enters into the minds of the public, investigators, medical examiners, etc. Perhaps to enhance this, other substances may be used, such as whatever item 6 was referring to:

6. Materials which will render the induction of hypnosis easier or otherwise enhance its usefulness.

Substitute “hypnosis” for “suggestion” and you can achieve this via PSYOP.

Discomfort is the central and most common complaint from so-called targeted individuals of organized stalking. There was even a mailing list where a target was sort of live-emailing his or her imminent demise. I doubt that they actually died, rather were too embarrassed to re-appear for some time to admit they hadn’t, but the person really seemed to believe that it was happening. Bodily pains and one’s head not feeling right represent the bulk of complaints in general from what I have read and been told.

The ability to inflict pain from remotely and anonymously is not science fiction. Neither is the long-standing interest in drugs that alter perception and make a person seem–if not indeed be–mentally ill.

There should be an axiom regarding capability and occurrence, but I’m not aware of one. Let’s consider it a work in progress:

If a thing is possible, someone, somewhere, is doing it.

The intelligence community’s sometime interest in the occult becomes clearer, beyond the study of drugs used in rituals and simple cover stories. It’s our own decency and belief in law, rights, and limits that prevent us seeing what some of the darker corners of our system are capable of.

And a bonus idea. As noted in Wicked Game, there was one MKULTRA subproject {#109} dealing with “pharmacological age.” As noted there, they may have been searching for the “fountain of youth” and instead discovered a way to, for example, enhance the likelihood that a UN weapons inspector might engage in things that would get him into legal trouble.

However, on top of that, we have a legal system where {for now anyway} adolescent and child criminal records get sealed. The reasoning behind this is that the young are not able to make decisions the same way that adults are. Using the brain apparently takes practice.

What if that, too, could be altered? What if you could take a 45 year old man and reduce his thinking to that of a fifteen year old? You could greatly increase the likelihood of committing a crime, if you wanted to entrap him. And, as we now know, that’s sometimes how people are “persuaded” to betray their country.

Still More Wicked Game Updates – Not Quite Outliving Usefulness Edition

This time chapters 4, 6, and 14 and some other spots. Some of this cleanup and completion of some of the footnotes.

This is the centerpiece of the updates, by reporter Mark Ames on some strange events in the 1980s:

PandoDaily, “The biggest CIA-drug money scandal you never read,” Mark Ames, 26 October 2014:

pando.com/2014/10/26/the-biggest-cia-drug-money-scandal-you-never-read/

A year later, in 1985, Deak was assassinated in his Wall Street high-rise by a paranoid-schizophrenic bag lady from Seattle, who’d been hired for the job by Latin American mobsters, according to a private internal investigation led by former FBI detectives. The assassin, Lois Lang (pictured above), had previously spent several murky years in the underbelly of Silicon Valley, where she fell under the care of a famous Stanford Research Institute psychiatrist, Frederick Melges — an expert on dosing his subjects with drugs and hypnosis to induce “artificial” dissociative states. Perhaps not surprisingly, Dr. Melges was up to his eyeballs in secret CIA behavior modification programs that were going on at Stanford until they were exposed in Congressional hearings in 1977.

And:

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:

salon.com/2012/12/02/better_than_bourne_who_really_killed_nick_deak/

“I never believed that the whole thing was random,” said Kuhlmann, in an interview with Salon. Ditto the government inquiry that triggered the collapse preceding Lang’s rampage. “We were the CIA’s paymaster, and that got to be a little bit embarrassing for them,” he said. “Our time had passed and the usefulness of doing things our way had vanished. The world was changing in the ’80s; you couldn’t just accept bags of cash. Deak was slow at making those changes. And when you lose your sponsorship, you’re out of the game.”

Also, Lois Lang added to Shooters tab at top.

Would be great if anyone with a Lexus-Nexus could confirm and find more original copies of the two acoustic psycho-correction articles in the tab up top from Defense News and Defense Electronics. Note that I have already discussed {skip down to the first footnote and mind the rhetoric and blowing off of steam} the potential coverup of what this technology is, does and its effectiveness, and the probable involvement of Dr. John B. Alexander once of Los Alamos in that coverup on this blog last June.

Imagine what you could accomplish with that stuff. Start rivalries, for example. Get a journo so angry that he’d threaten a LEO and get jailed indefinitely for it. And so much more.

How does that Absolute Power thing typically work out, anyway?

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MKULTRA Subproject List FOIA Updates

Especially given the recent Facebook hullabaloo *, it seems ever so timely to go through the available Freedom of Information Act releases with regards to MKULTRA and its subprojects. It is still a work in progress. In some cases, I found John Marks had more info that seemed to be available in the FOIA. In others, I found the text files CIA provided had more info. In others, the text file was nearly devoid of helpfulness and the meat was found among the documents themselves. The result is a mix of the three methods.

As you’ll see from the list, there are still several UKNOWN subprojects. We have mostly invoices and some proposals available. There are also a list of companies that I am not at all clear on their collaboration. The B&O Railroad, American Airlines, Greyhound, and J.P. Morgan, to name some. Also, lots and lots of drugs.

I’m going to hazard a guess that #18 was for a “Q-branch” style facility that got built by or under something else. Possibly with or by the Army. See 50, below.

Of particular interest, besides the aforeblogged voting decisions study under subproject 127, there are:

48: Study of Communist Police State psychology and sociology, undoubtedly so they could figure out how to import it.

50: Something that they tried to get around the Agency’s project justification process. “Just give me $500. Do not ask why.” MKNAOMI is why. Change order to the facility under 18?

54: Brain concussion as related to interrogation. “Possible to interrogate someone and they not even remember it? Let’s find out.” WHAM! “What was this subproject’s purpose again?”

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Forget the threequel.

56: Alcohol consumption, absorption, at Universities. IOW, Spring Break.

57: LSD, insomnia, and you.

94: Remote direction control of living organisms.

96: Decision making.

98: Mass conversion study. Hello political upheaval.

107: Appears to be inserting individuals and cash into the WPA APA, where CIA’s Cameron was first president. Is this the MOCKINGBIRD effort in the psychiatry circles instead of journalism/media?

108: Ecological factors in natural groups. Guessing this is “Native North American” directed among other groups. You knew there had to be at least one study f—ing with those folks.

109: My favorite. How to turn an adult into a psychological adolescent or child psychopharmacologically. Adult libido, child thinking. Scott Ritter? Matt deHart? Two former fellow NJSF interns? Anthony Weiner? Others?

110: Pathogens and how to give them to people. Let me just open this…

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* The New American, “Did Pentagon Help Fund Facebook’s Mood Manipulating Experiment?,” Joe Wolverton, II J.D., 2 July 2014:

thenewamerican.com/tech/computers/item/18613-did-pentagon-help-fund-facebook-s-mood-manipulating-experiment

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